All language subtitles for Road To Avonlea s03e13 Old Friends, Old Wounds

you up to now?

Look what I did to my dolly. I hate you,
Davey. I hate you.

Davey, Keith, you're going to be the
death of me yet. It's just a dumb old

You watch your tongue. You will
apologize to your sister and to Marilla.

know how anyone can sleep with such
catawalling now. Go get ready for

on, now.

Oh, Dora, let's see now.

Oh, no.

I think we can fix up Dolly right as
rain.

You just hold your breath and count to
ten.

There's a good girl.

We're just having a little fun with him.

Serves him right.

He broke my dolly.

That's all right. In my opinion,
brothers deserve whatever happens to

What's the matter, Davey?

We let you play, Davey, but you fight
like a girl.

You're David Keith, aren't you, huh?

Over at Green Gables, I'd recognize you
anywhere.

Playin' hooky, I'd wager.

I got to go into town anyway.

Don't worry.

Brother won't be cross.

Davy, you'll be the death of us.

You're very welcome, Adelaide.

Here, old biddy.

I'm sorry, Marilla.

I suppose it was a bad thing to do.

I want you to understand, if we do
wrong, we'll be punished sometime,

somewhere.

You never do nothing wrong, Marilla.

I am more of a foolish old lady than you
know.

Run along now, Davy, and get your coat.
I've got a whole list of things to do,

so don't dawdle. Oh, Rachel.

Imagine the effrontery of the man coming
right up to the front door.

Oh, Rachel, isn't it about time that you
buried that old hatchet?

When I bury that hatchet, I'll be
underground next to it, that's what.

John Harrison needs some changing of his
ways.

Good Lord.

Stevie!

That man would gobble up every piece of
land in the county if it was going

cheap. He has no feelings for anyone or
anything but his wallet.

Not that you could tell from looking at
the scoundrel.

Rachel, I don't know how you think you
can change anyone when your own mind is

so set.

Me? Fiddlesticks. I've always believed
in letting bygones be bygones.

Well, that's the trouble with you,
Marilla. You're just a decent human

People take advantage of your good
nature.

Well, that took you long enough, Davy
Keith.

I am not making any excuses for you to
Hetty King.

You better straighten up and fly right,
Davy Keith.

Be careful how you put him on the back
of that buggy, huh?

Highway robbery.

Nothing else.

You won't get them any cheaper than
that.

Unless you want them warped.

Ah, some of these boys are warped.

Harrison, here she comes.

Hiya. The only woman I know whose tongue
could fry bacon.

You better get out of sight.

Lady, come over here.

I see Mr.

Harrison is building again.

Who else's farm did he buy dirt cheap?

I'm sure the money he gypped me out of
will keep him in wood for some time.

I didn't gyp me out of nothing.

I bought your farm first where it wasn't
worth a dollar more.

Ha!

Navy, get down out of there and get your
bottom tan butt good.

You took advantage of a grieving widow
and don't think I'll ever forget it.

Archie, I'm here for some solid oak
boards to fix the front hall.

Come with me, Rachel.

That woman has the memory of an
elephant.

And that's not the only thing the two of
them have got in common.

Good morning, Rachel.

Now, where's that Davy?

He's outside.

I need eyes in the back of your head for
that one.

Davy, get in here!

What can I do for you, Rachel?

Marilla hasn't been herself lately. Not
that she'd let on, of course.

Davy, don't touch. Hands behind your
back.

Do you have any of that Harley's tonic,
Elvira?

I heard it did wonders for Burt Potts.
But far be it for me to tell Marilla

anything. That'll be 25 cents, Rachel.

A more stubborn woman was never born.

She couldn't wait for me to fix it.

She had to fix it herself.

Davey, go and see if Marilla's outside.

Tell her I'm putting on some tea.

you go back outside that door and come
in here like a human being, not a

Mrs. Lynn, it's Marilla. She's not born.
She's hurt.

What? Marilla, she's lying.

Run as quick as you can and get Dr.
Blair.

Did you hear me? No, Davey!

Help! I need Dr. Blair!

Where is he?

He's in lockdown.

Nobody's got to help! It's Marilla!

Hurry, Heather.

Dr. Blair's on his way, and you'll be
fine. Just fine.

Good night.

Hurts my eyes.

I want to talk to you.

Hold my hand now.

Don't you worry, Marilla.

I'm not going anywhere.

And neither are you.

Stand fast.

You just think about all those things
we've got to do around here.

Not to mention taming those two wild
hellions.

You're my very best friend.

And you're my good friend.

Take the children out.

Marilla Cuthbert was the most generous,
unselfish person that I've ever known.

We were neighbors and best friends for
45 years.

And we never had a quarrel.

I have lost my best friend.

And I don't know what I'm going to do.

Eddie?

Stand here with me.

Just for a little while.

There's that now, Rachel.

We'll bring her back, you know.

Davy Keith. Now you wash your hands and
your face before you leave this room.

Let's go in.

They're here to see you, you know. If
only I hadn't gone out.

Oh, Rachel, that's nonsense.

It could happen any time, anywhere, to
any of us.

I always wanted to be the first to go.

And I was prepared.

But not Marilla. Oh, no, she wouldn't
hear a word about it.

Not even when I could have gotten her a
sail on a coffin, two for the price of

one. Rachel!

Those poor children.

First they lose their parents and now
Marilla.

Oh, Janet, Rachel can cope.

Rachel Lynn does not have a maternal
bone in her body.

Oh, I don't know. Parents, you said,
children of her own.

And where are they now, Janet?

Hetty, what am I going to do about the
children? I just can't handle them.

Oh, yes, you can.

You'll be fine when you're more
composed, when you calm yourself.

I wish their blasted Uncle Willie would
show up. He is, after all, a blood

relation. They'd be better off with him.

Come on, Dora, eat something.

You'll feel better. I always do.

What happens to us?

What do you mean, Davy? You'll stay
here, of course.

That's a lie.

Davy, Keith.

I heard Mrs. Lynn talking.

She's going to get rid of us, Dora.

I can hardly believe it.

She never said a word to anyone.

It's just like Marilla.

Even had our cribbage game all lined up
like always for Wednesday night when

the old parrot in there would be at her
prayer meeting.

I'm real surprised Ann and Gilbert
aren't here.

I heard Solicitor Simpkins sent word to
the surviving relations.

Things ain't gonna be the same around
here without Mr.

Cuthbert.

I don't suppose you'll be welcome around
here anymore?

With Rachel Linden in charge?

Not bloody likely.

Dr. Blythe?

Sorry to see you under such
circumstances, Mr. Gillis.

Rachel's inside.

Gilbert. Gilbert.

Where's Ann?

Gilbert.

Rachel.

I wish I'd made it to the service.

Where's Anne?

Anne's been ill with scarlet fever.

She's just getting over it.

One of the little ones had it first.

Gracious Gilbert.

Well, perhaps you shouldn't have left
her then.

No, she insisted.

She needs to know what happened.

I'm so glad you're here.

Yes, of course. Hello,

Gilbert. Hi.

You again, huh?

Listen here.

Need some nursing, you think you could
do it?

No, never done it.

Here.

Stand underneath it.

Right.

Now sit down over there behind you.

Be careful.

Take off your mittens.

Hang on. I'll get the bottle out.

There.

Just that fast.

Hold up there. Hold up there. That's
good.

Now you're a good boy, David. Keep the
bottle up. That's good.

Christmas, Davy Keith.

Can't a body get some peace and quiet
around here?

You just go and wash your hands. Supper
will be ready in a minute.

Look at your hair.

You look like you've been pulled through
a knot hole backwards.

Now stay still.

No, I've always braided it.

Ow! That feels awful.

Oh, Tora.

What am I going to do with you?

What are you going to do with us?

I heard you say you were going to send
us to Uncle Willie.

Well, he is your closest living
relative, Davey.

He don't want us.

He had a... He would have come already.

Well, you just let the grown -ups decide
what's best.

You run along now and see what's keeping
Dr. Blythe with the wood.

You're going to put us out for adoption
and I'm really dead?

Don't say things like that.

Well, she is. She's dead.

All right.

Do you want me to stay overnight?

I'll hold the fire.

Just a little laryngitis and so on.
Nothing to get

excited about.

I'll just lie down a while.

There it is again.

That twinge.

Twinge? What kind of twinge?

Twinge. Probably nothing.

Would you like us to send for Dr.

Blair? Oh, no.

What could he do, anyway?

Eddie, you've been upset, and you
probably just have a little indigestion.

Indigestion? It would be ridiculous.

Acute laryngitis, called by indigestion.

I didn't say that, Hedy.

Funny.

Rachel said that Marilla had been harmed
with weather, much the same sort of

thing, before she... Hedy, it was
Marilla's heart, not laryngitis.

I'll be upstairs.

I know.

Davy? Mrs. Lent, if you do a terrible
thing, does God always punish you?

Sooner or later, yes. Why?

Well, I think that's why he took Marilla
away.

Davy, whatever are you talking about?

It's because I was bad.

Oh, Davy.

Davy. It wasn't your fault.

It's nobody's fault. It's just... Well,
the way things are.

I'll never be bad again, Mrs. Flynn.

I'll never tease Dora, or take her
dolly, or tie her to the tree up back,

frogs in your bed, or nothing.

Yeah.

Now, you just run along and get ready
for bed, and I'll be right in.

I took the liberty of putting some
whiskey in this.

Doctor's orders.

Simplest cure for sleeplessness.

I'm sorry, Gilbert.

You have your own troubles.

Merle always thought of you as she would
her own son.

She was so pleased when you and Anne
finally came to your senses.

Rachel, Anne and I would like to make it
very clear to you.

Get sure to stay on at Green Gables as
long as you want.

Thank you, Gilbert.

This is a most unfortunate situation,
Mrs. Lind.

Marilla Cuthbert had been to see me
about drawing up a will, but she died

the document was signed and executed.

What? Therefore, the property of Green
Gables and its contents are rightfully

inherited by my client, the McNeils of
New Brunswick, who, as these documents

attest... are the deceased only living
next of kin.

Yes, I'm aware of that, but certainly
Anne must have some say in this.

She was more than a ward. She was like a
daughter to Marilla.

Isn't that next of kin, if anything is?

Well, certainly more than these McNeils.

No.

No, there is no will.

Yes, I realize that.

I understand.

No, I heard Mr. Simpkin is trying to
locate the children's uncle.

Out west.

She was adopted by Marilla.

And what would farmers from away be
wanting with green gables?

I heard they aim to sell.

You would have thought Marilla would
have left her affairs in order.

What's that?

Clarifax, what do you mean?

No, Will.

Let's hope he puts up a good fight.

Hope he's got a darn good lawyer.

Once lawyers are involved, it costs
money.

But it's Green Gables. It's got to be
worth it to them.

So it is, Mrs. Lawson.

I am wiring to let you know that my
dearest friend Marilla Cuthbert has

passed away.

Quite distressed that Green Gables is to
be sold and I may need

some...

Fini... Fini... I'm sorry, Mrs. Linda. I
can't read your writing.

Financial. Pardon me?

Financial! Oh, I may need some financial
help.

You know, your art in the rain sure look
a lot alike.

Your mother... Make that fondly your
dear

mother. Oh, fondly your dear mother.

And here's the address.

My son, Thomas Lind, in Prince Albert,
Saskatchewan.

Can't just sit around here doing
nothing.

I'll go right round the bend if I even
start to think about it.

I'm no jellyfish, but I can't help
feeling cast adrift. I promise you,

this farm will not be sold to a
stranger.

Now, Anne and I have some savings and
some bonds that could be cashed.

We'll buy it ourselves, and you'll stay
here.

Now, I'm going to Charlottetown to speak
to a solicitor, and I'll be back as

soon as I can.

Davy, what are you doing skulking
around?

That man's out there again.

He's the one you're skulking.

Aunt Hattie, what are you doing?

I'm adjusting my last will and
testament.

You're... Why?

Because Marilla Cuthbert took too long
to settle her affairs, that's why.

Oh, and now, look at poor Rachel.

I'll not let that happen in my house.
Now, Sarah, Rose Cottage is for you, and

that's that.

Would you mind if I left the...

Silver T -shirt, Mr. Felicity.

She'd know how to care for it so much
better than you. You understand.

It's ridiculous.

Sarah.

The house isn't sold yet, Mr. Simpkins.
Kindly remove yourself from the

premises. I have a prospective buyer for
Green Gables, Mrs. Lynde.

He's definitely interested in purchasing
the place, but he'd like to look over

the property. Not so long as I draw
breath, you two -faced son of a bee.

One minute you're working for Marilla,
and the next you're selling her house

from under her. Rachel, please.

Yes, of course, Mr. Simpkin.

I should tell you that I am also
interested in purchasing Green Gables.

Well, that's fine, Dr. Blythe.

My client would like to close this deal
as soon as possible.

I expect that once he inspects the
property, he'll make an offer.

And how much time would that give me?

48 hours.

Don't worry, Rachel.

I intend to do this.

Who is this client of yours, Mr.
Simpkin?

Your neighbor, Mr. Harrison.

What do you want?

You money -grubbing worm of a man. How
dare you buy Green Gables when Marilla

Cuthbert is barely cold in her grave.
You ought to be horsewhipped.

Hey, wait a bloody minute. Don't try to
deny it. First it was my farm. I have

bogies to the hilt. You're like a
buzzard, swooping around trying to pick

bones. Make mighty tough eating.

The property's for sale, isn't it? That
anyone's got a right to put an offering

on it.

Anyone with an ounce of decency or
common sense would realize that Marilla

want Green Gables to go to Anne Shirley.

Oh, but what would you know about doing
the right and proper thing for people?

You've never given a fig for anyone in
this entire town. Why, Thomas and I

worked our... I've taken just about
enough in the air over the years for you

telling people that I did get the right
price for your farm. I'd buy Green

Gables just to spite you, Rachel, and
hear her words at people's if they were

bricks.

away. I don't want to leave, Davey.

Ain't no use.

Somebody listens to us.

Davey, they only listen to you when you
get in trouble.

Wait a minute.

What do you mean, Felix?

I want to know.

Oh, Hetty, what am I going to do?

My son Thomas is sending me $20.

Oh, $20.

You better face it, Rachel, that boy
Thomas never did have the sense of

Where did I go wrong?

It's his wife.

She's turned him against me, that's
what.

He hopes everything will turn out.

Ha!

I won't impose myself on them, even if
that old skin -flint Harrison is going

buy green cables and leave us all
homeless.

Rachel, shh, calm down.

I won't let it happen. He'll find out
who he's got to deal with.

You're giving me a headache.

Be a rational woman.

Your tongue's forever wagging there
ahead of your wits.

I'm no fool, Hetty King.

Thanks so much for your support.

Got the damper set.

Leave me, Davey. Mr. Harrison won't buy
it if it's not worth it.

I wish he was dead instead of Marilla.

Leave it to Grunoff's to really make a
mess of things.

Don't saw them all the way, Davey. I
know.

We've got to hurry. Mrs. Little's back.

And Mr. Sim can too.

You know, Davey, if you want something
done, you've got to use your head.

Here they come.

If you think you've accomplished
anything with this silly trick, you can

assured that Mr. Harrison doesn't care a
whip about the house.

He's a farmer.

He wants the land for his sheep.

And I have a notion to charge you with
malicious mischief. Don't you bully

children, Theodore Simpkin.

Now, I understand that the house does
not belong to me.

And I am willing to move, if and when
the time comes.

But as long as I am here, I have my
rights.

And so do these children.

They did the only thing they knew.

to prevent their home from being sold.

I have no alternative, Mrs. Lynn, but to
evict you and them from this house

before you cause any more damage.

And as for these troublemakers, the
McNeils have generously offered their

to Dora Keith.

And they will find a good home for the
boy.

Good day, Mrs. Lynn.

I don't know what that man could be
thinking, buying green gables out from

Rachel. Be careful now. He and Marilla
were such good friends.

Now look how he's behaving.

You can put it right down over there,
Bert.

I've got a good mind not to serve
Harrison next time he comes to the mill.

Man's got a short memory.

After all Marilla did for him after his
wife died?

I remember the time we stuck young Jamie
Harrison up in the roof of the old ice

house. Well, isn't he afraid of heights?

It was Marilla who had the darn wall
climb up there and bring him down. Never

said a word about it. Well, maybe she
should have.

There are a few things I need, Mrs.
Lawson.

Harrison, we want a word with you about
Green Gables. That's my business.

We figured we had a right to have our
say.

Poor Mrs. Lind.

Don't talk to me about poor Mrs. Lind.
Now look, Rachel may have her faults,

but... We all have our faults. And
you're going to serve me, aren't you?

Harrison, I never used to put much stock
in Rachel's stories about you.

Until now.

You haven't given one thought to where
Rachel and those children are going to

live. I don't care where she lives. She
can go to you -know -where in a

handbasket for all I care.

I don't know what Marilla Cuthbert ever
saw in that old grouch.

Evicted.

Marilla would kill me if she knew what a
mess I'd made of things.

Oh, Felix King.

I know.

It was a terrible idea.

I just thought somebody had to help
them, and nobody was doing anything.

Oh, I've been completely foolish,
Rachel.

Eddie?

Gilbert Blythe.

What are we able to do in Charlottetown?

Well, I can get 50 % of the money.

That's all I can beg, borrow or steal,
Miss King.

It's just not enough.

It's going to break Anne's heart that
we've lost.

We've not lost yet, my boy.

Sarah, Felix, Davy, Dora.

There is work to be done.

Now, we're going to call a meeting.

Of those who know what Marilla Cuthbert
really would have wanted.

We can't accept charity, Miss King.

Now, Gilbert, who said anything about
charity?

If a bank can arrange a mortgage, why
can't a town?

The town of Avonlea, I mean.

Order. Order, everyone.

Thank you, Felix.

You know why we're all here, I'm sure.

Marilla Cuthbert's last wish was to
leave Green Gables to Gilbert and Anne

Blythe, I'm sure. But I fear that her
wishes may not be respected unless we do

something about it.

Gilbert.

Well, I've managed to raise about 50 %
of the money necessary to purchase Green

Gables.

What I'm asking you to consider is the
loan to make up the outstanding balance

Now I guarantee that I will pay each and
every one of you back as soon as

possible

Gilbert and Rachel, they're hoping that
you'll be able to make a promise to them

to support their purchase of Green
Gables.

Oh, I, for one, have committed my meager
savings toward their cause, as

have my sisters, Olivia Dale and Alec
and Janet King.

Well, who will be next?

Archie Croswell, don't they?

Oh.

Oh, very good.

Wonderful.

Mr. Simpkins, we'd like to make an offer
to purchase Green Gables. And you can

tell that to John Harrison.

I'm afraid you're too late.

Too late?

The purchase of the property of Green
Gables was closed at noon.

What?

I'm sorry.

I don't know what else to do.

I'll find another solicitor. I'll
challenge the McNeil's claim to the

Gilbert, we've done all we can.

I think you should go home to Anne right
now. I'm worried sick about her.

Thank you for everything you tried to
do.

And you too, Hetty.

Rachel, I still can't believe it.

You're welcome to stay here, you know
that.

In fact, of course, you must stay here.
Thank you, Hetty.

But what about Davy and Dora?

I'm going to lose them.

Why would he listen to you and not me?

Because I'm a man.

Who's that?

Oh, it's Felix King, sir.

What do you want, Felix?

Well, I know that you and him must
comfort pretty well.

And you may not realize how much Mrs.
Lynn means to us all.

Another country heard from, huh?

What? Mr. King, Mrs. Lynn is the most
annoying woman I know.

She's a confirmed old busybody.

That's the truth. I believe in telling
the truth.

But... Mr. Harrison, you don't
understand.

They'll take Daisy and Dora away, and
it'll be all your fault. See?

What did I tell you? Come on, Dora.

Daisy, where are you going? But you're
not telling the whole truth, Mr.

Harrison. You're only telling the
disagreeable part, just like Mrs. Lynn.

Don't compare me with the likes of that
old gossip.

All gone, Hilda.

Come on.

Daisy, come back here.

Oh, great.

Our home is always open to you.

I will.

Give my love to Anne and the children.

I will.

I'll be in touch with you soon.

Goodbye, Gilbert.

What's the matter? Mr. Harrison!

What happened?

With your leg in that condition, Mr.
Harrison, you won't be up and around too

soon.

I'd say at least a week bed rest.

I've got a farm to run, my boy.

Well, if you expect to run that farm for
very long, you'll do as I say.

Or lose the leg.

Thank you.

Don't mention it.

I'll be downstairs.

Mr.

Harrison?

What were you doing out there?

Me and Dora was running away.

Running away?

They're going to split us up because you
got the house.

I wish you was dead, Mr. Harrison.

I didn't mean for it to really happen.

I just wanted me and Dora to be
together.

Oh,

heavy. Remember this?

Oh, Lyle Trent's wedding.

Marilla's dance card. All the dances are
filled.

John Lyle.

Mrs. Lynde.

Get away, you dreadful old skinflint.

Now, Rachel, calm yourself.

Go on, sit in the parlor.

If you know what's good for you, John
Harrison, you will leave immediately

before I take that crutch and break it
over your thick gulf. And don't think

it's going to be easy for you in
Avonlea.

People don't take kindly to turning
others out of their home.

Rachel, calm yourself.

It's all water under the bridge now, you
know. You wouldn't be saying that if we

were talking about King Farm. Well,
we're not talking about King Farm.

If you two would just stop your tongues
from wagging for one blessed minute.

I should have listened to what the young
ones were trying to tell me.

Davey Keith wants to stay here with
Dora.

Stay they will.

So you can do as you like, Rachel Lynn.

All one to me.

Now, what in the name of Pontius Pilate
does that man mean?

I know in the past you and I have had
our differences, Mr. Harrison. I'm a

terribly outspoken person.

I'm known for it.

Well, I've been accused of the same,
Mrs. Linden.

Marilla would know what to say to you.

I'm at a loss for words.

Well, that's a first.

Well, if that's the way things are...

You may like to live in that run -down
rat trap that you call a farmhouse, but

we do not.

As the new owner of Green Gables,
there's the matter of the front hall. It

to be repaired before somebody breaks
their neck.

And the kitchen needs a new coat of
paint, smoke damage, and that pump...

wouldn't happen to know how to play
cricket, would you, Mrs. Lynn?

I am a master, Mr. Harrison.

Taught Marilla everything she knew about
the game.

Don't say.

Oh, now the kitchen needs a good
cleaning, Mrs. Lynn.

I'll get to the stairs when I get to
them. There'll be no cribbage around

until the stairs are fixed, Mr.
Harrison.