Rebecca1940

2nd Mrs. de Winter:
You know, I, I wish there could be an invention that bottled up a memory like perfume and it never faded, never got stale. Then, whenever I wanted to, I could uncork the bottle and, and live the memory all over again.

Maxim de Winter:
And what particular moment in your young life would you want to keep?

2nd Mrs. de Winter:
Oh, all of them. All these last few days. I, I feel as though I've, I've collected a whole shelf full of bottles.

Maxim de Winter:
Sometimes, you know, those little bottles contain demons that have a way of popping out at you just as you're trying most desperately to forget.