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Revised Scene 2 The Sowerberry Funeral Home

Mr. Sowerberry: Mrs. Sowerberry, would you please have the goodness to come here?

Mrs. Sowerberry: Yes, what is it? Dear, dear, what have we got here? All skin and bones, I dare say! (examines Oliver, turning him around)

Mr. Sowerberry: Mrs. Sowerberry, I do believe that once the boy is fed and gets his rest, he'll look much better in a few days. The thing is, Mr. Bumble and I have struck an agreement to buy this workhouse to help with the shop and the children's funerals. Give him some time, and he'll fit in perfectly.

Mrs. Sowerberry: Oh, he'll fit in perfectly, on our vitals and on our drink! These workhouse brats are always more trouble than they're worth!

Mr. Sowerberry: Nonetheless, Oliver, Mrs. Sowerberry and I are very glad to have you join our family. Hopefully, by now, Noah has explained to you in detail what your job will be. Are there any questions?

Oliver: No, Sir.

Mrs. Sowerberry: Charlotte, get this workhouse boy something to drink and leftover scraps left out for the dog, before he keels right over.

Charlotte: Yes, m'am. There, take these scraps and eat quickly so Noah can show you where you can sleep. Better not cause any trouble, hear?

Oliver: Yes, Miss. Thank you, Miss. (gobbles down the food with great haste)

Charlotte: Oh, aren't you the perfect gentleman? Hello, Noah, take this here brat and show him where to put his things.

Noah: Be glad to, Charlotte. So workhouse, you're going to sleep amongst the coffins and there ain't no complain'in as there's nowhere else to sleep. This place can be a little spooky, but it sure beats the workhouse.

Oliver: What's the black box for?

Noah: Don't you know?

Oliver: No…..

Noah: (smiling) It's where you sleep.

Oliver: No it's not!
Noah: Sure it is!

Oliver: I've heard it's for…

Noah: Dead people?

Oliver: Well, er….

Noah: Oh, don't worry! They won't bother you!...