Auf Wiedersehen, Pet, Series 2

Dennis:
All right, lads, move yerselves!

Moxey:
Oh, don't say that! Not after that bloody curry we had last night!

Dennis:
Listen, Wayne, we're bound to lose each other, there's a great big motorway caff just before we come off the motorway, right? Be there for brekkie.

Wayne:
Right.

Oz:
[As he leaves the motel with his bags] Hold on, I've not had me cup o' tea.

Dennis:
We've already had tea! We were supposed to be on the road an hour ago!

Oz:
Look, Dennis, if you're ganna be the gaffer on this new job, you'd better get summat straight straight away.

Dennis:
What?

Oz:
We're still entitled proper meal breaks, right?

Dennis:
Aye.

Oz:
And travelling time to the job an' back. An' another thing: don't go usin' Barry's gaff as a yardstick for our workrate neither, right?

Moxey:
Nah, we'll spin this one out a bit longer.

Neville:
[Noticing Barry's van about to pull into the car park.] Oh, here comes Barry to see us off. [Barry pulls up in front of the lads and gets out of his van.]

Wayne:
What's wrong with you, mate? You look worse than what Moxey feels.

Bomber:
I hope you 'aven't come to tell us your cheques is gonna bounce.

Barry:
Nah, nah, nah. I've just come to get the address of the place where you're going to, like.

Dennis:
It's no bother, I'll write it down for yer.

Neville:
Awww, isn't that nice? He's gonna write us a postcard from his honeymoon.

Barry:
Won't be a honeymoon. Won't be a wedding. Nah, Hazel needs to think things through, like. So, be with you in a couple of days!