Auf Wiedersehen, Pet, Series 1

Dennis:
Listen! Look, we've all got to agree on one decent colour, it's as simple as that.

Neville:
Well, I like pink.

Dennis:
Ah, Neville, man...

Neville:
When Brenda an' me was on our honeymoon, the hotel room was pink.

Bomber:
I don't wanna live in a pink room. It's not a man's colour.

Moxey:
What'll the Erics and the Abduls think if they find out us lot are livin' in a pink shed?

Wayne:
Could do my reputation a lot of harm, that could.

Barry:
Ah, but green is nice. It's soothing, is green. We used to have an eau-de-nil bathroom. That was a lovely shade.

Wayne:
Sounds like a bloody council estate.

Neville:
What's wrong with that?

Moxey:
You're one the priveliged, livin' on a council estate.

Barry:
Now, listen, right? I think we've got to settle this by democratic means.

Bomber:
Right. How's this? Each bloke has a bit 'round his bed the colour he likes.

Neville:
Right. I'll have my bit pink.

Bomber:
Wait a minute. If I wakes up and looks straight at that wall behind your bed, I'll be seeing pink!

Wayne:
And that'll make him see red, won't it?

Dennis:
Oh, Wayne, man. Look, man, we can't have the hut decorated in stripes. That's barmy, man.

Barry:
Well spoken, Dennis.

Dennis:
We've got to agree on one decent colour.

Barry:
Look, I have actually worked out a way of doing this. Look. Right, no, no listen, look. I've got a list of colours, right? Now, I've got a column for first choice, and a column for second, right? Now, each colour gets two points, er, two points a first choice and one for second, right. No, no, no. We used this method when we elected the chairman of the West Bromwich and District Sunday Methodist Table Tennis League.

Wayne:
Oh well, Barry. It's tried and tested then, innit(?)

Barry:
Aye.