Written by B.J. Novak
Directed by Ken Kwapis
Jim: Jim Halpert. What? How did you get this number? Stalker.
Pam: [to Jim] Hey! You can just give her your extension.
Ryan: The temp agency wants to know what you think.
Michael: Shall we? Let us proceed. First up, proficiency in necessary skills. Aaaaeeexcellent! [laughs]
Ryan: Ah, well, I’m interested in business.
Michael: Oh! Good. Ambitious. Excellent. Want to be a manager?
Ryan: Uh, no, actually, uh, what I want is to own my own company.
Michael: That is ridiculous.
Ryan: Fozzie bear?
Michael: Mmm… No. That was Yoda.
Ryan: Got it.
Michael: And I will give you the rest of the ten at lunch.
Dwight: [alarm sounds] People!
Angela: Okay! Everybody!
Dwight: This is not a test! Move to the exits!
Angela: Do not panic!
Dwight: Head towards the exits.
Angela: Safety partners.
Dwight: Get up off your desks!
Angela: Do not panic.
Oscar: [in phone] No, I don’t hear it? Alright.
Dwight: No, panic is warranted!
Angela: Go in single file lines.
Oscar: [in phone] No, no. Finish the…
Dwight: This is not at drill!
Angela: Arms at your sides! Arms at your sides!
Dwight: Please, move quickly! This is a paper company, people! Step lively!
Angela: Go, let’s go.
Dwight: This whole place is a tinder box, it is ready to blow!
Phyllis: Oh, you say that every time.
Dwight: DO YOU WANT TO DIE?
Phyllis: Oh, boy…
Dwight: Do you want to die? OUT!!
Angela: Alright, let’s go, let’s go.
Dwight: STANLEY! Have you ever seen a burn victim?
Angela: Come on, you’re safety partners!
Dwight: Move to the exits!
Angela: You’re safety partners!
Dwight: We’ve got smoke! We’ve got smoke! Smoke! Gah! [Spots Kelly] Oh, Kelly! You’re okay! I’ve got you!
Kelly: I’m okay!
Dwight: Cover your nose and mouth. Breathe through your nose.
Kelly: Let go of me!
Dwight: Breathe through your nose. Remove your stockings. Okay? They’ll melt right into your flesh! Stay below the smoke line. Let’s go! Clear out, stat! STAT MEANS NOW!
Michael: Adapt. React. Re-adapt. Act. All right? That’s rule number two.
Ryan: Ah… adapt, react, re-adapt, act.
Michael: Okay, well, let’s… . let’s kind of take it a little slower.
Dwight: Hey, Michael. Um… Ryan needs his number for the count off.
Michael: Okay, uh, well, one is taken.
Ryan: Uh, okay, two?
Ryan: Okay… uh, sorry?
Michael: Well, he needs a permanent number, right?
Dwight: Oh, you know what else? I thought of a nickname for the three of us. Three Musketeers.
Michael: Um, yeah. Okay. That… No, no, no. I got one. I got one. The Three Stooges.
Dwight: That’s funny, too. But if we’re the Three Musketeers…
Jim: And, um…
Pam: …Would You Rather?
Jim: Would You Rather. Would You Rather is our third game.
Angela: The Bible.
Stanley: That’s one book. You’ve got two others.
Angela: A Purpose Driven Life.
Jim: Nice. Third book?
Jim: Okay. Phyllis.
Phyllis: Um, The DaVinci Code.
Angela: The DaVinci Code!
Angela: I would take The DaVinci Code… so I could burn The DaVinci Code.
Dwight: Okay. Great, that’s going to keep you warm for like 7 seconds. Question: is there fire wood on the island?
Jim: I guess.
Dwight: Then I would bring an axe, no books.
Jim: Uh, it has to be a book, Dwight.
Dwight: Fine. Physician’s Desk Reference.
Jim: Nice. Smart.
Dwight: …hollowed out, inside: waterproof matches, iodine tablets, beet seeds, protein bars, NASA blanket, and, in case I get bored, Harry Potter and Sorcerer’s Stone. No, Harry Potter and the Prisoner of Azkaban. Question: did my shoes come off in the plane crash?
Meredith: Legends of the Fall, My Big Fat Greek Wedding, Legally Blond, Bridges of Madison County…
Pam: Legends of the Fall?
Jim: Wow. Bridges of Madison County, Legally Blond, these movies are just… .
Pam: Well, I kind of liked Legal…
Jim: Wait, wait, wait. Pam. No. Do you understand? The… the game is Desert Island Movies, not guilty pleasure movies. Desert Island Movies are the movies you’re going to watch for the rest of your life! Forever! Unforgivable.
Pam: I take it back.
Pam: I take it back!
Michael: Wow, some pretty big books back there, huh?
Ryan: [to Dwight] Don’t…
Dwight: Good shocks.
Michael: Hello, Mr. Egghead! Woop! So… oh, Stanley Kaplan! I know him. ‘M’ is for Murder, ‘P’ is for…
Ryan: That’s actually a test prep book.
Michael: …for Phone. What?
Ryan: That’s a test prep for business school.
Michael: Um, oh, thinking about business school?
Ryan: I just got in. I applied, I go at night.
Michael: So you think you know a lot about business?
Ryan: No, not yet.
Michael: Uh huh.
Ryan: Just started.
Michael: Yeah. Quiz me.
Ryan: I… wouldn’t even know where to start.
Michael: Come on, egghead. Let’s do it.
Dwight: Do it.
Michael: Quiz me up.
Ryan: All right, um… Why have people been rethinking the Microsoft model in the past few years?
Dwight: Keep an existing…
Michael: [to Dwight] Shut, it. Can I… can I just do it please? [to Ryan] Uh, it’s equal.
Ryan: It is ten times more expensive to sign a new customer.
Michael: Okay. Yes! It was a trick question.
Dwight: Yeah, but look, I mean, he didn’t need business school. Okay, Michael comes from the school of hard knocks.
Michael: Okay, Dwight.
Dwight: Self taught. You didn’t even go to college.
Michael: You know what, Dwight? You don’t need to help me here. Okay? Well, you know… Maybe you should go to business school like Ryan, then… then you’d know what you’re talking about.
Dwight: [scoffs] Come on. I’m studying with the master, huh?
Michael: For instance, why don’t you go to business…
Dwight: [to Ryan] You should learn from him, right?
Ryan: I am.
Ryan: I am.
Michael: Stop. Dwight. You know what? You’re acting like a dork. Would you cool it? Please. Okay. Hey! He’s not your five year old brother, Dwight. He’s a valued member of this company… and you know what? He knows more about business than you ever will.
Ryan: It’s a way of looking at consumers as subsets of a larger client base.
Michael: You are so smart. You are so eff-in’ smart. You should be teaching me.
Jim: Five movies. Go ahead.
Pam: Um, Fargo, um, Edward Scissorhands, Dazed and Confused…
Jim: Ooh, definitely in my top five.
Pam: Yes. In my top three, so suck it.
Pam: Breakfast Club. Um… The Princess Bride and…
Jim: Okay that’s five.
Pam: No, my all time favorite!
Jim: Pam, play by the rules.
Pam: All time favorite.
Jim: Play by the rules. Dwight. All time favorite movie.
Dwight: The Crow.
Ryan: Maybe we should get some air.
Michael: Nah, I’m okay.
Ryan: I’m really uncomfortable.
Kevin: Present company excluded?
Jim: Um, not neccessari…
Jim: Um… okay. Ah, you know what? Maybe I’ll… I’ll finish explaining the rules. Let’s… let me explain it first, and then…
song: [“Everybody Hurts” by R.E.M.] Think you’ve had too much / in this life.
Jim: Yeah, so we’ll get right… You know what? I’ll be right back. Stanley, you’re taking over for me, buddy. I’ll be right back.
Stanley: Okay, um…
Song: Everybody hurts,
Jim: Come on Dwight! Use words.
Song: Sometim… .
Dwight: Why didn’t I go to business school?
Jim: Who goes to business school?
Dwight: The temp.
Jim: He does?
Dwight: Yeah, it’s all him and Michael talk about anymore.
Pam: You know, I bet Ryan thinks to himself ‘I wish I were a volunteer sheriff on the weekends’.
Dwight: He doesn’t even know that I do that.
Pam: You should tell him.
Dwight: Oh yeah, Pam. Right. That’s going to help things, just talk it out. I hope the war goes on forever and Ryan gets drafted.
Dwight: I’m sorry I said that, I didn’t… just part of me meant it. Besides, he’d end up being a hero anyway.
Jim: You know what you should do? You should quit. And then, that would stick it to both of them.
Dwight: Oh Jim, I’m not going to quit. Then Ryan wins.
Jim: Yeah. You’re right.
Dwight: Thanks you guys. I just need some alone time.
Song: Everybody hurts
Jim: Alright buddy.
Song: Everybody cries
Roy: Hey! Guys, what’s going on?
Song: Everybody hurts
Roy: What’s up? Can I hang out with you guys for a bit?
Roy: The warehouse guys are a bunch of jackasses sometimes.
Michael: Oh, hey. Game, what game are we playing here?
Stanley: Okay. It’s called Who Would You Do?
Michael: Oh, I play this at home all the time while I’m falling asleep. What, uh… . Where are we? Where are we here? Mmm.. Roy? Roy? Who would you do, Roy?
Roy: Uh… Oh, I got it! Uh, what’s the name of that, uh, tight ass, uh, Christian, uh, chick. The, uh, the blond?
Angela: My name is Angela.
Roy: Hey, Angela! Roy. Nice to meet you.
Michael: Aaaall right. Who’s next, who’s next, who’s next, who’s? Jim? You’re next. Who would you do?
Jim: Um… Kevin, hands down. Yeah. He’s really got that teddy bear thing going on, and afterwards, we could just watch bowling.
Michael: Well, I would definitely have sex with Ryan. ‘Cause he is going to own his own business.
Roy: You’re all gay.
Michael: Who’s, uh… Who’s next? Who we got? Whooo…
Ryan: [answers phone] Hey, no, I can talk, I can talk, I can talk… this is great timing.
Michael: Wish I had my cell phone, but I left it inside. So…
Dwight: Would that make you happy?
Michael: What’s that?
Dwight: If you had your cell phone, it would make you happy?
Dwight: I’m on it.
Michael: Dwight. Hey!
Angela: You can’t go in yet!
Michael: Dwight, don’t! He is an idiot. The man is an idiot, ladies and gentlemen.
Kevin: What if he dies in the fire? And that’s the last thing you ever said to him.
Michael: I didn’t say it to him. I said it about him.
Phyllis: Definitely Jim.
Kelly: Definitely, definitely, Jim.
Phyllis: Come on, Pam.
Kelly: How about you Pam?
Pam: Um… Oscar’s kind of cute.
Phyllis: Yeah, I like Oscar.
Pam: Ooh, Toby!
Michael: [in the background] How long does it take to find a cell phone? I don’t know either.
Meredith: Is there anybody else.
Kevin: [clears his throat]
Michael: Seriously, where the hell is Dwight? Hey, call my cell phone. It’ll make it easier for him to find.
Ryan: What’s your number?
Michael: I gave it to you in the car.
Michael: I saw you program it in.
Ryan: You got to… you got to give it to me again.
Michael: Okay. Alright.
Ryan: Now I have it.
Michael: Uh, I better tell somebody. [to fireman] Excuse me, sir…
Michael: Dwight!? Great goin’. God, Man! Why did you go in there? What… Everybody was scared out of their wits, man? Oooh.
Dwight: [coughing] Everyone, okay? Uh, I have an announcement. Apparently, in business school, they don’t teach you how to operate a toaster oven. Because some smart, sexy temp left his cheese pita on oven instead of timing it for the toaster thing.
Michael: Wow. Okay. Well, I guess they don’t teach how to operate a toaster oven in business school.
Dwight: That’s exactly what I said.
Michael: Hey, did you miss that day there, Ryan?
Dwight: Were you absent?
Michael: Toaster Oven 101?
Dwight: You failed?
Ryan: I am so sorry.
Dwight and Michael: [singing] Ryan started the fire! It was always burning—
Michael: [singing] …since the world was turning.
Dwight: [singing] … Marilyn Monroe!
Dwight and Michael: [singing] Ryan started the fire! It was always burning…
Dwight: Eat it! You gotta eat it. You have to eat it!
Katy: How are you?
Jim: Good, how are you?
Katy: I’m good. It’s good to see you.
Jim: Good to see you, too.
Katy: I’m hungry.
Jim: Yeah, I am too.
Katy: Oh, I have been thinking the whole way over and I have my answers.
Jim: What answers?
Katy: Um, for the… the desert island.
Jim: Oh! Right! Right, right, right, come-ah on, on, on. [to everyone] Ladies and gentlemen! Gather around! We have one more participant. Come on, be polite. Be polite. [to Katy] Desert Island. Five movies. Go.
Katy: Okay, um, first, Legally Blond.
Katy: Alright! You want to drive?
Dwight: Answer me this, though.
Dwight: Was it worth it? Was it worth it temp?
Kevin: Was it worth it?
Ryan: I’m really sorry, Dwight.
Dwight: The fire guy! The fire guy!
Pam: That’s here.
Dwight: Oh, my God. Ryan is gonna love these.
Michael: Yes, yes, yes, yes, yes. And at the end I will reveal, that they were all just one rule.
Dwight: That is so cool.
Dwight: Plus you can go, “Rule five, see rule six. Rule six, see rule five.”
Michael: No, I’m not trying to trick him. I’m trying to be a good mentor. So…
Dwight: Kill or be killed.
Dwight: Shoot to kill, or kill to shoot.
Michael: No, come on, Dwight, I have to have 10 of these by lunch, I promised Ryan.
Dwight: You could ask for an extension.
Michael: I’m not asking the temp for an extension unless I really need it.
Ryan: Good. What’s up?
Dwight: Oh, nothing much. What’s up with you?
Ryan: I’m good, thanks.
Dwight: Good. Good, I’m good, too. How’s it cracking?
Ryan: Uh, fine. What’s up?
Dwight: You know what you would love? Guns N’ Roses. When I was your age, I loved Guns N’ Roses. Do you like Guns N’ Roses? I’ll make you a tape.
Dwight: I’ll make you two tapes.
Ryan: I don’t have a tape player. So…
Dwight: Someday, temp. I’ve got a couple of shirts that don’t fit so well anymore. I’ll bring them by. Okay, see you later.
Jim: Oh, the best.
Pam: Yeah, it was great because it was like you’re supposed to be working, but nothing ever gets done.
Jim: Yeah, we had outside classes all the time and we never did anything.
Jim: Actually if I had fewer outside classes, I probably wouldn’t be stuck here at a paper company.
Pam: You’re not stuck.
Toby: Say Anything, The Shining, Annie Hall, that’s too obvious.
Jim: Those are like my favorite movies. I didn’t really think you could win Desert Island, but I think you just did.
Toby: Toy Story 2, one of the best movies I ever saw. I went for my daughter and stayed because you can’t leave your daughter in a theater.
Kevin: Uh, Cannonball Run, Cannonball Run II, [snickering] Weekend at Bernie’s, Weekend at Bernie’s II, and, oh, Groundhog Day.
Jim: Groundhog Day.
Stanley: I have a client who watches that movie once a week, at least.
Stanley: I should put you in touch with him. Maybe we could get together and work on that account.
Kevin: I would love that.
Jim: Okay, guys, guys, guys. That almost sounded like business, and we are trying to focus here today, okay?
Ryan: For two years, and it’s only at night, and then it’s on your resume forever.
Jim: Wow. And just out of curiosity, how much is it?
Ryan: $650 bucks
Jim: A semester?
Ryan: A credit.
Ryan: It’s an investment.
Jim: Oh, yeah, it sounds like it.
Ryan: I think it’s worth it.