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Lady Russell. My dear Anne.

You look quite done for.

I came back as soon as I received your
letter. I had no idea the position would

so worse.

Unfortunately, a person who's contracted
death must pay them, even if he is a

gentleman. Was there no possibility of
retrenchment?

Unfortunately, Father and Elizabeth
could find no means of lessening their

expenses without compromising their
dignity.

or relinquishing their comforts in a
manner simply not to be borne.

But I have at last persuaded father to
let out the house.

And if I can ensure that we live within
our means, so am I less extravagant,

then in only a few years we may be
solvent again. A few years?

In any event, it is better than selling.

At least one day I may hope to return.

And where are you to go in the meantime,
is it decided?

All my hopes were for a small house
nearby, but Father and Elizabeth have

settled upon Bath.

Lady Russell.

Dear neighbour, you've been in London, I
hear.

Sir Walter, Elizabeth, may I say how
truly sorry I am that you must leave

Kellynch. We are blameless, Lady
Russell, quite blameless.

Every sacrifice has been made, however
painful. We cut off all unnecessary

charities at once, Lady Russell.

And even refrained from new furnishing
the drawing room, which, as you know,

poor Mama left me with.

Quite perfect.

Still, it is a comfort to know that
we've done all we could.

Of course.

Ah, but here is Shepard.

He's promised us some news.

Is that his daughter with him?

Mrs. Clay's husband left away not long
ago.

She has returned to her father's house.

She is often with us, recently.

Lady Russell.

Miss Anne.

Sir Walter, I have this very morning
received an approach for the lease of

Kellynch that I am convinced must meet
with your absolute approval.

An admiral, sir.

Recently retired and a native of this
county, desires to settle in this very

part of the world.

An admiral? I should have much preferred
a gentleman.

The navy has its uses, no doubt, but I
should be sorry to see any friend of

belonging to it.

Indeed, Sir Walter? Yes.

It is in two points offensive to me.

The first as being the means of raising
persons of obscure birth into undue

distinction.

And second, you never see a naval man
who is not most shockingly knocked

exposed as they are to wind and weather,
till they're simply not made to be

seen.

Nevertheless, Sir Walter, the Admiral
has a very substantial fortune, and I

no doubt of him being a most responsible
tenant.

And consider, Sir Walter, how he will
look around...

And bless his good fortune to be in the
home of a baronet of such a prominent

and distinguished family.

Then, with your permission, sir, I shall
open negotiations with Admiral Croft.

Croft?

Yes.

Are you acquainted with the gentleman,
Miss Anne?

Yes. No.

That is to say, I'm familiar with his
career.

I'm not fond of the idea of my
shrubberies being always approachable by

tenant.

If you'll excuse me, there's still much
to do.

What is the matter with you? Nothing. I
assure you, I'm quite well.

Anne.

Who is Admiral Croft?

And why did he cause you to be out of
countenance, sir?

Anne.

Admiral Croft's wife is... is... Mrs.
Croft. Indeed.

A Mrs. Croft.

is the sister of Captain Frederick
Wentworth.

Wentworth?

I see.

I seem to think that she may be walking
through this house.

Anne, you know that your father thought
it a most unsuitable match.

He would never have countenanced an
alliance he deemed so degrading. He was

alone, as I recall.

My dear,

to become engaged at 19 in the middle of
a war to a young

naval officer who had no fortune and no
expectations, you would indeed have been

throwing yourself away.

And I should have been failing in my
duty as your godmother if I did not

against it.

You were young.

And it was entirely prudent to break off
the... Understandable. Prudent it may

have been, and yet... Captain Wentworth
has made his fortune in the war.

And is now extremely wealthy.

Has he written to you?

No, never a word.

I've only the newspapers from my
authority.

If his intentions toward you had been
truly sincere, would he not have

you when his circumstances changed?

I do not blame you, nor myself, for
having been led by you.

But nevertheless, I think very
differently now from what I was

think eight years ago.

Oh, my dear Anne.

You are a good and beautiful young
woman. I promise you this.

One day you will find someone to love
you as you deserve.

Heaven.

Before I

forget, Shepard.

If you have no objection, I have a mind
to engage your charming daughter as a

companion to Elizabeth.

Oh, Sir Walter.

Well, I'm sure Sir Penelope would be
greatly honoured by such a distinction.

Then it is settled.

She shall come with us to Bath tomorrow.

Is not Anne companion enough for
Elizabeth?

Oh, but Anne is going to Uppercross.

I received a letter only this morning
from Sister Mary.

She is indisposed again and requires
Anne to come and look after her.

And since nobody would want Anne in
Bath, I wrote back straight away to say

should come as soon as she'd finished
everything here.

Well.

All your hopes were for a small house
nearby.

Do you feel no regard for the Musgroves?

And before you go home, on no account
must you forget to visit each house in

parish to take our leave. It is
expected.

Is he married?

I do not know that he is.

And yet, so eligible a gentleman would
surely by now have formed an attachment.

Will he bring his wife here?

And his children.

I only pray that I am spared any
meeting.

I know my chance of happiness has passed
forever.

But to be reminded of it by his presence
here would, I am certain, be more than

my spirits could bear.

Who is that young lady, Mr. Shepherd?
Oh, that is Miss Anne Elliot, Admiral.

Sir Waters' middle daughter.

The only one with any sense.

Pity then that we did not make her
acquaintance.

She's been half a mile away, at
Uppercroft with her sister.

Oh, well, then we certainly shall make
her acquaintance.

Is she married, Mr Shepherd?

Sadly, no, ma 'am.

Or I think at her age, it's likely to
be.

Well, it is certainly roomier than a
frigate.

Such a number of looking glasses.

There's no getting away from oneself.

I think this room would do very well for
Frederick.

Let us see if he comes.

Your brother seems dead set against the
whole idea of Kellynch.

I fear Somerset has unpleasant memories
for him. There was once talk of an

engagement to a girl in the county.

There was?

Eight years ago or so.

We were in the East Indies at the time.

He's never spoken of it, but his heart
was quite broken, I believe.

Well, well, well.

Frederick engaged.

Who would have thought it? Indeed.

I sometimes wonder if he will ever
settle down.

So,

you are come at last.

I began to think I should never see you.

I am so ill.

I can hardly speak.

In fact, I do not think I was ever so
ill in my life as I have been all this

morning. I'm very... I'm meant to be
left alone, I'm sure.

Is Charles not here?

Charles would go out shooting, even
though I told him I was ill.

And I have not seen a soul this whole
long morning.

Not one of the Musgroves seems fit to
come and see me, even though Charles

them I was ill.

It did not suit, I suppose.

Oh, you'll see them yet, I'm sure.

It is still early.

Or perhaps if you feel well enough to
attempt the short walks to the Great

House, we could call upon them.

We ought to wait.

Till they call upon you.

They should know what is due to you as
my sister.

I assure you I have not the smallest
objection on that account.

Perhaps a little air would do me good.

But I really must eat something first.
I'm quite starved.

Good heavens.

How the girls are growing up.

The Miss Musgroves have returned from
their school in Exeter with all the

accomplishments. And, of course, for
now, think of nothing but being

and merry.

Dear Henrietta, Louisa!

Oh, Anne!

Don't be worried.

Come, my love, I cannot wait to see you.
And we have such exciting news.

pale and droll you are.

We must fasten you up while you're here.

I myself have been very unwell.

And so was her and Miss Elizabeth.

Oh, how they shall miss you.

In any event, I'm very happy to be here,
not in Burrow. Oh, Mama, I hope we

shall be in Bath this winter.

But remember, if we do go, we must be in
a good situation.

Oh, yes. None of your queen's squares
for us.

Well, thank you, Charles.

I am glad to see you recovered, my dear.

Did you ask your father?

Did you?

Charles? Father has many other uses for
his money and the right to spend it as

he likes.

Charles. It is left to you. We shall
soon be destitute.

Admiral Crofton is right to take
possession directly.

And I believe we have been very
fortunate with our talent.

Yet it must be very hard for you, my
dear, to give up your home so.

Of course, when your poor dear mama was
alive, there was moderation and economy

at Kellynch. But there were never balls.

And the Crofts were sure to have balls
and invite the most eligible young naval

officer. Indeed, this is our exciting
news I quite forgot.

Mrs. Croft, it appears, has a brother,
Captain Wentworth.

And he has just returned to England and
is coming to stay with them at Kellynch.

This is true.

The Pauls chance to make their
acquaintance in Taunton this week.

It is set.

Captain Wentworth is the most handsome
man in the Navy and quite unattractive.

And he's got the wealth of Spanish gold.

How fortunate he is.

Well, we shall all see for ourselves
when he comes to dine tomorrow night.

Tomorrow? I have just now received this
note from Admiral Croft accepting my

invitation.

I'm catching wind for three feet.

He fell from a tree in the garden.

I sent for the apothecary.

He will be here directly.

His collarbone is dislocated.

Charles, look after Mary.

We should be all right.

Ready.

With a little rest, he'll be right as
rain in no time.

Oh, thank God.

Anne, never fear, Charles. I shall give
your excuses to the Crofts.

Excuses? Indeed, with the child going on
so well now, it would be a shame to

spoil the dinner.

I am really most anxious to meet our new
neighbours.

Indeed, there's more duty than anything
else.

If Anne will stay with you, my love, I
have no scruple at all. Of course.

And so we are to be left to ship.

for ourselves. We're with a sick child
while you go to dinner with the cross.

I need not say too late, dear. Because
I'm the poor mother. I am not allowed to

stir. No, no, going on so well.

He says, how does he know he is going on
so well? Please.

Please.

You may all leave the little child to my
care.

Well, this is very kind of you, Hannah.
Are you sure?

In any case, I have no appetite.

Well, then, it is settled.

You missed the most delightful party
last night. I cannot tell you how

is Captain Wentworth. He is so much more
handsome and agreeable than anyone I

have ever met before.

Hatch manners, such conversation.

Hatch capital.

Oh, and we have all been invited to
Clinch tomorrow night for dinner.

Even you, Anne.

Damn it, Mary, I'm late to be here.

Oh, Captain Wentworth.

Did you two come in?

Forgive me, Anne.

The door was open.

I trust the boy does well. Oh, yeah.
Much better. Thank you, Wentworth.

Oh, Captain Wentworth, this is my elder
sister, Anne.

We are acquainted.

Really? But Anne has never said a word
about it.

It was a long time ago you were at
school.

Come, Wentworth.

The birds will all have gone south for
the winter. Of course.

The worst is over.

I have seen him.

We have been once more in the same room.

A bow, a curtsy.

I heard his voice.

Then he was gone.

He has not forgiven me.

I have used him ill, deserted and
disappointed him.

And worse, shown a feebleness of
character in doing so, which his own

confident temper could not endure.

Once there were no two hearts so open,
no feelings so in harmony.

But now we are strangers.

Worse than strangers.

For we may never become acquainted.

It is perpetual estrangement.

And tonight, I'm to be tested one more.

Frederick, there you are. Let me
introduce you to Miss Anne Elliot.

Miss Elliot, my brother, Captain
Frederick Wentworth.

Captain Wentworth and I met briefly
yesterday.

Oh, Frederick, you might have told me.

This must be very bad for you, Miss
Elliot.

to come to your home and find us here.
No, not at all, Admiral.

I'm happy to know that the house is in
such worthy and careful hands.

And what news, Frederick, of dear
Captain Harville?

He's settled for now at Lyme with our
good friend James Benwick, who's

a new command. How exciting.

Of course.

I remember Captain Benwick. He's engaged
to Harville Christo.

I'm sorry to have to tell you that she
died last summer while Benwick was out

the Cape.

How dreadful. Yes.

Five years they waited for a fortune to
satisfy her family.

Now he has it, of course, but too late.

Much too late.

But then I've never thought that a man
on active service should even

marriage. Have you indeed?

A frigate at wartime is no place for a
woman, and the long separations are a

sore trial to both parties.

Oh, how true.

There is nothing so bad as a separation.

As I know to my cost.

for Mr. Musgrove always attends the
Assizes, and I'm so glad when he's safe

again.

But now I'm paid off in a short, though,
for you'll be delighted to hear that I

am at last resolved to settle down.

Indeed, Frederick, I am delighted to
hear it.

Pray, do you have anyone in mind?

No, no, I'm quite ready to make a
foolish match with any woman between 15

30.

A little beauty, a few smiles, and a
compliment to the Navy, and I shall be

lost. Oh, come, Frederick.

After all, what right has a humble
sailor to expect any better?

But if I am to speak in earnest, what I
desire above all in a

wife is firmness of character.

A woman who knows her own mind.

I cannot abide timidity or feebleness of
purpose.

A weak spirit which is always open to
persuasion, first one way and then the

other, can never be relied upon.

Well, we must see what we can do.

Something to dance to. Oh yes. Dan, will
you?

Something jolly. Oh yes.

Do you know, I believe I've never seen a
pleasanter man in all my life than

Captain Wentworth.

He was not very gallant, Brianne,
though.

When Louisa asked him what he thought of
you the other night, he said, you were

so altered, he should not have known you
again.

I would not swear he was exactly those
words. Although he was, he was dependent

to me.

It must be said he would make a capital
match for Louisa. Louisa.

Louisa. That's a nonsense, Charles. It
is clear he is author Henrietta.

But, my love, surely you cannot have
forgotten that Henrietta has an

understanding with my cousin Charles
Hayter. Indeed, I have not.

But I cannot say the same of Henrietta.

I'm quite right, too.

For whom, pray, is Charles Hayter?

Nothing. A country curate.

A degrading alliance for a connection of
the Elliotts. Now, there you talk

nonsense, my dear. He will inherit the
estate at Winthrop.

And the farm near Taunton, and he is a
very amiable young man. Well, I do not

think a young woman has the right to
marry anyone, however amiable, if he is

disagreeable or inconvenient to her
family. No, no, what's it done?

If Henrietta has Charles Hayter and
Louisa can get Captain Wentworth, I

very well satisfied.

What do you say, Anne? Does the captain
prefer Louisa or Henrietta?

Wentworth!

We're just going over to Winthrop to
visit Cousin Charles.

Henrietta's intended.

Why don't you come with us, Anne? I'm
sure the haters would love to see you

again. Capital idea, Louisa. We shall
all go.

I know Mary's in a fine sweat to see
Cousin Charles again.

Well, it is really nothing.

I think perhaps I'd better stay here and
rest a little while.

Then I shall remain with you.

No, please, I take the inconvenience
here and I know my way to the room's not

perfectly well.

I shall catch up with you directly.

Please, Charles.

If you insist.

See?

There is Winthrop.

Oh, better go on without me. I am really
implicitly tired.

It would be very rude of us to come all
this way and not call on our cousins.

I will stay with Mary, Charles, if you
and Henrietta want to go on and pay our

respects to the haters.

And I am sure Captain Wentworth will
offer us his protection.

Very well.

Henrietta.

It is most unpleasant having such
connections.

Captain Wentworth.

But I assure you, I have never been in
that house above twice in my life.

I wonder where Anne has got to.

Mary is good -natured enough in many
respects, but she does sometimes provoke

excessively by her nonsense.

She has a great deal too much of the
Elliot pride.

You know, we all wish Charles had
married Anne instead.

Anne?

Oh, yes.

Did you not know he wanted to marry
Anne? No, I did not.

Do you mean to say she refused him?

Oh, yes.

Certainly.

When did this happen?

I do not exactly know.

But before he married Mary.

Did she say why she would not marry?

Well, Papa always said it was her great
friend Lady Russell's doing.

He thought Charles might not be bookish
enough to please Lady Russell. And so

she persuaded Anne to refuse him.

I myself would have no idea of being so
easily persuaded.

When I have made up my mind, I have made
it.

And I'm quite determined.

Yours is a character I see of decision
and firmness.

And I honor it.

They've brought Charles Hayter with
them.

Come.

I might cross your way, because we drove
out this way.

Admiral Croft, Mrs. Croft.

We've just paid a visit to my cousin,
Charles Hayter. Oh.

Miss Elliot, you must be tired. Do let
us have the pleasure of taking you home

to Upper Croft. Oh, no, thank you. No,
it's too much trouble. No.

No, we are returning in any case by that
road, and there's plenty of room.

Really? You're too kind. Stop, Miss
Elliot. You must come with us. Indeed,

must. Oh.

Walk on. Thank you.

I wish Frederick would spread a little
more canvas and bring home one of those

two young ladies to Kellynch.

He means to have one of them.

There's just no saying which one.

They are both very good -natured,
unaffected girls indeed.

A very respectable family.

What do you think, Miss Elliot?

It won't be long if I'm any judge.

Now I understand him.

He can never forgive me.

He condemns me still for the past and is
becoming now quite attached to another.

And yet... We are to go to Lyme tomorrow
morning.

Captain Wentworth must visit his best
friend, Captain... Captain... Something

other. And has invited us all to make
the trip with him, ain't it, Brian?

No, indeed, I'm sure I'd better stay
here with the children.

Am I to go without you?

In my delicate stage of recovery?

Suppose I were to be seized all of a
sudden in some dreadful way and not able

ring the bell for servants?

Quite attached to another.

And yet...

Still, he cannot be unfeeling.

He cannot see me suffer without wishing
to give relief.

To spur the proof of his own good, warm,
and amiable heart, which I cannot

contemplate without infinite pain and
regret.

Captain Harry Harville, Captain James
Benwick, Mr. and Mrs. Charles Musgrove,

Miss Henrietta Musgrove, Louisa
Musgrove, and Miss Elliot.

Miss and Elliot.

Captain.

Oh, my God, the ass.

Of course, the Amblesy amuse themselves
every now and then by sending a few

hundred men to see in a ship not fit to
be employed.

But they do have a great many to provide
for, and among the thousands that may

just as well go to the bottom... May I
say I'm sorry I was to hear of your

terrible loss.

Thank you.

There never was a love like ours.

And never will be again.

And among the thousands that may just as
well go to the bottom... It is

impossible for them to distinguish which
may be least missed.

And yet, Captain, you are still young,
and I pray

you may one day rally and be happy with
another.

A man does not forget a woman as readily
as you forget us.

I will not allow a woman's nature to be
more inconstant than a man's.

And yet you will allow that poetry...

And novels are against you.

They tell us endlessly of the fickleness
of women.

And are they not all written by men?

Yes, Miss Ellion.

Perhaps they are.

I see we shall not readily agree on
this.

I would never suppose that true
constancy is known only by women.

But the one claim I shall make for my
own sex is that we love longest

when all hope is gone.

A toast.

The Navy.

The Navy.

The Navy.

It's a good deed.

Sitting up so with Paul Bennington.

Not known him talk so much.

Not in a long time.

In time, found a common interest in
poetry.

He reads nothing else.

Day in, day out.

Never happier to hear someone reading
impassioned descriptions of hopeless

or sundered hearts destroyed by
wretchedness.

Yes, I did venture to recommend him.

Larger allowance of prose than his daily
study.

It's bad for him.

I know.

We shut up as he is.

But what can we do?

Well, he is young.

And time is a great healer.

I'm told.

Oh.

Forgive me.

Not at all.

Who is that gentleman?

Mr. William Elliot, sir. Came in last
night on his way to Bath for the window.

William Elliot.

Bless me, Annie, but be our cousin.

William Elliot. Indeed.

He is handsome.

Not. Did he mention a connection to the
Elliot of Kellynch at all?

His son said he would one day be a
baronet. There.

He seems of particular interest, his
cousin.

Sir Walter has no sons.

So his title and the estate at Kellynch
will pass to the cousin.

What a pity we should not have been
introduced to each other.

His father and Mr Elliot have not been
on speaking terms since his unfortunate

marriage. An introduction could hardly
have been welcome.

They'll hardly be able to avoid seeing
each other in Bath.

You'll be sure to mention I've seen him
next time you're at father.

On the contrary.

You think he had the Elliot countenance?

Captain Wentworth!

Louisa! Captain Wentworth!

Louisa! Louisa, no! Louisa, no!

Louisa!

Louisa!

A surgeon.

A surgeon, quickly.

Of course. Captain Benwick.

Captain Benwick knows who wants to be
found.

Send him to the inn.

Keep it firmly kept, the wound.

She'll be here sometime.

Her parents should be told.

I would rather not leave her, not
tonight.

Then let me go.

And if you wish, I'll take Henrietta and
Mary with me.

And not Anne.

If Anne will stay, there is no one so
proper, so capable.

Louisa needs no other.

Anne?

Anne is to stay, who is nothing to
Louisa, while I am some packing?

Oh, my dear, I'm sure I can't do
nothing. Am I not as capable as Anne?

Am I not as proper?

And to be sent home without Charles,
too, without my husband, in my

no. No, it is too unkind.

I will go with Henrietta.

I've been thinking whether you would not
better remain with Henrietta while I go

in and break it to the Musbroves alone.

Do you think this is a good plan?

I do.

I will see Mr. Musgrove without delay.

Tell him Captain Frederick Wentworth is
here and I'll speak with him directly.

It is done.

I shall return now to Lyon, see if I can
be of any help.

I believe the musgroves will soon
follow.

Thank you.

Captain, I'm most anxious.

If you would have... If you'd be so kind
as to have word sent to me in Bath as

to how Louisa died.

In Bath?

I am not needed in Lyme or any longer at
Abercrath.

I must rejoin my father.

Our house is in Camden Place.

You dislike Bath most heartily, as I
recall.

I do.

But I have an old school friend who
lives there, and I have the consolation

of Lady Russell's company.

Very well, then.

Goodbye, Miss Elliot.

I cannot suppose myself at all wanted.

Oh, nonsense, Penelope. She is nothing
to me, indeed, compared to you.

My dear madam, you must not run away
from us now. It does not be.

Please, Penelope.

Ah, Anne.

There you are.

How are you, Anne?

Are we greatly missed at Cambridge?

But let me assure you, Bath has more
than answered our expectations in every

respect. Indeed, our house is
undoubtedly the finest in Camden Place.

sure that the acquaintance of the
Elliotts is most exceedingly sought of.

And best of all, Miss Anne, your cousin,
Mr Elliot, is here in Bath and is quite

reconciled with Sir Walter.

Mr Elliot?

Indeed, has called repeatedly, has dined
with us once.

evidently delighted at the distinction
of being asked.

And clearly places his whole happiness
in being on intimate terms in Camden

Place. He has offered his most handsome
apologies for any former appearance of

neglect in his duties towards us.

And, uh, Mrs. Elliott did.

Quite did.

Certainly his wife was a nobody.

Well, beauty and rich.

But we must make alliances. He was young
and foolish.

Not any more.

Such elegant manners.

So gentlemanly and fashionable.

Indeed, I have no objection to being
seen with him anywhere.

Ah, that will be Lady Russell, no doubt.

No, that is Mr Elliot's knock.

I am sure of it.

I believe you are right.

The poor man simply cannot keep away
from you, Miss Elliot.

Upon my word, Percy.

I am scarcely aware of his intentions
being beyond those of other men.

How is Mary looking?

Last time I saw her, she was... well,
she had a red nose.

Oh, she is quite well.

Thank you, Father.

My apologies for calling so
unexpectedly, but I could not rest

that Miss Elliot had not taken cold
yesterday.

Oh, how exceedingly kind of you, Mr.
Elliot.

Ah, my dear sir, give me leave to
present my daughter,

Anne.

But this is extraordinary.

Our paths have crossed before, Sir
Walter, at Lyme, not a week past.

Not that I could expect Miss Elliot to
remember.

Indeed, I do remember, Mr Elliot, very
clearly.

How extraordinary that we should be
guests at the same inn at the same time.

Yes, it is.

One might almost say providential.

I cannot tell you how relieved I am to
see her recovering, sir.

Yes, and she will make an excellent
wife, Frederick. I congratulate you.

I beg your pardon?

Come, sir, you're mistaken if you think
you've kept your intentions towards

Louisa Musgrove a secret.

You mean to say you consider an
understanding exists between myself and

Musgrove? Of course, if you deny it.

I do. That is what you say.

Astonishes me. Do you mean to tell me
you don't care for her at all? Well, no,

not in that way. No.

That's for sure. Well, then I fear
you'll gravely disappoint both her and

family.

They talk of little else.

Dear God, Harry, have I been so
unguarded, so thoughtless?

It would appear that you have.

Well, if what you say is true, then I
must in all honour regard myself as

to her.

Indeed, Frederick.

I am afraid you seem to have entangled
yourself.

This is dreadful. What can I do?

Perhaps you might take your leave of
Lyme on some pretext and await Louise's

recovery elsewhere.

It is perhaps possible a prolonged
absence may weaken the bonds between

I have been meaning to visit my brother
in Shropshire.

Capital.

Captain Wentworth and Louisa Musgrove.
It's quite true, I assure you.

Any day now, I expect to hear news of
the engagement.

And you, child?

Are you reconciled to it?

Oh, yes, indeed.

I wish them every happiness.

Of course.

Oh, look.

There's our Mr Elliot, with the
polishes.

I must admit, he does have a very
pleasant manner.

Indeed he does.

And yet... And yet?

I cannot help feeling that there must be
something more than immediately appears

in this sudden interest in our family
after so many years.

You refer to Elizabeth, I take it?

She is very handsome.

Wow. He has nothing to gain from a
reconciliation.

His late wife, however unsuitable a
match, was exceedingly wealthy, and in

case, nothing can prevent him from
inheriting Kellynch and the baronetcy

with it.

Nothing except my father marrying again
and providing himself at last with a

male heir.

Ah, no, indeed.

And Mrs. Clay is young and...

altogether well -looking.

I wonder it a little bit to place such a
woman under your father's nose, sir.

We must be vigilant.

Ah, Lady Cavendish.

My dearest cousin, once again Providence
seems eager to throw us together.

Good morning, Mr. Elliot.

I confess, I called only an hour ago at
Camden Place and was most distressed to

find you absent.

My father was quite taken up with some
sensational news in this morning's

You refer, of course, to your cousins,
the Dowager Viscountess Dalrymple and

daughter, the Honourable Miss Carteret,
who arrive in Bath today.

You are very well informed, Mr. Elliot.

Your father may have mentioned something
on the subject.

I do not doubt that he did.

You do not seem anxious to make their
acquaintance again.

I agree.

The Dowrimples are nothing in
themselves, but family connections are

worth preserving.

And they are regarded everywhere as good
company.

My idea of good company, Mr Elliot, is
the company of clever...

well -informed people who have a great
deal of conversation.

You are mistaken.

That is not good company.

That is the best.

Oh. No, good company requires only
birth, manners and education.

And with regard to education, I am
afraid it is not very particular.

Ah, my cousin -in -law shakes her head.
She is not satisfied.

In one point, however...

I am sure we must feel alike.

We welcome any addition to your father's
society which diverts his thoughts from

those who... well, are beneath him.

You refer to Mrs. Clay?

It is possible that I do.

My concern is that my father may be
rendered unhappy by the connection.

But perhaps I'm too fastidious.

My dear Anne, you have a better right to
be fastidious than any woman

I've ever met.

Oh!

Oh, good heavens.

Mr Elliot not with you?

from Upper Cross.

If you are quick, you may just have time
to read it before he calls again.

My dear Anne, I rejoice to tell you that
Louisa improves daily and will soon be

quite her old self.

I am also told we shall soon hear
wedding bells at Upper Cross.

Although I am sworn to secrecy on the
subject, I may say no more.

But Mama says the local dressmakers will
not answer for such an occasion.

So expect to see us at Bath next week
for a fiddle.

Until then, I remain your affectionate
brother -in -law, Charles Musgrove.

Come, Anne, we must not be late.

You cannot have forgotten we have an
invitation from Lady Dalrymple.

I regret I am already engaged to spend
the evening with an old school friend.

Not that sickly old widow in Westgate
Building.

Mr Smith?

Yes. Smith?

Westgate Building?

Excuse me.

And who, pray, is Mr Smith? One of the 5
,000 Smiths there are everywhere to be

met with?

Upon my word, Miss Anne Elliot, you have
the most extraordinary taste.

To place such a person ahead of your own
family connections among the nobility

of England and Ireland.

Mrs Smith.

Perhaps she's not the only poor widow in
Bath with little to live on and no

surname of dignity.

Thank you.

Much better.

This is my nurse, Mrs. Rook.

How do you do, Miss Elliot?

Mrs. Rook.

I'm truly sorry I've been unable to
visit before this. My time has not been

own. Oh, but we are deeply honoured to
have a cousin of Lady Dalrymple pay us a

visit here this evening, instead of
calling upon her relations with the rest

her family.

You will soon learn that absolutely
nothing happens in Bath without Nurse

hearing of it.

Come, dearest Anne.

Tell me everything that has happened to
you in the past 12 years.

I called at the inn, but there isn't one
back home to up across that way. A week

ago at least.

Fennec took her.

She's quite recovered.

How is your brother?

He thinks I'm as big a fool as I do.

You have no idea, Harry, how I curse the
folly of my own pride.

But I only had a good sense to seize my
happiness when I had the chance again,

and none of this would have happened.
I'm not sure I thought that.

I imagine myself indifferent to her.

When I was only angry and resentful.

Too late.

Too late I began to understand myself
and her.

Never have I met her equal in good sense
or sweetness of character. She's

perfection itself.

I've never loved any of her.

We are talking now of Anne Elliot.

Of course, who else?

And I take it you have not received
Benwick's letter?

I shall have to go to Uppercross now. It
cannot in all decency be avoided.

I mention this letter only because it
contains the news that he has proposed

Louisa Musgrove.

She has accepted him.

They are to be married directly.

Married?

Louisa and Benwick?

Derek.

I'm... I'm free.

As it happens, I'm going to bark
tomorrow.

Perhaps now you care to join me.

And whom should I chance to meet at the
pump rooms again yesterday but... Mr.

Elliot.

Without being indiscreet.

I can reveal that you were very much
talked of. He thinks you a most

extraordinary young woman.

In your temper, manners, mind, a model
of female excellence.

Now, I am no matchmaker, as you well
know, but a most

suitable connection everybody must
certainly consider.

And I do think there would be every
possibility of your and...

Mr. Elliot being very happy together.

And I must confess to look forward and
think of you occupying your dear

place as the future mistress of
Kellynch.

The future Lady Elliot.

Oh, my dearest Anne, it would give me
more delight than is often felt at my

of life.

Lady Russell.

Will you join us?

I cannot deny the idea of being restored
to Kellwich, of calling it home again.

My home forever.

As a charm, I cannot immediately resist.

And Mr Elliot is an exceedingly
agreeable man, and in many respects, I

very highly of him.

I'm delighted to see you.

What brings you here to Bath?

I'm afraid, Miss Elliot, it is my
digestion.

And when your sister Mary learned we
were to come to Bath, she charged us

this letter for you. Thank you.

Not day for tea.

Oh. And tell me the news from Kent.

Well, all the talk, of course, has been
of the marriage.

The marriage?

Why, your cousin, of course.

Miss Louisa Markgrove.

You meant to tell me you did not know.

No, indeed.

I only had a note from Charles that we
were to soon expect a wedding.

Oh. Well, then I'm sure the letter we
have brought from your sister will

a full account.

I'm very happy for Louisa.

I'm certain she has chosen wisely.
Indeed.

Indeed. Oh, he's a fine fellow, right
enough.

Whatever Frederick may say.

She has no fears of being a naval
captain's wife.

No, indeed.

I must confess, the news did come as
something of a surprise to us. Even

was taken aback.

Really?

Did he give you no indication of his
intentions?

No, no, never a word on the subject.

But Frederick is not a man to pine or
complain.

No, he very honourably hopes you are
very happy with Bennet, and there's an

to it.

In fact, from his manner of speaking on
the subject...

One would never guess Frederick had ever
thought of Louisa Musgrove for himself.

Bennett.

I beg your pardon?

Am I then to understand that Louisa is
to marry Captain Benwick and

not the Captain Wentworth?

Yes.

Yes, that's it exactly.

Poor Frederick.

Now we will have to begin all over with
somebody else.

Miss Anne?

Is something wrong?

No.

No, you astonish me indeed.

You mean you did not know?

Well, the thing is certainly true.

We have it from Frederick himself.

Captain Wentworth is in Bath.

He arrived last night.

Listen here.

Your sister mentioned you're being in
Bath.

Yes.

I'm lodging with the Admiral in Queen's
Square.

You've perhaps also heard that Louisa
Mosgrove is to marry James Banning.

I have.

I was most astonished. As was I.

And yet I'm sure in time they will grow
more alike.

Captain Benwick will gain high spirits
and cheerfulness and she will... Relish

for morbid poetry.

Just so.

With all my soul, I... I wish them
happy.

And yet... Miss Teresa is a very...

good, amiable, sweet -tempered girl.

I thought Sister was a very superior
woman.

And Benwick's attachment to her was
indeed profound.

A man cannot recover.

from such a passion.

You're not.

My dear Anne, I cannot say how grieved I
am to have kept you waiting.

The carriage is outside. Oh, Mr. Elliot.

Permit me to name Captain Wentworth.

My cousin, Mr. Elliot.

May I?

Oh, um... Captain, there is, um, a
concert at the pump room tonight.

I remember how fond you are of music.

I must say, though, the worst bath is
the number of plain women.

I frequently observe that one pretty
face will be followed by five and thirty

frights. And as for the men... Oh!

Ah, Lady Russell.

You're at home tomorrow night to a
somewhat philic to get with you. We do

you're at liberty.

Of course, Sir Walter, with pleasure.

But where is Lady Dalrymple?

Good heavens.

Is that Frederick Wentworth?

Isn't he the nobody?

What on earth is he doing in Bath?

Captain Motley.

Is the programme to your liking?

I found myself at liberty this evening.

Bath has much to offer those who are
interested in music.

So I haven't led to believe.

And shall you be staying long in Bath?

I don't know.

That is to say, I am not certain.

Lady Dalrymple. Lady Dalrymple is here.

There'll soon be another marriage in
that family, if I'm any judge.

Certainly, if the rumours are to be
believed.

Are you going?

Yes.

Is the first half at least not worth
staying for?

No.

There's nothing here worth me staying
for. Good night.

My dear Anne, is all well?

You're all so dreadfully concerned.

Yes.

I felt suddenly a little faint.

I'm quite recovered.

Should we not return to the concert?

Dearest Anne, I have been awaiting an
opportunity to speak to you

privately, and now it seems to have
come.

Sorry, sir, I'm not very good company.

My dear cousin, you are far too modest
for the world in general to be aware of

even half your accomplishments.

Thank you, sir.

I did not think you named me that well.

On the contrary.

The name of Anne Elliot has long had a
beguiling charm for me.

If I dared, I would now breathe my
sincerest wish that that name might

change.

Sir. I do not venture to expect an
immediate answer to my proposal.

But I cannot in honour further conceal
my intentions.

And perhaps tomorrow night at Camden
Place, you'll feel able to make me

the happiest and most fortunate of men.

Miss Elliot, I am charged with an urgent
commission from the Admiral in regard

to your family.

And since I am to leave Bath today
without delay, I should be obliged if I

wait upon you at 11 this morning.

Hello, Anne, how are you?

Charles! Mary!

I am here to take the water.

I have been most dreadfully unwell
lately.

My last hope.

Father! Elizabeth!

Good heavens, it's Mary.

It's water, Elizabeth.

We have come to choose a wedding dress
with Mother and Henrietta. She is to be

married to Charles Hayter. Who?

A mere country curate, Father. Pray do
not trouble yourself.

And Eloise, is she not with you?

She stayed at Uppercross with Captain
Benwick. Who?

A naval Captain, Father. Pray do not
trouble yourself. I suppose we shall

to invite the Musgroves tonight as well.

A party.

I shall be loath to introduce them to
Lady Dalrymple. Will Mr. Elliot be

I must at all cost be introduced to Mr.
Elliot.

Well, I had not the smallest intention
of inviting him, but... Wenworth!

Charles. Hello, old fellow. How are you?
I didn't expect to see you here. Well,

where are you staying? We must go
shooting one day if you have time.

Mrs. Musgrove. Captain.

Father, this is Captain Wentworth.

He is related to our tenants, the
Crofts.

Captain, this is my father, Sir Walter
Elliot Farinette.

And my eldest sister, Elizabeth.

Thank you. We are acquainted.

Captain.

Please.

I am charged.

That is to say, the Admiral, Admiral
Croft, has been confidently informed...

that Mr Elliot...

that everything is settled now in your
family for a union between

yourself and Mr Elliot.

It was added that you were to live at
Kellynch.

And my commission from the Admiral is to
say that if the family's wish is

such...

His lease at Kellynch shall be cancelled
and he and my sister will provide

themselves with another home, that is
all.

Home?

What answer shall I give?

You'll please thank the Admiral on my
behalf, but...

I must tell you that he is utterly
misinformed.

Misinformed?

Utterly? Yes, Captain.

Quite mistaken.

No truth in any part of it?

None.

And I should be grateful to know the
source of such fanciful rumours.

After that.

Lady Russell is here.

Do you remember Lady Russell, Captain?

How could I forget?

Anne, I received your note.

Miss Elliot, if you'll excuse me, I
shall convey your views to the Admiral.

Good day.

Captain. Is he true?

Mr Elliot is proposed.

If you'll excuse me, lady, while I'm on
the beak with Captain Wentworth.

Speak with you.

Dear Harriet, must it be now?

And I must ask, is it true Mr. Elliot
has asked you to marry him?

Yes, but... And I hope I give no
offence, but I could never forgive

did not acquaint you with Mr. Elliot's
real character.

I only hope I'm not too late.

Good heavens, Harriet, what is it?

Mr. Elliot is a man without heart or
conscience.

A designing, cold -blooded being that
thinks only of itself.

His recent reconciliation with your
father was no accident.

He had heard a rumour in London that Sir
Walter Elliot might be led to marry his

daughter's companion.

Mrs. Glenn?

The very same.

And should she provide him with an heir,
of course.

The child would inherit everything
instead of Mr. Elliot.

But he is already rich.

Of course.

He married his poor wife for money and
nothing else.

But what he now desires above all is to
be a baronet.

He cannot bear the thought of not being
Sir, will he?

Well, why then would he wish to marry
me?

Oh, admiration for you is sincere as far
as it goes.

Although it has not prevented him from
courting Mrs. Clay at the same time.

No, indeed.

He has promised to establish her as his
mistress in London as soon as he is

married to you.

There is nothing you would not do to
prevent your father marrying again.

I am profoundly grateful to you,
Harriet.

But now, if you forgive me, I must go.

Captain Harville. Miss Elliot.

If you are come to call upon the Admiral
and Mrs. Croft, I must disappoint you.

They went to take the waters with
Captain Wentworth.

But since you are here, you may save me
some time.

Captain Wentworth bade me bring this
note to you in Camden Place.

Perhaps you would take it now.

Thank you.

You're quite well, Miss Elliot.

Thank you.

And if you'll excuse me, I'm already
late for an appointment.

I can bear this no longer.

You pierce my soul.

I am half agony, half hope.

Unjust I may have been.

Weak and resentful I have been, but
never inconstant.

I offer myself to you again with a heart
even more your own than when you almost

broke it eight years ago.

I have loved none but you.

You alone have brought me to Bath.

For you alone I think and plan.

Have you not seen this?

I can hardly write.

I must go, uncertain of my fate.

A word, a look, will be enough.

Only, tell me that I am... Tell me not
that I am too late.

But such precious feelings are gone
forever.

Why, Miss Elliot?

It's Miss Frederick.

He has just gone to call upon you at
Camden Bay.

Charles! Anne, good heavens! Is anything
the matter?

Anne!

Thank you, Charles. I'm quite... quite
well.

You look quite done for. We shall have
to get you home directly.

The thing of it is, I ought to be in the
marketplace now.

The fellow there promised me the sight
of a capital gun he's just sending off.

He said he'd keep it unpacked till the
last possible minute.

If I do not cut along now, I shall miss
out.

You know, from his description,
Wentworth...

It sounds a good deal like that 16 -bore
Mortimer of mine you shopped with that

day round Winthrop, you remember?

The London single long fowler with the
walnut stock.

I'm in receipt of your proposal.

And I'm minded to accept it.

Thank you.

Are you?

Quite certain?

I am.

I am determined.

I will.

And nothing, you may be sure, will ever
persuade me otherwise.

Come see.

I thought you might like to see your
wedding present.