Episode Report Card Al Lowe: A | 1 USERS: A YOU GRADE IT Up A Creek
By Al Lowe | Season 7 | Episode 15 | Aired on 02.19.2007
Things don't get any better at the dinner table. Richard fidgets and sighs in his seat, sarcastically remarking on the repeat menu of fish when Whispering Aurora arrives with his plate. "It's sea bass," Emily says, and Richard wastes no time snarking back at her. Rory cutely tries to calm the waters as her grandparents argue over the fishiness of this particular fish: "I think it tastes guuuuud." Lorelai tries, too, over-complimenting the beans and the sauce, setting Emily off into a long paragraph on the greatness of the chef and the dietary restrictions. "Enough," Richard finally sighs. "If forced, I may eat this fish, but I absolutely refuse to waste my time having a conversation about it." Haaaa! Did Grandpa have some kind of drug-induced memory loss in the hospital and forget...everything about his whole family? Because, let me remind you, Richard, you're going to waste a little time conversating as a Gilmore.
When Richard asks about Christopher, Lorelai repeats that he's traveling. This earns her a sad glance from Rory, but no one notices. Richard uses the mention of Christopher to mention the upcoming wedding party Emily is planning, to which Richard is looking forward as his only chance to get a decent meal. Of course, Emily spoils it for him when she says she's ordered a special skinless game hen for his dinner at the party. He's had enough and declares that he will return to his study to watch his classic golf match. This riles Emily anew -- she can't believe he'd rather watch golf than eat dinner with his family, especially since he knows how the match turns out. "Well," Richard shrugs, "that never stopped people going to see Hamlet." With that, he's off. Emily fumes that he would compare a game where men hit tiny balls with sticks to Hamlet. Lorelai says it is a ridiculous comparison: "Golf is really more like Richard III, you know?" she jokes. "They're all hunched over." Hilarious.
Emily storms out to retrieve Richard, and Rory fixes her mom with a stern look: "Sounds like Grandma is going full steam ahead with this party planning thing." Lorelai throws up her hands, saying she knows. "She's going to kill four hundred Cornish game hens!" says Rory . "Probably with her bare hands!" Lorelai is on edge, frantically pointing out, "Your grandfather just had a heart attack! Your grandmother is not drinking! This isn't exactly the ideal time to tell them that their one and only daughter's marriage has failed!" Rory sighs, agreeing with her position, but Lorelai rants on: "I don't know what she'll do! She's gone bananas! For all I know, she'll throw a Molotov mocktail at me!" Rory appeals to her better nature: "But only you can save the Cornish game hens! Save the Cornish game hens!" Heeee. T-shirt!