When Dodger Met Fagin/Transcript

Oliver and Company: The Series

When Dodger Met Fagin

(The houseboat, at sunset. DODGER is slumped on his armchair, watching the TV. RITA sidles up to him, followed by the rest of the GANG. He jumps down, and greets them, and they do likewise.)

DODGER: Hi guys. How's ya day been?

FRANCIS: Quite extraordinary, my good chap! We--

RITA: What he means to say is, we were good. So, how was your day with Oliver?

DODGER: Cool, ya know. Caught up with the kid, also had a good time annoying Georgette, as per usual.

RITA: I'm happy you enjoyed yourself.

(FAGIN enters, carrying bags of takeout.)

FAGIN: Alright, guys. Dinner's on me.

(The gang settle down to share their meal with Fagin.)

FRANCIS: (speaking with his mouthful) So, Dodger, have you ever told us the story about you met Fagin?

DODGER: Bear with me, here. It'll be long! See, I was just a pup...

(Flashback. A young DODGER runs through the backstreets of New York. He seems out of breath.)

DODGER: I'd run away from home, I had no idea where my parents were. Just one thing: how to make it in New York City.

(A male Australian Shepherd puppy approaches Dodger, smiling.)

PUPPY: You alright, pal? Looks like you're in a bit of a jam.

YOUNG DODGER: No, I'm fine. Just had a bit of a run-in with some guy after I tried to steal his breakfast.

PUPPY: You've got guts. (chuckles) My name's Charlie. And you are?

YOUNG DODGER: Dodger.

CHARLIE: Let me guess, like the baseball team?

(DODGER nods.)

CHARLIE: That's pretty cool. So, what are you doin' out here an your own?

YOUNG DODGER: Well, see, I-I got separated from my mom and dad.

CHARLIE: I see. Same here.

(He turns away from DODGER, who follows him.)

YOUNG DODGER: Wait! I mean, can I come with you?

CHARLIE: Sure! I could teach ya what I know.

(The two run off together.)

DODGER: (narrating) Charlie and I became the best of friends. We got up to so much mischief together!

(CHARLIE and DODGER exit a fast food restaurant, running hell for leather, each carrying half of a hamburger. The two stop to eat their meal.)

CHARLIE: You aren't half bad, Dodge!

YOUNG DODGER: Thanks!

CHARLIE: I think you'd make an excellent street dog.

YOUNG DODGER: I don't think so. I know so.