:19:00
- Smike!
- Who are you after?
:19:03
It's brimstone morning,
and I can't find the school spoon.
:19:06
We purify the boys' blood
now and then, Nickleby.
:19:10
Purify, fiddlesticks!
:19:14
We give the boys brimstone and treacle,
Mr. Knuckleboy...
:19:17
because if we didn't,
they'd always be ailing.
:19:21
It spoils their appetites and comes cheaper
than breakfast and dinner.
:19:25
You might say it does them good
and us good at the same time.
:19:29
Smike!
:19:34
- Where's the school spoon?
- Please, ma'am.
:19:38
Please.
:19:46
Don't contradict your mistress.
:19:50
Take it.
:19:52
Take it. Be thankful.
:19:54
A most invaluable woman that.
I don't know her equal.
:19:58
Nor I.
:20:00
- No, please!
- Take it.
:20:02
And thank me for it.
:20:04
She does things for them boys...
:20:05
that I don't believe half the mothers going
would do for their own sons.
:20:10
- I should think they would not, sir.
- No.
:20:13
"Mr. Squeers' return from London
is a great event...
:20:16
"as he brings the boys news from home. "
:20:18
Bolder, come here.
:20:25
No letters.
:20:27
But I saw your father in London.
:20:29
He was £2.10 short in his payments.
:20:32
One...
:20:33
two, three...
:20:35
- Four...
- Five, six.
:20:38
But the good news is, we'll keep you on.
Smike, take him out.
:20:43
Letter for Cobbey. Stand up.
:20:48
Your grandmother's dead.
:20:51
Your uncle's took to drink.
:20:53
That's all the news your sister sends,
except for eight pence...
:20:58
which will just cover the square of glass
you broke last week.