Poor George, they didn't even give him something proper to drink. You can watch the (not) interview here. (And for the sake of completeness, that link leads to a video mixing both segments together. Neat!)
(The video starts with footage of George Harrison playing his guitar from "Got My Mind Set on You", except with "(This Song's Just) Six Words Long" synced over it. Genius stuff.)
"Weird Al" Yankovic: "Well, as you can probably guess, we're here in the AL-TV studio with my close personal friend, George Harrison."
(The camera cuts to George while that last part plays, but he doesn't say anything. As such, it cuts back to Al.)
Weird Al: "George, I- I'm so excited that you're here, I could- I could just pinch your cheeks!"
George Harrison: "Could you?"
Weird Al: "I imagine you must be pretty excited yourself, being here on AL-TV."
George: "No. Not really."
Weird Al: "Well then, don't worry, this should only take a few minutes."
(Six, to be specific.)
George: "Well, I suppose I should be thankful for that, eh."
Weird Al, with a few index cards in hand: "George, it says here in my notes you got your start in a group called...the Beatles?"
George: "Got to start somewhere."
Weird Al: "I suppose so. ...I just thought of something. You know, I do song parodies, but you've been doing them a lot longer, haven’t you? I mean, didn't you do that great parody of "He's So Fine"?"
George: "Yeah I did, yeah."
Weird Al: "That was great; that was really a hoot. You know, George, I've always loved your singing, I've always loved your writing, but most of all... I've always loved your nose!"
(Cue extreme close-up of a very confused George's nose.)
Weird Al, offscreen: "WOW, WOULD YOU LOOK AT THAT NOSE? WOAH, THAT'S GREAT, I LOVE THAT NOSE!"
(It brings Paul McCartney to mind, although unlike him, George smiles in the end.)
Weird Al: "Anyways, let's talk about your new album. I- (sniffs the air) I'm sorry, George, but what did you do, rub a dead beaver under your arm or something?"
George, after checking himself out: "It's all in my aftershave."
Weird Al: "Well, never mind, it's not that bad. Now, you were involved in the Princess Trust Concert. Now, that was an amazing group of people assembled there."
George: "They were all alcoholics. Hah-ah."
(What a dick.)
Weird Al: "(uncomfortable) Uh, yeah... (comfortable again) George, you're a pop star, you're a movie producer... What do you think is your most outstanding talent?"
George, miming drinking wine for the first half of this sentence: "I can drink large quantities of wine and things because I'm not an alcoholic."
(...Yeah, I don't get it, either.)
Weird Al: "Right, oh, uh, let- let's change the subject. Um, about your new album. What kind of audience do you think it will reach?"
George: "It's really for everybody. I think, you know, you don't have to be an alcoholic-"
Weird Al, who's had enough of all this dang talk about alcohol: "Okay, okay, forget it! Um, George, who would you say is your number one role model in life?"
George: "The big, fat guy who vomits all over the place." (Huh??)
Weird Al: "Ed McMahon?"
(That doesn't sound right, in any sense of the word.)
George: "Yeah."
Weird Al: "What do you do when people fall down and grovel at your feet?"
George: "I ignore them. Huh-uh!"
Weird Al: "What is your favorite part of a woman's body?"
George, weirdly breathy: "The elbow. (laugh)"
Weird Al: "Do you have any regrets at all about your life?"
George: "You know, I... I've never been anywhere, and I'm not going anywhere; I won't..."
Weird Al: "Oh, that's just not true, George. N-No, don't get so upset! Y- You're not going to drink that cup of rat poison, are you?"
(Of course, the question of why there's a cup of rat poison easily accessible on the table in the first place is never asked, nor answered.)
George, about to take a sip: "Yep."
Weird Al: "NOOO! GEORGE, GIMMIE IT! GIMMIE- GIMMIE THAT! GIM- GIMMIE!!"
(Al wrestles the cup out of George's hands and sets it back onto the table.)
Weird Al: "Now you got a lot to live for! Just...mellow out, okay? Let's get on with the interview. (sigh) I understand that you're very close with Pee-wee Herman."
George: "(brief incoherence) Spent a year sort of...calling him and talking to him and... You know, hanging out with him, uh-"
Weird Al: "What first attracted you to him?"
George: "Uh... I think it was the trousers."
Weird Al: "I see. Now, you actually started the first Pee-wee Herman fan club, didn't you?"
George: "Mick Jagger will probably say he did, but, you know, he did it all a day later at the dollar store."
Weird Al: "Yeah. But what else can you tell us about Pee-wee?"
George: "He's a very naughty boy." (!)
Weird Al: "And how you do know that?"
George, about to take another sip of rat poison: "We share the same wife!"
Weird Al: "NOOOO! GEORGE, PUT THAT- PUT THAT DOWN! JU- YEESH! (sits down) Ju- Just behave yourself. You know, where were we? O-Oh! Who else has your wife been married to?"
George: "Seventy thousand elbows. Heh-huh."
(I think he's gone slightly mad.)
Weird Al: "...Yeah. (he gets out a newspaper) Well, I, uh, I got a copy of the L.A. Times here and they're reviewing your album and they're calling you "a pathetic weasel-faced dog-boy"."
(Because, you know, reading insults to a man who tried to drink rat poison in front of you — twice — is a VERY GOOD IDEA.)
(That above statement is sarcasm, obviously. DON'T DO THAT.)
George: "Is that good or bad?"
Weird Al: "Well, I guess it's a matter of opinion. (puts away the newspaper for a magazine) And, uh, here in Better Homes and Gardens, they call you a "poor excuse for a gardener"."
George: "I'm not really a gardener either, you know?"
Weird Al: "(deadpan) I'm just reading what it says. (normal voice, and with another magazine) And, uh, here in Rolling Stone, it says you oughta be strung up by your thumbs and-"
(As he's sayings this, George goes to take another sip.)
Weird Al, grabbing the cup from George again: "NOOO! S- GEORGE, OH, PUT THAT DOWN! OH, DON'T DRINK THAT, COME- You got so much to live for, George! I don't understand; you got your whole life ahead of you. (sits down) I mean, we all go through tough times, we all get depressed... You know, I... Sometimes, I don't feel that great myself. You know, I... (breaking down) Sometimes... Sometimes, I feel like a worthless hunk of slime!"
George, trying to reassure him: "Oh, you're alright, don't worry. You're okay..."
Weird Al: "Thanks, I feel much better now. Okay, I got a joke for you! How many dead babies does it take to screw in a lightbulb?"
George, playing into (what he thinks is) the bit and rubbing his chin: "Oh, I don't know, I don't know...!"
Weird Al: "FIVE!!" (???)
(Al then laughs at his terrible joke, to George's morbid curiosity.)
Weird Al: "George, you do care if people come up to you on the street and dump a can of Spaghetti-o's on your head?"
George: "No? No, I don't. It doesn't bother me."
Weird Al: "What was the name of the last good movie you saw?"
George: "The Naughty Couple. Heh."
Weird Al: "Oh yeah, one of those 25-cent movies. What a deal. I heard that you ate a rancid, moldy piece of meatloaf last week. Why did you do that?"
George: "It just looked good at the time, you know." (Ew.)
Weird Al, looking pretentious: "Do you think you'll ever be as...cool and sophisticated as...me someday?"
George: "I hope so, yeah."
Weird Al: "Say, George, I don't mean to impose, but...would you mind dropping by my house next week and helping me with the dishes?"
George: "I'll help you a bit."
Weird Al: "Is it okay if I wash and you dry?"
George: "Absolutely, yeah. Yeah."
Weird Al: "Well, that just about wraps up your interview. But, before you go, I'm just kinda curious; have you ever heard any of my records?"
George: "I have, yeah."
Weird Al, on the edge of his seat: "Well... What'd you think?"
George, looking at the ceiling and back to Al: "I didn't like 'em."
Weird Al, back in his seat: "...Yeah. Well, thanks for coming in, George, and I hope you enjoyed this interview as much as I did."
(Aw, that was kinda sweet! Too bad George ruins the mood with this:)
George: "You know the truth, it was a pain in the [bleep]."
(...To be fair, though, it was.)
Weird Al: "OKAY! My special guest, George Harrison. Thanks again, George. (zoom in onto Al) You're watching AL-TV, the official music video channel of the 1988 Summer Olympics."
(Al then, like the idiot he is, proceeds to take a sip of the cup. You know, the cup with rat poison in it. Poor guy.)
Come back home, won't you?