Most scenes together: Elizabeth Bennet & Mr. Darcy (13), Mr. Darcy & Mr. Bingley (2)
Shocking! How should we punish him for such a speech?
We could always laugh at him.
Oh no, Mr. Darcy is not to be teased.
Are you too proud, Mr. Darcy? And tell me, would you consider pride to be a fault or a virtue?
That I couldn't say.
Because we're desperately trying to find a fault in you.
Charlotte We are all fools in love.
What are men compared to rocks and mountains?
Mr. Wickham He liked me better, and Darcy couldn't stand it.
Either every young man in this room is going to be in love with you by the end of this evening, or I am no judge of beauty.
Or men.
No, they are far too easy to judge.
They're not all bad.
Humorless poppycocks, in my limited experience.
One of these days, Lizzie, someone will catch your eye, and then you'll have to watch your tongue.
Which of our painted peacocks is our Mr. Bingley?
Charlotte Lucas He's the one on the left. And on the right is his sister.
And the person with the quizzical brow?
Charlotte Lucas That is his good friend, Mr. Darcy.
He looks miserable, poor soul.
Charlotte Lucas Miserable he may be, but poor he most certainly is not.
Tell me.
Charlotte Lucas 10,000 a year and he owns half of Derbyshire.
The miserable half?
Mr. Gardiner Oh, heavens Lizzy! What a snob you are! Objecting to poor Mr. Darcy because of his wealth! The man can't help it.
And what a beautiful pianoforte!
My brother gave it to me. He shouldn't have--
Yes, I should've.
Oh, very well, then.
Your unfortunate brother once had to put up with my playing for a whole evening.
Then he has perjured himself most profoundly.
Oh, "quite well" is not "very well." I'm satisfied.
Do you dance, Mr. Darcy?
Not if I can help it.
I couldn't sleep.
Nor I. My aunt--
Yes, she was here.
How can I ever make amends for such behavior?
After what you have done for Lydia, and I suspect for Jane also, 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. I believe you spoke with my aunt last night and it has taught me to hope as I had 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 forever. If, however, your feelings had changed, I will 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.
Well then... [takes Mr. Darcy's hands and kisses them] Your hands are cold.
I love this dance.
Indeed. Most invigorating.
It is your turn to say something, Mr Darcy. 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. Please advise me on 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 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. And I daresay that's an irreversible event?
It is. Why do you ask such a question?
To make out your character, Mr Darcy.
And 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.
Do you play duets, Miss Elizabeth?
Only when forced.
Lady Catherine You can be at no loss, Miss Bennet to understand why I am here.
Indeed you are mistaken. I cannot account for this honour at all.
Lady Catherine I warn you, I am not to be trifled with. A report of most alarming nature has reached me. That you intend to be united with my nephew, Mr Darcy. I know this to be a scandalous falsehood. Though not wishing to injure him by supposing it possible, I instantly set off to make my sentiments known.
If you believed it impossible, I wonder you took the trouble of coming so far.
Lady Catherine To hear it contradicted, Miss Bennet.
Your coming will be rather a confirmation surely if indeed such a report exists.
Lady Catherine lf? You then pretend to be ignorant of it? Has it not been industriously circulated by yourself?
I have never heard of it.
Lady Catherine And can you declare there is no foundation for it?
I do not pretend to possess equal frankness with your Ladyship. You may ask a question which I may choose not to answer.
Lady Catherine This is not to be borne! Has my nephew made you an offer of marriage?
Your Ladyship has declared it to be impossible.
Lady Catherine Let me be understood! Mr Darcy is engaged to my daughter. Now what have you to say?
Only this: If that is the case, you can have no reason to suppose he would make an offer to me.
Lady Catherine You selfish girl. This union has been planned since their infancy. Do you think it can be prevented by a young 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? Now tell me once and for all, are you engaged to him?
I am not.
Lady Catherine And 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.
Lady Catherine I have never been thus treated in my entire life!
...luckily he did show up, or we would have had to ask Mr. Darcy--
Mr. Darcy?
Oh! But I shouldn't say...
Mr. Darcy was at your wedding?
He was the one who discovered us. He paid for the wedding, Wickham's commission, everything. But I shouldn't have said anything, he told me not to tell.
Mr. Darcy...?
Oh, hush, Lizzie. Honestly, Mr. Darcy isn't half so high and mighty as you sometimes.
You write uncommonly fast, Mr. Darcy.
Letters of business, too i presume; how odious I should think them.
Well, then, it is fortunate that they fall to my lot rather than yours.
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. But he's been a fool about, 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.[Elizabeth hugs him] I could not have parted with you, my Lizzie, to anyone less worthy.
If any young men come for Mary or Kitty, for heaven's sake, send them in. I'm quite at my leisure.
Lizzie, are you out of your senses? I thought you hated the man.
No, Papa.
He's rich, to be sure, and you will have more fine carriages than Jane. But will that make you happy?
Have you no objection other than your belief in my indifference?
None at all. We all know him to be a proud, unpleasant sort of fellow... but that would be nothing if you really liked him.
I do like him.
Well...
I love him.
