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My baby.

My boy.

I want to sleep.

My

baby.

It's too late, Doctor.

Yes, you're right, Miss Thorny.

I wonder where her shin in the streets are.

Her shoes were worn to pieces.

I see the old story.

Another mouth for the orphanage.

Until he's old enough for the orphanage, I'll be father and mother to him.

You mind your manners.

Good

day, gentlemen.

What's your name, boy?

Oliver Twist.

What? Who gave you that name?

I did, sir.

You see, I names my orphans according to a little invention of me own.

The given names according to the month.

The surnames according to the alphabetical order in which they arrive.

If it's in July, it's James or John and so on.

This lad here come in October. O for October, O for Oliver.

He was the 20th that come that year.

The 20th letter of the alphabet is T.

T for twist.

O for Oliver, T for twist. I calls him Oliver Twist.

Simple, ain't it?

Of course, I've lots of trouble with the X's and the Z's. We understand, Mr.

Bumble.

You know you're an orphan, don't you?

The boy's a fool.

I knew he was.

You know that you have no father and mother, don't you?

But you were brought up by the palace.

What are you crying for?

I hope you say your prayers every night and pray for the people who take care of

you and feed you. You come here to be educated and to learn a useful trade.

And so tomorrow morning, you begin by scrubbing the floor of the workhouse

dining room.

And after that?

Well.

Say, guys, for what we are about to receive, Lord, make us truly thankful.

Amen.

He wants more.

Please, sir.

I want some more.

Mr. Bumble!

Mr. Bumble!

Mr.

Lipkin. Great pardon, sir.

But Oliver Twist has asked for more.

Am I to understand that after he had eaten the generous supper the law

allows? He asks for more?

Bumble, lock him up. Yes, sir. You come with me.

The boy's an incorrigible, sir.

Can't you arrange to apprentice him to someone?

I will.

That boy will be hanged. I know he'll be hanged.

What can you do for a night, Penny boy?

What's the matter?

I'm very tired and I'm very hungry.

And I've been walking for seven days.

Any money?

Want a place to sleep tonight?

I do indeed.

I know a nice old gentleman who'll give you lodging for nothing.

That is, if any gentleman he knows in the Jutager.

Does he know you?

And does he know me?

Oh, no. Not in the least. By no means.

Certainly not.

What's your name?

Oliver Twist.

Who's there?

The Dodger.

Who's the other?

A new pal, Oliver Twist.

Citizen,

Oliver. My friend, Mr. Fagin.

Pleased to see you, Oliver.

All of us, ain't we, my dear?

Dodger, fetch a plate for Oliver.

Real

silk

Yankees, every one of them.

We have to have our silk wipes, don't we, my dear?

Drink it, Oliver.

Good for you, my dear.

Good for you.

My dear.

Hello.

The time was only up this morning.

Hello, Sophie.

Hello, Miss.

I haven't had a drop in 60 days.

A young

friend of mine, my dear.

She's certainly in Luxor.

Oliver.

Where do you think the gentleman comes from?

I... I don't know him.

Never mind where I came from, young fellow.

You'll find your way there soon enough.

I hope you've been working this morning, my dear.

Ain't they lined beautiful?

What an ingenious workman.

Oliver, wouldn't you like to make pocket handkerchiefs as easy as Charlie did?

Very much so, if you'll teach me.

My dear, shall we have a little game?

I know. Just to amuse Oliver.

I know.

Eh, Oliver?

Sorry,

sir. Oh, I beg your pardon, sir.

Who's there?

Nancy Scott.

Oh, come in, Nancy, darling.

Hello, Sagan.

He's been drinking again.

You'd better let him have it.

Hello, Doctor.

Oh, yeah, Nancy.

A new pupil, my dear.

Oliver. This is Nancy.

Hello, Oliver.

Hello.

Not another penny until he cracks that trip.

All right.

See you later.

Have they gone to work, sir?

Yes, my dear.

Make them your model.

Do everything they tell you.

Especially the Dodger.

He'll make you, my boy.

He'll make you.

Oliver, would you like to play that funny game?

If you please, sir.

Now, see if you can take it out without my feeling it.

Slowly, artistically.

Good boy.

Good boy.

Here's a shilling for you.

Here it is.

Thank you, sir.

You'll be a great man one day. You'll live in history, Oliver.

That's good.

Thief! Thief! Stop thief!

Stop thief!

All right.

It wasn't me, sir. It wasn't me.

I didn't do it, sir. I didn't do it.

Come on, get up.

Oh, don't hurt him. I won't.

You know, I'd rather not appear against him, the handkerchief.

Sorry, sir, but you'll have to.

I kicked the bookstore, sir.

I saw it all through the open door.

But there were two other boys, Mr. Brown, though.

But they were the real thieves.

But this boy was only confused and started to run.

Oh, well.

Come on. Come on.

Would

you

like to come home with me?

Yes.

Cass?

The cop has got him, that's all.

What the devil's going on here?

Come on, Bullseye.

Come in, dear.

He'll treat the boys again, are you?

Lie down.

If I was one of them, I'd have cracked your head open long ago.

Shh, not so loud, Mr.

Sykes.

Oh, Mr.

again, eh?

What do you want now?

Nothing.

Nothing.

You haven't poisoned it, have you?

Where's the new boy?

The copper's got him.

Well, he might say something to get us into trouble.

How?

That boy won't squeal.

Well, if he ain't squealed, and he's committed, there ain't nothing to fear

until he gets out again.

Just the same.

Somebody has to go to the police station and find out what they've done with him.

What do you say, my dear?

She'll go, Fagin.

No, she won't, Fagin.

Yes, she will, Fagin.

Ready, Miss Rose.

Thank you, Charles.

They told me my mother died when I was a baby.

That's the truth, sir.

Every bit of it.

You're not going to send me away, are you, Mr. Granlow?

Of course not, dear.

Unless you give me calls.

I never will, sir.

Uncle Bear, it's tea time.

Oh, that's good, Rose, dear.

What a beautiful lady.

Who is she?

That's my cousin, Agnes.

Look.

What is it, uncle?

Oh, nothing, nothing, my dear.

Excuse me, sir.

It's Mr. Grimwig.

Oh, that's nice, child.

Pardon me.

Mr. Grimwig asked me if we were going to have rock cakes for tea.

And when I said yes, he said he'd stay.

Oh, won't you stay, dear?

No, Uncle, we'll have tea in the sitting room.

Come, Oliver.

Good afternoon, Rose.

How do you do, Mr. Grimwig?

So, this is the little boy who's been ill, eh?

Oliver, this is Mr. Grimwig.

How are you, boy?

Pretty well now, thank you, sir.

Come along, some tea.

Nice looking boy, isn't he?

I never see any difference in boys.

Who is he?

What is he?

Are you now as you picked him up on the street?

I know more than that. I questioned him and found him a very nice little fellow.

Truthful. And quite different from the average boy from the workhouse.

Ah, you're a sentimental old fool, Sir Nick. I beg your pardon, sir, but these

books.

Haven't they gone back yet?

I'm sorry, sir, but... Oh, it's all right, Giles. It's my fault. I quite

forgot. Oh, and his bill, too, and he's been so patient. Why don't you send

Oliver with him?

He'll deliver the recycling.

Giles, ask Master Oliver to come here, will you, please?

Oliver, dear, you remember the bookstore, the... Oh, yes,

very well, sir.

Well, here are five pounds.

You are to say that you have come to pay the four pounds that I owe.

And you'll get one pound in change.

I'll be back in 20 minutes, sir.

Expecting back, do you?

Don't you?

It's exactly ten minutes past four, old friend.

You see?

You see, he knows me.

Come on. Come on, Oliver. No, she's not my sister.

Delighted.

to see you looking so well, Oliver.

That's mine, Fagin.

Hand it over.

Lancy, that ain't fair.

It ain't fair.

Nimble with your fingers, ain't you?

You keep the books, Lancy, if you're fond of reading.

We'll send them back on.

Of course we will.

Never lose faith, my friend.

I did.

Once.

You mean... your daughter?

Yes. Agnes.

Your queen is in danger.

But you were right about her husband, weren't you?

Yes.

But he's dead now.

And, Agnes?

I don't... I ain't. Keep still. No, I won't. What do you think of that?

So, you wanted to get away, did you?

Why, Nancy, what a fine actress you are.

Do you know who you are and what you are?

You're a fine one for a brat to be making a friend of. I know, I know.

Bill, please. You stay out of this, you human hypocrite. Nancy. Just be there

where you got me.

to put Oliver to bed now.

I suppose he'd better not wear these best clothes tomorrow, Eddie.

Oh, certainly not.

By no means.

I want to see Mr. Brownlow, please.

He's not at home.

I'm Mr. Brownlow's niece, Miss Maylie.

Oh.

Well, I've come to return these books and this money.

Oh, won't you come in?

Won't you sit down?

I don't understand this.

I'm putting my life and the lives of others in your hands.

But before I speak, I must pledge you to secrecy.

You have my word.

I... I brought the books and the money back because Oliver wants Mr. Brownlow

to know that he's not a thief.

But why didn't Oliver come himself?

He's in the hands of peace.

But why are you?

I'm one of them.

Have been.

Ever since I was Oliver's age.

And I want to save him if I can. Who are these people? Where are they?

I can't tell you.

Not now.

But why... No.

Please.

My uncle will be back very soon.

Please wait.

Then let me bring my uncle to you.

He'll know what to do.

Any time, any place.

Won't you please?

Very well, then.

Next Sunday night at 12.

And every Sunday after, I'll be walking on London Bridge.

Certainly you can trust me, Mrs. Corney. You know as much about me as I know

about you, my dear.

I need money bad, Mr.

Fagin. And they all tell me you're the man to come to.

Depends upon what it is and how much you want for it, my dear.

I'm a businessman.

Kept it all these years.

I knew the time would come when someone would... Toby, see

who that is.

Hi,

Bill.

Tools ready, Toby?

All right, Bill.

It's worth three pounds to me, Mrs. Corney.

Not an even more, my dear.

Oh, no, Mr. Fagin. Half of what you're able to get... ...he'll give Fleggy,

who's a rich man.

Hello. Who's this?

You drive a hard bargain, Mrs. Corney.

Anybody can steal, Bill.

But when they want to sell, they've got to come to fame.

Good night, my dear.

Now, Bill, let's you and me do some business.

About that crib.

Paul, the servants can't be got over.

With women?

What's happened to you, Toby? No gold.

Such silver, too.

Such silver.

Pagan, is it worth an extra 50 if it was safely done from the outside?

Then I need a boy.

A small boy.

Nancy.

Fetch us a jug of beer, will you?

Go on, Pagan.

You didn't mind me.

Tell him what you were thinking.

You're smart, Nancy, ain't you?

Ain't she, Bill?

She's a clever girl.

An honor to her sex.

I wish it was all like her.

Go on, get him ready.

Get up straight away You're going out

You

know

what that is You know what that is yes, sir what

if you don't do what I tell you

Good night, Nancy, my dear.

Good night.

Everything clear, Chitley?

All in bed and the light out.

Keep watch.

Any sign of a light in the upstairs, give us a whistle.

Here.

Take this.

And when I put you through that window, go straight ahead until you come to the

street door.

Open it quiet.

Come here.

Come on.

Take it easy now.

Come back, I tell you.

Don't be frightened, miss. I got him.

Why, it's just a little boy.

The doctor! Run!

Rose! Bandages!

Bedwins!

Hot water!

How do you do?

We waited for you last Sunday night.

I couldn't get away. I was kept.

By force.

It isn't easy for me to leave unless he knows.

But tonight he was drunk. He's drunk.

Have you any news for us?

Well, only this.

That Fagin carries round his neck something that belonged to Oliver's

mother. Then it is your duty to give this thief up to the police?

No. No, I'll never do that. Never. Oh, but this that Fagin has.

Oh, if I could only see it for one moment, perhaps I could... If I can get

hold of it, I'll bring it to you.

If I do this, you won't hand it over to the police, though. Not any of them. You

have our promise.

Can't we do something to help you?

Oh, there must be something.

Think now.

No. No, nothing.

Nothing, thank you.

Well, I... I must go now.

We may be watched.

Oh, no.

Not me.

All very well then, as you wish.

God bless you, Master.

Thank you, Master.

Good night. Good night.

Nancy.

Nancy!

And she didn't see me.

I know it.

You saw her face clearly.

You're sure it was Nancy?

Quite sure.

Get your coat, Charlie.

We're going to see.

Where's Nancy?

Why ask me, Bill?

Burn my body.

If I thought she... I have nothing against you, Bill.

Well, that's lucky for one of us.

Come on, open your mouth.

Say what you gotta say.

Suppose that lad over there...

supposing he was to squeal on us, going to the right people for the purpose,

having a meeting with them, painting our likenesses, telling where we could most

easily be taken.

Suppose he did all that.

What then?

I'd crush his skull under the heel of my boat.

And if I did it, I that know so much and could hang so

many, I'd beat your brains out. I'd have such strength... And if it was the

Dodger? I don't care who.

And if it was...

Tell me that again.

For him to hear.

Tell you what?

About Nancy.

You followed her.

Yes. To London Bridge.

Yes. Where she met two people.

So she did?

A lady and gentleman she'd gone to before of her own accord.

Who asked her to give up her pals.

Which she did.

To tell them what house we met at.

Which she did.

What time we went there.

Which she did.

She did all this of her own accord, without any threat, didn't she?

That's the way it was.

What did they say about last Sunday?

They asked her why she didn't come.

She said she couldn't. Why?

Why tell him that?

That she couldn't go out without telling him where she was going.

And tonight?

Tonight, she got him drunk.

Dead drunk.

Let me go.

Bill! Bill!

Let me out! Don't talk to me!

That ain't safe.

Not too violent, Bill.

Not too bold, Bill.

Crafty.

Get up.

I like the lamp, Bill.

Believe it me.

There's light enough for what I gotta do.

Why do you look at me like that?

I won't scream, Bill.

Not one.

You know what I've done.

You know?

Nothing to hurt you, Bill.

To hurt me, God.

You was what?

Every word you said was heard.

Then you know that I was true to you, Bill.

True to you, do you hear me?

I'm not ready to go yet.

If they can prove he's an accessory before the fact, he'll hang.

How in the world did he... through the cellar window?

Where's the other?

Done away with himself, maybe.

Must we let him in?

No help for it.

Where'd he get here?

Hello.

Just now.

Where's Fig?

They've taken him.

Why don't you say something?

You gonna sell me to the police?

Or do I stay here until this man hunts over it?

It's safe.

If you think it's safe.

It always has been.

Is she buried?

Why do they keep such ugly things above the ground?

What's that knocking?

There's no knocking, Bill.

Not a sound.

Give me your hand, Toby.

Gently.

Roger.

Don't come near me.

Nancy! Poor Nancy!

Listen, you two!

I'm not afraid of him! If they come here, I'll give him up! You hear me?

I'll give him up!

Does this lead up to a room? Yes, Bill.

I'll let myself down from the back wall.

Yeah, Oliver.

Put him to bed.

You hear me?

Put him to bed.

Egan.

Egan. That's me.

An old man, my lord.

A very old...

Somebody's come to see you.

What right have they got to butcher me?

Who are you?

What do you want?

You stand for Oliver Twist?

There's something you want to give him.

It's a lie.

It's a lie!

You're on the verge of death, Fagin. Now, if there is anything you can...

I'll give it to him.

And he'll do it.

I know he'll do it.

Oliver, what a little gentleman.

Come here, my boy.

I'm not afraid, sir.

There's a little present for you, Oliver.

See there?

Whisper, Oliver dear.

Take me outside.

Outside.

That door first.

And if I tremble when we pass the gallows, never mind.

Hurry, Oliver.

Hurry.

Softly.

Softly.

Not so slow.

Faster.

It's time.

Why have they left me alone?

We'll go home now

Poor

Mr.

Fagin

Won't they forgive him, Miss Mary?

They have forgiven him, Oliver.

Just now.

Look, Mr. Brownlow.

There's writing inside the ring, Mr. Fagin gave me.

What does it say?

Philip to A.G.

Agnes.

You're going to keep me with you.

Are we, Mr. Brownlock?

Of course, Oliver.

Are we?