Brick Tamland: I'm Brick Tamland. People seem to like me because I am polite and I am rarely late. I enjoy ice cream and a nice pair of slacks. Years later, a doctor will tell me I have an I.Q. of 48 and that I am considered mentally retarded.
Brian Fantana: Oh, that was one crazy party. I am hung over.
Champ Kind: Tell me about it. I woke up this morning and I shit a squirrel. I mean it. Literally. Hell of it is, damn thing's still alive. So I got this shit-covered squirrel down there in the office. Don't know what to name it.
Brick Tamland: I'm sorry, Champ. I think I ate your chocolate squirrel.
Ron Burgundy: Last time I looked in the dictionary, my name's Ron Burgundy. What's your name?
Brian Fantana: Brian Fantana.
Champ Kind: Champ Kind.
Brick Tamland: Brian Fantana.
Brian Fantana: No, you're Brick.
Brick Tamland: Brian.
Brian Fantana: I'm Brian.
Brick Tamland: Veronica.
Brian Fantana: Don't get me wrong, I love the ladies. I mean they really rev my engines, but they don't belong in the newsroom!
Champ Kind: It is anchorMAN, not anchorLADY!
Brick Tamland: I don't know what we're yelling about!
Brick Tamland: LOUD NOISES!
Ron Burgundy: The Germans discovered it in 1904, and they called it "San Diego", which in German means "whale's vagina".
Ron Burgundy: Boy, that escalated quickly... I mean, that really got out of hand fast!
Champ Kind: It jumped up a notch!
Ron Burgundy: It did, didn't it?
Brick Tamland: Yeah, I stabbed a man in the heart!
Ron Burgundy: I saw that! Brick killed a guy! Did you throw a trident?
Brick Tamland: Yeah, there were horses, and a man on fire, and I killed a guy with a trident!
Ron Burgundy: Brick, I've been meaning to talk to you about that. You should find yourself a safehouse or a relative close by. Lay low for a while, because you're probably wanted for murder.
Ron Burgundy: Brick, where did you get a hand grenade?
Brick Tamland: I don't know.
Announcer: Now it's time for the Channel 4 news team, with 5 time Emmy-winning anchorman Ron Burgundy and Tits McGee!
Veronica Corningstone: Good evening, I'm Veronica Corningstone; Tits McGee is on vacation.
Ron Burgundy: And I'm Tits... I'm Ron Burgundy.
Veronica Corningstone: ...and that can be very distracting. Okay, so when we get to the pet shop...
Brick Tamland: Cough. Look over here. Excuse me, Veronica?
Veronica Corningstone: Yes? What is it, Brick?
Brick Tamland: I would like to extend to you an invitation to the pants party.
Veronica Corningstone: Excuse me?
Brick Tamland: [struggling] The... party. With the... with the pants. Party with pants?
Veronica Corningstone: Brick, are you saying that there's a party in your pants and that I'm invited?
Brick Tamland: That's it.
Veronica Corningstone: Did Brian tell you to say this, Brick?
Brick Tamland: No! Yes. He did.
Veronica Corningstone: Okay. No. I don't want to go to a party in your pants.
Brick Tamland: Very well. Ian, would you like to go to a party in my pants?
Ian: No, Brick.
Brick Tamland: All right. Lets go.
[runs off, there is a sound of crashing off screen]
Brick Tamland: It's all right! I'm all right!
Brick Tamland: [riding a bear] Look, I'm riding a big furry tractor.
Brick Tamland: Where'd you get those suits from, the... toilet store?
Brick Tamland: [opposing women in the newsroom] I heard somewhere their periods attract bears. They can smell the menstruation.
Brian Fantana: See, Ed? Now you're putting the whole building in danger.
Brick Tamland: I ate fiberglass insulation. It wasn't cotton candy like the guy said... my tummy itches.
Brian Fantana: So the team pancake breakfast is tomorrow morning at nine, instead of eight.
Ron Burgundy: Oop... I almost forgot. I won't be able to make it fellas. Veronica and I trying this new fad called uh, "jogging". I believe it's "jogging" or "yogging". it might be a soft "j". I'm not sure but apparently you just run for an extended period of time. It's supposed to be wild.
Ron Burgundy: Hello San Diego, I'm back... but I'm going to need help reporting such a big story, from the lovely Miss Veronica Corningstone.
[Brick comes on screen]
Ron Burgundy: [shoves Brick] No Brick, not you...
:thumb: Great quotes.