SNL Transcripts: Carrie Fisher: 11/18/78: Mercy Killers



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  Season 4: Episode 6







78f: Carrie Fisher / The Blues Brothers

Mercy Killers

Doctor … Jane Curtin
Mrs. Gilbert … Gilda Radner
Mr. Gilbert … John Belushi
Orderly #1 … Dan Aykroyd
Orderly #2 … Bill Murray
Nurse #1 … Laraine Newman
Nurse #2 … Carrie Fisher
Mr. Wilkie … Garrett Morris
Singer … Bill Murray

[Hospital room. Doctor confers with Mr. and Mrs.Gilbert next to the bed of Mrs. Gilbert’s comatosemother.]

Mrs. Gilbert: [distressed] Doctor, what do youmean she could live for another year in all thispain?

Doctor: All I’m saying is that she has terminalmetastasis of the liver and vertebrae and will neverbe capable of walking, moving or communicating. Andbecause of a total deterioration of thevestibulo-colear nerve, she is, however, capable ofexperiencing excruciating pain.

Mrs. Gilbert: Oh …

Mr. Gilbert: [puts a comforting arm around hiswife] I don’t wanna sound cold about it but, uh, twothousand dollars a day to keep an old woman who’s hada full, happy life in excruciating pain doesn’t soundlike much of a bargain to me. … [to the doctor] So,uh, why don’t you just, uh, shut off all thosemachines?

Doctor: Well, we can’t do that. Not without thepermission of the closest of kin and that would beyou, Mrs. Gilbert.

Mrs. Gilbert: Oh, I just don’t – I just don’tknow. I mean, what would mother want? I wish she couldgive us a signal or something.

Mr. Gilbert: Aw, honey, let’s face it. She’s aveg. …

Mrs. Gilbert: I – I’m sorry but I can’t be theone to give my permission to let her die.

Doctor: Well, then, our hands are tied. I’msorry.

[Sad music as we dissolve to the doctor’s darkenedoffice where a white-uniformed orderly rifles througha filing cabinet while a second orderly holds aflashlight for him.]

Orderly #1: [pulls file, reads it] Yeah, here’sone in 1217. “Terminal metastasis of the liver andvertebrae, deterioration of the vestibulo-colear nervebundle.”

Orderly #2: She must be in a lot of pain. Arethey gonna let her die with dignity?

Orderly #1: Let’s see. [turns pages in file]No! [grimly] They’re keepin’ her on themachines.

Orderly #2: [sighs] Sounds like a job for us,all right.

[Dramatic music. SUPER: MERCY KILLERS logo — completewith an unplugged electric cord and an open electricoutlet.]

Don Pardo V/O: And now it’s time for “MercyKillers”! The unsung heroes of the terminallyill!

[Hurry music as the doctor enters and switches on thelights. The orderlies quickly return the file, closethe cabinet drawer, and try vainly to lookinnocent.]

Doctor: What are you two doing in myoffice?

Orderly #1: [lying badly] We – we passed byyour office. We heard some noise. We came in andsurprised some creep in a leather jacket. We tried tograb him but – he ran out.

Orderly #2: Yeah. That’s it. I don’t think hetook anything.

Doctor: [somehow convinced, sits at desk,focuses on paperwork] Oh, good. ‘Cause there’s beenstrange things going on in this hospital. You twodon’t know anything about that mysterious death inpost-op, do you?

[The orderlies glance at one anotherknowingly.]

Orderly #2: [after a long pause,unconvincingly] No. We’re orderlies. We just – cleanbedpans.

[The doctor nods, convinced.]

Orderly #1: [to Orderly #2] Come on. Let’s goclean bedpans.

Orderly #2: Yeah. Hey, wait up.

[The orderlies exit. Transitional music as we dissolveback to the hospital room where two nurses escort apatient, Mr. Wilkie, into the room and put him in thebed next to Mrs. Gilbert’s comatose mother.]

Nurse #1: All right. Not too fast.

Nurse #2: Take it easy.

Mr. Wilkie: [walking gingerly] Ahhh….

Nurse #2: That’s it.

Nurse #1: Not too fast.

Nurse #2: That’s it.

Mr. Wilkie: [gets in bed] You know, you know,ladies, I – I feel fine. Why don’t both of you hopinto bed with me and let me try out my newvasectomy?

Nurse #2: Now, now, Mr. Wilkie, you’ll be outof here tomorrow and you can do whatever you want but,until then, we’ll follow hospital regulations. [puts ascreen between the room’s two beds]

Mr. Wilkie: [indicates Mrs. Gilbert’s mother]Hey, uh, who’s, uh, in that bed over there?

Nurse #1: [readies a hypodermic needle] Neveryou mind. It’s just someone fast asleep – which iswhat you’re gonna be in a second – once thesesedatives kick in. After that, all you’ll want to dois go to sleep.

Mr. Wilkie: Okay. I am pretty sleepy already.Good night.

Nurse #1: Good night.

Nurse #2: Good night.

Mr. Wilkie: [sleepily] Good night.[yawns]

[The nurses shut off the lights and exit as Mr. Wilkiebegins to doze. After a moment, the Mercy Killersenter with flashlights.]

Orderly #1: This is it! 1217!

Orderly #2: There’s the bed. Here’s thepatient.

[They stand on either side of Mr. Wilkie’sbed.]

Mr. Wilkie: Uh, hey, who are youpeople?

Orderly #1: [unconvincingly reassuring] It’sokay. Uh, we’re just orderlies. It’s allright.

Orderly #2: [to Orderly #1] Hey, didn’t thefile say seventy-eight year old femaleCaucasian?

Orderly #1: Yeah, it did. Anothermistake in the file system! … This hospital’sreally going downhill. Let’s do it.

Mr. Wilkie: Uh, what’s going on, fellas?Hey!

[The orderlies suddenly take a pillow from behind Mr.Wilkie’s head and start to smother him with it.Orderly #2 holds the pillow, leaving #1 to strugglewith Mr. Wilkie’s wildly flailing arms. The patient’sscreams are muffled by the pillow.]

Orderly #2: [loses his nerve] Stop! Wait aminute! Maybe we shouldn’t be taking thisresponsibility.

Orderly #1: [annoyed] What do you mean? Why doyou always pull this on me at the last minute?[grimly, rapidly] I’m gonna tell you a little storyabout a guy who dreamed of going to medical school tobe a surgeon but he couldn’t — ’cause his father waslying in silent agony for years while the family wasspiritually and financially drained. And that guy, hecouldn’t go to medical school so he had to become anorderly, clean bedpans, and the only way he could helppeople was by letting them die in dignity like this.[Mr. Wilkie has been struggling and flailing his armsin an undignified manner throughout the entirespeech.]

Orderly #2: Gee, did that story happen toyou?

Orderly #1: [as if it were obvious] No. [backto business] Give me a hand with this guy.

[Mr. Wilkie finally succumbs, though there is anamusing final flailing of the arms.]

Orderly #1: Another merciful death.

[Mentally and physically exhausted, the Mercy Killerswalk away from their patient.]

Orderly #2: [with a backward glance] Well, atleast we won’t have to clean up after this one anymore.

Orderly #1: [solemnly] The people we help cannever thank us. All we can expect is that maybesomeday, someone will write a song about us. …[casually] Come on, let’s go get some coffee and asweet roll.

[They exit as the Theme from “Mercy Killers” playsover the show’s closing credits, which aresuperimposed over stills from other episodes of theseries:]

Singer V/O: [sings cheesily]
They kill not because they want to
Because they think it’s right to
In some cases
Have mercy on them and someday they may
Have mercy on you
The mercy killers
Have mercy on you
The mercy killers!

[SUPERED CREDITS:

Mercy Killers
A Quonset Production

executive producer
Ron Gwynn

producer
Husky Blaimes

director
Larry Hayes

technical advisor
Dr. Robert Marks, D.D.S.

writers
Robert Hackleman
Shimmy Plenner
Jack Thorax

ALL MERCY KILLERS
stories are true, based
on files stolen from
hospitals throughout
the State of Nevada.]

[STILL PHOTOS: The Mercy Killers in a darkeneddoctor’s office with flashlight and file folder;entering a darkened hospital room with flashlight andlarge hypodermic needle; squeezing a patient’s I.V.tubes; smothering a patient in bed.]

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SNL Transcripts: Carrie Fisher: 11/18/78: The Loud Family



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  Season 4: Episode 6







78f: Carrie Fisher / The Blues Brothers

The Loud Family

Mrs. Loud…..Jane Curtin
Mr. Loud…..Bill Murray
Joan Loud…..Carrie Fisher
Jean Loud…..Gilda Radner
Rick Phillips…..Dan Aykroyd
Kevin…..John Belushi
The Police Officer…..Garrett Morris

(Mrs. Loud answers the ringing telephone)

Mrs. Loud: HELLO, LOUD RESIDENCE. OH. HI KEVIN. NO, JEAN AND JOAN WENT TO THEIR FIGURE SKATING CLASS.

Mr. Loud: WHO IS IT, HONEY?

Mrs. Loud: IT‘S KEVIN. (Jean and Joan are heard laughing off-screen) HERE THEY COME NOW, KEVIN. JOAN, IT’S KEVIN. I THINK HE HAS A CRUSH ON YOU.

Joan: OH MOM! HI, KEVIN? WELL, JEAN’S DATE WILL BE HERE ANY MINUTE, SO WHY DON’T WE MEET HERE? OKAY, I’LL SEE YOU LATER. GOODBYE.

Mr. Loud: WELL, I’M GLAD YOU GIRLS ARE FINALLY GETTING DATES. YOU KNOW, YOU’RE BOTH GOOD LOOKING, INTELLIGENT GIRLS. I DON’T UNDERSTAND WHY BOYS HAVING BEEN FLOCKING AROUND THE DOOR.

Jean: WELL, MAYBE YOU AND MOM SCAIRED THEM ALL AWAY.

Mrs. Loud: WHAT DO YOU MEAN?

Joan: YOU NEVER GIVE US ANY TIME TO OURSELVES.

Mr. Loud: WELL, MAYBE IF I GET TO KNOW THE BOYS IN QUESTION, I SEE NO REASON WHY YOU TWO CAN’T BE TRUSTED ALONE. JEAN, WHO’S THE YOUNG MAN YOU’RE SEEING TONIGHT?

Jean: HIS NAME’S RICK. HE WORKS AT THE CAR WASH AND HE GOES TO JEFFERSON HIGH.

(doorbell rings)

Mr. Loud: I’LL GET IT.

Rick: Hi. I’m Rick Phillips. You must be Mr. and Mrs. Loud.

Mr. & Mrs. Loud: THAT’S RIGHT.

Jean: HI RICK! COME SIT DOWN. I WANT YOU TO MEET MY SISTER, JOAN.

Joan: HI!

Rick: It’s easy to tell you’re sisters.

(the girls begin talking over the top of each other)

Girls: REALLY? YOU THINK SO? I DON’T KNOW? I LOOK MORE LIKE MY DAD. Etc.

Rick: You have two lovely daughters.

Mr. Loud: WELL IT’S A SAD STORY, REALLY. WE USED TO HAVE THREE DAUGHTERS, BUT OUR ELDEST DIED IN A SKIING ACCIDENT.

Rick: I’m sorry, what happened?

Mr. Loud: AVALANCHE.

(Mrs. Loud bursts into loud sobs)

Mr. Loud: BAD LUCK, I GUESS.

(the doorbell rings)

Joan: I’LL GET IT! THAT MUST BE KEVIN! (opens the door) HI KEVIN!

Kevin: Hi Joan.

Jean: HI KEVIN, I WANT YOU TO MEET MY FRIEND RICK.

Joan: RICK, THIS IS MY FRIEND KEVIN.

(they shake hands)

Kevin: Sorry I’m late. The flight from Cleveland was delayed so, I had to work late.

Mrs. Loud: WELL, YOU KIDS BEHAVE YOURSELVES. MR. LOUD AND I’LL JUST GO UPSTAIRS AND, UM… READ.

Mr. Loud: GOODNIGHT KIDS.

Jean: GOODNIGHT MOM. GOODNIGHT DAD.

Mrs. Loud: GOODNIGHT JEAN. GOODNIGHT JOAN.

Mr. Loud: GOODNIGHT JEAN. GOODNIGHT JOAN.

Joan: GOODNIGHT MOM AND DAD.

Mr. Loud: AND REMEMBER, IF YOU GO OUT, BE BACK BY 2:00 AND DON’T FORGET TO LOCK THE BACK DOOR.

(they go upstairs and after a few minutes they are heard having sex. The girls and Kevin are unscathed, but Rick is bewildered)

Jean: SO, WHAT DO YOU GUYS WANNA DO TONIGHT?

Kevin: How about a movie?

Rick: Okay, but before we go…

(Rick pulls out a joint and begins passing it around)

Joan: WOW, THIS IS GREAT POT!

(Rick attempts to keep them quiet)

Jean: YEAH, ONE PUFF AND I’M SO STONED!

(footsteps are heard coming downstairs and the kids scramble to hide the joint)

Mr. Loud: WHAT’S GOING ON DOWN HERE?!

Mrs. Loud: JEAN, JOAN, I’M ASHAMED!

Jean & Joan: UH-OH!

Mr. Loud: BOYS, MRS. LOUD AND I WOULD LIKE TO HAVE A WORD WITH OUR DAUGHTERS NOW!

(They take the girls into the next room and close the door)

Rick: What’s wrong with this family? They seem to talk loud. Like really loud.

Kevin: (pulling the sound mufflers off his ear) What?

Rick: Never mind.

Mr. Loud: WE BROUGHT YOU IN HERE BECAUSE WE DIDN’T WANT TO YELL AT YOU IN FRONT OF YOUR FRIENDS.

Mrs. Loud: I CAN’T BELIEVE I FOUND YOU TWO SMOKING IN HERE TONIGHT AND I DON’T APPROVE!

Jean: MOM, DON’T YELL AT ME LIKE I’M A CHILD!

Mr. Loud: WELL, YOU’RE BOTH ACTING LIKE CHILDREN!

Jean & Joan: WE ARE NOT!

Mr. & Mrs. Loud: YOU ARE TO!

Jean & Joan: WE ARE NOT!

Mr. & Mrs. Loud: YOU ARE TOO!

(the doorbell rings)

Mr. Loud: WHO COULD THAT BE AT THIS HOUR OF THE NIGHT? (there is a police officer standing at the door) OH! HELLO OFFICER!

Officer: I’m sorry to bother you, but you’re all going to have to quiet down in here.

Mr. Loud: I’M SORRY OFFICER. WHO COMPLAINED?

Officer: Nobody. I was driving by.

Mr. Loud: WELL, I’M SORRY. WE WERE HAVING A FIGHT. WE’LL STOP.

Officer: I hope you got the message.

The Loud Family: GOODNIGHT OFFICER!

(Not expecting them to all yell at once, Rick spills his snack)

(pull back on wide shot, with SUPER: “coming up next… Celebrity Battle of the Wimps And Twerps”)

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SNL Transcripts: Carrie Fisher: 11/18/78: Goodnights



 Saturday Night Live Transcripts


  Season 4: Episode 6



78f: Carrie Fisher / The Blues Brothers

Goodnights

…..Carrie Fisher

Carrie Fisher: Good night! Good night!

[ audience cheers ]

Don Pardo V/O: Next week, join us for an encore presentation of the Saturday Night Live” show, hosted by Paul Simon with his special guest George Harrison. Two weks from tonight, we’ll be back live on the air with host Walter Matthau. This is Don Pardo. Good night!

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SNL Transcripts: Carrie Fisher: 11/18/78: Marseilles, 1978



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  Season 4: Episode 6






78f: Carrie Fisher / The Blues Brothers

Marseilles, 1978

Eddie the Sailor…..John Belushi
Candy the Barfly…..Laraine Newman
Second Barfly…..Gilda Radner
Bartender…..Dan Aykroyd
Third Barfly…..Jane Curtin
Jim…..Bill Murray
Brandy the Barfly…..Carrie Fisher
Marine…..Garrett Morris

[ open on music: “Brandy (You’re A Fine Girl)” by The Looking Glass, over exterior of a western port, with SUPER: “Marseilles, 1978” ]

[ dissolve to interior, port bar, Eddie the Sailor telling his barfly dates an exciting sailing story ]

Eddie the Sailor: So I’m walking down the deck.. I’m just waking up! It’s three in the morning! I got a.. I got a cup of coffee in one hand.. I look up! And what do I see?! An iceberg! So I drops the coffee!

Candy the Barfly: Hey, Eddie..?

Eddie the Sailor: Awww.. you sure drink fast, don’t you?

Candy the Barfly: You.. you buy me another drink, Eddie?

Eddie the Sailor: Sure, sure, sure..

Second Barfly: Uh.. you buy one for me, too, Eddie?

Eddie the Sailor: Yeah, yeah, sure, sure.. So! So I dropped the coffee! And I leaped for the rail!

Bartender: That will be.. 100 francs – or 35 American dollars.

Eddie the Sailor: Here! Help yourself! [ pays his tab ]

Bartender: Merci.

Eddie the Sailor: I’m holdin’ on to the rail! Just waitin’ for us to hit!

Third Barfly: Eddie? Can I have some money for the jukebox?

Eddie the Sailor: Yeah, yeah.. sure.. here, here.. So, I’m waitin’! And I’m waitin’.. and, finally.. I open my eyes.. and what do you think I see?! Huh?! The pier! I forgot! We were still in port! I was thinknig we were at sea!

[ cut to Jim, a Marine, entering the bar, as Candy quickly swarms toward him ]

Candy the Barfly: My nane is Candy. What is your name?

Jim: Jim.

Candy the Barfly: Oh, Jimm.. Do you want to buy me a drink?

Jim: Why?

Candy the Barfly: Because, uh.. I like you.. because I’m so thirsty.

Jim: Give me a beer. Give this thirsty person a glass of water.

Bartender: Candy only drinks.. champagne.

Candy the Barfly: That’s true, Jim. I always drink champagne. I looove champagne.

Jim: Well, forget it. I wasn’t born yesterday, honey. [ drops a dollar on the bar counter ] Just give me a beer.

Candy the Barfly: Ugh! [ walks away in disgust ]

[ Jim takes his beer and sits alone at a table. Soon, Brandy the Barly steps up to him ]

Brandy the Barfly: Do you mind if I sit down?

Jim: Sit down if you want – but I won’t be buying any champagne.

Brandy the Barfly: I don’t want champagne, I.. I just want to be able to sit by you. [ sits next to Jim ] Where did you get such.. nice posture.. and those eyyyes.

Jim: [ chuckles ] Come on! Don’t pull that on me! You just want me to buy you champagne. And, when my money’s gone.. you will be, too. I’ve been in these kind of places before?

[ Bartender steps forward ]

Bartender: Okay, what’s going on here? Are you buying Brandy a drink, or not?

Jim: No. The answer’s no!

Bartender: Well, then, she can’t STAY with you! Come on! [ grabs at Brandy ]

Brandy the Barfly: Yes, I can! I can buy my own drink!

Bartender: [ scowls at the thought, steps away ]

Brandy the Barfly: I like him.

Jim: Sounds good, but I hope I didn’t get you in trouble.

Brandy the Barfly: I don’t care. I like you.

Jim: [ scoffs ] Well, I’m sorry if I was rude.. but the last time I was in a place like this, I spent $80. And I didn’t even get drunk!

Brandy the Barfly: Ohhhh.. wqell, you should save your money..

Jim: That’s exactly what I do! I buy savings bonds – through the payroll savings plan.

Brandy the Barfly: Have you considered.. mutual.. funds..?

Jim: No, I.. ha ha! Stop it! I don’t know anything about stuff like that!

Brandy the Barfly: Well, what happens ees – when you invest the mutual fund, they take your money and spread it all around.. so that you own pieces in all different kinds of companies..

Jim: You make it sound so simple.

Brandy the Barfly: Buuut.. it is simple. [ ] All you have to do.. is sign here. And we’ll send a copy to your Commanding Officer.. so that part of your pay will go directly to our offices in Switzerland! You won’t have to go to the bank.. or anything.

Jim: You mean, it’s done, like, by computers?

Brandy the Barfly: [ cocks head back with a smile ] And you said you didn’t know anything about business!

Jim: [ laughs playfully, not sure if he’s being burned or not ]

Brandy the Barfly: Do you think, uh.. do you want to plan to invest a hundred a month, or.. do you think you will be able to afford a hundred and fifty?

Jim: One hundred.. no, one hundred and fifty!

Brandy the Barfly: Ah. Well, just sign there.. and we’re in business! [ Jim signs ] And.. sign there, too.. you see, it’s a.. combination insurance plan that only costs you a couple dollars a month more. So if.. something should happen to you – knock on wood [ knocks on the table ] – your mutual fund wil automatically pay out, and then.. I’ll split the money with whoever you name as Beneficiary.

Jim: Can I put my mother as the Beneficiary?

Brandy the Barfly: Suuuure!

Jim: Thank you..! Thank you..!

[ as Jim continues to sign all the various papers, another Marine steps forward to speak with Brandy ]

Marine: Uhhhhh.. what does it mean.. here in the.. small print.. uh, the.. salesman’s commission on this 20-year plan, to be paid off in the first years’ deposit made during the first year.. Now, does that mean that all the money I put into it in the first year goes to you? And I don’t get anything of this?

Brandy the Barfly: Uh.. just a few more seconds, I’m almost done with this sailor.. huh? [ turns back to Jim ] Ohhhhh.. thank you! I have to go now, I promised him that if he bought a fund from me, I’d take him to my Alps and show him.. my certificate.

Jim: In Switzerland?

Brandy the Barfly: No, no, no – upstairs. It’s kind of a.. branch office.

Jim: Well, I.. kinda thought.. well, you know.. I’m spending $150 a month.. I just thought, well..

Brandy the Barfly: Well, I know, Jimmy.. but don’t worry about anything, it’s an excellent plan. ??

[ Brandy walks away from Jim, as the Bartender gets the room’s attention ]

Bartender: Hey! Everybody! Let’s hear it for Bran-dy! She broek a re-cord here to-night! She sold 18 glasses of champagne..and 2 mutual funds!

[ everyone applauds Brandy’s efforts ]

[ music closes back on “Brandy (You’re A Fine Girl)” by The Looking Glass ]

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SNL Transcripts: Carrie Fisher: 11/18/78: The Blues Brothers perform “Soul Man”



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  Season 4: Episode 6





78f: Carrie Fisher / The Blues Brothers

The Blues Brothers perform “Soul Man”

Emcee monty…..Garrett Morris
Jake Blues…..John Belushi
Elwood Blues…..Dan Aykroyd

[ open on the SNL House Band playing a jazzy intro, as camera pans onto Emcee Monty at the microphone to give his excited introduction ]

Emcee Monty: Good evening, ladies and gentlemen! It is showtime here, at the fabulous Black Rhino Club! Home of quality entertainment! Home of the rhythm and blues sound of the day! I am Monty, your emcee, and we hope you have enjoyed – or will enjoy – the fine people we have arranged for your lsitening and dancing pleasure! Now! The Club Black Rhino is proud to present, direct from the State Automobile Tour of Illionois and Indiana.. originally from Calumit, Indiana.. Let’s put your hands together.. I said let’s put your hands together! For the blues band of Joliet “Jake” and Elwood Blues.. put them together! The Blu-ues.. Brothers!

[ Emcee Monty steps into the shadows, as Jake & Elwood Blues, the Blues Brothers, enter the stage. Elwood is handcuffed to a briefcase, which Jake proceeds to uncuff him from. Once uncuffed, Elwood opens his case, pulls out a harmonica, then places the empty case aside as Jake performs a cartwheel to the microphones ]

[ House Band kicks in wih a traditional blues favorite, as Jake and Elwood perform a series of dance moves prior to their musical performance ]

Blues Brothers: [ singing ]
Coming to you, on a dusty road
Good loving, I got a truck load
and when you get it, you got something
So don’t worry, ’cause I’m coming

I’m a soul man, I’m a soul man
I’m a soul man, I’m a soul man

Got what I got, the hard way
and I’ll make better, each and every day
So honey, don’t you fret
’cause you ain’t seen nothing yet

I’m a soul man, ow!
I’m a soul man, play it Steve!
I’m a soul man, ow!
I’m a soul man, huh! Listen!

I was brought up, on a side street
Learned how to love, before I could eat
I was educated, from good stock
When I start loving I just can’t stop

I’m a soul man, I’m a soul man
I’m a soul man, I’m a soul man, huh!

Well grab the rope, and I’ll pull you in
Give you hope, and be your only boyfriend
ya (ya) ya (ya) help!

I’m a soul man, I’m a soul man
You’re a soul man, huh!
I’m a soul man, I’m a soul man
I’m a soul man, huh huh!

[ audience applauds wildly ]

Emcee Monty: Live, from New York, it’s SATURDAY NIIIIGHT!!!

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SNL Transcripts: Carrie Fisher: 11/18/78: Beach Blanket Bimbo From Outer Space



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  Season 4: Episode 6











78f: Carrie Fisher / The Blues Brothers

Beach Blanket Bimbo From Outer Space

Surfer…..Alan Zweibel
Sandy…..Laraine Newman
Buzz…..Al Franken
Skeeter…..Jane Curtin
Moondoggie…..Tom Davis
Annette Funicello…..Gilda Radner
Frankie Avalon…..Bill Murray
Princess Leia…..Carrie Fisher
Vincent Price…..Dan Aykroyd
Eric Von Zipper…..John Belushi
Chubby Checker…..Garrett Morris

[ open to the sounds of a variant of The Chantays’ 1963 beach hit “Pipeline” ]

Surfer: Surf’s up!

Sandy: Geee, the beach is fun this year!

Buzz: Remember how much fun we had last year! But this year is the most fun!

Skeeter: Oh gee, I love being tanned and popular!

Sandy: Boy! We really have a lot of fun, considering it’s the 50’s and we’re past puberty and we don’t even have sex yet!

Buzz: And we don’t drink, we don’t smoke dope.. and it’ll be seven years before we hear about acid!

Moondoggie: I just we weren’t sending so many civilian advisors into Vietname, but..

Skeeter: Oh.. stop thinking, Moondoggie! We’re just here to have mindless fun! [ catches sight of Frankie and Annette approaching on the sand ] Hi, Annette! Hi, Frankie!

Annette: Hiiii. [ giggles ]

Frankie: Annette? Do you love me?

Annette: You know I do, Frankie..

Frankie: Prove it! Let me go all the way tonight, huh?

Annette: No!

Frankie: Well, come on! how about third base?

Annette: No!

Frankie: Oh, come on! Second base!

Annette: No!

Frankie: Well, let me.. let me just touch the sides!

Annette: No! Frankie, no! If I let you, you won’t respect me!

Frankie: Annette.. please!

Annette: Oh! Don’t handle the merchandise!

[ sci-fi sound effects are heard ]

Moondoggie: Wow! What’s that?! Is that a flying saucer?!

[ Princess walks up to the gang ]

Buzz: I don’t know.. but I sure hope she stays all summer!

Sandy: Uh-oh.. competition..

Princess Leia: Hi, everybody! I’m from another galaxy, in another time, in another movie! I’m an exchange student from outer space, and I just dropped onto this swell beach! Gee, I.. I sure hope you guys speak English!

Sandy: Well.. we do.. I’m Sandy, and this is Buzz, and Skeeter, and Moondoggy. We’re the popular crowd! [ laughs ]

Skeeter: A clique of middle-class WASPs and Italian teenagers living off our parents until it’s hip to reject them!

Princess Leia: Hi!

Annette: Hi. I-I’m Annette.. and this is my boyfriend Frankie.. and these are my breasts.

Princess Leia: Hi! Hi!

Frankie: Welcome to Party Beach. Say, what’s your name?

Princess Leia: I-I’m Princess Leia!

Frankie: Wowww.. a real princess from outer space.

Buzz: Princess.. Lay.. ah!

[ everyone laughs ]

Annette: You see. this is the 50’s, and nice girls don’t go all the way.

Frankie: And we’re so horny, we’ll laugh at anything that even sounds dirty!

Buzz: No matter how stu-pid it is! [ laughs ]

Surfer: Surf’s up!

Everyone: Yayyyyy!!

Frankie: Say.. Princess Leia. Did you bring a bathing suit?

Sure! [ removes her clothes to reveal a shuny bikini ] Will this do?

[ all the guys whistled, impressed with Princess Leia’s layout ]

Frankie: Talk about heavenly bodies! Wow! She’s outta sight!

Annette: [ miffed ] You two certainly have a lot in common – space! She coems from it, and.. you’ve got a lot between your ears! Come on, girls!

[ the girls stomp away from the beach scene, leaving Frankie and Princess Leia alone ]

Frankie: You know.. Annette’s right. I.. I am interested in.. outer space.. travel.. Say, tell me, Princess – say, on your planet, a guy’s going out with a girl since the beginning of high school. how long should he have to wait until he.. gets under her bra?

Princess Leia: Uh.. usually, until he can get her alone in his car.

Moondoggy: Well, what if he doesn’t have a car?

Princess Leia: Then he should borrow his dad’s.

Buzz: Well.. how old do you have to be on your planet to.. get a driver’s license?

Princess Leia: 16.

Buzz: Ah, nuts! Then I’d have to wait another three months!

[ Vincent Price enters the beach scene ]

Vincent Price: Having fun, kids?

Frankie: Hey! Aren’t you Vincent Price?!

Vincent Price: Who’s your friend, son?

Frankie: This is Princess Leia!

Vincent Price: Hello, Your Highness.

Frankie: Mr. Price, where are you going with all those little cubes of raw meat.

Vincent Price: This is marinated lamb, and I’m.. taking it up the beach.. for a barbecue at the home of a close, personal friend of mine, whos’ a recording artist.

Princess Leia: I bet you’re making shish-kabob!

Vincent Price: Yes!

Princess Leia: I hope you didn’t forget the garlic!

Vincent Price: Leave garlic out of shish-kabob? Honey, I’d sooner slash my wrists. Someday, I’d.. really like to teach you how to cook.

Frankie: Gee.. thanks, Mr. Price.

Vincent Price: Have fun, kids. [ exits ]

Frankie: He sure is friendly – for an older guy, you know?

Princess Leia: Everybody seems to be friendly here!

Frankie: You’d fit in right here on Earth. Say.. I bet you know how to kiss great.

Princess Leia: “Kiss”? What’s “kiss”?

Frankie: You don’t know what “kiss” means?

Princess Leia: No!

Frankie: Well, just close your eyes.. and open your mouth.

[ Princess Leia closes her eyes and opens her mouth, as Frankie makes his move. Annette re-enters the scene and catches him ]

Annette: What are you trying to do, give her artificial respiration?!

Frankie: Uh.. uh.. she had some spinach caught in her teeth.. and I was just trying to help her pull it out!

Annette: Get your meat hooks off of him, Your Highness! He’s my guy!

Princess Leia: Wait a minute! You got me all wrong! I’m no cheap tramp from tomorrow! I’m no space slut!

[ background music pots up, as Princess Leia breaks into a 50’s teen angst song variant ]

Princess Leia: [ singing ]
I’m a teenager from outer spaceTrying to make it in the human race.Although I come from another worldI’m really a very nice girl!

And even though I’m dropping from the skyI would never steal another girl’s guy!I don’t want all the girls to hate meI just want.. the guys to date me!

I want to wear.. a two-piece bathing suitI want to find.. a boy that’s really cute!Writing love letters in the sand dunesBut it’s hard.. when you’re the new kid on Earth!

Chorus:
Obi Wan Kenobi!
Obi Wan Kenobi!
Obi Wan Kenobi..!

Annette: Gee! Maybe I was a little rough on you!

Princess Leia: Couldn’t we be friends now?

Annette: Sure!

[ they hug ]

Princess Leia: [ continues to sing ]
There’ll come a day, and I hope it’s soonWhether you come from the skies or moon!

Frankie: It won’t matter if you’re green or blue.

Princess Leia: You’ll find.. the boy that’s right for you!

Everyone: I want to wear.. a two-piece bathing suit

Princess Leia: I want to find.. a boy that’s really cute!

Everyone:
Write love letters in the sand dunes
But it’s really hard when you’re the new kid on Earth!
Wo-oh!
You’re the new kid on Earth!

[ suddenly, cool guy Eric Von Zipper enters the scene ]

Frankie: [ awestruck ] Eric Von Zipper!!

Eric Von Zipper: Hey! I heard there was a new broad on the beach! I dig that crazy chick! She’s got mroe curves than the Ventura Freeway!

[ the gang laughs, as Vincent Price re-enters the scene ]

Vincent Price: Hi, kids. Remember that recording artist friend I was telling you about? Well, here he is.

Annette: [ excited ] Hey look, everybody! It’s Chubby Checker!

Everyone: CHUBBY CHECKER?!! WOWWW!!!

Chubby Checker: Hi, gang! Do you kids like to have fun?!

Everyone: YEAHHHH!!!

Chubby Checker: Great! ‘Cause there’s nothing I like better than entertaining white, middle-class kids on the beach! So come on, everybody! Let’s Twist!

[ singing ]

Come on and twist in a two-piece bathing suit
With a girl who’s really cute!

Frankie: [singing ] Thank you, Chubby.. for New Twist.. on Eaaaaaaarth!

Chorus:
Obi Wan Kenobi!
Obi Wan Kenobi!
Obi Wan Kenobi..!

[ fade to SUPER: ” Coming up next… We Saved Gidget’s Brain” ]

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SNL Transcripts: Carrie Fisher: 11/18/78



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  Season 4: Episode 6


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November 18th, 1978

Carrie Fisher

The Blues Brothers

Don Novello

Tom Davis

Al Franken

Alan Zweibel

Brian Doyle-Murray
The Blues Brothers perform “Soul Man”Recurring Characters: Elwood Blues, Jake Blues.

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Montage

Carrie Fisher’s MonologueSummary: Dressed as Princess Leia, Carrie Fisher attempts to tell a joke advised by Obi-Wan Kinobi (Dan Aykroyd).

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Beach Blanket Bimbo From Outer SpaceSummary: Princess Leia (Carrie Fisher) wants to fit in with Frankie Avalon (Bill Murray) and Annette Funicello (Gilda Radner) at the beach.

Recurring Characters: Annette Funicello, Vincent Price.

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The Loud FamilySummary: Family members (Bill Murray, Jane Curtin, Gilda Radner, Carrie Fisher) are loud.

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Mercy KillersTranscript

Weekend Update with Jane Curtin & Bill MurrayRecurring Characters: Father Guido Sarducci, Roseanne Roseannadanna.

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The Blues Brothers perform “Got Everything I Need, Almost” & “B Movie Boxcar Blues”Recurring Characters: Elwood Blues, Jake Blues.

Mr. Bill Goes FishingSummary: Mr. Hands helps Mr. Bill catch a whale.

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TomorrowSummary: Tom Snyder (Dan Aykroyd) is uncomfortable while interviewing Linda Blair (Carrie Fisher).

Recurring Characters: Tom Snyder, Linda Blair.

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Marseilles, 1978Summary: Brandy the Barfly (Carrie Fisher) sells mutual funds to a Marine (Bill Murray).

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Bad Red Chinese BalletRecurring Characters: Leonard Pinth-Garnell, Ronnie Bateman.

Schiller’s ReelSummary: In Tom Schiller’s “Roman Holiday”, a woman’s holiday moves forward as planned, despite the death of her husband.

GoodnightsTranscript

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SNL Transcripts: Buck Henry: 11/11/78: Weekend Update with Jane Curtin & Bill Murray



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  Season 4: Episode 5







78e: Buck Henry / The Grateful Dead

Weekend Update with Jane Curtin & Bill Murray

…..Jane Curtin
…..Bill Murray
Elizabeth Taylor…..John Belushi
…..Dan Aykroyd

Announcer: And now, “Weekend Update”, with the “Weekend Update” news team. Brought to you by Chafe Boy-R-Dee, the ravioli you sprinkle on itchy Italians. Here are Bill Murray and Jane Curtin.

Jane Curtin: Good evening, I’m Jane Curtin. Here now, the news.

Our top story tonight: U.S. officials feel that Israel and Egypt will break off their treaty negotiations, ruining President Carter’s Camp David peace initiative. Nobel Prize officials say that if the talks break off, Menachim Begin and Anwar Sedat will have to give up their prizes. And who will it go to? We understand either Yankee pitcher Ron Guidry or Boston outfielder Jim Rice.

Rock superstar Elton John was in a London hospital this week, after collapsing in his home. John, an admitted bisexual, had been complaining of an aching prostate gland and menstrual cramps.

The United States Census Bureau announced that the 1980 Census is under way, and it will cost one billion dollars to give us a numerical profile of our population. Currently, an American is born every 10 seconds, and one dies every 16 seconds. So, during the course of this newscast, we would like to welcome 60 new viewers… and to the 40 viewers leaving us: Those are the breaks.

Jane Curtin: Bill?

Bill Murray: When Cardinal Karol Wojtyla was chosen Pope a few weeks ago, Vatican insiders immediately began speculating whom he would name to take his place in Warsaw. Today, Pope John Paul II stunned the Catholic world when he named surrealist artist Salvadore Dali to the controversial post. It’s the first time in 150 years the position has been held by a painter, and the first time in 400 years by a surrealist.

The Senatorial race in Virginia was so close, that they are recounting the votes. So far the winner is Republican John Warner, who’s ahead by a very slight margin. Now, I know what you’re thinking. You’re probably saying, “Bill, you maniac, what does this have to do with “Celebrity Corner”? Aren’t you getting off the track?” Uh-uh. Because this chief politician John Warner’s wife is none other than perhaps the greatest actress who’s ever lived, and whose face has set the standard for screen beauty for so many years. Of course I’m talking about Elizabeth Taylor.

[ a plump Elizabeth Taylor eating a chicken leg appears on the screen behind Bill ]

Bill Murray: Liz, welcome to “Celebrity Corner”!

Elizabeth Taylor: Thanks, Bill. It’s so nice to be here.

Bill Murray: Liz, how does it feel to be Mrs. Almost-Too-Soon-to-Tell Senator-Elect Warner, anyway?

Elizabeth Taylor: [ chewing as she talks ] Very exciting, Bill. I’m looking forward to being a Washington hostess.

Bill Murray: Liz, tell me this: we heard that you promised that if John won the election, that you would go on a diet from your present weight of 167 pounds, down to your “Butterfield 8” weight of 120. Is that true?

Elizabeth Taylor: That’s right. I’ve started on a strict diet. Nothing but chicken.

Bill Murray: That sounds great, Liz. But to me, I don’t care how much you weigh, just so your cheeks don’t puff up over those beautiful violet eyes that I’ve been in love with since “National Velvet”.

Elizabeth Taylor: [ not paying attention ] Mmm-hmm…

[ suddenly, Taylor starts to choke ]

Bill Murray: Liz, what about your career? I mean, can we look forward to seeing you in a movie soon? How about “Cleopatra II”? It seems like such a natural. I mean, how would John feel about that? Would there be a career conflict, now that you are also the wife of a United States Senator? [ Elizabeth Taylor pounds her chest to free the chicken, then starts spitting it up ] Well, thank you so much, Liz. It has been a real treat for me to have you on “Celebrity Corner”. And I think all your friends in the whole world join me when I say, “Good luck with that diet, I KNOW you’re gonna lose that weight.” She looks great, doesn’t she? I just know she’s gonna be a big hit on Capitol Hill.

[ Bill reaches into his pocket ]

Bill Murray: Jane, you know, uh, a clue to the whereabouts of Jimmy Hoffa was finally discovered today, and was delivered to the Weekend Update office. The thumb of the ex-Teamsters boss was discovered on Interstate US-80 by a man who thought he was picking up an extremely short hitchhiker.

[ Bill holds up the box with a thumb inside, obviously his own poking through a hle in the back of the box, making no real effort to hide thw illusion ]

The ex-Teamster’s thumb will be kept here at Weekend Update under heavy guard until services next week. [ he puts the box back in his pocket ]

Today, after the Republicans won both the Senate seats and the governorship of the state of Minnesota, that state reported its first earthquake in 20,000 years. The center of the quake was reported to be at the grave of Hubert Humphrey, who seismologists say was spinning at the rate of 7,000 revolutions per minute.

Jane?

Jane Curtin: Tragedy struck the world of horseracing this afternoon, when Seattle Slew was accidentally impaled on a hurdle he failed to clear. While the former Triple Crown winner looks as though he’ll fully recover, veterinarians have reduced his stud fees from $12 million to $14.95.

And the Ford Foundation announced that it has awarded a $1.5 million grant to perfect a contraceptive that would be implanted in a woman’s hand. Although years away from perfection, it is reported to be twice as effective as the diaphragm. A Ford spokesman said that eventually this technique will support the old adage that “One in the Hand is Worth Two in the Bush.”

Dan Aykroyd: Hello. I’m “Weekend Update”‘s Station Manager Dan Aykroyd. This week, the Shah of Iran declared martial law, in an attempt to put a stop to the violent writing which has paralyzed his country. The Shah is the subject of tonight’s “Point/Counterpoint”. Jane will take the Anti-Shah Point, and I will take the Pro-Shah Counterpoint. Jane?

Jane Curtin: Dan, I know exactly what you’re going to say: “Jane, you ignorant slut! The Shah is our friend, he sent us oil during the 70’s re-embargo. He’s a fighter against Communism.” Maybe so, Dan, but what happened to the human rights you scream about every time a Saranski gets sentenced to some Soviet jail? Why is it wrong to torture a dissident and freezing Siberian Goulag, but okay to wire a leftist student’s genitals in a baking Tehran dungeon? I only hope that someday someone wires your genitals, Dan. Then you’ll be singing a different tune!

Dan Aykroyd: Jane, you poor, misguided scrag! Sure, the Shah’s a jerk, but he’s all we’ve got! Just look at the map. To the north, the Soviet Union; to the east and west, Afghanistan and Iraq. Both leftist radical states; and in the south, the Persian Gulf. Any idiot can see that Iran would be a prized stepping stone in an eventual Soviet takeover of the world. And when that happens, Jane, those Cossacks will be coming over here with their broom handles, and we’ll see how you’ll feel then! Of course, you’d probably love it, you ignorant slut!

Jane Curtin: That’s the news. Good night, and have a pleasant tomorrow.

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SNL Transcripts: Buck Henry: 11/11/78: Uncle Roy



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  Season 4: Episode 5









78e: Buck Henry / The Grateful Dead

Uncle Roy

Dad…..Dan Aykroyd
Mom…..Jane Curtin
Uncle Roy…..Buck Henry
Tracy…..Gilda Radner
Terry…..Laraine Newman

Dad: Come on, come on, come on! Let’s go! You know I hate missing the beginning of movies. You know that, now let’s go.

Mom: Let’s see “Foul Play”. I’m really dying to see that new, young comedian that falls down.

Dad: Yeah, yeah.. sure. I hope your friend Roy gets here soon, because we’re gonna miss the beginning.

Mom: What have you got against Roy Fogul?

Dad: I don’t know.. Any 45-year-old bachelor who has nothing to do but babysit, I just think it’s kind of weird, that’s all.

Mom: Well, anyway, the kids adore him! [ doorbell rings ]Hi, Roy! Come on in.

Uncle Roy: Hi, folks!

Mom: Oh, I really appreciate you coming over at the last minute!

Uncle Roy: Oh.. it’s my pleasure! I love babysitting!

Mom: The kids are ready for bed, but I told them they could stayup another five minutes to say hello to their Uncle Roy.. [ calling up the stairs ] Kids! Guess who’s here!

Dad: [ walking towards the front door ] I’m gonna go warm up the wagon..

[ the kids run downstairs screaming “Uncle Roy! Uncle Roy!” ]

Mom: Tracy, Terry! Five minutes, and then you go to bed!Don’t bother Uncle Roy! Goodbye, kids. Goodbye, Roy.

Uncle Roy: Goodbye! Don’t hurry back, we’ll be jut fine.

[ Mom leaves ]

Tracy: Uncle Roy, what did you bring us?

Uncle Roy: Oh, Uncle Roy’s got a surprise for you.

Terry: What is it? We want it now!

Tracy: Yeah!

Uncle Roy: Well, it’s a buried treasure.

Tracy: Is it buried in the lawn?

Uncle Roy: Nooo.. it’s buried on Uncle Roy.

[ the girls scream and yell, and start to dig around Uncle Roy’s pantspockets looking for the “buried treasure” ]

Tracy: [ pulls a box of Jujubes out of Uncle Roy’s right pocket ] I found it! I found it! It’s Jujubes, and they’re so good!

Terry: Oh, boy! Jujubes! [ the girls share ] Oh! Do a magictrick, Uncle Roy!

Uncle Roy: Oh, a magic trick? Okay. [ pulls a nickel and dime out of his pocket ] Here’s a nickel, and here’s a dime. Now, I’m gonna make the nickel.. [ rubs it on Tracy’s shoulder ] ..disappear! [ Tracy squeal with delight ] Here’s the dime, and I’m going to take it and make it disappear.. [ rubs it on Terry’s leg ] ..rubby-dubby-dubby! [ both girls squeal with delight ]

Terry: [ standing up ] Hey! I’m a magician, too! [ Roy looks on with interest ] I can make my face disappear! [ she pulls her nightgown over her head, exposing her panties to Uncle Roy ]

Tracy: [ stands up and copies Terry ] Uncle Roy! Look at me! I can’t make my face disappear, too!

Uncle Roy: [ pulls a Polaroid out of his jacket and starts to take close-up shots of the girls’ panties ] Oh, that’s good magic! You know.. your trick reminds me that it’s Wash Day today!

Girls: Yay!

Uncle Roy: So, why don’t you girls go upstairs and bring Uncle Roy all your dirty little things? [ excited, the girls run upstairs and start throwing their dirty clothes down the stairs to Uncle Roy ] Oh, yes! Littler things! Dirtier things! [ he catches more of the dirty laundry ] Now, why don’t you polish the banister?

Terry: Okay! [ puts one leg over the banister and slides down backward toward Uncle Roy ] Yay!

Uncle Roy: Atta girl!

Tracy: Uncle Roy! [ holds a pair of panties along the banister and walks it down ] Here’s my friend Katrinka! She’s gonna slide down the banister, too! [ drops the panties and lets them slide into Uncle Roy’s hands ] Yay!

[ the front door opens, and Mom walks in ]

Mom: I forgot my purse! Can you believe it!

Tracy: [ afraid ] Oh, Mommy! Uncle Roy ws just helping us do the laundry!

Terry: Yeah, right! As a surprise for you, Mom!

Mom: Roy, you’re too good!

Uncle Roy: I’m sorry! I’m just trying to help out.

Mom: Well, you don’t have to do that. Girls, you should be in bed by now!

Girls: I know..

Mom: [ laughing ] Silly me. I’d forget my head if it wasn’t attached to my shoulders!

Uncle Roy: Okay, now.. you’re sure you’ve got everything this time? You’ve got your gloves, your glasses, your keys, your Certs..

Mom: Yeah, I think so. Thanks again, Roy.

Uncle Roy: Sure. Take your time. Enjoy yourself. [ Mom leavesagain ] Okay. Guess what time it is now?

Terry: Ooh! Undress Dolly With a Vacuum Cleaner Time?

Uncle Roy: Oh, no.. That was last week. It’s time to play “Horsie”! [ the girls jump in excitement, then straddle upon the arms of the couch so they can race ]

Tracy: Why don’t you be the horsie, Uncle Roy?!

Uncle Roy: Uncle Roy be the horsie? Possibly.. But you know what? Uncle Roy’s pretty old for that, he’d rather just watch. Okay, the race is gonna begin.. and bang! They’re off! [ the girls simulate racing ] Looks like Misty’s going into an early lead! Blackie’s gaining of her! [ Uncle roy takes out his Polaroid again ] It’s Misty! It’s Blackie! It’s Misty! It’s Blackie! And.. it’s a photo-finish!

Tracy: Who won, Uncle Roy?

Uncle Roy: Who won? Well.. it’s a tie.

Girls: [ sighing ] Aww..

Uncle Roy: [ barking happily ]

Girls: [ excited ] It’s Ruffy! Ruffy!

Terry: [ tossing her slipper ] Here, Ruffy – fetch!

[ Uncle Roy climbs over the couch and scampers across the floor to retrieve the slipper ]

Tracy: Ruffy! Don’t go on the couch! You shouldn’t go on thecouch, Ruffy!

[ of course Uncle Roy climbs on the couch, so the girls start slapping his hind quarters with their slippers ]

Terry: Oh, bad dog!

Tracy: [ grabs Uncle Roy by the shirt collar ] Ruffy has to go in the closet! He is so bad!

Terry: Get in there, Ruffy! [ the girls laugh as they push Uncle Roy into the closet ] Tracy, you having fun?

Tracy: Are you?

Terry: Yeah!

Uncle Roy: [ muffled, inside of closet ] Ruffy’s gonna answer the phone! [ the girls open the closet door to let Uncle Roy out, he picks up the phone with his teeth ] Hello. Oh.. hello, yes, yes, yes! Oh, no, they’re sound asleep! [ mimes for girls to be silent ] What..? You’re coming home? What, just because you missed the first five minutes..? No, no.. of course, ocme home. After all, it’s your house! They’re your kids! See you soon! Bye!

Tracy: Come on, Uncle Roy, let’s play some more!

Terry: Yeah!

Tracy: Uncle Roy, how come.. how come you, you never got married and had babies?

Uncle Roy: [ sitting down on couch ] I don’t know, Tracy.. Sometimes.. sometimes I think the woman I’m gonna marry hasn’t been born yet. Or, maybe just in the last few years. Anyway, your Mommy and Daddy are going to be home soon, so scoot along, the two of you! Get on up to bed!

Tracy: I don’t wanna..

Terry: I’m not sleepy!

Uncle Roy: Don’t worry. Uncle Roy will be back next week, and we can all give Ruffy a nice tick bath! [ the girls get excited, say goodnight, and run upstairs ] Sweet dreams! [ Roy leans back and reflects on the naughty pictures of the girls he took that evening ]

[ zoom out wide, with SUPER: “coming up next… Hairstyles for the Religious” ]

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SNL Transcripts: Buck Henry: 11/11/78: Samurai Optometrist



 Saturday Night Live Transcripts


  Season 4: Episode 5








78e: Buck Henry / The Grateful Dead

Samurai Optometrist

Samurai Futaba…..John Belushi
Mr. Dantley…..Buck Henry

[ open on interior, optometrist store, as Mr. Dantley enters carrying the day’s newspaper under his arm ]

Mr. Dantley: Hello! Can anybody help me?

[ Futaba, standing behind counter, turns around and grabs his sword ]

Announcer: And now, another episode of: “Samurai Optometrist”.

Samurai Futaba: [ steps forward and grunts a greeting ]

Mr. Dantley: Oh, fine, thanks! How are you? Listen, thank good ness you’re open. [ he holds up his newspaper ] You know, it’s the FIRST Sunday Times that we’ve had in about THREE months, and I have to break my reading glasses! [ he holds up his broken glasses ] Look — mangled! Look at this paper — all the news that’s fit to print! BY golly, I miss the Times! Do you think you can fix those glasses so I can read it?

Samurai Futaba: [ he grunts as he examines the mangled glasses ]

Mr. Dantley: You don’t? Well, what about new ones? Can I have new ones made up?

Samurai Futaba: [ grunting, he chops along his arm and leg ]

Mr. Dantley: Cost that much, huh? Listen, I don’t care WHAT it costs — if I can walk out of here with a pair of glasses so I can read my paper —

Samurai Futaba: [ directs Mr. Dantley to take a seat, as he seizes a sword, props it upon his shoulder, then flicks a switch and shines a light in Mr. Dantley’s eyes ]

Mr. Dantley: Ah-ha! Okay, well, I’ve got these glasses, but I need the reading ones — I’ve got ALL these great journalists waiting for me to read them! [ Futaba points ] The eye chart? Yeah.

Samurai Futaba: [ grunts, as he covers one eye and indicates for Mr. Dantley to read the letters before him ]

Mr. Dantley: Uh-huh. Which one? [ Futaba covers his left eye ] E, F, P! T, O, Z!

Samurai Futaba: Oh-ooohhh! [ impressed, he indicates for Mr. Dantley to now cover his right eye and read ]

Mr. Dantley: Okay. E, F, P! T, O, L —

Samurai Futaba: Uh-ohhhhhhh!

Mr. Dantley: [ concerned ] What, not so good? [ Futaba grunts ] Really bad? [ Futaba grunts ] Well, how bad is my eyesight?

[ Futbaba pulls out his sword and mimes using it as a walking stick ]

Mr. Dantley: Now, now, now! Cut the clowning, beause I need glasses! If I want to be entertained, I’ll go to see a comedian, not an optician!

Samurai Futaba: [ grunts ]

Mr. Dantley: I said I’ll go to see a comedian, not an optician!

Samurai Futaba: [ offended, he takes out his sword and presses it to his belly for hari kari ]

Mr. Dantley: No, no! Wait a minute! I — I — I’m sorry, I meant an optometrist! I’m sorry.

Samurai Futaba: [ he puts his sword back ] Phew!

Mr. Dantley: Now… you know what I miss more than anything about the Sunday Times?

Samurai Futaba: [ grunts, as he holds up a lens ]

Mr. Dantley: This may seem strange to you — it’s the crossword puzzle. [ Futaba grunts ] Yeah, the crossword puzzle. I mean, every Sunday, usuall, my wife and I lie in bed all Sunday and just do the crossword puzzle. It’s so much fun. But now, we haven’t had the paper for three months, we just had to lie there in bed and, uh —

Samurai Futaba: [ he pulls his sword in and out of its sheath a few times ]

Mr. Dantley: Alright, now those are the right lenses? [ Futaba holds them up ] Okay. Right. Now, are they — are they shatter-proof?

Samurai Futaba: Huh?!

Mr. Dantley: Are the lenses shatter-proof?

Samurai Futaba: [ he begins to grunt “Shattered” by the Rolling Stones, then pounds his fist upon the lenses on the counter; the counter crashes to the floor, but the lenses are in perfect condition ]

Mr. Dantley: Yeah, I see. I see. Now, what about the frames? Yeah, I need something… something… some real nice frames.

Samurai Futaba: [ he grabs a pair of frames and plops them over Mr. Dantley’s eyes ]

Mr. Dantley: Yeah, those are nice. But, uh, I was thinking of something in a kind of fancy tortoise-shell, that’s what I’d really like.

Samurai Futaba: [ he reaches into an aquarium on the back ounter, and pulls out an actual living tortoise ]

Mr. Dantley: No, no, no! I didn’t want a tortoise. I want tortoise… shell… frames. [ Futaba grunts ] Yes! Exactly!

Samurai Futaba: [ he tosses the tortoise in the air and swings his sword. He picks up the tortoise to reveal a pair of tortoise-frame glasses embedded in the shell. ]

Mr. Dantley: Inredible! Just incredible! [ he puts the glasses on ] You do FABULOUS work! Now, if ONLY these were BIFOCALS!

Samurai Futaba: Ahhh! [ he swings his sword toward Mr. Dantley’s face ] Yee-ahhhh!!

[ the scene freezes, at least in theory ]

[ title card appears ]

Anouncer: Tune in next week for another episode of “Samurai Optometrist”!

[ pull back on studio wide shot, with SUPER: “coming up next… The Grateful Dead Story as told to Art Linkletter” ]

[ fade ]

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