How has it happened that the wish to do what is right become an unattractive quality? And now Tom wants Charles Maddox to play Anhalt.
He's about as discreet as the town crier!
So this is where you hide. Fanny, I need some rehearsing. Would you mind...? Mr Bertram! Hello.
- Hello, Miss Crawford. I'll be off, then, Fanny. - Stay, stay!
Stay! We need an audience. We all need an audience, don't we, Fanny?
To be ture, for I living in dread of audiences.
- Come here. I will play Amelia, and you will play Anhalt my teacher. - No, no.
- Read from there, since Mr Bertram here refuses. I insist. - Very well.
"For a long time, you have instructed me."
- "Why should not I now begin to teach you?" - "Teach me what?"
"Whatever I know and you don't."
"There are some things I'd rather never know."
"Just as you made certain mathematical problems pleasant to me," "l might teach something as pleasant to you."
"Woman herself is a problem." "And I'll teach you to make her out."
"You teach?" "Why not? None but a woman can teach the science of herself"
Upon reconsideration, I cannot help but think that...
...despite the displeasure of appearing inconsistent, it would be better for me to play Anhalt than invite Charles Maddox into this mixture.
"What is this? How is this?" "And why do I find my mother thus? Speak."
"l cannot speak, my dear son. My dear Frederick, I was not prepared."
"Dear Mother, compose yourself. Now then..."
Put it down over there.
- Hello, my sweet dear girl. - Welcome home, sir.
My word! You've grown in health. And, I dare say, beauty.
Where are the rest, Julia and Maria? What's that? Baddeley.
Oh, you must be Sir Thomas! I am Rushworth. Your future son-in-law.
We are in the midst of a home theatrical. I'm Count Cassel. I come in with a blue dress and a pink satin cloak...
...afterwards I have another fine fancy suit by way of a shooting dress.
I have two and forty speeches which is no trifle.
Tom... So this is what you were in such a terrible hurry to leave Antigua for? I presume.
Oh, Sir Thomas... I could not have borne your absence a moment longer.
"Dear Susy, all remnants of the theatre have been erased, "
"and Tom and Yates have fled the new solemnity that has returned to Mansfield Park. "
Do tell us more about the Negroes, dear.
The mulattos are in general well-shaped, and the women are especially well-featured.
I have one, so easy and graceful in her movements and intelligent as well. Strangely, two mulattos can never have children. They're like mules in that respect.
Excuse me, Father, for contradicting you, but that is nonsense. You cannot say such things.
I did not say they are mules. Did I ? I said they are like mules.
Long's 'History of Jamaica'. Read it before you challenge me.
I've a good mind to bring one back with me to work here as a domestic.
Correct if I am in error, but if you were to bring a slave back to England,
there would be some argument whether or not they should be freed here.
If I'm not mistaken...
I must say, you've changed considerably, my dear.
I've done some reading on it... Thomas Clarkson, under Edmund's guidance.
Fanny has a voracious mind, as hungry as any man's.
And her writing is remarkable, in a style entirely new.
Your complexion is so improved.
I trust you will see as much beauty of mind in time, Father.
You've gained so much countenance, and your figure...
Don't you agree, Mr...Crawford?
- Purity is a decided attraction, true. - lndeed. - Especially for the impure.
It must be the moral steadfastness of her heart that illuminates her eyes.
Gentlemen... Fanny is as fearful of notice and praise as other women are of neglect.
- Most discerning, Miss Crawford. - Thank you, Mr Bertram.
I have it! A ball at Mansfield Park in honour of Fanny! We shall introduce Miss Fanny Price to society.
Surely, some young man of good standing will sit down and take notice.
She'll glide about with quiet light elegance in admirable time.
You must excuse me. I think I have something...
It needn't be a large affair, just a few friends...