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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 less 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 don'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's book of priests 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 before. 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 know 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 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 his 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've just been sitting in the hotel. Then you came, and... I figured... The thing is... Don't even think about it. Go away immediately. Go away. All right. Sorry. You were saying? I have to go away today, but I... ...wondered if I didn't... ...whether you might let me see you a little... ...or... ...a lot, maybe. See if you could like me again. But yesterday that actor asked you who I was, and you just dismissed me out of that. I heard... ...you had a microphone I had. Will you expect me to tell the truth about my life to the most indiscreet man in England? Excuse me, uh, it's your mother on the phone. Uh, will you tell her I'll ring her back? I've actually tried that tack, but you said you've said that once before, and it's now been about 24 hours, and the foot that was purple is now sort of blackish in color, and... Right, right. Yeah. Perfect timing, as ever. Um... Martin, hold the phone a second. Uh... Uh, yes, all right. Um... Could I just say... I thought Ghost was the most wonderful film. Is that right? Oh, yes. Um... I've always wondered what, um... ...what Patrick Swayze is like in real life. I can't say that I know Patrick all that well. But he wasn't that friendly during filming? Well, I'm sure he was friendly to Demi Moore, who acted with him in Ghost. Right. Sorry. I've always been a bit of an ass. Um... Anyway, um... Well, it was lovely to meet you. Um, I'm a huge, huge fan of yours. Um, and Demi, of course. Sorry. It's fine. There's always a pause when the jury goes out to consider their verdict. Anna, look, um... I'm a fairly level-headed bloke. Not often in and out of love. But, uh... Can I just say no to your kind request? Yes. Fine. Of course, I... Of course. Well, I'll just be going. Um, then, it was nice to see you. The thing is... With you, I'm in real danger. It seems like a perfect situation, apart from that foul temper of yours. But my relatively inexperienced heart would, I fear, not recover. Uh, if I was once again cast aside, as I would absolutely expect to be. Uh, there are just too many pictures of you, too many films. You know, you'd go, and I'd be, uh... Well-buggered. That really is real now, isn't it? I live in Notting Hill. You live in Beverly Hills. Everyone in the world knows who you are. My mother has trouble remembering my name. Fine. Good to see you. Good to see you. The fame thing isn't really real. No. And don't forget... I'm also just a girl... Standing in front of a boy... Asking him to love. Bye. Hi. Who is it? It's carol singers. Give them a quid and tell them to bugger off. Enough. Enough now. Oh, I'm sorry. Oh, do you... Have you met Lillian? Oh, she's my best friend. Oh, yeah, I know. We've only known each other for five minutes. Oh. See? Okay? Not drunk. Oh. Told you. So you're just a terrible sober driver? Ha ha. Very funny. Can I stop walking now? You can stop walking when I tell you to stop walking. Hey, look. If I was drunk, would I be able to do this? Stop it. Stop it. Please stop. Please stop. I believe you. You're not drunk. But I'm still going to have to give you a ticket. What? Why? It's the funny thing about brake lights. You have to have them. I've been out for like a year. Please. Please, I promise I will get them fixed. This week, I promise. Please. Do you have to give me a ticket? Yes. License and registration, please. Oh, look at that. You live on Wynwood Drive. Yep. We're neighbors. I just live over on Ashley. Oh. I used to work on Ashley. Oh, you did? Mm-hmm. Where? Um, I had a bakery on the main part of the... Oh. Cake, baby. Your cake, baby. Yeah. You had your sign. It was your face. Yeah. That was you. That was me. You make good cakes. Thanks. You used to make these little pastry things. You'd put something in them. Like a cream or a custard. Cream puffs. That's what you called them. Delicious. Yeah, you used to get served by this tall, kind of a broad guy. Like a wormy face. Oh. My boyfriend. Sorry. Oh, no, no. He was my boyfriend. And then he left me when my business went under. You're kidding. You're a dick. I'm glad I never tipped him. You know what? Let's forget about this. Let's just forget this one. Really? Under one condition. What? Get your taillights fixed. I promise. I promise I will. Before you kill someone. I'm not gonna kill anybody. Okay, there's your ID. And I'm gonna give you this. It's a buddy of mine. He has a buddy shop in Milwaukee. He'll fix those right up for you. Bill Cosby? Yeah, with a Z. Different guy. Yeah. And don't mention the whole Bill Cosby thing to him. It drives me nuts. I mean it. Okay. I get it. Oh, you know what? If you mention my name that I referred you, he'll give you a particularly good deal. Oh, my gosh. Thank you. I really appreciate it. Thanks. Okay. Well, I appreciated your cake, so. So, we're even. It's really nice of you. Thank you. We're not all bad. What? We're not all bad. Oh. Yeah. Actually, the rest of them are, but not me. I'm the best of them. Okay. Thank you. Anyway. Thank you. 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. Can I help you two? No, thanks. I'll just look around. Fine. That book's really not great. Just in case, you know, browsing turned to buying. You'd be wasting your money. But if it's Turkey you're interested in, this one, on the other hand, is very good. I think the man who wrote it has actually been to Turkey, which helps. There's also a very amusing incident with a kebab, which is one of many amusing incidents. Thanks. I'll think about it. Or in the bigger hardback variety, there's... I'm sorry. Can you just give me a second? Excuse me. Yes? Bad news. We've got a security camera in this part of the show. So? So I saw you put that book down your trousers. What book? The one down your trousers. No, I don't have a book down my trousers. Right. I'll tell you what. I'll call the police and... What can I say if I'm wrong about the whole book down the trousers scenario? I really apologize. Okay. What if I did have a book down my trousers? Well, ideally, when I went back to the desk, you'd remove the Cadogan Guide to Barley from your trousers and... either wipe it and put it back or buy it. I'll see you in a sec. Sorry about that. No, it's fine. I was going to steal one, but now I've changed my mind. Oh, signed by the author, I see. Um... Yeah, couldn't stop him. If you can find an unsigned one, it's worth an absolute fortune. Excuse me. Yes? Can I have your autograph? Ah. Here. What's your name? Rufus. What does it say? That's my signature, and above it, it says, Dear Rufus, you belong in jail. Good one. Do you want my phone number? Tempting. But... No. I will take this one. Oh, right, right. So, uh... Well, second thoughts, um... Maybe it's not that bad after all. Actually, it's a sort of classic, really. None of those childish kebab stories you find in so many books these days. And, um... I'll tell you what, I'll throw in one of those for free. Useful for, uh... Fighting fires. Trapping fish. That sort of thing. Thanks. Hello, Daisy. This one's Greta. Hello, Greta. Well, here she is. This is Aurelia. This is Julia. This is Peter. Hi. Oh, Mark, hi. Didn't see you there. Yeah, I just thought I'd tag along. Jamie's friends are so good-looking. He never tells me this. I think maybe now I have made the wrong choice. Picked the wrong Englishman. She can't speak English properly. She just doesn't understand. Dad! Oh, God. Did you get off any friends? Matter of fact, I did. Thanks, Dad. I've kissed her. No, that's cool. Hey! Why are you two doing it? Might get a shag at last. Naughty. Woo-hoo! This is Harry. Hi. Really pleased to meet you. Hello. Harriet. I hope you don't mind. I thought I brought my sister to stay. This is Carla. She's real friendly. Oh, you must be Tony. You look gorgeous. Mrs. O'Brady-Callaghan, where the hell are you going? You said no. I didn't say no. I didn't say anything. You walked away. I was getting something. Really? That was a good time to go get something? Yeah, it was, actually. I was getting this. You gave me this. I wouldn't be holding this ring if it weren't for you. I reject your proposal. I don't want to not make plans with you. I want to make plans with you. You do? Will you marry me? In all my life, I never thought I'd see you down on one knee. It's getting a bit damp down here, so... What's it to be? Anna from Boston? Yes. Yes, I will. I'm so relieved. For a minute there, I thought I wasn't going to have a place to stay the night. What? You think you're staying with me? That's my costume. Put it on me, Bill. I couldn't sleep. Nora. My aunt. Yes, she was here. 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 it has taught me to hope, as I had scarcely allowed myself before. 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. I love you. I never wish to be parted from you from this day on.