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Previously on When Calls the Heart.

Jack.

Welcome to our first ever harvest festival.

I hear you like baseball.

Look what Mountie Nathan gave to me.

It's Little Jack!

He disappeared!

Jack!

It could be dehydration,

but I still want to run some tests, to be sure.

What else could it be?

Little Jack has diabetes.

But there's no cure for diabetes.

There are no words or there's only one word.

Why?

Mei... it's late.

I have to find it.

Can I help?

It's this, um, article, I read it about a month ago.

It's about a treatment.

Oh!

I found it!

There's a program at the University of Toronto.

Here.

It's a treatment, new treatment for diabetes.

And they're calling it revolutionary

using a hormone called... insulin.

They're still in the trial phase.

Which means that they need patients.

They need... they need volunteers.

They're not saying anything about the risks.

They probably don't even know.

It doesn't look like they're taking young children.

I don't know, Mei.

This might be hoping for a miracle.

But with diabetes, there are no other options, are there?

From the onset of symptoms, in virtually every case

within a year or so...

Then let's hope for a miracle.

*

So it's a cure?

It's a treatment that helps replace

what Jack's pancreas can't produce.

So he can process glucose.

He'll still have diabetes,

but the hope is that the insulin

will help him live a normal life.

Do you know anyone who's tried it?

I don't, but I was able to speak with one of the doctors

in the program this morning,

and the results are almost miraculous.

They haven't started taking young children yet,

but they are willing

to consider an exception for Little Jack.

So we should go to Toronto.

I don't think traveling that far is a good idea.

But...

Mike and I can go and make the case in person.

As Faith says, they're not taking little ones yet.

But as a pharmacist, I could try to persuade them.

Mike and Mei already have tickets to Toronto

on the overnight train.

But what about your trip to Niagara Falls?

This is so much more important than that.

You'll need to send a letter giving your consent

for the treatment.

Then we'll deliver the letter in person.

And if all goes well, we'll return with the insulin.

Okay, so...

Elizabeth writes a letter, and we hope that they say yes.

It might help if you told them a bit about Little Jack's story.

Yes.

Sometimes scientists need to separate their work

from the people that they're helping.

But if you let them know who Little Jack is

and that he's strong

and that he'll stick with the treatment...

I understand.

Is is there anything else that we should know?

It's a new treatment.

It's been remarkably effective in early trials,

but we still don't know all the risks

or if Little Jack will tolerate it.

But it's our only hope.

All right. I will pack two sandwiches for Nathan.

Oh, and extra carrots for Little Jack,

he loves carrots, so that's good.

He's certainly going to have plenty of food and prayers.

All right. And some soup for Elizabeth.

She likes that.

Mrs. Yost sent this over.

Oh, wonderful. This is good.

We're going to need more ice then for tomorrow. This...

I can tell Mr. Yost to order more.

Oh, that would be such a help. Thank you.

Mmhmm. Okay.

Uh, no. Allie, uh... thank you.

Oh. All right.

So this will fill out breakfast for tomorrow,

and then I have you for lunch.

Of course, we can take lunch all week.

No, no, I have I have Faith for the rest of the week.

And then I have Florence on the weekend.

It's all right.

We can take care of the arrangements.

Please, don't I just...

I just need to keep busy.

It's important to let ourselves feel, too.

I just try to imagine.

I know, but there's hope.

We have to hold on to that.

I am going to take this to Elizabeth's now.

Oh.

I brought you lunch.

Thank you.

What else can I do? Are there breakfast dishes--

No.

What is it?

I have an hour to write a letter to some doctors

explaining why my son deserves to live.

Oh.

I've always been able to write.

It's like blood flowing in my veins, but-- but this?

How do I find the words?

You can do it.

What if it's not good enough?

You just need to tell his story.

How it began,

how much he's already been through.

You know what? We're gonna play a game.

It's called, "I remember."

I want you to tell me ten things

that you remember about Little Jack

from when he was just a little baby.

Whatever comes to you. No thinking.

All right, let's go.

I remember--

Yes.

I remember giving birth to him in a snowstorm

in the middle of the woods.

And when I put him in his crib for the first time,

he looked like a little acorn.

I remember his weight on my chest

when I'd sing him to sleep.

I remember discovering his alarming talent

for hide and seek.

Rosemary.

Oh.

Keep going.

I remember the first time he smiled at me.

Mmhmm.

Yes, I will, superintendent.

Thank you.

What are you doing?

That was Hargraves.

You've been approved for leave of absence.

I never asked for one.

For as long as you need.

I've been cleared to return to active duty.

Thanks, Bill.

How's Elizabeth?

It's a tough time, but she's keeping her head up.

Elizabeth Thornton is as brave as they come.

Gentlemen, I don't want to get anywhere wound up,

but I think Little Jack's pony's missing.

It was at the stable, stall's open and he's gone.

Well, let's all split up. It's just a pony.

He couldn't have gotten too far.

Something for your journey.

Thank you, Minnie.

You didn't all have to come.

You're not in this alone.

Were you able to write the letter?

Here it is.

I hope it's enough.

I'm sure it's perfect.

Thank you for your help.

Mmhmm.

We're all here for you.

Precious cargo.

Godspeed.

We'll call as soon as we know anything.

Maybe you could say a few words.

Of course.

Gather around.

Heavenly Father,

we ask that you that you help guide Mike and Mei

on their travels tonight.

"When my son was born,

"he was small, asleep in his crib, he reminded me of an acorn

"waiting until the spring would warm him from below

"and send him shooting toward the sky.

"When Little Jack was nervous

"on his first day of school this year,

"he shared his father's medal of bravery

"with another little girl who was more scared than him.

"Little Jack never knew his father,

"but that day,

"finding his strength by helping someone else,

"I saw how much he'll grow up to be just like him.

"Just as the miracle of insulin might help him grow up

"to be the fine young man he's meant to be.

"I know he'd also find his strength

"from being part of your study

"and so on my son's behalf, I offer my consent.

"Who can say how life pushes up from darkness?

"What I know is that little Jack's spirit

"is pushing me forward,

"and I hope that together,

"we can give him a chance to find his strength

"and offer it up to the sky."

Any word?

On the medicine or the pony?

Both.

Both nothing.

Any word?

Nothing. You?

Nothing.

Any word?

No.

Nothing.

May as well sit. There's not much else to do.

You still the Governor?

Oh right, that.

That?

What exactly is that?

You know, there was a recall poll this morning.

It's not important, but you were right, Henry.

Two to one against. And that's just my own party.

Are you going to fight it?

What's the point?

Well, at least you're leaving the right sort of legacy

Goldie National Park. That's... that's something.

I suppose.

Do you remember all those things that I was hoping to accomplish?

Your grand vision. Who could forget?

Healthcare, trains, education.

Well... noble goals.

They smacked right into political reality.

What's to stop you now that you don't have to worry

about getting reelected again?

Nothing.

Didn't Henry figure out that executive order for the park?

What do you say?

You got any more tricks up your sleeve?

Well, there's a solution to every problem.

Well, all right then.

I approve.

Here, here to that.

Nice seeing you, gentlemen. Back to the task at hand.

Which is?

Finding that pony.

And I could use all the help I can get.

All right.

Mom, can I talk to you? It's about Little Jack.

I bet you have a lot of feelings.

I was supposed to be watching him when he got lost.

Oh, sweetie,

that's not your fault.

The kids are making get well cards.

Oh.

I'm sure this will cheer him up.

I just wish I could do more.

Is there something you were thinking about?

Little Jack loves baseball.

I was thinking maybe we can invite him to play.

I think it might be hard for him to play.

And truth be told,

I'm not sure he can go out right now to even watch.

Maybe he can listen.

You want me to make you a cup of tea?

I just feel so helpless. I wish I could do something.

Hey... you did. You wrote the letter.

Well, what if it's not enough?

Could I be doing more?

You could watch me do the dishes.

I mean, that's... that's something.

Hi, Mrs. Thornton. How's Little Jack doing?

He's doing well. He's sleeping right now.

I'll be sure to let him know you both stopped by.

The kids made cards for him.

Oh.

These are so sweet.

I can't wait to show him.

He's already been saying how much he's missing

playing baseball with you two.

We were thinking, since Little Jack loves baseball so much.

We thought we could put it on the radio.

The kids could play a game,

and we can announce it on Mrs. Coulter's radio hour.

Is that...

Do you think that might make him feel better?

Boys...

that is a beautiful idea.

And he is going to love it, I'm sure.

You just have to promise me one thing.

Anything?

Sure.

Promise me you'll have fun.

I think we could all use a bit of fun right now

while we wait for news.

We'll try.

Okay.

Come on, everyone. Let's get the game started.

They're starting.

And when someone hits a ball, it sounds like this.

Oh, that's really neat.

Oliver's all set.

Can he see the whole field?

He's on the balcony with his binoculars.

Well, I hate to break it to you kids,

but these microphone cables, they won't reach the field.

They don't have to, Mr. Yost.

Oliver will yell, what's happening to me.

Then I'll tell Cooper and Toby what just happened on the field.

Those are called plays.

And this is called play-by-play announcing.

I got the idea from Angela.

That's how I follow the game.

Well, all I can say is... I'll be listening.

What do you think?

Terrific.

And there's our opening fanfare everyone.

Stand by--

Okay.

--to play ball.

Ooh! Play ball!

Hey, look who's up and about.

He didn't want to miss the game.

That is not going to happen on my watch.

Yay!

Welcome, ladies and gentlemen,

to the Valley Voice Sports Hour

with Toby and Cooper.

Who's ready for a ball game?

Me, I'm ready.

I'm ready too.

First up to bat.

Roberts up.

Robert.

Robert.

Let's go, Robert!

First pitch and... foul ball.

It's an out ball!

What's an out ball?

Foul ball!

A foul ball!

Foul ball!

Oh!

What do we do now?

Wait.

- Talk! - About what?

Baseball.

So, the Hope Valley Hope-sters

our local baseball team.

Hope-sters? Where'd you get that from?

I don't know.

The Hope-sters have quite a lineup.

We've got the... Timmy. Maybe our best hitter.

Strike two!

Strike two.

Okay, Robert, one last shot.

Wait.

He made it to first.

Ooh!

And we have a hit.

Yeah.

Robert Wolf is running and running,

and, ladies and gentlemen, has made it to first base.

Yes!

Next up to bat...

Timmy!

Here we go, Timmy! Come on!

Strike one!

Swing and a miss!

Strike one!

Oooh!

Strike two.

Woosh!

And that's strike two.

It's his last chance.

Oh, we're getting a message from the field.

Aww.

What?

Timmy wants to dedicate his home run

to our teammate, Little Jack Thornton.

I know, that's what I said.

We all can't wait until you can play with us again, buddy.

That's me.

That's me!

Yeah, that is you.

Wait.

Timmy hasn't made a home run yet.

I guess he's about to make a home run.

Come on, Timmy!

Come on, Timmy. Come on, Timmy.

Come on, Timmy.

He swings and...

And...

It's a hit.

It's going long.

It's a hit and it's going long.

Oh.

It's a hit. And it's going long and...

And...

And...

And...

And...

It's a home run!

How about that?

How about that?

That was the best baseball game ever.

It really sounded like a lot of fun.

I especially enjoyed the music.

Thank you, Mrs. Thornton.

The whole thing was quite an operation.

It will be even more fun next time

when you're all better.

Soon you're going to be hitting the home run.

And uh, Timmy said you could use his lucky ball.

Really? Thank you.

Can I put this under my pillow for nap time?

If you think you'll be able to sleep with it.

Little Jack can do anything he puts his mind to.

Thank you all so much.

You really made today feel very special.

What a kid, huh?

Even with everything he's going through,

a little thing can make him so happy.

Yeah.

Maybe...

Maybe what?

Maybe that's how I missed it.

He's such a happy kid.

How did I not notice anything in all the times I babysat him?

Nobody noticed. He seemed fine.

Maybe if I'd been paying more attention.

You don't think Mrs. Thornton was paying attention?

Of course she was.

But...

What if we all did everything right

but there was nothing we could have done to stop it.

Then that stinks.

It does.

But...

take this from an expert in blaming myself,

it won't help.

I'm glad you're here.

I wish we had better news.

Tell me the worst.

They won't let him in.

They misunderstood and thought Little Jack lived in Toronto.

Why would that make a difference?

Well, that's what I said.

The insulin has to be used

within a few days of being produced,

and it has to be kept cold the entire time.

And they said that they won't transport it

for just one patient.

That's it? That's their answer?

They said that they're trying to get clinics built

in remote areas where they can transport the drug.

But they don't know when that will be.

There has to be another way.

We're meeting with the head of the lab tomorrow, so...

if you have any ideas.

I'll think.

Hi.

Just checking on Jackaroo to see how he's doing.

-Shh. -I'm sorry.

He's sleeping.

I'm sorry.

It's just about to take him upstairs.

Oh.

Thank you.

Okay.

Got him.

How are things?

Ah, it's all quiet at the Mountie office, and, uh,

Oliver is reorganizing everything... again.

Did you find Pal yet?

No. Not yet. We'll keep looking.

Does he know?

No. No, we haven't told him.

We hope we don't have to.

Yeah.

How are you?

I'm fine.

Nathan...

I'm a Mountie.

My job is to keep people safe.

To protect them.

I stop the bad guy.

I came to Hope Valley to protect Elizabeth

and to protect Little Jack.

But this...

with him, I can't... I can't stop the bad guy.

With her, I can't stop the hurt. I...

I can't do my job.

And for the first time in my life, Bill, I just...

I just feel...

powerless.

Your job is to be there when it counts.

It looks like you're doing a pretty good job to me.

Oh, Rosemary.

I was just delivering breakfast.

You're delivering good news, I hope.

The lab turned us down.

They said Hope Valley is too remote.

Too remote?

Half the territory is remote.

They said they planned to open territorial clinics

as soon as they can.

That's not good enough.

Well, could we be a territorial clinic?

It's not something you can do overnight.

All right, what's required?

In this case they're saying

we need a minimum of 10 patients,

a facility, medical personnel

who have been trained to administer insulin.

Mei is medical personnel and she's in Toronto.

Couldn't she be trained by the lab?

And then train you?

We don't have access to the latest testing equipment,

and obviously we can't manufacture insulin here,

but we do know the techniques.

We could administer the doses and help them expand their trial.

All right. Then all we need is nine more patients.

We'll find them.

Exactly.

A clinic?

Faith would run it out of the infirmary

and monitor the patients for the university.

So we need to find nine people with diabetes.

Who are willing to try a brand new treatment?

It is already being called a miracle.

People would be lucky to have access to it.

I've compiled a list

of patients in the surrounding valleys

who've been diagnosed.

The challenge will be finding people

who are willing to travel here every day.

- Tell us what we can do. - How we can help?

That's what I was hoping you would say.

We need to get these fliers about the symptoms

into every home in the valley.

Oh, we can also go to hotels

and all of the watering holes halls.

And churches. They might help us reach folks.

Oh, yes. I'll talk to Joseph.

And I'll put a call out over the airwaves.

Good.

Good morning from Hope Valley.

Today, I would like to talk to our listeners

about something very important. It's called diabetes.

It's a very serious medical condition

with symptoms such as fatigue, feeling thirsty or hungry,

sudden weight loss.

But there is hope.

Doctors have discovered

what is quite possibly a miracle treatment.

But we need volunteers.

So if you or someone you know

has been diagnosed with diabetes,

please contact us

at the Queen of Hearts Saloon here in Hope Valley

or go and visit Dr. Faith Carter.

Thank you.

Queen of Hearts Saloon.

Yes, it is.

Uh, yeah, yeah, yeah. That's...that's great.

Okay, let me just, um, let me just write your name down,

and I will get, uh, Dr. Carter to get back to you.

Okay.

Absolutely. Okay. Thank you so much.

Reginald P. Walker.

Yep. Our first one.

Are you ready for your checkup?

Do we have to walk?

Well, what if instead I gave you a ride?

Okay.

Yeah.

Oh, okay.

Oh.

My, you're a bit taller than Pal, huh?

Are you ready?

He's so tired.

Yes.

Some good news.

We're getting a steady stream of patients.

Good.

But...

I think it's best if Little Jack stays here

so I can keep an eye on him.

For how long?

For now.

And it'll be good that he's here when the insulin comes.

Okay. I'll go and collect some of his things.

Would you please let him know

I'll be right back if he wakes up.

Of course.

All right. Thank you.

So we have a young girl

from a farm outside of Buxton that makes well... seven.

Minnie anything?

People are either nervous about the treatment

or they can't make the trip every day.

But we'll keep trying.

How'd it go?

Joseph Canfield is a miracle worker.

We were only partially successful.

Two sisters diagnosed just this year.

I told them the insulin was a gift.

And one of the sisters, Sophia, said she'd be willing to try.

But what about the other one?

She's not as sick,

so she's convinced she doesn't need it.

I think she might just be afraid.

Okay, so that makes eight plus Little Jack.

We're so close.

Close isn't enough.

That has to be enough.

Let's call. I'll talk to them.

Florence, patch me through to the clinic in Toronto.

Good morning.

This is Dr. Faith Carter, calling from Hope Valley.

Yes. Hi.

We have a confirmed list of nine patients.

I know.

Please hold on a moment.

Hello.

This is Elizabeth Thornton.

I wrote to you a few days ago about my son, Jack.

You said that we needed 10 patients before you would issue

the insulin that could save his life.

Well, we have nine lives that could be saved.

One of whom has a sister who has also been diagnosed

and I am quite sure once she sees her sister get better,

you may very well have your 10th patient.

Thank you.

Thank you.

They said yes.

The train is over an hour late.

It's not like it to be this far off schedule.

Do you think they got held up by the weather?

I'm gonna call the station and find out what's going on.

Oh.

It's bad. It's really bad.

What's wrong?

Oh, one of my drivers has called from Summit Junction.

The storm has caused a massive pile up crash on the crossing,

so they've shut down the line.

But Mike and Mei.

They're gonna be delayed up to 24 hours.

Along with the medicine.

They can't wait that long. I'm going out there.

Okay, I'm going with you,

but we're gonna take the four-seater, okay?

I'll be right back.

I need to be with Elizabeth. We should go.

I'll wait by the phone.

All right.

I have a blanket if you're cold.

No, I'm all right. Is he still sleeping?

- Any... - No change.

Are you sure you don't want to get some sleep?

I need to be awake when they come.

You will be.

No one's sleeping tonight.

I think I'll sit with him for a few minutes.

I don't know how she does it.

She's so strong.

Going through what she's going through I...

Like what you went through.

If something were to happen to Goldie, I don't know.

But still...

you do.

When Angela got sick,

there was no knowing what would happen.

I felt so lost.

Lost in so much doubt.

But that's where you find faith.

When it's all you've got.

What do you do?

You look at the ground under your feet.

Not to the top of the mountain.

You only think about what you know in that moment.

That they are alive.

That they're strong and that there is hope.

You had quite the trip?

I've never been happier

than when I saw Bill and Lee board that train.

Thank you, Mei.

Of course.

How long until we know?

Oh, it shouldn't take long.

All right, my sweet boy.

I pray this makes you better.

Be strong for mommy.

Please come back to me.

All right.

They gave him the first dose.

He's not awake, but he hasn't had a bad reaction so.

It's good news.

What a blessing.

Amen.

So, um, do we think this is working or...

We'll know by morning.

All right.

So we wait.

-So we wait. -Mmhmm.

I'll, um... I'll put some coffee on.

I'll make some grilled cheeses. Anyone?

Good idea, Hickam

Mike...

Thank you.

His vitals are stable. No sign of rejection.

Mmm...

Honey bear.

Mommy.

Oh, my baby!

Why are you so sad, Mama?

I am the happiest I've ever been.

* All creatures of our God and King. *

* Lift up your voices let us sing. *

* Hallelujah, Hallelujah, Hallelujah. *

We called and our prayers were answered.

We believed and were rewarded.

God provided medicine for Little Jack

and he brought Pal home.

As we gather here today in honor of Saint Francis,

who so loved all of God's creatures,

we ask him to bless and protect the most vulnerable amongst us.

May God grant us the grace to Protect and sustain one another.

Whether on wings or in water, four legs or two.

We are all God's creatures, great and small.

Now let's bless the animals.

Yeah. Good boy.

We should get a dog.

What?

Our hands aren't full enough with Goldie as it is.

Oh, just imagine walking on her namesake trail

with a little dog.

Wouldn't that be fun, honey?

In her namesake park. I see what you're saying.

Maybe. We'll think about it.

We're getting a dog!

No, that's not what I said.

I said, well, think about it. I said, we'll think about it.

I said, well, think about it.

He's finally asleep.

Apparently the bed in the infirmary is more comfortable.

Well, I could go look for some new mattresses.

No.

You have more important things to do

like getting back to work.

Nothing is more important than this.

I'm not sure what we'd do without you, Nathan.

What I would do.

Thank you for standing with me when I couldn't see the light.

There's nowhere that I would rather be.

You okay?

I don't know.

I am so confused about so many things.

Today feels like both the worst and the best day of my life.

Well...

we have a whole lifetime to figure it out.

So does he.

*

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