Mrs Reilly's ghost! In the woods!
Will, there is nothing I can do about what's happening to you now.
Denny! Don't be a bloody fool!
I killed him! My only friend and I killed him.
We both have reasons to keep quiet, don't we, Colonel, eh?
So, Wickham's attempted seduction of Georgiana has remained a secret?
- We can hardly bear to think of it, let alone mention his name! - Of course.
Colonel Fitzwilliam has asked to seek Georgiana's hand on his return,
I cannot receive you anymore.
- This isn't what you want! - It's bigger than you or I!
Our one suspect is yourself.
- I didn't do it, you know. - I believe you.
Freddie Delancy. He's my sweetheart.
Has the jury reached a verdict?
Captain Denny was murdered by George Wickham.
You will be committed for trial at the next Derby Assize!
- I didn't do it! - Freddie!
I'm sorry!
'Darcy!'
Darcy!
Sir Selwyn asked you a question.
Forgive me.
I was asking about the Bidwell girl, Louisa.
She's in some distress.
It is a personal matter. Nothing to do with the case.
Come now, you can give me more credit than that.
It was Wickham she was looking at, wasn't it?
Or should I say, Freddie?
Were they lovers? She bore his child.
He called himself Freddie Delancy, he told her he was a soldier.
How did they become acquainted?
It seems when his wife was staying with Mr and Mrs Bingley
at Highmarten, Wickham would ride over here
and spend his days roaming Pemberley Woods.
I see.
In search of fruit ripe enough to pluck.
Yet again, Wickham proves his superior character.
It won't look good for him if this comes up in court.
That's the kind of conduct that can prejudice a jury
quite, quite severely.
Open the gate!
America, the New World.
I've decided to go there when this nightmare is over.
It's a long voyage.
With little prospect of return.
But then, my alternative offers me a strictly one-way journey too.
You should at least move the desk over to the light.
Clearly you haven't noticed the view.
How is Louisa?
You honestly expect me to believe you care?!
What about my son? Georgie?
He'll be fine.
I loved her, you know?
After a fashion. You wanted to see me. Yes.
Yes, to ask that you don't mention this... situation at the trial.
I'll be under oath.
Damn it, Darcy, I could hang!
Don't you think I'm aware of that?!
I'm doing everything I can to preserve your life,
but I will not perjure myself for you!
It wasn't enough that you are unwelcome at Highmarten,
you had to ride to Pemberley and deliberately ruin an innocent girl?!
I did nothing of the sort! I came to Pemberley,
because it's the place I've been happiest in my life! Damn you!
Please, Fitzwilliam, at LEAST keep my wife away from the trial.
Is there any connection between your affair
with Louisa Bidwell and Captain Denny's death?
None!
'She didn't know'
it was George Wickham, Madam, I swear on the baby's life!
Please don't worry, we hold Wickham entirely responsible.
If Mr Bidwell ever finds out! This'll kill him!
Mr Darcy will keep him busy up at the house for a few days,
to give you all some time.
Louisa, when we last spoke,
you mentioned there was a lady with Wickham.
Do you know her name? Eleanor?
That's all I know. When did you last see her?
Louisa? It's very important that you tell me the whole truth now.
The morning of the murder.
I was to meet her in the cellars of the old abbey
to hand over Georgie.
I was worried about Freddie, I'd not seen or heard from him,
I hoped he'd be there too!
Instead, there was another man. Who?
Captain Denny.
You're sure it was him?
Please, Madam, I know nothing about his death!
Can you remember anything about this lady? Anything at all?
What she was wearing?
She had on a long, dark-coloured coat
'and a bonnet with green ribbons.'
Miss Bidwell!
When I got there, I didn't trust her.
Where's Freddie?
This is Captain Denny, he's a friend of Freddie's.
'She was going to look after the baby
'until we got ourselves back on our feet.
'And?
'I agreed at first.
'But there was something about her.
'She loved Georgie far too much.'
You beautiful little thing!
Miss Bidwell, here is the 30 pounds,
I trust that will be satisfactory...
Miss Bidwell!
Miss Bidwell! 'She was furious.'
MISS BIDWELL!
She thought that it was money I was after for my own child.
We can't keep him, Madam. Not George Wickham's bastard son.
(Will!)
You mustn't get up, William! The doctor forbade it!
My mother wishes to protect me from all things, Mrs Darcy.
She thinks just cos my body's failing, my mind must be, too!
Mrs Darcy wants to know the truth, Louisa!
You should tell her there was a third person in the abbey that morning.
Who?
A gentleman.
Louisa?
Colonel Fitzwilliam.
You asked to see me, Madam?
Yes. Mrs Reynolds.
There have been developments with Louisa Bidwell.
Her baby's going to need a new home. Oh!
Could you make some discreet enquiries?
My brother's widow runs a boarding school near Highbury.
She may be able to help. Good.
LAUGHTER
Why is it children must always pay for the sins of their fathers?
And then they got into the coach and left.
And you're quite sure that's what you heard?
I'm not a woman to misremember things,
especially when it comes to disputes, you can ask Mr Piggott!
Would Mr Piggott be good enough to spare you for a trip to Derby?
Derby?! You'll probably be called to give evidence at the trial.
I'll be needing a new hat! Did you hear that, Mr Piggott?! Derby!
Thank you, Mrs Piggott. Not at all.
Wickham must have given the 30 pounds to Denny
as an inducement for Louisa to give up her baby.
So, Denny was acting as Wickham's messenger boy?
Too much of a coward to face Louisa himself.
It appears so.
What a mess!
Wickham asked we keep Lydia away from the trial.
Well, I'll write and invite her here,
Jane will be grateful for the respite and I can keep an eye on her.
Darcy...
There was someone else at the abbey that morning.
Colonel Fitzwilliam.
That's impossible! Louisa saw him there!
I'm not listening to this! Don't! Don't!
Don't blind yourself to this! Why was he there?!
What was that loan of 30 pounds to Wickham really about?!
Why must you persist in blackening his name?!
What next, that he's the killer?! Do you have so little faith in me
you think I'd deliver my sister to such a man?!
If Wickham is condemned, Pemberley would be engulfed in scandal.
Darcy would be unlikely to be received in London
and his credit might be lost.
Bad indeed.
I mention this only to reassure you, cousin,
of my full and constant support, Yes. Thank you.
I shall speak to Darcy about it. If...
help of any kind is needed, including financial...
Please don't mention it to him!
We are grateful for your kindness, but he'd be most upset.
You know him!
In times of trouble, family must stick together.
Yes, of course.
Georgiana... Cousin, don't! Please get up.
Is this not the correct form? It's not necessary!
Forgive me, Georgiana. I'm...
I am a soldier,
my words fall unpolished,
but, please believe, the feelings behind them are most sincere.
My pride and brotherly feelings,
changing, to true affection
and love.
Would you do me the very great honour of joining your life to mine?
Yes!
What is it? Nothing, I am fine! Really, I am fine.
Excuse me.
Stop here, please.
Whoa!
Sir Selwyn. Darcy, forgive the intrusion.
I rarely sleep the night before a trial.
You were right about one thing.
These initials are the work of mischief.
Frederick Delancy, Fitzwilliam Darcy.
Wickham chose his false name with deliberate intent.
Other than the Bidwells,
does anyone else live in this part of the woods? No.
I've long believed Denny jumped out of the carriage
and ran into these trees out of fear of George Wickham.
But now I wonder... Was he going to see the Bidwells?
Wickham's affair with Louisa Bidwell has nothing to do with this trial.
You're a man of conscience, Darcy.
Are you absolutely sure of what you say?
The wicked Mr Wickham, read it here, only a penny.
Only a penny, read it here.
Darcy. Morning, cousin.
Alveston.
Good news!
The stone found in the woods won't be admissible evidence in court,
it's too inconclusive.
So, we begin with no murder weapon, and no motive. Good. Good.
It's Mr Darcy.
Mr Cartwright, counsel for the prosecution. One of the best.
Darcy. Sir Selwyn. Colonel. Sir Selwyn.
Why you had to hire that radical to defend Wickham, I don't know!
It's high risk, if you ask me.
JEERING
George Wickham, hold up your hand.
You stand indicted for the murder of Captain Martin Denny.
How say you, George Wickham?
Not guilty, Your Honour!
JEERING
Mr Cartwright, if you'd like to begin.
Gentlemen of the jury,
the evidence going to be presented to you today
will leave you with little doubt in your minds,
that the death of Captain Denny was indeed murder
most malicious and foul.
JEERING
This was a particularly vicious and cowardly crime...
You wish to know the whereabouts of a certain couple.
George Wickham and my sister, Georgiana. Where are they?
How much are you prepared to pay?
Your maximum price, if you'd be so kind.
I'm confident that you, members of the jury,
will deliver the right, the only
possible verdict in this case, guilty!
CHEERING AND APPLAUSE
Lady Catherine.
I thought it would be a quick detour,
getting here took much longer than I expected!
You really shouldn't have troubled yourself.
I must go where I'm needed! I have long been a martyr to that fact.
It has been said my presence can act as the most extraordinary tonic,
especially to the poor and needy. How intriguing.
The term "miraculous" has been used, but it's not for me to judge.
Indeed. I come straight from a cousin's bedside.
The poor wretch has been ill for over a year.
Far too much fuss and bother. I told him he needed to decide
whether to live or die, and then get on with it
with as little possible inconvenience to others.
I'm sure he appreciated the clarification. Where's Darcy?
He's in Derby, at the trial. Then we need to talk!
Mr Wickham, did Captain Denny serve alongside you
in the Irish campaign of 1798? He did.
You became something of a national hero in the aftermath,
I understand, for your courageous role in fighting the French?
I did my duty for King and country, and nothing more.
GALLERY MURMURS
To the night in question, June 14th.
'You, Mrs Wickham and Captain Denny journeyed together
'through Pemberley woods?'
Yes, about half way through,
Captain Denny shouted for the carriage to stop.
Driver!
'He jumped out.'
You're on your own Wickham, I am finished.
He was angry with my plan to deliver my wife uninvited to the ball.
Denny always put a premium on honourable behaviour
and to him, this was dishonourable.
Denny, don't be a bloody fool.
Wickham! Wickham! Come back here this instant!
'I pursued him,'
by the time that I found him,
he had been attacked and was close to death.
Denny? Denny?
I saw someone fleeing through the trees.
So, I grabbed Denny's pistol and fired.
But they were gone. I fired again for help.
HELP!
Then I realised I had to get Denny to safety
as fast as I could. I tried, but...
it was... it was to no avail.
Mr Wickham, is there any reason at all
for you to have been filled with such hatred
for your dearest friend, that you would've pursued him
into those woods and battered him to death?
No! No! The very idea is insanity!
I loved Captain Denny as a brother!
And I would defend him with my life.
GALLERY MURMURS
You must know that the whole of society is asking about this case?
We've been positively under siege on my tour!
I trust you answered all questions
with the appropriate blend of fiction and fact.
You seem very calm about this!
I do not like gossip any more than you do.
But I'm afraid we make sport for our neighbours,
and they, in turn, entertain us. It was ever thus.
Darcy must publicly disown George Wickham
and have nothing further to do with this sordid trial!
I trust he will not be giving evidence in court?
Oh, yes, he will.
A Darcy can't be seen in the dock, it's disgraceful!
He's called as a witness, Lady Catherine, he has no choice.
What nonsense! Think of your good name!
If a good name depends on turning one's back on duty and justice,
then I hardly think it worth preserving at all.
What would your mother have to say about this?!
I fear, a great deal.
Lizzy, Lizzy, where are you?
Lizzy? You'll never guess what just happened in town!
I bumped into some ladies.
I stopped at that lovely milliners we have in Lambton
and we were having the most civil conversation
until I mentioned I was Mrs Darcy's sister,
at which point they turned their backs on me and walked away!
I marched straight up to them and I said
I wasn't in the slightest bit ashamed of you!
I truly defended you, Lizzy, you see?
Lady Catherine, I don't believe you've had the pleasure.
Mrs George Wickham.
I will not be staying after all.
You'll think about what I said, Elizabeth. You'll decide I'm right!
Come now, Lady Catherine! Surely you know me better than that?
Well!
Mr Wickham, I have here
a list of unpaid debts from your Army days.
Eight pounds to one Colonel Forster, unpaid.
Five pounds to the innkeeper of the Cross and Sceptre in Bath, unpaid.
I mean, the list goes on... Do you acknowledge these debts?
What if I do?
It doesn't explain why I would kill my best friend!
Only the perpetrator of a crime can truly understand his reasons,
and they seldom make sense to the truth-telling, peace-loving man.
And therefore I put it to you, Mr Wickham,
that you are neither truth-telling nor peace-loving!
Mr Wickham, am I correct that the precise location
where you first came across Captain Denny in the woods
has never been discovered?
One patch of woods looks very much like another in the dark.
'And I dragged Denny quite some distance before we stopped.'
Yes, quite, a man who is clearly severely wounded and close to death.
It could hardly have been a soothing experience for him.
I was trying to get him to help!
And yet, as events subsequently proved, help was on its way.
Wickham? Wickham?
I killed him! My only friend and I killed him!
I put it to you, Mr Wickham, that it was less Captain Denny's well-being
that was on your mind, than saving yourself!
You wanted to get him as far as possible from the scene
of the crime, to make sure it was never found again!
Your Honour, I must object! I beg your pardon!
The prosecution is indulging in hypothesis, nothing more!
Mr Alveston, await your turn to speak. Sit down!
Please show some restraint!
Mr Wickham, I'd like to bring your attention
to the argument between Captain Denny and yourself
at the King's Arms, before you left for the ball.
What exactly happened between you? As I have said,
he didn't like my plan regarding my wife.
And that's the full extent of your discussion at that point? YES!
No further questions, Your Honour.
(What's he playing at?)
I don't know.
Call your next witness.
Mrs Piggott of Lambton, please!
GALLERY GASPS
She wasn't at the inquest, is this something new?
Yes, and I am afraid it could be dangerous.
Mrs Piggott, you were at work in the Kings Arms
the evening Mr and Mrs Wickham and Captain Denny
set off in a coach for Pemberley, is that correct? It is.
And would you say they were a happy party?
I would not, Sir! No! Did you hear a quarrel between them?
Your Honour, the prosecution is assuming a quarrel. Good point!
He's blatantly leading the witness! Will you sit back down!
JEERING AND FAINT APPLAUSE
Did you hear what they were saying? I did.
They were no more than a few feet below me
and I saw Captain Denny hand a large sum of money to Mr Wickham.
I want no part in this. Denny. Please.
This one last thing and I promise I will be done with it.
I am not playing this game.
He said he no longer wanted anything to do with it or with him.
He told him it had been deceit from start to finish
You are selfish. Utterly selfish!
You know nothing, do you, of...
Women and what they truly feel.
GALLERY GASPS IN SHOCK
Mrs Piggott. You're sure these are the exact words you heard?
As sure as night turns to day.
"Deceit from start to finish".
A damning description from his dearest friend.
Thank you, Mrs Piggott. No further questions, Your Honour.
Mrs Piggott, did you see either of the men
lay a hand on one another during this conversation you overheard?
No, Sir. Mr Wickham would be foolish to challenge Captain Denny,
as he was armed and all. Ah!
So, the fact that they were to travel together was no occasion for anxiety?
They had Mrs Wickham with them!
They wouldn't be starting a fight in front of a lady now, would they?
Indeed. Mrs Piggott, why did you not give this evidence at the inquest?
I didn't want the whole town laughing behind my back!
I don't quite follow. Can't hear you, woman.
Speak up! Mrs. Piggott...
Please will you speak up for the sake of the jury?
I was visiting the privy when I heard 'em.
LAUGHTER
It's a proper disgrace if a lady can't go about her business
without having to talk in public about it!
Er, quite.
Well, that's quite enough for one day.
Court is adjourned until tomorrow morning.
Darcy! Darcy!
Mrs Younge!
I had hoped never to see you again!
Then allow me to oblige by leaving your presence!
This time I want the truth!
What's the connection between Wickham and yourself?
George Wickham is my brother, Mr Darcy!
I grew up ignorant of Wickham's existence,
but when he came to find me, we discovered a connection
purer and stronger than anything else in our lives!
When I found out he had a son...
..I had to meet him.
May I?
'And he was beautiful.'
I'll take good care of him, Louisa, I promise.
He'll want for nothing. 'Wickham wanted me to have him!'
You beautiful little thing!
'If it wasn't for that idiot mother and Denny getting in the way!'
The 30 pounds, I trust it will be satisfactory.
Miss Bidwell! Miss Bidwell!
You idiot!
'I could still be a good mother to him, Mr Darcy.'
Please?!
Please?! You're asking for my help?
To trust you with the wellbeing of an innocent child
after what you did to Georgiana?!
You posed as a respectable governess,
so that I would place her in your care,
then you took her to Ramsgate and you threw her to Wickham!
He'd make a fine husband to any woman!
Oh, your sister's no victim, Mr Darcy!
Not with men such as you to guard her,
and women such as me,
who sacrifice their lives to protect the sanctity of high rank!
And I suppose it was you extorting money from Colonel Fitzwilliam?
Extorting?
He came to me of his own free will.
He's a reasonable man.
...adequate compensation for a girl of her type... (INAUDIBLE).
Wake up.
I spoke to Mrs Younge today, in court.
It seems you two have been seeing quite a bit of one another!
I saw no point in troubling you with it.
Really? You're in this up to your neck!
I had no idea events would take the course they have!
Every decision I have made, Darcy, was to protect you,
you'll just have to take my word for it!
I'll take your word on nothing until you explain yourself.
When Wickham first told me of the mess he was in,
I saw the danger immediately.
A bastard child of his growing up at Pemberley?!
You'd never be rid of the man!
I thought it best to deal with it, quickly and simply.
I don't have some of your qualms.
You refer to putting yourself at the mercy of a blackmailer?!
She's a woman one can do business with.
She wanted to take the child, I was prepared to pay her to do so.
It seemed simple enough!
You acted on my behalf without consulting me,
yet you dare to suggest you were motivated by concern?!
I think your reasons were a little more self-interested!
If you mean Georgiana, then yes, of course she was on my mind!
If she's to be my wife, I must protect her from further taint!
Further taint?! I'm not quite sure I follow!
I refer to her history with Wickham, of course!
Darcy! Darcy!
I must ask you not to see or speak to Georgiana again on any account!
Don't be a bloody fool! Things are looking bad for Wickham,
this could be her only chance of a good match!
Look, I will take her even if he hangs!
HOW DARE YOU?!
STOUGHTON! Darcy.
Colonel Fitzwilliam is leaving immediately,
please prepare his horse!
Georgiana.... What is it? What is wrong?
I have done you a terrible wrong.
No. You've only ever done what's right for me, brother, always!
I encouraged you to accept the hand of a man you didn't love,
and perhaps never would.
I accepted his offer of my own free will.
Yes. But I didn't stop you.
I didn't stop you!
Colonel Fitzwilliam is not the man that I thought he was.
Elizabeth tried to warn me, but I wouldn't listen, I would not listen.
I was stubborn and blind to the truth.
Can you please...
Can you please forgive me?
There's nothing to forgive.
Marry for love, Georgiana.
Marry... Marry the person your heart cries out for!
And when you have that person, do not doubt them,
not for a single moment!
I'm so sorry.
Darcy?
I believe George Wickham to be guilty of this crime.
Why?
Captain Denny knew of his affair with Louisa Bidwell.
Their argument wasn't about bringing Lydia to the ball,
it was about Louisa and the baby.
And when Denny jumped from that carriage...
..he plunged into those woods to warn her
that she'd been abandoned by her lover
and he would try and take her baby -
possibly even reveal Wickham's true identity, who knows?
But Wickham had to stop him and he did...
..once and for all!
And if this is revealed...
Poor Lydia!
I think it's time she learnt of the affair.
And probably best it came from you first.
Darcy?
'But that's the motive that's always been missing.'
And that is still no proof.
It all adds up!
All we know for sure is that Wickham fathered a child out of wedlock.
That's still not yet a reason for a man to hang.
Supposition or not, you know how it'll look when it comes out.
The jury would be prejudiced against him beyond repair, yes.
But, Darcy, we must believe in justice!
Wickham has to be judged on the evidence alone.
Your duty is to answer the questions put to you as simply
and directly as you can.
Mine is to do everything to ensure a fair trial.
Beyond that, it is out of our control.
What about Hardcastle?
I don't know him as well as you do.
Is he a man to let prejudice cloud his judgment?
DOOR OPENS
"My best friend is dead, I killed him, it's my fault."
That might not be the precise order, but those were the words.
And what did you take those words to mean?
I was looking at a man in the greatest distress,
kneeling over the body of his friend.
I took him to mean that if there hadn't been a disagreement
that had caused his friend to run into the woods,
then he wouldn't have met his death.
No further questions, Your Honour.
I must congratulate you, Mr Darcy, on your remarkable presence of mind.
Here before you was a man leaning over the body
of his murdered friend, sobbing that he killed him,
it was his fault,
yet somehow you deduced that this was not a confession,
but regret for an earlier argument
that led to the victim's flight towards an aggressor
whose existence to this day remains pure hypothesis,
and who for some reason took it into his head
to murder a complete stranger!
Poaching is a serious crime.
Hear, hear!
If he had stumbled across a poacher red-handed,
the man may have panicked and lashed out!
If you believed so strongly in the existence of this poacher,
why didn't you send out a search party the night of the crime?
The woods were vast and dark,
and my first duty was to inform a magistrate.
You didn't order a search, Mr Darcy,
because you knew full well that you already had the guilty man,
under guard and in your house!
No further questions.
Thank you, Mr Darcy.
Sir Selwyn Hardcastle, please.
We know two shots were fired in the woods that night.
Sir Selwyn, could you give us your view on who fired them and why?
As the pistol in question belonged to Captain Denny,
it seems to me entirely plausible he fired...
in self-defence.
At George Wickham?
That's correct. Because he felt under threat?
That's pure conjecture, Your Honour!
Mr Alveston, I am tired of these unconventional objections of yours.
I'm merely trying to establish an alternative explanation
for the gunshots.
Sir Selwyn, do you believe Captain Denny fired the gun
at Mr Wickham in self-defence? I do.
At which point, Mr Wickham dealt him the blow that killed him!
Your Honour, please!
Facts, Mr Cartwright. For all our sakes - stick to the facts!
I believe it to be the case - it's the only logical explanation.
Sir Selwyn, throughout the course of your investigation,
have you come across any reason why Mr Wickham
might want Captain Denny dead?
I must defend my client, Your Honour,
and ask Mr Cartwright to desist from his constant attempts
to prejudice the jury's minds! Well said, that man!
Enough!
Have you come across any possible motive for this crime?
Answer the question, Sir Selwyn.
Sir Selwyn.
I have not.
No further questions, Your Honour.
Mr Alveston.
I have no questions, Your Honour.
Lizzy!
Could you leave us?
Do you want for anything, Lydia?
No.
You slept well, I trust?
Goodness! Now I'm nervous.
There's something I feel I must tell you concerning the case.
Did I tell you Wickham and I are going to America?
It's going to be the most wonderful fun! We've had our fill of England
and we'll need a fresh start once this business is done.
Wickham did something foolish which I fear may come out in court. He's always been a rascal!
Involving a girl... No, don't!
Lizzy...
Lizzy, I know you mean well, but I'm not like you.
Surely better to hear it first from someone who cares, Lydia? No.
I'd far rather hear it from the gossips,
and then I can bat them away with the contempt they deserve.
Wickham and I...
..we find our way through, you know?
We always have.
Alveston.
Colonel.
You should know,
the engagement between Georgiana and myself is over.
I believe she is waiting for you.
She was always yours, really.
She knew it, and...
so did I.
Alveston. Alveston.
The jury are returning.
It's far too soon.
Have you arrived at a verdict?
We have.
Do you find the prisoner guilty, or not guilty?
Guilty!
Silence! Silence!
Is this the verdict of you all? It is.
I swear before God almighty, I am not guilty!
Prisoner at the bar,
you have been convicted of one of the most atrocious crimes
it is in the power of human nature to commit.
It remains only for me to pass the dreadful sentence of the law -
that you be taken at the appointed time to a place of execution
where you shall be hanged by the neck until you be dead!
No!
'My dearest love...
'..George Wickham will hang at dawn the day after tomorrow.
'I can find no words to embroider that single, desolating fact.
'I had to break the news about his sister.'
George, I am so sorry.
'She's cast a dark shadow over our lives throughout this sorry affair.
'But there's no denying Wickham's love for her.
'There's much to be arranged.
'I will stay close to the prison to provide what succour I can.
'I'll be home to you soon. Darcy.'
Mrs Darcy. I heard the news about George Wickham.
I shall pray for him when his time comes.
Thank you, Reverend.
Have you heard Will Bidwell is near the end?
No.
According to Dr McFee, it's a matter of a day or two.
I did so want to see him one last time.
We were once close.
He's kept you away, too, has he?
I haven't gained admittance to his room since the murder.
You are right, it did start then.
Perhaps it affected him.
He's surely too young to have a conscience much burdened,
but still...
Madam. I need to see Will.
Not today, he's not very well.
You mustn't. I am so sorry.
No, you mustn't. Mrs Bidwell, it's important, we must speak to Will. Please, he's extremely ill. Will.
Mrs Darcy, Madam, he needs to rest.
It's all right. Will, we've have bad news from the trial.
Wickham has been found guilty and is to hang.
I'm sorry, Madam... Will, please! ..you'd better go now! I would do anything to save you!
But do you have it in your power to save another man's life?
Spare him, Mrs Darcy, please spare my child!
Mother!
I think I do.
A man came here the night of the murder.
It was Captain Denny, but I didn't know that at the time!
I thought it was the soldier who'd assaulted Louisa's virtue,
'I thought he'd come back for more!'
Open up, open up! I need to speak to Miss Bidwell.
I, I felt such rage - it was an insult to me,
as though I couldn't protect my womenfolk.
And I wanted to teach him a lesson.
I need to speak to...
'I hit him with my stick'
and he fell back and staggered off.
I tried to follow him, he was heading towards the gully
where old Darcy's grave was and I tried,
I tried to call out a warning, but...I couldn't.
By the time I caught up, there was another man with him.
Denny?
Oh, God, no!
He had a gun and he shot at me.
Stop!
And I fled.
When Mr Wickham got arrested,
I didn't think it would come to this.
I'm going to write this down, I need you to sign it for me.
Father...
..I'm sorry.
I should've been here.
Forgive me.
William, forgive me!
I've led you a merry dance, haven't I?
I've loved every minute of it!
But I've done you wrong, Lydia.
None of that.
It was the best day of my life - when I met you, Wickham.
And look at all the fun we've had. Hmm.
I didn't do it.
I didn't kill Denny.
I know.
No-one can say we didn't live it to the full.
Choose the brightest, best memory of me, will you?
Hold on to that.
Shh. (It's all right.)
The Lord is my shepherd, I shall not want.
He maketh me to lie down in green pastures.
He leadeth me beside the still waters.
He restoreth my soul...
Will is at peace.
Wickham hangs at dawn. I must get this to Derby!
It's night, Elizabeth, the journey is too treacherous!
Even if you try, you'll never make it on time.
I will take you.
I know the roads, Madam, every twist and turn.
My condolences, Darcy.
It gives me no pleasure to see this sad day dawn.
May I ask why you didn't reveal Wickham's affair
with Louisa Bidwell at the trial?
I knew by that point he'd almost certainly hang.
What good would it do to drag your name further through the mud?
Whatever others may say...
..I'm not my father.
Soldiers...arms!
Madam? I need to see the Judge. Can I help you, Madam?
What's going on down here. Judge Moberley.
What's all this noise?
The Lord is my shepherd, I shall not want.
He maketh me to lie down in green pastures.
He leadeth me beside the still waters. He restoreth my soul.
He leadeth me in paths of righteousness for his name's sake.
Yea, though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death.
I will fear no evil for thou art with me...
Wait! Stop. Wait!
Stop the hanging!
George Wickham is innocent!
By order of the court, stop the hanging.
I have a signed confession!
Take the noose from his neck. Well, hurry, take the noose!
Surely goodness and mercy shall follow me all the days of my life.
I will dwell in the house of the Lord forever. Amen.
Mrs Reynolds has found a new home for Louisa Bidwell's baby.
Why does she have to give up her child?
It's time Pemberley began to look after its own.
'Dearest Jane, I'm pleased to report that both Lydia
'and Wickham made remarkable recoveries.'
Thank you.
Thank you, thank you very much.
I'd like to take this opportunity to publicly thank my wife.
'Within a matter of hours, Lydia's spirits were restored
'and her energies consumed with flaunting her dear Wickham
'all over town.' Bye!
'I do wonder what America will make of them'
'Louisa christened her son George William Bidwell,
'in memory of her brother.
'Darcy says he will make a fine head coachman to Master Fitzwilliam.
'As for Georgiana, well...it couldn't be better news.'
Georgiana, I can wait no longer.
Will you be my wife?
Yes, Henry, yes!
Yes!
Oh, those early moments of love.
We had so little time for ours.
Yes, thanks to my best efforts to kill my feelings for you.
I very nearly destroyed the most precious thing in the world to me.
Let's look to the past only as it gives us pleasure...
..and to the future...
..only as it gives us hope.
Truly? I can't promise it'll be a girl!
I must be careful! Oh, Darcy...
..I'm so happy!
I know a million others have said it before,
but none with such justice.