Pam
Nothing happened. We went on a couple of dates. He never called me again.
What? He never called you? I thought you said it just fizzled.
Pam
That's fizzling. I mean, someone has to start the fizzle.
Yeah, I thought you started it.
Pam
No, I liked him. For a couple of days. Four years ago. You know I have a kid with you, right?
Pam
[seeing Michael pouring gasoline all over the parking lot] Michael! Michael!
Pam
Hi. I was just coming out to see what you were doing and to maybe stop you.
Oh, you know what, you have a siphon? I think I'm gonna run out of gas.
Pam
Why do you need more gas?
Well, I'm writing a message.
Pam
Is it a good message or a bad message?
I'm asking Holly a question in fire.
Pam
Are you proposing?!
Pam
Wow.
Hey, you know what? I've got gas all over my hands and my shoes. Would you light it? Would you do the honors please?
Pam
Yeah. Yeah, no problem. [grabs the lighter and runs away]
Pam
Yep?
Could you light this please?
Pam
Michael, you've had two ideas today. And one of them was great. And the other one was terrible.
I am not in the mood for riddles, Pam.
Pam
This is terrible.
[The entire office staff sings a surprise song to Michael to the tune of "Seasons of Love" from Rent]
Nine million, nine hundred eighty six thousand minutes! We actually sat down, and did the math.
AAll
Nine million, nine hundred eighty six thousand minutes! That's how many minutes, that you've worked here.
Pam
In costumes!
EKErin and Kelly
And cups of coffee.
WWomen
...E-mail forwards you made us read.
AAll
Nine million, nine hundred eighty six thousand minutes! That's like watching Die Hard, eighty thousand times!
You hit me with your car!
You helped me get off drugs!
I watch you when you sleep.
I forgive you for kissing me!
AAll
Remember to call. Call. Remember to call. Call. Remember to call. Call.
EKErin and Kelly
Call, text or e-mail, or call.
[falsetto] Measure your life in love!
AAll
Remember to call, remember to call. Remember to call.
[voice-over as he leaves the office in a cab, arrives at the airport, and goes through security] Well, got almost everybody, so...Holly's my family now. She's my family, and the babies that I make with her will be my children. The people that you work with are just, when you get down to it, your very best friends. They say on your deathbed, you never wish you spent more time at the office, but I will. Got to be a lot better than a deathbed. I actually don't understand deathbeds. I mean, who would buy that?
[Cut to Michael at last checkpoint putting his shoes back on] Well, I guess this is it. Hey, will you guys let me know if this ever airs? Thank you. All right...oh. [Removes the wireless mic from his jacket] This is gonna feel so good getting this thing off my chest. [Hands device over. No audio] That's what she said. Bye.
[He walks a few steps until Pam, shoes in hand, catches up to him. The dialogue is not heard as they share a couple of hugs and a kiss on the cheek, and he walks down the airport as Pam looks on.]
Pam
No, he wasn't sad. He was full of hope...about Colorado, and he was hoping to get an upgrade as an awards member. And he said he was just real excited to get home and see Holly.
Dwight! Walk me out. Let's talk soon. And stay on top of these people. You gotta admit it - it's nice to have a little power, eh? How's it feel?
Jo, I accidentally fired a gun in the office today.
I am telling you this because I care too much about this job to be blackmailed into doing it poorly. All I've ever wanted was to be manager here. And if you feel that you cannot promote me over this one accident, I understand. But if you think that extortion is worse...
Shooting is worse! Are you kidding me? It's not even in the same...you shot a gun? What is wrong with you?
It was a Beaumont-Adams, if that helps.
Beaumont-Adams is a girl's gun. That just makes it plain stupid.
I take full responsibility.
Who else would be responsible?
Pam made me put a banana in my holster.
Pam
You shot a gun off.
OK, did I make a mistake? Yes. Do I regret the decision that I made? Yes.
Oh, stop asking yourself easy questions so you can look like a genius.
Pam
[Pretending to be a client so Creed doesn't ruin the company] Hello, this is...the client.
It's Creed. FYI, I'm starting my own paper company, looking to poach some chumps. You in?
Pam Beesly
Yes.
[Laughs] Cool. Let's keep this on the QT, OK? I don't want you to be a dead mama jama.
Pam
Dwight, am I hot right now?
Why would I or anyone else think that you're hot right now? I can't impregnate you, and that's the driving force between male-female attraction.
Pam
What about before? Was I attractive before?
Meh. You were at your most attractive when you were 24 with a slight, gradual decline and a steep drop-off when you got pregnant for the first time. Gradual recovery and, uh, well now, obviously, you're at an all-time low.
Pam
Oscar thinks that having a dog is just like having a baby.
News flash: If you didn't carry it around for nine months, it isn't your kid.
Pam
Exactly. Unless you adopted, of course.
That is where we disagree.
Everyone stop what you're doing. I have terrible news. Dwight is no longer with us.
APAngela, Pam, Phyllis, Oscar
What?
He's gone, dammit! He's been promoted to VP of Sabre Retail, and he's staying in Florida forever.
Yeah. That was him on the phone. He sounds wonderful.
Well, the way you said it made it sound like he was dead.
How could I have been more clear? He had a massive stroke of good fortune and he is now in a better place.
Pam
Hey Jim. Stanley's back from the hospital today. Can you sign his card?
Oh, great. [reads] "Glad they didn't mix up your tonsillectomy with a moustachectomy." Oh, that's not good.
Oh, because your jokes are all hilarious.
Pam
It's nice. It's funny. It mentions his tonsillectomy and makes a funny little joke about his moustache.
Stanley doesn't have a moustache.
Pam
Yeah, he does.
Pam, hit the brakes. Stanley does not have a moustache. I misspoke. I'm not sure. I think he has one, now that- I think he has a moustache.
Pam
Okay, Phyllis sits across from him every day. Phyllis, does he have a moustache or not?
Oh, I don't know. Now I think he doesn't.
Pam
Phyllis! What are you talking- The whole card depends on this!
Okay, the man's worked here for 25 years. How can none of us picture his face?
Because we come here to do our jobs. We don't stick our noses in other people's business.
Pam
Okay, which one of these looks more right?
[holds up drawing of Stanley with and without a moustache]
Neither of those looks like any person that has ever existed or been dreamt of in the history of human insanity. That said, the one on the left.
[bell dings] Guys, that's the elevator. What if it's him?
Okay, quick. Who says moustache?
[Pam, Oscar, Dwight, and Creed raise their hands]
[Jim, Angela, and Phyllis raise their hands; Gabe enters, hiding Stanley's face]
[reveals Stanley's moustache] Ah! Ha ha ha!
He does have a moustache.
Pam
Welcome back, Stanley.
[Stanley grunts]
GGroup
Shabooyah, role call! Shabooyah, yah yah shabooyah, role call!
Pam
My name is Pam.
Pam
I like to paint.
Pam
You think you’re better?
Pam
Oh no you ain't!
GGroup
Role call! Shabooyah, yah yah shabooyah, role call! Shabooyah, yah yah shabooyah, role call!
Pam
Dwight listen to me. Businesswomen are just normal, nice, reasonable people. Who's a nice, reasonable person in your experience?
I had a barber once who used to comb my hair gently.
Pam
Okay, so when you're selling to this woman, just imagine she's that nice, reasonable barber.
Pam
Good. Baby steps.
Pam
Like, he used to make dogs fight, or he actually fought dogs?
Little of this, little of that.