Classic Scene #50: Rebecca

I hated her...

by Rebecca |
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MAXIM: Will you look into my eyes and tell me that you love me now? (She turns away from him and staggers to the doorway) You see? I was right. It’s too late.

MRS. DE WINTER: (She comes back and grabs him) No, it’s not too late. You’re not to say that! I love you more than anything in the world. Oh please, maxim, kiss me, please...

MAXIM: No. It’s no use. It’s too late.

MRS. DE WINTER: We can’t lose each other now. We must be together always. No secrets, no shadows.

MAXIM: We may only have a few days, a few hours.

MRS. DE WINTER: Maxim, why didn’t you tell me before?

MAXIM: I nearly did sometimes, but you never seemed close enough.

MRS DE. WINTER: How could we be close when you were always thinking of Rebecca? How could I even ask you to love me when I knew you loved Rebecca still?

MAXIM: What are you talking about? What do you mean?

MRS. DE WINTER: Whenever you touched me I, I knew you were comparing me with Rebecca. Whenever you looked at me or spoke to me or walked with me in the garden, I knew you were thinking, “This I did with Rebecca, and this, and this...” Oh it’s true, isn’t it?

MAXIM: (Appalled) You thought I loved Rebecca? You thought that? I hated her...

(She reels back, amazed...)

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