sense and sensibility (1995) - marianne recovers and realizes colonel brandon was her hero all along

I am... I am peaceful. I am... Peaceful. But... I can't... I can't do without you. But... I... I tried to be a really ******* loving Marianne. Mum. Mum, no. Where's Eleanor? I'm here. Please, I'm here. Miranda. Certainly he's not so dashing as Willoughby. He has a formal pleasing countenance. As was a something, if you remember, in Willoughby's eyes at times, which I did not like. Nor is the earth the less or looser thought. For whatsoever from one place doth fall, is with the tide unto another brought. For there is nothing lost that may be found. Shall we continue tomorrow? No, for I must away. Away? Where? That I cannot tell you. It is a secret. You will not stay away long. There I fell, and there I first saw Willoughby. Poor Willoughby, he will always regret me. Suppose it followed that had he chosen me he would have been content. He would have had a wife he loved, but no money. And might soon have learned to rank the demands of his pocketbook far above the demands of his heart. If his present regrets are half as painful as mine he will suffer enough. Do you compare your conduct with his? No. I compare it with what a doctor I've been. I compare it with yours. Thomas. I fetched those beef fillets for you, ma'am. It was far less expensive in Exeter. Fillets for Marianne. Was Exeter crowded, Thomas? Indeed, ma'am. I spoke to Mrs. Braintree and she told me that Miss Popperton had another stroke. And she has no sense for feeling. And that Miss Virgin has been obliged to turn away coals for her drunkenness. Oh, and Mr. Ferrars is married, but of course you know that, ma'am. Who told you that Mr. Ferrars was married, Thomas? I see Mrs. Ferrars myself, ma'am. Miss Lucy Steele as well. She and Mr. Ferrars were stopping in a chaise at the New London Inn. I was able to look up as I passed by and I see it was Miss Steele. So I took off my hat and she inquired after you, ma'am. And all you young ladies, especially Miss Dashwood, bid me to give you her and Mr. Ferrars best compliments and service. And had to be sure to send you a piece of the cake. Did Mrs. Ferrars seem well? Oh, yes, Miss Marianne. She said she was vastly contented. And since she was always a very affable young lady, I made free to wish her joy. Thank you, Thomas. You're welcome.