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Last night I dreamt I was back in Manderley
Mrs. Danvers: You don't need to sneak around here. Why didn't you say you wanted to see Mrs. De Winter's bedroom? I'll be happy to show you whenever you wish. Come along This morning I put her slippers in front of the bed, as she always liked. I do that every day, as if she were still here.
This is where I dressed her in the morning. "Dannie," she used to say, "I trust your taste completely. Whatever you choose for me, it will be the right thing". She trusted me blindly. And I held her in high esteem. Everyone appreciated Mrs. De Winter. She was the most interesting and beautiful woman imaginable. No one will ever replace her, not even you.
Mrs. De Winter II: Oh, I would like that too -
Mrs. Danvers: And look, this is where I did her hair every day. She sat at the dressing table - sit down - and I brushed her hair. Just like that. - Why don't you stay seated? - Many times. It was long and brunette. Mr. De Winter was crazy about her hair.
When I had finished doing her hair, she asked for her perfume. Mr. De Winter had brought it for her from Monte Carlo. See all those little stars on the bottle? They reminded him of her eyes, said Mr. De Winter.
Mrs. De Winter loved the perfume very much. "Take good care of it, Dannie!" she always said, "it's of incredible value to me!". Of course, I was terribly careful with it, so nothing happened to it.
Would you like to try it? I'll dab it on for you.
Mrs. De Winter II: Oh no, thank you, that won't be necessary -
Mrs. Danvers: I took the lid and dabbed it on her neck, just like that. Now show me your hands! I put the lid back on the bottle and dabbed a few droplets on her wrists. You never wear perfume, do you? Rub your wrists together gently, that's what Mrs. De Winter always did. She loved the scent. "Dannie, you know what?" she sometimes said, "The tangy scent reminds me of our beautiful coast off Manderley. Don't you agree?". I thought it was sweet. Can you smell the carnations, the roses and the iris?
Mrs. De Winter II: I -
Mrs. Danvers: Of course not, your nose is certainly not fine enough. It smelled sensational on Mrs. De Winter. Everyone loved the powdery veil of scent she trailed around the house. You could always smell where Mrs. De Winter had last been. Mr. De Winter sometimes followed her scent trail through Manderley. He could never get enough of it. Look here, the scent is called "Je Reviens". Do you know what that means?
Mrs. De Winter II: My French is a bit rusty, but I think it -
Mrs. Danvers: I'll return. A meaningful name, don't you think? I'm sure Mrs. De Winter is still in the house. I feel her presence every day. She's not happy. She never liked it when someone tried to take her husband away from her. She could be vindictive. She's not going to take it lying down. Do you feel comfortable in Manderley?
Mrs. De Winter II: I must leave this room!
She accidentally touches the bottle. It falls to the floor as if in slow motion.
This is where I dressed her in the morning. "Dannie," she used to say, "I trust your taste completely. Whatever you choose for me, it will be the right thing". She trusted me blindly. And I held her in high esteem. Everyone appreciated Mrs. De Winter. She was the most interesting and beautiful woman imaginable. No one will ever replace her, not even you.
Mrs. De Winter II: Oh, I would like that too -
Mrs. Danvers: And look, this is where I did her hair every day. She sat at the dressing table - sit down - and I brushed her hair. Just like that. - Why don't you stay seated? - Many times. It was long and brunette. Mr. De Winter was crazy about her hair.
When I had finished doing her hair, she asked for her perfume. Mr. De Winter had brought it for her from Monte Carlo. See all those little stars on the bottle? They reminded him of her eyes, said Mr. De Winter.
Mrs. De Winter loved the perfume very much. "Take good care of it, Dannie!" she always said, "it's of incredible value to me!". Of course, I was terribly careful with it, so nothing happened to it.
Would you like to try it? I'll dab it on for you.
Mrs. De Winter II: Oh no, thank you, that won't be necessary -
Mrs. Danvers: I took the lid and dabbed it on her neck, just like that. Now show me your hands! I put the lid back on the bottle and dabbed a few droplets on her wrists. You never wear perfume, do you? Rub your wrists together gently, that's what Mrs. De Winter always did. She loved the scent. "Dannie, you know what?" she sometimes said, "The tangy scent reminds me of our beautiful coast off Manderley. Don't you agree?". I thought it was sweet. Can you smell the carnations, the roses and the iris?
Mrs. De Winter II: I -
Mrs. Danvers: Of course not, your nose is certainly not fine enough. It smelled sensational on Mrs. De Winter. Everyone loved the powdery veil of scent she trailed around the house. You could always smell where Mrs. De Winter had last been. Mr. De Winter sometimes followed her scent trail through Manderley. He could never get enough of it. Look here, the scent is called "Je Reviens". Do you know what that means?
Mrs. De Winter II: My French is a bit rusty, but I think it -
Mrs. Danvers: I'll return. A meaningful name, don't you think? I'm sure Mrs. De Winter is still in the house. I feel her presence every day. She's not happy. She never liked it when someone tried to take her husband away from her. She could be vindictive. She's not going to take it lying down. Do you feel comfortable in Manderley?
Mrs. De Winter II: I must leave this room!
She accidentally touches the bottle. It falls to the floor as if in slow motion.
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