Great Expectations

"In my stars, I am above thee.

"But be not afraid of greatness.

"Some are born great,

"some achieve greatness,

"and others have greatness thrust upon them."

Every day, always mumbling to yourself, Pip.

- It's Shakespeare. - Oh.

I learn passages by heart and recite them.

Why would you do that?

Oh, you know, because I can.

And because it helps to pass the time.

And soon, it'll be you hitting the iron and making the tools.

And then time will pass all by itself,

without the need of mumbling.

Joe! Pip! Come.

Dinner time, Pip.

I'll collect up the nails.

Joe, Pip!

Are you deaf?

Coming, love.

Be quick, Pip.

One farthing saved...

Pip, I say three times!

Two farthings saved. Dinner is ready,

- and I'll mince your legs... - Three farthings saved.

...for sausages if you don't get in this second.

I'll lock the door.

What is that scratching?

What do you think? It's a rat.

The only rat in your 10 square yards

is you, Compeyson.

You're Lord of the Rats!

Why don't you keep your mad bloody ravings to yourself?

It may amuse your superiors to put me

and my only mortal enemy on this earth

next to each other.

To have to listen to him breathing in

and breathing out all night long

when every muscle and sinew in my body strains to get on him

and squeeze the last breath out of him

so he will never fucking breathe a breath ever again!

Tell the mad bastard

the inconvenience of our proximity is mutual.

I'd rather be neighbor with a burning volcano.

Which I am!

I am a volcano!

Burning with injustice.

Because you are the reason I am here in fucking chains!

Well, you two better get used to it.

You're gonna be side by side, like sweethearts,

all the way to Australia.

You garbage rat!

Fire!

Fire on deck!

Come quick! Fire!

Compeyson, you rat!

(PRISONERS SCREAMING)

- Fire! Guard, this cell!

You'll pay for this, Compeyson!

I'll kill you, Compeyson.

I'll kill you.

Open the door!

Let me out.

Hey.

Open the fucking door.

I didn't really like the sound of Australia.

I think I'll go to London and pay a visit to your wife.

Burn in hell, Magwitch.

No!

No! No!

No!

No!

No! No! No!

No, please don't!

(PRISONERS SHOUTING INDISTINCTLY)

Stop him! Prisoners aboard!

- (CHAINS CLANKING) - (PANTING)

Boots!

Treading mud all through the house.

The ground is frozen. How can there be mud?

The water and the mud freezes and makes it hard.

What's this?

Decorations. For Christmas. I...

I thought they looked nice.

Joe, the boy here is implying that there is something lacking

in the way I decorate our house for the season.

And look, he's been bold enough

to provide a remedy.

Berries are not even Christian.

Hands.

There are some in the village who say

that bringing berries into the house

is summoning the Devil himself.

So, it's the Devil himself you're inviting into our home,

is it, Pip? Just in time for Christmas.

No, that was not my express intention.

Oh, Joe. The boy uses words longer than himself these days.

Yes, Pip?

You should cut your words in half.

It's all them books they keep giving him at that school.

Or cut them into quarters.

Words coming out of his ears.

Just say yes or no.

Why would I ever dare say "no"?

Youse two are always whispering.

How many nails did you save?

Hmm.

You get room, and board, and lodgings,

all for saving seven nails?

Well, I would say that is a very good exchange for you.

And a very poor one for us.

Oh, well, now.

Oh!

Yes, Joe. I made a drop of sauce

on account of it nearly being Christmas.

No, Sara. You made it on account of all your harsh words.

You see, you speak your goodness through your savory sauces.

Pip,

untangle the ingredients, and you'll find love in there,

amongst the sage and parsley.

No parsley in there.

It's nettle.

I mean, I do what I can with what I've got,

which isn't much.

And if it wasn't for my harsh words,

you two would be sitting around this cottage all day long idle

like them potatoes there in that steaming pot.

Yes, Joe.

You are one large potato.

She's right, Joe. You look just like a large potato.

- (PIP CHUCKLES) - (JOE LAUGHS)

Got me as daft as the two of you.

Sounds like one of the devils has escaped.

- (DOGS BARKING) - (MEN TALKING INDISTINCTLY)

He's alive.

- Damn you, Compeyson. - (LOUD CANNON BOOM)

Well, if any convicted cutter of throats

bound for Australia

diverts and comes to our door...

He would soon regret it if it was you

who opened the door, my love.

Spiders as big as cats in Australia.

Snakes the length of rivers.

But nothing so fierce as Sara with a soup spoon. (CHUCKLES)

Would any convict come all the way up here

from the river?

Won't get far on a night like this.

Probably frozen stiff already.

Good. Because I have to go and see Mum and Dad.

Now, Pip, that might not be wise with the cannons barking, huh?

I'm not afraid of a frozen man.

I will go and be back before seven o'clock.

I believe Joe just said it's not wise.

When Joe is finished, dinner is finished,

so dinner's finished, so bring your plate.

But it's Christmas Eve.

Joe just said It's not wise.

Now, I said that dinner is finished.

So, you will stay indoors, Pip, and you will bring your plate.

It is a short walk. I'm happy myself with the wisdom of going.

He is happy himself, himself decides.

Yes, I have decided.

I'll go and see my parents.

Now, no need for that old thing, Sara.

- (CANE SLAMS AGAINST DOOR) - Need for it,

because even though I'm 20 years his senior,

my little brother has long words and I have short words.

But the tickler will have the last word.

I would have gone earlier, but I was busy

saving you four farthings, picking up in there.

- (CANE SLAMS DOWN) - (CANON BOOMS)

Pip, don't you hear that?

Well, Joe.

Tell the boy the next one is for his bare back.

Pip, it's out of love.