Just One Week… Part Six
Disclaimer: Though both authors are supremely ingenious, neither came up with the premises for this show. But the overwhelming creativity has overflowed and the result is what you have before you.
Authors' Note: This is written by two best friends, a blonde and a brunette… quite ironic, but we won't get into any jokes.
Sorry about the issues that my computer has… I think we've figured it all out.
PART SIX:
Cut to Rory and Lane who have collapsed on the bed.
Rory: My mother would not get married unless I was there.
Lane: Thanks. These pajamas are really comfortable.
Rory: There's no way I'm a Danes. If Mom got married, should I change my last name too?
Lane: Are they flannel?
Rory: Rory Danes. Rory, no, Lorelai Leigh Danes. Rory Gilmore. Rory Danes.
Lane: The little green men are cute, but I think they're looking at me.
Rory: What?
Lane: The green men on the pajamas.
Rory: They glow in the dark.
Lane: No way! I'm gonna go try them out in the bathroom.
Rory: Have fun.
Lane: Are you gonna call your Mom?
Rory: What would I say to her? If she got married, what do I say? How do I explain that strangers took us out for a night on the town? During her wedding!
Lane: Do you really think she got married?
Rory: No!
Lane: Then why are you dwelling on it? It seems to me that this conversation is completely pointless and unnecessary.
Rory: True. I'll call her now.
Lane: Good.
(Rory dials)
Lorelai's Voice: Hey there, Lorelai and Rory aren't home, but if you leave a message and we like you, we'll call you back. So after the beep, ok? Beep. Haha- gotcha! Try again. Beep. Ok, so you only fell for it the first time… (beep)
Rory: Mom, where are you? I can't believe you're not home. Well, call me. Bye. (hangs up)
(Rory dials)
Lorelai's voice: Hey, you've reached Lorelai's purse or pocket, I'm not sure. Which may be part of the reason that I'm not answering. Leave a message.
Rory, I'm done saying it. How do I turn it off? Oh that button -- (beep)
Rory: Ok Mom. This isn't funny. I'm getting really worried right now. I'm considering calling Grandma. Now you're the one worried, eh? Call me. Bye (hangs up)
Lane: No luck? Maybe she's on her honeymoon.
Rory: LANE! Not funny! I think I'm gonna have to call my Grandma.
Lane: Really? Rory, there has to be another option to try first…
Cut to Luke and Lorelai in Luke's apartment. They're sitting on the couch, but Lorelai is dead to the world, drooling on Luke's plaid shirt.
Luke: And I thought coffee was supposed to keep people awake.
(phone rings)
Luke: Jess?
Rory: No it's Rory. I need you to help me.
Luke: What did they do to you? I'll kill them.
Rory: Who? What? Luke? My Mom has fallen off the face of the earth.
Luke: Oh, that's no big deal. But does she always drool this much?
Rory: Drool? What do you know about my Mom's drooling habits? Oh my goodness! Luke, you two didn't really get ma… I can't say it!
Luke: What?
Rory: She wouldn't! Not without me.
Luke: Again- what?
Rory: Not that I have anything against you, but I thought she would have at least waited for me to get back. It's only four more days.
Luke: Still lost.
Rory: We'll pack up now and be home by morning.
Luke: Why? Rory- stop. You're almost as bad as your mother.
Rory: Then why did you marry her?
Luke: Marry who?
Rory: My mom!
Luke: I did not marry your mother.
Rory: Yes you did!
Luke: I think I would know.
Rory: Then which Mrs. Trixie Danes called the hotel?
Luke: Your mom calls herself Trixie?
Rory: That is totally besides the point.
Luke: Rory- we didn't get married. Believe me, I was in as much shock as you were when I heard "Mrs. Danes" leaving a message at some Holiday Inn. Does she do this often? Maybe that's why I've been getting calls for the lady of the house. They wanted to give me a free manicure.
Rory: Oooh, manicure?!? Argh- wait. I just need to find my mother.
Luke: Oh, she's right here.
Rory: Put her on!
Luke: You're only gonna hear some really heavy breathing. Has she ever had that checked out?
Rory: You're sleeping with my Mom?
Luke: No. She's sleeping on me.
Rory: Aaah! I'm gonna hang up and pretend this conversation never happened.
Luke: No, Rory. You aren't getting this. She was worried about you and didn't want to be alone, so we came upstairs as opposed to becoming the focus of Miss Patty's gossip column tomorrow.
Rory: And you think Miss Patty didn't notice you guys go upstairs?
Luke: Are you ok? You guys are still safe?
Rory: Ya, we're fine.
Luke: Good. I should go now.
Rory: OK. Say hi to my Mom when she comes to. Tell her not to call too early.
Luke: Got it. Night.
Rory: Goodnight Luke.
(hangs up)
Lane: Well?
Rory: They're all good. Mom's at Luke's. I need sleep.
Lane: OK, but you're telling me everything over breakfast.
Rory: Yup.
Lane: Night.
Rory: Night.
Cut to Lorelai waking up the next morning on Luke's couch.
Lorelai: Ok… really confused right now. Oooh- I smell coffee. No way. This is Luke's place. What happened last night? Rory! I'm gonna kill her. If she's not already dead. My baby. My head hurts. OK, Lorelai. Coffee first, then try to think.
Cut to Lorelai entering the diner from the back.
Miss Patty: Oh Lorelai, be a dear and fill my coffee.
Lorelai: Sure. One for you, one for me.
Miss Patty: So what were you doing in the back there? I thought Luke didn't like it when you were behind the counter. Isn't that the shirt you were wearing yesterday?
Lorelai: I haven't finished my coffee, so my brain is still trying to process everything you just said. I'll get back to you in a bit.
Miss Patty: Of course, dear. (wink, wink)
Lorelai (to Luke, who just walked over): Miss Patty is winking at me.
Luke: She must like you.
Lorelai: No, see I think it's because I came from the back and I'm wearing the same clothes that I woke up in, which strangely enough are the same clothes as yesterday.
Luke: Right.
Lorelai: So I remember up to me sitting on the counter, drinking out of the coffee pot, surrounded by phones, but none of them rang. And I think I was freaking out quite a bit, but you might have to fill in some of the blanks for me.
Luke: Look, we went upstairs so you could wait on the couch, and you fell asleep. I didn't want to wake you. Or rather, I couldn't wake you. I think you went into a caffeine comatose thing.
Lorelai: Haha. Now back to the fact that I was surrounded with phones. I seem to recall that have something to do with Rory, who just may be dead right now. She never called. She could have been kidnapped or killed. There could be a ransom note waiting for me at home. I can't believe this.
Luke: She called.
Lorelai: When?!?!
Luke: About an hour after you fell asleep.
Lorelai: Why didn't you wake me?
Luke: As I said before, you were dead to the world.
Lorelai: Well, was she ok? What happened?
Luke: She's ok. They're both safe and it sounds like they are having a lot of fun. Except that she was worried that you'd fallen off the face of the earth.
Lorelai: I have to call her.
Luke: Ya, go use the phone upstairs.
Lorelai: Thanks, Lukie.
Disclaimer: Though both authors are supremely ingenious, neither came up with the premises for this show. But the overwhelming creativity has overflowed and the result is what you have before you.
Authors' Note: This is written by two best friends, a blonde and a brunette… quite ironic, but we won't get into any jokes.
Sorry about the issues that my computer has… I think we've figured it all out.
PART SIX:
Cut to Rory and Lane who have collapsed on the bed.
Rory: My mother would not get married unless I was there.
Lane: Thanks. These pajamas are really comfortable.
Rory: There's no way I'm a Danes. If Mom got married, should I change my last name too?
Lane: Are they flannel?
Rory: Rory Danes. Rory, no, Lorelai Leigh Danes. Rory Gilmore. Rory Danes.
Lane: The little green men are cute, but I think they're looking at me.
Rory: What?
Lane: The green men on the pajamas.
Rory: They glow in the dark.
Lane: No way! I'm gonna go try them out in the bathroom.
Rory: Have fun.
Lane: Are you gonna call your Mom?
Rory: What would I say to her? If she got married, what do I say? How do I explain that strangers took us out for a night on the town? During her wedding!
Lane: Do you really think she got married?
Rory: No!
Lane: Then why are you dwelling on it? It seems to me that this conversation is completely pointless and unnecessary.
Rory: True. I'll call her now.
Lane: Good.
(Rory dials)
Lorelai's Voice: Hey there, Lorelai and Rory aren't home, but if you leave a message and we like you, we'll call you back. So after the beep, ok? Beep. Haha- gotcha! Try again. Beep. Ok, so you only fell for it the first time… (beep)
Rory: Mom, where are you? I can't believe you're not home. Well, call me. Bye. (hangs up)
(Rory dials)
Lorelai's voice: Hey, you've reached Lorelai's purse or pocket, I'm not sure. Which may be part of the reason that I'm not answering. Leave a message.
Rory, I'm done saying it. How do I turn it off? Oh that button -- (beep)
Rory: Ok Mom. This isn't funny. I'm getting really worried right now. I'm considering calling Grandma. Now you're the one worried, eh? Call me. Bye (hangs up)
Lane: No luck? Maybe she's on her honeymoon.
Rory: LANE! Not funny! I think I'm gonna have to call my Grandma.
Lane: Really? Rory, there has to be another option to try first…
Cut to Luke and Lorelai in Luke's apartment. They're sitting on the couch, but Lorelai is dead to the world, drooling on Luke's plaid shirt.
Luke: And I thought coffee was supposed to keep people awake.
(phone rings)
Luke: Jess?
Rory: No it's Rory. I need you to help me.
Luke: What did they do to you? I'll kill them.
Rory: Who? What? Luke? My Mom has fallen off the face of the earth.
Luke: Oh, that's no big deal. But does she always drool this much?
Rory: Drool? What do you know about my Mom's drooling habits? Oh my goodness! Luke, you two didn't really get ma… I can't say it!
Luke: What?
Rory: She wouldn't! Not without me.
Luke: Again- what?
Rory: Not that I have anything against you, but I thought she would have at least waited for me to get back. It's only four more days.
Luke: Still lost.
Rory: We'll pack up now and be home by morning.
Luke: Why? Rory- stop. You're almost as bad as your mother.
Rory: Then why did you marry her?
Luke: Marry who?
Rory: My mom!
Luke: I did not marry your mother.
Rory: Yes you did!
Luke: I think I would know.
Rory: Then which Mrs. Trixie Danes called the hotel?
Luke: Your mom calls herself Trixie?
Rory: That is totally besides the point.
Luke: Rory- we didn't get married. Believe me, I was in as much shock as you were when I heard "Mrs. Danes" leaving a message at some Holiday Inn. Does she do this often? Maybe that's why I've been getting calls for the lady of the house. They wanted to give me a free manicure.
Rory: Oooh, manicure?!? Argh- wait. I just need to find my mother.
Luke: Oh, she's right here.
Rory: Put her on!
Luke: You're only gonna hear some really heavy breathing. Has she ever had that checked out?
Rory: You're sleeping with my Mom?
Luke: No. She's sleeping on me.
Rory: Aaah! I'm gonna hang up and pretend this conversation never happened.
Luke: No, Rory. You aren't getting this. She was worried about you and didn't want to be alone, so we came upstairs as opposed to becoming the focus of Miss Patty's gossip column tomorrow.
Rory: And you think Miss Patty didn't notice you guys go upstairs?
Luke: Are you ok? You guys are still safe?
Rory: Ya, we're fine.
Luke: Good. I should go now.
Rory: OK. Say hi to my Mom when she comes to. Tell her not to call too early.
Luke: Got it. Night.
Rory: Goodnight Luke.
(hangs up)
Lane: Well?
Rory: They're all good. Mom's at Luke's. I need sleep.
Lane: OK, but you're telling me everything over breakfast.
Rory: Yup.
Lane: Night.
Rory: Night.
Cut to Lorelai waking up the next morning on Luke's couch.
Lorelai: Ok… really confused right now. Oooh- I smell coffee. No way. This is Luke's place. What happened last night? Rory! I'm gonna kill her. If she's not already dead. My baby. My head hurts. OK, Lorelai. Coffee first, then try to think.
Cut to Lorelai entering the diner from the back.
Miss Patty: Oh Lorelai, be a dear and fill my coffee.
Lorelai: Sure. One for you, one for me.
Miss Patty: So what were you doing in the back there? I thought Luke didn't like it when you were behind the counter. Isn't that the shirt you were wearing yesterday?
Lorelai: I haven't finished my coffee, so my brain is still trying to process everything you just said. I'll get back to you in a bit.
Miss Patty: Of course, dear. (wink, wink)
Lorelai (to Luke, who just walked over): Miss Patty is winking at me.
Luke: She must like you.
Lorelai: No, see I think it's because I came from the back and I'm wearing the same clothes that I woke up in, which strangely enough are the same clothes as yesterday.
Luke: Right.
Lorelai: So I remember up to me sitting on the counter, drinking out of the coffee pot, surrounded by phones, but none of them rang. And I think I was freaking out quite a bit, but you might have to fill in some of the blanks for me.
Luke: Look, we went upstairs so you could wait on the couch, and you fell asleep. I didn't want to wake you. Or rather, I couldn't wake you. I think you went into a caffeine comatose thing.
Lorelai: Haha. Now back to the fact that I was surrounded with phones. I seem to recall that have something to do with Rory, who just may be dead right now. She never called. She could have been kidnapped or killed. There could be a ransom note waiting for me at home. I can't believe this.
Luke: She called.
Lorelai: When?!?!
Luke: About an hour after you fell asleep.
Lorelai: Why didn't you wake me?
Luke: As I said before, you were dead to the world.
Lorelai: Well, was she ok? What happened?
Luke: She's ok. They're both safe and it sounds like they are having a lot of fun. Except that she was worried that you'd fallen off the face of the earth.
Lorelai: I have to call her.
Luke: Ya, go use the phone upstairs.
Lorelai: Thanks, Lukie.