6.05 We've Got Magic To Do

Rory: Hello.
Logan: Oh, My God, who was that?!
Rory: My assistant. I forwarded my phone to hers.
Logan: You have an assistant?
Rory: Just for this DAR thing. I get a million calls.
Logan: Well, I consider myself lucky to be patched through.
Rory: You have priority clearance.
Logan: So, good news. I get the PA system you wanted, at the price you wanted.
Rory: Really? Oh, cool. [to Lacey] Lacey, PA system, done.
Lacey: Excellent.
Rory: Thats great.
Logan: This guy has done the sound at every party Ive ever thrown. He's the best in the business.
Rory: And oh, goody, Paris is here. And she looks upset.
Logan: That and a bulldozer, would knock me over.
Paris: Excuse me! The door is locked!
Lacey: Do you know her?
Rory: Let her in, and then hide. [to Logan] I'll call you later.
Logan: Bye.

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Mitchum: Richard.
Richard: Oh, Mitchum old boy. I didnt know you were out there
Mitchum: Just got here. Its quite the affair, we got going here.
Richard: And for a wonderful cause.
Mitchum: Not stuffy like the others, no smell of moth balls.
Richard: You know, my granddaughters responsible for it.
Mitchum: Oh, yeah?
Richard: Planned the whole thing.
Mitchum: That nice. I didnt know that. She's a sweet kid.
Richard: The sweetest.
Mitchum: Yeah, I wish Rory nothing but the best. I came straight from work, without looking in a mirror. Wish I had.
Richard: Mitchum, just out of curiosity, what happened with all that?
Mitchum: All what?
Richard: At that paper of yours in Stanford. Something apparently got blown out of proportion, there was some misunderstanding.
Mitchum: Oh it was nothing much, she's a great kid.
Richard: She is. And a great journalist. Ive read things shes written, shes a talent.
Mitchum: Maybe.
Richard: What do you mean maybe?
Mitchum: Well, I worked with her, Richard. I read her stuff, too.
Richard: Meaning...
Mitchum: Ive read great. I know what great is.
Richard: Well, when I said great I didnt mean she was Ben Bradley yet, but she could be.
Mitchum: Anything's possible.
Richard: What exactly happened at that paper, Mitchum?
Mitchum: It didnt work out, Richard. It was just one of those things. She's better off for what I did.
Richard: And what exacly did you do?
Mitchum: Nothing you wouldnt have done.
Richard: Oh, and what was that?
Mitchum: You're in the business world, you have employees.
Richard: Yes, of course.
Mitchum: Say youve got a guy working in your office. You brought him in. Nice guy, everybody loves him, but he just doesnt have it. He's a drain on the company. What are you going to do?
Richard: My granddaughter was not a drain on your company.
Mitchum: My point is, that I wasnt going to put her in a position to become a drain. Now, Richard, really we should get back out there.
Richard: What did you say to her?
Mitchum: Richard.
Richard: What did you say to her, Mitchum?
Mitchum: I did what I do with everyone. I called it like I saw it. I was honest with her. I dont pussyfoot, you know that.
Richard: You crushed her.
Mitchum: And if she's got what it takes, she'll bounce back. No one's ever criticized you, Richard? Reprimanded you, critiqued you? I find that hard to believe
Richard: This is not about me.
Mitchum: She was in over her head, she lacked maturity.
Richard: She's not even 21!
Mitchum: Look! Just blame me, okay. I felt bad that she had to sit through that disastrous dinner with Shira and Pop, going on about marriage and how she cant become a Huntzberger. I dont care about any of that, so I gave her a shot. And she wasnt up to it.
Richard: You crushed that girl!
Mitchum: I did what I do. We should have done this on the phone.

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Shira: Emily!
Emily: Hello, Shira. Im here to rescue you. Ive got a table for you and Mitchum right in the center.
Shira: Thank you, Emily, Im undeserving.
Emily: Nonsense. A mistake was made, and it must be rectified.
Shira: Arent they amazing?
Emily: The whole combo is amazing, follow me.
Shira: Me, I love the Beatles. Mitchum took me to see Paul McCartney last year, and I almost died.
Emily: So, Richard tells me we have a little problem.
Shira: Really? With what?
Emily: With the kids. Logan, Rory, I understand that you're not exactly thrilled with the match, that you let that be known to Rory at the dinner she had at your house.
Shira: Well, I wouldnt say not thrilled.
Emily: Then what would you say?
Shira: Oh, Emily, this is a party.
Emily: Im just curious
Shira: This may not be the time and place, Emily.
Emily: Lets make it the time and place.
Shira: Consider the discrepancies, Emily.
Emily: Well, thats whats confusing me. They both come from good families, they both have good values. Money's not an issue. We all have money.
Shira: Frankly, Emily, there's your money, then theres our money.
Emily: Oh?
Shira: And our family has alot responsibilities that come with that, an image to maintain.
Emily: Ah, yes. Well, let me tell you this, Shira. We are just as good as you are. You dont think Rory's good enough for your son? As if we dont know about Logan's reputation? We do. But he is welcome in our home anytime, and you should extend the same courtesy to Rory.
Shira: Emily...
Emily: Now, lets talk about your money. You were a two bit gold digger fresh off the bus from Hicksville, when you met Mitchum, in whatever bar you happened to stumble into. And what made Mitchum choose you to marry from among the pack of women he was bedding at the time, Ill never know. But hats off to you for bagging him. Hes still a playboy, you know. Well, of course you know. That would explain why your weight goes up and down 30 pounds every other month. But thats your cross to bear. These are ugly realities, no one needs to talk about them. These kids are staying together for as long as they like, you wont stop them. Now, enjoy the event.