The song Summer Time

Lights go out. Nancy and Bet waking everybody up.

Nancy: What have we got here then?

Dodger: Miladies you must meet our new boy.

Charlie: Mr. Oliver Twist, Esquire. Nancy and Bet.

Bet: Charmed.

Nancy (to Fagin): Fagin, I am waiting.

Fagin: Waiting, my dear, what for?

Nancy: Start counting

Fagin: You and Bill, you’ll be the ruin of me! (counts)

Nancy: Bill might think the count is a bit short, wouldn’t you say?

Bet: That’s right.

Fagin: Me and the boys will live on air until I find a customer.

Nancy: Heartless that’s what I am.

Fagin: Here, take it

Nancy: Come on Bet.

Charlie or Dodger or Noah is trying to steal some cash while Fagin is counting and gets a kick from Fagin.

Charlie/Dodger/Noah: What was that for?

Fagin: For being caught.

Charlie/Dodger/Noah: I was only practicing

Dodger: Fagin, young Oliver wants to come on the game with Charlie and me.

Fagin: On the job you mean.

Oliver: Can I? Please I’d like to.

Charlie: He’s got to start somewhere.

Fagin: Look after him, Dodger. Hats on, boys. Time you are off. Good luck on your first job Oliver.

Fagin exits. The noise of the city. Mr Brownlow is looking through books on the stall.

Dodger: Look, Oliver, our best performance!

Charlie: A widely used scheme.

Dodger: Do you see that old man near the bookshop?

Charlie: Perfect.

The boys have stolen a wallet from Mr. Brownlow

Dodger: The weather is really nice today, isn’t it?

Charlie: Yes, no clouds on the sky.

Dodger: By the way, the rain in Spain stays mainly in the plain.

Charlie: And in Hartford, Hereford and Hampshire hurricanes hardly ever happen.

Dodger: Indeed! (chatting the boys are leaving quickly while Oliver is stunned)

Seller: The boys near you, sir, looked quite strange… Check your pockets…

Brownlow: Oh, where is my wallet!?

Seller: The thieves! Stop the thieves!! Catch them!

Brownlow: Come here boy, give that back to me. Give that back to me. Come along. Stop that boy, thief, my wallet…

Oliver is trying to run away but it’s too late and he is caught by the Constable

Constable: Is this the boy?

Brownlow: I am afraid it is. I saw him running away. Poor boy. He has hurt himself.

Constable: So, you are a thief! Hits Oliver hard on the head. Oliver falls down.

Brownlow: No, no, don’t do it! He is a child.

Oliver: It wasn’t me sir. It was two other boys. They are here somewhere.

Constable: Oh, no, they aren’t.

Brownlow: Don’t hurt him. I am not really sure that this boy took the wallet. There’s something in the boy’s face that interests me. Where have I seen a face like that before?

Seller: And he isn’t a thief.

Constable: Who are you?

Seller: I own the bookshop and I saw what happened. There were three boys. Two others and this one. Mr Brownlow was reading and another boy took his wallet. This boy did nothing. He watched and looked surprised.

Constable: Then the boy must go free (leaves)

Brownlow: Who are you, my dear little boy? Who are your parents?

Oliver I am an orphan…

Brownlow: And you are so sick. I can make some amends, you are coming with me. I have to take you to my home. Call a carriage, somebody, please! At once!

Everyone leaves. Fagin is on stage. Dodger and Charlie run in.

Fagin. Oh, boys… What have you got for me?..

Dodger: A wallet…

Fagin: Let’s look… Visa, MasterCard… What the hell is it… Oh, money! That’s much better! And where’s Oliver?

Charlie: Mr Fagin, Oliver is caught!

Fagin: What!? Why didn’t you look after him? Why didn’t you bring him back with you. Speak or I will kill you.

Dodger: We stole the wallet and ran away and he didn’t…

Charlie: The police officer took him away. Something is wrong with his green brain.

Fagin: It is not the time for jokes… I am afraid he may say something which will get us into trouble.

Enter Bill Sikes, Nancy and Bet.