MacPhisto: [sings] "Even the greatest stars... discover themself..." [approaches iPad on a stand; sees a devilish face superimposed over his own image] "...in the looking glass..."

Crowd: [laughter, cheers and applause]

MacPhisto: "Oh, Signor MacPhisto... à... vostro servizio." [bows and chuckles]

Crowd: [whoops]

MacPhisto: [sniffs] "What... is that smell?" [sniffs] "What... is... that... smell?"

Crowd: [laughter]

MacPhisto: "Is it... the whiff... of intolerance... or tolerance?" [recoils in horror] "Huh!  It's tolerance. Is it... inclusiveness?" [sharp intake of breath]

Crowd: [whoops]

MacPhisto: [disgusted] "Oh. Is it... the stench... of marriage equality?"

Crowd: [cheers and applause]

MacPhisto: "Is it the smell... of women's rights?"

Crowd: [cheers and applause]

MacPhisto: "Is it... the smell... of Michael... D... Higgins?"

Crowd: [loud cheers and applause]

MacPhisto: "My nemesis!"

Crowd: [laughter]

MacPhisto: "Fee, fi, fo, fum. I smell the blood... of a two-term Limerick bum!"

Crowd: [laughter, cheers and applause]

MacPhisto: [chuckles] "Can I say... I'm just back from a tour of America and Europe, and I have never felt so unwelcome in this city."

Crowd: [cheers and applause]

MacPhisto: "Dirty, dirty, dirty old Dublin."

Crowd: [laughter and cheers]

MacPhisto: "Well, you won't be seeing me for a while. I'm off for a round of golf in Doonbeg!"

Crowd: [laughter, cheers and applause]

MacPhisto: "But remember, Dublin... it's when you don't believe I exist – that's when I do my best work."

[Acrobat begins]