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Gilbert, opening the door: Hello, Marilla! I hope you had the prescence of mind to bring ‘presents of mine’…
Marilla:
Gilbert:
Marilla: I haven’t heard that joke since last year.
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Marilla, eyeing Davy: While she is here, I expect you all to be on your best behavior.
Davy: Why are you looking at me?
Marilla: Was I?
Davy: Yes, and you still are.
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“Instead of presents, this year I’m giving everyone my opinion.”
Rachel Lynde
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Dora: Davy, don’t you ever knock before coming into a person’s room?
Davy: You’re not a person, you’re my sister!
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Marilla: I trust the twins. If they say they didn’t do it, then they didn’t do it.
Marilla, five minutes later: Alright, which one of you did it?
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Gilbert: I understand that we’ll probably never be friends—
Anne: You can leave out the ‘probably’.
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Anne: Those trousers are really working for you.
Gilbert: Yeah?
Anne: They’re working for me, too.
Gilbert: You’re flirting with me!
Anne: Something like that.
Gilbert: Finally! Do it some more.
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Marilla: I can be flexible.
Rachel Lynde: As long as everything is exactly the way you want it, you’re totally flexible.
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Anne: I studied Gilbert Blythe long and hard to figure out why I hated him so much—
Anne: —but that blossomed into primal desire, as these things often do.
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Anne: That’s ridiculous. Gilbert doesn’t have a crush on me.
Diana: Yes, he does.
Marilla: Yes, he does.
Gilbert: Yes, I do.
Source
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Matthew: If you know me, you know I don’t like to have conversations with my neighbours.
Rachel Lynde: Or any human being.
Matthew: Pretty much. Any human being I don’t already know.
Marilla: And most that you do.
Matthew: True. That’s mostly accurate.
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Diana: Anne and Gilbert’s wedding will be the wedding of the century!
Fred Wright: Took about that long for it to happen.
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Anne: You think I’m irritating?
Marilla: I have never said that. Out loud.
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Anne: I have a lot of standards.
Anne, motioning to Gilbert: And somehow this idiot managed to drop kick them out a window and take their place.
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Davy Keith, hitting his wrist: Ow! My armkle.
Anne: Your what?
Marilla, sighing: His wrist.
Source
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Gilbert, trying to flirt with Anne: Hey, did you fall from Heaven? Because you…hurt from—
Anne:
Gilbert: I’ll come back in five minutes and do it again.
Anne: Please don’t.
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Anne: We need to talk.
Josie Pye: That has never been true.
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