Michael: [Talking head] Who am I? Am I Michael Scott? I don't know... I might just be a basketball machine. What's Dunder Mifflin? I've never heard of it. Filing? Paperwork? Who cares? Possible downsizing? Um... well, that's probably gonna happen, actually. Michael: Oh yuck! That's even worse than you playing! Pam: Please don't throw garbage at me. Michael: Oh, Pam with a zinger! Michael: [watching Stanley play basketball] What? You gotta be kidding me! Michael: The hand strikes and gives a flower. Dwight: So we need someone to work this Saturday and I think that should be...Jim.