Let me in. Let me in. I'm lost on the moor.
7 seconds sound clip from the Wuthering Heights (1939)) classic radio play.
You can hear this line at 00:06:04 in the radio play.
Quote context
[...]
- And the tall chap downstairs, with the piercing eyes?
- That'll be Master Heathcliff, sir.
- And the once-lovely lady, who looks at him with fear?
- That's his wife, Mistress Isabella.
- Well, er, good night, sir. If you want anything, there's the bell rope. My name is Ellen.
- Thank you, Ellen. Good night.
- The window! The catch broke in the wind.
- Let me in. Let me in. I'm lost on the moor.
- Let me in. I'm lost on the moor. Heathcliff! Heathcliff!
- Good heavens, a hand! A cold hand grabbed my wrist.
- Didn't you hear the voice? A woman shouting she's lost on the moor.
- A voice, out there! A woman crying that she's lost!
[...]