Consider this the "The Olsens: The Special Edition" -- a slightly updated version of a mildly amusing bit that hasn't seen the main page in a very long time.
"Who Ya Gonna Call?" (Originally Published, 1.24.08)
***TWO MIN SPOT/"OLSEN TWINS EMERGENCY HOTLINE"***
RUN TIME: :55
MIXED AND READY FOR AIR 01/24/08
KILL DATE: Indef.
(Fade up from black to slow dissolves of various pix of Heath Ledger, opening strains of Coldplay's "Fix You" can be heard. Dissolve to shot of makeshift memorial outside Ledger's SoHo apartment. Mary-Kate Olsen walks into the frame.)
Hi, I'm Mary-Kate Olsen. You may remember me from New York Minute, Full House, those late-night masturbation sessions you tell yourself never happened, or maybe a couple of Anorexics Anonymous meetings in that grubby little church at the corner of Fairfax and Fountain, if that was, you know, your thing.
My point is, you probably wouldn't think of me and my sister Ashley as the kind of girls you'd turn to in a crisis.
But boy would you be wrong!
By now you probably know that I got the first phone call from Heath Ledger's massage therapist when she found him dead two years ago. That's right -- she didn't call 911, she called me, Mary-Kate Olsen. You're probably asking yourself why, right? Well, it's because she knew something most of America didn't -- and hasn't until now. It's a secret that the most important people in the world have always known, and it can finally be revealed.
I'm talking about the Olsen Twins Emergency Hotline.
Just one call and the full power of the Olsen Twins swings into action, ready to help you get through even the toughest, most publicly embarrassing personal crisis. Ever asked yourself how Paris Hilton, Halle Berry or Brandy can crash a car and leave a person near-death, but still vanish from the accident scene like nothing happened? How Nicole Richie can pop Vicodin and drive the wrong way down the freeway and yet not lose that valuable photo shoot in People? What the hell R. Kelly's doing walking around free instead of doing 10 to 20?
That's right -- the Olsen Twins Emergency Hotline.
Me and my sister Ashley are here to help you when you need it most, and we're proud to continue a tradition that's been passed down for centuries -- dating all the way back to the time of Christ. It was Salomé who founded the first service of this kind, using what would have otherwise been a pretty useless talent for pole dancing to get the head of John the Baptist -- the first contract murder by the way -- and actually change the course of history!
Since those early days, strong, sexy women from Mata Hari to Mamie Van Doren have carried the torch and undertaken the awesome responsibility of solving the world's problems when no one else could.
Oh yeah, you didn't think it was just Tom Cruise calling us at four in the morning from the Hollywood Hills after he'd just beat a hooker to death with a copy of Dianetics and eaten her heart, did you? The Olsen Twins Emergency Hotline has been the secret weapon of world leaders for more than a decade.
Why do you think Bill Clinton wasn't actually thrown out of office? All us. O.J. acquitted of murder? Are you kidding? We're guilty as charged on that one. The entire presidency of George W. Bush, from the 2000 election to 9/11 to a second term? You're welcome. Come on -- Sarah Palin? You betcha. Tiger Woods still walking around with a penis? Uh, yeah.
FEMA's response to Katrina and BP's response to the Gulf oil spill?
Guess that'll teach Mike Brown and Tony Hayward for not calling the professionals.
I mean come on, you really didn't believe me and my sister got so rich off a crappy little sitcom, did you?
The bottom line here is that the emergency service that's been available to the world's elite is now being made available to you. Given that the cat's out of the bag after the whole Ledger thing, Ashley and I figure we may as well pad out the account in the Caymans, so if you've got a problem and no one else can help, maybe you can hire the O-team.
Just call 1-800-THE-WOLF.
The Olsen Twins Emergency Hotline -- because knowing where all the bodies are buried means you know where there's room to bury more.
(Phone rings. Mary-Kate picks it up.)
Oh, hi, Lindsay -- yes, we've been waiting for your call.
(Coldplay music swells. Fade to black)