Oliver! Page #7

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and something for the locket. Take it.

Think yourselves lucky

you're not in the hands of the law.

- Mrs. Bedwin, show these people out.

- There's gratitude for you!

I hope this unfortunate little circumstance

won't deprive me of my parochial office?

My hope, sir, is that it will.

But it was all Mrs. Bumble, sir.

I knew nothing of it until yesterday.

That's no excuse. In the eyes of the law,

you are the more guilty of the two.

For the law supposes

that your wife acts under your direction.

If that's what the law supposes, sir,

then the law's an ass!

If that's the eye of the law, sir,

then law is a bachelor!

And the worst I wish the law is that its eye

may be opened by experience!

By experience, sir!

Sir, the locket, I didn't really see it.

I recognized it at once. I gave it

to my niece, Emily, on her 18th birthday.

So it wasn't just her young man jilting her

that made her run away?

No.

She must have made her way to that

workhouse and had her baby there.

What's going on?

- Why have you brought the boy here?

- 'Cause he's coming on a job

with me.

But why him?

Because I need a little one.

That's why.

And he's nice and thin.

And on this particular job,

that's what counts.

Must I go?

One word out of you

while you're out with me

and you know what will happen.

Bill, you can't do this to him.

Please! You can't!

- I won't let you...

- We'll have no more of that.

You just be at the tavern at 11:00.

Bull's-eye.

I've come about Oliver.

Look, could you tell Brownlow...

- You better come inside. Mr. Brownlow!

- No. Don't call him.

- I just want to leave a message...

- But he'll want to see you.

- Please! I can't stay!

- Sir, this person says that she wants to...

- Who is it?

- It's about the boy, sir.

- Is there news of him?

- He's in danger. In bad company.

He was dragged off

the day you sent him out with them books.

- Who took him?

- Me and someone else.

- You took him by force?

- Yes!

And God help me,

I wish now I'd never been part of it.

But where is he now?

And who is this other person you speak of?

- Can you take me to him?

- No, no, I can't.

You want to help the boy, don't you?

Why else are you here?

- Yes, I do want to help him, but...

- Then tell me where he is!

I can't!

But I'll bring him to you.

Not here. It's too far.

Where, then?

The bridge.

London Bridge, tonight at midnight.

But you've got to come alone.

Promise you'll come on your own!

You don't trust me, do you?

But you've got to.

- I'll be there.

- Thank God. Now let me go.

Wait! Is the boy hurt? III-treated?

If so, I shall...

I can't say no more. Please!

He'll kill me as it is if he finds out.

- Who is this man?

- No, I won't tell you!

Whatever else I do, I won't turn on him.

You wouldn't understand.

I've got to go back.

I want to go back.

- Promise you'll come?

- At 12:
00.

Now, you remember, you little worm.

The front door.

There.

Hurry!

Look above you.

Who is it? Who's there?

Rufus! Jenkins! Come on down. Seize him!

Seize him! Seize him! Good dogs!

Why worry, my dear? He always turns up!

Maybe he's taken Oliver back to my place.

- He said he was coming straight here.

- Then that is what he will do!

- Everything all right, Bill?

- No, it's not, Fagin.

The little brat woke them up.

We had to run for it.

Anybody see you?

No.

I'll just take the boy and put him to bed.

I'll be back.

Oi.

Put him back.

Bull's-eye.

Bull's-eye?

Bull's-eye, watch him, will you?

Go on, watch him!

Sit.

Oom-pah-pah! Oom-pah-pah!

That's how it goes

Oom-pah-pah! Oom-pah-pah!

Everyone knows

They all suppose

what they want to suppose

When they hear oom-pah-pah!

Oom-pah-pah! Oom-pah-pah!

That's how it goes

Oom-pah-pah! Oom-pah-pah!

Everyone knows

They all suppose

what they want to suppose

When they hear oom-pah-pah!

Oom-pah-pah! Oom-pah-pah!

There's a little ditty

They're singing in the city

Especially when they've been

On the gin or the beer

If you got the patience

Your own imaginations

Will tell you just exactly

what you want to hear

Oom-pah-pah! Oom-pah-pah!

That's how it goes

Oom-pah-pah! Oom-pah-pah!

Everyone knows

They all suppose

what they want to suppose

When they hear oom-pah-pah!

Mr. Percy Snodgrass

Would often have the odd glass

But never when he thought

anybody could see

Secretly he'd buy it

And drink it on the quiet

And dream he was an earl

With an girl on each knee

Oom-pah-pah! Oom-pah-pah!

That's how it goes

Oom-pah-pah! Oom-pah-pah!

Everyone knows

What is the cause of his red shiny nose?

Could it be oom-pah-pah?

What is the cause of his red shiny nose?

Could it be oom-pah-pah?

Pretty little Sally

Goes walking down the alley

Displays her pretty ankles

for all of the men

They can see her garters

But not for free and gratis

An inch or two, and then

She knows when to say when!

Oom-pah-pah! Oom-pah-pah!

That's how it goes

Oom-pah-pah! Oom-pah-pah!

Everyone knows

Whether it's hidden or whether it shows

It's the same oom-pah-pah

She was from the country

But now she's up a gum tree

She let a fellow feed her

Then lead her along

What's the good of crying?

She's made her bed to lie in

She's glad to bring the coin in

And join in this song

Oom-pah-pah! Oom-pah-pah!

That's how it goes

Oom-pah-pah! Oom-pah-pah!

Everyone knows

She is no longer the same blushing rose

Ever since oom-pah-pah!

Oom-pah-pah!

Oom-pah-pah! Oom-pah-pah!

Oom-pah-pah! Oom-pah-pah!

There's a little ditty

They're singing in the city

Especially when they've been

On the gin or the beer

If you got the patience

Your own imaginations

Will tell you just exactly

what you want to hear

Oom-pah-pah! Oom-pah-pah!

That's how it goes

Oom-pah-pah! Oom-pah-pah!

Everyone knows

They all suppose

what they want to suppose

When they hear oom-pah-pah!

Oom-pah-pah! Oom-pah-pah!

That's how it goes

Oom-pah-pah! Oom-pah-pah!

Everyone knows

They all suppose

what they want to suppose

When they hear oom-pah-pah!

Careful, Bill! Please! No violence!

There! You see him?

Now go on. Quick!

Go on. Go on.

- Stop! Stop!

- I'll pay you back!

Bull's-eye!

Bull's-eye! Come here, boy.

Bull's-eye!

Bull's-eye, come here!

You come here, Bull's-eye.

They've seen you, Bull's-eye.

So you can't come with me no further.

'Cause if you do,

they'll know you, Bull's-eye.

Come on.

You ain't afraid of me, are you, Bull's-eye?

Bull's-eye, you come here.

Come here, Bull's-eye!

You see anyone about?

I don't know.

I thought I saw someone running.

Here, that dog was here just now.

Wait a moment, I think I know him.

Bull's-eye?

That's Bull's-eye, Bill Sikes' dog.

They're always around together.

If anyone can find Sikes for you, he can.

Bull's-eye? Come on, Bull's-eye.

Come on, boy.

Brass! I want some brass!

I've got to get away.

What's wrong, Bill?

Do you understand? I want brass.

Brass! Money!

There's blood on your coat.

Where's Nancy?

Bill?

Bill Sikes, what did you do?

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