Oliver Twist Page #2
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Well, what's that to me?
I can't keep her alive, can I?
She says she's got something
to tell that you must hear.
She'll never die quiet
until you come, mistress.
- Did she say any more, Martha dear?
- Not a word.
- Cold night, Mrs. Corney.
- Very cold indeed, sir.
If you have to wait long,
I shall be surprised.
Put the light on the floor.
She won't see it there.
- Good night, sir.
- Good night.
It won't be long, mistress.
None of us have to wait long.
It'll come soon enough
for us all.
- Who's that?
- Hush, hush.
- Who's that?
- Lie down, dear. Lie down.
Come here.
Come here.
- Listen.
- Yes?
In this very room,
in this very bed...
I once nursed a pretty,
young creature.
She gave birth
to a boy and died.
Go on. Yes?
They would have treated
him better if they'd have known it all.
Known what?
Let me think.
It was the year...
Never mind about the year.
What about him?
Aye, what about him?
What about...
I know. Uh...
- Turn them away.
- Mrs. Annie, dear.
- Make haste. Make haste.
- Get out! Go on! Get out! Hurry!
Get out!
Right. Go on.
What?
- Stone dead.
- What was it, mistress?
Nothing. Nothing to tell
after all. Nothing.
Come up and sit
by the fire, Noah dear.
Oliver, shut that door
behind Mr. Noah's back.
I saved a nice bit of bacon from the
master's breakfast for you, Noah dear.
Oliver, here's your tea,
and take them bits.
And make haste, 'cause
they want you to mind shop.
- D'you hear?
- D'you hear, Workhouse?
Workhouse,
how's your mother?
- She's dead.
- What'd she die of, Workhouse?
They said she died of a broken heart.
What set you a-sniveling?
- Not you.
- Oh, not me, eh?
No, not you. You'd better
stop saying things about my mother.
"Better stop." Workhouse,
don't be impudent.
You know, Workhouse,
your mother must have been
a regular, right-down bad 'un.
What did you say?
A regular, right-down
bad 'un, Workhouse.
And it's a great deal better,
Workhouse, that she died when she did,
or else she'd have been doing
hard labor in Bridewell.
Or transported or hung, which is
more likely than either, isn't it?
Stop it!
Sorry! Help!
Help me!
- Noah!
- Charlotte! Help! Charlotte!
No, no! Help!
Oliver!
Help! Aaah!
- The coal hole!
- No!
Yes! Get him in!
You little villain, you.
I'll kill you!
So long!
Oh! Noah!
Yes, ma'am?
Fetch the beadle.
Well, ma'am!
Where is this audacious
young savage?
Let me out! Let me out!
Let me out! Let me out!
- Oliver.
- Yes?
Do you know
this here voice, sir?
Yes!
Ain't you afraid of it, sir?
Ain't you a-trembling
while I speak, sir?
No!
Let me out!
Let me out! Let...
The boy must be mad!
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