Michael: Janet? [Janet appears] Please call a train to escort me into retirement. You see, the only way in and out of a neighborhood is by train, and Janet is the only one who can operate them. Oh, my dear Janet. Will you be okay after I leave?
Janet: Yes. This will not affect me in any way.
Eleanor: Jeez, show some compassion.
Janet: Well, I can't feel sad, but here's my best approximation of human crying. [fake bawling]
Michael: Oh, Janet, that was beautiful.
Janet: Yeah.