Great Expectations Page #8
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has often seen children
tried at the criminal bar.
Put the case that he has known them
to be imprisoned,
whipped, neglected, cast out,
qualified in all ways for the hangman,
and growing up to be hanged.
Put the case that here was one pretty,
little child that could be saved.
Put that last case
to yourself very carefully, Pip.
- I do, Mr. Jaggers.
- Did he do right?
- He did right.
- Good.
Does Estella know?
You mean, does the little girl know?
- Yes.
- No, she does not know.
She must never be told.
As to that, she has a claim
to her father's property.
The legal advisor
must use his own judgment.
Her father's condition
is considerably worse.
He has been moved
to the prison infirmary.
Dear boy.
I thought you wasn't coming,
yet I knew somehow that you would.
It's just the time. I waited at the gate
so as not to lose a moment of it.
God bless you.
You've never deserted me.
And what's best of all is,
you've been more comfortable
along'a me,
since I was under a dark cloud...
than when the sun shone.
That's the best of all.
Are you in pain?
Aye.
I don't complain of none, dear boy.
You never do complain.
You'd better stay.
I have something to tell you.
Can you understand what I say?
You had a child once
whom you loved and lost.
She lived and found powerful friends.
She is living now.
She is a lady
and very beautiful.
And I love her.
Lord be merciful to him, a sinner.
- Argh!
- Get out of the way, you fool!
Is it Joe?
Which it are, old chap.
How long, Joe?
Which you mean to say, Pip,
how long have your illness lasted?
Yes, Joe.
Well, it's the end of April, Pip.
Tomorrow's the first of May.
Dear Joe.
Have you been here... all the time?
Oh, pretty nigh, old chap.
Joe, where am I?
You're home.
I brought you home,
dear old Pip, old chap.
Oh, Joe!
You break my heart.
Please don't be so good to me.
Now lookee here, old chap,
ever the best of friends.
You'll soon be well enough
to go out again.
And then, oh, what larks!
Biddy, you have the best husband in
the world. And Joe, you've the best wife.
Which I know, Pip, old chap,
which I know.
- You'll be very happy.
- Which are our intention, Pip, old chap.
And you'll have children.
Which also are our intention,
Pip, old chap.
One day, Pip, you'll marry too.
I don't think I shall, Biddy.
Not now.
Dear Pip, do you still fret for her?
I think of her.
But that poor dream,
Biddy, has all gone by.
All gone by.
I knew as I said these words
that I secretly intended
to visit the old house that evening.
- What name?
- Pumblechook.
Quite right.
Come in, Pip.
I know nothing of days of the week,
nothing of weeks of the year.
Don't loiter, boy!
Come along, boy! Take your hat off.
Whom have we here?
A boy.
A boy of the
neighborhood, hey?
But he is a common
laboring boy.
You can break his heart.
This door, boy.
Pip!
Estella!
Estella, what are you doing here?
I thought you were in
Paris with your husband.
I have no husband, Pip.
Have you not heard?
I've been ill, Estella.
I've heard nothing.
Bentley Drummle my true parentage,
he no longer wished
to have me for a wife.
Well, Pip, why don't you laugh?
I've no wish to laugh, Estella.
I'm truly sorry.
You've no need to pity me.
It has simplified my life.
There's now no need to sell the house.
It is mine and I shall live here.
I shall like it here, Pip.
Away from the world
and all its complications.
Estella...
how long have you been here?
I don't know.
Estella, you must leave this house.
It's a dead house. Nothing can live here.
- Leave it, Estella, I beg of you.
- What do you mean?
This is the house where I grew up.
It's part of me. It's my home.
It's Miss Havisham's home. But she's
gone. Gone from this house, from us!
She is not gone. She is still here with me
in this house, in this very room.
Then I defy her.
I have come back, Miss Havisham!
I have come back to let in the sunlight!
Look, Estella! Look!
Nothing but dust and decay.
I've never ceased to love you
even when there seemed no hope.
You're part of my existence,
part of myself.
Estella, come with me,
out into the sunlight.
Look at me.
Pip, I'm afraid.
Look at me.
We belong to each other.
Let's start again.
Together.
Oh, Pip!
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