Jim: I think you mean the aid to Afghanistan. I am going to donate to Afghanistanis with AIDS. Okay, you know what? I will not donate my winnings to Comic Relief, since apparently it doesn’t exist. I hate so much about the things that you choose to be. 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. You know, is that enough? Should I keep going? 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. We, at the end of the night, are going to give the check to an actual group of Boy Scouts. Jim is about to prove his telekinetic powers and he needs absolute silence.
You know what? Uh… Why don’t you move that coat rack? Excuse me, everyone! Attention in the office, please. You know, just little things.ĭwight: That’s ridiculous. Jim: It was just little thing, you know, like I could make something shake or I could make a marble fall off the counter. Jim: Ever since I was a little kid, like, eight or nine, I could sort of control things with my mind. Jim: I can always kind of win at roulette.ĭwight: You can’t be serious. Roulette is not a game of skill, it is a game of chance. Pam: Come on, it’ll be fun, and besides, I’m a roulette expert.ĭwight: Impossible. Roy: So, what’s the deal? We gotta pay for our own drinks? That’s lame.
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