Anne: Ugh! Don't mind me, Gilbert Blythe! I was only trying to help! Fine, then. Don't get the benefits of my extensive knowledge about being an orphan! No matter how sad you look. All right, no need to think about him anymore. Done. I've wasted quite enough energy on some dumb boy. I'm not going to think about Gilbert Blythe for one more second. Brain, stop it!
Josephine: Romance is a pesky business.
Anne: Oh! Miss Barry.
Josephine: No sense to be made of it. Hello, Anne.
Anne: Hello.
Josephine: Sorry to interrupt.
Anne: No, no, I was uh...
Josephine: May I enter your humble abode?
Anne: Of course.
Josephine: Ah. Ah. Cozy little retreat.
Anne: I-I should let you know immediately that what you heard just now had nothing to do with romance.
Josephine: I see.
Anne: Nothing whatsoever. I couldn't be less interested in Gil- that boy. I've got much better things to do.
Josephine: You certainly seem like someone with many possible outcomes.
Anne: Oh, you've no idea how much it heartens me to hear you say that.
Josephine: My advice is to let your ambitions and your aspirations be your guide.
Anne: But I have so many.
Josephine: Oh, good. Plenty of time yet. If you're lucky.
Anne: Right. Lucky.
Josephine: There's more than enough time for you to figure out what you want and what you're good at.
Anne: I'd like to be very, very good at something astonishing. I don't seem to fit in. All the girls I know are preoccupied with becoming a wife.
Josephine: And what do you think about that?
Anne: Well, I've always wanted to be a bride, but I don't really expect to be a wife.
Josephine: Interesting.
Anne: So you see the conundrum.
Josephine: I do. I have the following thoughts to offer. First: you can get married anytime in your life if you choose to do so.
Anne: That's true.
Josephine: And two: if you choose a career, you can buy a white dress yourself, have it made to order, and wear it whenever you want.
Anne: Oh. Why didn't I think of that?
I love that idea! I'm going to be my own woman.
Josephine: I'm a proponent for making one's own way in the world.
Shall we? A certain young lady has impressed upon me the many benefits of taking the winter air.
Thank you. Oh!
Anne: Miss Barry?
Josephine: Hmm?
Anne: You are an inspiration. And I hope I know you all my life.
Josephine: I hope so, too. If you become a doctor, perhaps you can discover a cure for old age.
