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Oh!

— Hi. — Diana!

Diana, do you know who Is in that room at this very moment?

Mrs Charlotte E Morgan, and the New York millionaire's wife,

and not a thing in the house. What am I gonna do?

What have you done to your nose?

Why, what's the matter with it?

It's...red.

— Oh, no! — What Is it?

Dye.

It's hopeless, everything's hopeless.

Go and tell them I'm dead or something.

They must think I'm either raving mad or a secret drinker.

Now, Anne, pull yourself together,

and before you do anything else, you go upstairs and change your dress.

Well, I can't, my white muslin is on the line.

Besides, they've come here expecting to be fed, and look, it's an insult!

Now, Anne, stop it and listen to me.

I'll go and get some food from our house.

We've got cold chicken, I'll bring that, and some cheese and some lettuce.

— You've got fresh bread here? — Uh—huh.

Uh-huh. And Marilla's fruit cake and you can open a Jar of plums.

Now, they are not gonna starve.

And you will stay here and help me?

Oh, of course I will

Excuse me.

L..I'll be with you in just a minute.

Please, make yourselves at home.

I... won't be long.

Forgive me. I would like to know the story behind this.

It's dye.

I thought it was freckle lotion.

— Oh! — It's disastrous.

Freckle lotion? In my day we used lemon juice.

Oh, I tried that but it didn't work.

I know, it never did.

Go on, run away and deal with It, then you'll feel a lot happier.

Yes. Yes, I feel better already.

Oh, there Is just one other problem.

We were so excited about you coming last Saturday,

that we went and killed all the fatted calves, so, would you mind terribly if we had cold?

Oh, no, I'd much prefer it. I eat very little anyway.

No, nobody'll mind, Anne.

Much better, then you can come and sit down and talk with us,

instead of having to keep your mind on the kitchen.

Yes!

Thanks.

I used to think I oughta find something original to do, to make me unique.

so people would say "Diana Barry... Oh, yes, now she's the one who..."

Oh, I don't know, plays the harp

or does water divining or keeps peacocks or somethin'.

It doesn't bother me any more, though.

Because of course, you were unique all the time.

Diana was convinced she'd be so terrified of you,

she wouldn't find a thing to say.

Yes, I was. Isn't that silly?

Diana, you haven't been showin' Mrs Morgan that?

My fault, Anne, I told her about your stories.

Oh, well, they're absolutely dreadful and I wrote them ages ago.

Oh, last spring it was, Anne.

They're far from dreadful. You've a very lively style.

Just a few too many adjectives, perhaps, but otherwise it's very good.

In school we were always told to use adjectives.

In moderation, like sugar in peas.

Diana, you didn't tell them?

— (Laugh — Oh! ?

Erm...anythin" else?

Only write about things you know.

The best bit in this is on page...three,

where you describe the woods of Nova Scotia.

= Oh, but... — Oh, I know It's supposed to be Versailles.

Never mind, it jumps from the page, it's so real

That's because you've seen it with your own eyes.

That castle in The Secret, was that somethin” you'd seen with your own eyes?

A mixture of two or three castles, mostly a small one I once visited in Bavaria.

That was a most extraordinary day.

— Why, what happened? — Oh, do tell us about it.

Oh, I remember this one.

Well, it all happened very many years ago.

I was 19, it was April

I was staying with a German professor of archaeology and his son, Eric,

and a student friend of his who claimed to have hypnotic powers.

The four of us, I remember, set out very early one morning.

The mist was lifting and the slopes of the foothills were covered with bluebells,

And far in the distance...

That's the visitors drivin® off now after dinin' off the Barrys" cold chicken.

— Hmph, that'll not please Marilla. — (Sighs)

Guests in her house and having to rely on the neighbours to feed them.

What're you sighing for?

— I wasn't sighing. = Yes, you were.

You think my pride is hurt because I wasn't asked to help out. Well, it isn't.

I never said it was.

If Miss Anne Shirley, with her lack of experience,

decides to do it all on her own, that's her lookout.

I can't go busting in there when I'm not invited, I'LL tell Marilla that.

What's wrong? You're not eating your egg.

= I'm not very hungry. — It's boiled the way you like It, isn't it?

— Don't tell me it's not soft enough. — No, it's fine, couldn't be better,

it's just that I ain't hungry.

You're not feeling unwell, are you?

No, just a bit tired, that's all

You're lettin' your spirits droop again.

Brace up, man, I've told you a hundred times —

the way you feel's got a lot to do with the way you think.

You sit in that chair like a jellyfish moping, you'll feel bad.

Get up and get goin', you're gonna feel good.

I know you're right.

Maybe one day I'll be able to do it, it's just that I...

Well, I declare, that Johnston woman, she's expectin' again!

Some women just never learn, do they?

Hey, they've eaten all the fruit cake!

Oh, Anne, I wish I'd been here.

Oh, don't worry, you weren't disgraced, far from it as a matter of fact.

— Did you have a good day? — My feet don't think so. Oh!

Can I have my candy now? I'm starvin'.

I was out fishin". The fresh air's given me an appetite like you said it would.

Mm—hm, in the bag.

I'll be upstairs, Anne.

We went into a big shop,

and there was a man with a moustache,

and Marilla bought some tussore for a blouse.

Marilla, can you come? It's Thomas.

— What's happened? — He's had a bad turn.

= I'll come now. — It's the worst yet.

— Can I do anythin"? — No, thank you, Anne, he'd be shy of you.

— He's known Marilla all his life. — All right, come on, Rachel

Thomas?

— Aye? — How do you feel now?

Right...right queer.

Are you In pain?

No, Just..queer.

It was bringin' those logs in.

I told you to leave them, I was gonna do it myself.

You never listen to a word I say!

Well, listen now, I'm goin' for the doctor.

Marilla'll stay with you. I won't be long.

It's a devil of a way to end.

You never know in this life, you never know.

(Chickens clucking)

(Sighs)

— Hello, Anne. = Hello, Davy.

You sure look swell in that dress.

Now, Davy, how many times have I told you not to use that word?

Why not? It's the only word I know that says what I mean.

Well, you'll have to try and think of another one.

Anne, I'm kinda hungry.

You'll be having your supper soon.

Couldn't I have something now, to keep me goin'?

A piece of bread and butter, then, and nothin" more.

Couldn't I have a slice of plum cake?

No, you couldn't, and no amount of compliments is gonna get you one either.

Davy, Davy, you let the hens out again.

— No, I didn't. — Trampin' all over my pansy bed.

— Oh, no! = I didn't let "em out.

They must've got free themselves.

— (Sighs) — Are they back in now?

I managed to coax ‘em in, but nearly knocked myself out doin' it. Ohh!

Well, I'lL be off, Marilla.

— Where you goin? — Echo Lodge.

Oh, well, don't believe all Lavendar has to tell you.

She's been absent so long from the land of the Livin',

she's forgotten what life is all about.

Suppose I better start gettin' your dinner ready.

= Marilla? - Mm?

Why didn't you ever get married?

Eh?

Why didn't you ever get married?

I suppose because nobody ever asked me.

I'm surprised they didn't.

I'd have married you If I was grown—up and you wasn't as old as you are now.

On the whole, I reckon that's a compliment, Davy, and I thank you for it.

Milty Boulder's pa would've married you too. He said so.

Fred Boulder said that?

Well, he didn't say it, but that's what he meant.

What did he say exactly?

Well, it was when him and Milty came to get that creaky old bed you was sellin'.

Milty's pa said men need their head seeing to for leaving you on the shelf,

instead of leading you to the altar.

Did he by any chance mention the nature of this mass insanity among menfolk

that has resulted in me being left on the shelf?

Cos you make such a good plum cake.

Best in the whole of Canada.

He was eatin' the slice you gave to him when he said it to Milty.

It's true, Marilla.

You sure make a great plum cake.

You'll get a piece of the one I made this morning at the proper time.

No time like the present, Anne always says.

At supper time and not before,

if you behave yourself and do as you're told.

Start by washin' your hands and face, they're filthy.

Oh!

Hm.

I knew you'd come today, my owl told me.

He's a wise old bird, he lives in that copse outside my window

and goes "queak” three times when something nice is going to happen.

Oh, this is Charlotte's weekend to go home and see her mother.

Every third. I must fetch that Lotion.

She goes on like that all the time. Trees and all

What do you mean, trees and all?

She talks to "em.

Oh, well, that's just an imaginative way of talking, like poetry.

We take no notice cos we know her.

My sister was here before me.

If it hadn't been for us, she'd have been real sunk.

Calls us all by the same name, she don't remember.

— She's ever so nice, though. = I know.

Now, tell your mother this is my own recipe and it never fails.

Tell her she must rub it into her chest every night and cover it with flannel,

but it must be pure flannel, say.

Now, have you got the cakes and that old woolly bodice?

No, not with the food, silly, it's camphorated!

— There, off you go. — Thank you, ma'am.

Goodbye, ma'am.

Goodbye, miss.

Goodbye, Charlotte.

Dear Charlotte, a very earthbound young soul,

but she means well.

Now, let me look at you.

Oh, Anne, how pretty you look.

And what bliss to be so young.

Now, I'm gonna give you a glass of my elderberry wine,

because I want to ask you something.

Yes?

That boy, Paul Irving, you mentioned the last time you were here.

Do you happen to know who his father is?

Er, I mean, who his parents are?

Thank you.

His father is Stephen Irving. His mother died last year.

Oh, I see.

I'd like to meet that boy.

Why not? I'lL bring him over.

Someone's told you?

I did hear you were once engaged to his father.

Marilla Cuthbert?

You know, in 20 years, in a beautiful place like this,

it's so easy to wash everything out of one's mind,

everything except the happy times.

One overlooks the fact that other people like to remember the less happy ones.

Oh, Marilla said nothin" about you that wasn't complimentary.

Oh, I'm sure she didn't.

Have a chocolate.

Miss Lewis, why did he go away?

Oh, it was just foolishness.

He had a rival or two and I teased him and we quarrelled.

And when he came to make It up, I wouldn't listen. I wasn't ready.

I told myself, next time he comes, I'll be extra nice and make it up.

And he never came.

Oh, don't look so tragic, my dear.

It broke my heart at the time, but one can live on quite happily.

And I have my piano and my embroidery

and I give myself little treats now and then,

and I do love my dear little house.

Won't you have another piece of chocolate cake before you go?

No, thank you, Miss Lewis,

I'm afraid my grandmother would think it very unwholesome

for me to have eaten even four slices.

She has a great respect for nourishing foods like porridge and boiled mutton,

but your cake was so delicious, I couldn't stop myself.

Thank you.

(Snorts)

Your maid seems to have some trouble with her breathing.

I hope she'll soon be better.

Thank you very much for having me, Miss Lewis.

It was lovely. It gave me so much pleasure.

Come again soon.

I should like that.

My grandmother may not let me come soon

because the winter's closing in and she always thinks I'm gonna catch cold,

but I'll certainly come again in the spring.

— Goodbye. — Goodbye, and thank you, my dear.

Thank you.

(Sighs) So, what do we do with the minute book?

Bury it. Full military honours.

Erect a stone over it.

In loving memory of AVIS.

— Sorry, I'm late. = You're just in time for the funeral

Avonlea Village Improvement Society, rest in peace.

Cruelly slain by public apathy,

and the increasing indifference on the part of some members.

I don't think that's entirely true.

Oh, you didn't see Jane struggling through the snow, or Ruby?

I didn't see Jane, and Ruby, I believe, has a bad cold.

Well, what do we do — join hands and sing a rousing chorus of Auld Lang Syne?

Look, maybe if we all met again next spring...

No, Diana, what's done is done. We did a good job while we lasted.

Yes, we did. We cleared up all the main eyesores.

Of course we have. Besides, can't work folk up to a white heat of indignation

over the stink from Uncle Abe's pigsties.

Here, Anne, the minute book, you keep It.

You can fill the empty pages with stories of star—crossed lovers.

Oh, there's one dollar twenty left in the kitty,

but I'm not running all the members to earth for the sake of ten cents each.

— We can stick it in the poor box. = You're very bouncy today, Fred.

Sarsaparilla and molasses does that, Miss Anne. Ain't nothin' like it for a growin' boy.

Oh, no!

Well, Gilbert, we'll leave you in peace with your memories and broken dreams.

— Diana? — Oh! Bye, everybody.

Fellow ex—members.

Bye, Anne. It was hardly worth your while coming, was it?

— But I'lL see you again soon. — Yes.

— Bye. — Bye.

Oh, Charlie, you go past the church.

As a token of our respect and esteem,

you can drop the one dollar twenty in the poor box.

— Bye. — Goodbye.

Well, er, goodbye, Anne.

(Both) Bye, Charlie.

Well, Fred and Diana are getting very close, aren't they?

Yes, I've noticed.

Well, I'lL get along.

— I'll see you home. — Oh, no, I haven't got far to go.

= No. = No, Gilbert. Thank you all the same.

Look, now the committee's broken up,

what about next Wednesday, how about going skating?

I've got an awful lot of work to catch up on.

Oh, I see. Well, perhaps some other time.

Yes. Yes, goodbye, Gilbert.

Goodbye.

— (Knock on door) = Hello.

— May I come in? — Oh, yes, Jane. Shut the door.

I'm sorry I didn't get to the meetin', Anne.

You don't look unduly disappointed, I must say.

— What's happened? You found a gold mine? — I'm goin' to college after all!

Isn't it wonderful?

— Oh, lucky you. — Oh, I'm so excited, Anne.

Oh, good evening, Jane.

Hello, Miss Cuthbert.

I just popped in to tell Anne I'm goin' to college.

Well, that is good news.

Anne, Davy's had another nightmare, I can't seem to quieten him down.

Oh, it's all right, Marilla, I'L go. I won't be long, Jane.

— Sit down, Jane. — Thank you.

My father has finally changed his mind about girls goin” to college,

so I am able to go to Redmond after all Isn't it excitin'?

That's good, Jane, I'm happy for you.

Where's Rachel?

Lockin® the henhouse, seein' to the horse.

Doin" all the jobs I should be doin".

You'll be takin' them up again as soon as you're better.

It's been four months.

You'll pick up now that spring's comin'.

She's a wonderful woman, Marilla.

Does everything. Looks after me, good mother, good woman.

Marilla! Thank heavens you've come, I've been starved of news for a week.

I'll make you custard tomorrow.

Come, Marllla, pull your chair up to the fire and tell me what's been happenin'.

Well, now, let's see, Davy fell out of a tree last week, nearly broke his arm.

That's not news. It'd be news if he hadn't been up to some mischief.

There's talk of Stephen Irving comin' back to Avonlea.

To stay or for a visit?

Nobody knows.

Oh, and the Gillis boy, Ruby's eldest brother,

well, he's found a job in Toronto, he's gonna settle there.

That means Billy'll get the farm?

= So I'm told. — Turned out lucky for Billy.

Oh, by the way, that willow—ware platter Davy smashed that belonged to Miss Barry,

d'you ever find another to give back?

No. We offered to pay Miss Barry, but she said she'd rather have another dish.

Came to me last week where I'd seen one.

Mrs Blewitt has one upstairs.

— Upstairs? — Mm—hm, Mrs Willy Blewitt.

Upstairs on the landing, under the window, on a leather trunk.

She keeps it under a plant pot. I'm sure she'd sell it.

I must tell Anne to go ask her.

How is Anne? Has she found a young man yet?

I don't think she's interested.

Time she was.

She could have Gilbert Blythe if she'd lift a little finger.

She may think she's got all the time in the world, at her age,

but there's plenty take up that attitude end up on the shelf.

(Laughs)

Nothing personal, of course, Marilla.

You don't have to tread careful with me, Rachel.

I prefer stayin' my own boss.

Sure, I must've missed some of the good things in life,

but I guess I've missed a wagonload of troubles too.

As for Anne, she doesn't need to go findin' young men,

they'll find her soon enough —

when the time comes.

Yup, I'm a man of property now, the minister says.

He looks to me to become one of the pillars of the community.

That's what he says and he knows what he's talkin' about.

Well, it certainly is a fine big farm you've Inherited, Billy.

I'm gonna make it even bigger.

I'lL be needin' more hands. Folks to help me run it.

Well, I hope you find "em.

I'm lookin'.

How's the teaching goin'? The little devils still making your life a misery?

Oh, no, I'm enjoyin" it much better now.

You ain't goin' to college with the others?

You won't wanna teach for the rest of your life.

Well, I mean, there's not much of a future in it, is there?

It's very kind of you to worry about my future, Ruby,

but I'm very happy, really I am.

— You're pretty good with kids, ain't you? = Well...

I seen you wi' the two runts Miss Cuthbert picked up.

She didn't exactly pick them up.

Well, whatever she did, you handle them good. I been watchin' you.

(Horse snorts)

The horse is restless, better go see to her.

Oh, yes, of course. She's not used to the trap yet.

Show her the whip. That'll calm her.

Yes.

Yes, well, if you'll excuse me, I'll just see to the potatoes.

Ruby tells me you cook good.

Oh, no, far from it. Quite the opposite as a matter of fact.

When you first come here, I used to spy on you.

— Spy on me? — When you weren't lookin".

I used to hide behind your hut.

You used to lean out of the window and talk to the tree there.

You were real loony. (Laughs) Real loony!

I still am.

I'm not normal at all

You'll do for me.

Do?

Do for you?

I'm willin' to forget you're an orphan.

Well, that's very kind of you, Billy, I'm sure.

Come on, Anne, give us a kiss.

Come on, you know you want it as much as I do.

= I do not! — Aargh!

She stuck a fork in me. It's bleedin"!

— It's hardly even scratched. = It is too!

— I wouldn't be surprised if it's poison. — Because I'm an orphan, I suppose?!

= You didn't tell me she was a wildcat. — Where are you going?

Home, and if you're coming, you'd better hurry.

Oh, why'd you go and spoil everything, Anne?

He's fond of you. He wants to marry you.

Well, I don't wanna marry him!

Now, Ruby, you didn't egg him on to come here, did you?

Of course I didn't. He's got a mind of his own.

Oh, he's crazy about you, Anne, real crazy.

He's crazy all right.

Plenty of girls do find him attractive, even before he got the farm —

Nettie Spurgeon, for one.

Why she'd marry Billy tomorrow if he asked her.

Well, then, Ruby, I think she'd better do that, because I'm certainly not going to!

(Billy) Are you coming, Ruby?

I don't understand you, Anne.

You just don't know a good thing when you see it.

(Knock on door)

Mrs Blewitt?

Anybody home?

Hmm.

Well, I'm not comin" all this way for nothin".

(Grunts)

Oh, no!

(Sighs)

Under the window, on a trunk.

Ahh! Ahh! Ahh!

Ahh!

Past three. Where on earth can she be, I wonder?

Maybe Mrs Blewitt asked her to stay to dinner.

She must've been there well before dinner time.

It doesn't take six hours to buy a willow—ware platter.

Well, where is she, then?

When Anne is late or missin',

it usually means that she's got herself into some kind of a scrape.

Hey, Anne!

Charlie!

Will you please help me?

All right, Anne, I'm comin".

Hey, Anne, what are you doing up there?

Charlie, please don't ask stupid questions. Just help me off, will you?

Well, don't be afraid, I'll come inside and lower you down.

No, the splinters won't let my shoulders go through.

I've landed on a box or something.

Well, don't worry, I'm here.

I'm not worrying, Charlie,

but if you just lift me up from the inside, I can lever myself out.

Certainly, Anne.

Now, just push against me.

— Push. Mind the splinters. All right? — (Grunts)

— Right? — Ohh!

Thank you, Charlie.

Now, are you sure you're all right, Anne?

Yes, perfectly, Charlie, thank you.

There's a ladder down there.

Oh.

Right.

— Oh. — Good job I happened to be passin'.

Now, you sure you're not feeling faint or anything?

Just lean against me and...

I'm perfectly all right, Charlie. Thank you.

— Oh! — See, you are hurt. You're limping.

I must've grazed my foot when it went through the roof.

But that's awful, Anne.

I better look at it. You might've fractured your ankle.

Stop fussin', Charlie, there's nothing wrong with my ankle

or any other part of me. Oh, give me that!

What's this then? A note. Gonna wrap it up in a stone or something, were you?

What's all this writing?

It's a story.

Charlie, I've been up there for hours.

I had nothin' else to do. I had to find somethin" to occupy my mind.

Shh, now, try to calm yourself, Anne.

You know this has upset you more than you quite appreciate.

Now, you Just let me get your hat.

There we are, Anne.

Now, you just let me lead you to the cart.

Mrs Blewitt!

Oh, hello.

What are you doing here?

Oh, well, I can explain that.

Ain't you Marilla Cuthbert's adopted?

Yes, I am.

She didn't want you to come to me.

That's the only reason she kept you.

Well, I wouldn't know about that, Mrs Blewitt. It happened a long time ago.

Here...what's happened to my roof?

I'm afraid I'm responsible for that.

Trying to break in, were you?

I suppose you're his accomplice.

= Huh? — Oh, no!

Well, tell her, Anne!

Mrs Blewitt, we're not together,

and we're not tryin' to break in.

The fact is, I believe that you have in your possession a willow pattern plate.

That's right.

Well, I'd be interested in buying it if you...

Buying it?

I'm not sure you'll be able to buy anything after you've paid for the repairs to that roof.

Well, I certainly will pay for it.

No, I don't think it would be fair for you to pay, now I think of it.

Oh, well!

I'lL send the bill to Miss Cuthbert.

— She's back. — She's here, Marilla!

Careful, Davy, or you'll break this one too.

Where on earth have you been all this time?

I'll tell you later, Marilla. It's a long story and I am starving.

Marilla's had a telegram.

There's nothin' wrong, Is there?

It's, erm, from British Columbia.

From their uncle. Do you want me to read it?

No, Davy read It.

Is he sendin' for them?

He's never sending for us now.

He's dead.

Come on, Dora.

— What will they do with us now, Davy? — Shh.

— Will we have to go into a home? — Shh!

I only met him the once, at Mary's weddin".

He gave her away.

He seemed very solid and decent and he did keep in touch.

It's... It's very sad, of course, but now...

We can keep Davy and Dora for always.

Oh, I'm so glad.

So glad!

— (Laughs) = Yippee!

— Wait for me! = Yippee!

(Both whoop)

Diana, I've nearly finished.

And this time, you must stay a little longer.

I hardly get to see you at all these days.

— Well, the fact is, Anne... — I haven't even told you about Davy.

He has been behavin' so much better since he knew he was gonna stay.

I reckon that was the trouble all along.

Yes, well, anyway, what I really came to tell you about, Anne, is that...

(Man) Good morning.

Oh! Good mornin".

Can I introduce myself, since my son seems to have vanished rather suddenly?

I'm Stephen Irving. Paul's father.

Oh, well, I'm very pleased to meet you. He's talked so much about you.

He'll be glad you've come.

Oh, excuse me, this is Diana. Miss Barry.

— Good morning. — Moming.

Won't you come in?

Oh, thank you.

I can see you're busy. I won't keep you long.

You know, Paul is showing me around Avonlea as If I'd never seen it before.

Yes, he's quite settled in now.

I called in to thank you for what you've done for Paul.

My mother's one of the best of women, down—to—earth and full of common sense,

but she doesn't understand a temperament as unusual as Paul's.

Seems to me your influence was Just what he wanted.

Well, thank you, Mr Irving.

(Davy) And that's the barn. In the little hutch over there, Rudy's in there.

Davy's been showing me round.

Yeah, cos this is my house, see, mine and Dora's.

— Yes, I know. — Not just staying here. I mean, for keeps.

— Oh, yes? = Yeah.

— Wanna try? = Yes, please!

Come on.

Paul has also spoken of going with you to visit an old friend of mine,

a Miss Lewis, Lavendar Lewis.

Do you know her well?

Yes, indeed.

I was thinking of calling on her, to thank her for what she's done for him.

However, it's a long time since I had my...my contact with her,

and I...I'd like to be sure, if possible, that my visit would not be unwelcome.

Oh, I'm sure it wouldn't be, Mr Irving.

I was thinking that if you could in some way put it to her,

and let me know her reaction, why, I'd be very grateful.

Well, it'll be a pleasure. Truly, it will

Father, come and see what I can do.

Thank you so much. I'lL bid you good morning, then.

I, erm...

I hope we meet again sometime.

— Goodbye. — Goodbye.

He wants to see her!

— That's wonderful! — Ohh!

Oh, let's go up to my bedroom.

Oh, isn't he romantic?

— He's just like one of your heroes. — (Laughs)

Have you written any more love stories lately?

Oh, no, I've gone off writing about love.

But, Anne, you were the one that was always talking about it!

Your first proposal, and what you'd say when your man gave you the flowers.

Oh, that'll be all right, the first actual proposal, I mean,

but, well, in the last few weeks,

oh, I don't know If it's the spring that's got into them or what,

— but it just, it seems... — Anne...you're burbling.

Well, three or four times lately, I've had an assortment of men gazing at me,

for all the world like Davy gazes at a piece of lemon meringue pie.

Well, it's either that or trying to hold your hand and kiss you.

I mean, perfectly sane people like Billy Gillis

and Charlie Sloane and Donald Weston and, well, you feel so idiotic, don't you?

Not if he's the right one.

Oh, yes, but Diana, how are we ever gonna meet the right one

in a little village like Avonlea?

Anne, I'm tryin' to tell you!

I have found him. My right one, I mean.

Diana, you don't mean it?!

Well, where does he come from? What does he look like?

— Who is he? — (Laughs) It's...

Oh!

= It's Fred. — Fred?

Mm. Fred Wright.

Diana, you can't be serious?

You're the one that can't be serious.

I came to tell you first

because we always promised we would tell each other everything.

I'm sure if you told me that you were in love, I wouldn't sneer at you.

You're in love...with Fred?

I'm not only in love with him, I'm engaged to him.

Well, that's absolutely amazing.

I mean, it's marvellous too! It's...

Well, it's just that you always said, you know,

that he had to be tall and slim and romantic, and Fred is...

He's got red hair.

(Laughs) Yes, I know he has, bless him, and he's not romantic either.

Oh, but, Anne, he's so sweet and so gentle and he makes me laugh so much.

He makes me feel... Ohh!

I dunno! For the first time in my life, I...

Oh, it's no good, I can't explain, I can't make you see why.

I can see that anybody who thinks Fred is less than a prince of perfection,

is gonna be your enemy for life.

I'm so glad, Diana.

So glad!

Anne, don't you feel about anyone like I feel about Fred, mm?

What about Gilbert?

Oh, Gilbert's all right.

We can respect each other's views and so on,

but, well, deep down, we have very little in common.

No, If it can't be the way we always said it would be,

you know, twin souls...

well, I'm afraid nothing less would satisfy me.

It's not less, Anne, it's more. You don't understand.

Oh, it's such a pity.

You've changed, Diana, but I haven't.

To me, love between a man and a woman

is a quite different thing than it is to most other people.

Come down to earth, Anne.

You can't always live in that castle in the air.

If that is what fate has decreed for me,

I will

(Door closing)

Thought I'd come earlier tonight to give you a good long sleep.

You've been lookin" real washed out.

You let the fire go out.

It doesn't matter now.

Wouldn't do him any good any more.

Don't talk like that, Rachel

You did all for him that anybody could.

I gave him a hard time when we were young.

He never had no go in him.

I always wanted him to be up, pushing in front of everybody,

in front of other folk, gettin' on in the world.

He did all right.

The longer we lived, the more I thanked the good Lord for what he was.

Wondered how he'd put up with me the way I used to be.

He was a good man, Rachel, that's for sure.

I don't know what I'm gonna do without him, Marilla.

I just don't know what I'L do.

What are they doin' now?

She's gonna show him the rest of the garden.

Remember the first time he came?

Oh, yes, and she was so frightened she wouldn't find anything to say to him.

I expect that's why she asked you to bring him along,

cos you can always talk like billyo, can't you, miss?

Yes, I'm famous for that. I'LL probably be on my tombstone.

"Here lies Anne Shirley, who could always talk Like billyo."

And she needn't have bothered after all,

because he's come five times since,

and they both talk the hind legs off a donkey all the time he's here. (Laughs)

She had a lovely voice.

It was unique.

Only I felt, and I think Paul did too,

that because of it, she always kept part of herself back from us,

for her music, her public.

Yes...I know what you mean.

Often she was frankly very difficult.

Well, in the old days I was a bit intolerant myself,

as you no doubt remember.

You'd be astonished how much I've learned about forbearance.

Stephen, I'm glad you've learned forbearance,

but I don't want you to start practising it on me.

I want you to tell me the things about me that you don't like.

— Oh. — There must've been things.

Oh, there was one thing.

You were just a girl then.

It was a line of talk you indulged in...

about flowers having souls and stars singing hymns.

That really used to shrivel me up.

Oh, I'm sorry, I've hurt your feelings. I shouldn't have said that.

No, no, I asked you to, but...well..

Yeah?

If poetry shrivels you up, Stephen, then...

Yes?

Then I shall keep it out of earshot of you, that's all.

I shall talk very soberly about the price of cheese.

(Both laugh)

But I warn you, the moment your back is turned,

I shall slip away to the book cupboard and have a little swig of Shelley or Swinburne,

and nobody's ever gonna cure me of that.

(Both laugh)

Oh, Fred!

Oh, Diana!

Darn!

Oh, darn it!

Anne's gone all mopy again.

Mrs Lynn said she needs a good talking—to

for not doing what she should do.

What should she do?

I asked Mrs Lynn, but she wouldn't tell me.

Milty Boulder's sister's gone all mopy too.

Milty's pa says [t's the spring that does it.

— What spring? — Milty's pa wouldn't tell him.

Told him not to be nosy.

Said he'd find out for himself soon enough.

Hello, Anne.

Gilbert, you are silly.

— How? — Wakin' up a person like that.

— It could be dangerous. = I'm sorry,

I didn't realise you were asleep. Dreamin', were you?

It so happens I was.

About that knight in shining armour that's gonna ride up one day with his lance

and slay the dragon that threatens you, then carry you off to his castle of love?

Gilbert, what are you doing here?

I wanna talk to you.

— About what? — My future.

I've made certain decisions. I thought you might be interested.

Well, of course I am, you know that.

Well, you know I've always had a hankerin' to study medicine, become a doctor?

— Yes. — Well, I think I will

Oh, Gilbert, that's wonderful.

I mean a family doctor.

I've no doubt being a surgeon or a specialist has its merits,

but the role of a family doctor appeals to me more.

You get to know your patients as people. You help bring them into the world,

guard them against the ills of childhood,

watch them grow up, get married...

bring their children into the world.

— Sometimes you gotta help them leave It. — Yes, that's true.

You're really more than a doctor, especially in a small community like Avonlea.

You're a kind of father figure.

People come to rely on you for advice and guidance.

In fact, you could say, the family doctor is the modern knight in shining armour,

sallying forth with his skills to destroy the dragons of disease and ignorance.

Oh, yes!

And like the knights of old, of course, he needs to have his lady love,

to help him keep his castle clean,

encourage him in his fight against sickness and darkness.

Oh, yes, I do agree.

Will you be my lady, Anne?

What?

Will you be my lady?

I'm asking you to marry me.

I love you, Anne, more than I can ever say.

Oh, Gilbert, now you've gone and spoiled everything.

How?

I can never love you, Gilbert, I've made that perfectly clear.

You'll forgive me for forgetting, won't you? I'LL never happen again.

Goodbye, Anne.

We're still friends, though?

Oh, sure.

No, ma'am. Thank you, ma'am.

Please, Miss Lewis don't receive visitors... Wait!

Oh, Lord!

They're on loan for the weddin'.

These two are from Anne, and there are eight more outside from Diana Barry.

Oh, you must be her...

I mean, are you Miss... Ma'am.

Anne had school reports to make out so I thought I'd drive over.

WiIlL you ask someone to bring the other ones In? They're heavy.

Yeah, but I'm the only...

Well, I oughta be...

Well...

What's she gonna...

Well, all right. Only...

Oh, just look at the...

I don't know when I'm gonna...

Oh, dear!

Come here.

Yes, ma'am.

Why are you in this state?

Oh, well, it's so early, I thought it don't matter while I'm doin" the rough...

No, no, no, no, I mean why are you rushing around like a teetotum?

Because, ma'am, I don't know how it's all gonna get done.

There's only today and tomorrow before the weddin',

and everything's gotta be spotless.

Mr Stephen's mother's coming. She's ever so elegant,

and there's the cake to be frosted yet, and all the food to see to.

The fowls are still runnin' round out there crowin'!

And I must clean the windows, and there's all the silver to do,

and she wants fresh curtains up and cushion covers.

How many of you are doin' all of this?

Well, there's only me here.

There's the bride, isn't there?

Ah, Miss Lewis, no, you can't trust her to do a thing.

Every since her beau came back, she don't rightly know where she Is.

Did you know I'm going up to Boston with them after the honeymoon?

So I can still look after her, and Mr Stephen, and Master Paul

Well, that's a bit of Luck for her.

What's your name?

= Cha... = Your real name?

Leonora. Only Miss Lewis...

Oh, I know, I've heard all about that.

Well, Leonora, you can tell Miss Lavendar that I want a word with her.

Oh, ma'am, I can't. She never comes down till she's had her egg and toast,

and the place Is all spick and span.

I suppose she thinks the fairies wave a wand over It in the night.

Well, I'lL sit here and wait for her, then.

Somebody's gotta talk to her.

It won't work, you know, ma'am.

A lady like Miss Lavendar, she sees things the way she wants to see them,

and nobody can alter that.

Leonora, you don't know me.

But, Miss Marilla, ma'am, you don't know her.

Why, Marilla Cuthbert!

After all these years, and you haven't changed a bit.

Rubbish, Lavendar. We've both changed.

If we hadn't in 15 years, there'd be something wrong with us.

And bringing me flowers — what a sweet thought.

Oh, my dear, so many little gifts, so many kind letters,

Just when I thought the world had forgotten me.

But I never really lost faith.

To keep happiness alive in one tiny corner of one's heart, that's the most...

Lavendar, I want to talk to you.

Of course, dear.

Oh, aren't those roses beautiful? Just the colour of dawn.

Well, you've got a good memory at any rate.

I'd say it was a good ten years since you last saw the dawn.

It's, erm, about Leonora.

— Sugar? = No, thank you.

Who's Leonora, dear — a friend of yours?

— That child out there! — Oh, Charlotte the Fourth.

Charlotte, fiddlesticks!

I've known women who had cats and called them after each other, but not people.

She's got big dark circles under her eyes.

Do you know what time she got up this moming?

= No, I can't say. — Or went to bed last night?

Oh, well, let me see, last night she stayed up to bake the cake.

= Uh=huh. = You would've laughed to see her.

She looked so sweet and solemn with her sleeves rolled up,

and all the pans and bowls about her.

No, I would not have laughed. She's carrying you and this house,

and the work and worry of the weddin' single—handed.

Yes, that's quite true.

You know, I do worry so much about her, but she's devoted to me.

She's so determined to do everything right.

I've offered to help, she'll tell you so herself,

but she says I'd only be in the way, so what can I do?

You could put your hand in your pocket and hire someone to help her.

— It's only for a couple of days. — But she's positively the last of them.

There are no more young girls in the area, truly.

It wouldn't break you to pay the rate of a goin' woman.

Goodness gracious knows there's enough work.

If it were me, I couldn't stand by and see a half—grown child drive herself

while it was in my power to prevent it.

I'm sure you couldn't. That's what I always said —

Marilla was so warm—hearted, she was never one to put her own interests first, I said.

(Tinkling)

Charlotte, such good news Marilla has brought us.

You remember how Anne said what fun it would be

if she spent the next two days and nights here,

and then she could spend every minute of the time

helping you with chores for the wedding?

But she said she didn't wanna leave this lady alone with the children.

That's right.

And now Marilla has come all this way to tell us

that she'd be the last person in the world,

to stand by and see you cope with it all by yourself.

Is this true, ma'am?

Oh, thank you, thank you, ma'am.

Anne always told us you were a lovely person.

I always say that inside everyone in this world there's a lovely person.

If only we had the hope and faith to show us how to find it.

— Oh, hello, Davy. Is Anne in? = No.

— Will she be back soon, do you know? — No, and she said if anybody was to come,

to tell 'em that she wouldn't be back for ages —

maybe not till tomorrow or the day after.

Oh, she said that, did she?

Oh, well, give her this. It's a book I borrowed from her.

Thank her for me and tell her I understood the message,

and I won't bother her again.

— Who was it? — Gilbert.

— Why didn't he come in? — Don't know.

well, I'll be off.

Thank you for your kindness, Marilla.

I'm sure it'll work out fine.

And no more arguing, it's all been arranged.

Goodbye. I'll come tomorrow, then.

If you don't, I'll be down to fetch you.

Oh, Matthew, I hope you approve of what I've done.

— Marilla! = Well!

The happily married couple get off all right?

Oh, yes, they went with Paul and Leonora.

It was a beautiful weddin' and they all send you their regards.

It's from Gilbert. He returned it.

I guess he's cleanin' out things in readiness for college.

Yes.

Somethin' botherin' you, Anne?

What?

Oh, it's...Iit's only a little thing.

Davy just told me what he said to Gilbert.

It's not really important, I just wish he'd put it another way, that's all

Just with Gilbert going to college...

Anne, how would you like to go to college?

Well, I can't, you know I can't.

Now, listen, somethin' happened while you were away.

Two things, in fact.

I got a letter from a solicitor about the children's uncle.

He's left them $2,000 in trust,

and I'm to use the interest to keep them until they're of age.

Well, that's wonderful!

So, you see, we could manage without your wages.

— Oh, yes, Marilla... — Now, wait.

While you were at Echo Lodge, Rachel stayed here for those two nights.

Rachel?

She's gonna have to sell the farm, Anne.

They mortgaged it to give their youngest boy a start,

and Thomas's illness cost a lot.

Oh, poor Rachel

Where will she go — to her daughter?

Well, she'd like best of all to come here.

You see, Anne, if she was here with me, we could manage all right.

Now, you won that scholarship fair and square,

and this way you'd be able to take it up.

Well?

Well, what do you think?

Oh, Marilla!

— Marilla! — Oh!