Governor Swann: So...this is the path you've chosen, is it? After all, he is a blacksmith.
Elizabeth Swann: No; he's a pirate.
Elizabeth Swann: You like pain? Try wearing a corset.
Elizabeth Bennet: He's so... He's so... He's so rich.
Mr. Darcy: 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 expectations, the inferiority of your birth by rank and circumstance. All these things I am willing to put aside and ask you to end my agony.
Elizabeth Bennet: I don't understand.
Mr. Darcy: I love you.
Mr. Darcy: Do you talk, as a rule, while dancing?
Elizabeth Bennet: No... No, I prefer to be unsociable and taciturn... Makes it all so much more enjoyable, don't you think?
Mr. Darcy: Are you so severe on your own sex?
Elizabeth Bennet: I never saw such a woman. She would certainly be a fearsome thing to behold.
Elizabeth Bennet: I've been so blind.
Elizabeth Bennet: He looks miserable, poor soul.
Charlotte Lucas: Miserable he may be, but poor he most certainly is not.
Elizabeth Bennet: Tell me.
Charlotte Lucas: 10,000 a year and he owns half of Derbyshire.
Elizabeth Bennet: The miserable half?
Elizabeth Bennet: I'm very fond of walking.
Mr. Darcy: Yes... yes I know.
Charlotte Lucas: What on earth have you done to poor Mr. Darcy?
Elizabeth Bennet: I have no idea.
Elizabeth Bennet: Only the deepest love will persuade me into matrimony, which is why I will end up an old maid.
Elizabeth Bennet: If he cannot percieve her regard, he is a fool.
Charlotte Lucas: We are all fools in love.
Mr. Darcy: I... do not have the talent of conversing easily with people I have never met before.
Elizabeth Bennet: Perhaps you should take your aunt's advice and practice?
Mr. Wickham: And buckles. When it comes to buckles, I'm lost.
Elizabeth Bennet: Dear, oh dear. You must be the shame of the regiment.
Mr. Wickham: Oh, a laughing stock.
Elizabeth Bennet: What DO your superiors do with you?
Mr. Wickham: Ignore me, mostly.
Elizabeth Bennet: Only the deepest love will persuade me into matrimony.
Elizabeth Bennet: I thought you were in London.
Mr. Darcy: No... No. I'm not.
Mr. Darcy: And are you having a pleasant trip?
Elizabeth Bennet: Yes... very pleasant.
Jane Bennet: Mr. Bingley is just what a young man ought to be. Sensible, good humour.
Elizabeth Bennet: Handsome, conveniently rich.
Jane Bennet: You know perfectly well that I do not believe that marriage should be driven by thoughts of money.
Lady Catherine de Bourg: Mr. Darcy is engaged to my daughter. Now what have you to say?
Elizabeth Bennet: Only this - that if he is so, you can have no reason to suppose he will make an offer to me.
