For the TWOP ficathon Final Challenge: A Little More Talk, A Lot Less Action.
A Conversation you'd never hear on the show. Must be dialogue only.
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Mother and daughter talk... at last.
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"Hmmm...Thank God the rain held off until today."
"Yes, I'm glad the good weather lasted for us. It would have been a disaster if it had rained last night."
"Hey, Rory? You okay over there, Kid?"
"Mom, do you remember the last line in Charlotte's Web?"
"This sure is delicious bacon, Zeke?"
"No, Mom. It was about how rare it is to find someone who is a good writer and a good friend and that Charlotte was both."
"Okay... Why are you thinking about that?"
"These just seem to be pretty worthy goals to have, don't you think? Being a good writer and a good friend, I mean."
"Yes, Rory, I think they do."
"Thank you, Grandma."
"Ladies! Sorry to interrupt but I have leftover wedding cake and coffee for all!"
"Oh Sookie, you are a saint, my friend! There is nothing better than cake and coffee on the Bloody Morning After—or, in this case, the Rainy Morning After... 'Cause... Oh man, I'm just too wiped out to be droll."
"Hangover still hangin', Sweetie?"
"That tin soldier will just not ride away... Oh, Yum! God, seriously Sookie, this cake is straight from heaven!"
"Rory, do you want a piece?"
"No thanks, Sookie, I'm going to just go upstairs now and lay down for awhile. Late night, you know. See you later, Grandma."
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"She okay?"
"She'll be fine."
"I've never known her to turn down cake before."
"She'll be fine."
"Okay, well I'll be in the kitchen if she changes her mind."
"Thank you, Sookie."
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"Does she have a broken heart?"
"Who?"
"You are well aware 'who'. My granddaughter, that's who. We are alone now, you can tell me."
"Oh, Mom... Yes, I believe she does..."
"Has some boy that I didn't know about broken up with her?"
"I shouldn't say, Mom. It's Rory's business. But there is much more to it than that. It is possible, sometimes, to break your own heart, I think."
"I see."
"Can we talk about something else, please?"
"All right. Everything was beautiful last night, Lorelai."
"Well, thanks Mom. I hope it all came off just the way you wanted."
"It did. Your hard work payed off. And the good citizens of Stars' Hollow added quite the color to the event. My friends really enjoyed all the eccentrics you seem to have such a large stock of around here."
"It was fun. Eccentrics, though? Yeah, I guess I can see that: Kirk being their crown prince. But at least it's nice and quiet around here today. I'm finally getting to really enjoy my Inn. It's nice."
"Despite the company?"
"I didn't say that!"
"No, you didn't. You didn't say it."
"The company's fine, Mom."
"You know, Lorelai, Rory's far too young for any kind of lasting relationship right now. She shouldn't be too serious about anyone at this point in her life—if that is her problem, of course."
"Hmmm...."
"What?"
"You sure wanted me in something lasting when I was much younger than she."
"That was different and you know it."
"Yes it was, but it still doesn't mean that it would have been right for me, despite the circumstances. You and I both know that it never would have lasted, Mom."
"Well, we'll never know now, Lorelai."
"I do. I know... But I want to say now... At least I think I should say (and, yes, I want to as well) that I am sorry about it, though... for your sake that is."
"What do you mean?"
"I'm sorry. I'm sorry I disappointed you back then. That's all. And I've never told you that. And now, that things are what they are... I mean, I know you had certain... ideas... certain ways... of being... in mind for me. And I'm sorry I couldn't be that for you. It just wasn't who I was... or am. And now I realize that you must have been very hurt by my choice and.... well, disappointed in me too. I guess it took... getting to this point in my life to really... understand... how you must have felt at that time.... So, I'm sorry."
"Lorelai, my God! What has happened with Rory? And what has happened to you?"
"Nothing!... But Mom, you know Chris and I never would have lasted, you do know that now, don't you?"
"Lorelai, stop trying to change the subject."
"No, that's the subject now. I'm on this subject: You know that it never would have lasted, Mom, don't you? Me and Chris and being sixteen? It wouldn't have worked. It couldn't have."
"Yes, I suppose I do. I do know that now, Lorelai."
"Well, that's... Wait! You do?"
"Yes, I do."
"Well, good. And, thank you, Mom."
"You're welcome. And thank you, Lorelai. You're still not going to talk to me about Rory though, are you?"
"It's her's, Mom. I told you that."
"All right. All right."
"So, tomorrow you and Dad go off to Hong Kong. You've been quite the traveler this summer."
"Yes, I guess I have."
"A second honeymoon! Very exciting! Very Elizabeth Taylor. And they said you two kids would never last!"
"Well, it hasn't always been easy."
"Wow, Mom, I believe that's the most you've ever said to me about you and dad."
"I believe you're right on that. Lorelai, is Rory going to be all right?"
"Oh, Mom... I think so. I think she just needs to focus in a little more sharply on the reality of who she is and who she wants to be in her life."
"But, I thought journalism...?"
"Well, yes, she does want to be a journalist. But Rory needs to be thinking about the big picture right now too, in terms of who she is and how she affects people in her life."
"That sounds quite dire."
"Yeah, it does... I don't know.... You know, Mom... I've focused so completely on her for so much of my life... Here I've been Eddie's best friend all these years, you know... but now, I wonder... I'm wondering..."
"Yes?"
"I wonder now if that was right. If I did things right. 'Cause I think the courtship is over."
"It's not like you to doubt yourself, Lorelai. And Rory's a wonderful girl."
"No, it isn't like me... I hope you won't hold that against me. And, yes, she is a wonderful girl."
"I appreciate your candor, Lorelai. And I'll tell you something now, one mother to another: You never know, until much later in life, and maybe not even then, what kind of lasting effects you will have had on your child."
"God, that saddens me more than I can say."
"I can certainly understand that. And so what about you, Lorelai?"
"What about me?"
"What about you and Luke?"
"Uh, where're you going on that, Mom?"
"What? I'm not allowed to ask?"
"What is it you want to know exactly?"
"Well, for instance: Will it last?"
"Yes."
"Well, good. Now, that wasn't so hard was it?"