"Synch by ShooCat" "Good night t'ee" "Good night Sir John" "Begging your pardon, sir." "We met on this so same road to the day and I said goodnight and you replied" ""good night Sir john"" "I may have" "Did so again today." "So I did" "Now, why call me Sir John when I be plain Jack Durbeyfield, the haggler?" "Just a whim of mind." "I'm Parson Tringham, by the way." "I've made a discovery about you." "I was tracing some family trees for our new county history." "I'm an antiquarian, you know." "You Durbeyfield are directly descended from the knightly house of the d'Urbervilles." "Did you really not know that?" "Really really... falsely" "There's your head a little so I can see your face from the side" "Yes... that's the D'Urberville nose and chin trifle crosser and bold but still in case my eyes" "According to the Battle Abbey Rolls, your line goes back to Sir Pagan who came from" "Normandy with William the Conqueror." "Living away in rough all these year?" "Well I thought that you might already know something about it" "But t'is true" "I've got myself an old silver spoon at home and graven seal which i don't take much heed." "where do we D'Urbervilles live today?" "You don't live anywhere you lie buried in your family vaults of Kingsbere- sub-Greenhill, laid out in lead coffins, with you effigies under marble canopies." "do we have any family mansions?" "Oh, you haven't any no land neither?" "none at all?" "you had an abundance of land in the old days what can i do about it sir?" "Well, as to that..... can I do nothing?" "nothing whatever except possibly chasten yourself by thinking 'how are the mighty fallen'." "Good night, Sir John." "what do you say to a quart of beer with me sir?" "There's a grand brew in at The Pure Drop." "though not so good as in Rolliver's." "Sir John D'Urberville." "that's who I am." "What is this?" "T'is our club dance, sir." "But where are your partners?" "They've not finished work, yet." "They'll be here by and by." "Will you join us till then sir?" "with pleasure." "But one partner won't go far amongst so many." "One is better than none it's sad working here when there's noone to give you a squeeze." "what are you doing?" "I've a mind to enjoy myself Come on you two what if someone sees us?" "All rightyou go on." "I'll catch you up in five minutes" "The nobliest in the county!" "Oh lord... if it isn't your father riding home in a carriage?" "Hey!" "hey!" "The grandiest man in the whole of Wessex!" "Father's tired, that's all." "he only sent for the cart because our horse died." "You know that very well." "Ah!" "I'm glad you've come." "Where are you off to?" "I thought I'd change and help you." "We want to tell you what happened." "We've been found to be the greatest gentle folk in the county" "Rooting back long before Oliver Grumble's time" "Back to the days of Pagen Turks" "With monuments and vaults and crests and coated arms and lord knows what all!" "Is that why father made a mommet of himself on that cart?" "Our true name is D'Urberville that's why he came home in style not because he's been drinking." "where is he now?" "T' was a Parson who told him the pedigree of the matter." "Well where is he now?" "Well to tell you the truth he was that upset." "He's gone off to the Rolliver's to get up his strength." "not much strength he'll find in the bottom of a pint pot." "Well, I'll go and get him" "We'll be back before you know it." "now look be a good girl and put the little ones to bed for me." "Now there's!" "That?" "The spoon may be small but my family was great." "Jack, they've got a project." "We have a carriage, state, mansions routing on..." "Listen, listen to me." "Is there any money in it?" "T'is well to be kin to a coach even if we don't ride in one." "I've been a-thinking since you brought me the news." "I've got a project." "Which reminds me, woman, you better find that damn seal of ours or i'll do you a mischief" "Listen, there's a great lady by the name of D'Urberville, living out by Trantridge" "Yeah, at least nothing compares with us." "younger branch of our family no doubt." "I'll wager that they don't go back to king Norman's day." "That as may be but she's rich." "not a lot of good money will do us." "It could do." "We must send up our Tess to claim kin." "Claim kin?" "Why should two branches of the same family be unvisiting too?" "Certainly put her in the way of grand marriage." "sure to go there tomorrow morning." "Let's drink to that." "Mrs. Rolliver!" "Ah there you are my poppet." "We was just on our way." "You are asking me to go up begging." "Begging?" "what are you saying?" "T'is all in the family" "If they was in need, I should take them in, we all would." "WE all have to take the ups with the downs, Tess." "now you must go and see her and ask her for some help in our trouble." "If the lady were to receive me at all." "It would be enough if she were friendly." "you must not expect for her to help us." "oh come come my dear your pretty face, you could coax her into anything!" "I'd rather try to get work." "Durbeyfield!" "You decide." "Now if you say she must go, she'll go." "Now girl, do you want to go to visit kins?" "Grandkins, Women-rows?" "I'd much sooner not father." "There!" "she don't want to." "I don't like my children making themselves spineless kids." "I am the head of the nobliest branch." "And I've got my pride to think of." "All this grobbling about your ancestors." "It isn't them who'll buy us a new horse." "It's all new" "WEll my beauty?" "What can I do for you?" "I..." "I came to see Mrs. D'Urberville." "I'm afraid that'snot possible." "She's an invalid." "what was your business with her?" "I'm her son." "It wasn't business, it was..." "I can hardly say what..." "not business, sir, no." "Pleasure, then?" "No, sir." "T'is all foolish." "I..." "I fear I can't tell you." "no, no." "I like foolish things." "Try again my dear." "I came sir, to tell you that... we are of the same family as you." "Ah... poor relations?" "Stokes?" "No..." "D'Urbervilles, sir." "Now tell me." "Do you like strawberries?" "Yes, sir." "They are in season?" "Here they already are." "Our name has become Durbeyfield but we have several proofs that we are D'Urbervilles." "That's what the antiquarians hold that we are." "So our mother said that we should make ourselves be known to you say we've lost our horse and we are the oldest branch of the family." "I see... so you've gone to pay me a courtesy call, really, as one relation to another?" "Yes, I have." "Yes, well." "There's no harm in that." "I would rather take it from my own hand." "Don't be so coy, my pretty cousin." "Look up." "This one too." "It's the perfect place." "Believe me." "You'll look a regular bosie." "what's this?" "A thorn." "Ah... is it?" "Beauty has its price..." "I'm not very hungry truly I'm not." "Nonsense." "You must eat something before you go." "It's no near ride from here to your village." "I shall see what i can do for you." "But listen, Tess, no more of this D'Urberville nonsense." "Plain Durbeyfield." "Understand?" "It's quite a different name." "I wish for no better, sir." "In reference to your daughter, and further to a visit, we write to inform you of our willingness to considering engaging her services in the managing of a poultry farm of a modern character." "If after a certain suitable period your daughter proves satisfactory we should guarantee you suitable accomodation and a good wage." "Your earliest reply would be greatly appreciated." "So, you charmed them after all, did you?" "Let me see, the letter." "Who wrote it?" "Who?" "Mrs. D'Urberville, of course." "below the signature." "Me?" "Manage a poultry farm?" "I truly don't think I shall go." "Poultry." "T'is just her own way of getting you there without getting your hopes up too much." "She's going to own you as kin." "Ah!" "You see?" "This is it!" "It's the same as ours." "Look at it lad." "A ramping great big lion with a castle on top." "There's no denying it girl." "Mrs. D'Urberville recognised her own flesh and blood." "she never even saw me." "Well you couldn't expect her to throw her arms around your neck, her being an invalid." "But her son made you welcome?" "He called you cousin, didn't he?" "I'd rather stay here with you." "Bye, father." "You are off then?" "Yes." "Goodbye, father." "Goodbye girl." "You are a comely site." "This young cousin of yours." "Tell him, being so come down in the world." "I would sell him the title." "Yes, I'll sell it." "At a fair price." "Not less than a thousand pounds." "That's right tell him that I'll take the thousand pounds." "WEll now I come to think of it," "He can have it for a hundred." "I won't stand on trifles." "Fifty." "Twenty pounds, tell him and not a penny less." "Family honour.It's family honour." "Now it's time to go." "I want to walk a little way with Tess." "So do i, now she's leaving to marry our gentlemen cousin." "I'll hear no more of that." "Mother.How could you have put such nonsense into their heads?" "she's going to work for a rich relation, my dears." "And help us earn enough money to get us a new horse." "Oh mother." "I wish our Tess isn't going to be a lady." "Don't hold my arm." "Grab me around the waist." "Ungrateful little minx." "Why abandon me as soon as you feel safe?" "The danger came from your foolishness." "I say what a temper." "When people are on top of the hill, they have to get down somehow." "But never a gallop, surely." "Fancy being asked that by a brave little beauty like you." "I always go downhill at a gallop." "You can't beat it for stirring the blood." "But perhaps you needn't feel so, again." "Perhaps not." "All depends." "One little kiss on those ruby lips or even on that satin cheek and I'd drive at a snail's pace." "Either one." "But they don't want to be kissed, sir." "Stop, stop." "Wait." "I beg you." "Very well." "Do as you wish.I don't mind." "But I thought you'd protect me being a kinsman." "Kinsman be hanged." "You are mighty sensitive for a village lass." "Oh my hat." "You look even prettier without it." "Come along now." "Up you go." "No sir." "You mind my driving?" "No sir." "I shall walk." "But it's four miles to Trantridge, at least." "Well I wouldn't care if it were twenty." "You watch out for Dollop, the bailiff." "He's a devil.Not Mr Alec." "Spends half the time on horseback and rest of it chasing the nights with us." "Heard his mother's a queer old soul but no real trouble." "T'is mercy for us she's blind." "Mrs. D'Urberville's blind?" "Stone blind." "Their real name is Stokes." "Who's that?" "Mr Alec's father had the notion." "He bought the name of an old extinguished family to make himself look important." "Whatever are you doing?" "Missus is waiting for her birds?" "Oh quick, quick, it's slipped my mind entirely." "Now you catch the Phena there." "And that one!" "It's that one there and the white one." "So you are the new young woman?" "Well?" "How are my birds?" "This is Strut." "Doesn't seem so lively today, does he?" "He's alarmed being handled by strangers I suppose." "And Phena?" "Ah... yes yes..." "They are a little too frightened, aren't you, my poor dears?" "Never mind.They'll soon get used to you." "Can you whistle?" "Whistle Ma'am?" "Yes." "Whistle tunes!" "A little." "Then you will have to practice every day." "I think a lot of my fowls but there are also my bullfinches which you have to consider." "I had a young lad who whistled to them very well but he left." "They've been neglected for days." "Master Alec whistled to them this morning Ma'am." "Oh... him..." "No art, no nature ever created a lovelier thing than you, cousin Tess." "To see that pretty mouth pouting and puffing away without producing a single note." "T'is all a part of my work, sir." "Well, never mind." "I'll teach you." "I won't lay a finger on you." "See?" "I'll stay exactly where I am." "Now you watch me." "Don't scrap your lips too tight." "Do it like this." "Blow gently.... gently." "Try." "No... no... try again." "Again." "There ." "You'll manage splendidly now I've started you off." "Tell me Tess." "Didn't you find my mother a little... odd?" "Why." "I hardly know her sir." "WEll I'm not in her good books at the moment." "But you should find her favour if you treat her livestocks well." "So... if you meet to any difficulties..." "don't go to Dollop, come to me." "Au revoir." "Don't you fancy a dance then?" "I'm all tired." "When are you all going home?" "Soon enough, soon enough." "WEll, my beauty." "What are you doing here at this time of the night?" "I'm waiting for the others sir." "Not being acquainted with the road home." "I only have a saddle horse, I'm afraid." "Come along to the inn with me." "I'll hire a trap for us both." "Thank you but I promised to wait for them." "Very well." "Ca m'est egal." "Please yourself." "What's that creeping down your back?" "WEll I declare... it's treacle." "You dare laugh at me, you hussie." "I can't help it.No more than the others." "Oh, you think you are the queen of Trantridge, dont' you?" "Just because your first favourite with him." "She never said anything." "Leave her." "I've worked two years for your heirs and graces." "If I'd known what sort you were, I never would have lowered myself by sticking to your company." "I'll show you." "Hey there, work-folk." "What's all the row about?" "Quickly, jump up beside me." "Out of the frying pan, into the fire!" "Where are we?" "Passing through the chase." "Chase?" "T'is out of our way surely?" "This forest is one the oldest and the loveliest in England, Tess." "Don't you think it is asked to be seen on a glorious, god-given night like this?" "Yes ... but" "No buts." "There's a good girl." "I'll be honest with you." "I'm happy." "I'm trying to prolong the moment." "You were shivering a while back." "Now I can feel your warmth against me." "Are you still cold?" "No." "Not now." "I'll let my animal walk in a bit further." "He'll make better progress once he's rested." "Tell me." "What feels of your parent's horse?" "They have no horse." "They have." "Since... monday last." "Did you?" "Forgive me for having mentioned it." "I thought that they would have written to you." "I don't know what to say." "It's nothing." "I knew how important it was for your father to have a new horse." "Really." "It's you, he should thank." "I'm grateful to you, truly I am." "But..." "I almost wish you hadn't done this." "Yes, I almost do." "Is that a reproach?" "Oh no." "T'is very kind of you, I'm sure." "I've been in torment since you came to us." "Then I'll leave tomorrow sir." "That is absurd." "I don't want you to leave." "That's the last thing I want." "Is there no hope for me?" "None at all?" "Oh, Tess." "I'm dying for you." "Can't you see?" "Forgive me." "Oh please, forgive me." "Are you hurt?" "No." "It's nothing." "You are bleeding!" "Oh my god... how could I have done such a thing?" "It's me..." "Don't be so foolish... open the door." "You'll force me to make a noise, Tess." "My mother has sharp ears." "She'll hear!" "Enough of this nonsense, darling." "Open up!" "Why sneak away?" "Like a thief?" "And at this hour in the morning?" "nobody would have prevented you from leaving." "At least let me drive you home." "Unless you'd care to come back." "I shan't come back." "What are you crying for?" "I was only thinking." "I was born over there." "Well, we all have to be born somewhere." "I..." "I wish I'd never been born." "There or anywhere else." "You are absurdly melancoly, Tess." "You can hold your own for beauty against anyone." "Queen or common." "I tell you that as a practical man who wishes you well." "If you are wise, you'll let the world get a clearer site of that beauty." "Before it fades." "Why not make the most of life?" "WE didn't fare so badly together, did we?" "I was blinded for a while, that's all." "That's what all women say." "How dare you talk like that?" "Has it never struck you that what all women say, some women may feel?" "All right, all right." "I was wrong.I admit it." "Please, please, stop." "I should like to get down here." "I'm a bad lot I suppose." "A damn bad lot." "I was born bad and I'll warrant that I'll die bad." "Listen, Tess." "If circumstances should arise, you understand, if you are ever in the least trouble, least difficulty, just send me one line and you shall have whatever you need, by return." "You really won't come back?" "Goodbye my four months cousin, goodbye." "Tess!" "T'is no use of her pretending she hates it." "And wishes it in the churchyard and herself besides it." "She loves that child of hers." "Poor little mite." "He don't look right for this world." "Good evening, Durbeyfield." "What's your business?" "My business?" "Whatelse but the child?" "I've to baptise it before lord gathers it to his bosom." "What child are you speaking of?" "All my children are baptised." "You all know." "Durbeyfield." "Don't play games with your mighty." "I don't play sir." "I work!" "I work!" "Like a beast of a field." "You can tell the almighty that for me!" "The baby's dying!" "You ought to have been more careful." "Like it or not Jack that child was born this year!" "Not true." "Come to your senses!" "For pities sake, let the vicar in!" "He shan't set foot in this house!" "Not over my dead body!" "There's enough disgrace on my name as it is!" "The works of god have pity." "Have pity on him." "Send all your anger on me and put all your mercy on my child." "My child!" "I should like to ask you something sir." "Well speak girl, I'm listening." "Each of us share in your sad affliction, my child." "We are all members of the suffering body of christ." "My son was baptised." "Baptised?" "By whom?" "By me..." "last night." "What procedure did you follow?" "I woke my little brothers and sisters." "Made them kneel down to pray." "Lazaru, hold a prayer book open, I lit a candle." "And then?" "And I hold my child like this, over the basin." "Yes?" "Poured some water over his forehead." "And I said," "Ibaptise thee, in the name of the Father, the Son and Holy Ghost." "Did you make the sign of the cross?" "Yes, I did that too." "It was allthe just the same as if you'd baptised him." "In the sight of god, I mean." "Yes, my dear girl." "It will be the same." "Can you give him a christian burial?" "That's another matter." "Another matter?" "Why?" "That would concern village as a home, not just the two of us, you understand." "Would you do it sir?" "Just this once?" "I'm sorry." "I beg you!" "Please." "I told you." "It's out of question." "Then I don't like you." "I shall never come to your church again" "Never!" "Never!" "Mr Crick!" "You here already?" "We didn't expect you till before tomorrow." "Just a step away from here to Weatherbury." "Marlott sir." "I come from Marlott." "That's even further." "Quite sure that you can stand it here?" "T'is comfortable enough for rough folks." "But we don't live in a co-cumber frame." "I'm accustomed to that." "I used to know your part of the country when I were a lad." "Good... right char..." "Well you'll want a rest and a muscle of food." "I'd rather begin now." "To get my hand in." "Ohh... come on... you must be famished." "No, Thank you." "A little milk will suffice." "Oh well." "If you prefer that... so be it." "Just what I hate." "Haven't touched it for years." "Lies in my inwards like lead." "My thinking, we aren't getting all we should." "That's because there's a new hand come among us." "I know it's happened before." "They do say that the milk, goes up into their horns at such times." "Anyone would think we were back in the Middle Ages." "I don't think we are making any progress." "Keep it gentle. keep it gentle, sir." "It's the skill that does it, not your strength." "So my aching fingers tell me..." "Mrs. Crick is far too proud to come a-milking with us and that's a fact." "Still, there's little enough worried about.WE eat like game carts." "Know you'll like it here." "Mr Crick, he's a very kindly man." "Just fancy. he has his own family pew in church." "Dairyman on the deck all the weeks and on Sundays" " Mr Richard Crick." "Who's that playing?" "Mr. Clare?" "Mr Clare." "Him that's learning to milk." "Angel Clare, he's called." "Angel, t'is no common name." "He never says much to us." "For is the pity." "Why?" "Does he scorn on common folk?" "Quite the opposite." "He often makes mock of the old families." "It's quite simple." "He's a parson's son with a mind to be a farmer." "He's already tried his hand at the sheep-farming and now he's learning dairy work with Mr Crick." "What does he hold against the old families?" "He says that they are... they are war.... war mutants." "It's half of your soul trying to escape." "it's bread that's all." "No!" "Helping you sneeze, you are like the role you throw away." "As I see it, no soul can be mortally shared before he dies." "What if a man falls down in a faint.?" "Well that's a different matter." "The spirit lives on there inside you but you can not feel it." "We can sometimes make our souls leave our bodies." "How's that then Mickey?" "Only have to lie by some grass at night and stare up at some great stars." "And stare at it with all your might." "And by and by you feel you are falling into the sky." "Miles and miles from your body which you con't seem to need at all." "Tess!" "Why run away like that?" "Are you afraid?" "No sir." "Not of outdoor things." "No." "But you have your indoor fears." "Aye?" "But I couldn't really say." "But the milk turning sour?" "No" "Fear of life in general." "Yes," "So have I. Very often." "Life's a puzzle." "Don't you think?" "Perhaps. now you put it that way." "It takes no use." "It won't take it." "Visit the I shall have to call on conjuror Trentle." "I don't say I believe in my but if nothing else works I shall have to try at chance." "Somebody here's in love, i'll be bound." "That can cause its white curd." "Conjuror Paul." "He didn't have the knack of it when I was a lad." "It's a pity." "He must be feeding the worms by now." "My grandpa used to go to Conjuror Minturm" "Hunted owls for him.There's no folk like him these days." "Somebody's in love I tell you." "What's the matter?" "The blasted butter won't come." "Why's that?" "To my mind..." "How warm it is today." "I think..." "I better be out of doors." "Don't push." "He looks so sad." "What can he be thinking of?" "Not of us." "You can rely on that." "You are fine one to talk, lzz." "I saw you." "What did you see?" "Just the other day.I saw you kissing his shadow." "O..." "Here he comes again." "Dear eyes.Dear his face." "Dear Mr Clare." "It's terrible that he doesn't want to wed any one of us." "Or likely that he'll ask us to milk his cows for so much in years." "What are we going to do?" "We shall have to take the Stonebridge road." "WE'll be late." "Do he go to church?" "No no... never." "Wish he would." "You look like cats afraid of water." "Only on account of our Sunday bests sir." "Very well." "I'll carry you just as you are." "No, no, I'm far too heavy." "Nonsense, I could carry all four of you at once." "Hold on to me." "That's it." "I should put my arms around his neck and look into his eyes." "There's nothing in that." "There's time for everything under heaven." "Time to kiss and a time to cuddle." "Shame on you lzz.It's a scripture!" "I always read the prettiest verses in church." "If you help me, perhaps I could climb along the bank." "Oh Tess." "I've gone to three courses of this trouble Only for your sake alone." "She's angry." "She doesn't understand and she'll kick away her bucket." "Forgive me my darling Tess." "I don't know what came over me." "There's only one excuse for it." "I love you." "I love you." "Angel!" "Angel!" "Hello Mercy!" "Forgive me I didn't see you." "Forgive me." "Welcome home." "How are you?" "Very well.God be praised." "You look radiant with health I see." "The open air probably." "Have you come to spend the holidays with your brothers?" "Are they here?" "I had no idea." "No." "I'm only paying my parents a brief visit to settle some urgent business." "Oh." "Then I won't detain you." "I have my bible class to take in any case." "Au revoir Angel." "Au revoir." "Angel!" "My boy." "I'm apologise father." "I had no time to warn you of my arrival." "Actually forgotten how to write?" "With a pen." "Remember?" "I brought you some common house delicadies." "Black Puddings and a bottle of mead." "Black Pudding..." "It's true." "Your mother and I have regretted hearing so little of your news." "Why fare with him father?" "If anyone wants time with sheep and cattle, if we are closer to nature..." "Father, notsworth." "I'd like to remind you, Felix, that university education means nothing." "Unless it goes down to the glory of god." "It could also go down to the glory of land." "It can be in the second place." "Howfar have you got with your apprenticeship?" "It's drawing to a close." "What counts is spiritual cleaness." "Isn't that true, Father?" "Too good together, my boy." "Father tell us that you intend setting up your own account." "In what part of the world?" "I don't know yet." "In the colonnist perhaps?" "Heaven preserve us." "It could suit the type of forming I have in mind." "what colony?" "The choice is wide." "Or I may settle in a foreign country." "Some places offer lands to immigrants on very favourable terms." "Brazil for example." "One knows you will never see us." "Nothings settled yet." "I came here to discuss it." "That among the other things." "Shall we take a drop of good" "Mrs Crick's delicious mead?" "Oh forgive me ." "I forgot." "Strong drink is the root of all evil." "Take us into your confidence." "Is it something serious?" "Not serious, but something important." "The truth is son't you think it's time i considered marrying?" "Yes indeed my boy, yes indeed." "Your mother and I have sometimes debated the same question." "Really?" "And what sort of wife would you favour for a budding farmer like myself?" "Truly christian, god-fearing woman." "One who will be of help and a comfort to you in all things." "The rest matters little." "You musn't hesitate, dear son." "Why hesitate?" "To marry your heart's desire." "Mercy Chant." "She may be fond of over- decorating the church and flipparies and flowers, scraps of lacys and so forth but" "It's merely a girl's fancies." "It will pass." "Mercy's a pure and virtuous girl." "Oh yes I know she's pure and virtuous." "But honesty compels me to inform you that I have other plans." "Other plans?" "Very much sir." "Mercy Chant appeals more to you than she does to me." "I'm not disputing her merits I'm only speaking of my own inclinations." "My dearest boy." "Angel.Please remember that you are addressing your parents." "I'm aware of that." "I already know the woman I intend to marry." "Her name is Teresa Durbeyfield." "Father, Mother." "I respect you both." "I also respect Mercy Chant." "And have no doubt she'll find worthier husband with or without your help." "As for me, my mind is made up." "Oh it's you..." "Tess, I want to ask you this now." "Will you be my wife?" "I love you with all my heart and soul." "I can not be your wife." "Don't you love me?" "Oh yes yes..." "I'd rather belong to you than anyone in the world." "Forgive me." "I can't marry you." "It was the good lord who put this nice young person's in your way." "You must believe that." "But with respects to your question, I tell you quite private but very strong." "On no accounts, say a word about your bygone trouble." "Never a word, my girl." "Least of all to him." "Tess." "Why does the idea of becoming my wife displease you?" "I never said that." "It would please me so much." "It's simply that I can not." "Why?" "Is there someone else?" "Don't i deserve to know the truth?" "Well?" "Not now" "When then?" "Later." "But why?" "I'll tell you when we get home." "You'll stop loving me when you know." "Let me wait till then." "Londoners will drink it at their breakfast tomorrow, won't they?" "Yes but watered down, in case it goes to their heads." "Strangers that we have never seen." "You saw me once before." "you know that?" "I did?" "You wouldn't dance with me." "It was at Marlott." "Of course!" "That's incredible!" "You remember now?" "Tessy!" "Tessy!" "Now my girl." "Yes." "I may never again be brave enough to tell my story." "Then get on with your precious story." "I was born at such and such place and in such and such a year..." "I was born at Marlott and i grew up there." "I was in the Sixth Form when I left school." "They said that I would make a geed teacher." "But there was trouble in my family." "Father was no great worker." "He drank." "Anyway, my parents, they... it was then that something happened." "Something which changed my life like." "They discovered that we were not Durbeyfields but D'Urbervilles." "WEll, go on." "WEll, that's it." "WEll the D'Urbervilles are an old family." "I know" "On account of being of that name my mother thought that..." "I was sent..." "I had a..." "A what?" "I was told that you hated old families." "Is that all the trouble?" "None of that matters, Tess." "Say you'll be my wife." "Say it, Tess." "say it, my dear love!" "Yes yes yes... my health, my simplicity." "I'm a strangeness of my situation." "I perhaps lessen my fault." "But since I've committed it I am guilty." "I must be guilty." "Because the lord sawfit to take my child." "If what I have just written, failed to pass my lips, in your presence, then I have repeated it a thousand times in my heart." "For it was the fear of losing you forever." "For love of you," "Is hall conquer that fear and bring you this letter" "Once you are savoured Angel you'll hold the rest of my life in your hands." "I hope and I tremble." "I love you." "Oh darling!" "I've been assumed to put an edge on my appetite." "I'm starving." "Angel." "Angel please." "I must speak to you." "What's the matter?" "I want to confess all my past faults, all of it!" "Later Sweetheart.Once we are married, we'll tell each other everything." "I have some failings of my own to confess!" "I required and charge you both as you all have to answer at that dreadful day of judgement." "Let the secrets of all hearts should be disclosed." "If either of you know any impediments why you may not be lawfully joined in matrimony," "Ye do now confess." "Will thou have this woman for thou wedded wife" "To live together after god's just ordinance" "In the holiest state of matrimony, will thou love her, comfort her, honour and keep her in sickness and in health and forsaking all other, keep thee only unto her, so long as ye both shall live?" "I will." "Welcome sir, welcome ma'am." "Mr Plunkit told me to make ye at home." "The rooms, they are ready." "They are on the first floor." "Mr Plunkit had to leave for Manchester so you'll have the whole house to yourselves." "I hope you are very comfortable here." "The house is inclined to be damp but I put a good fire in the drawing room and leave it the afternoon." "As for food, look, I've prepared you a cold supper and maybe there's a nice bottle of wine to go with it!" "Tomorrow, if you wish, I'll bring you some of my husband's excellent cider." "He makes it himself." "Oh... oh... to use your ups..." "The... bedroom!" "A bit of surprise, love." "I've totally prepared... my son picked it in the bush." "Oh... it's a good bed." "I think you'll find that you like it." "now i'll leave you to yourselves." "cheerio¡­" "Which are my hands and which are yours?" "They are all yours." "Open it." "It's for you." "Family jewels." "Is this for me?" "Of course." "Truly?" "Put them on." "Put them on now." "Oh god, how beautiful you are." "Come and see." "I have a confession to make my love." "You have something to confess?" "Why not?" "You think far too highly of me." "Now listen." "I want you to forgive me." "And not be angry with me for failing to tell you earlier." "This is nothing for fear of losing you." "I shall be brief." "Not long before we met, I lived in London for a time." "There, I met a woman older than myself." "Ours was a flase relationship." "A sad one." "It was all over in a few weeks." "That's all there is to tell." "Do you forgive me?" "Angel, oh, Angel." "You are so utterly good and gentle" "I was mad to fear you'll hate me." "I have a confession too Angel." "Something of a same kind." "Well, tell me at table." "WE'll talk over supper." "I'm hungry, aren't you?" "I told you." "I have a confession like your own." "What confession?" "I shall be just as brief." "His name is D'Urberville like mine." "Alexander D'Urberville." "His family bought the title." "Their real name is Stoke." "It was fate that drove me to work for false relations as a way of hoping my own folk to live." "Alec, Alexander took advantage of me." "Lioness strengh... my defeat." "I became his mistress and his affaire without love." "Like yours, my sad union ended after a few weeks." "We bore a child which died very young." "My life was a ruins until the day I met you." "I'm going out." "If you don't forgive me...... but I forgive you, Angel." "Yes, I know." "But you.... you don't forgive me?" "You were one person, now you are another." "I have mercy." "I have mercy." "Angel, what do you mean by that laugh?" "How can you speak to me like this?" "It frightens me." "How can you?" "You are not the woman I loved." "Well, who am I then?" "Another woman in her shape." "It is not the woman I love... but another woman in her shape." "Angel, Angel, please." "I was a child, a child when it happened." "I..." "I knew nothing of men." "You were sinned against." "That I grant you." "So you don't forgive me." "I forgive you, but forgiveness isn't all." "You don't love me." "I can not help associating your lack of firmness with thedecline of your family." "Decrepid families imply indeficient will-power and indecadent conduct." "I thought you were a child of nature." "But you are the last in the line of degenerate aristocrats." "Breakfast is ready." "You can get rid of me." "What did you say?" "You can get rid of me." "You won't see me." "Good god." "How can you be so simple?" "You are too much of a child." "Too immature." "Too ignorant I suppose." "Leave that!" "You are my wife, not my servant." "I am your wife but you don't want to live with me." "You are going to go, aren't you?" "I couldn't stay without despising myself which is worse than despising you." "How can we live together while that man exists?" "He is your natural husband." "Not I." "Can you honestly tell me to stay?" "No." "But it's absolutely necessary that one of us remain here to avoid a scandal." "We must at least keep up appearances." "Oh yes we must." "What will you do?" "I can go home." "You sure?" "If you leave me, I shall go home." "Certainly." "Cross-in-hands, sir." "Yes I know." "Come" "Now let's be clear about this." "There's no anger in our hearts." "Even though something has happened between us which I cannot endure at present." "I shall let you know where I go and if I think i can bare it, if I'm capable of it," "I shall come to fetch you." "I shall wait." "Until then, you'd do better not to try and join me." "Until then, I must not join you." "May I write to you?" "Oh yes." "If you are ill or in need of anything." "Ha¡­ very good day to you Mr Clare." "I've brought you some groceries." "There is some chicken, come sausages and bacon." "Thank you, thank you so much." "I've also brought you some butter, some flour, a dozen eggs" "But that's far too much." "Newly-weds are always hungry sir!" "From tonight onwards, I shall cook for you myself." "The truth is, you see, for sometime I shall be needing less than that, because, infact, I shall be alone for a day or two." "My wife has been obliged to rejoin her parents." "Was there any illness in the family?" "No no nothing of that kind." "It was all arranged beforehand." "So as far as all my meals are concerned during Mrs. Clare's absence, I'll talk of that later." "Well shall... shall I leave the basket?" "Yes, indeed... the basket'll do for the day." "I was passing on my way home sir." "WE wanted to wish you well." "You and Mrs. Clare." "She's not here." "I'm on the point of leaving myself as you see." "I'm leaving England." "I've made up my mind to go to Brazil." "Brazil?" "I am pleased.Tell Mrs Clare," "I hope the journey agrees with her." "She will not be leaving for the present." "I'm going on ahead to get the measure of the place and see what life there is like." "How's Retty?" "Good." "REtty's as strong as ever." "And Marian?" "Marianne's taken to drinks sir." "Really?" "Yes.Mr Crick's got rid of her." "And you lzz." "Are you well?" "With you gone sir, how could we be?" "There... tis said." "Bye sir." "Goodbye lzz." "Izz!" "If I was to ask you to come with me now," "Come to Brazil with me, would your answer be yes?" "To come with you I should leave everything this minute." "You know what it will mean in the eyes of the society." "I wouldn't care." "Do you love me so much?" "I've always loved you." "More than Tess." "No." "Not more than her." "Nobody could have loved you more than Tess." "She would have given her life for you." "I could do no more." "Oh... it's vanity." "Good night my pretty." "Good night sir." "It is late for a maid to be roaming around the mane by herself." "Have you lost your way then?" "Step up here beside me and I'll take you a part of the road." "for you scarce put one foot in front of the other." "Ride with me I say." "Ah?" "But I know you." "You are that Mr Stokes- D'Uberville's fancy woman." "You weren't too proud to cock-a-leg for Groby." "Trollop!" "If it isn't my little Tess." "Oh poor poppet." "What a state you are in." "You are so cold!" "Here." "Get that inside you" "This will warm your bones" "Go on my love." "Drink it." "Get it out" "You mustn't let yourself go." "Even bad luck runs out in the end." "Take my word for it." "I can't go on." "You'll feel better tomorrow." "OH no." "I can't go on." "My life..." "If I had the courage, I'd like to die." "Don't talk such flubbery." "Why didn't you come and see me sooner?" "Eh?" "I could have taken you in here, my girl." "Is there still some work here." "In this wretched place?" "There's always work here." "Come... have some of my nice soup." "After that, we must take off those slum, mirky clothes and prettify yourself." "Eh?" "Just to make me jealous again, hey?" "WEll, Tessy." "Are you the new hand?" "T'was you was it?" "Is that all you've done?" "T'is a mighty poor show." "She's not accustomed to it." "I don't keep useless hands here." "I'm not payed for what we do." "So where's the difference?" "No arguing." "I want the whole lot cleared." "Well, it's too late." "You'd better." "Now, you not mind Groby." "T'is just as well." "Ah..." "I know lord loves us." "but it's not like it was at the dairy." "Dairyman on the deck all the week," "On Sundays he's the Mr Richard Crick!" "It don't do to pray here missy." "There's been a curse on this place." "This is the Cross-in-hand, isn't it?" "Aye." "So it is." "On the count of a malefactor they tortured here, in ancient times they did nail his hand onto the post and then they hangged him." "The bones are down there to this day I'm told." "OH!" "What have you found?" "An old pair of boots." "still in good condition." "Could be of use to the poor." "There!" "Have a look." "I knew nothing of your circumstances." "Nothing at all until your mother wrote to me." "My mother?" "She wrote what you should have told me a long time ago." "I came at once." "Tess..." "Why did you never say anything?" "I had nothing to ask of you." "That isn't so." "You wear your ridiculous pride like a h" "And you put me even more in the wrong than I was!" "Against my will" "I have done my duty for my child." "On my honour i did it." "honour..." "I want to take you away from this wretched place." "Somewhere you're worthy of." "What is this strange temptation that misery holds for you?" "Come to your senses." "Come away with me." "your father's ill." "Did you know?" "yes... they fear the worst." "your family will be evicted if he dies." "I'm offering you my help sincerely." "Noone else seems to care." "Who is this husband of yours?" "How can he abandon you like this?" "Tess!" "There's a point beyond which obstinity becomes stupedity." "Are you in love with this drudgery?" "I may be a sham-D'Urberville but my little finger can do more for you than your blue-blooded ancestors." "I'm right." "You know I am." "Forget about all this and forget about that mule that you call your husband." "Go on." "Hit me." "I shall not cry out." "Once beckon..." "always beckon again." "That's law." "I was your master once and so shall be again." "If you are any man's wife, you are mine." "My own dear husband." "I shall die soon unless I get a word from you." "All my letter have remained unanswered." "Have you even received them?" "I long for one thing only." "And that is to see you again." "Come back to me Angel." "Come back to me and save me from the thing that threatens me." "Any reasonable person would call this a ludicrous situation." "I offered to help you." "You wanned all of that." "You prefer to turnyourself into gypsies." "Please go." "In other words, Mrs. Clare, you are asking me to let you starve in peace." "Go away!" "You'll be civil yet." "What's to become of me and my poor little mites?" "WE be the D'Urberville family." "It's written there isn't it?" "Oh yeah... it's written there fine enough." "I grant you." "But the rooms have been taken." "You never sent in your deposits." "He means the money to pay for the account, mother." "There's more to life than money sir!" "You can not leave these poor, fatherless children in the streets." "It would be a crime!" "Missus..." "Hospitality is sacred, even among the Pagan Turks!" "Please Missus... tis your own fault." "We'll see about that." "We are a true descendents of the knightly D'Urbervilles." "Nobody leaves us in the streets like raw apples." "Not in the home of our ancestors." "Our boards are in the crip there laid out there in their carpets." "what's with you..." "No, my dear." "What's true is true." "Your poor father's eyes are on us." "We mustn't shame him." "Oh lord protect his own." "On the weekly champ he punished." "Ladies stopping here then?" "no my good man. we are going on." "Good man... good man..." "I ought to get by to Marlott." "Unload Darrell." "Where?" "Here!" "Here?" "Yes Here." "We shall camp beside our church until the town of our ancestors," "Find us our shelters." "Now come on children." "Set to work." "Why am I on the wrong side of this door?" "Yeah!" "It's me Father, Angel!" "My boy, my poor boy." "I've been ill but I'm alright now." "Why have you treated me so monstrously Angel?" "I do not deserve it." "I have thought it over carefully and I can never, never forgive you." "You are cruel." "I shall try to forget you." "All I ever received of your hands is injustice." "Mr Durbeyfield." "Beg your pardon?" "You are Mr Durbeyfield?" "They don't live here no more." "Since when?" "Since John Durbeyfield died." "Do you know where they went?" "Durbeyfield... from 1832 to 1888 more properly D'Urberville of once powerful family of that name" "and directly descended through illustrious lines of Pagan D'Urberville." "Likes of a conqueror." "How are the mighty fallen?" "Ah yes... how indeed." "May I?" "for the poor." "I prefer to settle the Mason's account." "You'd think he's never been paid for his work." "They were an odd family." "My collegue Mr Tringham, would have done better to have kept his mouth shut." "I should like to see Mrs Clare." "Tess" "Yes I know." "She's not here." "You are Mrs. Durbeyfield." "Yes" "Where is she living?" "I don't know." "I'm her husband." "I guessed as much." "Then tell me where she is." "Please, tell me." "Leave her." "Leave her in peace." "My poor girl's suffered enough." "She don't care to see you sir." "Never." "Mrs Durbeyfield, take pity on a lonely, wretched man." "Tell me where to find her." "I beg you." "She's at Sandbourne." "Sandbourne?" "But where?" "It's a large town these days." "That's all I know." "Sandbourne." "Excuse me." "I'm looking for a Mrs. Clare." "Would you by any chance know her address?" "Ah, George." "You got a Clare around?" "No... we've had a lot of visitors here." "You know." "Or Durbeyfield." "Miss Durbeyfield." "D'Urberville at the Herons." "That's it." "D'Urberville." "It's a boarding house sir." "Can't miss it." "Where abouts?" "Yes?" "Please excuse me for calling at this hour." "But do you have a Teresa D'Urberville staying in your board?" "Mrs D'Urberville you mean?" "Yes." "Please come in." "Would be kind enough to tell her that her relative is anxious to see her?" "It's rather early sir." "What name shall I give?" "Angel." "Mr Angel?" "Angel." "It's my christian name." "She'll understand." "I'll go and see if she's awake." "Tess." "I came to ask your forgiveness." "It's too late." "Too late?" "My darling wife." "I've come to fetch you." "I'm going to..." "Don't come near me Angel please." "Too Late." "Too Late." "I'm not the man I was." "I've suffered too." "I humbly beg you to forgive me." "Yes. yes..." "But I tell you it's too late." "Don't you know at all?" "Don't you?" "How did you find your way here?" "I saw your mother." "I waited and waited for you." "But you didn't come." "I wrote to you." "But you didn't come." "He has been good tome." "To all of us." "He's won me back to him." "He's upstairs." "Go now Angel." "Go please." "Never come back anymore." "Good morning my dear" "WEll, what's the matter now?" "You feeling unwell?" "Is that why you have the vapours?" "Yes?" "No?" "yes I know." "You are moping as usual." "For god's sake, try and make an effort." "Did you have a bad dream?" "Brazil perhaps?" "These mooning hysterics of yours are in poor taste." "Don't forget we are lunching with the Bennets." "I'd like you to look presentable." "A genuine D'Urberville." "I came to tell you that I killed him." "I've done it." "I don't know how" "I don't know." "I tried to rake him with my glove put the blood in his mouth" "I thought I might be capable of it" "Yes... yes." "It was from that day on" "What's mean?" "I've killed him" "I won't desert you." "I shall protect you by every means in my power." "Whatever you may or may not have done, I love you." "I love you." "Will they hang me?" "WE must get out at the next station and head north on foot." "They'll be looking for us at the Wessex ports." "Once we reach the north we'll go abroad." "WE have makings of a mule here." "and a bottle of wine." "Rest at last." "We must leave at once." "We must leave here as soon as possible." "My life couldn't be a matter of weeks?" "Why not wait for them here?" "Since they'll catch me in any case." "I'm going to save you." "Do you hear?" "I'm going to save you." "Can't we rest here?" "I'm afraid not." "By day this place is visible from miles around." "There are no stars tonight." "Perhaps we could have made our souls take flight together." "Do they sacrifice to god here?" "No ." "To the sun I believe." "It's a Pagan temple." "Older than the ages." "Older than the D'Urbervilles." "Do you think we shall meet again after death?" "I'm afraid Angel." "I'm afraid." "There's no use sir." "The whole country's roused." "She's sleeping." "Just a little longer." "Have they come for me?" "Yes." "I'm ready." "Sub synchronization by ShooCat Thanks to Spanishlorito for the Spanish subs"