Saturday Night Live Transcripts
Season 25: Episode 5
The Devil Can’t Write A Love Song
Milo…..Garth Brooks
Lucifer…..Will Ferrell
Girlfriend…..Ana Gasteyer
Milo: [ singing ] “Shes staring over, a bowl of dreams..” Oh, God, no.
[ Girlfriend walks in ]Girlfriend: Why arent you at work?
Milo: Oh hey honey, come here and sit down, I wanna play you this song.
Girlfriend: Why arent you at work?!
Milo: I got fired.
Girlfriend: What?!
Milo: I dont need that stupid job, this ones the one.
Girlfriend: Youre pathetic, Milo. You are a talent-less loser, and Im not supporting you anymore. Send me a note when you win a Grammy, jerk!
[ she leaves ]Milo: Well, fine! Fine, leave! Youll see! Im gonna be big, youll see. Im gonna be a big loser. Ugh, man, Im never gonna go anywhere without a hit song. Dude, I would sell my SOUL for a hit song.
Lucifer: Arggh! [ with rock and roll music in the background ] I am Lucifer! And I have heard your request! And it shall be granted! Do you, Milo Jenkins, Truly wish to render your soul to me, in exchange for the success you crave?!? [music ends]
Milo: Yes sir I do. I mean, if I could have one hit song I know it would solve everything for me.
Lucifer: It shall be done! [ A flame comes over Milo, as he screams ] Now then forsaken soul, open thine ears, and sleek thy thirst on the music that could force kings to their knees!!
Milo: Yeah!
Lucifer: And oceans to boil! Behold, the song that will take you to the top of charts!!
Milo: Alright-
[ Lucifer takes his guitar and starts playing, very out of tune ]Lucifer: [ singing ]“Theres a guy named Fred and hes got a pair of slacks.
Oooh Freds got slacks!
They fit down the sides and tight around the waist!
Ooh Freds got slacks..”
Hold on a second. This thing is out of tune.
Milo: Man, I dont wanna miff you, but that sucked.
Lucifer: [ defensive ] I said the guitar, was out of TUNE!! It wasnt my FAULT!! “Freds Slacks” is a winner!! But fine! Here we go, Ill give you another Behold! This fiendish masterpiece, from the bowels of HELL!!!
[ begins to sing in a high pitched voice with the guitar still out of tune ]“Mondays!Boy I hate Mondays!
They make me so steamed!
Weekends!
Talkin bout the Weekend!
Oh, Oh, Oh, Oh , Oh, Oh..” [ stops singing ]
Son of a bitch!! Is it humid in here or something, ’cause the guitar keeps getting out of tune!
Milo: Man, what kind of guitar is that?
Lucifer: Its a hell-spun mixture of the bones of fornicators!! And the sinew of thieves and gluttons!!! MWUHAHAHAHA! [ pauses ] ..Its uh, Its a Fender.
Milo: Oh! Well, Man, look, maybe we should just call this deal off, ’cause uh, it just seems to me that youre just not that good.
Lucifer: [ defensive ] OH REALLY? [ Thunder and lightening in the background ] Then where did this tasty lick come from?? [ plays an out of tune ditty on his guitar ] Uh-huh! Uh-huh! And on top of it, add this!
[ plays his guitar out of tune again and sings with a fake British Accent ]“Zorgas borgas, I just got bit by the love bat, and its driving me MAD!!”
Milo: What the hell was that?
Lucifer: Ok, just hold on. Im just gonna jump into one without thinking. No thinking! Im just gonna let it flow and let it flow now.
[ begins playing his out of tune guitar like a heavy metal group, while singing ]“Fast car! On the highway!
On the byway! Mr. Robotron!”
Ok, thats not a good one, I gotta move on. I gotta move on, do you mind if I sit down?
Milo: No, no, please! Help yourself.
Lucifer: I cant be so critical, just get out of my head and go, just go!
[ starts playing his guitar like an out of tune version of “All Star” by Smash Mouth ]“Hey you, youre a nice guy
Put your shoes on, hey you!”
Milo: Ok, now hold on, thats a Smash Mouth song with different lyrics!
Lucifer: No its not! Its.. [ singing softly ] “Hey you, youre a..” [ stops singing ] Oh what the frick! Cut me a break! This is hard!
Milo: Oh, well hey man, thanks anyway. But if its ok with you, Ill just keep on pluggin and uh, truthfully, you kind of made me feel better about myself.
Lucifer- You know whats hard is the F chord. It hurts my fingers.
Milo: Yeah, thats a tough one, Mr. Devil. I tell you what.. [ yawns ] I tell you what else is toughstaying up this late, Im sure you gotta go! So um
Lucifer: Wait, Wait, Wait!! I think I got it, I think I got it, so here I go
[ doesnt use the guitar, but instead makes rapping sounds with his hands and does a rap ] [ rapping ]“Uh! Im the devil, and Im here to say,
Im the most evil rapper in the U.S.A.
All my homies and my bitches say Ohhhh”
{stops rapping}
Alright, Im leaving. Ive embarrassed myself. Im sorry about this.
Milo: No, no, thats ok. These things happen you know.
Lucifer: Im kind of tired, is it cool if I leave throught the front door?
Milo: Yeah, just make sure you jiggle the handle and make sure it locks on your way out.
Lucifer: Alright. Take her easy!
Milo: Yeah, you too!
Lucifer: [ singing ] “Take her easy Shes my lady and thats what I said..” [ stops singing ] Hey, that was good.
Milo: No. No.
Lucifer: Nope?
Milo: No.
Lucifer: Sorry. Im gone! [ he exits ]
Milo: Alright. Man, the devil cant write no love songs. Hey! [ picks up guitar and starts singing in tune ]
“Oh, the devil never could write a love song.
Didnt seem to matter how much he tried.
And ’cause the devil never got his heart broke
and the devil never cried.”
Submitted by: Blake B.