Tahani
You know my whole life, whenever I encountered any obstacles, I would simply say, "I would like to speak to a manager." But in our relationship, there was no manager. There was no one who could fix this for me except me.
My mom was a manager at a pet store. Does that help?
Tahani
No, and please don't launch into one of your long stories...
Tahani
Please, no.
...robbed the pet store where she worked.
Tahani
Please, please, Jason.
We actually robbed it together.
Tahani
No, no, no.
Long story short, it was all a dream.
Tahani
Thank you, Jason, for making this moment a little easier for me.
Michael said the portal would lead us to the Judge, so where's the Judge? All I see is a burrito.
Do you think it's a test? Like, maybe one of us is supposed to eat it, or we eat it together, or or maybe, maybe it's a test to see how long we can go without eating it.
I'm not scared of any burrito. I'll eat it. Unless the burrito is the Judge.
Tahani
Don't be so bloody ridiculous. Judges aren't food, judges are serious people who wear long, silk nightgowns and big, white powdered wigs.
I just absorbed the entirety of your existences, and I just wanna say you guys are so cute. And the thing is, you didn't file any paperwork, and you have no advocate, and the rules say I gotta [blows raspberry] Send you back.
Tahani
Your honor, please hear our case. You frankly wouldn't believe what we've been through just to be here today.
I mean, I would, because I just learned everything about you, but keep talking. I am, like, obsessed with your accent.
Tahani
We have made so much progress and all we ask is an audience with you to prove it. Is that not your very purpose to weigh in on matters such as ours? To paraphrase a song written by my godfather: Hey, judge. Don't make it bad. Take a sad group and make us better.
Tahani
Aluminium.
[Chidi, after his breakdown, is in his university classroom cooking a... very special style of chili.]
You put the Peeps in the chili pot and eat them both up! You put the Peeps in the chili pot and add the M&M's! You put the Peeps... in the chili pot, it makes it taste... bad...
[Chidi clears his throat.]
Imma eat all this chili. And/or... die trying. Anyone want any? I'm just gonna... put it right down here. C'mon! Dip your paws in my chili. Scoop your little mittens right in the stew.
MSMale Student
Professor? I can see that you're going through something. But exams are next week, so can you teach us anything?
All right... NERD. Y'wanna LEARN somethin', I'll TEACH ya somethin'! I'ma teach ya the meanin' of life! How d'ya like THEM apples?
[Chidi begins a moral ethics lesson more along the lines of his usual behavior.]
Now, over the last twenty five hundred years, Western philosophers have formed three main theories on how to live an ethical life. Now, first off... there's Virtue Ethics. Aristotle believed that there were certain virtues of mind and character like courage or generosity and you should try to develop yourself in accordance with those virtues.
[The scene fades to Tahani and Jason speaking to a representative of an opera house.]
Tahani
The gift will be anonymous.
[Back to Chidi's classroom.]
Next, there's Consequentialism; the basis for judgement about whether something is right or wrong stems from the consequences of that action; how much utility or good did it accomplish versus how much pain or bad.
[The scene cuts to Tahani and Jason giving random passerbys in the streets large stacks of money. After this, cut back to Chidi's classroom.]
And finally, there's Deontology. The school of thought that there are strict rules and duties that EVERYONE must adhere to in a functioning society.
[As Chidi continues, the scene cuts to an earlier scene of Eleanor struggling with the idea of pocketing the cash of a wallet she found on the floor of a bar, ultimately making the effort to seek out and return the wallet to its rightful owner. After this, cut back to Chidi's classroom.]
Being ethical is simply identifying and obeying those duties and following those rules. But here's the thing, my little chili babies: all THREE of those theories are hot, stinky cat dookie. The TRUE meaning of life -- the ACTUAL ethical system that you should all follow -- is NIHILISM. The world... is EMPTY. There is NO POINT... to ANYTHING and you're JUST GONNA DIE. So DO WHATEVER! And now, I'm gonna eat my marshmallow candy chili in silence and YOU ALL... can jump. Up. Your own. BUTTS.
FSFemale Student
Is that gonna be on the test?
Yes. And no. And you all get A's. or F's. And there is no test. And you all failed it. And you all got A's. Who cares? Goodbye. GOODBYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE...
[Chidi's philosophy students disperse after he has alienated every single one of them, but as the students leave, Eleanor is revealed to have been in attendance.]
Cool lecture. And cooler shirt. Feelin' all right?
I feel fine! I DO have a stomachache. Why do I ALWAYS have a stomachache?
Well, you just ate fifty pounds of chili, bro. This one's on you. Look, I know the future seems bleak. But I have a plan. Come with me.
[Eleanor makes to leave. Chidi approaches his pot full of chili monstrosity.]
NAH-AH-AH. Leave that chili, weirdo.
Holy forking shirtballs...we're in the Good Place!
Tahani
Are we SURE we're in the ACTUAL Good Place? It's rather...carpeted.
Yeah, I don't see any go-karts, much less go-karts being driven by monkeys wearing sunglasses and Hawaiian shirts.
No, this is definitely some part of the Good Place. Just take a deep breath.
Whoa! That smells like Typhoon Falls! My favorite water park when I was a kid! Mmm...chlorine, suntan lotion, Band-Aids and a thick cloud of teen hormones.
When I was researching my fake neighborhood, I learned about this. The Good Place smells like whatever makes you happiest.
Warm pretzels...or, no, wait...it's the smell of absolute moral truth?
Those two things have very similar smells.
Tahani
Michael? How did it go? Is the Committee going to help us?
The Committee's a bunch of ineffectual dorks in fleece vests. The Titanic is sinking and they're writing a strongly worded letter to the iceberg. How much more evidence do they need? The Bad Place has to be tampering with the system. There's no other explanation.
Tahani
Can I ask you an unrelated question?
Absolutely not! The fate of all humanity is at stake and time is running out!
Tahani
I'm trying to help Jason and Janet navigate some very complex feelings but everything I do makes it worse. You know them better than anyone else. How do I just make them happy?
How do you make Jason happy? You give him a lollipop shaped like a Transformer.
Tahani
You'd think it'd be that simple. But EVERY TIME I do something nice, it backfires. There are so many unintended consequences to well-intentioned actions! It feels like a game you can't win!
...That's it...there IS another explanation: unintended consequences! Oh, Tahani...you did it.
Tahani
Well, of course I did, darling...did what?
All along, I've only been looking at ONE Doug. But there's...[flips through the pages]...MILLIONS of Dougs in here.
In 1534, Douglass Wynegarr of Hawkhurst, England, gave his grandmother roses for her birthday. He picked them himself, walked them over to her, she was happy, boom, 145 points. Now...
MMicheal
Yeah, here we go...
In 2009, Doug Ewing of Scaggsville, Maryland, also gave his grandmother a dozen roses. But HE LOST four points. Why? Because he ordered roses using a cell phone that was made in a sweatshop. The flowers were grown with toxic pesticides, picked by exploited migrant workers, delivered from thousands of miles away which created a massive carbon footprint, and his money went to a billionaire racist CEO who sends his female employees pictures of his genitals! WHOO!!
Tahani
That is a VERY odd thing to cheer.
Don't you understand? The Bad Place isn't tampering with points; they don't HAVE to. Because every day, the world gets a little more complicated and being a good person...gets a little harder. Gather the others, we have a lot to do.
Tahani
But we didn't really deal with my thi-
Tahani
Okay. I'll just...figure it out...
Tahani
Eleanor? Michael? It is I, Tahani.
Yeah, we know, babe. What's wrong?
Tahani
I know John. Rather, he knows me. He's a gossip columnist who tortured me on Earth. He made it seem like I was shallow, plagued with jealousy, and prone to fits of MELODRAMA!
Tahani
Don't you see? The Bad Place DIDN'T pick the worst people! They picked the people who would be the worst for US!
Of course! How did I not anticipate this? Shawn didn't just choose a bunch of serial killers. He chose your tormentors or arch-rivals-
Okay, here's where I'm at: I just don't know if I can ever trust you. I'm gonna call the Judge, we'll start over. We won't have Chidi in the mix, but he'll be on our side again, which is almost as good.
Tahani
But we know the humans now. Starting over sounds exhausting!
I know, but if that's not Michael, he could sabotage us in ways we can't even perceive, and even if it is, I can't fully trust him, so every time something goes wrong, a little part of me is gonna wonder. We have to start over.
I have a better idea: I'm gonna blow myself up.
ETEleanor and Tahani
WHAT?
I'll blow myself up. That way, you can continue the experiment with Chidi as one of the people, which is our best chance to ever be successful.
Why not just lock you in a room or in Janet's void or something?
But then you might worry that I'd escape. I blow myself up, I'm out of your hair for good. Well...parts of me will be in your ACTUAL hair, but you get it.
Tahani
Michael? Wait.
Tahani, this is the only way. There's literally nothing I can say that will make you realize that I'm really me.
Oh boy...this is gonna suck. Hopefully, I will see you all in a few months. Good luck. Oh, and make sure that you, uh, get all of me into the container, or I might come back, uh...way shorter and that would bum me out.
I wish I were saying this in different circumstances, but...take it sleazy.