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You do not know me, Nellie.

Look!

I'm not a stranger.

Is it really you, is it?

Yes.

Heathcliff.

Are they at home? Where is she? Is she
here?

Speak.

Speak.

Yeah, Nellie?

What is it?

A person from Gimmitton wishes to see
you, ma 'am.

When I heard you know I have, I thought
I'd never see you again.

Why didn't you believe that I would
return?

I'm hungry, my love.

I don't know.

I hope I wear these glasses.

I'm going to get a dream tomorrow.

And I'll be able to believe that I've
seen and touched and spoken to you once

more. When can we be alone?

When?

The master would like you to bring your
guest in, madam.

He thinks it unseemly for you to be
standing out here with a gentleman.

Edgar!

Edgar!

Heathcliff's come back! Well, well done.

Strangle me for that. I know you didn't
like him yet, but I think you must be

friends now.

Try to be glad without being absurd.

The whole household need not witness the
sight of your welcoming a runaway

servant as a brother.

Look who I discovered in the hall.

Has Mr Heathcliff not changed beyond all
recognition, Edgar?

Not entirely, no.

Sit down, sir.

Mrs Linton, recalling old times, would
have me give you a cordial reception,

of course I am gratified when anything
occurs to please my wife. Your wife? Oh,

yes.

I heard you married only yesterday.

A pity you did not come sooner, Mr
Heathcliff.

You could have made merry at the
celebrations.

I am not much of a one for making merry,
Miss Isabella.

Too busy making your fortune, no doubt.

And what would make you think that I
have made a fortune?

I can see by your bearing and your dress
that you've not spent your time away

from us trading horses and reading
fortunes, as some might think.

That much is true.

and how you have made your money, Mr
Heathcliff.

The same way as any man, by taking
advantage of other men's weaknesses.

You must forgive Heathcliff, Mr Linton.

He always liked to provoke.

Cathy, unless we are to have cold tea, I
am thirsty, and Mr Heathcliff will have

a long walk wherever he may lodge
tonight.

Not so far, really. I'm still at the
heights.

Hindley invited me this morning when I
called.

Hindley invited you, really?

Yes, I was called to inquire about Miss
Earnshaw.

Oh, sorry, I mean Mrs Linton.

Pray no fear of the consequence of
affixing your dwelling with your ancient

persecutor. I think my strong head will
keep me from danger.

And your brother can hardly be made
morally worse than he already is now,

he?

I always imagined that you might end up
marrying Hindley.

Mrs. Isabella. Me?

I think not.

Not nearly handsome enough.

Isabella has a suitor.

I would hardly call Mr. Brennan a
suitor.

Well, as I'm sure Cathy will tell you,
the female heart can feel a sudden and

irresistible attraction towards the most
unlikely of men.

Wouldn't you agree?

Edgar.

I know what my own heart tells me, and
that is all any man needs to know, as

as I can tell.

Well, it seems we have all grown wiser
in the years of my absence.

Indeed, sir.

I hope that is true.

Do you not have a greeting for your
aunt, darling?

Ayrton, who has taught you these fine
manners, eh?

So, how has married life been treating
you in this past month?

Where is he?

Out on the moors.

He's expecting some land I have for
sale.

He imagines he outflanks me.

He will destroy you.

He pays me good rent.

For living here?

For sleeping in your old room.

A horsewhip for you and a fiddle for me.

What?

You don't remember, do you?

Why did you not come sooner? I've waited
weeks to see you.

A married woman?

Have you moved when he's molested and
remarked upon?

You've made yourself a pretty prison,
have you not, by being too impatient to

marry? You gave me not a word.

In three years, not one indication
whether you were alive or dead.

When I heard that you were to marry, I
had one thought in my head. I would

return.

Have one glimpse of your face.

Settle my score with Hindley, then
prevent the law by executing myself. Now

fear she'll have stuck to my cause. When
you were now with the Marine, he didn't

return to stop me from taking such a
step.

You'd already betrayed me with your
heart.

He returned on my wedding day to punish
me.

Look in your eyes.

My God, I think it's Gil.

You've been with him, haven't you?

You've laid with Edgar, haven't you?

He's my husband. You think your pretend
marriage matters to me?

How am I to look at you?

How am I to touch you on these milky,
feeble hands of elders I'm holding you

now? You disgust me. I'm sorry, I'm
sorry.

How about a game of three, though?

Hmm?

You call it.

You win it all back.

Every penny.

What if I recall wrong?

I take you to the yard, strip you of
your shirt and flog you.

Just as you flog me.

Three for that.

I think it's near the daylight out
there. We'd probably best be going in.

No, no, so I bring you in the night
in...

Pumped with cash, right to the plug -in.

I think it's only good money that you
stay until Hindley's faded.

What do you say, Hindley?

My cash.

Against the skin on your back?

And my blood.

Why not?

Why not?

Call it.

It's real.

It hurts.

Stop!

Behind the table door you will find a
whip.

Oil each tail so they do not snag in his
open wounds.

I think perhaps you've humiliated him
enough, Mr Heathcliff.

I cannot feel any satisfaction for the
humiliation I have eaved upon him so

And the more revenge I get, the greater
my appetite for it.

The lad is a thinkabout hater.

You were a good man, so.

A good man.

I could have been a good man once, but
then I'm a hindi.

I must sit you down. You can tell me how
to be good.

Gentlemen, thank you for diverting
evening.

See you soon.

Perhaps now the weather grows finer,
we'll see some more of Mr Heathcliff.

I think Mr Heathcliff has satisfied his
curiosity, and from now on we'll see

very little of him.

That is a shame.

Why so?

Because I liked him, and I desired his
company.

Surely you do not covet the admiration
of Heathcliff?

I hope I've misunderstood you, Isabella.

You've not misunderstood me. You cannot
consider him an agreeable person. You

are a dog in the manger, Cathy, and
desire no one to be loved but yourself.

That is enough.

You shall not talk to my wife like that
again, Isabella, and you shall

apologise.

You would come in the end?

Is Miss Isabella at home?

Miss Isabella?

Is she home?

Now, come.

I like it too well to let you absolutely
seize and devour her up.

Besides, I would not approve.

You would not approve?

You who have treated me infernally,
infernally do you hear? And if you

yourself that I don't perceive it, you
are a fool.

Darling, don't speak like that. And if
you think I can be consoled by sweet

words, you are an idiot.

So I will ask you again.

It's Miss Isabel, I don't...

Heathcliff,

I am proud to show you at last somebody
who dotes on you more than myself.

Sister, dear, I really... I'm sure that
my poor little sister is breaking her

heart by mere contemplation of your
physical and moral beauty.

Cathy, this is... It's most unfair.

Be kind enough to excuse me.

Cathy forgets that you and I are not
intimate acquaintances.

And what amuses her is painful to me
beyond expression.

You had no reason to treat the poor girl
in such a manner.

Do not fret.

I would as soon as put a canary in the
park on a winter's day than recommend

be so hard on you.

There would be a certain symmetry,
though, but there not in...

Miss Isabella Hinton and I becoming
lovers.

Perhaps your fortune has changed you.

Well, my fortune has changed me in every
regard.

Except one.

And if I could change that too, I would
do so.

What is this?

This is an agreement that Mr Heathcliff
has the first option to purchase any

more land and buildings you may wish to
sell.

This is the balance of the account, sir.

Joseph!

Saddle up, would you?

I'll find a game in the bowl whilst my
luck is changed.

Had I known I could ruin that man in the
space of a few months, I would have

come back sooner.

I thought I would never find this place.

That's why I told you to bring Kathy's
horse.

She could find her way up here in the
dark.

Is this the place you bring all your
sweethearts?

Only Cathy before you.

Is that how it's always going to be?

Cathy before me?

I saw a spirit in you last time I saw
you at the Granges, about as it stayed

with me.

It is as though your brother has a
woman's gentleness and you have all the

fight.

I cannot tell whether you are flattering
me or not.

Anything you hear about me is bad.

You see some good in me.

So why would you be here?

Perhaps I'm attracted to the bad in you.

No, do not make a joke of it.

A person who sees the good in me is a
sensation I experience so rarely that it

is enough to make me want to at least
try to love you.

I knew you were a man who presented a
darkness to the world because that is

protected you best.

And I know your soul must be in torment
for you to believe such a thing.

You were tired of being received here,
and you wish Edgar to draw the bolts

against you.

God forbid he should try. Go keep him
meek and patient.

I love Heathcliff more than you have
ever loved Edgar, and he might love me

you would let him.

I know he could never love a Linton, and
yet he's quite capable of marrying you

to hurt me. He that's good has told me.
I don't believe you.

What is it to you?

I have a right to kill her. If she
chooses me, you have no right to object.

I am not your husband.

There's no need for you to be jealous.
You like Isabella, you shall marry her.

But do you like her, Heathcliff? Tell
the truth.

Answer me.

Answer me!

I imagine you wish me to marry Isabella.
Come on.

Take her. If it pleases you. You clearly
prefer the bliss of inflicting misery

to the bliss of our love.

It is insufferable.

It is disgraceful that you should own
him for a friend and force his company

me.

Is that how you call it, sir?

I have so far been forbearing with you,
sir.

Your presence is a moral...

Poison that would contaminate the most
virtuous.

For that cause and to prevent worse
consequences, I shall deny you hereafter

admission into this house.

Cathy, this lamb of yours threatens like
a bull.

It's in danger of splitting his skull
against my knuckles.

I require your instant departure.

One minute's delay will render it
involuntary and ignominious.

No, I will not move until I hear an
apology from you.

Apology? After constant indulgence of
both men, I earn for thanks two samples

blinding gratitude.

Edgar, I was defending you and yours.
Peggy, please get out of my way.

Apologise. Get out of my way. Make an
apology or allow yourself to be beaten.

All I want is your happiness.

But I am, I must admit, utterly defeated
in this.

Indeed, I can only attribute your spite
and venom and betrayal to some

unfathomable damage deep inside your
heart. To think anything else is to

so badly of you that I cannot bear it.

Well, I must compliment you on your
taste, Captain.

This is the slavering thing that you
would prefer to me.

remain where you are, Cathy.

I shall not stay, but I wish just to
learn whether, after this day's event,

intend to continue your intimacy. For
mercy's sake, just let us hear no more

it. Get rid of me. Answer my question.

Will you give up Heathcliff hereafter,
or will you give up me?

It is impossible to be my friend and his
at the same time, and I absolutely

require to know which you choose. You
cannot make me choose. I demand it. If I

choose to remain friends with him.

Then I shall ask you to leave this
house.

May I speak?

Just chastise me for my weakness and
mock me for my kindness. If you hear me

and you still want me to leave, then I
shall relinquish any claim I have on

Very well.

If you cast me out, you shall cast out
both your wife and your child. I am with

child, Edgar.

child.

I came to you.

So I see.

Though after your brother's threats and
entreaties I had rather you didn't.

He has after all threatened my life.

Cathy is with child.

You are lying.

How did I put you up to this?

Sir.

Any loyalty I feel in this is entirely
to you.

That is why I've come here, to tell you
this.

Even though he warned me that if I was
insane enough to encourage what he calls

my worthless suitor, he will dissolve
all bonds of relationship between him

me.

Yet, as you see, I am here.

Feed and water the horse has been
bedding down.

My bride and I shall be staying here for
the night.

Could you... my fastenings?

She's gone.

Isabella has gone. She's run off with Mr
Heathcliff.

This is not true. It cannot be. The lad
who fetches the milk told me they were

spotted two miles out of Gimmerton and
have checked her room and her bed is not

slept in so they have a day's start.

How will you catch up with them?

She went of her own accord. She had a
right to go if she pleased.

No, master, she is bewitched.

Hereafter, she is only my sister in
name.

Not because I disown her, but because
she has disowned me.

And who will tell the mistress at this
turn of events?

No one.

Since Isabella is no longer a member of
her family, she'll needn't be troubled

by news of her.

You're deceiving me!

I promised the master that I would not
tell you. I thought it might help you to

accept your new life if you knew what
Heathcliff... I knew what?

That Heathcliff's betrayed me, that he's
put a knife through my heart!

Give over. I can't talk.

It's okay.

It's okay.

It's okay.

It's okay.

It's all right.

You were dreaming.

Stay with me, Nellie.

If only I were in my own bed in the old
house.

And that wind rattling into the lattice.

Do let me feel it.

It comes straight down the moor. Let me
have... Let me have one breath.

And will Heathcliff return?

I don't know, no.

If he felt anything for you, he would
never return and let you be.

Now try and put him out of your mind.

I cannot, Nellie.

I cannot.

You will not let me.

Where are we going?

Although it may not appear to be the
case, I have tried over these past four

months to make myself love you.

But I cannot.

What is preventing such a thing from
happening?

I think you know.

Nevertheless, I would like to hear you
say her name.

Your eyes detestably resemble your
brother's.

A dove's eyes, an angel's eyes.

So I cannot bear to look at them without
wishing you ill.

I abandoned my elegancies, my comforts,
and my friends of my former home to

marry you.

You married me under delusion.

Then you shall let me go home to the
Grange, sir.

You shall go home, but not to the
Grange. The Heights will be your home.

And you will not be disgracing me by
rambling abroad.

I cannot allow that.

Surely in your heart you feel some pity.

I have no pity.

I have no pity.

Is he coming back then?

I thought he had gone for good.

We came just now, but he left me, and as
I don't know where he is... Be sure to

lock your door.

I cannot resist going up there with this
every night, trying his door.

If once I find it open, he is done for.

What is it?

I am tired after my journey.

I'll show you to your room.

My room?

I'll leave you in here.

What news is there of Cathy?

Mrs. Linton has not been well.

She will never be like she was, but her
life is spared.

And if you really have a regard for her,
then you'll shun crossing her way

again. I must exact from you a promise
that you will get me an interview with

her.

I say you must not.

And you never shall through my means.
She's too weak.

Consent or refuse, I will see her.

You know as well as I do for every
thought she spends on Edgar, she spends

thousand on me.

And if I thought it were otherwise, two
words would comprehend my future death.

And hell.

Do not persist in this, sir.

For I shall be obliged to inform my
master, and he shall take measures to

his house.

Who did he feed today, Nellie?

No -one in particular.

Joseph at church, of course, out praying
the bishop as usual.

You're lying to me, aren't you?

You have too much imagination and I have
too little.

Well, it makes sense of you some days.

I know that he's back.

I can feel him closer. There's no use in
trying to deceive me.

Why am I so changed?

Well, you eat so little and you will not
drink and you've made yourself weak.

I wish I were outdoors.

I wish I were a girl again.

Half savage, hardy and free.

Oh, God.

You're a young woman. You're going to
bring a new, young life into the world.

You're blessed, if only you could see
it.

Open the window wide again.

Open it.

I will not give you a death of cold.

I'm not helpless yet.

I can do it myself.

I think she will have headed off to the
crack, sir. If we waste time going

there, then you are wrong.

Look, it's where she went as a child. It
was a favourite place for her. Both of

them.

Thank you.

And I'll come home.

Yes.

Yes, you're home, you're home.

We were one of these mores for all
eternity.

I thought you'd forgotten me.

You know I could as soon as forget you
as my own existence.

What about Edgar and... There's no
Edgar.

There's no Hindley.

It's just you and I.

Damn you, she's here.

The pneumonia has a grip on our lungs.

She has neither the constitution nor, it
seems, the will to recover.

Hell, is that all you can say? Is there
nothing you can do? Be a miracle and

keep her alive till she's gone full
term.

I believe that the child is not born
tonight.

Neither will survive.

Dear sweet

Edgar, why could you not love someone
worthy of

your affection and gentleness?

You know, our child will be loved and
cherished, do you not?

We're not too deep.

Our child shall wander the moors and be
free, as any child must with your blood

running through their veins.

When I was a child, my father went on a
trip, and he asked me and my

sister what presents we would like.

I chose a fiddle, and my sister, already
a good rider, asked for a new

whip.

But when he returned, he did not bring
us what we had asked for.

He had brought you instead.

Kathy 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.

Kathy 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 Kathy can only be a
pretend love. And your grief for her a

pretense.

Don't you say her name.

Don't you say her name.

You say her name.

You say her name.

You say her name.

You say her name. You say her name.

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.

Go on, go on.

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

its murderous effect.

you let me see Kathy, I must have to
find my way in.

She is weak.

She's dying. And you know she would wish
to see me.

I bear her dying wishes even if you no
longer take heed of mine.

Let me die in your arms.

Don't leave me.

Don't leave.

Edgar.

Edgar.

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'm carrying his child, Edgar.

How could 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 shall not go, I tell you. For heaven's
sakes, just go for one hour. I will

come to you when the master leaves the
house, please.

Not for one minute.

You must. Mr Edgar will be up
immediately.

I promised her this will be the last
time.

She begged me to stay. She does not know
what she says.

What in God's name? Let's draw 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, Nellie.

I shall be in the little arched trees.

Nellie, send for Dr. Kenneth. Now send
for him, woman.

The breathing is shallow.

Let's pray 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.

Well, this 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've repeated to my
tongue's servants.

Cathy Earnshaw, may you not rest.

Not while I'm living.

You bet I'd kill you.

Hold me then.

Be with me always.

Take any form to drive me mad, but
don't...

So I cannot find you.

Being married will not be such a bad
thing, will it, Catherine?

I'm going to see my father.

Miss Lockwood was your mother.

I hope you'll be a dutiful daughter.

I defy you to frighten me.

I hope you've heard how your wife speaks
to you, 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.

Nellie! Nellie! Is he still alive?

Yes. Yes, my angel, he is.

Oh, forgive me. Please forgive me.

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.

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'm paying the loyal service to the
last, are we?

Make a case to get my daughter's things
together. Don't oblige me to compel you.

Why not let Catherine continue here?

Sir must have lent them to her.

I'm seeking another tenant for the
Grange.

Aren't my children about me to be sure?

You are on my property.

Stand to one side.

That's not the constable on you.

This is Green. My solicitor will give
each of you a notice to quit.

Put it down there.

It's cold up here.

Perhaps you should come down and sit by
the fire for a few moments.

Just while Linton sleeps.

Stay up here.

Brought your book.

Ellie says you might like it.

Thought you might be in need of
distraction.

Catherine, come and sit by the fire, my
love.

Just while Winston sleeps.

We'll listen out for him, won't we,
Hairton?

Thank you.

Blackwing, funny bird.

It wheels off your head on more when
it's trying to get to his nest.

Perhaps one day we could take a walk and
look for nests.

That's when we could.

Being to my solicitor, Linton has
bequeathed me all of his estate.

When he dies, you will be destitute.

You'll have no need for books.

If I'm 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's

your father.

Tindley 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 thought your dumb state was down to
your upbringing.

But now I see it's the state you prefer,
much like a dog or a cart horse.

And if 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.

That 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 Hairton said about taking my part?

It's 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's cruel of you to try and loosen
them.

Oh, my love.

Oh, my house, darling.

I ask you once more.

Please let me in.

And by agony.

Let me in.

Let me in.

Let me in. Let me in.

Hold him, my love.

Hold him.

Hold me, my love.

Hold me.

You must come you

must come

My husband.

Your son.

He's dead.

My son.

Linton.

Linton is dead.

Our Father, who art in heaven, hallowed
be thy name.

Thy kingdom come, thy will be done, on
earth as it is in heaven.

How do you feel?

How do you feel, Catherine?

He's safe and I'm free.

I'm sorry.

And I am sorry.

The things I said to you did not mean
it.

I was miserable and bitter at everybody.

And I would like you to forgive me.

It's Catherine, are you?

She was upstairs.

Picked some flowers from over at Grains.

Oh, did you?

Seemed the same to waste them.

They were left at the summer.

If he finds you in here, he will punish
you.

He can't hurt me.

I think even he knows that.

I thought we could be friends.

Even though you'll be ashamed of me.

I will not be.

I think I would like a friend.

It's one of my mother's exercise books.

How she loved Heathcliff.

What are you two doing in here?

I wanted to feel close to what is left
of my family.

I'm the only person to blame. Hairton
stayed with me at my insistence. And who

the devil gave you leave to set one foot
in here?

And who ordered you to obey her?

You shouldn't goodge me one room when
you have taken everything from me. You

insolent slut.

You never had anything.

If you strike me, Hairton will strike
you.

And if Hairton doesn't turn you out of
this room?

I will strike him back to hell.

Hattie, take her.

Take her and leave me.

All of you, leave me now.

She must learn to avoid putting me in a
passion.

You once told me love would only bring
me grief and pain and suffering.

I've seen nothing in my life to change
that opinion otherwise.

You misled me.

Not purposely, I don't suppose, but you
were wrong.

That is true.

Then my whole life's endeavours have
been wrong too.

Is that what you would have me believe?

I would have you believe whatever brings
you peace.

Would that not be a poor conclusion?

An absurd termination to my violent
exertions?

I feel for you in such a variety of
ways.

In the first place, your startling
likeness to Cathy.

Fearfully connected you with her, but
then what is not connected with her to

What does not recall her?

The entire world is a dreadful
collection of memoranda that she did

that I have lost her.

You have no feeling of illness, have
you? No.

I hope not.

I never felt strong there.

I think first you should kiss me for
minding so well.

Five kisses if you read it through with
no further blunders.

No. No.

No. No.