the power-tool whine is louder here. we are looking at a patch of wall.
clark and lump, covered in dirt and plaster dust, have started stuffing bundled bills and small sacks into large garbage bags. an irregular hole, about three feet across, gapes in the far wall.
as the two men enter clark is still holding forth:
the general climbs into the tunnel with a garbage bagful of money, followed by lump, likewise encumbered. lump hands back out a satchel to gawain, who sets it on the vault floor by the hole. from the way he handles it, it is quite heavy. pancake, also with a bag of money, is getting ready to climb in:
gawain, left behind, is muttering to himself as he uses a trowel and other instruments from his satchel to patch up the hole at his end of the tunnel.
having finished patching, gawain starts painting. he turns on his boombox, and out comes the big bassy "i left my wallet in el segundo."
the music loudly present at the cut. gawain takes a handheld blowdryer out of his satchel and flips it on, directing it at the fresh paint on the wall whose repairs are now invisible.