Kicking Bishop Brennan Up The Arse - Plot

Plot

Ted is extremely worried about the forfeit that Dick Byrne has set him, and is convinced that Bishop Brennan will send him to a parish much wose than Craggy Island after he kicks him "up the arse". Dick has insisted that Father Dougal take a photograph as proof; he also calls Brennan, saying that a likeness of him has miraculously appeared in the skirting board of the Craggy Island parochial house, so the bishop arranges to visit Ted as soon as possible.

After Ted stays up worrying all night, he and Dougal are surprised by the early arrival of Bishop Brennan and his assistant Father Jessup, "the most sarcastic priest in Ireland". When they go to look at the image, Ted cannot bring himself to carry out the forfeit and hurls himself out of a window. Father Jack locks Father Jessup in his underpants hamper, and Mrs Doyle misinterprets his sarcasm and does not free him.

Ted eventually manages to perform the forfeit, acting on Dougal's suggestion to kick Bishop Brennan and act as if nothing had happened. Bishop Brennan is shocked into a catatonic state that lasts well beyond the duration of his visit. In the meantime, Ted gets drunk and orders Dougal to have several copies of the photograph made.

Brennan snaps out of his stupor just as he is due to greet the Pope in the Vatican, and flies back to Craggy Island in extreme anger. Despite Brennan's rage, Ted eventually manages to convince him that he did not do it. On his way out, however, Brennan sees a massive version of the photograph that Dougal had made, and gets his revenge on Crilly by booting him across a field.

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