Dwight K. Schrute: Oh my gosh, now she's up.
Jim: And she's trying to correctly butcher a goose, but she's having trouble coming up with it.
Dwight K. Schrute: Oh, OK. Cindy! Yo, Cindy! Cindy! Hold its neck back and insert the knife below the jaw. Bring it all the way around, there's going to be a good amount of blood. Don't let it bother you. Have a bucket there, for the blood... and the innards... and the feathers.

Kevin: I hear Angela's party will have double-fudge brownies. It will also have Angela. So double-fudge, Angela.
Double-fudge, Angela.

Angela: I don't back down. My sister and I used to be best friends, and we haven't talked in 16 years over some disagreement I don't even remember. So... Yeah, I'm pretty good.

Dwight K. Schrute: Looks like you've got a little Nakiri knife action going there.
Chef: No, it's Usuba.
Dwight K. Schrute: Yeah, I bet you wish you had a Nakiri, though.
Chef: Actually, the Usuba's the better knife when you're working with this quantity.
Dwight K. Schrute: Nah, I don't know... Still think Nakiri's better.
Woman at bar: I think he'd know.

Kelly: [singing] Whatever we deny or embrace For worse or for better We belong, we belong We belong together, Ryan.

Jim: Night, Pam.
Pam: Night.
Jim: Oh, you know what? Sorry, I forgot to tell you. I intercepted a transmission earlier, and it seems that the CIA is gonna need Dwight down in their headquarters at Langley for training and an ice cream social with the other agents.
Pam: We should get him a bus ticket to make his trip easier.
Jim: Oh, no, that would be great. We should try.
Pam: It costs $75.
Jim: Well, maybe the CIA could send a helicopter.

Dwight K. Schrute: [phone buzzes] "You have been compromised. Abort mission. Destroy phone." Destroy phone. [Dwight lobs his phone off the roof]

Michael Scott: Why do I feel like crap?
Jim: You just had a rebound.
Michael Scott: I had a rebound.
Jim: Yeah. Which, don't get me wrong, can be a really fun distraction. But, when it's over, you're left thinking about the girl you really like, the one that broke your heart.

Michael Scott: I honestly don't see what the big deal is. Stevie Wonder is married. Are you going to tell me that Stevie Wonder doesn't love his wife just because he's not sure what she looks like?

Angela: Meredith, if you don't come to my party, you will be very, very sorry.
Meredith: That a threat?
Angela: No, it's an invitation.