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.

第二篇：傲慢与偏见的英文台词

Mrs. Bingley: Lady Bathurst is redecorating her ballroom in the French style. A little unpatriotic don’t you think?

Footman: Miss Elizabeth Bennet.

B: Good lord, Miss Elizabeth, did you walk here?

Elizabeth: I did. I’m so sorry. How is my sister?

D: She’s upstairs.

Elizabeth: Thank you.

B: My goodness, did you see her hem? Six inches deep in mud. She looked positively in mediaeval.

Jane: I feel such a terrible imposition. They’re being so kind to me.

Elizabeth: I don’t know who is more pleased at your being here, Mama or Mr. Bingley. (knocking…) Thank you for tending to my sister so diligently. She is far better comfort than at home.

C: It’s a pleasure. I mean, it’s not a pleasure that she’s ill. Of course not. It’s pleasure that she’s here, being ill.

E’s dad: Not going to be famous, our pig. Black on the back, but not related to the learned pig of Norwich. Now that pig is…

E’s mum: Mr. Bennet. It’s all going to plan. He’s half in love with her already.

E’s dad: Who is, blossom?

E’s mum: Mr. Bingley. He doesn’t mind that she hasn’t a penny. He has more than enough for the two of them.

E’s sister: How will we meet them? Easy.

E’s mum: Wait for me.

E’s sister: You drop something. They pick it up. And then you’re introduced. Officer.

B: You write uncommonly fast, Mr. Darcy.

Mr. Darcy: You are mistaken. I write rather slowly.

Mrs. Bingley: How many letters you must have occasion to write, Mr. Darcy. Letters of business too. How odious I should think them. D: It is fortunate, then, they fall to my lot and not yours.

B: Do tell your sister I long to see her.

D: I’ve already told her once by her desire.

B: I do dote on her. I was quite in raptures at her beautiful little design for a table.

D: Perhaps you will give me leave to defer your raptures till I write again. Present I have not room enough to do them justice. C: What I think it’s amazing you young ladies have the patience be so accomplished.

B: What do you mean, Charles.

C: You paint tables, play the piano and embroider cushions. I never heard of a young lady, but people say she’s accomplished. The word is indeed applied too liberally. I cannot boast of knowing more than half a dozen women that are truly accomplished.

B: Nor I. Could be sure.

Elizabeth: Goodness, you must comprehend a great deal in the idea.

D: I do

B: Absolutely. She must have a thorough knowledge of music, singing, drawing, dancing and the modern languages to deserve the word. And something in her air and manner of walking.

D: And she of course must improve her mind by extensive reading.

Elizabeth: I’m no longer surprised at your knowing only six accomplished women. I rather wonder at you knowing any.

D: Are you so severe on your own sex?

Elizabeth: I never saw such a woman. She would certainly be a fearsome thing to behold.

C: hahahhahaha

B: Miss Elizabeth, let us take a turn about the room. It’s refreshing, is it not, after sitting so long in one attitude.

Elizabeth: It is a small kind of accomplishment, I suppose.

B: Will you not join us, Mr. Darcy

D: You can only have two motives, Caroline, and I would interfere with either.

B: What can he mean?

Elizabeth: The surest way to disappoint him would be to ask him nothing about it.

B: Do tell us, Mir Darcy.

Mir Darcy: Either you are in each other’s confidence, and you have secret affairs to discuss or you are conscious that your figures, appear to the greatest advantage by walking. In the first, I should get in your way, if the second, I can admire you much better from here. B: shocking. How shall we punish him for such a speech?

Elizabeth: We could laugh at him.

B: Oh no, Mr. Darcy is not to be teased.

Elizabeth: Are you too proud, Mr. Darcy? And would you consider pride a fault or a virtue?

D: That I couldn’t say.

Elizabeth: Cause we are doing our best to find a fault in you.

D: Maybe I find it hard to forgive the follies and vices of others or their offences against me. My good opinion, once lost, is lost forever Elizabeth: Oh dear, I cannot tease you about that. What a shame, for I dearly love to laugh.

B: A family trait I think.

Footman：A Mrs. Bennet, a miss Bennet, a miss Bennet and a miss Bennet, Sir.

B: Are we to receive every Bennet in the country?

E’s sister: What an excellent room you have, sir.

E’s mum: Such expensive furnishings, I do hope you intend to stay here, Mr. Bingley

C: Absolutely, I find the country very diverting, don’t you agree, Darcy?

DARCY: I find it perfectly adequate, even if society is a little less varied than in town.

MRS BENNET: Less varied? Not at all! We dine with four and twenty families of all shapes and sizes. Sir William Lucas, for instance, is a very agreeable man. A good deal less self-important than some people of half his rank.

Lydia: Mr. Bingley, is it true that you have promised to hold a ball here at Nether field?

C: A ball?

Lydia: It would be an excellent way to meet new friends. You could invite the militia. They are excellent company.

Kitty: Oh, do hold a ball.

Elizabeth: Kitty!

C: When your sister has recovered you shall name the day.

Mary: I think a Ball is a perfectly irrational way to gain new acquaintance. It would be better if conversation instead of dancing were the order of the day.

B: Indeed much more rational but rather less like a ball.

Elizabeth: Thank you, Mary.

E’s m: What a fine imposing place to be sure, is it not, my dears? There's no house to equal it in the county.

Jane Bennet: Mr Darcy.

Mr Darcy: Miss Bennet.

E’s m: There she is.

Jane Bennet: Mr. Bennet, I don't know how to thank you.

C: You're welcome any time you feel the least bit poorly.

Elizabeth Bennet: Thank you for your stimulating company. It has been most instructive.

Miss Bingley: Not at all. The pleasure is all mine.

Miss Bingley: Mr. Darcy.

Mr Darcy: Miss Elizabeth.

Lydia Bennet: And then there was one with great long lashes, like a cow. Did you see you.

Mrs Bennet: Ask Mrs Hill to order us a sirloin, Betsy. Just the one, mind. We're not made of money.

Mr. Bennet: I hope, my dear, you've ordered a good dinner today. I've reason to expect an addition to our family party.

Elizabeth: His name's Mr. Collins, the dreaded cousin.

Miss Lucas: Who is to inherit?

Elizabeth: indeed everything.

Mary: Even my piano stool belongs to Mr Collins.

Miss Lucas: When?

Elizabeth: He may turn us out of the house as soon as he pleases.

Miss Lucas: but why?

Elizabeth: Cause the estate passes directly to him and not to us poor females.