Pollyanna

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POLLYANA:

Now, boy, I've told

you time and again.

Now, look at me.

There's no horsing around when

the train's coming in. You hear me?

Now, go on. Get away.

- Looks like she's on time.

- That she is.

Harrington!

Oh, let me help you

with that, little girl.

Thank you.

Watch your step.

There you are,

little girl.

Now, I have to go to the store.

You go get the luggage.

Be careful of the fresh eggs.

They're wrapped in paper.

- Yes, dear.

- Oh, Ben?

Yes, dear?

Write a letter to the

president of this railroad.

There were men smocking

in the parlor car. Disgraceful!

- I've taken his number.

- Yes, dear.

- Miss Pollyanna?

- Yes. Aunt Polly?

No, I'm Nancy. I work for your aunt,

and I came here to fetch you.

Oh. How dc you dc?

This is Mr. Thomas,

the gardener.

- How dc you dc?

- Hello, young lady.

Oh, no, no, no!

Thomas will take that for you.

Put it in the back seat.

Good afternoon, Mrs. Tarbell.

Is that

Jenny Harringtons child?

Yes, it is.

Doesnt look a thing

like any of the Harringtons.

- What's your name, girl?

- Speak up.

Pollyanna Whittier,

ma'am.

Well, youre a very

fortunate little girl.

Most children who have lost their

parents would end up in an orphanage.

You know that,

don't you?

Yes, ma'am.

Well, thank your

lucky stars for such

a good woman as your

aunt taking you in.

Yes, ma'am.

Yes, well, see that you're properly

appreciative, and

don't cause any trouble.

Children really

never realize-

- Ed?

- Uncle Karl!

- Much too long.

- It's good to see you.

Oh, here. How's

everything at the house?

Just fine.

He's come back.

Wait 'til Polly Harrington

hears about this.

Right up here in the back seat, honey.

There you are.

Nancy, what are you

staring at?

Oh, nothing.

Nothing at all, sir.

Think she'll want the car?

I dont know if she wants the car or

not. Youll have to ask her yourself.

Your aunt's waiting

for you, miss.

Hurry up.

I haven't got all day!

Oh, Mr. Thomas,

please put that here.

All right, Nancy.

All right.

You wait here, miss,

and dont touch anything.

- Do you understand?

- Yes, ma'am.

Well, we had, uh, Matthew.

Mark last week.

But Isaiah has some

very good passages.

- Isaiah?

- Yes, that's more what I had in mind.

Yes, Isaiah has some

very good passages.

What is it, Nancy?

Uh, excuse me, ma'am.

The little girl is here.

All right.

Show her in.

What youve been

waiting for.

About the sermon,

Reverend.

Yes.

Now, the transiency of life.

That feeling, ephemeral vapor,

it appeared and it vanished.

James, the New Testament.

The perishability

of our mortal bodies.

You want me to weave

a theme of this into my sermon?

Well, let me tell you what my father

said to Reverend Moffet.

Yes, what did he say?

He said that you only have the

congregation for one

short hour a week.

And there are six

long days of mischief

for them before you get them again.

Aha!

I see your point.

Strike hard on Sunday

the excessiveness of Gods wrath...

and hope they carry it with them

a few days into the week.

- Exactly what I mean.

- Oh, yes, yes.

Well, come in,

young lady.

Let's meet

each other properly.

I'm your Aunt Polly.

How dc you dc?

This is the pastor of our church,

Reverend Ford.

How dc you dc?

Well, there's

a family resemblance.

She looks very much

like her mother.

Mother always used to say

I look like you.

Would you be good enough

to stand erect...

and in a proper manner,

please?

And where in the world

did you get that dress?

It came in

the missionary barrels.

Missionary barrels?

- Yes, her father was a minister.

- Oh.

As a matter of fact,

he was a missionary

in the British West Indies.

Tsk, tsk, tsk.

Pollyanna,

this is going to be

your new home,

and I hope youll be

very happy with me.

I'm very sorry about the dress,

Aunt Polly.

My father said it was

a size too big...

but that I should be glad

it wasn't a pair of boys trousers.

Well, that's hardly

anything to be glad about.

Well, my father always

used to say that people-

Yes, well, never mind

what your father used to say.

Supper is at 6:
00 sharp.

And no one is ever late

for meals at this house.

- Yes, ma'am.

- Nancy will show you your room.

I'm very glad you sent for me,

Aunt Polly.

- Your home is very lovely.

- Well, thank you.

It must make you

awfully glad.

Glad?

That youre

so very rich.

Honestly!

Did I say

something wrong?

Well, let's just say there are about

sixty-eleven things...

you could have said

besides that.

I run a clean kitchen.

No shenanigans in here.

And you clean up after yourself,

you hear me?

Yes, ma'am.

- You sure it was Doc Chilton?

- Mrs. Tarbell saw him first.

Coming back after

all these years.

D- Does she know yet?

Old blabbermouth Tarbell

will see to that.

Now, mind what youre doing, and dont

spill your milk. Now, come along.

And you hurry up and change

your clothes and get back here.

- I need your help.

- All right, all right.

And if you see Angelica, tell

her to come down here too.

Okay.

Leaving me all alone here.

I'm very pleased to have

met you, Mrs. Lagerlof.

Now come along.

Hello.

What's his name, please?

His name happens

to be Elizabeth.

Oh, youre a girl.

Youre lovely.

Now, leave her alone

and come along.

H- How dc I address you,

please?

Well, just call me Nancy,

same as everybody else.

Oh, and this is Angelica.

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