The Vicar of Dibley (TV Series)
Summer (2000)
Dawn French: Geraldine Granger
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Quotes
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Jim Trott : I was so excited, I made love to a Swedish journalist.
Geraldine Granger : We know, Jim. We were chained to you at the time.
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Owen Newitt : [brainstorming on how to save Dibley from being replaced by a reservoir] I've had another superb idea, Vicar... With this one there's an absolute minimum of sickening violence... We get Dibley classified as a site of natural environmental importance.
Geraldine Granger : [sceptical] Right, how do we do that?
Owen Newitt : We find a species of animal that isn't found anywhere else in the world.
Geraldine Granger : I think finding a new animal in Dibley is about as likely as finding intellectual life on Ibiza.
Owen Newitt : That's just where you're wrong, Vicar. Dibley could be, for instance, the only place on earth with a genuine, 3-legged cow.
Geraldine Granger : [amazed] You've managed to breed a 3-legged cow?
Owen Newitt : I'm very close. I've got a 4-legged cow and a sharp axe. That's where the small amount of sickening violence comes in.
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Jim Trott : [the Parish Council is discussing possibilities for the town's millennium statue] My great, great, great, great, great grandfather, he was a famous man.
Geraldine Granger : Really, Jim.
Jim Trott : Oh, yes. He sailed the seven seas in search of gold and treasure.
Geraldine Granger : Wow. What did he bring back?
Jim Trott : Typhus.
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David Horton : Any ideas for the millennium statue?
Geraldine Granger : Ooh, goodie, I've been looking forward to this. Glorious Dibley in all her glorious glory. Who's gonna go first?
Owen Newitt : Ah, me. When you said famous people from Dibley's past, does that include murderers?
Geraldine Granger : Well, I'd rather it wasn't a murderer, if that's all right with you, Owen.
Owen Newitt : Right. Well, that's my family out, then.
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Geraldine Granger : There is now no animal left on Owen's farm with the correct number of legs.
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Jim Trott : If you'd like me to take over for a bit, you only have to say the word.
Geraldine Granger : Oh, that's very sweet of you, Jim. But no thank you. I'm determined to see this out till the press get here, even if it takes a week.
Jim Trott : You wouldn't like just to go to the loo?
Geraldine Granger : No thanks.
Alice Horton : Look, she's amazing. She must have a bladder the size of Lake Titicaca. Not like me. My Mum only has to go "Tinker, Tinker" or
[hisses]
Alice Horton : or
[whistles]
Alice Horton : and I'm absolutely bursting!
[Geraldine fidgets uncomfortably]
Geraldine Granger : Actually, sorry Jim, do you think you *could* take over?
[Alice shuffles away, clutching a hand to her crotch]
Geraldine Granger : You've got a key, haven't you?
[Jim rummages in his pockets for a key]
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[Most of the parishioners are now chained to the church with the vicar, including baby Geraldine in her bouncer]
David Horton : Still here, eh?
Geraldine Granger : Yes. Still standing firm, despite what you think!
David Horton : I think, in the end, it's not a bad idea.
[Unzips his jacket to reveal a 'SAVE DIBLEY' t shirt]
David Horton : Chain me up, Scotty!
[Takes out two pairs of handcuffs from his pockets. The others cheer]
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[the protesters have just finished singing You'll Never Walk Alone]
Geraldine Granger : Right. Your turn next, Frank. Only 6 hours to go before dawn, so make it a good 'un!
Frank Pickle : I've got just the thing.
[sings]
Frank Pickle : 100,000 green bottles, hanging on the wall; 100,000 green...
[the others join in]
Geraldine Granger , Frank Pickle , Jim Trott , Hugo Horton , David Horton : [singing] ... bottles hanging on the wall; And if one green bottle should accidentally fall; There'll be 99,999 green bottles hanging on the wall.
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Jim Trott : [Bringing in a clipboard with a petition] I've got 500 this afternoon.
Geraldine Granger : That's fantastic! All opposed to the reservoir?
Jim Trott : No no no no, they didn't give a toss for the reservoir, but I asked them to sign if they thought that Claudia Schiffer should get her tits out more often.
Geraldine Granger : Right.
[Looks through the signatures]
Geraldine Granger : I see you've managed to sign it 10 times, Owen.
Owen Newitt : It's a cause I feel very passionately about.
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David Horton : Vicar, much as I applaud your efforts, I fear we have to accept the compensation the water company offer us, however derisory that is.
[Geraldine sighs]
Hugo Horton : Oh, I thought they offered you 4 million pounds?
Jim Trott , Frank Pickle , Owen Newitt : [Shocked] What?
David Horton : Yes, well... um... do you think I'm happy about that?
Hugo Horton : Well... you were dancing around the rose garden singing.
David Horton : [Warningly] Hugo.
Hugo Horton : [singing and dancing] Money money money; Must be funny...
Owen Newitt : You treacherous git! You'd sacrifice this village for your own personal greed - have you no respect for tradition?
Geraldine Granger : Well said, Owen!
Owen Newitt : For centuries my family's been massacring deer, staging cockfights and gassing foxes in this valley, and we don't intend stopping now!
Geraldine Granger : *Less* well said, Owen!
David Horton : [Showing Owen a notebook] Incidentally, this is what you'd be getting for your farm, by the way.
[Owen's eyes widen]
Owen Newitt : [sings and dances] Who wants to be a millionaire?
[High pitched]
Owen Newitt : I do!
[Speaking]
Owen Newitt : You're right, Dave - Dibley's a dump!
Geraldine Granger : Oh, for goodness sakes, Owen! There are people here who don't own their own properties.
[Indicates Jim and Frank]
Geraldine Granger : You know, they won't get any compensation at all.
Owen Newitt : Well, sod 'em! *Now* will you sleep with me? I can pay you big time, babe!
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Alice Horton : It's the water company - they got your letter.
Geraldine Granger : Hope it wasn't too rude.
Alice Horton : They thought you'd like to know there's only one D in 'pederast'. And they're not sure that 'knob guzzler' is a real word.
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David Horton : You'll all be pleased to know that I have written a very strongly worded letter to the Chairman of the water company.
Geraldine Granger : Oh bravo, mein Führer! What does it say?
David Horton : Well, hold on to your hats. "Dear Sir Michael, Dibley has now been without water for a *fortnight*. Which is clearly... well, pretty well... you know, less than satisfactory."
Geraldine Granger : Is that it?
David Horton : That is pretty strong stuff to a Knight of the Realm!
Geraldine Granger : Well, luckily I've written my *own* rather strongly worded letter to the Chairman.
David Horton : *How* strongly worded?
Geraldine Granger : Well, you'll see. "Dear Sir Useless Baboon's Bottom, I think you should know that down our way, you're about as popular as Judas Escariot at a Discipline Reunion."
David Horton : And you think we should send that instead?
Geraldine Granger : [Nods] Mmm. Just as soon as I've checked if there's a hyphen in 'dickhead', yeah.
David Horton : Well, I'm afraid you'll be outvoted. Who thinks that we should resort to counterproductive pointless personal abuse?
[All the others raise their hands]
Jim Trott : Absolutely!
David Horton : [sighs] Oh, very well - be it on your own heads!
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[At a Council meeting, everyone is looking unkempt due to not having been able to wash or shave because of the drought]
David Horton : We'll try to keep this meeting short as the smell really is intolerable.
Geraldine Granger : [Fanning herself] Has one of us actually died and not realised?
Jim Trott : I-I like having a beard. You keep finding bits of dinner in it. I-I can make a meal last an entire evening.
[Picks something out of his beard]
Jim Trott : Delicious... interestimg combinations.
[Eats it]
Jim Trott : Rhubarb... and grilled fish.
[Owen enters]
Owen Newitt : Sorry I'm late. I made the mistake of going in my toilet this morning and it hasn't been flushed for ten days. I've only just regained consciousness.
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David Horton : As we all know, we've all been experiencing very hot weather.
Jim Trott : I have taken to sleeping in the nude.
Geraldine Granger : On the village green. we know, Jim, as do the police.