All language subtitles for Great Expectations (1 of 2), Charles Dickens (BBC 1999)

Mummy!

Mummy!

Hang it right main,
hang it right.

Where have you been?

What I've got before me
when you go for your leisure.

You tell me directly what
you've been doing!

- Well?

Or I'd have you out of that corner if you
was 50 Pips, and he was 500 Gargerys.

I... I've been down to hear the carols.

Carols, is it?

Perhaps if I weren't a blacksmith's wife
and a slave with an apron never off

only should I been to hear the carols.

But too busy am I bringing
you up by hand.

- Why do I do it?.
- I don't know, sister.

I don't... Was it I brought me
this being your mother?

This house, this apron and him.
That's all.

I hope you sang your heart out,
old chap.

Glad to

I gave it out, Joe.

I'm hungry, boy.

I'm hungry.

Please, sir! Please, sir!

Nice fat cheeks though,

I'd munch them, eh?

- What is your name, boy.
- Pip...

What? Come on, give it mouth!

Pip. Pip, sir.

Pip! Pip!

Well, boy?

- What's in the bottle, boy?
- Brandy, sir.

I need to eat to live.
You have no one with you?

- I brought no one with me, sir.
- Nor give no one the office to follow you?

No! Oh, no, sir.

- Pip, is it?
- Yes, sir.

I am hunted and
condemned to death, Pip.

They'll come for me.

- I'm glad you enjoy it.
- Did you speak?

I said I was glad
you enjoyed that.

Well...

thank you, my boy.

I do.

- Another out there.
- Since last night.

Did you hear then?

Compeyson must be out.

- Excuse me, sir?
- Compeyson is out.

I'll put him down like a bloodhound.

Curse this bloody iron on my leg.
Give me that file, boy.

Merry Christmas.

And for which may the Lord

may he make us truly,
truly grateful.

Amen.

You hear that?
You be grateful.

Especially dear boy to them
which brought you up by hand.

Oh is it that the young
are never grateful?

- Naturally vicious.
- True.

I must say anyone looking for
a moral for the young

will not find it in today's sermon.

No, indeed.

Indeed we felt as much
it was well chosen.

Now, if I'd be in the position
to enter into a fit subject...

- Look at pork alone.
- There's a subject.

- If you want a subject,
look at pork.

True, sir. Many a moral for the young
might be deduced from the text.

You listen to this!

Swine were the companions
of the prodigal.

The gluttony of swine is put before us
as an example to the young.

Think what you've
got to be grateful for,

You would have been
disposed of for a few shillings.

Yes, mam.

Disposed...

And then Dunstable the butcher
would have come up to you

as you lay in your straw and he would have
whipped you under his left arm

and shed your blood with
a penknife with his right.

No bringing up by hand then.

Not a bit of it.

Uncle...

Uncle, what is it?

Are you all right, uncle?

Tar!

Tar?

Why, how ever could tar
come there?

Here you are.
Come on, look sharp.

Excuse me, ladies and gentlemen but I am on a chase for Queen and country

and I want the blacksmith.

Joe!

The lock of one of them goes wrong
and the coupling don't act pretty.

They are in the marshes still.

We will try to get clear of them before dusk.

Would you care for a little brandy, sergeant?

Wine, I think, mum.

Afterwards, sergeant, I rather
thought that perhaps...

Well, some of us may have the inclination
to come down with the soldiers

and see what comes of this hunt.
- No objections here.

Mrs Joe don't mind

we'll see those villains caught, Pip?

Come on!

There!

Surrender!

Arrest him!

I took him!

I give him up to you!
There's nothing to be particular about.

Handcuffs there!

I took him and he knows it.
That's enough for me.

Take notice, sergeant,
this man tried to murder me.

I dragged him back here.
He's a gentleman, if you plese, this villain.

And now, the Hulks has got its
gentleman back again, through me.

I should have been a dead man
if you had not come up.

He's a born liar
and he'll die a liar.

Look at his face,
isn't it written there?

Let him cast those eyes on me.

I defy him to do it.

That's how he looked when
we were tried together.

- He never looked at me.
- Not much to look at.

- You!
- Stop it!

I told you he would
murder me if he could!

Enough of this!

Company! March!

Look, I took some wittles off,
up at the village,

where the church stands.
- You mean stole?

From the blacksmith.

It was some broken wittles...

and a dram of liquor and a pie.

I'm sorry you missed such articles.

Especially the pie.

Come on!

How does he know I was the blacksmith?

Come on, old chap. It's only
a dream that's taken all of you.

It was real, Joe.

Always seem so.

But this is a true fear, Pip.

Me hold in your hand
and you're safe.

and sound and warm
in your bed.

Look like them poor creatures.

No comfort for them tonight,
don't you reckon.

What a scholar you are,
old chap.

- Ain't you?
- I should like to be.

Why, here's a J and a O equal to anything!

But read the rest, Joe.

The rest, eh, Pip?

Why, here's three Js and three Os...

and three J-O...

Why Joes, in it, Pip!

My dear Joe,
I hope you're quite well

and I hope I shall soon
be able for the teach you, Joe,

and then we shall be so glad

when I am apprentice
to you, Joe

what lurks, believe me.

Astonishing! You are a scholar.

How do you spell Gargery, Joe?

- I don't spell it at all, Pip.
- But supposing you did?

It can't be supposed.

Didn't you ever go to school, Joe,
when you were as little as me?

No, Pip.

But you teach me,
are you chap?

Well... if this boy ain't
grateful this day

he never will be.

Get him ready, mum.

Well? What are
you staring at?

This boy's fortunes
may be made today

if she favours him.

You better make certain
she favours you.

Get off, boy.

Boy, let your behaviour here be a credit
to them which brought you up by hand.

- What name?
- Pumblechook.

Quite right.

This is Pip.

This is Pip, is it?
Come in, Pip.

Oh, did you wish
to see Miss Havisham?

If Miss Havisham wished to see me.

Which is what she didn't.

Remember, Pip.

Credit, nothing but credit.

Don't loiter, boy!

- After you, Miss.
- Don't be ridiculous, boy.

I'm not going in.

Go on!

- Who are you?
- Pip, ma'am.

Pip?

R.r Pumblechook's boy.

Sometimes I have sick fancies, Pip.

I have a sick fancy
that I want to see some play.

So...

So, please...

Play!

Play!

Play!

No... No.

Are you afraid of me?

I'm afraid of my
not pleasing you.

I should get into trouble with
my sister if you would not favour me.

- Fetch Estella.
- She...?

Fetch her.

Beggar again.

Two jacks. Now we
have to go to war.

He calls the knaves jacks.

How coarse his hands are.

And what thick boots.

You say nothing of her.
What do you think of her?

Tell me in my ear.

He thinks you are very proud
and insulting and very pretty.

Anything else?

I think I should like
to go home now.

And never see her again?

Though she is so pretty?

I'm not sure that I shouldn't like to see
her again, but I should like to go home now.

- Come back after six days, you hear?
- Yes, ma'am.

Estella, take him down.
Give him something to eat.

Let him roam around.

Why don't you so cry again?

- Because I don't want to.
- Yes, you do.

Pretty well?
Look on your answers!

Pretty well? What you
mean by pretty well?

I mean... pretty well.

Don't lose your temper
with him, mum.

Leave this to me.

Boy...

What like is Miss Havisham?

- Very tall and dark.
- Is she, uncle?

Good. We are beginning to
hold our own, I think, mum.

You know so well how to
deal with him, uncle.

Now, boy...

What was she doing of
when you went in today?

She was sitting in
a black velvet coach.

Yes, and Miss Estella,
that's her niece I think

handed her in cake and wine
at the coach-window

on a gold plate.

And we all had cake and wine
on gold plates.

And I got up behind the coach to eat mine,
because she told me to.

There were four dogs there
fighting for veal cutlets

out of a silver basket.

Can this be true, uncle?

The boy was there to play.

And this coach... What can the boy
mean? Did you ever see her in it?

Many times, mum.

And what did you
play at, boy?

We played with flags.

Flags?

Yes. Estella waved a blue flag,
and I waved a red one.

Astonishing!

What lucks, eh, Pip?

But will it make his
fortune, uncle?

There are plans for him, mum.
I am sure of that.

Property or his binding to a gentle trade...

Promising, mum, highly promising.

Come, Pip,
at least there was dogs?

There are no veal cutlets,
at least there was dogs?

- No, Joe.
- A puppy?

Come... and no flags neither, Pip?

Old chap, this won't do.
Where do you expect to go to?

But I couldn't speak how she really was, Joe.

It would be... corse.

Eh?

Why did you teach me
to call knaves jacks?

Look, Pip... Lies is lies.

But I have to go back
there, Joe.

I have to go back there
in six days' time.

What would I do when she looks
at my boots again?

Your own one day.

And you will use them well.

She grow prettier and prettier, Pip?

And prettier.

As for you, there is
no improvement.

Pretty said, my beauty.

Pip sings a very pretty song.
Don't you, Pip?

Perhaps he can
entertain us with that.

I have heard you the first
time you came here.

Perhaps you could beat the tact.

Well, Pip?

It's a song from a forge, ma'am.
- Well then. Sing it.

Come on, join us.

Come.

But I'm not supposed
to join in.

Neither of us.
I thought we were supposed to laugh.

I do not understand this!
It is a blacksmith's song.

It is a song to use with your
coarse clumsy hands.

She's always let me
know I'm low.

Sometimes she talks to me.

Sometimes not.

Sometimes she tells me
very directly that she hates me.

I admire her dreadfully.

Pip...

Well, it's a good likeness,
isn't it?

Of what, Pip?

The design for a buckle,
of course.

You are a willing pupil, Pip,
most of the time

and very particular...
most of the time

but today look again Pip
and you'll see

it's a letter D you copied.

I'm sure she is object of all your love and duty

but I'm instructed to tell
you to come tomorrow.

And will we be able to see her
and inquire about her then?

Oh, she does not say that.
She does say to come back again.

We are only wishing to be
informed about her health.

Indeed, until we are our
own health is undermined.

I'm sure Miss Havisham
wishes you a speedy recovery.

This is the boy Miss Havisham
sends for.

I have pretty large
experience of boys

and you are a bad seat of fellows.
Now, mind you behave yourself.

Come on,
she is waiting for you.

You are to come this way today.

You are to go in there.

Don't open the door
that are down the corridor.

You asked a favour of me?

It is an instruction.

You saw my relatives
downstairs?

Today is my birthday.

- Many happy returns...
- I don's suffer it to be spoken of.

Come.

Walk me.

What do you think that is?

I can't guess what it is,
ma'am.

The great cake.
A bride-cake. Mine.

It was brought here a long time ago.
On my birthday.

Oh, my coming of age.

You see this?

- It's from him.
- Him, ma'am?

I received it 20 to nine.
Read it.

Wheel me around this table.

And... did she look in favour on
the way you pushed her around?

She wishes me to take her further
next time. Onto the landing.

- Uncle?
- Promising, mum, highly promising.

- What do you know, Pip?
- Sorry, ma'am?

In your learning.

Not nearly as much as I should like, ma'am.
Not nearly as much.

And what are you to be?

I believe I am to be apprentice
to Joe, ma'am.

The blacksmith.

But I'm a very well pupil
and keen to learn everything.

You mean something else?

Oh, boy, back from the society you go.

Joe!

- You playes well today, are you?
- Joe!

She wishes you to come there.

She wishes us to come there.

There's a plan she has for him.
It must be. Or she plans to give him

the way she wishes to favour him
after all the visit to his main there.

It's only Joe she wishes to see.

He's to go up town on his own?

Him?

I think it would be best to go to
in your Sunday clothes, Joe.

My hat and whole?

There more company
I might think for.

Where do I go?

- This is important business then...
- When is it to go there?

Soon. She knows
nothing of times.

You'll go tomorrow.

Well, Pip, bring the foil.

This will not do.

You have raised the boy with the intention
of taking him for your apprentice.

Is that so, Mr. Gargery?

That was long be looked
forward to between us.

Yes, Pip?

Does he like the trade?

You know it were looked
forward to betwixt us

It is a wish of his
own heart, ma'am.

Begging your pardon, ma'am.

Is it what's to happen then?

It's time.

It's a business open to black
and soot and such like.

But Pip makes no
objections to that.

And now he can help me keep
the pot boiling, so to speak.

Pip is on the premium here.
Five-and-twenty guineas.

Take it to your master, Pip.

Estella, show
Mr. Gargery way.

Pip, stay behind.

So, Pip...

there's a change going on.

And Estella will soon be gone.

- Where?
- Abroad.

To be educated for a lady.

Out of reach.

How do you feel about that?

I wish her well.

Don't you think that
you're losing her?

- I might come again?
- No.

Gargery is your master now.

You have no more
attachments here.

Do you?

You're free to go.

Hello, young fellow.
Who let you in?

It does not matter who let me in.
I was sent for and now I'm leaving.

Didn't she take a fancy
to you then?

- Who?
- Miss Havisham.

I'm on trial too.
My father is her cousin.

I have no more business
in this house. Excuse me.

Oh, yes, you do. Come fight.

- Fight?
- Come to the ground.

Break the rules and you go
through the preliminaries.

One! Two! Three! Four!

Five! Six! Seven! Eight!

Hang on.

You must have a reason.

I've given you one.

- That means you won.
- Can I help you?

No, no. That's
quite all right.

- Good afternoon.
- Same to you.

You may kiss me if you like.

Goodbye.

You're to be his master? You?

I cannot believe that is
to be is fortune.

She must... she must
want something within.

There must be something!

You're holding it.

So his fortune is to be mine.

Tied to a blacksmith.

Well, there is progress
for us all!

The boy is to be bound,

bound out of hand.
Come, boy.

And now we'll have a dinner
over 25 guineas.

Joseph, your apprentice.

That's been so looked forward
to betwixt. Eh, Pip?

"The said apprentice shall
faithfully serve his master,

"and shall not waste the goods
of his said master,

"nor apprend himself from his said master
service day or night unlawfully

"but in offerings as
a faithful servant

he shall behave himself."

Now your master mean
to set fire, don't him?

Must say a prayer to
the devil to get it going.

You look close for
the devil lives in it.

Little piece of hell in the flames.

- what do you want here, Orlick?
- A job, Mr. Gargery.

A job? Right, Pip?

Go to it.

Right, Pip.

You certainly turned
yourself to it, Pip.

When I come in to the forge,

anyone can see me turning
to it in earnest.

Biddy...

I want to be a gentleman.

Oh, I wouldn't if I was you.

I want to lead a different
sort of life.

- Don't you think you're happy as you are?
- Don't be absurd.

I didn't mean to be.

- I only want you to do well.
- I used to want that too.

Now I have to be a gentleman.

I could try to settle down, to accompany Joe,
to keep company with you even.

Even?

As I am not over-particular
myself?

See how I'm going on?

I'm glad you give me
your confidence.

I shall always tell you
everything, Biddy.

Till you are a gentleman.

Hello.

- Where are you two going?
- Home.

Where else should we be going?

Well then, I'll see you home.

You will have to tell him again.

We don't need seeing home.

Let Biddy speak.

Pip, I'm afraid he likes me.

But hes always loved
you, Biddy.

Oh, he begins to dance at me
whenever he catches my eye.

But it makes no difference
to you, does it?

She's done the handsome thing for you Pip, but when Miss
Havisham done the handsome thing for you
she called me back to say that were all.

- But Joe...!
- All, Pip!

Since the day of my being bound
I have never thanked Miss Havisham

or asked after her,
or shown that I remember her.

Today is her birthday, Joe!

The day which...

Very well, then. But no more
trips after this one.

Sure you're not going to favour
only one of us then?

And what do you
mean to say?

- If youn Pip has a half-holiday do the same for Old Orlick
- What'll you do with a half-holiday if you get one?

Oh, what'll he do with that? I just want
get out of that forge presently.

I'll do as much with
half-holiday as him.

Why? Pip's going up town.

Well then, Old Orlick's
going up town.

Tain't only one can go up town?

I'm going up town to set this house.
I'm paying a visit to Havisham.

And I may wish
to call on Biddy!

You shall not!

Well, some and their
up town then.

Now master, come! No favouring
in this shop. Be a man.

No more talk till
you calm yourself.

Now, master.

You stick to your work
as well as most men.

Half-holiday for all.

Fool! You are a rich man to waste
wages on a great idle hulker like him?

I wish I was his master.

You'd be everyone's master
if you could.

Let her alone.

I'm a match for rogues
like you.

You're a foul shrew,
Mother Gargery.

- What did you say?
- Let her alone!

- What name did he give me?
- Shrew!

And there's more too.

To hear him. And you swore to defend me!

Don't stand by!

Your work's done here.
Come for your wages tomorrow.

See the trouble you've caused?

We lose a journeyman and all cause you have
fancy to go up town and can't make an end on it.

Where's your invitation?

There's being no more.
She's made them done it.

It's as you was.

I attend to Miss Havisham now

I hope you want nothing.
You'll get nothing.

No, indeed, Miss Havisham.
I only wanted you to know

that I am doing very well
in my apprenticeship

and am always
much obliged to you.

And Estella?

- Ma'am?
- Do you wish to inquire about her?

Prettier than ever.

Admired by all who see her.

I'm glad.

Do you like your trade?

So you object to the black
and the soot after all?

I hate it. I want
no more of any of it.

But you are bound, Pip.

Yes.

Goodbye.

Sister? Sister!

Sister!

His?

Oh...no!

Oh, no, I'm sorry!

Oh! I'm sorry!

Whoever is guilty
they will find him, Joe!

I did nothing, Pip.

Absolutely nothing.
I just wanted to...

the surrender seems like.

Him! Him!

This is a man who last
had a quarrel with her

He lost his job for it too.

She quarrelled with everyone around
here too ten thousand times.

Anyways, I've been
about town all evening

in different companies,

even Joe seen me at Blue Boar.

There's nothing against me.

You are in need of information.
I saw an occasion to help.

Truly an orphan now, Pip.

Mr. Wopsle might have
come this way of living

and Mrs Joe was in great
need of you, Biddy.

As we are.

Welcome to our
establishmnet, Biddy.

Come, Pip, go to it!

Joe...

Joseph Gargery? My name is Jaggers
and I'm a lawyer in London.

I have unusual business to transact
with you. Concerning this young man.

You do not object to cancel his indentures

at his request and for his owngood?

You would not want anything for so doing?

Lord forbid that I should.

Is that no?

- Yes, it is.
- Really?

Very well. Recollect
the admission you have made

and do not try to
go from it presently.

I am instructed to communicate to him
that he will come into a handsome property.

Further, that is the desire of
the present possessor of that property

that he be immediatelyremoved from
his present sphere of life and from this place

and be brought up
as a gentleman.

In a word, as a young fellow
of great expectations.

May we ask who is
this liberal benefactor?

No.

Not only is it a profound secret,

but more importantly it is a binding
condition that you do not inquire.

Accepted by you?

- I have no objection.
- I should take not!

I am empowered to mention that
it is the intention of this person

to reveal their identity

at first hand by word
of mouth to yourself.

In the meantime you will please
consider me your guardian.

Thank you.

I'm paid for my services,
or I shouldn't render them.

Now, when will you come to London?
You should have some new clothes to come in.

Shall I leave you 20 guineas?

Well, Joseph Gargery,
you look dumbfoundered.

I am.

Now, it's understood that
you want nothing for yourself

but what if it was in my
instructions to make you

a present as compensation?

- Compensation as for what?
- The loss of his services.

You think money can make
compensation for the loss of him?

The child what come to the forge
and ever the best of friends?

I should go to London directly.

What a gentle figure, Pip.

- This change come so uncommonly quick, Pip.

- Hard to get to mine mind.
- Pip has hardly believed to get in his.

- Daydreams, Biddy.
- Come true, Pip.

Well, this is a gay figure, Pip.

I have come into such good fortune
since I saw you last, Miss Havisham.

And I am so grateful for it,
Miss Havisham!

I have seen Jaggers.
I know about it.

So, you go tomorrow?

Yes, Miss Havisham.
And I thought you would kindly

not mind my taking
leave of you.

And you are adopted by a rich person
whose name is not revealed?

Yes, Miss Havisham.

And you are to be tutored by
Mr. Matthew Pocket, a cousin of mine

- and of Sarah here.
- In Hammersmith, ma'am.

You may go now, Sarah.

I...

often wonder of...

the whereabouts of... Estella,

and how she might
look upon me now.

She will think you fit company, Pip.
She will appreciate the change in you.

And see you very differently.

Good luck, Pip.

- I'll follow you down there.
- No, Joe.

I'll say goodbye now.

There you are in your suit.

Goodbye, Pip. Good luck.

I did not expect this day
look me in the face, Pip, but...

take my hand.

As firm as my own.

Don't know you. Don't know you.
On my soul, don't know you.

I've never been
in London before.

You are an acquaint, Mr. Wemmick?

I was new once.
Rum to think of now.

And the other ways of it now.

Them the ways of it.

Four of them to be
killed tomorrow.

In a row.

You are a lucky man,
Mr. Pip.

You have these services already.

Mr... Mr, please...

Please. Sir, my bill, sir.

Now, I tell you once and for all,
your bill is in good hands,

but if you keep bothering me about it
it may flip through my fingers.

- Have you paid Wemmick?
- Yes, sir. Every farthing.

Then mind it doesn't give it back.

Mr Pip, how much did the coachman
want from Cross Keys?

- A shilling.
- You think it's rather fair sum?

- I don't know.
- Exactly. Come on.

There's a bill been sent for your
accommodation at Barnard's Inn.

Mr. Pocket's rooms,
not you tutor, mind. His son.

You'll find Mr. Pocket senior
in Hammersmith,

and you'll find your credit
good in these places, Mr. Pip.

And if you're out running the constable
with it I'll pull you up.

Naturally your allowance.
There.

It's a very liberal one.

I'm sure you still manage
go wrong somehow.

Who are those, Mr. Jaggers?

Clients of mine after they were
taken down from the gallows.

They went wrong.

Slop!

Mr. Pip? Mr. Herbert
arriving any minute now.

The fact is, I have been out
on your account.

I can't shake hands but
we'll remedy once we're inside.

Please, come in.
Allow me to lead the way.

I'm rather bare here but I hope
you'll make out tolerably well.

Your bedroom furniture
is hired for the occasion.

But I trust it will
answer the purpose.

Not what you have in mind,
I'm sure

but I have my own bread to earn.

My father hasn't anything to give me
and I shouldn't be willing to take it if he had.

As to our table,
you won't find that bad.

It will be supplied from
the local coffee-house

and that the Jagger's instructions
at your expense.

So we'll dine well, share these chambers
alone together and we shan't fight.

At least I hope not.

You!

You forgive me for having
knocked you about so.

The marriage day was fixed,
the wedding dresses were bought,

the wedding tour was planned out
and the wedding guests invited.

The day came that the bridegroom

having already extracted
great sums of money

from Miss Havisham, did not.

- He wrote her a letter.
- Which she received 20 minutes to 9.

And she has never since
looked upon the light of day.

My father tried to tell her
he was a bad lad

Receiving this advice she ordered
my father out of the house.

- And when I saw you there...
- I too had been sent for.

But I came out as
badly as my father.

If I hadn't, perhaps I should
have been provided for.

And Estella was adopted
by Miss Havisham?

To take revange on
all the male sex.

Adventure you've been on receiving

and during your visits there.

She's been abroad.
I haven't seen her.

Pip, may I mention that in London it is not
a custom to put a knife in the mouth

for fear of accidents

and that the spoon is not used
over hand but under.

That is to get into your mouth better.
And save good of attitudes

for opening oysters in the part
of the right elbow.

- Oh, dear me, I'm late again.
- Beg your pardon?

The proposal of a toast, Pip.

To your good fortune and
your future in London.

To my future in London.

I can educate you
well enough for your destiny

to hold your own with
your contemporaries.

My contemporaries?

Other young men in
prosper circumstances.

I kno you are the cousin
to Miss Havisham.

My ties to her are no more than
natural and never will be.

Now, as to my ties to you, Pip,

which will be much more to the point.

I will not say I can
make you a gentleman.

No man that is a true gentleman
at heart is ever a gentleman in manner.

No varnish can hide
the grain of the wood.

Your fellow students:
Mr. Startop.

Mr. Drummle.

- Mr. Pip.
- How do you do.

You know the trouble
with this book Mr. Pocket?

It weighs too much.

It's as much as one can do
to pick the thing up.

Well, business awaits.

He's to the counting house.
To report himself.

- The counting house?
- I look about me, Pip.

I'm in a counting house
and I look about me

to begin insuring ships to employ my capital

to swoop tremendous
opportunities. Tremendous.

Goodbye.

I was never quite decided whether
to mount to the woolsack

or roof myself in with the mitre.

Chancellor or bishop.

It was a mere question of time.

You find the recognition of
Odisseus by his father

uninvolving Mr. Drummle?

A clear reading of it might
be more successful.

Oh, I doubt it.

Your style becomes
more elegant, Mr. Pip.

Oh, I'm rest right now
in strength to be adept.

I'm engaged in some
practical tuition.

Not all of reliance you
should lose alltogether.

Your instructor tells me you have
an arm of the blacksmith.

He intended it
as a compliment.

Good day, sir.

I can find him
a little to do.

I dare say you have
to find a great deal to eat.

I'm making myself at home
at Barnard's Inn, Mr. Jaggers

with furniture of one or two
little things.

- These things however are not so small in price..
- Come, I ask you once? 50 pounds?

- Not nearly so much.
- 5 pounds then.

Let's get to it.
Two times five. Three.

Four times five.

Wemmick!

Take Mr. Pip's written orders
and give him 20 pounds.

I see you're getting on.
I told you you would.

The man trap is sprang
and click!

Your call in it.

You don't object to
an aged parent?

No.

- Do you always make you way home on foot?
- Oh, yes.

- It's some distance.
- Walworth is some distance from the desk

which I have had
my legs under all day.

- Still, it's quite a stretch.
- Oh, yes.

Quite a stretch.

And now... we are here.

You can raise a good salad
from the garden

to go with that.

All communication
now cut off.

How are you today, Aged?

This is Mr. Pip!
Come for supper!

Just nod away at him, Mr. Pip.
That works best.

A very good lady
named Miss Skiffins,

attens him while I'm at work.

And Mr. Jaggers knows nothing
or never seen the Aged?

Never heard of him.

The office is one thing,
the private life another.

Now I will tell you what I have
for supper, Mr. Pip.

I have got...

a stewed steak and a cold
roast fowl from the cookshop.

The master of the shop is
a jury man of some cases there

and we let him down easy.

Do you often receive... gifts?

Oh, yes. I always take them.

Condemned men, jury men, Jagger's
clients. Their property, Pip.

They may not be worse much but
after all the're portable. And property.

I don't signify it to you with
your brilliant outlook but...

As to myself my guiding star always is:
get hold of portable property.

My cabinet of curiosities, Pip.

Of a felonious nature.

The very pen used in
the Attlee forgery case.

This raises from two celebrated
murder cases.

A lock of the victim's hair,
found on one of the villains.

And this letter here, look,

reporting to be the confession
of a condemned man.

But I know for a fact
it is all lies.

He never even did it.

Now, it is curiosity,
don't you think?

and Jaggers was involved
in all these cases?

I give it world of credit.

What allow to make him
and me so alike?

You don't mean you should.

It's not personal. It's professional.
Only professional.

But except this invitation to dinner,
you know it tomorrow.

And when you dine you'll see he harbours
a curiosity all of his very own.

Look at his housekeeper.

What shall I see?

A wild beast tamed.

Keep your eye on it.

Their poor home with abreast
to one another

and converse from boat to boat
like mates.

You cannot hear our conversations
because you are always too far behind us.

I choose to keep my distance
from you both.

I find I enjoy the river
far more that way.

So, you would consider yourself the master
in strength and skill of these two gentlemen?

That is not a consideration
that needs much thought.

And what say you two?

His superirity is purely in his imagination.

This superiority is here in the flesh.

- Look!
- Come, Mr. Pip,

unroll your sleeves
and put him to shame.

Pip would rather shame him
on the Thames, I think.

If you talk of strength...
I'll show you a wrist.

- Master...
- Molly, let them see your wrist.

Please...

Let them see them both.
Show them.

Come on.

There's power here.

Very few men have the power
of wrist this woman has.

It's remarkable what mere
force of grip is in these hands.

I have never seen stronger,
man or woman's...

than these.

That'll do, Molly.

It's half past nine,
gentlemen.

Time to break up.

Pip, stay a while.

Mr. Drummle, I drink to you.

Pardon me, sir, I understand
you're acquainted with Satis House.

Yes. With Miss Havisham.

Although I'd like to consider myself
more than merely acquainted.

Your two friends are set off back

to Hammersmith on either
side of the road.

I'm sorry if things
got disagreeable.

Nonsense.

I like the Drummle fellow there.

There are two sorts in life, Pip.
Beechers and cringers.

He's a beecher.
There's no doubt about that.

Excellent.

This arrived before.

What are the reasons
of her death, Joe?

Her state just got slowly worse,
see lay down on the bed.

And she spoke, Pip.

Actually spoke.

''Joe,'' she said,

and wants pardon

and wants Pip.

Pardon, Pip?

I suppose it will be difficult for you
to remain in the house now, Biddy.

Oh, I can't do so, Mr. Pip.

I'm going to Mrs Hubble tomorrow.

How are you going to live?
If you want any money...

I'll tell you how I'm
going to live, Mr. Pip.

I'm trying to get a place
of mistress

in the new school nearly
finished here.

You are one of those, Biddy,
who makes the best of every change.

You've proven in
every circumstances.

I'm not as handsomely
as you.

I'm not goint to leave
poor Joe alone.

- Don't you hear me, Biddy?
- Yes, Mr. Pip.

Not to mention your calling
me "Mr. Pip'',

which appears to me
in bad taste, Biddy.

What do you mean?

I made a remark respecting my
coming down here often to see Joe

which you have received
with the marked silence.

Have the goodness, Biddy,
to tell me why.

I trust you found the Blue Boar

where you come
to enjoy your stay.

It's so much more suitable
for your needs.

Goodbye, dear Joe.

You're not coming back
to the house?

No...Joe.

Miss Havisham knows I'm here.

She sent a letter to the...
Blue Boar.

She wishes to see me
and I must go there.

She extends her
sympathies, Joe.

I wonder what business
she has with you.

I wonder too.

I shall see you soon, Joe.

- Biddy.
- Goodbye, Pip.

Yes?

- How did you come here?
- On my legs.

As more changes than yours,
young master.

Come in. Come in.
It's opposed to my orders

to hold the gate open.

This is loaded.

I'm expected, I believe.

Yes.

Here I am.

Come in, Pip.

As if I were a queen.

I wished you to come to see me.

But who would you wish to see?

Call for her, Pip.

Who, Miss Havisham?

She's here. Call for her.

Estella.

Call for her.

Call!

Estella?

Estella?

Estella!

Do you admire her?

Then you must love her.

Love her.

Love her.