Chomper: "It's a Vardon." James: "Not just a pile of rusty rubbish, then?" Chomper: "Oh, it's not rubbish - it's a genuine post-Apocalypse vehicule." James: "Vehicle, not vehicule. And when have we ever had an Apocalypse, Chomper?" Chomper: "Well, the shop said -" James: "Which shop?" Chomper: "The post Apocalypse Best Antique Shop." James: "OK. And why did you get this?" Chomper: "Well, we hadn't got one, had we. So -" James: "So you clutter the place up with even more rusted junk. Have I, by the way, happened to have paid for this little pile of unwanted tin?" Chomper: "Well -" James: "Never mind. It can come out of your pocket money, if you have any left. And what about this big fellow?" Chomper: "He needs a new home, so, naturally I suggested he come here and join us - he's already made friends with Fat Bob, Clunk, GoldBot and some other Heavies." James; "Tell you what, Chomper, get yourself down the local council and see if we qualify yet for financial assistance for looking after all the lonely mechanoids you keep finding." Chomper: "How much do you think we could get?" James (laughing): "Oh. I think I'll leave it to you to negotiate with the bureaucrats ..."