New Tricks2003

[last lines]

Wilson:
Look, what do you say we call a truce, eh? No more practical jokes.

Gerry Standing:
Yeah, all right.

Wilson:
[laughs] That locker. Very funny.

Gerry Standing:
Yeah, I thought so.

Wilson:
Yeah. Me too. It wasn't my locker.

[Wilson leaves to join a table]

Barmaid:
What can I get you?

Gerry Standing:
Oh, um, a glass of... no, um, a bottle of dry white wine, two treble malt whiskeys with lots of ice, a pint of mineral water, and give us four of those big cigars, and bung in some crisps and nuts and stuff. I, I've got a card behind the bar. Wilson.

Barmaid:
Do you want any cash back?

Gerry Standing:
[looks over at Wilson and waves] Yeah, give us fifty quid.