Michael: And finally, Chidi. You were a tough nut to crack, but I think I figured it out. This is a replica of a lost notebook from the desk of Immanuel Kant. It contains never-before-seen thoughts and musings and several, uh... crude erotic doodles. Interesting guy, actually. The point is, no one on Earth has ever seen this... except for you.
Chidi: Cool. [throws it in the trash] This isn't an apology. It's a bribe, and I'm not interested.
Eleanor: [mouth full] Yeah, we can't be bought.