"Harvey": Me so horny. Me love you long Tim.
[...]
Pam: I'd love to meet Long Tim.
Andy: I'm not falling in a chocolate river.
Andy: Every success I've ever had - in my job, or with the ladyfolk - has come from my ability to slowly and painfully wear someone down.
Dwight: I never let anyone walk behind me. Seven out of ten attacks are from the rear.
Andy: We trade on the New York Stock Exchange. Ever heard of it? It's in New York.
Pam: Angela, you seem so happy. I bet you wish you were like this all the time.
Phyllis: You can pay me back later for the makeover.
Andy: Someone told me a story about this, with, like, laundry and betrayal. Did you betray Dwight and try to steal his job or something?
Michael: Fool me once, strike one. But fool me twice, strike three.
Jan: And where it asks you to state your business, he wrote "Beeswax Not Yours, Inc."
Andy: Oompa loompa doompadee dossum, Dwight is now gone, which is totally awesome.
Ryan: Dwight will be missed. Not by me, so much, but he will be missed.
Dwight: One of my life's goals was to die right here in my desk chair. And today, that dream was shattered.
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