6.03 The Ungraduate

[Senior citizens Home, Rory is giving dance lessons]

Rory: Oh, my God! Hey, Stranger.
Logan: And hello to you.
[they kiss]
Mr. Fink: Watch those hands, Miss Gilmore.
Rory: Touche, Mr. Fink [to Logan] What are you doing here?
Logan: Well, I was in Copenhaggen this morning, and then I remembered I have a four o'clock mambo class.
Rory: I'm so glad you're back. So, how was Europe?
Logan: Same as it was last year.
Rory: [sees he injured his finger] What did you do?
Logan: Long embarassing story. I'll tell you later.
Rory: Okay. Oh, wait, hold on. [to the class] Ok, everyone, it is time for cake and punch. [the class groans] It is only a 15 minute break, and then it is back to the dance floor.
Logan: So, you're Arthur Murray now?
Rory: No, I don't have that much training. The dance teacher has an inner ear infection, I'm just filling in. My job is to make sure no one falls down.
Logan: And what is someone does?
Rory: Thats what the panic button is for.
Logan: [laughs] So when does this crazy rock and roll party wrap up?
Rory: Another 45 minutes. But if you get yourself some cake and punch, it will only seem like 40. [he kisses her] I missed you.
Logan: That was my plan.

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[Logan is lying on the couch at the poolhouse, wearing a blanket, Rory
is handing him a glass, wearing his shirt]

Logan: Thank you.
Rory: You're welcome. [gets under the blanket] I missed this.
Logan: Me, too.
Rory: Oh, so you, Colin and Finn didnt do alot of cuddling in Europe?
Logan: Nah, just a lot of hand holding.
Rory: So, is there any official record of this trip, or was all evidence confiscated at the airport?
Logan: I got pictures.
Rory: Oh, yeah? Can I see?
Logan: Hand me that. Now, you realize, if I show you mine, you have to show me yours.
Rory: You saw mine about five minutes ago, Mister.
Logan: Ahh...I hate it when you work blue. Ok, here is Colin sleeping on the train. And here is Finn shoving carrot sticks up Colin's nose as Colin sleeps on the train.
Rory: Very mature
Logan: We try. This is Glouchester, England...
Rory: Pretty.
Logan: Where we attended the famous, Glouchester Cheese Rolling Fesival, a time honored tradition where five brave men, such as myself, climb to the top of a hill, with a large roll of cheese, and proceed to push it, then run after it as it rolls all the way down.
Rory: Shut up! Why would you commit that to film?
Logan: Thats me, thats Colin, thats Finn, and that is the cheese.
Rory: If you beat the cheese to the bottom of the hill, are you disqualified, or do you win?
Logan: There are no winners or losers in the Glouchester Cheese Rolling Festival.
Rory: There certainly aren't any winners.
Logan: [hold up his injured finger] Tell me about it.
Rory: Who's that?
Logan: Ah, now, that is the love of Colin's life.
Rory: Colin fell in love?
Logan: Yeah, he met her in Holland. And she doesn't speak a word of English, so she has no idea how incredibly annoying she finds him.
Rory: What's with the outfit?
Logan: She's a milkmaid.
Rory: Stop.
Logan: She has cows, she has pails.
Rory: Colin fell in love with a milkmaid?
Logan: It's pretty serious, too. He ditched us, and followed her to Amsterdam, where they've been holed up ever since. We haven't heard a word from him. I mean, we assume he'll be back by the time...
Rory: By the time...what? By the time the cows come home, what? By the time school starts?
Logan: [sighs]
Rory: What? What's the matter?
Logan: Nothing.
Rory: Logan, you can mention school to me.
Logan: I don't want to bum you out.
Rory: Logan. That is ridiculous. I am fine. I mean, look, Yale was a wonderful chapter in my life, but I've moved on. I have my work, I have my new pad. I just really like we're I am right now.
Logan: Really...
Rory: Logan, you dont have to feel weird about this. You go to Yale, your friends go to Yale. How can we not talk about Yale?
Logan: I don't know.
Rory: Exactly. So we both agree that the topic of Yale can never be off limits.
Logan: Ok, fine. Well, if your so cool with it, then why don't you come to Yale tomorrow, and I can show you my new apartment, and maybe take you out to lunch.
Rory: I can't tomorrow. Because I have my DAR induction luncheon.
Logan: Then how about breakfast?
Rory: Breakfast sounds good.
Logan: I have to say, Ace. I like the new digs.
Rory: Yeah, its nice, huh? You haven't even seen the bedroom yet.
Logan: Oh, wow. Ok, but dont think this is going to work a second time. [gets up, wrapping the blanket around him]
Rory: No, Logan...I didn't mean...I seriously meant that you haven't seen the bedroom yet.
Logan: You're making me feel cheap, Ace.
Rory: Logan! I swear, I wasn't working blue!

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Rory: So, I told the guy, hey, there is no way all these potatoes could have been peeled, if I had waltzed in here at 12. He simply refused to believe me, or credit me with the hours. So, finally I just said, you know what there is another soup kitchen down on Hadley, and they serve more vegetables than you do, so I would rather work there, anyhow. And, I turned in my apron, and I walked out.
Logan: Wow. Rough world, the world of community service.
Rory: Oh, you don't know the half of it. I've done 125 hours, so Ive got 175 to go, which is a little off my goal, but not by much, so I can deal. I've got that candy striper thing starting next week, I didn't really want that, but I had to take it. Because I was supposed to get on this Zoo beat, which would have been gross, but great, because they'll let you do double shifts, but they're always full. Weird, huh?
Logan: Very weird.
Rory: I'm boring you.
Logan: Far from it, I just have to go. I have to meet with my faculty advisor and convince her that this is the year I'm finally going to make something of myself.
Rory: Well, don't tell her about the cheese rolling incident, she'll never believe you.
Logan: Do you want a walk back to your car?
Rory: No, I think I can make it by myself
Logan: Ok, call you later?
Rory: Okay.