Anne of Green Gables: The Continuing Story Page #8

Et vous, mon enfant,

d'ou venez-vous?

Ah, je suis...

Canadienne,

je suis Canadienne.

Ah, Canadienne!

C'est tres bon.

On a beaucoup de canadiens

ici dans notre village.

Vous cherchez une famille

pour s'occuper

de I'enfant, c'est ca?

Oui, ah... S'il vous plait,

watch him.

Garde-le, s'il vous plait,

while I helples malades.

Have you seen Dr. Blythe here?

He's supposed to have returned

from the clearing station.

I know they were trying to...

evacuate the station when we left.

None of them troops have

returned yet.

Oh, I'm so close.

I just saw him.

You'll meet up again, love.

Calm down.

I'm sorry. I've been

searching for months.

Did any of the American

troops come here?

Sorry, love... all this noise

about yanks joining the war,

and I haven't seen one of them

set foot on French soil yt.

I see.

Can I help?

Some of them blokes

are in dire pain.

Slip these under their

tongues with a little water.

Morphine.

Anne?

Anne.

Anne.

Oh, my Lord.

Fred?

It is you.

Fred.

Oh, Fred, we thought we'd lost you.

Not yet.

Oh, gracious Providence.

All Avonlea's taken you for dead.

C-can you find someone

to treat this?

Yes... Yes, of course, of course.

Fred, here.

Here, Fred.

Slip this under your tongue.

Right, all right, I'll come back.

Oh, Gracious Providence.

Oh, Fred... Hang on.

Nurse, nurse, can you

get someone to help

clean and disinfect

this soldier's wound.

Sorry, dear. Soon as a doctor's free.

All right.

Fred, oh, Fred.

How are my little ones, Anne?

How's Diana?

Everyone was fine, I think.

Uh... I've written to Diana.

I've been travelling around so

much, she doesn't know how to...

Fred... I'm prattling on.

They say I can't fight any more.

C-can you get me home?

Gil can help.

Gil?

I saw him at the field hospital.

He's coming from the clearing station.

All right, Fred.

Is anyone going

back to bar-le-duc?

There's nothing left.

The Germans completely

razed the field hospital.

Did you see my husband leave?

I don't know.

Didn't he leave the clearing station?

Please tell me what happened.

Fred!

Fred?

Oh, my God.

Oh, no, no.

Dominic!

Mon pere!

Father...

Oh, no.

Dominic... Dominic!

Here we go, here we go.

Help me, please help me.

I have to get this man loaded on.

I'll help.

I'll help you.

Where's this convoy departing for?

All the way to Boulogne, I think.

I have to get a few of these

casualties back to England.

This whole town has to keep moving.

Ah, Mrs. Blythe.

We need you or here.

Get that ambulance over here!

Step this way. Hurry now.

Please, my husband

didn't get out, did he?

I can't say. Get in please.

We've no time to even think.

No, wait, please.

The baby.

Give it up to one of

the townswomen, please!

Oh, it's like

a state of siege, isn't it?

You can't take the mum

away from her baby.

Will you get out of

the bloody way, we're trapped!

Any other vehicles from Bar-le-Duc?

No, this is it.

Everybody else left in the field

is either captured or killed.

I have to go to the convoy

that's departing for Boulogne.

I have a friend in the truck.

I have to see that gets out.

You relax. Can't get

any worse for him.

Load the men back on.

Can't afford to spend the night

in this area. Come on.

I need someone over here.

He needs to be fed.

Can we get some milk?

You help unload.

I'll take him to the infirmary.

I've got him.

Right.

W-where's officer Wright?

He was in your truck.

You want to find somebody, lady?

Get back on the next

convoy to the front.

But stop wandering around when...

these men are clambering for help.

It's all right, it's all right.

Settle down now.

Let me help you.

Soldier, listen to me.

Look, look at me.

You must listen to me.

Nurse?

Officer Wright?

He's over there, ma'am.

Doctor...

I know this man.

How can I help him?

Well, I had to amputate the arm

to remove the gangrene.

I've done all that I can do.

See that he's lucky enough

to get shipped out.

Fred... Fred?

What's going to happen to me?

I'm going to get you home.

Fred, I'm going to get you home.

I saw their faces

when you went missing.

I'm going to get you home

to your children.

Can I get him on the next

ship out of port?

All right.

Cover him up,

and don't anyone hear him cry.

We're leaving for Paris, Tilda.

The station at the embassy...

needs massive help.

Excuse me?

Can I, can I trouble you further?

Yes.

Can you... Can you take this note

to the embassy

on the chance that

my husband's whereabouts

become known to the Red Cross?

My man is missing too.

It's all we can do but try.

I'll get you home, Fred.

You'll see your loved ones soon.

You'll be all right, Fred.

Here Fred, here.

This is the first stage of the

journey home

I'll verify this is the place.

You go ahead, Anne.

We'll be fine.

No, we've not seen hide nor hair

of that Garrison chap for months.

He requested that we leave

everything as is.

I had my concerns at one point

he was a spy.

He said everything was paid for.

Oh, yes, to the letter.

Always six months in advance.

And we do like those

American Greenbacks.

Are you a relative, dear?

Oh, heavens no.

I'm Canadian.

I worked with Mr. Garrison

in New York.

Not married?

I have a child

and an invalid officer to support,

if you know of any jobs.

Few jobs these days, with

everyone evacuating the city.

We're on tenterhooks

for this horror to end.

I'm strong from so much...

physical work at the front.

And I'm prepared to do

any manual labour,

even here at the hotel.

Well, per...

only opportunity

for women these days

is volunteer work and

such at the Red Cross.

Thank you.

We hope you'll be comfortable.

Can't promise anything, Madame.

Mr. Wright is on a list

for the earliest...

shipment of vets back to Canada...

in two months.

Nothing sooner?

Only if you're willing to pay.

She says the children are well.

Not a word about herself.

How is Anne?

Doesn't ask about me.

Oh, Fred.

Let me help.

Fred.

Last thing she told me was how

she prayed you two

would have another chance.

She loves you, Fred.

It's hard being cooped up in here

with you typing like a fiend.

I'm sorry.

I didn't realize I was bothering you.

I'm just trying to get these

notes from the front typed up

while they're still fresh

in my mind... there.

All these months I wish I had it

in me to say goodbye to them.

Maybe I should get out

and get some air.

Thank you.

Probably do us both some good.

All right.

Everything's going to be fine, Fred.

I'll get you home.

You'll see your loved ones soon.

If they can bear the sight of me.

Over here, miss.

Missy.

Where is this Mr. Garrison posted?

He's connected to a General

Pershing. That's all I know.

We last saw each other

at Bar-le-Duc.

General Pershing is involved right now

in setting up a telephone

network across France.

Officer Garrison could be anywhere.

If I were to send

a cable to the General?

You can only try.

Baby arrived safely in London.

Not everything worked out.

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