Little Dorrit

Ah, well done, Mrs Dorrit!

A very nice little...girl, indeed!

Yes! Ah, there's a pretty!

Now, would you care to hold her,

Mr Dorrit?

There, there...

There she is.

The first child of the Marshalsea,

Mr Dorrit.

Now, ain't that a distinction?

A new little Dorrit!

Little Amy.

Good morning, Miss Amy.

Good morning, John.

Morning, miss.

Mind out the way now!

Flintwinch!

Yeah, yeah...

I hear you.

You and your blasted stick.

The girl comes this morning?

She does.

Good. Tell her nothing!

Oh, Lord save us!

Please, ma'am, don't be alarmed.

It's Amy Dorrit,

come to call on Mrs Clennam.

Oh, dear me.

Just a moment.

Jeremiah!

Now what, woman?

What's the matter with you? Eh?

Out of the way!

Ohh!

Yes? What?

Amy Dorrit, sir, to see Mrs Clennam.

Ah. Yes. You'd better come in.

Thank you, sir.

Would I be speaking to Mr Clennam?

No, you would not.

You're very small, ain't ya?

Yes, sir. I AM strong.

Are you, now? You look

a shrimpy little thing to me.

Well, she's upstairs. This way.

Grrrr!

Ah!

It's a bit dark, sir.

She likes it dark,

and I'm used to it.

Not afraid of the dark, I hope?

No, sir.

Good girl.

Not afraid of me, either, I hope?

No, sir.

Well, you ought to be,

cos I'm a terror when I'm roused.

Here we are.

Come!

Here she is.

You won't want me.

No, you can go.

Amy Dorrit?

Yes, ma'am.

Come closer.

Why, you're a child!

I'm 21, Mrs Clennam.

I know I am small,

but I am quite grown up.

Are you?

Mr Casby tells me

you are looking for employment.

Yes, ma'am.

I've brought some samples

of my work, ma'am.

Good.

This is good, neat work.

Well, Miss Dorrit...

...I'm prepared to take you

on approval. General duties.

Three days a week, from eight

in the morning till six in the evening,

7s 6d a week. You may start

this very day. Will that suit?

Yes, ma'am.

Very well, ma'am...

You'll find it very quiet here.

There's only myself and Flintwinch

and his wife. My husband and son...

My husband and son...are abroad.

Arthur... Put it right.

Put it righ t... Put it righ t...

Well, Mr Clennam! Not long left

of our deuced confinement!

What a fate!

To be quarantined in Marseilles,

of all places! And for what?

For no very good reason,

except we've travelled from the East.

The East is the country of the plague,

so they think here.

The East?

You call Venice the East? Do they?

Mr Clennam has been in China,

Papa. He's been away for 1 5 years.

I'm sure he can put up

with a few more hours' delay.

Besides,

I've enjoying the company here.

Oh, the company!

Well, excellent company, to be sure!

Thank you, Mr Clennam.

We've enjoyed these days together,

haven't we, Tattycoram?

Yes, miss.

It's getting so hot!

Tatty, would you carry

my shawl for me?

I hate you.

All of you, hate you

with your kindness and your charity

and your pretty faces and your baby names,

like I was a toy or a doll...

Papa, shall we join

Mama downstairs?

No, no, you go ahead, Pet,

I'll follow on.

A bientôt, Mr Clennam!

A presto, Miss Meagles.

You have a very lovely daughter,

Mr Meagles.

Yes, yes, I do. And Mrs Meagles and I

are very glad you think so, Mr Clennam.

Very glad, indeed.

There you are.

Why are you always following me?

Go away! You don't care for me!

Oh, but I do...Harriet.

They're waiting for you.

I won't come.

I'll run away.

Or I'll curl up and die here.

No, you won't.

You'll be patient, and bear it all.

I thought they took me in

to be part of their family,

but they treat me like dirt.

Like I was nothing!

Well, of course they do.

I was like you once.

No... Go away.

I'm frightened of you.

And why is that?

You see right through me.

You see all my badness.

You make me worse. You make me

say things I don't mean...

I...I don't hate them.

They're good and kind,

and I'm a wicked, thankless creature.

Have it your own way.

Here is my address.

If ever you want to come to me...

...you may.

Thank you, Mr Flintwinch.

Eight o'clock tomorrow, then.

Hold on.

Where do we send to

if we need to get word to you?

Oh...

Care of Mr Plornish, Bleeding Heart Yard,

if you please, Mr Flintwinch.

Good day.

Didn't care to divulge her address.

Nor would you, I daresay,

if you lived in a debtors' prison,

Flintwinch.

Plenty of people

in debtors' prisons.

Some of them even deserve

to be there.

God has brought

this child to my door.

I cannot avert my eyes.

Ah, our boat is here.

We're free at last.

And you're bound for London,

Mr Clennam?

Yes. Some business to settle first.

And then?

And then I'm going to start my life

all over again.

Well, now!

Oh, at last, Tatty!

You can help me with these boxes.

Miss Wade, can I offer you

any assistance in your arrangements?

I'm obliged to you, but I prefer to go

my own way and in my own manner.

Well, goodbye, Miss Wade!