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He does indeed look superior to the assembled company. Caroline Bingley turns to Darcy.ĬAROLINE: Oh dear, we are a long way from Grosvenor Square, are we not, Mr Darcy? She stares, with a kind of surprised shock. The newcomers - creatures from another world - make quite a stir. The music and dancing stops as the local people turn and stare. A dazzling group enters the room: George Bingley (25) a good hearted soul but prone to bumbling embarrassment when his enthusiasms get the better of him, his sister Caroline (23) a victim of every latest fashion, counting herself superior to most company she encounters, and finally, Mr Fitzwilliam Darcy (27) dashing, brooding with an introversion which could be misconstrued as hauteur. JANE: One of these days, Lizzie, someone will catch your eye and then you'll have to watch your tongue. LIZZIE: Humourless poppycocks, in my limited experience. LIZZIE: Oh, they are far too easy to judge. LIZZIE: Well, if every man in this room does not end the evening in love with you then I am no judge of beauty. Lizzie and Jane are a little apart from their family.

How am I going to dance all night if I can't breathe? It's a rough-and-ready, though enthusiastic affair: yeoman farmers, small-time squires with their ruddy-cheeked daughters.

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The local subscription dance is in full swing, (Dance 1). ASSEMBLY ROOMS - MERYTON VILLAGE - NIGHT. Mr Bennet winks at Lizzie.Ī wide shot of the house as we continue to hear the girls argue over what they will wear.ħ INT. They both look' onto Jane and pull at her arms. KITTY: - Oh please Jane, I'll lend you my green slippers. LYDIA: No, I need it! It makes Kitty look like a pudding. KITTY: (to Jane) I have to have your spotted muslin, Jane! Lydia and Kitty shriek with excitement and jump up and down. LYDIA: So will he come to the ball tomorrow? MR BENNET: I will give my hearty consent to his marrying whichever of the girls he chooses. LIZZIE: ( ironically) With five thousand a year, would not matter if he had warts and a leer. I have a high respect for them they have been my constant companions these twenty years. MRS BENNET: How can you tease me, Mr Bennet? Have you no compassion for my poor nerves? MR BENNET: There is no need, for I already have. LYDIA: Are you listening? You never listen. Mr Bennet walks to a table and places the plant in the light. MRS BENNET: - So you must go and visit him at once.ĥ INT. He walks through the girls to the drawing room pursued by Mrs Bennet. Mr Bennet takes a plant he's been looking at from his table and walks out of the library into the corridor, where the girls are gathered, Mrs Bennet following. MR BENNET: Oh, so that is his design in settling here? MRS BENNET: My dear Mr Bennet, how can you be so tiresome! You know that he must marry one of them.

MRS BENNET: What a fine thing for our girls! Mr Bennet is trying to ignore Mrs Bennet. Lydia leans in, whilst Jane and Lizzie strain to hear without appearing t_. JANE, the eldest and very beautiful if rather naive sister, materializes at Lizzie's elbow.

LIZZIE: Liddy! Kitty - what have I told you about listening at - LYDIA: Never mind that, there's a Mr Bingley arrived from the North She walks down the entrance hall past the room where MARY (18) the bluestocking of the family, is practising, and finds KITTY (16) and LYDIA (15) are listening at the door to the library. MRS BENNET: (cont'd) Do you not want to know who has taken it? MR BENNET: As you wish to tell me, I doubt I have any choice in the matter.Īs Lizzie walks through the hallway, we hear the sound of piano scales plodding through the afternoon. We follow Lizzie into the house, but still overhear her parents' conversation. MRS BENNET: My dear Mr Bennet, have you heard that Netherfield Park is let at last? She walks passed the back of the house where, through an open window to the library, we see her mother and father, MR and MRS BENNET. Lizzie jumps up onto a wall and crosses the moat by walking a wooden plank duck board, a reckless trick learnt in early childhood. She approaches Longbourn, a fairly run down 17th Century house with a small moat around it. This is LIZZIE BENNET, 20, good humoured, attractive, and nobody's fool. She is reading a novel entitled 'First Impressions'. FADE UP ON: A YOUNG WOMAN, as she walks through a field of tall, meadow grass.