WKRP in Cincinnati (1978–1982): Season 4, Episode 2 - An Explosive Affair: Part 2 - full transcript

In part two of the series, after a police bomb squad has cleared the station, Andy (Gary Sandy) begins to believe that the bomb may be at the WKRP transmitter site, where Johnny and Venus have been sent while the studio was searched. Andy's worst fears are confirmed when the group claiming responsibility calls and tells him where the bomb is. Now it's a race of time to get the DJ's out of the transmitter and to safety...before it's too late.

- DO YOU WANT ME TO
HELP YOU UNTANGLE THAT?
- OH, NO, I CAN DO THAT.

NO, NO, THAT'S OKAY, JENNIFER.
THANKS A LOT. JOYCE? HUH?

GEE, IT'S SO GOOD TO SEE
YOU AFTER ALL THIS TIME,

- AND JENNIFER
AND THE LITTLE GUY AND...
- "LITTLE GUY"?

I'D FORGOTTEN ALL ABOUT
THAT "BIG GUY-LITTLE GUY" STUFF.

IT'S ABOUT THE BOMB THREAT.

- EXCUSE ME?
- BOMB THREAT.

- EXCUSE ME.
- COME ON...

YES, SIR, IT'S BLACK MONDAY.
SUPPOSED TO GO OFF AT 3:30.

UH, TALL THING WITH RED LIGHTS ON THE
TOP OUT IN THE COUNTRY... WE'LL FIND IT.

- CAN WE TALK OUTSIDE?
- ALL RIGHT. ONE OF YOU
SHOULD TAKE SOME ALBUMS, THOUGH.



AND I'LL PUT ON A TAPE
UNTIL YOU GET DOWN THERE.

WELL, GO BACK IN THERE
AND GET THE ALBUMS.

NEED I REMIND YOU THAT THE POLICE ARE
GONNA SEARCH EVERY INCH OF THIS STATION,

INCLUDING YOUR DESK DRAWER?

I'LL GET THOSE ALBUMS.

BELIEVE IT OR NOT,
I WAS KIND OF SHY.

- YOU WERE?
- HOW ABOUT THIS AFTERNOON?

- I BEG YOUR PARDON?
- YOU COULD COME TO MY
HOTEL ROOM AT THE ST. MARK.

COULDN'T WE JUST
TALK ON THE PHONE?

OH, NO. WE COULD NOT
TALK ON THE PHONE.

THIS IS A HOT PROPOSITION.

VENUS, MY MAN, LOOK AT THIS. DID
YOU EVER SEE SUCH A NAME ON A HORSE?

- "TERMINAL DISEASE"?
- NO, THE ONE UNDER THAT.

OH, "FEVER'S BREAK." WOW.



WING? I DON'T BELIEVE IT.

- WHAT?
- HE PUT ME ON HOLD.

WHAT KIND OF A BOOKIE
PUTS PEOPLE ON HOLD?

I BET THEY'RE DOING
THIS ON PURPOSE.

BET THEY'VE GOT THE PHONE OFF
THE HOOK, TRYING TO FRUSTRATE ME.

I CAN SEE THEM LOOKING AT
EACH OTHER AND LAUGHING

ABOUT THE THOUGHT
OF ME GOING CRAZY.

WELL, IT'S NOT GONNA WORK.

UH-UH-UH-UH! GRACE
UNDER PRESSURE.

I THINK IT'S STILL LOCKED.

THAT'S OKAY.

AND SO YOU WEREN'T CONCERNED,
EVEN THOUGH BLACK MONDAY

WAS IN THE NEWS LAST MONTH FOR
BLOWING UP A TELEVISION TRANSMITTER

- IN THIS REPORTER'S
HOMETOWN OF DAYTON?
- YEAH.

- "TRANSMITTER"?
- YES.

OH, GOOD LORD, THAT'S IT.

THEY'VE GOT THE
TRANSMITTER BLASTED.

THINGS COULD BE WORSE,
MAN. YOU COULD BE SITTING

BACK AT THE STATION
ON TOP OF A BOMB.

YEAH.

♪ BABY, IF YOU'VE
EVER WONDERED ♪

♪ WONDERED WHATEVER
BECAME OF ME ♪

♪ I'M LIVIN' ON THE
AIR IN CINCINNATI ♪

♪ CINCINNATI, WKRP ♪

♪ GOT KIND OF TIRED OF
PACKIN' AND UNPACKIN' ♪

♪ TOWN TO TOWN, UP
AND DOWN THE DIAL ♪

♪ MAYBE YOU AND ME
WERE NEVER MEANT TO BE ♪

♪ JUST MAYBE THINK
OF ME ONCE IN A WHILE ♪

♪ I'M AT WKRP IN CINCINNATI ♪

ARE YOU SURE?

OKAY. THANK YOU.

- WELL?
- IT'S OUT OF ORDER.

WE'VE GOT TO THINK
OF SOMETHING, ANDY.

WE'VE GOT TO DO SOMETHING.
COME ON, THINK OF SOMETHING!

TAKE IT EASY, BAILEY. "GRACE
UNDER PRESSURE," REMEMBER?

OH, DON'T GIVE ME THAT CRAP.

I DIDN'T WANT TO HAVE TO DO
THIS, BUT THIS IS AN EMERGENCY.

- ANDY...
- I'M GONNA CUT
RIGHT IN ON THEM.

- YOU CAN'T DO THAT.
- LOOK, BAILEY,

I KNOW IT'S DARNED
UNPROFESSIONAL, BUT THIS IS SERIOUS.

- ANDY...
- BAILEY, PLEASE.

WE INTERRUPT THIS BROADCAST FOR A
VERY SPECIAL EMERGENCY ANNOUNCEMENT.

THIS IS ANDY TRAVIS CALLING
JOHNNY FEVER AND VEN...

- I'M NOT ON THE AIR.
- THAT'S WHAT I'M TRYING
TO TELL YOU.

THE STUDIO TRANSMITTER
LINK IS ONLY ONE WAY!

WHAT?

I SAID THAT THE STUDIO
TRANSMITTER LINK IS ONLY ONE WAY.

UNTIL THEY THROW THE
SWITCH, THE STUDIO IS DEAD.

WELL, THAT'S DUMB.
WHO SET THAT UP?

YOU DID. IT WAS
CHEAPER THAT WAY.

WELL, COME ON! THINK OF
SOMETHING! DO SOMETHING!

TAKE IT EASY, BAILEY.
WE'RE GONNA BE OKAY.

- THE POLICE STILL HAVE
20 MINUTES TO GET OUT THERE.
- OH.

OH, WELL, THAT'S GREAT.

WHAT TIME DID YOU CALL THEM?

OH...

(music winds up, down)

(winds back up)

TAKE HEART, MELLOW
FRIENDS. THIS IS VENUS,

YOUR MAN WITH THE SLOW
HAND AND TURNTABLE TO MATCH,

BRINGING YOU FREE-FLOWING MUSIC

UNENCUMBERED BY THE HEATED RUSH
OF THOSE ANNOYING LITTLE COMMERCIALS.

- AND NOW THE POINTERS.
- (Johnny screams)

YOU KNOW, LES IS RIGHT.

THAT "PRIMAL SCREAM" STUFF

REALLY HELPS GET IT OUT.

BOY, WHEN IS ANDY GONNA CALL?

HERE, JOHN. CALL HIM.

YEAH, I'M... I'M SORRY, MAN.

DON'T APOLOGIZE TO ME.
TELL MAMA BELL YOU'RE SORRY.

YOU'RE RIGHT. WHAT
ARE WE GONNA DO?

WHAT DO YOU MEAN "WE,"
PALEFACE? YOU BROKE IT, YOU FIX IT.

LOOK, IT'S REMNANTS OF
PSYCHEDELIC SPAGHETTI.

WHAT DO YOU WANT ME TO DO?

YOU'D BETTER
TRY AND FIX IT, MAN.

I DON'T KNOW NOTHING
ABOUT FIXING NO PHONES.

LOOK, BUTTERFLY BRAIN...

YOU'RE GOOD WITH A TOOLBOX.
USE YOUR IMAGINATION.

OKAY. NOW, I'LL NEED THAT.

(knocking)

ARTHUR, PLEASE COME IN.

I'M GLAD YOU HAD A
CHANGE OF HEART.

WELL, I RUSHED OFF A
LITTLE EARLIER TODAY.

IT WAS KIND OF RUDE.
I... DIDN'T MEAN TO BE.

YOU COULDN'T BE RUDE IF
YOUR LIFE DEPENDED ON IT.

- OH...
- HAVE A SEAT. WANT A DRINK?

NO, NO, I'M FINE.

I HAVE YOUR FAVORITE...
VODKA AND GRAPE JUICE.

- PURPLE COWS?
- MM-HMM.

(whistles) WELL, A SHORT
ONE. TWO FINGERS.

THANKS FOR THE SECOND CHANCE.

OH, COME ON. YOU AND
I GO BACK A LONG TIME.

I DIDN'T WANT TO SEE
YOUR FEELINGS HURT.

YOU'RE A SWEET MAN.

AH, NO, I'M NOT.

HECK, YOU SHOULD SEE ME
WHEN I WAKE UP IN THE MORNING.

MM-HMM.

(stammering)

WHAT I MEANT...
WHAT I MEANT TO SAY...

OH, I KNOW WHAT YOU MEANT.

- YOU DO?
- MM-HMM.

OH, UH, YEAH,

YOU ALWAYS... ALWAYS
DID KNOW WHAT I-I MEANT,

- EVEN WHEN I
OCCASIONALLY DIDN'T.
- OH, THANK YOU.

WILL YOU EXCUSE ME FOR A SEC?

- OH, SURE.
- I'M JUST GONNA CHANGE INTO
SOMETHING MORE COMFORTABLE.

- WELL, ACTUALLY...
- I'LL BE RIGHT BACK.

JUST MAKE YOURSELF COMFORTABLE
TOO. HAVE ANOTHER PURPLE COW, BIG GUY.

OH, BOY.

(exhales sharply)

UH-HUH. CAR'S ON ITS WAY.
RED LIGHTS AND SIRENS.

- OH, GREAT.
- THANKS, COMMISSIONER.

IF THERE'S EVER ANYTHING
I CAN DO FOR YOU, JUST...

WHAT?

WHY, COMMISSIONER, REALLY.

OKAY, TRAVINSKI,
LISTEN UP, BABE.

I'VE SAID IT ONCE, I'M
GONNA SAY IT AGAIN.

NO COMMERCIAL, NO
MONEY, NO STATION, NO...

HERB, ONE MORE WORD OUT OF YOU,
AND I'M GONNA PUNCH YOUR LIGHTS OUT.

- NO... - NOT... ONE MORE WORD.

(phone rings)

WKRP.

YES?

COULD YOU HOLD ON
FOR JUST A MOMENT?

THE MAN YOU WANT TO SPEAK
WITH IS STANDING RIGHT HERE.

ANDY, HE SAYS HE'S
FROM BLACK MONDAY.

UM...

GET ON ANOTHER PHONE AND, UM,

CALL THE POLICE,
AND YOU TELL THEM

THAT I'LL KEEP THEM ON
THE LINE AS LONG AS I CAN.

OKAY.

"BLACK MONDAY"?

HELLO, THIS IS ANDY TRAVIS.

WELL, SIR, FIRST
THINGS FIRST HERE.

WHY DON'T YOU
START BY TELLING ME,

IS THIS A REAL BOMB
WE'RE TALKING ABOUT HERE,

OR IS THIS JUST A JOKE?

IT'S REAL.

WELL, WE'VE ALL GOT OUR
PROBLEMS. MAY I TELL YOU MINE?

THANK YOU. YOU SEE,
I HAVE TWO PEOPLE

OUT THERE AT THE TRANSMITTER,
AND I CAN'T REACH THEM.

WELL, I GUESS IT DOESN'T
REALLY MAKE ANY DIFFERENCE

THAT YOU DIDN'T MEAN TO
HURT ANYBODY, NOW, DOES IT?

ALL RIGHT, ALL RIGHT.

JUST SLOW DOWN.

NOW, DO YOU WANT TO TELL
ME WHERE YOU PUT THE BOMB?

UH-HUH.

WELL, DO YOU WANT TO
TELL ME WHY YOU DID THAT?

Tell Jennifer to tell the police

- it's in a toolbox.
- "Tool..."

NO, NO, NO, NO.
NO, I'M LISTENING.

UH-HUH. WE'RE ALL GUILTY.

I UNDERSTAND. GO AHEAD.

JOHN, THAT'S NOT THE
WAY TO OPEN UP A TOOLBOX.

I'M GONNA NEED A STICK OF
DYNAMITE TO GET THIS THING OPEN.

OKAY, ALL THE DEEJAYS IN THE ROOM THAT HAVE
TO GO TO THE BATHROOM, RAISE YOUR HAND.

JOHN, YOU BE COOL AND WATCH
THAT RECORD FOR ME, ALL RIGHT?

AND DON'T HURT YOURSELF.

(vocalizing Caribbean rhythm)

♪ DAYLIGHT COME AND
ME WANT THROW UP ♪

♪ COME, MR. TALLY
MAN, TALLY ME BANANA ♪

YOU SHOULD WEAR A MUSTACHE.

HUH?

- IT SUITS YOU.
- OH.

HERE.

MMM!

OKAY. WHY DON'T YOU HAVE A SEAT?

IS SOMETHING WRONG?

OH, NO. IT'S JUST THE
WAY YOU'RE DRESSED.

OH, GEE, I'M SORRY. I
WAS JUST BEING MYSELF.

OH, WELL, THEN YOU ARE.

WHY DON'T YOU RELAX? I'VE
NEVER SEEN YOU SO TENSE.

"TENSE"? ME? OH, HECK, NO.

- I OUGHT TO GO NOW.
- YOU JUST GOT HERE.

LISTEN, MILES BETWEEN ME
AND SLEEP. DID I SAY THAT?

- UH... UH...
- ARTHUR,

DO YOU REMEMBER WHEN I USED TO REMIND
YOU WHEN YOU WEREN'T MAKING SENSE?

- UH, YEAH.
- WELL, THIS IS
ONE OF THOSE TIMES.

OH, WELL, LISTEN, LET
ME TRY AND EXPLAIN.

UH... UM...

IT'S ABOUT THAT
P-PROPOSITION OF YOURS.

UH-HUH?

WELL, I JUST CAME OVER
HERE TO TELL YOU THAT...

I DON'T THINK I CAN DO THAT.

DON'T I EVEN GET
TO MAKE MY PITCH?

AND THEN, YOU KNOW,
WHILE I WAS STANDING THERE

FOR A FEW MINUTES
ALONE, I THOUGHT...

(whistles) BOY, MAYBE I COULD.

WELL, THAT'S GREAT, BUT I
WANT TO TALK TO YOU ABOUT IT.

AND NOW I DON'T KNOW
WHETHER I CAN AGAIN. I...

AS YOU CAN SEE, I'M JUST AS GOOD

AS EVER ABOUT MAKING DECISIONS.

ARTHUR, LET ME TELL YOU

WHAT THIS RELATIONSHIP
CAN MEAN TO YOU.

I'VE GOT SOME VISUAL
AIDS IN THE OTHER ROOM.

OH, NO!

- THAT'S OKAY.
- WELL, OKAY, THEN.

JUST CLOSE YOUR
EYES... CLOSE YOUR EYES...

AND IMAGINE.

OKAY, IT COULD BE LIKE...

IT COULD BE LIKE HAVING

A BRANCH SALES
OFFICE IN ANOTHER CITY.

HOW CAN IT BE LIKE THAT?

THEN YOU WOULDN'T BE
SPREADING YOURSELF TOO THIN.

OH, MY.

AND YOU WOULDN'T HAVE TO RELY

ON THE LITTLE GUY FOR
ALL THE NEW BUSINESS.

- JOYCE...
- YES?

WHAT ARE WE TALKING ABOUT?

WE'RE TALKING ABOUT
NORBERT-HASKINS,

THE REP FIRM I WORK FOR.

- "REP FIRM"?
- YES.

WE WANT TO REPRESENT WKRP.

- OH. (weak chuckle)
- WHAT'D YOU THINK?

OH, OH, I KNEW THAT. (laughing)

HECK, YOU CAN'T FOOL AN OLD
SALESMAN WITH SALESMAN TALK.

NO.

I COULD NEVER LIE TO YOU.

YOU INVITED ME UP TO
YOUR HOTEL ROOM, AND...

THEN YOU SAID YOU WANTED TO SLIP
INTO SOMETHING MORE COMFORTABLE, I...

WELL, THIS IS MORE COMFORTABLE.

YEAH, SURE, BUT,
UH... OH, ARTHUR.

I'M SO SORRY. I...

I WOULDN'T MISLEAD
YOU FOR ANYTHING.

NO, NO. IT'S MY FAULT.

YOU KNOW HOW I AM. I
NEVER GET ANYTHING RIGHT.

YOU KNOW, I'M TOUCHED
THAT YOU WOULD EVEN

- THINK OF ME THAT WAY.
- YOU ARE?

I THINK YOU'RE A TERRIFIC GUY.

- I AM?
- MM-HMM.

IF YOU WEREN'T MARRIED,
I'D CAMP ON YOUR DOORSTEP.

LISTEN, IF I WEREN'T MARRIED

YOU WOULDN'T HAVE
TO CAMP VERY LONG.

BUT I AM,

AND I'D BETTER GO.

OKAY.

GOODBYE, ARTHUR.

OH.

YOU TOO.

HEY.

YOU KNOW, UH, I COULD CHANGE

INTO SOMETHING EVEN
MORE COMFORTABLE.

I... I WAS JUST KIDDING.

I WAS JUST KIDDING.

- SO WAS I.
- OH.

- I'D BETTER GO.
- ARTHUR... YOU KNOW,

THERE IS SOMETHING VERY...
VERY DIFFERENT ABOUT YOU.

YEAH.

THE OLD SPICE.

- (pop music plays)
- GOT ANY SEVENS?

GO FISH.

(music fades)

- (snaps fingers)
- UM...

- (new song begins)
- THAT WAS LAUREN WOOD,

AND THIS IS VENUS, LIVE FROM
THE PALACE OF SPLENDOR.

BUT I'M NOT ALONE.
"SHE'S A BAD MAMA JAMA."

IT'S AFTER 3:30.

THAT'S WHEN THE BOMB
IS SUPPOSED TO GO OFF.

GOT ANY QUEENS?

(exhales sharply) RATS.

LOOK, UH, OBVIOUSLY
THE BOMB IS JUST JIVE.

LET'S HIT IT.

WHY DON'T WE STAY HERE
TILL 4:00 AND JUST TURN IT OVER

WHEN LES STARTS WITH THE NEWS?

OKAY. BUT WE DOUBLE THE STAKES.

OKAY.

- WHAT IS THAT?
- WHAT'S WHAT?

- (sirens wailing)
- SOUNDS LIKE SIRENS.

YEAH, I GUESS SO.

WELL, YOU DON'T USUALLY
HEAR SIRENS IN THE COUNTRYSIDE.

SOUNDS LIKE A LOT OF 'EM.

MUST BE A FIRE SOMEPLACE.

IT SOUNDS LIKE THEY'RE
HEADED THIS WAY.

- I KNOW WHAT IT IS.
- WHAT?

IT'S THE PHONE COMPANY. THEY
KNOW WHAT I DID HERE TODAY.

- WHAT ARE YOU TALKING ABOUT?
- THEY'RE COMING TO GET ME, MAN!

OH, PARANOIA.

WAKE UP, SUCKER. THIS IS THE
PHONE COMPANY WE'RE TALKING ABOUT.

I MEAN, THEY SEE EVERYTHING,
THEY KNOW EVERYTHING.

THEY'VE GOT THEIR OWN
COVERT POLICE FORCE.

I'M PROBABLY WIRED
FOR SOUND RIGHT NOW.

- I GOT TO GET OUT OF HERE.
- JOHNNY...

DON'T USE MY NAME!

YES, THANK YOU, SERGEANT.

WHAT HAPPENED?

THE GUY JUST KEPT BABBLING ON
AND ON UNTIL THE POLICE GOT THERE.

- THEY NAILED HIM.
- OH. WELL, ON LINE TWO,

THE POLICE DISPATCHER HAS ME
PATCHED IN TO ONE OF THE SQUAD CARS.

THEY'RE STILL ABOUT A HALF MILE
AWAY. ARE YOU STILL THERE, OFFICER?

AS LONG AS WE'RE STILL ON
THE AIR, MEANS THEY'RE OKAY.

ANDY, DID YOU LOOK AT THE TIME?

3:33, RIGHT?

THAT'S IT. NO BOMB.

I KNEW IT.

OFFICER, IT'S THREE
MINUTES PAST THE TIME

THE BOMB WAS SUPPOSED TO GO OFF.

- DO YOU SEE ANYTHING?
- (Static)

OFFICER?

BE CALM.

IT'S AN OLD TRANSMITTER. IT
BREAKS DOWN ALL THE TIME.

THE BOMB?

OFFICER,

ARE YOU SURE?

DO YOU SEE ANYBODY
HANGING AROUND OUT THERE?

THANK YOU.

(off)

- I DON'T BELIEVE IT.
- IT DOESN'T MAKE ANY SENSE.

(vocalizing jaunty tune)

- JENNIFER.
- MR. CARLSON?

- WHAT IS IT?
- IT'S OKAY, JENNIFER.

I'LL TELL HIM.

TELL ME WHAT?

COME ON, MR. CARLSON.
WE NEED TO TALK.

NO, NO, WE ARE OFF THE AIR.

NOW, HOW CAN WE
ANNOUNCE WE ARE OFF THE AIR

WHEN WE ARE OFF THE AIR?

I DON'T CARE, TRAVIS. I SHOULD'VE
BEEN HERE INSTEAD OF OVER...

IT'S MY FAULT. I SHOULDN'T HAVE SENT
THEM OUT THERE IN THE FIRST PLACE.

NEITHER OF YOU SHOULD BE BLAMING
YOURSELVES. IT'S NOT YOUR FAULT.

YOU DIDN'T SEE ME!
YOU DIDN'T SEE ME!

JOHNNY!

- WHAT ARE YOU DOING, MAN?
- HIDE ME, HIDE ME.

TRAVIS, I'LL PLAY ANYTHING.
I'LL PLAY THE CARPENTERS.

I'LL PLAY BARRY
MANILOW. JUST HIDE ME.

- JOHNNY, WHERE IS VENUS?
- HE'S... HE'S...

- WHAT? YEAH?
- HE'S...

- OH, NO!
- HE'S PARKING THE CAR.

- (relieved sighs)
- JOHNNY, LISTEN TO ME.

- WHAT HAPPENED DOWN THERE, MAN?
- OH, IT WAS TERRIBLE.

FIRST THERE WERE THE SIRENS,
AND THEN THE EXPLOSION.

THE BOMB WAS AT THE TRANSMITTER.

I WAS ALMOST KILLED. THE
BOMB WAS AT THE TRANSMITTER.

BY THEN, I WAS ABOUT A
QUARTER OF A MILE AWAY,

BUT I COULD SEE THE PLACE
WAS CRAWLING WITH PHONE COPS.

WHAT'S HE TALKING ABOUT?

THE BOMB WAS AT THE TRANSMITTER.

THAT'S WHAT WE'VE BEEN TRYING
TO TELL YOU GUYS ALL AFTERNOON.

DON'T YOU PEOPLE GET
IT? IT WAS THE PHONE COPS.

WHAT IS HE TALKING ABOUT?

HE BEAT THE DAYLIGHTS OUT OF THE
PHONE. HE THINKS THEY'RE AFTER HIM.

NATURALLY, WHEN WE
HEARD THE SIRENS, WE SPLIT.

HE SPLIT. I STAYED ON THE JOB...

TILL I REALIZED HE WAS
DRIVING OFF IN MY CAR.

HAD TO CHASE HIM
ACROSS HALF A CORNFIELD.

WELL, AT LEAST YOU GUYS GOT...

AT LEAST YOU GOT OUT OF THERE
BEFORE THE BOMB EXPLODED.

YEAH, I TRIED TO TELL YOU, MAN...
THESE PHONE COPS PLAY HARDBALL.

I DON'T KNOW HOW
TO TELL YOU THIS,

BUT THERE IS NO SUCH
THING AS PHONE COPS.

OH, SURE. COVER FOR 'EM.

WHAT? LOOK, THE REAL COPS...

LOOK AT ME. THE REAL COPS
CAUGHT THE MANIAC THAT DID IT.

- THE REAL COPS ARE IN ON IT!
- WHAT IS THIS?

APPARENTLY, THE BOMB
WAS HIDDEN IN A TOOLBOX.

- "TOOLBOX"?
- THE TOOLBOX?

JOHNNY, VENUS, YOU'RE ALIVE.

THE NEWSMAN'S EYE...
YOU JUST CAN'T FOOL HIM.

WELL, THAT'S WONDERFUL.

GEE, THANKS, LES.

OF COURSE, I'LL HAVE
TO UPDATE MY STORY.

- HIS STORY.
- HOW'D YOU LIKE IT, ANDY?

HOW DID I LIKE WHAT, LES?

MY 4:00 NEWS REPORT.
DIDN'T YOU LISTEN?

LES, THE TRANSMITTER BLEW UP.

OF COURSE. THAT WAS MY LEAD.

WAIT A MINUTE.

YOU LED OFF YOUR NEWSCAST

BY TELLING THEM THAT
WE WERE OFF THE AIR?

NO.

BUT I CAN INCLUDE
THAT IN MY UPDATE.

NO. NOT GONNA GO
TO THE CLUB TONIGHT.

HMM-MM. COMING STRAIGHT HOME.

YEAH. I'LL SEE YOU
SOON, SWEETHEART.

BYE.

WELL, BUCKY SAID IT'D TAKE ABOUT
A MONTH TO FIX THE TRANSMITTER.

OOH, GOOD. WELL, MAYBE I
CAN START MY VACATION EARLY.

OH, NOW, WAIT A
MINUTE. NOT SO FAST.

I JUST GOT OFF THE PHONE WITH
CLARK CALLAHAN OVER AT WPIG,

AND HE SAID HE WOULD LET US
USE HIS AUXILIARY TRANSMITTER.

WHAT A GUY. I TELL YOU, TRAVIS,

THAT'S WHAT I LIKE ABOUT BEING PART OF
THE CINCINNATI BROADCASTING COMMUNITY.

COMPETITIVE... OH, HECK, YEAH,

BUT WHEN THERE'S AN EMERGENCY,
WE ALL PULL TOGETHER, BY GOLLY.

- WE HELP ONE ANOTHER.
- YEAH, HE SAID IT'D COST
ABOUT $800.

- A MONTH?
- A WEEK.

- THE SWINE.
- GOOD NIGHT.

GOOD NIGHT, TRAVIS.

(sighs) $800... GEE.

OH, JENNIFER, BEFORE YOU LEAVE,

- WOULD YOU DO JUST
ONE MORE THING FOR ME?
- OF COURSE.

WOULD YOU CALL YOUR
FLORIST AND HAVE HIM SEND

A DOZEN LONG-STEMMED
ROSES TO MY WIFE, PLEASE?

I ALREADY DID THAT.

JENNIFER,

YOU REALLY ARE
THE BEST, YOU KNOW?

THANKS.

- GOOD NIGHT, LITTLE GUY.
- GOOD NIGHT, BIG...

(phone rings)

WKRP.

(man singing rock, indistinct)

(meows)