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Cathy: It would be dreadful if Hindley ever found out.
Heathcliff: Found out what? That you talk to me once in a while?
Cathy: I shouldn't talk to you at all. Look at you! You get worse every day. Dirty and unkempt and in rags. Why aren't you a man? Heathcliff, why don't you run away?
Heathcliff: Run away? From you?
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 man, but I stayed just to be near you. Even as a dog! And I'll stay till the end. I'll live and I'll die under this rock!
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Cathy: Go on, Heathcliff. Run away. Bring me back the world.
Judge Linton: Pack this fellow off.
Heathcliff: I'm going. I'm going from here and from this cursed country both.
Judge Linton: Throw him out!
Heathcliff: But I'll be back in this house one day, Judge Linton and I'll pay you out. I'll bring this house down in ruins about your heads. That's my curse on you!
[spits on the floor]
Heathcliff: On all of you!
Flora Robson
Extended Reading
