New Leads





Michael:Okay. You know what, let's just go to the dump, start looking - Ryan, c'mon, shotgun in my car -
Phyllis:Michael, why would we all go to the dump?
Michael:Why? Because I am not going to call Sabre and say, 'Hi, you know those very valuable expensive leads that you gave us earlier today? Well, because of a screw-up by a staff member, they're now in the city dump.'
Stanley:Not your staff, Michael. You.
Michael:Well, that's not the way it's going t sound. Here's what we're going to do. We'll go to the dump, we'll look around, then we'll all go out and get pizza, maybe catch a movie, late-night drink, some more pizza, call it a night. What do you -
Toby:Does it have to be pizza? Could go for a, falafel?
Michael:Really?
Angela:I'm not going. You did this, not us.
Michael:Okay, no, you encouraged it. You were complicit [looks to Jim for vocab-reassurance] Complicit. You were all successories!
Darryl:That sounds fun, mucking around in the dump. Wish I could go.
Michael:You can.
Darryl:I can't. You know that.
Michael:Okay fine, I get it. I'll just go by myself.
Dwight:I'll go, Michael. You'll just screw it up.