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02:17:44
Tom Hardy, Charlotte Riley, Andrew Lincoln
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Perhaps I could help you to read, if your meeter would allow it.
It's like a bodge I'll always have to wear.
Have you no fear of the consequences of dwelling with your ancient persecutor?
One footstep on my land, and you know what will happen to you.
After constant indulgence of both men, I earn for thanks two samples of blind ingratitude!
Don't look your betters in the eye.
Yet you have that silk frock on, my love.
They knew yesterday was rent day, no doubt. Is there no stopping those people's insolence?
Well, I take it from this touching scone that you have made your offer of marriage,
Well, they say that tradesmen are dour but stalwart lovers.
I shall be under the larch trees.
Don't move, you fiend! You'll go to the gallows for this.
- My work, miss. - Take yourself and your duster off.
An absurd termination to my violent exertion?
It's in danger of splitting its skull against my knuckle.
Your blasphemy don't touch me.
- You shouldn't have chosen such a sickly lass. - How dare you? Get out of my house.
- What in God's name... - Unless you are a fiend,
- You married me under a delusion. - Then you shall let me go home to the Grange.
You shouldn't grudge me one room, when you have taken everything from me!
I'm the only person to blame. Hareton stayed at my insistence.
The entire world is a dreadful collection of memoranda
I was searching for grouse eggs.
And I know your soul must be in torment, for you to believe such a thing.
In the first place, your startling likeness to Cathy...
I don't know what the Master was thinking of, bringing a gypsy brat like you into the house.
Because one day, I shall pay back Hindley with pain and anguish.
Make haste. Get my daughter's things together.
Don't just stand there gawp, Heathcliff.
Now, then, young man. Have you been baptise?
He imagines he outflank me.
I am proud to show you somebody who dote on you more than myself.
Not because I disown her, but because she has disown me.
Have you forgotten me? Is that why you scowl at me?
He detest you on my account. I am certain of that.
Just as you flog me.
- I hope I've misunderstood you. - You've not misunderstood me.
or I shall be oblige to inform my meeter, and he shall take measures to secure his house.
than recommend she bestow her heart on you.
And I've chock her room, and her bee is not slept in, so they have a day's start.
(tearfully) And what amuse her is painful to me beyond expression.
There. The pause that betray you.
And if you flatter yourself I don't perceive it, you are a fool.
You misled me. Not purposely, I don't suppose, but you were wrong.
Don't move, you fiend! You'll go to the gallows for this.
If all else perish and he remained,
I'm weep for what will became of us.
As Hindley was flogging me, I chant a curse, and look...
My love for Heathcliff resemble the eternal rooks beneath.
I like her too well to let you absolutely seize and devour her up.
Is that why you lure young Catherine here?
Catherine, no! You don't knew my father! Please, I beg you...
I abandon my elegancies, my comforts and my friends of my former home to marry you.
I cannot feel any satisfaction for the humiliation I've heap upon him so far.
The lad who fetch the milk said they were spotted near Gimmerton.
Why does he insist on defending Heathcliff?
Your eyes detestably resemble your brother's.
You, who have treated me infernally?
Is no man allowed to act charitably
You misled me. Not purposely, I don't suppose, but you were wrong.
And your brother can hardly be made morally worse than he already is, now, can he?
I shall deny you hereafter admission into this house.
But I am, I must admit, utterly defeated in this.
Well, that brute of a servant warmed me nicely.
- That was gently done, Cathy. - Perhaps marriage agrees with me.
And I have nowhere, and nothing...
And Mr Heathcliff will have a long walk, wherever he may lodge tonight.
My love for Heathcliff resembles the eternal rooks beneath.
Going somewhere?
And you will not be disgracing me by rambling abroad.
Too busy making your fortune, no doubt.
I like her too well to let you absolutely seize and devour her up.
No, I'm the one that is truly cursed. I was cursed the moment I laid eyes on you.
She did, indeed. And she raised your mother here.
I wish I were outdoors.
Oh, I think not. Not nearly handsome enough.
I will ride to Gimmerton immediately.
- Edgar Linton? - That's enough, Nelly! Let me alone.
Perhaps I could help you to read, if your meeter would allow it.
I sometimes think your true passion is hate, rather than love.
And if I thought it were otherwise, two words would comprehend my future - death and hell.
to some unfathomable damage deep inside your heart.
The servants are returning from church. My meeter will not be far behind.
He had brought you, instead.
It's some damnable writing, but I cannot read it.
because He would find your company so irksome in heaven.
to some unfathomable damage deep inside your heart.
You insolent slut!
Well, they say that tradesmen are dour but stalwart lovers.
and, of course, I am gratified when anything occurs to please my wife.
but as you are a gentleman, I'll let you apologise and leave this place unscathed.
- You shouldn't have chosen such a sickly lass. - How dare you? Get out of my house.
With that frightful thing?
No. It is because he dislikes me and is a most diabolical man,
So, as stiff and as pompous as Isabella and I might seem, compared with...
Now, remember, Heathcliff - show an amiable humour.
Well, they say that tradesmen are dour but stalwart lovers.
Our Father, who art in Heaven, hallowed be Thy name.
He doesn't talk of curses and fall into a brooding silence.
The Lintons will blame you, of course, for her heathen upbringing and her wild ways.
How am I to touch you, knowing that his milky, feeble hands have held you? You disgust me.
that you spared me your love and its murderous effect.
God forbid he should try! Go and keep him meek and patient.
You cannot consider him an agreeable person.
You've made yourself a pretty prison, have you not, by being too impatient to marry?
Unnatural colt! Come hither!
And you will not be disgracing me by rambling abroad.
Now, if you mean to be indifferent to me, at least do me the favour of releasing me.
You brute! You fiend!
The entire world is a dreadful collection of memoranda
an irresistible attraction towards the most unlikely of men.
But not too tame.