The Vicar of Dibley1994

[first lines]

David Horton:
Right, we've got a lot of stuff to get through tonight, so if I could ask you all not to waste time with the traditional distractions, repetitions and general annoyances that are the usual content of these parish council meetings.

Owen Newitt:
Good idea.

Geraldine Granger:
You're the boss.

David Horton:
Excellent. Ready, Frank?

Frank Pickle:
Absolutely.

David Horton:
Bravo! Point one: the Gala Night. I thought St. Valentine's Day with all the profits going to the upkeep of the village hall. Happy with that, Jim?

Jim Trott:
Yes.

Hugo Horton:
Father.

David Horton:
Later, Hugo.

Hugo Horton:
I didn't say anything.

David Horton:
What do you mean?

Hugo Horton:
[his lips are not moving] Father. Father.

David Horton:
Oh no. It's a dream, isn't it?

Geraldine Granger:
[dressed as an angel] Yes, David, I'm afraid it is.