Michael Scott: What is that? That sound- The air-conditioning leaking or something?
Jim: That doesn't make sense, couldn't be.
Michael Scott: What is that? Dwight, are you peeing?
Dwight K. Schrute: I'm peeing in this empty can.
Jim: Oh my God!
Michael Scott: Come on, man. That is disgusting, Dwight!
Dwight K. Schrute: Well you said that we couldn't make anymore stops, and I really had to go.
Jim: Michael, watch the road!
Dwight K. Schrute: Hey, you're making me spray!
Michael Scott: I'll kill you, man!
Jim: Michael! Michael, pull over!
Michael Scott: That is just so disgusting!
Dwight K. Schrute: I think I cut my penis on the lid!