The Injury - The Office (Season 2, Episode 12)
Original Air Date: January 12, 2006
Pam receives a call from Michael saying he's injured. Pam offers to call him an ambulance, but Michael insists
he justs needs a ride to work. Jim puts Michael on speakerphone and asks him to repeat what happened. Michael
says he burned his foot on his George Foreman grill.
Quote: “I enjoy having breakfast in bed. I like waking up to the smell of bacon, sue
me. And since I don't have a butler, I have to do it myself. So, most nights
before I go to bed, I will lay six strips of bacon out on my George Foreman
grill. Then I go to sleep. When I wake up, I plug in the grill. I go back to
sleep again. Then I wake up to the smell of crackling bacon. It is delicious,
it's good for me; it's the perfect way to start the day.”
Dwight, without question, races out of the office to go get Michael. Michael wanted anyone but Dwight
to pick him up.
Before Dwight can get out of the parking lot, he crashed into a pole. He stumbles out of the car and
vomits. He continues on to Michael's house.
When Michael finally arrives, he requests that everyone just treat him normally and that no one freak out
about his foot. When he doesn't get treated the way he imagined, he explains that normal means, any way you
would treat a seriously ill family member. Dwight starts to show some odd behavior promting some of the staff
to think that he may have seriously hurt himself in the accident.
Dwight notices the mp3 player Pam is playing with and begins to give her tips on where to get music, etc... He
is actually making sense and not being at all like Dwight. He's telling funny jokes and being normal.
Michael complains to his mom that no one in the office is taking care of him.
Later, Dwight openly flirts with Angela in the breakroom. He says she's sweeter than candy.
Dwight then starts to display odd behavior such as calling Creed, Dad. And during a question and answer
session he had his head raised without knowing it. Dwight then collapses on his desk and Jim urges that they
take him to the hospital. Michael is upset that Dwight is getting all the attention. Michael gives in
and Michael, Jim and Dwight head to the hospital.
While trying to get Dwight into the elevator, he falls onto the couch. Jim sprays him with a water bottle to wake
him up. Once in the car, Dwight finds a liquor bottle in the back seat (of Meredith's van) and begins to drink.
Jim squirts him with water again. When Michael and Dwight begin to fight, Jim squirts them both. It's soooooo funny.
Michael tries to get the doctor to admit that a foot injury is worse than a head injury but is unable to do so.
The doctor orders a CAT scan and Michael asks if he can put his foot in too,
but the doctor says with a burn, you just look at the skin and see whether it’s
red and swollen. “That’s what she said,” quips Dwight. The doctor laughs and
Michael is pissed that Dwight stole his joke.
Jim calls Pam to let her know that Dwight is going to be alright. Angela is peering into Pam's workspace to
listen in, but Pam catches her and Angela disappears. Pam then goes to "Oscar" to tell him Dwight's condition.
This puts Angela at ease.
Best Funny Quotes From The Office - The Injury
…Lord of the Rings trilogy, if you see it back to back, it’s really long. But it’s good.
off camera Yeah, that’s right.
Dunder Mifflin, this is Pam.
Pam! It’s Michael. Help me! I need help right now.
Michael, what’s wrong?
I’m hurt, I have hurt myself. Oh my God!
Ok, wait wait wait wait…
Ungh, this is not looking good Pam!
Michael, do you need me to call an ambulance?!
No, I want you to pick me up.
What’s going on?
Wait a second, I thought you said that you were hurt.
I am hurt. I hurt my foot.
I’m sorry? Pam.
What is going on?
I want to come to work. But I need you to come and pick me up. Jim lunges across Pam’s desk and puts Michael on speakerphone
Hey, whoa, Michael…
It’s, okay, it’s Jim. Just say again, uh, really loudly what happened.
OK, buhhhh, I burned my foot very badly on my Foreman Grill and I now need someone to come and bring me into work.
You burned your foot on a Foreman Grill?
I enjoy having breakfast in bed. I like waking up to the smell of bacon, sue me. And since I don’t have a butler, I have to do it myself. So, most nights before I go to bed, I will lay six strips of bacon out on my George Foreman Grill. Then I go to sleep. When I wake up, I plug in the grill, I go back to sleep again. Then I wake up to the smell of crackling bacon. It is delicious, it’s good for me. It’s the perfect way to start the day. Today I got up, I stepped onto the grill and it clamped down on my foot… that’s it. I don’t see what’s so hard to believe about that.
Pam, could you come get me?!
Uh, I have to stay here and answer the phone.
Ok, could someone come and get me please, Ryan?
Michael, you should stay home and rest.
There’s no toilet paper here. Could Ryan… tell Ryan to bring toilet paper. Could you tell ’em that?
Can you hop?
I tried hopping, Kevin, and I bumped my elbow against the wall and now my elbow has a protruberance.
panicked No one wants to pick me up!?
silence, Dwight enters the office What is going on? What is going on?
Michael, is, um, sick and he wants one of us to rescue him.
I’m not sick! I’m burned!
I’m coming Michael!
I’m gonna save you!
Don’t… is that Dwight? I do not want Dwight.
Hold on Michael! I am coming! Wait there!
I don’t want Dwight!
Michael, why don’t you call your girlfriend?
I don’t have a girlfriend.
But you said that you went out with her this weekend.
It was all made up. Just someone come, ok? Anyone. Anyone but Dwight.
sounds of a car crash What was that…
What was that?! everyone runs to Michael’s office window
He hit the pole!
It’s broken right, he can’t…
Oh my gosh.
Oh Dwight, Dwight, Dwight pukes on his back windshield Ohhhhhh!
Oh my God!
Is he ok?
He’s still driving… Dwight, you forgot your bumper!
Hellooo? … Please don’t send Dwight!
Morning everyone. Don’t freak out. I forbid anybody to freak out. Clearly, I have had a very serious accident, but I will recover, God willing. I just want to be treated normally today. Normal would actually be good, considering the trauma that I’ve been through.
You missed two big conference calls today, one with corporate.
Did you explain why?
No, I didn’t mention that you cooked your foot.
Burned my foot, Pam.
Please stop popping my cast. Thank you.
So, where are you shipping your foot?
Ha ha ha. So where are you shipping…
Thank you. Pam, messages please?
You didn’t have any.
Really, well, it, uh, seemed very important to you earlier that you needed to stay and…
And do my job?
No, your job is being my friend, Pam. OW! God!
holding mini-fan It slipped.
It’s just that before, you said that you didn’t want any special treatment.
I don’t want any special treatment, Pam. I just want you to treat me like you would some family member who’s undergone some sort of serious physical trauma. I don’t think that’s too much to ask.
Do you want some aspirin, because you seem a little fussy.
No, I don’t want some aspirin, yeah I’m a little fussy. Aspirin’s not gonna do a damn thing. I’m sitting here with a bloody stump of a foot.
Hey, Pam, I’m assistant regional manager, and I can take care of him. Part of my duties are to.
What? Part of your duties are to what?
You just said “part of your duties are to” something.
No, I didn’t.
Yes, you did. What is wrong with you?
What is wrong with you?
Where is my cornbread?
Here you go.
Thank you. Did you get all dark meat like I like?
Yes. I ordered three full rotisserie chickens worth of all dark meat.
Where are the yams?
They were out of yams. I got you creamed spinach.
Did you go to the one in Stroudsburg?
And they had no yams?
They had no yams.
How strange. Because they always have yams.
Aw, man, is that a Prism Duro-Sport?
You’ve seen one of these?
Yeah, they’re like an i-Pod only they’re better ’cause they’re chunkier and more solid.
Roy gave it to me for Christmas. I’m trying to figure out how to put songs on it.
Oh, no no no. Don’t go there. I know this Russian website where you can download songs for two cents a piece.
Yeah, I’ll write down the address for you. Only, the only thing is, is that all the songs are in Russian. … Kidding!
Oh! Ha, haha.
Why would they all be…? Ok, see you later, Pan.
phone rings What.
Come here please.
Tell me before I come there.
I want you to rub butter on my foot.
Pam, please? I have Country Crock.
Uh, ow. Ryan! … Ryaaaaan … RYYYYAN!
These covers are totally indestructible.
Yeah. Throw it. I promise it won’t break. Chuck it. Pam throws her mp3 player
Oh no, it’s broken.
No, it’s fine. I told you it wouldn’t break. You could throw it all day long.
That is so cool. Thanks Dwight!
So, I guess Pam and Dwight are friends now.
Oh God no, Dwight isn’t my friend… Oh my God! Dwight’s kind of my friend!
No, nope, no one is helping me out at all Mom. No, I’m not gonna call Jan. She’d just worry… drive down here and make a big thing… Who told you that? No, it was mutual. What is Pam doing chatting with you?
Huh. Do you like candy?
Cause you’re sweeter than candy.
What is wrong with you? Dwight pats Angela on the rear and runs away laughing
Wow, you just dive right into it.
You know, around age twelve, I just started goin’ for it.
loud noise in bathroom No! Guh! OW! Awww, help, help me!
What, what happened?
I fell off the toilet. I’m caught between the toilet and the wall.
What do you need?
Ugh, not you. Someone else. Get Pam.
I don’t think Pam’s gonna want to come into the men’s room.
Get Ryan. He needs to lift me. Ryan shakes his head and he needs to clean me up a little bit. Bring a wet towel.
Ryan, is, uh, dead.
No, he’s not.
I just saw him.
No. Can’t, can’t you just get up yourself? I… You only grilled your foot.
Ugh, forget it. I’ll just get up myself. No! Uh, aaaahhh! Ah! Oh God!
Do you think Dwight’s bein’ a little weird today?
No, he’s actually been really nice and helpful.
And that isn’t weird?
Can I have everyone’s attention please? Phyllis, Oscar, Ryan, who’s supposed to be dead, can I ask you all a question? Do you all know what it’s like to be disabled? Oscar?
Um, I had scoliosis as a girl.
No, never heard of it. No, a real disability, not a woman’s trouble.
When I was a teenager, I was in an iron lung.
Wuh, how, how old are you? Look, the point is, I am the only one here who has a legitimate disability, although I’m sure Stanley has had his fair share of obstacles.
I’m not disabled and neither are you.
Ok, lifts up cooked foot what does this look like to you Stanley?!
Shuuut it, ok, well, well you know what, disabilities are not things to be laughed at or laughed about. You people are jerks. Imagine if you had left Stevie Wonder on the floor of that bathroom instead of me.
Oh, we wouldn’t. We love Stevie Wonder.
sigh I burned my foot!!! Ok, twenty minutes, conference room, everybody’s in there!
looking up at Creed Dad?
While we are waiting for our special guest to arrive, I wanted you all to take a look at a few of the many, many disabled icons who have contributed so much to our society.
Quick question: uh, why is Tom Hanks on the wall?
Good question. Forrest Gump: mentally challenged, Philadelphia points to a picture from Big: AIDS.
I think that’s from Big.
I don’t think so, no.
Yeah, he’s dancing on a piano with Robert Loggia.
He grew into a man overnight. Rare disability, still works. sigh A crossword puzzle Stanley, seriously, are you learning nothing here?
Uh hmmmm… .
What you mean uh hmmm… ?
I mean I’m learning nothing.
Michael Scott, I’m looking for Michael Scott.
Yes, right in here, come on in.
This, ladies and gentlemen, is our special guest.
Sorry I’m late. Someone parked in the handicapped parking space.
Hey everyone, I’m Billy Merchant, you may have seen me around here before, I’m the properties manager of this office park
You are so brave. You are so brave.
Thank you. Actually, I’ve been meaning to come by here for a long time…
But it’s hard for you! Right? Because you’re in a wheelchair.
No, I just have a lot of properties to manage.
Let me ask you something, how long does it take for you to do something simple, every day, like brush your teeth in the morning?
I don’t know, like 30 seconds?
Oh my God, that’s three times as long as it takes me.
How did you get in your wheelchair?
This morning? Just like every other morning, just climbed on in. Everyone laughs
Hey, hey, hey, not funny! Not funny.
Hey, hey, relax, just jokin around here.
Well, that’s good, he still has a sense of humor.
Listen, I’ve actually used a chair since I was four years old. I don’t really notice it anymore.
Well they notice it. Don’t you? You notice it. It’s the first thing you saw when he rolled in here, isn’t it?
I want to clamp Michael’s face in a George Foreman grill.
So, there are just a couple things I want to remind everybody of…
First is parking. You can’t block the freight entrance with your car, even if your blinkers are on. Does anybody have any questions? to Dwight, whose arms is raised Yes. Yeah? yes…
Dwight, you have your hand up.
Ignore him. You know what? We’re not that different, you and I. When I clamped my foot into a non-stick…
You know what Michael?
Let me stop you right there.
Did you see Born on the Fourth of July? I was under the impression that Billy would be more like that guy.
What’s wrong with that guy?
You mean today? He stepped on a George Foremen grill and he burned his foot.
No, not Michael. The moon-faced kid who crashed into the pole. He looks like he has a concussion.
popping his bubble wrap cast Hey!
I found the pudding cups you wanted in a gas station in Carbondale!
You did it! Look at you, and with the plate and the napkin. Very nice. Thank you, Ryan.
You are very welcome.
Did you get the yams?
No, the gas station in Carbondale did not have fresh yams!
sigh Ok, I’ll just have the pudding.
You know what? I feel better. Ryan brought me some chocolate pudding and his kindness healed my foot.
Yeah, baby, I am feelin’ better. My body’s literally healing itself. It is amazing what the human body is capable of when you have a powerful brain.
I ground up four extra-strength aspirin and put them in Michael’s pudding. I do the same thing with my dog to get him to take his heartworm medicine.
Uh, finally feel the blood coursing through my foot veins.
hits his head on his desk Uh, ugh, ohhhh…
Uh, ok, I think we need to take him to the hospital because I’m pretty sure he has a concussion.
Oh, now you feel some compassion for him.
He needs to go right now, and you’re his emergency contact. I think that you should go with him.
Why don’t you go with him?
I, barely know him…
I want Michael to take me…
I can’t take you, I don’t have my car and yours is all vomity.
You can take my van!
Oh, ok, that’s, great. No, I can’t drive. Jim why don’t you drive.
We’ll go. I’m still recovering. So let’s just, Ryan, could you get my coat please.
Slowly, slowly. Let’s just get to the elevator.
Choo choo choo choo choo choo…
What are you doing? What, stop…
Dwight falls onto the couch Stop, stop, stop, stop.
Tired… Jim grabs spray bottle from planter
You can’t lay down.
Want to take a rake… .
Wake up. sprays Dwight
Dwight, here, let me help you Dwight.
I’m just gonna get…
Ok, Pam, thanks.
Get up, get up.
You’re the best.
Just keep him awake.
It smells like chicken soup.
I have to go to the hospital.
Where we going?
I just want to say goodbye ok?
I’ll be back, I mean…
Yes, I know, but it’s gonna be different.
It’s just hard to explain.
Aw, Pam, you’re adorable taps her nose
Oh my goodness!
Oh, huggy hugs.
You don’t think you should sit in the back with Dwight?
The rules of shotgun are very simple and very clear. The first person to shout “shotgun” when you’re within the sight of the car gets the front seat. That’s how the game’s played. There are no exceptions for someone with a concussion.
Oh, God, a mini-van. What is Meredith’s problem?
Well, I think she has a kid.
Well, yeah she has one kid, no husband. She’s not gonna find one driving this thing around.
Where are we going?
Come on, get inside.
Where are we going?
We’re going to Chuck E. Cheese.
Chuck E. Cheese? Oh, God, I’m so sick of Chuck E. Cheese.
We’re going to the hospital, Michael.
I know, just sayin’.
Dwight, what are you drinking?
I found it under the seat.
Oh my God, Dwight, put that down.
Give the bottle to Michael sprays Dwight
Give the bottle to Michael!
Give it to me.
Dwight… to Jim You just keep your eyes on the road. to Dwight Give me the bottle or you’re fired.
You can’t fire me, I don’t work in this van!
Give it to me Dwight.
No. takes a drink
Give me the bottle!!
to Michael Will you stop?
Gimme the bottle, Dwight!
Just give it!
Michael stop. sprays Michael, then Dwight
Stop, stop it! Stop spraying! Dwight whines Gimme the bottle!
Stop sprays Michael
Stop spraying me! Gimme the bottle!
Dwight, what is your middle name.
sigh Something with a “K”.
It’s Kurt. Wow, I am so sad that I know that.
What do I write under “reason for visit”?
Concussion. Michael scribbles something out What did you write?
Nothing. I wrote “bringing someone to the hospital”.
So you thought they meant your reason for coming to the hospital.
No… you know what Jim, this isn’t about me anymore. I made a miraculous recovery, which is more than I can say for him. Dwight falls towards Jim
Come on Dwight. sprays Dwight
Doctor, what is more serious, a head injury or a foot injury?
A head injury.
Well, you don’t have all the information. The foot as been fairly severely burned and healed quickly, very quickly, actually like suspiciously quickly.
to Dwight So, I’m ordering a CAT scan.
What is that?
Look since you have the machine up and running, can I just stick my foot, we take a look?
Well, for a burn, you really just need to look at the outside of the foot.
Ok, what kinda machine is that?
Does the skin look red and swollen?
That’s what she said.
That’s my joke, damnit Dwight.
Ok, no electronics past this point. Camera, sound equipment…
It’s ok, they’re with me.
No metal of any kind.
Alright, well, I guess this is where we leave you off.
I don’t want to do this.
Uh, well you should of thought of before you crashed your head on your way to pick me up. We’ll, see you when you get out.
Dunder Mifflin, this is Pam.
Dunder Mifflin, this is Jim.
Oh my God, what is going on, is Dwight ok?
Uh hmm, he should be fine, but, uh, they brought him in for a CAT scan.
I can’t believe he’s getting a CAT scan.
Michael went in there with him too. It’s pretty sweet.
Really? Michael went in with him?
But they shouldn’t be much longer now, so we’ll be back soon.
Ok, that’s uh, good news Pam sees Angela eavesdropping Uh, yeah, no I’ll let you go.
What’s up, Pam?
I just wanted to let you that Dwight’s gonna be ok. The doctor said there’s a really simple treatment for a concussion, so he’ll probably even be back at work tomorrow.
I just, uh, thought you’d want to know that.
Ok Mr. Schrute, inhale with me on three. One, two, uh Sir? Michael tries to put his leg in the scanner Stop that. Stop. Stop that.