Eleanor: Hi, there. I'm Eleanor.
Tracy: Nice to meet you, Eleanor. I'm Nina. This is my soul mate, Bart.
Eleanor: Love it. Love people's names and love learning all about them. Where are you all from?
Ed: Well, oddly enough, I was born in Mozambique...
Eleanor: Cool. Listen, do you guys know if there's, like, a neighborhood phone book with everybody's name listed in it?
Tracy: Oh, I don't think so, 'cause, I mean, there's no phones here. [laughs]
Eleanor: There are no phones here? Of course. Duh! [laughs] There's no use for 'em. I always prefer talking to people anyway. People... are like nature's apps.
Ed: Hmm. Anyway, we're on our way to get some pizza. Would you like to join us? Maybe we could get to know each other a little bit, chat.
Eleanor: Uh, I'm good. I'm gonna explore a little bit. But it was so nice to meet you Nina, and B... bye-bye.

Eleanor: [to Jason] Oh, sorry, I didn't see you. Chidi? Are you Chidi? [Jason hands her a metal gear]

Eleanor: Who was that mysterious gentleman wearing the nightgown?
Michael: Oh, that's Jianyu, a Taiwanese monk who never speaks. Might be a little hard to get to know him. [laughs] Eleanor... you and I both know that you're not like everyone else in this neighborhood. Everyone here led a remarkable life. But you... the work you did as an environmental activist was just extraordinary!
Eleanor: Ah... [chuckles] Well, it's the environment. I mean, I loved, um... mushrooms. I can honestly say that.
Michael: Well, it paid off, because you were the number one point-getter in this entire neighborhood.
And as such, I was just hoping that you could say a few words at tonight's welcome party. You know, just to introduce yourself.
Eleanor: How can I say no? [laughs] Can I say no? It doesn't feel like I can say no. But if I can: Michael, I'm saying no.
Michael: Okay, so, you'll speak for... maybe an hour or so? Hey, you know what? I... got you a little something to wear here. Now, all the top point-getters wear these on the first night.
Eleanor: [gasps quietly] [whispering] Oh, you gotta be forking kidding me.

Chris Baker: So, long story short, my heart is in the Pope, my liver's in the Dalai Lama, and my teeth were strung into a necklace for a child king in French Polynesia. But it got me into the Good Place, so... can't complain.
Eleanor: Wow. Can I... tell you something, just soul-mate to soul-mate?
Chris Baker: Hold that thought. I'm gonna head to the gym.
Eleanor: [laughs] Oh, you're serious. Again? Right now?
Chris Baker: [removes shirt] Yeah. I'll catch you later!

Chuck: So, Eleanor, you were an environmental lawyer. That's fascinating.
Eleanor: Yeah. I know. Just don't ask me any questions about it. I am so sick of describing exactly what it means.
Ba:Hey, I'm headed to the bar. Can I grab you something? How about a margarita?
Eleanor: No, I'm good. [stammers] Actually, I'm the best... according to the sash. [walks away]
Gayle: She's still not drinking?
Bambadjan: Nope. Something's off.
Chuck: Should we... [makes chomping sounds]
Gayle: No. Keep it together.

Michael: Chidi, I am so sorry. I literally cannot choose for you. This has to be your decision. Buddy, you gotta trust me. I would never place you... in a painful situation.
Chidi: [clears throat] Great.
Michael: [mouths] Perfect.

Chidi: What about Morocco? You ever travel there?
Pevita: [sucks teeth] No.
Chidi: What about anywhere else? You been anywhere else?
Pevita: No.

Vicky: Chidi, right? Denise. We met earlier, remember?
Chidi: Oh, yeah, hi. Are you limping?
Vicky: Yeah, I am. Crazy story. See, I was a trapeze artist in an illegal circus in Bangladesh...
Chidi: Angelique.
Angelique: Hey. How are you doing?
Chidi: Oh, well, uh... [laughs] You know. [Vicky limps off]

Chidi: My stomach's in knots and I'm stress-grinding my teeth, and it feels like my soul is being suffocated. You know, just your standard paradise stuff. How about you?
Angelique: It's been a little uncomfortable. I think Pedro maybe heard you say... that thing you were gonna say.
Chidi: Oh, no. I'm so sorry. I... But I have to ask. Do you feel the way I feel?
Angelique: We can't talk about this.
Chidi: Well, I know, but if the numbers were that close, Angelique, I think I'm supposed to...
Angelique: Stop! Please don't make this harder than it already is, Chidi.

Glenn: Hey! Twinsies!
Tahani: I'm sorry?
Glenn: Look! Cargo-pants buddies! [chortles] I bet we have a lot in common. I was a garbage man in Winnipeg. How about you?
Tahani: Okay. [downs shot]
Glenn: Crocs also?!