(crickets chirping)
(bird warbling)
(somber trumpet music)
(bright, serene music)
(horse whinnies) (music swells)
- Avonlea is very fortunate to be such a prosperous
little community, with not only a lovely main street,
but also a lovely head of the Women's League
such as yourself, Mrs. Potts.
- Well, gentlemen, we ladies do our best
to enhance not only our looks,
but also the appearance of our village.
- And how much it's appreciated by the islanders.
- It is.
- If you would do me the honor
to give me your support in the election next week,
I will make a firm promise to support any endeavors
you may initiate to beautify this town.
- And he's a man of his word.
- Oh, well, you can count on my support, Mr. Parker.
And you can be sure I'll pass on your remarks
to the other members of the Avonlea Improvement Society,
who I am certain will follow suit.
- Oh, a charming pleasure, to be sure, Mrs. Potts.
Hey, give her some brochures, Herschel.
- Oh, yes, sir, Mr. Parker.
- Perhaps you will accept some of these brochures?
You may be able to distribute a few
to some of your select friends.
- The pleasure is all mine.
And I'll be sure my husband reads it thoroughly as well.
After all, he's the one doing the voting (laughs).
(Judson and Herschel laugh)
- Oh, well, let me introduce myself.
I am Judson Parker,
your candidate for member of the legislative assembly.
Oh, miss, excuse me.
- Yes?
- You're Alec King's daughter, aren't you?
- Yes, I am.
- I meant to give him this.
Would you be good enough to pass this along to your father?
Tell him I will drop in as I promised,
as soon as he's had a chance to look at them.
I, uh, want to make a donation.
- As a prize.
- As a prize, yes,
for this year's harvest celebration party.
- Yes, I'll be sure to tell him.
- You just look at that Judson Parker, hmm?
First time he's run for office,
acting like he's been in politics for years.
- Well, he has, but not up front.
And nothing's been proved, mind you, but,
well, put it this way,
he's got a shady reputation.
- Well, rumor goes is he's got his finger
in every political pie that's cooked.
- Hmm, some people say all his fingers.
(all chuckling) - Oh, Alec.
- [Alec] Ah, there's my girl.
- Hello, father.
- Hmm, what's this?
- Mr. Parker asked me to give these to you.
He said something about a prize
for this year's harvest party.
- Hmm, likely a prize for himself,
for prompting the most number of women in Avonlea
to sway their husbands' votes.
- Felicity, I have that piece of leftover fabric
I promised you.
- Well, it's a horse apiece if you ask me.
Politicians are all alike, promising the moon.
Yet it all goes by the wayside after they're elected.
- Well, I can't agree with you there.
I mean, David Amsberry has represented this area
for a long time, he's done a good job.
He's got my vote for the third time.
- Mine, too.
That's a heck of a price for a rake.
- It's a heck of a rake.
- Now, don't you eat all those toffees at once (chuckles).
And you make sure you let your husband have a look
at those brochures we gave you, madam.
Good day to you, Mr. Spry!
- And to you, sir.
- How's the family?
You've got a new addition, I hear.
- We do, at that.
- Well, now, my, my, that makes it,
what, seven now, doesn't it?
- Yes, it's a bit of a handful at times.
- And how's the harvest?
It's not a very good year for potatoes.
- Well, you're right there; half of them are runts,
the other half are green and sproutin'.
- The, uh, manager at the bank in Summerside
is a little, uh, concerned, shall we say,
whether you're able to repay your loan on time.
He and I are very good friends.
- Now, what business is it of yours or his
to be discussing my affairs?
- Oh, come now, my good man.
It's my business if I'm able to offer you a little help.
- Like what, Mr. Parker?
- Well, I might be able to, uh, talk about the loan terms,
ask the bank to, um, ease up.
- To relax.
- I'm very proud of the honest farmer.
Backbone of this economy.
Besides, I, uh, I'd be a whole lot more lenient than a bank,
if I were to loan you the money myself.
- That's true. - Especially if you were
able to, uh, scratch my back as well.
- Well, I'd be willing to listen, Parker.
I mean, um, maybe it is time for a change.
- Yes, for change.
- Yes, indeed.
(bright, serene music) (a bird cries)
(chalk scratches chalkboard)
- Ow!
- Harvest time.
Though the weather's certainly taken a nasty turn,
harvest time is our recitation topic for the month.
(children laughing)
I am well aware that this is Friday afternoon,
and that all you have in your heads
is the harvest party tomorrow evening, but may I remind you
that we still have half an hour before school is dismissed,
and I intend to make the most of it.
Is that understood?
- [Class] Yes, Miss King.
- Good.
Now that you're all properly settled,
we shall proceed with the public speaking assignments.
You've all had ample time to prepare.
Let me see now.
Clemmie Ray.
What have you prepared to tell the class?
- Harvest time.
- You may begin, Clemmie.
Come now, child.
You're amongst friends,
and we're all very interested (Sally and Jane snicker)
to hear what you have to say.
Aren't we, class?
- [Class] Yes, Miss King.
- Harvest time.
Well, harvest time is my most favorite time of year.
(Clemmie exhales shakily)
That is because it is when people get together
and do things to get ready for the winter,
picking apples, baking.
I, I,
(playful horn music)
I like the smell outside,
and, and I love the smell inside of pies,
(Jane grunts like a pig) pies, pies,
pies and preserves.
- Please continue, Clemmie.
(Jane grunting)
Nevermind.
Goodness, take your seat.
You'll simply have to try it again next week.
- Yes, Miss King.
- It's going to be the longest train of satin
that you've ever seen.
Much grander than my princess costume from last year.
- Felicity King.
Well, since you evidently don't have any trouble talking,
perhaps you'd like to favor us with your recitation.
- Harvest time.
Harvest time is the most wonderful time of the year.
It is the time when we celebrate the bounty of the harvest,
which we always conclude with a harvest party.
Many hands make light work, and at harvest time,
it is especially important to join together
with all of our friends and help each other out.
I consider myself very lucky to have many friends.
You can measure the worth of a person
by the number of friends he or she possesses.
In life, things may come,
(student chuckling)
and things may go.
(student laughs loudly)
But we always have our friends.
I think that...
Edward!
- That's enough, Felicity.
Take your seat.
- Ow!
- Felicity King, that was inexcusable.
My class is not a three-ring circus,
nor do we take public speaking lightly here.
No.
In years to come, you'll all be expected
to discourse in front of far more critical audiences
than merely your own peers.
Now, I have no patience with pupils
who take such little pride in their presentations.
Ah, well, we'll stop for the day, as it's almost three.
However, because of that display of hooliganism, Felicity,
you'll stay behind and help this week's cleaning team.
I'm sure that Clemmie and Sara
will be grateful for your assistance.
(Jane and Sara laugh)
Jane Spry, Sally Potts,
as you seem to find this carnival atmosphere so appealing,
you can stay behind and help as well.
The rest of the class is dismissed.
Sara, mind you don't dally behind with the others.
I want you home before dark.
Well, now, I expect to find a perfect job done
when I come in here on Monday morning.
Good afternoon, girls.
- [Girls] Good afternoon, Miss King.
- Edward Ray, you are dreadful beyond words!
- All the girls who've ever liked me always say the same.
- Like you?
I can't stand you.
(Felicity stomping)
- Ignore him, Felicity.
Like a bad cold, he's bound to go away sooner or later.
- Honestly, Clemmie,
I don't know what's gotten into your brother lately,
but he certainly is a pest.
- [Sara] He still likes you, you know, Felicity.
- [Sally] Oh, Felicity, he's stuck on you
like a fly to molasses.
(Jane Laughs) (Felicity huffs)
- [Felicity] All I know is, the next time
I have to get up in front of the class, I'll take a sack,
put it over his head and tie it up at the neck.
- Clemmie, don't do that in here.
You're getting it all over the floor.
- Oh, sorry.
- Take your mess outside.
- It's hardly a mess.
- Speaking of which, is your costume ready
for the party tomorrow night, Felicity?
- Thank you for asking.
I'm just about finished.
I just have to tack a shimmery train onto the back,
and then I'm done.
- Well, I was going to ask you if you could help me
with mine, because I knew you'd be finished
your costume at least a week in advance.
- I'll help you if I can.
Why don't you all come over to my house in the morning?
We'll finish them together,
since they have to be done for tomorrow night.
- We'd be delighted to, wouldn't we, Jane?
- Good, I promised Clemmie I'd help her with hers as well.
- Oh, don't invite Clemmie.
- Why not?
- Well, you know, she's such a goody-goody.
And there isn't a more ordinary,
whiny person in the whole world than her.
- And all her sighing, oh, it gets on my nerves.
- Clemmie always tags along with us,
and I just couldn't see not letting her come now.
Besides she's already been invited.
Clemmie is an excellent seamstress.
She could probably even help you with your costumes.
- So, have you decided on a costume yet, Clemmie?
- Yes, I'm going as a milkmaid.
- A milkmaid.
Well, at least you're bound to be the only one.
- Don't pay any attention to them, Clemmie.
I think a milkmaid is very wholesome.
- Well, that's enough.
Aunt Hetty is sure to think that it's a perfect job.
Besides, I have to get to the general store
before it gets dark.
See you in the morning.
- If you still want our help.
(bright, serene music)
- [Clemmie] May I walk part of the way with you, Felicity?
- [Felicity] If you like, Clemmie.
(a bird cries)
- Should I show you my new locket?
It's a birthday present from my uncle in Halifax.
- Her very rich uncle.
- It's very attractive.
- Felicity, I would think you would get bored
of always wearing the same costume year after year
at the party.
- I agree, I'd think you'd give someone else a chance.
- Oh, I never get bored,
'cause every single year I create a new costume,
and this year it's going to be the best one ever.
Besides, if you wanted to, you could still go as a princess.
- Hardly. I would never dream of going as a princess
if you were.
Sara, I see you're planning to go as a gypsy.
How very unusual.
- Mind you, given that you don't really have a home
to call your own, a gypsy seems so appropriate.
- Don't you think you'd be better off going as a wolf
rather than Red Riding Hood?
- I, for one, can't wait to see Clemmie's milkmaid costume.
She's bound to look more like a cow than a milkmaid.
- I don't even know why she decides to go
in the first place, she always has an awful time.
Remember last year, how she just sat
beside the refreshment table all night?
- I'll bet she was a lot more comfortable there
than she would have been with you.
She's a lot more sincere than you'll ever be.
- Ouch!
Well, in my books, Clemmie's just a plain,
ordinary old bore, and nothing's ever gonna change that.
- I don't agree with that, girls.
I read in The Family Guide that any girl,
even the most ordinary, can be made to stand out in a crowd.
With a little work, Clemmie could sparkle.
(Sally and Jane laugh)
- Clemmie sparkle?
It would take the entire Milky Way to make her shine.
- I don't think so.
Clemmie's got a lot of potential.
A change of hairstyle, perhaps, and a new costume.
I could make her one of the most popular girls in Avonlea.
- Don't give yourself airs, Felicity King.
- I'll bet you I can.
- Would you bet your tiara?
I would love to change my Little Red Riding Hood costume
into a princess.
- What would you bet?
- My locket.
- You can't bet your gold locket.
- Don't worry, Jane, I won't lose it.
Felicity could never win this bet.
- That's what you think.
- Well, then, if you're so smart, Felicity King,
why don't you try it?
I'll bet you my locket for your tiara
that Clemmie doesn't change a bit.
- In order for you to win, Clemmie would have to
fit in at the party, have a wonderful time,
and maybe even get asked to dance.
- Alright, then, I accept.
- Jane will judge the winner at the end of the party.
- Ridiculous, Felicity.
It'll be a one-sided vote.
Besides, that's a mean thing to do to Clemmie.
Clemmie doesn't need you to try and improve her.
I certainly wouldn't let you try and change me.
- Well, maybe you'd be well-advised to consider it.
- Look, Sara, I only want to help Clemmie.
She could even borrow my costume from last year.
Now, you just have to promise
that you won't tell her what we're doing,
and then I'll just ease her into the costume,
and she won't know what's happening to her.
- I won't have any part of this.
- Then don't.
- Well, miss high and mighty, with all your principles,
maybe you shouldn't even attend the party
if you feel so strongly about it.
- I don't intend to.
- Don't worry, Felicity.
Sara's all talk and no action, not like us three.
- Oh, really?
- Sara, you have to come to the party.
- My, that girl does have a temper.
- And all because Felicity's trying to help poor Clemmie.
(Jane tuts)
- Sara, listen.
- Clemmie looks up to you, Felicity.
She always has.
The way those two speak to your face,
I can only imagine what they say behind your back.
- Look, there's Clemmie now.
Felicity, go and get your old costume out of the mothballs.
- And Sara Stanley, don't you breathe a word.
- I'll have nothing to do
with a gang of two-faced jellyfish.
- [Felicity] Well, I'm going up to get my costume.
- Hello, Sara.
- [Jane And Sally] Clemmie! Hi!
- How are you? - Hello, Jane, hello, Sally.
I know I'm a little late, but--
- Oh, we're so delighted that you can join us.
Felicity can't wait to see your costume.
She'll be right down.
- If you had any sense at all, you wouldn't go in there.
- Why?
- Well, you know Sara.
She always gets worked up into these big huffs over nothing.
- Aren't you staying?
- No, we finished already.
We'll see you all later on tonight.
Bye, now. - Bye.
- Come along, Sara.
- [Sara] Take my advice and leave.
Felicity will only be mean to you.
- What? - Let go of me.
- Did you really make it all by yourself?
- I worked on it for ages.
- Well, it is very nice.
Certainly the best-looking milkmaid costume
that I've ever seen.
- It is.
- But not nearly as becoming as a princess.
You're sure to be much more popular if you went as royalty.
You'd sparkle.
- I could never sparkle.
- Of course you could.
You can borrow my costume from last year.
It would be perfect.
- Really?
- Really.
- But what if it doesn't fit?
- Don't worry, I'll make it fit.
(a bird caws)
Now, Clemmie, if you want to look like a princess,
you have to act like one.
Cecily, hand me that book.
(playful horn music)
(bright, serene music)
Head erect.
Keep your eyes up.
Shoulders back, good.
(book thuds) (playful horn music)
Don't worry, Clemmie, just try it again.
Remember, now, practice makes perfect.
(bright, serene music)
- That's better, Clemmie.
- Do you really think so?
- Yes, but keep your shoulders back,
you're all hunched over.
(book thuds) (playful horn music)
- You won't believe your eyes.
Felicity's got her doing the stupidest thing.
- You're going to have to wear your hair up.
You could easily be a Gibson Girl.
Your hair goes on forever.
- Are you going to wear yours up?
- No, I've decided to wear it down this year.
Then we won't look exactly the same.
- This tiara is beautiful.
- My mother helped me make that one last year.
The glue has held pretty well.
I bought this one from a costume catalog,
but my old one still has its sparkle, doesn't it?
- Yes.
- You're going to look so fashionable.
Well, we might as well try on the costume now.
I can play with your hair later.
(Edward chuckles)
(Felix laughs loudly)
- Shh.
- Felicity always tries to be so bossy.
- I like the way her ears turn red
when she's ordering people around.
- It's too tight, Felicity, I can hardly breathe.
- There.
- It's too tight, I'll never be able to wear it in public.
- It's fine.
- I'll never be able to get it on, it's too embarrassing.
- Nonsense, you're going to have to wear it,
and that's all there is to it, because
I'm not going to help you finish your milkmaid costume now.
I really want this party to be
something special for you, Clemmie.
It'll be the first social step in the right direction
that you've ever taken.
But you have to have faith in yourself
if you want to be popular.
(slow, serene music)
- Oh, Felicity, you're such a good friend.
(bright music)
(Felicity raps at the door)
- Felicity King.
I'd have thought you'd be getting ready for the party.
- I need to talk to Sara, Aunt Hetty.
- Oh, she's in the parlor moping.
Oh, I can't fathom it.
She's dying to go one minute, refusing the next.
- Maybe I could convince her.
- Hello, Sara.
- I'll have nothing to do with you if you're still
bent on the idea of deceiving Clemmie,
just to stay friends with frog-face Sally Potts.
- I'll have you know that Clemmie Ray is very appreciative
for all that I've done.
She's shown much more confidence
than she's ever shown before.
- You don't fool me, Felicity.
Once Clemmie finds out about this, it will be on your head.
- She'll never find out.
And you'll see that I was right to help her
when everyone at the party is impressed.
- Please leave, then.
I'm not having anything to do with it.
(horse whinnies) (lively fiddle music)
- Oh, Felicity, my stomach is all butterflies.
- Oh, darling, let me take your coat.
- Yeah, we'll hang 'em up,
and you can get yourselves ready to make a grand entrance.
- [Janet] Good luck.
- What should I do?
- Now, just remember what I've told you.
You've got to be outgoing and friendly
if you want to be well-liked.
Then the butterflies will all go away.
- I never know what to say.
- All you've got to say is, hello, how are you?
Isn't this a lovely gathering?
And then you'll see,
the conversation will just take off from there.
- How are you?
Isn't it a lovely gathering?
How are you?
Isn't it a lovely gathering?
- Now, are you ready to make your grand entrance?
(lively fiddle music) (partygoer whoops)
- En garde!
- [Harmon] Ladies, you look beautiful.
- [Felix] Hey, want to play pin the tail on the donkey?
- [Felicity] Not right now.
(lively fiddle music) (partgoers clapping)
(partygoers chatter all at once)
- Isn't it a lovely gathering?
How are you this evening?
- Well, if it isn't Clemmie Ray.
What's it on earth that you're wearing?
- Jane, she's a milkmaid, can't you tell?
Milkmaids always wear hand-me-downs.
- I decided to come as a princess instead.
- Oh, and she can talk, too.
It's a wonder she can breathe in that tight-fitting frock.
- I can't wait to see her bob for apples in it.
- Come on, Clemmie.
- Isn't it a lovely gathering?
How are you this evening?
Isn't it a lovely gathering?
- Uh, just how much mincemeat
did you put in here, Mrs. Potts?
- Enough to give you nightmares.
- What about you, are you going to try?
Come on, Felicity, it's your turn.
- Oh, I hope my hair doesn't get wet.
(Harmon laughs) - Well done, Felicity.
Now, that's about as perfect an apple
as you could wish for, hmm?
Who's next?
- [Felicity] Come on, Clemmie, it's easy.
- We're all waiting, Clemmie.
- Hurry up, Clemmie.
There's a line of others waiting.
(Jane giggles)
(Jane laughs hysterically) - My tiara.
- [Harmon] That's okay, shake it off.
(Jane and Sally Laughing)
(gentle fiddle music)
(crowd applauds)
- Folks, uh, may I kindly have your attention, please?
Ladies and gentlemen, quiet, please.
Gather round, if you would.
I would like to introduce to you
our soon-to-be-elected member of the legislative assembly,
Mr. Judson Parker.
(crowd applauds)
- Thank you, thank you.
I want to thank you all very much for your kind support
of my candidacy in the upcoming election.
And as a demonstration of my sincere appreciation,
I have the pleasure of being able to donate a prize
to the young person tonight who has the best costume.
Mr. Herschel, my assistant, and myself
will be passing among you to determine
which costume best deserves the award.
The prize will be two tickets,
for the winner and a guest,
to join me in my box at the Charlottetown Opera House
to listen to and to meet that illustrious soprano,
Nellie Melba,
- Oh, she's wonderful. (crowd chatters agreeably)
- who will be appearing this one night only
in three weeks' time (chuckles).
Thank you very much.
Continue on with the party, now.
- Can you imagine?
She's a world-famous celebrity.
They say that no one can even get tickets.
(lively fiddle music)
Oh, no.
Here comes your brother, the pest.
I suppose I'll have to give him a dance.
(music slows tempo)
Edward, I thought it would be nice
for Clemmie to have a dance.
Wouldn't one of your friends like to ask her?
- Don't be ridiculous.
I'm here to enjoy myself, not take care of my little sister.
- [Felicity] You must have one friend
who would like to dance with her.
It's really important to me
that Clemmie has a good time tonight.
(slow fiddle music)
- Oh, Alec, Felicity's so excited about the contest.
She's sure she's going to win.
You know, I can't help but admire Mr. Parker's generosity.
- Not you, too, Janet.
Judson Parker's weaseled his way into the hearts
of every woman in this community in order to sway votes.
- Well, I must say, that's a very captivating daughter
you've got there, Mrs. King.
- My husband and I would have to agree.
Have some punch, would you, Mr. Parker?
- Thank you very much.
I hope you don't mind my attending this gathering, Alec.
It affords me an opportunity
to get to meet some of the fine constituents in Avonlea,
so I'll be better able to serve them after I'm elected.
- I was hoping you'd left your politics behind tonight,
Mr. Parker.
- Well, I've found most people around here
eager to talk to me.
- You're confident you're gonna win, aren't you?
- A leader has to have confidence.
Have you had a chance to look at some of that literature
I gave your daughter to give to you?
- Well, we've always found our representative,
David Amsberry, to be a good man.
We're strongly in support of him here in Avonlea,
and we're not about to change that, Mr. Parker.
And if you were any kind of leader,
you'd come and talk to me directly
instead of handing out pamphlets and trying
to influence the vote with gifts, prizes and flattery.
(Judson chuckling)
- You'd be surprised at the amount of support
we've garnered this last week, Alec.
I have felt that any man can be swayed in his thinking.
- Well, I wouldn't be so sure of that, Mr. Parker.
Our principles run marrow deep.
Right, Amos?
- Oh, Herschel.
Well, who have we decided on for the prize?
- Well, I thought we decided that the King girl
was the most flamboyant contender.
(Judson and Herschel chuckle)
- Well, I told you your daughter was captivating, Alec.
I guess I'm just going to have to ensure that she wins.
(Judson chuckles)
You know, you and I should get to know each other better
after the election's over.
- You're barking up the wrong tree, Mr. Parker.
I'm not about to sell my vote to anyone.
Neither is anyone else in Avonlea.
- That's where you're wrong, Mr. King.
You can open any lock.
All you have to do is find the right key.
(lively fiddle music)
- What was that all about, Alec?
(lively fiddle music) (crowd clapping)
(partygoer whoops)
- Isn't it a lovely gathering?
How are you this evening?
- Yes, it's fine.
Oh, Alice, there you are.
I was afraid you'd left.
(punch sloshing) (Clemmie gasps)
(partygoers applaud)
- Excuse me, pardon me again, ladies and gentlemen.
Judson Parker.
- Sorry to interrupt again, folks,
but, uh, we've completed the judging,
and Herschel and I want to award the prize
for the best costume.
- Your costume is the best one here.
- The winner for the best costume
is none other than
Jane Spry.
(crowd applauds)
Come along, little lady.
Up you come.
Well done.
And a well-deserved prize for your efforts.
I look forward to seeing you and your guest
in my box in Charlottetown.
(crowd applauds)
Thank you very much, ladies and gentlemen,
and thank you for a wonderful party.
(crowd applauds)
- But everyone agreed that my costume was bound to win.
- It wasn't a prize for best costume, Felicity.
It was a reward for votes.
He said I'd win!
You and your principles, it's all your fault.
(Alec sighs) (slow, thoughtful music)
- I'm sorry you didn't win, Felicity.
It wasn't fair.
- Oh, I don't care, Clemmie, I just want to go home.
- So do I.
I'll go get our coats.
- I'm here to get Felicity's coat.
- I'll take it to her.
- She asked me to get it, Edward.
- [Sally] Well, Felicity, hand it over.
- Hand what over?
- Your tiara, of course.
- You lost the bet.
Clemmie wasn't at all popular, and you know it.
- I told you you couldn't make a silk purse
out of a sow's ear.
You had as much chance of transforming Clemmie
into a princess than you did at winning this bet.
- Hand it over.
You and Clemmie will only ever be
the losers we said you were.
- I guess I'm the princess this year after all.
(slow, thoughtful music)
- Come on, Clemmie, don't waste your time with her.
- I thought you were my friend.
- I think we've got this backwater all sewn up, don't you?
- David Amsberry seems to have
a smattering of support here still.
- I hear he's coming to Avonlea tomorrow,
do some campaigning before the election.
- That so?
Perhaps I need to show him just how much
support I have here in Avonlea.
- Why?
You've already got everyone in your back pocket.
- Maybe I have to show him just who's boss.
(a bird cries)
- Sara, you were so right.
Why didn't I listen?
I never thought there could be anything worse
than losing my prize.
Now even Edward won't talk to me.
I never thought I'd see the day
when I would complain about that.
But now I do care.
- You were pretty mean to Clemmie.
- I thought that I was helping her.
She did want to become more popular.
- I warned you that it was bound to hurt her feelings
if she found out.
Why you were so taken by Sally Potts and Jane Spry
is beyond me.
You don't even like them.
- I don't know.
I just can't stand the thought of everyone disliking me.
Anyway, I like to have lots of friends.
- Lots of friend who would just as soon cut you to pieces
as look at you?
Anyway, Clemmie and I are still your friends.
- Clemmie probably will never want to speak to me again.
Sara, how did you know this was going to happen?
Well, as Aunt Hetty always says, if you do something wrong,
it's bound to come back at you somehow.
Now, what you have to do
is you have to ask Clemmie to forgive you.
- I know.
(slow, serene music)
(horse nickers)
- [Mrs. Biggins] How dare that dreadful man
put signs on my porch?
(slow, serene music)
- Hello, Clemmie, hello, Edward.
Clemmie, wait.
I really need to talk to you.
Please, let me explain.
- Come on, Clemmie, let's go.
And you can just leave my sister alone, Felicity King.
- When I think of all the work I did
clearing my sight-lines, grading, seeding,
and now all you can see is Judson Parker's face.
- He's defaced the whole town is what he's done.
- And after all the Women's League did
with the Avonlea Improvement Society to beautify it,
it is not right.
- You should never have let him donate
that prize to the harvest party.
Now he's gonna think that we owe him something.
- Well, Elvira.
I'm not one to be backward at admitting my error,
and I'll admit it.
He has no public spirit, that man.
- Thinks he's got this whole town sewed up, does he?
- He's a manipulator, alright.
I saw through him from the start, didn't I, Elvira?
- David Amsberry would never stoop to something like this.
He has too much regard for public opinion.
- Guess you were right about him all along, Alec.
Seems a lot of us were carried away by foolish promises.
- Well, I'll tell you one thing for sure.
Judson Parker's not getting my vote.
- Nor mine.
- Nor my husband's.
- Father, there's something that I have to tell you.
- Yeah, what's that?
- I was really angry with you at the harvest party,
because I thought that it was your fault
that I lost the prize.
But I want you to know that I don't feel that way anymore.
- Well, princess, it's not always easy to do,
but I figure you can't get everyone to agree with you
all the time about everything, so might as well just do
what you think is right in the first place.
- I realize that now, and I'm really proud of you.
(slow, serene music)
(birds chirping)
(slow, serene music)
- [Felicity] Clemmie's going to do her speech after recess.
- [Sara] Come on, Felicity, try talking to her again.
- Clemmie, wait.
You have every reason to be angry at me,
but I never meant to hurt you.
And if it's worth anything at all to you, then,
I really like you, Clemmie, I always have.
And I like you because of who you are,
not because of who you could be.
You're sincere and you're loyal.
I was wrong, I, I took advantage of you, and I am sorry.
- I was very nervous at the harvest party.
But I know you were only trying to help me.
We're still friends, Felicity.
- It's gonna be so funny,
- [Both] Clemmie's doing her speech today.
- Now that that party is finally over,
I expect absolute attention, do you hear?
So does Clemmie.
You may begin, Clemmie.
- Harvest time.
This year, harvest time was not what I expected.
I'm not certain of how to say this,
because I'm not very good at expressing myself,
but I feel I have to say it.
Sometimes people will laugh at you,
but not everyone is going to like you.
The most important thing in life is to be yourself.
That's the only way you can have the confidence in yourself
to know what is right and what is wrong.
Harvest time is still my most favorite time of year,
but this year for a different reason.
That's all.
- Thank you, Clemmie.
Take your seat.
Well.
Yes.
Class, open your spellers
and turn to the verb section at the end.
(birds chirping)
(children speaking distantly)
- Why don't you come over to my house and help Sara and I
with our tobacco quilts that we're working on
for the winter bazaar?
- Alright.
- Oh, good!
And I promise I won't fix your hair,
or make you straighten your shoulders
or straighten your walk.
- I've sort of been practicing it anyhow.
- Clemmie, are you coming?
I'm freezing.
- Clemmie's coming over to my house.
Would you like to come?
- Only if you promise not to make me
walk with a book on my head or straighten my shoulders.
- What?
- Well, I saw the whole lesson through your window.
- [Felicity and Clemmie] Edward!
(bright, serene music)
(children chattering in the distance)
(bright, serene music)
(crickets chirping)
(bird warbling)
(somber trumpet music)