Dwight: Jim has no discernable sense of humor Pam. You should know that.

Robert:Where is everyone? Where is Andy.
Kelly:Andy took some of the other people on a corporate retreat to Gettysburg.
Robert:Well I was hoping to talk out some ideas with Andy. [looks around] But what we have here, is perhaps better. By not going on the trip, you've shown you're the freethinkers of the office.
Ryan:Robert you've got your sheep, and your black sheep, and I'm not even a sheep, I'm on the freaking moon.

Andy: When you're in a rock n roll band with somebody, you're bonded for life.
Darryl: Usually their life is short and tragic.

Walter: And this must be your lovely wife Pam.
Meredith: Heck no. She wishes.

Pam: And I make sounds much worse than this.
Dwight: Oh we know.

Toby: You know what would be the hottest thing ever? A pregnant Helen Mirren.

Robert: And you can't have a favorite Iron Chef. It depends entirely on the secret ingredient. Sometimes I feel you don't know food at all.

Stanley: I never heard that song before, and once I heard it I did not care for it, but that song means it's time to go home. Now, it's my favorite song.

Gabe: Hey! I need you to get the paperwork rolling on a new workplace relationship.
Toby: For you?
Gabe: Yes! For Gabe.
Toby: Who're you seeing? That's great.
Gabe: WHOM I am seeing is Val, from down in the warehouse. I'm not technically seeing her, but uh, I've seen her, with the eyes, and there was attraction, in at least one direction. So...

Dwight Schrute: [Jim, Pam and Cece arrive] James, Pamela, and Pee Pee Halpert!