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Oh. Oh, God.

Oh, what is this? A...

a meatball?

Really?

It's always more fun to mess with Dwight

with an audience.

That was usually Pam.

So now that she's out, I had to find someone else.

Turns out that Stanley is quite the comedy fan.

His sense of humor was a little harder to pin down.

What the...

Oh, come on.

Not everything makes him laugh.

He has very specific tastes.

You don't want to overthink it

when you're dealing with Stanley.

He doesn't go for flash.

Through a painstaking process of trial and error,

I found out what he likes.

And it's really weird.

Jim, come on.

That's so juvenile.

What the...

You've been meatballed.

Ugh.

Are you ready for some meatball?

Oh, man.

This is not very clever, Jim.

I know.

Look for your stapler.

Really, Jim? Really?

Very funny.

Meatballs--it's just clever.

Okay. Good night.

What's our haul?

32 meatballs.

Good day.

That idiot's been feeding us for a week.

We'll never have to buy meatballs again.

* *

Dunder Mifflin.

Jessica. Hi, how are you?

Oh, yay, that's so great to hear.

I'm not going to be one of those exes

who can't move on.

They have their life, and I have mine.

I'm taking an Italian class.

So far, I have learned

tortellini, spaghettini, linguini--

well, it's not so much a class as a restaurant.

But I do Monday, Wednesday, Friday from 7:00 to 9:00.

I will patch you through right now.

You sound really pretty today. Okay.

Jessica, I love you.

That's a message from my mom.

My parents met Jessica,

and they completely flipped for her,

so they gave me this old family ring to use on her.

I know, whoa, pump the brakes, Bernard,

too early, I get it.

I just, you know,

I'm just carrying it around, seeing how it feels.

I haven't proposed to anyone in years.

Mom took the main diamond out.

She thought that had more of a my-little-brother

kind of vibe to it, but...

- Ooh. Looks pretty nice.

Got a little bit of The Shining vibe, though.

- Oh, who needs a house that size?

It's like we're in ancient Rome.

- Big, stupid, pure chump bait.

- I'm selling the house, actually.

- You know, there's a glare from over here.

Oh, wow. That's magnificent.

- It's mid-recession in a depressed area

of a faltering state, and I've got

the most expensive house on the market.

The 1% are suffering too, people.

Wow, an indoor pool.

I've seen the indoors, and I've seen pools,

but I never thought to combine them. Wow.

I thought of indoor barbecue.

Luckily, my neighbor found me.

- Must get mildewy. Is that why you're selling?

- I bought it to be my Playboy Mansion.

A temple to wine, revelry, sex, intrigue.

This was hot on the heels of Eyes Wide Shut, mind you.

Then I met my wife.

She moved in, made it her own.

I threw out three dozen commedia dell'arte masks.

Ugh, what a waste.

Now she's left me and forced me to sell the place.

The ultimate insult--

they're calling my speakeasy lounge a rumpus room.

Does my turmoil amuse you, Jim?

I'm sorry. I thought you were making a joke.

What could you possibly have found funny in what I said?

What was the joke you thought you heard?

I guess I thought that you were approaching it

with more of a sarcasm than misery.

Kind of laughing at your own pain.

- Sad clown thing. - Oh, yes.

How hilarious it is to laugh at clowns,

the painted jesters of the dying circus industry.

Very funny, Jim. I get it.

Um, I'm getting reports of a serious outbreak

of the grumpies in here.

A beautiful monster cost me my 40s and my dream home.

I think I'm entitled to the occasional bad day.

Well, first of all, please tell Susan we all say hi.

And secondly, yes, absolutely.

You are entitled to the occasional grumpy day.

Dude, what if, since you're feeling grumpy,

we all swing by tonight

- and check out your indoor pool? - Kevin, no.

What, as some sort of last hoorah?

Yeah. All of us in the pool,

saying hoorah.

Maybe the last one that says hoorah is it.

Now, I suppose someone should enjoy the place

before I hand it over to the staging experts

at RE/MAX tomorrow. Let's try this.

Everyone, tonight, my house, wear a swimsuit.

Question: Does the swimsuit need to be a real swimsuit?

I mean, like a regulation swimsuit?

I guess what I'm asking is,

is it okay if I wear cutoff jeans in your pool?

Fine, Dwight.

I'll have Gretchen send you all my address. 9:00.

Will there be food at this party?

"Party" is a strong word suggesting Dionysian abandon.

Let's just call it a get-together.

And let's say no food.

Hey, Oscar, was that you who just created a party

out of thin air, or was it me?

That was you, Kevin.

It was me.

You going tonight, kiddo?

'Cause I can give you a lift.

Oh, I don't know, Meredith.

It seems like you shouldn't drive maybe ever.

It's no problem.

You live right near me.

How do you know where I live?

Andy followed you home after the Christmas party.

Why?

He wanted to make sure California didn't

put it in you.

Oh. Come on.

Wow. Andy's such a weird stalker.

Following me home like that when he has a girlfriend?

I should get a restraining order.

- I wore sunscreen. - Two pools.

A divider. A bridge.

A choice.

Says everything about everything, right, Robert?

What's the water like?

Oh, it's warm.

It's almost too warm.

I'm feeling 82, 82 1/2.

Oh, so close. 81.

Well, we'll say it's 82, and it'll be our secret.

- Hey, late guy. - Hey.

Wow.

Just stopping by.

Got another party to go to.

A wife and two kids at home party.

- Oh. - DJ Pam Halpert is spinning

some serious Radio Disney tonight.

You're looking at the master of leaving parties early.

The key is you have to make a strong impression,

so you want to have a picture taken,

you want to say some peculiar non sequitur

that people remember,

you want to note something unique,

a talking point for later.

I don't mean to brag, but, New Year's Eve,

I was home by 9:00.

Robert, just wanted to grab you one second.

This place is amazing, by the way.

You should see the whole thing.

I bet I should.

That's beautiful. I'm gonna email that to you.

I'm just about to give the tour.

- All right. - Join us.

- Well... - You must see

what you were laughing about.

I must.

Robert's house is, well,

I don't mean to sound offensive,

but it's like where a basketball player would live.

Wow.

Yeah. It's pretty serious poolage.

- What are you doing? - Hmm?

Flicking a bug off my wiener.

Gross.

I'm getting a drink.

- Do you want anything? - No, I'm good.

Funny how we can be surrounded by people

and still feel so lonely.

- Hi. - Hi.

How is everything?

How's your car?

It's great. You know.

Reliable. Great mileage.

Is that so?

How about this weekend

we take that sucker to a duck pond or something?

Maybe get caught in the rain?

Well, I can't. I'm going skiing with Jessica.

You know, a couple of dopes on the slopes.

Oh, like a good-bye trip.

No. What?

- Hey. - Hi.

I guess Andy isn't totally over his current girlfriend.

But if he was jealous once before,

then maybe I can make him jealous again.

Just not with Robert.

He told me he was a ride I wouldn't survive,

and I believe him.

Val. You made it.

- Yup, yup. - Uh-oh.

Look at this. Red plastic cup...

red plastic cup. How about that?

You know, you are just as dumb at night.

Mm.

All right, there's-- this would be no problem.

I could swim under, one breath.

No. Show me.

- Okay. - Dive in right here.

In a minute. In a minute.

You don't know what you're doing.

A minute would be cool.

Hey, Dwight Snoot.

- What-- - What you doing?

I'm relaxing. Scram.

Hey, Stanley.

What happened to my pants?

I moved them.

Pants only need a chair

if there's a person in them.

Where...

Come on. Don't you want to play?

- Oh, really? - Yeah.

Yeah, you want to play, you little hick?

- Whoa. - Dwight!

- Oh, my gosh. - Dwight!

Here we have the parlor.

I imagined people would set down their coats

and, symbolically, their inhibitions.

This was the gateway.

You enter this room a lawyer, a doctor, a teacher, a judge,

but beyond it you're simply a penis, a vagina,

a hunger, an ache.

Susan used it as a pilates studio.

Holy cow.

The wine collection.

How many bottles? 300?

About 1,200.

What the hell, grab a bottle.

Less inventory for the lawyers.

Toby. Chateau Margaux '95.

You know your wine.

Well, and you have a...

yes, a--d-- another Chateau.

- Robert, you are too kind. - Oh.

"Too kind" doesn't begin to cover it.

With ammunition like this,

we are in for quite a night, you and me.

And Gabey makes three.

Robert, thank you. Thank you for this.

Thank you for all this. This night's been magical.

Jim, come see this next room.

I think you especially would like it.

Really? Why?

I don't know. Maybe not.

Just come.

Oh!

You regret attacking me now, hick, huh?

Stop it. Dwight, I was flirting with you.

I was trying to use you to make Andy jealous.

I'm not gonna help you.

And why would you choose me? Because I'm mighty?

'Cause I'm the manliest man in the office?

I'll do it.

Oh, Dwight.

- Stop. - You stop.

- No, you stop. - No, you stop.

Is he looking?

Oh, no? You can stop.

- Okay, you can stop. - No, no, no, he's not looking.

- No, you can stop. - You can actually stop.

- Ugh, Dwight. - Uh-huh.

- That feels so good. - Yeah, baby.

- Hey, Andy. - Hey.

Dwight gives the best back massages.

Yeah, it sounds like it.

Hey, have you ever been checked for scoliosis?

I don't know.

Why don't you check me, Dr. Schrute?

No, seriously. Your spine is jacked.

It's like the devil's cursive.

You mean, more like dangerous curves.

You'd be like 8 feet tall

if this thing was straightened out.

Ow.

Whoa, you guys,

I just found this insane engagement ring.

Is anyone missing this?

The main stone's missing.

I don't know. It looks pretty great to me.

I just found a ring.

Okay. Back to work, Creed.

If that's the treasure game, you won this life.

I pictured myself here every night eating a leg

of mutton, the juices dripping

down my bare chest, wiping my fingers on the walls.

Then I met the vegan.

- Good night. - To the kitchen.

All: To the kitchen.

To the kitchen.

Onward.

Toby, what's compelling about this

is the note of persimmon.

- Right? - Note? It's a symphony.

Okay, you have to join my wine tasting club.

I would love that.

Toby, you are playing a dangerous game.

I guess I'm through the gateway now, though, right?

You know,

I don't think I've ever been in this exact angle before.

I was scared at first, but I like it.

You guys got to try this pool.

No top scum, no band-aids.

This thing is choice.

You in?

Yeah, sure, sure.

I'll be right in.

I've been working out.

But the problem is

I've been building muscle underneath.

And that top layer

hasn't burned off yet.

Awkward stage.

You know, I bet Robert gave it to his wife.

You should give it back to him.

Give him his ex's destroyed engagement ring?

That is cold. He is upset as it is.

No, we should just let him be, and I'll keep it.

So good.

Now take a chip, crush it into my face,

and rub the grease around.

Do it. Now rub it in.

- Yeah. Yeah. - Oh, that's so good.

Andy's not even looking.

I think sexy eating is a dead end.

Damn it.

What is the most romantic possible thing?

We can get some chicken fights going in the pool.

Dwight, that's just-- that's really perfect.

Thank you. Both: yes!

You're in my way!

Andy, Dwight and I challenge you and Jess

to a chicken fight. Winner take all.

- Chicken fight! - No, thanks.

Dang it. What the heck already?

Hey, Cathy. Chicken fight!

Okay, yeah.

Who's gonna be my partner?

Where's Jim?

I'm right here.

Cold. Cold.

Come on, Cath.

- Yea--oh! - Yes!

Whoo-hoo! Yes!

Dwight, our chemistry is really clicking.

We work so well together.

I know. I could just bang you right now.

He's not looking.

Hey!

You date a guy.

You find out he was engaged to your coworker,

so you throw cake at him. It's over.

You start liking him again,

so you ask him out with a puppet show.

He says no. Then he follows you home

to make sure that you don't kiss somebody.

Then he ignores you at a pool party?

Am I right, ladies?

I had two bears sewn together

to make this king-size.

Total waste of two bears.

- To both these bears. - To both these bears.

- Bears. - To both these bears.

When I put in the screening room,

I bought three movies: Caligula, Last Tango in Paris,

and Emmanuelle II.

Mwah.

Last two movies I actually watched in here

were Marley & Me and On Golden Pond.

I mean, it's clearly meant for watching erotic cinema.

Yup. We could watch some right now if you want.

I got a Korean film on my iPod

if you want to just-- if you have the cables.

Kelly, that's a crazy ring you found.

Yeah, thanks. I'm really glad that I found it.

I can't believe you're wearing it.

Are you not superstitious at all?

Shh. Of course I'm superstitious.

What are you talking about?

The ring of a failed marriage

might have some sinister energy, right?

Am I just being silly?

Oh, I don't think you're being silly.

Oh, God.

You know what, I can just sell it

and put the money in the party fund.

Then another woman will get it.

We can't allow that.

- We have to destroy it. - Come on.

Let's chicken fight those two.

Okay.

- How was that? - Okay.

Watch my toes.

Hey, Val. You want a beer?

It might taste better than

that pool water you've been drinking.

No, I'm good. Thank you.

- Cool. - Cool.

Does Darryl not swim?

That's racist. I don't know.

But I would say, by looking at him,

no, Darryl does not swim.

It's all right. It's all right.

- Yes! - Yeah!

This room I liked for the view.

I dreamed that I would watch my guests walk

to their cars at dawn, their faces flush

with the shame and regret

for the choices they made the night before.

I get that.

Beautiful sentiment.

To the shame room.

To shame.

I live in this room.

Oh, minerally.

Minerally.

Maybe we should take a little break.

Dwight, we've got this.

I promise.

I will not leave your shoulders, no matter what.

Okay.

One more? both: Yeah.

Great.

Mush, mush, mush.

- Come on. - Go!

- Go. - Okay.

Yeah. Okay.

Here we go.

- Yes! - Yay!

- Yes! - Whoa!

Wow.

I cannot believe you're still up.

- I can't believe it either. - I've got this.

Charge!

Go! Go!

Dwight, are you okay?

Are you okay? Hey, damn it--

Erin, did we win?

Sure.

Sure, we did.

You're lying. We didn't win.

Hey. Hey, Dwight.

It's okay. Just rest. Just rest.

You've broken up your last couple, you evil ring.

Do it.

We're in the pool.

- Shut it, Angela. - Shh.

Ugh, same old party, same old people.

Am I right?

Reminds me of Phyllis's birthday.

Do not remind me of Phyllis's birthday.

I know.

But, boy, that Erin,

she sure is a ripe little tiger, isn't she?

Rraaaw!

And to think, I always thought of her as a second Meredith.

Respectfully, I don't want us walking into a similar

- Angela kind of situation. - Mm.

So I just want to make sure

that you are completely, 100% done with Erin.

Last I checked, I'm with Jessica.

And I like to get my monog on.

It's monogamy for my hog in me.

- Not what I asked. - We're done.

Erin and I are over.

So then you won't mind if tonight I just go crazy on her,

just go nuts, rrargh.

With sex.

Have at it.

Or take it slow.

Whatever you guys work out.

You're an idiot.

Kelly... that is mine--

Do you have to splash so violently?

I'm having fun.

You know? 'Cause it's a party.

You're an ape.

- This is mine. - Uh-uh.

Uh-uh.

- No. - Oh, I've got him.

Cannonball!

Let's do this.

There it is.

* *

- Wow. - So I kind of stepped on this.

I think it's yours.

Yeah.

Oh, wow.

How did you know it was mine?

The Bernard family seal. Duh.

Duh.

Sorry if your special night was ruined.

Oh, whoa.

Whoa, no, it's not a special night.

Oh, you weren't going to do that?

Honestly, Erin, I don't know

what I'm doing.

I... I just...

I don't know.

Thank you.

Andy's confused.

That's not what I was hoping for,

but it's not so bad either.

I can live with confused.

I get confused.

I totally get confused.

And of course the pool.

The ultimate lubricant for any wild evening.

It was here that my parties would have crescendoed

into true madness.

To madness.

- To madness. - To madness.

To madness.

To madness!

Hey, I think you parked my car in.

Is there any way you can move your van?

I'm sorry. When I got here, I put my keys in a bowl.

Are you serious?

Wait, I'm the jerk for thinking

we were gonna swing tonight?

Pfft. Shame on you.

Robert, I want you to know

I'm here to rock with you as late as you want, man.

And that goes double for me.

I'll stay even later than you'd like.

Toby!

I am Bacchus, God of wine!

And I am Bacchus' friend.

Gentlemen, bear witness.

While I've been mourning the nights that never were,

one of them has been unfolding here before me.

This is no get-together.

This is a party.

Yes.

Bravo!

Yes!

Whoo-hoo!

Oh, yes.

And there's my talking point.

Whoo-hoo!

- Yes, that's it. Push yourselves, boys.

It's not a party if you don't do something that scares you.

I need a breather.

Oh. Oh.

You two keep going.

- Hey, he's asleep. We can just leave.

So leave.

* *