All language subtitles for jane.eyre.1983.episode.07.proposal.dvdrip.xvid-aaf

Hello.

There you are.

Oh, come on.

If you please.

And this is Jane Eyre.

Yes. Just one of your tricks to come on
foot.

What the devil have you been doing this
last month?

I've been with my aunt, sir, who is
dead.

True Janian reply.

Good angels be my guard. She comes from
the abode of the dead.

I said you were an elf.

I'm no elf, sir.

Truant.

Absent from me a whole month.

And forgetting me quite, I'm sure.

I thought you were in London, sir.

I suppose you found that out by second
sight.

But I'm back.

I had a letter from Mrs Fairfax.

Stay still.

And did she inform you of what I went to
do?

Oh, yes, sir.

To buy a new carriage and to make
arrangements for your wedding to Miss

Well, you should see the carriage, Jane,
and tell me if you don't think it would

suit Mrs. Rochester exactly.

I wish at times I were a trifle better
adapted to match with her externally.

Tell me now, fairy, that you are. You
couldn't give me a charm or a filter or

something of the sort?

It would be past the power of magic,
sir.

Off with you, then.

Go and stay your weary little wandering
feet at a friend's threshold.

Thank you, Mr. Rochester, for your great
kindness to me.

I'm strangely glad to be back again.

Wherever you are is my home.

My only home.

A fortnight of dubious calm followed.

Nothing was said of the master's
marriage. I saw no preparation.

Mrs. Fairfax knew nothing.

Strangest of all, He never rode over to
Ingram Park.

Then one morning he summoned me to the
drawing room.

Sit down.

Jane.

Thornfield is a pleasant place, is it
not?

Yes, sir.

You must have become, in some degree,
attached to the house.

I am indeed, sir.

And to that foolish little child, Adele.

Even to simple Dame Fairfax.

I have an affection for them both, sir.

And would be sorry to part with them?

Yes, sir.

Pity.

It's always the way.

The sooner you're settled in a pleasant
resting place, then you must rise and

move on.

Must I... Must I leave Thornfield, sir?
Yes, I'm sorry, Jane. I believe indeed

you must.

I shall be ready when the order comes,
sir. It has come now.

Then you are to be married.

Exactly.

Precisely.

With your usual acuteness, you have hit
the nail straight on the head.

Soon, sir.

Very soon, my... Miss Eyre.

And you remember, the first time I
intimated that I intended to take Miss

to my bosom, you said, with that
discretion I admire in you, that you and

Adèle had better trot forthwith.

I shall seek another situation
immediately, sir.

In a month, I hope to be a bridegroom.

In the interim, I will myself look out
for employment for you.

I'm sorry to put you to any kind of
trouble. No need to apologise. You've

your duty well.

You have a sort of claim upon me.

Indeed, I had heard of a situation that
may suit.

The five daughters of a Mrs Dionysius O
'Gall in Western Ireland.

Ireland?

Oh, you like Ireland, I think.

There are very warm -hearted people
there, they say. But it is so far away.

From what?

Well, from England and from Thornfield.

And?

We've been good friends, Jane.

Have we not?

Sir.

And then we shall sit together in peace
tonight.

Even if we should be destined never to
do so again.

It's a long way to Ireland.

I'm sorry to send my little friend on
such weary travels, but if I cannot do

better...

How's it to be helped?

Are you anything akin to me, Jane, do
you think?

Because I have a strange feeling with
regard to you, especially when you're

to me as now.

And if that boisterous channel and 200
miles of land come broad between

us,

I'm afraid some chord of communion will
be snapped.

Then I shall take to bleeding inwardly.

As for you, you'd forget me.

That I never should, sir.

Do you hear the nightingale singing in
the wood?

Listen.

I wish I'd never been born.

I wish I'd never seen Thornfield.

Not because you're sorry to leave it?

I love Thornfield.

I love it because in it I've lived a
full and delightful life.

I've not been trampled upon.

I've talked face to face with what I
reverence, with what I delight in.

Mr. Rochester.

It distracts me with terror and with
anguish to be torn away from you

I see the necessity of departure.

Then it is like looking on the necessity
of death.

Now where do you see the necessity?

You have placed it before me.

Mr. Ingram, your bride.

My bride?

What bride?

I have no bride.

You will have.

Yes.

Then I must go.

No, Jane.

You must stay.

I swear it. I tell you, I must go.

Do you think because I'm poor, obscure,
plain and little, I'm soulless and

heartless?

I have as much soul as you and full as
much heart.

And if God had blessed me with some
beauty and much wealth, I would have

as hard for you to leave me now as it is
for me to leave you.

which addresses your spirit.

Just as though both had passed through
the grave and we stood at God's feet

equal.

As we are.

As we are.

So.

So, Jane.

You are a married man.

You're as good as married.

Married to an inferior to you whom I do
not believe you truly love.

I would scorn such a marriage, therefore
I am better than you. Let me go. Jane,

don't struggle so like a wild, frantic
bird.

I am no bird.

I am a free human being with an
independent will, and I shall leave you.

It is your will that shall decide your
destiny.

I offer you my heart, my hand, and the
share of all my possessions.

I ask you to pass through life at my
side.

To be my second self and best earthly
companion.

Come, Jane.

Come hither.

No bride stands between us. My bride is
here.

Because my equal is here.

And my likeness.

Jane, will you marry me?

Do you doubt me, Jane?

Entirely.

You have no faith in me? Not a whit.

Am I a liar in your eyes?

What love have I for Miss Ingram?

None, and that you know.

What love has she for me?

I shall never marry that mercenary.

You, you strange, you almost unearthly
thing.

I love you as my own flesh.

I entreat you.

Accept me as your husband.

Jane, I must have you for my own.

Entirely my own.

Will you be mine?

Accept me.

Marry me.

Mr. Rochester, let me look at your face.

Are you in earnest?

Do you truly love me?

Do you sincerely wish me to be your
wife?

I do.

And if an oath is necessary to satisfy,
I swear it.

Make my happiness.

I will make yours.

God pardon me and man meddle not with
me.

I have her and will hold her.

Edward, there is no one to meddle. I
have no kindred to interfere.

No.

That's the best of it.

Are you happy, Jane?

Yes.

It will atone.

It will atone.

My love and constancy will expiate. God
will judge me kindly.

For man's opinion, I defy it.

Thank you.

Oh, come and bid me good morning, James.

Oh, you look blooming and smiling and
pretty. Truly pretty this morning.

Is this my pale little elf? Is this my
mustard seed?

It is Jane Eyre, sir.

Soon to be Jane Rochester.

In four weeks, Janet, not a day more.

What are you blushing?

What's that for?

Jane Rochester. It seems so strange.

Yes, Mrs. Rochester.

Edward Fairfax Rochester's girl bride.

Human beings never enjoy complete
happiness in this world. I'm no

It's a daydream. Which I can and will
realize.

I wrote this morning to my banker in
London to send me certain jewels he has

his keeping. I shall pour them into your
lap. No. I shall hang diamond chains

around your neck. Please do not speak to
me as though I were a beauty.

I am your plain Quakerish governor.

You are a beauty in my eyes.

And I shall make the world acknowledge
you a beauty.

And then you won't know me. I shan't be
Jane Eyre any longer.

I don't speak to you as though you were
handsome.

Though I love you dearly. Too dearly to
flatter you.

Please, don't flatter me.

Please, don't send the letter.

But you must ask me for something else.

Curiosity is much piqued on one matter.
What?

Curiosity is a dangerous petition, Jane.

Why did you go to such pains to make me
believe you wished to marry Miss Ingram?

Is that all?

And God, it's no worse.

I confess, I...

Even though I risk rousing that fiery
indignation of yours that I wanted to

you as madly in love with me as I was
with you.

I tried to arouse your jealousy.

That was a burning shame, sir. Did you
not think of Miss Ingram's feelings?

Ingram's feelings were no more than
pride and greed.

She was glad to be rid of me.

You have a curious, designing mind, Mr.
Rochester.

On my principles were never trained,
Miss Anne.

I hardly know what to say to you, Miss
Eyre.

Have you accepted him? Yes.

I could never have thought it.

He means to marry you?

He told me so.

Well, it passes me.

Well, no doubt it is true since you say
so.

There are 20 years of difference in your
ages.

He might almost be your father.

Oh, no, indeed, Mrs Fairfax.

And no one who saw us together would
suspect it for an instant.

Mr Rochester looks as young and is as
young as many men at five and twenty.

Is it really only for love he is
marrying you?

Oh, I'm sorry. I do not wish to grieve
you.

But you are so young and so little
acquainted with men.

I wish to put you on your guard.

Against what, Mrs Fairfax?

In this case...

I do fear that there may be something
found different to what either you or I

expect. Why?

Am I a monster?

Is it impossible that Mr. Rochester
should have a sincere affection for me?

I dare say he is fond of you.

But gentlemen in his station are not
accustomed to marry their governesses.

There have been times when, for your
sake, I have been a little uneasy at his

marked preference and have wished to put
you on your guard.

that suggests the possibility of wrong.

Wrong?

Mrs Fairfax, we are marrying.

Last night, I cannot tell you what I
suffered when I saw you coming in with

at such a late hour. It is enough that
all was right.

I hope all will be right in the end.

you what you're doing.

As much I can tell you, it was not Grace
Poole. It was nothing but a creature of

your imagination.

Oh, I must be careful of your nerves, my
treasure.

Sir, the thing was real. And your dreams
beforehand, were they real? Now, is the

hall a ruin?

You had another dream, Jane.

Endless. This veil, a special gift to
me.

Oh, thank God, if anything malignant did
come near you last night.

It was only the veil that was harmed.
Don't think what might have happened.

But tell me who or what that woman was.

Now, Jane, I'll tell you.

It was half dream, half reality.

Look, clearly a woman entered your room
last night. That woman was Grace Poole.

You said yourself she's a strange
creature.

Now, what did she do to me?

To Mason, you were between sleeping and
waking. You were feverish, almost

delirious after that dream, and you saw
her in a goblin shape.

Horrible features, quite different to
her own.

You had a nightmare, Jane.

But the spiteful tearing of the veil is
real, and it is like her.

Then why do you keep... I see you would
ask me yet again, why I keep such a

woman in my house!

When we are married, a year and a day, I
will tell you.

Not before.

Are you satisfied?

I'll go and finish my packing.

Wait.

Doesn't Sophie sleep with Adele in the
nursery?

Yes.

You'd better share it with them tonight,
Jane.

I would do so gladly.

And lock the door on the inside.

Sleep well. No nightmares tonight,
dearest.

Dream of happiness.

Welcome, sir.

Welcome, ma 'am.

Would you kindly come up to the
communion rails?

This is a most happy occasion.

Mr. Rochester, I have had the privilege
many times... Proceed, Mr. Wood.

Why, of course.

Dearly beloved, we are gathered here in
the sight of God and in the face of this

congregation to join together this man
and this woman in a just cause.

While they may not lawfully be joined
together, let him now speak or else

hereafter ever hold his peace.

I require and charge you both, as he
will answer at the dreadful day of

judgment, when the secrets of all hearts
shall be disclosed, that if either of

ye know any impediment, why ye may not
lawfully be joined together in

ye do now confess it.

For be ye well assured that... I declare
the existence of an impediment.

Marriage cannot go on.

Proceed. I cannot proceed without some
inquiry as to what has been said.

I'm in a condition to prove my
allegation.

An insuperable impediment to this
marriage exists.

Please explain, sir.

It consists in the existence of a
previous marriage.

Mr. Rochester has a wife now living.

Thank you.