The Office

[*In a Nutsack]

That scene with Michael, Dwight, and Jim was quite possibly the funniest thing I've seen on any episode

This.  I had to replay the whole hypothetical sales call scene over and over because I never really heard much of the show over my initial laughter at Bill Buttlicker.  I think that really was one of the funniest scenes in the show's history.

The best part was that Dwight was leaning in to Michael to "listen" to the call, and Michael would cover the mouthpiece with his hand when he didn't want the customer to hear him.

I agree with all of the above.  I think that was the most brilliant scene in this show's history.

My second favorite is probably when Jim turns Dwight's investigation about the joint around on him.  "No, when you walked in here, you said I'D be conducting the investigation.  Just how much marijuana have you smoked?"

Or, the one where Dwight's not even the manager in his fantasy of having a bed and breakfast in hell and he has an $80,000/year salary?  And, Jim wants to change rooms...

[JD]

That scene with Michael, Dwight, and Jim was quite possibly the funniest thing I've seen on any episode

This.  I had to replay the whole hypothetical sales call scene over and over because I never really heard much of the show over my initial laughter at Bill Buttlicker.  I think that really was one of the funniest scenes in the show's history.

The best part was that Dwight was leaning in to Michael to "listen" to the call, and Michael would cover the mouthpiece with his hand when he didn't want the customer to hear him.

I agree with all of the above.  I think that was the most brilliant scene in this show's history.

My second favorite is probably when Jim turns Dwight's investigation about the joint around on him.  "No, when you walked in here, you said I'D be conducting the investigation.  Just how much marijuana have you smoked?"

What?  I'm gonna have to watch this episode again.  I totally missed that.  Or was that when they were in Dwight's car.  It was hard to hear for the music.

Sorry.  It was from an old episode.  It was my second-favorite scene in the show's history.

I knew what it was from.  I was just being coy.

[Kerm]

That scene with Michael, Dwight, and Jim was quite possibly the funniest thing I've seen on any episode

This.  I had to replay the whole hypothetical sales call scene over and over because I never really heard much of the show over my initial laughter at Bill Buttlicker.  I think that really was one of the funniest scenes in the show's history.

The best part was that Dwight was leaning in to Michael to "listen" to the call, and Michael would cover the mouthpiece with his hand when he didn't want the customer to hear him.

I agree with all of the above.  I think that was the most brilliant scene in this show's history.

My second favorite is probably when Jim turns Dwight's investigation about the joint around on him.  "No, when you walked in here, you said I'D be conducting the investigation.  Just how much marijuana have you smoked?"

What?  I'm gonna have to watch this episode again.  I totally missed that.  Or was that when they were in Dwight's car.  It was hard to hear for the music.

Sorry.  It was from an old episode.  It was my second-favorite scene in the show's history.

I knew what it was from.  I was just being coy.

Damn.  I think I was about 500 for my last 500 in identifying your sarcasm.  Time to start a new streak.

[Eli]

Or, the one where Dwight's not even the manager in his fantasy of having a bed and breakfast in hell and he has an $80,000/year salary?  And, Jim wants to change rooms...

Dwight: Welcome to the Hotel Hell. Check in time now. Check out time is never.
Jim: Does my room have cable?
Dwight: No. And the sheets are made of fire.
Jim: Can I change rooms?
Dwight: No, we're all booked up. Hell convention in town.
Jim: Can I have a late check-out?
Dwight: I'll have to talk to the manager.
Jim: You're not the manager.  Even in your own fantasy?
Dwight: I'm the owner.  Co-owner. With Satan!
Jim: Okay, just so I understand it ... in your wildest fantasy, you are in hell. And you are co-running a bed and breakfast with the devil.
Dwight: But I haven't told you my salary.
Jim: Go.
Dwight: $80,000 a year.

[5laky]

It's been a great season, but holy crap, enough with the Jim and Pam drama.  Marry them and go back to showing funny things in the office.

I could care less about Jim and Pam.  It's like...the C story behind Jim and Dwight's shennanigans and the Andy/Angela/Dwight trifecta.

I'm about as tired of the Andy/Angela/Dwight stuff as I am Jim and Pam.  That story's been going on since last season, but unlike the original Jim/Pam story, I don't think anybody really cares what happens with those three.  I do get the feeling, however, that all this Pam stuff is just setting up whatever that spinoff would be.  I couldn't see them taking Jim or Pam off the show, but I guess if they were going to give another series to any of the characters, it would be those two (or Dwight).  Also, I'm pretty sure at the beginning of this season, they said that Pam was going to be in school for 3 months.  The first episode took out about 7 weeks.  It has to be done with by like next week, doesn't it?

As long as they have more Jim/Dwight stuff though, it's all gravy.  Glorious, glorious gravy.

Wow.  Way too much analysis.  It's just a TV show.  A very hilarious one.  You should stop analyzing so much and just watch and laugh!

You're never going to get anywhere with that sales pitch. The sun comes up, you pay taxes, and Weebs tries to ruin The Office for everyone.

This is life.

[Kerm]

Or, the one where Dwight's not even the manager in his fantasy of having a bed and breakfast in hell and he has an $80,000/year salary?  And, Jim wants to change rooms...

Dwight: Welcome to the Hotel Hell. Check in time now. Check out time is never.
Jim: Does my room have cable?
Dwight: No. And the sheets are made of fire.
Jim: Can I change rooms?
Dwight: No, we're all booked up. Hell convention in town.
Jim: Can I have a late check-out?
Dwight: I'll have to talk to the manager.
Jim: You're not the manager.  Even in your own fantasy?
Dwight: I'm the owner.  Co-owner. With Satan!
Jim: Okay, just so I understand it ... in your wildest fantasy, you are in hell. And you are co-running a bed and breakfast with the devil.
Dwight: But I haven't told you my salary.
Jim: Go.
Dwight: $80,000 a year.

That was, indeed, a fantastic exchange.  Here is the one I was thinking of (from this site with a bunch of good 'uns):

Jim: I'm just saying that you can't be sure that it wasn't you.
Dwight: That's ridiculous, of course it wasn't me.
Jim: Marijuana is a memory loss drug, so maybe you just don't remember.
Dwight: I would remember.
Jim: Well how could you, if it just erased your memory?
Dwight: That's not how it works.
Jim: Now how do you know how it works?
Dwight: Knock it off, okay, I'm interviewing you!
Jim: No, you said that I'd be conducting the interview when I walked in here. Now exactly how much pot did you smoke?

[*In a Nutsack]

Or, the one where Dwight's not even the manager in his fantasy of having a bed and breakfast in hell and he has an $80,000/year salary?  And, Jim wants to change rooms...

Dwight: Welcome to the Hotel Hell. Check in time now. Check out time is never.
Jim: Does my room have cable?
Dwight: No. And the sheets are made of fire.
Jim: Can I change rooms?
Dwight: No, we're all booked up. Hell convention in town.
Jim: Can I have a late check-out?
Dwight: I'll have to talk to the manager.
Jim: You're not the manager.  Even in your own fantasy?
Dwight: I'm the owner.  Co-owner. With Satan!
Jim: Okay, just so I understand it ... in your wildest fantasy, you are in hell. And you are co-running a bed and breakfast with the devil.
Dwight: But I haven't told you my salary.
Jim: Go.
Dwight: $80,000 a year.

That was, indeed, a fantastic exchange.  Here is the one I was thinking of (from this site with a bunch of good 'uns):

Jim: I'm just saying that you can't be sure that it wasn't you.
Dwight: That's ridiculous, of course it wasn't me.
Jim: Marijuana is a memory loss drug, so maybe you just don't remember.
Dwight: I would remember.
Jim: Well how could you, if it just erased your memory?
Dwight: That's not how it works.
Jim: Now how do you know how it works?
Dwight: Knock it off, okay, I'm interviewing you!
Jim: No, you said that I'd be conducting the interview when I walked in here. Now exactly how much pot did you smoke?

Also really good.  I think I laughed more at the Hell Convention one with sheets of fire and changing rooms.

I like the one where Jim comes in dressed as Dwight and says "Bears, beets, Battlestar Gallactica."

[Weebs]

Or, the one where Dwight's not even the manager in his fantasy of having a bed and breakfast in hell and he has an $80,000/year salary?  And, Jim wants to change rooms...

Dwight: Welcome to the Hotel Hell. Check in time now. Check out time is never.
Jim: Does my room have cable?
Dwight: No. And the sheets are made of fire.
Jim: Can I change rooms?
Dwight: No, we're all booked up. Hell convention in town.
Jim: Can I have a late check-out?
Dwight: I'll have to talk to the manager.
Jim: You're not the manager.  Even in your own fantasy?
Dwight: I'm the owner.  Co-owner. With Satan!
Jim: Okay, just so I understand it ... in your wildest fantasy, you are in hell. And you are co-running a bed and breakfast with the devil.
Dwight: But I haven't told you my salary.
Jim: Go.
Dwight: $80,000 a year.

That was, indeed, a fantastic exchange.  Here is the one I was thinking of (from this site with a bunch of good 'uns):

Jim: I'm just saying that you can't be sure that it wasn't you.
Dwight: That's ridiculous, of course it wasn't me.
Jim: Marijuana is a memory loss drug, so maybe you just don't remember.
Dwight: I would remember.
Jim: Well how could you, if it just erased your memory?
Dwight: That's not how it works.
Jim: Now how do you know how it works?
Dwight: Knock it off, okay, I'm interviewing you!
Jim: No, you said that I'd be conducting the interview when I walked in here. Now exactly how much pot did you smoke?

Also really good.  I think I laughed more at the Hell Convention one with sheets of fire and changing rooms.

I like the one where Jim comes in dressed as Dwight and says "Bears, beets, Battlestar Gallactica."

You know, I always see that quote as "Bears.  Beets.  Battlestar Gallactica" but I always thought it was "Bears beats Battlestar Gallactica."  I think the latter makes more sense.

[Kerm]

Or, the one where Dwight's not even the manager in his fantasy of having a bed and breakfast in hell and he has an $80,000/year salary?  And, Jim wants to change rooms...

Dwight: Welcome to the Hotel Hell. Check in time now. Check out time is never.
Jim: Does my room have cable?
Dwight: No. And the sheets are made of fire.
Jim: Can I change rooms?
Dwight: No, we're all booked up. Hell convention in town.
Jim: Can I have a late check-out?
Dwight: I'll have to talk to the manager.
Jim: You're not the manager.  Even in your own fantasy?
Dwight: I'm the owner.  Co-owner. With Satan!
Jim: Okay, just so I understand it ... in your wildest fantasy, you are in hell. And you are co-running a bed and breakfast with the devil.
Dwight: But I haven't told you my salary.
Jim: Go.
Dwight: $80,000 a year.

That was, indeed, a fantastic exchange.  Here is the one I was thinking of (from this site with a bunch of good 'uns):

Jim: I'm just saying that you can't be sure that it wasn't you.
Dwight: That's ridiculous, of course it wasn't me.
Jim: Marijuana is a memory loss drug, so maybe you just don't remember.
Dwight: I would remember.
Jim: Well how could you, if it just erased your memory?
Dwight: That's not how it works.
Jim: Now how do you know how it works?
Dwight: Knock it off, okay, I'm interviewing you!
Jim: No, you said that I'd be conducting the interview when I walked in here. Now exactly how much pot did you smoke?

Also really good.  I think I laughed more at the Hell Convention one with sheets of fire and changing rooms.

I like the one where Jim comes in dressed as Dwight and says "Bears, beets, Battlestar Gallactica."

You know, I always see that quote as "Bears.  Beets.  Battlestar Gallactica" but I always thought it was "Bears beats Battlestar Gallactica."  I think the latter makes more sense.

You're wrong again.

[*In a Nutsack]

Or, the one where Dwight's not even the manager in his fantasy of having a bed and breakfast in hell and he has an $80,000/year salary?  And, Jim wants to change rooms...

Dwight: Welcome to the Hotel Hell. Check in time now. Check out time is never.
Jim: Does my room have cable?
Dwight: No. And the sheets are made of fire.
Jim: Can I change rooms?
Dwight: No, we're all booked up. Hell convention in town.
Jim: Can I have a late check-out?
Dwight: I'll have to talk to the manager.
Jim: You're not the manager.  Even in your own fantasy?
Dwight: I'm the owner.  Co-owner. With Satan!
Jim: Okay, just so I understand it ... in your wildest fantasy, you are in hell. And you are co-running a bed and breakfast with the devil.
Dwight: But I haven't told you my salary.
Jim: Go.
Dwight: $80,000 a year.

That was, indeed, a fantastic exchange.  Here is the one I was thinking of (from this site with a bunch of good 'uns):

Jim: I'm just saying that you can't be sure that it wasn't you.
Dwight: That's ridiculous, of course it wasn't me.
Jim: Marijuana is a memory loss drug, so maybe you just don't remember.
Dwight: I would remember.
Jim: Well how could you, if it just erased your memory?
Dwight: That's not how it works.
Jim: Now how do you know how it works?
Dwight: Knock it off, okay, I'm interviewing you!
Jim: No, you said that I'd be conducting the interview when I walked in here. Now exactly how much pot did you smoke?

Also really good.  I think I laughed more at the Hell Convention one with sheets of fire and changing rooms.

I like the one where Jim comes in dressed as Dwight and says "Bears, beets, Battlestar Gallactica."

You know, I always see that quote as "Bears.  Beets.  Battlestar Gallactica" but I always thought it was "Bears beats Battlestar Gallactica."  I think the latter makes more sense.

You're wrong again.

Weebs, man...you're even more wrong tham I am on most things.

[Weebs]

Or, the one where Dwight's not even the manager in his fantasy of having a bed and breakfast in hell and he has an $80,000/year salary?  And, Jim wants to change rooms...

Dwight: Welcome to the Hotel Hell. Check in time now. Check out time is never.
Jim: Does my room have cable?
Dwight: No. And the sheets are made of fire.
Jim: Can I change rooms?
Dwight: No, we're all booked up. Hell convention in town.
Jim: Can I have a late check-out?
Dwight: I'll have to talk to the manager.
Jim: You're not the manager.  Even in your own fantasy?
Dwight: I'm the owner.  Co-owner. With Satan!
Jim: Okay, just so I understand it ... in your wildest fantasy, you are in hell. And you are co-running a bed and breakfast with the devil.
Dwight: But I haven't told you my salary.
Jim: Go.
Dwight: $80,000 a year.

That was, indeed, a fantastic exchange.  Here is the one I was thinking of (from this site with a bunch of good 'uns):

Jim: I'm just saying that you can't be sure that it wasn't you.
Dwight: That's ridiculous, of course it wasn't me.
Jim: Marijuana is a memory loss drug, so maybe you just don't remember.
Dwight: I would remember.
Jim: Well how could you, if it just erased your memory?
Dwight: That's not how it works.
Jim: Now how do you know how it works?
Dwight: Knock it off, okay, I'm interviewing you!
Jim: No, you said that I'd be conducting the interview when I walked in here. Now exactly how much pot did you smoke?

Also really good.  I think I laughed more at the Hell Convention one with sheets of fire and changing rooms.

I like the one where Jim comes in dressed as Dwight and says "Bears, beets, Battlestar Gallactica."

You know, I always see that quote as "Bears.  Beets.  Battlestar Gallactica" but I always thought it was "Bears beats Battlestar Gallactica."  I think the latter makes more sense.

You're wrong again.

Weebs, man...you're even more wrong tham I am on most things.

How is it wrong?  I thought Dwight sees bears as the enemy.  Therefore, it would be an insult for a bear to defeat Battlestar Gallactica...despite the fact that it's nearly impossible.  In fact, right after Jim says it, Dwight sounds like he's starting to defend that claim before realizing something is going on, saying something like, "Well that's just...wait, what's going on here?"

[5laky]

Or, the one where Dwight's not even the manager in his fantasy of having a bed and breakfast in hell and he has an $80,000/year salary?  And, Jim wants to change rooms...

Dwight: Welcome to the Hotel Hell. Check in time now. Check out time is never.
Jim: Does my room have cable?
Dwight: No. And the sheets are made of fire.
Jim: Can I change rooms?
Dwight: No, we're all booked up. Hell convention in town.
Jim: Can I have a late check-out?
Dwight: I'll have to talk to the manager.
Jim: You're not the manager.  Even in your own fantasy?
Dwight: I'm the owner.  Co-owner. With Satan!
Jim: Okay, just so I understand it ... in your wildest fantasy, you are in hell. And you are co-running a bed and breakfast with the devil.
Dwight: But I haven't told you my salary.
Jim: Go.
Dwight: $80,000 a year.

That was, indeed, a fantastic exchange.  Here is the one I was thinking of (from this site with a bunch of good 'uns):

Jim: I'm just saying that you can't be sure that it wasn't you.
Dwight: That's ridiculous, of course it wasn't me.
Jim: Marijuana is a memory loss drug, so maybe you just don't remember.
Dwight: I would remember.
Jim: Well how could you, if it just erased your memory?
Dwight: That's not how it works.
Jim: Now how do you know how it works?
Dwight: Knock it off, okay, I'm interviewing you!
Jim: No, you said that I'd be conducting the interview when I walked in here. Now exactly how much pot did you smoke?

Also really good.  I think I laughed more at the Hell Convention one with sheets of fire and changing rooms.

I like the one where Jim comes in dressed as Dwight and says "Bears, beets, Battlestar Gallactica."

You know, I always see that quote as "Bears.  Beets.  Battlestar Gallactica" but I always thought it was "Bears beats Battlestar Gallactica."  I think the latter makes more sense.

You're wrong again.

Weebs, man...you're even more wrong tham I am on most things.

How is it wrong?  I thought Dwight sees bears as the enemy.  Therefore, it would be an insult for a bear to defeat Battlestar Gallactica...despite the fact that it's nearly impossible.  In fact, right after Jim says it, Dwight sounds like he's starting to defend that claim before realizing something is going on, saying something like, "Well that's just...wait, what's going on here?"

Stop watching this show.

[Weebs]

Stop watching this show.

It's hard to imagine that this is actually my second favorite show on TV behind Always Sunny.  Also hard to imagine that I ever find anything enjoyable...

[TDubbs]

Or, the one where Dwight's not even the manager in his fantasy of having a bed and breakfast in hell and he has an $80,000/year salary?  And, Jim wants to change rooms...

Dwight: Welcome to the Hotel Hell. Check in time now. Check out time is never.
Jim: Does my room have cable?
Dwight: No. And the sheets are made of fire.
Jim: Can I change rooms?
Dwight: No, we're all booked up. Hell convention in town.
Jim: Can I have a late check-out?
Dwight: I'll have to talk to the manager.
Jim: You're not the manager.  Even in your own fantasy?
Dwight: I'm the owner.  Co-owner. With Satan!
Jim: Okay, just so I understand it ... in your wildest fantasy, you are in hell. And you are co-running a bed and breakfast with the devil.
Dwight: But I haven't told you my salary.
Jim: Go.
Dwight: $80,000 a year.

That was, indeed, a fantastic exchange.  Here is the one I was thinking of (from this site with a bunch of good 'uns):

Jim: I'm just saying that you can't be sure that it wasn't you.
Dwight: That's ridiculous, of course it wasn't me.
Jim: Marijuana is a memory loss drug, so maybe you just don't remember.
Dwight: I would remember.
Jim: Well how could you, if it just erased your memory?
Dwight: That's not how it works.
Jim: Now how do you know how it works?
Dwight: Knock it off, okay, I'm interviewing you!
Jim: No, you said that I'd be conducting the interview when I walked in here. Now exactly how much pot did you smoke?

Also really good.  I think I laughed more at the Hell Convention one with sheets of fire and changing rooms.

I like the one where Jim comes in dressed as Dwight and says "Bears, beets, Battlestar Gallactica."

You know, I always see that quote as "Bears.  Beets.  Battlestar Gallactica" but I always thought it was "Bears beats Battlestar Gallactica."  I think the latter makes more sense.

You're wrong again.

Weebs, man...you're even more wrong tham I am on most things.

How is it wrong?  I thought Dwight sees bears as the enemy.  Therefore, it would be an insult for a bear to defeat Battlestar Gallactica...despite the fact that it's nearly impossible.  In fact, right after Jim says it, Dwight sounds like he's starting to defend that claim before realizing something is going on, saying something like, "Well that's just...wait, what's going on here?"

He works on a gosh darn beet farm

[*In a Nutsack]

The quote from the episode, Product Recall, is (Link:  http://www.officequotes.net/no3-20.php):

Jim: [Dressed as Dwight] It's kind of blurry. [puts on his glasses] That's better. [exhales] Question. What kind of bear is best?

Dwight: That's a ridiculous question.

Jim: False. Black bear.

Dwight: Well that's debatable. There are basically two schools of thought---

Jim: Fact. Bears eat beets. Bears. Beets. Battlestar Galactica.

Dwight: Bears do not--- What is going on--- What are you doing?!

Dwight was preparing to say that bears don't eat beets, not to refute that bears will beat Battlestar Galactica.  This is way too much analysis.