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He then triumphantly pulls out a painting. It's the one!,

SUIT MAN:

What would we do without you! The entire inventory of British Art

stored in that one, curious brain of yours.

BEAN beams.

INT. NATIONAL GALLERY. BOARDROOM - DAY

GARETH:

Then we are agreed, gentlemen. He goes.

VINCENT:

Only if we're positive that the new catalogue database will render Mr.

Bean's hitherto 'talents' obsolete.

HUBERT:

There's no question.

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LORD WALTON:

Very well. Mr Bean is.... art history. We can all stop taking the

pills.

A reserved smatter of laughter, from relief more than anything. LORD

W. talks into an intercom on the table.

LORD WALTON:

Miss Hutchinson, would you send Mr. Bean up to the boardroom, please.

MISS HUTCHINSON:

(V/O )

Yes sir. oh, and Lord Walton, the Grierson Gallery called again.

LORD WALTON:

Thank you. (To the room) One final thing. Once again we have been

invited by the Grierson Gallery of Southern California to second one of

our staff for a short visit. The Grierson has a fairly modest

collection - but it does include the most famous American painting of

all, 'Whistler's Mother'. Any thoughts?

Cut to the trustees - they shake their heads and wrinkle, their noses,

not very interested. A 106 year old SIR RUPERT puts up his hand.

LORD WALTON:

Yes. Sir Rupert. And may I say sir, how honoured we are that you

still grace us with all your time, wisdom, and infinite knowledge.

Your invaluable thoughts, sir?

SIR RUPERT:

Could you speak up please. I didn't catch the question.

CUT TO:

INT. NATIONAL GALLERY. STORAGE OFFICE - DAY

Back in his office area BEAN ceremoniously hands SUIT MAN the Van Hocht

painting. He's very proud of himself.

SUIT MAN:

Thank you, Bean. You're a genius.

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BEAN laughs - delighted. SUIT MAN exits and MISS HUTCHINSON enters,

warily.

MISS HUTCHINSON:

Mr. Bean. Lord Walton would like to see you in the boardroom.

BEAN gives a little pleasured squeak. How exciting for him. He

follows MISS HUTCHINSON out into the corridor.

CUT TO:

INT. NATIONAL GALLERY. CORRIDOR. DAY

BEAN walks along the same corridor as before. Turns off another light.

Then comes to the room where he saw the Programmer. The computer,

showing a Van Gogh portrait, is on and no-one's there. BEAN, who hates

wasted electricity, goes in to switch it off.

We see the Van Gogh change to a pictorial representation of the Storage

room - with an arrow pointing to where the Van Gogh is located. BEAN

is clearly going to be replaced by this programme. Or not ... BEAN

searches for the plug, but it's under acres of desk - so he simply

pulls a cable out of the back the computer. The entire system clicks

off. At which moment the Programmer comes back in.

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