[♪]
I really wish you would reconsider, Mother.
Your place is here with your family.
I'd only be underfoot, Robert and now that you have
a new baby you'll be needing the extra space.
But I can always build you your own room in the spring...
anything you want to make you feel more at home...
Avonlea's my home, and it was always my plan to go back there
as soon as I was well again.
Well at least promise me you'll stay on with Hetty kings a spell
until Mr. Harrison gets Green Gables back up to snuff.
Watch that first step...
Merciful providence, Robert, leave me be.
Now Belly's going to take leave from work
to visit you twice a month and give you a hand.
Needless bother if you ask me.
Ahh...
That's lucky.
Snagged a window seat no less.
All aboard!
Eastbound train for Regina, Winnipeg, Toronto and Montreal!
Safe journey, Mum.
I love you...
I love you too, son.
Now away with ya, before ya make me cry.
[♪]
Off we go, old girl, be home before you know it.
[♪]
A1l aboard for Edmunston.
Moncton, Williston, Kingsport and Halifax.
[♪]
A11 this interminable jiggering to and fro is making me dizzy.
Terrible isn't it?
Got a headache the size of all outdoors.
I feel like a dog's breakfast.
Can't wait to get home.
Me either.
What's wrong, dear?
Are you alright?
Get the conductor.
Now sit still, now dear.
I've called the conductor.
[whimpering]
I know you're frightened but I'm here to help you.
Try and get some rest now.
There wasn't anything with a name on it, doctor, but I found
this train ticket in her pocket.
She might have been planning to get off
at any of I number of stops between here and Birchview.
Check with the railway office.
Maybe someone's reported her missing by now.
[train whistle]
[♪]
But if she missed her connection in Montreal,
she'd be on that train.
Olivia, I'm perfectly capable of reading a schedule on my own.
Thank you.
Are you sure you got the time right Miss King?
I'm quite sure.
It was the half past three train that Mr. Lynde told us to meet.
Mrs. Lynde probably just took a later train, Davey.
Mrs. Lynde isn't coming.
I knew it all along.
She is so.
Isn't she, Miss King?
Now, children.
There's been a mix-up that's all.
Obviously some mix-up, that's all.
I'll try placing a trunk call through to her son,
see if we can't straighten this out directly.
Yes, Miss King.
Look here, I need to get through to a certain
Mr. Robert Lynde in Saskatoon.
It's urgent.
Mr. Robert Lynde, Saskatoon.
That's it.
The Message?
Contact Hetty King, soon as possible
by whatever means necessary.
Urgent.
Thank you.
She's the one that come off the train this morning, eh?
Yes. Poor thing.
We've no idea who she is.
I always feel sad when I see someone that ill
with no family to mark their passing.
Y'know, when it's my time to go, I want to be home in my own bed.
[♪]
Al1 aboard for Kingsport, Pictou,
New Glasgow and the Borden Ferry to Prince Edward Island.
[♪]
Excuse me ma'am. Your ticket?
Had a stopover, did you?
I'll let you get away with it just this once.
Sad when they get like that.
Poor old soul.
Stopped over for a pint of gin and lost her ticket no doubt.
[♪]
Rachel, can you tell me what happened Do you understand what
I'm saying?
Don't upset yourself, just nod your head for yes,
shake your head for no.
Do you understand Rachel?
Have you had any dizziness?
Headaches?
Numbness in your arms or legs?
I'm right here.
Rachel, I'm right here.
Now don't you worry about a thing, Rachel Lynde,
but getting well, you hear.
I will take good care of you, I promise.
Surely Rachel will regain her faculties.
Well she's terribly weak and suffering from exposure to the
elements so it's hard to make an exact diagnosis.
I'm afraid Rachel's suffered another very severe stroke.
The possibility exists that she will never speak again.
Someone must be with her at all times to tend to her needs and
to ensure she's not subjected to any undue excitement.
I assure you, I'll do whatever's necessary.
If you notice even the slightest change for the worse,
summon me immediately.
Yes, yes I will.
Thank you, doctor.
I wish I could be more helpful.
I'll see myself out, Miss King.
[♪]
Is Mrs. Lynde all right?
Can we see her?
No children.
I know you want to see Mrs. Lynde,
and you will, but not yet.
She's very poorly, still you see.
What's wrong with her?
You remember when she first got sick.
She's had that same trouble again, you see.
Well, she's not able to speak, that's the short of it.
So, you'll have to be very patient with her a while.
You're not going to let Mrs. Lynde's son take her away
this time, will you?
Because she wants to be with us, Miss King.
That's why she came home.
Yes, child.
I believe you're right.
She'll stay here of course.
But you'll have to allow Mrs. Lynde
plenty of peace and quiet.
Promise?
I'll need you both to pitch in and help me take care of her.
Will you do that?
Hetty! Hetty!
I was in the post office when this cablegram came
arrived from Robert.
Apparently he telephoned the railroad from Saskatoon and they
told him that Rachel had been taken ill and she's in some out
of the way hospital in Willisson, Nova Scotia...
Olivia...
...and last night she ran away and
now, nobody knows where she is...
I do. I do.
Upstairs.
Jacks birthday - the fourteenth had finally come round.
With its quantum of presents;
Among them he found;
One treasure he scarcely had hoped to obtain...
A fine silver watch with a fine silver chain.
There, at least Robert will know his mother's safe and sound
and in good hands.
Here you are.
Hetty, you're out of your mind thinking that you can care
for Rachel and teach school...
as well as being responsible for the children...
Olivia, please.
Will you just send the telegram.
My mind is quite made up.
Well, in that case, you let me give you a hand.
Tell me what I can do.
With all this stuff it feels just like Green Gables.
Nothing makes a person feel more at home
than having their own things around them.
That's right.
Rachel, I dug out the old things that you left
in the attic before you went to Saskatoon.
So I'll just lay them out here and you pick what you like
and I'll see to washing them for you.
Olivia...
Glance over this schedule will you?
Janet will sit with Rachel on Tuesday and Wednesday
and Muriel on Thursday.
Can I put you down for Monday?
Oh of course.
I can also come on Friday s too.
Oh, of course, and help with the cooking.
Mrs. Lynde?
We found your favorite quilt from your bedroom
at Green Gables.
It was in the attic.
We're really glad you're back home, Mrs. Lynde.
And you're here for good this time, right?
[moaning]
Miss King, something's wrong with Mrs. Lynde.
No, no she's fine, Mrs. Lynde just needs to rest, I think.
Olivia left a nice cake on the kitchen table...
So run along I'll take care of her a while.
Hm?
There, there, Rachel, don't upset yourself dear.
The children are worried that's all.
They know you've been through a bad time.
I think we'd best all just calm down a bit, hmmm?
Yes, shhhh.
Don't look so worried, Dora.
Mrs. Lynde is still Mrs. Lynde.
She still wants to be here, with us.
I don't know.
She won't be the same.
Hush Dora.
Don't talk that way.
Here's your breakfast.
There we are...delicious.
Olivia is going to visit with you today
so you shan't be alone while the children and I are at school...
Rachel, don't fuss.
It's no bother, promise you, no.
Eat that up before it gets cold.
Almost forgot to empty the you-know-what.
She's here, Miss King!
Hetty.
I'm sorry, I just could not get Jasper moving
or Montgomery dressed..
I don't know what's gotten into those two...
Plans can't be changed due to Jasper!
Be sure that Rachel her lunch at twelve o'clock sharp...
Mittens, Dora...
go, go, go, go, go...
See she takes her nap in the afternoon.
I will.
Goodbye... have a good day!
Good morning Rachel.
I see you haven't even touched your breakfast.
Come on now.
Just a few spoonfuls.
Rachel Lynde aren't you even going to try?
Look at that...
"Boys Own Annual."
You know Roger and Alec had one of these when we were young.
I just used to love reading it...
Here's an interesting story.
Why don't I read it to you.
"An Alligator Adventurer" The night was deliciously clear
and cool, as all summer nights in Florida are...
"Tale of the Jungle" by Reverend J. R. Hutchison.
From India, chapter six...
...the blood of King Morvan flows through my veins.
For I am his...
Oh - Rachel.
What is it?
Are you in pain?
What can I do?
You want water?
[♪]
We came to say good night, Mrs Lynde.
You didn't eat your supper.
Aren't you hungry?
But you've got to eat to get better.
What is this stuff anyway?
It's potato soup.
Miss King made it special.
It's no wonder she won't eat it, Dora.
It's mush.
You hate mush, don't you Mrs. Lynde?
how'd you know that?
She'd never eat porridge or even soft boiled eggs
before she got sick.
Bet she'd like a nice meat sandwich, though...
But Miss King...
Never mind about Miss King.
Be right back with your sandwich, Mrs. Lynde.
Miss king's not gonna like this.
She doesn't hafta like it because
she's not gonna know about it.
Rachel...
What is this?
What is going on here?
A picnic?
She doesn't much like that baby food mush
you've been giving her.
See?
She hasn't even touched it.
Well, simple foods are surely best for your digestion, Rachel.
I beg your pardon?!
What are you doing?
Rachel...
Your cane?
I'll get it for you.
Sit down, Rachel...
are you sure?
Can you manage?
Oh my, well done!
Rachel!
I told you Dora - the same ol" Mrs. Lynde.
She's all right.
You hoo Rachel, - we're here!
Shhh!
Where's Miss King, Dora?
She's getting Mrs. Lynde ready.
We're s'posed to wait here till they come out.
Well I hope it's soon.
I haven't got all day.
I must say, Rachel.
You've always had the loveliest wave to your hair.
There.
It's a masterpiece if I do say so myself.
What is it, dear?
You don't like it?
That's all right.
I'll arrange it differently.
I'm sorry, Rachel, I thought that's what you wanted to be:
Treated more like your old self.
Come on, dear.
Let's go in.
You've no need to be afraid.
You're amongst friends, you know.
[crosstalk]
Welcome home Rachel.
The choir has simply fallen flat on it's face since you left,
Rachel.
However are we going to get you back into the old gang?
Well, everyone, go on, be seated.
Yes, there Rachel.
I may as well pour the tea, then.
You're looking...
very well, Rachel.
Such an ordeal - we were so worried about you.
But you're on the mend now - aren't you dear?
Rachel, I was so pleased to hear that you've been up and about.
...considering all things of course.
The plate, Rachel, dear.
Oh, that's my apple spice cake Hetty's put there for you,
Rachel, made fresh yesterday.
That's a very interesting dress.
Did you make it yourself?
Rachel does love her sweets.
I'm sure it's the only pleasure she has nowadays, Eleanor.
I hear she's not right in the head anymore
since she took the stroke, completely lost her senses.
Must be a terrible burden on poor Hetty.
Having to look after an invalid who's not altogether there,
if you know what I mean?
[glass breaking]
...Rachel!
Rachel!
It's all right, Mrs. Lynde,
you know how many times I've dropped things.
Yes, oh my, it is getting late...
thank you all so much for coming...
most pleasant wasn't it, Rachel?
Goodbye...goodbye, ladies.
Good-bye Hetty.
See you soon.
Hetty, I wouldn't worry about Rachel's tantrum,
I won't take offense,
considering her condition and all.
You've said enough Eulalie.
Dora, dear, see the ladies to the door, will you?
And what's all this?
Are you trying to convince everyone
that you've lost your mind?
I think she just dropped the plate by accident, Miss King...
Oh, no...
I've seen that look a million times...
You wanted them to leave, didn't you?
Whatever possessed you?
By nightfall, it'll be all over town that you're dotty, Rachel.
Nutty as a fruitcake.
Is that what you want?
She's trying to tell you something Miss King.
Davey, something to write on...
your school slate, it's in the drawer over there...
Good, that's good, hurry, Davey.
Rachel, there is no cause for that!
Mrs. Lynde wrote..: D- A- M?
Davey Keith, you will mind your tongue!
Miss King, she didn't mean...that other word...
she meant M-A-D.
Mad.
Mad? At whom?
Eulalie!
You were mad at Eulalie Bugle and that's
why you threw your plate on the floor?
Well, how wonderful, you're back to our old self again!
Oh, Rachel, how wonderful!
Mrs. Da1e...
I made a painting for Mrs. Lynde in school today to cheer her up.
Me too.
Can we go and see her?
I'm afraid Mrs. Lynde is still napping.
Nevermind, you can look in on her later.
In the meantime make yourselves useful,
go on upstairs and tidy up your rooms - Go on.
Hooray...
no school for two whole days.
I don't know how I'll finish off those hotel accounts,
mark all these exam papers before Monday.
Hetty.
What's this?
A telegram that was delivered this afternoon
while you were at school...
It's from Robert Lynde.
And he intends to take Rachel back to Saskatoon with him.
Well Hetty, I don't mean to be uncharitable, but...
it might be all for the best.
... you know you have been running yourself
into the ground tending to Rachel and all.
You can't keep this up forever.
What'll happen if Rachel doesn't recover?
But Rachel's my friend, and I've known her all my life.
I can't help it, Olivia.
Somehow I believe in my heart, I'm meant to see her
through this, whatever the outcome may be.
[♪]
Mr. Stillwell felt sure that the squad of policemen
from Barrackpore would reach the encampment about dawn.
But he hoped...
...he hoped...
Hope.
Sorry Mrs. Lynde, I thought you were sleeping.
You want to see something?
Here, you try.
Ha.
Do it again.
Ha...
Dora, Miss King, quick, come here!
Stop your caterwauling Davey Keith!
What's happened?
Show 'em Mrs. Lynde.
H....h...h...oh...mmmm.
She said home!
Hommmme.
You mean Green Gables?
Ho-ome.
Yes, you are.
Watch me, watch how I say it, and then you
try...Home...home...Go on dear.
Go on, try...You had it last night.
No, eh?
Something easier then...
Yes, yes.
No...no...
Oh...
Make the N stronger...No...No...
Nahh...
Pretend I'm doing something really bad, Mrs. Lynde.
Like pulling Dora's hair.
Or tracking mud across your nice clean floor.
you're fit to be tied and you say, Davey Keith,
didn't I tell you...
Oh...
Rachel, just try, if you just only persist
a little while longer dear...
I know you want to talk to your sons yourself.
Miss King, is she cross with us?
No, child, she's cross with herself
for not being able to do what she wants to do.
But that's not right, she can't help it.
There, there dear.
Don't be discouraged.
Whatever you decide.
I promise I'll stick by you.
Why don't you tell me what it is you want to say.
Go on, you do it.
There...
go on.
Rob...
no.
Davey...
Dora.
I know Robert won't take the children
so I want you to stay Rachel.
But it's not my place to interfere.
It has to come from you...
And ''stay'' ...
[knocking]
No , no .
The children will get it.
I've left strict instructions, we're not to be disturbed.
Nothing to break our concentration, right.
So try it again.
And "stay"...
Ah, thank you.
Won't you come in and sit down?
Mmm?
Thank you.
It's so dark in here.. mon dieu...
Pierre?
What are you doing?
As if you didn't know!
The whole town is talking about what happened the other day!
Shame on you!
I beg your pardon...
How could you make a party for Rachel's welcome home
and not invite me!
It wasn't a party.
It was a gathering of the women's choir.
Ma chare!
You look as enchanting as ever, Rachel.
Rachel, please accept a small token of my affection.
I don't think Rachel is ready for a social call.
Thank you.
No, no, after you.
Tell me the truth Rachel.
Don't you find it tedious all shut up in this house
with Miss King.
I suspected as much.
Then I insist you open my gift.
You like chocolate ruffles, I hope?
Rachel...
I may as well brew up a nice pot of tea then.
No, that's for you...
pour vous...
[french singing]
What are they doing in there.
[french singing]
...qu'il fait bon dormee...
Merci, merci.
My, my, Pierre.
I never dreamed you were musical.
There are a lot of things you don't know about me.
I am a man of many and varied talents.
Really?
Well as a matter of fact, young Dora here has been practicing
a very special composition in your honour, Rachel.
Did you know that?
Go on, dear.
Play it.
My Luve is Like a Red, Red Rose.
[piano playing, off key]
Rachel...
Leave her be.
She knows what she's doing.
[piano playing]
[Rachel humming]
[piano playing] [everyone humming in-unison]
♪ As fair art thou, my bonnie lass, so deep in luve am I: ♪
♪ and I will luve thee still, my dear...♪
♪ Till as the seas gang dry. ♪
Mrs. Lynde, you did it!
Yes, you did.
It's a more beautiful voice, I've never heard.
Let's do it again.
♪ Till a' the seas gang dry, my dear, ♪
♪ and the rocks melt wi' the sun. ♪
Miss King, look!
Ho there.
Robert, Billy.
Oh my.
I never expected you both to arrive.
Come inside then.
Oh Mum, you gave us a terrible scare, Billy and I've been near
crazy with worry.
I told that constable at Kirksville, that I'd quit,
that's what, if he didn't let me off to come see you...
Must've been terrible place Mother,
for you to run away from it.
But I will never let anything like that happen to you again.
They found your luggage, Mum, in Halifax.
I picked it up on my way to get Robert so you'd be sure to have
all your things when we leave.
You can't go without us, Mrs. Lynde.
Perhaps the children could go upstairs,
so we could talk to our mother about this in private.
It's a family matter.
Don't leave us, Mrs. Lynde!
That is enough now children...
Come along now Davey.
Don't get upset Rachel.
You promised you'd stick by her Miss King.
Davey, wait...
She can't go without us!
Dora...
Now don't start, Mum, please...
It's for the best, you'll see.
Now look here, Robert, Billy, I want you to know
that all this is most distressing.
Not only for me and the children, but for Rachel.
Boys...
Yes, Mum...
...stay...
No, you can't...
We know what's best for you.
No, the only one who can say
what is best for Rachel is Rachel.
Are you sure about this?
Maybe we should discuss this a little further...
Home...here...
I want her to stay.
Stay...
Yes, Mum, whatever you want.
You better behave yourself 'cause I'm going to be back
in a couple of weeks to check up on you.
Good.
I'll expect a letter each week to let me know
how she's doing...
I will! I will!
Safe Trip!
Goodbye! Goodbye!
Goodbye, Mum!
Come along Rachel.
It's high time you made your debut back into Avonlea society.
No...
You won't have to face it alone, dear.
Yes, Rachel, we'll be with you every step of the way!
[singing]
Let's take it again, Clara...
You look pretty...
Rachel.
Oh, look, if you don't want to be afraid, do what I do.
Pretend they're just wearing knickers.
..." used to be" is the operative word.
Now try to keep your voice down.
Now - let's - do - it - again...
[singing]
Rachel...l'm surprised to see you here...
How are you...Eulalie?
I'm fine, I can't complain.
Eulalie, why don't you let Rachel play for awhile?
[singing]