"Linny, you have nothing to worry about."
"Oh, but Richard, you know."
"Here. This is my mother's house. This is where I grew up. My father, unfortunately, is away on business. But you've met him before."
"O-of course. And - and your mother. My mother's on the same board."
"Well, let's not dally. Here, let me take your coat."
"Oh, Richard. You're so kind."
"That'll be the maid… hello! Richard and Linny - er, Pennilyn Lott, to see my mother."
"Let me take your coats. Mrs Gilmore is in the drawing room."
"Rich-ard? Is that you?"
"Yes it is, Trix. You know Linny?"
"Lin-ny?"
"Pennilyn, Mrs Gilmore. So good to see you again."
"Again? Why, take a seat. Gruntilda?"
"Yes, Mrs Gilmore?"
"I cannot sit here but a moment longer without a drink."
"Of course, Mrs Gilmore - "
"Gruntilda?"
"Yes, Mrs Gilmore?"
"This is a drink for me ."
"Yes, Mrs Gilmore - "
"What about our guests?"
"Of course, Mrs Gilmore."
"Gruntilda?"
"Yes, Mrs Gilmore?"
"Do it quickly . Ah, Richard, how young you look. You know, Pennilyn, my son is of Gilmore stock. He takes many classes at Yale."
"Oh, he is - "
" - and my son , my son , as I was saying, Pennilyn, has a lot of stamina . You'll need a lot of stamina to take on the role of a wife as my son's news informs me."
"Well, er, yes, Trix. Linny and I are engaged. This is just a social call to check up on you."
"On me? Why ever should you check up on me? Pennilyn? Do you have an answer?"
"W-well, I should only want Richard to spend more time with his mother."
" How thoughtful. But, ah! Here are the drinks! Gruntilda?"
"Yes, Mrs Gilmore?"
"The dinner . The dinner?"
"It will be served shortly, Mrs Gilmore - "
"Shortly - shortly, Gruntilda? Shortly is not now ."
"Yes, Mrs Gilmore."
"Gruntilda?"
"Yes, Mrs Gilmore?"
"My drink is warm."
"Yes, Mrs Gilmore - "
"Gruntilda?"
"Yes, Mrs Gilmore?"
"The dinner . The dinner I just asked you about."
"O-of course, Mrs Gilmore - "
"Gruntilda - "
"Oh, Trix. Surely we can sit here and talk. You know, Linny is a history major - "
"How nice . Perhaps once we are full from dinner, we can discuss it. You know I always go straight to bed after dinner."
"Oh, Isabelle. Do tell me about her . Tell me something that might settle my mind."
"Lorelai, the hospital board committee is here."
"They can't hear anything - what was I thinking? Such an unsuitable match."
"Her family is very well known!"
"Isabelle, what are you saying? Richard comes to me, and he comes out of the blue, and suddenly there's this - this - woman , and what am I to do?"
"You know Richard will always be your little boy."
"I am worried, Isabelle. I am worried that she will not have the stamina ."
"You must be more cautious, Lorelai."
"Me? Why, for Heaven's sake?"
"You must want grandchildren… "
"I will write to him. You know, I will write to Richard, that is what I will do. It is out of the question. How he can marry Pennilyn Lott is beyond me."
"I am a little nervous, Emily."
"Oh, don't be. You know it wasn't meant to last. You're with me, aren't you?"
"Linny - "
"Oh, Linny Lott this and that. Really, Richard. Does she have my fire?"
"She does not."
"Good, it's settled, then. Now stand up. If you stay on bended knee like that, I should use my umbrella to knight you. Stand underneath, Richard. We shall look the perfect picture huddled together… "
"Charles - Charles, can you hear me? Listen . Do you hear that? I simply can-not believe it. Yes, it is the sound of our dreams breaking. Are you - are you there? This awful nonsense weather is causing the static… hello? Gruntilda? No, I'll have to fire her. You see - Charles, listen to me. I've always been for the match, you see. I think she's just lovely . But it is clear to me the course of action which must proceed. And you know me, Charles, I never change my mind. But I am set against it. I must write a letter. I must write a letter to Richard, and tell him not to marry Emily. It is unheard of! You only know how well I spoke of Pennilyn. Yes - it is clear, Richard should marry Pennilyn . Charles? You're breaking up. Hello... "