GE 1995 Season 2 Episode 6: Intro
Note: this is not a transcript, but a working draft of the script, so there may be differences in the aired version.
SHOW 6: PAUL'S RETURN

DOUG:	It's 10:35 NF Standard Time.  Stay tuned for the Great 
	Eastern: Newfoundland's Cultural Magazine, with Paul Moth.

	You are listening to the Broadcasting Corporation of 
	Newfoundland, 520 on the long wave.

MUSIC:	VAMP BEGINS.

DOUG:	(OVER VAMP) This week on the Great Eastern:

CLIPS, THEME IN AND PAUL'S BILLBOARD OVER 
THEME

PAUL:	Hello, Canada, hello ... gudinn dagin, Iceland ... how are 
	you, Nfld ?  Welcome to the Great Eastern, my name is ... 
	Paul Moth !  Yes ... I'm back.  This week on the Great 
	Eastern:  what men really want;  our spies bring back more 
	unreleased musical booty; orphan labour subsidises health 
	care cuts; radio royalty returns; an excursion to the attic of 
	my past; and much more for you, with me, Paul Moth, on 
	Nfld's Cultural Magazine !

SFX:	THEME OUT

	Hubba-hubba, what a week !  Well you know, yeah, I remain 
	hip, but ever more humble.  Yup ... teevee.  "Mostly Moth", 
	my Townie TeeVee sponsored, high-stakes, winner take all 
	gamble on the late-night talk show landscape, is mostly a 
	memory.  The critics were unanimous in their verdict.  
	"Leastly Moth" was one headline, "Who Will Rid Me ..." was 
	another.  But the one that stung me to the quick was "Moth 
	Presents Only Argument For Bringing Back Benmergui."
		
	The trouble started in pre-production.
	If you're from Canada or if you haven't seen the ads for 
	Mostly Moth, I'm folically disabled.  I was kicking back a lot 
	of reflection so they had me wear a dorky hat ... and then 
	the guests were all hostile or whacked out on downers - I 
	think we were serving decaf or Postum in the green room ... 
	I got slapped ... the musicians got busted in the parking lot ... 
	ball lightening hit the transmission tower and knocked the 
	power out during my monologue (would have been the best 
	part of the show) ... all in all, an experience that the Nfld 
	televiewing audience would like to forget but, alas, cannot.  
	The long and the short ?  I got canned. Fired.  Eighty-sixed.  
	Thirty.  Over and out.  Hit the streets, brother.  It was a wrap 
	after the first night.

	But now I'm here again with my first love, radio.  And even 
	though I got to start out again at the bottom of the pile with 
	no seniority, I'm back.  I'm never leaving again.  A little older, 
	a little wiser, and a little more litigated.  Aaron Zagner and 
	Townie TeeVee ... *kiss* good bye.