Scene 1 (Mr.

Bennet’s Office / Lizzie’s Room)

(Lizzie is reading in her room. Her mother calls her.)

Mrs. Bennet: Lizzie! Your father wants to talk to us.

Lizzie: (closing book) About marriage again?
Mrs. Bennet: Yes! Come now.

(They enter Mr. Bennet’s office. Jane and Kitty are already there.)

Mr. Bennet: Sit down, my dear girls. We must talk about marriage.
Kitty: Oh, this will be exciting!
Lizzie: (smiling) Mother is always thinking about this.
Mrs. Bennet: Of course! A woman must find a husband!
Jane: But we must marry someone we truly love, mother.
Mr. Bennet: Indeed, Jane. And Lizzie should marry only if she wants to.

Scene 2 (A Grand Hallway)

*(Mr. Darcy walks fast, his secretary (Mr. Hill) beside him. He gives his coat to Mr. Hill and—
falls!)

Mr. Darcy: Oh! That was careless!

Mr. Hill: Are you alright, sir?
Mr. Darcy: Be careful next time! I do not like mistakes.
Mr. Hill: Sir, perhaps a moment of rest?
*Darcy’s friend (Mr. Grayson) enters.
Mr. Grayson: Darcy, you look troubled. Was it another business matter?
Mr. Darcy: No. Just carelessness.
Mr. Hill: Or perhaps, distractions.
Mr. Darcy: (firmly) Enough talk.

Scene 3 (Bennet Household)

(A letter arrives from Lady Catherine. It is an invitation to a ball.)

Mrs. Bennet: A ball! How wonderful!

Lizzie: Another night of dancing and talking!
Jane: Maybe Mr. Bingley will be there!
Kitty: What shall we wear?
Mary: Balls are frivolous.
Mrs. Bennet: Nonsense! You must all look lovely!
Mr. Bennet: (laughing) Let them enjoy the evening, my dear.

Scene 4 (Darcy’s Garden)

(Darcy is busy in the garden. His sister Georgiana comes to him.)

Georgiana: Brother, are you thinking about love?

Darcy: No. That is silly.
Secretary (Mr. Hill): You seem different these days, sir.
Georgiana: Maybe because of some lovely lady?
Darcy: (annoyed) That is enough.
Mr. Grayson: (laughing) Ah, Darcy. When a man denies love, it is often closer than he thinks.

Scene 5 (Bennet Household – Preparing for the Ball)

(Jane, Lizzie, Kitty, and Mary are dressing.)

Jane: Does my dress look nice?

Lizzie: You look beautiful, Jane.
Kitty: I cannot decide what to wear!
Mary: Wear anything. It does not matter.
Mrs. Bennet: It matters very much!

(Mr. Bingley enters with his friend, Mr. Lucas, carrying wine.)

Bingley: You look perfect, Miss Bennet. Do not worry.

Jane: (smiling) Thank you, Mr. Bingley.
Mr. Lucas: (grinning) And what about Miss Elizabeth? Will she be dazzling tonight as well?
Lizzie: (laughing) I prefer comfortable shoes over dazzling gowns.

Scene 6 (Ballroom – Elizabeth’s Drink Spills)

(Elizabeth is talking with friends when Darcy enters. Silence. She moves quickly but spills her
drink. She goes to clean herself.)

(In the hallway, she bumps into Darcy.)

Elizabeth: Oh! Sorry!

Darcy: I am sorry, too.
Elizabeth: What a funny accident.
Darcy: Yes. Life is full of surprises.
*Mr. Bingley approaches, laughing.
Bingley: Well, Darcy, even your serious nature cannot stop accidents.
Elizabeth: (smiling) At least he knows how to apologize.

Scene 7 (Dinner Invitation)

(Darcy’s Aunt invites Elizabeth and Darcy to sit together.)

Darcy’s Aunt: Miss Bennet, I hear you are clever.

Elizabeth: And I hear Mr. Darcy is proud.
Darcy: People talk too much.
Elizabeth: Yes, but talking makes life fun.
Georgiana: (smiling) Brother, perhaps talking will help you.

Scene 8 (Departure – Mrs. Bennet’s Plans)

(Guests are leaving, but Mrs. Bennet stops them.)

Mrs. Bennet: Mr. Darcy, you must visit us! I will make the best food!
Lizzie: (groaning) Mother, please!
Darcy: (smiling slightly) I will think about it.
Bingley: (whispering to Darcy) That means yes, my friend.

Scene 9 (Elizabeth’s Home – A Visit from Mr. Darcy)

(The Bennet family is gathered in their home. They are chatting when a knock is heard at the
door.)

Mrs. Bennet: Oh! Who could that be? Jane, answer the door!
Jane: (opens the door) Mr. Darcy?

(Mr. Darcy enters, along with Mr. Bingley.)

Lizzie: (surprised) Mr. Darcy… what brings you here?

Mr. Darcy: Your mother insisted. (glances at Mrs. Bennet) And I am a man of my word.
Mrs. Bennet: Oh, Mr. Darcy! Come sit. I made something special for you.
Kitty: (whispers to Lizzie) He really came!
Mary: (muttering) What is so special about him?
(They sit at the table. The atmosphere is awkward, but conversation starts.)

Mr. Bingley: Miss Bennet, this home feels very warm and welcoming.
Jane: Thank you, Mr. Bingley. We love having guests.
Mr. Darcy: (looking at Lizzie) Miss Bennet, do you always host with such liveliness?
Lizzie: (smiling) We do. Life is too short for dull moments.
Mrs. Bennet: (excitedly) Mr. Darcy, try this! Our family’s best delicacy!

(Mr. Darcy hesitates, then takes a bite. He nods slightly.)

Lizzie: (laughing) Well? Will you survive?

Mr. Darcy: (smirking) I believe so.

(The conversation turns warmer, and laughter fills the room as the night continues.)

Scene 10 (Bennet Household – Evening)

(The Bennet family has arrived home after the gathering. Mrs. Bennet is chatting as she enters.)

Mrs. Bennet: Well! That was a wonderful evening. And we arrived home early, too!
Mr. Bennet: (smirking) Yet, I imagine you would have stayed all night if given the chance.
Mrs. Bennet: Oh, hush. A mother must ensure her daughters shine in society!

(Meanwhile, Mr. Darcy stands near a table, looking at framed pictures of the Bennet family.)

Mr. Darcy: (murmuring to himself) A lively family indeed.

(His gaze shifts toward the garden outside, where Elizabeth is admiring the flowers.)

(In the garden, Elizabeth’s sisters—Kitty and Jane—notice Darcy watching.)

Kitty: (whispering to Elizabeth) He’s looking at you.

Jane: (softly) It seems he is rather interested.

(Elizabeth glances toward the window. She sees Darcy watching but does not look away
immediately. A small, subtle smile forms on her lips.)

(Darcy notices her expression but quickly looks away, pretending not to see.)

Kitty: Oh! He snubbed you!

Elizabeth: (laughing) Perhaps he is just being Darcy.

(A call from inside interrupts them.)

Mrs. Bennet: Girls! It is time for dinner!

(They all gather at the table and begin eating, chatting about the evening.)

Mr. Bingley: Miss Bennet, did you enjoy the ball?

Jane: Yes, Mr. Bingley. It was lovely.
Mrs. Bennet: (excitedly) And Mr. Darcy! Did you not notice how wonderful my Elizabeth
looked tonight?
Darcy: (hesitates, then calmly) Miss Bennet always carries herself well.

(Elizabeth catches the slight compliment, smirks, but says nothing. After dinner, the guests
prepare to leave.)

Mr. Bingley: Darcy, shall we take our leave?

Darcy: (nodding) Yes. The night has been… eventful.
Mrs. Bennet: Oh, you must visit again!
Darcy: (glancing at Elizabeth briefly, then looking away) Perhaps.

(The guests depart, leaving Elizabeth deep in thought as the night ends.)

Scene 11 (Market – Elizabeth’s Discovery)

(Elizabeth is walking toward the road, her mother handing her a list of errands.)

Mrs. Bennet: Elizabeth, go to the market and buy everything on this list. And do hurry back!
Elizabeth: (taking the list) Yes, Mother.

(She gets into a badjaj (a local motorcycle taxi) and looks out at the road, lost in thought. She
remembers the moments with Darcy—the unexpected meetings, the conversations, the way he
looked at her. A small smile forms on her lips.)

(She arrives at the market, walking around and examining goods. As she picks up an item, she
overhears two women whispering nearby.)

Woman 1: Did you hear? Mr. Darcy is broke!

Woman 2: Impossible! He is one of the richest men I know.
Woman 1: Well, someone told me his business failed. He lost everything.
Elizabeth: (pauses, listening carefully) That cannot be true…

(Suddenly, Wickham appears. He steps closer with a sly smile.)

Wickham: Ah, Miss Bennet. You seem surprised.

Elizabeth: Mr. Wickham. Is what they are saying true?
Wickham: (pretending to be concerned) Oh, I am afraid so. Darcy’s fortune is gone. And that is
not all…
Elizabeth: (frowning) There is more?
Wickham: (leaning in slightly) He has debts. Heavy ones. And I hear he is desperate.
Elizabeth: (eyes widen slightly, her heart sinking) Desperate?
Wickham: (shrugs) A man with no money must struggle, Miss Bennet. Perhaps he is not the
proud gentleman he pretends to be.

(Elizabeth is silent, staring at Wickham. Doubt clouds her mind as she turns away, holding her
items tightly.)

Scene 12 (Market – Wickham’s Gossip)

(Elizabeth finishes paying for her items and starts walking toward the exit. Wickham follows
beside her, continuing his conversation.)

Wickham: Miss Bennet, I must warn you—Darcy is not the man you think he is.
Elizabeth: (firmly) I do not appreciate gossip, Mr. Wickham.
Wickham: (smirking) Ah, but this is not gossip. This is truth.
Elizabeth: (crossing her arms) And what truth might that be?

(Wickham leans in slightly, lowering his voice.)

Wickham: At the party, Darcy was seen with another woman.

Elizabeth: (raising an eyebrow) Another woman?
Wickham: Oh, yes. They were quite close. Some say she is from a wealthy family. Perhaps
Darcy is securing his future with her.
Elizabeth: (pauses, feeling a pang of doubt) You sound very certain, Mr. Wickham.
Wickham: (shrugging) I simply share what I know. Darcy is proud, but he is also secretive. You
should be careful around him.

(Elizabeth says nothing, her mind troubled as she walks away, lost in thought.)

Scene 13 (Bennet Household – A Shocking Morning)

(Elizabeth arrives home, still troubled by what she heard at the market. As she steps inside, she
notices a letter on the table—sent by Mr. Darcy.)

Elizabeth: (reading the name on the letter) Darcy… (pauses, frustrated) I have no time for this.

(She places the letter aside without opening it, her anger clouding her thoughts.)

(She walks into Lydia’s room, where Lydia is brushing her hair.)

Lydia: Lizzie! You look upset.

Elizabeth: (sitting down) I saw Wickham today at the market.
Lydia: (excitedly) Really? Oh, what did he say?
Elizabeth: Things about Darcy… terrible things.
Lydia: (laughing) Well, I do not care about Darcy. I have made up my mind, Lizzie. I am
running away with Wickham!
Elizabeth: (shocked) What?! Lydia, have you lost your senses?
Lydia: (grinning) Oh, come now! He is charming and fun, and we shall be happy together!
Elizabeth: Lydia, you hardly know him!

(Lydia ignores her warnings, too excited about her plan. That night, when the household is
asleep, Lydia gathers her things and sneaks away.)

Narrator: The moon shone over the quiet Bennet home as Lydia took careful steps

toward the door, her heart racing with excitement. Unaware of the consequences, she hurried
into the night, leaving nothing behind but a farewell letter.

(Morning arrives. Elizabeth rushes downstairs when she hears voices.)

Mrs. Bennet: (screaming) Lydia is gone! She has eloped!

Elizabeth: (grabs the letter, reading aloud)

"Dearest family, do not worry. I am happy. Wickham and I shall be together. You will hear from
me soon. – Lydia"

(The room falls silent in shock.)

Mr. Bennet: (voice heavy) This is disgraceful.

Jane: (whispering) She did not even think about what this means for us…

(Suddenly, another knock at the door. A servant enters.)

Servant: Mr. Darcy is here.

(Elizabeth looks up, surprised.)

Narrator: As the weight of Lydia’s actions sank into the Bennet household, an unexpected guest
arrived—the one man Elizabeth had been trying to forget. But did he come as a savior or a
spectator?

Scene 14 (Bennet Household – Darcy’s Offer and Lydia’s Return)

(Elizabeth steps into the sitting room, her face still pale from the shock of Lydia’s elopement.
Mr. Darcy stands before her, a look of concern in his eyes.)

Darcy: Miss Bennet, I heard the news. Given my past dealings with Wickham, I cannot ignore
this. I will help find your sister.
Elizabeth: (tense, shaking her head) You need not trouble yourself, Mr. Darcy. This is our
family’s burden.
Darcy: (firmly) No, Miss Bennet. If Lydia is not found, your family’s reputation will be ruined. I
will not allow that to happen.
Elizabeth: (softly) Why? Why would you do this?
Darcy: (pausing, his voice quieter) Because I wish to.

(Despite Elizabeth’s refusal, Darcy takes matters into his own hands. The Bennet household is
filled with silence and worry, their hopes dwindling as time passes.)

Mrs. Bennet: (wringing her hands) Oh, my poor Lydia! What will become of us?
Jane: (gently) We must have faith.
Kitty: (whispering) Perhaps Lydia will come back…

(Suddenly, a loud knock at the door breaks the silence.)

Mrs. Bennet: (gasping) Who—who could that be?

(Mr. Bennet opens the door, and there stands Lydia—smiling as if nothing had happened.
Without hesitation, she rushes forward, hugging her sisters.)

Lydia: I have returned! Did you all miss me?

Elizabeth: (stunned, hugging her back) Lydia…

(But as Lydia steps inside, Elizabeth’s gaze shifts beyond her. Standing quietly in the doorway,
partially hidden in the shadows, is Darcy.)

Elizabeth: (softly, eyes meeting his) Mr. Darcy…

(He says nothing, only giving a slight nod before turning away. Elizabeth watches him, her heart
suddenly uncertain.)

Scene 15 (Wedding Venue – Rumors Spread)

(The wedding venue is filled with guests, some smiling, some whispering. Lydia and Wickham
stand proudly at the front, enjoying the attention.)

Guest 1: (whispering) I heard it was all because of Mr. Darcy.

Guest 2: (raising an eyebrow) Darcy? Why would he help?
Guest 3: (softly) Perhaps for Elizabeth Bennet.
Guest 1: (nodding) He paid Wickham’s debts. Without him, this wedding wouldn’t have
happened.
Guest 2: And does Lydia even know?

(Meanwhile, Elizabeth stands with Jane, observing the celebration from a distance.)
Jane: It feels strange, does it not?
Elizabeth: (quietly) Very. This wedding… would never have been possible without Mr. Darcy.
Jane: You sound thoughtful.
Elizabeth: (sighing) Because I am.

(Across the room, Darcy stands by the door, watching silently. Elizabeth’s eyes find his for a
brief moment before he turns and leaves.)

16th Scene:

Darcy, with his head filled with the thoughts of Elizabeth, \keeps on sending letters to her
day by day in order to show his love for her. But, his efforts were put into vain because
Lizzie fails to respond to his letters.

17th Scene (Beach sang)

[Scene: A picturesque garden by the lake. Guests are enjoying a picnic to celebrate the
wedding. Mr. Darcy sits alone, sipping his drink. Elizabeth approaches hesitantly.]

Elizabeth (inner thought, hesitating):

Should I thank him? After everything he said? That I sought only wealth? No—he must know
the truth. I shall thank him.

Elizabeth (aloud):
Mr. Darcy… I must thank you. Your kindness in resolving the matter with my family—I can
never repay you.

Darcy (looking up, measured):

There is no need for repayment. I did only what I felt was right.

Elizabeth:
You believed I was driven by fortune. But that is not who I am. I would never marry for money.

Darcy (softly):
I see that now.

[Elizabeth nods, a quiet understanding passing between them. She turns to leave.]

Darcy (impulsively catches her arm):

Elizabeth—wait.
[Startled, she steps back. Her foot slips, and with a gasp, she tumbles into the lake. Darcy
reacts instantly, diving in after her.]

[Moments later, Darcy pulls her to the shore. Both are breathless, drenched, and staring at
each other.]

Elizabeth (laughing softly, shaken):

It seems you have saved me twice now, Mr. Darcy.

Darcy (a rare smile):

Perhaps I shall make a habit of it.

[They hold each other's gaze for a moment longer, something unspoken lingering between
them.]

18th Scene:

[Elizabeth and Darcy remain breathless on the shore, their clothes soaked, their hearts
pounding.]

Elizabeth (softly, teasing):

Twice you have saved me, Mr. Darcy. I fear I must now be in your debt.

Darcy (looking at her, voice low):

Then allow me to request but one thing in return—

[He pauses, searching her gaze, then lifts a hand to gently brush a damp strand of hair
from her cheek.]

Elizabeth (whispering, barely audible):

And what might that be?

[Darcy, hesitant no longer, leans in slowly, as if giving her time to turn away. But Elizabeth
does not move. Their lips meet—soft at first, then deepening as the weight of unspoken
words and past misunderstandings dissolve into the embrace.]

[They part just enough to see each other clearly, their hands lingering, their hearts spoken
in silence.]

Darcy (murmuring):
It seems, Miss Bennet, that fate insists on drawing us together.

Elizabeth (smiling, breathless):

Then perhaps, for once, I shall not argue with fate.