Pam: How can you keep defending him?
Jim: He's good at his job. And I like working for him.
Angela: Of course you do, Jim. You're a man. Deangelo is a huge sexist.
Andy: Whoa, whoa, whoa. I think if he was sexist, I'd be able to tell. I took a crap load of women's studies courses at Cornell. And I wrote my own companion piece to the "Vagina Monologues" called the "Penis Apologies." So I know a thing or two.

Ryan: Hey! Kelly, that's the last time I'm gonna talk to you about your paycheck! Okay? We pay you a fair salary here, and if you're only here for the money, maybe you shouldn't be here at all.
Deangelo: No one likes a money grubber.
Kelly: I'm sorry, Mr. Howard, I apologize for grubbing for money. I can't do this. I can't do this. I'm sorry. I just can't do it. Deangelo, Ryan is not my boss. Okay? Frankly, he hasn't had a real job here in years.
Deangelo: Ohh.
Ryan: Oh, that's hilarious, Kelly.
Kelly: No, he's just a big fraud, Deangelo. He's like Rango. He doesn't work here, basically. Just like the way Rango didn't save those animals. It was just a big misunderstanding.

Deangelo: There he is. Got ya coffee.
Dwight K. Schrute: Oh, wow, thank you. That was so kind of you. [throws cup in the garbage]
Deangelo: Not a coffee guy, I take it, huh?
Dwight K. Schrute: It's just that I own the coffee shop. So, once you've seen sausage being made, all you want to do is make sausage, because it's so much fun.
Deangelo: Listen. I've got a sixer. "Automatic for the People" on the jukebox. Let's hit the park after sundown. Come on! Pick up some sausage if you want.
Dwight K. Schrute: I think you'll find what you're looking for [points toward Oscar] over there.