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THE LAVENDER HILL MOB 37
Holland: It's a risk we must take. We need everyone. Speed is vital. We have two hundred bars to move. You have to gag me and bind me, tear my clothes, roll me in the dust ... we can't waste one second !
shorty (with a. shrug) : Okay, you're the boss.
Holland: Yes.
13 Close Shot Holland, Having answered automatically, he suddenly realizes what has been said to him.
Holland : Yes that's right, I am. He cannot help preening himself a little as he gazes round his gang. Dissolve.
14 Close Shot to Medium Long Shot in yard of gold refinery. Camera starts on a huge pile of gold bars stacked neatly between layers of baize in the refinery van, which is standing with its doors open in the yard of the refinery. The Foreman is putting the last two bars in place. He comes out of the van and walks up to Holland and the Bullion Manager, who are standing together watching the loading. The camera tracks back.
foreman : Two hundred and twelve bars, sir. All in. Holland nods, signs a paper he is holding and liands it to the Bullion Manager.
Holland : Right, Mr Richards. Your deposit will be returned in the usual way as soon as the gold enters the Bank.
Holland (turning to Wallis and Bridger) : You're both... Before he can finish the sentence, Wallis and Bridger both produce and display their revolvers. Holland nods, satisfied.
Holland: Good. Let's go. Bridger walks away towards the driving seat. Wallis shuts and locks the van door with Holland inside, then goes to the front. The grille behind the van closes, and the big steel doors leading to the street slide open.