Dream Team
Andy:Whoa! And he just goes, 'Boom'. [kicking motion] Goal!
Charles:Yep. Yep. That's Pele.
Andy:You know your soccer, man.
Charles:I know. Yes I do.
Stanley:I prefer [looks down at palms] Maradona. Uhhh... Diego Maradona.
Charles:Oh yeah?
Stanley:From Argentina.
Charles:I didn't know we had so many, uh, soccer fans in the office.
Andy:I mean, to be fair, I was the first one to talk about it, but...
Charles:What about you, Jim? You a fan of the game?
Jim:Uh, no. Nope. Not really.
Charles:Well, it's not for everybody I suppose. [Andy laughs]
Jim:It's 'cause I'm more of a player.
Charles:Yeah?
Jim:You bet.
Dwight:Really, Jim? I had no idea you played soccer. 'Cause you never, ever talk about it.
Jim:Well I do.
Dwight:Wow.
Jim:I play.
Dwight:You can be so modest sometimes.
Jim:Well, maybe you should get back to work.
Dwight:Maybe you and Charles should kick the soccer ball around.
Jim:Maybe we will someday.
Dwight:Maybe you will tonight after work. What do you say?
Charles:That's a great idea, Dwight.
Dwight:Great ideas are just part of what I bring to the table.
Jim:Yeah.
Dwight:I don't try and be anything that I'm not.
Charles:What do you say, Jim? Huh? Wanna play some soccer?
Dwight:Jim, what do you say?
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