[♪]
Lovely, - Just lovely. Both of you.
Thank you. Thank you.
As was the dinner, Clive.
As usual, thank you.
You're very welcome, Muriel.
Izzy - would you get the tea and dessert?
Right away.
Is anything wrong, Clive?
Yes, yes...
no.
Nothing wrong.
Well, why don't I go help Izzy in the kitchen, shall I?
Muriel...?
Yes Clive?
Muriel...
Clive, what is it?
Marry me.
What?
Will you?
Yes.
Oh my...
[♪]
Getting married?
Miss Stacey and your father?
That's great!
What's the matter?
I thought that's what you wanted.
I thought so, too.
But I don't know.
It's been my father and me for so long,
with Morgan and Arthur gone.
It'll be great, Iz.
You'll have someone to take your side in arguments.
I suppose.
Pierre's making crepe suzette today.
Muriel, you can't possibly be married in a few weeks,
not even the church has been confirmed yet with the minister.
Hetty, we simply haven't set the final date yet, that's all.
Besides Clive and I have agreed we want the wedding
to be small and dignified.
That may be so, there'll be a thousand and one details
to attend to -- reception, the flowers, the music . . .
Hetty, you are not listening.
We don't want to make a fuss.
That may well be.
Even a modest ceremony requires a modicum of preparation.
Now look here Muriel, if you haven't the time,
then I am willing to assist you with the arrangements.
All right, Hetty . . .
You win.
Fine, we'll get together this evening after supper.
So we can go through the details.
I'll get Olivia to stop by as well.
And Janet too, come to think of it.
Of course, she'll insist on bringing Aunt Eliza with her,
but nevermind...
...and don't forget, I fully expect your essays on
"A Governor General's Visit"
to be completed by the end of term...
I'll be away for a week on personal business.
Very important business - and I plan on marking them then.
Izzy, Davey and Dora's after school, pass it on...
Davey and Dora's after school, pass it on...
Davey -- Rose Cottage after school.
The whole class is chipping in.
Davey?
Davey Keith!
You appear to be uncharacteristically engrossed
in your studies today, Master Davey?
Yes, Sir -- I mean no, Sir.
It's educational, honest.
Well, if you find this educational, I know you'll find
staying after school to clean out the stove
an inspiring lesson as well.
Yes, Sir...
We can't buy them something from Miss Stacey's own store --
can we?
It's either that or we go all the way to Carmody.
We don't have to tell her who we're shopping for.
And besides, if they don't like what we buy them,
she can always sell it again.
Fond of buccaneers are we, Master Davey?
Yeah, I think they're swell.
''Swell'' are they?
Cut-throat braggarts pillaging, terrorizing,
leaving suffering and misery in their wake?
Yeah, they must of had a crackerjack time!
Come here.
You may appreciate this then - "Treasure Island",
it's one of my favourites.
You may borrow it if you like.
I can?
Yes, you may.
It is a good deal superior to the dubious adventures
of Black Jack, I can assure you.
Gee, thanks, Mr. Pettibone.
Off you go, lad.
Eighty four, eighty-five, eighty-six cents.
Still not enough to buy them something really special.
Yeah, after all, you are getting a new mother.
Miss Staley's not my mother.
My father's just marrying her that's all.
Have it your way, Izzy.
Don't you have any idea what we could get them?
I don't know Miss Stacey all that well.
You will.
Just wait til she's your stepmother.
She'll have you scrubbin' floors from noon til night
just like Cinderella.
That's just a fairy tale, Wiley.
Our cousin got a stepmother and his life changed,
none for the better neither.
Who wants to hear about your stupid cousin anyway?
Why don't we go to the store and see
what we can get for eighty-six?
Good idea.
Izzy, don't tell your father.
It should be a surprise.
Dora, do you know anyone who has a stepmother?
A girl at the orphanage where Mrs. Lynde taught piano.
Why was she in an orphanage if she had a stepmother?
I don't remember.
Eighty-six cents?
We're gonna need at least a whole dollar to get them
something really swell.
Yeah, like a honeymoon trip to Halifax.
Oh, right.
And when they get back we'11 throw them a big party
with we all the money we've got left over.
Come on.
"I'll find something!"
"Stop shoving!"
.....Izzy...
Hello Miss Stacey.
"Say what about this?"
"I saw it first."
Children...
children...
Is there anything I can help you to find?
No, thanks.
Find anything?
Not for eighty-six cents.
We need a present.
What sort of present?
Birthday? Christening?
Anniversary?
It's for a special occasion.
Oh, I see.
Miss Stacey - how much is that pirate cup right there?
Wow!
It's perfect!
A dollar twenty-nine?
Perfect, except for the price that is.
Maybe we could raise more money?
Why don't we talk about this outside.
Yes.
We were just leaving.
Don't sell it to anybody else, though, please!
I promise!
Hey Kid...
kid, c'mere.
Who me?
...... Actually, I'm kinda going someplace.
Forget it, Hawk.
He doesn't want to hear about the money.
Money?
What money?
Kid, do you believe in magic?
Don't waste your time on the runt, Hawk.
He'd be too scared to pull it off.
I would not!
Scared of what?
This old sea dog come in last month on the Annabelle Lee,
told us about it...
by the light of the winter moon, you find yourself a tombstone
with an angel on it...
You mean in the graveyard?
At night?
I told you he was a pipsqueak!
I am not!
What comes after finding the angel?
You hide as much money as you can lay your hands on
under a red rock at the foot of the grave.
Come the light of morning, your money's doubled.
Wow!
Hey, if this works so good, how come
you didn't do it yourselves?
Well, we did!
But after the third time, the charm gets broke.
And unless you pass the secret on to a stranger,
you suffer some dire,
horrible you suffer some fate, right Quint?
Surely.
The ol' sea dog told us about this fellah who kept it
to himself, and next thing you know, his tongue shriveled up
like a spider on a hot stove.
Fell clean out of his mouth.
I don't know...
I told you he wouldn't dare.
Come on, Hawk.
[♪]
Felix Mr. Pettibone - Congratulations.
The telegraph operator told me that you're to be the new
Chief Superintendent of Schools.
It's merely an offer.
Oh.
Thank you, Felix - and - let's just keep this to ourselves.
I want to tell Izzy myself later tonight.
All right?
You can rely on me Mr. Pettibone.
Good lad.
Father?
Izzy.
What are you doing up so late?
Father . . .
when you marry Miss Stacey - will I have to call her mother?
Not if you don't want to.
Come here.
It won't really change anything will it?
Between you and me - never.
[♪]
[laughter]
... now, where were we?
Janet, you're making the wedding cake and Eliza you're in charge
of the flowers, decorations. . .
What about your dress?
Yes.
Did you choose a pattern or are you going to order
one from the catalogue?
I thought I'd wear something that I already have.
I've never heard such piffle!
You can't be married in something
the groom's already seen!
It's bad luck.
Bad luck.
Very well then.
I guess I still have time to sew something.
I just got in a lovely bolt of green satin.
Green?
That will never do.
Why ever not?
Must I be the one to tell you?
Married in green; ashamed to be seen.
Really?
I didn't know that.
Well now you do.
Right, now you can borrow my veil.
Something old something new -
Something borrowed, something blue.
Yes.
I do know that.
Ladies, so now we've organized the cake, the refreshments
and most of the reception, but -
Oh, - Izzy will be your Maid of Honour.
I haven't really asked her yet.
She's been rather odd with me lately.
That's quite natural.
Before, you were just a friend, and now you're
about to be her step-mother.
She just needs time to get used to having a new mother,
that's all.
I guess that's something we're all going to have
to get used to.
Davey?
Where are you going?
Shhhh!
I've just gotta do something.
Keep mum.
Why should I? Where are you going?
I can't tell you.
But if it works, I'll tell you about it in the morning.
I hate boys.
[♪]
Get away from my grave!
Criminy, Wiley!
You scared me half to death!
What're you doing here?
Asked you first.
Well, these fellahs told me how if I leave
some money on a grave...
It did? - Surely did.
I left a penny here last night.
Got two this morning.
This time I'm gonna leave a whole nickel.
Jeepers!
But you have to find your own angel, this one's mine.
Come on, Wiley, this is the only angel in the whole graveyard.
Well, I reckon it'll still work.
[♪]
Hook, line ...
And sinker.
[♪]
Father - I could hardly believe it.
This is wonderful news.
I'm very happy for you.
Thank you, Arthur.
I can hardly believe it myself.
Miss Stacey sounds like a wonderful woman -
I'm sure you'll be very happy.
Thank you son.
And - there's more news.
I've just been offered the position
of Chief Superintendent of Schools.
That will be quite a feather in your cap, father.
Yes.
But with Muriel and I about to marry, I'm not sure she'll
welcome the prospect of my gallivanting
all over the island.
And then there's your sister.
What about Izzy?
She's always adored Muriel, but, all these changes
are bound to be upsetting.
I'm sure she'll be delighted.
Both of them will realize the promotion
is a tremendous opportunity.
The two of them alone will have lots of time
to get to know one another.
Besides, Izzy could use a woman's hand, I think.
I agree with you there.
Let's not mention this to anyone.
I have to go to Charlottetown for a final interview.
I'll tell them when I return.
I want to tell them both.
I'm very happy you're here, Arthur.
But what if it didn't work this time?
Then you get your nickel back.
What're you got to lose?
Oh boy!
Two nickels!
Jeepers!
Sixteen cents!
You cotta be fibbing.
This is great.
Just think if I'd put a whole dollar down.
You got the touch, Davey.
Now we can get enough money for the pirate mug.
What - waste a chance like this on a present for a teacher!
But we've got eighty-six cents now.
We double it, we have enough for the pirate mug.
Then we'll put whatever left back on the grave.
We'll be rich.
We'll be heroes!
We'll be rich heroes!
This is better than buried treasure!
[♪]
eighty eight, eighty nine, ninety.
[♪]
That was a wonderful dinner Miss Stacey.
But when I invited you, I didn't intend for you also
to cook the meal.
It was my pleasure, Arthur -
and, please won't you call me Muriel.
All right - Muriel.
So, father didn't tell us about your wedding plans.
Well it seem that everyone expects us to have quite
the traditional wedding.
What's that mean?
I suppose it means that Arthur will be your father's best man
and if you want to, Izzy, I'd very much like you
to be my Maid of Honour.
Oh.
Only if you'd like to.
She'd love to.
Wouldn't you Iz?
Yes.
We could find a nice pattern and some fabric
from the store for a new dress.
We could make it together.
You don't have to do that.
But I'd like to.
You could find something
that would match father's morning coat.
Yes!
But he has to wear his uniform.
Why would he?
He has to.
That's what he wore when he married mother.
Izzy .
See how dashing he looked.
He was in the army then
Yes, your mother was very pretty woman.
You look just like her.
Thanks.
Izzy - you'll help me with dessert.
I wasn't very old when she died.
But I still remember little things.
She used to brush my hair at night.
Her hands always smelled like rosewater.
C'mon Iz - we'll put on a pot of tea.
Oh, please Arthur, not on my account, I really must be going.
But your wonderful cobbler.
Yes, you and Izzy please enjoy it.
I'm sorry...
I really have to go.
Sorry.
Why'd you do that Iz?
Do what?
Miss Stacey was only trying to be nice.
I didn't do anything.
It's not easy for her either.
Marrying a man with a family.
What would you know about it?
You never liked living here with father.
I do.
And I don't want anything to spoil it.
But nobody cares how I feel now do they?
Izzy...
[♪]
That makes ninety-three cents.
Still thirty-six cents to go.
We may not even have to worry about a wedding present.
Come on, dinner couldn't have been that bad.
Miss Stacey's not even excited about the wedding.
I don't know why she wants to get married, anyway.
What about your father?
He still wants to, I guess.
The whole things my fault: I'm the one who got them together
in the first place.
But you did it because your father needed a companion.
And now he's got one.
Trouble is I'm not sure if I want her around all the time.
I thought you liked Miss Stacey?
I do, but that doesn't mean I'm ready for her to be my mother.
Girls, it's getting late.
Izzy dear, you'd best run along.
Sure, Miss King.
And button up.
It's cold out there.
Wait.
Wait for me.
I'll walk you to the gate.
[♪]
Wiley! Wiley!
Where are you?
Wiley, Wiley, this isn't funny!
[♪]
Thanks, Captain Clayton.
[♪]
Thanks, Captain Clayton.
Yes.
Olivia, that's nice, very nice.
Muriel, not upset about anything, are ya?
No, of course not.
Just pre-wedding jitters I guess.
I'd like a dress of this sateen - in bright yellow.
Dora, we don't handle items we don't intend to purchase,
now do we?
Must be quite a handful.
Two children.
All by yourself.
I must admit, at first, I did wonder what I got myself into.
We seem to have reached an accommodation.
Dora, there'll be no sweets child.
Yes, Miss King.
But still they keep you on your toes.
Especially Davey.
Oh, not really, they're not nearly as full of surprises
as my Sara Was.
Well, once Felicity locked herself in her room,
she wouldn't eat for a week.
Sara, remember, forever scheming the grand adventures.
Girls are the worst aren't they?
Especially when they're at that difficult age when they're
no longer children and they're not adults, either.
Like Izzy.
Well precisely. .
Oh not to worry - but Izzy's got a good head on her shoulders.
- Ah, Janet...
This is much nicer.
[♪]
Take that, you scurvy swab!
Avast, ye son of a sea dog!
Where were you last night?
My pa caught me trying to sneak out.
I had to come out here all by myself.
But I did it.
[♪]
Oh no!
What?
It's gone!
The money is gone!
Oh no!
[♪]
Davey!
The magic didn't work.
I don't think it had nothing to do with that old angel.
Whaddya mean?
I mean we was hornswoggled!
Flimflammed, Hoodwinked!
Bamboozled!
So what're we donna do now?
We?
You stole the class money.
I never stole it!
I borrowed it!
I only did it so we could get the pirate mug.
You think anyone's gonna believe that?
If I was you, I'd hop the next steamer headed south.
No!
We've got to find those hooligans.
Davey!
Give it back!
And don't bother trying to tell me
you didn't take the class money.
I did, but I was gonna give it back, honest.
Only he don't have it.
On account of it was stolen.
I hate boys!
[♪]
What a stupid trick.
Who'd you believe those boys?
I first seen'em hereabouts.
They must be around here someplace ...
I sure wish Nat had come with us.
We'll be lucky if they haven't shipped out already.
There!
That's one or gem now!
And he's eating our money already!
There were two of them.
Where's the other one?
Let's follow him.
Right.
He'll lead us to their hideout.
And our money I hope.
Now they're both mad at me.
So, why don't you just tell you don't want her
to be your mother.
Because, he wants her to be my mother.
So does Arthur.
That way, they can both get rid of me.
Gee, I didn't think a wedding could get so complicated.
But if your father doesn't marry Miss Stacey, what will happen
to you when he becomes Chief Superintendant of Schools?
What?
He got a telegram.
He's been made the Chief Superintendant for the province.
I hope you don't have to move away?
I don't believe it!
How could he not tell me!
He was going to tell you that night.
I guess he didn't.
I bet everybody knows except for me.
I bet she even knows.
He plans to leave me with her.
Izzy - wait!
Why didn't you tell me!
Tell you...
- Felix King.
You're planning to leave me here with Muriel Stacey
or send me off to boarding school like Morgan.
Well, I won't go!
I won't!
Izzy, please.
I haven't accepted the position yet.
But you're going to, aren't you?
We'll discuss this in a civilized manner!
Why don't you discuss it with her!
She's the only one you care about anyway!
Izzy!
Clive, what's going on?
I've been offered the position
of Chief Superintendant of Schools.
That's wonderful news -- well isn't it?
Why is Izzy so upset?
The job would require me to travel all over the province.
Meetings on the mainland -
I'd be away from home a good deal of the time.
And Izzy and I would be left here together.
I see.
I haven't taken the job, Muriel.
Oh, Clive, climb down from your high horses will you! ?
You want this position.
What you don't want are the complications
that go along with it.
It is a conundrum, isn't it.
Then why don't I make it easier for you?
Why don't we just call it off, shall we?
Muriel - what are you saying?
Have you changed your mind?
Clive, it's for the best.
If you accept this job, we'll be living apart
most of the time anyway.
If you don't you'll come to resent me for it,
and Izzy needs time to sort out her feelings too.
The last thing you need is a wife
to complicate the situation.
So, Muriel and I have decided to postpone the wedding.
But Father....
And, I shall wire Charlottetown and tell them
that I decline the position of Chief Superintendant of Schools.
[♪]
You do care for Clive don't you?
Well then, what is this really all about?
Oh Hetty, being a wife is one thing.
Being a mother is something else again.
I see.
It's Izzy?
She and Clive have a life all their own --
I'm not quite sure I'm ever going to be able to fit into it.
Well, I'm hardly the one to be giving advice on the raising of
children, but, I find if you let them you care for them,
that you are there when they need you,
and that you love them,
I suppose, they do seem to come around eventually.
Oh, Hetty.
Muriel, it's not possible you're just plain scared
of getting married and that Izzy is but an excuse?
Hetty -- I just don't know.
Well, you'd best figure that out,
and soon before it's too late.
[♪]
It's true.
What's true?
You look look like her.
Mother I mean.
But temperamentally, you take after father.
He still wants to marry her, doesn't he?
Yes.
But he isn't because of me.
He loves you more than anyone, Iz.
He'd never do anything that would make you unhappy.
Even if it meant that he would be miserable
for the rest of his life.
Even so.
Do you really not like Miss Stacey?
No.
I do.
I just...
You won't lose father, you know.
But your life with him will change anyway.
You're growing up, and one day, you'll either leave for school,
or your regiment, or a young man, but you will leave.
Promise you'll visit more often.
I promise.
Nothing's ever easy, is it?
No.
Nothing ever is.
When I'm finished, we could go tobogganing
or skating on the pond.
I guess.
If you want.
Anything wrong?
You're awfully quiet.
Felix, do you think we'll change?
What do you mean?
You know - grow up, move away, change.
Well, of course.
Everyone does, you know.
It's what makes life so exciting,
'cause you never know what will happen next.
That's just the problem - not knowing about things -
or people.
People change sort of, but deep down feelings stay the same.
I mean, Felicity and I fight a lot,
but we're always there for each other.
I suppose.
Still thinking about Miss Stacey and your father.
I've really made a mess of things.
I was the one that wanted them to get together
in the first place.
He was so lonely and now he's miserable.
It's nothing that can't be changed.
I've found that a heartfelt apology goes a long way,
especially with someone who loves you anyway.
You think so?
You're hearing this from a champion at messing things up -
just ask my parents.
Thanks Felix.
You're welcome.
[♪]
Miss Stacey?
Goodness, Izzy - I was just doing some rearranging...
I was just passing by and I was thinking about everything...
I just...
What is it, Izzy?
I just wanted to say I didn't mean it.
I really don't know what I meant.
I know that.
You do?
Then why aren't you marrying father?
It's complicated, Izzy.
Sometimes it's hard to change.
I was afraid at first, not knowing what would happen.
But people's feelings for each other don't change -
not real feelings:
So now, I think it's kind of exciting.
Don't you?
[♪]
Father?
Izzy - Am I disturbing you?
No, no.
I was thinking it might be pleasant if we took a trip
at the end of term.
Just you and I.
What do you think?
Only if you want to.
This whole business - I was wrong.
I should have been more considerate of your feelings.
No, it was me.
I'm sorry I acted the way I did.
I should never have spoken to you and Miss Stacey like that.
Never mind.
That's all water under the bridge.
No it isn't, father.
You still love Miss Stacey, don't you?
I suppose I do.
But, your happiness...
I won't be happy unless you're happy.
And I like Miss Stacey.
I won't lie to you, Izzy.
Our lives would change.
But everything always does - it's supposed to.
I don't know if Muriel feels the same.
Then we'll just have to ask her.
Izzy - we can't just march over to the store
and demand an answer.
We'll just have to tell her how we feel, that's all.
And I know she'll say yes.
Are you're sure?
I'm sure.
[♪]
Can't you count any faster?
You're the one went to school.
They have our money all right.
Right in my scarf.
How are we gonna get it back?
We have to use our heads.
We could smoke them out.
Wiley, give me your scarf.
Boost me up.
...fifty and three...
What was that?
[♪]
Grab the money, Wiley.
Hurry!
Davey!
Come on, Davey, run!
Let's get out of here!
Muriel.
We have something to tell you.
And I was just on my way to see you.
You were?
Then you still want to marry us?
I mean father?
Izzy, we both know that it's not quite such a simple matter.
It's not just a case of your father and I being married,
but a matter of the family being together.
I'm sorry for all the trouble I caused.
Don't be, Izzy.
Your life is changing too.
I know I can never replace your real mother.
I'm not even going to try.
But I would like you to be my friend.
You've always been my friend.
Good.
Then why don't we just take it from there, shall we?
I'd like that.
And you will accept that new position, won't you?
We all want you to.
On one condition - that we move the wedding date ahead.
Are you busy this afternoon?
You mean today?
Yes.
Why not?
I say let's do it!
I'm game if you are.
Thank you.
Yuck!
Miss Stacey, we'd like to buy that "you know what",
before anything else happens to this money.
Well Davey, I think that particular item just went on
sale for whatever it is you have right in here.
But, you're going to have get it right away.
Mr. Petticoat's gonna love this.
I know.
But you still searched my personal private room
and stole that money.
How else was I supposed to do it?
You wouldn't just give it to me.
Hey, watch it!
Oh no!
Now look what you did!
Me!
It was your fault!
♪ "You can hear the girls declare, ♪
♪ He must be a millionare, ♪
♪ You can see them sigh and wish to die ♪
♪ and see them wink the other eye,♪
♪ The man who broke the bank at Monte Carlo."♪
Give us a round of applause Hetty.
Muriel and I have tied the knot!
You're married?
They're married!
We decided why wait?
We found the Minister at Carmody and exchanged our vows.
And Clive has other news.
I've been offered the position of Chief Superintendant of
Schools, to begin in a few days and I was wondering
- hoping actually - that you'd take responsibility
of the Avonlea school.
If not permanently, at least until the Board
can find a replacement.
The school?
Can't!
My writing- Dora, Davey, the hotel...
But of course I will.
No, I'd be glad to.
Good.
Now, that's settled.
And you'll come to a small reception.
Yes.
At our home tonight.
Yes.
Yes - congratulations.
Well done.
[♪]
Thank you, sweetheart.
Not just yet Wiley.
Wait a few more years.
Something old, something new,
something broken, something blue...
Maybe he won't notice!
Of course he will.
Sorry I made you break it.
Me?
It was your pillow For pity's sake, children, stop squabbling.
There is Mr: Pettibone, go on.
Give him your present.
Mr. Pettibone?
The whole class chipped in and got you something
for you and Miss Stacey.
You mean Mrs. Pettibone.
Right, Mrs. Pettibone.
Anyway, we hope you like it.
Well, shall I do the honours?
Please.
I can't imagine what it is.
We had a little accident.
Never mind.
It's the thought behind the gift that counts, Davey Keith.
This shall occupy a place of honour right here ..
... as a reminder of this occasion.
Right here.
Thank you very much, Davey Keith.
A toast to the bride and groom.
Thank you, Arthur.
To Mr. Clive Pettibone.
And Mrs. Muriel Stacey Pettibone.