Rebecca Page #5

about old Maxim and his moods.

One never knows what goes on

in that quiet mind of his.

Often he gets

into a terrible rage, and when he does...

But I don't suppose he'll

lose his temper with you.

You seem such a placid

little thing.

- Come along, old girl. We've got

to be on the first tee at 3:00.

- All right, I'm coming.

Well, good-bye,

Maxim, old boy.

Good-bye, Giles.

Thanks for coming, old boy.

Good-bye, my dear. Forgive me

for asking you so many rude questions.

We both really hope

you'll be very happy.

Oh, thank you, Beatrice.

Thank you very much.

And I must congratulate you

on the way Maxim looks.

We were very worried about him

this time last year.

But then, of course,

you know the whole story.

- Good-bye, Beatrice, darling.

- Good-bye, old boy.

- Good-bye.

- Good-bye.

Well, thank heavens they've gone.

Now we can have a walk about the place.

Looks as though we might have a shower,

but you won't mind that, will you?

- No, but I'll go get a coat.

- There's a heap of mackintoshes

in the flower room.

Robert,

run and get a coat from the flower

room for Mrs. De Winter, will you?

- What did you think of Beatrice?

- Oh, I liked her very much.

But she kept saying that I was quite

different from what she expected.

What the devil did she expect?

Oh, someone smarter and more

sophisticated, I'm afraid.

Do you like my hair?

Your hair? Yes, of course I do.

What's the matter with it?

Oh, I don't know.

I just wondered.

How funny you are.

- Thank you.

- Do I have to put it on?

Yes, certainly, certainly, certainly.

Can't be too careful with children.

Come on, Jasper.

Come and take some of that fat off.

Jasper!

Here, not that way!

Come here!

Where does that lead to?

- Oh, it leads to a little cove

where we used to keep a boat.

- Oh, let's go down there.

Oh, no, it's a perfectly dull,

uninteresting stretch of sand,

just like any other.

- Oh, please.

- Well, all right.

We'll walk down and take a look,

if you really want to.

That's Jasper. There must be something

wrong. Perhaps he's hurt himself.

- No, he's all right.

- Don't you think I'd better go and see?

Don't bother about him.

He can't come to any harm.

He'll find his own way back.

Jasper! Jasper!

Oh, there you are.

What do you want in there, Jasper?

Come on. Come on home.

Let's go home. Jasper. Jas...

Oh... I didn't know

that there was anybody...

I know that dog.

He comes fr' the house.

He ain't your'n.

No, he's

Mr. De Winter's dog.

Have you anything

I could tie him with?

Come on, Jasper.

You won't tell anyone

you saw me in there, will ya?

Don't you belong

on the estate?

I weren't doin' nothin'.

I was just puttin'

my shells away.

She's gone in the sea,

ain't she?

She'll never come back

no more.

No, she'll never come back.

Come on, Jasper.

Maxim!

What's the matter?

Maxim!

I'm sorry I was such a time,

but I had to find a rope

forJasper.

Hurry up, Jasper!

For heaven's sake!

Please wait for me. Maxim,

what is it? You look so angry.

You knew I didn't

want you to go there,

but you deliberately went.

Why not?

There was only a cottage

down there and a strange man...

You didn't go into

the cottage, did you?

Yes. The door...

Well, don't go there

again, do you hear!

Well, why not?

If you had my memories,

you wouldn't go there

or even think about it!

What's the matter?

Oh, I'm sorry. Please.

We should have stayed away.

We should never have come

back to Manderley.

Oh, what a fool I was!

I've made you unhappy.

Somehow I've hurt you.

Oh, I can't bear

to see you like this...

because I love you so much.

Do you? Do you?

I've made you cry.

Forgive me.

I sometimes seem to fly

off the handle for no reason at all.

Don't I?

Come, we'll go home,

have some tea and forget all about it.

Yes, let's forget all about it.

Here, let me haveJasper.

- Hello. Come in.

- Oh, please don't get up, Mr. Crawley.

I was just wondering if you meant

what you said the other day...

about showing me

the run of things?

- Of course I did.

- What are you doing now?

Notifying all the tenants that,

in celebration...

of Maxim's

return with his bride,

this week's rent will be free.

Oh, was that Maxim's idea?

Oh, yes. All the servants

get an extra week's wages too.

Oh, he didn't tell me.

Can't I help you?

I could at least lick the stamps.

That's terribly nice of you.

Won't you sit down?

Oh, yes, thank you.

I, I was down at the cottage

on the beach the other day.

There was a man there...

a queer sort of person.

- Jasper kept barking at him.

- Oh, yes. Must've been Ben.

Excuse me.

He's quite harmless.

We give him odd jobs now and then.

That cottage place seemed

to be going to wreck and ruin.

Why isn't something

done about it?

Well, I think if Maxim wanted anything

done about it, he'd tell me.

Are those all

Rebecca's things down there?

Yes. Yes, they are.

What did she use the cottage for?

The boat used to be moored near there.

What boat? What happened to it?

Was that the boat she was sailing

in when she was drowned?

Yes. It capsized and sank.

She was washed overboard.

Wasn't she afraid

to go out like that alone?

She wasn't afraid of anything.

Where did they find her?

Near Edgecombe, about 40 miles

up channel, about two months afterwards.

Maxim went up to identify her.

It was horrible for him.

Yes, it must have been.

Mr. Crawley, please don't

think me morbidly curious.

It isn't that. It's just

that I feel at such a disadvantage.

All the time,

whenever I meet anyone,

Maxim's sister

or even the servants,

I know they're all

thinking the same thing.

They're all comparing me

with her, with Rebecca.

Oh, you mustn't think that.

I can't tell you how glad I am

that you've married Maxim.

It's going to make

all the difference to his life.

And from my point of view,

it's very refreshing...

to find someone like yourself

who's not entirely in tune,

shall we say, with Manderley.

That's very sweet of you.

I dare say I've been stupid,

but every day I realize

things that she had and that I lack:

Beauty and wit and intelligence...

and, oh, all the things that

are so important in a woman.

But you have qualities

that are just as important...

more important, if I may say so.

Kindliness and sincerity...

and, if you'll forgive me, modesty...

mean more to a husband than

all the wit and beauty in the worid.

We none of us want to live

in the past. Maxim least of all.

It's up to you, you know,

to lead us away from it.

Well, I promise you

I won't bring this up again,

but before we end

this conversation...

would you answer

just one more question?

If it's something

I'm able to answer, I'll do my best.

Tell me, what was Rebecca really like?

I suppose...

I suppose she was the most

beautiful creature I ever saw.

- Good evening, Maxim.

- Hello.

The films of the honeymoon

have arrived at last.

Have we time, do you think,

before dinner?

Well, what on earth

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