Episode Report Card Al Lowe: C+ | 3 USERS: B+ YOU GRADE IT The Day My Maw Got Out Of Prison
By Al Lowe | Season 7 | Episode 4 | Aired on 10.16.2006
As she hangs up, Emily is surprised to hear sirens and see police lights behind her. When the officer approaches, she ostentatiously inquires why he stopped her. When he says he pulled her over because he saw her talking on cell phone, which is illegal while driving in Connecticut, she gets even more haughty. "If I can manage to drink a cup of hot coffee and drive," she snits, "I can talk on a cell phone, or is coffee illegal, too?" He declines to point out that you don't have to dial or speak to a cup of coffee, and she continues to rant. "Ma'am," he finally asks her, "have you been drinking?" Heeee! Oh, please, please, please let Emily get community service. He tries to get her to take a breathalyzer test, and the purest Emily emerges. "Young man," she says, lowering her eyelids for maximum effect, "I don't know where that's been, but I can tell you with absolute certainty that it won't be going anywhere near my mouth." Wow. Possibly my favorite moment of this entire series. I love Emily, but I wouldn't be sorry to see a clip reel on one of these DVD releases called "Emily Gets Hers."
At the art show, Rory strolls around looking over the pieces, making notes in her notebook -- or pretending to, because Alexis Bledel, like, touches her pen to her paper for a split second like she's miming. Girl, you've GOT a notebook. Just write something! When she sees a water cooler, she goes over for a drink and is stopped by two funky looking chicks wearing some questionable outfits. "What are you doing?" they ask accusingly. "Are you actually drinking that water?" Rory says she didn't realize it was art; she thought it was just a water cooler. "That's her self portrait," the tall one in the babydoll dress says of her friend. When Rory goes pale, they finally let her off the hook. "We're just kidding," tall one says. "It's just a water cooler." She says, however, that her friend is an artist. "I made the horse," the other girl says, pointing to a huge piece Rory was admiring earlier. They have what is supposed to be a cute chat about art, and Rory takes notes for the paper. Turns out that they know Paris. "Paris Gellar is a genius," says the artist, whose name is Olivia, and they just about kill me with their chatter which rivals Logan's dumb friends for sheer annoyingness.
Back at the barn, Audrey Hepburn is singing about being amorous and Fred Astaire agrees that "'s'wonderful and s'marvelous" how they care for each other. Please don't make Fred Astaire an anvil! I love the man! This is not my favorite of his films, but you need not ruin it for me, non-Palladinos. Oh, but they haven't ruined it for Lorelai. She's absolutely loving it. The film ends and the projector cuts off -- who was running that thing, anyway? Leatherface? -- and Lorelai sighs with contentment. "It's so chock full of...words like 'chock full,'" she says. "And, even if Audrey Hepburn was twenty and Fred Astaire was like, eighty..." Christopher: "He was still Fred Astaire." Lorelai: "I mean he could really tap dance." She thanks him for being so nice and so romantic and fun and wonderful. "S'wonderful?" he asks. She says yes, it was s'marvelous. He says the good night doesn't have to end here, since Gigi is staying over at his mom's. "Oh," she says, awkwardly, "that's...nice." He feels the chill, and she notices. She says it's not that she doesn't want to spend the night with him; she does. "I just don't know if I should," she says, and adds that she's not sure if she really trusts him. "Oh," he says, worried, "really?" Yeah, I'm not sure why she wouldn't trust you, dude. Perhaps you could read through six seasons of recaps to refresh your memory. She says that really, she doesn't trust herself or him or them together in this situation, even though she's enjoying herself, and just needs more time. He says he understands, and that he's scared, too, and that they should wait. Great idea! If only you could get in a time machine and go back to 1984! They are interrupted when Lorelai's phone rings and she has a very crazy conversation of "what? Is she ok?" with someone on the other end. Finally, she hangs up and turns to Christopher with more joy in her face than we've seen for a long time. "We have to go," she says. "We have to pick up my mother...from jail. Whooooa, this night just keeps gettin' better and better!"