Jane Eyre

I will die.

St. John?

I found her at the door.

She's white as death.

Hannah, some of that hot milk.

St. John, we would have stumbled upon her corpse in the morning.

And she would have haunted us for turning her away.

- She's no vagrant. - I'm sure of it.

There's milk for you.

Here.

Ask her her name.

What's your name?

Jane Eyre.

Tell us how we may help you.

Your name?

Where are you?

Must hide...

St. John, we must get her warm.

ST. JOHN Let us take her upstairs.

Will she die?

Where are you, rat?

I know you're here.

If you crawl out and say, "Forgive me, Master Reed,"

I might consider it.

Mama. John.

There you are.

That book belongs to me, rat.

It belongs to my Uncle Reed.

Spoilt, miserable brat!

- Mama! - For shame!

Mama!

You wretched imp!

She attacked me.

I hate you, John Reed! I hate you! Hilary, take her! Take her!

Lock her in the red room.

No!

Please, please! No, it's haunted. Please. It's haunted! No!

Please! Please!

If you don't sit still, you will be tied down!

What we do is for your own good.

Pray for forgiveness, Miss Eyre,

or something bad will come down that chimney and fetch you away.

Let me out, please! Have mercy, Aunt Reed! Please!

Do you know, Jane Eyre, where the wicked go after death?

They go to hell.

And what is hell?

A pit full of fire.

Should you like to fall into this pit

and be burned there forever?

No, sir.

How might you avoid it?

I must keep in good health and not die.

What is her parentage?

She's an orphan.

Her mother was my husband's sister.

On his deathbed he exhorted me to care for her.

I have always treated her as one of my own.

If you accept her at Lowood School, Mr. Brocklehurst,

keep a strict eye on her.

She has a heart of spite,

and I'm sorry to say that her worst fault is that of deceit.

You can rest assured

that we shall root out the wickedness

in this small, ungrateful plant.

And as for its vacations,

it must spend them all at Lowood.

You may leave.

You said I was a liar. I'm not.

If I were, I should say I loved you, and I don't.

I dislike you worse than anybody in the world.

People think you are good, but you're bad and hard-hearted.

I'll let everyone know what you have done.

Children must be corrected for their faults.

Deceit is not my fault.

But you are passionate.

My Uncle Reed is in heaven, so are my mother and father.

They know how you hate me and wish me dead. They can see.

They see everything you do and they will judge you, Mrs. Reed.

Get out.

- Next. - Show me your hands.

Stop there.

Very grand.

Next.

Step out of your fine dress.

Stay there.

Show me your hands.

My name is Jane Elliott.

Who can we send for to help you?

No one.

I mustn't ever be found.

Join me to Thyself

with an inseparable band of love.

For Thou, even Thou alone,

dost satisfy him that loveth Thee.

And without Thee, all things are vain and empty.

Amen.

Amen.

It's wonderful to see you up, Miss Elliott.

Last week we thought we'd be escorting your remains

to an unmarked grave.

She read The Bride of Lindorf

and suddenly it's all woebegone maidens and dramatic deaths.

I'm sorry to have caused so much trouble.

Nonsense.

You're the most exciting thing that's happened here

since St. John's sermon on the fall of Babylon.

I hope I'll not be eating long at your expense, Mr. Rivers.

Then tell me where to place you.

Show me where to seek work, that is all I ask.

You're not fit enough to work. Is she, Di?

No. Stay with us.

You return to your posts at the end of the month.

What must Miss Elliott do then?

I'll endeavor to help you,

if that's what you wish.

With all my heart, sir.

This school you were at, Miss Elliott,

this charitable institution,

what did it prepare you for?

Was it a thorough education?

Most thorough.

A little wit...

A little wit...

...will serve...

...a fortunate man.

Again. A little wit...

A little wit...

...will serve...

...a fortunate man.

Burns!

I will not have you before me in that attitude.

All rise.

I see you are mortifying this girl's flesh.

Sir, she was not...

It is your mission to render her contrite and self-denying.

Continue.

The new girl.

This is the pedestal of infamy,

and you will remain upon it all day long.

You will have neither food nor drink,

for you must learn how barren is the life of a sinner.

Children, I exhort you to shun her, exclude her,

shut her out from this day forth.

Withhold the hand of friendship

and deny your love to Jane Eyre,

the liar.

How do you bear being struck?

Miss Scatcherd hits me to improve me.

She's tormented by my faults.

If she hit me, I'd get that birch

and break it under her nose.

She'd find another soon enough.

My father used to preach that life's too short

to spend in nursing animosity.

At my aunt's house, I was solitary and despised.

She thought I could do without one bit of love or kindness.

You are loved.

There's an invisible world all around you,

a kingdom of spirits commissioned to guard you, Jane.

Do you not see them?

Jane?

Have you something for me to do?

You're doing something already.

May I see?

These are wonderful.

St. John...

No, Mary, please...

See how skilled Jane is.

Is this how you perceive me, Miss Elliott?

Well. How fierce I am.

Jane.

You're freezing. Your little feet are bare.

Come into bed and cover yourself.

How are you?

I'm happy, Jane.

I'm going home.

Back to your father?

I'm going to God.

Don't be sad.

You have a passion for living, Jane.

And one day you'll come to the region of bliss.

Don't leave me.

I like to have you near.

I will not leave you.

No one shall take me from you.

Helen!

Helen!

Mr. Rivers? I wondered if you had yet heard of any work I could do.

I found you a situation some time ago,

but I've delayed telling you because the work is lowly and I fear you'll scorn it.

I shan't mind what I do.

When I took over the parish two years ago, it had no school.

I opened one for boys. I now intend to open one for girls.

The schoolmistress will have a cottage paid for by benefactors

and she'll receive £15 a year.

You can see how humble, how ignoble it is.

Mr. Rivers, thank you.

I accept.

With all my heart.

But you comprehend me?