Auf Wiedersehen, Pet, Series 1

[Leaving the bar, the lads start to make their way to Oz's car.]

Neville:
Hey, why'd you have to give that German fella money anyway, Dennis?

Dennis:
Well, he got us the job, man. See, that's like his backhander, yer kna.

[A young lad in a red jacket with raven black hair with blue streaks, his bags, a spirit level and a Cockney accent exits the railway station]

Wayne:
Oy, oy! What's the word, then, eh?

Dennis:
Eh? What's the what then?

Wayne:
How's it going?

Dennis:
All right. [They walk off, but the man follows them to the car.]

Wayne:
You said you were off to, er, Düsseldorf, is that right?

Oz:
Er... might be. [They open the car doors.]

Wayne:
Got a car, then?

Dennis:
Nah, only this.

Oz:
Hey, hey!

Wayne:
Hey, any chance of a lift, like?

Dennis:
I'm afraid not, son. See, we've got all wor gear an' there's the three of us, like.

Wayne:
Yeah, yeah. Thanks. Do the same for you sometime, right(?) [Walks off, annoyed.]

Oz:
Spurs. You can tell, man.