Ext. A midsummer dawn. Thornfield the grounds

INT. NIGHT. THORNFIELD - JANE'S BEDROOM/ THE GALLERY.

Jane wakes, hearing a savage, sharp shriek of such power

and intensity it seems to tear the night in two.

Overhead, the sounds of a struggle begin - a deadly one.

Jane hears footsteps rush past her door. She starts to pull

on her dress. She hears a man's voice from above:

MASON (O.S.)

Help! Rochester, for God's sake

come!

A great stamp on the floor above; something falls with a

thud; silence. Jane grabs her candle and leaves her room.

The guests likewise are all issuing from their rooms; some

with candles, some stumbling into the dark. The gallery is

filling with terrified ladies and shocked gentlemen. Their

shadows dance grotesquely on the walls.