All language subtitles for Road To Avonlea s02e07 Family Rivalry.eng

(crickets chirping)
(animals calling out)

(quiet calming orchestral music)

- [Man] Hard to believe
how Malcolm and Abigail's

little boy has grown.

- [Boy] I sure don't want
another sister, mother.

- Well Dr. Bear says there's
a possibility of twins.

(laughing)

- One brother would be
enough for me, mother.

- Well, your father and Uncle Roger

certainly were a handful,
weren't you, Alec?

- Well I mean, we, we had our
disagreements over the years,

but I wouldn't say we didn't get along.

(laughing)
- Oh Alec,

you and Roger never saw
eye to eye about anything.

- Is Uncle Roger as famous
as Aunt Hetty says he is?

- Well, Uncle Roger and your Aunt Hetty

have always been very close, Felix.

- But he's done very well
for himself considering.

- Oh well, he's one of
the most sought after

geologists in the country.

- I can't wait to see him again.

(chuckling)

- Remember when Roger pushed
you out of the barn door

into the manure?
(laughing)

You went face first down in the--

(laughing)

- Janet,

now it looks like Dr. Blair
has been here a while waiting.

Whoa.

And uh, well I've got some
things to pick up at Lawson's.

- Please finish the story, mother.

(laughing)

- Well, it all started
when Roger and your father

were raising pigs for
the Charlotte Town Fair

and they couldn't decide which one of them

should parade the pigs
in front of the judge.

So--

(horses and carriages clattering)

(humming)

- Good day.

- Hello.
- Hello Alec.

(child giggling)

- [Boy] I got you good.
(giggling)

- I don't know where
they get their energy.

I really don't.

- Children, that's enough now.

(expressing disappointment)

- Can we have a candy stick, papa?

- Maybe some other time, son.

You don't want to spoil your appetite.

- Spoil our appetite?

We just had dinner.

- That'll be $2.10.

- Could you see your way to
putting that on my account?

- Oh Amous, I'm afraid you've already

overextended your credit.

Now I told you last time--

- I know, I know, but if you could just

give me a couple of weeks
til I get the harvest in,

I'd be able to settle it with you then.

(thumping)

- Oh.
- Oh May,

now what have you done?

(crying)
- [Woman] Oh.

- [Alec] There there, you'll be all right.

- Now, it's all right,
Amous, accidents happen.

Why don't you just take the children home

and I'll put it on your account.

- Thanks Alvira.

I'm real sorry.

- I'll help you carry those things, Amous.

- Oh thanks, Alec.

Come on Steven, May, let's go home.

- Maybe I'll take a
couple of these, Alvira.

- Oh, all right.

- Here, you think you
can use one of these?

- [Steven] Thanks.

- [Alec] Here you go.

- Thanks.

(chuckling)

- One of those days, is it, Amous?

(sighing)

- Every day has been one of
those days, lately, Alec.

- Come on, it can't be as bad as that.

- It is.

- What's the problem?

- Money and luck,

neither of which seem to
come my way these days.

I'm in a bad spot of trouble, Alec.

Stand to lose the farm.

- Go on, you're not serious.

- A horse ran off, I
fell and broke my arm,

missed a couple of payments
in the past three months,

bank says I'm a bad risk.

They've decided not to extend my loan.

- That's nonsense.

Everyone knows it's gonna be a
bumper potato crop this year.

- Well, maybe for everyone else.

For me, it'll only be fair at best.

- There's no reason why you shouldn't

have an excellent crop, Amous.

- All I need's a few more weeks

and I could just get my crop in,

be able to start paying
off my mortgage again.

- I can help you get your crop in.

- I appreciate that, Alec.

It still won't solve my problem.

- Well how about if I go along to the bank

and co-sign for your loan?

- I don't understand.

- Well if I co-sign your mortgage,

then the unlikely event your
crop doesn't come through,

the bank will still get their money.

- You'd do that for me?

- Of course, that's what
neighbors are for, Amous.

(calming orchestral music)

- Aren't you finished yet?

- A piece of quartz.

An odd place to find a
rock like this on PEI.

Hm.

- That's Grandpa King's
fishing basket, isn't it?

- Aunt Hetty gave it to me
as a going away present.

- But it was promised to me.

Besides, you don't even fish.

- I use it to store my rock collection.

- You can't put rocks in there,

you'll ruin it.

- [Girl] Lunch is here,
Felix, come and eat.

- [Felix] It's about time.

- Andrew, Aunt Hetty wants to see you.

When's your father supposed to arrive?

- In about a week if all goes well.

I've really been adding
to my rock collection.

I hope he's impressed by it.

- I'm sure he will be.

- Well, I'm going to go
see what Aunt Hetty wants.

(calming orchestral music)

Aunt Hetty?

Aunt Hetty.

- Oh, Andrew, there you are.

- Sara said you wanted to speak to me?

- Indeed I do.

I uh, picked up this at the
post office this morning

and it's for you.

- What is it?

- [Aunt Hetty] Well, open it up, find out.

- It's from the
superintendent of education.

- Oh, a special citation is what it is

for your science essay.

- I'd almost forgotten about that.

- Oh your father's gonna
be supremely proud of you.

Uh, come over here, Andrew.

Uh, sit down please.

Oh, excuse me.

I have never shown this to anyone before,

but uh, I think now.

It is a collection of each and every one

of your father's report
cards and science tests.

There are also a few published articles

he sent me over the years.

- Really?

I'd like to read these if I could.

- It would be time well
spent, don't you think?

(calming orchestral music)

(splashing)

- You know I always loved
that fishing basket.

- [Alec] Hm?

- And Grandpa King promised it to me.

Now he's got it full of dumb rocks.

(laughing)

- Well settle down, Felix, I mean, uh,

it's obviously been a mistake.

- Well it's already half ruined.

- Well, it'll all be settled
once I talk to your Aunt Hetty.

- He got straight A's.

- Mmhmm.

And due entirely to Roger's
own hard work, discipline.

Though, I will confess, the
A's in English literature

were due in large part to my tutoring.

- Why didn't you go to
university, Aunt Hetty?

- In those days, well,

it was acceptable for an intelligent woman

to become a teacher, yes, but
the idea of higher education,

no, no, no, simply wasn't possible.

- Uh, excuse me Aunt Hetty,
but I have to milk the cows

so uh--

- Ah, ah, pish posh,

you've only a short while left in Avonlea.

Your time's better spent with me.

Get one of the others to
do the chores for you.

Now--

- Hetty.

- Alec?

Ah, Felix, how fortunate,
I was just thinking of you.

I want you to do the milking
for Andrew this afternoon.

He'll be very busy you see.

- He's what?

- Busy.

Not that difficult to understand, Felix.

I want you to milk the cows.

- Hetty, I need to have a word with you.

Now, you boys can run along for a minute.

Andrew I do want you to milk the cows,

despite what your Aunt Hetty says.

(crow cawing)

- That's my fishing basket.

- Hetty, what the devil are you doing

getting Felix to do Andrew's chores?

- Really Alec, that boy
has far too much potential

to waste his time doing chores.

Besides, I've given him some
important reading to do.

- Chores teach a boy responsibility.

- A boy of Andrew's caliber
need exercise his mind

far more than his muscle,
since fortunately it appears

he's inherited Roger's intellect.

- Ah, so you're trying to
turn him into a bookworm.

Look, all the boy needs
is a normal upbringing

and besides, you had
absolutely no business

giving him father's prize fishing basket.

- I see no point in getting riled up

over a decrepit old basket.

- A decrepit old,

you wouldn't let Felix
even touch the thing.

- Oh really, Alec.

- Besides, you know that
father promised that basket

to Felix for his 12th birthday, didn't he?

- Good grief.

You don't expect me to
take it back now, do ya?

- Hetty, Alec, it's Roger, he's here!

(horse whinnying)

- Father!

- Andrew.

- Father, you're here!

I've missed you, Papa.

- And I've missed you, son.

Here, come on, let me look at you.

My God, how you've grown.

- Roger.

How are ya?

- Hello Alec.

Hetty.

- Welcome home, Roger.

Goodness, it feels as if
you've been gone a lifetime.

- [Roger] Olivia.

- Roger.
(kissing)

Oh, it's been so long.

- That's quite enough
sentimentality, Olivia.

Poor man must be exhausted.

Alec, get Roger's luggage
for him, will you?

- [Roger] Oh no, no, no, no, I'll get it.

- Oh no you will not.

Alec will take care of it.

Come on, let's go inside.

I'm sure Janet and Felicity will have

some morsal for you to eat.

Oh, I wasn't expecting you
for at least another week.

You must tell me all about Brazil.

Oh and Andrew has been my
prize student all year.

- [Roger] Oh Hetty, it's been quite a year

and I have so many stories to tell you.

- Oh Roger King.

Oh, this is a surprise.

We weren't expecting you so soon.

- I had to cut short my lecture tour.

- Well, it's our gain.
(giggling)

Oh you remember Felicity
and Felix, don't you?

And uh, oh, Cecily, our little baby.

She wasn't even born
when you were last here.

- Hello Uncle Roger.

- Felicity.

Felix.

Cecily.

- Please to meet you, Uncle Roger.

- [Hetty] And this is Sara
Stanley, Ruth's daughter.

- Sara, I've read so much
about you in Andrew's letters.

- Welcome to Avonlea, Uncle Roger.

(chuckling)

- Now, this is what I call a homecoming.

- Not at all.

Your real homecoming's going
to be a small reception

that I'm, that, that,
we're arranging for you.

You can be sure all of
Avonlea will be there.

- Don't go making a fuss now, Hetty.

- Oh nonsense.

How often does this community
get a chance to honor

a world famous geologist?

- Well, I wouldn't put it quite like that.

- Oh no, no, none of your
false modesty, Roger King.

Must accept what you are, a brilliant man.

Oh goodness, that reminds me,

I did contact the Halifax Herald

for the reception, they're
sending a photographer

and a reporter to do a story
on your accomplishments.

- [Roger] You can't be serious.

- I couldn't be more serious.

- [Alec] Where would
you like me to put this?

- [Roger] Oh let me give you a hand.

- Oh no, that's all right.

I'll show Alec where it goes.

- Thank you, Janet.

- You poor thing, must be famished.

Now hear that, Janet, we must
feed our conquering hero.

(sighing)
(group conversing)

- Gee Alec, if I listen to one more minute

of Hetty's adoration, I'm
going to be sick to my stomach.

- Aunt Olivia,

what happened to Uncle Roger's leg?

- Oh he fell and hurt it
when he was a little baby.

- How?

- Sara, it happened a long time ago.

Don't say anything about it.

- All right.

(crickets chirping)

- Well all I need is a quiet little corner

to finish this report.

- Oh, well what about the parlor, Alec?

- Certainly, no one will bother you there.

Come on.

Remember the time you
threw your book at me

and broke the window?

Father was so mad, he almost
twisted both our ears off.

- This room sure brings
back a lot of memories.

I must have spent half my
childhood in here studying.

- Certainly paid off.

- Sometimes I'd put away
the books and come over here

just to watch you and
the others play hockey

down by the pond.

- Eh, you'd have just frozen
your feet like the rest of us.

- At least I would have had a choice.

If it hadn't been for my bad leg.

- Ah, Andrew.

You haven't had a chance to
be alone with your father.

I'm sure you've got lots to talk about.

I'll leave you to it.

- I was hoping you could take
a look at my rock collection.

- Oh let me just finish
unpacking my papers, son.

- Aunt Hetty told me about
the collection you had

when you were my age.

She saved all sorts of
things of yours and I um--

- Oh, now that reminds me.

I brought this for you, son.

- [Andrew] Thanks.

- [Roger] It's ore, laced with gold.

- [Andrew] Gold?

Sure don't find that around here.

- Company's still having trouble with

that smelter I developed for 'em.

- I thought that, what?

Your contract is finished
with them, isn't it?

- Well technically, yes.

Perhaps these changes I'm preparing will

alleviate some of their problems.

- Um well, could you just take a--

- Now look, Andrew,

I really must get
started on this analysis.

I cut short my tour so that

I could respond to this immediately.

Perhaps we could look at
your collection later.

- I understand if you're that busy then.

- Oh, we'll look at it in the morning.

Goodnight now, son.

It's awfully good to see you again.

- All right, goodnight.

(melancholy orchestral music)

- Off to bed so soon?

- Father's got a lot of
urgent work to attend to.

- Mm.

Well when the pressure's off him,

he'll have more time to spend with you.

- I guess.

- Things'll be back to normal.

- Bunch of dumb rocks.

(shutting door)

- Off to town, Alec?

- Yeah, care to join me?

- Sorry, another time.

Would you mind posting this letter for me?

- Ah, you finish up all
your work last night?

- No, no, just some
preliminary recommendations.

- I see.

Have you seen Andrew this morning?

- No, must still be doing his chores.

- Roger, I was uh, I was
thinking maybe we could

take Felix and Andrew over to the auction

in Carmondy this afternoon.

- I would have thought
you would have plenty

to do around here.

- Oh nothing that can't wait til tomorrow.

Might do us all a world of good,

take a few hours off, clear
your head, see some old friends.

You know the auctioneer
up there is Hugh McDonald.

- My work can't wait, Alec.

- It's just for the afternoon.

I mean,

I know Andrew would enjoy it.

- Still trying to play my
big brother, aren't you?

- Roger,

(sighing)

Come on.

(wheels rattling)

(people talking quietly)

- Alec.

Alec!

- Good morning, Amous.

How's the crop coming?

- You haven't heard the news, have ya?

- News, what's that?

- There was a run on the Abbey
Bank in Carmondy yesterday.

The Abbey made some bad
investments out West,

lost a lot of money.

Folks caught wind the bank was in trouble,

rushed to take their money out.

So they called in all their loans.

- A bank run?

- They called in my loan
and they seized your money.

- No.

(sighing)

- Alec, I don't know what to say.

I told ya everything I touch goes sour.

I'm sorry.

- It's not all lost, Amous.

You still got your crop.

You could repay me when you get it in.

I'll be over in the
morning to give you a hand.

- Yeah.

(quiet orchestral music)

(clanking)

- Alec, what is all this about?

I'm extremely busy.

A reception of this magnitude
doesn't organize itself,

you know.

Oh good heavens, Olivia,
I hope Janet remembered

to get the uh, pickled preserves.

Where is she anyway?

- She's lying down.

This will just take a minute.

Amous Sprey has broken his arm

and uh, I've offered to give
him a hand with his crops.

So for the next few weeks,
I'll be working at his place.

- Giving help to Amous Sprey is a complete

and utter waste of time.

- Hetty, that's unkind.

- You can't get large eggs
from a small bird's backside.

I mean really--

- Hetty, please.

Now, I can't possibly work both farms,

so uh, it's gonna be a
lot more work around here

for everyone else.

- I'm still busy with my reports,

but I'm sure I can spare some time

to help keep an eye on
things around here for you.

- Oh, thanks, Roger.

- Actually, I've noticed a
few aspects of your operation

which could be made more efficient.

- Hm.

- [Amous] I hope all your
help's not going to waste, Alec.

- [Alec] Have no fear, Amous,
we'll get your crop in.

(cheerful orchestral music)

- Hetty.

Have you got a minute?

- For you, always.

(chuckling)

Come on, sit yourself down.

I was just working on
plans for your reception,

but nothing that can't wait, of course.

Have you finished the report?

- Yes.

Hetty, I've been taking some time

looking at Alec's operations.

Now he's a good farmer,

but he's such a slave
to traditional methods.

- Wouldn't surprise me, though
I do try not to get involved

with what Alec does on the farm.

- Well, perhaps you should.

He works your land too and we all share

in the profits, don't we?

- Well yes, I suppose.

- Then we both have a vested
interest in what goes on here.

- Well yes, of course.

It's our farm.

What are you suggesting?

- Well maybe it's time we nudged
Alec into the 20th century.

(thumping)

- [Andrew] Strange looking
contraption, isn't it?

- Yes, indeed, the most modern
milking machine there is.

- Roger,

Roger, this telegram just arrived for you.

- Thank you.

- Oh, oh, isn't this wonderful.

Oh.
- Where's it from?

- Not bad news, I hope.

- It's the mining project.

- You don't have to go, do you?

- [Alec] All right, what are you up to?

What the heck's this thing?

- Hetty and I thought it was time

you came out of the dark ages

and adopted more progressive
farming techniques.

(laughing)

- We can't afford a milking machine.

Besides, these things are
notorious for not working.

- Now don't fret, Alec.

I've already paid for it.

Yes, out of the King trust account.

- Oh.

- Alec, we are living in
an era of changing times.

Technology is revolutionizing
the lives we lead

both in the city and the country.

If you fail to keep up,
you simply won't survive.

- We only have three cows, Uncle Roger.

- Exactly.

What you need is 20 or 30.

- 20 or 30?

- It's not a dairy farm
operation I'm running, Roger.

- You have to specialize in order to turn

a reasonable profit.

You have to look at
the farm as a business.

- Roger and I have been
discussing plans to improve the--

- Now hold your horses, you two.

I run this farm.

You could at least include
me in these discussions.

- Don't be silly, Alec.

You'd never have agreed to it.

- Well if you two are such
experts in agriculture,

maybe you should run the farm.

- Well, maybe we should
be running this farm.

- Let's get something
straight here, Roger,

you got the education, I got the farm.

Now I don't interfere in your affairs,

so don't meddle in mine.

- He means it.

(sighing)

- Listen to me, Alec, I really
was only trying to help.

You're too stubborn for
your own good sometimes.

- I appreciate your concern.

We're managing.

- I never doubted that.

You know, you've never
listened to any voice

other than your own and
probably rightly so,

so I will keep my nose
out of your affairs.

As it stands, I won't be here much longer.

- Oh?

- I must return to Brazil.

- Does Andrew know about this?

- No.

Would you be amiable if I
asked you to keep Andrew here

at Avonlea for another year?

- I don't think that's a good idea, Roger.

He's been looking forward to
being with you a long time.

- I know that, Alec, but I
feel I have a moral obligation

to complete this job satisfactorily.

- What about your
responsibility to your son?

- You're a fine one to talk
about responsibilities.

Running around taking care
of a neighbor's problems

when you should be at
home running this place?

- I just want what's best for Andrew.

- I'm not working for
my own glorification.

I'm working for my son's security.

- He's gonna be very disappointed.

- I know Andrew better than anyone else.

He'll understand.

(somber orchestral music)

(crickets chirping)

Ah.

- You have to go back
to Brazil, don't you?

- Oh, uh,

I've been meaning to talk to you about it.

It's only for another year.

It's not really a long time, now is it?

- No, I guess not.

- I knew you'd understand, son.

Whatever happened to that rock collection

you were gonna show me?

- Perhaps later.

I have other things to do.

- Later it is.

(somber orchestral music)

(rooster crowing)

(cow mooing)

- You haven't milked one cow yet.

What would you and your father do with 30?

- Why don't you just
squeal a little louder,

you little tattletale.

- Your father and his fancy ideas.

- What do you know?

- I know I want my fishing basket back.

- Well, it's not yours.

- It is so!

- Whoa, hey, hey, hey,
what's this all about, huh?

- Andrew hasn't milked the cows yet.

- Why don't you keep your nose out of

other people's business?

- Well it's way past milking time.

- That's enough, Felix.

You go and feed the chickens.

Andrew, I uh, well I
understand why you're upset.

- I'm not upset.

- Well, then you can
do your chores, right?

(cow mooing)

(cheerful orchestral music)

- The people of Avonlea are
certainly going to remember

Roger King's reception if I
have anything to do with it.

Good afternoon, I wish to
withdraw $40 from this account.

- 30 did you say?

- No, 40.

- Sign here, please.

- Mmhmm.

- And that brings your balance to $2.50.

Next, please.

- Thank you very much.

$2.50?

Well there must be a mistake.

- A what?

- A mistake.

- There is no mistake, madame.

Your balance is $2.50.

Next please.

- My good woman, there
has to be a substantial

amount of money in this account.

It is the King Trust account.

Clearly you have confused our
number with somebody else's.

Kindly check it again.

- Why are you whispering?

I can barely hear you when you're talking

let alone whispering.

- I said, check it again!

(people reacting awkwardly)

- Oh good lord, I am sorry.

I did make a mistake.

I'm so glad you pressed me to check.

I would have been in a
good deal of hot water.

Your balance isn't $2.50, it's $1.50.

- What'd you say?

(mooing)

Alec!

Alec King, I have just returned
from the bank in Carmondy.

The teller tells me the money's gone.

Good grief, Alec, what have
you done with the money?

- Well I,

I'm sorry, Hetty.

I meant to explain earlier.

- Explain what?

- It's a long story, you see,

Amous Sprey needed--

- Are you actually saying
that you gave that money

to Amous Sprey?

- I'm sure we'll get the money back.

- Why didn't you just simply

take it out of the bank and burn it?

- That money belongs to all of us.

Olivia's, Hetty's, mine.

- Amous' crop's worth
twice what I lent him.

He'll repay.

- We'll never see that money again.

Alec King, you're an irresponsible fool.

- You'll get your money back, Hetty.

I know what I'm doing.

- Oh?

And I suppose handing all that money over

to the likes of a Sprey shows
your good business sense?

You can't do anything right.

(melancholy orchestral music)

(chickens clucking)

- One, two, three, four,
five, six, seven cherry pies.

Two lemon pies--
- Janet,

- Two--
- Janet,

I need to talk with you.

- Yes, what is it, Alec?

- Well, it uh, it has
to do with Amous Sprey.

- Oh.

Oh dear, Hetty hasn't invited him too,

has she, with his brood?

- No, I don't think she'd invite him.

(sighing)

- That's a relief.

She's had me cook enough for
half the island as it is.

- Well, actually it's
about the King trust.

You see--

- This trust, Hetty to
leave all the work to us.

Oh, she's just been
impossible to deal with

since she's taken charge
of this ridiculous party.

- I wouldn't worry about
the reception, Janet.

(laughing)

- Oh, it's all very well for
you to tell me not to worry.

You don't know what it's like
to have all these pressures

on your mind and in my condition,

I'm just exhausted, Alec.

I've got to go to bed.

Could you cover those
pies before you head up?

- Janet, I really need to talk to you.

(sighing)

All right, I can do it.

Goodnight, love.

(melancholy orchestral music)

(humming)

(melancholy orchestral music)

(crickets chirping)
(cows mooing)

Shh.

Let's not wake up the whole
bloody neighborhood now, huh?

Here's to you, girl.

I know, I know.

Hm.

I know it's Roger, Roger
and his crazy ideas.

He's been my brother for what is it?

Oh 40 years or more.

We still don't get along.

And I've tried.

Really.

Really I have, I've tried.

(clanking)

Oh.

So you hate that damn milking
machine as much as I do.

Well,

well we're not gonna use it, right?

(mooing)

Right.

(cheerful orchestral music)

- Uh, don't you dare, Felix King.

Oh, Felicity, this is dirty.

You must be able to see
one's face in it, remember?

Run inside.

Get a clean one.

- You've done a remarkable job, Hetty.

I'm indebted for the the warm hospitality.

(chuckling)

- Really Roger, oh it's nothing.

- It's nothing to her, all right.

We do all the work and
she gets all the glory.

- Felicity.

- [Man] Smile please.

(thumping)
- [Woman] Oh.

(giggling)

- Oh.

- Now, maybe we could have
one in front of the house

where you were born?

- How about one with a close
member of the family, hm?

Hetty, come over here.

My sister was the one who pushed me

to become a geologist.

- Oh.
(laughing)

Now, Roger's exaggerating.

Oh, I am hardly prepared
for this sort of thing.

- It's only a photograph.

- [Hetty] What must I look like?

Everyone's gonna think this was my idea.

- [Man] Smile please.

(thumping)

And again, please.

(thumping)

- Go on.

(somber orchestral music)

(thumping)

(mooing)

(clanking)

- We were just trying to twist Roger's arm

into accepting a position
at Delhowsey University.

- Delhowsey, oh, afraid you'd
be wasting your time, however.

Roger still has significant
commitments in Brasil, you see.

Don't you, dear?

- Just for another year.

- Andrew.

- [Andrew] Just leave me alone.

- Come on, Andrew,

you're missing all of your father's party.

- [Andrew] Who cares?

(sighing)

- [Sara] Are you all right?

- He's going away.

- I'm sure it won't be forever.

Uncle Alec says he'll
be back within the year.

- That's what he says now

til something more important comes along.

I don't know, he just
keeps running and running.

Maybe things would be
different if my mother

were still alive.
(mooing)

(thumping)

- What's the matter with Molly?

(mooing)

(energetic orchestral music)

Uncle Alec.

There's something wrong
with one of the cows.

She's making an awful noise.

- Easy there, girl.

Easy.

- [Sara] What's wrong with her?

- Oh, easy.

Well, I think that she's got Mastitis.

- What's that?

- It's an infection of
the udder that cows get

when they're not milked regularly.

Andrew, when'd you last milk this cow?

- I used the machine this morning.

- The machine.

Good lord, Sara, you better
get me some hot water.

And you had better learn to
follow instructions, young man.

(sighing)

- [Hetty] The house is
always full of insects.

(laughing)

- Excuse me.

Miss Hetty King is it?

- Uh, yes, I most certainly am.

- Uh, sorry to barge in on
your like this, Miss King,

but this is rather
urgent official business.

- Oh,

would you excuse me a moment?

Why don't we step over here, hm?

My good man, what do you
mean by coming in here?

This is private property.

- Apparently you purchased
a milking machine

from McCray Farm Equipment?

- Yes, I did.

- It seems your check was returned, ma'am.

There were insufficient funds
in your account in Carmondy.

I'm here to repossess the milking machine.

- Surely it can all wait
for a more appropriate day?

- I'm sorry ma'am, my instructions
are to take the machine

away with me unless you can pay for it.

In cash.

(playful orchestral music)

- [Felix] Hey, where are you
going with my fishing basket?

- [Andrew] None of your business, Felix.

(splashing)

(splashing)

- Andrew, what are you doing?

(splashing)
- Dumb rocks.

(splashing)

- That's my basket!

- It's my basket and I'll
do what I please with it!

(splashing)
- What'd you do that for?

You stuck up little Hetty's pet!

(grunting)

- Felix, Andrew, stop it!

Someone's gonna get hurt.

(grunting)

- Alec King, I have never
been so humiliated in my,

of all things, the bailiffs arrived,

in the middle of everyone to uh,

repossess the milking machine.

- Well, let 'em have it.

- Don't give yourself airs Alec King.

This is your fault and you
act like nothing's happened.

- Look, we've got a cow
in there that might die

if I don't get the vet.

- Cow?

- Your milking machine.

- Uncle Alec!

Uncle Alec!

Andrew and Felix won't stop fighting!

Andrew tried to throw Felix in the river!

- Sara.
(energetic orchestral music)

- All right fellas, stop that!

Stop that right now, both of you!

Come on.

Felix, you know better
than to get into fights.

- He tossed his stupid rock
collection in the river

and Grandpa King's fishing basket too!

Look!

(gasping)

- [Hetty] Andrew.

- What did you do that for, Andrew?

- Because he can't stand
the blasted rock collection.

Until a few weeks ago, he had
no interest in rocks at all.

He's just trying to please you.

- That's ridiculous.

He's always loved geology.

It's your fault, you damn fool.

Since he's been in Avonlea,

you've done nothing but
turn him against me.

- Well if you really believe that,

why are you letting him
stay here with me now?

Answer me that, Mr.
Internationally Renowned Geologist.

- Alec, stop that.

- [Alec] You make me sick.

- Now I realize the mistake I've made,

leaving Andrew with someone who

can't even look after
himself let alone his family.

- Just because of that blasted accident,

you've taken your frustrations
out on me ever since.

Well, I have had enough!

You've got a chip on your shoulder

that gets bigger and
uglier the older you get!

- Alec!

Roger, you're both behaving
like a couple of children.

- Father would roll over in his grave

if he ever knew what a failure you are.

- You are so full of yourself,
you can't see past your nose.

You wouldn't lift a shovel
with that bum leg of yours.

- You weren't the one dropped
when you were a child.

- Well sometimes I wish I
was because then I wouldn't

have to listen to you
complaining about it forever.

- Well, maybe you ought
to know what it's like.

(screaming)
(splashing)

- Oh,

Roger, Roger, do something.

- He's drowning!

He's drowning!

- Alec!
(dramatic orchestral music)

(splashing)

- Let him over this way here, Roger.

Face him here.

There.

(grunting)
Two,

three--
(coughing)

(somber orchestral music)

(mooing)

(clearing throat)

(clanking)

- How's the patient?

- Well, I think she'll be fine.

Doc Griffith's got the
swelling down and uh--

- I uh,

wasn't referring to the cow.

- Me?

I'm as solid as a rock, Roger.

Then you,

you know all about rocks, don't you?

- Obviously not enough, Alec.

You know, for a second
there, I though I uh,

you were nearly killed.

- Then thanks to you, I wasn't.

- Would have been my fault.

I just don't know what came over me.

I,

can you ever forgive me?

(sighing)

- You're my brother, Roger.

You always will be.

(heartwarming orchestral music)

(rustling)

- I always hated this
job when I was your age.

- It isn't very important, is it?

- It is to the cows.

- Hm.

- Andrew, I've been thinking
about my going back to Brasil.

- I understand why you have to go back.

I just miss you, that's all.

- I am not going to allow
you to miss me anymore, son.

(heartwarming orchestral music)

- Where'd you get that?

- Took a while, but I found
it downstream in the reeds.

I want to show you something.

- No thanks.

Seen enough of your dumb rocks.

- Come on, Felix, open it.

- All right.

What's this?

- [Andrew] Maybe you could
take me fishing tomorrow

and both use it.

- Yeah.

(talking quietly)
(dishes clanking)

- Be sure you get those vegetables.

- [Hetty] Sara,
cauliflower, your favorite.

- Thank you.

- You think now would be
a good time to spring--

(mumbling)

You sure about this now?

- Yes, papa.

- All right.

(clearing throat)
(clinking glass)

Please, everyone, there's
something I'd like to say.

Andrew and I have discussed it.

We've decided to accept the position

offered me at Delhousey
University next Fall.

- Oh Roger.

- Oh.

- I would like to thank all of you

for your kind generosity,

friendship, and leadership
you've extended to Andrew

over the past year.

We all owe Alec a great deal.

Please, raise your glasses
in a toast to Alec.

(knocking)
- Alec.

Alec.

Oh, I'm sorry.

I didn't think you'd be having dinner yet.

Uh, this'll wait.

- Amous, come on in here.

- Uh,

it's not all of it, but it's
as much as I could get by with.

- You didn't have to
pay it back right away.

- Well, thanks to your help,

over the past couple of weeks,

I've made more than enough
for just half my crop.

I'll give you the rest
at the end of the season.

- That's good news, Amous, thank you.

- No, no, no, it's you I gotta thank.

There's few in Avonlea who
do what you've done, Alec.

- Good Aunt Hetty, now we can
get that milking machine back.

- Oh well uh,

I think we'll let Alec decide that, Sara.

- Perhaps you'd like
to join us in a toast.

- Oh uh,

- [Roger] Raise your glasses.

- To Alec King.

- To Amous Sprey.

- To your health.

- Good health.

(carefree orchestral music)
(birds chirping)

(crickets chirping)
(animals calling out)

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