INT. RECEPTION AREA
Jim and Pam are laughing about something when the phone rings. Pam answers.
PAM
Dunder-Mifflin, this is Pam.
(beat) Oh, yes. One moment,
please.
She puts the call on hold and looks at Jim with wide eyes.
PAM
It’s David Wallace. For you.
JIM
Hm. Ok.
Jim heads back to his desk and sits. The phone rings.
INT. JIM’S DESK
JIM
Hello, Jim Halpert. Oh, hi, David!
(beat) Oh, pretty good, pretty good.
You?(beat) Oh, great.
Jim looks at a staring Pam and shrugs.
JIM(continued)
Oh! Oh, sure, that sounds great! I
haven’t been to a Sixers game in
awhile! That would be fun!(beat)
Sure! (beat) Oh, and I’m sure it’s
just a big coincidence that you AND
the Knicks will be in Philly the same
day.
(laughs)
Oh, so you’re just abusing your position,
now, huh?
(laughs)
Keep in mind, though, that it takes
longer to prep the Learjet than to actually
fly down here, David.
(laughs)
Yeah. (beat) Oh, really? Yes… I might be
able to find… someone who would like to accom-
pany me.
Jim looks at Pam who smiles widely. Out of the corner of his eye he sees Michael in his office doorway. Michael raises his arms like “What about me?!?”, shakes his head and closes his door. Jim glances at the camera. At his desk, Dwight appears to be annoyed at the whole thing.
JIM
Uh, yeah. Wow. This is…
thank you, David!
DWIGHT
(aggravated)
Jim, Jim, JIM!
JIM
Um… I’m sorry, David… hold on
a, um… second.
(covers the mouthpiece)
What do you want, Dwight?
DWIGHT
Jim… the rest of us are working.
There’s no reason we should have
to listen to your shameless
brown-nosing. Suck up on your own
time.
Jim glares at Dwight and then the camera. He settles and then gets back on the phone.
JIM
Sorry, David. Some annoying,
irritating… buzz on my end.
(beat) Yeah… Ok, thanks! See
you… on the 15th! Great. Take
care!
Jim looks at the camera and smiles slyly.
JIM(continued)
Oh, what’s that? (beat) Roof damage?
Jim looks at Dwight, who is now paying more attention.
JIM(continued)
No, I… I don’t really remember him
being up there.
(grimaces at Dwight)
Was he? (beat) Oh.(beat) Missing
shingles? (beat) A HOLE?
Dwight is wide-eyed as Jim stares at him in horror.
JIM(continued)
Wow. I’m really sorry… Oh, I can
imagine. I’ve never had my attic
leak on me so…(beat) Well, he’s
young. Pneumonia just rolls off
of them at that age.
Dwight covers his face as Jim smirks quickly to the camera.
JIM(Continued)
Yes… I’m sure he didn’t mean it, David.
(Dwight nods quickly)
He’s just stupidly curious that way.
(Dwight nods again and then frowns)
Oh, ok. I’ll tell him… Ok…
Alright. Bye.
Jim hangs up and Dwight leans forward, terrified.
JIM
(exhales)
Why do I have to keep covering
for you, Schrute?
DWIGHT
(quietly)
I’m sorry.
DWIGHT TALKING HEAD
DWIGHT
I have to… put together a list of
roofing recommendations for David.
Dammit!
(shakes head)
Don’t know how I could’ve been so
careless.
Dwight pulls up a large wooden board with shingles and slate samples glued to it and shows it to the camera.
DWIGHT(continued)
I took it upon myself to prepare this for him. I recommend slate…
even though last year 25 people were injured
by slate tiles that slid off… mostly mailmen.
(shakes head again)
Stupid. First rule for a mailman? NEVER stop
moving.
(sighs)
Well… let me get going. This board won’t
drive itself to New York.
Author's Chapter Notes:
This writers strike has got me seriously bummed... I TOTALLY agree with them... but Jenna Fischer said on her blog today that there are only two unaired episodes after tonight. That will suck ROYALLY if it goes that far. These people create and make us laugh and cry... they HAVE to be properly compensated. Man... Well, I'm still writing "Employee Withholding" ( I'm hurrying, Shassafras!)but this one popped into my head this morning. Hope ya like!
