Anne of Green Gables Page #6

Come on!

Hey Diana, who's your friend?

Anne Shirley.

On your marks. Get set.

I never expected a daughter

of mine to outrun the boys.

I'm very proud of you, Diana.

I think we're heroic

winners, Diana. Don't you?

I think it's a shame that Gilbert

had to lose on account of Moody.

Don't you think Gilbert's handsome?

He is handsome. But I think your Gilbert

is awfully bold to wink at a strange girl.

I wish he'd wink at me.

He's sixteen, but he's in our class.

His father's been ill and

he's been away for two years.

Good. I mean, I don't wanna be

the only one who's behind in school.

That's Mr. Phillips, our school teacher.

He's dead-gone on Prissy Andrews,

and Prissy thinks she's queen bee just

because she's studying her entrance to Queens.

He moons over her something terrible.

That's Josie Pye,

and she mooned over Gilbert.

Oh, Josie just wants attention.

I hope she nearly drowns.

I wish it had been me.

It would be such a romantic

experience nearly to drown.

I heard before that you're a kind

of a strange girl, Anne Shirley,...

but I have a feeling we're

gonna get along really well.

What is your name?

Anne Shirley.

Anne spelled with an "e".

We pride ourselves on

our scholastic record.

And we hope that you will

strive to meet our standards.

Oh, I'm sure I will, Mr. Phillips. I've taught

children younger than myself to read before.

And both my parents were teachers.

I'm positive we'll have a lot in common.

You will share a seat with Diana Barry.

Oh, thank you, Mr. Phillips.

Diana Barry is my bosom friend.

Please take your seat

and read your lesson.

I must work with my Queens-student now.

Alright class. Take out your notebooks.

Memorize the dictation from yesterday.

Hey, Carrots.

Carrots!

How dare you!

Anne Shirley!

What is the meaning of this?

It was my fault, Sir. I was teasing her.

You will stand at the blackboard

for the rest of the day.

I will not tolerate this kind of

indignant temperment in my class.

"Ann Shirley...

has a very bad temper."

And she will learn to control it. You will write

this one hundred times before leaving today.

Anne, wait! I'm sorry for teasing you about

your hair. Don't be mad at me for keeps.

Oh, Anne, how could you? Gilbert

always makes fun of the girls.

He calls me crow-head all the time, but

I've never heard him apologize before.

There's a world of difference between being

called crow-head and being called carrots.

I shall never forgive Gilbert Blythe.

An iron has entered my soul, Diana.

My mind is made up;

my red hair is a curse.

Anne Shirley, I've heard all about it.

Now you open your door at once!

Please go away, Marilla.

I'm in the depths of despair.

Oh, fiddlesticks.

Now, you open this door at once!

Are you sick?

Go away. Don't look at me.

Oh, don't play innocent with me. I'm

so ashamed I don't know where to begin.

What do you mean by breaking

your slate over some boy's head?

He called me Carrots.

I don't care what he called you. You

have no reason to lose your temper.

Anne Shirley!

What have you done to your hair?

Marilla, I thought nothing could be as

bad as red hair. Green is ten times worse.

You don't know how

utterly wretched I am.

I little know how you got into this

fix, but I demand that you tell me.

I dyed it.

You dyed it? For mercy's sake, child.

But he positively assured me it'd

turn my hair a beautiful raven black.

Who did? Who are you talking about?

The peddlar we met on the road today.

I absolutely forbid you to...

What's the use...

Well, I hope that this has opened your

eyes to see where your vanity has taken you.

Well, what shall I do?

I'll never be able to live this down.

I can't face him again.

Gilbert Blythe had no

right to call me carrots.

You really smashed your

slate over that boy's head?

Yes.

Hard?

Very hard, I'm afraid.

I know I should be angry.

I should be furious.

What a way to behave

your first day at school!

But, it you promise me that nothing of this sort will

happen again, I won't say another word about it.

You're not gonna send me back?

I've come to a decision. The trial is

over. You will stay at Green Gables.

Marilla!

I think you may be a

kindred spirit after all.

I shall never, ever

look at myself again.

Well, you're our girl now, and the

prettiest one this side of Halifax.

Alright, now. Stop this nonsense.

Some girls in books lose their hair in fevers

or sell it for money for some good deed.

I'm sure I wouldn't have

minded losing my hair like that.

There's nothing comforting in having

your hair cut off because you dyed it.

This is the very last of the

Queen Anne's Lace for the summer.

Don't worry about your hair.

No one even notices it anymore.

Everytime I look at myself I do

penance by saying how ugly I am.

I don't even try to imagine it away.

Diana, aren't you

supposed to be studying?

I know, but I had to talk to you right away.

That's why I used the white flags.

Well?

Just let me catch my breath.

Mother thought I was upstairs studying, but

I was in the pantry getting some cookies,...

and I overheard her

talking with Mrs. Blair.

They were talking about what happened

with you and Gilbert Blythe,...

and mother said you have a

disposition just like Marilla's.

She said something about Marilla having

been betrothed once, many years ago,...

but because of a quarrel, she never married, and

she's had to live with her brother ever since.

So that's it!

What?

Poor Marilla's been thwarted in love.

It must have been a

supremely tragic romance.

Did they say anything else?

No, but I'll keep my ears open.

I have to go, now.

Mother doesn't know I'm gone.

Good luck on the exam tomorrow.

You, too. I hope you stand first.

I am endebted to you for life.

Alright, class. Time's up.

Place your pencils beside your papers.

I'll collect your papers once everyone has left.

However, before everyone leaves for lunch, I would

like to announce the mathematics half-term results.

The three best standings

are as follows...

First, Gilbert Blythe

Second, Anne Shirley

Third, Prissy Andrews.

I think Miss Andrews has shown

excellent progress under my tutelage.

Class dismissed.

He's only smiling to

congratulate you, Anne.

I think he was trying to rub it in.

Crow-head and Carrots.

Load up, guys. Load up.

They won't come; they're chicken.

I'll take the shortcut through the

pasture, Anne. We can't be late.

Don't be afraid of the bullies, Diana. We'll

be completely civilized and take the road.

I have no intention of arriving

out of breath for our examination.

Charlie Sloan, you meansly little

bully, you ought to be horse-whipped!

This will be the last time I catch you

little trouble makers in my pasture.

These fields are

not a free-for-all!

You frighten my cattle to

death and they won't be milked.

I've never even set a toenail in

your pasture before, Mr. Sadler.

I was really attempting to avenge my

bosom friend, Diana, for being tortured.

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