LIVE, FROM
NEW YORK . . .
IT'S ROB LOWE!!


On Saturday, March 17, 1990 Rob hosted Episode 15 of Saturday Night Live during Season 15 of the skit comedy show. This was Rob's first time hosting SNL.



Host

Rob Lowe

Guest Stars

The Pogues
Gary Newton

Cameos

Joe Dicso
Conan O'Brien
Terry Turner
Bob Odenkirk

Sketches Included

George Bush/Rob Lowe, Irish Drinking Songs, Church Chat, Governor Hammond, Sprockets, German Clearasil, Governor Harbaugh, Arsenio Beckman Show, Lambada Prison, Helmet Head, Randy X, and Alexander's Fur World.

The Pogues performed "White City" and "Body of an American".

Cast

Phil Hartman
Jon Lovitz
Jan Hooks
Victoria Jackson
Nora Dunn
Kevin Nealon
Dana Carvey
Dennis Miller
Mike Myers
A. Whitney Brown
Don Pardo

Recurring Roles

Lorne Michaels
Chevy Chase






ROB LOWE'S MONOLOGUE

Rob Lowe
Jon Lovitz

[Rob receives no applause as he steps onto Home Base to deliver his monologue]

Rob Lowe: Thank you. Thank you. [uneasy] Thank you. [sudden enthusiasm It's great to be here, hosting Saturday Night Live!

Voice in Audience: [angry] You've got a lot of nerve! I have a daughter!

Rob Lowe: [confident] No! Actually, I'm glad that this has come up, I - the incident, to which the gentleman is referring, is an unfortunate situation, and . . . I regret it, it's been, uh . . . it's been very difficult for me. But I've learned something. That, through . . . with experiences like this, you can really find the value and the loyalty of your friends. And . . . I found out that I do have a lot of friends . . .


Voice in Audience: We're not your friends!

Second Voice in Audience: I've got a daughter!

Rob Lowe: Well . . . Uh . . . we've got a great show tonight! Our musical guest, all the way from Ireland - we've got the Pogues! [audience is silent] Aw, come on . . . don't hold it against them - they didn't do anything! I mean, they don't even know me! [silence] Aw, come on! It's Saint Patrick's Day! [silence] Well . . . anyway . . . we'll be right back . . .

Jon Lovitz: [steps up to help] Rob.

Rob Lowe: Jon.

Jon Lovitz: Rob, why don't you just go change for the next sketch? I'll handle this.



Rob Lowe: Alright. I guess you're right . . . [glumly walks away]

Jon Lovitz: [to audience, excited] Okay! The Pogues are here! [audience cheers] We'll be right back!





SKITS


President Bush Doesn't Gloat / Rob Lowe Worries

Rob Lowe
Lorne Michaels
Dana Carvey
Kevin Nealon
Victoria Jackson


[open to President George Bush delivering a message to the nation from the Oval Office]

George Bush: Good evening. You know, a few months ago, we all witnessed the Revolution of '89. The fall of that Berlin Wall doing that falling thing over there. Democracy across Eastern Europe. Now, there were those at that juncture who said, "We won the Cold War - time to gloat!" But I said no. Gloating wouldn't be prudent. Not gonna gloat. Naah . . . gaahh . . . gloat. Just look at the dividends "not gloating" has paid: the Soviet Free Market System, adopted; Nicaragua, Mr. Ortega, gone! Gone! Replaced by Mrs. Chemoro, wife of slain national hero down there - widow woman, not unattractive. Available. Lithuania, independent over there. All because I didn't gloat! Could gloat now. Easily justified: 80% approval rating. It's good! Most popular person ever.

[cut to Rob Lowe's dressing room]

Lorne Michaels: Rob, you wanted to see me?

Rob Lowe: Lorne, I'm sorry, I know it's the last minute, but I've just got this weird, scary feeling.

Lorne Michaels: What about?

Rob Lowe: Well, you know, this is the first time I've been in front of an audience since . . . you know . . . the thing.

Lorne Michaels: What thing?

Rob Lowe: Well . . . you know . . . the tape thing, you know . . . and . . . what if I go out there, and the people resent me?

Lorne Michaels: Because of the tape? Will they even remember it?

Rob Lowe: Oh, yeah, you know . . . I think they might . . .

[Kevin Nealon and Victoria Jackson enter]

Kevin Nealon: You busy?

Lorne Michaels: No. Kevin, Vic . . . come in. Rob's a little concerned that the audience might be thinking about that tape incident in Atlanta.

Kevin Nealon: Really?

Rob Lowe: Yeah. Maybe they'll think I'm some sort of, I don't know . . .sleaze . . . or a low-life.

Kevin Nealon: Wait a minute. You're worried that Mr. Joe Average American is thinking about that? I promise you, if they ever heard of the tape, they've forgotten about it a long time ago. Nobody cares.

Rob Lowe: Really? You really think so?

Kevin Nealon: People are watching the show tonight wondering what we're going to do with St. Elmo's Fire or Oxford Blues. They're not tuning in to see us commenting on your personal sex life. That's none of their business, and they know it.

Lorne Michaels: I think he's right, Rob. Vic, you've been pretty quiet. What do you think? Is the tape thing a problem?

Victoria Jackson: I think the tape helps you . . . I mean, if enough people know about it.

Rob Lowe: Wait a minute . . . so, if I go out there, that audience isn't going to treat me like I'm some kind of jerk?

Lorne Michaels: Why should they? You're Rob Lowe.

Rob Lowe: [confident] You're right! You know what? I feel a little foolish even worrying. In fact . . . I'm psyched!

[cut back to George Bush addressing the nation]

George Bush: So, to sum up: gloating: too soon, maybe later; Mrs. Chemoro: available; Dan Quayle: gaining acceptance at a faster rate; Ortega: gone, but still, Live from New York, it's Saturday Night!





Church Chat

Rob Lowe
Dana Carvey

Announcer: And now, it's time for "Church Chat", with the Church Lady.

Church Lady: Hello. I'm the Church Lady, and this is "Church Chat". Well, well, well . . . Happy St. Patrick's Day to you all. St. Patrick's Day, what does it mean? A harmless Irish tradition? Or a chance for people to fornicate like drunken little Beastmasters? But we don't have time to talk about that delicious subject, because we have a very special guest. For almost two years, this young man has been a knot in my corset and a hair in my Cream of Wheat. So, will you please welcome Rob Lowe.

[Rob Lowe steps onto the set and smugly sits down on the couch]

Well. Rob Lowe, in the flesh. I could reach out and touch you, but I'm not going to do that. Well, welcome to the show, Rob.

Rob Lowe: Thank you, Church Lady. It's good to be here.

Church Lady: I guess it is. Just settle down, dear. Just relax. We have lots to talk about. Now, we talked before the show, Rob and I, just so you know . . . and his attorneys were present, and we all agreed that we would avoid discussing certain sensitive subjects, and stick only to a list of approved topics. Isn't that right, Robbie?

Rob Lowe: That's right, Church Lady. You know, I really appreciate it.

Church Lady: That's quite alright. After all, you are my little guest. My very special guest. [holds up list of approved subjects] Now, let's see . . . you have a new movie out. What is the name of it?

Rob Lowe: Bad Influence.

Church Lady: What a lovely little title!

Rob Lowe: Well, you know . . . I'm happy with it. It's gotten some very good reviews. I play a villain, which is a stretch different for me, and the critics seemed to like it.

Church Lady: [contemplating] Let's see . . . so the critics thought you were believable in the role of an evil, bad demonic villain from Hell. How wonderful for you, dear.

Rob Lowe: Well . . . it was a different role for me.

Church Lady: I'm sure it was quite a stre-e-etch! Very, very different. Just unlike anything.. Okay, now I rented a few of your films this week, just to familiarize myself with you . . . body of work . . . oh! Excuse me! I mean career . . . oops! I said "rear." I'm sorry. I'm just having trouble sticking to our little agreement! Well, anywa . . . I was watching Hotel New Hampshire, and I noticed that you frequently expose your TNP. [SUPER: "Tingly Naughty Parts"]

Rob Lowe: [confused] My TNP? What are you talking about?

Church Lady: Oh, come on, Rob. We agreed that we wouldn't use those words. I'm just pointing out that quite often your fans, in your films, see your young firm, lily-white B&B. [SUPER:"Bulbous Buttocks"] There it is, big and large, throbbing U&D, U&D . . . [SUPER: "Up and Down"] . . . T&R, T&R . . . [SUPER: "Thrusting and Releasing"] Well . . . I'm glad that we had a chance to talk about your movie. So, what else did we agree to talk about . . . let's see . . . favorite foods? Pets? Acrylic blends vs. cotton - which do you prefer, Rob?

Rob Lowe: Oh, cotton. Definitely.

Church Lady: It breathes, doesn't it? It just breathes, yes. Well, that covers our list of agreed topics. I've kept my end of the bargain, are you ready to keep yours?

Rob Lowe: Yes. Yes, I am.

Church Lady: Alrighty . . . [pulls a paddle out of her desk] Well, well, wel . . . this is a wonderful piece of equipment. It's Honduran mahagony, Robbie. Take a little touch there . . . [Rob feels it] Oh, isn't that nice? [gets up and paces in front of Rob] It was crafted in Spain by an old man with one tooth in his head. He was a charming fellow. Helen couldn't believe the price I got. Are you ready to assume your position, Robbie?

Rob Lowe: [confident] Yes, Church Lady, I am. [gets up and bends over in front of the Church Lady]

Church Lady: Alrighty. I just need to warm up a little bit. [swings the paddle back and forth for adjustment] And 1, and 2, and 3 and 4. And 1, and 2, and 3 and 4. Alright, I feel good now. Here we go, Robbie. [swings paddle and smacks Rob on the butt]

Rob Lowe: Thank you, Church Lady! May I have another! [Church Lady smacks him again] Thank you, Church Lady! May I have another!

Church Lady: [bends down and yells into Rob's butt ] Don't you ever, ever, ever do that again! Get out of his buttocks, Satan! Leave his buttocks! Leave his buttocks, Satan! Satan! Satan! Satan! Satan! [continues to repeatedly smack Rob's butt until she grows weary and flops upon the couch] Ohhh . . . I have waited so long for tha . . . so many sleepless nights . . . You feel better, Robbie?

Rob Lowe: Oh, yeah. [leans against the leg of the couch]

Church Lady: I know I do. Oh, goodness. Now in celebration of your new lease, you may do the Superior Dance with me. Hit it, Pearl!

[Church Lady and Rob Lowe stand up and do the Superior Dance for the audience]

Announcer: This has been "Church Chat", with the Church Lady.





The Arsenio Beckman Show

Rob Lowe
Linda Blair
Victoria Jackson

Announcer: It's time for "The Arsenio Beckman Show", starring Arsenio Beckman. Tonight, Arsenio's guest are: from The Exorcist, actress Linda Blair; and hot vinyl recording artist, Kool Ice Kold Soda. And now, let's bang a gong, come on everybody, shake that groove thing for your party maestro, Arsenio-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o Beckman!

[Arsenio steps out to his overly excited crowd, performing a series of weird chants to hype the audience up]


Arsenio Beckman: I tell ya, man . . . this is better than doin' the Wild Thing! [audience screams excitedly] That's my gang over there! That's my gang over there! Man . . . you know . . . there is some wild stuff goin' on out there! [audience screams] Did you hear what happened . . . on the news today? [audience screams] I mean . . . yeah . . . yeah . . . that was crazy, the news. You know what else? How about the way . . . how about the way people dance, you know? [Arsenio and his audience demonstrate the funny way people danc ] These people know what I'm talking about! Oh, that's right! Come on, give it up! Stand up! Give it up! [the audience stands up and chants with Arsenio] Yeah! Yeah! Yeah! People at home are saying . . . [tenses up] . . . . What thing. Can we put it up there?

[show headline: "Human Toothpick To Marry" - audience screams]

Arsenio Beckman: Now.. we've got a most wonderful show. A sexy, sexy lady . . . Linda Blair! [audience screams] And some guys that I know . . . I've been talking to them backstage - and I know you know who they are, because I've been talkin' to them backstage - let's give it up for Kool Ice Kold Soda! [audience screams] Okay! We've got a good one go-in', so let's . . . get . . . row-in'! [Arsenio takes his seat at his chair next to the sofa]

Arsenio Beckman:Before I get started, I gotta take care of some business now. I am not trying in any way to take anything away from Arsenio Hall. You know? I mean, Arsenio - man - he's the best! I mean, he set the standard . . . he . . . uh . . . he showed the way! But I can't be Arsenio Hall - I can only be Arsenio Beckman! And, besides, I've got my own party goin'! [audience screams] Okay! Okay! We're gonna bring her out now! Won't you please, please . . . I'm gettin' a little excited here! [audience screams] But not that little! [laughs with his screaming audience, the lies sideways across his chair, eliciting more screams from the bouncing audience] Okay, okay! She's a sexy, sexy lady! Let's clean it out for Linda Blair! [Linda struts across the stage and sits on the sofa across from Arsenio] Ah, yes, yes, yes, oh yes, Linda! Linda Blair, yes, oh yes! [touches her knee You did a movie - The Exoricst. Great film, great motion picture! Now, what . . . what was it like to be possessed?

Linda Blair: I don't know. Why don't you possess me, and find out?

[audience screams and jumps in the aisle]


Arsenio Beckman: [blushing] Oh, man! No, no, no, no . . . I like your outfit, but I gotta say one thing - it doesn't look too comfortable there!

[audience screams, starts tossing one another in the air]

Linda Blair: I'd probably be more comfortable on the floor. [sits on the floor, audience screams]

Arsenio Beckman: Well, then, that's just fine. I'll just lay like this, how's this? [lays on floor next to her with legs in the air, audience screams] Now, I heard . . . somewhere . . . somebody was saying something about you doin' a film with somebody or somethin' . . . what's that all about?

Linda Blair: Well, I just did a film, that's coming out, called Revenge of the Nerds IV.

Arsenio Beckman: Yeah, yeah . . . nerds.. yeah . . . 'Cause that's what I've been talking about is, you know, nerds, and the way people dance, you know? Some people, you know, they dance like this . . . [demonstrates a nerdy dance, as the audience screams and joins in]


Announcer: Don't leave your seat, we'll be right back with more Arsenio-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o Beckman!

[fade to black]






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