Bean1997

[Bean fiddles with a remote control, attempting to turn the TV on. Nothing comes up on the set's screen, and music blares instead. David and Alison come into the room]

Alison Langley:
Hello, doctor.

Mr. Bean:
Hello.

[We see that the music is coming from the stereo, which Bean has placed Alison's beloved glass swan on top of]

David Langley:
No, no, no, doctor, that's not for the TV, that's for the--

[Too late; Bean punches a button on the remote that pops open the lid for the stereo's CD player, launching the swan across the room. Alison gasps loudly, horrified. The swan strikes Alison's favorite portrait on the wall above the mantle, knocking it to the floor, where it shatters. Bean stares at the remote, completely dumbstruck]