Dwight K. Schrute: I come from a long line of fighters. My maternal grandfather was the toughest guy I ever knew. World War II veteran, killed 20 men, then spent the rest of the war in an Allied prison camp. My father battled blood pressure and obesity all his life. Different kind of fight.

Michael Scott: I told Dwight that there is honor in losing, which, as we all know, is completely ridiculous. But there is, however, honor in making a loser feel better, which is what I just did for Dwight. Would I rather be feared or loved? Easy. Both. I want people to be afraid of how much they love me, and I think I proved that today at the dojo.

Dwight K. Schrute: I am a practitioner of Goju-Ryu Karate here in Scranton. My sensei, Ira, recently promoted me to purple belt. And gave me the duties of a sempai. Not that a lot of people here in America know what a sempai is. But it's equally as respected as a sensei.

Dwight K. Schrute: Where is my desk?
Jim: That is weird.
Dwight K. Schrute: This is not funny. This is totally unprofessional.
Jim: Okay, well, you're the one who lost the desk.
Dwight K. Schrute: I didn't lose my desk.
Jim: Hey, calm down. Where was the last place you saw it?
Dwight K. Schrute: Okay, who moved my desk?
Jim: I think you should retrace your steps.
Dwight K. Schrute: Okay, I am going to tell Michael and this entire office will be punished.
Jim: Colder. ... Warmer. ... A little warmer. ... There you go. ... Ooh, warmer. Warmer. Warmer. Warmer. Warmer. Cold. Cold. Cold. Back up. Ooh, warmer. Hot. Red hot. Hot. Very hot.
[Telephone ringing]
Dwight K. Schrute: [answering the phone] Dwight Schrute.
Jim: Hi, Dwight. What sort of discounts are we giving on the 20-Ib. White bond?
Dwight K. Schrute: Jim, I've given you this information, like, 20 times.
Jim: I know.
[Toilet flushing, Kevin emerges from a stall]
Dwight K. Schrute: It's by the ream?
Jim: Uh, yeah.
Dwight K. Schrute: Ream It is now $9.78, so it's a discount of 7%.
Jim: Okay, thank you. Got to get back to work.
Dwight K. Schrute: Wash your hands, Kevin.

Jim: [on the phone] Right. Oh, let me just check the pricing list. Hold on one second.
Dwight K. Schrute: [also on the phone] Sensei, hello, it's Sempai. Dwight.
Jim: You know what, let me give you a call right back. I'm gonna find it and then I'll call you back. Thanks. [hangs up]
Dwight K. Schrute: Yes, I just had a question. Yes, Sensei. [speaks Japanese, then hangs up]
Jim: Was that your mom?
Dwight K. Schrute: No, that was my sensei.
Jim: Oh, I thought it was your mom.
Dwight K. Schrute: I am now Sempai, which is Assistant Sensei.
Jim: Assistant to the Sensei, that's pretty cool.
Dwight K. Schrute: Assistant Sensei.

Pam: Michael tends to procrastinate a bit whenever he has to do work. Time cards, he has to sign these every Friday. Purchase orders have to be approved at the end of every month. And expense reports, all he has to do is initial these at the end of every quarter. But once a year it all falls on the same Friday. That's today. I call it the perfect storm.

Dwight K. Schrute: This is not a toy. This is a message for the entire office. So that everyone can see that I am capable of physically dominating them.

Jim: Okay. Michael. Could you beat up Michael?
Michael Scott: Yeah, I don't think that would happen.
Dwight K. Schrute: Because we're friends.
Michael Scott: Because I would kick his ass.
Jim: Well, Dwight's a purple belt, so...
Michael Scott: So? I've beat up black belts.
Jim: Yeah. And how did you know they were black belts?
Michael Scott: They told me after. See, I used to run with a very tough crowd, street fighter types. Real, real bad people. I'm just lucky I got out.

Dwight K. Schrute: Did I want to harm Michael? The one man I've been hired to protect? No, I did not.

Michael Scott: Well, the offer, Dwight, was for one punch, which I absorbed. I had no idea that there would be a second punch. So, catch-22.
Dwight K. Schrute: Okay, fine. Tit for tit. Give it your best shot. Two punches. Go!