all these stairs!
Well, that'll be your job now.
Yes, ma'am!
Coo, quite a stink, ain't there?
You see those grates go
right down to the sewers
and the smell come up,
always a few rats gone home
to Jesus down there.
Now this would be the bake oven...
Three dozen at a time. Always be sure
the doors is closed properly, like this.
Doors closed properly.
And here's the grinder...
You pop in the meat,
give it a good grind
and it comes out here.
You try.
Good grind,
comes out there.
That's my boy.
Now I've got to pop upstairs,
back in two shakes, all right?
Do you mind if I have a pie
while I wait?
As many as you like, son...
...Oh yes, sir, I agree.
It would be to our mutual interest
to come to some arrangement
in regard to my poor children's hair.
Brunettes...
Redheads...
I keep the blondes in here.
It was yellow hair you
was looking for, sir?
Yes.
That one has hair the shade I need.
Come, child.
Smile for the gentleman
and you shall have a sweetie.
Now, where shall I cut?
Not a word, Mr. Fogg,
or it will be your last...
Now, I leave you to the
mercy of your children.
I got him locked in - but if he
escapes he’ll go to the law!
Then he won't escape.
I don't know, Mr. Todd-
The Judge will be here soon!
Excuse me, sir!
You gave me a fright!
Not my intention, good madam,
I assure you.
though I am here on official business.
You see, there's been some complaints.
About the stink from your chimney.
They say at night, it's
something most foul.
Health regulations - and the general
public welfare, naturally - being my duty,
I'm afraid I'll have to take a look...
...at your bakehouse.
Of course, sir...
But first why don't you come
upstairs and let me attend to you?
Much as I do appreciate
tonsorial adornment,
I really ought see to my
"official" obligations first.
I completely understand -
But you indulge me, sir...
What is that exotic aroma?
Me secret is a touch of ambergris.
But dare I offer you something more
appropriate for a gentleman of your standing?
The ladies would greatly
appreciate it, sir...
Well... you are the
expert in these matters...
Can you take a moment?
Would you like a bit of... bay rum, sir?
Oooh, bay rum is bracing.
Let me out!
Please, let me out!
Toby?
Where is he?
Toby!
Where are you, love?
Toby!
Nothing’s gonna harm you...
Not while I’m around...
Toby!
Where are you hiding?
Nothing’s gonna harm you, darling...
Not while I’m around.
Toby...
Mr. Todd...?
You wait for him here.
I'll return with the coach
in less than half an hour...
Don't worry,
no one will recognize you...
You're safe now.
Safe...
So we run away and then
all our dreams come true?
I hope so...
I have never had dreams.
Only nightmares.
Johanna...
When we’re free of this place
all the ghosts will go away.
No, Anthony, they never go away.
I'll be right back to you...
Half an hour and we'll be free.
Beadle... Beadle...
No good hiding, I saw you!
Are you in there still?
Beadle... Beadle...
Beadle dear, Beadle...
Who are you?
What are you doing here?!
Ah, evil is here, sir.
The stink of evil - from below
- from her!...
She's the Devil's wife!
Oh, beware her, sir.
She with no pity...
...in her heart...
Hey, don't I know you, mister?
Where is she?
Below, your Honor.
With my neighbor.
Thank heavens the
sailor did not molest her.
Thank heavens, too, she has seen
the error of her ways.
She has?
Oh yes, your lesson was well learned.
She speaks only of you,
longing for forgiveness.
Then she shall have it.
She'll be here soon, you say?
Yes.
Excellent, my friend!
How about a shave?
Sit, sir. Sit.
Pretty women!
- Pretty women, yes.
Johanna, Johanna...
Pretty women...
Pretty women are a wonder...
What we do for pretty women...
Blowing out their candles,
combing out their hair-
Then they leave-
Even when they leave you
and vanish, they somehow
can still remain there
with you there...
How seldom it is one
meets a