The Tale of Sweeney Todd (1997) - full transcript

Is that the last?Yes, Mr. Mannheim.

Let not your fingers
be weary, gentlemen.

I shall return in an hour.

The Dutch consignment
is to be finished by then.

Of course, Mr. Mannheim.

Send out
your broken chairs!

Chairs to mend!

'Morning, Mr. Mannheim.Good morning.

Send out
your broken chairs!

Chairs to mend!

Get your lovely
hot pies here, everybody!



Make way, sir.
Make way.

Disgusting!

Don't you worry, sir,
we all go shit-shod here.

No!

No!

You there, you!

Thought it was your job
to catch thieves!

Lovett's pies!

My wall, I think.

Lovett's pies!

Ladies, 'morning.

Come and get one
of her specials!

Like a pie, sir?No, no, no.

I want to go down there.
I want to go down with her.



You know,
there are some of them
that are so patriotic,

they won't even do
a French dance at all.

But am I gonna let Napoleon
stop me doing the devot?

I don't think so!

Arm around her waist, sir.

That's the way
they do it in Germany,

and their excuse is--
and a good, scientific
excuse it is too, sir,

for a waltzing man
like yourself--

that you need
an intimate hold

if the pair of you
aren't to fall down

during the turns.

Look at you, sir.

The ladies will
faint dead away, sir,

I promise you.

Can't see a dashed thing.

Scarcely worth
the botheration,
dashed horsehair.

It's not horse, sir,

but the virgin hair
of Polish nuns, sir,

washed in the pure waters
of the river vistula.

Come in, sir,
and take your ease.

I'll keep you but a moment.
Charlie, boy,

show the gentleman
to the bench

and, um, offer him
the newspaper

or fetch him a glass
of Porter if he'd like it.

I'm in a hurry.

I'm nearly done
with this gentleman, sir.

Be with you directly, sir.

Yes.

Boy, get the gentleman
lathered up.

How do you find it, sir?

It doesn't sit right.

Pull it down
at the back, sir.

It'll be as snug as
a duck in a ditch!

No, no, no!

I beg your pardon, sir,
he hasn't been with me long.

He has a lot to learn,
haven't you, Charlie?

But learn it he will,
if I have anything
to do with it.

I shall be with you, sir,

before that lather's
let its breath out.

Now...

Sir.

Aah!

You'll eat a whole cow
with those now, sir,
from horn to hoof.

Her ladyship expects these
in the morning,

and I'm to tell you
that if they don't keep
better in curl,

you may whistle
for your account.

Really, Mr. Todd,

one's life
is not safe here!

Always glad to be
of service, sir.

Your most obedient.

Good day, Mr. Todd.

And now, sir, if you
would be good enough

to step up to my chair, sir.

Charlie?

Let's have the floor
cleaned up, Charlie.

No, no, no.
Cut along to the temple

with that wig for, um,
Mr. Justice green.

Look sharp now!

And how has your day
been, sir?

Is the war
treating you well?

Well, just so, sir.

Yes, sir. And,
what line of business--?

That is
no concern of yours.

Spare me the chatter.
Get on with my shave.

So that's easy,
ladies.

One on each arm?
Easy?

You wanted company, sir?

No.

Come now, sir,
you gave me the nod.

Come.

You will enjoy it.
I promise you that.

Show me.

Wait.

Yes?

I thought I told you.

The gentleman invited me.Out.

I haven't done nothin'.You've stolen enough
in the past.

Get your hands off me!Give me that!

Who d'you think you are?
I haven't done nothin'!

Next time, sir,
I'd advise a little more care
in your choice of partner.

Thanks.

You've got no choice--
you are now part of
his majesty's Navy!

My wife, sir!Never mind about her!

I've got children!

You will serve
on his magnificent ships.

You don't need me, sir!

Let go of him!

You're in the Navy now!

I'll be back!

May we be
of assistance, sir?

Mannheim?mr. Mannheim is
unavailable at present.

Where is he?
Is he upstairs?

Like I said--leave this to me.

Sir!

Sir! I say, sir,

you can't go up there, sir!

Sir, come back here, sir!

Sir!

I say, sir...

Sir! Sir, you can't go--!

Sir, I protest!

Knowler, fetch a runner.

Sir, you've
no business here.

I must ask you to leave
at once.
Here's my business.

For $50,000?

Signed by mannheim.
So where are the diamonds?

Diamonds.

My employers
have waited six months.

They want their goods
or their money.

I'm sure
that in due course...

Stop.

Where's mannheim?

We are expecting... um...

Well, the war
makes traveling
so hazardous.

Mr. Mannheim's
not been seen
the last five weeks.

Vanished off
the face of the earth.

That will do, knowler!
Get back to your desk.

Now, sir, I beg of you--

you have a key for this?

Those are
Mr. Mannheim's private--

sir, i--
i-i-i beg you, sir--

please be quiet.

Mr. Mannheim had
the only key, sir...

And he kept it on his
person at all times.Knowler!

On a chain.

You know a good picklock?

This is a highly
respected establishment.

Well, do you?

Downstairs, knowler.
I told you before.

I'm at the saracen's head.

Well, see him out!

Now, Tony, I want 'em
off the tray

before the gravy's
cooled, all right?

'Morning, Mrs. Lovett!Hello, Toby.

Now, I don't want
none of these coming back,
all right, darling?

You know me, ma'am.
Best pie man in town.

I do.

Bill, here we are.

I've got some rabbit
specials for you.

Take 'em down the strand.
They enjoy rabbit
down the strand.

All right, dear?
Joe, nice to see you.

Got over your pneumonia,
then, have you?

Mary, take these two specials
to Mr. Todd, the barber.

Here we are, dear.
You get 'em off.

Got those round
the temple, all right, dear?

Nice to see you, darling.

Here, more flour.

Get your hand
out the flour.

I'm coming down!

Quick!

No more salt!
We have oysters
enough for that!

More flour!

Let me see.
That'll do, that'll do.

Thin! Thin!

I want those thin as the lid
on a pauper's coffin, not--!

All right, Mrs. Lovett.

Billy!

Hurry up, boy.

No slacking, you little drab!
Grind on!

Billy! Go on, boy!

No slacking!

You burn those pies,
I'll cut your hands off!

Can I get you anything
else, sir? Sure?

Okay, then.

On our own tonight,
Mr. Carlyle?

For reasons of health,
I trust.

I prefer my own
company, miss.

I shouldn't
bother with those.

Full of nonsense,
they are.

Don't believe
what you read?

I don't have time
for reading.

I pick up news
from my customers.

And you believe them?

That depends.
On?

Whether they have
an honest face or not.

Judge people
by their looks, do you?

And their actions,
Mr. Carlyle,

when they're worth noticing.

Excuse me, sir.
We met at Mr. Mannheim's.

Tom knowler,
Tom to me friends.

And what may I call you?

What can you do for me?

I can help, sir.
I thought the way you
handled our head clerk--

what help can you give?

Well, I'm a londoner,
sir, born and bred.

If anyone can find
his way around this city

while letting American
gentlemen like yourself
into its secrets--

you know what's happened
to mannheim?

Well, not exactly, sir.
Nobody does.

Would he have sold
those diamonds to
somebody else?

Not mannheim.
I mean, he was
an old miser, but--

so where are they?

If they're anywhere, sir,
they'd be in his safe.

You know how to get into it?

Not personally,
sir, no, but...

Then you're no use to me.

No, no, I mean,
I might be able to get
my hands on a picklock, sir.

Definitely.
I could definitely
get me hands on one...

But it's gonna cost
a bit of money.

I've a wife
and a little girl, sir.

None of us knows what
the future holds, do we?

What is your name again?

Tom.
Tom.

Well, Tom,
you find a picklock

and he gets into the safe,
he gets paid.

You too.

Farewell.

Miraculous organ,
the tongue, Charlie.

It can tell
beef from mutton,

quince from apple,

suet from semolina,

and yet it's only attached
by a few little tendons.

A blabbing tongue
is easy to tear out
by the roots, Charlie.

Aren't you glad
yours will never blab?

Get out of here!
Move yourself!

Rutledge?

All the game
I've given you--

none of it
worth a dodging!

Inside!

Rutledge?

Major Rutledge to you.

Major, sir.

What do you want?

I'm looking for a merchant
that's disappeared.

Man named mannheim.

Merchants go missing
all the time.

Well, this one's
gone missing with
$50,000 worth of diamonds.

And are they yours?

My employers'.

So you're hoping
for the reward.

Rewards are what
my men live on.

Why should I help you
and harm their pockets?

I thought it was your job.

People like mannheim
always do well out of wars.

And if he slipped
through our naval blockade--

you mean he could be
in France.
It's possible.

A judicious bribe,
a tidy profit.

Major Rutledge!

This man's confessed!Very good, Davis!

Well, I can see you're busy
solving other important crimes.

I'll leave you to it.

Just a minute.

Davis!

You saw that fellow
mannheim, the jeweler,

the night before
he was reported missing.

Fleet street, wasn't it?

Mannheim?
Yes, I did, sir.

Well, there, Mr. Carlyle.

Don't say the runners
aren't a mine of information.

Aaahhh!

Aaaaahhhhh!

There you are, vicar!
The ache'll soon go,

just like people's
good intentions!

I am most grateful to you.

I shall offer up thanks
for the skills you have
been granted.

Not granted, vicar,
so much as acquired,

in the African jungles,
sir, where, to survive,

a man must do things
that civilized beings
daren't dream of.

Well, I'm sure, Mr. Todd,
that you...

...have always behaved
in a Christian manner.

I mean, you're
an example to us all
of Christian charity,

taking in dumb orphans
and turning them into
decent citizens.

Thank you so much.

Good boy. Thank you.

Just a moment.
Just a moment, here.

There now.

That's for you.
There we are.

Put it in there, sir.
There are those in
more need than I.

You really are so good.

There we go. Now.

There we go.
There we go.

Thank you very much.

Very kind of you.
Thank you very much indeed.

Thank you, thank you.
Bye-bye. Bye-bye.

Harder! Harder!

Yeah, that's it!
Yeah!

Come on, damn you, harder!

Harder, bitch, harder!

Yes. Come on.

Come on, damn you!
Yes! Yes!

Your servant,
Mrs. Lovett.

And yours, major Rutledge.

Todd!

I trust I find you well,
major Rutledge.

In fighting form.Yes, yes.

I bid you good day.

Yes. Yes.

And you, Mrs. Lovett,
what form are you in?

In firkytoodling form,
Mr. Todd.

Born in a barn,
Mr. Carlyle?

Aren't you gonna
close the door?

Not with you on
this side of it,
miss Alice.

Am I so frightening?

You're many things.
Frightening's not
one of them.

But right now,
I don't need distractions.

I see.

You'll dally with trollops
and drink with drabs.

No, let me say that again.

The man that
pays you attention
needs to do it right.

I wouldn't want
to get it wrong.

And how does one
learn right and wrong,

except by experiment?

Experiments conducted
in haste are bound
to disappoint.

Well, then, Mr. Carlyle,
we shall have to wait

till we are
less distracted,

shan't we?

This is the man, sir.

Prince among picklocks.

Really?

- Got it?
- Nearly.

How's he gonna open a safe
if he can't open a door?

How you gonna open the safe
when you can't even
open a door?

You never said
anything about doors.

You're a picklock,
ain't ya?
Shh!

First time in London,
Mr. Carlyle?

Yes.

Enjoying yourself?What is your name again?

Tom.
Tom, I don't like
towns, Tom,

this one in particular,
and I don't like
the British.

I'm with you there.

Any particular reason?

Yeah. They shot my father.

Yeah, mine too.

There!

Well?

It'll take a while.It's a new one.

I know that.The old one would
open on a fart.

This one might need
gunpowder.

Just hurry it up,
gentlemen.It can't be hurried.

Seein' her
again tonight.

Great.

Hey, look up there.

You said to me
you could do it, chambers.

I can do it.
I just need some time.

Shut!

We've just
run out of that.
What?

We've got company.
Is there a back way out?

You useless
slubberdegullion!
This way, Mr. Carlyle!

This way, this way,
quickly!

You stay here.

No, no, no.

Come on, let's go!

Hey, you, stop!

Mr. Carlyle!
Mr. Carlyle!

Come on, you.

'Afternoon.
'Afternoon.

I was wondering
if you could help me.

I'm looking for a man.
This is what he looks like.

Have you seen him?

No.

No, never seen him before.

No.

Haven't seen him.
You're sure?
Yes.

All right, thank you.

Come on, now,
be a man.

The rum'll kill you
before this will,
and that's the truth.

When I was in Africa
on his majesty's service,

I sewed on
a finger snatched
from the jaws of a lion,

and the trooper's
sitting there
chatting with me

as if I'm doing no more
than filing his nails.

And what's more...Aaahhh!

Alice!!

What's this?

I don't see you
for weeks on end,

and in you burst to put
me wigs and whiskers
all out of a curl.

How are you?
Where have you been?

I thought you'd
forgotten your sweeney!

Never, Mr. Todd!There's women
for you, sir.

Here, look, I'll pay you
tomorrow, all right?

"All roight!"

Will you care to step
out to my chair, sir?

And, Charlie, make
some tea for miss Alice.

Quickly, now,
or she'll be off

before we learn
her excuses.

I have no secrets
from you, Mr. Todd,

or from Charlie, either.

So what is it, Alice?

You're not gonna break
my poor old heart

by telling me you're
in love with another.

Well...

If you must know,
there is a...

An American gentleman.

An American gentleman?

I was not aware any such
creature existed,
were you, sir?

Is not such a thing
a contradiction in terms?

Mr. Todd, you--

Miss Alice.

Mr. Carlyle.

Um,
this is my guardian,
Mr. Sweeney Todd.

Mr. Carlyle.
Take a seat.

I shall be
with you directly.

Thank you.

Um...

I only came to...

Get your hair cut,
surely.

Mr. Todd does that better
than any man in London.

I'm not sure I need that,
but I'll take your word for it.

Listen, um, you know him?

No, no, but I'm sorry
for any man

with a face
that would curdle milk!

Who is he?
He's a merchant
I'm keen to talk to.

Well, perhaps
Mr. Todd could help you.

He counts many merchants
among his clients,

don't you, Mr. Todd?

Well, I have to go now.

Um...

Yes.

Good day to you,
Mr. Carlyle.

And...

Good luck.

So, how can I help you,
Mr. Carlyle?

Sir, I'm looking for a man
last seen down here
in fleet street,

a fellow named mannheim.

Diamond merchant.

Do you see how talk
of diamonds makes a poor
barber's hand tremble?

I'm sorry.

I shall put some alum
on it directly.

Charlie? Where's
that boy got to?

So the name means nothing?Allow me to confess
something to you, sir--

names mean
very little to me.

So many people
have sat in this chair.
Faces, now, are different.

When you run your fingers
over a man's face,

it's like a chart, sir,
of every feature,
good and bad.

What about this?

I'm sure I'd recollect
a face like that, sir.

Who wouldn't?

Well, may I,
leave it here with you,

in case it jogs
someone else's memory?Of course, sir.

Over here?Of course.

And what, may I ask,
is your business
with this gentleman?

Well, he has
something I want,
something I intend to get.

Well, I look forward
to hearing all about it,

Mr. Carlyle, when I
have you in my chair.

Some alum, Charlie,
directly.

Don't dawdle, boy.
Some alum for the gentleman.

Well, I think I'll have
that haircut another time,

if you'll excuse me.

Thanks for your help.
I'll call on you again.

I trust so, Mr. Carlyle,

or you shall have me
to answer to--

never mind young Alice.

I'm not ashamed.

When it comes to sending
men to their deaths,
I'm nothing.

The least politician
condemns whole peoples
with the stroke of a pen.

The newest of generals,
he kills more men than
the worst of murderers,

then he has his
statue erected by
public subscription.

The meanest
of bloody merchants

destroys whole families
in the name of profit,

then he's made a lord.

They have no conscience,
why should I?

I just say enough
is enough, Mr. Todd.

You've had enough
of me, have you, Mrs. Lovett?

Not of you, Mr. Todd.
Of our work.

Of firkytoodling customers

and firkytoodling carcasses!

God knows
they deserve each other.

But between 'em,
they've given us

everything we ever wanted.

I just say stop now,

before we get
dragged back down
into that pit

it's taken us so long
to crawl out of.

And if we stopped,
Mrs. Lovett, what then?

Why, then, Mr. Todd,

we should lead lives
of comfortable ease.

Ha ha ha!

Come here.

Not afraid of me,
are you, Mrs. Lovett?

What's there to be
afraid of, Mr. Todd,

when I have you
as my protector?

Remember not,
lord, our offenses,

nor the offenses
of our forefathers,

neither take thou
vengeance of our sins.

Spare us, good lord.

Spare thy people

whom thou hast redeemed
with thy most precious blood

and be not angry
with us forever.

Spare us, good lord,

from the crafts
and assaults of the devil.

They should look
at those drains.

Worse than forgotten.

From thy wrath
and from everlasting
damnation...

Good lord, deliver us.
Lord, deliver us.

From fornication
and all other deadly sins,

and from all
the deceits of the world,

the flesh, and the devil,
good lord...

Good lord, deliver us.

From lightning and tempest,

from plague, pestilence,
and famine,

from battle and murder,

and from sudden death,
good lord...

Good lord, deliver us.

From all sedition,
privy conspiracy,
and rebellion,

from all false doctrine,
heresy, and schism,

from hardness of heart
and contempt of thy word
the commandment.

Good lord, deliver us.

By the mystery
of the holy incarnation,

by the holy nativity
and circumcision,

by the baptism,
fasting, and temptation...

Good lord,
deliver us.

Here we are, then, dear.
Lovely. Good.

No firkytoodling!

You've got four minutes,
then you're back to work!

That pie man--
you know that pie man?

Here, have a puff.
Do you good.

It's Charlie.

Did Mr. Todd
do that to you?

Old Mrs. Lovett's
done the same to me
more than once,

and for nothing, neither.

But that's how it is,
Charlie.

What is it, Charlie?

Over here.

Who is it, Charlie?

Someone Mr. Todd shaved?

And you want to claim
the reward?

You want me to go
to Mr. Carlyle at
the saracen's head.

But why don't you
come with me?

All right, Charlie,
I'll go and see him,

but don't count on a reward.

And just remember--
one more foot wrong,

and Mr. Todd will
send you straight back
to the asylum.

It's all right.
Don't you worry.

I'll look after you.
We'll sort it out.

Turned into a right
little gossip, haven't you?

Not as dumb as you'd
like us to think.

Go on. Go on.

Go on.

Whoa.

Whoa.

Cut it myself.

I'd know it anywhere.

Mr. Mannheim
wore it always.

Does this mean,
major Rutledge,

that you're near to
discovering what has
happened to him?

Is there no way
of opening this thing?

Mr. Mannheim
has the only key.

He's dead.

How do you know?

Deduction.

The ring was found
on the body of a fence,

a person well-known to us
who handles stolen goods.

When we discovered him,
he'd been beaten

and robbed
of all but this,

which he'd hidden
in his boot.

You say mannheim wore it
and disappeared.

It turns up on a dead fence--

ergo, mannheim was
the first to be
killed for it.

Well, gentlemen,
I have several picklocks

who'd be happy to try
their skills on that.

Major Rutledge,
we couldn't possibly--

whoever finds the diamonds
that American's looking for

gets the reward.

Think about it.

Hey!let go of me!

Get out.
I've already told you,

I don't want you coming here
bothering my customers.

This is no place
for a girl like you.

What do you want?

I've come to see
Mr. Carlyle.

From Mr. Carlyle,
you say?

Expecting you, is he?No.

Well, this way.

You have a visitor.

Watch your step.
Half the Navy's
after her.

Would you like a drink?A port, thank you.

Something
for you, miss?

Thank you.
Maybe later.

Sit down. I'm Ben.

Lucy.

All right, Lucy,
you know mannheim?

I have a friend.
Charlie his name is.

He works for Mr. Todd,
the barber in fleet street,
opposite Mrs. Lovett's.

Charlie says--
well, he doesn't say

because he can't
talk properly.

Hasn't done
since he was a child,

though I understand him
well enough,

his signs and little noises.

Good as an actor, he is.

Thank you, sir.You're welcome.

Slow down, girl.

There's no need to rush
with Mr. Carlyle.

So, what connects
your friend Charlie
to this man?

Well, sir, Charlie says
he remembers lathering him...

One evening back
in September.God, what now...?

Tom.
Tom.

Just wondered if you knew
the runners found
mannheim's ring,

and, well,
they think he's dead.

Well, this young lady
may help us there.

My friend Charlie,
he thinks he knows

what's happened
to the gentleman.

'Course, he may have
got it wrong.

Well... let's go see him.

Well, you can't go now, sir.
He'd be asleep.

You'd wake Mr. Todd,
and he wouldn't like that.

As a matter of fact,
I ought to be going myself.
It's ever so late.

Tomorrow, then?If you can catch him
when he's free, sir.

I wouldn't want him
to get into any more trouble.

Allow me, Mr. Carlyle.

I'll see this lady
home safe.

There's no need.Of course there is.

Ma'am.

What's this?Business to settle
over here.

You owe me,
for me time and trouble.

Is this gentleman
bothering you?

I was just going
to show him the door.

Well, allow me.

Aah!

Better help him through it.Time to leave.

I'm a professional
picklock.

I don't care
what you've picked!

He hired me
to open a safe for him!

You're bothering
my customers!

'Course, he don't go about
things the way we do,

him being an American,

but I don't hold that
against him.

I just want
to show him that, well,

that maybe our way's
better.

So if you can bring
me and your friend
Charlie together,

say, tomorrow night
after I've done with work...?

It might not be
that easy, sir.

Worth a try, isn't it?
We won't get anywhere
without trying.

Easy.
Easy, now.

Spot of London weather,
Mr. Carlyle.

Come for that haircut?

I daresay I can
fit you in somehow.

Let's get this coat
dried off.

Straightaway.
Straight... away.

Please.

Just the cut,
I think, Mr. Todd.

Indulge me,
Mr. Carlyle!

A shave at my hands
is a tonic

that will not injure
your wallet,

I promise you that.

Wet through.

It's a task you usually
leave to your apprentice?

Yeah, you mean Charlie?

Now, there's a sad
tale to be told,

Mr. Carlyle,
a sad tale indeed.

Tell me.

Well, an orphan boy, sir,

who knew little
of human kindness

till he came into my care.

Never been known to speak
an intelligible word
to a living soul, sir,

and do you know why?

According to
the superintendent
of the asylum

where I found him,
he witnessed sights

that robbed him
of the power of speech--

a plight, I might add,

that instantly
drew him to me.

You a sentimental man,
Mr. Todd?

I am, sir.
I am indeed.

I have witnessed sights
that I would prefer

to remain dumb about,

though, as you have
no doubt observed,
Mr. Carlyle,

I'm not a man to whom
silence comes naturally.

I imagine we all
see and do things
we'd rather forget.

Have you ever known--
can you ever imagine

what it is to starve,
Mr. Carlyle?

I've gone hungry.And what did you do
to fill your belly?

Nothing I'm proud of.

How 'bout you?

In Africa, sir,
when my friend and I

were caught between starvation
and the Spears of savages,

when desperation made us
forget we were human...

Did you kill?

Mr. Carlyle...
If only it were that easy.

So, where is Charlie?

Um, I, I had to
let Charlie go, sir.

He was getting
into bad habits.

Where would he go?Be still, Mr. Carlyle.

I would not like
an accident to befall you.

Why should an accident
befall me, Mr. Todd?

London's a dangerous place,
Mr. Carlyle.

Surely you've learnt that
in your short stay among us.

So, what am I gonna
do with you, Charlie?

Mrs. Lovett wants you dead
and your body disposed of

the way we disposed of
her husband all those
years ago,

but I don't see
the need for that,
do you?

I'm fond of you, Charlie,
and that's the truth.

I can talk to you
without having to listen
to all your problems,

as I listen to
half the world's.

You're just like a dog,
aren't you, Charlie,

only more useful.

That is, until you
started misbehaving,
Charlie.

Now, why did you
do that, I wonder?

Was it because I was
too kind to you?

Do you know what we do
to dogs who misbehave?

You do, don't you,
Charlie?

We beat them...

And then we chain them up
and we starve them...

Until they know better.

Don't we, Charlie?

Where's your friend
Charlie?

I haven't seen him,
not a sign.

I don't know what's
happened to him.

I haven't seen him
for two days now.

I just don't know
what's happened.

Well, I'll try
Mr. Todd, then.

I wouldn't
do that, sir.

Shh. It's all right,
miss.

If these chunks are
too hot, you'll
burn my wigs.

If they're too cold,
my wigs won't curl.
Are you listening, boy?

There, take those.

Forgive me, sir.

I was taking advantage
of a quiet moment

to teach my new lad here
some of the tricks
of the trade.

Come in,
make yourself easy.

Boy, take
the gentleman's coat.

Never mind all that,
Mr. Todd.

I've come to talk,
about my late employer.

I mean Mr. Mannheim,
Mr. Todd,

a name I take it
rings a bell.

That'll do for now, boy.

I'll see to this
gentleman myself.

You take yourself off
to 195 piccadilly,

and collect milady's
evening wig for curling.

Go on. Off you go.

Now, sir,
let's have that talk.

May I offer you a shave
while we do so, sir?

I-I find I talk better
while I'm working, sir,

and I'm sure you'll
find it most relaxing.

You can't trick me,
Mr. Todd.

I know what you've done.

Do you indeed?
What would that be?

I can put two and two
together.

You killed old mannheim.

Did you slit his throat,
Mr. Todd?

If you'll forgive me, sir,
I'll take a seat.

Not there, Mr. Todd,
if you please.

Over there by the fire,
where I can keep
an eye on you.

Certainly, sir, certainly.

Whatever you say.

Now, then.

Mannheim doesn't
concern me.

You've rid the world
of yet another skinflint,

and I, for one,
shall not waste time
mourning his passing.

However, his diamonds...

Diamonds, sir?Come now, Mr. Todd.

His big ring alone
was worth a small fortune.

That, sadly, is now
in the hands of the runners,

but you, you must have
the key to his safe.

I want iti assure you, sir--

I want it now, Mr. Todd.
A particular friend of mine

is interested in the diamonds
in that safe.

The head clerk's been
trying every which way
to open it,

but only the key will answer.

And if you do not give me
the key at once,

the runners will know
before the day is out
who killed Mr. Mannheim,

'cause I'll
see to that meself.

And if I do give you the key.

That'd be good enough
for me and my friend.

Let the runners pursue
their investigations
as they will.

That is their job, not mine.

Well, sir, since you
leave me no choice.

Where are you off to?Just off to my cellar, sir.

Well, I'll accompany you.Well, you shall indeed, sir.

But first let me fetch
my lantern, sir,
to light our way.

It's just in my parlor,
sir, behind this curtain.

I shall not
leave your sight, sir.

Do not trouble yourself.

You see me now, sir,
do you not?

I hear you, Mr. Todd,
but I do not see you.

I'm on my way back to you
now, sir.

The lantern is in my hand.

You see it, sir, do you not?

Yes, I see it, Mr. Todd.

Aaahhhh!

Rutledge.

Rutledge,
what's going on?

Find your diamonds yet?

No, have you?

Hey-ho, Halloween!
Hey-ho, Halloween!

All the witches
to be seen!

We've had
this dreadful smell
here for weeks.

I've told you,
major Rutledge.

My runners will get
to the bottom of it,
vicar, never fear.

Come on, vicar.

Dear god.

How long do you think
they've been here?

Now, there's
no need to push all at once.

One at a time, please.
There we are.

There's enough here
to satisfy

even the most demanding
customers, isn't there, sir?

Excuse me, madam,
making inquiries
about the human remains

found in the graveyard.

Yes, do you know anything?
Are you sure?

Sell me
your pies, please?

Yes, what is it?
Special for his imminence?

He's got over that
little problem, has he?

He's fine.Good. I'm so glad.

I'm so pleased,
'cause that can be so messy.

Here you are, my dear.
That's it.

Yes. And there was this
man called Tom...

All right, boys,
one at a time.

...In the middle articulates

with the os planum
of the ethmoid

and behind with
the orbital process

of the palate bone,

bounded externally
by a smooth, rounded edge,

which enters
into the formation

of the spheno-maxillary
fissure,

and which
sometimes articulates

at its anterior
extremity

with the orbital...

Well, gentlemen!

Here is an interesting
conundrum--

a collection of human bones

expertly butchered,

with the flesh,
I would hazard,
boiled off,

belonging, in my opinion,

to at least five
different men,

of whom three
were in their middle years,

and all of them found,

as no doubt
you've been made aware

by the sensational stories
already circulating

in the crypt of St. dunstan's
in fleet street.

Sit, major.

Am I disturbing you?

I beg your pardon.

So, what are we
looking for, gentlemen?

A thief, certainly.

Note the fingers,
severed from the hands--

a common practice
to make it easier

to steal the victim's rings.

We are looking
at the work of someone

expert in the art
of deception

as well as dissimulation,

someone callous
and calculating enough

to confuse his pursuers

by jumbling up
the bones of his victims,

knowing that would make
identification impossible--

someone clever

as well as depraved,
gentlemen,

and we all know, do we not,

how fluid is the dividing line

between cleverness
and depravity.

I declare, Mr. Todd,
you are getting
quite careless.

First the business
of the diamond ring,

then your boy Charlie,
then these bones.

Now I find that
little chit Lucy's

been talking to
the firkytoodling runners.

I thought you looked after
the firkytoodling runners,
Mrs. Lovett.

I mind my end of
the business, Mr. Todd.

Can you say
the same of yours?

You don't mean--

Sorry.

There is no room for doubt
between partners.

I just hope you're not
too distracted

to abide by the terms
of our agreement.

You know I'm never
distracted, Mrs. Lovett.

I'm glad to hear it.

You will take care
of Lucy, then?

You may count on it.

What?

You may count on it.

Listen, you forgot...

Excuse me. Excuse me.

...Mrs. Lovett's
famous pies.

Get your pies here!

That's a nice pie, sir,
a nice, hot pie.

Right. Get your pies
here, everybody.

Hello.

Hi, dearie.

Get yourself a nice pie.

Here you are.
Mrs. Lovett's famous pies.

Get your pies here.
Mrs. Lovett's pies!

Mrs. Lovett's pies!

Get yours here!

Mrs. Lovett's
famous pies.

Feast your eyes
on those, sir.

Feast your eyes
on these lovely pies.

Come on,
get one of her specials,

fresh-baked this morning!

Don't all push at once.
Thank you, dear,
take that one.

Thank you, madam,
that's lovely.

Quit shoving!

Mrs. Lovett,
I was hoping
for a word with you.

We all live in hope, sir.
Which pie would you like?

All of them.All of them?!

Does your belly think
your throat's been cut?

Actually, I was hoping
for a word in private.

We might talk about
a business venture
I had in mind

which might extend
your fame a little further.

Well, sir, we can speak
as privately as you'd like.

I would remind you,
you are in a pie shop,

not firkytoodling
at a play!

Have you come to laugh
or to buy? Which is it to be?

Take over, lil. This way,
if you please, sir.

Thank you.Watch 'em, lil.

I want one
of them venison ones.

What a crowd!
Always the same!

This suet crust is
the pie's crowning glory,

as my late husband
always used to...

Mr. Carlyle?

I'm sorry, I was just
wondering how you arrange

the delivery of the meat.
I don't see any...

Capital work, Jane, dear.

Yes, this is a little
invention of my own devising.

It's simple,
yet highly effective.

It secures my supplies
from thieves

and similar riffraff.

Is your curiosity
quite satisfied,
Mr. Carlyle?

Yes, thank you, ma'am.
That's very clever.

This way, if you please.

May I ask you
a business question?

What is it, exactly,
that goes into your specials?

The meat, I mean.

I've seen veal and ham,
beef, oysters, poultry,

but what is that...
Secret ingredient

that makes your specials
so popular?

Ooh, wouldn't you
like to know?

Everybody, including
the archbishop
of canterbury,

wants to know that.

But, Mr. Carlyle,
even if you and I

do go into partnership
in America--

an idea that interests me
more and more--

my recipes must
remain my own.

They're all I have, sir.

They will go with me
to my grave.

Do it properly,
you little tyke,

or I'll boil your head
for soup!

It's hopeless, sir,

but, of course,
there is a war on.

Mrs. Lovett's pies?
You wish me to analyze them?

Why?does it matter?

Well, if I don't know
your purpose

or what it is
you're looking for,

I can see no earthly reason
why I should waste
my valuable time...

Could you come back
in 24 hours?

Ladies
and gentlemen,

we proudly present
signor elini,

the greatest juggler
of knives

to grace fleet street!

Come on.

Hang on,
wait for me!

Mary?

Mary!

...Marat,
killed by Charlotte corday!

See the blood-thirsty
horror, ladies and gentlemen--

the guillotine.

Let's go.

How 'bout this?

Charlie!

Drink up.

Thank you.

That poor girl.

What a horrible thing
to happen to her.

What did she want with you
the other night?

She had some information
for me.

Yes.

Your precious diamonds.

I don't care
about the diamonds,

but I need the money
they'll bring.

So you can go straight
back to America.

Is that all you want?

How'd you get this?

I spent a few years
as a guest of the state
of Massachusetts.

Why? Were you in prison?

I killed a man.

Why?

My father was
killed in the war.

I was about 15,
I think.

After a while,
there was a gentleman...

Rented a room in our house.

He spent some time
with my sister.

Against her will.

You understand?

My father was killed,

in Africa.

Soldier?

They were--
they were together,
he and Mr. Todd.

The only ones
to avoid capture.

But my father, he was--

he was very badly wounded,

and he wasn't strong enough
to make their escape.

And as he died,

Mr. Todd promised him

that he'd come back,
find me,

and look after me
as his own.

Does he?

Look after you?

Yes.

No one better.

We all need someone
to look after us,

don't we, Mr. Carlyle?

I've always taken care
of myself, miss Alice.

I know.

Whoa!

Thank you, sir.

Now, this is calf, sir.

In my view, ayrshire,

though my diligent assistant,
not being of the Scottish
persuasion,

inclines towards friesian.

Let's forget the breed,
doctor.

Well, the art of
detection, Mr. Carlyle,
lies in the detail.

But let us proceed.

This is pig,

probably gloucester
old spot.

Then we have ox, lamb,

um...

Goose.yes, yes. Goose.

Rabbit and pigeon.

And this?

On that,
sir, we have reached
no definite conclusion.

You mean you don't know,
or you won't say?

Well, it-it's not
beef, pig, or poultry,

though it bears
a certain resemblance
to all three.

You're sure it's an animal?

I can't say for sure.If it's not an animal,
what is it?

That, Mr. Carlyle,
is precisely the problem.

So it could be human.

My family and I
often partake of
Mrs. Lovett's pies.

How do you think
my wife and children
would feel

if they were told
they were cannibals?

What would London think?

What would the world
say of britain

if its citizens were said
to be eating one another?

I'm an American, doctor,

and you are, I assume
a man of science.

I would think
that the truth--
the truth?

Truth is a weapon
like any other,
Mr. Carlyle.

A surgeon
uses a knife to cure,
a butcher to kill.

I'll tell you about
the truth, doctor.

I come to a town
that claims to be
the center of civilization

and find that merchants
disappear

rather than
honor their contracts.

The authorities,
if you can call them that,

are only interested in
the rewards they can gather.

I then discover that
the man I came to find

has in fact been robbed,
cut up, and maybe even eaten,

and you want me
to be quiet about it?

I didn't say that.

Just give me
a straight answer:

Is this or is this not
human flesh?

It is possible.

Thank you, doctor.

I have heard--
and perhaps it is true--

that the taste for
human flesh is addictive,

that once enjoyed,
no other meat gives

the same gustatory
satisfaction.

You mean the killer is
feeding some kind of craving?

Cannibalism is a lot
more common than we'd
be prepared to admit.

King Richard the lionheart
told his crusaders

that the most nourishing
meat for an englishman

was the head of a saracen.

Starving soldiers
and sailors have always--

wait. Soldiers--
in Africa, recently?

In Africa.

And elsewhere.

Maybe even here.

Thank you, doctor.

Spare a copper
for a loyal servant
of the crown, sir?

Thank you, sir,
thank you.

I should go with you.

No.

No, I'll tell him.

Sure?

I've done everything.
I've risked everything.

I would remind you
that I have risked as much

and worked as hard
to get this far,

and I say it is time
to book our passage.

You say!Yes, I say, Mr. Todd.

Is my word not of equal
value to yours?

That depends on
who you're speaking to.

I'm speaking to you,
Mr. Todd.

But do not think that I shall
hesitate to speak to others
if I have to.

You threaten me?

There's no need for threats
if you'd do as we agreed.

I've already told you,
the time is not yet right.

I've already--

we have enough.
What are we waiting for?

Unless of course you plan
to share the proceeds
with someone else.

Someone else?

Nah, you're being--

We have business to finish,
Mrs. Lovett.

As far as I'm concerned,
the business is over
tomorrow.

Mrs. Lovett,
I know it's late.

I'm here to see Mr. Todd.

See who we have here,
Mr. Todd?

Isn't this
a pleasant surprise?

I had to come and tell you.
I had to.

What?

Mrs. Lovett.

Alice has come to tell us
her news, Mr. Todd.

Perhaps we have news
for her too.

But I know
about you, Mrs. Lovett,
you and Mr. Todd.

What do you know, Alice?

Do you think you could
keep it a secret from me,
when we have been so close?

Alice, what do you know?

Why, that the two of you
are lovers.

Mr. Todd,
be happy for me too.

Give us your blessing.

Mr. Carlyle and I are...

So, Mr. Todd,

she does not
know everything.

What more is there to know?

Will you tell her?No.

Would you like me to do it?Never.

Well, then, Mr. Todd,
I suggest you go at once

and book that passage
we agreed on.

There's a boat that leaves
at high tide tomorrow.

Boat? Mr. Todd...?

And Alice will stay with me
until we know the passage
is secured.

Stay here?
But I have to work.

I'm sure that if Mr. Todd
insists you keep me company,

you will not refuse him.

Stay till
the morning, Alice.

Just till the morning.
I shall be back for you.

Yes,
I shall be back.

You keep her safe.

I know her value,
Mr. Todd.

As if I'd do anything else.

Now... a glass
of Brandy, Alice dear?

No?.

Game of cards?

No?

Well, I should have
something if I were
you, dear.

It could be a long,
cold night.

Go on!

Go on!

Open this door,
anyone!

Let me out!

Go on!

That's it!
And there!

Giddyup! Go on!

Charlie?

Charlie, is that you?

Charlie, hold on.
I'll come back for you,
all right?

Who's there?

Is that you, Mr. Todd?

No, no, no.

Aah!

Thank god it's you,
Mr. Carlyle.

I thought it was
sweeney Todd.

I've plenty
of money put by,
enough to go round.

I don't want your money.

He won't let her go,
you know.

I've three passages
booked for America,

leaving tonight--
you, me, and Alice.

She begged me to help.

Where is she?
Is she here?

I've entreated him
to stop this.

He's gone to far.
I told him, but he
wouldn't listen.

He's so...

So powerful, Mr. Carlyle.

Sir,
you must help us.

Get me off this
firkytoodling hook!

Go on, then!
Giddyup!

Nasty-looking cuts
there, Mr. Carlyle.

You've not been fighting
out of your league,
I trust.

You know why I'm here.

Well, now,

are you going to ask me
for the hand of my ward
in marriage

and then,
in the next breath,
report me to the runners?

That wouldn't make for
the happiest of honeymoons,

now, would it, Mr. Carlyle?

Why don't you let me
explain things to you

in terms you'll understand?

I think I know.You think you know?!

Do you know what it's like
to be abandoned

in a jungle

by officers too lazy
and cowardly

to search for you
amongst savages?

Listen, Todd, the English
killed my father.

And you don't want revenge?
Shame on you.

Not by killing
innocent people.

Was not I an innocent once,

one like you and Alice?

Leave her out of it.

I love her, Mr. Carlyle,

in a way that you'll
never understand!

Everything I've done,
everything, has been
for her.

Could you do as much?
Would you do as much?
I don't think so!

Alice wouldn't want this.

What do you know
about what Alice would
or wouldn't want?

I'll tell you
what I want.

I want the key
to mannheim's safe.

I want to see that boy
Charlie safe and sound.

He will never be that,
Mr. Carlyle.

Then I want to see you
in the hands of the runners.

And Alice?

She'll never learn
the truth from me.

I'll take her away
from here before
you're arrested.

You will take her from me?
You will never do that,
Mr. Carlyle,

not while I have breath
in my body.

Aah!

Aah!

Aah!

Aah!

Take her out! Come on!

I don't know what
you're arresting me for!

It's that American
you want!

He attacked me
in my own kitchen, he did!

I'll never spank you
again, major Rutledge!

You'll never spank anyone
where you're going,
Mrs. Lovett!

Take her away!
Take her away!

Come on, get going!

Mr. Todd!

Sweeney Todd!

Well, now, Mr. Carlyle,

come back to us,
have you, at last?

I was afraid I'd lost you
there, sir, I was indeed,

which would have been
a great sadness to me, sir--

a sadness and a loss,
not least to surgical science,

for I propose to use you,
Mr. Carlyle,

for a little experiment.

I was taught to experiment
in the army, you see.

You learn so much
serving his majesty--

learn how much pain
the human frame,

or, more importantly,
the human mind can take,

learn how to avoid
telling the one

young woman who loves
and trusts you...

That you have eaten
of her father's flesh.

To business.

Has it ever occurred
to you, Mr. Carlyle,

that the most
inventive talents
of any civilization

were not devoted
to buildings or irrigation

or mundane matters
of quotidian living,

but to ways of
putting to death

their fellow men and women.

For what do you
remember the Spaniards?

Burning people alive.

The arabs?
Death by a thousand cuts.

The English?

Hanging, drawing,
and quartering.

The aztecs, whose
achievements are so...

Greatly appreciated to
the south of your own country?

The cutting
from the living body

of the still-beating heart,

an operation which
your want of heart

put me in mind of.

An operation

which I now propose
to commence.

No! Todd!

Good boy, Charlie!
Get my feet!

Thank you, my friend!

Charlie, what are you doing?

What's this?
Mannheim's keys?

Good lad.
Good lad, come on!

Come on!

What's going on?

God!

Mr. Todd!

Please, somebody!
Mister--! Let me through!

Mr. Todd! Mr. Todd!

Mr. Todd!

You mustn't go
in there, miss!

Mr. Todd!

- Mr. Todd is in there!
- Somebody get him out!

It's spreading,
it's spreading!

The waxworks
will go next! Look out!

Charlie! Charlie!
Charlie!

Are you all right?
Are you all right?

Yes. No, no, no.

Mr. Todd!

No, Alice.

Alice, there's nothing
you can do.

Save the waxworks! Save the waxworks!

Get some water there,
fast!

Water, quickly!