01x04 - One Can't Stay Sad Very Long in Such an Interesting World

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Marilla: I don't know what to do with her.

flashback,Anne: I will not go back to school, I assure you.

Marilla: She can be awful stubborn if she takes the notion.

Lynde: Speaking as a woman who's sent ten children to school,

Lynde: I'd just humor her a little at first, that's what I'd do.

Marilla: Then you really think I'd better let her stay home?

Lynde: Yes. That is, I wouldn't say school to her again

Lynde: until she said it herself.

Lynde: She'll cool off in a week or so and be ready enough to go back of her own accord.

Marilla: You think so?

Lynde: While, if you were to make her go back right off,

Lynde: dear knows what freak or tantrum she'd take next and make more trouble than ever.

Marilla: Anne?

Marilla: Whatever's the matter now?

Anne: I love Diana so, Marilla. I cannot ever live without her.

Marilla: Have you had a falling out?

Anne: No.

Anne: But when we grow up,Diana will get married...

Anne: and go away and leave me.

Anne: And oh, what shall I do?

Anne: I hate her husband—I just hate him furiously.

Marilla: If you must borrow trouble, for pity's sake, borrow it handier home.

Marilla: Oh, yes. I'm going out tomorrow afternoon.

Marilla: You can ask Diana to come over and have tea here.

Anne: Oh, Marilla!

Marilla: Have the bottle of raspberry cordial on the second shelf of the closet.

Marilla: You can cut some fruitcake and have some of the cookies and snaps.

Anne: How perfectly lovely!

Anne: You are able to imagine things after all,

Anne: or else you'd never have understood how I've longed for that very thing.

Anne: It will seem so nice and grown-uppish!

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One Can't Stay Sad Very Longin Such an Interesting World

Diana: How do you do?

Anne: All the better for your company.

Anne: May I... offer you tea?

Anne: Marilla said the raspberry cordial was on the second shelf.

Anne: This must be it.

Anne: Marilla's famous raspberry cordial!

Anne: Please help yourself.

Diana: Thank you. It's such a pretty color.

Diana: That's awfully nice!

Diana: I didn't know raspberry cordial was so nice!

Anne: I'm real glad you like it!

Anne: Take as much as you want. I'm going to run out and stir the fire up.

Diana: It certainly is very nice.

Anne: Another glass?

Diana: Yes, please.

Diana: The nicest I ever drank.

Diana: It's ever so much nicer than Mother's.

Anne: Marilla is a famous cook.

Anne: But there's no scope for imagination in cookery. You just have to go by rules.

Anne: She is trying to teach me to cook, but I assure you, Diana, it is uphill work.

Anne: Why, Diana, what is the matter?

Diana: I'm—I'm awful sick.

Anne: What?

Anne: Where do you feel bad?

Anne: W-Would you like tolie down on the sofa?

Diana: I must go right home.

Anne: Oh, you mustn't dream of going home without your tea.

Diana: I must go home.

Anne: All right. I'll go with you.

Anne: Mrs. Lynde.

Lynde: Is Marilla in?

Anne: She's out.

Anne: Come in. I'll put on tea.

Lynde: Never mind. I only stopped to look in.

Lynde: Goodbye.

Lynde: Tell me, Anne,

Lynde: what did you give Diana to drink?

Marilla: You set Diana drunk?!

Marilla: What on earth did you give her?

Anne: Not a thing but raspberry cordial.

Anne: I never thought raspberry cordial would set people drunk,

Anne: not even if they drank three big tumblerfuls as Diana did.

Marilla: Anne, you certainly have a genius for getting into trouble.

Marilla: You went and gave Diana currant wine instead of raspberry cordial.

Anne: Wine?

Marilla: I put the bottle of cordial down in the cellar.

Marilla: Not in the pantry as I told you.

Anne: What?!

Marilla: Didn't you know the difference yourself?

Anne: I never tasted it. I meant to be so—so—hospitable.

Anne: Diana just laughed silly like when her mother asked her what was the matter.

Anne: Her mother smelled her breath and knew she was drunk.

Anne: Mrs. Barry is so indignant.

Anne: She will never let me play with Diana again!

Marilla: I know. I'll go up and tell Mrs. Barry how it was.

Marilla: She'll think better of it when she finds you're not really to blame.

Anne: Marilla?

Marilla: Of all the unreasonable women I ever saw, she's the worst!

Marilla: I told her it was all a mistake and you weren't to blame,

Marilla: but she just simply didn't believe me.

Marilla: I told her plainly that wine wasn't meant to be drunk three tumblerfuls at a time!

Mrs. Barry: What do you want?

Anne: Oh, Mrs. Barry, please forgive me!

Anne: I did not mean to intoxicate Diana!

Anne: Just imagine if you had just one bosom friend in all the world!

Anne: Do you think you would intoxicate her on purpose?

Anne: Oh, please don't say that you won't let Diana play with me any more!

Anne: If you do, you will cover my life with a dark cloud of woe!

Mrs. Barry: How dare you mock your elders with big words and dramatic gestures.

Mrs. Barry: I don't think you are a fit little girl for Diana to associate with.

Mrs. Barry: You'd better go home and behave yourself.

Anne: Please wait!

Anne: Won't you let me see Diana just once to say farewell?

Mrs. Barry: Diana is sleeping. Now go!

Anne: Oh, but—

Anne: My last hope is gone.

Anne: Diana!

Anne: Your mother hasn't relented?

Diana: I've cried and cried, and I told her it wasn't your fault, but it wasn't any use.

Diana: I had ever such a time coaxing her to let me have ten minutes to say goodbye.

Anne: Ten minutes isn't very long to say an eternal farewell in.

Anne: Oh, Diana, will you promise faithfully never to forget me, the friend of your youth,

Anne: no matter what dearer friends may caress thee?

Diana: Indeed I will, and I'll never have another bosom friend.

Diana: I couldn't love anybody as I love you.

Anne: Oh, Diana, do you love me?

Diana: Why, of course I do.

Diana: Didn't you know that?

Anne: I thought you liked me, of course,but I never hoped you loved me.

Anne: Oh, this is wonderful!

Anne: Oh, Diana, just say it once again.

Diana: I love you devotedly, Anne, and I always will, you may be sure of that.

Anne: And I will always love thee, Diana.

Anne: Wilt thou give me a lock of thy jet-black tresses in parting to treasure forevermore?

Anne: Ready?

Diana: Yes.

Anne: Fare thee well, my beloved friend.

Anne: Henceforth we must be as strangers, though living side by side.

Anne: But my heart will ever be faithful to thee.

Anne: I'm going back to school.

Anne: That is all there is left in life for me,

Anne: now that my friend has been ruthlessly torn from me.

Anne: In school, I can look at her and muse over days departed.

Marilla: I hope we'll hear no more of breaking slatesover people's heads and such carryings-on.

Anne: I'll try to be a model pupil!

Anne: Goodbye!

Ruby: Anne!

Jane: You've come back!

Ruby: Here.

Ruby: Have some.

Anne: Oh, it looks scrumptious!

Ella: Here, Anne.

Anne: What's this?

Anne: Oh, how pretty!

Anne: Thank you, Ella.

Classmate: Anne, this is from me.

Classmate: And I'd like you to have this, too.

Anne: Thank you all. I'll treasure them.

Anne: It's so nice to be appreciated.

Matthew: Well now, I suppose it is.

Marilla: I hope you're doing as your teacher tells you.

Anne: Of course I am.

Anne: But Diana won't look at me.

Anne: She might just have smiled at me once, I think.

Phillips: Now, I want you all to write a composition on this school you have your lessons in.

Phillips: Begin according to the order I've written on the blackboard.

Phillips: First, place. Where does it stand?

Diana: Dear Anne, Mother says I'm not to play with you or talk to you even in school.

italicsDiana: Please don't be cross at me, because I love you as much as ever.

Phillips: And so,

Phillips: some of you wrote well and others, not so well,

Phillips: but you must all remember to read your own compositions and correct mistakes.

Anne: My own darling Diana:

Anne: Of course I am not cross at you.

Anne: Our spirits can commune.

Anne: I shall sleep with your letter under my pillow tonight.

Anne: Yours until death do us part, Anne or Cordelia Shirley.

Phillips: That will do.

Gilbert: Anne Shirley.

Gilbert: I know you're good at spelling.

Gilbert: Would you help me with a few—

Jimmy: Anne really won't say a word to you.

Jimmy: I guess you are rivals in class.

Phillips: Today, top honors in sums go to...

Phillips: Gilbert.

Phillips: Today, top honors in sums go to...

Phillips: Anne.

Phillips: Today, Gilbert and Anne have tied for first in sums.

Anne: I'm sure I'll never be able to like geometry.

Anne: There is no scope for imagination in it at all.

Anne: And Gil—I mean, some of the others are so smart at it.

Anne: Even Diana—

Anne: But I don't mind being beaten by Diana.

Anne: Even although we meet as strangers now

Anne: I still love her with an inextinguishable love.

Anne: It makes me very sad that I can't talk with her.

Anne: But really,

Anne: one can't stay sad very long in such an interesting world,

Anne: can one?

Matthew: Knowing you, you'll beat anything life throws at you.

Marilla: Now, finish your meal.

Anne: I will.

Anne: That winter witnessed a momentous event.

Anne: The Canadian Premier decided to come to Prince Edward Island.

Anne: Most of the grown-up people in Avonlea went to hear him speak.

Anne: But that wasn't the only happening of note.

Anne: It's nice to spend a night without Marilla sometimes.

Anne: Hello?

Anne: Whatever is the matter, Diana?!

Anne: Has your mother relented at last?

Diana: No!

Diana: Oh, Anne, do come quick!

Diana: Minnie May is awful sick!

Diana: She's got croup, I think!

Diana: Father and Mother are away to town

Diana: and Young Mary Joedoesn't know what to do,

Diana: and oh, Anne, I'm so scared!

Anne: Don't cry!

Anne: Matthew's gone for the doctor.

Anne: I know exactly what to do for croup.

Anne: You forget that I've looked after children.

Anne: Just wait till I get the ipecac bottle.

Diana: Well, Anne?

Anne: Minnie May has croup all right, just like the three pairs of twins.

Anne: But she's pretty bad.

Anne: Try to find fresh clothes and soft flannel cloths!

Diana: Right away.

Anne: Mary Joe, we must have lots of hot water.

Mary: Right!

Anne: Now Minnie May, drink this down.

Anne: Yes, that's a good girl.

Diana: You don't think she'll choke, do you?

Diana: Minnie May!

Anne: Minnie May!

Anne: Stay strong, Minnie May!

Anne: Matthew!

Matthew: Sorry. I had to go all the way to Spencervale.

Doctor: Where is the patient?

Anne: She's here.

Doctor: Sleeping soundly, I see.

Doctor: She'll be all right now.

Anne: I was awfully near giving up in despair.

Anne: I actually thought she was going to choke to death.

Doctor: Did you give her medicine?

Anne: I gave her ipecac,

Anne: and when the last dose went down, she began to get better right away.

Anne: You must just imagine my relief, doctor, because I can't express it in words.

Anne: You know there are some things that cannot be expressed in words.

Anne: Isn't it a wonderful morning?

Anne: I'm so glad I live in a world where there are white frosts.

Anne: I'm so sleepy. I can't go to school.

Anne: But I hate to stay home for Gil—some of the others

Anne: will get head of the class.

Matthew: Well now, I guess you'll manage all right.

Doctor: That little redheaded girl they have over at Cuthbert's saved that baby's life.

Doctor: It would have been too late by the time I got here.

Mrs. Barry: Did she really?

Doctor: I never saw anything like the eyes of her when she was explaining the case out to me.

Doctor: I can't express it in words.

Anne: Welcome home, Marilla.

Marilla: I guess you're hungry.

Marilla: There's soup in the pot,

Marilla: and you can get yourself some blue plum preserve out of the pantry.

Marilla: Matthew has been telling me about last night.

Marilla: I must say it was fortunate you knew what to do.

Marilla: I wouldn't have had any idea myself, for I never saw a case of croup.

Anne: Marilla, I—

Marilla: Don't talk while you're eating!

Marilla: I can tell by the look of you that you're just full up with speeches,

Marilla: but they'll keep.

Marilla: Mrs. Barry was here this afternoon, Anne.

Marilla: She says you saved Minnie May's life, and she is sorry for that affair of the wine.

Marilla: And she hopes you'll be good friends with Diana again.

Anne: Oh, Marilla, can I go right now?

Anne: I'll wash my dishes when I come back.

Marilla: Yes, yes, run along.

Marilla: I'll get your cap and wrap, so—

Marilla: I might as well call to the wind.

Marilla: It'll be a mercy if she doesn't catch her death of cold.

Diana: Anne!

Anne: Diana!

Anne: Just at present, I have a soul above red hair.

Anne: It must be lovely to be grown up, Marilla,

Anne: when just being treated as if you were is so nice.

Marilla: I don't know about that.

Anne: Diana showed me a new fancy crochet stitch.

Anne: And she gave me a beautiful card with a wreath of roses on it,

Anne: and a verse of poetry!

Anne: And we had fruitcake and...

italicsDiana: Dear Anne,

italicsDiana: If you love me

italicsDiana: as I love you...

italicsDiana: Nothing but death

Anne: Nothing but death

italicsDiana: can part us two.

Anne: can part us two.

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