(trying to stall Bishop Brennan after he had thrown himself into the stairs) I'm all right, Bishop. I'm fine now, thanks. Phew! (laughs uneasily)
Father Dougal
(shouting up the stairs) Ted, did Len find the rabbits?
Look, I'd better tell you...
Did he call me Len again? (shouting down the stairs) You address me by my proper title, you little bollocks!
Father Dougal
Sorry, Bishop Len Brennan!
(Father Dougal is reading a Music magazine. Niamh Connolly is on the front cover wearing boxing gloves)
(seeing magazine cover) There she is again. She's all over the place.
(Ted looks closer at the magazine cover. A closeup of the boxing gloves reveals the words "Clit Power")
"Clit Power". What does that mean?
Father Dougal
Don't know.
I knew a Father Clint Power. Maybe she's having a go at him?
(Niamh Connolly is being interviewed on TV again)
Craggy Island. Yeah. Craggy Island's the place for me.
(Ted and Dougal are watching the TV in shock)
I see it as being a safe haven for those who wish to escape the hypocrisy of the mainland.
I wish to create a world free from sexual and religious intolerance
(Ted switches TV off)
Right! Basically we have to stand our ground. If she's on the island I'm bound to bump into her. I'll just tell her the people of Craggy island will NOT stand for a world free of sexual and religious intolerance!
Father Dougal
(animated in his agreement) No Way! Jose!
Father Dougal
You all right there? How's your bra?
Father Dougal
Your bra! Is it comfortable? Do you have a bra?
(Niamh shakes her head in disapproval)
Father Dougal
It's not too tight, is it? 'Cause you can loosen it if you want. Take it off, sure, go on.
(Niamh looks uncomfortable)
Father Dougal
Or would you like some tea? I'll tell you what, I'll make the tea and you take your bra off. [gets up]
Sister Assumpta, you know we really are only up for the basic booze, fags and rollerblading deal. I mean, the getting up early thing is great but- This is water.
....Alright, alright, having a bit of a laugh with the big thickos from the island. Where's our real breakfast?
Father Dougal
Ted, I'd love a pop-tart.
Yes, Father Dougal likes his pop tarts first thing in the morning.
I really don't think pop tarts have any place in our Lord's plan for the world.
I think they have as much a place as anything else. Maybe our Lord doesn't take a personal interest in them but I'm sure He delegates them to someone almost as important.
Father Dougal
What about....Frosties?
Again, same thing: He might not have come up with the idea but He'd be the one who'd give them the green light.
Father Dougal
Oh right. But if you take something like, say, Sugar Puffs, now or Lucky Charms-
FATHERS, COULD YOU PLEASE- Could you please stop having that conversation, finish your breakfast and come outside for your daily punishment.
(Their Lenten vows have been hard to keep, so Ted is on the phone to get help)
(speaking to Dougal) One day! You think we could go one day without giving in to temptation. (Ted speaks into phone) Hello? Hello? (speaks to Dougal again) God almighty, when I think of the sacrifices that Matty Hyslop made...
Father Dougal
Who?
Matty Hyslop. He was a notorious drunkard who found God and then decided to punish himself for his sins. Oh he used to do all kinds of things. Like he had this terrible allergic reaction to cats, so instead of avoiding them, he used to carry a kitten in his pocket. He'd sniff it from time to time. His head just inflated like a balloon.
Father Dougal
Fair play to him.
I mean Dougal could you not knock the rollerblading on the head for a couple of weeks?
Father Dougal
(upset at himself) I know, I know Ted. I used to be happy enough with the old bike, you know. I used to get a great buzz just going down to the shops. But after a while it just wasn't enough! I just kept going for bigger and bigger thrills! But I could handle it Ted, I could quit any time I want.
Well you tried to quit yesterday and you couldn't!
Father Dougal
(breaks down) You're right Ted. I admit it! I have a problem!
(Dougal falls to the floor at Ted's feet)
(The Matty Hyslop group have sent a nun around to help them keep their Lenten vows)
Hello there. (Ted realises who it is) Ah! Sister Assumpta!
(shakes Ted's hand) Hello Father!
Dougal! Do you remember Sister Assumpta?
(pause)
Father Dougal
Ah no.
She was here last year. And then we stayed with her in the convent back in Kildare. Do you remember it?
(Dougal shakes his head. No)
Ah you do! And then you were hit by the car when you went down to the shops for the paper.
(Dougal shakes his head)
You must remember all that! And then you won a hundred pounds with your lottery card? Ah you must remember it Dougal!
(Assumpta and Ted look eagerly at Dougal, who continues to be confused and not remember)
And when you were accidentally arrested for shoplifting? I remember we had to go down to the police station to get you!
(pause)
And the police station went on fire? And you had to be rescued by helicopter?
(Dougal shakes his head)
Do you remember? You can't remember any of that?
(Dougal shakes his head)
The helicopter! When you fell out of the helicopter! Over the zoo! Do you remember the tigers? You don't remember?
(Dougal shakes his head)
You were wearing your blue jumper.
Father Dougal
(suddenly remembers) Ahhhh! Sister Assumpta! (shakes her hand)
(having had enough of Sister Assumpta's methods, Ted and Dougal plan to escape)
I'll leave her a note saying we've gone to a funeral or something.
Father Dougal
Or... an autopsy! Why don't we say we had to go to an autopsy instead! That'd be more exciting!
FKFather Ken Dillon
We're looking at the sports day.
Lots of young fellas running around in shorts? That's the kind of thing you like looking at. (Turns to Father Shanahan) And I'll bet you like that too. You're probably imagining what they'd look like without shorts. You're sitting there, imagining that, with a big smile on your face. Ya dirty fecker!
Father Stack, if you're trying to embarass us, you're not succeeding.
FRFather Rory Shanahan
Well I have to say, I think that you're a very rude man.
If you ever say that to me again, I'll put your head through the wall.
(Door swings open, sound of beer cans being kicked. Dougal is very obviously drunk)
Dougal, where did you go to?
Dougal
Ted, how are ya!
(Dougal hugs Ted, Ted resists) Dougal, what the...
Dougal
Guess what, Ted?
Dougal
(confused) What?
Dougal! Have you been drinking?
Dougal
I have, Ted! I've been drinking like a mad eejit! No, no, oh wait! (gives a drawn-out wink to Father Stack) No I haven't!
Dougal, I'm ashamed of you.
Dougal
(shakes Ted) Ted, Ted, Teddy, Ted, Ted. Come here Teddy, Teddy, Ted, Ted, you're my best friend. God I love being a priest. We're all going to heaven lads, waheyy.
Perhaps I should explain, your little friend and I were enjoying ourselves with a bottle of whiskey I found upstairs.
Oh, well, that is the last straw.
Dougal
I'm driving! I'm driving home, I'm perfectly capable... (passes out. Fintan picks up the car keys)
Oh, by the way. I got the keys to your car, and I drove it into a big wall. If you don't like it, tough! (uses key to clean out his ear) I had my fun, and that's all that matters.
Dougal
I can see up your trousers, Ted!
Right, well that's it. I thought giving alcohol to Dougal was the last straw, but I was obviously wrong as this is definitely the last bit of straw left in the thing. Basically what I'm saying is... there's no more straw left!
FSFather Shanahan
Ted, it's getting a little late.
FDFather Dillon
Yes, I really think we should go.
No, you don't have to go.
FSFather Shanahan
I think we should.
(leers at the two priests as they exit) Woooh! Bye girls, pair of wankers.
Oh right, that's it. Come on Dougall, I think we've had quite enough of Father Stack's company for one evening.
Dougal
To the pub, Ted.
Dougal
(Excitedly) Ted, Ted, would you like a peanut?
You woke me up to offer me a peanut? God, Dougal. Let's get back to sleep.
(Ted falls asleep and starts dreaming again. He is running terrified down a hill, being chased by giant peanuts.)
Dougal
God, I can't wait to see what's under tomorrow's window. I bet it's a donkey or something.
Really? So, you've changed from your initial prediction of... what was it again? "Ruud Gullit sitting on a shed." God, Dougal, where do you get these ideas from? I bet it's just a lovely angel. What do you think's under tomorrow's window, Father?
A pair of feckin' women's knickers!
Yes, Father, Yes! Message understood.
Who's got the most boring voice?
Of the lot of us, who's got the most boring voice?
FFitzgerald
(extremely dull voice) That'd be me, Ted...
Right, now, listen to me--
FFitzgerald
I have an awful dreary monotonous voice, God help me...
RReilly
(loud stage voice) Ted! Were you asking for a dramatic, exciting voice?
FFitzgerald
No. He said boring. He wanted a boring voice.
RReilly
In that case, you must excuse me for my impetuous interruption!
Listen! This is what we're going to do...
Dougal
(to Father Terry) What's going on?
TTerry
I think Ted has a plan.
Dougal
No, I mean in general.
TTerry
Well, he's going to get us out of the lingerie section.
FFitzgerald
(speaking into intercom, boring voice) Ladies and gentlemen, could you please bring your purchases to the checkout as the store is about to close. Hurry up. Come on, hurry up, will ye...
(customers begin to walk towards the gathered priests)
(grabbing the microphone) Not that way, for feck's sake, the other way!
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