(Source: devoureth)

(Lizzie runs across the lawn but is stopped in her tracks by Darcy’s voice).
Mr. Darcy: Miss Bennet! (Lizzie stops appallingly embarrassed. Darcy catches up with her. They both blush, deeply. They stand, not knowing what to do).
Lizzie: I thought you were in London. Mr. Darcy: (stupidly) No, I’m not. Lizzie: No. (Another ghastly silence. Then they both speak at once).
Mr. Darcy - Lizzie: I came here a day early…We wouldn’t have come… Mr. Darcy: …some business with my steward… Lizzie:…had we known you were here. I´m so terribly sorry. (They stop. He gazes at her with great emotion).
(Original script)

(Source: pemberley-state-of-mind)