Employee Transfer

Employee Transfer
A branch transfer brings Holly Flax to Scranton, leading to a new dynamic, Michael's infatuation, and a hilarious misunderstanding about a foreign object.

Kelly: Wow you guys look amazing. Stanley, I thought you hated Halloween.

Phyllis: Shh. He wears that so he can sleep at his desk. Who are you?

Kelly: Oh, I'm Carrie Bradshaw from Sex And The City.

Phyllis: Mm. I like your shoes.

Kelly: Thank you. Will you help walk me to the fax machine?

Phyllis: Sure.

Ryan: I got her, I got her. I can help you. You look amazing.

Kelly: Inappropriate. Thank you. Who are you, Larry King?

Ryan: Gordon Gekko.

Kelly: Oh, from the insurance commercials!

Ryan: ... Yeah.

Oscar: Whoa. Awesome.

Creed: Let's put a smile on that face!

Kevin: Dammit Creed! I've been up since four!

Andy: Meow. Sweet 'stume, dude. Who are you supposed to be?

Jim: Dave.

Andy: Cool.

Jim: You are? A cat?

Andy: We were looking for "kitten."

Jim: Oh, hang on one second. Jim Halpert.

Pam: Hey.

Jim: Hey New York, Happy Halloween!

Pam: Thanks. My costume's getting a lot of attention.

Pam: So apparently no one dresses up for Halloween here. I wish I had known that before I used greasepaint for my moustache. And I can't even take off my hat, because then I'm Hitler.

Dwight: Hm mm mm mm. Want to see a magic trick? Heh heh heh! I'm gonna make a pencil disapp-- oh! Disappear.

Michael: Okay, I think we are set. We have puzzles, string for Cat's Cradles. Burned this last night. A little road trip CD. Puppets.

Holly: Oh, look at all this stuff! It's only seven hours.

Michael: When Corporate found out that we were dating, they decided they were going to transfer Holly back to her old branch, in Nashua, New Hampshire.

Holly: Michael is taking a personal day to move me up.

Michael: Road trip! Right?

Holly: Breaker one-nine, copy?

Michael: Oh, copy that breaker. Those Duke boys are at it again.

Darryl: Hey! Do Not Touch My Radio.

Michael: We're not.

Holly: Kidding.

Michael: We're not doing anything.

Holly: It's been a weird week since we found out I had to transfer. Michael wanted me to quit and get some job here in Scranton, and I said "Well, why don't you quit and get some job in Nashua?" And he said "I asked you first." And I said "First!" at the same time he did. And then I said "Jinx." And then we never talked about it again and haven't been back to the conversation. So...

Michael: All right everybody. I'm out of here. Jim, you're in charge.

Jim: Oh, I'll walk you out.

Michael: Ah, you are quite the gentleman.

Michael: You can let people go a couple of minutes early if you want.

Jim: All right. We'll see. No.

Jim: I am off to New York. My brother Pete from Boston, and my brother Tom from New Jersey are taking Pam and I out for lunch, to celebrate the engagement. Or maybe to beat me up. I can never tell with those two.

Dwight: Good morning temp.

Ryan: 'Morning. Wow. Good morning Dwight.

Dwight: Thought I'd go casual today. Morning everyone. Good morning. Hello. How are you Phyllis?

Andy: Ha ha ha. That's funny. Take that sweatshirt off! Hey buddy.

Dwight: Andy.

Andy: Remember when I jokingly yelled at you to take your sweatshirt off? Totally joking. But, you should know, those colors are sacred. Not that I care. But if you're not a Cornell man, you probably shouldn't wear them.

Dwight: No I get it. I totally understand. And uh, I just want to assure you, that I mean no disrespect. You see, I'm applying!

Andy: Come on, you think you can get into Cornell?

Dwight: Well if somebody who barely out-sells Phyllis, can get in, I should be fine.

Phyllis: I'm sitting right here Dwight.

Dwight: I meant that as a compliment to you Phyllis, as well as a slight to Andy.

Dwight: Cornell is a good school, and I want to better myself through higher education. If it makes Andy angry, so be it.

Holly: I have to unpack this weekend but maybe next weekend we go to the outlets!

Michael: Cool!

Darryl: Mike you'll drive this every weekend?

Michael: We're gonna switch back and forth, the driving. Sometimes we'll just meet in the middle. It'll be fun. Wait a sec. Oh I love this song.

Michael and Holly: Life is a highway, I want to ride it all night long.

Michael, Holly, and Darryl: If you're going my way, I wanna drive you all night long! If you're going my way...

Dwight: Hey there. So uh, how do you think we're gonna do against Penn this year? Nathan Ford's arm looks pretty strong.

Andy: Well he's had a pretty good season so far--- Stop saying "we." You did not go to Cornell. Okay, you're just doing this to screw with me.

Dwight: Not so. Cornell is an excellent school. Without its agricultural program, we probably wouldn't have cabbage. At least not modern cabbage.

Andy: I know it's an excellent school, Dwight. I went there. My blood runs Big Red.

Dwight: Someday, we'll both get together in Comstock Hall and just laugh about all of this.

Pam: Hey!

Tom: Hey, future baby sis!

Pam: How are you Tom. Nice to see you.

Tom: I'm good.

Pam: I asked Tom and Pete to come early so we could play a prank on Jim at lunch! Pretty awesome, right? I think they're into the idea. They're probably thinking, "That Pam Beasly, she's the coolest sister-in-law on the planet. She's the best! The absolute best."

Pam: Okay, so here's what I'm thinking. I'm gonna say that before ceramics class, I took off my ring, and then when I changed back out of my smock, it wasn't in my pocket anymore, and I lost it.

Pete: That's perfect. You know what would be even more hilarious? Remember that thing we did when Jim was in high school with his girlfriend?

Tom: Right! That would be hilarious! We should totally dog her, about being an artist, never making any money!

Pete: That, is awesome!

Tom: Like she basically has a hobby, for a job.

Pete: Oh yeah.

Pam: So, not the ring then? The- the- Not doing the ring?

Pete: I think this is better.

Tom: The other thing would "get" Jim.

Pete: This is nicer, it's fun. It's fun!

Pam: Okay, okay.

Tom: Oh, he hates it when we pick on his girlfriends.

Pam: Oookay....

Pam: They came up with that idea really fast.

Darryl: This trip was longer than I thought.

Holly: Yeah it did look shorter on the map-

Michael: Ah! Ah! Ahhhh! Hey. Whew. Ow. I was having a nightmare.

Holly: You were sleeping? You were talking before.

Michael: Was I? Really? Was I saying anything interesting?

Darryl: Not really.

Michael: All right. What's the scoop, how far?

Darryl: Four hours. Almost halfway there.

Holly: We're only halfway?

Michael: Halfway! Okay, You know what I want to do, I want to pull over and find little bed and breakfast for when we meet in the middle. Emphasis on the bed. And the breakfast.

Darryl: Next exit isn't for five miles.

Holly: Let's check there.

Pam: Hey guys.

Jim: Hey, how are you?

Pam: Hi!

Jim: Good to see you.

Pete: Nice to see you again, Pam.

Tom: Pam, I haven't seen you in so, so long!

Jim: All right so now we can sit... and get comfortable.

Darryl: There's nothing out here man.

Michael: Yeah. I don't know I just- I imagined a hotel right here. Pool, over here. Really good breakfast place. With really good bacon.

Michael: Here we go, fourth time's a charm. "Life's like a road where you just... one day here, and the next day back...Sometimes you deal with it, today you don't, sometimes you do, what you want... there's a world out there.... Hey. Are you crying?

Holly: No.

Michael: Allergies?

Holly: No.

Michael: Did Darryl touch you?

Darryl: WHAT!?

Holly: No, Darryl did not touch me. Can we just keep going, please?

Michael: What's the matter?

Holly: It's not gonna work.

Michael: Sure it is.

Holly: There's too much distance.

Michael: Oh no no no.. It's gonna work, it'll be fine.

Holly: Michael we've only been dating each other for a few weeks

Michael: Listen to me. I like you so much.

Holly: And I like you too.

Michael: And I've dated four women in the last--

Holly: I've dated four guys last year too.

Michael: Not last - no. In like the last ten years.

Holly: Oh.

Michael: I've dated almost four women, and you are so far above them, it is stupid.

Holly: Michael. Don't. Don't. Don't make it harder than it has to be.

Michael: That's what she said.

Michael: Holly thinks that this relationship is over. Well, you know what? I am not gonna give up that easy. I'm gonna make this way harder than it needs to be.

Andy: Take that down.

Dwight: Excuse me?

Andy: Take. That down.

Meredith: You know I once dated a couple of guys from Cornell. They were really nice. They gave me a ride home.

Andy: I seriously doubt that anyone from Cornell dated you.

Creed: It's pronounced Ker-nell. It's the highest rank in the military.

Andy: It's pronounced "Corn-ell!" It's the highest rank in the Ivy League!

Dwight: Andy, let's just talk about this man-to-man, after work.

Andy: Fine.

Dwight: What do you say?

Andy: Yeah, good. Can we--- Grr. Heh heh heh. That's Big Red Bear! That's a bobble Big Red Bear! God!!

Holly: If you leave on Friday, by five, you'll be rolling in at... midnight? At best?

Michael: Yeah.

Holly: And then sleep in Saturday. That only leaves us less than 24 hours before you have to go back again.

Michael: Okay, okay. I will talk to you on the Bluetooth the entire trip. So we're talking constantly all the way.

Holly: Oh.

Michael: I'll tell you everything that I see. Everything that I pass by, things that I witness on the road.

Holly: Well-

Michael: Maybe I'll see an accident one weekend?

Holly: How long could we keep that up?

Michael: Years!

Holly: Years?

Michael: Yeah.

Holly: Years? Of just a few hours every weekend?

Michael: Here's my wish. I want you to meet a great guy, and I want you to be happy.

Holly: Thank you.

Michael: My wish has come true, incidentally, because, you've met me, and you are happy.

Darryl: Clever, Mike.

Tom: So Pam, how much does an artist make after they leave art school?

Pete: Yeah, not a lot of money in the arts, right?

Jim: That's not really true. There's a lot of things you can do with an art degree actually.

Tom: Maybe Pam should pay the check by drawing a picture on this napkin.

Jim: Wow, that's- that's a little rude. What's your deal?

Pete: Hey, just having fun Jimmy.

Tom: Yeah. Right Pam?

Pam: Yup!

Michael: You know what? I think we're a great couple. I think we're a classic couple. I think we're like Romeo and Juliet. I think we... go together so well. We're like peanut butter and jelly, don't you think?

Holly: I do, I think so.

Michael: Then don't do it. Please don't do this. Please don't do this.

Darryl: Hey what's up, I just thought I'd try you. I was thinking about that story where you ran into the girl you used to babysit.

Michael: I don't know what I'm gonna do!

Darryl: Please call me back.

Michael: Please?

Holly: You'll be okay

Michael: I'm not gonna be okay.

Darryl: Please...

Holly: You will.

Michael: No I won't! I'm not strong! And I'll go back to Jan, and I hate Jan! Oh God!

Andy: You might be interested-

Stanley: What?

Andy: Dwight!

Dwight: Andy, I've been meaning to ask you, which a cappella group should I join? The Harmoniacs, or the Do-Re-Mi-Go's?

Andy: Hm. Assuming you had the voice to be in any of them, it's irrelevant. Because I called admissions and it looks like I, will be conducting your university interview.

Dwight: That's a conflict of interest.

Andy: Yeah. Big one. So, should I not let you in now, or do you want to do the interview, and then I won't let you in?

Dwight: Interview.

Andy: Excellent. When the hourglass strikes three, then in the room whence employees confer.

Dwight: What?

Andy: The conference room!

Dwight: Okay.

Andy: Who are your role models?

Andy: If I had to put Dwight's chances into a percentage, I would say he has none percent chance.

Andy: So, Dane Cook, Jack Bauer, and Eli Whitney. You're doing great.

Jim: Oh wow. This is my niece Vanessa. She's a trumpeter. And, look at her.

Pam: Cute.

Jim: That must be really fun for you and Marci huh?

Tom: Yup. She only knows how to play "When the Saints go Marching In."

Jim: Love that one.

Pete: Yeah but, she doesn't think she's gonna be like, career musician right?

Jim: Here you go again! What is your deal today?

Pete: Just saying. How many famous trumpeters can you name besides... Louis Armstrong?

Pam: Miles Davis.

Jim: One.

Pam: Chet ...something.

Jim: Half.

Pete: The point is Pam, is there are jobs-

Pam: Dizzy Gillespie.

Jim: Also good.

Pete: And there are hobbies. I love baseball more than anything, but you don't see me try to get on the Mets.

Tom: You don't!

Jim: Pete couldn't make the Mets. She's at Pratt. You played JV baseball. Will you lighten up a little bit?

Pete: I'm just calling it like I see it.

Pam: I don't know if I'm gonna make any money with art.

Jim: Pam, don't worry about it.

Pam: I mean it's a very competitive field. But I have a professor who says I have a lot of promise, and if I don't try now, I never will. So...

Jim: Guys, what is going on?!

Tom: We pranked you!

Pete: It was Pam's idea. Pam was the mastermind.

Pam: ... Got you.

Pete: That was killer. I was so close to blowing it.

Andy: Let's see how well you know your Big Red history.

Dwight: Bring it.

Andy: Who was Cornell's eighth president?

Dwight: Dale Raymond Corson!

Andy: Mm, I'm sorry that's incorrect. Cornell's seventh president was in fact, James A. Perkins. Comprehension skills, sub-par.

Dwight: Hmm, interviewing skills, sub-par.

Andy: What are you writing? Can't even give Cornell your full attention?

Dwight: On the contrary, I'm helping Cornell. By evaluating their interviewers.

Andy: Nobody wants ...that, to happen.

Dwight: Well, when they get my evaluation we'll see if they're interested.

Andy: "Applicant is attempting to blackmail interviewer, showing low moral character."

Dwight: "Interviewer is threatening applicant with an arbitrary review process."

Andy: "Applicant is wasting everyone's time with stupid and inane accusations."

Dwight: "Interviewer has suspect motives."

Andy: "Applicant has a head shaped like a trapezoid."

Dwight: "Interviewer has turned off applicant's interest in Cornell, and they are going to go to the vastly superior Dartmouth." Ever heard of it? I think I have everything I need.

Andy: I have everything I need-

Dwight: And you will be hearing from the -

Andy: And you will be hearing from -

Dwight: -Cornell Application Department,

Andy: which I will not be a part of-

Dwight: And you will not be pleased with the result.

Andy: And YOU will not be pleased with the result!

Dwight: And your affiliation with Cornell -

Andy: And your affiliation with Cornell -

Dwight: Will end completely!

Andy: Will end completely!

Dwight: That is all sir, you may go.

Darryl: There's another dolly in the truck, Mike. You could take more than that lamp.

Pam: For the record, I wanted go another direction. Which was way better.

Jim: Well, I'll be the judge of that. What do you got?

Pam: Okay. I lost my engagement ring in ceramics class. Left it in my smock. I had this whole thing where I go back to class, wrongly accuse another girl. Look I even used makeup to put a ring around my finger, you can hardly see it, it's very subtle.

Jim: That is good.

Pam: Thank you.

Jim: Truthfully anything would have been better than that prank. Oh, text message from my brother. "Pam cool. Welcome to the family."

Pam: Oh. Hey how about at Thanksgiving we prank Tom about being bald?

Darryl: This is the last of it.

Michael: Oh that's mine actually. Um, maybe put it back in the truck.

Darryl: You're not staying?

Michael: You know I have some things I need to do this weekend. I just remembered, so, I'll just ride back with you.

Darryl: But you want me to put it back in the truck.

Michael: I'll be down in just a second. Holly?

Michael: So um... I think I'm gonna go back with Darryl Okay. Goodbye.

Holly: Okay. Bye.

Darryl: I know it's hard Mike. Break-ups hurt.

Michael: We didn't break up.

Darryl: Looked like it. Sometimes when I'm down like this, it helps to sing the blues.

Michael: Okay.

Darryl: Da na na na na... da na na na na...

Michael: That's a really pretty song.

Darryl: Da na na na na. No, no, check it out, look. Da na na na na... want to do that?

Michael: Okay.

Darryl: That's when you hit me with what's getting you down, okay?

Michael: Okay.

Darryl: Da na na na na.

Michael: Da na na na na.

Darryl: Da na na na na.

Michael: Da na na na na.

Darryl: No, wait. You're, you're supposed to... Never mind. Da na na na na.

Michael: Da na na na na.

Darryl: Da na na na na.

Michael: Da na na na na.

Darryl: Da na na na na!!

Michael: Da na na na na!!

Darryl: Da na na na na .

Michael: Da na na na na.

Darryl: Yeah! Da na na na na.

Michael: Da na na na na.

Darryl: YEAH! Da na na na na.

Michael: Da na na na na...

Andy: I thought I'd come in casual today. Man, I'm hungry. Anyone else feel like a beet?

Dwight: Where did you get those?

Andy: What, these? Bernard Farms. Best beets in the state.

Dwight: I see what you are doing. But I do not know where you are going with this.

Andy: Well you will. Soon as you visit, my new beet farm. You're supposed to cook these, aren't you?

Dwight: Cornell.

Oscar: We'll miss you.

Holly: Well, I'll be around.

Oscar: Isn't it a seven-hour drive?

Holly: It's not that bad. But if I'm really jonesing to see you guys, I can always fly.

Oscar: I don't know if it'll be shorter to fly. You have to drive to Boston, right? That's an hour and a half. Get there an hour before the flight. Now you're up two and a half hours. The flight to Philadelphia is an hour fifteen. It's another two and a half hour drive to Scranton, assuming there's no traffic, because....

Holly: Well, I just want to say goodbye.

Oscar: Okay.

Holly: Okay.

Oscar: Bye.

Kevin: Well, Hol, this is it.

Holly: Yeah, okay.

Holly: Um, yeah, that's not gonna happen.

Kevin: Yeah, but you have to admit it would be wild.

Kelly: So, you're dumping Michael? Smart.

Holly: No, we're gonna do the long-distance thing.

Kelly: Oh! You guys are gonna keep dating? That's so romantic!

Holly: Yeah, thanks.

Phyllis: I almost quit my job so I could be closer to Bob, and we're in the same building.

Holly: Oh, well....look, we could always call, or email, or write. I should get all your email addresses.

Angela: Yes, we'll email you, and then you'll have our addresses.

Holly: It's a little sad. Michael and I just started dating. He wants me to stay and get a job around here as a baker. Or a baker's helper.

Michael: This is gonna be awesome. This is gonna be awesome. I've decided that on my drives to Nashua, I am going to learn French, the language of love. And on my drives back, I am going to learn Spanish; what the cleaning crew speaks.

Darryl: I'm driving them up for five times what I would've made at work. I thought I made a good deal. Then I realized I'm gonna be trapped in a truck with Mike all day.

Michael: Okay, am I grabbing this one?

Holly: No, that's not what you're grabbing.

Holly: Put....okay....

Darryl: Hey, y'all are not gonna be playing these little private games all the way.

Holly: Sorry, Darryl.

Darryl: It's like Driving Miss Daisy, you know?

Holly: All right.

Darryl: You gotta include me in the conversation.

Michael: Fair enough.

Darryl: If you don't mind.

Michael: Okay, okay. What kind of car games did you play in the 'hood?

Darryl: I got a game. Cow surfing.

Michael: Cow surfing?

Darryl: Spot a cow, last person to say "Jackson Five" has to get on its back and ride it.

Michael: Really?

Holly: Were there even cows where you grew up?

Darryl: Everybody got a government cow.

Michael: Cow surfing. Okay, here we go, there's a cow.

Holly & Darryl: Jackson Five!

Michael: Oh, shoot! Okay. All right. All right. Pull it over. Here we go.

Darryl: Here we go. Go get him, Mike!

Michael: I'm gonna do it.

Holly: No, Michael. It's not a real game.

Darryl: Then why did you say "Jackson Five?"

Michael: The man has a point.

Holly: Darryl....

Darryl: All right, I made it up.

Michael: What? Why?

Darryl: Because I wanted you to like me.

Michael: I do! Hey, come on!

Darryl: Okay.

Michael: Jackson Five.

Michael: You're the one.

Holly: No, you.

Michael: You are.

Holly: You are.

Michael: No, you are.

Holly: You are more.

Michael: You're the best.

Holly: You're better.

Michael: You're better. You're better than my best.

Holly: You're better than betterest.

Michael: Here we go.

Holly: Hold your breath!

Michael: Okay, Ready?

Darryl: Go.

Darryl: At least it's quiet.

Michael: Watch this. Darryl, watch this.

Holly: Look, Darryl, lip up.

Holly: Down, and give me 50!

Michael & Holly: One, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight, nine, ten!

Darryl: Hey, you know what would be fun? Like, sleeping.

Michael: Yeah

Darryl: You know.

Holly: Oh, snuggles!

Michael: Yeah. Right, snuggle time.

Holly: Snuggles.

Darryl: There you go.

Holly: Spooning.

Michael: Here's what I was thinking. The following weekend, I drive up.

Holly: Mmm hmm.

Michael: We get right in the car, we pop up to Montreal. It's like another seven hours.

Holly: Ooh!

Michael: Speak.

Holly: We could stay in a cozy B&B with a fireplace?

Michael: Absolutely. Oh, and you know what, Darryl? You are invited to go as well.

Darryl: Oh, thanks. Thanks. No.

Michael: Come on, it'll be fun.

Darryl: Thank you. Thank you. No.

Michael: Hey, look at that. Fun, right?

Holly: Mmm.

Michael: Mmm mmm! Remember the 15-scooper we had last week? Wasn't that good? I was Scooperman, you were Scoopy-Doo. Remember what you said? You were laughing.

Holly: Yeah.

Michael: Say what you said.

Holly: No, Michael. I don't.... I'm gonna puke!

Michael: I'll save you! I'm Superman! Scooperman!

Holly: Darryl didn't want any?

Michael: I didn't ask.

Michael: We want the same things.

Holly: I know, but from seven hours away.

Michael: That is a lucky number. Seven. 7-Up. Seven dwarfs.

Holly: Michael....

Michael: Seven deadly sins. It's a sign.

Darryl: Hey, y'all wanna hear some loud music or something?

Holly: I'm an atheist. Did you know that? I don't know your religion. There are so many conversations that we haven't even had yet.

Darryl: Hey, look, Pennsylvania license plate! That's crazy! All the way out here! Who can name all the states?

Michael: Oh, it's really cold here.

Holly: Oh, it's just later.

Michael: Yeah.

Darryl: Here we go.

Michael: Can we have another? I think I blinked.

Holly: This is me here.

Michael: Oh, you have your own entrance. That's nice.

Darryl: Stairs. Oh, man....

Angela: He's just trying to push your buttons.

Andy: I don't care, so it doesn't matter.

Angela: Great, then it doesn't matter.

Andy: You don't think he could get in, though....right? I mean, I don't care, but I just don't see how he could. I doubt he could get in.

Angela: He is fiercely intelligent.

Andy: I don't care either way, so....shut up.

Angela: He's just....

Andy: Don't tell me to calm down, Dad! Don't do that! Oh, God, of all people, I thought you would understand. You're an alum. This guy, he's....he's poking the bear! Yeah, okay, I'll see you at Thanksgiving. Hi to Mom. Bye.

Angela: Why are you doing this to Andy?

Dwight: You once told me that Andy and I had different strengths. Well, he can't do what I can do. I can get into Cornell, but he doesn't know how to make food and shelter from a golden retriever.

Angela: Even if you do somehow get in, that's not going to make me leave Andy.

Dwight: No, but it'll make you respect him less.

Angela: Yes, that's true.