Luke: I don’t like ultimatums.
Lorelai: Well, I don’t like Monday’s, but unfortunately they come around once in a while. I have to go.

Lorelai: (trying to convince Sookie that her and Luke are truly over) No, you don’t get it. I need it to be over, I need it to be over, because I can’t take this anymore. Yes, I love Luke, and yes, I wanted to marry Luke, but I-I-I didn’t want a life seperate from Luke and that’s all he could give me. I don’t want that. If I’m gonna be with Luke, I want to be with Luke and he didn’t get it, and I waited, God, I waited. It’s like Luke is driving a car, okay, and I just wanna be in the passenger seat, but he’s locked the door and, so I have to hold onto the bumper. You know, I’m not even asking him to open the door for me, just leave it unlocked, and say come in, but no he – he didn’t do that. So, I’m hanging onto the bumper, and life goes on and the car goes on and I get really badly bruised, and am hitting potholes, and it hurts, I mean it hurts. So yesterday I had to let go of the bumper, because it hurts to much – it hurts to much.

(metaforicamente, é claro você já pode imaginar do que se trata… e não de Gilmore Girls)