Synopsis: In Victorian England, literary siblings Emily and Charlotte Bronte vie for the affection of the Reverend Arthur Nichols. Along with their sister Anne, Emily and Charlotte also try to help their tormented brother Branwell, a gifted artist whose life is being destroyed by alcohol.
Genre: Biography, Drama
Director(s): Curtis Bernhardt
Production: Warner Bros.
107 min


Miss Branwell's package, Ted.

Here we are, Miss Branwell.

I think you'll find these will keep the

young ladies warm for the journey.

This is Miss Anne's and Miss Charlotte's.

Miss Emily I understand

will be with us yet awhile.

Yes, Mr Ames.

Miss Emily will remain at home.

Good day, Miss Branwell.

The Vicar's girls going into service.

What is the world coming to.

Good day, Lady Thornton,

this is indeed a pleasure.

Good day, Miss Branwell. Tell Miss

Charlotte that I received her letter.

And I am glad to accede to

her most unusual request.

Charles, give Miss Branwell the parcel.

No doubt, your niece intends to employ

it for some admirable domestic purpose.

But, but I think there must be

some mistake Lady Thornton.

There is no mistake, Miss Branwell.

Miss Charlotte writes

with a clear, bold hand.

A very bold hand, I may say.

Good day Miss Branwell.

To the Poorhouse, Charles.



Emily .. Anne!

Charlotte! Branwell!

Emily, Charlotte, Anne!


I am endeavouring to compose

a sermon on the virtues of silence.

And I am endeavouring

to retain my composure.

Oh, that shameless girl!

May I ask what you are talking about?

Brown wrapping-paper!

The humiliation of it.

Tabby, where are the children?

Out yonder, I reckon.

Up on the moor.

Yes, and the gooseberries uncleaned and

the potatoes unpeeled, I have no doubt.

Your children, Mr Bront.

Oh, yes.

They are always my children when

they incur your displeasure I notice.

But when you have reason to approve their

conduct, it is your brilliant nephew.

Your talented nieces.

Such occasions are

rare indeed, Mr Bront.

Oh Branwell, please. Put me down.

Let me go, Branwell, let me go.

So your brother cannot paint nor write.

Are you still of that opinion sister Anne?

I never said that.

I said it's not your place to announce

your genius at the top of your lungs.

I think I know my place, Anne. And you

very shortly, are going to know yours.

Emily! Charlotte!

Branwell, put me down!

Branwell, please.

In the middle of the stream,

Anne, is a deep pool.

At the bottom of the pool

there dwells a large eel.

Emily! Charlotte!

It is my intention to

drop you in that pool.

Let me go, Branwell or I shall drown.

Drowning was good enough for Shelley and

he was a better poet than you are, Anne.

Very well, drown me.


Really, your sense of humour is

becoming more warped every day.

Put her down, you great bully.

Certainly, Charlotte.

Branwell, you beast!


You have a very pretty nose, Anne.

Very pretty .. and

completely devoid of character.

She has a great deal more

character than you have, Branwell.

If you think that taking

positions as governesses.

To keep the wolf from the Bront door

denotes character or even intelligence.

How you enjoy misinterpreting

our sentiments, Branwell.

Anne and I have quite other reasons for

seeking employment. Have we not, Anne?

Yes, we're doing it ..

We wish to see life.


So that we may write of what we see.

Oh, you sicken me with

your idealistic prattlings.

Come down from your

complacent cloud, Charlotte.

Come down and discover that Emily and

I have more talent in our little fingers.

Than ever will exist in

your busy, noble brain.

This is our last day at home.

Please don't spoil it.

Amid the world's wide din around.

I hear from far, a solemn sound.

Remember me.

Solemn as a funeral knell.

I hear that soft voice so, so well.

Cry, oh remember me.

Do you want to see the world, Emily?

Or are you content to stay

at home and rot with me?

This is my world.

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