Alms! Alms!

Beggar Woman:
Alms! Alms! For a miserable woman!
On a miserable chilly...morning...

Thank ya sir! Thank ya...

Antony:
Ma'am, can you tell me who's house this is?

Beggar Woman:
Ah--That's the great Judge Turpin's house, that is...

Antony:
...And the young lady who resides there?

Beggar Woman:
O-Oh that's Johanna...His pretty little ward...Keeps her snug, he does...All locked up...So don't you go trespassing THERE, or its a good whipping for ya -- or any other young men, with MISCHIEF on his mind--!

(Insert only in soundtrack) --How would you like a li'l MUFF, dear, a li'l JIG-JIG, a li'l BOUNCE AROUND THE BUSH--! Wouldn't you like to push me PARSLEY, it seems to ME, dear, that you got PLENTY THERE TO PUSH--!]

--Alms! Alms! For a DESPERATE woman...!