All language subtitles for 1985_Anne of Green Gables #2_edit sub

Girls, would you join us in the classroom?

And how about you?
You want to join our class?

Good morning, class. Please, sit down.

I am your new teacher, Miss Stacey.

I want to begin by saying
that I think it's most unfair

that the teacher should always
have to ask all the questions,

and I'm hoping that you'll be
enthusiastic enough about my classes

that you'll pepper me with questions.

I shall do my very best
to live up to the standards

you were used to under Mr. Phillips.

But, I caution you,

I am unfailingly strict
about punctuality

and attention in class.

However, I do believe that the
best teacher serves as a guide,

and I promise you

that if you are willing to put
yourself under my guidance,

I shall do my utmost to
help you form strong ideals

ideals which will be the
foundation of your future lives.

I want to look back on this class

as being the brightest,
the most imaginative,

the most committed students
on Prince Edward Island.

Please remain after class, Anne.

I'd like to have a few words with you.

I'm disappointed in you, Anne.

Reading novels during geometry
class is a misuse of your time.

Moreover, it's a deception.

Can you ever forgive me, Miss Stacey?

I promise I won't even look at
Ben Hur for a whole week as penance,

not even to see how the
chariot race turned out.

I'm returning this to you because I Know I
can trust you not to let it happen again.

Oh, Anne, you know I want to
encourage you to read literature,

to develop your imagination.

It's a precious gift.
But not during geometry class.

Miss Stacey, I knew you were sympathetic
to the human plight the minute we met.

I understand you have a plight of your own.

Diana Barry. We were bosom friends,

but alas, her mother's refused
to even let her speak with me.

Yes, I had a visit from Mrs. Barry.

I can't understand the social
persecution of being an orphan.

It is a terrible injustice
to be falsely accused.

Sometimes people don't want
to hear the truth, Anne.

You see, it frightens them, so they put
up walls to protect themselves from it.

What we must bear in mind is all these

trials and tribulations
that pop up in our lives,

well, they serve a very useful purpose.
They build character,

as long as we can hold on to the lessons
we've learn from our mistakes.

Remember, we can always
start everything fresh tomorrow.

That is a tremendous
consolation, Miss Stacey.

Tomorrow is always fresh
with no mistakes in it.

Well, there's no mistakes in it yet.

As far as the truth goes,

don't lose heart.
Diana will always be your friend.

No matter what anyone
accuses you of, in the end.

The truth will set you free.

The truth will set you free.

Did you bring the pudding?

Excuse me for a minute, Marilla

here's something I've got
to check outside for a moment.

What do you have to check?

Oh, that girl.

Perhaps we should have the
plum pudding without the sauce.

Whatever for? I've never
served it without the sauce.

I forgot to put the cheese
cloth over it last night.

I was imagining I was a nun, on my
way to the altar to take the vows-

Well, then you were lucky that the mice
had sense enough to stay away from it.

Oh, goodness gracious.

Who could that be now,
at this hour just before supper?

Oh, Miss Stacy!

Good evening, Miss Cuthbert.

Well, I was just over at the Barry's and,

well, I thought I'd take the
opportunity to stop by.

What has she done, now?

I hope this kerfuffle with Diana Barry
hasn't made her neglect her studies.

No. No, no, not at all-quite the contrary.

Anne is doing simply excellent work,
which is why I'm here.

I wondered, would you permit
her to join a special class?

You see, I intend to give
extra classes after school

for those students who intend to
take the entrance exams at Queens.

The college in Charlottetown?

Our Anne?

She's bright and energetic,
and, well, very determined

I think that she could pass for a teacher,
or even go on to the university.

Well I've, I always thought that a girl

should learn to make a living
it's a very insecure world.

Well, of course she can join
the class, if she wants to.

Well, that is wonderful!

Why don't you stay for supper?
I'm just about to set the table.

Oh, no. Oh, no. I...
Really, I couldn't impose.

Oh, stuff and nonsense!
You wouldn't be imposing at all,

and then you can tell Anne
all about it, yourself.

Well, all right.

That was a delicious diner, Miss Cuthbert.

Oh, thank you, Miss Stacy.

Anne actually made this
plum pudding herself.

Oh really? Well, I can
hardly wait to taste it.

Oh, please, do.

DON'T EAT IT, MISS STACY!

Anne, what is wrong with you?

A mouse drowned in the sauce, Marilla.

I was working up the courage to tell
you when Miss Stacy came and...

Anne, if you intend to go for teacher,

you are going to have to give
up your featherbrained ways.

You are not interested in anything but
your silly daydreams and nothing else.

I really am trying to overcome
my faults, Marilla.

I know I chatter on far too much.

But if you only knew how many
things I want to say and don't,

you'd give me some credit.

Well, I suppose in the end it was
a romantic way to perish,

for a mouse.

- Marissa.
- Thank you.

Good afternoon. Diana.
- Thank you, Miss Stacy.

You're welcome.

Aren't you going to be
in the Queen's class?

Mother says I should concentrate
on learning to run a household

instead of pouring over books so much.

Oh, Diana. I feel as though you've
tasted the bitterness of death.

All right class. Let's start
with the Latin verbs.

We'll move on to algebra after that.

Please open your books at page three.

Now be sure you get
Matthew's meals on time,

and I should be home
tomorrow before supper.

Have a lovely time.

Do you think you'll meet
the prime minister?

Oh, if Rachel has anything to do with it,
we'll more than meet him.

He shall be subjected to a lecture
on the ills of Prince Edward Island,

the country, and the world - in that order.

- Be good girl.
- Bye.

Mrs. Lynde says the country's
going to the dogs,

the way the government runs things.

Do you think that's true, Matthew?

Rachel Lynde is a Grit.

She says,

"If women were allowed to vote, we
would soon see a blessed change".

Which way do you vote, Matthew?

I vote Conservative.

Then I'm a Conservative, too.

I'm glad 'cause Gil-, I mean,
some of the boys at school are Grits.

Ruby Gillis says that
when a man is courting,

he always has to agree
with the girl's mother

in religion and her father in politics

Ruby Gillis knows all about courting
because she has three older sisters.

Did you ever go courting, Matthew?

No, I don't knows if I have.

Never, ever, ever?

Why ever not?

Well, I couldn't do it
without talking to a girl.

Well, I'm sure there were many
broken hearts as a result.

Oh, go on.

Ruby Gillis says when she grows up, she
wants to have a line of beaus on a string

and make them crazy for her.

I'd rather have one in his rightful mind.

There are some things in this world that
even I cannot hope to understand.

Well, I don't know if I can
comprehend all of them, either.

Diana? -My little sister's
awful sick with the croup,

and Mary Joe's babysitting.
She doesn't know what to do.

And we can't get word to mother and father
because they're at the rally still.

Don't worry, Diana.
Matthew will get the doctor.

We're such kindred spirits,
I can read his thoughts.

Dr. Blair's at the rally, too.

Oh, Anne, I'm scared.
The baby can't breathe.

Get my coat, Diana.

Stop crying, Diana. I know
exactly what to do for the croup.

Ipecac is an expectorant.

Mrs. Hammond's three sets of
twins all had croup regularly, Diana,

and it was me that treated them.

She's pretty bad, but I've seen worse.

Put some wood in the stove, Mary Joe,
and boil some water.

I don't mean to hurt your feelings,
but you might have thought of that before

if you'd had any imagination.

Diana, get a fresh change of clothes,
and I'll keep administering the ipecac.

I've given her the last of the ipecac.

Mary Joe, look after the water.
We'll change the muster plaster.

I gave her every last drop of ipecac,

but it wasn't until she coughed up the
phlegm that she really began to improve.

You must imagine my relief, doctor. Some
things cannot be expressed in words.

Would have been too late
by the time I got here.

You saved this little baby's life.

I can't go to school.
I can barely keep my eyes open.

But I hate to stay at home.
Gil will get ahead and...

Gid'yup!

Morning.

Afternoon's more like it, Anne.
You slept the day away,

though no one's ever been
more entitled to it, I hear.

Did you meet the prime minister?
What does he look like?

Well, he certainly didn't
become prime minister

on account of his looks,
but he's a fine speaker.

He shook my hand.

How exciting.

I can just imagine the thrill of
the rally with all those people.

Mrs. Barry was over here
before begging to see you.

But I wasn't about to wake you.
You're invited to dinner.

I should imagine humble pie is on the menu.

Marilla, may I go right now?

I'm aching to see Diana.

I'm so ashamed, Anne.
You saved my baby's life.

I harbor no hard feelings
toward you, Mrs. Barry.

I hope you believe me once and for all
that I never meant to intoxicate Diana.

Of course I believe you, child.
I'm so sorry I ever doubted you.

Mother says you can come with us
to the Christmas ball at Carmody.

And we'd be honored if you'd
stay the night with Diana as well.

It's a very special occasion,
and you would be our guest of honor.

You can calm down because you're not going.

For a woman so adamantly
against current wine,

I'm surprised she's allowing Diana to go.

The ball is for adults, not children.

But Marilla, it's Christmas.
The minister's gonna to be there.

He's giving an address, and
that's almost the same as a sermon.

You heard what I said,
and you know what I meant by it.

There'll be plenty of balls
when you're older.

But I was invited to spend the night.
I'm to be the guest of honor.

Ah, well, it's just an honor
you'll have to forego, aye?

Now off to bed.

This is a wound
I shall bear forever.

Good night.

You'd have been proud of her presence of
mind, the way she saved that Barry baby.

Why don't you let her go?

Remember, Matthew, who
we agreed would be raising her.

Mrs. Barry just wants to
ease her conscience,

and I'm not going to allow it.

And no amount of huffing and puffing
from you, is going to change my mind.

You'd let her go to the moon,
if she had the notion.

Well, I don't approve of balls.
Just fill her head with nonsense.

Fact is, Marilla, you never went to a ball.

Fact is, this whole idea's
got you scared to death.

That little girl ought to have
all the kindness we can give her.

We've got no call to raise her
as cheerless as we was.

It ain't interfering to have an opinion.

Besides, it's Christmas.

You ought to let her go.

All right, you can go.

This is all Matthew's doing,
though I wash my hands of it.

If you get overheated and catch
pneumonia, blame Matthew.

Marilla, I dreamt last night
that I arrived at the ball

in puffed sleeves and everyone
was overcome by my regal am-

Regal, my eye.

You're dripping dirty, greasy water
all over my clean floor!

And if I have to listen to anymore of this,

I'll just change my mind,
that's what I'll do.

Well, Mr. Cuthbert, what
can I do for you today?

Well, now, uh...

I'd like, uh... Have you got any, uh...

Do you have any garden rakes?

Well now, we don't carry garden
rakes in the store in December,

but I'll check upstairs.

We may have one or two in storage.

The very last one.

Oh, that's.. that's nice.

Will there be anything else, Mr. Cuthbert?

Well, since you suggested, uh...

I might want to look at some hayseed.

Oh, we don't carry hayseed
till spring, Mr. Cuthbert.

Oh, certainly. Of course.

That'll be 75 cents for the
rake, Mr. Cuthbert.

Uh, while I'm here, uh..

I might want to look at, uh...

Wouldn't be too much trouble, uh...

Yes...

Sugar.

Sugar?

Some sugar.

Oh, white or brown?

Well, uh...

What would you say?

Well, we have some nice brown
sugar in stock, Mr. Cuthbert.

How much would you like?

Well... Would twenty pounds be enough?

Yes, I'm sure twenty
pounds would be enough.

That'll be $1.

I need a dress.

Puffed sleeves.

Puffed sleeves?

For Anne.

For land's sake, Mr. Cuthbert,
why didn't you say so in the first place?

Now, you just come with me to the window.

Oh! It's so beautiful!

Brown sugar, indeed.
I knew Matthew was up to some foolishness.

Marilla, look at the puffs.

They're ridiculous. You'll have to turn
sideways to get through the doors.

This can't be real.

I hope your satisfied, young lady.

I don't want you strutting around
here vain as a peacock,

so now you go upstairs and take that off.

I have to thank Matthew.

Twenty pounds of brown sugar.

I should have waited till Christmas, but

I thought you might want
to wear it to the ball.

Don't you like it?

Like it?

It's more exquisite than any
dress I could ever have imagined.

Puffed sleeves.

Puffiest in the world.

You are a man of impeccable taste, Matthew.

I don't want to get your dress dirty.

Diana. Enjoy yourselves tonight, okay?

I'm positively certain this will
spoil everyday life forever.

Three years, I'm going to
wear my hair like Alice Bell.

She's only seventeen and
I think she looks ridiculous.

I'm going to wait until I'm eighteen.

My, my. Doesn't Gilbert
look dashing tonight?

Gilbert? I hadn't noticed him.

It's too bad you've been so awful to him
He might of asked you to dance.

If I wanted him to ask me,
which I don't, he certainly would.

Gilbert Blythe would stand on
his head for me if I asked him to.

Ah! He looked right at you again, Anne!

I bet you couldn't get
him to dance with you.

All right, Diana. If you insist.

Good evening, Mr. Blythe.

Tell your brother I'll be seeing
him at the tobogganing party.

A glass of punch miss?
- Thank you.

Diana! You look wonderful tonight.

Merry Christmas!

Merry Christmas to you too, Gilbert.

How could you wish that
person a merry Christmas?

I gather that person didn't
ask you to dance, after all.

Well, will you give me
the pleasure instead?

Thank you. I believe I will.

I think Gilbert took your dance card.

Such a romantic gesture would be
utterly beyond his imagination.

Well then who? Josie Pie?

A secret admirer, obviously.

We should get to bed before
mother comes down.

She said we could sleep in the
spare bedroom. Isn't that exciting?

All right, then. I'll race you to see
who get the warm side of the bed.

Ready? Get set. Go!

Oh! Merciful heavens!

What is the meaning of this?

Aunt Josephine. Mother said you
weren't coming until tomorrow.

Is that any reason to try
to kill me in my sleep?

Diana Barry, you are the worst
behaved girl I have ever known.

Your parents will certainly
hear about this outrage.

It's all my fault, ma'am.
It was my idea to race.

And we didn't know you were in here.
Honestly, we didn't.

Please don't tell mother, Aunt Jo.
We're terribly sorry

I most certainly will tell her.

She'll want to know the reason
why I changed my mind

about the music lessons
I was going to pay for.

You need a few lessons in behavior
more than in music, young lady.

Now get out of here and let a
poor old woman get some sleep.

This is really dreadful, Anne.

I've always wanted music lessons,

and she's the only one in the family
who's rich enough to pay for them.

I'll explain tomorrow. Don't worry, Diana.

She'll probably leave in a big huff
first thing tomorrow morning.

But I don't care. She's only father's
great-aunt never been close.

It was pretty funny, wasn't it?

Did you see the look on her face?

I won't have you lose your
music lessons because of me.

I'll just have to have a talk with her.

Anne, don't. She'll eat you alive.

I've had lots of practice in making
apologizes before. Just leave it to me.

All right.

What?
Come to finish the job?

Sorry I startled you, ma'am.

Who are you?

Anne of Green Gables
and I've come to confess.

Confess what?

I'm not interested in the confessions of
assassins who masquerade as little girls.

It was all my doing, Miss Barry.

Diana would never think of such
a thing as racing to a bed

and jumping on it.
She's far too lady-like,

whereas I am merely an orphan
who doesn't know any better.

So I think you ought to forgive Diana
and let her have her music lessons back.

Oh, you do, do you?

Yes, ma'am.

Do you have any idea
what it's like to be wakened

from the few hours of precious hours of
sleep granted an old woman in a strange bed

by two ferocious, wild girls
landing on her head?

I don't know. I can imagine it must
have been terrifying in the extreme.

And if you had any imagination you
could have put yourself in our place.

I haven't been in your place for 47 years,
thank you very much.

Don't you have any imagination, Miss Barry?

My age, imagination is a threat to life.

Well, we honestly didn't
know you were in there,

and you scared us half to death.

You should just imagine how
exciting it was going to be for me

to sleep in a spare bedroom, reserved for
important company such as yourself.

As it was, I had to sleep with Minnie May,
and you don't know how she kicks.

Mine was the sleep of the bitterly
disappointed, Miss Barry.

I was forced to lie awake all night

with the knowledge that I
had cost Diana her career

as a world famous concert pianist.

I suppose your claim to
sympathy is as valid as mine.

Do you know what I am composing here,
Anne of Green Gables?

I'm sure I don't, Miss Barry.

It's a note expressing my
outrage to Diana's parents.

The trouble is I don't
feel outraged anymore.

So, what do you suggest.

Perhaps if Diana apologized, which she's
too frightened to do at this moment.

I have a better idea.

Suppose I reinstate her music lessons

in exchange for

you coming to visit me in
Charlottetown on occasion?

Me, Miss Barry?

Yes, you, Anne of Green Gables.
Diana can come along as well.

You amuse me, and precious little in
this world amuses me at my age.

You seem a very interesting old lady to me.

You're not an old ogre at all, are you?

I didn't mean that. Excuse me, Miss Barry.

I most certainly am an old ogre,

and don't you let on any different.

Will you come and see me?

Then go tell Diana she can
be a concert pianist after all.

Thank you, Miss Barry. We appreciate
your making up your mind so swiftly.

Good day, Anne-girl.

You wouldn't think so to look at her, but
she is definitely a kindred spirit, Diana.

Please find enclosed, two silver bagels.

One for you and one for the Anne-girl.

I want to become better
acquainted with you both.

If you come to town for a visit,

I will put you up in my very
sparest of spare rooms.

Yours very truly, Aunt Josephine Barry.

You know, Diana, kindred spirits aren't
as scarce as I used to think.

Anne, do you intend to daydream
during the Charlottetown exam?

Five minutes, class.

Well, don't worry. In two days,
it will all be over.

This is one of those rare moments

when not even my imagination
can solve my anxiety.

- Hello, Aunt Jo.
- Diana.

So, you've come to see
me at last, you Anne-girl.

Mercy me. You're both so much
better looking than you used to be.

I'm sure Diana is. My hair is still red.

Come in, come in, John. Take the bags
right upstairs. Wipe your feet.

Aunt Jo.

You must be tired from your trip.

Nancy will prepare your
bath and look after you.

I suppose you want to cram
for your exam tonight.

Miss Stacy made me promise not to open
a book, so I won't get the jitters.

In that case, we can have a leisurely
dinner after you've freshened up.

And following your exam tomorrow,
I've planned a tremendous surprise.

Nancy, tell John I will have my
tea with him in the palm room.

I've never been here before.
I didn't know she was this rich.

No wonder she has so little imagination.

That's one consolation about being poor,
you have to dream all this up.

I wish I could go with you
and help you somehow, Anne.

Don't make me nervous.

I'm trying to imagine away this horrible,
fluttery feeling around my heart.

I have faith in you. You'll pass all right.

I'd rather not pass at all than
come out somewhere in the middle.

Matthew and Marilla, Miss Stacy.
Everyone has such great hopes for me.

It would be such a disgrace if-

Gilbert came first?

I suppose I'd settle for beating
Gilbert Blythe, if I had to.

Just keep thinking about Gilbert, then.

Yes, Gilbert.

Please do not touch your papers until all
the examinations have been distributed,

or they will be discounted completely.

You may now begin.

Ah. For one awful moment, I felt
exactly like I did three years ago

when I asked Marilla if I was
to stay at Green Gables.

You had me worried there for a moment.
I could see you turning green.

Oh, but I knew you'd pull through.

Well, pass or fail, I'm going to miss
you tremendously, Miss Stacy.

I want to wish you all the luck
in the world, Anne Shirley.

If anyone deserves to be
successful, it's you.

I'll be watching out for
you, even from Halifax.

So, you really are going to leave Avonlea?

I have my own little set of troubles.
Oh, nothing to worry about.

Remember, true friends are
always together in spirit.

Thank you, Miss Stacy,

for giving all of us the chance
to make something of ourselves.

Someone else wants to say goodbye.

I want to remind you of
something you once told me.

Tomorrow is always fresh

with no mistakes in it.

I was born for city life.

And what's your opinion, Anne.

I hadn't thought seriously
about it until now.

I think I would probably come to the
conclusion that I'd like it for a while,

but in the end,

I'd still prefer the sound of the wind
and the birds across the brook

more than the tinkering of crystal.

What do you think now, Anne?

I was wrong.

I don't see how I could ever return to
common life after this, Miss Barry.

Madame Selitsky had a definitive
alabaster brow, Diana.

Did you see Alice Bell there, parading
around like she had an alabaster brow?

If I had Alice Bell's crooked
nose, I wouldn't-

Oh no, I shouldn't have said that.
That's uncharitable.

I was comparing it to my own
nose and that is vanity.

Someone complimented me
on my nose long ago and

I'm afraid I've thought about
it far too much ever since.

I ought to hire you as my
court jester, Anne-girl.

I wasn't meaning to be funny.

Well, I hope you both enjoyed the matinee.

Oh, immensely.

And you, Anne.

Unforgettably.

Then you must stay with me
when you come back and study.

Maybe I'll come stay with you, too.

You'd both be welcome!
I haven't has so much fun since-

Well, never mind in how long since.

I thought Marilla Cuthbert was an old fool

when I'd heard that she'd
adopted a little orphan girl.

But I see now which of us was the old fool.

- Bye, Aunt Jo!
- Bye, girls.

Bye, Miss Barry.
- Bye! Thank you!

Thank you for everything!
- It was lovely having you here.

Hello there, Gil. You're on
your way home, too?

Yes, sir.

Well, I wish we could offer you a ride.

Oh no, that's all right. I'm
meeting Moody at the station.

Anne, I wish you luck on the exam.

I hope you come in first.
You've worked hard.

Thank you, but I'm sure
the first will go to you.

Well, I guess we'll see, won't we.

Ruby, you be Elaine. You're the
only one who has golden hair.

I couldn't lie there and pretend I was
dead. I'd die of fright. Honest.

You be Elaine, Anne. This is your idea.

A red-haired person
cannot play the Lily Maid.

Tennyson would never approve.

Your complexion is just as fair as Ruby's.

And anyway, your hair's darker
now than just plain old red.

Really?

I'd say it's definitely auburn,
and that's sort-of close to blonde.

Well, all right. It isn't not authentic.

Lay the piano cover over me.

Gosh, she really looks dead.

I'm frightened. Mrs. Lynde
says that acting is a sin.

Ruby, keep quiet.
You're spoiling the effect.

Besides, this is hundreds of years
before Mrs. Lynde was born.

Diana, you arrange all of this.

It's ridiculous for Elaine to be talking
when she's supposed to be dead.

All right. Jane, the flowers.

Now she's ready.
Anne, for gosh sakes, smile a little.

It says here,
"Elaine lay as though she smiled."

That's better.

All right, ladies. Let us send
her to her watery grave.

There she weaves by night and day.

A magic web with colours gay.

She has heard a whisper say.

A curse is on her if she stay.

To look down on Camelot.

And at the closing of the day.

The broad stream bore her far away,

And as the boat-head wound along.

They heard her singing her last song,

The Lady of Shalott.

She looked so good with her hair.

Anne!

She drowning! Anne's drowning!
- We have to go get some help.

Anne's drowning!

Anne Shirley.

What in heck are you doing?

Fishing for lake trout.

For lake trout?

Nobody's home.

It's too late. She's drowned
and we're murderers.

Matthew. Come on.

Well, if you must know,
I was in Diana's skiff

but it sprang a leak and I
had to climb onto the piling or sink.

Now, if you'd be so kind as
to row me to the landing.

Ah, I see.

Well, then the fact is I rescued you.

Help is on the way and
I was calmly waiting for it.

You're most welcome.

I am grateful for your
assistance, Mr. Blythe,

even though it was not required.

Now, if you'll excuse me,
I have to find my friends.

They are likely overcome
with fear for my life.

Well, Anne, wait. Wait a minute.

I was just down at the post office to see
if the Queens results had been printed.

Congratulations on coming first, Gilbert.

I'm sure you're very proud
of your achievements.

Wait a second, you ninny.

We tied for first place. You and I.

I figured you'd have it for sure.

We all passed, our entire class.

First of all two hundred?

I'm sorry you had to share it with me.

I never expected to beat you.

Can't we be friends?

This childishness has gone on
long enough, don't you think?

The fact that you rescued me unnecessarily
hardly wipes out past wrongs.

Look, I'm sorry I ever said
anything about your hair.

No idea how sorry.
It was so long ago.

Aren't you ever going to forgive me?

You hurt my feelings excruciatingly.

I only said it because I,

because I wanted to meet you so much.

Why did you turn your back
on me at the Christmas ball?

Anne, that was over a year ago.

It was a deliberate humiliation.

And I knew exactly what you
were thinking, too, Anne Shirley.

You and Diana Barry.

Look, can we be friends now?

Why don't you figure it
out, if you're so clever.

Anne, wait a minute.

Everyone will think I've drowned.

We thought you were dead.
It was all our fault.

And Ruby's having a fit.
Oh, Anne, how did you ever escape?

I climbed underneath the bridge,

and Gilbert Blythe came along
and rowed me to shore.

Oh, how romantic! Of course
you'll speak to him from now on.

Of course I will not!

I don't ever want to hear the
word "romance" again, Jane Andrews.

It's easy enough in Camelot, but it
certainly isn't appreciated in Avonlea.

Oh, I'm sorry I frightened
everyone so. It was all my fault.

Well, I'm sure that
John Barry will be pleased

to hear that he no longer
owns a dory, Anne Shirley.

Oh, you do beat all, girl. When
are you going to have any sense?

I think my prospects are brightening.
I just saw the pass list for Queens.

For better or for worse I tied,
with Gilbert Blythe, for first.

First?
- Oh, Anne. You must be so proud.

I must say, you've done pretty
well for yourself, Anne.

Well, I guess she has done well, Marilla.

Far be it from me to be
backwards when praise is due.

You're a credit to us all and
we're all proud of you.

Woap.

Good afternoon, Miss Cuthbert.

Good afternoon.

I'm Gilbert Blythe.

Yes. You've grown into quite a young man.

So, you must be very proud of Anne.

It's a real challenge
keeping up with her at school.

Yes, Matthew and I are both proud.

She has the talent to make
something of herself.

But she's still very young, Gilbert.

Good afternoon.

Good afternoon, ma'am.

So, what are you going to recite, Anne?

I've decided to give The Highwayman.
It's very pathetic.

Laura Spencer is giving
a comic recitation,

but I prefer to make people cry.

Are you nervous?

A little bit, even though I've
stood out in public so often.

But I feel very well-prepared
and that helps.

Well, this organdy will look
elegant under the

electric lights at the White Sands Hotel.

Oh, mother tried to convince me
to audition for a violin solo.

Can you imagine?

I mean, I haven't picked
up a bow in three years.

The Charlottetown hospital is
a worthy cause and all,

but I am not prepared to
suffer humiliation for it.

We're all amateurs.

They may be very sorry they've asked
any of us to do it when it's all over.

Oh, hardly the case with you, Anne.

After standing first at Queens, you
can do no wrong in this community.

Someone ought to tell that to Marilla.

Well, Mr. Cuthbert is sure proud.

He plunks down his money
awful quick these days

for anything I tell him is
pretty and fashionable.

Alice Lawson! You devil! Don't you go
abusing Matthew's generosity to me.

You do have good taste though.
I'll see you at the concert.

Hello, Anne.

Whoa.

Can I offer you a ride home?

You promised we were going
to be friends. Remember?

Well, All right then.

It is rather awkward with all these.

It was good of you to stop.

Seems I'm developing quite a habit of
getting you out of awkward situations.

I thought a lot about what
happened at the bridge, Gilbert.

What I mean to say is,

it was very rude of me to
just run off like that.

But I was very overwrought
over learning my score, our score.

I mean, I wasn't myself.

That's all right.
Life's too short to hold grudges, anyway.

It's valiant of you to say so.
You'll go far with that kind of attitude.

You know what you're going
to study at Queens, Anne?

I intend on taking my
teacher's license in one year

instead of two, like Miss Stacy suggested.

Gee, I was imagining you would
have a career on the stage.

Well, I think you'd make a swell
actress, especially as the Lily Maid.

I hear you're giving The Highwayman
at the White Sands recital.

My life is an open book I see.
Who told you that?

Well, I have a little confession to make.

I was just at the Lawson's myself and
Alice told me you were walking home.

I'm going to try to get you an
encore while you're up there

so make sure you have a
second selection ready.

No one is going to encore me.

Well, I would. Especially if I had the
honor of escorting you to the concert.

Uh, I don't know. I promised
the Barry's I'd go with them, but

I think you're old enough to
make up your own mind, Anne.

I've always been old enough
to make up my own mind.

Very well then, Gilbert.
I'd be pleased to accept your invitation.

Could you let me off at the corner, please.

I'm going to take a shortcut
and show Diana what I bought.

Well, say something, Matthew.

She was holding his hand.

She'd have to hold his hand if he
was helping her out of the buggy.

What was she doing in that buggy?

Nothing worth all this fussing.

She's just a child, Matthew. She
doesn't know what she's doing.

Hello everyone.
Sorry I was late.

I stopped over at Diana's and she just
loves the material you chose, Matthew.

Anne Shirley, I've just been
informed by a reliable source

that you were seen at Avonlea crossroads

in a buggy with a young man.

Marilla!

He only offered me a ride home.
He was just being friendly.

Not according to Rachel Lynde.

Rachel Lynde?

Yes. Rachel Lynde saw you.

Marilla, she ain't done nothing wrong.

Matthew. Remember,

in the beginning, I told you
not to put your oar in.

I'm sorry I lost my temper, Anne.

Marilla, please. I never meant
anything to come of all this.

And nothing has, as yet.

Anne, you've changed so much.

Grown so tall and

so stylish.

You don't belong in Avonlea anymore.

Get lonely I just thinking about it.

You'll be going off into the
world to make your way and

you don't want to make any ties here
that you might come to regret later.

Doesn't matter where I go or how I change,

always be your Anne.

Anne of Green Gables.

I want you to give this to him.

"Dear Gilbert,

I regret that I will be unable to attend
the White Sands concert with you.

Sincerely, Anne Shirley."

Why won't you go with him?

Plenty of reasons why I won't go.

I only accepted in first place
because he dared me.

Well, I think you owe him an explanation.

I hope you don't ruin your
dress driving there in the dust.

It's far too thin for this damp
weather. I'm sorry agreed to it.

Thank you, Matthew.

Well, there's no sense in saying
anything to you, Matthew,

but those pearls look
absolutely ridiculous.

I don't know where
you get these silly ideas.

Matthew is proud of the way I look.

Anne!

They're here. Thank you,
Marilla and Matthew.

I mustn't keep them waiting.

Now, mind you keep your
dress clear of the wheel.

Good luck, Anne!

I'll be watching for you both.

Gilbert gave me this in
return for your note.

He's coming to watch you anyway.

I didn't want Jane or
Gabby Brothers to see me.

...to your own opinion.

It would have been easier
if you told me in person,

if you still consider me your friend.

Sincerely, Gilbert Blythe.

I won't be accused of
being a coward, Diana.

He doesn't understand.

Tell him I'll speak to him the first
minute I can steal away tonight.

Calm down, Anne.

I'm so ashamed.

I can't go up on that stage. I can't.

I'll be merciless if I fail.

You've never failed at
anything, Anne Shirley.

Go on.

Ho! ho! the breakers roared.

At daybreak,

on the bleak sea-beach,
A fisherman stood aghast,

To see the form of a maiden fair,

Lashed close to a drifting mast.

The salt sea was frozen on her breast,

The salt tears in her eyes.

And he saw her hair,

like the brown sea-weed.

On the billows fall and rise.

Such was the wreck of the Hesperus,

In the midnight and the snow!

God save us all from a death like this,

On the reef of Norman's Woe!

Mrs. Evans has just completed
a European tour.

Oh, she's a prodigious talent.
I was moved beyond words.

On behalf of the Charlottetown hospital,

I would like to offer our
indebtedness to Mrs. Amelia Evans

for gracing us with such
a stirring performance

in support of today's benefit.

Thank you.

And now, ladies and gentlemen,

I would like to present one of Avonlea's
most celebrated students,

who achieved the highest standing

in the recent entrance
examinations to Queens Academy.

Miss Anne Shirley.

It will be amusing to see what

arises from the local amateur actors.

The wind was a torrent of
darkness among the gusty trees.

The moon was a ghostly galleon
tossed upon cloudy seas.

The road was a ribbon of
moonlight over the purple moor,

And the highwayman came riding.
Riding, riding,

The highwayman came riding,
up to the old inn-door.

One kiss, my bonny sweetheart,
I'm after a prize tonight,

But I shall return with the yellow
gold before the morning light.

Yet, if they press me sharply,
and harry me through the day,

Look for me by moonlight,
Watch for me by moonlight,

I'll come to thee by moonlight,
though hell should bar the way.

Back, he spurred like a madman,
shouting a curse to the sky,

With the white road smoking behind
him and his rapier brandished high.

Blood-red were his spurs in the golden noon

wine-red was his velvet coat.

When they shot him down on the highway.

Down like a dog on the highway,

And he lay in his blood on the highway,

with the bunch of lace at his throat.

Encore! Encore!

Dear, you were splendid. Go back.
Go back they're encoring you.

- I can't go back.
- Yes, you can.

Anne, I have to admit I was so proud.

Your recitation was as
magnificent as Mrs. Evans

I saw you fawning over Anne Shirley.

Well, you sure couldn't get up
there and give a recital like that.

I could be up there on stage.

Well, I'd like to see that
sometime, Josie Pye

...was with the lovely titian hair.
- Whatever that means.

Plain red, it's just a
fancy way of saying it.

Well, he thought you were wonderful anyway.

You'll forgive me for stealing
her away again, won't you?

There are so many people waiting
to meet our young Miss Shirley.

Will you excuse me?
I don't mean to be rude,

but there is someone I
absolutely must speak with.

I'll return right away. I promise.

Very well, dear. But hurry up,
I have important people waiting.

Gilbert! Gilbert!

I'm sorry I didn't get a
chance to talk to him, Anne.

Blame me, if you want.

It's all right, Diana.

Some things just aren't meant to be.

Did you see all those diamonds?

I wish I were rich and I could
spend my whole summer at a hotel

eating ice-cream and chicken salad.

You know something, Diana? We are rich.

We have sixteen years to our credit,

and we both have wonderful imaginations.

We should be as happy as queens.

Look at that!

You couldn't enjoy it's loveliness
anymore if you had ropes of diamonds.

I don't know about that.

I'm content with my string of pearls.

Matthew gave them to me with as much love

as ever went into any of
those stuffy women's jewels.

I am happy Diana, and nothing
is going to hold me back.

Hurry up, Anne. Do you think the
train is going to wait for you?

I'll take it, Matthew. It'll be
easier if I go quickly by myself.

Getting emotional over nothing.

Nothing? You both mean everything to me.

All this foolishness.
You might as well kiss him, too.

All aboard!

I'm afraid for her, Matthew.

She'll be gone so long.

She'll get terrible lonesome.

You mean, we'll get terrible lonesome.

I can't help wishing that
she'd stayed a little girl.

Mrs. Spencer made a lucky mistake, I guess.

It wasn't luck, it was Providence.

He knew we needed her.

Even with her queer little ways.

I loved her for them.

I like people who make me like them.

Saves me so much forcing
myself to like them.

Oh, but I'd be a much happier woman
if you stayed at Beechwood with me.

There's no other place I'd
rather be, Miss Barry.

I know it's impractical.
You need to be near the school.

The lady who runs this boarding house

is a gentle woman of
reduced circumstances.

You'll be quite safe.
Here we are, Peter.

Miss Barry said you have
a creative turn of mind,

so I've given you my best room,
looking out over the street.

Thank you, I'm sure.

Cheer up, now. I've had dozens of
students and not lost one of them yet.

If there's anything you
want, just let me know.

Thank you.

I can't cheer up.
I don't wanna cheer up.

I'd rather just be miserable.

Those of you who have elected
to complete the program

for the teacher's license

in one year instead of two,
have a difficult struggle ahead of you,

but you're here because we
know you're capable of doing it.

These first two weeks will
be a probationary period

in which you can decide
whether you really want

to complete the program in a single year.

In that sense,

these first two weeks will be the
most important you spend at Queens.

Bear that in mind.

Anne Shirley! You look positively ill.

Whenever your nose and eyes get red,
you just seem red all over.

Tell me, how are the first
year students doing?

Our French professor is a dream.
He's the cutest mustache.

Come for lunch and I'll tell all. I'm
meeting Jane and Ruby and some others.

Thank you, but I have
other business to attend to.

Gilbert won't be there, if that's
what's worrying you.

Whatever do you mean?

Gilbert Blythe is a rake,

and after his insulting behavior
at the White Sands concert,

I've decided to completely ignore him.

Besides, there are far more dashing
young men around here anyway.

I'm amazed that Gilbert
could even insult you.

Anne!

We've been looking all over for you.
- What's second year class like?

I don't know anyone. I wish you people
had decided to go into second.

Second? I'll be lucky if I pass first.

I don't care if I don't pass.
My father can afford to send me back.

You know, Anne,

Frank Stafford told me that the
graduate that receives the highest

mark in English Lit. this year
wins the Avery scholarship

$250 a year for four years.

Are you sure?

The board of governors is announcing it
tomorrow. I'll be you for sure, Anne.

I don't know. This is a much bigger pond
we are swimming in now than in Avonlea.

Will you two goody-goodies
control yourselves.

There's a lot more to do around here
than keeping your nose in the book.

Come on.

So, you have been here one week

and already you are planning to take
an arts degree from Redmond College.

I fully intend to win that Avery
scholarship if hard work can do it.

I never knew a girl with such ambition,

except perhaps myself.

But my ambition was for money.

God knows I've succeeded.

I've never really considered money.

Probably just as well,

though I can hardly believe I'm saying so.

Wealth can be very empty when you
don't have someone to share it with.

But by the time I realized that,
no one would have me

except men who wanted
my money more than I did.

You aren't lonely, though, are you?

Not with you in town!

Now tell me,

have you made all kinds of interesting
friends your first week here, then?

I've a small circle of friends,
but no bosom friends, mind you.

And what about young
men in that circle of friends?

I've become too practical
for romance. Like Marilla,

I shall probably end up an old maid.

Miss Barry, I didn't mean that.

It isn't all bad.

A married woman could never be
as cantankerous as I am free to be.

But it's not a circumstance
I'd recommend for you.

Make a little room in your plans
again for romance, Anne-girl.

All the degrees and scholarships in the
world can't make up for the lack of it.

May I leave this for Gilbert Blythe?

You can take it to him yourself,
miss. He's across the hall.

Thank you.

Can't you just picture it, Gilbert

Emily Clay, winner of
the Avery scholarship?

Don't be too sure.

Dear Marilla and Matthew,

It hardly seems possible that
the term is almost over.

I've become so preoccupied with my work,

I've almost lost track of time.

But here I am with exams
looming up before me,

and for the time being, they
are all there is in the world.

But, as Rachel Lynde used to say,

The sun will go on rising and setting,

whether I fail in geometry or not.

I think I'd rather it
didn't go on if I failed.

I miss you both very, very much.

Yours lovingly, with all my heart,

Anne.

She sounds unhappy.

Oh, cheer up Anne. You have to
win at least one of the awards.

I'm not sure I care anymore.

That's a fine attitude
after all the work you've put in!

I have no hope for the Avery.

Everyone has practically said
that Emily Clay is getting it.

You'll probably get the gold metal, then.

Well, I'm not going to
look at the bulletin board.

I'm going to go straight
to the girls' dressing room.

I'll come find you then.

If I fail, just say so, Jane.

Don't break it to me gently,
and don't sympathize.

Hip, hip, hurray! Hip, hip, hurray!
Hurray for Gilbert Blythe,

winner of the gold metal! Yeah!

Three cheers for Anne Shirley,
winner of the Avery!

The Avery! Hip, hip, hurray!
Hip, hip, hurray!

Hurray for Anne Shirley,
winner of the Avery! Yeah!

Isn't that breath of mint delicious?

I can't bear the thought
of leaving here again.

Four long years.

I'll probably be old and gray
when you do come back, Anne.

More likely married to a
dashingly handsome young man

and too busy with babies to be interested
in your former bosom friend.

Such as who? Moody?

I'll pray that someone wonderful comes to
Avonlea and sweeps you off your feet.

Gilbert's getting the
Avonlea school you know.

He isn't going to college?

His father can't afford to send him
so he's going to earn his way.

Did you ever explain to him?

Some books are better left on the shelf.

I wish him luck, though.
He's a determined young man.

Then as far as you're concerned,
he's fair game.

Why, Diana Barry!

If you were interested in Gilbert
Blythe, why didn't you ever say so?

So I thought my bosom
friend was in love with him.

In love with Gilbert Blythe? Me?

Yes, you.

Gilbert did say that being smart
was better than being pretty.

Goodnight, dear, sweet Diana.

Goodnight Anne.

Matthew! Matthew! What is it?

I'm all right.

Please, Matthew. You need help.
We've got to get a doctor.

I've worked hard all my life.

I'd rather just drop in the harness.

I got old, I never noticed.

If I'd been the boy you sent for,
I could have spared you in so many ways.

I never wanted a boy.

I only wanted you from the first day.

Don't ever change.

I love my little girl.

I'm so proud of my little girl.

Matthew, don't.

We have stood here in

silent prayer at Matthew Cuthbert's grave,

and struggled, each of us,
to see the meaning in his life.

But the mystery of death prevails.

All we know is that we are
troubled in our hearts

that this evidence of
death comes to all of us.

In the end, all we know
is that we loved him,

and we commend his soul to Jesus.

Miss Cuthbert. Anne.

I'm very sorry for your loss.

Thank you, Gilbert Blythe.

There, now.

Oh, dear. It won't bring him back.

Keep your arms around me,
Marilla, for a little while.

Tears don't hurt like the ache does.

I know I've been strict with you.

I don't know what I'd
do if you'd never come.

But you mustn't think that I don't
love you as much as Matthew did.

It's never been easy for me to say,

the things from my heart, but

you're like my own flesh and blood now.

It's not right to cry so.

God knows best.

Oh, but he was always
such a kind brother to me.

We have each other now.

Yes. Yes.

Morning, Miss Cuthbert. And how is
Green Gables holding up these days?

Oh, pretty well. I haven't seen you
around these parts much lately.

Oh, uh, business in Carmody
takes all my time,

you know what I mean.

This sure is a lovely piece of countryside.

It is that.

People in Avonlea say it's the
prettiest acreage on the north shore.

Matthew kept up this place impeccably.

You don't want to let
it get run down at all.

Decreases the value.

Now may be a good time to consider selling

if you want to get the
highest value for your property.

Well, I can't deny that the
thought has crossed my mind.

You could certainly retire

on what I am prepared to
offer you for the place.

Thank you, Mr. Sadler.

What did Mr. Sadler want?

He once offered to buy Green
Gables and he's still interested.

Buy Green Gables?

Marilla!

I don't know what else to do.

My eyesight is getting weaker.
Dr. Spencer says that if the

headaches persist,
I might lose it completely.

What if I can't run this place?

Rachel has kindly offered
to let me live with her.

But you can't sell Green Gables!

Anne, I would go crazy if there was
trouble and I was all alone here

I'm sorry that you won't have a
home to come to on your vacations.

Oh, I never thought I'd live to
see the day when I would sell this place.

But, we'll survive somehow.

You won't have to stay here alone.
I'm not going to Redmond.

What do you mean?

I'm not going to take that scholarship.

I've already decided,
but I hadn't told you yet.

Mr. Barry said he'd
run our fields next year,

and I'm going to take
the school at Carmody.

They need a teacher and I'm
sure they'd be glad to have me.

I can drive back and forth
until the weather gets bad,

and then I'll board and come
home on the weekends.

I won't let you sacrifice
your education for me.

I won't allow it, Anne Shirley.

I am going to do it. I'm sixteen years
old and just as stubborn as you are.

You blessed girl.

I know I ought to stick to it
and make you go to college,

but I've learned better
than to stand in your way.

Gilbert Blythe will be
teaching, too. Won't he?

Yes.

What a nice looking young boy he is.

He looks a lot like his
father did at that age.

We used to be real good friends, he and I.

People called him my beau.

And what happened?

We quarreled and I wouldn't
forgive him when he asked me to.

I wanted to after a while, but I was
stubborn and I wanted to punish him first.

He never came back.

I, always felt rather sorry.

I, sort of wished that

I'd forgiven him when I had a chance.

Glad to hear you've
come to your senses, Anne.

Teachers course one year,
and off the Redmond the next.

I don't believe in women
going off to college with the men,

cramming their heads
full of Latin and Greek.

I'm doing my courses by
correspondence, Rachel.

With all the work you have to do,

teaching over at Carmody
and looking after Green Gables?

Marilla, talk some sense to the girl.

Mind your own business, for once,
Rachel, and leave her alone.

Anne thrives on studying.

Well, Marilla. She'll kill herself,
that's all there's to it.

Pride goes before the fall.

Whoa.

Hello, Anne.

Taking a short-cut, Mr. Blythe?

Miss Cuthbert said I could find you here.

Open it.

We would be prepared to agree to
your proposal to engage Miss Shirley

under contract for one year in the
post of teacher at Avonlea Public School.

That's your post?

I took the liberty of speaking
to the trustees about an exchange.

I'll be getting Carmody and
you can stay at Green Gables.

I don't know what to say.

Don't say anything.

You'd have to pay for your board.

You'll never save enough for college.
You can't-

I'll save enough.

Besides, I'm keeping up my
courses by correspondence.

So am I.

Thank you, for giving
up the school for me, Gilbert.

It's very good of you and I want
you to know that I appreciate it.

I figure you can give me help with
my work, and I'll call it a fair exchange.

Aren't you worried I'm liable to
break another slate over your head?

I'm more worried I might
break one over yours,

Carrots.

I'll walk you home.