All language subtitles for Wide.Sargasso.Sea.1993.WEB-DL.x264-RARBG

[Speaking native language]

1844--

by then, life had become
very bleak for the cosways,

my family.

Our plantation was ruined

by the emancipation
of the slaves,

and my father, desperate,
drank himself to death.

Christophene!

We were alone at colibri--

my mother,
my little brother, and me.

Christophene was the only one
who stayed with us.

She was our protector,

for she knew obeah,

and the blacks
feared her magic even more

than they hated us.

Colibri had been large
and beautiful

as that garden
in the Bible,

but no one
looked after it anymore,

and it had gone wild.

Ow!

Me blackbeard now,
and you my slave.

Come on.

Why not you be the slave?

Because pirates
are white, silly.

When they killed her horse,

my mother knew
there was one last hope.

She married a rich
englishman, Mr. Mason,

who had just arrived
in Jamaica

and knew nothing about her.

Oh, he has the most
spectacular apple orchard.

Apples?

Yes.

Obviously her obeah
woman christophene

must have cast
a spell on him.

A man of his age
allowing himself

to be seduced
by a woman like her.

How anyone
in their right mind...

The English matrons hated
my mother's frenchness

and her irrepressible
beauty,

but Mr. Mason was too in love
with her to notice.

Antoinette.

Antoinette.

I want to dance
with my new niece.

Thank you, myra.

I have as much right
to be here

as your daughter,

more right
by English law.

I am older than she is,

and I am a man.

What do you know
of English law?

It's all
an invention,

and it's
making me dizzy.

Who let you in here?

Do you know
who I am?

Everyone
around here knows.

Yes! Come with me.

Quick.

Quickly.

You don't want him
to see me, huh?

What do you want
from me, Daniel?

What is
rightfully mine.

I give you the money--

not because
I believe you.

Maybe your husband
will believe me.

How much do you want?

I take
no money now,

just to give you
time to think
about it.

[Christophene]
If I see you here again,

you're going to be sorry
you were born.

You talk to him,
he poison your mind.

Myra,
she let him in.

Like a spider,
that man.

He will always
be around.

Look at them,

forever laying about.

Why aren't you three
in the fields?

Snakebite, sir.

All three of you?

Big snake.

I'm bringing in
some coolies from
the east indies.

They'll soon
lick this place
into shape.

I wouldn't discuss that

in front of the servants
if I were you.

I've told him
a hundred times.

The people here
don't want to work,

so why should
they care?

Well, just look
at this place.

It's enough
to break your heart.

It's dangerous to stay here
any longer.

I see the signs.

You don't know these people.

They're children.

They wouldn't
hurt a fly.

Unhappily, children
do hurt flies.

Don't you see them
watching us,

asking the servants
what we eat every day?

They're curious,
that's all.

They're too damn lazy
to be dangerous.

They're more alive
than you are, lazy or not,

and they can be dangerous
and curious

for reasons
you wouldn't understand.

No. No, I don't
understand.

Now, you're the widow
of a slave owner,

here on your own
for years,

and they never
harmed a hair
on your head.

If you want
to go away for
a change, nettie,

by all means,
we'll go.

Antoinette,
come here.

Don't forget to kiss
your stepfather
good night.

He's very hurt that
you never kiss him.

He never looks hurt.

He's told me he's
very fond of you.

Perhaps one day
he'll take you
to england.

I wonder where
they've all gone.

Must be one
of those dances on.

You'd hear drums
if there was a dance.

Probably
a wedding then.

Any excuse
not to work.

Afterwards I understood,

but not then.

In front of the servants,

he had said
he would bring in coolies

to replace all the workers.

My stepfather knew nothing
of the old hatred

between our family
and the former slaves.

[Awk]

[Awk]

[Awk awk]

Mama!

Mama!

Antoinette,
what is it?

Out! Get out!

Manny!
Christophene!

[Mob yelling]

Oh, my God!

Antoinette!

Antoinette!

Take her out
of here,

and then tell
Manny to bring
the carriage.

[Chanting]

You're hurt. His hands.

His bed was on fire.

You had left him
to die.

We'll have to make
a run for it.

I told you
over and over,

but you
sneered at me,
you grinning fool.

Why don't you
go out there

and tell them
to let you go?

Say I was
the slave owner.

Tell them how you
always trusted them.

Annette, for God's sake!

The whole house
is burning!

Antoinette,
stay close to me.

[Chanting]

Here they come,

the black
witch woman

and her white
cockroaches.

[Parrot squawking]

No. No.

Annette!

What does she want,
her jewels?

Her damn parrot.

Annette, they're
laughing at you.

Don't let them
laugh at you.

Father, which
art in heaven,

hallowed
be thy name,

thy kingdom come,

thy will be done
on earth

as it is in heaven.

Give us this day
our daily bread,

and lead us not
into temptation,

but deliver us
from evil--

let us through.

The boy will die
if we don't get help.

Black and white
burn the same.

Here and hereafter,
as you will in your turn.

Wish bad luck
on me,

and I'll
cut the tongue
out of your mouth.

[Parrot squawking]

[Screeching]

God have mercy!

Everyone into
the carriage,
for God's sake.

Go along!

Christophene.

Christophene.

After Pierre died
in the fire,

my mother went mad
with grief.

Mr. Mason hired a man
to look after her,

then he went back
to england

and forgot her.

[Speaking French]

Oui, ma souer.

Merci.

Antoinette.

[Speaking French]

Hello, antoinette.

[Speaking French]

A few months
before I left england,

your stepfather died.

Paul wanted you to have
his properties here

so long as you
married somebody

who could
manage them for you.

He arranged it all
with a family in england.

[Bell ringing]

What's happening?

They were cutting seaweed
from the rudder,

and one of them
was sucked down.

We're on the edge
of the sargasso sea--

Miles and Miles
of floating weed,

a sailor's graveyard.

This voyage
to Jamaica

has been a nightmare
from the beginning,

and I'm sick
with fever.

My father has arranged
a marriage for me

with a girl
I've never met.

I wonder what
she expects of me.

Who knows?

Perhaps we might even
like each other.

Edward,
good to see you.

You look a little
the worse for wear.

Just a touch
of fever.

How on earth do you
live in this heat?

One gets used
to it. Come.

I thought
that slavery
had been abolished.

Well, they get paid
wages now,

not that one gets
much thanks for it.

They're bone-idle,
most of them.

They don't
have much reason
to thank us

after kidnapping
them from their own
countries.

Here we are.

[Voices]

[Footsteps]

Ahem.

[Cora]
Come in.

Edward Rochester...

May I introduce you
to my niece

antoinette cosway

and her aunt Cora.

How was your journey
from england,
Mr. Rochester?

The land seems
a little bumpy

by comparison.

I hope
you don't feel
too homesick.

Bring water!

Yes, sir.

Edward.
Edward.

Edward?

They seem to be
getting on all right.

I want to know
more about him.

How do
we know he's not
a fortune hunter

who'll marry her
for her properties,

then disappear
back to england?

I'd trust him
with my life.

You're trusting him
with her life,
not yours.

Why does he need
her property

if he comes
from such a family?

Has he been
disinherited?

The estate passed
to his older brother,

but he's a damn fine
gentleman.

There's not
a respectable man here

who'd look at her

with a drunken father
and a crazed mother--

she should be
legally protected.

You know absolutely
nothing of these things.

I have something
for you--

the little silk bag

on the dressing
table.

They're my rings.

Two of them
are valuable.

Don't let him
see them...

Ever.

Richard?

Richard's a half-wit--

hard as a board

and stupid as a foot.

I mean
your future husband,

this honorable englishman

we know absolutely
nothing about...

Apart from his partiality
to fainting.

Does he know
about me?

He knows
what he needs to know.

Perhaps I shouldn't
marry him.

My dear,
you have no choice.

She's decided.

She's not going
to marry you.

I can't say I'm surprised

after my spectacular
entrance.

But everything's
arranged--

the church,
the minister,
the guests.

It's just
as Paul wanted.

You can't drag her
to the altar,

you know, Richard.

I feel very badly,

bringing you halfway
around the world
for nothing.

She seems gracious.

Perhaps she'll
let me try again.

I've been taking
some deep breaths.

I think I might be able

to keep my feet
this time.

I am hoping
you may reconsider
your decision.

I'm afraid
of what may happen

if I become
your wife.

What do you mean?

You don't know me,

and I cannot
live in the town

like
an English lady.

The way we live is
so very different.

We can live
wherever you want.

When I was a child,

there was a house
in the mountains...

And I used to go there
with my mother.

Then that's
where we'll go.

Antoinette...

I do want you
to be my wife.

I know how you feel.

We're complete strangers

from opposite sides
of the world,

but I will trust you

if you'll trust me.

[Bells ringing]

How is your hand
so cold

in this hot sun?

I was born in it.

Mountain water.

That's delicious.

Amelie was born
in colibri like me.

So she was a slave.

I suppose so...

But not for long.

She was sent here

to work
at the summer house.

[Birds screech]

It's not exactly
england, is it?

Oh, england,
england...

Is it
really there?

Double up, now,
double up.

Mr. Rochester,
this is Nelson...

Rose...

Hilda...

And amelie you know.

How do you do?

[Nelson]
This is a grateful day
for all of us, sir,

and we hope you'll
be happy here with us.

Ever since
the good news,

we've been trying
to get everything
in place.

The house has been lonely
for many years...

A home for spiders,

centipedes,

and bats.

We got rid of them,

and the house is ready
to welcome you.

[Muffled laugh]

I hope you'll be
specially happy, sir,

in your sweet
honeymoon home.

And this is
christophene,

who was my da--

my nurse--long ago.

[Edward]
She took childlike pride
in showing me the house,

but I couldn't understand
her pleasure in it.

It seemed neglected
and bare,

not ugly but awkward.

A little sad,

as though it knew
it couldn't last.

To happiness.

Happiness.

[Glasses clink]

Now you're
an emperor.

[Knock on door]

It's only
christophene.

Only christophene?

She's the most
ferocious-looking
creature I've ever seen.

Well, hide in here
until she's gone.

Dear father,

the £30,000 has been
paid to me without
question or condition.

I'll never be a disgrace
to you or my dear brother,

the son that you love.

I have property now
at the edge of the world.

[Antoinette]
Don't do that
to my hair.

He doesn't like it.

[Christophene]
Every man likes scent
on his wedding night.

With this scent,
he'll remember it
the rest of his life...

And you...

Kiss first...And long.

Everything else
will follow.

[Edward]
You can go now,
Nelson.

[Birds squawking]

I'll have to shout
to get above that noise.

Whisper.

I'll hear you.

I know we're
far away,

but in
that dress...

You look
almost English.

It's French.

Aunt Cora had it made
for me in Saint-Pierre.

You say
Saint-Pierre

as if it
were Paris.

You've hardly eaten.

It's too hot.

In england,
the cold gives you
an appetite.

How strange to be
cold all the time.

Is it true that england
is like a dream?

I read in this book
that this place London

is like
a cold, dark dream.

This place feels
like a dream to me.

They'll come back
if we don't put
the candles out.

I feel as though
I'm on the edge
of the world.

One night...

There was a full moon,

and I watched it
for a long time

before I fell asleep.

Christophene found me
in the morning.

She said, "it's very bad
to sleep in the moonlight

when the moon is full."

Do you think she was right?

Had I slept too long
in the moonlight?

Wait.

Wait.

Wait.

Wait.

Now.

Now.

[Knock on door]

It's christophene.

I had to
send her away twice.

Come in now.

Good morning.

Good morning,
christophene.

Taste my bull's blood,
master...

Not horse piss like
the English madams' drink.

Drink, drink
their yellow horse piss.

Talk, talk
their lyin' talk.

I'll send the girl
to clean the mess you make

with the frangipani.

Be careful not to
step on the flowers.

It brings cockroaches.

Her coffee
may be delicious,

but she might
hold up her dress.

It must get as filthy
as her language.

It's for respect

or a feast day.

And is this a feast day?

She wanted it to be.

Don't you like her?

I don't like the way
she dawdles about.

Well, she seems so,

but every move
she makes is right,

so it's quick
in the end.

I don't think I'll
get up this morning.

[Chuckling]

What do you mean?

I'm very lazy,
you know...

Like christophene.

I often stay
in bed all day.

So you
go to the pool

before it gets
too hot.

Benbow
will take you.

How are you all today?

Very tired, sir.

Are you very tired?

Darling, what on earth
are you doing?

Will you please
take off my clothes?

Antoinette, I'm going
to need those clothes.

Please, darling,
will you take
my clothes off?

I'm warning you.

You want them?
Here!

Aah!

Aah!

[Giggling]

Thank you.
I think we can
manage now, Nelson.

Yes, sir. Hilda.

Do you honestly
not mind the servants
laughing at us?

Oh, don't be
angry with me.

These were part of
a pirate treasure.

They probably used them
in drunken orgies.

They lived like that
because every voyage
might be their last.

Then they
buried their treasure

and dreamed that one day

they'll come back
and live like kings.

I read about pirates
when I was a child.

Maybe my father was one.

Tell me about
your father.

Oh, he died before I
could even remember him.

So you were left
with your mother
and christophene.

Yes.

I'm sorry.
I didn't mean
to upset you.

No more stories.

[Speaking French]

Aah!

Ahh!

I try to make you think
they're not true,

but to scare you,
you know better.

It always thunders,
but it never rains.

It's coming
in a week or two.

I know he's there.

Who?

The king
of the pool.

That's where
he always lived.

Out of the way, quick.

Quick. Quick!

Quick!
Quick, quick, quick!

What would my
friends in england
think of you?

Would they
like me?

They'd think you're
a wild creature...

Untamed...

Mrs. Rochester.

¶ Pull down the moon ¶

¶ love in the dark... ¶

no matter how close
we are in the dark,

she is still
a stranger to me...

A stranger who does not
think or feel as I do.

I am hungry for her,

but I don't
understand her.

Why do you make me
want to live?

What do you mean?

Suppose you took
this happiness away

when I wasn't looking.

And lose my own?

I'm not used
to happiness.

It makes me afraid.

But I'm here.

[Heavy breathing]

The six weeks I've been
here could be a year.

I feel like I'm floating
in an opium dream.

This climate...

Now it rains every day
at the same time.

Like clockwork.

That way everybody
knows how long
they can stay in bed.

[Chuckling]

You'll be
the death of me.

Josephine spent
most of her life in bed.

She came
from Martinique,
like my mother,

and she
became empress
of all France.

Close your eyes.

What's wrong?

I just don't
like that fruit.

It seems squishy
and overripe.

You're so English.

What else would I be?

You could
be like me--

French, welsh,
a little Irish,

a little pirate.

My little outcast.

Is it possible
to die of happiness?

If I could die now
when I'm happy,

you wouldn't have
to kill me.

Just say it.

Try.

Say die,
and watch me die.

Die, then.

Die.

Die.

Good morning, master.

Good morning, amelie.

It came for you
early, sir.

Thank you.

Amelie...

[Speaking
native language]

Is anything wrong,
christophene?

Nothing wrong.

You will tell me
if there is, won't you?

Yes, master.

[Daniel cosway]
"Dear sir,

"you have been
shamefully deceived.

"Your wife's father
was my father--

"a shameless man
who had his way

"with every slave girl
he owned.

"Her mother--she had
the madness that is in
all of these creoles,

and it passes to
her daughter--your wife."

"I hear that she
weave her spell

by day and by night."

[Edward]
Did you know, father,
my dear brother?

Did you plan it together?

Richard Mason,
the fool, he knew...

But my wife...

How little I really
knew of her.

[Singing in native language]

Come and dance.

No, thank you.

[Daniel cosway]
"My mother marry again
with rich englishman

"who give her the moon,

"but her madness
get worse.

He has to lock her away
and run back to england..."

Is something wrong?

No.

Who were
all those people
there this afternoon?

Oh, cousins, nephews,
and nieces.

Are you missing
your england?

My england is always
there if I want it!

I'm sorry.

You never told me
what happened
to your mother.

There was a fire.

You know about the fire.

Yes.

She died then.

I'm sorry.

I won't bring it
up again...

I promise.

Never make promises.

What did you say?

Never make promises!

Why?

Then they'll
never be broken.

[Daniel cosway]
She will look you
in the eye

and tell you lies.

[Muttering in sleep]

Not so hard.

Die.

Die!

Oh...

Die!

What am I doing
hurting you?

It's all right.

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.

I don't know what
came over me,
antoinette.

I feel so ashamed.

But he must have
said something.

Did he say when
he'd be back?

He didn't say anything
about when he'd be back.

You should have
asked him.

Now go.

Edward...

You will stay
for the weekend,
won't you?

Governor's having
a small soiree
on Saturday.

You know, it's a pity
antoinette didn't come.

Her mother was
a beautiful dancer.

That's something
I've been meaning
to ask you about.

Whatever happened
to her mother?

Nettie? Oh, she died
shortly after the fire.

She was very badly burned

trying to save
her little boy.

Now, I never knew
that antoinette
had a brother.

Well, she never talks
of him, of course,

having lost him
like that.

Off to england, probably.

I rather envy them.

How are you faring
out in the wilds,
Mr. Rochester?

England seems far away.

Is that obeah woman
still with you?
What's her name?

Christophene--apparently
she was a wedding present
to antoinette's mother.

What is this word
"obeah"?

Voodoo they call it
in Haiti. Here it's obeah.

They're supposed
to make potions that
bring back the dead.

A lot of nonsense.
I'm sure your wife
would agree.

Not necessarily.
Most of the natives
believe it completely.

Antoinette obviously
prefers the open air

to our stuffy little
society down here
in Spanish town.

She'd be a most welcome
addition to our dances,

but she isn't English.
She might feel left out.

Oh, I don't know.

Many of the best dances
were invented by the French.

Yes. Come, Edward.

We must do our duty
by the wallflowers.

Ahem.

[Dance music plays]

Apparently they had
snow at home at Noel.

It amuses me
how all of you here

talk of england as home.

Have you
ever actually
been there?

No, not yet.

Mummy plans to
take me next year.

She hopes to
present me at court,

if we can afford it.

Sadly, our situation
is not what it was.

But surely, as you were
born in this country,

this is your home.

Certainly not,
Mr. Rochester!

Even in
the good times,

it was no fit place
for a lady.

Oh!

You're supposed to lead!

1, 2, 3. 1--

how can you
be a gentleman

when you smell
like a horse?

Benbow? Benbow.

Rub him down well,
will you?

I've ridden him hard.

Good to be back.

Good afternoon, sir.

Afternoon, hilda.

How was your journey,
sir?

Very good,
thank you.

Ladies.

Finish quickly

and go tell
christophene
I want her.

Christophene is leaving.

Leaving?

Christophene don't like
this sweet honeymoon house
no more--

[gasps] And your husband
look like he see zombie.

Maybe he don't like
honeymoon house
no more, either.

Oh! I hit you back,
white cockroach!

For God's sake,
antoinette!

Go away, child!

Child?

She's older
than the devil
and more cruel!

Fetch christophene!

Yes, master.

It's past midday!

¶ The white cockroach,
she marry ¶

¶ the white cockroach,
she like englishman ¶

¶ the white cockroach,
she marry ¶

¶ the white cockroach,
she like englishman... ¶

you're not leaving!

I am.

And what about me?

Get up and dress!

Woman must have sparks
to live in this world.

The young master
don't like me,

and perhaps I don't
like him.

If I stay,
I bring trouble

and bone of contention
to your house.

Then go.

Amelie?

Smile like that
once more,
just once more,

and I'll mash your face
like a mashed plant.

You hear me?

I give you a bellyache
like you never see.

Answer me, girl!

Yes, christophene.

Now, poutos...

You get yourself
out of bed.

Did you hear what
the girl was singing?

White cockroach--
that's me.

That's what they call
all of us who were here

before their
own people sold them
to the slave traders.

Why are you looking
at me like that?

Get out.

I want to get dressed.

I want to get dressed
for dinner.

[Door closes]

Why did you go away
without telling me?

Hello...

Nettie.

That was
my mother's name.

It suits you.

No. Sit with me.

I'm sorry. I haven't
been myself lately.

This country's still
so strange to me.

Sometimes
I feel as though

I may lose myself
in it.

You'll go back
to england, won't you?

I rather feel like
a walk in the garden.

I can hardly hear
the insects now.

Perhaps I am getting
used to everything
after all.

Let's toast again...

To happiness.

Sorry, sir.
The mistress
gone to pay a visit.

She'll be back tonight.

She make up her mind
in a hurry, and she gone.

Thank you.

Do you know this man?

Yes. I know Daniel.

Why does he write to me?

He write you two letters
and he don't say why?

Is his name
really cosway?

Some people say yes,
some people say no.

Some people say
there are many people
called cosway.

They are related.

But I don't know
about that.

You may go.

I am sorry for you.

What?

I say nothing, master.

You ask me a hard thing,

I'll tell you
a hard thing.

Pack up and go.

When a man
don't love you,

more you try,
more he hate you.

A rich girl like you--
pick up and walk out.

He come after you.

He wouldn't
come after me,

and I'm not rich.

Everything I have
belongs to him.
That's English law.

Law? Ha!

That Mason boy do it.

Him worse
than Satan himself.

[Taps cane]

Daniel cosway?

Yes, sir.

Why did you
ignore my message

to stop writing
to me?

Many people say things
behind your back.

I don't care what people
say behind my back.

Oh, but you do, sir.

You mind very much.

They make monkey
out of you--I mind.

You're a troublemaker,
Daniel cosway...

If that's your real name.

Same name as your
wife...Same father.

Oh, yes, sir.

Everything
I say is true.

Ask that devil
Richard Mason
three questions.

Is your wife's mother
a lunatic?

Was her brother
a born imbecile?

And is your wife
going the same way

as her mother?

Is her mother alive?

Last I hear,

she live in a house
on the hill,

taking in any man
who asks...

And your wife...

Same seeds in her.

Take a look.

See the sign!

Fine English gentleman
like you

don't want to touch
a little yellow rat

like me, huh?

You believe me,
but you want
everything quiet

like the English do.
All right.

But if I keep quiet,

it seems like
you owe me something.

What's £500 to you?

Huh?

All right!

Get back
to your wife's house,
my sister's house!

You will see
what I can do!

And give her my love.

You are not the first
to kiss her pretty face.

You knew what
I wanted as soon
as you saw me.

Hush up!

If a man don't love you,
I can't make him.

You can make people
love or hate or die.

You believe that
tin-tin story
about obeah?

If he would come to me
just once more...

I'd make him
love me again.

Poutos...

Obeah is too strong
for a white man.

It would only cause
big trouble.

When the people
tell your husband stories

about you and your mother,

him don't know
what to believe.

Cool him. Calm him.

Tell him all
that happened,
but don't cry.

Crying's no good
with him.

He wouldn't believe me.

I'll do what you ask me

but only if you talk
to him first.

You want to know
about my mother

because of what
Daniel tells you.

She wasn't mad.
She was lonely.

That can be
a kind of madness.

After the fire,
my stepfather
bought a house

and hired someone
to look after her.

And then he forgot her.

Is she still alive?

She died not long ago.

You told me she died
after the fire!

You lied!

Because they told me
to say so!

And it's true!

There are always
two deaths--

the real one and
the one people see.

Have a drink.

Ha ha ha.

Come here.

I've tried to
make you understand,

but nothing's changed,
has it?

Where did you go
this morning?

To see christophene.

To ask her what to do?

She told me
to leave you.

Don't you think
that might be
the best thing...

If one of us went
away for a while?

Your mouth is colder
than my hands.

Darling,
I didn't mean it

when I said
one of us should leave.

I don't want that.

We're letting
ghosts trouble us.

We can be happy.
I know we can.

I swear,
before I drank,

I longed to bury my face
in her hair

as I used to do.

She need not have done
what she did to me.

I'll always swear that.

She need not
have done it.

Amelie!

Amelie, bring me
some water!

I am sorry for you.

I am sorry for you.

Is that the only
song you know?

[Heavy breathing]

[Door closing]

[Giggling]

I'll be leaving
the island soon, amelie,

and I would like
to give you a present.

What are you
going to do?

Since a long time,
I know what I want,

but I know I
don't get it here.

You're beautiful
enough to get
anything you want.

I go to Rio.

Rich men in Rio.

And when do you plan
to start this journey?

Tomorrow.

Nothing to
stay here for.

I think you're leaving

because
you're frightened
of christophene.

I have malice
for no one.

Are you still
sorry for me?

Yes, I am
sorry for you,

but I find it
in my heart

to be sorry
for her, too.

Nelson?

Nelson?

Nelson?

Yes?

Do you know where
the mistress went?

She didn't say.

Have the cook
make some lunch.

Benbow can bring it to me
at the bathing pool.

Cook gone.

What?

Says she don't want
to work here no more.

I see.

Then the young girl
can make it.

She not feeling good.

Well, I'm sure you
can sort something out.

This came from england.

My brother
has been killed
in a riding accident.

It means the family
estate belongs to me.

[Bell rings]

No.

No more.

I'll go find
christophene.

I rang the bell
because I was thirsty.

Can nobody hear?

Will you stop drinking?

And who are you
to tell me what to do?

Christophene!

I won't have her
in my house!

So it's
your house now?

I thought you
liked the black people,

but you like
the light-brown girls.

You blamed the old
planters, but you
do the same thing.

Slavery was not a matter
of liking or disliking.

It was a question
of justice.

Justice?

My mother, whom
you all talk about,

what justice
did she have...

My mother?

What in God's name
are you talking about?

Nettie!

Nettie is not my name.

You're trying to turn me
into someone else.

That's obeah!

I love this place.

You've spoiled it.

And I hate it now,

like I hate you.

And before I die,

I'll show you
how much I hate you.

Don't you
love me at all?

No, I do not...

Not at this moment.

Not at this moment.

That's how you are,

a stone.

Serves me right.

Aunt Cora told me
all about you

and how your daddy
gives everything
to your brother.

Shut up and
go back to bed!

I bought you!
I bought you!

Ow!

Touch me once

and you'll see
if I'm a dumb coward
like you are.

Traitor!

Fornicator!

You hush up,
and don't cry.

Crying's no good with him.
I told you before.

Why don't take that girl
somewhere else?

Why you do that
in this place?

You want her
to hear you.

So, my wife
ran off to tell you.

I might have known.

She tell me nothing.

She a creole girl--

she have
the sun in her.

She have more pride
than you.

I know that girl.

She never ask you
for love again.

She die first.

But I beg you,

she love you so much.

Love her again,
a little,

like you can love,

or they will
tear her to pieces

like they do her mother.

I'll always look after
her. I promise you that.

She don't come
to your house

and beg you
to marry her.

Is you come all
the long way to her house,

and you love her
till she drunk with it,

till she can't
see the sun.

Then you say
you don't want her
and break her up.

What you do
with her money, eh?

That has nothing
to do with you.

Take it.
Leave her enough
so she can live.

Take the rest and go.

Who will
take care of her?

I will!

Take her away
from this place.

Maybe to Martinique.

That girl was
made for loving.

She'll marry
someone else.

Oh, no,
she will not.

She's my wife.

I'll look after her
for the rest
of her life.

Say goodbye
to your mistress

and go.

Who you to tell me to go?
This miss antoinette's house.

I assure you
it belongs to me.

Now you'll
leave immediately,

or I'll get the men
to put you out.

You think
the men here touch me?

Then I'll
get the soldiers up.

I've kept some
of that wine with
the poison in it.

No soldiers here.

No chain gang,
either.

No treadmill.

This a free country,

and I a free woman.

Do you think
I wanted this?

I'd give my eyes
never to have seen her

or this abominable place!

First true
damn word you say.

Finally, it
seems quiet here.

Antoinette?

Don't.

Where's
christophene?

She won't be coming back.

Everything's clearer
without her,

for both of us.

Ow!

Antoinette.

The rose of tralee's
a very fine vessel.

I've traveled
on her a couple
of times myself.

Know the captain well.

This is so sudden.

She doesn't
seem herself.

Well, she'll be better
looked after in england

than in this country.

Antoinette, do you
really want to go?

I think it's time
to say our goodbyes.

Goodbye,
my darling girl.

Goodbye.

I expect I'll
be visiting you
at thornfield hall.

Yes, I expect so,
Richard.

And pull!

And pull!

And pull!

And pull!

And pull!

And pull!

And pull!

I hated
the beauty of the place

and its magic

and the secret
I'd never know.

Above all,
I hated her.

She'd left me thirsty,

and all my life
would be thirst

and longing
for what I'd lost

before I had found it.

Congratulations, sir.

Congratulations.

I had to
tell you the news.

The master's
marrying our Jane eyre.

He's waited long enough.

How is she?
Lost as usual?

She's not
lost her spirit.

I don't turn
my back on her

when she's got
that look on her face.

[Antoinette]
When I first came here,

I thought it
would be for a reason.

I waited
for him to come,

but he did not come.

He hired a woman
to look after me,

and then he forgot me.

Aah!

[Squawk]

Now I know
what I must do

in this house
where I am cold
and not belonging.

I will dream
the end of my dream.