00:02Miss Woodhouse!
00:04You will never guess what has happened.
00:06Robert Martin has offered me his hand.
00:10Do you advise me?
00:12Oh, no, no, no.
00:13The words must be your own.
00:15You must be the best judge of your own happiness.
00:19I have now quite determined
00:24and really almost made up my mind
00:29to refuse Mr. Martin.
00:33Emma.
00:34Mr. Knightley.
00:35This is your doing.
00:36She is the natural daughter of nobody knows you.
00:38Ladies and gentlemen, ladies and gentlemen,
00:39I'm sorry!
00:41Upon my word.
00:43You should not make matches.
00:45Whatever you say always comes to pass.
00:49Mr. Elton, Miss Harriet Smith.
00:51He is in love with you.
00:53Who can think of Miss Smith
00:55when Miss Woodhouse is near?
00:58Mr. Elton!
01:00Oh, dear.
01:04She always declares that she will never marry.
01:06I have no thoughts of matrimony at present.
01:08Which, of course, means just nothing at all.
01:10You must never leave me, Emma.
01:12Good heavens!
01:13Have I missed the party?
01:15He spent a whole day going to London
01:17just to get his hair cut.
01:19He's a trifling, silly fop.
01:21Ah!
01:25Emma!
01:26They're here!
01:28With whom will you dance?
01:31Mother!
01:32You must sample the tart!
01:35What?
01:36Oh!
01:36Oh!
01:36Oh!
01:37Oh!
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