:01:05
The money I owe him.
:01:13
I won't be long, sir.
:01:17
- How long do you think it'll take him?
- You really expect him to come back?
:01:22
- You don't?
- With a £5 note in his pocket?
:01:25
No, I do not.
:01:27
If ever that boy
returns to this house...
:01:30
...I'll eat my own head, sir.
:01:33
And yours.
:01:50
Oh, my little brother!
:01:53
- I don't believe my eyes.
- Let me go. Help!
:01:56
- It's a miracle. Oh, I've found him.
- Please let me go.
:02:00
- Oh, Oliver. Oliver.
- Nancy.
:02:02
You're such a naughty boy to make me
suffer such distress on your account.
:02:06
- Let go of me!
- What's the matter, ma'am?
:02:08
He ran away from his parents.
:02:10
- Get off me!
- Hard-working, respectable people...
:02:12
...and joined a set of thieves
and bad characters.
:02:15
Broke his mother's heart.
:02:16
Young wretch.
Go home, you little brute.
:02:19
I haven't got any parents.
:02:21
I'm an orphan.
I live in Pentonville.
:02:22
Oh, only hear him,
how he braves it out.
:02:25
- What? Young Oliver.
- It's true.
:02:29
You come home
to your poor mother.
:02:31
I don't belong to them!
I don't know them! Help! Help!
:02:34
"Help, help"?
:02:35
I'll give you "help, help,"
you little wretch!
:02:39
And these books.
:02:40
Have you been a-stealing them,
have you, eh?
:02:43
- You little villain.
- That's right. You give it to him.
:02:47
- Only way to bring him to his senses.
- I will, missus.
:02:50
And you come with me,
you little wretch.
:02:52
It'll do him good.
:02:54
- Who is this man? Help!
- Bullseye, mind him, boy.
:02:56
- Mind him.
- Help! Help!