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What I want is something you have...

Something that is mine, but which was given to you.

Mr. Jaggers, may I welcome you to the world of marine commerce

with open arms.

We will ensure that only Drummle signs

the insurance papers for the ship.

He will be tried for complicity.

We will turn your £5,000 into £50,000.

We will use my money?

We are not using your money.

We are investing it.

For surety, I will match it from my own pocket.

I love you, Estella.

Miss Havisham has made it very clear

if I refuse to marry him, she will disinherit me.

You see, the thing is, Pip is in love with me.

But he must stop.

He must.

If he comes back here, you should go to him.

Why do you even care about him?

Estella, no!

Estella, no!

I'm your father.

When the sun comes up, you tell your mama,

I come with news about the man who broke her heart.

But I will only give it to her if she changes her clothes.

I lit it for poor Pip.

In my dreams, I see trouble for him all around.

I don't want you in the Exchange Hall

because I don't want any of my acquaintances to see.

This is who I am now, Joe.

Compeyson and Magwitch

will still be fighting each other 1,000 years from now.

Why?

Molly was Magwitch's wife.

Molly was also the secret lover of the irresistible Compeyson.

It was Molly who divided the two accomplices

and condemned them to an eternal battle.

I will give you this.

First, you should explain

who it might be I would be firing at.

I think you already know who.

Usually, Mr. Jaggers is as reliable as my old cannon.

Lately, since you arrived,

sometimes Mr. Jaggers misfires.

Give me the gun.

Leave the boy alone.

Mm.

Joe.

Who the hell is out on a night like this?

I was on the river.

I was forced ashore by the storm.

I need shelter.

Come in.

A shark got me.

I was in Australia.

Do you have a room for the night?

There's only two bedrooms in this house.

- Both occupied. - One occupied, one waiting.

Waiting for what?

Our boy.

- Our boy, Pip. - Pip.

Curious name.

Any day he might return.

Pip... Why wouldn't your Pip want to return?

Nice, out of the way place like this.

There's a tavern. They have rooms.

The Three Jolly Bargemen. It's just across the way.

Then I will go there.

And I will sincerely hope that your boy Pip

returns home to you very soon.

Good night to you, blacksmith.

Excuse me.

Oh, do you not knock?

Do you not knock? Pardon me, sir.

I'll bring this from the Lloyd's coffee house post room.

A message from Swanage Lighthouse.

Oh, fuck.

So let me guess what the message says.

Dorget's ship, which we indemnified

to the sum of £10,000

was sunk in last night's storm.

Yes. Indeed, it was.

Excellent.

How is it excellent?

It is excellent because somehow, Mr. Wemmick,

I will turn this terrible eventuality

to my personal advantage.

Yes, Mr. Jaggers.

You see, there is no such thing as misfortune.

Only unfortunate fools who do not have the imagination to...

Fuck!

Unfortunate fools without the imagination

to reconfigure the machinations of fate.

Hmm.

Get a new mirror.

Send someone out for eels and sheep trotters.

And give Pip the news.

He will be on the river.

Pip!

Pip Gargery!

Come ashore!

I need to speak to you!

What is it that is so urgent?

Goodness.

The world has invited itself inside.

We will need to fetch someone.

A man. God help us!

A man with a saw.

Mama, this is not what is so urgent.

And there's a man already here.

- Did you call someone? - No.

Storm that blew the tree down blew him here.

He's a man you know.

The men I know do not cut timber and they're not here.

Well, a man you know is here.

A man named Magwitch.

Magwitch.

In the storm, he told me about myself,

and a little about why I'm here.

- Is he alone? - He is alone.

But he says he has news about another.

We should pick up the broken glass.

News about a man named Compeyson.

Between the storm ending and the sun rising,

- I've decided many things... - We really should call someone

to cut the tree and to pick up the broken glass.

The world should not invite itself in.

I've decided

that I will not marry Herbert Pocket,

and I will not marry Mr. Drummle.

And you

will not try to make me.

And we will not continue as we have always done.

Magwitch, my father,

says today is the day when everything changes.

And you will change.

He will not speak to a broken-hearted bride.

What’s so urgent Mr. Wemmick?

Last night, the mighty storm blew us great misfortune, Pip.

The ship we indemnified, it was lost.

Captain Dorget's ship was blown onto the rocks at Swanage.

All hands lost, all cargo lost.

Then that is very sad for the crew.

Very sad, yes.

And for their loved ones.

And very sad for Drummle and Co.

No, not very sad.

For, for Drummle and Co, it is only quite sad.

For you and Mr. Jaggers, it is very sad.

If you recall, as part of the plan

to put yourself in the majority

in the event of Drummle's arrest,

80 % of the indemnity

was offered by Mr. Jaggers and by yourself.

But the ship went down without illegal cargo.

So the insurance is valid, Pip.

Mr. Wemmick, I have been rather vague for the last few weeks.

Remind me.

How much of my fortune did I invest in this enterprise?

All of it, Pip.

Eh... Every penny.

Of course.

Estella said it always ends the same way

for gentlemen like myself.

Hanging from one of the bridges of London,

with stones in your pocket instead of coins.

No, no, no. No.

Do not let me hear you say such things.

You came to London and you thought...

You thought it was a tame dog

but it's a... It's a fox.

- London is a fox, you see. - Mr. Wemmick,

do you think you could leave me alone for a little while?

Down the river, not 40 miles east,

there is a loving family

with a perfectly respectable business.

In the end, Pip, you would be happier at the forge

than what you would be at the counting house.

Miss Havisham will be down momentarily.

Do you call her Miss Havisham

or Mama?

You were born a workman,

so you think physical work is what fathers do?

I wish I was a workman.

No.

I wish it was anything other than who I was.

Now I see her in your eyes.

You see who in my eyes?

I thought I would bring fuel.

You are much changed.

As are you.

Estella tells me that 21 years, three months and four days

after he failed to appear at the altar

you have information

about the devil portrayed in this picture.

I haven't uttered his name in 21 years.

Compeyson...

There...

What news do you have of this man, Mr. Magwitch?

All those years ago,

we were put aboard the same ship to Australia.

He cheated me too.

I pursued him across the entire cursed continent.

I managed to do this much to him.

But he's alive.

Yeah, he's alive and back in England.

He is the other reason I came from Australia.

I came for love of you

and hatred of him.

I came back to find him and kill him.

But I will need your help.

Pip.

Pip!

What the devil?!?

Excuse me.

Is this you reporting for work?

I found Pip...

And then I lost him.

I looked along the banks all the way to Deptford.

Uh, but there are only, uh, gulls,

and, and children and oysters and...

What I mean to say is...

I'm afraid I'm almost certain that the news of Pip

is anything but excellent.

The Thames has claimed another life.

Thank you, Wemmick.

I will personally inform the family.

This could all have been his.

Everything could have been his.

Why did he not come to the altar?

It was for no reason involving you.

- Why? - Because of his curly hair,

his black clothes, his white pocket handkerchief.

In short, Miss Havisham, because Compeyson was born a gentleman.

And gentlemen do whatever suits them.

They steal and lie and then brag

and have statues built of themselves.

They've built an empire on it.

He didn't appear that day because...

Because something more suitable came up.

I know Compeyson as well as I know myself.

So you know he will come for this?

Oh, he will come for the gold.

And he will come for you.

How strong are you?

I am stronger than you.

I'm stronger than this house.

I am stronger than fire.

Pip!

Boy, wake up.

Tea,

and rum.

Get the river out of your bones.

No.

Tea then.

Isle of Dogs.

- You heading east? - Yes.

To the convict dock at Gravesend.

Convict dock at Gravesend.

Of course.

It is kind of God

to lay on a boat to take me to my inevitable destination.

While I'm here, Miss Havisham wants to make use of me.

Getting rid of everything old.

You said you saw someone in my eyes.

I saw your mother

in your eyes.

I don't need to lie about her.

She's from Kentucky, America.

She escaped from her chain.

She's alive?

When I was put on trial,

she was taken into service by my lawyer,

Mr. Jaggers.

When I go to London,

I'll see her.

You'll see her too.

That is to say...

It's my wish, when my business here is done...

I hope you might come with me to London.

Like father and daughter?

Yes.

No.

I'm afraid everything changed today.

Except my heart.

Joe?

Mr. Jaggers.

I was passing.

I have business with Miss Havisham.

Up town.

Can I take a drink of beer?

It was a difficult night.

I've never seen you drink beer.

I never do.

So, here you are.

You've decided to carry on living.

What makes you think I considered not living?

It was Wemmick who cut the rope.

Where will you live?

Here.

I will live here.

Joe's knees are gone, so...

I will become Joe.

Are you all right, Mr. Jaggers?

You don't seem to be yourself.

I don't think I am.

Not right now, anyway.

I'm wondering which parts of me are still there from before

and which are not.

Beer, by the way, is utterly disgusting.

That's more like it, Mr. Jaggers.

Yes.

But you...

You should stay with beer.

I resolved beer, not rum.

And from pipes, only tobacco.

Beer is a good thing morally.

Personally I wouldn't wash my fucking feet in it.

But I hope you will never go to Limehouse ever again.

Never.

Well, you know where I am.

Back in the Bailey

and you're back at the bellows.

As if it all never happened.

Not quite.

I now understand

why the only people from London who ever come here

are already dead.

Give me rum

and cloves.

I need to wash away a foul taste.

Give me the bottle.

Last time you were here, you left with Pip Gargery.

How is he?

He has decided to return home.

To this rat hole.

Poor fucker.

You still owe me four shillings for last night.

Thank you for your hospitality.

If you're leaving for London,

the storm's closed all the roads.

I shall be paying for the pleasure

of your company for one more night.

But of course.

Who else could you belong to?

Pip.

I shod your horse, Biddy.

You shod it?

How did I get everything so completely wrong?

I'm going to become who I was meant to be.

Beers, not rum.

Tobacco, not opium.

Biddy, not Estella.

The lesser of two options.

No, I'm sorry, Biddy.

That's not what I mean.

I mean, I chose to come back.

To see you.

Sorry.

I just, just came to return your horse.

Have you changed, Pip?

Or are you still the center of the universe?

How could I not have changed?

I've changed.

I am a Chartist now, Pip.

I've joined the Chartist movement.

Women are very welcome.

We're trying to change the world so I'd be a little busy

to be put in your kitchen with your beer and your tobacco.

I don't even have a kitchen.

It's my sister's home.

But you're very welcome in it, Biddy.

Pip?

Let me guess.

You're running to the schoolhouse

to tell Biddy's father his horse has been stolen from the shop.

I was in church. Praying.

I got back and the horse was gone.

The horse hasn't been stolen.

I nailed a full set of shoes on and delivered it.

Come. Sara will burst into flames.

Good flames or bad flames?

Impossible to predict, Pip.

There will be regulations and divisions.

You will start as a regular apprentice.

It'll be one for you and four for Joe.

Then, after a year,

it'll be three for you and two for Joe.

And after two years, three for you, three for Joe.

That's six.

Three and three is six. Yes, I know.

No.

I mean, you started off dividing five of whatever it is

between Joe and I.

And then you said we would each have three of whatever it is.

That's six.

Pip's first day, uh,

why don't we stow talk of money

and talk about something else, eh?

Last night's storm, Pip,

how was it in London?

I don't care to talk about

the consequences of the storm, Joe.

Hmm. Brought new words.

Well, the storm last night brought us a big fright.

- Didn't it, Sara? - It did.

A man standing there in that doorway

in a big hat, running with water,

and with a scar running all down his face

and he comes in saying his boat had tipped up.

- What did he want? - Lodging.

I told him, the only room we had was your room,

and I said, I couldn't rent it because you might return home.

He got quite interested when we said you might return.

Kept using your name.

Pip this, Pip that.

And where did he go?

I sent him to the The Jolly Bargemen.

And with the road's closed, he will be there yet I imagine.

Pip, where are you going?

Mr. Jaggers?

Mr. Jaggers, he's here.

Who goes there?

Pip.

Pip Gargery.

Pip Gargery.

I know that voice.

I thought you were dead.

Not yet.

Come.

- We must get out of sight. - You've got a key?

Many things have changed, Pip.

Go.

We will find him in the village

and send him to hell.

We have resolved, Magwitch and I.

We'll go to him before he gets the chance to come to us.

Then I will finish him myself.

I told you, Mr. Jaggers.

It'll be I who does tonight's work.

- Here. - Uh, Mr. Magwitch,

the boy has turned his back

on the sporting life of a gentleman,

and settled at the station God meant for him.

What he means, Mr. Magwitch,

is that the fortune you left for me,

I wasted.

Mr. Jaggers has told me your story.

He was very gentle with your reputation.

You spent my fortune on a ticket

for a grand journey

which led back to the place from where you came.

I've been on a similar journey, Pip.

We're both back where we're destined to be.

Mr. Magwitch,

many nights at 4:00 a.m. I have rehearsed

all of the questions I have for you.

There's no time for answers, Pip.

I once brought you bread and a metal file,

and in return you changed my life.

For better or worse?

Powder and shot...

Um...

Enough to ensure that justice is done.

Mr. Jaggers, we must fly.

I'll stay here at Satis and guard the ladies.

It's the ladies who will guard you, Pip.

Estella, when I came back here to the village,

it was with the firm intention

of never coming to your door ever again.

And here I am on my first night.

But it is not love that brings me.

Do you feel love?

Yes.

Stubborn love...

Like a mule.

Because to be clear,

I do not love you.

Why are you telling me?

Mama and I have discussed this matter like scientists.

We agree that her life is proof

that love is as poisonous as mercury.

We've burnt so much of significance today.

To burn a simple log is quite funny.

I do love you, Estella.

- Good. - How is it good?

In a relationship,

whoever loves the most, loses.

Whoever loves least, wins.

- Wins what? - In a marriage,

to be the one who doesn't love at all

is to be in the best possible position.

If you are to be married, it is best to be indifferent.

What marriage are you talking about?

It's all been decided, Pip.

Mama agrees

I should marry someone who loves me,

whom I do not love.

You get him to come outside, I'll blow him to hell.

Mount up!

He's gone!

Oh, God.

What do you want?

I came to say sorry.

To say sorry to you in person.

- I behaved appallingly. -"Sorry."

I was a different man...

- If I had my time again... - Time has gone.

- I've been punished. - Not enough.

Never a day has gone by...

- You're ugly now. - I'm glad.

This scar...

Keeps me out of trouble.

I stay in my room and repent.

Tonight I lay in my damp room and wondered...

Wondered what?

How you would be when you saw me again.

What do you want?

I am honest these days.

I need money, Amelia.

- No one calls me that. - Amelia.

I need money.

I wouldn't lie to you. I don't lie.

I need gold.

I recall, uh, you have gold from China here.

Payment for opium from years ago.

Gold doesn't age as we do.

I wondered...

Do I even need this pistol just to take a handful of coins

just to get to London and set me up in lodgings?

Where perhaps...

...you could come and visit me someday.

I came at last, Amelia.

This thing you always wanted has finally happened.

Yes.

Yes, you came just as I'd recovered.

Yes. Yes.

I haven't felt anything with my body since.

My gun is loaded.

But the question is,

will I need it to make you help me?

No.

No, you will not need it.

Miss Havisham's ring.

It's mine now.

Oh, my dear.

Isn't even loaded.

But I can assure you this one is.

I had hoped I wouldn't need this.

It seems that I do.

Unlock the safe

and give me what I came for.

Give me the fucking key!

Loaded gun or happiness?

Loaded gun, I think.

Locked in a box I spent year after year.

It's against nature.

Just as a woman rotting in a house untouched

is worthless.

It is against nature.

I burnt your portrait.

Now I'm going to burn you.

Now, look what madness

I abandoned at the altar.

Which will win?

Greed or self-preservation?

He's here, not in the village.

He has a gun.

- He has just the one, yes? - Just one that's loaded.

Stay here.

He's mine!

Go!

It's me, Magwitch.

You should stay here.

Magwitch?

You, boy.

This, for me to pass.

Go to hell!

Very well, very well.

I think your education is complete, Pip.

Satis.

Enough.

Pip?

You, uh...

You didn't complete your proposal.

You said you are immune to love.

What you need is someone who is your equal.

A fellow exile from the human race.

Magis magisque satis est.

And do you know what that means?

- It means more than enough. - Hmm.