I'll Fix It by Ane Berentsen

In Rory's room at Yale. Rory, who's sitting on her bed, is dialing a number on her cell.

In Lorelai's hallway. The phone is ringing, Lorelai comes running in and answers it.

LORELAI: Hello?

RORY: Hey Mum, it's me.

LORELAI: Someone who calls me "mum"...who could that be?

RORY: Ha ha, very funny. Look, I'm calling because I was wondering if we have any books by Ibsen. One of the professors recommended the class to read some of his work, and now, all his books are gone from the library.

LORELAI: I don't think we have any of that, you're the one who's bought all the books in this house.

RORY: I didn't think so either. Thanks anyway.

LORELAI: Wait, don't hang up. Why don't you call Grandpa? He has like a billion books in his office.

RORY: Good idea, I'll call right now.

LORELAI: OK. See you on Friday.

RORY: Sure. In the mean time, don't do anything I wouldn't.

LORELAI: Except from making out with Luke, snacking before breakfast and going to bed without brushing my teeth, you mean?

RORY: OK, just do whatever you want.

LORELAI: You got it, babe.

They both hang up. Rory dials a new number.

At Richard and Emily's. Their maid answers the phone.

MAID: Gilmore residence?

EMILY (Yelling, in the background): I'm telling you, I'm not going!

RICHARD(Yelling, in the background): We have to go! It's expected that we both show up.

RORY: This is Rory Gilmore, I'm the granddaughter of the yelling people, can I talk to one of them, please.

MAID: Sure, hold on.

Emily comes to the phone.

EMILY: Rory, are you there?

RORY: Yes, Grandma. How are you?

EMILY: I'd be fine, if it wasn't for your stubborn grandfather. I'm telling you, that side of the family is where your mother has got it from.

RORY: I bet. Anyway, I'm just calling to see if Grandpa has got any books by Ibsen, do you know?

EMILY: I think he does. Are you looking for something special?

RORY: No, not really.

EMILY: Well, why don't you come by tomorrow? I'll ask your grandfather to check his bookshelf.

RORY: OK, I guess I could do that. I'll be there around...six.

EMILY: Fine, dear. See you then.

RORY: See you.

After they hang up, Emily turns back to Richard and the yelling is on again.

INTRO: "WHERE YOU LEAD".

In the kitchen at the Inn. Sookie is cutting vegetables, Lorelai enters.

SOOKIE: Hey, I just had this great idea. What if I mix up some cookie dough, and we let the guests bake cookies, you know, if they want to?

LORELAI: Good idea. (Grabs a piece of carrot from the table and eats it while she's thinking about something. Starts talking with food in her mouth).You know what, that is just one of the things that my new little brother or sister will miss. Baking cookies and getting chocolate stuck underneath the fingernails...

SOOKIE: Really, no baking?

LORELAI: Not in my childhood. Also, no climbing trees, no running in the house, no dyeing my hair, no dog for a pet...

SOOKIE: Why, is anyone allergic?

LORELAI: No, my mother just didn't want dog hair in our carpets. As if she ever cleaned the house! (Sighs) Seriously, that kid is gonna have a very dreary childhood in my parents house. It's not designed for children.

SOOKIE: Well, you grew up there, and you turned out all right.

LORELAI: Thank you. It must have been a coincidence. (Takes another carrot and leaves)

SOOKIE(Shouts): All though, you did turn out a big carrot-thief!

LORELAI(From the dining hall): I know. Blame it on my parents.

At Richard and Emily's. We hear the two of them argue about something in another room. The doorbell rings, the maid answers. It's Rory.

MAID: Come in, they're...well, just follow the the noise!

RORY: Thanks.

She goes into the living room, Richard and Emily are standing in the middle of the room. They're obviously in the middle of a discussion, but they stop talking once Rory opens her mouth.

RORY: Hey...

EMILY: Rory, there you are. You know what, Richard, I think we should let Rory decide!

RICHARD: Fine by me!

RORY: Decide what? What's going on?

EMILY: Well, as you can see, my pregnancy is starting to show. This bump is getting bigger every day.

RORY: Yeah, so? You're more than six months pregnant, it's only natural.

RICHARD: Exactly. But because of that bump, your grandmother refuses to go with me to the Jefferson's' annual charity gathering tomorrow night. Even though it's expected of us to be there!

RORY: Why, Grandma?

EMILY: Because...(walks over to the couch and sits down.) because every single person there will stare at me. I'll be humiliated. I've heard that there are rumors going around about me already. I can't go there and confirm what they're saying!

RICHARD: But Emily, Jefferson is one of my most important clients. He will be furious if we're not there!

EMILY: Well, let him! I don't care.

RORY: There's the answer, Grandma.

EMILY (Surprised and confused): What do you mean?

RORY (Walks over and sits down next to Emily): I mean, you can't care of what people think. If you do that, you won't be able to leave this house for like 18 years!

RICHARD (Mumbles): Or should we say 16?

EMILY: I don't know... I always put other peoples' opinions high.

RORY: Well, this time, you can't. Besides, you have nothing to be ashamed of, do you?

RICHARD(Realizesthis might be the way to get what he wants): It's just like Elanor Roosevelt once said: No one can make you feel inferior without your consent!

RORY: Words can't bring you down...

EMILY: No, I...I guess not.(Gets up). All right, I've changed my mind. I'll go.

RORY: Go get 'em, Grandma!

RICHARD: I knew you would come to your senses! Rory, I will donate you my entire Ibsen-collection for this!

The next day, in the wardrobe at the gathering. Emily and Richard have just arrived. Once Emily takes her coat of, her bump is revealed.

EMILY: Richard, I've changed my mind. My dress is way too tight, I'm not going in there.

RICHARD: Yes, you are. Remember what Rory said. You will go in there with your head held high, we will make sure we are noticed, and then leave.

EMILY(Hesitates, but comes to a conclusion): Oh, all right then.

They walk into the main room. Someone calls Richard's name, and soon Emily is left alone. People form little groups of two and three and begin to whisper. It's quite obvious what they're whispering about. Emily turns around and is ready to leave when a little boy of about eight years comes up to her.

BOY(Very politely): Excuse me, ma'am, but I was wondering, do you have a...a baby in there? (He points at Emily's stomach.)

A gasp runs through the room. A woman's voice, presumably the boy's mother, calls his name, but he doesn't move. Emily puts on a friendly face.

EMILY: Yes, as a matter of fact I do.

BOY: But...aren't you like...too old?

Another gasp. People can't believe what they're hearing. No one is talking anymore, everybody is busy listening. Richard is standing in a corner, he seems troubled.

EMILY: Well, yes, maybe I am a bit older than most mothers. But you see, when I found out I was pregnant, my husband and I became quite happy. Well, not at first, but after we had thought it over. We're very happy that we've been blessed with another child even though we're not as young as we used to be. Do you understand?

BOY: Yes.

EMILY: Good, now, you run along and find your mother. I believe she wants a word with you.

The boy takes off. A weird silence fills the room for about five seconds, then everybody starts talking at the same time. Richard walks up to Emily and takes her by the arm.

RICHARD (In a calm and quiet voice) : Bravo, Emily. That was absolutely brilliant. I don't know how you did that.

EMILY: Me neither, look, my knees are all shaky. Richard, can we please go home now?

RICHARD: Absolutely. (Chuckles) If they haven't noticed us by now, they never will!

In Lorelai's bedroom. Lorelai goes to bed, she has a phone with her. She dials a number.

In Rory's bedroom, at Yale. Rory is asleep. Her cell phone starts ringing. She wakes up.

RORY(Stretches for the phone): All right, all right! (Answers) Hello?...

LORELAI: Hi honey, did I wake you up?

RORY(Ironic): Of course not, it's only one. I'm usually up at one.

LORELAI(Pretends not to hear the cynicism in Rory's voice): Good! I have to talk to you.

RORY: That figures, new statistics show that's the number one reason why people call each other.

LORELAI: Let's get to the point so I can get some sleep. You had a fun childhood, right?

RORY: Except from all the times you argued with Dad or Grandma or Grandpa or basically any other family members, well, yeah I guess. Why?

LORELAI: See, I didn't. I never got to have any fun, and I don't want the new baby to go through the same you're-going-to-Yale-and-then-into-dad's-company-some-day raising that I got.

RORY: Sounds fair. How can I help?

LORELAI: Well, Grandpa actually called me and told me about how you made Grandma go to that thing the other day. So I thought, maybe you'd have a good suggestion on how to solve my problem too?

RORY: Let me think for a second...(Puts the phone down, lays down again and closes her eyes).

LORELAI(Shouts into the phone): Rory? RORY!

RORY(Grabs the phone again): OK, I've done some thinking.

LORELAI: And?

RORY: Well, since you seem to be the key to a fun childhood here, I think you should suggest to Grandma and Grandpa to let the kid stay with you sometimes, say...a weekend every other month or so.

LORELAI (Thinks it through): You know what, that's not such a bad suggestion. If my mother will risk me influencing her kid, that is.

RORY: Rory Gilmore's advice-service is now closed, please try again later...

LORELAI: I love you too, sweetheart. Good night.

RORY: Good night.

They both hang up and lie down.

Music is played as we see Lorelai go to sleep with a smile on her face. Then we see Richard and Emily go to sleep. He puts his hand on her stomach as he closes his eyes. All though Emily appears to be asleep already, a smile appears in her face. Finally, we see Rory in her bed. She can't seem to find the right position, so she gives up. She turns the lights on and starts reading an old book that says "Ibsen" on the front page.

Fade out

The end