I want my MTV.
WKRP in Cincinna-atee
Car 54, where arrrrrre you?
We got a 10-30 in progress in a bank in the East Village. Pick up a car, we’ll meet you downstairs. Fish, check out some weapons.
This is the city, Los Angeles, California.
Book 'em, Dano.
-“BB”-
First murder of the week and in broad daylight. I love this city.
It’s not paradise but it is the city of angels.
This is the city, Los Angeles, California. My Name is Friday. I carry a badge.
Twenty-two million people in the State of California say the debt’s been paid. Why can’t you?
Nah. I gotta pay Beaver back what I owe him from borrowin’ off him in school. Then I won’t have any money.
“Can you talk them into rushing them through before school’s out?”
“When they find out it’s to save Miss Brooks’ neck they’ll work like a bunch of hopped up beavers.”
Cunnilingus and psychiatry brought us to this.
I don’t know why people make such a big fuss over Colonel Angus!
I’m the real Angus MacGyver, shoot him!
Will the real (To Tell the Truth contestant) please stand up?
Actually I can’t stand the stuff. I just drink because it’s expected of me.
You’re only as old as you f-e-e-e-e-e-e-lllll!
Artie, did you get Hank drunk?
All we had was some beer… in te-e-e-eny we-e-e-eny glasses…
-“BB”-
Ah, memory impairment. The free prize at the bottom of every vodka bottle.