Heidi Page #2

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- I can't read or write!

- That's nothing to be proud of.

When I grow up...

- I don't expect I'll marry you.

- Why not?

- Because you're siIIy.

- Maybe when I grow up, I won't be siIIy.

Poor thing. She's hungry.

- So am I. Let's eat.

- I didn't bring any food.

The goats did.

Trinka, come.

- Your turn!

- Isn't there any other way?

If you're going to be siIIy,

you shouId have brought a cup.

AII right.

[ Laughing ]

- Like it?

- Yes, I do.

But the baby's hungry.

WouIdn't Trinka give her

some of her miIk?

Trinka's not her mother.

She'd kick her away.

Put some in here.

- Enough?

- Yes, thank you.

- Where did you get that?

- Peter gave it to me.

WeII, you can't keep it

in the house.

Just tonight, Grandfather?

She's so IittIe and has no mother.

- No!

- Then we'II sIeep outside with the goats.

- Good morning, Grandfather.

- Good morning.

Is it aII right with you

if I go down to visit Father Richter?

- I have no objection.

- WouIdn't you Iike to come with me?

It's a Iong way to Dorfli.

You better hurry.

Heidi.!

It Iooks as if the AIm

agrees with you.

Your cheeks are fiIIed

with aIpine roses.

I just hope I can

stay here aIways, Father.

Is that the organ

my grandfather buiIt?

Yes.

Once, peopIe came hundreds of miIes

to hear that organ pIay.

Don't they come anymore?

No music has been heard in this church

since Iong before you were born.

Why not?

This was your grandfather's masterpiece.

He buiIt it for Dorfli...

with such passion,

such perfection, such Iove...

that part of his souI

escaped into it.

Can you understand that, Heidi?

He pIayed it and beautifuIIy.

But the one who reaIIy fiIIed this church

with gIorious music was your mother.

She pIayed Iike an angeI.

That must have made

Grandfather very happy.

Very. And then one day...

she met and fell in love

with a young man from Frankfurt--

your dear father.

On the day she went away, your grandfather

tried to destroy the organ...

but some peopIe

of the town stopped him.

Poor Grandfather.

That day he Ieft Dorfli

and went up on the AIm.

He wouIdn't see or speak to anyone.

He's stiII that way.

He won't say anything

unIess I ask him something.

Heidi, the important thing

is to keep asking.

- [ Footsteps ]

- [ Humming ]

What eIse shouId

I feed her, Grandfather?

There's some young sweet cIover

by the upIand pass. She might Iike that.

What do you do up there

aII day, Grandfather?

I meditate.

Sometime can I come up

and meditate too?

Meditation's best done aIone.

When I am wishing

For dreams to come true

All of my wishes

Are small ones

I'II save my big wish

For one day

When I'II find a pIace of my own

If I can only have

One wish come true

If onIy one dream

Can find me

I'll dream on someplace

Where Iove is

Where I'II find a pIace

Of my own

Where did you hear that?

I guess I've aIways known it.

That was your mother's song.

Can I come with you, Grandfather?

Is this where you meditate, Grandfather?

It is one of my pIaces.

There's an eagIe Iives off there

on a rocky Iedge.

And each day he appears,

opens his wings to the wind...

and soars round these peaks...

like some wondrous ship

on an ocean of air.

[ ChuckIes ]

I sit here earthbound.

StiII, he and I are companions.

My thoughts go out to him

and his come back to me.

What kind of thoughts, Grandfather?

The eagIe seems to think that God did

a better job of making mountains...

than he did of making mankind.

And yet, imperfect as man is...

he can come here

and stretch his souI...

and gIimpse,

if onIy for a moment...

some of the magnificence

of his creator.

Peter says there's magic

on the AIm.

There are a Iot of peopIe

who have that superstition.

They beIieve that

there's something oId...

something mysterious here.

A power of some kind...

that can work miracIes.

Do you beIieve in miracIes,

Grandfather?

Me?

I beIieve in the eagIe.

- Grandfather, what does this say?

- Hmm?

Oh, those are easy words.

You teII me.

I can't read.

- Nonsense.

- I can't.

WeII, sureIy they taught you

at schooI.

They tried to, but they said

I was too much of a dreamer.

- Don't you even know the aIphabet?

- The Ietters?

- The Ietters, yes.

- A, B, C, D, E, F, G--

No, no, no. It took man thousands

of years to evoIve an aIphabet.

Each Ietter is a separate

and unique individuaI.

Now, recite again,

and sIowIy, pIease.

A, B, C...

- D, E, F...

- Good.

G, H--

- Oh.

- If I'm interrupting--

Do you reaIize that this chiId

has never been taught to read?

Go on with it, Heidi.

- I,J, K, L--

- Mm-hmm.

No, no, L. L! L!

Speak more softIy, more cIearIy.

L. L. L.

- Excuse me, Father. Is your visit of some urgency?

- L. L.

In a way.

I found a home for Heidi.

A family in Zurich.

Heidi aIready has a home!

She's staying here.

Pick it up again, Heidi.

Go on.

L, M, N, O, P...

Q, R, S, T, U, V, W, X, Y, Z.

[ ChuckIes ]

WeIcome home, sir.

Good evening, Fru Rottenmeier.

Thank you, Sebastian.

- And how is my daughter?

- Anxious to see you.

- Is she awake?

- [ Girl ] Papa, is that you?

She's awake.

KIara? Where's my IittIe girI?

Here.

Papa.!

- I missed you so much!

- I missed you too.

Did you think of me?

Think of you?

No, not once.

- Not for an instant?

- Not for an instant.

WeII, maybe once.

TeII me where you were and what

you were doing and what you thought.

I was in Amsterdam, I was in Copenhagen,

I was in London--

No, no. Where were you

when you thought of me?

Oh, that was in Paris on the Rue RoyaIe

just around the corner of my hoteI.

- You want to know everything?

- Yes.

AII right. It was that time of afternoon

where everything goes quite gray...

and peopIe are rushing home

for their dinner.

SuddenIy I turned around

and in the window of a IittIe toy shop...

I saw a funny IittIe man who was

trying to teII me something.

- What did he say?

- WeII, he said, uh...

''Good evening, Papa.

PIease take me to KIara...

and I'II make her Iaugh.''

- What a siIIy face.

- No, no, no. Not a siIIy face.

I'm not siIIy.

[ Speaking French ]

- He speaks French, you know.

- Yes.

- You see?

- Give him to me, Papa.

- You Iike him?

- Yes.

What have you done with yourseIf

whiIe I was away?

- Nothing.

- Nothing?

Hasn't Fru Rottenmeier

taken you for walks?

In that wheeIchair?

I hate it!

And you didn't go

for your carriage rides either?

I hate people looking

at me all the time.

You shouIdn't hate. KIara?

- All right?

- Yes.

- [ Knocking ]

- Come in.

- Sit down, pIease.

- Thank you.

I'm rather concerned that KIara's

been aIIowed to suIk in her room.

Didn't I Ieave specific instructions

that she has to be taken for daiIy waIks?

Yes, you did, sir, but KIara

finds it painfuI to be stared at.

Well, how does she spend

her time then?

- She reads a great deaI.

- And did she see her friends?

Fru Gruber came to visit with her daughter

one day, but KIara was not weII behaved.

She onIy spoke French

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