Michael Polley credited as playing...
Frank
- Cyril: [about Geoffrey] He's doing the rounds. He saw the Chekov on Tuesday. He was at the Dream last night.
- Frank: No!
- Cyril: Yeah. There he was. Third raw from the back. Head burried in his hands like he lost a brother in the war.
- Frank: Crikey. He wouldn't recast, would he?
- Cyril: Not the Dream, no. But God knows what he'll do with Oliver's Hamlet. Play the lead himself.
- Frank: You think?
- Cyril: Oh, why not? It was the play that drow him mad. Seven years ago. I saw it all with me own eyes. Halfway through the gravedigger scene he suddenly went all quiet and pale.
- Frank: He went off?
- Cyril: Off his nut. Then he leaped.
- Frank: Leaped?
- Cyril: Into the grave, Ducky. Into Ophelia's bloody grave. Leaving Horatio and Laertes staring down into the hole as if they just made a wish.
- Frank: Crikey.
- Cyril: Crikey indeed. Then he went screaming out into the night, mad as a hatter.
- Frank: Well, he's been to hospital. Had treatments. Maybe he's better.
- Cyril: Or maybe he's worse. Hey up. Here she comes.
- Geoffrey Tennant: Carlsberg.
- [looks at Oliver's skull]
- Geoffrey Tennant: Two Carlsberg.
- Frank: Crikey.
- Cyril: Bloody hell.