Greenlee: Oh, my you have a lot to learn about the good life. You get a massage, you get in the hot tub, you take a cold shower, you get a facial, a manicure --
Jake: This is just -- this is just such a consummate waste of time, Greenlee.
Greenlee: Sitting alone at a bar feeling sorry for yourself isn't a "consumee" waste of time?
Jake: Oh, "consumee" -- ow! That hurt! Do you mind?
Justin: Sorry.
Greenlee: You know what your problem is, Jake? You don't trust anyone.
Jake: What?
Greenlee: Claire, Justin, let me deal with this Yahoo by myself, Ok? He's in much deeper than I thought.
Jake: Oh, Yahoo, huh? And deeper than what, Greenlee, may I ask?
Greenlee: Get up.
Jake: What?
Greenlee: Just get up, Jake. Oh, don't worry. I won't peek.
Jake: Oh! Oh, my gosh.
Greenlee: Now lie down on the floor.
Jake: Excuse me?
Greenlee: Face down, butt up. Now.
Jake: Do I look like I want to lie down on the floor to you?
Greenlee: You look like you need a big bowl of bran flakes, but this will have to do. Now, lie down so I can walk all over you.
Jake: Well, you wouldn't be the first.
Greenlee: Ha! See? You can be funny if you try. Now, lie down. I won't hurt you.
Jake: No, what is this? I mean, is this some kind of a mating -- bizarre mating ritual of yours?
Greenlee: Oh, yeah. That's it, Jake. I want you. Now, come on. Just do it. Look, I don't have my pumps on, for Pete’s sake.
Jake: All right, listen. Forget it, forget it. I give in. I give in. Just put something down on this floor. Don't know what kind of people hang out in these places. Oh! My God. This can't be good, Greenlee.
Greenlee: Now, try and relax, Ok?
Jake: I'm relaxed!
Greenlee: Oh, yeah. And trust me, please.
Jake: Oh -- ow!
Greenlee: Feels good, doesn't it?
Jake: You got to be kidding. Is this supposed to feel good?
Greenlee: Wait till I get to your shoulder blades. You'll see God.
Jake: Oh, God, oh!
Greenlee: There you go.
Jake: Oh! Oh.
Greenlee: Oh! You're so sensitive.
Jake: That hurt. Well, you're -- you're crazy. That hurt.
Greenlee: It feels better, though, doesn't it?
Jake: What, what? My mood or my back?
Greenlee: Both.
Claire: I'm sorry, Dr. Martin?
Jake: Yeah, yeah? I'm right here.
Claire: I just thought you would want to know because there are so many ambulances and everything out there.
Jake: Know what? Claire: A woman just fell from the Chandler Building.
Greenlee: Whoa.
Claire: I know her. I’ve massaged her a bunch of times. She's a lawyer. Her name is Leslie --
Jake: Leslie Coulsin?
Claire: Yeah, that's it, that's it. They said it's really terrible.
Jake: Ok, I got to run. I got to run. My clothes, please?