Edward Ferrars: All I want - all I have ever wanted - is the quiet of a private life, but, eh, my mother is determined to see me distinguished.
Marianne: I'm taking you for a walk. Margaret: No, I've been a walk. Marianne: You need another. Margaret: It's going to rain. Marianne: It is NOT going to rain. Margaret: You ALWAYS say that and then it ALWAYS does.
Margaret: Have you really been to the East Indies, Colonel? Colonel Brandon: I have. Margaret: What's it like? Sir John Middleton: Like? Hot. Colonel Brandon: [mysteriously] The air is full of spices.
[after a reading of Spenser's The Faerie Queen] Marianne: Shall we continue tomorrow? Colonel Brandon: No, for I must away. Marianne: Away? Where? Colonel Brandon: That I cannot tell you. It is a secret.
Colonel Brandon: Your sister seems very happy. Elinor Dashwood: Yes. Marianne does not approve of hiding her emotions. In fact, her romantic prejudices have the unfortunate tendency to set propriety at naught. Colonel Brandon: She is wholly unspoilt....
Marianne: Is love a fancy or a feeling... or a Ferrars?
Mrs. Dashwood: My youngest is not to be found this morning. She's a little shy of strangers at present. Edward Ferrars: N-n-naturally. I'm sh-shy of strangers myself and I have nothing like her excuse.
Elinor Dashwood: Poor Willoughby. He will always regret you. Marianne: But does it follow that, had he chosen me, he would have been content? He would have had a wife he loved, but no money, and might soon have learned to rank the demands of his pock...
John Willoughby: Are you hurt? Marianne: Only my ankle. John Willoughby: May I have your permission to ascertain if there are any breaks?
Marianne: Fanny wishes to know where the key to the silver cabinet is kept. Elinor Dashwood: Betsy has it, I think. What does Fanny want with the silver? Marianne: One can only presume she wants to count it. What are you doing? Elinor Dashwood: Prese...
Elinor Dashwood: Did he tell you that he loved you? Marianne: Yes. No. Never absolutely. It was everyday implied but never declared.
Mrs. Dashwood: You must miss him, Elinor. Elinor Dashwood: We are not engaged, Mamma. Mrs. Dashwood: But he loves you, dearest, of that I am certain. Elinor Dashwood: I am by no means assured of his regard, and even were he to feel such a preference,...
Elinor Dashwood: [making painstaking conversation] How is Mrs Ferrars? Fanny: My mother is always in excellent health, thank you. My brother Robert is in town with her this season and quite the most popular bachelor in London. He has his own barouche...
Fanny: Mrs. Dashwood, Miss Dashwood, Miss Marianne - my brother, Edward Ferrars. [Everyone bows or curtsies] Fanny, Mrs. Dashwood: [together] Do sit down. [There's an embarrassed pause as Mrs. Dashwood realises she is no longer the mistress of the h...
Sir John Middleton: You know what they're saying, of course. Hm? Word is, you've developed a taste for certain company. And why not, say I. A man like you in your prime... she'd be a very fortunate young lady. Colonel Brandon: Marianne Dashwood would...
John Willoughby: Frailty, thy name is Brandon. Marianne: There are some people who can't bear a party of pleasure. Mrs. Dashwood: You're a very wicked pair. Colonel Brandon will be sadly missed. John Willoughby: Why? When he is the sort of man that e...
Marianne: When is a man to be safe from such wit if age and infirmity do not protect him? Elinor Dashwood: Infirmity? Mrs. Dashwood: If Colonel Brandon is infirm then I am at death's door. Elinor Dashwood: It is a miracle your life has extended this ...
Edward Ferrars: Miss Dashwood... Elinor, I must speak to you. There is something of great importance that I need to, eh... t-tell you... a-about my, eh, education. Elinor Dashwood: Your education? Edward Ferrars: Yes. It w-was conducted, eh, oddly en...
