Michael Scott: So I'm thinking as a reward for our loyal clients that we contact their assistants and we find out where they live. And then, we go to their houses in the middle of summer and go caroling. It is a summer Christmas sale-abration and we'll call it, "A summer sales a lot." Feedback, anybody? Stanley?
Stanley: Has the potential to be your best idea yet.
Phyllis: That's the dumbest thing I've ever heard.
Michael Scott: Damn it, Phyllis. All right, everybody out except Phyllis.

Michael Scott: Everybody, everybody, listen up. I need your ideas now. Ideas, please, right now. Go, go! Come on!
Pam: Michael, we don't know what you're talking about.
Michael Scott: Wet cement outside, it's drying fast. Come on, this is a lifelong dream. What do I write?
Kevin: Michael, you could put your initials in it.
Michael Scott: M.G.S., no. Some idiot named Mark Greg Sputnik will claim credit for it.
Jim: I don't-

Michael Scott: Once in a lifetime opportunity, people. Come on! Here we go! Phyllis, yes?
Phyllis: When I was a little girl-
Michael Scott: Okay. Okay, do it! Come on, great, let's hear it!
Phyllis: We found some wet cement-
Michael Scott: It's drying, it's drying. All right, Phyllis, come on! Come on, Phyl!
Phyllis: What did we write?
Michael Scott: Aah! Come on!

Andy: Draw a picture.
Michael Scott: No!
Andy: 'Cause that says so more than words.
Michael Scott: No, no! Come on, give me something good!
Kelly: I was watching E!, and I saw Will Smith outside the Chinese theater, and, oh, my God, he looked so good.
Michael Scott: Pam, translate.
Pam: She's talking about the handprints that celebrities make in cement.
Michael Scott: I love it!
Jim: If you were a real star, you would would put your face in it.
Michael Scott: I love it more!
Oscar: Michael, that doesn't seem safe-
Michael Scott: I love it! Come on, let's go!

Andy: Okay. Adjective.
Angela: Um. Tall. No, no, uh, nice.
Andy: Good one. Okay. You ready? "The tall man entered the nice building, to visit a very nice man." "Sit down, Mr. Smith. Can I interest you in any good cat food?"
Angela: It's a man eating cat food!
Andy: What about a cat eating man food?

Dwight K. Schrute: Andy and Angela seem very happy. I hope nothing horrible ever happens to them.

Pam: Um. Yeah, I slept over at a, uh, friend's house, and I forgot my contact solution, so I had to wear my back-up glasses. Shut up.

Michael Scott: All right, everybody. Oh, my God, Pam. Those make you look so ugly. Um. Pam, in order to get hotter, you take the glasses off. You're moving in the wrong direction.
Pam: I don't have my contact -
Michael Scott: Blah blah! I can't even hear you. It's just noise coming out of an ugly scientist.

Andy: You meet a lot of ladies driving an Xterra, because you pull up to a stop light and look over and there's an Xterra next to you, they're always driven by chicks. So there's your ice breaker.

Kevin: Hey, Pam. I really like your glasses.
Pam: Oh, thanks.
Kevin: All the girlfriends that I've ever had have worn glasses.
Pam: Okay.
Kevin: Yeah, it's kind of a turn-on for me actually.
Pam: I should probably get back to-
Kevin: Like librarians.
Pam: -entering the-
Kevin: Could you just say, "These are due back Thursday."
Pam: No.