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!
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!
Do you admire her?
Then you must love her.
Love her.