I've had another go at the heist scene. We're getting there...
"It's his art collection they're after, the driver said so," opined a more informed individual, nodding in the direction of the van. The word spread instantly. "... a whole house full of valuables. Paintings and statues and whatnot..." "... degenerate? I should say so!..." "... shouldn't be allowed...." "... always thought that it was an unfortunate policy to allow so many important works of art to be concentrated in the hands of Jewish...." "... some remarkably fine pieces..." "... makes you sick just to look at that stuff ..." "... years of investment in the arts..." "... whole rooms with nothing but statues of naked ladies..." "... worth a small fortune, I should think..." "... millions of shillings..." "... a king's ransom..." Having had their hopes raised to such a pitch, the crowd was disappointed when two of the Goldberg servants came tottering through the front door, carrying only a single painting. It was swaddled in blankets for protection, and Mr Goldberg hovered over it in an agony of concern, like a mountainous mother hen.
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on 2009-11-29 07:42 am (UTC)"It's his art collection they're after, the driver said so," opined a more informed individual, nodding in the direction of the van. The word spread instantly.
"... a whole house full of valuables. Paintings and statues and whatnot..."
"... degenerate? I should say so!..."
"... shouldn't be allowed...."
"... always thought that it was an unfortunate policy to allow so many important works of art to be concentrated in the hands of Jewish...."
"... some remarkably fine pieces..."
"... makes you sick just to look at that stuff ..."
"... years of investment in the arts..."
"... whole rooms with nothing but statues of naked ladies..."
"... worth a small fortune, I should think..."
"... millions of shillings..."
"... a king's ransom..."
Having had their hopes raised to such a pitch, the crowd was disappointed when two of the Goldberg servants came tottering through the front door, carrying only a single painting. It was swaddled in blankets for protection, and Mr Goldberg hovered over it in an agony of concern, like a mountainous mother hen.