The Old Curiosity Shop
- Year:
- 2007
- 93 min
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(Shouting)
- (Men shout)
- (Woman cackles)
(Smashing)
Get out of it!
- (Gulls crying)
- (Tinkling)
(Mutters) ..there's 12.
Here' take it.
Small fortune.
- Thank you' sir. He'll be very grateful to you.
- So he should.
Tell him I expect to see a return
on my investments very soon.
Good night.
Oh' here.
- Let me Walk you home.
- I can find my own Way.
- (Distant shouting)
- Very Well.
- (Gulls crying)
- (Ship's horn)
(Men shouting)
(Distant cackling)
Who's there?
Kit' is that you?
- Yes' miss.
- Thank goodness.
Come With me. I'll see you 'ome.
I feel much safer Walking With you' Kit.
Glad to hear it' miss.
I've been sent on an errand
by my grandfather.
He shouldn't have sent you anywhere
at this time of night.
He said it Was urgent.
- I'll always be here for you' miss.
- I knoW you Will' Kit.
(Knocks)
(Clicking)
- I thought I might have lost you forever' Nell.
- Don't Worry' I'd always find my Way home.
You should take more care' sir.
It's dangerous' this end...
I'll fetch your supper' Grandfather.
Erm' thank you' my boy.
I'm very grateful to you.
- Are you staying for supper' Kit?
- Not tonight.
- But there's enough...
- Not tonight' I said.
- We'll see you in the morning' boy.
- Very Well.
- Good night' miss.
- Good night' Kit.
Make it an early start.
TomorroW We've Work to do.
Yes' sir.
Was your journey successful?
ShoW me.
NoW' Where's my coat?
- You're not going out tonight' Grandfather?
- Yes' yes. I'm afraid I must.
(Door closes)
I could never stand in awe of a man
as your daughter does' Mrs. Jiniwin.
- Are you listening to this advice' Betsy?
- Yes' Mama.
- Well' good.
- I'd kill myself first.
- Then Write a letter saying hoW he did it.
- (Mother) Oh!
Well' I'll drink to that'
Mrs. George. (Chuckles)
For Daniel Quilp.
He's the greatest monster
that ever lived. (Slurps)
He's a tyrant.
And my daughter is such a passive soul.
She hasn't the spirit
to stand up to such a hideous'
vindictive' ugly little ma...
Good evening' ma'am' ladies.
Oh' Mr. Quilp. Didn't hear you come in.
Evidently.
Go on' ma'am' you Were sayin'.
Erm...
Oh' Mrs. Quilp' hoW delightful.
You've invited a neighbor to supper and
sent out for something light and palatable.
I didn't invite anybody to supper' Daniel.
- It Was Ma...
- Hush' child.
- Good night' ma'am.
- What?
You're not goin'' missus' surely?
Thank you for your hospitality.
So soon? Why not stop for breakfast?
There's nothing dishonest
in a bit of supper' Mr. Quilp.
My daughter has the right to do
as she pleases.
- You'd like to think so' ma'am.
- (Groans)
Oh' you look ill' Mrs. Jiniwin.
You been overexciting yourself.
- It's a Weakness in old Women. Get to bed.
- I shall go to bed When I please' Quilp'
- and not before.
- Please to go noW' Mrs. Jiniwin.
- No.
- Upstairs' I say!
I feel in a smoking humor' Mrs. Quilp...
and Will probably blaze away all night.
I'd like you to sit With me
and move not an inch in case I Want you.
Yes' of course' Daniel.
Oh' a Word of advice' my dear.
Should you ever listen to those harpies again'
do you knoW What I'll do to you?
No' Daniel. What Will you do to me?
I'll bite you.
(Dog barks)
Erm' I'm going to need your help again' Nell.
Must I?
Yes' I'm afraid you must.
Another errand tomorroW morning.
Wake up.
I'm sorry' Daniel. Please forgive me.
I should hope so.
(Hums jolly tune)
(Stops humming)
Betsy my dear' What are you doing sat there?
Have you not been to bed? (Gasps)
Oh! What a vision of loveliness.
Breakfast.
Breakfast! (Stamps foot)
NoW!
- (Gulls crying)
- (Man shouts)
(Quilp sighs)
(Clanging)
You can't keep away from here'
can you noW?
No' sir.
This Way.
- What has the old man done With it?
- I do not knoW' sir.
Are you lying to me' Nell?
- No' sir.
- I believe you.
Who Wouldn't?
You're looking pretty today' Nell.
Charmingly pretty.
HoW'd you like to be my Wife?
You already have a Wife' sir.
Mrs. Quilp.
(Chuckles)
(Groans)
She's a clapped-out creature.
Hm.
You'll be just the proper age
for me in a couple of years.
What do you say?
I have nothing to say' sir.
Well...think about it.
Be a good girl' noW'
a very good girl' see if you don't come
to be Mrs. Quilp the second of Tower Hill.
Work.
Your grandfather' Nell.
He's an astute man of business' isn't he?
I-I suppose so.
All this money I'm investing
by Way of these loans.
- They Will make my fortune' Won't they?
- Might I go' sir?
Grandfather's told me to return
directly I had an answer.
But you haven't one' Nell.
You can't have one
till I'm ready to give it.
You'll come With me.
Come along.
I thought you said We Were
going to see my grandfather' sir.
Have patience' Nell' have patience.
I've a little business to attend to.
- What kind of place is this?
- Mm?
It's a debtor's prison. A place for people
Who borrowed money and never paid it back.
Excuse me.
- (People clamoring)
- (Woman) Mr. Quilp!
Mr. Quilp!
(Quilp) Nell? Nell?
Come along. We don't Want to keep
your grandfather Waiting' do We? (Chuckles)
I tell you again' Grandfather'
I Wish to see my sister.
The one you keep cooped up'
poisoning her mind against me.
You Were given every chance in life.
I brought you and your sister up' alone'
to be decent and honest.
And hoW did you repay me?
By your scandalous misconduct about town.
Why are they all so upset With you' Mr. Quilp?
No one likes a moneylender' Nell.
Specially When it's time to pay him back.
You've squandered everything I gave you.
Listen to him' SWiveller'
he's a bitter old man and a liar too.
It is a devil of a thing' gentlemen'
When relations fall out and disagree.
Why not shake hands' forget about the past?
- Hold your tongue.
- Sir' don't interrupt the chair.
I say it With the utmost respect.
What do you say' Grandfather? You're saving up
a pile of money here for my sister.
Why not hand over
a reasonable amount to me
and make everything friendly between us?
Oh my God!
Why do you hunt and persecute me?
Freddie!
Oh' Quilp! Thank God! This boy
Would murder me given half a chance.
What have you been saying' Fred?
Nothing.
Well noW' hoW are you? I suppose
the old man teaches you to hate me?
Grandfather never speaks to me
about you' Fred.
Yes' I can believe you there.
Lend us a shilling.
Come' SWiveller' our visit's ended here.
For the time being.
- I thought you Wanted to see your sister.
- I've seen her' haven't I?
Charmed' I'm sure.
Good day.
So much for family relations.
Thank God I acknowledge none.
- Erm...
- I kneW I could depend on you' Quilp.
A moment' please.
Here...sign.
- Sign? What is it?
- Oh' read.
It's a...bill of sale.
Correct. This is the last money
I Will give you
and I make this loan on the understanding
that you Will pay me back everything
With my numerous investments
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