Weekend Update with Kevin Nealon


93s: John Goodman / The Pretenders

Weekend Update with Kevin Nealon

…..Kevin Nealon
…..David Spade


Kevin Nealon: Good evening, I’m Kevin Nealon.

Well, Nelson Mandela was elected President of South Africa this week. Mr. Mandela broke a long-stading political pattern: he went to jail before becoming a politician.

[ show picture of Paula Jones ]
And, in Washington this week, President Clinton desperately tried to get Whitewater back in the news.

After a medical examination following his caning, it was first thought that Michael Fay received an “extra” lash. But it just turned out to be his crack.

The U.S. House of Representatives narrowly passed a ban on assault weapons Thursday, after strong enough opposition was expressed by the National Rifle Association, as well as the United States Postal Workers Union.

And, in Europe, the 31-mile Chunnel opened up this week under the English Channel, connecting England and France. The tunnel houses a high-speed passenger train that experts estimate will allow some 7 million French people a year to get even farther away from EuroDisney.

For the grand opening, Queen Elizabeth and French President Mitterand got together and inaugurated the new Eurostar train. And, here in New York, a queen named Frenchie got drunk and urinated on the D Train.

Princess Diana threatened lawsuits this week against any British publication that prints topless photos of her taken on vacation in Spain last week. If published, it would be the first time in two years Prince Charles had seen her naked.

Kevin Nealon: And now, with a commentary, our new Music Correspondent David Spade. David?

David Spade: Aw, thank you! Thanks. People, there’s an epidemic going around the music industry that needs to be stopped. No, I’m not talking about chlamydia. But, good guess. No, I’m talking about spending hard-earned money to go see your favorite band in concert, and they have the nerve to not sing their biggest hits. It happens more often than you’d think, and I feel I must speak up.

For instance, six months ago I went to see Bob Segar. Now, after two-and-a-half hours, Mr. Segar walked off the stage without singing “Night Moves”. That was pure balls, ladies and gentlemen. It made me want to throw, like, a rock at, like, his head.

But it gets worse. I saw Men Without Hats. No “Safety Dance”. Pure balls. 100% nuts.

Even Barney doesn’t sing “I Love You, You Love Me” live. True story: I was in the mosh pit thinking, “Hmm.. if that’s not pure nads, I don’t know what is.”

On second thought, I do know what it is! When I was 22, I saw Big Country in concert, and, guess what? They didn’t even sing “Big Country”! Why else are you on the planet? It’s the name of your band, hard to forget! Huh? Yeah! What? Uh-huh!

Sometimes these old rockers – like The Stones or Rod Stewart – will throw you a medley crumb. I get five bars of “Brown Sugar” and “Tumblin’ Dice”, to make room for every song off the new album. By the way, when you’re at a show and the band says, “Here’s something from our new album, why don’t they just say, “Everyone, get up and go to the bathroom.”

And, any band that still includes a bass solo in their show – pure balls.

And, while we’re on the subject of testicles, remember when John Oates left Hall & Oates? This was the same kind of thinking that had Fisher Stevens break up with Michelle Pfeiffer so he could get prettier girls. By the way, I went to see Oates in concert. He opened up for the three-headed lobster boy at the circus. It was a good show. He did a “Maneater/Kiss On Your List” medley together, it wasn’t bad.

So, in closing, Kevin, in closing, I’m going to see Laura Branigan tomorrow night at Madison Square Garden, and, uh.. I have some advice for her: open and close with “Gloria”. Do it a couple times in between, alright? Thank you very much!

Kevin Nealon: David Spade, ladies and gentlemen.

Some disappointing news: a recent study reveals that eating a medium-sized bag of theater popcorn is equivalent to eating six Big Macs. A medium-sized bag of popcorn with butter flavoring is equivalent to eating eight Big Macs. A medium-sized bag of popcorm topped with butter and six Big Macs, is like eating fourteeen Big Macs.

New medical studies report that skin cancer cases have doubled in the past twnety years. They cite excessive suntanning as the main cause, and say the best way to cut harmful ultraviolet rays is with a thick cloud of cigarette smoke.

In other medical news, for the first time in North America, testing will begin on the RU-486 morning-after pill for women. If successful, testing will begin on the RU-487 pill for men. The pill prevents the man from waking up the next morning, running out the door saying, “I’ll call you. Really!”

Well, this Sunday night’s “60 Minutes” will mark the 500th commentary by Andy Rooney. Rooney will celebrate by complaining about clips from the previous 499 shows.

May 27th will mark the final broadcast of “The Arsenio Hall Show”. Hall will devote his full time to other interests – including movies, recording, and getting some stanky on his hang-down.

The Kentucky Derby was run earlier today, and the winner was Go For Gin, at 9 to 1. The long shot Quinella, paid $20,000 for a $2 bet, and the only ticket holder was Hillary Clinton.

Well, the Rolling Stones announced a new tour this week. Fans will be able to recognize their tour bus as the one doing 40 in the fast lane with its blinker on.

In an annual poll of radio stations, Paul McCartney’s “Yesterday” is still the most played radio song of all time. Over 6 milion times since 1965. And, amazingly enough, the #2 song is “Play That Funky Music, White Boy”.

In our final story, in observance of Mother’s Day, for the second year in a row, an NCI survey has named Kathie Lee Gifford the Nation’s Best Mother. But, after 23 years, the Baddest Mother is still Shaft. Happy Mother’s Day, Shaft!

Kevin Nealon: I’m Kevin Nealon, and that’s news to me.

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SNL Transcripts: Heather Locklear: 05/14/94


Air Date:

Host:

Musical Guest:

Special Guests:

May 14th, 1994

Heather Locklear

Janet Jackson

Jay Leno

Janet Jackson, “Any Time, Any Place”

  • Coffee Talk

    Recurring Characters: Linda Richman.

  • Heather Locklear’s Monologue

    Recurring Characters: Canteen Boy.

  • Eych!

    The hairball remover cats ask for by name.

  • Melrose Place

    Wayne (Mike Myers) fantasizes he’s slept with Amanda (Locklear) in Melrose Place.

    Recurring Characters: Wayne Campbell.

  • Hot Button

    Recurring Characters: Clarence Thomas, Ted Kennedy.

  • Janet Jackson performs “Throb”

  • Weekend Update with Kevin Nealon

    Homophobic Norm MacDonald thinks Kevin Nealon is making a pass at him.

    Adam Sandler sings about his forbidden summer loves.

    Recurring Characters: Captain Jim.

  • The Flirt

    Man (Kevin Nealon) and woman (Locklear) one-up each other with silent flirts.

  • Andy Rooney

    Andy Rooney (Norm MacDonald) shows off envelopes sent in by viewers.

  • Amazing Time Savers

    Aamzing pasta maker is distracted by host’s (Locklear) racist remarks.

  • L’Homme d’Orgasme

    Orgasm Guy’s (Rob Schneider) French cousin is just like him.

    Recurring Characters: Orgasm Guy.

  • Janet Jackson performs “Any Time, Any Place”

  • So Long, Farewell

    SNL’s recurring characters sing goodbye for the summer.

    Recurring Characters: Lucy, Kristy, Tori Spelling, Ike Turner, Linda Richman, Zoraida, Richmeister, Pat, Matt Foley.

  • Goodnights

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  • Coffee Talk

    Coffee Talk

    Linda Richman…..Mike Myers
    Lila Klein…..Heather Locklear


    Linda Richman: Welcome to Coffee Talk I’m your host Linda Richman. On this show we talk about coffee, New York, dawters, dawgs you know no big whoop just Coffee Talk. With me today celebrating her 54th birthday is my dear friend and landlady is Lila Klein. Happy Birthday Lila.

    Lila Klein: Some birthday. I’m going through menopause my zorch is on fire.

    Linda Richman: Interesting story. Lila and I grew up without a posh a pitin and now look at her. She’s a big real estate mucky muck.

    Lila Klein: What can I say? I married well, went to school for my P.H.D. and came out with my M.R.S.

    Linda Richman: That is some ring.

    Lila Klein: It’s a canbarely.

    Linda Richman: What’s a canbarely?

    Lila Klein: I can barely lift it.

    Linda Richman: Start.

    Lila Klein: By the way Linda you lost some weight. Ypu’re too skinny, kind of oyskedot. You look like that Calvin Klein model. What’s her name? Peat Moss?

    Linda Richman: Kate Moss. And I wish. I would love to be anorexic for 3 months just until I reach my goalweight. Okay the big news is that Barbra Streisand opened in Washington, and guess who’s got a ticket for when she comes to New York?

    Lila Klein: I’m dying. I’m dying.

    Linda Richman: Don’t die. I don’t want to have to clean it up.

    Lila Klein: Anyway how did you get it?

    Linda Richman: My sister’s husband Sid went to the same bungalow colony in the Catskills with the nephew of the guys who’s neighbor is Barbra’s booking agent’s father. It was a piece of cake.

    Lila Klein: I’d do anything to see Barbra on stage, but that’s okay. I’ll just sit here in the corner in the dark and eat wet cigarettes like a dawg.

    Linda Richman: Lila, here is the other ticket. Happy Birthday.

    Lila Klein: You didn’t. I have to call my dawter(walks off set)

    Linda Richman: I understand call your dawter. She’s beautiful say hello. I can’t believe she left, but she’s going to call her dawter, and now I’m a little verklempt. Talk amongst yourselves. I’ll give you a topic. The Morman Tabernackle Choir was neither Morman nor Tabernackle, nor a Choir Discuss! There I feel better. Okay let’s go to the phones the number is 555-4444. Give us a call we’ll talk you know no big whoop. Hello?

    Caller #1: Hello my name is Tina Weena. and I was willing to spend…

    Linda Richman: Wait, your name is Tina Weena?

    Caller #1: Yeah Tina Weena. I use it to my advantage.

    Linda Richman: I knew someone who’s first name was Nancy and her last name was Schiance. Nancy and Schiance. Hand to god. What parents do to children. I’ts a shanda na happa fech pooh pooh pooh fuh la tappa de prechs Nisch kia fecs midla capesta dech a scounchea grabiyuhnk goya fuz mirsco cyanahea provitzu a poonum. I’m not finished! Ye canahafa ofa yompkins se yenvon shumpkha de hamenschef will do a mitzvah from a miyah a zurfa and EIA SCHIENGEL! Hello you’re on Coffee Talk.

    Caller #2: Hi Linda, I wanted to see Barbra, but I wouldn’t pay $350. for a ticket.

    Linda Richman: Excuse me let me ask you a question would you pay $1 a day to hear Barbra sing?

    Caller #2: Of course.

    Linda Richman: Well that comes to $365 leaving you to get a baby sitter and dinner. It’s a bargoon. To take your negative comments elsewhere you nasty pig! We have time for one last call. Hello?

    Caller #3: Linda, what’s that show called taped from Jersey? Is it Tuesday Morning.

    Linda Richman: No it’s Live from New York it’s SATURDAY NIGHT!

    (scene fades as the show begins)

    Thanks to Bob for this transcript!

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    Eych!


    Eych!

    Cat Owner…..Ellen Cleghorne


    Cat Owner: Fluffy? [ places cat bowl with food next to Fluffy, who ignores it ] What’s wrong, Fluffy?

    Fluffy: [ mouth opens wide ] Eych!

    Cat Owner: Fluffy? Are you okay?

    Fluffy: [ mouth opens wide a second time ] Eych!

    Cat Owner: Poor Fluffy..

    Fluffy: [ mouth opens wide again once again ] Eych!

    [ the Cat Owner figures out what’s wrong and grabs some Eych! Hairball Remover ]

    Announcer: Eych! It’s the only hairball remover that cats ask for.. by name.

    [ three hairbell-clogged cats sing the Eych! jingle with the accompaniment of a bouncing ball ]

    Cats: Eych! Eych! Eych! Eych!
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    Eych!

    Announcer: Eych! Hasn’t your cat already asked for it?

    Fluffy: [ finally coughs up a hairball ] Eych!

    Announcer: Brought to you by Hyko, the makers of.. [ a diapered monkeys screams “IEEEE!” ] ..the diapers for monkeys.

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    The Flirt


    The Flirt

    Man in Bar…..Kevin Nealon
    Beautiful Woman…..Heather Locklear
    Guy next to Woman…..Chris Farley
    Guy next to Man…..Norm MacDonald


    [ open on interior, Wilson’s Bar ]

    [ At the counter, Man in Bar sips his drink, then notices a Beautiful Woman smiling at him from the other side of the counter. She winks at him and makes a funny face; he winks back and makes a funny face of his own. ]

    [ She holds up he drink and takes a sip; likewise, he holds up his drink and takes a sip, suave as ever. ]

    [ She presses her finger to her lips, then points it at him; he puckers up, touches his lips, and holds his finger out. ]

    [Intrigued, she pulls her nose high with her finger and snorts like a pig; engaged in the flirting action, he does the same. ]

    [ Impressed that he followed up on that one, the Beautiful Woman grabs a pitcher of beer and chugs it down, as most of the beer spills across her chest, then she spits some of the beer out of her mouth; likeing what he sees, the Man in Bar also grabs a pitcher, chugs it down and chokes on the excess. ]

    [ Still enjoying herself, the Beautiful Woman takes out a sketchpad and produces a drawing of the Man in Bar; he takes out his sketchpad, and also draws a picture of himself. ]

    [ Testing to see how far he’ll go, she grabs the collar of the Guy next to her and kisses him on the lips, then looks across the bar for the reaction; challenged, the Man in Bar looks around, then grabs the Guy next to him and kisses him on the lips. ]
    Guy next to Man: [ breaking free ] Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey!

    [ The Beautiful Woman unhooks her bra, then pulls pulls it out of her dress and dangles it for the Man in Bar to see; unable to copy that, he grabs the Guy next to him again and gives him another kiss on the lips. ]

    [ Thinking of a way to top herself, the Beatiful Woman takes out a bottle labeled “POISON” and takes a sip; determined not to lose pace, the Man in Bar takes out a bottle labeled “POISON” as well, and takes a sip. ]

    [ The Beautiful Woman peels the label off of her bottle, to reveal a second label – “WATER”; worried, the Man in Bar cautiously peels the label off of his bottle, to reveal the label “REALLY BAD POISON”. When he sees it, he doubles over the bar and dies. ]

    [ The Beautiful Woman walks over to the Man’s body, pulls out his wallet, then walks away. ]

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    Goodnights


    93t: Heather Locklear / Janet Jackson

    Goodnights

    …..Heather Locklear


    Heather Locklear: Thanks to Janet Jackson.. Jay Leno.. everybody here. It’s been a great show, a great week. Good night!

    [ camera focuses momentarily on Phil Hartman on the right corner of the stage, as cast members take their turn hugging him goodbye ]

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    Coffee Talk

    Coffee Talk

    Linda Richman…..Mike Myers
    Helen Hunt


    Linda Richman: Welcome to Coffee Talk I’m your host Linda Richman. On this show we talk about coffee, dawters, dawgs, you know no big whoop just Coffee Talk. You’ll never guess who is in my apartment right now. I’ll give you a hint. I’m mad about her. That’s right it’s Helen Hunt. Come here bubala let me touch that ponnum. It’s like buttah.

    Helen Hunt: Hello Linda.

    Linda Richman: So P.S Long story short, Helen and my dawter Robin went to the theatrical summer camp in the Catskills together. And this one practically moved in.

    Helen Hunt: They became my family my mishputkha. I never met a family so colorful.

    Linda Richman: That’s a nice way for saying Jewish. Come on I kid. Why? Because I love. My Helen here is a quarter Jewish.

    Helen Hunt: I’m Methodist and Jewish. I’m a

    Both: Mushu!

    Linda Richman: Helen I’m so proud of you. Look at you. You’re a big muggy mug with the stuff of the golden globes. I remember the first day you got your period.

    Helen Hunt: Linda, you promised you wouldn’t embarras me.

    Linda Richman: Do your Paul Reiser impression.

    Helen Hunt: No

    Linda Richman: Do It!!

    Helen Hunt: Quite frankly soup’s a good thing but I also like fish. This is what I’m saying.

    Linda Richman: Look at her she’s so adorable. I want to eat you up and have you come out of my shoot. Let’s get down to buisiness. It’s Oscar time, and once again, Barbra Streisand was not nominated.

    Helen Hunt: Linda, she didn’t make a movie this year.

    Linda Richman: I do not care. That is not the point.

    Helen Hunt: But they did nominate a woman who directed this year Jane Campion for the piano. Ithink she has a big shot at winning.

    Linda Richman: And you call yourself a quarter Jewish. The oscar goes to Stephen Spielberg for Schindler’s List. End of story. Capoot!

    Helen Hunt: You’re right. Of course Schindler’s List.

    Linda Richman: Ach, Stephen Spielberg. I don’t care if he married a shixa. He could marry ten shixas all with pug noses for all I care. What that man has done as a filmaker and as a jew, it’s remarkable. Now I’m verklempt. Talk amongst yourselves. I’ll give you a topic. The chick pea is neither a chick nor a pea. Discuss! There I feel better.

    Helen Hunt: Well I think they should give best actress to Holly Hunter for the piano.

    Linda Richman: To be honest with you, I didn’t get that movie and why she was nominated for best actress, I will never know.

    Helen Hunt: Linda, are you kidding me? That was one of the most demanding female roles in recent history. Holly Hunter had to communicate through a character that was so mute.

    Linda Richman: Mute schmute, she didn’t have to memorize a single word. All she had to do was show up, braid her hair, and fartic. Stalker Channing, she may be a long shot, but at least she had lines. She talked from the beginning of the move to the end of the movie. She had alot to say to the fresh prince. Alright let’s go the phones the number is 555-4444. Give us a call we’ll talk no big whoop. Hello?

    Caller #1: Hello Helen. I just wanted to say I’m mad about you!

    Helen Hunt: Thanks. That was sweet.

    Linda Richman: That was cute.

    Caller #1: Anyway my question is this. Does anyone mistake you for Linda Hunt?

    Helen Hunt: No, no they don’t.

    Linda Richman: Does anyone ever tell you to go to hell and hunt?

    Helen Hunt: No they actually don’t.

    Linda Richman: Okay next caller. Welcome to Coffee Talk you’re on the air. Hello?

    Caller #2: Hello Helen. Who would you vote for best supporting actor?

    Helen Hunt: John Malkovich for the Line of Fire. I though he was so brilliant and so scary he gave me shpilkes in my genecktecessoink.

    Linda Richman: Don’t get me started, Malkovich terrifyed me. I felt like fulnkn gestapha heliorahn helroshing hullishing en shmaza en my cappie. You know what I’m saying.

    Helen Hunt: I’m only a quarter Jewish so I only know a quarter of what you said.

    Linda Richman: Okay we have time for one last call. The number is 555-4444. Hello?

    Caller #3: Hello Helen. What are you doing for Oscar Night?

    Helen Hunt: I’m actually going to the Oscars.

    Linda Richman: Oye I’m dying. I’ve never met anyone that’s going to the academy awards. It’s 6 degrees separate from me and oscar.

    Helen Hunt: Linda, are you getting verklempt again.

    Linda Richman: Talk amongst yourselves. I’ll give yes another topic. Durane Durane is neither a Durane nor a Durane. Discuss. There I feel better. Okay that’s all the time we have this week. My guest has been Helen Hunt. Again I’m mad about you.

    Helen Hunt: And I’m mad about you.

    Linda Richman: You look great in beige. How one person can look that good in that vercockhta color. I will never know. There you have it goodnight.

    (scene fades)

    Thanks to Robert Wilczak for this transcript!

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    Profiles in Cowardice


    93p: Helen Hunt / Snoop Doggy Dogg

    Profiles in Cowardice

    Steve Kangas…..Phil Hartman
    Ray Rio…..Rob Schneider
    Jack Killian…..Chris Farley
    Linda Coleman…..Helen Hunt
    Mack Panko…..Michael McKean
    Mr. Smith…..Norm MacDonald


    Announcer: [ over program logo ] And now, “Profiles in Cowardice”. With your host, Steve Kangus.

    [ dissolve to Steve Kangas, surrounded by his four guests ]

    Steve Kangas: Hello again. Webster defines courage as “strength of will in the face of extreme danger.” With me tonight are five people who utterly lack that quality. Our first guest is a veteran of Operation Desert Storm, and his is probably the most.. remarkable story to come out of the Gulf War. Former U.S. Army Private first class, Ray Rio. Welcome to the show.

    Ray Rio: Thank you.

    Steve Kangas: Now.. you are the only U.S. serviceman.. to surrender to the Iraqis?

    Ray Rio: That’s correct.

    Steve Kangas: Operation Desert Storm was such a one-sided victory for us. Tell us how it is that.. you came to surrender. Where were you?

    Ray Rio: I was in Union City, New Jersey. You see, I was actually on leave during the Gulf War.

    Steve Kangas: And, who exactly did you surrender to?

    Ray Rio: The owner of a news stand.. his wife.. and their 13-year old son.

    Steve Kangas: And.. they were Iraqis?

    Ray Rio: I don’t know for sure. When you’re in that situation, and you’re as big a coward as I am, you don’t wait to find out. I just handed over my dog tags, and told them as much military information as I could think of.

    Steve Kangas: Well, I imagine this brought a lot of notoriety to you, didn’t it?

    Ray Rio: Well, I was invited to the White House. Where I was slapped by Gen. Norman Schwartzkopf. And Barbara Bush spat at me.

    Steve Kangas: And, how was it that President Bush referred to you?

    Ray Rio: “Garbage wrapped in skin.”

    Steve Kangas: Understandable. Our next guest is outdoorsman, Jack Killian. Now, Jack, I understand.. you have run in terror from over fifty bears.

    Jack Killian: [ nods ] Yes, I have.

    Steve Kangas: And, you have also run from a crocodile.

    Jack Killian: Yes, I did. I-in Australia.

    Steve Kangas: And I read that you have even run.. from a shark.

    Jack Killian: [ smiling modestly ] Yes, uh.. I was standing on the beach, and I saw a fin about a hundred yards out. Well, I just turned around and ran and ran and ran, until I couldn’t run any more.

    Steve Kangas: And how far did you run?

    Jack Killian: [ thinking ] Umm.. about six miles. Uh.. a lot of it through heavy brush.. which I also found very scary.

    Steve Kangas: What’s the smallest animal you’ve ever run from?

    Jack Killian: Well.. that would probably be a baby chick, that was.. painted pink for Easter. I’m so G.D. terrified of that thing..

    Steve Kangas: Have you ever run from children?

    Jack Killian: Steve, I’ve run from children as young as six months.

    Steve Kangas: Our next guest has a fascinating tale of personal weakness. Linda Coleman, tell us your story.

    Linda Coleman: Well, I had just gotten divorced from my husband – he’s Iranian. And he kidnapped our daughter and took her back to Iran.

    Steve Kangas: Wow! That must have been heartbreaking.

    Linda Coleman: It was. I’ll never forget that day.

    Steve Kangas: Now, what did you do?

    Linda Coleman: What do you mean?

    Steve Kangas: Well, did you ever go over there to.. get her back?

    Linda Coleman: What, to Iran? Are you joking? This is Iran. Does this ring a bell? [ raises blouse over face and chants like a deranged Iranian woman, startling Jack Killian seated next to her ] I mean, come on! Get real! I can have other daughters!

    Steve Kangas: Well, few mothers.. would have done what you did. Our next guest is retired police officer, Mack Panko. And, Mack, you were involved in a very dramatic case.

    Mack Panko: Well, I wouldn’t say “involved”, no.

    Steve Kangas: Well, tell us what happened.

    Mack Panko: Alright. Uh.. twenty years ago, I was walking through Flatbush in Brooklyn, and, uh, I saw this woman being attacked.

    Steve Kangas: Ooh, so what did you do?

    Mack Panko: I froze.. and I-I hid between two parked cars until I was sure the attack was over.

    Steve Kangas: Then, you.. called the police?

    Mack Panko: No! I was terrified the attacker might be watching.

    Steve Kangas: Well, you were off-duty, so you didn’t have your gun.

    Mack Panko: Yes, and no. Funny story about that. I, uh, was actually returning a gun I had borrowed from a friend.

    Steve Kangas: So, you did have a gun?

    Mack Panko: Yeah! you know, I guess I did!

    Steve Kangas: Now, that is a Profile in Cowardice. Our final guest is in the Witness Protection program, so his appearance has been electronically altered. We’ll just call him Mr… Smith.

    Mr. Smith: [ his face digitally blurred, but still adequately recognizable ] No, no, not Smith!

    Steve Kangas: Oh, sorry! Okay, uh.. Mr…. S.

    Mr. Smith: [ shakes his head ]

    Steve Kangas: Uh.. how did you wind up in the Witness Protection program? Did you testify against mob figures?

    Mr. Smith: No, no. I just heard about the program on TV, and, uh.. it seemed like a great idea. I didn’t know if anybody was after me or not, but.. better safe than sorry!

    Steve Kangas: Uh-huh. How’s it working out for you?

    Mr. Smith: Well, I’m not too crazy about living in Memphis — [ winces ] Oh, geez!

    Linda Coleman: Ha! Memphis? Try Iran. Hello? Iran? [ raises blouse over her face again and chants like a deranged Iranian woman. She startles Jack Killian seated next to her, who bolts off-screen to escape his terror ]

    Steve Kangas: Well, I see our time has run out – as has Mr. Killian. I’d like to say thank you to my remaining guests, and I hope you’ll join us next time on.. “Profiles in Cowardice.”

    [ fade ]

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    Emotional Director


    93p: Helen Hunt / Snoop Doggy Dogg

    Emotional Director

    Gino…..David Spade
    Amy Tompkins…..Helen Hunt
    Frank Prescott…..Michael McKean


    [ open on wide shot of a movie set, as actress Amy Tompkins enters with Gino the stagehand ]

    Gino: You sure I can’t get you any breakfast, Amy? Coffee, or anything?

    Amy Tompkins: No, nothing. I think I’m just.. a little nervous about meeting Mr. Prescott.

    Gino: [ pours himself a cup of coffee ] Oh. Frank? He’s a great guy – best director I’ve ever worked with.

    Amy Tompkins: I just love his movies! when I was a little girl, they showed “Beloved Stranger” on TV… and it really changed my life.

    Gino: Great movie; great.. film.

    Amy Tompkins: It made me want to become an actress. All of his films have this.. wonderful understanding of women’s emotions!

    Gino: Absolutely. He’s kind of a man’s man in a lot of ways, but, uh.. he’s great with actresses, and I think you’ll like him. [ looks off screen ] And, I think.. he’s coming right now.

    [ Director Frank Prescott and his sheer presence enters the set ]

    Frank Prescott: Hey, Gino!

    Gino: Morning, Boss!

    Frank Prescott: How ya’ doin’? Give me some sugar here! Ha ha! [ gives gino a bear hug ] Who’s your pretty friend?

    Amy Tompkins: [ flattered ] Amy Tompkins, Mr. Prescott!

    Frank Prescott: Ah, I know who ya’ are! I was just teasin’ ya’! You happen to be, in this ol’ hack’s opinion, one of the finest actresses workin’ today!

    Amy Tompkins: Oh, Mr. Prescott!

    Frank Prescott: Ah! Frank.

    Amy Tompkins: Frank. Amy.

    Frank Prescott: Amy. [ turns his head ] Gino!

    Gino: Boss!

    Frank Prescott: Let’s get Peter and Skip to look at the line-up, alright?

    Gino: Fly it in!

    Amy Tompkins: I just want you to know what an honor it is to work with you.

    Frank Prescott: Listen, I’d just like to thank you for giving me this chance. I know you pulled some strings to get me on this picture, and.. I.. I sure do appreciate it. [ he ambles over to his director’s chair in front of his crew ] Mornin’, boys!

    Crewmembers: Boss! How ya’ doin’? Etc.

    Frank Prescott: Let’s make a movie! [ swills alcohol from a metal flask in his jacket, then turns back to Amy ] O-kay. Now, the son of a bitch hasn’t called you in threee weeks, so you’re gonna call him because you’re afraid you might be knocked up and you’re pissed off! And, action!

    [ Frank saunters casually over to his director’s chair, as Amy stands on the lighted set feeling a little overwhelmed ]

    Amy Tompkins: Um.. could I just have a minute?

    Frank Prescott: We’re just walking through it for the camera, honey.

    Amy Tompkins: I know, I know. I just, um.. [ clears her head ] Okay. So, uh, should I enter from the kitchen and then go to the phone?

    Frank Prescott: Oh, I don’t care where you come from, sweetie – my shot starts at the phone. Alright? Annnnnndd.. action! [ leans into his answering machine ]

    [ cut to camera perspective – holds on phone, then rises up as Amy picks up the phone and dials ]

    Amy Tompkins: [ frustrated, sighs ] “Damn answering machine! You bet I’ll leave a message at the beep!”

    [ farting sound effect is heard off-camera; Frank’s surrounding crew breaks into laughter, as Frank turns to smile and laugh with them ]

    Frank Prescott: One of you boys bring a tree frog with you to work with you this morning? [ continues to laugh, then gets serious ] Alright, alright.. let’s go, Peaches – from where you’re leavin’ the message! And, action!

    Amy Tompkins: Uh, Frank? Could I start from the top, please? From the dialing?

    Frank Prescott: Aw, geez.. [ to a stangehand ] Check that cable, will ya’? [ walks over to Amy ] Yeah, honey, uh.. the movie’s not about dialing, you see? It’s about your pretty puss. [ brushes her cheek ] Alright?

    Amy Tompkins: Yeah.. yeah. I’d like.. I’d like to do it from the top, please! Please? It would.. help me get a handle on it!

    Frank Prescott: [ looks at his crew ] Alright, the lady needs a handle on it. Well.. o-kaaaaay. [ makes another farting sound effect with his mouth as he returns to his chair ] From the top, then. And.. act-ion!

    [ cut to camera perspective – holds on phone, then rises up as Amy picks up the phone and dials ]

    Frank Prescott’s Voice: I got something with a handle on it for her!

    [ Frank and his crew laugh off-camera, as Amy looks up confused ]

    Amy Tompkins: What?!

    Frank Prescott: I was talkin’ to my crew, missy! Tryin’ to find out if this shot’s gonna work or not. [ walks over to her again ] You know something? It’s 7:35 a.m. By this time, most professionals got a little something on film! Now, I know you’ve had a couple of hits in the past few years, but I’ve accidentally inhaled more film than you’ve ever had your face on!

    Amy Tompkins: I’m not sayin’ —

    Frank Prescott: Now, let’s just collect ourselves and take it again, shall we, little girl? [ returns to his director’s chair ]

    [ cut to camera perspective – holds on phone, then rises up as Amy picks up the phone and dials ]

    Frank Prescott’s Voice: With a big handle on it!

    Amy Tompkins: I’m sorry! I’m sorry! I can’t do this!

    Frank Prescott’s Voice: [ walks over to Amy ] Uh-oh, uh-oh! Check your calendar, boys, I think we got a little female lunar inadequacy here! [ chuckles with his crew ]

    Amy Tompkins: [ fuming ] Mr. Prescott! You are without a doubt, the most obnoxious, vile and stupid man I’ve ever encountered on or off the sound stage! I went out on a limb for you, and now I feel like a fool! I can’t believe I —

    Frank Prescott’s Voice: Roll ’em, Gino!

    Gino: Rolling!

    Frank Prescott’s Voice: [ takes his seat again ] Amy! Action!

    [ cut to camera perspective – holds on phone, then rises up as Amy chargedly grabs the phone and dials ]

    Amy Tompkins: Damn answering machine! You bet I’ll leave a message at the beep! Eddie? Are you there? We’ve gotta talk about something, Eddie! Something that could put two lives on hold for quite a while! And we’ve gotta talk about trust, Eddie! And responsibility! And.. just call me, Eddie! You owe me that much! [ slams the receiver down, breaks into a continuous sob ] I’ll be waiting..!

    Gino’s Voice: Annnnnndd.. cut!

    [ the entire crew applauds Amy’s performance ]

    Amy Tompkins: Oh, my God! I’m shaking!

    Gino: That’s great, that’s a print.

    Amy Tompkins: Oh! I never knew what that scene was about before! [ rushes over to Frank ] Frank! Thank you! Bless you! [ Frank doesn’t respond because he’s out cold ] Is he alright?

    Gino: Oh, yeah. I don’t think, uh, we’ll get much more out of him today, though. Hey, uh, you want me to all your driver?

    Amy Tompkins: Uh.. sure. Is he always like this.

    Gino: Yeah. That’s why he doesn’t get more work. He’s great with actresses, though.

    Amy Tompkins: Yeah.. he really seems to understand. I’ll be in my trailer.

    Gino: Right. That’s a wrap, everybody!

    [ zoom away from the movie set, and fade ]

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