"I'm going to get out, I'm going to start walking until I finally hit a proper ‘not stuck in the Seventies' main road, flag down the first car I see and, even if it is a Nissan Micra, I'm going to get in and get back to civilisation. Then I'm going to arrange for both Jeremy and James to suffer very nasty accidents, most likely involving an air rifle, a flock of sheep and several helium-filled balloons. You can tell them that from me."
That's Life, on Cars
