All language subtitles for The.Vicar.of.Dibley.S01E04.The.Window.and.the.Weather

Filthy weather!

No-no-no-no-no-no,
I known worse.

O'Yes? When was that then?

The "Great storm", ...when the
windmill got blown over!

That wasn't the "Great Storm".
That was a moderest windy night!

No, the really great storm,
was the "Great Storm"

When was THAT then?

When Dave's Bat got decapitated

That wasn't the GREAT storm,
We-ell.. It was pretty damn great

No, the greatest storm
was the one when old Harold

got blown into the quarry.
....-Oh, that.

The Great Wind.

The what? The Great Storm
there's got to be rain,

but in the Great Wind
there was just wind.

Nasty night! It reminds me of
the "Great Storm".

Shut up!

Right. Let's get this
over and done with, shall we?

I have apologies
from Hugo and the vicar.

Firstly on the agenda, we've been
asked to give a contribution to the

South American Earthquake Appeal.
I thought perhaps ..�10?

It's not much, is it!

Hundreds of kids is dying of starvation,
and we can only spare a tenner.

What did you have in mind?
Well, I dunno.

�11?
-Done!

Don't worry, sir.
"Red sky at night - shepherd's delight."

Yes, in my experience,
it's more of a case of,

"Red sky at night - thatched
cottage on fire at end of village."

I love this kind of weather!

Do you remember the "Great Snow"?
-Oh, yes!

Froze your balls off!

Poor old Gladys.
What about her?

She died, didn't she,
in the "Great Snow"?

Froze to death one Friday.

No, no, no, no, no.
That was the Great Frost!

It were the Bottle twins,

Mabel and Edith, that froze to death
in the "Great Snow" of '54.

Rubbish! The Bottles died
in the Great Freeze of '48.

And I'm about to die
in the Great Bore of '94!

How exciting! It's just like
the Great Eclipse of '53. Shut up!

Hello. I came to see if you were
OK - not scared by the lightning.

No. Thanks, Alice, I'm not.
Neither am I.

A-a-a-a-a-h!
Sorry....I AM a bit.

Come in.
Sorry.

Do you remember,
in the Sound of Music,

when Julie Andrews was scared
she sang about her favourite things?

Ye-e-es.

Can we do that? Do you want the
short answer or the long answer?

Both, please.

The short answer's "no".
The long answer's "n-o-o-o-o"!

A-a-a-ah! All right. All right.
We'll do it. Do you know the words?

I never forget the words of songs.
Well, off you go.

Would you count me in, please?
Thanks.

# Snowdrops on roses
and noses on kittens

# Da da di da da da da da
da da da mittens

# Tum titty tum titty
tum titty tings

# These are a few
of my favourite things

# When the bird... #
Nearly remembered all the words!

It's worked. We're not scared.
No, we're not.

A-ah!

A-a-a-a-ah!

Oh.. For crying out loud, Hugo!

Ju-just checking everyone's fine.

We were singing a tune
to stop us getting scared.

Fab! I know a lovely song my mum
sang to me when it got stormy.

Oh, well, fire away,
O handsome troubadour.

Oh, well, I'm a bit rusty, but...
Go on! Here goes!

Ahem!

# When it's cold and stormy
and you're feeling a little sick

# Cuddle up nice and warmy
and play with your little dick. #

Yes. Well, that's very comforting,
isn't it?

Yes. Come to think of it,

I'm not sure it was my mum
who taught me that.

I think it might have been
that bloke at school actually.

Alice!

Get off me!

Sorry.

Sorry.

Good Lord, what a mess!

Oh, dear!

I hate graves!
Must be so wet down there.

I'm gonna get burnt and go in a pot,
sit on my mum's mantelpiece.

Then one day I'll fall off
on purpose, ...scare her to death.

She can get burnt and go in a pot
on the mantelpiece. Nice - two pots.

Well, not too much damage.
Thank you, God.

Dibley must be in favour
at the moment.

Or not!

I declare this
crisis meeting open.

We looking at damage
after the Great Storm.

Are you sure you want to call it the
"Great Storm", cos there was this....

All right, all right, we will call it
the "Quite Great Storm".

Yeah, how about the "Big"...? For
goodness sake! Over to you, Vicar.

Yes, as you all know,

our window was smashed by a
tree in the storm with no name.

And of course the first question is,
do we replace it with the same image,

OR... do we go for something
a bit more modern and exciting?

Like this Chagall window here.
-Oh, yes.

I like the old one.
Me too.

Yes, of cause you're right - loads of
arty-farty, Froggie nonsense.

So, another traditional rendition
of Jesus feeding the 5,000?

Right.

No, no, no, I don't think it was Jesus.
Was it?

It were too fat for Jesus.

Not Jesus? No-no-no-no,
I think it was Moses.

Moses and the feeding of the 5,000
does have a slightly odd ring to it.

It wasn't Moses. Moses had a beard.

So, not Jesus.
Not Moses.

Anyone got ANY idea
who our mystery man was?

I think it could be St Barnabus,

as we're in the CHURCH
of St Barnabus.

That is logical captain.

There was a chap with a beard
in the background

holding a big lump of stone.

That could have been Moses, carrying
the Commandments for St Barnabus.

I'm not sure that Moses of Egypt,

and St Barnabus of Wolverhampton
were the BEST of friends.

But if it wasn't Moses, why was he
holding the Ten Commandments?

Perhaps it wasn't
the Ten Commandments!

Perhaps it was just
a big book!

So, where are we?

We've got St Barnabus and a
mysterious chap holding a big book.

Could it be,
that we have here,

the first depiction in stained glass of
-This is Your Life-?

Perhaps the bloke with the book,
was a librarian.

A librarian?!

Yes. And St Barnabus
went into the library...

in Wolverhampton...

to borrow a holy book.

Well..., if it was a library,
why were there 5,000 people in it?

I-I never thought they
were people anyway.

Sorry, Jim?
I-I always thought they were sheep.

Jesus and the feeding
of the 5,000 sheep.

But I thought we've agreed it
wasn't Jesus. It was St Barnabus...

and the librarian.

Pretty bloody odd library
with 5,000 sheep in it!

All right, all right, all right!
-Hold it there.

We're on the outskirts
of Loony Land here,

heading for city centre.

Now, the best thing to do,

will be to find some
old pictures of the window.

I might actually have one on me here.
-Oh?.....

Excellent. Problem solved.

Yeah, Here we go.
-There.

Well, This is a picture of your dog, Jim.

No, no, no, no. That's right.

But...

But he was standing outside
the church.

And I thought perhaps you might
...see the window

in the reflection in his eye.

Wait a second,
I've had a thought -

I could look up
the old Book of Minutes,

and find the entry, from when
the window was actually built.

Well, I suppose..
That's worth a try!

And I think you'll find, in fact,

that it depicted Jesus
delivering the Sermon on the Mount.

Absolutely!
-From a boat.

I beg your pardon?

Well unless I'm much mistaken,
Jesus was standing in a boat.

All though I suppose, it could
have been a boat-shaped cigar.

Ding-ding, everyone off,
Loony Land city centre!

Well, Frank had a triumphant week.
Tell us tho whole story Frank.

Well, to cut a long story short,

I finally found
the old Book of Minutes.

And there was a drawing by the
original artist of our north window,

and its beautiful portrayal
of NOAH'S ARK.

Noah's Ark?
-Right!

So the man in the front was Noah?!
and not St Barnabus... -Right!

The 5,000 were animals? -Yes!
And the man with the beard?

A llama.

Imagine Moses
looking like a llama!

No wonder
everybody took such notice of him.

Well, bravo, Frank!

Unfortunately, I on the other hand,
have some rather bad news.

The last time I heard that, Vicar,
it was the end of real teeth.

I have spent the week investigating
the prices of stained glass.

And the lowest quote we had
was �11,000.

Bugger me!

You could get someone killed
for that!

I'm afraid that that puts us
in an impossible situation.

Sadly, you must Minute, that
Dibley can't afford a new window.

Stop writing Frank! "Can't"
isn't in the Christian vocabulary.

-Yes it is!.

You CAN'T commit adultery.
You CAN'T steal.

Er-er, you can't even covet
your neighbour's ass.

E-Even if it is very alluring.

No,no,no. What I MEAN is, that we
can achieve anything we want.

They said to Jesus, "You can't walk
on water - your dress'll get wet."

But he did!

They said to Rolf Harris,
"You can't do Stairway to Heaven"

- but he darn well did!

And very successfully, in my opinion.

That's all very well, but have you
any idea how to raise �11,000?

-Well, no.., but I tell you this,
what we NOT going to do.

Is stick a stupid thermometer
outside the church for 100 years,

adding a nanometre of red felt-tip pen
every time somebody gives us 2�p.

I want our church to be a CHURCH,
not a church-shaped begging bowl.

Yes, and I want Princess Anne
to knock on my door and say,

"I've dumped Tim Lawrence.
I'm all yours, big boy."

But it's NOT going to happen,
is it?

Yes...Well.

Enough of this.

If you will excuse me, some of us
have some work to do. Thank you.

Whoo-oo!
Who-oo-oo!

Ho-ho-ho. Princess Anne, eh?
Who'd have thought it?!

She looked lovely on her wedding day.

Everyone looks lovely
on there wedding day.

I bet even Margaret Beckett
looked sexy

when she walked down the ail.

I rather fancy Margaret Beckett.

Wha-hey, wha-hey!

Shoo-shoo-shush, boys!

Any idea how we're going to raise
this money? A lottery is the answer.

Tickets costing �5 - a lawnmower
to the winner. Great! Other ideas?

I could finally yield to public
demand and write my recipe book -

Well I can finally yield to public
demand and write my recipe-book,

"One Hundred Exciting Things
to do with Root Vegetables".

Vicar, I have had a rather
brilliant thought. -Really?

I've got this piggy bank. My dad
used to put all his money in it.

He said when I grew up
I could buy a castle.

Did your dad have a reputation
for telling the truth?

O'Yes. My mum knew all about
his kids in the other villages.

Hello Hugo..
I've had a fantastic thought.

This is like Ancient Greece
at the birth of Philosophy!

We know Richard Branson, and maybe
he could sponsor the window.

I mean, he looks like Jesus
- well, with the beard,

and the big smile and everything.
-Yes, yes.

And he runs Virgin and
Jesus's mum was...Oh, well, you know..

Hello, Hugo.
Hello. Nice piggy bank.

How much does it add up to?

Well, Excluding everything that
isn't actually legal tender in UK

a farthing!

A farthing.
Oh, right.

So quite a way to go, then?
....Ye-es.

But don't worry,
because Hugo's had his excellent idea.

Red-letter day!..
His father must know,

millions of millionaires, just
dying for a short cut to heaven.

David...
It's the Vicster here.

Hi. Could you give me the names
of five of your richest friends?

We could squeeze 'em
for the window money.

It is a ridiculous and -
may I say? - a VERY immature idea.

Thank you. What a kind
and supportive man!

What did he say?
Oh what a guy....

He's busy at the moment and
could YOU give me the numbers?

Oh, Right. Well, I suppose
Lord Hanson... Very sexy.

Hello, Geraldine Granger. Could
I speak to Charles Kane, please?

Ah, Mr Kane. Geraldine Granger here.
I'm the vicar of St Barnabus Church.

We were wondering if you'd like
to donate money for our new window.

We're looking for �11,000 and if...

Sorry?
I can stick it up my where, sorry?

Up my jacksie. Excellent!
-Bless you.

Look....,
I'm gonna have to fib a little bit.

But bear with me... -
it's for a very good cause.

Hello. Er, could I speak
to Mr Frobisher, please?

Daniel. Hi. Gerry Granger here,
er...Dibley Investments.

Um, you won't have heard of us.
We're pretty new kids on the block.

I just wonder if you
would be interested in an

investment portfolio
we're putting together?

Dibley, Oxfordshire?
Yes, actually.

I'm the vi...
the village postmistress's daughter.

A friend of mine lives nearby -
Hairless Horton, bald by 14..

Told me the other day,
they had a woman vicar.

Yeah, I heard that too.
My mother says she's fantastic.

And pretty cute too...
An all-round bodacious babe.

David says she's a bloody nightmare.
..Yeah.

Probably fancies her. Interesting
thought - she might be a virgin.

I doubt it. I know a vicar who was
the best kisser in Cheltenham.

-Really? Oh, yes. Her tongue is in
the Home Counties Gymnastics Team.

She can scramble eggs with it,
..at 20 paces.

We're digressing. Tell me
about your investment opportunity.

I can't get that tongue
out of my mind!

Can you give me any sense
of the range of your portfolio -

your bonds, stocks, gilts, peps?

Ah, yeah, I've got loads of those.

Look, why don't we talk about it
over lunch Mr Frobisher?

OK, I'll ...I give you an hour.

On Thursday lunch? Yeah, I think
I can find a window. ...Bye.

Oh, boys! ...I think
I HAVE found a window!

Do you want to buy a lottery ticket
for the new church window?

Only a fiver.
A very worthy cause

-What's the prize?
Lawnmower. -Got one.

What do you fancy, then? A washing
machine. Got one of those as well.

Oh! I'll take two tickets then.
God bless you mate.

Good luck.

But we haven't got a washing machine.

No, ..but then he's not going to win,
is he?!

Very worthy cause, though.

Daniel here. Piers, I'll ring you
back. I've a young lady visiting me.

Don't be disgusting and childish.
I'll ring you later.

Mr Frobisher.
Hello... Vicar.

Fantastic office. It's a bugger
to park round here, though.

Yes. Um... You don't often
get members of the clergy

heading financial institutions.

No. no. That's right.
I fibbed about that. Bad!

Particularly bad for a priest.
..I regret it!

So what do you want, em...?
What do I call you?

Gerry's fine....
Could we talk about it over lunch?

Must be a long time since you took
a potential VIRGIN out for a meal.

O' Christ, I'm sorry.

"Christ" - that's a �1,000 fine!
Jesus! �2,500! God, I'm... �3,000.

Still, at least, you didn't say
"knob".

I wasn't gonna say
"knob".

Said "knob" - unbelievable!
That's another �5,000.

Come on. I want you to come
and see our church.

And then I said to them, "I don't
care what you say. This my field."

And they didn't take to it kindly.

BUT, finally,

after a pretty fiery exchange
of views, they moved on.

Thank you, Jim, for that report.

If you have any more trouble
with those sheep...

DO tell us.

So, finally, the window.
How are we doing?

The lottery has come up
with �1,000.

Bravo!

I've been delighted with the level
of unquestioning generosity shown,

especially as the prize
is now only a tea strainer.

Splendid. Any other news?

I've started my recipe book. The
radish jam is a particular success.

I bet!
Anything else?

Well... I've got �10,000.
I beg your pardon?!

So we can start work
on our window instantly.

Hooray! Bravo!

It's very kind of Miss Tinker
to let me disturb your art class.

I must say, I love
your papier-mache volcano.

Oh!
It's St Paul's Cathedral, actually.

Right, right.

We're going to have a new window
in the church showing Noah's Ark.

I thought I'd ask you what animals
you'd most like to be in it.

Oh, Good!
..George.

A velociraptor, Miss. That's from
Jurassic Park, isn't it? Yes, Miss.

I'm not sure about that,
but maybe, yeah.

Any others? ..Yes?

A Tyrannosaurus Rex, Miss.

Right.

Hands up for any animals
NOT featured in Jurassic Park.

Like a lion, for instance.

Football hooligan, Miss. Sorry?

My dad says they are ALL animals.
What about birds? Any birds?

Samantha Fox, Miss.

My dad says she's the
sexiest bird in the hole world,

and he'd like to give her one, Miss.

Mine too.
And mine.

My dad would like to give you one,
Miss! George! Shush!

Who is your dad?

It's open!

Hello, Vicar. Hello, Hugo.

How's the window design going?
I've some animal suggestions.

-Certainly. I'm just about to
watch the news, but sit down.

Oh, yes, frightfully important
the news. Must know what's going on.

Don't want Maggie Thatcher resigning
and me never getting wind of it.

You ARE joking, Hugo?
Of course. Hugo...

She'll never resign. They'll have to
stab her in the back. ..Here we go.

"Another Colombian earthquake. Some
of the pictures may cause distress."

'It's hard to believe that things
could be worse than last time,

'but this line of bodies pulled out
of a school tells its own tale.

'Little Maria has lost her sister.'

I'm sorry, Hugo.

God, how embarrassing!
I'm such a cry-baby.

I cry at anything and everything.

Oh, don't mind me.
I'm the most frightful blubber too.

At school they called me
"Blubber-box".

That and
"Farty-pants".

This is just dreadful, isn't it?

Just wish one could help more,
with this sort of things.

I gave money to Band Aid,
and all that.

Bob Hope - excellent bloke.

Look, I'll leave you to it.

I vote for a velociraptor.
Fine specimens.

Thanks.
A much valued contribution!

Live long and prosper! OK.

"For donations to the appeal, you'll
be given the address

to write to
at the end of this bulletin."

Someone told me it's to be set
in Jurassic Park.

-That was very exciting!

I was told....,
on the underground grapevine,

that the female figure
is modelled ..on Samantha Fox.

O-h-h. That'll be nice.

Will she be topless?

I suppose she may be.
Anything to save money. Mmm.

Mmm
- seven o'clock.

Right. ..Well,
here it goes!

Ladies and gentlemen, welcome.

And we're very lucky to have with us
today our wonderful benefactor,

who gave us the remaining �10,000
for our window.

He's very kindly said that,
any money we didn't spend,

we can send to the
earthquake appeal.

Bravo! Jolly decent!

Yes!

So, the moment has arrived.

Daniel,
if you'd like to unveil it.

Certainly. But first I'd like to
congratulate you on your new vicar.

I'm a man from whom it's difficult
to extract money. Hear! hear!

My wallet has a burglar alarm on it.

So, now I am delighted
to unveil the new window

of the Church of St Barnabus, Dibley.

You can see right through it.

Lovely sunset.
Bugger me!

It's turned into rather
a nice evening, hasn't it..!

It's beautiful. How much did it cost?
About �500.

Nice work, Spock.

Well, I felt that if I spent
THE HOLE �11,000 on the window,

every time I looked at it all I'd
see is those earthquake children.

What do you think of it, David?

Very beautiful! I've always thought
it the finest view in the village.

Good decision. Bloody marvellous!

When it comes to it, you can't beat
God's own creation, can you?

Sorry we lost Noah. Nooo...,
in my opinion Noah was a complete prick

Oh..! Why is it?
Here's a bloke,

that have the perfect opportunity
to vipe out all blody useless

animals in the world, lice, moths, lupus,
hamsters and what does he do....

Takes the hole lot
....Yep.

Mrs C, did you like the window?
Oh, yes!

The sales of the turnip biscuits
were a little disappointing.

But you use the 13p for whatever
you think fit, my dear. Bless you.

Oh, pity!
That's another �1,000, I'm afraid.

Good news, all - the Christmas
outing's on again! Thanks to Daniel.

Right, I've got one for you, today.
O-Oh, fab!

It's very funny...
Knock, knock.

Who's there? Ronnie. Ronnie who?

Ronnie Barker.

It would be funny if Ronnie Barker
came to your door, wouldn't it?

Ye-es, I'm not quite sure that
you know how these jokes work.

I've a better one.
-Right.

Knock, knock.
Who's there?

Billy. Billy Connolly, would it be?

Ye-e-es!

You've heard it!
It's funny Isn't it?

Not really, No.

I've got hundreds more.
..Knock, knock.

Who the hell is it this time?
Groucho.

It's going to be
a very long night, isn't it.