The Vicar of Dibley (TV Series)

Community Spirit (1994)

James Fleet: Hugo Horton

Photos 

Quotes 

• [last lines] 

  Hugo Horton : Lightning doesn't strike twice in the same place.

  Jim Trott : No no no no no, it does.

  Hugo Horton : Does it?

  Jim Trott : Oh yes, my father was struck twice by lightning.

  Hugo Horton : Good Lord! How did he feel afterwards?

  Jim Trott : Heavy. We buried him the next day.

• David Horton : This is intolerable!

  [Enters the church hall where everyone is still working on preparations for the fete] 

  David Horton : Isn't it time you all went to bed?

  Alice Tinker : It's a last minute idea I had. We're having a fashion parade at the end of the fete, and people have to come as characters from Elton John's songs.

  Geraldine Granger : Oh, look at Mrs C!

  [Mrs Cropley is wearing an evening dress and a curly blonde wig] 

  David Horton : Ah, Mrs Cropley! Am I mistaken, or did Mr John write a song about Danny La Rue?

  Letitia Cropley : No - Marilyn Monroe. "It seemed to him, she lived her life like a candle in the wind, ever knowing who to cling to when the rain set in."

  Geraldine Granger : I think you'll find David, that Jim is our star turn. Come in, Jim Trott!

  [Jim enters wearing jeans and a Union Jack tank top with a bald wig] 

  Jim Trott : [In a thug voice]  A skinhead!

  [singing while putting up his fists] 

  Jim Trott : Saturday night's alright for fighting!

  David Horton : [Unimpressed]  Yes, well. Much as I'd like to dress up like someone who's had their brain surgically removed Vicar, I think you'll find that myself and Hugo will not have the time to join in this particular piece of high class entertainment!

  Geraldine Granger : Hugo!

  [Hugo skips into the room wearing a blue and white gingham pinafore dress with a white blouse and a wig with bunches and gives a twirl] 

  Hugo Horton : Get it? I-I'm Dorothy. Wizard of Oz. "Goodbye Yellow Brick Road." I-I borrowed one of Alice's dresses.

  [His smile fades as David glares at him with arms folded] 

  Hugo Horton : Sorry, Father.

  [Puts his hands to his chest]