Dwight K. Schrute: Excuse me, can I get a photo of the Best Mom and the Best Dad please?
Jim: I gotta go do this.
Pam: [annoyed] Why?
Dwight K. Schrute: Let's go. Big smiles folks. There they are.

DeAngelo: They say he's going to be my right hand man, ad lib masturbation joke. ... No, I hate this, I hate it so much. Dwight Schrute! Please accept this promising Assistant Manager Dundie.
Dwight K. Schrute: Thank you, thank you so much. I would like to thank something that we, uh, take for granted in our daily lives. And that is the humble trashcan. This is for you trashcan! [throws the Dundie into the trashcan as he walks off stage]

Manager: Who gave you those crayons?
Kevin: I brought them from home! Do you have a red?
Manager: This is a cloth tablecloth! You can't color on it!
Kevin: Oh, really?

Erin: Thank you. Thank you. This is the first award I've ever won in my entire life. People are right about the Dundies, they are magical. But I don't feel it. And I think that's because I'm not with the right person. Gabe... we should break up.
Gabe: What?
Erin: I'm not attracted to you. I just- I cringe when you talk. I have to be honest. Right- Right, Pam? Thank you for hearing me.

Darryl: [to Erin] Damn that was cold.

Pam: Let's grab some ice cream, go back to the office, and finish what we started.
Michael Scott: So what you're saying is you kinda like it? [as Phyllis] I've fallen and I can't get up! That Phyllis bit, that was pretty good.
Jim: I don't know that we need to dissect it all now, but-
Michael Scott: That got a big laugh.
Jim: That did. Pretty huge laugh.
Michael Scott: [to Stanley] You were laughing right?
Stanley: I was.

Michael Scott: You know, despite a couple hiccups, I think that went very well.
Dwight K. Schrute: I thought it was the worst Dundies I've ever been to.
Michael Scott: Man, maybe you should have won the Kind of a Bitch Award.
Dwight K. Schrute: Gladly. I'd accept that award, because a bitch is a female dog!