- Get the wrapper. - What wrapper?
- The Tootsie Roll wrapper. - What Tootsie Roll wrapper?
- The one at your feet. - I don't see it.
- It's right there. - Where?
Stop arguing with me, my parents are watching.
Have you seen these guys? They're hilarious.
- I got it. - Why are you holding it like that?
'Cause when Lane left it, it was a very different color.
Sure she'll want it? It's been left alone at a keg party.
That backpack is permanently scarred. That backpack is Zelda Fitzgerald.
- Well, Zelda is going home. - Okay.
Your first cop-raided party. I am just so proud.
- I wish I could've been there. - It was no big deal.
Did they bring the paddy wagon?
Yeah, but we snuck out of the speakeasy and headed for the Algonquin.
- How was Benchley? - Drunk again.
Tell me more about the party. I know the end. What happened in the middle?
Lane's band played, they were great, and then people hung out and talked...
and then there was some sort of fight, I guess, and the cops came, that's it.
I'm in bed. I have 10 more minutes to sleep.
Not a lot of time in the grand scheme of things, but 10 minutes is 10 minutes.
- Sure. - Ten minutes is great.
And then the phone rings. And it just rings and rings. So I pick it up.
And got your hearing checked?
- Can I finish? - That's a lot of rings.
On the other end of phone is someone named John, who says he's Kyle's father...
and Kyle threw a party last night without permission...
and two guys got into a fight and tore the place apart.
So John wants me to come down and take a look at the damage...
and discuss some sort of solution to the problem of the damages.
Now, I don't know John and I certainly don't know Kyle...
but I do know someone who would get into a fight at a party...
and leave the place completely trashed.
It's a wild guess, but I think his name rhymes with Tess.
So here I am, heading in there to talk to John about Kyle...
and discuss what is to be done about the Hummel.
- The what? - Exactly.
Let's get back to the party recap. Any little details you want to tell Mommy?
Jess and Dean got into the fight.
- Over you. - I was a contributing factor.
- Was anyone hurt? - No.
That's why the cops came and broke up the party?
So not only did you go to a cop-raided party, but you started the raid?
This fence is broken and this crap is on the ground because of you.
What's your point?
[Singing Wind Beneath My Wings by Bette Midler]
Oh, my God.
- These muffins, they're brilliant. - Tell us you sell your muffin mix.
These people want to throw roses at your feet.
I will let them.
Listen, Sookie, Dennis and I and a bunch of us others...
wondered if you offered cooking classes.
Cooking classes.
Some of the better B & Bs have them on the itinerary.
- Of course they do. So we do, too. - We will be your disciples.
We're gonna have so much fun. We'll start with spreads and jams.
And if there's time, desserts. I have this chocolate bomb...
But breads, and soups.
- Sookie, hon, we don't have a kitchen. - Right.
- There's no kitchen? - Okay, not a problem.
- You'll all come to my house. - Can't wait.
Cheers.
Make a note. If the guests are gonna wear robes downstairs...
we need to buy ones with thicker material.
Really. Seeing the sunlight hit Dennis gave me a whole new respect for Peg.
Listen, Jackson's up in Rochester today helping his cousin rebuild his Nova.
He'll be home late, so you know what that makes me?
- Available? - Like an intern.
What are you and Rory doing?
I'm open. Rory's got plans with the grandparents.
- I didn't know you were back in touch. - I'm not, Rory is.
At least the family pressure is off you.
- That's good, right? - I don't know.
Before this whole Friday-night-dinner thing...
I didn't see them regularly, and we didn't talk regularly.
So it wasn't weird when I didn't see or talk to them regularly.
- You miss them. - No.
I feel like I'm not doing something I'm supposed to do. I feel guilty.
- What are you gonna do? - I'm gonna hope it passes.
Sounds healthy.
"Blessed are they who mourn: for they will be comforted.
ALL: [Reciting] "Blessed are the meek: for they shall inherit the earth.
"Blessed are they..."
So, how are you? How were things last night?
You mean, after my drunken call to my mother?
Yeah, what happened when you got home?
- I'm not sure. - What do you mean, you're not sure?
After I finished with my Farrelly brothers audition in the bushes...
- thanks for the hair-holding by the way... - Anytime.
Dave dropped me off at home.
He wanted to come in, but he's an only child...
and I saw no reason for his family line to end with him.
- So I went in and he left. - And?
The place was dark.
- No Mrs. Kim? - No Mrs. Kim.
No Mrs. Kim.
So, of course, I panicked. What does this mean?
When I'm home 10 minutes late from Bible study, she has a cow.
But I call her drunk, tell her I'm at a party...
I'm a drummer in a band and in love with a non-Korean.
I expected there to be backup.
Aunts, uncles, cousins, pulled out from villages I've never heard of.
- But nothing. - I don't understand.
So I go upstairs to make sure everything's okay...
I look in her room and she's in bed asleep.
No.
Then, this morning I get up...
I go in the kitchen, where she's making breakfast, and I say:
- "Good morning, Mama." - And?
She turns around, looks right at me and says:
- "Good morning, Lane." - Really?
And those were the last words she said to me all day.
- So she's freezing you out. - No, it was more Stepford than cold.
You know, very calm, very serene.
Okay, well, let's think.
Maybe she didn't hear you.
- I was drunk, I could have slurred. - Exactly.
Maybe she thought you said you were at a smarty...
playing clock music, drinking fear...
and in love with Rave Smigchowsty.
- And how would that be better? - It's much less clear.
- What is that smell? - Your backpack.
"Blessed are they which are...
[Speaking quickly] "persecuted for righteousness' sake:
"for theirs is the kingdom of heaven."
- You have to talk to her. - I can't talk to her.
What are you going to do?
First off, I volunteered to work this table for the next two months...
and I said I'd go to the Seventh-day Adventist college and live at home.
- Lane, no. - And I told Dave to forget about the prom.
- There's no way that's going to happen. - I'm sorry.
Don't be, it's my fault.
"...and utter all evil against you falsely because of me. "Amen.
Okay, let's go.
- Sorry, David. - No problem, Archie.
[Rabbi praying in Hebrew]
Excuse me, I'd like some ham.
- Be right back. - But I'd like some ham!
- Is this what I ordered? - Yes.
- You know what you want yet? - No. Not yet.
You know what might help? Opening the menu.
Yes, thank you for the tip.
- I need ham. - No ham.
- We got a shipment of ham yesterday. - No ham.
There's a lady who's been asking for ham for the last 20 minutes.
If I go back there empty-handed, there's a 50/50 chance that she'll eat me.
- No ham. - Then sew some bacon together...
because that woman is getting ham.
Excuse me, this isn't what I... Thank you.
Who ordered this? Look in front of you.
If there's nothing there and there should be then this is yours.
Here.
- Well? - What?
- You know what you want yet? - I'll just have more coffee.
More coffee coming up. Glad to make your dining dreams come true.
[Singing Candy man by Sammy Davis Jr.]
Yes, that's right, "The Candy Man can..."
"'Cause he mixes it with love and makes the world taste good."
And I, ladies and gentlemen, am the Candy Man.
Your candy man.
I'm mixing it with love and making Stars Hollow taste good.
- Move. - In a second, Jess. Give him a taffy.
I come to announce to one and all...
that the day we all thought would never get here has arrived.
- Arbor Day? - No.
- The day of reckoning? - No.
The day the music died?
- Give me a taffy. - What?
I've got a million of them, give me a taffy.
As I was saying, the big day has arrived.
The opening of Taylor's Old-fashioned Soda Shoppe...
and Candy Store.
Tomorrow from 12:00 to 6:00, there will be fun, balloons, ice cream...
and old-fashioned penny candy for just $1 apiece.
Come at noon, stay all day.
Where the hell have you been? This place is a freaking zoo.
Every table's full and Sammy Davis Jr. Here thinks it's The Desert Inn.
- I had to run an errand. - Everyone's complaining.
We're out of ham, Caesar's decided to join the Slow Food movement...
and I've got a guy who's moved in at a table for four...
making it impossible for me to turn over that table.
If I can't turn over that table, then that cuts back on my tips.
- I'm sorry, don't you mean my tips? - What?
You know where I was this morning?
I was at Kyle's, his parents called me this morning.
It seems a party you went to got a little Animal House.
Dean started it.
You're not really going to use that one, are you?
He sucker-punched me and I was just defending myself.
Apparently you defended yourself...
right through the house and into the front yard.
You defended yourself with a chair that's now broken.
You defended yourself with a coffee table and with an ottoman.
I don't need a recap.
Do you know how much damage you caused?
- Dean caused it, too. - The place was trashed.
Dean trashed it, too.
- Are you trying to kill me? - Nope, it'll just be a perk.
Okay. Here's the deal.
From now on, every cent you make here goes toward paying them back.
- What about... - Dean's paying them back, also.
- How do you know? - 'Cause he was at Kyle's house.
You're kidding.
He had already worked out a financial agreement with the parents...
and was helping put a fence back up.
He's going to make some woman a fine doormat someday.
You're making good on this.
- I have to get more coffee. - Every cent is getting paid back.
I never want those people calling me again.
You left your wallet.
Okay, here's the problem:
Every single one of my skirts is either too long or too short...
for this season's acceptable lengths...
which means I either have to alter or shop.
"To be, or not to be..."
Wait till you care what In Style thinks of you.
What time will you be home?
We have to go over the special edition of the Franklin.
We're behind 'cause Paris can't let anything go to print...
unless she's proofed it a million times.
- Can you say "crazy, anal micro-manager"? - Not five times fast.
- I'll be home by 10:00. - All I needed to know.
- I forgot my notes. - I put them in your bedroom.
- Hello? - Hi, Mom.
Yes, it's me.
- So, how are you? - I'm fine.
- Good, how's Dad? - He's fine.
Also good.
- May I speak with Rory, please? - You can't speak with Rory.
- Why not? - Because I called you.
You cannot request a switch when a person calls you.
- I'm sure she's standing right there. - Not the point.
If you want to talk to Rory, you have to call.
When I answer the phone, you can ask for Rory.
But you didn't call, I called. So you cannot ask for Rory.
- What do you want? - I just wanted to see how you were.
I haven't seen you for a while.
- Your choice. - No, your choice, Mom.
It was you who called off Friday-night dinners.
I called off the obligation for Friday-night dinners.
You are the one who called off... I didn't call to argue.
- Fine, let's not argue. - Come on, Mom. This is silly.
I mean, think back to before the whole Friday-night-dinner thing.
We still had a relationship.
The one where I would trick you into calling me...
by leaving a message saying I had something important to tell you...
but I wouldn't include the details so you had no choice but to call me?
And when you did call we'd talk about the weather...
you'd ask about the DAR...
and put Rory on the phone even when she was too young to talk?
- It was not always like that. - It was always like that.
Very well. The weather is fine...
the DAR is staging a luncheon at the library next week...
you said I couldn't talk to Rory, so I think you've fulfilled your obligation.
- Okay, Mom, fine. Have a nice day. - Same to you.
[Phone ringing]
It's for you.
- Sorry. - The issue is a disaster.
Our last issue of the Franklin's a disaster.
It can't be that bad.
That's why you won't need to Botox your wrinkles at 19.
Not that picture, no. Put it down.
- How's it coming? - Very frustrating.
We can't seem to get exactly the right combination.
How about blue dress, blond guy, black limo, works for me.
Green dress, red-haired guy, white limo works best for me.
White limo with blonde guy doesn't work. Too washed-out.
I assume this veered off of the cover-page placement.
How about black-haired guy, green dress and tan limo?
Good neutral backdrop.
This opens up a new set of options. Bring the golf team in.
Why don't I just get these pesky Franklin articles out of your way?
- What're you doing? - Working on the front-page placement.
- What're they doing? - Staying true to who they are.
Prom happens once, it's photographed and it's there forever.
Planning is essential.
There's space for you in the limo. We'll need your dress color.
And Jamie's picture.
And the flexibility your dress color allows.
And Jamie.
Thanks. We've already made our plans for prom night.
Jamie hired a car to take us. We'll go in, take the picture...
depending on the level of lameness, dance.
Then he's taking me to dinner followed by a helicopter ride...
to join his parents in Martha's Vineyard for the weekend.
- What color is the helicopter? - As you were.
Have you figured out your plans for prom night?
No. But Stars Hollow is a much more casual kind of prom.
Less Cinderella, more Footloose.
- It's still a prom. - It is still a prom.
I can't wait.
It's my own fault, I poked a slumbering bear with a stick.
I reached out and initiated contact with Emily Gilmore.
I get what I deserve.
- You're a bad girl. - And you know what really stinks?
They're having Rory over tonight for a movie night.
- Movie night? That's your thing with her. - Exactly.
What's next, a "stay home and dance in your underwear to The Monkees" night?
- They may just steal that, too. - What's going on?
- Oh, my God. - Fran.
Poor thing.
- I don't believe it. - Such a great lady.
Great lady.
Eighty-three on her last birthday. Good, long life.
We should all be so lucky.
- I'm gonna miss her. - Me, too.
I guess this'll put that old inn of hers on the market.
Right, she wanted to keep it as long as she was alive.
And now...
- Oh, my God. - What?
Do you think because we wanted the property so much we killed Fran?
- What? - Through the power of our minds.
- No. We wished for the property, not this. - But you never know with karma.
- Look, we loved Fran, right? - Yes, we did.
And whether or not we get the Dragonfly Inn...
has nothing to do with her dying right now.
Right. Sort of.
We don't know what's happening with the inn.
- Fran has no heirs. - You never know.
Some long-lost gold-toothed cousin could come out of the woodwork...
inherit it and turn it into a beauty salon or law offices.
Not our Dragonfly.
If we're meant to have the Dragonfly Inn, then we're meant to have it.
Right. Like Doris Day.
- "Que sera..." - "Sera."
Let's focus on Fran and how much we loved her...
- and not think about the inn at all. - Okay.
- You're thinking about it. - Just where to put the wood-burning oven.
We'll put it in the apartment we're sharing in hell.
- Let's buy flowers. - Yeah, lots and lots of flowers.
This is a really nice chair.
- Is it old? - Old enough.
It's really nice.
The back is very sturdy and the legs are all the same length...
and the wood looks like it was a tree at some point...
which is good for wood, because it was.
[Knocking on door]
- Could you get that, please? - Yes, Mama.
- Why are you here? - I want to see your mother.
- What? - Excuse me.
Dave, wait!
- Excuse me. I need to speak with you. - I am busy.
A few weeks ago, you told me that Lane had a crush on me.
I have a crush on her, too.
I know you have very strict rules about dating and boys...
but I just want you to know that I am a good person.
I don't smoke or drink, I've never gotten a ticket.
I am healthy. I take care of myself. I floss.
I never watch more than 30 minutes of television...
partly because I think it's a waste of time and partly because there's nothing on.
I respect my parents. I do well in school. I never play video games...
in case they do prove that playing them can turn you into a serial killer.
I don't drink coffee. I hate soda because the carbonation freaks me out.
I'll give up meat if you feel strongly about it.
I don't mind wearing a tie.
I enjoyed playing those hymns on my guitar...
and I really, really want to take your daughter to the prom.
Please don't make me repeat that list again.
"Let never day nor night unhallow'd pass..."
"But still remember what the Lord hath done."
Okay, thank you.
- Did you hear what she said? - Yes.
- What did it mean? - I don't know.
- Was it a yes, was it a no? - I'm not sure.
It's got to be from the Bible. I'll do some research, look on the Internet.
- I'll call you when I know something. - Okay.
I am so writing him a song tonight.
[Knocking on door]
MAN: [On TV] Boston was two points behind with three seconds left, when...
You left your wallet in the diner.
Wow, did I?
Look at that, I did. Thanks for bringing it back.
No problem.
I really like this driver's license picture.
You can imagine what a drag it would be to replace...
- What are you doing here? - Just passing through.
- Passing through from where? - California.
I've been there for a few years. Seems to be working out.
- Well, glad to hear it. - Yeah.
- So what are you doing here? - Nothing really, just...
- He hasn't missed you. - I'm sure that he hasn't.
- Never says a word about you. - Wouldn't expect him to.
Do you know why he doesn't miss you?
Because you're a loser, and nobody misses a loser.
It's been 17 years.
You remember how long it's been, I am impressed.
- I always could count. - And your list of attributes ends there.
Okay, so I guess we're not playing nice anymore.
You know the last time I saw you was right after Liz gave birth.
You were going to go out and buy some diapers...
and meet us back at the apartment. Remember that?
You went out, but you never came back.
A lot of time has passed and a lot of things have changed.
- Really, like what things? You? - Yes, me. Maybe. Why not?
Come on. You never called before, why now?
What do you want, money? 'Cause he doesn't have any.
- I don't need money. - I don't have any, either.
- So the look is a choice? - I just wanted to...
I don't know. See him.
- Why now? - I don't know.
I just thought it was time. You don't think it was time?
- You want my opinion on this subject? - Give me a break.
Give you a break?
I'm trying to keep him from falling off the
face of the earth, get him through school.
I got to be totally honest with you, Jimmy, I am not doing too well.
And the last thing he needs is a special appearance by his father...
who can't be here for any good reason.
There's no evil plan here. I have a job, a life.
I thought I'd come and...
Say hello, see if he looks like you, then what?
- What? - I don't know!
While you figure it out, let me plant this thought in your head.
If you do or say anything to upset Jess...
and make it harder for me to keep him on the right path...
I'll put your head through a wall. Any wall.
You can pick the wall, but it's going to be a wall. Okay?
I just wanted to see him.
Well, you saw him. Now get out of here.
[Door closing]
Fran was one of the first people I met when we moved here.
I know.
- First day here, I stopped in... - And asked her for directions to the inn.
She was so sweet. And, oh, my God, she loved you.
I didn't think she was going to let me leave the bakery with you.
She kept giving you cookies...
in a shameless attempt to buy your affections away from me.
And for a couple of weeks it worked.
For two weeks you kept staring at me like:
"You took me away from the cookies. I'm going to kill you."
Mom, can I just meet you at the church?
What're you planning, is it finally payback time?
I just need to stop in at Doose's and get something.
- Kleenex. We'll need Kleenex. - I'll come with you.
[Patty sobbing]
- Now it all starts. - What all starts, honey?
First Fran, then the rest of us.
Patty, it's not the plague, it was just her time.
- I can't go. - You can. Come on.
Just leave me!
- I'm going to get her to the church. - I'll meet you there.
[Sniffling]
It's times like these that you realize what is truly important in your life.
I am so glad I had all that sex.
Hurry, honey.
What are you looking at?
Thank you for coming. The grand opening has been postponed.
[Priest clearing throat]
Welcome, all.
The large number of people here today...
is a testament to how much Fran Weston has touched each one of us.
We'd like to start by inviting Marjorie Rogers, Fran's close friend...
to share a few words with us.
In 1955, Fran opened Weston's Bakery.
Back then she was the new kid on the block.
Soon thereafter, she hired me, a mother of three rug rats...
and a husband overseas. We became best friends. Still are.
That's so sweet.
- Will we still be friends when we're dead? - I will if you will.
Fran was, and is, Stars Hollow.
And to insure that her love and spirit continue...
Weston's Bakery will remain open and run by those...
who have Fran's heart in their hearts.
Of course, Fran's family has been here long before even Fran.
They opened the Dragonfly Inn back in 1893.
The Dragonfly Inn was once regarded as the Violet Lady...
the premiere inn in... [Electricity buzzing]
- What'd she say? - I heard "premiere inn," then squat.
- Is she still talking about the inn? - I don't know.
[Speech fading in and out] Inn... important role all...
think... it's special...
- She said "inn." - "Important" and "ing."
Set...
World War.
- She said "World War." - I or ll, where are we?
- She's pointing to somebody. - A man in a suit.
Does he have a gold tooth?
You guys, people are turning.
To you all.
- Did she say who gets the inn? - I don't know.
Thank you, Marjorie.
I'd like to point out that the time is 12:00p.m.
The time Fran would normally be opening her doors on Sunday after church...
welcoming us to join her in friendship at Weston's Bakery.
So, if we may at this time all bow our heads for a minute of silence...
to mark the passing of the soul of our dear departed friend.
[Band playing lively music]
No, the grand opening is canceled!
Sorry, folks. Stop, it is canceled!
As we close, I would like to honor a special request Fran had...
and that is to take one final stroll around the town square...
before going to her final resting place.
All those who would like to participate please assemble outside.
Walking with dead people is not my thing. Let's go.
- Where's Sookie? - Just giving our condolences.
And asking what you missed when the mike cut out?
The man is Brink. He's a lawyer and he's here to get Fran's affairs in order.
- Can we talk to him? - You have to get back to the inn.
And I've got those B & Bers waiting to learn how to make jam.
Let's get him now.
Our window of opportunity just slammed shut.
- Oh, great! - Now what?
We very respectfully hover in his vicinity until the walk is over.
Then we'll politely ask him to get in touch with us.
- Coming? - No, you guys go ahead.
I'll be in the back of the line...
so when the earth opens up and swallows you whole, I can tell the story.
- You were in there? - I got here late, so I hung in the back.
It was nice of you to come.
- She was a nice lady. - She was.
Listen, can I talk to you for a sec? We'll catch up, I promise.
- Okay... - What?
Come on.
Dean, what are you doing?
- Are you ready? - Yes, I'm ready.
I asked Lindsay to marry me.
And she said yes. So, what do you think?
I know, who would've thought... It's weird, but Lindsay is amazing.
I asked and she said yes, so I'm getting married.
- Say something. - Why?
- I don't mean why. I mean, why now? - Why not now?
You're 18, first of all. You're young.
You haven't gone to college yet. You are still going to college, aren't you?
Yes, I'm still going to college.
Lindsay is going to go with me.
You're going to be studying and taking classes.
You need to focus on that. You don't even know what you want to do.
And you haven't even been going out that long.
Just date for a while. Dating's fun.
- Thank you. - For what?
For your deep heartfelt congratulations.
You just took me by surprise.
So what? It's good news. You can't just be happy for me?
- I can, I am, I just... - You know what?
I'm sorry if you have a crappy relationship with Jess.
I'm sorry if he treats you like dirt...
and everyone hates him, but that was your choice.
I have a great girlfriend and I'm really happy.
When you left me, I thought I'd never be happy again.
- Jess does not treat me like dirt. - Whatever.
I just wanted you to hear it from me before it got out. Now you know.
Have a nice life.
Jess does not treat me like dirt!
- Mama, do you need any help? - No, thank you.
- I could get out the soy scones. - If you like.
- Tofutter? - Fine.
I'm sorry about the other night. I did everything wrong.
Everything you taught me not to do. I lied to you. I let you down.
I never intended to do that. I don't know how to fix it.
I'm going to try my hardest because I am so sorry.
I'll be upstairs if you need me. I'm going to my room.
I'm going to iron my dress for church and think about what I've done.
[Doorbell ringing]
I stayed up all night. I read the entire Bible cover to cover.
I don't know what it means. You have to tell me what it means.
Is it yes or no? I can't feel my right elbow anymore.
I don't know why, but I can't. Please, just tell me.
- I'm so tired. - It's not from the Bible.
- What? - It's Shakespeare, Henry VI.
I like to goof off now and then, too.
- Shakespeare? - That is a very difficult thing to do...
reading the Bible in one night. I have only done it three times.
You need great determination and excellent light. I'm very impressed.
- All right. - All right what?
You can go to the prom, but you cannot get married.
- That seems fair to me. - And me!
The person who's going upstairs to think about what she's done.
Lane is grounded until the prom, and for two months after.
You may call her on the phone every other day for 10 minutes and that is all.
- Understand? - Yes, ma'am. Thank you, Mrs. Kim.
Lane!
Thinking about what I've done!
Apparently we're all supposed to walk like Fran.
It's almost 4:00.
- Got to take some initiative here. - What are you doing?
Focus on the ground and look lost in grief.
Nice service.
This is a really nice idea, the walk around the square.
Great idea. I may steal it when I die.
Ask them to walk me around a benefit counter.
- Might freak out the makeover girls. - It's nice.
So, listen, my name is Lorelai Gilmore and this is Sookie St. James.
I know this isn't the best time for this.
We were wondering if you had any idea what's going to happen to the Dragonfly?
Because we want it!
We actually talked to Fran about buying it once.
- We work at the Independence Inn now. - The one that burned down?
Yes, but that was just an accident. There was a bad wire.
- A bad, bad wire. - That could have happened to anyone.
It should in no way reflect our inn-running abilities.
Can we discuss this a little later? This is heavy and I need to focus.
Let me help you here.
For a little woman... Sookie, will you?
We were just wondering, did she leave the Dragonfly to anyone?
No, she didn't.
Do you know what the family wants to do with it?
We haven't talked in depth. I'm sure they're going to sell it.
- We would really like to buy it. - And keep it as an inn.
- A wonderful inn. - Dedicated to Fran.
- We'll keep it the Dragonfly. - And we promise not to burn it down.
Yes, that's right. We could put that in the agreement.
- Here, why don't you... - Thank you.
- What do you say? - Excuse me, you're blocking her view.
- Sorry, Kirk. So you were saying? - I'll tell you what.
You contact me on Monday and we can discuss this.
As far as I'm concerned, if the check clears, it's all yours.
It's all ours.
[Suffragette City by David Bowie playing on radio]
[Door opening]
We're closed, learn to read.
You're the loser coffee guy.
It's not as cool as Bono, but I'll take it.
- We're... - Closed, I heard.
- Okay, so we're still... - I'm your father.
- What? - I'm your...
- Are you sure? - Am I... Yes, I'm sure.
I didn't mean to spring this on you. I thought Luke would've told you.
Luke would've told me?
He came to see me last night and he didn't tell you.
That's obvious, because you're still doing the staring with the frown.
You look... different.
- You want some coffee? - Sure.
Thanks.
- It's old. - Okay.
I got to go.
- I was negotiating at a funeral. - I saw.
Which might have been the most inappropriate thing to happen...
until that gnat flew into Kirk's mouth and he dropped the casket.
- It was a nice save. - I'm feeling so weird.
I'm completely sad about Fran.
- But the inn. It's really going to happen. - Seems like it.
Come here.
- That one would look great on you. - I don't know.
- Come back tomorrow and try it on. - Maybe.
Prom's coming up. We need to get you a dress.
- Unless you want me to make you one. - No.
We could hit the mall tomorrow after school. I could meet you in Hartford.
We could go to a fancy store where they'll follow us around.
I don't want to talk about dresses.
We've only talked about them for two minutes.
It feels like longer.
I don't know if I even need a dress. I don't know if I'm going to the prom.
- I thought Jess agreed. - That was before.
- Before what? - Before the party and the fight.
Before the thing in Kyle's bedroom.
Come with me.
We left off with the thing in Kyle's bedroom.
One minute he's happy, then he's not. He doesn't tell me anything, ever.
You're supposed to talk to your girlfriend. That's the point of having a girlfriend.
It is. Kyle's bedroom. What happened?
I'm tired of fighting, or not even fighting, because he won't fight.
He gets mad and disappears and then comes back.
I don't like how I feel, and I don't like what I do.
What you do where? In Kyle's bedroom?
I don't want to feel like this or sit around wondering when we'll talk...
if he's mad, why he's mad. I hate this.
You got to tell Mommy what happened in Kyle's bedroom!
Jess was upset. I went to look for him.
We were kissing. It seemed like he wanted to...
- Did you? - No, I didn't.
He got all weird, like he was mad at me.
If he was mad at you because you wouldn't have sex with him...
then he's a jerk.
I don't know if that's why he's mad or if he's mad.
I don't know anything because he won't talk.
He sulks, then disappears and when you're through with him...
he shows up at hockey games with Distiller tickets.
What Distiller tickets?
You don't know about that because I didn't tell you.
I was embarrassed. I didn't want to be that girl.
You don't want me to be that girl. After the hockey game I was.
What girl? Help me. Drag me along.
Who lets her boyfriend treat her like dirt and lies to her mom about it.
We need a breath here.
Something's going on with him, and it's been going on for a while.
You can't make him talk.
- He has to want to. - But why doesn't he want to?
Because it's probably hard for him.
We are not leaving. We are going to live and die in this car.
So find another friggin' spot!
I don't want to talk about it anymore. I'm tired of talking about it.
I'm just tired.
- So? - Nothing happened.
You hungry? I can make us some eggs.
I hear you went to see my father last night.
- I did. - Were you going to tell me?
- He came by? - He came by.
I didn't think he'd have the guts.
Jess, I don't like your father very much.
So because you don't like him, I can't know he's here.
- You know he's here. - No thanks to you.
Shouldn't have come from me.
You don't think you owed it to me to tell me? Prepare me?
I didn't. With everything that's going on here with you...
I hoped he would just walk away.
Once again, Jimmy makes the wrong move. What a shock.
Who are you to decide what the right move is?
I'm the one who's saving your ass constantly.
I'm the one who just wrote a check to Kyle's father...
so he wouldn't press charges against you.
I'm the one trying to knock sense into your thick head about the future.
- Here we go. - You don't take anything seriously...
that's why you're doing crappy in school.
You're smart. You read more than anyone I've seen.
There's no reason why you should be barely graduating.
- I'm not. - You're not what?
- I'm not graduating. - Yes, you are.
- No, I'm not. - Yes, you are.
We had an agreement that if you were going to live here...
- you would go to school and graduate. - Well, I didn't and I'm not.
What is wrong with you? Did you do this just to spite me?
- Forget it, it's done. - What's your life now?
Wal-Mart full-time? That's your great future?
Gonna take the plunge and buy yourself a second blue vest?
Maybe, why not? What's wrong with it? I mean, it's no diner.
I own this business, kid. I built it. This is mine.
I'm not at the mercy of some boss, waiting to be chosen employee...
of the month for an extra $200 and a plaque.
I am always employee of the month, the year, the century, the universe.
You should be so lucky to have a job like mine.
Here's what we're gonna do. You can live here one more year.
You will quit your job. You will take twelfth grade over again.
And you will graduate.
I'm not playing with you here. You quit your job, you go to school.
I'm not going back to school.
- So that's it? - Yeah, that's it.
Then you got to go.
I thought I smelled coffee.
Good morning, your highness. I trust you slept well.
To what do I owe this lovely display of domesticity?
Being brilliant, I figured you probably would not be in the mood...
to go to Luke's this morning.
So I thought we'd have a nice breakfast here.
- Hey. - Good?
- These are from Luke's. - What?
You got up, went to Luke's and brought this back.
- I sure as hell won't cook. - They're good.
I put them on a plate, the way you like them.
There it is.
"Mr. and Mrs. Lister announce the engagement of their daughter..."
"Lindsay Anne to Dean Forrester, son of Randy and Barbara Forrester."
A good-looking couple.
If the kids can sing, there's no stopping them.
I don't understand why they need to get married.
Maybe they have to before he grows so tall she can't talk to him anymore.
- I really do want him to be happy. - You're good in that department.
Some people marry young and everything turns out fine.
Absolutely.
- That would be nice. - We'll keep a good thought.
Here's a picture of Kirk pinned by the casket.
That's a good one.
It's bad enough this had to happen, but his pants splitting, too?
I hope he never takes too close a look at his life.
- Amen. This goes on the fridge, right? - Yeah. Absolutely.
[Brakes screeching]
- Can I sit? - Sure. Sit.
I thought you took an earlier bus.
My first class got canceled today.
What's been going on?
Nothing much. Fran died. I went to her funeral yesterday.
- Luke went, too. - I saw him there.
He was in the back.
I can't go to the prom.
I couldn't get tickets.
Sorry.
[Brakes screeching]
This is my stop.
- You'll call me? - Yeah. I'll call you.