Sykes: Three sunrises. Three sunsets. Three days, Fagin.
Fagin: [counting on his fingers] Three sunrises. Three sunsets. Three days. Three, three, three. That's nine. Nine?
Sykes: No, Fagin. Three.
Fagin: Three? Oh, آپ mean, just three days? Oh, my goodness! Oh, I'm having a bad day!
Sykes: Now, I lent آپ some money, and I don't see it. Do آپ know what happens when I don't see my money, Fagin?
[rolls up the car window on Fagin's neck]
Sykes: People get hurt. People like آپ get hurt. Do I make myself clear?
Fagin: [wheezing] Clear! Perfectly clear!
Sykes: So, Fagin. Did we bring something...
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