- For the episode, see The Injury.
- See also: Full transcript on transcripts.foreverdreaming.org
- Michael: I enjoy having breakfast in bed. I like waking up to the smell of bacon, sue me. And since I don't have a butler, I have to do it myself. So, most nights before I go to bed, I will lay six strips of bacon out on my George Foreman Grill. Then I go to sleep. When I wake up, I plug in the grill, I go back to sleep again. Then I wake up to the smell of crackling bacon. It is delicious, it's good for me. It's the perfect way to start the day. Today I got up, I stepped onto the grill and it clamped down on my foot... that's it. I don't see what's so hard to believe about that.
- Jim: So where are you shipping your foot?
- Jim: Do you think Dwight's being a little weird today?
- Pam: No - he's actually been really nice, and helpful.
- Jim: And that isn't weird?
- Jim: I wanna clamp Michael's face in a George Foreman grill.
- Billy Merchant: What's wrong with that guy?
- Jim: You mean today? He stepped on a George Foreman grill and he burned his foot.
- Billy Merchant: No, not Michael, the moon-faced kid who crashed into the pole. He looks like he has a concussion!
- Dwight: Where are we going? Where are we going?
- Jim: Chuck E. Cheese.
- Michael: Ugh! I'm sick of Chuck E. Cheese.
- Jim: We're going to the hospital, Michael.
- Michael: I know, I'm just saying.
- [As Pam is hugging him]
- Dwight: Oh, huggy-hugs.
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