Mr Darcy is a Next-Level Yearner | Pride & Prejudice (2005) | RomComs

What a fine imposing place it is to be sure, is it not, my dears? There's no house to equal it in the county. Mr. Darcy. Miss Bennet. There she is. Mr. Bingley, 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. It has been most instructive. Not at all. The pleasure is all mine. Mr. Darcy. Miss Elizabeth. May I have the next dance, Miss Elizabeth? You may. Did I just agree to dance with Mr. Darcy? I dare say you will find him very amiable, is he? It would be most inconvenient, since I have sworn to loathe him for all eternity. 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 am perfectly happy to oblige. Please advise me of what you would like most to hear. That reply will do for present. Perhaps by and by I may observe that private rules are much pleasanter than public ones. We remain silent. You talk as a ruler 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. In fact, when we met us, we just had the pleasure of forming a new acquaintance. Mr. Wickham is blessed with such happy manners. He is 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 dare say that is 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. Miss Elizabeth, I have struggled in vain and I can bear it no longer. These past months have been a torment. I came to Rosings with the single object of seeing you. I had to see you. I have fought against my better judgment, my family's expectation, the inferiority of your birth, my rank and circumstance, all these things, and I am willing to put them aside and ask you to end my agony. I don't understand. I love you. Most ardently. Please do me the honor of accepting my hand. Sir, I... I appreciate the struggle you have been through and I am very sorry to have caused you pain. Believe me, it was unconsciously done. Is this your reply? Yes, sir. Are you... Are you laughing at me? No. Are you rejecting me? I'm sure that the feelings which, as you've told me, have hindered your regard will help you in overcoming it. Might I ask why, with so little endeavor and civility, I am thus repulsive? And I might as well inquire why, with so evident a design of insulting me, you chose to tell me that you like me against your better judgment. No, believe me, I didn't mean... If I was uncivil, then that is some excuse, but I have other reasons. You know I have. What reasons? Do you think that anything might tempt me to accept the man who has ruined, perhaps forever, the happiness of a most beloved sister? Do you deny it, Mr. Darcy, that you separated a young couple who loved each other, exposing your friend to the center of the world for caprice, and my sister to its derision for disappointed hopes, and involving them both in misery of the acutest kind? I do not deny it. How could you do it? Because I believed your sister indifferent to him. Indifferent? I watched them most carefully and realized his attachment was deeper than hers. That's because she's shy. Bingley, too, is modest and was persuaded she didn't feel strong enough. Because you suggested it. I did it for his own good. My sister hardly shows her true feelings to me. I suppose you suspect that his... his fortune had some bearing on the matter. No, I wouldn't be your sister for dishonor, though it was suggested... What was? It was made perfectly clear that an advantageous marriage... Did my sister give that impression? No, no. No, there was, however, I have to admit, the matter of your family. Our want of connection. Mr. Bingley didn't seem to vex himself about that. No, it was more than that. How, sir? It was the lack of propriety shown by your mother, your three younger sisters, even on the occasion of your father. You and your sister, I must exclude. And what about Mr. Wickham? Mr. Wickham? What excuse can you give for your... your behavior towards him? You take an eager interest in that gentleman's concerns. He told me of his misfortunes. Oh, yes, his misfortunes have been very great indeed. You ruin his chances, and yet you treat him with sarcasm. So this is your opinion of me. Thank you for explaining so fully. Perhaps these offenses might have been overlooked had not your pride been hurt... ...by my honesty in admitting scruples about our relationship. Could you expect me to rejoice in the inferiority of your circumstances? And those are the words of a gentleman. From the first moment I met you, your arrogance and conceit, your selfish disdain for the feelings of others, made me realize that you were the last man in the world I could ever be prevailed upon to marry. Forgive me, madam, for taking up so much of your time. I couldn't sleep. Nora, my aunt. Yes, she was here. How could I ever make amends for such a thing? 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 travel with me. I believe you spoke with my aunt last night, and this taught me to hope. So I had scarcely allowed myself it. 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 have changed, you have bewitched me, body and soul, and I love you, and never wish to be parted from you from this day on. Well then.