World Masterpiece Theater
SILVER ZERO SUBS
Child Welfare Culture Award Winner
http://silverzerosubs.blogspot.com/
Edited by JPET
Theme song "To hear the words of a song" Lyrics - Kishida Eriko Composed and Arranged - Miyoshi Akira
Kikoeru kashira
Do you hear? Hooves beating
AKAGE NO ANNE
Original story by Lucy Maud Montgomery
Hizume no oto
A carriage glides over the gentle hills
Yuruyakana oka wo nutte
Kaketekuru basha
It lifts me up, It lifts me up
Mukae ni kuru no mukae ni kuru no ne
And it takes me
Dare ka ga
Watashi wo tsureteyuku no ne
Shiroi hana no michi he
To the avenue with white flowers
To where the wind comes from
Kaze no furusato he
It takes me,
Tsureteyuku no ne
It takes me.
Tsureteyuku no ne
Nippon Animation
Mrs. Rachel Lynde Is Properly Horrified
Well, I'm going to work.
You've become lazier at work lately, Matthew.
W-well now. Am I not as before?
Be careful!
Marilla, after work, can I go out to play?
All right. I'll give you about 30 minutes.
Don't forget to return on time.
Don't worry!
Anne had been at Green Gables for two weeks...
and the news that Matthew and Marilla had adopted her,
had spread all over Avonlea.
You must have felt very badly!
Yes. To think someone who didn't get ill like me, would fall ill for two weeks.
That flu is not to be underestimated.
Oh yes, Marilla.
I've been hearing some surprising things about you.
I don't suppose you are any more surprised than I am myself.
I'm getting over my surprise now.
It was too bad there was such a mistake. Couldn't you have sent her back?
I suppose we could, but we decided not to.
Matthew took a fancy to her.
But Marilla...
And I must say I like her myself.
Although I admit she has her faults.
The house seems a different place already. She's a real bright little thing.
Wait!
It's a great responsibility you've taken on yourself.
Especially when you've never had any experience with children.
You don't know much about her or her real disposition, I suppose.
But I don't want to discourage you.
I'm not feeling discouraged.
When I make up my mind to do a thing it stays made up.
Alright, alright! You are really stubborn!
I'll call her in.
She's here?
Anne! Anne! Come home!
Yes!
What is it, Marilla?
Well, they didn't pick you for your looks, that's sure and certain.
She's terrible skinny and homely, Marilla.
Come here, child, and let me have a look at you.
Lawful heart, did any one ever see such freckles? And hair as red as carrots.
Come here, child, I say.
I hate you!
I hate you! I hate you! I hate you!
How dare you call me skinny and ugly?
How dare you say I'm freckled and redheaded?
You are a rude, impolite, unfeeling woman!
Anne!
How dare you say such things about me?
How would you like to have such things said about you?
How would you like to be told that you are fat and clumsy
and probably hadn't a spark of imagination in you?
I don't care if I do hurt your feelings by saying so!
I hope I hurt them.
You have hurt mine worse than they were ever hurt before
even by Mrs. Thomas' intoxicated husband.
And I'll never forgive you for it, never!
Did anybody ever see such a temper!
Anne go to your room and stay there until I come up.
Well, I don't envy you your job bringing that up.
Sorry!
You shouldn't have twitted her about her looks, Rachel.
Marilla Cuthbert, you don't mean to say that you are upholding her
in such a terrible display of temper as we've just seen?
No, she's been very naughty and I'll have to give her a talking to about it.
But we must make allowances for her. She's never been taught what is right.
And you were too hard on her, Rachel.
Well, I see that I'll have to be very careful what I say after this,
since the fine feelings of orphans
have to be considered before anything else.
Oh, no, I'm not vexed. Don't worry yourself.
I'm too sorry for you to leave any room for anger in my mind.
You'll have your own troubles with that child.
But if you'll take my advice,
I've brought up ten children and buried two.
You'll do that 'talking to' you mentioned, with a fair-sized birch switch.
I should think that would be the most effective language for that child.
Well, good evening.
I hope you'll come down to see me often as usual, Marilla.
But don't expect me to visit here again in a hurry
if I'm liable to be flown at and insulted in such a fashion.
It's something new in my experience.
Anne.
Anne!
Get off that bed this minute and listen to what I have to say to you.
This is a fine way for you to behave. Anne!
Aren't you ashamed of yourself?
She hadn't any right to call me ugly and redheaded.
You hadn't any right to fly into such a fury and talk the way you did to her.
I was ashamed of you.
I'm sure I don't know why you should lose your temper like that
just because Mrs. Lynde said you were red-haired and homely.
You say it yourself often enough.
But there's such a difference between saying a thing yourself
and hearing other people say it.
You may know a thing is so, but you can't help hoping other people don't think it is.
When she said those things, something just rose right up in me and choked me.
I had to fly off at her.
Well, you made a fine exhibition of yourself I must say.
Mrs. Lynde will have a nice story to tell about you everywhere.
But...
But, just imagine how you would feel if somebody told you to your face
that you were skinny and ugly.
What a pity.
She is such a dark, homely little thing.
Marilla is listening!
I don't say that I think Mrs. Lynde was exactly right in saying what she did to you,
but that is no excuse for such behavior on your part to a stranger and elderly person.
So, Anne...
You must go to Mrs. Lynde and tell her you are very sorry for your
bad temper and ask her to forgive you.
I can never do that!
I just can´t.
You can punish me in any way you like.
You can shut me up in a dark, damp dungeon inhabited by snakes and toads
and feed me only on bread and water.
But I cannot ask her to forgive me.
We're not in the habit of shutting people up in dark damp dungeons.
But apologize to Mrs. Lynde you must and shall
and you'll stay here in your room until you can tell me you're willing to do it.
I shall have to stay here forever then,
because I can't tell Mrs. Lynde I'm sorry I said those things to her.
How can I? I'm not sorry.
I'm sorry I've vexed you...
but I'm glad I told her just what I did.
It was a great satisfaction.
I can't say I'm sorry when I'm not, can I?
I can't even imagine I'm sorry.
Perhaps your imagination will be in better working order by the morning.
You'll have the night to think over your conduct.
You said you would try to be a very good girl if we kept you at Green Gables,
but I must say it hasn't seemed very much like it this evening.
But Anne was not entirely at fault.
It's a good thing she gave a calling down to that meddlesome old gossip.
Matthew, I'm astonished at you.
You know that Anne's behavior was dreadful, and yet you take her side!
I suppose you'll be saying next thing that she oughtn't to be punished at all!
Well now... no... not exactly...
I reckon she ought to be punished a little.
That's right. She'll stay up there until she's willing to apologize.
Why do women act like this?
Did you say something?
N-no... nothing...
I don't know how long you intend to be like that, but you've got to eat.
You didn't eat your breakfast or lunch.
I can't eat.
Do as you wish, but don't think I'll spare you because of this.
Yes!
Of course you wont let me go and I shall not complain.
I am prepared to stay here all my life.
I don't want to do what Rachel says. But her temper really vexes me.
Well, I have to get the cow back.
Anne!
How are you doing, Anne?
Oh, it's you Matthew.
Pretty well.
I imagine a good deal, and that helps to pass the time.
Of course, it's rather lonesome.
But I'll get used to that.
Well now, Anne, don't you think you'd better do it and have it over with?
Marilla's a dreadfully determined woman, dreadfully determined.
Do you mean apologize to Mrs. Lynde?
Yes, apologize. That's the very word.
Just... smooth it over so to speak.
I suppose I could do it to oblige you.
It would be true enough to say I am sorry,
because I am sorry now.
I wasn't a bit sorry last night. I was mad clear through.
I know I was, because I woke up three times and I was just furious every time.
But this morning it was over. I wasn't in a temper anymore.
I felt so ashamed of myself.
But I just couldn't think of going and telling Mrs. Lynde so.
It would be so humiliating.
I made up my mind I'd stay shut up here forever rather than do that.
But still...
I'd do anything for you...
if you really want me to...
Well now, of course I do.
It's terrible lonesome downstairs without you.
Very well.
I'll tell Marilla I've repented as soon as she comes in.
That's right, that's right.
Don't tell Marilla I said anything about it.
Don't worry. Wild horses won't drag the secret from me.
You're here already, Matthew?
I just came back.
Right, I have to sow the seeds.
Why was he so flustered?
Marilla.
Well?
I'm sorry I lost my temper and said rude things.
I'm willing to go and tell Mrs. Lynde so.
Very well.
Arrange your hair, and we'll be off.
What are you thinking of?
I'm imagining out what I must say to Mrs. Lynde.
But why doesn't your face seem to suggest so?
Oh, Mrs. Lynde, I am so extremely sorry. I could never express all my sorrow.
No, not if I used up a whole dictionary.
You must just imagine it.
I behaved terribly to you,
and I've disgraced my dear friends
Matthew and Marilla, who have let me stay at Green Gables.
I'm a dreadfully wicked and ungrateful girl,
and I deserve to be punished and cast out by respectable people forever.
It was very wicked of me to fly into a temper because you told me the truth.
Every word you said was true.
My hair is red and I'm freckled and skinny and ugly.
What I said to you was true, too...
but I shouldn't have said it.
Oh, Mrs. Lynde, please, please, forgive me.
If you refuse, it will be a lifelong sorrow on me.
would you put this suffering on a poor little orphan girl,
even if she had a dreadful temper?
Oh, I am sure you wouldn't.
Please say you forgive me, Mrs. Lynde.
There, there, get up, child. Of course I forgive you.
I guess I was a little too hard on you, anyway. You just mustn't mind me.
It can't be denied your hair is terrible red, but
I knew a girl once whose hair was every mite as red as yours when she was young
but when she grew up it darkened to a real handsome auburn.
I wouldn't be a mite surprised if yours did, too.
Oh, Mrs. Lynde! You have given me hope.
Oh, I could endure anything if I only thought
my hair would be a handsome auburn when I grew up.
It would be so much easier to be good if one's hair was a handsome auburn.
Oh Mrs. Lynde, I shall always feel that you are a benefactor.
Your temper's pretty quick, I guess, but there's one comfort.
A child that has a quick temper, ain't never likely to be sly or deceitful.
Don't you think, Marilla?
I don't feel so surprised at you keeping her as I did.
Namida ga koboretemo
Hitotsubu koboretemo
Ima ha kaze ga fuiteiru
Nobara no shigemi kara fuiteiru
I apologized pretty well, didn't I?
You did it thoroughly, all right enough.
I thought since I had to do it, I might as well do it thoroughly.
Kagami wo mitara
Marilla, do you suppose my hair will really be a handsome auburn when I grow up?
Nobara to kaze ga utsutteiru
You shouldn't think so much about your looks, Anne.
I'm afraid you are a very vain little girl.
Namida ha mou kiete shimatte
How can I be vain when I know I'm homely?
I love pretty things.
Handsome is as handsome does.
I've had that said to me before, but I have my doubts about it.
It's lovely to be going home and know it's home.
Oh, Marilla, I'm so happy.
Something warm and pleasant welled up
in Marilla's heart at touch of that thin little hand in her own.
A throb of the maternity she had missed, perhaps.
Sunday, Marilla took Anne to the church.
Next on Anne of Green Gables:
Anne's Impressions of Sunday school
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Producer
Motohashi Koichi
Translator
Cyber Zero Silver Dragoon
Timer
Cyber Zero Silver Dragoon
Production Management
Takakuwa Mitsuru
Planning
Satou Shouji
Quality Checker
Cyber Zero Silver Dragoon Guarda_Serodio_Reloaded
Opening translator
M-432
Screenplay
Kouyama Seijirou
Storyboard
Okuda Seiji
"I won't dream"
Music Mouri Kuroudo
Hashittemo hashittemo
Layout
Miyazaki Hayao
Scene Composition
Art Director
Ioka Masahiro
Owaranai hana no nami
Mizuumi ha tooku
Animation Director
Kondou Yoshifumi
Character Design
Moeru kumo ha motto tooku
Photographic Supervision
Kuroki Keishichi
Audio Supervision
Urakami Yasuo
Animation Supervision
Maeda Hidemi
Theme song and background music
Lyrics
Kishida Eriko
Composition
Miyoshi Akira
Singer
Oowada Ritsuko
Performer's Voices
Anne
Yamada Eiko
Marilla
Kitahara Fumie
Performer's Voices
Matthew
Saikachi Ryuuji
Mrs Rachel Lynde
Asou Miyoko
Narrator
Hazama Michio
Animation
Shinohara Masako
Sakurai Michiyo
Shinkawa Nobumasa
Sakai Shunichi
Oka Yutaka
O-Production
Murata Kouichi
Saida Shunji
Tomonaga Kazuhide
Gotou Kiko
Hana no naka de ichinichiha owaru
Finishing Inspection
Koyama Akiko
Backgrounds
Sugawara Seiji
Yokoyama Yukihiro
Paint
Studio Robin
Photography
Trans Arts
Hagiwara Ryou
Samenai yume mitai ni
Editing
Seyama Takeshi
Sound Effects
Matsuda Akihiko
Sound Arrangement
Nakatokawa Tsugio
Audio Studio
AVACO Studio
Development
Eastern Development Lab.
Production Assistant
Kusuba Kouzou
Art Assistant
Abe Taizaburou
Production Desk
Masuko Soujirou
Production Assistant
Terai Seibun
Samenai yume mitai ni
Producer
Nakajiima Juunzou
Endou Shigeo
Production
Takahata Isao
Produced by Nippon Animation
Fuji Terebi Bessho Takaharu