The Paley Center for Media, which has locations in both New York and LA, dedicates itself to the preservation of television and radio history. Inside their vast archives of more than 120,000 television shows, commercials, and radio programs, there are thousands of important and funny programs waiting to be rediscovered by comedy nerds like you and me. Each week, this column will highlight a new gem waiting for you at the Paley Library to quietly laugh at.

For those who can’t live without a Game of Thrones episode even for one week, Vulture has cobbled together an episode that could have aired on Sunday night, based on what transpires in the books. Apologies to George R.R. Martin, for bastardizing his text, and apologies to David Benioff and Dan Weiss if we venture too close to what they’ve got planned next — this is our best guess at what would have been between episodes seven and eight of season four.

Have you ever watched a Western and thought, That place really looks like it sucks. Why do they all live there? Move to Chicago, idiots. Then A Million Ways to Die in the West might be the movie for you. Co-written, directed, and starring Seth MacFarlane, it’s a Western about how “dangerous and painful life really was in the late 1800s.” As the trailer shows, that means so many people die in, admittedly, very funny ways.

Sara Bareilles and Brian d’Arcy James in Into the Woods. As Into the Woods’s Little Red says, in one of the moral-of-the-story pronouncements dotted through the show: The prettier the flower, the farther from the path. When it went onstage this past May as part of the the Encores! series at City Center, Stephen Sondheim and James Lapine’s 1987 musical of knitted Grimm fairy tales was an atypical choice.

Kim Deal from the Breeders performs at La Gaite Lyrique on October 27, 2017, in Paris, France. Rock and roll is a nostalgic art in part because of math — there is a finite number of notes in a Western octave and only so many ways to assemble them into pleasing chords. Ideas repeat because there are so few and because the best storytellers — hustlers, naturally — are the ones who aren’t afraid to snatch a piece of the past and repurpose it to their own ends.

Ah, yes, The Mole. You might think that this Netflix reboot of a classic 2000s reality-competition show is just about being strategic and winning cash. After all, players must try to gather intel about a secret “Mole” who is messing with team missions that earn the prize money for the final winner. Eliminations are made based on who knows the least about the liar in their midst. But judging from the first season, the show might also be an audition to win a recurring role elsewhere in the Netflix reality-verse.

Inside the Friends writers’ room. Here’s proof that they were really friends. Photo: Copyright © Bruza Brother Productions, LLC Here’s proof that they were really friends. Every writer knew the sinking feeling in the pit of their stomach. David Crane would enter the room, toting a script full of notes scribbled in the margins. He would sit down in his chair and begin drumming his fingers on the table before announcing, “All right, we’ve got a lot of really good stuff here.

Reza Shafahi is 83 years old. He grew up wealthy in Iran and was a famous wrestler. Then, Shafahi says, his “troubles began.” “I discovered playing cards,” he writes in the catalogue of his new show, Diary of a Gambler, at Club Rhubarb (one of a handful of superb new galleries on the Lower East Side). His pastime became an addiction that “slowly took over my life until I was left with only one option: I needed to win big to pay off my gambling debts.

How The Crown re-created the images of Diana’s final days within the constraints of taste, decency, and copyright. Photo: API/Gamma-Rapho via Getty Images; NETFLIX The first four episodes of The Crown’s final season may as well be called The Di Summer Collection. Most of the action parts ways with the Thames in favor of the sunnier Mediterranean Sea during the summer of 1997, with Diana (Elizabeth Debecki) and Dodi Fayed (Khalid Abdalla) kindling a romance that culminates in their tragic deaths in Paris after being chased through a tunnel by the paparazzi.

Avengers: Endgame is now in theaters, bringing an epic 11-year journey that started with 2008’s Iron Man to its breathtaking, surprising, and occasionally tragic conclusion. As someone who has been invested in the Marvel Cinematic Universe since the beginning, and even made a decent-ish effort to watch the thousands of shows tangentially tied into its expansive world, I thought I was prepared for anything Endgame could throw at me. I was wrong.