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And that... And that...

Let me in.

Let me in.

Let me in.

Let me in. Let me in!

Cathy! Cathy!

I will not be living here, then.

Your father is eager to have you live
with him.

Is it a long journey, uncle?

No.

Catherine, my love.

He's gone now.

My cousin is gone.

How am I to love my father if I don't
know him?

All children love their parents.

Is Wuthering Heights as pleasant a place
as Thrushcross Grange?

It is not so buried in trees, and it is
not quite so large, but you can see the

country beautifully all round.

I'm quiet now.

No more questions.

You're already looking so pale.

Oh, you've

brought it, have you? I feared I'd have
to come down and fetch my property

myself. One footstep on my land, and you
know what will happen to you.

Well, let's see what we can make of it.

Oh, God, what a beauty.

Well, damn my soul, it is worse than I
expected, and the devil knows I wasn't

very hopeful.

Looks worse than you.

Do you know me?

No.

Well, your mother was a wicked slut to
keep you in England. It's a sort of... I

shall carry her. I've had the strength
to carry your soul. Don't leave me.

Don't stay here.

Don't stay here. Don't leave me, Uncle
Edgar. But be kind to your son, else if

God is my witness, I shall find a way of
hurting you.

Also be very kind to him in even fear.

Why could he not stay just one night?

Just long enough for me to get to know
him better. Because I do not think that

is what his father would wish for him,
Catherine.

Is he far away?

Exceeding far.

Your father travelled all night.

When Linton's mother died, I wanted
nothing more than to have him here with

but that is simply not possible.

We will have to remain as we have always
been, just you and me, the two of us,

and Nellie here. All I wanted was a
friend.

But you took him away and you will not
tell me why. So it is not like it always

was. It can never be like that anymore.

It was Kathy's.

Your mother's.

I've kept it.

These 18 years.

My father is up at the church, I
suppose.

Why does his sadness at mother's death
always weigh on his happiness that I was

born? Now, now, Cheek.

What shall we do to cheer you up?

I know where I wish to go.

Where a colony of more gamers settled.

That must be a good distance up, I'm not
so sure. Please, Nellie.

You did ask me.

It is my birthday.

All right.

But we must be back within the hour.

Where are they, Miss Catherine? We must
go back.

A little further.

Only a little further, Ellen.

We must go back. We really must go back.

What are you doing, girl?

I was searching for grouse eggs.

On my land?

That would be poaching.

Papa said there were quantities on the
moor, and I would never have taken any.

just wished to see them.

And Papa is Mr Linton of Thrushcross
Grange, is he not?

Who are you?

You don't know me?

Course I don't.

Yet I know you, Catherine.

You may know my name, but you don't know
me.

I know enough to know that today is your
birthday.

I was acquainted with your mother.

I know that today is the anniversary of
her death.

Oh, I see.

And you saw me and recognized my mother
in me.

No.

There is nothing of your mother in you.

Well, how then?

Come and meet my son.

You know him already.

He will help explain everything.

Know him?

How could I?

Come to my house and see each other.

I will come.

But I think you are mistaken.

Didn't I tell you you knew him?

Linton?

Is that you?

Is this your son?

Catherine, I prayed so to see you before
I died.

You were so close these past months.

Why did you never come and see me?

Best ask your father, then.

My father?

He told me that Linton was living many
miles away.

So you must be my uncle, then.

If you have any kisses, try giving to
Linton.

We shall go, young lady. You should not
have come here. Why?

Because I would discover that my cousin
should be so close.

Back yourself at home, Nellie.

Your old chair still sits there for you.

You lived here too.

She did indeed.

And she raised your mother here.

True, Nellie. And she raised me also.

Although I don't know if Nellie looks at
me with pride for the job she did.

Now, son.

Have you nothing you can go and show
your cousin?

Take her to the stables to see the
horses.

Wouldn't you rather sit here?

I love being out of doors, don't you?

Hurton!

Come here.

You shall have to settle for Hurton
here.

Isn't he a handsome lad?

Go with her around the farm.

Behave like a gentleman, mind, and don't
stare.

There.

Now you have a challenger for your
cousin's heart.

It's some damnable writing, but I cannot
read it.

Perhaps I could help you to read.

If your master would allow it.

My master?

My master?

Damn you!

I'll sit you down before they call me
servant.

I'm sorry if I gave offence.

He's not a servant.

He's your cousin too.

My cousin?

I've tied his toe.

He will never be able to emerge from his
coarseness and ignorance.

And is this how you take your revenge?

By warping the next generation?

Is that why you lured young Catherine
here?

I just want her and Linton to get to
know each other.

Where's the harm of it?

From now on, you are to avoid his house
and his family. I know this because you

dislike Mr Heathcliff.

No, it is because he dislikes me and is
a most diabolical man, delighting to

wrong and ruin those he hates if they
give him the slightest opportunity.

But Mr Heathcliff was quite cordial,
Father, and he didn't object to our

each other. He detests you on my
account, I am certain of that. You will

to me and you will obey me. You will not
visit Wuthering Heights.

You must rest, sir.

I cannot abandon her to him.

Thank you, darling. Catherine, and now
you must go.

Catherine?

Catherine, no, you don't know my father.

Please, I beg you.

Let me guess which is your room.

Catherine, will you please desist in
this?

Father will strike anyone who's ever
touched it.

This is my mother, isn't it?

Yes. This is my mother's room.

Yes.

Why would Mr Heathcliff keep a portrait
of my mother?

Why?

Why would he do that?

Because he loved her.

Because he loved her before your father
did.

And she loved him.

What?

you say such things? My father says it
is true.

You liar.

You liar.

It's locked.

Where did your father keep the key?

I'm 18 years old and I'm dying.

For pity's sake, Linton.

And that is why father wants us to be
married as soon as we can.

What? He made me change my will and
bequeath everything to him.

He wants us to be married.

He wanted me to lure you here. And I
tried not to act the traitor, but you

not leave.

You would not leave.

All the doors have been locked,
Catherine.

Help! Help!

If you want to see your father before he
dies, you must obey Heathcliff. You

must!

Well, I take it from this touching scene
that you have made your offer of

marriage, and young Miss Linton is
expressing some misgivings.

Give me that key.

I would not marry him if you keep me
here forever.

By this time tomorrow, I shall be your
father, so you had better get used to

appeasing me.

Oh, Nellie.

I've been so foolish.

My father... He was gravely ill, my
love.

He may not last for now.

Please take me home.

cannot be of your devising.

I know there is good in you.

Oh, Kathy.

Can it be true, Nellie, that my mother
loved this monster?

They were childhood sweethearts.

Nothing more.

Yet the writing.

Kathy Heathcliff.

Kathy Heathcliff.

Over and over.

He's an orphan.

I found him on the streets of Liverpool,
where he would have died with his

mother.

He will not tell me his name, so I'm
going to name him myself.

Cathy Hindley.

This is Heathcliff.

Your new brother.

I don't know what the matter was
thinking of bringing a gypsy brat like

the house.

Is it hardness or gentleness that stops
you from complaining?

As God is my judge, there's been
understair work there.

Mr. Earnshaw has shown great charity.

And that's all there is to it.

Now then, young man, have you been
baptised?

He's, uh, not much of a one for
conversation.

Well, you know how I feel about
baptisms, Mr. Earnshaw.

And as he's a baptist, his soul is in
greater peril.

Heathcliff, why don't you go off and
join the other day?

I've found that child in the gutter and
I shall raise him up to be a fine,

upstanding gentleman.

Good to see you know your place, gypsy
boy.

Said, glad to see you know your place.

Whoa, cuckoo in the net, cuckoo in the
net.

Don't look. You're better than the eye.

No, Hindley!

Hindley, stop!

Stop it, I say!

He needs to be shown his place, Cathy.

Else he'll kill us all in our beds.

I will ask once more, before I order
Joseph to flog the both of you, what was

the cause of the fight?

Joseph.

The other boy said that Heathcliff
was... your bastard.

He said that he kept a home in Liverpool
where Mother was dying.

And Heathcliff said you could say what
you liked about him, but not blacken

name.

When Heathcliff may go.

Who was it who told this boy from the
village these wicked things, do you

suppose? You do agree that there are
wicked things to say.

The boy was only repeating what the
whole village is saying.

Is no man allowed to act charitably in
this world without even his own son

ascribing the basest motives for his
actions? We cannot attend church without

fingers pointing and tongues wagging.
Fine.

Fine.

Then we will no longer go to church.

You will be going away to school soon,
Hindy, so this need not concern you.

Well, I say, who is this handsome young
man?

Goodbye, Nellie.

Now you be sure to come back from school
a gentleman.

Goodbye, son.

Watch him, puppy.

Watch him very closely.

He's a cuckoo in a nest that feeds on
father's affection until father won't

anything left to give you.

No, no, no.

Throw it over there.

Throw it over there.

She's dead.

Sorry.

Hattie!

Hattie!

Back before supper!

And don't get into trouble else I'll
have the magistrate on to you!

Eat it!

Do you not think this horse will suit
you well?

Eh?

What a fine silver locket for Cathy.

So, it's only fair.

Thank you, Father.

It's beautiful.

Come on, Heathcliff, would you like him?

Fire Thoroughbred, this one.

Sixteen, hands away. He does look fine.

Do not think, Heathcliff.

The deal, then?

There's no rush, is there?

No, we've got a right little trader
here, have we?

Let him run in the field?

What's that?

I said let him run in the field.

Now, let's not be so. You do as he says,
if you want to sail.

Come on lad.

Sharp as a razor.

I didn't know better until I had a touch
of gypsy in him.

You can ride it, race it, jump it, hunt
it.

Oh, I wish I were younger that I could
enjoy it myself.

She's yours.

Good.

Where do you suppose I'm from?

Where do you suppose I began?

You began in here.

I dreamed you up.

Heathcliff, don't fret so.

Our horse trade will be fair since my
wretched beginnings.

It's like a badge I will always have to
wear.

Your beginnings might have been more
noble than any of us.

Look at you.

You fit for a prince in disguise.

What's the kidding?

Come

on,

come on.

Father's dead.

Oh!

Try not to look that early.

He hates me, I hate him. No end of
smiling will change that.

Mr. Englishman.

My dear.

You must be Cathy.

I'm among the new.

I shall be quite the big sister to you.

Cathy.

Now, perhaps, Cathy, you could show my
wife around our house so she can choose

which room suits her best. I was hoping
that we could have a joining room,

sister.

Don't just stand there gawping,
Heathcliff.

Go and see to the horses.

From henceforth, you, Joseph, will court
yourselves in the back kitchen. 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.

Was there 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 Hindi
with pain and anguish.

So not for God to punish wicked people.

No. You shall have 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?

Now you say your prayers, young man.

You are a servant and you will pay your
prayers.

You can beat me till your arms ache,
Jos, if I will not say my prayers and

orders are that of any man. These
beatings will be nothing.

To the hell I'm trying to save you from.
I am already in hell.

I am already in hell.

He's Cliff.

What are you doing here?

One day I will punish God.

He's Cliff.

I'm not just weeping for our father.

And we people, 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.

And the angels, they were so angry with
me that they flung me out into the

middle of the heath when Papa was there
in height.

And I woke, hoping for joy because you
were here.

We cannot escape each other.

We cannot.

Then let's run away.

When? Now.

Tomorrow.

Give us a day to get what little I've
saved.

Is that you, you devil heathcliff?

Is that you, boy?

Hey! Hey!

Hey!

Pius, old fool, will you ever stop
praying?

Don't need to flog me.

I saw you!

I guess.

Who's there?

Who's there?

It's cold, it's cold, it's cold.

You were caught here getting me out for
it.

You shall go to the gallows for this.

You dirty fools, you need help. Hold
your talk. Rascals knew yesterday was

Father's rent day, no doubt.

Stop nice people's interests.

It'll be a kindness to hang him before
he does more damage. Miss Earnshaw.

Cast this, 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, Cathy.

She's too weak to do anything. I will
take her inside.

Kindly go and tell your master we will
send her back when she is fully

recovered.

Take one more step and I shall take
great pleasure in putting you down.

And

did

they say how long they're intending on
keeping her?

They wouldn't tell me.

I see.

I see.

I thought I'd bid you a flogging. Far
from it.

Get out, then.

Oh, and he's dead.

If you speak one word to Kathy 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...

He'll be running about on the moors for
a little while yet.

I can go on horseback.

Well, 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,

that perhaps she could paint your
portrait while you sit. Then we could

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 young
lady who might not have had a lot of

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.

And 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.

Ah, my dear.

We may even be able to recover our
family's good name.

Why, Cathy, I should scarcely have known
you. Where is the wild little savage

from five weeks ago?

Come, boys, come.

Cathy.

You're quite the young lady.

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've not forgotten someone who looked
like you.

Someone you no longer seem to be.

Don't tease me, Marlowe.

Shake hands, Heathcliff.

Once in a way that is permitted.

Perhaps you may learn from Cathy's
example.

What's down there to be lashed up?

Why are you refusing to see me?

Because I don't know you.

Hindley is right.

That little savage is lost and it was
her that I loved.

And I know you.

And I love you.

In the way a myth just loved a servant.

No. Come away with it.

As we planned.

There.

I thought that betrayed you.

I'm frightened.

Of what?

Of me.

Of poverty.

You're asking me to rip my reputation.

Once a woman's reputation is gone, she
has nothing.

The old Cathy would never have 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 favor of

me.

I'm strapped 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 have more reason to cry than her.

If you try 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?

Don't you think yourself rather
handsome?

I kept some of Mr Ranshaw's birth suits
when he died. I think they'd be a good

fit on you.

You wash yourself and I shall lay one
out on your bed.

And when you come back, see if you don't
make all the ladies swoon.

There now, Hindley. Did I not tell you
my dress would look wonderful on Cathy?

You are making me very proud, Cathy.
Very proud indeed. I think I can hear

arriving.

Try not to run.

Oh, darling.

She's a spirited girl and it would be a
shame to take her completely.

Now, remember Heathcliff.

Sure nameable humour.

Where do you doubt he could come?

Not around as the Grange, of course, but
please.

Tom.

I'm not your servant.

To the stable, you vagabond.

I am not your servant.

Don't stare at me, though. I'm not your
servant. You're pretty curls.

Please!

You dirty gypsy! Lock your feet! I will
break you!

I will break you!

I will break you!

All right, young man.

What have you got to say for yourself?

Your own father brought me home because
he wanted a son that he could love.

Well, the flogging in the world won't
change that.

Well, perhaps next time you can come and
have a beer at the Grange.

Perhaps you can flog one of your
servants if I were to tempt.

Cathy, I... Where is my wife? She took
herself to bed.

She felt suddenly out of sorts.

Well, that brute of a servant warmed me
nicely.

Next time, Edgar, take the law into your
own fists.

I'll give you an upattack.

Come now, eat up.

That gypsy won't be offending us again.

Joseph was locked in a stable for a
while.

Hope you discovered you'd better go in.

Go on.

Go! He's clear!

He's clear!

Where is the wretch? Where is he?

He's clear!

Mr. Doctor, tell him to be quick about
it. Tell him that my wife has started

with the child.

And I know how fast you can ride, Gypsy.

So if he is knocked back here within the
hour, then by God, I shall hang you

from the stable beams.

You have a son.

You have a lovely son.

Angel, it's a blessing your wife has
spared long enough to give you this son.

She's not dead.

Damn you.

Damn you all. Don't believe it. There's
no better than to choose such a sickly

lass. Oh, dang it!

Get out of my house. Get out!

Do not bring him near me, Nellie.

Not unless you want to see me dash his
brains out.

Do not smile, my love.

If I tell you why I'm smiling, I think
you'll smile too.

Tell me.

As Hindley was flogging me, I chanted a
curse, my love.

He's lost the only person that ever
loved him.

You cannot welcome the death of a baby's
mother.

I welcome anything that makes Hindley
suffer.

Are you sorry for talking like this, my
love?

No.

I'm not sorry.

Sometimes I think you're too passionate
here rather than love.

Hindley?

Where? You would turn every gentleman's
head in Yorkshire.

Heathcliff.

Going somewhere?

Where would I go, my love? It's raining.

Here you have that silk frock on, my
love.

Someone coming here, perhaps?

Perhaps. Edgar Linton?

That's enough, Nellie. Let me alone.

Three months ago, we laid together. Yet
since then, every evening is spent with

the Lintons.

Perhaps I'll find Edgar easy a company.

Perhaps he doesn't talk of curses and
fall into a brooding silence.

So you dislike my company?

It's no company for when people know
nothing and say nothing.

There.

There, at last you've said it. I'm no
longer worthy of you.

So may you suffer for this.

So I'm cursed too, am I? No, I'm the one
that is truly cursed.

I was cursed the moment I laid eyes on
you.

How does Hindley do?

He drinks.

And the little one, his baby?

How is Herton?

I'm not come too soon, am I? No.

What are you doing there, Nellie?

No work, mate.

Take yourself and your dupes off.

Leave the room, Nellie. Kathy, love,
Kathy.

to fidgeting in my presence.

You must not go. I must. I feel you do
not want me here.

Hey, Gullington, sit down.

You shall not leave me in that temper.

I shall be miserable all night.

I believe you are far too kind to wish
me miserable for you.

If that's you, Nellie, then I'm sorry
for scolding you.

I wish now that you'd said.

Not Nellie, it's his eye.

Why, Cathy, what is it? What's the
matter?

I think the Lintons asked me to marry
him.

And have you given him your answer?

But you did not say no.

And have you considered how you will
bear separation for me and how I will be

quite deserted in the world without you?

Did you consider that?

Are you quite deserted? Are we
separated?

Who is to separate us both? You will be
Mrs. Linton.

Yes.

And as Mrs. Linton, I can aid you to
rise and place you out of my brother's

power.

With your husband's money, you will
rescue me.

Do you think I could endure such a
thing?

I thought you will be Mrs Linton.

Do you love Mr Edgar?

Of course I do.

Why do you love him?

I do. It's not sufficient.

By no means.

You must say why.

Well, because he's handsome and pleasant
to be with.

It's bad.

I shall be rich.

I'll be the greatest woman in the
neighbourhood.

And still.

However, I suppose your brother will be
pleased.

Edgar Linton is a good man and he will
save you.

It is neither practical nor desirable
for you to marry Heathcliff.

And if you love Edgar, and Edgar loves
you,

where is the obstacle?

Nellie, my love for Edgar is like the
foliage in the woods.

Time will change it, I'm well aware.

My love for Heathcliff resembles the
eternal rocks beneath.

My great miseries in this world have
been Heathcliff's miseries.

If all else perished and he remained, I
should still continue to be.

Lily, I am Heathcliff.

Not as a pleasure, but as my own being.

I cannot think of our separation.

I will never talk of our separation
again.

vows you are about to take are to be
made in the presence of God, who is

of all and knows all the secrets of our
hearts.

I think there was a small patch of hair
that left and you kind of cracked.

How I love them.

Kiss

me,

Hassan. Dandy, kiss me!

Unnatural, come hither!

You come hither!

The boy is tired. So are you.

Why don't you go and rest somewhere?

As you wish, sister mine.

As you wish.

I was gently dull, happy.

Perhaps marriage agrees with me.

Are you happy?

Dee and Ellie, I have such faith in
Edgar's love.

I believe I might kill him and he
wouldn't wish to retaliate.

We should be such fond sisters. Of
course we shall.

Perhaps next time we're having a wedding
breakfast, it will be yours.

Mr Brennan is in trade. Well, I believe.

They say that tradesmen are dour but
stalwart lovers.

What do you think you're doing?

I need you to take this and promise me
you won't tell your husband or he'll

throttle me. Who will?

He did not give a name.

The man who gave you this note, did he
say anything else?

No. He just told me to promise you won't
tell your husband.

Where did you meet him?

Where?

All right, my darling.

Who was that?

You're trembling.

Just a boy spying on the celebration.

It reminded me of when I first looked in
on you. Of course. And you were with

that gypsy who ran away.

Heathcliff.

That's right.

Heathcliff.

See you, money.

Well, would you look at that. Jack
straight away.

That's three points to me.

Good night.

Good night.

Thanks.

That's three for you.

What are the chances of another Jack
turning up like that, Mr. Henley?

I would say the chances are very high
indeed. If the man dealing the cards is

cheating blackguard of the lowest order.

I don't know you, sir.

But as you are a gentleman, I'll let you
apologise for that remark and leave

this place unscathed. I may be a
gentleman now, but I've just spent the

three years in the company of men lower
than you.

I know you.

Because I know you. I defy you to repeat
that allegation, sir. And I defy you to

speak to your new landlord in such a
way.

Landlord? That's not right, sir.

Do you not live in Penistone cottages
like all the other mill workers?

I just bought the lease of those
cottages on it this morning.

And I must warn you, I do not relent in
exacting my due from anyone.

I was just taking advantage of the fact
that Mr. Henry was taking a drink, sir.

Keep it, keep it.

He may lie to Mr. Henry till he goes to
hell, but you do not lie to me. Do you

understand?

So, my cards.

Not enough.

Did you ever play Trinidad or Fawcett?

Now, there is a game for cutthroats in
London.

I'm afraid today are the celebrations.

feverish of course of course
inconsiderate of me um

you sleep here i will have many makeup a
bed in my old room

thank you you are very kind

husband

Good lad. Good lad.

Now, how much did you start with
tonight, sir?

Appreciate it.

Well.

Well, there's six.

And as for you, lad, the rest is for
you.

What's this?

Eight pounds. Take it.

Come with me. I shall see you safe home
with such a fortune.

Take his coat.

There's a trap and two outside,
gentlemen.

So, the devil fed thee back to us, has
he?

Still alive, Joseph.

My, still strong and all.

Perhaps God is keeping you on earth
because he would find your company so

irksome in heaven.

Your blasphemy don't touch me.

It's your soul you're damning. My soul
is already damned, Joseph.

You can count on that.