1:17:18
[ Chattering, Laughing ]
1:17:21
Good evening, Mr. de Winter.
1:17:29
What the devil
do you think you're doing ?
1:17:31
Rebecca ! Oh.
1:17:33
But i-it's the picture,
the one in the gallery.
1:17:39
What is it ?
What have I done ?
1:17:42
Go and take it off. It doesn't matter
what you put on. Anything will do.
1:17:47
What are you standing there for ?
Didn't you hear what I said ?
1:17:50
Sir George and Lady Moore.
1:17:53
Dudley Tennant.
Admiral and Lady Burbank.
1:18:15
I watched you go down...
just as I watched her a year ago.
1:18:19
Even in the same dress,
you couldn't compare.
1:18:21
You knew it !
You knew that she wore it,
1:18:24
and yet you deliberately
suggested I wear it !
1:18:26
Why do you hate me ? What have I done
to you that you should ever hate me so ?
1:18:29
You tried to take her place.
You let him marry you.
1:18:31
I've seen his face, his eyes.
1:18:33
They're the same as those fiirst
weeks after she died.
1:18:35
I used to listen to him
walking up and down, up and down,
1:18:38
all night long,
night after night,
1:18:41
thinking of her, suffering
torture because he'd lost her.
1:18:44
I don't want to know.
I don't want to know.
1:18:47
You thought you could be
Mrs. de Winter,
1:18:49
live in her house, walk in her steps,
take the things that were hers.
1:18:52
But she's too strong for you.
You can't fiight her.
1:18:54
No one ever got the better
of her, never, never.
1:18:57
She was beaten in the end,
but it wasn't a man, it wasn't a woman.