Wuthering Heights Page #3

I want my wife to have free run of the house

and I don't want her to be falling over servants

- all day.

- Of course.

No matter to me where I am.

As long as I have the

good book to guide me.

Oh, good. I was wondering

where you were skulking off to.

Is that any way to address your brother?

From now on, you will keep

company only with the servants.

You will earn your keep

by labouring out of doors.

If you're sure that's what

Father would have wished.

And you will never speak

to me or the mistress

unless spoken to first. Is that clear?

How can you smile?

Because one day I shall pay back

Hindley with pain and anguish.

Is it not for god to

punish wicked people?

No.

He shall not the

satisfaction that I shall.

I don't care how long I have to wait.

I just hope he doesn't die before me.

Don't talk in such a way, my love.

You know, when I think of revenge,

I don't feel pain.

Would you rather I felt pain?

Heathcliff!

Heathcliff!

What are you doing here?

One day I will punish god.

Heathcliff?

I'm not just weeping for our father.

I'm weeping for what will become of us.

We've lost our protector.

How can we ever be together again?

I dreamt once that I was in heaven.

I don't want to harken to your dreams.

And heaven didn't seem to be my home.

And I broke my heart with weeping

to come back to Earth.

The angels, they were

so angry with me that

they flung me out. Into

the middle of the heath

on top of Wuthering Heights.

And I woke, sobbing for joy,

because you were here.

We cannot escape each other.

We cannot.

Then let's run away.

- When?

- Now.

Tomorrow.

That gives us a day to

get what little I've saved.

Yes.

Who's there?

Who's in there?

Is that you, you devil Heathcliff?

Is that you, boy?

Hey!

Pious old fool. Does

he ever stop praying?

Only to flog me.

I saw you!

I saw the pair of you!

Cathy, if we get

caught, they'll hang us.

Remember when we came here

peek through the windows?

You cannot leave without

having just one peek!

He dances like a badly trained monkey.

Who's there?

Who's there?

Let's go. Let's go.

He won't come out here.

He hasn't the heart for it.

Go on, lad!

Heathcliff, run! He holds me!

Get back to hell, you devil!

Don't move, you fiend! You

shall go to the gallows for this.

- She's hurt, fool. She needs help.

- Hold your tongue.

The rascals knew yesterday was

Father's rent day, no doubt.

Is there no stopping

these people's insolence?!

It would be a kindness to hang

him before he does more damage.

- Miss Earnshaw!

- Of course it's Miss Earnshaw.

- You are hurt!

- Are you sure, Edgar?

Miss Earnshaw running around the

country with that frightful thing?

I shall carry her home if I have to.

She's too weak to do anything.

I will take her inside.

Kindly tell your master

we will send her back

- when she is fully recovered.

- Heathcliff!

One more step and I shall take

pleasure in putting you down.

- Heathcliff!

- We will nurse you until the doctor arrives.

I will ride and to

Gimmerton immediately.

And did they say how long they

were intending on keeping her?

- They wouldn't tell me.

- I see.

- I thought I'd be due a flogging.

- Far from it.

Get out, then!

And Heathcliff,

if you speak one word to Cathy while

she is staying with the Lintons,

or try to contact her in any way,

you will be dismissed. Instantly.

Keep our patient behind

doors for five weeks.

Dr Kenneth doesn't think you'll...

be running about on the

moors for a little while yet.

I can go on horseback.

I'm not sure that's advisable,

not from what he was saying.

I shall die of boredom!

Well, Isabella and I were thinking

that, since you are forbidden

from moving, perhaps she

could paint your portrait

while you sit. We could think

up no end of distractions.

No end of distractions. How lovely.

You know...

If you choose to accept our

kindness, that doesn't mean

you're betraying your own

nature. Or that of your friend.

And you have had a terrible shock

and you've lost a lot of blood, and...

I know your father died recently.

So, all in all, you seem like a...

a young lady who might not have had

a lot of care in her life of late.

So, as...

stiff and as pompous as Isabella

and I might seem compared with...

If you would just let us look after you,

would that really be such a bad thing?

The Lintons will blame you, of course,

for her heathen upbringing

and her wild ways.

I'm sure they will.

I'm sure the brother will pay me a visit

to lecture me on my

brotherly carelessness.

So why are you looking

so pleased with yourself?

Because...

the longer she is there,

the more likely she will come

under some civilising influence.

My dear,

we may even be able to

recover our family's good name.

I think it came Paris.

- That would be a bird?

- If this is a bird?

- A bird.

- It is, yes.

It's a blue tit.

- Or the family of blue tit.

- It is white, not a blue tit.

Well, I think it's a...

the plumage of winter ...

Bird no personality!

Cathy, I should scarcely have known you!

Where is the wild little

savage from five weeks ago?

- Don't touch them, my love!

- Come, boys!

You'll spoil your dress.

Catherine!

You're quite the young lady!

Is Heathcliff not here?

Heathcliff, you may come forward!

You may greet Miss Cathy

like the other servants.

Well, Heathcliff?

Have you forgotten me? Is

that why you scowl at me?

I have not forgotten

someone who looked like you.

Someone you no longer seem to be.

Do not tease me, my love.

Shake hands, Heathcliff. Once,

in a way that is permitted.

Perhaps you may learn

from Cathy's example.

I'll not stand here to be laughed at.

Why are you refusing to see me?

Because I don't know you.

Hindley is right.

Our little savage is lost

and it was her that I loved.

I know you.

And I love you.

In the way a mistress loves her servant?

- No.

- Come away with me, then.

As we planned.

There.

The pause that betrays you.

- I'm frightened.

- Of what?

Of me?

Or poverty?

You're asking me to risk my reputation.

Once a woman's reputation

has gone, she has nothing.

The old Cathy would never

had said such a thing.

The old Cathy didn't know the

world and how it regarded us.

I have tried to leave you.

But your love holds me here.

Now if you mean to be indifferent to me,

at least do me the

favour of releasing me.

I'm as trapped as you are.

Except your cage is

more gilded than mine.

Why don't you dress up smart

before Cathy's guests arrive?

Master says that everyone is welcome.

I do not think that

Cathy will welcome me.

If I tell you that she cries whenever

I tell her that you're not here?

I would say I've more

reason to cry than her.

If you tried to mend your appearance,

then Edgar Linton shall

look quite a doll beside you.

And how will I have the chance

of ever being as rich as he?

Now,

don't you think

yourself rather handsome?

I kept some of Mr Earnshaw's

best suits when he died.

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