Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

- Sorry. She's not here? - No. What's the matter?

so they can go do slutty Thursday-afternoon things.

- I'm leaving. - Don't go.

It's not just about milk.

I get it. Yes, we were apart. And I didn't exactly remain inactive.

And then you can pull out all your old-boyfriend boxes, which is good...

Rachel, come on.

I don't know! I heard thudding upstairs...

I've just been living alone since... Forever.

- These tickets cost me a fortune. - They cost your daddy a fortune.

Why do we let it get weird between us just when it's getting good again?

You're annoyingly on time again!

- You are not sleeping through this. - Through what?

It's the kind of lock burglars look for.

I've got the town handbook right here.

because you could've lied and left that part out to spare my feelings...

This is the silliest thing I have ever heard.

I'm not the man I thought I was, the man I want to be.

You swear on the life of the lead singer of Blur?

We were supposed to meet for lunch, but he didn't show.

You'll get them back when you agree.

- What's the matter? - She scared me.

Break up. I'm not interested in a murder-suicide kind of thing.

- I don't want people to know those things. - Why not?

Because I love you, you idiot.

Get a promotion?

Did you see the TV movie? Pretty intense.

I love you, Lorelai Gilmore.

I've only got a second, but I wanted to say hi.

Madeline, I got the notes you wanted.

- Is she staying? - I don't know.

- Dunning. - That's it.

- I'm sorry. - It's okay.

Jim Dunning, that's the Dick Tracy guy.

- I shouldn't have come. - Wait!

- A little person? - No, I dated a little.

A job well done, Mr. Adolph Eichmann.

You have a Rory box?

Food is not allowed at town meetings.