Baby Shower
Dwight:Michael! My water's breaking!
Michael:Oh, OK! OK!
Dwight:Aaaaaaaa! What do you do? What do you do?
Michael:I get a call from Jan and I meet her at the hospital.
Dwight:Right. Highways or surface roads?
Michael:I take Quincy Ave to Gibson.
Dwight:No, Gibson is covered in potholes. Your car breaks down. Adapt!
Michael:I checked the route - there are no potholes. Come on, get in here and have the baby.
Dwight:It's about adapting to the circumstances.
Michael:[annoyed] Andy, would you like to have my baby?
Andy:Yes! Yeah. [squatting and pushing] Aaaaaaaa! Aaaaaaaa! Aaaaaaaa!
Dwight:No. OK, no. I'm crowning! I'm crowning! Aaaaaaaa! [runs into Michael's office]
Michael:All right, OK. [to Andy] Sorry. Sorry. Here we go. Here we go!
Dwight:The pressure! The pressure!
Michael:Do it! Do it! Scream! Scream it out, scream it out, scream it out.
Dwight:Aaaaaaaa!
Michael:Aaaaaaaa!