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LANE: Where are you?
RORY: I'm at my grandparents. What are you doing at my house?
LANE: Like you care.
RORY: What are you talking about?
LANE: You're never around when I need you.
RORY: Well, you know I have to go to my grandparents on Fridays.
LANE: I know. You go to your grandparents. You go to Chilton. You have to meet Dean. He needs his cookies. I can't find my books.
RORY: What are you talking about?
LANE: What good is it to have a best friend when she's never around and she never listens and she has no interest in the fact that you're in love or that you touched his hair?
RORY: You touched whose hair?
LANE: Rich. . .Bloomingfeld.
RORY: Why would you touch Rich Bloomingfeld's hair?
LANE: Why? That's a good question. I don't know why. Why would a sane person do a thing like that? Maybe I'm not sane. Maybe I'm going through some sort of phase. Maybe I really, really needed someone to talk to about this and you weren't there.
RORY: Lane, come on.
LANE: No, you come on. You're always at school or you're talking about school or you're with Dean. You have everything now and I have nothing except for 2000 Korean bibles and a potential 'F' in jazz band.
RORY: I'm sorry.
LANE: Don't be sorry, be here.

signed:
forever in thought (at a crossroads)