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Pam: Jim is great. Being with him just takes away all the stress of planning my wedding.
"The thing about Jim is... when he's excited about something- like the Office Olympics- he gets really into it and he does a really great job. But the problem with Jim is that he works here so... that hardly ever happens."
"If you left here, I would blow my brains out."
Jim Halpert: Last night on "Trading Spouses," there's... did you see it?
Pam Beesley: No, I have a life.
Jim Halpert: Interesting, what's that like?
Pam Beesley: You should try it some time.
Jim Halpert: Wow. But then who would watch my TV?
"Every so often, Jim dies of boredom. I think today it was the expense reports that did him in. And, uh, our deal is it's up to me to revive him."
Jim Halpert: That was beautiful. All her idea too. Awesome. She is so great...
"You can tell me anything."
"Wow, what a terrible day to not be able to talk. Dwight was literally carrying around his own urine, and dressed like one of the Village People. Why does he do the things that he does for Michael? I just don't get it.
What is he getting out of that relationship?"
Casino Night.
Jim Halpert: Hey, uh, can I talk to you about something?
Pam Beesley: About when you want to give me more of your money?
Jim Halpert: No, I...
Pam Beesley: Did you want to do that now? We can go inside. I'm feeling kind of good tonight.
Jim Halpert: I was just... I am in love with you.
Pam Beesley: What?
Jim Halpert: I'm really sorry if that's weird for you to hear, but I needed you to hear it. Probably not good timing. I know that, I just...
Pam Beesley: What are you doing? What do you expect me to say to that?
Jim Halpert: I just needed you to know. Once.
Pam Beesley: Well, I... I can't...
Jim Halpert: Yeah...
Pam Beesley: You have no idea...
Jim Halpert: Don't do that...
Pam Beesley: ...what your friendship means to me.
Jim Halpert: C'mon. I don't want to do that. I want to be more than that.
Pam Beesley: I can't. I'm really sorry... if you misinterpreted things. It's probably my fault.
Jim Halpert:Not your fault. I'm sorry I misinterpreted our friendship.
Pam Beesley: Last week Michael sent out this mysterious memo…
Jim Halpert: It’s time for our first quarter comraderie event, so pack a swimsuit, a toothbrush, rubber-soled shoes and a ski-mask.
Pam Beesley: A ski-mask and a swimsuit…
Jim Halpert: So that he can have us rob a bank and then escape to the sewers.
Pam Beesley: …and brush our teeth…
Pam Beesley: C'mon Angela don't you have a game?
Angela: I have one, yes.
Pam Beesley: Well let's play. What is it?
Angela: I call it 'Pam Pong'. I count how many times Jim gets up from his desk and goes to reception to talk to you.
Pam Beesley: We're friends.
Angela: Apparently.
Jim Halpert: Okay, we will be competing for gold, silver and bronze yogurt lids.
Pam Beesley: Now the bronze are really blue, and they're also the back side of the gold. So no flipping, okay? Honor system
Jim: Hey.
Pam: Hey.
Jim: When are we going to get to see some of those famous Beesly dance moves?
Pam: Oh...I’m pacing myself.
Jim: C’mon. Get out there. Give the people what they want.
Pam: No, I’m such a dorky dancer.
Jim: I know...and it’s very cute
Pam: I'm sorry for pushing you toward Cumberland. Seriously, if you left here I'd blow my brains out.
Jim: [in interview] That's just a figure of speech, ya know? Blow your brains out, c'mon. All it really means is that we're friends. Who else is she gonna talk to if I'm gone, right? I mean, if she left I wouldn't blow my brains out. Of course I would take that job in Maryland because it's double the pay and soft shell crab just happens to be my favorite food.
Pam Beesley: It's getting kind of rowdy down there.
Jim Halpert: Yeah, 'Darryl! Darryl! Darryl!'
Pam Beesley: Sometimes I just don't get Roy... I mean I donno... so... what's it like dating a cheerleader?
