Pride and Prejudice Page #3

Leaving everything

to that cousin of yours!

That - that odious Mr. Collins!

Mrs. Bennet,

for the thousandth time!

This estate was entailed

when I inherited it.

It must, by law,

go to a male heir.

A male heir, Mrs. Bennet!

And, it's possible you remember,

we have no son!

All the more reason why you

should take some responsibility

by getting husbands for them!

No! You escape

into your intelligible books!

And leave everything to me!

Look at them!

Five of them without dowries!

What's to become of them?

Yes, what is to become

of the wretched creatures?

Perhaps we should have drowned

some of them at birth.

Mr. Bennet!

I'm glad

you didn't drown me, Papa!

It's much too nice

just being alive!

Even if I never have a husband.

Well, I hope Mr. Bingley

likes the hat.

We are not in the way of knowing

what Mr. Bingley likes

since we're not to meet him!

Mary, stop playing!

Don't keep on coughing, Kitty!

Good heavens!

Have a little compassion

on my poor nerves!

Well, Kitty

has no discretion in her cough.

She times them ill.

I don't cough

for my own amusement, Mama.

Mama, why aren't we

to meet Mr. Bingley?

Don't speak about Mr. Bingley!

I'm sick of him!

Eh? Oh, I'm sorry

to hear that, my dear.

If I'd known

that you'll feel like this,

I shouldn't have

gone out of my way

to make

his acquaintance last week.

Oh! Oh! It's very unlucky!

I even gave him tickets

to the Assembly Ball.

And I believe, he intends to

make himself known to you there.

Mr. Bennet, you could be wicked

and bold at times!

Since he signed his lease

at Netherfield, my dear.

Ohh!

Did you tell him that

you had five daughters, Papa?

Well, I told him

if he ran into five of the

silliest girls in England,

they would be my daughters.

Do you suppose the tenants

at Netherfield are not coming?

Very discourteous if they don't

considering Mr. Bennet

gave them tickets.

Don't you think we dance

beautifully together, Mr. Wickham?

I suspect you dance beautifully

with anyone, Miss Lydia.

And I know I do.

Tell me, who is the lovely

creature in the blue dress?

That lovely creature

is my sister, Elizabeth.

Ahh! Then, I'm in luck!

Please present me

when the dance is over.

Lizzie! This is Mr. Wickham.

He wants to meet you.

He thinks

you're a lovely creature.

Someday, I'll tell you

what sort of a creature you are.

After that introduction,

I hardly know how to begin,

Miss Elizabeth.

Shall I offer a remark

on the weather?

If you can make it fit

for a young lady's ears.

You are right. The weather

is too dangerous a subject.

To be quite safe,

I shall ask you

how you like it here in Meryton.

Ahh! That's anything but safe!

I'm just discovering

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