"I'm an early bird and I'm a night owl." "So I'm wise and I have worms." "Oh, breakfast." "I got your sausage, egg and cheese biscuit." "Yummy, yummy, thank you, Ryan." "What was the thing you needed me to come in early for?" "Um..." "The sausage, egg and cheese biscuit." "But, thank you." "And why don't you just take a couple hours." "Office is yours." "Home Alone, Risky Business." "Take your pants off, run around." "Whatever you want to do." "I'm just going to take a nap in my car till work starts." "Okay." "See?" "Healthier, got to watch those carbs." "Today, I, Michael Scott, am becoming a homeowner, investing in real estate." "Diversifying." "Smart." "Yes, it is." "Yes, it is." "It is very important to own property." "Back in olden days, they would not even let you vote unless you owned property, and they'd throw you in the stocks and humiliate you." "And it worked." "Yes." "They should bring the stocks back, people would obey the law, there'd be less troublemakers." "Maybe." "Every so often, Jim dies of boredom." "I think today it was the expense reports that did him in." "And our deal is, that it's up to me to revive him." "You see Dwight's coffee mug?" "Sometimes when he's not here, I try to throw stuff in it." "No way." "Let's do this." "Here, try paperclips." "Oh, wait, this message, for Dwight." "Perfect." "You should go." "Yes, yes." "Final walk-through." "Sign the papers at the condo." "You have your lawyer there?" "I don't need one." "Can I be your representative?" "I think I should be there." "I don't need representation." "No, no." "No, I'm good." "I can make sure things are up to code." "No, Dwight." "Please." "I'm always the guy that you rely on at work." "Well, this isn't about work." "This is closing on a condo." "It's completely personal." "So, you're taking a personal day?" "Except that it's about my living arrangement and as boss I need to have a living arrangement in order to do work." "Please." "I'll make you proud." "Okay, fine." "Yes, you can come." "Yes." "As your representative?" "As my associate." "Same thing." "No, it is not." "I have been Michael's number two guy for about five years and we make a great team." "Why, we're like one of those classic, famous teams." "He's like Mozart and I'm like Mozart's friend." "No, I'm like Butch Cassidy, and Michael is like Mozart." "You try and hurt Mozart, you're gonna get a bullet in your head, courtesy of Butch Cassidy." "Most honorable Pamela." "Not offensive, because that's the way they talk in movies." "You headed out?" "We are." "Dwight and I are going to the big thing." "So, why don't you have everybody work on their expense reports and I'd like them in by the end of the day." "Okay." "Very good." "Have a great time." "We will." "Did you do the thing I asked you to do about the magazines?" "Yeah, I changed them to your new address." "Good." "The Small Business Man?" "Yep." "Maxim?" "American Way?" "CRACKED?" "Yes, I changed your CRACKED magazine subscription." "How about Fine Arts" "Aficionado Monthly?" "No?" "Okay." "Well, could you get on that, 'cause I don't just read CRACKED." "Thank you." "Yeah." "Okay." "See you soon." "What kind of shocks you got on this baby?" "I don't know, regular, normal ones." "Nothing fancy, not my style." "What are you doing?" "I want to put the top down." "What are you..." "No, Dwight." "It's 50 degrees outside, please." "But then no one can see us." "I..." "Just..." "Would you put it up?" "Okay, fine, just leave it down." "Whiner." "Check it out." "Terminator." "I do not understand what you spend your money on." "Hey, Oscar." "These new expense reports, do we really have to go back to last quarter?" "Yeah, it's a terrible system, I know." "What does "2005 Season" mean?" "Wait a minute." "What is this?" "It's a scoreboard." "What?" "Kevin and I play this paper football game when Michael's out." "Really?" "Or when we're bored." "Oh, my God." "Wait, this goes back two years." "We're bored a lot." "Sweet." "Yes, so close." "I really love the "paper triangle flicking and hitting things" game." "Yeah." "We call it "Hate Ball. "" "Why?" "Because of how much Angela hates it." "Hey, do you guys have any other games?" "Sometimes we play "who can put the most MM's in their mouth. "" "You play that." "You should ask Toby to teach you "Dunder Ball. "" "Home, sweet home." "Which one's yours?" "Right there." "My sanctuary, my party-pad." "Someday, I can just see my grandkids learning how to walk out here." "Hang a swing from this tree, push them back..." "Wait." "No, it's this one right here." "Home, sweet home." "So that's what this sound is all day." "Michael, this is Bill." "He's the head of the condo association." "Oh, hey, how are you?" "Nice to meet you, Bill." "Bill, Mr. Bill." "Oh, no, Mr. Bill!" "SNL." "When they pull him apart?" "He would always get rolled over by something." "Nice to meet you." "Nice to meet you, too." "This is smaller than your old place." "Yes, well, I'm buying it." "I'm not renting it." "So, it's still an upgrade." "He doesn't know anything about property ownership." "He's kind of an idiot." "Actually, I do own property." "My grandfather left me a 60 acre working beet farm." "I run it with my cousin Moes." "We sell beets to local stores and restaurants." "It's a nice little farm." "Sometimes teenagers use it for sex." "Are we ready to sign some papers?" "Actually, no, we have a couple of questions." "About the neighborhood." "It's very safe." "It's very clean." "Also, it's very accepting of all lifestyles." "It's a very gay-friendly neighborhood." "Oh, good, that's good." "It's good to be accommodating of that." "Let's go check out the master bedroom." "Stanley, I just played Dunder Ball with Toby." "What about you?" "You got any games?" "Yeah, I got a game." "It's called "work hard, so my kids can go to college. "" "Fair enough." "This, my friends, is the master bedroom." "Check out the cathedral ceilings." "Those are, like, 17 feet high." "We have cable readiness right there." "I'm going to totally pimp this place out." "I'm going to put a surround sound system." "I'm going to put a plasma screen right against this wall." "Oh, terrible idea." "Here's where I'm putting my bed, right here." "No, no, no, no, this is a shared wall." "Neighbor throws his wife into the wall, plasma screen hits the floor, totally smashed." "Well, then I will get a warranty." "Warranties don't cover it." "Plus they're a rip-off." "Well, then I won't get a warranty." "Wait." "So, that's the problem, it's solved." "What?" "I don't hear you practicing." "Listen." "Can you hear that?" "Oh, man, these babies are thin." "This scented candle, which I found in the men's bathroom, represents the eternal burning of competition, or something." "It smells like cookies." "Yes, it does." "Yes, it does, my friend." "Okay, we will be competing for gold, silver and bronze yogurt lids." "Now, the bronze are really blue and they're also the backside of the gold, so no flipping." "Okay, honor system." "I do play games." "I sing and I dangle things in front of my cats." "I play lots of games, just not at work." "Let the games begin." "And then I just need you to sign here at this arrow." "What kind of mortgage did you get?" "Ten year." "Well, 10 over 30." "So 30 year total." "What?" "What?" "You said 10." "Ten year fixed, over 30, 30 year total." "Oh, 30 years." "Okay, okay, okay." "Wow, you'll be paying this off in your mid-70s." "All right." "Forget about retiring when you're 65." "Hey, I have an idea." "You know that extra bedroom?" "If the whole girlfriend thing never happens, that's where the nurse can live." "Okay, all right." "Oh, boy." "Okay, now, this is it." "Whenever you're ready." "Yeah." "Oh, okay, is that supposed to come off?" "Actually, yeah." "Hey, look, cool, carpenter ants." "I'm going to take a little breather for a second, excuse me." "We'll be here waiting for you." "Oh, man." "A 30-year mortgage at Michael's age essentially means that he's buying a coffin." "Now, if I were buying my coffin, I would get one with thicker walls so you couldn't hear the other dead people." "Whenever you're ready, Michael." "You have what is the national sport of Icelandic paper companies." "And I'm blanking on the name." "Could you help me out, Pam?" "Jim, they refer to it as "Flonkerton. "" "In English, "box-of-paper snowshoe racing. "" "Fair enough, but I like Flonkerton." "The thing about Jim is when he's excited about something, like the Office Olympics, he gets really into it and he does a really great job." "But the problem with Jim is that he works here, so that hardly ever happens." "So, who will be challenging Kevin in Flonkerton?" "Anyone?" "I'll do it." "Yes, Phyllis." "Phyllis." "Phyllis, if you just put your foot right through here, right through the flonk." "The ceilings are lower than they were last week." "That..." "I don't..." "What?" "I don't know if you showed me the same unit or not." "Michael, this is the unit you saw." "And where are all the hot people?" "I was told that there would be all these attractive singles." "Who told you that?" "And as far as I can tell," "I'm the best-looking person here." "There's a basic principle in real estate, that you should never be the best-looking person in the development." "It's just sort of common sense." "Because if you are, then you've no place to go but down." "Is this a financial thing?" "If it's a financial thing, what some people do is they rent out the third bedroom." "That's an extra income for you." "No, no." "I'm not going to rent the third bedroom." "I want a price reduction or I am a-walking." "You will lose $7,000 if you walk away right now." "I made the right decision." "I'm glad I signed." "Look, I'm a homeowner." "Right?" "Good to be a homeowner, diversified." "This is good." "This is fun." "We're having fun." "Totally having fun." "Can you imagine those poor saps stuck at the office today?" "Here we go." "Here we go." "Go, go, go!" "Pair of shoes." "Dig deep." "Dig deep." "It's Phyllis, Phyllis by a nose." "Gold medal in Flernenton." "Flonkerton." "Thank you, delegate from Iceland." "Wow, okay, no one else should even try." "Gold medals." "Give him medals." "Wow." "There's something else, Dwight, I want to talk to you about." "I have a surprise for you, for helping me out today." "Oh, you didn't have to..." "No, no, I insist, I insist." "Because you've really done some great work, great work." "And that is why I'm going to let you move into my third bedroom and pay me rent." "Why did I do it?" "Because I believe in rewarding people for their efforts." "I rewarded Dwight with the room and he is rewarding me back with $500 plus utilities." "I don't even know what to say." "I'm thinking, lock you into a four-year commitment." "We'll go month-to-month after that." "Or until I start dating, have a girlfriend and then, you're..." "You know, you're gone." "So..." "Question." "Where can I put my terrarium?" "What the hell is a terrarium?" "It's a fish tank for snakes and lizards." "Oh, so, an aquarium?" "That will not come into this place, okay?" "Question." "Oh, my God." "My grandparents left me a large number of armoires." "Are you sure you don't want to play?" "I'm sure." "Come on, Angela, don't you have a game?" "I have one, yes." "Well, let's play." "What is it?" "I call it "Pam-Pong. "" "I count how many times Jim gets up from his desk and goes to reception to talk to you." "We're friends." "Apparently." "Very nicely done." "Okay, so, I think that's H.O.R. For Stanley and H.O. For Phyllis." "Are you calling me a ho?" "Oh, my God." "Phyllis coming alive, I like it." "Question." "What about car-pooling?" "Who pays for the gas?" "We take separate cars." "Okay, question." "Can sometimes I drive your car and you drive mine?" "Why would we do that?" "Just for fun." "No." "Okay, question." "Who's the primary on the fire insurance?" "Game over." "Offer revoked, Dwight." "I'm sorry, but you reach out and you try to be a nice guy and help out a friend and this is what happens." "This is what I get." "Oh, God, I'm..." "Okay." "Thank God." "It was nice of him to offer, but I live in a nine-bedroom farmhouse." "I have my own crossbow range." "It's a perfect situation for me." "Although, two bathrooms would have been nice." "We just have the one." "And it's under the porch." "Who had somebody from Vance Refrigeration?" "I did." "Ryan Howard." "Ryan, gold medal." "I made something for our closing ceremonies." "What?" "Oh, my God." "Where did you have time to make that?" "Automatic voicemail." "All right, Pam, all right." "Nice work." "You know, you can always refinance your mortgage." "We had a 15-year on our beet farm, we paid it off early." "Yeah, well, you know what?" "Nobody cares about your stupid beet farm." "Beets are the worst." "People love beets." "Nobody likes beets." "Everyone loves beets." "Nobody likes beets, Dwight." "Why don't you grow something that everybody does like?" "You should grow candy." "I'd love a piece of candy right now." "Not a beet." "Let's get this roof going." "Stop it!" "Final lap, final lap." "The time to beat is 1:15." "Time to beat is one minute, 15 seconds." "Here they come!" "Go, go, go!" "Guys." "What is going on?" "Nothing." "Guys, timer's still going." "That's my stopwatch." "Here you go." "All done." "Great." "Yeah, I filled out the expense reports." "That took about five minutes and then I closed two sales at lunchtime, so, about as productive as any other day, if not more so." "I figured I could throw it away now or I could keep it for a couple of months and then throw it away." "I mean, it was really nice of Pam to make them, but what am I going to do with a gold medal made of paperclips and an old yogurt lid?" "Hey." "I have 59 voicemails." "Hey, can you ignore those and do something for me, instead?" "Sure." "Okay, today, 5:00, closing ceremonies." "Really?" "Notify the athletes." "Cool." "Michael?" "Yeah." "Jim." "Slim Jim." "What's going on?" "Nothing." "I just wanted to congratulate you on your condo." "Oh, thanks, thanks." "It's very cool." "It's three bedroom, gay-friendly." "Nice." "You know." "Hey, would you mind coming out here for a second?" "I just have something for you." "Really?" "What's this?" "These are the closing ceremonies." "Step up." "Here, on the top one." "Congratulations to Michael, because he closed on his condo, so gold medal." "I don't really know what to say." "I'm not one for making speeches, but my heart is very full at this moment." "And for Dwight Schrute, the silver medal." "Get on up here, Dwight." "Silver medal." "Yeah, not as good as gold." "Why are you playing the National Anthem?" "'Cause your condo's in America." "What the hell is that?" "Those are the doves." "All right."