The Vicar of Dibley1994

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Owen Newitt:
Filthy weather.

Jim Trott:
No no no no no no no no I've known worse.

Owen Newitt:
Oh yes? When was that, then?

Jim Trott:
The Great Storm, when the windmill got blown over.

Owen Newitt:
That wasn't the Great Storm; that was a moderately windy night. No, the really great storm was the Great Storm.

Jim Trott:
When was that, then?

Owen Newitt:
When Dave Batt got decapitated.

Jim Trott:
That wasn't the Great Storm.

Owen Newitt:
Well, it was pretty damn great.

Jim Trott:
No, the greatest storm was the one when Old Harold got blown into the quarry.

Owen Newitt:
Ooh, that! The Great Winds.

Jim Trott:
The what?

Owen Newitt:
The Great Storm there's got to be rain, and in the Great Winds there was just wind.

Letitia Cropley:
Nasty night. It reminds me of the Great Storm.

Owen Newitt, Jim Trott:
Shut up!