The Delivery, Pt. 1
Meme It!Michael:I got it! I got it! Everybody it's go time! At your stations. Stanley, man the phones. Meredith, please, get bottled water. Erin, call an ambulance, please!
Dwight:No, no, no. Ambulances are emergencies only. You call an ambulance, I call the cops.
Jim:Alright, we're driving ourselves, actually.
Michael:No, Jim, you are in no condition to drive. I will drive you. Check! Got it.
Jim:Alright, I have my wallet.
Michael:Yes.
Jim:Go bag's in the car... Keys, my keys, where's my keys?
Michael:Go bag! Where's my go bag? Where's my go bag?
Erin:There's nothing in it.
Michael:You are telling me now that there is nothing in it. Okay, great! Oh, hey, hey, um, should I bring a dictionary to the hospital?
Oscar:The hospital provides dictionaries, bring a thesaurus!
Dwight:Has anyone checked how dilated she is? This is ridiculous!
Pam:Dwight, get away!
Michael:No, no, no. Dwight, let Jim do that, please.
Erin:I didn't know we had a tape measure.
Dwight:[as he holds up the tape measure with his initials on it] 'We' don't.
Jim:Okay, I can't find my keys! I cannot find my keys! Found 'em. They're here.
Dwight, Jim and Michael:Here we go!
Phyllis:Good luck!
Nick:Good luck, Pam!
Michael:Thank you! Wish me luck!
Creed:Have fun! [sigh]
Meredith:Hey, it's 5:00!