Original subtitles

NARRATOR: Today on Car SOS...

MAN: Oh, yes. TIM: Ah. Listen to that.

FUZZ: Go to heaven.

NARRATOR: Master mechanic Fuzz Townshend...

FUZZ: Ooh, ah, that is bad.

NARRATOR: ...and parts-blagging petrol head Tim Shaw...

TIM: Pay for three and get one free.

NARRATOR: ...are on an undercover mission

to rescue classic cars for deserving owners.

FUZZ: Look at that!

NARRATOR: This time, it's a sixties supercar

that's seen better days.

TIM: This car should have been crushed a long, long time ago.

NARRATOR: The massive motor turns out to be

more headache than head turner.

TIM: Look at it, it's half a car,

and the other half here, the engine,

is falling to pieces.

NARRATOR: And it's gonna be a race against time

to hopefully give one unsuspecting owner...

MAN: This is magic!

NARRATOR: ...the surprise of their life.

MAN: This is my car?

WOMAN: It can't be the car!

TIM: You have been Car SOS'd.

♪ ♪

NARRATOR: Today, Tim and Fuzz

are on their way to Leicestershire,

and excitement is in the air because they have a hot date

with a car that really does deserve to be called iconic.

TIM: What are we picking up, then?

FUZZ: We're picking up a Jaguar.

TIM: And it is? FUZZ: An E-Type.

TIM: Yes, it is.

FUZZ: Or XKE.

TIM: And it's two plus two, isn't it?

FUZZ: It is, yeah, so that means two proper seats in the front

and two little seats in the back for the kids.

TIM: Right. Come on, then, are you excited?

FUZZ: Am I excited? It's a Jaguar E-Type,

of course I'm excited!

TIM: Have you done a little wee-wee?

FUZZ: Might have, Tim.

NARRATOR: The E-Type Jag was a motoring sensation

when it was launched at the Geneva Motor Show in 1961.

Its revolutionary styling, performance,

and competitive price

meant it became one of the most influential cars

of a generation,

leading Italian car supremo Enzo Ferrari to declare

that it was the most beautiful car ever made.

Sadly, the one the boys are off to see

is not in any way beautiful.

In fact, it's a mess.

Although, don't tell its owner,

school caretaker Mick Winterburn,

because it's his dream car.

He's had it almost a decade.

However, in all that time, circumstances and ill health

have got in the way of a planned restoration,

meaning this is a child of the sixties

that's in need of a little less peace

and a bit more love.

TIM: (whispers) E-Type.

NARRATOR: Of course, Mick has no idea

that Tim and Fuzz are about to pay a visit.

It was his daughter Karen and wife Trisha

who secretly made the Car SOS call,

hoping his refurbished car will refuel Mick's life.

Now, to keep the whole thing undercover,

the boys are blending into the background

by dressing as a pair of car thieves?

FUZZ: Hi, there.

Hi, I'm Tim. Look, it's me, and it's him, Fuzz.

FUZZ: How's it going? TRISHA: Fine. Thank you.

TIM: Right, biggest thing, is he in?

TRISHA: No, he's at work.

TIM: Okay. We have an E-Type here.

TRISHA: You do.

TIM: And we have some hands that are itching to work on it.

TRISHA: Brilliant. KAREN: Lovely.

TIM: So, can we have a look at it?

TRISHA: You can. TIM: Lead the way.

♪ ♪

FUZZ: Look at that!

TIM: Yes! What a peach!

FUZZ: Come on. I've got to... I've got to do this slowly.

TIM: Go on, then.

FUZZ: Look at that. TIM: Peel it back.

FUZZ: Look at that.

TIM: Wow!

FUZZ: That is a car! That is the car.

NARRATOR: The car, indeed!

With its aerodynamic body

and a powerful straight six 265 brake horsepower XK engine,

this Jag could reach 150 miles per hour,

making it one of the fastest cars

on the market in the 1960s.

Although its original price tag of a little over £2,000

was over twice the average annual household income,

it was actually much cheaper than its supercar rivals.

An instant hit worldwide,

it stayed in production right through to 1975.

Nowadays, a concours condition E-Type

can sell for in excess of £200,000,

so if you can find a cheapie, it could be a wise investment.

KAREN: My dad, this is his pride and joy.

He loves this car.

TIM: The word icon was invented for this car in the sixties.

Absolutely. It's a beast. Your dad's a cool dude.

KAREN: It's kind of a bit long and ugly, if I'm honest.

TIM: Call me long and ugly, not that, all right?

Right, I'm taking you out of here.

KAREN: I'm sorry.

TIM: I want to talk to you about Mick.

You do your thing, all right?

FUZZ: I've got to have a look over this.

TIM: Come with me. KAREN: Enjoy.

NARRATOR: So while Tim finds out more about owner Mick,

Fuzz gets to grips with this 48-year-old grand tourer.

FUZZ: I can already see

that it's had a bit of front-end shunt action.

It's certainly taken a whack to the front.

It's absolutely chock-full of filler here, loads of it.

So, I think we might have a few problems.

TIM: What does that car mean to Mick?

TRISHA: Well, it's just everything to him.

It's his life's dream.

It's what he's wanted since he was 10, 12 years old.

He used to go to Jag open days

at the Jaguar Browns Lane with his dad.

TIM: Oh, so his dad worked at Jaguar?

TRISHA: His dad worked there.

You know, a little boy going inside cars.

But the E-Type is what he's always wanted,

a red E-Type.

NARRATOR: We wanted to find out more

about our unsuspecting hero,

so, posing as documentary makers,

we sneaked an interview with him

at the school for blind and disabled children,

where he works as a caretaker.

MICK: Yes, I enjoy my job. I love it.

And the school, I'd say I enjoy every bit of it.

Plus, you are doing something different all the time.

NARRATOR: And it wasn't long

before we steered the conversation

round to his beloved Jag.

MICK: I've got a classic car, and it's an E-Type Jaguar,

with rust spots on it and lots of other problems.

There's quite a few things needs doing on it.

NARRATOR: So, Mick might love his Jag,

but why does he deserve the Car SOS treatment?

TRISHA: For the past 20 years,

he's had various things go wrong in his life.

One day, at work,

he just tripped on some water on the stairs.

They took him to the hospital,

and they found out he'd broken his ankle.

TIM: Right.

TRISHA: And from there, they picked up

that he'd got progressive osteoporosis.

TIM: So his whole skeletal system is crumbling?

TRISHA: Yes.

MICK: And they picked up

that I got black shadows on the bones,

and it was in my leg, my pelvis, and then my spine.

NARRATOR: By taking an easier job

and carefully managing what physical work he takes on,

Mick has prolonged his working life,

though the strong painkillers

which help him get through each day

are becoming less and less effective.

MICK: I'm on injections now daily.

There's nothing else after that, obviously.

But you just live with it, though,

like anything, though, don't you?

NARRATOR: For Mick, now 62,

it's physically impossible to restore the E-Type,

but with Car SOS's help,

the fading dream is just about to become a reality.

FUZZ: Ah. That beautiful, beautiful, beautiful engine.

What a piece of machinery.

If we get this gleaming, this is going to look amazing.

Can't wait to hear that fire up.

TIM: What will he do when he gets it back?

What's his reaction going to be?

TRISHA: I don't know. He won't believe it.

KAREN: No.

TIM: You don't know 'cause this stuff doesn't happen to him.

TRISHA: No, only bad things happen.

TIM: We've had enough bad things now.

Let's get something decent, and an E-Type's pretty decent.

Fuzz?

FUZZ: Yeah?

TIM: Right, dude. Wow! That's the first time that car

has seen the light of day for a long time.

FUZZ: Too right.

TIM: What have you found by the way? Anything--

FUZZ: Well, I'll tell you what, the paintwork's really tired.

TIM: Let's just go, because it's getting a bit on top here.

FUZZ: All right. Okay.

(grunting)

NARRATOR: To really get to know this car,

the lads have to get it back to the garage,

and they'll have to do it quickly

before any nosy neighbors recognize them

and spill the beans to Mick.

TIM: I feel like I'm pushing two cars,

the windscreen's that far away.

NARRATOR: So it's up onto the trailer

and out of here ASAP.

TIM: Fuzz, are we locked and loaded?

FUZZ: Yep, we're all sorted.

TIM: That's amazing. Right.

Where does Mick think the car is going, by the way?

TRISHA: To a friend's, so he can paint the garage floor.

He can't do it while it's in.

TIM: Right. So Mick's getting somebody in

to paint the garage floor.

How long have we got?

KAREN: Few weeks.

TRISHA: Yeah.

NARRATOR: With their precious cargo safely stowed,

the boys hit the open road,

and already it's the source of some debate.

FUZZ: It just looks amazing.

TIM: You wouldn't suit it.

FUZZ: I suit that car.

TIM: No, you wouldn't. FUZZ: I suit that car.

TIM: No, you wouldn't suit it.

FUZZ: That car suits me.

TIM: It'll suit you with rubber gloves on, working on it,

but driving it, there's only one bloke.

Who's that bloke I know who'd suit it?

Um, me. Got it all covered.

NARRATOR: Well, they're going to need

to get the thing up and running first.

And back at the Car SOS HQ,

it's time for the team to have their first look

at this big cat's underbelly.

TIM: Fuzz.

FUZZ: Yeah?

TIM: Even from down here,

the welding you can see on this car

is absolutely terrible.

FUZZ: It's shocking, isn't it?

NARRATOR: Halfway up on the lift,

and Mick's E-Type is starting to crumble.

TIM: Filler. Have you got a magnet?

NARRATOR: With a magnet, the boys can see

how much of this bodywork is metal

and how much is filler from ancient botched repairs.

FUZZ: Look at that. There's nothing there.

TIM: So, the whole front of this car is filler.

It's that thick. It could be another car underneath.

It could be a Capri or a Mini.

They just made it look like an E-Type.

NARRATOR: Looking underneath the car,

there's a stickier problem to attend to.

FUZZ: Oil leak.

TIM: Great. So we've got oil from the engine leaking,

oil from the gearbox leaking.

FUZZ: So, that's engine out, gearbox out.

TIM: If this wasn't an E-Type,

this car would have been crushed a long, long time ago.

NARRATOR: Yes, it might have been swinging in the sixties,

but right now, it's teetering on a tightrope.

Could this notoriously complex car

be an SOS step too far?

FUZZ: I'll tell you what, this car has already died,

and we're going to have to bring it back to life.

NARRATOR: An initial assessment of Mick's 1966 E-Type

has given the boys a long list of jobs,

starting with its iconic bodywork,

which is thick with old filler,

and ending with an undercarriage dripping in oil.

So, Tim's made an early start of it,

and he's already tracking down parts.

TIM: I need, basically, a full bush kit, for a start.

Pretty much all the rubber has perished.

NARRATOR: The size of this job

is enough to give anyone a sleepless night,

except for Fuzz, who is unusually late for work.

TIM: Let me tell you something about Fuzz.

He lives here. He's always here.

Where is he?

I tell you what, I'm going to get the bonnet off.

I'm going to do as much as I can before he gets here.

NARRATOR: Fuzz-less, the boys get straight on to removing

the E-Type's bashed-up old bonnet

to reveal the monster that lurks beneath.

This 4.2 6-cylinder beast

is what gives this big cat its bite.

Jaguar's legendary XK engine range

was first introduced in 1948

and continued to be made right up to 1992.

That's some record, but doesn't necessarily mean

this one is going to start,

even if Workshop Phil gives it his handsome face.

TIM: We've got water in the radiator.

We've got fuel here.

PHIL: Yeah.

TIM: Have we got a spark? PHIL: I don't know.

TIM: We can see it in there. Absolutely.

(engine sputtering)

No spark?

PHIL: No. TIM: Right.

PHIL: We're getting nothing out of the distributor at all.

TIM: Right. Have you checked all the leads?

PHIL: Yeah. TIM: Checked the points?

PHIL: Done those. Did that earlier on.

TIM: Well, what's that?

Hang on. Look.

It's not going to be this simple, is it?

PHIL: Switch on, press the button.

TIM: This is it.

PHIL: Do you want to press the--

TIM: Yeah, I know what I'm doing.

I've got no rush. Here we go. You ready?

PHIL: Yeah.

(engine starts)

TIM: Yes! Yes!

Granddad, we did it!

PHIL: Yeah. TIM: Let's get breakfast.

Bacon, E-Type, sausage, and tomato.

NARRATOR: So, a simple break

in the low-tension distributor cable

was enough to keep this motor from running.

But along with the gearbox, it's still leaking oil,

so we'll go on the list

as needing a strip down and refurb.

The bashed-up bonnet is going to need a reshaping

to get it back to its former glory.

And as for the rest of the bodywork,

well, it seems tired and bumpy,

so that will have to be taken back to bare metal

before the car can be finally resprayed.

So, plenty to be getting on with.

And guess what the cat's just dragged in.

TIM: ...window. Okay. Cheers, mate. Bye.

FUZZ: How's it going? Sorry I'm a bit late. Overslept.

TIM: Okay, do you want the bad news,

or do you want the good news?

FUZZ: Uh...the bad news.

TIM: Well, the bad news is...

FUZZ: Come on.

TIM: I'm sorry to tell you this,

but we're going to have to let you go.

FUZZ: (laughs) I'm fired?

TIM: Yeah, 'cause you're late.

FUZZ: How does that work? I don't quite get how--

TIM: The good news... FUZZ: Okay, go on.

TIM: ...is the fact that me and a tiny bit of Phil's thumb...

FUZZ: Yeah.

TIM: ...has got the E-Type going.

FUZZ: No way. TIM: Yep.

FUZZ: Well, hold on, that's my job.

TIM: Well, no, it's not, because your job's ended.

FUZZ: Listen, I don't like it when things like that,

big jobs like that are done without me being around.

TIM: Well, whose fault is that, then?

Get a bag, get your tools, do one. You're fired.

NARRATOR: And with that bombshell,

Tim's off on his first mission.

TIM: You mark my words,

I have most definitely put the willies up on Fuzz there.

He thinks he's fired.

And one thing happens

when you do such a thing to Fuzz, motivation.

He will be in there raring up the troops right now

and pulling his finger out.

I expect to see a lot of work on the E-Type.

In the meantime, I've got the bonnet.

I'm going to go and get it sorted out.

NARRATOR: And sure enough...

FUZZ: We have got some serious work to do here.

Tim has got that engine started.

By the time he comes back, I want to make sure

that that car is totally unrecognizable.

It's got to be stripped from top to bottom. Come on.

If Tim thinks he can fire me,

he's got another thing coming.

I'm going to get stuck into that E-Type.

I'm going to make sure that we get everything else done.

By the time he comes back,

that car is going to be unrecognizable.

NARRATOR: So Tim's mind game has worked a treat.

And while Fuzz and the team

make a lightning assault on the back of the Jag,

Tim has plans for the front of it.

TIM: Ah, the boys are back in town.

How you doing? You're the strippers?

MAN: Yeah.

TIM: I don't want to see that show.

NARRATOR: Dipping and stripping cars

is a bit of a dark art.

Tim Booth has been at it for 20 years,

but will he share his secrets with Tim?

TIM: So, the chemicals you use

are in a formula which I'm not allowed to know.

BOOTH: Yes. Bat wing, frog leg, witch's tooth.

TIM: Are you winding me up? Are you winding me up?

BOOTH: That's as far as you can get, really.

TIM: It's gonna get stripped.

NARRATOR: Well, we do know the bonnet

will go into an oven at 570 degrees Fahrenheit

till all the paint falls off, and after that, who knows?

Back at the garage,

Fuzz's little pep talk seems to have worked.

And his team have taken the car back to a shell,

revealing some suspicious repairs to the wheel arch.

FUZZ: Now, looking at it round here,

I thought that the wheel arches were all bubbling and bumpy,

and I thought that that was probably

because there was galloping rust underneath.

But as it happens, there was pretty solid metal down there.

There's lots and lots of filler.

It's millimeters thick here.

What we'll do is we'll cut all of this out

and put a fresh, new panel in, which will be much better.

NARRATOR: Back at the strippers,

and the bonnet is now out of the oven

and ready to be dipped in its secret solution

for a few hours,

so to keep himself amused,

Tim has discovered a little something

at the side of the road.

TIM: No way. Check it out. GT40. Whose is that?

BOOTH: Built by moi.

TIM: You? Is this yours? BOOTH: It is.

NARRATOR: A contemporary of the E-Type,

the Ford GT40 was one

of the most successful cars in road racing

and won the 24 Hour race at Le Mans from 1966 to 1969.

BOOTH: Yes, please.

Are you all right getting in there, Tim?

TIM: Uh! 6-foot-6.

NARRATOR: If you're wondering what the 40 represents,

that's all 40 inches of the car's overall height.

TIM: Oh, this is gorgeous.

Right, so, we'll...

Oh, you're having a laugh.

BOOTH: Try leaning... Yeah, it's not too far away.

(engine starts)

TIM: If you're really tall--

I know it looks uncomfortable. It's not actually that bad.

NARRATOR: This one might be a replica,

but in 2012, one of the 107 that were originally produced

sold in America for a record-breaking $11 million.

♪ ♪

Now, the GT40 doesn't have much room in the front

for a very good reason,

there's something rather large in the back.

TIM: Now, that's how a car should look.

Look at the state of-- That is gorgeous.

So, what have you got here, 400 brake, more?

BOOTH: 450, 500 brake. Yeah.

TIM: No way! What a beast. Right, thank you for that.

Thanks for the ride. Where is it? In here?

BOOTH: It is.

TIM: I'm fine.

(Booth laughs)

NARRATOR: Back at the workshop,

and Tim can at last now see the fruits of Fuzz's hard work.

Or is it his own hard work?

TIM: What have you done to it?

FUZZ: A little bit of team motivation!

TIM: What have you done?

FUZZ: So Tim came back, saw the car.

It's gone so far, it absolutely floored him.

TIM: Who's done this?

FUZZ: Me and the team, we got down to it.

TIM: It's a massive amount of work.

I'm very impressed. But I will be honest,

and I do think that it's down to me.

There's nothing here.

You've had a day and half, mate. That's insane.

FUZZ: I think somebody owes someone an apology.

Tim, just say it.

TIM: Okay.

FUZZ: So...so...so...

TIM: Sausage sandwich.

(both laughing)

It's amazing what you can do to somebody

when you shock them, inject a bit of negativity

like, "Fuzz, you're fired," and look what he did.

FUZZ: The good news is that the shell

is not as bad as we thought,

but there is one major dilemma.

Take a look inside.

TIM: Oh.

FUZZ: It's white.

This was a white E-Type Jaguar,

so I think we should paint it white.

TIM: I think we should just go for a compromise.

FUZZ: Pink? TIM: Pink!

NARRATOR: The bashed and bumpy body

of Mick's 1966 E-Type

is now about as stripped back as it could possibly be,

but it doesn't stop there.

With oil leaking from almost every orifice,

Fuzz is going to have to pull

that notoriously complex engine and gearbox apart.

FUZZ: I'm going to remove the gearbox

because there are several leaks.

I think there's one coming from the input side of it,

a leak on the select side, there's leaks from the pan.

It needs a bit of an overhaul, a bit of love.

'Cause it was leaking quite badly anyway.

There we go. Ah! Now, that's great.

That oil is actually quite clean.

There are little friction clutches in here,

and when they wear,

this oil goes dark colored and has a burnt smell.

But this (sniffs) doesn't smell too bad.

NARRATOR: So, a spot of good news for Fuzz,

but that gearbox will still go off to a specialist

for a bit of a recondition,

and while it does,

it's time for the boys to find out more

about what makes the E-Type tick,

all in the name of research, you understand.

TIM: Right, now, Fuzz, me old mucker,

because you've been working so hard, right?

I've decided to treat you to a little spectacle of a car

that you might rather want a go in.

FUZZ: Okay. Come on, then.

TIM: In fact, it's in front of you right now! Yes, it is!

FUZZ: Look at that!

That is just probably the most stunning E-Type

I've ever seen.

TIM: Get in it. You can drive this one. All righty!

NARRATOR: When the E-type was first unleashed

to the public in 1961,

for many, it was love at first sight.

TIM: Oh, yes.

NARRATOR: 50 years later, it hasn't lost its allure.

Along with the Mini Cooper, the E-Type became synonymous

with the optimism and hedonism of the sixties.

This wasn't just a car,

it was a player in a cultural revolution

and an object of desire.

TIM: The thing about this car for me is,

it's the epitome of exquisite.

FUZZ: This is about as close as one can get in a road car--

TIM: To perfection.

FUZZ: Yeah, probably so.

TIM: I wish people had the guts nowadays

to just design a car like this.

FUZZ: Yes, totally.

TIM: Something that looks like this.

FUZZ: Totally.

TIM: This thing must have been designed by God.

FUZZ: It was! Yes!

TIM: No, seriously, though, I mean, who is the guy...

Can you imagine being the guy who designed this?

"What have you done on this planet?

What have you changed about the world?"

"Oh, I designed a car." "Which one?"

"The E-Type."

FUZZ: Go to heaven.

(laughing)

NARRATOR: But this car wasn't just about looks.

That XK engine gave power to the pedal, too.

(engine revving)

TIM: Ah. Listen to that. That is gorgeous!

What does the "E" stand for on the steering wheel?

Do you think it just stands for Excellent Type?

FUZZ: It's the big smile that comes on your face.

BOTH: E!

(laughter)

FUZZ: Ah. Thanks, Tim.

TIM: No worries, dude. You deserve it, man.

What a car, eh?

FUZZ: Brilliant. TIM: What a car.

NARRATOR: So what happened to this groundbreaking car?

Well, in 1975, the E-Type came out of production.

Gone forever?

Maybe not.

Because in 2013, after a few misfits,

it had a grandson, the F-Type.

But does it deliver the same exhilaration

that its granddaddy did 50 years before?

(engine revving)

Capable of naught to 60 in just over four seconds

and powered by a supercharged five-liter engine,

the F-Type V8 S has driven Jaguar

into the 21st century.

♪ ♪

(engine roaring)

♪ ♪

TIM: Jaguar, by bringing this car out,

for the first time since the E-Type,

have now ditched, as far as I'm concerned,

the old stigma of, "Oh, it's an old man's car."

FUZZ: Yeah.

TIM: Not anymore, son. Are you ready?

(engine revs)

(laughs)

(both laughing)

FUZZ: Honestly, that is the first time in a car

that I have actually had the collywobbles.

TIM: Really?

FUZZ: Butterflies, total butterflies.

I was like...

(both laughing)

TIM: This is what it would have felt like back in 1961,

when people saw the E-Type for the first time.

People seeing this now are feeling that same buzz.

FUZZ: Well, you know what? I would still have an E-Type,

but I'd like one of these in the garage next to it.

NARRATOR: Jaguar might only push the boat out

once every 50 years...

FUZZ: Oh!

...but for the boys, it was worth the wait.

So, with their cobwebs blown away,

it's back to the workshop,

where Mick's Jag is going at a much slower pace.

Much slower.

And at the halfway point, if things don't speed up,

trouble will be brewing.

FUZZ: Look at that!

TIM: Yes! Look at that! What a peach!

NARRATOR: When Tim and Fuzz

took on Jag-mad Mick's 48-year-old E-Type,

they had no idea

just what they were letting themselves in for.

FUZZ: That is a car! That is the car!

NARRATOR: Its owner is a school caretaker

who has sadly developed such a bad case of osteoporosis,

his spine is literally crumbling,

which has made it impossible for him

to fix up his dream classic.

MICK: I'd love it back on the road.

It'd be my dreams.

It would be my whole world, that would.

NARRATOR: But since getting the car back to SOS HQ,

the boys have found a mountain of work,

with botched bodywork repairs

and an engine and gearbox leaking oil.

However, with just a few days left

and E-Type parts scattered across the floor,

it's time to start putting

this 48-year-old jigsaw back together.

Commencing with one great, big piece,

which, now it's been stripped,

reveals exactly why there had been so much thick filler

smeared all over it.

FUZZ: That is the worst bit of welding I have ever seen.

TIM: Okay, so it's going to need

a new bottom half of the nose cone.

FUZZ: All right, well, we need to get this in

and get it sorted out.

NARRATOR: So, while the bonnet goes

straight into the bodywork guys for a reshape,

Fuzz gets to work giving that XK 4.2-liter engine

a full strip and service.

FUZZ: Now, this engine,

it's one of the first twin overhead cam engines.

There's a cam shaft here and a cam shaft there.

One operating the exhaust valves,

one operating the inlet valves.

This means there are less moving parts

between the cam shafts and the valves,

which made it more efficient and a faster engine.

And it really is a superb work of art.

I could actually have one of these

sitting in the living room.

NARRATOR: And that's why you're not

an interior designer, Fuzz.

FUZZ: It's so beautiful.

NARRATOR: So, while Fuzz whispers

sweet nothings to the engine,

Tim is off to get some much-needed parts.

But with E-Type spares famously expensive,

he's going to need a particularly good blag

if he wants to come out with a decent discount.

FUZZ: Hello.

TIM: Fuzz, it's Tim, mate. You all right?

FUZZ: Yeah, yeah, cool. What's happening?

TIM: Do me a favor.

In exactly two minutes from now,

call my phone, all right?

Just ring me, and then you can hang up.

FUZZ: Yeah. Okay, cool.

TIM: Cheers, dude. See you in a bit. Bye.

NARRATOR: David Manners started his business

almost 40 years ago

and has become one of the largest stockists

of Jaguar parts anywhere in Europe.

TIM: I've got a long line of E-Type parts we need to get.

NARRATOR: He's also an old mate of Fuzz,

who is back at the workshop looking over the Jag's engine,

which, as it turns out, is in need of a bit of TLC.

FUZZ: These are all deposits, all crystalline deposits

from mixtures of antifreeze and probably a few things

to seal up leaky radiators,

and, uh, people just used to fill them with water.

Of course it's created this chemical mix of sludge.

Nowadays, we use distilled water and proper coolant.

So what we'll do is we'll clear out these water jackets

because these are here

to help cool the cylinder head, the valves,

stop all of those seizing up.

What we definitely don't want to happen

is for this engine to overheat on its maiden run.

NARRATOR: At the spares shop,

Tim is ready to put a quite shameless blag into action.

TIM: Wow! I'll tell you what, I have missed this place.

I love it here.

Right, Fuzz told me I must speak to you, David.

DAVID: Right.

TIM: He said, "David is the coolest guy I've ever met."

DAVID: Oh, right, okay.

Well, I like that. That's good.

TIM: Well, actually, it was kind of weird. Um...

Are you, um...are you, uh, sort of, like, best friends?

Fuzz talks about you--

DAVID: Yes, I know him very well, yes. Why?

TIM: He's a bit weird about you.

Um, he has some photos of you.

DAVID: Oh, right.

TIM: I think the thing is Fuzz has got this, like, um...

DAVID: Fixation with a successful man.

Is that it?

TIM: Maybe. The bottom line is he loves you.

DAVID: Well, we just work nicely together,

and that's it, yes.

TIM: But, anyway, I need a front exhaust manifold.

DAVID: Oh, yeah, okay. Yes. Yes.

TIM: E-Type.

DAVID: Yes. Are we going? Yeah, here we go. This way.

NARRATOR: So, using flattery to pave the way,

Tim just needs that bogus phone call from Fuzz

to complete his cunning plan.

DAVID: The manifold. Here's the manifold.

TIM: Right.

DAVID: That's it.

TIM: Let's have a look. Next up.

(phone rings)

Basically, I need all--Sorry.

DAVID: That's all right. You can have phone calls.

TIM: Not very professional. Sorry.

DAVID: It doesn't matter.

TIM: Oh, it's Fuzz.

Dude. What?

Excuse me. You're legally--

Do not allow them in your house.

No, I've already got a load of parts here.

I'm not just going to put them down.

I'm standing with David now.

So you want me to put everything back

and just say we don't need it?

Um, okay. Yeah. No, it's fine.

Yeah, all right. Yeah, cheers, mate. Bye.

DAVID: What's wrong?

(sighs)

TIM: Fuzz is, um...

Excuse me.

DAVID: Is he in trouble?

TIM: It's fine. Don't worry about it.

(sniffles)

We don't need the parts now.

DAVID: Really?

TIM: Um... I can't really...

He said to me not to tell you,

but it's like, you're right here, so, um...

Fuzz is in a lot of financial, uh...

DAVID: I'm sorry to hear that.

TIM: ...trouble. He's asked me to put these bits back

'cause he can't afford them, he hasn't got any money.

DAVID: But he needs help, and I'll help.

What can I do?

TIM: The problem is that he won't be able to pay for them

in three months, either.

DAVID: All right, okay.

TIM: I would, but I haven't got any credit cards or money.

DAVID: But why--all right.

Are you looking for a monster discount?

'Cause I'll do that.

If he's in trouble, I will do that.

Let's get the car on the road. Right?

TIM: Okay. That's very kind of you.

Let's get the parts. Right.

NARRATOR: Shameless!

TIM: Well, that's everything. DAVID: Good.

TIM: Thank you very much. You know what?

Sorry about what happened out there.

DAVID: That's all right. No problem, no problem at all.

TIM: It's one of those bad-luck things.

DAVID: It's always nice to see you here.

TIM: Yeah, well, I can see

why Fuzz feels so strongly about you.

Thank you for helping out.

DAVID: Listen, you're a great actor,

and I know that Fuzz isn't in that trouble.

And you're always looking for a discount.

Am I right?

How about 50 percent?

(laughing)

Did you think I was probably taken in for that?

Wonderful. Try Hamlet next.

NARRATOR: Well, a none-the-wiser Fuzz

is back at the workshop,

where Dougal, the tire man, has dropped by

to kit the Jag out with some spanking new treads.

DOUGAL: What you've got there is a bit modern.

FUZZ: Yeah. Well, it's wrong as well.

It's the wrong size, isn't it?

DOUGAL: It is. With an E-Type Jag of that period,

some people like a fatter tire to fill the wheel arches,

which is personal taste.

But when you go for a lower profile one like that,

the gearing is out and the speedo is out--

FUZZ: I know what you mean.

DOUGAL: But the fatter footprint also makes the steering

a lot heavier and more vague.

What Jag fitted was the Pirelli Cinturato.

FUZZ: Yep.

DOUGAL: This is it here. It's a really evocative tire.

FUZZ: But looking at these, together,

there's a massive difference in size.

I mean, you know, that's... That's an inch or two.

That means that to go at the same speed,

this is going to have to turn more quickly than that one.

DOUGAL: Yeah.

FUZZ: Because the wheel's actually doing more revolutions,

but it's getting less far.

DOUGAL: You're not getting as far

for your pound of petrol either...

FUZZ: No, that's right.

DOUGAL: ...which isn't very much.

I've got a bit of chalk, let's do some science.

FUZZ: Okay.

Right. Okay, let's try it out in practice.

Oh. Yep, there we go.

This one has already turned one revolution,

whereas the original equipment tire,

to get its one revolution is about there.

So, what do you reckon?

DOUGAL: That looks like about five percent more, doesn't it?

FUZZ: Yeah, so that's five free miles for every 100.

DOUGAL: Yeah.

FUZZ: All right, well... that's the way to go, isn't it?

DOUGAL: Superb. FUZZ: Yeah, let's get them on.

NARRATOR: So, original, taller, thinner tires

equals better economy for the Jag,

and that's one more job ticked off the list,

although there are still lots more jobs that aren't.

With the Jag's maiden run fast approaching,

the boys really will have their work cut out

to finish on time.

The gearbox has now been reconditioned,

but the engine is still

having its timing chain and gaskets replaced.

And while the bonnet might have regained its iconic shape,

it still needs paint.

Of course, the outstanding question is, which color?

The car came in red but was originally white.

Perhaps a visit from Mick's wife and daughter

can help with the answer.

Of course, the last time they saw his car,

it was all in one piece,

so with just seven days to go,

they are going to be in for something of a shock.

TIM: If you pull that blanket off behind you, you will see--

KAREN: You are joking.

TIM: Pull that off.

TRISHA: This can't...no.

KAREN: Oh, my god.

This is not my dad's car.

TRISHA: That's Dad's car.

TIM: You recognize it?

TRISHA: Yeah, that's the E-Type key.

That's the only thing I recognize.

KAREN: It can't be the car.

TRISHA: It is.

TIM: And that's the engine.

And that's Phil.

TRISHA: Oh, bless.

KAREN: I've come down here expecting to see my dad's car,

and I don't even recognize it.

It's just a shell.

TIM: Are you all right? TRISHA: Yes.

TIM: Are you sure? Right.

Look, listen to me. Listen to me.

The car is going to get done, okay?

TRISHA: Oh, I trust that youse will do it. I'm just--

TIM: Shocked? TRISHA: Yeah.

KAREN: To me it just looks like a shell.

TRISHA: It just looks a wreck.

KAREN: There's nothing there, is there?

TRISHA: To me, it looks like it can't be done.

NARRATOR: And what about the color?

TIM: So, so this car was originally white,

so the question is...

KAREN: Would my dad want it, like it white?

Um, he likes the red. I say red, he likes a deep red.

NARRATOR: Well, deep red is the family choice of color.

Will Fuzz approve?

The date for the return of the car is now locked in,

as Tim has booked Leicester's main shopping mall

to display Mick's car

as a star prize in a bogus raffle

in just seven days' time.

Mick is going to be dragged to the shops by Trisha

for the surprise of his life.

That is, of course,

if the boys get the car finished on time.

At least the girls have confirmed

what color Mick prefers, so at last this scruffy shell

can get that all-important lick of paint.

Now, what does purist Fuzz,

who dreamed of a factory-white car,

think of deep red?

TIM: Fuzzbot?

FUZZ: Yeah.

TIM: Dude, come and check the paintwork on the E-Type.

Oh, yeah!

FUZZ: Fantastic. TIM: Looking pretty slick.

FUZZ: Hold on, it's supposed to be white.

That's plum!

TIM: That's the color that they wanted.

FUZZ: Plum? They want it plum? A plum E-Type?

I tell you what, there's one plum in here,

and that's you, mate.

TIM: Are you saying we should respray it white?

FUZZ: Yeah, white. TIM: What?

FUZZ: White. TIM: No.

FUZZ: White.

White.

TIM: Keep it plum. Done.

FUZZ: No, no, no, we're going to go for white.

Have we got time to spray it?

MAN: No.

(exhales deeply)

NARRATOR: Well, that's settled that, then.

Now, the E-Type might have

a beautiful new plum-colored coat,

but that doesn't mean

that it's all plain sailing from here.

Work is going full pace,

and the engine has now gone back in the car,

but its rear axle is still outside in the car park.

FUZZ: Dave's made a lovely job

of putting this rear axle assembly back together.

Now, there is an interesting little conundrum

with the back axle.

As you can see, the disc brakes,

which are normally on the outer edge here of the hub

are actually mounted within this frame,

on the inside of the rear-driven axle.

It means that access to the rear brakes

is a little bit limited,

especially when bleeding the brakes,

which has to be done via some bleed nipples

that are situated at the top, around here.

What we're going to do is make a little modification

and make a pipe that exits out here

so that the next person to come along

can bleed the brakes more easily when they have to.

Good work, Dave.

NARRATOR: And it's not long before that rear assembly

is ready to go back on the car,

meaning that, bit by bit, Mick's Jag is coming together.

The engine and gearbox have been refurbed.

The work on the bonnet

and the rest of the body is complete,

although not yet reassembled,

because the E-Type is a notoriously complicated car.

And at the start of the final day,

anxiety is starting to fill the workshop.

FUZZ: We're literally hours away

from giving this car back to Mick,

and look at it, it's still in a thousand pieces.

Fingers crossed.

NARRATOR: Yes, thousands of intricate parts,

and it's not always obvious where some of them go.

Some are back on the car, some are still on the floor,

but the real worry is that some are still at the shops.

TIM: Where the hell is this place?

NARRATOR: Tim is on a wild goose chase,

trying to hunt them down.

TIM: This is ridiculous.

A six, eight, and ten mil copper pipe, coil off.

NARRATOR: Yes, Tim's shopping center deadline

has caught everyone out, including himself.

And if he doesn't get

those easy-to-forget last few bits sharpish,

the whole plan to give back the car will collapse.

TIM: So, what happens if you don't have them?

FUZZ: Then we can't have any brakes on the car,

so the car's going nowhere.

TIM: Okay, I hear you loud and clear.

I will get the parts.

FUZZ: See you in a bit. Bye.

TIM: All right, dude. Bye. Love you. Bye.

NARRATOR: Late afternoon, and back at the workshop,

it's as quiet as a library.

FUZZ: E-Types are fiendishly complex cars.

This one's absolutely no exception.

So many parts, so many tiny, little adjustments.

It's really touch-and-go.

We won't know whether anything's right

until we get the bonnet on.

If the bonnet fits, we're laughing.

NARRATOR: Yes, but getting the bonnet to fit

seems an awfully long way off,

especially as they are still waiting

for Tim to come back from his panic buying spree.

(clock striking)

TIM: I need some copper brake pipe.

Okay, can I take 2 meters of 12?

MAN: Yeah.

TIM: What size are these ones?

I'm gonna get some joining as well.

NARRATOR: It's now 5:00, closing time,

and Tim has bulk-bought

just about every bit he can think of, just in case.

But back at the workshop,

Tim's little bits are the last things on anyone's mind.

TIM: Let me just show you round this car.

The amount of work we have to do is ridiculous.

Wiring loom, no connection.

Interior, there's no interior.

The doors, there are no doors on it.

Windows, there's no windows on it.

There's no bonnet on it, there's no wheels on it,

there's no brakes on it.

There's no boot.

Fuzz.

FUZZ: Yeah?

TIM: How do you think it's going?

FUZZ: I think it's going quite badly.

I think we've been bitten by the Jaguar.

Serious about that.

We might have to actually push this one in.

NARRATOR: Saying it's going to be a long night

would be an understatement.

Will the E-Type be finished by morning

and reunited with its unsuspecting owner?

If it is, it'll be nothing short of a miracle.

It's a bright early morning

in the ancient city of Leicester.

Those early-bird shoppers

are just starting to fill the streets.

And at the Highcross shopping center,

right in the middle of town,

there's a bit of a kerfuffle.

It's Mick's resprayed, refurbed,

and fully restored E-Type Jag

being dragged, kicking and screaming,

to the shops, where in a few hours' time,

it will be reunited with its unsuspecting owner.

FUZZ: What do you reckon? TIM: Wow!

FUZZ: Doesn't it look stunning?

TIM: Fuzz, dude.

FUZZ: I'll tell you what--

TIM: That is absolutely gorgeous.

FUZZ: And the color, you got it right.

TIM: Mate, we did it.

FUZZ: But how are we going to give it away?

TIM: Win this car! Today, you can win this car.

FUZZ: Me?

TIM: No, not you. Actually, look, this is Candice.

Candice is helping us out.

She's our promo-- In a minute, all right?

She's our promotions girl.

She's going to be standing here and going,

"Win this car. Win this car." Right. We'll put these on here.

In the meantime, there happens to be...a celebrity here.

FUZZ: You?

(laughs)

TIM: I'm going to be hiding there, right?

FUZZ: Yeah, okay.

TIM: He gets to meet me. Bang! The rest is history.

We give him his car back. Come on, then.

NARRATOR: Before all that, to add to the surprise,

Mick's two daughters and grandchildren are here,

but what do they think of the car?

TIM: Okay, eyes up, ladies and gentlemen, eyes up.

There it is.

KAREN: Oh, my god!

TIM: You like that?

KAREN: It's just... It's unbelievable.

TIM: That's your dad's car.

KAREN: You guys are amazing.

TIM: Here's the plan. I need everyone to hide.

Fuzz will drag you out when the moment's right.

FUZZ: Yeah. We'll go out that way.

Okay, you come with me.

TIM: Get hiding.

This is it. This is it.

I can feel the nerves creeping up now.

NARRATOR: So, the scene is set.

Mick thinks he's being dragged by his wife to the shops

for endless hours of retail hell.

Little does he know that hidden in plain sight

will be his beloved car.

But, with its transformation complete,

will he recognize it or walk right past?

With Fuzz and Mick's family tucked away behind the scenes,

the trap is set.

And right on time, Mick and Trisha come into sight.

CANDICE: Hello, sir.

Are you interested in winning a car today?

You could win an E-Type Jaguar.

Guess the number plate, and this car could be yours.

We've actually got a celebrity here today

from one of the car shows.

Yeah. If you wait here,

I can go and get him and introduce you.

MICK: Yes.

CANDICE: Take a look.

NARRATOR: And sure enough,

Mick is completely unaware that this is his car.

MICK: It's nice.

TIM: Uh, yeah.

MICK: I've got one like this. It's away.

TIM: What, you've got a Jag? Which one have you got?

MICK: Two plus two.

TIM: Oh, you've got an E-Type? What color's your one?

MICK: Signet red, but with rust spots on it.

TIM: With what? MICK: With rust spots on it.

TIM: Oh, is it? Oh, right. Okay, yeah.

This is rubbing salt into the wound then, isn't it,

for you, I guess? Yeah.

I do, um...I do a show on TV called Car SOS.

And I don't know if you've heard of it.

MICK: Yeah, I watch that.

TIM: Oh, you watch the show?

Do you know what? I'm actually doing photos.

Do you want to do a photo?

MICK: Yeah. I need to grow a bit.

TIM: I'll come down. I'll come down a bit.

So you watch the show?

MICK: Yes, three times over.

TIM: Who do you prefer, me or Fuzz?

MICK: Both.

TIM: Okay, all right. Okay, cool.

MICK: I've watched all the repeats as well, haven't I?

TIM: Hang on there a second.

MICK: Yeah.

TIM: Let's put this together, okay?

I'm Tim from Car SOS.

MICK: Yeah.

TIM: This is your wife Trisha--

MICK: I hope so.

TIM: You're Mick.

MICK: Yeah. How did you know that?

TIM: And this car must be...

MICK: Oh, my god!

(applause)

(laughter)

TIM: Come here, come here.

MICK: It's beautiful.

TIM: This, this is your car. This is your car.

MICK: Yes!

(laughter)

MICK: This is just unbelievable.

TIM: How do you feel?

MICK: I'm so shocked. I feel brilliant.

It's lovely, the color choice.

FUZZ: Yeah? MICK: Was it your choice?

FUZZ: No, it was your wife's choice.

TIM: We had a bit of a fallout about which color it should go.

FUZZ: I wanted to go with the original white.

But this is right for you?

MICK: Yeah. Brilliant. TIM: Yes! Mate.

FUZZ: All right. Okay, I owe you 5p.

MICK: Brilliant. TIM: Dude, do you like it?

MICK: I love it.

TIM: It's good, isn't it?

NARRATOR: Just three weeks ago,

this E-Type was stuck in its garage

with little chance of ever getting back on the road.

Any hope of restoration nothing more than a pipe dream.

But today, Mick's dream has come true.

Those rippled and rusted panels now smooth and shiny

as the day it rolled off the production line in 1966.

The tarnished chrome gleaming

and the bodywork a stylish new shade of deep red.

And the oily and noisy engine now polished inside and out,

ready to be unleashed once more on the road,

of course, with its proud and devoted owner at the wheel.

TIM: Mate, this is your car.

MICK: Yeah, it's my baby. I just don't think it is.

TIM: Let me see that hand. Hold me that hand there.

MICK: I'm just gobsmacked. This is everything I wanted.

To me, this is the world. This is it.

I'll get rid of all the other junk now.

Keep this nice in the garage on its own.

TIM: And drive it. You've got to drive it.

MICK: Oh, I'll drive it, yeah.

I'll be coming over to Fuzz for a service.

(laughter)

Nice. Brilliant.

TIM: Are you a happy guy, then?

MICK: Oh, I'm really happy.

TIM: Do you think you could have done this car?

MICK: No, no. I'd have struggled.

I'm trying to wake up. I still think I'm in a dream.

TIM: There's, uh, one last thing we owe you.

We owe you a set of keys, dude, for your car.

You've been Car SOS'd.

MICK: Beautiful. Thank you very much.

TIM: We're going to leave you to enjoy the car now.

MICK: Thanks ever so much.

TIM: We know what it means to you.

So, come on, Fuzz, get out of here now.

FUZZ: Okay. MICK: Thanks a lot. Thank you.

TIM: All right. No worries. Take care.

MICK: Brilliant.

TIM: We did the E-Type.

We did the E-Type. We did the E-Type.

Nobody does the E-Type!

We got the E-Type! We did the E-Type!

♪ ♪

MICK: I can't believe that I'm driving this now.

I just thought I'm never going to get this done.

And to actually be driving it around,

uh, it's, it's lovely, isn't it?

I just feel over the moon.

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