The Lizzie Bennet Diaries

- I don't like it. - I'm moving to Los Angeles, not London.

No, not that.

The more I think about the way Bing and everyone left town, the less I like it.

I don't like it either, but I'm doing what I can,

and if I was wrong about the nature of our relationship,

all I can do is move forward and accept it.

No, you were not wrong about your relationship. Bing loves you, I'm sure of that.

And if there is fault here, it lies not with Bing,

but with John the Bastard, and by John, I mean Darcy.

Do you really think that Darcy engineered a convoluted plot

to keep Bing away from me? People don't do that.

Have you met our mother? I'm just being logical.

- You're just being - - No, don't say it.

My name is Lizzie Bennet and I am not being paranoid.

You really think there's a reasonable explanation for Bing

and company packing up and heading for Los Angeles? - Yes.

Okay then, say goodbye to the nice people and leave me to my delusions.

Okay, bye.

I'm paranoid? I've spent a lot of time thinking about this

and there is something rotten in the state of Jane and Bing.

People don't just change their minds like that.

And people who like each other act like they like each other

and Bing definitely acted like he liked Jane - - Guess who.

Stop it and sit down, doofus.

Wrong, it's George.

- No! - Yes!

Oh, hey, I saw your sister with a big smoothie;

she's not going to spill her drink on me again, is she?

Well let's hope not, but you would not believe the views I got on that video.