Last of the Summer Wine1973

[first lines]

Tom:
Heh-hee-hee. That's what I call a trolley.

Wesley:
Probably the finest trolley in captivity.

Smiler:
Huh. That's because you made it.

Wesley:
That's because I'm encouraging you to like it. Because I've decided that you ought to road-test it.

Smiler:
Eh? If everybody's in love with this trolley, how comes I'm the one who's got to ride it?

Wesley:
You've got the legs for it. I noticed instantly.

Tom:
Come on, Smiler. It'll put some sparkle back into your life.

Smiler:
What makes you think I haven't got sparkle?

Wesley:
A wild guess.

Tom:
Sparkle? You need a jump start! Think on it; you've lost your taste for simple pleasures.

Smiler:
What's simple about risking your life in that?

Wesley:
Almost no risk. Really.

Tom:
One time of day you'd have been thrilled to bits to risk your life in this. It's time you recaptured the thrill of things, rediscovered your childlike joy.