Writers: Lee Eisenberg and Gene Stupnitsky
Director: Lee Eisenberg
Summary (NBC): Michael shocks Jim and Pam when he reveals the identity of the new woman he has been dating. Dwight apologizes to Jim for years of torment with a strange peace offering.
The Office The Lover extras
Dwight picked the wrong day to put a wooden mallard in my office.
- In the scene where Creed cries while listening to an aria playing in Jim’s office, the piece is called M’appari, written by Friedrich von Flotow from his opera ‘Martha.’ Source: The Office music staff
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The Office The Lover quotes
Jim: Frank and Beans!
Michael: Blind Guy McSqueezy. The women in my improv class absolutely hate him.
Pam: It’s good to be home.
Jim: Do we have a conversation scheduled?
Dwight: I’d just like to say, “Con-quack-ulations.”
Dwight: Now I can observe Jim, track Jim, and destroy Jim.
Dwight: And of course in this version, you lose the whole veiled critique of the Kaiser thing.
Erin: Coco leche. That’s my favorite!
Michael: I have recently taken a lover.
Michael: She drives a green Camry …
Michael: … and the seats go all the way down. All the way down.
Michael: Get the hell out of here, idiot!
Toby: What did I do?
Michael: I think you’re underestimating Pam. I think, more than anything, she wants me to be happy.
Jim: No. Not more than anything.
Jim: Then take a different way home, man!
Michael: That is amazing. I feel like a real Puerto Rican.
Jim: Just take the parrot.
Pam: No no no no no. No. Omigod! OMIGOD! NOOOOOOO!
Michael: That could have gone one of two ways. But I never expected her to get upset.
Dwight: Hey you want me to give you the chills?
Dwight: There’s an egg on your head and the yolk is running down … there’s a knife in your back and the blood is gushing down …
Pam: No, I am not being dramatic, you are being crazy!
Jim: I think if I play it out just right, I can get Dwight to live out the plot of National Treasure.
Pam: Your mother is sleeping with Michael Scott.
[Jim’s sign]: Dwight picked the wrong day to put a wooden mallard in my office.
Dwight: Last Sunday, I had to put down over 150 pets all by myself.
Pam: I have a way to make Scranton a better place. You could leave it.
Michael: Nobody talks to my baby that way. All right. Bye Pickle.
Michael: Pamela Morgan Beesly, you need to apologize to your mother right now.
Pam: Don’t call my mother your lover.
Pam: Yes, thank you. Welcome to my personal hell!
Michael: What is so wrong about me? I’m caring. I’m generous. I’m sensual.
Michael: Is it really so horrible that I could possibly go out and find happiness?
Phyllis: Good luck, Michael. I hope you find what you’re looking for.
Pam: What is wrong with all of you? He is sleeping with my mother!
Dwight: I don’t think there’s a whole lot of sleeping going on.
Michael: Do not talk to me that way! I am your boss, and I may some day be your father. So get out.
Michael: I hope that you are willing to die in this office. Because I am.
Pam: Me too.
Angela: Pam? How’s your day going?
Kelly: Ryan, I have to ask you a personal question. Do you think I should get a fedora?
Kelly: What the hell is a mallard?
Ryan: This reminds me, you owe me three bucks for gas.
Toby: Pull up a chair … or sit on the shredder.
Michael: I think I may be the victim of a hostile work environment, with this whole Pam situation.
Toby: I always knew if Michael just took the time to get to know me, we’d become friends.
Pam: Michael, let me make this very easy for you. I could give a [bleep] about your happiness. Stop dating my mother!
Michael: You know what, I’m going to start dating her even harder.
Pam: Shove it.
Dwight: Punishment fits the crime. I accept.
Pam: Maybe I’m overreacting.
Jim: Yeah. Maybe.
Pam: But I don’t think I am.
Jim: You’re not. Nope. Nope.
Dwight: Did you really think I would put my primary listening device in a wooden mallard? I’m not insane.
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