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There is nothing wrong,
nor will there ever be wrong

with any Sabre printers,
case closed.

Michael Scott, as seen on TV.

[high-pitched voice]
I saw you on the news

and I want to pinch
your tiny wiener.

- [normally] It's Packer.
- Oh!

Pac-Man,
I thought you were a girl!

Apparently,
there are allegations

that Sabre printers
can cause a fire.

So they ask me to give
a statement to the press.

I'm like, "What? All right."
So I do it.

It's on TV last night
and it's in the paper today

and it's online

and then I call Froggy 98.7,

their request line,

and I talk to the host about it
on the air.

It's like come on, people. Enough.

So check this.

I told you about
my landlord's knockers, right?

Whoa, whoa, whoa.
Another comment's coming up.

Don't you hang up on me, Michael.

I gotta go.

"I lost 25 pounds using
this one ancient trick."

Oh, well congratulations
on losing all the weight.

You'll never believe
who this is.

Oh!

People, all right.
Everybody, we are at DEFCON 5!

I am officially the second
most-watched clip of the day

on the WBRE news site.

What's number one?

Oh, that teacher
who was wrongfully accused

of being a pedophile.

Now, we cannot
let the pedophile win again.

I would like you all
to go to the website

and watch my clip 11 times.

So instead of working,
you want--

- Yes, yes.
- Okay.

Come on.
[overlapping chatter on PCs]

Get it up.

That's what--

let's do it.
[overlapping chatter on PCs]

Oh, did you see this report
that the zoo got a baby otter?

- It's on the same site.
- [chuckles] Aw.

It's kissing its mommy.

Michael,
you have to see this.

This is, like,
the cutest thing ever.

[laughter]

They're like
little sea nard dogs.

Really?
A baby otter?

Okay, um, count me in as
who cares?

It's not even that interesting,
a baby otter.

It can't even stand up.

It's trying to stand up.

[sighs]

[whimpers softly]

[chuckling]
There it goes.

[upbeat music]

♪ ♪

Dunder Mifflin, this is Erin.

- Excuse me.
- Please hold.

Hi, thanks for holding.

Oh, I'm sorry.
Let me transfer you.

Dunder Mifflin.
This is Erin.

Hi, Erin.
It's Kevin.

Listen, we need some more
chewy Sweet Tarts.

Kevin, there are so many
in there.

I'm sorry.
I'm just really busy right now.

Right, listen.

There's not many purple and
red ones, and they're the best.

The yellow ones are disgusting.

- They get--
- All right, can you hold?

Well, they're pretty good,

but the purple ones
are much fruitier.

Howdy.

I hope I'm not
interrupting anything.

Jo, we were not
expecting you.

Y'all, no doubt,
know why I'm here.

No.

Turns out our printers
are famous.

We're all over the news.

It's an interesting story.

Cheap, foreign printers...
attacking innocent Americans?

Well actually, the real story
idn't quite as racy.

But, uh...

let's give it a go.

Jo, I think that
I know what happened.

I'm not sure you do,
teddy bear.

Well, now I think
I might not.

Not long ago, we discovered a
defect in one of our printers,

so we got a software patch
and fixed it right up.

[snaps fingers]
Just like that.

I don't know how it works.

Just as we were about to

send out a letter
to our affected customers

giving 'em free toner,
and we keep 'em happy.

But somebody here,

they liked that first story better,

the one where
we lose half our clients

for no damn good reason!

Whoever it was that talked
to the press...

- Jo...
- Just come forward please.

Jo, I can assure you
it was no one in this office.

- Can you now?
- Absolutely.

Anyone who talked to the press,
please raise your hand.

But your hand up, Norma Rae.

[softly] If you say anything,
so help me God,

I'll break off
the temples of your glasses

and stick 'em
in your eye sockets.

So unfair.

Even if I thought that our
printers killed baby seals,

I would not be a whistleblower.

The Bernards, for generations,
have silenced whistleblowers.

It's how we made all our money.

Woody Guthrie
wrote a song about us.

♪ Old Mr. Bernard,
old Mr. Bernard ♪

♪ Who have you silenced
today? ♪

♪ There's a whistleblower
in the backyard ♪

♪ Old Mr. Bernard, old Mr.-- ♪

It's a great song.

Well, we all think
that it was Andy,

but you won't catch me
acting on it.

And nobody can get in trouble
for their private thoughts.

Can they?

It's a little form, says,
"I did not do it."

There is no reason
for anyone here to sign this,

because I know everything there
is to know about these people.

I know
when their birthdays are,

I know what their favorite kind
of cake is,

I know what color streamers
they like.

All that's just birthday
information, Michael.

Yes, yes,
but it shows a bigger picture.

Why don't you come with me?

We'll start out
with the honcho.

- What you say?
- Okay.

When Mama
was working as a prison guard

and something went missing,
she'd ask one question:

"What do we do
when we find the guilty party?"

And if they said,
"Come down on 'em

with that swift hammer
of justice," innocent.

A clear conscience
don't need no mercy.

But if they said,
"Officer Bessie, well,

they may have had a reason.
Blah, blah, blah, blah."

Well, nine times out of ten,
that's the anus they checked.

So say we catch
this whistleblower,

what do you think
I should do with 'em?

We should give him a one-way
ticket to Montego Bay.

Where they keep
all the al-Qaeda.

Uh, that's Guantanamo Bay.

Yes.

You put him in jail
for a long time,

put him in jail for
as long as you can.

And you know what you hope?

You hope that
while they're in there,

some terrible, terrible things
happen to them.

You know what?

Maybe at some point, they get
shivved in the machine shop.

Oh, it's okay.

You feel very passionate
about this.

Well, Jo, I am,

and I'm barely passionate
about anything.

Somebody betrayed this company,
and they deserve to suffer.

And I think I know who did it.

Okay, let's wrap it up.
Who?

Yonkers.

Someone
at the Yonkers branch?

Whole damn branch.

Were party to it.
I would bet you anything.

Oh.

See that painting
right there?

Yeah.

There used to be a beautiful
painting that hung on that wall

that came with this furniture,

and I think that Yonkers
came in

and switched out that painting
for this crappy Monet.

Are you sure that happened?

Oscar saw 'em do it.

You know what else
Yonkers did?

They repainted
the accounting area

in the middle of the night.

They stole
Kevin's farting machine.

[chuckles]

And they were the reason

I was unable to come
to work on Monday.

[growling sarcastically]
Yonkers.

Well, I guess
we're all right, Michael.

I want these people
to really pay.

- I want 'em to suffer.
- Mm-hmm.

I'd prefer it if they died.

'Cause it's not right.

- Yeah.
- Okay.

Who did this?

Someone tell me who did this.

Sorry.
None of us are snitches.

You guys think
I've never been hazed before?

Check out
Bernard vs. Sigma Chi.

Turns out, an atomic wedgie
is felony assault.

By the way, great job

picking a word
that's super easy to nard-ify.

Hey, Dwight.

Hey, IT Guy.

You mind if I get in there
for a second?

Oh, sure thing.
Go ahead.

[clears throat]

- Just--
- Whoa! Gah!

[groans]
Dwight, what the hell?

Apache persuasion hold,
that's the hell!

What are you doing
to my computer?

The lawyers are
searching our hard drives

for information on the leak.

Thanks a lot, Big Brother.

You're with Big Brother?

Okay, go ahead.
I got nothing to hide.

Wait, are they searching
all our computers?

Yeah.

I already got to yours, Kev.

No, that's cool.
Some--

sometimes I run.

I'm a runner.

Everybody knows it was Andy.

And it is not fair
for us all to take the fall

for his big, stupid mouth.

Ridiculous, Angela.

And like I'm gonna believe
one of his spurned lovers.

Look, he's been complaining
about this for a while.

It's not crazy.

Ugh.

Okay, Dwight.

Hold that thought.

I don't want
to waste your time,

and I wouldn't dare waste mine.

I didn't do it.

Now, I don't know exactly
who did it,

but I have a list right here.

You should fire
the following people.

Well,
I'm inclined to believe you.

Why would
I disparage a company

that has made me rich
beyond my wildest dreams?

Yeah, I've noticed
you've had a great year.

- Good boy.
- [chuckles]

You turning that money
into more money?

Are you referring to alchemy?

I don't like to tell a man
what to do with his money,

but if you ain't investing
in property,

then you're
dumber than a dummy.

I'm not dumb.
I'm smart.

Well, buy property.
That's my advice.

Is there something that
you would like to say to me?

- Uh--
- About talking to the press?

- I didn't do that.
- Mm-hmm.

Okay?
I--I--

didn't do it.

I don't believe you.

I swear on the graves
of my parents,

- who aren't even dead yet.
- That's a little much.

All right, all right,
all right.

I don't care.
That's how much I swear.

Okay, I believe you,
I believe you.

How come no one's
giving Darryl any crap?

He was more bothered about it
than me.

Did you tell anyone
outside of this office

that the printers
were catching on fire?

- Yeah, I did.
- Ugh.

I was talking to this girl
at a bar.

Oh, no, no, no.

I think she could
sense my sadness,

and I found till later she--

she's a copy editor
at the "Trib."

Oh, my God.

Was she cute?

No.

Oh, God, Darryl!

I basically swore up and down

that none of my employees
did it,

and then I find out that
one of my best ones did.

And now he's probably gonna
get fired for it.

And if that is not
poetic justice,

I don't know what is.

[indistinct chatter]

[laughing]
And I said, "No,

"but you get that thing
off my plate.

I like what I like
and I order what I order."

Michael?

[mouth full]
Yeah?

[mouth full]
Yes?

Have you ever heard
of that Blue Corn Café?

[mouth full]
Yes. It's really good.

[sighs and mumbles]

[softly inhales deeply]

[sighs]

What's the opposite of these?

I'll make you some chili.

I hate it...

when I know that
I am 100% right about something

and it turns out
that I'm totally wrong.

Like, when I was sure

that there was this "X-Man"
character named Bonehead,

and...

I thought it was played
by Damon Wayans

and then I lost $100.

At least this,
I'm not losing any money.

Darryl's probably
still gonna get fired, but...

[sighing]
I don't know.

Um...

so am I in trouble?

Not if you can tell me
what 500 pictures

of your own behind
are doing on your computer.

Yeah, well...

but you're gonna think
that I'm weird.

That is a danger.

I have always had
an awesome butt.

The ladies, they love it,

so I will do whatever it takes
to keep it.

So every day, I take a picture
of my own butt

to make sure that it doesn't
go the way of the rest of me.

It's crazy.

One day,
I just looked in the mirror

at the rest of me
and I was like...

"Well, how did this happen?"

He shouldn't have
to go through this.

Nobody should.

Well, someone should.

It was me.

What was you?

- You were the leak?
- Okay.

I'm talking to this woman
at daycare...

Uh-huh.

She's telling me all about
her amazing trip to Vietnam...

- Mm-hmm?
- I have nothing.

I tell her our printers
catch on fire spontaneously.

- Why'd you do that?
- Her husband's a reporter.

Yeah.

So now everyone hate Andy
and it's this whole mess

and I don't know what to do.

Okay, just relax.

Just need to relax.

I could tell Jo.

Or I could tell Michael.

[snaps fingers]
This is a very good idea.

This is good.

Let's get
all the bad ideas out now.

Flush 'em out so
we never have to revisit them.

What do you want me to do?
I feel bad for Kevin.

It's probably in there

telling her everything
he thinks she wants to hear.

So we're good.

It's a business, right?

I turn them
into Kevin's Coasters.

Like Kevin Costner,
except instead of movies,

I make coasters out of my butt.

I have a website
and everything.

My friends loved them,
and they're all early adopters.

Thank you, Kevin.

That'll be... all.

- Okay.
- Okay.

- Thank you.
- [sheepishly] Yeah.

You leaked it?

I don't know what to do.
Do I go tell Jo or--

I don't want everyone to keep
blaming the wrong person.

I don't know what
the best plan is, Pam.

Oh, God.

My mind is going
a mile an hour.

- That fast?
- [groans]

Two whistleblowers!

Two.

I always thought Darryl and Pam
might get me fired

for something I said.

And do you know anyone
who might be a reporter

or who might know a reporter?

Answer me this, Pam.

Are you a reporter?

- No.
- Hmm.

Michael, uh,
I can handle this.

I'm sure you got plenty else
to do.

Well, I know Pam very well.

I think I can make her crack.
Right, Pam?

- [chuckles] Yeah.
- Pam...

do you have an alibi?

Did you go to the movies
with your husband?

Is that your alibi?
Is that what you did?

Just say a movie title.

Say any movie title,
and you are scot-free.

"A Serious Man."

That's not a movie,
that is a type of man.

- [Michael sighs]
- Michael.

Yes?

Would you let
the two of us talk, please?

I didn't do it.

Okay, we're just going around
and around here.

Maybe there was no leak.

God, I wish
I had a time machine

so I could just
go forward in time

until this whole thing
blows over.

[sighs]

Sounds like you were
as blindsided by this as I was.

I was.

And we didn't find anything
on your computer.

- Good.
- Except this.

Oh, wow.
This is, uh,

just a mystery novel
that I've been working on.

I know what it is.
I skimmed the first chapter.

I'm just curious.

Why would a man
who hates people

want to have a relationship
with a maid?

Oh, I don't know.

- Uh--
- The way I look at it,

there's only one
of two reasons.

He knows a secret about her
that she dudn't know herself

or he wants to use her services
to mop after a murder.

Oh, yes.

Write your own damn novel.

- [Michael knocks on desk]
- [softly] Yeah.

I weirdly know exactly
what you're saying to me.

So I'll see you in
Meredith's van in five minutes.

Yeah, you didn't need
to actually say that.

I have never seen
so many parking tickets.

All right,
this is just messed up.

No.
You know what's messed up?

This situation
all up in hee-yah

is what's messed up.

We need to brainstorm.
We need to get out of this.

Brain hurricane.
Come on, think.

- What do we got?
- Um...

[door opens]

Hey, guys.
Sorry I'm late.

- We're not going for yogurt.
- It's okay. She's cool.

She also whistle-blew.

Guys, I couldn't help it.
It is so boring where we work.

I mean, it's as interesting
as a morgue.

It might be less interesting
than a morgue.

Hey, hey!

It's as interesting
as a morgue.

Of course I'm the leak.
I think I tweeted it.

I can't control
what I say to people.

I spend the whole day talking.

I mean, I video chat,
I Skype,

I text, I tweet,
I phone, I WUPHF.

WUPHF is a site
that I'm launching

to be the last word
in social networking.

For just $12.99 a month,

WUPHF links up
all your communication portals

so you are always
within reach.

It's part of the dog pack,
as I call it.

But look,

why tell you
when I can show you?

I just sent myself a WUPHF.

Ryan, you have a WUPHF
on line one.

Thank you, Erin.

WUPHF!

Okay, here's what we do.

I say we just
smash all the computers.

We destroy the evidence.
No evidence, no case.

Wouldn't we get fired
for smashing all the computers?

No.
Okay, not all the computers.

Just our computers.

That idea sucks.

I don't think
that's a good idea.

- Mm-mm, mm-mm.
- Just don't say no!

Come up with something better.

Oh my God, I can't believe
I didn't think of this.

We all get dressed up
in our hottest outfits,

we go to Vegas,
we take on different personas,

and we win all the money back
in blackjack.

But we don't owe any money.

@PamHalpert, stop shooting
down my awesome ideas.

Mike, you know you don't have
to turn us all in.

All you need is one scapegoat.

Uh, if you turn me in,
I'm turning in Darryl.

That's just what we need,
another Black man in prison.

- You know, let's just--
- Nobody's doing to prison.

Okay?
Um...

all right, Michael?

You need to convince Jo
to go easy on us.

And then we'll all confess
once we know our jobs are safe.

Okay, you can count on me.

Let me give you a hand.

Ready?

- [grunting]
- Got it?

Oh, shoot.
You got it?

Got it?
No, no.

Dwight Schrute.

The property you're
looking at is in great shape.

By the way, it has a
very spacious basement office.

Basement office?

You mean like a lair?

[whispering]
Hey, Jo.

[warmly]
Michael.

[whispering] I was thinking
about our little leak problem.

I was up all lunch
thinking about

what we should do
to this individual.

You know that
I think we should do?

We make 'em come to work,
and we work 'em.

And we make 'em sit next to all
the people they screwed over.

And--and we pay 'em,

but we make 'em feel like

they did something
really wrong.

The one question I have is,

do we give 'em
a Christmas bonus?

I say...

yes, it's Christmas.

But right after,

they're back
in the thick of it.

Michael Scott...

what do you know?

What?

[normally]
It doesn't matter what I know.

If it dudn't matter,
then tell me.

Why?

Because I want to deal
with it the way I deal with it.

Well, deal with this.

Empathize with me
for a moment.

I came up here
with a big problem,

and now I got
a branch manager

who's giving me
the silent treatment.

Speak to me.

Speak.

[dog barks]

- Come with me.
- What?

Are you leaving?
Oh, my.

Should I continue
with the investigation?

Are you gonna kill me?

[Jo chuckles]

I just need you
to come by later

- and sign a few forms.
- Okay.

What time works for you?

Mr. Schrute,
what time works?

Cancel it.

I want you to make an offer
at 1725 Slough Avenue.

Make 'em an offer
they can't refuse.

No, on second thought,
lowball 'em.

Don't call me
till you have it.

But--

Are we going someplace
far away?

I know you said no questions, but...

I have an early dinner
that I need to get to.

With the chief of police.

Um--all right.

Uh-uh.

We're not going anywhere.

Oh, it's not iced tea.

I'm very relieved to learn
it wasn't you.

All right, uh...
Stan, you're up.

It wasn't me.

What a rich timbre
your voice has.

Okay, I am prepared
to conclude the investigation.

And?

You did it.

What?
Based on what?

Uh,
just all the evidence.

And it really seems like
it was you.

Can we all agree to say
that it was Andy for now

and sit with it,
see how it feels?

- All right. Sounds good.
- Okay.

Guys, I think that seems
a little unfair.

I mean, I feel like we don't
definitely know it was Andy.

Yeah, you know?

I mean, for all we know,
it could have been...

Jim.

Really?

Doesn't your old roommate
work in news?

Yeah, but I mean,
I haven't seen him in years.

I may have called him
last week,

but we just talked sports,
kids, printers, the economy.

Why are you
rubbing your chin?

I'm not.

Oh, my God.
Are you kidding me?

How's mommy group, Pam?

[softly]
It's good, it's good.

Well, let's think.

Who truly has something
to gain from this?

Exactly nobody.

So the real question is

who takes pleasure
from being a tattletale?

- [Erin gasps]
- When would I have the time?

I do the work of three people.

[Erin gasps]

Yeah, does anyone else
have any other theories?

I heard Phyllis
talking to Bob Vance about it.

Hey, how do you
hear anything?

You're always asleep.

Well, I think that
the real question is...

who is the whistleblower?

[sighing]
Oh, just--

I may have heard
from an old client,

and I may have immediately
started spreading the news

to other clients
and potential clients, yeah.

But I'm not here
talking about that.

I'm here to talk about Suck It.

Suck It--

- Michael--
- I have rights.

Let's just talk.

I'm not gonna
tell you anything.

Mm-hmm.
Tell me about something else.

Anything?

Whatever you're thinking.

I am thinking that

when I told you I wasn't going
to tell you anything

that you got over that
pretty fast.

Honey, you don't seem like
your normal self.

Well, I'm going through
a little bit of a rough patch.

Mama Jo knew
there was something up.

The whole year, actually.

My favorite restaurant
closed down.

Oh, I hate that.

And my new favorite
restaurant sucks.

[sighs]

I bought a video camera
last year

and I was looking
at the tapes

and there were only, like,
12 minutes

that I felt was worth taping
the whole year.

And most of that was just birds
in my condo complex.

What is that?

And I miss Holly.

Who's Holly?

Holly Flax
from the Nashua branch.

Best H.R. rep that
Dunder Mifflin has ever seen.

It's not been a blockbuster
year for me financially.

My Blockbuster stock is down.

Gabe, I told you
all about the printers.

I mean,
it could be you, Gabe.

- The man has a point.
- Yes, it's totally obvious.

I think we all can agree that
it's either Gabe or Angela.

It's Angela.
Get 'er, boys.

Hey, guys.
Uh, sorry to interrupt.

I just wanted to say goodbye
to everyone.

Through Teach for America,
I'm gonna go down to Detroit

and teach inner-city kids
about computers.

Uh, not now.

Oh, yeah. It's just my
friends are in the car waiting,

so I thought I would--

Fellas,
what's this guy's name again?

I don't know.
Is it Shadow or Garth?

It's something weird.
I--

My name is Nick.

Okay, well, "Nick,"
we're in a meeting.

Okay, look, I get it, people.

I'm the lame IT guy
and everybody hates me.

Hey, listen, man.
You can't take it personally.

You call me man?

I just said my name just now.
Did you forget it already?

[chuckling]
No...

sport.

[sighs] You guys
have 15 parties a week.

You can't learn my name?

Hey, hey, hey, hey,
hey, hey, hey, hey, IT guy.

Here's the story, champ.

None of us have spent a lot of
time getting to know you, okay?

We like the last guy, Sadiq,
because he kept to himself.

And we also thought
he might've been a terrorist.

You know what?

I'm gonna leave you
with one other thought

Inner-city kids use computers
for two things:

games and porn.

So good luck wasting your life, Lurch.

Thank you so much for that.

I saw all your hard drives,
and guess what?

You're not a photographer.

And you definitely
can't fit into a size two.

And you write creepy,
flirty emails to your stepson.

Darryl, man,
you're on Facebook.

Why you been telling people
you're not on Facebook?

- What?
- Hey.

People want
to be your friend, man.

All right?
And you, this guy...

you're the one
who told the press.

You wrote an email
to the editor.

I saw it, and I also
saw a QuickTime movie

of your little printer
fire test on your hard drive.

This guy's the snitch.
He's the snitch.

So that's it.
Check it out.

We're gonna believe
that guy?

Picture this.

Kid goes out to print out
his very first report card,

goes to show is parents,

report card's on fire.

Everyone's on fire.

Everyone dies.

And the report card?

It was all As.

You ever play shuffleboard,
Michael?

You know what?

I keep trying,
but Nana and her friends,

they got such a clique.

It's a very interesting sport

because you can't just
get ahead.

Right.

You gotta
knock other people off, too.

Right.

And to take other down.
That's the game.

Mm-hmm, mm-hmm.

And to make an analogy,
it's like business.

Shuffleboard is like business,
because in business,

you have
to shuffle stuff around

so you don't get bored.

- Mm-hmm.
- Right?

When I was growing up,
there was nothing better

than being a big,
ol' business tycoon.

Mm.

And I thought
I'd break that glass ceiling.

I'd be a hero to all
those little girls out there...

and they'd make a Barbie
out of me.

Mm.

[sighs] I hate
that I sell cheap printers.

I do.

But if I have to go out there
in front of the press

and make one of them
public-apology recalls,

I mean...

that's all
I'll ever be remembered for.

Nobody will want to play
with my Barbie.

You know, I would be willing,
under the right circumstances,

to do that for you.

Oh, honey.
Surely you don't want that.

I-I surely do.

And don't call me honey.

[both laugh]

"Airplane 2."

[Jo chuckles]

[high-pitched voice]
I have come to the conclusion

Sabre Corporation may be
overlooking certain safety--

That's--that's
that singing salesman.

- What is his name?
- [sighs] Toby.

No, that ain't Toby.

- I knew it!
- Why...

I cannot wait to can this guy.

Wait, wait, wait. Okay.

If you fire Andy, I quit.

Oh, don't, Michael.

Don't make me take you up
on that.

We've been through a lot.

The last time you visited,
today, on the plane.

That's gotta count
for something.

Michael,
here's how it has to go down.

No, no, no, no. Stop, stop.
Here's how it has to go down.

I'm the boss.

I'm not a secretary,
I'm not a receptionist,

I'm not in sales anymore,
I am not a warehouse guy,

I am the boss,
and I set the tone.

I do.

I'm the one who has to decide

what is important
and who is important,

and I think Andy is important.

- You love this guy.
- I'm keeping him.

And you need to stop
blaming everybody else

for the fact that you went out

and bought some cheap,
Chinese crap.

And you need to renegotiate
some good Chinese crap.

Korean!

No, Chinese.

It's very different.

You need to fire
the exploding printers.

Get in the car.

Are you gonna fire him?

Shut up.

You're not--
not gonna fire him.

I'm about to buy
this building, you know.

You don't say.

I own a 1/8th share
on a rental property

down in Pittston.

Well,
I'm 1/8th proud of you.

[Dwight chuckles]

Enjoy that chair for now...

because pretty soon
you will be on your feet,

like Buckingham Palace.

Is this glass bulletproof?

Hmm?

Why's it so hot in here?

Well, the wind whips in
every time someone enters.

Well, wear
an extra pair of socks.

It's like throwing a
handful of pennies out the door

every time it opens.
[scoffs]

Hey, Phyllis,
have you seen my bag?

Mm.

You deserve it.

Look, I didn't want houses
and schools to burn down

and children to die.

Does that make me a hero?

No, it does not!

Well, it doesn't make me the
worst guy in the world either.

It does!

- Andy?
- Hey.

I wanted to say that I think
it was very brave of you

to go to the press.

Uh...

thanks.

Yeah, you know...

it just seemed like
the right thing to do.

Yeah.

"We at Sabre
have betrayed the trust

"that we have built
with our customers.

"We regret our slow response

"and our lapse in candor
and judgment.

"At this time,
we are issuing a full recall

"of all Sabre GH400 printers.

"We will not rest
until this problem is solved.

There will be no questions."

Are there any questions?

Is the company
admitting full liability?

No comment.

How can you
not have a comment?

There are no comments
at this juncture.

Doesn't answer
any of our questions.

No comment.

How can you not
have a comment?

No questions at this time.

Anything else?

[camera shutter clicks]

Hey, I appreciate
you reading that statement.

You looked pretty up there.

That was fun.

I hope your rough patch
ends soon.

Thanks.
Today helped.

Well, give a shout
if I can brighten your life.

Okay.

Hey, you could transfer Holly
back from Nashua.

Let me see what I can do.