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Anne!

Well, I...

I expect it's perfectly normal
to be slightly nervous on your first day

but I'm sure everything will be fine.

I don't have much experience with school,
but why wouldn't it be fine?

Better than fine.
I have no doubt that it will be.

None at all.

I'm a few years behind

but that's no reason not to be optimistic.

The only place I can go from here,
academically speaking, is up.

If a person puts their best foot forward,
things can go well.

Slow those feet down, please.

It will be nice to have
a lot of new friends

although I expect it will be difficult
to find a toehold

since they've probably all known
each other forever.

Going to school is my lifelong dream.
What could possibly go wr...

Please let that not be portentous.

For heaven's sake, Anne,
I told you to slow down.

I'll fetch a broom.

I'm sorry, marilla.
— you'll do just fine today.

You are as smart as the dickens.

I'm not so worried about my brain. I believe
it to be in fairly good working order.

Marilla: Hm!

With any luck,
I'll catch up with the class quite quickly.

That's not really my concern.

Do you want to know what my big concern is?

My overriding concern?

Marilla:
I'm sure you'll tell us soon enough.

It's this awful red hair.

This horrible, hideous, horrible red hair.

It's the bane of my existence.

Anne shirley—cuthbert, I suggest you find
a worthier overriding concern.

And my freckles. I hate my freckles.

And I can't help but think the other children
would like me better if I was pretty.

Fiddlesticks.

You're a vain one and no mistake.

If a Rose wasn't beautiful,
nobody would want to stop and smell it.

And besides, how can I be vain if I'm ugly?

Enough of your foolishness.

You'll do just fine at school

if you'd stop your yammering
and fortify yourself.

Music: "Ahead by a century" by tragically
hip ♪ first thing, we'd climb a tree ♪

♪ and maybe then we'd talk ♪

♪ or sit silently ♪

♪ and listen to our thoughts ♪

♪ with illusions of someday ♪

♪ cast in a golden light ♪

♪ no dress rehearsal ♪

♪ this is our life ♪

♪ you are ahead by a century ♪

♪ this is our life ♪
— ♪ you are ahead by a century ♪

Anne: Why, hello there.

I'm ever so pleased
to make your acquaintances.

Greetings. No...

Salutations!

Oh, your dress is splendid!

Puff sleeves are divine.

Have you always lived in avonlea?

Oh, I agree, I believe it to be
the most beautiful place on earth

and I've travelled a fair deal.

It gives one a worldly perspective.

Oh, this old thing?

I adore wildflowers, don't you?

Sometimes I like to imagine
that my room is a flowery bower.

Did you know that a bower
is a lady's private apartment

in a medieval hall or castle?

Wouldn't it be wonderful to be a Princess!

Words cannot express how thrilling it is
to make your acquaintance.

Children shout excitedly

hey! — hi!

Girl: Anne!

Hello, Diana.

My, what have you done to your hat?

Well, I wanted to make a good
first impression and it was so plain.

You're making an impression, alright.

I'm glad you found your way.

I expect we should be able
to walk together soon.

We can't?

I'm sure it won't belong
until my parents accept you

now that you're a cuthbert and all.

Welcome to the first day of school.

Come on,
I'll show you everything you need to know.

I wonder who that is?

Leave your hat and sweater here.

You can sit with me. Ruby won't mind.

I think Jane and Ruby may sit together

now that prissy's studying
for queen's academy entrance exams

and needs to sit with the older students.
— uh... who?

Diana laughs
go on and set your things down.

Hello there. I'm moody.
— oh, I'm sorry.

Moody spurgeon.

Ah. I'm Anne.

I'm Charlie. — Charlie Sloane.

Happy to meet you.

Don't talk to the boys. They're ridiculous!

Nice to see you, too, Diana.

All except Gilbert blythe.

He's dreamy, but he won't be here today.

This is Jane Andrews and Josie pye
and Ruby gillis and tillie boulter.

Everybody, this is Anne.

Hello, Anne. — hello.

Nice to meet you.

It is a scrumptious pleasure
to make your acquaintances

and I shall do my utmost
to prove myself worthy of your friendship.

Uh... Anne loves to read.

And she knows ever so many big words.

Does she use them all in every sentence?

I like to read, too.

No, you don't.

No, I don't.

I saw you at the church picnic.

I'm sorry, I should've said hello.

There were an awful lot of people there.

Jane: Mother wouldn't let me.

Why do they make you wear
that old lady dress?

Uh... it's just nice to have something new.

If you're an orphan, I suppose.
I wouldn't be caught dead in it.

Anne isn't an orphan anymore.
She's been adopted.

I'm still an orphan, Diana.

I'll always be an orphan.

Goodness, I'd hate to be an orphan.

I feel real sorry for you, Anne.

Woof, woof, woof!

You're ridiculous.

Hey, look, it's a talking dog!

Can you fetch, too?
— Billy! Leave her be.

Billy: Sit... stay.

Roll over!

Don't mind my brother. He's ridiculous!

Woof!

Never let the boys know
when they've upset you.

Never let them know
when you like them, either.

School is a lot to contend with.

Have you ever been to a real school

or did they just send you
to special orphan school?

Come on, Anne, let's finish the tour.

Bring your milk.
I'll show you the stream outside.

They whisper

Knock at door

good morning, miss cuthbert.
— good morning.

I don't think we've ever been
formally introduced

but of course I know you
from town and church.

It's mrs bell, isn't it?
— yes. And this is mrs Andrews.

Nice to know you.
— how do you do?

How may I help you?

We're here on behalf of the pmsc.
— the progressive mothers' sewing circle.

You might've heard of us.

We've been meeting twice a month
for over two years.

Of course.
I'd be happy to make a small donation.

Oh... oh, no. Thank you kindly,
but we're not a charity.

We're an organisation.

An informal organisation.
— but an organisation, nonetheless.

Mothers who gather to discuss
the education of our young girls.

We also do needlepoint.
— and tea is served, of course.

That sounds stimulating.

Now that you're mother to a young girl

we're wondering
if you'd like to attend our meetings.

Oh...

We should warn you
that our viewpoints are forward—thinking.

We believe that a woman's education
is just as important as a man's.

Well, that is admirable.

Now that your... ward...

Youn_ — Anne.

Since your Anne is part of our community
now and... and you'll be raising her

we wanted to extend the invitation
for you to join us.

Mrs bell: We're meeting at
the Andrews' home this afternoon.

Mrs Andrews: Will you come?

Set your milk down next to mine,
so it'll stay cold.

I must've done something wrong just then,
but I don't know what it was.

Let me tell you all the things
you need to know about lunch.

All the girls in our clique sit together.

We make a kind of clubhouse
with no boys allowed.

I usually sit next to Jane

but sometimes Jane sits
with her big sister, prissy.

Tillie sits on the other side of Josie.

Knock at window
— you'll need to Gauge the situation

since we always sit the same way.

Everybody shows what they brought for lunch
and we divide it equally.

Voice fades: Anyone who doesn't
share is considered awful mean.

I hope you bought enough...
— Billy: Hey, Anne!

Over here. Over here! Woof!

Come here, girl! Who's a good Anne!
— knock on window

who's a good Anne! Woof! Woof!

Diana: What did you bring?
— Josie pye doesn't like me at all.

I brought a lace—trimmed handkerchief
in honour of the occasion.

It should make a lovely presentation.

Hopefully your apple
is already sliced for sharing.

Apple? I... I...

Come on. I'll show you the rest.

Bell chimes

avonlea schooling is very progressive.

We have a second room for the youngsters.

Hello.

Alright, uh... take your seats.

Diana, what kind of sums are those?

Long division, of course.

Long division?

It's so easy, right? Those were the days.

Come on.

And this is the supply room.

You need to ask permission before
you take anything, even during recess

cos sometimes mr
Phillips secretly naps here.

Well, I'll be.

That's...

That's prissy Andrews
and the teacher, mr Phillips.

Are they married?
— of course not.

She's a student and he's old.

They're touching.

They must be making a baby.
— what?

Well, if they're touching, that means
they're having intimate relations.

Really?

It seems to me
a lot of husbands have a pet mouse.

Pet mouse?

Anne:
That's what I've been told anyways.

Yes, so I expect mr Phillips
has one too in his front pants pocket.

I expect prissy Andrews has made
it's acquaintance.

Mrs Hammond, she's
a lady I used to work for

she said she always had twins
after she pet mr Hammond's mouse.

Bell rings

Spell "ravishing".

Indistinct whisper

indistinct whisper

prissy and mr Phillips
were in the supply room.

Mr Phillips:
Correct. You may sit.

Moody. Stand and deliver.

Children giggle

mr Phillips: Spell "dreadful".

Like your handwriting.

Children giggle

moody, it has an "a" in it
right after the "e"

but the "a" is silent.
— mr Phillips: Yes.

The "a" is silent.

As should you be.

You're the, um, orphan, yes?

My name is Anne shirley—cuthbert and
please be sure to spell Anne with an "e".

Did I call on you?
— you just asked me a question.

Did. I. Call. On. You?

Hushed giggles — no?

Then sit down.

Children snigger

There's, uh... bread and cheese
in the pantry for your lunch.

I expect I'll be back well before milking.

I daresay this meeting takes
a bite out of the day.

You're sure about this, marilla?

I can't say I quite know
what I've got myself into

but there's no harm
in learning something new.

Seeing as how we're parents and all.

In case it escaped your notice.

Up until now, I hadn't really...
Thought of it that way.

Well, there's truth to it

so you'd better get used to the idea.

Indistinct chatter

Anne!

Come here!

I thought lunchtime would never arrive.

I feel the same way.

I'm just so excited to hear
about everything that you saw.

Me too! — me three!

What do you mean?

Prissy and mr Phillips, silly.
In the supply room.

I told them about the pet mouse.

It's just all so shocking.

I wasn't too sure about it though,
so I thought maybe you could tell them?

They giggle

I just can't believe it.
— me neither!

Prissy and mr Phillips are having
intimate relations, alright.

They giggle

it's a pretty common occurrence.

But you don't really think
she touched it, do you?

His pet mouse?

They laugh

I spy with my little eye...
— Josie: Go away!

Stop spying!
— Diana: Stupid boys!

Are they really making a baby?

It's disgusting. He's the teacher.

Then again, prissy does look
quite grown up this year.

Do you think they're in love?

When it comes to intimate relations,
I'm not sure it matters.

They giggle

oh, my!

Do tell, Anne.

Well, in my experience with mrs Hammond
and her drunken husband—...

Drunken husband?

Oh, my.

The people you lived with
before you came to green gables?

They were the last ones, yes.

And he was a drunkard?

Oh, indeed. — oh, Anne.

Mr Hammond always had his moonshine,
and after he'd partaken

he would stomp around the house
like Frankenstein's monster

and everybody would run!

But nobody faster than mrs Hammond

because she knew he was going
to make her pet his mouse.

And did she?

I believe she had to.

Girls giggle — oh, my...

Anne: I could hear everything!

Everything?

Anne: To this day,
I don't know quite what to make of it.

There were times I heard laughing
and it sounded like fun

but there were other times
I was sure he was murdering her.

Either way, it sure made mrs Hammond mad.

And the next morning, more often than not,
she would take after me with a wooden spoon!

I'll confess that I was relieved
when mr Hammond dropped dead.

I didn't miss the sting
of his belt one bit.

Is lunchtime over already?

No.

I won't eat next to dirty trash.

Come on, girls,
before we all become tarnished.

Diana?

Oh, dear. Let me go see if
there's anything to be done.

My sister has written to me
about our current book

the grasshoppers, by mrs Andrew Dean.
— her sister is a suffragette.

She regularly sends me
progressive periodicals

from acadia university.

Which she attended.

My sister writes that the book reviewer
for the athenaeum described this story as

"a woman's flirtation with feminism".

Feminism?

What an incredible word.

How intriguing,
but what exactly does it mean?

Woman: I loved this story.

It changed my thinking
about higher education for women.

My mother still believes it's scandalous
for women to attend college.

It's a forbidden topic.

We're also an informal book club,
in case you hadn't noticed.

You can be next in line to read this
after Margaret if you like.

Thank you.

Oh, I hope you're a girl.

To be a modern woman
in a modern society.

Mrs bell sighs
times have certainly changed.

Mrs Andrews: Indeed.

My mother was quite disappointed
when I came along.

She only wanted boys.

Well, your farm is exceedingly large.

And now your prissy is sitting
for her college entrance exams.

I want her to have every advantage in life.
And Jane.

You see? That's feminism.

Good for you, miss cuthbert,
for choosing a girl.

It's very forward—thinking.

Treat yourself, while you still have time.

Oh! They laugh

and... and you're educating her.
Is she quite bright?

Oh, well, Anne's inquisitive,
that's for sure and certain.

She loves to read.

She has a real appetite for learning.

Are you hoping she'll go
into one of the feminine professions?

Maybe she'll be a teacher one day?
— perhaps so.

This is why we must strive
to improve the curriculum for our girls.

Especially for those
who are unlikely to marry.

Mrs bell: At our last meeting
we were discussing the curriculum

and perhaps compiling
a list of suggestions...

Josie: Bye! — tillie: See you.

Goodbye.
— Diana: So good to see you. Goodbye.

Ruby: Goodbye.

Tillie: Bye, Diana.

Come on. I can walk you partway home.

Anne: Isn't it nice to think that tomorrow
is a new day with no mistakes in it yet?

There must be a limit to the mistakes
one person can make.

And when I get to the end of them,
then I'll be through with them.

It's a very comforting thought.

Don't worry.

I'm sure the girls will come around
to liking you real soon.

Maybe talk a bit less?

And... no mice.

See you tomorrow, Anne.

And then when I heard you attended
one of their...

Their whatever—you—call—its.
— meeting.

You could've knocked me over
with a feather, that's what!

I'm mystified by you.
Shocked and mystified.

Marilla cuthbert, suffragette.
— oh, for heaven's sake.

A progressive mother!
— marilla sighs

I'm still a bit surprised
about the mother part myself.

Well, don't ask me for my advice,
I've only had ten children.

Rachel sighs

tell me everything. I mean it.

Don't leave out a single detail.

If you're so curious,
you should consider attending.

Why on earth would I join
a group of young mothers?

Tea, please.

I must have fortification.

It was a lively discussion.

Lively?

Did you each take turns
shouting atop a soapbox?

There was a lot of civilised talk
about women's education and social reforms.

Next you'll be telling me you all burned
your corsets and danced naked at town hall.

We ran out of time.

She gasps

admittedly, I felt rather at sea.

There's so much changing these days.

So much I'd never thought about before.

Not that you'd ever thought
about being a mother until Anne.

That's what I'm saying.

What if...

Door opens
— what if I'm not equal to the task?

Rachel: Motherhood is simple.

Controversial ideas just complicate
the matter unnecessarily.

Matthew, did you condone
this little adventure?

Uh... I just come in for tea.

Oh, so were you just fine and dandy
with marilla traipsing off?

Don't put him in the middle.

I'll, uh...

I'll just, uh, take it outside with me.

I'd like to hear what he makes
of all this modern thinking.

Um...

Reckon every new idea was modern once.

Until it wasn't.

Door opens

well.

Door shuts — well. Well, well.

Hi there. Hi, Jerry!

You've become a woman
of drastic actions, of late.

I barely know you anymore.

You know, there's a difference
between having an opinion about something

and pronouncing judgment.

I'm not sorry I went to that meeting

even if it did serve to point out
everything that I don't know.

I feel I need to expand my thinking
if I'm gonna do right by Anne.

That girl is not a usual sort of person,
that's for sure and certain.

At least we can agree on that.

The two of you are an inspiration!

To think that you've been friends
since school.

Kindred spirits forever!
How do you do it?

What's your secret?

How was your first day at school?

I think it went really, really well.

Very well indeed. I'm so happy to be there.

I'll just put my things away and then
I'll be back down to help you with supper!

Keep me posted about the next meeting.

If you like.

I'd be happy to offer my opinion.

I have no doubt you will.

She sighs

She sighs long division.

It must be like backwards multiplication.

It can't be that hard to figure out.

Today will be better.

I'm not gonna say anything weird

or do anything wrong.

You're my friend. Right, belle?

You'll always be my friend, won't you?

Jerry: You bet.

I'm so flattered.

You shouldn't eavesdrop, Jerry.

E—what?

She sighs

Anne:
I just have to remember what Jane eyre said

life appears to me too short to be spent
in nursing animosity or registering wrongs.

Anne of green gables.

You and me, we're gonna talk.

You said some pretty nasty stuff
about my sister.

Who's your sister?

Prissy Andrews, dummy.

I'm sure I didn't mean to be nasty.

Is that why she was crying all night?

My parents say that's slander.

You wanna get slandered?

Sorry, I truly meant no harm.
— Billy scoffs

I'm gonna teach you a lesson, fido.

You're a bad dog.

Bad little dog!

Boy: Hey, Billy!

How's it going?

Hey, Gilbert.

Man, it's... it's, um...
It's good to be back.

Uh...

Yeah. Yeah, welcome back.

Yeah. It's good to see you, buddy.

So you guys, uh, playing a
game or something? Right?

Looks fun,
but we should probably get to school, eh?

Hate to be tardy.

Mr Phillips sure gets his dander up
about that.

Billy:
Yeah. I was just about to get going.

See you there.

You alright, miss?

School_

You're welcome.

Need anything else?
Any dragons around here need slaying?

Anne: No, thank you!

Who are you?

Hey, who are you?

Uh, miss?

What's your name?

Miss?

What, you can't tell me your name?

Here. Here, allow me.

Indistinct chatter

I'm sorry if I was rude.

I'm Anne. _ |'m__

Gilbert! They cheer

how was the district of alberta?
Did you see the rocky mountains?

Gilbert: They're pretty hard to miss.
— moody: Were they big?

They're mountains.
— Is your dad feeling better?

Uh, we're both glad to be back home.

Charlie:
Why were you walking with that orphan girl?

Why not?

Moody: She's a loon.
— Gilbert: Says you.

Charlie:
Hope you didn't get asylum cooties!

Uh—oh... there's one.

Boys laugh

besides, I don't care where she's from.

A cute girl is a cute girl.

I don't know what you think you were doing
walking with Gilbert blythe.

I...
— Diana: You can't talk to Gilbert blythe.

You can't even look at him.

Well, see for yourself.

Ruby has liked him for three years.

She has dibs.

There, there.
That nasty girl didn't know any better.

Just like yesterday
with all your tall tales.

I'm sorry, I didn't mean to walk with him.
It just happened.

Well, don't let it happen again.
— I won't.

I promise.

I'll have nothing to do with him.

I'll try to smooth things over.

There you are.

Mrs bell, how nice to see you.

Hello.

I've been wondering
when the next meeting is.

Well, actually, miss cuthbert—...

Oh, please call me marilla. Everyone does.

Mrs bell: Miss cuthbert...

We feel that our group
isn't the right fit for you.

I... I see.

We understand clearly now
that Anne needs all of your attention.

You've got your hands full.

All of my attention?

Also we urge you
to consider home schooling.

That would be best for all concerned.

And we are concerned.

Good day to you.

Door shuts

Matthew:
What do you suppose happened with Anne?

They don't want her back in school?

We'll know soon enough.

They don't want you back?

Leave me be, Matthew.

Open your readers to page 32.

We will read aloud Barry cornwall's poem,
the fisherman.

Finally, something I can do well.

I'm happy for you, Anne.

Diana Barry, stand and begin.

She clears throat

"a per... ilous life

and sad as life may be...

Hath the lone Fisher...
On the lonely sea..."

Perilous indeed. Sit down.

New girl.

Up. Continue.

Theatrically:
"O'er the wild waters

labouring far from home..."
— children snigger

"for some bleak pittance e'er,
compelled to roam...

Few hearts to cheer him
through his dangerous life

and none to aid him in the stormy strife!

Companion of the sea and silent air!

The lonely Fisher thus must ever fare..."

She's good. Invested.

"Without the comfort, hope,
with scarce a friend

he looks through life,
and only sees its end!"

Children laugh
— mr Phillips: Sit down.

Sweet merciful lord.

Children laugh

girl: What was that all about?

They giggle

Ruby: That was really different.

Josie pye...

Read Campbell's pleasures of hope:
The downfall of Poland.

Josie in monotone: "Oh, sacred truth,
thy triumph ceased awhile..."

Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa.

I've got to...
Fix a bit of fence down yonder, so...

I've been meaning to attend to it.

Lunch is in an hour.

Well, I best get it done, you know,
before I forget again

so I might, uh... I might be late.

Jerry'll help you unload.

Walk on, belle. A/lons.

Distant chatter

Hey, um...
I thought you might like to try one.

They're from our orchard.
They're real sweet.

Through closed lips:
Please go away.

I beg your pardon?

You need to walk away right now.

I'm sorry. I, uh, I can't—...

I'm not supposed to talk to you!

Why not?

She groans

Well, as I live and breathe.

Matthew cuthbert, what are you doing here?

Is everything alright? — uh...

Anne.

Yes.

Come on in.

I know the whole story.

Matthew:
And the Andrews are fit to be tied.

I hope I didn't meddle too much,
but I thought we ought to know.

And Rachel's reliable
in the knowing department.

Dear lord,
that child will put me in the grave.

I cannot bear to think
of her spewing such filth.

It worries me to no end.

What a disgrace.

Just wait until all of avonlea
hears about this if they haven't already.

I feel worried for Anne, is what.

Matthew cuthbert,
I don't understand you at all.

That child is—— — a child.

Burns me up.

A girl of her tender age,
she oughtn't to know such things.

Knock on door

good afternoon, mrs Andrews.

Good afternoon, miss cuthbert.

I'm very sorry to disturb you,
but I wanted to have a word with you

about Anne and your daughter, prissy.

Forgive me if I don't invite you in,
but seeing as your...

Girl set about sullying
my daughter's good name

I'm sure you can understand.

I want to apologise for any discomfort

this incident has caused
prissy and your family.

Discomfort?

My daughter is sorely aggrieved, as am I.

This outrage will not be forgotten
by anyone anytime soon.

We are dreadfully sorry.

I'm sure Anne didn't mean any harm.
— how would you know?

I beg your pardon?

Do you really know anything about her?

You didn't do avonlea any favours
bringing that... trollop into our midst.

I beg your pardon?

I think you heard me plain.

Well, hear this.

You can hold Anne responsible
for what she said—...

I can and most certainly do.

But you can't hold against her
what she's seen or been exposed to.

That's not her fault.

The child has endured
more than any of us can know or imagine.

It's a shame progressive parenting
doesn't seem to include compassion.

But perhaps you'll muster some up
in church on Sunday

and thank the good lord that poor
Anne has finally found safe haven.

I know I will.

Good day.

Cow moos

Did you go to school, mr cuthbert?
— for a time.

I left when I was about your age.

Do you know a word called "eedrop"?

"Eedrop"?

Anne told me not to do it.

"Ee—drop"?

Oh. Don't think I know that one.

But I never saw Anne's beat
for knowing big words.

I bet she does very well at school.

Whoops.

Hey...

Carrots.

I'm not talking to you!

Children gasp

children whisper and snigger

you just did.

Mr Phillips: Shirley!

Get up here! Now!

What a vicious display!

Girl: Oh, no...

Is this what they taught you
in that orphanage?

Unacceptable!

Hushed chatter

children laugh

mr Phillips: Anne Shirley...

Has a very bad temper.

Now, stand here and stay put.

And the rest of you, pipe down!

Let this serve as a lesson to you

that we do not tolerate
such displays of temper

here in a civilised society.

It was my fault, sir, I, um...
I—I teased her.

Mr Phillips:
Quiet, blythe. That is hardly an excuse.

Children giggle

mr Phillips: Quiet, all of
you, and return to your lesson!

Thirty minus six divided by three equals...

Chalk scrapes

Where do you think you're going?

Voice fades: Get back here.

Shirley!

Get back here.

Shirley!

Matthew: Anne?

Anne sobs

marilla:
Oh, there, there, child...

I know. I know just how you feel.

You've been judged harshly.

I am never going back to school.

Never!

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