Script

SIDE

MRS. BEDWIN

There is a young woman enquiring for you, sir-

MR. BROWNLOW

Mrs. Bedwin, take a look at this miniature. Can you see who it is?

(He hands her the locket.)

MRS. BEDWIN

Why, it's Miss Agnes, sir.

MR. BROWNLOW

Yes. My daughter Agnes. She must have found her way to the workhouse and had the child there.

MRS. BEDWIN

If only she had told us.

(NANCY appears in the doorway.)

NANCY

Pardon me sir, but I've news of Oliver.

MR. BROWNLOW

What is it?

NANCY

Oliver's in danger. In bad company. I'm the girl who dragged him back to old Fagin on the morning he went missing from this house and I wish I'd never have been part of it.

MR. BROWNLOW

You?

NANCY

Me and... and someone else.

MR. BROWNLOW

Where is this Fagin's and who is this other person you speak of? Take me to him.

NANCY

I can't tell you. But I'll bring Oliver to you. Not here. It's far too dangerous.

MR. BROWNLOW

Where then?

NANCY

Will you promise that I won't be watched or followed?

MR. BROWNLOW

I promise you solemnly.

NANCY

Then tonight, between eleven and the time the clock strikes twelve, I will walk on London Bridge and I will bring Oliver.

MR. BROWNLOW

Very well.

(NANCY exits.)

END