ACT THREE
INT. THE OFFICE-RECEPTION AREA
Jim and Pam are still staring at Peter Loughridge.
Pam’s parents look at each other uncomfortably.
JIM
We were… uh… expecting you a little…
later, Mr. Loughridge…
MR. LOUGHRIDGE(smiling)
Yes, well… I uh… discouraged the mill
from calling you once I found out that
was the plan. I like to see people act
as they… naturally do.
Pam’s dad gives Pam’s mom a “See?” look.
She rolls her eyes and pats his hand.
PETER
But let’s get past that. I’m just
here for the simple five cent tour.
JIM
Oh… well… this(he motions to the reception
area) IS the five cent tour. Although I think
that seeing our lovely receptionist, Pamela
Beesly, is worth considerably more than five
cents, Mr. Loughridge.
PETER(smiling)
Yes, it is.
JIM(grabbing a sheet from the counter)
Now, let’s see what the entire office
tour is… hmmmm… ok… that’s $1.50, Mr.
Loughridge, payable by cash or check,
if you’re not carrying that kind of
money around. Miss Beesly can take that
from you.
PAM(with hand out) We also accept
Platinum cards, Mr. Loughridge.
Loughridge laughs and the sticks his
right hand out to Jim.
LOUGHRIDGE
You must be Jim Halpert.
JIM(taken aback but shaking his hand)
And… you must be either psychic or well-
informed.
LOUGHRIDGE(smiling)
Not psychic, I’m afraid. I just… know
someone who knows someone who knows
someone who put me in touch with some-
one… that gave me some background into
this branch. I like to know exactly what
I’m walking into.
JIM
Well, I hope you heard good things.
LOUGHRIDGE
Well… I was told you are a “smart, very
good young salesman with a great
sense of humor and a disarming,
extremely likable style.”
JIM(smiling)
Wow… you ARE well-informed, Mr. Loughridge.
LOUGHRIDGE(laughing)
Peter… and yes, I am… Miss Fillipelli thinks
VERY highly of you.
Jim eyes widen and he looks momentarily stunned.
JIM
Uh… likewise.
Loughridge picks up on the sudden shift in the conversation, the odd looks between Jim and Pam.
He moves to bring the conversation back on track.
LOUGHRIDGE
So… uh, Mr. Halpert, if we can take that tour…
Jim, now recovered, looks behind him and all around.
He looks puzzled.
JIM(smiling)
Oh! I’m sorry, I thought my father
was here, Peter.
PETER(smiling)
Alright… Jim.
(he turns to Pam and then
her parents and nods)
PETER(Continued)
Disarming.(pause) And you are?
The Beesly’s stand.
MR. BEESLY
Uh… we’re um… Pam’s parents. We
came to uh… take these two to lunch…
MRS. BEESLY(cutting him off)
BUT, ah… We’re sorry we’re in the way…
(turns to Pam)We should go…
PETER
No, no, that’s completely unnecessary!
I don’t want to change your plans. Give
me a little time to look around and then
you four can go.(smiles) That’s wonderful
that you all do that.
MRS. BEESLY
Well… this is actually the first time. We’ve…
never met Jim before.
PETER
Oh! Well…(pause) interesting day.
JIM AND PAM
Yeah.
There is a awkward silence.
JIM
Um… well… let me take you to
meet Michael Scott, the manager.
PETER
Alright.
They start to walk forward.
PETER(pointing at camera)
Don’t you, uh… get tired of that?
JIM
Yes.
Dwight approaches from the back. He crosses his
arms and eyes Peter suspiciously.
DWIGHT
Another apparition, Halpert?
Honestly, when will you grow up?
JIM
Um… probably when this gentleman,
who happens to be the CEO of Neenah
Paper, becomes our boss. I’ll
probably straighten up then.
DWIGHT(startled)
Wha? I didn’t… (shoots Jim a dirty look).
I’m sorry, sir, I had no idea that someone
IMPORTANT was here. Dwight K. Schrute, sir,
third in command of Dunder-Mifflin, Scranton.
PETER(shaking hands)
Peter.
DWIGHT(confused by the informality)
Peter… Uh… yes, well, Peter, I am
very excited at the notion of Neenah
Paper owning Dunder-Mifflin. We would
be a formidable foe to our common
enemies. We can crush the opposition!
PETER(laughing)
Well, uh… yes. This isn’t Iraq, Dwight.
We’re just selling paper. But I certainly
appreciate your enthusiasm.
Peter turns to go to Michael’s office as Dwight
looks at the camera with disappointment.
DWIGHT TALKING HEAD
DWIGHT
“We’re just selling paper.”?(shakes head)
Just how this man attained his lofty title
is BEYOND me. To run a business, ANY business,
is to do battle with those who compete with
you. To learn their ways and then to destroy
them is your driving goal. Sun Tzu said ”Know
thy self, know thy enemy. A thousand battles,
a thousand victories”. If Sun Tzu ran this
company, that man would be jobless. (pause)
And headless.(nods)
INT. THE OFFICE-DWIGHT’S DESK
Jim excuses himself from Peter and sidles up to
a seated Dwight.
JIM(lower)
Hey, listen, Dwight. I’m sorry about
the Pam’s parents prank, that was…
childish and irresponsible of me.
I definitely think we need to really
formulate a war plan against these
ghosts. Talk later?
Dwight nods at Jim, happy at the prospect of this.
Jim pats him on the shoulder, too hard, smiles
slyly at the camera and goes back to Peter.
INT. THE OFFICE-RECEPTION AREA
Pam parent’s and Pam are all standing at the front desk.
MRS. BEESLY(to Mr. Beesly)
I’m gonna steal Pam for a minute. Girl talk.
MR. BEESLY
Oh, boy.
PAM
We can talk in the parking lot. I don’t think
Anyone will miss us.
Pam and her mom leave the office. Mr. Beesly peers
around the office, looking for something to occupy him.
He sees Meredith at her desk and she gives him a very
coy wave and a smile. She wiggles her eyebrows. Mr.
Beesly shyly waves back and then sort of slinks back
to the couch.
INT. THE OFFICE-MICHAEL’S OFFICE DOOR
Peter and Jim are standing in front of
the door, Jim obviously nervous.
JIM
So… um… Peter. Before you meet
Michael, I uh… wanted to tell you.
He’s um… a little different than…
PETER(smiling)
Jim. You forget. I am VERY well
informed. Remember?
JIM
Oh. Yeah, I forgot. Miss Fillipelli.
PETER
Ah… I hope I didn’t cause you any problems…
back there.(points at reception)
JIM(chuckling)
No, no… you threw me for a second, that’s
all. Everything is just as it should be.
Thank you.
PETER(smiling)
Good. Now, let’s meet Michael.
Jim knocks on Michael’s door as the camera spots
Michael through the blinds. Jim opens the door.
JIM(sticking his head in)
Um, Michael… Peter Loughridge, The CEO
of Neeneh Paper, is here.
MICHAEL(leaping up)
What?!? He’s here? Now?!? Ryan was
supposed to… Ugh!! I don’t believe
this!(looking around) Um… Grab a broom!
Tell Dwight to check the toilets! Where
Are my mints? Jesus!(lower) Is this guy
cool, or a real jackass? What’s your read?
JIM(loudly, trying to drown Michael out)
AH… He’s right here!
Jim swings the door open wide and Peter peeks in.
MICHAEL(coming around desk)OH! God, I…
hello! I’m Michael Scott, manager of the
Scranton branch! Come in, Come in!
Peter enters Michael’s office with Jim in tow.
The camera comes in right behind them.
MICHAEL(continued)
Good to meet you uh… Peter, uh…
PETER(shaking hands)
Peter is fine, Michael.
MICHAEL(confused)
Peter… Isfine? I thought… Jim said a
different last name…
JIM
No…
PETER
He did. It’s Peter Lou… you know,
Peter is fi…(shakes head)
Peter will do. Just… Peter. Peter.
MICHAEL
Ok… Peter… Um… welcome to our little
world. Our… efficient, well-run little
world. Gee, what brings the CEO of one
of the uh…(leans back to peek at a paper
on his desk) largest paper producers in
the country with over 800 million dollars
in assets and shares currently valued at
forty-one dollars…(looks back at Peter)
here?
Jim looks mortified but Peter is strangely amused.
PETER
Um… well… it’s a sort of fact
finding tour, if you will.
MICHAEL(laughing)
What? Wow… Being a company big shot
definitely has it privileges, huh?
If I said that I would be in so much
trouble!
PETER(confused)
I… don’t understand what you mean.
MICHAEL
Hey, more power to you!(laughs) That’s
great, I’m not judging you! Alright, um…
let’s go meet him! His name is Oscar.(lower)
Do you want me to hook you up or…
Michael starts to lead Peter out of his office.
JIM(realizing just what Michael means)
Michael! No!
Jim grabs Michael and whispers in his ear.
MICHAEL
Oh! I thought he said… alright.
Um… nevermind.
A beyond confused Peter stares at Jim who shakes
his head and waves his hand like “You do NOT want
to know.”
MICHAEL TALKING HEAD
MICHAEL
I could’ve sworn he said… did that sound
like “fact” to you? This guy needs to
pronounce his C’s and T’s better.
(shakes head) I thought he was doing some
sort of… gay head count.(giggles) Gay head
count. I kill me.
EXT. THE OFFICE-PARKING LOT
Pam and her mother stroll slowly along through
the parking lot. The camera watches them from a distance, unseen.
MRS. BEESLY(smiling)
Sooooo…
PAM(smiling back shyly)
So?
MRS. BEESLY(happy)
I like him! And you look happy… happier
than I’ve seen in a long time.
PAM(with a sarcastic smile)
I was until you guys came barging in.
Mrs. Beesly and Pam laugh.
MRS. BEESLY
I’m sorry. But you sound so… content when
we speak to you on the phone. Your father
just HAD to meet Jim.
PAM(almost pleadingly)
Oh, I hope Dad likes him! Today is just
a bad…
MRS. BEESLY
It’s ok, Pam. He understands…
(takes Pam’s hands excitedly)
Jim is so CUTE, Pam! And I can
tell he REALLY loves you!
PAM(solemn)
Yeah… he does.
MRS. BEESLY(frowning)
What’s wrong? That’s a good thing.
PAM
Oh, I know, mom. He does… really, REALLY
love me. He told me… he told me how much
I mean to him. God, mom. It was so… intense.
Roy NEVER said the things he said. And he
meant it. It was… kinda scary, mom. To have
those… feelings for someone.
MRS. BEESLY
Pam… Are you scared of what he’s
feeling… or of what you’re feeling?
Pam blinks at her mother, mouth slightly open,
her breath shallow. She looks terrified. She
starts to speak, stops and starts again.
PAM
Mom… (swallows) I… I feel like I’m going
insane. I’ve never… felt like this
before. Jim is so…(shakes head repeatedly)
I never thought anyone could make me feel…
like this. I’m estatic… and… sick and…
SO scared, mom.(pause) I feel so open…
so… exposed. How can I love this
feeling and hate it at the same time?
MRS. BEESLY(hugging Pam)
Oh Pam… you’ve never liked being…
vulnerable. Your feelings being so
known and so… easy to hurt. You
protect yourself… like your father.
PAM(crying softly)
I love Jim, mom… I never knew what it
REALLY felt like. It’s so STRONG…
And I’m too afraid to tell him.
MRS. BEESLY
Sweetheart… I’m sure Jim knows. And when
you feel like you can tell him… you will.
But Pam… being in love… really in love…
it’s the greatest feeling in the world.
Please, Pam… don’t be scared. Enjoy it.
Pam looks at her mother thoughtfully and then
goes back to hugging her.
INT. THE OFFICE-THE BREAKROOM
Mr. Beesly walks into the breakroom as Stanley
peers at the vending machine. Stanley looks back
at Mr. Beesly, who has taken a seat.
STANLEY
Hello.
MR. BEESLY
Hey…
STANLEY
So… came to check the boy out, huh?
MR. BEESLY(laughing)
Yeah… yeah. I’m beginning to be
sorry that I did.
STANLEY
Well… If you want my opinion, and even if
you don’t, Jim is a good man. I don’t say
that too often.
This gets Mr. Beesly’s attention.
STANLEY
He’s smart… he’s going places… and he will
do absolutely anything for that daughter of
yours. That’s a helluva lot more than I
can say for the last jackass she was with.
Stanley gets a soda out of the vending machine
and heads to the door.
STANLEY
So… give that a thought…
Stanley starts to open the door and turns back to Mr. Beesly.
STANLEY
Oh… and don’t tell anyone I said something nice.
I have a reputation to keep up.
MR. BEESLY(laughing)
Thanks, Stanley.
Just then Angela enters the kitchen.
ANGELA
Stanley.
STANLEY
Mmm-hmm.
Stanley leaves. Angela shakes her head and looks at
Mr. Beesly.
ANGELA
Don’t mind him. He doesn’t care about anything.
Mr. Beesly smiles to himself.
INT. THE OFFICE-PHYLLIS’ DESK
Jim and Peter stand and watch Michael
as he motions around the general area.
MICHAEL
This, Peter, is sales. Where all the
magic happens.(To Jim, lower) I have
this, Jimbo. Or did Ryan tell you to
babysit me? Isn’t that what you two
talked about?
JIM(leaning into Michael)
No… actually, he, uh… told me to watch
your style here. He said you were the
king of talking to a prospective client.
Y’know… learn from the best.
MICHAEL(smiling)
Really? Wow… (nods)
MICHAEL (VOICE OVER)
That was kind of… surprising.
MICHAEL TALKING HEAD
MICHAEL
I didn’t know Ryan was so up on my skills…
that pay the bills. Nice to finally get the
respect I deserve. And… maybe I under-
estimated Ryan. But like they say in the
hood… (pause) “Game recognizes game”.
JIM TALKING HEAD
JIM
(sighs)
Michael is like a… big ol’ dopey puppy
that everybody keep kicking. And I don’t
want to do that… I mean, why? So I try to
toss him a bone now and then… y’know?(pause)
Boy, I am really out there with the analogies
today.
INT. THE OFFICE-PHYLLIS’ DESK
Andy approaches Peter looking very cocky.
ANDY(sticking a hand out)
Hello, sir. My name is Andy Bernard.
I understand you are a graduate of
Cornell. That’s my alma-mater.
PETER(shaking)
Um… no, actually I… graduated from
Colgate.
MICHAEL
Colgate? Wow, I didn’t know…
Jim grabs Michael and whispers in his ear.
Michael looks disappointed as Jim pulls back.
MICHAEL TALKING HEAD
MICHAEL
I don’t understand that. How can
a school named Colgate have
absolutely nothing to do
with toothpaste?(shakes head)
INT. THE OFFICE-PHYLLIS’ DESK
Andy continues to speak to Peter.
ANDY
Oh, I’m sorry. I thought I heard you went
to Cornell. That’s where I graduated from…
Cornell. (smiles cockily)
PETER
Yes, you… mentioned that.
ANDY TALKING HEAD
ANDY(smiling)
Always works. Get their attention with the
Ivy League mention… let them know that you
are of high-grade material…(pause) and then,
um… go… back to your desk.(looks dejected)
INT. THE OFFICE-OSCAR, ANGELA AND KEVIN’S DESK
Michael, Peter and Jim are standing near Oscar’s desk.
MICHAEL
And this is OSCAR. Oscar, this is Peter.
You know… just in case you wanted to know
him… personally…
OSCAR TALKING HEAD
OSCAR
Experience tells me that Michael said or
did something stupid regarding my homo-
sexuality. But experience also tells me
that judging by the look on Jim’s face…
I really don’t want to know what it was.
INT. THE OFFICE-OSCAR, ANGELA AND KEVIN’S DESK
A series of shots. Peter is shaking Angela’s hand.
Then Kevin’s. Saying hello to Creed and Meredith.
Creed pointing to Peter and then Jim and asking Jim
a question. Jim sighing and then shaking his head no.
Michael introducing him to Kelly but completely
blowing off Toby.
ANGELA(VOICE-OVER)
I was impressed by Mr. Loughridge, today.
He was very professional, very business-
like. Maybe he can instill those qualities
into the people here.
ANGELA TALKING HEAD
ANGELA
Maybe we can have a manager that knows how
to run an office. Maybe we’ll have workers
that actually follow the rules and are quiet
and respectful.(pause) And maybe I’ll win a
billion dollars and buy my own country.(frowns)
INT. THE OFFICE-RECEPTION AREA
Peter stands facing Jim and Michael at the reception
desk. Pam sits in her seat, her mother and father
standing behind her chair.
PETER
Well… Thank you very much, Michael…
Jim. That was… very informative.
MICHAEL
Well, we look forward to hopefully
working under you… ah, beneath you…
ah, for you. For you.(nods)
PETER
Ok… um, well. Um… You know that companies
don’t necessarily acquire other companies
just because the CEO comes in and kicks the
tires. You know that.
Jim and Peter nod.
PETER
But I want you to know that you, this branch, acquitted yourself very well. I like what I’ve
seen. It gives me perspective on the larger
picture.
Everyone smiles.
PETER
So, thank you! And… we’ll see what happens.
Michael and Jim shake Peter’s hand. Peter shakes
Pam’s hand and then Mr. and Mrs. Beesly’s hands.
He leans closer to them.
PETER
Pam and Jim make a nice couple.
You should be very proud.
MRS. BEESLY
We are.
PETER(quieter)
And keep an eye on Jim… He’ll be running
this company one day.
Peter heads to the main door as Mr. Beesly leaves
reception and heads towards the back.
JIM
Take care, Peter!
MICHAEL
Yeah! Uh… go, Colgate!
Jim looks at the camera while Peter leaves.
JIM
Excuse me a second…
(makes a beeline towards the bathroom)
INT. THE OFFICE-MEN’S BATHROOM
Jim is about to enter the bathroom when Mr.
Beesly comes out.
JIM
Oh, Mr. Beesly… Hi, um… I know it’s
kinda late… but maybe…
MR. BEESLY
We’re… gonna go home. We’ve been in
the way long enough.
JIM
Oh. I… hoped we could…
MR. BEESLY
Well… another day maybe. We’ve got
a kinda long drive.
JIM(Hangs head)
Ok. A… nother day, then.
Mr. Beesly walks past Jim. He pauses and then looks back.
MR. BEESLY
We’ll… talk football or something.
(squints at Jim) You’re an Eagles
fan, right?
JIM(smiling)
Oh, yes sir!
MR. BEESLY
Thank God.
Mr. Beesly laughs and leaves. Jim enters the bathroom.
INT. THE OFFICE-RECEPTION AREA
Mr. Beesly walks over to reception where Pam and her
mother are standing.
MR. BEESLY
We’re gonna go. Shouldn’t be hanging around
your job like this.
PAM
Oh… ok… um…
(looks at her mother, trying to get a
read on her dad)
MR. BEESLY
Hey, um… why don’t you… why don’t
you bring Jim by for dinner one
Saturday… let your mother fatten
him up a little. Ok?
PAM(smiling)
Ok.
MR. BEESLY
Alright.
Mr. Beesly hugs Pam and kisses her on the forehead.
MR. BEESLY
See ya, shorty.
Pam hits her dad and smiles. Mrs. Beesly gives
Pam a “See! Jim is IN!” look and hugs Pam. Jim
comes from the bathroom and Mrs. Beesly hugs him
too. Mr. Beesly shakes Jim’s hand.
MR. BEESLY
You two take care. And we
expect you at the house soon.
Jim and Pam give smiling ok’s and such. They all
walk out to the elevator and say goodbye when the
Beeslys get on. The doors close and Jim and Pam
stand with their arms around one another.
JIM
Wow. No, offense, Beesly, but… I am REALLY
glad that’s over with.
PAM
But you handled it, as usual. Peter loves
you, my parents love you…
JIM
Not so sure about that…
PAM
They do. And… and I love you.
JIM(smiling)
I love you too.
PAM
No… you don’t understand, Jim. I…
the way I feel… I can’t…
(shakes head in frustration)
You’re so… important to me. SO
important. And I don’t know how…
to say it.
JIM(touching Pam’s face)
You just did. (hugs her)
You said all you have to say.
PAM
Jim… (pause) Um… do we have time
to run over to Babies R Us?
JIM(stunned)
WHAT? What are you…
PAM(laughing)
No, no, no, no.. sorry! This is
strictly for fun! It will be TOTALLY
worth it. Trust me.
JIM
I… do. Ok, let’s do it!
Let me grab my keys…
Jim runs back into the office. Pam waits excitedly.
He comes back and a laughing Jim and Pam ring for the
elevator.
MICHAEL(voice over)
It’s been a good day. A very good day.
D-Miff Scrant came up large.
MICHAEL TALKING HEAD
MICHAEL
I just hope Jim was paying attention. Taking
notes on my style. I am… very honest and up-
front with people. And people really respond
to that. When people like you… and trust you…
they’ll tell you just about anything. And they
just can’t live without having you be their
supplier or whatever. It becomes a great relationship.(pause)Yeah, hopefully, Jim saw
that. How to pull these people in. You gots to
keep it real.(pauses and then does a “raising
the roof” thing with his hands) Holla!
END ACT THREE
EPILOGUE
INT. THE OFFICE-KITCHEN AREA-NIGHT
We see Dwight huddled in the kitchen peeking out
towards his desk holding a flashlight. He also has
night vision goggles on. It is almost completely
dark in the office except for lights from computers
and the outside.
DWIGHT(to camera quietly)
So of course Jim was supposed to do this with me tonight but suddenly something “comes up” and he can’t. Probably making a Jello mold out of Pam or something… So that leaves me to protect us. And I will! No ghosts will harm…
Suddenly we hear a low moaning emanating from over by Dwight’s desk. He stares out at it and then back at the camera.
DWIGHT(whispering)
Do you hear that? They’re coming!
The moans get louder. Dwight creeps out of the kitchen
and towards his computer, carrying what appears to be a cattle prod. The camera follows. The moans stay about
the same volume until Dwight is right at his desk. Suddenly a piercing scream erupts from his desk. Dwight runs into the camera and they all scurry back to the kitchen.
DWIGHT(puffing hard, wide-eyed)
I think… I think I should contact
the Ghost Hunters in the morning…
The camera looks past Dwight and focuses on a small
box with a red light sitting right below Dwight’s
monitor, almost hidden.
EXT. PARKING LOT-
INT. JIM’S CAR
Through the dashboard cam we see Jim and Pam laughing hysterically as they sit in the front seat of Jim’s car.
JIM
WOW! Genius, Bees, pure genius.
PAM(wiping eyes)
Oh my God, this is better than I
thought it would be.(laughs)
JIM(lifting the monitor, which has a
screen that shows Dwight peeking at
the desk from the kitchen)
The video baby monitor? Worth
every penny…
PAM(shyly)
And who knows… One day we may need it…
A huge smile appears on Jim’s face.
JIM
C’mere.
The two engage in a very slow, passionate kiss. Then
Pam pulls back and points at the dashboard cam.
PAM
Jim…
JIM
Hm.
Jim leans into the back seat and pulls a jacket out.
He tosses it over the camera and Pam laughs. We hear
them start kissing again.
END EPILOGUE
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