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Pride And Prejudice Script

Lydia! Kitty!

My dear Mr Bennet, have you heard?

Netherfield Park is let at last. Do you

not want to know who has taken it?

As you wish to tell me, my dear,

I doubt I have any choice in the matter.

Kitty, what have I told you

about listening at the door?

There's a Mr Bingley

arrived from the North.

- Five thousand a year!

- Really?

- He's single!

- Who's single?

A Mr Bingley, apparently. Kitty!

How can that possibly affect them?

Mr Bennet,

how can you be so tiresome?

You know he must marry one of them.


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That is his design in settling here?

You must go and visit him at once.

Good heavens. People.

For we may not visit if you do not,

as you well know, Mr Bennet.

- Are you listening? You never listen.

- You must, Papa! At once!

There's no need. I already have.

- You have?

- When?

Oh, Mr Bennet,

how can you tease me so?

Have you no compassion

for my poor nerves?

You mistake me, my dear.

I have the highest respect for them.

They've been my constant companions

these twenty years.

Papa!

- Is he amiable?

- Who?


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- Is he handsome?

- He's sure to be.

With a year,

it would not matter if he had warts.

Who's got warts?

I will consent to

his marrying whichever girl he chooses.

- So will he come to the ball tomorrow?- I believe so.

- Mr Bennet!

- I have to have your muslin!

- I'll lend you my green slippers!

- They were mine.

- I'll do your mending for a week.

- I'll retrim your new bonnet.

Two weeks I'll do it for.

It's not the same!

It's not the same.

I can't breathe.

I think one of

my toes just came off.

If every man does not end the evening

in love with you,


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then I'm no judge of beauty.

- Or men.

- No, they are far too easy to judge.

They're not all bad.

Humourless poppycocks,

in my limited experience.

One day,

someone will catch your eye,

and then you'll have

to watch your tongue.

How good of you to come.

Which of the painted peacocks

is our Mr Bingley?

He's on the right.

On the left is his sister.

- The person with the quizzical brow?

- That is his good friend, Mr Darcy.

- He looks miserable, poor soul.

- He may be, but poor he is not.

Tell me.

a year,

and he owns half of Derbyshire.


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The miserable half.

Mr Bennet, you must introduce himto the girls immediately.

Smile at Mr Bingley. Smile.

Mary.

Mr Bingley, my eldest daughter you know.

Mrs Bennet, Miss Jane Bennet,

Elizabeth and Miss Mary Bennet.

It is a pleasure. I have two others,

but they're already dancing.

I'm delighted to make your acquaintance.

And may I introduce Mr Darcy

of Pemberley in Derbyshire.

How do you like it

here in Hertfordshire?

Very much.

The library at Netherfield,

I've heard, is one of the finest.

It fills me with guilt. I'm not a good

reader. I prefer being out of doors.


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Oh, I mean, I can read, of course.

And I'm not suggesting

you can't read out of doors.

I wish I read more, but there

seem to be so many other things to do.

That's exactly what I meant.

Mama, Mama! You will never, ever believe

what we're about to tell you.

- Tell me!

- She's going to take the veil.

- The regiment are coming!- Officers?

They're going to be stationed

the whole winter, right here.

- Officers?

- As far as the eye can see.

Oh, look.

Jane's dancing with Mr Bingley.

Mr Bennet.

- Do you dance, Mr Darcy?

- Not if I can help it.

I didn't know you were coming


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to see me. What's the matter?

We are a long way from Grosvenor Square,

are we not, Mr Darcy?

I've never seen so many pretty girls.

You were dancing

with the only handsome girl.

She is the most beautiful creature

I have ever beheld.

- But her sister Elizabeth is agreeable.

- Perfectly tolerable.

Not handsome enough to tempt me. Return

to your partner and enjoy her smiles.

You're wasting your time with me.

Count your blessings, Lizzie. If he

liked you, you'd have to talk to him.

Precisely.

I wouldn't dance with him

for all of Derbyshire,

let alone the miserable half.

Wait!

- I enjoyed that so much, Miss Lucas.


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- How well you dance, Mr Bingley.

I've never enjoyed a dance so much.

My daughter Janeis a splendid dancer, is she not?

She is indeed.

Your friend Miss Lucas

is a most amusing young woman.

Oh, yes, I adore her.

- It is a pity she's not more handsome.

- Mama!

Oh, but Lizzie

would never admit that she's plain.

Of course, it's my Jane who's considered

the beauty of the county.

Mama, please!

When she was a gentleman

was so much in love with her,

I was sure he would make her an offer.

However, he did write her

some very pretty verses.

And that put paid to it.


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I wonder who discovered the power

of poetry in driving away love.

- I thought poetry was the food of love.- Of a fine, stout love.

But if it is only a vague inclination,

one poor sonnet will kill it.

So, what do you recommend

to encourage affection?

Dancing. Even if one's partner

is barely tolerable.

Mr Bingley is just what

a young man ought to be.

- Sensible, good-humoured...

- Handsome, conveniently rich...

Marriage should not be driven

by thoughts of money.

Only deep love

will persuade me to marry.

- Which is why I'll end up an old maid.

- Do you really believe he liked me?

He danced with you most of the night,and stared at you the rest.

I give you leave to like him.

You've liked many stupider.


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You're a great deal too apt

to like people in general.

All the worldis good in your eyes.

Not his friend. I still can't believe

what he said about you.

Mr Darcy?

I'd more easily forgive his vanity

had he not wounded mine.

But no matter.

I doubt we shall ever speak again.

He danced with Miss Lucas.

We were all there, dear.

It is a shame she's not more handsome.

There's a spinster

in the making and no mistake.

The fourth with a Miss King

of little standing,

and the fifth again with Jane.

If he had any compassion,

he would've sprained his ankle.


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The way you carry on,

you'd think our girls look forwardto a grand inheritance.

When you die,

which may be very soon,

they will be left without a roof over

their head nor a penny to their name.

- Please, it's ten in the morning.

- A letter to Miss Bennet, ma'am.

From Netherfield Hall.

Praise the Lord. We are saved!

Make haste, Jane,

make haste. Oh, happy day!

It is from Caroline Bingley.

She has invited me to dine with her.

- Her brother will be dining out.

- Dining out?

- Can I take the carriage?- Let me see.

- It is too far to walk.

- This is unaccountable of him.


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Mama, the carriage for Jane?

Certainly not. She'll go on horseback.

Horseback!

Lizzie.

Now she'll have to stay the night,exactly as I predicted.

Good grief, woman,

your skills in the art of matchmaking

are positively occult.

Though I don't think, Mama,

you can take credit for making it rain.

"My friends will not hear of me

returning home until I am better.

Excepting a sore throat, a fever and

a headache, nothing is wrong with me."

If Jane does die it will be a comfort

to know it was in pursuit of Mr Bingley.

People do not die of colds.

But she may perish with the

shame of having such a mother.


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I must go to Netherfield at once.

Lady Bathurst is redecorating

her ballroom in the French style.

A little unpatriotic, don't you think?

Miss Elizabeth Bennet.

Good Lord, did you walk here?

I did.

- I'm so sorry. How is my sister?

- She's upstairs.

Thank you.

My goodness, did you

see her hem? Six inches deep in mud.

She looked positively mediaeval.

I feel such a terrible imposition.

They're being so kind to me.

I don't know who is more pleased at yourbeing here, Mama or Mr Bingley.

Thank you for tending

to my sister so diligently.


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She's in far better comfort

than at home.

It's a pleasure.

I mean, it's not a pleasure

that she's ill. Of course not.

It's a pleasure that she's here,

being ill.

Not going to be famous, our pig.

Black on the back, but not related

to the learned pig of Norwich.

- Now that pig is...

- Mr Bennet.

It's all going to plan.

He's half in love with her already.

- Who is, blossom?

- Mr Bingley.

He doesn't mind

that she hasn't a penny.

He has more than enough

for the two of them.

- How will we meet them?- Easy!

Wait for me!


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You drop something. They

pick it up. And then you're introduced.

Officers!

You write uncommonly fast, Mr Darcy.

You're mistaken. I write slowly.

How many letters you must have occasionto write, Mr Darcy.

Letters of business.

How odious I should think them.

It is fortunate, then,

they fall to me and not you.

Tell your sister I long to see her.

- I've already told her once.

- I do dote on her.

I was quite in raptures

at her beautiful design for a table.

Perhaps you will give me leave

to defer your raptures.

I have not room enoughto do them justice.

You young ladies are so accomplished.


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- What do you mean?

- You paint tables, play the piano

and embroider cushions.

I never heard of a lady,

but people say she's accomplished.

The word is applied too liberally.

I do not know more than

half a dozen women

- that are truly accomplished.

- Nor I.

Goodness, you must comprehenda great deal in the idea.

- I do.

- Absolutely.

She must have a knowledge of music,

singing, drawing, dancing

and the modern languages

to deserve the word.

And something in her airand manner of walking.

And she must improve her mind

by extensive reading.


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I'm no longer surprised at your knowing

only six accomplished women.

- I wonder at you knowing any.

- Are you so severe on your own sex?

I never saw such a woman. She would

certainly be a fearsome thing to behold.

Miss Elizabeth,

let us take a turn about the room.

It's refreshing, is it not,

after sitting so long in one attitude?

It is a small kind of accomplishment,

I suppose.

Will you not join us, Mr Darcy?

You can only have two motives,

and I would interfere with either.

What can he mean?

The surest way to disappoint him

would be to ask him nothing.

Do tell us, Mr Darcy.

Either you are

in each other's confidence

and you have

secret affairs to discuss,


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or you are conscious

that your figures

appear to the greatestadvantage by walking.

If the first,

I should get in your way.

If the second,

I can admire you much better from here.

How shall we punish him

for such a speech?

- We could laugh at him.

- No. Mr Darcy is not to be teased.

Are you too proud, Mr Darcy? And would

you consider pride a fault or a virtue?

- I couldn't say.

- We're trying to find a fault in you.

I find it hard to forgivethe follies and vices of others,

or their offences against me.

My good opinion,

once lost, is lost forever.

Oh, dear.

I cannot tease you about that.


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What a shame,

for I dearly love to laugh.

A family trait, I think.

A Mrs Bennet, a Miss Bennet,

a Miss Bennet and a Miss Bennet, sir.

Are we to receive every

Bennet in the country?

What an excellent room you have, sir.

Such expensive furnishings.

I do hope

you intend to stay here, Mr Bingley.

Absolutely, I find the country

very diverting. Don't you agree, Darcy?

I find it perfectly adequate.

Even if societyis a little less varied than in town.

Less varied? Not at all.

We dine with four and families

of all shapes and sizes.

Sir William Lucas, for instance,

is a very agreeable man.


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And a good deal less self-important

than some people half his rank.

Mr Bingley,

is it true you will hold a ball here?

A ball?

It would be an excellent way to meet new

friends. You could invite the militia.

- Oh, do hold a ball!

- Kitty!

When your sister recovers,

you shall name the day.

I think a ball is an irrational wayto gain new acquaintance.

It would be better if conversation,

not dancing, were the order of the day.

Indeed, much more rational,

but rather less like a ball.

Thank you, Mary.

What a fine imposing place to be sure,

is it not, my dears?

There's no house

to equal it in the county.

- Mr Darcy.


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- Miss Bennet.

- There she is.

- I don't know how to thank you.

You're welcome any time

you feel the least bit poorly.

Thank you for your stimulating company.

Most instructive.

Not at all. The pleasure is all mine.

- Mr Darcy.

- Miss Elizabeth.

And then there was one

with great long lashes, like a cow.

Ask Mrs Hill

to order us a sirloin, Betsy.

Just the one, mind.

We're not made of money.

I hope, my dear,

you've ordered a good dinner today.

I've reason to expect

an addition to our family party.

His name's Mr Collins,the dreaded cousin.

- Who is to inherit?

- Everything.


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Even my piano stool

belongs to Mr Collins.

When?

He may turn us out of the house

as soon as he pleases.

The estate passes directly to him

and not to us poor females.

Mr Collins, at your service.

What a superbly featured room

and what excellent potatoes.

It's many years since

I've had such an exemplary vegetable.

To which fair cousin should I compliment

the excellence of the cooking?

We are perfectly able to keep a cook.

Excellent.

I'm very pleased

the estate can afford such a living.

I'm honoured to have as my patroness

Lady Catherine de Bourgh.

You've heard of her, I presume?


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My small rectory abuts her estate,

Rosings Park,and she often condescends

to drive by my humble dwelling

in her little phaeton and ponies.

Does she have any family?

One daughter, the heiress of Rosings

and very extensive property.

I've often observed to Lady Catherine

that her daughterseemed born to be a duchess,

for she has all the superior graces

of elevated rank.

These kind of compliments

are always acceptable to the ladies,

and which I conceive myself

particularly bound to pay.

How happy for you, Mr Collins,

to possess the talent for flattering

with such delicacy.

Do these attentions proceed


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from the impulse of the moment

or are they

the result of previous study?

They arise

from what is passing at the time.

And though I do sometimes amuse myself

with arranging such little compliments,

I always wish to give themas unstudied an air as possible.

Oh, believe me, no one would suspect

your manners to be rehearsed.

After dinner, I thought

I might read to you for an hour or two.

I have with me Fordyce's Sermons

which speak very eloquently

on all matters moral.

Are you familiar with Fordyce's Sermons,

Miss Bennet?

Mrs Bennet, I have been bestowed by the

good grace of Lady Catherine de Bourgh

a parsonage of no mean size.

I have become aware of the fact.


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It is my avowed hope

that soon I may find a mistress for it.

And I have to inform you

that the eldest Miss Bennet

has captured my special attention.

Oh, Mr Collins.

Unfortunately, it is incumbent upon me

to hint that the eldest Miss Bennet

is very soon to be engaged.

Engaged.

But Miss Lizzie,

next to her in age and beauty,

would make anyone an excellent partner.

Do not you agree? Mr Collins?

Indeed. Indeed.

A very agreeable alternative.

Mr Collins is a man whomakes you despair at the entire sex.

- Yours, I believe.

- Oh, Mr Wickham, how perfect you are.


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He picked up my handkerchief.

Did you drop yours on purpose?

Mr Wickham is a lieutenant.

- An enchanted lieutenant.

- What are you up to, Liddy?

- We happened to be looking for ribbon.

- White, for the ball.

Shall we all look

for some ribbon together?

- Good afternoon, Mr James.

- Miss Lydia, Miss Bennet.

I shan't even browse.

I can't be trusted.

I have poor taste in ribbons.

Only a truly confident man

would admit that.

No, it's true.

And buckles.When it comes to buckles, I'm lost.

- You must be the shame of the regiment.

- The laughing stock.


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What do your superiors do with you?

Ignore me. I'm of next to no importance,

so it's easily done.

- Lizzie, lend me some money.

- You already owe me a fortune.

- Allow me to oblige.

- No, Mr Wickham, please...

I insist.

- I pity the French.

- So do I.

- Look, Mr Bingley.

- Mr Bingley!

I was just on my way to your house.

How do you like

my ribbons for your ball?

- Very beautiful.- She is. Look, she's blooming.

Oh, Lydia.

Be sure to invite Mr Wickham.

He is a credit to his profession.

You can't invite people

to other people's balls.


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Of course, you must come, Mr Wickham.

If you'll excuse me,

ladies, enjoy the day.

Do you plan to go

to the Netherfield ball, Mr Wickham?

Perhaps. How long

has Mr Darcy been a guest there?

About a month.

Forgive me, but are you

acquainted with him, with Mr Darcy?

Indeed, I've been connected

with his family since infancy.

You may well be surprised,

given our cold greeting this afternoon.

I hope your plans in favour

of Meryton will not be affected

- by your relations with the gentleman.

- It is not for me to be driven away.

If he wishes to avoid seeing me,

he must go, not I.

I must ask, what is the manner

of your disapproval of Mr Darcy?

My father managed his estate.


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We grew up together, Darcy and I.

His father treated me like a second son,loved me like a son.

We were both with him the day he died.

With his last breath,

his father bequeathed me

the rectory in his estate.

He knew I had my heart set

on joining the Church.

But Darcy ignored his wishesand gave the living to another man.

- But why?

- Jealousy.

His father...

Well, he loved me better

and Darcy couldn't stand it.

- How cruel.

- So now I'm a poor foot-soldier.

Too lowly even to be noticed.

- Breathe in!

- I can't anymore. You're hurting.


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Betsy.

Betsy!

- There must've been a misunderstanding.

- Jane, you never think ill of anybody.

How could Mr Darcy do such a thing?

I will discover the truth

from Mr Bingley this evening.

Let Mr Darcy contradict it himself.

Till he does,

I hope never to encounter him.

Poor, unfortunate, Mr Wickham.

Wickham is twice the man Darcy is.

And, let us hope,a rather more willing dancer.

There they are, look.

- Oh, yes.

- Billy.

Jane Martin is here.


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May I say what an immense pleasure

it is to see you again.

- Mrs Bennet.

- Miss Bingley.

Charming.

I'm so pleased you're here.

So am I.

And how are you? Miss Elizabeth?

Are you looking for someone?

No, not at all, I was just admiring

the general splendour.

- It is breathtaking, Mr Bingley.

- Good.

You might have passed

a few pleasantries with Mr Bingley.

I've never met amore pleasant gentleman in all my years.

Did you see how he dotes on her?

Dear Jane,

always doing what's best for her family.

- Charlotte!

- Lizzie!


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- Have you seen Mr Wickham?

- No. Perhaps he's through here.

Lizzie, Mr Wickham is not here.

Apparently, he's been detained.

Detained where? He must be here.

- There you are.

- Mr Collins.

Perhaps you will do me the honour,

Miss Elizabeth.

Oh, I did not think you danced,

Mr Collins.

I do not think it incompatiblewith the office of a clergyman.

Several people, her Ladyship

included, have complimented me

on my lightness of foot.

Apparently, your Mr Wickham has

been called on some business to town.

Dancing is of little consequence

to me, but it does...

...but it does afford

the opportunity to lavish...

...upon one's partner attentions...


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- My informer tells me...

...that he would be less inclined

to be engaged, were it not for...

...the presence

of a certain gentleman.

Which is my primary object.

That gentleman barely warrants the name.

It is my intention, if I may be so bold,

to remain close to you

throughout the evening.

May I have the next dance,

Miss Elizabeth?

You may.

- Did I agree to dance with Mr Darcy?

- I dare say you will find him amiable.

It would be most inconvenient since I've

sworn to loathe him for all eternity.

- I love this dance.- Indeed. Most invigorating.

It is your turn to say something,

Mr Darcy.


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I talked about the dance.

Now you ought to remark on the size

of the room or the number of couples.

I'm perfectly happy to oblige.

What would you like most to hear?

That reply will do for present.

Perhaps by and by I may observe

that private balls

are much pleasanter than public ones.

For now, we may remain silent.

Do you talk as a rule while dancing?

No. No, I prefer to be

unsociable and taciturn.

Makes it all so much more enjoyable,

don't you think?

Tell me, do you and your sisters

very often walk to Meryton?

Yes, we often walk to Meryton.

It's a great opportunity

to meet new people.

When you met us, we'd just had the


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pleasure of forming a new acquaintance.

Mr Wickham's blessed with such happy

manners, he's sure of making friends.

Whether he's capable

of retaining them is less so.

He's been so unfortunate as to lose

your friendship. That is irreversible?

- It is. Why do you ask such a question?- To make out your character.

- What have you discovered?

- Very little.

I hear such different accounts

of you as puzzle me exceedingly.

I hope to afford you more clarity

in the future.

- Is that Mr Darcy of Pemberley?

- I believe so.

I must make myself known to him.

He's a nephew of my patroness,

Lady Catherine.

He will consider it an impertinence.

Mr Darcy.


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Mr Darcy.

Mr Darcy. Good evening...

What interesting relatives you have.

Mary, dear,

you've delighted us long enough.

Let the other young ladies have a turn.

... since I was a child,

and then she died.

I have a beautiful grey.

Of course, Caroline's

a much better rider than I, of course.

Oh, yes. We fully expect

a most advantageous marriage.

And my Jane, marrying so grand,

must throw her sisters in the way.

Clearly my family are seeing who can

expose themselves to the most ridicule.

- At least Bingley has not noticed.

- No.

- I think he likes her very much.

- But does she like him?


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Few of us are secure enough to be

in love without proper encouragement.

Bingley likes her enormously,

but might not do more

if she does not help him on.

She's just shy. If he cannot

perceive her regard, he is a fool.

We are all fools in love.

He does not know

her character as we do.

She should move fast

and snap him up.

There is plenty of time

for us to get to know him afterwards.

I can't help feeling

that someone's going to produce a piglet

and make us chase it.

- Oh, dear!

- I do apologise, sir.

I'm awfully sorry. Do forgive me.

Emily, please!


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Mary, my dear Mary.

Oh dear, oh dear, oh dear.

- I've been practising all week.

- I know, my dear.

I hate balls.

Mr Bennet, wake up.

Oh, I've never had such a good time!

Charles, you cannot be serious.

We'll have a wedding here in less than

three months if you ask me, Mr Bennet.

Mr Bennet!

Mary, please.

Thank you, Mr Hill.

Mrs Bennet, I was hoping,

if it would not trouble you,

that I might solicit

a private audience with Miss Elizabeth.

Oh, certainly,

Lizzie would be very happy indeed.

Everyone, out. Mr Collins would like


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a private audience with your sister.

Wait, Mr Collins can have nothing

to say to me that anybody need not hear.

I desire you will stay where you are.

Everyone else to the drawing room.

- Mr Bennet.

- But...

Now.

- Jane. Jane, don't... Jane!

- Jane.

Papa, stay.

Dear Miss Elizabeth,

My attentions have been

too marked to be mistaken.

Almost as soon

as I entered the house,

I singled you out

as the companion of my future life.

But before I am run away

with my feelings,

perhaps I may state

my reasons for marrying.


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Firstly, that it is

the duty of a clergyman

to set the example

of matrimony in his parish.

Secondly, I am convinced

it will add greatly to my happiness.

And thirdly,

that it is at the urging

of my esteemed patroness,

Lady Catherine,

that I select a wife.

My object in coming to Longbournwas to choose such a one

from among Mr Bennet's daughters,

for I am to inherit the estate

and such an alliance will surely...

...suit everyone.

And now nothing remains but for me to

assure you in the most animated language

- of the violence of my affections.

- Mr Collins!


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And no reproach

on the subject of fortune

- will cross my lips once we're married.

- You forget I have given no answer.

Lady Catherine will

thoroughly approve when I speak to her

of your modesty, economy

and other amiable qualities.

Sir, I am honoured by your proposal,

but I regret that I must decline it.

I know ladies

don't seek to seem too eager...

Mr Collins, I am perfectly serious.

You could not make me happy.

And I'm the last woman

in the world who could make you happy.

I flatter myself that your refusal

is merely a natural delicacy.

Besides, despite manifold attractions,

it is by no means certain another offerof marriage will ever be made to you.

I must conclude that you simply seek

to increase my love by suspense,


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according to the usual practice

of elegant females.

I am not the sort of female

to torment a respectable man.

Please understand me,

I cannot accept you.

Headstrong, foolish child.

Don't worry, Mr Collins. We'll have thislittle hiccup dealt with immediately.

Lizzie. Lizzie!

Mr Bennet, we're all in an uproar!

You must come

and make Lizzie marry Mr Collins.

Mr Collins has proposed to Lizzie,

but she vowed she will not have him,

and now the danger is

Mr Collins may not have Lizzie.

- What am I to do?- Well, come and talk to her.

Now!

- Tell her you insist they marry.


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- Papa, please.

You will have this house

and save your sisters from destitution.

- I can't marry him.

- Go and say you've changed your mind.

- Think of your family.

- You cannot make me.

Mr Bennet, say something.

Your mother insists

upon you marrying Mr Collins.

Yes, or I shall never see her again.

From this day onward, you must be

a stranger to one of your parents.

Who will maintain you

when your father is dead?

Your mother will never see you againif you do not marry Mr Collins,

and I will never see you again

if you do.

Thank you, Papa.

Ungrateful child!

I shall never speak to you again.


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Not that I take

much pleasure in talking.

People who suffer as I do

from nervous complaints

can have no pleasure

in talking to anybody.

Jane!

What's the matter? Jane?

I don't understand

what would take him from Netherfield.

Why does he not know when he'll return?

Read it.

"Mr Darcy is impatient to see his sister

and we are scarcely less eager.

I do not think Georgiana Darcyhas her equal for beauty,

elegance and accomplishment.

I hope to call her hereafter my sister."

Is that not clear enough?

Caroline sees her brother

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and has taken him off

to persuade him otherwise.

But I know her to be incapable

of wilfully deceiving anyone.

- It's more likely he does not love me.

- He loves you. Do not give up.

Go to our aunt and uncle's in London,

let it be known you are there

and I am sure he will come to you.

Give my love to my sister

and try not to be a burden, dear.

Poor Jane.

Still, a girl likes to be

crossed in love now and then.

Poor Jane.

Still, a girl likes to be

crossed in love now and then.

It gives her something to think of

and a sort of distinctionamongst her companions.

- I'm sure that will cheer her up, Papa.

- It's your turn now, Lizzie.


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You've turned down Collins.

You're free to go offand be jilted yourself.

What about Mr Wickham?

He's a pleasant fellow

and he'd do the job credibly.

- Father...

- And you have an affectionate mother

who would make the most of it.

- Charlotte!- My dear Lizzie.

I've come her to tell you the news.

Mr Collins and I are... engaged.

- Engaged?

- Yes.

- To be married?

- What other kind of engaged is there?

For heaven's sake, Lizzie,don't look at me like that.

I should be

as happy with him as any other.


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- But he's ridiculous.

- Oh, hush.

Not all of us can afford to be romantic.

I've been offered

a comfortable home and protection.

There's a lot to be thankful for.

I'm years old.

I've no money and no prospects.

I'm already a burden to my parents.

And I'm frightened.

So dont judge me, Lizzie.

Don't you dare judge me.

Dear Charlotte,

thank you for your letter.

I'm glad the house,

furniture and roads are to your taste,

and that Lady Catherine's behaviour

is friendly and obliging.

What with your departure,

Jane's to London

and the militia to the North

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I must confess, the view

from where I sit has been rather grey.

As for the favour you ask,

it is no favour at all.

I would be happy to visit you

at your earliest convenience.

Welcome to our humble abode.

My wife encourages me to spend time

in the garden for my health.

I think our guest is tired

after her journey.

I plan many improvements. I intend tothrow out a bough and plant a lime walk.

I flatter myself

that any young lady would be happy

to be the mistress of such a house.

We shan't be disturbed here.

This parlour is for

my own particular use.

Oh, Lizzie, it's such a pleasureto run my own home.

- Charlotte, come here!

- What's happened?


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Has the pig escaped again?

Oh, it's Lady Catherine.

Come and see, Lizzie.

Great news.

We received an invitation to Rosings

from Lady Catherine.

How wonderful!

Do not make yourself uneasy

about your apparel.

Just put on the best you've brought.

Lady Catherine's never been averse

to the truly humble.

One of the most extraordinary

sights in all of Europe.

The glazing alone

costs upwards of .

Come along. Come along.

A little later we'll play cards.

Your Ladyship.


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Miss de Bourgh.

- So, you are Elizabeth Bennet?

- I am, your Ladyship.

This is my daughter.

- It's kind of you to ask us to dine.

- The rug alone cost upwards of .

Mr Darcy.

What are you doing here?

Mr Darcy,

I had no idea we had the honour.

- Miss Elizabeth, I'm a guest here.

- You know my nephew?

I had the pleasure

of meeting your nephew in Hertfordshire.

Colonel Fitzwilliam. How do you do?

Mr Collins, you can't sit

next to your wife. Move. Over there.

Harvey, I wonder,

could you get me the fish course...

I trust your family is in good health,

Miss Elizabeth?


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They are, thank you.

My eldest sister is in London.

Perhaps you saw her there.

I haven't been fortunate enough...

Do you play the pianoforte,

Miss Bennet?

- A little, ma'am, and very poorly.- Do you draw?

No, not at all.

Your sisters, do they draw?

Not one.

That's very strange.

I suppose you had no opportunity.

Your mother should've taken you to town

for the benefit of the masters.

My mother wouldn't have minded,

but my father hates town.

- Has your governess left you?

- We never had a governess.

No governess? Five daughters


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brought up at home without a governess?

I never heard such a thing. Your mother

must've been a slave to your education.

Not at all, Lady Catherine.

Your younger sisters,

are they out in society?

- Yes, ma'am, all.

- All?

What, all five out at once?

That's very odd.

And you second. The younger ones

out before the elders are married?

Your youngest sisters

must be very young.

Yes, my youngest is not .

But it would be hard on younger sisters

not to have their amusement

because the elder is still unmarried.

It would hardly encourage

sisterly affection.

Upon my word, you give your opinion

very decidedly for so young a person.


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Pray, what is your age?

With three younger sisters grown up,

you can hardly expect me to own to it.

Come, Miss Bennet, and play for us.

- No, I beg you.

- For music is my delight.

In fact,there are few people in England

who have more true enjoyment of music.

Or better natural taste.

If I had ever learnt,

I should've been a great proficient.

So would Anne,

if her health would've allowed her.

I'm not afflicted with falsemodesty, when I say I play poorly...

Come, Lizzie, her Ladyship demands it.

How does Georgiana get along, Darcy?

- She plays very well.

- I hope she practises.


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No excellence can be acquired

without constant practice.

I've told Mrs Collins this.

Though you have no instrument,

you're welcome to come to Rosings

and play on the pianoforte

in the housekeeper's room.

You'll be in nobody's wayin that part of the house.

You mean to frighten me

by coming in all your state to hear me.

But I won't be alarmed,

even if your sister does play so well.

I know that I cannot alarm you

even should I wish it.

What was my friend like

in Hertfordshire?

You really care to know?

Prepare yourself

for something very dreadful.

The first time I saw him,he danced with nobody,

though gentlemen were scarce


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and there was more than

one lady without a partner.

- I knew nobody beyond my own party.- Nobody can be introduced at a ball.

Fitzwilliam, I need you.

I do not have the talent

of conversing easily

with people I have never met before.

Perhaps you should take

your aunt's advice and practise.

Dear Jane...

Mr Darcy.

Please, do be seated.

Mr and Mrs Collinshave gone to the village.

This is a charming house.

I believe my aunt did a great deal

to it when Mr Collins first arrived.

I believe so.


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She could not have bestowed

her kindness on a more grateful subject.

- Shall I call for some tea?

- No, thank you.

Good day, Miss Elizabeth,

it's been a pleasure.

What on earth have you done

to poor Mr Darcy?

I have no idea.

Every mind must have some counsellor

to whom it may apply

for consolation in distress.

There are many conveniences which

others can supply and we cannot procure.

I have in view those objects

which are onlyto be obtained through intercourse...

Forgive me, through the intercourse

of friendship or civility.

On such occasions, the proud man steps

forth to meet you not with cordiality,

but with the suspicion of one

who reconnoitres an enemy...


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- How long do you plan to stay?

- As long as Darcy chooses.

- I am at his disposal.- Everyone appears to be.

I wonder he does not marry and secure

a lasting convenience of that kind.

- She would be a lucky woman.

- Really?

Darcy is a most loyal companion.

He recently came to the

rescue of one of his friends.

What happened?

He saved him

from an imprudent marriage.

Who's the man?

His closest friend, Charles Bingley.

Did Mr Darcy give a reason

for this interference?

There were apparentlystrong objections to the lady.

What kind of objections?

Her lack of fortune?


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I think it was her family

that was considered unsuitable.

- So he separated them?- I believe so. I know nothing else.

Miss Elizabeth.

I have struggled in vain

and can bear it no longer.

These past months have been a torment.

I came to Rosings only to see you.

I have fought against

judgement, my family's expectation,

the inferiority of your birth,

my rank.

I will put them aside

and ask you to end my agony.

- I don't understand.- I love you.

Most ardently.

Please do me the honour

of accepting my hand.

Sir, I appreciate the struggle

you have been through,


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and I am very sorry

to have caused you pain.

It was unconsciously done.

- Is this your reply?

- Yes, sir.

- Are you laughing at me?

- No.

Are you rejecting me?

I'm sure the feelings which hindered

your regard will help you overcome it.

Might I ask why with so little civility

I am thus repulsed?

I might enquire why you told me you

liked me against your better judgement?

If I was uncivil,

then that is some excuse.

- But you know I have other reasons.

- What reasons?

Do you think anything might tempt me

to accept the man who has ruined

the happiness of a most beloved sister?

Do you deny that you separated

a young couple who loved each other,


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exposing your friend

to censure for caprice

and my sister to derisionfor disappointed hopes,

involving them both in acute misery?

- I do not deny it.

- How could you do it?

I believed your sister

indifferent to him.

I realised his attachment

was deeper than hers.

She's shy!

Bingley was persuaded

she didn't feel strongly.

- You suggested it.

- For his own good.

My sister hardly shows

her true feelings to me.

I suppose his fortune

had some bearing?

I wouldn't do your sister the dishonour.


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- It was suggested...

- What was?

It was clear an advantageous marriage...

- Did my sister give that impression?

- No!

- No. There was, however, your family...

- Our want of connection?

- No, it was more than that.- How, sir?

The lack of propriety shown by your

mother, younger sisters and your father.

Forgive me. You and your sister

I must exclude from this.

And what about Mr Wickham?

Mr Wickham?

What excuse can yougive for your behaviour?

- You take an eager interest.

- He told me of his misfortunes.

- Oh, they have been great.

- You ruin his chances

yet treat him with sarcasm.


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So this is your opinion of me?

Thank you. Perhaps these offences

might have been overlooked

had not your pride been hurt

by my scruples about our relationship.

I am to rejoice in the inferiority

of your circumstances?

And those are the words of a gentleman.

Your arrogance and conceit, your selfish

disdain for the feelings of others

made me realise you were the last man

in the world I could ever marry.

Forgive me, madam,

for taking up so much of your time.

I came to leave you this.

I shall not renew the sentiments

which were so disgusting to you.

But if I may, I will address the

two offences you have laid against me.

My father loved Mr Wickham as a son.

He left him a generous living.

But upon my father's death,


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Mr Wickham announced

he had no intention of taking orders.

He demanded the value of the living,which he'd gambled away within weeks.

He then wrote,

demanding more money, which I refused.

After which,

he severed all acquaintance.

He came back to see us last summer, and

declared passionate love for my sister,

whom he tried to persuade

to elope with him.

She is to inherit .

When it was made clear he would never

receive a penny of it, he disappeared.

I will not attempt to convey the depth

of Georgiana's despair.

She was years old.

As to the other matter,of your sister and Mr Bingley,

though the motives which governed me

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they were in the service of a friend.

Lizzie.

Are you all right?

I hardly know.

Lizzie. How fortunate you have arrived.

Your aunt and uncle are here

to deliver Jane from London.

- How is Jane?

- She's in the drawing room.

I'm quite over him. If he passed mein the street, I'd hardly notice.

London is so diverting. It's true.

There's so much to entertain.

What news from Kent?

Nothing.

At least not much to entertain.

Lizzie, tell Mama!

Stop making such a fuss.


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- Why didn't she ask me as well?

- Because I'm better company.

- What's the matter?- I've just as much right.

Let's all go.

Lydia's been invited to Brighton

with the Forsters.

Sea-bathing would set me up nicely.

I shall dine with the officers

every night.

Papa, don't let her go.

Lydia will never be easy until she's

exposed herself in some public place.

And we could never expect her

to do it with so little inconvenience.

If you do not check her,

she'll be fixed as the silliest flirt

who ever made her family ridiculous.

And Kitty will follow, as always.

Lizzie, we shall have no peace

until she goes.


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Is that really all you care about?

Colonel Forster is a sensible man.

He will keep her

out of any real mischief.

And she's too poor

to be an object of prey to anyone.

It's dangerous.

I am certain the officers will find

women better worth their while.

Let us hope, in fact,that her stay in Brighton

will teach her her own insignificance.

At any rate,

she can hardly grow any worse.

If she does, we'd be obliged to

lock her up for the rest of her life.

Lizzie, you're welcome to accompany us.

The Peak District is not Brighton.

Officers are thin on the ground

which may influence your decision.


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Come to the Peak District with us,

Lizzie, and get some fresh air.

The glories of nature. What are mencompared to rocks and mountains?

Men are either eaten up

with arrogance or stupidity.

If they are amiable,

they have no minds of their own.

Take care, my love.

That savours strongly of bitterness.

I saw Mr Darcy when I was at Rosings.

Why did you not tell me?

Did he mention Mr Bingley?

No.

No, he did not.

Oh, what are men

compared to rocks and mountains?

Or carriages that work?

Where exactly are we?


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Quite close to Pemberley.

- Mr Darcy's home?

- That's the fellow.

Very well-stocked lake.

I've a hankering to see it.

Oh, no, let's not.

Well, he's so...

I'd rather not, he's so... he's so...

- So what?

- So rich.

By heavens, Lizzie,

what a snob you are!

Objecting to Mr Darcy because of his

wealth. The poor man can't help it.

He won't be there anyway.

These great men are never at home.

Keep up.

- Is your master much at home?- Not as much as I would wish.

He dearly loves it here.

If he should marry,


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you might see more of him.

He's a lot like his father.

When my husband was ill,Mr Darcy couldn't do enough.

He just organised the servants for me.

This is he, Mr Darcy.

A handsome face.

Lizzie, is it a true likeness?

Does the young lady

know Mr Darcy?

Only a little.

Do you not think him

a handsome man, miss?

Yes.

Yes, I dare say he is.

This is his sister, Miss Georgiana.

She sings and plays all day long.

Is she at home?


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Miss Elizabeth.

- I thought you were in London.- No.

No, I'm not.

No.

- We would not have come...

- I came back a day early...

I'm with my aunt and uncle.

And are you having a pleasant trip?

Very pleasant.

- Tomorrow we go to Matlock.

- Tomorrow?

- Are you staying at Lambton?- Yes, at the Rose and Crown.

Yes.

I'm so sorry to intrude.

They said the house was open

for visitors. I had no idea.


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- May I see you back to the village?

- No.

- I'm very fond of walking.

- Yes.

Yes, I know.

Goodbye, Mr Darcy.

This way, sir.

Are you sure you

wouldn't like to join us?

We've just met Mr Darcy.

You didn't tell us that you'd seen him.

He's asked us to dine with him tomorrow.

He was very civil, was he not?

- Very civil.

- Not at all how you'd painted him.

To dine with him?

There's something pleasant

about his mouth when he speaks.

You don't mind delaying

our journey another day?

He particularly wants you

to meet his sister.


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His sister.

Miss Elizabeth!

My sister, Miss Georgiana.

My brother has told me

so much about you,

- I feel as if we are friends already.

- Thank you.

- What a beautiful pianoforte.

- My brother gave it to me.

- He shouldn't have.

- I should have.

- Very well then.

- Easily persuaded, is she not?

He once had to put up with my playing.

- He says you play so well.- Then he has perjured himself.

- I said "quite well".

- "Quite well" is not "very well".

I'm satisfied.

- Mr Gardiner, are you fond of fishing?

- Very much.


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Would you accompany me

to the lake this afternoon?

Its occupants have been left

in peace too long.

- I would be delighted.

- Do you play duets, Miss Elizabeth?

- Only when forced.

- Brother, you must force her.

Splendid fishing, good

company. What a capital fellow.

Thank you so much, Mr Darcy.

A letter for you, madam.

Oh, it's from Jane.

It is the most dreadful news.

Lydia has run away...

...with Mr Wickham.

They are gone to Lord knows where.

She has no money, no connections.

I fear she is lost forever.

This is my fault.


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If only I had exposed Wickham

when I should.

No, this is my fault.

I might have prevented all this

by being open with my sisters.

Has anything been done to recover her?

My father has gone to London,

but I know nothing can be done.

We have not the smallest hope.

Would I could help you.

Sir, I think it is too late.

This is grave indeed.

I will leave you. Goodbye.

We must go at once.

I will join Mr Bennet and find Lydia

before she ruins the family.

Why did the Forsters

let her out of their sight?

I always said they were unfit

to take charge of her.


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- And now she is ruined.

- You are all ruined.

Who will take you nowwith a fallen sister?

Poor Mr Bennet will now have

to fight the perfidious Wickham

and then be killed.

He hasn't found him yet, Mama.

Mr Collins will turn us out

before he is cold.

Do not be so alarmed. Our uncleis in London helping in the search.

Lydia must know

what this must be doing to my nerves.

Such flutterings

and spasms all over me!

My baby Lydia, my baby!

How could she do such a thing

to her poor mama?

- You can't do that!

- Don't be such a baby.

- Kitty, give it to me.


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- Who's it for?

It's addressed to Papa.

It's in Uncle's writing.

Papa, there's a letter.

- Let me catch my breath.

- It's in Uncle's writing.

- He's found them.

- Are they married?

- I can't make out his script.

- Give it to me.

Are they married?

They will be if Father settles

a year on her. That is his condition.

- You will agree to this, Father?

- Of course.

God knows how much your uncle

must've laid on that wretched man.

What do you mean?

No man would marry Lydia

under so slight

a temptation as a year.


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Your uncle must've been very generous.

Do you think it a large sum?

Wickham's a fool if he

accepts less than .

- Heaven forbid!

- Father!

Lydia married and at too!

Ring the bell, Kitty.

I must put on my things and tell

Lady Lucas. Oh, to see her face.

Tell the servants

they will have a bowl of punch.

- We should thank our uncle.

- So he should help.

He's far richer than us

and has no children. Daughter married!

Is that really all you think about?

When you have five daughters, tell mewhat else will occupy your thoughts.

Then perhaps you'll understand.


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You don't know what he's like.

- Lydia!

- Oh, Mama!

We passed Sarah Sims in her carriage.

So I took off my glove

so she might see the ring.

Then I bowed and smiled

like anything...

I'm sure she was not

half as radiant as you, my dear.

You must all go to Brighton.

That is the place to get husbands.

I hope you have half my good luck.

Lydia.

I want to hear

every little detail, Lydia, dear.

I've been enlisted

in a regiment in the North of England.

Glad to hear it.

Near Newcastle.

We travel there next week.


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- Can I come and stay with you?

- That is out of the question.

Monday morning cameand I was in such a fuss.

I don't want to hear.

There was my aunt preaching away

as if reading a sermon.

- She was horrid unpleasant.

- Can't you understand why?

But I didn't hear a word because

I was thinking of my dear Wickham.

I longed to know if

he'd be married in his bluecoat.

The North of England, I believe,

boasts some spectacular scenery.

So I thought, who is to be

our best man if he doesn't come back?

Lucky, he did,

or I would've had to ask Mr Darcy.

- Mr Darcy!

- I forgot!

- But I shouldn't have said a word.

- Mr Darcy was at your wedding?


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He was the one that discovered us.

He paid for the wedding,

Wickham's commission, everything.

But he told me not to tell.

- Mr Darcy?

- Stop it, Lizzie.

Mr Darcy's not half as high and mightyas you sometimes.

Kitty, have you seen my ring?

Write to me often, my dear.

Married women

never have much time for writing.

I dare say you won't.

When I married your father, there didn't

seem to be enough hours in the day.

My sisters may write to me,

for they'll have nothing else to do.

There's nothing so bad

as parting with one's children.

One seems so forlorn without them.


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- Goodbye.

- Goodbye, Lydia. Goodbye, Mr Wickham.

Bye, Kitty. Bye, Papa.

I can't imagine what your

father does with all that ink.

Mrs Bennet.

Did you hear the news, madam?

Mr Bingley is returning to Netherfield.

Mrs Nichols is ordering a haunch

of pork. She expects him tomorrow.

Tomorrow?

Not that I care.

Mr Bingley's nothing to us.

I'm sure I never want

to see him again, no.

We shan't mention a word about it.Is it quite certain he's coming?

Yes, madam. I believe he's alone.

His sister remains in town.

Why he thinks we should be interested,

I've no idea. Come along, girls.

We better go home at once

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The impudence of the man.

I wonder he dare show his face.

It's all right, Lizzie.

I'm just glad he's alone

because we shall see less of him.

Not that I'm afraid of myself.

But I dread other people's remarks.

Oh, I'm sorry.

He's here. He's here. He's at the door.

- Mr Bingley!

- Mr Bingley?

Oh, my goodness!

Everybody behave naturally.

And whatever you do,

do not appear overbearing.

There's someone with him.

Mr Whatsisname, the pompous one.

Mr Darcy? The insolence of

it. What does he think of, coming here?

Keep still, Jane. Mary, put that away at

once. Find some useful employment.

Oh, my Lord, I shall have a seizure,


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I'm sure I shall.

Kitty.

- We can't have this here.- Mary, the ribbons, the ribbons.

Mary, sit down at once. Mary!

Mr Darcy and Mr Bingley, ma'am.

How glad we are

to see you, Mr Bingley.

There have been

many changes since you went away.

Miss Lucas is married and settled.

And one of my own daughters too.

You will have seen it in the papers,

though it was not put in

as it ought to have been.

Very short. Nothing about her family.

Yes, I did hear of it.

I offer my congratulations.

But it is very hard

to have my Lydia taken away from me.

Mr Wickham has been transferred


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to Newcastle, wherever that is.

Will you stay long in the country?

Just a few weeks. For the shooting.

When you've killed all your own birds,

I beg you will come here

and shoot as many as you please.

Mr Bennet will be vastly happy to oblige

and will save the best coveys for you.

Excellent.

- Are you well, Mr Darcy?- Quite well, thank you.

I hope the weather stays fine

for your sport.

- I return to town tomorrow.

- So soon?

My Jane looks well, does she not?

She does indeed.

Well, we must be going, I think.

Darcy. It's been very pleasant

to see you all again.


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Miss Elizabeth. Miss Bennet.

You must come again.

Last winter, you promised to have

a family dinner with us.

I've not forgot, you see.

At least three courses.

Excuse me.

Most extraordinary.

We were going to walk in

and she was going to say, "Sit down."

So, I feel...

Oh, it's a disaster, isn't it?

It's been...

- Miss Bennet.

- Mr Bingley.

I'll just go in and I'll just say it.

Yes, exactly.

I'm glad that's over. Now we can

meet as indifferent acquaintances.


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Oh, yes.

You cannot think me so weakas to be in danger now.

You are in great danger of making

him as much in love with you as ever.

- I'm sorry he came with Mr Darcy.

- Don't say that.

Why ever not?

Jane.

- I've been so blind.- What do you mean?

Look, it's him.

He's back. He's come again.

I know this is all very untoward,

but I would like to request the

privilege of speaking to Miss Bennet.

Alone.

Everybody to the kitchen immediately.

Except you, Jane, dear, of course.


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Oh, Mr Bingley, it's so good

to see you again so soon.

First, I must tell you I've been the

most unmitigated and comprehensive ass.

Kitty, be quiet.

Yes.

A thousand times yes.

Thank the Lord for that.

I thought it would never happen.

I am confident

they will do well together.

Their tempers are much alike.

They will be cheated assiduously

by their servants.

And be so generous with the rest,they will always exceed their income.

Exceed their income?

He has a year.

I knew she did not be

so beautiful for nothing.

"...must be free from all insincerity.


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She only can address herself effectually

to the feelings of others

whose mind glows

with the warmth of sensibility

and whose arguments result

from conviction.

She must feel the influence

of those passions and emotions

which she wishes to inspire..."

Can you die of happiness?

He was ignorant

of my being in town in the spring.

- How did he account for it?

- He thought me indifferent.

- Unfathomable.

- No doubt poisoned by his sister.

Bravo. That's the most

unforgiving speech you've ever made.

Oh, Lizzie, if I could

but see you so happy.

If there was such a man for you.

Perhaps Mr Collins has a cousin.


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- What is that?

- What?

Maybe he's changed his mind.

Coming!

Yes.

Lady Catherine.

The rest of your offspring, I presume?

All but one. The youngest

has been lately married, your Ladyship.

My eldest was proposed to

only this afternoon.

- You have a very small garden.

- Could I offer you a cup of tea?

Absolutely not. I need to speakto Miss Elizabeth Bennet alone.

As a matter of urgency.

You can be at no loss

to understand why I am here.

I cannot account for this honour at all.


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I warn you, I am not to be trifled with.

A most alarming report

has reached me.

That you intend to be united

with my nephew, Mr Darcy.

I know this to be a falsehood.

Though not wishing to injure him

by supposing it possible, I instantlyset off to make my sentiments known.

If you believed it impossible,

I wonder that you came so far.

To hear it contradicted.

Your coming will be a confirmation

if such a report exists.

lf? You pretend to be ignorant of it?

Has it not beenindustriously circulated by yourself?

I have never heard of it.

Can you declare

there is no foundation for it?

I do not pretend to possess

equal frankness with your Ladyship.


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You may ask a question

which I may choose not to answer.

Has my nephew

made you an offer of marriage?

Your Ladyship has declared it

to be impossible.

Mr Darcy is engaged to my daughter.

Now what have you to say?

If that is the case, you cannot suppose

he would make an offer to me.

Selfish girl. This union

has been planned since their infancy.

Do you think it can be prevented

by a woman of inferior birth

whose own sister's elopement resulted

in a scandalously patched-up marriage

only achieved

at the expense of your uncle.

Heaven and Earth! Are the shades

of Pemberley to be thus polluted?

Tell me once and for all,

are you engaged to him?

I am not.


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Will you promise never

to enter into such an engagement?

I will not and I certainly never shall.

You have insulted me

in every possible way

and can now have

nothing further to say.

I must ask you to leave immediately.

Goodnight.

I have never been thus treated

in my entire life!

- What is going on?

- Just a small misunderstanding.

For once in your life,

leave me alone!

- I couldn't sleep.- Nor I. My aunt...

Yes, she was here.

How can I ever make amends

for such behaviour?

After what you've done for Lydia


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and, I suspect, for Jane,

it is I who should be making amends.

You must know.

Surely you must know it was all for you.

You are too generous to trifle with me.

You spoke with my aunt last night

and it has taught me to hope

as I'd scarcely allowed myself before.

If your feelings are still what they

were last April, tell me so at once.

My affections and wishes

have not changed.

But one word from you

will silence me for ever.

lf, however,

your feelings have changed...

...I would have to tell you,

you have bewitched me,

body and soul, and I love...

I love... I love you.

I never wish to be parted

from you from this day on.


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Well, then.

Your hands are cold.

Shut the door, please.

Lizzie, are you out of your senses?

I thought you hated the man.

- No, Papa.

- He is rich, to be sure.

And you will have

more fine carriages than Jane.

But will that make you happy?

Have you no other objection

than your belief in my indifference?

None at all.

We all know him to be

a proud, unpleasant sort of fellow.

But this would be nothing

if you liked him.

I do like him.

I love him.

He's not proud. I was wrong.


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I was entirely wrong about him.

You don't know him, Papa.

If I told you what he was really like,

what he's done...

What has he done?

But she doesn't like him.

I thought she didn't like him.

So did I. So did we all.

We must have been wrong.

- It won't be the first time, will it?- No, nor the last, I dare say.

Good Lord.

- I must pay him back.

- No.

You mustn't tell anyone.

He wouldn't want it.

We misjudged him, Papa.

Me more than anyone. In every way.

Not just in this matter.

I've been nonsensical.


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But he's been a fool about Jane,

about so many other things.

But then, so have I.

You see, he and I are...

He and I are so similar.

We're both so stubborn.

Papa, I...

You really do love him, don't you?

Very much.

I cannot believe

that anyone can deserve you.

But it seems I am overruled.

So I heartily give my consent.

I could not have parted with you,

my Lizzie, to anyone less worthy.

Thank you.

If any young men come for Mary or Kitty,

for heaven's sake, send them in.


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I'm quite at my leisure

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