Now, Jack, where are we gonna send you, huh? Jack, wake up!
Bishop, I wouldn't do that!
You shut up. Jack! Wake up!
Father Jack
[Suddenly, Jack opened his right eye, revealing his cataracted eye before violently punches Bishop Brennan in the face] FECK OFF!
(Now shocked and angry, along with a severe nosebleed in his nostrils) I got you all, Jack! I got you! Oh, my God! If you think this place is bad, wait ‘til you see your new parish! JUST WAIT UNTIL YOU SEE!!! (He storms off)
[quoting The Dead] "It's beginning to snow again. The flakes, silver and dark, are falling obliquely against the lamplight. It's probably falling all over the island; on the central plain, on the treeless hills, falling softly upon the graveyards, upon the crosses and headstones, upon all the living and the dead..."
Father Jack
SHUT THE FECK UP!
We run the gas off the electricity and the electricity off the gas and we save two hundred pounds a year, but then a few weeks later ah god, I'll never forget it now, we got a new boiler..."
Are you alright there Fathers?
Father Jack
HELP ME!!!
Ah hello Ted, I was just telling Father Jack about the thing there last year, how did you fare with yours?
Er I don't know what you're....
Because you know they have no morals and no respect for human life. But what they do have and no-one can deny this now, they have the finest collection of boilers in the world! And I include Canada in that!
(to Father Purcell) Actually I'd just like to borrow Father Jack for a moment...
Father Jack
Thank CHRIST!
Ah God, I remember the first time I saw that boiler now, beautiful!
Father Jack, where did you get the air freshener?
Father Jack
CAR!
Father Jack
Drived the car!
Not the new car! Tell me the truth, Father, have you been drinking?
Father Jack
(looks at the half-empty bottle of whisky he's holding and thinks for a moment) YES!
Tell me from the beginning. Where did you drive?
Father Jack
Shops! Drink! Corner! Shops! Got out! TRUCK!
Father Jack
(smashing two empty cans of lager together) TWO trucks!!!
Let's take a look. See if there's anything we can salvage.
Dougal, Purcell's the most boring priest in the world. He was working in Nigeria a few years ago, and he woke up one morning to find everyone in the village had had enough of him and gone off in a big boat. It sank after about a mile and they were eaten by crocodiles. [cut to Father Jack trapped in a store cupboard with Father Purcell, becoming more frantic and irate]
We run the gas off the electricity and the electricity off the gas and we save two hundred pounds a year, but then a few weeks later ah god, I'll never forget it now, we got a new boiler ... [Ted opens the door]
Are you alright there, Fathers?
Father Jack
HELP ME!!!
Ah hello Ted, I was just telling Father Jack about the thing there last year, how did you fare with yours?
Er I don't know what you're....
Because you know they have no morals and no respect for human life. But what they do have and no-one can deny this now, they have the finest collection of boilers in the world! And I include Canada in that! [Ted has to prevent Jack punching an oblivious Purcell]
[to Father Purcell] Actually I'd just like to borrow Father Jack for a moment...
Father Jack
Thank CHRIST! [Jack quickly leaves and locks Ted in his place]
Ah God, I remember the first time I saw that boiler now, beautiful!
Would you like a ticket, Father?
Did you get those specially? You can buy them down the shop. Any number you like - ah, one, seven, 20, 112.
All the way up to 409, I think it is. If you want more, they send off for them. They come back in an envelope. Normal kind of thing. Rectangular, four corners, you know. That's the way I like them anyway, the old envelopes. No round envelopes for me! No way, Jose.
(Father Ted is standing in front of a sitting Father Jack, with a board between them)
Right, father, now we're going to have a little elocution lesson.
Father Jack
Drink! (throws can of beer)
Now, father, you can't be saying that all the time when the bishops come here.
Father Jack
Feck!
No, you can't say that either.
Father Jack
Girls!
Look father, just let's go back to "drink" for the moment.
Father Jack
Drink!
Right, now I want you to have a look at this.
(Ted turns a page on the board, with the words "That would be an ecumenical matter" and “Yes” written on it)
Have a go at the first one here... "That". (points to word)
Father Jack
(concentrating) Drink!
Father Jack
(trying hard) Drink!
Now come on, father, concentrate. "That".
Father Jack
Drink!
Father Jack
Drink!
Father Jack
Drink!
(this continues a few more times)
Now come on now father! I know you can do it! There'll be a little drink in it for you if you do it.
Father Jack
Drink?
Yes I promise. Now come on, try again. "That".
Father Jack
(trying very very hard). Th.. th... th... h.... Drink!
Come on now father you almost had it! "That".
Father Jack
Th.. th... th... h.... That!
Father Jack
That!
Brilliant, Father! Let's keep it going here, and the next one, "That would"
Father Jack
That... W.... W... W...
Father Jack
W... W... Drink!
(Jack collapses back into chair in despair, while Ted smashes the board away in frustration)
[Ted is attempting to place some bottles of wine in a bag without waking Jack. The bottles clink together. Jack wakes up.]
Father Jack
Drink!
No Father, it's just fizzy water.
Father Jack
Jacob's Creek chardonnay 1991!
You can tell just by the sound?
You know the way he's got big floppy ears flopping all over the place?
Why don't we call him Father Jack Hackett?
Father Jack
What?
Oh, nothing, Father. Dougal's decided to name his new pet rabbit after you.
Father Jack
What?
Dougal this is far too confusing! Can you not come up with a better name?
Ah Ted I've got used to calling him Father Jack now! Can we not call Jack something else?
[exasperated] Flipper! Flipper the Priest!
Father Jack
Yes!
I think Father Jack wants a drink.
Father Jack
Yes!
Right, get him some water.
Father Jack
Water? Feck!
Wait, I got one! You see the way he's got big floppy ears flopping all over the place?
Why don't we call him Father Jack Hackett?
[sarcastically] Perfect! Father Jack it is!
Father Jack
What?
Ah, nothing, Father. Dougal names his new pet rabbit after you.
Father Jack
What?
Are you all right, Father Jack?
Father Jack
What?
He’s not talking to you, Father, he’s talking to the rabbit.
Father Jack
What?!
I think Father Jack wants a drink.
Father Jack
[gleeful] Drink! Drink!
Maybe we could give him water.
Father Jack
Water!? Feck!
Dougal, this is getting far too confusing!
Ah Ted I've got used to calling him Father Jack! Can we not call Father Jack something else?
[exasperated] Great! What'll we call him?! Flipper! Flipper the Priest!
Father Jack
Yes!
No, Dougal. This is not going to work.