Del Boy:You are giving my arse a headache, Rodney!
Del: Oi Ringo. I hope my huffing and puffing ain't troubling you.
Rodney: No sweat man
Del: Well it certainly ain't coming from you ya lazy little git.
Boycie: A lot richer than before he popped in to see me this afternoon. He sold me some video recorders, 70 pounds each, I snapped them up.
Mike: 70 nicker each? What, they fall off the back of a lorry?
Boycie: If they did, they were going around the bend in Düsseldorf!
Trigger: What d'you think's wrong with him?
Mike: What do I think? Well, snow-blindness would be my bet, Trig.
Trigger: Yeah? I thought he was pissed.