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[cheerful music]

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- I'm taking some time off from work.

Well, my other work.

Because we needed it.

- It's great.

- It's great.

- Phone's been ringing off the hook.

The guys in Philly are kind of going nuts.

- And that doesn't matter.

This does.

It's the only thing that matters.

We've had some really nice days together.

- Mm-hmm.

Nice morning, too.

- Beesly. Oh, my god.

- Hey.

Which tie makes me look like a guy who likes sofas?

My agent's putting me up for a furniture commercial.

- Ah. Definitely blue.

- Totally, right?

So, Big Tuna, what's up?

Back in the small pond.

- For now, yeah, yeah.

I was just spreading myself way too thin.

- Thin-sliced tuna. Carpaccio.

Go on.

- Uh, well, it took me a while,

but I finally realized that I can't give 100%

to two things at once, you know?

- Yeah. Tell me about it.

I've been trying to act and manage this branch.

Half the time, I don't know

if I'm wearing my stage makeup or my work makeup.

- Huh.

Well, you know, you can't have everything,

so you gotta ask yourself what makes you the happiest.

Just go all-in for what's most important.

That's my new thing.

[Angela sighs]

- Is everything okay?

- No. Everything is not okay.

County took my cats.

- Wait, all of them?

- Two sacks' worth.

Apparently, my apartment complex has rules

about how many pets are too many for a studio.

And while I was out

picking Phillip up from daycare, they came.

They came into my house.

- That's--that's awful, Angela. I'm so sorry.

- It's the [bleep] that lives downstairs.

She's this uptight, judgmental shrew.

You know the type.

- I've never met anyone like that.

- And they're gone.

And I have no one left.

Without my cats, I am utterly and completely alone.

- Angela, you still have your son.

- [scoffs] I guess.

- Attention, everyone. May I have your attention?

There are four new deadly weapons in this office.

Basher, thrasher, crasher,

and-- - Smasher!

- Smasher? No. Where'd you get that?

Fireball!

Hya!

This morning, after hours of combat

with some of the city's best teenagers,

I earned my black belt in goju ryu martial arts.

I had to find a new dojo

after Sensei Ira and I parted ways.

My new sensei, Sensei Billy,

thought I had more than enough training

to take the test.

Turns out Sensei Ira was a bit of a shyster.

Sensei Billy says most students don't spend

$150,000 over 20 years to get their black belt.

I would like to invite you all

to my black belt ceremony right here in the office

at lunch.

Lunch not provided.

- Fireball!

- Hya!

[briefcase clatters]

That's how it's done.

- That's pretty good.

I feel safe.

- [whispering] Hey, Erin. Is Andy in?

- Oh, is Andy in?

Sorry, I--I thought you said "is Indian?"

And I was like, "is Indian what?"

[chuckles]

Is Indian food good?

Is Indian jewelry pretty?

Is Indian hair an expensive kind of wig?

Yes to all three, by the way.

Lately, I've been having a lot of trouble

keeping track of Andy's calendar.

His student film audition schedule is crazy hectic

because the Lackawanna College Film of Fest Destiny

is coming up, and it's like Andy says.

What do you expect?

It's super-hecked around Film of Fest Dest.

I'm so glad I dumped him.

Yes! There's Andy.

Andy is in.

I'm a good receptionist. I know he's in.

- David Walrus in his native habitat.

- [laughs uncomfortably] Hey, Andy.

Can we go in your office and talk?

- Yeah.

- This isn't gonna be an easy conversation.

I told Andy that he was on very thin ice

when he snuck away for three months to the Caribbean.

Then last week, he used company money

to buy a top-of-the-line photo printer.

In his words, "the kind that's good for headshots."

And yesterday, he asked me to pay for cheek implants.

Claimed it's going to boost office morale.

Now, he's a good guy.

But honestly, at a certain point,

the ice gets too thin and you fall through.

And that is when you get fired.

- Andy--

- I'm gonna stop you right there.

David, this documentary is going to air in two weeks.

I feel like it's a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity

to pursue my dream.

And I finally found the courage to do it.

It's actually kind of heroic when I think about it.

- Uh-huh. But--

- Every minute that I spend here

is time not spent making audition videos

for reality dating, cooking, or singing shows.

I'm not supposed to be the guy

who's sitting in my office all day

writing nasty comments about "American Idol" contestants.

I'm supposed to be the guy

they're writing nasty comments about.

I got a real shot here.

And I'll never be able to forgive myself

if I blew it because I was too focused

on my stupid paper company job.

No offense.

- So you think you've been too focused on your job?

- At my last headshot sitting,

I was so distracted wondering what I was missing at work

that I came across totally manic.

And I was going for zany.

- [chuckles]

So you--

you want to quit Dunder Mifflin to pursue acting?

- Well, no, actually.

I see no reason to limit myself to just acting.

I am pursuing fame of any kind.

Could be singing. Could be dancing.

I don't--it just--

I owe it to myself and my future fans.

- Uh, well,

I guess I can't stand in the way of a man's dream.

And it seems like you have the gift.

- Thank you, David.

- There's probably no way I can talk you

into staying at this point, huh?

- Nope. I have made up my mind.

I'm really sorry.

- Well, good luck.

- Hey, thank you.

Not gonna need it.

- Okay. - [chuckles]

[takes deep breath]

[chuckles]

- Well, that kind of worked out.

- I think just about anybody could be a star.

My postman, the night janitor here, but Andy?

No, definitely not. Charisma black hole.

- Andy can't make a living as an actor.

He's not tough enough.

He should work in a bookstore

or be one of those men that's a nurse.

- Andy could make it. Who knows?

He could be that fool in the commercial

that gets spaghetti and meatballs all over himself

and his wife shakes her head and gets out the time.

They could also get somebody else.

- Oh. Clark.

I'm actually here today.

Surprise.

So I was wondering if maybe I could have my desk back.

- Right. Yeah.

But you know,

I've actually been working pretty hard here

on a daily basis,

so I kind of feel like I've earned this.

I mean, you know? - You totally have.

You have earned it.

But maybe I could be with my wife.

It's kind of the whole reason why I'm here.

- Right.

Well, I'm here to sell paper.

[knocks on desk]

- Burn.

- Wow.

- All right, Jim, look.

I just got made junior salesman, right?

And--and Wallace is here today.

And I don't want him to just think of me

as a customer service rep that sits in the annex.

I mean, you can get that, right?

Right?

And what do you need more face time with Wallace for?

You trying to get a-- a second second job here?

- It's okay.

You can sit in the annex.

- What?

- I'll come visit you.

- Okay.

The annex it is.

I'll be sitting at your desk,

if that's okay with you.

- It's fine with me. Have fun.

But be careful.

It is very easy to get lost

in Pete's beautiful, dead eyes.

- Everyone, little breaking news for you.

[chuckles]

Just had a little chat with David Wallace

and, um, I'm taking a leave of absence from Dunder Mifflin

forever.

- Can't say we didn't see it coming,

but it's a sad day when anybody is fired,

and we're so sorry, Andy.

- Ah, ah, ah, ah. Andy was not fired.

- I wasn't fired.

[chuckling] What are you talking about?

I'm fired up, yes.

Guys, I'm--I'm leaving to pursue my lifelong dream

of being famous.

- Oh, Andy. [all mumbling]

- Yeah, so I'll see you on the red carpet!

[all mumble]

- Oh, Andy. [David claps]

- 'Cause see, that's how it works.

- Andy sings beautifully.

And he's really good at dancing.

He's a good speaker.

But there's just something there

you don't want to look at.

- Hey, how am I doing as your desk mate, by the way?

You probably miss Clark.

- Yeah, a little bit.

- Oh, wow. But, um--oh, I get that--

- Oh, no, no. No, it's cool.

- I get it. - It's cool, man.

I'm sure, uh, you and I will have our own thing.

- Yeah. Definitely.

Go Phillies, right?

You don't watch baseball. Keep forgetting that.

- I just think you going into this a little fast.

- I'm 38, Darryl. How much slower should I go?

- Show business is cold.

Let's say you get a job, which you probably won't.

They're not gonna cut you any slack.

You're meant for a job with lots and lots of slack.

- [chuckles]

All right. I get it.

The male is a funny species.

We don't just tell each other how we feel.

That's chick stuff.

So instead of saying, "Hey, Andy, I love you, man.

I don't want you to leave,"

you say something like,

"Hey, Andy, you're making the worst mistake of your life.

You're not talented."

Well...

right back at you, Darryl.

[knuckle cracks]

[sighs]

I'm gonna miss you, too.

[Andy grunts softly]

- Andy's from the generation

that thinks they should all be famous.

What happened to the generation

that knew you shut up, did your work,

and died quietly from a heart attack?

- Could Andy make it as an entertainer?

I don't know.

You know who's really funny?

This bird in the park that can't fly right.

I'd pay to see him.

But I don't have to, 'cause the park is free.

- He would be a great guest for a barbecue or a beach party.

I don't think he could get much bigger than that, though.

- He could be a clown at kids' parties.

Have you seen the clowns these days?

They don't make me laugh

the way clowns did when I was a kid.

both: Hai! Hai!

- I will now perform

the ceremonial changing of the belts.

- [shouting] He will now perform

the ceremonial changing of the belts!

- It's not a large room. I think they heard me.

- Take my belt, master.

I now submit to you every part of myself.

- That's really okay.

I'm mostly focused on the belt here.

- Just slip it off my-- slip it off my hips.

- Hold it-- take a step back.

Take a step back.

[sighs]

Okay, okay, I can't--

I can't do this if you're gonna be thrusting like that, okay?

I think we're gonna have to cut this off.

- He will now perform

the ceremonial cutting off of the belt.

He--oh.

- [sighs]

- Gah!

Hyah!

- Dwight has been practicing karate for years.

When we were dating,

I would help him with his strength training.

He would strap me to his chest

in a BabyBjorn made for fat children

and do lunges across the farm.

I felt like I was flying.

- There it is. [grunts] [applause]

- Congratulations. Good job. - We did it, we did it.

- Okay. - I-I love you.

- Okay. - Thanks.

[clears throat]

I will now perform my final kata forms.

You're going to watch me, right?

- Yes, okay. - [clears throat]

[shouting]

Sensei, you're not watching.

- Yeah, I'm watching. Just do it.

- [shouting]

[exhales sharply]

Ho! Ha!

Watching?

- I'm watching.

- [grunting] Watch this part, okay?

Huh, gah!

Gah!

Ha! Ha! [grunts]

- Oh!

- Sensei, do you generally do house calls like this?

- Uh, you can just call me Billy.

And no. No, but Dwight insisted.

He wanted to receive his black belt

in the place he loves most in the world.

- He said that?

[Dwight shouts]

He's an odd guy, isn't he? - Yes.

[Dwight shouts]

[leaves rustle]

Irritating? Also yes.

But I got to hand it to him.

He's one of the most tenacious

and determined men I've ever met.

- Hyah! Hah!

Hya!

[exhales sharply]

Ha--ah!

Uh!

[whispers] Kyah.

[Dwight growls softly]

[Dwight shouting]

- Oh!

I am so proud of you, schrooberry blue.

Mwah! [smooches] [both giggle]

- I really felt like I almost lost her.

And--and nothing is worth that.

- Well, I tell you, Jim,

a lot of guys in my circle?

They wouldn't even change their golf schedule

to shore up their marriage. [Jim chuckles]

Let alone their professional goals?

- Dude, there is no way that Jim is just back here

to "hang out" with Pam.

- [scoffs] You did not just say that.

You don't know Pam. She is really cool.

- All I'm saying is f-forget about my chair.

He wants the manager's chair.

And I thought you wanted that job.

- Yeah, I did.

But I made too many mistakes.

It's out of my reach now.

Besides, I think Jim would be a fine manager.

I'd be happy to see Jim as manager.

- So the reason I called you in here

is because Andy is moving on.

- Again.

- Again. [chuckles]

And I'm looking for a new manager.

And with his performance this year,

I have been considering Dwight.

Am I crazy?

- Not at all.

It should be Dwight.

- [sighs] You sure?

- You're going to want to invest

in a lot more liability insurance,

but, uh... - Yeah.

- Hey, if there's someone who loves paper more than Dwight,

I definitely don't want to meet that person.

- [chuckles]

[sighs]

- [knocks]

Andy, uh, we just wondered if we could have a word.

- It's now or never.

- Well, we just had a quick question

about this decision of yours.

You know, to leave a stable job

and pursue a career in the entertainment business.

In your late 30s,

with no savings to fall back on,

and no real connections in that business,

which can be competitive.

- Yeah, sure. What's your question?

- Oh. Our question is--

seems dumb.

- Well, it's better than sticking around here

and half-assing it, right?

- Of course.

But what if you were to stay here,

you know, and

"full-ass" it?

- Yeah. - Um, really give it a go?

Be the greatest manager in the history of this branch

and in that way,

achieve the fame and immortality that you seek?

Hmm?

- Nah. I like my plan better.

- No, Andy, your plan sucks, okay?

Nobody is going to hire you ever.

You're too character-y to be a lead,

and you're not fat enough to be a great character actor.

- What?

Do you think a mama bird is excited

to push her little baby bird out of the nest?

No, of course not.

It could break a wing or get eaten by a mountain lion.

But the baby bird has to do it.

Otherwise, I'll never become famous.

- No, I don't think he can make it as an actor.

But he also can't make it as an employee in an office,

so, you know, why not go nuts with it?

- Oh, Andy. [scoffs] He'll be huge.

I've seen all his movies.

They're very raw, very sexual.

All in Italian.

- He's a 38-year-old man with not much talent,

uh, no work ethic, and a high opinion of himself,

uh, so I don't think he should be an actor.

I think he should be in Congress.

Uh, but in all seriousness,

his acting career will be a failure.

- When you dream big, you're gonna scare some people.

You might even scare yourself.

But what's the alternative?

You just sit around, go to work every day,

get married, have a couple kids,

die happy?

What kind of life is that?

- Hey, are you still in charge of office supplies?

- Yes. Yeah.

- I seem to have a sticky note emergency,

where I grab it on the wrong end,

and then, this happens.

- Oh, boy, um--

- If you could help me out, that would be--

- I could give you some beginner stickies?

- Anything would help. Thank you.

- Okay. Here you go.

- Oh, also, while you're at it,

if you did have a salt packet, three tacks,

and some aspirin, that would be great.

Oh, wow. You have that. - Mm-hmm.

- Wow, that's-- - It's all yours.

- You come so prepared. - [chuckles]

- Aspirin. - [chuckles]

- If you want to get rid of a headache,

you sit on something sharp.

Any sensei will tell you that.

- Hey, congratulations on that black belt, man.

It's really great.

- Thank you.

So I saw you talking to Wallace earlier.

Is he going to offer you the manager's job?

- [clicks tongue] No.

He was maybe thinking of you for it.

- Yeah, right.

I'm afraid that ship has sailed.

- Wouldn't be too sure about that.

Just saying.

- [whistling]

- [whistling]

- Hello.

- Well, hello.

- Big day for you.

- Big day for you. - Thank you.

- Love the belt. - Oh, yes.

- You know, I don't know anything about karate,

but I have broken a few boards in my day.

- Hi-yah. - [chuckles]

Diving boards at my family pool in Reading.

I was an obese child.

I never talk about that here,

but Nard Dog's outta here, so lettin' it all hang out.

- This is exciting.

You're finally gonna get to go out and flap your wings.

- Thank you. I appreciate that.

'Cause a lot of people are saying I might not make it.

- Oh, I doubt you'll make it.

Very few do who try to be a star.

But listen, you've saved up enough money

to take a couple of years off,

and pursue your dream and have some fun, right?

- No, I just applied for more overdraft protection.

- Andy, I have nothing to gain from getting you to stay

and everything to gain from you leaving.

But please, I have known you for years.

I have seen you perform.

Dear god, don't quit your day job.

- [Cockney accent] Nuffing is impossible to him who will try.

[normally] Alexander the Great, if he were Cockney.

- You're bad.

- I'm gonna make it.

Every person who's been on "Conan"

has a crazy story about how they made it.

Every person.

Erin.

Honest Erin. Cannot tell a lie.

- Oh. - We lay together.

That's something you can't take back.

- So true.

Is there a question, or are--what?

- Will you tell me bluntly?

Do you think I'm making a terrible mistake

quitting my job to become an actor?

- Bluntly?

Yes. Huge mistake.

Andy, honestly, I think you might become homeless.

Or maybe even starve.

- Thank you.

The tough thing for me is that most of my ideas,

like, ever, have been bad.

Is this another bad idea?

Or have I finally run out of bad ideas

and this is actually my first great idea?

I think yes.

Which probably means no.

- You can stay on as a salesman, Andy.

- Thank you.

- [clears throat]

Dwight, could you come in here for a second, please?

- [whispers] Say it again.

- Will you be the new manager?

- Where?

- Where? - What branch?

- Here. Scranton.

Come on.

Come on, Dwight. Just get up.

Let's go. It's good news.

- I'm sorry.

I've just waited for this moment my entire life.

I mean, I was interim manager once,

but then I shot that gun.

- What?

- But this isn't interim manager.

No.

It's Dwight K. Schrute...

manager.

- Why do you already have this?

- In case Michael or Andy

ever got killed in a traffic accident

and there was a trade show on the same day.

You will not regret this decision, David.

- I know.

- [whispering] I will never, ever let you down.

- I know, Dwight.

I know.

[laughs]

Okay.

Okay. All righty.

- [takes deep breath] - You're gonna do great.

- Hey. - Wow, hey.

- Hi.

[exhales] - What's up?

- Um, I have a question. - Okay.

- Oh, I had a question.

- Really?

- I did!

- Yeah, totally, you did.

- Super important.

- I need you to stay right here while you think about it.

- Okay. - All right? I'm gonna wait.

- All right.

I did not come back here just to see you.

- No, I'm sure you did not.

[whispering] What was your question?

- I don't know,

but it might take me a long time to figure it out.

- Well, then, I should figure out

things to do while I'm waiting.

- Exactly.

[chuckles]

- Hey, everybody. I changed my mind.

Not leaving.

I'm gonna stay on in sales.

- Oh, thank god... [chuckles]

Because sales could be your best role yet.

- Hey. Good choice, man.

Seriously.

Don't wanna see you in a porn next year.

- Okay.

- Ooh, there's a great play about a salesman.

- "Death of a Salesman."

- I don't think so.

- Sure, "Death of a Salesman" by Arthur Miller.

It's a great play about crushed dreams.

- Mm, no, this one was written by SpongeBob SquarePants.

- [groans]

Got any hot leads?

- See, so you just push from under,

and turn it around, and boom.

Now the staple crimps outward.

- I had no idea.

And here, I've been stapling the same way for 20 years

like a frickin' sheep.

- Look who's back. - I'm back.

Oh! Hey, look. And now, it's like a double date.

- Wow. - [laughs]

- 'Cause, uh-- bop, bop.

Tweedle-lee-doo. - [sighs]

Actually, maybe we should go on a double date sometime.

That'd be fun.

- Yeah, we should do that for real sometime.

- Well, how about Thursday?

- Oh, well, Thursday's tough because--

- Weeknights are actually tough just because they're--

- They are. That's true. - Just forget it.

[chuckles] Forget I said anything.

- Oh.

- [mouths word]

- Attention, everyone. Just a quick announcement.

Little reconfiguration to the staff.

Dwight Schrute--

- David.

Can I just do one thing

while you're making this announcement?

And then, I'll never, ever do it again.

- I don't think so. - It's just one thing.

Just let me--let me do this-- - Don't--

Dwight, Dwight, Dwight. Come on.

what I was about to say is Dwight--

- And then I'll never do it-- [phone buzzing]

- What? - Oh.

I-I'm sorry, I gotta--

this'll be a second, sorry.

- Just straight-- send it to voice mail.

- Yeah.

- [groans]

Come on.

- Then we'll get him a new set of drums.

- Oh, my god.

[door closes] Oh, my god. Okay. [groans]

Dwight Schrute is manager!

[laughs] - Oh, yeah!

Yeah! - Whoo! [laughs]

- Brava, brava.

- Way to go, Dwight. - Whoo!

- Creed Bratton is the new manager!

[applause] - Congrats.

- What's going on?

- Dwight's the new manager.

He freaking did it.

- Congratulations, Dwight.

- Pam.

- Congratulations, buddy.

- Thank you, Jim.

- Congrats, Dwight.

- Get out of Jim's seat.

- Wha--but I fought for this seat.

- You're an annex kid.

You might be bullpen. We'll see.

Give it a couple years.

Scram.

- [scoffs]

- [sighs]

It's nice to have you back.

- So... - So...

- I wanted to offer you a new position.

- Let's hear it.

- Assistant regional manager.

- Nope. Can't accept that job.

- [sighs] - It's not a real job.

- Jim.

- I'll tell you what I could accept,

is assistant to the regional manager.

That is a real job, and one I'd be proud to take.

- Shake on it?

[blows raspberry] Done. Way to negotiate, idiot.

[scoffs and chuckles]

- Don't get me wrong.

I am definitely here for Pam.

But this is an awesome added bonus.

[keyboards clicking]

- So all the numbers adding up?

- Hey, I didn't get a chance to say it, but...

congratulations, Dwight.

[chuckles] - Thank you.

- Ahem. Yes, congratulations.

- Yeah.

and, Dwight, I'd like to be the first to say

congratulations.

- This is a big day for you.

- Hmm.

Yes, it is.

Carry on.

- How did I just abandon my dream so quickly?

It's 'cause I had a fallback. That's the problem.

When you have fallbacks, it's just easy to give up.

When Cortez landed in Mexico,

only way he got his men to defeat the Aztecs

was by burning all of his own boats

so they could never return home.

Huge dick move.

But very effective.

I need to be that same kind of dick to myself.

Everyone! [sighs]

Changed my mind again.

- Which is it now? Dream or no dream?

- Uh, dream.

Goin' with my dream.

Gotta go all-in. Ain't that right, Jim?

- Oh, don't look at me,

'cause I think you're making a terrible choice.

- All-in!

Whoo!

[receding footsteps]

Toby!

Hey. I changed my mind again.

I am gonna leave Dunder Mifflin to pursue acting after all.

- Okay, then, Andy. - Yeah.

But here's the thing.

I can't have good old Dunder Mifflin to fall back on,

or else I'll never succeed.

Gotta burn those boats!

So I need you to go into my file

and put down that I was fired for theft

and/or groping wieners.

- A-Andy, you know I can't do that.

That'd be lying.

- Seriously?

- Yeah, I'm-- - Come on, just do it.

- I can't. - All right, fine.

Just know that you made me do this.

- Oh, come on. Andy, no.

- God, Toby, don't-- stop blocking my hand.

- No, no.

- This is your-- you brought this on.

- No, no. Andy.

- Okay, all right. Groped you good.

Off to Hollywood!

- [sighs]

[phone rings]

- This is Angela.

Oh. [clears throat]

Hello, Miss Polodnikovski.

Uh, how can I help you?

Did my rent check not clear?

Because I just transferred another $25 to that account.

So if there's a problem, it's clearly on your end.

And--oh.

Oh. Oh, okay.

Good.

Then, um... [clears throat]

What is this about?

No, no. Hey, hey.

No, you are out of line, Miss Polodnikovski.

No. No, you are.

No, you are!

Evicted? Fine!

I don't want to live in that cesspool anyway!

[cabinet bangs]

Listen, I get my security deposit back.

Yes, I do. Ye--

that is not fair!

That is not fair! Well, you know what?

You have so many hairs on your chin,

the animal control should've taken you away.

[gasps] That is very unladylike.

You are disgusting!

[phone slams repeatedly]

- What do you think that was about?

- David.

I lost the Scranton White Pages account.

Do you have any idea how much paper that is?

And I'd just like to point out

I was mad at Dwight.

I did it out of spite.

- We put the past behind us, though, Andy.

- When have I told you I hate you and this company?

- Enough, Andy. Enough!

- Just stop forgiving me, David. Please?

This is my last chance to honor what is best inside myself.

What if I took a dump on your new car?

- Oh, my god.

- Eleanor Roosevelt once said,

"The future belongs to those

who believe in the beauty of their dreams."

[bleep].

I think she's right.

I feel calm now. - Get out!

Get out!

- I feel like for the first time in a long time,

I'm doing the right thing.

- Andy. - Yeah?

- What are you doing?

- Uh, heavy stuff like books on the bottom

so it won't squash my knickety-knacks on top.

- Yeah, okay, that's not what I mean.

[sighs]

You don't have to leave because you said you would.

Don't let pride ruin your whole life.

Okay?

It's not worth it.

- Wow. [chuckling] Angela.

What we had was great,

and, honestly, I think about it a lot too.

- Ugh.

- But I just-- it's in the past.

And I feel like we shouldn't... - No, that's not--

- Rehash-- - No, none--no, stop.

It's just-- [groans]

- Exactly. - Okay.

Well, have a good trip.

Good luck, Andy.

- Thanks, Angela. You too.

- Thanks.

A-bridge a-burnt.

No turning back now.

Everybody, Lorelei and I

would like to say thank you and goodbye

the only way we know how.

- Oh, good Lord.

- Can't you just leave?

- You know, Andy, you could just

say a really nice goodbye.

- Tuna, I'm a performer, and perform, I shall.

[Sarah McLachlan's "I Will Remember You" playing]

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? I will remember you ?

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? Will you remember me? ?

? Don't let your life ?

? Pass you by ?

? And weep not for the memories ?

? Remember all the good times ?

? That we had ?

? I let them slip away from us ?

? When things got bad ?

? How clearly I first saw you ?

? Smilin' in the sun ?

? Want to feel your warmth upon me ?

? I wanna be the one ?

? 'Cause I will remember you ?

- You okay?

- It's just a really nice song.

- ? Will you remember me? ?

? Don't let your life ?

? Pass you by ?

? And weep not for the memories ?

? Don't let your life ?

? Pass you by ?

? And weep not for the memories ?

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[applause]

- Awesome.

- [groans] - Nice!

- [laughing] - Thanks, Meredith.

Mwah. - Who knows?

Maybe Andy will make it.

He's not terrible. - Yeah.

And people worse than him make it all the time.

Like Lil' Romeo.

- No, he's good.

- He was good. - [sighs]

- [sighs]

Good night, Kevin. - Night, Oscar.

- Tents?

Are you thinking of going camping?

I thought you found nature vulgar.

- Well, I've changed my mind.

- [whispering] Wait a minute, Angela.

You're not thinking of living in a tent?

- Oh, god, would you just mind your own business?

- Okay, listen. I'm just gonna say this.

You are not going to live in a tent.

- Oh, god.

- Come stay with me.

- You don't want me at your place.

- I do. Yes.

Not forever, but u-until you get back on your feet,

which won't be long.

It's the least I can do.

- Well...

- Separate bathrooms.

- Thank you.

- You're welcome.

Let's go get Phillip.

Then we'll get your stuff. - Okay.

- And get the hell out of that place.

- Okay.

- Are you allowed to have pets?

- Oh, Angela.

- Yesterday, I was just your average,

ordinary paper salesman

with a farm and a bunch of pipe dreams about beet fuel.

Today, I leave here a regional manager with a black belt.

Ah!

It really is amazing how your life can change

in one day.

[sighs]

- You talk to Wade and Colin?

- No, I just saw I missed their call.

Why? What's up?

- We got a offer on the table.

- What kind of offer? - A buyout.

- What? - We're in play, baby.

- Oh, my god.

- We did it. - We did it!

[laughs] - Hey, and look.

The buyers wanna make sure it's not just a Philly play.

- Okay. - So get this.

They're gonna pay for us to go pitch out west.

We talking Spurs, the Jazz, Cowboys.

Blake Griffin, baby.

- Wow, that is... - Yeah.

- Wow. - We did it.

- Yeah, we did it. - [laughs]

Hey, how long--how long do they think that's gonna take?

- Wade said we could do the whole country in three months.

- Oh, man.

Yeah, I can't do it.

- Can't do what?

- This, man. I--

I can't do this to Pam.

- No, no. Jim, this is different.

This is everything. - [chuckles] I know.

And I-- I can't do it.

[sighs]

- [exhales deeply]

So is your place all bachelor, slobby, and gross?

- Nope, it's neat and tastefully appointed

like most gay men's homes.

The stereotype holds up.

- I wouldn't know. I never lived with a gay guy.

- Angela, you just

were--

- [sobbing] I love him.

- I know. - [sobbing]

- I understand more than most,

but we both have to move on.

You--you can't--c--

- No, not the senator.

I love Dwight.

[Angela sobbing]

- [softly] Hey.

[cheerful music]

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