Jack: (looking through the blinds in Liz's office) Oh, my. There appears to be a gentleman making passionate, angry love to himself.
Liz: Yeah, I know. That's why I closed the blinds in the first place.
Jack: Right in his office. Huh.
(Turns away). Lemon, I like to think of myself as a winner; I like to surround myself with winners. I see potential in you. Let me be your Jack Welsh. Let me be your mentor.
Liz: No, thank you.
Jack: That is unfortunate. (Turns around and looks through blinds again) You've, uh, got to admire his persistence and stamina, though. Am I wrong or is he in the middle of a staff meeting?
Liz: Maybe you should be his mentor.
Jack: Obviously he doesn't need one. He's got it all figured out.