Mr. Pip Page #2

Tell us your name.

Pip, sir! Pip!

You know what file is?

Yes, sir.

And wittles? You bring the lot to me,

at the old Battery. You do it.

And you shall be let to live.

Now, what do you say?

A battery, sir?

Yes.

Not like the battery in my radio.

'Battery' in this case means

a military encampment.

A place with guns.

Like the no-go zone?

Where the rebels are.

Yes. Kind of.

That's very good, Sam.

So he stole his mother's pork pie?

Pip's an orphan.

He lives with his sister.

Brought him up by hand.

Sounds like she needed to

use her hand on him a little more.

What would you do, girl,

if a man was hiding in the jungle

and asked you to steal from me?

Would you do that?

No.

Pop-Eye should be teaching you kids

proper behaviour.

From now on, I wanna know everything

that happens in that book,

You hear me, Matilda?

Yes, Mum.

'That was a memorable day to me,

for it made great changes in me.

But it is the same with any life.

Imagine one selected day struck out

of your life

and think how different

its course would have been.'

Let's go grab the malaria tablets.

'Pause you who read this

and think for a moment

of the long chain of iron or gold,

of thorns or flowers,

that would never have bound you

but for the formation of the first link

on one memorable day.'

Where are they taking him?

Exile. Sending him to Australia,

My Dad's in Australia.

Do you miss him?

I guess I'm lucky.

Why?

I never knew my father

long enough to miss him.

Are you ready, Pip?

Wed best get back before your sister

goes on a rampage.

Will I see you again?

Who's that?

She's a friend,

Dues she have a warm?

Matilda!

What the heck you doing, girl'?

Mr Watts?

Yes, Daniel.

What's it like to be white?

You mean what's it like to be white,

or what's it like to be white here?

Both.

A bit like what the last mammoth

must have felt, I suppose.

It's lonely at times. I don't know.

What's it like being black?

Normal.

We only feel black around white people.

Yes, well, I'd say

the same is true for me.

Matilda, would you like to

do the honours?

This is my mum, Dolores.

Dolores Naimo,

Mrs Naimo, please come in.

Thank you.

I know you kids have been hearing

some story from Mr Watts,

but I'm here to tell you

that stories have a job to do.

They can't just lie around

like lazybone dogs.

They have to teach you something.

That's why I brought a book -

the Good Book.

When the missionaries came,

they taught us to believe in God.

But when we asked to see God,

they wouldn't introduce him to us.

So many people prefer to live by

the wisdom of the crabs

and the fire fish

that is shaped like the Southern Star.

You must believe in something.

'God said, "Let there be light,

and there was light'

There is no sentence more beautiful

in the world than that one.

Yes, Violet.

What is the wisdom of the crabs?

# Hallelujah

# Hallelujah, hallelujah...

Mr Watts, can I ask you something?

Of course.

Is it strange to feel like I know Pip?

I mean, really know him?

I think that is probably the greatest

compliment you could pay Mr Dickens.

Do you know him too?

My Pip is probably not exactly the same

as your Pip,

but, yes, I believe I do.

Today, we are not going 10

start with Great Expectations.

Today we are very lucky

to have Mabel's mother.

Mrs Tanganani.

Thank you, Mr Watts.

I am here today

hoping to surprise you kids.

What if I tell you that some gardens

begin their life in the ocean?

The heart seed floats on the water,

then it washes up on the sand.

Seven days later, the sun and the wind

dry it as light as the husk.

Three months later,

a little seedling grows,

its white flowers open and look back

to the sea where it came from.

Why am I telling you this, children?

Because its stamen makes a fierce flame

and keeps away the mosquitos.

Right Mrs Tanganani, the heart seed.

Thank you.

Alright, then.

Uh...

Yes, of course.

Thank you.

There's a place in the back.

Now, where did we get to?

The best place to find broken dreams

is down on the wharf.

AH those dead fish with their eyes

and mouths open,

they just can't believe

that they are not in the sea

and will never be again.

By the way, fish, they go to Heaven.

Don't believe any other sh*t you hear'

Silence is good for a lot of things.

Boys who shout have mud in their souls.

Stay away from boys who abuse silence.

Other than that, I don't want to

tell you girls where to shop.

To kill a pig, you get two fat uncles to

hold it down and whack it on the chest.

How big do these uncles have to be?

Fat ones. Fat is good,

Skinny is no bloody good.

Pop-Eye's no bloody good.

Right.

'Our conference was held

in the state parlor

which was feebly lighted by one candle.

It began with the strange gentleman's

drawing the candle to him

and looking over some entries

in his pocketbook.'

"My name is Jaggers.

I am a lawyer in London.

Now, Joseph Gargery..."

"Yes, sir?"

"I am the bearer of an offer

to relieve you of this young fellow,

your apprentice.

You would not object

to cancel his indentures?'

"Well, the answer is no."

"Very well!

Recollect the admission you have made

and don't try to go from ii presently."

'Well, who's a going to try?"

"I didn't say anyone is going to try!"

Hmm...

Now, I return to this young fellow.

The communication I have got to make is,

that he has Great Expectations!"

Shh. Shh.

'It is a most miserable thing

to feel ashamed of home.

I had believed in the best parlour

as a most elegant saloon.

I had believed in the front door

as a mysterious portal.

I had believed in the forge

as the glowing road to manhood

and independence.

Within a single year,

all this was changed.

Now it was all coarse and common.

The change was made in me.

The thing was done.

Well- or ill-done,

excusably or inexcusably,

ii was done.'

Is that you, boy?

Where have you been, girl?

Just playing on the beach.

I don't want you out alone at night

anymore.

Sam!

Sam!

Aah! Sam

You can't send them away.

They're just boys. They're your boys.

Not anymore.

Where's Sam?

'What could I become

with these surroundings?

How can my character

fail to be influenced by them?

But I knew very well

that it was not all good.'

I think the sooner you leave here,

the better.

Thank you, Mr Jaggers'

Thank you so much.

Matilda?

My dream is out, Matilda!

What are you talking about?

I believe that Miss Havisham

intends me for Estella after all.

Matilda, I'm leaving.

Leaving?

Pip has been given the opportunity

to become whoever he wants.

It means he's free 10 make bad choices.

Like Estella?

You're not very fond of Estella,

are you?

She's cruel'

Matilda!

Matilda!

Are you alright?

It's alright H's alright.

it's alright, darling.

It's alright, darling. it's alright.

Domes?

No!

No, no! No!

'Matilda'

'Matilda'

Go and find your own kid!

Do you believe in the Devil, Matilda?

Mr Waits says that the Devil

is just a symbol, not living flesh.

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