Michael: You know, I had a friend that said whenever she was doing something bad, she'd hear this... This little voice in her head, distant little voice, saying, "Oh, come on now. You know this is wrong." And then when she started doing good things, that voice went away. It was a relief.
Eleanor: Your friend sounds like she's one pick short of a... pickle party. [chuckles]
Michael: She's a little rough around the edges, but she was also a really good person, when she tried. See, I think that little voice was her conscience, trying to guide her in the right direction.
Eleanor: I gotta go home. What do I owe ya?
Michael: The real question, Eleanor, is what do we owe to each other?
Eleanor: What? Did I sell you a drink? Am I a bartender?
Michael: [chuckles] Drinks are on me. Good luck.