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(crickets chirping) (bird cawing)

(flourishing music)

(gentle music)

- [Hetty] Good morning, class.

- [Students] Good morning, Mrs. King.

- [Hetty] We will begin today with a practice spelling bee.

Now, form a line behind Felix, here.

Straight line, please.

Uh, don't dawdle, Clemmie Ray.

Now, Felix, I want you to spell sturgeon.

- It's a fish, I know it's a fish.

- This is not a lesson in natural history, Felix.

This is a spelling bee.

Simply spell the word, if you please.

- Sturgeon, S-T-R,

no, E-R.

- Mm-mm-mm-mm. - G.

- Oh, I am very disappointed in you, Felix, next.

- S-T-E-E.

- Mm-mm-mm-mm.

- S-T-U-R-G-O-E-N.

- Wrong, next.

- S-T-U-R-G-I.

- Tsk, tsk, Felicity.

Andrew, surely you can give me the correct spelling.

- Sturgeon, S-T-U-R-G-E-O-N.

- Excellent, Andrew, as always.

(all clapping)

Well, now, children, as you know,

this year we'll be honored to, um,

host the provincial spelling bee in our very own town hall,

and one of you will be chosen from this school to,

ah, represent Avonlea.

It will be a crowning achievement

for my life's work as an educator

to have one of my students win the island bee.

- Wouldn't it be exciting to beat Andrew?

- [Hetty] From now on we shall have daily.

- Why don't we coach each other?

- And to encourage you all to excel,

this year I shall award a prize for our school winner.

The recent edition of the English dictionary.

But to those of you who continually misspell your words,

who show no sign of improvement, this will be your reward.

(children laugh) A dunce cap.

A crown for dunces.

And who will be the first among you to wear it?

So you see, children, this isn't just a spelling bee.

No, this is one of life's challenges.

To win, you have to study hard,

you have to reach down inside of you,

you have to go beyond your own expectations,

and then you may find that glory awaits you.

Glory.

- [Felicity] Just think of it, winning the island bee.

My picture might even be in the newspaper.

I would be declared as the world's best speller.

- Don't count your chickens before hey hatch, Felicity.

You have to win the bee first.

- So do you, Andrew King.

Don't think it's all just a foregone conclusion.

Even you could wind up wearing the dunce cap.

- I doubt it.

Felix will be too busy wearing it for me to get a chance.

- Peg Bowen!

Peg Bowen, the witch of Avonlea!

- Calm down, Felix.

You know she's harmless.

- Harmless, my eye.

She can cause plenty of harm if she set her mind to it.

- [Andrew] Felicity, witches only exist in fairy tales.

- [Felicity] We better get home, it's getting late.

- [Andrew] You two are ridiculous.

- [Hetty] Ha, ha, a dunce cap, a crown for dunces.

Who will be the first to wear this, hmm?

Felix, you must spell dotsneer.

- [Felix] What'd you say?

- [Hetty] Abbodisto lex floba dotsneer.

- [Felix] I don't understand, what's the word?

- Dotsneer.

- [Felix] I don't understand, aunt Hetty.

- Ixi pitti trootsnout.

Ixi pitti trootsnout, dotsneer.

- Dotsneer?

Uh, D-A.

- Wrong! - No, please, no.

No, no, I can spell, honest.

Just give me another chance, please, aunt Hetty.

No, I can spell.

Honest, I can.

Please get it off me, aah!

- Felix, Felix, wake up.

You're having a nightmare.

Are you all right?

- Yes.

- What were you dreaming of?

Your witch of Avonlea?

- Yeah, it was a witch.

- [Andrew] Go back to sleep, Felix.

(gentle music)

- Leather, L-E-A-T-H-E-R.

Achieve, A-C-H-I-E-V-E.

Jumble, J-U-M-B-L-E.

- I haven't seen you practicing

your spelling lately, Andrew.

I think you would be a bit worried

about the practice bee today.

- Hardly, Felicity.

You see, I have been reading since the age of four,

and all those words, they're up here.

- Well, you're just plain arrogant.

A-R-R-O-G-A-N-T.

- Hurry along now, Andrew.

You, too, Felix.

- Mother, I don't feel very well.

- No wonder.

Felix had a nightmare Last night.

He was screaming in terror about the witch of Avonlea.

- The witch?

- We ran into Peg Bowen in the woods yesterday,

and she scared Felix.

- Aw, Felix, dear, are you still upset?

- Yes, in my stomach.

- Run along, children, I'll fix Felix.

That Peg Bowen.

She's given more nightmares to more children

than I can count on both hands.

Now, dear, I know this tastes dreadful,

but it's really the very best thing for a sick stomach.

- Yes, though it's not so upset now.

I got to run if I want to catch up with the others.

- [Janet] Oh, uh, Felix, dear, are you sure?

- [Felicity] B-E-A-U-T-Y.

- Very good, Felicity, Felix?

Spell achieve.

- A-C-H-E.

- Felix, for shame.

Oh, there's absolutely no excuse

for misspelling such a simple word.

Come to the desk.

I tried to be patient with you,

but you're clearly not studying.

Well, you will wear this dunce's cap till the day is over.

Go on, go to your desk. (children laugh)

Ah, silence.

Andrew, spell achieve.

- Achieve, A-CH-H-I-E-V-E.

- Mm-hmm, I'm pleased some pupils

are taking the competition seriously.

(children yelling and laughing)

(gentle music)

Felix King, I don't know what's come over you.

Go.

(gentle music)

- Oh, that woman.

You there, Peg Bowen,

I demand to know what you're doing on this property.

Well, I'll have you know this is King land,

and we don't like strange persons wandering about.

- Peg Bowen is no stranger, Janet King.

- (chuckles) I didn't say stranger, I said strange.

Decent people don't do things like trespass

on other people's property and carry on in odd ways

like terrifying innocent children.

Come on, Felix, dear, she won't harm you, come on.

I want you to leave this property,

and I don't want you to return until you're invited.

- If Peg Bowen has a mind to walk this land

or anyone else's, she'll do so,

and there's no human soul who can stop her.

A curse on your cat.

- [Felix] Pat!

- And I'll thank you to stay well

away from our animals, too.

- And a curse on your stupidity, woman!

- Pat, it's all right, kitty, here we go.

(Alec humming)

She put a curse on him.

Look at him, he's barely moving.

He's gonna die, I know it.

- Oh, darling, no, Pat's fine.

Empty threats, that's all they were.

She knows I won't take any nonsense from the likes of her.

- What's going on here?

- Mother told Peg the witch that she was

no longer welcome on our land.

- I won't tolerate that woman roaming around freely

and terrifying our children.

You know Hetty won't put up with her,

and last night poor Felix had a nightmare about her.

- Oh, don't molly-coddle the boy, Janet.

Everybody knows Peg Bowen's a bit strange,

but she's not a witch.

- Well, what do you think she does with all those plants

and weeds she's forever gathering?

- Well, she makes teas and medicines.

Medicines that helped cure young Peter Craig

less than a month ago, that's hardly witchcraft.

- Oh, isn't it?

Well, Bertie Gillis told me personally

that Elder Frewen said she set fire to his barn

just by waving her hand at it.

- Really, Janet.

Shouldn't you children wash up for supper?

And, uh, hadn't you better get back home

before dark, Miss Sara?

- Well, if Peg Bowen's a witch, then she's a good witch.

She saved Peter's life.

- Well, if she has the power to do good,

then she also has the power to do evil.

- Poor pat.

- Don't you worry, Felix.

She wouldn't be bothered to help Peter and hurt you.

She's a good witch, and that's all there is to it.

She won't carry out her curse.

- Felicity, did you tell mother and father about,

about me having to wear the dunce cap?

- Felix, I'm not a tattle-tale.

You're just going to have to tell them yourself

before anyone else does.

- Now, I've never been known as a superstitious woman, Alec,

but there are mysteries on this earth

even you can't comprehend.

That woman cursed us all, and heaven knows

what misfortune may come of it.

- She was pulling your leg, woman.

Peg Bowen loves nothing better than to provoke you.

- I wore,

I had to wear a dunce cap today at school.

- A dunce cap?

- Yes, and I just made one mistake in the bee.

And aunt Hetty made me wear the dunce cap,

and all the children laughed at me.

It just, just wasn't fair.

- How cruel, how terribly cruel of Hetty.

- Janet, let's not make too much of this.

Pull up your socks there, son.

I had to wear a dunce cap more times than I can remember.

- Pull up your socks.

A terrible injustice was committed,

and you take Hetty's side?

- Well, if he doesn't want to wear the dunce cap,

he's just going to have to study harder.

It's as simple as that.

- He studies hard.

He studies terribly hard, even at the breakfast table.

It's more than should be expected for a child his age.

- I do study hard, but in the bees,

I forget everything I learned.

I just wish I never had to go back to school, ever.

- Felix, it can't be as bad as all that.

All right, we'll talk to your aunt Hetty

and clear this matter up before it goes any further.

- Won't we, Alec?

Good night.

(uptempo music)

Now, Alec, let's make every effort to hold our tempers.

- I'm not known to be hot-tempered, Janet.

- Nor am I, Alec, except when it comes

to protecting our children.

(Janet knocking)

- Oh, come in, come in.

Well, what a pleasant surprise.

Yes, take your coats off.

I've just made a big pot of tea.

I'll get some extra cups.

Look, Alec, fresh from the oven.

- An apple cake.

- Apple cake, just like mother used to make.

Well, isn't this pleasant?

I just happened to feel like company, and here you are.

- Hetty, dear, uh, we've come here to discuss

this matter of Felix's wearing a dunce cap.

The boy's taking it rather hard, and, uh, well,

Janet and I don't want to question your teaching methods--

- We are here to protest your cruel and inhuman methods,

which seem designed only to humiliate children.

- Janet's putting things a little bluntly.

- I am considered to be, uh,

quite progressive with my teaching methods.

Incentives, like the dunce cap, prove quite effective.

- Ho, ho, effective in reducing a child

to tears and making him fear school.

Is that considered good teaching?

- That boy is lazy and lacks concentration.

Perhaps the fault lies not with my teaching.

- Hetty, there's no point in accusing each other.

- Oh, I'm not accusing anyone, but, uh,

I have warned you, Alec, education must begin in the home.

The problem is that you and Janet are--

- The problem is you, Hetty.

You've never been a mother.

You simply don't know what is best for a child.

- I have been to teacher's college, Janet Ward.

- And I have given birth

to three bright children, Hetty King.

- Cows and sows give birth as well.

But, ha, ha, to my knowledge,

this doesn't qualify them for teacher's college.

- Ladies, let's be - Many a fine

- reasonable. - student has been

sabotaged by a poor teacher.

- I suggest that you leave education to those who have one.

- Oh, ho, ho, how like a King to always have the last word.

- At least we know how to spell it, unlike you Wards.

- Now, that's enough.

You're acting like a couple of spoiled girls.

What matters here is Felix.

(sighs) Let's not lose sight of that.

- Here, Pat, a fresh mouse just for you.

He won't touch it.

He was fine before Peg Bowen started the curse.

- Well maybe if you wrote her a letter

asking her to stop the curse.

- Are you out of your mind?

I wouldn't try to get near her.

I don't want to die, too.

- Then maybe you should write the letter.

- All right, but i don't think it will do much good.

- [Felicity] I'll bake her some oatmeal cookies

as a sort of peace-offering.

- Dear Miss Bowen, respected madam.

- [Sara] I could never understand why she would want

to live so deep down in the woods.

- [Felix] Shush up, Sara.

- [Felicity] Let's go back.

- Oh, come on, Felicity I've been here lots of times.

- We can't go back now, this is for Pat, remember?

- Clemmie Ray says that Peg Bowen boils little children

in a big black pot.

Of course, I've never actually seen it myself,

but. (bird screeches)

- Ohh! - What, what was it?

- [Sara] A bird or something.

- Well, maybe it was Peg Bowen in the shape of a bird.

Witches do that, so they say.

- Be quiet, Felicity!

Look, there it is.

- I don't think she's in there.

You go and see, Felix.

Leave the note at her door.

- Go ahead, Felix, we'll wait here.

(suspenseful music)

Hurry up, Felix, we're freezing.

(Felix knocking)

(footsteps crunching)

- Ahh! - Ahh, Felix, Felix!

- Get away, the lot of you!

No kids allowed on my land!

Get away, the pack of you, before I roast you on my spit!

- [Felix] Carriage, C-A-R-R-I-A-G-E.

Carrion, C-A-R.

- Cats, amazing creatures, cats.

Nine lives, they say, could be as frisky

as a kitten in the morning.

They're so quick to recuperate.

Recuperate, R-E-C-U.

It's a bit late for you to be studying, isn't it?

- There's another practice bee tomorrow.

- Ah, well, we want you to succeed, Felix.

But if you try hard, that's all that matters.

- I do, I do try hard.

But when aunt Hetty looks at me,

something happens, my brain freezes.

- Yeah, she, um, does have that effect on people.

- Aunt Hetty says she's disappointed in me.

- Well, don't worry about other people.

Just don't let yourself down.

That's the important thing, isn't it?

(gentle music)

- I had to say lights out three times

before she would stop studying.

I've never seen her work so hard.

Oh, Alec, wouldn't it be wonderful if she won the bee?

- Hmm, if she continues to apply herself,

she'll get a good chance.

- [Hetty] Felicity King, spell onomatopoeia.

- Onomatopoeia, O-N-O-M-A-T-O-P-O-E-I-A.

- [Hetty] Correct, Felicity King

is our new spelling champion.

(trumpet fanfare)

(dreamy orchestral music)

- Any girl as beautiful

and who can spell as well as you can

must be my queen.

(bell ringing)

- [Hetty] Charles!

- Now, if anything happens to upset you, dearest,

mother wants to be the first to know.

- Children, we'll proceed with regular lessons this morning.

The, uh, spelling bee will take place right after lunch.

Oh, hurry up, now, settle down.

- I'd give up if I were you, Felicity.

You see, you would make a much better home-maker

than a scholar any day.

- I'd watch my tongue if I were you, Andrew King.

I have a good mind to ask Peg Bowen

to cook up a little curse for you.

- Wouldn't do any good, I don't believe in curses.

- Come on, children, now, it's time for the spelling bee.

(bell ringing)

(footsteps crunching)

Incorrect, take your seat, Robert.

Sara.

- Chrysanthemum, oh, I do love flower names.

- Spelling the word's all that's required, Sara.

- K-R-I-- - Incorrect, next.

- [Felix] My mother said I could go home

if I wasn't feeling well.

- [Jeffries] Well, 'twas some strange route home

you were taking, Felix King.

- C-H-R-I-- - Incorrect, next.

What is going on here, Constable Jeffries?

- Miss King, I found your young truant.

- Ah, I see.

I wasn't particularly worried about Felix's absence,

as his mother brought him here herself today.

I can see he was wrong.

Thank you.

And good day, Constable.

- Good day, ma'am.

- Felix King, playing truant is a serious offense.

The most serious offense any student could commit.

You have shamed yourself, and you have shamed us all.

Go on, now, sit in that chair facing the corner.

Till the end of the day.

And you'll not be allowed to speak to anyone,

nor will any student be allowed to communicate with you.

Do you understand?

- Yes, Miss King.

- Now, then, Andrew, chrysanthemum.

- Um, C-H-R-Y-S-A-N-T-H-E-M-U-M.

- And once again Andrew is our winner.

(students clapping)

Very good, Andrew.

Now, Timothy, if you'll help me get the globe out,

we'll, uh, review the colonial empire

for the rest of the afternoon.

(somber music)

Felix, come here.

I must tell you, Felix, how shocked and disappointed

I am in your behavior.

Oh, this isn't a trivial matter.

Evading responsibility can lead to

a lifelong pattern of criminal behavior.

I know your parents, once they're told of this,

will be as concerned as I am.

You may go now.

(wind gusting)

- Oh, that snow's coming in thick.

Could hardly find my way from the barn to the house.

Children all in?

- All but Felix.

Oh, Alec, Felicity tells me he's run away from school today.

- The constable brought him back.

But then aunt Hetty kept him in after school.

- Well, he probably made it through to Rose Cottage.

(suspenseful music)

(Alec knocking)

- Alec, what a, come in.

Oof, ha, what a storm.

I, I thought I would never find my way home from school.

- Felix, he's here, right?

- No, no he's not.

- He didn't come home, Hetty.

- Oh, but I, I sent him home way before the storm came up.

Oh, he had plenty of time to get there.

- I'll have to organize a search party.

- [Hetty] I know your parents, once they're told of this,

will be as concerned as I am.

Evading responsibility can lead to

a lifelong pattern of criminal behavior.

- Help, I'm so cold. (tense music)

(Felix grunting)

(Felix yelps)

(Peg grunting)

- [Woman] Felix!

- Felix! - Felix!

- Felix! - Felix!

- Felix! - Felix!

- Felix!

- Felix! - Felix!

(cat meowing) (crow cawing)

(cat meowing) (crow cawing)

(dramatic music)

(chuckling)

- A moment ago you were crying for help,

bleatin' like a lamb.

- What are you you boiling in that pot?

- Eye of newt and toe of frog,

wool of bat and tongue of dog.

(chuckling)

It's late, and you're cold.

Now, you eat some of this.

So, what were you doing outside there, lad, in the snow?

- I, I was going home, the long way.

- There's more you're afraid of.

Much, much more.

I can see it in your eyes, boy, plain as plain.

- I don't care what they do to me.

I'm never going back to school.

- Never going back to school?

You're a very bright boy.

- I'm not, I can't spell.

- Respected madam, I like that, I was rather touched.

Respected madam, I would be much obliged if you would lift

the curse you put on my cat, Pat.

He never did anything to annoy you.

He means you no harm, nor do I.

The accompanying oatmeal cookies are for your enjoyment

and are very tasty.

Very respectfully yours, Felix King, age 11.

Very nicely written.

And there's not one single spelling mistake, not one.

- But in the bee, when aunt Hetty calls out the words,

the letters get all jumbled up in my head.

- Jumbled up?

Oh, so that's your problem.

Jumble, jumble.

I think I might have something for that.

Now, you believe I have the powers of a witch, don't you?

- Yes.

- See this stone?

Looks like an ordinary stone, doesn't it?

Well, it's not.

It's a magic crystal.

The one who possesses this fears nothing.

Not a raging river, not a wild beast,

not even Hetty King, the schoolteacher.

I give you this magic crystal, Felix King, age 11.

With it you will be able to spell any word

ever invented in the known universe, and beyond.

(Peg snoring)

(suspenseful music)

- Mother, father, I'm back!

Good morning, everybody.

- Felix! - Felix, you're home!

- Felix! - Oh, Felix.

- Felix, whatever happened to you?

- I got lost in the blizzard, and Peg Bowen found me.

- Peg? - The witch?

- [Felix] I couldn't see where i was going.

I was freezing cold, I was lost.

She saved me, fed me and kept me warm.

- Oh, heavens, well, how did you ever find

your way over there?

- Hetty King.

How could you have sent him home after school

and not ensured his safe return?

- I, I, I, I cannot follow each and every child

home from school, Janet.

Surely even you can understand that.

Besides, no real harm's done,

and for that I'm very grateful.

- No harm, hmm, why, I have a good mind to keep

him home from school forever.

- Fine, hmm, his spelling's sure to improve then.

- [Felicity] Felix, look, Pat's better.

- [Felix] Pat, you're well again.

She lifted he curse, didn't she?

- That's ridiculous.

He probably just ate something rotten

and got well on his own accord.

- How do you know?

I've been in her house.

She has powers, I know she does.

- [Andrew] Sure, Felix.

- Spell balloon.

- Oh, Sara, stop giving me silly little words

that I already know, you'll throw me off.

- Keep coaching each other, girls.

The only person you're really helping is me.

- Andrew, would you like to try one of my cookies?

I made them myself from a special recipe.

So you don't believe in witches and curses?

I'll have you know that the cookie you're swallowing

is made with Peg Bowen's ground-up secret herbs

to wipe your memory for words.

You're going to lose, Andrew King.

- Ha, you expect me to believe that?

- Well, we're all very pleased to see you

back in school, Felix.

All right, children, it's time for the spelling bee.

Oh, uh, Felix, under the circumstances,

you can sit out the bee if you prefer.

- On the contrary, I'm looking rather

forward to it, aunt Hetty.

- Very well.

Well now, may the best student win.

Uh, Felicity, spell balloon.

- B-A-L-double-O-N.

- No, Felicity, that's incorrect.

- It can't be, I know all the simple words.

- I'm sorry.

Sara.

- But this isn't the way it's supposed to be.

- Felicity, take your seat.

You're out of the bee.

Sara.

- Balloon, B-A-double-L-double-O-N.

- Hmm, uh, Clemmie Ray, spell rustle.

- Rustle, R-U-S-S.

- Incorrect, next.

- Rustle, R-U-S-L.

- Incorrect, tsk, Felix.

- R-U-S-T-L-E.

- Andrew, spell sarcasm.

- Sarcasm S-A-R...

S-A-R-K.

- Andrew, that's not correct.

Felix, spell sarcasm.

- S-A-R-C-A-S-M.

- Sara, spell susceptible.

- Susceptible, S-U-S-S-C.

- Susceptible, S-U-S-C-E-P-T-I-B-L-E.

- Correct, ha.

Well, then the winner is Felix King.

(students clapping)

Congratulations.

(people chattering)

- All right. (glass tinkling)

I, uh, I ask you all to raise your glass of cordial

and join me in a toast.

A toast to Felix, our champion.

- [All] Our champion.

- How did he do it?

(Janet and Hetty talking over one another)

- Ha, heh, Felix has parents who believe in him.

- And the very best of teachers.

- Oh. - Hear, hear.

- Oh, no, no, no cheers.

(all laughing)

- I want him to look his best tomorrow.

Oh, Alec, he's such a sweet boy.

And he's so bright, too.

Who would have thought he would win that bee?

- [Alec] Well, he'll be up against

fierce competition tomorrow.

- Ha, unearthed a stone in his shoe.

- Stone?

- Whatever happens, Felix represents the best of both of us,

the brains of the Kings and the gumption of the Wards.

- Cat's helping you get dressed, uh?

Not too nervous?

- I've never felt so sure about myself before.

- Really, that's good.

You know, Felix, it doesn't really matter

what happens today, I think you've, uh,

learned something quite important about yourself,

something about the values of hard work, self-confidence.

I just wish you the very best today.

- Thank you, father.

I think you and mother will be very proud of me.

- We're always proud of you, Felix.

- Can't forget my magic crystal.

I wouldn't have a hope in ten million without it.

Oh, no, please, don't say I lost it, please!

- Good luck today, Felix.

You showed me that sometimes miracles can happen.

- Miracles, no miracles are going to happen

unless I find my crystal.

- [Andrew] What is wrong with you, Felix?

- My crystal is missing.

Everybody, down on your knees.

Search every inch of this room, this house.

Turn it upside·down if you have to.

- Children? - Find it,

or my name will be mud.

- We have to leave now. - I forgot something.

I'll meet you at the hall.

- Felix, where are you going?

(dramatic music)

- Miss Bowen, Miss Bowen, are you there?

I lost my magic crystal.

Miss Bowen?

(crow cawing)

Constable Jeffries, have you seen Peg Bowen?

- Well, now, I can't say that i have.

Now, let me shake the hand of a champion speller.

You've done us right proud, son.

- [Girl In Blue] E-M-P-H-A, A-S-I.

- We couldn't find anything.

- I can't, I can't go on, I'm a fraud.

I didn't win for real.

It was only the magic crystal.

- Darling, what's going on?

- He's got stage fright.

- It's not that, I can't spell, I never could.

It was only the magic that made it happen.

- [Hetty] What's he talking about?

Young man, take hold of yourself.

- Mother, tell them I'm sick.

- Oh, Felix, dear, you mustn't fret so.

- Come here, stand up here.

I don't want to talk down to you.

Now, you listen to me.

You can spell, you can do it.

Huh, come on.

All you need is confidence.

- Uh, ladies and gentlemen, honored guests and members

of the Prince Edward Island school administration,

welcome to Avonlea.

We are honored this year to host

the provincial spelling competition.

Ah, behind me, you may observe

the top spellers of our island.

(audience clapping)

The first word,

Jane of Charlottetown, spell valetudinarian.

- Valetudinarian, V-A-L-A.

- Incorrect, next.

- V-A-L-L-A.

- Incorrect, next.

- V-E.

- Next.

- V-A-L-E-T-U-D-A.

- [Hetty] Incorrect, next.

(tense music)

Felix, valetudinarian.

Felix!

- V-A-L-I.

- Incorrect.

Ha, well, this is most unusual.

I'll have to confer with the officials here

as to the proper procedure,

as it appears that all of the contestants

have failed to give the correct answer.

Well, the rule book states that in cases such as this,

where none of the contestants have been able

to spell the word correctly,

then, heh, all of the contestants

must be reinstated and, uh, required to begin again, so, uh.

(audience clapping)

Jane, spell irretrievable.

- Irretrievable, I-R-E.

- [Hetty] Incorrect, next.

- I-R-R-A - Next.

- I-R-E.

- [Hetty] Irretrievable, next.

- I-R-R-E-T

R-I-E-V-A-B-L-E.

- Correct.

Felix King, spell scintillate .

- S-C-I-N

T-I-L-L-A-T-E.

- Correct.

Spell patronymic.

- P-A-T

R-O-N-I.

- [Hetty] Incorrect.

(audience murmuring)

- P-A-T

R-O-N

Y-M-I-C.

- Correct.

(audience clapping) (gentle music)

(Janet knocking)

- [Janet] Miss Bowen, Miss Bowen, are you home?

- Get away with you, woman.

I'm not partial to your tongue!

- Uh, Miss Bowen.

Miss Bowen, my husband and I would like to thank you

from the bottom of our hearts

for the kindness you've shown our son.

These are some of my pies.

It would do me great honor if you would accept them.

I was, I was very wrong in forbidding you

to walk on our land.

You may, of course, take whichever route to cross it

you please whenever you want.

- You hungry?

I've just been fixin' some vittles.

- Oh, no, thank you.

I-I-I wouldn't wish to impose.

I just wanted you to know how we felt.

Come on, Felix, let's go.

- One moment, mother.

I won, I won the bee because of your magic!

- My magic, mm-mm.

There's no magic more powerful

than the magic of you believing in yourself.

Isn't that right, lad?

- [Janet] Felix, come on, dear, let's go.

(crow cawing) (gentle music)

(crickets chirping) (owl hooting)

(flourishing music)