Mafia
Michael:I don't think our company actually needs any more insurance. So I am out.
Grotti:Look closely Michael. I feel there's a plan here for you.
Andy:Maybe we have a plan for you?
Grotti:How about you? Maybe you can use supplemental coverage of some kind. Anybody can get hurt! You always think, it can't happen to you, and [drops hand loudly on table] Think about it.
Woman:[approaches with child] Excuse me. Sorry to bother you. Are you a mechanic?
Andy:Yeeeeah.
Woman:My battery is dead, I've got my kid, can you please help?
Andy:Yes I can.
Michael:No, no no, no. Come on. I'm sorry, we're having our salad.
Grotti:Come on! Lady in distress? Go! Go!
Andy:Okay!
Woman:Thank you so much, I really appreciate it.
Michael:Hey, do you need any help?
Grotti:I'm sure he can handle a simple jump-start. Now come on, sit down.
Michael:He's a good mechanic.
Grotti:Where were we?
Michael:I don't...
Dwight:He was trying to force you to decide on a policy.
Michael:Okay, okay okay.
Dwight:So we're choosing...
Michael:Yep, all right.
Dwight:Check out Dental?
Michael:Put it down.