Alexis Bledel: Rory Gilmore

There's the Rub

Rory Gilmore

Paris: A tragic waste of paper.
Jess: I can't BELIEVE you just said that.
Paris: Well it's true. The Beats' writing was completely self-indulgent. I have one word for Jack Kerouac: Edit.
Jess: It was not self-indulgent, The Beats believed in shocking people, stirring things up.
Paris: They believed in drugs, booze, and petty crime.
Rory: Well, then you could say that they exposed you to a world that you wouldn't have otherwise known. Isn't that what great writing is all about?
Paris: That was not great writing. It was the National Enquirer of the 50's.
Jess: You're cracked.
Paris: Typical guy response. Worship Kerouac and Bukowski, God forbid you pick up anything by Jane Austen.
Jess: Hey, I've read Jane Austen.
Paris: You have?
Jess: Yeah, and I think she would have liked Bukowski.
Paris: What are you doing?
Jess: Salt and pepper dip, only way to eat a fry.
Paris: Really?
Rory: It's fast food gospel.
Paris: Mmmm. That's good. That's really, really good.
Jess: [Phone rings, and Rory leaves to answer it] Do you like hot sauce?
Paris: I don't know, should I?
Jess: I think it's wise.

Jess: Delivery.
Rory: What are you doing here?
Jess: Well, Luke figured since you're alone tonight, thought maybe you wouldn't have any food in the house. So he sent over a care package.
Rory: I don't need a care package. I ordered food from Sandeep's.
Jess: Really? Planning on burning down the house afterwards?
Rory: Jess...
Jess: The only way to kill the smell. Where should I put this? Kitchen?
Rory: Um, sure.
Rory: [cut to kitchen] God, how much food is in there? This could feed twelve!
Jess: Excuse me, I've seen you eat.
Rory: Fine, six.

Paris: I'm not allowed to have Mac & Cheese.
Rory: Splurge. Come on Paris, stay.
Paris: Do you have a 24-hour pharmacy just in case I have an allergic reaction to something?
Rory: Believe it or not, we do.
Paris: Okay. Can I borrow your phone?
Rory: It's by the door.
[Paris leaves the room to call her nanny]
Jess: Interesting.
Rory: What is?
Jess: You think we need a chaperone.
Rory: No, I don't.
Jess: You just invited one.
Rory: Just being polite. Paris is alone tonight and you yourself just said we have enough good for six.
Jess: With me, it's down to four.
Rory: With Paris around, it's down to two.
Jess: Works out well.
Rory: I think so.
[Paris talks to her nanny excitedly about Mac & Cheese]

Jess: Okay, well give him my best, would you?
[sees Dean on the front lawn]
Jess: Actually, I guess I could do that myself.
Rory: Dean, Jess just came by to bring me some food.
Jess: From Luke's.
Rory: He wanted to make sure I ate.
Jess: Luke did.
Rory: Right, Luke did.
Jess: Personally, I could care less if she eats.
Rory: Yeah true, He could care less.
Jess: I see you brought a little something, too. Is that ice cream? That's so nice. A tiny little ice cream package just big enough for two. Hey are you guys gonna feed each other? 'cause that's just so darn cute.
[Dean steps onto the porch, looking down at Jess]
Jess: Oops, you're doing that towering over-me-thing. Huh. I tell you, you've really got that down. It helps that your 12 feet tall. But this whole Frankenstein scowl thing really adds to the whole...
Rory: Jess!
Jess: Okay, I'm going.
[to Dean]
Jess: Look man, I really was just dropping off some food, so don't go all West Side Story on me, okay?
Rory: [Jess leaves] So do you want to
[Dean heads inside]
Rory: come in?