The gloves are off after Dwight delivers a devastating one-two punch to Michael’s gut for the entire office to see. Dwight channels Ralph Macchio in the ensuing brawl, but not very well. Progress on the Jim/Pam front hits a roadblock when Jim gets too close for her comfort, and Ryan staves off Michael’s advances after making the mistake of giving him his cell phone number.
Having Michael threaten to hock a loogie into Dwight’s mouth was simultaneously hilarous and repulsive. Priceless.
I love how Dwight holds his pose after double-punching Michael in the gut. Follow-through is everything — I bet that’s the first lesson they teach you when you become a purple belt.
It’s a good thing Jim and Dwight have adjacent desks — otherwise, we wouldn’t have scintillating conversations involving the peaceful coexistence of humans and robots. Dwight senses that he’s being mocked and threatens to make an example of Jim, to which Jim replies:
Jim : That’s not advice. What advice sounds like is this: don’t ever bring your purple belt to work, because someone might steeeal it.
Poor, poor Dwight.
This might be my favorite Pam delivery yet:
Pam : Michael tends to procrastinate a bit whenever he has to do work. Um, timecards, he has to sign these every Friday. Purchase orders have to be approved at the end of every month, and expense reports … all he has to do is initial these … at the end of every quarter. But once a year, it all falls on the same Friday. That’s today. I call it The Perfect Storm.
The dojo incident was a big setback, placing the JP Index for The Fight firmly in Down territory. It’ll probably take at least a couple episodes for this one to blow over. Not sending the e-mail was a good call, I think — you need to hit her where she’s weak, and that means bringing out the french onion.
Way to gank Dwight’s candle in the restroom during the pre-show, Kevin. Funny, I never would have pictured Dwight to be the aroma candle type.
Pam, no question about it. Michael and Dwight may have had the battle of the century, but Beesley was unstoppable in this one.
Pam : Well, the last pickup for overnight delivery is at seven, so you need to have them signed by then… or much earlier.
Another fine Pam quote.
Michael : Stop Pam-M-S-ing.
Michael then goes on to explain the importance of maintaining emergency contact information. Meanwhile, Pam is attempting to kill him with her mind.
Dwight : Now watch, let me take you from behind.
Kelly : What?!
Every few episodes, Dwight somehow manages to molest Kelly (see The Fire, as he’s trying to help her escape).
Michael : So… catch 22.
Michael obviously has no idea what that really means, and it shows on Jim and Pam’s faces.
Michael : Hey Toby. Hey, you know what? I have an idea, why don’t you leave right now? Why don’t you walk away from the room, ok?
This scene was a gold mine. I predict that one of these days, when Toby’s finally had enough, he’s going to retaliate by defacing Michael’s Sebring. Horribly.
Michael : Well, you don’t even have anybody to go home to, Toby, so…
Maybe he could drive it off of a cliff. Do they have cliffs in Scranton?
Michael : Let’s gangbang this thing and go home.