Wuthering Heights
1939
Heathcliff: Catherine Earnshaw, may you not rest so long as I live on! I killed you. Haunt me, then! Haunt your murderer! I know that ghosts have wandered on the Earth. Be with me always. Take any form, drive me mad, only do not leave me in this dark alone where I cannot find you. I cannot live without my life! I cannot die without my soul.
Heathcliff: If he loved you with all the power of his soul for a whole lifetime, he couldn't love you as much as I do in a single day.
Cathy: You could come back to me rich and take me away. Why aren't you my prince like we said long ago? Why can't you rescue me Heathcliff? Heathcliff: Cathy, come with me now. Cathy: Where? Heathcliff: Anywhere. Cathy: And live in haystacks and steal our food from the marketplaces? No Heathcliff, that's not what I want. Heathcliff: You just want to send me off. That won't do. I've stayed here and been beaten like a dog, abused and cursed and driven mad, but I stayed just to be near you, even as a dog. And I'll stay 'til the end. I'll live and I'll die under this rock.
Heathcliff: Tell the dirty stable boy to let go of you. He soiled your pretty dress. But who soiled your heart? Not Heathcliff. Who turns you into a vain, cheap, worldly fool? Linton does. You'll never love him, but you'll let yourself be loved because it pleases your stupid, greedy vanity.
Cathy: He seems to take pleasure in being mean and brutal. And yet, he's more myself than I am. Whatever our souls are made of, his and mine are the same. And Linton's is as different as frost from fire... Ellen, I AM Heathcliff. (thunderbolt) Everything he's suffered, I've suffered. The little happiness he's ever known, I've had too. Oh, Ellen, if everything in the world died and Heathcliff remained, life would still be full for me.
Heathcliff: Why are your eyes always empty? Like Linton's eyes. Isabella: They're not empty, if you'd only look deeper. Look at me. I'm pretty. I'm a woman and I love you. You're all of life to me. Let me be a single breath of it for you.
Heathcliff: My tears don't love you, Cathy. They blight and curse and damn you! Cathy: Heathcliff, don't break my heart. Heathcliff: Oh Cathy, I never broke your heart. You broke it!
Cathy: I told you, Ellen. When he went away that night in the rain, I told you I belonged to him, that he was my life, my being.
(Scene at 37: 08) Ellen: Oh, you're lovely, Miss Cathy. Lovely. Cathy: That's a very silly lie. I'm not lovely. What I am is very brilliant. I have a wonderful brain. Ellen: Indeed. Cathy: It enables me to be superior to myself. There's nothing to be gained by just looking pretty like Isabella. Every beauty mark must conceal a thought and every curl be full of humor as well as brilliantine.
Dr Kenneth: Hindley, why don't you hit yourself over the head with a hammer when you wake up every morning? Hindley: Why? Dr Kenneth: Well, if you do, you'll achieve virtually the same results as you do with a bottle of whiskey, with much less wear and tear on the kidneys.
Cathy: No matter what I ever do or say, Heathcliff, this is me - now - standing on this hill with you. This is me, forever.
Dr Kenneth: Ask your husband to call another doctor in future. Whoever dwells in this house is beyond my healing arts.