All language subtitles for coba2Part 2

What sorts of things are being said?

Well, Hattie Pringle, you are accused of
marking down her papers.

Just because she is a Pringle.

Here you are said to laugh at the students
when they make mistakes.

What?

Well, all right, I did laugh
when my reply to find an

alligator is a large kind of
insect I couldn't help myself.

Oh dear.

Mr. James Pringle, the father of Jenny
Pringle claims that there is no discipline

whatsoever at the school since you're a
rival and you're circulating the report

that you are a young quote, um,
foundling.

I'm quote.

Well, it goes on and on almost every
Pringle parent is written the board,

demanding, not requesting, demanding,
your resignation.

Oh, this is good.

It's prejudice.

Oh, creatures.

How can anyone possibly succeed against
such tactics?

I'm so sorry.

And I do feel responsible.

Well, on behalf of the 15 students who aren't
Pringles, I am determined to persevere.

Captain Harris has
withdrawn his rather substantial

financial support towards
the college mortgage.

And several of the other Pringle families
are threatening to do the same.

I see.

So you want me to resign as well?

Never.

The board wants you to resign.

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

If money's deemed to be the power behind
this institution?

Well, then you, my dear Anne, are going to
compensate for every person.

single penny that's been lost.

But how should I give up my salary?

Oh, what an awful matter.

Oh, no, no, no, no, no, no, no.

I'm going to insist that
the board gave you a

probationary term at
least until a Christmas.

In the meantime, might you consider
mounting a lavish benefit concert?

Highlighting a player perhaps directed by
a Miss Angel.

To be something with a number of superb
rules in it, though.

And strong dramatic content.

The audience would have to be completely
overwhelmed.

I think every Pringle parent
would gladly pay to see

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

Let me see 100 tickets at $25 ticket.

Why?

That makes exactly $25 hundred dollars.

Oh, that's an outrageous price.

Do you honestly think anyone would pay for
that?

Yes.

And all the money will go directly to the
school.

You are perfectly ingenious, Miss Daisy.

We'll show the Pringle's the meaning of
the word capitalism.

Here, ma'am, I think that you should have
a look at these old diaries.

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

and we'll get re-stumbled across those in
the archives.

They were written by Captain Abraham
Pringle, the founder of Kingsport.

My dear Anne.

You want to win the game.

You have to understand the players.

I see.

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

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

Goodroom glimpsed the old
woman's hearty loneliness,

as she retreated
silently into the garden.

Shortly thereafter, they learned that the
hand of death touched her.

And Goodroom was haunted by the
realization that she could never thank a

woman who would silently given her so
much.

It was more than she could be.

It was a point in the term I would like to
dedicate this short story to each of you

young ladies who have made the first few
weeks here for me so meaningful.

Class dismissed.

What have these girls primed for?

I've been reading them a short story in
this book.

I'll read crying over an English lesson.

In this book is here to discuss my
suggestion of a play in benefit concert here.

I think it's scandalous.

But my opinion matters little since the
school needs the funds.

Exactly.

I was hoping you would assist me in the
coaching book.

I don't know why you would since I had
nothing to do with drawing up this

ridiculous scheme... Well, the most
important question is then.

Who should play the leading role of Mary
Queen of Scots?

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

I'm not going to be associated with
anything that isn't successful.

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

No one else has the necessary personality.

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

Then it's all settled.

Why, I think that Miss Broke will make an
excellent coat.

And a Miss Makai and Miss Kirk can do the
decorations.

And I'll see too the hiring of the hall in
the band.

Perhaps I can even
entice a famous pronto from

Frederict into sing
between acts of no charge.

I trust she'll sing for the creditors if
the whole thing flops.

But don't say I didn't warn you.

When you're fresh, you're a liar.

But that's the thing.

Shoot her.

You're furious.

Don't just stand with like limp rags.

Now I'm going to take a big stitch.

I won't try and dance.

Help me, help me.

Feel it.

Let's go to the queen, my rock.

Miss, you're up to state, can you find
your face?

Help me, my mistress.

Have mercy.

Mercy, nay.

I am innocent.

Save me, sweet lady.

Will you slave, save me too?

Drag him away.

Block his hands off her.

This scene looks ridiculous.

I'm not going to lower myself any further.

How do you are stiff as a poker?

I can't help it.

I don't want to bruise myself.

If I can go down easily, I will.

You've all seen Esse carrying on.

Now do it this way, honey.

I am innocent.

Save me, sweet lady.

Now the queen she orders the guards to
halt, but the guards drag her to your way.

Now how do you try it?

I am innocent.

Same, sweet lady.

I refuse to play opposite her.

She is the only one who can be remotely
convincing as an Italian musician.

What you can, Miss Brooke?

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

Once more, honey, and please, relax.

What is it?

What is it?

We've missed having you in our life.

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

What's everything's calmed down?

I'm hoping I can get a chance to speak
with him and try it out.

He isn't here.

He's gone back to Boston.

What is she doing?

I always wanted to do a play.

I haven't had much of a chance to do
anything.

Papa will never let me come back to the
school.

I'm to spend the rest of the year with
grandma alone.

Perhaps I can get another copy of the
play.

I'll coach you at all if you like.

I'm sure your father can let you come back
to the college next year.

I don't think so.

I don't think grandma will.

I had to sneak out while she and I
probably won't have any.

Is someone helping you along with your
students?

I don't want to fall behind.

But then I shall have to have a chance
with your grandmother.

Are you?

Are you sure you're alone?

You don't want to get across.

And I promise.

I will come by tomorrow and I will speak
with her.

Oh, it's number 10 maple terrors.

You won't forget.

Of course not.

There you go.

Yes?

I should like to speak with Mrs. Harris.

My name is... You can't.

She's ill and won't be disturbed.

The good day.

May I speak with Emmeline Harris then?

He isn't allowed to have visitors.

Is Captain Harris come back to Boston?

Miss.

He seldom visits here.

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

Thank you.

My dear Mrs. Harris.

I thought you might
be interested in these

diaries belonging to
Captain Abraham Pringle.

Which I found in the city archives.

There are some wonderful tributes in here
by Captain Pringle.

Your late husband, Captain Harris.

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

Sincerely, Anne Shirley, King's Port
Lady's College.

I have a delivery for Miss Shirley.

We are luck.

I am Miss Shirley.

Thank you.

So, then, it's tomorrow at noon.

Is it, Mrs. Harris?

Miss Shirley, Madam.

Good grief, girl.

You're aggravating.

Miss Shirley.

What?

Miss Shirley.

Thanks a little while.

I didn't just say so in the first place.

So, this is the infamous Miss Shirley.

Can't take her plan to flesh, actually.

How do you do, Mrs. Harris?

Far from will.

How much do you want for these diaries?

I had any intention of selling them.

Is there any use in asking you to sit
down?

Yes.

Thank you.

Who else has seen these?

No one as far as I know.

Then I'm ready to negotiate.

I will give you what you want.

If you give me your
word, not to reveal this

month's trusted to
the rest of the Pringle's.

I was only hoping I might convince you to
let me to do your grand or amelign as I

understand because you will not be
returning to school.

Oh, clever, aren't we?

Sugar coated black, may you?

You want a regular salary to keep your
part, is that it?

Pick your pardon?

You know, some just doves, cunning or
serpent.

You knew when you found
that scandalous entry about

my husband, it wasn't
true, it couldn't be true.

The rest of the Pringles will be delighted
to believe it, won't they?

And make us the laughing stock of King's
thought.

Which scandalous entry?

More than one, is it?

Pauline?

Josiah Harris ship was burned and the
boat's taken.

Harris and the crew nearly starved.

In the end, they ate Jonah Selkirk,
who had shot himself.

They lived on him until rescued.

Harris told me himself, seemed to think it
was a good joke.

On occasion, Papa would get so angry.

Point!

Be quiet.

That is a lie.

My husband never ate anyone dead or alive.

Let alone Jonah Selkirk.

Abraham Pringles ripped that nonsense to
the good of Riza to his silly wife.

Amy Pringles was notoriously gullible.

Oh, please, Miss Shirley.

Don't show these to anyone.

Our Pringle relations might publicize it.

We'll do anything out.

Now, Miss Shirley, how much do you want to
tutor my granddaughter?

Oh, you misunderstood me completely.

I'm not threatening you.

I just thought you'd enjoy all the other
splendid things about your husband.

I never dreamed of telling anyone he was a
cannibal.

Oh, naturally.

We tend to be a little suspicious of
strangers in Kingsport.

Perhaps we have misjudged you.

I suppose the child should continue with
her studies.

Pauline has no time.

She's busy looking after me.

You won't mention this misunderstanding to
anyone, will you?

Try to remember not to.

And when do you want to start?

Immediately.

Hmm.

If two angles of a triangle are equal to
each other, the sides opposite these equal

angles are equal to each other.

Let's see.

Emily, why isn't anyone replaced your
spectacles?

Well, Papa says I don't really need to
wear them as much as I do.

Grandma might won't because she's an old
skin flint.

Who gave you those then?

Mother Superior at the convent in Boston
two years ago.

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

Simply cannot use them anymore.

You must have another pair.

I found another copy.

A very, very queen of scars.

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

I don't believe she really murdered
Darlene.

Do you?

And help you, too, if you wake her up.

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

Well, it's a very challenging role.

We used to have dramatic some music at the
convent.

Mother Superior said I was quite good at
both.

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

Unfortunately, Grandma won't let me touch
it.

Could we read it together?

I think so.

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

Let's start here.

Forgive all evil toward me of all men.

Dito device to hurt me.

Yeah, I would not their one heart on
reconciled with mine when mine is cold.

I will not take death's hand with any soil
of hate, wrath, or wrong about me.

But being friends with this past world.

The past world.

And the general piece of love.

I was wonderful.

Thank you for bringing me here,
Miss Shirley.

This will be our secret place.

Would you cannot reveal to anyone?

Grandma might never let me out alone.

She thinks I'm liable to be kidnapped by
Joseph.

You know why she'd care if I was
kidnapped?

Oh, she worries about his or acorn back in
her sore feet.

Wow, no.

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

Secretly, she hates me.

She always calls me the child.

As though I may be the darker the cat.

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

She's an old tyrant someday.

I'm going to run away forever.

And become a real actress.

Why have you never lived with your father?

He's very occupied with his business
affairs.

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

But he brought me
here so I'd be close to

grandma and so I wouldn't
have to worry about me.

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

But Jen Pringle said about Baba her,
you know?

Because it's true.

Dear Baba, I want so much to return to
KLC.

No.

I'd like to ask you to allow me to go back
to KLC next to her.

He was at the top of my class before I
left.

I hope she'd be proud of my grades.

Please understand it was a home stake.

I tried to reach you and about tomorrow.

But I suppose you never received the
letter.

Miss Shirley is here for your tutorial,
Miss.

Thank you.

Shirley, grandma will eat you alive.

Oh, if we'd have our
studies in this room, I

simply cannot tolerate
the gloominess any longer.

I have a wonderful surprise for you.

Miss Stacy has let me a royal conservatory
program.

And you can begin today.

I can't.

Grandma might has forbidden me to.

Biddle sticks.

Sometime someone reminded your grandma
what a piano sounds like.

It shouldn't be me.

You can start with these elementary
exercises as a refresher course.

You'll be on your own though.

But it is a step in the right direction.

I'll get your textbooks.

Play.

We will also.

We will tell them when we cannot accept.

My mom wants her stationery, Abigail.

Who on earth is making her confirm this
record?

That piano isn't meant to be played.

Get away from there, child.

Who gave you permission to play that
piano?

I'm sorry, Mrs. Harris.

But Emmeline must be allowed to devote
some time to musical studies.

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

It tends to make them bold and forward.

I think perhaps you're a wise,
Mrs. Harris.

However, I'm told
that most of the young

Pringle girls in Kingsport
have private lessons.

You just wouldn't want to be accused of
negligence and Emmeline's proper upbringing.

Who gave you permission to open those
windows?

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

It's a thorough going over.

Well, have it your way.

Your young people are also giddy.

Poor Ian wants to go where leave me.

It's only for the day, Mama.

Only for the days, says she.

It doesn't seem to
occur to anyone that I'd

like a day out of this
confounded wheelchair.

You may not have the use of your legs,
Grandma.

But there's nothing to matter with your
tongue.

Don't you dare to be a person,
a child.

I know a girl who died in her sleep after
being impotent.

Pauline, what is it?

Oh, my cousin Louise
is celebrating her

wedding anniversary in
Frederickton next week.

I was her bridesmaid 15 years ago and I'd
do anything to be there.

Well, if I die alone while you're away,
Pauline, I'll leave it to your conscience.

I know what a blurbin' like me.

Mama, please don't excite yourself.

I'm not going to go off you, not one.

I will excite myself.

If I have a little excite, then to brite
my dull life.

Oh, oh, oh, why the heck?

The heck hurts.

Close that confounded window girl.

I can feel the draft.

Pauline, get by Elcan and of course you'll
be for my phone.

Well, you know how people won't talk.

This is Harris.

If Pauline doesn't go to the anniversary.

Well, I'm sure in your long lifetime
you've learned what Eigle tongues can say.

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

Well, this town is full of tackling toad
ears, and won't I know it?

Well, I'm not stopping her.

I left it to her own conscience.

No one would ever believe that excuse.

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

Well, Eigle probably be there and back in
a day.

There's something behind all this,
isn't it?

Why are you so set on her going?

Because she's a good kind daughter who
needs a day off now and then.

Never mind your weirdly ways, have a
peppermint.

Oh... Oh, my head.

Oh, I got to the pain in my head and I'm
so tired.

I can't argue anymore.

It was that means I'm good to have a
stroke.

Well... All right, you can go.

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

Thank you, Mama.

Thank you.

You're so good to me.

I wanted to go to cousin Louisa so much.

Mama, I only have this old black half of
it.

Where do you like to have it?

It was quite good enough for Louisa
Hilton's wedding.

She'd written a skull at that one if I let
her on only waiting till I'm dead to do it.

As long as I'm alive, you will be
disappointed.

I'm falling out of it.

All right, Mama, I'm
just going to go ahead

inside and not even think
about what I'm wearing.

And I'm sure that you'll get along with
Miss Shirley splendidly, Mama.

I will not take death's hand with any soil
of hate or wrath or wrong about me.

But being friends with this past world,
pass from it in the general piece of love.

Remarkably well-indisserved, multitudes of
praise.

Now, make sure you have your lines down
pat for next Friday's rehearsal.

And before you go, I have one announcement
to make.

Mrs. Captain Josiah Harris and her
granddaughter Emma line would be pleased

to invite you ladies to a fall picnic
tomorrow morning.

Now, if you care to attend, we'll be
meeting at Maplehurst at 10 a.m.

Please, bring a small
gift from Mrs. Harris out of

politeness for her generosity
and hosting this event.

You can go home now, girls.

They look wonderful.

Why?

It's a reaction from those old iries,
Anne.

It goes to show you how my old students
always pull through.

Don't speak too loudly yet.

Just received a letter from Gilbert
Blives.

Seems he's finally in medical school.

I know.

Well, how's he doing?

Oh, I know, Gilbert's
so modest, but reading

between the lines I'd
say is top of this class.

He wanted to know how you can get a look.

What are you doing as well?

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

Come in.

It's only me, Pauline.

Miss Shirley.

How do I look?

Dreadful.

You simply cannot go in that old thing.

I'm gonna lend you my best dress.

Oh, my dear moment.

No, I'm on tenterhooks as it is.

Mama might change her.

Mama, don't be silly.

Get up.

Take this black taffeta off.

You can put this on underneath and change
it the party.

But to deceive, Mama, you wouldn't want to
bring bad luck to a wedding anniversary.

And this black thing, would you?

No.

Oh, now, just as we're all on.

Mama, I want to prove this.

Oh, look.

Apple blossom.

Oh, how this reminds me of Adelaide
Pringle when she... Who?

Morgan's wife.

Mother of the child.

She was my first cousin, my mom's son.

I see it.

Well, does your brother never visit?

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

ordering people about
no time for anyone else.

I used to be so robust and handsome and
Adelaide used to love music and hearties.

What happened?

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

Well, how did she die then?

She ran off shortly after the child was
born and died of consumption.

Pringles all blamed Morgan, including
Mama, if it wasn't Morgan's fault.

Now, Mama won't have anything about the
reminds her of what happened to Adelaide.

That's wrong, Paulie.

It makes the people in this town hold such
grudges against one another.

Oh, the Pringles have always bicker the
great deal amongst themselves.

We're very polite to each other in public.

I have never seen such ridiculous
behavior.

It's absolutely Byzantine.

Well, in any case, Pauline Harris, you
are gonna have the day off of your life.

Good morning, Mrs. Harris.

Walking is a filmed world, are we?

So I do.

Come along, Pauline.

I'm ready to go, Mama.

Too much color, girl.

You look painted.

Oh, no, it's just... I'm washed.

But it don't smell respectable,
drenched in scent.

It's just the teeniest little bit.

I said, drenched, and I meant a drenched.

Turn around.

Is that a rip under that sleeve?

No.

No.

Remember your manners.

Don't forget to cross your ankles decently
when you sit down.

And don't sit in a draught, either.

And don't slide down the banisters.

Mama, what you did at Nancy Pringles,
were you?

Mama, that was 25 years ago.

What do you think I am?

Well, girl, don't send that jab right.

Do you want to miss your train?

No, Mama.

And if I'm not here when you come back,
remember, let me out in my wedding dress.

Mind my hair is crimped.

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

She's such a baby.

I never thought I'd ever get a chance to
miss any of the flowers.

No, no, no.

Mrs. Harris is caring.

Mrs. Harris is caring.

Mrs. Harris is caring.

Mrs. Harris is caring.

Mrs.

Harris is caring.

I want you to enjoy the sunshine on the
beautiful island colors.

Well, in a lovely carriage, right?

You can criticize everyone.

Pass by.

That's a very strange idea.

Miss Shirley, that's not costume.

It's simply not creepy.

What is the meaning of this, Miss Shirley?

I won't stand for any more of your
microphones.

You've such handsome carriages,
and you never use them.

You'll put them back, do you?

They've not been up for seven years.

There's all the more reason to bring them
out and use them.

Stop being so selfish.

Good morning, girls.

You look lovely.

You feel me back in, do you hear?

This is anarchy.

Who are these rebel roses?

Oh, dear, same s above, I shall soon.

I can't stand all this pressure.

It's such a pretty day.

I thought you could host a picnic for the
school.

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

I'm not a regal-tangled gypsy-tape-in!

Excuse me!

This is Harris.

Some of these young girls are Pringles.

Pringles?

Yes.

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

You don't pay for this.

If I cut a chill, you said you wanted a
dare from your wheelchair anyway, Grandma.

Be quiet.

Good morning, Mrs. Harris.

How you look awfully chipper.

Thank you.

I look magnificent.

Thank you.

Well, what does it matter if I die anyway?

I'll be living on borrowed time for too
long as it is.

I'm just friendly.

Charming, David.

No, I don't.

I don't approve.

You're criticizing people, my dear.

No.

May I ask you?

That all your own hell?

Yes, every bit.

It will be a trip.

But I believe red is becoming quite
popular again.

Thank you.

I can't.

Goodnight, filled our thank you my dear.

Mrs. Is my gift to you and alright?

Oh, this surely.

However, did you pay for this?

It's unlucky savings, put aside.

Oh, thank you a million times over.

Someday I'll make it after you.

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

Yes, it was.

It's a brother like your laugh,
Miss Shirley.

I'd never giggle if Pauline gets some of
my nerves.

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

She's probably over here.

I made herself feel like a father,
that girl.

You know, she never knew when he'd had
enough.

She did.

I have to show you.

Just sighs picture, Miss Shirley.

He was very handsome.

Full of heroic spirit, I'd say.

Yes, he was a handsome as man and kings
for.

And he adored me.

It's been consulted each other about
absolutely everything.

Mind you?

We didn't always agree.

Well, he had his fits of temper.

Oh, yeah, so did I.

Do you know what he did when I bought a
day cap?

Did he didn't like?

He can't imagine.

He ate it.

He gave a terrible stomach pain.

He had a certain right.

He was so hurt that I neglected to consult
him.

Could he go away and see if he'd only
crippled like that?

dying was the only thing that he ever
dared to do without consulting him.

Well, he belonged before we took care of
again.

There's no man like him.

This is a degenerate age, Miss Shirley.

What about your son?

Well, he managed.

His money successfully, if that's any
matter.

His father spoke.

No, he should never have married his
cousin.

He was a blessing the poor had laid
Pringle and died, dear soul.

Morgan got what he deserved.

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

Yes, but we're not exactly famous for
compassion.

Miss Shirley, especially among ourselves.

No.

Anyway, they're all waiting for me to die,
so they can get their hands on the money.

Perhaps you ought to realize that Emma
line only wants to be cared for.

Well, if you have any compassion left in
your soul, you might spend it on her.

Children should be seen and not heard.

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

It's a nicest compliment anyone's ever
paid, Mrs. Harris.

I was wondering if you
would allow my girls to meet

a pleasure of a haywright
to town in your wagon.

I'm going to be so exciting for them.

I promise you, they won't be able to meet
them.

You simply have to go.

Goodbye.

I've been so anxious about your mama.

I was worried sick the entire party.

Will you stop fluttering?

Hello, you fidget.

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

Oh, my, yes.

Louise sent you her bouquet, mama.

The flowers were wonderful.

The parlor was a bower.

Like a funeral, I suppose.

And the minister married cousin Louise and
Maurice all over again.

Molly and Emily send their love,
and Emily has the most delicious babies.

Because there was something to eat.

Babies are coming enough.

These are never common.

Each one is a miracle.

Well, I had two of them.

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

Mama, you're so bright and cheerful today.

However, did you two get along,
Miss Shirley?

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

I don't care what the problem will say.

I think you're quite good looking.

Thank you.

Oh, good grief.

Well, well, what about
people who lost their

sheep and doesn't
know where to find them?

Very, very.

Good day, Miss Shirley.

After this, I should be
surprised if nothing leaves them

alone as they'll come home,
bringing their tails to find them.

You were told to stop worrying those
ridiculous spectacles outside.

My sight will never improve if you
constantly wear them.

Yes, Papa, but Miss Shirley gave me these
new ones.

Go, sir.

I mean, immediately.

But... Hurry up.

Yum, Matt.

Who's responsible for this?

Is this your wagon?

Oh, thank you.

We had a marvelous time.

Miss Shirley, may I have a word?

If you are along this car, I'll catch up.

Yes, sir.

It seems that each time we meet,
could tester a few lives in my way.

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

I get annoyed when people treat my
instructions lightly, Miss Shirley.

I gave explicit orders that
my daughter was to have

no further association with
Kingsport Lady's culture.

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

We've been on a country picnic,
sir.

Hmm?

Hosted by your mother.

My mother.

She, uh, authorized taking out all those
carriages and inviting all those girls?

No.

Sir, I did.

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

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

Then you really are as insane as all the
rumors I've heard about you.

What if you heard?

You wouldn't want to know.

Yes, I would.

The Pringles have labeled you the madcap
English professor.

Someone said you'd written the most
ridiculous story.

They'd ever read published by, uh, something
a rather reliable baking powder company.

And that you were the silliest red-headed
mouse of a school mistress.

They'd ever know me.

Thanks to you.

I was very nearly fired.

There's a logical explanation behind
everything, which people really are the

most narrow-minded, self-centered
quarrelsome group I have ever encountered.

To poison your entire clan.

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

Oh, I'm sure you're all
bloating over who will

fly the victory banner
at the end of this year.

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

Come back here, Miss.

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

I don't care to discuss it.

If you don't mind.

I'm sorry.

You're afraid the Pringle Room is might
reinforce my conclusions about you.

You are conclusion?

Don't flatter yourself.

You might be interested in listening to
what I actually had to say in your defense.

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

you like to listen to,
better than yourself.

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

I'm sure you're far too busy to afford a
change of address to your daughter.

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

there's a little girl who
desperately loves you.

You don't go.

Oh, Miss Shirley, wait!

Morgan!

I'll be right back.

Miss Shirley!

Oh, Miss Shirley.

Thank goodness you didn't let Mama see me
getting out of that fellow's carriage.

Paulie, you're positively treadling.

Oh, it was heavenly.

I simply have to tell you everything.

I said, can't drove me home.

He used to be an old bow of mine.

Well, no, hardly an old bow.

He never had any real intentions.

But we did used to go driving around
together.

He paid me a compliment.

He said, your hair looks as much like
molasses taffy as it ever did.

I hope there wasn't anything improper in
his saying that.

Oh, nothing whatsoever.

He asked me to go driving a game.

Heaven knows what Mama's
gonna say, but... I don't even care.

The reason I walked
all around the old house,

remembered all the summers
we spent together as girls.

I saw the lilac bushes that we planted
years ago.

Oh, no.

I was never had such a wonderful day.

I'm so pleased.

How could I ever repay you?

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

Oh.

I don't even mind coming home somehow.

Morgan's here for a few weeks on business.

I hope it will be just like old times.

After all, Mama needs me.

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

Thank you, Miss Shirley.

You keep the dress.

I have a nose you might get to where are
you.

God bless you.

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

King's Port Lady's College, Miss Brooks
speaking.

My good afternoon, Miss Springle.

Saw throat.

Tons of lightness, good heavens.

I hope it is it's serious.

It's not contagious, is it?

Oh, I see.

No, no, but... No, we
understand completely.

One must not interfere with the doctor's
orders.

I agree with you, Miss Springle.

I appreciate your giving us sufficient
notice.

Thank you.

Goodbye.

Jen Pringle will not be performing this
evening.

You can be serious.

And after all this effort, we shall simply
have to return the tickets and put it off.

Until then, we can't afford to re-book the
horn.

And what about the ban?

I still have to pay for them.

Well, Muriel Stacy, I told you it was foolish
to get up a play at this time of year.

Don't blame me.

Jen Pringle is no more danger of tons of
lightness than I am.

This is a deliberate device to ruin the
play and get rid of me.

That's an awfully sour attitude.

What do you intend to do, read it
yourself?

That wood ruin it.

Mary is the entire play.

We are not postponing anything.

I'll be back in an hour.

Carry on as we planned until you hear from
me.

I would like to speak to Captain Harris,
please.

I'm sorry.

He's busy in his study.

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

I'm sorry, Annabelle.

But this is a matter that goes beyond
regret.

I mean, look at the shipment in Boston.

I'm under, all right.

I apologize for interrupting you so
rudely, sir.

But I'll be brief.

Because you've been drawing your financial
support from the college.

We have been attempting to raise the
balance of our operating costs through the

production of a benefit concert schedule
for this evening.

Now our concert is threatened
because Jen Pringle our

leading performer has
called in ill at the last minute.

Emeline knows the part called we've been
studying it together.

This opportunity would mean everything to
her.

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

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

I take it then your job is on the line.

I intend to see this through, sir.

If you have no business interfering,
you must surely.

Emeline is far too easily influenced for
her own good.

But in other circumstances, I feel I owe
you an apology for some of the things I

said the other day, and for the trouble
I've obviously caused, I admit no harm.

Please, that was my own fault.

Perhaps I reacted, he's still taking a
line out of school.

The Pringle, if I could fill their weight
around his community.

You might say, we took him on his
expulsioness.

I took on myself.

But I thought you supported the general
consensus.

Please, don't lump me in with that lot.

The king's boy is a very insidious town.

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

Emeline may go.

Emeline may go.

Emeline may go.

Sir, I'm just dizzy with gratitude.

Miss Shirley.

Miss Shirley, you were in a line very
long.

Pringles would be sharpening their knives.

Thank you.

Forgive all evil toward me of all men,
deed or device to hurt me.

Yeah, I would not bear one heart on
reconciled with mine when mine is cold.

I will not take death's hand with any soil
of hate or wrath or wrong about me.

But being friends with this past world,
pass from it in the general piece of love.

Thank you.

Thank you all so much for your well-overwhelming
support for this evening's benefit.

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

an individual who has overseen every last
inch of this production, and whose

inspired direction
has brought forth such

magnificent performances
from your daughters.

Miss Anne Shirley.

Thank you.

Miss Shirley, on behalf of the Kings
County Board of Education, it gives me

very great pleasure to present you with
this check, the proceeds of this evening's

exciting event made out to the Kingsport
Ladies College in the amount of $2,500.

Thank you, ladies and gentlemen.

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

side the three other energetic
supporters of tonight's event.

Miss Carr, Miss Mackay, and especially our
beloved principal, Miss Catherine Brook,

who have all worked so tirelessly on this
production.

APPLAUSE

It was with great trepidation that I began
my year here at Kingsport Ladies College,

and I own enormous debt of gratitude to my
fellow teachers, and to the parents of my

students who all tried
to make me feel so at

home during my first
few weeks in Kingsport.

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

kindred spirits among them.

If we have opened your
hearts this evening, and

entertained you even a
little, we have succeeded.

Thank you all for your very fine support.

APPLAUSE Thank you.

Thank you very much.

Thank you.

Oh, yes.

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

She's got a long bit of this term that she
has in a long time.

She's a joy to teach, thank you.

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

I know some of the
other Pringles have been

abominable, but I
don't care what they say.

You can board with me next term.

Thank you for the invitation.

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

He brought me some of my memories like
this.

I'm just thinking we are fine support.

How about what do you think?

Ermaline, you weren't an angel.

Stold away everyone's heart including
mine.

Come back to earth now.

Oh, wow.

It looks like a dream.

Oh, I'm glad you enjoyed it.

Ermaline.

Oh, you were wonderful.

Thank you.

It looks like you have single handedly
routed the entire Pringles plan.

Well, let's just say that the wind is a
persecution of blown over.

Thank you, sir.

This is meant a great deal to me.

I'll never forget it as long as I live.

I'll normalise.

Good night, Ermaline.

Miss Shirley, I'd like you to go on to
bring my daughter.

So she'll be a call-up when she returns to
college.

I'm prepared to make it with your wife.

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

You're asking me to renegotiate.

Yes.

You have a deal.

Thank you.

Good night, Ermaline.

What is this?

You might as well from generous life alone
for us.

She must be the good one.

I'll be a long short for you to tack your
girls in.

Isn't that ring around the moon
enchanting?

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

You haven't seen this one?

Sit down.

Let's let it just soak into our souls.

Isn't it a marvelous evening?

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

It

was thought in ancient times.

When a man and a woman sat under such a
moon, they would be bonded together in

love and eternity.

Love.

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

What is it you want to ensure?

To be a friend.

I don't have facts.

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

act, always saying the
right thing to everyone.

You say you like people to be frank?

Well, I'm going to be frank.

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

Catherine, Brooke, you are all prickles
and stings.

I know how my social people hate me.

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

neglected and overlooked
at social functions?

I'm sorry.

I've never been
able to swallow all the

snopes and hopes I've
received during my life.

I remember every single one.

For 15 years, I had to endure relatives who
cared as little for me as my dead parents.

Of a third grade boarding houses that
frozen winter at the stake of summer.

I've worn their cast off clothes.

Fortunately, my brains.

I made it through college, I paid back
every cent.

Oh yes, I'm independent now.

The truth is I hate teaching.

But there is nothing else that I can do.

Look at you, a little messenger of
optimism.

But how long will it last?

Five?

Maybe ten years before you wither inside
of this...

and listening not to me.

Prepare to join the
ranks of cult on interesting

spinsters who have chosen a
professional career at Sherry.

And in particular, the
performance of Emeline Harris,

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

The audience was so unexpectedly moved.

It is our opinion that this
proficient group of young

actresses must establish
permanent dramatic society.

The Kingsport examiner eagerly awaits
their next production.

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

triumphantly in your
term exam next Friday.

Class dismissed.

In light.

I'd like to apologize for the
inconvenience.

I caused you, Miss Sherry.

We're all glad to see that your health is
improved so quickly.

Yes.

I think the doctor was overly concerned.

I...

I hope I may stay in the dramatic society
if you're going to continue.

Well, we couldn't do without you.

Thank you, Sherry.

Oh, my mother wants to know if you'd like
to help on the annual hospital bizarre.

If you have the time to help your mother,
I'd be flattered.

Good afternoon, girls.

And... Hello.

The board was totally enthralled.

Better than that.

They were absolutely floored.

And they received Captain Harris's check.

They want to renew your contract for five
years.

Five years?

I want to record the last of that alone.

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

Almost broke isn't it wonderful.

All those are such kiddel cattle.

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

Here, these came for you.

Thank you.

Thank you again.

I would like to return the favor.

I'd be pleased to have
you escort my family for

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

Oh, my God.

Sincerely Morgan Harris.

Oh, my God.

Oh, beautiful.

Oh, beautiful.

Holy and Harris, you don't know if you're
coming or going up.

Who's that happened?

Not up there, girl.

You're breathing me.

It's not safe up there either.

Put it back, don't put it back.

Allow the blind.

It needs to be just about one inch.

Oh, holy.

Holy.

No, you've done it.

Oh, my God.

Oh, that light makes my headache work.

I'm sorry.

Well, you've got your color back,
Mrs. Harris.

You must be feeling that.

I am completely worn out
with all the worry and the

motion sickness by stomach
and dropping out of the bank.

Why, I ever listened to you and came on
this trip in the first place.

Now now we're almost there.

Perhaps you'd like some lunch pulling.

We are not hungry.

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

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

Yes, Mrs. Harris.

I'll see what I can procure.

And see that they wash the cup out
properly.

I don't mean to be a trouble to anyone,
but from where I'm feeling.

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

And then perhaps you're all up pretty.

Poor Aunt Pauline.

I'll grab my mom asleep for days once we
get there.

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

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

The feeling we're all here on approval.

Papa thinks very highly of you,
Miss Shirley.

He said so.

Hello.

How is mother?

She allowed us to order her a cup of tea.

However, she is throwing out complaints at
the speed of the story.

If we like a new house in Boston,
public and Miss Shirley, nice day with you.

I don't know if Boston's large enough for
two sophisticated ladies.

Going from Avenue later, Kingsport was an
adventure captain.

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

Well, I'm sure you and Boston will make
quite an impression on each other.

If I can remember not to look us back,
what does I feel?

Oh, there's nothing above us.

Oh, there's nothing above us.

Oh, you're nobody cares what I suffer.

This is what you've been wasting my money
on Morgan Harris.

Thank you very much.

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

It isn't fair, Morgan.

It's simply isn't fair.

I don't just got to come back and live
with you.

I can't afford the expenses and I'd simply
can't stand the trouble.

I'm calling to go quit enough to do it.

No, I'm not mine, man.

Please, don't contradict me.

Don't be so demanding.

She's back in school besides I thought you
enjoyed having her with you.

I am 79 years of age, my boy.

And I can't be bothered with the child.

You've got this enormous house.

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

Huh?

I have every right to be demanding.

Why didn't you get mad at it again?

I haven't the temperament for it.

I suppose no one would take you.

Mind you're on business, mother.

Of course, I realize my opinion's a matter
any longer.

I might just as well be dead.

Then you can have the rest of the money.

Please don't say that, man.

I will say it.

You're too ungrateful, children.

How many times have I set up at night
nursing you?

When you were little, sometimes I thought
you'd never live to see the dawn.

A mother sacrifices assumed forgotten.

Mama, please come to bed.

It's just the strange thing you're not
calling.

Will you keep out of this?

Now listen to me, Morgan.

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

Face up to your responsibilities and
behave like I'm then.

All right.

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

Well, that's better.

Good night.

Good night.

You can't rely on that, boy.

Stay in the same line.

for two minutes together.

He'll toss that child back in my lapish or
a show can be.

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

I quite agree.

Good night, Miss Shelley.

Please, don't get up.

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

And thank you for giving me such a
wonderful opportunity.

I apologize for mother's behavior.

And our condition sarcasm is for one
relief.

It's a fringle nature, I suppose.

I'm surprised you put up a lot with
Kingsport nonsense as well as you have.

Well, it has been a challenge.

As well as a very good experience.

Oh, I desperately miss my green gables,
though.

Watching the home lights flicker across
the pond at night.

It's more real awaiting for me on the
veranda.

Probably sounds very foolish to you.

Can't escape your home some island,
don't print it.

Must feel very empty, living in this vast
house all alone.

Well, it's an investment, really.

I'm away so frequently.

What is it that keeps you away from
Kingsport?

Keeping occupied with the all-consuming
problems in my business.

Running away?

Perhaps holding out for a reason to
return.

Well, I hope you found one.

I'm very grateful to you for all you must
have found.

I'm very grateful to you.

And the pleasure of such high spirits.

Good night.

Good night, Morgan Harris.

And surely.

I hope you shall see you often.

And I return to Kingsport.

Yes, you personally.

Thank you.

Do you think this makes me look old and
powerful?

Well, yes, I am.

Can you get me a bermise, which of these
hats was more sophisticated?

No, they cannot.

We'll check on them.

Anna.

Can you manage them?

Yes, she is.

Great lady of the West Indies.

She's magnificent.

What does Miss Chomi have?

Your means of rough cold wind.

Could it be Christened after delicious
perfume?

Like a zephyr.

Then I shall aim the next one.

The zephyr in your honor.

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

A million who has had such a forsaken life
up to now has blossomed.

And I feel Captain Harris now recognizes
the treasure he didn't know he possessed.

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

and I long to feel the
summer loveliness of home.

I miss you both so very much.

That's all my heart.

She's plain worn out, if you ask me,
Murilla.

I'm not surprised.

The way girls roam the earth now is
something terrible.

It reminds me of Satan in the book of Job,
going to and fro and walking up and down.

I don't think the Lord ever intended it.

What is to me will be, Rachel.

And what isn't to be, sometimes happens.

Riches are all very well, Murilla.

But if Anne prefers to hand
some unknown to Avon Lee, well,

something more to be said,
it's in the hands of Providence.

I enjoyed your company in Boston.

I hope the dream is continuing well in
Kingsport.

And Emma line is caught up now in her
studies.

Thank you again, sincerely, more than
Harris.

Anne, surely?

What in heck are you doing here?

Gil?

You're the very last person I'd ever
expect to meet out here on a day like this.

Um, um, come on.

The Royal Academy of Physicians is
continuing here this weekend.

And I'm here as a delegate.

You must be proud of yourself.

I'm not as proud as I was
of you when I read that

clipping the stasis on me
about the success of your play.

That's sweet of you, Gil.

So good to see you.

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

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

I can't begin to express my happiness.

Let me look at you.

Oh, yes, do I look like a young medical
student now?

Not a bit.

You can't pull me.

You are still the same in charge of
McGill.

Tell me all they have in the news.

Have you been back?

Uh, no, I've been spending most of my time
with the stewards in Halifax.

Dr. Stewart's a very prominent surgeon.

But he who arranged for me to attend is
his delegate.

You see, Christine and I are engaged.

It's seven next summer.

I'm so happy for you, Gil.

I guess that's what I wanted to see you so
much.

Apologize for being such a fool last
summer.

No, I... I think I understand now what you
meant.

I meant what I said too.

I will never forget you.

You turned out as how it's imagined you
would.

Doesn't it seem like
yesterday we were off

to Queens and behind
for those scholarships?

I suppose you've kept up your writing.

Not really.

I've been busy in.

Well, publishers aren't interested in
those kinds of stories.

I wouldn't give up all together.

You know, I always thought you were right
at book about Avon Lee.

I've changed the name, of course, or
Rachel Limith thinks she was the heroine.

I've been lazy, dearest place in the
world.

I don't think it's an interesting enough
setting for a story.

Well, I intend to take
Christine back to the

island with me and set
up my practice there.

Dr. Stewart has a lot of pull and Halifax.

I'd like us to live there, but...

I don't want any handouts.

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

No, of course.

The Lord of Governors at the college just
offered me a five-year contract.

Well, that's wonderful.

He's certainly one you're way into the
hearts of this affluent old town.

You won't be lonely.

I'll survive.

Well, I had to go.

Trainings at 5.30.

God, no, really?

Oh, I was going to...

mail this break to her.

I know just isn't the same.

Thanks, Gill.

Bye.

Goodbye, Gill.

Don't forget me.

Oh, Lord!

Thank you!

Thank you!

Goodbye!

Miss Shirley, would you help us arrange
all these garlands and bunting?

This is a hopeless mess.

What's the matter, Miss Sprink?

Not one of these
networks is as much artistic

ability as you have
in your baby finger.

Ladies?

How are we doing?

I'm putting Miss Shirley in charge here.

Let me see.

I suggest you gathered up in a rosette
like this.

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

We were all so impressed with your
production at the college, Miss Shirley.

Thank you.

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

He's hardly had anything to do with a poor
child since she was born.

Such a tragedy when his Adelaide died.

She was a rare beauty.

All Mrs. Harris and Mother Pringle are
first cousins.

And I know how the Harris's have cut
themselves off from everybody.

It was Morgan's fault, though.

She ran away and left him.

Terrible reputation with the ladies.

They say Adelaide really died of a broken
heart.

I'm sure he's dealt so
guilty all these years

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

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

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

Stand at oil fortune from Boston.

She has been staying for the last two
weeks at Maplehurst.

Or so my sister-in-law tells me.

You got him to know cousin Morgan.

I haven't to miss Shirley.

Yes, we've met on several outings.

He's very charming.

We're going to get Miss Evans to tour of
the old town, so be in the line.

Dear Miss Shirley, please accept our
congratulations on your book.

And title that haven't been leaving yet.

He closes our check for $250 as a best
against our royalties.

And.

Oh, hello.

And I was hoping to run into you.

We've missed having you back, May blessed.

I can imagine it must be very difficult for
you to get away from your important guest.

Yes.

Yes, it is, but please
let... Don't apologize.

I do understand.

Good day, sir.

May I offer you a ride back to the
college?

No, thank you.

What's nagging you, Miss Shirley?

You'll be having rather like a spin-stly
old schoolman, don't you think?

Perhaps that's because I am one.

I say that with admiration, it was a
compliment.

I'm a great proponent of independent
thinking.

Moreover, I've always held
that early marriage as a sure

indication of second rate God's
that had to be sold in a hurry.

Wouldn't you agree?

Well, you could be sure I'm at the first
rate kind Morgan Harris.

I certainly have far greater ambition than
marriage.

Oh, that's what you're insinuating is
nagging me.

I'm about to have a short work of fiction
published.

I'm afraid it has me completely
preoccupied.

Well then, let me offer my
congratulations.

Good day.

Ah.

And I am sorry.

I ought not to have made such a backhanded
invitation.

I've been meaning to ask my mother to
invite you back to Maplehurst.

How gracious of you.

But my schedule is so jam-packed,
I'm sure I won't be able to squeeze it in.

I take it to the hospital benefit tomorrow
evening.

Yes, I'm working as a volunteer.

I shall look forward to seeing you there.

Would you do me the honor, Miss Shirley,
of reserving me a waltz on your card?

Of course.

I'd be pleased to, Morgan Harris.

Thank you.

If I have a waltz base for you.

Well, what do you think?

Oh, you look like a Gibson magazine cover.

Perhaps a romantic artist will fall for
you.

It has to paint her picture.

Oh, Miss Shirley.

I know where my hair just like that when I
turn 18.

You do.

Darling's invitation is the sincerest form
of bladder.

Would you want to long and see if my
camera's here?

Thank you.

Oh, my.

Going to London to visit the Queen,
are we?

Are you not capable of saying anything
pleasant?

No, I haven't your talent for pretending
things.

You take my breath away with your
compliments.

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

Don't deceive yourself.

You'll never be one of them, despite your
flaunting, your string of pearls,

and making a spectacle of yourself.

Morgan Harris is a man of status and
achievement.

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

I don't know what you mean.

But I honestly feel sorry for you,
Catherine.

You shut out every spark of happiness
around you.

I will not be poisoned by your bitterness.

You are good luck, and
surely this is the largest

number of tickets we've
ever sold in the hospital.

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

Don't get stuck behind that table all
night to him.

We should have had a dance.

I will.

You took the teachers across the Queens.

Surely, isn't it?

And, surely, yes.

Louis Allen.

I remember you won the A for a scholarship,
and GilbertBlinds won the gold medal.

Please, that's right.

Please, to know you.

What do you do now, Louis?

I'm the principal of Richmond Public
School.

Not the most adventurous place in the
world, but I've done all right for myself.

Can you tell her to a lot of other swim
queens?

Do you dance as well as you boast?

Better.

Morgan Harris certainly upstaged the
Pringles with that Evans woman.

But, say, she's a perfect cat.

Or as minions, though.

I've met her.

And believe me, it will take all this gold
to kill the pill like her.

It's a match of a joining bank,
I guess, to be sure.

Good evening, sir.

Or rather, good night.

Good evening, sir.

Or rather, good night.

You've lost me at once.

Sorry.

My guard was full of evening.

You needn't feel obligated to patronize a
local school teacher.

I'll show you've been handsomely for your
tickets.

We don't want to.

Thanks, Brady.

Please.

Don't spoil the evening for your guess by
causing a seed.

What are you going?

I'm quite exhausted.

Please don't complicate matters by making
excuses.

Now, Byron Evans is a business
associate for the pastor I have

been liquidating the last of
her father's shipping estate.

Bringing her to Maplehurst was a gesture
of hospitality.

The conclusion of a lengthy transaction.

I know when I'm being conveniently
excluded.

Isn't that at all be reasonable?

Why should I?

I have no ulterior motives.

Your writing has been reminded of some
bees.

We all go on a nutshell.

Even mother.

She absolutely adores you.

One of the circumstances.

How could I have invited you this evening?

It really wasn't fishing for an
invitation.

Perhaps it's my wholesome island
upbringing.

But I've known tension of becoming fancy's
fool.

I would like you to come back to
Maplehurst.

Indeed, I don't know why.

As Emma lines governess perhaps.

I'll save you the trouble of asking.

I won't lose you then, surely.

The gold me.

Please, I would like...

Oh!

How could I hear this?

Oh, I'm... Molly, sorry.

But you grabbed me.

I would ask you to marry me.

What did you see?

I'm in love with you.

You really mean that?

Don't you?

My life on it.

I only know I couldn't have a band to lose
you.

What should you do to me, Emma?

I'll give you a happy marriage.

What is this?

Do you care a great deal for you when I'm
alive?

I can't.

What do you mean?

I mean, for five glorious seconds, I
really thought perhaps I could marry you.

I used to dream of a moment like this.

And now...

I can't describe it.

I need to go home.

You can go back for some holidays.

My mother's big old places on the Gulf.

Not the same thing.

Yes, I do.

Look at you.

You're not even your code on your cancer
death.

Really, you should go back in.

I still have a waltz free.

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

Come in.

Why, Mr. McGinnis?

What is it?

You must come quickly to Maplehurst,
Miss.

Everyone's worried.

Mrs. Harris who's kept silent all week.

Something must be treadfully wrong.

She took a bad spell just after Papa left.

And now she will need her drink.

And poor Aunt Pauline is beside herself to
know what we should do.

Sure, I think it has come.

I'm afraid that she's slipping away.

And it's all my fault.

I can't once meet Mary.

Practically.

He's asked me to join the Presbyterian
Church quietly.

Mama hates Isaac as much as she did 15
years ago.

And she said the military when I'm coming
out to see me.

I don't think she'll forgive me.

I'm so afraid she's going to do it.

You must choose between them, Pauline.

Oh, you don't think I can help without
him.

Don't be frightened now.

You must accept.

Oh, Miss Shirley.

You've always been able to smoke things
all over with, Mama.

Please try to get her to forgive me.

Oh, it's you.

Mrs. Harris, please hear me through
patiently.

I'm always patient.

Very patient.

I want you to know that Pauline is greatly
troubled.

She's of the opinion that she should
accept Isaac Kent's hand in marriage.

I thought there was some foolishness
between her and that red dicula's.

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

The truth is, Pauline needs your forgiveness
and she's ever going to be happy.

I advised her to be married, and I beg of
you to let her go.

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

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

At least you can't have to climb down and
tell him to take her.

With hold, not my heart, for many joy.

That's the Bible I thought for you.

Mm.

And yeah, man, he's born and to trouble as
the sparks lie upwards.

Joe, five first.

Pauline, come here, girl.

No one can deny Margaret Pringle Harris's
place as a cornerstone of our community.

It is with great remorse that we turn her
spirit over to her master.

Though our hearts be troubled with this
grave loss, we must remind ourselves of

the fleetingness of our own
lives, and that someday we

shall rejoice with Margaret
forever in the hereafter.

Amen.

We're going back to Boston, Miss Shirley.

Pauline's accepted Isaac Kent,
I've decided to sell my blessed.

Oh, I shall miss you, Emma.

But we will see each other again soon.

And I promise you, I won't ever forget
you.

Just you, mind that.

Well, if I miss Shirley,

no one in the whole world like you.

Please accept my condolences, Morgan.

Mother mentioned you before she went,
she was...

very keen on you.

She was never wanted to throw away a
compliment.

That means a great deal to me.

Will you not be considered?

I've come very close to reconsidering.

But it isn't any useful.

I'll miss you, Emma.

I hope you end that big house with golf
someday.

Cause I'll miss you, too.

I haven't had a chance to thank you,
Miss Brooke.

It's been such a rewarding year.

Don't be ridiculous, please.

Where will you be spending your summer
holidays?

Here in this fire trap, where did you
suppose?

Why stay if you don't like it?

Why?

Why?

Don't trouble yourself.

You've paid your lip service, now goodbye.

I shall see you next time.

I won't be coming back next term.

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

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

And Green Gables, unless you have
somewhere else you're going.

And out first.

I'm hardly a candidate for that yet.

Katherine Brooke, whether you know it or
not, what you want is a darn good spanking.

Must've relieved you to say that.

It has.

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

But I have asked you to
come because the very idea of

you spending a summer
cooped up in here isn't decent.

You asked me because you feel sorry for
me.

I am sorry for you.

You've shut out life and our life is
shutting you out.

Now are you coming or not?

What would you say if I accepted?

I'd say that's the first faint glimmer of
common sense I've ever detected in you.

All right, I accept.

Now you can go through
emotions of telling me how

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

I am delighted.

But as to a wonderful time.

That will depend entirely on you,
Katherine.

The murder trials in this Boston paper mine,
you sent me a real interesting gorilla.

Full of heat in that place.

I hope Anne will never go there again.

Can you imagine that new
minister going on about how he

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

The idea.

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

to the foreign missions
will be completely wasted.

That's what.

I wouldn't fret if I were you,
Rachel.

Goodness knows the world is full of
beggars and it's a pretty pass if we can't

help a fellow being in need.

Christian or not?

Run a comfort!

Don't you be buying any junk for most
settlers just to satisfy your conscience.

It's an ill wind that blows no good.

Come back here, you'll tell yourself
running.

Help her!

Help her!

Help her!

I don't know what to say.

Blessed child how I've missed you.

We were looking for you tomorrow.

How did you get from breakfast?

I've walked through the muralists.

We let their luggage at the station.

I got homesick all at once and I wanted to
show Catherine all my old hearts.

Welcome to Green Gables.

Thank you for having me, Ms. Gafford.

This blossoms fragrant.

Smell the mural and drink them in.

Enough of that nonsense.

If it's you, I'm off to hear about not
drinking in blosses.

You must be real tired, Catherine.

Come and have a cup of tea on the veranda.

Well, let's go slowly.

I've dreamt of this moment all of you.

I want to soak it all in.

Out of Rachel has anything to do with it.

She'll want to spill out all the news
about me.

Oh, and surely I've got so much to tell
you.

Rachel, this is Catherine.

Rachel, it's you.

Please, David.

Come on in now.

You've never changed.

It's a beautiful thing about coming home.

Don't you think?

Catherine?

What's wrong?

Can I help you?

You can't understand.

Everything's always been so easy for you.

I'm tired of the trap.

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

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

Oh, I had.

Hate has got to be a disease with me.

I can never be the normal life now.

Yes, you can.

You'll be quite independent and free here.

When I was a little girl, I remember an
old faded print on my uncle's wall,

showing a string of camels around a desert
with a palm spring.

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

To see the Taj Mahal, the pillars of
Karnak.

I want to know, not just believe that the
world is round.

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

I shall have to go on
forever, praying about

discipline and inexhaustible
resources of the dominion.

I always wanted to be a friend.

Catherine's felt with a K.

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

This life never frighten you with its
bleakness, actually.

This is the first place I've ever been to
that feels like a real.

Isn't he perfect?

He's the most perfect baby I've ever seen
now.

Every baby is the speedest and the best.

Well, before it came, I wanted a girl so I
could call her Anne.

But I wouldn't exchange baby fed from a
million girls.

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

Would you like to help the baby Catherine?

No.

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

For help the baby.

Silly.

I'm afraid it won't piece it in my arms.

There you are.

He's taken with you, Catherine.

It feels so good to see you dear folk
again.

I want to hear all the avenues.

I'd grown a whole and sent you left.

Anne, I'd throw down to me if I can't pick
on me anymore.

Can't you think of any more interesting
news than that, Minnie Mae?

Did you know Gilbert Blake was dying?

Minnie Mae holds your tongue.

What do you mean, Diana?

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

He took scarlet fever in mid-term.

He picked it up at the hospital in
Halifax.

Terrible worn out with school,
I expect.

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

I picked this up at the post office.

It's addressed to you.

My book!

I don't sit there shaking like a leaf open
it.

There's camp in real.

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

Oh, you're a great one for secrets.

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

It's just a humorous book of stories I did
about Avon Lee.

My spare time last fall.

Look, it's mine.

It's all mine.

Tomorrow, Anne, Matthew.

Cupboard.

For their unfailing love and support.

And for Gilbert who inspired me with the
idea in the first place.

You do beat all, Anne.

Everyone will think I put you up to it.

Oh, it's all for good of you.

Especially considering Gilbert.

How sick is he, really?

It's been a bad case from the start.

No one's heard anything in the past week.

He has the live constitution in his favor,
you know?

If God will sit.

There's a book of revelations in
everyone's life.

I've been so wrong.

If Gilbert...

He's not knowing how he really can.

Oh, there.

And what could I do without him?

We can't change what God determines.

Don't worry, poor Mr. Blythe.

It must be a sign.

The worst would be more endurable than not
knowing at all.

Jerry, wait.

Jerry, do you know how Gilbert Blythe is
doing?

I think, I think he's bad.

Blythe's are all hoping he's going to get
better.

I don't know.

Dr. Figgers, maybe he's going to have a
close shave yet, though.

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

Come with me if you like.

Give it to him yourself.

Kill?

It's me.

Come to ask you to go for one of our
old-time couples in the woods.

You should go.

I brought you my book.

I've been published again.

I wrote about having me.

Just as you said, I should.

Without any highfalutia, I'm joking.

I dedicated the inscription to Marla and
him at you.

What do you know?

I was planning on saving him as a wedding
gift, and I decided I couldn't wait.

And this... It's not going to
be any wedding anymore.

You're going to get him.

I'll get him.

I know who you are.

I'll get him there, Christine.

I would never be anyone for me,
but...

Oh, Ann, it's a summer's flown by so
quickly.

That school teacher really is a slave of
time.

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

Don't be silly.

There's always another bend in the road.

Bend in the road.

There's no bend in my road.

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

Can't even just look at you.

You're rosy and healthy,
and your hair looks so

attractive like that,
instead of all pulled back.

Besides, I happen to know of two eligible
young men.

The best about you.

Really?

It could be the bonfire tonight.

I wouldn't know what to say to them.

Will you help me, Ann?

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

You give yourself far too little credit,
Catherine.

I wish I had your confidence.

I can believe almost anything of this
green gable, Seveores.

Well, mindful.

I'll be along.

I want to make sure Marilla has three full
bushels.

Oh, Ann?

Hello, girl.

You're looking very robust.

Well, I guess I just made up my mind.

I wasn't going to let it lick me.

Care for a stroll down the lane?

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

Fine afternoon's like this left in the
summer.

I wish I could, but Catherine and I were
off to Alice Penhalo's bonfire in an hour.

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

How about I walk you across the pond?

It's really afraid for you, Gil.

Until we heard you were over the worst.

Well, I was lucky, I suppose.

I'm not quite my old self yet, but by
the time terms start, I'll be in fine form.

I'm glad you came back when you did,
Ann.

It made a lot to me.

I finally read your book.

It's a fine piece of work.

I knew you could do it.

Publishers are hardly planning a second
edition.

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

I'm not going back to King's port.

I'm going to stay here at Green Gables and
write.

Private Girl School is too rough on you,
was it?

No.

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

It's covered.

It's not what the world holds for you.

It's what you bring to it.

The dream is dearest to my heart.

I'll write here.

Well, I hope you keep on dreaming.

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

Even then, there won't be any damn
sunbursts or marble halls.

I don't want sunbursts or marble halls.

I just want you.