INT. DAY. THORNFIELD - SECOND FLOOR.
Jane unbolts her door, takes a step out of her room, and
stumbles into Rochester's arms. He has been keeping guard.
ROCHESTER
JANE -
Jane Eyre adapted by Moira Buffini March 2008 95.
His cheek has been cut by Bertha's nails.
ROCHESTER (CONT'D)
Five minutes more of that death-
like hush and I'd have forced the
lock.
He examines her face. He is desperate.
ROCHESTER (CONT'D)
No tears. Your heart has been
weeping blood. Forgive me.
Rochester buries his head in Jane's arms. She automatically
comforts him.
ROCHESTER (CONT'D)
How could I? I am a worthless
sinner. Don't spare me. Rain your
tears up on me.
JANE
I cannot.
ROCHESTER
I deserve a hail of fire.
Jane extricates herself from his embrace.
JANE
I'm tired and sick. I need some
water.
Rochester perceives Jane's inanition. He carries her down
the gallery. Jane clings on to her bag of belongings. She
has nothing else left.
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