:12:03
Now, as you are to meet
your new master...
:12:07
...pull that cap off your eyes.
:12:10
Hold your head up, sir.
:12:15
Dry your eyes, sir.
:12:23
- Is that you, Bumble?
- No one else, Mr. Sowerberry.
:12:27
I've brought the orphan,
Oliver Twist.
:12:30
So this is the orphan, is it?
:12:32
Mrs. Sowerberry...
:12:34
...will you have the goodness
to come here a moment, my dear?
:12:38
Oliver Twist.
:12:40
How comes an orphan
to have any name at all?
:12:42
- I invented it.
- You, Mr. Bumble?
:12:45
I, Mr. Sowerberry.
:12:47
I name all our foundlings
in alphabetical order.
:12:50
The last was S.
:12:52
Swubble, I named him.
:12:54
This was a T. Twist,
I named him.
:12:58
Next one as comes
will be Unwin...
:13:00
...and the next, Vilkins.
:13:02
I've got names ready
all through the alphabet, right up to Z.
:13:06
Why, you're quite
a literary character, sir.
:13:09
Well, well...
:13:11
...perhaps I may be.
- Mrs. Sowerberry...
:13:14
...this is the orphan
from the workhouse.
:13:18
Dear me, he's very small.
:13:20
But he'll grow, Mrs. Sowerberry.
He'll grow.
:13:22
Yes, I daresay he will.
On our food and drink.
:13:27
Workhouse boys always cost more
to keep than they're worth.
:13:31
Get downstairs, you bag of bones.
:13:35
Here, Charlotte...
:13:37
...give this boy some of the cold bits
that were put by for the dog.