- [last lines]
- [Mr. Carlson and Venus are in the control booth the night after the tragedy]
- Venus Flytrap: One question. You gonna change us back to elevator music?
- Arthur Carlson: We're a rock and roll station, Venus. We're going to stay that way.
- Venus Flytrap: Good. I'm glad to hear that.
- Arthur Carlson: Yeah, so was Andy.
- Arthur Carlson: [as he turns to leave to head to meet the staff to go to the candlelight vigil] Well, I guess I better get over there, everyone's probably waiting on me.
- Venus Flytrap: [handing Mr. Carlson a candle] Do me a favor? Take this over for me, will you?
- Arthur Carlson: Yeah, you got it.
- Arthur Carlson: [looking at the map of Cincinnati on the control booth wall] You know, Venus, there's been a lot of talk about setting up a commission to look into what happened. It's not going to be just talk, this town's gonna do it. Ah, it's a good town, Venus. We're responsible people.
- Venus Flytrap: Yeah.
- Arthur Carlson: [softly] Good night.
- Venus Flytrap: [after Mr. Carlson exits the control booth and Venus returns to listening to his on-air music] Good night.
- [cut to epilogue denoting tragedy over camera shot of window overlooking outside downtown area]
- Les Nessman: We are newsmen. I mean, news-persons. And we've got a story to cover here. A very important one.
- Bailey Quarters: I don't know, Les. I, uh, I feel so angry, and, uh, sad, and confused, that I don't think I can handle this story.
- Les Nessman: I need you, Bailey. You were at the concert, and I wasn't. Look, if, if we work at this thing together, we can handle it better than any other station, local or national.
- Bailey Quarters: I don't know.
- [shakes her head]
- Les Nessman: Sure we can.
- Bailey Quarters: You think so?
- Les Nessman: Yes!
- Bailey Quarters: I don't know.
- [shakes her head]
- Les Nessman: We can, Bailey!
- Bailey Quarters: Yeah?
- Les Nessman: Yeah!
- [gets his coat]
- Les Nessman: Look, it will be just like... Holmes and Watson,
- [chuckles]
- Les Nessman: no, or, uh, no, I mean, uh, Woodward and
- [pronounces wrong:]
- Les Nessman: Bernstein.
- [gets it right:]
- Les Nessman: Bernstein! Bernstein and Barbara Walters!
- Bailey Quarters: [as he gets her coat] Should be a pair.
- [chuckles]
- Les Nessman: Here's your coat. Come on.
- [she gets up, he puts the coat tenderly over her shoulders, they hug]
- Bailey Quarters: [chuckles] Thanks.
- Les Nessman: What do you say?
- Bailey Quarters: [picks up her glasses] I, uh, say...
- [tearfully:]
- Bailey Quarters: Let's... kick butt and get that story, okay, Nessman?
- [heads for door]
- Les Nessman: [follows] Okay, Quarters.
- Dr. Johnny Fever: [philosophically to Les as Bailey has just turned Johnny down for a date] I don't know, Les. What do women want?
- Les Nessman: [after a long pause being confused by the question] Tupperware!
- Dr. Johnny Fever: Uh, Bailey...
- Bailey Quarters: Yup?
- Dr. Johnny Fever: Uh, I know that you... probably think that a personable, hip DJ like myself has a date for the show tonight...
- Bailey Quarters: Yes?
- Dr. Johnny Fever: Let's not beat about the bush, okay?
- Bailey Quarters: [smiling] I'm sorry, Johnny, but I'm already going with someone else.
- Dr. Johnny Fever: You could have beaten around the bush a little longer. Who's the guy?
- Bailey Quarters: Oh, he's a manic depressive divinity student
- [nods]
- Bailey Quarters: who has a serious drinking problem.
- Dr. Johnny Fever: [nods] Sounds like father of fun.
- Herb Tarlek: According to Andy, Venus has been invited to be the guest DJ at the concert tonight.
- Dr. Johnny Fever: No kidding!
- Venus Flytrap: Well, a few years ago I knew some of the guys in the band, so...
- Herb Tarlek: So... he's being picked up in a yellow limo... by ladies wearing tight satin jeans and sporting gold ankle bracelets.
- Venus Flytrap: The Lord is kind, John.