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ACT I

INT. MAIN OFFICE AREA - MORNING

Pam is sitting at her desk.  Jim is sitting at his desk, making a sales call. 

PAM:
 [picks up phone]
Dunder Mifflin, this is Pam.
 [pauses, frowns]
I'm not sure where he is, we're no longer together.
 [lowers her voice so Jim can't hear]
I'm sorry, how much is he behind?
 [pause, looks disappointed]
And when do you need this by?
 [drops shoulders; Jim finishes his call, looks up to see Pam]
Alright, let me see what I can do.  Thanks, bye.
 [Pam looks at Jim and gives a faint smile]

INT. RYAN'S OFFICE - MORNING

Ryan sits at his desk.

RYAN:
David gave me the dubious task of trimming the budget.  Dunder Mifflin Infinity has taken off, like I knew it would, but we've had our share of extra expenses like upgrading our servers to accommodate increased virtual traffic.  I've cut some corners by doing logo design in-house.
 [dials intercom]

GRACE:
 [on intercom]
How may I help you Ryan?

RYAN:
Could you get Michael Scott on the phone?

GRACE:
 [on intercom]
He is preset number 8 on your phone.

RYAN:
I know that, I just don't want to be put on hold.

GRACE:
 [on intercom]
Pam is preset number 1...

RYAN:
 [getting irritated]
Thanks anyway, Grace.

GRACE:
 [on intercom]
I control the entire corporate switchboard Ryan.  I am not able to get someone on the phone for you.  That's what you need an assistant for...

Ryan hangs up.

INT. MICHAEL'S OFFICE - LATE MORNING

Dwight is standing behind Michael's desk, trying to help him with Power Point.  Michael is sitting at his desk trying to follow his instructions.

DWIGHT:
It really is very simple, Michael.  Just type in whatever you want the slide to say.  To add another slide just go up to Insert in the Tool Bar...

MICHAEL:
That's what she said.

DWIGHT:
Very funny, Michael.
 [to camera crew]
Did you get that?  Michael being funny?

MICHAEL:
Now how do I get it to play music and youtubes and stuff?  That would be much more interesting than anything I would want to type.

PAM:
 [on intercom]
Michael, Ryan is on hold.

MICHAEL:
Good.
 [Michael does not answer the phone]

PAM:
 [After a few moments]
 [on intercom]
I'm putting him through.

MICHAEL:
Good morning Ryan.

RYAN:
 [on phone]
Michael, are you alone?

DWIGHT:
Hello Temp.

RYAN:
 [on phone]
Good Morning Dwight.  When do you think you could change my nickname from Temp to VP?

DWIGHT:
 [to himself]
Right after you make a sale, punk...

RYAN:
 [on phone]
I need to speak with you privately Michael.  If now is not a good time, please call me back when you can block a good half hour for me.

MICHAEL:
Is everything okay Ryan?

RYAN:
 [on phone]
Everything will be fine Michael.
 [Ryan hangs up.]

INT. BREAK ROOM - LATE MORNING

Jim and Pam are sharing a Coke, sitting at the table.

JIM:
So are we still on for lunch today?

PAM:
Umm...

JIM:
I was thinking Farley's.  I know how much you love their French Onion Soup.

PAM:
Jim...

JIM:
We'll just have to make out before we eat lunch.  Or after they give us the check and the mints.

PAM:
Very funny.  I, um, actually need to run some errands.  Plus I should start bringing my lunch.  You know, budget for Christmas.

JIM:
Oh, sure.  Can I come with you on your errands?  I can make some grilled cheese sandwiches for the road.

PAM:
That would be nice.  I haven't had one of your famous grilled cheese sandwiches since...

JIM AND PAM:
 [in unison]
Threat Level: Midnight
 [both laugh]

INT. MICHAEL'S OFFICE - LATE MORNING

Michael is dialing Ryan's phone number.

GRACE:
 [on phone]
Dunder Mifflin, this is Grace.

MICHAEL:
Grace, hello this is Michael Scott.  Is Young Mr. Howard available?

GRACE:
 [on phone]
I'm sorry Michael, he just left for lunch.  May I transfer you to his voicemail?

MICHAEL:
I'll try back later.  Grace?

GRACE:
 [on phone]
Yes Michael?

MICHAEL:
Did Ryan seem happy, sad, distraught, dismayed?  I mean he's always got the smoldering sexiness to him, but other than that?

GRACE:
 [on phone]
Hungry.  He seemed hungry.

MICHAEL:
He should be in a good mood after eating, so I'll call him later.  Thanks Grace.

INT. ANNEX TOBY'S DESK - ALMOST LUNCHTIME

Pam walks up to Toby's desk.

PAM:
Hey Toby.

TOBY:
Hey Pam.

PAM:
I'm sure sorry that I won't be able to join you and Oscar at The Nutcracker Suite.

TOBY:
Really?  Sasha was looking forward to spending some time with you.

PAM:
Oh, I didn't know she was coming.  I'm so sorry Toby, it's just that money is...

Jim enters from the kitchen wearing his coat, holding two sandwiches, Pam's purse and her coat.

JIM:
Hey Toby.

TOBY:
Jim.

PAM:
Sorry Toby.  Maybe next year.
 [to Jim]
Nice purse Halpert.

JIM:
You think so?  I once knew a girl who sold them.

Pam smacks Jim's shoulder jokingly as they walk out.  Toby looks like, well, Toby during their exchange.

INT. PAM'S CAR - LUNCHTIME

Jim is driving Pam's car as she eats her grilled cheese sandwich.

JIM:
Where are we going first?

PAM:
I have to go to my apartment to grab a few bags.  It shouldn't take a few minutes.  You can stay in the car and have your sandwich.

JIM:
You don't want my help?

PAM:
No, and it's too close to Christmas for you to be asking questions.

JIM:
Wow.
 [Pulls into Pam's parking spot]

PAM:
Be right back.
 [kisses him on the cheek]

JIM:
Mmmm... cheesy kiss.

Jim starts eating his sandwich, Pam's cell phone rings.  Jim looks towards Pam's door, then picks up her phone, looks at the caller ID, but doesn't answer the phone.

PAM:
 [comes out of the apartment carrying several large bags and boxes, puts them in the back of her car]
We have about four more stops to make.  Hey, how was your sandwich?

JIM:
Fine.
 [hands Pam her cell phone]
Roy called.

-END OF ACT I-


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