Extended Warranty 2

A MIDDLE-AGED WOMAN DRIVES A TATTY ALLEGRO ONTO A CAR SALES SITE FILLED WITH MODERN CARS

SHE GETS OUT AND APPROACHES THE SALESMAN WHO IS STANDING NEARBY AT THE DOOR OF HIS OFFICE.

WOMAN: See this car?

SALESMAN: Yes.

WOMAN: It's shite.

SALESMAN: It's seen better days, love. That's a fact.

WOMAN: I want my money back.

SALESMAN: Your money back?

WOMAN: You sold me this car and it's shite.

SALESMAN: I never sold you that.

WOMAN: Somebody from here did. And it's shite. So where's my money?

SALESMAN: Are you telling me you bought this from us?

WOMAN: Are you telling me you didn't hear me the first time I told you I bought this from you?

SALESMAN: You never bought that here.

WOMAN: I bloody did. So where's my money?

SALESMAN: Do you remember the date of this alleged transaction?

WOMAN: Last week.

SALESMAN: Last week my arse!

WOMAN: I mean the last week in June.

SALESMAN: Last week in June my . . .

WOMAN: Nineteen seventy-six.

SALESMAN IS LOST FOR WORDS

WOMAN (CONTINUED): And I want my money back.

SALESMAN IS STILL LOST FOR WORDS

WOMAN (CONTINUED): Cos it's shite.

SALESMAN: Look love, it was probably a great little motor when you bought it
but I think you'll find it's out of warranty now.

WOMAN: It's not.

SHE HANDS HIM A WARRANTY DOCUMENT

SALESMAN: This is our standard warranty. 6 months parts and labour.

WHILE HE'S STILL HOLDING IT, SHE POINTS TO A PARAGRAPH

SALESMAN (CONTINUED): And the words 'six months' have been scribbled out with a biro and just above that, someone using that same biro has written '40 years'.

WOMAN: So where's my money?

HE LOOKS AT HER QUIZICALLY, LONG AND HARD, BUT SHE'S UNDAUNTED

SALESMAN: How much did you pay?

WOMAN: Two hundred pounds.

HE WALKS INTO HIS OFFICE AND SHE FOLLOWS

HE OPENS A DESK DRAW, RUMMAGES BRIEFLY, AND BRINGS OUT A SMALL WAD OF NOTES

HE PLACES ONE ON THE TABLE IN FRONT OF THE WOMAN

SALESMAN: Two hundred pounds refunded in full.

CLOSE-UP ON THE NOTE SHOWS IT'S A £200 MONOPOLY NOTE.

WOMAN: Are you taking the piss?

HE PRODUCES A PEN, CROSSES OUT 'MONOPOLY' AND WRITES 'BANK OF ENGLAND'

HE LOOKS AT HER FOR APPROVAL

WOMAN: That's better.

SHE TAKES THE NOTE AND EXITS

END.

:D :D :D :D :D :D

It doesn't really make sense to me. Why would the woman accept the note after he writes bank of England on it? Having said that, I think the formula of the sketch has something, just not here.

It lacks the purity of the original...

Quote: Jebsly @ October 30 2010, 5:53 PM BST

It doesn't really make sense to me. Why would the woman accept the note after he writes bank of England on it?

It's a comedy sketch and, if we refuse to suspend our disbelief occasionally, we'll be asking why the 25-year-old, perfectly healthy Andy Pipkin chooses to spend his life in a wheelchair or why his carer never spots him jumping in and out of it.

Accepting it for what it is, it's a very funny follow-up to the original sketch.

Quote: Lucius Malfoy @ October 30 2010, 6:47 PM BST

It's a comedy sketch and, if we refuse to suspend our disbelief occasionally, we'll be asking why the 25-year-old, perfectly healthy Andy Pipkin chooses to spend his life in a wheelchair or why his carer never spots him jumping in and out of it.

I know...

Quote: Jebsly @ October 30 2010, 5:53 PM BST

It doesn't really make sense to me. Why would the woman accept the note after he writes bank of England on it? Having said that, I think the formula of the sketch has something, just not here.

Because the salesman accepted the warranty after the woman wrote 40 years on it!

Thanks very much for your comments, everybody.

I'll post something else soon. :)