Dwight K. Schrute: Salesman is king. As the best salesman, I am king of kings. Oh, you say Jesus is king of kings? Well. What does that say to you about how I think of myself?

Michael Scott: Over the last few weeks, things have been changing here. Sabre says it is our duty to support the sales team and the salesmen are letting it go to their heads. I think it's kind of screwed up, because the way this place used to work was: make friends first, make sales second, make love third, in no particular order.

Angela: I'm not going. You did this, not us.
Michael Scott: Okay, no, you encouraged it. You were complicit. Complicit. You were all successories!

Phyllis: What's the least we can do to make this okay?

Phyllis: I guess we could give them some of our new commissions.
Stanley: That is a dangerous precedent.
Jim: Pam texted back saying we could give them all iPods.
Phyllis: Oh, if they don't have an iPod by now they really don't want one.

Michael Scott: First up, the lost and found has gone missing. It itself is lost, so please try not to lose anything until we find it. Ah, pet day. If you don't have a pet, please don't feel like-
Stanley: When are we getting to sales topics?

Erin: I emptied it in the dumpster. With Toby's baba ganoush.
[aside to camera:]
Toby: If we don't patronize the only Syrian restaurant in town, there'll be nothing left but pan pizzas and make-your-own salads.

Michael Scott: Dwight?
Dwight K. Schrute: Sorry, Michael, I got calls to make.
Michael Scott: I would like your undivided attention, please.
Dwight K. Schrute: You couldn't handle my undivided attention.

Dwight K. Schrute: Listen, Michael, about what happened earlier.
Michael Scott: Yeah.
Dwight K. Schrute: When I was asking about the leads.
Michael Scott: M-hmm.
Dwight K. Schrute: ... is there any news on the leads?
Michael Scott: Is that all you have to say to me?
Dwight K. Schrute: Yeah. You got any news on the leads? Okay, I'll tell you what. I'm going out on a very important sales call. You get any news about the leads, you try me. All of my numbers. All six of my numbers, okay? Including the car phone! [leaves office] Alright, Dwight out!

Gabe: [on phone] Michael, we spent a lot of money on those leads. You have to give them out.
Michael Scott: Then we are just rewarding their bad behavior. Okay. Just... imagine that instead of going to jail for murdering someone, you got an ice-cream cone. If that were the case, then in the summertime, everyone would go around killing people for the pleasure of an ice-cream cone.
Gabe: Michael, I don't want to incentivise murder. But we've tried to make it clear that our policy emphasizes sales staff.
Michael Scott: They act like I have no power.
Gabe: But you do. You are in charge-
Michael: Thank you.
Gabe: of supporting the sales staff. You are required to hand out those leads, Michael.
Michael Scott: Hmm. Well, if that is what I am required to do, I will do exactly that.
Gabe: Okay, good.
Michael Scott: Exactly that.
Gabe: Good.
Michael Scott: Exactly that.
Gabe: Why do you keep repeating- [Michael hangs up]