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Pam: Michael … Michael: Cock in the henhouse! Michael: Wow, look at you! You are uh … you’re like the new and improved Pam. Pam 6.0! Michael: I read Small Businessman. I also uh … subscribe to USA Today, and … American Way um magazine. That’s the in-flight magazine. Some great articles in that. They did this great profile last month of Doris Roberts. And where she likes to eat when she’s in Phoenix. Illuminating. Kevin: So, are you jealous, cause there’s another girl around? Dwight: The purse girl hits everything in my checklist: creamy skin, straight teeth, curly hair, amazing breasts. Not for me, for my children. The Schrutes produce very thirsty babies. Pam: It’s nice having Katy around. It’s another person for Michael to um (smiles) … interact with. Michael: I live by one rule. No office romances. No way, very messy, inappropriate, no. But … I live by another rule. Just do it. Nike. Roy: Hey Jimmy, what do you think about that little purse girl, huh? Jim: Pam and I are good buddies. I’m sort of Pam’s go-to guy for her problems. You know, with stuff like work, or uh, her fiance, Roy, or um … no, those are pretty much her only two problems. Jim (watching Dwight buy a purse) : I’m gonna be the prettiest girl in the ball. Oh how much? Michael: Coffee is the great incentivizer in the office. It’s a drug, it’s quite literally a drug that speeds people up. It’s not the only drug that speeds people up. You hear stories about uh Dunder Mifflin in the 80s, before everybody knew how bad cocaine was. God, man, did they move paper. Michael: Um Pam, one more thing. Um, how do girls your age feel about futons? Katy: What colors do you like? Michael: Watch out, woah! That’s my Drakkar Noir. Ryan: Wow. How many filet-o-fishes did you eat? Jim: What’s up? Dwight: Let me describe the perfect date. I take her out to a nice dinner. She looks amazing. Some guy tries to hit on her. Now he wants to fight. So I grab him, I throw him into a jukebox. Then the other ninja’s got a knife, he comes at me, we grapple, I turn his knife on him. Blood on the dance floor. She’s scared now. I take her home. I’m holding her in my arms. I reach in for a kiss. I hear something in the leaves. I flip her around, she gets a poison arrow right in her back. She was in on it the whole time. But I knew. |
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