Saturday Night Live Transcripts Season 6: Episode 5 ]]>
Air Date: Host: Musical Guest: Special Guests: Cameos: Bit Players: December 20th, 1980 David Carradine The cast of The Pirates of Penzance None None Andy Murphy Neil Levy Mitchell Kriegman Joe’s Don Pardo ImpressionSummary: The voice of Don Pardo expresses his disapproval with Joe Piscopo’s hopes to replace him as SNL’s announcer.
Montage
David Carradine’s MonologueSummary: Charles Rocket gets a kung fu kick for trying to stop David Carradine from singing “I Wanna Be A Dancin’ Man” across grains of sand.
Gun CitySummary: A manic spokesman (Joe Piscopo) touts the last-minute Christmas firearms deals for the entire family. Transcript
Kung Fu FashionsSummary: The black owner (Eddie Murphy) of a menswear shop gives traveling Caine (David Carradine) fashion advice. Transcript
Valley Girls At The MallSummary: Valley girls Vickie (Gail Matthius) and Debbie (Denny Dillon) try to impress boys (Joe Piscopo, Charles Rocket) at the mall. Recurring Characters: Vickie, Debbie. Transcript
The Rocket ReportSummary: Charles Rocket covers the story of a derelict Santa Claus (Charles Rocket) who wanders the streets of New York in despair. Recurring Characters: Santa Claus. Transcript
Dylan & GuthrieSummary: Bob Dylan (Patrick Weathers) visits Woody Guthrie (David Carradine) in the hospital, and the two speak to one another via folksy song lyrics. Recurring Characters: Bob Dylan. Transcript
The Home Version of DallasSummary: Add a little excitement to your family’s strife by imitating the dysfunctional Ewing clan in the privacy of your home. Transcript
“Mr. Bill’s Christmas Special”Summary: In a film by Walter Williams, Mr. Bill recalls painful holiday memories of Christmases past. Transcript
Kung Fu ChristmasSummary: Caine (David Carradine) and a black Bruce Lee (Eddie Murphy) co-star in a new Christmas movie.
Weekend Update with Charles RocketSummary: While providing holiday do’s and don’ts, Ann Risley recommends including lard wrapped in plastic bags. Joe Piscopo silently comments on NBC Sports Executive Producer Don Ohlmeyer’s decision to run NFL broadcasts with on-screen statistics instead of using actual announcers.
Linda Ronstadt, Rex Smith, George Rose and the cast of “The Pirates of Penzance” perform a medley of songs from the musical
Heroin in HarlemSummary: Lt. Sam Cleveland (Eddie Murphy) gives rich white drug users (Joe Piscopo, Ann Risley, Charles Rocket) an authentic heroin experience in Harlem. Transcript
The Virgin SearchSummary: A trio of NBC executives (Matthew Laurance, Mitchell Kriegman, Neil Levy) search the globe for a virgin, eventually crossing paths with Gail Matthius. Transcript
Dopenhagen & Happy DazeSummary: Spokesperson (David Carradine) uses the product to stay smokeless and avoid lighting up.
Death of Colonel SandersSummary: Kentucky Fried Chicken diners (David Carradine, Denny Dillon, Eddie Murphy) eat fried chicken to mourn the passing of Colonel Sanders.
“The Dancing Man”Summary: In a film by Mitchell Kriegman, an ordinary man (Bill Irwin) can’t keep himself from dancing. Transcript
Welfare CounselingSummary: welfare counselor (Denny Dillon) advises recipients Ms. Robley (Yvonne Hudson) and Caine (David Carradine) to take up prostitution.
Linda Ronstadt, Rex Smith, George Rose and the cast of “The Pirates of Penzance” perform a medley of Christmas carols
Narrator/Voice of Jack Card…..Charles Rocket Janice…..Ann Risley Female Poker Player…..Denny Dillon Man #1…..Matthew Laurence Man #2…..Joe Piscopo Man #3…..Gilbert Gottfried Voice of Queen Card…..Gail Matthius
[Open on close-up of ten poker chips–one white, two blue, and seven red–in the middle of a green poker table while someone deals out cards]
Narrator: These young people are having a good time playing poker.
[Pull back to reveal three men and two women sitting around a poker table in the basement of a house, chatting over one another and smoking marijuana cigarettes, except for Man #3, who is drinking from a brown and white mug.]
Narrator: (contd) Theyre looking forward to a long, friendly evening of competition, [The others who are smoking joints cough heavily and extinguish the joints in their ashtrays as the game commences] but theyve made one mistake: theyve been smoking marijuana.
[some laughter and a man in the live studio audience shouting, “All right!” can be heard as we dissolve to an over-the-shoulder shot of Man #1s hand of cards (an eight of spades, a seven of spades, a six of spades, a five of spades, and a four of clubs)]
Narrator: Because of marijuana [Man #1 takes a puff off his marijuana cigarette], this man thinks his four of clubs is a spade.
[Man #1 cracks up at his hand of cards. He exhales smoke and stubs out his joint, ready to ante up]
Man #1: [coughs and throws two chips in the center] Ill see your two. [cracks up and puts the rest of his chips in the center]: and raise you fifteen.
[The other players “Ooh!” in amazement, but the Female Poker Player isnt impressed]
Narrator: He thinks hes got a flush.
Female Poker Player: [puts her chips in the center] Okay, call!
Man #1: [pins down cards so the Female Poker Player can see them] A flush. Read em and weep!
Female Poker Player: [points to four of clubs in his hand of cards] That isnt a spade!
[Man #1 checks his hand. His face falls at the oversight and the resulting mistake]
Man #1: Oh no! [buries his face in his hands]
[dissolve to overhead shot of the five poker players]
Narrator: Hes cleaned out. Hell have to borrow to stay in the game, all thanks to pot.
[dissolve to over-the-shoulder shot of Janice, another female poker player, who has a royal straight flush (a ten, jack, queen, king, and ace of hearts). Zoom-in on Janices hand as Narrator continues]
Narrator: This woman has a royal straight flush, but shes so stoned, she thinks the queen is having an affair with the jack.
[dissolve from shot of Janices hand to Janice as she begins to hear voices coming from her cards. Her eyes dart around nervously as she listens in on the conversation]
Queen Card: [in a high, British accent] Psst, Jack, after this hand, meet me at the bottom of the deck.
Jack Card: [also in a high, British accent] But what about the king? Hes standing right next to you!
Queen Card: Dont worry. The old goat cant keep up. Well lose him in the shuffle!
[Pull back to two shot of Janice, still zoned out from smoking pot, and Man #2, who has noticed that Janice hasnt done anything]
Man #2: Come on, Janice, are you gonna open or what?
Everyone Else: Yeah, come on!
Janice: [dazed] Uh, no. Open? Oh, no, no, no. This is much too private. [puts cards face down on the poker table and turns away]
[Everyone else at the table groans. Dissolve to overhead shot of the five players]
Narrator: Shes so loaded, shes folding a royal straight flush–and she doesnt care!
[dissolve to Man #3, who, unlike the other stoned players looks a little too alert as he stares at his cards. The Female Poker Player deals him two more cards. He collects them]
Narrator: This man, drawing to a pair of nines with an ace kicker, didnt smoke marijuana. Instead, while his friends were spacing out, hed stay sharp and alert by drinking eight cups of coffee.
[Man #3 shows his hand of cards–a full house (a nine of diamonds, a nine of spades, an ace of clubs, an ace of spades, and an ace of diamons)–with a victorious smile on his face.]
Narrator: Wow! Hes filled out a full house. [Cut to close-up of the full house, followed by a three shot of Man #3 looking around to see if anyone can beat that]: Look at that hand. Thats the best hand hes had all night–but he played it much too soon
Female Poker Player: Misdeal!
Narrator: (contd) because hes wired from too much caffeine.
[Zoom out to a final overhead shot of the drugged-out players ending their poker game as everyone else grumbles over Man #3s winning hand and Man #3 drinks from his coffee mug]
[Orange SUPER: “Poker and Drugs Dont Mix” appear as the scene ends]
Narrator: Poker and drugs dont mix. If youre gonna get high, dont play cards. This has been a satire of a public service announcement.
Paulie Herman….Joe Piscopo Black Hustler….Eddie Murphy Cop….Charles Rocket
[Opens with a bus terminal. Fast-talking black hustleris paying 3 card monte on top of a box. 2 guys arewatching him shuffle the 3 cards]
Black Hustler: Ok, it’s in the bank, Frank, no tax,Max. Here we go, round and round we go, where shestops nobody knows. Come on, let’s play the game. [guypoints at the card]Black card! Sorry, man. Youlose.[takes money, guy leaves] Sorry about that, it’sall right, put your money down,[shuffles cards] don’tgo wasting my time, here we go, round and round we gowhere– Which card you want? Is this the card youwant?! Black card! Sorry, my man. That’s it! [ 2nd guyleaves] Hey, come on, man. Let’s play some more. Hey, come on back, man!
[Nerdy Paulie Herman walks in, strange frown on hisface, over the black hustler’s shoulder]
Paulie Herman: Hey, come on back, man! Come on back!What are you doing?
Black Hustler: I’m makin’money, man. You wanna makesome money, jack?
Paulie Herman: Oh, I love to but I gotta catch my bus.
Black Hustler: Say, man, you got plenty of time. Yourbus ain’t gonna come for a while. Where you live anyway?
Paulie Herman: I’m from Jersey! Ha!,ha!,ha!,ha! Areyou from Jersey? Ha!,ha!, ha!,ha! I’m from Jersey!
Black Hustler: Say, look man, You wanna make some money or what?
Paulie Herman: Oh, I don’t know. I am doing quite wellat the plant right now what with my pension plan andthe dental plan and the blue cross and the blueshield, I’ll get my free prescriptions next year…
Black Hustler: No, man, I’ll make you some big bucks, man!
Paulie Herman: Wow, hey, that sounds like fun!
[Hustler senses an easy mark]
Black Hustler: It is fun and easy too.
Paulie Herman: Yeah.
Black Hustler: I’ll play this game called “3 card monte”.
Paulie Herman: Yeah?
Black Hustler: You understand what I’m saying?
Paulie Herman: No.
Black Hustler: Well, look here. I got this 3 cardshere. One of them is red, right?
Paulie Herman: One of them is red….
Black Hustler: Two of them are black. Gonna mix ’emup. You find the red card, win some money.
Paulie Herman: Ok.
Black Hustler: Here we go, [shuffles the 3 cards]roundand round she goes, where she stops nobody knows, findthe card, here we go, luck be a lady—here we go,whatcha gonna do?, here we go, boom!
[Stops shuffling, Paulie looks down at the cards]
Paulie Herman: What?
Black Hustler: I said find the red card.
Paulie Herman:[picks up the right card easily] It’s right here.
Black Hustler: Now we’re gonna play for real money.Here we go, round and round….
[A cop appears, black hustler hides behind Paulie]
Cop: All right, fellas. What’s going on here?
Paulie Herman: Oh, we’re playing cards officer. You wanna play?
Cop: No. You boys from around here?
Paulie Herman: Well, I’m from Jersey! Ha!, ha!,ha!,ha!,ha!. Are you from Jersey?
Cop: No, not hardly. How about you? Where you from?
Black Hustler: I’m from Jersey. Are you from Jersey?
Paulie Herman: I thought you said you’re from New York.
Black Hustler:[nervous]Oh, yeah. New York, New Jersey,same thing, metropolitan area.
Cop: Well, if you boys are from New Jersey you best begetting on your bus, now get goin’.
Paulie Herman: Oh, yes sir, officer. Right away. Here we go.
[cop leaves]
Black Hustler: Say man, we were lucky.
Paulie Herman: Lucky, huh? Hey, [sings]”Luck be lady tonight…”
Black Hustler: Look, please, don’t sing no mo’, if yougonna sing, sing something hip like James Brown or something.
Paulie Herman: Oh, James Brown, terrific footballplayer. I didn’t know he could sing! Yeah, great actortoo, I especially enjoyed him in “Chips” last yearwhere he did that roller skating segment with Fred Williamson.
Black Hustler: Oh, man…[picks up his box and cards]
Paulie Herman: Of course, you’re well aware of hisclassic film “Tick Tick Tick”….
Black Hustler: Just get away from me, man.
Paulie Herman: Of course…..
[Black Hustler goes out the bus terminal with Pauliebehind him jabbering away nonstop]
Jamie Lee Curtis: Ladies and gentlemen – here is James Brown!
James Brown: “Rapp Payback! Hey! Come on, now! Hit me! [ screams ] Sing it! Good God! Hit me! Owww! Where’s Moses? Do it! Good God! Lookie here, ha!
I know you heard of Master Gee But you didn’t heard nothin’ ’til you dug J.B.
Hit me! Oww! Tell me! Where’s Moses? Ha!
I know you heard of Master Gee But you didn’t heard nothin’ ’til you dug J.B.
Hit me! Whooooo!! Where’s Moses? Ha!
Roll over Beetoven! (Roll over Beetoven!) Sing it! (Roll over Beetoven!) Roll over Beetoven! Roll over Beetoven! Roll over Beetoven!)
Miami, Florida Oakland Here I come! San Franicsco I got to show you some. Hit me! Owwww!!! Whooo!! Where’s Moses?
[ break ]
[ James Brown whips off his outer jacket ]
The big payback! Oww! Gotta get back! Oww! Whoo! The big payback! Oww! The big payback! Now!
Get down with my woman, that ain’t right! (Oh, no!) You hollarin’ and cussin’, you wanna fight, yeah. Don’t do me no darn favor I don’t know karate, but I know KA-RAZY!! (Yes, we do!)
Get down with my woman, that ain’t right, yeah! (Oh, no!) You hollarin’ and cussin’, you wanna fight, yeah. Don’t do me no darn favor I don’t know karate, but I know KA-RAZY!! (Yes, we do!)
Get down with my woman, that ain’t right, no! (Oh, no!) You hollarin’ and cussin’, you wanna fight, yeah. Don’t do me no darn favor I don’t know karate, but I know KA-RAZY!! (Yes, we do!)
Give me the hit ya! I need to hit ya! Give me the hit! I want to hit ya! Owwww!!
Where’s Moses? All right, yeah. Come on! Hit me! Hit me! Whoo!! Yeah! Where’s Moses? Whoo! Ahhhhhhhh!!”
Announcer: Ladies and gentlemen – Jamie Lee Curtis!
Jamie Lee Curtis: Thank you. [ the audience can’t stop cheering and applauding ] Far out! Far out! I’ve gotta tell you all it is absolutely great to be here, and I finally have something to do on a Saturday night!
You know, I gotta tell you, one thing I’ve always seem to notice is that audiences expect certain things from certain performers. They always want Steve Martin to say, “I’m a wild and crazy guy!” Right?And you can never hear Springsteen sing, without hearing “Born To Run.” Right?
Male Audience Member: Right!
Jamie Lee Curtis: If you ever see Rodney Dangerfield, you always have to hear him say, “I tell you, I get no respect!” Well.. I know a lot of people out there have seen me in “Halloween” and “The Fog”, and..
[ audience applauds ]
Jamie Lee Curtis: Thank you. And, they’re all expecting me to do one thing. Well.. this is for you:
[Open on Denny Dillon, Gail Matthius, and Charles Rocket standing behind a gray curtain with angry faces and arms crossed over their chests]
Denny Dillon: [nastily] Hello. Were speaking to you on behalf of an organization of decent, moral Americans.
Gail Matthius: Were the folks who listen to the preachers on television to vote conservative. We did, and we won. So, listen up, losers!
Charles Rocket: [snidely]: So, who are we?
Denny Dillon: Were The Mean Majority. Were very, very mean.
Gail Matthius: Who are we mean to? Just about everybody.
Charles Rocket: We believe that the vast majority of Americans in their hearts are just like us – mean! [a scroll at the bottom of the screen crawls from right to left with the following list of the “vast majority of Americans”: NEGROES, HOMOSEXUALS, COMMUNISTS, INTELLECTUALS, JEWS, INTELLECTUAL JEWS, NEGRO COMMUNISTS, COMMUNIST HOMOSEXUAL JEWS ]: And these last twenty years of civil rights was just an attempt to be nice.
Gail Matthius: Those days are over!
Denny Dillon: And you know who told us so? [points skyward] Hes like us mean!
Charles Rocket: He told us to tell you, the television viewers of America, that there are certain TV shows you are not to watch, so you better not! The television shows are…
[SUPER: “Sex In A Condo”]
Denny Dillon: Sex In A Condo.
[SUPER: “Wet T-Shirt Party”]
Charles Rocket: Wet T-Shirt Party.
[SUPER: “Lets Spit On The Flag”]
Gail Matthius: Lets Spit On The Flag.
Denny Dillon: And theres another one. I cant remember the name, but its live.
Charles Rocket: Its from New York.
Gail Matthius: Its Saturday Night.
[All three of them smile as we dissolve on opening credits of SNL]
Jamie Lee Curtis: Goodbye! I had a great time. And please remember, 2 p.m., there will be a ten-minute vigil for John Lennon. Goodbye!
James Brown: Goodbye!
Announcer: Join us next week, when our host will be David Carradine, with special musical guest Linda Ronstadt, with Rex Smith, Estelle Parsons, George Rose, and Kevin Kline. This is Don Pardo, saying… “Good night!”
Grace…..Ann Risley Anna Louise Ryder…..Jamie Lee Curtis Daughter…..Denny Dillon Husband…..Joe Piscopo Diane Pierpont…..Gail Matthius
[ open on title card ]
[ dissolve to talk show set ]
Grace: Welcome to the women’s poetry corner, “Dying To Be Heard.” As we all know, the list of great women poets who committed suicide is endless. Sylvia Plath, Virginia Wolff, and Martha Mitchell, to name a few.
In this chauvinistic society, a poetess is driven to the extremes of suicide to make her work known. We’ve chosen just a few of the poems and suicide notes we’ve received from little-known women poets all around the world. From Des Moines, Iowa, let’s talk to Anna Louise Ryder. Anna, are you there?
[ dissolve to Anna sitting on a couch in her home, surrounded by her daughter and husband. Grace appears in a bubble in the upper left corner of the screen. ]
Anna Louise Ryder: [ nervous ] Yes, Grace. I’m.. I’m ready and willing.
Grace: Now, your letter says here that your chosen method of suicide is self-punishment.
Anna Louise Ryder: Yes, Grace. That’s right. I will be beating myself to death with the hardcover edition of The Joy of Cooking.
Grace: Well, how inventive. I’m sure you’re aware of the rules. Once you’ve lofted upon the winged chariot that never descends, before our home viewers, I will read your poem, “My Family, My Life,” to the world, and your voice will be heard to millions and millions of television viewers. Anna. Are you ready?
Anna Louise Ryder: Y-yes.
Daughter: Mommy.. Mommy, don’t do it. Please! I gotta go to school tomorrow!
Husband: Dear, we love you.. isn’t there some other way?
Anna Louise Ryder: [ with fury ] Get away! Get away, you never cared about my poems! You never cared about my work! All you ever wanted was dinner!! Don’t spoil it for me now!! [ begins to beat herself in the head with the book she’s holding ] Aiiiiigggghhhh!! [ srops dead across her daughter’s lap ]
Grace: [ without missing a beat ] I would like to read a poem by the late Anna-Louise Ryder. “My Family, My Life”:
“My husband A curl of black hair Dark, sinewy arms Strong thighs And a teeny, weeny, little ding-a-ling.
My children Fresh as new-mown menure Yet already set in their ways.
My family, my life I hate you.”
[ Daughter and Husband are stunned by the poem. Daughter shoves Anna off of her lap, and onto the floor with a thud. ]
[ dissolve back to Grace on her set ]
Grace: Anna, we’ll always remember you. That was one from the gut. Our second poetess tonight is Diane Pierpont of Fort Wayne, Indiana. Diane, it says here that you plan to strangle yourself with the cord of your Cuisinart. But, before you do, would you like to say a few words about the poem I’m about to read?
[ dissolve to Diane laying across the kitchen table, already strangled dead with her Cuisinart cord. Her arm flops to the side of the table ]
Grace: Diane? Oh, my, it seems that Diane has slabbed out a little ahead of schedule. So, we’ll just go right to her poem. It’s a short sonnet entitled “Nature”:
“A bird pecks the ground A frog hops in circles I’m depressed I think I’ll kill myself.”
That was wonderful, Diane, I know our viewers enjoyed it. Tune in next week, when we’ll be presenting a replay of Ms. L. Lansing’s dramatic “Drowning in a Bidet.” Until then, good night.
[Open on pan across a pair of feet covered in orange socks with the legs covered in blue jeans as someone sings “Take Me Out To The Ballgame”]
Voice: [singing] “Take me out to the ball game Take me out to the crowd ”
[Pan continues across the blue jeans and white fuzzy tank top]
Voice: [continues singing] “Buy me some peanuts and crackerjacks ”
[Pan stops to reveal 1980s jean model Brooke Shields to be the voice singing as shes bent over and on her knees]
Brooke Shields: [singing] “I dont care if I never get back ”
[Brooke stops singing. Her eyes dart around as she realizes where she is]
Brooke Shields: [as she picks her head up] I have seven Clovins in my closet. [faces camera with a blank stare on her face]: and if they could talk [bends right arm over her head so her hand can rest on her cheek]: I could act. [smiles]
[Open on a close-up of a brown, high-heeled boot covered on top by the cuff of a pair of jeans and a hand with fingernails painted pink in a white, empty setting. The boot begins tapping as we hear someone whistling, “Oh, My Darling Clementine”]
[Pan across the hand as its fingers spider up the jean leg, revealing the other jean leg and the boot. The hand is lifted offscreen and the whistling is interrupted by an “Ouch!”]
[Camera continues to pan and stops at brunette 1980s jean model, Brooke Shields, wearing a white blouse and plucking the hairs from her eyebrows with her fingers as she continues whistling and plucks another hair, again interrupting her song with an “Ouch!”. Brooke notices the camera, stops plucking, and lowers her hand]
Brooke Shields: [breathlessly]: Do you want to know what comes between me and my Clovins? [tilts her head and smiles]: My brains.