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Mrs Hawkins.
- Mrs Parker.
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Is it possible to have a word with you,
privately?
:40:10
It's about
the flower arranging committee.
:40:14
It has taken a turn for the worse.
I have never in all my life,
:40:18
I have never, never...
- Mrs Parker,
:40:22
the Reverend is practising his sermon.
:40:26
Ah, yes,
I have a convention coming up.
:40:31
I see.
:40:35
Very well.
:40:38
Goodbye, Mrs Parker.
:40:41
Oh, dear. I hope that didn't...
- Of course not.
:40:45
For goodness sake, you are a busy man,
Vicar, people should realize that.
:40:50
Right.
:40:53
Yes.
:40:55
Now.
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About your sermon.
:41:00
Yes?
:41:04
Do you like jokes?
:41:09
Jokes?
:41:32
So you see, God is very tired
and he say to St. Peter:
:41:36
"Look, Peter... Petey," he says,
:41:40
"I'm absolutely exhausted.
I need a holiday, I really do.
:41:44
Is there anywhere you can suggest?"
So,
:41:48
St. Peter thinks for a bit,
and then he says: "Well I know,"
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he says, "what about the moon?"
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And God said: "No, I don't think so.
Not the moon, there's no atmosphere."