[Dean is waiting on the bench as Rory steps off the bus.]
RORY: So?
DEAN: It's depressing.
RORY: It's beautiful.
DEAN: She throws herself under a train.
RORY: But I bet she looked great doing it.
DEAN: I don't know. I think maybe Tolstoy's just a little over my head.
RORY: No, that's not true. Tolstoy wrote for the masses, the common man. It's completely untrue that you have to be some kind of genius to read his stuff.
DEAN: Yeah but…
RORY: Now I know it's big. . .
DEAN: Very big.
RORY: And long. . .
DEAN: Very, very long
RORY: And many of the Russian names tend be spelled very similar, making it confusing…
DEAN: Every single person's name ends with 'ski'. Now how is that possible?
RORY: But it's one of my favorite books. And I know that if you just give it a try you...
DEAN: All right. I'll try again.
RORY: Really?
DEAN: Yeah.
RORY: You won't be sorry.
DEAN: Coffee?
RORY: Please.
DEAN: Man, I thought Christmas was a big deal around here.
RORY: Well, this is a town that likes the celebrating. Last year we had a month long carnival when we finally got off the septic tank system.
DEAN: A month long? You're kidding.
RORY: No. There were rides and a petting zoo and balloon animals and a freak show.
DEAN: Uh huh. Okay, you almost had me going there for a second.
RORY: Well we did have a ribbon cutting ceremony.
DEAN: So what are you doing Friday night?
RORY: Well, I've got the usual Friday night grandparents' dinner. But I thought maybe if we get back early enough you and I should go watch the bonfire together. I mean, it's kind of corny, but it's really pretty. And they sell star-shaped hot dogs.
DEAN: How about if you get out of dinner at your grandparents' this week?
RORY: I don't think so.
DEAN: Well, what if it's for a really special occasion?
RORY: Well, that special occasion better include my being relocated to a plastic bubble if my grandmother's gonna let me out of dinner.
DEAN: There must be some other excuse that you could use.
RORY: Like what?
DEAN: Like it's your three-month anniversary with your boyfriend.
RORY: It is?
DEAN: Yeah. Three months from your birthday. I mean, that's when I gave you the bracelet and that's when I figured this whole thing kinda started.
RORY: Wow. Three months.
DEAN: Actually, technically your birthday was on a Saturday, so really it should be Saturday, but I work Saturday and I planned out this whole big thing so I thought maybe we could do it on Friday.
RORY: What whole big thing?
DEAN: Just this once. Miss dinner. Please. Don't make me throw myself under a train.
RORY: I'll see what I can do.
DEAN: Thank you.
RORY: You're welcome. It's our three-month anniversary.
DEAN: Yeah it is.
RORY: I feel kind of stupid that I didn't even know about this.
DEAN: That's quite all right.
RORY: I mean, I feel really bad that I missed our two-month anniversary.
DEAN: Quite all right too.
RORY: How was it?
DEAN: Pretty good.
RORY: I'm glad.
[Rory and Dean are at ANDOLORO'S]
RORY: That was really good.
DEAN: It was?
RORY: Yes it was.
DEAN: How was the salad?
RORY: Great.
DEAN: What about that cheese bread thing? Too heavy?
RORY: Just heavy enough.
DEAN: Really?
RORY: Everything was perfect. Even the soda was good. I don't know how they do it but the Coke here is definitely superior to the Coke anywhere else.
DEAN: Okay, at what point during that did you start making fun of me?
RORY: I would never make fun of you. Especially not after you ordered three different kinds of pasta for me just because I couldn't decide.
DEAN: Well you shouldn't have to decide. I mean, tonight, you should have everything that you want.
RORY: I just have to say that I'm now a very big fan of the three-month anniversary.
DEAN: Oh yeah?
RORY: Definitely. I think they should have T-shirts and newsletters.
DEAN: Well, I'm glad.
RORY: You did all this for me.
DEAN: It's not over yet.
RORY: This is just like that Christmas when I got a full set of illustrated encyclopedias. [Dean gives a confused look] I wanted them.
DEAN: Oh, uh, good
WAITER: One tiramisu, two forks, and uh, one meatball to go.
RORY: Thank you.
DEAN: You wanna explain the meatball?
RORY: It's a mother-daughter thing.
DEAN: Okay. Well, uh ladies first.
RORY: Thank you. [takes a bite] Okay, have I mentioned how much I'm loving the three month anniversary thing?
DEAN: Yeah, you did.
RORY: Because this tiramisu is so good that if the anniversary were completely sucking right now, this would save it. What?
DEAN: Nothing.
RORY: Stop it.
DEAN: No, you look cute.
RORY: I'm eating.
DEAN: Well, you eat cute.
RORY: I do not eat cute. No one eats cute. Bambi maybe, but he's a cartoon.
DEAN: So, uh, after we finish here we move onto phase two of the anniversary evening.
RORY: Phase 2. Sounds very official, are there space suits involved?
DEAN: With matching helmets.
RORY: Impressive.
[Rory and Dean walk to the Founders Festival held in Star Hollow.]
DEAN: So, what book did you bring?
RORY: What?
DEAN: Well, come on, you always bring a book with you and I was just wondering, what's the three month anniversary book?
RORY: Actually, I brought the New Yorker.
DEAN: A magazine. Really?
RORY: It's the fiction issue.
(From the gazebo, the mayor starts the festivities)
MAYOR: People of Stars Hollow, and our many friends. It gives me great pleasure to preside over our annual founders festival for the thirty-second time. Many a true love has had it start right on the spot where I stand. And I don't mind telling you that at this very festival, right by this gazebo, is where I met my own true love, Miss Dora Braythwait. We have been married for 43 years, and it all started right here.
TAYLOR: (covers microphone and whispers) Ask her to wave.
MAYOR: (whispers) I can't.
TAYLOR: Why not?
MAYOR: (To Taylor) She went to Bingo in Bridgeport. (To crowd) And now my friends, if you will join me in lighting the fire.
RORY: Okay, take me to the surprise now.
DEAN: But I thought you said you wanted to see the bonfire being lit.
RORY: Oh I do.
DEAN: Wait, but Mayor Porter just said. . .
RORY: Trust me. It's gonna be awhile before it's lit. We'll have plenty of time before they're ready.
[Rory and Dean are standing in front of a fenced-in junkyard]
DEAN: We're here.
RORY: We're where?
DEAN: Come on.
RORY: Dean, what is this?
DEAN: Okay. Uh, did you ever see Christine?
RORY: Yes.
DEAN: Well, it's nothing like that. Come on.
(They go through an opening in the fence)
RORY: You brought me to Beirut?
DEAN: It's a salvage yard.
RORY: Ah. And yet it looks so much like Beirut.
DEAN: Okay. Uh, here we are.
RORY: Wow.
DEAN: It's a car.
RORY: It is?
DEAN: Well, it will be.
RORY: When it grows up?
DEAN: When I fix it.
RORY: What?
DEAN: Um, it's yours.
RORY: What do you mean it's mine?
DEAN: I mean, I'm building it piece by piece for you.
RORY: No.
DEAN: Yeah. I started with the frame. The seats and the windshield just went in yesterday.
RORY: You're building me a car?
DEAN: Yeah, now it's gonna take awhile, but when I'm done, it'll be great.
RORY: You're building me a car. You're building me a car.
DEAN: That's right.
RORY: You're building me a car?
DEAN: I'm building you a car.
RORY: This is crazy. Why would you do this?
DEAN: I don't know. You didn't have one.
RORY: You're completely insane.
DEAN: What? I didn't want you wasting time on the bus anymore. I mean, that is very valuable time we could be arguing about your ongoing obsession with very confusing Russian authors.
RORY: I can't believe this
DEAN: Um, do you like it?
RORY: Do I like it? Are you kidding? (she kisses him)
DEAN: I'll take that as a yes.
RORY: Take it mister.
DEAN: Come on, get in.
(Dean tries to open the door for her, but it falls off the car.)
DEAN: Uh, I'll fix that.
RORY: Don't. I like it like that. (they both get in the car) This is amazing.
DEAN: I'm glad you like it.
RORY: I had no idea that three months was the car anniversary.
DEAN: Four months you get a plane.
RORY: Boy, relationships sure have changed since I was a kid. (they lean back and look at the stars) I'm having one of those moments right now.
DEAN: What moments?
RORY: One of those moments that everything is so perfect and so wonderful that you almost feel sad because nothing can ever be this good again.
DEAN: So, basically, I'm depressing you.
RORY: Yup.
DEAN: You're very weird.
RORY: And you're wonderful. (They kiss)
DEAN: Rory?
RORY: Yeah?
DEAN: I love you. (pause) Rory?
RORY: Yeah?
DEAN: Did you hear me?
RORY: Uh huh.
DEAN: Well, say something.
RORY: I. . . I. .
DEAN: Yeah?
RORY: I love the car.
DEAN: Uh, and that's it?
RORY: No. I just. . . I'm surprised, I didn't expect. . .I don't. . .
DEAN: You don't love me.
RORY: No, I just have to think about it for a minute.
DEAN: Think about what?
RORY: Well, saying I love you is a really difficult thing.
DEAN: Well I just did it.
RORY: And you did it really well.
DEAN: What the hell does that mean?
RORY: I'm sorry. Please. This totally came as a surprise. I mean, with the dinner, and the car, and then the… I just need a minute to think
DEAN: This is not something that you think about Rory. This is either something that you feel or you don't.
RORY: Please, don't be mad.
DEAN: Why? Because I say I love you and you wanna think about it? I mean, go home and discuss it with your mother? Make one of your pro/con lists?
RORY: Not fair.
DEAN: I'm sorry. I'm an idiot. I don't even know what I was thinking.
RORY: Dean. Please, it's just not that easy for me. I mean, saying I love you means a lot. Think about it from my point of view. I mean, my mom and our life. I mean, my mom said that she loved my dad and then. . .
DEAN: You don't get pregnant saying I love you.
RORY: I know. I'm just confused. I need to…It's a really big deal.
DEAN: Fine, come on.
RORY: Dean, please don't be mad.
DEAN: I'll take you home.
RORY: Dean, tonight was amazing. It was perfect. Please, I swear, I just need a minute to. . .
DEAN: Whatever, it doesn't matter, all right? Let's go.