Auf Wiedersehen, Pet, Series 1

Oz:
It's ten to six, yer kna.

Barry:
Yes. Yes, it is, yes, Oz.

Oz:
Yeah, but he was supposed to be here at two o'clock!

Barry:
Well, maybe his car broke down.

Oz:
It's not reet!

Magowan:
Well I can think of better things to do than hang around here on a Friday night freezin' me nuts off.

[Dagmar and Ulrich exit the office, their working day done.]

Ulrich:
Wiedersehen, Dagmar. Oh, schönes Wochenende. (Goodbye, Dagmar. Have a nice weekend.) [Some of the workers wolf whistle and make suggestive noises at Dagmar as she walks past. Ulrich approaches Oz] What's this? Some kind of British protest meeting?

Oz:
We want wor wages, don't wa?

Ulrich:
It is not my responsibility, it's the agent who pays you.

Oz:
We know that, we know that, we just don't know where he is, man.

Ulrich:
This is your business, it is not mine.

Oz:
Oh well that's alright, but if we don't get paid, we just don't come to work next week, alreet?

Ulrich:
Well, then I send for more out-of-work Engländers. [He gets in his car.]

Barry:
We'll get no joy out of him, y'know. [Ulrich drives away, but not before Magowan furiously slams his hand on the roof of the car.]