Creed Bratton: So, hey, I want to set you up with my daughter.
Jim Halpert: Oh, I'm engaged to Pam.
Creed Bratton: I thought you were gay.
Jim Halpert: [clicks tongue] Then why would you want to set me up with your daughter?
Creed Bratton: I don't know.
Michael Scott: I have a very difficult decision to make. It's like last week I was at the video store. Do I watch "Devil Wears Prada" again or do I finally get around to seeing "Sophie's Choice"? It is what you would call a classic difficult decision.
Jim Halpert: I'm just hiding out until all this stuff blows over, with Creed, playing chess, at work. He's winning. I feel like I'm describing a dream I had.
Phyllis Vance: [to Pam] Close your mouth, sweetie. You look like a trout.
Michael Scott: I set the rules, and you follow them blindly, okay? And if you have a problem with that, then you can talk to our complaint department. It's a trashcan.
Andy Bernard: Oh, it is on, like a prawn who yawns at dawn.
Michael Scott: No matter how I look at this, I am in the wrong. And I have looked at this thing like 100 different ways, from my point of view, from their point of view, 98 others, and bottom line: I am in the wrong. I'm the bad guy.
Dwight Schrute: What are you doing here?
Meredith: I saw a crowd, and thought there might be a dog fight or something.