We use Optical Character Recognition (OCR) during our scanning and processing workflow to make the content of each page searchable. You can view the automatically generated text below as well as copy and paste individual pieces of text to quote in your own work.
Text recognition is never 100% accurate. Many parts of the scanned page may not be reflected in the OCR text output, including: images, page layout, certain fonts or handwriting.
THE LAVENDER HILL MOB 39
26 The Cross Roads. The camera shoots towards the stall. Pendlebury is cooing over his canvas. He takes a step towards camera to get a better light on it. The proprietor of the stall, Clayton, watches him closely. A loud, imperious hoot from a passing car brings Pendlebury to earth. He glances again at his watch and moves back to the cross roads. The camera tracks in front of him.
Clayton {shouting) : Hey! Pendlebury is too intent to realize he is being called. This angers Clayton, who hurries up behind him and grabs him by the arm. glayton : No, you don't! pendlebury {swinging round, bewildered) : Don't
what? clayton : I saw you pinch it. Pendlebury suddenly realizes with a shock what he has done. pendlebury: Oh, good gracious! I'm so sorry.
What must you think of me? clayton:! think you're the bloke who pinched my
Monarch of the Glen last week, that's what I think. pendlebury: No, no, I assure you... (His artistic
sense revolted.) Pinch a Landseer? Me? clayton (tightening his grip) : You'd best come quiet. By this time a crowd is collecting. Pendlebury is so worried about the approaching van that he tries to edge his way out, forgetting that he is still clutching the canvas. pendlebury: Look, my dear fellow, if you'll just have patience for five minutes, I'll come back and explain . . . clayton (exploding): Five minutes! (shouting to his assistant) Charlie, get on the blower. Nine nine nine.
27 The Street. Camera tracks in front of the van which is now approaching the spot chosen for the operation.