Ann:        Look, Harry! That policeman’s waving to you. He wants you to stop.

Policeman:       Where do you think you are? On a race track?

You must have been driving at seventy miles an hour.

Harry:            I can’t have been.

Policeman:      I was doing eighty when I overtook you.

Policeman:       Didn’t you see the speed limit?

Harry:            I’m afraid I didn’t, officer. I must have been dreaming .

Ann:        He wasn’t dreaming, officer. I was telling him to drive slowly.

Harry:            That’s why I didn’t see the sign.

Policeman:       Let me see your driving-license and your insurance certificate.

Policeman:      I won’t charge you this time. But you’d better not do it again!

Harry:            Thank you. I’ll certainly be more careful.

Ann:        I told you to drive slowly, Harry.

Harry:            You always tell me to drive slowly, darling.

Ann:        Well, next time you’d better take my advice!