- James May - Presenter: To see if it's worth it, I'm going to test this ginormous city car on the streets of Liverpool. And to spur me on a bit, I'm going to have a race and it's against the latest French development in urban transport solutions: a couple of young men in silly trousers.
- James May - Presenter: I should probably explain that these aren't just any young men. They are masters of something called Parkour.
- [One of the Parkour masters runs in front of his car and makes him stop. The other vaults over the hood]
- James May - Presenter: It's a French invention and involves that sort of thing. Running around the city, leaping across buildings and benches. You know, keeps them off the street.
- James May - Presenter: [narrating] Not only were the scow Spidermen unstoppable, they also knew where they were going. Which I didn't.
- [James stops to ask for directions]
- James May - Presenter: Excuse me, sir. Do you know where the Liver Building is?
- man: No, no. LIE-ver Building.
- James May - Presenter: Why isn't it called LIE-verpool then?
- man: Well... um...
- [James finally arrives at the Liver Building]
- James May - Presenter: And they're not here. They are not here. No sign of combat trousers about. That is a victory for beer guts over washboard stomachs, fashionable clothes from army surplus shops, stupid expensive trousers. Here I am in my tatty jeans and my old biff about shoes with the broken laces and I've won.
- [We see that the Parkour masters have scaled the tower]
- James May - Presenter: Oh, for Pete's sake!