Harry: (stop singing/yelling a song) Now… there are three things… theres…there’s more than three things that we love most about Canada. One…poutine! Two…poutine!! Three…wot?
Harry: Three…no, poutine was one and two, this is number three. Number three is…P O U T I N E!!!!!! (crowd screams) Number four… (laughs) poutine! Number five, syrup. (yelling) NUMBER SIX SYRUP ON POUTINE!!! (screaming) Number seven and the one we love most of all, is every single one of you! Shhhh!!! Number eight, you and syrup on POUTINE! (screaming) That’s what I’m talkin’ about!!!
Liam: You should… (something intelligible)
Harry: I really wanna mic drop, but I won’t, ‘cause they’re expensive.
Liam: Are you gonna run for president?
Harry: No! There’s not a chance, ‘cuz I don’t know what I’m talkin about!
Liam: I still think you should, I’m convinced!
Harry: (screaming) Nine (looks at the flag) THIS FLAG, ON YOU, ON SYRUP, ON POUTINE!!!! MAKE SOME NOISE FOR CANADA!!!
Liam: You’ve gotta have a ten, you’ve gone through nine now you’ve gotta have a ten!
Harry : (scream)TEN!
Liam: Ten! Us on syrup on poutine on… (gets lost) something else
Harry: Ten is (pick the moose on the floor) THIS MOOSE, ON THIS FLAG, ON YOU, ON SYRUP, ON POUTINE!!! Make some noise for the moose! (screaming to a fan) Which one d’you want, the moose or the flag or the syrup?
Liam: Or the poutine?
Harry: Or the poutine? You can have the moose and the flag. (throws the moose and the flag to a fan) Ohhhh I’m hyped. Oooh I’m hyped. (start to do some weird moves)
Liam: (says someting intelligible to Harry)
*Harry and Liam start to dance and hum Rocky theme song*
Niall: tell em you’re gonna be president
Harry: (screaming, out of his mind) ROCKY!!! On the moose, riding on the moose, into this place on the moose, this is Rocky, he’s on the moose, he’s on his back, wrapped in a flag, covered in poutine, on the syrup, there’s syrup everywhere!!!
Niall : (laughing)Harry!
Harry: There’s lots of syrup everywhere! Rocky waits, the moose is gone… (get lost)
Niall: Michael Buble!
Louis:That is passion!
Harry :MICHAEL BUBLE! (is confused) Michael Buble on the shoulders of Rocky, wrapped in a flag, on a moose, riding in here, covered in syrup, on poutine, and you’re all everywhere watching the whole bit go down.
Liam : I’m confused
Harry: It’s gone too far, I’ve confused myself… this is story of my life, please sing along. xx