Kevin: Ten.
Oscar: Really? Ten? That's your guess? You're a professional accountant.
Jim: There's, like, ten green ones.
Oscar: Forty-two.
Jim: I'm going to say 50.
Karen: Fifty-one.
Jim: Oh, don't be that person.
Kevin: That is lame.
Karen: It's a strategy.
Pam: It's called being smart.

Pam: Forty-seven, forty-eight, forty-nine. Jim wins.
Kevin: That is not fair. He has spent hours up here at reception with you. Hours and hours.

Michael Scott: You may be asking yourself what am I doing on a trampoline? Well, I thought I'd bounce here for a while, relieve some stress and then move on with my day. Not. Here's a plan. Dwight is going to gather all of the office workers and all of the warehouse guys and we're going to have another safety seminar. Only this time, where's Michael? Oh, my God, he is on the roof. And now I have got their attention. I tell them about the cold hard facts of depression. And then I say, "Hey, you ever seen a suicide?" And I jump. And they freak out. And they get to see the dangers of depression with their own eyes. Nice side note, they might think, "Hey, I should have been nicer to Michael." But that's not why I'm doing this. Then I land on the trampoline, take a couple extra bounces for fun. I climb off, walk around the corner, ta-freaking-da.

Dwight K. Schrute: Okay, let's do this thing! I'll go summon the troops!
Michael Scott: Maybe we should test this first. Letterman style. Throw a TV over or-
Dwight K. Schrute: We measured it once.
Michael Scott: Go buy some watermelons.
Dwight K. Schrute: Seedless?
Michael Scott: Just-

Toby: Creed is eating an apple. I found a potato.
Pam: Hey, Creed.
Creed: Hey.
[As Pam distracts Creed, Jim swaps the apple with the potato. Creed doesn't notice and continues eating.]

Dwight K. Schrute: Hey! Guys, listen up, Michael is up on the roof and acting strange.
Andy: Whoa. What's the situation?
Dwight K. Schrute: Un-shun. I think he's suffering from depression. Re-shun.
Andy: Okay, when is the shunning thing going to end?
Dwight K. Schrute: Un-shun. Never. Re-shun. I think he wants you all to come out to the parking lot and watch him die.
Stanley: Is it nice outside? It's gorgeous.
Dwight K. Schrute: Let's go!
Stanley: Do I need my jacket?
Dwight K. Schrute: No, it really is. It's very nice. Come on!
Ryan: Will I be too warm in a long-sleeved tee?
Stanley: Everyone's going to be fine in exactly what they're wearing! Let's go!

Pam: What are the odds that this is in any way real?
Jim: I'd say, like, 10,000 to one.
Kevin: Okay, I'd like 10 bucks on those odds.

Creed: [zipping up his pants] Hey, check it out, there's a castle over there.
Jim: Oh, my God, there is a castle.
Dwight K. Schrute: [through megaphone] No. There's nothing to see over there, people. There's nothing to see. They found the castle, Michael.
Michael Scott: Damn it!

Pam: Oh, God. Oh, my God, he's going to jump.
Jim: Oh. He's going to kill himself pretending to kill himself.
Pam: Yeah.
Jim: Hey, Michael, don't jump on the bouncy castle. You can't do that 'cause you're going to get horribly, horribly injured.
Pam: [through megaphone] Hey, Michael, I have a present for you but you have to come down and get it.
Michael Scott: What is it?
Pam: Come down and open it and you'll see.
Michael Scott: Dwight, find out what the present is.
Dwight K. Schrute: Okay, I don't see anything. She might be bluffing.
Pam: Dwight.
Dwight K. Schrute: Oh. It's a A Repliee-Q-One-Expo female robot. They're only available in Japan.
Michael Scott: Dwight, you are such a liar.

Michael Scott: I Braveheart. I am.
Darryl: Come on down, okay?
Michael Scott: Okay. Pam, I'm coming down to get my present.