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SIDE 1

OLIVE

That's him, Officer, right over there!

POLICEMAN

I'll take that bag, boy.

JACK

But it's mine, sir!

EMMA

It isn't. It belonged to our dear departed father.

JACK

No, it didn't.


OLIVE

Take him to jail, Officer.

ANNIE

But, sir, it really is our bag. Those two kids stole it from us and my brother just grabbed it back and-

POLICEMAN

You can make your case to the Chief Inspector at Scotland Yard! Step aside! Let us through!

(The POLICEMAN marches JACK and ANNIE off to

Scotland Yard, followed by the CROWD.)

This way!

(MR. DICKENS enters. ANNIE sees him.)

ANNIE

Jack, look!

JACK

Mister Dickens!

ANNIE

Hello! Hello! It's us! Remember us?

(MR. DICKENS sees her.)

POLICEMAN

Button up, boy!

ANNIE

It's us! The chimney sweeps in your study, remember?

(MR. DICKENS starts towards ANNIE, pushing his way through the CROWD.)

POLICEMAN

I said button it!