Domingo, 22 de Junho de 2008

Sensibilidade e Bom Senso

 

 

MRS DASHWOOD


                         Is Mrs Ferrars at the new parish?

               EDWARD looks extremely confused.

                                     EDWARD
                         No--my mother is in town.

                                     MRS DASHWOOD


                         I meant to enquire after Mrs Edward
                         Ferrars.

               EDWARD colours. He hesitates.

                                     EDWARD
                         Then you have not heard--the news--I
                         think you mean my brother--you mean
                         Mrs Robert Ferrars.

               They all stare at him in shock.

                                     MRS DASHWOOD
                         Mrs Robert Ferrars?

               ELINOR has frozen. EDWARD rises and goes to the window.

                                     EDWARD
                         Yes. I received a letter from Miss
                         Steele--or Mrs Ferrars, I should say--
                         communicating the... the transfer of
                         her affections to my brother Robert.
                         They were much thrown together in
                         London, I believe, and... and in
                         view of the change in my
                         circumstances, I felt it only fair
                         that Miss Steele be released from
                         our engagement. At any rate, they
                         were married last week and are now
                         in Plymouth.

               ELINOR rises suddenly, EDWARD turns and they stand looking
               at one another.

                                     ELINOR
                         Then you--are not married.

                                     EDWARD
                         No.

               ELINOR bursts into tears. The shock of this emotional
               explosion stuns everyone for a second and then MARIANNE makes
               an executive decision. Wordlessly, she takes MARGARET's hand
               and leads her and MRS DASHWOOD out of the room.

 

EDWARD
                         Elinor! I met Lucy when I was very
                         young. Had I had an active profession,
                         I should never have felt such an
                         idle, foolish inclination. At Norland
                         my behaviour was very wrong. But I
                         convinced myself you felt only
                         friendship for me and it was my heart
                         alone that I was risking. I have
                         come with no expectations. Only to
                         profess, now that I am at liberty to
                         do so, that my heart is and always
                         will be yours.
 

 

EDWARD stops walking. He looks at ELINOR and realises he can
               stand it no longer.

                                     EDWARD
                         Would you--can you--excuse me--

               He takes her face in his hands and kisses her.
 

 

 

 

MRS DASHWOOD
                         Mr Willoughby! What a pleasure to
                         see you again!

                                     WILLOUGHBY
                         The pleasure is all mine, I can
                         asstire you. I trust Miss Marianne
                         has not caught cold?

                                     MARIANNE
                         You have found out my name!

                                     WILLOUGHBY
                         Of course. The neighbourhood is
                         crawling with my spies.

               He suddenly produces a bunch of wild flowers from behind his
               back and offers them to MARIANNE with a courtly, humorous
               bow.

                                     WILLOUGHBY
                         And since you cannot venture out to
                         nature, nature must be brought to
                         you!

                                     MARIANNE
                         How beautiful. These are not from
                         the hothouse.

               WILLOUGHBY sees BRANDON's flowers.

                                     WILLOUGHBY
                         Ah! I see mine is not the first
                         offering, nor the most elegant. I am
                         afraid I obtained these from an
                         obliging field.

                                     MARIANNE
                         But I have always preferred wild
                         flowers!

                                     WILLOUGHBY
                         I suspected as much.
 

 

 

 

WILLOUGHBY
                         Good morning, Miss Dashwood; good
                         morning, Colonel.

                                     MARIANNE
                         The Colonel has invited us to
                         Delaford, Willoughby!

                                     WILLOUGHBY
                         Excellent. I understand you have a
                         particularly fine pianoforte, Colonel.

               The undercurrents of this conversation are decidedly tense.

                                     COLONEL BRANDON
                         A Broadwood Grand.

                                     MARIANNE
                         A Broadwood Grand! Then I shall really
                         be able to play for you!

                                     WILLOUGHBY
                         We shall look forward to it!

               MARIANNE smiles her perfect happiness at him and he whips up
               the horses. They drive off, waving their farewells.

               BRANDON looks after them for a silent moment, and then
               collects himself and turns to ELINOR, who is less than
               satisfied with their behaviour.

                                     COLONEL BRANDON
                         Your sister seems very happy.

                                     ELINOR
                         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.

                                     ELINOR
                         Rather too unspoilt, in my view. The
                         sooner she becomes acquainted with
                         the ways of the world, the better.


COLONEL BRANDON looks at her sharply and then speaks very
               deliberately, as though controlling some powerful emotion.

                                     COLONEL BRANDON
                         I knew a lady like your sister--the
                         same impulsive sweetness of temper--
                         who was forced into, as you put it,
                         a better acquaintance with the world.
                         The result was only ruination and
                         despair.

               He stops, and briskly remounts his horse.

                                     COLONEL BRANDON
                         Do not desire it, Miss Dashwood.
 

 

 

MARIANNE
                         There I fell, and there I first saw
                         Willoughby.

                                     ELINOR
                         Poor Willoughby. He will always regret
                         you.

                                     MARIANNE
                         But does it follow that, had he chosen
                         me, he would have been content?

               ELINOR looks at MARIANNE, surprised.

                                     MARIANNE
                         He would have had a wife he loved
                         but no money--and might soon have
                         learned to rank the demands of his
                         pocket-book far above the demands of
                         his heart.
 

 

 

 

 

 ELINOR
                         Yes! He left us that morning, without
                         any explanation!

                                     COLONEL BRANDON
                         Lady Allen had annulled his legacy.
                         He was left with next to nothing,
                         and in danger of losing all that
                         remained to his debtors--

                                     ELINOR
                         --and so abandoned Marianne for Miss
                         Grey and her fifty thousand pounds.

               BRANDON is silent. ELINOR is breathless.


COLONEL BRANDON
                         I would not have burdened you, Miss
                         Dashwood, had I not from my heart
                         believed it might, in time, lessen
                         your sister's regrets.

               BRANDON moves to the door and then stops. He turns to her
               and speaks with effort.

                                     COLONEL BRANDON
                         I have described Mr Willoughby as
                         the worst of libertines--but I have
                         since learned from Lady Allen that
                         he did mean to propose that day.
                         Therefore I cannot deny that his
                         intentions towards Marianne were
                         honourable, and I feel certain he
                         would have married her, had it not
                         been for--for the money.
 

 

sinto-me: Romantische? Nah! =P

publicado por Strelitzia5 às 14:36
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De L. a 2 de Julho de 2008 às 10:27
Um sonho, um sonho, um sonho!
Já tenho saudades da Jane Austen!
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