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When Calls the Heart.

Jack.

Welcome to our first
ever harvest festival.

I hear you
like baseball.

Look what Mountie
Nathan gave to me.

It's Little Jack!

He disappeared!

Jack!

It could be dehydration,

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

What else could it be?

Little Jack has diabetes.

But there's no cure
for diabetes.

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

Why?

Mei... it's late.

I have to find it.

Can I help?

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

It's about a treatment.

Oh!

I found it!

There's a program at
the University of Toronto.

Here.

It's a treatment,
new treatment for diabetes.

And they're calling
it revolutionary

using a hormone called...
insulin.

They're still in
the trial phase.

Which means that
they need patients.

They need... they need
volunteers.

They're not saying anything
about the risks.

They probably don't even know.

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

I don't know, Mei.

This might be hoping
for a miracle.

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

From the onset of symptoms,
in virtually every case

within a year or so...

Then let's hope for a miracle.

*

So it's a cure?

It's a treatment that
helps replace

what Jack's pancreas
can't produce.

So he can process glucose.

He'll still have diabetes,

but the hope is that the insulin

will help him live
a normal life.

Do you know anyone
who's tried it?

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

in the program this morning,

and the results are
almost miraculous.

They haven't started taking
young children yet,

but they are willing

to consider an exception
for Little Jack.

So we should go to Toronto.

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

But...

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

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

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

Mike and Mei already
have tickets to Toronto

on the overnight train.

But what about your trip
to Niagara Falls?

This is so much more important
than that.

You'll need to send a letter
giving your consent

for the treatment.

Then we'll deliver the letter
in person.

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

Okay, so...

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

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

Yes.

Sometimes scientists need
to separate their work

from the people
that they're helping.

But if you let them know
who Little Jack is

and that he's strong

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

I understand.

Is is there anything else
that we should know?

It's a new treatment.

It's been remarkably effective
in early trials,

but we still don't know
all the risks

or if Little Jack will
tolerate it.

But it's our only hope.

All right. I will pack two
sandwiches for Nathan.

Oh, and extra carrots
for Little Jack,

he loves carrots,
so that's good.

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

All right.
And some soup for Elizabeth.

She likes that.

Mrs. Yost sent this over.

Oh, wonderful. This is good.

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

I can tell Mr. Yost
to order more.

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

Mmhmm. Okay.

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

Oh. All right.

So this will fill out breakfast
for tomorrow,

and then I have you for lunch.

Of course, we can take
lunch all week.

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

And then I have Florence
on the weekend.

It's all right.

We can take care of
the arrangements.

Please, don't I just...

I just need to keep busy.

It's important to let ourselves
feel, too.

I just try to imagine.

I know, but there's hope.

We have to hold on to that.

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

Oh.

I brought you lunch.

Thank you.

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

No.

What is it?

I have an hour to write
a letter to some doctors

explaining why my son
deserves to live.

Oh.

I've always been able
to write.

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

How do I find the words?

You can do it.

What if it's not
good enough?

You just need to tell
his story.

How it began,

how much he's already
been through.

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

It's called, "I remember."

I want you to tell me
ten things

that you remember about
Little Jack

from when he was just
a little baby.

Whatever comes to you.
No thinking.

All right, let's go.

I remember--

Yes.

I remember giving birth to him
in a snowstorm

in the middle of the woods.

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

he looked like
a little acorn.

I remember his weight
on my chest

when I'd sing him
to sleep.

I remember discovering
his alarming talent

for hide and seek.

Rosemary.

Oh.

Keep going.

I remember the first time
he smiled at me.

Mmhmm.

Yes, I will, superintendent.

Thank you.

What are you doing?

That was Hargraves.

You've been approved
for leave of absence.

I never asked for one.

For as long as you need.

I've been cleared to return
to active duty.

Thanks, Bill.

How's Elizabeth?

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

Elizabeth Thornton is as brave
as they come.

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

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

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

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

He couldn't have gotten too far.

Something for your journey.

Thank you, Minnie.

You didn't all have to come.

You're not in this alone.

Were you able to write
the letter?

Here it is.

I hope it's enough.

I'm sure it's perfect.

Thank you for your help.

Mmhmm.

We're all here for you.

Precious cargo.

Godspeed.

We'll call as soon as
we know anything.

Maybe you could say
a few words.

Of course.

Gather around.

Heavenly Father,

we ask that you that you help
guide Mike and Mei

on their travels tonight.

"When my
son was born,

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

"waiting until the spring
would warm him from below

"and send him shooting
toward the sky.

"When Little Jack
was nervous

"on his first day of school
this year,

"he shared his father's
medal of bravery

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

"Little Jack never
knew his father,

"but that day,

"finding his strength
by helping someone else,

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

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

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

"I know he'd also find
his strength

"from being part of your study

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

"Who can say how life pushes
up from darkness?

"What I know is that little
Jack's spirit

"is pushing me forward,

"and I hope that together,

"we can give him a chance
to find his strength

"and offer it up to the sky."

Any word?

On the medicine or the pony?

Both.

Both nothing.

Any word?

Nothing. You?

Nothing.

Any word?

No.

Nothing.

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

You still the Governor?

Oh right, that.

That?

What exactly is that?

You know, there was a recall
poll this morning.

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

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

Are you going to fight it?

What's the point?

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

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

I suppose.

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

Your grand vision.
Who could forget?

Healthcare, trains, education.

Well... noble goals.

They smacked right
into political reality.

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

about getting reelected again?

Nothing.

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

What do you say?

You got any more tricks
up your sleeve?

Well, there's a solution
to every problem.

Well, all right then.

I approve.

Here, here to that.

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

Which is?

Finding that pony.

And I could use all the help
I can get.

All right.

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

I bet you have a lot
of feelings.

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

Oh, sweetie,

that's not your fault.

The kids are making
get well cards.

Oh.

I'm sure this will
cheer him up.

I just wish I could do more.

Is there something you were
thinking about?

Little Jack loves baseball.

I was thinking maybe we can
invite him to play.

I think it might be hard
for him to play.

And truth be told,

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

Maybe he can listen.

You want me to make you
a cup of tea?

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

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

Well, what if it's not enough?

Could I be doing more?

You could watch me do
the dishes.

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

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

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

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

The kids made cards
for him.

Oh.

These are so sweet.

I can't wait to show him.

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

playing baseball with you two.

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

We thought we could put it
on the radio.

The kids could play a game,

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

Is that...

Do you think that might
make him feel better?

Boys...

that is a beautiful idea.

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

You just have to promise me
one thing.

Anything?

Sure.

Promise me you'll have fun.

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

while we wait for news.

We'll try.

Okay.

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

They're starting.

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

Oh, that's really neat.

Oliver's all set.

Can he see the whole field?

He's on the balcony
with his binoculars.

Well, I hate to break it
to you kids,

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

They don't have to,
Mr. Yost.

Oliver will yell,
what's happening to me.

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

Those are called plays.

And this is called
play-by-play announcing.

I got the idea from Angela.

That's how I follow the game.

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

What do you think?

Terrific.

And there's our opening
fanfare everyone.

Stand by--

Okay.

--to play ball.

Ooh! Play ball!

Hey, look who's up
and about.

He didn't want to miss
the game.

That is not going to happen
on my watch.

Yay!

Welcome, ladies
and gentlemen,

to the Valley Voice
Sports Hour

with Toby and Cooper.

Who's ready for a ball game?

Me, I'm ready.

I'm ready too.

First up to bat.

Roberts up.

Robert.

Robert.

Let's go, Robert!

First pitch and... foul ball.

It's an out ball!

What's an out ball?

Foul ball!

A foul ball!

Foul ball!

Oh!

What do we do now?

Wait.

- Talk!
- About what?

Baseball.

So, the Hope Valley Hope-sters

our local baseball team.

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

I don't know.

The Hope-sters have
quite a lineup.

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

Strike two!

Strike two.

Okay, Robert,
one last shot.

Wait.

He made it to first.

Ooh!

And we have a hit.

Yeah.

Robert Wolf is running
and running,

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

Yes!

Next up to bat...

Timmy!

Here we go, Timmy!
Come on!

Strike one!

Swing and a miss!

Strike one!

Oooh!

Strike two.

Woosh!

And that's strike two.

It's his last chance.

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

Aww.

What?

Timmy wants to dedicate
his home run

to our teammate,
Little Jack Thornton.

I know, that's what I said.

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

That's me.

That's me!

Yeah, that is you.

Wait.

Timmy hasn't made
a home run yet.

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

Come on, Timmy!

Come on, Timmy.
Come on, Timmy.

Come on, Timmy.

He swings and...

And...

It's a hit.

It's going long.

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

Oh.

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

And...

And...

And...

And...

It's a home run!

How about that?

How about that?

That was the best
baseball game ever.

It really sounded like
a lot of fun.

I especially enjoyed the music.

Thank you, Mrs. Thornton.

The whole thing was quite
an operation.

It will be even more fun
next time

when you're all better.

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

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

Really? Thank you.

Can I put this under my pillow
for nap time?

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

Little Jack can do anything
he puts his mind to.

Thank you all so much.

You really made today feel
very special.

What a kid, huh?

Even with everything
he's going through,

a little thing can make him
so happy.

Yeah.

Maybe...

Maybe what?

Maybe that's how I missed it.

He's such a happy kid.

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

Nobody noticed.
He seemed fine.

Maybe if I'd been paying
more attention.

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

Of course she was.

But...

What if we all did
everything right

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

Then that stinks.

It does.

But...

take this from an expert
in blaming myself,

it won't help.

I'm glad you're here.

I wish we had better news.

Tell me the worst.

They won't let him in.

They misunderstood and thought
Little Jack lived in Toronto.

Why would that make
a difference?

Well, that's what I said.

The insulin has to be used

within a few days
of being produced,

and it has to be kept cold
the entire time.

And they said that
they won't transport it

for just one patient.

That's it?
That's their answer?

They said that they're trying
to get clinics built

in remote areas where
they can transport the drug.

But they don't know
when that will be.

There has to be another way.

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

if you have any ideas.

I'll think.

Hi.

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

-Shh.
-I'm sorry.

He's sleeping.

I'm sorry.

It's just about
to take him upstairs.

Oh.

Thank you.

Okay.

Got him.

How are things?

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

Oliver is reorganizing
everything... again.

Did you find Pal yet?

No. Not yet.
We'll keep looking.

Does he know?

No. No, we haven't told him.

We hope we don't have to.

Yeah.

How are you?

I'm fine.

Nathan...

I'm a Mountie.

My job is to keep people safe.

To protect them.

I stop the bad guy.

I came to Hope Valley
to protect Elizabeth

and to protect Little Jack.

But this...

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

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

I can't do my job.

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

I just feel...

powerless.

Your job is to be there
when it counts.

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

Oh, Rosemary.

I was just delivering breakfast.

You're delivering good news,
I hope.

The lab turned us down.

They said Hope Valley
is too remote.

Too remote?

Half the territory is remote.

They said they planned
to open territorial clinics

as soon as they can.

That's not good enough.

Well, could we be a territorial
clinic?

It's not something
you can do overnight.

All right, what's required?

In this case they're saying

we need a minimum
of 10 patients,

a facility, medical personnel

who have been trained
to administer insulin.

Mei is medical personnel
and she's in Toronto.

Couldn't she be trained
by the lab?

And then train you?

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

and obviously we can't
manufacture insulin here,

but we do know the techniques.

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

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

We'll find them.

Exactly.

A clinic?

Faith would run it
out of the infirmary

and monitor the patients
for the university.

So we need to find
nine people with diabetes.

Who are willing to try
a brand new treatment?

It is already being
called a miracle.

People would be lucky
to have access to it.

I've compiled a list

of patients in the surrounding
valleys

who've been diagnosed.

The challenge will be
finding people

who are willing to travel here
every day.

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

That's what I was hoping
you would say.

We need to get these fliers
about the symptoms

into every home
in the valley.

Oh, we can also go to hotels

and all of the watering
holes halls.

And churches.
They might help us reach folks.

Oh, yes.
I'll talk to Joseph.

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

Good.

Good morning from Hope Valley.

Today, I would like to talk
to our listeners

about something very important.
It's called diabetes.

It's a very serious
medical condition

with symptoms such as fatigue,
feeling thirsty or hungry,

sudden weight loss.

But there is hope.

Doctors have discovered

what is quite possibly
a miracle treatment.

But we need volunteers.

So if you or someone you know

has been diagnosed
with diabetes,

please contact us

at the Queen of Hearts Saloon
here in Hope Valley

or go and visit
Dr. Faith Carter.

Thank you.

Queen of Hearts Saloon.

Yes, it is.

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

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

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

Okay.

Absolutely. Okay.
Thank you so much.

Reginald P. Walker.

Yep. Our first one.

Are you ready for your checkup?

Do we have to walk?

Well, what if instead
I gave you a ride?

Okay.

Yeah.

Oh, okay.

Oh.

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

Are you ready?

He's so tired.

Yes.

Some good news.

We're getting a steady stream
of patients.

Good.

But...

I think it's best if Little Jack
stays here

so I can keep an eye on him.

For how long?

For now.

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

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

Would you please let him know

I'll be right back
if he wakes up.

Of course.

All right. Thank you.

So we have a young girl

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

Minnie anything?

People are either nervous
about the treatment

or they can't make the trip
every day.

But we'll keep trying.

How'd it go?

Joseph Canfield is
a miracle worker.

We were only partially
successful.

Two sisters diagnosed
just this year.

I told them the insulin
was a gift.

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

But what about the other one?

She's not as sick,

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

I think she might
just be afraid.

Okay, so that makes
eight plus Little Jack.

We're so close.

Close isn't enough.

That has to be enough.

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

Florence, patch me through
to the clinic in Toronto.

Good morning.

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

Yes. Hi.

We have a confirmed list
of nine patients.

I know.

Please hold on a moment.

Hello.

This is Elizabeth Thornton.

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

You said that we needed 10
patients before you would issue

the insulin that could save
his life.

Well, we have nine lives
that could be saved.

One of whom has a sister
who has also been diagnosed

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

you may very well have
your 10th patient.

Thank you.

Thank you.

They said yes.

The train is over an hour late.

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

Do you think they got
held up by the weather?

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

Oh.

It's bad.
It's really bad.

What's wrong?

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

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

so they've shut down the line.

But Mike and Mei.

They're gonna be delayed
up to 24 hours.

Along with the medicine.

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

Okay, I'm going with you,

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

I'll be right back.

I need to be with Elizabeth.
We should go.

I'll wait by the phone.

All right.

I have a blanket if you're cold.

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

- Any...
- No change.

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

I need to be awake
when they come.

You will be.

No one's sleeping tonight.

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

I don't know
how she does it.

She's so strong.

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

Like what you went through.

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

But still...

you do.

When Angela got sick,

there was no knowing
what would happen.

I felt so lost.

Lost in so much doubt.

But that's where you find faith.

When it's all you've got.

What do you do?

You look at the ground
under your feet.

Not to the top
of the mountain.

You only think about what
you know in that moment.

That they are alive.

That they're strong
and that there is hope.

You had quite the trip?

I've never been happier

than when I saw Bill and Lee
board that train.

Thank you, Mei.

Of course.

How long until we know?

Oh, it shouldn't take long.

All right, my sweet boy.

I pray this makes you better.

Be strong for mommy.

Please come back to me.

All right.

They gave him the first dose.

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

It's good news.

What a blessing.

Amen.

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

We'll know by morning.

All right.

So we wait.

-So we wait.
-Mmhmm.

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

I'll make some grilled cheeses.
Anyone?

Good idea, Hickam

Mike...

Thank you.

His vitals are stable.
No sign of rejection.

Mmm...

Honey bear.

Mommy.

Oh, my baby!

Why are you so sad, Mama?

I am the happiest
I've ever been.

* All creatures of
our God and King. *

* Lift up your voices
let us sing. *

* Hallelujah, Hallelujah,
Hallelujah. *

We called and our prayers
were answered.

We believed and were rewarded.

God provided medicine
for Little Jack

and he brought Pal home.

As we gather here today
in honor of Saint Francis,

who so loved all of God's
creatures,

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

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

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

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

Now let's bless the animals.

Yeah. Good boy.

We should get a dog.

What?

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

Oh, just imagine walking
on her namesake trail

with a little dog.

Wouldn't that be fun, honey?

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

Maybe.
We'll think about it.

We're getting a dog!

No, that's not what I said.

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

I said, well, think about it.

He's finally asleep.

Apparently the bed in the
infirmary is more comfortable.

Well, I could go look
for some new mattresses.

No.

You have more important
things to do

like getting back to work.

Nothing is more important
than this.

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

What I would do.

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

There's nowhere that
I would rather be.

You okay?

I don't know.

I am so confused
about so many things.

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

Well...

we have a whole lifetime
to figure it out.

So does he.

*

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