Notes:

Imagine that you are Dana Carvey and that every time someone asks you where you were on 9/11, you have to look that person dead in the eye and explain that you were wearing a bald cap and a suit fitted to look like a turtle shell because you, Dana Carvey, were filming the Turtle Club scene on the set of “The Master of Disguise”. Imagine explaining the fear you felt in the seconds, minutes, hours that passed after you heard about the attack, wondering if anyone you knew in New York City or elsewhere had been hurt or killed in an act of terror. Imagine having to say the words, “Am I not turtley enough for the Turtle Club?”, perhaps several times in an attempt to get a take where you or your fellow cast members aren't breaking down in tears or shock. Imagine explaining how you looked at yourself in the mirror at some point during this process and explaining the grim realization that hit your turtley reflection – the realization that this is what you were doing with your life on a day where it seemed like so much of the world you knew might end. Imagine leading a moment of silence while still wearing the ridiculous turtle costume and trying not to crack up or wreck the solemnity of that moment.