All language subtitles for Jane Eyre Afl.5.English

It is as I thought.

How, sir?

You say you saw someone
in the corridor?

No, only a candle
on the floor.

But you heard
an odd laugh.

You've heard that laugh
before, I should think,

or something like it.

There is a woman
who sews here,

Grace Poole...
she laughs in that way.

She's a singular person, sir.

You've guessed it.

Grace Poole, she is,
as you say, singular.

Very.

I shall reflect
upon the matter.

But, sir...

Miss Eyre, you are
the only person beside myself

who knows the details
of tonight's incident.

You're no talking fool.
You will say nothing.

I will account for
this state of affairs.

Now,

go to your own room.

But you cannot
sleep here, sir.

I shall do very well
on the library sofa.

It must be nearly 4:00.
In 2 hours, the servants will be up.

Good night, then, sir.

What? Are you
quitting me already?

And in that way?

You said I might go, sir.

At least
shake hands.

You've saved my life.

I have a pleasure in
owing you so immense a debt.

There is no debt or
obligation in the case, sir.

Oh, I knew you would
do me good in some way,

at some time.

I saw it in your eyes the
first time I beheld you.

And that expression
and smile did not...

did not strike delight to my
very inmost heart so for nothing.

Oh, my cherished
preserver.

Good night.

Good night, sir.

I am glad
I happened to be awake.

What, you will go?

I am cold, sir.

Cold.

Yes.

Go then, Jane, go.

I think I hear
Mrs. Fairfax move.

Well, Jane,
leave me.

Good night, sir.

What a to-do,
what a to-do.

Good morning,
Mrs. Fairfax.

Oh, a good morning,
do you call it?

Have you seen
the master's room?

He might have been burned
to a cinder in his bed,

and all for being careless
with a candle.

Oh, well, we shall have it
to rights within the day,

but there are so many
things to be moved.

I have Leah and John
in there.

I must call the rest
of the servants.

Jane, dear, take those and
put them on the master's bed.

Oh, I am so grateful
he has gone.

-Gone? For good?
-Oh, dear me, no.

No. He's only gone
to a house party.

He will be back.
But I must get on.

Oh, Jane, keep an eye
on Leah and John.

You know how they love
to waste time gossiping.

He's lucky he had
his water jug full.

I wonder he did it himself
and waked nobody.

Why, miss Jane, what
do you make of all this?

I was looking
for Mr. Rochester.

Has he been in?

No, miss, but his horse is to be saddled,
and he's riding over to the leas.

Oh, thank you, John.

Do you know, is he expected
to return soon?

I'm afraid not, Miss.

Good morning, Miss.

Good morning, Grace.

It is a strange affair,
is it not?

I have been told
what happened.

Did Mr. Rochester
wake no one?

Did no one
hear him move?

The servants sleep
too far off to hear, Miss.

Mrs. Fairfax heard nothing.
Elderly people often sleep heavy.

But you sleep nearby, Miss,

and I should say that being
young you're a light sleeper.

Did you not hear
a noise?

I did.

At first I thought
it was Pilot,

but Pilot cannot laugh,

and I'm certain
I heard a laugh.

A very strange one.

Well, it's hardly likely
master would laugh

when he was
in such danger.

I should think, Miss,
you must've been dreaming.

I was not dreaming.

You did not think
of opening your door

and going out
into the gallery?

Certainly not.
I bolted my door.

I have not done so before,
but I shall in the future.

It will be
a wise thing to do.

I have never heard of the hall
being attempted by robbers,

but there are hundreds
of pounds worth of plate,

and there are
very few servants.

I always think it best
to err on the safe side.

A deal of people, Miss, are
for trusting all to providence,

but I say providence blesses
those that help themselves.

Mrs. Poole, will you come
down to the servants dinner?

No. Just put my pint of porter
and a bit of pudding on a tray,

and I'll carry it upstairs.

You'll have
some meat?

Oh, just a morsel
and a taste of cheese.

That's all, Maria.

Mrs. Fairfax
is looking for you, Miss, for dinner.

Thank you.

Mr. Rochester!

what is it?

Grace Poole, sir.

She's in your bedroom,
as bold as brass.

Well?

Well, why is she not in
custody or at least dismissed?

You as good as said she
was guilty last night, sir.

Why did you bind me
to secrecy?

Is that all?

Has she some hold
over you, sir?

Miss Eyre,

kindly confine
your concerns

to matters which are
within your province.

10 days, and not a word
from Mr. Rochester.

I wouldn't be surprised

if he doesn't go straight
back to the continent

and doesn't show
his face in Thornfield

for another year or more.

-Would he not let you know?
-No.

He has often left as suddenly
and without warning.

Oh, the tray is not yet
ready for you, Leah.

No, ma'am, but here's
a letter just come.

Thank you.

It is from the master.

Well.

Well, we are going
to be busy now.

-He is returning?
-Indeed he is.

And within 3 days, he is bringing
a party of friends with him

and the honorable
Blanche Ingram.

Good morning, ma'am.

Welcome to Thornfield.

-Welcome home, sir.
-Thank you, Mrs. Fairfax.

I have enjoyed the company

of my only equal
on horseback in the county.

We've outpaced our friends
by 5 minutes.

I always
adore this house.

It is graced
with an adorable guest.

Rogers, who is that lady?

That's the honorable
Miss Blanche Ingram, Miss.

Thank you.

Let me show you
to your room.

Mrs. Fairfax will attend upon you
until your servant arrives.

Mais qu'elle est belle.

She is very beautiful.

-The carrages are ready, sir
-Thank you, John.

En avant, mes amis.

They have a fine day
for their excursion.

And do not Mr. Rochester and
Miss Blanche make a fine couple?

He evidently prefers her
to any of the other ladies.

Oh, it is clear
he admires her.

Yes, it is.

Ah, but you see,
my dear,

the gentry have more
to consider than themselves.

Marriage is a duty.

It involves fortunes, family trees,
the bringing together of estates.

And there must come a time
when any gentleman

has to consider his duty.

She is indeed beautiful.

Oh, you will see her
at her best this evening.

I happened to mention
to Mr. Rochester

how much Adèle wished to
be introduced to the ladies

and he said, "let her come into
the drawing room after dinner".

Oh, she will be in ecstasies.

And he said, "let Miss Eyre
accompany her."

Oh, no. He was only speaking
out of politeness.

I told him you were shy,
and he said

"tell her it is my wish"

"If she resists,
I shall come and fetch her".

To speak truth,

I did not greatly care
for Mr. Rochester's guests.

Most of them,
Miss Ingram especially,

seemed to me to be shallow,
haughty, and contemptuous

towards those
not of their own station.

Of course,
you have a governess for her.

Where is she now?
Is she gone?

Oh, no, there she is still.

You should hear mama about
the subject of governesses.

I had a half a dozen at least,
all either detestable or ridiculous.

I used to quiz my governess
but she was such a good creature.

I might ransack her desk
or upset her workbox.

She would bear anything.

I suppose we shall now
have an abstract

of the memoirs of all the governesses
of all our families.

May I play you something instead?

Oh, do, please.

Please do.

How do you do?

I am very well, sir.

Why didn't you come and
speak to me in the room?

I did not wish to disturb you,
as you seemed engaged, sir.

Well, what have you been
doing during my absence?

Nothing particular.
Teaching Adèle, as usual.

You're looking a good deal
paler than you were.

-What's the matter?
-Nothing is the matter, sir.

Did you catch a cold
that night you half-drowned me?

Not the least, sir.

Return to the drawing room.
You're deserting too early.

I am tired, sir.

And a little depressed.

What about? Tell me.

I'm not depressed.

But I affirm that you are.

So much depressed that a few more words
would bring tears to your eyes.

If I had time, I'd know
what all this means.

Well.

Tonight, I excuse you, but remember,
so long as my visitors stay,

I shall expect you in
the drawing room every evening.

It is my wish.

Don't neglect it.

Now go.

Send Sophie for Adèle.

Good night.

One evening, a change
of entertainment was proposed.

They spoke
of playing charades,

but in my ignorance
I did not understand the term.

Oh, yes, a wedding.

Why, it's a marriage.

What a magnificent
couple they make.

Quite no.
It can't be.

Whatever can it be?

Was not the second
syllable "well,"

and does that not make the
entire word "bridewell"...

the london prison?

Bravo!

I got it.

Excellent.
I did enjoy it.

My dear, come down.

Let me help you down.

Amy, that was
quite exciting.

And remember, Miss Ingram,
you are now my wife.

We were married just now in
front of all these witnesses.

I saw he was
going to marry her

for her family, rank,
and connections.

I was not jealous,
or only rarely so,

but I suffered
an ever-torturing pain,

for I knew
he did not love her.

He told us next day

that he had been summoned
to Millcote on business

and would not be back
till late.

That same afternoon,
a stranger arrived at Thornfield.

It appears I arrive at
an inopportune time, madam,

when my friend
Mr. Rochester is from home,

but I arrive from a very long journey,
and I think I may presume so far

an old and intimate acquaintance
as to install myself till he returns.

My name is Mason.

I am but just arrived in England.

I spent some time on the
West Indies station, sir.

Do I detect…?

You have an acute ear, sir.

I am from kingston, Jamaica.

I know it well.

It was there that
I met Mr. Rochester.

I did not know that Mr. Rochester
had ever been to the West Indies.

Oh, Rochester
has been everywhere.

But allow me to introduce
you to the company, Mr. Mason.

Lady Ingram, permit me to
present Mr. Mason formally to you.

Most certainly.

Lady...

Rochester did not like
the West Indies.

Hurricanes and heat
and the appalling rainfall

were too much
even for his heroic tastes.

Beg pardon, sir.

There's an old woman in
the hall refusing to leave.

A gypsy, sir.

Well, tell her I'm a magistrate

and shall have her put in the stocks
if she does not take herself off.

No, wait. Sam, did I hear
you say she was a gypsy?

Yes, sir. She insists on
being brought in

before "quality"
to tell fortunes.

Well, we have no plans
for entertainment.

Let her entertain us.

Surely, Colonel Dent,

you would not encourage
such a low imposter.

What is she like?

A shocking, ugly, old creature, Miss,
almost as black as them coals.

Let's have her in.

To be sure. Why throw away
the chance of a little fun?

Show her into the library.

Well, that is
what she wants, Miss.

She says she'll not appear
before the vulgar herd.

I figure I had better go first

No, sir. She wants
no gentlemen.

Ladies only, and only them
that's young and single.

By Jove, she has taste.

Oh, my best, my dearest,
pause, reflect.

What did she say,
Blanche?

Well, Blanche.

She pawed my palm and told me
what such people usually tell.

It is my turn now.

Oh, my dear.

I am sure she is
something not right.

She told me such things.
She knows all about us.

If you please, Miss,

gypsy says there is another
young single lady in room,

and she'll not go on
until she's seen thee.

The governess, indeed.

I will go, by all means.

I can make nothing
of such a hand as that.

It's too fine.

Kneel on the rug.

It's in the face.

It's about the eyes,

in the set of the mouth.

I wonder with what feelings
you came to me tonight.

You have no secret hope

that whispers to you
of a sweet future?

The utmost I hope

is to save enough money
for a little school some day.

Mean food for the heart.

And when you're sitting
in that window seat...

Oh, yes,
I know your habits.

You have been speaking
to the servants.

Oh, one of them.

Hmm. You're sharp.
You're quick.

Mrs. Poole.

Oh, don't be alarmed. She's
a safe hand is Mrs. Poole.

She can be trusted.

Now, when you're sitting
in that window seat,

do you think of nothing
but your future school?

Is there not one of your
companions you think about?

Is there not one face
that you study?

I like to observe
all faces.

You are forced
to observe your master.

He is not at home.

Does that blot him,
as it were, out of existence?

I can scarcely see what
Mr. Rochester has to do with my ways.

Amid all this society,
have you not seen love in his face?

I did not come here
to confess.

Is it known that Mr. Rochester
is to be married?

Aye, and to
the beautiful Miss Ingram.

Shortly?

Appearances
would make it seem so.

But, mother, I did not come here
to hear Mr. Rochester's fortune.

I came to hear my own.

Aye. Your fortune
is yet doubtful.

Chance has offered you
a measure of happiness.

It depends on yourself

to stretch out your hand
and take it up.

Whether you will do so
is the question.

Kneel again on the rug.

Do not keep me long.
The fire burns me.

Ah, the flame
flickers in the eye.

The eye shines. It's soft
and full of feeling.

The eye is favorable.

The mouth...

at times
delights in laughter.

The brow's the enemy.

That brow says, "I can live
alone if self-respect requires it.

I needn't sell me soul
to buy bliss."

That forehead declares,

"reason sits firm
and holds the reins.

"It will not let
her feelings burst away

"and hurry her
to wild chasms.

"Strong wind, earthquake,
shock and fire may pass by,

but I will follow the guiding
of that still, small voice

called conscience."

Well said, conscience,
your voice shall be respected.

Well, Jane,
do you know me now?

Off ye lendings.

It was well carried out,
don't you think?

This was
no party game.

You have been trying
to draw me out.

Oh, Jane,
do you forgive me?

I don't know.

I shall have to have
time to think about it.

Mr. Rochester,

are you aware there is a
stranger waiting to see you?

Mr. Mason
of the West Indies.

Mason.

The west indies.

-Are you ill, sir?
-Oh, Jane, I've got a…

I've got a blow, Jane.

-Where is he?
-In there with the others.

No whispering.

They're laughing
and talking.

He seemed sociable.

Sociable?

Jane, if all those people
turned their back on me,

went away from here,

would you go, too?

I would stay with any friend.
I will stay with you.

But why?

Jane, go in there.

Step quietly up to mason.
Whisper in his ear.

Tell him that
Rochester is here

and waiting to see him.

Show him in then,
then leave us.

I am sorry to arrive
without warning.

Well, I must declare,
you're looking well, Richard.

Yes, Edward,

time has been kinder to me
than I would have imagined.

I would like
I could say the same.

Mason, I don't like you
going up there tonight.

Not on your own.

Wait till tomorrow.

I must go up now.

I could not sleep
otherwise.

Help! Help!

Help!

For god's sake, come!

Henry, my dear boy,
did you hear that?

Where in the devil
is Rochester?

Here I am.
Be calm, all of you.

I'm coming.

What awful thing
has happened?

Don't strangle me.

All is right, do you hear?
All is right.

What the deuce
was that noise, then?

One of the servants
had a nightmare.

That's all.

Now I must ask you all
to return to your rooms.

We must get the house
settled.

And, gentlemen,
have the goodness

to set the ladies
an example.

Miss Ingram,
I know I can count on you.

Ladies, you'll catch your death
of cold in this gallery.

Come on, come on.
No, no.

-Who is it?
-Open the door.

-Have you got any smelling salts?
-Yes, sir.

Bring them.

Subtitles edited by Hai Hung
Revised by Héctor Lahoz