All language subtitles for jane.eyre.1983.episode.05.guests.dvdrip.xvid-aaf

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 her not laugh.

You've heard that laugh before, I should
think, or... something like it.

There is a woman who throws here.

Great pool.

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.

Thanks, 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.

I cannot sleep here, sir. I shall do
very well on the library sofa.

It must be nearly four, and to our the
servant will be up.

What?

You're 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. Oh, I knew you would do me good in

some way.

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

That expression and smile did not.

Do not strike delight to my very most
heart so for nothing.

Oh, my cherished preserver.

Good night.

Good night, sir.

Glad I happened to be awake.

Won't you will go?

Cool.

Told.

Yes.

Go then, Jane, go.

I think I hear Mrs. Fairfax move.

What a to -do!

What a to -do! Good morning, Miss
Fairbanks. A good morning, do you call

Have you seen the master's room?

He might have been burnt to a cinder in
his bed.

And all for being careless with a
candle.

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

is gone. Gone? For good.

Give me no.

No, he's only gone to a house party. He
will be back.

But I must get on.

Jane, keep an eye on Leah and John. You
know how they love to waste time

gossiping. It's lucky he had his water
jug full.

I wonder he did it himself and wake
nobody.

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

I was looking for Mr. Rochester.

Has he been in?

No, Miss, but he's oughted to be saddled
and he's riding over to the lead.

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've 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.

It's hardly likely Master would laugh
when he was in such danger.

I should think, miss, you must have 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 future.

It will be a wise thing to do.

I've never heard of the hall being
attempted by robbers, but there are

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.

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

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

Why did you buy me the secrecy?

Is that all?

Has she some hold over you, sir?

Miss Eyre, kindly confine your concerns
to matters which are within your

province.

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 is 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. Oh.

It is from the master.

Well.

Well, we are going to be busy now.

He is returning?

Indeed he is.

And within three days, he is bringing a
party of friends with him. And the

Honourable Blanche Ingram.

Good morning, Ma.

Welcome to Thornfield.

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

I've enjoyed the company of my own equal
on horseback in the county, with our

test of friends by five minutes.

I always adored a pal.

It wasn't great, but an adorable girl.

Roger, who is that lady?

That's the Honourable Miss Blanche
Ingram, Miss.

Thank you.

Let me show you to your room.

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

The cherry bell.

She is very beautiful.

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.

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 a state.

And there must come a time when any
gentleman has to consider his duty.

She's really beautiful.

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

I happened to mention to Mr. Rochester
how much Adele wished to be introduced

the ladies.

And he said...

Let her come into the drawing room after
dinner. Oh, she will be in ecstasy.

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 be true, 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 the mar about the
subject of governess if I had a half a

at least, all either detestable or
ridiculous.

I used to quiz my governess that she was
such a good creature. I might ransack

her desk or upset her workbook. She
would bear anything you see. I suppose

shall now have an abstract of the
memoirs of all the governesses of all

families. May I play you something
instead?

And very well, sir.

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

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

What have you been doing during my
absence?

Nothing particular.

Teaching Adele, as usual.

You're looking a good deal paler than
you are. What's the matter?

Nothing is the matter, sir.

Did you catch 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.

Oh.

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 Adele.

One evening, a change of entertainment
was proposed.

They spoke of playing charades, but in
my ignorance, I did not understand the

term. Oh,

there's a wedding.

Why, it's a marriage.

What a magnificent couple they make.

Shame.

Shame. This is the moment.

Was not the second syllable well?

And does not that make the entire word
bridewell?

Bravo!

I saw he was going to marry her for her

family, rank and connection.

I was not jealous, or only rarely so.

But I suffered an ever -torturing pain,
for I knew he did not love me.

He told us next day that he had been
summoned to Milford on business and

not be back till late.

That same afternoon, a stranger arrived
at Thornwood.

It appears I arrive at an inopportune
time, madam, when my friend Mr.

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.

As certainly.

Lady, lady.

Rochester did not like the West Indies.

Hurricanes and heat and the appalling
rainfall were too much even for his

taste.

Beg your pardon, sir.

There's no woman in all, being extremely
tall, sir, refusing to leave.

A gypsy, sir.

Well, tell her I'm a magistrate and
she'll have her put in the stocks if she

does not take herself off.

Now, 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

Let her entertain us.

Surely, Colonel Dent, you would not
encourage such a low imposter.

What did she like? A shocking, ugly, old
creature, Miss. Almost as black as them

calls. Let's have her in. To be sure,
why throw away the chance of a little

Show her into the library.

Well, that is what she wants, Miss. She
says she'll not appear before the vulgar

earth. I think I had better go first.
No, sir.

She wants no gentlemen.

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

Oh,

my best, my dearest, pause.

Reflect.

Well, Blanche?

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

It is my turn now.

Oh, she is something not right.

She told me such things.

She knows all about it.

If you please, Miss, Gypsy says there is
another young, single lady in room and

shall not go until she's seen me.

The governess, indeed.

I will go by all means.

I can make nothing of such and if that
is to fine.

Mail on the rug.

It's in the face.

It's about the eyes and 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 someday.

Oh, 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.
I know one of them.

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're 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.

Ah, 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?

Ah, 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. Ah, your fortune is yet
doubtful.

Chance has offered you a measure of
happiness.

It depends on yourself to stretch out
your hand and tick it up.

Whether you will do so is the question.

Kneel again on the rug.

Do not keep me long. The fire burns me.

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.

The brow's the enemy.

The brow says I can live alone if self
-respect requires it.

And even sell me soul to buy bliss.

That forehead declares reasons, it's
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 he lendings!

It's all carried out, don't you think?

There's no party game you've 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. Rotteter.

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?

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 seems 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. 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.

sorry to arrive without warning.

I must declare you're looking well,
Richard.

Yes, I was.

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

All that I could say is the same.

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

Not on your own.

I must go up now I could not sleep
otherwise

Where the devil is Rochester?

Don't strangle me.

All is right, Julian.

All is right.

What's the deuce of that noise there?
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.

A gentleman.

And have the goodness to set the ladies
an example.

Shoot me a finger and I'll make it count
on you.

Ladies, you'll catch a touch of cold in
this gallery.