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Previously on When Calls
the Heart...

So you’re saying Pike
was framed,

or took the fall for Montague.

Get on board, Mr. Doyle,

this resort is a wonderful
opportunity.

Word around town is that
you can’t be trusted

not to just turn around
and take all the profits.

You and Jacob used to be close.

And then he decided
that somehow I’d crossed him

and he won’t speak
to me anymore.

Congratulations, Lee.

Yeah, thank you.

Lucas just made me Mayor!

What?!

I’d rather have her as a friend

than not have her
in my life at all.

Mei, I want to be a part
of your life.

Your whole life.

I want that too, Mike.

Thank you for being here.

There’s nowhere else
I’d rather be.

At what point did I stop
feeling only grief

when I thought about you,

and begin feeling
gratitude instead?

Gratitude for the time
we had together,

for our wonderful son,

and for the sense that
you are always with me.

I’m ready, mom.

Look at you, you look
so handsome.

Here, let me help you.

Should we bring balloons?

Balloons?

For Daddy’s birthday.

Oh, I think that’s a great idea.

I was thinking we could bring
some flowers, too.

Let’s go.

Today of all days
I feel you near.

I know Jack Junior does, too,

and I hope you know
you’ll always have

a special place in my heart.

No matter what
the future brings.

Hmm.

Hmm?

It’s more than just “hmm”.
That’s a solid lead.

Clayton Pike worked
for Union City Holdings,

which happens to be owned
by Bernhardt Montague.

Our lead suspect.

We may think
that he’s a suspect,

but as far as the rest of
the world is concerned,

Montague has been cleared,
and Pike acted alone.

But it’s a connection
between the two,

and we both know a connection
like that deserves a follow-up.

But where’s the proof?

And honestly,
right now headquarters

has got bigger fish to fry.

Who’s Casimir Shaw?

Chicago papers are full of him.
A big time rum runner.

This is a transcript
of an interview done

with Clayton Pike’s mother.

Buried in there is an alibi
for him.

Now, why hasn’t that seen
the light of day?

The investigators considered
this, but then Pike confessed.

And besides, it's from
his mother.

And they were worried
that she--

didn't have all her faculties.

Still, it may be worth
looking into.

Well, if someone
were interested,

she lives in Union City.

Where are all the bids
for the resort?

It doesn’t help that someone’s
spreading slander about it.

We have to put a stop
to these rumors.

Rumors are like mushrooms.

You think you got ‘em
all ferreted out

and then they just pop up
somewhere else.

Montague might still
be interested.

And there is the bid from
Miss Aucoin and her associates.

It is quite substantial.

Edwin, as I have already stated,

those two bids
are off the table.

Might I remind you that
this resort is the centerpiece

of your grand vision.

You’ve promised prosperity
and jobs.

And I am committed to fulfilling
that promise.

Just not with either of them.

I understand your aversion
to Montague, I share it,

but why is it you are so against
Jeanette Aucoin?

I mean, other than
your personal relationship.

You’re just gonna have
to trust me when I say

we do not want to get
into business with her.

Even if it means the resort
doesn’t happen?

That’s not an option, either.

Do you think daddy can
see us, Mama?

I like to think he’s always
watching over us, Jack.

Me too.

How do we make it so the
balloons don’t float away?

That’s a very good question.

Maybe you could find a rock
somewhere to tie them to.

Ok.

Ok.

He’s really been looking
forward to your birthday.

It’s all he’s talked about
for days.

You’d be so proud of him.
Our boy’s growing up.

Who are you?

Tom!

Hello, Elizabeth.

*

*

Oh, here, let me take these.

It’s so good to see you.

You too.

Oh, here, Jack?
Come meet your uncle.

It’s nice to finally meet you,
Jack.

Jack, this is your uncle Tommy.
Your daddy’s brother.

Nice to meet you.

You too.

You look so much like your dad
when he was your age.

How do you know?

Because we grew up together.

This is it?

I’m so glad you were finally
able to visit.

It’s Daddy’s birthday.

I know.

Jack, why don’t we give
your uncle Tommy a moment.

You and I can tie these balloons
to your rock, ok?

Hey, baby.

Jacob hasn’t responded
to your letter?

No, he has not.

You did the right thing.

It would be wonderful if you two
started speaking again

after all these years.

It would be, if he bothered
to write back.

In this letter,
did you apologize?

No.

But I left the door open.
No reply.

Give it time.
He may surprise you.

I’m not gonna hold my breath.

That’s for you.

-Thank you.
-Mmhmm.

Sorry I didn’t call first.

Oh, that’s alright.

School’s out and I got plenty
of time.

I just wished we could have
convinced you to stay with us.

Thanks, Elizabeth.

I’ve already checked into
the hotel with all my wares.

Got myself a real job.

I’m kind of a salesman
these days.

What do you sell?

Happiness.

Oh my.

That’s what they tell us to say.
It’s actually sheet music.

I play songs for people
and if they like it

I sell them the music.

-Huh?

I’m actually pretty good
at it.

Jack always said you had
a lovely voice.

When I wasn’t wasting it
singing in bar rooms.

Or in the bathtub.

It all sounds very exciting.

J.B. Sweeney Publishing
and Musical Promotions

is quite the place to be.

New York, San Francisco,
Hamilton, very impressive.

Yeah, Mr. Sweeney is the best.

I actually help him scout
new acts.

I’ve been signing up some
local choirs for the festival

in Salt Lake City.

Oh, is that right?

I can go in myself, mommy.

I know that you can.

Go on in, have fun
with your friends.

I’ll see you at lunch.

Bye.

So, I read about the Governor
and you breaking up.

-Yes, big news.
-Hmm.

We’re friends.

I’m really happy
with how my life is now.

-I’m glad.
-Mmhmm.

Is that Nurse Carter?
She’s still here?

Well, she’s a doctor now.

I guess I shouldn't be
too surprised.

She took good care
of me after...

After you took my father’s car
on a joy ride with my sister?

Yeah. I was kinda hoping
you forgot about that.

You know, Jack may never have
told you this

but he always knew
you’d find your way.

And when you did the sky
would be the limit.

He believed in you.
I believe in you.

And I’m really glad
you’re here.

When did this happen?

It’s been in the works
for a while.

They say you can’t
stop progress.

I like it.
It rolls off the tongue.

They’re not changing
the uniforms, are they?

Over my dead body.

*

* ...appears is in the blue, *

* remember somewhere
the sun is shining, *

* and so the right
thing to do is--*

Oh! Tom Thornton!

Rosemary. Hi.

Oh!

Hey, young man!
When did you roll into town?

I just got here.

He was in the area.
Today’s Jack’s birthday.

Of course it is.

And I had no idea you were
such a good singer.

Oh, he is.

Of course, I was always
more of a soloist,

but growing up
Tom preferred duets,

particularly with a Mary
Winfield as I recall?

Amongst others.

Lucas, come say hi to Tom.

This is Jack Thornton’s
little brother.

Tom, this is Governor
Lucas Bouchard.

Governor, a pleasure.

The pleasure’s all mine.

Your brother’s quite the legend
around here.

Yeah, I’d imagine.

So, what brings you to town?

Well, Tom is working for a big
fancy music publisher

selling sheet music.

Oh, you don’t say?

Hey, you wouldn’t happen
to have a copy of

"When Irish Eyes are Smiling",
would you?

Oh, that’s one of
Lee’s favorites.

Yes, it is.

Putty in your hands every time
you sing it to me.

Well, then by all means,
we should get a copy.

I think I might have one.

Excellent.

You weren’t kidding when
you said you sold happiness.

There you go.
You’re in luck.

Thank you.

* By the sea, *

* By the sea, *

* By the beautiful sea, *

* You and I, *

* You and I, *

] * Oh, how happy
we’ll be-- *

I thought I heard music.

I didn’t know Hope Valley
was such a hot bed of talent.

Aren’t they great?

Girls, this is Mr. Thornton.
This is little Jack’s uncle.

And he also works
in the music business.

As a matter of fact,

I’m scouting choirs for a
festival in Salt Lake City.

We have a choir.
My mother’s the director.

Is that right?

You didn’t mention this.

You should scout us.

Oh, Scout must have thought
you were calling him.

Oh, Dad! Guess what?

Mr. Thornton is a musical
talent scout.

Thornton?

Tom is Jack’s brother.

Tom, this is Nathan Grant.

Pleased to meet you, Constable.

Same.

He’s going to scout the choir.

Oh, girls, Mr. Thornton
did not say that.

Angela, let’s go tell your mom.

Did you know Jack well?

Uh, no, I... I never met him.

I was assigned here after...
after he passed.

And Hope Valley has been lucky
to have you here.

Uncle Tom, race you!

Ready, set...

Oh!

Hey, no fair!

Go get him!

Come on, Jack!
I'm going to beat you.

I heard you were fast.

He seems like a nice guy.

He is.

He’s here because today
is Jack’s birthday.

Oh.

Elizabeth, I’m sorry, I...

It’s alright.

Tom surprised us.

This is the first time
he’s visited Jack’s grave.

Really?

I think it’s complicated
for him.

He and Jack didn’t always
see eye to eye.

Tom had some run-ins with
the law when he was younger

so I think maybe he feels like
he’s still in Jack’s shadow.

I can sympathize with that.

I don’t think of you as being
in anyone’s shadow.

Really?

I should um...

I should go catch up
with Tom and little Jack.

Yeah, uh...

I'll see you later, then.

I hope so.

Ok.

That stings.

Oh, I know, sweet pea.

There we are.

Grandma always kisses
owies better.

There you go.

While you’re here,

why don’t we check to make sure
everything else is ok?

Turn your head to the side.

Everything looks pretty good
in there.

Except...

Wait.

Lily? Your brain,
it's huge!

I don’t believe you.

I am not kidding.

I have no idea how you
fit it all in there.

Ok, now listen to my heart.

Wait a minute,
where is my...

You! You stole
my stethoscope.

Do you know what the penalty
is for crime in Hope Valley?

Twenty tickles!

Tom?

I wasn’t sure you’d remember me,
Faith.

Of course I do.
It is so good to see you.

You too.

And who’s this?

I’m Lily.

Nice to meet you, Lily.

It figures you’d make
a great mom.

Oh, no. I...
Lily is not my...

She's staying with me
for the time being.

How long are you in town?

Only a few days.

Maybe we can catch up
before I leave?

How about lunch?

Lunch it is.

Maybe you could come,
too, Lily?

Sure!

Great.

The café, 1:00?

See you there.

Bye.

Hey. You wanted to see me?

Yes, I um... I might need
your help.

Sure, anything.
You know that.

Well, we need more bidders
for the resort.

Ok, um... so how many
you got?

Yikes.

Ok, um... well, what about
the big developers?

I mean, with the water project

I must have had a half a dozen
contact me for a lumber bid.

Did you try them?

We have, and they all declined.

Declined? Really?

We need someone, anyone,
to build,

and you know the business.

I was hoping you might help me
scare up some bidders.

I can certainly try.

Sure, yeah.

I’ll uh, I’ll start asking
around today.

Thank you, Lee.

Of course, yeah.

Oh, and one more thing--

Stop.

I don’t tell Rosemary
everything.

Thank you.

Uh-huh.

A quick lunch and then right
back to daycare, alright?

I love it when we have
lunch together.

Well, you can thank
Mr. Thornton.

Thank you, Mr. Thornton.

Hello, Faith. Lily.

Glad you could both make it.
Please.

Ah, right over here.

There you go.

And I hear the special today
is hot turkey sandwiches.

Yummy.

Mmm.

Coffee, Faith?

Please.

Minnie, what’s going on?

Hmm?

Nothing. More coffee?

I’m fine, thanks.

Is something...

Oh, I’m Minnie Canfield,

the director of the Hope
Valley Choir.

I met your lovely
daughter today.

Yes, I heard.

Angela mentioned something
about a choir festival

in Salt Lake City and some
choir members and I

were wondering if you’d let us
audition for you.

Yes! We should, absolutely.

Mrs. Canfield--

Oh, Minnie, please.

Minnie, I’m so sorry,

but the festival is only
a couple weeks away.

Oh, but you haven’t
heard us.

We’re really
very accomplished.

Everyone says so.

bThanks to our
wonderful director.

It’s all of us together.
Everyone’s worked so hard.

It does sound awfully exciting.

Look, there is one spot left,

and I do have a call
with my boss tonight.

If you really are that good--

Oh, we are.

Truly.

We’d be so grateful
for a chance to try out.

Maybe you could audition
for him over the telephone?

Oh!

But please, don’t get
your hopes up.

Mr. Sweeney has
very high standards.

Of course.

As do we.

Indeed.

Mmhmm.

Oh, come on, Morris.
This is a good deal.

The government donates the land,
you put up the resort

and you sit back and you reap
the profits.

Well, I’m sorry to hear that.

Is there anybody else
that you could recommend?

No. No, no, no.
We already tried them.

Yeah, I know,
I know. I appreciate that.

Um, ok, well thanks
for taking my call.

Yeah, bye.

Who’s ever heard of an emergency
choir meeting?

Minnie said something
about a festival

in Salt Lake City
of all places.

Oh, Tom.

Tom is involved?

Let’s hope he knows
what he’s doing.

Given his history...

We’ll give him the benefit
of the doubt.

Maybe he’ll surprise us.

Wait- we can’t be ready
to audition by tonight!

Or maybe ever.

I need something to wear.

It’s over the telephone.

There’s- there’s no time
to rehearse,

and we’re short a tenor.

Well, we’ll perform one of
our favorite stand-bys.

And the tenors will just have
to sing louder.

Yeah.

Yes. Rosemary, Elizabeth, what
do you think of auditioning?

I take it you’ve spoken
with Tom?

Oh, of course, we’ll be singing
for his boss

over the telephone tonight.

Tonight?!

Imagine taking the stage
in Salt Lake City.

Uh, why rehearse twice a week

if we’re not willing
to shine our light?

Mmhmm.

But we all have to agree.

Can I see a show of hands?

Well? Elizabeth,
Rosemary?

Salt Lake City,
here we come!

Wonderful.

* This little light of mine, *

* I’m gonna let it shine, *

* this little light of mine, *

* I’m gonna let it shine, *

* this little light of mine, *

* I’m gonna let it shine, *

* let it shine, let it shine,
let it shine! *

Mr. Sweeney?
What did you think?

That’s what I think, too.
They’re something special.

Yes, sir.
I’ll get right on it.

So long.

You’re in.

Oh my goodness!

I can’t believe it.

I’m so proud of you, baby.

I’m proud of all of us.

So what happens next?

First, I take down your names

and then I collet the entry fee.
$65.

$5 each.

Oh.

Do we have to pay for the train
on top of that?

Look, I know this is
a lot of money.

There’s no pressure to sign up
at all.

But J.B. Sweeney wants us!

We may never get another chance
like this again.

Still, it’s $5.

There are prizes.
$300 if you win.

When you put it
that way...

Tomorrow is
the deadline though,

so if you wanna do this
you’ll have to act fast.

I’ll have to borrow some
from my brother.

Uh, Florence and I can lend
money to anyone who’s short.

Oh, that’s so kind.

Looks like we’re going
to Salt Lake City!

Great.

Just right here.

Well, what do you think?

He does have business cards.

Elizabeth.

I don’t know,
you’re the performer.

Maybe you’re right.

Maybe the Tom we once knew
is the Tom of old.

Time to take a leap
of faith.

All the way
to Salt Lake City.

Exciting, isn’t it?

Well, it certainly is.

It’s one of the biggest
festivals in the country!

And Mr. Thornton’s boss thinks
we’re good enough to compete!

Wow, that’s very exciting.
Salt Lake City.

Um, tell me more about
this Mr. Sweeney.

Also, I need $5.

How much?

The entry fee for the festival?
Everyone is pitching in.

Allie, hold on.

Dad, this can’t wait!

$5 is a lot of money.

Mr. Thornton, Tom,

he needs to get the money
to Mr. Sweeney by tomorrow.

Who is this Mr. Sweeney?

He's this big music promoter.

I told you, we had to audition
for him

and he said
really good, and...

and if you don't believe me,
ask the choir.

They're meeting tomorrow.

Mayor Coulter.

Hey.

Ok, what’ve you got for me?
Any bids?

Well, I don’t know what
to tell you, Lucas.

Um, I just talked to three
different guys

who would normally jump at
this kind of an opportunity

and, sadly, no takers.

I see.

Did they give any particular
reason?

No.

No, in fact they were
all very vague.

Hmm.

You know, I’ve been thinking,
what about a local bid?

Huh, local.

Well, the only people
with the resources to make

a local bid would be you.

Mmhmm.

Me, or Henry.

And unfortunately, we all have
conflict of interest issues.

I’m the Mayor,
you’re the Governor,

and Henry works for you.

Well, I’ll just have to think
of something.

I’m sure you will.

And that is all but one of us
paid up.

We are just waiting on--
Oh! Here’s Nathan now.

Uh, so Allie says that this
choir festival costs money.

Yes, it’s $5 each.

Why- why the rush?

Well, there’s only one slot left
and Tom needs the money today.

There'll be travel expenses
on top of this, though.

Train fare, accommodations...

Well, we can ask
the other talents

how they’re raising funds,
maybe a bake sale?

Or a church yard fair.
Or something at the school.

Mmm.

Elizabeth?

I- I have to say I agree
with Nathan’s concern

about how quickly
we’re being asked to decide.

Well, Tom says things move fast
in his business.

And we have to wire
the money by 4:00.

Mmhmm.

Ok. Well, here you go.

Thank you.

I still have some questions.

Then let’s go find Tom.

Yeah.

You said Tom had history.

Yeah, but that was
a long time ago.

Well, maybe I’m overthinking
things.

But it is my job
to overthink things.

He would never do
something underhanded.

Though he did get in over
his head sometimes.

Well, maybe we can just
go ask for some assurances.

Ok, but...

can you just try not to be such
a Mountie?

Just this once?

There you are, thank you
so much. Enjoy.

-Hi.
-Hi.

-Everything ok?
-Mmhmm.

We just have some questions
about the festival.

Oh.

I thought I’d explained
everything already.

Allie keeps talking about
a Mr. Sweeney.

Who is that?

Oh, he’s a big impresario.

Everybody wants to work
with him.

How long have you worked
for him?

A few months.

What’re you really asking?

Tom...

Once a screw up,
always a screw up, right?

No.

I wasn’t assuming--

Your choir approached me.

They wanted me to sign them up.

That’s true.
You’re absolutely right.

I swear everything’s
on the level.

Elizabeth, you gotta know
I would never do anything

to put you at risk.

I know.

I’ll take your word for it.

Ned should have the money
all together for you.

Ok.

Well, I’ll let Mr. Sweeney know
it’s on its way.

Well, I hope the trip
to Union City is worth it.

Do you really think that
you’re gonna get anything

out of Pike’s mother that
isn’t already in that report?

I won’t know
unless I ask her.

Now, Lee, don’t be late
picking up Goldie from daycare.

Rosie, Goldie’s gonna be
just fine.

It’s just it’s the first time

I’ve ever not been in
the same town as her.

Wasn’t it you who,
about an hour ago,

was trying to convince me
that this was nothing?

True.

Mmhmm.

I suppose I should take
my own advice.

If there’s one thing I’ve
learned in my eight years

of marriage to you, it’s that
it’s usually spot on.

Usually?

Yeah, usually.
And you’re lucky to get that.

-Well, here it is.
-Yeah.

Be sure to give Goldie an extra
hug and a kiss from me, please.

You’ll be back in no time and
you can hug her yourself, ok?

Hold on there.

Bill, what’re you doing?

What does it look like?

I’m going with you
to meet Mrs. Pike.

But I’m right here.

Hazel Pike?

That’s me.

What’re you doing here?

A lady reporter invited me.

She’s gonna prove that
my son Clayton is innocent.

Huh. Well, uh, Mrs. Pike--

Mmhmm.

Meet lady reporter.

Take this.

Rosemary Coulter
at your service.

Oh.

Mrs. Pike, I’m sorry if there
was any confusion.

Here, have a seat.

But when we spoke
on the telephone

I did say that I was coming
to visit you.

Oh dear.

I knew I should have
written it down.

My memory is not like
it used to be.

Not that it was ever
very good.

Well, you’re here now,
that’s all that matters.

When someone says they're
ready to listen to me,

someone from the press
no less.

Are you from the press, too?

No.

No, um... I am just
an interested party.

Oh.

Good for you, dear.

It’s rare to see a woman
in charge.

Now, in your statement
you gave the police

you said you can prove Mr. Pike
didn’t shoot the Governor.

Clayton.

Why won’t anyone call him
by his name?

Of course, I’m sorry.
Clayton.

He was my miracle baby,
you know.

They told me I would never
be able to have children.

But then along came
my Clayton.

My husband and I just had
a miracle baby of our own.

Oh, congratulations.

Then you can understand
how precious he is to me.

I can.

So... you believe he couldn’t
do it, or you know?

It couldn’t have been him.

He was with me the night
of the election.

I’d had a bad fall.
It was my hip.

He was by my side every day.

Then why would he confess?

The Mounties must have
forced him to.

They needed somebody
to blame.

Clayton is a gentle soul.
He writes poetry.

No, it’s not common,
but there’s precedence.

The grain shortage of ’05,

the rebuilding of Central
Station in Union City.

Henry, listen to this.

The Governor’s office has
access to an emergency fund,

a large sum of money,

if we’re unable to secure
a viable bid for the resort--

You’re suggesting that Lucas
use public funds?

Let the government build it?

That’s right--

It would be a temporary loan.

Since when did your
administration decide

it was gonna get into
the hotel business?

I mean, this thing could easily
turn into a white elephant

and then the taxpayers
are gonna be on the hook.

Edwin, would you give us
a minute, please?

Edwin?

Thank you.

Right.

Look, Lucas, I know
that you’re a gambler

but... is this a bet you
wanna make?

It would only be temporary,

and just enough to get
the ball rolling.

What if you never find anybody
to take it over?

Who’s gonna pay for it?

Henry, you and I both know
that times are changing.

I just want to provide a secure
future for Hope Valley.

I don’t wanna see it
being left behind.

If you can think of a better way
to do that

I’m all ears.

Well, perhaps the move here
is to walk away.

How does your son feel
about the Governor?

As far as I know,
he voted for him.

Well, that’s interesting.

Mmhmm.

Mrs. Pike, I hope you
don’t mind me asking,

but your hip seems all better?

A generous friend of Clayton’s
paid for the surgery.

We could have never
afforded it otherwise.

That’s quite the friend.

Clayton met him at mass,
praying for a cure for me.

It’s a god-given miracle.

And when did this "friend"
donate the money?

It was a week before
Clayton was arrested.

We barely got to celebrate.

Mrs. Pike, Hazel...

Oh.

Has your son ever done
any after hours work

for his employer,
Bernhardt Montague?

Oh, no.

No, Clayton’s just
a shift worker.

He’s never worked
with him directly.

Although, it was
the nicest thing,

when I was in the hospital
Mr. Montague sent flowers.

-You don’t say?
-Mmhmm.

Hmm.

I put you through, Tom.

Thank you.

Hello, Mr. Sweeney, please.

Yes, I’ll hold.

Are you nervous?

About what?

Singing in Salt Lake City.

You were the one
who wanted to go.

I know, I know.

But now that it's
actually happening...

are we really ready to compete
in a big festival?

* Daisy, Daisy, give me
your answer, do, *

* I’m half crazy
all for the love of you, *

* it won’t be a stylish
marriage, *

* I can’t afford a carriage, *

* but you’ll be sweet
upon the seat *

* of a bicycle
built for two. *

Ready or not?

Here we come.

Here we come.

That... that can’t be right.
I just spoke with him yesterday.

No, please, um... this must be
some misunderstanding.

No. Don’t hang up.

Everything alright?

Yeah, fine.

Did you um, happen to wire
that money to Mr. Sweeney?

Uh, $65 just like
you told me.

Did uh, did he not get it?

No, he just wasn’t in his office
so I just wanted to make sure.

Thank you, goodnight.

Goodnight.

Such a nice, young man.

Mmm.

Mmm.

So then Mrs. Pike says--

Hazel.

Hazel. That she got this money
for her surgery

right before Pike confessed.

Clayton. But yes, exactly.

So you think Pike, Clayton,
was paid to take the fall?

And who do we know
with deep pockets

that has a grudge
against Lucas?

Not to mention the not
so insignificant detail

that Clayton was employed
by Montague.

It’s Montague.
It’s all right there.

He even sent flowers
to Clayton’s mother.

How did he know what hospital
she was at?

Unless he paid for the surgery.

What do you make of her?

She's... quirky.

But honest.
I believe her.

Is she still here?

No, she had to go home...
to feed the cats.

We gotta talk to Pike.

But he won’t talk to us.

He’s being transferred
to Granville this week.

Maybe I can call in a favor,

get him rerouted here
for the night.

* Daisy, Daisy, give me
your answer, do, *

* I’m half crazy all
for the love of you, *

* it won’t be a stylish
marriage, *

* I can’t afford a carriage, *

* but you’ll look sweet
upon the seat *

* of a bicycle built
for two. *

That’s lovely.

I wonder if there’s a duet
section to the festival.

Oh, you two have to enter.

Oh!

Well, we might just.

Thank you so much again
for advancing me the money.

Oh, what are friends for?

Tom seems to be running behind.

He did say to meet him here,
didn’t he?

Yeah, he said he’d bring

our itineraries and the program
for the festival.

Are you sure he didn't say
to meet him at the hotel?

You know what? I will go see
what’s keeping him.

I’m pretty sure
he said here.

Mike? Have you seen
Tom anywhere?

He checked out 30 minutes ago.

He did?

Some urgent business
in Union City.

He wanted to catch
the midday train.

Oh no!

Nathan!

What’s wrong?

It’s Tom, he’s gone.

We were supposed to meet
this morning about the festival

but Mike said he already left
for the train station.

Get on.

Hold on.

I just got word,

the Benson Hills Oil Company
plans to file for bankruptcy.

What?

That’s hundreds of jobs.

Which makes it all
the more imperative

that the resort gets built.

I mean, the unemployed
are not gonna vote for you.

Edwin, this is not about
getting people to vote for me,

this is about families
not being able to afford

to put food on the table.

We both agree that this resort
needs to happen.

Now, if you’re not willing
to consider the Aucoin bid

then there is only one other
person that you can reconsider.

No!

Lucas... you know he can
get the job done.

We're out of options.

I'm sorry.

Florence, I need to make a call
to Union City Holdings Company.

For a Bernhardt Montague.

There must be some kind
of explanation.

I can’t believe he would
do this.

That’s because he didn’t.

Tom.

I already bought my ticket.
I was all ready to board.

So what stopped you?

All I ever wanted was for Jack
to be proud of me.

Why don’t you tell us
what happened?

Sweeney took off with all
the money I've been sending him.

No forwarding address.

All that talk about me having
a bright future...

maybe he just recognized
the mark. I don't know.

He was a con man.

And he’s turned me
into one, too.

And the money
from the other towns?

All those choirs.

I don’t know how to tell them
it’s all gone.

You did the right thing
by not running away.

If Jack were here he’d tell me
what to do next.

Well, we’re here.

And we’re going to find
a way out of this.