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Just. A.

Unit by moonlight.

Proud Titania.

Half jealous. Oh. Torrid.

Rash. Wanton.

Am I not thy lord?

Then I must be thy lady.

But I know when thou has stolen away from fairyland.

And in the shape of Collins.

SAT all day playing on pipes of corn

and versing love to amorous Philidor.

And never since.

The middle summer, spring.

We meet the mortal again.

Cheekbones knows her.

I dare thy forest by paving fountain or rushing brook.

Or on

your way home.

Don't think any will see by them.

I cannot continue.

I think I detect a little agitation from behind.

What is this?

Who dares to agitate Mister Cromwell's fairy King?

I do, oh,

and what is your grumble, sir?

He is.

I was once this company's Romeo, the romantic lead.

And now look at me.

Reduced to nothing more than a fairy cobweb.

What have you got to say for yourself, sir?

If I play the parts I'm told to play nothing more.

You should refuse them, sir.

And why should he do that, sir?

Because I say so, sir.

Mr. Lambert, if my plain Romeo and Lysander distresses

you, I'll happily hand them back.

You have do no such thing, Mr. Nickleby.

You'll play the parts as publicised.

By what? Right, sir?

Look to the ladies.

Mr. Nickleby, his face is our good fortune.

To embarrass me, ma'am.

You will be.

What are you doing?

I'm going to pull your nose.

Oh, it's the crumbs.

Pull my nose. Yes.

In the presence of the company.

You lay one hand on my nose. I.

Oh, thanks.

I'm ruined

by the side.

But princes.

Come, Mr.

Lenovo,

let us shake hands and forget it. Never.

Mr. Len will shake his hand.

Never,

ever.

If you do, Mr.

Lendl, you can play Hamlet at Harwich.

Chelmsford and Reading very well.

Now, places, places.

Ladies and gentlemen, please

let us continue with our Midsummer's revelries.

Because I said at the time, Kate,

a dressmaker's shop is the last description of business

to which you should have thought of attaching yourself.

I do not reproach you, my love.

But if only you had consulted with your own mother.

Well, then, mama, what do you recommend now?

Recommend?

Well, that's obvious.

Tomorrow morning I shall pay a visit to your uncle.

No, please. My uncle has done quite enough.

Nonsense.

He's a devilish pretty girl.

Becoming hot tonight.

I suppose he is.

Well, then, tell me, where does the beauty live?

No good can come of it.

She is a country. Girl at heart.

Why is the London life keeping virtuously?

And well go to a pretty girl without me?

Indeed he may.

Well then

you know you're making a fortune out of me.

Maybe I shall never do business with anyone else.

If you tell me, I'm. Come on out with it, man.

Where does Miss Kate Nickleby live?

Oh. Mrs.

Nickleby to see you, sir.

Good morning, brother.

In law, Mrs. Nickleby, I say hello.

Stay there. Ma'am.

This way. Sir, is this Mrs.

Nickleby, the mother of Miss Nickleby,

the delightful creature we had the pleasure of meeting at dinner.

Yes, indeed. No.

This lady is far too young for that.

Kate Nickleby is indeed my daughter.

Her daughter? My lord. Why?

I won't believe it. Oh.

Yes. It's true.

And how is your daughter today, ma'am?

I'm afraid she's a little down hearted, sir.

I'm not sure why.

Perhaps you suffering from something I myself, I suffer constantly from them.

Then perhaps you will allow us to escort you and your daughter to the opera, ma'am.

Oh! The opera?

Yes. Mas.

Do you like him up?

Oh, I like anyone who is musical, my lord.

Good.

That's settled it then.

I up.

Has the memories like,

It comes and goes.

Do you remember your first day in Yorkshire?

Was it Mr.

Squire's first brought you to the school?

No, no.

Another man.

It's important if we to find out who you really are.

I remember a room, a

lonely room where I slept well.

Which autumn? Beginners, please.

Mr. Nickleby, Mr.

emaciated depository. Make haste.

A public beckons.

You. Good day.

You get.

Good.

Care. Oh.

You. You should look for.

Moon for.

Love your.

Love.

Not the star for

love on your.

Character.

Oh my God. Oh.

What's the rush, miss?

Negotiation? I don't know.

Is it best not to. Take me. To him?

I know, my dear creature.

Why do you keep up this show of displeasure?

How dare you speak to me in this manner?

Is he in a passion?

I like it well.

I hold you in the bitter.

It's contempt. Sir.

I told you

like this.

Oh, let me go!

And where would you go, miss Lee? Could be.

There's no where to go.

You have Kate.

What's wrong?

Daughter's a little flushed, ma'am.

I have been wronged, uncle.

And by your friends?

I have no friends. Go.

Day after day, I'm compelled

to assume the appearance of cheerfulness.

I have no one to protect or advise me,

mama.

Suppose as these are honourable men.

I cannot deceive her any longer.

I need your help, uncle.

How can I help you, chap?

You have some influence with these men.

We're connected in business. Nothing more.

I cannot afford to offend them.

Uncle, I trusted you.

We all have our trials.

Kate.

Oh, this is yours.

Riches and power

are the only true source of happiness.

Some young ladies

would be proud to have such gentlemen at their feet.

Gentlemen.

Oh, uncle, please.

Listen to me.

My home is a lonely one.

If you would only consent

to make it your home to.

It would bring me so much comfort.

Little light.

To grant some of the sweet nature that I know you'll have.

Never.

Uncle.

There's something of that boy's blood in you.

I my father's blood. Yes.

And I'm proud to know it.

Uncle.

Very well.

Then I cannot help you.

Okay? You.

Thought.

They were.

My. Was a performance

and a very good house.

Oh. On Monday morning.

Grace Yin owns the missus Cromwell's.

Think.

On Monday morning, we shall read a new piece.

Oh, everyone shall have. A good part in it.

Obviously will be here. We'll see to. That.

Sorry.

You all right? A new piece.

I don't think I can write anything for Monday morning.

Mr. Cromwell's. Dish. Tosh. Why ever not?

What's too soon?

I haven't an invention. Rubbish.

Do you understand French?

A little, very good.

Toss him a manuscript, my dear.

Seth, turn that into English and put your name on the title page.

Tis a fortified crack.

A veritable hit, sir.

I'll do my best.

And now a toast.

What's this?

Autographs.

A letter, sir, for Mr. Nickleby.

Well, there's your man over there.

What's my puff, Mr.

Clemens in the new play.

You, Mr.

Lin, why you turn your wife and child out of doors

and in a fit of rage and jealousy, you stabbed them both in the forest.

And me, Mr. Crumbles, what's my part?

You are a troubled wretch, filled with remorse would overcome the tears.

And then, after putting on stuffing hiatus, you transform

and become a virtuous, exemplary character for us.

Oh very good.

Get the curtain down on that, Mr.

Crumbles, and it'll be a triumph.

Be sure, Mr.

Provost, to be sure.

And now a toast.

To Mr. Nickleby.

This is the take away.

I must go.

What is the matter?

This letter, it comes from London.

The Drury Lane.

No. Mr. Newman knocks.

Never heard of him.

Does he play the Haymarket?

He's my uncle's clerk, spoke

Mr. Lingo.

Thank you for everything, Mr. and Mrs.

Christmas.

Goodbye.

Come on.

Smiling.

How dare you show your face here, sir.

I'm looking for my mother and sister.

After all I've told you.

You return to London and still with that.

Boy of a duck to come here when they come alone.

My mother and sister.

Sir, you'll please tell me where they are.

They are living in the house that I have provided for them,

enjoying my care and support.

If you've taken care of them as you did me, and I pity them.

I warn you, boy, for their own good.

Stay away from them.

Oh! Yes.

Richard, I've got to

stay in all good

as he smells similar

toast on Kate Nicholl

and Miss Nickleby.

I'm afraid the old woman and mother is going so jealous of her,

she's blocked her way.

Oh, I infernal cunning.

So much clever I can do in the old lady.

Do you believe anything I say?

Some, like her uncle, still leaves.

The old man introduces to

Miss Kate Nickleby.

I'd like a word with you, sir.

Mysterious stranger upon myself.

Will you step aside.

Name your business and leave the table.

Your name and address.

I shall give you neither.

I'm the brother of the young lady who has been the subject of your division. Oh.

If you have a friend at this table who is a gentleman,

then he will spare your disgrace and give me your name.

Very well.

I will follow you home.

Will you?

Yes. Good lord.

What is that?

A friend.

From Spain.

What?

Is it?

He's my friend.

Make yourself known to me, sir.

Get out.

I will follow you.

You'll be all swept if you do.

You are scared when you are an errand boy.

For all I know.

I'm the son of a country gentleman.

I'm your equal.

Will you or.

Will you not answer for.

Your brutal and unruly conduct? No.

What are you doing?

You will not leave, I swear it.

None of you tell me who you are. Gareth. May I tell you?

Where?

My. Son.

My mother and sister.

Nila, I.

Let's go to that.

No rest.

You all way through.

Some dry clothes in my bag.

Your uncle's not going to like this.

That's true.

Gentlemen, but friends of his.

Look at me.

I should be a laughing stock. Nickleby.

May I say how grieved I am that any relative of mine,

although disowned by me, should have inflicted such punishment.

A punishment? Yes.

And I see it's been a severe one.

Not as severe as the blow my friend is about to serve on you.

Nickleby.

I don't understand.

That. A soft.

I'm taking my business elsewhere.

Lord very soft.

Has decided to borrow money from someone else.

What about the money he already owes me?

My lord has outstanding debts of some £3,000.

You can wait

compensation.

Compensation for this and your broken promises.

What promises?

That very expensive disappointment.

Your little niece.

Your nephew is behave as upset.

A great many people, influential people.

I will have my money from you, sir.

You can depend on that.

I didn't go.

Did you tell a good?

Yes, I did.

Good.

Now to find his nephew.

What are you doing?

You must not seek revenge.

And who will prevent me, sir?

I will if I must.

I believe the sister is a virtuous lady.

And the brother acted as he should.

Look to your business, boy, and need me to look at nine.

This is my business. I make it my business.

This is a public argument, Hawke.

I will not Stanford.

But then get out of my sight, sir.

But where is the wisdom in talking to a coward?

Coward?

You call me accounts?

Yes, sir, I do.

What do you say, gentlemen?

When do you agree?

That he will see you smiling.

He goes, as have I, a friend here.

He struck me. Yes. I struck you, sir.

See here gentleman.

Not very soft, is no count

what you say, sir?

I say let this quarrel be ended.

I'm so happy you returned.

Promise you will never leave us again.

I promise. Kate.

Your uncle.

He is a brute.

And to think I had his feelings whitewashed at the expense

of one shilling, which is a most distressing thing.

Oh, I cannot believe it.

Everything I tell you is true.

And that's a mulberry hawk. Such a monster.

Well, I was congratulating myself every day on his being your admirer, Kate.

I know mother.

Let me introduce my fellow traveller, an affectionate friend.

It's Mike.

Good morning sir.

Good morning.

Oh my goodness.

Perhaps I should go.

Leave you with your family.

From now on, you are families.

Mike.

This is all too much for me.

Really it is.

Nicholas.

You must go to your uncle at once and ask him to explain himself.

The time for talking is over, mother.

We must disown him, Your Honour.

And Kate's good name demanded.

Surely you see that?

Oh, where will we come?

How will we look?

Oh, it.

Are you both ready?

Ready?

Ready.

Very well.

Proceed. One.

Two. Three.

Four. Five.

Six. Seven.

Eight.

Nine. Ten.

Five.

The keys to the 10th Street house.

Uncle.

What I did for your sister, I did with a good heart.

You have no heart.

All you care about is money.

Good day to you, sir.

I'm going.

And I see no reason why we should ever meet again.

Be careful.

Sir, you've already made some powerful enemies in this city.

And you among them.

I will not have my reputation played with.

My reputation in life is a lie.

So, like my brother,

all the eloquence of a country parson.

My father was an honourable man, sir.

Yes, sir.

And a poor one.

Do you imagine that you are capable of looking after your mother and sister?

You have nothing.

You are nobody.

And if I have my way.

So this is how the matter will stand.

I'm not frightened by your threat.

I make no threats. Boy.

Good day.

Uncle.

I need you to.

Road sweeper

wash.

Knock up.

All gone is to night.

There's nothing left.

We might find something that nobody else wanted

on the board over there.

Next.

In my

hand me a well-behaved young gentleman.

Reduced to such necessity.

Oh, no.

You make fun of me, sir.

I know it's night.

Don't run away.

Look here.

I have,

I might be able to help you.

All little here.

Owning friends.

Good morning.

Uncle.

This is my nephew, Mr. Nickleby.

You do, sir. Brother Ned.

Goodbye, my dear. Thank you.

I did buy.

Mr. Nickleby.

What brings you to London, sir?

My father.

He bad thing for a young man to lose his father.

Oh, indeed. Brother indeed.

If brothers and sisters. Two.

I bet a sister. Poor thing. Thing?

You're a scholar, tolerably educated.

Oh, fine. Same thing.

Well, brother, what do you think?

Will this gentleman do too?

Oh, yes, Brother Charles, he'll do.

What do you're offering me?

Work, says.

Our nephew in the counting house, o'clock o'clock.

Do accept.

Yes, gladly.

But that settles it.

That settles it then. Can you.

Believe they offered me the position there in.

Then? Gratulations.

Oh, joyous.

Rejoice!

Of course I expected it all along.

Why, a few years time they would take Nicholas into partnership,

and he will make his fortune in no time at all.

You're right.

Stuff I did when

I knew you did.

And why'd you leave? If you know

so much?

All right, so you didn't

drunken fool.

Are there any lessons?

Come. Yes.

Did not.

Very soft.

And this morning,

a duel with hope.

He's run away to France.

Very soft.

He was mean money.

Fortune, £3,000.

His debts

died with him.

Do you have any other family? No.

My uncle.

Stupid.

Into that charge when I was very young.

He must come and meet.

My mother and sister when we're settled into proper lodgings.

I like this morning. Good morning.

Just you.

But that young lady, Nicholas.

A word, if you please.

If you please.

The young lady you saw leave just now.

Her name is Miss Madeline Bray.

Her dead mother was our dear friend.

We have from time to time prevailed

upon Miss Bray to accept a small amount of money from us.

In secret. In secret? Yes.

I'm afraid her life is wretched.

She's forced to live in the debtor's house at King's Bench Prison with her father.

A man's a wastrel, a wastrel pursued by his creditors.

We have offered him charity, but his selfish pride has refused us, refused us.

Miss price, destitute.

She is. Yes.

And she cannot leave her father.

She will not. Well, not.

We would like to make this offer of money permanent.

And we've come to the conclusion that the best way is

to make a regular purchase of her little drawings at a high price.

Of course, of course.

We should ask our nephew Frank to help us.

He's a fine fellow. Fine fellow.

But we're afraid he might be too,

for life

in such a delicate matter and fall in love

with her.

I see,

do you?

And we trust you will help us, Nicholas.

Well, she wasn't a little workman.

Oh, he wouldn't bother me.

Instead, vinegar and brown paper washed in a heap on my kitchen floor.

You might thought he was a big, fat fossil.

Hey, look

here, make yourself.

You want to eat an ice rich guy?

What a miracle of high feeding.

Thank you. Chat

I the squares concerning my nephew's behaviour.

I see you're not ready to forgive and forget.

You'd be right.

And if you could, you would like.

This stolen boy was a pity apology.

All right.

I would like him return. That's correct.

But tell me, who is keeping quiet?

Who? Have no idea.

A man came asking about him up here, away, back.

But nothing came of it. You have no address?

No nothing. It could be anybody.

Could I have some information?

My nephew and this boy there in London.

I want to know something.

You're from Yorkshire?

I understand, Mr. Smug.

Yes, ma'am.

Have you ever dined with the grim bills?

A criminal who? Your mother.

Very proud man, sir Thomas Green boy with six grown up and most lovely daughters.

Look towards the light, my day and the finest pocket in the county.

Do you know it?

No, I don't think I do.

Oh, what a pity.

My dear mother, do you suppose to make a living at do?

The boys hall is likely to receive many invitations from the nobility.

Head up there.

I don't see why not had them.

When I was at school, I always went at least twice a year

to the Tully's at Taunton Vale.

And they were a great deal richer than the Grim Bulls of Grimsby.

Oh head to the side with you.

Do you remember much about your family, Mark?

No, except

the mum that took me to the school

he brought me from London.

It's great.

Don't you wonder, were you, sir?

I'm an art dealer, sir.

I'm here to collect two of your daughter's drawings.

Madeleine fetched them.

Thank you.

I'll open it.

She took the money is correct.

It's quite right, father. I'm sure.

Let me have it.

Here.

Is this right?

It's quite right.

Good.

Ring the bell.

Tell them I want some grapes and a newspaper and some wine.

The same as last week, my dear. Yes, but.

Perhaps your daughter wants something for herself. Sir.

It is no matter to you, sir.

My daughter requires no kindness from. You.

Know anybody else?

Madeleine,

it's the boy.

A receipt.

His father.

Thank you.

When should I call again?

When you are requested to call, sir.

Madeleine.

When is this person to call again?

Perhaps in a few more weeks.

A few more weeks?

Oh, I think not.

Then soon as I say, if you please.

Gladly.

We thank you for coming, Mr.

Nickleby. But we must disagree. Disagree?

Your nephew is a noble and noble lad.

We find him an honest worker.

And you have yet to know him, sir.

I think we do know him, sir.

Don't you? Brother? Nephew?

Most definitely. Brother. Charles.

Is this what you mean by charity?

Employing a boy who's disgraced his family name?

No, Mr.

Nickleby, we prefer to call it having faith.

Faith in one's fellow man.

You hope indeed you do, sir.

Men say you are.

Truth itself says.

I say you're living under a delusion. Oh,

virtuous as you both are.

You are not angels yet.

Why do you waste your time pursuing your nephew, Mr.

Nickleby? Surely he is the least of your worries.

You know, of your losses in the city.

My financial affairs and my own gentlemen.

And good day, Mr.

Nickleby.

Good day.

Thank you for meeting me. You.

My father's health is much worse today.

I didn't want to disturb you.

Are you going straight back to him? No.

Not yet. There are some things I need to buy

now. We'll with you.

Madeleine.

Yes, I'd like that very much.

Nicholas,

when you acted on stage, what parts did you play?

Romantic.

Do you find that amusing? No.

I should like to have seen it.

Well, then, you shall.

So what light through yonder window breaks

is the east, Madeleine?

Is the sun.

She loves

love again.

Bright angel.

I love the proper use.

Dear Mike,

now you're sure you can manage the London streets?

Yeah,

I want to do it.

I need to do it on my own.

Very well.

Mr.. Bloom.

I know, sir, you don't.

Come to school.

You don't call and you shout.

You're the

driver.

That's

who you meant to do when she is about as my.

I want you.

Though I did not.

Some said father like that.

Why not?

Good young girls snap out of them and.

Oh no no, no.

Tell the funny.

What are you doing here?

We've come to London to enjoy yourselves after our wedding.

What about you?

Oh, fashion and business, ma'am.

I'm afraid I won't be able to see you for a few days.

But I was very full with the visiting gentry.

Well? Well then gone.

You're going to be married now.

And you'd better make haste last.

You must.

Oh, I'm in no hurry, Tilda. No funny.

No till death I can wait.

Oh, and so could all the young men. It was,

you know.

Know?

Where are you going?

I'm going to visit Lydia's hair.

Whether?

Lady fair with it.

Where does she live?

In a red.

Hay brown in.

What do you think?

Who do you suppose we laid our hands on today?

Hey, Mike.

I've got him tied up upstairs inside the wardrobe.

But, Lord, I'm not buying

that. Really?

Excuse me, ma'am, Ninja chick holds.

I've looked everywhere.

I can't find him.

Oh! You push!

Oh oh.

Oh, that.

Should.

If he can

run. My.

No, no!

Way! You.

Take me. I.

Won't.

Smoke.

Coming

with you.

But let me finish something. No.

Let me pass.

I'm wasting a long time.

Really? I hoped you were dead.

I need money, then work.

I possess a hold of you.

You can call me a secret.

I took advantage of my position with you.

What assistance couldn't you render me?

If I tell you?

You have money, I do. I,

I have hunger and thirst in mind.

You can drive an easy bargain.

I will give you nothing.

If I die, my secret dies with me.

Let me tell you what you've lost by my great crime.

You are welcome to all you'll know.

I'm threatened every day by one man or another.

And I do not grow. The poor up for it.

Good night.

Your family.

Oh, so the name may not dare to you.

They are not.

I will not part with a half penny,

nor would I to save you from rotting.

Mr. Brooker.

He was so worried about his mike.

Well, you.

When he didn't come back, we didn't have a moment's peace.

We finished. The.

Did you think about me, miss?

But of course I did.

Mike.

We all did.

My rest.

What's wrong?

You're hiding something.

I'm not.

Tell me.

I can't.

I haven't told anybody.

Kate.

Very well.

I think I've fallen in love.

In love?

My brother's in love.

Who is she?

Her name is Madeline Bray.

Oh, mother.

What do you think?

Your little cottage in bow.

Oh, it's charming.

You'll be safe here,

Nicholas.

You must thank the terrible generosity.

I don't know how you manage it, miss.

Slight askew.

My knees.

You all.

Your beauty.

It grows more rare each time I visit.

It's a miracle.

Truly.

It has a strong, fruity flavour.

You want any more?

Thank you.

Thank you for coming.

To see me so quickly, Mr. Nickleby.

Time is money.

It is for those of us who make interest on it.

I have heard of many losses in the city.

I hope you're not one of my many.

Safe. Mr. cried

I heard different.

Why have you asked me here?

To get to a point, man.

What would you say, Mr.

Nickleby, if I was to tell you that I.

I'm going to be married.

To whom?

Some rich old hag.

Oh, no no no no no no no.

Wrong for once.

Quite out. Mr. Victor way.

She's a young, beautiful creature with a head of hair.

That one's fingers just.

Just itch to play with.

What is this to do with me?

You remember

that charming man who was his wife so?

Well, there are many. Oh, here.

This one knows your money.

£975.

Four shillings. Interest.

Walter Bray.

I. Knew you wouldn't forget him.

He's old now.

He has a daughter, Madeline Bray.

You must know her.

A certain young man who bears

your name, sir, often.

Go on.

I want you to.

Go and talk to the father for me.

You can press a point better than most.

I'm searching.

Timmy, don't Christian.

What is there to recommend you?

Mr. cried.

The moment I am married, I will show him of all his debts

and give him a yearly allowance to live like a gentleman.

But I need your help.

Thank you.

Mr. Bray's main credit.

What would you want?

How much would you

take for me to pay his debt?

I could go as high as

£800 for a friend

such as you.

There is more to tell me, isn't there?

Would I deceive you, Mr.

Dacre? Be

the pig may impose upon the giant. Yes.

Okay,

then.

Supposing I told you that I.

Had knowledge of.

Some property?

She had.

I have.

A whim.

This property shall be mine

if I succeed in Marietta, Georgia.

I found it in Banbridge.

Papers

found.

Very well.

I want the whole amount, my debt and full.

And £500.

Agree?

Of course I agree.

I shouldn't.

I you're my friend, Arthur.

This is an offer of marriage

that many a titled father would leap out for his child.

Mr. great, who has the fortune of a prince.

And my daughter is a princess.

Precisely. Marriage made in heaven.

He has money and she has.

I'm not sure

it's for my daughter to make up her own.

My true.

You still have the parental power to advise to

into wish.

Duke, think that I'm a broken spirit

without the courage to do what is best for my only child.

Let me tell you, gentlemen,

there was a time when I had power

and wealth, and I demanded respect.

You are a man still qualified to shine in society, sir.

Freedom

with an allowance to

support you in luxury.

Transform your life.

Yes. New existence.

Look at him, sir.

He's old.

He will die soon.

And your daughter will be a rich.

With a hawk.

I hear her coming.

All the.

Snuffing

sudden

doesn't make the.

Good bye, gentlemen.

Mr. Bray, I hope to hear from him very soon.

One week? Yes.

Give me a week.

Shake the gentleman's hands, madam.

Good day to him. Up.

Good day, sir.

Goodbye.

Anthea.

Good day.

Gentlemen.

Yeah.

Who have you got to say?

Oh. Have to.

Slap.

Them.

The bottle.

Green jacket. Thank.

Oh. Woo!

Her in bottle green.

You said good.

Got it.

Cheaper to pull brokers.

He's too good to be wooing and, master.

Haven't you got anything else?

So pitch it to wasted. Do not.

Look. Handsome for the wooing.

She's as handsome as you say.

She won't look much at you last.

Well, I not.

She might be six.

Doing a funny Huber, ain't you pink?

Isn't all this wooing enough

to make me go see if you get married?

My be put out onto the street?

Oh, Peg.

I would never do that to you.

Thank you. Wouldn't you? One,

I could never afford to.

Your services.

They come cheap.

I door

lock the door.

Answer it.

La la la la.

Oh. Happy.

Miss the, oh.

What do you want?

Just a ride.

What? Oh.

Ride dry.

I've got an urgent letter from Mr.

Ralph Nickleby. Oh.

Hello?

Duncan.

Any other, Mr. Knox? Come in, come.

Come in, come in, come in.

Answer

bearer. Wait.

Is it bad news?

It's.

I'll, Ten alive with you.

I mean.

You you see anything in particular?

Mr.. No.

Only a cobweb.

With a fly in it.

Oh, yeah.

There go many flies in here.

And the spider.

What did you say, master?

My father does not object.

I will be married soon, Peg.

Now let me think.

What shall I write? I think

my answer is yes.

The number.

What's going on?

I'll go straight to break, I think.

Well.

Well, then I'll go and see my uncle.

Oh, good. With that, I. You.

Where are the brothers? There's any chance of them being here tonight?

Impossible to both of brother business.

Well, then I'll talk to Madeleine myself.

I've got to stop a human.

Please, I beg you to listen.

I've heard enough said.

Can't you see she doesn't need you anymore?

Our lives have changed.

Tomorrow we leave this place.

So this is the independence of a man who.

Like a less of a man who would sell his own daughter.

Madeleine.

We're having sake, sir. He's ill.

Yes, I. Am,

and I am being bullied by a shop boys.

Madeleine, I will not allow you to be forced into this fixed marriage.

You have been bought

and sold for the love of money.

Is my duty. Sir.

And I will perform it.

You won't let go of my neck.

Go back to childhood.

Nicholas. Don't let me go!

I can't go through with this.

Madeleine.

Please.

I won't pretend that I'm not in great pain.

Nicholas.

Of course I don't love this gentleman, Mr.

Glyde.

But don't you see that by accepting him,

I can release my father who is dying in this place.

I can prolong his life.

Perhaps for many years.

What about your life?

The feelings you've shown for me.

I will never forget.

But I cannot change my mind.

If circumstances were different.

I'm sorry.

I must go to him.

Is there nothing more I can do?

At least wait until the brothers return.

I can't,

I not.

I'm to be married tomorrow

morning. I.

Hail to them both.

Peter, they know that

this one is a bridal day.

Hello? Trumpets blow a bell.

Okay, Liebling.

What's that you want in dinner?

What do you think?

Is it swan skinny enough for you?

Oh. It's beautiful. Good.

Now, don't you complain of the expense afterwards.

Oh, we have to live.

Expensive for the first week, Peg, to keep my bride happy.

After that we can make economies.

Oh, loud trumpets blow a bath.

Okay. In Italy,

so he took,

Seems a cruel thing.

And, Well, it seems a cruel think.

Don't ask me what this marriage.

You know quite as well as I do.

Look at him.

Does it not seem cruel?

No. It's

just.

Come in.

It's coming.

She's coming, she's coming!

Oh! Nicholas Nickleby.

I might have known.

Good morning. Uncle.

Uncle.

Who are these people?

They could be this fellow here.

I'm grieved to say it's my late brother's son.

He brings with him his sister.

Like a cowardly boy tied to his mother's apron strings.

To speak with either of you. Madeline.

He. He's me to see you here.

Do you hear what she says.

Madeline? No.

My father.

Is dead. No.

This man claims his wife for his. Why?

Because her father owes him money.

It's too late.

I'm look on stage. Oh, no.

No, no, madam, account to me.

Stay away.

For I might not be

died.

No. Oh.

Still

wanna come back here? No.

Come back here. I stay.

Never brought you.

You my.

Home.

The country, my beautiful blood.

Nickleby

upon me.

Oh, beautiful, lovely.

You too, Mr. Nickleby.

As if I am to blame for some of your money.

I blame my girl's father for not living one hour longer.

No one. Else.

Well, what's to be done presently?

The money is of no importance.

First, I have a score to settle with that.

Nephew of mine.

Yes. The worst.

Of property.

If he marries Mr.. Bray, he'll get.

He will get nothing.

Fetch them.

Well, we must destroy.

Oh, what?

What is it, man?

In the papers.

The will.

He saw me put him in this box.

Hey! Please don't.

No! The nation.

Know what it is?

Why not?

Because she can't.

Read.

We must be quick. Before somebody tells her.

We can't afford to be found out.

We don't want to know. On after patience, Mr.

cried some time, and nothing could have been more than a lot of money

money money money money, money in your name.

You need money, money and get the better of me.

Settle with him one simple way.

But why is such a great farce made?

Because Miss Madeline is going to marry somebody older than herself.

You poor papa was older than I.

Four and a half years older.

I don't think you quite understand, mama.

I understand perfectly, Kate.

Oh, Mr.

Terrible, how nice to see you.

Good afternoon, ladies. How is she?

She's sleeping.

I was very impressed, Miss Nickleby, the way you helped your brother.

Thank you. Very impressed.

I'm sure we've done the right thing.

I don't suppose

you'd like to join me for a walk, Miss Nickleby?

Watch over Madeline, my dear.

Yes, Mr.

Terrible, I would, you would?

Oh, good. You.

I have much time to explore the beautiful.

State I'm sorry to.

Well, screws certainly do.

I'm pretty well, sir.

The Parliament shows a rush.

How unfortunate.

Let's talk business.

No knocks.

Get back to the office.

Lord. Dinner time.

Your time is my time, big gums.

No reason to suspect.

Not for.

I suspect.

Everybody now in is said, including the wife.

Oh, you're going to say, sir.

I have no business for you concerning my nephew.

Oh. It doesn't involve a risk.

Not like the last one.

There was no risk. Mr.

Squires, may I remind you that that business came about

to repay a hurt that was done? You.

Because you had a grudge to satisfy.

I spent money to gratify my hatred.

You pocketed the gratify yours.

Who was the richer?

What do you want?

There is will.

It favours a young girl whom my nephew has an affection for.

If he should marry her, he becomes entitled to property.

Now the will has been stolen by an old crone called slight askew peg,

slight askew.

I want you to acquaint yourself with her.

Retrieve the will and bring it to me.

How much would you pay me? £50.

75. 50. 75.

What?

It. Well.

Thank you for everything.

Necklace I got nothing.

I didn't want to, sir.

The dining

I'm out of. My.

But what do you do?

What can I do?

Can't.

If I declare my feelings for Madeleine, the cherry blossom

I think I've taken advantage of, I trust you.

The situation is hopeless.

They are rich and poor.

Nicholas Cook.

He's been staying indoors for days.

Don't.

I told him to go out for a walk.

But he wouldn't or he couldn't.

And now?

Well.

Mr. Nickleby, are you free to travel?

Why? The boy should be taken from London at once.

Cleaner air.

Oh, will it get any better?

I'm afraid your friend is very ill.

I think.

This used to be my home. Hum.

I was happy last night.

We used to play here as children.

Once, when Kate was little, we lost her.

And after searching for Alice,

we found her sleeping under this tree.

Now it shades my father's grave.

Oh. What's wrong?

Oh, hair and trees.

What is it?

Who is the man who they're watching?

There's nobody there.

Smoke.

Always

remember.

Who made me

happy?

And you?

Me? Smoke. My.

Lie. I tell you.

My secret.

Of course.

I couldn't help it.

I, I know.

He loves her, but you can't.

I loved

her. So.

Fiercely.

You, my love.

I made my little hot combustion flame.

Well, I should have never seen such an ugly George in all my life.

Last year, some sweet.

Yes. Thank you.

The last one was the first woman for the day.

I couldn't tell.

Oh. Oh, you frightened me, sir.

It's a startling thing for strangers.

You said I know all about you.

We were destined to meet.

In the stars.

In less than.

Oh, stars.

Is it safe again?

What did you see in the,

zoo? Right.

It wasn't light.

No, I'm not married.

Oh, no.

My is a, girl.

I've got my hand.

Well, who wants to be?

Show me. The.

What is he?

Who are you taking me?

I can't just let me be.

Oh. You should be safe.

What, are you tickling me?

I. Was like, what was what?

What what do you think?

What a man Mr.

Screams.

Oh, no.

Nothing.

Just a scratch.

Come with me.

That's your brother.

Who are you?

Yes. Come.

Sure.

You have come at last.

I'm ruined!

They can't hurt you, madam.

Now, I was merely employed by a friend, Mr.

Nickleby. A golden square of. Trust me.

You shall have an action for false imprisonment.

I'll devise a story.

And if they want security.

£1,000, even you shall have it.

But tonight you'll have been funded little.

Tomorrow morning.

This is what you must do now.

I'll let you lead me on from

one thing to another.

And now let me

never know. Young. Do you?

Everybody, here's your squares.

Listen.

There are rumours about me in the city.

I have mounting nets.

We must help each other.

Squares.

Oh, yes.

How squares you always. How?

What's going on

here?

Refuses.

What are you doing here?

Get out!

Both of you! Listen to me, uncle.

I know something that concerns you.

Something dreadful.

Once this.

Loser.

What's this man doing here?

He's a convict and a thief.

Him? Uncle? No, sir.

Yes, sir.

Please begin.

Mr. Brooker.

Who's a boy?

Your son?

I have no son.

Yes. You had

you once were married, uncle.

Is that true?

Well, tell him Nickleby.

He married his wife, a prophet.

And there was a child.

Yes, a boy.

And his wife lived apart.

She alone in the country?

Here in London, doing business.

She was alone?

Yes. I left her alone.

And she eloped

with a younger man.

What is the point of this?

You had me bring the boy to London

and lodge him in the front gate of your house.

Neglected.

Made the boy ill.

But after a few weeks you went away

on business.

Six weeks you have gone.

I remember.

And when you came back,

I told you.

Our son

was dead.

Yes you did.

He wasn't.

I heard of a school in Yorkshire.

And a man called Squires.

I took the boy there.

Later I was going to resurrect for you.

Get some of your money.

But I got arrested

on another matter and transported

for some years.

Just went back.

I sought you out.

I hinted what I might tell you.

My great secret.

And I only asked for a little money.

Not you refused me.

I was desperate.

A clerk found me

and gave me a pittance.

And told me your nephew.

Nicholas Nickleby.

The boy Mr.

Brooker stole from you

and left in a school in Yorkshire.

That boy was smack.

Like.

I don't believe you.

Where is he?

Let me see him.

You can't.

Why not?

He's dead.

Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha!

Smock died a few days ago.

Smack!

I don't know, got.

Ha ha ha ha ha ha!

Spare a coin, sir?

Thank you, sir.

It's the wrong way.

It's the wrong.

Nickleby. Oh!

Oh! There.

Nobody.

I can't live without a cane.

I'm trying to imagine a time when I may be able to support her.

That day seems so far off.

You may grow rich, you know.

Yes, I may grow old.

I have something I must tell you, Nicholas.

While you're away,

Frank cherry will ask me to marry him.

And like you,

I don't want to offend the Terrible's.

They've done so much for us.

They would expect Frank to marry someone with money.

But you love him? Yes.

Very happy.

You. Come, come.

My dear sir,

we must not be cast down.

Oh, no!

We must learn to bend misfortune.

Yes, I suppose we must.

Tell me, Nicholas,

have you seen anything of Mr.

Brady lately?

I haven't seen you for some time, Mr.

Turnbull.

What a pity.

I have not.

Well, then you won't know of her good fortune.

Miss Bray has become entitled to a good sum of money and property worth £12,000.

Her grandfather's total well, yes.

Quite a dowry, don't you think?

I hope it will make her very happy, Mr.

Charitable.

Good.

Because here she comes.

You have offended me.

So offended you.

My nephew

Frank tells me of a letter sent stating why you and your sister cannot see him.

Oh, Madeline.

That letter was private.

Oh, Mr.

Nickleby, you did not violate the confidence

we placed in you or taken unworthy advantage of it.

We are sure you did not.

I told you

once if circumstances were different.

Well, they are different now, Nicholas.

Not for me.

I have nothing I can offer you, Madeline,

except yourself.

I don't know what to say.

So you feel the same?

I do.

I love you.

To love you, Nicholas Nickleby.

And when her time of mourning had ended,

I offered Madeline my half.

And on the same day.

And at the same time, amongst our family and friends,

my dear sister Kate agreed to marry Mr.

Frank.

Terrible.

The weddings were held near our family home at the little church in Devonshire.

And the money from Madeleine's inheritance was invested

well in the firm of cheerful brothers.

Frank became a partner, and soon the business was known as Terrible

and Nicholas.

My future prospered,

and I was able to buy the childhood home where we'd spent many tender years.

We all lived close to Smyth's grave,

and would often say, and remember our dear cousin

who was never forgotten.

At last we.

Could be truly happy. Up.