Anne of Green Gables: The Continuing Story - First Season

Anne of Green Gables The Continuing Story

Oh, Anne.

Oh, hello.

Oh, my gosh.

Oh, look at you.

Oh, you haven't changed a bit.

Neither have you. I've been aching to see you.

I know.

Oh, no, don't. Thank you for your help.

Alan? Ha, ha, ha...

Seems like a hundred years since you sat behind us

in school pulling our pigtails.

Gosh, Anne, don't remind me.

Why is Alan...

Well...Why?

He's well-paid, Anne.

I insisted Fred hire a driver,

'cause we have so many guests coming and going.

Spend your money on your family,

Diana, not on me.

You're family, Anne.

Besides, I have to spend the inheritance

aunt Jo left me somehow.

Thank you.

You're welcome.

Strange seeing so many young men in uniform.

Look it...

That's Charlie Sloane, and Wilf Bell.

It's like they're running off to a Sunday school picnic.

In six months this nonsense in Europe will be over

and we won't hear another blessed word about war.

Oh, Anne, we're going to have a fabulous holiday together.

Just like old times.

Yes.

Smell the air, Diana.

You find that sweet smell in Halifax.

In your letters you sounded

so happy about teaching in the hope-town orphanage.

It must have broken your heart to say goodbye

to all your students after five years.

Let's go by Green Gables, Diana.

I've not been back since Marilla died.

Imagine,

sheep on the main street.

The man has no sense at all.

Stop it, Diana, I'm dying

to walk anyway.

No, Anne.

You know Anne, Alan, she's so ridiculously impulsive.

Pull the car around to Green Gables farm, Alan.

She'll just be a moment.

Yes, ma'am.

Anne, wait...Wait, wait.

A-Anne...Wait, wait, wait.

I-I broke my heel.

I should have warned you.

Mr. Harrison's really let the place run down.

He rented it out.

Marilla and Matthew would be,

heartbroken at this sight.

Hey, watch it.

Get out of the way.

Get back in here! Now!

You two want something?

I was raised in this house.

It was a beautiful home once.

This dump?

You've no respect for the lives that have been lived here.

Do us both a favour, scat.

Anne, Anne.

Let it go.

There's nothing you could have done.

Mr. Harrison's going to get a tongue-lashing

from me when I see him next.

Huh?

Those were Marilla's June lilies.

They were beautiful once.

Leave it.

Ahh!

Go get 'em.

Give me your shoe. Your shoe!

What?

Fetch!

No! My gosh, Anne. That worked.

That was my favourite

pair of shoes.

I should have bought this place myself after Marilla died.

I should have taken every penny I earned from my book

and my magazine articles and made this place mine.

Oh, Anne, don't try

and rewrite the past.

Now, I want you to forget your troubles.

You'll be very comfortable living with us.

Aunt Josephine's money has left me without a care in the world.

Fred's the youngest manager in the history of the bank.

Isn't that right, darling?

Mm-hmm.

My little inheritance hasn't hurt

his career either, to be sure.

If you call doing nothing a career?

You've managed our business affairs brilliantly, darling.

No, I just mind my own business.

Fred's so modest.

He's turned out to be a wonderful father

and a good husband, Anne.

Sarah.

Yes, ma'am.

Please take the children upstairs now.

Come give mommy a kiss good night.

Good night, mom.

Good night.

Good night, sweetie.

'Night.

Come along then.

They do so prefer their father.

It's such a delicious evening.

Let's have our tea in the garden.

This house is so conducive to writing.

If you stay for the summer,

just think what fabulous ideas you'd compose.

That's a big if.

Diana, I don't feel right

intruding on your family.

What's the matter?

We have everything.

But he doesn't even kiss me good night any more.

I'm sorry

well, haven't you tried

speaking about it?

Oh, Fred was never a big conversationalist,

even when we first got married.

It's a different kind of silence now, though.

He's so preoccupied with the war.

That's the thing about

staying engaged.

You and Gil never change.

That's probably because we never see each other.

If you put off your wedding any longer,

you're going to be an old maid, Anne.

Actually, when Gil finishes his term

at bellevue hospital in August--

August?

You can't deny me the pleasure of planning your wedding?

Let me finish.

I didn't say we're getting married in August.

We're going to choose a date--

oh, Anne, don't be coy.

Oh...You can move back right away.

Anne, life is going to be

just the way it was when we were girls.

Sara!

Shouldn't we...

Sara!

Consult Gilbert.

Anne and Gil Blythe are getting married!

And it's not going to be some shoddy affair either.

And Fred will help too.

Oh, oh...Please let him.

It'll be a project for the three of us.

Just one thing at at time.

We need to slow down and consult Gilbert too.

No, you let me talk to Gilbert.

First, we'll send him a telegram.

No.

Oh, how I've missed you all summer, Gil.

With perfect memories of days passed.

Ha, ha, that'll be fine.

There.

...and memory of perfect summer days of old.

Our past, our friends.

Are you all right?

Nothing broken or bent, I hope.

Ha, ha, only my pride.

Oh, Gil, help me up.

I am, I am truly blind and a fool to boot.

Oh, if I were blind,

I should never forget the contours of your face.

Why didn't you let me know?

I wanted to see you face to face.

I have something to ask you.

I do.

Let's go take a walk down the Lane.

If Diana has her way, we'll be married by the end of the week.

We've been engaged so long,

figure people 'round here

think we got married years ago.

Yeah.

What were you going to ask me?

I have a decision to make that may turn our plans upside down.

What?

Bellevue hospital has asked me to remain on staff for the year.

But we agreed that at the end...

Yeah, Anne I realize that...

This is a remarkable opportunity.

I know you've resisted coming to New York in the past...

You're asking me to go with you?

I couldn't bear another year without you.

I want to be with you too, Gil.

Then come with me,

right now and we'll go immediately.