Jonathan Strange & Mr Norrell

England is plunged into chaos as ancient magical forces are unleashed. Norrell flees to the safety of his library, but is pursued by Strange who intends to free Arabella before the Gentleman's curse consumes him. Childermass tries to find a way to save Lady Pole, as Stephen is drawn deeper into the sinister world of the Fairy kingdom.

Why did you not kill him? No-one would have known.

And I am to tell Norrell that...

Henry, please. Please!

~ .. Lucas! ~ No! No, no, no, no.

I will help, I will advise, I will be with you all the way to the top.

~ Mr Lascelles. ~ He called me a thief!

He's in our minds and hearts and speech. And he's coming back.

It was a problem he never solved.

Disreputable magic, sir!

Do not laugh at me. Please.

You wish something from me?

I think he intended that we use it to help your wife.

Get him out.

I do not know any creature. I do not know what you mean.

One man who would know what magic to do.

The spells of summoning, especially the old spells of election,

And the rivers and stones and the trees, they do not know any other.

No. Chauntlucet, perhaps. Or Martin Pale's Rectification...

Which man?

Open this door!

'And let the moment of this flame's death

~ Stand behind me, Emma. ~ I will do no such thing.

No, not my books.

My library.

Mr Lascelles, come here.

my beautiful, gracious Stephen.

~ we can instruct him. But we must find him now. ~ They have gone to Lost-Hope.

Jonathan Strange!

I am not afraid.

Wellington's the man, they say.

I'm not entirely sure I'm anywhere.

Strange is determined to learn the secrets of fairy magic so he can restore Arabella. Believing madness is the key to accessing the fairy world, he seeks a way to drive himself insane. However, the Gentleman does not take kindly to the intrusion into his realm, and unleashes a terrible curse to stop him. Norrell's determination to maintain control of all magic in England costs him dearly when the government turns against him, and Vinculus offers Stephen a means to escape from the Gentleman's clutches. MORE -LESS

A great many people have come twice and bought a copy both times.

He shall pay for the advertisements.

You must be able to see all of Venice.

Prego, signore.

~ Oh, Mr Strange. ~ And I am studying. Experimenting. New magic.

Apparently, the Aureates found it a magically useful condition.

Does that make any sense to you?

And, the... And the other a thief.

~ Find him. ~ I wish to know to whom he speaks and of what he speaks.

~ I do not want a repeat of... ~ No, Papa.

Capital. Are you ready?

Yes. With tales of a... book belonging to the Raven King.

~ A moment ago. ~ Ah, good. Good.

I... I have nothing of that sort.

~ Grazie. Arrivederci. ~ Arrivederci.

~ Indeed. ~ So?

The smell of her.

Now I will claim what is mine.

and when challenged proceeded to eat the book.

My skin means that you shall be raised up on high, nameless slave.

I should have seen it. I should have known what Norrell had done.

Flora. Stand back, sir.

It is ridiculous.

I know it is often thought sense to give the servants a degree of latitude, sir, but...

You are the only magician in England. You are OUR magician.

Mr Strange...

Destiny. Didn't I tell you the hour had almost come?

Strange returns home a hero after helping to win the Battle of Waterloo, and resolves to write a book on ancient magic - to Norrell's horror. Strange's hopes for the future are shattered by a tragedy in his life, and following a confrontation with Norrell, he flees the country, determined to learn the truth about the fairy world - even if doing so costs him his sanity. MORE -LESS

That's four of them done, but, of course,

The Friends Of English Magic, sir.

I saw a lady, walking away from me.

I have ceased to do practical magic.

Your friend, madam - she's in great distress.

I do not offer anything that will not be exquisitely agreeable to you.

It is much like a tale told by the fishwives of Flamborough,

There is a ragged preacher going around the North

that Mr Strange's book will put fire into their hearts.

Nothing, sir. There's no need. There is already talk in Shropshire

I mean to say, his first reaction when his wife dies

The corpse lying upstairs is no longer your wife or my sister.

You were the very reason I did magic.

to take unto himself the soul of our dear sister here departed,

No, we must turn our attention to the life and magic of the Raven King,

~ You cannot fight him. ~ .. Page 72.

His horse got its hoof caught in a rabbit-hole and he tumbled in.

as a means to capture the souls of the little children.

We will remain in touch.

Poorly, sir.

Thank you, sir. Thank you.

Besides, I have told you nothing that is not already in my book.

Mr Norrell! What is this? You quarrel with my book?

Norrell's refusal to let Strange study ancient magic causes a split between them.

~ That was Sir Walter Pole's wife. ~ What? No. No, she was a magician.

We agreed... to say nothing further.

The gentleman at Sir Walter's house said that once you'd tasted war,

Hm...

Thank you, Mary.

She told me that she's paid you 400 guineas to be your...

Norrell will not.

Chapter two concerns the wonderful events at York,

Well, we did not attempt absolutely everything.

I am King of Great Britain, sir,

Who would wish to be governed by such frights,

for which I am very sorry -

We must say that modern magic is the only way,

Welcome to Starecross.

Believe me when I say we are here for your benefit, my lady,

He'll only write another book.

They say he has very little to do, and very few hobbies.

We do not know, sir!

Mr Strange wrote back to say he would never employ such magic.

You see, Jonathan Strange is...

".. to be drowned in a laundry tub.

Ah, he's here, Ma'am. He's quite safe.

But then I flatter myself that I am not particularly safe.

Books! I'm not permitted to read half the books.

Well, we shall see.

We require a magical court.

And why should you not?

What do you say?

I am better now, and you have Lady Pole.

"Norrell's book reads like a letter from my great aunt.

Do you really think the Raven King cares what happens to England?

I'm honoured, sir.

~ I cannot go to war. ~ There is no choice.

Jonathan Strange travels to Spain. Mr Norrell is attempting to keep his secrets hidden in London.

You know, some people think that her resurrection has made her proud

Yes, sir! Right away, sir!

My orders were perfectly clear. I think you were to take the cannon

have convinced them they know how matters stand in Portugal.

I do not want another kind of business.

to have ever saved you from anything?

beyond ourselves, Norrell and her doctors, my wife is... merely unwell.

And who loves you?

Does she not say anything about me boots?

Ah, been sleeping in the mountains, have you? Have some breakfast.

It seems rather complicated and I do not think it would work.

There, you have said it.

They may not care for soldiers.

Mr Strange. Mr Strange, this mist - is it yours?

but I fear there is danger for you.

would you be sad for her?

But do not make a bargain of my friend.

Yes, I've always heard Italian women are rather fierce.

It is unfair on the man and unfair on the wife.

under these circumstances.

The bridge, sir - away from General D'Erlon's French

I'll lead your horse around, sir.

He was followed by a tiny man that dragged him

I have been meaning to offer you an apology, Stephen,

If you wish to do me a kindness...

I have prised guts out of dying men

Mr Norrell's magical illusions manage to baffle the French Navy and secure him the loyalty of Sir Walter Pole. Some magic he has used to revive Lady Pole has released something unnatural into Sir Walter's home. Jonathan Strange's magical ability increases and he travels to London take up an apprenticeship with Mr Norrell.

Consider the condition of Mr Pitt's body and indeed, Lord Nelson's.

Arabella, I no longer have nosebleeds.

"I did have a great many magical books at one time,

~ magician, and ask to be apprenticed. ~ Gentlemen, you of all people should

In order to perform his extraordinary deeds,

The master of the castle of Pity-Me had a magical ring that was stolen

~ .. to mine. ~ What if he were to mistrust me?

You can steal English men and women from their homes

Nobody told me you were here.

The bargain is done.

I have accepted a position at the Duchess of Devonshire's.

Do you remember my mother?

Mr Norrell is the only magician in England, sir.

Yes. Yes, I do understand what you mean.

very strong on the Magicians of the Golden Age, the so-called aureates.

the spells by which he found his fairy servant, Col Tom Blue.

I'm sure I've not done anything at all.

Lady Pole!

that your Ladyship would like me to ask Mr Strange on your behalf,

Is not fairy magic useful?

Well, we should be going soon. Norrell is not likely to be late.

Everywhere things are going to ruin. Apart, of course, from magic.

They're called horses. I made them out of Horse Sand.

No, no, no, I'm afraid not.

But surely Mr Strange would understand that it is proper

~ 40! ~ Yes, you couldn't carry more than 40.

Well, not married a year and he runs away to join the Army.

Mr Norrell travels to London from Yorkshire to offer the government his services as a magician. Sir Walter Pole though refuses to align himself with such a disrespectable art as magic. After Sir Walter's sickly fiancée passes away, Mr Norrell makes a dangerous pact with a mysterious Gentleman to restore her to life. Jonathan Strange discovers that he also has magical powers. MORE -LESS

that your excellent and er... distinguished society exists here.

In York!

I read your account of the careers of Martin Pale's fairy servants, sir.

I did devote a great deal of time to Belasis in my youth, but no longer.

- (Raucous laughter) - Absolute tripe.

He murdered her. We know. We know.

(Female statue sings with instrumental accompaniment)

- I am sorry for it, sirs. - Do not be.

That hadn't even occurred to me.

Which useful position had you in mind?

There will be no retreat from Salamanca.

A person of great reputation in his native county of Yorkshire.

by which I mean, of course, the belief that all practical magicians are charlatans,

We are going to Lady Godesdone's house. It's a soirée.

Mr Norr-ell...

And I pray, do not think it would be considered an insult lo the company

A book you won't find in your library, or any other.

yet still feel its ache.

and I had so much to say, and I'm sure we will be such friends.

Shall we see your fortune?

My fortune won't interest you.

Well, that is to say, the outcome, it is quite unpredictable.

- (Gasps of surprise) MAN: He's woken up!

I purchased two spells from the man under the hedge. Would you like 10 see one?

From the man under the hedge. Do try it.

I simply wish to be able to aid you in your endeavours.

I must confess that in recent centuries,