Mister Carpenter, whom Emily greatly respected, has passed away.
The tutor who understood and guided her all these years is no more.
Mister Carpenter...
Emily.
Did you see how depressed Emily looked?
Yes, and she hasn't looked well lately either.
Her best pals, Ilse and Teddy are far away.
And now, Mister Carpenter has passed away.
I also heard that her works have been rejected repeatedly.
Emily still isn't out of bed?
She didn't help out with the cleaning this morning either.
She hasn't been sleeping well since the funeral.
She hasn't been eating much.
Also, the news that Teddy Kent has gotten engaged in Paris must have come as a shock to her.
The two of them have been on such good terms since childhood.
All these things piled up together must have affected her badly.
I'm worried.
Laura, pass me the plates.
There's no need to worry.
A Murray will not succumb to these little setbacks in life.
Good morning!
You're still in bed?
Come on, cheer up and let's have breakfast together.
I can't find her.
No matter how hard I look, I can't find the Wind Woman.
Just a while ago, I could see her every day.
Now, she's nowhere to be found.
Come on, get out of bed.
The morning sun is high up.
Look at that, Emily.
The snow is so pretty this morning.
The white snow may hide them,
but the roots of hope for the coming spring sleep beneath.
Right now, you may feel that the pain will go on forever,
but spring will surely come.
Come on, you too-
How is she?
Don't worry.
She's sleeping soundly.
She hasn't eaten anything since yesterday.
She has to eat a little something at least.
Let her be.
She'll come when she's hungry.
But...
Open your door.
No matter how sturdy, no matter how impossible it might seem.
Open it, and look beyond.
Even if not a single one of your works get published.
We read your work with interest,
but we regret to inform you that we shall not be publishing your work.
We read your work with interest...
No matter how hard you try, you just have no talent!
You're not like Teddy!
Teddy's not coming back!
He's never coming back!
There's no one left.
Mister Carpenter, Ilse, Perry...
Not even Teddy.
There's no one left.
Emily.
If I can be with you...
Emily.
That which falls and lays on the ground, silently.
It becomes eternal.
I can't hear you, Teddy.
I can't hear...
what you are saying anymore!
Goodness! What are you doing here, Emily?
Were you sleeping here the entire night?
Your hands are freezing.
You'll catch a cold.
You need to have something warm.
Stand up, Emily.
Get up and take your breakfast.
I don't feel like eating.
Even so, I expect you to help with the chores.
Elizabeth!
How long do you intend to stay in that state?
No matter what hardships you may face, you still have your responsibilities to fulfill.
But, I...
Carpenter is not coming back!
Are you going to let your heart die along with Carpenter?
Yes, my heart is dead.
A wonderful teacher like him is no longer around.
He always evaluated my works seriously.
But he's not here anymore.
Nor Father, nor Teddy...
The people who taught me about happiness are no longer around!
Emily!
I've lost everything!
The Poem of Dreams, The Tale of Fairy Hill, The Moment of Romance...
Why did I even write such rubbish?
No one wants to publish these!
It's all worthless!
To my grown-up self.
From myself at eleven.
How old shall I be when I read this letter?
I, at eleven, have decided to write a letter to my grown-up self.
Isn't this exciting?
Today, Teddy and I stole into the "House of Disappointment".
It's called the "House of Disappointment" because no one lives there and it has lain abandoned for a long time.
I won't give up my dreams.
I shall become a writer, Teddy an artist, and Perry a member of parliament.
While Ilse will live like an Ilse should.
To my grown-up self:
I envy you.
I'm sure you'll be able to accomplish many wonderful things.
You know nothing.
You know nothing, ignorant little Emily.
What are you doing?
I'm burning them.
The poems and the stories.
I've been chasing an impossible dream.
I'm such a fool.
Emily!
Emily Byrd Starr couldn't achieve anything.
She couldn't write any poems or stories.
And she will never write again.
Emily.
That's right. I'm going to live an ordinary life.
Together with Aunt Elizabeth, Aunt Laura and Cousin Jimmy,
I shall work the farms, make the cheese, and do patchwork.
I shall live at New Moon forever.
You'd be pleased with that, wouldn't you, Aunt Elizabeth?
You always hated what I did.
We live with pride.
Do you know how much effort is needed in working the farms or making cheese?
Overcoming all hardship is a pride of the Murray family.
You do not deserve to be part of the Murrays at New Moon if you have lost that pride.
I was never a Murray to begin with.
I'm Emily Byrd Starr.
Look at yourself now.
What would your father, Douglas Starr, say?
Hold on to your beliefs no matter what happens.
But you haven't done that at all.
You have lost your soul and are neither fit to call yourself a Murray nor Douglas Starr's daughter.
Emily!
She's burning up.
Go get Allan Burnley!
Is Emily down with a cold?
Yes, don't worry too much.
She just needs rest in a warm environment and she'll be on her feet in no time.
I wonder if she's feeling all right.
Let Elizabeth take care of her tonight.
Juliet, Douglas...
I have been too strict with your daughter.
It's painful to see her lose her pride.
She is so much like you.
Stubborn and wilful, just like when you left the house to be with Douglas.
But she was dazzling.
The way she pursued her dreams was just dazzling.
And also, admirable.
I am the eldest daughter.
When our mother died young, I had to take responsibility for the household.
After our father died, I've been struggling to fill his shoes as the head of the Murray family.
I had no choice but to rein in my own selfish desires and live rigidly.
That's why I never wanted her to lose her dreams.
But I went about doing it the wrong way.
Forgive me.
Aunt Elizabeth.
Emily.
Your fever has gone down, but you shouldn't get up yet.
I'm sorry.
I'm so sorry.
No, I'm the one who has to apologise.
Can you ever forgive me?
Sleep a little more.
Emily.
I expect you to be up on time and help out in the kitchen in the morning.
Yes, ma'am.
Could you help me with some groceries later?
Sure. I should get something nutritious to perk Emily up too.
Something smells good.
Oh, Emily!
Should you be walking about already?
I'm sorry for making everyone worry. I...
Not at all.
Emily who isn't like Emily just isn't Emily.
What are you talking about, Jimmy?
Eh? What?
I lived everyday peacefully after that.
For me, there is still warmth all around.
May I sit here?
Cousin Jimmy.
Please do.
Thanks.
The sunset is beautiful this evening too.
Emily, do you know why the sunset is beautiful?
Because that's just how it is.
Just how it is?
Right.
It fawns on no one. It is beautiful just as it is.
Plants and animals are the same way.
They live with all their might and that is what touches people.
Emily.
You don't have to force yourself to write.
That's just how you are now.
But your inspiration is sure to come back to you.
That's what I believe.
I'm certain you'll be able to write again.
You can't help but write.
I'm sure your father and Mister Carpenter would feel the same.
Wind Woman!
Cousin Jimmy, the Wind Woman was just here!
The Wind Woman whom I had lost is back!
That's great, Emily.
Emily.
You have loved deeply, haven't you?
You must have been hurt, haven't you?
And you have tasted moments of brilliance and joy, haven't you?
I'm sorry I couldn't have been there with you.
Thank you, Father.
The way I am.
The way my story is.
You should be able to see New Moon very soon.
I'm Perry Miller.
Ilse Burnley.
I'm Teddy Kent.
Sharing the same dream.
Irreplaceable friends.
Emily Byrd Starr, promise me you'll live the way you want your life to be, okay?
Yes, sir.
Aunt Elizabeth, it's a rainbow!
It's Mother's rainbow!
I'm in my element... the place that suits me best.
My New Moon.
My inspiration is coming from within.
The stories I'm writing will open new doors.
On the final episode of Emily of New Moon:
The Advent of Spring.
Watch for it!