The Lavender Hill Mob

Synopsis: Holland, a shy retiring man, dreams of being rich and living the good life. Faithfully, for 20 years, he has worked as a bank transfer agent for the delivery of gold bullion. One day he befriends Pendlebury, a maker of souvenirs. Holland remarks that, with Pendlebury's smelting equipment, one could forge the gold into harmless-looking toy Eiffel Towers and smuggle the gold from England into France. Soon after, the two plant a story to gain the services of professional criminals Lackery and Shorty. Together, the four plot their crime, leading to unexpected twists and turns.
Genre: Comedy, Crime
Director(s): Charles Crichton
Production: Universal
  Won 1 Oscar. Another 3 wins & 4 nominations.
Rotten Tomatoes:
78 min

- Is this your first visit to South America?

- Yes.

I wish I could stay longer.

It's a pleasant place.

Senor, congratulations.

A wonderful party. Thank you, senora.

The president himself told my husband

it was the occasion of the year.

Oh, senora. I was going to send you this

for your subscription list.

The, uh, victims of the revolution.

Perhaps I may be allowed

to give it to you now.

Thank you, senor.

Always so generous. Oh.

The wife of Martin Gallardo,

the frozen meat king.

Very decent couple. Oh, excuse me.


Pity you can't stay till sunday.

I've got a horse

in the Jockey Club stakes.

You... Rode...

A very good race.

A very good race.

Racing's not quite straight

out here.

Still, I do believe I've helped

to raise the standard a little.

Ah, Chiquita! Chiquita!

I hoped I'd see you. Mm.

You run along and get yourself

that little birthday present.

Oh, but how sweet of you.

Thank you!

You seem to have accomplished

quite a lot in one year.

One superb year.

Just when I was beginning to believe

I'd never achieve it.

For 20 years,

I've dreamed of a life like this.

For 19 of those years,

fate denied me the one contact...

Essential to the success

of all my plans.

Still, I never quite lost sight

of the goal.


as it often seemed to me...

When I was merely a...

Merely a nonentity...

Among all those thousands

who flock every morning into the city.

Most men who long to be rich know inwardly

that they will never achieve their ambition.

But I was in the unique position of having

a fortune literally within my grasp.

For it was my job to supervise

the deliveries of bullion...

From the gold refinery

to the bank.

- Lucky I saw that.

- Yes, very lucky.

Mr. Richards, with gold

at 240 shillings per fine ounce,

That particle,

estimating its value at, uh, .025,

Would entail a loss

of approximately six shillings.

Well, I've got a bit more out here

for you to check.

One hundred gold bars,

weighed to the value of 495,987!

Well, Mr. Richards, your deposit...

Will be returned in the usual way,

as soon as the gold enters the bank.

You are both armed?

I was well aware they all ridiculed me

for the way I fussed and worried.

That was precisely what I had striven

for years to achieve.

Here we go again.

There's a car been following us.

- That one, sir?

- No, of course not.

A black Chrysler, THX-375.

It's gone on ahead.

No sign of it now, sir.

It's probably waiting for us

around the next corner.

Go and have a look...

and leave me your gun, meanwhile.

Nobody could say that my precautions

were not fully justified.

Many a rascal would have

risked his all for half a million,

Not realizing that gold,

in the form of bullion,

Is useless without a method

of smuggling it abroad.

To find that method was my last

remaining problem. Come in.


I gave the bank their gold.

- Oh, thanks, Holland.

Everything quite in order?

- Yes, sir.

Silly question. Twenty years,

and nothing's ever been out of order yet.

Er, that will do, Holland.

Why don't you give

that poor old devil a chance?

Surely, after all this time,

he deserves a leg up.

Oh, I'm afraid

it wouldn't work, sir.

His one and only virtue

is honesty.

He has no imagination,

no initiative, sir.

I was a potential millionaire.

Yet I had to be satisfied with eight pounds,

fifteen shillings, less deductions.

A weekly reminder

that the years were passing,

And my problem still unsolved.

Until my ship came home,

I was obliged to live...

At the Balmoral private hote

in Lavender Hill.

Ah, Holland!

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