Auf Wiedersehen, Pet, Series 1

Barry:
[To Dennis, gesturing to the barman] Hey, there's no crisps, Den. We've got to have crisps, mate!

Dennis:
Man! You can get yer crisps on Monday, man, Barry!

Barry:
Ah, right. Right.

Oz:
[Entering the bar] Wa-hey!

Moxey:
'Ey, Oz.

Dennis:
Did you get the, er, spirits, mate?

Oz:
Why aye. [Produces two bottles from under his jacket and places them in the crates] Schnapps... and a bottle of vodka.

Dennis:
Smashing!

Neville:
That should be enough, shouldn't it?

Dennis:
That depends if the Army drink as much as us lads, eh? [Barry chuckles.] Listen, this lot's not got to be touched 'til Monday, right?

Oz:
What?! Hang on a minute! I mean, if we're ganna carry this all the way over to the hut, I think we deserve a drink.

Dennis:
Nah, nah, we've got it in now, man, as an insurance against anybody's reckless spending, right? Not one drop of this will be touched by anybody. Including Magowan. [Neville, Moxey, Barry and Dennis each pick up a crate, while Oz picks up the schnapps and vodka]

Moxey:
He's no problem, you know. 'Ey, he pissed off, y'know, when he heard the darts had been cancelled. Said he wouldn't be back 'til tomorrow.

Dennis:
Did he?

Barry:
You mean we've got a night's reprieve?

Moxey:
Well, it looks like it!

Dennis:
[Suddenly jubilant] Right, in that case, it's my round! [Puts his crate down] What do you want to drink? [The others also put their crates and bottles down]

Neville:
That's more like it!

Oz:
And we'll get stuck into the vodka when we get back.

Neville:
Aye! Let's celebrate, yeah?

Dennis:
[To the barman] Five bottles of pils...