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Edward Rochester (Character)
from Jane Eyre (2011)

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Jane Eyre (2011)
[last lines]
Rochester: [sightless] Who's there?
Jane Eyre: [takes his hand]
Rochester: This hand.
[touching her face]
Rochester: Jane Eyre. Jane Eyre.
Jane Eyre: Edward, I am come back to you... Fairfax Rochester with nothing to say?
Rochester: You're altogether a human being Jane.
Jane Eyre: I conscientiously believe so.
Rochester: [passionate kiss] I dream.
Jane Eyre: Awaken then.
[they embrace]

Rochester: I know you; you're thinking. Talking is of no use, you're thinking how to act.
Jane Eyre: All has changed sir. I must leave you.
Rochester: No. No. Jane do you love me.
[Jane nods]
Rochester: Then the essential things are the same. Be my wife.
Jane Eyre: You have a wife.
Rochester: I pledge you my honor, my fidelity...
Jane Eyre: You cannot.
Rochester: ...my love until death do us part.
Jane Eyre: What of truth?
Rochester: I would have told you the truth.
Jane Eyre: You are deceitful sir.
Rochester: I was wrong to deceive you. I see that now, it was cowardly. I should have appealed to your spirit as I do now. Bertha Antoinette Mason, she was wanted by my father for her fortune. I hardly spoke with her before the wedding. I lived with her for 4 years. Her temper ripened, her vices sprang up, violent and unchaste. Only cruelty would check her and I'd not use cruelty. I was chained to her for life Jane. Not even the law could free me. Have you ever set foot in a mad house Jane?
Jane Eyre: No sir.
Rochester: The inmates are caged and baited like beasts. I spared her that at least. Jane?
Jane Eyre: Yes I pity you sir.
Rochester: Who would you offend by living with me? Who would care?
Jane Eyre: I would.
Rochester: You would rather drive me to madness than break some mere human law.
Jane Eyre: I must respect myself.
Rochester: Listen to me. Listen. I could bend you with my finger and my thumb. A mere reed you feel in my hands. But whatever I do with this cage, I cannot get at you, and it is your soul that I want. Why can't you come of your own free will?
Jane Eyre: God help me.

Rochester: I offer you my hand, my heart. Jane, I ask you to pass through life at my side. You are my equal and my likeness. Will you marry me?
Jane Eyre: Are you mocking me?
Rochester: You doubt me.
Jane Eyre: Entirely.

Rochester: [to Jane] I knew you would do me good in some way. I saw it in your eyes when I first beheld you.

Rochester: I'm asking what Jane Eyre would do to secure my happiness.
Jane Eyre: I would do anything for you, sir. Anything that was right.

Rochester: From whence do you hail? What's your tale of woe?
Jane Eyre: Pardon?
Rochester: All governesses have a tale of woe. What's yours?
Jane Eyre: I was brought up by my aunt, Mrs. Reed of Gateshead, in a house even finer than this. I then attended Lowood school where I received an education as good as I could hope for. I have no tale of woe, sir.
Rochester: Where are your parents?
Jane Eyre: Dead.
Rochester: Do you remember them?
Jane Eyre: No.
Rochester: And why are you not with Mrs. Reed of Gateshead now?
Jane Eyre: She cast me off, sir.
Rochester: Why?
Jane Eyre: Because I was burdensome and she disliked me.
Rochester: [Incredulous] No tale of woe?

Rochester: [after Jane and Mr. Rochester have put out a fire that was set to his bed] Say nothing about this. You are no talking fool.
Jane Eyre: But...
Rochester: I'll account for the state of affairs. Say nothing.
Jane Eyre: Yes, sir.
Rochester: Is that how you would leave me? Jane, fire is a horrible death. You've saved my life. Don't walk past me as if we were strangers.
Jane Eyre: What am I to do, then?
[Rochester offers his hand, which she hesitates before taking. He covers her hand with his and draws closer]
Rochester: I have a pleasure in owing you my life.
Jane Eyre: There is no debt.
Rochester: I knew you would do me good in some way. I saw it in your eyes when I first beheld you. Their expression did not strike my very inmost being so for nothing. People talk of natural sympathies. You...
Jane Eyre: Good night then, sir.
Rochester: You will leave me, then.
Jane Eyre: I am cold.
Rochester: Go.

Rochester: What is it? Jane Eyre with nothing to say?
Jane Eyre: Everything seems unreal.
Rochester: I am real enough.
Jane Eyre: You, sir, are the most phantom-like of all.

Jane Eyre: I have lived a full life here. I have not been trampled on. I have not been petrified. I have not been excluded from every glimpse that is bright. I have known you, Mr. Rochester and it strikes me with anguish to be torn from you.
Rochester: Then why must you leave?
Jane Eyre: Because of your wife.
Rochester: I have no wife.
Jane Eyre: But your are to be married.
Rochester: Jane, you must stay.
Jane Eyre: And become nothing to you?...
[near tears]
Jane Eyre: Am I a machine with out feelings? Do you think that because I am poor, plain, obscure, and little that I am souless and heartless? I have as much soul as you and full as much heart. And if God had possessed me with beauty and wealth, I could make it as hard for you to leave me as I to leave you... I'm not speaking to you through mortal flesh. It is my spirit that addresses your spirit, as it passes throguh the grave and stood at God's feet equal. As we are.
Rochester: [taking her hand] As we are.
Jane Eyre: [trying to pull away] I am a free human being with an independent will, which I now exert to leave you.
Rochester: Than let you will decide your destiny. I offer you my hand, my heart. Jane, I ask you too pass through life at my side. You are my equal, my likeness... Will you marry me?
Jane Eyre: Are you mocking me?
Rochester: Do you doubt me?
Jane Eyre: Entirely.

Rochester: [sitting on the steps] This spring, I came home heart sore and soul withered. Then I met a gentle stranger whose society revives me. With her, I feel like I could live again in a higher, purer way.
[looking at Jane]
Rochester: Tell me... Am I justified in over leaping an obstacle of custom to obtain her?
Jane Eyre: There's an obstacle?
Rochester: A mere conventional impediment.
Jane Eyre: But what can it be? If you cherish an affection, sir than fortune alone cannot impede you.
Rochester: Yes.
Jane Eyre: And if the lady is of noble stock and has indicated that she may reciprocate.
Rochester: [bewildered] Jane, of whom do you think I speak?
Jane Eyre: Of Ms. Ingram.
Rochester: [rising to his feet] I am asking what Jane Eyre would do yo secure my happiness.
Jane Eyre: I would do anything for you, sir. Anything that was right.
Rochester: ...You transfix me quite. I feel I can speak to you now of my lovely one. If you've met her and know her. She's a rare one, isn't she? Fresh and healthy, without soil or taint. I'm sure she'd regenerate me with a vengeance.

Rochester: I can see in you the glance of a curious sort of bird through the close-set bars of a cage, a vivid, restless, captive. Were it but free, it would soar, cloud high.

Rochester: [to Jane] Although you are not pretty any more than I am handsome, I must say, it becomes you.

Jane Eyre (1970) (TV)
Edward Rochester: You're very cool. An orphan child of low degree, where do you find such coolness?
Jane Eyre: Out of my head, sir.
Edward Rochester: The one I see on your shoulders?
Jane Eyre: Yes, sir.
Edward Rochester: And has it other furniture of the same kind within?
Jane Eyre: It is well stocked, I hope, sir.

Edward Rochester: [Mr. Rochester is looking at the fire for two minutes and Jane is looking at him for the same length of time. Then, turning suddenly, he catches her eyes fixed on his face] You examine me, Miss Eyre. Find me handsome?
Jane Eyre: No, sir.

Jane Eyre: Why do you confide in me like this? What are you and she to me? Do you think because I am poor and plain I have no feelings? I promise you... if God had gifted me with wealth and beauty, I should make it as hard for you to leave me now, as it is for me to leave you. But He did not. Yet my spirit can address yours, as if both had passed through the grave and stood before Him equal.
Edward Rochester: Jane.
Jane Eyre: Let me go, sir.
Edward Rochester: I love you. I love you!
Jane Eyre: Please, don't make me foolish.
Edward Rochester: Foolish? I need you! What is Blanche to me? I know what I am to her, money to manure her father's lands with. Marry me, Jane, say you'll marry me.
Jane Eyre: You mean it?
Edward Rochester: You torture me with your doubts. Say yes. Say yes! God forgive me, and let no man middle with me... for I will keep her, keep her.

Edward Rochester: You saved my life.
Jane Eyre: Well... good night, sir.
Edward Rochester: I knew you would do me good. I've felt it always. There is something about you, Jane...
Jane Eyre: Well, good night, sir.

Edward Rochester: [Jane is not at all in a mood to watch and listen. She goes out. Rochester follows her] Jane! Where are you going?
Jane Eyre: To bed, sir. I'll send Sofie for Adele.
Edward Rochester: Look at me. You are depressed. What for?
Jane Eyre: Nothing, sir. Nothing. I'm not depressed.
Edward Rochester: But you are. There are tears in your eye. You see, one has slipped from the lash and fallen... Very well. I excuse you tonight.
Jane Eyre: 's sir.

Edward Rochester: No husband yet? That's bad, Jane. You're not pretty, you know, you can't be choosey.
Jane Eyre: No, sir.
Edward Rochester: Still, I'm surprised you've not been asked.
Jane Eyre: I didn't say I had not been asked, sir.
Edward Rochester: I see. That's good, Jane, you should be married.
Jane Eyre: Yes, sir, I think so. And so should you. You can't be choosey, sir, any more than I.

Edward Rochester: I'm sure some fool will find you soon enough.
Jane Eyre: I hope so, sir, some fool... that found me once before.

Edward Rochester: [Jane goes towards the door] Jane, wait!
[Jane stops immediately and turns, with tears shining in her eyes]
Edward Rochester: Wait...

Edward Rochester: [Jane stops immediately, then returns to Rochester, knees down, looking into his eyes with love] Wait a while. Wait just a while...

Edward Rochester: Jane-, Jane-, Jane-, Jane-, Jane! Jane! Jane! Jane! Jane Eyre-! Jane Eyre-!...

Jane Eyre (1996)
Mr. Rochester: Do you think me handsome?
Jane Eyre: No sir.

Mr. Rochester: Are you fond of presents?
Jane Eyre: I hardly know. I have little experience of them.

Mr. Rochester: Jane, you're a strange and almost unearthly thing.

Mr. Rochester: This is my wife. Your sister, Mason. Look at her. She is mad! So was her mother. So was her grandmother. Three generations of violent lunacy. I wasn't told about that, was I, Mason? All I was told about was that my father had made a suitable match, one that would prop up his dwindling fortune and give your family the Rochester name! I did what I was TOLD! And Bertha was kept away from me, until the wedding was cleverly done. Everyone got what they wanted... except me. Even she is better off here than she would be in a lunatic asylum, but I have spent the last fifteen years in TORMENT!
[looks at Jane]
Mr. Rochester: And this what I, what I wished to have. This young girl who stands so grave and quiet at the mouth of hell. Look at the difference. Then judge me, priest on the gospel and man of the law, and remember with what judgment ye judge, ye... Off with you now.

Mr. Rochester: Sometimes I have the strangest feeling about you. Especially when you are near me as you are now. It feels as though I had a string tied here under my left rib where my heart is, tightly knotted to you in a similar fashion. And when you go to Ireland, with all that distance between us, I am afraid that this cord will be snapped, and I shall bleed inwardly.

Mr. Rochester: I love you as my own flesh. I beg of you to marry me. Say "Edward, give me my name." Say "Edward, I will marry you."

Jane Eyre: I received a letter this morning. If you please, sir, I want leave of absence.
Mr. Rochester: Why?
Jane Eyre: Because of an old lady who is sick.
Mr. Rochester: What old lady?
Jane Eyre: Her name is Mrs. Reed. She is my aunt.
Mr. Rochester: I thought you said you didn't have any relatives.
Jane Eyre: None that would own me, sir. Mrs. Reed cast me off when I was a child.
Mr. Rochester: Then why must you go rushing off to see her?
Jane Eyre: She's dying. I can't ignore her dying wish.
Mr. Rochester: [pause] You won't be persuaded to stay?
Jane Eyre: No, sir. I will return to Thornfield.
Mr. Rochester: So you and I must say goodbye?
Jane Eyre: Yes, sir.
Mr. Rochester: And how does one perform that ceremony? Teach me, I am not quite up to it.
Jane Eyre: They say "farewell," or any other form they prefer.
Mr. Rochester: Farewell, Miss Eyre. At the present. Is that all?
Jane Eyre: Yes, sir.
Mr. Rochester: Then we shake hands.
[shakes her hand]
Mr. Rochester: Remember your promise.

Mr. Rochester: Just one last kiss before you leave.
Jane Eyre: I shall never leave. You will never be alone for as long as I shall live.

Mr. Rochester: It feels as though I had a string, tied here under my left rib where my heart is, tightly knotted to you.

Jane Eyre (1943)
Jane Eyre: I should never mistake informality for insolence. One, I rather like; the other, no free-born person would submit to, even for a salary.
Edward Rochester: Humbug! Most free-born people would submit to anything for a salary.

Edward Rochester: I put my requests in an absurd way. The fact is once and for all, I do not wish to treat you as an inferior, but I've baffled through varied experiences with many men of many nations and roved over the globe while you've spent your whole life with one set of people in one house. Don't you agree it gives me the right to be masterful and abrupt?
Jane Eyre: Do as you please, sir. You pay me 30 pounds a year for receiving your orders.

Edward Rochester: Are you always drawn to the loveless and unfriended?
Jane Eyre: When it's deserved.

Blanche Ingram: [as she and Rochester emerge from the house into the garden:] It is a beautiful place, your Thornfield.
Edward Rochester: As a dungeon, it serves its purpose.
Blanche Ingram: Dungeon? Why, it's a paradise!
[Rochester grunts. Blanche goes on:]
Blanche Ingram: Though of course, if one lived here, one would really have to have a house in London, wouldn't one?
Edward Rochester: [dry:] Unquestionably. And a little apartment in Paris, perhaps a villa on the Mediterranean.
Blanche Ingram: How delightful that would be! But Thornfield would always be there, as a retreat from the world. A green haven of peace and... and love.
Edward Rochester: Love? Who's talking of love? All a fellow needs is a bit of distraction. A houseful of beautiful women every now and then to keep him from brooding on his woes -
Edward Rochester: peering too closely into the mysteries of his heart.
Blanche Ingram: That is, if he has a heart. And sometimes I wonder, Edward, if you really do have one.
Edward Rochester: [unperturbed:] Have I ever done or said anything to make you believe that I have? If so, I assure you it was quite unintentional.
Blanche Ingram: Are you never serious?
Edward Rochester: Never more than at this moment, except perhaps when I'm eating my dinner.
Blanche Ingram: Really, Edward, you can be revoltingly coarse sometimes.
Edward Rochester: [not as a question:] Can I ever be anything else.
Blanche Ingram: Can you?
[She lays a hand on his arm and draws him around to look at her]
Blanche Ingram: Would I have come to Thornfield if you couldn't?
Edward Rochester: Ha, that's a very nice point, Blanche. Would you, or would you not? We'll begin by considering the significant facts of the case. Mr. Rochester is revoltingly coarse, and as ugly as sin...
Blanche Ingram: [interrupting:] Edward! I...
Edward Rochester: [light and cheerful, all through:] Allow me, my dear Blanche - I repeat, as ugly as sin. Secondly, he flirts sometimes, but is careful never to talk about love or marriage. However - this is the third point - Lady Ingram is somewhat impoverished,
[she gives him a sharp look]
Edward Rochester: whereas the revolting Mr. Rochester has an assured income of eight thousand a year. Now in view of all this, what is the attitude that Miss Blanche may be expected to take? From my experience of the world, I'd surmise that she would ignore the coarseness, et cetera, until such time as Mr. R is safely...
Blanche Ingram: How dare you!
Edward Rochester: [laughing outright] Now now now, no horseplay!
Blanche Ingram: I've never been so grossly insulted in all my...
Edward Rochester: [quite cheerful] Insulted? My dear Blanche, I merely paid you the enormous compliment of being completely honest!
Blanche Ingram: Mr. Rochester, you are a boor and a cur!
[He watches as she stalks off. Fade to black. Fade up: the Ingram party is riding away from Thornfield]

Jane Eyre: Do you think I can stay here become nothing to you? Do you think because I'm poor and obscure and plain that I'm soulless and heartless? I have as much soul is you and fully as much heart. But if God had gifted me with wealth and beauty, I should have made it as hard for you to leave me as it is now for me to leave you. There, I've spoken my heart, now let me go...
Edward Rochester: Jane, Jane... you strange, almost unearthly thing. You that I love as my own flesh.
Jane Eyre: Don't mock me now.

"Jane Eyre: Episode #1.4" (2006)
Edward Fairfax Rochester: Where are my candles? Do you think because I'm blind I don't need them?

Jane Eyre: I'm an independent woman. My uncle died and left my £20,000. I gave most of it away.
Edward Fairfax Rochester: No, I could never have dreamed such detail.

Jane Eyre: Have you a pocket comb about you, sir?
Edward Fairfax Rochester: What for?
Jane Eyre: I need to comb out this shaggy black mane. I find you quite alarming this close and you accuse *me* of being supernatural.
Edward Fairfax Rochester: Am I hideous, Jane?
Jane Eyre: Very sir. You always were, you know.
Edward Fairfax Rochester: You haven't lost your wickedness, wherever you've been.

Jane Eyre: When do you have supper?
Edward Fairfax Rochester: I never take supper.
Jane Eyre: Well, you shall tonight for I am very hungry.

"Jane Eyre: Episode #1.3" (2006)
Edward Fairfax Rochester: Something the matter?
Blanche Ingram: Not at all. I was taking a walk through the hall before dinner.
Edward Fairfax Rochester: And did you like what you see?
Blanche Ingram: Naturally. It could do with a little management. A few new furnishings here and there.
Edward Fairfax Rochester: And you feel you'd like to take all this on?
[Blanche gives him her most winning smile]
Edward Fairfax Rochester: What do you really *want* Blanche?

Edward Fairfax Rochester: I'm not interested in pleasing Mrs. Fairfax.
[Jane gives him a look]
Edward Fairfax Rochester: But for you, for you I will obey.

"Jane Eyre: Thornfield (#1.3)" (1983)
Edward Fairfax Rochester: [after his fall with the horse] Damnation!

Jane Eyre: You are... Mr. Rochester.
Edward Fairfax Rochester: An intelligent deduction, Miss Eyre.

"Jane Eyre: Rochester (#1.4)" (1983)
Edward Fairfax Rochester: Dread remorse when you are tempted to err, Miss Eyre. Remorse is the poison of life.
Jane Eyre: Repentance is said to be its cure, sir.
Edward Fairfax Rochester: It is not its cure. Reformation, maybe.

"Jane Eyre: Reunion (#1.11)" (1983)
Edward Fairfax Rochester: Am I hideous, Jane?
Jane Eyre: Yes, sir. You always were, you know.