Auf Wiedersehen, Pet, Series 1

Barry:
All right, Wayne?

Wayne:
I might be, son. Look. [Points to a teenage girl at the gate of the site looking in. She looks about sixteen years old.]

Barry:
Oh, I see. Yeah. While we ordinary mortals have to put up with a cup of coffee and a bar of Toblerone, Wayne's idea of tiffin is entirely different.

Wayne:
Yeah, well, son. She's been hanging around for half an hour, so she must want something, eh?

Barry:
I've never heard of rock groupies, Wayne, but never cement groupies.

Wayne:
Yeah, Barry. I'll use that as my opening line. [Walks towards the girl]

Barry:
I wonder if you can grow bromide.