This jacket is a tight fit.

14,000 marks in that pocketbook.

I don't like this jacket.

This jacket sets well.

This jacket is a little too big.

14,000 marks were in that pocketbook.

The nail tore his jacket.

Can't you see it's my jacket?

There's 10,200 marks in this pocketbook... and there's 3,400 that I won last night.

The jacket, which I wanted, costed three hundred dollars.

My pocketbook.

I want that pocketbook.

I want that pocketbook.

Wallet.

They find themselves sort of sandwiched between the urban areas and the rural areas.

Give me... give me that...wallet.

It was in your wallet.

Vous mettez I'orange sur le menton comme ça put the orange in like so.

I've lost my pocketbook.

Una arancia. Eine Apfelsine.

We were attacked from both sides.

Her hair is streaked with gray.

One wallet containing 4,000 francs.

He spoke with a Taiwanese accent mixed in.

The way before them was like the appearance of the way of the rooms which were toward the north according to their length so was their breadth and all their exits were both according to their fashions, and according to their doors.

The way before them was like the appearance of the way of the rooms which were toward the north according to their length so was their breadth and all their exits were both according to their fashions, and according to their doors.

And the way before them was like the appearance of the chambers which were toward the north, as long as they, and as broad as they and all their goings out were both according to their fashions, and according to their doors.

And the way before them was like the appearance of the chambers which were toward the north, as long as they, and as broad as they and all their goings out were both according to their fashions, and according to their doors.

She is looking for her missing wallet.

He took out the wallet from his inside jacket pocket.

You did not see his pocketbook, did you, Baron?

Here's your pocketbook, you silly old thing.

That pocketbook he stole from me.

You don't kill a man about a pocketbook.

The Pop Tart, the Pringle, Cheez Whiz, none of that stuff.

And here they are trapped and we'll chase them from two sides.

I haven't anything in the world but that pocketbook!

In the chair, with the collar around his...?

Correct the mistake and return the file to Mr Luxemburg.

Before the rooms was a walk of ten cubits' breadth inward, a way of one cubit and their doors were toward the north.

Before the rooms was a walk of ten cubits' breadth inward, a way of one cubit and their doors were toward the north.

And before the chambers was a walk of ten cubits breadth inward, a way of one cubit and their doors toward the north.

And before the chambers was a walk of ten cubits breadth inward, a way of one cubit and their doors toward the north.

Maybe he did try to take your pocketbook... but you don't kill a man for that.

According to the doors of the rooms that were toward the south was a door at the head of the way, even the way directly before the wall toward the east, as one enters into them.