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Rain Check · Cap.5
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Lizzie and her sister Jane sit with mugs of coffee at the wooden table of the warm, cluttered Bennet kitchen; a close-up shows Jane smiling shyly at a phone notification.
In three panels, Mrs. Bennet grins and schemes over the invitation, Lizzie looks skeptical with arms crossed, and Mrs. Bennet raises a triumphant finger while Jane looks alarmed.
Jane rides a bike along a country road toward a glass mansion on a hill as heavy storm clouds swallow the golden evening sky.
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Lizzie and her sister Jane sit with mugs of coffee at the wooden table of the warm, cluttered Bennet kitchen; a close-up shows Jane smiling shyly at a phone notification.
In three panels, Mrs. Bennet grins and schemes over the invitation, Lizzie looks skeptical with arms crossed, and Mrs. Bennet raises a triumphant finger while Jane looks alarmed.
Jane rides a bike along a country road toward a glass mansion on a hill as heavy storm clouds swallow the golden evening sky.

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← A Fine Pair of Eyes · Cap.4
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Caroline Bingley invites Jane to Netherfield, and Mrs. Bennet — smelling opportunity — packs her off on a bike with no ride home just as the sky turns, betting a downpour will force Jane to stay the night. The plan works too well: Jane arrives soaked, spikes a fever, and is stuck under Bingley's roof, sick. When the news reaches home, Lizzie doesn't hesitate — she walks three miles of muddy road to reach her sister, arriving flushed, windblown, and unbothered by the mud on her jeans. Caroline is appalled; Bingley is charmed; and Darcy, who came to Netherfield certain Lizzie's laughter meant nothing to him, cannot stop looking at her. Cornered into the same house for one long evening, Lizzie and Darcy trade barbs across the dinner table — and by the time the rain is still tapping the guest-room window, Lizzie catches herself not entirely hating that she's stuck here.

Página 1

The cozy, lamplit Bennet kitchen in the morning. Lizzie, in her open olive-green jacket, and her older sister Jane sit at the wooden table with mugs of coffee among the plants and mismatched crockery. Jane, quietly glowing, holds up her phone, its screen lit with a new message. Jane: 'Caroline invited me to Netherfield.'

Página 2

Mrs. Bennet lights up at the news, hands clasped, already scheming. Mrs. Bennet: 'Perfect. Take the bike.' Lizzie, arms crossed, unimpressed: 'It's going to rain.' Mrs. Bennet raises a triumphant finger, Jane looking alarmed behind her: 'Exactly. Then she has to STAY.'

Página 3

A wide establishing shot. Jane bikes out of the warm town toward Netherfield, the cool glass mansion glowing on the distant hill. Above her, the golden evening sky is being swallowed by heavy blue-grey storm clouds, and the wind bends the roadside trees. She pedals on with determined optimism, unaware of what is coming. (No dialogue.)

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