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Hope Valley 1874.

I promised myself
nothing and no one

could ever take her
away from me.

Who would take Sarah?

- Jim's parents.
- What?

See?

It just takes a gentle touch.

Settlers are required
to get land patents now.

I already
own the land, Constable.

Remarkable.

Okay.

- Can I see it?
- We're almost there.

Oh, I like it.

Welcome
to our new bedroom.

Oh.

I love it.

- Thank you.
- You're welcome.

All right.
Can I bring in my things?

Yes! Go!

Well, it certainly seems
to have made her day.

Yeah. Hattie,
look at these curtains.

I stayed up all night
working on these,

but something's not quite right.

Oh, Rebecca, they look fine.

I don't know, I've got to do
all the guest rooms in these,

and if the pattern's not right,

I'm gonna have to
start all over again--

Rebecca.

How are you doing?

What do you mean?

Well, you seem a little
preoccupied with being occupied.

Oh...

I'm probably just trying to get
the boardinghouse in order.

Yeah, but nothing's going on?

Well, uh...

Jim's birthday in a few days.

Probably just
distracting myself.

Okay.

The first one since he passed?

Oh, that's pretty hard.

How's Sarah?

I haven't found a way of
talking to her about it yet.

She's been so happy.

Um...

Okay, I know exactly where
I'm going to put the bed.

Where?

Rebecca... It's here!

Oh!

- Oh!
- Let's go see!

- Yes, yes!
- Oh, it's beautiful!

Thank you, ma'am.

Do you still
want it in the middle?

Yes, I do.
Uh, just right- just here.

Um, yes.
Over, over, over. Stop.

Ah.

Oh my goodness.

Oh wow, Clayton.

This is where my boarders
will start and end their days.

- Us, too.
- Us, too.

Oh, Clayton,
you truly outdid yourself.

Eh, it was Olivia's design.

Well, we did it together.

Rebecca, the whole place
looks so beautiful.

It could be shown in a magazine.

I don't know about that.

I still have to finish
all the boarders' rooms and uh,

oh, I've got to make lunch
for the mess tent.

Oh, everything
doesn't have to happen at once.

It actually does,
because I've got to pay Vince

for all the furniture
that's on the way.

Mama, don't forget about
the mattresses

Jenny and I have
been making at the ranch.

Yes, we'll get those today.

When are you taking on boarders?

No time like the present.

Alexander.

You're back.

All is well in my territory.
Did you miss me?

We always do.

Oh, right.
Welcome back.

Your room
is not ready yet, sadly.

I guess I'll just
have to take it as is.

Are you sure? Because I haven't
been expecting boarders,

so it's not... nice.

Beats sleeping outside.

Besides, I...
I like the neighborhood.

Must have a lot of work
to catch up on, Alexander.

Actually, I do have
a lot of paperwork for you

back at the Trading Post.

Folks are bringing by their
applications for land patents.

I'll be right over to pick
those up as soon as I'm settled.

Uh, yes, all right. Follow me,
I'll show you to your room.

Sarah, are you all right?

Yeah. I...

I just didn't know that
policemen would live here.

♪Is there hope in the valley? ♪

♪I, I wanna see it
come alive ♪

♪I wanna see you come alive ♪

♪Is a storm
in the coming skies ♪

♪I wanna be here when it dies ♪

♪I wanna see hope come alive ♪

♪I wanna see you come alive ♪

All right, here it is.

Just uh, four walls,
and a ceiling and floor.

It's perfect.

I hope to have
a mattress for you tonight.

A mattress would be grand.

Uh, it was...

Five dollars a week
we agreed to.

Oh, yes. Thank you.

Oh, this is, um, seven.

Yes. About that. Uh...

My commanding officer
has authorized me

to make your boardinghouse
my base of operations.

I'm sorry?

If that's okay with you,
of course.

It might just mean using
your parlor every now and then

for Mountie business, which
I try to keep to a minimum.

If the additional two dollars
a week isn't enough...

It's fine.

Great. He will need you
to sign this contract.

If you're worried

about me bringing danger
to your door,

I assure you
the whole reason I'm out here

is to protect folks like you
and your daughter.

All right, I'll have a look.

But you said there wouldn't be
any police in the Northwest.

I- that's what I was told.

I didn't know about them
starting an entirely new force.

Now there's a policeman
living with us.

He does seem well-intentioned.

But perhaps we ought to be
careful how much we say to him

about where we're from.

- So they won't find us?
- That's right.

Whoa.

Easy, easy, easy.

We can't afford both of us
having broken legs.

Somebody's got to break in
this here stallion.

Hey, easy, easy.

I gotta be straight with you,
Tom.

I don't got
a good feeling about this.

Thunder and I here, we got a bit
of an understanding, don't we?

It's gonna be a short,
smooth ride.

- If you say so.
- Here we go.

Hey, hey!

Woo!

There you go.

That was certainly short.
Not exactly smooth.

Very funny.

Okay.

Just take him back.
Give him a little break.

- Are you okay, Mr. Moore?
- It's like you wanna get hurt.

I tried to warn him.

I'm fine.
Thanks for asking, Sarah.

See, Sarah?
Only his pride is broken.

- That's a good one.
- Can I go find Jenny?

- Yes.
- Yes!

But don't forget, we've got to
serve lunch at the mess tent.

Okay, Mama.

So what's the secret
to breaking a horse, anyway?

Oh, it's just finding
common ground.

Ah. Is that just not
one of your strong suits?

Clayton tells me you've been
putting my lumber to use.

I have, yes.

I'm almost finished with all
the rooms in the boardinghouse.

- That's good.
- Yeah.

You should be celebrating.

I should be, except that
Constable Vaughn is moving in.

Mm. A little too close
for comfort.

I just can't believe
I moved us all the way out here

to avoid crooked policemen,
and now he's making

the boardinghouse
into a police station.

Only difference, of course,
being that Vaughn is too much

of a by-the-books man
to be crooked.

Suspicion breeds suspicion.

Try not to give him anything
to be worried about.

Yeah. You're right.

- Mama, look!
- Whoa.

We can
carry it ourselves!

That's a big load for small fry.

Wait, wait, wait, wait, wait.
Let me help you here.

Let me help you here.

- Are you ready? Here.
- Yeah.

- I got it. Go. Come on.
- All right.

Use your muscles!
Use your muscles!

- Man.
- What is going on here?

Look at all this water.

Hold up there, big guy.

What's going on?

It's the alfalfa.
It's flooded.

The shoots are drowning.

Think it's from the rain?

No.

This water came fast.

It's too much for the soil.

It's coming from the stream.

It's coming from the stream!

- I'll come with you.
- No.

You and John go get some ranch
hands and start digging

drainage ditches
as quick as you can,

or all this work will
have been for nothing.

You got it.

Let's save the crop, Nash.

Let's go!

We're going to have to hurry

if we're gonna make soup
in time for lunch.

Okay, Mama.

And then I'll go back
to the boardinghouse

and keep working on the rooms.

Oh, one, two, three...

Okay.

Mrs. Clarke? I brought you
a loaf of sourdough.

Thank you so much, Rachel!

How did you do this
without an oven?

In a pot, on our fire pit.

Oh, that must not be easy.

You know, you're welcome
to use the oven at the
boardinghouse anytime.

I don't mind taking you up
on that.

- All right.
- I was wondering,

maybe I could keep
bringing you sourdough, um...

Maybe I could keep making you
sourdough in exchange for meals?

Uh, Lars and I have been saving
up to move into your place.

I think that's a great idea.

Should we be reserving you
a room?

Lars has been away a lot.

Panning.

It's been um...
tough getting him to commit.

Yeah.

I understand.

- Here, let me help you.
- Thank you.

You know, I remember
after Sarah was born,

Jim went away to war...

And then after, it's uh...

It's hard to be on your own.

We gotta
look out for each other.

"Archie Doyle and Tom Moore".

This is going to get ugly.

A dam?

That's right.

Your dam upstream
flooded my property, Doyle.

Oh, that wasn't my intent.

Well, what did you think
was gonna happen?

Well...

First off, who says
this is your land?

- Me.
- And second,

that Mounted Police Officer
said we could prospect here,

and that's exactly
what we're doing.

- You tell him, Pa.
- There's nothing you can do.

Actually there is.

I've applied for a land patent

to keep you off my land
for good.

Yeah?

I applied, too.

Soon...

this will all be ours.

Sandbags doing anything?

Yeah. Helping to stem
the flow away from the field.

Water keeps coming, though.

Doyle's got no right.

Well, the problem is

that Mountie's
made him believe he does.

Which is why I got to put
a stop to it.

- You want some backup?
- No.

I'll handle this one on my own.

Nice work, boys.

All right.
I think this is everything.

Coffee, beans...

- Sounds delicious.
- Bacon...

Oh! Good morning.

Come on in.
I've, uh, made you a plate.

- Much appreciated.
- Hi!

Taking you up on your offer
to bake bread in your oven.

Oh, fantastic.

Constable, it looks like we'll
have fresh bread in a few hours.

Fresh bread?
It doesn't get better than that.

Mama, furniture is here!

Oh, he's a week early.

Oh my goodness!
Mama, we have furniture!

We have furniture.

You see,
that's why I love my job.

People are happy to see me.

I don't get that
in my line of work.

Vince, you're early.

Well, I reckon you'd be eager
to get a hold of this stuff.

Oh, I am, I just-

I don't have your money
all quite together right now.

Well, I hear
you're a woman of your word,

so don't worry about it.

Thank you.

- I'll help out.
- Great. Okay, yes.

Hey, how about we all pitch in?

- Hello!
- Hey.

That can go over there
by the door.

- Okay. Okay.
- Got it?

Oh, gosh.

Chairs over by the dining table.

You can put that there.
And this one goes...

- Whoa!
- Are you all right?

Maybe you should have a seat in
one of your brand new chairs.

It's all right.
I just have to get this finished

so I can get to the mess tent
and pay for all of it.

Just- maybe you should take
a moment for yourself.

When was the last time you ate?

I'm- I'm all right.
Don't worry about me.

Finally.

- Good morning.
- Hello.

Have you seen the Constable?

- Yes. He's inside.
- Ah. Thank you.

Are you okay?

Yes. I think I just
stood up...

Want me to help you?

Oh. Hey, whoa, whoa, Rebecca!

Rebecca?

- What happened?
- I don't know, she collapsed.

What's wrong with Mama?

She'll be okay, honey.

Rebecca.

Rebecca.

Hey.

You all right?

I stood up to fast.
I'm dizzy.

Here, I got you.

- There you go.
- Thank you.

Take it slow.

Mama.

Oh, sweetheart.
I'm all right.

Yeah.
Been overdoing is all.

Yeah.
Um, thank you, everyone.

We gotta get to the mess tent.

Oh, I don't think
that's such a good idea.

Now that you've got
a new bedroom,

let's get you
where it's quieter.

- Yeah.
- Okay?

Here. Come on. Okay.

Hey, Olivia?

Sarah.

Vince delivered a fresh batch of
rock candy to the Trading Post.

Why don't we go get some?

Come on.

Well, that's enough
excitement for me.

Boys, let's finish here.

I best get to my bread.

Constable, I was actually
coming here to talk to you--

Before you say anything, I know
about the dual applications.

Great. What are
you gonna do about it?

I'm going to review the law
and I'll make a determination.

No. You said that all I had
to do was file a land patent.

I never said the filing alone
would settle the matter.

Oh, for--

Doyle has dammed my stream,

and he's putting my crop
in jeopardy.

I need that feed
for my cattle this winter,

and I need you
to get him off my land.

Mr. Moore.

I'll hold an emergency hearing
tomorrow to resolve it.

Good.

Here you go.

No, thank you.

Must have given you
quite a fright,

seeing your mama like that.

A little rest
and she'll be right as rain.

That's what they said
when my papa got sick.

Except he never got better.

That must have been really hard
for you.

I know I was really sad
when I lost my Pa, too.

I really miss him.

Of course you do.

Papa used to take me
on long walks.

And then he'd give me a
piggyback ride when I got tired.

That's
a beautiful memory, Sarah.

I think about him
all the time.

But talking about
him makes Mama sad.

Ginger tea.
Just like you asked for.

Oh. Thank you.

This will help
with the dizziness.

You really need to take
better care of yourself.

I will as soon as this
boardinghouse is in order.

Sarah's really worried
about you being okay.

Well, I'll get up and I'll show
her that I'm fine.

Oh, no, she's- she's fine.
She's with Olivia right now.

But, Rebecca, distractions
only help for so long.

Yeah, maybe- maybe
I just need some fresh air.

You know, when you're up for it,

there's something
I'd like to show you.

It's my first real nugget.

It's a good one.

Okay, half an ounce.

I can give you $10 for that.

Uh, I-I thought it'd be more.

Ah. Sorry, Lars.
It's what it's worth.

Constable.

Tom Moore's still
giving me trouble at the creek.

He says you damaged his crop.

Oh, I have just as much right to
my livelihood as he has to his.

Your land patent applications
cover the same territory.

So tomorrow
I'm holding a hearing

to decide whose prevails.

Let me ask you this.

Who filed first?

You did.

So I win.

Doesn't that decide it?

I'll see you tomorrow
at the boardinghouse, 10:00 a.m.

I'll be there.

Rachel.

You finished early today! Hi.

Yeah, I uh, made a find.
Got ten greenbacks for it.

Lars, that's two weeks rent
at the boardinghouse!

What's wrong?

I need to tell you something,
Rachel.

What is it?

We can't move in.

The money we have will barely
cover food and whatnot.

Oh. We can find more.

In all the time I've been here,

that's the biggest nugget
I've found.

If it takes that long again...

It just isn't enough.

I'm sorry.

That I let you down.

All these...
promises of striking it rich...

Maybe buying
our own farm one day is...

You haven't let me down one bit,
Lars Yost.

No?

I followed you out here

because this was our dream.

Now, when you look at me,

you'll always see a failure.

When I look at you,

I see a wonderful husband
and father.

And a kind,

hard-working man.

You may have been looking
for pay dirt in that stream.

I hit pay dirt
the day I married you.

I feel the same about you.

We're gonna figure this out.

Together.

This is stunning.

This is Frank's
lucky fishing spot.

I always assumed me and Frank
would grow old together, but...

my life changed
in the blink of an eye.

Heart attack.

Jim died of pleurisy a week
after his last birthday.

Uh...

such a long illness.

And his care and Sarah's
well-being naturally

became the most important thing.

It took up all the time,
and then...

And then afterward, it just
became about keeping Sarah safe.

How long after Jim died

did you start planning
this trip to the Northwest?

Weeks.

Rebecca, see,
you never had time to grieve.

I heard Sarah talking
to Olivia earlier.

I think she'd really love to
talk to you about her father,

but she's worried
about upsetting you.

Oh, I didn't mean
to make her feel that way.

No. No, I...

After Frank died, I tried
to be strong for Olivia.

I had to show her and everyone
else that I could just carry on

as though nothing
had happened, but...

grief has a way
of catching up with you,

whether you like it or not.

That is the truth.

So I started coming out here.

To be with Frank.

Mm.

And the memories
just made me smile.

He used to sit
on that rock and say,

"Oh, honey, have faith.
I'm going to catch a big one."

And he'd tell Olivia
there were mermaids in the lake,

and there was treasure
in the river.

Well, he wasn't wrong
about that!

Oh, you're right!

You're right.

But yeah. It helped me
get through my grief,

and appreciate the time
we actually had together.

Oh, I envy you, that.

Oh, you don't gotta envy me.

You just gotta take some time
to feel your feelings.

Give yourself some grace.

Yeah, I guess I can

mend up a boardinghouse
until it sparkles,

and that alone won't mend
my broken heart.

Come on.

- Thanks, Hattie.
- Of course.

Are you sure
you're feeling all right?

Yes.

Oh, sweetie, I just...

Sometimes I think I have
to do everything at once.

I'm learning my lesson.
Slow down.

I was afraid.

I'm sorry.

I'm sure you were.

After the way Papa left us, it
must have worried you even more.

You know, tomorrow's
his birthday.

I know.

I thought you forgot.

You thought I forgot?
I will never--

I will never forget.

He's always going to be a part
of our lives.

Yeah.

I just wish I could talk to him

one more time.

I'll tell you what he told me
a thousand times.

That being your Papa
changed his life.

- He said that?
- He did.

And a thousand other
wonderful things.

What did he tell you
before he left us?

- He said that he loves me.
- Mmhmm.

and that I'm kind, I'm smart,
and I'm trustworthy,

and that he was grateful
for the time

that he had with us.

That's right.

I think it's okay for us
to be sad that he's gone, Sarah.

And we can be happy for the time
that we had with him.

Yeah.

Oh, I wanna show you something.

I was waiting for
the right time to show you

what he wrote to you
on the back of this portrait.

"To Sarah,

"you will always be the source
of my greatest pride.

"Love, Papa."

You remember this day that
we posed for the photograph?

Yeah. Papa kept making me laugh.

He did.
He loved making you laugh.

What are some of your other
favorite memories of him?

Mmm...

Picking apples in the fall.

Oh, he loved that.

We would go to the countryside
and get bushels full.

We ate apple everything.

He loved it.
Apple cake, apple strudel...

- Apple pies.
- Apple pies.

Who knew pie-making
was gonna come in so handy?

I'd really like
to leave this photo out

if it's all right with you.
- Yeah.

Someplace we can see it
every day.

Yeah.

Would you help me with this,
Sarah?

Yeah.

Oh. Hello.

Hi. What do you have there?

Just some supplies for Rebecca.

Burning the midnight oil?

I'm preparing
for a hearing tomorrow.

Oh.

I have to make a decision
about a land dispute.

Police officer and a
magistrate all rolled into one.

- Impressive.
- Thank you.

It's more out of necessity
than anything else.

The fact is, just 300 of us
Mounties have been sent out here

to cover almost two and a half
million square miles.

Not a lot of magistrates
running around,

so they gave us
that responsibility, as well.

Have you ever had to make
a decision like this?

I just hope I'm up to the task.

Tom Moore and Archie Doyle
both got strong opinions

on how this should go.

Well, just remember.

You're the one
wearing the uniform.

Oh, Lars, Rachel.
What do you got there?

Well, um, we were hoping that
you might be able to buy

some of this panning equipment
off of us.

We made a decision.

We're, um, we're packing up,
and we're moving on.

- Oh, no.
- You're giving up prospecting?

Truth is,
I was never good at it,

and my family needs
a proper roof over their heads.

Well, where will you go?

Uh, we thought
we'd try Union City.

Maybe I could, uh, work
at the candle factory there.

No, no. Tell you what.

How about I extend you
some credit,

and you just stay on
a little while longer?

And, Rachel, I could easily
sell your delicious sourdough.

We sure do appreciate
the offer, but...

it- it's simply not going to be
enough for our future.

Well, we'll give you a good
price for the equipment.

Yeah.

We're just really
going to miss you.

We'll miss you, too.

Oh, can I let you in
on a secret?

You've been
our favorite prospectors.

Thank you.

All right.

Welcome.

Let's begin.

I've made my decision.

I've made my decision.

That's enough!
Settle down, you two.

Let's begin. Okay.

Constable.

What's everyone else doing here?

We all wanted to know if we were
going to lose our land

to these Johnny come-latelies.

Oh. Well, take a seat.

- Hey.
- Hello.

- Are you feeling better?
- Much. Thank you.

Oh, I suppose this concerns
all of you as well.

You got that right.

You ranchers aren't
the only ones who got numbers.

Looks that way.

Jeremiah.

Not you, too.

Sorry, Tom.

- So am I.
- Let's get started.

This is a free country!

We ought to be able
to prospect where we want!

Hey, easy on the table!

While you're
in my establishment,

you will treat the furniture
and each other with respect,

or I'll send you outside.

Yes, ma'am.

Sorry.

Tom Moore and Archie Doyle,

the matter at hand
concerns the two of you.

So I will allow each of you
to make a statement,

and then I will make my decision
as to who gets the property.

Mr. Moore, first you.

Look.

I've been working this land
over three and a half years

before there was any law
in these parts,

and now that there is,

I filed my application.

I poured my soul
into this ranch,

and it has taken my blood,
sweat and tears.

And the fine folks who live
and work here

are counting on me
to continue doing so.

There should be no question
who it belongs to.

That's all I gotta say.

You should stand, Pa.

I stand for no man.

This rancher thinks he can
plant a flag in the ground

and claim everything
he sees as his own.

Well, it don't work that way.

My daughter here,
she's smart as a whip.

She read a newspaper
article about this law.

Go on.

It said that to get
a land patent,

you got to be the first person

to file an application
for that property.

That's me.

It also says that
to file the application

you have to work the land,

which I have done by damming
that creek and prospecting,

so, by law,

that property belongs to me.

Well?

I need a few minutes to collect
my thoughts.

For... why?

It's the law!
It's the law!

He's collecting his thoughts.

Hey!

If things get out of hand
while I'm gone,

neither of you
will get the property.

- Can he do that?
- He shouldn't be able to.

I don't think he can do that.

I don't think he can do
that either.

Here we go. Here we go.

I have made my decision.

The new land patent law
is clear.

The first to file the
application gets the property,

and it is my finding that

Archie Doyle filed
his application before Tom.

You have got to be
kidding me.

However...

I remember the words
of my Commissioner who said

"In a world of right and wrong,
uphold what is right."

Tom Moore has been
working this land for years,

long before
the prospectors arrived.

This new law was targeted
at the vast territory

that remains wild, unclaimed.
Not a ranch like his.

And is for that reason

that I will be accepting his
application and not Mr. Doyle's.

There we go. Eureka!
There we go!

So you're saying I can't
prospect on the creek,

even though
I followed the rules.

Not on the property that I've
ruled belongs to Tom Moore.

And you can't do anything
to the waterways

that would damage
his land either.

And there you go. Get your dam
off my property, Doyle.

You should have stood up, Pa.

There are other streams.

Not on his property, but nearby.

But it would take me
nearly a day to get to 'em.

There's a thing
called an easement.

It allows people to cross
another person's property.

Under the circumstances,
I'm going to rule that you

also have an easement to get
to those streams.

Wait, wait, wait.
I thought this ruling

was going to keep him off
my land entirely.

Then you thought wrong.

- No.
- Yes. And that's it.

Good day to you all.

It still isn't right.

I'm taking this up
with your superior.

Go ahead.

On a fast horse it'll take you
a week to reach him.

But be my guest.

Now, I think Mrs. Clarke
would very much appreciate

having her dining room back.

Dismissed.

This is good news.
This is good news.

Well, how do you feel?

I mean, I can't say I'm happy
about the fact that Doyle

gets to cross my land, but...

could've gone worse.

Constable Vaughn
seems like a fair man

who wants to see
real justice done.

Yeah.

It's beautiful,
what you've done here.

Thank you.

- Mrs. Clarke?
- Hello.

We couldn't leave
without saying goodbye.

Leave?

You've been real good to us.

What do you mean? I don't-
I don't understand. Why?

It's time to face facts.

I haven't had much luck
as a prospector.

I made more working for you.

We'll never forget you.

Wait! Uh...

I have a business
proposition for you.

If you stay
and run my mess tent,

then you can live here for free,
room and board.

- Really?
- Really.

I can't continue to run the mess
tent and the boardinghouse,

and it's a part time job, so

you can still try your hand
at panning for gold.

That sounds too good to be true.

What do you say?

- Yes!
- Absolutely! Yes.

Wonderful.

- Thank you, Rebecca.
- Yes.

- Thank you.
- Thank you, thank you.

All right.
Crisis averted.

Go get your things.
I'll show you your room.

How's the field looking?

We did it. Alfalfa's
gonna be just fine, boss.

Well, that is great work.

Gentlemen, you saved the crop.
-Yeah.

Thank you.

I'm forever grateful.

- Just doing our job.
- We?

I should say they did.

Pretty useless with this cast.

Don't sell yourself short.

Even with a cast
you're my most steady hand.

That should be deep enough.

Pick a good one.

This is for you, Papa.

Happy birthday.

Well, that apple seed
will grow into a tree.

And now every time we look
out our window and see it,

we'll think of Papa's sweetness,

and his hope for our future.