[having forced Richard Sr. and Regina to open Mount Richmore, Van Dough finds that instead of money, it contains... baby pictures, comic books, baseball cards, finger paintings, and other bric-a-brac!]
Van Dough:
This is incredible! This is amazing! This is -...
[gets disillusioned]
Van Dough:
This is... this is junk!
Regina Rich:
[they both look insulted]
Junk?
Van Dough:
Bronze dog bones? What - Accordions? Baby pictures, tricycles, kites...
[picks up a]
Van Dough:
Bowling trophies?
Richard Rich Sr.:
Oh, do you remember that, darling?
Regina Rich:
Our first date!
Van Dough:
What is all of this crap?
Regina Rich:
These are our priceless possessions!
Van Dough:
Where are the gold bars... the diamonds... the negotiable bearer bonds? The money!
[points his gun at them]
Van Dough:
WHERE'S THE MONEY?
Richard Rich Sr.:
In banks, where else? And the stock market, real estate...
Van Dough:
No! Is this some kind of joke? You're telling me there's not one single solitary gold bar, or emerald, or $1,000 bill in this *entire mountain*?
Richard Rich Sr.:
Well, I'm sorry to disappoint you, Lawrence, but that's not what we treasure.
Van Dough:
[to Ambler]
Shoot them! Shoot them now, please!
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