Rebecca Page #6

have you done to yourself?

Oh, nothing. I just ordered a new dress

from London. I hope you don't mind.

Oh, no. Only do you think that

sort of thing is right for you?

- It doesn't seem your type at all.

- I thought you'd like it.

And what have you done to your hair?

Oh, I see.

Oh, dear. Oh, dear.

Oh, dear. I'm sorry.

You look lovely, lovely.

That's very nice... for a change.

Shall we see these pictures?

Yes, I'd love to see them.

Ah, look, now. Look at that.

Wasn't it wonderful, darling?

Can't we go back there someday?

Yes, of course, of course.

Ah, look at you. There.

Won't our grandchildren be delighted

when they see how lovely you were?

Oh, look at you!

Oh, I like that.

Look at that.

- Yes, very nice.

- Oh, remember that?

- Yes.

- Oh, I wish our honeymoon could

have lasted forever, Maxim.

Oh, dash it! Look.

Oh. Oh. Oh, hang it.

I've threaded it up wrong,

as usual, or something.

Yes, Frith, what is it?

Excuse me, sir.

May I have a word with you?

Yes. Come in.

It's about Robert, sir.

There's been a slight unpleasantness

between him and Mrs. Danvers.

- Oh, dear.

- Robert is very upset.

This is trouble. What is it?

It appears Mrs. Danvers

has accused Robert...

of stealing a valuable ornament

from the morning room.

Robert denies the accusation

most emphatically, sir.

- What was the thing, anyway?

- The china cupid, sir.

Oh, dear.

That's one of our treasures, isn't it?

Well, tell Mrs. Danvers to get

to the bottom of it somehow

and I'm sure it wasn't Robert.

Very good, sir.

Why do they come to me with these

things? That's your job, sweetheart.

Maxim, I wanted to tell you,

but, um, well, I forgot.

- The fact is, I broke the china cupid.

- You broke it?

Now, why on earth didn't you say

something about it when Frith was here?

I don't know.

I didn't like to.

I was afraid he'd think me a fool.

Well, he'll think you

much more a fool now.

You'll have to explain to him

and Mrs. Danvers.

- No, you do it. I'll go upstairs.

- Don't be such a little idiot.

Anybody would think

you were afraid of them.

It was all a mistake,

Mrs. Danvers.

Apparently, Mrs. De Winter

broke the cupid herself...

and forgot to say anything about it.

I'm so sorry. I... I never thought

that I'd get Robert into trouble.

Is it possible to repair

the ornament, madam?

No, I'm afraid it isn't.

It was smashed into pieces.

What did you do with the pieces?

Well, I-I put them at the back of one

of the drawers in the writing desk.

Well, it looks as though

Mrs. De Winter were afraid...

you were going to put her in prison,

doesn't it, Mrs. Danvers?

Find the pieces, see if they can be

mended and tell Robert to dry his tears.

I shall apologize

to Robert, of course.

Perhaps if such a thing happens again,

Mrs. De Winter will tell me personally...

Yes, yes, all right.

Thank you, Mrs. Danvers.

Well, I suppose that clip

will hold all right. I don't know.

I'm awfully sorry, darling.

It was very careless of me.

Mrs. Danvers

must be furious with me.

Oh, hang Mrs. Danvers. Why on earth

should you be frightened of her?

You behave more like

an upstairs maid or something,

not like the mistress

of the house at all.

Yes, I know I do.

But I feel so uncomfortable.

I, I try my best every day,

but it's very difficult...

with people looking me up and

down as if I were a prize cow.

Well, what does it matter

if they do?

You must remember

that life at Manderley...

is the only thing that

interests anybody down here.

What a slap in the eye

I must have been to them, then.

I suppose that's

why you married me.

Because you knew I was dull

and gauche and inexperienced...

and there could never be

any gossip about me.

Gossip?

What do you mean?

I- I don't know.

I just said it for something to say.

Don't look at me like that.

Maxim, what's the matter?

What have I said?

It wasn't a very attractive

thing to say, was it?

No. It was rude, hateful.

I wonder if I did a very selfish

thing in marrying you.

How do you mean?

I'm not much of a companion

to you, am I?

You don't get much fun, do you?

You ought to have married a boy,

someone of your own age.

Maxim, why do you say this?

Of course we're companions.

Are we? I don't know.

I'm very difficult to live with.

No, you're not difficult.

You're easy, very easy.

Our marriage is a success,

isn't it? A great success?

We're happy, aren't we?

Terribly happy.

If you don't think

we are happy,

it would be much better

if you didn't pretend.

I'll go away.

Why don't you answer me?

How can I answer you when

I don't know the answer myself?

If you say we're happy,

let's leave it at that.

Happiness is something

I know nothing about.

Oh, look, there's the one...

when I left the camera running

on the tripod, remember?

Pardon me, madam.

Is there anything I can do for you?

I'm all right, Hilda.

Thank you very much.

I'll bring the sandwiches

immediately, madam.

- Hilda.

- Yes, madam?

The west wing...

Nobody ever uses it anymore, do they?

No, madam.

Not since the death of Mrs. De Winter.

Come along,

Mr. Jack, or someone may see you.

Well, Danny, old harpy,

it's been good to see you again.

I've been simply breathless

to pick up all the news.

I don't think it's

wise for you to come here, Mr. Jack.

- Jasper, come here.

- Oh, nonsense.

It's just like coming back home.

- Quiet, Mr. Jack.

- Yes, and we must be careful

not to shock Cinderella.

She's in the morning room.

If you leave through the garden

door, she won't see you.

I must say I feel a little

like the poor relation,

sneaking around

through back doors.

- Well, toodle-oo, Danny.

- Good-bye, Mr. Jack, and be careful.

Jasper, quiet!

Looking for me?

Oh, I didn't make you jump, did I?

No, of course not.

I didn't quite know who it was.

- Yes, you're pleased to see me,

aren't you, old boy?

I'm glad there's someone in the family

to welcome me back to Manderley.

And, um,

how is dear old Max?

Very well, thank you.

I hear he went up to London,

left his little bride all alone.

That's too bad.

Isn't he rather afraid that somebody

might come down and carry you off?

Danny, all your precautions

were in vain.

The mistress of the house

was hiding behind the door.

Oh, what about presenting me

to the bride?

- This is Mr. Favell, madam.

- How do you do?

How do you do?

Won't you have

some tea or something?

Now, isn't that

a charming invitation?

I've been asked to stay to tea, Danny,

and I've a good mind to accept.

Oh, well, perhaps you're right. Pity,

just when we were getting on so nicely.

We mustn't lead the young bride

astray, must we, Jasper?

Good-bye.

It's been fun meeting you.

Oh, and by the way, it would be

very decent of you...

if you wouldn't mention this little

visit to your revered husband.

He doesn't exactly

approve of me.

- Very well.

- That's very sporting of you.

I wish I had a young bride of three

months waiting for me at home.

I'm just a lonely old bachelor.

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