[
about Oliver]
Mr. Bumble:
Mother came to us destitute. Brings a child into the world, takes one look at him and promptly dies - -without leaving so much as a forwarding name and address!
Nancy:
I thieved for you when I was half his age and it's your dirty work I've been doing ever since.
Bill:
Well if you have it's a living ain't it?
Fagin:
Yes, a living is a living.
Nancy:
Some living, Lord help me, some living!
Bill Sikes:
You're a fine one for the boy to make a friend of!
Nancy:
Yes, I am, Lord help me! But tonight he's a liar, and a thief, and all that's bad! Ain't that enough for you without beating him to death?
Nancy:
Bill, you do love me, don't ya?
Bill Sikes:
Of course I do; I live with ya, don't I?
Fagin:
We must have civil words, Bill. Civil words.
Oliver Twist:
Please sir, I want some more.
Mr. Bumble:
[
thinking he must not have heard right] What?
Oliver Twist:
Please sir, I want some...
[
pauses hesitatingly]
Oliver Twist:
more?
Mr. Bumble:
[
surprised beyond belief] More?
Boy:
Fagin, this sausage is moldy!
Fagin:
Shut up and drink your gin.
Oliver Twist:
[
singing] Where is love?
Nancy:
[
to Oliver] Charmed!
Dodger:
Oh yes! We're all ladies and gentlemen around here. We're all quality.
Nancy:
Now don't you take no notice of them, just because you got manners and they ain't!
Mr. Jessop:
Two other boys stole Mr. Brownlow's wallet. This child had nothing to do with it!
The Magistrate:
[
half-drunk] But sentence has been passed... hasn't it?
Mr. Brownlow:
[
referring to Bill Sikes] Who is this man?
Nancy:
No, I won't tell ya! Whatever else I do I won't turn on him. You wouldn't understand, but I've got to go back. I want to go back.
Nancy:
[
singing] Who cares if straightlaces sneer at us in the street? Fine airs and fine graces don't have to sin to eat.
Mr. Brownlow:
Wait! Is the boy hurt, ill-treated? If so, I shall...
Nancy:
[
referring to Bill Sikes] I can't say no more, PLEASE! He'll kill me as it is if he finds out!
Noah Claypole:
Your mother was a regular, right-down bad 'un.
Mr. Brownlow:
In the eyes of the law, you are the more guilty of the two, for the law supposes that your wife acts under your direction.
Mr. Bumble:
If that's what the law supposes, sir, then the law is a ass! If that be the eyes of the law, sir, then the law is a bachelor!
Bill:
Hand it over, you avaricious old skeleton.
Fagin:
[
sings] I'm reviewing the situation / Can a fellow be a villain all his life? / All the trials and tribulations. / Better settle down and get myself a wife! / And a wife would cook and sew for me, / And come for me, and go for me, / And go for me, and nag at me, / The fingers, she would wag at me. / The money she would take from me. / A misery, she'll make from me... I think I'd better think it out again!
Fagin:
[
sings] In this life, one thing counts / In the bank, large amounts / I'm afraid these don't grow on trees, / You've got to pick-a-pocket or two / You've got to pick-a-pocket or two, boys, / You've got to pick-a-pocket or two.
Boy:
[
sings] Large amounts don't grow on trees. / You've got to pick-a-pocket or two.
Fagin:
Bill, please, no violence!
Dodger:
[
sings] Once a villain, you're a villain to the end!
Sowerberry:
Quite right. We must all sit on Oliver.
Bill Sikes:
[
realizing he's trapped] Nancy, I loved you didn't I? Look what you've done to me!
Fagin:
[
singing] A wife you can keep, anyway/ I'd rather sleep, anyway.
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