The Office [US] Transcripts
The Office: An American Workplace
2x08: PERFORMANCE REVIEW
Original Air Date (NBC): 15/NOV/2005
Writer: Larry Wilmore
Director: Paul Feig
Guest star: Creed Bratton (Creed), Paul Lieberstein (Toby), Leslie David Baker (Stanley), Oscar Nunez (Oscar), Brian Baumgartner (Kevin), Mindy Kaling (Kelly), Angela Kinsey (Angela) , Melora Hardin (Jan Levinson), Phyllis Smith (Phyllis)
Transcript by Nikki
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INT. DWIGHT AND JIM'S DESK AREA
(Dwight sitting at his desk bouncing on an exercise ball, it makes small squeaking sounds as he bounces)
(Jim looks up, annoyed)
(Dwight almost falls and looks over at Jim)
Dwight: You should get one of these.
Jim: No, thank you.
Dwight: Do you even know what this is? It is a fitness orb. And it has completely changed my life. Forget everything you thought you knew about ab workouts.
Jim: (looks at the camera expressionless) Done.
Dwight: This ab workout is specifically designed to strenghthen your core.
(Dwight loses his balance and catches himself on Jim's desk knocking some stuff over)
Dwight: Sorry.
Jim: That's alright.
Dwight: Numerous health benefits. (does a couple of bounces) Strengthens your back. Better performance in sports. More enjoyable sex.
Jim: You are not having sex.
(Dwight stops and looks at the camera then at Jim with a knowing look in his eye)
Dwight: Plus, improves your reflexes.
(Dwight loses his balance again and knocks over Jim's lamp)
Dwight: See, I would've caught that.
Jim: Okay, you know what, uh, how much is that?
Dwight: It's only 25 bucks.
Jim: Wow. Um, okay.
(Jim takes some scissors off his desk and walks over to Dwight)
(Jim gives the scissors a twirl and pops Dwight's orb)
(Dwight disappers from sight, people laugh)
CUT TO INTRO WITH CREDITS
INT. THE OFFICE
(Oscar is coming out of Michael's office)
Michael: Pam, could I see you in my office?
Pam: (VO) It's performance review day, company wide.
(Pams looks at the camera with a "wish me luck" look)
CUT TO INDIVIDUAL SHOT OF PAM
Pam: Last year my performance review started with Michael asking me what my hopes and dreams were and it ended with him telling me he could bench press 190 pounds. So I don't really know what to expect.
CUT TO MICHAEL'S OFFICE
Michael: Pam, you're trustworthy.
Pam: Thank you.
Michael: And a woman.
Pam: Oh no.
Micheal: And I want you to listen to a voice mail from my boss.
Jan: (on answering machine) Micheal, it's Jan. I guess I missed you. I'll, uh, be there this afternoon for performance reviews. (Pam looks at the camera) I hope it's understood, that will be our only topic of discussion. See you soon.
Micheal: First impressions?
Pam: Uh, just off the top, I think she'll be here this afternoon.
Michael: (VO) My boss is coming in today.
CUT TO INDIVIDUAL SHOT OF MICHAEL
Michael: The lovely Jan Levinson-Gould. Well, no Gould. The Gould has been (makes a chopping noise) divorce. Um, the awkward part is that this is the first time we'll be seeing each other since...well...
CUT TO THE CHILI'S PARKING LOT MOMENT FROM "THE CLIENT"
Michael: (VO) Uh, it was really nothing. We just sort of got caught up in the moment. The vulnerable devorcee gives herself to the understanding with rugged good looks office manager.
CUT BACK TO INDIVIDUAL SHOT OF MICHAEL
Michael: Just, uh, she didn't want it to continue for some reason. We both didn't, I didn't want, we both didn't want it to continue. It was not professional. Um, when people say it, something's mutual, it never is, but this was mutual.
CUT BACK TO PAM'S REVIEW
(Pam is sitting there, listening to the message again)
Jan: (on message) I guess I missed you.
Michael: I guess I missed you. So she misses me.
Pam: She missed you.
Michael: But then she goes on to say, "That will be our only topic of our discussion." That doesn't mean anything. Those are just words.
Pam: I have one idea of what it means.
Michael: Okay, yeah, what? What?
Pam: Well, I don't think you're going to be very happy with this.
Michael: Oh great. Alrigh, well, now I'm in a terrible mood. Let's do your performance review.
Pam: (looks at camera) (quickly) Because she's conflicted. She has to be professional, but she's fighting feelings for you.
Michael: Ah, why, that's great news. That-that, then why would, why would I not like that?
Pam: Um, just cause that you work together and it might be awkward.
Michael: Wow, wow. Alright, let's listen to that again.
Jan: (on phone) Michael, it's Jan.
(Pam looks at the phone pensively)
CUT TO JIM AND DWIGHT'S DESK AREA
Dwight: Oh, hey. Listen, Jim. Here's a little tip for your performance review.
Jim: Okay.
Dwight: Tell Micheal that we should be stocking more of the double tabbed manilla file folders.
Jim: We don't have double tabbed manilla file folders.
Dwight: Oh yes we do.
Jim: No we don't.
Dwight: Yeah, it's a new product. So you should just suggest that to him, and then he'll be sure to give you a raise. (Dwight looks slyly at the camera)
Jim: Well, I'm not asking for a raise. I'm gonna actually be asking for a pay decrease.
Dwight: Uh, that is so stupid. What if he gives it to you?
Jim: Then I win.
Dwight: Ugh. You know what, I am going to zone you out for the rest of today. Okay? I need to stay focused. And I don't have to see you tomorrow or Sunday, please don't call me and we'll see how things go on Monday.
(Jim gets a mischevious thoughtful look on his face)
Dwight: (sighs) Stupid.
Jim: Wait, wait, one thing. Um, by tomorrow, you mean Saturday, right?
Dwight: Uh, duh.
Jim: Duh. (Jim grins at the camera)
CUT TO INDIVIDUAL SHOT OF JIM
Jim: Today is Thursday. But Dwight thinks that it's Friday. And that's what I'll be working on this afternoon.
CUT TO MICHAEL'S OFFICE
Stanley: Sometimes women say more in their pauses than they say in thier words.
Michael: Really?
Stanley: Oh yes. Let's listen to it again. And this time, really listen to the pauses.
Michael: God, Stanley, that's freakin' brilliant. How do you know that? Did you learn that on the streets? Sorry.
Stanley: Oh, it's okay. I did learn it on the streets. On the ghetto, in fact.
Michael: (serious) No kidding.
CUT TO INDIVIDUAL SHOT OF STANLEY
Stanley: It's all about my bonus.
CUT TO THE KITCHEN
(Jim is making some tea, Pam walks in)
Pam: Michael and Jan definitely made out.
Jim: (disgusted) Oh!
Pam: Maybe more.
Jim: Agh. (shakes the image from his head) Oh, also it is Thursday, but Dwight thinks it's Friday, so, keep that going.
Pam: Yay!
CUT TO THE OFFICE
(Stanley is coming out of Michael's office, Michael is patting him on the back)
Michael: Good work Stanley. Great performance review. Stanley in the house everybody. Whoo! Angela, it's your turn.
(Angela stands up from her desk, smiling)
Angela: (VO) I actually look forward to performance review.
CUT TO INDIVIDUAL SHOT OF ANGELA
Angela: I did the youth beauty pageant circuit. And I enjoyed that quite a bit. I really enjoy being judged. I believe I hold up very well to even severe scrutiny.
CUT BACK TO THE OFFICE
(Angela is following Michael to his office)
Pam: Michael.
Michael: Yeah.
Pam: Jan's on the phone for you. Oh, Angela, you were totally satisfactory this year.
(Michael quickly walks into his office and shuts the door in Angela's face)
CUT TO MICHAEL IN HIS OFFICE
Michael: Interesting, Jan is calling me. Maybe it wasn't so mutual after all. (pushes a button on his phone) Yeah.
Jan: (on speakerphone) Michael.
Michael: Jan, to what do I owe this pleasure?
Jan: I am returning your many calls.
Michael: Well, hello to you too. Um, yeah, I was just, um, I just wanted to get some closure on what transpired between us at the meeting we had in the parking lot of the Chili's.
Jan: (is silent for a moment) No. No. We-we won't be discussing that, Michael. The only things I want to talk about during your performance review are your concrete ideas to improve your branch.
Michael: Well, surely this, uh, review is a formality because of what happened, uh, at our meeting in the parking lot of the Chili's.
Jan: Review is anything but a formality, Michael. And, uh, I expec you to forget anything that you think may have happened between us and exhibit completely professional behavior.
Michael: I'm thinking about you.
Jan: Okay, that is an example of completely unprofessional behavior.
Micheal: I don't see how that's unprofessional.
Jan: Michael.
Michael: Yeah.
Jan: Are the cameras in there with you in your office?
Michael: No, they are not. (silence) Yes they are.
(Jan hangs up)
Michael: That's my girlfriend.
CUT TO ACCOUNTING AREA
Kevin: I heard they made out and had sex.
Oscar: I heard they just made out. That's it.
Kevin: Well, I heard they made out...and had sex.
Angela: Don't talk about it. Office romances are nobody's business but the people involved.
Kevin: (looks at the camera) Romances?
CUT TO RECEPTION
Michael: Pam, I have ideas on a daily basis, I know I do. I have a clear memory of telling people my ideas. Um, is there any chance that you wrote any of my ideas down in a folder, like an idea folder?
Pam: (shakes her head) Sorry.
Micheal: (whispering) How about the suggestion box? There's tons of ideas in there.
Pam: What suggestion box?
Michael: The suggestion box that I put out, and people could put in suggestions anonymously. Maybe there's prizes?
Pam: Oh yeah. I-I think I remember that from back when I first started.
Michael: Why don't you find it and then tell people to get theirs- Never mind, I'll tell them. Hello, everybody. Yeah, ah, attention, please. Jan Levinson's coming very soon. And so we're going to have our weekly suggestion box meeting. So you can all get in your constructive compliments ASAP.
Ryan: Don't you mean constructive criticism?
Michael: What did I say?
Kelly: You said constructive compliments. That doesn't make any sense.
Michael: Well, Kelly. That was neither constructive nor a compliment. So maybe you should stop criticizing my English and start making some suggestions. Okay?
CUT TO JIM AND DWIGHT'S DESK AREA
(Jim is on the phone speaking loud enough for Dwight to overhear)
Jim: Hey, Dan, this is Jim, it is about 11:15 and I wanted to know what you were up to tomorrow which is the 15th and that is a...(flips through his calender)
Dwight: Saturday.
Jim: (does a fist pump) Saturday, so just let me know what you're doing tomorrow, Saturday, for lunch. Okay, talk to you soon.
(Jim hangs up the phone and smiles at the camera triumphantly)
CUT TO THE COPIER
(Kevin is making copies)
(Jan enters through the door in the background, she is talking on her cell phone)
Jan: Okay, bye-bye.
(Kevin sees Jan, then gives the camera a sly, semi-amazed look)
Jan: Would you please tell Michael that I'm here.
(The whole office turns thier heads to see Jan and Michael)
Pam: Sure.
(Michael comes out of his office)
Michael: Hi, Jan. How are you?
Jan: Hi, Michael. I'm good. How are you? Good to see you.
(Michael goes in for a hug, but Jan shakes his hand)
Jan: Nice to see you.
Michael: Okay.
(Michael tries to kiss her hand, Jan quickly pulls it away)
Michael: Okay, why don't we just step into my off-
(Michael reaches out to guide Jan by the shoulder and ends up at second base)
(Jan looks down as Michael quickly retracts his hand)
(Michael laughs nervously)
Michael: (to Pam) We're to go in here.
Jan: Can we please go into your office?
Michael: Yep, right after you. Apres vous.
(Michael looks at Pam and mouths "No calls")
(Pam gives Michael a skeptical look)
(Kevin looks at the camera and lets out a long sigh)
(Pam is watching Michael and Jan through the glass from reception)
(Jan is taking off her coat, Michael helps her)
Jan: Oh, thank you.
Michael: It's nice to see you.
Jan: Nice to see you too Michael.
Michael: Really?
Jan: Not like that.
Michael: Oh, well...
Jan: You know, Michael, I-I think I need to make something clear right off the top.
Michael: Um-hmm.
Jan: I'm not going to discuss anything with you other than Dunder Mifflin business.
Michael: Alright.
Jan: Period.
Michael: Yep.
Jan: Do we understand each other?
Michael: Absolutely.
CUT TO INDIVIDUAL SHOT OF MICHAEL
Michael: I'm a little confused because first it's all like kissey, kissey. And then it's like all regret. Because, oh, I regret that. But wait, I'm still going to call you, but-but we're just going to talk business. And I may come down there and fire you if you don't do your job. But what were we talking about when we first kissed? Business.
Jan: So are you still in the middle of performance reviews then?
Michael: No, no, no. I finished all of that. I'm very fast. I'm not too fast. Not like wham, bam, thank you, ma'am. But I do say thank you, ma'am. But I'm not like, wham, bam. Not that there's anything wrong with wham, bam. If it's consensual. We're talking about office stuff. Can I ask you a question?
Jan: No.
Michael: This is a business question. It is nothing personal, I promise.
Jan: Fine.
Michael: Are you wearing a new perfume today?
Jan: How is that a business question?
Michael: Well, you're wearing it at the office. And...(sniffs Jan)...it, I'm sorry, no offense, but it's really sexy.
Jan: Please don't smell me Michael.
CUT TO THE OFFICE
(Meredith and Kevin are putting slips of paper into the suggestion box)
(Pam walks over to Jim's desk)
Pam: Hey Jim.
Jim: Hey, how's it going?
Pam: Oh, my God, did you see The Apprentice last night?
(Dwight looks up)
Jim: Of course, it's on every Thursday night, so how can I miss it? (glances at camera)
Pam: Can you believe who Trump fired?
Jim: No, that was unbelievable.
Dwight: Who? Who was it? Who did he fire?
Pam: You didn't see it?
Dwight: No. I went out and got drunk with my laser tag team last night. Crap! I never go out on a Thursday night. What the hell was I thinking?
(Pam leaves before she starts laughing and Jim just gives the camera a victorious smile)
CUT BACK TO JAN AND MICHAEL'S MEETING.
Michael: I don't understand...(his phone rings)...hold on, sorry. Yes, Pam.
Pam: (on phone) Michael, it's time for the suggestion box meeting.
Michael: I'm kind of in the middle of something. I wish you wouldn't interrupt.
Pam: (oh phone) You told me to buzz you about the suggestion box meeting when Jan was here.
Michael: I did not, not use those words.
Jan: Uh, I'd like to sit in on that meeting. Is it happening right now?
Michael: No, it's in like, 10 minutes.
Pam: Everyone's waiting in the conference room.
Jan: Great, very good. (Jan walks out)
(Michael walks out and throws a scowl toward reception)
CUT TO CONFERENCE ROOM
Micheal: Why are we here? Because I value your opinions. Now I know a lot of you don't think that I read your suggestions, but I do. I just sift through them every week and I really look and scrutinize to see what you guys are writing. Um, so let's just, uh, read some of these suckers, okay? (takes a paper out) Alright. Number one. "What should we do to prepare for Y2K?"
Dwight: (louder) What should we do to prepare for Y2K?
Kelly: I thought you read these every week?
Michael: Well, obviously, this one got stuck in the box. (to Jan) That happens occasionally.
Dwight: It happens occasionally.
Michael: And, um, so, one down. Next suggestion. "We need a better outreach for employees fighting depression." Okay, alright, enought with the jokes. Nobody in here is suffering from depression.
Jan: That sounds serious Michael.
Michael: Oh, okay. Well, yeah. Who wrote it?
Dwight: Tom?
Michael: Tom. Then it is a joke, because there is nobody in here named Tom.
Phyllis: Tom? He worked in accounting up until about a year ago.
(Michael stares at her blankly)
Phyllis: (whispering) Tom. (puts fingers to her head like a gun and pulls the imaginary trigger, with sound effects)
Micheal: Oh, that guy. That guy was weird. Alright, next suggestion.
Dwight: Next suggestion.
Michael: Argh, badoo badoo, "You need to do something about your B.O."
Dwight: You need to do something about your B.O.
Michael: Okay, now, I don't know who this suggestion is meant for, but it's more of a personal suggestion, and it's not an office suggestion. And far be it from me to use this as a platform to embarass anybody.
Toby: Aren't the suggestions meant for you?
Michael: Well, Toby, if by me you are inferring that I have B.O., then I would say that that is a very poor choice of words.
Creed: Uh, Micheal, he wasn't inferring, he was implying. You were inferring.
Michael: Was I, Creed? Okay, well, you know what I am implying is that when we're on an elevator together, I should maybe take the stairs, because talk about stank. Not that I would ever say something like that in public and I never have, and I never will, I just think it's something that we should all be aware of, okay? Now that we've learned this, let's continue. See, this is good. (takes a paper out) We're learning, and we're figuring some stuff out. "You need to do something about your coffee breath."
Dwight: You need to do something about-
Michael: Shut up, shut up, shut up, Dwight. Okay, I don't think you people are grasping the concept of the suggestion box.
Angela: Sometimes you talk to us real close.
Michael: Yeah? Is that hard for you? Alright, well...
Angela: Well, when you have coffee breath, it's hard
Micheal: I'll work on that, okay. Let's keep, let's keep going. (takes another paper out) Yup. What do we have here? We have...somebody's piece of gum. Somebody put a piece of gum in there. This is not a-a garbage can. This is the future of our company. This is not a place for gum, okay? I don't want to have to read these tomorrow...
Dwight: Yeah, who wants to come in on a Saturday?
(Jim grins at Pam)
Michael: Yeah. What? No. Alright. Next suggestion.
Dwight: Next suggestion.
Michael: "Don't sl-" Okay, that's blank. (Dwight reaches for it) Don't, just-
Dwight: "Don't sleep with your boss?"
(Silence)
Dwight: Do you think this is referring to you boning Jan?
(Jan is speechless)
CUT TO JAN AND MICHAEL IN MICHAEL'S OFFICE
(Jan is pacing)
Jan: I can't, I can't...
Michael: I don't understand why you're so upset.
Jan: Alright, please sit down. I'm going to sit over here, you're going to sit over there.
Michael: Let me ask you this.
Jan: Please sit yourself down.
Michael: Let me ask you something.
Jan: What, Michael?
Michael: Where did you get your outfit?
CUT TO THE STAIRWELL
(Dwight is psyching himself up with "Wild Side" by Motley Crue)
Dwight: You’re going to give me this raise. I deserve this raise. (starts playing the air guitar) Yes! (does a kick) Yes! (another kick) Yes! (karate chop) Hiyaaa! The least you can do is keep my salary consistent with inflation! (another karate punch) Ha-kaaaa! Yes! Why are you going to give me this raise?! Why?! (plays the air guitar again) Because, I’m awesome! I am awesome!
CUT TO MICHAEL'S OFFICE
Michael: I just don't understand why you have to pretend like nothing happened.
Jan: Because nothing did...(looks at camera)...Michael.
(Michael smiles at the camera)
Jan: It, I'm not going to say anything more about it. And I would advise that you do the same.
Michael: Look.
(Dwight walks in)
Dwight: Michael?
Micheal: Oh my God.
Dwight: I'm sorry, am I interrupting. Oh God. Were you guys making out?
Jan: (sighs and grabs the bridge of her nose) No, Dwight. Come in.
Dwight: Great.
Michael: What do you want, Dwight?
Dwight: I am ready for my performance review.
Michael: Okay. Great. Your performance has been adaquate. You may leave. Good-bye.
Jan: Is this how you've been conducting all the reviews, Michael?
Micheal: You want to talk now? Good. Okay, Dwight, leave.
Dwight: Oh, wait. I would like to discuss my raise.
Michael: Why on earth would we give you a raise?
Dwight: That is an excellent question. Thank you for asking. Let me bring up one word. Dedication. I have never, been late. Also, I have never missed a day due to illness. Even when I had walking pneumonia. I even come in on holidays.
Michael: You do? How do you get in?
Dwight: I have a copy of your key.
Jan: That's a serious offense.
Michael: That is a serious offense. Very serious. As is toying with a man's heart.
Jan: Oh, Michael, for God sakes.
Dwight: I'd also further like to talk about my merits in the workplace.
Michael: Okay, third wheel, why don't you do that?
Dwight: For instance, the time brought in deer jerky for the whole office.
Micheal: That was deer? Gross. Oh, god.
Dwight: You liked it.
Michael: Did not.
Dwight: Jan, have you ever had deer?
Jan: No
Dwight: It's a delicacy. And, you know what, it's an aphrodisiac. So when we're done here, you guys could go over to the Antler Lodge, sample some deer, and talk about my raise.
Michael: What do you say Jan?
Jan: Okay. Here's what I'm going to do. I'm going to step outside, collect my thoughts, and I will return in about 10 minutes.
Micheal: Okay, you just, uh, clear your head.
(Dwight holds the door open for Jan)
Jan: Thank you Dwight.
CUT TO BUILDING LOBBY
(Jan is searching through her bag)
Jan: (to the camera man) Look. I know it's your job. I know you have to ask, but I promise you, I'm not going to discuss it with him. I'm certainly not going to discuss it with you. (holds up a cigarette) Do you have a light?
CUT TO MICHAEL'S OFFICE
Dwight: And in conclusion, I think Lex Luther said it best, when he said, "Dad, you have no idea, what, I'm capable of."
Michael: That's from Superman?
Dwight: Smallville. And that, is why I feel, I deserve this raise.
(Michael just stares at Dwight)
(Quick cut to Jan outside by her car, holding her jacket tight, smoking)
Pam: (VO) Do you think Michael and Jan actually...
CUT TO BREAK ROOM
Jim: I don't really want to picture it, but thank you, Pam.
Pam: How do you come back from that?
Jim: Um, you don't. I don't think, come all the way back, you know? Especially working together.
Pam: No, I mean, doing that with Michael. How do you come back from that, as a human being?
Jim: Oh, yeah. No. I don't think you can.
CUT TO MICHAEL'S OFFICE
(Jan walks in and starts gathering her things)
Jan: I'm heading back to New York. Allan and I will conduct your performance review over the phone tomorrow, okay?
(She starts walking out, Michael follows her)
Michael: Wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait. No, no, no, come, I just, I just want to know why.
Jan: Michael, now is not the time or the place.
Michael: Okay. So you're saying that there is a different or place that we can have this discssion.
Jan: No, I am saying we are never gonna have this conversation.
(Michael and Jan are now headed to the elevator)
Michael: Well, okay. Never as in never, ever, ever? Or never as in there's no chance?
(The whole office is listening)
Jan: (OS) Never for me always means never, ever, ever.
CUT TO ELEVATOR
Michael: I just want to know from the horse's mouth, what is the deal-io.
Jan: You know, Michael...
Michael: Am I too short?
Jan: Michael, it has nothing to do with your looks, okay? It's your, it's your personality. I mean you're obnoxious, and rude, and-and-and stupid. And you do have coffee breath by the way.
CUT BACK TO OFFICE
(Angela looks to her side as if to say "told you so")
(Kevin smiles)
Jan: (OS) And-and, I don't agree about the B.O.
CUT BACK TO ELEVATOR
Jan: But you are very, very, inconsiderate.
Michael: Really?
Jan: Really. You're-you're-you're...you're a great guy, okay?
Michael: I appreciate that, thank you.
Jan: You were very sweet. And you stayed up with me and talked to me, and cried with me and I appreciate that.
Michael: No, I wasn't...
CUT TO OFFICE
(Pam gives Jim an amused/shock grin)
Michael: (OS) I wasn't crying.
(Jim mouths "Wow")
Jan: (OS) But I am just not in the place right now where I'm looking for a relationship.
CUT BACK TO ELEVATOR
Jan: So, we can still work together, we can still be friends, but...okay?
(Jan gets on the elevator)
Michael: So my looks have nothing to do with it.
(Jan lets out an exasperate sigh as the doors close)
(Michael smiles at the camera)
Michael: (VO) Jan is not in a place where she feels...
CUT TO INDIVIDUAL SHOT OF MICHAEL
Michael: ...she can have a relationship right now. And it doesn't matter how great a guy I am. And that is all I needed. I'm good. I can go home now.
CUT TO DWIGHT'S DESK
(A caption reads "FRIDAY, 12:20PM")
(Dwight's phone is ringing)
(Pam walks by and drops a message on Dwight's desk)
(Pam smiles at Jim, he grins back)
(Michael walks out of his office)
Michael: Hey, it's 12:20. Where the hell is Dwight?
Jim: Um, no idea.
Michael: Never missed a day my ass. (walks back to office)
(Jim looks over to Pam and does a little twirl with his hand and bows)
(Pam mouths "Thank you" and does the same kind of bow)
(Pam laughs lightly)
(The camera shows the parking lot from an office window)
(Dwight is rapidly getting out of his car)
Dwight: I'm here! I'm here!
(Dwight drops his briefcase)
Dwight: I'm here! It's okay!
(Dwight picks up his briefcase and runs into the building)
THE END
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