Midsomer Murders1997

[first lines]

Steve Bright:
Cheese!

Lionel Bell:
Get out of the way; I'm trying to photograph this tree.

Steve Bright:
So am I, so you'll just have to wait.

[snaps a shot]

Steve Bright:
Oh yes, got a real cracker here, Lionel. One for the annual exhibition, I reckon. Your heap of junk hasn't got a prayer up against this baby.

Lionel Bell:
Get out of my way!

Steve Bright:
God, I'd love to give you a good thumping.

Lionel Bell:
Help yourself. Why don't you finish me off while you're about it! After all, you're the one who ruined my life, aren't you?

Steve Bright:
Don't be pathetic.

Lionel Bell:
Well, you can forget about the annual exhibition. The committee has decided not to accept digital images this year.

Steve Bright:
What? What!