Michael: Hey Carol, how goes the real estate biz? Is it reeeeal good?
Pam: It’s still me.
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Pam: Sometimes I don’t put Michael through until he’s already said something. I look at it as a practice run for him. He usually does better on the second attempt.
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Michael: Okay, put her through. Jan Levinson, I presuuume?
Pam: Still me.
Toby: Actually, I didn’t think it was appropriate to invite children since it’s… You know, there’s gambling and alcohol, and it’s in our dangerous warehouse and it’s a school night… And, you know, Hooters is catering. You know, is that enough? Should I keep going?
Michael: Why are you the way that you are? Honestly, every time I try to do something fun or exciting, you make it not… that way. I hate so much about the things that you choose to be.
Greg Daniels: So many people expected,um, Jim to kiss Jan in this scene.
Jenna Fischer: I know!
Melora Hardin: I know, they did. Yeah. Because he had just shown up at the office.
Jenna Fischer: You guys must have some chemistry.
Rainn Wilson: Everybody has chemistry with John Krasinski.
David Denman: How can you not ?!
Rainn Wilson: Get me close to that guy- I just wanna pucker up all over his..mug.
Greg Daniels: You guys have never kissed, have you?
Jenna Fischer: Not on camera.
Rainn Wilson: I’ve kissed.. oh, you mean the characters? No.
Greg Daniels: Season three?
Rainn Wilson: Dwight/Jim romance.
Casino Night DVD Commentary
Darryl: I taught Mike some, uh, phrases to help with his interracial conversations. You know, stuff like, “Fleece it out.” “Going mach five.” “Dinkin’ flicka.” You know, things us Negroes say.
Jim Halpert: Ever since I was a little kid, like 8 or 9, I could sorta control things with my mind.
Dwight Schrute: I don’t believe you. Continue.
Jim Halpert: It was just little things, you know? Like I could make some things shake or I could make a marble fall off a counter, you know just, little things.
Dwight Schrute: [scoffs] That’s ridiculous. You know what? Uh, why don’t you move that coat rack? Excuse me, everyone, attention in the office please. Jim is about to prove his telekinetic powers and he needs absolute silence. Go ahead.
Jim Halpert: Okay, I’ll try.
[Pam moves coat rack with umbrella]
Dwight Schrute: Oh my God.