Ringo: *walks up to the desk and sits down beside John and Paul.* Sorry, I was late, I was dealing with . . . *clears his throat.* something.
John: What does that mean?
Paul: Oh, did he- *doesn't finish his sentence because George comes walking up, wiping his face with a napkin.*
George: Who wants a stained napkin that the one and only George Harrison wiped his face with? *waves his napkin at the audience.*
Audience: *screams uncontrollably.*
George: Catch! *hurls it at the front row of people where two teenage girls fight over it.*
Paul: *face-palm.*
John: *starts laughing hysterically.*
Ringo: Yeah . . . He ate all the food off the food cart again.
Paul: I figured.
George: *sits down at the desk with them.*
John: Anyway, we're going to start off our show on the right foot by throwing darts at Ringo.
Ringo: What?!?
John: *squints at his notecard.* Oh, sorry. It says, "Play dart-bingo," not "throw darts at Ringo." My bad.
Paul: Dart-bingo?
John: *screams.* GET THE DART-BINGO BOARD, BOYS!!!
*the dart-bingo board is wheeled out onto the stage.*
John: Now, the rules for this game is to throw darts at things we have done.
George: This should be awful.
John: Shut up, over there! We don't need your worthless opinions, Harrison! Somebody give me the darts!
Paul: *praying.* Oh, lord, please let nobody die today.
Ringo: *chokes on his tea.*
George: *giggles.*
John: *glares at them all while grabbing a dart.* Hey, you stupid cameraman, get that bloody camera on the dart-bingo board!
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John: *squints.* Hmm. Let's see here. Yes, I do like cats better than dogs. *throws the dart but ends up hitting "never swears" instead.* God, that's false. Paul.
Paul: *grabs a dart.* Well, I do shop online sometimes. *throws the dart but it hits the stage instead.* Oops.
George: My turn! *excitedly grabs a dart and hurls it at "likes to do gardening" and hits it.* In your face, Lennon and McCartney! *starts cackling.*
Ringo: So, my turn? *takes a dart.* I swear, this game is so stupid.
John: I heard that!
Ringo: What?
John: I came up with it.
Ringo: *mutters.* That explains it. *throws the dart at "hates liver and onions" and hits it.* I'm good. *Elvis voice.* Thank you, thank you very much.
John: Stupid Starkey and Harrison, hitting all the bingos. *grabs a dart and tries to hit "likes cats better than dogs" again but hits "has followed directions and built/made something" instead.* What a rip-off! I've never followed directions in my life!
Paul: *rolls eyes.* Of course you haven't. Hmm, I have sung in the shower many times. *hits it and starts doing a victory dance.*
John: Why you little- *grabs a dart.*
George: Hey! It's my turn.
John: No, it's not! Keep your bloody facts straight, Harrison! *flings the dart at the board finally hits "likes cats better than dogs."* Finally!
Ringo: I have a feeling it's going to take a while to get bingo.
