Basketball
Michael:Are we ready for the game?
Everybody:[half-heartedly] Yeah.
Michael:I... yeah, yeah. I know, grumble, grumble. But you would follow me to the ends of the earth, grumbling all the way. Like that, uh, dwarf from Lord of the Rings.
Dwight:Gimli.
Michael:Nerd. That is why you're not on the team.
Dwight:Just trying to be helpful.
Michael:Uh, [in a nerdy voice] 'I'll help, Elwyn Dragonslayer, uh, ten points, power sword.'
Jim:That's him.
Michael:OK, so, let's put together a starting line-up, shall we? Stanley of course.
Stanley:I'm sorry?
Michael:Um, what do you play? Center?
Stanley:Why 'of course'?
Michael:Uh...
Stanley:What's that supposed to mean?
Michael:Uh, I don't know. I don't remember saying that.
Jim:Uh, I heard it.
Michael:Well, people hear a lot of things, man. Um... other starters... Me, of course. I heard it that time.
Phyllis:I'd like to play if it's just for fun. I played basketball in school.
Michael:[ignores Phyllis)] Um... Yeah. Who else? We have Jim. We have Ryan, the new guy, right? Untested. Willing to prove himself now. A lot of passion, a lot of heart.
Ryan:But, I'm getting paid to skip lunch?
Michael:Yes.
Ryan:OK.
Michael:Yes, this is business. The, uh, business of team building and morale boosting. Uh, who else?
Oscar:I can help out, if you need me.
Michael:I will use your talents come baseball season, my friend. Or if we box.
Kevin:I have a hoop in my driveway.
Michael:No.
Phyllis:I have a sports bra.
Michael:No, no, ridiculous.
Dwight:Michael, look. [Dwight throws paper at the garbage can]
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