Oliver! Page #3

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- Does he make these himself?

- With his own lily-white hands!

- What have you got, Charlie?

- A couple of wipes.

- Well, they're very good ones. Very.

But you haven't embroidered them

too well, though, have you, Charlie?

So we'll have to pick the initials out

with a needle.

You'll need to learn how to do this, too,

Oliver, my dear. Won't he, boys?

- Yeah, the trademark.

- The trademark.

In the meantime,

you must learn how to make wallets.

Like the Dodger. You'd like that,

wouldn't you, my dear?

Yes, Mr. Fagin, if you'll teach me.

Certainly, my boy, no fee.

Just do everything

that Dodger and the others do.

Make them your models, my dear,

especially Dodger.

He's going to be a right little Bill Sikes.

Who's Bill Sikes, Mr. Fagin?

He's a very clever gentleman.

You'll meet him tomorrow.

Maybe. Now is it possible, perchance,

that my kerchief is protruding

from my pocket?

- Yes. I can just see the edge.

- Can you?

Well, then. See if you can take it out

without my feeling it,

like you saw the others do.

You've got to pick a pocket or two, boys

You've got to pick a pocket or two

Is it gone?

Yes, Mr. Fagin. Look!

Well, that's a surprise, I must say.

You're a clever boy, Oliver.

I never saw a sharper lad.

Here's a shilling for you.

I have to go to the bank.

Now, bedtime, all of you!

There's a hard day's work ahead!

Close the shutters!

Where do I sleep, sir?

Over here, my dear.

Settle down!

Dodger, take your hat off in bed!

Where's your manners?

Here, my dear, have a good sleep.

There, that's it.

Put you up right. There.

If you go on

the way you started,

you will be the greatest man of all time.

Sweet dreams, Oliver.

Sweet dreams.

Good night, sir.

You've got to pick a pocket or two, boys

You've got to pick a pocket or two

Is he here?

Mr. Sikes. Has he come yet?

Nancy's inside waiting for him.

- And how's business? Nice and brisk?

- Don't burn your fingers, will you?

I never do, my dear. Not if I can help it.

Nancy!

Nancy! He's back! He's here!

Nancy.

Beautiful.

You done well, Bill.

All one job?

Such a professional.

Now, Bill...

Bill. Carry cash? At this time of night?

All those thieves and robbers

lurking in dark alleyways?

I wouldn't dare.

Besides, I've got to price it first.

Nancy's waiting. Give you a good supper.

Tomorrow, Bill.

My word on it.

Small pleasures, small pleasures

Who would deny us these?

Gin toddies, large measures

No skimping if you please!

I rough it, I love it

Life is a game of chance

I never tire of it

Leading a merry dance

If you don't mind

having to go without things

It's a fine life!

Though it ain't all jolly old pleasure outings

It's a fine life!

When you've got someone to love

You forget your care and strife

Let the prudes look down on us

Let the wide world frown on us

It's a fine, fine life!

Who cares if strait-laces

Sneer at us in the street?

Fine airs and fine graces

Don't have to sin to eat

We wander through London

Who knows what we may find?

There's pockets left undone

On many a behind

If you don't mind taking it like it turns out

It's a fine life!

Keep the candle burning until it burns out

It's a fine life!

Though you sometimes do come by

The occasional black eye

You can always cover one

Till he blacks the other one

But you don't dare cry

No flounces, no feathers

No frills and furbelows

All winds and all weather

Ain't good for fancy clothes

These trappings

These tatters

These we can just afford

What future? What matters?

We've got our bed and board

If you don't mind having to deal with Fagin

It's a fine life!

Though diseased rats

threaten to bring the plague in

It's a fine life!

And the grass is green and dense

On the right side of the fence

So we take good care of it

That we get our share of it

And we don't mean pence

If you don't mind having to like or lump it

It's a fine life!

It's a fine...

Though there's no tea-sipping

and eating crumpets

It's a fine life!

Not for me, the happy home

Happy husband, happy wife

Though it sometimes touches me

For the likes of such as me

Mine's a fine, fine life!

Bull's-eye! Come here, will you? Bull's-eye!

Bull's-eye! Come here!

Worth all the rest put together.

Can I help it? This is my private treasure.

My little pleasure. A cup of coffee

and a quick count-up.

I mean, who's gonna look after me

in me old age?

Would you, birdie?

Will you?

Why are you watching me?

Why are you, mate?

Quick! Speak out!

I want to know every detail you saw!

I'm sorry, sir. I'm sorry.

- Did you see where I fetched the box from?

- I don't think so, sir.

- Be sure. Be sure!

- Quite sure, sir!

Well,

if you're sure, then I'm sure.

Of course, I knew all along, my dear.

I didn't mean to frighten you.

Brave boy, Oliver. Brave boy.

Did you...

Did you see any of those pretty things,

my dear?

Yes, sir.

They're mine, Oliver.

My little treasure.

All I got to live on in me old age.

It's a terrible thing,

old age.

Yes, sir. I'm sorry, sir.

Can I go back to sleep again now, sir?

Certainly, my boy, go to sleep.

Pleasant dreams.

Same to you, sir.

Sauce boat, George III, scroll handle, 5.

Tiara, George II, rose-cut diamond, paste,

half a crown.

Nancy!

I'm coming!

Bill?

Bill, your breakfast is ready.

Oh, for God's sake.

Oh, I'll warm it up for your supper.

Go down to Fagin's

and get the cash, will you?

All right.

Nancy.

I am trying to sleep.

Bill.

You do love me, don't you?

Of course I do! I live with you, don't I?

That bit's for me, ain't it, Fagin?

Eat, eat, eat, eat, eat! Appetite!

Come on, finish your breakfast,

it's time to get to work.

Hurry up, you'll miss the morning trade.

- Ain't there no more sausages, then?

- You want some supper tonight?

Hi, hi.

Who wants some bull's-eyes?

Wait a minute, now! One at a time!

One at a time!

Oh, go on, then. Go and share them.

Miladies, they must meet our new boy.

Well!

What have we got here, then?

Oh, ladies, I forgot

you must meet our new lodger,

Mr. Oliver Twist, Esquire.

Nancy and Beth.

Charmed.

Oh, yes. We're all ladies and gentlemen

around here. We're all quality.

Now, don't you take no notice

of him, Oliver.

Just 'cause you got manners and they ain't.

What you mean, I ain't got no manners?

- I'm a regular gent, I am!

- Yeah!

Permit me to assist you across the road?

Well, I was only going to the palace,

actually. Doorman, a cab, if you please.

Allow me the privilege to escort you

in me own carriage.

After you, Your Grace.

Sir Artful, you are too kind.

I'd do anything

For you, dear, anything

For you mean everything to me

I know that I'd go anywhere

For your smile, anywhere

For your smile everywhere I'd see

Would you climb a hill?

Anything!

Wear a daffodil?

Anything!

Leave me all your will?

Anything!

Even fight my Bill?

What? Fisticuffs?

I'd risk everything

For one kiss, everything

Yes, I'd do anything!

Anything?

Anything for you!

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