Mr. Grotti: God forbid you should have a fire in the warehouse.
Michael Scott: Yeah, definitely. All that paper burning up.
Mr. Grotti: And the truck goes off the side of the road. There's injury.
Michael Scott: Uh-huh. I hear you. The truck.
Mr. Grotti: You will be hearing from me, Mr. Scott. I can be very, very persistent.
Michael Scott: Do your worst.
[After Mr. Grotti takes his coat and knocks over the coatstand]
Mr. Grotti: Would you look at that, people? What an unpredictable world we live in, huh?