Max: What if she just wants to be friends?
Lisa: Well, so she likes you as a friend.
Max: Lisa, I have friends. What I need is sex.
Lisa: You have friends?
Max: No. But what I need is sex.
Lisa: Last week you told me you wanted a soul mate.
Max: Yes, a soul mate to have sex with.
Lisa: Max, I don't want to be your confidante.
Max: I know but. (Beth walks by) Does that car come with a V8?
Lisa: You know this is a news station not a car dealership. You could at least try to make your lies plausible.
Max: I'm sorry, I panicked. (Jimmy walks by) How much is the driver's side airbag, sir?