All language subtitles for Love once and always

And with the industrial
revolution came millionaires

who'd compete to throw
the most lavish parties

and they'd try to out-do one another

with their big desserts
or their huge hats.

They'd even compete to see

who could have the most
magnificent mansions.

One man plated his entire bathtub
in 24-karat gold leaf.

Imagine taking a bubble bath in that.

But miss, aren't places like that
just in fairy tales?

Oh, no.
No, they're very real. Trust me.

In fact, I used to spend
my summers in a big mansion

just like that when I was your age.

Well, back in the States.

Lucy?

Excuse me. Excuse me.
Enjoy the rest of your tour.

Lucy, giving children tours
in the galleries again?

- That's what our docents are for.
- Sorry, Isabelle.

I was just passing through
and I guess I got pulled in.

I love that exhibit.

Come along.

I need my director of
development upstairs.

We've got to plan for
the fundraiser tonight.

- So catch me up where we are.
- Sure.

So I re-worked the seating chart.

All of our major donors
will be sitting up front,

and you will be between the Lord Mayor
and Ambassador Philips.

Oh, Lucy.
You remind me of me.

Museum directors aren't
made, they're born.

And you truly have the
makings of one of the greats.

You know, I'm relocating
back to New York soon.

I can't think of anyone
who works harder than you.

Thank you.

Your passion and knowledge
of history is undeniable.

Your organizational skills
are top-notch.

Well, I've decided to
nominate you as my replacement

when I retire next month.

Isabelle. Really?

Oh my gosh, that would
be a dream come true.

But before we pop the
champagne, just one more hurdle.

I do need to get the trustees
on board with you first.

I will wear them down like...

Like... like the Duke of Wellington
wore down Napoleon at Waterloo.

Precisely.

Ok. Name tags done,
catering taken care of,

Isabelle's speech printed and proofed.

I don't think Hannibal had this
much to do crossing the Alps.

- Anything else, Josephine?
- That just about does it.

I'd say we're ready
for the fundraiser tonight.

Well then, since the new
exhibit's going in downstairs,

I might just sneak down
for an early peek.

Boss, you're meeting the
Hobart Foundation at 2:00

and then Lady Jacobs to nail down
her gift for the east wing,

and you still have to call back
that cute Cambridge professor

that wants to take you out on a date.

He doesn't want
to take me out on a date.

He just wants my help
writing his grant proposal.

Lucy, you're a victim
of your own success.

Well, I should take these
down to the archives.

I got it.
And, cover for me if anyone asks?

Have fun.
Enjoy the new exhibit.

Sorry.

Thank you.

Excuse me, sir.
Is this rubbish you're throwing out?

Hey. That I am, why?

This pot right here
is actually Delft pottery.

It's a real treasure.
You might wanna hang on to it.

I had no idea. Thank you.

You're welcome.
Take good care of it.

Hi, Nigel.
Did you have a good day?

Great, Lucy. This came
for you. Special delivery.

All the way from the U.S. of A.
Looks official.

H.K. Rourke, Attorney at Law.

"Lucy Windsor, I've been trying
to reach you "since your great aunt...

This can't be.

Lucy, I'm so sorry to hear
about your aunt.

Thanks, Isabelle.
She was a wonderful lady.

She passed away last month.

- Is that her?
- Yes. Aunt Grace.

The kindest, most adventurous
soul you could ever meet.

What a lovely estate.

I'd guess Gilded Age Era.
Upstate New York?

Close, Rhode Island.
It's called Wycliffe House.

I grew up spending my summers there.

- Your Aunt lived there.
- Great Aunt, actually.

Her husband Arthur was
the last of the Wycliff's.

His grandfather Henry built
the house over 100 years ago.

I spoke to my folks and they
said that Arthur didn't have

any remaining family

so Aunt Grace bequeathed
the whole thing to me.

Inheriting a mansion?

That's something that
doesn't happen every day.

Aunt Grace invited us up there
every single summer

until I headed off to Oxford.

Now who's that?

Duncan.

Son of the caretakers.

My aunt took him in
after he lost his parents.

Anyway...

Lucy, I hate to ask, but must you go
all the way to the States right now?

The trustees meeting
is just around the corner.

Apparently the way the will is written,

if I don't go soon the property
goes into a receivership

and becomes a big legal mess.

I understand.

Do what you need to do,
but please hurry back.

I know I can get the trustees
to approve you.

Thanks, Isabelle. I will be back
before you even know I'm gone.

I hope so.

Because if I don't get a successor soon
they'll roast me like...

Like...
the great fire of London in 1666.

Precisely.

- Have a good flight.
- Thank you.

Hello, I'm Lucy Windsor.

As if I needed to be told that.
I recognized you in an instant.

Eleanor, of course.
I'm so sorry.

I didn't know you still worked
at the estate.

Oh, yes.

How long has it been again
since you've been here?

Ten years. I wanted to
come back sooner to visit

but work just kept me so busy.

Your Aunt Grace understood.
She was always so proud of you.

She's sorely missed in town
but she lived a long and happy life.

- I just wish she were still here.
- So do I, honey.

Well, come along. You must be
exhausted after your flight.

Thank you.

The back seat?

Well, you are the mistress
of the estate now, after all.

But first an old friend.

It is just as beautiful
around here as I remember.

I had so many wonderful times here.

And as I recall you and Duncan

spent a great amount of
time here together, too.

You were kind of sweet on
each other if memory serves.

The follies of youth.

- Actually, Lucy, about Duncan...
- It's ok, Eleanor.

He's one part of all of this
that I am happy to forget.

There she is.
Right where you left her.

Magical.

What is all this?
The welcoming committee?

The fence in our pasture is falling down

and your Aunt Grace
could never say no to visitors.

- Go on in and get settled, honey.
- Thank you.

- The door sticks a little.
- Got it.

It's a little sticky, huh?

- Lucy?
- Duncan.

What're you doing in my house?

- Lucy, what're you doing in my house?
- Your house? My house.

- What would give you that idea?
- It's not an idea it's a fact.

- That this is my house.
- No, mine.

Ok, I think maybe there's
been some kind of a mistake.

Why wouldn't Grace tell me that
she was leaving the house to both of us?

Tell you? Why wouldn't she tell me?

I don't know, maybe
because I've been here

and you've been in London?

Regardless, it's perfectly obvious
there's been some sort of a clerical error.

You changed your hair.

Yeah.

- So how've you been, Lucy?
- I've been good.

I've been... I've been
really, really good.

Good.

And you... you work in some
museum in London I heard?

Yeah, no, and I might
even become its director.

Knock... well, knock wood.

And you, you're some
fancy architect now?

Fancy? I don't know.

I mean, I'm working for a big
commercial firm up in Boston.

I'm glad we're all caught up.
Excuse me.

Eleanor, why didn't you tell me
about Duncan?

I tried.
You didn't wanna know.

I'm gonna make some tea.

Besides, it's high time
you two buried the hatchet.

Duncan.
This has been lovely.

I am going to go take
a little look around.

- Be my guest.
- Or my guest.

This place is still amazing.

A window back to the 1890's.

They don't build houses
like this anymore.

And that's a good thing.
Give me a modern condo any day.

A place you can heat with
up-to-date plumbing and electrical.

It's still magical though.

Yeah, it might look magical
but this place is slowly falling apart.

Note the buckets.

It's seen some disrepair since
the last time you visited,

not to mention half of the
rooms are already closed up.

- You see the problem?
- Yeah, I'm starting to.

Grace used to hold her
Gilded Age Ball in here.

Yep, this place has
definitely seen better days.

The last two years I've
been coming down here

on the weekends to help Grace
out with the upkeep when I can.

That's surprisingly charitable of you.

A brief lapse in
judgement, I assure you.

But seriously, this place
is an absolute money pit

and needs to be sold off
at the earliest opportunity.

Assuming you own it,
which you don't.

Which I do, and I'm well on my way

to coming up with a
brilliant sales pitch for it.

That is if the developer, Mr. Niven,
is open to hearing my presentation.

- Richard Niven the billionaire?
- You've heard of him.

Yeah, he specializes
in building golf courses

and I've heard he's interested
in opening a new one around here.

Turn the estate into a golf course?
Seriously?

I'm sorry.

Did... did you have a better plan
for this place?

Not at this exact moment but
surely there must be a better option

than turning a magnificent
estate into some putting green.

This is 1890's at its finest.
The stained glass, the marble floors...

Out with the old, in with the new.

Duncan, how can you be so blind
to all the history around you?

How can you be so blind
to the bottom line?

Listen, Frank Lloyd Wrong, you are not
going to move a stone of this mansion.

Ok. Well then what do you suggest?

This has got to be some big mistake.

Aunt Grace would never put me
in such an impossible situation.

I suggest that we get a little clarity
from H.K. Rourke, Attorney at Law,

- and figure this out in the morning.
- Fine.

Which hotel are you staying at in town?

Hotel? No, I'm not staying at a hotel.
I'm staying in the west wing.

Of my mansion.

Great.

Then I'll be staying in
the east wing of my mansion.

Great.

- I'm gonna go that way to the east wing.
- Yeah, that's fine.

- Thank you.
- After you.

- Stop watching me leave.
- You stop first.

- Lucy, how's life on your estate?
- Where do I start?

It turns out Duncan
is staying here, too.

Duncan?

His father was the caretaker.
He used to live here.

But he's impossible, as always.

Duncan thinks he
inherited half the estate.

Co-owners of an estate,
that sounds kind of romantic.

Trust me, it is the
opposite of romantic.

But I have to admit,
he does look pretty good.

Details, please.
What does he look like?

A little bit like our statue
of Marc Antony.

But with the same flair for betrayal.

He's got some scheme to turn
the place into a golf course.

A golf course?

- Well, that seems a bit daft.
- Exactly.

But as soon as we figure
this whole thing out

with the lawyers in the morning
I am going to send Duncan packing.

Well, good luck, Lucy.

Thanks, Jose. I'll need it.

What is happening out there?

Hey. Hey, Duncan.

A beautiful morning to ya.
I see you're still not an early riser.

You ever hear of a little thing
called jet lag?

Vaguely.

But I'm happy to help you
get back on to local time.

Ok, look.

I'm a little tired.

I could really use some more sleep.
Do you have to do that right now?

Well, if you want a hot shower before
we go visit the lawyers then yes,

the water heater's down
so I gotta fire up the old boiler.

- Well, can you chop more quietly, please?
- You bet.

I give up.

- You are H.K. Rourke.
- Yes, but Hannah is fine.

- Hi, Duncan.
- Hello, Hannah.

So you two know each other?

Duncan took me
to the Newport Regatta.

How lovely.

Well, please. Sit down.

First, let me extend my sympathies.
Grace was a big part of our community.

- Thank you. I really miss her.
- I do, too.

That's why it's a little odd to
be talking business right now.

And that brings us to the question
of what happens next.

Well, Duncan, regarding that
mistake that you called me about.

It's actually not a mistake.

Regarding Grace's will
the situation is actually quite clear.

Simply put, you both own the estate.

- What?
- But how can that be?

What she said.

Grace was quite specific in her will.

She arranged that you
should both own 50 percent.

And I'm sorry that I couldn't
explain the full situation

until you had both arrived,
but Grace had sworn me to secrecy.

Duncan,
Grace mentioned in her will how much

she appreciates everything
you and your family did

for her over the years and she
wanted to extend her gratitude.

And Lucy, Grace knew
that you loved that place

as much as she did and you would always
have its best interests at heart.

Which is why it makes absolutely
no sense that Grace would do this.

Well, that much we agree on.

- Ok, so if I own half...
- And I own half.

Then we have to come to
some sort of agreement.

Look, the truth of the matter is

the house is all that's left
of the great Wycliffe fortune.

There's a small stipend to
pay for Eleanor but that's it.

And I'm here if you guys
have any more questions.

Thank you very much for
taking the time, Hannah.

We appreciate it.

Hey, Duncan... really good news.

My client, Mr. Niven, has agreed
to hear your golf course presentation.

I hope it helps.

- Thanks.
- Yeah.

So Hannah is the one who found
your potential buyer?

Yeah, for a small 10 percent finder's fee.
She's just trying to help.

In London we'd call that
a wee conflict of interest.

Ok. How about we find a civilized way
of ironing this all out?

Over breakfast maybe?
Still got a weakness for waffles?

- I'm buying.
- You read my mind.

Pancakes and waffles.

- Will do, Duncan.
- Thank you.

And for you, miss?

Wait, Lucy?

Randall.
It's so good to see you.

Hi. Duncan and Lucy.

Nice to see you two together again.

We're not together.

Duncan, you didn't tell me
Lucy's back in town.

Well, that's because I'm as
surprised as you are, my friend.

Well, welcome home, Lucy.

You still like your waffles with strawberries
and a pyramid of whipped cream?

You have a fantastic memory.

So what've you been up to?

Just working here, helping
Eleanor when she has errands,

helping out with the festival.

- You should stop by if you have time.
- I'd love to.

Ok. I'll put this in.

Randall's still a hoot.

At least he had the courtesy to send me
a Christmas card every now and again.

- You left the country.
- You never replied to any of my letters.

You know what?

Water under the bridge.

So how is it that you're still so close
with everyone here in Newton?

I thought you were some
high-flying architect in the big city.

I have been coming down
to Newton every weekend

for one reason and one reason
only and that is the estate.

It is a monster that needs constant
feeding and I am finished with it.

But that house has been here
for over 100 years.

How can you turn
your back on it?

Easy. Look, Lucy, if we
could just sell this estate

I would have the funds to start

my own architecture firm and
you could go back to London

with a tidy little nest egg.
What do you say?

But if Niven goes for it,
what happens to the estate?

Well, the plans that I suggested
would see the grounds

opened up for the fairways
and we would probably have

to lose the coach house, the gardens...

Bulldoze the gardens?
Duncan, over my dead body.

Do you have any idea what it takes
to maintain an estate like this?

No, but I wanna leave it
in good hands.

I don't know, maybe
I could get it designated

as a historical landmark and then I could
start applying for grants to protect it.

We would be lucky if Niven picked it up.

Our other option is putting it
on the market

and honestly, at this rate, it
wouldn't even pass inspection.

Ok, so what do you propose?

I suggest that we sell off
a few odds and ends

so we have the funds
to patch up the roof

while we try to figure out
what to do with the rest of the place.

Fine.

Did you know that Belgian
waffles were invented

in the 1800's by the
Prince Bishop of Liege?

Nobody knows that, Lucy.

- Well, what do you think, dad?
- My money's on Lucy.

She always was headstrong
as a kid.

True, but Duncan's always got
a trick or two up his sleeve.

- It's a shame they can't just...
- Work together. I know.

Of course,
maybe they just need a nudge.

Coffee. Coffee. Coffee.

Coff...

What? No, out.
Out.

Go on.

Out. Out. Out. Out.

Go!

Morning.
Where's Eleanor?

She left a note.

She went to town to help
out with the festival

and left breakfast on the stove.

Meanwhile, why don't
you put your world class

architectural skills to use and
fix the lock on the kitchen door

so Percy will stay where he belongs?

Percy?

I mean the sheep that just
pushed his way into the kitchen.

- Why Percy?
- Because he's so persistent.

Sounds like somebody else I know.

I'll add it to the list.

So I've totaled the
amount of money we'll need

for the essential fixes before
we can even show this place.

We'll need to touch up the paint,

fix some of these windows,
and of course pay the roofers.

Better get started.

This house has lasted for 100 years.

I think it can make
it through breakfast.

No time like the present.

Duncan. Duncan, what're
you doing with those?

We need money to fix the roof, remember?

So I thought we could sell
off a few of these things

at the antique auction in Newton.

It's just collecting dust.

But these are Aunt Grace's things
and Wycliffe family heirlooms.

Sacrificing themselves
to keep this house

from falling apart seems like
the most noble duty of all.

- It's just random stuff.
- Random stuff?

- That is a 19th century oil painting.
- Yeah.

Of, like, trees.

And that antique Venetian vase
is in perfect condition.

What, this old thing?

Those chandeliers in the great hall
are probably worth something.

No. Duncan, I love those.

Ok.

How about this?
We've got dozens of these.

Those are emblematic of the fascination

in the 1890's of botany
and floral history.

We have to keep at least one.

Ok. What is your obsession with history?

No, those are treasures and...

this is Aunt Grace's diary.

- We certainly can't sell that.
- Ok, granted, that was a mistake.

What about this painting
with the pretty girl in it?

Haha, very funny.

This Victorian hall stand is an antique.

Lucy, be practical for once.
We need to fix this roof.

Ok. Fine. But make it quick.

Ready?

Ok.

And this one?

I'm proud of you.

I'm going to give Randall a call

and see if he can give us a hand
to bring this down to auction.

I'm going with you to make
sure you get a fair price.

Deal.

Sold.
One antique oil painting for $1,200.

Not bad. That's $3,000 in total.

Alright, I'll admit it.

You have an eye for this stuff.

My, a compliment.
Will the wonders ever cease?

Alright.

It's like traveling back in time.

- It's fascinating, isn't it?
- Yeah, fascinating.

You know, that beer garden back there

sounds pretty fascinating, too.

- You want to join me?
- You go ahead.

I'm going to browse.

Lucy Windsor?

Is that you?

Mr. and Mrs. Jorgensen.

- You remember my husband Marcus?
- Of course.

Lucy, it's been ages.

Randall told us you were in town.

Grace would be so happy
to have you back home.

You're here to handle
the estate, no doubt?

Yes.

And give Hannah Rourke
a little competition?

You and Duncan were pretty
serious back in the day.

Are they, dating?

No, but Hannah's the top shot
in the darts contest every year

and Duncan's got a bullseye on his back
whether he knows it or not.

Well, she can tag and release
him for all I'm concerned.

Well, Eleanor says that
you're undecided about

what's to come of the estate.

Yes, things are up in the
air but we'll figure it out.

Lucy, you must come by the cafe for
dinner to welcome you back to town.

I would love to but I'm a little
concerned about leaving Duncan

and the estate alone, goodness knows
what he'll try to sell off next.

Well, bring him along, then.
The more the merrier.

Yeah.

Ok. Sure.
See you then.

Ok.

We'll take it.

Well, that's very gallant of you.

Are you buying me a gift
with our money?

No, I got this.

We need every cent of our
antique money for the repairs.

Ok, I take back what I said.

You always did have a tiny sweet spot.

So now you remember.

Too bad posterity will
remember you as the guy

who tried to turn a
landmark into a sand trap.

Right. And remind me,
what was your idea again?

I told you, I'm thinking on it.

Can I grab one of these?

Egg cream?

You know the way to a girl's heart.

Just like old times.

Ooh, those look pretty yummy.

- Yeah, it smells good.
- Yeah.

Look at these.

Can you believe we once
dressed like this?

Decades from now some modern
architect will be saying

the same thing about photographs of us.

I love imagining who these people were.

Where they worked, where
they lived, who they loved.

I forgot how much I loved this festival.

The antiques and the costumes.
It's all so unique.

Shame it's only once a year.

It's too bad it can't last all ye...

What?

Nothing.

- Can we go back to the estate now?
- Yeah.

So how's the life of leisure?

- A lot more work than I expected.
- And Duncan?

He's still got a Napoleon complex
mixed with a dash of Genghis Khan.

But in spite of Duncan's plans
I have an idea to save this place.

I can hear the wheels turning
from here.

What's your plan?

Well, it's just that there's
so much history in this town

and I realized the
estate doesn't have to be

...just a historical landmark.
Visitors can step back in time.

Like that colonial
Williamsburg my nephew visited.

Exactly.

The town is the perfect stop
on the mansion tourist circuit

and our little Newton
doesn't even have one museum.

The challenge is going to
be how to make it happen.

Well, if anyone can
make it happen it's you.

And Lucy, don't forget your conference
call with the trustees is in four days.

I'll be ready.

Thank you, Josephine.

- Bye.
- Bye.

You seriously think
that plan's gonna work?

Were you eavesdropping?

I can't help it.
Echo-y halls.

You're not afraid of a little
competition, are you?

Afraid? Not a chance.

So as co-owners of the estate
you don't mind if I present

an alternative proposal
to your potential buyer?

Mr. Niven?
Of course not.

It'll keep you out of my hair
while I work on my proposal.

Please, have at it.

Ok.

And whichever idea Niven supports
we both agree to approve.

Sure. I'm game.
Have fun.

I'm gonna save your house, Aunt Grace.

You mind turning down your music?

Really?

- Come on, Duncan. It helps me think.
- It literally prevents me from thinking.

Fine.

Ok, now you're humming.

Lucy, there are literally
39 other rooms in this place.

You sure you don't wanna
work in one of them?

Since the estate's half mine I
believe this table is half mine

and this room inspires me.

How's that presentation coming along?

Great.

Did I tell you about my idea
to turn the solarium

into a botanical exhibit?

Did I tell you about my plan
to turn the solarium into a pro shop?

According to my web search

there are already four other
golf courses within 30 miles.

Does this area really need another?

According to my research
it could take years

to get a site declared
a historical landmark.

So you've been researching my idea.

Guess my plan's got you
a little intrigued.

Yeah, guilty. Intrigued.

At how completely impractical
you still are.

But just for argument's sake,
how would you possibly fund this?

I'm going to devote part of the house

to showcase antique vendors
and local craftspeople

from town and we could
sell their goods here.

- It's called revenue.
- Revenue.

And that revenue would be enough
to keep this entire place running?

I think it's worth a try.

I think you still got
your head up in the clouds.

Alright, you know what?

If we're going to share this estate

then maybe we should
set some house rules.

Great idea.

For starters how about no drying your
laundry on the priceless antiques?

Fine. If you agree to no more
than one hour of your music a day.

Fine.

Now, if that's all, we are due
at the pub for dinner tonight.

We?

Look, I said yes for both of us.
I couldn't help it.

Yeah, that's great. I'm starving.
I'll see you downstairs in five minutes.

Well, look who's here.
Our guests of honor.

- What's all this?
- It's nothing.

Just a little dinner to
welcome you back home to Newton.

- You didn't have to do this.
- Nonsense.

You two are officially
our guests of honor.

Thank you.

I sense a trap.

So I hope these rumors aren't
true of selling the estate

and high-tailing it out of town.

You wanna take this one?

We're still trying to figure things out,

but I am working on a plan
to save the old place.

Well, Wycliffe House
is this town's heritage

and I can't think of anyone better
than you two to watch over it.

To Wycliffe House.

You know, Lucy, I remember
all those summers you visited Grace.

You always seemed so at home here.

Name one thing that London has
that we don't have here.

Ok...

the museums.

I'd say this whole town is a museum.

Can't argue that.

Look, all joking aside, I love it here.

But my dream job is waiting
for me back in England.

Dream job, huh?

Well, I'll admit a dream
job's pretty serious.

But desserts like this only
come once in a lifetime.

Desserts?

- Truly, you didn't have to do all this.
- But we did.

See, your Aunt Grace has helped
every single person in this town

in one way or another and Marcus
and I got engaged at the ball

that your aunt used to throw every year

and Randall learned
to ride at your stables

and it's high time that
we repaid the favor.

- Welcome back.
- Welcome back, Lucy.

I love this part of the estate.

I had forgotten how hospitable
everyone is in this town.

Yeah, some things never change.

I'm starting to get the feeling

that they're trying
to convince us to stay.

Well, I could think of
worse things than staying.

- You hear that?
- What?

The sound of the crickets
instead of us squabbling.

It's pretty nice.

Hey, tell me something.

What happened that last
summer we were here together?

You were headed off to grad school.

You were gonna be
thousands of miles away.

How could it have worked?

So you just cut and ran?

- It was the practical thing to do.
- Practical. Again.

Someone had to be.

You were always the dreamer.

Ok, look. I know my idea is just
a pipe dream and you're right.

It does take forever to
get a historical designation

but I can't just sit by and
watch all of this go away.

This estate is home to way too
many happy memories for me and...

- ... and Aunt Grace...
- I miss Grace, too.

You forget, I lived here year round.
I know every inch of this place.

I grew up here.

I went to Boston to start over

but Grace needed my help and this estate

and all of its needs kept calling me
back over and over and over.

I need to be done with it.

This firm is the most
important thing to me.

I've always been focused on the past

and you've always been
focused on the future.

Who says history has to repeat itself?

- What do you mean?
- Ok, well let's face it.

A house divided cannot stand.

Go on.

I want a historical site,
you want a golf course.

Why can't we have both?

I am not following you.

How about a resort
that showcases history?

It's the best of both worlds.

Interesting.

But Niven is expecting a
golf course, plain and simple.

But he's a business man,

and we'd be doubling the
potential revenue stream

and preserving history.

More tourists flock to
this town every year.

- That's an opportunity.
- True.

And we could hold Grace's Gilded Age
Ball just like she used to do

and really show off the estate to Niven
the way it's meant to be seen.

That seems very ambitious.

We have two days to come up
with a sales pitch.

What do you think?

A golf course that doubles
as a history park.

Yeah, why not?

Maybe it's the moonlight but I think
you might be on to something.

Deal?

Deal.

- So the fountain stays put.
- That's right.

And we won't have to move a stone.

And then the great hall
becomes our grand lobby.

We make a pretty good team.

Like Hamilton and Burr.
Before all that unpleasantness.

Sure. What's next?

You know, for an architect you have
some pretty good hands on skills.

Thanks. My dad used to let me help him
fix things around the house.

Do you know that Aunt Grace and Arthur
were married here on the estate?

I wonder how many other
weddings this property has seen.

Weddings.

That's not a bad idea
to add to the proposal.

Yeah.

You know, courtship in the late 1800's
was truly fascinating.

A gentleman's invitation to a dance
was often delivered

to a lady in a letter
to avoid any misunderstanding,

and suitors would woo their beloved
with moonlit serenades

and poetry and acts
of chivalry, of course.

Sounds exhausting.

Will you help me move this, please?

Sure.

Watch out!

Chivalrous.

Well, I think I'm gonna go wash up

and then what do you say
we head to the festival?

It is so great that
you're bringing back...

Grace's Gilded Age Ball.

Well, it is the finale of our pitch
to Niven to preserve Wycliff House.

Give me those.
I'll put these up around town.

That'll show Niven
what Wycliff means to this town.

Take a shot, folks.
Take a shot, and win a prize.

Come on.
Take a shot and win a prize.

Take home a beautiful antique
vase from the Gilded Age.

Miss, what about you?

No, no, no.
Thank you very much.

Come on, Lucy.
It looks fun.

I bet you picked up some skills
back in England.

The only targets I'm used
to hitting these days

are third quarter donations. No.

Thank you. No thank you.

I get it.
You're scared. That's cool.

Scared?

Ok. Since you put it that way,
I'll take two turns.

I'll show you who is scared.

What was that?
Your technique is all over the place.

Look, may I?

So, the thing with darts is you gotta
line it up from your shoulders.

Raise your elbow.

Good to go.

Alright. Here goes.

Hey, look who's here.

Looks like you're getting into
the spirit of things, Lucy.

We're just taking a break
from the estate to enjoy the festival.

You know what?
This does look like fun.

I'm gonna play, too.

Hannah, you clear out
all my prizes every year.

Thank you.

Duncan's been really mysterious lately,
what have you two been up to?

Just trying to do what's best
for our place.

Well, I've set up the
perfect opportunity for you.

I hope you're ready for Niven.

Maybe your sales pitch is more
on target than your dart game.

And then you can be done with
the estate and head back home.

That is still the plan, isn't it?

Yes.

Yes, it is.

Don't feel bad, Lucy.
It's an acquired skill.

You know, at Oxford
we start with our weaker hand

when we play freshmen.

It won me a round or two.

Ooh, thank you.

That's nice.

That was amazing.

I'm glad my post-grad came
in handy for something.

Thank you for sharing.

You're welcome.
Sharing an estate is easy.

Sharing my popcorn,
that's a challenge.

Well, I'd say we're doing
a pretty good job at it.

You know, we were always different.

But somehow it just works.

You know what they say about opposites.

So you and Hannah
seem pretty close?

Sure. I mean, she's been
very helpful with things.

You sure it ends there?

Yes, I am sure it ends there.

What about you?

Are you, are you seeing
anyone back in London?

No, not really.

The last guy I dated was perfectly nice
but he just didn't appreciate

the things I'm passionate about,
you know?

The final straw was when
I caught him listening

to a cricket match at
a Michelangelo exhibit.

We should probably head back.

Yeah, and I've got a
conference call to prepare.

Not to mention a
Gilded Age Ball to plan.

Let's go.

Brr, that came down fast!

Let's get a fire started,
warm this place up.

It'll be a lot easier to
fix things up around here

if our fingers aren't frozen solid.

That's good.

- Hurry up.
- I'm trying.

Get closer. I'm freezing.

Work calls. Again.

Alright, well I'll just be right
here trying to get this lit.

- Hi, Josephine.
- Lucy, how's the life of luxury?

Lovely. Just missing a few
modern conveniences like heating.

Can you hear my teeth chattering?

And Duncan?
Still a battle of wills?

Actually he's been a little
more Gandhi than Genghis lately.

Go figure.

Well I just wanted to let you know
that I emailed you

the spreadsheets you asked for
with all of the donor totals for your call.

Perfect, thank you.

And I'll give you a heads up

when I know what time your
call is with the trustees.

In the meantime, stay warm.

- Bye, Josephine. Thank you.
- Bye.

Finally!

- This is better.
- Everything ok on the home front?

Yeah. Just getting my ducks
in a row for my conference call

with the trustees.

The big promotion.

You really want this new job, huh?

Of course I do.

Then why don't you sound so convinced?

It's just I got into museum
work because I love history.

Preserving the past.

Sharing a story that's
been told for centuries.

But my job keeps pulling
me away from all that.

You know, so much of the real
work is politics and red tape.

Budgets and donors.

So would this new promotion,
this... this dream job,

allow you to do more of what you love?

Actually, I don't know.

Then why exactly do you want it?

- Who could that be?
- I just invited a few friends over.

That's how I think you all can showcase
your merchandise right here.

So I could exhibit
my vintage costumes here.

Exactly.
And Eleanor, I was thinking...

...you could showcase your
baking skills in a little bakery

we'll set up in the downstairs kitchen.

Wonderful.

You know, I bet half the folks in town
would jump at the chance

to sell their antiques and crafts
up here to visiting guests.

That's the idea.

And if our buyer goes for our proposal,

your crafts and antiques will
have a home here year round.

So what do you think?
I'd say we think it's all a great idea.

Fantastic.

Well, I'll need you all to be set up
for our presentation to Niven.

And we expect to see you
all tomorrow at the...

Ball, tomorrow night.

We can't wait.

We look forward to seeing
you take the first dance.

Just like Grace and Arthur used to do.

First dance?

Well, we can't argue
with tradition, can we?

Wait a second.

Don't tell me that you are still
self-conscious about dancing.

A little.

Ok. How about a little refresher course?

May I have this dance?

- I haven't danced in years.
- Really?

I thought your job was
just going to fancy parties.

That's not my job.

And anyway, when I do go to fancy
parties I'm there to schmooze donors.

There's no time for dancing.

And what will happen
after this big promotion?

Double the schmoozing, I guess.

So...

I've got some things I wanna...

No, no. I have... no, I do,
because of the conference...

That's right.

The big conference call that
I need to prep for, so...

- Thanks for the dance.
- Yes. Yeah, yeah, yeah.

- I'll...
- Yeah, good luck.

- Thank you.
- Any time.

Good-bye.

Bye.

Hey.

Hey. So, you and Lucy
ready for the ball?

Yeah, yeah. I'd say so.

Of course you realize, my friend,
you now have a second chance.

- At what?
- Come on, Duncan.

Lucy was the one that got away.
We both know it.

Yeah, well, she's heading back
to London soon

and history will repeat itself.

As I recall last time she left
you didn't exactly beg her to stay.

It was the responsible thing to do.

Well, maybe there's a reason
you and Lucy

are back in each other's lives now.

But you'll never know
if you hold yourself back.

Thanks.

Thank you.

Eleanor, those smell delicious.

Will you put them over there
on the table for me please?

- You got it.
- Thank you.

- What do you think about this here?
- Perfect.

Your aunt would be so proud
of everything you've done here.

Thank you.

Lucy. You got a second?

What is it? Niven's
gonna be here any minute.

I know, I know, I just
want to show you something.

Ok.

Ta-dah. I snuck it down to Randall's
for a little rust removal and polish.

It looks amazing.
Everything does.

Oh yeah, and Eleanor even found
some of Grace's old decorations.

So, you feeling ready for tonight?

Yeah, I guess.

But I have to admit,
I am a little nervous.

Oh, come on.

Was Joan of Arc nervous when
she rallied those French troops?

Well... no, but things didn't
work out very well for her.

Ok, that's a good point, good point.
Well, was Cleopatra nervous?

Did she retreat when
the Greeks showed up?

It was the Romans
actually, not the Greeks,

but anyway those are
important figures from history.

That's exactly my point.

So are you.

- We should finish getting ready.
- Yeah. Yeah, yeah.

Welcome, Mr. Niven.

Thank you for your interest
in buying Wycliff House.

My pleasure.

Hannah's told me great
things about you both.

Well, we have a vision
to present to you today,

and though it might not
be quite what you expected

we believe it's an even better
opportunity than just a golf course.

So, without further ado...

Imagine a resort with all the
amenities of a five-star hotel.

Golf, a spa, luxury accommodations...

and with all the history
of a world-class museum.

And as the guests wander
through the estate...

They will stroll back in time

and imagine themselves
as Vanderbilts or Morgans,

living the lives of
gentlemen or debutants.

They will walk amid living
history and experience life

in the Gilded Age first-hand.

And then afterwards they
might enjoy a round of golf

or a cocktail by the fire.

Please follow me.

And our rose garden
provides the ideal location

for weddings and events.

While paying homage to the
estate's historic character.

All with five-star
dining and accommodations.

All our plans are here in our proposal

and here's our vision of how the house

can be renovated and preserved.

A fusion of historic
splendor and modern luxury

while keeping this
magnificent estate intact.

All while delivering one of the
finest golf courses in New England.

Please.

Thank you.

What is going on?
This is not what we discussed.

It's fine.
Everything is gonna be fine.

You'll see. Just wait until tomorrow.

And you'll still get your
finder's fee, I promise.

I hope you know what you're doing.

More and more people
are visiting the town of Newton lately,

making this a unique
business opportunity for you.

But it's more than that.

I spent all my summers here
as a girl...

...and it was the happiest time
of my life.

I'd like others to experience that, too.

Which is why I'd like to make
this a condition of the sale.

And on that note, let me show you

where you could plan
to put the back nine.

And at our ball tonight
you'll get a glimpse of

what life was like
here in the Gilded Age.

Looking forward to it.

I hate to interrupt your fairytale
but I'm trying to round up

all of the trustees for
your conference call later

but everyone's in different time zones.

One's traveling in Dubai,
another in Singapore...

I'll keep you posted.

Great.

I'm just juggling a few
things here but I'll be ready.

Lucy, the caterers are
here I need your help!

Sounds like a gentleman caller awaits.

I have to get ready for the ball.

Have fun, and I'll give
you one hour heads up

before your call so
that you can get settled.

Perfect.
Thanks, Josephine.

Bye.

I would have invited
you by sending a letter

but I was worried that
it would take too...

- You look amazing.
- You look pretty nice yourself.

Thanks. I borrowed this from Randall.
I'm feeling a little overdressed.

Don't. It suits you.

Shall we?

May I introduce,
our hosts for the evening,

Lucy and Duncan of Wycliff House.

Lucy, aren't you a vision?

Your aunt would be so happy
there's dancing in the ballroom again.

Thank you, Eleanor.

You know, I would take this over some
stuffy donor's cocktail party any day.

I don't see Niven.

Lucy, it's time.

Your aunt always opened
the gala with a few words.

Hey, thanks for coming.

Hey.

Thank you all for coming tonight.

Before our evening begins
I want to share with you

something my Aunt Grace always told me.

How her grandfather-in-law,
Henry Wycliff,

felt that this house was for everyone.

Here the gardener might
find himself at dinner

eating peach pie next to
President Grover Cleveland.

Henry opened his doors to all...

and my Aunt Grace would
be so happy to know

that we're keeping that
spirit alive tonight.

I'm not sure I can follow
in my Aunt Grace's footsteps

but I will try my best.

And on that note, let
the first dance begin.

You ready?

Ready as I'll ever be.

You ok?

Everyone is staring.

You're right, but I think
they're staring at me.

Wondering how I got such
a beautiful dance partner.

So you're due back in London next week.

Well, I suppose every good fairytale
has to have an ending.

Maybe.

Being back here, I've
remembered some history.

What?

How happy I used to be here.

How happy I am now.

- What is it?
- Josephine's been texting. I missed it.

Sorry, Duncan.
I'll be back as soon as I can.

Josephine.
I am so sorry I missed your call.

It was so noisy here
I couldn't hear the phone ring.

Lucy, are you ready?

Yeah. For when?

For now?

Your conference call with the trustees?

Hi everybody.

Lucy, is that a sheep behind you?

Yep.

And now I'd like to talk
you through some numbers.

How'd it go?

Honestly... not great.

I'm sorry.

Between the sheep, the music,
and keeping them waiting an hour,

it was kind of a disaster.

But the good news is
at least I can finally relax now.

- How about a dance?
- That sounds great.

Thank you for a truly wonderful evening.

Let me read over your
proposal and run the numbers

and I'll have an answer for
you by 8:30 tomorrow morning.

- Good night.
- Good night. After you.

- No pressure.
- No pressure at all.

8:30, right on time.

Duncan, whatever happens,

I really wanna thank you
for trying to do something noble here

and meeting me halfway.

I would say we make a pretty great team.

Great party last night.

And I went over the numbers afterwards.

I like the property.
Like the views, like the town.

But I'm a straight shooter.

I'm afraid restoring this estate to its
former glory would simply costs too much.

This place likely needs
updated plumbing, mechanical,

electrical, and other things
we'd only be able to guess at right now.

So for a full and modern restoration,

I'm sorry, I'm afraid the
numbers just don't work.

The most cost-effective solution
would be a simple tear-down

and building a brand new golf
course from the ground up.

And I assume that's what
you'd be proposing...

Sir, you're not seeing
the bigger potential.

No, I'm sorry.

My heart says yes but
the numbers say no.

And the numbers always win.
I'm afraid my answer is no.

I'm sorry to hear that.

Will you guys just excuse us
for a moment, please?

- Let me walk you to your car.
- Thank you.

Duncan, I told you this would happen.

I delivered you a buyer on a
silver platter and all you had

to do was go along with the plan.

I told Niven that you would be
presenting him with a golf course.

And we gave him one. And more.
Look, Lucy and I thought that...

You and Lucy?
You promised to get Lucy on board.

Not throw me overboard.

Look, you said it yourself.

It was fine to tear down the estate
if that's what it took to make the sale.

Yes, yes, I said it was
fine to tear down the estate,

but now I think we have a better option.

Which Niven doesn't want.

Ok, look. We have about
a day to sell Niven

on the plan that he expected.

I suggest that you come up with
something to change his mind.

Just give me a second.

Lucy!

So you're still fine tearing
down the entire place?

Were you... were you
just snooping on me?

Echo-y halls, remember?

Yeah, I... I promised Hannah that
I'd try to convince you to sell to Niven.

To level the estate for a golf course.

Well, it just... it felt like
the most practical plan at the time...

Practical.

Again, more proof we were
never right for each other.

I don't know why
I'm so surprised, Duncan.

You always do what's right for you.

Wait, that's not... Lucy...

Lucy.

Isabelle.
I am so sorry about last night.

Why would you need to apologize?

Well, after the whole
teleconference fiasco.

Yes, well, Lucy, your
spreadsheets spoke for themselves.

So I hope you're getting a chance
to relax because when you get back

you'll have some big shoes to step into.

- Which shoes?
- Specifically mine.

The trustees voted to approve you.

You're kidding.

There'll be a boost in salary,
of course.

That's wonderful.

Yes, and we'll discuss it all on Monday
when you're back in London.

- You need an answer now?
- Lucy, perhaps you don't understand.

The trustees approved you.
You got the job you wanted.

The one a million people would kill for.

Yes.

No, of course, I'm as happy as...

As Alexander when he
conquered Egypt in 332 B.C.?

Yes.

No, exactly.

I gladly accept the job, Isabelle.
Thank you.

And I will see you tomorrow
when I fly back to London.

Good.

Bye-bye.

Lucy. You're up early.

I was wondering if you could
give me a ride to the airport?

Of course.

I didn't know you were going
back to England so soon.

Honestly, neither did I.

Well, just let me finish
up here and I'll get my coat

- ... and I'll be right with you.
- Ok.

Marcus, we got a problem.

- I'm really gonna miss this place.
- And you'll be missed in Newton.

So how long is your flight back?

Door to door about 10 hours but
I brought some reading.

Aunt Grace's diary.

I thought I'd take it
back with me as a keepsake.

I think Grace would have liked that.

- Goodbye, Lucy.
- Goodbye.

Something wrong, Duncan?

You usually wolf down my Monte
Cristo sandwich in two seconds flat.

Niven flies off in about an hour
and I need to finish this pitch.

You know, Eleanor just called
to tell me Lucy left for the airport.

She left?

- Headstrong as always.
- Who's the headstrong one here?

- And proud, as well.
- You think I'm being proud?

She won't even give
me a chance to explain.

You let her go once.

Are you gonna let her slip
through your fingers again?

- What choice do I have?
- Go stop her.

I don't think she wants
to see me right now.

You know, your dad and I
were good friends.

If he was here
I'm pretty sure what he'd say.

What's that?

Being caretaker of the estate
was more than just changing lightbulbs.

Your dad thought he was a
caretaker of something precious.

He knew some things were worth saving.

Randall? I've got a job for you.

Lucy, Lucy, hey wait!

- Duncan, what're you doing here?
- I need to talk to you.

I couldn't let you go back to London
again without you understanding.

I never wanted to let you go
that last summer.

I know.

I... I read Aunt Grace's journal

and her descriptions
of how you waited for me

every summer before I arrived

and how sad you were
every summer after I left.

- I need you to give me one more chance.
- A chance for what?

I've been working
on this proposal for Niven.

It's a long shot but I think
he might just go for it.

Would you just postpone
your flight for one more day?

I don't know, Duncan.

You were right, it does seem
a little impractical.

Letting you go is the most practical
decision that I have ever made.

It's also the worst decision
of my entire life.

Now I'm asking you to trust me.

Please.

What did you have in mind?

I will tell you all
about it on the way back.

But right now I believe we
have a billionaire to catch.

Ok.

Right, no. I understand.
Mr. Niven's time is incredibly limited.

Ok. We will certainly try.
Thank you so much.

Yeah.
Bye-bye.

Ok, so Niven is flying out
to Aspen to meet his grandkids

but his assistant said that
we might be able to catch him

before he checks out of his
hotel and heads to the airport

but he's leaving very soon.

You my ride?

Yes sir. That I am.

Shoot, it's the festival. I forgot.

It's the last day.
We'll have to go on foot.

Alright.

- We gotta hurry.
- Ok, come on. Follow me.

- Excuse me.
- Excuse us.

Excuse me.

This is impossible.
Sorry.

Listen, young man,
I've got a plane waiting for me.

I just can't figure it out.
It's never happened before.

I probably just flooded the engine.
I'll have it up and running in no time.

Hey, Duncan, hold up.
Come here.

How much?

Look at that.
Ready to go.

Unless, do you wanna grab a bite?
I know a great restaurant nearby.

Just drive, please.

Right.

Mr. Niven!

Do you have just a minute or two?

Look, I appreciate your efforts
but you need to understand that

I'm not in the habit of
reconsidering an offer

I've already turned down.

Right, but we're not talking
about a purchase anymore,

we're talking about a
small seed investment.

Less risk for you, much more return.

Now, you told us that your heart said yes
but the numbers said no, right?

Well, now I think you'll find
the numbers say yes.

I was able to re-work some
of the renovation costs

and save us some money
so after an initial investment

we can renovate as we go
funded solely by profits.

It's all in here.

I'll look at it on the plane.

But even assuming
your numbers add up

why would I want to invest
in a historical resort?

For a reason you can't put a price on.
Preserving your legacy.

You're a grandfather, right?

Ok, well how do you want your grandkids
to remember their grandpa?

As the generous man
who put them through college.

My aunt used to tell me stories
about another generous man.

A railroad baron named Henry Wycliff
who was a very wealthy man

but he also wanted everyone
around him to live rich lives, too.

He built this whole town.
Its parks, its library.

His spirit is everywhere here.

You can see for yourself.
It's all in here.

People still remember his generosity

and if you have the vision
to help preserve his legacy

then maybe in 100 years from now

people will be remembering
you with the same fondness.

That's the great thing about history.

It lasts forever.

I'll be in touch.

Let's go.

I just got off the phone with Hannah.

I think you may have
just sold him on it.

Well, convincing donors was my job.

Was?

I realized something.

My future isn't in some office

five stories above the exhibits I love
doing spreadsheets.

My future is here.

So you'll stay?

This is where I belong.

My home is here and so is my heart.

Great, thank you.

Not bad.

Not bad at all.

So how does it feel to have your
architectural office in your own house?

My house?

Wait a second, I thought
this was your house.

It's our house.

It's our house.