And the raven, never flitting, still is sitting, still is sitting
On the pallid bust of Pallas just above my chamber door;
And his eyes have all the seeming of a demon’s that is dreaming,
And the lamp-light o'er him streaming throws his shadow on the floor;
And my soul from out that shadow that lies floating on the floor
Shall be lifted - nevermore!

Big client list. Rogue governments. Intelligence communities. Terror cells. They all want me. Suddenly, I’m Mr. Sex.

Andrew Scott, The National Theatre, 3. 4. 2015

Andrew Scott on interview in ITV 4. 3. 2015 (x)

Jim.. Jim from IT. 

Andrew Scott at the EE BAFTA Awards at the Royal Opera House (2.8.15)

Andrew Scott at the EE BAFTA Awards at the Royal Opera House (2.8.15)