遠大前程

Magwitch: Hold your noise! Hold your noise you little devil, or I'll cut your throat! Tell us your name, quick. Young Pip: I'm Pip. Magwitch: Once more, give it mouth! Young Pip: Pip. Magwitch: Ssh. Young Pip: Pip, Sir. Don't sir, please! Magwitch: You've got wills on you, boy? You've got wills on ya! Young Pip: No, sir. Magwitch: Come here. What fat cheeks you've got. Darn me if I couldn't eat 'em. Where's your mother? Young Pip: There, sir. Young Pip: Also my father, sir. My father and brothers, too. Magwitch: Orphan, ey? Who do you live with? That's supposing I let you live. Young Pip: My - my sister, sir. My sister, Mrs. Joe Gargery, wife of Joe Gargery, the blacksmith, sir.