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My dear, I think
we are going the wrong way.

Nonsense, my dear,
this is the way.

You will see I am right.

Hold tight dear,
that's the way.

Look, Charlotte.

Who can that be?

They need to slow down, they're
going too fast for that track.

Quick, Alison!
Quickly, boys!

Are you all right?

- Hey.
- Steady there, lads.

Steady, yeah.
Good boy.

Is anybody hurt?

Here we are.

No harm done.

Careful, Charlotte.

Steady.

Here, let me help.

Thank you, miss.

Very kind and brave
to risk yourself.

Not at all, ma'am.

This is the most exciting thing
to happen in Willingden

- for years.
- I am fine, thank you, miss.

Here we are.

Neat as ninepence.

Oh, it's nothing,
nothing at all.

Give me your arm, sir,
our house is close by.

Thank you, miss,
what kindness.

I see we have fallen
amongst friends.

This really is
so kind of you.

We were in search
of a physician,

you know, sir,

for Sanditon.

Is Sanditon a relative, sir?

No, no, a place.

And what a place.

Sanditon is,
or very soon will be,

the finest seaside resort

on the whole
of the south coast.

Then I should very much like
to see it, sir.

And so you shall.

I just...

Thank you.

What a glorious sight
it is.

You see,

Miss Heywood...

Hotel here.

Shops, new terraces here,
cliff walk,

and the assembly rooms
here.

Do you plan to have dancing
there, sir?

We are holding
our first ball next week.

And you're really building
all this?

I am.

Well, uh,
causing it to be built.

Mr. Heywood, our carriage is
quite repaired now,

and I insist you must

come and sample the delights
of Sanditon without delay.

Forgive me, sir,
I make it a principle

never to go more than
five miles away from home.

Ah, but for Sanditon, sir...

for Sanditon with all its charms,
you must make an exception.

My husband is ever
the enthusiast.

And nothing wrong
with that, madam,

but he cannot tempt me.

Then one of your daughters,
perhaps?

In return for your kindness?

Papa, might I go?

Really, Charlotte.

Forgive my eldest daughter's
presumption, Mr. Parker.

Not at all.

Nothing could delight
us more.

Of course she can come stay
as long as she likes,

can she not, Mary?

If you permit,
we would be very happy, sir.

Charlotte?

Yes, Papa?

Just a word, my dear,
just a word.

These seaside resorts
can be odd places.

No one quite knows
who anyone else is,

where they come from,
and what they are up to.

That sounds...
stimulating.

Yes, well, I suppose it is.

But, uh...

the normal rules of conduct
tend to be relaxed

and sometimes
altogether flouted.

But if I am with
Mr. and Mrs. Parker,

nothing bad can happen,
can it?

Just, um...

just be careful,
that's all.

Careful of what, Papa?

Everything.

Bye, Charlotte.

Goodbye, Charlotte.

- Be good.
- Bye, Charlotte.

- Don't forget to write!
- Bye!

Bye!

Bye, Charlotte!
Bye!

Now we are coming near.

Do you feel a difference
in the air, Miss Heywood?

The sea air.

Better than any medicine
or tonic.

And there, there,

- is the sea itself.
- Oh, yes.

I see it.

Doesn't it make
your spirits soar?

Tom,

you can't expect
Charlotte to be

as excited by a glimpse
of saltwater as you are.

Stuff and nonsense,
I wager that within a few days

she'll be as keen
as mustard on it.

Indeed, Mrs. Parker,

I am eager to see everything.

Ah, now,
we are just coming up

to Sanditon House,

Lady Denham's place.

Now she is the great lady
of the town, very rich,

and very much involved,
as I am,

in the future of Sanditon

as a first-class
bathing resort.

Ah, you see?
Just coming into view now.

Shall we call upon her
this very minute, my dear?

I should like Miss Heywood
to meet her,

and I have business matters
to discuss with her.

Before we see
our own children, Tom?

No?

Well, perhaps you are right.

Indeed you are right,
always.

Trafalgar House
and the children it is.

This is civilization
indeed.

Here we are!

- Have you been good?
- Yes.

Oh.

Children!

- Papa's home.
- So glad you're home.

Miss Heywood, allow me

to introduce you
to Alicia, Jenny,

Henry, and baby James.

Say "How do you do?"
to Miss Heywood.

How do you do, miss?

Well, in we go.

After you, Miss Heywood.

Come in, come in, ma'am,
come in, come in.

That is a portrait of Sidney,
my younger brother.

We're expecting him down
from London for the ball.

And we're counting on his help
to make Sanditon fashionable.

- What is his occupation?
- Ah, good question.

He's a man of affairs,
a man of business,

importing, exporting... he's
here, there, and everywhere.

You can ask him yourself
when you meet.

Let me show you your room,
Charlotte.

I hope you'll be
comfortable here.

Thank you,
I'm sure I shall.

I never had a room
of my own before.

Come down for tea as soon
as you've settled in.

A governess and her school?

Is that really the best
we can muster?

And what about the rest
of our empty houses?

They will be taken up
soon enough, Lady Denham,

- mark my words.
- So you keep saying.

But by whom?

You promised me a quick return
on my investment.

I can assure you the ball
will change everything.

My brother Sidney is
bringing a crowd

of his most
well-connected friends.

Once they start spreading the
word of Sanditon's delights,

we shall be overrun.

From what I know
of your brother,

I won't hold my breath.

And if this ball
is so vital,

why have you not been here
to arrange it?

Instead you hare off in pursuit
of a doctor we have no need of

and return with nothing more
than a sprained ankle

and another young lady.

What is the use
of that?

We have enough
young ladies here,

unless she brings a fortune
with her.

Does she?

- Miss Heywood is a very charming...
- Tom.

Oh.

So, this is the young lady.

Lady Denham,
may I present

Miss Charlotte Heywood.

- How do you do?
- Mmm.

Very prettily done, my dear.

Lady Denham's ward,

Miss Clara Brereton.

Good day.

Well, she's a fine,
healthy-looking girl,

though nothing remarkable
as to looks.

What is your father,
Miss Heywood?

He has a small estate
in Willingden, ma'am.

And farms it, I suppose.

That won't do anymore,
land's not what it used to be.

Industry and enterprise,

- that is the future.
- Indeed it is.

How many brothers
and sisters have you?

11, ma'am.

11!

Oh, you will need to marry well.

And no doubt
they sent you

to Sanditon to find yourself
a fortune.

- Not at all, ma'am.
- Lady Denham, I...

Nonsense, of course they have.

There's no shame in that;
I married very well myself.

Any children, ma'am?

No, we were not blessed.

Sir Harry Denham was elderly
and in poor health.

And now, do you see?

Everybody is waiting for me
to shuffle off this mortal coil

so they can have my money!

What do you say to that,
Miss Heywood?

If you have no direct heirs,
Lady Denham,

I suppose you can leave it
where you please.

Quite right. You're a sharp one,
Miss Heywood.

But my relations all think
they have a claim on it.

The Breretons,
as I was a Miss Brereton.

Clara there is one
of many Breretons,

poor as church mice.

And then there's
Sir Harry's nephew and niece,

Sir Edward Denham
and Miss Esther,

All of them hoping to do well
by my demise.

There is one
thing they all forget.

And that is that I have no
intention at all of dying.

So my advice to them all is
they can fend for themselves.

You go and sit down
with Miss Clara.

Mr. Parker and I have matters
of business to discuss.

So...

I'm afraid you must have found
Lady Denham rather rude.

She does seem very...

- direct.
- She is.

But I am very grateful to her
for taking me in.

I am the very poorest of
poor relations, Miss Heywood.

Charlotte, please.

- And may I call you Clara?
- Of course.

How do you like Sanditon?

Very much,

though I have seen
very little of it.

Do you plan to try sea-bathing?

I want to try everything
there is to try.

Do you care for it yourself?

I confess I haven't been
in the sea yet,

though Sir Edward has been
extolling

its health-giving properties
to me.

Perhaps we could enjoy it...
or endure it... together.

I should like that
very much.

What are you talking
about over there?

Sea-bathing,
Lady Denham.

Oh, excellent.

Our bathing machines
at Sanditon are the best

on the whole of the south coast.

Sir Edward Denham...
and Miss Denham.

I thought we might find you
here, Aunt.

We have been taking
the air,

and I thought to tempt you all
out on the cliff walk

to admire...

I beg your pardon.

Let me introduce you
to our guest,

Miss Heywood.

Hmm.

Enchanted to make your
acquaintance, Miss Heywood.

So, Miss Heywood,

what do you say
to the prospect?

- Very picturesque, sir.
- Mmm.

I hear you're an advocate
for sea-bathing?

I am, Miss Heywood.

You must experience it.

The bracing shock
of the first plunge.

The incomparable feeling
of freedom and lightness.

The ocean bearing you up

as you give yourself
to it fearlessly, mmm.

The gentle play
of the currents

over your naked limbs.

Nothing can give one
such a sense of wellbeing.

Miss Heywood.

Come and walk with me.

I see you are
enjoying yourself.

Just making a newcomer
feel at home, sister.

Perhaps you could find the time
to focus on the task in hand.

I will speak to her now.

And Sir Edward, you know,
he's a good young man.

How do you find him?

I find him very elegant

- and very... spirited.
- Mmm.

And very well
to look at.

That as well.

Yes, he is very well
to look at,

very pleasing
to the young ladies,

and no doubt
he'll sow some wild oats,

but he must marry money.

A handsome young fellow
like that

will go about smirking
and paying girls compliments,

but he has to marry a fortune.

You do understand me?

I understand you perfectly,
ma'am.

Yes, I think you do.

You're a good, sensible
sort of girl.

Hello, hello!

There you are.

Are you surprised
to see us?

How do you do?

- How do you do?
- Oh.

What a pleasant surprise.

Edward, Esther.

Miss Heywood,

my sister,
Miss Diana Parker

and my brother,
Arthur.

We have all been very ill,

almost at death's door,

haven't we, Arthur?

I thought I'd never leave
my bed.

But we have rallied,
as you can see.

And we came to call on you
as soon as we arrived,

only to learn you were
on a cliff walk,

so we thought we'd be
brave and surprise you.

Our lodgings are closest,
come,

- take tea with us.
- Yes.

And let's all of us,
for God's sake,

get out of
this howling gale.

Come, come.

Come in, come in.
Miss Heywood.

You see, we were sure
of a good fire.

PoorArthur feels
the cold so.

Oh, and we have seen Miss Lambe,

who is said to be a great heiress
with a fortune from the sugar trade.

Her party arrived
in two hack chaises,

Miss Lambe, her maid,

her governess Miss Griffiths,
and two Miss Beauforts.

What is she like?
Is she pretty?

To be truthful, we only
caught a glimpse of her back

as she went inside the house,
but the whole party

was very fine
and respectable.

But to travel
with her own maid,

that speaks of riches,
does it not, brother?

It does, sister,
and I hope she sets a fashion,

and all the rich young heiresses
flock into Sanditon

to spend, spend, spend.

Come, sit by me,
Miss Heywood, warm yourself.

You must be as chilled
to the bone as I am.

Thank you.

But I, I don't find
the weather chilly at all.

Oh, what a constitution
you must have.

I like the air, you know,
as much as anyone,

but it doesn't like me.

My sister thinks me bilious,
but I doubt it.

If I were bilious,
wine would disagree with me,

when I have always found
it does my nerves good.

Do you know,
the more I drink,

the better I feel.

Often I wake up in the morning
feeling very groggy,

but then after a few glasses of
wine I feel right as rain.

That's quite remarkable,
don't you think?

Though I can take a little toast
with butter on it,

no more than six
or seven slices, though.

Will you let me toast you
a slice or two?

Please do.

The barometer is set fair,

I propose a sea-bathing party
tomorrow.

Mm-hmm.

Oh, madness.

This is taking too long.

You have never been reluctant
to charm the ladies, Edward.

More's the pity.

Getting closer
to Clara Brereton

is proving harder
than expected.

What a tangled mess.

Don't you wish
you still had Nanny

to tease out the cotters?

I prefer your gentle touch,

brother dear.

Ow.

Perhaps you could use your
charms at sea-bathing today?

Ow!

Here we are.

A perfect day,
as I promised you.

And this is where
we must part company.

Ladies, you see
the bathing machine awaits you.

We gentlemen must
further down the beach.

Try not to observe us,
ladies.

Two of these should be
enough to accommodate us,

unless anyone prefers
to be private?

For myself, I should be glad
of the company.

And I.

I shall just watch
and look after the clothes.

I'm disappointed in you,
Arthur.

We swim almost every day
in the season.

It really is what makes
Sanditon so special.

They are quite private.

We can change
without being seen.

Come on.

Thank you.

Thank you.

Oh.

Damn it!

Hold on boys.

Wait!

Wait for me.

This is delightful,
isn't it?

Yes, it's wonderful.

Are those the men
over there?

Yes, I think so.

Are they...

Are they wearing
no clothes at all?

None whatsoever.

Well done, Arthur.

Look at him go.

My brother is a very...
unexpected man.

Too bad,
it really is too bad!

It's nothing to worry about,
really.

Nothing to worry about?

No word from him...
and the ball only a day away?

You know Sidney Parker

always leaves everything
to the last minute, dear.

But does he realize the paramount
importance of the occasion?

Is it really
so very important?

Of course it is,
of course it is.

If Sanditon's first ball
is not a triumph,

I fear Lady Denham will withdraw
her investment.

Sit down and have some breakfast, Tom.

I can't.

I-I am too...

My husband has two wives,
Charlotte...

myself and Sanditon.

And I'd hesitate to say
which of us he cares for most.

Marriage is very much about making
allowances for the other person,

as I am sure you'll find out
for yourself.

I had no idea what
I was letting myself in for

when I fell in love with Tom.

There is something thrilling
about that.

Thrilling, but exhausting.

Oh.

Now, what do you think
of those?

They're lovely.

I think you would look
very well in them

at the ball.

Shall we go in?

You wouldn't be
too proud

to dance with a clerk
or a shopkeeper, would you?

Indeed, I would not.

I love to dance,
and I'll stand with anyone

- who will partner me.
- Excellent.

Let's hope
the mysterious Miss Lambe

and her friends are of the
same agreeable frame of mind.

Oh look,
here's Miss Denham.

Mrs. Parker, Miss Heywood,
well met.

I was growing sick
of my own company.

Could I persuade you to walk
a few steps with me?

I have things to see to at home,
but Charlotte?

Gladly.

So, what do you make
of us all so far?

It's always pleasant
to make new acquaintances.

Very prettily said,
you don't mean a word of it.

I saw Lady D haranguing you
the other day.

What was she talking
about?

Well, her...
her money, mostly.

Oh, and how we're scheming
to get it, no doubt.

She talks of little else.

She's a mean,
miserly old monster.

Did she mention her niece,
Clara Brereton?

She told me
she was very poor indeed.

Oh.

Oh, she's in no need
of your sympathy.

She does well enough,

basking in the warmth and luxury
of Sanditon House,

while Edward and I shiver

in the damp and cold
of Denham Place.

No, if she succeeds
in her object,

which is of course to have
everything for herself,

I swear I will poison her.

I'm sure
you don't mean that.

And your hosts?

I am very fond of them
already.

Mr. Tom Parker is
a monomaniac

who is well on the way
to ruining himself

and his family
with his crazy schemes.

You don't really think that.

I think his ideas are
admirable.

You wait till
he bankrupts himself.

I have nothing against his wife,
indeed I feel very sorry for her.

His brotherArthur is
a buffoon,

as you've no doubt discovered
for yourself,

and Sidney...

I've not yet had
the pleasure.

Very unstable
and unreliable.

I advise you to be
on your guard.

Thank you.

All in all...

I think you'll come to regret
ever setting foot in Sanditon.

I know I do.

Look at that view.

Sea.

The sky.

Isn't it all
unutterably dreary?

Lady Denham has been asking

why you haven't been to call
on her yet, Charlotte.

The reason is she's a mean old
woman who prefers to take her tea here.

I have been thinking
of sending her a bill.

Well, I promised
we'd call on her this afternoon.

I hope that suits you,
Charlotte?

It suits me very well.

What sort of carriage
is that?

It's hard to make out.

Charlotte, I do believe
it might be...

Yes, it is!

It's Tom's brother, Sidney.

Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa.

Mary.

Well met.

New maid?

Sidney!

This is Miss Charlotte Heywood.

Our guest
at Trafalgar House.

Miss, um...?

- Heywood.
- Heywood.

Are you on your way
to Trafalgar House?

You'll stay with us,
of course?

Ah, no, I've taken rooms
at the hotel,

some friends are joining me
there.

And tomorrow evening is
the famous ball, is it not?

Tom's been in such
a state about it.

You will do all you can
to help him, won't you?

Tell him he has nothing to worry about,
all is in hand.

- You off to Lady D's?
- We are.

Mmm, then I won't keep you.

Miss Heywood.

Until later.

He is so good.

He can be abrupt
and inattentive,

like he was just now
with you,

but he has a good heart.

I'm glad to hear it.

I worry about
his own happiness.

He's inclined not to think
very highly of our sex;

since some bruising
experiences in the past.

I should like to see him
settled,

but I fear it's not
in his nature.

All this land belongs
to Sanditon House.

It's a fine park.

It complements
the house very well.

Lady Denham's very proud
of it.

There are deer here,
though they're very shy.

You can sometimes see them
on the other side of the estate.

Did you see any?

For a moment I thought I did,
but...

As I say,
they're very shy.

You seem concerned, Tom.
Anything I can help with?

Sidney!

Mmm.

I've never been so glad
to see anyone.

No company

No. No, no.
Not for a moment.

Hmm.

Never mind,
you are here now.

That's all that matters.

Uh, but you are not alone?

I had hoped you might bring
some friends with you.

Do not fear, brother.

I have done exactly
as you asked of me.

As we speak, Mr. Crowe and Lord
Babington are habituating themselves

in the delights
of the Crown Hotel.

Splendid.

Splendid!

I knew I could depend on you,
brother.

With them and our heiress,

even Lady Denham must concede
that we are well on our way

to becoming
a fashionable destination.

By "heiress,"
I take it you mean

Miss Lambe has arrived
in Sanditon?

What do you know of Miss Lambe?

A great deal more
than I'd like to.

How beautiful.

Never seen
anything like it.

Mrs. Parker
and Miss Heywood,

Lady Denham.

Well, sit down, sit down.

Higgs will bring us tea.

So, Miss Heywood,

I hear you've had
your swim?

How did you find it?

- Very, uh, invigorating, ma'am.
- Good.

And you drink the sea water
as well?

Not on purpose.

I take half a tumbler of it
every morning.

Where is Clara?

Oh well, never mind her.

Are you looking forward
to tomorrow's ball?

Very much, ma'am.

Here she comes... the rascal.

Where have you been?

I have had the servants
all over the house

looking for you.

Forgive me, Aunt.

I was walking in the park.

Well, you can play for us
as penance.

I've had the instrument
brought over

from Denham Place,
as Miss Esther

has neither the taste
nor any talent for music.

Miss Clara,

on the other hand,
plays tolerably well.

Well, sit down, girl,
sit down

and demonstrate
your talent.

Allow me.

Lady Denham!

Ladies and gentlemen,

let me welcome you

to our first ball
of the season.

Let good fellowship prevail.

And I hope you've all come
prepared to dance.

Mr. Cromarty?

Sidney, there you are.

Well met, well met.

Uh, make yourself known
to these ladies over here.

Of course.

Miss Denham, Miss Heywood,
Miss Brereton,

I'd like to introduce
my friends.

This is Lord Babington
and Mr. Crowe.

Our friend has assured us
of good sport here...

shall we find any?

I believe there's very little
shooting in the neighborhood, sir.

I wasn't thinking
of shooting.

My friend was thinking
of dancing, I'm sure.

Could we persuade any of you
young ladies to dance with us?

I'm sure you could, sir.

Your brother will be
very pleased

with you, Mr. Parker.

Yes, I hope so.

Babington's a good fellow,

what's more a good friend
of the Prince Regent.

Now, if he could be convinced
into coming to Sanditon, then...

The general rejoicing would be
unconfined, I imagine.

Yes.

And Sanditon's reputation
would be firmly established.

And you care
about such things?

For my brother's sake,
I do, yes.

Mrs. Griffiths;

Miss Beaufort;
Miss Phillida Beaufort;

and Miss Lambe.

What is this?

Gracious!

A scandalous...

Good God, a negress.

Ladies.

Georgiana, delighted
you could join us.

May I have the pleasure?

Looking very lovely
this evening.

Thank you, sir.

I would like to say...

what you saw yesterday
afternoon...

what you thought you saw...

It was none of
my business.

But I am anxious that you should
not get the wrong impression.

Miss Brereton was...
distressed,

and I was endeavoring
to comfort her.

You have no need
to explain yourself to me.

Hmm.

But you promise you won't speak
of it to others?

Do you really think
I would?

No.

Of course,
you're altogether too good,

too pure in heart
to gossip.

Mr. Parker.

How do you like Sanditon?

Little you care.

You mistake me.

I have your interests
very much at heart.

Then you should have left me
where you found me.

Believe me,
I wish I could have.

Duty dictated otherwise.

Damn your duty.

Mrs. Griffiths?

Lady Denham.

Tell me about
your young charges.

Miss Lambe's from a very
wealthy family in Antigua;

yes, very wealthy indeed,
and she would be even more so,

had her father not ended
his business there

and set his slaves free
before his death.

She came to England
to complete her education,

and she's been in London
for some time.

Between you and me,
Lady Denham,

I understand
there was another reason

for removing Miss Lambe
from London.

An unsuitable romance.

Doesn't surprise me
in the least.

What's her fortune?

100,000 pounds.

Arthur!

Arthur, do be careful.

Miss Lambe, may I?

Can we speak?

Of course we can.

I saw Sir Edward talking
with you.

Was he...

did he speak about
yesterday afternoon?

Yes, he did.

And what did he say?

He said...
you were distressed, and...

he was doing his best
to comfort you.

He was...

forcing his attentions
on me.

Oh!

He is not to be trusted,

and you should be on your guard
against him too.

I say this as your friend.

He has no conscience

and no sense of
what is proper or decent.

I believe he intends to ruin
me in Lady Denham's eyes.

How shocking.

But why should he do that?

Because she favors me,
of course.

He fears she will favor me
over him in her will.

But he sees every girl
he encounters as fair game.

I have heard
there are men like that.

Indeed, there are.

It has been my fate to meet
with more than one of his kind.

What you saw
yesterday afternoon...

I was obliged to...

do something
I didn't want to do,

to avoid something
even worse.

I don't understand.

No, of course,
I shouldn't have...

You won't say anything
to Lady Denham?

Of course not.

Miss Brereton,

can I, uh, tempt you
back onto the floor?

Very happily, sir.

Oh, I beg your pardon.

Not necessary.

A penny for your thoughts,
Miss Heywood.

I was thinking...

how very hard it is
to make people out.

Did anyone in particular provoke
that thought?

People in general.

I like to amuse myself

by observing and trying
to make conclusions.

But in a place like
Sanditon,

where strangers mingle
freely,

it's hard to form
a reliable judgment.

People can be so difficult
to interpret, don't you find?

And what have you
observed about me

upon our small acquaintance?

I think that you must be the
sensible brother of the three.

Oh, the sensible brother.

And what makes you say that?

Well, I... I may be mistaken,

but it seems to me that
your younger brotherArthur

has a very contrary nature,

alternately over-lethargic
and over-energetic,

while your elder brother Tom
could be called over-enthusiastic.

I am afraid that despite
his good nature,

he neglects his own happiness
and his family's

in his passionate devotion
to Sanditon.

Don't you agree?

Upon my word, Miss Heywood,
you are very free with your opinions.

I beg your pardon,
I didn't...

And upon what experience

of the world do you form
your judgments?

- I...
- Where have you been?

Nowhere.

What have you learnt?

Nothing, it would seem.

And yet you take it upon
yourself to criticize.

Let me put it to you,
Miss Heywood,

which is the better way to live?

To sit in your father's house with
your piano and your embroidery,

waiting for someone to come and
take you off your parents' hands or...

to expend your energy in
trying to make a difference,

to leave your mark,
to leave the world

in a better place
than you found it?

That is what my brother Tom
is trying to do,

at the expense
of a great deal of effort

and anxiety,
in a good cause

for which I do my best
to help and support him.

And you see fit
to-to criticize him,

to-to amuse yourself
at his expense?

I beg your pardon,

I have offended you.

Please forgive me.

No, you haven't
offended me.

I'm the one at fault.

I shouldn't have expected
so much

from a girl with so little
experience and understanding.

Excuse me.