Reporter: Excuse me Mr. Cannon but how can you justify driving around in a gas guzzling Lincoln Continental.
Frank Cannon: Well how am I going to fit the girls in it when I am driving them down to Atlantic City.
Reporter: What girls?
Frank Cannon: Stella Stevens, Angie Dickinson and Charo.
Reporter: What do they want with a fat load like you?
Frank Cannon: Don't be a wise guy you little pissant. Anyone who can see their pecker past a belly like mine must have a real shlong.
Reporter: I would like take a poll on that.
Frank Cannon: I don't swing like that. Talk to Barnaby Jones. He was a dancer you know.
Reporter: I still don't believe you.
Frank Cannon: What do I give a shit? The girls like to take the pole. I mean I admit I am a fat fuck so they are always on top. But they love it. They invented a new sport. They call it pole dancing.
Reporter: What a crock.
Frank Cannon: Hey why don't you go chase down Richard Kimble or some shit like that?
Reporter: The people have a right to know.
Frank Cannon: Why can't I just eat my burgers?
