All language subtitles for Hart to Hart Home Is Where the Hart Is

MAX:
This is my boss Jonathan Hart.

He's a millionaire, self made.

And this is his wife Jennifer.

She's quite a lady.

Oh, and that's me.
My name is Max.

I take care of them
which ain't easy.

'Cause when they met,
it was murder.

[THUNDER RUMBLING]

♪♪♪

ELEANOR:
I knew
they were up to something.

♪♪♪

Charlie!

My God,
you scared me half to death.

Half to death, half to death.

You know, I never
could understand exactly
what that meant.

Now you shouldn't be out
in this weather.

Like to catch my death, huh?
There's another one,
catch my death.

Charlie, Charlie, that's enough,
that's enough now,
go on home.

What about you?

I'll be all right,
now I'll talk to you tomorrow.

Bye, Eleanor.

[ENGINE STARTS]

♪♪♪

Message to Jeremy.

[TIRES SQUEALING]

[GROANS]

[THUDS]

[EXPLOSION]

♪♪♪

JENNIFER:
Oh, isn't this is a great way
to start the day?

There's only one thing better.

Jonathan.

Would you, uh...

Would you rub my back, please?

Oh.

Ah.

Oh, yes.

Oh, you never finished
telling me what happened
to Roger's ranch?

Well, you remember the problems
he was having
with the geological reports?

No, not really.

He ended up having to redesign
the whole layout.

He did?

It may have turned out better
than the original plans.

Oh.

You remember where the rise
in the main house is?

Vaguely.

Well, let's say that, uh,
right here is the rise
and the main house.

-Oh.
-And, uh...

on down the road,
there's the stables
on the right.

I can't imagine
a better location for them.

Oh, wait, we haven't even gotten
to the good part yet.

[LAUGHS]

That's what you think.

MAX:
Freeway, Freeway, where are you?

Freeway, Freeway, go.

Freeway, go.

Those obedience lessons
really paid off.

Would you go?

MAX:
Your kibble's gonna get cold.

[WHISTLES]

How did you do that?

Uh, it's a male thing.

Now, where were we?

I think we were at the rise
at Roger's ranch.

Ooh.

-Good morning, Max.
-Good morning, Max.

A telegram for your, Mrs. H.

A telegram?
I didn't think people
send telegrams any more.

Like an old movie
when you get a wire
that someone close to you has...

Something wrong, darling?

Eleanor Biddlecomb died.

An automobile accident.

I'm sorry, darling.

Eleanor Biddlecomb?
Isn't that the woman
you used to work for

back at the newspaper
in what's his face?

Kingman's Ferry.

She was more than just someone
I used to work for, Max.

She was my teacher, my mentor.

I learned more from Biddy
in one year

than I learned
from six years in college.

You've met Eleanor, Max,
don't you remember?

When Jennifer's book
was first published
at the signing?

Oh, yeah, that good looking,
feisty broad
at the front of the line

-who demanded a free copy.
-[LAUGHS]

JENNIFER:
I remember that.

She said
she shouldn't have to pay
because she invented me.

I tried to get
her telephone number,
couldn't score.

I can't believe she's gone.

Every time I sit down to write,
I feel Biddy looking
over my shoulder,

pushing me, cajoling me,
encouraging me.

Well, that won't change.
She'll always be there for that.

I just wish I had a chance
to look her in the eye
one more time.

Maybe a chance to say goodbye
is the next best thing?

Oh, darling, Kingman's Ferry's
a long way away.

I know, but Eleanor isn't.

Thanks.

♪♪♪

JENNIFER:
Oh, Jonathan, it's just as
beautiful as I remember.

♪♪♪

JENNIFER:
What happened?

Oh, do you know what this is?

JONATHAN:
Klayman's Bridge.

How did you know that?

Says so right there,
"Klayman's Bridge 1892".

Oh.

This used to be the main route
into the town,

I wonder why
they haven't kept it up.

Well, after a hundred years
I guess it turned
into the main route

leading down in the river.

Wood gets old, cars are heavier
than horse drawn wagons.

But this bridge
used to be a legend.

Isn't there a lot of legends
in this part of the world?

Oh, but this was
a romantic legend.

[CHUCKLES]

The man who built this bridge
was someone called
Jeffrey Klayman

and the morning he finished it,
the sun was coming up
over those hills.

One of the girls in town
snuck out of the house
at sunrise,

ran right over here
and kissed him

in the middle of the bridge,
to congratulate him.

I guess they didn't know
about rock stars then, huh?

-Do you wanna hear this?
-Oh, yeah, sure.

-Are you sure?
-Yes.

All right, anyway, supposedly
the couple was inseparable.

Eventually they married
and they lived together
for 70 years,

and they even died together,
in the same bed on the same day.

They were supposedly
as much in love as the day
they were married.

That must have been
a hell of a kiss.

Heh, well, that's the legend.

If two lovers kiss in the middle
of Klayman's Bridge at sunrise,
their love will last forever.

Hmm.

JONATHAN:
Does the legend say anything
about two people standing

at the entrance
of Klayman's Bridge

with the sunlight still shining
on them during the day?

I don't think so.

-I don't think
we should risk it.
-Huh?

[LAUGHS]

Think it'll work?

It ought to last us
through dinner.

-Hmm?
-[LAUGHS]

♪♪♪

Heya, hoya,
welcome to Kingman's Ferry,
you're gonna love it.

Heya, hoya,
welcome to Kingman's Ferry,
you're gonna love it.

JENNIFER:
Darling, pull over, right here,
pull right in front of him.

Heya, hoya,
welcome to Kingman's Ferry,
you're gonna love it.

Hi, Charlie.

You know me?

Do you remember me? Jennifer?

Yeah, that's it.
Jennifer Edwards. Ha, ha.
You're right, that's you.

Yes.

Well, how's it going?
How's it flowing?

It's flowing just great,
Charlie.

Good, I like to hear good news,
good for the intestines,

good for the liver,
good for the heart.

Good for you, Miss Edwards.

Ah.

-Hey, Miss Edwards,
you know what?
-What?

Welcome to Kingman's Ferry,
you're gonna love it.

-Gotcha, Charlie. Bye.
-Bye.

[JENNIFER LAUGHS]

I don't believe
he's still around,
Charlie Loomas.

He's a sort of unofficial
town greeter.

-Interesting character.
-Isn't he?

In high, out low,
something's up, don't you know?

Hmm.

Heya, hoya,
welcome to Kingman's Ferry,
you're gonna love it.

♪♪♪

JONATHAN:
How does it look to you?
-I don't know, different.

[SIGHS]

Really different.

It's always a little surprising
when you come back to a place.

I suppose so.

[CHUCKLES]

I guess people and places
always stay the same
in your memory, don't they?

I don't know.
Something's not right.

-Has it changed that much?
-Yeah.

This place
was full of life once,
it was bustling.

Oh, maybe it's just because
Biddy's gone.

She was Kingman's Ferry to me.

JACK:
Though Eleanor
is no longer with us,

the dream she had
remains as alive today as ever.

That dream is Kingman's Ferry,

the town, it's people,
it's future.

But Eleanor
only planted the seeds.

If we are ever to see her dream
in full bloom,

it is up to us,
people who live, work
and raise families here,

to nurture and feed
what Eleanor started.

A rich harvest follows a season
of hard work,

and what we reap
of Eleanor's dream will be more
than a well worth effort.

Eleanor,

while your spirit moves on
to a gentle peace,

part of it will always remain

in the hearts and dreams
of your friends.

In high, out low,

makes you wonder what I know.

Jennifer Edwards.

Oh, Captain Jack.

Only it's not Edwards anymore,
it's Jennifer Hart.

Well, your name may have changed

but you are as beautiful
as though I just saw you
yesterday.

Ha, ha. Captain Jack
is our neighborhood ladykiller.

I can certainly see why.

-My husband, Jonathan.
-How do you do?

-Clinton Jackson,
nice to meet you, Mr. Hart.
-Thank you.

For a while, we weren't sure
you two were going to make it.

JENNIFER:
Uh...

♪♪♪

What did he mean
he didn't think we'd make it.

Did you tell anyone
we were coming?

No, not a soul.

If you don't mind my asking,
Mrs. Hart,

they've been
promising a middle school
around here for years,

what I want to know
is when is it going to happen,

how much longer
do we have to wait?

Probably as long as it's gonna
take to redo the cannery.

Or is that just another
empty promise, Mr. Hart?

Still ain't a decent sewer
on my block.

If you can't dig a hole,
I mean maybe you ought to just
hand out row boats, huh?

[ALL CHATTERING]

Please, people,
this is not the time.

Answer the question.

I would if we understood.

If you don't understand it,
take a drive down Pike Lane.

Garbage's not been picked up
in two weeks.

My daughter
has to share her classroom
with sixth graders.

Least you could
is put a tax on those truckers

been tearing up
the road down by the interstate.

MAN 1: Exactly.
MAN 2: That's right.

I have a car. Let them go now.

They can answer
all your questions later.

[ALL CLAMORING]

♪♪♪

Thanks for the rescue.

You looked like
you needed some help.

I'm Jeremy Sennet.

Jonathan Hart.

-Mrs. Hart.
-Yes.

Well, I am glad to meet
the both of you at long last.

What do you mean at long last?

Well, this is a small town,
Mrs. Hart,
word gets around quickly.

Word of what?

I think I can explain
a little better down
at my office.

[BIRDS SQUAWKING]

Oh, so you were
Eleanor's attorney.

Oh, I'm everyone's attorney,
Mrs. Hart.

This is what you classify
as a one horse town.

There is not much room
for competition.
I'll be right back.

I take it from your reaction
to the crowd out there,

you weren't aware of Eleanor's
status in Kingman's Ferry?

JENNIFER:
Her status?

I was aware
that she was a respected citizen

and that she owned
the newspaper.

Oh, you weren't aware
that Eleanor Biddlecomb
owned Kingman's Ferry?

She owned the town?
I didn't know that.

Oh, yes, Mrs. Hart,
from sea to shining sea,
every last piece of it.

Come on in.

You see Kingman's Ferry
was never incorporated
by the state.

Sit down.

The Army requisitioned the land

and, uh, that was from Eleanor's
great, great, great
and so forth grandfather.

They built a fort on it
and won a war.

Eventually, uh,
somebody reminded
the Army of the Biddlecomb

and, uh,
they returned the property.

Yeah, by that time, of course,

a small community
had grown up around the fort,

though the fort
was no longer in existence

but the property always remained
in private hands.

So Eleanor was responsible
for everything that happened
around here?

Oh, yes, and no.

I mean we have general elections
just like everyone else.

Yeah, we have a mayor,
we also have a chief of police

but, yes, when you come
to the bottom line,

if everything else failed,

people went to Eleanor
to bail them out.

I think I feel an and
coming on here.

And here it comes.

So about a year ago,
Eleanor asked me
to draw up a new will.

She was getting along in years,
she had no children,
none of the family were left.

Her main concern
was the future of this town.

She wanted to hand it over
to somebody who was capable
and fit and honest.

And?

And that is why,
as of last Friday,

Mrs. Hart,
you became the new owner
of Kingman's Ferry.

♪♪♪

Me?

Things really have changed
so much.

Not for the better I'm afraid.

Fishing was the life's blood
of this place,

sometimes I'd come down here
in the morning

and watch the fishermen's work
with their nets.

There were tons of boats,
it was really, really busy.

Unfortunately except
for Captain Jack
and a couple of hangers on,

the fishing business
is practically
non-existent here.

Really?

Eleanor wanted
to bring it all back,

a complete restoration
of the entire downtown area,

-the museum,
the cannery, the docks.
-[SCOFFS]

The town square looks brand new.

Oh, that was
Captain Jack's doing.

The square, the park,
the restoration
of the original gas lamps,

that was his gift to the town.

Very generous.

So when Eleanor died,
she not only left me the town
and all the people,

she left me her hopes and dreams
along with it.

That about sums it up.

[CHUCKLES]

Ought to be a cinch.

I don't know
how owning a town works, Jeremy,
did Eleanor collect taxes, rent?

Oh, Eleanor couldn't legally
and didn't collect taxes,

but you see she was sort of
chief cook and bottle washer
around here,

so if people could afford
to pay their rent,
they usually paid it to her.

I take it that's a past tense?

You take it right, sir.

Eleanor's heart was somewhat
larger than her pocket book.

Uh, Mrs. Hart,
there is one other thing
I should tell you.

You see there is a codicil
in the will,

-you do not have to accept
Kingman's Ferry.
-I don't?

Well, if I don't,
what happens to the town?

It will probably revert
to the county,

and seeing the county is broke,
they'll probably kick it back
to the state.

And then?

Most likely the state
will reapportion the lands,

you know, divide it up
between the different townships

and Kingman's Ferry
will quietly fade
into the sunset.

♪♪♪

[JENNIFER SIGHS]

What do you think, darling?

-I think it's your decision.
-Oh. I knew
that's what you'd think.

Did you say there was a mayor
in town?

Oh, yes.

Well, maybe we should go
see him.

I've a thousand and one
questions.

He's probably the only one
who could clear them up.

Well, we do have a mayor,

but, uh, he and the word clear
are rarely mentioned
in the same sentence.

[SNORING]

Excuse me, Mayor Trout?

[CONTINUES SNORING]

Uh...

Mayor. Mayor Trout.

[CONTINUES SNORING]

-[BOOKS CLATTER]
-What was that?

Sorry, Mayor,
didn't mean to disturb you.

"Why Say Yes
When What You Mean Is No",

something I wonder about
all the time.

You?

Eh, you know, if you folks
would just take a peak
at the calendar,

you'd notice that today
is Sunday.

We're closed.

Uh, of course,
if you got business,

you can always make
an appointment
with my secretary.

[GROANS]

And now if you'll excuse me,
I like to do my morning
in private.

[GROANS]

Um, Mayor,
my name is Jennifer Hart.

Jennifer Hart.

This is my husband,
Jonathan Hart.

Jonathan Hart.

Hart. Hart.

That kind of rings...

Hart!

Oh! Oh!

-You... You're Eleanor's friend.
- Yes.

[LAUGHS]

Ah, she said you were a pip,
she sure knew how to pick them.

-And Mr. Hart.
-Jonathan Hart, yeah.

Jonathan Hart, yeah. Uh...

Forgive the disarray,
it's Sunday, you know.

Oh, I missed that one. Unh.

-No problem.
-Oh.

[GROANS]

Terrible business all this. Ugh.

All this?

Let me give you a piece
of advice, huh?

Why don't you go get a souvenir,

one of those nice little
"gone fishing" signs,
they're cute.

Then get in your car
and go on back home.

Mayor, as you must know,
Eleanor Biddlecomb left
Kingman's Ferry to my wife.

If she takes your advice,
this town is gonna die.

Uh, I don't know
how to break this to you.

But haven't you noticed
a funny smell around here?

The corpse has already
got rigor mortis,
they just forgot to bury it.

Sorry, I missed
some of your campaign speeches,

they must have been
very inspiring.

♪♪♪

Folks, take the advice
of an old drunk, go on home,

you don't wanna end up
like Eleanor.

JENNIFER:
Maybe he's right, darling,

maybe things have gone too far
to bring back?

JONATHAN:
Is that the I don't know if I
can do this part of you talking?

JENNIFER:
No, that's the

I don't know if I can live up
to Eleanor's dream
part of me talking.

What did he mean when he said
he hoped I wouldn't wind up
like Eleanor?

I think Mayor Trout is a man
who has a lot of pain
and a lot of heart.

And I think
he suffers in his own way

and I think he probably
understood how Eleanor suffered
in hers.

Well, it's still a very
peculiar thing to say.

[GASPS]
Oh, my God.

What is it?

Oh, Jonathan,
it's my old office.

[SIGHS]

Oh, look,
it hasn't changed at all,
let's go in.

-On Sunday?
-Uh-huh.
-I'm sure it's all locked up.

Not if you know the secret.

[LAUGHS]

Hell of a secret.

Look at that.

Is that the Kingman Ferry
equivalent to breaking
and entering?

I'm entering
but I am not breaking a thing.

Oh, Jonathan, my old desk.

[LAUGHS]

What do you think?

Well, I think a lot of men
must have stopped out there
on the sidewalk

and done some window shopping.

Oh, look, look,
my old waste basket.

I must have thrown away
thousands of papers.

Heh, it was amazing
how much I didn't know.

Knowing what to throw away
is part of getting
the job done right.

I wonder.

[GASPS]

[LAUGHS]

-"CB and JE forever."
-Mm-hmm.

I know about the JE,
it's the CB I never heard of.

Must be quite memory.

[LAUGHS]
Yes, it was.

Oh, but, darling,
that was a long time
before I met you.

Um, that's Eleanor's desk
over there.

Hmm.

♪♪♪

-Anything interesting?
-No.

Nothing.

This used to be one of the best
small town newspapers
in the country.

Eleanor was ferocious
about pursuing the truth.

We had subscribers
in most of the major cities

and some of our stories
even went national.

Now it's just full of ads
and wedding announcements,
not a single editorial.

[GIRL]
Mom.

Lunch.

-Hi.
-Hi.

Well, are you supposed
to be here?

Somebody's gotta get lunch.

Mom's been stuck
in the dark room
for over an hour.

Dark room.

[DOOR OPENS]

I swear it's easier
putting on eye make up
in the dark than... Oh.

Oh, my goodness, I'm sorry. Hi.

-Uh...
-Oh.
-Oh.

[LAUGHS]

Sorry, Claire Stinson,
my daughter Abi.

Jennifer Hart,
my husband, Jonathan.

Oh, I know who you are,
it's such a pleasure
to meet you.

We weren't sure
you two were coming.

Oh, uh, forgive the mess
back here, we're just
getting settled.

Are you living here?

No, I mean it's only temporary.

You see Jim had to, um...
Oh, that's Abi's father.

He had to sort of, uh...
Well, sort of leave.

As soon as we get enough
money together,

we're gonna move right back
into our old place.
It shouldn't take too long.

Anyway I figured
since I was working at the paper

and seemed
to spend most of the day here,

I figured what the heck,
it was a short commute.

Mom, you might wanna eat this
before it gets cold.

Um, sweetheart, it only takes
two seconds, right?
I mean to reheat.

I'll be right back, baby.

Okay, but don't blame me
if it gets cold.

[CLAIRE LAUGHS]

It's tough,
having an 8-year-old mother.

[CHUCKLES]

You know, Mrs. Hart,
Eleanor... Well, she talked
about you all the time.

She did.

She said you were
the best reporter she ever had.

When I needed a job,
she hired me,

I think she was just
doing me a favor,

especially since I've never
taken a photograph

or worked
for a newspaper before,

but secretly, I don't know,
I think she hoped
I might turn out like you.

Claire, when you came
to work here,

was Eleanor running
the paper all alone?

Gosh, before I came
to work here,

there really wasn't a paper
any more.

It was just a bunch
of wanted ads,
that kind of thing.

Eleanor was working
on a story though

and when it was ready,
she was gonna put the paper
back up on its feet.

She made it sound like
something big.

I guess, um...

I guess we won't know now.

Especially since
most of the pages

have been torn out
of her notebook.

Can I see that?

"Kingman's Ferry,
a struggle to regain the past."

At first look Kingman's Ferry
is just another small town

suffering along with many others
the difficult transition
into the present.

But have we looked
below the surface here?

Is there more impeding
this town's survival
than meets the eye?

Has someone or something"
And then it's torn out?"

Is that what Eleanor
was working on?

I guess so, I really didn't ask
too many questions.

I noticed some more
questions here.

"Problems regarding the cannery,
the museum is on shaky ground."

♪♪♪

JONATHAN:
This is an interesting place.

JENNIFER:
It certainly is.

Eleanor would have had
her hands full
trying to restore this.

The whole place
seems pretty shaky.

The people certainly
seem to have lost faith
in Kingman's Ferry.

[CAT MEOWS]

[CLATTERS]

♪♪♪

JONATHAN:
It's a shame about this place.
It certainly is beautiful.

I think I have to do this,
Jonathan.

-It's not just the town,
it's the people.
-I know.

There must be dozens of families
struggling to make ends meet
just like Claire's.

Jennifer, why do you finish
Eleanor's article and print it.

Yeah.

If I could get the story out

then people all over
could find out what's going on
with towns like this.

Who knows maybe someone
would even be motivated to help.

I had a paper round,
I'll pitch in.

[LAUGHS]

I knew you would.

♪♪♪

[PEOPLE CHATTERING]

[LAUGHING]

If Eleanor
were watching right now,
she'd be very happy.

There will be some papers
for you to sign,
some legal dirty work,

but I'll try and make it
as painless as possible.

-We can do it in the morning.
-All right.

-Congratulations.
-Thank you.

These concerts are wonderful.

Yeah, they are another gift
from our benefactor,
Captain Jack.

Every weeknight.

They are nice though.

Is something wrong?

No, uh, just something familiar,
something in the air,
brought back memories.

There are lots of things
about towns like this

that have that effect
on people well,

Well, I'm going to turn in
and I'll see you in the morning.

Good night and welcome aboard.

-Thank you.
-Good night.

Night.

JENNIFER:
When you really look
at a place like this,

you realize that it's towns
like these

that people grow up
thinking about.

You mean half expecting
to see Huck Finn
running down the block,

his fishing rod flapping
over his shoulder trying
to catch up with Tom Sawyer?

Something like that.

We used to be proud
of towns like this
where everybody knew each other,

you didn't have to lock
your door at night

and you knew
where your children were.

Maybe that's the way
I'll start the article.

The feeling of warmth,
the genuine sense of welcome.

Yes, that's it,
that's what I'll...

♪♪♪

♪♪♪

Other than the artwork,
anything else, nothing stolen?

No, just what you see.

Well, I wouldn't put
much stock in it,

more than likely
it's a kids prank,
a little vicious vandalism.

I wouldn't lose
any sleep over it.

Kids prank?

Whatever happened
to phony phone calls
and Prince Albert in the can.

Times have changed, Mrs. Hart,

even in a little burgh
like this,

fun can get pretty damn near
to nasty.

Well, I'll let you know
if I come up with anything.

I'm sorry, Mrs. Hart, Mr. Hart.

I wish we could be of more help
but unfortunately
nobody saw a thing.

In any case,
will get this cleaned up
first thing in the morning.

Thanks very much.

You don't believe
that kid's prank either, do you?

No, I don't.

I also, uh, didn't think
I could score any points

with the local constable
by offering up theories.

How about scoring
some points with me?

Well, it's pretty clear
that everyone
is not too thrilled

with you taking up
where Eleanor left off.

-Which doesn't
make any sense at all.
-Exactly.

Why would anyone
wanna stop Kingman's Ferry
from getting back on its feet?

All right, why?

Well, I don't have any answers.
I have a theory.

Which is?

Which is that whoever did this
wasn't any happier
when Eleanor was at the helm.

What are you suggesting?

I'm suggesting that if I'm right
that the new owner of the town
is probably in danger too.

Am I scoring any points
with you?

You sure are.

[DOORBELL BUZZES]

He did say to come by
this morning, didn't he?

Yeah, that's what he said.

♪♪♪

JONATHAN:
Jeremy?

JEREMY:
Over here.

Well...

I expected to find you
behind a bunch of legal books.

[LAUGHS]

Ah, I told you
it was a small town,
I double as a sign painter.

Tonight isn't it a little late
to advertise?

Oh, well, that's the hazards
of double duty.

Anyway, everybody already knows
about the dance,

the sign,
it's merely a tradition.

Oh.

By the way,
I heard you had a little trouble
over at the hotel?

We thought it was trouble

but your police chief
didn't seem to be too concerned.

Force of habit.

There's usually
very little around here
to be concerned about.

Do you think
there was more to it?

Not my department, Mrs. Hart.
I am an attorney.

I create trouble,
I do not explain it.

Oh, I guess you're here
to sign the papers.

Yes, but if you don't mind,
with a pen.

Oh, right, give me a minute.

Red paint.

WALTER:
All right, enough,
I'm swallowing this stuff.

JONATHAN:
It's water, it's good for you.

Oh, come on.

All right, now what do you want
from me?

-I wanna talk to you.
-Why?

Put some dry clothes on,
I'll make you some coffee,
meet me downstairs.

What a nice guy.

-There you go.
-Okay, thank you.

I missed that one. Uh...

Hope you had a good reason
for clearing my head back there.

Everything looks so good
through the haze.

[GROANS]

Yeah.

[SPITS]

-That's coffee.
-Good, you're alert.

Yeah, but it's only coffee.

No, I gotta...
I gotta lighten this up
a little bit.

-Mayor, mayor.
-Huh?
-Sit down, sit down.

Let's talk about Eleanor.

I've got a feeling
that she meant a lot
to you, right?

Well, like a heartbeat,
breathing air.

What about it?

Well, you said
something yesterday.

You didn't want Jennifer
to end up like Eleanor.

What did you mean by that?

[SCOFFS]

I gotta fix this coffee.

Uh, there's some cream right
here on the table, here you go.

You're not gonna get invited
to a lot of my parties,
you know.

Mayor, what did you mean

when you said
you didn't want her
to end up like Eleanor?

Look, open your eyes,
look around.

You don't see Eleanor
sitting here enjoying
a cup of coffee with us, do you?

She had an accident.

Accident.

And I am walking straight lines.

You don't think
it was an accident?

Something funny's
going on around this town.

Crazy things,
really strange things.

What kind of strange things?

People coming and going
at all hours, dancing, prancing,
shaking, quaking.

It's...

I don't know,
something smells around here,
it's stinking up the whole road.

Well, Mayor, I like to help you
but I can't unless you tell me
what you're talking about.

I don't understand it either.

But I can show you.

Good, finish your coffee
and we'll go.

Oh, hold just a minute, backup,
hold your horses.

Nothing's gonna happen
in the daytime.

Everything goes on at night.

Well,
there's a barn dance tonight

and from what I understand,
everybody in town will be there.

Yeah, well, there'll be
a lot of dancing and prancing,

this whole town
is turning downright musical.

Can you show me tonight?

Meet me at the dance.

I'll slip out around 10:00.

Yeah, we'll end up like Eleanor.

Meet me tonight.

10 o'clock?

And, uh, try to stick
with the coffee.

You're hard, really hard.

♪♪♪

CLAIRE:
She's exhausted.

Sometimes I think
she works harder than I do.

Tough to be a single mom, huh?

Oh, but I'm not a single mother,
it's nothing like that.

Oh, but I thought
that you and Jim had--

That Jim had to leave?

I didn't mean me and Abi,
he had to leave to find work.

Oh, I'm sorry,
I misunderstood the whole thing.

You see my husband's
in construction,

only the last few years
there hasn't been any business.

He finally had to leave town
just to find work.

How often do you get
to see each other?

He was down
about four months ago,

spent a three-day weekend
with me and Abi,

that lion
she's got a death grip on,
he gave her that,

now she doesn't go to sleep
without it.

It's hard on her him being away.
It's hard on both of us.

Gosh, what am I doing,
I didn't mean to ramble on
like that.

Oh, no, that's all right.

Here, this is for you.

-For me?
-Uh-huh.
-Heh.

Abi wanted you to have it.

Oh, look at this,
it's beautiful.

Jim makes them
in his spare time.

JENNIFER:
Oh, it's lovely.

He sent it to her
and she wanted you to have it.

Oh, that's so sweet,
I have to thank her
when she wakes up.

I made her take a nap
'cause of the dance tonight.

Hey, you and Mr. Hart,
you are gonna go, aren't you?

Oh, I think so.

Tell me something, Claire,
what do people round here wear
to a barn dance?

♪♪♪

[ALL LAUGHING AND CHATTERING]

Darling.

JONATHAN:
I'll take over, Jeremy.
-Okay.

-Bye, see you later.
-Thank you.

Nobody ever told me
that two stepping
was like country aerobics.

-The price of popularity.
-Mm.

We haven't had
a chance to talk,
did you find out anything?

The way you look in the jeans,
it may have to wait.

I cannot go home tonight

and miss the chance to dance
with the prettiest girl
at the dance.

-Ah, well...
-Thank you.

Oh, we just heard.

No, you're not getting off
that easy, Mr. Hart, come on.

[LAUGHING]

Can we talk?

You may have to clear it
with my partner.

[LAUGHING]

[SIGHS]

Come on over here.
Let sit a spell.

Oh, thank God.

You're turning
into a dancing fool.

Not for long,
I am absolutely exhausted. Oof.

With all your dance partners,
did you manage to find out
anything from anyone?

Nothing, not a thing.

It was a review
of Eleanor's funeral.

Every time I got close
to somebody,

they wanted to know
when I was gonna fix the sewers.

I think we should have
come in disguise.

With that face?

They'd have seen
right through you.

[CHUCKLES]

Are you sweet talking me, honey?

-Are you buying?
-Hmm, yes, I'm buying.

Well,
then I'm sweet talking you.

Oh, good, how did you do?

Except for Mayor Trout,

who was supposed
to meet me here,
about the same as you.

Loose lips sink ships.

Well, if no one's
gonna open up to us,

how are we gonna find out
what's going on?

That's why I called
Bilgewater Bill,

friendly face, kindly manners,
maybe they'll talk to him.

Bilgewater Bill?

I'll explain in the morning.

Why not now?

-Well, I've got trout to fry
and your public awaits you.
-Ha, ha.

I wish I could get
a massage tonight.

Oh.

Be careful what you wish for,
might come true.

Promise?

[GIGGLES]

[CHURCH BELL TOLLING
IN DISTANCE]

♪♪♪

-Hey, Charlie. How's it going?
-Slow night.

I know the feeling.

You haven't seen
Mayor Trout around, have you?

Walter, yeah, sure.

Went into the museum,
about 20 minutes ago.

Thanks.

Mayor Trout?

I couldn't find him, Charlie,

is there any chance he came out
of the museum
while you were here?

Unless there's a backdoor
I didn't know about,

hard to know
how he could do that.

There's something going on
down by the water though.

♪♪♪

What's going on, chief?

Well, looks like our mayor
had one too many,

walked himself off the end
of the pier into the water.

-Is he all right?
-No, he's not, Mr. Hart,
he's dead.

Missed that one.

[INDISTINCT
POLICE RADIO CHATTER]

Well, I suppose that just blows
your kid's prank theory.

Why is that?
I don't know what one thing
has to do with the other.

You're assuming
there is a connection

between what happened
in your hotel room
in the mayor's death.

Well, I think it's a lot more
than an assumption, chief.

I was with the mayor earlier.

He said he had something
to show me,

something he thought
was important
concerning Eleanor's accident.

Now we were supposed
to meet tonight.

As you can see,
that meeting never took place.

CHIEF:
Even if I follow
your theory, Mr. Hart,

what you're saying
is that we've got a string

of murders and vandalism here
in Kingman's Ferry

and it took your presence
to uncover it.

[SCOFFS]

It's more than theory, chief.

What I do know is Eleanor
was working very hard

to get this town back
on its feet.

She died and turned
that job over to my wife.

Suddenly someone
doesn't want us here

and the only person
willing to help just rode out
of here in a plastic bag.

I just don't think we're dealing
with coincidence here.

I'll make a note of that,
Mr. Hart.

File it under H.

-[CAMERA SHUTTER CLICKS]
-Ooh.

Oh, sorry.

Take my advice, folks,
leave the police work
to the police,

it's healthier
for everyone involved.
Excuse me.

Diving gear? Is that standard
department issue?

Strictly personal.
In the Navy I did it
for a living,

it's recreational, you dive?

Yeah, little bit. The Red Sea.

Well, take my word for it

if you haven't seen
the local shelf,
you've missed something.

It's not the Red Sea,
but it's worth seeing.

I'll see you later.

Can I fire him?

I don't think so.

-He's elected.
-Oh, too bad.

I'm beginning to think
that my story goes well
past the human interest angle.

You might check out
the hall of records.

You might find that someone
wants to see this place
stay the way that it is,

tax reports, city records,
whatever you can come up with.

Darling, a town this small
doesn't have a hall of records.

Well, an alcove of records then.

They've got to keep
that stuff someplace.

[GASPS]

Town hall.

JEREMY:
Mr. and Mrs. Hart.

Jeremy, what are you doing here
this late.

I just had something
to give you,
I've been knocking on your door.

Oh, this is a terrible business
about Mayor Trout.

Terrible business,
that seems to be the party line
around here.

Well, anyway, I left something
by your phone.

I asked the desk clerk
to let me in.

I told him you wouldn't mind.

Why didn't you just leave it
downstairs?

Well, it's something
very personal.

Fewer hands,
less people to blame
when something goes wrong.

See, I was going through
some of Eleanor's things

and I found she'd left something
for you.

So I thought you should have it
as soon as possible.

Oh, thank you very much.

-Oh, good night.
-Good night.

I wonder what this is all about.
By the phone, by the phone.

It's a letter.

Is this the present
that Claire gave you?

-Oh, it's broken.
-Yeah.

It must have slipped off
the edge of the table.

Oh, what a shame.

What's in the letter?

Oh...

Uh...

It's from Eleanor.

"Dear Jennifer, by now
you either resent me terribly

for the position
that I've put you in,

or you've already been back
to the office,

blown the dust
from your old desk,

rolled up your sleeves
and are now well into the job
at hand.

If you're as obstinate
as I believe you to be,

and hopefully encouraged,

you're up to your pretty ankles
by now.

Dreams don't come easily.
We both know that.

Between you and me,

you're the only one
who could see
this thing through.

Truth and courage. Eleanor."

[SIGHS]

WAITRESS: Sunny side?
-Me.

WAITRESS:
That makes you
the over easy with hash.

This is your idea
of local color?

Oh, come on, it's great.

I think my local color
is gonna end up
on the green side.

Darling, when in Rome.

When in Rome,
I usually eat at the GG Fodsi.

Ah, but at GG...

[SPEAKING ITALIAN]

[LAUGHS]

Mangia.

[SCOFFS]

What do you think?

Don't tell my arteries,
it's terrific.

[LAUGHS]
I told you so.

MAX:
Dasvidania.

♪♪♪

Bilgewater Bill.

Hey, Mrs. H.

And his dog.

How did you know it was me?

Because no one else
would call me Mrs. H.

[JENNIFER LAUGHS]

Take a picture,
it'll last longer.

You're having
a hearty breakfast?

I'll have
a hearty breakfast too.

Bring hearty breakfast.

Maybe it would be a good idea
if you went
to the Queen's English.

Long live the Queen.

WAITRESS:
Anything else?

Yeah, I'll have what my comrades
are having too.

They're having the check, matey,
you want one too?

And your telephone number.

Yeah,
it seems pretty fishy to me.

And I don't mean
in a seafaring way, Mrs. H.

Yeah, it doesn't hold water
on our end either, Max.

I was supposed to meet
Mayor Trout at the museum.

A man called Charlie Loomis
saw him go in,
but never saw him go out.

So how did he end up drowned
in the bay half a mile away?

That's a good question, Mr. H.
How?

I don't know, Max, I was hoping
you could put together
some of the pieces around here.

MAX:
Good, what you want me to do?

I thought you could talk
to some of the locals

and, uh, Max, go easy
on the Russian lingo, will you?

Oh, gee.

Maybe they'll open up to you,
tell you something
they haven't told us.

Just charm them
and gain their confidence then?

JONATHAN:
Yeah, something like that.

I think we'll start
with Charlie Loomis,

he's the man
I was telling you about.

JENNIFER:
Jonathan.

Charlie?

Darling,
we have to start somewhere

and Charlie does a lot
of skulking around.

At least
if he doesn't know anything,

he sees everything
that's going on.

Charlie acts like
he's the town crazy,

but there's a lot more
going on there
than meets the eye, I think.

Do you want me
to call you at your hotel?

No, Max,
we'll keep in touch with you,

I'm gonna go down to the docks,
poke around

and see if anybody saw
anything going on around there
last night.

Jennifer's gonna go over
to City Hall
and go over the town records.

We'll keep in touch with you.

[SPEAKS IN RUSSIAN]

Uh, Max?

I mean, sure thing, Mr. H.

♪♪♪

[INDISTINCT CONVERSATION]

Yeah, right down, yeah.

[SEAGULLS SQUAWKING]

Hello, anybody in there?

♪♪♪

What are you doing here?

I'm looking for Morrisey.

Morrisey?

Yeah, a man named Morrisey.
You know him?

Nobody here by that name.

What's going on out here?
Mr. Hart.

What's going on?

We heard someone
moving around out here.

We, uh, didn't realize
who it was at first.

Sorry, Mr. Hart, we've been
having a lot of problems
with theft here lately.

Brock?

Sorry, Mr. Hart.

You to go finish up
in the Susan,
I'll take care of Mr. Hart.

Sorry about that.

The boys there are a little
overzealous sometimes.

Been kind of rough on them
the last few years,

business is bad,
they lost their mom
three-three years ago.

I guess they tend
to be pretty protective
over what they got left.

[CHUCKLES]

I apologize for the bad manners.

Apologies accepted.

Now, Claire, are you sure
you won't come with us?
I can't give you a ride.

-No, no, no,
I left Abi back in the office.
-All right.

-I'll see you later.
-See you later.

Bye.

[CAR HORN HONKS]

What did you find out?

What would you say if I told you

that the electrical bill
for the museum
was nearly $4000 a month.

I say that they ought
to check out that lightbulb.

[CHUCKLES]
And that's not all.

I decided it would be
a good idea
to check the gas bill

with all those new lamps
in town.

And?

There was no gas bill.

There's no gas bill?

No, so what's lighting
the lamps?

Gas.
But where are they getting it?

Let's take a drive
over to waterfront.

Check with gas and electric.
Maybe they can clear things up.

Good idea.

♪♪♪

Jonathan.

-You got that belt on tight?
-Yes.

I can't stop.

[TIRES SQUEALING]

♪♪♪

[SIGHS]

You okay?

No.

♪♪♪

JENNIFER [ON PHONE]:
Unfortunately we never got
to waterfront, Max.

Jonathan did some following up
on the telephone.

I'm telling you, Mrs. H,
Mr. H may be onto something.

This Charlie guy goes around
snooping a little too much
for a crazy guy.

JENNIFER:
I find it so hard to believe.

Charlie's always been
so harmless.

Well, you know what they say
about these quiet,
harmless types, Mrs. H.

Jonathan wants you
to stick by Charlie,
unless you come to a dead end,

and then you could go down to
the waterfront,

and find out if anybody
saw anything last night.

Got you, Mrs. H.
What's Mr. H up to?

Uh, I don't know, he's staring.
Bye, Max.

Shaking and quaking,
and prancing and dancing.

[BARKING]

MAN 3:
Shut up, Tiger.

Well, the transmission's
all shot to hell.

I don't know
she's even worth fixing.

Well, we'll let
the rental company
make that decision.

That's probably best.
Tiger, shut up.

Do you do a lot of salvage?

No one else around to do it,
parts mostly,
decent money in it.

Saves time
when my customer's in a hurry.

You wouldn't by any chance have
Eleanor Biddlecomb's car here,
would you?

74 Plymouth, round the back.

Mind if we take a look?

Well, it ain't worth much.

Take a look though
if it makes you happy.

-Thanks.
-Thanks.

JONATHAN:
Easy, Tiger.

[BARKING]

Shut up, Tiger!

Darling,
what are you looking for?

Well, maybe what happened
to our car wasn't just bad luck.

Someone may have figured
that if it worked on Eleanor's,
it may have worked on ours.

Did you find anything?

Uh...

-Yep. There it is.
-What?

Clean and clear.

The brake lines,
they've been cut right through.

[BARKING]

I think he likes candy.

Here, boy.

[SIGHS]

♪♪♪

JEREMY:
This is very disturbing news,
Mr. Hart.

If what you're saying is true...

Well, there are no ifs, Jeremy,
Eleanor Biddlecomb
was murdered.

Jeremy, why wasn't there
an investigation?

Why did everybody just assume
it was an accident?

In Kingman's Ferry, heh,
who would be expecting
such a thing?

Well, maybe that's exactly
what the murderer
was counting on.

Mr. Hart, if you know something
concerning Eleanor's death,
I really should know about it.

Well, when I do,
you will, Jeremy.

Come on, darling.

♪♪♪

Chief Carson?

Great, what do you think,
Junior?

[BARKS]

I thought so.

CHARLIE:
If you wanna live,
you'll stay right there.

Living is a good idea.

Looks like you and me
have reached
the end of the line, pal.

JONATHAN:
Is this it?

JENNIFER:
He said the rocks
behind Charlie's shack.

Max.

Hey, Max.

♪♪♪

JENNIFER:
Max.

-Max.
-Max.

MAX:
Over here, Mr. H.

JONATHAN:
Hey, Max, you okay?
What did you find out?

You better see for yourself.

Oh, my God, Max, what is this?

CHARLIE:
Tunnels, Miss Edwards.

Rum-running tunnels,

only I don't think it's rum
they're running
through this, baby.

Heya, hoya!

You guys aren't the only ones
that think
that something's up here.

Charlie said there's been
funny things been going on

for the last eight
or nine months.

What have you got, Charlie?

I haven't put it
all together yet, sir.

It took me all this time
to get this far,

but you can take it
to the bank and made it home.

It's got something to do
with these tunnels.

Have you followed
them back inside?

Tried, tried, too many channels
going into many directions.

Besides,
I had a little interruption
when Maxy here showed up.

Maxy?

For a moment,
I thought he was playing
for the other team.

Strike three, you're out.

In-in a minute,
I'm sure this is all gonna
become extremely clear,

but what are you talking about,
Charlie?

Don't know as I know enough
to fill you in the,
Miss Edwards.

I'm conducting a sort of
an official investigation
into Mrs. Biddlecomb's murder.

You knew that Eleanor
was murdered?

Had a hunch, followed it.

[MUMBLING]

This is where it got me.

Charlie was a Fed, Mrs. H.

FBI?

CHARLIE:
1943 to 1968, seen a lot of
things go down in my time.

I bet you have, Charlie,
I bet you have.

JENNIFER:
Look at this.

That's a commendation
from Franklin Delano Roosevelt.

Good man, FDR,
maybe one of the last
of the great ones.

Hail to the Chief.

Charlie, this is wonderful.

I don't understand.

Why I hang out in the park,
acting like a crazy man?

Yes.

CHARLIE:
I am a crazy man, Miss Edwards.

I seen more than I'd care
to remember about things
I'd like to forget.

Getting a little old
for it though.

What do you know
about those tunnels, Charlie?

It's funny.

I completely forgot
about them tunnels being there.

[WHOOSHES]
Out of sight, out of mind.

Then one night, I saw Ele...
Uh, Mrs. Biddlecomb,

she was poking around down
by the museum.

I followed her down to the water
and that's when I remembered it.

Hoya.

How did you know
about those tunnels
in the first place?

Guy who trained me, Gus Doomas.

He used to work
this neck of the woods

during
the Coolidge administration.

He talked my ear off
about it so darn much,

I decided when I retired,
I'd come up here

and check the place out
for myself.

He's the guy
who told you about the tunnels?

Gus used to bust rum-runners
back during
the prohibition days.

Seems they used these tunnels

to run their moonshine
from the waterfront
into the town.

As I understand it,
the tunnels go back to 1700's.

Used to be a fort here
once upon a time.

What does all of this
have to do with Eleanor?

I can't tell you for sure,
Miss Edwards.

Only she seemed really
interested in those tunnels.

In high, out low,
you know how it goes.

I had no idea you and Eleanor
were so close.

I just thought you were someone
who stood on the edge of town
and said hello to everyone.

There's some things
a man doesn't talk about,
Miss Edwards.

Some things are private.

She seemed to be getting
into trouble.

I thought I might be able
to keep an eye on her.

♪♪♪

I thought wrong.

Oh, boy.

Well, you, uh, still might be
able to help her, Charlie.

How?

Do you know where I can find
any old maps of the area

going back
to the early settlement?

I can help you with that,
Mr. Hart.

♪♪♪

This is the town square,
Maple Street, the hotel,
the fort was built right here.

Right where, Mr. H?

Right here, Max.

Right where we're standing
right now.

So the tunnels must go out
from here to the ocean.

That would explain
how Mayor Trout ended up
in the water

without ever leaving the museum.

Eleanor's note said something
about looking
beneath the surface

to find out what was impeding
the survival of the town.

She also said the museum
was on shaky ground.

What's this all about, Mr. H?

My best guess, Max? Oil.

-Yowzer, that's it.
-That's what?

The boats. Captain Jack's boats.

In high, out low, hot dog.

What's he talking about?

The boats are going out low
on the water line
but coming back high.

So instead of bringing fish,
someone is taking something out.

It's all beginning
to make sense.

You remember the first night
when we were in the park.

-I smelled methane gas.
-Methane.

Yes, someone is pumping oil
out of Kingman's Ferry
onto those fishing boats.

A by-product is methane gas.

If they're pumping gas
underground

then they have to exhaust it
some way.

So, the street lamps.
Ha, very clever.

[APPLAUSE]

Mayor Trout said this town
is becoming downright musical.

Those concerts
are covering up the pumping,
and who puts on the concerts?

Captain Jack. Heya.

♪♪♪

[JONATHAN GRUNTS]

I'm sure pipes
go through the caves

right to where we found
Charlie and Max.

All they have to do
is hook up some flexible hose

and pump the oil out
of their fishing boats.

Darling, don't you think
we ought to call the police?

Now you and Max stay here
and hold down the fort,
have Charlie call the police.

I'm gonna go down
and check out that pump.

Be careful.

♪♪♪

I'm gonna bring back the heat.
You folks hold tight.

[DOOR OPENS]

CHARLIE:
Stand aside.
-Put it down, Charlie.

I said stand aside.

[GUNSHOT]

Charlie! Charlie!
Oh, Charlie!

ELDON:
Let's go. Party's over.
I said move.

Move!

♪♪♪

[CHEERS AND APPLAUSE]

[RUMBLING]

[SHIP HORN BLOWS]

♪♪♪

JONATHAN:
Jennifer? Jennifer?
Where are you?

[WHINING]

Oh, Junior, come on.

Jennifer?

Charlie.

-What happened?
-[CHARLIE GROANS]

Captain Jack's boys
took Maxy and Miss Edwards.

Where?

I'm not sure,
down to the boats probably.

-You all right?
-Yeah, I'm all right, Mr. Hart.

I haven't been shot
in almost 40 years.

I'll get you a doctor.

No, no, no, no,
you go after Maxy
and Miss Edwards.

I'll take care of myself.

Okay, Charlie.

One more time, Mrs. Hart,
where's your husband
and how much does he know?

-Ow!
-Max.

I don't know how much more
of your silence
this guy can take.

All right.

He knows about the oil.

In fact he's at the hotel
right now calling the police.

We have someone at the hotel.
Mr. Hart's not there.

-Ow!
-Stop.

[SHIP HORN BLOWS]

He went into the tunnel.

It's no use, Eldon.
Too many people know about this.

Well what's too many, Mrs. Hart?

Two, three, four?

We took care of the others,
two or three more
shouldn't be a problem.

Brock.

♪♪♪

Do you have any idea
how we're gonna deal
with three of them?

When we head out
tomorrow morning,

just drop them over the side,
little extra weight,
they'll go down.

[INDISTINCT CONVERSATION]

[BARKS]

Hey, Junior,
what are you doing here?

[THUDS]

♪♪♪

[GRUNTING AND GROANING]

[SIGHS]

-You all right?
-Oh, we're fine.

Get his legs, darling.

MAX:
Nice going, Mr. H.

JONATHAN:
Thanks, Max.

Let's get out of here. Oh.

Okay, up, there we go,
there we are.

[GUNFIRE]

People, people,
can't we get along?

Well, if it isn't Captain Jack.

Why don't you give it up?

I don't think
that's what you say

to the man
who's holding the gun, Mr. Hart.

You gonna kill all three of us?

For 11 million dollars a year?
What do you think?

But it's not your oil.

JACK:
That's right, it's not, is it?

Actually I suppose
it's your oil, Mrs. Hart.

Doesn't look like it's gonna
do you any good though.

[GROANS]

Come on, Brock, get up.
Get up, Brock!

Take them down to the holes,
slit them from the belly up.

They'll be good food
for the sharks.

-[GROANS]
-[GUNSHOT]

[GROANS AND THUDS]

I thought you folks might do
with a little back up.

♪♪♪

CHIEF:
I didn't mean to be rude,
Mr. Hart,

but we been on to this
since shortly
after Eleanor's murder.

Eleanor's plans
for tearing down the museum

and rebuilding the waterfront
would have exposed
the whole operation,

so I thought
if you got too close.

It's all right, chief,
we're glad you showed up.

All right, you're hired again.

What's that?

Well, I fired you the other day.

Uh, thanks, but I'm elected.

I know that.

CHARLIE:
Things have sure picked up

around these past
the last few weeks.

Looks like a boom town.

Kingman's Ferry has a whole new
source of income,
in part, thanks to you, Charlie.

Hoya.

Are you sure
we can't convince you to stay?

Uh, no,
weather's starting to turn

and my bones are telling me
it's time to travel on.

Well, in light of the fact
that we can't convince you
to stay, Charlie,

the town of Kingsman's Ferry
would like to show appreciation
for all you've done.

[APPLAUSE]

Congratulations!

Congratulations,
what do you think, Charlie?

Oh, it's great, heya!

[ALL LAUGH]

Oh, your bus.

[SIGHS]

Gotta go now, folks.

-Bye-bye, Charlie.
-Bye-bye.

CHARLIE:
Like I said,
got a whole world to see.

Good luck, Charlie.

Hoya!

[ALL LAUGH]

Don't forget to write.

Bye!

♪♪♪

JEREMY:
Goodbye, Charlie.

Bye.

I think he really
appreciated that, Jeremy.

Well, I have something for you,
Mrs. Hart.

-A receipt for the entire town.
-[LAUGHS]

Well, you didn't have to go
through all that trouble.

Well,
you sold it back to us for $1,

you are going to have
to declare that as income.

It is much better
to have the paperwork on hand,
you know, just in case.

Well, it's the greatest dollar
I ever earned.

And one other thing.

Claire wanted you to have this.

"Kingman's Ferry,
A Second Chance
by Jennifer Hart."

But this wasn't ready.

-Jonathan, did you--
-Darling, it's terrific,

if you'd have rewritten it
one more time,
you'd have worn out the paper.

[CHUCKLES]

So when are we gonna
shovel off, folks.

First thing
in the morning, Max,
crack of dawn.

-Crack of dawn?
-Crack of dawn?

Not a second later.

♪♪♪

Darling.

I checked the airplane tickets,
we're not leaving
until 3:00 in the afternoon.

-Just get in the car.
-Why are we having
to get up so early?

-Just get in the car.
-Okay.

Come on, Junior. Up. Attaboy.

JONATHAN:
You got your eyes closed?

-You can't see anything?
JENNIFER:
I can't see anything.

JONATHAN: Promise?
JENNIFER: I promise.

JONATHAN:
Okay, now just a minute.

JENNIFER:
What is this?

-Come on.
-Okay, okay.

-Now?
-Yeah, take them down.

[BOTH LAUGH]

Oh, Jonathan, you didn't.

No, I didn't.

No?

Jim did.

Jim?

Claire's husband.

Oh.

I called him last week

and told him
that there was a lot of building
to be done up here,

he was delighted.

Not as much as me.

Oh, it's so beautiful.

What a romantic thing to do.

-Well, uh, I only wanted
the legend to come true.
-[LAUGHS]

...and we can't leave town
without putting it to the test.

Oh, okay.

Okay, now, where shall we stand?

Let's see now,
what do you think about here?

Well, I don't know,
it's your legend.

Well, I don't know either.
I've never done this
with anyone else.

Well, if the legend comes true,
you never will.

Mm.

♪♪♪

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