If you please ma'am, two gentlemen and a lady
< are waiting in the parlour!
< One of the gentlemen is Mr Darcy!
Thank you.
Tell them I shall come directly.
Mr Darcy!
You have not been waiting long?
Not at all.
May I introduce my sister Georgiana?
Georgiana, this is Miss Elizabeth Bennet.
How do you do? I'm pleased to meet you, Miss Darcy. I've heard much about y
Mr Bingley is desirous to see you as well.
He insisted on accompanying us. May I summon him? Of course!
I understand that you are fond of music and play very well.
No, not play very well... I mean, but I am very fond of music.
I should love to hear YOU play and sing.
My brother has told me he has rarely heard anything that gave him more pleasure. You
But your brother exaggerates my talents, perhaps for some misc
Oh, no! That could not be so!
My brother always tells the absolute truth.
Except sometimes he is a little too kind to me.
An ideal elder brother, then.
Yes! I could not imagine a better or a kinder one!
You make me feel quite envious! I have no brothers but FOUR sisters! I should have liked to
Miss Bennet! >
How delighted I was when Darcy told me you were here! How do you do?
I can see that you're well.
Very well indeed, thank you. Good! And your family?
Very well, sir. Yes?
Pray, tell me, are all your sisters still at Longbourn?
All but one.
My youngest sister is at Brighton. Ah.
It seems too long... It IS too long
since we had the pleasure to speak.
It must be several months. Eight months at least!
It was November 26, when we were dancing together at Netherfield.
I think you must be right!
I can't recall a happier time than the months I spent in Hertfordshire.
Miss Bennet. >
My sister has a request to make of you.
Miss Bennet...
my brother and I would be honoured
if you, and your aunt and uncle, would dine with us at Pemberley.
Is tomorrow evening convenient? We should be delighted!
Mr and Mrs Gardiner have no fixed engagements.
Shall we hear you play? If you insist upon it, yes, you shall.
ELIZABETH SINGS "Voi, Che Sapete" by Mozart
¦ What is this sorrow
¦ Nought can dispel?
¦ What is this sorrow
¦ Nought can dispel?
¦ What is this sorrow
¦ Nought can dispel? ¦
SHE PLAYS THE FINAL CHORD
Marvellous!
Play again! You played that song so beautifully!
I played not faithfully at all!
You saw how I fudged my way through the difficult passages.
It IS a beautiful instrument, though.
My brother gave it to me. He is SO good. I don't deserve it.
I'm sure you do! Your brother thinks you do.
And, as you know, he is never wrong.
Now, it is your turn.
I absolutely insist! In front of all these people?!
< I will play, but don't make me sing.
If you like.
SHE PLAYS "Andante Favore" by Beethoven
Are the militia still quartered at Meryton?
No, they are encamped at Brighton.
A great loss for your family.
We are enduring it as best we can, Miss Bingley.
I should think that one gentleman's absence might have caused particular pangs
I can't imagine who you mean.
Certain ladies found the society of Mr Wickham curiously agreeable.
MUSIC STOPS
I'm so sorry! I'm neglecting you!
You need someone to turn the page! SHE CONTINUES PLAYING
There, allow me.
So long! Bye!
How very ill Eliza Bennet looked this evening.
She looks so much older since the winter.
Quite so. She's got so brown!
Louisa and I should hardly know her. What do you say, Mr Darcy?
I notice no great difference.
­ She IS a little tanned, as one is in summe
MISS BINGLEY: I must confess I never saw any beauty in her face.
Her features are not at all handsome. >
There's no brilliancy. Her teeth are tolerable, I suppose,
but nothing out of the common way. >
And as for her eyes, >
which I have heard called "fine", >
I could never perceive anything extraordinary in them!
She has a self-sufficiency without fashion, which I find intolerable.
I think that...
How amazed we were to find her a reputed beauty!
I particularly recall you, Mr Darcy,
one night after they had dined at Netherfield, saying,
"She, a beauty? I should as soon call her mother a wit!"
Later, she seemed to improve on you. I believe you thought her pretty at one time.
Yes, I did.
That was when I first knew her. >
I now consider her to be one of the handsomest women of my acquaintance.
No, the green one.
That'll do.
Good.
Never mind that.
KNOCK AT DOOR
If you please, ma'am, the post just come.
Thank you, Hannah.
A good girl! Very obliging! >
Two letters from Jane. At last! I was wondering why...
This was misdirected at first. No wonder, she wrote the direction very il
Could we postpone our outing?
Of course. You want to read your letters!
We will walk to the church and call back in an hour.
You're very kind.
"Dearest Lizzy, I hope your journey was as delightful as you anticipated.
"We all miss you, our father most of all, I believe.
"My nephews and nieces have commandeered my every moment, but they ARE dear chi
"Our mother finds their exuberance trying for her nerves.
Oh, Mama!
"She spends much of the day alone or with Mrs Phillips.
"Since writing the above, something has occurred of the most serious n
"But I am afraid of alarming you.
"Be assured we are all well. What I have to say relates to poor Lydia!"
Lydia!
"An express came at twelve last night,
"just as we were all gone to bed..."
POUNDING AT DOOR
MRS BENNET: Mr Bennet! Are we to be murdered in our beds?!
Thank you.
"The letter was from Colonel Forster,
"to inform us that Lydia had gone to Scotland with one of his officers.
"To own the truth, with Wickham!"
Oh! Oh, Lydia!
Oh, Mr Bennet! We are all ruined!
"You will imagine our surprise and shock.
"To Kitty, it does not seem quite so.
"I am very, very sorry. So imprudent a match on both sides!
"But I DO hope that his character has been misunderstood."
I wish I could believe it!
"His choice is disinterested at least.
"He must know our father can give him nothing."
That is true. But how could he do this?
She is silly enough for anything.
But Wickham love Lydia?
Marry Lydia?
There is one lady I shall be loath to part from.
"They shall soon return from Gretna, man and wife.
"I must conclude. I shall write again when I have news."
"My dearest Lizzy,
"I have bad news!
"Imprudent as a marriage would be, we now fear worse -
"that they never married, that Wickham never intended to marry poor Lydi
Great God! I knew it!
"I cannot think so ill of him." I can! Poor Lydia!
Poor, stupid girl!
"Colonel Forster said he feared that Wickham is not a man to be trusted."
DARCY: 'She was then but 15 years old.'
"They were traced as far as Clapham. Our father has gone to find them.
"Lizzy, I beg you to come here as soon as possible."
Oh, yes! Where is my uncle?!
If you please, ma'am.
Miss Bennet, I hope this... I beg your pardon.
I must find Mr Gardiner this moment. I cannot be delayed.
Good God. What is the matter?!
I will not detain you, but let the servant go and fetch Mr and Mrs Ga
You are not well! No, I must!
I insist! ..Hello, there!
Fetch Mr and Mrs Gardiner. They are on their way to... The church. ..the chur
Yes, sir, at once.
You are not well. May I call the doctor? No. I am well.
I am well.
Is there nothing you can take for your present relief?
A glass of wine? Truly, you look very ill.
No, I thank you.
Nothing is wrong. I am quite well.
I am only distressed by some dreadful news I have just received.
SHE SOBS
I am sorry. Forgive me. No, no...
I have just received a letter from Jane with such dreadful news.
It cannot be concealed from anyone.
My youngest sister has left all her friends...
..has eloped...
..has thrown herself into the power of Mr Wickham.
They have run away together from Brighton.
You know him too well to doubt the rest.
She has no money,
no connections,
nothing that can tempt him.
When I think that I might have prevented it!
I who knew what he was! Had his character been known, this could NO
But it is all too late now. I am grieved, indeed.
Grieved...shocked...
But is it certain? Absolutely certain?
Oh, yes.
They left Brighton together on Sunday night.
They were traced as far as London, but not beyond.
They are certainly not gone to Scotland.
What has been done to recover her?
My father has gone to London,
and Jane writes to beg my uncle's immediate assistance.
I hope we shall leave presently.
But what can be done?
I know that nothing can be done.
How is such a man to be worked on?
How are they even to be discovered?
I have not the smallest hope.
She is lost forever
and our whole family must partake of her ruin and disgrace.
You have long been desiring my absence.
This unfortunate affair will, I fear, prevent my sister's pleasure
of seeing you at Pemberley today.
Oh, yes.
Be so kind as to apologise for us to Miss Darcy.
Say that urgent business
calls us home immediately.
And if you would kindly conceal the unhappy truth as long as possible...
I know...that it cannot be long.
You may be assured of my secrecy.
But I have stayed too long.
I shall leave you now.
Yes.
Thank you.
Goodbye.
DOOR THUDS SHUT I shall never see him again.
Even if what you say of Wickham is true, I cannot believe this of Lydia.
Ever since the militia arrived, flirtation and officers have filled her h
It may yet be that this is all a misunderstanding,
or a passing folly her friends can hush up and will soon be forgotten.
It IS possible, Lizzy.
Indeed, it is! Why would a man form designs on a girl who is in no way f
and who's staying in the Colonel's family?!
Look at it any way you like - the temptation is not worth the risk.
Not perhaps a risk in his own interest,
but I believe him capable of risking everything else!
PIANOFORTE MUSIC: A sonatina by Clementi
You are very quiet tonight, Mr Darcy.
I hope you do not pine the loss of Miss Bennet.
What?
Excuse me.
There she is! >
Lizzy!
I'm so glad to see you!
Any news? No, but now uncle is here, all will be well.
Our father left on Tuesday and we have heard that he arrived in safety.
Mama has asked for you every five minutes! How is she?
She has not yet left her room.
And you look pale.
Oh, Jane, how much you must have gone through!
I'm so happy to see you, Lizzy. Come!
Ooh!
Lizzy! >
Oh, brother! We are all ruined forever.
If only Mr Bennet had taken us all to Brighton,
none of this would have happened.
I blame the Forsters! I am sure it was some great neglect on their part.
She is not the sort to do such a thing,
IF she had been looked after! > Mama!
Mr Bennet is gone away!
He will fight Wickham and be killed and then what is to become of us?!
Those Collinses will turn us out before he is cold in his grave!
If you are not kind to us, brother, I don't know what we shall do!
Sister, calm down! Nothing dreadful will happen!
I shall be in London tomorrow and we will consult as to what to do.
That is it! You must find them out!
If they be not married, make them! >
Above all, keep Mr Bennet from fighting!
He does not fight!
Oh, yes! Yes, he does!
Wickham will kill him unless you prevent him!
You must tell him what a dreadful state I'm in -
how I have such tremblings and flutterings all over me,
such spasms in my side and pains in my head, and beatings in my heart that I get no rest, ni
Sister, calm yourself! And tell Lydia
not to give directions about wedding clothes till she sees me, for she does not know the best
­ This is the most unfortunate affair and will probably be mu
Thank you, Mary.
We have all apprehended that much.
We must stem the tide of malice
and pour into our bosoms the balm of sisterly consolation.
Pass the potatoes.
I beg you pardon? < I will.
­ Thank you, Kitty.
That's the first kind word I've had since Lydia went away.
It is unfair. I have done nothing naughty!
I don't see that Lydia has done anything dreadful either!
Kitty, please!
We must draw from the unhappy event this useful lesson -
loss of virtue in a female is irretrievable.
My dear Mary, this is hardly helpful.
A woman's reputation is as brittle as it is beautiful.
Therefore, we cannot be too guarded in our behaviour towards the other s
Yes, thank you, Mary.
DOOR OPENS
Now, Jane. Tell me everything about it I have not already heard.
What did Colonel Forster say?
Had they no apprehension before the elopement took place?
Colonel Forster did own he suspected some partiality on Lydia's side,
but nothing to give him any alarm.
Lizzy...
I am to blame. I urged you not to make Wickham's bad conduct known.
Now poor Lydia is suffering for it!
No-one else suspected him for a moment! I am to blame!
You are NOT to blame! No more than I or Mr Darcy or anyone else
You have nothing to blame yourself for. Others are culpable - not you.
She wrote a note for Mrs Forster before she went away.
"My dear Harriet,
"you will laugh when you hear where I am gone,
"and I cannot help laughing at your surprise as soon as I am missed..."
"I am going to Gretna Green,
"you must guess with whom,
"for there is but one man I love.
"Don't send them word at Longbourn.
"It will make the surprise greater when I write signing my name - Lydia
"What a joke! I can scarcely write for laughing!"
Thoughtless, Lydia! What a letter to have written!
At least it shows she believed his purpose was marriage, whatever his real int
Poor Father!
How he must have felt it!
I never saw anyone so shocked. He could not speak for ten minutes.
Our mother was taken ill and the whole house was in confusion.
Lady Lucas has been very kind, offering her services.
She had better had stayed home!
Assistance is impossible. Let her triumph from afar and be satisfied.
That is unkind! I'm sure she meant well.
Perhaps she did.
I am sorry.
It's just that I can't help but be...
Oh, Jane!
Do you not see that more things have been ruined by this than Lydia's reputa
DARCY: 'I have stayed too long.'
I shall leave you now.
KNOCK AT DOOR
Come in.
I thought you would not be in bed yet.
I've been thinking about what you said -
that it is not only Lydia's reputation that has been ruined.
I was angry and upset. It does no good to dwell on it.
You meant, I suppose, that you and I, and Mary and Kitty,
have been tainted by association.
That our chances of making a good marriage are damaged by Lydia's disgrac
The chances of any of us making a good marriage were never very great.
Now I should say they are non-existent.
No-one will solicit our society - Mr Darcy made that very clear to me.
Mr Darcy?
Does he know our troubles?
He happened upon me a moment after I first read your letter.
He was very kind, very gentleman-like.
But he wanted nothing more than to be out of my sight.
He will not be renewing his addresses to me.
He will make sure his friend does not renew HIS to you.
I never expected Mr Bingley to renew his addresses. I am reconciled to t
Surely, you do not desire Mr Darcy's attentions, do you?
No, no. I never sought them.
But you DO think he was intending to renew them?
Do you think he still loves you? I don't know.
I don't know what he was two days ago.
All I know is that now, he or any other respectable man, will want nothing to
PEOPLE SHOUT, HORSES WHINNY
I don't know, sir.
Oh, look! Look who's coming!
Who is it? Mr Collins, of course!
I'm not going to sit with HIM for anyone!
I had hoped to condole with your poor father and mother.
­ Our father is in London and our mother is too sick to lea
Ah. Ah.
I feel myself called on,
not only by our relationship, but by my situation as a clergyman,
to condole with you on the affliction you are now suffering.
Thank you, sir.
A friend in need, is a friend indeed, sir.
Yes.
Be assured, ladies,
that Mrs Collins and myself sympathise with you in your distress,
which must be of the bitterest kind,
from a cause which no time can remove.
The death of your sister would have been a blessing in comparison.
It is more to be lamented since it is supposed, my dear Charlotte info
this licentious behaviour of your sister has arisen from a faulty degree of i
though I am inclined to think her disposition must be naturally bad.
Now, howsoever that may be, you are grievously to be pitied.
We are very grateful, sir, for your...
In which opinion I am joined by Lady Catherine de Bourgh,
< to whom I have related the affair.
< You may agree with me in apprehending
that this false step in one sister must be injurious to the others.
For who, as Lady Catherine herself condescendingly says,
will connect themselves with such a family?
Who indeed, sir?
Now perhaps, in view of that consideration,
you may feel it would be unwise for you to stay any longer now.
Well... Well, perhaps you are right.
Perhaps you are right, cousin Elizabeth.
I feel that a clergyman cannot be too careful,
especially one enjoying the condescension and patronage of Lady Cathe
Your thoughtfulness does you credit, cousin Elizabeth.
< I am very...
very sorry for you all.
Insufferable man! I suppose he means well.
He came to enjoy our misfortunes and congratulate himself on his ow
It's very kind of him to condole with us.
Is he gone?
Yes.
Good. And forever with any luck.
< Aunt Phillips is coming with news from Meryton!
There's little we'd care to hear. Mama will be pleased.
Well, girls! Here's a to-do! Does your mother still keep to her bed?
­ She keeps to her room.
Well, well... The less the servants hear the better, I dare say.
Let me to her, Jane, though heaven knows, I've no glad tidings for her.
Every day I hear a bad tale of Mr Wickham!
Mr Wickham - that everyone praised to the skies!
That half the town was in love with, all the time a villain!
A very demon sent from Hell to ruin us!
I heard he has debts with every tradesman in the town!
Oh, sister!
Tales of gaming debts... Oh, sister!
..of drunken routs where more things were broken than heads!
Oh, sister, stop! < Debauches!
Intrigues! Seductions!
There's hardly a tradesman whose daughters were not meddled with!
Now he's meddling with our dearest girl! The foul fiend!
He shall be MADE to marry her!
I have to say, sister, that I always distrusted
his appearance of goodness.
So did I, AND warned the girls!
Too plausible by half! Would anybody listen?
And now we are all, all ruined!
Oh, my poor girl! >
My poor, poor Lydia!
SHE HUMS
When shall we travel to Hertfordshire, my love?
Come away from the window, dear.
When I have settled my business affairs.
Things take longer than one thinks.
You're not unhappy, surely?
Lord, no! I can't wait to see my mother's face and my sisters'!
Kitty will be SO envious! How I shall laugh!
I hope we marry from Longbourn.
Then all my sisters will have to be bridesmaids!
Oh, I DO wish we could go out into the town,
be seen at plays and assemblies!
All in good time. Be patient, dear.
It makes me want to burst out laughing!
When I think that I have done what none of my sisters has,
and I the youngest of them all!
Mother, here is a letter from Uncle Gardiner!
Father is coming home today!
Does he bring Lydia? No.
They have not found her. >
Uncle will continue enquiries alone.
Without Lydia! Who will fight Wickham and make him marry her?!
< Jane, what is to become of us?!
Oh! Fetch my smelling salts! I feel my faintness coming upon me again!
Oh!
Aagh! Aaagh.
Not now, Jane. Not now, Lizzy.
INAUDIBLE
SHE GASPS
Mrs Younge.
Should I go and get Father?
He's not eaten since he came home.
Let me.
You take Mother her tea.
DOOR OPENS
Well, Jane. Elizabeth.
Mary. Kitty.
You look so tired, Father.
It must have been dreadful for you.
Say nothing of that. Who should suffer but myself?
It has been my own doing and I ought to feel it. >
Oh, Papa!
You must not be so severe upon yourself.
Let me feel how much I am to blame. I am not afraid of the impression.
It will pass away soon enough.
Do you still suppose them to be in London, sir?
Where else can they be so well-concealed?
Lydia always wanted to go to London!
She is happy, then, >
and her residence there will probably be of some duration.
Lizzy, I bear you no ill will for being justified
in your advice to me in May,
which, considering the event, shows some greatness of mind, I think.
I must take Mama her tea.
­ She still keeps state above stairs, does she?
­ Good. It lends such an elegance to our misfortune
­ Another time, I'll sit in my library in my nightcap and powd
and give as much trouble as I can!
Or perhaps I may defer it till Kitty runs away.
I won't do that! If I go to Brighton, I will behave better than Lydia.
I wouldn't trust you as near it as Eastbourne!
Not for £50! >
I have learnt caution and you will feel the effects of it.
No officer is EVER to enter my house again! Or pass through the village!
Balls will be prohibited, unless you stand up with one of your sisters.
You are never to stir out of doors, until you can behave in a rational mann
Well, well, well, don't make yourself unhappy, my dear.
Be good for ten years and you'll go to a revue at the end.
Dearest, shall we not go out tonight?
Can we not go to the theatre? HE SIGHS
What in the world is HE doing here? What?
What a joke! Who? Who is it?
You will never guess! Who is it? Mr Darcy.
Come in! >
Thank you, Hill.
Yes, Hill, what is it?
Is Mrs Bennet asking for us? No, ma'am.
I beg your pardon, but did you know an express come for Master from
When did it come, Hill? Half an hour ago, ma'am.
Well, Lizzy?
PANTING: Papa, what news? What news have you had from our uncle?
I have had a letter from him. Good or bad news?
What is there of good to be expected? Read it yourself.
Read it aloud, Lizzy.
I hardly know what to make of it myself.
"Dear brother, I now have news of my niece and Mr Wickham.
"I have seen them both..." They are married!
"They are not married, nor was there any intention of being so.
"But if you make engagements, I hope it will not be long before they are
Read on.
"You must assure her share of the £5,000 she will inherit from you,
"and allow her, during your life,
"£100 per annum." So little?
What about Wickham's debts? Read on.
"You will easily comprehend Mr Wickham's circumstances are not so ho
Read on! "There will be some little money left when his debts ar
"to settle on my niece." I cannot believe it!
Read on.
"We've judged that my niece shall marry from this house
"of which I hope you will approve." Kitty wanted to be a bridesmaid.
"Reply explicitly as to the financial settlement. Yours, etc."
How can it be possible
he will marry her for so little?
He must not be so undeserving! He must be in love with her!
Think that, if it gives you comfort.
Have you answered the letter? No, but I must, and soon.
And they must marry...
Yet he is such a man!
Yes, they must marry. But there ARE two things I want very much to know.
One is how much your uncle paid for this.
And the other...
How am I ever to repay him?
I wish I had never spoken of this to Mr Darcy!
Please do not distress yourself.
Mr Darcy will respect the confidence.
I'm sure he will.
That is not what distresses me. What then?
I don't know...
How he must be congratulating himself on his escape.
How he must despise me now! You never sought his love,
nor welcomed it when he offered it.
If his opinion is changed, why should you care?
I don't know.
I can't explain it.
I know I shall probably never see him again.
I cannot bear to think he is alive in the world, thinking ill of me.
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