Basketball
Michael:OK, Ryan, you have Darryl. I have Roy.
Jim:Really? I thought I'd take Roy.
Michael:Actually, I think Roy is their best player not Lonny. So, Dwight, you uh, have the East German gal. Uh, who else we got... Um...OK, all right, you guys.
Dwight:[taking off his shirt] OK, we'll be skins!
Michael:Aw, come on Dwight.
Dwight:What? Shirts on or off?
Michael:On. Just put it on.
Dwight:You sure?
Michael:Yes. Uh, Pam? You kind of have your foot in both camps, why don't you do the uh, jump ball OK?
Roy:Don't listen to him Pam. Trust me, tip it my way or you're sleeping in the car.
Michael:Stanley! What? You gotta be kidding me! !?! [Roy steals the ball, and goes for a lay up] Oh... Here we go! [Lonny shoots and makes it] Who's on him? Somebody get him!
Teammates:Yeah!
Roy:That's what I'm talking about.
Michael:Yeah, yeah, yeah. Over here, over here. [Jim saves the ball from going out of bounds and passes to Michael] Here we go. Three! [Shoots and misses] Let's go to the zone! We're going to zone!
Dwight:De-fense! [clap, clap] [Michael joins in] De-fense! [clap clap]
Michael and Dwight:De-fense! De-fense!
Warehouse worker:[Roy scores] Well done team.
Michael:Who's got Roy? [Jim does a behind the back move around Roy for the basket]
Pam:Woo!