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Guard Down · 第6話
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Lizzie comes down an open steel staircase into Netherfield's vast cool glass breakfast room, small and warm in yesterday's rumpled olive jacket and jeans against the cold minimalist space.
At the marble breakfast table, a warm Bingley asks after Jane while Caroline scrolls her phone coolly; below, a rumpled Lizzie takes a seat and answers.
Lizzie rises to head upstairs; below, Darcy watches her over the rim of his coffee cup while Caroline notices his stare.
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Lizzie comes down an open steel staircase into Netherfield's vast cool glass breakfast room, small and warm in yesterday's rumpled olive jacket and jeans against the cold minimalist space.
At the marble breakfast table, a warm Bingley asks after Jane while Caroline scrolls her phone coolly; below, a rumpled Lizzie takes a seat and answers.
Lizzie rises to head upstairs; below, Darcy watches her over the rim of his coffee cup while Caroline notices his stare.

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← Rain Check · 第5話
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Still stranded at Netherfield while Jane's fever breaks, Lizzie has to survive days in the cool glass house in yesterday's clothes — trading barbs with Caroline, fielding Darcy's unguarded stares, and puncturing a smug drawing-room debate about what makes a woman a real catch. Then her family descends: Mrs. Bennet sweeps in with Lydia and Kitty to 'rescue' Jane, gushing over the house, sprawling on the designer furniture, and demanding Bingley throw a party — while Lizzie dies of embarrassment and Caroline drinks it in. Bracing for Darcy to confirm every cold thing she believes about him with a verdict on her circus of a family, Lizzie gets the opposite: he sidesteps the insult entirely and quietly tells her that her sister is lucky to have her. It disarms her more than any cruelty could — and her tidy verdict on Mr. Darcy starts to come apart.

ページ 1

A wide establishing shot of Netherfield's sleek, minimalist breakfast room — white and steel, floor-to-ceiling glass onto wet grey grounds. Lizzie comes down the open floating staircase in yesterday's rumpled clothes, her olive-green jacket, t-shirt and jeans, dark-brown wavy hair loose, small and warm against the cold expensive space, with a wry look. Lizzie: 'Still here.'

ページ 2

At the pale marble breakfast table, Bingley half-rises, warm and concerned, coffee in hand; beside him Caroline sits cool and composed, scrolling her phone. Bingley: 'How is she?' Lizzie takes a seat across the table, composed and a little rumpled in her olive jacket. Lizzie: 'Fever's down. Barely.'

ページ 3

Lizzie rises from the table and turns to head upstairs to Jane. Below, Darcy sits apart with a coffee, his steel-grey eyes quietly tracking her across the room over the rim of his cup — and beside him, Caroline's sharp eyes flick sideways, catching him staring. A silent, charged beat. (No dialogue.)

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