Oliver Twist Page #2

-Workhouse devil.

-I'll learn you!

-You brat!

-Get the door, Charlotte.

In with him. In.

Very violent indeed, sir.

And the missus said...

...if Mr. Bumble can spare the time...

...then Mr. Bumble's to flog him...

...because the master's out.

-ln there.

-Oliver?

Let me out of here!

-Do you know this here voice, Oliver?

-Yes.

Ain't you afraid of it, sir?

Ain't you trembling

while I speak, sir?

No!

-He must be mad.

-It's not madness, ma'am, it's meat.

-Meat?

-Meat, ma'am, meat.

You've overfed him.

If you'd kept this boy on gruel,

this would never have happened.

Dear, dear.

This comes of being liberal.

What's all this?

Oliver Twist has turned violent,

Mr. Sowerberry.

Look what he's done to my eye, sir.

Now then. Now then.

-You're a nice young fellow, ain't you?

-He called my mother names.

Well, and what if he did,

you little ungrateful wretch!

She deserved what he said

and worse.

-She didn't!

-She did!

It's a lie!

Do something, Mr. Sowerberry.

He called me a liar.

Do something!

I beg your pardon, miss...

...but would you be so kind--?

Get off my land.

I don't want no beggars here.

Go on!

Get off! Or I'll put the dog on you!

I haven't much,

but you're more than welcome to it.

Be careful, it's hot.

Seeing you gave me such a turn.

My eyes ain't what they were.

But...

...I just thought for a moment....

Why are you on the road at all,

a little mite like you?

-Where are you headed?

-London, ma'am.

London?

London.

Dear, oh, dear, oh, dear.

Hello, my man.

And what's your game?

You're not from these parts?

Where you from, then?

I've been walking. Seven days.

Seven days? Cor.

I expect you want grub?

And you shall have it.

I'm at a low-water mark meself

just at the moment...

...but I'll fork out and stump.

Come on, up with you, on your pins.

And these won't get out again?

Thank you very much.

Oh, by the by...

...my name is Jack Dawkins,

better known as the Artful Dodger.

Oliver Twist.

Why are you known as

the Artful Dodger?

That's why.

Got any lodgings?

Money?

I suppose you want someplace

to sleep tonight, don't you?

Baby newt.

Buy a baby newt, 4 pennies.

I expect you walking for so long

was a beak's order.

-What does that mean?

-Don't you know what a beak is?

-A bird's mouth, isn't it?

-Cor, you are green.

A beak's a magistrate, my son.

Where you been all your life?

Get off me, you!

That's it, you asked for it.

Come back here.

I wanna talk to you.

Lucky heather.

--from where I am, mate,

I'm telling you.

Go home!

Get off of that!

Go back home!

-Now then.

-Plummy and slam.

-There's two of you. Who's he?

-A new pal.

-Where'd he come from?

-Greenland.

-ls the old one there?

-Upstairs, sorting the wipes.

This is him, Fagin.

My new friend, Oliver Twist.

Well, well, Oliver Twist.

I hope I have the honor

of a more intimate acquaintance.

We're very glad to see you, Oliver.

Very.

Dodger, take off the sausages...

...and let's make a space

at the table for Oliver.

You were staring at the

pocket handkerchiefs, eh, my dear?

There's a good many of them,

ain't there?

We've just looked them out,

ready for the wash.

That's all, my dear.

Blow it.

Hot. Blow it.

Now then, Oliver,

what you must have...

...is a hot gin and water.

Warms the cockles.

Only, drink it quick because another

of these gentlemen wants the tumbler.

He's such a nice lad.

I have a feeling he'll turn out

a hard worker.

Yeah, a hard worker.

Oliver?

Oliver?

Clever dogs.

Clever dogs.

Fine fellows.

All fine fellows.

Fine fellows.

Fine fellows.

Fine fellows.

Fine fellows.

What do you watch me for?

Why are you awake?

What have you seen?

Speak out, boy!

Quick. Quick, or it's your life!

I wasn't able to sleep

any longer, sir.

I'm very sorry if I disturbed you.

-You were not awake a moment ago?

-No, sir.

-You sure?

-Yes, sir.

Of course you were asleep, my dear.

I know that.

I only tried to frighten you.

You're a brave boy, Oliver.

Did you see any

of those pretty things, my dear?

Yes, sir.

They....

They're mine, Oliver.

My little property.

For my old age.

It's our secret.

-You understand, my dear?

-Yes, sir.

Can I go up now, sir?

Now....

I hope you've been at work

this morning, my dears.

-Hard.

-As nails.

Good boys.

Good boys.

-What you got, Dodger?

-Couple of pocketbooks.

-Lined?

-Pretty well.

Yeah.

Dodge.

I don't know, Dodge.

Well...

...not as heavy as they might be...

...but very neat...

...and nicely made.

Ingenious workman,

ain't he, Oliver?

Indeed, sir.

And, Charley, what have you got,

my dear?

-Wipes.

-Wipes?

They're very good ones.

Very.

You haven't marked them well.

The marks should be picked out

with a needle. And we'll--

We'll teach Oliver how to do it.

-Shall us, Oliver?

-lf you please, sir.

You'd like to make handkerchiefs as

easy as Charley Bates, wouldn't you?

Very much indeed,

if you'll teach me, sir.

I've never met anyone so green.

Now then, boys...

...the game.

We'll show Oliver...

...how to make

pocket handkerchiefs.

You'd like to play a game,

wouldn't you?

Yes, sir.

-Got the time, guv?

-It's...

...8:
00.

-Playing the game, were we, Fagin?

-As is our custom, my dear.

-He's new. Who's he?

-Oh, this is Oliver.

Oliver...

...these are our very good friends

Bet and Nancy.

See, Dodger,

you wanna learn from him.

He's got manners, he has.

A proper gentleman.

We popped in

because we were that cold inside.

As is your custom, my dear.

-Charley.

-Come on, Oliver. Join us.

Or don't you sit

with the common folk?

Now, you wanna be

careful of this lot, Oliver.

-They'll have you picking--

-Picking out the marks.

Just what we was teaching him,

ain't it, Oliver, my dear?

-Yes, sir.

-"Yes, sir"?

You know who you're talking to,

do you?

What's your mother got to say

about you being here?

I haven't got a mother.

I'm an orphan.

You're in the right company, then.

Come on, Oliver,

I'll teach you how to play.

It's called Spec or Speculation.

Three cards each,

and then the one he turns up...

...is trumps.

This is a pleasant life,

ain't it, my dear?

-When can I go out, sir?

-Soon. Soon.

Let's--

Let's see what you've learned.

-Would you like that?

-Oh, yes, sir.

See if you can take this out...

...without my feeling it.

Is it gone?

You're a clever boy, my dear.

I never saw a sharper lad.

Here's a shilling for you.

Make the Dodger and Charley

your models.

Especially the Dodger, my dear.

He'll be a great man himself,

make you one too.

You go on this way...

...you'll be the greatest man

of the time.

Thank you very much, sir.

Lovely white apples.

Get your lovely apples.

Biggest cabbages in town.

Come on.

You mean that one

with the wide rim?

Too expensive.

Thief! Your handkerchief, sir.

Stop, thief!

Stop!

Thief!

-You're a thief!

-Get him!

-Stop him!

-Stop that boy!

Thief!

Stop, thief!

Thief!

Stop him!

Stop him!

Mind out.

Stop, thief!

There, over there.

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