- Well? - I'd say three years.
I'd say more like four.
It hasn't been four years since we stepped inside our own garage.
- It was when we got the Jeep. - That wasn't...
It was!
We got as far as opening the door before something flew out and scared you.
It scared me while you stood by calmly like Dr. Dolittle chatting with the bat.
- It was a bat. - Wearing an Ozzfest T-shirt, I believe.
Will the man ever live that down?
Joe Namath will forever be wearing pantyhose.
- True, very true. - So, what do we do about the Batcave?
We promised Lane that her band could rehearse here.
We did.
They'll probably need to actually get in there to do so...
- I guess we're going in. - I guess we are.
All right.
On three. One, two, three!
What is this?
Those are the boxes from our attic that you had to give away two years ago!
- What? - I spent three days boxing all the stuff.
You were going to call the charity to get it picked up.
I made an appointment, the guy didn't show.
- He didn't. - No. I don't think.
Unbelievable.
I got bored sitting for two hours so I left
a note saying the stuff was in the garage...
and he could leave a receipt. I went to get some coffee.
These guys aren't allowed to go into someone's garage.
The note said it was okay.
- How did he know that it was authentic? - I wrote it on Powerpuff Girl stationery.
- Who'd he think was setting him up? - Can't believe how much junk we have.
These are souvenirs from our life's journey, Girly Girl. This is not junk.
Okay, this is junk.
That over there is junk. Basically everything I'm looking at is junk.
- We're pack rats. - We're Sanford and son.
Bye-bye.
- Oh, wait! - What?
- Hug-a-world. - What?
- Hug-a-world. It's my Hug-a-world. - Where's the world?
- It's faded. - Wait, I can see something.
- Canada. - Canada. Nice. Okay.
- What are you doing? - Throwing it out.
- You can't throw out Hug-a-world. - I'm throwing out Hug-a-Canada.
I learned my seven continents on Hug-a-world. Don't you remember?
We used to squeeze it tightly, then wherever our pinkies would end up...
that's where we were going to go when I grew up.
Many a trip to Uzbekistan was planned that way.
- We can clean him up and keep him. - Throw him outside. I'll see.
Thank you.
If I clean that, does it cancel out me not getting rid of the boxes?
I'll consider it a wash.
How about if I chase it, bring it back?
- Hug-a-world would like to see the world. - It's moving.
Something's there besides Canadians.
- I hugged it really tight. - You did.
- I have to shower. - What about the rest of the garage?
Hey, how about if Lane's band rehearses in the kitchen?
We don't use that, either.
Can I take... [Machine whirring loudly]
[Luke grunting]
What can I get...
That's it.
I specifically requested a carved arch above the door.
That's a blueprint, Taylor.
- Yes, Tom, I know it's a blueprint. - Taylor.
One second. I know it's a blueprint, but if I don't see a carved archway here...
I won't see a carved archway there. If I don't see an archway there...
then you won't see a paycheck here. Clear?
Get away from my saw, Taylor.
What the hell's going on?
I'm renovating your building, you know that very well.
I know that the renovation is supposed to be going on there, inside the building.
There is a plenty of room to move if you turn sideways.
- I'm gonna punch you in the nose. - I have every right to make...
any necessary renovations to the building that I am paying good money to lease.
If someone in this town pulled a stunt in front of your market, you'd arrest them.
I have acquired all the necessary permits to do exactly what I'm doing.
And all of this has been looked over and approved by the town magistrate.
You're the town magistrate.
And as such, if you have any complaints about me, you may take them up with me.
- Get him away from my saw. - Get him away from my diner.
I noticed you haven't returned my lawyer's calls about the lease agreement.
We have to set up an appointment to see that those papers get signed.
I'm not going through any lawyer. You want them signed, pick them up...
walk them over to me, then I'll sign them.
This is business, it needs to be done properly and legally.
It's a standard lease form. I bought it at Office Depot.
All the more reason to have a professional take a little look-see.
I mean there's a reason they say good lawyers make for good neighbors.
- Who the hell said that? - Everybody says that.
Okay, now back to work. Tom, let's take another look at this archway, shall we?
Get away from my saw, Taylor.
I already talked to the neighbors. Keep the doors closed. Music must stop by 8:00.
- Don't worry, I have to be home by 6:00. - We'll be done by 8:00, don't you worry.
- I won't. - Okay, okay, okay, Lorelai.
So, Rory showed you the key, you're welcome to anything in the kitchen...
which is nothing, but the water's yours for the taking.
Just replace the bottle if it's out.
- You ask, I will obey. - Super.
- I'm out. - He's out, I'll get you more.
- No, don't worry about it, I'll get it. - Okay.
- Excuse me. Do you need any help? - No.
- Need any help, please? - I'm good, Pamela Des Barres.
- When did you turn on Mommy? - He's cute.
If you latch on now, you're totally entitled to half of everything...
- when he dumps you after he's famous. - Since you don't need any help...
simply a new place to live, I'm gonna just go.
- Listen. - You're back, hi.
We're gonna be playing a gig next month. I think you'd really get into it.
Well, I'd love to get into it, Zack, but I have this medical condition...
where I can't listen to music.
- You can't. - No. My ears.
The hollow tubey thing inside is very tiny...
and it will literally explode if I listen to anything loud and musical.
- That sucks. - I know.
Thanks for the invite, I'm sure it's gonna be great.
So, you guys have a good rehearsal.
I'm gonna go on inside and write to Tipper, great gal. See you guys later.
- Bye, Pam. - She is some kind of fine.
- Zack, some help would be great. - Relax.
I still can't believe you are letting us rehearse here.
- You can thank us in the liner notes. - Right under, "Our Lord, Jesus Christ."
That's some good billing. Are you guys actually playing a gig next month?
Abby's birthday party, her folks are letting her have a band.
That'd be great.
Let's hope she doesn't wreck the car again and her mother doesn't cancel it.
- I'll hide the keys myself. - I'm done.
- Me, too. - Let's do this.
- Listen, Lane, we need to talk a sec. - Sure.
Now that we have a real rehearsal space we can get serious about the sound.
Absolutely.
Which means I'll need you to step it up a little.
You've got the potential but you're sloppy. I need a clean roll on the toms...
- but powerful, like Moon. - Okay.
You're a girl, but I need you to play like a guy.
- I understand. - If you can't, if that's too hard...
That's not hard. I'll be better, I promise.
Okay.
Okay, please take this the way it's intended...
but I'm going to kick him in the shins for the next hour and a half.
Why?
Why? Did you hear the way he was talking to you? "Play like a guy, Lane."
Well, cry like a girl, Dave.
What? Why are you smiling like that?
- Fooled you. - What?
We thought the other guys might be catching on about me and Dave.
- So we came up with this plan. - That he'd be a jerk?
If the other guys see him talking down to me like that, they'll be thrown off track.
Okay, but doesn't it bother you if he talks to you like that?
No way. Believe me, he knows I play better, harder, Moonier...
than any guy they'd find. Plus, I smell better.
- Okay. As long as you're fine with it. - I'm fine with it.
And also, Lane, I need four strong downbeats...
not two strong ones and two whatever ones. You set the tone, Lane.
If you suck, we suck.
God, he's wonderful.
Now this is the Sumatra blend.
It's supposed to be a little sharper than the Colombian.
You know, this is pretty much what I thought heaven would look like.
There might have been a unicorn in the corner, but, basically, this is it.
- So. I've had 15 of these tiny coffees. - Yes, you have.
You're telling me that all this tasting is completely free?
- Yes. - So I'm a cheap date.
The tasting is free, but I have to promise to stock my coffee chain...
from this warehouse, so this date is costing me about $11,000 a month.
- I hope I'm worth it. - So far, so good.
You were telling me about your kids.
Right. They live with their mom but I get them quite a bit.
They both recently started soccer because apparently it's the law.
I know. Rory's still got an outstanding warrant on that one.
- So how old are they? - 6 and 9.
- Good ages. - Haven't really hit a bad one yet.
Me either, although with Rory, I think it's gonna be 43.
Really.
Not sure why, just have the feeling that's the year she's getting the Mohawk.
We like sharper. When you guys open your coffee place, it must be on the menu.
Yeah?
That's sharper.
So, let's see, we've covered work, kids...
shall we move on to hobbies?
- Not a hobby guy. - Hallelujah.
Most of the time I'm working, with the kids...
or I'm charming the chicks with the coffee.
A few times a year I go camping or fishing.
I actually really love that stuff.
- Oh, yeah? - Absolutely. How about you?
There's a reason they call it the great outdoors, right?
I was actually thinking of doing a little fishing this Saturday.
That sounds like fun.
There's this great place, beautiful, perfect fishing. You wanna come?
I'd love to take you.
- Oh, yeah, sure. That would be nice. - Great, it's a date.
Yes, it is a date. It is a fishing date.
Ready to try another?
I hear there's one from Peru that comes with a surgeon's warning.
If the last one didn't kill me, nothing will.
Be right back.
LANE: Rory.
Rory, the numbers are all adding up...
the planets are aligning. I'm going to my prom!
- What? - Yes!
- How? - Because I am brilliant!
My mom was in a good mood today because she made a big sale...
a dining-room table and eight chairs, none of which match...
- that have been in the shop since I was 4. - I'm gonna miss those.
Get over it. I sat her down and I told her I really wanted to go to the prom.
I know she doesn't approve of such things, but if she lets me go...
- we will do it her way. - But her way would be not to let you go.
Yes. She said that also.
But then I went on to clarify that if she lets me go...
she'll get full dress approval, full chaperone approval.
I promise not to actually dance at the prom, and whatever boy I go with...
will have to attend four family dinners before she agrees on him being my escort.
Nice move on using the word "escort" instead of "date."
- The subliminal is half the battle, Rory. - Go on.
So, she sat there, took it all in, and after a really long pause...
she looks at me and says, "Maybe."
- You got a maybe from Mrs. Kim. - I got a maybe from Mrs. Kim.
- Let's start with base. - Right.
- Dave is taking you to the prom, right? - Of course.
My mom loves him. Last week she let him sit in our pew.
- No. She made me move. - You've been replaced.
I'd be offended if I weren't so busy doing a happy dance.
It's all working out so well. By the time she says yes, she'll love him even more.
When I say I want to go with him, it'll be like she picked him up herself.
You are brilliant.
Hey, Kirk, is this waterproof?
- Water-resistant. - Thanks.
She asked Dave to play at the wedding.
I thought I was the only non-Korean allowed at your family weddings?
Don't be hurt. You've been to so many, you're an honorary member now.
I appreciate that.
So, tell me, your cousin getting married Saturday, what's his story?
James, very quiet, kind of skulky, couldn't meet anyone here.
So his family arranged to have a girl shipped over from Korea.
- Hope they cut air holes in the box. - She doesn't speak English.
- She's never met him. - Then she'll need some sparkles.
- Okay, I think that's it. - Let's go.
Can you imagine marrying someone you didn't know?
Are you kidding? Used clothes still skeeve me out a little.
- Will this be all? - Yes. I like your display, Kirk.
It is fun, isn't it? Okay, that's $40.42.
Here.
I'm also including a few samples, a facial scrub and a honey mask...
very soothing, very healing.
That's very nice.
Thank you for coming, and call me and tell me how you like that mask.
We will.
The wedding's at 4:00, so you come at 1:00 and we'll get her ready.
Deal.
I feel good, like everything's going my way this time.
- I hope so. - No, it is. I can feel it.
- Lane Kim is going to her prom! - Maybe!
- Dumb, dumb, dumb! - Oh, come on.
Sure I fish. I also bodysurf and walk on the moon without a spacesuit.
You were trying to impress him.
What "Oh"? You like him.
I like him, but I'm not 16. I don't lie to guys to make them like me.
I got stuck when he said fishing and camping.
I was trying to be nice and not say, "Fishing, great. Cold, wet, and smelly."
"My three favorite things after the witches from Macbeth."
Honey, we all do it. When Jackson and I first started dating...
we went to a pickling festival. He wore a shirt with a giant frog on it.
I'm trying to make conversation, I say, "Hey, cute frog."
And he says, "You like frogs?" And I say, "I love frogs."
So for our six-month anniversary, he gives me a frog figurine.
And then when Christmas came, he gave me another frog figurine.
He told his family what to get me, and all of a sudden...
Your frog collection.
- I'm the frog girl. - You never told him you don't love frogs?
He has the best time buying them for me so I let him buy.
That's sweet. Maybe I could go fishing.
- Maybe. Once. - Tell me about Alex.
He owns an iron company. They do gates and statues, big fancy stuff.
He's divorced, he has two kids he's crazy about.
He's nice, he drinks a lot of coffee. It's all good, it all works.
So?
So, I'm going fishing. I'm the fish girl.
Frog girl welcomes you to the club!
I don't know what to do. It's time to break up, but he seems so happy.
- Date his brother. - That's so "been there, done that."
- Let's switch. - Isn't that how I got him?
It really is time to go to college.
- Where's Paris? - I don't know.
- She's 15 minutes late. - Is she?
Perhaps we should start without her.
- You can convene the meeting. - Okay.
If everyone will take their seats, we can call this meeting to order.
- Since Paris isn't here... - Paris is here.
Couldn't wait to jump in and take over, could you?
- Tell it to the Timex salesman. - My gavel, please.
- I call this meeting to order. - I already did that.
Sorry I'm late but I had some important business to attend to.
Business which I must now unfortunately share with all of you.
At the beginning of this year, when we were sworn in as your representatives...
we placed our hands on a Bible, we took an oath...
that stated that our behavior would be ethically, morally upstanding...
for as long as we were serving in public office.
That is why it saddens me to inform you...
that one of our own has forsaken that holy oath.
I hate anything that starts with a speech.
What are you talking about?
I have evidence accusing...
one Rory Gilmore of committing high crimes and misdemeanors.
- What? - What's going on here?
She has been conspiring with the various factions of this school...
to weaken the efficacy of this administration.
- You're really pathetic. - You'll have your chance when I'm done.
- What charges? - First on the list: espionage.
Espionage?
Gathering privileged information, divulging it to the enemy.
What information? Prom colors are green and pink, pass it on?
Next on our list, the most serious crime: treason.
I'm sorry I talked about Jamie.
Having a big mouth, that's on the list, also.
You're taking this out on me? How about Francie?
She was not my second-in-command.
She was not privy to the innermost workings of my life.
- Not until you made her privy. - Everyone saw you walking with Jamie.
- I'm still talking. - She already knew.
Enough. We've heard enough.
I move to put to a vote the impeachment of Rory Gilmore.
I'm sorry, but we do not impeach at Chilton.
- Why not? - Because this is a student government.
Then I'd like to put to a vote a resolution to instate the ability to impeach.
- No. - Then she should resign.
I won't resign. You have the problem, you resign.
No, you resign.
No one is resigning.
Maybe I'll stay with him until Friday and see how it goes.
That sounds fair.
You two can take this argument somewhere else. This is student council.
Real school matters are the only things that matter here. Now, Paris, move on.
The swimming pool needs re-plastering. Ideas for fundraising, please?
Excuse me. Hi, I'm looking for a Mr. Lucas Danes?
- Oh, Lucas. - What?
- IRS. - I'm not IRS.
I'm Luke Danes.
Luke Danes, sorry. Hello, Luke Danes, I'm Nicole Leahy...
- I'm Taylor Doose's attorney. - Jeez.
- He wanted me to bring... - The lease agreements, I know.
I told him to walk them over here. But what's the fun of being Taylor, right?
I'm sorry, this is a bad time, it certainly won't take me very long.
- Whatever. Let's get this over with. - No problem.
- You want some coffee? - Yeah, sounds great.
I just need to witness your signature, it's actually just a formality.
In other words, completely ridiculous and unnecessary.
Okay.
Mr. Doose really likes things to be formal.
And neat. And in triplicate. He just loves things in triplicate.
- That's a really good cup of coffee. - Thanks.
So tell me something, what's it like being Taylor's lawyer?
Actually I'm not exactly Mr. Doose's lawyer, or only lawyer.
He's one of our select clients. All our attorneys deal with him...
- on a rotating basis. It's my month. - My condolences.
My dad said, "That which does not kill you, makes you stronger."
- You're gonna be really strong. - He's not that bad.
If you run into someone pinned under a
truck, pick it up. It'll be a piece of cake.
Okay, looks like that's the whole nine yards.
Great. You and Mr. Doose are officially in business together.
I'm so sorry, I meant that as a good thing.
- It's okay. - Well, I will let you get back to work.
Oh, no, on me.
Tell you what, it's business. Let's let Mr. Doose pay for it.
Even better.
- That was interesting show. - What are you yammering about?
Gloria Allred wants to go slumming.
- Shut up. - She was coming on to you.
She was not.
Didn't you hear her panting when you were signing?
- Didn't see it. - She laughed at your jokes.
There has to be an ulterior motive for people laughing at your jokes.
Even if there was something, which I'm not saying there was...
she's a suit, not my type.
Yeah. Especially since she's not a monk.
- You mean I don't go out that much? - Take a look at a calendar.
When was the last time you went on a date?
Last month! I went out with Joanna Cooper.
- You gave her a ride home. - That is the end of a date.
- Only if you go on a date first. - I won't discuss this.
Suit yourself. I've to meet Rory anyhow.
See, I'll pick her up, spend a few hours actually being with her...
then give her a ride home. That's the end of a date.
Or I'll stay open a few hours later...
which means you're here till 10:00. That's also the end of a date.
- Hopeless. - Bye now.
[Door closing]
Hey. Got any good stories?
No, sorry.
Nothing? No crazy, colorful uncle? Best friend with a funny name?
Jeff Smith.
Skeletons in the family closet, war wounds, funny-shaped scars?
Really throws you off when Rory's late, doesn't it?
Big time. Oh, thank God.
- Sorry. Didn't Luke keep you company? - He tried, but he's got nothing.
Thank you.
- What's with the books? - We are going to fish.
- With these? - Yes.
So we throw them in and try to knock the fish out?
I went to the library and got all their best books on fishing.
- You're serious. - You want to learn to fish?
Exciting?
Oh, I can barely keep still. "Chapter one. Technique."
"For deep-water fishing, an angler..."
- What's an angler? - That'd be you.
Better remember that.
"For deep-water fishing, an angler," me again, "can choose a wire line...
"using a downrigger or a vertical jig."
"Whatever your technique, a good way to attract fish is the appropriate lure."
What about the sequined top I wore to the Christmas party?
That's exactly what he's talking about.
"For bottom feeders, consider small, dark-patterned lures. Simple yet elegant."
"In areas where the forage fish are Cisco,
you're limited to the larger, flashy baits."
I am telling you, the larger, flashy baits will make me look cheap.
Let's review. What do we know so far?
I need flashy baits if I'm going to invest in Cisco...
unless I choose to cast a troll in my downrigger.
- That's good. - Doing a little studying?
My mom's learning how to fish.
- What? - I'm learning how to fish.
Sorry. Wrong inflection. You're what?
- Go away. - Why are you learning how to fish?
It's something I wanted to do. Some friends might fish.
I thought if they can do it, I can do it.
What if I am a really great fisher, I mean, what if that's my calling?
The thing I'm meant to do. All this time
I've been sitting here with a gift to fish...
and I am squandering it.
It's like if Mozart walked right by the piano store and never played a note.
- You will fish to fulfill your destiny. - Right.
You're going to learn to fish to fulfill your destiny from a book.
- Yes. - You sanction this.
Thelma, Louise. Possibly there's another way to learn to fish.
- The fishing channel. - I fish.
Oh, yeah, we've seen those boots thingies outside drying off.
Those are waders.
I'll be reading about them in one of these cliffhangers here.
If you want, I can show you a few things, get you started.
Make sure you don't strangle yourself with your own line, the basics.
Are you sure you don't mind?
- I'll come over tomorrow after work. - Great. Thank you.
Just for the record, I don't want to learn that.
Got it.
I got a note that I was supposed to come see Headmaster Charleston.
- I'll let him know that you're both here. - Both?
Both.
- Both. - Take a seat, please.
Yes, ma'am.
So what this time? Trying to have me deported?
- Like I called this meeting. - I didn't call this meeting.
- Save that for Sundance, you snitch. - I didn't snitch.
- Said the weak-kneed turncoat. - Nixon's bad seed.
Daughter of Judas.
Ladies, come in, please.
Have a seat.
Chilton Student Council president and vice president in my office...
not what I would have expected, I must tell you.
There's been quite a stir about you two in the past several days.
The school is buzzing with talk of your clashes in student council meetings...
your face-offs in the cafeteria...
a screaming match at the school newspaper's office.
Excuse me, Headmaster, in regard to the incident at the Franklin...
Ms. Gilmore submitted a piece that was poorly...
- It wasn't poorly... - I re-edited it. She took it very badly.
There was nothing wrong with it.
In regard to the student council meeting...
Where you tried to impeach me because you haven't been diagnosed yet?
- If you allow me access to my briefs... - Do you want me to quit?
I'll quit. I never wanted this stupid job in the first place.
Who forced you to take it?
You did. You didn't think you'd get elected unless I ran with you.
- That's not true. - It is true!
- Shut up! - You shut up!
Enough. This behavior will stop this instant. It is disgraceful...
especially from the political leaders of this campus.
I'd like to know what is actually driving this recent rash of infighting.
Oh, goody, I get to guess.
Let's see, perhaps you're arguing over the same boy?
[Mumbling] Sure.
We're girls, so we could only be arguing about a boy, right?
Sexist, white-haired...
- Paris, are you muttering? - No, sorry.
All right, if it isn't a boy, perhaps it's a popularity thing...
someone didn't get invited to someone else's party?
Or perhaps this is a power struggle of some sort.
No? Well, then I'll stop guessing and start lecturing.
Ms. Gilmore, you will not be quitting the student council, is that clear?
Yes, sir.
The student body has elected you and you will fulfill your commitment.
In the future, think long and hard about accepting any responsibility...
if you intend to run away from it at the first sign of conflict.
Ms. Geller, you worked very hard to get to the position you hold...
yet you're willing to throw all that away on petty vendettas and childish antics.
Indeed, it makes me wonder, if you two can't resolve your issues...
in this sheltered, some would say pampered environment...
how on earth will you ever survive in college?
As student council officers, you represent Chilton...
to those inside and outside these hallowed halls.
Right now, the world sees us as a group of sniveling, spiteful...
vindictive individuals.
Not really what I'd hoped for. Nor is that how I portrayed both of you...
in my personal letter of recommendation to Harvard.
I would hate to write a second letter to the university...
correcting my errors in judgment.
However, I've done it before.
- Am I making myself clear? - Yes, sir.
Delightful. You may see yourselves out.
Well, that was delightful, wasn't it?
I'm not sure which is more embarrassing...
having Charleston yell at us or knowing we actually had a...
"shut up, no you shut up" fight in front of him.
So what do you think, Paris? Do you feel as completely rotten as I do?
No.
[Honking]
Let's go.
Hello, sailor. Bait your hook for you?
- You look ridiculous. - I look adorable.
No one ever told me that if you fish you get to buy an outfit.
I'll do anything if I can buy an outfit.
I'll let that go by because we have a lot to do here.
- I'll get my purse before we go. - Go where?
- To the lake. - You're not ready for the lake.
Then what am I ready for?
- You're putting me in the kiddie lake? - Got to crawl before you walk.
This is not at all embarrassing, there's not even fish in it.
Trout.
Hey. They're so cute.
Hello. Hi, boys.
Looks like they're all singing in a little trout choir.
I wouldn't get too attached.
- Hi, Gomer. - There you go.
- Don't be scared, Pinky. - And now there's Pinky.
Pinky Dowdy from fourth grade, see her eyes darting back and forth...
she got that way from Dodge ball.
It's okay, nobody's gonna hurt you. Hey, Pete, stop crowding Pinky.
It's okay, Pinky, just go over there, behind Shirl.
Now that everybody knows each other, take this.
- What's that? - Your rod and reel.
I don't know if the guys will like this.
We can skip the lesson and take the trout for some beers.
- It's up to you, really. - No, I'm going to learn.
Okay, I already went ahead...
and threaded your line through the guides and put a hook on it.
- What kind of bait is that? - A cork.
Remind me not to let you cater at my parties.
It's to cover the hook.
This little metal thing is the bail. It's very important...
- it keeps your line on the spool. - Line on the spool, got it.
Take the rod in your right hand, press your right index finger on the line...
holding it against the pole, with your left hand, slide the bail over.
Don't let go of your index finger or all the line will spin off your spool.
Pull the pole back over your shoulder...
to the 10 o'clock position.
Great. Now I got to go buy a watch.
Flip your wrist forward to 2 o'clock, at the same time...
releasing your index finger...
casting your line out into the lake in front of you.
- Now, you try. - Okay.
Now I do something with my right hand, my right index finger...
and with the bail and the spool, I pull the thingy...
That'd be embarrassing if I wasn't dressed this way.
You released at 11. You're supposed to release at 2 o'clock. Try again.
Okay.
- I made it in the pool! - I can see that.
- Why aren't you excited? - I am excited.
- Jump around or something. - You're going in the pool.
- Fine. - What do you think?
Ready to take the cork off, try your luck?
I'm ready, but they're not.
No problem.
Man, you need a lot of stuff for fishing.
- Normally you don't bring your own lake. - Right, right.
- Tell me why you're doing this? - Because you told me to.
No, I mean, tell me why you're learning to fish.
- Some of my friends are going. - What friends? Sookie?
- What? - Is Sookie going fishing?
- Well... - Or Rory?
Rory suddenly get the overwhelming urge to dig for worms...
and stand in the middle of a lake at 5:00 a.m.?
Yes.
Okay, fine.
I met this guy. And he's kind of an outdoorsy guy.
- Oh, just your type. - No, not exactly...
but he's nice and he's talked about fishing...
and I think I said something like, "That sounds great."
- And so he invited me, and here I am. - I got it.
Sorry I didn't tell you.
- Why didn't you tell me? - I don't know, I just felt stupid...
getting roped into the thing in the first place, and then...
Plus you don't want to hear about my personal life.
So this'll be your first date or...
- Second. - Second date.
- He took me to this coffee-tasting place. - Coffee-tasting?
Just your type.
- I think that's great. - Thank you.
- When are you going? - Sunday morning.
It's hard to be a fisherwoman without your own pole.
- You can borrow one of mine. - Really?
- I've got an extra tackle box if you want. - That would be great.
- Can you do me one more favor? - Sure.
- Put a cork on your hook. - Sure.
- Could you please just make coffee? - I'm not doing anything for you, ever.
- Don't be mad. - You set my alarm for 5:15 a.m.
- I did it for purely practical reasons. - Which are?
My alarm is just not as reliable as your scream.
- You will pay. - That's fine, honey. Now, coffee?
I'm writing this in my ledger of all the crummy things you've done...
and when I leave this house, mark my words, you will pay.
[Doorbell ringing]
Great.
It's 5:30 a.m. and I have no coffee in my system.
- Hi. - Hi.
- Coffee and donuts. - I like you. Come on in.
Right over here.
- This is Rory. - Hi, I'm Alex.
Nice to meet you. Would have been nicer in the daylight...
Let's go.
It's not like the fish are going to wait for us all day, right?
I'll take that coffee now, thank you.
I've got it, I've got it.
Your mom's never been fishing before, has she?
Oh, no, she's a well-seasoned fish killer.
I made lunch reservations at the Shahaela Lodge and Spa afterward.
- Think she'll like that? - She'll love that.
Good. Go back to sleep.
Min Jae. You lost weight, look good, not so fat.
Thank you.
- What is that? - The bride's thirsty.
Regulate the water. Once the dress is on, that's it.
Must remain standing.
Hi.
Hi and hi.
This will not be the mental image you carry of me this week.
No, well, hold on, I just saw the back. Yes, it will.
Go upstairs. It's not right to leave the bride alone on her wedding day.
Rory's up there, Mama, and I'm going up there right now.
Dave Rygalski was wondering where to set up.
- David, hello. - Hello. The place looks wonderful.
Thank you, come.
Sit here. This is Ho Kyung, she'll sing with you.
Hi.
Watch her high notes, she's a runner.
How's it going?
I like it, but I'm not the one getting married.
Your hair? Do you like it?
[Speaking in Korean]
Too much for me.
I found the Mrs. Kim approved make-up in the drawer...
but since the last wedding it has developed a smell.
- What? Oh, boy. - As I said, a smell.
Well, I've got the good stuff right here...
Right next to Peggy Lee.
- Seems appropriate. - I thought so.
- Shall we? - The footstool.
- All set. So, Dave's here. - He is?
I can't believe he'd do all this just to go out with me.
Where else can you find a decent, pretty, smart girl...
who can recite the entire Encyclopedia of Rock in 5/8 time?
- Nowhere, I guess. - I'm really happy for you guys.
Thanks, I'm really happy for you and Jess.
Thanks. You know it's okay, right?
- Not following. - It's okay not to like Jess.
- I said I was happy for you. - I know.
- God, I'm such a jerk. - You're not.
Look, we're not always going to like the same things...
like, you like Smashing Pumpkins and I don't.
- That's because you're close-minded. - They're not my angst.
It's not that I don't want to like Jess, I can't help it.
As your best friend, I'm very protective of you.
- You could try giving him a second chance. - I could.
I should, I will.
Maybe we can all go out together as a group.
You know, you, me, Dave, Jess.
- Absolutely, we should do that sometime. - Great.
[Thudding]
Incoming!
- What's going on here? - Nothing, Mama.
- I fell off my chair. - Well, don't.
Yes, ma'am.
She looks very beautiful, must have gotten a good night's sleep.
How many people have gotten married here over the years?
I counted once off the guest book. Forty-six.
Wow! Whatever happened to that one, Min Cha?
- She married a real mean guy. - Wan Nam.
- Didn't I tell you about that? - No.
Min Cha put up with seven years of Wan Nam telling her she was stupid...
and ordering her to cook all his meals. Then one day...
he was in the kitchen looking for his lunch, and she just snapped.
- Took a carrot peeler and turned on him. - A carrot peeler?
You can get those things pretty sharp. She just came at him and started peeling.
The neighbors called the police, and Wan Nam just stood there, all peeled.
He didn't press charges, but now he makes his own meals...
sleeps in a locked, separate room, and keeps the cutting board for protection.
They're still married. Everybody's still married, it's like a factory system.
They come to the weddings, find a spouse, get married...
- and stay that way till they die. - They mate for life. Like the loons.
This may be the last wedding for a long time.
How come?
All my cousins in their 20s and 30s are married, James was the last one.
Feels like we've had at least two of these every year since I can remember.
- Elementary school, when we met. - Elementary school, when we met.
We have a couple of distant relatives left.
We can go to one of those weddings...
when we come home from college on break.
- Then we should keep the make-up. - We definitely should.
And maybe the next Kim wedding we do make-up for will be yours.
- Too scary, don't freak me out. - Sorry.
- So, what do you think? Eye shadow? - Why not, let's do it.
Peeled to death. That's a bad way to go.
Here you go.
Let me top that off for you.
Coffee over here.
Where are you going?
- Miss Leahy? - Mr. Danes.
- Hi, how are you? - Good, good, and it's Luke.
Okay, Luke. What can I do for you?
- I wouldn't cross there. - Why not?
Taylor's a stickler about jaywalking and he's town magistrate...
I'd hate for you to be disbarred.
That would be a bad way to end a career. Thank you.
Sure, so...
did the lease forms all work out? I mean, was my signature okay?
Because sometimes I'm in a kind of a hurry...
and my hand just takes off without me.
- Your signature seemed very steady. - Good, because you never know.
- Well... - Listen...
I was thinking about that cup of coffee you had at my place the other day.
I felt bad making Taylor pay for it...
not that I ever feel bad sticking it to Taylor...
I just thought it might get you in trouble with the clients...
Hate to see you disbarred again.
To be honest, I paid for the coffee myself.
Well, then, at least let me pay you back for it.
- You want to give me $0.75? - No, no.
What I meant was...
What the hell...
Would you like to have dinner with me sometime?
- Yeah. - Really?
- I'd love to have dinner with you. - Great, okay.
Well, I have your card.
Why don't I give you a call this week and we'll make that happen.
- Sounds good. - Yeah, sounds good. So, see you.
- Watch those crosswalks. - Thanks, I will.
- Shut up. - I said nothing.
Well, don't.
[Priest speaking in Korean]
And do you vow to uphold the principles of the Seventh Commandment...
as set out in Exodus 20:14?
I do.
[Priest speaking in Korean]
And so, in the glory of God...
I pronounce you husband and wife.
[Singing]
- That was nice. - Yeah, it was really nice.
Reception at Elks Lodge. 200 guests. Food goes fast. Let's move.
I can't believe that's the last time I'll hear your mom say that.
- Are you coming to the reception? - Oh, no. I was actually going to...
- Go meet Jess. - Yeah, are you mad?
No, you know, he can come to the reception with you.
He's not really the reception kind of guy.
Not really, not yet, anyway.
- We'll work on that. - Yes, we will.
Okay. Tell him hi for me.
- I will. Tell Dave hi for me. - I will.
- Bye. - Bye.
- Lane. - Yes, Mom.
- This is Young Chui. - Hi.
Hi.
- He will take you to the prom. - What?
Young Chui works for his father, who builds Adventist hospitals.
Young Chui will go to college at Loma Linda University.
He will return to work for his father, building Adventist hospitals.
Now, put your coat on.
Young Chui and his parents will drive you to Elks Lodge.
Ma.
I'm sure you're very nice.
Not a bus stop, door's that way.
- I have to talk to you. - Get your coat, we have to go.
No.
- No? - I can't go to the prom with Young Chui.
Why not? I thought you wanted to go to the prom.
I do want to go to the prom.
You said I could approve the boy you go to the prom with.
I did say that.
I found the boy, I approve of the boy. Now you go to the prom with the boy.
Mama, I'm sure Young Chui is very nice...
and I'm grateful you're letting me go to the prom, but I like someone else.
- Someone else? - Yes.
Someone else who?
Someone else who's been a good friend to this family...
who's proven himself to be of high moral character...
someone you yourself feels is worthy.
So worthy that you let him sit in our pew at church.
Who? Who did I let sit in our pew?
Dave Rygalski.
- The guitar player? - I know. Crazy, right?
I can hardly believe it myself, because to be quite honest with you...
when I first met him, when you hired him to play at Thanksgiving...
I didn't like him at all, he bugged me actually.
But the more you liked him and trusted him...
the more I saw the good in him, the God in him, actually...
and now I'm convinced. He's the boy I want to take me to prom.
He's not Korean.
Lane. Hey, Lane.
Is everything all right?
You're not Korean.
- I'm home. - Upstairs in the bathroom.
Hey.
- Oh, no. - Isn't she cute?
What happened?
The cork fell off and Jayne Mansfield over here bit.
Not the brightest fish in the pond but she's pretty.
- You caught a fish. - Yes.
- You brought it home. - Yes.
- How will you take a bath? - I don't know.
- How long will it live? - Hard to say.
- What'll you feed it? - See, this is why I don't fish.
- She is kind of cute. - And she has a great tail swish.
Besides bringing home a pet, how was the fishing?
Good, the lake was beautiful, snowy and sparkly...
and down the road from the Shahaela Lodge and Spa.
- I knew that. - How could you know that?
Alex told me.
Two dates and you're already in cahoots with each other.
What can I say? I'm wily.
So are you going out with him again? Camping?
Good.
Should we try to rehabilitate her, send her back into the wild?
I think she's already domesticated, baths and scented candles.
- We'll have to keep her. - Maybe we can train her to do tricks.
- Tomorrow. Night, Jayne. - Night, Jayne.
[Water splashing]