National Theatre Live: The Comedy of Errors Page #5

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I'll see you at work.

Okay, see ya.

Bye.

Oh.

Easy.

Swing it around.

Swing it around.

There we go.

So what... what is this?

A sl... a slide of fish.

Wow.

It's a big f***in' dog, or I guess

it's a really, really small man.

That's my father Dan

and his dog Jake.

That's your dad?

My dad.

Why does he have that collar on?

I mean, why does your

dad wear a collar?

Oh, that was so funny, and

then it was so not funny.

He got a laugh, and

then the second time...

Like, you think we

didn't hear you?

My dad.

That's Jake. That's John.

That's my sister Rita.

That's my dad in yellow, and that's

me with the... Who's the cop?

That's John.

That's my brother.

Mom's taking the shot,

and dad was pissed

because he was facing

towards the gift shop.

And my dad has the camera, so who

knows how my mom captured this.

I like the red coat at

the Irish festival.

Northern California.

Jake, John, Rita, my mom,

my dad are all present.

I took this shot with

my dad's camera.

Wait... why are you

showing us this stuff?

Because of this.

What is it?

It's back in the Irish

town in Canada.

Telling me

telling me

dun-dun-dun-dun

dun, duh-dun-duh

duh-duh-duh-duh

duh-duh

someone came and took

Colleen away today

everybody there watched

with so much to say

looking at that branch

she hid her face

still refusing

to scream out her hate

she was everybody's

private property

you could pay that money

and then she belongs to me

Whee!

Whee!

Ahh.

What?

Hey!

Hey, come here!

Come here!

Hey!

Whoa!

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