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Saturday 3 February 2024

Groundhog Day — Bummer.

Every day is exactly the same
Every day is exactly the same
There is no love here 
and there is no pain
Every day is exactly the same


Bill Murray honors the late Harold Ramis on "Groundhog Day"









The Weatherman :
Rita. Can you keep a secret, Larry? 
I'm probably leaving PBH. 
So this will be the last time we 
do The Groundhog together. 

Larry, The Cameraman :
What's wrong with The Groundhog Festival? 
In San Diego, I covered the swallows 
returning to Capistrano six years

The Weatherman :
Someday, somebody will see me 
interviewing a groundhogand 
think I don't have A Future

Rita, The Weatherman's Producer :
I think it's a nice story. He comes out
and he looks aroud.... 
He wrinkles-up his little nose --
He sees His Shadow 
or he doesn't see it. 
It's nice. People like it. 

The Weatherman :
You are new, aren't you? 
People like blood sausage too. 
People are morons

Rita, The Weatherman's Producer :
Nice attitude. 

Look in the mirror and see 
what you look like doing 
that groundhog thing.
 For me? Once? 

He comes out and looks 
at his little shadow.

The Weatherman :
Would you like some blood sausage?

Rita, The Weatherman's Producer :
I like blood sausage. 

The Weatherman :
Rita, I can't stay here.

Larry, The Cameraman :
Prima donna

Rita, The Weatherman's Producer :
I'll handle it. What's the matter? 

The Weatherman :
I hate this place. I stayed here 
two years ago. I was miserable.
It's a fleabag. I'm not staying here.

Rita, The Weatherman's Producer :
You're not staying here. 

The Weatherman :
I'm not? 

Rita, The Weatherman's Producer :
Larry's dropping me off. I booked 
you in a nice bed-and-breakfast. 

The Weatherman :
Great. I think this is the trait 
of a really good producer : 
Keep The Talent happy

Rita, The Weatherman's Producer :
Anything I can do. 

The Weatherman :
Would you help me with my pelvic tilt? 

Rita, The Weatherman's Producer :
Within reason. Would you like to 
have dinner with Larry and me? 

The Weatherman :
No, Thank You. 
I've seen Larry eat

Rita, The Weatherman's Producer :
Get your sleep. I'll see you in 
the morning. Don't be late. 

Larry, The Cameraman :
Did he actually call himself 
"The Talent"? 

Okay, campers, rise and shine. Don't forget your booties because it's cold out there today. It's cold out there every day. What is this, Miami Beach? Not hardly. You can expect hazardous travel later with that blizzard thing. "That blizzard thing"? Here's the report. The National Weather Service is calling for a big blizzard thing. They are. But there's another reason why today is especially exciting. Especially cold. The big question on everybody's lips….

On their chapped lips. Do you think Phil will come out and see his shadow? - Punxsutawney Phil. - That's right, woodchuck chuckers. It's Groundhog Day! - Get up and check that hog! - Come here, groundhog! 

Good morning. You off 
to see the groundhog?

I am. 

Do you think it will be an early spring? 

I'm predicting March . 

Good guess. I think that actually is 
the first day of spring. 

Did you sleep well, 
Mr. Connors? 

I slept alone, Mrs. Lancaster.

Would you like some coffee?

Is there any possibility of getting an espresso 
or a cappuccino this morning? 

I really don't know. 

How to spell "espresso" or "cappuccino. " This looks fine. 

I hope you enjoy the festivities. - I'm sure I will. There's talk of a blizzard. We may catch a break and have that blizzard blow by us. All this moisture coming up out of the south... will probably push on east of us. At high altitudes it will crystallize and give us what we call snow. Probably will be some accumulation... but here in Punxsutawney our high will be about today, teens tonight. Chance of precipitation about percent today and tomorrow. 
Did you want to talk about the weather 
or were you just making chitchat?

Chitchat. - See you later. - Bye. - Will you be checking out today? Chance of departure today : 100 percent. 

Phil Connors? I thought that was you! 

How you doing? Thanks for watching. 

Don't tell me you don't remember me. I sure as heck-fire remember you. - Not a chance. - Ned Ryerson! Needlenose Ned. Ned the Head. Come on, buddy. Case Western High. I did the whistling belly button trick at the high school talent show. Bing! Got the shingles real bad senior year, almost didn't graduate. Bing again! I dated your sister Mary Pat till you told me not to anymore. Did you turn pro with that belly button thing or what? - I sell insurance. - What a shock. Do you have life insurance? You could always use a little more. Am I right or am I right or am I right? Right? I would love to stand here and talk with you, but I'm not going to. - See you. - I'll walk with you. Whenever I see an opportunity now, I charge it like a bull. Ned the Bull, that's me now. I have friends who live and die by the actuarial tables. It's all one big crap shoot. Have you ever heard of single premium life? I think that really could be the ticket for you. God! It is so good to see you! - What are you doing for dinner? - Something else. It's been great seeing you, Needlehead. Take care. Watch out for that first step. It's a doozy! Strike up the music The band has begun The Pennsylvania Polka Pick out your partner and join in the fun It started in Scranton It's now number one It's gonna entertain you Phil, over here! Where have you been? It was horrible. A giant leech got me. You're missing all the fun. These people are great. Some have been partying all night. They sing until they get too cold... then they sit by the fire, get warm and sing some more. They're hicks, Rita. Did you sleep okay without me? You tossed and turned, didn't you? - You're incredible. - Who told you? It's groundhog time. On me in three. Two, one. Once a year, the eyes of the nation turn to this tiny Pennsylvania hamlet... to watch a master at work. The master? Punxsutawney Phil... the world's most famous weatherman, the groundhog... who, as legend has it, can predict the coming of an early spring. 
The Question we have to ask ourselves today is, "Does Phil feel Lucky?" Then it's the same old schtick. The guy with the big stick raps on the door. They pull the little rat out. They talk to him. The rat talks back and then they tell us what's gonna happen. Isn't he cute? You like your guys with prominent upper teeth? 

"This February at : and seconds,
Punxsutawney Phil, the seer of seers, 
prognosticator of prognosticators,
emerged reluctantly, but alertly, 
in Punxsutawney, Pennsylvania
and stated in Groundhogese :
"I definitely see A Shadow." 
Sorry, folks. Six more 
weeks of winter. 

Wah-wah, wah-waaaaa —

On Me in Three. Two, One -- Television really 
fails to capture the true excitement of 
a large squirrel predicting The Weather. 
I, for one, am very grateful to have been here. 
From Punxsutawney, this is Phil Connors. So long

Rita, The Weatherman's Producer :
Want to try it again without the sarcasm

We got it. I'm out of here. 

Prima donnas

Boy, take a look at this. 

What is going on? 

I don't know. Perhaps 
it's that giant blizzard 
we're not supposed to get

This is impossible. 

Nobody honks this horn but me, pal. 

Take this rig out of here. 

The Weatherman :
Commander, what's going on? 

The Law :
There's nothing going on. 
We're closing The Road.
Big blizzard moving in.

The Weatherman :
What blizzard? 
It's a couple flakes. 

The Law :
Don't you listen to The Weather? 
We got a major storm here. 

The Weatherman :
I make The Weather! 
All this moisture coming up out of the Gulf
will push off to the east and hit Altoona. 

The Law :
Pal, you got that moisture on your head
You can Go Back to Punxsutawney or you can 
Freeze to Death. It's your choice. 
What's it gonna be

The Weatherman :
….I'm thinkin’


The Weatherman :
All the long-distance lines are down? 
What about the satellite
Is it snowing in space

Don't you have a line you keep open for 
emergencies or for celebrities? 
I'm bothI'm a celebrity in an emergency. 
Can you patch me through on that line, please? 

Can I have one more with 
booze in it? I like it here. 

Rita, The Weatherman's Producer :
Phil, are you going to The Groundhog Dinner? 

The Weatherman :
I had groundhog for lunch. 
It wasn't bad. Tastes like chicken. 
You two run along. Looking foxy tonight, man. 
Is your troop selling cookies again this year? 

Larry, The Cameraman :
That's so funny, Phil. 
What are you gonna do? 

The Weatherman :
I'm going back to my room and take a hot shower. 
Maybe read Hustler or something. 

Larry, The Cameraman :
Suit yourself. 

The Weatherman :
God! Yo, Mom. Isn't there 
any hot water? 

Guest-House Owner :
There wouldn't be today. 

The Weatherman :
Of course not. Silly me. 

Sweet dreams.