01x02 - I Am No Bird, and No Net Ensnares Me

[bunniefuu]

[bird chirping]

[soft music]

Mr. Cuthbert, do you
know where she's headed?

The orphanage.

[whistle blowing]

- [background chatter]
- [woman]: There she is.

- [man]: Make way, make way!
- [woman]: Hi!

[indistinct chatter]

Did she run away?

No.

How did she seem?

Quiet.

She was real quiet.

Didn't say a word.

[indistinct chatter]

Miss. Miss.

Right this way, miss.

Who are you?

I'm supposed to fetch you, miss.

I don't understand. Who sent you?

Why, your family, of course.
Now right this way, little lady.

- My family?
- They sent me to collect you

and bring you straight home.
We'll be there in a jiff.

- Let go of me.
- Quickly now. Let's hurry up.

I've got some lovely sweets
in my carriage for the ride.

Get away from me!

Ahem. Uh... hello, young masters.

I've been sent to take you home.

[panting]

[neighing]

- [background chatter]
- Oh, good evening.

I was wondering if you
could spare a fresh horse?

Sorry, sir, don't have one to lend.

Mine's dead b*at and I need
to get to Charlottetown.

Please! Any horse will do.

Sorry, but I can't oblige you, sir.

I'm good for it. I'll bring
the money when I return.

- Sir...
- I live in Avonlea at Green Gables...

Money or not, I'm
afraid I can't help you.

These here belong to the guests

and the hotels are
spoken for this evening.

You're welcome to rest yours
here for a spell, though.

Sam! Sam!

Sam!

- Sam! Vessel?
- Whoa. Whoa there.

Matthew Cuthbert, whatever's
got you all twisted up?

Are you heading to the vessel?

Yes, we're riding to the port
overnight. Be there by daybreak.

Can I hitch a ride? I need
to get to Charlottetown!

- I'm not riding in back.
- No worries at all.

Much obliged.

Mare!

[horse snorting]

[background chatter]

[shouting and whistling]

[bell ringing]

[laughter]

[bell clanging]

[music]

- [bell clanging]
- [banging]

[seagulls cawing]

[Marilla]: I told you that
brooch meant a great deal to me.

- Confess at once.
- [Anne]: But I didn't take it.

Or I'll send you right
back to the asylum.

I took the brooch outside
with me. I lost it.

Tomorrow you will go. I can't
trust one word out of your mouth.

But I made that up!
Please, Miss Cuthbert!

Enough!

[soft music]

[crickets chirring]

[soft, dramatic music]

[crickets chirring]

[girl]: Shut your
face from now on!

We're sick of you and
your stupid stories.

- Hold her down.
- Please, don't!

- ...stupid stories.
- Squeak, squeak, squeak...

- ...Princess Cordelia
- Stop!

Anne Shirley! Stop it at once!
Stop it! You get in there!

- [door creaking and closing]
- [locking]

♪ First thing we 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 ♪♪

[neighing]

Quickly now!

Quick!

Quick!

Whoa, easy, easy! I'm sorry, Miss
Cuthbert, I was not quite finished.

Oh, please hurry! Continue
with the barn work.

Stack some wood in the
kitchen. I have to go!

Marilla!

Marilla!

I have to go!

Wait! Wait!

Wait.

Thomas rode out at first
light. I came to tell you.

- Where is he going?
- Why, to look for them.

Only reason I could see for Matthew

tearing off yesterday was to fetch Anne.

When we didn't see them
return, I was so worried...

Please step aside, Rachel.

- I knew you'd be beside yourself.
- I need to go! I must go now!

No, listen, dear. Thomas will ride
all the way to the train station.

He'll check the road as he goes.

What if he's lying dead in a ditch?!

- Marilla...
- What if they both are?

Enough now!

What if something horrible has
happened and it's my fault...

Stop it, Marilla.

Boy!

Thomas is miles ahead of you.
Now the only thing to do now is to wait.

- Take the rig back in.
- Yes, ma'am.

[whinnying]

Give me your hand.

Watch your step.

Careful now.

Be careful.

Now...

come along inside.

We'll put the kettle on.

[mournful music]

[birdsong]

[rooster crowing]

[soft music]

[rooster crowing]

[whinnying]

- Hello, Mr. Avery.
- Oh, goodness! [laughter]

- My word! Do I know you?
- Not yet, but I know you.

And I'm sure we'll become
better acquainted on the ride.

The ride?

The matron was wondering if you wouldn't

mind taking me to the
nearest train station.

I'm going home to Halifax, you see.
That's where I was born.

Ah.... I-I don't know if I can take ya...

It seems a wealthy aunt was
just discovered and sent for me.

Isn't that wonderful?

Yes, it is, but I've got
several deliveries to make...

My years of torment and
uncertainty are behind me.

And I'll have to learn all manner of

comportment, but I
feel equal to the task.

Certainly sounds like you're
moving up in the world.

I am. I am indeed. So
if you wouldn't mind

conveying me towards my new life?

It's not that I mind, but trouble is,

I've got several stops along the way.

It'll be a few hours, I'm afraid.

If you're in a hurry, you might find a

better mode. Shall we ask the matron?

No, no, no, this will be perfect.

And I'm sorry I don't
have any money to pay you,

but I'll be happy to help.

Well, uh... well, al-alright. Alright.

Off me go. [chuckling]

[indistinct chatter]

- [woman shouting]
- [bell clanging]

[seagulls cawing]

- [background chatter]
- [bell clanging]

[woman shouting]

[man shouting]

- [shouting]
- [whinnying]

[bell clanging]

So, now, what do you think?

Don't know how much I can get
for it, with this here monogram.

I... I don't need much.

Then we are well met. [chuckling]

It's a family heirloom.

Show me something in here that ain't.

I don't know.

I'll think about it.

Why don't you come back tomorrow?

All I need is train
fare for two up-island

and ferry rides back and
forth to the mainland.

Any idea how much that would come to?

I'll see what I can do. Alright?

Extra, extra!

Scientist predicts greenhouse effect!

Extra, extra! Scientist
predicts greenhouse effect!

What time does the
ferry to Nova Scotia go?

'Round about :.

Local boy loses life by drowning!

- [dog barking]
- [indistinct chatter]

[soft music]

[bicycle bell ringing]

Out of the way, mister!

Ah!

[woman screaming]

[people shouting]

- [neighing]
- [barking]

And I believe my parents traveled
to India and many faraway lands

before they were k*lled
tragically in service of the queen.

You don't say.

I imagine they were ever so noble.

Easy. Easy. Whoa.

Alright, off you go.

Going!

I'm told I'm fleet of foot.

Oh, yes?

Now, I'd rather be beautiful,
but you can't have everything.

[laughter]

Alright. [sighing]

- Hop!
- Ah...

[sighing]

- Mm. My missus sure can bake.
- Huh.

I was going to learn.

The lady at my last household in
Avonlea said she would teach me.

Hmm.

Doesn't matter.

- [sighing]
- Hungry?

No, no, I couldn't deprive you.

Oh, help yourself.

Got plenty.

Well...

much obliged.

- Walk on.
- [horse snorting]

I'm famished, actually. I
haven't eaten since yesterday.

- Matron trying to starve you?
- What?

They didn't feed you this morning?

Well... I was too preoccupied to eat.

What with my life starting over and all.

Uh-huh. What were they doing for her?

- Who?
- Your parents, for the queen.

Oh, right.

Espionage.

There.

That's the best I cando
until the doctor comes.

It's been hours. I hope bringing
him here was the right thing to do.

- Anne...
- He's waking up.

Fetch him some water.

- Anne...
- It's alright.

- You're going to be fine.
- What? Where...?

- You had an accident.
- My carriage.

Oh, no, no, no, no... I can't be late.

- Don't get up. You're injured.
- No.

The ferry. I can't miss it.

Where am I?!

Where's the ferry from here?

[crickets chirring]

[soft, dramatic music]

Hello?

Hello?

Someone?!

Hello?! Hello?!

[groaning softly]

Oh...

Oh, my word!

Please... No, d-d-don't be frightened.

Get away! You can't loiter here!

- I must speak with the matron.
- The matron? She's not even awake.

- It's an emergency.
- You'll have to come Ba...

No, there's been a mistake! My girl.

My little girl, she's here.

I came to fetch her.

Please.

Come inside. I'll see if
I can rouse the matron.

Thank you.

Were you out there all night?

What happened anyways?

- There was a misunderstanding.
- Looks like it.

- [woman]: Hurry up.
- I... What?

You've been fighting.
And at your age. Men!

Kitchen's this way. Dora, please
tell Matron there's an emergency,

someone needs to see her right away.

I'll give you a bit of
hot water for washing up,

and we'll take a look at that
bandage before you see Matron.

- Oh, no, there's no need.
- Have you seen you?

Uh... much obliged.

[rooster crowing]

[clucking]

- [cattle lowing]
- 'Morning, Miss Cuthbert.

Do you need something?

For me?

Merci.

There's plenty more.

Thank you.

Yes? What is the nature
of your emergency?

Yes, good morning.

I need to take Anne Shirley home.

She was adopted. She's
no longer in residence.

But she... she came back
here yesterday, did she not?

- She did not.
- Now please excuse me.

But... she has to be here.

The ferry master said
that he'd seen her,

said she come across... yesterday.

Red braids!

Oh, I remember her distinctly,
but the girl is not here.

Tsk. Emergency!

[shouting in distance]

Oh! [chuckling]

Gave me a start.

- Beg your pardon.
- Same thing happened yesterday,

only that time it was a little girl.

" Where Hope and Fear
maintain eternal strife;

And fleeting joy does
lasting doubt inspire;

And most we question,
what we most desire!"

Thank you!

[man]: Ladies and
gentlemen, the express...

Excuse me.

May I interest you
in a poetic recitation

spoken aloud with dignified emotion?

It's only a dollar.

Fifty cents?

I need a train fare to Halifax.
I promise you'll like it.

Excuse me, sir.

May I interest you in a
rousing tale of heroic deeds

and acts of bravery?

It'll pass the time.

[indistinct announcement]

Pardon me.

May I transport you for a few minutes

with a romantical recitation

replete with the tragedy
of a love unrequited?

"If thou must love me,

let it be for nought
Except for love's sake only.

Do not say, 'I love her for her smile -

her look -

her way of speaking gently, -

for a trick of thought
that falls in well

- with mine, and certes brought..."
- Anne! Anne!

"...a sense of pleasant ease
on such a day..."

Anne!!

"For these things in themselves may

be changed, or change for thee, -

and love, so wrought,
may be un-wrought..."

Anne, thank goodness I
found you. [chuckling]

So Marilla must've
found the brooch, then,

because I am not a thief.

Now, if you'll please excuse me,

I'm in the middle of earning some wages.

I've got a train to catch.

"Thy love dear wiping my cheeks dry..."

- Please, Anne...
- "A creature might forget to weep..."

It was a terrible misunderstanding...

Thank you anyways. It was very nice.

But I'm not finished.

We've heard quite enough.

Do you want your money back?

Anne, please...

listen to me.

I've come to take you
home to Green Gables.

Why?! So you can banish me
whenever you feel like it?!

I am my own family now.

And I am all I need!

- Anne...
- Poems! Poems for sale!

No, wait, wait. Anne, listen.

I-I've come for you.
I came all this way...

Oh, bully for you. Because
so did I! And not by choice.

I had to come all this way
because you didn't want me!

I do want you, Anne. We do.

I would appreciate it if
you would leave me alone.

Please.

- Please.
- Please?

Oh, I'll give you a "please."

Please have the decency to let me be!!!

Is there a problem here?

- Yes, there is.
- Is this man bothering you?

No, no...

we're fine.

This man is indeed bothering me.

- That so.
- We're fine. She's my daughter.

[soft music]

[sniffling] [sobbing]

Whoa...

[horse chuffing]

[groaning]

Well, it certainly took you
long enough to fetch her!

Oh, sorry to...

cause you worry, Marilla.

Hello, Miss Cuthbert.

Hello, Anne.

It's nice to see you back.

Please take your things up to
your room. I'll get supper on.

We're having a simple supper.
I won't need your help.

Just come down when you're ready.

Yes, Miss Cuthbert.

Well, I'll see you downstairs.

♪ ♪

You'll be wanting the egg cups?

Yes, please.

Did you bring your laundry down?

Yes, Miss Cuthbert.

Please attend to the toast.

Excuse me.

Of course.

On the table, thank you.

I'll be out, uh...

by the potato barns today.

I might send Jerry to the
smithy with the bay for shoes.

I'll pack him a lunch.

Alright.

Alright, then.

- [birdsong]
- [rooster crowing]

It was so awful, Belle.

When I saw the orphanage again,
you can't imagine my dread.

And now I'm back,

but I'm not so sure...

You're back?

How dare you sneak around listening
to my private conversation?

I wasn't listening, I was sleeping.

- So you're lazy and a snoop.
- It was too late to go home last night.

There was so much work, because Mr.
Cuthbert was away. Looking for you.

What all did you hear me say?

Why would I care what
you say to a horse?

I need coffee. I'm going in to ask.

- Why do you have that plate?
- I...

Careful. They'll call you a thief too.

No, no, the lady brought it to me
yesterday, when she was distraite.

Why anyone would worry over
you is a mystery for sure.

- [soft music]
- [panting]

- Ah!
- [laughter]

Hey.

Ah... You're so smart, Anne.

I never would've thought to
sell poems for train fare.

And you're home in time
for the church picnic.

Did they tell you we're hosting it here?

I'm really glad you're back, Anne.

Well, you're the only one.
Well, Matthew seems to be,

but he must've talked her into it.

Oh, don't say that, Anne.
I'm sure it's not true.

Miss Cuthbert wasn't happy to see
me at all. She didn't care a whit.

But... Rachel Lynde told Mother

that Miss Cuthbert was
torn asunder after you left.

- Not possible.
- Miss Cuthbert was so upset,

Rachel Lynde feared she'd take sick.

Not possible.

Well, that's what she told Mother.

Then why doesn't she show it?

It's hard to believe she was sorrowful

when she doesn't seem to like me at all.

At least you're home.

I've missed you.

And I don't mean to seem ungrateful.

And it did fill my heart with
joy to be back at Green Gables.

[laughter]

[sighing]

But I feel they could
send me away at any moment.

But now that it's all
settled, why would they?

I just don't want to get too attached.

Not if it's all going to disappear.

Catch.

[laughter]

"If all the world hated
you, and believed you wicked,

while your own conscience approved
of you and absolved you from guilt,

you would not be without friends."

[soft music]

[distant chatter]

[laughter]

It's quite confounding.

Why send her away just to retrieve her?

Confounding indeed.

I hope those old Cuthberts
aren't losing their marbles.

- What do you mean? Stop it.
- Stop it!

I mean, I hope they
aren't becoming addled,

dear, as seniors are wont to do.

They hardly want to, darling.

I don't like this biscuit.

Then don't eat it.

Well, it can't be a peaceable
household, it simply can't.

The girl is an orphan, after all.

How does one know what
one is really getting?

- One doesn't.
- Exactly.

It's not like she
wanted to be an orphan.

- Of course not, dear.
- But she is.

Ah-ah.

Hello!

Rachel. Thomas.

Here we are, here we all are.

Glad to see you, Matthew.

Welcome home, Anne.

Thank you, Mrs. Lynde.
How do you do, Mr. Lynde?

Glad we didn't find you in a ditch.

Yes, yes, dear, everyone
appreciates your gallantry.

Well, we aim to please.

Marilla, I hope you're
feeling better now, dear.

- Were you poorly, Marilla?
- She was just worried sick, that's what.

- All is well, thank you.
- I'm sure it is,

now that you're all reunited.

One big happy family.

My, my.

Looks like the Cuthberts
have picked up a stray.

Stray dog. Ruff-ruff!

No need to be uncharitable.

Do you suppose they mean for her
to be a daughter or a servant?

Doesn't she have awful red hair?

I wonder if she'll be attending school.

What is the world coming to?

[man]: I hear they plucked her
from an asylum in Nova Scotia.

- A lunatic asylum?
- Orphanage.

Of course, it could turn
out to be one and the same.

[woman]: Oh, dear.

We'll just have to... persevere.

[singsong]: You're a little
orphan! You lived in a trash can!

[giggling] Garbage girl! Garbage girl!

[laughter]

Anne?

I'll go.

- [soft music]
- [crying]

[panting]

[Anne sobbing]

Anne?

[tearfully]: Leave me alone.

Anne...

Did you feel a sense of obligation?

Is that it?

Because I would've been fine on my own!

Better than here!

Why would you send for me
if you didn't even want me?

But we do want you, Anne.

It's obvious you don't!

I don't know what to do.

I have a question for you.

I wonder...

will you forgive me?

I am very sorry, Anne.

When the brooch went
missing, I was quick to judge.

But what's worse is
that I pushed you to fib.

What else were you to do?

Makes me shudder to think of it.

And of course, I know now that
you were telling the truth.

You are a truthful girl, Anne, even now,

and that is an admirable quality.

[sighing]

This was my fault.

And all that you went
through because of it.

It's a wonder you came
back to Green Gables at all.

[sniffling]

[sniffling]

[sniffling]

[birdsong]

[soft music]

If you could... find
it in your heart to...

believe me...

and...

forgive me...

...then we can start anew.

Anne!

Yes, miss Cuthbert?

Please come down to the parlour.

And "Marilla" is just fine.

What do you mean?

You may call me Marilla.

Oh. May I call you Aunt Marilla?

You may not.

But I'd love to call you Aunt Marilla.

It would make me seem as
if I really belonged to you.

Well, I'm not your
aunt and I don't believe

in calling people names
that don't belong to them.

- Well, we could imagine you're my aunt.
- I couldn't.

Do you never imagine things
are different than they are?

I do not.

Oh, Marilla, how much you miss.

Well, speaking of names,

we'd like you to sign
this and take ours.

If the idea appeals to you.

I've got the pen.
It's all ready for you.

This is your family Bible.

You want me to be a Cuthbert?

A real Cuthbert?

We do. We want our
name to belong to you.

I'm going to belong?

We hope you like the sound
of Anne Shirley Cuthbert.

Anne?

I do. I do very much.

But... I just sign?

That's it?

Of course.

What's the matter?

Well... seems a little
perfunctory, don't you think?

Perfunctory?

Shouldn't we... shouldn't we
hold hands over a running stream

and pledge ourselves to each
other as Cuthberts forever?

Or prick our fingers
and mingle our blood

as a symbol of our lasting devotion?

Well, surely there needs to
be a ceremony of some kind

in honour of such an auspicious moment.

As someone who has never
belonged to anyone before,

I believe that this is a
matter of much solemnity.

Don't you?

What say you, Marilla?

Well... I've got some
raspberry cordial in the pantry.

Perhaps we could all have
a small glass to celebrate

without any danger to anyone.

Oh, Miss Cuth...

Thank you, Marilla.

That would do nicely.

Well, then...

to the Cuthberts.

- The Cuthberts.
- And the Shirley-Cuthberts.

Oh...

I could develop a fondness for this.

It's time for you to sign now, Anne.

Oh my.

I can't believe this
is really happening.

Calm yourself, Anne. You're overexcited.

Yes, I am.

I don't think I've ever been
so excited in my whole life.

[sniffling] Oh...

my hands are shaking.

Hoo.

With this pen...

...I take you...

Matthew and Marilla Cuthbert...

...to be my family forever.

To call you mine...

and to be yours.

For always.

[Anne sighing]

[sniffling]

Anne...

...Cuthbert.

[sniffling] Oh, I
should add the Shirley.

I'll do it over.

Anne...

Shirley... [laughing]

...Cuthbert.

It should be hyphenated,
don't you agree?

I'll add that in, too.
And since it's official,

it should probably be
Anne Shirley-Cuthbert

of Green Gables née Halifax.

Anne.

Could I add Cordelia, too?

I've always wanted to be a Cordelia.

Anne...

Cordelia...

Alright, that's enough now.