Keeping Up Appearances1990

[last lines]

[the Commodore is pawing Hyacinth]

The Vicar:
Are you all right, Mrs Bouquet?

The Commodore:
I'll say she is. Smashing bit of all right. I wouldn't mind being shipwrecked with you, my darling.

The Vicar:
Do you want me to stop the car for you, Mrs Bouquet?

The Commodore:
Can't do that; I'll miss my train, Vicar. Just think of it, the tropic nights, a huge moon.

Hyacinth:
But I, I, I'm, I'm a marry, married woman.

The Vicar:
Doesn't worry me, old girl. Now, give us a kiss.

Hyacinth:
Ooh, lai... [yelling] Aaheeee! Keep driving, Vicar. Keep driving.