Jack Favell:
I'd like to have your advice on how to live comfortably without working hard.

Maxim de Winter:
I'm asking you to marry me, you little fool.

Mrs. de Winter:
Last night I dreamed I went to Manderley again.

Jack Favell:
I say, marriage with Max is not exactly a bed of roses, is it?

The Second Mrs. de Winter:
I'm not the sort of woman men marry.

Mrs. de Winter:
I wish I were a woman of 36, dressed in black satin with a string of pearls!

Maxim de Winter:
You thought I loved Rebecca? You thought that? I hated her!

Mrs. Edythe Van Hopper:
Most girls would give their eyes for the chance to see Monte!

Maxim de Winter:
Wouldn't that kind of defeat the purpose?

Major Giles Lacy:
Strong man, Old man.

Mrs. Danvers:
Go ahead. Jump. He never loved you, so why go on living? Jump and it will all be over...

Mrs. Danvers:
She knew everyone that mattered. Everyone loved her.

Mrs. Danvers:
Oh, you've moved her brush, haven't you?

Mrs. Danvers:
There, that's better. Just as she always laid it down. "Come on, Danny, hair drill," she would say.

Mrs. Danvers:
And I'd stand behind her like this and brush away for twenty minutes at a time.

Mrs. Danvers:
Then she would say, "Good night, Danny," and step into her bed.

The Second Mrs. de Winter:
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 de Winter:
No, it's no use. It's too late.

Maxim de Winter:
"I'll make a bargain with you," she said. "You'd look rather foolish trying to divorce me now after four days of marriage. So I'll play the part of a devoted wife, mistress of your precious Manderley. I'll make it the most famous showplace in England if you like. Then, people will visit us and envy us, and say we're the luckiest, happiest, couple in the country. What a grand show it will be! What a triumph!"

Maxim de Winter:
I can't forget what it's done to you. I've been thinking of nothing else since it happened. It's gone forever, that funny young, lost look I loved won't ever come back. I killed that when I told you about Rebecca. It's gone. In a few hours, you've grown so much older.

Maxim de Winter:
That's not the Northern lights. That's Manderley!