Patti: Can you believe how easily people are bought?
Eli: The exodus has begun.
Patti: Only the morally bankrupt and weak-minded. No one liked your wife’s banana bread. We only ate it to be polite!
Eli: You’re the best, Patti.
Patti: I assume that’ll be reflected in my Christmas bonus?
Taylor: He just needs a gentle push.
Eli: Well, he’s your boyfriend, Taylor. Did you try the red nightie thing? That certainly convinced me to… uh, that’s inappropriate. Noted.
Eli: Patti, you know that box you’ve been keeping for me with all the faxes and letters from potential clients?
Patti: You mean the wackadoo file?
Eli: I mean the box with all the fascinating complex legal dilemmas that could one day end up in the Supreme Court.
Patti: Well what I have is a box full of cases from the nutballs that saw you on the news--the wackadoo file?
Eli: Could I just have it?
Jordan: Eli, I understand you have a special affection for Ms. Dekker.
Eli: Why does everyone keep saying that?
Taylor: You’re kidding, right?
Matt: Listen, Dekker, uh, this, uh, party is yours? Is that more like a gift thing or is a wedding present enough?
Patti: Can you justify letting them go?
Eli: The firm is splitting in two.
Patti: Which is what I might do to you in a few seconds.
Matt: Think I don’t know you had Stone set me up? You could have just passed me a note asking if I was staying with boxes for yes or no and “I” dotted with a little heart.
Maggie: (drunk) The other thing about Mojitos is they make you all better, like a tropical beach party in your mouth.
Maggie: Well, I don’t understand. You were in my bathroom?
Eli: Well, yeah. I was in your shower first. Uh, it’s… it’s, uh, very nice. It’s a great selection of shampoo. It’s a little girly for my taste, but, uh…
Eli: Just so you know, um, out of all the people here, you’re the one I could never lose. I mean that, Patti.
Patti: Well, I mean, Lord knows you’d be useless without me.