Happy Fathers Day, Daaaad.
[looks in the box, throws the present back at his son]
What is this piece of crap?! I thought I told you I wanted a Rolex! A Rolex! [a knock on R.J.'s office door] What?!
[A station employee opens the door cautiously and sheepishly, wearing a large white cowboy hat with a big feather band and a raccoon tail.]
Sir?
What do you want?
I just thought I ought to tell you sir, that there's been a lot of talk on the street about this Channel 62. They're... they're starting to get a pretty strong following.
Excuse me? Did you say Channel 62?
Uh huh...
Do I have to remind you, that we are a network affiliate? And we are in competition with other networks, not with a bunch of punks, broadcasting out of a closet!
But, s..s..s..
Do you enjoy wasting my time? Get out of my office! [employee starts to leave] And take that ridiculous thing off!
[The station employee stops, waits a minute, then takes off...his mustache and leaves!]
