Scene 01
21 linesMichael Scott
(sitting on the roof of the office building) Well, I'm moving to Colorado to start my new life with Holly. Just up here, getting used to the altitude.
Dwight Schrute
(walking up) Michael?
Michael Scott
Yes?
Dwight Schrute
I've got a treat for you!
Michael Scott
Ahh, thank you. Like a butler.
Dwight Schrute
Colorado specialty, Rocky Mountain Oysters.
Michael Scott
(Michael takes one and bites) Oh, these do not taste like oysters.
Dwight Schrute
(angrily) That's because they're Not oysters, they're bull testicles! I cut them off fresh this morning! (Michael spits it out) Hah!
Michael Scott
Sick freak! What is wrong with you?
Dwight Schrute
What is wrong with you? I'm the sick freak? After what you did? You expect to be buttled? You didn't recommend me?!
Michael Scott
I don't own Dunder Mifflin, okay? (Dwight scoffs) The job was not mine to give. (sighs) Look, I need your advice on something. I am told that there are bears in the Rockies.
Dwight Schrute
Where did you hear that? Obvious XM Radio?
Michael Scott
Well, I was just thinking that maybe I should keep a salami in my pocket...
Dwight Schrute
Great idea.
Michael Scott
...in order to feed the bears.
Dwight Schrute
Especially if you think that life would be better without Legs!
Michael Scott
How do you mean?
Dwight Schrute
Black Bears can smell a salami at five miles Michael, what are you thinking?! And they run faster than a horse, so if you were thinking about outrunning one on a horse I would try a cheetah. You, in tight pants, Michael, are a salami to a Black Bear. Do you understand? (Michael nods in agreement) You're like a giant walking salami!
Michael Scott
Okay, so no salami in the pants. How about a pepperoni?
Dwight Schrute
Any kind of meat that you can possibly name!
Michael Scott
Okay.