Anchorman: The Legend of Ron Burgundy

Anchorman: The Legend of Ron Burgundy quotes

124 total quotes (ID: 38)

Brian Fantana
Brick Tamland
Champ Kind
Ed Harken
Multiple Characters
Ron Burgundy
Veronica Corningstone
Wes Mantooth


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: ...The party ...the pants ...party with the pants?
Veronica Corningstone: Brick are you saying that there is 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
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?


Champ Kind: What's this?
Wes Mantooth: Well, well, well, Ron Burgundy and the Channel 4 News Team.
Ron Burgundy: Hello, Wes Mantooth, Hello, Evening News team.
Wes Mantooth: Nice clothes, gentlemen! I didn't know that the Salvation Army was having a sale. Am I right? Am I right? Look at these guys!
Brick Tamland: Hey, where did you get those clothes, the...toilet...store?
Wes Mantooth: What are you doing on our station's turf, Burgundy? You're about to get a serious beat down.
Champ Kind: I will smash your face into a car windshield, and then take your mother Dorothy Mantooth out for a nice seafood dinner and never call her again!
Wes Mantooth: Dorothy Mantooth is a saint! You understand me? Dorothy Mantooth is a saint!
Ron Burgundy: Hey, leave the mothers out of this. It's unnecessary. Besides, I'm sure Wes here is just upset about finishing second in the ratings again.
Wes Mantooth: That's completely uncalled for, Burgundy. You know those rating systems are flawed. They don't take in account houses that have... uh... more than two television sets... and...other things of that nature.
Ron Burgundy: I guess I have to take you at your word, No. 2. You have a great day, fellas, we'll see you around the bend.

[trying to woo Veronica the first time] Hello. I couldn't help but notice you from across the party, and... I don't normally do this, but I felt compelled to tell you something. You have... the most breathtaking... hiney. I mean that thing is good. I wanna be friends with it. [...] Do you know who I am? [...] I don't know how to put this but I'm kind of a big deal. [...] People know me. [...] I'm very important. I have many leather-bound books and my apartment smells of rich mahogany.

[to Ron] From deep down in my stomach, with every inch of me, I pure, straight hate you. But goddammit, do I respect you!

I am a man! I am an ANCHORman! [...] I'm a man who invented the wheel and built the Eiffel Tower out of metal and brawn. That's what kind of man I am. You're just a woman with a small brain. With a brain a third the size of us. It's science.

Ladies and gentlemen, can I please have your attention. I've just been handed a urgent and horrifying news story, and I need all of you, to stop what you're doing and listen. Cannonball!

Champ Kind: The bottom line is you've been spending a lot of time with this lady, Ron. You're a member of the Channel Four News Team.
Ron Burgundy: That's a given.
Champ Kind: We need you. Hell, I need you. I'm a mess without you. I miss you so damn much. I miss being with you, I miss being near you. I miss your laugh. I miss your scent; I miss your musk. When this all gets sorted out, I think you and me should get an apartment together.
Brian Fantana: Take it easy, Champ. Why don't you stop talking for a while?

[subtitled conversation between Ron's dog Baxter and an attacking bear] Baxter: Leave these people alone. They mean you no harm.
Bear: We Bears are a proud race. They must pay for their intrusion.
Baxter: On my journey I met one of your kind. His name was Katow-jo. We became friends.
Bear: Katow-jo is my cousin. Go in peace.
Baxter: I will tell tales of your compassion.
Bear: Fare thee well, Baxter. You shall always be friend of the bears.


Garth Holliday: [sobbing incoherently] Coming out with stink like that...poop...you poop-mouth, there's poop coming out of your mouth...
Ron Burgundy: Garth, if I were to give you some money from out of my wallet.... would that help ease the pain? [glances at Ed for approval]
Garth Holliday: [crying] I hate you Ron Burgundy, I hate you!

I know what you're thinking. And the answer is yes, I do have a nickname for my penis. It's called The Octagon. But I've also nicknamed my testes. The left one is James Westfall, and the right one is Dr. Kenneth Noisewater. You ladies play your cards right, you might just get to meet the whole gang.

Veronica Corningstone: My God, what is that smell?
Brian Fantana: That's the smell of desire my lady.
Veronica Corningstone: God no, it smells like, like a used diaper... filled with Indian food! Oh, excuse me.
Brian Fantana: You know, desire smells like that to some people
Garth Holliday: What is that? Smells like a turd covered in burnt hair.
News Station Employee: It smells like Bigfoot's dick!
(cut to Brian being jet-hosed) Hoser: This is worse than when that raccoon got in the photocopier!

Ron Burgundy: You are a smelly pirate hooker!
Veronica Corningstone: You look like a blueberry!
Ron Burgundy: Why don't you go back to your home on Whore Island!
Veronica Corningstone: Well you... have bad hair!
Ron Burgandy: [shellshocked] What did you say?
Veronica Corningstone: I said... your hair looks stupid.

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.

[singing] Oh, Baxter, you are my little gentleman. I'll take you to foggy London town, because you are my little gentleman. [stops singing] Mmm, this burrito is delicious, but it is filling. [throws burrito out the window, where it hits a man on a motorcycle]


Ron Burgundy: Thanks for watching Channel 4 News. You stay classy, San Diego. [observing a question mark on the TelePrompter, which was added by one of the editors as a gag] I'm Ron Burgundy?
Ed Harken: Dammit, who typed a question mark on the TelePrompter? How many times do I have to tell you? Anything you type, Burgundy will read!