小乡绅班纳特有五个待字闺中的千金，班纳特太太整天操心着为女儿物色称心如意的丈夫 新来的邻居Bingley是个有钱的单身汉，他立即成了班纳特太太追猎的目标在一次舞会上，Bingley对班纳特家的大女儿Jane一见钟情，班纳特太太为此欣喜若狂 参加舞会的还有Bingley的好友Darcy他仪表堂堂，非常富有，许多姑娘纷纷向他投去羡慕的目光；但他非常骄傲，认为她们都不配做他的舞伴，其中包括简的妹妹ElizabethElizabeth自尊心很强，决定不去理睬这个傲慢的家伙S1 初见，一个傲慢，一个偏见(Bingley & Darcy is walking form the door, Elizabeth & Jane are looking at them)Elizabeth: Smile at Mr. Bingley. Smile! (to Jane)Father: Mr. Bingley, this is Jane and her sister Elizabeth.Mother: It is a pleasure. l have three others, but they're already dancing.Bingley: I'm delighted to make your acquaintance.Father: And may l introduce Mr. Darcy of Pemberley in Derbyshire. Jane: How do you like it here in Hertfordshire?Bingley: Very much!Elizabeth: The library at Netherfield, I've heard, is one of the finest.Bingley: It fills me with guilt. I'm not a good reader. I prefer being out doors…Oh, l mean, l can read, of course. And I'm not suggesting you can not read out of doors.Jane: I wish l read more, but there seem to be so many other things to do.Bingley: That's exactly what l meant.(Bingley is dancing with Jane.) Elizabeth: Do you dance, Mr. Darcy?Darcy: Not if l can help it.（一曲结束）Mother: How well you dance, Mr. Bingley.Bingley: I've never enjoyed a dance so much.Mother: My daughter Jane is a splendid dancer, is she not?Bingley: She is indeed.Mother: Of course, it's my Jane who's considered the beauty of the county. When she was 15, a gentleman did write her some very verses.Elizabeth: I wonder who discovered the power of poetry in driving away love.Darcy: I thought poetry was the food of love. Of a fine, stout love.Elizabeth But if it is only a vague inclination, one poor sonnet will kill it.Darcy: So, what do you recommend to encourage affection?Elizabeth: Dancing. Even if one's partner is barely tolerable.（可是不久，Darcy对Elizabeth活泼可爱的举止产生了好感，在另一次舞会上主动请她同舞。
S2 再见，不欢而散Darcy: May I have the next dance, Miss Elizabeth?Elizabeth: You may.Elizabeth: Did I agree to dance with Mr. Darcy?Charlotte: I dare say you will find him amiable.Elizabeth: It would be most inconvenient since I've worn to loathe him for all eternity.(Elizabeth is dancing with Darcy)Elizabeth: I love this dance.Darcy: Indeed. Most invigorating.Elizabeth: It is your turn to say something, Mr. Darcy. I talked about the dance. Now you ought to remark on the size of the room or the number of couples.Darcy: I'm perfectly happy to oblige. What would you like most to hear?Elizabeth: That reply will do for present… Perhaps by and by l may observe that private balls are much pleasanter than public ones…For now, we may remain silent.Darcy: Do you talk as a rule while dancing?Elizabeth: No, No, I prefer to be unsociable and taciturn…Makes it all so much more enjoyable, don't you think? Darcy: Tell me, do you and your sisters very often walk to Meryton?Elizabeth: Yes, it's a great opportunity to meet new people.Darcy: Mr. Wickham's blessed with such happy manners, he's sure of making friends. Whether he's capable of retaining them is less so.Elizabeth: He's been so unfortunate as to lose your friendship. That is irreversible?Darcy: It is. Why do you ask such a question?Elizabeth: To make out your character.Darcy: What have you discovered?Elizabeth: Very little.Darcy: I hope to afford you more clarity in the future.S3 雨中告白，爱恨交融（此段是重头戏）Darcy: Miss Elizabeth. I have struggled in vain and can bear it no longer. These past months have been a torment. I came to Rosings only to see you. I have fought against judgment, my family's expectation, the inferiority of your birth, my rank. I will put them aside and ask you to end my agony.Elizabeth: I don’t understand.Darcy: I love you. (Pause) Most ardently.Darcy: (cont'd) the inferiority of your birth . . . my rank and circumstance... (Stumblingly) all those things...but I'm willing to put them aside...and ask you to end my agony...Elizabeth: I don't understand...Darcy: (with passion) I love you. Most ardently.Elizabeth stares at him. Darcy: (cont'd) Please do me the honor of accepting my hand.(A silence. Lizzie struggles with the most painful confusion of feeling. Finally she recovers.) Elizabeth: (voice shaking) Sir, I appreciate the struggle you have been through, and I am very sorry to have caused you pain. Believe me, it was unconsciously done.(A silence. Gathering her shawl, she gets to her feet.)Darcy: (stares) is this your reply?Elizabeth: Yes, sir.Darcy: Are you laughing at me?Elizabeth: No!Darcy: Are you rejecting me?Elizabeth: (pause) I'm sure that the feelings which, as you've told me, have hindered your regard, will help you in overcoming it.(A terrible silence, as this sinks in. Neither of them can move. At last, Darcy speaks. He is very pale. )Darcy: Might I ask why, with so little endeavor at civility, I am thus repulsed?Elizabeth: (trembling with emotion) I might as well enquire why, with so eviden。