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Elizabeth Bennet (Character)
from Pride & Prejudice (2005)

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Pride & Prejudice (2005)
Mr. Darcy: May I have the next dance, Miss Elizabeth?
Elizabeth Bennet: [taken aback] You may.

Mr. Darcy: So this is your opinion of me. Thank you for explaining so fully. Perhaps these offences might have been overlooked had not your pride been hurt by my honesty...
Elizabeth Bennet: *My* pride?
Mr. Darcy: ...in admitting scruples about our relationship. Could you expect me to rejoice in the inferiority of your circumstances?
Elizabeth Bennet: 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.
[they look at each other for a long time as though about to kiss]
Mr. Darcy: Forgive me, madam, for taking up so much of your time.

Elizabeth Bennet: Do you deny it, Mr.Darcy? That you seperated a young couple who loved each other, exposing your friend to the censure world of caprice and *my sister* to derision and dissapointed hopes, involving them both in acute misery of the worst kind and...
Mr. Darcy: I do not deny it.
Elizabeth Bennet: How could you do it?
Mr. Darcy: Because I believed your sister was indifferent.
Elizabeth Bennet: Indifferent?
Mr. Darcy: I observed them most carefully and realized his attachment was far deeper than hers.
Elizabeth Bennet: That's because she's shy!
Mr. Darcy: Bingley to was modestly persuaded that she didn't feel strongly.
Elizabeth Bennet: Because you suggested it!
Mr. Darcy: I did it for his own good!
Elizabeth Bennet: My sister hardly shows her true feelings to me.
Elizabeth Bennet: I suppose his... fortune had some bearing?
Mr. Darcy: No, believe me I wouldn't do your sister the dishonour it was just merely suggested...
Elizabeth Bennet: What was?
Mr. Darcy: [pause] It was clear that an advantageous marriage would be the worst option possible...
Elizabeth Bennet: Did my sister give that impression?
Mr. Darcy: No! No, there was, however, the matter of your family...
Elizabeth Bennet: Our want of connection? Mr.Bingley did not seem to object...
Mr. Darcy: No, it was more than that.
Elizabeth Bennet: How, sir?
Mr. Darcy: It was the lack of propriety shown by your mother, your three younger sisters, and even, on the occasion, your father.
[thunder clash, Elizabeth is hurt]
Mr. Darcy: Forgive me. You and your sister I must exclude from this.
Elizabeth Bennet: And what about Mr.Wickham?
Mr. Darcy: Mr.Wickham?
Elizabeth Bennet: What excuse can you give for your behavior toward him? He told of his misfortunes and yet you treat him with sarcasm.
Mr. Darcy: So this is your opinon of me? Thank you. Perhaps these offences might have been had your pride not been hurt by scruples about our relationship. Am to rejoice in the inferiority of your recent circumstances?
Elizabeth Bennet: And those are the words of a gentleman? From the moment I met you your aroggance and conceit and your selfish disdain for the feelings of other made me realize that you are the last man in the world I could ever be prevailed upon to marry.

Elizabeth Bennet: If I was uncivil, then that is some excuse. But I have other reasons, you know I have.
Mr. Darcy: What reasons?
Elizabeth Bennet: Do you think anything might tempt me to accept the hand of the man who has ruined, perhaps for ever, the happiness of a most beloved sister? Do you deny that you separated a young couple who loved each other, exposing your friend to censure of the world for caprice and my sister to derision for disappointed hopes, involving them both in misery of the acutest kind?
Mr. Darcy: I do not deny it.
Elizabeth Bennet: How could you do it?

Mr. Bingley: [overheard by Charlotte and Elizabeth] But her sister Elizabeth is very agreeable.
Mr. Darcy: Barely tolerable, I dare say. 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.
[the two men depart]
Charlotte Lucas: Count your blessings, Lizzy. If he liked you, you'd have to talk to him.
Elizabeth Bennet: Precisely. As it is I wouldn't dance with him for all of Darbyshire, let alone the miserable half.

Elizabeth Bennet: I thought you were in London.
Mr. Darcy: No... No. I'm not.

Caroline Bingley: [Elizabeth enters the room, Darcy stands. Caroline is appalled] Good Lord, Miss Elizabeth. Did you walk here?
Elizabeth Bennet: I did.
[long pause]
Elizabeth Bennet: I'm so sorry. How is my sister?
Mr. Darcy: She's upstairs.
Elizabeth Bennet: [another pause; she smiles and curtseys] Thank you.
[she leaves the room]
Caroline Bingley: My goodness, did you see her hem? Six inches deep in mud. She looked positively mediaeval.

Mr. Darcy: Tell me, do you and your sisters very often walk to Meryton?
Elizabeth Bennet: Yes, we often walk to Meryton. It's a great opportunity to meet new people. In fact, when you met us, we'd just had the pleasure of forming a new acquaintance.
Mr. Darcy: Mr Wickham's blessed with such happy manners, as may ensure his making friends. Whether he is capable of retaining them, is less certain.
Elizabeth Bennet: He's been so unfortunate as to lose your friendship. I dare say that is an irreversible event.
Mr. Darcy: It is. Why do you ask such a question?
Elizabeth Bennet: To make out your character.
Mr. Darcy: What have you discovered?
Elizabeth Bennet: Very little. I hear such different accounts of you as puzzle me exceedingly.
Mr. Darcy: I hope to afford you more clarity in the future.

Elizabeth Bennet: Charlotte!
Charlotte Lucas: My dear Lizzy. I've come to tell you the news. Mr. Collins and I are... engaged.
Elizabeth Bennet: To be married?
Charlotte Lucas: Yes of course. What other kind of engaged is there?
[Lizzy looks shocked]
Charlotte Lucas: Oh, for Heaven's sake! Don't look at me like that Lizzy! There is no earthly reason why I shouldn't be as happy with him as any other.
Elizabeth Bennet: But he's ridiculous!
Charlotte Lucas: Oh hush! Not all of us can afford to be romantic. I've been offered a comfortable home and protection. There's alot to be thankful for.
Elizabeth Bennet: But...
Charlotte Lucas: I'm twenty-seven years old, I've no money and no prospects. I'm already a burden to my parents and I'm frightened. So don't you judge me, Lizzy. Don't you dare judge me!

Mr. Darcy: I love you. Most ardently. Please do me the honor of accepting my hand.
Elizabeth Bennet: Sir, I appreciate the struggle you have been through, and I am very sorry to have caused you pain. Believe me, it was unconsciously done.
Mr. Darcy: Is this your reply?
Elizabeth Bennet: Yes, sir.
Mr. Darcy: Are you... are you laughing at me?
Elizabeth Bennet: No.
Mr. Darcy: Are you *rejecting* me?
Elizabeth Bennet: I'm sure that the feelings which, as you've told me have hindered your regard, will help you in overcoming it.
Mr. Darcy: Might I ask why, with so little endeavor at civility, I am thus repulsed?
Elizabeth Bennet: And I might as well enquire why, with so evident a design of insulting me, you chose to tell me that you liked me against your better judgment.

Elizabeth Bennet: And that put paid to it. I wonder who first discovered the power of poetry in driving away love?
Mr. Darcy: I thought that poetry was the food of love.
Elizabeth Bennet: Of a fine stout love, it may. But if it is only a vague inclination I'm convinced one poor sonnet will kill it stone dead
Mr. Darcy: So what do you recommend to encourage affection?
Elizabeth Bennet: Dancing. Even if one's partner is barely tolerable.

Mr. Bennet: Well, if Jane does die, it will be a comfort to know she was in pursuit of Mr. Bingley.
Mrs. Bennet: People do not *die* of colds.
Elizabeth Bennet: Though she may well perish with the shame of having such a mother.

Mr. Bennet: I cannot believe that anyone can deserve you... but it apppears I am overruled. So, I heartily give my consent.
Elizabeth Bennet: [kissing and hugging him] Thank you.
Mr. Bennet: I could not have parted with you, my Lizzy, to anyone less worthy.

[last lines]
[US version]
Mr. Darcy: How are you this evening, my dear?
Elizabeth Bennet: Very well... although I wish you would not call me "my dear."
Mr. Darcy: [chuckles] Why?
Elizabeth Bennet: Because it's what my father always calls my mother when he's cross about something.
Mr. Darcy: What endearments am I allowed?
Elizabeth Bennet: Well let me think..."Lizzy" for every day, "My Pearl" for Sundays, and..."Goddess Divine"... but only on *very* special occasions.
Mr. Darcy: And... what should I call you when I am cross? Mrs. Darcy...?
Elizabeth Bennet: No! No. You may only call me "Mrs. Darcy"... when you are completely, and perfectly, and incandescently happy.
Mr. Darcy: [he snickers] Then how are you this evening... Mrs. Darcy?
[kisses her on the forehead]
Mr. Darcy: Mrs. Darcy...
[kisses her on the right cheek]
Mr. Darcy: Mrs. Darcy...
[kisses her on the nose]
Mr. Darcy: Mrs. Darcy...
[kisses her on the left cheek]
Mr. Darcy: Mrs. Darcy...
[finally kisses her on the mouth]

Elizabeth Bennet: [as she writes to Jane, Darcy suddenly enters] Mr.Darcy.
[Darcy bows, Elizabeth stands and curtseys]
Elizabeth Bennet: Please, do be seated.
[no reponse]
Elizabeth Bennet: [silence] Mr and Mrs Collins have gone to the village.
Mr. Darcy: [nods and looks around the room] This is a charming house. I believe my aunt did a great deal to it when Mr.Collins first arrived.
Elizabeth Bennet: I believe so. She could not have bestowed her kindness on a more grateful subject.
[more silence, neither one of them know what to say]
Elizabeth Bennet: Shall I call for some tea?
Mr. Darcy: No, thank you.
[a few brief more moments of silence]
Mr. Darcy: Good day, Miss Elizabeth, it's been a pleasure.
[rushes out, passing by Charlotte]
Charlotte Lucas: [to Elizabeth] What have you done to poor Mr.Darcy?
Elizabeth Bennet: ...I have no idea.

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. Bennet: How happy for you, Mr. Collins, to possess a talent for flattering with such... delicacy.
Elizabeth Bennet: Do these pleasing attentions proceed from the impulse of the moment, or are they the result of previous study?
Mr. Collins: They arise chiefly from what is passing of the time. And though I do sometimes amuse myself with arranging such little elegant compliments, I always wish to give them as unstudied an air as possible.
Elizabeth Bennet: Oh, believe me, no one would suspect your manners to be rehearsed.

Charlotte Lucas: What on earth have you done to poor Mr. Darcy?
Elizabeth Bennet: I have no idea.

Elizabeth Bennet: [about Mr. Darcy] He is not proud. I was wrong, I was entirely wrong about him. You don't know him, Papa. If I told you what he's really like, what he's done.
Mr. Bennet: What has he done?

Georgiana Darcy: [to Elizabeth on playing the piano] Do you play duets Miss Bennet?
Elizabeth Bennet: Only when forced.
Georgiana Darcy: [to Darcy] Brother, you must force her.

Elizabeth Bennet: [On Marriage] Is that really all you think about?
Mrs. Bennet: When you have five daughters, Lizzie, tell me what else will occupy your thoughts, and then perhaps you will understand.

Elizabeth Bennet: I've been so blind.

Jane Bennet: Oh, Lizzy, if I could but see you happy. If there were such another man for you.
Elizabeth Bennet: Perhaps Mr. Collins has a cousin.

Elizabeth Bennet: I could more easily forgive his vanity had he not wounded mine.

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?

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. Darcy walks next to the piano]
Elizabeth Bennet: You mean to frighten me, Mr. Darcy, by coming in all your state to hear me, but I won't be alarmed even if your sister does play so well.
Mr. Darcy: I am well enough acquainted with you, Miss Elizabeth, to know that I can not alarm you, even should I wish it.

Elizabeth Bennet: Are you too proud Mr. Darcy? And would you consider pride a fault or a virtue?
Mr. Darcy: That I couldn't say.
Elizabeth Bennet: Because we're doing our best to find a fault in you.
Mr. Darcy: Maybe it's that I find it hard to forgive the follies and vices of others, or their offenses against me. My good opinion, once lost, is lost forever.
Elizabeth Bennet: Oh, dear, I cannot tease you about that. What a shame, for I dearly love to laugh.
Caroline Bingley: A family trait, I think.

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 it not 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.
Caroline Bingley: 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.

Elizabeth Bennet: Did I just agree to dance with Mr. Darcy?
Charlotte Lucas: I dare say you will find him amiable.
Elizabeth Bennet: It would be most inconvenient since I have sworn to loathe him for all eternity.
[both laugh]

Mr. Darcy: And are you having a pleasant trip?
Elizabeth Bennet: Yes... very pleasant.

[ordered to order Lizzie to accept Mr. Collins's proposal]
Mr. Bennet: Your mother insists on you marrying Mr. Collins...
Mrs. Bennet: Yes! Or I'll never see her again!
Mr. Bennet: Well, Lizzy, from this day henceforth it seems you must be a stranger to one of your parents...
Mrs. Bennet: Who will maintain you when your father's gone?
Mr. Bennet: Your mother will never see you again if you do not marry Mr. Collins... and I will never see you again if you do.
Mrs. Bennet: Mr. Bennet!
Elizabeth Bennet: Thank you, Papa.

Elizabeth Bennet: He's been a fool about so many things, about Jane, and others... but then, so have I. You see, he and I are so similar.
[starts laughing helplessly]
Elizabeth Bennet: We've been nonsensical! Papa, I...
Mr. Bennet: [also starts laughing, softly] You really do love him, don't you?
Elizabeth Bennet: Very much.

Elizabeth Bennet: If he cannot percieve her regard, he is a fool.
Charlotte Lucas: We are all fools in love.

Elizabeth Bennet: I'm very fond of walking.
Mr. Darcy: Yes... yes I know.

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*.

Elizabeth Bennet: What a beautiful pianoforte.
Georgiana Darcy: My brother gave it to me. He shouldn't have.
Mr. Darcy: Yes, I should've.
Georgiana Darcy: Oh, very well then.
Mr. Darcy: Easily persuaded, is she not?
Elizabeth Bennet: Your unfortunate brother once had to put up with my playing for a whole evening.
Georgiana Darcy: But he says you play so well.
Elizabeth Bennet: Then he has perjured himself most profoundly.
Mr. Darcy: No I said, "played quite well."
Elizabeth Bennet: Oh, "quite well" is not "very well." I'm satisfied.

Lady Catherine de Bourg: Now tell me once and for all: Are you engaged to him?
Elizabeth Bennet: I am not.
Lady Catherine de Bourg: And will you promise never to enter into such an engagement?
Elizabeth Bennet: I will not and I certainly never shall. You have insulted me in every possible way, and can now have nothing further to say.
[Goes towards the door]
Elizabeth Bennet: I must ask you to leave immediately.
[Opens door]
Elizabeth Bennet: Good night.
Lady Catherine de Bourg: [Storms out] I have never been thus treated in my entire life.

Elizabeth Bennet: Now if every man in the room does not end the evening in love with you then I am no judge of beauty.
Jane Bennet: [giggles] Or men.
Elizabeth Bennet: [laughs brightly] 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'll have to watch your tongue.

Mr. Bennet: Lizzy, are you out of your senses? I thought you hated the man.
Elizabeth Bennet: No, Papa.
Mr. Bennet: He's rich, to be sure, and you will have more fine carriages than Jane. But will that make you happy?
Elizabeth Bennet: Have you no objection other than your belief in my indifference?
Mr. Bennet: None at all. We all know him to be a proud, unpleasant sort of fellow... but that would be nothing if you really liked him.
Elizabeth Bennet: I do like him.
Mr. Bennet: Well...
Elizabeth Bennet: I love him.

Elizabeth Bennet: He's so... He's so... He's so rich.

Mary Bennet: The glories of nature. What are men compared to rocks and mountains?
Elizabeth Bennet: Believe me. Men are either eaten up with arrogance or stupidity. If they are amiable, they are so easily led they have no minds of their own whatsoever.
Mrs. Gardiner: Take care, my love. That savors strongly of bitterness.

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. Collins: Mrs. Bennet I was hoping, if it would not trouble you, that I might solicit a private audience with Miss Elizabeth in the course of the morning.
Mrs. Bennet: Oh, yes. Certainly. Lizzy will be very happy indeed. Everyone, out. Mr. Collins would like a private audience with your sister.
Elizabeth Bennet: No, no, wait, please. I beg you. Mr. Collins can have nothing to say to me that anybody need not hear.
Mrs. Bennet: No nonsense, Lizzy. I desire you will stay where you are. Everyone else to the drawing room. Mr. Bennet?
Mr. Bennet: But...
Mrs. Bennet: Now.

Mrs. Bennet: Now she'll have to stay the night. Exactly as I predicted.
Mr. Bennet: Good grief, woman. Your skills in the art of matchmaking are positively occult.
[Mrs. Bennet giggles]
Elizabeth Bennet: Though I don't think, Mama, you can reasonably take credit for making it rain.

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. 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: [to Mr. Collins] Mr. Collins, I cannot accept you.

Elizabeth Bennet: Only the deepest love will persuade me into matrimony.

Elizabeth Bennet: Do you dance, Mr. Darcy?
Mr. Darcy: Not if I can help it.

[first lines]
Elizabeth Bennet: [to frolicking sisters] Lydia! Kitty!
Mrs. Bennet: My dear Mr Bennet, have you heard? Netherfield Park is let at last. Do you not want to know who has taken it?
Mr. Bennet: As you wish to tell me, my dear, I doubt I have any choice in the matter.

Elizabeth Bennet: Kitty! Lydi! What have I told you about listening at the door!
Lydia Bennet: Shh! Nevermind that! It's Mr. Bingley, right from the North!
[Kitty is incoherent]
Lydia Bennet: Five thousand a year!
Elizabeth Bennet: Really?
Lydia Bennet, Kitty Bennet: [in unison] He's single!
Jane Bennet: Who's single?
Elizabeth Bennet: A Mr. Bingley, apparently.
Kitty Bennet: Shh!

Kitty Bennet: Papa!
Mrs. Bennet: Is he amiable?
Mary Bennet: Who?
Kitty Bennet: Is he handsome?
Mary Bennet: Who?
Lydia Bennet: He's sure to be handsome.
Elizabeth Bennet: For five thousand a year, it would not matter if he's got warts and a leer.
Mary Bennet: Who's got warts?
Mr. Bennet: I'll give my heartiest consent to his marrying whichever of the girls he chooses.
Lydia Bennet: So will he come to the ball tomorrow, Papa?
Mr. Bennet: I believe so.

Elizabeth Bennet: So which of the painted peacocks is our Mr. Bingley?
Charlotte Lucas: Well he's on the right and on the left is his sister.
Elizabeth Bennet: And the person with the quizzical brow?
Charlotte Lucas: That is his good friend, Mr. Darcy.
Elizabeth Bennet: The miserable poor soul!
Charlotte Lucas: Miserable, he may be, but poor he most certainly is not.
Elizabeth Bennet: Tell me.
Charlotte Lucas: Ten thousand a year and he owns half of Derbyshire.
Elizabeth Bennet: The miserable half?

Jane Bennet: How do you like it here in Hertfordshire, Mr. Bingley?
Mr. Bingley: Very much.
Elizabeth Bennet: The library at Netherfield, I've heard, is one of the finest in the country.
Mr. Bingley: Yes, fills me with guilt. Not a very good reader, you see. Prefer being out of doors. Oh, I mean I can read, of course. And I'm not suggesting you can't read out of doors, of course. Um...
Jane Bennet: I wish I read more but there always seems to be so many other things to do.
Mr. Bingley: Yes, that's exactly what I meant!

Charlotte Lucas: Count your blessings, Lizzie. If he liked you you'd have to talk to him.
Elizabeth Bennet: Precisely. As it is, I wouldn't dance with him for all of Derbyshire, let alone the miserable half!

Mr. Bingley: Your friend, Miss Lucas, is a most amusing young woman.
Elizabeth Bennet: Oh, yes, I adore her!
Mrs. Bennet: It is a pity she's not more handsome.
Elizabeth Bennet: Mama!
Mrs. Bennet: Oh, but Lizzie would never admit that she's plain. Of course, it's my Jane that's considered the beauty of the county.
Jane Bennet: No, Mama, please...
Mrs. Bennet: When she was only fifteen there was a gentleman that was so much in love with her that I was sure he would make her an offer. However, he did write us some very pretty verses.

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!

Jane Bennet: Do you really believe he liked me, Lizzie?
Elizabeth Bennet: Jane, he danced with you most of the night and stared at you for the rest of it. But I give you leave to like him. You've liked great deal a stupider person. You're a great deal too apt to like people in general, you know. All the world is good and agreeable in your eyes.
Jane Bennet: Not his friend! I still can't believe what he said about you.
Elizabeth Bennet: Mr. Darcy? I could more easily forgive his vanity had he not wounded mine. But no matter. I doubt we shall ever speak again.

Elizabeth Bennet: Only the deepest love will persuade me into matrimony, which is why I will end up an old maid.

Mrs. Bennet: Oh, Mr. Bennet, the way you carry on, anyone would think our girls look forward to a grand inheritance. When you die, Mr. Bennet, which may in fact be very soon, our girls will be left without a roof to their head nor a penny to their name.
Elizabeth Bennet: Oh, Mama, please. It's ten in the morning.

Elizabeth Bennet: Mr Collins is a man who makes you despair at the entire sex.
Mr. Wickham: Yours, I believe.

Elizabeth Bennet: Sir, I am honored by your proposal, but I regret that I must decline it.
Mr. Collins: I know ladies don't seek to seem too eager...
Elizabeth Bennet: Mr Collins, I am perfectly serious. You could not make me happy. And I'm the last woman in the world who could make you happy.
Mr. Collins: I flatter myself that your refusal is merely a natural delicacy. Besides, despite manifold attractions, it is by no means certain another offer of marriage will ever be made to you. I must conclude that you simply seek to increase my love by suspense, according to the usual practice of elegant females.
Elizabeth Bennet: I am not the sort of female to torment a respectable man. Please understand me, I cannot accept you.

Pride and Prejudice and Zombies (2016)
Elizabeth Bennet: To succeed in polite society, a young woman must be many things. Kind... well-read... and accomplished. But to survive in the world as WE know it, you'll need... other qualities.

Mr. Darcy: [to Bingley] Carelessness when dealing with a zombie infection can lead to your abrupt demise.
Elizabeth Bennet: [suddenly at his side] Arrogance can lead to yours.
Mr. Darcy: [irate] Your defect, Ms. Bennet, besides eavesdropping... is to willfully misunderstand people.
Elizabeth Bennet: And yours is to be unjustly prejudiced against them.

Elizabeth Bennet: Your abilities as a warrior are beyond reproach, Mr. Darcy. If only you were as good a friend.

Mr. Bennet: [cunningly] An unhappy alternative is before you. Your mother will never speak to you again if you do not marry Mr. Collins. And I will never speak to you again if you do.
Mrs. Bennet: [realizing, outraged] Who will maintain you when your father is dead? No one, Elizabeth Bennet! You shall become a poor and pathetic spinster!
Elizabeth Bennet: [near tears] Anything! Anything is to be preferred or endured rather than marrying without affection!

Mr. Darcy: Miss Bennet, although I know many consider you to be decidedly inferior as a matter of your birth, family and circumstances, my feelings will not be repressed. In vain, I struggled. I've come to feel for you a most ardent admiration and regard which has overcome my better judgment.
[takes a knee]
Mr. Darcy: So now I ask you most fervently to end my turmoil and consent to be my wife.
Elizabeth Bennet: [in slight shock] If I could feel gratitude I would now thank you. But I cannot. I never desired your good opinion. And you've certainly bestowed it most unwillingly.

Elizabeth Bennet: [to an unconscious Darcy, after the bridge explosion] The very first moment I beheld you, my heart was irrevocably gone.

Elizabeth Bennet: Mr. Darcy, you look as though you are fully mended.
Mr. Darcy: I am. Thank you... If it wasn't for you I'd of surely perished. You have saved me in more ways than one. What you said to me on Hingham Bridge.
Elizabeth Bennet: You heard me?
Mr. Darcy: I did. It gave me hope.
Elizabeth Bennet: For what?
Mr. Darcy: That your feelings towards me may have changed? However one word from you now will silence me on the subject forever. You are the love of my life Elizabeth Bennet. So I ask you now... half in anguish... half in hope... Will you do me the great great honor, of taking me for your husband?
Elizabeth Bennet: [happily] Yes!

Elizabeth Bennet: It is a truth universally acknowledged that a zombie in possession of brains must be in want of more brains.

Elizabeth Bennet: I shall never relinquish my sword for a ring.
Charlotte: For the right man, you would.
Elizabeth Bennet: The right man wouldn't ask me to.

Elizabeth Bennet: Mrs. Featherstone. You're undead.
Mrs. Featherstone: Shh, I've come to tell you a...
[head gets blown off]

Mr. Bingley: You prefer reading to cards?
Elizabeth Bennet: I prefer a great many things to cards.
Caroline Bingley: [In Japanese] One half of the world cannot understand the pleasures of the other.
[Everyone laughs]
Elizabeth Bennet: I don't speak Japanese.
Caroline Bingley: No, of course. You didn't train in Japan. China, was it?
Elizabeth Bennet: A Shaolin temple in Henan province. It was there that I learned to endure all manner of discomfort.
Caroline Bingley: May I inquire as to the nature of this discomfort?
Elizabeth Bennet: I'd much rather give you a demonstration.

Elizabeth Bennet: A woman is either highly trained or highly refined. One cannot afford the luxury of both in such times.

Mrs. Bennet: Do not worry, Mr. Collins, she shall be brought to reason.
Parson Collins: Oh good!
Elizabeth Bennet: No.
Parson Collins: Oh no.

Elizabeth Bennet: Mr. Darcy, you're as unfeeling as the undead.

Elizabeth Bennet: My courage always rises at every attempt to intimidate me.

Lady Catherine de Bourgh: You're a very small estate here.
Elizabeth Bennet: And yet we endure it.

"Pride and Prejudice: Episode #1.1" (1995)
Jane Bennet: He's just what a young man ought to be, Lizzie. Sensible, lively and I never saw such happy manners.
Elizabeth Bennet: Handsome, too, which a young man ought to be, if he possibly can. And he seemed to like you very much, which shows good judgment. No, I give you leave to like him, you've liked many a stupider person.

Miss Bingley: And now the mother! Are we to be invaded by every Bennet in the country? Oh, too much to be borne.
Mr. Hurst: Oh, lord!
[the door opens and Mrs. Bennet, Lizzy, Kitty and Lydia enter]
Mr. Bingley: Mrs. Bennet, you are very welcome.
[He and Darcy bow]
Mr. Bingley: I hope you do not find Miss Bennet worse than you expected.
Mrs. Bennet: Indeed I do, sir. She is very ill indeed, and suffers a vast deal...
[Lizzy looks down, mortified; Bingley looks worried]
Mrs. Bennet: ...though with the greatest patience in the world, for she has the sweetest temper, Mr. Bingley. But she is a great deal too ill to be moved.
[Bingley's sisters, off to the side, look furious at this imposition]
Mrs. Bennet: We must trespass, a little longer, on your kindness.
Mr. Bingley: But of course.
Miss Bingley: Miss Bennet will receive every possible attention, ma'am, I assure you.
Mrs. Bennet: You are very good.
[She laughs, and then immediately dismisses the matter of Jane's health]
Mrs. Bennet: Well, you have a sweet room here! I think you will never want to leave Netherfield, now you are come here.
Mr. Bingley: I believe I should be happy to live in the country forever! Wouldn't you, Darcy?
Mr. Darcy: You would? You don't find the society somewhat confined and unvarying for your taste?
Mrs. Bennet: "Confined and unvarying?" Indeed, it is not, sir! The country is a vast deal pleasanter than town, whatever *you* may say about it!
[Darcy turns his back and walks over to look out the window. Lizzy feels humiliated]
Elizabeth Bennet: Mama, you mistake Mr. Darcy's meaning.
Mrs. Bennet: Do I? Do I? He seems to think the country nothing at all!
Elizabeth Bennet: Mama!
Mrs. Bennet: "Confined!" "Unvarying!" I would have him know we dine with four-and-twenty families!
[the Bingley sisters try unsuccessfully to contain their sniggers; Bingley looks at them in anger and distress]

Sir William Lucas: [to Elizabeth as she's trying to pass] Oh, Miss Eliza, why are you not dancing? - Mr. Darcy, allow me to present this young lady to you as a very desirable partner. You cannot refuse to dance, I am sure, when so much beauty is before you.
Elizabeth Bennet: Indeed, Sir, I have not the least intention of dancing. Please don't suppose that I moved this way in order to beg for a partner.
Mr. Darcy: I would be very happy if you'd do me the honour of dancing with me, Miss Bennet.
Elizabeth Bennet: Thank you, but excuse me... - I am... not inclined to dance.
Sir William Lucas: Come, come, why not, when you see that Mr. Darcy has no objection, although he dislikes the amusement so much in general.
Elizabeth Bennet: [Sardonically] Mr. Darcy is all politeness.
Sir William Lucas: He is, he is! And why should he not be, considering the inducement, for who could object to such a partner! Eh, Darcy?
Elizabeth Bennet: I beg you would excuse me.
[She leaves]
Sir William Lucas: Oh, well, well...
[Looks away]
Sir William Lucas: Oh, capital, Lydia, capital!

Mr. Darcy: Miss Bennet!
Elizabeth Bennet: Mr Darcy.
[Long, awkward pause]
Elizabeth Bennet: I am come to see my sister.
Mr. Darcy: On foot?
Elizabeth Bennet: As you see.
[Another long, awkward pause]
Elizabeth Bennet: Would you be so kind as to take me to her?

Jane Bennet: And Mr. Darcy may improve on closer acquaintance.
Elizabeth Bennet: You mean he'll be in a humour to give consequence to young ladies who are slighted by other men? "She is tolerable, I suppose, but she's not handsome enough to tempt me".
Jane Bennet: It was very wrong of him to say so.
Elizabeth Bennet: Aye, a capital offence!

Mrs. Bennet: [Discussing Darcy] He slighted poor Lizzy you know, flatly refused to stand up with her.
Mr. Bennet: Slighted my Lizzy, did he?
Elizabeth Bennet: I didn't care for him either, father, so it's of little matter.

Mr. Bingley: All young ladies are accomplished. They sing, they draw, they dance, speak French and German, cover screens and I know not what.
Mr. Darcy: But not half a dozen would satisfy my notion of an accomplished woman.
Miss Bingley: Oh, certainly. No woman can be really esteemed accomplished who does not also possess a certain something in her air, in her manner of walking, in the tone of her voice, her address and expressions.
Mr. Darcy: And to all this she must yet add something more substantial in the improvement of her mind by extensive reading.
Elizabeth Bennet: I am no longer surprised at you knowing only *six* accomplished women, Mr. Darcy. I rather wonder at your knowing *any*.

Miss Bingley: Miss Eliza Bennet, let me persuade you to follow my example and take a turn about the room. It's so refreshing. - Will you not join us, Mr Darcy?
Mr. Darcy: That would defeat the object.
Miss Bingley: What do you mean, sir? What on earth can he mean?
Elizabeth Bennet: I think we would do better not to inquire.
Miss Bingley: Nay, we insist on knowing your meaning, sir.
Mr. Darcy: Well, that your figures appear to best advantage when walking and that I might best admire them from my present position.
Miss Bingley: Shocking, abominable reply! How shall we punish him, Miss Eliza?
Elizabeth Bennet: Nothing so easy. Tease him, laugh at him.
Miss Bingley: Laugh at Mr. Darcy? Impossible, he is a man without fault.

Elizabeth Bennet: I am determined that nothing but the deepest love could ever induce me into matrimony.

Elizabeth Bennet: For a single man in possession of a good fortune must be in want of a wife.
Mrs. Bennet: Yes, he must indeed! And who better than one of our five girls?
Lydia Bennet: What a fine joke if he were to choose me!
Kitty Bennet: Or me!
[Lydia and Kitty laugh]
Jane Bennet: [Reprimanding] Lydia!

Mrs. Bennet: Did you ever meet such a proud, disagreeable man?
Elizabeth Bennet: The very rich can afford to give offense wherever they go. We need not care for his good opinion.
Mrs. Bennet: No, indeed.
Elizabeth Bennet: Perhaps he is not so handsome after all...?
Mrs. Bennet: Indeed not. Quite ill-favored.

Jane Bennet: [Referring to Mr. Darcy and his company at the first dance] They're very elegant.
Elizabeth Bennet: Better pleased with themselves than what they see, I think.

Elizabeth Bennet: For a single man, in possession of a good fortune, MUST be in want of a wife.

[Elizabeth notices that Darcy is watching her, and looks for a new subject of conversation with Colonel Forster]
Elizabeth Bennet: Are you in Meryton to subdue the discontented populace, sir, or do you defend Hertfordshire against the French?
Col. Forster: Neither, ma'am, I trust. We hope to winter very peacefully at Meryton. My soldiers are in great need of training, and my officers, they have a great need of society.
Elizabeth Bennet: Then, as soon as you are settled, I hope you will give a ball.
Mrs Forster: Oh, yes, my dear, do!
Col. Forster: You think a ball would be well received?
Lydia Bennet: A ball? Who's giving a ball? I long for a ball!

Bride & Prejudice (2004)
Will Darcy: I'm a hopeless dancer, but this looks like you just screw in a light bulb with one hand and pat the dog with the other.
Lalita Bakshi: You know what? I suggest you find yourself a simple, traditional girl to teach you to dance like the natives.

Lalita Bakshi: You should be stirring your husband's dinner not trouble.

Lalita Bakshi: I though we got rid of imperialists like you!
Will Darcy: I'm not British, I'm American.
Lalita Bakshi: Exactly!

Lalita Bakshi: Mother thinks that any single man with big bucks is shopping for a wife.
Jaya Bakshi: I'm embarrassed to say, but I hope he is.
Lalita Bakshi: What, shopping or loaded?
Jaya Bakshi: Well... both!

Will Darcy: There's nothing wrong with having standards, is there?
Lalita Bakshi: No, as long as you don't force them on others.

Lalita Bakshi: [about Will] He's the most arrogant, conceited...
Will Darcy: Would you like to dance?

Kiran Bingley: Darcy's a great reader.
Lalita Bakshi: In fact, I think a love of books is on his list for his ideal woman.
Will Darcy: I think you've had one too many Sea Breezes.
Kiran Bingley: I remember a very drunken night in Oxford when you recited the list. She has to be smart, speak several languages...
Will Darcy: Allright Kiran, drop it.
Kiran Bingley: No I recall she had to be athletic, voluptuous of course, graceful, witty, confident...
Lalita Bakshi: I'm not surprised Darcy found a woman with a list like that. Does this mean you're an ideal man?
Will Darcy: I'd guess you'd be a better judge than me.

Lalita Bakshi: Arrogance, pride, vanity.
Kiran Bingley: She certainly read you like a book Darcy.

Lalita Bakshi: Five star comfort with a bit of culture thrown in? Well, I don't want you to turn India into a theme park.

Pride and Prejudice (2003)
Elizabeth: As much as I love being insulted by you, I think you'll be happier at a table for one.

Jane: What time is it?
[Elizabeth opens a curtain with a stick]
Elizabeth: [long pause] It's morning.

Elizabeth: Even the worst people can be nice to their friends, Jane.

Jack Wickam: So... he used the old "multiply and replenish" line. Funny, that usually works for me. Maybe it was his delivery.
Elizabeth: His delivery was fine, I just didn't want the package.

Lydia Merylon: Okay, *this* has got to stop. The house is a total mess. Kitty, disinfect!
[Kitty sprays disinfectant all over the room]
Lydia Merylon: Now *we* are going to the grocery store - and *you* are coming with us!
Elizabeth: Just let me die!
Jane: We're out of ice-cream, Elizabeth!

Will Darcy: I find... I find, I find you strangely attractive.
Will Darcy: You're not the sort of girl I normally go out with - I mean, you're loud, you're disorganized, your friends are an embarrassment. But I like you, I don't know why. Will you... will you... will you have dinner with me tomorrow night?
Elizabeth: No.

Elizabeth: Can I help you?
Will Darcy: [curtly] I doubt it.
Elizabeth: Oh - you're from England. My ancestors came from Hertford -
Will Darcy: [cuts her off] Charming.
Will Darcy: Okay, I'm looking for a book on writing by Kierkegaard - K - I - E -
Elizabeth: [cuts him off] Kierkegaard, the father of existentialism. You're in "Landscape Gardening".
Will Darcy: Oh, really...
[picks a couple books from the shelf]
Will Darcy: I had no idea that Mark Twain's genius extended to gardening. Or... Dr. Phil's.
Elizabeth: [curtly] "Philosophy" is two aisles over. Help yourself!

Jane: Triple Choc-choc-choc-chocolate chunk or Uncle Bubba's Big Belly Butter Brickle?
Elizabeth: Both.

Elizabeth: I always thought I was a good judge of character.
Jane: Don't feel bad. Jack had us all fooled.
Elizabeth: No, I'm not talking about Jack. I mean Darcy.
Jane: I think we're going to need a bigger cart.

"Lost in Austen: Episode #1.4" (2008)
Amanda Price: I need to use the telephone. I need to call my boyfriend.
Elizabeth Bennet: Of course.
[hands Amanda a mobile phone]
Amanda Price: [to herself, incredulous] Elizabeth Bennet is lending me her mobile.

Elizabeth Bennet: Mr. Fitzwilliam Darcy of Pemberley? I am your wife.
Mr. Darcy: I do not recall marrying you, Madam. I think I would have noticed if I had.
Elizabeth Bennet: We have been married nearly 200 years.

Elizabeth Bennet: I must switch off the appliances. My employers are most anxious about the size of their footprint.

Elizabeth Bennet: The door does not oblige.
Amanda Price: It bloody well does oblige! This is Darcy and Elizabeth Bennet coming through for God's sake!

Amanda Price: Don't worry about Charlotte. She's gone to be a missionary in Africa!
Elizabeth Bennet: Africa? What have I done? It was a joke between us when we were children - that if life became irreparably miserable and lonely, one can always run away to Africa...

Amanda Price: Normal transmission is resumed.
Elizabeth Bennet: What an insufferable, rude man!

"Pride and Prejudice: Episode #1.3" (1995)
Charlotte Lucas: Mr. Collins tends the gardens himself and spends a good part of every day in them.
Elizabeth Bennet: The exercise must be beneficial.
Charlotte Lucas: Indeed it is. I encourage him to be in his garden as often as possible. Then he has to walk to Rosings nearly every day
Elizabeth Bennet: So often? Is that necessary?
Charlotte Lucas: Perhaps not, but I admit I encourage him in that also. And when he is in the house, he is mostly in his book room which affords a good view of the road whenever Lady Catherine's carriage should drive by.
Elizabeth Bennet: And you prefer to sit in this parlor.
Charlotte Lucas: Yes. So you see, it often happens that a whole day passes in which we have not spent more than a few minutes in each other's company. I find that I can bear the solitude very cheerfully. I find myself... quite content with my situation Lizzy.

Maria Lucas: Who's that girl dancing with Mr. Wickham?
Elizabeth Bennet: Her name is Mary King.
Charlotte Lucas: She's come to stay with her uncle in Meryton.
Maria Lucas: She's not very pretty, is she?
Charlotte Lucas: Beauty is not the only virtue, Maria. She has just inherited a fortune of ten thousand pounds, I understand.
Mrs. Gardiner: Now *that* is a definite virtue.

Mr. Collins: Lady Catherine de Bourgh herself was kind enough to suggest that these shelves be fitted exactly as you see them there.
Elizabeth Bennet: Shelves in the closet. Happy thought indeed.

Elizabeth Bennet: You are mistaken, Mr. Darcy. The mode of your declaration merely spared me any concern I might have felt in refusing you, had you behaved in a more gentleman-like manner. You could not have made me the offer of your hand in any possible way that would have tempted me to accept it. From the very beginning your manners impressed me with the fullest belief of your arrogance, your conceit and your selfish disdain for the feelings of others. I had not known you a month before I felt you were the last man in the world whom I could ever marry!

Mr. Darcy: I fear I am ill-qualified to recommend myself to strangers.
Elizabeth Bennet: Shall we ask him why? Why a man of sense and education, who has lived in the world, should be ill-qualified to recommend himself to strangers?
Mr. Darcy: I am... I have not that talent which some possess, of conversing easily with strangers.
Elizabeth Bennet: I do not play this instrument so well as I should wish to, but I have always supposed that to be my own fault, because I would not take the trouble of practicing.
Mr. Darcy: You're perfectly right. You've employed your time much better. No one admitted to the privilege of hearing you, could think anything wanting.

Mr. Darcy: In vain I have struggled. It will not do. My feelings will not be repressed. You must allow me to tell you how ardently I admire and love you.
Mr. Darcy: Almost from the earliest moments of our acquaintance, I have come to feel for you a passionate admiration and regard, which despite all my struggles, has overcome every rational objection and I beg you, most fervently, to relieve my suffering and consent to be my wife.
Elizabeth Bennet: In such cases as these, I believe the established mode is to express a sense of obligation... but I cannot. I have never desired your good opinion and you have certainly bestowed it most unwillingly. I'm sorry to cause pain to anyone, but it was most unconsciously done and I hope will be of short duration.

Pride and Prejudice (1940)
Mr. Darcy: I have made the mistake of being honest with you.
Elizabeth Bennet: Honesty is a greatly overrated virtue. Silence in this case would have been more agreeable.

Elizabeth Bennet: Oh Mr. Darcy, Miss Bingley here is eager for her lesson. I hope you will enjoy it, Miss Bingley, and that you will learn to direct your darts with greater accuracy.

Elizabeth Bennett: Oh, if you want to be really refined, you have to be dead. There's no one as dignified as a mummy

Elizabeth Bennett: How clever of you, Miss Bingley, to know something of which you are ignorant.

Elizabeth Bennet: I tremble and obey.

"Pride and Prejudice: Episode #1.6" (1995)
Elizabeth Bennet: Lady Catherine, in marrying your nephew, I should not consider myself as quitting that sphere. He is a gentleman, I am a gentleman's daughter. So far we are equal.

[Jane and Lizzy are in the pantry, tying up sheaves of herbs to hang and dry]
Jane Bennet: No, I do assure you, this news does not affect me, truly, Lizzy.
[Lizzy smiles skeptically]
Jane Bennet: I am glad of one thing: that he doesn't bring any ladies. If it is merely a shooting party, we shall not see him often. Not that I am afraid of myself; but I dread other people's remarks, Lizzy.
Elizabeth Bennet: Then I shall venture none... however sorely I am tempted. After all, it is hard that the poor man can't come to a house he's legally rented without raising all this speculation.
Jane Bennet: That is just what I think.
Elizabeth Bennet: Then we shall leave him to himself.
Jane Bennet: Yes.
[Lizzy's smile turns mischievous. Jane looks up and sees the smirk]
Jane Bennet: Stop it, Lizzy!
[Then they both start to laugh]

Jane Bennet: No, seriously, Lizzy. When did you first know you were in love with Mr. Darcy?
Elizabeth Bennet: It came on so slowly I hardly know... but I believe I must date it from the time I first saw his wonderful grounds at Pemberley.

Elizabeth Bennet: I am only resolved to act in a manner which will constitute my own happiness without reference to you or any person so wholly unconnected with me.

"Pride and Prejudice: Episode #1.4" (1995)
Mr. Darcy: Miss Bennet! Forgive me for not receiving you properly just now. You were not leaving?
Elizabeth Bennet: Yes, I'm afraid we must.
Mr. Darcy: I hope you're not displeased with Pemberley.
Elizabeth Bennet: No.
Mr. Darcy: Then you approve of it?

Elizabeth Bennet: And of all this I might have been mistress.

Elizabeth Bennet: What must he think of me?

Elizabeth Bennet: Insufferable presumption!

"Pride and Prejudice: Episode #1.5" (1995)
Elizabeth Bennet: It is a beautiful instrument.
Georgiana Darcy: My brother gave it to me. He is so good and I don't deserve it.
Elizabeth Bennet: I believe you do. Your brother thinks you do and, as you know, he is never wrong. Now, it is your turn.
[Georgiana looks horrified]
Elizabeth Bennet: I absolutely insist.
Georgiana Darcy: I will play, but please do not make me sing.

Elizabeth Bennet: Mary, pass the potatoes to your aunt Gardiner.
Mary Bennet: I beg your pardon?
Kitty Bennet: Oh, never mind, I'll do it.
Mrs. Gardiner: Thank you, Kitty.
Kitty Bennet: And that's the first kind word I've had from anyone since Lydia went away. I don't see why, it's not as though I had done anything naughty. And I don't think Lydia has done anything so dreadful either.
Jane Bennet: Kitty! Please!

Elizabeth Bennet: He had better have stayed home. Assistance is impossible and condolence insufferable. Let him triumph over us at a distance and be satisfied.

"Pride and Prejudice: Episode #1.2" (1995)
Lydia Bennet: Lizzy, I hope you'll not keep Wickham to yourself all night. Kitty and I want to dance with him as well, you know.
Elizabeth Bennet: I promise I shall not. Even if I wished to, I could not. I have to dance at least the first two with Mr. Collins.
Lydia Bennet: Oh, Lord, yes. He's threatened to dance with us all.

Elizabeth Bennet: Other way, Mr. Collins!

Mr. Darcy: Do you talk by rule, then, when you're dancing?
Elizabeth Bennet: Yes, sometimes it is best. Then we may enjoy the advantage of saying as little as possible.
Mr. Darcy: Do you consult your own feelings in this case, or seek to gratify mine?
Elizabeth Bennet: Both, I imagine. We are each of an unsocial, taciturn disposition, unwilling to speak unless we expect to say something that will amaze the whole room.
Mr. Darcy: [Drily] This is no very striking resemblance of your own character, I'm sure.

"Death Comes to Pemberley: Episode #1.3" (2013)
Elizabeth Darcy: Lets look to the past only as it gives us pleasure. And look to the future only as it gives us hope.

"Death Comes to Pemberley: Episode #1.1" (2013)
Fitzwilliam Darcy: As for a woman, it is proper that love should come *after* marriage, rather than before it.
Elizabeth Darcy: Oh, I'm not sure about that.

"Wishbone: Furst Impressions (#1.25)" (1995)
Elizabeth Bennett: 'Tis a lovely ball, don't you agree?
Wishbone: [as Mr. Darcy] Uh, yes... quite.
Elizabeth Bennett: It is your turn to speak, Mr. Darcy. I talked of the dance, and you ought to make some kind of remark about the size of the room, or the number of couples.
Wishbone: Your sister'll dance with just about anybody, huh?