All language subtitles for jane.eyre.1983.episode.10.family.found.dvdrip.xvid-aaf

Good day, Miss Elliot.

Really?

I've come to see how you spend your free
afternoon.

Is the portrait like?

Like?

Like whom?

I did not observe it closely.

Oh, but you did, Mr. Rivers.

It is a well -executed picture.

Of?

Of Miss Oliver, I presume.

And would you like me to paint you a
copy?

That I should like it is certain.

Whether it would be wise is another
question.

As far as I can see, it would be wiser
if you were to take to yourself the

original at once.

She likes you, I'm sure.

You ought to marry her.

It is strange.

Though I love Rosamond, With all the
intensity of a first passion, I

at the same time a calm, unwarped sense
that she is not the partner suited to

me.

Strange indeed.

Rosamund, a sufferer.

A labourer.

A female apostle.

A missionary's wife? No.

But you might not be a missionary. You
might relinquish the scheme.

Relinquish my vocation?

My foundation on earth for a mansion in
heaven? Never.

It is dearer than the blood in my veins.

And Miss Oliver?

Are her disappointment and sorrow of no
interest to you?

She is surrounded by suitors.

She will forget me in a month and marry
someone far more suited to make her

happy.

Oh, you speak coolly, but you suffer in
the conflict. You are certainly not

timid. I've scorned the...

It is a mere fever of the flesh.

Reason and not feeling is my guide.

I honor endurance, industry, talent.

Your own progress I watch with interest
because I consider you a diligent,

audibly energetic woman.

It is not because I sympathize with what
you have gone through or what you still

suffer.

I am in my original state a cold, hard,
ambitious man.

It is true.

My religion has turned the original
materials to the best account, but she

not eradicate nature.

She is beautiful.

She is well named the Rose of the World.

and may I not paint a copy for you?

Cui bono?

No.

Good day, Miss Elliot.

Good day, Miss Rivers.

Oh, isn't it wonderful to be all
together in our own home for Christmas?

The place shines like a new pin.

Your mother came back with me a week ago
when the school closed. I must say,

she's worked as hard as me.

Oh, bless you, Jane.

I hope this means you regard it as your
own home. I too. One's family is one's

most precious earthly possession.

Jane, I must speak with you.

Come and sit by me.

You may remember a letter I had recently
concerning my Uncle John's will.

Yes. It was from his London solicitor,
Mr. Briggs.

I know Mr. Briggs.

And you know my name.

I plead guilty. Forgive me.

Briggs wrote again later.

Your name was mentioned.

Why? I will tell you in a moment. But in
consequence, I have learned what befell

you from the day you went as the
governess to the ward of a certain Mr.

Rochester.

I can guess your feelings, but restrain
them for a while.

I know he offered you a bigamous
marriage, that you fled, and that you

absolutely innocent of blame.

And where is he? What is he doing? Is he
well?

I am ignorant of all concerning Mr.
Rochester.

He caused the country to be scoured for
you, and when all searches and inquiries

proved fruitless, he disappeared.

It is generally believed that he has
gone abroad.

Oh, to be calm with him.

Surely you are the last to care.

Briggs wrote to Thornfield Hall. He was
paid and has heard nothing since, except

from a Mrs. Fairfax giving no
information.

Of Mr. Rochester's... You don't know
him. Don't pronounce an opinion on him.

Very well.

Your uncle having died, Mr. Briggs could
not trace the heiress.

Where is Mr. Briggs now?

He may perhaps know more of Mr.
Rochester than you do. Briggs is in

should doubt his knowing anything at all
about Mr. Rochester. It is not in Mr.

Rochester that he is interested.

You forget essential points in pursuing
trifles.

Do not inquire why Briggs has sought
after you, what his interest was in you.

Well, what did he want?

Merely to inform you that your uncle,
Mr. Eyre of Madeira, has died, that he

left you all his property, and that you
are rich and heiress.

Your uncle left you 20 ,000 pounds.

I shall leave you for a while.

You wait.

To revisit.

When first Mr. Briggs wrote to you, you
were disinherited in favor of another

relative.

You shall have to know it sometime.

You may as well know now as later.

Your name is Jane Eyre.

You may well not know that I was
christened St. John Eyre Rivers. My

name was Eyre.

One brother was Uncle John who died in
Madeira and left this money.

The other brother was a poor clergyman
who died, as his wife did, many years

ago.

I know your whole story.

Then your mother is my father's sister.

Undeniably. We are cousins.

Yes, we are cousins. I'm... Glad I'm
glad.

You are an odd girl.

You remained quite serious when I told
you you had got a fortune.

And now, for a matter of no moment, you
are excited.

It may be of no moment to you. You have
sisters. I had nobody.

And now I have three relatives.

Oh, I'm glad.

But now you've given me too much to take
in. I must be alone.

Think.

Please stay. I'll go to my room.

Oh, we'll have so much to talk about.

My dear, if I comprehend you, this is
impossible. What is there to comprehend?

There is 20 ,000 pounds. We have four
cousins. We have each an equal right.

Divided equally, we each have 5 ,000
pounds.

It is as much as any of us needs, and it
is perfectly possible. It is too noble

a sacrifice, Jane.

Noble? Mary, dear, it is selfish.

I am resolved to have a home and family.
I like Morehouse. I will live at

Morehouse. I like Mary and Diana, and I
will attach myself for life to Mary and

Diana. Jane. To have 5 ,000 pounds would
please me.

To have 20 ,000 pounds would torment and
oppress me. It is contrary to all

custom. The entire fortune is your
right.

My uncle was free to leave the money to
whom he would.

He left it to you.

Were you to argue, object, and annoy me
for a year, I could not forgo this

delicious pleasure.

Jane.

You cannot imagine what an important
lady you will be with... 20 ,000 pounds,

society will be open to you. My society
is here.

I never had a home.

I will have a home.

I never had brothers and sisters, and I
must and will have them now.

We cannot take advantage.

There again, you'll be my brother. I
will be your brother. No, but... I will

stay at the school till we find a new
teacher, and then I will return here to

family. Say what you will, my purpose is
fixed.

I shall write to the lawyers tonight,
and will you meet... Nellie, it is done.

How quickly the winter went by.

And how wonderful to be spending the
summer together.

St. John, are your plans unchanged?

Unchanged and unchangeable.

And Rosamund Oliver?

Is about to be married.

To a rich and well -descended young man.

A Mr. Granby.

Oh, dear.

You see, Jane, the battle is fought and
the victory is won.

My way is now clear.

I thank God for it.

You get on well with your Germans.

Diana teaches well.

Jane, I should like you to take a walk
with me.

I'll fetch Diana and Mary. No, I wish
for only one companion this morning, and

that must be you.

We shall rest here a while, Jane.

I go to India in six weeks, Jane.

I have taken my birth on an East Indian
man.

God will protect you.

You have undertaken his work.

Yes.

I am the servant of an infallible
master.

And it seems strange to me that all
around me do not burn to enlist under

same banner.

All have not your powers.

It would be folly for the feeble to
march with the strong.

I am thinking only of those who are
worthy of the work and are competent to

it.

They must be few in number.

Truly.

But when found, it is right to offer
them direct from God a place in the

of his chosen.

If they're really meant for the task.

Well, not their own hearts tell them so.

What does your heart say?

My heart?

My heart is mute.

Then I must speak for it.

Jane, come with me to India. Come as my
helpmate and fellow laborer.

Oh, St.

John, have some mercy.

God and nature meant you for a
missionary's wife.

You are formed for labor, not for love.

I claim you, not for my pleasure, but
for my sovereign service.

I do not understand a mission of life.
There I can give you all the aid you

need. I'm not fit for the task.

I have no vocation.

Nothing speaks or dies within me when
you talk.

Jane, you are docile, disinterested,
faithful, and courageous.

Very gentle and very heroic.

Cease to mistrust yourself.

I can trust you unreservedly.

You must give me some time to think.

Very willing.

In leaving England, I should leave a
loved but empty land.

Mr. Rochester was no longer there.

And even if he were, what could that
ever be to me?

Consent to St. John's demand, what
possible but for one item?

One dreadful item.

He had asked me to be his wife when he
had no more of a husband's heart for me

than that...

frowning giant of a rock down which the
stream is flowing.

I'm ready to go with you to India.

If I can go free.

Your answer is not clear.

I am willing to go as your fellow
missionary, but I cannot marry you.

How can I, a man not yet 30, take with
me a girl of 19 unless she be married to

me?

I want a wife, a sole helpmate I can
influence in life and claim obedience

from and retain absolutely until death.

I will give the missionary my work, but
not myself.

Do you think God would be satisfied with
half an offering?

Oh, I will give my heart to God. You do
not want it.

We must be married.

Enough of love would follow upon
marriage.

I scorn your idea of love. I scorn the
counterfeit sentiment.

Yes, St. John, and I scorn you when you
offer it.

Forgive me. You've done me to speak
unguardedly.

I shall urge you no further at present.

Tomorrow I leave for Cambridge to say
goodbye to old friends.

I shall be absent a fortnight.

Take that time to consider my offer.

If you reject it, it is not me you deny,
but God.

Dear brother,

the woman quarreled. Come, let us shake
hands.

You do forgive me?

I have nothing to forgive, not having
been offended.

Good morning. I've called to see Miss
Jane Eyre.

She's expecting you, sir. Come in.

Thank you.

Thank you, Miss Eyre.

I'm sorry to have troubled you, but if
I'm to sell off the remainder of the

estate, I must have your authority.

for the coming of the farm, Mr. Briggs.
Oh.

Mr. Rochester.

Is he well?

No information whatever about him.

I've written twice to Mrs. Fairfax and
I've had no reply from my letters.

I believe she has left Thornfield.

You know, I made an extensive search for
you on Mr. Rochester's behalf.

Yes.

It's an irony that I only found you
after he had vanished to heaven knows

He may return to Thornfield at any time.

Would you wish me to write and tell him
that I've found him? No, Mr. Briggs,

that must not be.

I ask because you say you yourself
wrote.

Only to Mrs. Fairfax and in vain.

But for news of him.

He's so wild and such a danger to
himself.

I knew where I was.

No, please, Mr Briggs, no.

Miss Eyre.

I'm well.

I shall obey your instructions.

Goodbye, Miss Eyre.

Good day, sister.

Good day, dear.

I am unhappy because you are still angry
with me.

Let us be friends.

I hope that we are friends.

Not as we were.

Are we not?

For my part we are.

I wish you no ill and all good.

Must we part in this way?

When you go to India, will you leave me
so?

Without a kinder word than you have yet
spoken.

And when I go to India, Jane, will I
leave you?

Do you not go to India?

You said I might not go unless I married
you.

And you will not marry me.

You adhere to that resolution?

No, St. John.

I will not marry you.

I adhere to my resolution.

Once again, this refusal.

Why?

You do not love me.

You said I was formed for labor, not for
love.

Then I am not formed for marriage.

If I were to marry you, you would kill
me. You're killing me now.

killing you.

You should not use those words. They are
violent, unfeminine, and untrue.

But it is the duty of man to forgive,
even unto seven and seventy times.

Now, indeed, you hate me.

You misinterpret me.

I have no wish to grieve or pain you.

Indeed, I have not.

I know where your heart turns.

It turns towards Mr. Rochester.

That is lawless.

Do you intend to seek him?

I wish only to know what has become of
him.

It remains then for me to remember you
in my prayers.

This evening I shall read to you from
Revelations, chapters 20 and 21.

And I saw the dead, small and great,
stand before God, and the books were

opened.

And another book was opened, which is
the book of life.

And the dead were judged out of those
things which were written in the books

according to their works.

And the sea gave up the dead which were
in it.

And death and hell delivered up the dead
which were in them, and they were

judged every man according to their
works.

And death and hell were cast into the
lake of fire.

This is the second death.

And whosoever was not found written in
the book of life was cast into the lake

of fire.

And I saw a new heaven and a new earth.

For the first heaven and the first earth
were passed away, and there was no more

sea.

And I, John, saw the holy city, New
Jerusalem, coming down from God out of

heaven, prepared as a bride adorned for
her husband.

that so moving?

Could you not think again?

Could you not decide now?

I could decide.

I was sure it were God's will that I
should marry you.

I could vow to marry you here and now,
come after what may.

My prayers are answered.

Jane.

Jane.

Jane. Oh, God, what is it? Jane.

Jane. Oh, we're coming. Wait for me.

I'm coming.

My love, wait for me. I'm coming.

Where are you?

Where are you?

Jane, what a... come upon you, you are
possessed.

Leave me alone.

You said I saved your life.

Will you not even speak with me?

Jane, I missed you.

Where are you going?

Where am I?

You left me too suddenly.

Had you stayed but a little longer, you
were about to lay your hand on the

Christian's cross and the Christian's
crown.

I am sorry.

Your spirit is willing, but your flesh
is weak. The devil has been at work

No devil, St. John, that is
superstition.

It was nature. She was roused and did no
miracle but her best.

You are still upset. You speak in
riddles.

I shall not argue with you now.

But know that my spirit is willing to do
what is right.

And my flesh, I hope, is strong enough
too.

I must accomplish the will of heaven.

To search and dispel this cloud of doubt
that has confused you.

I'm in no doubt, Syndrome.

But there is something I have to find
out.

Something I must do.

It is in God's hands.

Thank you.