Get some sleep.
My earliest memory from the theatre was going to see a pantomime in Bath and Aladdin said something like: ‘Oh, what’s in that cave?’ or something and: ‘I’m a bit scared. I don’t want to go in.’ And the audience was really quiet. And a little voice that belonged to a four year old went: ‘I’ll go in there!’ And everyone turned round to the little voice and my parents suddenly looked down to see me, jumping up and down: ‘I’ll go in there!’ And I shouted out loud at a pantomime. And I’d honestly been that sort of engrossed in the performance in the world that they’d created that I felt the need to rescue Aladdin from his peril and help him out by going in the dark cave.
ARTHUR: ”Merlin, this is one of the two, possibly three, moments in my life where I’ve actually been glad to see you.”
MERLIN: “That’s my thoughts exactly, sire.”
You are my King, Sire. I’d never do anything to hurt you. Never.
YOU’RE LIKE TWO SIDES OF THE SAME COIN
I wonder if Colin’s acting was so good ‘cause he had a Fred and George/Oliver and James moment when one of them got legit distraught over seeing the other ‘dead’. AND THEN THE DIRECTOR SAID CUT AND BRADLEY JUMPED UP AND SNUGGLED THE SHIT OUT OF HIM