6.11 The Perfect Dress

[Rory is running down a corridor at Yale
Rory: Professor Jeline! Professor Jeline!
Prof. Jeline: I'm sorry, I'm in a bit of a hurry.
Rory: That's okay. Don't slow down. I'll catch up. Hi. Rory Gilmore.
Prof. Jeline: Nice to meet you, Rory.
Rory: And you. Really. I'm actually hoping to get a spot in your class. It was full by the time I got my name in. Not that my delay in registering should be taken as lack as enthusiasm....
Prof. Jeline: Apparently not.
Rory: So anyhow, I'm really hoping to score a spot in your class.
Prof. Jeline: Well, add/drop begins tomorrow.
Rory: I am aware of that. I just though I would start putting a good word in for myself right now. So here's the good word. I am dying to be in your class. I even bought your book, see? The one you wrote for the class, and I bought it new, not used, so that you get full royalty payment on it.
Prof. Jeline: Well, thank you.
Rory: I want to be in your class.
Prof. Jeline: I can't make you any promises, but I appreciate your enthusiasm. And by the way, I get full royalties whether you buy the book new or used.
Rory: See how much I've learned already.
Prof. Jeline: Good-bye, Rory.
Rory: I will see you tomorrow.
[Rory turns and heads toward the coffee cart. Logan is sitting on a bench by the cart. He looks at her and smiles as he stand up.]
Logan: I knew you'd have to hit the coffee cart eventually.
[Rory looks at him, then turns and walks away, leaving a slightly surprised Logan looking after her.]

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[Paris has just ended a meeting at the Yale Daily News, she is talking to Rory, as she sees Logan walk up]
Paris: Oh, great. I got a call saying your boyfriend was coming back.
Rory: He's not my boyfriend anymore, Paris. We broke up.
Paris: Hey, keep your personal stuff at home, okay. I cant be seen caring about this stuff. My door's not open! Huntzberger, my office, now!
[He follows Paris, tapping Rory on the arm, she walks away]
Paris: Sit down, Logan. Lets have a little talk about your future.
Logan: Sure, Paris.
Paris: Now, I know you think your Sugar Daddy runs the world, and that includes this paper. And possibly in the past, that was true. But not anymore. You dont scare me, your daddy doesnt scare me...[he leans his chair back, looking towards Rory's desk, to find her gone]...your mommy doesnt scare me, if you have a brother, a sister, or a really angry cat, they dont scare me, either. Hey! Either spin a plate on your nose while you do that, or cut it out, because I am speaking.
Logan: Sorry.
Paris: Oh, you will be. Now, lets talk about deadlines. Emphasis on dead.

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[Rory walks up the stairs to her apartment, to find Logan waiting for her.]
Logan: I brought coffee, but its cold.
[she puts down her books, to unlock the door]
Logan: Nice place you've got here. Ive been discussing the proper baking soda to actual crack ratio you can get away with, with your neighbors downstairs. 2 to 1 during the daylight, 3 to 1 at night.
Rory: I have ten minutes to change, then I have some place I have to be.
Logan: Its going to take you twenty to unlock the door.
Rory: Bye, Logan.
Logan: This place is a dump, Rory. You cant live here.
Rory: You dont get to care about where I live anymore, Logan. You broke up with me. Through your sister!
Logan: I didnt mean for that to happen.
Rory: You're a coward! Mr. Life and Death Brigade cant even break up with his girlfriend!
Logan: Honor was bugging me. I just told her we broke up to shut her up. I needed some time.
Rory: So, you didnt mean it?
Logan: No, I did...I just. [sighs] It was too much for me, okay?
Rory: It was a fight. People fight.
Logan: Yeah, well I dont fight. I dont want to be screaming at you in a bar. I cant take that, its too much drama.
Rory: Well, if you cant take the "drama", then you shouldnt even be in a relationship. Which, by the way, you're not, so everythings good.
Logan: Its not that easy.
Rory: Sure it is.
Logan: [sighs as Rory fights with the door] Want some help?
Rory: Nope.
Logan: I bet one of those guys downstairs can help you out with getting into a locked apartment.
Rory: [opens the door] Just go be you somewhere else, Logan.
Logan: I thought I wanted to break up. I thought it was a stupid experiment, me trying to be a boyfriend. That it didn't work and I would just move on. And I didn't. Couldn't actually.
[Rory gets the door open. She turns to pick up all her dropped stuff.]
Logan: Rory! I love you.
Rory: I have an appointment. I have to go.
[Rory goes inside and slams the door behind her. Logan stands there defeated.]

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[Rory walks into Dr. Shapiro's office]
Rory: Sorry I'm late.
Dr. Shapiro: Well, considering how many times you rescheduled I'm just happy you're here at all.
Rory: Well, I was just spending time with my mother. We were apart for a while so...
Dr. Shapiro: You were?
Rory: Yeah.
Dr. Shapiro: Falling out?
Rory: Nothing major, just mother-daughter stuff. [she goes over and sits on the couch.] I don't have to lie down, do I?
Dr Shapiro: Nope. That's not a lying down couch.
Rory: Good.
Dr. Shapiro: So you were talking about your mother. A falling out with your mother.
Rory: Yeah. But we're fine.
Dr. Shapiro: Did this falling out have anything to do with you dropping out of school?
Rory: Boy, we just jumped right into this didn't we?
Dr. Shapiro: You want to talk about something else first?
Rory: No.
Dr. Shapiro: I mean, we're here to talk about your leaving school so I figured let's just start there. What happened?
Rory: Nothing. We fought. I'm fine. We're fine.
Dr Shapiro: I hear you had some legal problems.
Rory: My those are big ears you have there Grandma.
Dr. Shapiro: Stealing a boat is a pretty big deal.
Rory: I was upset.
Dr. Shapiro: About what?
Rory: About life. And things and stuff.
Dr. Shapiro: You spent a night in jail.
Rory: Yes, I did.
Dr. Shapiro: How did that feel?
Rory: Great
Dr. Shapiro: You don't want to talk about this either?
Rory: I'm just sick of talking about it that's all.
Dr. Shapiro: You seem very agitated.
Rory: I'm not agitated. I mean, so I spent a night in jail, big deal. So did Martin Luther King.
Dr. Shapiro: Are you comparing yourself with Martin Luther King?
Rory: No. I'm not. I'm just saying he spent a night in jail, too.
Dr. Shapiro: You were arrested with your boyfriend.
Rory: Yes, I was.
Dr. Shapiro: Tell me about that.
Rory: About what? he was just my boyfriend then and now he's not.
Dr.Shaprio: He's not.
Rory: No, he's not. We broke up. Oh no, I'm sorry, he broke up. I thought we were just taking some time but apparently I'm a moron.
Dr. Shapiro: This is Logan?
Rory: Oh, you have his name, too? Super! Do you also have the picture of him hijacking me in my hallway earlier today?
Dr. Shapiro: I'm sorry, what?
Rory: I mean how fair is that? He's gone and then he shows up out of the blue, 'you can't live here it's a dump. And by the way I love you!' I love you? Is he serious?
Dr. Shapiro: I don't know.
Rory: [crying] Nothing for weeks, and then he decides he loves me? So what happens now? I get another Birkin bag? And how long until he doesn't love me again, huh?
[Dr. Shapiro picks up the kleenex box and holds it out to her. Rory takes a bunch of tissues.]
Rory: I stole a boat with him! I never stole a boat with Dean!
Dr. Shapiro: Who's Dean?
Rory: My married ex-boyfriend who I lost my virginity to!
Dr. Shapiro: Wow.
Rory: Yeah! I'm a treat! I don't know what Im going to do. I don't think I can take it, running into him every day in the halls, at the paper...the coffee cart! Oh my god, I'm going to have to stop drinking coffee! And I love coffee! [Rory grabs another handful of kleenex.] I really love coffee!!