Anchorman: The Legend of Ron Burgundy Page #4
Hello, Wes Mantooth.
Hello, Evening News Team.
Nice clothes, gentlemen.
I didn't know the Salvation Army
was having a sale.
Am I right? Look at these guys.
Hey, where did you get those clothes?
At the toilet store?
What are you doing
on our station's turf, Burgundy?
You're about to get
a serious beat-down.
I will smash your face
into a car windshield
and then take your mother,
Dorothy Mantooth,
out for a nice seafood dinner
and never call her again!
Dorothy Mantooth is a saint!
You understand me?
- Dorothy Mantooth is a saint!
- Hey.
Leave the mothers out of this, all right?
It's unnecessary.
Besides, I'm sure Wes here
is just upset over finishing second
in the ratings again.
That's completely
uncalled for, Burgundy.
You know
those rating systems are flawed.
They don't take into account
houses that have
more than two television sets
and other things of that nature.
I guess I have to take you
at your word, Number Two.
You have a great day, fellas.
We'll see you around the bend.
Son of a b*tch!
Excusez-moi, Numro Two.
Hey, Burgundy.
You know those sample audiences
aren't big enough!
Stop hiding behind
those phony numbers, Burgundy!
I hate you, Ron Burgundy. I hate you!
You can't say one word?
Even the guy who can't think
says something!
You guys just stand there? Come on!
Right, but I think
my son is just going through a phase.
I have no idea where he would have
gotten ahold of German pornography.
But you and I are mature adults.
We've both seen our share
of pornographic materials.
Oh, you never have?
Of course you haven't,
how stupid of me. Neither have I.
I was just speaking in generalities.
I'll stop by the school a little later,
Sister Margaret. Bye.
Ed, she insisted on coming in.
Mr. Harken, sir,
I will not have my first story
at this news station
Miss Corningstone, ma'am,
you will do the stories
to which you are assigned.
Mr. Harken, I am
a damn good journalist,
and this cat show thing
is grade-A baloney.
It is not baloney.
Now, go do your job, missy!
It is baloney!
Hey, Ron,
I'm gonna take a run at the new girl.
Let the games begin.
Oh, Champ, Champ,
we're not really gonna actually do that.
- We were just flapping our gums.
- Oh, yeah.
You kill me, Burgundy.
Let me just grab this.
Whammy.
- Champ?
- Yeah.
You're trying to touch my breasts,
aren't you?
What can I say?
I like the way you're put together.
What do you say we go out on a date?
Have some chicken, maybe some sex.
You know, see what happens?
Oh, let me get this over here.
Sorry. Oh, there it is.
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