Robert California
- The Office - S.8. E.5 - Spooked
It was about this time she lost herself in an imaginary world. She had quit the book club, the choir, saying something about their high expectations. Her lips slowly grew together from disuse. Every time she wanted to act and didn't and other parts of her face hardened until it was stone. And that fevered night, she rushed to the nursery, threw open the door, "Baby, are you ok?" Baby sat up slowly, turned to Mother and said, "I'm fine Bitch. I'm fine."
Dwight Schrute
- The Office - S5. E13. - Stress Relief
Last week I gave a fire safety talk. And nobody paid any attention. It's my own fault for using PowerPoint. PowerPoint is boring. People learn in a lot of different ways, but experience is the best teacher. 'lights a cigarette' Today, smoking is gonna save lives.
Dwight Schrute
- The Office - S7 E10 - “China”
They say the best vampires don't bleed their victims dry, but give them the strength so that they can bounce back only to be fed on again. I spared Pam, and I may feast off of her profits for years to come. I let Pam win. Haha, oh. I was not motivated by compassion. I have no compassion. Make sure you got that. Not motivated by compassion.
KELLY KAPOOR
- The Office - S04, E12: “Deposition”
I DON'T TALK TRASH; I TALK SMACK. THEY'RE TOTALLY DIFFERENT. TRASH TALK IS HYPOTHETICAL LIKE YOUR MOM IS SO FAT SHE CAN EAT THE INTERNET. BUT SMACK TALK IS HAPPENING LIKE RIGHT NOW. LIKE: YOU'RE UGLY, AND I KNOW IT FOR A FACT 'CAUSE I GOT THE EVIDENCE RIGHT THERE.
Robert California
- The Office
I will not be blackmailed by some ineffectual, privileged, effete, soft-penised debutante. You wanna start a street fight with me, bring it on. You're gonna be surprised by how ugly it gets. You don't even know my real name. I'm the f--ing Lizard King.
Dwight Schrute
- The Office - The Perfect Crime
Besides, I like the cold. Thirty years later, I get a postcard. I have a son and he's the chief of police. This is where the story gets interesting. I tell Tiffany to meet me in Paris by the Trocadero. She's been waiting for me all these years. She's never taken another lover. I don't care. I don't show up. I go to Berlin. That's where I stashed the chandelier.
