All language subtitles for When Calls the Heart S10E09 Deep Water

Previously on When Calls
the Heart...

The past few months
have been... interesting.

The wedding is
coming together...

slowly but surely.

The Governor is visiting Buxton
and possibly Hope Valley,

if Rosemary has any say in it.

If we promise to give
the Governor

a reception unlike any other

he would have no choice
but to change his plans.

I rode by
Bill’s land earlier today

and there were some men there.

What is Montague up to?

I don’t know, but I intend
to find out.

They upped the order
and put a rush on it.

This is the big one
out of Union City.

It’s a trestle bridge
but in the middle of nowhere.

Why would you build
a bridge here

when the road to Union City
is over here?

So Allie asked if
she could babysit.

Thanks for saying yes.

Well, I hope
he behaves.

One, two, three...

Jack?!

Your son tormented
the babysitter last night.

Boo!

He’s more like you
every day, Jack.

I think you’d be really proud
of him.

I know you would.

I can’t believe the wedding
is six weeks away.

There’s so much still to do,

including addressing
100 envelopes.

But luckily I have lots of help.

With the invitations sent,

now we’re waiting to find out
who can make it.

It’s hard to imagine
how it will all get done.

But I have faith.

All should feel right
in Hope Valley.

But there’s something
I can’t quite shake.

We still don’t know what’s
happening with Bill’s land,

but we’re determined
to find out.

Sorry I’m late,

I was getting Allie set up
with little Jack.

By moving all the furniture?

Um... are you sure
we should tell Bill?

Because of Madeline?

Yes.

Well, what do I know
about matters of the heart?

But he deserves to know.

Know what?

I think you’d better sit down.

How many did you say?

About a dozen,
with heavy equipment.

He’s building a well,
according to Montague.

That’s a lot of men for a well.

And that well was working fine
on my property before I sold it.

What were you doing up there?

I was visiting Jack’s grave.

What do you think Montague
is doing?

I don’t know, but I plan on
asking him.

Oh! Are you sure you wanna
do that?

He hasn’t done anything
illegal yet.

If we don’t confront him then
he won’t know we suspect him.

I think we should
just leave it like that.

Yeah, you’re probably right.

-Great.
-Good.

I’m gonna go anyway.

Don’t worry,
they won’t see me.

*

*

Okay!

Hey, Jack.

Hi, Mr. Gowen.

Henry, the park looks great.

I’m glad you’re enjoying it.

Sorry I’m late, Mrs. Thornton.
Scout was chasing a squirrel.

That’s okay, Allie.

Little Jack really wanted
to see you

before Robert takes him
to go see the tadpoles.

Oh...

I’ll see you both later.

-Hey.
-Hi.

Allie forgot Little
Jack’s snack.

Oh.

-Homemade cookies.
-Mmm.

There may be one or two missing.

Wait, wait,
wait, wait...

I got you.

She really is good with him,
isn’t she?

Scout
or Little Jack?

Both, I guess.

I’ll see you.

Hey, who’s it? Are you it?
You're it.

You’re it!

Elizabeth! Perfect timing.

Are you ready for our day
of wedding planning?

There’s my little angel.

Did I tell you?

She’s sleeping in seven-hour
stretches now.

I just have to be sure
to put her head down

at the north end of the crib

then slowly back up taking
no more than six steps

to get to the door.

It’s a very precise science.

Elizabeth, are you alright?
You’re not here with me.

Yes. Let’s go.

Are you sure you’re alright?

Allie and Little Jack
have just gotten so close.

I don’t know.
Does it feel weird?

Because of your history
with Nathan?

I’m not sure I’d call it that.

Elizabeth, your heart is pure.

You’re marrying Lucas
in six weeks,

under a beautiful
white wedding arch

with Hope Valley
as a backdrop,

a rainbow dancing
in the distance.

Have you ordered the rainbow?

Oh, I would if I could.

Perhaps I should talk
to Joseph,

see if he can put in
a good word.

Oh, and Nathan
will find someone.

Actually, he said
he’s given up on love.

Oh!

Well, we’ll see about that.

Although, Mei? Faith?
Not to mention you.

It’s not a great track record.

Rosemary!

This morning, Harry, I want you
to restock the thread

and make sure the bobbins
are organized.

-Yes, Ma'am.
-Florence?

Oh, just a moment, dear.

Now, I was thinking that
we should rearrange them

along the lines of the colors
of a rainbow.

Florence!

I just thought
that would look pretty.

Florence!

Alright!

What is so urgent?

Oh, my stars.

The Governor is coming.

Oh, I have to tell Rosemary.

-Hi, Minnie.
-Oh, Hickam.

I’m here for those pastries

for the continental breakfast
at the hotel.

Mm. Are they enjoying them?

They love them.
It’s a big hit.

Oh, no wonder,
they’re delicious.

Thank you.

Was my pitch okay?

I think it was perfect.

They sound pretty good.

You know what I always say.

Nothing brings people
out of their shell

better than poor pitch.

So? Mei and Hickam?

You think?

I think you should stay
out of it.

But it’s all for love.

I love love as much
as the next person,

but this might not be
the way to do it.

I think it is.

Oh, I spoke to the dress shop,

they said your dress should be
en route post haste.

Thank you, Rosemary.
I’m sure it will arrive on time.

Elizabeth, this is no time
for complacency.

Have you even done
your tasting yet?

It’s tomorrow night.

Gustave said he’d prepare
three different entrée options.

Only three?

Rosemary!

What is it?

The Governor is coming.

What?

Governor Bixby Balfour
is coming to Hope Valley!

Rosemary, you did it!

That’s fantastic!

That’s the most exciting news

since the discovery
of the hot springs.

It must have been some letter.

-Oh...
-Everything alright?

It’s just that it says
he’s coming tomorrow.

Is that a problem?

I am sure I made it very clear
in my letter

that he was invited next week,
after his trip to Buxton.

If you ask me, these people
are being very pushy.

The sooner, the better, I say.
Why wait?

Yeah.

Right, Rosemary?

I think we should sit down.

Well, we’ve sat.

I may have promised the Governor
a few things to get him to come.

Like what?

A choir performance.

-We’ve all practiced.
-Mmmhmm.

And uh, I may have mentioned

that we have the latest
in radio technology

and that this could be his first
live speech on the radio.

Oh. Uh, well, we have
a radio.

Uh, I don’t know
about broadcasting.

We could try to find
a microphone

and I think I know how to cobble
together a transmitter.

Oh.

And...

I...

I... I... I believe
I mentioned

something about a new bandstand.

Bandstand?

For the choir performance.

In which we sing an original
song about Hope Valley

composed in the Governor’s
honor.

You were thinking we could
write a song?

Would that be okay?

Minnie, what about Mike Hickam?

Yeah, he and Mei could try.

Those two?
Do they know how?

I’m sure they could
figure it out, together.

Yes.

Come on, you said
you love love.

Alright.
Anything for love.

Maybe they can find an old song
to repurpose.

-Oh.
-Mmmhmm.

Anything else?

-Since you ask...
-Mmmhmm.

There is one last thing.

I believe I said we would have
a formal black-tie gala

in his Governorship’s honor
with a seven-course meal

and dancing under the stars.

Rosemary!

All of this in a single day?

I know! I know!
I- I just got carried away!

I couldn’t pull this off
in a month,

let alone a day.

I- I don’t know
what I was thinking!

Oh...

You know what it is?
It’s new motherhood.

We’ve all been there.

Well...

And we're here for you.

If we all work together
I think we can pull it off.

I agree.

Now, I do think we should
play down the urgency

of the situation.

Oh. Mmmhmm.

Yes, and let’s not get everyone
into a panic just yet.

Only tell people on
a need-to-know basis.

Mmmhmm.

It will be our little secret.

Right.

I will take care of
the decorations.

Radio broadcast.

We’ll figure out the choir
and the song.

I will talk to Lucas.

We’ll sort out
the bandstand and...

figure out the ball.

You’re in a hurry.

Yes.
Well, I have um...

Uh, Elizabeth, I have
a package for you.

And Nathan, you have
a telegram.

Oh, I...

Are you okay?

Mmmhmm.

I mean, I’m fine.
And you?

I’m fine.

Are you sure?

-Because you seem...
-What?

...shifty.

Mountie business in Rock Creek.
It's important.

-There you are.
-Thank you.

Did you read this?

I always do.

Oh, young Toby, Cooper.
How are we this fine morning?

Hey, Mr. Mitchell.
What’re you doing back in town?

I had some business
to attend to.

I thought I would take a dip
in my favorite Hope Spring.

Oh. But you can’t go
in there.

Yes, our agreement.

Well, as I recall, children
have access until 8:00

and as you can see
it is now 8:05.

Um, but sir, you know
the hot springs is um-

Young man, please.
We’ve been through this.

Now, step aside.

It has been a long train ride

and nothing will feel better
than a long hot dip in the...

What happened to the water?

We tried to tell you.

Good morning.

-Hi.
-Hi.

That’s not your usual
reading material.

Uh...

If you’re here to ask me
any questions about the song

for our first dance or how
we’re going to prepare the duck,

please know I have it covered.

Thank you, but that’s not it.

So Rosemary received
a telegram this morning

from the Governor’s people.

It turns out he’s making Hope
Valley his next campaign stop.

That’s great.
So her plan worked.

Her plan.
About her plan.

Um... the Governor's
expecting a dinner.

A dinner in his honor,
and we were thinking

we could have it right here
at the Queen of Hearts.

That shouldn’t be a problem.

It shouldn’t.

Great.

What else aren’t you
telling me?

Why would you ask that?

Because you have about
five different tells.

Part of what I wanted
to tell you...

and this is really silly.

Ok.

Um...

He’s coming tomorrow.

-The Governor?
-The Governor.

Tomorrow?

Did I mention
the black-tie ball?

You did not.

It’s not Rosemary’s fault.
They changed it up.

I mean, sure, her imagination

did get away from her
a bit, but-

Are you serious?

Yes, you’re serious.

I was hoping you could host
the ball.

But all of this, it’s really
gonna get in the way of our

tasting.

Yes. That’s fine.
We can reschedule.

Really?

Thank you so much, Lucas.

And... and we’d really like
to keep this discreet.

A bit of a secret.
At least for a few hours.

I think Rosemary’s
feeling embarrassed.

Is she?

I need to get prepped for this.

This is something that will be
hard to keep secret.

What’s the secret?

See?

Uh...

Is it about the Governor
coming to town tomorrow?

Shh!

How do you know that?

Well, I’m still enough of
a Mountie to keep an eye

on everything that happens
in this town.

What’d you find up there?

They’re not digging a well.

They’re digging a trench
connected to the creek

with some sort of stop gate
to control the flow.

Why is he lying about it?

I don’t know.

Here’s something else
to add to the mystery.

-Sedimentary Rocks and Minerals.
-Mmmhmm.

It’s a book Jamie checked out
from the library.

He sent it by mail
with this note saying

how much he enjoyed his time
in Hope Valley.

Montague’s been saying

Jamie and Madeline
will be back in a few days.

If that were the case

why wouldn’t Jamie wait
to return it in person?

That’s a good question.

Thank you.

He’s lying about the well

and he’s lying about Jamie
and Madeline coming back.

I don’t think he knows
where she is.

He’s been asking me if
I’ve heard from Mrs. St. John.

And I overheard him
on the phone

asking about her whereabouts
to multiple callers.

He even asked to search
her room.

It was... pretty strange.

If you ask me, I don’t think
they’re even engaged.

Why?

Did you teach him to do that?

Why would I?

Then who did?

Someone who hates me,
that’s who.

Something I can help you with?

I’m trying to figure out
what everyone’s hiding.

What, like Mrs. Thornton?

Mrs. Yost and Fiona...
definitely hiding.

Well, how about you find
that out on your own,

because I gotta head
to Rock Creek

to deal with an angry farmer.

You’re gonna be missing
a lot of excitement.

I’ll hurry back, alright?

I just gotta show him
the old uniform and badge.

Talk some sense into them.

Yeah, I’m sure they’ll listen.

Uh-huh.

Last chance,
Clifford!

If you don’t let our guy go
we’ll be forced to come in!

Alright, you two have
your orders.

On my whistle.

One, two...

You’ll do what?

You mind telling me what a bunch
of Pinkertons are doing up here?

Security.

This is company land

and an old farmer,
Clifford Stuckey,

took one of our guys hostage.

So what, you’re gonna endanger
both their lives?

Put it down!

Who’s that I see?
Is that a Mountie out there?

Mr. Stuckey!
It’s Constable Grant.

Why don’t you come on out
and we’ll talk this through?

I’m done talking!

Put your guns down
before I arrest you

for interfering
with police business.

Down.

Mr. Stuckey?

I just- I just wanna have
a friendly little chat, alright?

But I can’t do that while
you have a hostage in there.

So how about this?

How... how about we make
a swap, alright?

You let the man go
and I’ll take his place?

Don’t- don’t worry about
these fine gentlemen,

they’re not gonna do anything
while I’m in there with you

because they know the penalty
for harming a Mountie.

Come on, you’re not gonna
shoot me, are you?

I just got this uniform cleaned.

Alright.

So you wanna tell me
what this is all about?

Thank you.

I don’t understand.

You don’t need to.

Well, then I’d like to.

Just the man we were
hoping to see.

Me? What for?

Yes, what for?

I’m putting you both
in charge of music

for the Governor’s arrival.

The Governor?!

Wow, that’s a huge job.

It’ll be fine.

I’m sure we’ll have
plenty of time.

Actually, we were hoping
you could start rehearsing,

theoretically be ready
by this time tomorrow.

Why would we need to be ready
by tomorrow?

Because, theoretically, or uh...

actually, in reality, that’s
when the Governor is coming.

What?!

But there’s nothing that can’t
happen when it’s Mei and Hickam.

Oh, and uh, could you make it
an original song

composed especially
for the occasion?

Great! I’ll leave you to it.

C’est impossible!

Exactly.

I’d better go calm Gustave down.
I’ll come and find you.

Okay.

You? You’re keeping
a secret?

It’s called discretion.

Ah, yes, we will need paint
for the banner.

Ned...

Anything on that stand-off
in Rock Creek?

Yes, a telegram just came in
from Nathan.

Pinkertons!

Not good.

I found it!

For the radio.

She knows?

So who exactly bought
your land?

Some big city outfit.
I’ve still got the paperwork.

First they brought
on the surveyors

and then the Pinkertons.

Why don’t we continue this back
at headquarters, huh?

I never thought I’d see
the day

that a Mountie would be in
league with the Pinkertons.

That’s because I’m not.

Those rats.

They’re pulling
everybody’s strings.

But that weasel Montague ever
got his claws into a constable.

Montague?

Union City Holding Company.

Clifford, you need to tell me
everything you know.

Well, these plans
for a new bandstand

have been gathering dust in
the old mayor’s office forever.

Now’s the perfect time
to use them.

Yeah.

And... and you think
we can do it?

It shouldn’t be a problem.

Good. That’s really good.

Look, I know that the Governor’s
only gonna be here

for a day or two but we are
gonna build this thing to last.

Mmmhmm.
Roll up our sleeves.

Put a little elbow grease
into it.

I think we can pull it off.

Give us uh...
a week or two?

Oh, maybe less.

Yeah, yeah, less.

Lee...

Oh no. Rosie?
What did you do?

No. No, no.
It isn’t Rosemary’s fault.

Oh, Elizabeth.
It is my fault.

I’m the one who wrote
the letter.

I don’t know what
I was thinking,

promising things I could
never deliver,

and certainly not by tomorrow.

Tomorrow?!

Oh...

We just got the telegram.
They changed their plans.

The Governor arrives tomorrow.

Oh, Lee, I just...
I feel like-

-Like...
-Like a...

Like what? Hmm?
A dreamer?

A believer.

A doer.

Come on, sweetheart.

You’re just being my Rosie,
that’s all.

And there is nothing you cannot
do when you put your mind to it.

Isn’t that right, Goldie?
Hmm?

See? Your daughter believes
in you, and so do we.

Thank you.

Are they inside?

Who are you?

I’m Avery!

Where’s the boss?

He’s on the other side.
He said shoot for the heart.

Did he?

Pinkertons!

Don’t shoot!
It’s Bill!

There’s Pinkertons everywhere
and I don’t trust them.

Let’s get out of here.

Come on, Clifford,
let’s go.

* Be my little
baby bumble bee. *

* Now it’s you.
Now it’s you. *

* Now it’s you. *

* Be my little baby
bumble bee. *

* Buzz around,
buzz around, *

* keep a buzzin’ ‘round. *

* Bring home all that
honey love to me. *

* Little bee, little bee,
little bee. *

What?

Isn’t it supposed
to be funny?

No.

Well, it is.

Well, it’s not supposed
to be.

I kinda like it.

Mike, we can’t sing this song
for the Governor.

It’s too silly.

We’re out of time and we don’t
have anything else.

Well, what about my suggestion?
The Water’s Wide?

It’s about a funeral.

We should sing about something
happy, like bumble bees.

It’s not happy if you’re
allergic to bees.

Everyone’s counting on us.

Hey, I think we could
figure this out.

Unless someone knows a song

that we could learn
in an afternoon

that sells just how perfect
Hope Valley is...

Angela and Allie
wrote a song.

Yeah, and it’s really good.
And it’s about Hope Valley.

And how it’s the best
place ever.

Great!

And please let Gustave
know we absolutely must

include duck a l’orange
with the main course.

Maybe you should tell him,

because when I try he says
something in French,

and between you and me
it doesn’t sound very nice.

Oh, Gustave.

Mr. Mitchell.
Tell me, how are the springs?

Obviously you haven’t heard.
The water has disappeared.

It is gone. Fini.

There’s barely
a foot of water.

It’s more of a foot bath
than a spa.

You’ll wanna fix this, Bouchard.

Yes, of course, yes.

Would you check that out?

Before or after I finish
a welcome song

and tell Gustave about
our special menu?

Oh, is that for
the Governor?

How do you know
about the Governor?

I’m his advance man.
Didn’t they tell you?

His man on the ground?

In this case, Hope Valley
without Hope Springs,

which he was looking
forward to.

It’s how Mrs. Coulter
persuaded him,

along with the radio, the choir,
the bandstand and the ball.

By the way, I uh, mentioned
your name to him, Bouchard.

He’s asked for a meeting.

The Governor wants to have
a meeting with me?

You get the job done.

His honor likes the cut
of your jib,

your clout amongst
your brethren.

Well, I would be happy
to meet with him.

I’ll make arrangements,

uh, with his honor
upon his arrival tonight.

You mean tomorrow night.

Oh, no. Tonight.

I expect to see
his entourage

rolling down Main Street
in... three hours.

Sooner if we’re lucky.

Oh, Buxton was
an absolute disaster.

I mean, broken radio, false
promises of a live broadcast,

a screeching brass band.

Honestly, who do these people
think they’re dealing with?

Oh, and by the way,
his honor detests duck.

Of course.

Thank you.

Rosemary.

Buxby Balfour?

Bixby, Elizabeth. Bixby.

Florence, it’s Bixby.

Buxby?

Bixby!

Oh!

What’s that?

This is wrong.
Take it down, right now.

Yes, dear.

Oh, well, this is
looking optimistic.

How do you spell Bixby?

You can sort of
make out a shape.

If you squint.

This is a nightmare,
Elizabeth.

Not yet. There’s still
plenty of time.

Rosemary!

What is it?

He’s not coming?

Oh, he’s coming.

Tonight.

In three hours.

Three hours?

Three...

Why don’t we go for a walk?

Remember those
breathing exercises?

I know this is overwhelming.

Over-overwhelming!

Alright.

Then it’s time to get
underwhelmed!

Get on top of it, Coulter!

You’ve done a wonderful thing.

Alright, so it won’t be perfect

but that doesn’t mean
it won’t be good.

No, keep talking.
This is working.

Wait.

*

* Come back to Hope Valley,
our wonderful home, *

* where everyone’s welcome
and no one’s alone. *

Well, that was lovely.

We wrote it for Hope Valley.

But we changed
the lyrics for you.

* With our tireless leader
we’ll come out on top, *

* we know with Mrs. Rosemary
we’ll never be stopped. *

Everyone’s learning it.

We’re all rooting for you.

Then I won’t let you down.

The Governor is coming
in three hours

we will welcome him.

Three hours?

Much better.
And how’s the bunting, ladies?

Uh... on it!

We’ll be ready!

Alright, Lucas.

Yeah.

Be honest with me, how much
trouble are we in?

Two courses?

Two it is.

And what about
the black-tie gala?

Can I have 48 hours?

Alright.

Great.

He will just have
to extend his stay.

And if he can’t, so be it.

Rosemary.

I always say “don’t let perfect
be the enemy of good enough”.

Hmm.

Perhaps I should say it
more often.

Mmmhmm.

We could simplify.
We could take off the top.

Well, we’ve already got the wood
cut for the wedding pergola.

You can use that.
We’ll have time to redo it.

Absolutely not.

We have infringed on your
wedding planning enough.

Postponed your tasting,
stolen energy and focus.

No. No, no, no.

Who needs a bandstand?

The choir can perform right here
on the ground with the people.

That’s not necessary.
What’d you say, three hours?

Yes.

How about a little stage
just right over here?

I think that my crew and I
could handle that.

What do you say?

Yeah.

For sure.

Hope Valley will finally get
a stage.

That’s wonderful!

Alright.

Sounds like a good idea.

Let us know if you need
a hand.

We've got a few things.
We can march them over.

Thank you, Elizabeth.

Hmm?

For catching me
before I fell.

Always.

There’s a Mountie
outpost nearby.

Clifford, you can ride with me.

Did you see
where they went?!

No, boss.
He knocked me out.

Well, look!

What’s that?
Is that them?

Time to go!

Clifford!

Let him go.

Wasn’t he holding you hostage?

No. There’s more to this
whole water thing.

Clifford’s just a pawn.

He says it's tied to Montague.

Montague?

Hiyah!

Any news on the mail?

Robert says they’ve stopped

all deliveries to
and from Rock Creek.

It must be the stand-off.

Oh, and a constable has been
taken hostage.

And there have been reports
of shots fired.

How awful.

I wonder if Nathan’s
heard anything.

Oh, I haven’t seen him all day.
Have you seen him, Elizabeth?

I’ll see if I can find him.

I would love to know
if the confetti is coming

for the welcome parade.

Nathan?

Assistance needed
in Rock Creek.

Farmers' stand-off
has escalated.

Requesting RNWMP presence.

Elizabeth?

What is it?

There’s a stand-off in
Rock Creek with a farmer.

A constable was taken hostage.

Nathan got this telegram
this morning and went out there.

Henry, they say shots
were fired.

He’s cool-headed,
I’m sure he’ll be fine.

I can’t do this again.
Not- not again.

Nathan's back!
Nathan's back!

Excuse me.

We heard that
there was trouble!

Is everything alright?

Well, thanks to Nathan.

Switched places
with the hostage,

outsmarted some Pinkertons.

He saved my life.

After this man held
our constable hostage.

Alright, Bill.

Nobody wants to be bored
with your exaggerations.

-Welcome home!
-Hi.

Catch any bad guys?

Believe it or not,
they were fresh out.

I gotta feed Newton.
Why don’t you take Hero?

I’ll lock him up.

Sounds like
he was heroic.

He’s coming!
He’s coming!

Oh! He’s coming!
He’s coming!

Everyone, everyone,
get into your spots!

You look good.
You look good.

Hurry up, Ned.
Hurry up.

Alright.

Men over there.

Alright.

Okay, ladies,
stand up straight.

Eyes forward.

Oh, goodness, he’s here!

* Come back to Hope Valley,
our wonderful home, *

* where everyone’s welcome
and no one’s alone. *

* With our tireless leader
we’ll come out on top, *

* we know with Mrs. Rosemary
we’ll never be stopped. *

Hello, Hope Valley!

Welcome, Governor.

Thank you.

We’re thrilled to have you.
Absolutely thrilled.

And you must be
Mrs. Coulter.

I understand you’re responsible
for all of this?

Oh, it was very much
a group effort.

A labor of love to greet you.

Oh, well I am beyond grateful.

And we have a host of surprises
waiting for you.

First, I’d like to hear about
this darling little girl.

Oh, Goldie?

Well, she’s now sleeping
through-

-Governor?
-Oh.

Uh, there are some gentlemen
who’d like to speak with you.

You did it.

We did, didn’t we?

We need to talk.

In private.

Ok, uh... how about
my office?

Ten minutes?

Good.

The same company that turned
Eagle Creek into a desert

is now buying up water rights
in Rock Creek.

They’ve tricked the farmers

and now they’re starting
to fight back.

It’s called Union City Holdings.

Wait a second, UCH.
Union City Holdings.

Do you know it?

Yeah, I think I do.

Look...

The trestle bridge.

Yeah.
This is a delivery map.

I’ve been supplying lumber
to these points here.

I don’t think these
are trestle bridges.

I don’t think so, either.

Why are they here
and not here?

It’s because they’re
not bridges.

That’s what Rosemary said.

They’re aqueducts.

They’re stealing the water
from Eagle Creek and Rock Creek.

And sending it to Union City.

And Bernhardt Montague is
the head of Union City Holdings.

Madeline.

She was working for them.
That’s why she wanted my land.

For the water.

The trenches.

They’re gonna divert
the water from us, too.

And I sold them the lumber
to do it.

And I sold them the land.

This isn’t over yet.
They don’t know that we know.

We have an advantage.

But not a word of this
to anyone, for now.

Agreed.

Agreed.

Elizabeth?

Henry. Hi.

I wonder if I might have
a word with you.

Of course.
Are you alright?

Me, I’m fine.

Where to start here?

Uh... look, my old man
was not particularly suited

to parenting, but before
he walked out the door

he left me with one rule and
I have tried to operate by it.

Offer no unsolicited advice.

His exact words were more
in the neighborhood of

mind your own business,
but I got his meaning.

Only now I...

You’re gonna break that rule.

I’m thinking on it.

I hope you know
that I’m only doing it

because I admire
and respect you.

Of course.

Yesterday...

Yesterday?

I think that, well, perhaps
you should give some thought

to how you were
feeling yesterday.

I'm fine, Henry. I just...

I was worried about
a friend.

You’re certain?

I’m fine, Henry.

You're mistaken.

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