Blind Pilots, Kings of Leon, Radiohead, bloc party, Interpol, New Order, Jeff Buckley, CSS, Hot Chip, Thom Yorke, Arcade Fire, The Strokes, artic monkeys, faithless and other stuff!!!

Anchorman, Napolean Dynamite, Blades of glory, knocked up (smmortion) Walk the Line, The Notebook, Chicago, Moulin Rouge, Shrek, the die hard movies, waynes world, Forest Gump

Ron Burgundy: [to dog] You're so wise. You're like a miniature Buddha, covered with hair.

Ron Burgundy: I love scotch. Scotchy, scotch, scotch. Here it goes down, down into my belly...

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 Burgundy: [insulted] What did you say?
Veronica Corningstone: I said... your hair... looks stupid.

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.

[to Baxter]
Ron Burgundy: What? You pooped in the refrigerator? And you ate the whole... wheel of cheese? How'd you do that? Heck, I'm not even mad; that's amazing. How 'bout we get you in your p.j.'s and we hit the hay.

Ron Burgundy: I'm in a glass case of emotion.

Brick Tamland: I don't know what we're yelling about.

Brick Tamland: [shouts] Loud noises.

Brick Tamland: You're not Ron.

Ron Burgundy: Go fuck yourself, San Diego.

Ron Burgundy: I'm gonna punch you in the ovary, that's what I'm gonna do. A straight shot. Right to the babymaker.

Ron Burgundy: Brick, where did you get a hand grenade?
Brick Tamland: I don't know.

Brick Tamland: I ate a big, red candle.

Ron Burgundy: The human torch was denied a bank loan.

Brian Fantana:Where is the suit store? We've been walking for 45 minutes.
Champ Kind: Brick, I thought you said this was a shortcut.
Brick Tamland: Fantastic.
Ron Burgundy: Well, is it a shortcut or not?
Brick Tamland: Okay.

Brick Tamland: Where'd you get those clothes from, the toilet store?

Brick Tamland: [riding a bear] Hey, Ron. I'm riding a furry tractor.

Brick Tamland: I love... carpet.
Brick Tamland: I love... desk.
Ron Burgundy: Brick, are you just looking at things in the office and saying that you love them?
Brick Tamland: I love lamp.
Ron Burgundy: Do you really love the lamp, or are you just saying it because you saw it?
Brick Tamland: I love lamp. I love lamp.

Brick Tamland: I'm Brick Tamland. People seem to like me because I am polite and I am rarely late. I like to eat ice cream and I really enjoy a nice pair of slacks. Years later, a doctor will tell me that I have an I.Q. of 48 and am what some people call mentally retarded.

Brick Tamland: [opposing women in the newsroom] I read somewhere their periods attract bears. Bears can smell the menstruation.

Brick Tamland: Mm. I just burned my tongue.

Ed Harken: Ron, are you paying attention?
Ron Burgundy: Nope!