Dream Team





Andy:Get 'im, Jim! C'mon, tough D, Jim. [Charles kicks, ball hits Phyllis in the nose]
Charles:Oh, my God! Oh wow. Jim, what the?
Oscar:Phyllis, Phyllis.
Charles:Phyllis, are you okay? Are, you okay?
Phyllis:[muffled] No, I swallowed a crown.
Charles:Why'd you duck, Jim?
Jim:What?
Dwight:Yeah, Jim. Why would an experienced soccer player like yourself duck at the very last moment?
Jim:Okay, I'm just gonna go get some ice.
Charles:Does that make you feel better? Huh?
Jim:I'm sorry, Phyllis.
Charles:Oh, yeah. Jim's sorry.