[Rory looks out the window]
RORY: Oh my God!
LORELAI: Who is it?
RORY: Oh my God!
CUT TO OUT FRONT
[They walk out the front door. Dean is standing in front of a car]
LORELAI: Oh my God.
RORY: Whatcha doin’?
DEAN: Just standing here.
RORY: Next to?
DEAN: A car. Your car.
RORY: No!
DEAN: Finished it yesterday.
RORY: No you didn’t!
DEAN: Do you want ‘em? [holds up the keys]
RORY: Ah! [Rory runs off the porch and hugs him]
DEAN: Now if you don’t like it, I bet I can sell it to someone else.
RORY: Don’t you dare!
LORELAI: Dean, that’s amazing!
RORY: Let’s drive, can we drive, does it drive?
DEAN: Does it drive?
RORY: Well, no, I know it drives but. . .oh my God! I can’t believe you finished it! You built me a car!
LORELAI: Dean, now that you’re done with that, will you build me a plane? One that looks like Shamu?
RICHARD: He made that car?
LORELAI: Isn’t that incredible?
RICHARD: Well, she can’t accept it.
LORELAI: Oh Dad, it’s okay.
RICHARD: It’s not okay, he’s a child. She’s not driving a car a child put together.
DEAN: Excuse me sir, but, uh, my father worked on cars and my grandfather worked on cars. I know what I’m doing.
RICHARD: A car is not a model airplane, young man.
DEAN: I know that.
RICHARD: It is a complex vehicle.
DEAN: I know that too.
RICHARD: And I will not have my granddaughter driving around in some contraption you put together in auto shop.
LORELAI: Okay, can I just say something here?
DEAN: I did not make this in auto shop. I am telling you this car is safe.
RICHARD: So, you are a certified mechanic?
DEAN: No.
RICHARD: But you had the assistance of a certified mechanic?
DEAN: No.
RICHARD: Well, then you drove it past a certified mechanic?
LORELAI: Dad, stop it. This is a nice thing Dean did here. Remember, nice things.
RICHARD: I’m sorry, she can’t accept it. Now, if you will excuse us, we were about to order dinner.
DEAN: Mr. Gilmore, I understand you want Rory to be safe, but so do I. I would not give this car to her if I did not know for a fact that it was a hundred percent safe. I checked it, my father checked it, and Gypsy at Hewes Brothers checked it. It has been checked.
RICHARD: And I’m just supposed to take your word for it?
DEAN: Nope.
RICHARD: Agreed.
DEAN: Let’s go.
RICHARD: Go where?
DEAN: To check it.
RICHARD: I don’t think so.
DEAN: I’ve been working on this car for months. I’m giving it to Rory.
RICHARD: You’re a very stubborn boy.
DEAN: Do you wanna drive or should I?
RICHARD: I’ll take my own car, thank you.
DEAN: Fine with me.
RICHARD: And drive behind me. I don’t want that thing blowing up right in front of the Jag.
DEAN: No problem. Try to keep your electrical system working long enough to get there.
RICHARD: They worked the kinks out of this electrical system years ago, young man. I’ll be right back.
DEAN: So will I.
[Dean and Richard get in their cars and drive off.]