Angela: Geez, Meredith, you know, this is an office not one of your bean bag orgies.

Angela: Excuse me, everyone. Is it okay if I leave early from work today? It's Philip's first birthday and the senator and I are hosting a party at our house.
Erin: Aw, cute! So there'll be a bunch of kids?
Angela: No. No children. Our house is not kid-friendly. Most of our furniture is sharp. Also, ew! It will mostly be campaign donors.

Angela: What about me? "Klokken tre pige"
Oscar: "Three PM Girl".
Angela: What? Why would they... Wait a second! Wait a second! What was that? [pauses on her and Dwight leaving the warehouse area where they've just had sex] Oh! I didn't know they were filming then!
Oscar: It looks like the camera man was hiding behind the shelves.
Phyllis: Wait. So they were filming all the time? Even when we didn't know it?
Angela: Oh my god. [All look at camera horrified]

Angela: Look, I just want our life to get back to normal. Ribbon cuttings, charity balls.
Senator: Don't worry. I've scheduled a press conference for later today. We just need to face the camera together. A beloved public servant and his devoted wife. And move on.
Angela: All right, if I have to be the good wife, I'll be the best damn wife there is. Correction. Best darn wife. Sorry, I'm a better wife than that. [sighs]

Oscar: Is everything okay?
Angela: No. Everything is not okay. The county took my cats.
Kevin: Wait, all of them?
Angela: Two sacks' worth. Apparently, my apartment complex has rules about how many pets are too many for a studio. And while I was out picking Philip up from daycare, they came. They came into my house.
Oscar: That's- That's awful, Angela. I'm so sorry.
Angela: It's the [bleep] that lives downstairs. She's this uptight, judgmental shrew. You know the type.
Kevin: I've never met anyone like that.
Angela: And they're gone. And I have no one left. Without my cats, I am utterly and completely alone.
Oscar: Angela, you still have your son.
Angela: I guess.

Angela: [answering phone] This is Angela. Oh. Hello, Miss Polodnikovski. Uh, how can I help you? Did my rent check not clear? Because I just transferred another $25 to that account. So if there's a problem it's clearly on your end. And... Oh. Oh. Oh, okay. Good. Then... um... what is this about? No, no. Hey, hey! No, you are out of line Miss Polodnikovski. No, no you are. No you are! Evicted? Fine! I didn't want to live in that cesspool anyway! Listen, I get my security deposit back. Yes, I do. This is not fair! That is not fair! Well, you know what? You have so many hairs on your chin that Animal Control should've taken you away. That is very unladylike! You are disgusting! [leaves]
Kevin: [to Oscar] What do you think that was about?

Dwight K. Schrute: You've had your drink. Now where is my bride?
[outside:]
Dwight K. Schrute: Mose! What.. Oh, Mose. [Mose opens car trunk]
Angela: What the [bleep] is your problem you [bleep] [bleep] [bleep]?

Dwight K. Schrute: Hey, guys.
Angela: Hi.
All: Hey!
Pam: What about the honeymoon?
Angela: Oh, the honeymoon can wait till tomorrow. We wanted to hang out with you guys. I mean, when are we all going to be here together again?

Angela: Kevin, what's four plus seven?
Kevin: Eleven.
Angela: Yeah, well, you didn't know that when you filled out this payroll form.
Kevin: Yeah? Well, at least I didn't suck at customer relations. Oh, yes! Facial.
Angela: You two are apes.
Oscar: I expect you to apologize for that, Angela.
Angela: I'm sorry that you're both morons!
Kevin: Oh, but you still said, "I'm sorry."
Angela: I called you morons.
Kevin: Still said it.
Oscar: Still said it.

Angela: I hate to even ask cause you've been so accommodating about all the wedding stuff-
Andy: Your wish is my command.
Angela: Is there any way our first dance can be to my favorite song? The little drummer boy.
Andy: Of course!
Angela: Really?
Andy: Yeah. I mean, it's a great song. I always thought it was bigger than Christmas anyway, you know?