November 2011
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Charlotte Lucas: That is his good friend, Mr Darcy.
Elizabeth Bennet: He looks miserable, poor soul.
Charlotte Lucas: He may be, but poor he is not.
Elizabeth Bennet: Tell me.
Charlotte Lucas: Ten thousand a year, and he owns half of Derbyshire.
Elizabeth Bennet: The miserable half.
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(Criança, temo ter de informar-lhe sobre um evento extremamente infeliz)
First thought (Primeiro pensamento):
Oh please don’t tell me Mr. Darcy has refused my marriage proposal!
(Ah não, não me diz que o Mr. Darcy recusou a minha proposta de casamento!)
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1940
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Mrs. Bennet: Have you no compassion for my poor nerves?
Mr. Bennet: You mistake me, my dear. I have the highest respect for them. They've been my constant companions these twenty years.
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1995
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Catherine Bennet: I'll lend you my green slippers!
Jane Bennet: They were mine.
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October 2011
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When a man seems extremely gentleman (Quando um homem dos dias de hoje se mostra extremamente cavalheiro):
(Eu lhe trouxe farinha.)
My reaction (Minha reação):
(Acredite, ninguém suspeitaria que suas maneiras foram ensaiadas.)
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Elizabeth Bennet: I wonder who discovered the power of poetry in driving away love.
Mr. Darcy: I thought poetry was the food of love.
Elizabeth Bennet: Of a fine, stout love. But if it is only a vague inclination, one poor sonnet will kill it.
Mr. Darcy: So, what do you recommend to encourage affection?
Elizabeth Bennet: Dancing. Even if one's partner is barely tolerable.
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Poor Mr. Collins...
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Lydia Bennet: Mama, Mama! You will never, ever believe what we're about to tell you.
Mrs. Bennet: Tell me!
Mr. Bennet: She's going to take the veil.
