All language subtitles for Anne.with.an.E.S03E01.720p.HDTV.x265-MiNX_track3_[eng]

(neighing)

(horse chuffing)
- Come on, Belle.

(birdsong)
(laughing softly)

(chuffing)

This pinecone is the progeny
of this tree, Belle.

Mother and daughter.

Family.

Every tree here
is connected to each other.

I wonder what it must feel like
to have such certainty in life.

What it feels like
to truly belong.

You'll know that soon enough,
won't you?

(chuffing)

Let's start thinking
of baby names for you!

(laughing)
(whinnying)

Of course. I'm late.

Let's go. Jump up. Come on.

♪ 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 ♪

♪ Casting a golden light ♪

♪ No dress rehearsal ♪

♪ This is our life ♪

♪ You are ahead by a century ♪

♪ You are ahead by a century ♪♪

(hockey-game walla)

- Nice shot!
- I'm open! I'm open!
- I got it!

- Go, Gilbert!
- Come on!

- Nice. Take it, take it. Go!
- Yes!
(indistinct chatter)

(indistinct chatter)

- Moody, come on, come on!
- Come on.

- It's so cold.
- Right here, right here.

- Hello.
(girls): Hi, Anne.

(laughter)

(indistinct chatter)
(boy): Hey!

- Charlie, come on, save that.
(indistinct chatter)

- Ruby, you're supposed
to be covering the game.

- Gilbert, come on, pass!
- Where are the highlights?

Do you even know the score?

- It's just a school newspaper,
Anne, not The Daily Telegraph.

- We don't even need an article
about the game -
we're all here.

- She's busy
ogling you-know-who.

- Oh! Oh!
(laughter)

Cad! Bounder!

Josie! You've really caught
Billy's eye!

- Oh, I'm trying
to make my peace with it.

- With what?
- That Josie may become
her sister.

- In law. Sister-in-law.

(laughter)
- Alright...

I'll write the article.

- Who are the team captains
this week?
- Gilbert.

- And?
- Whoever.

- Diana.

Oh!
(laughter)

(Billy): Moody, don't fall!

- Going to take pity
on poor Moody?

- You know
my family won't allow it.

- Too rich
to be a minister's wife?
(laughter)

- Isn't Ruby covering the game?
- Ruby's very preoccupied.

With a certain someone.

- He noticed me!

He looked right at me
and smiled!

- You're delusional.
- Ruby Blythe.

- Gilbert, Gilbert! Over here!
- I'll take it!

(background chatter)

(in Mi'kmaq):

- This stupid stick's
too short for me this year!

- Be a man, take the blame.

Your stick isn't lousy,
you are.
- Oh, they're here!

Now we'll see
just how badly you're gonna
swallow your words, Billy boy.

Uh... thank you.

- Hello. Good afternoon.

I'd like to order a stick,
if I may. Uh...

I brought money.

- Yes, we make for you.
We bring when ready.

- So when might I expect it?

- When ready.

- Hello there.

I'd love to write an article
about you and how you make
your splendid sticks.

Would that be possible?

- What is ar-ti-cle?

- I would ask you questions,
learn about you,

your work, and write it down
for people to read.

Like this.

(in Mi'kmaq):

- I see. Smart. Yes.

- May I come visit your home
later to begin,

so I could--
- Hey.

Make me a stick.

I'll trade ya for it.

(in Mi'kmaq):

Watch your step, Redskin.

(in Mi'kmaq):

- Savages.
- I'm sorry.

He's very rude.

Is it alright
if I still visit you later?

- It is a long way and not easy.

- Anything that's worth having
is some trouble.

- That way, past all fences.

Go away from the ocean
to the dead tree.

Find the thin water that moves,

travel upstream until
all around you is green trees.

Walk with the water
the way the sun goes down,

until the land grows flat
and open.

Our home is there.

- It sounds
like a poetic paradise.

- We miss you at school
this year.
All the boys are so immature.

- I got good at business
so fast,

I bet my father retires soon,

leaves the whole enterprise
to me.

- You can't even add!
- That's not true!
That's not true.

- Privacy, please, Jane.

Walk further behind.

You're meant to chaperone,
not eavesdrop.

Ooh! Oh.
(giggling)

Dear, this path is so rough.

- Allow me.

(background chatter)

- You found us!
- It was just as you said!

I enjoyed the journey
and looking for clues.

(horse chuffing)
- This... this is Belle,
my friend.

You can touch her.
She won't hurt you.

What's your name?
- Ka'kwet.

Ka'kwet.

Does it have a meaning?

I love that your names describe
the bearer's characteristics.

- My name is for the...

...sea star.
- Starfish?

You must be very resilient.

- What is your name?
- Anne.

Plain Anne.
It doesn't mean anything,
I'm sorry to say.

- Well, if I was an Elder
and could choose your name,

it would be... Melkita'ulamun.

A strong and brave heart.

When your eyes seek
and your heart is open,

that is true brave.

Did I say something wrong?

No, I-I love it. Thank you.

Can you teach it to me?
- Melkita'ulamun.

- Melkita'ulamun.
- Good!

Like to see the sticks now?
- I'd like to see everything!

(laughter)
What things do you trade?

- We're known for our baskets.

I love to weave.

- They're incredibly intricate.

- My favorite is...

Jikiji'j.

You would call it porcupine.

- Tell me what you eat.
- Fish, rabbits and eel.

Our hunters are always busy.

- I read that your homes
are called wigwams.
Is that correct?

- Yes. They're made
from birch bark and skins.

My father made ours.

And here are the sticks!
(Anne laughing)

- You live in such harmony
with nature.

Thank you for letting me come.

- You welcome.

(in Mi'kmaq):

- My mother, small brother,
sister.

(in Mi'kmaq):

- She says your hair
looks like the earth.

I think it looks like... fire.

(laughter)

- I appreciate your...
elemental compliments.

I like my hair better now
because of them.

I love your hair ties.
I usually wear my hair
like yours.

- I love your colourful scarf.

- It's not perfect,
because I knit it myself.

- I made these ties also.

- Shall we trade?!
- Want to trade?!

(in Mi'kmaq):

- Our hunters have returned
from three days away.

My mother is in charge of food.

(in Mi'kmaq):

- The catch was small.

- There's not enough game.

- The train
brings too many hunters.

- Teach me more
of your language.

What's your word for "family"?

- Our words are...
not like yours.

Our language
is what we see and...

- Notice? Perceive? Observe?

- Observe.
I observe my father and brother.

See this?

I do it, too.

Many things the same.

So we say: Wula na nikamaq.

This is who I am connected to,
because we are so alike.

- So you're a family.

Wonderful.

- Does all of your family
have your hair of fire?

- I, um...

- There. So pretty!

- Do you, uh, have a mirror?

- Um...
(Anne giggling)

- Something to see yourself?

- Come.
(laughter)

- It's funny
how people are so quick
to point out differences

when there are so many ways
we're all alike.

- Alike.

(in Mi'kmaq):

- I have chores
before evening meal.

- Oh. So do I. I should go.

(cows lowing)

Hello.
- Anne.

- You're late.
- Sorry.

- Heavens,
what's all that in your hair?
You look like a heathen.

And where's your scarf?

- Some Mi'kmaq stopped by
the hockey game today and I...
made a trade.

- Indians?
Did they threaten you?

- They're lovely people.

- They're good weavers.
I'll give them that.

Hurry and bathe before supper.

(Matthew and Marilla
clearing throats)

(Marilla humming)

(Matthew humming)

I'll need flour
before the weekend.

- Mm-hmm. I'll send Jerry
to get it tomorrow.

- Mm-hmm-hmm.

Why are you grinning
like a Cheshire cat?

- No reason.

- You must contrive to get Billy
to walk you home
one more time,

and then I'll invite him
to call.

- I'm worried
Margaret has eyes for him.

The little wretch followed
his every move at the game.

- Snap him up, darling.
Get your hooks in now
so he can't escape.

- But he's not in school.
How can I?

- In my day,
we had a "Take Notice" board.

You take notice
of someone you like,

or take notice of a flirtation,
and then you post it
for everyone to see.

It's a good way
to announce a social pairing.

(Anne):
Gracious heavenly Father,

as you recall,
for some time now,

I've sent you repeated prayers
in the hopes

that you'd make me good-looking
when I grow up.

Well...
I'm turning 16 on Saturday,

and I now know that was
a childish flight of fancy

and not a proper prayer,
and I apologize.

It seems to me that my destiny
is to be the Bride of Adventure.

I expect you approve,
because you've sent me
on so many now

that I've quite developed
a taste for them.

Rest assured,
this isn't a capitulation.

Because I'm not...
an ideal beauty

with many suitors,
or even just one.

But because in my maturity,

I've come to the happy,
evolutionary opinion

that I am unusual...

...and I embrace it.

But I do wonder who I'm like.

If my parents
were unique like me,
in looks and in character,

despite the fact
that they found each other.

I wonder if it was a match
made in heaven.

I guess you would know.

Please send them my love.

That's the only thing I want.

Amen.

(chuckling)

(chuckling)

Hello, Walter and Bertha.

Hello.

Bring that straight here,
Sebastian,
unless you want your eggs raw.

- Ah,
shades of our seafaring life,
eh, Bash?

"Feed the lady, Trinidad!"
Remember that?

- Been hoping to forget.
How are you this morning,
my pretty, pretty, pretty girl?

How's every little thingy-wingy?

There she is.
There's Daddy's itty-bitty
pretty baby boo-boo-boo...

Hey. Oh, oh, oh, Daddy.

(baby gurgling)
(Bash speaking gibberish)
(burbling)

Brekky-wekky time for Gilby-goo.

Huh, baby?

(gibberish)
(baby gurgling)

- Have a good day, Delphine.

Bash, maybe you should try
speaking English to her.

Maybe someday
she'll actually learn some.

- Ooh-ooh.
Bah-bah-bye-bye-bye.
Who's my clever bye-bye girl?

(Dash burbling)
(baby laughing)

Eh, my pretty, pretty girl.

Oh, yes, you are.
I know. I see you, Delly.

- Hi.
- Hey.
- Hi.

- I'm rather glad your doctor
has advised you more exercise.

Thank you for this escort
to school, Rachel.

(panting)
Even though I love riding...

I should slow down
more often.

- Good idea. Let's...

- Slow down.

- Ah. I think the doctor
is trying to kill me.

(birds squawking)

- Hello, dear geese!

I love them so.

Did you know
they mate for life?

- I'm surprised you care.

You certainly have no love
of romance.

- I beg to differ.

I had a life of love and fun
with my exceptional husband.

Our bond was very strong.
(scoffing)

It's not that I'm not romantic,
Rachel.

It's just after a year
of grieving him, and solitude,

I've come through the other side
feeling at home in myself.

I don't need a husband.

Although I suppose
it's fair to say

I miss the nature
of the companionship we had.

- Oh, my word, I am restored!
- My heavens.

- I am just the person you...

(panting)

Can't breathe.

- If I may be so bold,
you may want to forgo
your corset next time.

- Full lungs.
- Loosen it!

Just a little. Please.

Hurry. Hurry.

Oh.
(panting)

If you miss companionship...

companionship you shall have.

I know
all the eligible young men,

and not so young,
from here to Carmody.

Oh, you are in luck!

Matchmaking is my specialty!

Oh!

Well, come along, Muriel.
There's much to discuss.

Courting! Oh, what fun.
(laughing)

(crow cawing)

- Oh, Diana, how will I ever
live without you?!

- Only 183 more days
until we're torn apart!

- Please don't go to Paris!
- Please don't go to Queens!

- You'll make new friends
at finishing school,
forget all about me.

- You'll be in college
with everyone but me
and I'll fade away.

(both): I swear
you are the only bosom friend
I will ever have.

A letter a day.

- Do you think the Cuthberts
have any special surprises

planned for your birthday
tomorrow?

- Even I can't imagine that.
Do Matthew and Marilla seem
like giddy tricksters to you?

(laughter)

- I can't believe Mother's
forcing the whole family
to go to Carmody tomorrow.

I so wanted to celebrate
your special day with you.

- Not to worry.
I'll have turned 16,
and that's what counts.

Ah, 16.

Anything could happen.

- Diana, Anne, come see!
(laughter)

Someone has resurrected
the Take Notice board
with a post about me.

- This is so exciting.
- Isn't that scandalous?

- The scandal will be when folks
find out it was you.

- You're a sly one, Jane,
since I'm sure it was you
who put this up.

Who else might've seen me
strolling home with Billy?

- Everyone will know now.

- Oh, dear. Then again,
I suppose it's a good thing,

since we should all
stake our claim
on our paramours.

The clock is ticking.

- At this age, we should all
be promised to someone.

- Wouldn't want
to wind up an old maid.
Can that run in a family?

- I'm so confused!
We're of age now,

but Gilbert hasn't made
any advances yet.

- Think of all the fresh,
eye-catching talent that will be
at Queens next year.

- But I'm only going to Queens
to be near Gilbert!

- Come on, Ruby.

I bet I can help. Hmm?

(whispering)

- Hello, Anne.
- Hi.

- Diana...
your dress is very... blue.

A good blue.
I-I mean, I... I like it.

- Moody, too close to the sun.

- Good morning.
- Morning.

- I'm not sure if you're aware,
but the old Take Notice board
is active again.

- Take Notice?
- Yes. Of someone.

As in you post on the board
when you want

to let someone know
that you've taken notice.

It's a way
to make a casual declaration.

A quiet attention.

- To... someone you like.
- Yes.

Not so pointed as to be alarming
and not so vague
as to not be understood.

- A post in advance
of a proper advance.

- Exactly. Because
all these little notices matter

when you want someone to know
you're thinking ahead.

- To... their future together?

- Yes.
- So...

...you're suggesting...

...I post?

- If you're interested in Ruby,
let her know before someone else
stakes their claim.

- Thank you...
for the suggestion, but I'm...

not exactly
a Take Notice kind of guy.

And when the right person
comes along - someday,

whenever that is -

I'll know.

(girls giggling)

(girl): I can't wait
for someone to want me.

(background chatter)
(laughter)

- Did you see his face?
- I'm sorry, he's not going to--

- Did you see his face
when you were talking about me?

His eyes
were so full of romance,

I almost died happy
right there and then.

(bell ringing)
- His eyes?

- I firmly believe
that his reluctance to post
is a sign

that he has true feelings for me
and is waiting

for a much more romantic way
to approach me than that.

(indistinct chatter)
(laughter)

- Good morning, everyone.

Perhaps we should begin
with algebra today.

Not very romantic, I know,
but...
maybe that's a good thing.

(Jerry): "I felt emotions
of gentleness and pleasure,

that had long appeared dead,
revive within me.

Half surprised by the novelty

of these...

...sen... sensa..."

(French): Sensations?

- Sensations.

- Oh. Merci.

"...sensations.

I allowed myself
to be borne away by them,
and..."

- You're becoming
quite the young gentleman.

- He's a fine reader, too.

Give my best to Mary and Bash.

- I always do.

I enjoy these little visits.
It's nice to be of use.

- Nice to cuddle that baby.

- Fiddlesticks.

- "I may die, but first you,
my tyrant and tormentor--"

- I beg your pardon?!

- No, no, Miss Cuthbert,
it's the monster. Frankenstein.

- And I can trace
my grandfather's family line
back to 1303,

when my ancestor, Lord Pembroke,
negotiated a famous peace treaty

with Scotland
on behalf of England.

His daughter, Lady Charlotte,
went on to wed
the Earl of Canterbury,

so I have
some very distant cousins
in Kensington Palace.

That's it.

- No wonder.
- Well done, Diana.

No notes.
- None from me either,

besides to say that your lineage
sounds like a fairytale.

There's so much scope
for the imagination,
and yet it's real.

What's wrong?

- My ancestry
is keeping me from Queens.

From you. Everything.

- Anne,
I've just proofed your article
on the Mi'kmaq Indians,

and it's excellent.

Now that our circulation
is growing outside the confines
of our school,

I'm sure
everyone will be riveted.

(Josie): Oh...

But Anne's so wordy.

- It's the price you pay
for your beautiful penmanship.

But take heart.
I have some good news.

I've got a line
on a printing press.

It's broken, but -
fingers crossed -
I'll be able to repair it.

Soon we'll be more
than a school paper.

We'll be publishing
for all of Avonlea.

Isn't that exciting?
(laughter)

Let's see who's next
on the Getting to Know You beat.

Anne Shirley-Cuthbert.

- I... am a mystery...

shrouded in an enigmatic riddle.

The end.

I'm an orphan.
I don't have any information
about my lineage.

Just skip to the next person.
- Of course.

Charlie Sloane.

Carry on, reporters.
Anne, please come with me.

I can imagine
that was hard for you just now.

I'm sorry about that.
- Oh, that's alright.

Although I confess
I've been wishing more and more
that I did know my history.

Or anything, really,
about my family.

- You're sure you're not upset?

- The very kind milkman
at the asylum once told me
that I was resilient.

And I expect he was right.

- I wonder if they know.
The orphanage.

They must have records
about you.

- I've been wondering that
myself.

- There. That should do it.

Delphine really took
to that bottle, didn't she?

- I know.
I still can't believe it.

And Mama's very grateful.
Yes, she is.

(giggling)
Ah...

- I'll take her.
- Thank you.

Now Daddy can help feed you too,
since he's been so jealous.

- Ah. There.
- She's mostly
just sleeping now.

Oh, yes, ma'am, that bathtub's
just calling my name.

You have such a way with her.

- She's a little miracle.
- You're the miracle,

coming here three times a week.
You're spoiling me
and I love you for it.

- I never knew what all the fuss
was about until now.

Although my Anne
is such a blessing in our lives.

It's her birthday Saturday.
Sixteen.

Can you quite believe it?

- I can.
It's all she talks about.

Lord in heaven, this is goooood!

(laughing)

Oh... Ooh.
- Alright.

Queens Study Group stays;
everyone else,
have a nice weekend.

- Bye, Diana.
(background chatter)

(Diana): It's unfair.

Not only am I isolated
from my friends,
I'm receiving less education.

I implore you
to please reconsider.

Finishing School
won't actually give me
a well-rounded education.

If I went to Queens,
at least I'd have a degree
at the end of it.

- But not necessarily a husband.
- And I'd be with my friends.

Doesn't current quality of life
supersede
future quality of life?

- You puzzle me.
- I will not entertain
this conversation one more time.

- I'll go to Paris.

- Your complaints
are despicable, ungrateful,
and I won't endure them.

- I said I'll go!

- She's simply too immature
to understand
the larger picture.

- Well, that is evident.
Do not vex me further.

If you persist, I shall cancel
tomorrow's special event.

(growling)

(humming)

(laughing)

- Did Marilla head home?
- She did indeed.
I'm still damp.

- Is this Gilbert's
study-group day?
- It is.

- Is the baby sleeping?

(laughter)

(Mary laughing)

(laughter)

(laughter)

- Oh.
- Oh, uh...

- Anne is at study group.

- Uh, what happened here?
Want me to clear this away
for you?

- Don't touch that!

Well, hand it over,
then off you go.

(laughter)
(Josie): Goodness,
there's another one!

(excited chatter and laughter)

My, my,
Tillie has been noticed twice.

- Who are you going
to walk home with first?

- Tillie!
(laughter)

- Ahem.

- Did you forget
what you wanted to say?

- Eyes, I... I... I...

was...

- See you.

- Argh!

Ah! Good morning,
dear Snow Queen!

It's finally happened! I'm 16!!

Once upon a time,
this was the happiest day
of my parents' life.

- Anne?!
(squealing)

(footsteps)
(cows lowing)

Set the table. Don't dally.

Oh, hurry up, please.

(giggling)

Matthew, the fire's gone out!
Come here at once!

♪ For she's a jolly
good fellow ♪

♪ For she's
a jolly good fellow ♪

♪ For she's a jolly
good fellow... ♪

♪ Which nobody can deny ♪

♪ And no one had better try ♪♪

Uh... now...

...you are too slippery
for bad luck to catch you.

(laughing)

- A fifty-cent piece?

- You spend it however you want.
- This cake...

Even in my wildest imagination,
and admittedly
it's exceedingly wild,

I could not have imagined
a more...

perfect cake than this.

- Blow the candle
before it's ruined.

(squealing and laughing)

- Oh, Matthew.

- I cannot imagine what it cost.

Huh. There's no controlling him
when it comes to you.

- I figure you'll collect
more and more charms

for all the Annes
that you will become...

as you grow.

But this hat here,

this represents
the "original Anne"...

...that I met
at the train station that day,

that blessed day
when fate brought us...

...together...

...and we became a family.

- I love it. Thank you.

Original Anne.

And I feel extra inspired now
to start the search
for my true origin story.

I want to learn about my family.

I want to know who made me,
who came before.

- Whatever for?

Didn't your parents die
when you were an infant?

- They did.

But I feel the need
to know them,

to learn about my lineage.

- It's unsafe.

You'd have to go
all the way to Nova Scotia.

- I can travel by train
with Gilbert.

He goes to Charlottetown
every Saturday
for his medical mentorship.

Remember Cole? He lives
with Aunt Jo in Charlottetown,

so he can escort me on the ferry
and to the orphanage.

It would only be a day.
Please let me go?

- Would it make you happy?

(Marilla): What... what...
This is troubling, I dare say.

I'll have to give it
a lot of thought.

Let's hear no more about it
for now.
Time to celebrate.

- Hmm.
(cows lowing)

(up-tempo music)

- Anne!!
(panting)

Anne!

- What's wrong?! What is it?!

- This doesn't concern you!

- What happened?!
Are you alright?!
- Leave me alone!

- Did something bad happen?
- Ah!

It's a prank!
For Anne's birthday!

Stop making a fuss
and play along!

(in French):

- Let's go!

- Help! Help! Diana needs Anne!

- Anne! Come quick!

- Her parents are dead!
(both): What?!

- Jerry!

That's not true!
Minnie May is sick again,

and you knew
just what to do last time.
You have to come.

- This has nothing to do
with Anne's birthday.
- Please, Anne.

- May I go?
- Indeed, you must.

Here.

(Anne): Thank you.
(panting)

- Go! Go! Go! Go!

- There they are!
- They're here! Hurry!

(all): Surprise!!!
(excited chatter)

- I hope you were worried sick
about me.

(laughter)
- Aw.

- Come on. Were you surprised?
- Happy birthday!

- We have so many treats!

- You did all this?
- It's all for you.

(excited laughter)

- Mm! And then...
and then Jerry yells:
"Her parents are dead!!"

(laughter)
(excited chatter)

- He almost ruined
the whole thing!

- Why are boys so maddening?!
- Why don't they know anything?

- What is the matter with boys?!
- I know!

- Some of us prefer men.
(murmurs of agreement)

- Some of you,
and by you I mean Tillie,

have a two-boy problem.

(all squealing)
- That's not a problem.

(exclamations and laughter)

- As a brave girl who seeks
with my eyes and heart open,

I'm letting you know
here and now

I plan only
to be the Bride of Adventure.

- I never know
what you're talking about.
(laughter)

- I'm a conscientious objector
of the status quo.

- See? It happened again!
(laughter)

- Birthday! Happy birthday,
happy birthday, happy birthday!

- Oh.
- (sighing)

- Ah! Princess Minnie May
has weakened!

More cake, good women,
before she doth perish!

- Let us attend
to our fair maiden!

- Oh, please take
my delectable offering!

(babel)

- No. No.
(babel)

No. No.

No. Yes.

(excited laughter)

- I'm still concerned
for her safety.

- Mm.
She's made the journey before.

- True enough.

- So... then, we're agreed.

- We are.

Anne?
Come to the parlour, please.

- Now,
we have given the matter--
- Considerable thought--

- And we have come
to a decision.

- We will support your search
to learn of your lineage.

- If you feel
a powerful need for it.

- But you must be chaperoned
and kept safe.

You must take responsibility
for this venture.

Write to Cole
and arrange his escort,

and ensure
you can travel with Gilbert.

- I will. I will!

Thank you, thank you, thank you!

I love you both so much!

Oh... You're both scrumptious.

This is the happiest birthday
I have ever, ever had!

- I'm less worried
about the journey
than about her heart.

What if she finds out something
that she doesn't want to know?

- What if...
there's a distant relative
to claim her after all?

What if...
What if she leaves us?

- We agreed
we want her to be happy.

That's the best we can do.

- Who is Anne with an E?