Dwight K. Schrute: Argh. You know what, fine. I will reprogram my phone to go to my office phone. Done.
Jim: [answering his office phone] This is Dwight.
[aside to camera:]
Jim: Oh. And I forwarded his desk phone to mine.
[back:]
Jim: Oh, hello, mater. Good news, I've married. Tell fater. [hangs up] Such a nice woman.
[Dwight smashes his cell phone against the table.]