Wayne - Customer
Hey, I called you three times, and you never answer the phone.
Ken Miles
I answer the phone every time it rings.
Wayne - Customer
No, sir, you do not.
Wayne - Customer
No, you don't. A month ago, this car was fun. Now, it won't even start. And when it does, it's 'Boom, boom, boom!' When I pull out of the driveway, the dog has a heart attack.
[Ken chuckles]
Wayne - Customer
All I'm asking is for you to make it like it was.
Ken Miles
Yeah, you've coked up the inlet valves and the plugs. Nothing wrong with the car, just the way it's being driven.
Wayne - Customer
The way it's being driven?
Ken Miles
Too much fuel, not enough spark. That's what's making her misfire.
Wayne - Customer
You wanna run that by me in English?
[Miles walks out of the car he is servicing and grabs his tin cup]
Ken Miles
So... that there, that is a sport car. You have to drive her like a sport car. If you drive her like a school teacher, she'll clog up. All right? Try changing up at 5,000 RPM, not two. Drive like you mean it. Hard and tight. She'll run clean.
Wayne - Customer
Are you telling me I don't know how to drive my own car?
Ken Miles
No. But if you ask me, this isn't your car. Your car's more a Plymouth or a Studebaker.
Wayne - Customer
You and me have a problem, buddy?
Ken Miles
I don't have a problem. I had an MG. Mine just ran fine.
Wayne - Customer
Screw you, you limey prick! I want my money back.
Ken Miles
Oh, behave. I'd give it to ya. But you haven't paid for last month's service yet.
Wayne - Customer
This country, the customer's always right. You ever hear that?
[Wayne enters his MG A]
Ken Miles
Yeah, yeah. Utter nonsense. Now remember, I advanced the timing, so a smidge twitchy in first.
[Wayne speeds off, struggling to control his MG A]
Ken Miles
Get the revs up. Good lad. Revs up. Ta-ra.