Cold open[]
Theme[]
Kermit opens the doors to the Muppet Theater. | |
Kermit | It's Muppets Tonight, with our very special guest star, the Artist Formerly Known as Prince! YAAAYY! |
He is immediately trampled by theater patrons. Clifford sings the theme song while wandering through the dressing room to the control room to the stage, as Jowls whistles. Clifford reaches the stage, goes to a wall and throws a switch which lights up the show's title. |
Backstage[]
Clifford's welcome[]
Tales from the Vet[]
The opening sequence plays: the camera goes through a set of doors, entering Phil's lab. | |
A. Ligator | And now it's time for another episode of Tales from the Vet. |
Phil pops up, hanging upside down. | |
Dr. Phil van Neuter | Hey-hee-hi-ho-YOU! Scared you, didn't I? Yes, always! I'm Dr. Phil, your--your... Excuse me one moment. Mulch, Mulch, Mulch, Mulch! (he emerges) Mulch--Mulch--Mulch, this camera's upside down. |
Mulch | (grunts) |
Dr. Phil van Neuter | What? Well then, that must mean that... (falls down, winces in pain as he gets up) Ow! Ow! Oh! Ow! Ooh! Ow! Ow! Ow! Ow! Oh, well, thank you, Mulch. You've managed to put another hairline fracture in my cranium. |
Mulch | (roars) |
Dr. Phil van Neuter | Oh, yeah? Well, just for that, Mulch, our carnival cruise is canceled, and that Three Stooges convention is looking mighty iffy. |
Mulch | (walks away sobbing) |
Dr. Phil van Neuter | Anyway--anyway, were was I? Oh, yes, yes, yes, yes! Tonight's mind-numbing feature is Stephen King's Townhouse of Wax. By the way, look for Leona Helmsley in a passing cameo as Edwina, the painting that would not die! Ohh! Ohh! (grips his head) Ow! Oh, my head. Oh, I have to go to the nurse. Mulch, roll the film. |
Switch to a home video with a timestamp of 12/24/93--3:25 PM. Mulch polishes the lens, revealing they're at a lively Christmas party. | |
Chip | This is a photograph of my kitty. |
Dr. Phil van Neuter | (stands up) Uh, can I have everyone's attention, please?! Can I have everyone's attention?! |
Mulch makes his way through the crowd, knocking some of them over. | |
Dr. Phil van Neuter | Hey! Here's to the completion of another great season of Tales from the Vet! (spills some eggnog) Oh, oh. Whoops, whoops, whoops. And, uh, and I just wanted to say... all right, I'll say it! You're the best crew I've ever had! |
Guest | We're the only crew you ever had! |
Dr. Phil van Neuter | Oh, cut it out, Ed. Cut it out. By the way, everyone, go easy on this eggnog. |
Switch to 4:01 PM - they've all formed a conga line and are chanting “Pico and Sepulveda”. 4:25 PM - Mulch makes his way through the crowd and strangles Chip. | |
Dr. Phil van Neuter | (more tipsy) Hold it, hold it, hold it, hold it! HOLD IT! (everything stops) That's better. Okay – (stumbles) ow! (slaps a string of tinsel) Darn thing! Now where was I? I forgot what I was gonna say? |
4:39 PM - Chip gets knocked over again. A sobbing Phil leans on the tree, talking to a glowing angel ornament. | |
Dr. Phil van Neuter | … and they never let me play in the little league, ghosty. A-and I didn't sell enough chocolate at Christmastime. (notices) Mulch! Mulch, get that (bleep) camera out of my face! (kicks it away) |
4:40 PM… | |
Dr. Phil van Neuter | (singsongy) Eggy noggy, eggy noggy … |
4:41 PM - Chip kisses a female guest. Everyone else is covered in tinsel. | |
Dr. Phil van Neuter | (singsongy) I have a platinum card, a platinum card, a platinum card! I have a platinum card,and you all just have green ones! (notices) Mulch! Oh, Mulch, when did you get a video camera? Come on, come on. Tape me, tape me, tape me! (dances around) |
4:43 PM… | |
Dr. Phil van Neuter | (singsongy) Eggy noggy, eggy noggy … |
4:50 PM - Phil, with a punchbowl on his head, slovenly sings “Copacabana”. | |
Dr. Phil van Neuter | Come on, everybody! Come on, come on. Sing. Sing along, everyone. You freeloaders! You freeloaders! You freeloaders … you FREELOADERS! Stop the music! |
The needle drags off the record. | |
Dr. Phil van Neuter | Oh, there you are, Mulchy. Come on, Mulchy. Come here, come here. Give me a big hug. (bumps into the camera) Ow! Oh. Oh. |
He falls back. The guests inspect him. Switch back to the lab. Phil comes back, his head wrapped in a bandage. | |
Dr. Phil van Neuter | Well, I'm back from the nurse's station. How about that Townhouse of Wax? Pretty spine-chilling stuff, eh? |
Mulch | (grunts) |
Dr. Phil van Neuter | What? |
Mulch | (roars) |
Dr. Phil van Neuter | You played what? You played “Christmas party '93”? |
Mulch | “Eggy-noggy, eggy-noggy, eggy-noggy, eggy-noggy” … Heh heh heh. |
Dr. Phil van Neuter | “Eggy-noggy, eggy-noggy”? I have no idea what you're talking about. I wasn't even at the Christmas party in '93. |
Mulch | (grunts) |
Dr. Phil van Neuter | No, I was not. |
Mulch | (grunts) |
Dr. Phil van Neuter | All right, all right. I was young. It was the eggnog decade. I was just trying to fit in. |
Mulch | Yeah, yeah, yeah. |
Dr. Phil van Neuter | Give me that videotape! |
Mulch runs away with the tape; Phil chases after him as the closing theme plays. | |
Dr. Phil van Neuter | Give me that videotape! Mulch, you give me that videotape right now! Mulch! Come back here and give me that videotape! Right now, Mulch! |
Johnny and Sal[]
Johnny, half-dressed, encounters Sal reading Bones for Beginners. He points Sal to the nearby ironing board. | |
Johnny | Wha –– Sal! |
Sal | Mm-hmm? |
Johnny | You're supposed to be pressing my pants. What are you doing over here? |
Sal | I'm studying, Johnny. |
Johnny | Studying? |
Sal | Mm-hmm. |
Johnny | Since when do you need a book to be a pants ironer? |
Sal | No, no, no. This is a correspondence course. I'm learning to be an osteopath. You know, a bone doctor? |
Johnny | Well that's, uh, that's great, Sal. But, uh, first of all, a bone doctor's called a boneyologist. Second of all, you know I support you in all your … intellectual pursuits, but, uh, call me old-fashioned, I need my pants to perform onstage? Huh? |
Sal | Ah. All right, Johnny. |
Johnny | Thank you. Please. |
Sal | All right. Hey, but, Johnny, first, let me adjust your back for you. |
He gets behind Johnny, wrapping his arms around him. | |
Johnny | I don't think so, Sal. No, leave me alone. |
Sal | Yeah, yeah. Don't worry. Just relax. |
Johnny | Don't do that. |
Sal | It won't hurt. Just take a deep breath. |
Johnny | No. |
Sal | Hey, Johnny... |
Johnny | Huh? |
Sal | How's your ma? |
Johnny | My ma's good. I just talked--whoa! |
Sal pushes Johnny to the ground and stomps on him repeatedly. | |
Johnny | Oh, yeah. There it is! … Oh, yeah! Oh! Yes! |
Sal | There you go. |
Johnny stands up, his head now turned 180°. | |
Johnny | Oh. Hey. Hey. |
Sal | Oh boy. Oh boy. |
Johnny | Hey, uh... Hey, that feels pretty good, Sal. |
Sal | Really? |
Johnny | Yeah. Yeah, I think I'll go lay down for awhile. (starts walking) |
Sal | Yeah. Hey, Johnny? The couch is over there. |
Johnny | Oh, when did you rearrange the furniture? (walks backwards) Oh. There we go. There it is. |
Sal | Oh boy. |
Muppet Hoo Haw[]
Carl the Big Mean Bubble Guy[]
A. Ligator | And now it's time for Carl, the Big Mean Bubble Guy. |
Carl | Hi! I'm Carl, and bubbles come out of my head. (grunts) |
Bill | Hey, hey, hey, that's my act! |
Carl | Not anymore. |
Bill | What? –– What are you doing? |
Carl devours Bill, then belches out bubbles. | |
Carl | Thank you! |
In Times Square, Statler and Waldorf see the show on the big screen. | |
Statler | Hey! Waldorf, look at that! The show is 10 times as big! |
Waldorf | Yeah! Too bad it's 1/10 as funny! |
They chuckle. | |
Statler | Hey, let's see what else is on. Hand me that remote. |
Waldorf picks up a giant remote, which promptly falls on them. | |
Waldorf | Oh. Oh, it's big. (grunts) |
Statler | Hey, carefu-- Ohh! |
“Starfish and Coffee”[]
Sal and Gonzo[]
A techie walks past Sal's door (with a sign reading “Sal Minella, Osteopath / While you wait / Cheap rates”), and overhears what goes on inside. She quickly walks away, then another lady goes through the door. Gonzo is tied up in a knot. | |
Sal | There you go, Gonzo. Good as new, and I didn't even have to skip no pages neither. |
Gonzo | Oh, man, Sal, you are good. |
Sal | Thank you. |
Gonzo | Uh, but I think-- I think you forgot my left foot there. |
Sal | What? (notices) Oh, oh, sorry. |
Gonzo | Yeah. Could you just get that? Just a tweak? |
Sal | Okay. All right. Just relax. |
Gonzo | Just do something nice. |
Sal | Yeah, think of a hen farm at hatching time. (starts gently rotating Gonzo's leg) |
Gonzo | Oh, yeah. |
Sal | Okay, you got it? Yeah, you thinking about it? |
Gonzo | Yeah. |
Sal violently bends Gonzo's leg back to align with the rest of him. | |
Gonzo | Yes! Ha ha! Thanks, Sal, that's the best fifty cents I ever spent! |
Sal | Ah, you're welcome. |
Gonzo | I gotta catch the bus. Could you give me a little nudge? |
Sal | Oh. Oh, yeah, sure. |
He knocks Gonzo off the table, and Gonzo rolls away. | |
Sal | There you go. |
Gonzo | Thank you so much. I'll see you next week, Sal. |
Sal | Okay. |
Gonzo | So long, buddy. |
Sal | Alright. Okay. |
Gonzo closes the door. Johnny enters, still in his underclothes. | |
Johnny | Hey--hey, Sal. What's going on? Y-you still haven't ironed these pants. |
Sal | Oh. Oh, sorry, Johnny-- |
Johnny | You know what? You know, I've had it up to here, Sal. (makes gesture) |
Sal | Oh, that would be your clavicle, Johnny. |
Johnny | (blank look) I don't care what it is. Y-you're becoming a pain in the-- |
Sal | Thoracic vertebrae? |
Johnny | All right, all right. Look, that's it. You-- |
Sal | No, no, no, Johnny. This is it, right back here. (gropes Johnny's butt) |
Johnny | Ow! Hey, hey, hey, hey! |
Sal | What? |
Johnny | All right, look. Listen to me. Y-you're a gentleman's monkey. |
Sal | Uh-huh. |
Johnny | And your job is to fulfill my needs. And right now, I need to get my pants ironed. |
Sal | (downhearted) Right, Johnny. I'm sorry. I guess I was just trying to be something I'm not. |
Johnny | Yeah, well, that's right. Y-you're not a boneyologist. You're a pants ironer. |
Sal | That's right, Johnny. |
Johnny | Not an “Australia-path”. |
Sal | Mm-mmm. |
Johnny | Pants ironer. |
Sal | Right, Johnny. I'm a pants ironer. |
Johnny | That's right. |
Sal | That's right. |
Johnny | (gently slugs him) All right, pal. |
Sal | (giggles) Okay. All right, I'll get right on it. |
Johnny | All right. Iron it up, huh? Pants, pants, pants. |
Sal | Okay, alright. |
Johnny | Iron, iron, iron… (exits) |
Johnny exits. Sal hears a knock on the door, and goes to answer it. A deliveryman hands him a package. | |
Sal | Yes? |
Deliveryman (SW) | Special delivery for Sal Minella. |
Sal | Oh. Oh, thank you. |
Deliveryman (SW) | You're welcome. |
Sal | (notices) Oh, oh! Thank you very much! Thank you! Bye. |
Deliveryman (SW) | You're welcome. (closes the door, then overhears Sal inside) |
Sal | Oh, boy! Oh, boy! Oh, boy! Oh, boy! It's my pop-up book of acupuncture and needlepoint. |
He opens the book, and needles pop out of it and stick into his chin. He screams at first, then … | |
Sal | Hey. My headache is gone. But my chin is killin' me! (falls over) |
and Gary[]