Dwight K. Schrute: We need to do something. I'm thinking maybe a coup or we take Ryan hostage.
Phyllis: Those sound too harsh.
Dwight K. Schrute: No, I'm not saying we do those things. I'm saying something like those things.
Jim: Of course. What is like a hostage?
Dwight K. Schrute: Excellent question.
Andy: We could write a strong-worded letter.
Dwight K. Schrute: Words will never be enough.
Jim: Strongly-painted picture.
Dwight K. Schrute: No, pictures are too interpretive.

Michael Scott: Six weeks ago, none of these people wanted to come with me. You two were the only ones with the stones to follow.
Pam: Mm-hmm.
Michael Scott: That was us, right there.
Pam: We were something else.
Ryan: What you gotta do is you gotta go down to that warehouse and you gotta crack some skulls.
Michael Scott: Mm-hmm.
Ryan: Chiklis style.
Michael Scott: Yeah, the Commish.
Ryan: Yes, but Chiklis Shield style. Not Commish style.
Michael Scott: Yeah, yeah. The Shield.

Creed: No. If you do that, I'm gonna do that. If you do that, I'm gonna do that. If you do this, I'm gonna do that.
Jim: Well, what if I just do this?
Creed: You don't want to do that.
[aside to camera:]
Jim: I'm just hiding out until all this stuff blows over. With Creed. Playing chess. At work. He's winning. I feel like I'm describing a dream I had.

Dwight K. Schrute: We want our clients back or we quit, Michael.
Michael Scott: Who quits?
Phyllis: Me.
Stanley: And me.
Andy: Me too.
Michael Scott: You guys gotta be kidding.
Dwight K. Schrute: No, we gotta be deadly serious. We'll start our own paper company. The Schrute-Bernard-Lapin-Vance...Stanley Paper Company.

Michael Scott: No matter how I look at this, I am in the wrong. And I have looked at this thing, like a hundred different ways. From my point of view, from their point of view... 98 others. And the bottom line, I am in the wrong. I'm the bad guy.

Michael Scott: So from the bottom of my heart to the top of my heart, I am sorry.
Stanley: Are you giving us our clients back?
Michael Scott: If we could just focus and go down the line, and everyone would say, "apology accepted", I think we would all feel better. And then we can break out my gift to you, complimentary white chocolate bark.
Stanley: Nobody likes that stuff except for you.
Michael Scott: They wouldn't make it unless people liked it.

Michael Scott: I need your help. This whole Pam/Ryan debate is screwing with my head.
Jim: I don't want to be biased, but I am very close to Ryan. You know that.
Michael Scott: You're close with Pam too.
Jim: Eh, she's nice, I guess.

Andy: You don't understand clothing, Toby. You're dressed like this amorphous blob of khaki.
Toby: All right, look, what you gotta understand is that when you come to work, you give up certain rights.
Dwight K. Schrute: Listen up, Flenderson. You're being weak and ineffectual. I'm cowboying this meeting, okay? Here are the new rules. Earth tones only. Also, women are forbidden to wear pants.
Toby: All right, come. Sit down, Dwight.
Dwight K. Schrute: No.
Toby: I'm running this meeting.
Dwight K. Schrute: That's debatable.
Toby: It's not. It's not. Sit down or I am writing you up.
Meredith: Ooh, where has this guy been?
Toby: Casual Fridays are cancelled. [everyone protests] Let's just not do it anymore.
Andy: That's not a solution. You're running from the problem.
Toby: There's not a single appropriate outfit in this whole. Except mine, quite honestly.

Toby: Hey, Meredith. Can I talk to you privately for a second?
Meredith: About what?
Toby: Your outfit.
Meredith: What? What's wrong with my outfit?
Toby: You- You might consider pulling it down a touch. It's- It's riding up a little high.
Meredith: A bunch of prudes. You know, Oscar's allowed to wear sandals, but I'm not allowed to wear open-toed shoes? [pulls down dress, office gasps] Is that how it goes?
Oscar: Meredith, your boob is out.
Meredith: Fine. [pulls dress up, everyone gasps]
Angela: Meredith, too far!
Kelly: Dammit, Meredith, where are your panties?
Meredith: It's casual day. Happy?

Darryl: What'd I tell you about building forts in my warehouse?