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David Copperfield
By Charles Dickens

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"Like many fine parents,
I have in my heart of hearts,
A favorite child,
And his name is David Copperfield."
David Copperfield The Younger

Chapter 1:
Mrs. David Copperfield, I think.
Yes.
Miss Trotwood.
You've heard of her, I dare
say? I... I've had that
pleasure.
Now you see her.
Eh, come in.
Don't do
that! Come,
come!
Why, bless my soul, you're a very baby.
I'm old enough to be a widow.
And a mother, if I live.
I'm all a tremble,
I shall die, I'm sure.
Nonsense, have some tea.
Oh, dear me.
David Copperfield was
my favorite nephew.
I'm afraid to admit that
I was mortally offended
When he married without consent of me
to a wet dull, like her.
Of course, I'd never seen you.
Now that there's a child coming,
what will you call your
gal? Perhaps it will be a
boy.
Don't contradict.
I have a presentiment it'll be a girl.
And I shall be her godmother.
She shall be christened Betsey Trotwood
Copperfield.
She must be well brought up.
I shall see to that.
Far better than my impractical Nephew
would have done.
Mr. Copperfield has been dead
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It is cruel of you to speak
unkindly of him to me.
Peggotty... Peg...
My lamb, my lamb, my precious.
I'll fetch the doctor.
Come come come, don't dodder.
Fetch the doctor.
My lamb, my baby,
Peggotty is here, my sweet.
I beg your pardon, ma'am.
I say, I beg your pardon...
I beg your pardon, ma'am.
This is Dr. Chillip.
Dr. Chillip.
I am happy to congratulate you.
All is well over, and well over.
Mercy on the man, what's he
doing. Can't he speak?
Some local irritation, ma'am.
Fiddlesticks! How is she?
Well, as comfortable as one
can expect a young mother to
be.
The baby, how is she?
She?
I apprehended you had
known. It's a boy.
A boy!
David...
David...
Poor father.
How Ionely and dark it must
be for him at night,
While we're at home by the fire.
David.
I would have you, if you will,
assume with me into to
The greatest eternally lovely qualities
of charity.
I hope, and indeed I
know, having lived among
you all For so many
years.
But it is not an unknown thing,
a quality foreign to many of
you. And yet, how well also I
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that you may,
In the difficulties of your daily life,
Find that the qualities of charity
Aren't always so easy,
so ready to observe.
As one may suggest today...
That man, he looks like
the black panther in my animal book,
Mother.
Hush dear.
You'll frighten mothers.
"In the early summer months,
the streams run dry.
The crocodile, hmmm...
Sets out for new waters foreign to men.
But if the stream merely becomes lower,
It buries itself in the mud
and waits for rain."
Bed, Master David?
Mommy promised me I had to wait
up. I'm not sleepy.
Were you ever married, Peggotty?
Heck, no.
You are a very handsome woman,
aren't you?
Ha, me handsome Davy?
Ha, no...
Oh, drat them buttons.
Now, read me more
about them crocindills.
Some sort of a vegetable, isn't
it? Ma'ma!
Mama, I waited up.
I knew you would, my darling.
This little fellow is highly privileged.
Why, dear!
Dear little boy,
I cannot wonder at his devotion.
David, you shouldn't be rude.
Mr. Murdstone went through
so much trouble to bring me home.
Let us say goodnight, my fine
boy.
Goodnight.
Hahahaha, come come.

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Let us be the best of friends.
Why David, that's the wrong hand.
No no no no, a brave little
fellow. Goodnight.
Goodnight.
Oh Mother, you do look pretty tonight.
Do I darling?
Hope you had a pleasant evening, ma'am.
Much obliged to you, Peggotty,
I had a very pleasant evening.
A stranger or so makes an agreeable change.
No, no, it won't do.
No price would make it do, no way.
How can you be so aggravated,
you cruel thing?
Not such on as this,
Mr. Copperfield wouldn't have liked.
That I say and that I swear!
Good heavens, you'll drive me mad!
Was ever any poor girl so ill-used
by her servants as I am.
What have you got against Mr. Murdstone?
Is it to be hinted that
I'm lacking in affection
For my precious treasure?
The dearest little fellow that ever was.
Nobody never went and
hinted no such thing.
I'm a naughty mama to you, Davy.
I'm a nasty, cruel, selfish, bad mama.
I don't love you at all, do
I? Yes you do...
I never meant to hurt you ma'am.
I never meant to.
Master David?
Yes, Peggotty?
How would you like to spend a fortnight
with me at my brothers'
At Yarmouth?
It would just be a treat.
Is your brother an agreeable man,
Peggotty?
Ah, what an agreeable man he is.
He's a fisherman.

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Oh I say, Peggotty.
Oh, and there are the boats and the
sea. Oh oh, but Peggotty,
what will mama do while We're away?
She can't live in this big room
all by herself.
Oh bless you.
Don't you know?
Why, she's going to stay with friends.
Oh'hoho, she'll have plenty of company.
If that's it, I'm ready to
go. Splended, now off to bed.
Goodbye my love.
Goodbye, mother.
Take precious care of him, Peggotty.
What do you think?
Take care of yourself, ma'am.
Drive very safely,
won't you dear Mr. Barkis.
Bye, ma'am!
Goodbye mama!
Goodbye, ma'am!
Goodbye mama, goodbye!
Goodbye, darling!
Goodbye. Goodbye.
Goodbye, David!
Goodbye, mama, goodbye. Goodbye.
Goodbye, my love!
Goodbye.
Oh, there's my Am!
Growed out of all knowledge!
Am!
Hi!
Am! So good to see ya!
How are ya?
Who's that one?
That's Ham, her nephew.
Oh.
No sweethearts, I believe?
What?
No person courting.
Oh no, no.
Ahh.
Well, when you was talking

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to her private,
Perhaps you'd tell her
that Barkis is willing.
That Barkis is willing.
Is that all the message?
Well, y... y... ya... yes.
Barkis is willing.
Very well, Mr. Barkis.
I'll tell her.
Yon's our house, Master Davy.
Put me down.
Ooo, it's a real boat
that's been in the water.
Yes.
But it's upside down.
Hahahaha. Well, it's all so
delightful.
See the pretty dears.
Well, I made it, so how are you?
Hah ha,
Lass! Ahh,
Daniel.
Well sir, I'm glad to see you
sir. Very glad.
You'll find us rough, sir.
But you'll find us ready.
Haa ha, how's my little Emily?
Ha ha ha, blue like your eyes, my pretty.
That come in a big boat
all the way from
France. Thank you!
Oh, drat that chimney.
I am a Ione lorn creature,
and... and everything
Goes contrary with me.
Oh, it'll soon leave off poor girl.
It's the same for all of us.
But I feel it more.
Oh, oh, I've got a visitation
in the back!
Oh, mmm, it's the creeps.
Too bad, too bad.
Oh, I ain't what I wish myself to
be, am I?
I'd better go in
the poor house and die,
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And be a riddance.
She's been thinking of the old one.
Mr. Peggotty.
Yes sir?
Did you give you son the name Ham
Because you lived in a sort of ark?
No sir, t'was given by his father,
my brother
Joe.
Dead, Mr. Peggotty?
Drown dead.
But little Emily, Mr. Peggotty,
she's your daughter, isn't
she? No sir. My brother-in-law,
Tom, was her father.
Dead, Mr. Peggotty?
Drown dead.
Haven't you any children, Mr. Peggotty?
No Master, I'm a bachelor.
A bachelor?
Why, who's that Mr. Peggotty?
That's Mrs. Gummidge.
Gummidge. Why I merely thought...
Come Davy, come!
I'll show you to your
room. Now that Mrs.
Gummidge,
her husband was Dan's partner.
He was drowned.
Was he the
oldest? Yes dear.
Emily, and her cousin Ham, are orphans.
My brother adopted them.
Mrs. Gummidge too.
Oh, he's as good as gold
and as true as steel.
But he gets very angry when
people talk about his helping
people.
I'll be careful.
Oh Peggotty, I just remembered.
I have a message for you
from Mr. Barkis.
What message?
All he said was, "Barkis is willing."
Hahahaha, and I gave up on him,
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hahahaha.
What is it?
What are you laughing
at? What is it?
He's an attractive man, though.
He wants to marry me, hahahaha.
Oh, oh, but I wouldn't
leave you or your mother
For a whole basket of buttons.
Especially now.
Why not?
Oh, nothing, nothing.
I would go away over there in a big ship.
That's France,
where my blue beads come from.
And Spain's there.
We're only poor fisher folk,
But some day I might be a
lady, and go everywhere.
Then take Mr. Peggotty, he's a good
man. Good!
If I was ever to be a
lady, I'd get him a sky
blue coat With diamond
buttons,
and a cocked hat, and a box of money.
Look! I'm going to
France. Emily! Come back
quickly! Emily! Emily!
Come here!
That's fun, dancing near the edge.
Come on, come on! We're here! Come on!
Where's ma ma?
Wait a bit Master Davy,
And I'll tell you something.
Where's ma ma?
What's the matter?
She's not dead, Peggotty?
Ah! Wa, ah, oh, bless ya,
no. Something's wrong,
Peggotty.
What do you think, Master Davy,
You've got a pa.
A new one.
A... a... a new one?
Yes. Come and see him.
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I don't want to see him!

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But you want to see your ma
ma. Come.
"...Picture of the castle.
And compliments from the presidency
on when it was bestowed. But..."
David!
Clara my dear, recollect!
Control yourself.
Davy boy, how do you do?
Well, I put the kitchen in order.
Goodness knows it needed it.
Tubs, jars, tea bags, pickles,
peppers, and no end of rubbish.
Is this your boy, sister-in-law?
Yes... David.
This is Miss Murdstone.
Generally speaking, I don't like
boys. How do you do, boy?
I'm very well.
I hope you are.
Hmm, wants manner.
Now Clara, my dear, I am come here,
as you know,
To relieve you all the trouble I
can. You're far too pretty and
thoughtless to manage a house
properly.
If you'll be good
enough to give me your
keys.
Why... why must I?
You'll find everything will go
on quite well without disturbing
you I should like to be
consulted
about any changes in my own
house. My own house?
Our house, I mean.
Edward, let there be an end to this.
I go tomorrow.
Jane Murdstone, will you be silent!
Clara, I wonder you...
I'm sure I managed very well
before we were married.
I'd tell you if I
didn't. Clara, you
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astound me!
Even if I don't do everything

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quite right,
I thought you were pleased once
at my being a little inexperienced.
I'm sure you said so.
I did have a certain satisfaction
in the thought of
Forming your character.
And giving to it the
firmness in decision that it
lacked.
But when my sister is kind enough
to come here,
And assume the condition,
something like a house keeper's,
And when she meets with a base return,
my own feeling toward
You, chills.
Oh don't my love, don't Edward,
don't say that.
Whatever I am, I'm affectionate.
I must have affection.
No display of emotion can
have the least weight with
me. You lose breath.
I'm sorry, I'm sorry.
I have a great many defects, I know.
And it is very good of you to
endeavor to correct them.
Very well.
Then it is understood that I am
to attend to everything
In the future?
Yes Jane, I don't object to anything.
I pray, let us be friends.
I couldn't live under
coldness or unkindness.
I'm so sorry.
David, go to your room!
Master Davy, you're not to sleep in
your dear mama's room anymore.
You have a room, all to yourself.
Does mama know?
Peggotty, come here! I want you!
Not all croc... crocodiles...
are flesh eaters.

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But due to false
claims... they mostly
are...
Where is the boy?
Late for his lessons, as
usual. My dear Clara, All
winter long I've observed
your attempts
To teach David.
He grows ever more sullen and stubborn.
Makes no progress, whatever.
Forgive me, dear Edward,
but David has always been considered
Very bright
In his studies.
How many English Countesses are
there. There are six in the north,
eight
in the middle counties, and...
And... And six in the
east, And... and... and...
and... and in the south,
There
are...
Clara!
And in... and in the south,
there are... in the
south... Oh Davy, Davy.
Now Clara, don't say, Oh Davy, Davy."
That's childish.
He knows his lesson,
or he does not know
it. He does not know
it.
No, I'm afraid he does not.
Edward, please!
David, sit down!
Take your slate.
If I go to a cheesemonger's shop
and buy one hundred
Double-Gloucester cheeses
At four pence-halfpenny each...
And if I sell half of them
at six pence-halfpenny...
Twenty at five pence...
And use the rest myself.
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Do I make a profit or loss?
I can't think!
I can't do it!

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Oh Davy, Davy.
I can't do it. I can't do it.
So!
Edward, please!
I tell you Clara,
I have been often flogged myself.
To be sure, of course.
I am, I think, not quite well.
Why Jane, we could hardly expect Clara
to bear,
With perfect firmness,
The worry and torment that
David has occasioned her today.
David, you and I will go upstairs,
boy. Don't Mr. Murdstone, don't,
I tried,
don't.
Don't...
Clara, are you a perfect fool?
In your condition.
I do my lessons.
David, come here!
If I had an obstinate horse
that dogged to feel good,
What do you think I would do?
I don't know.
I'd beat him.
I'd make him wince and smart.
I'd say to myself,
"I'll conquer that fellow."
And if were to cost him all the blood
that he had, I'd do it!
Mr. Murdstone, sir!
Don't! Pray don't beat me
sir!
I have tried to learn!
I think I could do it
with my mother alone,
But I can't learn while
you and Miss Murdstone are
by.
Can't you David?
Indeed I can't!
We shall see!
Mr. Murdstone, don't sir!
Ow! So, he bites, does he?
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Mother! Mother!
Be as soft as a mouse,
or the cat will hear us.
Is mama very angry with me, Peggotty?
Not at all.
Your mama's not very well.
Oh dear. Oh dear.
Don't be frightened, my precious.
Soon you'll be having
a little brother or sister.
Davy dear, if I don't come
to see you often,
It ain't because I don't love
you. It's because I think it's
better
for you.
And there's someone else, besides.
Oh, thank you,
Peggotty. Hasten Doctor
Chillip!
She's in great pain!
Peggotty! Peggotty!
What's happened?
Peggotty! Peggotty! Someone open!
Peggotty! Peggotty!
Peggotty!
Peggotty!
Peggotty! Peggotty! Peggotty!
Peggotty! Peggotty! Peggotty! Peggotty!
Peggotty! Peggotty's here, darling.
Peggotty's here. Shhh... Shhh.
Young as you are David,
you'll learn to be
brave. Your mama...
The precious... the darling...
She's... she's...
Feared dead...
She's gone.
And your little brother,
the innocent, he's dead
too. Oh Peggotty...
Peggotty.
There there.
Just before the end, she said to
me," I shall never see my pretty
darling
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How did she know that?

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Something seemed to tell her.
And it was the truth.
But she whispered to
me, "I'm very tired,
God,
keep my fatherless boy.
"Tell him his mother has blessed him."
It was before day break,
when she turned to me,
Put her poor head on my arm, and died.
Like a child going to sleep.
Oh Peggotty, we're all alone
now. Davy.
Goodbye Peggotty.
Goodbye, my precious. My love.
Peggotty won't forget you.
I didn't take what belongs to me, mum.
Would you like to see that?
Thank you, I've seen quite enough of
you and your things. Good day.
Goodbye to you, mum.
David, don't doodle.
Don't be unhappy, David.
I will be happy, Peggotty,
and I'll see you
sometimes.
Oh, but Peggotty, you haven't given
Mr. Barkis his proper answer,
You know.
Oh, bless the boy.
Answer to what?
Barkis is willing' .
What would you say, darling,
if I was to marry Mr.
Barkis? I would think it
would be
a very good thing.
Then you would always have a horse
and cart to bring you to
See me again.
Oh, the sense of the boy.
We have come to a decision
regarding your future.
My dear sister, leave this to me,
if you please.
I'm afraid I have no place for you
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You have a rebellious disposition.
It must be conformed to the ways
of the working world.
It must be bent, broken if necessary.
Crushing is what it wants.
Crushed it shall be.
Again, Murdstone, please!
The sooner you begin your
fight with the world, the
better.
In London, there is a firm
of Murdetone and Grinby
In the wine trade.
Yes.
Grinby employs several boys.
It shall give employment to
you. Yes.
You'll earn your own
food and pocket money.
Your lodging, I've arranged for
with Mr. Micawber.
Yes.
Now remember,
you're going to London to work.
To work!
To work.
We know you're in there!
We're not going to wait forever
for you to pay your debts!
If you don't pay,
we'll take all the rest of your goods!
Aye, and your precious little girl, too.
Aye Micawber, either you pay
of you go to the debtor's
prison. Nobody home!
No collectors can come in
here! Oh! Stop it! Get up!
Oh, the scene of our beautiful
stead, So desecrated with
those no good creatures.
Please ma'am, I am David Copperfield.
I was told I was to lodge
here. Ah, welcome Master
Copperfield. I am Mrs.
Micawber.
This is my family.
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I'm Clickett, the house maid
from the new orphanage.
Mind your manners, Clickett.
I never thought before I was
married, And when I lived with pa
and mama,
That I should ever find it
necessary to take a lodger.
Stop it dear, stop it!
Oh, I am forgetting.
You must be impatient to see your room.
Yes ma'am.
Come dear.
Baked potatoe! Baked potatoe here!
A baked potatoe, sir?
No thanks.
You're all heart, sir.
Even so.
We're not waiting forever for you
to pay us your debts!
If you don't pay us your debts,
we'll have you throw in jail!
You can't hide from all of us!
Pay us, will you? Just pay us!
No luxury, but simple comfort.
Pay up Micawber! Pay up Micawber!
We're not going to wait!
Pay up Micawber!
Aahhh! Mr. Micawber!
Children, it is your papa!
Always relentlessly pursued onto
an aerial housetop,
And vice-versa.
I have thwarted the malevolent
macabreations of
Our tireless enemies.
In short, I have arrived.
My family, ah... how are you doing?
My children, my home!
This is Master David Copperfield,
who has come to lodge with us.
Oh, just so. Pardon me children.
All that we have is
yours, Master
Copperfield.
Our domestic comfort, quiet,
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the privacy, call them your
own. Thank you sir.
Count on us, now and forever.
I will, Mr. Micawber.
Now that you are about to share with us
the privileges
Of our domain,
I will make no stranger of you.
As man to man, I will confide in you.
That for years, I have been hounded,
most unjustly,
By my creditors.
Short sighted fools, they are.
I'm sorry, sir.
I grant you, that I have
already tried the coal trade,
Haberdashery trade,
And Her Majesty's Marines,
and found none of these
entirely Suited to my,
Somewhat, special talents.
But now...
Yes, Mr. Micawber?
I am confidently expecting something
to turn up!
My Micawber, you've been here
three weeks, ain't you?
Yes sir.
Then why ain't you learned nothing!
Gentlemen, gentlemen.
Gentlemen!
Gentlemen! In the aggregate,
I judge you to be
a highly distasteful collection.

And to detail:
deserving of
Merciless chastisement.
You'll oblige me by removing
your own unsavory person
From my immediate vicinity.
In short, Get out!
Oh, thank you Mr. Micawber.
You're so kind to me.

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Not at all!
And now, since this is
a red letter day, in that hourly,
I am expecting something
extraordinary to turn up,
Let us return and discover
what culinary triumphs
Mrs. Micawber has prepared for us.
Oooo, how wonderful.
Imperative, my dear Copperfield.
Imperative.
For as I have frequently had
occasion to observe,
When the stomache is empty,
the spirits are low.
I predict, my dear Copperfield,
that we can confidently depend on
Mrs. Micawber assembling a terrain of
Cocky-leaky soup,
Bean of cutlet, breaded,
and a jug of eggnog.
And the pudding?
The pudding!
A special pudding, the very thing.
Greetings Micawber.
You are a misapprehension,
my good fellow.
Oh, no you don't.
You're Micawber all right.
You owe me ten pounds,
ten for the last
year. Officer, do your
duty.
Mr. Micawber, you're under arrest.
And on what charges do you
take this unwarrantable
procedure?
A court order for debt.
I'm the Assistant Officer
to the Sheriff of
Middlesex.
Now, are you coming quietly?
Copperfield, you perceive before you,
the shattered fragment
Of a temple once called man.
The blossom has blighted,
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The God of day goes
down upon the dreary
scene.
In short, I am forever
floored. King's Bench Prison
Boy, you're always ringing that
bell, but today's the last time.
Your friend Micawber is being released
and is leaving town.
He's leaving town?
Come along, come
along. What is it?
Come little friend, open your
heart. Nothing really, but I shall
miss you so very much.
At Murdstone and Grinby,
I feel so alone and
desperate. I do indeed.
You've been so good to
me, you and Mrs.
Micawber.
And as long as I had such friends,
I couldn't despair.
My little friend,
you're like one of our own.
But now that you'll be going,
and there'll be nobody, well,
I don't know what I shall do.
Indeed, I do not.
My motto has always been,
nu desparemdum.
In short, never
despair. I have an Aunt
in Dover. I thought
perhaps...
The very thing, my dear Copperfield.
Your Aunt will welcome you
with open arms.
She may not want to see me.
Is not blood thicker than
water? Peggotty told me
she's very cantankerous.
Perhaps she would shut me out.
And Dover's a long way.
True. Too true.
Nevertheless, as the bars says,
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And should this formidable Aunt
repulse you, write me a letter.
We are friends for life, young Copperfield.
Who we two, a'run around.
And graced and pulled the gowans fine.
And...
Although, what gowans are,
I'm not exactly aware.
However, we'll take a pull of them
just the same.
Bring that bag here.
Put that bag on the coach.
Days of Nicademus!
Sorry sir.
Master Copperfield, your conduct
has always been of most delicate
And obliging description.
You have never been a lodger.
You have been a friend.
Copperfield, at present,
I have nothing to bestow but advice.
Still, that advice is so far
worth taking,
I have never taken it myself.
And I am the miserable creature
you behold.
Young friend, I counsel
you. Annual income twenty
pounds,
Annual expenditure nineteen pounds,
result happiness.
Annual income twenty pounds,
Annual expenditure twenty one pounds,
result misery.
Farewell Copperfield.
I shall be happy to
improve your prospects
In case anything turns up.
Which I may say, I am hourly expecting!
Thank you my love, thank you my darling.
Master Copperfield?
Farewell Copperfield!
Farewell my lad!
I say, sixpenn'orth of bad halfpence.
I hope you know me again when you see me.

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I wasn't staring at you to be rude.
I was wondering if you could
take my box to the Dover coach office?
I can pay you six pence.
Are you sure you got the money
to pay me?
Oh yes.
Let me see it.
I have it
here.
Stop! Give me back my money!
Call to the police for it, stupid!
He's taken all my
money! Give me back my
box!
Out of my way stupid little
boy! London to Dover 72 miles.
Dover 64 miles.
London 21 miles.
Dover 51 miles.
Dover 34 miles.
20 miles to
Dover. 10 miles to
Dover. 5 miles to
Dover.
Janet! Donkeys!
I want you and Richard to follow me!
Clear off! I told you young men
before! Clear off!
We're only trying to get by.
Ow! Why are you hitting me!
Ow! Stop hitting me!
Just stay out off this green!
Excuse me, ma'am.
Go away! Go along!
No boys here!
If you please, Aunt.
I'm your nephew.
Bless my soul alive!
I am David
Copperfield, of
Blunderstone,
Where you came on the night
when I was born, and saw my dear mama.
I have been very unhappy since she died.
I have been slighted,
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And put to work not fit for me.

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It made me run away to you.
I was robbed at first setting out,
and have walked all the way,
And have never slept in a
bed since I began the
journey.
Oh dear! Oh dear!
Mercy, oh mercy! Mercy on this boy!
Swallow this, now.
Come, swallow this. Swallow
this. Oh, come.
Sit, my boy. Lie down. Lie down.
Ah! Madame, what's happened?
What are you
doing? Ah oh, this
too.
Mr. Dick, don't be a fool,
whatever you are, because nobody can be
More discreet than you
can, when you choose.
You've heard me mention
David Copperfield?
David Copperfield?
David?
Ah, to be sure, certainly.
He's done a pretty piece of business.
He has run away.
Now, the question I put to you is
what shall I do with him?
Ah, do with him?
Come, come, come,
I want some sound advice!
Don't pretend to be wool-gathering
when you are as sharp as
A surgeon's lancet.
Why, if I was you, I
should... ...I should wash
him!
Janet! Mr. Dick sets us all
right. Heat the bath!
Yes ma'am.
Mercy, you're a dirty child.
Here David.
David, David.
Look, a bubble as big as my
head. Oh, watch out.
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Hurry child.
Let me dry you.
Is he... is... is Mr. Dick
at all out of his mind?
He's been called mad.
How I shouldn't have the benefit
of his society.
As for advice, nobody knows
what that man's mind is, but myself.
A distant relative of
mine. If it hadn't been
for me,
his own brother would
Have had him shut up for
life. Threating to petition to
the Lord Chancellor
Now to get his rights back.
He's the most friendly creature
in exsistance.
May I...
May I stay here with you, Aunt?
Mercy upon us,
I don't know until I've had a talk
With your stepfather.
To bed with you know.
Not now, please. Not now.
Off to bed with you. To bed with
you. Bless my soul. Mercy upon us.
Our Father, who art in heaven,
Hallowed be Thy name
for bringing me here.
I'm pleased.
I don't want anybody to take me
away. Please God,
please may I have a home
now? Like mama and I had
once.
And let no boys be homeless.
I'm sorry God, I'm very sleepy.
Cause I walked such a long, long
way... Ha! Cherub!
How does the world go? Hmm?
I'll tell you what.
I shouldn't wish it to be mentioned.
It's a mad world.
Mad of bedlam, boy. Haha.
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Aunt Betsey sends her compliments,
and asks how
You are coming along
with your petition.
I believe I'm doing very well.
Do you remember the date
that King Charles the First
Had his head cut off?
I believe it was in the year 1649.
Well, though the books say,
but I don't see how that can
be. Because if it was so long
ago,
how could the trouble got out
of His head when it was cut
off,
and into mine?
I'm sure I don't
know. It's very
strange.
King Charles's head is always
popping into whatever I write.
But, no matter. No matter. Haha.
What do you think of that? A
kite. Oh, it's a beautiful one.
I made it.
We'll go and fly it. You and I, hmm?
We're off to fly the kite!
We're off to fly the kite!
Up! Up! We're off to fly the kite!
We're off to fly the kite!
David! Come! Come!
We're coming now!
We're coming!
David, your stepfather is coming today.
Must I go away with him, Aunt?
I can't do anything about it,
I can't say I'm sure.
Ah! Janet! Donkeys!
Go on with you! Get off the greens!
You have no business here!
But Aunt, that's Mr. Murdstone
and his sister.
I don't care who it is!
I won't be trespassed
upon! Janet! Donkeys!
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How dare you! How dare you!
We've been through those donkeys
on our green places
before! Keep them off!
Get off! Get off! Get out of
here! You bold faced thing! Ah!
Scat!
Mr. Murdstone and his sister, ma'am.
Show them in.
Can I go away, Aunt?
No sir! Certainly not!
I don't allow anybody
to ride over that
turf. I make no
exceptions.
Your rule is rather awkward
to strangers.
Oh, is it?
Miss Trotwood!
Well, you are Mr. Murdstone.
Mr. Dick, an old and intimate friend.
On whose judgment, I rely.
Be seated!
Well, sir?
Miss Trotwood, I...
Of all the boys in the world,
I believe this one is the
worst. Jane Murdstone, will you
have
the goodness not to interrupt
me! Miss Trotwood,
I am here to take David back.
I shall deal with him as I think best.
But I warn you, that if you step in
between him and me now,
You step in forever.
I'm not to be trifled with!
For the first and last
time, is he ready to go?
And you ma'am?
Have you anything to say?
I have nothing to add,
Except to thank you for your politeness.
Your very great politeness, I'm sure.
And what does the boy say?
Are you ready to go, David?
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Please don't let me go.
They made my poor mama very unhappy.
They've never liked me
or been kind to me.
Please let me stay with you, Aunt.
And you Mr. Dick.
What do you think I should do
with this child?
Do? Have him measured
for a suit of clothes directly?
Mr. Dick give me your hand.
Your common sense is invaluable.
I'll take my chance with the
boy. If he's all you say he is,
At least I can do as much for him
than as you have done.
But I don't believe a word of it.
Miss Trotwood,
if you were a gentleman!
Bah! Stuff and non
sense! How exquisitely
polite!
Do you think I don't
know what kind of a life
You must have led this boy's mother,
that poor,
Unhappy child you married.
What a woeful day it was
for the soft little
creature When you first came
her way.
Smirking and making great eyes at her.
I'll be bound, as if
you couldn't say "boh" to a goose!
I never heard anything so elegant.
Smooth and silky you were.
The poor little innocent
had never seen such a man.
He was made of sweetness.
He worshipped her.
Doted on her dear little boy.
He was to be another father to him.
And they were all to live together
in a garden of roses.
And when you had made sure of her,
you began to break her.
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To train her like a poor caged bird
wearing her life away.
Teaching her to sing your notes.
This is either insanity or intoxication.
You're a tyrant!
You tormented that simple child
through her boy here.
That is why sight of
him is odious to you.
You broke her heart,
and gave her wounds that she died of!
And there's the truth for you!
The woman's mad.
Good day to you, sir and goodbye!
Good day to you, ma'am.
Let me see you ride a donkey
over my green again,
And as sure as you have a head
upon your shoulder,
I'll knock your bonnet off
and tread upon it!
Thank you! Oh, thank you Aunt!
King Charles is King of the castle.
King Charles is King of the castle.
But why must I go away, Aunt Betsey?
I want to stay with you and Mr. Dick.
You have to be educated, David,
and take your place in the
world. There isn't a finer school
in Canterbury than Dr.
Strong's. You must make us
proud, David.
Never be mean in anything.
Never be false. Never be
cruel. Avoid these three vices
and
I can always be hopeful for
you. Very well, Aunt. I'll try.
There's a good
boy. Isn't he Mr.
Dick?
The finest boy... in England.
But I love you, and Mr. Dick so
much. I don't want to go away.
Now now.
What a kind man you're going
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My business advisor and good friend.
He has such a pleasant old
house. And Canterbury isn't far
away.
How was school today,
David? Great fun.
What do you think happened, Agnes?
Steerforth, the head boy you
know, and everyone's hero,
Let me bowl to him at cricket.
And he walked back to school with me.
How fine.
Papa, you're tired.
Yes... yes Agnes.
Perhaps I am.
Shall I take those papers
downstairs, father dear?
My little guardian.
Ever since her mother died.
May I take them Mr. Wickfield?
Thank you David,
Thank you.
You're working late tonight, Mr. Heep.
Ah ha, Master Copperfield.
Pray, Master Copperfield,
do call me Uriah, if you
please. Certainly.
I'm improving my legal knowledge.
I suppose you are quite a great lawyer.
Me? Oh, no Master Copperfield.
I'm a very humble person,
I'm well aware.
My mother is likewise, humble.
We live in a humble abode.
We've many things to be thankful for.
My father's former calling was humble.
He was a sexton.
What is he now?
He is a partaker of glory at present,
Master Copperfield.
I'm thankful for my place here with
Mr. Wickfield.
Oh, what a worthy gentleman he is.
Perhaps you'll be a partner
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One of these days.
Me? Oh, no Master Copperfield.
I'm far too humble for that.
I think you would come
into the business at last.
Why? I have no views of that, sort.
Oh yea, I think you will.
Certainly. Oh, I know.
And won't Miss Agnes be glad, eh?
Mother will be expecting me.
Will it suit your convenience
if I snuff the candle?
Yes, Uriah.
Goodnight, Master Copperfield.
Goodnight, Uriah.
The silent gliding on of
existence. The unseen, unfelt
progress of life from childhood to
youth...
The end of school
days. Latin verses.
If it weren't for you, Agnes.
I should never have learned
them. Steerforth, how how
handsome.
How astonishing clever he was.
Always so generous.
Agnes, do you remember
this? Oh, what fun we used
to have on those Sunday
walks.
Remember?
I carved a little wooden heart for you
with my first penknife.
Oh, but you will have
lost that years ago.
We really must finish your packing,
David,
Or we'll be late
for the party at school.
Here.
Oh, you can't imagine how excited I am.
A few days holiday.
And a short visit with
my beloved Peggotty's in Yarmouth.
And then London,
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Agnes?
Those are tears in your eyes.
Father and I in this quiet old place,
will be sorry
When you're gone.
Ah, but I shouldn't be at the other end
of the world.
I'll write to you and see you often.
I shall always want to confide in you,
Agnes.
Whatever happens,
whenever I fall in trouble.
Even when you fall in
love? Haha, even then.
My only wonder is, you're not
been in love yourself by this
time.
Ah, but I know of no one
who even deserves to love you.
Someone better than anyone
I've ever seen here,
Must rise up before I'd give my
consent. Ah, David.
Haha, even then, I should hesitate.
How proud we shall be
when your first book is completed.
How much I shall owe to you,
if it ever is completed.
What faith I ever had in my writing
was to be by you.
Ah, I shall miss you like my right hand.
Although, that does not say much.
For there's no head in my right
hand. And no heart.
And they both will miss you terribly.
Oh, Master Copperfield.
Mr. Copperfield, I should say.
I... I'm so busy, I didn't see you.
You seem very busy indeed these
days, Uriah.
Yea, I'm so glad to be of
use to Mr. Wickfield.
What an excellent man he
is. But...
How imprudent he has become.

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Anyone else had been in my
place during the last few
years,
He'd have had Mr. Wickfield
under his thumb.
Under his thumb!
Haha, b... but I'm the humble instrument
that is humbly serving him.
Pardon me.
I assume this imposing epithet houses
the brightest
star In my
armament of
Earthly companions.
I allude to Master David Copperfield.
Micawber!
Copperfield.
Mr. Micawber, how wonderful to see you
in Canterbury.
Thank you.
This successful conclusion of
my paragonation through the highways
And byways is a happy ardory
that something extraordinary
Is bound to turn up.
Will you excuse me please, sir?
Mr. Micawber, this is Uriah Heep,
who works for my good friend,
Mr. Wickfield.
How do you do?
Any friend of my friend Copperfield,
has a personal claim upon me.
Oh thank you, thank you sir.
But I am too humble to be
called a friend, Mr. Micawber.
I'm grateful to Mr. Copperfield
for his kindness.
Now, if you'll excuse me.
A man, I perceive,
of remarkable shrewdness.
Ah! Fruit.
Now tell me, how is Mrs. Micawber?
Mrs. Micawber is,
I am pleased to state, in status quo.
In short, was it not for unfortunate
Circumstances,
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not unconnected with finance...
Tell me.
No, no.
I shall never be able to hold my head
erect before my fellow man.
But, I confide in you,
that we are being held
Virtually as prisoners at the Sun Inn.
The sum involved is admittedly trifling.
Oh, you must allow me.
Never! Never!
Oh please. I insist.
You overwhelm me.
Your generosity flaws me.
"Should old acquaintance be forgot,
and never to
return..." Goodbye, Mr.
Micawber. Goodbye.
I am impressed with your friend,
Heep. He has been good enough
to offer me employment
In a confidential capacity.
Then, something did turn up!
Perhaps the foundation of a now career.
I have an acquaintance with the law.
Only as a Defendant, of course.
Would it be too much to hope
that Mr. Micawber would
eventually be
eligible for a judge,
Of a chancellor?
Yes! He'd be eligible.
I wish you all success.
Thank you.
Have a good holiday.
Enjoy London, and have a good time
with all your old friends
At Yarmouth.
And why should they have
such an unchristian name as
Peggotty, I don't know.
Oh, thank you Aunt.
Thank you for everything.
Fiddlesticks.
Save your sentiment for Agnes.

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David will have no time
for sentiment in
London,
Seeing the sight of his good
friend, Steerforth.
Oh, there's no one like Steerforth.
He belongs to the grand
world, Yet he's as kind and
simple
as if he were
A country cutlet, like myself.
You're a good friend, David.
I hope he's worthy of you.
Remember Agnes, I promised.
You'll see how I work at my writing.
Goodbye you all, goodbye.
Goodbye.
Why, Copperfield, Old Boy.
Steerforth!
I... I never was so
glad. But David...
David.
Where's the little nipper
that I used to order about at
school? Order about, it was an
honor.
The great Steerforth.
Head boy.
So kind and
protective to a small
nobody.
I shall never forget
what a hero you
were. Oh, my dear
David.
I was never anybody's hero.
Not even my own.
Come on.
There are some fine, highstepping girls
dancing tonight, David.
It's a gala evening, Steerforth.
I've always wanted to see
"The Enchanted Bird."
Yes, but I can scarcely be excited
over an old bird over forty,
Being shot by a bow and arrow.
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David, that's the stage.
Oh, Auntie, isn't it lovely?
I say, don't let her know it...
In the next balcony

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is the most beautiful girl.
Oh Steerforth, what heavenly curls.
By Jove, she is pretty.
But those two hags with her...
Oh, how wonderful
if I could only speak to her.
Oh, but I never shall.
Unless something happens
like the theater catching fire.
There is a much easier way than that.
Trust an old
hand. Dear, oh
dear.
My glasses.
Excuse me ma'am.
I'll find them in the interval.
In the meanwhile, allow me.
I have an excellent pair.
Thank you sir.
Is not the ballet
charming? Yes, yes indeed.
I'm afraid you can
see but half the
stage.
I wonder, I dare hardly suggest
it, but, our bow has a better
view.
I wonder whether I may not tempt you
and the other ladies to
share. Lorenda, do you think?
Oh, it is most
irresilient. I'm afraid
Dora cannot see the
ballet too well.
I think we might venture, Emilia.
A gentleman, I'm sure.
It's too kind... too
much. Dora, come along.
Now, I trust you have an adequate
view. A pleasurable one, thank you.
Permit me.
Thank
you.
Yes... yes, I've always considered
botany a fascinating subject.
One learns so much from
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In the quite of the country of Norwood,
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I shall be riding often
in the direction of Norwood,
Miss Spenlow.
Oh, oh yes indeed.
How... how agreeable.
Oh, she's like a
dove.
We have the most beautiful dove cage
at home.
Oh Miss Spendlow,
I would love to see the dove
cage. May I call?
May I call?
Would your Aunts have any objection?
Can he be so cruel as to shoot her?
Sometimes, love is cruel, Miss Spenlow.
Do you think so? Oh!
Oh! Now he's drawn his bow!
Oh dear.
Be careful!
She's escaped.
She's escaped!
Please Miss Spenlow, may I call?
Perhaps.
If my Aunt permits.
The old sun must be
amused by the constant
spectacle
Of romantic lovers.
Come along, David.
Let's take them by
surprise. Oh Steerforth,
they're very simple people.
Why, of course.
I'll be anything you please.
Comical, sentimental,
or whatever the scene suggests.
They're the best people in the world.
Why, of course they are, David.
Of course they are.
Oh, I never felt so good.
Oh dear, oh dear, oh dear.
Master David, Master David...
David! David boy!
This is Steerforth, my
friend. Emily. Ham, how are
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This is Emily, sir.
And this is my nephew, Ham sir,
Mr. Steerforth.
How are you?
Well, to think of you two gentlemen
coming here tonight
Under this roof.
Come here, my little pet.
Come here, my little Emily.
If this ain't the brightest
night in your Uncle's life as
ever was, Or ever will be, I'm a
shellfish. Boiled in oil, too.
Now listen mates,
there's something I got to tell you.
Hahaha, she knowed I was going to tell.
And, whatever does this
here blessed carp puller do,
But lose that there heart of his to
our little Emily.
Tonight, he makes so bold as to
ask for her hand, and she agreed.
I know that if I capsized,
and to see the town light shing
For the last time,
I'd go down quiet a thinking
there was a man ashore the iron true
To my little Emily
as long as that man lived.
I'd lay down my life for
her, Master Davy.
Why gentlemen, she's more to me than...
More to me than I'd ever want.
More to me than I can ever say.
There's a many a man
who can say it better.
No man could say it better, or
deserve happiness more than you, Ham
Ham, I give you joy.
Thank you sir.
And unless you can induce your
niece to return, I shall go.
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I would make for the wealth
of the Indies.
I'll go fetch
the bright-eyed little thing.
It can't be!
Davy! Oh, my
darling!
Cheers Peggotty, cheers.
What a fine young thing you are.
I... I can't see you for the
feeling. Dear Peggotty.
I'm sorry to hear about poor Mr. Barkis.
Aye, he went out with the tide,
as you may say, Davy.
Oh, he was a good and faithful man.
If your sweet mother could see you now,
Davy.
Yes, Peggotty, do you remember
when she and I
Danced together in the winter twilight?
To hear the music box,
and to sleep with her under the wall.
Oh, but wait.
Steerforth, this is my beloved Peggotty.
Why Peggotty, I've known you so long.
I've known the crocodile book,
And the workbox with
St. Paul's Cathedral on the
lid. And because of what you've
been
to David, I love you as he does.
I'm... I'm proud to know you
sir.
And you were so good to Davy at
school. Here's the little bride.
Oh, what a good though, woman.
Gather around, young gentlemen,
I'm as rough as a sea
porcipine, but I makes you
welcome.
Thank you, Mr. Peggotty.
And now I have a toast to propose.
A toast, to little
Emily, the flower of
Yarmouth.
Here's to her beauty, her happiness,
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And here's to the one
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The luckiest man in all
England. Here! Here!
"Go, fetch me some
of your father's
gold.
And some of your mother's feed.
And two of the best
nags from out of the
stable.
Where there stood thirty and three.
They mounted upon their milk
white steeds.
And rode them side by side.
Catch hold of my hand,
my fair pretty maid.
And I will make you my
bride." Weeks passed amid old
scenes. The Yarmonth
Skipper.
Why David, you come upon
me like a reproachful
ghost!
Not reproachful, Steerforth.
I've been looking at the
pictures in the fire.
Oh, I detest this mongrel hour,
neither day nor night.
What have you been doing?
I've been taking some letters
to the Postman.
What? Dora again?
Is it twice or three times a
day you write to your dear
intended? I envy you.
What is it, Littimer?
I beg your pardon
sir.
I've arranged for the
boat for the summer.
I think you will find the terms
satisfactory.
Exceedingly satisfactory.
Isn't Littimer the perfect servant,
David.
Respectable, discreet, and a
skinflint. Thank you very much sir.
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You see, I'm going to take my yachting
seriously.
Oh, we'll have

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a glorious summer sailing, David.
Two idle apprentices,
sailing and daydreaming.
You of your
Dora, and I...
Hang on Littimer,
when is the boat to be ready?
It's being freshly rigged
sir, and renamed.
What are you gonna call
her? The Little Emily.
Oh, won't that make Emily proud.
She's an engaging little beauty,
that girl.
But isn't that a rather chattel
headed fellow she's going to
marry? Steerforth! Don't!
Don't be terribly cynical.
I see how well you understand
these simple people,
And how perfectly you want
only their happiness.
And I admire you for
it. I believe you're
honest.
I believe you're good, David.
Oh, I wish we all were.
David, if anything should ever
separate us, promise me...
You'll always think of me at my best.
You have no best with me, Steerforth.
And no worst.
Oh dear, does here it come.
A chill off and creeping up my back.
Oh, I'm a Ione, lorn creature.
And everything goes contrary with me.
Oh, cheer up my pretty Mother.
No Daniel, nothing's nicer to
me than to be Ione and lorn.
Oh, come on old girl.
It hasn't been so bad the past
weeks. With Master Davy and Mr.
Steerforth
to keep us merry.
I know, but I'm Ione and lorn.
A real sailor man, he's become
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this summer, Mr. Steerforth.
Always happy just sailing
along with Ham and Emily.
There. That's for little Emily.
They burn bright and cheerful at night,
so when I'm here
And Emily's coming home,
I put the light in the window for her.
Aye, here she
is. Where's
Emily?
Master Davy,
will you come outside a minute
And see what Emily
and me is gonna show
you? Ham, what's the
matter?
Master Davy...
For heaven sake, tell me.
Oh, that I'd have died for
her. Would die for her now.
But she's
gone. Gone?
Emily's run away.
And I pray God kill her sooner
than her come to disgrace.
You're a scholar, sir.
You know what's right and best.
What am I to say them indoors?
How am I gonna break it to him,
Master Davy?
What's a'miss?
It's Emily.
A letter sir, from Emily.
You read it
sir. Read it
slow.
I... I don't knows I can
understand. "When you, who loved me
so much
better than I ever have
deserved, See this, I shall be
far away."
Far away.
Emily far away.
"Never to come back.
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You that I have wronged,
Love someone that will be true to you

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and worthy of you.
Tell Uncle that I never have loved him
half so much, as I do now."
Who's the man?
Master Davy, leave us a bit.
I want to know his name.
A servant came with a strange coach and
horses outside of
town This morning.
Almost before day broke.
A man was inside.
A man you know, Master Davy.
Emily went to
him. Steerforth.
It ain't no fault of yours, Master Davy.
I'm far from leaving it onto you.
The man is Steerforth.
I'm a dead man's soul.
If I'd one thought of
what was in his mind...
Strike me down dead
I'd have drown him and thought it right.
Where you going?
I'm going to find my Emily!
Where Dan?
Anywhere! No ones stopping me!
No no no no no, Dan!
Settle a little while
until your thinking right.
Not as you are now.
Sit you down.
Give me your forgiveness Dan,
for ever haven been a wife to you.
Oh, what a most contrary's
ever been to this.
Dan, remember at the little orphan
you took in.
Now, soften your poor heart.
I forgive her.
I do forgive her.
But I must find her,
if it takes to the end of my days.
"My Dear Aunt Betsey,
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my first book.
My happiness over it's publication
Has helped me forget my disillusionment
in Steerforth.
I have a secret to confide in you.
Would you meet me at the Wickfield
home this Thursday
To discuss this..."
My dear boy.
His first work between covers at
last. And how good it is.
I knew one day the promise of
his short stories would be fulfilled.
Did you happen to glance
at the dedication?
To the dear one who has given me
courage, inspiration, and love.
Look for yourself child,
you know who that means, I suppose.
Oh no, Aunt Betsey, it
couldn't. David's always thought
of me
only as a sister.
Tut tut, then why should he
say in his letter
That he has a secret to confide in me.
"A most important decision of my life.
I know it will make you happy."
Bless my soul, what's keeping
him? Is the London coach late?
Oh my dear, it's as plain as
a pike's staff.
He realizes where his happiness lies.
How I've dreamed that you and he...
Oh Aunt Betsey!
I've tried not to show it.
Aunt
Betsey!
Agnes!
Come, come, come.
And what is the important news?
I'm in love.
Completely. Utterly.
With someone, the loveliest,
most beautiful...
Her name is Dora Spenlow.
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Dora Spenlow?
I hope you've acted wisely, David.
Why? Oh, she's more loving,
more adorable than
I ever dreamed anybody could be.
I'm so glad, David.
So very
glad.
Micawber!
My good friend, Micawber.
I am too humble to be called a friend.
Aha... I must stop that.
"Wickfield & Heep"
What does this mean?
It can't be!
It is.
My friend Heep,
has advanced his personal situation.
In short, he's a partner.
Micawber?
Your servant.
Don't you think that Heep is
rather a peculiar partner for
Mr. Wickfield?
My dear Copperfield, all I can
say about my friend Heep is that
He has responded to
my financial appeals with generosity.
In exchange, of course, for my I.O.
U... (In exchange... I... O... U... )
He has some strange power
over Mr. Wickfield, hasn't he?
I should imagine he's made good use
of his opportunities here.
Isn't that so?
I am here in the capacity of
confidence and trust.
Therefore, allow me to suggest
that we do not discuss the
affairs Of Misters Wickfield and
Heep.
I offer no offense, I hope.
As you wish.
Ah, four o'clock.
May I pour you a dish of tea?
Coming, coming Mr. Heep!
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Come here, Micawber!
Excuse me, excuse me.
Dear me, what a prophet you turned out
to be Mr. Copperfield, eh?
Remember?
You said I might be a
partner with Mr. Wickfield
someday.
Eh?
Mr. Uriah, you've been
a great help to me.
My father always used to say to
me, "Be humble Uriah, and
You'll get on if what goes down
bad." "Be humble Uriah,"
Says father, "and you'll do."
I must say, it ain't done
bad. Here.
Sh... shall we go to the drawing
room, Father?
Perhaps a little music?
Have another conic with Mr. Copperfield
and me before you go sir.
Stay a bit.
Yes, yes, I'll stay a bit.
Very well, Father.
Come fellow partner,
If I may take the liberty,
I'll give you another toast.
To the devinest of her sex,
eh? Agnes Wickfield, haha.
Oh, I know that I'm a humble individual
to give you her health,
But I admire her, adore her.
May I speak out among friends?
To be her father is a proud distinction.
But to be her husband, oh.
You!
What's the matter with you?
Have you gone mad?
She's all I have.
Look at him, he
dares... Please sir.
Step by step, I've abandoned to
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Peace and quiet, house and home!
Oh, I kept them for
you, I kept them for
you!
But now I finally see you
for what you really are!
You! Cover his mouth,
Copperfield!
He might say something he'll be sorry
for afterwards,
And you'll be sorry to have heard.
Eh, fellow partner?
Let sleeping dogs
lie. Father?
Come.
Before we close the subject,
You are one to understand that
Agnes Wickfield is as far above you
And your aspirations as the moon itself.
Hmmm, you've always hated me,
Master Copperfield.
I am well aware.
Thought me too humble.
But now, I'm not going to be
pushed to the wall by someone
Who isn't humble.
All's fair in love!
It takes two to make a
quarrel, Master Copperfield.
I won't be one,
and now you know what to expect.
I expect only this from you, deceit and
treachery.
Oh, Davy! Oh, beauty!
Ooo, mind Jip!
That's to punish you for
your bad behavior.
Ah Jip, oh Jippy,
to think I could be cruel.
Jippy's just so cute to her mama.
"I cannot leave of dancing,
Tra-la-la-la.
I cannot leave of dancing,
With Jip, my little Jip. I..."
Oh, Dody!
Darling! Oh.
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Dody. Mmmmm.
Oh Dody, I've been so impatient.
Dody, you've forgotten
something. Dody, you brought me a
present,
What is...
Now... now, I do hope the evening's
going to go well.
And you have a good dinner
for Aunt Betsey and Mr. Dick?
Oh, you're so tiresome, Dody.
Dinner's going to be beautiful.
Oh Dody, what's in the parcel?
Come and get it.
Give me one show.
My dearest little wife.
Dody, what is it?
It's the latest cookery
book. Oh. Isn't that a clever
Dody.
Oh but now we can have
the most wonderful diner.
My dear love,
I was shocked at the butcher's bill.
Where is the account
book? Oh, it's about.
Somewhere.
Here's a recipe for turtle soup.
"Hang the turtle up by its hind
legs, and before it can draw
In its neck,
Cut off its head."
Oh Dody, I... I couldn't do
that. Sweet peas, now that sounds
nice. Doesn't it Jippy?
What a mess.
Dora, my life,
this is not the place for the idle.
I can't find the account book.
Try the guitar case, or...
hahaha, Oh Dody, it's in Jip's
pagoda.
Why Jip, you naughty little
thing. Were you keeping the
accounts?
Were you?
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All these drawings of flowers and ships.
This seems to be my own likeness.

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Jip, apparently, has walked over it.
And as for the accounts,
well they seem very peculiar.
I'm sure I'm very affectionate.
But those figures are so obstinate.
They will not add up.
Oh Dody, Dody don't be cross.
Don't be a naughty old blue
beard. Oh Dody, look at those
wrinkles.
There! Hahahahaha...
Hahahahaha, oh my darling.
Oh, my Dody.
Haha.
Now Jip, you mustn't be tiresome.
Jip tiresome?
Dear me, no. Of course not.
Oh Dody,
I bought the most beautiful
little barrel of oysters,
And the man said
that they are delicious.
Well, here they come.
They seem rather obstinate oysters.
I don't think they've been
opened. We did have the most
beautiful
oyster knife, but it's lost.
Ow! Well, that finishes the
oysters. Writing a story in Monsley
Pass
isn't
easy. Ah,
mutton.
That's always sure to be
good. Splended, splended.
I've seen some of the
illustrations. I hope...
It seems to be all
burned. The butcher said
it was the very best mutton.
It may be the very best dear,
But unfortunately it's burnt
on one side and raw on the other!
Now... now, Jippy.
Now, now, now,
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This is a fine dinner you've given us!

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Oh don't! Oh don't!
Oh dear, I shall never stand it,
never stand it,
Oh!
Dody!
My darling!
Dody! You won't hurt
her. I was naughty.
But it was all my
fault. No.
Yes Dody. #No my darling.
The err was all my fault.
I've... I've been trying to change you,
And when I should have been trying
To relieve you of all of your cares.
Why didn't I think of it before?
Think of what, Dody?
Well, we'll send for my Peggotty.
And she shall come look after us
both. Now, my precious,
You must be weary.
No Dody, don't send me to bed. Don't.
Dody, may I ask you something?
It may be silly.
What wonderful thing is that?
I want to help
when you're so
industrious. May I...
May I hold the
pens? Yes dear.
A talking pen, might disturb my Dody.
Oh... Dody!
My darling, what is it?
What's wrong?
Master Davy. Master Davy.
What's the matter?
Dora's not worse, is she?
No, Master Davy.
She's resting comfortable.
But my brother Dan's here.
He has news of Emily!
Master Davy.
It was in Napels, by the sea,
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When she knowed she was abandoned,
Her heart died in her.
That snake, his servant, insulted her.
Told her he'd been left there
by his master to marry her.
Something cast off for a servant's use.
She tried to die by her own hand.
So he locked her up, imprisoned her.
And she, my poor lass, when night come,
She forced a window
and escaped to the
shore.
She fought herself home.
Wandering on the Yarmouth beach,
She stumbled on calling out for
us who loved her.
Thinking that here was the old boat,
and there was
Her dear friends.
When morning broke, they found her.
By God's mercy, they took her in
and cared for her.
All night long, we've been together.
Her arms around my neck,
and her head laid here.
We knows full well we can put
our trust in one another forevermore.
One thing, Master Davy,
is heavy on my mind.
'Tis Ham, sir.
He was cut deep and
lost his care for life.
I've heard how in rough weather
and in danger,
He's first to follow his mates
As if he hoped the sea would take
him. Sir, would you go to Yarmouth,
as soon as maybe,
And get word to Ham.
Tell him as how Emily
remembers all his kindness.
And how she begs his forgiveness.
And says goodbye.
I'll go by the first coach.
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It looks like a schooner from
Spain or Portugal.
Hello Mrs. Gummidge. Where's Ham?
He's gone down there
to help with the
rescue.
I must see him.
I have an important
message from Dan Peggotty.
Oh Master Davy,
don't let him do anything dangerous.
Give me a line
and I'll swim out to them!
Ham! Ham! Ham!
Be careful with the precious,
Master Davy.
Be careful. Be careful.
Everything's all ready for her.
The bed's all made and comfortable.
There you are, Jip right next to you.
There you are my
darling. Dody, look at
the garden. The blossoms
are out.
Now I know I shall be
well and strong again.
And when you can run about
as you used to, we shall make Jip race.
Dody, you must take me to London
to see the Enchanted Bird again.
Promise?
Of course sweetie.
Our patient seems to have borne
the journey down stairs
Remarkably well.
So I shall be on my
way. Until tomorrow, my
dear.
Oh, you must allow me to see you
to the door,
doctor. Thank you.
How can we ever thank you enough?
My boy, there's something you must know.
She is better, isn't she?
She's in so much brighter
spirits. Doctor...
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No David, no.
Her life's in no immediate danger.
But I cannot give you any hope
for any real
recovery. Sorry
David.
Dody, come and look at our garden.
We'll be walking there soon.
I'm coming, my love.
Yes doctor?
Her strength is done.
Poor
Dora.
Dody?
Yes Darling?
Is... is it Ionely downstairs, Dody?
You'll soon be well and strong
again, my Dora.
Ah Dody, sometimes I
think... you know it is
Always a silly little thing I thought,
that will never be.
No, no, my darling.
I'm with you.
I won't allow anything to happen to
you. Dody, I'm afraid...
I was too young.
I wasn't fit to be a wife.
We... we've always been very happy,
my sweet Dora.
I've was very happy, very.
But, as the years went on...
My dear boy would have wearied
of his child wife.
He would have realized, more and more,
What was... what was once in his home.
She wouldn't have improved.
You know Dody, it's better as it is.
Dody?
Yes, my dear.
I... I want to speak to
Agnes. Let no one else come.
I want to speak to Agnes, quite
alone. Oh Dody,
You could never love your child wife
More that you do now.
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And in more years, she would have...
she would have so tried
And disappointed you,
that you may not have been
Able to love her half as well.
Oh Jip, if we shall ever be again.
"Miss Agnes Wickfield
Canterbury
England, Kent"
"...Year has made me realize
my love of home.
I have also been perturbed by
a curious letter I have
received From Micawber about
your father's affairs,
And so I am returning to England
Immediately.
Yours Affectionate,
David"
I'm sure I never signed that
paper. Oh yes Mr. Wickfield,
I can assure you that you did.
But I... I must have been out of
my mind to think I had the power.
Take it more quietly,
father. Then you'll
remember.
I'm afraid Mr. Wickfield is
a little careless.
I warned him,
but he wouldn't listen to me.
I did listen!
I listened far too often!
Don't let him upset you, father.
That's right Miss Agnes,
I fancy all the same,
You'll need some help
from before you're done.
Lf... if you were to
suggest to Miss Agnes that
She be a little kind to me,
We should manage the business very well.
I'm sure it would be good
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Don't despair sir.
I'll get to the bottom of this.
Micawber's the key to it.
He knows better than anyone
what Uriah's been up to it.
Oh, but he's sold his soul to
Uriah, the same as I have.
Oh, it's true, Micawber's been
strange lately.
I, myself have been worried.
But he's always been so honest, so true,
I... I can't believe he's
false until I've seen him.
Miss Trotwood, Mr. Copperfield,
and Mr. Dick.
Well isn't this...
this is an unexpected pleasure,
Miss Trotwood.
There have been some changes
in the office since
I was a humble clerk.
But I'm not changed, Miss
Trotwood. I think you're pretty
constant
to the promise of your youth,
If that's any satisfaction to you.
Oh, thank you for your good
opinion. No good opinion's wasted
upon you,
Uriah Heep!
Still seeking that
quarrel, Master
Copperfield?
I'm seeking more than
that. Out of my way,
Micawber.
What are you waiting for!
Because... because... in short I
choose! Ah, you was always a worthless
fellow
as all the world knows.
It will oblige me to get rid of
you. Now you go along.
I'll talk to you presently.
If there's a scoundrel in all
this world with who I've talked
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Too much, that scoundrel's name is Heep!
Oh, I see. A conspiracy, eh?
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you and me.
There's no love between us.
You was always a puppy with
a proud stomache
When you first come in here.
You envy me rise.
You'll make nothing of this!
I'll match you!
Mr. Micawber, there's a change
in this fellow
That assures me we're right.
Deal with him as he deserves.
Ah, precious set of people ain't you,
Trying to buy me clerk over!
The very scum,
as you yourself was before
Copperfield before anyone
had charity on you!
Miss Wickfield, if you have
any love for your father,
Don't you join them,
Because if you do, I'll ruin him!
Scoundrel!
Miss Wickfield, Mr. Wickfield,
and others whom it may
concern! In denouncing
the most consummate villain
That ever existed,
I ask no consideration for myself,
But I declare that Heep,
and Heep only of the firm
Wickfield and Heep,
Is a forger and cheat!
Liar! Give me those. Ah!
I'll get even with you for
this! You want to carry out my
orders! You're in it as much as
I!
Approach me, approach me,
You... you... you heep of infamy!
And if your head is human,
I'll break it!
I cast off your yoke!
I defy you!
Come on! Come on! Come on!

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My charges against Heep are as
follows: First,
He has caused Mr. Wickfield to sign
Documents of importance
representing them as of no importance.
Thereby, empowering Heep to
draw out trust money.
Prove this you Copperfield,
or in good
time Thank
you.
Heep, has systematically
forged to various books
And documents the
signature of Mr.
Wickfield.
I have in my possession
several imitations of
Mr. Wickfields signature,
The work of this monster Heep!
I have now concluded,
And although poverty and
imprisonment may
follow, I trust the
labor of
these investigations may be
As a sprinkling of sweet water
upon my funeral pile.
I ask no more,
but in the name of justice,
Let it be said of me,
as of a gallant naval hero,
That what I have done,
I did for England, home and beauty.
Yours et cetera, et cetera,
et cetera, Wilkins Micawber.
The books!
The books are gone!
Who stole the
books! I did!
When you gave me the
keys this morning as
usual.
Don't be uneasy,
they're in my possession.
I'll take care of them.
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you? In these circumstances, yes.

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Hmmm. What do you want done?
I'll tell you what must be done.
Mr. Wickfield, please.
First, the deed of partnership
must be given over to me, now. Here.
Supposing I haven't got
it. But you have,
therefore,
we won't suppose that.
Then you must return the bonds
you've taken, and all the
money
You've appropriated to the last penny.
All the partnership books and papers
must remain in our possession.
Hmm, must I?
I don't know about that.
I must have time to think about it.
Certainly.
In the meantime, you may wish to
repose in Mason jail.
Mr. Dick, will you go around
and get a couple of officers.
With the greatest pleasure.
Oh, no, no, now, don't let us be hasty.
Don't let us be hasty.
Master Copperfield, We've lost
our tempers perhaps.
Allow me to bend.
I'm a very humble person,
Master Copperfield.
I have no wish to rise above my
place. The keys?
Is that all, Master Copperfield?
Yes.
Then I humbly beg to wish
you all a very good day.
Goodness me,
who is that David's bringing home?
I must speak plainly, Agnes.
After Dora died,
I went away Ionely and miserable.
I stayed away realizing my need of you.
I've returned loving you.
David, the night that Dora died,
I was alone with her if you remember.
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The last thing that she asked me was
that I should take her
place. I've loved you all my
life.
Heh, high time, too.
Eh, Mr. Dick?

THE END:

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