Kelly: What's going on?
Michael Scott: Why don't you tell us.
Kelly: Nothing's going on.
Dwight K. Schrute: Let me paint you a picture, of a little girl from southern India, who, despite being welcomed into this country, will now spend the rest of her life in prison for a crime she did commit.
Michael Scott: Dwight, I was informed by these gentlemen that the reports that you filed may not entirely be accurate.
Kelly: What? I don't know what you're talking about. This is the first time I'm hearing about this.
Dwight K. Schrute: Oh, come on! You juked the stats, cupcake.
Jim: We called about a dozen customers, they all said they gave us great marks.
Michael Scott: What's going on?
Kelly: I love your tie, Michael.
Michael Scott: Oh. Kelly?
Kelly: I was raped.
Michael Scott: You cannot say "I was raped" and expect all your problems to go away, Kelly. Not again. Don't keep doing that.