David Copperfield Page #5

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You step in forever.

I'm not to be trifled with!

For the first and last time,

is he ready to go?

And you ma'am?

Have you anything to say?

I have nothing to add,

Except to thank you for your politeness.

Your very great politeness, I'm sure.

And what does the boy say?

Are you ready to go, David?

Please don't let me go.

They made my poor mama very unhappy.

They've never liked me

or been kind to me.

Please let me stay with you, Aunt.

And you Mr. Dick.

What do you think I should do

with this child?

Do? Have him measured

for a suit of clothes directly?

Mr. Dick give me your hand.

Your common sense is invaluable.

I'll take my chance with the boy.

If he's all you say he is,

At least I can do as much for him

than as you have done.

But I don't believe a word of it.

Miss Trotwood,

if you were a gentleman!

Bah! Stuff and non sense!

How exquisitely polite!

Do you think I don't know

what kind of a life

You must have led this boy's mother,

that poor,

Unhappy child you married.

What a woeful day it was

for the soft little creature

When you first came her way.

Smirking and making great eyes at her.

I'll be bound, as if

you couldn't say "boh" to a goose!

I never heard anything so elegant.

Smooth and silky you were.

The poor little innocent

had never seen such a man.

He was made of sweetness.

He worshipped her.

Doted on her dear little boy.

He was to be another father to him.

And they were all to live together

in a garden of roses.

And when you had made sure of her,

you began to break her.

To train her like a poor caged bird

wearing her life away.

Teaching her to sing your notes.

This is either insanity or intoxication.

You're a tyrant!

You tormented that simple child

through her boy here.

That is why sight of him

is odious to you.

You broke her heart,

and gave her wounds that she died of!

And there's the truth for you!

The woman's mad.

Good day to you, sir and goodbye!

Good day to you, ma'am.

Let me see you ride a donkey

over my green again,

And as sure as you have a head

upon your shoulder,

I'll knock your bonnet off

and tread upon it!

Thank you! Oh, thank you Aunt!

King Charles is King of the castle.

King Charles is King of the castle.

But why must I go away, Aunt Betsey?

I want to stay with you and Mr. Dick.

You have to be educated, David,

and take your place in the world.

There isn't a finer school

in Canterbury than Dr. Strong's.

You must make us proud, David.

Never be mean in anything.

Never be false. Never be cruel.

Avoid these three vices and

I can always be hopeful for you.

Very well, Aunt. I'll try.

There's a good boy.

Isn't he Mr. Dick?

The finest boy... in England.

But I love you, and Mr. Dick so much.

I don't want to go away.

Now now.

What a kind man you're going

to live with, Mr. Wickfield,

My business advisor and good friend.

He has such a pleasant old house.

And Canterbury isn't far away.

How was school today, David?

Great fun.

What do you think happened, Agnes?

Steerforth, the head boy you know,

and everyone's hero,

Let me bowl to him at cricket.

And he walked back to school with me.

How fine.

Papa, you're tired.

Yes... yes Agnes.

Perhaps I am.

Shall I take those papers downstairs,

father dear?

My little guardian.

Ever since her mother died.

May I take them Mr. Wickfield?

Thank you David,

Thank you.

You're working late tonight, Mr. Heep.

Ah ha, Master Copperfield.

Pray, Master Copperfield,

do call me Uriah, if you please.

Certainly.

I'm improving my legal knowledge.

I suppose you are quite a great lawyer.

Me? Oh, no Master Copperfield.

I'm a very humble person,

I'm well aware.

My mother is likewise, humble.

We live in a humble abode.

We've many things to be thankful for.

My father's former calling was humble.

He was a sexton.

What is he now?

He is a partaker of glory at present,

Master Copperfield.

I'm thankful for my place here with

Mr. Wickfield.

Oh, what a worthy gentleman he is.

Perhaps you'll be a partner

in Mr. Wickfield's business

One of these days.

Me? Oh, no Master Copperfield.

I'm far too humble for that.

I think you would come

into the business at last.

Why? I have no views of that, sort.

Oh yea, I think you will.

Certainly. Oh, I know.

And won't Miss Agnes be glad, eh?

Mother will be expecting me.

Will it suit your convenience

if I snuff the candle?

Yes, Uriah.

Goodnight, Master Copperfield.

Goodnight, Uriah.

The silent gliding on of existence.

The unseen, unfelt progress of life

from childhood to youth...

The end of school days.

Latin verses.

If it weren't for you, Agnes.

I should never have learned them.

Steerforth, how how handsome.

How astonishing clever he was.

Always so generous.

Agnes, do you remember this?

Oh, what fun we used to have

on those Sunday walks.

Remember?

I carved a little wooden heart for you

with my first penknife.

Oh, but you will have lost

that years ago.

We really must finish your packing,

David,

Or we'll be late

for the party at school.

Here.

Oh, you can't imagine how excited I am.

A few days holiday.

And a short visit with

my beloved Peggotty's in Yarmouth.

And then London,

and start serious work on my book.

Agnes?

Those are tears in your eyes.

Father and I in this quiet old place,

will be sorry

When you're gone.

Ah, but I shouldn't be at the other end

of the world.

I'll write to you and see you often.

I shall always want to confide in you,

Agnes.

Whatever happens,

whenever I fall in trouble.

Even when you fall in love?

Haha, even then.

My only wonder is, you're not been

in love yourself by this time.

Ah, but I know of no one

who even deserves to love you.

Someone better than anyone

I've ever seen here,

Must rise up before I'd give my consent.

Ah, David.

Haha, even then, I should hesitate.

How proud we shall be

when your first book is completed.

How much I shall owe to you,

if it ever is completed.

What faith I ever had in my writing

was to be by you.

Ah, I shall miss you like my right hand.

Although, that does not say much.

For there's no head in my right hand.

And no heart.

And they both will miss you terribly.

Oh, Master Copperfield.

Mr. Copperfield, I should say.

I... I'm so busy, I didn't see you.

You seem very busy indeed these days,

Uriah.

Yea, I'm so glad to be of use

to Mr. Wickfield.

What an excellent man he is.

But...

How imprudent he has become.

Anyone else had been in my place

during the last few years,

He'd have had Mr. Wickfield

under his thumb.

Under his thumb!

Haha, b... but I'm the humble instrument

that is humbly serving him.

Pardon me.

I assume this imposing epithet houses

the brightest star

In my armament of

Earthly companions.

I allude to Master David Copperfield.

Micawber!

Copperfield.

Mr. Micawber, how wonderful to see you

in Canterbury.

Thank you.

This successful conclusion of

my paragonation through the highways

And byways is a happy ardory

that something extraordinary

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