Elinor's Happy Tears ｜ Emma Thompson, Hugh Grant ｜ Sense and Sensibility

Edward, what a pleasure to see you. Mrs. Dashwood, Miss Marianne, Margaret, Miss Dashwood. I trust I find you all well. Thank you, Edward. We are all very well. We have been enjoying very fine weather. We have. I'm glad to hear it. The roads were very dry. May I wish you great joy, Edward. Thank you. I hope you have left Mrs. Ferrars well. Tolerably, thank you. Is Mrs. Ferrars of the new parish? No, no. No, my mother is in town. I meant to inquire after Mrs. Edward Ferrars. But then you have not heard. I think you mean my brother. You mean Mrs. Robert Ferrars. Mrs. Robert Ferrars? Yes. I received a letter from Mrs. Ferrars, I should say, communicating to me the transfer of her affections to my brother Robert. It seems they were much thrown together in London. And in view of the change in my circumstances, I felt it only right that she be released from our engagement. At any rate, they were married last week and are now in Plymouth. Then you are not married. No. Eleanor, Eleanor, I met Lucy when I was very young. Had I had an active profession, I should never have felt such an idol, a foolish inclination. My behavior at Norland was very wrong, but I convinced myself that you felt any friendship for me and that it was my heart alone that I was risking. I've come here with no expectations, only to profess now that I am at liberty to do so, that my heart is and always will be. He's sitting next to her. Margaret, come down. Will you stop that? What else, what else, Marianne? Tell us. Margaret. Wait. He's kneeling down. Oh, Margaret.