HETTY: I'll wager you and Jasper haven't two pennies
to rub together.
Hetty...It's not as bad as all that.
Oh..Look at this cupboard.
As bare as a church pew on a Monday.
The poor child is probably starving, here dear.
And of course far be it from either one of you
to bend to ask for help.
Well, Jasper is working very hard.
Inventing things...
Lord knows, people don't want Olivia.
For your information
he is seeing an investor even as we speak.
Olivia,
there happens to be a position availailable
over at the Hillsdale bank
well you know, I have some influence
over Mr. Ambrose, the manager there.
Hetty, Hillsdale is over an hour away.
Steady job... steady wage.
Yes, but it's so confining,
I can't imagine Jasper as a bank teller.
Yes, well could you imagine yourselves living on charity,
'cause that'll be your fate,
mark my words,
if Jasper fails to sell this... this...
what is it he's invented now?
An infallible fishing rod.
Right..ready, yes...
place and ah remember to release.
Ah your thumb.. the..the..ah..
Release!
Of all the lamebrain ...
single-minded, witless inventions of yours
this has to take the cake... ...Dale...
next time you have any brilliant ideas,
call my competitors.
But Mr. Duncan, your coat...
you see, you you forgot to release.
Jasper Dale, how long have you been working here now?
Two weeks, Mr. Ambrose.
Long enough then to tend to your tasks without prompting.
I was counting change when I got to thinking --
if you'll notice
the shapes of each denomination
of coin are different --
I'm well aware of what money looks like.
It seems to me that one could construct a simple devise
with slots adjusted for the coins.
The tellers could cash out in a fraction of the time.
Yesterday it was an automatic bill counting machine.
It wasn't actually auto--
Before that it was a new vault-locking system.
I'm sure I can perfect the locking mech--
Hetty King persuaded me to hire bank teller.
Mr. Dale, that is what I want,
a bank teller, not Thomas Alva Edison.
If you spent as much time attending to customers
as you did dreaming about counting machines
and what have you,
no one would ever need to stand waiting in line.
Am I making myself clear?
Yes sir-- Yes--Perfectly clear.
May I help you?
Made it.
So I see.
The hotel is bustlin' this time of year.
I couldn't get away.
Only thing kept me going
was imagining the wonderful delicacies
you'd have awaiting me here.
That's nice.
Well?
Well what?
I'm ready to stop imaginin' and start tastin'.
Where's the grub?
There is no more "grub."
Ah...what do you mean?
Well, I ate it.
Every last bite.
Either you were more than a wee bit hungry
or I was more than a wee bit late.
I'm hopin' it's the first.
Actually, I barely even had an appetite,
but when you're stranded in the countryside
for more than an hour's time
with nothing around you
but cold chicken and cucumber sandwiches,
there's little else to do but eat them.
An hour?
Can't be --
Cold chicken and cucumber sandwiches, you say?
And fresh berries and homemade ginger snaps.
Sounds positively delectable.
It was.
The next time we plan a picnic together Gus,
I hope that you'll arrive in time
to see the food adorning your plate
rather than my figure.
If there is a next time.
Aww, Felicity.
Give a fella some leeway.
You know how busy the White Sands is in the summer.
Yes, and I'm sure Mr. Tremayne is very glad
to have such a devoted employee as you Gus.
But Unfortunately summer is not my busy season,
and I have do not intend to spend my time off from school
twiddling my thumbs.
Oh I wouldn't mind a little thumb twiddling myself.
Better than waiting tables all day
and rushing home to tend the lighthouse at night.
Why, you can go swimming
read books and take a hike in the woods --
But Gus, I want to do those things with you.
And if I were a gentried lad
instead of a working lad
I'd accommodate your every whim.
I know.
We can still go for a walk by the lily pond.
I'll pick you some cat tails.
I can't go now.
Why not?
Because I need to get home and go straight to bed
to digest all this food I just ate.
I don't feel very well.
Jasper, is that you?
There you are, I was beginning to worry.
Mr. Ambrose had me re-check the day's deposits.
I tried explaining to him
the calculating system that I have devised,
but he's quite resistant to innovation.
You oughtn't let him keep you so late.
Don't want to complain.
Jasper, you're too nice.
No...There's no such thing as being too nice.
Monty's asleep?
I've just taken bread out of the oven.
It will only take minutes to heat up your dinner.
Why don't you go out to your workshop?
That always picks you up.
I think I'll go upstairs and lie down for a bit.
Jasper, you haven't been out to your workshop in over a week.
Oh--Has it been that long?
Uh hum.
Ah--what's the point.
I said wanted three yards of dotted percale.
Isn't that percale...
Dotted Swiss.
Did you get the quilting needle?
Oh Yes, ma'am.
That's a darning needle.
There's a difference?
Ah yes, this would put a hole big enough to
drag a cat through.
Elvira Lawson!
What is it Hetty?
Elvira, would it be asking too much
for a body to actually receive the goods she's requested?
Lionel, Mrs. Jackson needs a five pound bag of flour.
Would you get it out of the back room please?
Right away.
Elvira, why on earth is Lionel Lester working here?
He fell behind on his bill
and it was the only way he could pay it off.
I needed the help, Hetty
but he's costing me more than he's worth.
Not surprised,
the man wouldn't know pique from pigs feet.
He always worked summers in cannery.
Surely he'd be better off there.
Didn't you hear?
Mr. Dunn isn't opening cannery this year.
He's not?
Talk is he wants to convert it into a distillery.
A distillery?
Yes.
In...in Avonlea?
His attorney is here today looking over the property.
Hold these for me Elvira,
I'll pick them up on the way back.
Hetty, Where are you going?
To see a man about a cannery.
HETTY: You have no idea what this distillery will do
to the fair name of Avonlea.
Fair name or no,
Mr. Dunn is now saddled with this monstrosity
and as a businessman,
he fully expects to make a profit
on his investments.
Mr. McCorkadale always made a profit on the cannery
when he ran it.
And Mr. Dunn will make a good deal more selling whiskey.
Yes, well, Avonlea isn't interested
in pedaling of alcohol, I thank you.
And Mr. Dunn isn't interested in what Avonlea wants.
If Mr. Dunn finds himself "saddled with this monstrosity"
as you put it, then why doesn't he sell the place?
Believe me, Miss King, we have tried.
No one wants it.
So unless you are willing to buy the cannery
and go into the lobster business,
the fair town of Avonlea will become the new home
of the Dunn Distillery.
Okay.
You packed us a picnic?
Well, Pierre packed it,
but I begged him to so the credit's mine.
I got Felix to take my shift
just so we could go out to the country.
Oh, I can imagine what you must be paying him.
I'll get my bonnet.
Anyone home?
Oh Felicity dear, Run inside and summons your parents.
Oh well, they've taken Cecily and Daniel to Carmody
to see the travelling show.
Never mind, come to think of it,
Gus Pike, you could be as much help or more, come on.
Felicity and I were just on our way --
Well, then come along, Felicity, but hurry up,
Olivia and Jasper are waiting.
But we just packed a picnic.
Good girl, thank the stars.
I'm famished.
Truffles-- Well come now don't dally.
This is important.
What is?
I've bought the cannery.
[coughing]
OLIVIA: I guess Mr. McCorkadale
didn't believe very much in upkeep and repairs.
Oh my, what have I undertaken?
This here is where the lobster's cooked.
[clatter]
'Needs a bit of glue...
And this here's the main cutting table.
You can't expect people to eat food that's been prepared here.
This table is filthy.
Maybe the heat from the canning
might kill off some of the germs.
Oh Ya yah yah yah...
Lift the table just a bit,
and run the water down constantly
so as to clean it--
Ah, sorry...
Well, it might work.
But we have to carry the lobsters over from the kettle.
And we'd probably kill ourselves
crossing the wet floor.
Well, maybe you-you wouldn't even have to carry them.
Jasper!
I'm alright--I'm alright-- I'm alright.
What's this for?
Oh, that's what they call Bluebeard.
Whyever do they call it Bluebeard?
Well, more than one good wife
has given herself a nasty gash
tryin' to snag a crustacean.
I don't want it!
...Separation of tasks...
not only do you want to bring some kettles...
you need kettles...
[muttering]
Are you trying to say something Jasper?
Ah-no-ah-just-ah-
It seems to me with a few modifications
that the-the cannery be quite efficient...
even economical.
How?
Oh, you run a line...yah you uh...a production line.
See, It's based on the same principle that Mr. Henry Ford
uses in the auto-mobile plants.
Lobsters are somewhat different
than automobiles Jasper.
For sure-for sure-for sure,
yes, for one thing they're not all black.
Hum yep,
now the principles of efficient production are the same.
Now the there,the- the lobsters,
now they are carried in here,
and then they are dumped onto the sorting table.
And then a belt, you see,
a conveyer belt, takes them to the kettles.
Hum yep...
Now once they are cooked another belt takes them off
to...
the cutting table.
That's right, and then, once the meat is taken,
a last belt takes the meat off to the canning room.
Conveyor belts, efficient production,
you sound like Mr. Dunn himself.
You really think it could work?
Oh, yup-yup- yup-yup-sure.
Oh, but the cost, Jasper,
putting in all these contraptions?
I think the innitial expense could be compensated for
by savings in time and labour.
HETTY: It might work.
It will work and we could run it.
Who could?
Jasper and I.
Olivia...
Hetty, Jasper's the only person
who could put this together and make it work.
And I could run the business end of things
by rounding up customers --
I hardly think--
OLIVIA: It can't be that different
from selling ad space at the newspaper
and Mr. Tyler says I just do a crackerjack job at that
and if I can sell ad space
which is nothing
it's just space
well, selling lobsters should be a snap.
Olivia you let me get a word in edge wise! Please!
Thank you.
For one thing Jasper already has a job at the bank.
Oh yes, but Jasper is an inventor, not a banker.
He'll never be happy working there.
We, we can't be happy all the time.
No, but we shouldn't be unhappy all the time.
Besides Hetty, we would be making a living,
a good living, running the cannery.
If it works.
Oh, Jasper will make it work.
Unless you're planning to quit writing
and spend day and night managing the place?
Jasper?
I have a wonderful wife.
Miss King.
May I get you a table?
No thank you, Gus.
I'm here to see Mr. Tremain about a rather urgent matter.
He's in the dining room.
As a matter of fact, Gus Pike,
I'm here to ask him to adjust your work schedule.
Oh, Well, not so much ask him really as tell him.
Has Felicity been complaining to you?
'Cause I don't want no special favors.
No, no, no, I'm the one asking the favor -- of you.
Me?
Yes, you see I've decided to let Jasper and Olivia
run the cannery.
Jasper and Olivia?
So, I need you to take a job there - part time, of course -
just to keep an eye on things.
Well, You're the only one with any experience
in the fish business.
Well, What are you goin' to be doin'?
Me?
Writing my latest novel,
taking care of Montgomery and,
to be honest, trying to Jasper and Olivia's way.
They are bound and determined to make a go of this and,
heaven forbid I should stand in way.
Are you askin' me to be a spy?
Spy!
Yes...
Well...I would ask it, only refuse...wouldn't you,
so I'll settle for you just being there to lend a hand...
Will you Gus?
You know I can't refuse you any favor, Miss King.
Thank you.
Hey... hey... hey... hey...
Excuse me.
How long are they hiring for?
'Better question is how long are they going to last
with Jasper Dale running things?
Yah well, Anything's better than working at Lawson's.
Them women is a terror, let me tell you.
All I know is I better get paid for the time I put in.
Just like a Lester --
only concerned about what's in it for him,
not about doing a good job.
Did you hear something, Ferguson?
I believe I heard a gnat buzzin' around here.
If it gets too close, I'll swat him.
Hold my hat.
Boys, boys! Look there.
Ah, yup, yup, yup, yup...
so ah we'll leave her and see how she goes.
Are you sure?
We'll never find out if you don't....
[loud noise]
Pull it again, Pull it again.
Hold it! Hold it!
Need a lobster.
[loud noise]
It's Goo... good....
up-up-up...
The whole process comes through...
[clatter]
...it comes through here, and the whole concept
is one of continuous and efficient production
and we come to the pot...cooked...
Hey it's your boot.
..of course my boot.
It works.
Of course... it works.
I'd like to buy from you Mrs. Dale but the truth is
I've been buying from Mayfield Cannery
for about the same price
and they guarantee delivery.
Oh yes, But I guarantee
the finest canned lobster available.
I'm sure you'll do your best, but...
But what?
But face it, Jasper Dale knows as much about canning lobster
as chickens know about ballroom dancing.
Mr. Gates.
Because of the new procedures
that my husband has introduced into the cannery
we can give you all the lobster you want
at two cents a can below what Mayfield Cannery is offering.
Two cents below?
Yes, and furthermore if for any reason whatsoever,
we can't completely fill your order,
we'll give you the first five cases free of charge.
Bless my stars.
Is that a deal then?
Perfect.
Indeed.
Well, Is everything ready?
All set to go running pretty as you please.
I guess we start canning lobster tomorrow.
Yes.
Well, we'll see you then.
...yep.
Jasper, are you sure that having a cup of tea this late at night
won't keep you awake.
I couldn't sleep anyway.
Oh yes. It is exciting, isn't it?
You're worried.
No, no, no, no, no, no...
A little.
Jasper?
What?
I'm a little worried too.
But, I know we can do this.
Mr. Ferguson... Mr. Ferguson...
What can I do for you Mr. Dale?
Can I show you how to operate the chain...
Oh no, no, no, it's simple enough Mr. Dale.
But it seems like a lot of trouble to go to --
keepin' em separate and all.
See, I never meant for you to keep them separate.
Oh well, That's a relief.
I thought you said to separate them.
[chuckling]
Here we go..yah, yah..
What I meant, Mr. Ferguson --
Don't you worry Mr. Dale
I've handled lobsters since I was
out of short pants, here see...
[laughing]
The big ones in here and the little ones...
Of all the pea-brained things to do, Lester,
that really takes the cake.
Rackham, you haven't got the sense God gave cows.
I don't suppose you would have the courage
to say that outside.
You boys step outside to the pasture...
Gentlemen, please there's no need to argue.
That pig on two feet over there tried to jam the machine.
You tell that lyin' villain
that I never did no such thing,
and if he wants to get me...
Gentlemen the pressure!
[arguing]
[loud commotion]
Jasper!
I never touched a thing!
I had my hands in my pockets the whole time!
I never touched a thing!
Mr. Dale, better have a look at it.
The... [stammering]
...label's on inside out.
I knew it wasn't right.
Did you feed the labels in right side up or upside down?
Right side up?
Upside down, they need to be upside down.
Right.
[groan]
It was only the first day Jasper.
And I despair of the second.
The machines work for the people...
either they don't understand or don't listen
or or they're too busy fighting...
Well, the equipment's new.
They need time.
We don't have time, Olivia.
Today we canned only a third
of what we anticipated
and what with our getting two cents less per can
then we calculated --
You're blaming me then.
I didn't say that, I didn't say that.
I had to offer it for less,
it was the only way I could sell the lobster.
All my calculations are based on the original price.
Which no one would pay.
But did you have to go and offer cases at no charge
even if we didn't deliver?
It never occurred to me we wouldn't deliver.
You, youself said it would save time and money.
Well...
at two cents less a can we are running at a loss.
And, If this continues have to close up shop in a week.
Three jobs?
Mother, I can't believe that Gus has three jobs.
What am I supposed to do all summer?
Talk to myself in the looking glass?
Oh well, if Gus is busy,
why don't you go to the shore with Sally Potts?
Sally's on vacation with her cousins.
Well, Sarah then.
Mother, Sara's visiting Nanny Louisa in Montreal.
Oh, yah that's right.
Well, Jane Spry hasn't gone anywhere.
Who'd want to go to the shore with Jane Spry?
She won't even dip her little toe in the water
for fear she'll drown.
Oh, mother.
I'm the one that's drowning, in my own boredom.
Oh dear, well, there's no need for that.
I have the perfect thing for you to do.
Really? What?
Harder Felicity... Harder...That's it.
Olivia what are you doing home so early?
Hetty, I'm so angry I could just scream.
What have I done with my notebook?
Oh, It's on the table dear.
Oh, yeah..
Montgomery and I have been working on his letters.
Montgomery is only a year old, Hetty.
Well, it's never too soon to learn.
Is it my boy?
What are you doing?
Oh, There's been a ship run a ground at North Rustico
and Mr. Tyler says the Chronicle is short-handed
and he insists I'm the only person who can cover the story.
This from a man could have time off
to get the cannery going.
But, it will take you the better part of the morning
just going and coming.
Well, Jasper will just have to make do without me.
Oh, by the way, Hetty, we need more baskets for the lobsters.
Well, you'll just have to make do with what you've got.
What?
I've told you Olivia I can't put another penny into this.
I've already spent I intended --
Now, I'm not made of money you know.
Yes all right.
Goodbye Sweetheart...
Goodness.
How much danger were you actually in Captain Horn?
Nearly wound up in little tiny pieces on the rocks
north of the point.
That was a close call I can tell you.
Ah, there were no casualties then?
No but it'll take at least two weeks
to replace the sheared steering gear.
My catch will be ruined.
And what is your catch?
Lobster.
Lobster?
I was going to can it myself on the mainland.
But if you have to wait two weeks...it'll...
They'll spoil, don't I know it.
You should get the lobster off that ship today.
Don't I know it.
Mr. Horn...
Perhaps I could help arrange for their removal?
I thought you said you were a reporter.
Oh, I am,
but as it happens,
my husband and I also run a cannery in Avonlea.
For a fair price, we'd be prepared
to take those lobster off your hands.
Well, I think market price is fair.
I think in a day or two
those lobster will be worthless even as bait.
Yah, Don't I know it.
It's half of what we're paying for lobster now.
Half, my word. Well done.
I figure it could be the difference
between making a profit and just going belly up, Jasper.
Hetty must be pleased as punch.
No, I haven't told Hetty.
I just can't ask her for another penny.
But where are we going to get the m... [stammering]
Money Jasper?
...money to buy the lobster from Mr. Horn?
I know I was rash and impulsive but it was too good to pass up.
I figured we'd find the money someplace.
I'm well aware of your husband's predilection
for inventing, Mrs. Dale.
And I'm sure he has many improvements at the cannery,
I hate to cast aspersions on his abilities
but the bank would need some sort of security,
in case of default.
We're not going to default.
No one goes into a business expecting to fail,
but I assure you
it happens more often than you wish to know.
Perhaps Miss King would care
to put up the cannery as collateral?
No, I'm afraid that would be impossible.
I see.
Well, is there anything you own you can use to secure the loan?
Yes.
That's right Mr. Ferguson.
Now you've got it.
That's a right clever machine once you've got the hang of it.
Oh, Thank you, thank you, thank you.
Certainly beats crossing a slippery floor
with a kettle of lobsters on my back.
Well ah that's, the whole point--
What in heaven's name...
-Let go, you fool. -Not until you apologize.
Not again.
Apologize to you? You're barmy.
My uncle Leo should have killed your father
before you were born.
Mr. Lester... Mr. Rackham...
Someone could get hurt.
That's the whole idea.
Never touch me again!
Give me my hat.
You won't hear the last of this, Lester.
Oh yeah, says you and your old granny.
Leave off.
We're behind as it is we don't need your scrapping
to slow us down any further.
Mr. Dale!
take charge here!
Please, Gentlemen, that will be quite enough.
I think lunch would be in order.
[blows whistle]
Lunch!
If you please could just shake hands and...
[both] No!
Lunch!
The Lesters and the Rackhams have been feuding ever since
Lionel Lester's grandfather sold a blind horse
to Amos Rackham's great-uncle Thomas.
You never should have put them two together.
That's quite apparent to me now.
Then separate them.
I have made that suggestion but neither of them will budge.
If it was me I'd give 'em a good whack.
I could never --
Then give 'em a good tongue lashin'.
It wouldn't be proper to raise my voice.
Then fire them.
They need the work.
That would be unkind. [stammering]
Can't you ever do nothin' that ain't polite?
Beggin' your pardon,
but they aren't gonna have any work
and you aren't cannery if you can't get things
to work better around here.
A person can be too nice, you know.
What do plan to do, kill them with kindness?
[stammering] Kill them with kindness?
After a great deal of observation on my part
I realize the terrible mistake that I've made
in putting you two together.
And, clearly you are the most...
ah...
you two are the most experienced men,
that I have employed.
I know I am.
And me.
And I have a problem on the front end of the line.
And ah not everyone has been able to adapt as quickly
to the new machinery as you men.
Some find it a bit bothersome.
Some aint so forward-thinking as I am.
And me eh.
These are my thoughts precisely.
And I need someone to take over the cutting table.
Well, I'm not leavin' this here cookin' gizmo.
And why should I be the one to go?
Gentlemen, imagine my dilemma.
The Production line is slowing and my two most...
dedicated workers are here,
leaving the cutting table wanting.
And I'm at a loss how to separate you.
Who to do the cutting, and who to run the kettles?
I mean It would take the wisdom of Solomon.
To decide this.
Well you got no further to look, Mr. Dale,
I'm your man for the cutting table.
-Arthur. -You?
I should be the one.
Ain't that just like a Lester -
Gentlemen, let us solve this in the time-honored tradition.
-Pistols! -No, coin!
Heads Arthur does the cutting
and Lionel to the pressure cookers;
tails it's vice versa.
Mind your head, basket on the wire.
Aye, Watch the pressure on the cooker, Ferguson,
you don't want to overheat the meat.
Mind your head! Basket on the line.
Aye aye!
♪ I's the boy that builds the boat... ♪
♪ And I's the boy that sails her.... ♪
♪ I's the boy that catches the fish... ♪
♪ And takes her home to Lizer ♪
Upside down... upside down.
Jasper you did it, you got them working together.
Yeah, now finally, but it's taken too much time.
The day's almost done.
The workers are going to have to work through the night
or the lobster will spoil
and I know if the crew are up to it.
I mean they're tired.
And we're tired.
I don't know if we'll get done in time.
Miss King...
[scream]
Shh!
[quietly] Mr. Ambrose?
What a surprise.
I've come calling on your sister and brother-in-law.
Oh well, they are still at the cannery.
Processing the Horn shipment, no doubt.
That's why I'm here.
In filling out the loan application
Mr. Dale failed to initial one item.
What loan application?
What Horn shipment?
The ship that ran aground at North Rustico
was carrying lobster.
Your sister and brother-in-law borrowed money to buy them all.
How could they borrow money?
If they have no collateral.
Have they?
Miss King, you put me in an awkward position.
It's not my place to reveal-
...to reveal a customer's financial dealings.
No, no, quite, quite right.
That would be most...
unethical...
Sit.
I'm glad you understand.
Why, it would be as wrong as if...
say I were to remind you
Mr. Ambrose that the has dealt with your bank
for over twenty-five years,
that as Sara Stanley's legal guardian
I do have financial say over her considerable estate.
If they fail to pay back the loan
your sister and brother-in-law will lose house.
Their home...
If we keep at this pace
we are going to ruin the meat if it doesn't spoil.
He's right.
If we had another crew be a different story
but at this late hour...
We couldn't find one and we couldn't afford one.
HETTY: Olivia?
Jasper?
Lester...
I need a word with you.
I'm sorry, Hetty we don't have time to socialize right now.
Well, I should say you don't.
Risking your home to borrow money for this.
Please, not now --
And as for you Jasper Dale...
It's been a long day and a long night awaits us.
And um...We would be most appreciative if, you
as family and friend, would lend us hand.
Me? Work here?
I don't think we could manage without you.
Oh but of course...
Thank you.
Let me at those bothersome crustaceans?
Olivia, if you would just show her how..
Oh certainly... Where are you going?
Reinforcements.
Um..we take this little claw apart and um..
Here Olivia let me do it.
Janet, Felix, Felicity, Cecily,
get your things and get a move on.
We've got a night's work ahead of us.
I know it's a great deal to ask.
Now, don't say another word, Jasper,
we're only too happy to help.
Avonlea would be half as interesting a place
without you around.
Mind your heads.. basket on the line...
What are you doing here?
Helping out.
Uncle Jasper asked us.
Are you sure you want to be rollin' up your sleeves
in a place like this?
It's hard work, 'ya know.
Have you ever tried beating the dust out of a woolen rug?
That's hard work.
Besides, I think this may be the most we see of each other
this summer.
Mind your head! Basket on the line!
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Alec...
Jasper. Jasper.
[blows whistle]
Send another load over here.
We've run out.
That's all we've got. That's all we've got!
Oh for goodness sake....
Don't tell me we're out of cans?
No, he means we're out of lobster.
We're finished.
Finished?
We did it!
We canned them all.
Every last one of those crustaceans!
That's right!
[cheering]
Very impressive Dale.
Very impressive indeed.
Um Thank you, thank you, thank you very much.
To tell you the truth, I didn't think you could do it,
but that's quite a nice profit you made.
Oh please.
Thank you Jasper.
May I suggest an investment?
Well, actually we already have one in mind.
We want...uh..uh.. to buy the cannery.
From me? Buy the cannery?
Don't be ridiculous.
Why, you practically lost your own home.
But we didn't.
I know you didn't...
Only because the King family rallied 'round
to bail you out of your predicament.
Rest assured that I've no intention of spending
the rest of my days
canning lobster along side the likes of Lionel Lester.
Hetty, why do you have to be such a stick in the mud.
Olivia, wait, wait, wait
Olivia, maybe your sister has a point.
Goodness knows, I wouldn't want to go into a venture
without her advice and approval.
You wouldn't? Oh that's good.
Absolutely not.
We must face facts Olivia,
we made a fair mess of it before your sister came along.
Jasper --
Well, it's absolutely true.
Well, I wouldn't go as far as that Jasper.
And you're right, you're right
it was the King family that bailed us out.
Well, I won't deny we helped,
but remember it was you
who designed that production line,
and got those workers
operating it properly.
They got the hang of it now.
And, to be fair
it was thanks to Olivia's nose for opportunity
that you able to buy lobsters so cheaply...
Why you both proved yourselves in a time of crisis...
With the operations running smoothly..
You've managed to turn a handsome profit.
It's quite clear to me Jasper.
You and Olivia simply have to buy the cannery.
And that's that. Am I right?
Mr. Dale?
Oh ah Mr. Ambrose?
When you have some free time, I wonder if you could stop by
and tell me again suggestions you had
to improve performance and efficiency at the bank.
Oh that would be a pleasure, Mr. Ambrose.
That would be a pleasure.
Oh!
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