The Office [US] Transcripts
The Office: An American Workplace
2x18: TAKE YOUR DAUGHTER TO WORK DAY
Original Air Date (NBC): 16/MAR/2006
Writer: Mindy Kaling
Director: Victor Nelli Jr.
Guest star: Paul Lieberstein (Toby), Sue Nelson (Ms. Trudy), Kevin Carlson (Edward R. Meow (voice of)), Jake Kalender (Michael Scott (Young)), Delaney Ruth Farrell (Sasha), Haley Daniels (Abby), Damani Roberts (Chet Montgomery), Jazz Raycole (Melissa Hudson), Craig Robinson (Darryl Philbin), Mindy Kaling (Kelly Kapoor), David Denman (Roy), Creed Bratton (Creed), Spencer Daniels (Jake Palmer), Alec Zbornak (Blonde Kid)
Transcript by Nikki
Origincally transcribed for TwizTV - used with permission
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INT. THE OFFICE
(Pam is at reception beneath a banner that says, "Welcome daughters!")
Pam: (VO) I am actually looking forward to take your daughter to work day.
CUT TO INDIVIDUAL SHOT OF PAM
Pam: I am not great with kids. But I want to get better because I'm getting married.
CUT TO RECEPTION
(Pam is putting out bowls of candy on the counter)
Pam: (VO) So I put out a bunch of extra candy on my desk so the kids will come talk to me.
CUT BACK TO INDIVIDUAL SHOT OF PAM
Pam: Like the witch in Hansel and Gretel.
CUT TO OFFICE
(Pam puts out another bowl of candy)
Jim: Bribery. Nice.
Pam: Oh, I have more.
(Pam holds up several bags of candy with a smile)
(Michael walks in)
Michael: It's Pam. Ms. Beesly if your nasty.
Pam: Oh.
Michael: Janet Jackson.
Pam: Michael, you can't be-
Michael: Hey, you having a wardrobe malfunction, or...
Pam: You can't be nasty today. 'Cause of the...
(Pam points to Welcome Daughters sign)
Michael: Oh, God. Is that today?
Pam: I reminded you last night.
CUT TO INDIVIDUAL SHOT OF MICHAEL
Michael: Listen, I like kids. But this is not a kids environment. This is like HBO. No limits. Who knows what I'm gonna say?
CUT TO THE OFFICE
(Stanley and his daughter are hanging up their coats)
Michael: (VO) Crazy stuff.
(Kevin is trying to take his future step-daughter's coat off, but with no success)
Michael: And it is R rated. It is not rated G.
CUT BACK TO INDIVIDUAL SHOT OF MICHAEL
Michael: I am like Eddie Murphy in Raw. And they are trying to make me into Eddie Murphy in Daddy Daycare. Both great movies, but still.
CUT BACK TO THE OFFICE
Michael: Well, I'll be in my office.
Pam: Don't you think you should say something?
Michael: They're cool.
Pam: Michael, I think that as the boss, you should really...
Michael: Fine, fine, fine, fine, fine! Hi children. I'm Michael Scott. And I am in charge of this place. (to self) Uh, how do I make you understand? I am like Superman. And the people who work here are like citizens of Gotham City.
Jim and Dwight: That's Batman.
Michael: Okay, I'm Aquaman. Where does he live, guys?
Jim: The ocean.
Michael: I work with a bunch of nerds.
CUT TO INTRO WITH CREDITS
INT. THE OFFICE, KITCHEN
(Dwight is eating something by the fridge, Toby walks in with his daughter)
Dwight: Mmm. Hello, tiny one.
Toby: (to daughter) Come on.
Dwight: You are the future.
CUT TO THE ACCOUNTING AREA
(Kevin is trying to find topics of conversation)
Kevin: This is my file cabinet.
(Abby nods)
Kevin: Um...Oh, this is the partition between my desk and Angela's.
(Abby nods)
CUT TO INDIVIDUAL SHOT OF KEVIN
Kevin: Abby is my fiancee Stacy's daughter. I think she'll have a good time. I just hope she doesn't look on my computer. Actually, I'd better go check. (rushes out of the room)
CUT TO STANLEY'S DESK AREA
(Michael drops off some files)
Stanley: Michael, you remember my daughter Melissa.
Michael: Oh, yes. Hello, how are you? Good to see you. Wow, you've really grown up. You know what? Don't mind me saying so. She is turning into a stone cold fox. Better keep the frat boys away from her.
Melissa: I'm in 8th grade.
Michael: Oh...
Stanley: She's in middle school.
Michael: Yeah, middle school's amazing. It is extraordinary. An extraordinary time.
CUT TO INDIVIDUAL SHOT OF MICHAEL
Michael: It's not that children make me uncomfortable, it's just that, why be a dad when you can be a fun uncle? I've never heard of anyone rebelling against their fun uncle.
CUT TO THE OFFICE, MEREDITH'S DESK
(Michael is talking to Meredith, her son is throwing things at Michael)
Michael: They want how many spiral pads?
Meredith: Uh, well, 50. I over ordered because they had a back order.
Michael: Okay.
Meredith: I got permission to bring Jakey in to work. Which is great because...
CUT TO INDIVIDUAL SHOT OF MEREDITH
Meredith: ...he got suspended this week. And now I don't have to pay for a sitter.
CUT TO CONFERENCE ROOM
(Kelly is helping Angela set up a table, Ryan is in the background moving chairs)
Angela: Can you pull that down there?
(Toby walks in with Sasha)
Toby: Okay, tell 'em what you wanted to say.
Sasha: Do you need any help?
Angela: No, thanks. We'd have to explain everything. It's probably just easier if we do it ourselves.
Toby: (to Sasha) All right, I wasn't expecting that. Let's, uh, go draw.
(Toby guides his daughter out of the room)
Kelly: Oh, my God. She is so cute, I wanna die. Don't you just love kids, Angela?
Angela: I guess I wouldn't mind a pair of small, well behaved boys.
Kelly: God, I cannot wait to get pregnant and have babies.
(Ryan freezes and looks frightened in the background)
CUT TO INDIVIDUAL SHOT OF RYAN
Ryan: Kelly and I both agreed that we would just have fun. And I'm learning that fun for Kelly is getting married and having babies. Immediately. With me.
CUT TO MICHAEL'S OFFICE
(Michael is talking on the phone)
Michael: Just compare last year's orders with this year's. Uh-huh. Yeah, I'm looking at it right now.
(Sasha walks in)
Michael: (looks nervously at Sasha) Yes. We...Yeah, they're very...they're different.
(Sasha walks out of his office)
Michael: Yeah, we can stick to last year's, we're just gonna have to supplement it somehow.
CUT TO RECEPTION
(Jim is looking at Pam's candy dishes)
Pam: Hey, Abby, do you wanna help me shred some old documents?
(Abby is sitting on the couch by reception reading a book)
Pam: It's actually pretty cool.
Abby: No thanks.
CUT TO INDIVIDUAL SHOT OF PAM
Pam: I only have one goal today. To make one kid like me. (holds up a finger) Just one.
CUT BACK TO RECEPTION
Jim:(to Abby) What are you reading?
Abby: "From the Mixed up Files of Mrs. Basil E. Frankweiler."
Jim: Oh, best book.
Abby: Yeah, but I read it before.
Jim: (scoffs) So have I. Hey, question, if you had to spend the night in the Met or the aquarium which would it be?
Abby: Definitely the aquarium.
Jim: Definitely. Yes. Glad you said that. You don't want to help me with some of my sales, do you? 'Cause I'm kinda swamped.
Abby: Sure.
Jim: Really?
Abby: Mm-hmm.
Jim: Yes. And you're Abby, right?
Abby: Yeah.
Jim: I'm Jim.
(Jim gives Abby a high five)
(Pam watches with amazement at how well Jim is with kids)
Jim: (OS) And, let's sell some paper.
Abby: (OS) All right.
Jim: (OS) Let's start with your mom.
CUT TO MICHAEL'S OFFICE
(Michael is still on the phone)
Michael: Yes. (Sasha walks back in) Well, we can...Um...Hey, you know what? Can I call you back? I'll call you right back. Yes, I promise. (to Sasha) Hello, can I help you?
(Abby says nothing but plays with a toy train on Michael's shelf)
Michael: You can pick that up if you want. That's all right. Wanna bring it over...Here, I'll make some room.
(Abby plays with the train on Michael's desk)
Michael: My name's Michael. What's your name?
Sasha: Sasha.
Michael: Nice to meet you.
(Notices a wooden whistle)
Sasha: Ooh!
Michael: Oh, you know what that is? That is a train whistle. Like I'm the conductor. (blows whistle) But I'm sort of the conductor of the office here, right? (blows whistle again) You wanna try?
Sasha: Sure. (blows whistle)
Michael: All aboard for sales! Next stop, Cook...camonga!
(Sasha laughs)
CUT TO JIM AND DWIGHT'S DESK AREA
(Jim is shaking Abby's hand)
Jim: Ow ow ow ow, you broke my hand.
Dwight: There is no way that hurt.
Jim: Really? 'Cause she's pretty strong, Dwight.
Dwight: Little girl, come over here. Shake my hand. Come on, I don't have all day. I didn't feel anything. Nothing. (to Jim) You're so weak.
(Jake walks up to Dwight's desk and starts hitting his bobble heads)
Dwight: Ah, excuse me, these are expensive collector's items. Okay?
(Jake turns Dwight's computer around)
Jake: Do you have any computer games?
(Dwight turns his computer back around)
Dwight: No, I don't have computer games on my work computer. That would be inappropriate.
Jake: Yeah, Meredith doesn't have any either. It's so lame here.
Dwight: You call your mom Meredith? That's very disrespectful.
Jake: Whatever, okay?
Dwight: You can refer to me as Mr. Schrute.
Jake: That's your name?
Dwight: Mm-hmm.
Jake: Mr. Poop?
Dwight: Shrute. Mr. Shrute.
Jake: Sure, Mr. Poop.
Dwight: Schrute.
(Dwight looks over to Jim, he and Abby are laughing)
(Angela looks over from her desk with a disapproving look)
CUT TO PHYLLIS' DESK AREA)
(Sasha walks up and takes a candy from her dish)
Sasha: Are you Mother Goose?
(Phyllis looks around, unsure what to say)
CUT TO THE KITCHEN AREA
(Ryan is getting coffee, Melissa is talking to him)
Melissa: I drink like, 100 iced Macchiatos a day and practically nothing else.
Ryan: (uninterested) Wow.
Melissa: There's a really cool coffee place, Jitters, at the Steamtown Mall. You ever been there?
Ryan: No.
Melissa: You've never been to Jitters? Ryan, you are so dorky. Gimme your number so I can text you.
Ryan: Um...
(The camera pans to a very jealous Kelly watching from the window)
Melissa: Come on. Can I have your e-mail address?
CUT TO STANLEY'S DESK AREA
Kelly: I just thought you should know.
Stanley: Mm-hmm.
Kelly: (points to Melissa talking to Ryan) I think something a little fishy is going on.
(Ryan is at the copier, Melissa is talking to him)
Stanley: (OS) A little fishy?
Kelly: Yeah. I mean, I've been noticing them all day. And I was thinking...
(Stanley gets up)
CUT TO THE BREAKROOM
(It's just Ryan and Stanley)
Stanley: (loudly) That little girl is a child! I don't wanna see you sniffing around her anymore this afternoon! (Ryan shakes his head) Do you understand?
Ryan: (nods his head) Yes, I-
Stanley: Boy, have you lost your mind?
Ryan: (shakes his head) No, no- (Ryan spots the camera)
Stanley: 'Cause I'll help you find it. Watcha looking for? Ain't nobody gonna help you out there. Jesus can come through that door, and he's not gonna help you if you don't stop sniffing around my child.
Ryan: Okay.
CUT TO INDIVIDUAL SHOT OF RYAN
Ryan: Stanley yelled at me today. That was one of the most frightening experiences of my life.
CUT TO THE CONFERENCE ROOM
(Dwight is playing Greensleeves on his recorder)
(The kids look bored)
Dwight: That was Greensleeves. A traditional English ballad about the beheaded Anne Boleyn. And now, a very special treat. A book my granmutter used to read me when I was a kid. This is a very special story. It's called Struwwelpeter by Heinrich Hoffmann from 1864. (reading) The great tall tailor always comes to little girls that suck their thumbs. Are you listening, Sasha? Right? And ere they dream what he's about, he takes his great sharp scissors out and then cuts their thumbs clean off.
Michael: Dwight, Dwight.
Dwight: There's a photo.
Michael: What the hell are you reading?
Dwight: These are cautionary tales for kids, Michael.
Michael: Yeah, you know what?
Dwight: My granmutter used to read them to me
Michael: No. No no no no no. They kids don't wanna hear some weirdo book that your Nazi war criminal grandmother gave you.
Sasha: What's a Nazi?
Michael: What's a Nazi?
Dwight: Nazi was a facist movement in the 1930s.
Michael: Don't, don't, talk about Nazis in front of... You know what? They're gonna have nightmares. Why don't you just shut it?
Dwight: I was gonna teach the children how to make corn husk dolls.
Michael: (sighs) Why don't you just leave? Okay?
Dwight: (defeated) Okay.
Jake: Bye, Mr. Poop.
Michael: All right, there goes Mr. Poop. Now, who likes Dane Cook?
Kids: I do!
CUT TO INDIVIDUAL SHOT OF MICHAEL
Michael: Children cannot lie. They are innocent, and they speak the truth. And out of the mouths of babes, Michael Scott is freakin' cool. (laughs)
CUT TO THE COPIER AREA
(Dwight is making copies, Angela walks up beside him)
Angela: You know, I never misbehaved in front of my father. Because he was a very strict disciplinarian. I can only hope my mate has some of those same qualities.
(Angela gives him a look before walking off)
CUT TO THE CONFERENCE ROOM DOOR
(Michael is giving the kids a tour)
Michael: This is where the magic happens. Right over here, let me show you this. See all these? You know what that is? That's paper. This is where paper comes from. Any questions?
Melissa: So, you cut the paper and dye it and stuff?
Michael: No, we don't actually cut the paper. That's a good question. The paper is sent to us cut and dyed from a paper manufacturer. And then we sell it to a business for more than we pay for it.
Abby: That's not fair.
Jake: No.
Michael: Yes it is.
Kids: No, no.
Michael: It's...well, you need someone in the middle to facilitate...
Jake: You're just the middle man.
Michael: I'm not just the middle man.
Melissa: Wait, why doesn't the sawmill just sell the paper directly to people?
Michael: You're describing Office Depot. And they're kind of running us out of business.
Dwight: (from across the room) We have better service than they do.
Michael: There's Creed! Let's take a look at what he's doing, everybody. This is Creed. And he is in charge of...something, right?
Creed: That is correct.
Michael: Say hi to the kids.
Creed: Hi kids.
Michael: Yay.
Creed: You ever seen a foot with four toes?
(Creed puts his foot up on the desk and proceeds to take his shoe off)
Kids: Eww!
Jake: Cool!
Michael: What are you doing? Stop it, stop it. Just no, no, no. No! Would you cut it out? What is your problem?
Creed: Well, the hair covers it up mostly.
Michael: We're not gonna see the four-toed Creed, okay?
CUT TO THE CONFERENCE ROOM
(Michael is sitting on the floor with the kids)
Michael: You know, there's something interesting about me that you might wanna know. I used to be the star of a kids show.
Kids: No way.
Michael: It's true, I did.
Melissa: You serious?
Jake: Really?
Michael: I am totally serious. There was a show called Fundle Bundle, and I was the star.
Abby: That doesn't sound like a show.
Jake: What?
(Michael gets up and runs to the door of the conference room)
Michael: It's true. I can prove it. I can prove it. Watch this. Ryan, can you come here a second? I would like you to go to my mother's house in Dixon City. And if she's at the pool, the back kitchen window should be unlocked. I want you to boost yourself up
Ryan: All right.
Michael: I want you to go down to the basement. In the basement is a tape labeled Fundle Bundle. I want you to grab it. I want you to get my guitar.
Ryan: Right, okay.
Michael: I want you to get a tambourine. Do you know how to play the tambourine?
Ryan: Um, I'm already getting the pizzas from Bernetti's, so...
Michael: Oh...
Melissa: Y-you know, I can go with him.
Ryan: No! I will go.
Michael: Okay! Thank you, Ryan. Good attitude. Hottest in the office.
CUT TO LATER IN THE CONFERENCE ROOM
(There are pizzas on the table, and everybody is milling around)
Michael: All right, now what kind of pizza do you like?
(Jim is in the background dancing)
Michael: (VO) I don't get why parents are always complaining about how tuff it is to raise kids. You joke around with them. You give 'em pizza. You give 'em candy. You let them live their lives. They're adults for God's sake.
(Michael plays with Sasha)
Michael: I am going to give you a little blast from the past of Michael Gary Scott when he was a child star. And a show that you might remember called Fundle Bundle. Okay, without further ado, Ryan?
(Ryan starts the video)
Miss Trudy: (on video) Bundle, are you ready to come on in?
Kids: Yeah!
Miss Trudy: Let's have some fun!
Michael: That is Miss Trudy. Can't tell from her costume, but she had an amazing body.
(Jim slowly looks at the camera)
Michael: Okay, you can fast forward. And I want you.
Dwight: Is that a real working windmill?
Michael: It's coming up...stop! Stop, stop. Stop. Yes. (pointing to a puppet on screen) That is Edward R. Meow.
(People laugh)
Jim: That's pretty funny.
Michael: Yeah.
Edward R. Meow: (on TV) Hey, what's your name?
Chet: My name's Chet.
Ed R. Meow: Well, hi Chet.
Oscar: Is that Chet Montgomery?
Michael: Uh, I don't, I don't know.
Pam: Yeah, that is!
Phyllis: He's the meteorologist from channel 4.
Darryl: Checking in with Chet. Doppler 7.
(People laugh)
Darryl: That guy's legit.
Ed R. Meow: What do you wanna be when you grow up?
Chet: I wanna be on TV.
(Everybody laughs)
Dwight: And he is on TV now!
Michael: Will everybody please shut up. Please. So you don't miss it.
Ed R Meow: Okay, next. So, what's your name?
Michael: That's me.
(Michael points to a little boy on screen in an oversized suit and slicked back hair)
(Everybody laughs again)
Little Michael: Michael.
Ed R. Meow: Hi Michael, I'm Ed. What's your favorite subject at school?
Little Michael: Recess.
Ed R. Meow: Recess. So, tell me, what do you wanna be when you grow up?
Little Michael: I wanna be married and have 100 kids so I can have 100 friends. And no one can say no to being my friend.
(The Cat puppet looks stupefied and speechless and just looks into the camera)
Ed R. Meow: Uh...oh, okay. Well, nice talking with you, Michael. Back to you Ms. Trudy.
(Ryan looks at the camera a bit disturbed)
Ms. Trudy: Hi everyone, it's my favorite time of the day...
Michael: Could have sworn there was...
(Michael grabs the remote and starts fast forwarding the video)
Melissa: Did you get married?
Michael: Uh, no.
Abby: Why not?
Michael: Uh, it just never happened.
Sasha: So do you have any kids?
Michael: Uh, nope.
Jake: Do you have a girlfriend?
Michael: I do okay.
Melissa: Was Chet Montgomery cool back then?
Michael: Yes.
Jake: Even I have a girlfriend.
Michael: Okay. All right, okay.
Sasha: So you didn't get to be what you wanted to be.
Michael: I guess not. You know, I have a load of work to do. So I am going to grab a slice of this delish pizza. And I'm gonna go do my work. Bye.
(The office workers just stand there silently)
CUT TO JIM'S DESK AREA
(Michael is in his office, door closed, looking out the window)
(Jim is at his desk, Pam is standing by the conference room door)
(Roy is horsing around with Jake inside the conference room)
Pam: (to Jim) He's not coming out. He won't pick up the phone.
Jim: I can't believe his mom dressed him like that. That's the real tragedy.
(Pam smiles)
Roy: Pam, Pam! (has Jake in a head lock) I love this guy!
(Pam looks at Roy then looks back to Jim)
(Jim turns his chair around to face his desk)
CUT TO LATER
(Jake is moving all the thumbtacks on Meredith's map)
(Melissa walks up to Pam's desk and starts rummaging through the candy)
Pam: So, Melissa, I met your mom a couple times. She's so nice.
Melissa: Who, Terri?
Pam: Mm-hmm.
Melissa: That woman is not my mother. That is my step mother.
(Melissa walks away)
(Pam looks at the camera, "Hmm, messed that one up")
CUT TO THE COPIER
(Dwight is making copies)
Jake: Mr. Poop, I have to tell you something.
Dwight: Uh, okay. But first, that's not my name.
Jake: You're ugly.
(Dwight looks at Angela then in a low voice talks to Jake)
Dwight: Well, at least I'm not a horrible little latchkey kid who got suspended from school, so...
Jake: Meredith!
(Dwight imitates a whiny tone)
(Angela gives Dwight and approving look)
(Dwight grins at her, she grins back, then notices the camera and scowls)
(Dwight continues his copying, but pushes the button with flourish)
CUT TO MICHAEL'S OFFICE
(Toby knocks on the door)
Michael: Yeah?
(Toby enters with an armful of toys)
Toby: I think these belong to you.
Michael: Oh, that's okay, she can keep those.
Toby: Believe me, she has enough toys. She doesn't need your watch.
Michael: Thank you. (Michael returns to looking out the window)
Toby: Is everything okay?
Michael: You have to ask me that because you work for human resources.
Toby: That's true.
CUT TO LATER IN MICHAEL'S OFFICE
Michael: You know, sure, playing the field is great. Don't get me wrong. But there's more to life than notches on my bedpost.
Toby: Um hmm.
Michael: Tell me something honestly. Do you think, that it is too late for me to have kids?
Toby: Well, you need a wife first or at least a girlfriend.
Michael: What about...
Toby: Not Jan.
Michael: ...Jan, okay.
Toby: You really wanna have kids, I guess you could somehow. Foster parent or something.
Michael: Or biologically.
Toby: Somehow.
Michael: Thanks, that's...No, that really means a lot to me. Hey, does Sasha have a godfather? Because...
Toby: Yes.
Michael: O-kay.
CUT TO RECEPTION
(Jake walks up)
Jake: Is it okay if I take one?
Pam: Sure.
Jake: Thank you.
Pam: You're welcome.
Jake: Is your job hard?
Pam: It's not too bad. I get to shred things sometimes. Do you wanna see?
Jake: Yeah!
Pam: (surprised) Really?
Jake: Yeah.
Pam: (excited) Okay. Um, here it is. Don't put your fingers in there.
(Pam throws a paper into the shredder)
Pam: Cool, huh?
Jake: That's cool, yeah.
Pam: Yeah, I get to do this, like, every week.
Jake: That's so awesome.
Pam: I know.
CUT TO MICHAEL'S OFFICE
(Michael is on his computer)
Michael: (to camera) Yes, it is true. I, Michael Scott am signing up with an online dating service. Thousands of people have done it, and I'm going to do it. I need a user name. And I have a great one.
(Michael types something in)
Michael: Little Kid Lover. That way, people will know exactly where my priorities are at.
CUT TO JIM'S DESK AREA
(Kevin walks up with Abby, both with their coats on)
(Abby looks up at Kevin)
Kevin: Go ahead.
Abby: Do you wanna come over for dinner tonight?
Jim: Oh man, I would love to. I can't tonight, but can I come over some other time?
(Abby nods)
Kevin: What are you doing? You never have plans.
Jim: Thanks, Kev. Umm, I'm actually going on-on a date.
Kevin: Nice.
(The camera zooms in on Pam listening at reception)
Michael: Hey, uh, no, please. You can't leave yet. There's still one more thing we need to do.
CUT TO THE CONFERENCE ROOM
(Michael is holding up a sheet and tambourine while Dwight strums the guitar)
Michael: (singing to the Crosby, Stills, Nash & Young song "Teach Your Children")
You, you are on the road
Must have a code
That you can live by
(Dwight joins in)
And so become yourself
(Kelly wraps her arm around Ryan's)
(Ryan rolls his eyes slightly)
Because the past
Is just a good-bye
And teach your children well
(Jim and Pam are standing by the doorway)
Jim: (quietly to Pam) Why does he own a guitar if he doesn't know how to play it?
Pam: I think he thought his ukulele skills would transfer.
(Jim smiles, Pam looks at the kids and their parents listening)
(Jim takes a quick glance at the room and Pam and walks to his desk)
And feed them on your dreams
(Pam starts to turn to talk to Jim)
Pam: My theory is that...
(But Jim is gone, she looks to his desk, Jim grabs his coat and motions to Pam that he's leaving)
The one they picked
The one you know by
(They wave to each other)
(Pam's smile fades)
CUT TO THE PARKING LOT
Don't you ever ask them why
(Jim drives off)
If I told you
You would cry
(Michael helps Sasha get into Toby's car)
You just look at them and sigh
(Sasha waves at Michael, Michael waves back)
And know they love you
CUT BACK TO THE CONFERENCE ROOM
Dwight: And they do. Your parents love you very much.
Michael: One more time.
(Michael and Dwight start over)
CUT TO INDIVIDUAL SHOT OF DWIGHT
Dwight: The Schrutes considered children very valuable in the olden days the women would bear many children. So we would have enough laborers to work the fields. And if it was an especially cold winter and there weren't enough grains or vegetables, they would eat the weakest of the brood. (laughs) No! They didn't eat the children. It never came to that.
THE END