Fagin's Plan

(Thunder Rumbling)

Fagin: This is an airtight plan, Sykes. Sweet and simple. I ransom the kitty, and you get paid in full tomorrow. I'll even toss in a little extra for your patience. (Guffawing) Whaddya say? It's my final offer. Take it or leave it.

(Buzzing)

Sykes' voice: Yeah, who is it?

Fagin: Oh...

(Camera Whirring)

Fagin, it's you. Why didn't you say so?

Fagin: (Nervous chuckling) Oh! Good question. But listen... if you're busy, we can drop by some other time.

Sykes: Don't be silly. Just push the door. (Buzzing)

(Fagin grunting)

Sykes' voice: I said, push!

(Fagin's begins to push the door softly but the door opens itself)

Ooh! What do you mean? You start with the knuckles.

Ahh, Fagin. Do come in.

I'll be right with you.

(Door squeaks)

Yeah. No, you don't kill 'im yet.

Huh? Yeah. And then, what's-what's the last thing you do? You put on the cement shoes.

Yeah. Yeah, yeah, that's right. Come on. Hey, don't worry about it.

(Clinking)

(Slams and dings)

Sykes: So, Fagin. Did we bring something green and wrinkly to make me happy?

Fagin: Sykes, I've got an airtight k-kitty... plan... plan! It's sweet and simple... the plan.

- Oh, boy, oh, boy, oh, boy.

- Let's just take this from the top.

(Dogs growling)

Sykes: What... What am I gonna do with you, Fagin?

Fagin: I've got this kitty, you see...

Fagin.

[Stammering]

You don't got the money.

- [Snaps]

Fagin: Oh, no! Oh, no!

- [Snarling]

- Oh... No, no, no! Stop! Please, Sykes, please!

(Dogs growling)

Fagin: Sykes, I'm getting your money tonight! It's coming tonight! Please. It's from a rich cat... I mean, a cat from a rich family's paying... Ow! They're coming tonight with the money I owe you, uuh, to get the cat back!

- [Snaps]

- [Whimpers]

Sykes: (grunts) Hey, I think there's hope for you yet. Oh-ho! I'm proud of ya, Fagin. Yeah, you're startin' to think big. You've got hours. And, Fagin? (Lighter clicking) This is your last chance.

(Clicks)