:49:28
I was dreaming.
:49:30
Now I will show you
how we make coffee in the desert...
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underneath the stars.
:49:37
You don't make it yourself, do you?
:49:39
No, of course not.
:49:41
A Circassian slave...
:49:43
Iovely as sin, cooks it for us, kneeling.
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- And if it is not to our liking...
- I know!
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She's stripped to the waist...
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and lashed for miles across the Sahara.
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Where she is finally eaten by locusts,
and rightly.
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Now, take this canister,
and do exactly as I tell you.
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And if I fail?
:50:11
The Yorkshire moors are just behind us.
:50:17
Six spoonfuls.
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One!
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Two!
:50:29
Three!
:50:32
Four!
:50:34
Five!
:50:44
Get off, you! Get your arms away from me!
:50:51
What's the matter with you? Are you mad?