After the death of Catherine, Heathcliff got on thinking of Catherine, although he had won in his revenge plan, but he's not happy at all. Because he has lost his beloved Catherine. One day, he dig out Catherine's coffin, he would like to bury with his woman. Not long after, he was dead peacefully. He met Catherine's soul and they traveled the place they once lived, and their memories are full of each other.
Heathcliff: Catherine, my Catherine, is that you, standing right in front of me?
Catherine: Yes! Absolutely I am Catherine, Heathcliff. I have waited for you for such a long time, one year? Five years? Or even ten years!
Heathcliff: Catherine, I'm sorry! I really miss you a lot. I miss the time we got in the Heights, it is always the most delight years in my life.
Catherine: Yes, Heathcliff. I still remember the day you came, brought up by my kind father, I really need to thanks my father, is he who brought you to my life.
At first, I didn't fancy you, you looked so cross and dark, exactly a gypsy!
Heathcliff: I admitted that I am a gypsy, the first few months is such a nightmare to me! Hit by Hindley, teased by Nelly and you, Catherine. Did I even take revenge on you? No, I didn't , because I admired you, love you wholeheartedly. But not that damnable Hindley, from the first day on. I have been trying to settle how I shall pay Hindley back. I don't care how long I wait, if I can only do it, at last. I hope he will not die before I do! Those bruises he made can't be rubbed off forever, and my anger just keeps on growing everyday.