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寒舟

我愿将自身伤化为糖,让他们在白纸黑字中甜蜜一场。

暂时停用。

记几个喜欢的剧本片段。

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A Grecian summer house by the lake. The rain is now bucketing down. Lizzie hurries into the summer house and sits down, heavily, on a bench.  

A man approaches, across the park. He draws nearer. It's Darcy. Lizzie stiffens. He's hurrying towards her. Sodden, breathless, he comes into the summer house. He is far too agitated to notice her upset face.  

DARCY: Miss Elizabeth, I have struggled in vain but I can bear it no longer... The past months have been a torment...  

He pauses, unable to speak. Lizzie stares at him in astonishment. He struggles on.  

DARCY: (cont'd) I came to Rosings with the single object of seeing you...l had to see you  

LIZZIE: Me? 

DARCY: I've fought against my better judgement, my family's expectation. . . 

(pause)  

DARCY: (cont'd) The inferiority of your birth. . .my rank and circumstance.. (stumblingly) all those things...but I'm willing to put them aside...and ask you to end my agony... 

LIZZIE: I don't understand... 

DARCY: (with passion) I love you. Most ardently. 

Lizzie stares at him.  

DARCY: (cont'd) Please do me the honour of accepting my hand. 

A silence. Lizzie struggles with the most painful confusion of feeling. Finally she recovers.  

LIZZIE: (voice shaking) 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. 

A silence. Gathering her shawl, she gets to her feet. 

DARCY: (stares) Is this your reply? 

LIZZIE: Yes, sir. 

DARCY: Are you laughing at me? 

LIZZIE: No! 

DARCY: Are you rejecting me? 

LIZZIE: (pause) I'm sure that the feelings which, as you've told me, have hindered your regard, will help you in overcoming it. 

A terrible silence, as this sinks in. Neither of them can move. At last, Darcy speaks. He is very pale.  

DARCY: Might I ask why, with so little endeavour at civility, I am thus repulsed?

LIZZIE: (icy) And what about Mr Wickham? 

DARCY: Mr Wickham? 

LIZZIE: What excuse can you give for your behaviour to him? 

DARCY: You take an eager interest in that gentleman's concerns! 

LIZZIE: He told me of his misfortunes. 

DARCY: Oh yes, his misfortunes have been very great indeed! 

LIZZIE: You have ruined his chances, and yet treat him with sarcasm? 

DARCY: So this is your opinion of me! Thank you for explaining so fully. Perhaps these offences might have been overlooked, if your pride had not been hurt -  

LIZZIE: My pride? 

DARCY: - by my honesty in admitting scruples about our relationship. Could you expect me to rejoice in the inferiority of your circumstances? 

LIZZIE: And those are the words of a gentleman? From the first moment I met you, your arrogance and conceit, your selfish disdain of the feelings of others, made me realize that you were the last man in the world I could ever be prevailed upon to marry. 

Darcy recoils, as if slapped. A terrible silence.  

DARCY: Forgive me, madam, for taking up so much of your time. 

He leaves, abruptly.  

Lizzie watches him stride away, through the rain. What has she done?


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Lizzie has lost track of herself and is walking beyond the Longbourn grounds. The mist is starting to evaporate and through the departing strands she sees a figure emerging. She stops, suddenly conscious of herself and frightened. Then she realizes it is Darcy - unshaven, red-eyed, slightly wild looking - but still Darcy.  

They both stop and stare at each other for a second. 

LIZZIE: I couldn't sleep

DARCY: Nor I. My aunt?  

He stops, looking wretched.  

LIZZIE: Yes. She was here. 

DARCY: How can I ever make amends for such behavior? 

LIZZIE: After what you have done for Lydia and for all I know, for Jane also, it is I who should be making amends. 

Darcy looks at her for one deep moment.  

DARCY: You must know - surely you must know, that it was all for you. Lizzie is still as stone.  

DARCY: (cont'd) You are too generous to trifle with me. I believe you spoke with my Aunt last night, and it has taught me to hope as I had scarcely allowed myself before. If your feelings are still what they were last April, tell me so at once. My affections and wishes are unchanged, but one word from you will silence me forever. 

Lizzie is silent.  

DARCY: (cont'd) If, however, your feelings have changed... 

Darcy looks at her. Something in her eyes gives him confidence.  

DARCY: (cont'd) I would, I would have to tell you, you have bewitched me body and soul and I love and love and love you. And never wish to be parted from you from this day on. 

Lizzie looks at him very serious, very simple.  

LIZZIE: Well, then. 

Darcy takes a step towards her, one hand stretched out. Lizzie takes hold of his fingers.  

LIZZIE: (cont'd) You're cold. 

She kisses his thumb. He sweeps her into his arms on a sound that's half a laugh, half a sob.

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We see a man's greatcoat walking away from camera and WIDEN to reveal Lizzie's hair caught up in the collar of the coat as she turns to someone with a heart-stopping smile. WIDEN FURTHER to reveal Darcy at her side, in night-shirt and breeches, both of them looking as though they've just flung themselves out of bed... which is precisely the case.  

We follow as Darcy helps Lizzie clamber onto a fallen tree which they both sit astride, bare feet swinging, looking alternatively at the amazing views of Pemberley and each other.  

DARCY: And how are you today, my dear? 

LIZZIE: Very well, only I wish you would not call me "my dear". 

DARCY: Why? 

LIZZIE: It's what my father always calls my mother when he's cross about something. 

DARCY: What endearments am I allowed? 

LIZZIE: Let me think. Lizzie for everyday. My Pearl for Sundays and Goddess Divine - but only on special occasions. 

DARCY: And what shall I call you when I'm cross? Mrs. Darcy?  

LIZZIE: (suddenly serious) Oh no. You can only call me Mrs. Darcy when you are entirely and perfectly and incandescently happy. 

He takes her face between his hands.  

DARCY: And how are you this morning Mrs. Darcy? 

Lizzie smiles as he kisses every inch of her face and in between each kiss, murmurs "Mrs. Darcy".  

We PULL AWAY as this happens, seeing them now looking for all the world like two children, utterly at ease and with nothing to hide from each other.


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