Mrs. Corney:[weeping after Oliver's mother has died]She never said a word... her shoes was worn to pieces.
Mr. Bumble:[deciding on Oliver's name]The last was 'S'... Swubble. This is 'T'. I name him Twist... Oliver Twist.
Bill Sikes:[Fagin has just called Bill a drunk]Don't you call ME names, you dirty Jew!
Noah Claypole:[Sowerberry has handed Claypoole mourning clothes, instructing him to give them to Oliver]But these are funeral clothes! You promised me the job of silent mourner!
Mr. Sowerberry:I never did. Besides, he has a much better face for it than you. He looks so sad.
Mr. Bumble:[Brownlow has told Bumble he intends to bring charges against him for his mistreatment of Oliver and the other orphans]If that's the law, then the law is an ass!
Bill Sikes:[Bill's dog runs off after he has killed Nancy; he starts after the dog, stumbling drunk]Come back here, you bloody dog!
Oliver Twist:[after Sowerberry separates Oliver and Noah from fighting]He said bad things about my mum.
Mr. Sowerberry:She's everything he says she is and worse! You're going back! You hear me, boy? You're going back!
Bill Sikes:[as he has a gun pressed against the underside of Oliver's chin and aimed upwards]You see this, boy?
Oliver Twist:[holding out his empty bowl]Please sir, I want some more.
Mr. Bumble:[in disbelief]He wants some more!
Oliver Twist:Do you live here, Mr. Claypoole?
Noah Claypole:[menacingly]No, I got a mother and father! I ain't some little foundling off the street!
Fagin:[a constable and a crowd has assembled outside of Fagin's house, he comes out]Yes, constable? What can I do for you?
2nd Constable:You're Fagin, right?
2nd Constable:Come on, then!
[leads him away]
Dull-Eyed Man:Filthy Jew!
Fagin:Who calls me that?
Dull-Eyed Man:I do!
[throws rock in Fagin's face, it hits him in the cheek and mouth]
Fagin:[madly]Here! You want the other cheek? I know your faces! Yes! We've done business together! If you need money, I'm the clever Jew! If you don't know the answers, I'm the wise Jew! If you need my help, I'm the kind Jew! Yeah, you can all go to blazes! YOU SICKEN ME!
Bill Sikes:[watching from a distance]Good riddance to him.