Elizabeth Bennet: Now, if every young man in the room does not end the evening in love with you, I am no judge of beauty.
Jane Bennet: Or men.
Elizabeth Bennet: No, they are far too easy to judge.
Jane Bennet: They're not all bad.
Elizabeth Bennet: Humorless poppycocks, in my limited experience.
Jane Bennet: One of these days, Lizzy, someone will catch your eye, and then you'llhave to watch your tongue.
Elizabeth Bennet: Which of these painted peacocks is our Mr. Bingley?
Charlotte Lucas: He's the one on the left. And on the right is his sister.
Elizabeth Bennet: And the person with the quizzical brow?
Charlotte Lucas: That is his good friend, Mr. Darcy.
Elizabeth Bennet: He looks miserable, poor soul.
Charlotte Lucas: Miserable he may be, but poor he mostcertainly 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: Do you dance, Mr. Darcy?
Mr. Darcy: Not if I can help it.
Mr. Bingley: I have never seen so many pretty girls in my life!
Mr. Darcy: On the contrary, you were dancing with the only handsome girl in the room.
Mr. Bingley: She is themost beautiful creature I have ever beheld! But her sister Elizabeth is very agreeable...
Mr. Darcy: Perfectly tolerable, I daresay, but not handsome enough to tempt me.
Mr. Darcy: Then what do you suggest, to encourage affection?
Elizabeth Bennet: Dancing, even if one's partner is barely tolerable. [turns around and leaves]
Miss Bingley: You write uncommonly fast, Mr. Darcy.
Mr. Darcy:[not looking up from his letter] You are mistaken, I write rather slowly.
Miss Bingley: Letters of business, too. how odious I should think them.
Mr. Darcy: Well, then, it is fortunate that they fall to my lot instead of yours.
Mr. Bingley: Well, I think it's amazing that you young ladies have the patience to be so accomplished.
Miss Bingley: What do you mean, Charles?
Mr. Bingley: You allpaint tables, and play the piano, and embroider cushions! I never heard of lady but people say she is accomplished.
Mr. Darcy: Indeed, the word is applied too liberally. I cannot boast of knowing more than half a dozen women in all my aquaintence who are truly accomplished.
Elizabeth Bennet: My goodness, you must comprehend a great deal in the idea.
Miss Bingley: Indeed; she must have a thoroughknowledge of music, singing, drawing, dancing, and all the modern languages to deserve the word. And something about her air, and manner of walking....
Mr. Darcy: [glanced at the book in Lizzy's hands] And, of course, she must improve her mind with extensive reading.
Elizabeth Bennet: [closes the book she had been reading] I am no longer surprised at your knowing only six accomplished women, Inow wonder at your knowing any.
Mr. Darcy: Are you so severe on your own sex?
Elizabeth Bennet: I never saw such a woman. Surely she would be a fearsome thing to behold.
[Mr. Bingley chuckles]
Caroline Bingley: Miss Elizabeth, let us take a turn about the room.
[Caroline takes Lizzy's arm in hers, and they walk gracefully in a circle around the room]
Caroline Bingley: It's refreshing, is itnot after sitting so long in one attitude?
Elizabeth Bennet: And it is a small kind of accomplishment, I suppose.
Caroline Bingley: Will you not join us, Mr. Darcy?
Mr. Darcy: You can only have two motives, Caroline and I would interfere with either.
Caroline Bingley: What can he mean?
Elizabeth Bennet: Our surest way of disappointing him will be to ask him nothing about it.
CarolineBingley: But do tell us, Mr. Darcy.
Mr. Darcy: Either you are in each other's confidence and have secret affairs to discuss, or you are conscious that your figures appear to the greatest advantage by walking. If the first, I should get in your way. If the second, I can admire you much better from here.
Caroline Bingley: Shocking! How should we punish him for such a speech?
Elizabeth Bennet: We could...