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Saying Goodbye to ‘Schitt’s Creek’ With Annie Murphy and Sarah Levy Is Shockingly Cathartic


Murphy: I was like a brick that sweat just a tiny little bit out of its eyes from time to time. Sarah was a brick that had been dumped in the ocean and had taken on all of the water and had been wrung out at the table read. You were an adorable, sweet, sentimental mess. And I was inside. It was all there. I was just holding it in to piss Dan off.

Levy: That’s really what he wanted, for us to all cry—

Murphy: Crumble like him.

Levy: —which I gave into.

Murphy: I think that the scene where we find out that Twyla has been sitting on bazillions of dollars for all of these years is so triumphant and made me fall in love with Twyla even more.

Let’s be honest, Twyla has helped Alexis much more than Alexis has helped Twyla. They’ve become such dear friends, and I genuinely think that Twyla is Alexis’s best friend. So I think that the way they got to say goodbye to each other was written so beautifully, was so perfect for both characters. That was a really weepy day.

Levy: Alexis has always seemingly had more power over Twyla because she was just this sweet girl in a cafe, but at the very end you really see this nice equality between the two of them. Both of them acknowledge what they’ve brought to each other’s lives and the relationship they want to have moving forward.

Sarah, during the episode Twyla had the line: “Being here, getting to hear your stories over the past few years, even the scary ones, that made me smile.” How has it been watching your brother and father create this series? Is it like that?

Levy: It has been extremely emotional. It’s not only a journey that I’ve been on and we’ve been on as a cast, coming together and getting to know one another so well, but having seen this from beginning to end…. I remember when Daniel was coming over to my parents’ house and they were writing the pilot presentation, when it was just the idea. To see it go from that to this, seemingly in the blink of an eye—so much has happened, but it feels like it all happened so fast.

Saying goodbye to that after this year is going to be hell. I’ve been feeling it even now, not being able to see my dad and my brother on a regular basis has been weird. I’m just so used to seeing them. It’s been a very strange experience, unlike anything I’ve ever had.

Okay, time to get serious. How much money did Alexis turn down from Twyla?

Levy: [Laughs.] You tell it! I’m going to fuck it up. I think the check that I was given to give Alexis was…what was it? Like…was it, like, 50?

Murphy: I was going to say $25,000.

Levy: I think it was like $50,000. I was like, “$50,000? This girl has won like millions and millions of dollars!”

Murphy: When we got to set and Sarah was given the prop, she actually took it, looked at it, and was like, “What the fuck? This is bullshit.” She was so aggressively angry about the amount that Twyla chose to give away.

Levy: It just defeated the whole purpose of the generous gift!

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Kelly Clarkson Performing ‘A Little Bit Alexis’ With Annie Murphy Is Pure Gold


Somewhere on location in Bosnia, Moira Rose is shaking in her pajama vest.

On January 30, Annie Murphy had the audacité to appear on The Kelly Clarkson Show and perform the Schitt’s Creek classic “A Little Bit Alexis” in front of a live studio audience and the Serious Actors™ of the Oscar-nominated film 1917. You know, the song her character, Alexis Rose, used to audition for her mother’s local production of Cabaret in season five.

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For the uninitiated, Schitt’s Creek (created by father-son duo Eugene and Dan Levy) follows a formerly wealthy family who lose everything and are forced to live in a ramshackle motel in a town they bought as a joke. What sounds like a pretty surface comedy has pierced the hearts of viewers who have watched the Rose family bond and grow through their misfortune.

The one thing that hasn’t changed is Alexis’s lack of self-awareness, and thank God (aka Dan Levy) for that. Doubly, thank Clarkson for reviving the instant classic on her show, with her own Texas spin.

Watch for yourself, below:

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Here are the lyrics of this remix, in case you want to sing along:



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I Have a Brain Aneurysm—I Call Her Annie


You never really imagine seeing your name and the words “death,” “coma,” and “paralysis” on the same page until you do—until you get a letter from your neurosurgeon that says all of those things alongside the words “brain aneurysm.” Then, it’s like freezing, cold water running over your naked body. Even though the stated likelihood of such things happening is astronomically low. Because for anyone with a genuine interest in being alive, any likelihood of death is already way too high.

I rang in the new year with weird headaches: inside my head, it felt like little tumbleweeds made of needles were rolling around my brain every time I coughed, or laughed. I’d literally have to stop and freeze mid-giggle to allow them to pass. I pushed my neurologist for an MRI because your girl was not about to go down like this. That’s when we found a pretty large aneurysm chillin’ in my brain, a few inches behind my right eye.

My first thought was that I had to give my aneurysm a name, a personality, some flare to make her exciting. I call her Annie.

You may think this is an odd reaction to finding out you are a 23-year-old with a brain aneurysm, but if Annie the Aneurysm is living in my brain rent-free, I’m at least going to have a bit of fun with her. I figure Annie is probably a white lady with a lot of problematic but well-meaning thoughts who would probably ask to speak with your manager. She definitely doesn’t like alcohol or drugs (especially cocaine), and she’s a stickler about high blood pressure and cholesterol. Annie certainly wasn’t invited to my brain (is Annie ever really invited anywhere?) but she clearly doesn’t mind crashing a party. I can’t really blame her—between social justice musings, Bad Bunny verses, and enchilada cravings, my brain must be a grand ol’ time.

My neurosurgeon explained that a lot of people have their own Annie—in the most comforting of voices, he made it clear that unruptured aneurysms are common, very much treatable, and not something over which I should lose much sleep. Yeah, okay sure. But if Annie decides to throw a rager and pop, it could be deadly. My neurosurgeon explained that I have an estimated 3 percent likelihood of rupture in the next five years—30 percent in the next 20 years. Annie’s gotta go.

When I took Annie for a photoshoot (aka an angiogram), to learn exactly when we could schedule this farewell party, my neurologist learned Annie was bigger than we thought. She’s even sprouted a mini aneurysm of her own. Though the initial plan was to send a teeny tiny catheter into the artery near my hip, route it through my blood vessels, into my brain, and straight into Annie’s crib, I’m now debating between a version of this procedure and open-head surgery. Because I’m only 23, and because I want to get rid of Annie once and for all, a part of me is leaning toward the open-head surgery in hopes of limiting the farewell parties to just one.

Either surgery won’t happen for a bout a month—in the meantime, Annie is still here, cozied up in my head. Since she arrived, I’ve been getting rather existential. Even after my doctor explained the plan of action, seeing it all in print in the letter he sent me was still a little jarring. I re-read one statistic my neurosurgeon included: approximately one in a thousand people are likely to die or to experience permanent disability from aneurysm treatments.

Instead of freaking out, I decided to hold and respect the possibility that it could be me, that I could be that one. And, if this were the case, my body’s inability to fend for itself would not have been the result of poor medical treatment. Having lost a sister to cancerous brain tumors when I was very young, I have never really seen doctors as saviors, nor seen death as a choice. We are all headed in the same direction—whether Annie pops and gives me a mean ‘lil stroke or whether I meet some other finale, it’s an end that we will all eventually meet.



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