Auf Wiedersehen, Pet, Series 1

Moxey:
What's in the paper, then?

Wayne:
[Reading a paper.] Nothing that's gonna change the course of history, son. It's the music press, innit?

Moxey:
Oh. [Walks over to Wayne] You're really into that, aren't you? [Sits next to Wayne]

Wayne:
Music's my life, Moxey.

Moxey:
You should've been a rock star, you. Dead ringer for Ronnie Wood. Anybody ever told you that?

Wayne:
Yeah, couple of times, in fact. As it 'appens, I signed Woody's autograph for a couple of Fräuleins down the old town on Tuesday.

Moxey:
Go away, you didn't, did yer?

Wayne:
Yeah, yeah. There's no harm done though. They was thrilled at having met one of their idols, and I was gratified at having put a bit of colour into their otherwise drab existence.

Moxey:
That don't seem right to me somehow.

Wayne:
Look, I didn't abuse Woody's name by jumping 'em, did I? I could've.

Moxey:
Could you?

Wayne:
Ehh, they were all over me like a cheap coat, they were. But I've got a code of ethics, Moxey. I know where to draw the line.

Moxey:
Very c-c-commendable, that, in this day and age.

Wayne:
Yeah, ain't it? Mind you, bein' ethical don't 'alf put a crimp in your nuts!