(crickets chirping) (animals calling out)
(quiet calming orchestral music)
- [Man] Hard to believe how Malcolm and Abigail's
little boy has grown.
- [Boy] I sure don't want another sister, mother.
- Well Dr. Bear says there's a possibility of twins.
(laughing)
- One brother would be enough for me, mother.
- Well, your father and Uncle Roger
certainly were a handful, weren't you, Alec?
- Well I mean, we, we had our disagreements over the years,
but I wouldn't say we didn't get along.
(laughing) - Oh Alec,
you and Roger never saw eye to eye about anything.
- Is Uncle Roger as famous as Aunt Hetty says he is?
- Well, Uncle Roger and your Aunt Hetty
have always been very close, Felix.
- But he's done very well for himself considering.
- Oh well, he's one of the most sought after
geologists in the country.
- I can't wait to see him again.
(chuckling)
- Remember when Roger pushed you out of the barn door
into the manure? (laughing)
You went face first down in the--
(laughing)
- Janet,
now it looks like Dr. Blair has been here a while waiting.
Whoa.
And uh, well I've got some things to pick up at Lawson's.
- Please finish the story, mother.
(laughing)
- Well, it all started when Roger and your father
were raising pigs for the Charlotte Town Fair
and they couldn't decide which one of them
should parade the pigs in front of the judge.
So--
(horses and carriages clattering)
(humming)
- Good day.
- Hello. - Hello Alec.
(child giggling)
- [Boy] I got you good. (giggling)
- I don't know where they get their energy.
I really don't.
- Children, that's enough now.
(expressing disappointment)
- Can we have a candy stick, papa?
- Maybe some other time, son.
You don't want to spoil your appetite.
- Spoil our appetite?
We just had dinner.
- That'll be $2.10.
- Could you see your way to putting that on my account?
- Oh Amous, I'm afraid you've already
overextended your credit.
Now I told you last time--
- I know, I know, but if you could just
give me a couple of weeks til I get the harvest in,
I'd be able to settle it with you then.
(thumping)
- Oh. - Oh May,
now what have you done?
(crying) - [Woman] Oh.
- [Alec] There there, you'll be all right.
- Now, it's all right, Amous, accidents happen.
Why don't you just take the children home
and I'll put it on your account.
- Thanks Alvira.
I'm real sorry.
- I'll help you carry those things, Amous.
- Oh thanks, Alec.
Come on Steven, May, let's go home.
- Maybe I'll take a couple of these, Alvira.
- Oh, all right.
- Here, you think you can use one of these?
- [Steven] Thanks.
- [Alec] Here you go.
- Thanks.
(chuckling)
- One of those days, is it, Amous?
(sighing)
- Every day has been one of those days, lately, Alec.
- Come on, it can't be as bad as that.
- It is.
- What's the problem?
- Money and luck,
neither of which seem to come my way these days.
I'm in a bad spot of trouble, Alec.
Stand to lose the farm.
- Go on, you're not serious.
- A horse ran off, I fell and broke my arm,
missed a couple of payments in the past three months,
bank says I'm a bad risk.
They've decided not to extend my loan.
- That's nonsense.
Everyone knows it's gonna be a bumper potato crop this year.
- Well, maybe for everyone else.
For me, it'll only be fair at best.
- There's no reason why you shouldn't
have an excellent crop, Amous.
- All I need's a few more weeks
and I could just get my crop in,
be able to start paying off my mortgage again.
- I can help you get your crop in.
- I appreciate that, Alec.
It still won't solve my problem.
- Well how about if I go along to the bank
and co-sign for your loan?
- I don't understand.
- Well if I co-sign your mortgage,
then the unlikely event your crop doesn't come through,
the bank will still get their money.
- You'd do that for me?
- Of course, that's what neighbors are for, Amous.
(calming orchestral music)
- Aren't you finished yet?
- A piece of quartz.
An odd place to find a rock like this on PEI.
Hm.
- That's Grandpa King's fishing basket, isn't it?
- Aunt Hetty gave it to me as a going away present.
- But it was promised to me.
Besides, you don't even fish.
- I use it to store my rock collection.
- You can't put rocks in there,
you'll ruin it.
- [Girl] Lunch is here, Felix, come and eat.
- [Felix] It's about time.
- Andrew, Aunt Hetty wants to see you.
When's your father supposed to arrive?
- In about a week if all goes well.
I've really been adding to my rock collection.
I hope he's impressed by it.
- I'm sure he will be.
- Well, I'm going to go see what Aunt Hetty wants.
(calming orchestral music)
Aunt Hetty?
Aunt Hetty.
- Oh, Andrew, there you are.
- Sara said you wanted to speak to me?
- Indeed I do.
I uh, picked up this at the post office this morning
and it's for you.
- What is it?
- [Aunt Hetty] Well, open it up, find out.
- It's from the superintendent of education.
- Oh, a special citation is what it is
for your science essay.
- I'd almost forgotten about that.
- Oh your father's gonna be supremely proud of you.
Uh, come over here, Andrew.
Uh, sit down please.
Oh, excuse me.
I have never shown this to anyone before,
but uh, I think now.
It is a collection of each and every one
of your father's report cards and science tests.
There are also a few published articles
he sent me over the years.
- Really?
I'd like to read these if I could.
- It would be time well spent, don't you think?
(calming orchestral music)
(splashing)
- You know I always loved that fishing basket.
- [Alec] Hm?
- And Grandpa King promised it to me.
Now he's got it full of dumb rocks.
(laughing)
- Well settle down, Felix, I mean, uh,
it's obviously been a mistake.
- Well it's already half ruined.
- Well, it'll all be settled once I talk to your Aunt Hetty.
- He got straight A's.
- Mmhmm.
And due entirely to Roger's own hard work, discipline.
Though, I will confess, the A's in English literature
were due in large part to my tutoring.
- Why didn't you go to university, Aunt Hetty?
- In those days, well,
it was acceptable for an intelligent woman
to become a teacher, yes, but the idea of higher education,
no, no, no, simply wasn't possible.
- Uh, excuse me Aunt Hetty, but I have to milk the cows
so uh--
- Ah, ah, pish posh,
you've only a short while left in Avonlea.
Your time's better spent with me.
Get one of the others to do the chores for you.
Now--
- Hetty.
- Alec?
Ah, Felix, how fortunate, I was just thinking of you.
I want you to do the milking for Andrew this afternoon.
He'll be very busy you see.
- He's what?
- Busy.
Not that difficult to understand, Felix.
I want you to milk the cows.
- Hetty, I need to have a word with you.
Now, you boys can run along for a minute.
Andrew I do want you to milk the cows,
despite what your Aunt Hetty says.
(crow cawing)
- That's my fishing basket.
- Hetty, what the devil are you doing
getting Felix to do Andrew's chores?
- Really Alec, that boy has far too much potential
to waste his time doing chores.
Besides, I've given him some important reading to do.
- Chores teach a boy responsibility.
- A boy of Andrew's caliber need exercise his mind
far more than his muscle, since fortunately it appears
he's inherited Roger's intellect.
- Ah, so you're trying to turn him into a bookworm.
Look, all the boy needs is a normal upbringing
and besides, you had absolutely no business
giving him father's prize fishing basket.
- I see no point in getting riled up
over a decrepit old basket.
- A decrepit old,
you wouldn't let Felix even touch the thing.
- Oh really, Alec.
- Besides, you know that father promised that basket
to Felix for his 12th birthday, didn't he?
- Good grief.
You don't expect me to take it back now, do ya?
- Hetty, Alec, it's Roger, he's here!
(horse whinnying)
- Father!
- Andrew.
- Father, you're here!
I've missed you, Papa.
- And I've missed you, son.
Here, come on, let me look at you.
My God, how you've grown.
- Roger.
How are ya?
- Hello Alec.
Hetty.
- Welcome home, Roger.
Goodness, it feels as if you've been gone a lifetime.
- [Roger] Olivia.
- Roger. (kissing)
Oh, it's been so long.
- That's quite enough sentimentality, Olivia.
Poor man must be exhausted.
Alec, get Roger's luggage for him, will you?
- [Roger] Oh no, no, no, no, I'll get it.
- Oh no you will not.
Alec will take care of it.
Come on, let's go inside.
I'm sure Janet and Felicity will have
some morsal for you to eat.
Oh, I wasn't expecting you for at least another week.
You must tell me all about Brazil.
Oh and Andrew has been my prize student all year.
- [Roger] Oh Hetty, it's been quite a year
and I have so many stories to tell you.
- Oh Roger King.
Oh, this is a surprise.
We weren't expecting you so soon.
- I had to cut short my lecture tour.
- Well, it's our gain. (giggling)
Oh you remember Felicity and Felix, don't you?
And uh, oh, Cecily, our little baby.
She wasn't even born when you were last here.
- Hello Uncle Roger.
- Felicity.
Felix.
Cecily.
- Please to meet you, Uncle Roger.
- [Hetty] And this is Sara Stanley, Ruth's daughter.
- Sara, I've read so much about you in Andrew's letters.
- Welcome to Avonlea, Uncle Roger.
(chuckling)
- Now, this is what I call a homecoming.
- Not at all.
Your real homecoming's going to be a small reception
that I'm, that, that, we're arranging for you.
You can be sure all of Avonlea will be there.
- Don't go making a fuss now, Hetty.
- Oh nonsense.
How often does this community get a chance to honor
a world famous geologist?
- Well, I wouldn't put it quite like that.
- Oh no, no, none of your false modesty, Roger King.
Must accept what you are, a brilliant man.
Oh goodness, that reminds me,
I did contact the Halifax Herald
for the reception, they're sending a photographer
and a reporter to do a story on your accomplishments.
- [Roger] You can't be serious.
- I couldn't be more serious.
- [Alec] Where would you like me to put this?
- [Roger] Oh let me give you a hand.
- Oh no, that's all right.
I'll show Alec where it goes.
- Thank you, Janet.
- You poor thing, must be famished.
Now hear that, Janet, we must feed our conquering hero.
(sighing) (group conversing)
- Gee Alec, if I listen to one more minute
of Hetty's adoration, I'm going to be sick to my stomach.
- Aunt Olivia,
what happened to Uncle Roger's leg?
- Oh he fell and hurt it when he was a little baby.
- How?
- Sara, it happened a long time ago.
Don't say anything about it.
- All right.
(crickets chirping)
- Well all I need is a quiet little corner
to finish this report.
- Oh, well what about the parlor, Alec?
- Certainly, no one will bother you there.
Come on.
Remember the time you threw your book at me
and broke the window?
Father was so mad, he almost twisted both our ears off.
- This room sure brings back a lot of memories.
I must have spent half my childhood in here studying.
- Certainly paid off.
- Sometimes I'd put away the books and come over here
just to watch you and the others play hockey
down by the pond.
- Eh, you'd have just frozen your feet like the rest of us.
- At least I would have had a choice.
If it hadn't been for my bad leg.
- Ah, Andrew.
You haven't had a chance to be alone with your father.
I'm sure you've got lots to talk about.
I'll leave you to it.
- I was hoping you could take a look at my rock collection.
- Oh let me just finish unpacking my papers, son.
- Aunt Hetty told me about the collection you had
when you were my age.
She saved all sorts of things of yours and I um--
- Oh, now that reminds me.
I brought this for you, son.
- [Andrew] Thanks.
- [Roger] It's ore, laced with gold.
- [Andrew] Gold?
Sure don't find that around here.
- Company's still having trouble with
that smelter I developed for 'em.
- I thought that, what?
Your contract is finished with them, isn't it?
- Well technically, yes.
Perhaps these changes I'm preparing will
alleviate some of their problems.
- Um well, could you just take a--
- Now look, Andrew,
I really must get started on this analysis.
I cut short my tour so that
I could respond to this immediately.
Perhaps we could look at your collection later.
- I understand if you're that busy then.
- Oh, we'll look at it in the morning.
Goodnight now, son.
It's awfully good to see you again.
- All right, goodnight.
(melancholy orchestral music)
- Off to bed so soon?
- Father's got a lot of urgent work to attend to.
- Mm.
Well when the pressure's off him,
he'll have more time to spend with you.
- I guess.
- Things'll be back to normal.
- Bunch of dumb rocks.
(shutting door)
- Off to town, Alec?
- Yeah, care to join me?
- Sorry, another time.
Would you mind posting this letter for me?
- Ah, you finish up all your work last night?
- No, no, just some preliminary recommendations.
- I see.
Have you seen Andrew this morning?
- No, must still be doing his chores.
- Roger, I was uh, I was thinking maybe we could
take Felix and Andrew over to the auction
in Carmondy this afternoon.
- I would have thought you would have plenty
to do around here.
- Oh nothing that can't wait til tomorrow.
Might do us all a world of good,
take a few hours off, clear your head, see some old friends.
You know the auctioneer up there is Hugh McDonald.
- My work can't wait, Alec.
- It's just for the afternoon.
I mean,
I know Andrew would enjoy it.
- Still trying to play my big brother, aren't you?
- Roger,
(sighing)
Come on.
(wheels rattling)
(people talking quietly)
- Alec.
Alec!
- Good morning, Amous.
How's the crop coming?
- You haven't heard the news, have ya?
- News, what's that?
- There was a run on the Abbey Bank in Carmondy yesterday.
The Abbey made some bad investments out West,
lost a lot of money.
Folks caught wind the bank was in trouble,
rushed to take their money out.
So they called in all their loans.
- A bank run?
- They called in my loan and they seized your money.
- No.
(sighing)
- Alec, I don't know what to say.
I told ya everything I touch goes sour.
I'm sorry.
- It's not all lost, Amous.
You still got your crop.
You could repay me when you get it in.
I'll be over in the morning to give you a hand.
- Yeah.
(quiet orchestral music)
(clanking)
- Alec, what is all this about?
I'm extremely busy.
A reception of this magnitude doesn't organize itself,
you know.
Oh good heavens, Olivia, I hope Janet remembered
to get the uh, pickled preserves.
Where is she anyway?
- She's lying down.
This will just take a minute.
Amous Sprey has broken his arm
and uh, I've offered to give him a hand with his crops.
So for the next few weeks, I'll be working at his place.
- Giving help to Amous Sprey is a complete
and utter waste of time.
- Hetty, that's unkind.
- You can't get large eggs from a small bird's backside.
I mean really--
- Hetty, please.
Now, I can't possibly work both farms,
so uh, it's gonna be a lot more work around here
for everyone else.
- I'm still busy with my reports,
but I'm sure I can spare some time
to help keep an eye on things around here for you.
- Oh, thanks, Roger.
- Actually, I've noticed a few aspects of your operation
which could be made more efficient.
- Hm.
- [Amous] I hope all your help's not going to waste, Alec.
- [Alec] Have no fear, Amous, we'll get your crop in.
(cheerful orchestral music)
- Hetty.
Have you got a minute?
- For you, always.
(chuckling)
Come on, sit yourself down.
I was just working on plans for your reception,
but nothing that can't wait, of course.
Have you finished the report?
- Yes.
Hetty, I've been taking some time
looking at Alec's operations.
Now he's a good farmer,
but he's such a slave to traditional methods.
- Wouldn't surprise me, though I do try not to get involved
with what Alec does on the farm.
- Well, perhaps you should.
He works your land too and we all share
in the profits, don't we?
- Well yes, I suppose.
- Then we both have a vested interest in what goes on here.
- Well yes, of course.
It's our farm.
What are you suggesting?
- Well maybe it's time we nudged Alec into the 20th century.
(thumping)
- [Andrew] Strange looking contraption, isn't it?
- Yes, indeed, the most modern milking machine there is.
- Roger,
Roger, this telegram just arrived for you.
- Thank you.
- Oh, oh, isn't this wonderful.
Oh. - Where's it from?
- Not bad news, I hope.
- It's the mining project.
- You don't have to go, do you?
- [Alec] All right, what are you up to?
What the heck's this thing?
- Hetty and I thought it was time
you came out of the dark ages
and adopted more progressive farming techniques.
(laughing)
- We can't afford a milking machine.
Besides, these things are notorious for not working.
- Now don't fret, Alec.
I've already paid for it.
Yes, out of the King trust account.
- Oh.
- Alec, we are living in an era of changing times.
Technology is revolutionizing the lives we lead
both in the city and the country.
If you fail to keep up, you simply won't survive.
- We only have three cows, Uncle Roger.
- Exactly.
What you need is 20 or 30.
- 20 or 30?
- It's not a dairy farm operation I'm running, Roger.
- You have to specialize in order to turn
a reasonable profit.
You have to look at the farm as a business.
- Roger and I have been discussing plans to improve the--
- Now hold your horses, you two.
I run this farm.
You could at least include me in these discussions.
- Don't be silly, Alec.
You'd never have agreed to it.
- Well if you two are such experts in agriculture,
maybe you should run the farm.
- Well, maybe we should be running this farm.
- Let's get something straight here, Roger,
you got the education, I got the farm.
Now I don't interfere in your affairs,
so don't meddle in mine.
- He means it.
(sighing)
- Listen to me, Alec, I really was only trying to help.
You're too stubborn for your own good sometimes.
- I appreciate your concern.
We're managing.
- I never doubted that.
You know, you've never listened to any voice
other than your own and probably rightly so,
so I will keep my nose out of your affairs.
As it stands, I won't be here much longer.
- Oh?
- I must return to Brazil.
- Does Andrew know about this?
- No.
Would you be amiable if I asked you to keep Andrew here
at Avonlea for another year?
- I don't think that's a good idea, Roger.
He's been looking forward to being with you a long time.
- I know that, Alec, but I feel I have a moral obligation
to complete this job satisfactorily.
- What about your responsibility to your son?
- You're a fine one to talk about responsibilities.
Running around taking care of a neighbor's problems
when you should be at home running this place?
- I just want what's best for Andrew.
- I'm not working for my own glorification.
I'm working for my son's security.
- He's gonna be very disappointed.
- I know Andrew better than anyone else.
He'll understand.
(somber orchestral music)
(crickets chirping)
Ah.
- You have to go back to Brazil, don't you?
- Oh, uh,
I've been meaning to talk to you about it.
It's only for another year.
It's not really a long time, now is it?
- No, I guess not.
- I knew you'd understand, son.
Whatever happened to that rock collection
you were gonna show me?
- Perhaps later.
I have other things to do.
- Later it is.
(somber orchestral music)
(rooster crowing)
(cow mooing)
- You haven't milked one cow yet.
What would you and your father do with 30?
- Why don't you just squeal a little louder,
you little tattletale.
- Your father and his fancy ideas.
- What do you know?
- I know I want my fishing basket back.
- Well, it's not yours.
- It is so!
- Whoa, hey, hey, hey, what's this all about, huh?
- Andrew hasn't milked the cows yet.
- Why don't you keep your nose out of
other people's business?
- Well it's way past milking time.
- That's enough, Felix.
You go and feed the chickens.
Andrew, I uh, well I understand why you're upset.
- I'm not upset.
- Well, then you can do your chores, right?
(cow mooing)
(cheerful orchestral music)
- The people of Avonlea are certainly going to remember
Roger King's reception if I have anything to do with it.
Good afternoon, I wish to withdraw $40 from this account.
- 30 did you say?
- No, 40.
- Sign here, please.
- Mmhmm.
- And that brings your balance to $2.50.
Next, please.
- Thank you very much.
$2.50?
Well there must be a mistake.
- A what?
- A mistake.
- There is no mistake, madame.
Your balance is $2.50.
Next please.
- My good woman, there has to be a substantial
amount of money in this account.
It is the King Trust account.
Clearly you have confused our number with somebody else's.
Kindly check it again.
- Why are you whispering?
I can barely hear you when you're talking
let alone whispering.
- I said, check it again!
(people reacting awkwardly)
- Oh good lord, I am sorry.
I did make a mistake.
I'm so glad you pressed me to check.
I would have been in a good deal of hot water.
Your balance isn't $2.50, it's $1.50.
- What'd you say?
(mooing)
Alec!
Alec King, I have just returned from the bank in Carmondy.
The teller tells me the money's gone.
Good grief, Alec, what have you done with the money?
- Well I,
I'm sorry, Hetty.
I meant to explain earlier.
- Explain what?
- It's a long story, you see,
Amous Sprey needed--
- Are you actually saying that you gave that money
to Amous Sprey?
- I'm sure we'll get the money back.
- Why didn't you just simply
take it out of the bank and burn it?
- That money belongs to all of us.
Olivia's, Hetty's, mine.
- Amous' crop's worth twice what I lent him.
He'll repay.
- We'll never see that money again.
Alec King, you're an irresponsible fool.
- You'll get your money back, Hetty.
I know what I'm doing.
- Oh?
And I suppose handing all that money over
to the likes of a Sprey shows your good business sense?
You can't do anything right.
(melancholy orchestral music)
(chickens clucking)
- One, two, three, four, five, six, seven cherry pies.
Two lemon pies-- - Janet,
- Two-- - Janet,
I need to talk with you.
- Yes, what is it, Alec?
- Well, it uh, it has to do with Amous Sprey.
- Oh.
Oh dear, Hetty hasn't invited him too,
has she, with his brood?
- No, I don't think she'd invite him.
(sighing)
- That's a relief.
She's had me cook enough for half the island as it is.
- Well, actually it's about the King trust.
You see--
- This trust, Hetty to leave all the work to us.
Oh, she's just been impossible to deal with
since she's taken charge of this ridiculous party.
- I wouldn't worry about the reception, Janet.
(laughing)
- Oh, it's all very well for you to tell me not to worry.
You don't know what it's like to have all these pressures
on your mind and in my condition,
I'm just exhausted, Alec.
I've got to go to bed.
Could you cover those pies before you head up?
- Janet, I really need to talk to you.
(sighing)
All right, I can do it.
Goodnight, love.
(melancholy orchestral music)
(humming)
(melancholy orchestral music)
(crickets chirping) (cows mooing)
Shh.
Let's not wake up the whole bloody neighborhood now, huh?
Here's to you, girl.
I know, I know.
Hm.
I know it's Roger, Roger and his crazy ideas.
He's been my brother for what is it?
Oh 40 years or more.
We still don't get along.
And I've tried.
Really.
Really I have, I've tried.
(clanking)
Oh.
So you hate that damn milking machine as much as I do.
Well,
well we're not gonna use it, right?
(mooing)
Right.
(cheerful orchestral music)
- Uh, don't you dare, Felix King.
Oh, Felicity, this is dirty.
You must be able to see one's face in it, remember?
Run inside.
Get a clean one.
- You've done a remarkable job, Hetty.
I'm indebted for the the warm hospitality.
(chuckling)
- Really Roger, oh it's nothing.
- It's nothing to her, all right.
We do all the work and she gets all the glory.
- Felicity.
- [Man] Smile please.
(thumping) - [Woman] Oh.
(giggling)
- Oh.
- Now, maybe we could have one in front of the house
where you were born?
- How about one with a close member of the family, hm?
Hetty, come over here.
My sister was the one who pushed me
to become a geologist.
- Oh. (laughing)
Now, Roger's exaggerating.
Oh, I am hardly prepared for this sort of thing.
- It's only a photograph.
- [Hetty] What must I look like?
Everyone's gonna think this was my idea.
- [Man] Smile please.
(thumping)
And again, please.
(thumping)
- Go on.
(somber orchestral music)
(thumping)
(mooing)
(clanking)
- We were just trying to twist Roger's arm
into accepting a position at Delhowsey University.
- Delhowsey, oh, afraid you'd be wasting your time, however.
Roger still has significant commitments in Brasil, you see.
Don't you, dear?
- Just for another year.
- Andrew.
- [Andrew] Just leave me alone.
- Come on, Andrew,
you're missing all of your father's party.
- [Andrew] Who cares?
(sighing)
- [Sara] Are you all right?
- He's going away.
- I'm sure it won't be forever.
Uncle Alec says he'll be back within the year.
- That's what he says now
til something more important comes along.
I don't know, he just keeps running and running.
Maybe things would be different if my mother
were still alive. (mooing)
(thumping)
- What's the matter with Molly?
(mooing)
(energetic orchestral music)
Uncle Alec.
There's something wrong with one of the cows.
She's making an awful noise.
- Easy there, girl.
Easy.
- [Sara] What's wrong with her?
- Oh, easy.
Well, I think that she's got Mastitis.
- What's that?
- It's an infection of the udder that cows get
when they're not milked regularly.
Andrew, when'd you last milk this cow?
- I used the machine this morning.
- The machine.
Good lord, Sara, you better get me some hot water.
And you had better learn to follow instructions, young man.
(sighing)
- [Hetty] The house is always full of insects.
(laughing)
- Excuse me.
Miss Hetty King is it?
- Uh, yes, I most certainly am.
- Uh, sorry to barge in on your like this, Miss King,
but this is rather urgent official business.
- Oh,
would you excuse me a moment?
Why don't we step over here, hm?
My good man, what do you mean by coming in here?
This is private property.
- Apparently you purchased a milking machine
from McCray Farm Equipment?
- Yes, I did.
- It seems your check was returned, ma'am.
There were insufficient funds in your account in Carmondy.
I'm here to repossess the milking machine.
- Surely it can all wait for a more appropriate day?
- I'm sorry ma'am, my instructions are to take the machine
away with me unless you can pay for it.
In cash.
(playful orchestral music)
- [Felix] Hey, where are you going with my fishing basket?
- [Andrew] None of your business, Felix.
(splashing)
- Andrew, what are you doing?
(splashing) - Dumb rocks.
(splashing)
- That's my basket!
- It's my basket and I'll do what I please with it!
(splashing) - What'd you do that for?
You stuck up little Hetty's pet!
(grunting)
- Felix, Andrew, stop it!
Someone's gonna get hurt.
(grunting)
- Alec King, I have never been so humiliated in my,
of all things, the bailiffs arrived,
in the middle of everyone to uh,
repossess the milking machine.
- Well, let 'em have it.
- Don't give yourself airs Alec King.
This is your fault and you act like nothing's happened.
- Look, we've got a cow in there that might die
if I don't get the vet.
- Cow?
- Your milking machine.
- Uncle Alec!
Uncle Alec!
Andrew and Felix won't stop fighting!
Andrew tried to throw Felix in the river!
- Sara. (energetic orchestral music)
- All right fellas, stop that!
Stop that right now, both of you!
Come on.
Felix, you know better than to get into fights.
- He tossed his stupid rock collection in the river
and Grandpa King's fishing basket too!
Look!
(gasping)
- [Hetty] Andrew.
- What did you do that for, Andrew?
- Because he can't stand the blasted rock collection.
Until a few weeks ago, he had no interest in rocks at all.
He's just trying to please you.
- That's ridiculous.
He's always loved geology.
It's your fault, you damn fool.
Since he's been in Avonlea,
you've done nothing but turn him against me.
- Well if you really believe that,
why are you letting him stay here with me now?
Answer me that, Mr. Internationally Renowned Geologist.
- Alec, stop that.
- [Alec] You make me sick.
- Now I realize the mistake I've made,
leaving Andrew with someone who
can't even look after himself let alone his family.
- Just because of that blasted accident,
you've taken your frustrations out on me ever since.
Well, I have had enough!
You've got a chip on your shoulder
that gets bigger and uglier the older you get!
- Alec!
Roger, you're both behaving like a couple of children.
- Father would roll over in his grave
if he ever knew what a failure you are.
- You are so full of yourself, you can't see past your nose.
You wouldn't lift a shovel with that bum leg of yours.
- You weren't the one dropped when you were a child.
- Well sometimes I wish I was because then I wouldn't
have to listen to you complaining about it forever.
- Well, maybe you ought to know what it's like.
(screaming) (splashing)
- Oh,
Roger, Roger, do something.
- He's drowning!
He's drowning!
- Alec! (dramatic orchestral music)
(splashing)
- Let him over this way here, Roger.
Face him here.
There.
(grunting) Two,
three-- (coughing)
(somber orchestral music)
(mooing)
(clearing throat)
(clanking)
- How's the patient?
- Well, I think she'll be fine.
Doc Griffith's got the swelling down and uh--
- I uh,
wasn't referring to the cow.
- Me?
I'm as solid as a rock, Roger.
Then you,
you know all about rocks, don't you?
- Obviously not enough, Alec.
You know, for a second there, I though I uh,
you were nearly killed.
- Then thanks to you, I wasn't.
- Would have been my fault.
I just don't know what came over me.
I,
can you ever forgive me?
(sighing)
- You're my brother, Roger.
You always will be.
(heartwarming orchestral music)
(rustling)
- I always hated this job when I was your age.
- It isn't very important, is it?
- It is to the cows.
- Hm.
- Andrew, I've been thinking about my going back to Brasil.
- I understand why you have to go back.
I just miss you, that's all.
- I am not going to allow you to miss me anymore, son.
(heartwarming orchestral music)
- Where'd you get that?
- Took a while, but I found it downstream in the reeds.
I want to show you something.
- No thanks.
Seen enough of your dumb rocks.
- Come on, Felix, open it.
- All right.
What's this?
- [Andrew] Maybe you could take me fishing tomorrow
and both use it.
- Yeah.
(talking quietly) (dishes clanking)
- Be sure you get those vegetables.
- [Hetty] Sara, cauliflower, your favorite.
- Thank you.
- You think now would be a good time to spring--
(mumbling)
You sure about this now?
- Yes, papa.
- All right.
(clearing throat) (clinking glass)
Please, everyone, there's something I'd like to say.
Andrew and I have discussed it.
We've decided to accept the position
offered me at Delhousey University next Fall.
- Oh Roger.
- Oh.
- I would like to thank all of you
for your kind generosity,
friendship, and leadership you've extended to Andrew
over the past year.
We all owe Alec a great deal.
Please, raise your glasses in a toast to Alec.
(knocking) - Alec.
Alec.
Oh, I'm sorry.
I didn't think you'd be having dinner yet.
Uh, this'll wait.
- Amous, come on in here.
- Uh,
it's not all of it, but it's as much as I could get by with.
- You didn't have to pay it back right away.
- Well, thanks to your help,
over the past couple of weeks,
I've made more than enough for just half my crop.
I'll give you the rest at the end of the season.
- That's good news, Amous, thank you.
- No, no, no, it's you I gotta thank.
There's few in Avonlea who do what you've done, Alec.
- Good Aunt Hetty, now we can get that milking machine back.
- Oh well uh,
I think we'll let Alec decide that, Sara.
- Perhaps you'd like to join us in a toast.
- Oh uh,
- [Roger] Raise your glasses.
- To Alec King.
- To Amous Sprey.
- To your health.
- Good health.
(carefree orchestral music) (birds chirping)
(crickets chirping) (animals calling out)