Pam: Come on Ms. Archer! You've been in there ten hours, meet us half way and Krieger will let you out of there. Krieger: Or else he'll crank up the heat again. Cheryl: I love... that you know how to do that. Krieger: And I love that I have an erection, that didn't involve homeless people.
(Carol to Cyril, who has his hand pinned to Pam's mouth) Carol: (suspicous) What are you doing? Cyril: (lying) Just trying to get my muffin back! Carol: Uh, not like that your not (growls) You gotta slug her in the stomach, with a forarm shiver. (Cyril looks at Pam, who gives him a pleading look) Carol: DO IT!!! Cyril: Sorry. (Rams his forarm into Pam's stomach) Pam: (Throws up contents and key) Bleeck! Carol: See? Time lost is muffin lost (drops lunch bag) And so is my appetite.