- 5/10/2025
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The child was given the name Oliver. Already the workhouse guardians are having problems with him for not following their strict orders. No one dares to ask for more gruel, and so Oliver was sent off becoming an apprentice. Starring; Lysette Anthony, Ben Rodska, Eric Porter, Michael Attwell, Godfrey James, Frank Middlemass.
The child was given the name Oliver. Already the workhouse guardians are having problems with him for not following their strict orders. No one dares to ask for more gruel, and so Oliver was sent off becoming an apprentice. Starring; Lysette Anthony, Ben Rodska, Eric Porter, Michael Attwell, Godfrey James, Frank Middlemass.
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00:00Piano music
00:30Oh, vicious, ungrateful orphan Oliver, and a disgrace to the parish which reared you free and gratis.
00:45If you can't be made, Prentice, the board has decided the ship you ought to see.
00:54Supposing you can find a captain who wants a cabin boy with no friends.
01:00And you've none but yourself to blame.
01:06A month next Tuesday, you'll be tossing in a hammock with a fever, ah, wait, a Timbuktu, mark my words.
01:14And if you're lucky, the skipper will flock you to death someday after dinner,
01:19or beat your brains out with an iron bar by way of amusement.
01:24Which is a regular occurrence with skipper's actions, well known.
01:31And will save the Lord Chancellor at the expense of a public ending.
01:41Which is much too good for you, boy.
01:43Much too good.
01:56Hurry it on, men!
01:58Hurry it on!
02:00Try to find an idle porter!
02:03Hurry it on!
02:04Mr. Pumble!
02:05Back to work, boys!
02:06Back to work!
02:07Mr. Pumble!
02:08Hmm?
02:10A pleasure to see you, sir.
02:12The pleasure's mine, Mr. Sowerberry.
02:14The pleasure's mine.
02:15I've taken the measure of the two women that died last night, Mr. Pumble.
02:20Excellent.
02:21You'll make your fortune, Mr. Sowerberry.
02:23I wish I was a undertaker.
02:25I say you'll make your fortune.
02:26Do you think so?
02:28The prices allowed by the board are very small.
02:33So are the coffins, Mr. Sowerberry.
02:35So are the coffins.
02:41We must have some profit, Mr. Pumble.
02:44Well-seasoned timber is an expensive article, sir.
02:47And all the iron handles have to come by canal from Birmingham.
02:50By the by, you don't know anybody who wants a boy, do you?
02:59A boy?
03:01A young Oliver Twist, the parochial apprentice.
03:05He's a deadweight and a millstone around the parochial throat.
03:09But he might suit you, Mr. Sowerberry.
03:11He might suit you.
03:14Well, Mr. Pumble, I...
03:15Liberal terms, Mr. Sowerberry.
03:20Liberal terms.
03:22Yes, yes, but you see, Mr. Pumble.
03:26Five pounds?
03:28A particular who we entrust him to, sir.
03:31A very dear boy and...
03:33Five pounds with him.
03:50Oliver, pull that cap off your eyes, sir.
03:57Hold your head up.
03:58Come along.
04:00Oliver.
04:04Stay there, sir, or I'm speaking to you.
04:07All the ungratefulest worst-disposed boys as ever I did see.
04:10No, no, sir.
04:11I will be good.
04:12Indeed I will, sir.
04:14With a little boy.
04:15And it's so...
04:17So?
04:18So...
04:19So what?
04:20So lonely, sir.
04:21So very lonely.
04:25Everybody hates me.
04:27Don't be forced to be so.
04:31Dry eyes.
04:33Hold your head up.
04:33Oh, Mr. Pumble.
04:44Mr. Sowerberry.
04:45I brought the boy.
04:47Make a bow.
04:48Ah, Mrs. Sowerberry, ma'am.
04:50Ah, my dear.
04:51This is the workhouse boy.
04:52I told you all.
04:53Bow.
04:55He's very small.
04:56He is rather small, ma'am.
05:03There's no denying it, but he'll grow, Mrs. Sowerberry.
05:07He'll grow.
05:08I dare say he will, Mr. Bumble, on our vittles and drink.
05:12I see no saving in parish children, not I.
05:15They always cost more to keep than they're worth.
05:17However, men always think they know best.
05:21Mr. Bumble, what a very elegant button that is.
05:24I've never noticed before.
05:27Yes, I think it is rather pretty.
05:29The board presented it to me on New Year's morning.
05:32In here, little bag of bones.
05:36The dye is the same as the parochial seal.
05:40The good Samaritan healing the sick and bruised man.
05:51Here, Charlotte.
05:53What do you do with the cold bits I put by for the dog?
05:55There, ma'am.
05:58Tripp's been running the streets all day and can do without him.
06:02Give him to the boy.
06:04Yes.
06:11Quiet, Tripp.
06:12It's not too dainty to eat him, boy.
06:16No, ma'am.
06:18Well, I know.
06:22Quiet, Tripp.
06:24What did I say?
06:26These workhouse brats are all teeth and stomach.
06:30When you're done, I'll show you your bed.
06:33You don't much mind where you sleep, I suppose.
06:37Doesn't much matter if you do,
06:39for there's only one place you can sleep.
06:42That'll be right.
06:46Yes.
06:47Because they live in New Year's,
06:49there's only one place where you can sleep.
06:52Come on.
06:57Good job.
06:58What's true?
07:00Yeah.
07:02I'm gonna fall for you christmas,
07:03you're here to make a mistake.
07:05I canів my god.
07:06That's the beginning.
07:07Let me see you these people,
07:07as you have.
07:07Yeah.
07:08Right here.
07:09Are you,
07:09I was looking for myself.
07:09I have a girlfriend.
07:10I tied the window where you have
07:10PIANO PLAYS
07:40Open the door, will you?
07:57Open the door.
07:58I will, sir.
08:00I suppose you're the new boy they sent in you.
08:02Yes, sir.
08:05Come on.
08:10Look at him.
08:16I've half a mind to whop you, you little workhouse brat.
08:19I beg your pardon, sir.
08:21You want a coffin?
08:24You don't know who I am, do you?
08:27No, sir.
08:27Well, I am Mr. Noah Claypole, and you are under me.
08:34So you better learn to do what I tell you.
08:36Huh?
08:37And you can start right now by getting outside and taking down them shutters.
08:41Do you hear?
08:43Well, go on, you little workhouse ruffian.
08:44Get down them stairs.
08:46Come on, then.
08:47Step, lively.
08:48Now, get up there.
08:51Stop.
08:51Now, you get on there.
08:55You're going to take that shutter off.
08:57Get that bit of wood up.
08:58That's the one.
08:59Now, put it back down there.
09:00Go on, put it there.
09:02Easy, right?
09:03Now, see that hole?
09:04Put your finger in it.
09:05That's right.
09:06And pull.
09:07Now, get your hands around it.
09:09That's right.
09:10Come on, it's not that heavy.
09:11Come on, what's the matter with you?
09:12Oh, look at you, you bastard.
09:15What have you done?
09:17Here, give it here.
09:18Give it here.
09:19Come on.
09:20Get back inside.
09:21Get back inside, you useless little object.
09:23Go on, get up them stairs.
09:25You'll catch it now, you will.
09:26You'll be too sober if he sees what you've done.
09:27Costing money already?
09:29What did I say?
09:31Into the kitchen.
09:32Help Charlotte, you idiot rat.
09:42Sit down, Noah, dear.
09:47I saved you a nice bit of bacon from the master's breakfast.
09:51Oliver, shut that door up, Mr Noah's back.
09:55Come on.
09:59Eat up, dear.
10:00Hurry up!
10:09Here's your breakfast, Oliver.
10:10Take it on that box and make haste.
10:12Do you hear?
10:15Do you hear, workhouse?
10:17Well, you'll taste this as I promised.
10:19Laura, what a rum creature you are.
10:21Let the boy alone.
10:23Let him alone?
10:25Why?
10:26Everybody lets him alone.
10:28Neither his mother nor his father will come to bother him, though, eh?
10:31Oh, you queer soul, Noah.
10:33You're let pretty well alone, aren't you, orphan?
10:36Eh?
10:37Well, I went to charity school
10:40and I have got a proper home to go back to.
10:42So you can just learn to obey your betters.
10:46Noah, dear.
10:47Don't let your bacon go cold now.
10:51Oliver!
10:53Come here!
10:54Oliver!
10:55Don't shut up!
10:57Treat the whole pot!
10:58Come on, workhouse.
11:07Get your back into that job.
11:08What's the matter with you?
11:08Come on.
11:10Come on, hurry up there.
11:10Hurry up!
11:12Are you finished?
11:13Oliver, do as you're told.
11:15Where are you?
11:16You drop the boy!
11:19Oliver!
11:20Mrs. Calling!
11:21You'll catch it!
11:22Oliver!
11:23You wipe those steps clean.
11:25If you don't, Mrs. will give you a thrashing.
11:31Oliver!
11:32Oliver!
11:33Is that forecourt clean?
11:35Clean, I said.
11:37Clean!
11:37Clean!
11:40Oliver, come here, you brute!
11:44Oliver, sweep that forecourt!
11:47Is that boy...
11:49Are you finished?
11:55Are you done yet, workhouse?
11:57Well, why not?
11:57What's the matter?
11:58Come on, hurry up.
12:00Oliver!
12:04That boy will either have to stop eating or stop growing.
12:08We can't afford two apprentices with appetites.
12:10No, my dear.
12:11Why you had to burden us with him in the first place, I don't know.
12:14And without a word to me...
12:15As to him being a burden, my dear, I was about to say...
12:19Don't tell me what you were about to say.
12:21I am nobody.
12:23Don't consult me.
12:24I don't want to intrude on your secrets.
12:27But, my dear, I want to ask your advice.
12:30No, don't ask my advice.
12:32Ask somebody else's.
12:40Well?
12:42About young Twist, my dear.
12:45He's grown up a very good-looking boy, my dear.
12:47He'd better be.
12:48He eats enough.
12:49He's acquired an expression of melancholy in his face, my dear.
12:56I'll make him melancholy.
12:59He'd make a delightful mute, my love.
13:02A mute?
13:03That brat.
13:05A child mute, my dear, but only for children's burials.
13:08A mute in proportion would have a superb effect.
13:15Yes, it would.
13:17Why did you never think of such a thing before, you brute?
13:22What?
13:23An inspiration, my dear.
13:24Hmph.
13:25He would improve the business.
13:28Very good, Oliver.
13:41And how do you like your new calling?
13:46You're calling.
13:48Very much, thank you, sir.
13:51Not very much, sir.
13:53You'll get used to it.
13:54Nothing when you are used to it.
13:56Now, you stand there and break your hands.
14:04Blame.
14:11Good boy.
14:16It's wicked.
14:42That's what it is.
14:43Don't you fret yourself, Noah, dear.
14:46He sneaked himself into the master's favour.
14:48Well, not Mrs Sowerbreeze.
14:50She thumps him often.
14:51Yeah, and so do I.
14:52And I'll thump him some more.
14:55Five years I've slaved away in that shop.
14:57Five years.
14:57I ain't haven't ever had no new suit.
14:59The best cloth cut special.
15:02I'll cut him special.
15:05I'll make that workhouse pay.
15:07You watch.
15:11Watch what, Noah, dear?
15:16You've grown accustomed to the work, Oliver.
15:20I said you would.
15:21a good day.
15:25Oh, my God.
15:26Thank you, sir.
15:34All right, sir.
15:35Very gratifying, yes.
15:37You settled into the business better than could be expected.
15:40Now, go and fetch that bolt of felt.
15:43I know Mrs Sowerberry's hard on you sometimes, but that's only her way.
15:48She's hard on us all, I'm sure.
15:51Now, unwind it.
15:54That's it.
15:57We've got to look to the future now.
16:00In seven years, your indentures will be up and I'll have to pay you journeyman's wages.
16:05Let's see, that'll be...
16:07Nine shillings and sixpence a week, with board and washing, you think on that?
16:13Seven years?
16:15Yeah. What of it?
16:17Um, nothing.
16:19It just seems such a long time.
16:22Oh, not a bit. Not when you're learning a good regular trade.
16:26Oh, yes, sir.
16:28Only...
16:30Only what?
16:32It makes me sad some days.
16:34What does?
16:36To see Falkline dead.
16:39And their family's grieving.
16:41Dying is our living, boy.
16:44Grieving is meat and drink to us.
16:47Every tear is another shilling in the till, you remember that?
16:51Yes, sir.
16:52If the trade doesn't suit, you're welcome to try the streets or the workhouse.
16:55Oh, no, sir. I didn't mean to sit for you.
16:58Oh, Mr. Buckle. This is a pleasure.
17:03I hope so, Mr. Sowerberry. I brought an order for a coffin.
17:06For a coffin first and a parochial funeral afters.
17:10I'll see to it directly.
17:14Oh, is that reduced tradesman who died in a doorway last Tuesday fortnight?
17:20The very one. I intended the inquest personally.
17:23Yes.
17:24If I recollect, the jury concluded that he died of exposure and the want of the common necessities of life.
17:32They did, sir.
17:33They brought in a special verdict.
17:35That if the relieving officer had only been more conscientious in his duty...
17:38If the board attempted to injure him and sir, they'd have enough to do.
17:44Juries is inedicated, wilder, grovelling wretches.
17:48They have no more philosophy nor political economy about them than that.
17:54I despise them, sir.
17:55So do I.
17:57I only wish we had a jury at the workhouse for a week or two.
18:02I should bring their spirits down for them.
18:06Why?
18:08Bless my soul.
18:10Young Twist.
18:11His grown son, what's the Jew brought in here?
18:13It was me that gave him his name, Mr. Sowerberry.
18:16I hope he takes pride in it.
18:18Well, he hasn't disgraced it yet.
18:19He'd better not.
18:20Not in this parish.
18:22Not while Bumble is peedle.
18:24Good day to you, sir.
18:26Good day.
18:31Mind what the officer said, Oliver?
18:33Yes, sir.
18:34Be thankful you're in an honest trade.
18:36With quiet, obliging customers.
18:39Now, uh, you go and get your dinner while I go and measure...
18:44Uh, visit.
18:45Yes.
18:46Call upon the departed.
18:48Thank you, sir.
18:49Mr. Sowerberry says I don't have my dinner now.
18:50Oh, Mr. Sowerberry says, does he?
18:51He's got nothing better to do than think about your dinner, I suppose.
18:53Eh?
18:54What's that?
18:55What's that?
18:56I was, uh...
18:57I was saying, Twist, you're a sneak.
18:59Yeah.
19:00Sneak.
19:01Sneak.
19:02And you'll live to be hanged.
19:03Hmm.
19:04Do you hear?
19:05Oh, Mr. Sowerberry says, does he?
19:06Oh, Mr. Sowerberry says, does he?
19:07He's got nothing better to do than think about your dinner, I suppose.
19:08Eh?
19:09What's that?
19:10Huh?
19:11Huh?
19:12Huh?
19:13Oh, Mr. Sowerberry says, what?
19:14Huh?
19:15I was, uh...
19:16I was saying, Twist...
19:18You're a sneak.
19:19Yeah.
19:20A sneak.
19:21And you'll live to be hanged.
19:25Hmm.
19:26Do you hear?
19:27Yeah, and I shall have the pleasure of looking on.
19:29Oh, yeah, I'll be there, I'll be there, I'll be there!
19:30Oh, Lord!
19:33looking on oh yeah i'll be there i'll be there oh lord this is chicken art is he listen to this
19:46workhouse workhouse how's your mother
19:53she's dead she's what speak up she's dead oh oh dead is she and don't you say nothing about her
20:03what's she die of she's broken up old sally told me i know what must be to die that
20:12oh told her roll the roll right old fairy workhouse
20:18what's that you snivelling now then hey not you don't think oh oh not me eh no not you yeah that's
20:27enough don't say nothing more to me about her better not i better not whoa better not workhouse
20:35don't you be impudent and your mother too she was a nice and she was oh lord workhouse you know your
20:46mother was a downright bad what did you say yeah a regular downright bad workhouse in fact it's a
20:55great deal better workhouse that she died when she did i thought she was put in prison or transported
21:01or hung
21:14Mrs! Oliver's gone mad!
21:16Oh!
21:17You can't go mad!
21:19You can't go mad!
21:21No!
21:22Mace!
21:23Mace!
21:24Mace!
21:25Under the stairs!
21:26Let me go!
21:27Let me go!
21:29Let me go!
21:31Let me go!
21:33Run for Mr. Bumble!
21:35He's turned vicious, yes?
21:37First he tried to murder Mrs. Charlotte,
21:39and then he tried to murder Mrs.
21:41and then he tried to murder me!
21:43Oh, this way, sir!
21:44Oh, pain!
21:45Oh, agony!
21:46Oh!
21:47Don't worry, sir!
21:48Don't worry!
21:49In here!
21:50Here you are, Mrs.
21:51Oh, Lord, Mr. Bumble!
21:54She's gone right off!
21:56I hope this will teach the master not to have any more
21:58of those terrible workouts creatures!
22:00Mr. Bumble!
22:01Mr. Bumble!
22:02Lock him!
22:03Before he keeps that door in!
22:06Lock him!
22:07Senseless!
22:08I'll plug him raw, Mrs.
22:10Oh, please!
22:11Let me go!
22:16Oliver!
22:17Come!
22:19You let me out!
22:20You know this here voice, Oliver!
22:24Yes!
22:27Well, ain't you a feared, sir?
22:29Ain't you a trembling while I speak, sir?
22:32No!
22:33No!
22:34Oh!
22:35No!
22:36Come on!
22:37Let me out!
22:38Let me out!
22:39I dare you!
22:40I dare you!
22:41I dare you!
22:42Mr. Bumble!
22:43I dare you!
22:47Mr. Bumble!
22:49Bumble!
22:50He comes from a bad family.
22:51Excitable natures, Mrs. Sourley.
22:53Both the nurse and the doctor said his mother made her way here
22:56under difficulties and pain that would have killed any well-disposed woman weeks before.
23:00Yes.
23:01He must be lad.
23:02No boy in his senses would speak so to you, Mr. Bumble.
23:05It's not madness, ma'am.
23:07It's meat.
23:08Meat?
23:09Meat, ma'am.
23:10Meat.
23:11You've overfed him.
23:12You've raised an artificial soul and spirit in him, ma'am.
23:15If you kept the boy on gruel, this would never have happened.
23:18Yes.
23:19This is what comes of being liberal.
23:22Well, I must not demean myself by touching him, Mrs.
23:25A beetle must not demean himself so.
23:28But listen to that, Mr. Bumble.
23:29Ignore it, ma'am.
23:30Leave him.
23:31Leave him in the cellar till he's starved down a little.
23:34And then you may teach him his duty.
23:37And no mercy, ma'am.
23:44Mr. Sowerberry shall deal with him.
23:49Out!
23:50Out, you!
23:53Oh, Oliver, I am disappointed in you.
23:57If I live to be a hundred, Mrs. Sowerberry never let me forget it.
24:01Sorry, could...
24:02Oh, not a word.
24:04I won't listen.
24:05I know my duty and I intend to do it.
24:09You understand?
24:11Good.
24:13Now get up there!
24:14Up there, you young rascal!
24:17You're a nice young fellow, aren't you?
24:29He called my mother names.
24:30Well, what if he did, you ungrateful wretch?
24:31She deserved what he said, and worse!
24:32She didn't!
24:33She did!
24:34It's a lie!
24:35What are you waiting for, Mr. Sowerberry?
24:36What are you waiting for, Mr. Sowerberry?
24:37How dare you speak to Mrs. Sowerberry like that!
24:39Sir?
24:40Sir?
25:11Harder, Sowerberry.
25:12Harder!
25:13Harder!
25:14Ha!
25:15Ha!
25:16Ha!
25:17Ha!
25:18Ha!
25:19Ha!
25:20Ha!
25:21Ha!
25:22Ha!
25:23Ha!
25:24Ha!
25:25Now into the shop.
25:26Sweep out.
25:27Tend your business.
25:28Or there'll be another drubbing.
25:29Bread and water for the next two days.
25:41If I hear one word out of him, he'll get nothing and starve!
25:59Mm-hm.
26:00Come on, Aunt.
26:01I'll be right back.
26:06I'll be right back.
26:09Come on.
26:39Come on.
27:09The cunning little devil.
27:14You are sure he's not in the house?
27:17Oh, you fool.
27:18He's taken all his things, everyone.
27:21The cash box.
27:22Nothing's missing.
27:42I fear we may have acted too sternly, my dear.
27:45Fool!
27:46You weak fool!
27:54Sir, may I be of assistance to you, sir?
27:58You have a boy here.
28:05A boy?
28:06A boy named Oliver Twist.
28:09Who may you be, sir?
28:11What do you know of Oliver Twist?
28:14The workhouse master told me he was here.
28:16I may not say why, but I have an interest in establishing his whereabouts.
28:20Indeed, sir.
28:22And so have we.
28:24What, sir?
28:24The boy is in your charge.
28:26He fled, sir.
28:27This very morning.
28:28After all we've done for him and spent on him, he'll be hanged yet.
28:33Hang?
28:35Sir, would you not tell us who you are?
28:38What is your interest in the boy?
28:42Go on, you say.
28:45On this very morning.
28:49Sir?
28:57Oh!
28:58Never mind him!
29:01Fetch Noah!
29:02Rouse the parish officers!
29:04Send after the boy!
29:05It's not too late to catch him!
29:09Hmm.
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