Lizzy! Jane!
What do you think? Mr Collins has made an offer of marriage to Charlotte Lucas.
And...she has accepted him!
Charlotte...
..engaged to Mr Collins?
Impossible!
The fireplace in the great room at Rosings would be larger than that...
A fireplace of prodigious dimensions...
Why should you be surprised, my dear Lizzy?
Is it so incredible that Mr Collins should procure ANY woman's good opinion after he failed with you?
Charlotte, I didn't mean...
I WAS surprised.
But, Charlotte, if Mr Collins has been so fortunate as to secure your affections,
I'm delighted for you both.
I see what you're feeling.
I am not romantic, you know. I never was.
I ask only a comfortable home.
Considering Mr Collins' character and situation in life, I am certain my chance of happiness with him
is as fair as most entering marriage.
< Charlotte!
Cousin Elizabeth, you can see before you the happiest of men!
Jane, how humiliating! She knows she is marrying one of the stupidest men in England!
How can she?! Lizzy, you do not make allowances for differences of situation and temper.
Mr Collins is...not the cleverest of men, perhaps, but he is respectable.
He is not vicious and, as far as fortune goes, he is an eligible man.
VERY eligible(!) You would never marry to secure your own comfort!
No, but Lizzy, not everyone is the same.
Dear Jane.
I doubt that YOU will have to make a choice between marrying for love and more material considerations!
Though YOU may, perhaps? KNOCK ON DOOR
This came from Netherfield, ma'am.
Thank you.
Caroline Bingley.
She writes...
that the whole party will have left Netherfield now, for London -
without any intention of coming back again.
CAROLINE BINGLEY: "..Charles thought his business in London might be done within a few days, but it is not so.
"I am convinced that when Charles gets to town, he will be in no hurry to leave it again.
"I do not pretend to regret anything I leave in Hertfordshire, except your society.
"Mr Darcy wishes to see his sister,
"and, I confess, I am scarcely less eager to meet her again,
"from the hope I dare to entertain of her being hereafter...MY sister.
"Am I wrong, dear Jane, hoping for an event which will please so many?"
Is it not clear? Caroline Bingley is convinced her brother is indifferent to me and kindly puts me on my guard.
Can there be any other opinion?
Well, yes. Miss Bingley sees that her brother is in love with you and she wants him to marry Miss Darcy.
She hopes to keep him in town and persuade you that he does not care about you.
Indeed, Jane, you must believe me. No-one who has seen you and Bingley together can doubt his affection.
I cannot believe Caroline is capable of wilful deceit, only of deceiving herself.
Oh, believe her to be deceived, but she cannot convince a man to be in love with someone else instead!
If Bingley is not back by your side and dining at Longbourn within two weeks
I shall be very much surprised.
HORSE WHINNIES
I don't envy Charlotte Lucas marrying a clergyman!
He'll read to her from Fordyce's sermons! Before they go to bed!
Oh, that hideous cloth! It would do for Mary! Look, Denny and Carter.
And Wickham! >
I suppose you'll keep him all to yourself! Well, she is in love with him!
Kitty, lower your voice!
Good afternoon, ladies.
We were on our way to Longbourn in search of you. We came here in search of YOU!
We were hoping to see you at the Netherfield ball.
I was sorry to lose the pleasure of dancing with you. But fate...
No. With you, I must be entirely open.
I decided it would be wrong for me to be there. It's better I do not see Mr Darcy.
Unpleasant scenes might arise.
I admire your forbearance.
Not that it would concern me to see Mr Darcy publicly set down, but...in Mr Bingley's house...
It would grieve me to see him embarrassed and discomfited. And, through him, your sister?
Yes.
I hear your cousin Mr Collins is engaged to be married.
Yes, to my good friend Charlotte Lucas. I had thought his intentions tended in another direction.
Perhaps they did, but they took a little turn, to everybody's satisfaction. And relief.
I hope that you will take tea with us. I should like to introduce you to my mother and father.
Thank you.
ANIMATED VOICES
MRS BENNET GIGGLES
MRS BENNET CHATTERS MERRILY
MRS BENNET ROARS WITH LAUGHTER
Denny!
DISTANT GIRLISH GIGGLING
Oh, young George Wickham is such a charming man, is he not, my dear?
­ What? ..Oh, indeed, he is.
It was so good of him to entertain us with stories of his misfortunes(!)
< More entertaining than a novel! But I believe he has been treated contemptibly by Mr Darcy, Father.
Well, I dare say he has, Lizzy -
though Darcy may be no more of a villain than your average rich man.
MARY: It behoves us all
to take careful thought before pronouncing an adverse judgement
on any of our fellow men. Oh, Lord!
Well! >
I feel very sorry for Mr Wickham. And SO becoming in his regimentals.
I remember a time when I liked a red coat myself well enough!
And I do still...in my heart.
There's no need to smile like that, Lizzy!
And though Mr Wickham has taken a fancy to you, I'm sure you don't deserve it after Mr Collins!
It is all in vain. It will come to nothing!
Poor man, if he had £5,000 a year, he would be blessed to marry any of the girls.
< But nothing turns out the way it should.
And Mr Bingley, of whom we all had such expectations, is gone for ever!
What?!
I have heard again from Caroline Bingley. It is decided that they are to stay in town for the whole winter.
I cannot believe it.
It is true.
Jane, take comfort. Next to being married, a girl likes to be crossed in love!
When is your turn to come, Lizzy?
You can't be outdone by Jane.
There are officers enough in Meryton
to disappoint all the ladies here!
Wickham would jilt you creditably!
A less agreeable man would suffice. We must not all expect Jane's good fortune. True.
But it is a comfort that whatever of that kind may befall, your mother will always make the most of it(!)
MRS BENNET: What will become of us?
Indeed I do not know.
And I cannot BEAR to think of Charlotte Lucas being mistress of this house.
That I should live to see her take my place!
MR BENNET: No more gloomy thoughts.
Let us hope for better things.
Let us flatter ourselves that I might outlive you!
You mustn't be anxious for me, Lizzy.
He will be forgot,
and we shall all be as we were before.
But...I may remember him as...
..the most amiable man of my acquaintance.
But that is all.
I have nothing to hope or fear and nothing to reproach him with.
At least I have not had that pain.
My dear Jane. You are TOO good. Your sweetness and disinterestedness are truly angelic.
Don't tease me. Indeed, I do not tease you.
There are few people whom I love and even fewer of whom I think well.
The more I see of the world, the more I am dissatisfied with it.
Jane, what if you were to go to town?
Aunt and Uncle Gardiner would be happy to take you to London. Why would you have me go to London?
No reason...
A change of scene and society?
Oh, why are you so LATE?
I am sure I feared your coach had been attacked by robbers!
­ Nonsense! How do you do, Fanny?
Very ill, Edward. No-one knows what I suffer with my nerves!
But, then, I never complain.
Best way! What have you got? Did you bring us some presents?
You have not changed, Lydia. Have I not grown?
­ In everything but your sense!
Lizzy!
Get yourselves in! You've barely time for a change of clothes!
We are bidden to the Philips'. Lord knows, I have no desire to go here and there at night!
I'd rather sit at home and rest my nerves!
# God rest ye merry, gentlemen
# Let nothing you dismay
# Remember Christ our Saviour
# Was born on Christmas Day
# To save our souls from Satan's power
# When we were gone astray
# Oh, tidings of comfort and joy
# Comfort and joy
# Oh, tidings of comfort and joy...#
Poor Jane. I would not have you think I blame poor Jane at all.
< MRS PHILIPS: Who could blame poor Jane?
She is the dearest girl. And, as I said, she did her best.
She could have got Bingley. She did her best. No-one can do more.
But, oh, sister,
< when I think about Lizzy!
It must be hard. It is very hard.
She could have been Mr Collins' wife! That would have been a comfort!
Oh, those Lucases are artful indeed!
(They are all for what they can get!)
However, your coming at this time is a great comfort.
We are very pleased to hear about the latest fashions for long sleeves!
May I present Mr Wickham to you, Aunt?
I understand you come from Derbyshire, Mr Wickham.
Indeed, I do. Do you know it well?
Very well. I spent many happy years at Lambton.
But that is near where I grew up, at Pemberley.
Pemberley! The most handsome house in Derbyshire,
< and consequently the whole world!
I agree, ma'am. Er... are you familiar with the family?
- No, not at all. - I was the protege of old Mr Darcy.
He was the best of men. I wish you had known him.
Out! >
I've won!
Let's have some dancing. I long for a dance.
Mary!
Mary, play Grimstock.
MARY PLAYS: "Grimstock"
Capital! Capital!
Fine girls, eh, Mr Gardiner?
­ Indeed, Sir William.
- The two eldest in particular. - They would grace the Court itself!
Let us not forget the younger Miss Bennets.
­ Aye, they have arms and legs, and are the silliest girls in England!
MUSIC: "The Corporation"
And when do you go into Kent?
We shall spend the wedding night at Lucas Lodge and on to Kent on Friday.
You will write to me, Lizzy?
I am not likely to leave Kent for a time. Shall I hear from you often?
You certainly shall. My father and Maria are to come to me in March.
Will you promise to join us? Indeed, you will be as welcome as them.
Then how could I refuse? I must see the famous chimneypiece at Rosings Park!
That you could not avoid if you wished to!
< Charlotte!
Have you asked her, Charlotte?
Is she to come to Hunsford? Yes. Good! I shan't be frightened of Lady Catherine if YOU are with us, Lizzy!
MARIA: Who is that girl dancing with Mr Wickham?
Her name is Mary King. She has an uncle in Meryton. She's not very pretty!
Beauty is not the only virtue! She has inherited a fortune of £10,000!
Now THAT is a definite virtue!
MRS BENNET: No, it is very hard. I feel sorry for Lizzy, though she has done little to deserve it!
For Wickham to chase Miss King for £10,000!
KITTY: I wish someone would die and leave me £10,000 - then all the officers would be in love with me!
MRS BENNET: I'm sure they would, Kitty.
KITTY: Did you think her pretty, Mama?
MRS BENNET: She has nothing to any of you. A short freckled thing. Poor Wickham! How he must be suffering!
JANE: "January 12th. Dearest Lizzy, here we continue at Gracechurch Street to be quiet and comfortable.
"My aunt and uncle could not be kinder.
"All I lack here, dear Lizzy, is you, to make me laugh at myself.
"You will remember that three weeks ago,
"I took the opportunity of calling on Miss Bingley in Grosvenor Street.
"I was very eager to see Caroline again,
"and I thought that she was glad to see me -
"though a little out of spirits.
"She reproached me for giving her no notice of my coming to London.
"It is strange that both my letters have gone astray..." Very strange indeed!
"My visit was not long, as Caroline and Mrs Hurst were going out,
"but they promised to call at Gracechurch Street in a day or two.
"I waited at home every morning for three weeks,
"and at length, today, she came.
"I know, my dear Lizzy, you will be incapable of triumphing at my expense
"when I confess I have been deceived in Miss Bingley's regard for me.
"She made it very evident that she took no pleasure in seeing me.
"When I asked after her brother, she made it clear that he knows I am in town,
"but is much engaged at present with Mr Darcy and his sister.
"I must conclude, then...
"..that Mr Bingley now no longer cares for me."
BIRDS TWITTER
Lizzy! Come quick! Denny and Carter are here,
and guess who else? Wickham!
I heard that you were going into Kent - I felt I had to see you first.
I'm glad you did. I've missed our conversations.
I am to congratulate you on your forthcoming betrothal to Miss King.
I think you must despise me.
Indeed, I do not, believe me. Handsome men must have something to live on as well as the plain ones!
Miss Bennet, I would wish you to believe me that...
had circumstances been different...
Had old Mr Darcy never had a son!
Oh, yes, but life is full of these trials, as my sister Mary reminds us daily.
I sincerely wish you every happiness in the world.
You are very forbearing. I flatter myself I am!
I think Jane would be quite proud of me.
I hope you and I, at least, will always be good friends. I'm sure we shall, Mr Wickham.
FOOTSTEPS AND CHATTERING
Well, Lizzy, on pleasure bent again!
Never a thought of what your parents will suffer in your absence?
It is a pleasure I could WELL forego, Father, as I think you know.
But I shall see Charlotte again. What of Mr Collins and Lady Catherine de Bourgh?
As a connoisseur of human folly, you must wish to savour these delights!
Of some delights, sir, a little goes a long way! Yes. Well, think of me, Lizzy.
Until you or your sister Jane return I shall not hear two words of sense spoken together.
You'll be very much missed, my dear.
Very well, very well - get along with you.
­ Aye, Maria.
All that land belongs to Rosings Park. All of it?
MARIA: Lady Catherine must be very rich indeed!
I believe so. I believe so. Your sister has made a fortunate alliance!
< Yes, well, er...
I believe the next turn takes us on to Hunsford.
Sir William!
Maria!
< Cousin Elizabeth!
I am truly honoured to be able to welcome you to my HUMBLE abode.
My dear sir!
Mr Collins.
I am deeply honoured to welcome you to the parsonage...
I am happy to see you, Elizabeth.
And I you.
The staircase, I flatter myself, is eminently suitable for a clergyman in my position -
neither too shallow, nor too steep.
Serviceable, sir. Now, at St James's Court...
It is nothing to the staircases at Rosings.
I say "staircases" because there are several, and each in its way very fine!
And here...
If you will permit me, Cousin Elizabeth...
This will be your...bedchamber, while you are with us.
I trust that you will find it comfortable.
Indeed, it is very pleasant. Observe that closet.
What do you say to that?
Well... Is it not the very essence of practicality and convenience?
Lady Catherine HERSELF suggested that these shelves be fitted there!
Shelves in the closet -
happy thought, indeed(!)
She is kindness itself. Nothing is too small for her notice, is it not, my dear?
She is a very attentive neighbour.
We dine at Rosings twice a week and are never allowed to walk home!
­ Now, that is generosity itself, eh, Maria?
Her Ladyship's carriage is regularly ordered for us. I should say "one of them", for she has several!
And now,
Sir William, you wish to see my gardens?
Mr Collins tends the gardens himself,
and spends a good part of the day there.
The exercise must be beneficial. Oh, yes.
I encourage him to be in his garden as much as possible. And then he walks to Rosings nearly every day.
So often? Is that necessary? Hmm... perhaps not,
but, I confess, I encourage him in that as well.
Walking is very beneficial exercise.
Oh, indeed it is. When he is IN the house he is mostly in his book room.
It affords a good view of the road, whenever Lady Catherine drives by.
You prefer to sit in this parlour?
Yes.
So, often a whole day passes in which we have not spent more than a few minutes in each other's company.
I see.
I find that I can bear the solitude VERY cheerfully. I find myself...
quite content with my situation, Lizzy.
MR COLLINS: Charlotte, come quickly!
MARIA: Lizzy! Lizzy!
Come into the dining room - there is a sight to be seen! Make haste!
Look, Lizzy, look.
Is this all? I thought the pigs had got into the garden!
It's Lady Catherine. No, it's old Mrs Jenkinson!
And Miss Anne de Bourgh! Abominably rude to keep Charlotte outside! She is little!
I like her appearance.
She looks sickly and cross. Yes, she will do very well - she will make him a proper wife. Who, Lizzy?
MR COLLINS: ..Mark the windows!
There are 64 in all. 64!
And I have it on good authority that the glazing alone cost in excess of £600!
It is a handsome building and prettily situated.
And by no means lacking in windows!
Do not make yourself uneasy, cousin, about your apparel.
Lady Catherine is far from requiring our dress to equal her own elegance.
You may arrive simply dressed. She likes to have the distinction of rank preserved.
Thank you, Mr Collins. That is a great comfort(!)
An apothecary will serve your needs. And use Nicholson, Mrs Collins.
I shall be extremely angry if you go elsewhere!
I have no intention to, Lady Catherine. No intention at all.
Well.
Your friend appears quite a genteel, pretty sort of girl, Mrs Collins.
Her father's estate is entailed on MR Collins, I understand. Yes, ma'am, and I am, believe me...
Do you have brothers and sisters? I am the second of five sisters.
Are any of your younger sisters out? Yes, all of them.
ALL?!
What? All five out at once?
The younger ones out before the older are married?
Your youngest sisters must be VERY young?
Yes, ma'am - my youngest is not sixteen.
Well!
She is full young to be out much in company. But really, ma'am,
I think it would be very hard that they not have their share of society
because their sisters have not the means or inclination to marry early.
Sir William, wouldn't you agree?
Er...well... Upon my word!
You give your opinion very decidedly for so YOUNG a person!
Pray, what is your age?
With three younger sisters grown up, your Ladyship can hardly expect me to own it. You are not more than 20,
therefore there is no need to conceal your age. I am not one and twenty.
Hmm.
Mrs Collins,
did I tell you of Lady Metcalf's visit,
thanking me for sending her Miss Pope? She said, "You have given me a treasure."
Yes.
CLOCK TINKLES
Yes.
It is beautiful. I think I could grow almost as fond of these woods and hills as you have, Charlotte.
Lizzy!
We have been here three weeks and already we have dined at Rosings Park SIX times!
I never expected it! No, nor I.
My dear! >
Maria! Cousin Elizabeth!
Mr Darcy is arrived at Rosings!
And with him, his cousin, Colonel Fitzwilliam! >
The gentlemen have vouchsafed us the greatest honour -
to visit the parsonage! > When?
Now! They are hard on my heels! Make haste!
I think this is due to you, Lizzy. Mr Darcy is not here to wait upon ME!
You're mistaken, Charlotte - for he dislikes me as much as I do him.
Make haste!
I am delighted to meet you at last, Miss Bennet. At last? I've heard much of you and none exaggerated!
I can believe that - Mr Darcy is my severest critic. I hope we shall see you frequently at Rosings.
I am fond of lively conversation. This you do not find at Rosings? My aunt seldom requires a response!
Darcy speaks hardly a word in Kent, though he's lively enough elsewhere!
Nobody plays or sings... I believe you play AND sing, Miss Bennet?
A little, and very ill. I pray - no anticipation!
< You are too modest. But any relief would be profoundly welcome!
Can you tell me why Mr Darcy keeps staring at me?
What do you think offends him?
I hope that your family is in good health. I thank you, yes.
My sister has been in town these three months. Have you seen her?
No.
No. I have not had that pleasure.
Mr Darcy and I are not friends! I'm surprised to hear that.
Why should you be? I believe in first impressions. His good opinion, once lost, is lost for ever.
So, you see, it is a hopeless case, is it not, Colonel Fitzwilliam?
BIRDSONG
SHE PLAYS WELL, BUT FALTERINGLY
You will never play REALLY well, Miss Bennet, unless you practise.
You may come to Rosings and play on the pianoforte in Mrs Jenkinson's room.
She would be in nobody's way in that part of the house. Thank you, ma'am.
There are few people in England who have more true enjoyment in music than myself,
or a better taste.
And if I had ever learnt, I should be a true proficient.
And so would Anne...
Do you mean to frighten me, Mr Darcy, by coming in all this state to hear me? But I won't be alarmed.
My courage always rises with every attempt to intimidate me.
I know you enjoy professing opinions not your own.
Your cousin would have you doubt all that I say, Colonel Fitzwilliam. That is ungenerous, is it not?
It is indeed, Darcy. Impolitic too,
for I may tell of his behaviour in Hertfordshire which may shock his relations. I am not afraid of you.
What have you to accuse him of? Tell me how he behaves amongst strangers!
The first time I saw Mr Darcy was at a ball, and he danced only FOUR times, though gentlemen were scarce,
and more than one lady was in want of a partner. I pain you, but so it was.
I feel I am ill-qualified to recommend myself to strangers.
Shall we ask him why?
Why a man of sense and education, who has lived in the world,
should be ill-qualified to recommend himself to strangers?
I...
I have not that talent, unlike some, for conversing easily with strangers.
I do not play this instrument so well as I should wish to,
but I suppose that to be my own fault, for not taking the trouble of practising!
You are perfectly right. You have employed your time much better.
No-one who hears you could think anything wanting. We neither of us perform to strangers.
What are you talking of? What are you telling Miss Bennet? >
I must have my share of conversation.
"..The daughter is a pale, sickly creature with little conversation or talent.
"I am sorry to be so hard on any of our sex!
"Mr Darcy shows no inclination for her, treating her with indifference.
"Lady Catherine is determined to have him for a son-in-law and will not be gainsaid!"
BELL RINGS >
Mr Darcy!
Mrs Collins and Maria are gone into Hunsford with my cousin. You find me all alone this morning, Mr Darcy.
I would not wish to intrude upon your privacy.
I was just writing a letter to my sister Jane in London - that is all.
Ah.
Mr Bingley and his sisters were well, I hope, when you left London?
Perfectly so, I thank you.
I believe Mr Bingley has not much idea for returning to Netherfield?
He may spend only a little time there.
It may be better for the neighbourhood that he give it up entirely!
I should not be surprised if he did, as soon as he gets an eligible offer.
This seems a very comfortable house. I believe Lady Catherine did a great deal to it when Mr Collins arrived.
I believe she did, and there could not be a more grateful recipient!
Mr Collins appears fortunate in his choice of wife. Yes, indeed he is.
Though, seen in a prudential light, it is a good match for her as well.
It must be very agreeable to her to be settled so near to her family.
Near, you say! It's nearly 50 miles.
What is 50 miles of good road? Yes, an easy distance.
Near and far are relative terms. A woman can settle TOO near her family! Exactly.
You would not wish to be always near Longbourn.
I shall trespass on your time no longer.
Please convey my regards to Mrs Collins.
No, no... Please don't trouble yourself.
< Miss Bennet!
Colonel Fitzwilliam!
I have been making the tour of the Park, as I do every year. Shall we walk together? With pleasure.
Do you know Mr Bingley and his sisters?
I know them a little. Bingley is a pleasant man. He is a great friend of Darcy's. Yes.
Mr Darcy is uncommonly kind and takes prodigious care of him! I believe he does take care of him.
I... I understand that he congratulates himself
on having lately saved Mr Bingley the inconvenience of a most imprudent marriage.
Did Mr Darcy give his reasons for this interference?
I understand there were some very strong objections to the lady. And why was HE to be the judge?
You think his interference officious?
Does Mr Darcy have the right to direct how his friend can be happy?
But we know not the particulars. Perhaps there was not much affection in the case. Perhaps not.
But if that were the case, it would lessen my cousin's triumph, don't you think?
Miss Bennet, are you unwell?
A sudden headache...
Perhaps I have walked too far today.
Let us take the shorter way back.
­ Lizzy, I would gladly stay with you, even at Lady Catherine's displeasure!
Charlotte, I beg you to consider...
I shall be fine. A headache will pass speedily in quiet and solitude.
I am sure that, once it is explained, Lady Catherine will not be angry.
She has a Christian generosity of spirit... My dear! >
The time! Why did you not say before?
I cannot express the sovereign importance her Ladyship places on punctuality...
DOOR SLAMS
BELL RINGS
APPROACHING FOOTSTEPS
Forgive me. I hope you are feeling better.
I am, thank you.
Will you not sit down?
HE CLEARS HIS THROAT
In vain I have struggled. It will not do.
My feelings will not be repressed. You must allow me to tell you how ardently I admire and love you.
In declaring myself thus, I go against the wishes of my family and friends, AND my own better judgement.
Our relative situations are such that any alliance between us must be seen as a highly reprehensible connection.
Indeed, as a rational man, I cannot but regard it as such. But it cannot be helped.
Almost from our earliest acquaintance, I have come to feel for you...
a passionate...admiration... and regard,
which, despite myself, has overcome rational objection.
And I BEG you, most fervently, to relieve my suffering and consent to be my wife.
In such cases as these, I believe the established mode is to express a sense of obligation.
But I cannot.
I never desired your good opinion, and you have bestowed it most unwillingly.
I am sorry to cause pain to anyone, but it was unconsciously done and I hope will be of short duration.
And this is all the reply I am to expect?
I might wonder why, with so little effort at civility, I am rejected.
I might wonder why, with a desire to offend me,
you say you like me against your will, reason, even your character!
Was this not some excuse for incivility, if I was uncivil?
I have every reason to think ill of you.
Could ANY consideration tempt me to accept the man who ruined the happiness of a beloved sister?
Can you deny that you have done it?
I have no wish to deny it. I did everything in my power to separate my friend from your sister.
I rejoice in it! Towards him I have been kinder than towards myself!
But that is not where my dislike is founded.
Long before, my dislike of you was decided when I heard Mr Wickham's story.
How can you defend that subject? Such an interest in his concerns!
His misfortunes demand an interest!
His misfortunes! Yes, they are great indeed!
And of YOUR infliction! You have reduced him to his state of poverty,
and yet treat him with contempt and ridicule.
And THIS is your opinion of me?
My faults by this calculation are heavy indeed!
But perhaps these offences might have been overlooked, had not your PRIDE been hurt
by my confessing the scruples which prevented any serious design I had.
Had I concealed my struggles and flattered you... But disguise of every sort is my abhorrence.
Nor am I ashamed of my feelings - they were natural. Must I rejoice in the inferiority of your connections?
Congratulate myself on the hope of relations whose condition in life is so decidedly below my own?
You are mistaken, Mr Darcy.
You merely spared any concern I may have felt had you acted in a better manner.
You could not offer me your hand in any POSSIBLE way that I would accept it.
From the very beginning, your manners showed me your arrogance and your selfish disdain for others.
I knew then you were the last man whom I could EVER marry.
You have said quite enough, madam.
I perfectly comprehend your feelings,
and now have only to be ashamed of what my own have been.
Forgive me for taking up your time, and accept my best wishes for your health and happiness.
Subtitles by Emily Greenwood BBC - 1995