Come Together: The Beatles Talkshow

Karaoke

John: Since Paul got me a karaoke machine for my birthday last month, we decided we were going to put it to good use!

Ringo: Yay!!! Can we sing "Yellow Submarine"?

John: No.

Ringo: What about "Don't Pass Me By"?

John: No.

Ringo: What about—

Paul: *interrupts.* Ringo, he's just going to say, "No" to everything you say. You know that, right?

Ringo: *disappointed.* Oh.

George: I have an idea for—

John: Shut up, Harrison! I've got this! *slams a CD into the karaoke machine.*

Ringo: Oh, it's this—

John: Shut up, Ringo, it's my moment! *sings.* Instant karma's gonna get you . . .

Paul: *grabs a microphone.* Gonna knock right on the head.

George: *joins in.* You better get yourself together.

Ringo: Join the human race!

John: Those aren't the lyrics, Ringo!

Ringo: Oh, I could have sworn that's what they were.

Paul: *sighs.* Oh, God.

George: *sings and looks pointedly at Ringo.* Pretty soon you're gonna be dead.

John: Yeah, that's what you were supposed to sing, Ringo.

Ringo: Well, pardon me!

John: No! You're not getting pardoned! I'm going to let this simmer in the air.

Ringo: What?

John: Never mind! It's too complicated for you!

Paul: Just shut up, you two! *sings.* What in the world you thinking of . . .

George: *stands up on the desk.* Laughing in the face of love?

John: *joins George on the desk.* What on earth you tryin' to do?

Ringo: Well, right you are.

John: No, no, no, no!

Paul: *face-palm.*

George: *sighs.* Flippin' Hare Krishna.

John: Ringo, you're going to get fired if you can't sing it right.

Ringo: I was singing it right. Those are the lyrics!

John: Not in this part of the song! Read what the machine says on the screen if you can't get it right.

Ringo: I can't read that without my bifocals!

Paul: You need bifocals???

George: You're older than I thought.

John: For God's sake.

Paul: Let's do another song.

George: I've got one! *puts a new CD in the machine.*

Ringo: Oh, I know this—

John: Shut up, Ringo!

George: *starts singing, doing a little dance.* I got my mind set on you.