Wuthering Heights Page #8

bring us what we had asked for,

he had brought you instead.

Cathy is dying.

And you grew and grew

like a big fat cuckoo

and now look at you sitting there as

if you are already master of the house.

Your sister is dying.

Cathy is dying.

You do not fool me, Heathcliff.

You wear your finer feelings like

you wear those gentleman's clothes...

badly. You are nothing

more than a gypsy bastard

and so your love for Cathy

can only be a pretend love.

Your grief for her, a pretence.

Don't you say her name.

Don't you say her name.

- Stop!

- Don't you say her name!

Don't you say her name!

Don't you say her name!

- No!

- Stop!

- You will kill him!

- You will hang for it!

I long to die!

I would die a thousand deaths

if I knew she were waiting for me!

I am leaving now.

I think it fair that you

let me leave unmolested.

- Be gone!

- After all,

it is better to be hated

by you than loved by you.

I see that now.

So I think I owe you a

queer sort of gratitude

that you spared me your love

and its murderous effects.

Be gone! Be gone!

Will you let me see Cathy

or must I fight my way in?

She is weak.

- She is dying.

- Then you know she would wish to see me.

Obey her dying wishes even if

you no longer take heed of mine.

Sleep, my love, sleep. Sleep, my love!

Let me die in your arms.

Don't leave me.

Don't leave me.

Edgar.

Edgar.

Oh, Edgar! How sweet it

feels to see you again.

I beg your forgiveness!

Forgiveness? I have

nothing to forgive you.

- Then you are not angry?

- I am not angry.

I am sorry to have lost you,

especially as I can never

think you will be happy.

I am carrying his child, Edgar!

And I have nowhere and nothing!

Please. How can I make amends?

If you should really wish to oblige me,

then return to the villain you married

and persuade him to leave the country.

Do not close your heart to me!

Do not close your heart!

The servants are returning from church.

My master will not be far behind.

I cannot go.

I shall not go, I tell you. For

heaven's sake! Just go for one hour.

I will come to you when the

master leaves the house, please.

I promised her.

This will be the last time.

She begged me to stay!

What in God's name?

Unless you are a fiend, you will take her!

You will take her and you will comfort her.

I shall not refuse to go out of doors.

But I will stay in the garden,

and mind you keep to your word, Nelly.

I shall be under the larch trees.

Nelly, send for Dr Kenneth.

Now, send for him, woman!

Doctor, thank God.

Please come. Please.

Her breathing is shallow.

I fear for our baby.

She's dead.

I didn't have to wait

for you to learn that.

Stop snivelling before me.

Damn you all. She wants

none of your tears.

Yes, she's dead.

Gone to heaven, I hope.

Oh, did she die like a saint?

You poor wretch.

Your pride cannot blind God.

How did she die?

She lay with a sweet smile on her

face and her baby at her breast.

His bastard lived, then.

Cathy's life closed in a gentle dream.

May she wake as kindly

in the other world.

May she wake in torment!

I pray one prayer

I repeat it till my tongue stiffens...

Cathy Earnshaw, may you not rest,

not while I'm living.

You said I killed you.

Haunt me, then.

Be with me always.

Take any form. Drive me

mad, but don't leave me

in the abyss, where I cannot find you.

I cannot live without my life.

I cannot live without my soul.

Being married will will not be such

a bad thing, will it, Catherine?

I'm going to see my father.

This locket was your mother's.

I hope you'll be a dutiful daughter.

I defy you to frighten me!

Have you heard how your

wife speaks to me, Linton?

If you cannot take her in hand

perhaps I'll have to do so myself.

Linton loves me and for

that reason I love him.

Mr Heathcliff, you

have nobody to love you

and however miserable you make us,

we shall still have the

revenge of thinking that

your cruelty rises from

your greater misery!

Nelly! Nelly!

- Is he still alive?

- Yes.

Yes, my angel, he is!

Forgive me. Please forgive me.

There is nothing to forgive.

Tell me one thing, Catherine,

and tell me the truth.

Do you love Linton?

Will he make you happy?

He will make me very happy, Father.

And Mr Heathcliff has said

that we shall live here -

Linton and I together.

And we will fill the house

with children and happiness.

Then I can go to her.

I have been very happy

with my little Catherine.

Oh, I see. Playing the loyal

servants to the last, are we?

Make haste and get my

daughter's things together.

And don't oblige me to compel you.

Why not let Catherine continue here?

And send Master Linton to her.

I'm seeking another

tenant for the Grange.

And I want my children

about me, to be sure.

You are on my property.

Stand to one side, else I'll

have the constable on you!

This is Green, my solicitor.

He will give each of

you a notice to quit.

Put it down there.

It is cold up here.

Perhaps you should come down and

sit by the fire for a few moments,

just while Linton sleeps.

I will stay up here.

I brought you a book.

Nelly said you might like it.

I thought you might be

in need of distraction.

Catherine, come and sit

by the fire, my love.

Just while Linton sleeps.

We'll listen out for

him, won't we, Hareton?

Thank you.

Lapwing. Bonny bird,

it wheels over your head on the moor

I have been to my solicitor.

Linton has bequeathed me all his estate.

When he dies, you will be destitute.

You'll have no need of books!

If I am as poor as you say,

then I have every need of books

to help me escape my miserable fate!

What a hideous tyrant.

And you sitting there like

a dumb ox while he abuses me!

- What was I supposed to have done?

- What was I supposed to have done?

Stand up to the fiend!

How would you like it

if I abused your father?

He is not your father.

Hindley was your father

and Heathcliff ruined him and

drove him to an early grave.

Heathcliff showed me

more love than my father.

Yes. So that he could trick you

out of your rightful inheritance.

Don't speak of Heathcliff like that!

- I'd rather you would abuse me.

- Very well.

I had thought your dumb state

was down to your upbringing

but now I see it is

the state you prefer,

much like a dog or a cart-horse!

And if I ever needed proof,

it is your cowardice in not standing

- to that man!

- You're a damned liar!

Why have I made him angry,

by taking your part then?

A hundred times?

I shall have nothing to do

with you and your mucky pride

and your damned mocking tricks!

I shall go to hell, body and soul,

before I look sideways at you again!

Is that true,

what Hareton said about taking my part?

He has taken beatings

for you. That is true.

Why does he insist on

defending Heathcliff?

Because he is attached to him by ties

stronger than reason can break

and it is cruel of you

to try and loosen them.

Come in, Cathy.

Cathy, do come, please.

Please come in.

Oh, do once more.

Oh, my love.

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