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Juliet Stevenson (the 1996 movie) made Mrs Elton as hilarious as bossy. Her version is my favourite.

Capitan Trent? En el libro Persuasion no mencionan a ese Capitan, si no qualms,Capitan Wentworth...si no estoy equivocada...

Hi Looooove the countrified setting of the 2005 version Lizzy is so at home with a muddy hem from her love of walking! And the stunned silence she caused to the citified genteel folk when she was thus ushered into their incredulous presence is priceless!

The 2005 with Keira and Matthew is just a beautiful cinematic experience and all the characters feel like their book counterparts, yes they made some changes but it’s beautifully done and the changes enhance the story!

Спасибо, это было прекрасно. Только не хватило момента из версии от 2009 года, где Эмма удивляется, что Джейн дружит с миссис Элтон и где мистер Найтли говорит о том, что Джейн не ответила бы на его предложение руки и сердца, если бы он даже и захотел сделать ей такое предложение.

Try as I may, I cannot choose a favorite. Each is so delightful. Thank you once again, Love and Friendship, for this wonderful upload and the painstaking work that went into it.❤

*Series:* ruclips.net/p/PLzcoQ_vebs-TU8FVfdHnveqlU9NllsFnQ _Mrs. Elton was first seen at church: but though devotion might be interrupted, curiosity could not be satisfied by a bride in a pew, and it must be left for the visits in form which were then to be paid, to settle whether she were very pretty indeed, or only rather pretty, or not pretty at all._ _Emma had feelings, less of curiosity than of pride or propriety, to make her resolve on not being the last to pay her respects; and she made a point of Harriet’s going with her, that the worst of the business might be gone through as soon as possible._ _She could not enter the house again, could not be in the same room to which she had with such vain artifice retreated three months ago, to lace up her boot, without recollecting. A thousand vexatious thoughts would recur. Compliments, charades, and horrible blunders; and it was not to be supposed that poor Harriet should not be recollecting too; but she behaved very well, and was only rather pale and silent. The visit was of course short; and there was so much embarrassment and occupation of mind to shorten it, that Emma would not allow herself entirely to form an opinion of the lady, and on no account to give one, beyond the nothing-meaning terms of being “elegantly dressed, and very pleasing.”_ _She did not really like her. She would not be in a hurry to find fault, but she suspected that there was no elegance;-ease, but not elegance.- She was almost sure that for a young woman, a stranger, a bride, there was too much ease. Her person was rather good; her face not unpretty; but neither feature, nor air, nor voice, nor manner, were elegant. Emma thought at least it would turn out so._ _As for Mr. Elton, his manners did not appear-but no, she would not permit a hasty or a witty word from herself about his manners. It was an awkward ceremony at any time to be receiving wedding visits, and a man had need be all grace to acquit himself well through it. The woman was better off; she might have the assistance of fine clothes, and the privilege of bashfulness, but the man had only his own good sense to depend on; and when she considered how peculiarly unlucky poor Mr. Elton was in being in the same room at once with the woman he had just married, the woman he had wanted to marry, and the woman whom he had been expected to marry, she must allow him to have the right to look as little wise, and to be as much affectedly, and as little really easy as could be._ _“Well, Miss Woodhouse,” said Harriet, when they had quitted the house, and after waiting in vain for her friend to begin; “Well, Miss Woodhouse, (with a gentle sigh,) what do you think of her?-Is not she very charming?”_ _There was a little hesitation in Emma’s answer._ _“Oh! yes-very-a very pleasing young woman.”_ _“I think her beautiful, quite beautiful.”_ _“Very nicely dressed, indeed; a remarkably elegant gown.”_ _“I am not at all surprized that he should have fallen in love.”_ _“Oh! no-there is nothing to surprize one at all.-A pretty fortune; and she came in his way.”_ _“I dare say,” returned Harriet, sighing again, “I dare say she was very much attached to him.”_ _“Perhaps she might; but it is not every man’s fate to marry the woman who loves him best. Miss Hawkins perhaps wanted a home, and thought this the best offer she was likely to have.”_ _“Yes,” said Harriet earnestly, “and well she might, nobody could ever have a better. Well, I wish them happy with all my heart. And now, Miss Woodhouse, I do not think I shall mind seeing them again. He is just as superior as ever;-but being married, you know, it is quite a different thing. No, indeed, Miss Woodhouse, you need not be afraid; I can sit and admire him now without any great misery. To know that he has not thrown himself away, is such a comfort!-She does seem a charming young woman, just what he deserves. Happy creature! He called her ‘Augusta.’ How delightful!”_ _When the visit was returned, Emma made up her mind. She could then see more and judge better. From Harriet’s happening not to be at Hartfield, and her father’s being present to engage Mr. Elton, she had a quarter of an hour of the lady’s conversation to herself, and could composedly attend to her; and the quarter of an hour quite convinced her that Mrs. Elton was a vain woman, extremely well satisfied with herself, and thinking much of her own importance; that she meant to shine and be very superior, but with manners which had been formed in a bad school, pert and familiar; that all her notions were drawn from one set of people, and one style of living; that if not foolish she was ignorant, and that her society would certainly do Mr. Elton no good._ _Harriet would have been a better match. If not wise or refined herself, she would have connected him with those who were; but Miss Hawkins, it might be fairly supposed from her easy conceit, had been the best of her own set. The rich brother-in-law near Bristol was the pride of the alliance, and his place and his carriages were the pride of him._ _The very first subject after being seated was Maple Grove, “My brother Mr. Suckling’s seat;”-a comparison of Hartfield to Maple Grove. The grounds of Hartfield were small, but neat and pretty; and the house was modern and well-built. Mrs. Elton seemed most favourably impressed by the size of the room, the entrance, and all that she could see or imagine. “Very like Maple Grove indeed!-She was quite struck by the likeness!-That room was the very shape and size of the morning-room at Maple Grove; her sister’s favourite room.”-Mr. Elton was appealed to.-“Was not it astonishingly like?-She could really almost fancy herself at Maple Grove.”_ _“And the staircase-You know, as I came in, I observed how very like the staircase was; placed exactly in the same part of the house. I really could not help exclaiming! I assure you, Miss Woodhouse, it is very delightful to me, to be reminded of a place I am so extremely partial to as Maple Grove. I have spent so many happy months there! (with a little sigh of sentiment). A charming place, undoubtedly. Every body who sees it is struck by its beauty; but to me, it has been quite a home. Whenever you are transplanted, like me, Miss Woodhouse, you will understand how very delightful it is to meet with any thing at all like what one has left behind. I always say this is quite one of the evils of matrimony.”_ _Emma made as slight a reply as she could; but it was fully sufficient for Mrs. Elton, who only wanted to be talking herself._ _“So extremely like Maple Grove! And it is not merely the house-the grounds, I assure you, as far as I could observe, are strikingly like. The laurels at Maple Grove are in the same profusion as here, and stand very much in the same way-just across the lawn; and I had a glimpse of a fine large tree, with a bench round it, which put me so exactly in mind! My brother and sister will be enchanted with this place. People who have extensive grounds themselves are always pleased with any thing in the same style.”_ _Emma doubted the truth of this sentiment. She had a great idea that people who had extensive grounds themselves cared very little for the extensive grounds of any body else; but it was not worth while to attack an error so double-dyed, and therefore only said in reply,_ _“When you have seen more of this country, I am afraid you will think you have overrated Hartfield. Surry is full of beauties.”_ _“Oh! yes, I am quite aware of that. It is the garden of England, you know. Surry is the garden of England.”_ _“Yes; but we must not rest our claims on that distinction. Many counties, I believe, are called the garden of England, as well as Surry.”_ _“No, I fancy not,” replied Mrs. Elton, with a most satisfied smile. “I never heard any county but Surry called so.”_ _Emma was silenced._ *_Emma, Vol II, Chapter 14_*

Hi I loooove the 2005 version! Jane really IS a beauty! As the book requires! Rosamunde Pike does not disappoint in that regard! And this country ball is a real ‘knees up’ to jar the refined sensibilities of the fine folk newly come to these parts so well captured by the cinematography! Seeing this rift between the very well heeled and the less so is a major theme in Pride and Prejudice bringing it to the fore visually is necessary for the dialogue to make sense, especially between D’Arcy and Lizzy! This version is the absolute best at that!

The Dutch scene seemed to go on and on and on.

Nelle versioni in italiano e in spagnolo i nomi e cognomi vengono cambiati. Perche' mai? Gli attori sapranno pur pronunciare nomi stranieri!

1995 and 2005! ❤❤ But my favourite is 1995

How weird is the Italian version 🤭 AND the 2005 !!!

Bravo!! Thanks for sharing!

So Louisa what did you learn? Don't be stupid and get yourself hurt

Thank you, for the compilation and the text, so much work. It's fascinating to see how each adaptation handles the same scene!

спасибо большое, я очень приятно провела время за просмотром этого видео!

замечательная подборка, как всегда. Спасибо Вам большое!

Thank you for making these videos! I would love if you could include the carriage scene in the 1940’s version when Darcy and Lady C have their discussion. It’s not from the book so I understand how it doesn’t really fit but the emotion Darcy gives makes me so happy and I can’t find that clip anywhere!

*Series:* ruclips.net/p/PLzcoQ_vebs-TU8FVfdHnveqlU9NllsFnQ _A letter arrived from Mr. Churchill to urge his nephew’s instant return. Mrs. Churchill was unwell-far too unwell to do without him; she had been in a very suffering state (so said her husband) when writing to her nephew two days before, though from her usual unwillingness to give pain, and constant habit of never thinking of herself, she had not mentioned it; but now she was too ill to trifle, and must entreat him to set off for Enscombe without delay._ _The substance of this letter was forwarded to Emma, in a note from Mrs. Weston, instantly. As to his going, it was inevitable. He must be gone within a few hours, though without feeling any real alarm for his aunt, to lessen his repugnance. He knew her illnesses; they never occurred but for her own convenience._ _Mrs. Weston added, “that he could only allow himself time to hurry to Highbury, after breakfast, and take leave of the few friends there whom he could suppose to feel any interest in him; and that he might be expected at Hartfield very soon.”_ _This wretched note was the finale of Emma’s breakfast. When once it had been read, there was no doing any thing, but lament and exclaim. The loss of the ball-the loss of the young man-and all that the young man might be feeling!-It was too wretched!-Such a delightful evening as it would have been!-Every body so happy! and she and her partner the happiest!-“I said it would be so,” was the only consolation._ _Her father’s feelings were quite distinct. He thought principally of Mrs. Churchill’s illness, and wanted to know how she was treated; and as for the ball, it was shocking to have dear Emma disappointed; but they would all be safer at home._ _Emma was ready for her visitor some time before he appeared; but if this reflected at all upon his impatience, his sorrowful look and total want of spirits when he did come might redeem him. He felt the going away almost too much to speak of it. His dejection was most evident. He sat really lost in thought for the first few minutes; and when rousing himself, it was only to say,_ _“Of all horrid things, leave-taking is the worst.”_ _“But you will come again,” said Emma. “This will not be your only visit to Randalls.”_ _“Ah!-(shaking his head)-the uncertainty of when I may be able to return!-I shall try for it with a zeal!-It will be the object of all my thoughts and cares!-and if my uncle and aunt go to town this spring-but I am afraid-they did not stir last spring-I am afraid it is a custom gone for ever.”_ _“Our poor ball must be quite given up.”_ _“Ah! that ball!-why did we wait for any thing?-why not seize the pleasure at once?-How often is happiness destroyed by preparation, foolish preparation!-You told us it would be so.-Oh! Miss Woodhouse, why are you always so right?”_ _“Indeed, I am very sorry to be right in this instance. I would much rather have been merry than wise.”_ _“If I can come again, we are still to have our ball. My father depends on it. Do not forget your engagement.”_ _Emma looked graciously._ _“Such a fortnight as it has been!” he continued; “every day more precious and more delightful than the day before!-every day making me less fit to bear any other place. Happy those, who can remain at Highbury!”_ _“As you do us such ample justice now,” said Emma, laughing, “I will venture to ask, whether you did not come a little doubtfully at first? Do not we rather surpass your expectations? I am sure we do. I am sure you did not much expect to like us. You would not have been so long in coming, if you had had a pleasant idea of Highbury.”_ _He laughed rather consciously; and though denying the sentiment, Emma was convinced that it had been so._ _“And you must be off this very morning?”_ _“Yes; my father is to join me here: we shall walk back together, and I must be off immediately. I am almost afraid that every moment will bring him.”_ _“Not five minutes to spare even for your friends Miss Fairfax and Miss Bates? How unlucky! Miss Bates’s powerful, argumentative mind might have strengthened yours.”_ _“Yes-I have called there; passing the door, I thought it better. It was a right thing to do. I went in for three minutes, and was detained by Miss Bates’s being absent. She was out; and I felt it impossible not to wait till she came in. She is a woman that one may, that one must laugh at; but that one would not wish to slight. It was better to pay my visit, then”-_ _He hesitated, got up, walked to a window._ _“In short,” said he, “perhaps, Miss Woodhouse-I think you can hardly be quite without suspicion”-_ _He looked at her, as if wanting to read her thoughts. She hardly knew what to say. It seemed like the forerunner of something absolutely serious, which she did not wish. Forcing herself to speak, therefore, in the hope of putting it by, she calmly said,_ _“You are quite in the right; it was most natural to pay your visit, then”-_ _He was silent. She believed he was looking at her; probably reflecting on what she had said, and trying to understand the manner. She heard him sigh. It was natural for him to feel that he had cause to sigh. He could not believe her to be encouraging him. A few awkward moments passed, and he sat down again; and in a more determined manner said,_ _“It was something to feel that all the rest of my time might be given to Hartfield. My regard for Hartfield is most warm”-_ _He stopt again, rose again, and seemed quite embarrassed.-He was more in love with her than Emma had supposed; and who can say how it might have ended, if his father had not made his appearance? Mr. Woodhouse soon followed; and the necessity of exertion made him composed._ _A very few minutes more, however, completed the present trial. Mr. Weston, always alert when business was to be done, and as incapable of procrastinating any evil that was inevitable, as of foreseeing any that was doubtful, said, “It was time to go;” and the young man, though he might and did sigh, could not but agree, to take leave._ _“I shall hear about you all,” said he; “that is my chief consolation. I shall hear of every thing that is going on among you. I have engaged Mrs. Weston to correspond with me. She has been so kind as to promise it. Oh! the blessing of a female correspondent, when one is really interested in the absent!-she will tell me every thing. In her letters I shall be at dear Highbury again.”_ _A very friendly shake of the hand, a very earnest “Good-bye,” closed the speech, and the door had soon shut out Frank Churchill. Short had been the notice-short their meeting; he was gone; and Emma felt so sorry to part, and foresaw so great a loss to their little society from his absence as to begin to be afraid of being too sorry, and feeling it too much._ _It was a sad change. They had been meeting almost every day since his arrival. Certainly his being at Randalls had given great spirit to the last two weeks-indescribable spirit; the idea, the expectation of seeing him which every morning had brought, the assurance of his attentions, his liveliness, his manners! It had been a very happy fortnight, and forlorn must be the sinking from it into the common course of Hartfield days. To complete every other recommendation, he had almost told her that he loved her. What strength, or what constancy of affection he might be subject to, was another point; but at present she could not doubt his having a decidedly warm admiration, a conscious preference of herself; and this persuasion, joined to all the rest, made her think that she must be a little in love with him, in spite of every previous determination against it._ _“I certainly must,” said she. “This sensation of listlessness, weariness, stupidity, this disinclination to sit down and employ myself, this feeling of every thing’s being dull and insipid about the house!- I must be in love; I should be the oddest creature in the world if I were not-for a few weeks at least. Well! evil to some is always good to others. I shall have many fellow-mourners for the ball, if not for Frank Churchill; but Mr. Knightley will be happy. He may spend the evening with his dear William Larkins now if he likes.”_ _Mr. Knightley, however, shewed no triumphant happiness. He could not say that he was sorry on his own account; his very cheerful look would have contradicted him if he had; but he said, and very steadily, that he was sorry for the disappointment of the others, and with considerable kindness added,_ _“You, Emma, who have so few opportunities of dancing, you are really out of luck; you are very much out of luck!”_ _It was some days before she saw Jane Fairfax, to judge of her honest regret in this woeful change; but when they did meet, her composure was odious. She had been particularly unwell, however, suffering from headache to a degree, which made her aunt declare, that had the ball taken place, she did not think Jane could have attended it; and it was charity to impute some of her unbecoming indifference to the languor of ill-health._ *_Emma, Vol II, Chapter 12_*

Спасибо, что вы продолжаете выкладывать ваши видео с отрывками из экранизаций романов Джейн Остин. И спасибо за субтитры! Я очень ценю это!

*Series:* ruclips.net/p/PLzcoQ_vebs-TU8FVfdHnveqlU9NllsFnQ _The shower was heavy, but short; and it had not been over five minutes, when in came Harriet, with just the heated, agitated look which hurrying thither with a full heart was likely to give; and the “Oh! Miss Woodhouse, what do you think has happened!” which instantly burst forth, had all the evidence of corresponding perturbation. As the blow was given, Emma felt that she could not now shew greater kindness than in listening; and Harriet, unchecked, ran eagerly through what she had to tell. “She had set out from Mrs. Goddard’s half an hour ago-she had been afraid it would rain-she had been afraid it would pour down every moment-but she thought she might get to Hartfield first-she had hurried on as fast as possible; but then, as she was passing by the house where a young woman was making up a gown for her, she thought she would just step in and see how it went on; and though she did not seem to stay half a moment there, soon after she came out it began to rain, and she did not know what to do; so she ran on directly, as fast as she could, and took shelter at Ford’s.”-Ford’s was the principal woollen-draper, linen-draper, and haberdasher’s shop united; the shop first in size and fashion in the place.-“And so, there she had set, without an idea of any thing in the world, full ten minutes, perhaps-when, all of a sudden, who should come in-to be sure it was so very odd!-but they always dealt at Ford’s-who should come in, but Elizabeth Martin and her brother!-Dear Miss Woodhouse! only think. I thought I should have fainted. I did not know what to do. I was sitting near the door-Elizabeth saw me directly; but he did not; he was busy with the umbrella. I am sure she saw me, but she looked away directly, and took no notice; and they both went to quite the farther end of the shop; and I kept sitting near the door!-Oh! dear; I was so miserable! I am sure I must have been as white as my gown. I could not go away you know, because of the rain; but I did so wish myself anywhere in the world but there.-Oh! dear, Miss Woodhouse-well, at last, I fancy, he looked round and saw me; for instead of going on with her buyings, they began whispering to one another. I am sure they were talking of me; and I could not help thinking that he was persuading her to speak to me-(do you think he was, Miss Woodhouse?)-for presently she came forward-came quite up to me, and asked me how I did, and seemed ready to shake hands, if I would. She did not do any of it in the same way that she used; I could see she was altered; but, however, she seemed to try to be very friendly, and we shook hands, and stood talking some time; but I know no more what I said-I was in such a tremble!-I remember she said she was sorry we never met now; which I thought almost too kind! Dear, Miss Woodhouse, I was absolutely miserable! By that time, it was beginning to hold up, and I was determined that nothing should stop me from getting away-and then-only think!-I found he was coming up towards me too-slowly you know, and as if he did not quite know what to do; and so he came and spoke, and I answered-and I stood for a minute, feeling dreadfully, you know, one can’t tell how; and then I took courage, and said it did not rain, and I must go; and so off I set; and I had not got three yards from the door, when he came after me, only to say, if I was going to Hartfield, he thought I had much better go round by Mr. Cole’s stables, for I should find the near way quite floated by this rain. Oh! dear, I thought it would have been the death of me! So I said, I was very much obliged to him: you know I could not do less; and then he went back to Elizabeth, and I came round by the stables-I believe I did-but I hardly knew where I was, or any thing about it. Oh! Miss Woodhouse, I would rather done any thing than have it happen: and yet, you know, there was a sort of satisfaction in seeing him behave so pleasantly and so kindly. And Elizabeth, too. Oh! Miss Woodhouse, do talk to me and make me comfortable again.”_ _Very sincerely did Emma wish to do so; but it was not immediately in her power. She was obliged to stop and think. She was not thoroughly comfortable herself. The young man’s conduct, and his sister’s, seemed the result of real feeling, and she could not but pity them. As Harriet described it, there had been an interesting mixture of wounded affection and genuine delicacy in their behaviour. But she had believed them to be well-meaning, worthy people before; and what difference did this make in the evils of the connexion? It was folly to be disturbed by it. Of course, he must be sorry to lose her-they must be all sorry. Ambition, as well as love, had probably been mortified. They might all have hoped to rise by Harriet’s acquaintance: and besides, what was the value of Harriet’s description?-So easily pleased-so little discerning;-what signified her praise?_ _She exerted herself, and did try to make her comfortable, by considering all that had passed as a mere trifle, and quite unworthy of being dwelt on,_ _“It might be distressing, for the moment,” said she; “but you seem to have behaved extremely well; and it is over-and may never-can never, as a first meeting, occur again, and therefore you need not think about it.”_ _Harriet said, “very true,” and she “would not think about it;” but still she talked of it-still she could talk of nothing else; and Emma, at last, in order to put the Martins out of her head, was obliged to hurry on the news, which she had meant to give with so much tender caution; hardly knowing herself whether to rejoice or be angry, ashamed or only amused, at such a state of mind in poor Harriet-such a conclusion of Mr. Elton’s importance with her!_ _Mr. Elton’s rights, however, gradually revived. Though she did not feel the first intelligence as she might have done the day before, or an hour before, its interest soon increased; and before their first conversation was over, she had talked herself into all the sensations of curiosity, wonder and regret, pain and pleasure, as to this fortunate Miss Hawkins, which could conduce to place the Martins under proper subordination in her fancy._ _Emma learned to be rather glad that there had been such a meeting. It had been serviceable in deadening the first shock, without retaining any influence to alarm. As Harriet now lived, the Martins could not get at her, without seeking her, where hitherto they had wanted either the courage or the condescension to seek her; for since her refusal of the brother, the sisters never had been at Mrs. Goddard’s; and a twelvemonth might pass without their being thrown together again, with any necessity, or even any power of speech._ *_Emma, Vol II, Chapter 3_*

1995 BBC, the best of the best! it has no comparison!!!!!!!!! and Colin Firth the one and only Darcy

2005 is the scene that affected me the most. The heart spoke With words unspoken. She watched his walk across the field and knew her true feelings.❤

Goodness, Dutch is the ugliest language of all! verlaten, vertrekken, vertrokken... lol

1995 was a good year for Jane Austen fans. ☺️

i am obsessed with your account, thank you for all these videos

I want a Darcy in my life too 🥹🥹🥹

2022 is a joke, is not the humble and kind, feminine Anne

2022 is a joke

I know this will be an unpopular opinion but I heartedly disliked the 1995 production.

2005! Feels human 😍

Without a question 1995 best one

I find great fault in the 1995 version because Darcy does not take the lead. He has heard what his aunt said, but he walks in silence, not like a man wanting to propose once again. The dual walk is also annoying, would not Jane and Mr. Bingley want time alone after their reunion. In 2005 Darcy walks all the way to see Elizabeth at first light to propose, takes action, and properly the couple is alone. Novels may be one way, movies another.

2005👍👍

The 1995 version is the only version that is wholly authentic.

Who thought a southern version was a good idea 😂🤪

1995 is my absolute favorite. It is the most faithful adaptation, and it is also well- acted. I understand why 2005 would be the favorite for others; being a feature film, its cinematic style is lovely. It's charmingly done. The 1940 version is whimsical, but its best feature for me is Laurence Olivier. One of the greats of classic Hollywood, certainly. They all have their good points, even the foreign language versions; but of them all, it's 1995 for me.

I love the 2005 version, it's my favorite by far. ❤

No one is Darcy but Colin Firth. And the ending follows the book.

I'm going against everyone else, my favorite is the 1940 version. Laurence Kerr Olivier and Greer Garson were my favorites.

So is it possible that first movie of P & P was Italian and not British?

2005.. the way it should be.👑 🌬🕯💖💖✨️

Is it historically accurate that everyone looks disheveled in the 2005 version?

I guess the 1940s audience expected period films to feel, sound and look like Gone with the Wind. 👎

I think they all have a charm about them. In many ways, 1995 more accurately portrayed the characters as they would have behaved at the time. Colin is absolutely a wonderful Darcy, but Matthew has him beat with the emotional depth. The proposal scene in 2005 was the most beautifully performed IMO. The emotions were conveyed so much more and more closely alligned with how i envisioned it when reading the novel. Jane may not have been sappy, but she was absolutely a romantic.

1940! Always the true standard for pure characterization! Everyone else followed and stole just a little bit or even a lot.

That's interesting, that in Italian version ALL the couples are happy and in love - Vickhem actually loved Lydia, Lizzy's mom and dad are in good relationships in the end, and even Charlotte happy with mr. Collins 😂

I don't think I'll ever get over the fact that they didn't save a recording of Peter Cushing's Darcy on the BBC.

12:19 sorry, but I laughed HARD at this moment 😂 it looks so weird.