Name: Heather Thompson
FanFic Genre: Gilmore Girls
Fav Pairings: Trory, PDLD, occasional Lit or Rogan. Of course JJ all the way though.
Info: Not a whole lot. Love to read & write...but stupid high school ain't lettin me write as much as I'd like. I haven't forgotten bout my 'Dear Jess' Story, but I haven't had a major Lit muse help me out lately. My mind's been Trory filled. I have over twenty-something stories in the works on my computer...and the only question is when I'll get the time (and muse) to finish them. And a third chapter to Dear Jess is in the works. Just tryin to make it better.
Favs (TV Shows/Movies): Gilmore Girls (fanfics more than show..fantasy is better), Pirates of the Caribbean, Pride & Prejudice, House MD & Wildfire.
Fav Quotes (From all of the above - warning, there are a lot)

Gilmore Girls

Richard: Focus, please.
Lorelai: I am a camera.

Lorelai: Can I use the fun cutter thingy?
Luke: Not if you call it the fun cutter thingy.
Lorelai: Please?
Luke: Cut the boxes, not your hands.
Lorelai: Good tip, you should teach!

Lorelai: Hey, I have kind of a crazy idea.
Rory: Those are never comforting words coming from you.

Lorelai: You don't need shoes. In my day, we walked twenty miles in the snow just to get to our shoes.

Jess: Ooh, zing I've been snapped.

Lorelai: If it's Mick Jagger, run away and blow that whistle I gave you.

Lorelai: Well, that certainly calls for a "Dirty."

Lorelai: The one shaped like a bunny escaped with a mild decapitation.

Lorelai: I ate tofurkey. How do you think I feel?
Rory: Tofurkier.

Gypsy: Guys are stupid.

Lorelai: It's like super chicken. I bet it could fly. Have you tried tossing it out the window?

Lorelai: Rory is very low maintenance. Kind of like that robot kid in A.I., only way less mother-obsessed. Oh my God, that kid was so annoying. I would've pushed him out of the car while it was still moving.

Emily has purchased a very small "panic room"
Lorelai: Hey, let's test it out. I'm gonna get you. makes claws with her hands
Emily: annoyed Oh, my God.
Lorelai: attempting to be scary You better get in there, 'cause I'm a bad guy. Baah!
Emily: Stop it.
Lorelai: I'm menacing. Panic, damn it. Come on.

Lorelai: Can I ask you stupid questions?
Luke: There's no such thing.
Lorelai: How does ink come out of pens?
Luke: All right, there is such a thing.

Lorelai: Ugh, Rory, my brain is full. It has reached capacity. It's Shea Stadium when the Beatles played. It's cramped and girls are screaming and I think George is fighting with Ringo.

Lorelai: Hey, how many margaritas is too many margaritas?
Rory: Um, if you can't remember where the living room is.
Lorelai: Ha ha, I'm still good.

Rory: Solidarity sister.
Lorelai: Ya Ya.
Rory: You've been waiting all summer to say that haven't you?
Lorelai: Ya Ya.

Lorelai: Do you have any Lucille Balls left?
Kirk: Yes, I have some Balls. Luke stares at him

Luke: Junkie.
Lorelai: Angel. You've got wings, baby.

Lorelai: Ah, but this is America, where we unapologetically bastardize other countries' cultures in a gross quest for moral and military supremacy.
Rory: I forgot. Bring on the imperialistic condiments.

Finn: All right, that's enough, break it up, you two!
pulls Colin and Logan up by their collars
Finn: Rory Gilmore, you should be ashamed of yourself. Toying with these boys like this. They used to have pride. They used to have dignity. They used to have balls. Damn it Gilmore, give 'em back their balls!

Rory: I have no words...
Logan: It was just a joke!
Rory: Oh, no, wait. I thought of some. Jerk! Ass, arrogant, inconsiderate, mindless, frat-boy, low-life, butt-face, miscreant!
Logan: 'Butt-faced miscreant'!
Rory: Why would you do something like that?
Logan: I'm sorry, 'butt-faced miscreant'?

Lorelai: I shall now proceed to pout.
Luke: I'll bring back brownies.
Lorelai: Ooh, the pouting has left the building.

Lorelai: I'm mad and needy, and I ended up going out to dinner alone with my parents, who bickered the whole time about which Beatle is alive and which is dead.
Rory: So, where'd they land?
Lorelai: John and Keith are dead. Paul and Bingo are still kicking.

Finn: Good morning, New Haven! My, you look lovely this morning!
Man in apartment: Shut up!
Finn: God has spoken to me... rather rudely.

Pride and Prejudice

Mr. Darcy: I love you. Most ardently. Please do me the honor of accepting my hand.
Elizabeth Bennet: Sir, I appreciate the struggle you have been through, and I am very sorry to have caused you pain. Believe me, it was unconsciously done.
Mr. Darcy: Is this your reply?
Elizabeth Bennet: Yes, sir.
Mr. Darcy: Are you... are you laughing at me?
Elizabeth Bennet: No.
Mr. Darcy: Are you rejecting me?
Elizabeth Bennet: I'm sure that the feelings which, as you've told me have hindered your regard, will help you in overcoming it.
Mr. Darcy: Might I ask why, with so little endeavor at civility, I am thus repulsed?
Elizabeth Bennet: And I might as well enquire why, with so evident a design of insulting me, you chose to tell me that you liked me against your better judgment.

Elizabeth Bennet: I've been so blind.

Elizabeth Bennet: I could more easily forgive his vanity had he not wounded mine.

Charlotte Lucas: We are all fools in love.

Elizabeth Bennet: Believe me. Men are either eaten up with arrogance or stupidity. If they are amiable, they are so easily led they have no minds of their own whatsoever.

House MD

Dr. Lisa Cuddy: If you would consider going to a shrink, I would pay for it myself. The hospital would hold a bake sale, for God's sake.

Dr. Gregory House: Oh, bite me!

Dr. Gregory House: How does someone just start drooling? Chase? Were you wearing your short shorts?

Dr. Gregory House: to the crowd in the walk-in clinic's waiting area Hello, sick people and their loved ones! In the interest of saving time and avoiding a lot of boring chitchat later, I'm Doctor Gregory House; you can call me "Greg." I'm one of three doctors staffing this clinic this morning.
Dr. Lisa Cuddy: Short, sweet, grab a file.
Dr. Gregory House: This ray of sunshine is Doctor Lisa Cuddy. Doctor Cuddy runs this whole hospital, so unfortunately she's much too busy to deal with you. I am a bored... certified diagnostician with a double specialty of infectious disease and nephrology. I am also the only doctor currently employed at this hospital who is forced to be here against his will.
to Lisa
Dr. Gregory House: That is true, isn't it?
to crowd
Dr. Gregory House: But not to worry, because for most of you, this job could be done by a monkey with a bottle of Motrin. Speaking of which, if you're particularly annoying, you may see me reach for this: this is Vicodin. It's mine! You can't have any! And no, I do not have a pain management problem, I have a pain problem... but who knows? Maybe I'm wrong. Maybe I'm too stoned to tell. So, who wants me?
nobody moves
Dr. Gregory House: And who would rather wait for one of the other two guys?
everybody raises their hand
Dr. Gregory House: Okay, well, I'll be in Exam Room One if you change your mind.

Dr. Gregory House: Like I always say, there's no "I" in team. There's a "me" though, if you jumble it up.

Dr. Lisa Cuddy: Your reputation won't last if you don't do your job; the clinic is part of your job. I want you to do your job.
Dr. Gregory House: But as the philosopher Jagger once said "You can't always get what you want."

Dr. Gregory House: Who da man? I da man. I always suspected.

Dr. Gregory House: McPhearson? Horrible doctor, I heard he tortured kittens.
Dr. Lisa Cuddy: No, McDonald.
Dr. Gregory House: Oh, McDonald? Wonderful Doctor, loves kittens

That's all... :-) What can I say? I love quotes! Please R&R my stories!

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