Michael's Last Dundies
Meme It!Deangelo:[with Dwight and Michael outside Michael's car] You know what, I have to go to the bathroom.
Michael:We're really close.
Deangelo:I can just run over to the gas station.
Dwight:We should just wait here and not get good seats in the conference room?
Michael:That's true, we wouldn't get seats together.
Deangelo:Okay, fine I'll hold it.
Michael:[in the car] You know, despite a couple hiccups, I think that went very well.
Dwight:I thought it was the worst Dundies I've ever been to.
Michael:Man! Maybe you should have won the Kind of a Bitch Award.
Dwight:Gladly! I'd accept that award, because a bitch, is a female dog!
Deangelo:[as Michael pulls over and stops the car] Please don't stop so suddenly, the seatbelt is pressing on my bladder. Why are you even wearing a seatbelt, you're sitting in the backseat, baby.
Michael:What is your problem?!
Dwight:I just don't see a point in the Dundies! Okay? The jokes are terrible, the venue is bad, the fashion is boring.
Michael:Okay! That, that is unfair! The clothing was safe, but tasteful.
Dwight:And next time, why don't you pick a co-host, that doesn't have microphone-a-phobia!
Deangelo:[very uncomfortable] Look, what ever you're going to do, how long is it going to take? Ballpark. 'Cause I just, I gotta make a decision here. [gets out and slams the door]
Michael:He is in an all-out sprint.