Jim: Cheer up. We made a sale.
Michael Scott: Just drive faster. I want to get back.
Jim: Well, I'm going the speed limit. So...
Michael Scott: Okay, fine. My feelings don't matter to you. What matters to you is your precious speed limit.
Jim: Someone's in a bad mood.
Michael Scott: No, I'm not. I'm not in a bad mood. I'm not, Jim. Hello? Okay, fine, ignore me. Have it your way. Let's just talk about you, as always. Is sex different after the baby, Jim?
Jim: Alright, let me turn on some music.
Michael Scott: I need to pee.
Jim: No, you don't.
Michael Scott: Yeah, I do. My word against yours.
Jim: Alright. Well we'll be there in ten minutes.
Michael Scott: What part of "I need to pee" do you not understand? I'm upset. My bladder is full. There is no telling what I might do, right now, all over the inside of your precious little car.