- Well, tell me, how do you like Sanditon?
- God's sake.
Is that the best you can do?
- [Announcer] Miss Georgiana Lambe.
- You beast!
It's freezing.
(Charlotte squealing) - Miss Lambe.
(Georgiana sighing) - My keeper.
If you knew what I was forced to leave behind in London.
Don't be such a stick-in-the-mud, Charlotte.
- I'm not a stick-in-the-mud.
(water splashing) Oh!
(all laughing) - This is what your father wanted, for you to take your place in polite society.
- What about what I want?
(upbeat cello music) - In time I trust you will come to regard me with affection.
- I am no man's property.
- Ah!
- Least of all yours.
If you are not troubled by the thought of men and women toiling all day to harvest your sugar, then by all means enjoy your cake.
(plates clicking) I am besieged by fortune hunters.
As for your proposal, I would sooner be boiled alive.
If I marry, it will be on my terms.
I have had my fill of being told what is and isn't appropriate.
- Is this your carriage?
- No.
(both laughing) I know exactly who I am, I hardly need you to tell me.
(upbeat cello music) I'm not a plaything for your amusement.
(attendees applauding) - Oh, I should never have expected such a warm reception.
- It is not you.
It is because I have arrived.
- [Samuel] Why are you still unmarried?
- Because I have yet to find someone who is worthy of me.
Were I white and a man, who would question my legitimacy?
I would give every penny back, if it meant my mother would be returned to me.
It found me in the end, just as you have.
You gave me back my mother, and in return, she led me back to you.
(upbeat cello music) There is not a doubt in my mind.
(upbeat cello music) I know who I am.
(upbeat cello music)