Great Expectations

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(CLANKING OF CHAINS)

(GEESE HONKING)

(CLANKING OF CHAINS)

- (CRIES OUT)

- Hold your noise!

Hold your noise, you little devil,

or I'll cut your throat!

- Tell us your, name! Quick!

- Pip!

- Once more! Give it mouth!

- Pip!

- Shh!

- Pip, sir! No, sir, please.

Got wittles on you, boy?

You got wittles on you?

No, sir!

Come here.

What fat cheeks you got.

Darn me if I couldn't eat 'em.

Where's your mother?

(STAMMERS) There, sir!

Also Georgiana, sir

- (GRUNTS)

- My mother and brothers too.

Orphan, eh?

Who d'you live with?

Supposin' I let you live.

My sister, sir, Mrs Joe Gargery,

wife of Joe Gargery, the blacksmith.

Blacksmith, eh?

You know what a file is?

- You know what wittles is?

- Yes, sir, food, sir

I ain't alone, as you may think I am.

There's a young man hid with me in

comparison with which I am an angel,

and he has a secret way

of getting at a boy,

and at his heart, and at his liver,

so that they may be roasted and ate.

It is in vain for a boy to hide

from that young man.

Now, you bring me tomorrow morning early,

in this graveyard,

that file and them wittles,

neverdaring to say a word,

and I will do what I can to keep

that young man out of your insides.

Understand?

- Speak it out!

- Yes, sir!

Now get you home.

There you are, Pip!

Ah, Your sister's been out

a dozen times looking foryou.

Now, listen, she's on the rampage

and she's got Ticklerwith her.

Now, I'll do what I can but you best

get in there behind the door.

- Now... You ready?

- WOMAN:
Where have you been?

Wearing me out with fret and worry!

- I said, "Where have you been?"

- (MAN GRUNTS)

- The churchyard.

- The churchyard!

If it weren't for me you would've been to

the churchyard years ago, and stayed there!

- Who brought you up by hand?

- BOTH:
You did!

Why did I, I should like to know!

Fetch the tarwater!

There's no need fortarwater, my love.

It's Christmas.

- Fetch it!

- (PIP GROANS)

Bad enough having to be a blacksmith's

wife, without having to motheryou, too.

- You're driving me to the churchyard.

- You all right?

You'd like that, both of you, I suppose.

Tar water. You be careful.

Table! Now!

(DISTANT EXPLOSION)

There's another convict

escaped from the Hulks.

What might he have done, the convict?

Murder most likely.

That's why they put them in the Hulks,

because they murder.

- Murder?

- Murder and robbing.

That's too many questions!

Where's that bread gone?

I ate it.

- You did, did you?

- (MOUTHING)

(SNORING)

Sir. Sir...

- (GRUNTS)

- (GASPS)

Did you bring it, boy?

Yes, sir Here

What's in the bottle?

- Brandy.

- Here. Here.

(GASPS)

(COUGHS)

- You brought no-one with you?

- No, sir!

- And you asked no-one to follow?

- I wouldn't do that, sir

I'm glad you enjoy the pie.

Oh, thankee, my boy, I do I do

- There'll be none left for him!

- "Him"?

- Who's "him"?

- The young man you spoke of.

Who wants to eat my liver.

Oh, him (CHUCKLES)

He won't want no pie.

(LAUGHING)

He looked as if he did.

Looked? What d'you mean, looked?

I saw him.

- When?

- Just now.

- Where?

- Down by the river.

What with...

Dressed like me with a bruised face?

- Here? Badly bruised?

- Yes, sir

Give me the file, boy!

Hunt him down like a dog I will.

- Goodbye, then, sir

- Let him go free?

Merry Christmas, sir

- Let him make a fool of me again?

- Goodbye.

That villain. I'll take him

to the bottom of the river...

# On Christmas day, on Christmas day

#And all the souls on earth shall sing

# On Christmas day in the morning

# Then let us all rejolce and sing

# On Christmas day, on Christmas day #

(CHEERING)

Beautiful.

(ALL LAUGHING)

A beautiful piece of meat, that is.

Forthe great feast

we are about to receive,

- thanks to you, ma'am...

- Hear, hear

May the good Lord

make us truly thankful.

- Amen.

- ALL:
Amen.

Did you hearthat? Be grateful!

Especially, my boy, as tothose

what brought you up by hand.

Why is it that the young

are never grateful?

(SIGHING)

- Naturally wicious!

- Wicious little ferret.

- What?

- (ALL LAUGHING)

They're not lovely. They're wicious.

More gravy, Mr Wopsle?

(INDISTINCT CHATTERING)

Mmm-hmm

Mmm

Oh, I nearly forgot!

Ladies and gentlemen, please do leave

a little room forthe savoury pork pie

so kindly provided for

by dear Mr Pumblechook.

No more than you deserve, ma'am.

I'll get it now Shall I get it now?

I'll get it now.

I often say, a slice of savoury pork pie

will sit on top of anything

you care to mention...

Are you all right?

...and do no harm.

Especially with a little brandy.

Wise words, as always.

It's in here somewhere.

At least it was here. It's gone!

(SPLUTTERS AND COUGHS)

There's tar water in the brandy!

Pip!

Where do you think

you're going, boy?

(GASPS)

(CLAMOURING)

Oh, that is hot, yeah

Well done, blacksmith Well done

Nasty vicious characters, both of them.

Not the kind you'd want to

stumble upon alone, eh?

Anybody here seen anything of

such a gang?

- Nothing, Sergeant

- Thank you, ma'am.

Your health, sir

- Thank you, sir.

- Afine job.

We found them filed clean through.

But no matter.

We'll have 'em back on him in no time.

Course, if any of you gentlemen

fancy some sport...

- Oh, yes

- Willingly.

Right, outside. Fall in.

Jump to it.

Come on, let's be having you

Out you come, Pip

I hope we don't find 'em, Joe.

I hope so too, old chap.

I hope so too.

- (SHOUTS)

- MAN:
Over here, Sergeant!

Come here!

SERGEANT:
You, man, break it off

Break it off.

Get them. Go.

(GRUNTING)

Get out there, you cowardly bastard

Move. Move.

(GRUNTS)

MAN:
I've got him!

- (GRUNTS)

- SERGEANT:
Break it off! Break it off!

What are you waiting for? Get out there!

(GROANS)

Go on, get in!

(GRUNTING)

CONVICT 1:
Let me at him!

(SHOUTS) Let me at him!

He tried to murder me!

(SHOUTING)

- I took him!

- Get those leg irons over here.

He tried to murder me!

Let him go free?

Let him profit from me again and again?

Let's put him down.

CONVICT 2:
He tried to murder me!

SERGEANT:
Quiet, you!

CONVICT 2:
I should have been a dead man,

if you hadn't got here.

CONVICT 1:
I wish to say something

- A confession if you like.

- Wait.

Go on.

A man can't starve.

I took, stole, some wittles

up at the village.

And a file too.

And I'll tell you from where.

The blacksmith's.

Brandy and a pie.

Have you missed such an article as a pie,

blacksmith?

- My wife did.

- So you're the blacksmith, are you?

Then I'm sorry to say I've eat your pie.

God knows you're welcome to it

We don't know what you've done,

but we wouldn't wish you to starve

to death for it, would us, Pip?

No.

Pip?

Move on!

MAN:
Swing your legs in there

I say, Pip, old chap!

What a scholaryou are!

I should like to be, some day.

Here, read it, Joe

Read it.

Read it.

My dearJoe,

I hope you are quite well.

I shall soon be able to teach you, Joe.

- And what larks!

- Larks.

It's a J.

An O.

(STAMMERS) That's the best O I ever saw

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