Larry King: Tonight, a very Special Edition of Larry King.
                     Please welcome world-renowned psychic James Van Praagh.

LK: Good evening, Mr. Van Praagh

VP: Good evening, Larry, pleased to meet you.

LK: Today, we're going to try to contact someone I knew well.
       We're coming up to the anniversary of Sonny Bono's death.
       We're waiting for Mary Bono, the grieving widow, to arrive.
       She must be running late...

VP: We'll need her.
        It always works better with the widow nearby.

LK: I'm sure she'll be here soon.

VP: I hope so, I don't have a lot of time.

LK: Wait, you talk to the dead, but you're in a hurry?
        Why would...

VP: Can we call her house and see what time she left?

LK: Sure, I'll have the staff call.
        No, ...the staff says there's no answer.
        She must be on her way.

VP: Maybe we should get going?

LK: Gosh, you're impatient, but OK.
        By the way, how did you get started, talking to the dead?

VP: It's in my family.
       We've been talking to the dead for centuries.

LK: By the way, Mr. Van Praagh, are you Catholic?

VP: Why, yes, how did you know?

LK: Oh, ...just a lucky guess.
        We want to contact former representative Sonny Bono.
        Gosh, I wish Mary was here.
        Staff, try Mary Bono's house again - and her cell phone, too.

VP: OK, ..I'm starting to get something...

LK: How you you hear the dead?
        Is it actual words?
        Or do you just sense general feelings?

VP: Mostly just feelings, but sometimes if there are strong emotions involved,
       I can actually hear the voice of the deceased.
       It's called "Morte Voce."

LK: Yeah, ...I know.

VP: Wow! I'm sensing some very strong emotional signals.
        It seems like Mr. Bono is very upset about something...

LK: I'm sure he is.
       He lost his lovely wife.
       I'm sure their bond was a very sacred one.
       Why, when Sonny died, his wife felt so close to him, she felt a spiritual calling
        to step into Sonny's shoes and she took over his seat in the House of Representatives.

VP: Is he the guy who was screwing his secretary while trying
       to impeach Clinton for that Monica thing?

LK: No, that was Newt Gingrich.
        Sonny would never do that.
        Their marriage was very strong.

VP: Well, he's certainly enraged about something.
        I'm going to try to put myself in a trance.

LK: A trance?

VP: Yes. Sometimes when the emotions are strong, I let my mind go completely
       and the deceased uses my voice to speak with you.

LK: I believe at least part of that statement.

VP: No, really.
       I'm starting to get something now...

LK: Sonny?
        Sonny Bono?
        Are you there Sonny?
 

Sonny Bono: That bitch!

LK: Sonny, is that you?

SB: That bitch!
       That rotten bitch!
       How could she do this to me?

LK: Sonny, what do you mean?
       Who's a bitch?
       What happened?

SB: Larry, that bitch killed me!

LK: What?
        Mary, your lovely wife?

SB: That bitch switched my pills that day at Lake Tahoe.
       She got me loaded, then goaded me into taking the expert ski run.

LK: Loaded and goaded?

SB: That's right, the bitch!

LK: I wish she would hurry up and get here.
        I'd like to hear her side of the story...

SB: She's not coming.
       Right now, she's too busy fucking that guy from Diamond Rio.

LK: Sonny, your language!
        Diamond Rio?
        Is that near Palm Springs?

SB: No, stupid.
       Diamond Rio is a country band.
       She's been fucking their drummer for three years.

LK: Sonny, you have to watch your language or we're off the air.

SB: Christ, I'm dead, Larry.
       What are you going to do - ban me for life?

LK: She's been with that guy three years?
        That doesn't sound right.
        Are you sure?
        I thought you two had a storybook marriage.

SB: That's what I thought, but it was all a sham to get my money,
        to get my paid-for home and to take my seat in the goddamn House.
       That black widow is a slut, and more money-grubbing than Cher!

LK: I wish she was here to defend herself.

SB: Don't you understand English?
       She's fucking that Diamond Rio guy.

LK: Sonny!  We're on television!!
       You mean right now?

SB: Yes, right now.

LK: We called her home, and we...

SB: No, you called MY home, and she can't hear you because
       her ears are buried in Rio boy's lap,  ...in my goddamn bed!!!

LK: But Sonny, this is all too much to comprehend.
        You're saying Mary messed with your medication so you'd be too groggy to ski
        and then tricked you into taking the expert ski run, hoping you'd have an accident?

SB: You got it, that's exactly what she did.
        Bitch!

LK: But Sonny, if that's who you really are...
        For all I know, this Van Praagh character is some publicity-seeking fraud who's trying to tarnish
        the reputation of one of the very few House Republicans who isn't a neo-Nazi scumbagette.

SB: That bitch would screw Hitler's corpse is she could steal his money.
       You want proof?
       I got proof right here.

SB: There's that bastard, Rio boy and my bitch wife.
       He's got his right hand on her ass in this picture.
       Hey! That's my silver tie he's wearing!
       That bitch told me the cleaner ruined it, but I found out in the after-world
       that she gave my favorite tie to this knucklehead two years ago.

LK: I admit, the photo looks real...

SB: Oh, it's real all right.
        It was in goddamn People Magazine.

LK: Easy on the language, Sonny.
        We're on TV, here.

SB: You can't see it, but she took my 2 carat diamond and
        re-mounted it as her engagement ring from Rio boy.

LK: She's engaged already?

SB: They've been engaged for almost a year.

LK: I didn't know anything about her engagement.

SB: It was supposed to be a secret, but she forgot to take the ring off
       and they were spotted in public.
       In a panic, she confessed she was "newly engaged,"
       but she's been fu..  uh...screwing him since mid-1997.

LK: Something's not right, here.
        I was at your funeral.
        I saw her put that ring in your casket, as a testament to her undying love and respect for you.

SB: Hah!
       She buried me with a goddamn zircon.
       Bitch!
       I want my ring back!!
       I want my silver tie back, too!
       Bitch!

LK: Sonny, you sound so bitter.

SB: She's a monster, Larry.
       She screws Rio boy with my kids in the House.
       ...and she's a real screamer in bed!

LK: How are your kids taking it?

SB: Do they have a choice?
       She tells everyone the kids like him, but they don't.
       They miss their Daddy, and they don't like Rio boy.

LK: It must be tough...

SB: Larry, it's worse than you know.
       She was screwing Gingrich, too.

LK: What?

SB: That's right.
       While Gingrich was going after Clinton, he was cheating on his wife,
       and he was cheating on his girlfriend ...with my wife.

LK: That's terrible.
        Is there any proof of that?

SB: If you're asking if he paid her with his American Express card, no.
       But I saw them with my own two eyes.

LK: That's really terrible.

SB: Not to mention the hypocrisy.
       Mary voted to impeach Clinton, while she was screwing
       Rio boy and the Speaker of the House.

LK: I see everything from where I'm at.
       Mary just got done screwing Rio boy.
       She's calling your producer with her phony excuse.
       She's dialing right now.
 

RINGGGGGG!!!!!

VP: What's that?

LK: Oh, Hi, ...uh, ...Mr. Van Praagh
        Uh, ...Mary Bono called, she couldn't make it.

VP: Sometimes these things just don't work out like you'd like, Larry.

SB: You can say that again...