I found this on a website....I think its made up though so im sorry if it doesnt help you
Larry: Hey, Chris.
Chris: (lost in thought) Right, Larry...(really noticing him) Oh, Larry! Hi!!
Larry: Yeah. How are ya, man?
Chris: Fantastic!
Larry: Yeah. How are they? (?)
Chris: Death of me, death of...superb!
Larry: Yeah...
Chris: Listen, I've been thinking...
Larry: Yeah?
Chris: I wanna go into the lemon.
Larry: Can't come into the lemon.
Chris: I WANNA go into the lemon!
Larry: No no, CAN'T come into the lemon.
Chris: I've thought it through, I've thought about it, I mean I've...
Larry: OK. Come into the lemon.
Chris and his friend are sitting in a limo, being prepped by a man for the interview.
Man: And you've come off way around the world...
Chris: We haven't come off way around the world, it's only six thousand miles!
Man: And you've come off way around the world, it's considered the biggest band in the world. Don't show us all up by asking your usual
disasters, "what's your favourite colour". Nobody EVER likes it 'cause it never works.
Chris: They'll love that question! Everybody loves that question! Especially U2 will love that question!
Friend: Chris...
Chris: What?
Friend: They are never, EVER gonna answer that question.
Chris: U2?
Friend: Yeah.
Chris: They will!
Friend: No, they're not gonna.
Larry and Chris are about to climb into the lemon.
Larry: Before we go into the lemon...Are you absolutely SURE you want to come into the lemon?
Chris: (assuringly) I wanna go into the lemon.
Larry: Let's go.
Larry: (from inside the lemon, laughing) You might as well come in, while you're there!
Chris: I'm in the lemon!
U2's dressing room (?). Edge is dozing off in a chair, cowboy hat over his eyes. Adam and Chris go wake him up.
Adam: Edge!
Chris: Edge!
Adam: Edge, there's someone here to see you.
Edge: (looking up) Wowowooh!
Chris: Hi!
Edge: Hi there, Chris! (they shake hands)
Chris: Hi, how are you?
Edge: Good!
Chris: I like your lemon, man.
Edge: Heh, thanks!
Chris: It's cool!
Edge: (getting up) Well, it's simple enough but we call it home.
Chris: Fantastic.
Chris goes over to Bono, who is sitting in the sofa.
Chris: Bono!
Bono: Hey....
Chris: The false lemon person!
Bono: I am.
Chris: Thanks for having us here.
Bono: Listen...you're welcome. (gets up and holds out his hand) I believe you're jolly popular in England.
Chris: I am, yeah yeah.
Bono: Very good!
Chris: Yeah, with the big people.
Bono: Good to have you over here.
Chris: Can I ask some predetermined questions?
Bono: Yes!
Chris: Great.
Chris is interviewing the band in the dressing room.
Chris: You know when, Edge, when you book into a hotel reception.
Edge: Yeah.
Chris: Well, hotels. Do they call you Mr. Edge?
Edge: (nodding) Sometimes. Pissess me off, though. (Chris laughs) I hate that!
Chris: Well, I mean it's not their fault, though, is it?
Edge: No, it IS their fault, no. Because normally I'm registered under a secret suitor name, which...
Bono: (quietly) Mr. The Edge, To You...
Edge: ...which no one in the world knows.
Chris: Apart from the receptionist.
Edge: Well, of course. But they're not supposed to know that I am...* The Edge *.
Bono: He's *in fact* The Edge!
Chris: The Edge?
Bono: He's in fact The Edge.
Chris: He really believes he's The Edge?
Bono: He's in fact * The Edge *.
Edge: Me mum calls me The Edge.
Chris: She does NOT call you The Edge!
Edge: She DOES, so how...
Bono: Edge, tell them your full name. It's on this T-shirt, tell them. Tell them your full name.
Edge: Mr. The Edge. (Chris laughs). It's true!
Bono: No, it's not your full name. To cut the whole out, tell them.
Edge: Mr. The Edge To You.
Chris: To you?
Bono: (beaming) To You!
Chris: Awww!
Bono: MR The Edge!
Chris: Okay, can we have a suitor name please. Adam?
Adam: I don't get them because I can never remember them.
Bono: That's true...
Chris: So you are...you are Mr. C?
Adam: I am Mr. C.
Chris: Alright.
Adam: That's easy.
Chris: And Larry?
Bono: You were a posh Irish model for a while, I remember that.
Larry: (thoughtful voice) Oh yeah...
Bono: (pointing at Edge) Michelle Rocker!
Edge: What?!
Bono: You heard, Mich...
Edge: YOU were Michelle Rocker!
Bono: I was not!
Edge: He was!
Bono: I was not! I was Allison Doody!
Everybody: *I* was Allison Doody!
Bono: Everyone wants to be Allison Doody NOW!
Quizz questions. The room is like a talk show stage or something like that. Larry and Bono are sitting in chairs in the middle of the room. There's a white piano and all sorts of props around them.
Chris: Larry!
Larry: Yeah?
Chris: In a record shop, which are the groups on either side of your albums?
Larry: (laughs) Whooow...Your righter heap...an Ultravox.
Chris: Ultravox is right!
Chris: Bono, have you ever dreamt you've murdered anyone?
Bono: A goodly toy! Er...Blue hat! Er...large - extraordinary shoes! Have I ever dreamt I've murdered anyone?
Chris: Yeah. Anxiety, it's called.
Bono: Is that what it is?
Chris: Yeah.
Bono: No, never. I've dreamt a few times that I've BEEN murdered. Most of them spoke with a...English accents. Oh yeah, and worked in theee print
media! (lots of laughter)
P.s. Sorry it was so freakin long
