The mechanic was wiping his hands on an oily rag as I approached, which was high on the list of things they did in the movies.
He tried to double talk me, since as a woman I couldn't possibly know about cars. Yet another thing mechanics did in movies.
I calmly suggested what I thought was wrong, which he scoffed at (another movie thing) then when he tried to prove me wrong by starting up the car oil shot out and landed all over me.
Not a movie thing. But the rag actually worked well, so call it a draw.