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[MUSIC]

Look, Ralph!

Any moment now, you'll catch a glimpse of the sea!

I do hope I shall make a good impression

I should hate to let you down.

You have nothing to worry about.

[SEAGULLS SQUAWK]

ARTHUR: Many Happy Returns, Georgiana!

MARY: They were my mother's. I hope you like them.

Thank you. I shall wear them to my party on Saturday.

TOM: And, of course, in line with your father's wishes,

today you take possession of your inheritance.

[HORSES KLOP]

Thank you.

I've never seen so many visitors.

Tom must be delighted.

GEORGIANA: Charlotte!

I am so happy you could come.

Happiest of birthdays, Georgiana!

and I am glad to see you too, Mr Starling.

It was kind of you to include me in the invitation, Miss Lambe.

How could I not,

when you're about to marry my dearest friend?

LADY DENHAM: I must say, Dr Fuchs,

this might be your finest innovation yet!

Danke sch ne, meine dame!

Although I must emphasise

that this treatment is still at an experimental stage...

Nevertheless!

The theory is the more physical punishment he learns to endure,

the better his mind will resist temptation...

And pump!

DNATER SLOSHES]

[EDWARD GASPS]

[CHUCKLES]

No more. No more!

[SEAGULLS SQUAWK]

Look, Harry! Is it not charming?

Perfectly quaint!

That is irrelevant! We are not here to admire the view.

I only pray that we left our reputation in Bath.

Oh. I packed mine in my trunk.

Was I not supposed to?

[LADY MONTROSE HUFFS]

TOM: Lady Montrose! Your Grace.

Lady Lydia.

Mr Tom Parker at your service.

It is my honour to welcome you

to the country's most fashionable resort.

LADY MONTROSE: How kind, Mr Parker.

We're looking forward to seeing what Sanditon has to offer.

Drive on!

MR HANKINS: I had heard of you by the hearing of the ear,

but now my eye sees you...

...therefore I despise myself

and repent in dust and ashes...

Very good, Sir Edward!

Temptation is everywhere you look.

You must resist with all your might

if one is to earn forgiveness -

not only from your dear aunt,

but from God the heavenly Father.

Are you willing to accept His Fatherly embrace?

I am.

[CROWS CAW]

Dr Fuchs.

Guten Abend.

Fraulein? I had no idea you spreche meine Sprache!

Ein bisschen, Doktor.

If I did not know othenNise,

I would think you were a maiden of the Rhine!

Ah, gentlemen! I am here to discuss Sir Edward's progress.

Well, I think it is safe to say

he is taking vast strides under my spiritual tutelage...

With respect, my treatment is surely the more proven cause

of his rehabilitation?

With respect, a man's soul cannot be redeemed by science!

When it comes to sickness of the mind,

I would sooner put my faith in medicine than prayer!

Then I suggest you read your bible, Sir,

and make study of the miracles!

Come, Sister.

We have heard enough ungodly fiddle faddle!

[LAUGHTER AND APPLAUSE]

[CHEERS]

Ow!

Ralph?

I'm fine! I'm fine!

TOM: First rule of snapdragon, Mr Starling,

hesitation is fatal!

Charlotte's always been a demon at it.

Clearly I will have to practice.

As you've seen my dear,

Sanditon is now the place to be seen!

I can only think Brighton and London are quite empty.

And if we were not already on the map,

Georgiana's party would certainly announce our arrival!

I am determined it shall be the grandest event

this town has ever seen.

I want to mark my coming of age with style!

To announce myself to Society.

MARY: I only hope you don't spend your entire inheritance

in one evening.

We plan to build an indoor pleasure garden

for our guests, Miss Heywood!

-Heavens! -TOM: And what guests they are!

As well as Her Grace the Lady Montrose

and her son the Duke of Buckinghamshire,

but we await the arrival of your friend Lady Susan de Clemente.

I shall be so pleased to see her again.

RALPH: 'Lady de Clemente'?

TOM: Yes, they met at a masked ball in London,

didn't you my dear?

When were you in London, Charlotte?

GEORGIANA: She and the late Mr Parker

journeyed there for my benefit...

It is a long story...

We needn't dwell on it.

Yes, in short,

everyone of consequence will be at the party!

Not everyone.

Your former employer, Mr Colbourne

will also not be attending.

I believe he remains in Bath.

From what Charlotte has told me, that is no great loss.

TOM: Quite right, quite right, Mr Starling.

But rest assured,

in attendance.

Now that you are to be married, Charlotte,

we must hope that Georgiana follows your example.

I fear our wedding will seem very modest

in comparison with this party.

I am sure it will be lovely.

Yes, and what a perfect time of year to be married.

What was it Mr Wordsworth said?

Seasons of Mists and Mellow Fruitfulness...

I think that was Shelley?

Was it? Hmm...

Mr Starling, you can settle the matter?

I... couldn't tell you.

I fear poetry is rather lost on me.

It was John Keats.

[LAUGHS]

Keats.

You do realise you are marrying

a woman of great learning, Mr Starling?

How could I forget?

[DOOR CLICKS]

[DOOR CLICKS QUIETLY]

-LYDIA: A pleasant evening? -Passably.

The local people made me feel most welcome.

LADY MONTROSE: This will not do, Harry.

We came here to escape scandal, not create more of it.

Fear not, Mother.

I am the very soul of discretion.

Your only purpose here is to restore our wealth

by finding a wife of means and producing a son and heir.

I knew there was something I had to do...

I will not be mocked...

Mother will not be mocked, Harry.

It is time you applied yourself to the task in hand.

Both of you.

We have already secured an invitation

to Miss Lambe's coming of age party.

She is an heiress with a hundred thousand pounds,

so you will find her, Harry, and you will charm her.

I bet you a guinea

she is the size of a whale with a prominent gOitre.

We do not have a guinea.

That is precisely why we are in this predicament.

As for you, Lydia.

It is no small task given you are almost thirty...

I am seven and twenty.

...but we will find you a husband.

Asuitable one this time.

Yes Mother.

There are no worse bedfellows in this sorry world

than good breeding and destitution...

[STREET BUSTLE]

CHARLOTTE: And what of your mother?

Are you really no closer to finding her?

I have engaged agents on both continents, but all in vain.

The replies yield nothing.

You mustn't lose faith.

I am still struggling to understand

why my father let me to believe she was dead.

Perhaps he was trying to protect you?

From what?

[CHARLOTTE LAUGHS]

I see your admirers are as keen as ever?

Now that I have inherited, they are relentless.

But my experience with Lockhart has strengthened my resolve

to avoid marriage at all costs.

I cannot blame you.

There was a time not so long ago,

that you swore Off marriage.

Yet here you are.

Marrying the same man you once came here to avoid.

Not everyone has your fortune!

I have known Ralph all my life.

For my father, this was... a foregone conclusion.

But do you love him?

Ralph is a kind, caring man.

I am very fond of him.

Besides, I have loved in the past

and look where that's got me.

Welcome back, Ladies, Sir.

Thank you, Mrs Wheatley.

We are glad to be home.

[STREET BUSTLE]

I do believe I spy her, my dear.

It is her!

That Silhouette is unmistakeable.

Lady de Clemente.

We have eagerly awaited your return.

And I am heartily glad to be back, Mr Parker.

My dear, what a tonic it is to see your face again!

I could say the very same thing!

I am desperate to hear your news.

Did you know she is to be married, my lady?

I most certainly did not!

How could you keep this from me?

I am mortally offended.

You must tell me everything!

AUGUSTA: Now that we are returned, Uncle,

I hope at least you will renounce your campaign

in trying to find me a husband.

I would be remiss in my duty it! did.

Why does She have to get married if She doesn't want to?

TO assure her security and position.

I am afraid that is just how Society works, Leo.

And so I must be subjected

to this steady procession of dull, shallow, foppish boys.

If marriage is so important, Father,

why don't you find a wife?

Because your father is even more particular than I am.

At every ball we attended in Bath,

he could have had his pick...

That was hardly the case.

But none were quite good enough for Mr Alexander Colbourne.

I suspect you are holding out

for some kind of unattainable ideal.

Awoman of unsurpassable beauty

who can ride a horse and quote poetry...

Find me such a woman, Augusta, and I may yet consider her.

I am thrilled that you have found such contentment.

Although I confess

this is not the life I would have expected for you.

That you would marry a farmer and return to your village.

Why not?

It has been good enough for my parents.

Why should it not be good enough for me?

DNHISPERS] Come on.

Lady de Clementel...

Lady Montrose.

We met at the late lamented Princess Charlotte's wedding.

How could I forget?

This is my daughter Lady Lydia Montrose.

And my son, Lord Montrose, the Duke Of Buckinghamshire.

My friend, Miss Heywood.

It appears the entire haut monde is here in Sanditon.

I wonder if our newly crowned King might even pay a visit?

Who is to say?

Although I have every reason to suspect he might.

LEONORA: Miss Heywood!

I thought you were in Bath.

AUGUSTA: We were.

Uncle packed up Heyrick Park soon after you left.

Lady de Clemente, this is Mrs Wheatley,

Miss Markham and Miss Colbourne.

How do you do, my Lady.

Why did you leave so suddenly? You never even said goodbye!

Oh, Leo, I so wanted to...

but it was difficult.

I regret the manner of my leaving.

But now you are back, will you be our governess again?

I am sorry, Leo.

Why not?

MRS WHEATLEY: Miss Colbourne.

I am only here for Miss Lambe's party tomorrow.

And then I will be returning home.

But it is wonderful to see your faces again.

I miss you all.

MRS WHEATLEY: Heyrick Park has felt your absence too,

Miss Heywood.

TOM: I must hasten home before Mr Pryce arrives.

Who is Mr Pryce, Tom?

You seem uncommonly agitated.

Mary, Rowleigh Pryce is a speculator

of unparalleled renown,

who has expressed an interest in my plans for a hotel!

If I can secure his investment,

it would be the coup of the century.

But by all accounts, he is not an easy man to impress...

Who can fail to be impressed by you, Tom.

Thank you, Mary.

That isjust what I keep telling myself.

EDWARD: I have repaired the church roof,

rung the bells for morning service,

mucked out Moses, the Hankins' shire horse.

And I have found great purpose in my labours.

I must thank you, Aunt.

When I look back on the miserable wretch I once was,

I feel only the deepest shame.

But now, it is as if I am reborn.

I only hope you can see the evidence Of that for yourself.

I remain unconvinced.

And yet both Dr Fuchs and Mr Hankins

seem to think that you have made a modicum of progress.

I am grateful to both of those gentlemen.

If I could,

I would subject myself to their ministrations forever...

I abide by the original terms Of our arrangement.

Once I have observed consistent evidence that you are reformed,

I will grant you with a living.

My dearest Aunt, you are kindness itself.

But in the meantime,

if I catch even the vaguest hint Of anything immoral,

or find you up to your Old buckish ways,

then you may consider our contract broken.

For now, you can accompany me into town.

I shall need someone to carry my purchases.

TOM: Mr Pryce?

ROWLEIGH: Parker?

Indeed, Sir.

Mr Tom Parker, at your service.

You've kept me waiting damn near half an hour, man!

My humblest apologies, Sir.

How was your journey?

Long, hot, cramped and generally excruciating.

So this had better be worth it!

TOM: I assure you it will be, Sir.

It is my honour to welcome you to Sanditon,

the finest resort in the whole of...

Stop flanneling, man, and get to the point.

Ah, finally!

GEORGIANA: I cannot decide

between the green and gold Chinese silk

or the yellow taffeta.

Which do you think will provide the greater entrance?

MARY: I think your beauty needs little adornment.

And those of us who know you

admire you for your finer qualities,

not for your clothes or for hosting an extravagant party.

You have no need to prove yourself to anyone.

Thank you.

Perhaps I can order both and decide on the night.

Good afternoon, Miss Lambe.

Why can't they understand I am not in the least bit interested?

I live in hope you will meet someone to change your mind.

I do believe I spy your heiress.

Your use of the possessive seems a tad presumptuous.

It seems she is beautiful as well as rich.

So you have no excuse, Harry.

You must snaffle her before you are beaten to it.

I live only to serve you, Mother.

[STREET BUSTLE]

How long were you their governess?

Afew short months.

I couldn't help but notice

you made no mention of your wedding to them?

It didn't seem relevant.

RALPH: Charlotte!

Ralph.

May I introduce Lady de Clemente.

Mr Ralph Starling.

How do you do, my lady.

Many congratulations, Mr Starling.

You have made an excellent choice of wife.

I have bought you a present.

It is Mr Keats's new work.

Oh! You had no need to do that.

I wanted to.

I thought we might read it together?

[CUTLERY CHINKS]

I fear I have failed you.

I have made enquiries all along the coast,

but I cannot find any obliging dove fanciers!

Thank you, Arthur, but I can live without the birds.

Speaking of birds... a peacock approaches...

Miss Lambe, Lord Montrose Duke Of Buckinghamshire.

I must thank you for the kind invitation...

Think nothing of it.

Mr Parker is organising the party.

I am barely aware of inviting you.

May I presume to ask

if you might take the air along the promenade tomorrow?

I fear Miss Lambe is otherwise engaged.

Even if I were not, the answer would be the same.

Hmm, then I shall respectfully withdraw.

That was suspiciously easy.

Hmm.

LEONORA: Look!

Ow!

My dear lady...

Please forgive me.

I am not your dear lady.

Poetry? Are you the author?

No lasting damage, I hope...

As a matter of fact, I am mortally wounded.

LADY DENHAM: Edward!

Good day to you, Miss.

Was that Mr Colbourne's niece?

You'd better have a very good reason to be talking to her.

We barely exchanged a word, Aunt.

She dropped her book. I returned it.

It was entirely innocent.

You'd do well to stay away from that man, Miss Markham.

LADY MONTROSE: You cannot fall at the first obstacle, Henry.

You were obviously not charming enough.

You will try again tomorrow.

Redouble your efforts.

AS for you, Lydia, the search continues.

Mr Arthur Parker is unwed, but of no great means.

Sir Edward Denham is notorious as well as penniless.

And Mr Hankins hardly warrants a mention...

ROWLEIGH: This town is a damn sight smaller

than I was expecting.

Well, it may seem that way from this vantage point, Mr Pryce

but if you will accompany me down onto the beach...

NO, nO, no. I have a loathing for sand.

Well, perhaps I might interest you in a spot of lunch?

I have a rather fine claret.

You needn't butter me up, Parker.

I have made my fortune by listening only to my gut.

And at this moment, it is telling me

that I would be a fool...

not to invest in your hotel.

Well, that is wonderful news, Mr Pryce.

All that remains is Lady Denham's approval

but that is a mere formality.

I shall introduce you tomorrow.

Papa! You will never guess who is returned to Sanditon!

No, I am stumped.

Miss Heywood.

She said how much she had missed us all.

How much she regrets the circumstances

of her departure...

Did she?

You always told us it was her decision to leave...

That was my perception.

[FOOTSTEPS]

AUGUSTA: You cannot deny it, Mrs Wheatley.

I am saying nothing.

LEONORA: What are you talking about?

Your father and Miss Heywood are in love.

I have long suspected it.

That is why she left so abruptly.

It all makes perfect sense.

But... what does that mean?

It means that before she leaves Sanditon,

we must force them

to acknowledge their feelings for one another.

And how do you intend to do that?

Perhaps if we could get them to dance together...

If only somebody was holding a party.

[STREET BUSTLE]

TOM: Yes, you see, with all the apartments now taken,

we are having to turn new visitors away!

Thank you.

Hence the need for an elegant new hotel...

I am astonished

that you have finally lived up to your promise, Mr Parker.

You have turned our town into a thriving resort.

Thank you.

And I believe you have secured an investor?

No ordinary investor, my lady.

Averitable King Midas!

Does the gentleman have a name?

[BELL RINGS]

I believe that might be him now.

Please, excuse me.

[FOOTSTEPS]

TOM: Mr Pryce, good morning!

ROWLEIGH: Is it? Why?

Did he say Pryce?

Yes. Mr Rowleigh Pryce.

I suddenly feel unwell.

Where is your servant's entrance?

-What? -Where is your servant's entrancel?

Oh, this way. This way.

TOM: This way, please, Mr Pryce.

My dear wife, Mrs Mary Parker, is also in attendance.

Lady Denham, allow me to introduce you to...

Unfortunately Lady Denham was called away unexpectedly.

I usually take a nap at this time of day.

Will you tell Lady Denham, whoever she may be,

that I don't care to have my sleep stolen for no purpose!

Damned impertinence!

Mr Pryce, I...

CHARLOTTE: And she just ran away?

I have never seen a woman of her years

move with such alacrity.

I cannot account for it.

TOM: No matter.

We shall invite Mr Pryce to Georgiana's party tonight.

We shall sit them together, then She cannot escape...

Given your description Of Mr Pryce,

might they not prove a rather combustible mix?

As long as they are talking profit,

I suspect she will be all ears!

Charlotte and I are going to visit Mrs Filkins

in the Old Town.

We will meet you and Mr Starling at the beach.

Dearest heart, I cannot wait...!

[STREET BUSTLE]

CHARLOTTE: It is a while since I visited the Old Town.

I always thought it an irony

that the very people who built Sanditon,

and who serve its visitors,

should live so humbly themselves.

I have never thought of it like that.

And Mrs Filkins was once your maid?

MARY: Yes.

she married Mr Filkins and had children -

and hasn't stopped since!

I visit as often as I can with a few gifts or provisions...

That is kind of you.

Oh it is notjust a kindness.

It is nice to find an occupation outside being a wife and mother.

Rewarding as that is, of course!

[DOOR KNOCKS]

[BABY CRIES]

You are too generous, Mrs Parker.

Honestly, Mrs Filkins, it is the least I can do...

Forgive the mess.

-If I'd known you was coming... -Not at all.

Jonas, don't do that!

You wouldn't mind, would you, Miss?

It has been a bit overwhelming, if I am honest.

You always think one more won't make a difference...

I know what it's like. I am one of twelve.

And what is your name?

Tess. And this is my sister Dora.

When I visit you next, I will bring you some books.

Will you teach me to read them?

MARY: Alas Miss Heywood is leaving tomorrow.

Then she is to be married!

Congratulations, Miss.

Before you know it, you will be just like me.

ARTHUR: I have never felt such apprehension.

I feel like an actor about to open as Hamlet.

I am sure there is some detail that has escaped me...

I never meant for this to be such a burden, Arthur.

It is only a party.

It is rather more than that to me.

I suppose I had hoped that it might, in some small way,

make up for my part in the Charles Lockhart debacle.

Forget about him.

You are a true, dear friend.

And tonight will be perfect.

TOM: Mr Pryce!

Did you receive the invitation?

I trust you will join us tonight?

I don't care for parties, Parker!

Far too clamorous for my liking.

But thank you all the same.

Lady Denham specifically requested your presence there.

She was most apologetic for missing you yesterday.

Oh, very well then.

I daresay I could put in a brief appearance.

But don't expect me to dance!

[LAUGHS]

[SEAGULLS SQUAWK]

[LAUGHTER AND CHATTER]

Ralph, will you take a turn?

I am happy to remain a Spectator.

Nonsense, Mr Starling! I insist!

I bet you will prove a natural.

I'm not so sure!

I fear the peacock returns!

Oh for pity's sake.

[GEORGIANA HUFFS]

I thought I was quite clear that I have no interest -

Neither do I!

Not in the least.

But if you would be good enough to pretend, just for a moment,

that you find me extraordinarily amusing,

I give you my word I will leave you alone.

[GEORGIANA LAUGHS]

[BOTH LAUGH]

Do we know who that man is, Tom?

That, my clear, is the Duke Of Buckinghamshire!

Lady Denham. Lady Clemente. Now a Duke!

I had no idea you kept such rarefied company.

That's why I need you.

To keep my feet on the ground!

Come, Mr Starling!

Thank you, brother.

AUGUSTA: Miss Heywood!

Miss Lambe's maid told us you were picnicking here.

We have something for her.

Georgiana, you remember Miss Markham

and this is Miss Colbourne.

Many happy returns on your birthday!

We brought you a present.

Thank you.

We hope your party is a great success, Miss Lambe.

Forgive me.

When I sent out the invitations, I thought you were in Bath?

What a shame.

I should have loved to attend more than anything.

I am sure one more guest won't make too great a difference.

Would it, Charlotte?

It is your party.

You are too kind.

But I would require a chaperone,

which would mean bringing my Uncle.

I fear that is too far?

Not at all.

You both would be most welcome.

Thank you so much.

[LAUGHTER]

Well played, Mr Starling!

You and the Duke Of Buckinghamshire

seemed to be getting on rather famously, Georgiana.

I remain unconvinced Of his charms.

You seemed quite convinced from where I was sitting.

Now if I could see you become a Duchess,

I would feel I had truly fulfilled my role as guardian.

Let us not get ahead of ourselves, Tom.

We know nothing about him.

Isuppose, if nothing else,

It would finally rid me Of the fortune hunters!

Shall we see if we cannot find some bigger shells

for your necklaces?

My mother left me a necklace made from shells.

[SOLEMN MUSIC]

[MONTROSE GIGGLES]

AUGUSTA: Miss Lambe meant to invite us in the first place,

but just assumed we were still in Bath...

The party is just hours away.

I am not convinced I can be good company at such short notice.

Augusta has already accepted.

You Should have consulted me first.

Well, I knew you would be keen on attending

since there will be so many prospective suitors there

for me to meet.

How could we pass up such an opportunity?

This seems a rather sudden change Of heart.

Perhaps I have learned the error of my ways.

Miss Heywood will be there.

She expressed great hope in you attending.

Since you have already accepted,

it seems I have little choice.

[DOOR CLICKS]

MONTROSE: I called to ask if you might see a way to...

to forgetting anything you may have observed

on the beach today...

I saw nothing, Your Grace.

Thank you, Miss Lambe.

As a Duke, I must maintain certain appearances,

you understand.

All too well.

However, I do have a proposition.

MONTROSE: She has given me the great honour

of accompanying her to her party,

and of opening the dancing with her.

Oh, my darling boy, that is balm to my soul!

I knew she would be unable to resist you

once you set your mind to it!

And, as if that weren't enough good news,

I believe I have found you a match, Lydia.

He is a wealthy widower recently returned from Bath.

He sounds quite perfect.

His name is Alexander Colbourne.

[DISTANT CLOCK CHIMES]

Do I pass muster?

You must be seen at your best tonight, Sir.

Life affords so few second chances.

As I am all too aware.

Well, Uncle.

I am ready. Are you?

[HORSES KLOP]

[MUSIC]

TOM: Is it not thrilling, Mary?

We mustn't forget tonight is for Georgiana, my dear.

Not for Sanditon.

Can it not be for both?

Charlotte, you look quite spectacular!

I hope you realise how lucky you are, Mr Starling?

Oh, I can't believe my good fortune.

Although I can't say what use Charlotte'll have

for such finery in Willingden!

Yes please!

MR HANKINS: I fear we find ourselves

amongst a rather rakish crowd this evening, Beatrice.

I pray we shall be delivered from the beastliness

of Bacchanalian excess.

[DINNER CHATTER]

Welcome.

This is magnificent, Arthur.

You have done Georgiana proud.

Thank you.

Do you really think She'll like it?

I'm certain of it.

[ARTHUR PANTS]

May I borrow your betrothed for a turn about the room,

Mr Starling?

By all means, my lady.

As long as you return her to me!

TOM: What if Mr Pryce decides not to come?

Patience, Tom.

He will be here.

All will be well.

LADY DENHAM: What a perfectly vulgar display!

Inheriting a fortune seems to have robbed Miss Lambe

of good taste and discretion.

I regret meine lady

I shall be at a symposium in London next week,

so we Shall have to call a brief zwischenspiel

to Sir Edward's water treatment.

Oh, what a terrible shame.

Oh, I see no reason to pause.

I am perfectly capable Of wielding a hose!

[SNICKERS]

I do hope Mr Colbourne is here.

It is an old dress, but you look passable.

LYDIA: You must ration your compliments, Mother,

you will make me conceited.

The first time we met

was at a party not entirely unlike this one.

I had never felt so out of place.

Look how far you have come!

[LAUGHS]

[SOFT MUSIC]

Miss Heywood.

Lady de Clemente, may I introduce Mr Colbourne.

My Lady.

I have already had the pleasure of meeting Miss Markham.

How are you enjoying the party, my lady?

You look exceptionally well, Miss Heywood.

Thank you.

I assume Miss Markham persuaded you to come?

No. No. On the contrary, I... I came more than willingly.

I was hoping that we might have the chance to speak...

LADY MONTROSE: Lady de Clemente!

Would you be so kind as to introduce us.

Can this be the famous Mr Colbourne?

An introduction seems rather redundant now, does it not?

On the contrary.

Mr Colbourne may not be aware

that I am the Dowager Duchess Lady Montrose

and this is my daughter, Lady Lydia.

Your Grace. Lady Lydia.

My niece, Miss Markham, Miss Heywood.

How do you do, Miss Markham?

A pleasure to see you again, Miss Heywood.

And you, Lady Lydia.

[APPLAUSE]

LADY MONTROSE: That is my son, the Lord Montrose,

Duke of Buckinghamshire.

And Miss Lambe of course.

[APPLAUSE]

I should never have expected such a warm reception.

It is not you.

It is because I have arrived.

[APPLAUSE]

Forgive me, Your Grace.

I didn't know you and Georgiana were so well acquainted.

Oh, we haven't known each other for long,

but our rapport was instantaneous!

[BOTH LAUGH]

ARTHUR: Georgiana, a word.

I cannot see you yield to another fortune hunter.

I am told he is quite notorious,

and I'm told that his father has gambled away

I know what I am doing.

History will not repeat itself.

[CLEARS THROAT]

Tonight is perfect.

You have surpassed yourself.

LADY SUSAN: Charlotte tells me

you have known each other Since Childhood?

I have known and loved her my whole life, my lady.

Although I confess,

she seems a quite different person here in Sanditon.

One I hardly recognise...

For better or worse?

It is not for me to say.

[CLASSICAL MUSIC PLAYS]

LADY MONTROSE: You have my sympathy, Lady Denham.

What an indignity.

Have we any idea who this elusive gentleman is?

Well, whoever he is, he is clearly

a man of ill breeding and atrocious manners.

Keep your eyes fixed on Mr C,

in case he should glance over.

But if he does, look away at once.

Have you spotted any eligible suitors yet?

It is too early to tell.

And you, Uncle?

[CLASSICAL MUSIC PLAYS]

MR HANKINS: Well then, Sir Edward,

you must tell me what your concerns are.

EDWARD: Sometimes I wonder if my aunt will ever relent.

What if I spend years enduring her treatments,

and still find myself out in the cold?

But your soul will still be saved!

DR FUCHS: It is a week long symposium

on recent medical advances,

I am sure it would be of little interest...

On the contrary, Doctor, I am an assiduous autodidact.

Oh, your glass needs refreshing, Fraulein.

She has had an ample sufficiency,

thank you Doctor Fuchs.

Oh, about time!

We'd given you up for dead!

As I live and breathe, Louisa Brereton!

Lady Denham to you!

[CHUCKLES]

I told you all would be well.

They are getting along famously.

You expect me to believe that this was a coincidence?

I swear upon my life!

Had I known you were Lady Denham

I should not have come within a hundred miles!

Poppycock!

[KEYS JANGLE]

MRS WHEATLEY: Miss Colbourne.

It is long past your bedtime, is it not?

How can I sleep, Mrs Wheatley?

Knowing they may be dancing together right now!

It'll give you something to dream about.

What if Augusta's right, and they do fall in love?

Miss Heywood will be my mother.

Imagine that!

Let's not get ahead of ourselves, shall we.

[MUSIC]

Miss Heywood.

When I heard that you had returned to Sanditon,

I could only assume you would wish to keep your distance.

But when I heard you had spoken of your departure with regret,

I dared to hope there might yet be a chance to tell you...

RALPH: Charlotte?

Mr Colbourne, this is Mr Starling.

He and I are to be married.

Then I must congratulate you both.

RALPH: Thank you, Sir.

But I interrupted -

Not at all. I... was merely inquiring

as to whether we might persuade Miss Heywood

to return as our governess.

But I see now that is not to be.

You have proven to be quite irreplaceable.

Miss Heywood.

Mr Starling.

[CLASSICAL MUSIC PLAYS]

GEORGIANA: Is it true that your father ruined you?

Afraid so.

We are paupers with a title and a large house.

Hence my mother's jubilation at this 'match.’

My guardians are equally delighted.

And my suitors quite deterred.

MARY: You are in a merry mood!

Is it any wonder?

Georgiana has a Duke, we have a new investor,

and soon Sanditon shall have a hotel!

RALPH: Mr Colbourne is not quite the ogre you described.

Aren't you glad I saved you from the life of a governess?

Immeasurably.

Mr Colbourne has a very pleasing countenance,

don't you think?

Highly.

Although I would have thought he was a little young for you...

I see Mr Colbourne has returned from Bath.

They say his niece, an orphan, poor thing,

inherited a small fortune from her parents.

Scant consolation for losing them.

[CLASSICAL MUSIC PLAYS]

My lady, you finally had the pleasure

of meeting Mr Pryce.

Pleasure is not the word I would use!

I would not trust that man to put up a tent,

let alone a hotel.

You will not to accept one penny Of that man's money.

Not so much as a ha'penny nor a farthing!

Why didn't tell me you were getting married?

I thought I had.

It is hardly the sort of thing to slip your mind.

You mustjoin this next dance.

It is a quadrille!

I am afraid I don't know the steps.

Then you don't mind if I borrow Charlotte?

You and the Duke Of Buckinghamshire...?

I'll explain later.

You and Mr Colbourne...?

There is nothing to tell.

[CARRIAG ES CLATTE R]

[CLASSICAL MUSIC PLAYS]

With your permission,

I wonder if I might write to you from London...

I should like nothing more, Herr Doktor.

EDWARD: Miss Markham.

I have been warned about you, Sir Edward.

You have quite the reputation.

You shouldn't believe everything you hear.

Well, I'm perfectly capable of forming my own opinion.

I wish you luck in finding a new governess.

And I wish you a happy marriage.

I hope he is worthy of you.

I understand you keep a fine stable, Mr Colbourne.

I am a keen equestrian myself.

[CLAPPING]

Then you must come riding at Heyrick Park.

At your convenience...

So we shall continue our arrangement?

I see no reason not to.

CHARLES: Stop the music!

[MUSIC STOPS]

Miss Lambe.

I must speak with you alone.

[FOOTSTEPS]

Georgiana.

Mr Parker?

Maestro, please!

[CLASSICAL MUSIC PLAYS]

What is the meaning of this?

You were not invited.

You are the last person on earth I wish to see.

It pains me to ruin your celebration, honestly it does,

but I am afraid what I have to give you cannot wait...

What is this?

I am hereby serving you with a 'writ'

stating that I am the rightful heir to your father's fortune.

I suggest you find yourself a lawyer.

[MUSIC]