Auf Wiedersehen, Pet, Series 2

Dennis:
Right, lads. He wants a quick conversion, so he can sell it over the odds and make a tasty profit, see?

Moxey:
Ah, the unacceptable face of c-capitalism.

Oz:
Aye, that's right. But we're gettin' paid top whack, so...

Dennis:
Well, I've already seen the drawings. I reckon there's at least... two months' work.

Barry:
Oh yeah. Two months, ten weeks...

Dennis:
I'm in charge, Barry, so there'll be no gaffers, eh?

Barry:
As you were, Dennis.

Neville:
This bloke... wouldn't happen to be Ally Fraser, would it?

Dennis:
Yes, Neville, yes.

Wayne:
Who is this Ally Fraser?

Neville:
Local villain.

Oz:
Oh look, man! His money's just as good as anybody else's, Neville, isn'it? Or are ya snowed under wi' work offers at the moment, like?

Bomber:
Well, I'm game. Life-savers for Bomber. Bloody sight better than being bounced about the ring and having old ladies stubbing fag ends about your arse!

Dennis:
Moxey?

Moxey:
I fancy it. I'm f-fairly free.

Dennis:
What about you, Wayne?

Bomber:
Can't see it appealing to him. Not with a BMW and that scrumptious little wife at home.

Wayne:
Yeah, I know about all that, but I mean if it's only for a couple of months, could be a giggle, couldn't it? [Throws a can of lager to Oz.]

Dennis:
Nev?

Neville:
Well... if it's only a couple of months, I suppose so.

Dennis:
Right, so you're all in then!

Barry:
Ah well, I'd be with you straight away, you know, for old times' sake, like, but er... the impending nuptials...

Oz:
We'll miss your sparkling repartee(!) Eh? Barry Taylor, the prince of trivia. [The others, except Barry, laugh]

Bomber:
When do we start, Den?

Dennis:
Monday.

Barry:
Monday?! But that only gives you... four days to finish me house!

Bomber:
Better get crackin' then!