Auf Wiedersehen, Pet, Series 2

Wayne:
'Ello, 'ello! Only three hours? I thought you said you weren't a speed freak!

Moxey:
Ah it's not bad, Wayne. Y'know, I mean you could've built a garage in that time, never mind repair one.

Dennis:
Well, I hope you don't expect to be paid for this afternoon.

Oz:
...Just pour us a cup o' tea, will ya?

Harry:
Come on then, blow-by-blow account!

Bomber:
The boy looks wrecked. She certainly taken it out of him.

Oz:
[Sighs] Unbelievable. It's the only word for it. Unbe- I mean if I told yer, yer wouldn't believe it, so...

Barry:
Well we won't know till you tell us, will we?

Oz:
Well, yer kna what I was saying in the bar the other night aboot, eh, aulder women?

Moxey:
Experience?

Oz:
Yea, experience an' all that beef... Dear me! This one... this one makes Simone Signoret look like Shirley Temple, that one!

Neville:
Doesn't mean nowt to me! I've never seen either of them.

Oz:
Well I'll try and put it another way.

Wayne:
You obviously did(!)

Oz:
Yer kna when footballers get to a certain age, they've gotta slow their game doon? Yer kna, but they seem to get to be better players because of experience, yer kna. Like Johnny Giles, Leeds and Éire. I feel like I've been playing with somebody like him after ninety minutes of soccer.

Moxey:
It's funny you should mention that about footballers, Oz. 'Cos the only older woman I ever had looked like Billy Bremner! [Everyone laughs]