What?
The long awaited spring has finally arrived.
For Emily and her friends, whose movements were restricted by the winter,
the most anticipated event was the school-organised Sunday picnic.
Wow! It looks delicious!
Cold-cuts and potatoes!
Share this with your friends.
Give some to the pastor as well.
Yes, ma'am.
Ilse said she would make something too.
Oh, is that so?
I wonder what she's made.
The weather looks great.
It's been so long since we were able to go out to play.
Emily, have you gotten everything ready?
Yes, ma'am.
Oh, that's...
Might that be for the ice-cream?
It is.
It's a little heavy, but since Perry will be going along, he'll handle it.
It's my first time making ice-cream.
I can't wait to get started.
Enjoy yourself, Emily.
Thanks, Aunt Laura.
Aunt Elizabeth too!
Oh, Emily.
Emily, are you ready?
You're here already?
Just give me a minute.
Perry.
Saucy Sal? Sorry for waking you.
We're on our way!
Ilse's late.
She's taking far too long. What could she be doing?
She's the only one who isn't here yet.
Did she go back to pick up her food?
Maybe something came up.
I bet she overslept.
She always oversleeps.
Nothing of the sort!
Stop making things up!
Oh, but it's the truth.
Well, she is often late...
But she promised that she wouldn't be late today!
Ilse won't break her promise.
We shall see about that.
I shall stay here and wait for her.
You children can go on ahead.
But...
Okay everyone, let's get going.
Let's go.
Right.
Hey!
Ilse?
What's wrong? Did something happen?
I overslept.
I told you so.
I worried I was going to be late.
You are late!
I am?
Where's the food?
Where would I possibly find the time for that?
Come on, we shall be left behind.
Let's go, Emily.
But it was there, you know?
I'm hungry.
Say, what's for lunch?
I'm not telling.
I know. Cold cuts and potatoes.
Amazing!
This is the first time I've been here.
There's a lighthouse here too.
It's known as the "Lighthouse of Memories".
I went there once, when I was younger.
Oh, really?
Yes, I was still very young, so I don't really remember the details.
I went there with my Dad.
Dad was looking at the sunset all evening.
The setting sun looked like a sunny-side-up egg yolk breaking up.
A yolk breaking up?
Yeah.
It looked like it was melting into the horizon.
We're going to play some games! Come on over!
All right! Let's do it!
Ready... Go!
Dear Father,
this picnic is incredibly fun.
Running with all our might...
laughing away.
It feels like forever since we last had this much fun.
I was a little irritated this morning since Ilse was late...
But that feeling is gone now!
The wind is so refreshing.
It feels like the inspiration to write another great poem is coming to me.
Emily, you sure have a lot to write about even during this picnic, don't you?
Yes, I just have to write down what I'm feeling now.
You too, Teddy.
That's right.
Look at how much food I got.
Wow!
Oh! I have to share out these cold cuts.
Come on everyone, help yourself.
What a spread!
It looks scrumptious.
Thanks for the food!
What are you doing?
Eh? But you said, "Help yourself".
Ilse, you didn't bring anything!
Well, I have these cookies from winning the coin-scavenging game earlier.
Help yourself to them.
No, thank you. I don't want any.
Oh, really?
Thanks for the food then.
Come on, let's eat.
I'm starving.
Let's eat!
This is delicious.
I guess it just feels great to be active again.
You know, Miss Laura's cold cuts are the out of this world.
Thanks.
But Teddy, did your mum give permission for you to come?
Yeah.
I thought you wouldn't be able to make it.
It's a miracle.
After all, I was at home all winter.
It's nice to get out once in a while.
Everyone, the ice is here.
They're going to make ice-cream.
While the ice is on, you slowly stir fresh cream with eggs until it freezes.
And it becomes ice-cream!
Okay, let's all take turns.
I want to go first!
Okay, turn it slowly.
Slower, slower.
I'm tired.
Take over for me.
Eh? Already?
That's a little too slow. Go faster.
You don't have the strength for it.
One side. I shall do it.
No, no! Not like that!
This is never going to work.
If I knew this was going to happen, I would have asked Mummy to buy some from town.
Let's not fail in our attempt.
Ilse, you're adding too much sugar.
Don't worry. Sweeter is better.
Right, Emily?
Yeah.
Oh, I brought some jam.
We shall use it as toppings.
I shall go get it.
The sea reflects an image of a glimmering future...
The sea reflects an image of a glimmering future.
The sea...
Perry, that's the way to do it.
Keep it up. Keep it up.
Emily?
She must have thought about something to write, sitting there.
It's all right. Let her be.
Let the hopes of the young sailors be heard...
It's done!
Ice-cream.
Looks yummy!
This is what real ice-cream looks like.
Emily, the ice-cream is ready!
Wow! It looks really yummy!
Come over and join us!
She hasn't heard a word we said.
That's Emily for you.
The ice-cream is melting.
Washed ashore,
carried by the seashells...
Oh you, Emily.
Ilse?
Ice.
The young ones who have sailed have gone to...
Gone to...
Sorry about that.
But you were just blanked out.
Here, this is your share.
That was awful...
That was plain terrible!
W-What is it?
What are you so upset about?
Of course, I'm upset!
Emily...
Emily, what's with you?
Ilse was just-
Did you know what I was doing?
I was in the process of thinking up some lovely phrases!
but you frightened me and made me lose all my concentration!
Emily... I'm sorry, I-
Ow...
Oh, no.
After all the trouble we went through!
Like that ice-cream,
the words that were lost won't come back to me again!
I don't understand you!
Emily, don't give me all that senseless talk!
What did you do that for?
Emily! Ilse! Stop that!
Stop fighting!
Stop that at once.
What's wrong with the two of you?
I hate you, Ilse!
We're through!
Emily!
Poems are very important to her.
Emily!
Nothing you say will make me change my mind.
I'm really furious this time.
Ilse always irritates me.
This morning too! And to think I was so worried about her.
Oversleeping and behaving like it's nobody's business.
I don't care anymore!
I've had enough!
Is Ilse the only one at fault?
We were all helping to make ice-cream,
but don't you think it was wrong of you to walk away and do your own writing?
You're right.
Saying "We're through" was going a little overboard.
I'm going to apologise to Ilse.
Right!
Wait up!
Look, over there.
She's come back, huh?
Emily, since we're here on a picnic, it's not nice to fight.
Yes, sir. I apologise.
I think it's best to make up with Ilse.
Yes, sir.
That's strange.
Where did they run off to?
If you're looking for Ilse, she's having fun with Teddy, over there.
I'm sure she's had enough of a poem-fanatic like you.
Right?
Definitely. Besides, they're no good anyway.
And I'm sure it's a chore for her to keep on praising you too.
You didn't have to go that far.
Don't pay any attention to their taunts.
Oh, it's Ilse and Teddy.
Hey! Over here!
You know, Emily...
Don't talk to me.
I said we're through.
Emily...
I'm going to help the others clean up.
Wait, Emily!
Emily!
Emily says she's had enough of you.
"And to think I tried to be friends with Eccentric Ilse.", she said.
Right?
Indeed.
"She's never remorseful for being late."
"And she always gets mad easily, behaving like a fool."
"My poem was all messed-up because of her."
"She just doesn't understand."
Shut your mouth!
It's none of your business!
Emily.
Leave me be.
I don't care about Ilse anymore.
Ilse wanted to make up with you.
You're lying.
I'm not!
She admitted she had done you wrong.
Where are you going?
Wait, Ilse!
You know, don't you, Ilse?
That Emily loves to write.
Once she starts thinking, she can't stop.
Still, it amazes me.
I think that's one of her strong points.
So, please...
I know.
I know all that.
Then why?
Where are you going?
I'm going to make more ice-cream.
I'm going to the ice-making house to get more ice.
That's a good idea.
Right?
I shall help too.
But the workers there said they couldn't give us any more.
Ice...
Okay everyone, we're going to leave soon.
It's time to go back.
I wonder where Ilse is.
I saw her running in that direction,
but it looks like she's not there.
Maybe she went back ahead of us.
I went there once, when I was younger.
I'm going to go get Ilse.
Do you know where she went?
Shall we go with you?
I shall be fine.
Ilse!
It's so dark, I can't see a thing.
I'm sorry, Ilse!
I'm here to apologise!
I...
was too wilful.
I didn't consider the trouble you went through to make that ice-cream.
What?!
I don't want the fun we had today to turn into nothing.
But please understand!
My writings are very important to me!
I can't clearly decide which is more important - writing or friendship.
A spider!
Ilse, talk to me!
I know you're there!
Emily Byrd Starr is as stubborn as a seal.
She's nothing like Ilse Burnley.
Ilse!
You sure talk a lot.
How beautiful!
It's true.
It's like a sunny-side up.
The setting sun which resembles the breaking of a yolk.
I'm sorry.
I shouldn't have dropped that ice on you.
It's okay.
You were so engrossed. I couldn't resist teasing you.
Don't take it to heart.
Oh, that's right!
I found this earlier.
Wow! It's a cherry shell!
It's pretty.
It's for you.
Thanks.
Let the hopes of the young sailors be heard,
as they are carried to the coast,
on the shells of the clams.
What?
I remember!
The poem that I was composing earlier!
Really?
You know, I really like your poems.
Thanks.
Aunt Elizabeth!
Welcome back, Emily.
Thank you for watching out for her, Perry.
Yes, ma'am.
Welcome back.
I met Allan Burnley on my way here.
Let's go.
Bye, Emily.
See you tomorrow.
Goodbye, Ilse.
Goodbye, Teddy.
It seems Ilse had a long evening yesterday.
Someone became seriously ill and she had to accompany Allan Burnley to the next town.
It was already dawn by the time they got back.
So that's why she was late this morning.
Ilse, let's do this again next year!
We shall eat lots and lots of ice-cream then!
I have to stay at Wyther Grange, where a witch lives.
When night falls, I hear creepy sounds.
Is there someone there?
On the next episode of Emily of New Moon:
The Haunted House.
Watch for it!