Jim: Oscar, yes. You're right to stop it. Thank you. Eject it.
Oscar: Jim, you let Michael fall in.
Dwight K. Schrute: Play it again. He purposefully leaned away and let you fall in.
Jim: Oh... man. I think when I started to see you go in I think I just froze.
Michael Scott: I don't think you froze.
Jim: It's a killer new dance move. [leans back] Do you wanna talk in your office?
Angela: No.
Jim: I didn't ask you. [to Michael] Would you like to talk?
Dwight K. Schrute: Judas!