Officer Shanks, explain fire.
What?
Exactly why do things burn?
What kind of a station is this?
WKRP in Cincinnati · Season 4
Officer Shanks, explain fire.
What?
Exactly why do things burn?
What kind of a station is this?
The phones are dead! The phones are dead!
Not now, Les!
Well, shouldn't we call somebody?
Les, your stories always seem to have a kind of a, uh... how shall I put this?
Barnyard aroma?
[on Les' demand for walls] You know, I think walls would be good for him. Big padded ones, about that thick.
[Andy and Bailey, in Mr. Carlson's office, have just discussed the fake news story that Bailey wrote and Les plagiarized on air]
[as Bailey is leaving] Bailey?
Hm?
You ever do that again, you'll be the best-looking reporter on the unemployment line.
Right.
[Bailey opens the door, then stops, and turns to look at Andy with a surprised expression on her face]
"Best-looking?"
[Andy nods]
Ooh. [smiles and departs]
[to Andy] If you're going to grab me, do it nicely--in the back seat of my Rolls.
Couldn't I have a cosmic name for a boy, like Pluto!
That's a dog's name.
Mercury.
That guy brings flowers. Now listen. What do you think of when you hear the name "Venus?"
Flytrap.
You don't like parties? You don't like putting on a silly hat, hiding behind furniture, and generally stripping yourself of every shred of human dignity?
Now that you put it that way, I do like that.
Travis, you should've heard Bailey with the news. It's the first time it ever made sense.
I like when Les does it. It's always so surreal.
Well, Herb, what do you think? What we have here is an ad for Soul Suds Shampoo, a shampoo that's exclusively marketed to the hip black customer. Am I right?
Yes, sir.
Then why are we looking at a picture of this really idiotic-looking white man?
[into the phone] You call yourselves printers? There were fifty photos of a black guy in a tuxedo holding a bottle of shampoo, and one photo of a white guy barbecuing, and you used the white guy! ... I don't care which photo I marked. I made the mistake and you people were supposed to catch it, that's what I pay you for. Don't you remember? I screw up everything! You should know that if it comes from me, it's wrong!
Here's how we do it. We go into the supermarket. [to Bailey] You create a ruckus in the produce section. [to Venus] You grab the poster, slip it under your jacket, we're out the door!
What kind of ruckus?
I don't know, uh, something with mangoes.
Mangoes?
[entering] Hey, Venus, don't worry about the posters; they'll be out of the supermarkets by tomorrow.
Thank goodness.
Oh, too bad. I was just getting a mental picture of me and those mangoes.
Yeah...?
Statistics, right? I don't trust 'em. Statistically speaking, anybody who's led the kind of life that I have should look completely wasted.
Can you give me three solid reasons why Les should be fired?
Yes—he's incompetent, unprofessional, and very weird.
[after Dr. Johnny Fever has arrived] I'll just interrupt madam's meditation on the veranda. It is Dr. Johnny Fever?
[Johnny nods]
[calling out onto the veranda] Madam--your physician is here!
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