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[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:
Why, this is incredible! This is amazing! Why, this is -...

[gets disillusioned]

Van Dough:
This is... this is junk!

Regina Rich:
[they both look insulted] Junk?

Van Dough:
What is this? Bronze dog bones? Accordians? 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 treasured possessions!

Van Dough:
But where's the gold... 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 isn't one single platinum 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!