Stairmageddon





Clark:[connect helmet straps around Stanley's head] That's about as good as that's gonna be.
Dwight:Okay, now here's the plan. I'm gonna launch him. I need you to go to the bottom and catch him.
Clark:Catch?
Dwight:Yeah.
Clark:I can't catch him. He's like, 250 pounds.
Dwight:You use your hands and just blunt his descent, okay? He's gonna be moving slowly. It's only
Clark:Blunt?
Dwight:It's 15 feet down, it's at a 45-degree angle. Get set in your haunches, it's like your catching a medicine
Clark:Dude, this size of my haunches [Stanley's body slips down the stairs and his head thumps into a wall]
Dwight:Okay. Good call. He would have put a hole in your chest same as he put a hole in that wall.
Clark:We should probably call a doctor or something, dude.
Dwight:[slides down the stairs and lands next to Stanley] You okay?