"Wuthering Heights"

Look, I told you what happens

when the neck don't break straight away

and they get strangled. Look.

He's got a stiffy.

Shh! You dirty boys.

Wait for it.

It's fucking Hanging Day!

Yeah!

Sinner!

Zillah!

Yeah!

Yes!

Sinners. Come get your sinners.

Ha'penny for a sinner.

Keep up.

Keep up.

-You're hurting me. -Come on!

You wanted to know why he was hanged.

It's not my fault men are disgusting.

Well, you shouldn't have told me

no matter what I said.

Poor dolly. Oh, I'm going to die.

If you are, then be quick about it,

for I have things to do.

What a frightful racket.

Papa!

Oh, you look like a plate of corned beef.

Have you been crying?

No. Only racing.

Racing? If your mother were still here

she'd batter me around the head

to see how I've let you run wild.

She would not.

Oh, you didn't know her. She was a terror.

She boxed for the county.

She had hands like meat plates.

And her mustache was as big and bristly as a broom.

No.

I expect you shall have one too, Cathy,

since they run in the maternal line.

Stop! You must not talk about Mama like that.

And I shall not have a mustache. I shall not!

Don't be tiresome, Cathy.

Nobody likes a sourpuss. As well as a fright.

God's teeth, Nelly.

Can you do something about her?

That's what you're here for.

Yes, sir.

And tell Mrs. Burton I shall dine at The Ram.

Oh, do not go, Papa. Please!

I shall go because the company is much better at The Ram

and there is considerably less weeping.

Now then, where's my fucking horse?

I'll warn the maids.

Papa! I'm sorry! Papa!

Get up! Get a move on!

See it were hotpot at The Ram again, Zillah.

I'm amazed he managed to eat anything.

Oh. He's pissed up the wall again, Mrs. Burton.

Right. You know what that means.

Check his britches for soiling.

That poor little girl.

And what of that thing he brought home, eh?

It's hiding somewhere.

But what's it doing here?

Mr. Earnshaw had one of his fits of charity.

Oh, Lord. Then pray for that little sod too.

Hello?

What are you--

And I said, "This is not Liverpool,

this is not Bristol.

You cannot kick a child in the street."

And the poor wretch's father...

Well, it's probably his father...

Anyway, the man said,

"Well, you take the little devil then

if you're so worried."

And I said, "Well, I shall! I shall!"

And here we are.

I was only asking how long it is

you intend us to feed and clothe him, sir.

As it will affect the household purse.

I intend him to be clothed and fed

for as long as I intend it!

Why must I be surrounded by women?

Spend my days being endlessly badgered and sniped.

Papa!

Oh, here's another hellcat sent to torment me.

Oh, there is not a better father in all the world.

Nor a better man.

Oh, so you like your new friend, do you?

Very much, Papa. Very, very much.

Although I do not think he can talk,

therefore cannot give me his name.

So I've called him Heathcliff, after my dead brother.

Heathcliff...

Heathcliff, come here, my dear boy.

Come, come, come.

You are most heartily welcome here.

- Oh! - Oh!

Can I dress him up?

Yes, of course. He shall be your pet.

I shall be very, very kind.

Unless you're bad, and then I shall pinch you.

Die, die, die!

Kill that rat! Get him in the eye.

Get him in the eye. Go on!

Nice for her to have a friend.

A real friend, I mean. Not a paid one.

Companions aren't paid. Companions are ladies, Zillah.

Just because your father was a lord

doesn't make you a lady.

Bastards can't be ladies, Miss Nelly.

No matter how much their father paid

to have them hidden away.

"Puh... Puh-on-e-yuh. Puh-on"...

Po-ny. The pony.

"The pony"...

"The pony a... a-tuh-eh"...

Ate! The pony ate! The pony ate the grass.

There's a picture, Heathcliff. There's a picture of it, look!

Honestly, I shall have to make you a paper cone

and call you a dunce.

And if you do, I'll throw you out the window

and let the birds peck at your eyes!

I'm not doing it anymore. I don't wanna read!

- Temper, temper. - Shut up.

Sorry.

Sorry, Heathcliff.

Do you want to try again? I'll be more patient,

- I promise. - No.

Well, then you shall never read and never advance

and be very stupid forever!

-Go away. -No.

-Go away. -No.

-Just go away! -No.

-Go away! -No!

I won't go away.

I'll never go away.

I will never leave you no matter what you do.

Walk up. That's it.

Cathy, can I come?

No, no, you wouldn't like it. You're far too sensible.

Come on. She might follow us.

I'm the queen of the castle,

and you're the dirty rascal.

We need to go.

The rain will give over soon.

Your father will be very angry if we're late. Please.

Stop worrying. It will give over. I promise it will.

Yeah, but the sky is black, Cathy.

No, no, no, no. You see there?

Blue.

But that's not enough blue to get us back.

It is. You'll see. For blue is blue, no matter how small.

Where have you been?

I said, where have you been?

We were caught in a storm, Papa.

It is my birthday, Catherine,

and you have kept me waiting.

I believe you do not care for me at all.

Of course I do, Papa. You're the best father in the world.

I am so sorry.

You shall be sorry

when it's your own birthday and I forget it.

Let's have supper and celebrate properly.

It's cold.

Papa.

It's my fault, sir.

Not Cathy's. She wanted to turn back but I ignored her.

Heathcliff, please.

All she has spoken of all day is you and your birthday.

-Is this true? -No.

I swear it. She's not to blame.

Are you trembling?

Stop at once. You make me feel like a brute. Stop it, I say.

Papa, please. It was not his fault.

I feed you, and clothe you,

and save you from poverty and despair.

I am the kindest man alive, and you dare to tremble at me.

I'll give you something to tremble about!

-Take her, Nelly! Take her! -Papa, no! No!

-No, no! Get off me! No! No! -Come here, you dog!

Go!

- Heathcliff! No! - Come here!

No! No, no, no!

Hold still!

Hold still, you dog!

No! Heathcliff.

You dog. Bark!

Heathcliff.

Heathcliff.

What's he done?

Oh, you're bleeding.

Heathcliff, why did you lie?

It was my fault we were late. Not yours.

I couldn't see him hurt you.

But this hurts me. Don't you understand?

Heathcliff, this hurts me.

I will take this and more...