Kelly: Yeah, he’s dancing on a piano with Robert Loggia. Forrest Gump: mentally challenged, Philadelphia : AIDS.
Jim: Quick question: uh, why is Tom Hanks on the wall? Michael: While we are waiting for our special guest to arrive, I wanted you all to take a look at a few of the many, many disabled icons who have contributed so much to our society. Michael: I burned my foot!!! Ok, twenty minutes, conference room, everybody’s in there! Imagine if you had left Stevie Wonder on the floor of that bathroom instead of me. Michael: Shuuut it, ok, well, well you know what, disabilities are not things to be laughed at or laughed about. Michael: Ok, what does this look like to you Stanley?! Stanley: I’m not disabled and neither are you. Michael: Wuh, how, how old are you? Look, the point is, I am the only one here who has a legitimate disability, although I’m sure Stanley has had his fair share of obstacles. No, a real disability, not a woman’s trouble.Ĭreed: When I was a teenager, I was in an iron lung. Michael: Can I have everyone’s attention please? Phyllis, Oscar, Ryan, who’s supposed to be dead, can I ask you all a question? Do you all know what it’s like to be disabled? Oscar?
Pam: No, he’s actually been really nice and helpful. Jim: Do you think Dwight’s bein’ a little weird today? Michael: You just said “part of your duties are to” something. Michael: What? Part of your duties are to what? I’m sitting here with a bloody stump of a foot.ĭwight: Hey, Pam, I’m assistant regional manager, and I can take care of him. Michael: No, I don’t want some aspirin, yeah I’m a little fussy. Pam: Do you want some aspirin, because you seem a little fussy. I just want you to treat me like you would some family member who’s undergone some sort of serious physical trauma. Michael: I don’t want any special treatment, Pam.
Pam: It’s just that before, you said that you didn’t want any special treatment. Michael: No, your job is being my friend, Pam. Michael: Really, well, it, uh, seemed very important to you earlier that you needed to stay and… Michael: Hellooo? … Please don’t send Dwight! Jim: He’s still driving… Dwight, you forgot your bumper! Jim: But you said that you went out with her this weekend. Pam: Michael, why don’t you call your girlfriend? Michael: Don’t… is that Dwight? I do not want Dwight.ĭwight: Hold on Michael! I am coming! Wait there! Pam: Michael, is, um, sick and he wants one of us to rescue him. Michael: No one wants to pick me up!?ĭwight: What is going on? What is going on? Michael: I tried hopping, Kevin, and I bumped my elbow against the wall and now my elbow has a protruberance. Could Ryan… tell Ryan to bring toilet paper. Phyllis: Michael, you should stay home and rest. Michael: Ok, could someone come and get me please, Ryan? Pam: Uh, I have to stay here and answer the phone.
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