This Scene Wasn’t Edited, Look Closer at the ‘Murphy Brown’ Blooper

Murphy Brown is the star reporter of “FYI,” a newsmagazine series. Murphy is sarcastic, ambitious, often self-involved and bossy – but she is also dedicated and ethical.

She and her co-workers – including Jim, Frank and Corky – are often at one another’s throats, even though they care about one another. This comedy series tackles some serious topics, including Murphy being a single mother and being treated for breast cancer. This Episode 139

Miles manages to get an invitation to the White House for Murphy, but when she’s driving back, she has another passenger in the car, Socks, the president’s cat. Without knowing it yet, Murphy is braging at the bullpen on how great she behaved and how she monopolized Hillary. Frank shows up and tells them that the president’s cat is missing, everybody thinks Murphy has something to do with it. Murphy is offended by their comments, she denies it and leave. Moments later she’s back with something wrapped up in her coat. She tells Frank to her office and shows him Socks, soon after that the whole gang see it, and even though Murphy claims she’s inocent, no one believe her. Miles says she must take the cat back. For more Watch the video below:

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