All language subtitles for Anne of Avonlea Part 2 1987 1080p BluRay x264-HANDJOB_track4_[eng]

What sort of
things are being said!

Well, Hattie Pringle; you
are accused of 'marking down'

her papers just
because she is a Pringle.

Here you are said
to laugh at the students

when they make mistakes.

What?

Well alright I did laugh
when Myra Pringle defined

an alligator as "a
large kind of insect".

I couldn't help myself.

Oh dear.

Mr. James Pringle, the father
of Jen Pringle claims that there

is no discipline whatsoever
at the school since your arrival

and he is circulating a
report that you are a "Foundling"

Well, it goes on and on.

Almost every Pringle parent
has written the Board demanding,

not requesting,
demanding your resignation.

Oh those cantankerous,
prejudiced old creatures!

How can anyone possibly
succeed against such tactics!

I'm so sorry Anne.

I do feel responsible...

Well, on behalf of the 15
students who aren't Pringles

I am determined to persevere.

Captain Harris has withdrawn
his rather substantial financial

support towards the college
mortgage and several of the

other Pringle families are
threatening to do the same...

I see.

So you want me
to resign as well.

Never.

The Board wants you to resign.

I want you to stay here and make
these Pringles eat their words.

If money is deemed to be the
power behind this institution,

well then you my dear Anne, are
going to compensate for every

single penny that's been lost.

But how?

Shall I give up my salary?

Oh no my dear.

Oh no, no, no...

I am going to insist that the
Board give you a probationary

term at least until Christmas.

In the meantime might you
consider mounting a lavish

benefit concert?

Highlighting a play perhaps
directed by Miss Anne Shirley...

It will have to be something
with a number of superb roles

in it though.

And strong dramatic content.

The audience will have to
be completely overwhelmed.

I think every Pringle parent
would gladly pay to see their

daughter's names in the
program, don't you think!

Let's see uh, 100 tickets
at $25 a ticket why that makes

exactly $2500...

That's an outrageous price!

Do you honestly think
anyone would pay for that?

Yes, and all the money
will go directly to the school.

You are perfectly
ingenious Miss Stacey.

We'll show the
Pringles the meaning

of the word "capitalism".

Just a minute Anne,
I think that you should have

a look at these old diaries.

Mrs. Stanton, our librarian,
and I are preparing a history

of Kingsport and we
literally stumbled across

those in the archives.

They were written by
Captain Abraham Pringle

the founder of Kingsport.

My dear Anne, if you
want to win the game

you have to
understand the players.

"I see."

"And so, for the last time the
old teacher passed by the cruel

portrait of herself etched in
the wall by her former students.

Gertrude glimpsed the old
woman's haughty loneliness

as she retreated
silently into the garden.

Shortly thereafter they
learned that the hand of death

had touched her.

And Gertrude was haunted by
the realization that she could

never thank the woman who
had silently given her so much.

It was more than
she could bear".

At this point in the term I
would like to dedicate this

short story to each of you
young ladies who have made

the first few weeks
here for me so meaningful.

Class dismissed.

What are these girls crying for?

I've been reading them a
short story, Miss Brooke.

Good grief-crying
over an English lesson!

Miss Brooke is here to
discuss my suggestion of a play

and benefit concert.

I think it's scandalous,
but my opinion matters little

since the school
needs the funds.

Exactly.

I was hoping you would assist
me in the coaching, Miss Brooke.

I don't know why you would.

Since I had nothing
to do with drawing up

this ridiculous scheme!

The most important question is,
then, who shall play the leading

role of Mary Queen of Scots?

I think - We don't want
any green horn in the role.

I'm not going to be
associated with anything

that isn't successful.

Jen Pringle is the only
one I can think of who could

play the part.

No one else has the
necessary personality.

I can't deny that Jen has
a natural flair for acting.

Then it's all settled.

Why, I think Miss Brooke
will make an excellent coach.

And Miss MacKay and Miss
Kerr can do the decorations

and I'll see to the hiring
of the hall and the band.

Perhaps I can even entice a
famous soprano from Fredericton

to sing between
acts at no charge!

I trust she'll
sing for the creditors

if the whole thing flops!

But, don't say
I didn't warn you!

Make your brush stroke move like
furious fire, furiously.

shoot out!

Make great big stitches
so they won't show.

I implore you!

Don't just stand
there like limp rags...

Help me, help me.

Feel it, feel it!

Let go the Queen.

Myra, you're using
you upstage hand.

You're hiding your face.

Help me my mistress, have mercy.

Mercy nay I am innocent.

Save me sweet lady.

Will ye slay save me too?

Drag him away,
pluck his hands off her.

This scene looks ridiculous.

I am not gonna lower
myself any further.

Hattie you're as
stiff as a poker!

I can't help it.

I don't want to bruise myself.

If I can go down easily, I will.

You've all seen
Essie carrying on.

Now do it this way.

I am innocent,
save me sweet lady.

Oh!

...now the Queen she
orders the guards to halt.

But the guards drag Rizzio away.

Now Hattie, you try it.

I am innocent, save me
sweet lady uh huh, uh huh.

I refuse to play opposite her.

Well, she is the only one
who can be remotely convincing

as an Italian musician.

Do what you can Miss Brooke.

Well, don't blame me
if the audience leaves.

Once more Hattie,
and please relax!

Emmeline!

Emmeline!

What is it, what is it?

We've missed having
you in our play.

Oh, I'm so sorry about what
happened with your father.

Once everything's calmed down
I'm hoping I can get a chance

to speak with him
and try to explain.

He isn't here.

He's gone back to Boston.

Oh, Miss Shirley, I've
always wanted to do a play...

I've never had much of
a chance to do anything.

Papa will never let me
come back to this school.

I am to spend the rest of the
year with grandmama, alone.

Oh Emmeline...

Perhaps I can get
another copy of the play.

I'll coach you at
home, if you like.

I'm sure your father
will let you come back

to college next term.

I don't think so.

I don't think
grandmama will either.

I had to sneak out while she
and Aunt Pauline were napping.

Is someone helping you
along with your studies?

You don't want to fall behind.

Well, then I shall have to
have a chat with your Grandmama.

Will you?

You should hurry along home.

You don't want to get her cross.

And I promise
I will come by tomorrow

and I will speak with her.

Oh, it's number 10 Maple Terrace

You won't forget...

Of course not.

Off you go.

Yes?

I should like to
speak with Mrs. Harris.

My name is -You can't.

She is ill and
won't be disturbed.

Good day.

May I speak with
Emmeline Harris, then?

She isn't allowed
to have visitors.

Is Captain Harris coming
back to - Lives in Boston miss.

Seldom visits here.

Could you tell Emmeline that
Anne Shirley came to see her?

Thank you.

My Dear Mrs. Harris: I thought
you might be interested in these

diaries belonging to Captain
Abraham Pringle, which I found

in the City Archives.

There are some wonderful
tributes in here by Captain

Pringle to your late
husband, Captain Harris.

I hope you enjoy reading
them as much as I did.

Sincerely, Anne Shirley,
Kingsport Ladies College.

I have a delivery
for Miss Shirley.

Well you're in luck.

I am Miss Shirley.

Thank you.

So then it's tomorrow
at noon is it Mrs. Harris...

Miss Shirley Madam.

Mama.

Mama...

Good grief girl
you're aggravating!

Miss Shirley.

What?

Miss Shirley!

Saints alive, why didn't
you say so in the first place?

So, this is the
infamous Miss Shirley.

Come to take her
pound of flesh...

How do you do Mrs. Harris?

Far from well.

How much do you want
for these diaries?

I hadn't any
intention of selling them.

Is there any use in
asking you to sit down?

Yes...

thank you.

Who else has seen these?

No one as far as I know.

Then I'm ready to negotiate.

I will give you what you want
if you give me your word not

to reveal this monstrosity
to the rest of the Pringles.

I was only hoping I might
convince you to let me tutor

your granddaughter
Emmeline as I understand

that she will not
be returning to school.

Oh clever aren't we?

Sugarcoated blackmail!

You want a regular salary
to keep you quiet, is that it?

I beg your pardon?

Innocent as doves,
cunning as serpents.

You knew when you
found that scandalous entry

about my husband it wasn't true.

I couldn't be true!

The rest of the
Pringles will be dee-lighted

to believe it won't they?

And make us the
laughing stock of Kingsport!

Which scandalous entry?

Oh, so there's more
than one, is there?

Pauline.

Josiah Harris' ship was
burned and their boats taken.

Harris and the crew
nearly starved.

In the end they ate Jonas
Selkirk who had shot himself

they lived on him until rescued.

Harris told me himself.

Seemed to think
it was a good joke.

On occasion papa would
get so angry he'd...

Pauline!

Be quiet!

That is a lie.

My husband never ate
anyone dead or alive.

Let alone Jonas Selkirk.

Abraham Pringle
wrote that nonsense

to get a rise out
of his silly wife.

Amy Pringle was
notoriously gullible.

Oh, please Miss Shirley,
don't show these to anyone.

Our Pringle relations
might publicize it.

We'll do anything!

Ow.

Now Miss Shirley.

How much do you want to
'tutor' my granddaughter?

Oh you've misunderstood
me completely.

I'm not threatening you!

I just thought you'd enjoy
all the other splendid things

said about your husband.

I never dreamed of telling
anyone he was a cannibal.

Well naturally we tend to be a
little suspicious of strangers

in Kingsport, perhaps
we have misjudged you.

I suppose the child should
continue with her studies.

Pauline has no time.

She's busy looking after me.

You won't mention
this misunderstanding

to anyone will you?

I'll try to remember not to...

And when do you want to start?

Immediately.

Oh.

If two angles in a triangle are
equal to each other, the two

sides opposite these two
angles are equal to each other.

Emmeline, why hasn't anyone
replaced your spectacles?

Well, papa says I don't
really need to wear them

as much as I do.

And Grandmama won't because
she's an old skin-flint!

Who gave you those, then?

Mother Superior at the convent
in Boston two years ago.

Anyway, I'm only supposed
to use them for reading.

You simply cannot
use them anymore.

You must have another pair!

I found another copy
- Mary queen of Scots!

Oh, her very name just
thrills me to my fingertips!

I don't believe she really
murdered Darnley, do you?

Shh!

Heaven help you
if you wake her up!

I think it's ever so
dramatic, don't you?

It's a very challenging role.

We used to have dramatics
and music at the convent.

Mother superior said I
was quite good at both.

She taught me to play
the piano too, you know.

Unfortunately, Grandmama
won't let me touch it.

Could we read it together?

I think so.

I'll play all of the other
parts and you read Mary.

Let's start here.

"Forgive all evil
toward me of all men,

deed or device to hurt me."

Yea, I would not bear one
heart unreconciled with mine

when mine is cold.

I will not take death's hand
with any soil of hate or wrath

or wrong about me but being
friends with this past world

pass from it in the
general peace of love.

That was wonderful!

Thank you for bringing
me here, Miss Shirley.

This will be our
secret place, which you

cannot reveal to anyone.

Grandmama never
lets me out alone.

She thinks I'm liable to
be "kidnapped by gypsies".

I don't know why she'd
care if I was kidnapped.

All she worries about is her
aching back and her sore feet.

Now, now.

Old people cling to the way
they were brought up themselves.

Secretly she hates me.

She always calls me "the child"

as though I may be
"the dog" or "the cat".

If I make a spark of
noise she nearly passes out.

She's an old tyrant and someday
I'm going to run away forever

and become a real actress.

Why have you never
lived with your father?

He's very occupied with
his business affairs.

I was at two other boarding
schools before I came to this

one, but he brought me here... so
I'd be close to Grandmama.

And so he wouldn't
have to worry about me.

I'm sure he means
to do what's best.

What Jen Pringle said about Papa

hurt you
know... because it's true.

"Dear papa. I want
so much to return to KLC.

No - I would like to
ask you to allow me to go back

to KLC next term.

I was at the top of
class before I left.

I'd hoped you'd be
proud of my grades.

Please understand
it was all a mistake.

I tried to reach you in
Baltimore, but I suppose

you never received the letter."

Miss Shirley is here for
your tutorial, Miss.

Thank you.

Miss Shirley!

Grandmama will eat you alive.

If we are to have
our studies in this room,

I simply cannot tolerate
the gloominess any longer.

I have a wonderful
surprise for you.

Miss Stacey has lent me a
Royal Conservatory programme,

and you can begin today!

I can't.

Grandmama has
forbidden me to touch...

Fiddlesticks!

It's high time someone
reminded your Grandmama

what a piano sounds like...

And it shouldn't be me.

You can start with
these elementary exercises

as a refresher course.

You will be on your own
though, but it's a step

in the right direction.

I'll get your textbooks.

Play!

Pauline, come here girl!

We will answer and we will
tell them we cannot accept.

Mama wants her
stationary Abigail.

Who on earth is making
that confounded racket?

That piano isn't
meant to be played!

Get away from there, child!

Who gave you permission
to play that piano?

I'm sorry Mrs. Harris, but
Emmeline must be allowed

to devote some time
to musical studies.

I don't believe in young girls
playing the piano in public.

It tends to make
them bold and forward.

Why, I think perhaps
you are wise Mrs. Harris.

However, I'm told that most
of the young Pringle girls in

Kingsport have private lessons.

Oh?

You just wouldn't want to
be accused of negligence in

Emmeline's proper upbringing?

No.

Who gave you permission
to open those windows?

I just wanted your staff to
see how dusty this room is.

It needs a thorough going over.

Well, have it your way.

You young people
are all so giddy!

Pauline wants to go
away and leave me.

It's only for the day Mama.

Only for a day says she!

It doesn't seem to occur to
anyone that I'd like a day out

of this confounded wheelchair.

You may not have the
use of your legs Grandmama,

but there's nothing the
matter with your tongue.

Don't you dare to
be impertinent child.

I know a girl died in her
sleep after being impertinent.

Pauline, what is it?

Uh, my cousin Louisa is
celebrating her wedding

anniversary in Fredericton next
week, and I was her bridesmaid

fifteen years ago, and I'd
do anything to be there.

Well, if I die alone,
while you're away, Pauline,

I leave it to your conscience.

I know what a burden I can be.

Mama please don't
excite yourself.

I'm not going to go
if you're not willing.

I will excite myself.

Can't I have a little excitement
to brighten my dull life...

Oh, oh my back, my back it
hurts... close that confounded

window girl!

I feel the draft, Pauline
get my afghan and a cushion

for my feet.

Well, you know how people will
talk Mrs. Harris if Pauline

doesn't go to the anniversary?

What?

Oh, I'm sure in your long
lifetime you've learned

what idle tongues can say.

Well there's no need to throw
my age up in my face, girl.

Oh, this town is
full of tattering toadies

and don't I know it!

I'm not stopping her.

I left it to her own conscience.

No one will ever
believe that excuse.

Miss Shirley and I can even
stay with you, Grandmama.

Why, Pauline could probably
be there and back in a day!

There's something behind
all this isn't there?

Why are you all
so set on her going?

Because she's a good kind
daughter who needs a day off

now and then.

Never mind your wheedling ways.

Have a peppermint.

Oh... Oh my head.

Oh I've got such a pain
in my head and I'm so tired

I can't argue anymore.

I suppose that means I
am going to have a stroke.

Oh.

Alright you can go.

But if you catch flu and
get sick don't blame me.

Oh thank you Mama, thank you.

You're so good to me!

I wanted to go to
cousin Louisa's so much.

Mama... I only have this
old black taffeta to wear.

Do you think...

Black taffeta
is quite good enough

for Louisa Hilton's wedding.

She'd go dressed in scarlet
that one if I let her...

and only waiting till
I'm dead to do it.

As long as I'm alive you
will be decent Pauline Harris.

Alright Mama.

I'm just going to be
glad inside and not even

think about what I'm wearing.

And I'm sure you'll get along

with Miss Shirley
splendidly Mama!

I will not take death's hand
with any soil of hate or wrath

or wrong about me, but being
friends with this past world,

pass from it in the
general piece of love...

Well you've all
done remarkably well

and deserve
multitudes of praise.

Now make sure you
have your lines down pat

for next Friday's rehearsal.

Uh and before you go I
have one announcement to make.

Mrs. Captain Josiah Harris
and her granddaughter Emmeline,

would be pleased
to invite you ladies

to a fall picnic
tomorrow morning.

Now if you care to
attend we will be meeting

at Maplehurst at 10:00am.

Please bring a small gift for
Mrs. Harris out of politeness

for her generosity
in hosting this event.

You can go home now girls.

It's coming.

It's coming...

They look wonderful.

Quite a reaction from
those old diaries, Anne.

Goes to show you how my old
students always pull through.

Don't speak too loudly yet!

I just received a letter
from Gilbert Blythe.

Seems he's finally
in medical school.

I know.

Well, how's he doing?

Well, you know Gilbert's so
modest, but a - reading between

the lines I'd say he's
at the top of his class.

He wanted to know how
you're doing as well.

Well, you may tell him
I'm keeping out of mischief.

Come in.

It's only me, Pauline.

Oh, Miss Shirley, how do I look?

Dreadful.

You simply cannot
go in that old thing.

I am gonna lend
you my best dress.

Oh my dear, no, no, no...

I'm on tenterhooks as it is.

Mama might change her mind.

Oh, don't be silly.

Get up.

Take this black taffeta off...

you can put this on underneath
and can change at the party.

But to deceive mama!

You wouldn't want to bring bad
luck to a wedding anniversary

in this black thing would you?

No.

Hmm.

Oh! Oh!

Oh, now just a whiff!

Mama won't approve of this.

Oh, apple blossom!

Oh how this reminds me of
Adelaide Pringle when she...

Who?

Morgan's wife.

The mother of the child.

She was my first
cousin on Mama's side.

I see.

Pauline why does your
brother never visit?

Oh, Morgan, he's
become just like Papa.

Always ordering people about.

No time for anyone else.

Morgan used to be so robust
and handsome and Adelaide used

to love music and parties.

What happened?

Well, it's not
Christian to speak of the dead.

Well, how did she die then?

She ran off shortly
after the child was born.

And died of consumption.

The Pringles all blamed
Morgan, including Mama.

But it wasn't Morgan's fault.

Now Mama won't have
anything about that reminds her

of what happened to Adelaide.

That's wrong Pauline.

What makes the people
in this town hold such grudges

against one another?

Oh the Pringles
have always bickered

a great deal amongst themselves.

We're very polite to each
other in public, though.

I've never seen such
ridiculous behaviour.

It's absolutely Byzantine!

Well, in any case Pauline
Harris, you are going to have

the 'day off' of your life.

Good morning, Mrs. Harris.

Walking as if we
owned the world are we?

So I do.

Come along Pauline!

I... I'm ready to go Mama.

Too much colour girl.

You look painted.

Oh no.

It's just I'm flushed.

Well you don't smell
respectable drenched in scent.

It's just the
tiniest... little... bit of it.

I said drenched
and I meant drenched.

Turn around.

Is that a rip under that sleeve?

Uh... no.

Oh, remember your manners
and don't forget to cross your

ankles decently
when you sit down.

And don't sit in a draft either.

And don't slide
down the banisters.

Mama!

Well you did at
Nancy Pringle's wedding.

Mama, that was 25 years ago.

What do you think I am?

Go on girl.

Don't stand there jabbering.

Do you want to miss your train?

No, Mama.

And if I'm not here when
you come back, remember,

lay me out in my wedding dress.

And mind my hair is crimped!

I don't know how you'll
manage her Miss Shirley.

She's such a baby.

I never thought I'd ever get
a chance to visit Maplehurst.

Ettie, Ettie Pringle
get away from there,

that's Mrs. Harris' carriage.

This is outrageous.

I haven't been outside...

If I catch cold girl, I
shall hold you responsible.

Nonsense!

I want you to enjoy the sunshine

and all the
beautiful autumn colours.

We'll have a lovely carriage
ride and you can criticize

everyone we pass by!

Criticize?

That's a very strange
idea Miss Shirley.

That's not Christian.

It's simply not Christian.

What is the meaning of this!

Miss Shirley, I won't stand for
anymore of your monkeyshines!

You have such handsome
carriages and never use them.

You put them back do you hear!

They've not been
out for seven years!

All the more reason to
bring them out and use them.

Stop being so selfish.

Good morning girls.

You look lovely!

You bring me back in!

Do you hear?

This is anarchy!

Who are these rabble-rousers?

Oh dear saints
above I shall swoon.

I can't stand all
this fresh air.

It's such a pretty day,
I thought you could host

a picnic for the school.

I don't eat my lunch
outside with anyone girl.

I'm not a raggle-taggle gypsy.

Take me in! Take me in!

Hush now, Mrs. Harris; some of
these young girls are Pringles.

Pringles?

Yes.

And you don't want them
running home and telling tales.

You'll pay for this.

If I catch a chill...

You said you wanted
a day off from your

wheelchair anyway Grandmama.

Be quiet!

Good morning Mrs. Harris.

You look awfully chipper.

Thank you Alec McGuinness.

Thank you.

Well, what does it
matter if I die anyway?

I've been living on borrowed
time for too long as it is.

Such friendly people!

Charming neighbours.

You know I don't approve of
your criticizing people my dear.

May I ask is that
all your own hair.

Yes.

Every bit.

Pity it's red.

But I believe red is
becoming quite popular again.

Thank you.

And another one?

How delightful!

Now, thank you my dear.

This is my gift
to you, Emmeline.

Oh, Miss Shirley!

However did you pay for this?

I had some lucky
savings put aside.

Oh!

Thank you a million times over!

Some day I'll make it up to you!

Now wasn't that sweet of all
these girls to give me gifts?

Yes, it was.

Yes, I rather like your
laugh Miss Shirley.

That nervous giggle of
Pauline's it gets on my nerves.

Well, I hope she has a
wonderful time at the party.

She's probably over
eaten and made herself ill.

Like her father, that girl.

Course, he never knew
when he'd had enough.

Did I ever show you
Josiah's picture, Miss Shirley?

He was very handsome.

Full of heroic spirit, I'd say.

Yes.

He was the handsomest
man in Kingsport.

And he adored me.

We consulted each other
about absolutely everything.

Mind you, we didn't
always agree - no.

He had his fits of temper.

Oh yes, and so did I.

You know what he did when I
bought a day-cap he didn't like?

I can't imagine...

He ate it!

Gave him a terrible
stomach pain!

Yes, served him right.

He was so irked that I had
neglected to consult him!

How could he go away and leave
me alone and crippled like this?

Dying was the only thing he ever
dared do without consulting me.

Well, it won't be long
before we're together again.

There's no one... no
man... like him... nowhere... no

This is a degenerate
age, Miss Shirley.

What about your son?

Morgan.

Oh, well he managed
his money successfully

if that's any merit.

His father spoiled him.

No, he should never
have married his cousin.

It was a blessing that poor
Adelaide Pringle died dear soul;

Morgan got what he
deserved I suppose.

That's a very inhuman attitude
for a mother, Mrs. Harris.

Yes, well we're not
exactly famous for compassion

Miss Shirley,
especially among ourselves.

Anyway they're all
waiting for me to die

so they can get
their hands on the money.

Perhaps you ought to
realize that Emmeline only wants

to be cared for.

Well.

If you have any
compassion left in your soul,

you might spend it on her.

Children should be
seen and not heard.

You seem to be very broad-minded
in your opinions Miss Shirley.

That's the nicest
compliment anyone's

ever paid me Mrs. Harris.

Pardon me young man, I was
wondering if you would allow my

girls and me the pleasure of a
hayride to town in your wagon.

It would be so exciting,
but I promise you...

Mama, Mama!

You'll simply have to go.

Good-bye.

Mama, Mama.

What's happened?

Mama are you alright?

You're wearing a hat.

Mama I can't remember the
last time you wore a hat.

Pauline will you calm yourself.

You sound hysterical.

You've seen me wear a
hat often enough girl.

Miss Shirley
suggested an Al Fresco lunch

it was most enjoyable.

I've been so
anxious about you mama.

I was worried
sick the entire party.

Will you stop fluttering girl!

You fidget me.

Pauline, did you have a good
time at your wedding party?

Oh my yes.

Oh, Louise sent
you her bouquet Mama.

The flowers were wonderful.

The parlour was a bower...

Like a funeral I suppose...

And the minister married Cousin
Louise and Maurice over again.

Sacrilegious...

And Molly and Emily
send their love.

Oh and Emily has
the most delicious baby.

You speak as though
it was something to eat.

Babies are common enough.

Babies are never common.

Each one is a miracle.

Well I had two of them.

I didn't see much that was
miraculous about either of them.

Mama you're so bright
and cheerful today.

However did you two
get along Miss Shirley?

I let her have her head
and we got on well enough.

I don't care what
the Pringles say...

I think you're
quite good looking.

Thank you.

Oh good grief!

Well, well.

Little Bo Peep has
lost her sheep and doesn't

know where to find them.

Good day Miss Kerr.

After this I shall be
surprised at nothing.

Leave them alone and
they'll come home bringing

their tails behind them.

Get those sheep and
that wagon out of here!

Papa!

Emmeline you were told to
stop wearing those ridiculous

spectacles outside.

Your eyesight will never improve
if you constantly wear them.

Yes Papa.

But Miss Shirley gave
me these new ones and...

Go inside.

I mean immediately.

But...

Hurry up.

Young man whose fault is this?

Is this your wagon?

Thank you.

We had a marvellous time.

Miss Shirley...

May I have a word with you?

You run along, Miss Kerr.

I'll catch up.

Yes, Sir.

It seems that each time we meet
catastrophe lies in my way.

Well then perhaps you ought
to get out of the way.

I get annoyed when people
treat my instructions lightly,

Miss Shirley.

I gave explicit order that my
daughter was to have no further

association with
Kingsport Ladies College.

Would you mind telling me what
the devil you're doing here?

We've been on a
country picnic, sir.

Hosted by your mother.

My mother?

She authorized taking
out all of those carriages

and inviting all those girls?

...no sir.

I did.

And as she had nothing better
to think about than herself,

I felt it was high time
someone tried to help her.

Then you really are as insane as

all the rumours
I've heard about you.

What have you heard?

You wouldn't want to know.

Yes I would!

The Pringles have labeled you
the madcap English professor.

Someone said you had written the
most ridiculous story they had

ever read published
by... uh... something or other

Reliable Baking Powder Company?

And that you were
the silliest, redheaded,

mouse of a schoolmistress
they'd ever known.

Thanks to you, I was
very nearly fired!

There's a logical explanation
behind everything, but you

people really are the most
narrow-minded, self-centred,

quarrelsome group I
have ever encountered!

I'd like to poison
your entire clan!

You can't stand to see anyone
succeed other than yourselves.

Oh, I'm sure you're all gloating
over who will fly the victory

banner at the end of this year!

Well, you have not
got the better of me yet!

Whoa, whoa.

Come back here.

You're upset by what
the Pringles think of you?

I don't care to discuss
it, if you don't mind.

I'm sorry.

You're afraid the Pringle
rumours might reinforce

my conclusions about you...

Your conclusions?

Don't flatter your self!

You might be interested in
listening to what I actually

had to say in your defence!

You ought to look around
and see if there's anyone

you would like to listen
to better than yourself!

I took it upon myself to see
that this was delivered to you.

I'm sure you're far too busy
to forward a change of address

to your daughter.

If you weren't so self-absorbed,
sir, you'd realize there's

a little girl who
desperately loves you.

You can go.

Morgan!

Miss Shirley!

Wait!

Morgan, I'll be right back.

Miss Shirley!

Oh, Miss Shirley, thank goodness
you didn't let mama see me

getting out of that
fellow's carriage!

Pauline, you're
positively trembling!

Oh! It was heavenly!

I simply have to
tell you everything!

Isaac Kent drove me home!

He used to be an
old beau of mine.

Well... no.

Hardly an old beau.

He never had any real
intentions, but we used to

go driving round together.

He... ah... he... paid
me a compliment.

He said..."

your hair looks as mush like
molasses taffy as it ever did."

I hope there wasn't anything
improper in him saying that!

Nothing whatsoever!

OH.

He asked me to go driving again.

Heaven knows what mama's going
to say, but... I don't even care!

Louisa and I... walked
all around the old house.

Remembered all of the summers
we had spent together as

girls... some of the lilac bushes
that we planted years ago...

I don't know... I've just never
had such a wonderful day!

Pauline, I'm so pleased!

How can I ever repay you?

I just wish you didn't have
such a difficult time here.

Oh, I don't even mind
coming home, somehow.

Morgan's here for a
few weeks on business.

I hope it will be
just like old times.

Mama needs me.

And it's nice
being needed, isn't it?

Oh!

Thank you, Miss Shirley!

You keep the dress.

Heaven knows, you
might get to wear it again!

God bless you!

You've done more
than you'll ever know!

Kingsport Ladies College,
Miss Brooke Speaking.

Why good afternoon,
Mrs. Pringle...

Sore throat?

Tonsillitis! Good heavens!

I hope it isn't serious... It's
not contagious is it?

Oh I see...

No, no...

but... no we
understand completely.

One must not interfere
with a doctor's orders.

I agree with you Mrs. Pringle.

I appreciate your giving
us sufficient notice...

Thank you...

Good-bye.

Jen Pringle will not be
performing this evening.

You can't be serious?

Not after all this effort.

We shall simply have to return
the tickets and put it off.

Until when?

We can't afford
to re-book the hall.

And what about the band?

I still have to pay for them.

Well Muriel Stacey I told you
it was foolish to get up a play

this time of year.

Don't blame me.

Jen Pringle is in no more
danger of tonsillitis than I am.

This is a deliberate
device to ruin the play

to try and get rid of me.

That's an awfully sour attitude!

What do you intend to do?

Read it yourself?

That would ruin
it... Mary is the entire play!

We are not postponing anything.

I'll be back in an hour.

Carry on as we planned
until you hear from me.

Miss Shirley.

I would like to speak
to Captain Harris, please.

I am sorry he's
busy in the study.

And I regret to say
he won't be disturbed...

I am sorry Annabel;
but this is a matter

that goes beyond regret.

Come in!

I'll look at the
shipment in Boston.

On Monday.

Alright.

I apologize for
interrupting you so rudely Sir.

I'll be brief.

Because you've withdrawn your
financial support from the

College, we have been attempting
to raise the balance of our

operating costs through the
production of a benefit concert

scheduled for this evening.

Now our concert is threatened
because Jen Pringle, our leading

performer has called in
ill at the last minute.

Emmeline knows the part cold,
we've been studying it together.

This opportunity would
mean everything to her.

I know what you think of me,
my methods and the school!

But, I beg of you to let
her perform with us tonight.

I take it then you
job is on the line?

I intend to see
this through, Sir.

You had no business
interfering here, Miss Shirley.

Emmeline is far too easily
influenced for her own good.

But under the circumstances I...

...I feel I owe you an apology
for some of the things I said

the other day and for the
trouble I've obviously caused.

I meant no harm.

Please.

That was my own fault.

Perhaps I reacted hastily
taking Emmeline out of school.

Pringles like to throw their
weight around this community.

You might say I
took Emmeline's expulsion

as an attack on myself.

But I...

I thought you supported
the general consensus.

Please...

Don't lump me in with that lot.

Kingsport is a
very insidious town.

I am grateful to you for
your insights, Miss Shirley.

Emmeline may go.

Emmeline may go?

Emmeline may go.

Oh.

Thank you Sir, I'm
just dizzy with gratitude.

Sorry...

Miss Shirley, Miss Shirley.

You and Emmeline hurry along.

The Pringles will be
sharpening their knives.

Thank you.

Forgive all evil toward me of
all men Deed or device to hurt me

Yea I would not bear one
heart unreconciled With mine

when mine is cold I will not
take death's hand With any soil

of hate or wrath or wrong about
me, but being friends with this

past World, pass from it in
the general peace of love...

Thank you.

Thank you all so much for
your... well... overwhelming

support for this
evening's benefit.

I would now like to introduce
to you, KLC's brilliant,

young English professor.

An individual who has
overseen every last inch of this

production and whose inspired
direction has brought forth

such magnificent performances
from your daughters.

Miss Anne Shirley!

Miss Shirley, on behalf of
the King's County Board of

Education, it gives
me very great pleasure

to present you with this cheque.

The proceeds of this evening's
exciting event made out to the

Kingsport Ladies College in
the amount of two thousand,

five hundred dollars!

Thank you ladies and gentlemen.

It would be impossible for me to
speak without having by my side

the three other energetic
supporters of tonight's event.

Miss Kerr, Miss MacKay,
and especially our beloved

principal, Miss Katherine
Brooke; who have all worked so

tirelessly on this production.

It was with great trepidation
that I began my year here

at Kingsport Ladies College.

And I owe an enormous debt of
gratitude to my fellow teachers

and to the parents of my
students who all tried to make

me feel so at home during my
first few weeks in Kingsport.

I have grown to love and
respect all of our girls at KLC

and have found many
kindred spirits among them.

If we have opened your hearts
this evening and entertained

you even a little,
we have succeeded.

Thank you all for
your very fine support.

I can't thank you enough for
what you've done for my Myra.

She's gotten along better
this term than she has

in a long time.

She's a... joy to teach!

Thank you!

I just hope they all realize
what a jewel you are, my dear.

I know some of the other
Pringles have been abominable,

but I don't care what they say.

You can board with me next term!

Thank you for the invitation!

I had a teacher just
like you when I was a girl.

You brought back
so many memories!

Congratulations, my dear!

Thank you for your kind support.

Papa... Papa... What
did you think?

You were an angel that
stole away everyone's heart,

including mine.

Come back to earth
now for a little while.

It all feels like a dream.

Thanks, I'm glad you enjoyed it.

Emmeline.

Oh, you were wonderful.

Thank you!

Looks like you single-handedly
routed the entire Pringle clan.

Well, let's just say the winds
of persecution have blown over.

Thank you, Sir.

This has meant a
great deal to me.

I'll never forget
it as long as live.

Nor will I.

Goodnight Emmeline.

Miss Shirley!

I'd like you to go on tutoring
my daughter so she'll be

caught up when she
returns to the college.

I'm prepared to make
it worth your while.

Only if you put my wages back
into supporting the college.

You're asking me to renegotiate.

Yes.

You have a deal!

Thank you!

Good night Emmeline.

Good night.

Miss Brooke generously
left the light on for us!

She must be in a good mood!

Settle down.

I'll be along shortly
to tuck you girls in.

Isn't that ring around
the moon enchanting?

I've seen a good many
moons in my time.

You haven't seen this one.

Sit down!

Let's let it just
soak into our souls.

Wasn't it a marvellous evening?

Don't make a fool out
of yourself, please.

It was thought in ancient times
that when a man and a woman sat

under such a moon, they
would be bonded together

in love for eternity.

Love... if I died tomorrow, not
one living soul would miss me.

What is it you
want, Anne Shirley?

To be your friend.

I don't have friends.

I don't have your notable gift
for doing the queen act - always

saying the right
thing to everyone.

You say you like
people to be frank?

Well I'm going to be frank.

It's your own fault
that no one likes you!

Katherine Brooke, you are
all prickles and stings!

I know I'm unsocial
and people hate me.

Do you think it doesn't
hurt that I'm always neglected

and overlooked at
social functions?

I'm sorry.

I've never been able to
swallow all the snubs and pokes

I've received during my life.

I remember every single one.

For fifteen years I had to
endure relatives who cared as

little for me as
my dead parents!

I lived in third-rate boarding
houses that froze in winter

and stank in summer!

I've worn their
cast-off clothes!

Fortunately, I had my grades.

I made it through college
and I paid back every cent!

Oh yes, I'm independent now.

The truth is, I hate teaching!

But there's
nothing else I can do!

Look at you.

Little messenger of optimism.

But how long will it last?

Five?

Maybe ten years
before you wither

inside of
this... endless monotony.

Prepare to join the ranks of
cold, uninteresting spinsters

who have chosen a professional
career, Anne Shirley!

"...and in particular, the
performance of Emmeline Harris

who was so convincing in
the role of the young queen.

The audience was so
unexpectedly moved.

It is our opinion that this
proficient group of young

actresses must establish a
permanent dramatic society.

The Kingsport Examiner eagerly
awaits their next production."

And on that note of
praise, I hope you all perform

as triumphantly on your
term exam next Friday.

Class dismissed.

Emmeline!

I'd like to apologize... for
the... inconvenience

that I caused you, Miss Shirley.

We're all glad to
see that your health

has improved... so quickly.

Yes.

I think that the doctor
was overly concerned.

I hope I may stay in the
dramatic society - if you're

going to continue.

Oh. We couldn't do without you.

Oh, thank you, Miss Shirley!

Oh - my mother wants
to know if you'd like to help

with the annual hospital bazaar.

If you have the time.

Tell your mother
I'd be flattered!

Good afternoon girls.

Oh Anne.

Hello.

The Board was
totally enthralled.

Better than that...

they were absolutely
floored when they received

Captain Harris' cheque.

They want to renew your
contract for five years!

Five years!

I'm not sure I
could last that long.

Well, I think that you ought
to write a book about it.

Oh Miss Brooke
isn't it wonderful!

Authors are such kittle kattle.

I wouldn't trust your
description of any of us.

Here, these came for you.

Thank you.

Oh!

Thank you again.

I would like to
return the favour.

I'd be pleased to
have you escort my family

for a short visit to Boston
when I return in a month.

Sincerely, Morgan Harris.

Oh, they're beautiful!

Pauline Harris you don't know
if you're coming or going girl.

Move that hatbox.

Not up there girl
you'll brain me.

It's not safe up there either.

Put it back girl, put it back!

Lower the blind, it needs to
be just about one inch lower.

Oh Pauline... Pauline.

Now you've done it!

All that light makes
my headache worse.

I'm sorry Mama.

Well, you've got your
colour back Mrs. Harris;

you must be feeling better.

I am completely worn
out with all the worry

and motion sickness.

My stomach is
dropping out of me.

Why I ever listened to
you and came on this trip

in the first place...

Now, now... we're almost there.

Perhaps you'd like
some lunch Pauline.

We are not hungry.

Can they make a decent cup
of tea on this contraption?

I'd rather drink mud than
the tea that some people make.

Yes Mrs. Harris.

I'll see what I can procure.

...and see that they
wash the cup out properly.

I don't mean to be a trouble to
anyone... but the way I'm feeling

I don't think I'll
be here much longer.

Then perhaps you'll
appreciate me.

Poor Aunt Pauline.

Oh well, grandmama will sleep
for days once we get there.

I can hardly wait to
see Papa's new house.

I've only ever heard
of how wonderful it is.

I've a feeling we're
all here on approval.

Papa thinks very highly
of you, Miss Shirley.

He said so.

Hello, how is mother?

She allowed us to
order her a cup of tea.

However, she is
throwing out complaints

at the speed of this train.

If we like your
new house in Boston Papa,

can Miss Shirley
and I stay with you?

Hmm, I don't know if
Boston's large enough

for two sophisticated ladies.

Going from Avonlea to Kingsport
was an adventure Captain.

I assure you this will
be an epoch in my life.

Well, I'm sure you and Boston
will make quite an impression

on each other.

If I can remember not to
look as backward as I feel.

All this moving about...

my neuritis is agony and
nobody cares what I suffer.

Mother...

So this is what you've
been wasting my money

on Morgan Harris.

I didn't invite you all the way
to Boston to carry on like this!

It isn't fair, Morgan.

It simply isn't fair!

The child had got to come
back and live with you!

I can't afford the
expenses and I simply

can't stand the trouble!

Pauline has got quite enough
to do - Oh, I don't mind mama -

Please don't contradict me!

Don't be so demanding!

She's back in school,
besides I thought

you enjoyed having her with you!

I am 79 years of age, my
boy, and I can't be bothered

with the child.

You've got this enormous house!

It all comes out of your
father's estate, doesn't it?

Huh?

I have every right
to be 'demanding'!

Why don't you get married again?

I haven't the
temperament for it.

I suppose no one would take you!

Mind your own business, mother!

Of course, I realize my opinions
don't matter any longer.

I might just as well be dead.

Then you can have
the rest of the money!

Please don't say that,
mama - will say it!

You're two ungrateful children!

How many times have I sat
up at night, nursing you?

When you were little?

Sometimes I thought you'd
never live to see the dawn!

A mother's sacrifices
are soon forgotten.

Mama.

Please come to bed.

It's just the strain of being -

Saints above, Pauline!
Will you keep out of this?

Now listen to me, Morgan.

I am not going to bed until
you give me a decisive answer.

Face up to your responsibilities
and behave like a man!

All right!

I shall look into making the
arrangements as soon as I can.

Well.

That's better.

Goodnight?

Goodnight, Morgan.

You can't rely on that boy to
stay in the same line for two

minutes together.

He'll toss that child back in
my lap as sure as sure can be.

And what do you think of my
son's lack of responsibility?

I quite agree!

Goodnight, Miss Shirley!

Please... don't get up.

I just wanted to say what a
lovely evening this has been.

And thank you for giving me
such a wonderful opportunity.

I apologize for
mother's behaviour.

In her condition,
sarcasm is her one relief.

It's her Pringle nature...

I suppose.

I'm surprised you've put up with
all this Kingsport nonsense

as well as you have.

Well, it has been a challenge...

As well as a
very good experience.

Oh, I desperately miss
my Green Gables though.

Watching the home
lights flicker across the pond

at night... Marilla waiting
for me on the veranda.

Probably sounds
very foolish to you.

Can't escape your wholesome
Island upbringing...

It must feel very empty living
in this vast house all alone.

Well, it's an investment really.

I'm away so frequently.

What is it that keeps
you away from Kingsport?

Keeping occupied with
the all-consuming problems

of my business.

Running away...?

No. Perhaps holding out
for a reason to return.

Well, I hope you've found one.

I'm very grateful to you
for all your hospitality.

Well, I'm very grateful
to you for the pleasure

of such high spirits.

Goodnight.

Goodnight Morgan Harris.

Anne Shirley, I hope
we shall see you often

when I return to Kingsport.

Let's try a new one, shall we?

Yes!

Do you think this makes
me look older, papa?

Oh, yes, Emmeline.

We can't make up our
minds which of these hats

look more sophisticated!

Neither can I.

We'll take all of them.

Papa!

Here she is.

The great lady of
the West Indies.

She's magnificent!

What does "Mistral" mean, papa?

It means a "rough, cold wind".

Oh no, Captain.

It should be Christened after
a delicious, perfumed wind.

Like a zephyr.

Then I shall name the next
one the Zephyr in your honour!

...and the excursion to Boston
all seems like a dream somehow.

Emmeline, who has had such a
forsaken life up to now

has blossomed and I feel
Captain Harris now recognizes

the treasure he
didn't know he possessed.

I am a little weary of
living out of a trunk though

and I long to feel the
summer loveliness of home.

I miss you both so very much.

With all my heart.

Anne.

She's plain worn out
if you ask me Marilla.

I'm not surprised, the way
girls roam the earth now

is something terrible.

It reminds me of Satan in the
Book of Job going to and fro

and walking up and down.

I don't think the
Lord ever intended it...

What is to be will be Rachel.

And what isn't to
be sometimes happens.

Riches are all
very well Marilla.

But if Anne prefers the
handsome unknown to Avonlea.

Well, there's nothing
more to be said.

It's in the hands of Providence.

I enjoyed your
company in Boston.

I hope the term is continuing
well in Kingsport and Emmeline

is caught up now in her studies.

Thank you again.

Sincerely, Morgan Harris.

Anne Shirley.

What in heck are you doing here?

Gil?

You're the very last person
I'd ever expected to meet out

here on a day like this!

C'mon.

The Royal Academy of Physicians
is convening here this weekend

and I'm here as a delegate.

You must be proud of yourself.

Not as proud as I was of
you when I read that clipping

Miss Stacey sent me about
the success of your play.

That's sweet of you Gil.

It's so good to see you.

Well I was actually hoping
we'd run into each other.

I wasn't sure whether you'd be
happy to see me or not, so I..

Happy?

I can't begin to
express my happiness!

Let me look at you.

Oh yes.

Do I look like a
young medical student now?

Not a bit.

You can't fool me.

You are still the
same incorrigible Gil.

Tell me all the Avonlea news.

Have you been back?

Uh, no, I've been
spending most of my time

with the Stuarts in Halifax.

Dr. Stuart's a very
prominent surgeon.

It's he who arranged for
me to attend as his delegate.

You see...

Christine and I are engaged.

It's set for next summer.

I'm so happy for you Gil.

I guess that's why I wanted to
see you so much; to apologize

for being such a
fool last summer.

You know, I think I
understand now what you meant.

I meant what I said too
and I won't ever forget you.

You turned out as I
always imagined you would.

Doesn't it seem like
yesterday we were off to Queen's

and vying for
those scholarships.

I suppose you've
kept up your writing.

Not really...

I've been busy and well
Publishers aren't interested

in those kinds of stories.

Well I wouldn't
give up altogether.

You know I always thought
you should write a book

about Avonlea.

Change the name, of course,
or Rachel Lynde would think

she was the heroine.

Avonlea is the dearest place
in the world, I don't think

it's an interesting
enough setting for a story.

Well, I intend to take Christine
back to the Island with me

and set up my practice there.

Dr. Stuart has a lot of pull
in Halifax and would like us

to live there, but
I don't want any handouts.

Besides, any other place just
wouldn't seem like home to me.

No, of course.

The Board of Governors
at the college just offered

me a five-year contract...

That's wonderful.

You've certainly won
your way into the hearts

of this affluent old town.

You won't be lonely.

I'll survive.

Well I ought to go.

Train leaves at 5:30.

Aw, no. Really?

Oh... Uh I was going
to uh mail this but...

A note just isn't the same.

Thanks Gil.

Good-bye Anne.

Good-bye Gil.

Don't forget me.

Gil!

Gil!

Thank you, Good-bye.

Good-bye Anne.

Miss Shirley would you help
us arrange all these garlands

and bunting?

This is a hopeless mess!

What's the matter Mrs. Pringle?

Not one of these nitwits
has as much artistic ability

you have in your baby finger.

Ladies I'm putting
Miss Shirley in charge here.

Let me see.

I suggest you gather
it up in a rosette like this

and then we'll hang them
with the festoons afterwards.

We were all so impressed
with your production

at the college Miss Shirley.

Thank you.

And to think how you transformed
Morgan Harris' little girl.

He's hardly had anything
to do with the poor child

since she was born.

Such a tragedy when
his Adelaide died...

She was a rare beauty.

Old Mrs. Harris and mother
Pringle are first cousins.

And I know how the Harrises
have cut themselves off

from everybody.

It was Morgan's fault though,
she ran away and left him.

Terrible reputation
with the ladies.

They say Adelaide really
died of a broken heart.

I'm sure that he's felt
so guilty all these years

that he can't stand
the sight of the child.

More than likely it's
the old lady he can't stand.

Well I know for a fact that he
has been seeing Elvira Evans...

Standard Oil
Fortune from Boston.

She has been staying for the
last two weeks at Maplehurst

or so my sister-in-law tells me.

You've gotten to know Cousin
Morgan haven't you Miss Shirley?

Yes.

We've met on several outings.

He's very charming.

We're going to give Miss Evans
a tour of the old town this

afternoon, Emmeline.

"Dear Miss Shirley, please
accept our congratulations

on your book entitled
'Avonlea Vignettes'.

Enclosed is our cheque for two
hundred and fifty dollars

as advanced against
our royalties -"

Anne!

Anne?

Oh, hello.

Anne, I was hoping
I'd run in to you.

We've missed having
you back at Maplehurst.

I can imagine it must be very
difficult for you to get away

from your important guest.

Yes, it is.

But please -

Don't apologize. I understand.

Good day, sir.

May I offer you a ride
back to the college?

No, thank you.

What's nagging
you, Miss Shirley?

You're behaving rather like
a spinsterly old school marm,

don't you think?

Perhaps that's because I am one!

I say that with admiration!

That was a compliment.

I am a great proponent
of independent thinking.

Moreover, I have always held
that early marriages are a sure

indication of second rate goods
that had to be sold in a hurry.

Wouldn't you agree?

Well you can be sure I am of the
first rate kind, Morgan Harris,

and I certainly have far
greater ambitions than marriage.

All that you are
insinuating is nagging me.

I about to have a short
work of fiction published!

I am afraid it has me
completely occupied!

Well, let me offer
my congratulations!

Good day!

Anne... Anne!

I am sorry.

I ought not to have such
a back handed invitation.

I've been meaning to ask
mother to invite you back

to Maplehurst.

How gracious of you!

But my schedule is so jam
packed, I am sure I won't be

able to squeeze it in.

I take it you'll attend

the hospital benefit
tomorrow evening?

Yes.

I'm working as a volunteer.

I shall look forward
to seeing you there.

Would you do me the
honour, Miss Shirley,

of reserving me
waltz on your card.

Of course.

I'd be pleased
to, Morgan Harris.

Thank you.

If I have a waltz space free!

Well, what do you think?

You look like a
Gibson magazine cover!

Perhaps some romantic
artist will fall for you

and ask to paint your picture...

Oh, miss Shirley!

I'm gonna wear my hair just
like that when I turn eighteen!

You darlings!

Imitation is the sincerest
form of flattery.

Would you run along and
see if my cab is here?

Thank you!

My, my... Going to London
to visit the queen, are we?

Are you not capable of
saying anything pleasant?

No.

I haven't your talent
for pretending things.

You take my breath away
with your compliments.

You always have some
secret delight, don't you?

Don't deceive yourself!

You'll never be one of them!

Despite you flaunting your
string of pearls and making

a spectacle of yourself.

Morgan Harris is a man
of status and achievement.

And you, my dear, are
nothing better than a teacher.

I don't know what
you mean, but I honestly

feel sorry for you, Katherine.

You shut out every spark
of happiness around you.

I will not be poisoned
by your bitterness!

You are good luck Anne Shirley.

This is the largest number
of tickets we've ever sold

for the hospital.

Well, I enjoy helping out any
which way I can Mrs. Pringle.

Don't get stuck behind
that table all night.

Be sure to get a dance.

I will.

You took the
teacher's course at Queen's.

Shirley, isn't it?

Anne Shirley.

Yes.

Lewis Allen.

I remember you won
the Avery scholarship

and Gilbert Blythe
won the Gold Medal.

Yes that's right.

Pleased to know you.

What do you do now, Lewis?

I'm the principal of
Richmond Public School.

Not the most adventurous place
in the world, but uh I've done

alright for myself, compared
to a lot of others from Queen's.

Do you dance as
well as you boast?

Better.

Morgan Harris certainly
upstaged the Pringles

with that Evans woman.

They say she's a perfect cat.

Worth millions though.

I've met her and believe
me it will take all his gold

to gild a pill like her.

A match of adjoining
bank accounts, to be sure.

Anne! Anne!

Good evening Sir;
or rather Goodnight.

Goodnight?

You promised me a waltz.

I'm sorry.

My card was full all evening.

You needn't feel
obligated to patronize

the local schoolteacher.

I'm sure you've paid
handsomely for your tickets.

Wait a moment, let me explain.

Please don't spoil the
evening for your guest

by causing a scene.

Anne.

Where are you going?

I'm quite exhausted.

Please don't complicate
matters by making excuses.

Elvira Evans is a
business associate.

For the past year I have been
liquidating the last of her

father's shipping estate.

Bringing her to Maplehurst
was a gesture of hospitality.

The conclusion of a
lengthy transaction.

I know when I'm being
conveniently excluded.

It isn't that at all.

Be reasonable.

Why should I.

I have no ulterior motives.

You're acting as
fickle-minded as a breeze.

We all go on about you.

Even Mother.

She absolutely adores you.

Under the circumstances
how could I have invited you

this evening?

I certainly wasn't
fishing for an invitation.

Perhaps it's my wholesome
Island upbringing, but I have

no intention of
becoming "fancy's fool"!

I would like you to
come back to Maplehurst.

Indeed I don't know why.

As Emmeline's governess perhaps?

I'll save you the
trouble of asking.

I won't lose you Anne Shirley.

Let go of me.

Please, I would... oh!

Morgan Harris, oh I'm awfully
sorry, but you grabbed me.

I want to ask you to marry me.

What did you say?

I'm in love with you.

You really mean that don't you.

My life on it.

I only know I could
never bear to lose you.

Would you do me the honour of
giving me your hand in marriage?

Anne, what is it?

I do care a great deal
for you and Emmeline.

But I can't.

What do you mean?

I mean that for five glorious
seconds I really thought

perhaps I could marry you.

I used to dream of
a moment like this.

Now, I can't describe
it, I need to go home.

You could go back
for summer holidays.

Rent one of those big
old places on the Gulf.

Not the same thing...

is it?

No.

Look at you.

You're out here
without even your coat on!

You'll catch your death.

We should go back in.

I still have a waltz free.

Alright?

Let's give those old ladies
something to gossip about.

Come in...

Why Mr. McGuinness, what is it?

You must come quickly
to Maplehurst, Miss.

Everyone's worried.

Mrs. Harris has
kept silent all week.

Silent?

Something must be
dreadfully wrong.

She took a bad spell
just after Papa left.

Now she won't eat or drink
and poor Aunt Pauline is beside

herself to know
what we should do.

Miss Shirley thank
goodness you've come.

I'm afraid that she's
slipping away...

and it's all my fault.

Isaac Kent wants
me to... to... marry

him... practically.

He's asked me to join
the Presbyterian Church

choir league.

Mama hates Isaac as much as she
did fifteen years ago when she

set the bull terrier on him
for coming around to see me.

I don't think she'll forgive me.

I'm so afraid
she's going to die...

You must choose
between them, Pauline.

Oh, I don't think I
can live without him!

Don't be frightened
now, you must accept!

Oh, Miss Shirley!

You've always been able to
smooth things over with mama.

Please try to get
her to forgive me?

Oh it's you is it?

Mrs. Harris please hear
me through patiently...

I'm always
patient... very patient.

I want you to know that
Pauline is greatly troubled.

She is of the opinion that
she should accept Isaac Kent's

hand in marriage.

I thought there was
some foolishness between her

and that ridiculous fellow!

In your heart you must know
it's the right thing to do.

The truth is, Pauline needs
your forgiveness if she's

ever gonna be happy.

I advised her to be married.

And I beg of you to let her go.

If you've managed to get Pauline
to accept that Isaac Kent

you've accomplished more than
I thought was humanly possible.

At least I shan't have to climb
down and tell him to take her.

"I withhold not my
heart from any joy..."

That is Bible authority for you.

My dear, Man
is born into trouble

as the sparks fly upwards...

Job 5 verse 6 Miss Shirley.

Pauline... come... here... girl!

No one can deny Margaret Pringle
Harris' place as a cornerstone

of our community.

It is with great remorse
that we turn her spirit

over to her master.

Though our hearts be
troubled with this grave loss,

we must remind ourselves of the
fleetingness of our own lives

and that some day we shall
rejoice with Margaret forever

in the hereafter.

Amen.

Good-bye.

Thank you.

You're welcome.

We're going back to
Boston, Miss Shirley.

Pauline has accepted Isaac Kent.

I've decided to sell Maplehurst.

How I shall miss you Em.

But we will see
each other again soon.

And I promise you I won't ever
forget you, just you mind that.

I will.

Good-bye Miss Shirley.

There's no one in the
whole world like you.

Please accept my
condolences Morgan.

Mother mentioned
you before she went.

She was very keen on you.

She was never one to
throw away a compliment.

That means a great deal to me.

Will you not reconsider?

I've come very close
to reconsidering...

But it isn't any use Morgan.

I'll miss you, Anne.

I hope you rent that big
old house on the Gulf someday,

'cause I'll miss you too.

I haven't had a chance to thank
you Miss Brooke it's been such

a rewarding year.

Don't be ridiculous, please.

Where will you be spending
your summer holidays?

Here in this fire-trap.

Where did you suppose?

Why stay if you don't like it?

Why... why?

Don't trouble yourself.

You've paid your lip service.

Now good-bye.

I shall see you next term.

I won't be coming
back next term.

I've given my resignation
to the board and Miss Stacey.

I came here to ask you if you'd
like to spend your holidays

with me at Green Gables.

Unless you have
somewhere else you're going.

An outburst of charity...

I'm hardly a
candidate for that yet.

Katherine Brooke whether you
know it or not what you want

is a darn good spanking.

It must have
relieved you to say that.

It has.

And I've wanted to say it
to you for a very long time.

But I have asked you
to come because the very idea

of you spending the summer
cooped up in here is indecent.

You asked me because
you feel sorry for me.

I am sorry for you.

You shut out life and now
life is shutting you out.

Now are you coming or not?

What would you
say if I accepted?

I'd say that's the first
faint glimmer of common sense

I've ever detected in you.

Alright I accept.

Now you can go through the
motions of telling me how

delighted you are and how
I'll have a wonderful time.

I am delighted.

But as to a wonderful time
that will depend entirely

on you Katherine.

The murder trials in this
Boston paper my niece sent me

are real interesting Marilla.

Full of heathen, that place.

I hope Anne will
never go there again.

Can you imagine that new
minister going on about how he

doesn't believe that all the
heathen will be eternally lost!

The idea!

If they won't be, all the
money we've been sending to the

Foreign Missions will be
completely wasted, that's what!

I wouldn't fret
if I were you Rachel.

Goodness knows the world is full
of beggars and it's a pretty

pass if we can't help a fellow
being in need, Christian or not.

Marilla Cuthbert!

Don't you be buying any
junk from those peddlers just

to satisfy your conscience.

Oh it's an ill wind
that blows no good.

Come back here you'll
kill yourself running.

Oh, Marilla!

Anne Shirley!

I'm home Marilla.

I'm home to stay.

Oh you blessed child!

How I've missed you.

We were looking
for you tomorrow.

How did you get
from Bright River?

I walked, dearest of Marillas.

We left our
luggage at the station.

I got homesick all at once
and I wanted to show Katherine

all my old haunts.

Welcome to Green Gables.

Thank you for having
me Miss Cuthbert.

Aren't these blossoms fragrant?

Smell them Marilla...

drink them in.

Now enough of that nonsense.

It's you I want to hear about,
not drinking in blossoms.

You must be real
tired, Katherine.

Come and have a cup
of tea on the veranda.

Oh, let's go slowly Marilla.

I've dreamt of
this moment all year.

I want to soak it all in.

Not if Rachel has anything to
do with it, she'll want to spill

out all the news of Avonlea.

Oh Anne Shirley.

I've got so much to tell you!

There's so much
going on in Avonlea.

Oh Rachel, I have
so much to tell you!

It's so good to see you again!

Rachel, this is
Katherine Brooke.

Rachel Lynde.

How do you do?

Pleased to meet you.

Come on in now...

Green Gables never changes.

That's the beautiful thing about
coming home, don't you think?

Katherine?

What's wrong?

Can I help you?

You can't understand!

Everything's always
been so easy for you.

I'm caught in a trap.

I - I don't' think I'm ever
going to be able to get out!

You don't hate me
any longer, do you?

Oh Anne.

Hate has got to be
like a disease with me!

I can never lead a
normal life, now.

Yes you can!

You'll be quite
independent and free here!

When I was a little girl,
I remember an old faded print

on my uncle's wall
showing a string of camels

around a desert
with a palm spring.

I've always wanted to
travel and see that place.

To see the Taj Mahal,
the pillars at Carnet!

I want to know,
not just believe,

that the world is round.

I could never do it
on a teacher's salary.

I shall have to go on forever,
prating about discipline

and the inexhaustible
resources of the dominion!

I always wanted to be
your friend, Katherine

spelled with a "K".

Underneath all your prickles,
you really are a kindred spirit!

Does life never frighten
you with its bleakness,

Anne Shirley?

This is the first place that
I've ever been to that feels

like a real... home.

Isn't he perfect?

He is the most perfect
baby I've ever seen, Diana.

Every baby is the
sweetest and the best.

Before he came I wanted a
girl so I could call her Anne.

But I wouldn't exchange
baby Fred for a million girls.

If you had an Anne
you'd feel the same about her.

Would you like to
hold the baby Katherine?

No, no... I've never
held a baby in my life.

Never held a baby!

Don't be silly.

I'm afraid of it
going to pieces in my arms.

There you are, he's
taken with you Katherine.

It feels so good to
see you dear folk again.

I want to hear
all the Avonlea news.

I've grown a whole inch
since you left Anne.

And now that squirt Anthony
Pye can't pick on me anymore.

Can't you think of
any more interesting news

than that Minnie May!

Did you know that
Gilbert Blythe was dying?

Minnie May hold your tongue!

What do you mean Diana?

We didn't mean to tell
you so suddenly, Anne.

He took scarlet
fever in mid-term.

He picked it up at
the hospital in Halifax.

Terrible worn out
with school I expect.

They got a trained nurse
and everything's been done.

I picked this up
at the Post Office.

It's addressed to you.

My... my book!

Well don't sit there
shaking like a leaf!

Open it.

Oh Marilla.

This can't be real.

They accepted my manuscript last
February with a $250 advance.

You're a great one for secrets.

It's not a classic or a
romance or anything important.

Just a humorous book of
stories I did about Avonlea

in my spare time last fall.

But it's mine, it's all mine.

"To Marilla and Matthew Cuthbert
for their unfailing love and

support and for Gilbert who
inspired me with the idea

in the first place."

You do beat all Anne.

Everyone'll think
I put you up to it.

That's awful good of you;
especially considering Gilbert.

How sick is he really?

It's been a bad
case from the start.

No one's heard
anything the past week.

He has the Blythe constitution

in his favour
though... if God wills it.

Marilla there's a Book of
Revelations in everyone's life.

I've been so wrong..
If Gil were to...

...not knowing
how I really care.

Oh, there there now.

What would I do without him?

We can't change
what God determines.

Jerry Boote... Jerry Boote
works for Mr. Blythe.

It must be a sign.

The worst would
be more endurable

than not knowing at all.

Jerry! Jerry!

Jerry, wait!

Jerry do you know how
Gilbert Blythe is doing?

I think, I think he's bad.

The Blythes are all
hoping he's gonna get better.

I don't know.

The doctor figures maybe

he's gonna have
a close shave yet, though.

Will you ask Mr. Blythe
to give him this for me?

Come with me if you like
and give it to him yourself.

Hello Gil.

It's me.

Anne.

I've come to ask you to
go for one of our old-time

rambles in the woods.

Wish I could go.

I brought you my book.

I've been published Gil.

I wrote about Avonlea
just as you said I should.

Without any "high
faulting mumbo jumbo".

I've dedicated the
inscription to Marilla

and to Matthew, and... to you.

I was planning on saving
it as a wedding gift, and then

I just decided I couldn't wait.

Anne, there's not going
to be any wedding, anymore.

You're gonna well again Gil.
I know you will.

I called it off.

It wouldn't be
fair to Christine.

Oh Gil...

There would never be
anyone for me but you.

Oh, Anne, the summer's
flown by so quickly.

A schoolteacher really
is a slave of time.

I don't know how I'm
ever going to go back.

Don't be silly.

There's always
another bend in the road.

Bend in the road.

There's no bend in my road.

I can see it stretching out
in front of me to the skyline.

Katherine, just look at you.

You're rosy and healthy.

And you hair looks
so attractive like that

instead of all pulled back.

Besides, I happen to know
of two eligible young men

who've asked about you.

Really?

They're gonna be at
the bonfire tonight.

Oh, I wouldn't know
what to say to them.

Will you help me, Anne?

They'll just laugh at me
and think I'm an old gooseberry.

You give yourself
far too little credit.

I wish I had your confidence.

I can believe almost anything
of this Green Gables of yours.

Well, mine's full.

I'll be along.

I want to make sure
Marilla has three full bushels.

Hello Anne.

Hello Gil.

You're looking very robust.

Well, I... uh... I
guess I just made up my mind

I wasn't going
to let it lick me.

Care for a stroll down the lane.

I don't think there's going
to be many more fine afternoons

like this left in the summer.

I wish I could, but...

Katherine and I, we're off
to Alice Penhallow's bonfire

in an hour.

It's the first party I'm taking
her to and she's very nervous.

How about I walk
you across the pond.

I was really afraid for
you Gil, until we heard you

were over the worst.

Well I was lucky I suppose.

I'm not quite my old self yet.

By the time term
starts I'll be in fine form.

I'm glad you came
back when you did Anne.

It meant a lot to me.

I finally read your book.

It's a fine piece of work.

I knew you could do it.

The Publishers are already
planning a second edition.

It was a long lesson to
learn, but you were right.

I'm not going back to Kingsport.

I'm gonna stay here
at Green Gables and write.

Private girls' school was
too rough on you, was it?

No.

It's just that I went looking
for my ideals outside of myself.

I've discovered it's not
what the world holds for you,

it's what you bring to it.

The dreams dearest to
my heart are right here.

Well I hope you
keep on dreaming.

It'll be three years before
I finish medical school.

Even then there won't
be any diamond sunbursts

or marble halls.

I don't want
sunbursts or marble halls.

I just want you.