Chidi: You stole Tahani's diary.
Eleanor: I know I broke some ethical rule, but I had good reason.
Chidi: Eleanor, in order to be a good person, you have to do good things. And not stealing people's stuff, that is just a basic kindergarten rule. I mean, do I also have to tell you to not throw sand?
Eleanor: First of all, throwing sand is an excellent way to put out a vodka fire.
Chidi: Why would you even know that?
Eleanor: Second of all, I know that it may not be nice, but neither is pretending to be 100% perfect, like Tahani does. She wrote that note.
Chidi: No she didn't! You did! I was hoping you would come to this conclusion on your own, but, obviously, no one here would ever threaten you. That note is the Good Place manifesting your own guilt. Like with the plant, or when you literally made giant shrimp fly through the air.
Eleanor: I wrote myself the note. And as it turns out, I do belong here. Because I'm just as good as everyone else.
Chidi: No, no, no. No, you don't belong here. And in this place, everyone is better than you. It has been proven by an infallible formula. Tahani might be a little British and condescending at times, but she devoted her entire life to helping other people. She's a good person. Accept that.