The Mystery of Edwin Drood

Belishner, belishner pass.

Belisner.

Pleasant dreams, deary.

What do you know about my dreams?

Nought, Mr. Roorich, nought.

Have another.

You've had five since you come in.

Here.

Here.

What's that you say?

Power on, I'm saying.

Christ, assured.

Unintelligible!

Remember what he cost me?

Three and six a thimble full.

A gentleman Joe is.

What are you dreaming about, him?

Do they talk, your charming patrons?

You ever understand what they say in their dreams?

Nary a word, Mr. Roorich.

Their dreams is too pleasant

have another, it'll make six.

Here.

Five!

Three and six, for a thimbleful it cost me, I tell you!

And you only leave five Bob.

J“ up, pray, and watch, and wrestle j“

j“ at midnight comes the cry j“

j“ see that your lamps are burning j“

j“ replenish them with oil j“

j“ look now for your salvation j“

j“ the end of sin and toil j“

j“ the watchers on the mountains j“

j“ proclaim the bridegroom near j“

j“ go, meet him as he cometh j“

j“ with hallelujahs clear j“

j“ amen j“

J“ where there you are j“

j“ who gazes upon the glade j“

j“ raise well you sing j“

j“ shall crowd in who are saved j“

j“ raise well, you j“

- Good evening, Mr. Dean. - Good evening.

- Mr. Jasper was took a little poorly, sir.

Say taken to the Dean.

And how was Mr. Jasper taken?

Mr. Jasper was that breathless.

Breathless to the Dean, durdles.

- It was some sort of a fit it seemed to me.

- Poor Mr. Jasper has been going up to London

twice a week for treatment, sir.

But he insists that it's nothing serious.

Indeed I trust not.

Oh my dear Edwin,

I didn't expect you so soon.

Let me take your coat.

Aren't your feet wet?

Pull your boots off

my dear uncle I'm dry as a bone.

There's slippers in your room.

Don't mollycoddle me, I'm 21 you know.

But it's hard not to.

You must remember I made a habit of it for 14 years.

Would it be mollycoddling you to give you a hot drink?

Oh, good old fellow.

Up to much to the old days.

- When you're 34 you won't want to be called old.

Don't be silly.

I see you placed my sketch of Rosa in a place of honor.

Yes, ned.

It's the best drawing you ever made,

that's why I put it there.

- I should be able to catch that capricious expression,

I've seen it often enough.

I don't find it on her face when

I go to see her, I leave it there.

Come in.

- Well if it isn't mrs tope, lovelier than ever.

Give me a kiss because tomorrow is Rosa' birthday.

- Your uncle spoiled you, young man, that's what it is.

I think you have the right to make free with anyone.

I've a mind to tell miss Rosa on him.

And you engaged to her in your cradle.

- When two people are engaged in their cradles,

there's a certain flatness to it.

Everything is settled before you begin.

You know I almost envy you Jack.

Your life hasn't been mapped out for you.

You envy me?

Because you're free and independent,

respected as a lay clerk here.

You choose your own society,

no wife when you want one.

One of the most popular men in cloisterham.

I hate it here.

The cramped monotony of my existence grinds me away.

How does our service sound to you?

Beautiful!

Quite celestial.

It often sounds to me quite devilish.

I'm so weary of it all.

No wretched monk who ever droned

his life away in that gloomy cathedral

could be more tired of it.

He could take to carving demons for relief and did.

Must I take to carving them out of my heart?

I thought you had so exactly

found your niche in life, Jack.

They all think so.

Rosa thinks so.

When did she say so?

The last time I was here.

How did she phrase it?

- She said you were made for your vocation.

How's she doing with her music?

Need more lessons.

- She won't be taking many more lessons from you, Jack.

I know it.

I'm going out to Egypt after Christmas.

That engineering job is all settled.

I might as well marry her and take her with me.

- But she's still a child, she's still in school.

She's 18 tomorrow.

Does Rosa know about this?

I came down to tell her.

Miss Rosa bud, please.

Yes, sir,

You step into miss twinkleton's parlor.

Oh don't, eddy

don't what, Rosa?

Coming in nearer.

So absurd.

To be an engaged orphan.

- You've given me an affectionate welcome, I must say.

- Well, I will in a minute, but I can't just yet.

A acidulated drop.

How do you do, Mr. Drood?

Very glad indeed to have the pleasure.

Pray excuse me.

Tweezers, thank you.

Your birthday present.

Gloves?

How did you guess?

Because you gave me gloves

last year and the year before.

Don't let's start nagging.

Sorry, my fault.

Thanks for the gloves.

All the girls gave me presents.

We had a dance last night.

Without any partners?

How dull.

Chavey girls pretended to be their brothers.

It was so droll.

Did anybody pretended to be..

- To be you? - Yes.

- Oh indeed yes, and I refused to dance with you.

But why?

Because I was so tired of you

don't be angry, you were just as tired of me.

I trust I disturb no one,

but there was a paper-knife.

Mr. Drood is well; Though I needn't ask

if I mayjudge from complexion.

I have something very important

to tell you, a decision I've come to.

Then let's go for a walk.

Has anybody seen my Pearl button-holder?

Can we go for a walk, miss twinkleton?

- You can, the question should have been, may you?

You may.

Think of all we can see out there.

Sphinx, and the pyramids, the hot sun.

But I don't want to go to Egypt.

Musty old mummies and sand.

But you're 18.

If we're going to do it the way

our parents wanted us to

we'd better get it over with.

I suppose so.

Give me a kiss, a quick one.

Nobody is looking, doo, doo!

You never want to kiss me.

What are you eating?

Lumps-of-delight.

- A Turkish sweetmeat, don't you know anything?

Might offer me one.

Sorry, that was the last.

That's Jack.

Poor fellow, he's going to miss us.

I don't like it here, do you?

- Oh, we haven't had a very happy walk, have we?

We seem to try one another.

I'm a young little thing to have an old heartache.

But I really, really have sometimes.

Don't be angry with me.

I know you have one too.

Shut up.

We may be happy yet.

- Oh. - Ooh.