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I really wish you'd reconsider, mother.
Your place is here with your family.

Only the underfoot, Robert. And now that
you have a new baby, you'll be needing

the extra space.

But I can always build you your own room
in the spring.

Anything you want to make you feel more
at home.

Avonlea's my home.

And it was always my plan to go back
there as soon as I was well again.

Well, at least promise me you'll stay on
at Hetty King's as well until Mr.

Harrison gets Green Gables back up
tonight.

What's that first step?

Mercifully. Providence, Robert.

Let me be.

Now, Billy's going to take me from work
to visit you twice a month and give you

a hand.

Needless bother, if you ask me.

Oh, that's lucky.

Snagged a window seat, no less.

All aboard!

Meet sound train for Regina.

Safe journey, Mom.

I love you.

I love you, too, son.

Now, away with you, before you make me
cry.

Off we go, old girl.

Be home before you know it.

All aboard for Edmonton, Buxton,
Williston, Kingsport, and Halifax.

Oh, this interminable jiggery. Two
intros make me dizzy.

Terrible, isn't it? A headache the size
of all outdoors.

I feel like a dog's breakfast.

Can't wait to get home. Me either.

What's wrong, Tim?

Are you all right?

Get the conductor.

Sit still now, dear.

I've called the conductor.

You're frightened, but I'm here to help
you.

Try and get some rest now.

There

wasn't

anything with a name on it, Doctor.

But I found this train ticket in her
pocket.

She might have been planning to get off
at any number of stops between here and

Birchview. Check with the railway
office. Maybe someone's reported her

by now.

Oh, but if she missed her connection in
Montreal, she'd be on that.

Well, Olivia, I'm perfectly capable of
reading a schedule on my own, thank you.

Are you sure you got the right time,
Miss King? I'm quite sure.

Oh, it was the half -past three train
that Mr. Lynn told us to meet.

Mrs. Lynn probably just took a later
train, Davey.

How's Mrs. Lynn isn't coming?

I knew it all along. So?

Isn't she, Miss King? No, children.

There's been a mix -up, that's all.

Oh, obviously, some mix -up or other.

I'll try placing a trunk call through to
her son.

See if we can straighten this up
directly.

Yes, Miss King.

Look here, I need to get through to a
certain Mr.

Robert Lind in Saskatoon. It's urgent.

Mr. Robert Lind, Saskatoon. That's it.

Right.

A message?

Contact Hetty King.

Soon as possible.

By whatever means necessary.

Urgent. Thank you.

She's the one who came in off the train
this morning, eh? Yes, poor thing.

We've no idea who she is.

I always feel sad when I see someone
that ill.

No family to mark their passing.

You know, it's my turn to go. I want to
be at home in my own bed.

Glasgow and the Borden Ferry to Prince
Edward Island.

Excuse me, ma 'am.

Your ticket?

Had a stopover, did you?

I'll let you get away with it just this
once.

Sad when they get like that, huh?

old soul.

Stopped over for a pint of gin and
missed her train, no doubt.

Rachel, can you tell me what happened to
you?

Do you understand what I'm saying?

No, no, no, don't upset yourself.

Just nod your head for yes, shake your
head for no.

Do you understand, Rachel?

Have you had any dizziness?

Headaches?

Numbness in your arms or legs?

right here, Rachel.

I'm right here.

Now, don't you worry about a thing,
Rachel.

We're getting well.

We'll take good care of you.

Rachel will regain her faculties. Well,
she's terribly weak and suffering from

exposure to the elements, so it's hard
to make an exact diagnosis.

I'm afraid Rachel suffered another very
severe stroke.

The possibility exists that she will
never speak again.

Now, someone must be with her at all
times to tend to her needs and to ensure

she's not subjected to any undue
excitement.

With that, I assure you.

I'll do whatever's necessary.

If you notice even the slightest change
for the worse, summon me immediately.

Yes, yes, I will. Thank you, Doctor.

I, uh... I wish I could be more helpful.

I'll see myself out, Miss Dean.

I know you want to see Mrs. Lind, and
you will, but not yet.

She's very poorly still, you see.

What's wrong with her?

Well, you remember when she first got
sick, hmm?

Well, she's had that same trouble again,
you see.

And, um... Well... Well...

She's not able to speak.

That's the short of it. So we'll have to
be very patient with her a while.

You're not going to let Mrs. Lynde's son
take her away this time, will you?

Because she wants to be with us, Miss
King.

That's why she came home.

Yes, child, I believe you're right.

She'll stay here, of course.

But you'll have to allow Mrs. Lynde
plenty of peace and quiet.

You promise?

pitching and help me take care of her.

Will you do that?

Yes.

when this cablegram arrived from Robert.

Apparently he telephoned the railroad.

He telephoned the railroad from
Saskatoon and they told him that Rachel

taken ill and she's in some out -of -the
-way hospital in Williston, Nova

Scotia. But Olivia... Last night she ran
away and now nobody knows her.

But I do.

I do.

Stairs.

Go on.

Jack's birthday.

Fourteen. Had finally come round.

With its quantum of presence, among them
he found, one treasure he scarcely had

hoped to obtain.

A fine silver watch with a fine silver
chain.

There.

At least Robert will know that his
mother's safe and sound and in good

Eddie, you're out of your mind, thinking
that you can...

Rachel and teach school as well as being
responsible for the children.

Olivia, please, will you just send the
telegram?

My mind is quite made up.

Well, in that case, you just have to let
me give you a hand.

Now, tell me what I can do.

It feels just like being evil.

Nothing makes a person feel more at home
than having their own things around

them. That's right.

Rachel, I dug out the old things that
you left in the attic before you went to

Saskatoon. So I'll just lay them out
here, you pick out what you like, and

see to washing them for you.

Tuesday and Wednesday.

And Muriel on Thursday.

And I'll put you down for Monday.

Oh, of course. And I can also come on
Friday. You can help with the cooking.

Mrs.

Lind.

We found your favorite quilt from your
bedroom during Gables.

It was in the attic.

We're really glad you're back home, Mrs.
Lind.

And you're here for good this time,
right?

No.

Miss King!

Something's wrong with Mrs. Lynn!

No, no, no, she's fine.

Oh, maybe she just needs to rest, I
think.

Oh, maybe I left her a nice... cake on
the kitchen table, so fling along, and

I'll keep that a while.

There,

there, now, Rachel.

Oh, don't upset yourself, dear.

The children are worried at all.

They know you've been through.

She still wants to be here.

With us.

I don't know.

She won't be the same.

Hush, Dora.

Don't talk that way.

Delicious. Now, Olivia's going to visit
with you today, so you shan't be alone

whilst the children and I are at school.

Oh,

Rachel, don't fuss.

It's no bother, I promise you. No, come
along now.

Eat that up before you get cold.

You hear me, King?

Eddie, I'm sorry, but I just could not
get Jasper moving or Montgomery dressed.

I don't know what I've gotten into those
two.

Plans can't be changed due to Jasper.

Put on your coat.

Now, be sure that Rachel has her lunch.
Twelve o 'clock sharp.

Mitten's daughter.

Go, go, go, go, go. Go.

See if she takes a nap in the afternoon.

I will.

Goodbye, have a good...

I see you haven't even touched your
breakfast.

Come on now, just a few spoonfuls.

Mmm.

Rachel Lynn, aren't you even going to
try?

Look at that.

Boy's own annual.

You know, Roger and Alec had one of
these when we were young. We used to

reading it.

Here's an interesting story.

Why don't I read it to you?

An alligator adventure.

The night was deliciously clear and
cool, as all summer nights in Florida

A Tale of the Jungle by Reverend J .R.
Hutchison from India.

Chapter 6.

And the blood of King Morvan flows
through my veins.

For I am his... Oh, Rachel, what is it?

Are you in pain?

Oh, what can I do?

Aha, you want water.

We came to say goodnight, Mrs. Lunt.

You didn't eat your supper.

Aren't you hungry?

But you've got to eat to get better.

What is this stuff, anyway?

Potato soup.

Miss King made it special.

No wonder she won't eat it, Dora.

It's mush.

You hate mush, don't you, Mrs. Lunt?

How'd you know that?

She'd never eat porridge.

Or even soft -boiled eggs before she got
sick.

Bet she'd like a nice meat sandwich,
though.

But, Miss King... Never mind about Miss
King.

Be right back with your sandwich.

Miss King's not going to like this. She
doesn't have to like it, because she's

not going to know about it.

Rachel, shall I... What is this?

What is going on here?

Picnic? She doesn't much like that baby
food more she's been giving her. See?

She hasn't even touched it.

Well, uh, simple food are surely best
for your digestion, Rachel.

Beg your pardon.

What are you doing?

Rachel. Your cane?

I'll get it for you.

Sit down.

Rachel.

Are you sure? Can you manage?

Mrs. Lynn.

She's all right.

You go, Rachel. We're here.

Where's Miss King, Dora?

She's getting Mrs. Lynn ready.

We're supposed to wait here till they
come out. Well, I hope it's soon. I

haven't got all day.

I must say, Rachel, you've always had
the loveliest wave to your hair.

It's a masterpiece if I do say so
myself.

Oh, what is it?

You don't like it?

That's all right. I'll arrange it
differently.

I'm sorry, Rachel.

I thought that's what you wanted, to be
treated more like your old self.

You've no need to be afraid.

You're amongst friends, you know.

Thank you for passing that, dear. We
need someone like Rachel.

Oh, Rachel!

Oh, my goodness.

The choir has simply fallen flat on its
face since you left, Rachel.

However, we're going to get you back
into the old gang. Well, everyone, go

be seated.

Yes, there you are, Rachel.

Well, I may as well pour the tea, then,
shall I?

You're looking very well, Rachel.

Such an ordeal. We were so worried about
you.

But you're on the mend now, aren't you,
dear?

Rachel, I was so pleased to hear that
you had been up and about.

Considering all things, of course.

Cake. Oh,

that's my apple spice cake Hedy's put
there for you, Rachel.

Made fresh yesterday.

That's a very interesting dress. Did you
make it yourself? Rachel does love her

squeeze.

I'm sure it's the only pleasure she has
nowadays, Eleanor. I hear she's not

right in the head anymore since she took
the stroke.

Completely lost her senses.

Must be a terrible burden on poor
Hattie, having to look after an invalid

not altogether there, if you know what I
mean.

Rachel.

It's all right, Mrs. Glenn. You know how
many times I've dropped things.

Oh, yes, oh, my. Oh, it is getting late.
Thank you all so much for coming.

Most pleasant, wasn't it, Rachel?

Goodbye. Goodbye, then.

Chatting with you.

Hattie, I wouldn't worry about Rachel's
tantrum.

I won't take offense, considering her
condition and all. That's enough, you

lily. Dora, dear, see the ladies to the
door, will you?

Yes, yes.

Well, and what's all this?

Are you trying to convince everyone that
you've lost your mind? What?

I think she dropped the plate by
accident, Miss King. Oh, no.

I have seen that look a million times.

You wanted them to leave, didn't you?

What, if I possessed you?

Don't you know that before nightfall,
it'll be all over time that you're...

You're dirty, Rachel.

Nutty as a fruitcake. Is that what you
want?

What?

She's trying to tell you something, Miss
King.

Oh.

Deli, something to write on.

Your school slate. It's in the drawer
over there.

Rachel, there is no cause for that.

Mrs. Lindell, D -A -M?

Did you keep... You will mind your
tongue.

Miss Kane, she didn't mean that other
word. She meant M -A -D.

Mad.

Mad? Then at whom?

You, Lele.

You were mad at you, Lele Bugle, and
that's why you threw your plate. Oh,

well, how wonderful.

You're back to your old self again.

Oh, Rachel, how wonderful.

Mrs. Dale!

I'm in pain because Linda told it at
you.

At you?

Me too.

Can you go in and see her? I'm afraid
Mrs. Linda's still napping.

Never mind. You can look in on her
later.

In the meantime, make yourselves useful.
Go on upstairs and tidy up your room.

Go on.

No school for two whole days.

I don't know how I'm going to finish off
those hotel accounts.

Mark all these exam papers before
Monday.

Hattie.

What's this?

A telegram that was delivered for you
this afternoon while you were at school.

From Robert Linden.

And he intends to take Rachel back to
Saskatoon with him.

Well, Kitty, I don't mean to be
uncharitable, but it might be all for

You know, you have been running yourself
into the ground, tending to Rachel and

all. You can't keep this up forever.

Well, what'll happen if...

Rachel doesn't recover.

Rachel is my friend.

And I've known her all my life.

Now, I can't live here.

Somehow I believe in my heart that I'm
meant to live through this.

Whatever the outcome may be.

Lowell felt sure that the squad of
policemen from Brackpore would reach the

encampment about dawn.

But he hoped.

He hoped.

Hope. Hope.

Hope. Oh, sorry, Mr. Fun. I thought you
were sleeping.

You want to see something?

Sure, you try.

Huh.

Huh.

You mean Green Gables?

Watch me. Watch how I say it, and then
you try.

Home.

Home.

Go on, dear.

Go on. You had it last night.

No.

Something easier, then.

Yes, yes.

No. No.

Make the N stronger.

No!

Pretend I'm doing something really bad,
Mrs. Dunn. Like pulling Doris' hair.

Or tracking her across your nice, clean
floor.

You're fit to be tied and you say, Davy
Keith, didn't I tell you?

Rachel, just try.

If you just persist, dear, then you can
talk to your sons yourself.

King, is she cross with us?

No, child, she's cross with herself for
not being able to do what she wants to

do. But that's not right.

She can't help it.

Dear, dear, don't be discouraged.

Whatever you decide, dear, I promise
I'll stick by you.

Why don't you tell me what it is you
want to say?

Go on, you do it.

There.

Go on.

Rob?

No.

Baby.

Dora.

I know Robert won't take the children,
Rachel, which is why I want you to stay

with us.

Well, of course, it's not my place to
interfere.

It has to come from you.

And stay.

No, no, no. The children will get it.
Now, I've left strict instructions.

not to be disturbed.

Nothing to break our concentration,
right?

So try it again.

And stay.

Oh, thank you.

Won't you come in and sit down? Mm -hmm.
Thank you.

It's so dark in here.

doing? As if you didn't know.

The whole town is talking about what
happened the other day.

Shame him on you.

I beg your pardon?

How could you make a party for Rachel's
welcome home and not invite me?

It wasn't a party. It was a gathering of
the women's choir.

My share.

You look as enchanting as ever.

Rachel, please, accept a small token of
my affection.

No, I don't think Rachel is ready for a
social call, thank you.

No, no, after you.

Tell me the truth, Rachel.

Don't you find it tedious all shut up in
this house with Miss King?

I suspected as much.

Then I insist you open my gift.

You like chocolate truffles, I hope.

Rachel!

May as well brew up a nice pot of tea,
then.

Yes, go on.

That's for you.

For you.

Au jardin de mon père, les lauriers sont
coupés. Au jardin de mon père, les

lauriers sont coupés. What are they
doing in there?

Le racignol y chante, et le jour et la
nuit.

Auprès de ma blonde, qu 'il fait bon,
fait bon, fait bon.

Auprès de ma blonde, qu 'il fait bon
dormir.

Merci, merci, merci.

Bye -bye, Pierre.

I never dreamed you were of a musical
bent.

There are a lot of things you don't know
about me.

I am a man of many and varied talents.

Really? Well, as a matter of fact, young
Dora here has been practising a very

special competition in your honour,
Rachel. Did you know that?

Go on, dear, play it.

Here.

is like a red, red rose.

Leave her be.

She knows what she's doing.

I'd spare a thou my bonnie lass So

deep in love am I

Let's do it again.

Robert, Billy, oh, my.

Never expected you both to arrive.

Come inside, then.

Oh, Mom, you gave us a terrible scare.

Billy and I have been near crazy with
worry.

I told that constable at Kirksville that
I'd quit, that's what, if he didn't let

me off to come see you.

Must have been a terrible place, Mother,
for you to run away from it.

But I will never let anything like that
happen to you again.

They found your luggage, Mom, in
Halifax. I picked it up on my way to get

Robert, so you'll be sure to have all
your things when we leave.

You can't go without us, Mrs. Lynn.

Perhaps the children could go upstairs
so we could talk to our mother about

in private.

It's a family matter.

That there's enough now, children.

Chicken.

You promised you'd stick by her, Miss
King.

She can't go without us.

Don't start,

Mom, please. It's for the best, you'll
see.

Now, look here, Robert and Billy.

I want you to know that all this is most
distressing. Oh, not only for me and

the children, but for Rachel.

Boys.

Yes,

Mum?

We know what's best for you.

Oh, no.

The only one who can see what is best
for Rachel is Rachel.

Are you sure about this?

Maybe we should discuss this a little
further.

Home?

I wanted a day.

Day.

Yes, Mom.

Whatever you want.

Now, you'd better behave yourself,
because I'm going to be back in a couple

weeks to check up on you.

I'll expect a letter each week, Miss
King, to let me know how she's doing. I

will, I will.

Take a trip.

Goodbye.

Goodbye.

Bye, Mom. Bye.

Come now, Rachel.

It's high time you re -entered Avonlea
Society.

No.

Don't forget that you're not alone.

Yes, Rachel, we'll be with you every
step of the way.

Take it again, Clara.

There we go.

You look pretty.

Rachel.

Clara, what do you think you're doing?
If you don't want to be afraid, do what

do.

Pretend they're just wearing knickers.

Used to be is the operative word.

Now try and keep your voice down. Now
let's do it again.

Ready?

Rachel.

I'm surprised to see you here.

How are you, Eulalie?

I'm fine.

I can't complain.

Eulalie, why don't you let Rachel play
for a while?