- Father Charles Clement Duddleswell: [to Dr. Daley] I remember when I complained of insomnia to you, you told me not to lose any sleep over it.
- [Father D awakens to find a figure dressed in black looming near his bed]
- Father Charles Clement Duddleswell: Who're you? What're you doin' here?
- Fireman: Fire brigade, sir.
- Father Charles Clement Duddleswell: The fire brigade? Oh, thank God for that. I thought you were the Angel o' Death.
- Father Charles Clement Duddleswell: That pie's a bit like Mother Stephen herself, you know: crusty on the outside, but on the inside - hard and lumpy.
- Father Abe: Listen, sinners, we're runnin' late. Father Boyd will hear those with very serious sins tonight. Those with only little sins can come back tomorrow.
- Father Charles Clement Duddleswell: [discomforted by Mrs. Pring's hot water bottle] This is much too hot.
- Mrs Pring: Oh, you might as well get used to the heat before you die.
- [Father Boyd and Mother Stephen find themselves trapped together in the church]
- Father Neil Boyd: ALL the doors are locked.
- Mother Stephen: Oh, sugar!
- Father Neil Boyd: We might have to stay here all night.
- Mother Stephen: I am not staying ANYWHERE all night with a curate.
- Father Neil Boyd: You're right, Mother. It'd RUIN my reputation.
- Mother Stephen: Help! Help! Help!
- Father Neil Boyd: I haven't laid a finger on you yet, Mother.
- Mother Stephen: You saucy young man!