Michael Scott: I know, Dwight, I know. I know, I know.
Dwight K. Schrute: You know what?
Michael Scott: Jan called me about your little meeting!
Dwight K. Schrute: No.
Michael Scott: I know what you did. You-
Dwight K. Schrute: The Sebring's cool.
Michael Scott: I made the whole thing up, Dwight!
Dwight K. Schrute: It's cool, the Sebring's cool-
Michael Scott: Oh, do you? Do you like it?
Dwight K. Schrute: And has a cassette and a CD.
Michael Scott: How dare you? How dare you, Dwight?
Dwight K. Schrute: Don't fire me. Please, don't-
Michael Scott: Give me one good reason why I shouldn't fire you right here on the spot?
Dwight K. Schrute: I have excellent sales numbers!
Michael Scott: Not good enough!
Dwight K. Schrute: I'll do anything! Anything! Please, I'll do your laundry for a month! For a year!
Michael Scott: I have a laundry machine!
Dwight K. Schrute: I'm sorry. Anything- I'II- Please? Please?
Michael Scott: I don't know if I can trust you anymore.
Dwight K. Schrute: You can't. You can't, but I promise I'll never betray you again. What can I do, Michael? What can I do? What can I do? What can I do? What can I do?
Michael Scott: You can get up.
Dwight K. Schrute: What?
Michael Scott: Get up. And you can hug it out, bitch.