Amanda Price: [to Mr. Darcy] God almighty, here you are. One half of the greatest love story ever told.
Amanda Price: Come on, then. Get it over with. Give me the shtick. Tell me all about Darcy robbing you of what was rightfully yours.
Mr. Wickham: So you have heard about this?
Amanda Price: I read about it.
Amanda Price: Take my tip, Wickham. Don't waste your time with this lot, especially Lydia, because I'm watching you. Every time you try to pull a stroke, I will be right behind you with a big neon sign, saying, "Don't trust this guy!"
Mr. Wickham: What is neon?
Amanda Price: Wait and see.
Mr. Wickham: Miss Price, I fear that your life with Mr Collins may be short of... gaiety. And if you find yourself nonplussed by the anticipated pleasures of married life, call upon me and I shall redress the deficit.
Mr. Darcy: If you wound Bingley, you will find my displeasure baleful and entirely unrelenting. For my...
Amanda Price: Good opinion once lost is lost forever. Yes, I know.
Mr. Bingley: No, Miss Price must stay here! She is the best possible nurse! She has Palacetamoles!
Mr. Darcy: ...Then of course, she must remain.
Mr. Bingley: [after Amanda sings 'Downtown'] Brava, Miss Price! And whenever life is gettin' me down, I shall be sure to go 'downtown'. Eh, Darcy?
Mr. Darcy: With alacrity.
Amanda Price: Collins. On the page, OK, he's pretty bad. In the flesh, he's all-time king of the mingers!
Mr. Wickham: Miss Price, I fear that your life with Mr. Collins may be short of gaeity. If you find yourself nonplussed by the anticipated pleasures of married life, call upon me and I shall redress the deficit.
Amanda Price: Full marks for trying George, but I wouldn't have my deficit redressed by you if you were the last man on earth.
Mr. Darcy: About Miss Bennet. You lied. Why?
Amanda Price: God, I know you're supposed to be abrupt but that's a bit stark.
Mr. Darcy: I am always stark with liars.
Amanda Price: [thinking] Elizabeth, what can I say? You're welcome to him. Miserable sod.
Amanda Price: Do you perform, Mr. Darcy?
Mr. Darcy: Not in your league, Miss Price.
Amanda Price: [Thinking] Wooh, smoulder alert!
Caroline Bingley: Money, Miss Price. The fortune to which you aspire an immediate instance may pass you by. But I am certain you shall not starve.
Amanda Price: No, I don't suppose I shall on 27000 a year.
Amanda Price: This is the ball at Netherfield. Elizabeth's not here. You're throwing me out for kneeing Collins in the balls. It isn't quite how I imagined it.
[Amanda is trying to discourage the attentions of Mr. Bingley by claiming to be a lesbian]
Mr Bingley: I must confess I cannot stop thinking of your lips. Of, God help me, your tongue... I'm drawn to you - I'm a man.
Amanda Price: And I'm a woman, and I'm drawn to other women.
Mr Bingley: [hesitantly] You mean there really *are* ladies who... steer the punt from the Cambridge end?
Mr. Bingley: I'm drawn to you! I'm a MAN.
Amanda Price: And I'm a woman! And I'm drawn... to other women.
Mr. Bingley: You mean there really are ladies who... steer the punt from the Cambridge end?
Mr. Darcy: If you wound Bingley you will find my displeasure baleful and entirely unrelenting, for my...
Amanda Price: "Good opinion once lost is lost forever." Yes, I know.
Amanda Price: [singing] When you're alone... and life is making you lonely you can always go, downtown. When you got worries, all the noise and the hurry seem to help I know, downtown. Just listen to the music of the traffic in the city. La-la-la, la-la-la and the neon lights are pretty. How can you lose? The lights are much brighter there. You can forget all your troubles, forget all your cares and go downtown. Everything's waiting for you.