David Copperfield Page #6

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Is bound to turn up.

Will you excuse me please, sir?

Mr. Micawber, this is Uriah Heep,

who works for my good friend,

Mr. Wickfield.

How do you do?

Any friend of my friend Copperfield,

has a personal claim upon me.

Oh thank you, thank you sir.

But I am too humble to be called

a friend, Mr. Micawber.

I'm grateful to Mr. Copperfield

for his kindness.

Now, if you'll excuse me.

A man, I perceive,

of remarkable shrewdness.

Ah! Fruit.

Now tell me, how is Mrs. Micawber?

Mrs. Micawber is,

I am pleased to state, in status quo.

In short, was it not for unfortunate

Circumstances,

not unconnected with finance...

Tell me.

No, no.

I shall never be able to hold my head

erect before my fellow man.

But, I confide in you,

that we are being held

Virtually as prisoners at the Sun Inn.

The sum involved is admittedly trifling.

Oh, you must allow me.

Never! Never!

Oh please. I insist.

You overwhelm me.

Your generosity flaws me.

"Should old acquaintance be forgot,

and never to return..."

Goodbye, Mr. Micawber.

Goodbye.

I am impressed with your friend, Heep.

He has been good enough

to offer me employment

In a confidential capacity.

Then, something did turn up!

Perhaps the foundation of a now career.

I have an acquaintance with the law.

Only as a Defendant, of course.

Would it be too much to hope that

Mr. Micawber would eventually be

eligible for a judge,

Of a chancellor?

Yes! He'd be eligible.

I wish you all success.

Thank you.

Have a good holiday.

Enjoy London, and have a good time

with all your old friends

At Yarmouth.

And why should they have

such an unchristian name as Peggotty,

I don't know.

Oh, thank you Aunt.

Thank you for everything.

Fiddlesticks.

Save your sentiment for Agnes.

David will have no time

for sentiment in London,

Seeing the sight of his good friend,

Steerforth.

Oh, there's no one like Steerforth.

He belongs to the grand world,

Yet he's as kind and simple

as if he were

A country cutlet, like myself.

You're a good friend, David.

I hope he's worthy of you.

Remember Agnes, I promised.

You'll see how I work at my writing.

Goodbye you all, goodbye.

Goodbye.

Why, Copperfield, Old Boy.

Steerforth!

I... I never was so glad.

But David... David.

Where's the little nipper

that I used to order about at school?

Order about, it was an honor.

The great Steerforth.

Head boy.

So kind and protective

to a small nobody.

I shall never forget

what a hero you were.

Oh, my dear David.

I was never anybody's hero.

Not even my own.

Come on.

There are some fine, highstepping girls

dancing tonight, David.

It's a gala evening, Steerforth.

I've always wanted to see

"The Enchanted Bird."

Yes, but I can scarcely be excited

over an old bird over forty,

Being shot by a bow and arrow.

David, that's the stage.

Oh, Auntie, isn't it lovely?

I say, don't let her know it...

In the next balcony

is the most beautiful girl.

Oh Steerforth, what heavenly curls.

By Jove, she is pretty.

But those two hags with her...

Oh, how wonderful

if I could only speak to her.

Oh, but I never shall.

Unless something happens

like the theater catching fire.

There is a much easier way than that.

Trust an old hand.

Dear, oh dear.

My glasses.

Excuse me ma'am.

I'll find them in the interval.

In the meanwhile, allow me.

I have an excellent pair.

Thank you sir.

Is not the ballet charming?

Yes, yes indeed.

I'm afraid you can see

but half the stage.

I wonder, I dare hardly suggest it,

but, our bow has a better view.

I wonder whether I may not tempt you

and the other ladies to share.

Lorenda, do you think?

Oh, it is most irresilient.

I'm afraid Dora cannot see

the ballet too well.

I think we might venture, Emilia.

A gentleman, I'm sure.

It's too kind... too much.

Dora, come along.

Now, I trust you have an adequate view.

A pleasurable one, thank you.

Permit me.

Thank you.

Yes... yes, I've always considered

botany a fascinating subject.

One learns so much from nature.

Oh, indeed.

In the quite of the country of Norwood,

We are able to devote our lives to Dora.

I shall be riding often

in the direction of Norwood,

Miss Spenlow.

Oh, oh yes indeed.

How... how agreeable.

Oh, she's like a dove.

We have the most beautiful dove cage

at home.

Oh Miss Spendlow,

I would love to see the dove cage.

May I call?

May I call?

Would your Aunts have any objection?

Can he be so cruel as to shoot her?

Sometimes, love is cruel, Miss Spenlow.

Do you think so? Oh!

Oh! Now he's drawn his bow!

Oh dear.

Be careful!

She's escaped.

She's escaped!

Please Miss Spenlow, may I call?

Perhaps.

If my Aunt permits.

The old sun must be amused

by the constant spectacle

Of romantic lovers.

Come along, David.

Let's take them by surprise.

Oh Steerforth,

they're very simple people.

Why, of course.

I'll be anything you please.

Comical, sentimental,

or whatever the scene suggests.

They're the best people in the world.

Why, of course they are, David.

Of course they are.

Oh, I never felt so good.

Oh dear, oh dear, oh dear.

Master David, Master David...

David! David boy!

This is Steerforth, my friend.

Emily. Ham, how are you?

This is Emily, sir.

And this is my nephew, Ham sir,

Mr. Steerforth.

How are you?

Well, to think of you two gentlemen

coming here tonight

Under this roof.

Come here, my little pet.

Come here, my little Emily.

If this ain't the brightest night

in your Uncle's life as ever was,

Or ever will be, I'm a shellfish.

Boiled in oil, too.

Now listen mates,

there's something I got to tell you.

Hahaha, she knowed I was going to tell.

And, whatever does this

here blessed carp puller do,

But lose that there heart of his to

our little Emily.

Tonight, he makes so bold as to

ask for her hand, and she agreed.

I know that if I capsized,

and to see the town light shing

For the last time,

I'd go down quiet a thinking

there was a man ashore the iron true

To my little Emily

as long as that man lived.

I'd lay down my life for her,

Master Davy.

Why gentlemen, she's more to me than...

More to me than I'd ever want.

More to me than I can ever say.

There's a many a man

who can say it better.

No man could say it better, or

deserve happiness more than you, Ham

Ham, I give you joy.

Thank you sir.

And unless you can induce your niece

to return, I shall go.

For such a gaze at your fireside

tonight,

I would make for the wealth

of the Indies.

I'll go fetch

the bright-eyed little thing.

It can't be! Davy!

Oh, my darling!

Cheers Peggotty, cheers.

What a fine young thing you are.

I... I can't see you for the feeling.

Dear Peggotty.

I'm sorry to hear about poor Mr. Barkis.

Aye, he went out with the tide,

as you may say, Davy.

Oh, he was a good and faithful man.

If your sweet mother could see you now,

Davy.

Yes, Peggotty, do you remember

when she and I

Danced together in the winter twilight?

To hear the music box,

and to sleep with her under the wall.

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