The Pickwick Papers (1952)
Kathleen Harrison: Rachel Wardle
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Mr. Jingle : Miss Wardle... forgive intrusion... no time for ceremony... all is discovered!
Rachel Wardle : Zat?
Mr. Jingle : Sshh... fat boy... scoundrel... treacherous dog... told old lady... old lady furious... raving.
Rachel Wardle : My mother?
Mr. Jingle : You and Tuppy.
Rachel Wardle : Tuppy?
Mr. Jingle : Kissing in greenhouse.
Rachel Wardle : Ah! Mr. Jingle, if you're trying to insult me.
Mr. Jingle : On the contrary... overheard fat boy... come to warn you... dreadful danger... tender my services... prevent hub-bub... other hand... think it an insult... leave room.
Rachel Wardle : What shall I do? My brother will be furious!
Mr. Jingle : No possible doubt... outrageous.
Rachel Wardle : Oh, Mr. Jingle, what can I say?
Mr. Jingle : Ah. Say, um, say he dreamed it. Nothing simpler... fat boy horsewhipped... your word believed... end of matter. One word of warning: beware of false hearts beating beneath smiling face.
Rachel Wardle : Whoever do you mean?
Mr. Jingle : Wild horses wouldn't drag... only wants you for your money.
Rachel Wardle : You're referring to Mr. Tupman?
Mr. Jingle : Lips sealed... old friend... ladykiller... loves another.
Rachel Wardle : Another? Who?
Mr. Jingle : Niece... Emily.
Rachel Wardle : My niece. It can't be. I won't believe it.
Mr. Jingle : Watch him.
Rachel Wardle : I will.
Mr. Jingle : Watch his looks... his whispers. He'll sit next to her at table. He'll flatter her and cut you.
Rachel Wardle : Cut me?
Mr. Jingle : Dead... you'll see for yourself.
Rachel Wardle : I will indeed!
Mr. Jingle : You'll cast him out?
Rachel Wardle : I will!
Mr. Jingle : You'll take another?
Rachel Wardle : Yes!
Mr. Jingle : You shall. I shall be that man! A worship from first... devoted slave... in a torment... sleepless nights... fortune of my own...
[examines the jewel on her finger]
Mr. Jingle : love you for yourself... death do us part... dare I hope.
Rachel Wardle : Oh, Mr. Jingle.
[she faints in his arms]