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In the United Kingdom, the boss's pet, Gareth, is an elfin, militaristic blond with a bowl haircut. In the United States, the pet is the square-headed, humorless Dwight, whom even Michael seems to keep at acquaintance distance; while in France, the protégé is a handsome, starchy young man named Joël, whom Triquet frankly adores. Whereas David Brent brags about Gareth's prowess at restoring a junky sports car, Triquet is awed by Joël's collection of toy soldiers from the Napoleonic Wars. "I have reconstructed the entire first phase of the Battle of Austerlitz," Joël boasts. "Nine-thousand five-hundred figurines, molded, polished and hand-painted. Seven-hundred pieces of artillery, 2,300 horses." His vaunting is interrupted when he opens his desk drawer and finds a piece of stinky cheese, a prank played by his deskmate, Paul. (U.K. and U.S. watchers will remember the stapler-in-the-Jell-O referent here). Stromberg's protégé, Bert, an earnest, sweat-stained lummox, on the other hand, turns out to get the girl and a promotion.

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