Get the revs up. Good lad. Revs up. Ta-ra

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.Ken Miles:Yes, I do.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.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?Ken Miles:All right, sir.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?Ken Miles:Yeah, yeah. Utter nonsense. Now remember, I advanced the timing, so a smidge twitchy in first.Ken Miles:Get the Revs up. Good lad. Revs up. Ta-ra