Great Expectations Page #4

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since I saw you last, Miss Havisham.

And I am so grateful for it,

Miss Havisham!

I have seen Jaggers.

I know about it.

So, you go tomorrow?

Yes, Miss Havisham.

And I thought you would kindly

not mind my taking

leave of you.

And you are adopted by a rich person

whose name is not revealed?

Yes, Miss Havisham.

And you are to be tutored by

Mr. Matthew Pocket, a cousin of mine

- and of Sarah here.

- In Hammersmith, ma'am.

You may go now, Sarah.

I...

often wonder of...

the whereabouts of... Estella,

and how she might

look upon me now.

She will think you fit company, Pip.

She will appreciate the change in you.

And see you very differently.

Good luck, Pip.

- I'll follow you down there.

- No, Joe.

I'll say goodbye now.

There you are in your suit.

Goodbye, Pip. Good luck.

I did not expect this day

look me in the face, Pip, but...

take my hand.

As firm as my own.

Don't know you. Don't know you.

On my soul, don't know you.

I've never been

in London before.

You are an acquaint, Mr. Wemmick?

I was new once.

Rum to think of now.

And the other ways of it now.

Them the ways of it.

Four of them to be

killed tomorrow.

In a row.

You are a lucky man,

Mr. Pip.

You have these services already.

Mr... Mr, please...

Please. Sir, my bill, sir.

Now, I tell you once and for all,

your bill is in good hands,

but if you keep bothering me about it

it may flip through my fingers.

- Have you paid Wemmick?

- Yes, sir. Every farthing.

Then mind it doesn't give it back.

Mr Pip, how much did the coachman

want from Cross Keys?

- A shilling.

- You think it's rather fair sum?

- I don't know.

- Exactly. Come on.

There's a bill been sent for your

accommodation at Barnard's Inn.

Mr. Pocket's rooms,

not you tutor, mind. His son.

You'll find Mr. Pocket senior

in Hammersmith,

and you'll find your credit

good in these places, Mr. Pip.

And if you're out running the constable

with it I'll pull you up.

Naturally your allowance.

There.

It's a very liberal one.

I'm sure you still manage

go wrong somehow.

Who are those, Mr. Jaggers?

Clients of mine after they were

taken down from the gallows.

They went wrong.

Slop!

Mr. Pip? Mr. Herbert

arriving any minute now.

The fact is, I have been out

on your account.

I can't shake hands but

we'll remedy once we're inside.

Please, come in.

Allow me to lead the way.

I'm rather bare here but I hope

you'll make out tolerably well.

Your bedroom furniture

is hired for the occasion.

But I trust it will

answer the purpose.

Not what you have in mind,

I'm sure

but I have my own bread to earn.

My father hasn't anything to give me

and I shouldn't be willing to take it if he had.

As to our table,

you won't find that bad.

It will be supplied from

the local coffee-house

and that the Jagger's instructions

at your expense.

So we'll dine well, share these chambers

alone together and we shan't fight.

At least I hope not.

You!

You forgive me for having

knocked you about so.

The marriage day was fixed,

the wedding dresses were bought,

the wedding tour was planned out

and the wedding guests invited.

The day came that the bridegroom

having already extracted

great sums of money

from Miss Havisham, did not.

- He wrote her a letter.

- Which she received 20 minutes to 9.

And she has never since

looked upon the light of day.

My father tried to tell her

he was a bad lad

Receiving this advice she ordered

my father out of the house.

- And when I saw you there...

- I too had been sent for.

But I came out as

badly as my father.

If I hadn't, perhaps I should

have been provided for.

And Estella was adopted

by Miss Havisham?

To take revange on

all the male sex.

Adventure you've been on receiving

and during your visits there.

She's been abroad.

I haven't seen her.

Pip, may I mention that in London it is not

a custom to put a knife in the mouth

for fear of accidents

and that the spoon is not used

over hand but under.

That is to get into your mouth better.

And save good of attitudes

for opening oysters in the part

of the right elbow.

- Oh, dear me, I'm late again.

- Beg your pardon?

The proposal of a toast, Pip.

To your good fortune and

your future in London.

To my future in London.

I can educate you

well enough for your destiny

to hold your own with

your contemporaries.

My contemporaries?

Other young men in

prosper circumstances.

I kno you are the cousin

to Miss Havisham.

My ties to her are no more than

natural and never will be.

Now, as to my ties to you, Pip,

which will be much more to the point.

I will not say I can

make you a gentleman.

No man that is a true gentleman

at heart is ever a gentleman in manner.

No varnish can hide

the grain of the wood.

Your fellow students:

Mr. Startop.

Mr. Drummle.

- Mr. Pip.

- How do you do.

You know the trouble

with this book Mr. Pocket?

It weighs too much.

It's as much as one can do

to pick the thing up.

Well, business awaits.

He's to the counting house.

To report himself.

- The counting house?

- I look about me, Pip.

I'm in a counting house

and I look about me

to begin insuring ships to employ my capital

to swoop tremendous

opportunities. Tremendous.

Goodbye.

I was never quite decided whether

to mount to the woolsack

or roof myself in with the mitre.

Chancellor or bishop.

It was a mere question of time.

You find the recognition of

Odisseus by his father

uninvolving Mr. Drummle?

A clear reading of it might

be more successful.

Oh, I doubt it.

Your style becomes

more elegant, Mr. Pip.

Oh, I'm rest right now

in strength to be adept.

I'm engaged in some

practical tuition.

Not all of reliance you

should lose alltogether.

Your instructor tells me you have

an arm of the blacksmith.

He intended it

as a compliment.

Good day, sir.

I can find him

a little to do.

I dare say you have

to find a great deal to eat.

I'm making myself at home

at Barnard's Inn, Mr. Jaggers

with furniture of one or two

little things.

- These things however are not so small in price..

- Come, I ask you once? 50 pounds?

- Not nearly so much.

- 5 pounds then.

Let's get to it.

Two times five. Three.

Four times five.

Wemmick!

Take Mr. Pip's written orders

and give him 20 pounds.

I see you're getting on.

I told you you would.

The man trap is sprang

and click!

Your call in it.

You don't object to

an aged parent?

No.

- Do you always make you way home on foot?

- Oh, yes.

- It's some distance.

- Walworth is some distance from the desk

which I have had

my legs under all day.

- Still, it's quite a stretch.

- Oh, yes.

Quite a stretch.

And now... we are here.

You can raise a good salad

from the garden

to go with that.

All communication

now cut off.

How are you today, Aged?

This is Mr. Pip!

Come for supper!

Just nod away at him, Mr. Pip.

That works best.

A very good lady

named Miss Skiffins,

attens him while I'm at work.

And Mr. Jaggers knows nothing

or never seen the Aged?

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