(PIP WINCING)
Do you not want it?
SERGEANT: Varmint non pareil as they say.
Bound for the end of the world now.
Perhaps you like Estella,
will be extraordinary.
Why would I, would be friends with you.
I thought you might be lonely.
Missus!
Do you not think, Pip, that Estella is beautiful?
Pip 'as a fortune?
The owner of this handsome property also desires that Mr Pirrip
immediately go to London.
Where he is to live as a young fellow of great expectations.
(HORSE NEIGHING)
(INDISTINCT TALKING)
COACHMAN : London and Inns of Courts.
-Thank you. -Sir.
(BELL TOLLING)
-Where is Mr Jaggers' office? -I'm first. I'm first!
I have been waiting longer than anybody.
-JAGGERS: Amelia, I have told you over -I'm first!
and over, I know enough of your husband to keep him from the drop.
I do not want to know the truth, the law does not require it!
And you, sir, must pay Wemmick the full cost.
Only then can be discussed the mitigation of your circumstances.
I can pay you double. If you will be for my brother, I can pay you double.
It is too late.
I am already on the other side of the floor.
You are against him?
Follow.
-Mr Jaggers. . . -Mr Jaggers. . .
Follow.
JAGGERS: So the young gentleman of expectations arrives in London.
Every Friday,
you and other young men of means,
for whose families I provide the function of guardian,
will come here to receive your allowance for that week.
Are you listening?
Yes, Mr Jaggers.
This will continue until you come of age and receive your fortune,
which will may carefully preserve for posterity
or squander inside a calendar month.
At that point, you may do as you will,
because you're no longer under my charge. Until then. . .
You do as I say.
What's for lunch?
A kidney pie, Mr Jaggers. The gravy is nice and fragrant.
Rooms have been arranged for you at Barnard's Inn,
where you're to share with young Mr Pocket.
Herbert Pocket?
Mr Pocket has been engaged to help habituate you to your new life.
Mr Jaggers, this can't be right, Herbert's related to Miss Havisham. . .
The proviso, Pip.
You do not discuss or speculate as to the identity of your benefactor,
until they themselves reveal their identity
at your majority or very soon after.
-I know, but. . . -But nothing.
Young Mr Pocket is been cut off from his family.
He is Mr Wemmick's suggestion.
If it proves unsatisfactory, we will endeavour to find someone
more suitable.
Mr Wemmick will give you the first instalment of your allowance.
Be prudent with it. Do not fall into debt.
-Questions? -(SNAPPING FINGERS)
I wonder if Miss Havisham have told you when Estella might be coming to London.
Why on earth would I be furnished with
the details of that young lady's itinerary?
-I just thought. . . -Do not think, Pip.
It never leads to anywhere edifying.
Back to the Bailey!
What's that head, Mr Wemmick?
One lost to the drop. The cast taken when he was fresh down.
Why does Mr Jaggers keep it?
It was the man's request.
He ended up in the common pit.
No marker, no stone to say he'd ever existed.
And he was one of the best at his trade, until the law did for him.
He wanted to be remembered. Jaggers honoured his final wish.
-It's horrible. -It is his sentinel.
Memento mori.
Sign here, please.
WEMMICK: Mike!
Show Mr Pip the way to Barnard's Inn and introduce him to the watchman.
It's not Mr Pip. It's just Pip.
It's in the proviso. Just Pip.
Just Pip?
(CHILDREN LAUGHING)
New one for you.
Put your hand in your pocket and give the man some money.
WATCHMAN : Number two, sir.
I guessed it was you.
Once Mr Jaggers had said where you're from,
there was a connection to Satis House, I was certain.
You do remember me, don't you?
-I hit you. -(LAUGHING) Rather hard if I recall.
I'd like to apologise for my contemptible behaviour that day.
Something about that house, it brings out the very worst in people.
I more than asked to receive a bloody nose.
I can assure you, I am a much changed man.
Though I understand if you're not comfortable.
It's just you knew me before, and...
And I don't want before to follow me here.
I don't want before to follow me either.
Let's start again.
Every gentleman is a member of a club. The Finches is one of the best.
I keep expecting to be turned away.
You have every right to be here.
They're grateful you've set foot on their carpet.
(LAUGHING NERVOUSLY) Sorry.
Mr Jaggers said you had been cut off. Why?
I met a girl.
Clara.
And when my parents found out that her family who were of no significance,
they forbade any further association.
So I defied their judgement.
And am in consequence quite cut off. Not a penny.
So now I look about me.
-You look about you? -Er, for employment.
To support Clara and the many children we will have,
when I can afford for us to marry.
And in the interim, Mr Wemmick is kind enough
to suggest ways, in which I can...
Make myself useful.
-WAITER: Your wine, sir. -Thank you.
Herbert.
You haven't asked how I came by my good fortune.
Well, I gather there are legal conditions.
One can't help but draw conclusions.
You must have made a great impression at Satis House.
You don't mind?
Pip, the last person I liked to have influence over my life is Miss Havisham.
-But, if it's what you want... -It is.
And I am very happy for you.
With this hand on, on my, on my waist.
Very lightly, Pip, no gripping, no grasping.
And you take the other hand. Like so. . .
Gently, Pip, this is not a knuckle crushing competition.
And. . .
One, two, three. . . One, two, three. . .
One. . . My foot. (LAUGHING)
Two, three, my foot again. (LAUGHING)
(LAUGHING) Three. . .
One, two, three. Elbow, two, three.
-Ow. -Two, three. (LAUGHING)
(LAUGHING) Backwards and forwards. . .
And then you raise your left hand gracefully, like this.
Left foot and right foot.
And twirl, whoa!
(LAUGHING)
Maybe not quite so hard.
Twirl me.
Ohh, that was not bad at all.
(LAUGHING)
Take one to Mr Denby with my compliments.
WAITER: Of course.
I want to be invited to one of his card games.
This is very expensive, Pip.
This is a crucial part of my education.
We will be more sober next week.
HERBERT: You said that last week.
I'm supposed to be looking about me, I'm so terribly drunk.
And you must try harder with your drunkenness,
and you won't be so terrible at it.
(LAUGHING)
WAITER: This is a gentlemen's club.
GARGERY: You're alive then.
-Us was wondering. -Sir.
You've no call to lay hands on me.
Tell them, Pip.
There, there's no problem here, thank you.
Herbert Pocket.
Would you like to sit down, Mr. .
Gargery.
(INDISTINCT TALKING)
You take some seeking out.
First off, went to that Jaggers.
They told me where you was living, went there, you weren't in, went back,
and they told me you might be here.
I've been all over the place, but found you at last.
Lucky the marshes breeds us determined, eh?
Nothing to say to me, Pip.
Let's go.
Stop running now, can we?
I wasn't running.
You'll want coffee.
-I'll send for some coffee. . . -Don't care about no coffee.
I want to see you.
You look. . . different.
-It's just the suit. -You talk different.
Not a word, Pip.
Not one word to say you're safe, you're well.
I've been very busy. I haven't noticed the time going by.
Well, it has gone by.
Months have passed.
And you is missed.
Forge is empty.
House is empty without you.
I'm sorry, but as you can see, I'm quite well.
Missus lives to hear from you.
Lives for it.
And what else has she got but staring at the wall every day?
-Write to her. -Yes and who would read it?
Pumblechook could read it to her and to me both.
He merely wants to brag about how he gave me my first opportunity.
He is an idiot, let him brag.
-Doesn't do you any hurt. -Does it not?
I will write. When I am less busy.
You're shamed.
Shamed of home.
Shamed of where you come from.
Shamed of me.
Haven't even looked at me proper,
in the eye,
like a man.
You don't understand.
I understand.
You're here, too?
I thought it's just going to be myself and Mr Jaggers.
Oh, no it is, I am just waiting. . . Here she is.
(BELL TOLLING)
Pip, this is my fiancée Clara. Clara, this is Pip.
I am very pleased to meet you at last.
We go to Mr Wemmick's in Walworth for our chess night.
He has me in check, but I am hoping Clara can get me out of it.
Chess nights with Mr Wemmick? I didn't know you had chess nights.
To Walworth, uh, there are sausages for supper,
and rhubarb pie with rhubarb from my own garden.
And then Herbert, I shall take your king in three moves.
Now we shall see about that, Mr Wemmick.
(LAUGHING) I sense a humiliating defeat.
(ALL LAUGHING)
Pip, Mr Jaggers is waiting for you. Mike, mind the shop.
-Come on, you two. -I won't be late.
I have some delicious hedgerow wine, Herbert, if you can keep a clear head.. .
Still no sign.
Nah, none, Mr Jaggers.
You're early, Pip.
Well, no matter, since my previous appointment failed to appear.
Follow.
I apologise. It's just, I saw Estella's name.
Miss Havisham, Senior.
They have the same name? But I thought Estella was adopted.
She is.
Then how is it that they have the same name?
I can understand the Havisham but Estella was surely not born with the. . .
How insatiably curious you are about those two ladies.
Curiosity is natural under the circumstances.
Curiosity killed the cat and nature can be most brutal. Sit!
This is a very kind invitation, Mr Jaggers.
Kindness has nothing to do with it.
I am obliged as guardian, to meet with those in my care.
And send reports as to how they do.
And what would you say of me?
I would scarcely have known you.
(FOOTSTEPS APPROACHING)
Thank you, Molly.
(DOOR CLOSING)
You have a lot of unpaid bills.
I don't.
I mean, I do but they are not unpaid, they are just. . .
Not paid yet, but they will.
You have bills at your club, with your tailor, bills of furniture.
-A pianoforte. -Yes.
Your allowance is plentiful. Be more prudent.
Mr Jaggers, you're little unfair,
you say the allowance is plentiful, but it isn't going. . .
I do not recall inviting you to enter a plea of mitigation.
But it's true. You have to write report to my benefactor and she. . .
My benefactor, whoever they may be, needs to know that I am making
improvements, that I am changing. And if I stay within my allowance,
then I shouldn't improve or change at all, so. . .
All my expenses are very reasonable and necessary.
Debt is debt and you are being profligate.
I have already advocated caution
and I am not in the habit of repeating myself.
And you are very late, Mr Drummle.
I am, aren't I?
Mike will let you out.
Who are you?
I am Pip.
Pip?
I left my glove.
JAGGERS: It is time you stopped acting like a child
and started behaving like a gentleman.
There have been too many regrettable and unpleasant incidents.
There's the threat of charges being brought
DRUMMLE: Throw some coins at the charges and they will disappear.
For heaven's sake, Jaggers, don't bother me with such trifles.
You will learn to curb your excesses, Mr Drummle.
Or I will write your father, and wash my hands of you.
I lost my glove.
Thank you, Molly.
MISS HAVISHAM : "My dear Pip,
"I wonder if you might visit me.
"Estella is returned
"and requires an escort to Richmond.
"And I am keen to see your transformation, first hand."
Pip!
How very handsome you look.
Thank you, Miss Havisham.
I was not expecting you so soon.
I thought that you might want to visit your people.
But, of course, what was fit company for you once
is not fit now.
As is only right.
Here is Estella.
Well!
Look at you both !
Not quite the finished articles. But...
You will be soon.
And I shall be very proud.
ESTELLA: Goodbye, Mother.
I will write.
And you will respond promptly.
Of course.
Miss Havisham, if I may be so bold,
your gatekeeper, Dolge Orlick.
-What of him? -I know him.
He is not trustworthy.
He should not be allowed the care of a lady.
How very vigilant you are on my behalf.
Almost proprietorial.
He will be dismissed and someone else found.
Miss Havisham.
(WHIMPERING SOFTLY)
(HORSE NEIGHING)
Weren't my last words to you not to come back here.
To forget about this house and everyone in it.
There was a change in my circumstances. A very great change.
So I can see.
-Who do you stay with in Richmond? -A Mrs Brandley.
She is to be my chaperone.
One more stranger, given the charge of me.
I am happy there'll be one familiar face.
I hope we shall be together often.
HERBERT: I am starting to despair.
It seems that every bank and insurer, in fact every business in London,
is getting on fine without me.
Herbert, you know if you need anything, you only have to ask.
I want to work. I want to marry.
At the moment, all I am doing is proving my family right,
that I would never make a thing of myself without them.
I'm sorry, Pip.
I am being very miserable. (LAUGHING)
It's a special occasion.
I have something to tell you. I have kept it to myself.
But I can't any longer.
I am in love.
That's very good news. Does the lady have a name?
Estella. I am in love with Estella.
Why would you not be happy for me?
That house, does it not feel haunted to you?
Poisoned somehow?
If Miss Havisham tries to keep her fiancé's memories alive,
I don't call that poison, I call that love.
Compeyson didn't die
It would have been better if he had. He was a conman, Pip.
He asked Miss Havisham to settle money on him.
A great deal of money.
On the day of the wedding, he sent her a note.
He was never seen again. He jilted her.
And a little while after,
it was heard she had adopted a little girl.
That day we met, I heard your father say something about Estella that...
No one knows who she is.
Well, we were told that she was the orphaned child of friends.
No friends anyone had ever heard of.
And is that why you're not happy for me because. . .
No one knows where Estella's from?
-Herbert, I expected better from you. -No, that's not it, at all.
Compeyson's betrayal hangs around Satis House like a curse.
It festers and Miss Havisham lets it fester.
Estella has grown up with that,
surrounded by its influence, every single day.
-It's not. . . -You do not know Estella.
I love her and when I reach my majority, we will be married.
Just tread carefully. Pip, please be cautious.
Everyone is telling me to be cautious these day.
I'm sick of caution.
Quite right, Pip, caution is very boring. Pocket.
Drummle.
You know each other?
We schooled together, didn't we, Herbert? (SCOFFS)
Goodbye.
(ICE CUBES CLINKING)
Dear old empty Pocket!
Wonder if he didn't cut himself off from his family for some girl,
in order to make himself the tiniest bit memorable.
(SNICKERS)
Where did you school, Pip?
-Privately, at home. -Lucky you.
I appear to be drinking all of your champagne.
How fearfully rude of me!
Yes, well, we'll get another. It'll be my pleasure.
I do like new people.
(SOFT SNORING)
(DOOR OPENING)
(DOOR CLOSING)
Mr Wemmick?
It's not the day for your allowance.
I know. I wanted to speak to you on a private matter.
Well, make an appointment with the clerks to see Mr Jaggers.
This isn't something I'd wish to discuss with Mr Jaggers.
-I thought you'd be more suitable. -No one more suitable than Jaggers.
Well, if you would just hear me out, we can have luncheon at my club.
Luncheon? I'm too busy for lunch, not at your club or anyone else.
Well then, I'd be happy to come to Walworth
when you have more leisure to listen.
Make an appointment with the clerks.
Now, you'll excuse me, I have urgent business to conduct.
You really don't like me very much, do you, Mr Wemmick?
I don't know who you are.
MAN : (YELLING) I'll kill you, you filthy animal !
MAN : Down there.
WEMMICK: And what will happen to your property when you're dropped? Hmm?
Pondering your immortal soul.
(CHUCKLES) And how you'll explain yourself to the Almighty.
That's all very well but these chickens need water, grain, a coop.
You're condemned but those chickens can be saved if you bequeath them to me.
-MAN : Okay -Ah! (LAUGHING) Yeah.
They'll join my flock at Walworth and be well looked after.
I wish you a good ending.
The ropeman is Noakes. He ties a strong knot.
(CHICKENS CLUCKING)
What are you doing here?
If I must follow you to Newgate to have an audience with you, I will.
-Did you just take his chickens? -I accepted his bequest
and he has no further need of them.
What is this matter then?
Well, Herbert still hasn't found a situation.
That is because he requires capital to buy into a firm.
Capital that Herbert doesn't have.
Yeah, but I do, or I will have.
Mr Wemmick, I want to use my expectations to help Herbert
but it has to be completely secret and I don't know how to go about it.
So, I. . . I thought of you.
I would counsel very strongly against such help being given.
Such dissolution of your portable property
is most ill-advised. Do you see these?
(CHICKENS CLUCKING)
You see these?
These are all part of my portable property
and I do not give one piece of it away.
Nor should you, yours.
And this is the advice of Mr Wemmick, Jaggers' chief clerk?
It is.
And what does the Mr Wemmick, who grows his own rhubarb at Walworth say?
They're a firm of shipping insurers, venerable and well respected.
Herbert had written to them sometime ago.
That'll be perfect for him but how will they explain
why they're giving him this opportunity when he's penniless?
No, I've thought of that. Our Mr Clarriker will tell Herbert
that he was touched by his obvious passion for ships
and wants to support a young man looking to strike out on his own
without the cushion of family money.
-PIP: Oh, it's a terrible lie! -For a very good cause!
I've rather enjoyed my mission, a cloak and dagger without the dagger.
Oh, the capital required is £500.
Can you pay a portion of that from what is in my allowance?
I can but what will you live on?
I'm going to inherit a fortune, Mr Wemmick, a fortune.
Money is not a concern.
Tell Clarriker's they'll receive the full amount on my majority.
But they understand Herbert must never know?
They're a business.
As long as they get their capital, they'll have to abide by any conditions.
I shall set about closing the deal.
Seems not everything in this world is venal.
-Mrs Brandley. -My dear.
The whirligig of the season is upon us once more.
-And these are your daughters? -Yes.
-Such beauties! -Thank you.
Surely, you're not nervous?
Well, I'm sick of being looked at.
I'm sick of being evaluated.
And the women are the very worst.
None of them can hold a candle to you, Estella.
Not at all. May I introduce Mr Pirrip and Miss Estella Havisham.
-Ladies. -BOTH : Mr Pirrip.
Miss Havisham, I've called several times but you're always indisposed.
Have I insulted you? I don't know what I've done.
You're making a spectacle of yourself, sir.
-Did you see that? -I did.
The bidding will be very fierce this year.
Mama, this is not going well, Mama.
Mr Pirrip, you are being much admired.
(WOMEN CHATTING INDISTINCTLY)
Do take an interest.
Or their doting mama will be most offended.
(WOMEN MURMURING)
I'm flattered by their interest but I am clearly escorting another lady.
This is a market, Mr Pirrip. All the stock must be assessed.
(WOMEN SPEAKING INDISTINCTLY)
-We're friends. -Indeed.
He's quite the bachelor du jour.
A baronet, will inherit the title and the estate.
Breeding, bloodlines and proven provenance.
You said you and Mr Drummle were friends. I wonder.
-Drummle? -Pip?
You've been seeing my tailor. We could almost be twins.
How charming to see you again, Miss Havisham.
ESTELLA: Excuse me.
(SIGHING WISTFULLY)
I wondered if we might talk later.
We could go to Finches.
Oh, I think we can do better than Finches.
I'm going to my other club tonight. You'll like it there, Pip.
We're both gentlemen, are we not?
-We are, yes. -Then speak freely.
There's an understanding between myself and Miss Estella Havisham.
There has been for some years.
I would not wish for you to become attached
and then be disappointed.
Well, that's very decent of you to let me know, Pip.
Very decent, indeed.
Glad you understand.
Pip. What sort of a name is Pip?
Who calls a man "Pip?" Pippity Pip!
(DOOR OPENING)
WOMAN : Gentlemen.
(DOOR CLOSING)
DRUMMLE: Her and her.
You like to spend, don't you? So spend.
You can have what you like and no one cares.
Whatever your impulses demand.
DRUMMLE: No?
I shouldn't be here.
Oh, dear! Ladies, it seems my friend Pippy is a virgin.
-WOMAN : Oh ! -(ALL LAUGHING)
Poor little virgin. He doesn't know what to do!
Just copy me, Pippy.
Isn't that how you get by? Isn't that how you pass?
By throwing money around and copying me Pippity, Pippity Pip?
-Stop calling me that! -I know exactly what you are.
You're not one of us. And you know I know, don't you, Pip?
(FOOTSTEPS APPROACHING)
Who's there?
(DOG BARKING)
How well do you know Bentley Drummle?
You should not worry about Mr Drummle.
He'll not get a moment's joy from me.
He's not what he says he is.
None of us are.
Not you. Not me.
Estella, do you remember anything about your life before Satis House?
I'm not sure.
(MRS BRADLEY SNORING)
(SIGHS)
(GASPS)
(SIGHING)
(GASPS)
(PEOPLE SPEAKING INDISTINCTLY)
I know it was you.
I'll never say.
Thank you, Pip. You're a good, good friend.
Go and congratulate him.
(PEOPLE SPEAKING INDISTINCTLY)
(INAUDIBLE)
MISS HAVISHAM: Estella, at last. Why did you not come sooner?
I've been waiting and waiting.
Look? See, I keep them all. I read them over and over
but they are not detailed enough, Estella, not detailed.
Should I not at least remove one of my gloves.
I must hear the... Come, come, tell me everything.
I must hear it all. Get him whatever he wants!
(DOOR BANGS SHUT)
MISS HAVISHAM: Read them out loud.
ESTELLA: I don't want to read them. Read them to yourself!
MISS HAVISHAM : The least I deserve is your company after all I've given you !
ESTELLA: I've done all that you've asked for and more.
MISS HAVISHAM: Where are you going? ESTELLA: I'm tired, I want rest.
I've told you everything.
MISS HAVISHAM : Tell me again, what did he look like?
Did he weep? Tell me!
How can you be so cold?
It's what you trained me to be. Leave me alone.
No!
I will not let you leave me!
You will not leave me!
(ESTELLA PLAYING PIANO)
(DOOR OPENING)
(PIANO PLAYING CONTINUES)
Where's Miss Havisham?
She retired early.
There was an argument.
She wants me to love her.
(STOPS PLAYING )
But I cannot.
(SIGHS)
Why?
Because I do not have a heart.
That's not true, Estella.
I know it's not true.
MISS HAVISHAM: Are you a gentleman, yet?
That is for you to tell me, Miss Havisham.
You look the part.
You sound the part.
Your good opinion is all that matters to me, Miss Havisham.
I reach my majority soon.
-(FOOTSTEPS APPROACHING) -Time goes by quickly.
Your destiny approaches.
I will write, as usual, tell you of my progress.
So cold.
I am what you designed me to be.
I am your blade.
You cannot now complain if you also feel the hurt.
(WHIMPERING)
(DOOR OPENING)
Miss Havisham.
(WHIMPERING CONTINUES)
(DOOR CLOSING)
PUMBLECHOOK: "My dear Mr Pip.
"This is your Uncle Pumblechook
"making so bold as to convey with deepest regrets
"that your sister is dead."
(DOOR CLOSES)
Thanks for your help.
PUMBLECHOOK: Sad day,Joe.
(WIND BLOWING)
I'll wait for you.
She had been sinking fast, Mr Pip.
In many ways, it's a blessed relief.
Now, Joe can start working again.
The forge has been completely idle.
Is this, uh, bespoke, Mr Pip? Of course, it's bespoke.
It is the quality way now to only wear bespoke.
What do you mean, working again? The forge idle?
Well, he couldn't run the forge and do everything
your dear sister needed. Not all alone.
You do cut a dash, Mr Pip. (CHUCKLES) A dash, indeed!
I've arranged the wake. Lot of people excited to see you !
In the end, I had to ticket the event. Such was the demand.
I can now get a new pony for the trap. (CHUCKLES)
She was your niece and you charge people to go to her wake.
(STUTTERS) It's what she would have wanted.
Well, we shall see you there, Mr Pip, sir.
Oh, there's a boiled ham and a plum duff.
(SIGHS)
I tried to keep up the house
but just haven't got the touch Missus had.
She was a terror for dust.
Joe, you did everything you could. No man could have done more.
You'll be wanted at the wake.
I'm not going to that.
(SIGHS)
Your room's the same from when you left. Put sheets on the bed.
No. Joe, I can't stay.
I have to get back to London.
I'm taking Estella to a ball, I promised.
(WALTZ MUSIC PLAYING)
(MUSIC STOPS)
(ALL CLAPPING)
May I?
(ALL SPEAKING INDISTINCTLY)
(WOMEN GIGGLING)
(MUSIC PLAYING)
You should move swiftly, Mr Pirrip. He's most taken with her.
And he's very used to getting what he wants.
Then want must be his master.
(MUSIC STOPS)
(ALL CLAPPING)
Ladies.
-Swine herd? Bird scarer? -(MUSIC PLAYING)
To what do you refer?
I'm trying to guess what you did before you got your money.
Do the voice, Pippity Pip.
-What voice? -The voice you had
before you worked so hard to get this one.
Where you from, Pippy? Who are you?
-I'm a gentleman. -Oh, but you're not,
any more than she is a lady.
Something about the pair of you doesn't smell quite right.
But at least she doesn't curdle the milk.
Shepherd or did you pick stems out of the field to earn your meagre crust?
Will you take me to my carriage? I wish to go home.
Miss Havisham.
Pip.
Thank you for rescuing me.
I shall have to try and avoid him in future.
The season will be over
and he will go back to his estate a married man
and you will not have to see him again.
How do you know?
It's the sort of thing I know.
(MUSIC CONTINUES)
We shall be married soon.
Indeed, we shall.
(ALL LAUGHING)
(GLASS CLINKING)
I would like to say a few words.
(CLEARS THROAT)
First of all, I would like to thank Clara's dear Papa
for allowing me to marry his beloved daughter, finally.
(ALL LAUGHING)
I will treasure her, sir.
And I would like to thank you, my friends,
for celebrating with us.
And I would like to thank my wife for marrying me.
And making me the most blessed man in the world.
(ALL CLAPPING)
And. . . And. . . I have an announcement.
Clarriker's are opening a new office in Cairo.
And I have been asked to help set it up. And I've accepted.
So, to friends, to Cairo and to Mrs Clara Pocket.
MAN : Mrs Clara Pocket!
CLARA: Thank you.
HERBERT: Good night.
(CLARA LAUGHING)
Cairo.
That's not the ends of the earth. You can visit.
He's very happy, Pip, as you should be.
You come into your majority tomorrow.
I'll find out the identity of my benefactor.
You will receive your portable property.
No more waiting. Your life will begin in earnest.
(SIGHS) Life begins.
Get out! Get out or I'll strike you!
MAGWITCH : You don't want to do that, Pip.
How do you know my name? Who are you?
You know me, boy.
Abel Magwich.
Don't be scared, I mean you no harm.
What are you doing here? What do you want from me?
I've brought you something.
Something you've been waiting on.
(RUSTLING)
-What's this? -It's your fortune.
Your fortune what was promised.
It's me that done this for you.
It's me that is your benefactor.
You're my gentleman, Pip.
MAGWITCH : It's not how I wanted it, Pip. . .
You should have stayed in New South Wales.
No, I won't let you do it!
He is a lifer who has defied the law. He will hang.
You could have been happy.
(IN PAIN) Oh, don't touch me.
(GRUNTS)
PIP: You know nothing about men, Miss Havisham.
(MISS HAVISHAM SCREAMING)