Roger Moore: Michael Scott

That Lucky Touch

Michael Scott

[Michael Scott can be seen observing a horse race at a race track. As he's looking through some binoculars, standing next to him is Leo]
Leo: Twenty-five to one.
Michael Scott: [nods] Uh-huh.

[Michael Scott can be seen riding in a taxi with Sophie, the latter who is using some eye liners]
Sophie: Crying is very bad for the eyes.
[Sophie then looks at Michael]
Sophie: I suppose you want me to do your shopping for you tomorrow.
[Michael looks at Sophie and smiles]
Michael Scott: That would be a very sporting gesture.

[Michael Scott can see Julia Richardson trying to enter her apartment]
Michael Scott: Must've been a hell of a party. Are you locked out?
Julia Richardson: That's very clever of you. Unless a man might have thought I was praying to Mecca.
Michael Scott: That's impossible.
Julia Richardson: Hmm?
Michael Scott: [points to his left] Mecca's over that way.

[Michael Scott watches as Julia Richardson struggles to open the door to her apartment]
Michael Scott: Looks like fun. Mind if I join in?
Julia Richardson: Why don't you take a run at the wall? If you burst through, the key's in the dresser. Alternately, you could try to be quiet. Very distant.
[Michael smiles as he reenters his apartment]

[Michael Scott can be seen removing some papers from his desk in his apartment as Julia Richardson enters the view]
Michael Scott: It's not very tidy, I'm afraid.
Julia Richardson: Phone?
[Michael looks at the desk and points at the telephone]
Michael Scott: Oh, there, help yourself.
Julia Richardson: Thank you.

[in Michael Scott's apartment. Julia Richardson can be seen preparing to use the telephone while Michael heads towards the apartment's bar]
Michael Scott: While you're calling, I'll fix us a drink.
Julia Richardson: Oh no, please don't bother.
[Julia picks up the telephone begins dialing a number as Michael begins to pour a few drinks]
Michael Scott: Bet you'd like a brandy.

[in Michael Scott's apartment, Julia Richardson can be seen attempting to use the telephone wile Michael Scott prepares a few drinks]
Julia Richardson: Phone seems to be dead.
Michael Scott: Dead?
[Michael sets the drinks down and approaches Julia]
Michael Scott: Oh no, wretched Continental telephones.
[Julia again tries to use the telephone, but with no success]
Julia Richardson: Nothing.
Michael Scott: I'll, uh, trying the extension in the bedroom.
[Michael heads into his bedroom]
Michael Scott: Sometimes, it's just the one line that's gone.

[Michael Scott can be seen trying to call Julia Richardson from the bedroom of his apartment. Julia can be seen on the other telephone in Scott's living room]
Michael Scott: Hello? Can you here me?
Julia Richardson: No.
Michael Scott: I can't here you, either.
[Scott hangs up the telephone]
Michael Scott: Must be dead, too.

[Michael Scott can be seen eating onion soup with Julia Richardson]
Michael Scott: This is the only way to face the day. Especially if you haven't been to bed all night.

[having climbed out of a river, Michael Scott and Leo can be seen looking at each other as they realize what has happened involving the war games]
Michael Scott: Mrs. Julia Richardson, my neighbor...
Leo: Total havoc.
[Michael grabs the case that Leo is holding and tosses it into the water, where it submerges after a few seconds]

[Michael Scott can be seen speaking with Julia Richardson as the former stands next to a car. Leo is also present]
Julia Richardson: He's angry.
Michael Scott: He has a long memory. He remembers all the way back to yesterday.

[Michael Scott can be seen standing next to a car. He is seen speaking with Julia Richardson]
Julia Richardson: Michael... I...
Michael Scott: You don't have to say it. After all, what's a million or two between friends? Julia?