Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

- Inherit the Wind. Seventy-five cents. - Great.
It had carpeting, so it'll always smell like a cat.
Plus, I bet he could be persuaded to give the floor a little spruce if you like.
I'm worried about Rory.
Arm-swinging length!
You're oblivious. That's why you lie there while the rest of the world is going deaf.
- Collectible plates? - Isn't that a great idea?
So why don't you Dr. Laura someone else?
I'll go look again.
I went out on a limb for you...
I promised the woman I'd give her an answer today.
Chinese sounds great.
- It's too big. - It's not too big. Next.
Okay, I guess you should get started.
We'll make do. We just need to...
I'm stealing that baby from you.
Even if he stays, it'll only be for another year...
- Opinions? - Get it.
Jess and Luke are looking for an apartment.
- How long is he staying? - I don't know. Indefinitely.
Next thing I know, he's dragging me all over town, measuring square footage.
Why isn't anyone stopping you?
- I'm not taking the spruce. - Yes, you are.
Someone else who might drive Taylor crazy.
- No, thanks. - Okay.
- It's really that big a deal? - What do you mean?
- Is this what you're looking for? - Great. Thank you.
Right.
- What are we waiting for? - Patience, grasshopper.
She never takes it off. It means everything to her.
Leave your bandage alone.
That's cute. Is it the first time it's been away from its mother?
- Give me the book. - Give me the pancake!
I'll get it.
- How did you get my application? - Mary gave it to me.
No, we don't live in a fascist country.
that means the stereo's blaring and the place is a mess.
for just a minute?
have been traipsing all day long.
Never, ever date a guy who owns a single bed.
- Stop it. - Stern face.
Rory. Perfect. Get her out of here.
Hold it! I still need to talk to you.
Not unless you make the pancakes.
I thought I was being a self-sufficient woman.
I look at a thousand apartments, I choose yours. How?
Where'd all this come from?
He could be pinned under a box for a year in that place and you wouldn't know it...
He's always looking for a little extra cash. He doesn't make that much here...
Luke is a great guy.
Fine. What are you getting?
- Fine. Which one do you like? - The one before.
I'll give him the job.
- That and several others in town. - So weird.
Lorelai here.
- You can sit, you know. - No, thanks.
I like my apartment.
- Yeah? - Yeah.
You hate ladders and heights.
and ready to leave. End of story.
- Find a brown leather ledger. - I've never seen so much stuff.
A thousand and one.