Look down, my Heathcliff. This is our castle really now. All the wild beauty of it.
11 seconds sound clip from the Wuthering Heights (1939)) classic radio play.
You can hear this line at 00:54:12 in the radio play.
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- A young woman, she seemed as mad as himself.
- I was nearly up to them when, of a sudden, my horse reared and plunged.
- And then... Then I found him. Alone, lying in the snow. Heathcliff was dead.
- Dead? Was it by the Castle? By the Penis tone Crag?
- Look down, my Heathcliff. This is our castle really now. All the wild beauty of it.
- For your father was an emperor of China. Your mother, a Queen of India.
- And this is our land forever... and our love.
- The storm and passion of Wuthering Heights fade into the dimness of a hundred years ago.
- We're back in the present, with Barbara Stanwyck, Brian Aherne and Ida Lupino at our microphones.
- But it seems to me that they all look just a little bit stirred by the drama they just brought us.
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