- Buckey Dornster: Take it up with my union.
- Del Murdock: [speed-talking] Union! I don't want any trouble with unions, I hate unions, however I'm all for 'em, don't forget I said that.
- Buckey Dornster: Speed kills, Del.
- Buckey Dornster: [walking out of the storeroom] Excuse me.
- Bob Burnatt: [as Buckey walks right past him] Hold it right there, pal.
- Buckey Dornster: [turning around and looking at Bob holding a gun, then at Johnny and Del for confirmation of what's happening] I'm sorry, I'm on a lunch break.
- Bob Burnatt: [pointing the gun at Buckey as Buckey was walking away] Freeze!
- Buckey Dornster: [turning back] OK. Go ahead and shoot. But you're gonna have to answer to Engineers Local 6-oh-1 if I don't get my lunch.
- Bob Burnatt: [turning to Johnny] Is he right? Is he in 6-oh-1?
- [Johnny nods affirmatively]
- Bob Burnatt: [to Buckey] Well, I don't want any trouble with unions, especially that one. I guess it's "bon appetite!"
- [Buckey turns and exits the store]
- [with Andy in the passenger seat, Mr. Carlson is speeding and weaving in and out of traffic to hurry down to the stereo store where an unknown person is holding up at gunpoint among others Johnny]
- Andy Travis: Mr. Carlson!
- Arthur Carlson: What?
- Andy Travis: I think you ran that light back there.
- Arthur Carlson: [frantically] I don't have to worry about lights, Travis. An employee of mine is in trouble.
- Andy Travis: Mr. Carlson!
- Arthur Carlson: What?
- Andy Travis: Maybe this isn't such a good idea. I mean, what are we gonna do when we get there?
- Arthur Carlson: What do you mean "what are we gonna do"? We're gonna see the man with the gun.
- Andy Travis: [matter-of-factly] Exactly.
- [the car is seen doing an abrupt U-turn to return to the station]
- Dr. Johnny Fever: You got some coffee here?
- Del Murdock: [speed-talking] Coffee, we got it, yeah, not just for you either. Customers get the same treatment, you'll see, it's the kinda guy I am, just don't touch anything though this is very important, just don't touch the merchandise!
- Dr. Johnny Fever: Uh-huh. Speed kills, Del.
- Bob Burnatt: I've made a terrible mistake. A terrible, terrible mistake.
- Dr. Johnny Fever: Look, we all make mistakes.
- Bob Burnatt: Yeah, but this one's gonna ruin my life.
- Dr. Johnny Fever: Look, we all ruin our lives.
- Bob Burnatt: Yeah, but I'm going to jail.
- Dr. Johnny Fever: We all--- Not necessarily. This is WKRP, remember? Nobody's listening.
- Bob Burnatt: Yeah, but someone at the station must have called the police by now.
- Dr. Johnny Fever: That's just it. You gotta get out of here while you still can.