Great Expectations Page #2

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- It's astonishing!

- (PIP CHUCKLES)

How interesting this reading is!

Perhaps I could teach you one day, Joe.

Perhaps.

Be it so, be it so

But I fear I am most awful...

Awful... Dull.

(SIGHS)

- Not like you, young scholar!

- (BOTH CHUCKLING)

(SIGHS)

Everthe best of friends. Thanks, Pip.

Everthe best of friends, Joe

And when you're apprenticed to me,

what larks.

MRS JOE:

Gargery!

- She must be, what, two mile off?

- (LAUGHS)

MRS JOE:

(SCREAMING) Gargery!

Best be getting back, old chap.

You're not too quick for me yet.

MRS JOE:
Now, if this boy

ain't grateful, he neverwill be.

I only hope he won't be pampered.

She ain't in that line, Mum,

have no fear.

- JOE:
"She"?

- Well, Miss Havisham ain't a he, is she?

Even you ain't as dull as that!

Well put, ma'am Good indeed

- Mr Pumblechook...

- Hertenant, don't you see?

...goes to pay his rent

and Miss Havisham says,

does he know a boy who might go

and play there for her pleasure?

And Mr Pumblechook always being

considerate and thoughtful of us...

No more than you deserve, ma'am.

...mentions this boy prancing here.

To go straightaway!

Forall we know our fortune might be made

and all he has to do is play!

PIP:
I don't want to.

- You listen to me, ungrateful wretch.

- (PIP GRUNTS)

Want to mix with people

of quality and breeding

orstay here and rot

with this great lumpen noodle?

- Stay here

- What?

What? (GRUNTS)

(GASPING)

Breathe in. Breathe.

PUMBLECHOOK:
: Six sixes.

- Minus 35.

- One.

Plus 119.

Um, 120

Divided by 84.

Your answer, please, boy. Your answer.

So start again

Four times 17.

Too slow. 68.

Nine times 13.

Now, boy, rememberyour station

and let your conduct be a credit as to

those which brought you up by hand.

Ow! (GRUNTS)

PIP:
Look, the clock's stopped.

PUMBLECHOOK:
Never mind the clock...

- What name?

- Pumblechook.

Quite right

Do you wish to see Miss Havisham?

- Well, if Miss Havisham wishes to see me!

- She don't.

Come along, boy

Boy.

Are you frightened?

(STAMMERS) I don't know

Go in, then

(NERVOUSLY) Afteryou, miss

Who is it?

Pip, ma'am.

Pip?

Pumblechook's boy,

come to, uh, play.

Oh.

Ah, yes.

Um...

Come nearer.

Let me look at you.

Look at me!

You're not afraid of a woman who's

neverseen the sun since you were born?

(NERVOUSLY) No, ma'am

Then come closer.

Hmm

Now, I sometimes have sick fancies

And, um, I have a sick fancy

that I want to see some play.

Um, so... play.

Go on, play

Play.

- Are you sulen and obstinate?

- No, ma'am!

I am very sorry for you

and sorry that I can't play.

But if you complain of me

I will get into trouble with my sister,

so I would play if I could,

but it's just so new here.

Call Estella! Estella!

Estela!

Mmm

(CHUCKLES)

(WHISPERS) Your own one day, my dear,

and you will use it well.

Now. Let me see you play cards with him.

(WHISPERS)

But he's a common labouring boy.

(WHISPERS)

You can break his heart.

What do you play, boy?

(NERVOUSLY) Nothing but

Beggar My Neighbour, miss.

So...

Beggar him.

(CACKLES)

PIP:
The jack of diamonds.

ESTELLA:
: "Jack"!

He calls the knaves "jack", this boy.

And what coarse hands he has,

and what thick boots.

He's nothing but a stupid,

clumsy labouring boy.

What do you think of her?

You say nothing of her.

(NERVOUSLY) I don't like to say

Whisper in my ear.

Hm.

What do you think?

I think she is very proud.

HAVISHAM:
Anything else?

PIP:
I think...

I think she is very pretty.

HAVISHAM:
Anything else?

PIP:
I think she is very insulting.

I think I should like to go home.

What?

And never see heragain?

PIP:
I think I'd like to see heragain.

HAVISHAM:
Then you shall

Then you shall.

But when, when shall I

have you here again?

Today is Wednesday.

No Wednesdays, Thursdays,

Fridays here,

no days of the week,

no weeks of the year.

No Come again aftersix nights

Estella, take him down

Feed him.

- PIP:
"And the Lord said unto... Unto...

- (CLAMOURING)

"Unto Aaron,

"Thou and thy sons

and thy father's house... "

- (CHATTERAND LAUGHTER)

- (PIP CONTINUES)

BIDDY:
Good gracious, what is going on?

Enough! Enough, I say!

Back to yourform, Pip.

(SNORING)

Now, let us read together.

Quietly

ALL:
"And the Lord said

"unto Aaron...

- (BELL TOLLS)

"... Thou and thy sons... "

(INDISTINCT CHATTERING)

I wonder if you might teach me.

Teach you what, Pip?

Everything.

I want to know everything.

(LAUGHING) Everything?

Goodness, well,

that might take a little time.

Pip, whateverfor?

Do you know the name of the house, boy?

It is Satis House.

Is that Greek or Latin?

Greek or Latin or Hebrew orall three,

for "enough".

Enough House. That's a curious name.

Don't loiter!

It meant, when it was given,

that whoever had this house

would want for nothing else.

They must have been easily satisfied.

WOMAN 1:
Is this him? Is this the boy?

- None of your business.

- MAN:
Well! Of all the...

WOMAN 1:
Will she see us today?

We have been waiting!

- WOMAN 2:
Waiting all morning!

- MAN:
Waiting all morning!

- We only wish to help.

- We only wish to help.

Miss Havisham's poor relations.

She calls them her vultures.

- The little b*tch.

- ESTELLA:
Ignore them.

PIP:
So are they your relations too?

ESTELLA:
Certainly not.

I have no relations.

PIP:
Then Miss Havisham is not your...

ESTELLA:
Well?

PIP:
Well, miss?

ESTELLA:
Am I pretty?

PIP:
(NERVOUSLY)

Yes. You are very pretty.

Am I insulting?

No.

Well, not so much as last time

- (GROANS)

- ESTELLA:
Why don't you cry?

Because I don't want to.

JAGGERS:
Whom have we here?

Ah So you're the boy, are you?

Well, I have a pretty large experience of

boys, and you're a bad set of fellows.

Behave yourself.

You're to wait here in the ballroom.

HAVISHAM:
What do you think it is?

A cake.

A bride's cake.

Mine!

Take my hand, walk with me.

Today is my birthday.

- Many happy ret...

- I will not have it spoken of!

No On this day of the year,

long before you were born,

this heap of decay was brought here...

We've worn away together.

Mice have gnawed at it.

And sharper teeth than mice

have gnawed at me.

When the ruin is complete,

when they lay me dead in my bride's dress,

on the bride's table,

the curse will be finished on him.

On who, Miss Havisham?

(MURMUR OF VOICES)

Miss Havisham. How well you look!

- Happy birthday.

- MAN:
Indeed. (LAUGHS)

Ah, the vultures

Estella, feed the boy.

(ESTELLA HUMMING)

HERBERT:
Who are you?

Who let you in?

Who gave you leave to prowl about?

Estela.

Estella?

That witch!

- Take that back!

- I will not!

- You will take that back.

- Fight me, then.

Regular rules.

Come to the ground!

(HUFFING)

(GRUNTING)

Fight me, fight me.

(GRUNTS)

(GROANS)

That means you won.

Honour is satisfied. Much obliged.

Good afternoon!

You are to return the day aftertomorrow

at noon, alternate days afterthat.

Expect no reward.

You may kiss me.

If you like.

BIDDY:
Now, then, the Klngs of England.

- Henry lll, Richard...

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