Pride and Prejudice Flashcards
To memorize all Lydia´s lines (42 cards)
Mrs Bennet: My dear, you flatter me. But when a woman has five grown daughters it´s time she gave overthinking of her own beauty. But you will call on Mr. Bingley - at once?
Enter all sisters
Jane: Who´s going to get me out of the way?
Elizabeth: Not if I can prevent it. Lady Lucas! Hello, Charl!
Lydia: Hullo everybody!
I mean good afternoon. Mama, did you hear?
Elizabeth: I cant say I have noticed it. But if she means that our Janie lacks it - that´s her mistake.
Lydia: Oh, she´s only jealous. Poor Charlotte was squirming all over.
Elizabeth: Who said that they were sensible? I´ll wager that papa is on his way to Netherfield at this very moment.
Lydia: Well who cares whether we meet Mr. Bingley or not? I dont, for one. I prefer men in uniform-military ones.
Elizabeth: Oh, yes. Army officers are always excellent companions. You can talk to them and be thinking of something else at the same time.
Lydia: I don´t see why.
Mrs Bennet: Really, Lizzy! I can´t imagine where you get your queer ideas- But what makes you think your father-
Lydia: Well, Upon my word!
Mrs Bennet: What an excellent father you have, my dears! I don´t know how you will ever repay him for his kindness- or me either for that matter.
Lydia: (Enter) Well has his royal highness departed? Heavens! I hope I never meet such a conceited prig again!
Mrs Bennet: Ah, Lydia, my love, where did you get to?
Lydia: I couldn´t stand the majestic atmosphere of Mr. Darcy, Mama. He made me feel much too inferior.
Mrs. Bennet: Well never mind. You are just as pretty as Lizzie. Mr. Bingley is sure to dance with you at our ball-
Lydia: Our ball? What ball, Mama? (Hugs)
Mrs Bennet: You, of course, you silly man! How do you ever expect me to find husbands for your daughters if you persist in being so stingy with me?
Lydia: You must invite all the officers from Colonel Forster´s regiment.
Elizabeth: Can he be a sensible man, sir?
Lydia: He sounds to me like a bit of an ass.
Mrs. Bennet: Now, Lydia, my love, is that a nice way to speak of a clergyman?
Lydia: I thought I heard you refer to him as an odious creature a few minutes ago, Mama?
Captain Denny: Then it is my privilage to offer it to you.
Lydia: Oh my dear Miss Amelia! Oh my dear Captain Denny!
Captain Denny: By all means!
Lydia: Mr. Wickham!
Mr. Wickham: Your servant! But theres something most grievously wrong here.
Lydia: Wrong?
Mr. Wickham: That you should be alone for an instant! It is a reflection on the intelligence of every gentleman present that one so young and so surpassing fair should lack an escort.
Lydia: Ah, Mr. Wickham! You officers talks as beautifully as you look.
Mr. Wickham: Our lives of grim duty make us doubly appreciative, Miss Lydia. After the rigors of camp life, it is sheer delight to find oneself in such elegant company in so fine a house.
Lydia: You must see many house that are finer.
Mr. Wickham: There are not many houses that bespeak so much quiet gentility. A perfect setting for so exquisite an ornament as-
Lydia: As what, Mr. Wickham?
Mr. Wickham: Need I say it, Miss Lydia?
Lydia: Why-yes- I think you might-
Mrs Bennet: Do take Mr. Wickham to see our conservatory. We have some- some tropical thing of some kind- I can never remember those dreadful latin names- but they´re peculiarly fine specimens.
Lydia: Do come, Mr. Wickham
Hill: Oh, Miss Lydia- I shouldn´t- I shouldn´t really! The master will be prodigious vexed if his journal is disturbed. He will be upset for the rest of the day.
Lydia: What he doesnt know wont hurt him.
Hill: But miss, he knows if even a fly walks on it. He can´t bear a fussed up journal. It turns him up if it´s the least bit creased.
Lydia: Be quiet, Hill!
Hill: But Miss Lydia, I shall get the brunt of it.
Lydia: Do you good-
Mrs Bennet: Oh Lydia, naughty girl! Put that journal down at once! Good gracious, isn´t Mr. Bennet cross enough in the morning?
Lydia: I only wanted to see if there are orders for moving Captain Denny´s regiment
