The Bank Job (2008)
Stephen Campbell Moore: Kevin Swain
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Quotes
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Kevin Swain : [after being released by the police] How the hell did that happen?
Terry Leather : Fucked if I know. Just keep walking.
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Kevin Swain : We're not bank robbers.
Terry Leather : Maybe that's why we could get away with it.
Dave Shilling : It's a bit daunting, isn't it?
Terry Leather : You know what scares me more? Living and dying with nothing to show for it. You know how old Mozart was when he composed his first minuet?
Dave Shilling : No.
Terry Leather : Five. Five! A fucking minuet!
Kevin Swain : And how would you know that fact, Terry?
Terry Leather : Because it's tattooed on that stripper's arse, Kevin. What the fuck's it matter how I know? It's a fact and you're missing the point, Kev. What I'm trying to say is, we stop fucking about and stop picking the shit from under our fingernails.
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[before cutting through the floor]
Kevin Swain : If we hit the Chicken Inn, we'll be knee-deep in fried chicken.
Bambas : I'll be happy if we don't hit the sewage.
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Dave Shilling : I've got a question. What do we do with all the dirt we gonna dig out of the hole?
Kevin Swain : [facetiously] It's all been worked out, Dave. We'll dig another hole in that corner over there and put it in that.
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Kevin Swain : So what are these films you're in?
Dave Shilling : Ah, forget about it.
Kevin Swain : Go on.
Dave Shilling : Technically, it's what you call pornography.
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Lew Vogel : [has just received the anticipated call from the bank robbers] Hello?
Terry Leather : Who am I talking to?
Lew Vogel : [very keenly] Terry Leather, Kevin Swain, Martine Love, Eddie Burton. Yeah, Mr. Shilling was kind enough to speak with me about this.
Terry Leather : You put Dave on the phone now.
Lew Vogel : Well I'd oblige to, but... he seems to be indisposed at the moment.
Terry Leather : What do you want?
Lew Vogel : Just a couple of things from what you've stolen. A ledger with a dark red cover. And some photos that I'm sure the MI-5 is interested in. The "Royal portfolio".
Terry Leather : All we got is money and jewels.
Lew Vogel : [takes glasses off, to rub his eyes] Then I suggest you look again.
[gives phone to Eddie who's tied to a chair]
Lew Vogel : Speak to your friends.
[holds phone out and puts glasses back on]
Eddie Burton : [terrified and miserable] Hello? Who is this?
Terry Leather : Eddie, this is Terry.
Eddie Burton : [crying] Oh Terry, fucking hell. Dave's all messed up, and they're going to do the same to me. You got to help.
Terry Leather : [calm] Listen to me, Eddie. I don't have what he wants.
Eddie Burton : No?
[off Vogol's bitter stern look who has heard this too starts panicking]
Eddie Burton : No, you've got to have what they want, you've got to. You've got to help.
Terry Leather : Eddie, what am I supposed to do? You tell him, we don't have it!
Eddie Burton : [pleading] You've got to. You have to. You...
Terry Leather : [yelling] What else am I supposed to do? Tell him that! You tell him, I don't have his fucking ledger! You tell that cunt now!
Eddie Burton : [breaking down in tears softly to Vogol who has lowered the phone] No.
[shaking his head]
Eddie Burton : He doesn't have it.
Lew Vogel : [nods/says understandingly but in reality sarcastic] Right.
[nods to cohort]
Vogol's cohort : [making a quick fluid motion takes his gun out and shoots/kills Dave]
Eddie Burton : NO!
[Lew Vogel puts the phone back up to Eddie's face so he can report the news to Terry]
Eddie Burton : They just shot Dave.
[tears streaming down his face]
Eddie Burton : Dave is dead.
[Terry Leather's face is covered with a shocked look]
Lew Vogel : [takes the phone and says in it] I'll give you one hour to find what I want... or I'll kill this man too.
[hangs phone up]
Terry Leather : [more shocked then ever hangs up and runs with Kevin to the van. They start emptying every bag out, creating a heap of papers] Fuck!
Kevin Swain : [sees a red ledger] Wait, is this it? This might be it.
Terry Leather : [picks it up and reads] Lew Vogel. That's what this bastard is.
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Kevin Swain : Alright, let's make some money!
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Kevin Swain : [to Martine and Terry] Okay, what's going on? You two have been staring daggers at each other since we left the bank. What is it, lover's tiff?
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Terry Leather : You mean M.I.FUCKING 5?
Kevin Swain : Or 6