Dwight K. Schrute: I'm sorry to spoil Jim's fantastic voyage everyone, but we're almost out of gas.
Jim: Okay, well I saw a station about a mile back so, chop chop.
Dwight K. Schrute: That name brand place? Nope forget about it, sorry. The tanks are so big on this thing, five cents a gallon extra, that really adds up.
Jim: Are you kidding me? Dwight, come on!
Pam: Hey honey, I don't think we should push him.
Jim: Oh no, I'm gonna push him. You know why? Because you're getting a pie. Why? Cause you deserve it. And what is he doing? He's trying to drive us all around the countryside looking for gas because he knows we won't get there. Is that what we want?!
Group: No!
Dwight K. Schrute: Stop ordering me around, Jim!