EXT. JACOB'S CANNING FACTORY -- A WEEK LATER -- EARLY EVENING

JACOB (no recognition): "Hey!"

An exhausted Jacob, surrounded by a crowd of similarly overalled production line workers, is leaving after a hard day's shift. He carries a battered leather case.

A man walks toward him -- Newt. They collide and Jacob's case is knocked to the ground.

Jacob bends to pick up his case and looks down, puzzled. His old case is suddenly very heavy. One of the catches flicks open of its own accord. Jacob smiles a little, and bends down to open the case.

Newt has moved swiftly and purposefully onward.

Inside, the case is filled with solid silver Occamy eggshells, a note attached. As Jacob reads, we hear:

NEWT: "So sorry -- sorry!"

NEWT (V. O.): "Dear Mr. Kowalski, You are wasted in a canning factory. Please take these Occamy eggshells as collateral for your bakery. A well-wisher."