(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)
- 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.
- 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)
Hello, Walter and Bertha.
Hello.
- In the nick of time. This fire's almost out.
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)
- 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!
(rooster crowing) (birdsong)
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... ♪
♪ 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?
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