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Oh. Oh.

We brought nothing into this world,

and it is certain we can carry nothing out.

The Lord gave.

And the Lord have taken away.

For as much as it has pleased

Almighty God in his wise providence

to take out of this world the soul of our deceased brother.

We therefore commit his body to the ground.

Earth to earth.

Ashes to ashes, dust to dust.

Man that is born of a woman

hath but a short time to live.

Is full of misery.

He cometh up and is cut down like a flower.

Oh! No!

So what do you want?

Urgent.

Let's

request.

I know they can.

I shouldn't be surprised if my brother was dead.

I don't think you would, sir.

I know you're never surprised about anything.

It's just.

That.

How long is my sister in law taking these lodgings?

For a month.

From week to. Week, sir.

Mrs. Nickleby paid the first week in advance.

Then you better get them out by the end of it.

If Mrs.

Nickleby took the apartments without the means of paying.

It was very unbecoming of the lady.

I am at present an unprotected female.

I cannot afford to lose by my lodging.

I can see that, ma'am.

Then perhaps you would do the favour so I can go

look at some of my miniature specimens. Miniature specimens?

Why, yes.

I am a professional portrait painter.

My trades, her miniatures, my kindly turns.

I have no money to throw away on miniatures, ma'am.

Please.

I see.

Well.

You've a strongly marked countenance for the purpose, I'm sure.

You, Mr.

Ralph Nickleby, ma'am.

What was that?

Nothing.

Nothing. Please, sir, I sneezed.

And what did you say? Nothing. Paul. Liar!

Hold your nose!

Yes, sir.

Mr. squares.

There's a gentleman to see you, sir.

And Mr. Snow.

Join me. Yes.

Well?

I'm delighted.

I'm mad here when this gentleman come.

And. Dance down.

Dry your eyes now, Mr.

Squires, I believe you advertised in the newspaper.

Morning.

False chronicle. Herald?

An advertiser regarding the Academy call.

Do the boys hold near Gretna Bridge, Yorkshire?

Come on.

Business.

I've been thinking, Mr.

Squares, of placing my two boys at your school.

£20 per annum, I believe.

Guinness. This is.

They are not great teachers.

That doesn't matter.

But we don't consider boys appetite stout establishment.

Can I say a few words with you in private?

I me?

I am not.

Their father, Mr. Squires.

I understand.

You see, I have married their mother, and she.

Has little money.

It's expensive keeping boys.

I am anxious to send them to some school where there are no holidays,

and where they may rough it a little.

You comprehend?

I do keep the payments regular.

No questions asked. That's it. Exactly.

You two are not.

My. Well, now.

The debtors have taken all the money and you have nothing.

Was buried up against sorrow.

I always do.

Mine was no common loss.

I don't know, uncommon last month.

My husbands die every day.

And wives?

Two and brothers also.

Yes, sir.

And puppies and pug dogs, likewise.

You didn't mention in your letter what my brother's complaint was.

My husband died of a broken heart.

Nonsense. No such thing.

Man can't pay his debts.

Then he dies of a broken heart.

And his widow, who's a martyr?

It was father's dying wish that we should come to London

in the hope you might help us, uncle.

How old is boy? Mom?

I'm nearly 19. 19.

What do you mean to do for a living, boy?

Not to live upon my mother, sir.

You know a little to live a partner.

If you did.

So this is the way my brother brings up his children.

This is my.

There was a thoughtless, inconsiderate man.

Oh. If he turned his son out into the will to work as my father returned after me,

then this boy might be in a position to help you. No, ma'am.

Instead of being a weight around your neck.

You're willing to work, boy?

Yes, of course.

Uncle. Good.

And see here.

I think I could make a very good teacher.

Uncle.

But I'm not a master of all

that, I think.

And we got to.

You've advertised for an able assistant, Mr.

Squires, and here he is.

I'm afraid this boy won't suit me.

Oh, yes, he will.

I fear so, you objected my youth.

Am I not having a master of Arts?

I had to leave this.

I mean, if you want to wait outside.

Oh, look here squares.

I've favoured you with much business over the years.

Now I ask a favour of you in return.

The boy's father is dead.

He's wholly ignorant of the world.

And I recommend him to this splendid establishment of yours in Yorkshire.

As an opening that may lead to fortune.

Oh, right.

Now, did you help the money?

Nothing.

And, Who?

You don't.

Whose recommendation has done it?

Nickel, man.

Be here tomorrow morning.

We leave. Is it?

Thank you sir.

I shall never forget this kindness.

I've come to see that you've done.

I mean, you know

the kind of boy they've been.

I miss you.

Oh, my poor boy.

Don't be upset, mother. Be happy.

Your son has work, and we should be richer for it.

A salary so small, Nicholas.

And it's such a long way.

Never mind that boy.

Supposing there is some rich gentleman at the school,

and he takes a liking to me.

Well, who knows, maybe you'll get his father to appoint a travelling tutor.

Yes. Nicholas may go back.

I think you better get up on the roof.

I'm afraid one of them boys might fall off.

I'll bet £20 a year ago.

Who's that man?

Nicholas. That's my employer, Kate. The schoolmaster.

Look over.

Your blessing. Box.

Oh! Take it.

Read it.

Nobody knows.

Bye. Bye, mother.

Bye, Kate. Bye.

Come.

He's gone.

To. Is it

my father to do the boy's horse?

Work.

Right.

Right. Oh.

We call it a hole in London.

It sounds better.

But. Right.

Where are you going? To?

Unload the crowd.

Everyone.

Know how smashing sequins is?

Oh, right.

My love.

How was the crowd?

Quite well. Lovely.

And the boys.

As well as they were when you went away.

Except for that young pilchards. He's had a fever.

Oh, I'm not boy. Oh.

This is a new teacher,

my love, Nicholas Nickleby. Oh,

there's, like, a small meal with us tonight.

And sleep down here. Thank you. Sir.

You don't care where you sleep. I suppose?

No, indeed, I'm not particular.

Let's look.

Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha! Hey!

What up

guys?

Look.

Your butt.

Oh, look, young man, take.

Whatever your life of private.

What you say.

Nickelback. Nickelback.

I'll take a little pie, please.

I'm not very hungry.

If you're not very hungry, it's a pity to cut the pie.

Have some bread instead.

Very well.

Uncommonly juicy steak that, my dear.

Lovely.

It's prime meat.

I got a good large piece on purpose.

Not for the boys.

No, for you, my love.

What do you take me for another day?

Here you go.

Hurry up. Nate.

Thank you.

What are you bothering about there, Mike?

Sniffing the food aspect.

Come on in.

What do you want?

Please, sir.

What? Did.

Did did anybody in in in London

was. Was anything sent?

About me?

Letter.

Don't talk. Soft.

Not a word.

And never will be. You want to be grateful, my lad?

Been here all these years and no money sent after the first six months.

Not a clue what we belongs to.

Mr. knuckle by Nickelback, George, you're beginning at home, my dear.

Certainly does it.

This house.

Tell you what.

Squeeze.

I think that Chuck's going away.

Oh, no.

Right.

Are you all right here?

What's his.

Leg? I'll be ready for days.

Before I go back.

7:00 in the morning.

Night, sir.

It's a squeeze.

Hold on.

I'll put that side out.

Oh, I don't. Know what we got going.

Wait.

My dear young man.

I know the world.

Your father did not.

Or he would not have done me a kindness when there was no hope of any return.

If ever you want shelter in London.

They know where I live.

At the sign of the crowd in Silver Street.

So you love me.

I was a gentleman then.

Never mind that.

It's all over now.

Excuse errors.

Your uncles clock new windows.

You needn't be afraid.

Come in.

Are you cold?

No. You shivering.

No. I'm not cold.

I'm used to it.

Hush! Oh.

Get off me!

Come on and get off me!

Oh, what you are about to receive.

May the Lord make you truly thankful.

It's brimstone.

Morning, nickel man.

Give the brimstone and stop the merry.

It's violence and everything.

And comes much cheaper than breakfast.

Get dinner.

Damn.

Ellen white.

Now let me see.

I letter for cover.

Stand up. Come in.

Don't you dare call me.

Grandmother is dead.

And his uncle? I don't do drink.

That's disgusting.

But his sister sends him one shilling and sixpence.

Which will just pay for that broken window.

Grey mash.

Yes, sir.

Sumner came here.

You have some family communication.

Step forward.

Line.

Kip. Forward.

Grandma.

She's maternal, and he's glad to hear he is so well.

And what have sent him?

Two pairs of. Stockings.

But he's short of money.

Oh, what a pity.

The maternal grandma will put his trust in Providence.

What a wise woman she is.

Yes, a delightful letter.

Very affecting, but affecting indeed.

Jennings.

Rest. Jennings.

Jennings.

Stand up.

This will be the sweetest

little portrait I've ever done.

It will be your genius that makes it so.

Oh, no.

I won't allow that, my dear.

It's a nice subject.

A very nice subject indeed.

Oh, of course, something depends upon the mode of treatment.

Yes. I'm sure. Why? You were right there.

Oh, the difficulties about, my dear, are great.

What with bringing out the eyes and keeping down the noses and

adding the hair? Taking away the teeth?

You have no idea the troubles of one little miniature manifold.

All those faces, Mr. Creevey.

There are only two styles of portrait, my dear.

The smile and the smirk.

Head up.

And when do you expect to see your uncle again?

Soon.

I suppose he has money,

hasn't he?

He's very rich.

Oh, you may depend upon it.

Oh, he wouldn't be so surly.

My father said he was disappointed in early life.

I believe. Is that so? Yes.

But being my father's brother, I'm sure my uncle is a very right

and proper gentleman. Good.

Then he will make you and your mama some nice little allowance, don't you think?

No. Yes.

At least I hope so.

If not, I am prepared to work.

Ma'am. She.

Our first lesson.

Nickleby is in English spelling and philosophy.

Where's the fat boy?

Please, sir.

He's clean the back parlour windows.

Sure he is.

G l e.

A n clean.

They're active to scour, to make bright.

When the boy knows this.

He goes, honey, does it.

Where's the next boy?

Jennings.

Please, sir.

He's reading a garden, so he ain't.

B o g t.

I n e y.

I study of plants.

That's our school system.

Nickleby. The practical.

What do you think of it?

Very useful.

And, sir.

It is.

And very cheap

learning as it should be.

Looks.

No. Improvement.

What time is it?

Time.

But my watch has stopped.

1:00.

Lunchtime.

Very well.

You may go.

Oh, you won't forget, Mrs.

Nicholl.

Disappointment with you, Will.

What's up to you?

Just reminding you.

As if I needed reminding

my brother's legacy.

They're your family, sir.

Aren't I fortunate?

Yes, sir.

You are.

Well.

Not yet. What do you think of him?

The new teacher.

Oh, him? Right.

What are you waiting for? Boost time to you.

If I do my act, you must do nothing.

Oh, that's such a cute outfit.

He's up proud.

Hearty, consequential, turned up nosed peacock.

But a cheat on the young man comes very cheap.

Peacock is not cheap.

£5 here. That's dear, if we don't need him.

But we don't need him until Fox dances.

That old mouse. The white British player.

Junior here. Thanks. In. Oh! Oh, my.

I want to give it to them boys.

Oh, for once I make them squeak.

L will my gun the l.

Where's the wheel, lady?

What's his name? Father?

Oh, the new teacher. Nickel boy.

Nickel back.

Look, I see him with clear eyes, and that's quite enough for me.

I watched him this morning.

Yeah. Face as black as thunder.

I saw him, though. He thought I didn't.

I was he, father.

The son of a gentleman.

So your father says.

Son of a gentleman.

Now, then.

I want you all

look very closely

and tell me what you see.

Don't be frightened.

Who's going to be first?

Johnson.

I'm sorry.

I'm Jennings.

Paper, sir.

I'm not paper.

Think again.

With imagination.

And this paper becomes.

A boat.

And pass it around

and tell me what you can see.

Very good.

Oh. Oh!

Ha ha ha ha ha!

Very good. Hat!

Oh, h

a t hat.

And his next.

Spike.

I don't know.

Yes, you do.

Think.

A. Bird.

Bird.

Oh, yes.

Be I.

Oh, I do beg your pardon.

I thought my father was.

Oh, dear.

Oh. Very good.

Mr. square says out.

Do you know how long he'll be, sir?

Yes, about an hour.

Oh. Thank you.

I'm very sorry I enjoyed it.

I'm sure.

Oh, can I help?

Oh. It's broken.

Should it be a hard or soft?

Never

soft.

I have found the situation for your daughter, ma'am.

Oh. I didn't, I?

Depend upon it, I said.

Now the drunk has provided for me.

He will not rest until he has done at least the same for you.

Kate, my dear, why don't you thank your uncle?

Let me proceed, ma'am, I pray.

Kate.

Mother, let your uncle proceed, I pray.

I am most anxious that he should. Ma.

I would be obliged likewise.

The situation that

I've made into is to procure is with a milliner.

An milliner.

And a dressmaker.

A dressmaker.

The dressmakers in London, ma'am, are acquainted with titled people,

and they become persons of great wealth and fortune.

How very true.

Madame Anton Lini lives near Cavendish Square.

I know her well.

And if your daughter is disposed to try after the situation,

I could take her directly.

For nothing to say to your uncle, my love.

I'm very much obliged to you, uncle.

I knew I could depend upon you to help me

to do. Yes.

So now we've dug out two long trenches here.

Not that we need to do them.

So such legs now cost me life.

And the most beautiful smile

isn't the most extraordinary thing.

Till the

most extraordinary.

Oh, what's he said to you?

Oh, don't ask me what you said. My dear.

If you'd only seen his looks and smiles.

I never was so overcome in all milk.

Did he look like this?

Very like that.

Only more genteel.

Oh, that means something.

Depends on it, my dear.

Uncle, may I ask you a question?

Am I to live at home?

Home? Where was that?

I mean, with my mother.

You know, live at Mount Lena's to all intents and purposes, full there.

You'll take all your meals and work from morning to leaving.

But at night, my mother.

I will not leave her.

Will not.

I mean, I cannot.

We must have some place that we can call home.

Must you? Yes.

There is an empty house belonging to me.

You can both of them with left.

Thank you.

Uncle.

Good afternoon Madame. Mr.

mountain. Evening.

Good afternoon.

May I present my niece, Kate Nickleby?

Oh, yeah.

Oh. Mother.

What are you doing?

What? Oh!

Oh! Oh!

Enter.

Come on in. Hey!

Good afternoon.

I am understand from Mr.

Square. Oh, yes, that is right.

I'm afraid. Father, don't tea with us today.

He's gone into town from mama on business.

But you won't mind that.

I daresay.

Please be seated.

But only waiting for one of the gentlemen.

And his child to show.

Oh, don't mind me.

Funny.

You may go on just as you would if you were known to do

so. I feel that.

Ha ha ha. Whoa

whoa whoa

whoa whoa whoa whoa whoa.

Charming.

Simply charming.

Can you speak French, child?

Yes. Like a.

Demure native.

We keep eight young women constantly employed in this establishment.

Isn't some of them damned handsome to me?

Do you wish to break my heart?

Not for.

20,000 hemispheres populated by a thousand different ballet.

Dancers.

You will pay nothing to my husband's machinations.

Miss Nickleby. I do not know.

What hours of work have you become accustomed to?

I have never yet been accustomed to work at all, ma'am.

Well, for which reason she'll work all the better.

Well, John.

Well. What?

Mouse?

It's something's.

Money's no front, Mr.

Nickleby. To.

Well, I don't suppose he's bothered.

I am, sir.

Oh. Well, you.

Well, tuck in, lad.

Oh, you don't get bread and butter here every day.

I mean, not, but skin and bones.

If you stop here long enough.

Your remarks are facetious, sir.

Oh, don't you know?

Hey, you're the teacher in Maryland and in all, won't you, Tilda?

If you say another word, John, I'll never forgive you

or speak to you again.

What's the matter, Fanny?

Or shall John and I go outside and come back presently?

Please. There's no need.

No need. Why?

Look at miss Fanny, dressed so beautifully and looking so well.

She's almost handsome.

I'm ashamed of you, Mr.

Nickleby.

Oh, what if I had to do as Miss Square?

Dressing beautifully.

Everything.

John.

What?

When is.

A board?

Let's have a game. Of cards or something.

Excellent.

I think that's a good idea.

Oh, we ought to go in. Partners.

Two against two.

Mr. price. Oh!

Oh! Oh, but certainly Mr.

Nickleby.

We intend to win everything.

Don't we, miss Nickleby?

Oh, I think you've already won something you didn't expect.

Haven't you, dear?

And the.

Good afternoon, madam.

Meant to leave me this bag.

This is the young person I spoke to you about.

She was at work today.

I think the presence of a better way to come upstairs into the showroom

had appearance. Suit very well with mine.

Miss Nickleby and I will be quite a pair, don't you think?

Although I think my feet may be a little smaller than hers.

My family have always been celebrated for small feet.

You'll take him?

He understands us. And so. Please.

Rest assured, Madame, count upon me.

As always.

Charming creature, isn't she, Mrs.

Nickleby? Well, I hardly know her yet.

Have you seen Mr.

Madeleine? Yes.

And some gentleman. Who

is he?

My goodness gracious.

He is a fine, tall, full whiskered.

You do astonish me.

I daresay I am foolish.

Yes. No.

How do you feel this afternoon, Tilda?

Oh, no. Indeed.

I'm in excellent spirits.

I was thinking your face seemed rather morbid.

Funny.

Me? Oh, no.

Oh, that's.

Well, because your hair's coming out.

How do you.

Never mind me.

You had better attend to your partner.

And so I shall.

I've never had such luck.

And it's all because of you, Mr.

Nickleby.

I should like to have you for a partner.

Always.

I wish you would. Oh.

John, why don't you say something?

Say so, may I? Oh,

do what I say is this.

Mercy on us.

What's up?

Oh, you don't know me.

Course you don't.

You monstrous, polite ma'am.

Well, I shall be coming to you to take me out, ma'am.

Well, you needn't make yourself any plainer than you are, ma'am.

Ladies, how do you.

Do that, price?

You'll cry your eyes out when I've gone funny. Squeezed.

You know you will.

I stole your. Words a minute.

You paid. Me.

Great compliment when you say so.

I wish you good night, mom.

Pleasant dreams.

Attend to sleep.

Good night.

Oh. Oh. Oh.

Oh. Oh.

Oh. Shall I clear.

Away?

Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha!

Ha ha!

Right, right.

Right.

Well.

You liar! Oh!

Oh, it's my.

Oh! Schmuck!

Oh! Oh!

Oh, no.

You go.

Give him a massage.

What? Go!

Get up. Oh! Well.

Oh! Oh! Oh!

Hey! It's

me. Wait a minute.

Cry a little.

Oh! Do it for me, Ethan.

Oh, for.

Oh. Please.

You see, the outside world is.

What is this place?

Looks like

the world is full of hope.

No reason.

To them.

Yes. God. No!

No no no.

You go.

I'm sure

it's the best

you could do for you.

At short notice.

Well, isn't this considerate of your work?

Why? We should not have had anything but the bed we bought yesterday.

If it hadn't been for civil servants.

Oh. He's very thoughtful indeed.

Listen, actually.

Mr. Nickleby.

Oh, Mr..

Nickleby,

Your Majesty.

Mr. Nickleby.

Where is he?

Mr. Nickleby.

Oh, honey.

Honey.

You see, I've come to see you.

I've had some bad words last night.

I've come to tell you something that I think could please you.

Oh. What's that?

Well,

after we left you last night, John and I had a dreadful quarrel.

That doesn't please me, Matilda.

I wouldn't think so bad of yours to suppose it did.

Funny.

No, to a great deal of wrangling.

Say we'd never see each other again.

Well, this morning, John and me, we made up, and he went to return.

Einstein.

Would you be married in three weeks?

And so I give you notice to get your frock made.

Oh, Tilda.

That's wonderful.

How nice.

You'd like it.

Come on. Funny.

I want to know all about you and Mr.

Nickleby. He is nothing to me.

I hate him, and I wish him dead.

Oh, you don't mean that, I'm sure.

Oh, yes, I do.

Oh. Oh, you picked up mr.

Nickleby. Come back, Mr. Big.

Slow down.

No, no, it's my duty to go through with it.

Hello, will.

Mr. Nickleby. Oh.

Oh, please.

Please come in, come in.

Oh, oh.

Oh, Mr.

Nicholas sent me to help. Oh.

What happened?

She fainted. Oh!

Help me, Mr.

Nick.

How do you feel now, Fanny, dear?

Better.

Oh, this foolish faintness.

Oh, don't call yourself foolish.

Funny, dear.

It's those who were too proud.

Ought to be ashamed.

You are resolved to fix last night upon me.

Although I tell you, it's not my fault.

Perhaps you were too jealous or too hasty with him, my dear.

I'm sorry, truly, for I haven't been the cause of any difference between you.

Oh, that's not all you have to say.

Surely I feel there's nothing else to say

except. Yes.

It's most awkward.

Mere mention of it makes him look like a puppy.

I love puppies.

Does the young lady suppose.

In short,

does she think I am in love with her?

Does she think?

Of course she does.

Mr. Nickleby has doubted that till death

he may set his mind at rest.

His sentiments are a stop.

This is the grossest and most wild delusion.

Hey, I have a one quarter of wish connected with her.

Unless it be the one I'll take dear to my heart

of turning my back upon this accursed place.

I'll never set foot in it again.

Or even to think of it unpleasantly, with loathing and disgust.

You're not too ill about it, ma'am.

Oh! Oh!

Madame, mentally, ma'am,

I have sent down that pretty young creature we saw yesterday.

Oh, yes.

Two of all the things in the world.

My lord and I, we hate being waited upon

by frights and elderly persons.

Miss nag, take off that bonnet and send him up here.

You needn't return.

I beg pardon?

What did you say last?

You need to turn.

Yes, madam.

I know so.

Much.

Oh, no.

No. Oh, no no no no.

It's not. What's the matter?

What's up.

You nasty. Creature?

You understand?

Me? 15 minutes.

I have been the.

Grand ornament of that room downstairs.

Have I lived to this day to be called a fright?

I'm sorry.

I never meant to go. Speak to me.

I hate you.

I detest. You.

Never let you speak to me again.

Never let anybody in this room who is a friend of mine.

Speak to. Her again.

She is a slut.

Oh, I see.

You speak with me.

Right.

On. Sir?

Can you hear me calling?

Try it.

You know what he's got?

No, sir.

And I'm glad I don't.

For if I did, it would be my duty to tell you.

Which no doubt you would be sorry to do.

Indeed, sir. That's correct.

Get out of my way!

Fly my razor blade.

Squeeze it.

Hampstead. About a month ago.

Go away.

I put my clothes down.

That boy.

Get inside. Oh!

I. Was.

Hurt.

Oh. I

wanted. To.

Drop.

Out by.

No news of the wretch.

I'll have consolation

for this out of somebody's knuckle, boy.

I'll give you a warning.

Your feelings do not concern me.

Oh, don't it, Mr.

Peacock?

Well, we shall see.

We shall.

Squeeze it. Oh.

It's like I was cut off.

If I had gone. To now.

Squeezing

my arm in.

Mother.

Yes. Ringing the bell.

That's bell up right,

grandma? Oh,

go right over here.

Get out!

Get out!

Oh! Oh! Oh!

Oh! Oh!

Yeah!

Come on. Oh, yeah.

Yeah.

Shall I go get my bread?

Is everybody here?

Oh, they gonna stand outside?

Oh, what have you got to be a chef?

Nothing I suppose.

Please spare me.

That's a good. Idea.

Oh, I couldn't I couldn't open.

Oh, no. Don't.

Hey! Shut up!

I'll try not to.

Battle em squeezing.

I'm too tight.

For your hat. So.

Far off.

Stop!

Or shut up!

I did.

This was not a one off.

No, no.

I will prevent it.

Stand aside.

I will not owe the life of your property.

Oh! God!

Oh! Ha ha. Ha!

Ha ha ha!

Oh, I didn't.

Listen to.

It live.

Spike!

He's gone! Sir.

Spike.

Can I come with you?

Please

take me with you.

I can't.

I have no prospect,

no future.

I can hardly even keep myself in my family.

I don't need no.

I'm sorry.

Please.

Please,

let me call.

Very well.

The world will deal with you as it does me.

Come.

Here.

Good morning, Mr.

Brody.

Morning.

I thought it on very bad terms last time we met, didn't we?

Oh, we did.

I was very sorry for it afterwards, sir.

So was I, Mr. Brody,

as well?

What's the matter with your face?

It's Grace.

Beating him badly.

Good Lord.

What did he do?

He beat Mike.

Oh I see.

Well, what are you both going to do now, sir?

Where are you going?

For leaving Yorkshire today.

For London?

Well, good luck to you.

Thank you.

Mr. Nickleby.

How much money have you got?

Not much here.

I couldn't

tell it was a proud money.

Can pay me back one day.

Thank you. Sir.

My power is one mask of roses, both blue and green.

Likewise. When the monster.

Your nephew had done this to my pa and jumped upon his body with his feet.

And also language which I will not believe my pen was describing.

He ran away after exciting a rebellion with a boy of desperate character.

And stole

a garnet ring.

Yours faithfully.

Fanny.

Squeeze.

Well, you look quite juvenile and jolly.

Damn it!

There's quite a bloom upon your countenance.

What do you want?

What do I want?

Yes. How much?

A mere.

Trifling 75.

Pounds.

How long?

For two months.

Times are bad.

I don't want to do business. Just now.

One scarcely knows who to trust.

But as you are a friend,

I'll do it.

25% interest.

That it. Nickleby.

That's hard.

Take it or leave it.

I'll take it.

Postmarked Yorkshire, sir.

Do the boys home?

Thank you, Mr.

Knowles. Oh.

Oh. I've come about a boy.

Which boy?

A place is full of boys.

Mike.

His coach.

Mike. Mother.

Is he here?

No, he ran away. Where did he go?

Anyone who

knows me could never believe the story of a stolen ring.

I must go to my own club once, Mr.

Knox, and explain everything.

No, sir, I wouldn't.

Well, I'm sure he'll understand.

You came back here after a few weeks

with no money, no position.

Those are things your uncle understands.

Do my mother and sister know about this letter?

No. Don't you

go and tell them.

Please be advised, sir.

Do not seem to be tampering with anyone.

You don't know your uncle as I do.

I've done nothing wrong.

It is.

True, sir.

I know,

why do you stay working for my uncle, Mr.

Monk? Who else would have me?

I once borrowed money

without the means to pay back.

He offered me work. I took it.

The wages of a small boy.

Drink.

Thank you.

Here's to both of you

newfound friends.

I won't believe it, uncle.

I have a letter from Esquire.

She writes and tells me everything.

There must be some mistake, brother in law.

The mistake was mine, ma'am.

I recommended your son to the establishment

against all my previous convictions.

And what is the result?

Behaviour for which he might hold his head up at the Old Bailey.

It's not possible.

And it's safe to. Mama.

How can you sit there. And say such things?

Let me say, if he comes my way, it would be my duty to deliver him

up to the justices.

My duty as a man of the world and business.

And yet I would not.

I would spare the feelings of his sister

and mother.

Of course.

Please answer the door. It.

Well, I don't know.

I'm sure.

It's no invention, ma'am.

Read it for yourself.

Assault.

Riot.

Theft. Indeed.

And what do you call these things, ma'am?

A lie.

Nicholas. Dear brother, be calm. Consider.

I've considered everything, case.

And I'm here to speak the truth.

Your behaviour is a disgrace, sir.

To the boy's whole uncle.

It was simply a place of employment, sir.

To which I should never have been sent.

How dare you?

That's gratitude for you, ma'am.

I attacked the school master to save a boy from the vilest cruelty.

Nothing more. Patient. Nicholas, you hear this?

Everything is proved by his own confession.

Oh, no. Not everything.

There is a ring missing.

I know nothing of this ring, Kate.

I know Nicholas, because you do know of a stolen boy. Yes.

He's here with me in London.

And you choose to restore this boy back to where he belongs?

No, I do not. Indeed.

Now, sir, you will hear a word or two from me.

I'll not listen to any.

Threats, Uncle. Nicholas.

Very well.

I will not speak to you, but to your mother.

Perhaps she will find it worth her while.

If your son does not leave London tonight

and take this boy with him, he will not receive one penny of my money.

Not one grasp of my hand.

I will not help him, nor would I help those

who choose to help him.

I regret to leave you, ma'am,

but since I cannot ask you to renounce your son,

I will see you no more.

Uncle, please.

I know you have been very good to us,

but I cannot.

Even if you have done what you say.

I cannot renounce my own son.

Mama, you know he has done nothing wrong.

I don't know what to think,

mother.

Nicholas is so headstrong.

And your uncle has so much honest composure.

Mama.

Oh. Never mind.

We can all go to the workhouse or the modern hospital.

And the sooner we go, the better.

Stay, uncle,

you need not leave.

I will go.

Speak to him. Mama.

I leave my family in your care.

But one day I will return.

And God help you if they are wronged.

Nicholas, wait!

Nicholas!

It's the best gift.

You'll be helped when I'm away.

If I stay, I'll bring you

nothing but suffering and sorrow.

We won't forget each other.

You'll never.

Try to think of our days before father died.

Remember the happiness of home.

I will.

I do always.

Goodbye, Kate.

When will I see you again?

I don't know.

I. See?

What?

Where does this road go?

Portsmouth.

Oh! Oh, my.

It's a seaport town.

We may find some employment on a ship.

Oh, I can,

milk cows and groom horses.

Stand up straight, Miss Nickleby.

What's the matter with you?

I'm sorry. Are you ill?

I have a headache.

I wish I could say the same.

Bodily illness is much more easy to bear than mental.

Is my life and soul within? No.

Oh, how can she say so?

When she's blooming in this room.

Like a little rose in a flower pot.

Go away.

Miss nag.

Miss Nickleby. There, there.

Why will it vex itself and.

Twist its little face.

Into bewitching nutcrackers?

Because I can't, You can't bear me.

See? See?

My enchanting, bewitching,

engrossing, captivating convene.

Why, there's not a

woman alive that could tell me such a love.

See what a situation you have placed me in.

No harm will come from this.

Trust me.

There are two gentlemen to see you, sir.

What do you want, Mr.

Mantel?

If you say so.

This is an unpleasant business.

There.

Well, what is it?

Nothing. It's a writ.

Oh. Oh, it's a mere trifle.

My pussy fluff.

£1,527 for a £0.09 off.

Very.

Little live.

Damn.

It's not convenient to settle.

We'll go over the house and make an inventory.

You've got three nights to sleep at home before we take possession.

Good night, ma'am.

Ladies. My.

Oh! Oh!

You're ruined.

Oh, no!

My cup of happiness.

Sweet.

Oh! Well,

get lost up here.

Leave this house. Up.

Hey! Oh! Oh!

Oh. I see. Oh!

Oh! Hey!

Oh! Oh.

Miss! Not.

Stop him! Oh, you know what?

You'll destroy himself.

Oh, oh.

Why don't you go away?

No fault.

Preacher.

Compose yourself by angels.

Just get what he spoke.

But my. Own.

Will you? No.

Oh, yes.

Oh! Oh.

My darling!

My beloved.

Forgive me.

Oh! Oh.

I do,

I do. Oh!

You. Oh!

Landlord, can you give us any dinner?

Oh, I'm sorry, sir, you're too late.

Driver, who was a gentleman in the parlour to take pudding and potatoes.

There's more than he can manage.

I'll ask if you can sleep with him.

Are you sure?

I'm me. You?

Mr. Cromwell's is in particular.

Ha ha ha ha ha ha

ha ha! Oh!

How ha ha!

Strike, Harry and riposte.

Ha ha ha!

Ha ha ha!

Ha ha ha!

Ha ha ha!

Here you go.

That'll be a double long cord.

You take care, boys.

You better get a win and change your clothes.

I you come.

Well, what do you think of that?

It's very good indeed.

Thank you.

We open at Portsmouth on Monday.

You know the town at all? No, sir.

Never been. Never.

Oh, fancy.

Yeah. Give me a hand.

Help me down as a good lad.

Much obliged.

Excuse me. Saying.

But what a capital continence your friend has got.

Why has he looks?

Now he makes such an.

Actor in the starvation business as was ever seen.

Yes, the emaciated apothecary and Romeo and Juliet.

Don't you think

I would know, sir?

You view him with a professional, I suppose.

Well, I may I've been in the profession a lifetime.

Started with a heavy child parts at 18 months old.

It is true.

A child prodigy.

May I ask why?

Portsmouth.

We were both looking for work.

And there are ships leaving port every day.

True, but not for a gentleman like you.

No, no. Men are not born naval seamen.

They must be.

Reared.

Can them.

Can anybody act upon the stage, sir?

No, no, no.

It requires a great talent.

Tis a God given gift.

Yes, of course I see.

But if the mind is willing and the heart courageous, then yes,

it is possible,

with time and dedication to train a humble servant and a noble knight.

Perhaps you would be willing

to take us both into your company, sir.

Theatre? Yes.

Oh, Romeo was a fire.

That would ascend the brightest heaven of invention.

A kingdom or a stage.

Then I.

Thank you, miss Nick, for everything.

I'm only pleased my modest savings could be of some assistance.

Goodbye, lady.

Oh. I will, thank you.

I suppose.

He goes back to work.

Not you, Miss Nickleby.

From today, your services are terminated.

He. Must.

Well.

What do you say?

Is this a theatre?

Oh, it is snug.

I thought it were a blaze of light.

And so it is, my boy.

So it is.

It's only on his back.

Time. Time

out of sync.

Oh, yes.

Oh, Nickleby.

Yeah. Look here.

Allow me to introduce Mrs.

Vincent Cromwell's.

How do you do?

I am very glad to meet you, sir.

And still more glad to hail you

as a member of our company.

Who do I think, my dear?

But who's that?

That is the other one.

Emaciated apothecary.

Unmerciful. Admirable.

A skeletal sensation, I'm sure.

Oh, have a little ballet interlude.

They're going through the Indian savage maiden dance.

A little this way appears to me to be.

Music.

Play on. Us.

Ha ha ha!

You may

be. Bravo!

Yeah. Oh!

Well, what do you say, sir?

She's very beautiful.

And you, sir.

She's quite a genius.

Who is she?

This is Miss Ninette.

Cromwell's

our. Daughter.

The infant phenomenon.

She is the idol of every place we go.

You have.

Complimentary letters from the nobility and gentry of almost every town.

In England. I'm not. Surprised.

I tell you, what's the talent of the child is not to be imagined.

I can believe it.

She must be seen to seem.

She is too good for the country boards.

She ought to be in London.

By the Drury Lane. Oh.

May I ask how old she is?

You may.

Well.

She is ten years of age.

No more.

Not a day.

Oh, Kate, my dear.

Your uncle has a surprise for you.

I should like you to dine with me tomorrow evening.

He's giving a little dinner party.

I'm not used to parties, but this is a matter of business.

And your mother has promised that you will keep house for me.

And if you wouldn't mind obliging mind.

Why? My dear Kate, I.

Spoke to my niece.

Ma'am.

I'll be very glad.

Of course, uncle.

But I'm afraid you'll find me awkward and embarrassed.

Now, what shall you wear?

Let me think. Your black silk frock would.

Come at 6:30 and a hackney.

I'll pay.

You. Thank you, uncle.

I look forward to it.

Pray silence for Mr.

Cromwell's. And come, children.

Gather around.

Mr. Cromwell's has decided.

The play is cast. Yes.

Lord Montague, Friar Lawrence, myself.

Lady Montague, the nurse.

Mrs. Collins.

Spirit of the Eternal Flame.

The infant phenomenon. Juliet.

Miss Leduc.

Oh, Romeo.

Mr. Nickleby. What what what?

You'll come with a very good bit of trapdoor

business in act two, if I may see a clown.

Mr. Krumholz may have a word.

You may, sir.

I have no idea how I shall do it, sir.

Play it Romeo.

Oh, you have it already, Mr.

Nickleby.

I'm qualities about.

There's nothing to it.

You learn the lines.

Stand in romantic attitude.

Like so.

And then it's all down to the swagger of velvet.

Try once more.

Like.

Who calls so loud?

Who? Who calls?

Calls. So.

So loud.

Who calls?

So. Now.

I don't know what's to be done.

Swank.

Keep saying it to me.

I will.

Remember.

But. Soft.

What light through yonder window breaks.

It is the east.

And Juliet is the sun.

I conduct a arise, fair sun.

I know to be a man who is.

Already a sensation with me. To grief.

That thou her maid are far more fair than she.

Oh, Romeo, Romeo!

Wherefore art thou, Romeo?

Shall I hear more, or shall.

I speak at.

This?

Open minded

uncle.

There's something wrong.

Are there no other ladies present?

Tucker?

No, I don't know any.

So I'm going.

To. Go!

When I'm having.

A black. Eye.

Tommy. Ever had the opportunity?

What?

Death.

Not very soft.

Mr. Nickleby.

Charmed. Oh.

As I remember.

This should be the house.

But being a holiday, the bigger shop is shut.

Oh! What? Ho!

Apothecary!

Who calls so.

Loud.

Copy that. Man.

I see that thou art poor.

All right.

Stand

by. Stop!

Locked. Locked.

What I really want.

I can't tell you.

That was the rest of my time.

Discussing.

I believe Miss Nickleby is wondering why the Jews.

Somebody don't make love to her.

No, indeed, sir.

Not really.

I'll hold any. Man £50 that Miss Nicholl.

They can't look into my eyes and.

Tell me she wasn't. Thinking side.

I'll think it.

Do not make me the subject of any bet.

Please I cannot. It's nothing, my dear.

I don't care if I lose the one tolerable.

Look in Miss Nichols's eyes is worth double the money.

Ha ha ha ha!

Would you make more effort for me, Miss Nell? Oh!

Get your money ready, gentlemen.

I'll be.

Quite crude.

Horrid. Cruel.

Oh, I'll do it.

Ha ha ha ha!

What a delightful, studious miss.

Is it real or only to display the eyelashes?

I call myself that.

Perfect.

Do me a favour to be silent, sir.

I wish you to understand that your behaviour offends

and disgusts me.

Why keep up this appearance,

little sweet creature.

In all natural.

Let me go, sir.

Do you hear me, sir?

Oh! Please.

What is this?

Let me pass, uncle.

Let me leave this house.

What have I done?

That you could subject me to this?

You wanted the Lord for energy.

As a matter of business.

I thought you might make an impression on the silly youth.

Oh. For

the Lord.

Friend.

He's really.

I'm going to.

Take so.

Long. To.