WKRP in Cincinnati (TV Series)

Bailey's Show (1978)

Jan Smithers: Bailey Quarters

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• Jennifer Marlowe : Bailey, women who want to be broadcast producers do not cry in public.

  Bailey Quarters : Then I'll cry in my car on the way home.

  Jennifer Marlowe : That's the way men do it.

• Andy Travis : Bailey!

  Bailey Quarters : Yes?

  Andy Travis : How about you. You got an idea?

  Bailey Quarters : [standing up and clearing her throat]  Yes, Andy, I do. My idea is to do a fifteen-minute talk show once a week called Cincinnati Beat.

  Herb Tarlek : [sarcastically in a sing-song tone]  Boring!

  Bailey Quarters : [sincerely]  What would make this show fresh and different is that we would talk to the average citizen who might not otherwise have a voice to the public.

  Les Nessman : [to Andy]  It's been done!

  Bailey Quarters : It would also be an unusual show because... Johnny would be doing the interviews.

  Herb Tarlek : [emphatically]  That's nuts!

  Bailey Quarters : And... and I would produce it.

  Andy Travis : I beg your pardon?

  Bailey Quarters : I... I would produce it.

  Andy Travis : A little louder, Bailey!

  Bailey Quarters : [with all her might]  I said I would produce it!

  Herb Tarlek : But you're just a rookie, Bailey.

  Les Nessman : Andy, this isn't the Ohio State Journalism School. *This* is the big time.

  Andy Travis : Bailey!

  Bailey Quarters : [timidly]  Yes?

  Andy Travis : I like it. Go talk to Johnny, all right?

  Bailey Quarters : Okay.

  Andy Travis : Okay.

• Venus Flytrap : I think I'll split.

  Bailey Quarters : Okay.

  Mrs. Woodruff : You see, my Hatchback Supreme broke down on a deserted stretch of highway. Now that's when I saw the incredibly bright light in a field and felt myself compelled to walk toward it.

  Venus Flytrap : [smiling]  I think I'll stay.

  Mrs. Woodruff : Before I knew it, I was surrounded by a group of strange people in gold lamé suits.

  Venus Flytrap : That would either be The Temptations or The Four Tops.

• Mrs. Woodruff : Well, anyhow, to make a long *internationally copyrighted* story short, I was beamed aboard their spaceship, what they call a "get-gone", and transported to Ha-cha-cha Number Three. That's what you people call Mars.

  Venus Flytrap : Did this place have heavy metal screens on the windows?

  Mrs. Woodruff : Yes!

  Venus Flytrap : Lucky guess.

  Mrs. Woodruff : Well, anyhow, I was held on Number Three for, ooh, about two or three weeks, before I gained the confidence of Ernst, the divisional commander. I guess it was just a matter of knowing the right people, because Ernst got me transferred to the Caves of Grin. Which was minimum security. Still is, I guess.

  Bailey Quarters : That was lucky.

  Mrs. Woodruff : Oh, yes! Mm-hmm. Anyhow, one day I'm just sitting around, minding my own business, when a Drell comes up, who's obviously had one too many wowies. Well, I got his joy-stopper away from him, and shot him twice, right through the gnorl. Then I made my way back to Cincinnati.

  Bailey Quarters : But you're okay now.

  Mrs. Woodruff : Oh, yes. Except they're still after me. Uh, Ernst wants our son back. I can't really blame him.