The Bank Job (2008)
Michael Jibson: Eddie Burton
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Quotes
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Eddie Burton : [over radio] All clear on the western front, Guy.
Dave Shilling : [grabbing the radio from Guy] No names, Eddie.
Eddie Burton : [over radio] Sorry, Dave.
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Terry Leather : [on radio] We can smell the money, over.
Eddie Burton : [on radio] Look, money may be your god but it ain't mine, alright? I want a warm bath and a cup of tea, over.
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[first lines]
Eddie Burton : [while drilling a mileage meter back] Another Terry Leather low mileage gem.
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Terry Leather : Radio's in the bag. Binoc's as well. There's a bed set at the top floor of this building. Pay for the week. The ladder will get you to the roof. You're in from Liverpool, looking for work.
Eddie Burton : I don't have a Liverpool accent.
Terry Leather : Then don't talk to anyone, Eddie.
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Eddie Burton : [on radio] When are you guys gonna hit the vault? I'm freezing my tits off up here. Over.
Guy Singer : In the Army, soldiers would pull on their puds to keep the blood flowing.
Eddie Burton : [on radio] What regiment were you in? The Royal Corps of Wankers?
Guy Singer : Yes, we welcome new members.
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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.