Wake Up, Ron Burgundy: The Lost Movie Page #4

like the back of my hand.

Mr. Burgundy, please,

would you look at the road?

Woman:
...gonna get killed...

'Cause it's really

making me very, very nervous.

This is a Pontiac Catalina,

by the way.

It really handles well

on the open road.

Mr. Burgundy, please,

watch out.

Hold on.

All right.

You have captivating eyes,

like a...

like a unicorn or a princess.

Has anyone ever told you that?

No. Thank you.

I've never crashed...

this month.

And earlier last year--

There's a Spanish family

trying to get across the road--

- No, I know, the Rodriguez family.

- Veronica:
Ah!

Do you like Thai food?

You should look

at that place over there.

And if you're looking

for a good supermarket...

that place is not bad.

Oh my God.

How do you do that?

It's okay, we're almost there.

Ron:

Let me just parallel park here.

- There you have it.

- Oh...

Oh my...

what a beautiful view,

Mr. Burgundy.

I know.

It always takes my breath away.

Over there is

the San Diego Observatory.

It's on the highest point

of the city.

I've always had a dream

of doing a broadcast from there.

Bouncing a telecast

off the planets and the stars,

through the Milky Way

and onto Jupiter's arrow.

Broadcasting...

with the gods, I like to call it.

Reaching people

for hundreds and millions of miles.

So, is this where

Ron Burgundy goes

when he's tired of being

San Diego's number one anchorman?

You are a firecracker.

Ron:
How is everyone tonight?

Good to see you.

So, here it is.

My little sanctuary, Tino's.

- Like I said, it's not much--

- Oh, no, to the contrary,

- it's quite charming and colorful.

- Well, good.

- Mr. Burgundy...

- Yes.

because of the story you did

last year about delinquent landlords,

- we had heat for Christmas.

- That was October 11th,

Tuesday night, I was wearing

a red tie with white speckles...

are you Paula Tran?

You are a national treasure,

Mr. Burgundy.

Well, thank you. We'll try to get you

some air conditioning this summer.

Take care.

Oh, this city really

seems to love you.

Well, it's like having

one million children,

predominantly Asian.

Narrator:
Meanwhile, as Ron

and Veronica's romance blossomed,

the team found themselves

even more alone...

and confused.

I saw the funniest thing

the other day. It was this balloon,

it was just popping around

in this string.

I would hit it with my hand,

it would just keep popping back up.

You guys would have loved it.

Let's do something.

I'm bored.

Hey, I got an idea.

Let's tear up the Channel 9

News teams' lawn, huh?

Whammy? Huh?

Whammy.

Eh, why the hell not?

Hell's bells, not again!

You sons of b*tches!

That's the fifth time this month!

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