:15:02
You'd have been a deuced deal
more wakeful out in the cold.
:15:09
Is that my Squeery?
:15:18
The crime of my dead eye, my love...
:15:21
is that I can't see you twice.
:15:24
- How's the pig?
- Just as you left her.
:15:27
And the boys?
:15:28
Young Braithwaite's had a fever.
:15:31
Third time this year.
:15:33
I say it's obstinacy,
and we beat it out of him.
:15:37
No one can cure an illness
quicker than you, my love.
:15:43
This is the new man, Mr. Nickleby.
:15:47
- I hope you're not hungry.
- I am.
:15:50
Of course you are.
:15:51
I've got a nice hot stew
for you here, Squeery.
:15:55
And there's bread on the table.
:15:59
I brought the letters to the boys,
I'll read them in the morning.
:16:02
- I'm doing the brimstone first.
- Of course you are.
:16:06
Grand piece of meat in that, Squeery.
Put the heat back in you.
:16:10
Aye, it will.
:16:12
- How was your journey, my pet?
- Dreadful.
:16:14
- Was it perishing?
- Torture.
:16:20
What?
:16:25
Have you...
:16:28
Did anybody...
:16:32
Has nothing been heard...
:16:37
about me?
:16:39
Not a word, and never will we.
:16:43
But count your blessings.
You've been here all these years...
:16:47
and not a penny paid after the first six.
:16:50
No clue as to who you belong to,
and still I feed you.
:16:54
That's cause for joy.
:16:58
And here's more cause for joy.