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Blues Dude ... Maya Rudolph Blues Dudes with Instruments ... SNL Band members Pedestrian ... Paul Giamatti [Exterior of an abandoned, run-down movie theater. A sign pasted over ragged movie posters reads "CLOSED." On the sidewalk, a small group of bluesmen play and sing a leisurely, mournful blues tune.] Blues Dude: [sings, slow and sad] I feel like that Mel Gibson movie Where they beat the cra-a-ap out of my Lord ... Yeah, I feel like that Mel Gibson movie Where they're beatin' the crap out of my Lord ... Well, they've been beatin' Him up for hours now ... And He's gettin' a little bored [sings, slow and sultry] You know, I'm like Michael Moore for you, baby I'm a roly-poly blob of LOVE ... Yes, I'm like-a Michael Moore for you, baby A big bad bearded blob of LOVE... I got some hot, buttered popcorn for you ... So won't you join me in my tub? [spoken, to the others] Aw, take me to the movies! [They play a fervent instrumental break, during which the singer sets his hat on the sidewalk and occasionally scats.] Blues Dude: [sings, powerfully] Well, I will be your Mister Incredible If you will be my Elastic Girl ... I said, I will be your Mister Incredible If you will be my Elastic Girl (Aw, stretch it out!) We'll start us a little family, yeah ... Then we'll go out and save the world! [As the song ends, we pull back to a higher, wider angle. A forlorn pedestrian, who has stopped to listen, drops some money into the musicians' hat and moves on. Fade.] Rate or review this sketch | Prior comments |
