Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

"I Tore My Scrotum. I Need You To Take Me To The Hospital."

I got one queen-sized bed.

Are you serious?

So, if you wouldn't mind wearing a little less perfume.

All right. Jim.

Is there another wedding at the hotel this weekend?

I'm not a physics major, Stanley. I'm just saying, be careful.

Jerk. It worked.

Yes, I said that yesterday.

RECEPTIONIST: Halpert. Halpert.

Mr. And Mrs. Stanley Hudson.

(MICHAEL CLEARING THROAT)

and if at the end

More recently, he worked in a bowling alley.

All morning I look forward to my afternoon cigars.

Michael, I thought we discussed

How did Meredith get put at the young people's table?

I want to go to bed, but I can't.

It's not necessarily different for the woman.

Didn't need your help that many times.

No one from the office has been to a real Bernard throw-down.

Ooh you must pass the dungeon wisdom test

What's obvious? Why can't Pam drink?

George Foreman is still considering it.

Well, I wouldn't care to live if I thought that.

about my pregnancy at the wedding.

Good, it's good. No, it's not a good idea.

Dad, remember, no mention of the baby, right?

A noogie. Although, you know what?

Okay, okay! I'm going.

I don't have a reservation,

There's no such thing as a good hairpiece.

I just wanted to get out of my room for a little while.

And, frankly, so does talking about it. So, wow.