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Transcript: Cinnamon's Wake ...


Written by: Daniel Palladino
Directed by: Michael Katleman

PREVIOUSLY ON GILMORE GIRLS

[Inn kitchen]

RORY: Oh my God, Iím going to Chilton?!

LORELAI: You did it babe, you got in

[Kim household]

LANE: This guy asked about you today.

[Stars Hollow High]

DEAN: Iím Dean.

RORY: Hi.

[Kim household]

RORY: What did he want to know?

LANE: Where you were.

RORY: What did you say?

LANE: That you had to go to the genius school.

[Rory and Dean walking]

DEAN: Iíve been watching you.

RORY: When?

DEAN: Everyday.

[Chilton class room]

MAX: Iím Max Medina.

LORELAI: Nice to meet you.

[Gilmore kitchen]

RORY: Oh no! Iím gonna miss the test!

LORELAI: Go, go, go, go.

RORY: Iím gone.

[Chilton class room]

RORY: But what about the test?

MAX: Iím afraid youíve missed the test.

RORY: Iím ready for this test. I know everything there is to know about Shakespeare.

[Headmaster Charlestonís office]

LORELAI: I think thereís been a terrible mistake. Rory told me that she wasnít allow to take her test.

CHARLESTON: She was late.

LORELAI: And you! You say sheís smart and sheíll do fine and this rotting stodgy rat hole could use somebody like her, and then you completely shut her out of a test that sheís been cramming for, that sheís ready for, that she completely deserves to take!

[Walking in the woods]

RORY: You know, Harvard is my dream. I want it more than anything, I swear. Iím not ready to give up on Chilton yet.

[Gilmore house - answering machine message]

MAX: Itís Max Medina calling. Lorelai, it was a pleasure encountering you. I hope it happens again. Bye.

CUT TO GRANDMAíS HOUSE

LORELAI: So whereíd you say Dad was?

GRANDMA: Away on business.

LORELAI: Locationís top secret?

GRANDMA: Oh, Germany.

LORELAI: Germany, is Dadís firm insuring Naziís now.

GRANDMA: Your father doesnít know any Nazis.

LORELAI: I know Mom, I was just -

GRANDMA: What?

RORY: Joking. She was joking.

GRANDMA: Oh, hard to tell.

LORELAI: Yeah, well.

GRANDMA: Oh, Iím afraid I have some bad news. Claudia died.

LORELAI: Who?

GRANDMA: Claudia, your cousin Claudia. Claudia!

LORELAI: Iím hearing the name Mom, I have no idea who that is.

GRANDMA: Claudiaís your cousin for all intents and purposes.

LORELAI: Oh, now weíre getting to it.

GRANDMA: She was your fatherís, grandmotherís, sisterís girl, so to you that would make her -

LORELAI: Nothing.

GRANDMA: Regardless, the funeralís on Thursday. I thought weíd all go together.

LORELAI: Oh, whoa. Two problems. One, impossible to get away from the inn on Thursday, two, Iíve never met this woman.

GRANDMA: You most certainly have.

LORELAI: When?

GRANDMA: Several times.

LORELAI: Iíll take one.

GRANDMA: We went to her house in Groton to see the first moon landing. Sheíd just gotten a new Philco.

LORELAI: I have no memory of this whatsoever.

GRANDMA: Rory, correct me if Iím wrong, but men have walked on the moon regardless of whether your mother remembers it or not.

RORY: Thatís the rumor.

LORELAI: I know that men have walked on the moon, I just donít know Claudia.

GRANDMA: So youíre not going?

LORELAI: Not this time.

GRANDMA: I donít think Claudiaís planning to die a second time.

[Rory laughs]

LORELAI: Mom, I couldnít go if I wanted to.

GRANDMA: Fine. Oh wait - Rudolf Gottfried.

LORELAI: Another cousin?

GRANDMA: No a Nazi that we knew, Iíd forgotten. We stayed with him once in Munich, nice old man - interesting stories.

LORELAI: Mom, you socialized with a known Nazi?! Thatís despicable, thatís heinous.

GRANDMA: No dear, that was a joke.

[Rory laughs]

CUT TO GILMORE KITCHEN.

[Rory comes out of her room and closes the door to music playing]

LORELAI: Hey, Iíve have an idea for a new reality show. How about everybody just looks out their frigginí kitchen window for a change?

RORY: Ooh, sheís cranky this morning.

LORELAI: Letís just say the worldís got a formidable opponent.

RORY: Wait, shouldnít you be baking?

LORELAI: I donít know, shouldnít you be knitting?

RORY: Mom, the Chilton bake sale is today!

LORELAI: I know, I got it covered.

RORY: They expect things to be homemadeÖ

LORELAI: I know.

RORY: By someone other than Dolly Madison.

LORELAI: I said I have it covered!

RORY: All of the parents pitch in so this is really, really important. You know that right?

LORELAI: Oh, I didnít know that. In that case I donít have it covered. I have it covered! Get your stuff and hit the stereo, weíre late.

RORY: Thatís not me. [opens door and finds Lane dancing]

LORELAI: [to Lane] Where does your mother think you are?

LANE: [turns off music] On a park bench contemplating the re-unifications of the two Koreas.

LORELAI: Not here, skanking to Rancid?

LANE: Wouldnít be included.

LORELAI: School!

[Pan to outside Gilmore house]

LANE: Bye.

RORY: Bye.

[Babette and Morey walk by pulling a wagon with a cat in it.]

RORY: Wow Cinnamon - riding in style.

BABETTE: Yeah, Morey made it. Cinnamonís not walking good these days but she still likes her passeggiatas. Thatís italian for Ďa nice walkí.

MOREY: Passeggiatas.

BABETTE: Oh God, he makes it sound so sexy.

MOREY: Oh come on.

LORELAI: [pointing] Whatís that?

BABETTE: Itís Cinnamonís private area, sometimes she likes to be alone. Sheís just like Morey in that sense. Hey, say passegiatas again.

MOREY: I canít do it on command Babs.

BABETTE: Oh heís blushing. God I love a man that blushes!

RORY: Ok, our town is just weird.

LORELAI: Thank God.

RORY: Bye.

LORELAI: Bye.

RORY: Iíll see you later at school.

LORELAI: For what?

RORY: Mom, the bake sale!

LORELAI: Ah! Got the vein in the forehead. Whoo!

RORY: Sadist.

CUT TO BUS STOP

[Rory sitting on the bench reading. Bus comes up to the stop. Dean is walking and sees Rory and follows her onto the bus. She doesnít notice him.]

DEAN: Hey.

RORY: Aah!! Morning.

DEAN: Good book?

RORY: I donít know yet.

DEAN: I saw you standing in line so I thought Iíd say hello. [pause] Hello?

RORY: Hello.

DEAN: Oh hey, uh, thanks for helping me get the job at the store. I mean, itís not - itís not a career or anything but itís got me solvent.

RORY: Solventís good.

DEAN: Yeah, uh, are you always this serious?

RORY: No.

DEAN: So, uh, how long does it take you to get to school?

RORY: Um, 40 minutes if the bus driverís focused, but longer if heís trying to win something on the radio. [pause] Hey, this bus is going to Hartford.

DEAN: Yeah, I know.

RORY: But you go to school here, you have to get off the bus. [to bus driver] Hey, he has to get off the bus.

DEAN: W-w-w-wait, youíre forgetting something. Buses make stops. Goodbye Lorelai Gilmore.

CUT TO INN

MICHEL: Independence Inn, Michel speaking. [pause] Yes you are confirmed. Mm-hmm, goodbye.

[group of French men come up to the desk]

MAN: Bonjour monsieur, vous etes francais? Vous parlez francais?

MICHEL: No sorry.

MAN: Vous avez líaccent francais, vous parlez pas le francais?

MICHEL: Sir, Iím just a simple country boy from Texas. I donít understand this francais business youíre talking about.

LORELAI: Pardon. [pulling Michel aside] He knows you are not from Texas.

MICHEL: Smile when you say that.

LORELAI: Michel, I told you there was going to be a french group here for a couple of days and it is your job to keep them happy.

MICHEL: Lorelai, I donít know how many french people youíve met over the years, but most of the are insufferable.

LORELAI: Really?

MICHEL: Mm, that is why I left France.

LORELAI: Huh, I thought it had something to do with the torches and the villagers. Michel talk to them.

MICHEL: Never. [pause] You are giving me that look arenít you - your patented ĎDo it or something unspeakable shall befall youí look. [sighs] Fine, I shall be French, but I shall not be happy.

LORELAI: Then you will be yourself. Good choice.

MICHEL: Bonjour messieur, je míappelle Michel. Si je peux faire quoi que se soit pour vous aidez.

MAN: Ah, vous avez faite une blague tout a líheure. Tres drole, tres drole Michel.

MICHEL: [to Lorelai] Kill me now.

CUT TO CHILTON BAKE SALE.

SOOKIE: Ok, weíve got our french fantasies, our american treats and our italian taste sensations. Well, what do you think?

RORY: Amazing.

LORELAI: Oh! Incredible.

SOOKIE: It is good isnít it? Well final touch. [lights a torch]

RORY: Oh, can I do that?

SOOKIE: Oh, w-w-whoa honey. This is a more delicate procedure than you might think, ok.

RORY: Ok.

SOOKIE: Takes an expert hand [walks by and sets the table cloth on fire]

LORELAI: [gasps] Oh, uh...hi. [takes a cups from the next table and fills it with lemonade and puts out the fire.] Hi. Oh well, gee, what is that? A dollar? Um, let me just give you - let me find you a dollar, um, you know what? Iíll take two, Iíll drink one. [drinks one] Mm, tasty and flame retardant.

[Max comes up to them]

MAX: Very Henry VIII

LORELAI: Well weíre not into subtle.

MAX: Good to see you Lorelai.

LORELAI: Good to see you Mr. Medina.

MAX: Max.

LORELAI: Mr. Medina.

MAX: Max.

LORELAI: Mr. Medina, meet Sookie the chef at the inn. Sookie, Mr. Medina.

SOOKIE: What was the name again?

LORELAI: Mr. Medina.

SOOKIE: I know, you said it like a zillion times. [to Max] Hello.

MAX: Hello. Lorelai could I please borrow you for a second?

LORELAI: Uh, yeah sure. [they start to leave but Lorelai turns back. To Sookie] Oh! Hey, Iíll be right back [taking torch. To Max] Trust me. [They walk away from the bake sale] So?

MAX: You know Lorelai, I would love for the ice to thaw.

LORELAI: Thereís no ice.

MAX: Well you repeated my full name four times - thatís ice.

LORELAI: No, thatís not ice, itís wintery.

MAX: I was doing my job when I didnít let Rory take that test. I didnít like it but I had to do it.

LORELAI: I know.

MAX: And Iíd do it again.

LORELAI: Ok.

MAX: I really do think Roryís a great kid and Iím going to do my damnedess to make sure she gets through Chilton in one piece.

LORELAI: I appreciate that.

MAX: And Iíd like us to be friends.

LORELAI: WeÖare. Me too.

MAX: Yeah?

LORELAI: Yeah, really, truly, I swear, thereís no more ice. Weíre walking in a pool of tepid water.

MAX: Good.

LORELAI: Good.

MAX: Iím gonna propose something here - Iím not sure how youíre gonna take it.

LORELAI: Oh wow - intrigue.

MAX: Iíd like to see you sometime. [pause] Away from the ivy, away from the gargoyles, away from here.

LORELAI: Are you asking me out on a date?

MAX: Yes.

LORELAI: Well, I donít wanna go out on a limb here, but Iím guessing if the Headmaster wonít let a kid be 30 seconds late for a test, heíd probably frown on a teacher dating a mom.

MAX: I do my job well, Iím dedicated to my students and thereís nothing in the Chilton book of ethics that prohibits it.

LORELAI: Yeah, but Iím guessing itís sort of an unwritten rule.

MAX: Do you want to go?

LORELAI: And Rory would probably freak at the thought.

MAX: Do you want to go?

LORELAI: The other parents would have a field day with this kind of thing. MAX: Do you want to go?

LORELAI: Yes.

MAX: Good.

LORELAI: Wait.

MAX: What?

LORELAI: No.

MAX: Why?

LORELAI: I canít, itís wrong, itís weird.

MAX: Iíll pay.

LORELAI: Youíre on.

MAX: Really?

LORELAI: Iím kidding. I donít know, youíre Roryís teacher.

MAX: I know.

LORELAI: Could you quit? Right thatís crazy, Iím sorry.

MAX: Ok, ok, um how about coffee? Do you like coffee?

LORELAI: Only with my oxygen.

MAX: Can we drink some together? A sort of a pre-date - very casual, no strings, no obligations. Weíll just see if itís even worth going down the road of including food in the deal. Just coffee? Decaf? Oh, thereís nothing safer than decaf.

LORELAI: Iím gonna be in town tomorrow because Iím taking a class at Hartford state and thereís a coffee shop across the street that I sometimes, almost all the time go to around 4:00, usually exactly 4:12. I could not stop a person from entering said establishment around that time, nor would I avoid them if I knew them, if they did.

MAX: You know the wordsmith thing - thatís something we have in common. LORELAI: So, see you around Max.

MAX: Indeed, you will.

CUT TO RORY AND LANE WALKING DOWN THE STREET

LANE: Philadelphia

RORY: Philadelphia? If you could live in any city in the world youíd pick Philadelphia.

LANE: M. Night Shyamalan lives there.

RORY: Who?

LANE: The guy who directed ĎThe Sixth Senseí.

RORY: But what would you do there?

LANE: Hang out with M. Night Shyamalan.

RORY: Ok, cross Ďguidance counsellorí off your list of potential career choices.

[Babette and Morey walk by with Cinnamon]

BABETTE: Lie still baby-doll, weíre almost home.

RORY: Hey Babette.

BABETTE: Hey kids.

[Cinnamon meows awfully]

RORY: Wow, that sounds bad.

BABETTE: Cinnamonís dyspeptic. So is Morey. Too many clams.

MOREY: Bad clams.

BABETTE: This doesnít reflect well on Alís establishment.

LANE: You had clams at Alís?

RORY: Alís Pancake World?

BABETTE: Yeah, well we had a coupon.

[girls keep walking]

RORY: Oh wow! The store! Hey listen, I have to pick up some stuff so -

LANE: What do you have to pick up?

RORY: Just some stuff. So Iíll talk to you later tonight.

LANE: Iíll go in with you.

RORY: Why?

LANE: Because otherwise Iíd have to go home.

RORY: Home is good.

LANE: My home?

RORY: Yeah, actually I donít have to go in.

LANE: Ok, then I guess I will go home.

RORY: Great, go, bye.

LANE: ByeÖfreak.

[Rory sneaks into the store. Dean sees her and waves. She ducks into an aisle.]

MISS PATTY: Rory! Hello! Try a plum, theyíre better than sex.

RORY: Um, no thanks.

MISS PATTY: Fresh fruit always had such a sensuality about it. Are you too young for this?

RORY: Definitely.

MISS PATTY: Well what are you here for honey?

RORY: [looking over at Dean] Oh well, I-I just -

MISS PATTY: Oh, I see what youíre here for. That wouldnít fit in a basket. No, no, no, no.

RORY: Patty itís not like that. Heís just a person.

MISS PATTY: A person?

RORY: A boy type person.

MISS PATTY: Oh, my favourite kind.

RORY: I really donít even know him.

MISS PATTY: Oh right, you donít know him?

RORY: I donít.

MISS PATTY: You said.

RORY: Please donít say anything.

MISS PATTY: I promise that I wonít tell a single soul that you donít know that young man.

RORY: Thank you.

MISS PATTY: Youíre welcome.

KIRK: Excuse me maíam, what are you doing?

MISS PATTY: Please, honey, donít call me maíam, makes me feel older than 25. Here have a pea pod.

KIRK: Iím assuming that youíre going to pay for the food that youíve consumed on the premise.

MISS PATTY: Oh, so brusque. And you are?

KIRK: Iím the new assistant manager here.

MISS PATTY: Oh well listen here my fine friend, who if he had a better hair style, I might consider dating - I do this all the time.

KIRK: Not from now on, Iím sorry.

MISS PATTY: Oh now wait a minute here, Iíve been sampling food at this establishment for years.

KIRK: The next time you put something in that mouth that doesnít belong there, Iím going to remove it and then call the police.

[pan to cashier]

CASHIER: This all you want honey - a head of lettuce and a mouse trap?

RORY: That should do it.

DEAN: Thatís a couple of must need items there.

CASHIER: $2.27.

RORY: I only have a dollar.

DEAN: I could loan you the rest.

RORY: Uh, no, Iíll just take the lettuce.

DEAN: Perfect, you could use half of it for a salad and use the other half to clobber the mouse with. [Rory starts to leave] Paper or plastic?

RORY: Iím fine [leaves]

CUT TO HARTFORD COFFEE SHOP.

[Lorelai walks in and sits one seat over from Max]

MAX: Lorelai?

LORELAI: Max! Hi.

MAX: Small world huh?

LORELAI: Absolutely. What are you drinking?

MAX: Coffee.

LORELAI: Plain coffee?

MAX: Well I wanted some cream but that prompted a very elaborate foam conversation, and the look of disapproval I got when I said I didnít want foam just cream rivaled the one I got from my dad when I told him I wanted to be a teacher.

LORELAI: Wow, so itís been a tough outing for you huh?

MAX: Well, itís getting better.

WAITRESS: What can I get you?

LORELAI: Coffee please.

MAX: So here we are.

LORELAI: Here we most certainly are.

MAX: Running into each other.

LORELAI: Away from the school.

MAX: In these unique strictures.

LORELAI: These things do happen.

MAX: Fate can be funny.

LORELAI: Should we cut the cute and just get right to it?

MAX: I think we should date.

LORELAI: Why?

MAX: Because I think we both want to.

LORELAI: Well, I want to be in the Bangles, doesnít mean I quit my job and get a guitar and ruin my life to be a Bangle does it?

MAX: The Bangles broke up.

LORELAI: Yeah, thatís not the point.

MAX: Well it has to be part of the point if thereís not band anymore.

LORELAI: I repeat my question - why should we date?

MAX: Because weíre clearly attracted to each other.

LORELAI: Well Iím attracted to pie, but it doesnít mean I feel the need to date pie.

MAX: Ok, then because we areÖ

LORELAI: Yes?

MAX: Of similar heights.

LORELAI: Wow, round one and already tapped.

MAX: Look I know that you are concerned about the appearance of us dating.

LORELAI: Yes I am.

MAX: Well I can tell you that I am the sole of discretion when it comes to delicate relationships.

LORELAI: Dated a lot of Chilton moms huh?

MAX: No I meant any relationship - work, family.

LORELAI: Oh, so you have things to hide in all aspects of your life. Very interesting.

MAX: [to waitress] Do you have any hemlock back there? Arsenic? Something quick.

LORELAI: Do you like rap music?

MAX: Yeah.

LORELAI: Me too. Italian food?

MAX: Yeah.

LORELAI: Me too. You just telling me what I want to hear?

MAX: Yeah.

LORELAI: I knew it.

MAX: Doesnít mean it doesnít coincide with how I really feel.

LORELAI: Yeah but if youíre telling me what you think I want to hear, then Iím not really getting to know you.

MAX: If I know what you wanna hear, that shows a level of understanding on my part that far exceeds your understanding of me. [pause] Whoís the one lagging?

LORELAI: Uh..

MAX: Wow, round one and already tapped.

LORELAI: Rory is my life, sheís my pal, my everything and I would never ever do anything that would hurt her.

[Man sits between them.]

MAX: I understand, but Rory is not a baby anymore.

LORELAI: Oh, donít say that, sheís 8, sheís 8 and her favourite hobby is maing necklaces out of gum wrappers.

MAX: Well you could try stunting her growth, putting her in a box, blowing cigarette smoke on her. [to man] You are so taking this out of context. [man leaves] Ok, when my uncle was a young man, there was this girl who lived across the street from him and he was completely in love with her, but her never talked to her. But he knew in his gut that this was the girl he wanted to spend the rest of his life with.

LORELAI: This is gonna be sad isnít it?

MAX: No let me finish.

LORELAI: Itís gonna be sad.

MAX: So anyhow, my uncle watches this girl waiting for the right moment to approach her, the next thing he knows, he gets drafted.

LORELAI: Oh, going for the kleenex.

MAX: No, he thinks this is perfect. ĎIíll come back, Iíll have a career, Iíll have served my country, Iíll be worthy of her love.í When he gets back, sheís gone - moved away, no one knew where. He never saw that girl again. Now my uncle didnít say much to me, but the one thing that he did say was that if thereís something in you gut that you know you feel is right, you gotta go after it, no matter what. What do you say?

LORELAI: [sighs] Maybe dinner wouldnít be such a bad idea. [taking out a card]

MAX: Dinner? You mean we could eat together, even drive together?

LORELAI: Just take the card.

MAX: I might frame the card.

LORELAI: Just use the card.

MAX: I definitely will. [gets up and starts to leave.]

LORELAI: Hey.

MAX: What?

LORELAI: That story about your uncle, is that true?

MAX: Goodbye Lorelai Gilmore.

CUT TO LUKEíS

SOOKIE: Thank you.

LORELAI: Life is a funny funny thing huh?

SOOKIE: Yeah, I love that Jim Carey.

LORELAI: What?

SOOKIE: Jim Carey. Heís just - heís just funny.

LORELAI: He is funny, but I donít mean funny funny, Iím being philosophical.

SOOKIE: Oh, very serious face - Jean Paul Sartre [making a somber face]

LORELAI: I canít talk to you with that face.

LUKE: How do you guys get any work done?

SOOKIE: So why is life such a funny thing?

LORELAI: I met this amazing guy.

SOOKIE: Goody.

LORELAI: Yeah, thereís goody stuff about it and thereís baddy stuff too. Heís a teacher at Chilton, Max you met him at the bake sale.

SOOKIE: Oh - he looked good.

LORELAI: Yeah, right. Heís so sexy and smart and funny and he likes coffee.

SOOKIE: God, he sound perfect for you. Did you get onions?

LORELAI: No.

SOOKIE: Hey Luke you forgot the onions!

LORELAI: Iím just so mixed up though. You know this is a real crossroads kind of situation. Itís like Ďto perm or not to perm.í Iím really confused.

SOOKIE: Oh for heaven sake. [gets up and goes around the counter]. Go ahead, Iím still listening. You were about to perm your hair.

LORELAI: I just want to do the right thing.

SOOKIE: Iím not sure I see what the problem is.

LORELAI: Oh, there are many problems. First, I do not like to involve Rory in my personal life. I donít want her to deal with that you know. I bring some guy home and he might not be the guy but then she gets all attached and then all of a sudden I decide that I donít like the way he eats or hums incencantly or -

SOOKIE: Or the way he smacks his lips or how his hair isnít really his.

LORELAI: Yeah, and then I break up with him and then Rory is the one that gets hurt.

SOOKIE: I totally understand.

LORELAI: This guy is her teacher - I mean, thereís not way to keep him out of her life, she sees him everyday.

SOOKIE: Are you the open-faced turkey? [to customer]

CUSTOMER: Yep.

SOOKIE: Ok, I added a little fresh lemon and a little cayenne pepper. Youíre gonna plotz! [to Lorelai] You do know Roryís not a baby anymore.

LORELAI: I know, thatís what he said. Maybe Iím being too serious, right? Maybe I should loosen the rules a bit. Plus itíd be great to get - you know.

SOOKIE: What?

LORELAI: You know.

SOOKIE: No I donít.

LORELAI: You knowÖhe knows [pointing to the open-faced turkey customer]

SOOKIE: You know?

CUSTOMER: Yeah, I know.

LUKE: Sookie!

SOOKIE: Hey, I was looking for your paprika.

LUKE: Hey, what have I said about the counter?

SOOKIE: I know.

LUKE: How the counter is a sacred space?! My sacred space. You donít do yoga on the Dhalai Lamaís mat and you donít come behind my counter, period!

SOOKIE: I was trying to help.

LUKE: [to Lorelai] You bring her again, I want her on a leash, I mean it!

SOOKIE: He does make a damn fine burger though.

LORELAI: He does at that. Alright, Iím just going to keep it simple. Iíll tell Rory that if thereís even an ounce of weirdness about it Iíll cancel.

SOOKIE: You havenít told Rory yet?

LORELAI: No.

SOOKIE: Oops.

LORELAI: No, not oops. The timing hasnít been right. This is a very delicate, fragile situation. Itís like one of your souffles, if you donít do it right, itís a disaster.

SOOKIE: And you have to order it 45 minutes in advance.

LORELAI: Huh?

SOOKIE: My souffle.

LORELAI: Right, but I wasnít speaking directly about your souffle, I was speaking metaphorically.

SOOKIE: Oh, so you donít like my souffles?

LORELAI: How do we work together.

RORY: Mom, youíd better come.

LORELAI: Honey whatís wrong?

RORY: Itís Cinnamon.

CUT TO BABETTE AND MOREYíS HOUSE

LORELAI: Babette? Honey?

BABETTE: Oh Lorelai, come in, come in. Sheís gone. Cinnamonís gone.

LORELAI: Oh, Iím so sorry.

RORY: Is there anything I can do for you Morey? [sitting with him on the couch]

MOREY: This is life Rory, it breaks your heart.

BABETTE: She looked like she was sleeping. I thought she was sleeping, so I nudged her and she didnít wake. I gave her a push and she rolled off the couch and since I just waxed the floor, she went shooting across the room and then she knocked over the lamp and she still didnít move, I knew it was over. Oh my God, my baby.

MOREY: Tell me it wasnít the -

BABETTE: Oh Morey, donít do this to yourself. He thinks it was the clams.

MOREY: She saw me eating them and she gave the that ĎHey man, whatís up.í look and -

VET: It wasnít the clams. Morey, in human years, this cat was 260 years old.

LORELAI: Thatís a good long life.

VET: Listen, why donít you let me take her to the van and then Iíll get out of your way.

BABETTE: Oh, no stayÖall of you please stay. Cinnamon would want you here.

RORY: Weíll stay as long as you want.

MOREY: Iíll never eat clams again.

RORY: Me either.

[Pan to later that day. House is full of mourners.]

LANE: They said that they rolled her body into a lamp? [Rory nods] Did you laugh? [Rory shakes her head]. Did you want to? [Rory nods]

RORY: But itís sad.

LANE: Yeah, itís sad.

[Michel enters]

MICHEL: Hello? Hello where is Lorelai? Iím dropping something off. Yoo-hoo Ďhee-hawí man, where is Lorelai Gilmore?

LORELAI: Hey, hey, hey, thank you. I could not get back to the inn.

MICHEL: Mmm. What you are having a party and I was not invited?

LORELAI: Sweetie, itís not a party, itís a wake.

MICHEL: Oh really, who died?

LORELAI: Their cat.

MICHEL: Youíre mourning a cat?

LORELAI: Yes.

MICHEL: They lick their privates these cats?

LORELAI: Not the comforting chit-chat weíre looking for here. Goodbye, Iíll talk to you later, thank you.

MISS PATTY: Babette? Morey? I came as soon as I heard. Oh, darling what do you need?

BABETTE: A little air honey!

MISS PATTY: Oh - oh.

[Pan to the outside of house]

SOOKIE: Oh, Luke.

LUKE: Sookie.

SOOKIE: Whatcha got in the bags?

LUKE: Bricks.

SOOKIE: Yeah, good one.

LORELAI: Oh, bless you both, everyoneís starved. Come in.

[Sookie and Luke try to enter at the same time and get stuck. They back up and Sookie sneaks in first.]

LORELAI: Ok, show should we do this?

SOOKIE: Well we need to create a flow to the room so that thereís no bottle necks. People coming in the front door, theyíre gonna want a beverage. Put them on the first table. Then the smaller hors díoeuvres next to that, leaving one hand free to greet the people. Then back there, set up the plates and cutlery, first the salad, then the meat dishes, then put the desserts on the piano bench. Howís that sound?

LUKE: [drops his bags on a table] Dig in!

[Pan to later that day. Knocking at the door. Rory opens it]

DEAN: Oh, hi, uh, wow, I wasnít expecting you.

RORY: Or me, you. I mean you me. I mean come on in you.

[Dean chuckles and walks in carrying drinks]

LORELAI: [walking by] Do you know him?

RORY: No.

LORELAI: No?

RORY: Well he goes to my old school, so Iíd see him there sometimes, but, uh, I go to Chilton now.

LORELAI: Thanks for the update.

RORY: Youíre welcome. [Lorelai leaves, Dean comes back]

DEAN: Hey, uh, do you have a second?

RORY: No. I have gum.

DEAN: No, thanks. Uh, look -

RORY: I have to get back.

DEAN: Oh, ok, uh, sure. Iíll see you later.

[Dean leaves. Rory follows him out on the porch and sighs. She sees Max Medina on her porch.]

RORY: Mom?

LORELAI: [walking by comes out onto the porch] Huh?

RORY: Isnít that -

LORELAI: [seeing Max gasps] Oh no.

RORY: Thatís Mr. Medina.

LORELAI: Tonightís Thursday.

RORY: Well am I in trouble? Did the school call?

LORELAI: No, no youíre great. Let me just come back in just a second.

RORY: Wait, whatís going on?

LORELAI: Let me tell you in a minute.

RORY: Tell me now.

LORELAI: Max is here -

RORY: Max?

LORELAI: Is here to pick me up.

RORY: Pick you up forÖoh.

LORELAI: Iím gonna talk to him real quick and Iím gonna be right back.

[Runs over to her house]

LORELAI: Hey.

MAX: Oh, hi.

LORELAI: Hi.

MAX: I was knocking but no one answered.

LORELAI: I know, I was at the neighbourís house. Max, I shouldíve call you sooner but -

MAX: Youíre cancelling.

LORELAI: I know itís totally last minute.

MAX: Iím heartbroken.

LORELAI: I just completely forgot about our date.

MAX: And forgettable.

LORELAI: No youíre memorable. Iíve been memorabling you all week. Itís just that we had a little emergency.

MAX: Rory? Is Rory ok?

LORELAI: No, Roryís fine. Itís the neighbourís cat.

MAX: The neighbourís -

LORELAI: Cat. She died.

MAX: Oh, she died.

LORELAI: This was a very fat, very beloved cat.

MAX: I see. LorelaiÖI like you and I donít want to force something on you that you donít want to. SoÖ[starts to leave]

LORELAI: No, no, wait. Wait, no, wait. Max youíre not forcing anything on me. Iím telling the truth about the cat.

MAX: Lorelai.

LORELAI: Max, please donít read that much into this. Call me and weíll reschedule. I promise thatís what I want.

MAX: Are you sure?

LORELAI: Cross my heart and hope that no other neighbourhood pets die on that day.

MAX: Ok, Iíll call.

LORELAI: [sighs] Good.

MAX: Iím sorry about umÖ

LORELAI: Cinnamon.

MAX: Cinnamon. [leaves]

LORELAI: Yeah. [looking up] Stupid cat! You couldnít have held on one more day?!

[Pan to the inside of house]

SOOKIE: Is that meatloaf?

LUKE: Yeah.

SOOKIE: Do you use ketchup?

LUKE: Youíre gonna make fun of my mother too?

SOOKIE: Sorry. [pause] You know, my real-fruit puffs would compliment that dish quite well.

LUKE: Itís fine on its own, thank you.

SOOKIE: Right.

LUKE: Ok, toss some on the plate.

SOOKIE: Can I make a pretty design, maybe make some layers?

LUKE: Sookie!

SOOKIE: Right, tossing them on. Got it.

[Lorelai comes in]

LORELAI: Hey guys, have you seen Rory anywhere?

LUKE: Yeah, I think she headed that way.

LORELAI: Ok, thanks.

KIRK: [approaches Miss Patty] Excuse me maíam?

MISS PATTY: Oh, well if it isnít Kirk the jerk.

KIRK: I want to apologize for what happened at the store yesterday.

MISS PATTY: Iím listening.

KIRK: I wasnít aware that you were the Miss Patty. The owner tells me youíre one of our best customers and that you can put anything in that mouth that you want to . Those were his words, I couldíve paraphrased them.

MISS PATTY: Stop sweating and close your pores Kirky. I always forgive. KIRK: Thank you.

MISS PATTY: Once.

[Pan to the kitchen. Lorelai finds Babette packing stuff]

LORELAI: Hey Babette.

BABETTE: Oh, hello sugar. Can I get you something?

LORELAI: No, Iím fine. Iím just looking for Rory.

BABETTE: Oh, I think she might be in the bathroom.

LORELAI: Thanks. Can I help you with something?

BABETTE: Oh no, I thought Iíd just get some of this stuff packed away. LORELAI: Wow, Looks like a scene from the kitty version of ĎValley of the dollsí [Looking at the cupboard full of pill bottles]

BABETTE: Yeah, you never realize how old they actually are until you look in the medicine cabinet.

LORELAI: Yeah.

BABETTE: [pointing at pills] These were for her heart worms, for her thyroid, for her kidneys, for the rash she got for taking these, and these were for the tics she developed from taking the stuff for the rash. And these - oh jeez, these are mine. Damn. Iím gonna miss that old broad.

LORELAI: Oh, I know.

BABETTE: You know, I donít know what Iím gonna do with myself now. You live to take care of your kids.

LORELAI: I know sweetie, but you gave her everything you had.

BABETTE: Yeah. She was so tiny when I got her. She could sleep in my shoe.

LORELAI: The other day I came across a hat that I made for Rory. It was like a doll hat.

BABETTE: Oh, they grow up so fast.

LORELAI: And then they take your clothes.

BABETTE: I guess eventually you have to move on, figure out what your life is gonna be when youíre not busy taking care of somebody else. Jeez, look at this place. No a clean glass in sight.

LORELAI: Let me help you with that. [Tries to find a comfortable position to wash dishes] Hmm.

BABETTE: Oh, here sugar, use this. Morey sits on it when he helps me.

LORELAI: Wow. How does Morey get around here?

BABETTE: Oh just fine. He had a couple of concussions his first year here, but he never complains. Heís just the best thing. Donít know what Iíd do without him.

LORELAI: Oh Babette, what do you mean Ďwithout himí?

BABETTE: I saw on Oprah a few weeks ago - she had on couples who lost a child. Most of the marriages when belly up for the pain of it all, even though they loved each other.

LORELAI: Babette, that is not going to happen to you.

BABETTE: I never thought a man would ever want me.

LORELAI: I know the feeling.

BABETTE: Oh please - with that ass. Gimme a break.

LORELAI: I meant want me for more than my ass. Me for me, the whole package, annoying neurosis and all.

BABETTE: Youíll find him. It might even be that stud that drove out of here in that mustang.

LORELAI: Did you see him?

BABETTE: Oh yeah - what a jaw.

LORELAI: Right, heís got a great jaw.

BABETTE: How is he in the sack?

LORELAI: I havenít gone out with him yet.

BABETTE: Will you tell me how he is when you do?

LORELAI: Iíll call you during the cigarette. [they giggle and hug. Lorelai hits her head on the light] Ow, oh.

[Piano playing]

BABETTE: Oh, thatís Cinnamonís song.

[Pan to the living room, everyone listening to Morey play.]

LORELAI: [coming up to Sookie] I canít find Rory anywhere.

SOOKIE: Iím sure sheís around.

LORELAI: Max showed up for the date that I forgot about and she saw him.

SOOKIE: And you havenít -

LORELAI: Told her about it? No.

SOOKIE: Oops.

LORELAI: Stop with the Ďoops.í

SOOKIE: Ok, calm down, itís not that big of a deal.

LORELAI: Her teacher showed up on her porch to take out her mother.

SOOKIE: Sheíll understand. Youíre crazy, she knows that.

LORELAI: Enough of the comforting Sookie.

SOOKIE: Sorry [leaves to find Rory. Sookie continues to listen to the piano]

[Pan to outside. Rory sitting in the yard. Dean comes up to her]

DEAN: Hey.

RORY: Jeez! You scared me.

DEAN: Yeah, uh look, I just wanted to say that Iím sorry.

RORY: For what?

DEAN: Well Iíve been kind of bugging you lately. I thought, I donít know, I thought you maybe liked me but itís obvious youíre not interested so I just wanted to say that I get it and Iím not gonna bother you anymore. [turns to leave]

RORY: Wait! [runs up to him] I am interested.

DEAN: You are?

RORY: Yes. I gotta go. [leaves Dean smiling]

[Pan to porch. Rory runs up as Lorelai comes out of the house.]

LORELAI: Oh finally. Iíve been looking everywhere for you.

RORY: Well you found me.

LORELAI: Listen, I have some explaining to do ok, so sit right down in that tiny little chair and Iím gonna do it right now. That man on the porch was your teacher.

RORY: Mom, Iím a little behind in school, but not so behind that I donít know who the teacher is. So?

LORELAI: So, um, he and I were going to sort of hang out together.

RORY: On a date.

LORELAI: No, on something that could appear like a date to the untrained eye.

RORY: And to your daughterís eye?

LORELAI: It was a date.

RORY: How long have you been dating him?

LORELAI: I havenít, this was going to be the first time.

RORY: And when were you planning on telling me about this? On your wedding?

LORELAI: No, by the rehearsal dinner at least.

RORY: Heís my teacher.

LORELAI: I know.

RORY: He teaches me things, everyday, in a very small classroom with a lot of other kids who probably arenít going to be high-fiving me when they find this out.

LORELAI: I know sweetie, and I told him this was one of the things I was concerned about.

RORY: And?

LORELAI: And he thought we could be discreet.

RORY: Unbelievable.

LORELAI: Are you mad?

RORY: Yes.

LORELAI: Right. Because Iím dating him?

RORY: Because you lied to me.

LORELAI: I kept information from you.

RORY: Information that I shouldíve had.

LORELAI: Information that wouldíve come out eventually, like the Iran-contra scandal.

RORY: So youíre Oliver North

LORELAI: No, Iím Fawn Hall.

RORY: Mom.

LORELAI: Well she was much prettier.

RORY: I just canít believe that you didnít tell me about this. Why wouldnít you tell me?

LORELAI: Because I thought you were gonna take it bad, thank God I was wrong. Ok, ok, listen, Iím sorry. I wonít date him, I promise.

RORY: Iím not saying that you canít date him. Itís just - this is weird. I mean, there are a million guys in this world and you end up with Mr. Medina.

LORELAI: You think I donít get the weirdness factor? Believe me, the last thing I intended to do was date your teacher.

RORY: I believe you.

LORELAI: I really like him Rory, I canít help it. And itís been a really long time since I felt like this. You canít always control who youíre attracted to you know. I think that Angelina Jolie - Billy Bob Thorton thing really proves that. And I know you donít understand this now, but you will. Someday, youíll meet some great guy and heíll make youíre head all foggy and you wonít know what to do with yourself. Oh sweetie, I wonít keep anything from you again ok? I promise. From now on, every aspect of my life is an open book to you.

RORY: Thatís ok.

LORELAI: Really, Iím not even going to get dressed until I tell you what Iím thinking of wearing.

RORY: Fair enough.

LORELAI: Ok, tomorrow. Iím thinking the purple tiger top, black leather skirt, panda bear underwear.

RORY: Oh, good.

LORELAI: Of course Iím totally open to suggestions.

RORY: Hereís one - get some help. [they giggle]

[Pan to later, Rory and Lorelai are leaving]

LORELAI: Let us know if we can do anything.

BABETTE: Oh youíve done too much already.

LORELAI: Good night Babette.

BABETTE: Good night sugar.

RORY: Night Morey.

MOREY: Stay cool Rory

[they leave]

BABETTE: [sighs] Itís getting late.

MOREY: Letís stay outside a while baby, look for the big dipper.

BABETTE: Ok, Iíd like that.

CUT TO GILMORE HOUSE

[Phoneís ringing as they enter]

LORELAI: Hello?

GRANDMA: Iíve been trying to get you all afternoon.

LORELAI: Mom?

GRANDMA: Yes.

LORELAI: Hi.

GRANDMA: You already said that.

LORELAI: But someone hasnít.

GRANDMA: Hello.

LORELAI: There we go.

GRANDMA: You are impossible to reach.

LORELAI: Well thereís no messages on the machine mom.

GRANDMA: I donít leave messages. If I wanted to talk to a machine, Iíd talk to my VCR. Where were you?

LORELAI: At a wake.

GRANDMA: A what?

LORELAI: A wake, a funeral.

GRANDMA: A funeral for who?

LORELAI: It was for the neighbourís - [Roryís motioning not to tell her] cat. {mouths Ďwhat?í to Rory]. Mom?

GRANDMA: Hold on, Iím looking up aneurysm in our medical dictionary to see if I just had one.

LORELAI: I just wanted to be honest with you mom, silly me.

GRANDMA: A cat?

LORELAI: Yeah, a cat. It was a catís funeral.

GRANDMA: You skipped your own cousinís funeral for a cat funeral?

LORELAI: Not my cousin mom. My fatherís grandmotherís sisterís girl who I never -

GRANDMA: You said you couldnít be away from the inn.

LORELAI: Well I couldnít at the time, but I worked it out.

GRANDMA: For a cat?

LORELAI: Itís late, I have a big day tomorrow mom.

GRANDMA: Oh what? Youíre going to a raccoonís wedding?

LORELAI: Good night mother.

GRANDMA: Good night.

LORELAI: Aaagh! Sheís working for a sedative manufacturer, keeping that demand sky high.

RORY: You shouldnít have told her.

LORELAI: Well I donít know what to tell and what to hide.

RORY: Yeah.

LORELAI: So we never did quite settle the whole dating your teacher issue. I wonít go out with him if you donít want me to.

RORY: You can go out with whoever you want.

LORELAI: Itís whoever we want.

RORY: Well Iím certainly not going to go out with him because that would be really weird.

LORELAI: But I mean it. I wonít see him if you donít want me to.

RORY: Huh.

LORELAI: You know if thereís anything that makes you uncomfortable, big or small, then heís outta there.

RORY: Good to know.

LORELAI: Because you know, itís not like Iím desperate. I mean, there are plenty of other guys out there.

RORY: Sure are.

LORELAI: And itís not like I have to ask your permission. I mean, this is a courtesy.

RORY: Ok.

[Rory goes into her room and closes the door]

LORELAI: [louder] Ok, so Iím gonna be up for a while if you want to get back to me on this.

RORY: I know where you are. [Lorelai turns to leave]

[Rory sticks her head out the door]

RORY: Hey, do you think you could keep him out really late on Thursday night because I have this oral exam on Friday that Iíd really love him to sleep through.

LORELAI: Iíll do my best.

The End


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