Mansfield Park

"...just as Eliza

was majestically removing..."

"...a fifty-pound banknote

from the drawer to her own purse..."

"...we were suddenly interrupted

by old MacDonald himself!"

"We called up all the winning dignity

of our sex to do what must be done."

"Sophia shrieked and fainted, and

I screamed and instantly ran mad."

"Finally, we regained our senses,

escaped and hastened to London."

"We began to think

of returning to our mothers,"

"but accidentally heard

that they had both..."

"...starved to death!"

Fanny!

Goodbye, Susy.

Think of lots of good stories for me

and eat thousands of tarts.

And you, little girl, continue to brush

your hair, but not all off.

Fanny, he's here.

Wake up. Say goodbye to your sister.

- Sorry for the delay.

- Hurry along, then.

- Goodbye!

- Come on, I ain't got all day.

- Bye!

- Goodbye, Mama.

- Give my regards to my sisters.

- Yes, Mama.

And you will write to tell me

when I'm to return?

Mama?

Get on now!

- Bye!

- Bye, Susy!

Bye!

Bye!

Do you hear that?

Black cargo, Miss.

- Black cargo?

- Aye. Slaves.

Probably some captain

or heroic ship doctor...

...brought home some darkies

as gifts for the wife.

Get on there!

Whoa! Stand!

Hello!

- Hello!

- It's 5 o'clock in the morning.

A Mrs Norris arranged

for this girl to be brought here.

- It's her niece or something.

- Mrs Norris lives in the parsonage.

I was told to drop her

at the entrance of Mansfield Park.

Then drop her.

- You must be my aunt, Aunt Norris.

- Yes, yes...

He brought you two hours too early.

Come in.

Ellis, gather up the children.

Now, let us have a look at you.

Well...I'm sure

you have other qualities.

Sir Thomas, she's here.

Our new little charge.

- Hello, Fanny.

- Hello, Sir Thomas.

- Greetings from my family.

- Thank you. How was your journey?

Lovely, sir. I'd no idea

England was so big.

But you came, what?

A hundred miles?

- Yes, sir. Impressive.

- lndeed, it is.

Well, get her settled in with you,

and we'll introduce the children later.

With Mr Norris and myself?

- Yes...I thought...

- No, no, no.

There's been a misunderstanding.

When I suggested

we take in my poor niece...

Please do not trouble yourself

on my behalf.

You speak when you are spoken to.

Would you excuse us, Miss Price?

Good morning.

I am Maria Elizabeth Bertram.

And I am Julia Frances Bertram.

Pleased to make your acquaintance.

Pleased to meet you.

Mr Norris could no more tolerate

the noise of a child than he could fly!

But it might not be wise to have her

in the house with the boys.

If you breed her up with them, though

she may have the beauty of an angel,

she'll never be more to either

than a sister.

I suppose there's truth to that.

It's settled.

Maria, Julia, listen...

We must prepare ourselves

for gross ignorance,

some meanness of opinion

and a certain vulgarity of manner.

- These aren't incurable faults.

- I hope she won't tease my Pug.

I've just persuaded Julia

to leave him alone.

But you girls must never be

arrogant towards her.

She is not your equal.

But that must never

be apparent to her.

- It is a point of great delicacy.

- Great delicacy, yes.

Dining parlour through there.

Conservatory there. Cellars there.

I hope you don't tend toward sulkiness.

Your mother had the inclination.

Clearly marrying

to disoblige her family.

That's the west wing.

Soon to be repaired if Tom could

set aside his horses and dice!

The billiard room.

For the men, of course.

Remember there is moderation

in all things.

Yes... Tom did it of himself.

Very modern... Very modern...

Sir Thomas' extraordinary library.

Come along, we haven't got all day.

And here is Sir Thomas' study.

Never disturb him here.

He's weighed down

with some great cares.

This is his personal sanctuary.

The maids' rooms.

Manservants' rooms down there.

You will be my assistant,

you understand.

And here, what was formerly

the nursery and the governor's room,

is now your very own room!

- Excuse me.

- Yes?

How long am I expected

to remain here?

That depends, doesn't it?

But if all goes well...for ever.

"Dear Susy, it seems

that Mother has given me away. "

"And I can augur nothing but misery

from all I've seen at Mansfield Park. "

Don't worry. I'm all for crying.

It makes your hair grow.

Don't make fun of me.

Is it working?

- Is what working?

- My behaviour.

- Is it making you feel better?

- It's certainly distracting.

Good... Anyway, I'm Edmund.

So, who do you miss?

"I told Edmund

about you especially, Susy. "

"He asked me if I wished to write

to you. I said I had no paper. "

"And didn't he give me enough for more

stories than you should ever want!"

"By the way,

Eliza eloped to Paris with her lover."

"Unfortunately,

she lived beyond her means"

"and was imprisoned and partially

eaten by her two young sons."

"But she intends

to murder the guards."

"I'll keep you abreast

of any further developments."

"PS..."

"Could you please assure Mother

that I am improving myself daily?"

The history of England.

Henry Vl.

It was in this reign

that Joan of Arc lived

and made such a fuss

among the English.

They should not have burnt her,

but they did.

Henry Vlll...

I'll save you the task of hearing

what you've already heard,

and myself of recounting

what I do not perfectly recollect,

justice and duty...

That disgrace to humanity,

that pest of society, Elizabeth,

who, murderess and wicked queen

that she was,

confined her cousin, the lovely

Mary, Queen of Scots, for 1 9 years,

and then brought her to an untimely,

unmerited and scandalous death.

Much to the eternal shame of the

monarchy and the entire kingdom.

"By a partial, prejudiced

and ignorant historian."

- Fanny, you're awful!

- All those wars!

The men all good for nothing,

and hardly any women at all.

Very tiresome.

It's odd that history should be so dull.

A great deal of it must be invention.

I shall have to bend your supple mind

in more strict a fashion.

I think the situation calls for some...

...Shakespeare!

Fanny Price!

Please try to act with some decorum!

What?

What?

So you like her?

Mrs Shakespeare, she's my refuge.

I can't thank you enough.

My gifts are nothing next to yours.

My writing is wood

compared to your wild constructions.

Yes, I'm a wild beast!

I'm sure Sir Thomas would agree.

Don't concern yourself with his gravity.

He has much to preoccupy him.

Such as?

Edmund!

- It's complex.

- And I'm too simple?

Fanny!

He regrets taking me in, doesn't he?

No, it's...

It's just it's problems with the slaves

on the plantation.

- The abolitionists are making inroads.

- That's a good thing, isn't it?

Well, we all live off the profits, Fanny.

Including you.

Tom, you mustn't be serious!

Come back!

Tom!

You will do as I say!

What, and do as you do?

Even I have principles, sir!

Tom!

You are an angel.

Tom!

"Dear Susy,

news items... "

"Sir Thomas has dragged Tom

to the West lndies to..."

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