篇一:《台词 傲慢与偏见》
Pride and Prejudice(2005)
7. INT. ASSEMBLY ROOMS - MERYTON VILLAGE - NIGHT.
LIZZIE: Well, if every man in this room does not end the evening in love with you then I am no judge of beauty.
JANE: Or men.
LIZZIE: Oh, they are far too easy to judge.
JANE: They are not all bad.
LIZZIE: Humourless poppycocks, in my limited experience.
JANE: One of these days, Lizzie, someone will catch your eye and then you'll have to watch your tongue.
SIR WILLIAM: How good of you to come.
LIZZIE: So which of the painted peacocks is our Mr Bingley?
CHARLOTTE: He is on the right, and on the left is his sister.
LIZZIE: And the person with the quizzical brow?
CHARLOTTE: That is his good friend, 'Mr Darcy.
LIZZIE: He looks miserable, poor soul.
CHARLOTTE: Miserable he may be, but poor he most certainly is not.
LIZZIE: Tell me.
CHARLOTTE: Ten thousand a year and he owns half of Derbyshire.
LIZZIE: The miserable half?
MRS BENNET:Mr.Bennet,you must introduce him to the girls immediately.
MRS BENNET:Mary.
SIR WILLIAM: (to Mr Bingley) My eldest daughter you know, Mrs Bennet, Miss Jane Bennet, Elizabeth and Miss Mary Bennet.
MRS BENNET: It is a pleasure. I have two others but they are already dancing.
MR BINGLEY: I’m delighted to make your acquaintance.
SIR WILLIAM: And may I introduce Mr Darcy. - of Pemberley, in Derbyshire!
8. INT. ASSEMBLY ROOMS - MERYTON VILLAGE - NIGHT.
JANE: How do you like it here in Hertfordshire, Mr Bingley?
MR BINGLEY: (smiling at Jane shyly) Very much.
LIZZIE: The library at Netherfield, I've heard, is one of the finest in the country.
MR BINGLEY: Yes, it fills me with guilt.
MR BINGLEY: Not a good reader, you see. I prefer being out of doors. I mean, I can read, of course and, and I'm not suggesting you can't read outdoors - of course.
JANE: I wish I read more, but there always seems so many other things to do.
BINGLEY: That's exactly what I meant.
LYDIA: Mama! You will never ever ever ever believe what I'm about to tell you!
MRS BENNET: Tell me quickly, my love
LYDIA: The regiment are coming!
LYDIA: They're to be stationed the whole winter! Stationed in the village, just right there! LYDIA: Officers! Officers as far as the eye can see!
MRS BENNET:Oh,look.Jane is dancing with Mr.Bingley.Mr.Bennet.
LIZZIE: Do you dance Mr Darcy?
DARCY: Not if I can help it.
CHARLOTTE:I didn’t know you were coming to see me.What’s the matter?
CAROLINE:We are a long way from Grosvenor Square ,are we not,Mr.Darcy?
9. INT. ASSEMBLY ROOMS - MERYTON VILLAGE – NIGHT.
MR BINGLEY: I've never seen so many pretty girls in my life.
DARCY: You are dancing with the only handsome girl in the room.
BINGLEY: Oh, she is the most beautiful creature I ever beheld, but her sister Lizzie is very agreeable.
DARCY: Perfectly tolerable, I dare say, but not handsome enough to tempt me. You had better return to your partner and enjoy her smiles, for you are wasting your time with me.
CHARLOTTE: Count your blessings, Lizzie. If he liked you, you'd have to talk to him.
LIZZIE: Precisely. As it is, I would not dance with him for all of Derbyshire, let alone the miserable half.
篇二:《傲慢与偏见电影台词》
[birdsong]
[# classical piano] [girl] Lydia! Kitty! [woman]
My dear Mr Bennet, have you heard? Netherfield Park is let at last. Do you not want to know who has taken it?. As you wish to tell me, my dear,
I doubt I have any choice in the matter.
Kitty, what have I told you about listening at the door?. There's a Mr Bingley arrived from the North. - Five thousand a year! - Really?. - He's single! - Who's single?.
A Mr Bingley, apparently. Kitty! How can that possibly affect them?. Mr Bennet,
how can you be so tiresome?.
You know he must marry one of them.
That is his design in settling here?. You must go and visit him at once. Good heavens. People.
For we may not visit if you do not, as you well know, Mr Bennet.
- Are you listening?. You never listen.
- You must, Papa! At once! - You have?. - When?.
Oh, Mr Bennet,
how can you tease me so?. Have you no compassion for my poor nerves?.
You mistake me, my dear.
I have the highest respect for them. They've been my constant companions
these twenty years. Papa!
- Is he amiable?. - Who?.
- Is he handsome?. - He's sure to be. With , a year,
it would not matter if he had warts. Who's got warts?. I will consent to
his marrying whichever girl he chooses.
- So will he come to the ball tomorrow?. - I believe so. - Mr Bennet!
- [Kitty] I have to have your muslin! - I'll lend you my green slippers! - They were mine.
- I'll do your mending for a week. - I'll retrim your new bonnet. Two weeks I'll do it for.
It's not the same! It's not the same. I can't breathe. [girl] I think one of my toes just came off.
If every man does not end the evening
in love with you,
then I'm no judge of beauty. - Or men.
- No, they are far too easy to judge. They're not all bad.
Humourless poppycocks, in my limited experience. One day,
someone will catch your eye, and then you'll have to watch your tongue. How good of you to come. Which of the painted peacocks is our Mr Bingley?. He's on the right.
On the left is his sister.
- The person with the quizzical brow?.
- That is his good friend, Mr Darcy. - He looks miserable, poor soul. - He may be, but poor he is not. Tell me. , a year,
and he owns half of Derbyshire. The miserable half. Mr Bennet, you must introduce him to the girls immediately. Smile at Mr Bingley. Smile. Mary.
Mr Bingley, my eldest daughter you know.
Mrs Bennet, Miss Jane Bennet, Elizabeth and Miss Mary Bennet. It is a pleasure. I have two others, but they're already dancing.
I'm delighted to make your acquaintance.
And may I introduce Mr Darcy of Pemberley in Derbyshire. How do you like it here in Hertfordshire?. Very much.
The library at Netherfield, I've heard, is one of the finest.
It fills me with guilt. I'm not a good reader. I 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.
[Jane] I wish I read more, but there seem to be so many other things to do.
[Bingley] That's exactly what I meant.
Mama, Mama! You will never, ever believe
what we're about to tell you.
- The regiment are coming! - Officers?.
They're going to be stationed the whole winter, right here. - Officers?.
for all of Derbyshire,
Iet alone the miserable half. [# jig] Wait!
- I enjoyed that so much, Miss Lucas. love.
- Of a fine, stout love.
But if it is only a vague inclination, one poor sonnet will kill it. So, what do you recommend But no matter.
I doubt we shall ever speak again. [Mrs Bennet] He danced with Miss Lucas.
[Mr Bennet] We were all there, dear. - As far as the eye can see. [Mrs Bennet] Oh, look.
Jane's dancing with Mr Bingley. Mr Bennet.
- Do you dance, Mr Darcy?. - Not if I can help it.
I didn't know you were coming to see me. What's the matter?.
We are a long way from Grosvenor Square,
are we not, Mr Darcy?.
I've never seen so many pretty girls. You were dancing
with the only handsome girl. She is the most beautiful creature I have ever beheld.
- But her sister Elizabeth is agreeable.
- Perfectly tolerable.
Not handsome enough to tempt me. Return
to your partner and enjoy her smiles. [Darcy]
You're wasting your time with me. Count your blessings, Lizzie. If he liked you, you'd have to talk to him. - How well you dance, Mr Bingley. [woman]
I've never enjoyed a dance so much. My daughter Jane
is a splendid dancer, is she not?. She is indeed.
Your friend Miss Lucas
is a most amusing young woman. Oh, yes, I adore her.
- It is a pity she's not more handsome. - Mama!
Oh, but Lizzie
would never admit that she's plain. Of course, it's my Jane who's considered
the beauty of the county. Mama, please!
When she was , a gentleman was so much in love with her,
I was sure he would make her an offer.
However, he did write her some very pretty verses. And that put paid to it.
I wonder who discovered the power to encourage affection?.
Dancing. Even if one's partner is barely tolerable.
[hushed] Mr Bingley is just what a young man ought to be. - Sensible, good-humoured... - Handsome, conveniently rich... Marriage should not be driven by thoughts of money. Only deep love
will persuade me to marry.
- Which is why I'll end up an old maid.
- Do you really believe he liked me?. He danced with you most of the night,
and stared at you the rest. I give you leave to like him. You've liked many stupider. You're a great deal too apt to like people in general. All the world
is good in your eyes.
Not his friend. I still can't believe what he said about you. Mr Darcy?.
It is a shame she's not more handsome.
There's a spinster
in the making and no mistake. The fourth with a Miss King of little standing,
and the fifth again with Jane. If he had any compassion,
he would've sprained his ankle. The way you carry on,
you'd think our girls look forward to a grand inheritance. When you die,
which may be very soon,
they will be left without a roof over their head nor a penny to their name. - Please, it's ten in the morning. - A letter to Miss Bennet, ma'am. From Netherfield Hall.
- Praise the Lord. We are saved! - [laughter]
[Mrs Bennet] Make haste, Jane, make haste. Oh, happy day! It is from Caroline Bingley.
She has invited me to dine with her. - Her brother will be dining out.
- Let me see.
[Caroline] Good Lord, did you walk - Mr Bingley. [Bingley]
- It is too far to walk.
- This is unaccountable of him. Mama, the carriage for Jane?.
Certainly not. She'll go on horseback.
[Lizzie & Jane] Horseback! [thunder] Lizzie.
Now she'll have to stay the night, exactly as I predicted. Good grief, woman,
your skills in the art of matchmaking are positively occult.
Though I don't think, Mama,
you can take credit for making it rain.
"My friends will not hear of me returning home until I am better. Excepting a sore throat, a fever and a headache, nothing is wrong with me."
If Jane does die it will be a comfort to know it was in pursuit of Mr Bingley.
People do not die of colds.
[Lizzie] But she may perish with the shame of having such a mother. I must go to Netherfield at once. Lady Bathurst is redecorating her ballroom in the French style. here?. I did.
- I'm so sorry. How is my sister?. - She's upstairs. Thank you.
[Caroline] My goodness, did you see her hem?. Six inches deep in mud.
She looked positively mediaeval. I feel such a terrible imposition. They're being so kind to me.
I don't know who is more pleased at your
being here, Mama or Mr Bingley. Thank you for tending to my sister so diligently. She's in far better comfort than at home. It's a pleasure.
I mean, it's not a pleasure that she's ill. Of course not. It's a pleasure that she's here, being ill. [Mr Bennet]
Not going to be famous, our pig. Black on the back, but not related to the learned pig of Norwich. - Now that pig is... - Mr Bennet.
It's all going to plan.
He doesn't mind
that she hasn't a penny. He has more than enough for the two of them.
- How will we meet them?. - Easy!
Wait for me!
[Lydia] You drop something. They pick it up. And then you're introduced. Officers!
[# military march] [Caroline]
You write uncommonly fast, Mr Darcy.
You're mistaken. I write slowly.
How many letters you must have occasion
to write, Mr Darcy. Letters of business.
How odious I should think them. It is fortunate, then,
they fall to me and not you. Tell your sister I long to see her. - I've already told her once. - I do dote on her. I was quite in raptures
at her beautiful design for a table. Perhaps you will give me leave to defer your raptures. You young ladies are so accomplished.
- What do you mean?.
- You paint tables, play the piano and embroider cushions. I never heard of a lady,
but people say she's accomplished. [Darcy]
The word is applied too liberally. I do not know more than half a dozen women
- that are truly accomplished. - [Caroline] Nor l.
Goodness, you must comprehend a great deal in the idea. - I do.
- Absolutely.
She must have a knowledge of music,
singing, drawing, dancing and the modern languages to deserve the word. And something in her air and manner of walking.
And she must improve her mind by extensive reading.
I'm no longer surprised at your knowing
only six accomplished women. - I wonder at you knowing any.
sex?.
I never saw such a woman. She would
certainly be a fearsome thing to behold.
- We could laugh at him.
- No. Mr Darcy is not to be teased. Are you too proud, Mr Darcy?. And would
you consider pride a fault or a is a little less varied than in town. Less varied?. Not at all.