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BOY: Floy! Wait for me!

CAPTAIN CUTTLE: Let me refill your glass.

Thank you.

Captain Cuttle, do you think you could think favourably

-of that proposition of mine? - Eh?

And give me the pleasure of your acquaintance?

Well, I don't like to be disobliging on that there point,

but the matter of the fact is, I don't, er...know you.

Oh... Ah, but, Captain, you never can know me

unless you give me the pleasure of your acquaintance.

Aye, well said, m'lad. And true.

Look here, you've given me to understand as you admire a certain sweet creature.

Captain Cuttle, admiration is not the word.

If I could be transmigrated into Miss Dombey's dog,

I should never leave off wagging my tail! (LAUGHS)

Oh, I should be so perfectly happy, Captain.

M'lad, if you're in earnest...

In earnest, Captain! I...

I have such a dreadful weight here.

I feel night and day exactly as if someone was sitting upon me.

- Like I say, lad, if you are in earnest... - Oh, yes, yes.

...then you're an object of clemency.

And clemency is the brightest jewel in the crown of a Briton's head,

for which you'll overhaul the constitution as laid down in Rule Britannia.

Stand by.

If you and me is to keep another's company...

Oh, yes, if you please, Captain.

...then that there creature's name must never be named nor referred to.

I don't know what harm might have been caused before now

by naming of it too free...

Thereby I brings up shod.

Oh... Captain, I cannot help thinking about Miss Dombey.

Brother, a man's thoughts is like the winds.

And nobody can answer to them for certain.

Is it a treaty as to words?

Oh... Oh, well, as to words, I think I can bind myself.

And here's my hand on it.

Oh! Oh, Captain! I'm much obliged to you.

- And now you'll be wanting to get ashore. - What?

Oh, yes, yes.

Yes, I really must go. I am most obliged to you.

Oh! (CHUCKLES)

I'm sure it's of no consequence at all.

Oh... Well, good day to you.

Good day, now. Good day to you. Good day.

- Captain, sir? - Aye?

- I'm a-going, Captain, if you please. - Going? Where are you going?

What? Didn't you know I was going to leave you, Captain?

If you could provide yourself soon, Captain, perhaps tomorrow,

it'd be a great convenience to me.

So, you're going to desert your colours, are you, my lad?

'Ere, Captain, don't you go a-calling me names.

Well, it's hard on a cove if he can't give lawful warning

without being called a deserter.

- Got yourself another berth, have you? - Maybe I will have.

And maybe you'll have heard of such a thing as a rope's end.

No, Captain. I never heard of such an article!

Well, it's my belief you'll know more about it pretty soon

if you don't keep a bright look-out.

I can read your signals, my lad.

You may go.

Oh! I'm to go now, am I?

Well, remember that, Captain. You sent me off on your own accord,

and you're not going to stop any of my wages, Captain!

Cos I gave you a lawful warning!

(SHOP DOOR BELL JANGLES)

(KNOCK ON DOOR)

Come in.

By gad, ma'am, what's this?

They told JB you were ill.

As anybody can see, it's stuff of nonsense.

Lies, ma'am. Damned lies.

Edith, who is this person?

Bagstock, ma'am! JB.

Old Joe Bagstock. Joseph. Your slave, ma'am.

Well, here's the man and here are the Bagstock bellows!

I won't have visitors!

A little repose is what I require. (GIGGLES)

No odious brutes must approach me till I've shaken off this...numbness.

- Edith? - Yes, Mother?

- The doctor... - He will be here at three o'clock, Mother.

Rose-coloured cuflains. - What, Mother?

Always rose-coloured curtains for doctors. (CHUCKLES)

Kind to the complexion.

I'll have the curtains changed, then.

Mrs Dombey. I beg leave to have a few words with you.

Tomorrow.

Madam, you mistake your position.

I'm used to choose my own times, not to have them chosen for me.

I think you scarcely understand who and what I am.

I think that I understand you very well.

Your conduct does not please me, madam.

I have taken occasion to request that it may be corrected.

- I now insist on it. - You insist? To me?

Madam, I have made you my wife.

You bear my name.

I will not say that the world in general may think you honoured by your marriage to me.

But I will say that I am accustomed to insist to my connections and dependants.

- Which you may be pleased to consider me. - I do.

And you are too expensive, madam.

You are extravagant.

You waste a deal of money in cultivating a kind of society that is useless to me,

and I have to insist that these expenditures will cease.

And you will understand distinctly that I am to be deferred to and obeyed.

A moment, if you please.

An establishment such as this, which you choose to preside over,

in name only, Mrs Dombey, must have a competent head.

Now, Mr Carker has been so good as to...

"has been so good as to go to Brighton

to secure the services of a Mrs Pipchin,

to whom I once entrusted the care of... my late son.

Mrs Pipchin will henceforth act as my housekeeper.

As you please.

You seemed displeased when I mentioned the name of Mr Carker.

I dislike him.

Then I hope you will not make it necessary for me to entrust Mr Carker

with any message of my displeasure or remonstrance.

You would not dare!

I assure you I would not scruple to avail myself of his services if I saw occasion!

One moment.

You have shown to me and to everyone around us

that you think I am graced and distinguished by our marriage.

I do not think so!

You bear the name of Dombey, madam!

Did I ever tempt you to seek my hand?

Did I ever use any an to win you?

I will not enter into any such discussion.

Do you think I loved you? Was there ever any pretence of love in our bargain,

on your side or upon mine?

These questions are wide of the purpose.

I feel no tenderness towards you.

You know that.

You would care nothing for it if I did or could.

But we are linked together.

In the course of time, we might yet share some kind of friendship.

I will try to hope so if you will make the endeavour also.

Will you?

Will you at least try, as I shall?

Madam, I cannot entertain any proposal

of such an extraordinary nature.

You have my ultimatum, madam. I request that you attend to it.

Damme, sir, there's no use in disguising a fact.

Joe is blunt, sir. That's his nature.

If you take old Josh at all, you take him as you find him.

Dombey, your wife's mother is on the move.

I fear that Mrs Skewton is shaken.

Shaken, Dombey. Smashed.

With the proper attention, however, may do much yet.

Don't you believe it, sir.

She never wrapped up enough.

Damme, if a man don't wrap up, he's got nothing to fall back on.

But some people will die. Damme, they will!

They're obstinate.

Well? What is it you have to sell?

Only this.

I sold myself long ago.

MRS BROWN: (SCOFFS) My lady, don't believe her.

She loves to talk like that.

She's my handsome and undutiful daughter

who loves to reproach me after all I've done.

I've seen you before.

Oh, yes, my lady.

Way down in Warwickshire,

when you wouldn't give me nothing.

But the gentleman, he give me something, bless him.

Edith, give her money.

I'm sure this is an excellent woman and a good mother.

Oh, yes, my lady. Yes.

And treated undutifully enough, as I have been.

You're a very good old creature,

full of...what is it, and all that.

You're all affection and et cetera, aren't you?

Yes, my lady.

Thank you, pretty lady. Bless you.

Come, Edith. Take me home. I feel not well.

She's a handsome woman.

But good looks won't save her.

And neither will her pride.

Who is it? Edith?

What is it, Mother?

The stone arm!

The stone arm raised to strike me! Do you see it?

There's nothing but your fancy.

- Oh. Don't you see it? - Believe me, there's nothing.

- Could I be calm and yet see such a thing? - It's a stone arm,

a pan of a figure on some tomb.

There. In the corner.

(SHRIEKS)

Mother? Mother!

Yes...

I...nursed...you.

Mother. Can you hear me?

Can you remember one day before I was married?

I told you then the past was at an end between us.

I say so now, again.

(\NHIMPERS)

(SHOP DOOR BELL JANGLES)

Ahoy there, shipmate!

Bunsby!

What cheer, my lad, what cheer?

Shipmate Heady! Heady!

Jack Bunsby! Here y'are!

A man as can give an opinion

as is brighter than diamonds.

And what I says I stands to.

Whereby? Why not? If so, what odds?

Can any man say otherwise?

No!

Awash then .

Bunsby, I'll not steer around why I asked you aboard at this hour.

When Sol Gills cast himself adrift from here,

he left a packet, this packet,

with word that I was to open it a year from that day if I had no tidings of him.

Well, Bunsby, the day is here!

Today's the day the year's gone by.

And I'd be much obliged if you'd stand witness.

Aye, that's me and me name's...

...Jack Bunsby?

Ah...

Open?

The last will and testament of Solomon Gills.

Letter for Ned Cuttle?

Read?

"My dear Ned Cuttle.

When I left home for the...West Indies..."

(INHALES)

"..in search of of my dear boy Walter,

I knew that if you are acquainted with my plan,

you will prevent me, so I kept it secret.

If you ever read this letter, Ned, I am likely to be dead.

I have little hope that my poor boy will ever read these

or that you will ever see his face again."

Oh, no! No more. No more.

There he lays all his days.

♪ In the Bay of Biscay, O! ♪

Sssh!

(SNIFFLES)

"I enclose my last will.

My wish is that, if living, Walter should have what little there may be.

And if, as I fear otherwise,

that you should have it.

God bless you. Solomon Gills."

Bunsby, what do you make of this?

You're a man as has had his head broke open from infancy upwards

and has got a new opinion into it at every seam as has been opened.

Well?

If so be as he's dead,

my opinion is, he won't come back no more.

Stand by.

If so be as he's alive, my opinion is, he will.

Do I say he will? No.

Why not?

Because the bearing of this observation

relies on the application on it.

Bunsby,

you carries a weight of mind easy,

as would swamp one of my tonnage soon.

But in regard to this here will,

I don't mean to take no steps towards the property, except to...

Captain Cuttle!

(GASPS)

It's her! I've foundered!

Ohh, Captain Cuttle!

Captain Cuttle, do you dare to look me in the face

and not be struck down?

Stand by.

Oh, I was a weak and trusting fool when I took you under my roof.

Think of all the benefits I have showered on that man,

when there ain't a housekeeper, no, nor a lodger in our street

don't know that I have lost money by him,

and his guzzlings and his muzzlings.

And I kept my poor place so clean

that an individual might have ate his dinner, yes, and his tea too,

if he was so disposed, off any one of the floors or stairs,

in spite of all his guzzlings and muzzlings,

such was the care and pains bestowed on him.

And he runs away

and he keeps away a 12-month from a woman!

Such is his conscience!

Oh, a pretty son of man is Captain Cuttle

to take on for, and to lose sleep for,

and to go up and down the blessed town like a madwoman,

asking questions after!

Oh, a pretty son of man!

And, Captain Cuttle, I wish to know if you're a-coming home.

I wish to know if you're a-coming home, sir!

I-| Will, but...

I Aye, aye, aye

IAwast, my lass, awast ♪

And who might you be, if you please?

Did you ever lodge at number nine, Brig Place, sir?

No, sir, not with me, I think.

(SOOTHING) Come, come, my lass.

Awash awasfl.!

No, Bunsby! No!

How dare you!

Awash awasfl.!

(\NHIMPERS)

For why? Which way?

If so, why not?

Therefore, Captain Cuttle,

- I'm going to act as convoy home. -(SHE WHIMPERS)

Well, I'm scuppered!

(HOOVES CLOP)

Mr Toots! You're here?

Er...l called to leave my card. It is of no consequence.

- I will see you at dinner, Florence. - Yes, Mama.

How do you do, Miss Dombey? Thank you, I'm very well indeed.

- I hope you are the same. - I'm very well, Mr Toots.

- Oh, Miss Dombey! - Yes, Mr Toots?

If you were...me to...if...

If I was to...

without any encouragement at all...

If I was to hope, you know...

- To hope, Mr Toots? - Miss Dombey, I...

I'm in such a state of adoration of you, I do not know what to do.

If we were in the drawing room and not where the servants could see us,

I would go down on my knees

and I would beg and entreat of you, without any...encouragement at all,

-just to let me hope that I might... - Mr Toots!

...hope that I might think it possible that you...

Oh, if you please, don't! Pray don't, Mr Toots. Stop, if you please.

As a kindness and a pleasure to me, don't.

You've been so good to me,

and I have such reason to like you for being a kind friend,

that I am sure you're only going to say goodbye.

I beg your pardon?

Oh! Oh, yes. Yes, indeed, Miss Dombey. That is exactly what I meant.

- Goodbye. - Hm? Oh...

Good bye.

I hope you won't think anything about it at all.

It's not of the least consequence in the world.

So, you have left your situation and come to me.

If you ever find me out, sir, doing anything against your wishes, sir,

I'd give you leave to kill me.

You dog! That's nothing to what I'd do to you if you tried to deceive me.

You have been used to eavesdropping. Know what that means?

Listening, sir.

- Beware of that here, boy. - I will, sir.

(KNOCK ON DOOR)

If not, you're a lost rascal. Start earning your keep. See who that is.

- Well... - I thought we might ride to the city together.

I never thought to see you here, I'm sure.

This is an extraordinary day in my calendar. Be seated, sir.

Bring a fresh cup. Quick.

Quite a tasteful place you have here, Carker.

You can afford to say so. Thank you.

Indeed, anyone might say so.

As far as it goes, it is a very commodious and well-arranged place, quite elegant.

Perhaps to you who are so far removed, it really does look better than it is.

Just as monarchs imagine attractions in the lives of beggars.

Do sit down.

Allow me to ask how Mrs Dombey is.

Mrs Dombey is quite well, thank you.

Which reminds me of some conversation that I wish to have with you.

Robin, you may leave us.

- You don't remember that boy, of course? - No.

He's one of that family from whom you took a nurse - Mrs Toodle.

Perhaps you may remember having charged yourself with his education?

He does it little credit.

Being unable to obtain employment, he conceived he had a claim on you.

- What? - So I took him into my service.

Although my connection with your affairs is merely of a business character...

I am sensible, Carker, that you do not limit your...

Service?

I prefer to say your regard to mere business relations.

And I am obliged to you.

Your allusion is apposite, for what I was beginning to say

involves more personal confidence on my part than I have hitherto given.

I will not say how honoured I am.

Mrs Dombey and I do not appear to understand each other yet.

Mrs Dombey has something to learn.

Where there is affection, duty and respect, little mistakes are soon set right.

But of course your displeasure is no light matter.

- As you say. - We in the City know that only too well.

Carker, I wish you to go to Mrs Dombey as mymconfidential agent.

There are certain opinions of mine with which she must be acquainted.

- Through me? - Through you, Carker.

I fear that Mrs Dombey does not regard me with favourable interest.

Does that matter?

I presume that I am the first consideration.

Oh, can there be a doubt about it?

You will please to say to Mrs Dombey

that her show of devotion towards my daughter

is disagreeable to me.

It is likely to be noticed.

It is likely to induce people to contrast Mrs Dombey

in her relation towards my daughter

with Mrs Dombey in her relation towards me.

You will let her know plainly that I object to it

and that I expect her to defer immediately to my objection.

I will have submission.

Aye...

Does Mrs Dombey know that I am to be your messenger?

- Yes. Yes, of course. I've told her so. - Then, pardon me,

but am I correct in thinking that by making me the organ of your displeasure,

you intend to humble the lady's pride?

I am not accustomed, Carker, to give close reasons for any form of conduct

that I think proper to adopt.

You will merely be good enough to convey my message and bring me no reply.

Mrs Dombey must be informed that what I say is final.

-It will be as you request. - As I instruct.

Will it suit you if we leave now for the City?

I have engagements to attend to.

Oh, yes, yes. By all means.

- Look out! -(HORSE WHINNIES)