The Duel
Dwight:[yelling as he runs past the radar gun] Aah!
Phyllis:Wow, thirteen!
Dwight:Yes!
Michael:No. No, no. There was wind.
Dwight:I was just jogging.
Michael:Dwight, there was wind. I want a do-over.
Jim:No, no, no, it's not your turn. All right, thirteen is the new number. Oscar, go ahead.
Michael:I want another try. Here we go! [Michael runs past the radar as a car passes] Thirty-one! Thirty-one!
Stanley:There was a car.
Michael:I was ahead of the car. Thirty-one is my new number.
Oscar:Thirty-one is humanly impossible.
Michael:Go, Oscar. Thirty-one's my number.
Oscar:That's impossible.
Michael:Beat it!