only way to get my life is to be distracted from your blind ambition and you can't do that without liz lemonis just trying to justify his own bad choices. go down there and fire liz. okay. we're obviously all thinking it, so i'm just gonna say it. we're gonna have sex with each other, right? - yeah, yeah. - oh, my! - lemon, don't sign that lease! - why are you here? - just sign it, dummy. it's a receipt for some lez pants you bought or whatever. - no. if you have a problem, i will fight you, dennis. - that wouldn't be very fair. i'm only trained to fight four or more men at a time. - there are three more of me upstairs and i'd be happy to go get them. - i can't. i hurt my wrist. - hey, people. somebody sabotaged the gas line. people could've died or had fights. - what? who would do that? hey, grab that black guy. - it was you. - what are you mad at me, liz? huh? i did it for love. - you're insane. - hey, hey, hey, guys. hands off the jacket all right? it's from amar'e stoudemire's eveningwear collection. - if i ever see you again, i'll kill you. - please. you'll be back. - all right, the gas