Couples Discount
Written By: Allison Silverman Directed By: Troy Miller Transcribed By: Admin [Pam and Jim at their desks, Jim typing] Pam: Hey. I feel so lucky we're in the same city for Valentine's Day. Jim: It's like magic. Or it's like me getting on my hands and knees and begging my partners to switch a Tuesday for a Thursday. Pam: Alakazam! Jim: By the way, they do need an extra day next week. Pam: And poof, he disappears. [Jim snaps, playing along] [Pete walks up to Erin at reception] Erin: Hey. Wanna play hooky today? Pete: Oh, maybe. What do you got in mind? Erin: We can do anything you want. Erin: I really wanna have fun today because tomorrow is going to be a nightmare. Andy's coming back from his stupid, dumb boat trip. He's been rude, he's been selfish, I think he's a big jerk, and I'm breaking up with him. Bam, Andy! How do ya like me now? I hope as a friend. Pete: Erin says she's gonna break up with Andy, but I'm not sure. He's coming back tomorrow, and surprise, today she wants to do whatever I'd like. You know, when I was a kid, we had a dog who go real sick, and we had to 'send him to a farm. And on his last day, we did everything he loved. Erin: [gasps] grabs frisbee from under her desk] Pete: [chuckles] Erin: Wanna play catch in the parking lot? Pete: Sure. Erin: Great. Pete: I'll get my coat. Erin: Perfect. [Dwight knocks on Andy’s office door and enters with paperwork] Dwight: [imitating Andy] Come in. Dwight: [talking to Andy's empty chair] Andy, hi, I just made another huge sale for the company that you manage, so I need you to authorize that expense report and sign off on that contract. Dwight: [imitating Andy] I would be happy to. It would be my pleasure, Mr. Schrute. Ricka-dit-doo, ricka-doot-deet-dee, ricka-deet-doo. Dwight: I really like Andy these days. He's pretend, and he does exactly as I tell him to. All that will change when real Andy comes back tomorrow. Unless he comes back as pretend Dwight. In which case, we're in for an epic, confusing showdown. Kevin: Andy left a carton of milk in the fridge. So, I've been sneaking a little bit every day for the last three months. It's been yummy. But now, Andy's coming back. So, I guess it's goodbye chunky, lemon milk. [Kevin comes out of kitchen and addresses the entire office] Kevin: Okay, I'll say it. I wish Andy had stayed on his trip. Nellie: I say we all have one last fun, boss-less day. Meredith: Yeah, let's get some booze and some cоcaіnе and just blow it out. No consequences. Phyllis: Or the mini mall. They have all these Valentine Day deals. You can get 20% off if you come in with your husband or your boyfriend. But, I mean, if you don't have one of those, you can probably just bring whoever it is you use to kill your loneliness. Stanley: Phil, I'll pretend to be your husband. I'm already sick of you, so it'll seem realistic. Phyllis: Oh... Angela: They have a nail salon there where I get my feet detailed. They use a watch repair kit. Kevin: Ooh! I'll be your foot buddy. Nellie: Everyone, it is our last day here with no manager. I say we go to the mini mall. Clark, you will be my fake boyfriend so I can get the discount. Clark: It's what I do. [everyone begins to leave] Oscar: Darryl, everyone seems to be pairing off. Do you want to pretend to be a couple so we get the... Darryl: No... [sees camera] Yes. Yes. Why wouldn't I… wanna pretend to be gay? Got no problem with that. Oscar: All right, it'll be easy. Don't be nervous, just follow-- Darryl: Stop talking 'bout it. I said I'm fine with it. [Pam and Jim in the kitchen eating chocolates] Pam: These are gross. Jim: They are terrible. Pam: Oh, hey, don't fill up on chocolates. I made us a lunch reservation at State Street Grill. Jim: Oh, my God. That's so romantic. Pam: It's with Brian and Alyssa. Jim: Oh, my God. That's less romantic. Pam: I know, but we should go. We need to thank him for, you know, saving my life. Jim: Yeah, yeah, no, totally. That's good. So, should we just get a bottle of wine later and celebrate? Pam: That sounds nice. Jim: I'm very excited to see Brian. Brian's a great guy, and Pam and I have gotten really close to he and his wife, Alyssa over the years. And he got fired for protecting my wife from a jerk in the warehouse. I'm sorry, but you know him. He's a good guy. Nail Stylist 1: Oh, tiny foot lady is back. All Stylists: [gushing] Ooh. Nail Stylist 1: Oh, get the baby clipper. All Stylists: [gasps and excited chatter] Oh, so cute. Nail Stylist 2: [to Clark] You take off your glasses. Clark: Okay. [Clark removes glasses] Nail Stylist 2: [giggles] Nellie: What? Nail Stylist 2: Your boyfriend. He look like a pretty girl. Nellie: My boyfriend does look like a pretty girl, doesn't he? Yes, a very little pretty girl. And you know what? Now that you are developing, we should go and get you a training bra. [Nellie and Nail Stylist 2 laugh at Clark] Clark: Oh, you guys think this is funny? Well, you know what? No more discount. Nellie: What? Clark: [to nail manager] Excuse me! Nellie: Shush. Clark: [gesturing to himself and Nellie] Full price. We're not together. Nellie: Oh, come on. Clark: She's living a lie. Nellie: Turns out, I can't even be in a pretend relationship. [Oscar and Darryl enter nail salon and go to the front counter] Oscar: Hi. We'd like a couple’s discount on a pair of foot massages. Salon Manager: No. No discount for two men. Two men are not a couple. Oscar: We are together, romantically. Salon Manager: Two men. [other Nail Stylist speaks Korean to Manager] Salon Manager: [gestures index fingers bumping together] Doesn't work. No discount. Darryl: Oh, it works. Him and me, all right, we are crazy in love. [grabbing Oscar’s hand] More love than your small mind can comprehend. And we have two disposable incomes, and no kids. And we're taking our business elsewhere. [Oscar and Darryl exit holding hands] Oscar: [softly] Oh… [Jim and Pam enter restaurant, Brian is seated at the table by himself] Pam: Hey. Jim: Hey, Brian. Brian: Hey. Pam: Sorry we're late. Brian: Oh, uh, no problem. I finished all the bread. Jim: Oh. Pam: [laughs] Yeah, okay. Jim: What? Pam: He's on a no carb thing, supposedly. Jim: Oh. Brian: It's, uh, great to see you guys. Thanks for coming. Pam: Yeah. Jim: Are you kidding? Thank you, man. I mean, I've wanted the opportunity to say thanks for... everything, and I'm really sorry about the job. That just seems crazy. Brian: It's fine. What are you gonna do? But, if you guys know of any work, I'm fully available. Pam: Well, my dad can't hear a thing. You could boom his whole life for him. Brian: That's--Okay, great. Does he pay well? Pam: [laughs] Where's Alyssa? Brian: Uh, yeah. Um, you know, Alyssa's--she's not gonna make it today. Pam: Oh. Brian: Actually, we're not gonna make it. Um... we're splitting up. [Dwight in Andy’s office with paperwork, pretending to talk to Andy] Dwight: I have yet another sales order for you to sign. Dwight: [imitating Andy] Why, thank you, Mr. Schrute. I don't know how you do it. You're a God. Rink-a-dink-deet-doo. [Dwight turns around to see Andy standing in the doorway to his office] Andy: Hi, Dwight. Dwight: You're back. And you're disgusting. [everyone returning to the office] Phyllis: [looking at her nails as she enters] Ah, geez, my nails aren't dry yet. I don't think I can work for at least a couple hours. [Andy sitting atop of Phyllis’ desk] Andy: Well, well, well, look who it is. Phyllis: Andy. Andy: I guess I can cancel my order from Zappos.com because, oh, the loafers have arrived. Erin: Andy. Andy: Hey! Sweetheart! [approaches Erin] I missed you so much. Erin: [obviously avoiding Andy's embrace, puts her hands up for high-fives] Yes. Oh. Welcome back, buddy. Andy: [attempting to hug Erin as she resists] I have been dreaming of this moment. Erin: Me too. So much. I'm so happy. Erin: I am really, really bad at break ups. Technically, I'm still dating my first-grade boyfriend. I mean, we just had our 20th anniversary. And I forgot to get him something. Oscar: What happened? We thought you were coming back tomorrow. Andy: Well, Valentine's surprise for Erin. Hello? Super romantic. And I got you something. [removes bamboo from his duffle bag] Oh, it's a couple of pieces of bamboo, big deal, right? No. These are musical instruments. It's so we can play island music together. ‘Cause I have this. [removes güiro and begins playing and singing] Clop the cloppers. Yeah, clop 'em. It's called Bembe. [sings while Kevin echoes] Dwight: Hey, Burning Man, if it's not selling out too much, you might want to throw on a tie. David Wallace is gonna be here in an hour. Andy: Obviously, that's why I'm here. I mean, I came back early to surprise Erin. Happy Valentine's Day, sweetheart. [tries to embrace Erin but she begins playing cloppers] But, I'm just saying, I'm also excited about the Wallace meeting. Clark: Why? Isn't he just coming in to rip you a new one for being gone three months? Dwight: No. Please. Come on, Clark. Wallace knows that he's been gone for the last three months. [Andy stalls] Right? Wallace does know that you've been gone for the last three months? Andy: I have no idea. I don't know what he knows or doesn't know. But we've been in touch the whole time. I mean, it's not hard to get high-speed internet in Turks de Caicos, people. It's in every Bembe cafe. Erin: He only emailed me four times. Andy: Question. Where's Jim? Phyllis: He and Pam are having their Valentine's Day lunch. Andy: For two hours, really? Oscar: So, you're concerned about peoples' long absence from their place of work? Andy: If the shoe fits… [plays güiro and sings, Kevin echoes] [Brian, Pam and Jim at the restaurant] Brian: We were telling two different versions of the same story, and then everything just went numb. Jim: Well, I mean, that's okay. It doesn't mean that it's over, right? I mean, couples fight. Brian: Yeah, and that's the thing. When we were fighting, it weirdly felt like the relationship was still alive. And it wasn't until we stopped fighting that, we realized that it was over. You know, it's over. [overcome by emotion] I'm sorry, this is— oh, my God, okay. [to Pam] We have to stop seeing each other like this. We have to find a different way to communicate other than breaking down in front of each other. Pam: Yeah. Jim: What? Brian: At least my crying won't get you fired. [Pam is avoiding eye contact with Jim] Jim: Crying? [Andy and Dwight in Andy’s office] Andy: I noticed that you landed the Scranton White Pages account. That is tremendous. Dwight: Thank you. Andy: [chuckles] And you sold it to Jan too. Dwight: Yes! [laughs] Andy: I mean... I'm impressed. Dwight: [laughing together] Yeah! Andy: Well, there's one problem. Couldn't help but notice that you offered a price point that was not approved by the head office. So, gotta run that stuff by me, Dwight. Dwight: You were on a boat. Andy: I was... Dwight: On a boat. Andy: That... Dwight: In the ocean. Andy: Okay, the issue is that you need to run this stuff by me. Coolio? Are we coolio? Dwight: [resists] Andy: Just say the word “Coolio”. Dwight: I'm not gonna say it. Andy: Say it. Dwight: Not a word. Andy: Coolio. Dwight: No! Andy: [starts making a phone call] [dial tone sounds] Dwight: What do you think you're doing? Andy: Just gonna call the Scranton White Pages and clear this right up. Dwight: Don't you dare. Andy. Jan: [on phone] Hello? Dwight: Oh… Andy: Hey, Jan. Nard dog here. Jan: Oh, Andy… Andy: I was just looking over the paperwork. I found a little hiccup. Jan: Really? Andy: Yeah, it appears my employee offered you a price that he was not authorized to. Jan: Hmm. Dwight: [whispers] Coolio. Jan: Seriously? You're calling me a few weeks after finalizing our contract to gouge me now for more money? Is that what you're doing? Dwight: Coolio. I’m coolio. Andy: No, no, no, Jan, I think you misunderstood. Jan: Yeah. Dwight: Coolio. Andy: It--I--it's actually just an issue... Jan: You know what? You know what, uh, Nard dog? There is an option in the contract that allows me to back out within 30 days of signing, so I would like to exercise that option. Dwight: No, Jan! Please do not listen to this boob! Remember Clark. He gave you everything. Everything. Andy: Jan, I don't know what he's talking about, but-- Jan: Tell Angela to send me a final invoice. Andy: Well, ah, ah... Dwight: Please Ja--Ja-- [Jan hangs up] Andy: Ooh… That was not… how I had hoped that would go. [Andy walks up to Angela in accounting] Andy: Hey, everybody, great job. Listen, we're a smidge behind on my paychecks. Angela: Yes, well, as you know, we get paid on Fridays. And you haven't been here for 12 Fridays. [hands Andy a folder] Andy: All right. Thank you very much. [examines checks] Looking good. [Andy notices something on Angela's desk] Andy: Who's that little fella? Angela: It's a bonus check. For you. From Wallace. Because the branch exceeded its targets over the past quarter. Andy: Wow, that's wonderful! Oscar: A quarter's three months. That's how long you've been gone. Andy: Mm-hmm. Angela: Mm-hmm. Andy: Mm-hmm... [awkward pause] Mm-hmm. [Angela hands Andy the bonus check] Angela: Thank you. Great, well, we're all up to speed. [Andy walks away] [everyone in the breakroom] Dwight: Two seconds of the turd dog, and he loses the biggest sale this branch has ever seen. Clark: [emotionally] Do you have any idea what I had to do to get that sale from Jan? I mean, I went all out. All out. I mean like everything was out the whole week. Kevin: He just waltzes back in here like he owns the chunky lemon milk. Who needs him, right? Dwight: God, I just don't know what we'd do. I mean, short of telling David Wallace that he was gone for three months… Dwight: I'd like to rat out Andy, but unfortunately, I have a bit of a “boy who cried wolf” dynamic with David Wallace. Except, instead of a boy, I'm a man. And instead of a wolf, I cried “genetically-engineered monster wolf”. Nellie: I'm not going to rat on him. No, Andy gave me a second chance. So, the least I could do is let somebody else rat on him. Meredith, why don't you? Meredith: Meredith Palmer ain't never been called no narc. Floozy? Yes. Alkie? Check. Einstein sarcastically? You bet. But never no narc. Vomit mop? Sure. Floor meat? That's me. Flesh hoover? Erin: Hey… Pete: Meredith, that's plenty. All right? That's more than plenty. Why does no one stop her? Erin: Guys, I know that a lot of people are mad at Andy, and believe me, I am too. But he has been through a lot and we all used to love him, right? So, if he's gonna get in trouble, just let it be his fault, not ours. I don't want that on my hands. Dwight: Fine. [scoffs] The state he's in, Wallace will take one look at him and probably fire him anyway. [Andy approaches breakroom, clean and in suit and tie] Andy: What's going on in here, dirty players? Let's get back to bustin’ some paper rhymes. Come on. [singing] Who's that girl? Who's that girl? It's Andy! [chuckles] All right. [snaps] Back to work. [Jim and Pam walking to the office from carpark] Pam: Okay, I can tell you're mad at me. Do you wanna just, um, I don't know, tell me why? Jim: I don't know. I thought that was a little weird. You told me Brian got fired for the whole warehouse thing. And you intentionally left out a kind of major, intimate detail. I don't know, Pam, I guess I just feel like a chump. Who knows less about his marriage than the sound guy. Pam: I didn't tell you about the crying because I didn't want you to know how upset I was. Because it would've stressed you out, and you're always saying how much you don't want more stress. Jim: Yeah, well, yeah, okay. Well, then thank you. Thanks to both of you. Pam: It's not Brian's fault. Jim: No, you're right. And, and I'm not mad at Brian. And to be honest, I probably don't have any reason to be mad at all because I wasn't there. So, let's just forget about it. Pam: Okay. [Andy addressing everyone in the conference room] Andy: I need you guys to tell me all the highlights from the last three months in case David asks. Just a few things I could sprinkle into conversation. Any big sales or office gossip? Dwight: Well, we had the Scranton White Pages. Andy: Not helpful. Let's stay positive, people. Okay? [David Wallace enters] David Wallace: Hey, guys. Andy: Hey, David, how are ya? Ah, we were just having our weekly round table where we motivate each other. Not gonna lie--I get as much out of it as they do. David Wallace: Sounds great. Don't let me interrupt. Whatever you guys have been doing this last quarter, I couldn't be happier with the numbers. Andy: Thank you. David Wallace: Well, finish up. I'm gonna meet with Val about that warehouse guy you had to let go and you and I will talk in 15 minutes? Andy: Great. [David Wallace leaves] David Wallace: Great job, everybody! Andy: [whispering] We had to let a warehouse guy go? Kevin: You know Pam's mural? Well, Frank-- Dwight: Lit the whole thing on fire. It was crazy. Andy: What? Dwight: Yeah. Andy: There was a fire in the warehouse? Dwight: The whole thing is in ashes. Fire department was here. It was in all the papers. Kevin: Whoa. Andy: This is what I'm talking about. This would be good to know. All right, what else? Phyllis: We started selling balloons. Andy: What? Clark: Yeah. And, uh, Kathy Ireland signed on as the official spokes-babe of Dunder Mifflin. Andy: No kidding? Clark: Yeah, in the European billboards, she's gonna be topless. Andy: [chuckles] Wow. Go, Kathy. She's like 50. Clark: They're tasteful. Andy: Good, good. What else? [Andy seated at his desk talking to David Wallace] Andy: Who knew the balloon game would be so lucrative? And thank God, right? We needed the income after the fire. David Wallace: What fire? Andy: The warehouse fire. Weren't you just down there? It's like burnt to ashes. David Wallace: It looked fine to me. Andy: [catches on to the ruse, looks out his office door to see Dwight and Phyllis looking in smirking] Andy: I am speaking metaphorically, of course. You know I have lots of irons in quote-unquote “fire”. David Wallace: Mm-hmm. Andy: Well, that's one of ‘em, you know. Making sure that the warehouse logistics is a well-oiled, properly-stoked fire. David Wallace: Okay. Andy: I think you'll agree I explained that pretty well. [David Wallace preparing to leave, shakes Andy’s hand] David Wallace: Thanks, Andy. Andy: Thank you. David Wallace: All right. Everyone! [Andy is playing the güiro in his office, Erin enters] Erin: Fish sounds great. Andy: Yeah, I guess. Erin: Really playing the scales, huh? Andy: Yeah, I don’t know, it just sort of sounds like noise to me now. You think I need a new fish? Erin: I don't love you anymore. Andy: What? Erin: I still like you. But you were gone a really long time, and you didn't really email me all that much. You retweeted me a lot, to be fair. But I don't love you. Andy: Okay, I get it. You're unhappy. I've been gone a long time, and we lost a little bit of juju. But you and me, we have a future. There is a lot of love here. Erin: I just said there isn't love. Andy: On your side. But there's tons on my side. It's gushing. We're just out of sync right now. But that's just timing, it's timing. I mean, my parents lasted 38, 40 years. They were never happy at the same time. Erin: I guess. Andy: I mean, what do we have left? 35, maybe 40 years? If we're lucky. I mean, I have spent a lot of time in the sun. Erin: You got really sunburned. Andy: I'm gonna be a prune in like, three years. Erin: Ugh... Andy: I know you may not be feeling love for me right now, but if you fake it, I won't be able to tell the difference. So, I'll feel good. And then, eventually, maybe, you'll actually start to love me again. Erin: You really think we can get that back? Andy: Yes. [hugs Erin] Come on. Totally. [Jim and Pam seated at their desks, packing up to go home] Jim: You know what? Maybe we should cancel that bottle of wine tonight. Pam: Oh? Jim: Yeah. I just feel like I got a bunch of stuff to do in Philly, and I'm sure you have stuff to do, so we can just... I don't know, drop me at the bus station? Pam: Are you sure? Jim: I just feel like we're gonna fight. Pam: Yeah. Jim: So... how 'bout let's not? Pam: Okay. [Jim and Pam begin to leave, Jim pulls item from his bag] Jim: Oh, um... Happy Valentine's Day. Sorry. I didn't have time to wrap it. [Pam pulls out drawing of her in a picture frame] Pam: Wow. I didn't know you kept this. Jim: Yeah. Yeah. Pam: Thank you. Jim: No problem. Pam: I don't think you should go to Philly tonight. I think that you should stay, and I think we should fight. Jim: You really wanna fight on Valentine's Day? Pam: Yeah, I do. Jim: Okay. All right, put your dukes up, Beesly. [Pete is scraping ice off his car’s rear window] Erin: Hi. Pete: Hey, you okay? Erin: I couldn't do it. Pete: Oh. Erin: I'm sorry. Pete: Oh, you don't have to apologize. I just--I just want you to be happy. Okay? [Erin kisses Pete] Pete: [chuckles] [Erin bursts into Andy’s office] Erin: We're breaking up. And just so you know, I was worried that you were dead. You were gone for three months. David Wallace: [on phone] Hey, Andy? It's David. Still here. What was that about three months?