Audition Central: Oliver! JR.
Script: Artful Dodger
SIDE 1
DODGER
Tired?
OLIVER
Yes. I've been walking seven days.
DODGER
Seven days?! Who are you running away from then? Your old man?
OLIVER
No, I'm an orphan. I've come to London to make my fortune.
DODGER
(suddenly very interested)
Oh you have, have ya.
OLIVER
Yes.
DODGER
Got any lodgings?
OLIVER
No.
DODGER
Money?
OLIVER
Not a farthing. Do you live in London?
DODGER
When I'm at home. I suppose you want some place to sleep tonight, don't you? Are you accommodated?
OLIVER
No, I don't think so...
DODGER
Then accommodated you shall be me young mate.
(He eyes OLIVER speculatively.)
There's a certain place and I know a respectable old gentleman as lives there, what'll give you lodging's for nothing. Mister Fagin. That's his name. Mister Fagin. By the way if I'm introducing you to Fagin, I better know who you are, me old china.
END
SIDE 2
DODGER
Mr. Twist has come to London to seek his fortune.
FAGIN
You've come to London to seek your fortune. We must see what we can do to help you. Are you hungry?
OLIVER
Starving.
FAGIN
Would you like a sausage?
DODGER
Hey Fagin! These sausages are moldy!
(OLIVER is looking at the handkerchiefs hung throughout the room.)
FAGIN
Ah! You're a-staring at the pocket handkerchiefs! There are quite a few of 'em ain't there? We've just hung 'em out, ready for the wash. The wash, that's all, Oliver, that's all.
OLIVER
Is this a laundry then, sir?
(The GANG roars with laughter.)
FAGIN
Well, not exactly, my dear. I suppose a laundry would be a very nice thing indeed, but our line of business pays a little better. Don't it boys?
GANG
I'll say it does!
FAGIN
You see, Oliver…
END
SIDE 3
FAGIN
Oh ladies, I forgot, you must meet our new lodger, Master Oliver Twist Esquire.
(NANCY and BET curtsey. OLIVER bows solemnly.)
NANCY
Charmed!
BET
Pleased to meet you, I'm sure.
(OLIVER bows. The GANG laughs and cat calls. OLIVER looks at them, hurt and angry. NANCY, seeing this, immediately takes his part.)
NANCY
Don't you take no notice of 'em Oliver. Just 'cause you've got manners and they ain't.
(to GANG)
You wouldn't know quality if you saw it, none of you. Dodger!
DODGER
Yeah?
NANCY
Have you seen the way them quality gentlemen treats their ladies?
DODGER
Of course I have.
NANCY
Shall we show them how it's done?
DODGER
Definitely!
NANCY
So how's it go then Dodger?
END
SIDE 4
SIKES
Somebody must find out what's been done, or said. If he hasn't talked yet, there's still a chance we might get him back without suspicion. We'll nab him the very moment he dares to step out of that house. Now who's gonna go?
(They all look around at each other.)
DODGER
I suppose it'll have to be me-
FAGIN
You shut your trap, Dodger. You've caused enough trouble.
(He looks at NANCY.)
It's got to be done quiet. We don't want any fuss.
(smirking at NANCY)
The very thing! Nancy my dear, you're so good with the boy.
NANCY
It's no good trying it on with me.
(SIKES crosses to her menacingly.)
SIKES
And just what do you mean by that remark?
(NANCY looks at SIKES.)
NANCY
What I say, Bill. I'm not going. Why can't you leave the boy alone? He won't do you no harm. Why can't you leave him where he is, where he'll get the chance of a decent life?
SIKES
You'll get him back here my girl. Or else.
END