Eleanor: So who is in the Bad Place, that would shock me?
Michael: Uh, well, Mozart, Picasso, Elvis, basically every artist ever. Uh, every U.S. president except Lincoln.
Eleanor: That sounds about right. What about Florence Nightingale?
Michael: That was close, but, no, she didn't make it.
Eleanor: Wow, all those amazing people down there, it just seems so hard to believe.
Michael: Again, it's an incredibly selective system. Most people don't make it here. But you, a lawyer who got innocent people off death row, you're special, Eleanor. And by the way, welcome to your new home. [Eleanor gasps] Oh, it's perfect, isn't it? You see, in the Good Place, every person gets to live in a home that perfectly matches his or her true essence.
Eleanor: Cool. So I guess that's why my house, for example, is this adorable little cottage, whereas other people might have homes that are bigger, like that one.
Michael: Exactly. Oh, I'm so happy you get it.