Anne Shirley (2025) s01e11 Episode Script

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Three months have gone by since
we said farewell to Matthew.
Mr. Barry is tending to the fields.
Thanks to everybody's help,
Marilla and I are living here in
Green Gables, the same as ever.
And tomorrow, I start teaching
at the Avonlea school!
There you are!
I'm glad to see Marilla looking well.
Her headaches have relented recently.
She must feel easier in her mind.
We owe it to you, Gilbert.
That apple tart tasted heavenly!
You must teach me the recipe
sometime, Marilla.
Of course. Come visit any time you like.
I'll take you all as far as the road.
When did they all get so tall?
They've become good friends these
past three months, haven't they?
They seem so well-matched.
I wonder what they're saying.
How I'd like to improve the old
Avonlea hall and that empty house.
I want to make Avonlea the
best village it can be.
I think it's high time we took action.
How very romantic.
We'll see each other next Friday.
Gilbert's in White Sands,
and Jane is in Newbridge.
It must be hard teaching in a strange town.
Oh, but they both have
an advantage over me.
How so?
Imagine my struggles teaching in
a place that knows my history.
That does sound worse!
Well, it is work.
Surely you ought to suffer
something for your salary?
That's our Jane.
But I don't want to be a cross
teacher if I can help it.
I hope to foster my pupils' talents
and be an influence for good.
How like our Anne!
What do you think, Gilbert?
What sort of teacher do you want to be?
Oh, well
I want to face my pupils with an
eye to their futures. Only
Only?
Only what?
Nothing.
Well, you'll all do fine.
By the way, what happened in that
business with Mr. Harrison?
What?!
Oh
Anne sold her neighbor's cow by
mistake! Can you believe it?
What?!
How many times must I get into the worst
scrape of my life before I'm through?
Mr. Harrison had just snapped at me
the other day, so I lost my head.
I felt certain that your old cow Dolly
had broken the fence and gotten
into Mr. Harrison's oats!
Mr. Shearer came by that very minute,
so I sold her to him for twenty dollars.
Then I went home to Green Gables,
and there was Dolly!
I had sold the neighbor's cow!
It gave Marilla headaches and
caused an awful bother.
Oh really, Matthew!
I know you're laughing at me!
Chapter 11
I'd Like to Add
Some Beauty to Life
What now?
I can't remember a word of the
speech I stayed up composing!
My name is Anne Shirley.
I hope we will all have great
fun learning together!
My pupils! Heroes and literary
giants of the future!
Anthony?
Mrs. George Pye has taken her
husband's orphan nephew.
And he'll be going to school with Anne?
That makes him a relation
of Josie's, I suppose.
You may expect trouble, that's what.
I am being put to the test.
Isn't the weather lovely, Anthony?
Perfect for the first day of school.
You all have such shining morning
faces, and bright, inquisitive eyes.
Miss Shirley.
I'm Paul Irving, ma'am.
Irving?
Didn't you came from the
United States with your father?
And now you live with your
grandmother in the village?
Yes. My dad went back
to the States to work.
Did he, now?
Teacher, about your name
You spell "Anne" with
an e on the end of it!
Yes, I do! Well spotted!
Your teacher's name is Anne with an e!
Now, it is time to begin our lesson!
Open your readers, please!
"Here am I, little jumping Joan."
"Here am I, little jumping Joan."
"When nobody's with me, I'm always alone."
"When nobody's with me—"
I want all my boys to be gentlemen.
Do you know what a gentleman is, Anthony?
Gentlemen don't pour water
down ladies' necks.
I hear they made you stand in
school all the time, ma'am.
And that you hit a boy over
the head with your slate.
W-Well, I
May I go now?
Y-Yes.
I want to go, too.
Teacher!
Paul?
What's wrong? Did you forget something?
I found these in Mr. Wright's field.
My, how pretty.
For you, ma'am.
What, me?
Well, I'll see you tomorrow!
Paul?
Goodbye!
Thank you!
Paul's father used to live in Avonlea.
According to Rachel
That Paul is Stephen Irving's boy.
You remember. Him that jilted
Lavendar Lewis over at Grafton?
I don't think he jilted her.
There was a quarrel.
I suppose there was blame on both sides.
Well, anyway, she never married.
A common enough story, I guess.
Stephen went off to the States,
married, and had Paul.
So that's it.
Now, how did you get along?
Ask me that a month later and
I may be able to tell you.
My thoughts feel as if they
had been all stirred up.
I see Miss Shirley had a tiring day.
The only thing I accomplished is that
I taught unlettered children that A is A.
Isn't it something to have
started souls along a path
that may end in Shakespeare
and Paradise Lost?
I made too much again.
Matthew always was fond of stew.
No matter, Marilla.
I'm feeling ravenous today.
I could wolf down the lot!
If you can muster an appetite like
that, I guess I needn't worry.
Oh, do smell that.
Bliss is it on such a day to be alive!
Don't drive so fast, Anne!
This summer, we young people
who hope to better Avonlea
formed the Village Improvement Society.
Gilbert was elected president,
Diana was treasurer, and I was secretary.
We had just convened our second meeting.
I'd like to discuss the costs
of improving the Avonlea hall.
We should start a subscription.
Seconded!
Do you know what people are
calling this society?
The Courting Club.
What?!
Marilla told me that "people
don't like being improved."
I explained that we are going to improve
the village, not the people in it.
Someone asked me if we could induce old
Josiah Sloane to keep his whiskers trimmed.
I've been asked if we mean to
plow up all the roadsides
and set them out with geraniums.
Try, "I will not hang lace curtains
in the cow stall windows."
Everybody has us all wrong.
Mr. Boulter has been warning
people against "Improvers."
We'll have to canvass from house to house,
to clear our names as much as anything.
I guess we will.
Why on earth did you offer to
canvass the Newbridge road, Anne?
I've been dreading it all morning.
Almost all the cranks in
Avonlea live along it.
I feel myself responsible for the A.V.I.S.,
since I was the first to suggest it,
and it seems to me that I ought to
do the most disagreeable things.
I'm sorry on your account; but you
needn't say a word at the cranky places. 
I'll do all the talking.
I just know they'll treat us
like swindlers or peddlers.
If Catherine is alone we may get something.
And if her sister Eliza is in?
We won't.
Good day!
Oh, you must be from the
Improvement Society.
Who is it, Catherine?
It's the Improvement Society.
If I had money to waste, I'd burn it up and
have the fun of seeing a blaze maybe.
The hall is just a place for
young folks to meet and carry on.
Oh, Eliza, young folks must
have some amusement.
We didn't when we were young.
This world is getting worse every day.
Well, I always like to
look on the bright side.
There isn't any bright side.
Oh, indeed there is!
Why, there are ever so many
bright sides, Miss Andrews.
Anne.
It's really a beautiful world.
You won't have such a high opinion of it
when you've lived as long in it as I have.
How is your mother, Diana?
She looks terrible run down of late.
Oh, I don't
And how long is it before Marilla
expects to be stone blind, Anne?
Eliza!
The doctor thinks her eyes will not get
any worse if she is very careful.
Doctors always talk like that
just to keep people cheered up.
I wouldn't have much hope if I was her.
No!
I don't have much hope for
your society, either.
I want to go home.
Wait!
Catherine?!
I'm so sorry. Take this for the hall.
I can't give more now, but I'm
real interested in your society.
Oh, Catherine!
Thank you!
And don't be cast down
over what Eliza said.
The world is getting better
it certainly is.
Yes!
If his wife is home, we won't get a cent.
Dan Blair doesn't dare have his
hair cut without asking her permission.
Everyone says so.
What's with this blasted thing?!
You'll have to excuse me, ladies.
I can't get the durned thing untied.
P-Pardon the intrusion.
We've come from the Improvement Society.
My wife's gone to the train to
meet her sister from Montreal
and left orders for me
to make a cake for tea.
But I've clean forgot half
the directions already.
And it says "season with
vanilla according to taste,"
but what if my taste doesn't
happen to be other people's taste?
Oh, it's perfect!
I was afraid I was going
to laugh myself to death!
Did you see his apron fluttering
behind him like a tail?!
He must not have wanted
to disappoint his wife.
He was desperate.
And he gave four dollars!
The Whites' place is next.
I've never met them,
but I hear she likes things neat.
Will you please wipe your feet carefully on
the grass and then walk on these papers?
Pardon us.
No! Don't come in!
Out! Out you you fly!
Don't you dare laugh, Diana.
Don't you look at my face.
The next place is the last.
Yes.
Oh?
There's Mr. and Mrs. Dickson
with old Mrs. White.
Good day!
Oh, good day to you girls.
Have you heard the news?
Mrs. White's son has just had the
baby boy he's been hoping for.
Goodness!
Congratulations, Mrs. White!
Lorenzo's known for being mean,
but he's the most generous
man in Avonlea this minute.
What?! We're going straight
to Lorenzo White's?
Gilbert and Fred won't canvass
him until next week,
and he won't be so generous by then!
Certain, certain!
Just put me down for a dollar more than
the highest subscription you've got!
You mean it?!
Mr. Daniel Blair put down four dollars.
Then put me down for five.
Now, I want you to come into the house.
There's something in there worth seeing!
What will we say if the
baby isn't pretty?
Oh, there will certainly be something
else nice to say about it.
It is pretty!
Like a little angel!
We'll slip over to Mr. Harrison's last.
It's on our way home.
What?! But Jane and Josie
took the Carmody road!
They're too afraid to go near him.
And he's really such a nice person.
They're only afraid because they've
heard you sold his cow by mistake.
Isn't that all the more reason
why I should be the one to go?
I brought him a cake with my apology,
and he gladly forgave me in
exchange for our Jersey cow.
So you see, Mr. Harrison
and I get on famously!
No.
You mean you won't subscribe?
Not a cent.
But why?
Someone led me to expect otherwise.
But I thought you approved of
our society, Mr. Harrison.
So I do, but my approval doesn't
go as deep as my pocket.
Redheaded snippet! Redheaded snippet!
S-Stop that, you!
My!
Et tu, Ginger?!
A few more experiences
such as I have had today
would make me as much of a
pessimist as Miss Eliza Andrews.
It's no laughing matter!
But have you ever known a day where
so many things went against you?
True enough. And we muddled
through somehow.
Yes. It was a good day.
You think so?
I feel as though my world has
grown a little broader!
So do I!
Here is the total of the subscriptions.
I don't believe it.
We can get to work on the hall
before the year is out.
Teaching isn't easy, is it?
No. I've wondered if I can face up to
forty more years of unruly pupils.
I've heard all the children like you.
I'm glad, but several of
them might not respect me.
Although some encourage me, too.
My father has gotten well
and come to live with us,
but illness and circumstance keep more than
a few of my pupils from their parents.
Oh.
I want to be a doctor.
I want to fight disease
and pain and ignorance.
The folks who lived before me have done so
much for me that I want to show my gratitude
by doing something for
the folks who will live after me.
I see.
I'd like to add some beauty to life.
I'd love to make people have a
pleasanter time because of me!
I think you're fulfilling
that ambition every day.
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People Who Need Us