Toby: You know who's not gonna get to work on some exciting new startup this year? George Howard Scubb, a.k.a. the alleged Scranton Strangler, because he's in prison for something he may not have done.
Nellie: I'm sorry, the--Uh, the Scranton who?
Toby: The Scranton strangler. George Howard Skub. Haven't I told you about the jury I was on a couple years ago?
Nellie: [gasps] Oh, what happened? I mean, if you can talk about it, obviously. Because if you can't, I mean, I understand.
Toby: I- I could... I could talk about it.
Stanley: [pats Nellie on the shoulder as he walks out] See you next Christmas.
Toby: I could, sure. Have a seat. I would start at the beginning, but I think I need to go farther back.

Meredith: What does the strangler look like? Is he gorgeous? He looks gorgeous in the drawings.
Kevin: Yeah.
Meredith: That scowl.

Toby: This is the prison. Uh, I am not going in there with expectations, per se. Uh, I will meet George Howard Scubb. I will tell him that I believe he is innocent. I would understand if he felt motivated to hug me. I would understand if a friendship began. How did, how did Bogart put it? [imitating Humphrey Bogart] I think this is a start of my first friendship.

Toby: Hey, Nellie. Mmm. I am so sick of February. It's the shortest month but it sure doesn't feel that way. We should catch up.
Nellie: Um.
Toby: Y'know I've been going over my notes from the trial...
Nellie: Oh no.
Toby: ...feel like I may have glossed over a few...
Nellie: No, no, no, no.
Toby: ...minor points.
Nellie: No! Toby, you cannot keep blathering on about this Scranton Strangler. Do something about it. Get it out of your system, whatever it takes.
Toby: I've been drafting a letter.
Nellie: For two years! Then what? Another year picking out a stamp? Another six months before you decide to lick it? Just- I don't want to hear it!

Oscar: Those figures I gave you, they're false.
Toby: How?
Oscar: I was mad at Kevin, we had a fight and I acted vindictively.
Toby: So you set him up.
Oscar: Yes, he's innocent.
Toby: I knew it. I knew it from the beginning this was a possibility.
Oscar: What are you talking about? I just did this now.
Toby: Oh. A few years ago, when I was on the jury of the Scranton Strangler..
Oscar: Sure.
Toby: I always thought he might have been set up but I felt pressured to convict.
Oscar: That's gotta be tough.
Toby: Tough? I put an innocent man on death row.

Toby: I'm going to the prison. This afternoon. I'm gonna talk to the strangler.
Nellie: Probably best to use his real name rather than strangler.
Darryl: Don't use his real name. George Howard Scubb. It's a devil name.

Dwight K. Schrute: How has being a minority affected you?
Kelly: Well, there's a lot of pressure from my parents to settle down and marry an Indian guy.
Dwight K. Schrute: Oh, good, and you resent this because...
Kelly: Indian guys always wear their cell phones outside their pants. It's so dorky.
Dwight K. Schrute: Oh, no, no. That's not dorky. Look, it's easily accessible. Boom, like this. 911, hello. Scranton Strangler's in the house. Inside the house.
Kelly: Just put it in your pocket.

Michael Scott: Grandpa, where were you the day the the Scranton Strangler was caught? [old man voice] Well kiddo, I was there. I was there... And I'll tell you what. [shakes jar of gravel from the road] You go sell these and buy yourself a nice spaceship.