Mr. Stahlbaum: This time has been difficult for all of us, but when Christmas comes, we must do our best to enjoy it.
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.
Mr. Bingley: I've never seen so many pretty girls in my life.
Mr. Darcy: You are dancing with the only handsome girl in the room.
Mr. Bingley: She is the most beautiful creature I have ever beheld. But her sister Elizabeth is very agreeable.
Mr. Darcy: Thoroughly tolerable, I daresay, but not handsome enough to tempt me. You'd better return to your partner and enjoy her smiles. You're wasting your time with me.
Mr. Darcy: And are you having a pleasant trip?
Elizabeth Bennet: Yes... very pleasant.
Elizabeth Bennet: I thought you were in London.
Mr. Darcy: No... No. I'm not.
Elizabeth Bennet: I'm very fond of walking.
Mr. Darcy: Yes... yes I know.
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?
