Emily: Of course I said it. Well, I can’t imagine who would take jackbooted as a compliment. I will not apologize. Every time she went to the pantry, I thought she was marching on Poland. Oh, I see, because I want things a certain way, I’m unreasonable?
[Lorelai pours herself a glass of wine]
Rory: Shh!
Emily: Why, that is the most absurd... I want to see this document. Fax it to me immediately.
Lorelai: Fax it to me immediately?
Rory: She’s part of the electronic age.
Emily: Tomorrow morning is completely unacceptable. It’s unacceptable because I’m paying you three hundred dollars an hour. So turn that little near-luxury car around, go back to your office, and fax me that libelous scrap of paper.
Lorelai: Ask him if he can pick up some ice cream, too.
Emily: Well, tell your wife to tape your daughter’s recital. [hangs up] Unbelievable.
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