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The Micallef Program

— Doctor’s office

A woman (RH) buttons her dress while a man writes on a piece of paper.

Doctor (BF): Now, what I’m giving you here, Missus Philips, is a prescription for some pills that will help you with your metabolism, but you must start eating properly, three square meals a day. Now, one of the best meals that you can eat is pizza. [He takes a card from his shirt pocket and places it in front of her.] This is my brother’s card. He runs a pizza parlour about ten minutes from here. Thursday nights, special rates for patients of this surgery.

Man (SM): [over intercom] Doctor Harris, a word in my office.

Doctor: [to himself] Of course.

— Studio

Shaun walks toward the camera.

Shaun: Ladies and gentlemen, it seems that everyone these days wants to present a travel programme, but there are just so many places to choose from. In fact, the number of travel destinations are limited only by the Earth’s circumference. Where can networks go to get their Australian content produced as cheaply as possible? Francis Greenslade is in the Maldives to find out. Are you there, Francis?

Francis appears on half of the screen.

Francis: Well, yes, I am, Shaun, but this piece is pre-recorded, so I can’t hear you.

Shaun: Fair enough.

— The Maldives

Francis is dressed in holiday attire in front of some palm trees.

Francis: The Maldives: bright scenery, people in bathing costumes, and dissolves to file footage like this, [The picture dissolves to images of boats, and continues with footage of various other holiday activities.] and you’ve got the makings of a great infotainment programme. [Calm music begins playing.] Stereotypical music like this can be obtained from inexpensive production discs available in your station’s sound department, not too far from the booth where I’m recording this voice-over. [Francis stands in front of a hotel.] The hotel Miramar, in association with Qantas, offers a great deal: [He is now on the balcony of a suite.] in return for mentioning them on the programme, you get free airfare and accommodation for the presenter, crew, and production staff, [He is now sitting at the bar.] plus complementary meals and unlimited bar tab for the duration of the shoot. [to bar tender] Eight banana daiquiris, thanks. No, I’m serious. [Voice over footage of a sunset beach, with one side showing the balance sheet of the programme.] In addition to the all-expenses-paid shoot, cheap crew, and use of the programme as a cross-promotional vehicle, the lucrative advertising dollars from sponsors when the programme goes to air gives the network a net profit of well over two hundred thousand dollars a show. Try doing that with an Australian drama.

Title: Getting Away with it!

— Studio

Shaun approaches a man at the back of the studio, who kneels next to a vacuum cleaner on a cloth-draped pedestal and an assortment of bottles.

Shaun: Joining me now is Paul Nolte, from Zigzag Direct. Hi, Paul, what have you got for us today?

He takes a knee.

Title: Paid Advertising Spot

Paul (BF): Hi, Shaun, look at this.

He pours some chocolate syrup on the carpet.

Shaun: [to camera] Oh, no, chocolate syrup. Paul.

Paul: What about some oil, Shaun?

He pours some cooking oil on the carpet.

Shaun: [to camera] Oil? No, Paul, what a mess.

Paul: Finally, ink.

Shaun: [to camera] Oh, Paul, what are you thinking? That’ll ruin the carpet, you’ll never get that out.

Paul: Let’s rub that straight into the fabric.

He pours some ink out and scrubs at it with a shoe-polishing brush.

Shaun: Oh, crazy, crazy. What are you doing, Paul?

Paul stares at the mess he’s made. He glances at Shaun, then looks down again.

Paul: Sorry. Don’t know what I was doing. [He gets up and moves over to a set of books on a shelf. Shaun gets slowly to his feet and follows him, looking confused and suspicious. As Paul keeps talking he quickly resumes his façade.] Um, Encyclopaedia Britannica has been a traditional source of knowledge for many people since the first set was produced in 1885, but at just over three thousand dollars, few families can afford it. [Shaun nods.] Then we thought of a way to make it cheaper. [He picks up a can of spray paint from behind the books, shakes it, and sprays the spines of the books.] Deliberately damaging stock like this means a drastic mark-down in price, and that’s good news for you.

Shaun: Do you – Ah, do you have any identification?

Paul looks nonplussed for a moment, and then dashes off stage.

— Studio

A man in a humped cowl and tights is removing the wheel lugs from a teal Volkswagen Beetle.

Randy Twiss: (FG): [singing] Our Father, Who art in Heaven, hallowed be Thy Name. Thy Kingdom come, Thy Will be done, on Earth as it is in Heaven.

Title: Act 900: Randy Twiss

Shaun: Superb. That was Act 900, Randy Twiss as Quasimodo, changing a tyre and singing the Lord’s Prayer. [to Randy] One.

— Corridor

A queue of people stand before a customs declaration desk. A man in a Hawai’ian shirt approaches the desk. The officer studies the man’s documents and doesn’t look at him.

Customs Officer (BF): Next. How long are you staying, sir?

Man (WH): Ah, ten days.

Customs Officer: Business or pleasure?

Man: Pleasure.

Customs Officer: Will you be eating any pizzas while you’re here, sir?

Man: Beg your pardon?

Customs Officer: [He looks up.] Pizzas. Like a pizza?

Man: [guardedly] I don’t mind a pizza.

Customs Officer: My brother runs a lovely little pizza parlour about twenty minutes from here. I’ll give you his card. [He removes a brightly coloured card from his breast pocket and hands it to the man.] There you go. Special rates Saturday nights for out-of-town visitors.

A higher-ranked man, as seen by his epaulettes, approaches from behind the desk.

Supervisor (SM): [to the officer] Mister Harris, a word in my office. [He leaves.]

Customs Officer: [to the man] That’s torn it.

He follows the supervisor.

— Courtroom

A barrister (SM) is addressing the judge. As he continues, his two assistants look at each other in increasing confusion.

Barrister: Honour your, going not I to put to, and here you it stand is a my being, what bit client you human I, decent put, my that client, to guilt notty. Case I my rest.

Judge (FG): Mister Williams, you’re completely out of order.

He bangs his gavel.

— Small room with chairs

People are sitting in a few rows of plastic chairs. A man is standing to talk.

Man 1 (WH): Alcohol has, uh, has ruined my life. Doctor reckons that I’m never going to be a hundred percent. I just wish I’d come here sooner because you have helped me come to terms with what I am, and what I can – what I will be.

He sits and Roly stands.

Roly (SM): My name is Roly. I’m an alcoholic, this is my first time here and I have gotta tell you, I am inspired by the courage and bravery of those around me. I drink about a bottle and a half of Scotch a day –

Man 2 (FG): Oh, that’s disgusting.

Woman (RH): Get out.

Man 1: You pisshead.

Shots of chemistry apparatus

Title: The Department of Employment, Education & Training Presents

Insights Into Careers

Pharmacy

Shots of pharmacy students walking to a building

Voice-over (SM): Students, if you’re thinking of a career in medicine but you’re still undecided, why not consider a career in pharmacy? Entry to a course in pharmacy requires outstanding marks in mathematics, physics and chemistry, and it’s not hard to see why.

— Laboratory classroom

Teacher (Bob Franklin): When a prescription comes in, we have to type the patient’s name on a label. Give it a try, Joe. [Joe (SM) begins typing very slowly.] Traditionally, we use two fingers, and we strive to complete the task in ten to fifteen minutes. Good. Colin?

Joe leaves off and Colin (WH) approaches. He begins using one finger, before the teacher reminds him to use two.

Voice-over: Of course, the skill level required to be a pharmacist doesn’t end there. There is another, more specialised aspect of the job, requiring expert knowledge, concentration, and communication skills.

Teacher: When a customer asks to buy some Fisherman’s Friends, or similar throat lozenge, we must tell them the price, and then charge them the same amount. Kelly, would you like to have a go? I should like these Fisherman’s Friends, please.

He slides them across the counter to her.

Kelly (RH): OK. Goodbye.

She slides them back to him.

Teacher: [to class] OK. What’s Kelly done wrong there?

The other students look confused.

Voice-over: It might look complicated, but don’t be put off: Pharmacy is a five-year course.

Teacher: Oh, she didn’t charge me, did she? Colin, you have a go. I should like these Fisherman’s Friends, please.

Colin approaches gingerly and stares at the packet. He hesitatingly reaches for it. One of his classmates moves to help him, but the teacher waves him off.

Voice-over: If you think you’ve got what it takes to type slowly, and sell confectionary and toiletries, why not consider the wonder and challenge of a career in pharmacy?

Title: The End

The ABC TV guide list appears on the screen. While the announcer is reading the list, Shaun enters the shot and gestures to his listing while making various funny noises.

Announcer (RH): And tonight on your ABC, at 8 o’clock it’s The Micallef Program, at 8:30 top investigative journalism on Four Corners, at 9:15 Richard Ackland presents Media Watch. 9:30, Sometime, Never. At 10:05 it’s McFeast Live and at 11:05 it’s the English Premier Soccer League.

Shaun: [looks at his watch] Actually, should we have started by now? Oh, we have? Sorry!

Office highjacking: Media Watch

Shaun enters backstage and immediately goes through the doors to enter, though Francis tries to stop him. He becomes tangled in the curtain and, realising he has entered early, immediately exits and closes the doors behind him.

Announcer (SM): And now, ladies and gentlemen, please welcome the ostensible star of The Micallef[1] Program, Mister Shaun Micallef[2]!

Shaun enters and dances to his mark.

Shaun: Thank you very much, thank you. Thank you. Very kind. Could I’ve a stool, could I’ve a stool for the opening, ’cause I want a more relaxed kind of opening than last week, and I think that chatting to you at home on a stool is, uh… [Francis hands a one-foot-high stool to Shaun.][to Francis] Thank you very much. Is that the only one we’ve got? [Francis shrugs.][under his breath] OK. I’m a pro. [Shaun places the stool in front of himself and sits on it. The camera pans down to see him.] Welcome to the show. This week I thought I’d try opening with a couple of jokes to lighten the mood – Sorry, this is not working for me, have we got a larger one than that, Francis, please? [Shaun stands and hands the stool to Francis.] Trying to create [French accent] ambiance here. [to audience] ’Cause I think, you know, there’s a certain amount of intimacy you get when you relax because the audience is home… [Francis rushes out and places a stool with five-foot legs in front of Shaun.] [to Francis] Thank you. No, it’s all right, I’ll work standing up, that’s all right. I hadn’t rehearsed it this way but I am a pro. You… I don’t need this, thank you. [Francis holds out his hands with the fingers interlaced. Francis: I thought I’d give you a leg-up.] No, I don’t want a leg-up. I want you to leave and I want you to take the stool. [The audience makes sympathetic noises for Francis.] No, no, don’t. The man’s a hack. Thank you and welcome to the show. This week I thought I’d try opening with a couple of jokes to lighten the mood a little. Some of you may be depressed, or lost an arm in surgery or whatever. But then I thought ‘No, don’t think about them. Think about yourself. What if the jokes don’t work? Then I’d be the one that’s depressed or without an arm.’ But then I went to the comedy department here at the ABC and they showed me an editing technique which ensures that you’ll never know how bad I was. What they do is, and the clueyer of you among you would know this, it that after a joke they cut to a reaction shot of the audience, like, like this: [Shaun snaps his fingers. A shot of a large audience cheering and clapping appears.] OK, now, that wasn’t you, that was from For Love or Money, and they, they do that so they can edit out the bad joke. Anyway, I’ve read the jokes which have been written for me tonight by our comedy writer Mike Crawley. [Shaun waves offstage.] Mike. [A man (Dave O’Neil) smiles back.] And they really are appalling, so I thought that, rather than constantly cut to the audience here, which might get a bit boring for you folks at home, we’d cut to a variety of interesting shots, which I’ve taken from the film library here at the ABC. I hope you enjoy them. OK, so here are the jokes, folks. [clears his throat] Say, I went to a restaurant the other day and the waiter accidently poured some minestrone in my lap. I said ‘Waiter, there’s a soup in my fly’. [cuts to a shot of ducks on a pond] How ’bout that John Howard, folks, he – [cuts to a shot of a tractor going down a race track on only two wheels] Yeah, but I wanna tell ya that – [cuts to footage of the Hindenburg disaster] Thank you, and now here are some sketches we prepared earlier this week.

 

[1] ‘a’ sounding as ‘star’

[2] ‘a’ sounding as ‘say’