- And what'll his name be?
- His name? Why, I think we'll call him... Heathcliff.
- Yes, sir. Come, Heathcliff.
11 seconds sound clip from the Wuthering Heights (1939)) classic radio play.
You can hear this line at 00:08:55 in the radio play.
Quote context
[...]
- Cathy, don't make me ashamed of you.
- Hindley, he will sleep in your room.
- In my room? I won't let him! He's a dirty gypsy!
- That'll do, Hindley. You must learn to share things.
- Take charge of the lad, Ellen.
- His name? Why, I think we'll call him... Heathcliff.
- That dark, brooding boy brought a subtle change to life at Wuthering Heights.
- But neither Cathy nor Hindley were open and frank anymore. And one day the children fought...
- Your father gave me this pony! It's mine! Give me that pony, do you hear?
- Or I'll tell Father how you boasted that you'd turn us out when he died.
[...]