remember when i found that piece of paper with the seinfeld quotes on it? i found another piece of paper in a box of photographs with this dialogue from the office written on it:
Dwight: Welcome to the Hotel Hell. Check-in time is now, check out time is never.
Jim: Does my room have cable?
Dwight: No. And the walls are made of fire.
Jim: Can I change rooms?
Dwight: Sorry, we’re all booked up. Hell convention in town.
Jim: Can I have a late checkout?
Dwight: I’ll have to talk to the manager.
Jim: You’re not the manager, even in your own fantasy?
Dwight: I’m the owner. The co owner. With Satan!
Jim: Okay, just so I understand it: in your wildest fantasy you are in hell and you’re co-running a bed and breakfast with the Devil.
Dwight: Yeah, but I haven’t told you my salary yet.
Jim: Go.
Dwight: Eighty thousand dollars.
