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When Calls the Heart...

Mr. Gowan.

Toby and Cooper made a campfire
before the fire started.

It's probably what caused it.

I read about that.

Lee?

What you experienced
was an anxiety neurosis.

I was very focused on trying
to prove my worth to you.

It was foolish.

I regret my rash words.

Looks like some burnt cement.

The bigger question is,
what was it?

Oh.

Even after all these years,
I never tire of this view.

Eh. It's okay.

No, I'm happy to be here.

Despite the dreadful early hour.

I'm just trying to steal
some time for just us.

Yeah, well,

that's some stealing
this Mountie can get behind.

How are you, Nathan, honestly?

Honestly, I've been a little
obsessed with this

fire investigation
that I can't seem to close.

You practically live behind
that desk of yours these days.

Don't be so hard on yourself.

No, I mean, like...

I mean, like I should be
able to close it.

Protocol regulation.
It's done.

Anyways, I'm sorry.

We came up here not to talk
about the investigation.

We're not here to forget.

Just to take a step back and...

appreciate what we have.

Smell the roses.

Right now, in this moment,

we can just be together.

I like that.

Good morning, Henry.

Oh! I can come back.

Oh no, you're here now.

How can I help, my friend?

Oh, I'm all right.

What's the tool box for?

Oh. Elizabeth asked me
to check on a sagging door.

Can I help you?

I'd appreciate that.

Oh.

I need a new hinge, or?

Yeah. Probably a shim, too.

Joseph, what do you do
if someone you love

did something that's...

horrible?

If your brother sins,
rebuke him.

If he repents, forgive him.

What if it's unforgivable?

Well, that's not for us
to judge.

You know, Henry, I'd be lying
if I said I wasn't struggling,

knowing that my own son

may have started that fire,
even by accident.

All I can do
is be there for him.

Love him.

That's all any of us can do.

Cooper's a good kid.

When I was his age,

all I was looking for
was an easy way out.

A long time after that, too.

Well, you found your way.

That's what matters.

Sometimes just standing
beside our loved ones,

no matter what
they may have done,

is all the guiding light
they need.

And the greatest blessing.

All right.

Yeah.

Good as new.

It's got a beat.

Thanks, my friend.

Thank you, Joseph.

Have a good rest of your day.

You too.

♪

Whoa, whoa, whoa!

No matter what I do.

Come on!

Jeez. What are you,
Moby Dick?

No matter how hard I
reel, I just can't pull it up.

And that's it?

Yep. That's it.

Breakfast.

No, no, wait just a second.

We are going to see what Doctor
Freud has to say about this.

Rosie, it's just a dream.

A recurring dream.

Okay, you know what?
I'm gonna put on some coffee.

Aha!

Here it is.

Fishing symbolizes dreamers

need to bring something
to the surface.

Well, that's the whole point.
I can't.

Exactly. I think

the reason you can't
bring it out of the water

is because your
subconscious mind

is suppressing whatever it is
the fish represents.

So what do you think it is?

I don't know. Maybe a marlin?

Or a trout? Big tuna?

Ha ha.

You are going to laugh yourself
right back into the infirmary.

Or worse.

Oh, come on, sweetheart.

No. You come on.

You're not the one who had to
watch the love of your life,

grasping his chest
and struggling to breathe.

You're absolutely right.

Sweetheart,

I promise you, I will do
exactly what you tell me to do.

All right.

- Okay.
- Okay.

As soon as I get home
from the office--

No!

I have to meet with
the new contractor--

- No!
- Fernando. Yes.

No work.

No office.

Can you bring me to the clinic
every morning?

It was fun in Cape Fullerton,
wasn't it?

I miss riding
the carousel with you.

Awe. Me too.

I wish you were my sister.

Then we could do everything
together forever.

Hi, honey bear.

Are you all done
with Doctor Carter?

A model patient, as always.

Allie's coming for dinner,
and Mountie Nathan.

Tonight?

Forever!

Um, where's my invitation
to this dinner, young man?

You can come, too.

I wouldn't want to impose.

Not at all.
There's room for everyone.

Yeah, I can help you cook.

Can I talk to you for a second?

Okay, kiddos. Let's see
if Minnie has any muffins.

Mhm.

Bye!

So the last of the maps came
in from Pioneer Electric.

- And?
- It's a dead end.

None of their equipment was
near the fire's area of origin.

Unfortunately,
there's no way to know

where that concrete came from.

Doesn't leave us
many leads, does it?

Just one.

Are you expecting someone?

Is that a crime?

No, just...

I didn't know we both were.

Name's Elmore Briggs.
Constable Grant?

Briggs. Welcome to Hope Valley.

Hello, Bill.

Lovely to see you.

Hello, Georgie.

Oh. Leave some muffins
for the rest of us.

Hi, Allie.

These aren't just for me.

Your dad wanted me to get some.

My dad does love muffins.

And as Constable,
it's within his rights

to commandeer as many
as he wants.

Mmhm.

Well, I gotta get back.
See ya.

Bye, Ollie.

What's that called again?

A polygraph machine, sir.

It's going to revolutionize
detective work.

Did you know about this?

Yes.

Headquarters thought it'd be
helpful for the investigation.

The young constable and I

enjoyed a spirited debate
on the train.

Science versus instinct.

When it comes
to detecting a lie,

a polygraph is
far more reliable.

Human intuition, or instinct,

can be influenced by
any number of factors.

A machine has no
such deficiencies.

Well, a Mountie's intuition
is a different breed.

Remember that young man.

We'll test them both.

I'm going to get set up.

Oh, Oliver.

I see Operation Muffins
was a success.

Go help Constable Briggs

clear up the desk
and set up the polygraph.

Yes, sir.

Judge Avery, Inspector McGill.

Oh, offer him a muffin.

So, Georgie, how long
are you staying with us?

As long as it takes
to help Miss Martell

get National Insurance
to pony up

to its Benson Hill
policy holders.

They are pulling some fast
ones on denying the claims.

I recommended her to Edie
because nobody's better

at using forensics to sniff out
how these companies try to hide

their illicit funds
in their books.

Oh. Smart move.

Say, uh, why don't
you join us later for the...

What did Briggs call it?

The... the calibration.

I might just enjoy seeing
your new toy in action.

Come on. I'll walk you over
to the office.

You seem to have an affinity
for moving heavy furniture.

You're the one who keeps
coming to my aid

despite the peril.

It's simply an affinity for you.

I don't suppose you're free
for dinner?

Regrettably, no.

I'm hosting a charity
poker tournament tonight.

I should have guessed
the moving of tables

wasn't simply for sport.

Well, it actually is.

Kind of.

The Benson Hills Recreation
Center isn't covered

by territorial relief funds,

so I'm helping them
to raise some money.

Well, I can take that up
with the council

and chip in, so to speak.

Oh, Lucas, I'm not
asking for your money.

I think you'd agree,

well, I can hold my own
at a poker table.

Oh, I guess we'll see tonight.

Hm.

Faith, what a lovely surprise!
Come on in.

Thank you.

I have news about
Gwendolyn's father.

Is she here?

Yes, yes, she's right out back.

Gwen!

Oh my gosh.

What's going on?
Is he okay?

Hi, Gwen.

Your dad is more than okay.

His doctor from Buxton Hospital
called me and told me

that he's no longer at risk
of infection.

So they're allowing
visitors now.

We can go today,
if you like.

Okay. I have to get ready.

Go, go get ready.

I have to get the--

It's all right.
I'll get it for you. Go on.

Thank you for coming
to deliver such happy news.

Oh, the pleasure is all mine.

How are you doing, Lee?

Uh, I'm not as good as that,
but, uh,

all in all, I'm doing
pretty good, I think.

I've been reminding him
to breathe.

Always a good idea.

Ok, fine.

- See?
- Mmhm.

Oh, my gosh!

I am so sorry.

You should watch where
you're going, amigo.

You're absolutely right.
Please let me help you up.

Governor Bouchard.

Mr. Arroyo, are you all right?

Yes. All's well.
Thank you.

No, it's- it's completely
my fault.

I shouldn't walk and
read at the same time.

Mike, would you please pour
this gentleman a drink.

Immediamente.

I picked up a little Español
on my honeymoon down in Miami.

Are these plans for the Benson
Hills rebuild?

You know about it?

Intimately.

Fernando Arroyo, Coulter
Construction's new contractor.

Lucas Bouchard, at your service.

I was hoping to meet
with Mr. Coulter

as soon as I checked in.

I'm afraid Mr. Coulter's wife
has him on a new health regimen.

It limits his weekend work.

Well, I have no such regimen
or wife.

I'm happy to share my ideas
for those plans,

if you're interested.

Ideas are exactly what
I'm interested in.

Please.

Hey there, boys.
Fill it up for us?

There we go.

Thank you very much.

Hey.

Take my word for it.
He's gonna love it.

It's not smooth enough.

Are you kidding me?

I can only wish
to carve like that.

I don't want to go anymore.

Wait. Why?

Can we just go back?

Please?

Gwen, your dad is gonna
be so excited to see you.

That's the real gift here,
not the stick.

No.

I just can't go.

I can't.

Okay.

All right.

If that's what you really
want, I'm fine with that.

It's okay.

If there was a torture device

in Alice's Adventures
in Wonderland,

this would be it.

It's more H.G. Wells to me,

but not quite a time machine.

Or a self-made ticker tape.

Here ya go.

Trust me, I've heard it all.

But wait till you
see it in action.

Now, who wants to help
me with the calibration?

Oh, you need a guinea pig?

You're up.

Me?

Arms up.

Lean forward.

Thank you for the muffin,
by the way.

The device measures heartbeat,
blood pressure and respiration.

The readouts are recorded here.

You're nervous.

I could've told you that.

Don't touch cards,
Constable, but pick one

and don't tell me which one.

All right then.

What's your full name?

Oliver Marion Garrett.

In which city or
town were you born?

I- I don't know.

What's your favorite food?

Liverwurst.

Now the cards.

One by one I'll ask you

if each card is the one
that you selected.

I want you to answer
no to all of them,

including the one
that you chose. Understood?

Is your card the ace of spades?

No.

Is your card
the Queen of Hearts?

No.

Is your card the King
of Diamonds?

No.

Your card...

is the Queen of Hearts.

That's right.

Hm.

Boys and their toys.

Whoa, whoa, whoa, Constable.

I want to ask one question.

Oliver.

Why don't you tell me just
what you really think of...

what you had for breakfast
this morning.

Uh.

I liked it. A lot.

Bill made waffles.

I'm going to have to try
these waffles.

Indeed.

Georgie.

Why don't you join us for
dinner tonight at Elizabeth's?

Bill's coming.

Oh, I'm sure
she has other plans.

That would be wonderful.

We could walk there
together if you'd like.

I'd like that very much.

Dad.

What are you doing here?

Tell me about this.

Why do you even know
what that is?

Constable Grant found this
mysterious concrete

where the fire started.

He asked me if I knew
what it was.

I didn't.

'Til I found the same thing
in the trunk of your car.

Well, I learned
from the best, didn't I?

Learn this.

Whatever your involvement
in this is,

whatever you stand to gain,
it ain't worth it.

It's just business.

No, it's not.

Don't trade your humanity
for a paycheck.

Don't talk to me
about my humanity.

You traded yours my whole life

instead of be a father
to me yourself.

That's fair.

Look at me.

Look what I got for
sitting where you are now.

I lost all those years.

I'll never get 'em back.
Neither of us will.

This is your moment of truth.

I don't think it was an accident
that you left

this in the trunk of your car.

I think that there was
a part of you

that wanted someone to find it.

I'm talking to that part
right now.

Yeah, well,
it's- it's too late now anyway.

No, it's not too late.

You don't have to condemn
those boys for your mistake.

You talk to Constable Grant,
you unburden yourself.

If you don't, the way
you're feeling right now?

It'll never leave you.

You got a decision to make.

I hope you make the right one.

I used poured concrete bricks
on dozens of homes

when Pine Creek opened for
development last year.

That was you?

I approved that.

Smart.

Concrete is better looking

and more
fire-resistant.

How have we not met before?

Because I was a cowboy
until just a few years ago.

Herding cattle, training horses.

My other passion.

You're a true Renaissance man.

I follow my heart's desires,
that's all.

Fernando. Thank you.

But I need to make
a stop at home

before my evening
plans tonight.

And we still need to find time
to take in an automobile race.

I would love that, Governor.

Oh, Lucas, please.

Do you play poker?

Play? No.

I live for poker.

Why do you ask?

Because you're going to be
my guest tonight

at a charity poker event.
If you're free, of course.

It will be my pleasure, Lucas.

Why are we stopping?

Mm. You smell that, kiddo?

What?

Fresh water.

A little breeze on the face.

Maybe just a smidge
of good luck.

Are you having another episode?

No, I am not having
another episode.

Thank you very much.

We just so happen to be near
one of my favorite honey holes.

A pond for fishing.

So what do you say?

Why?

What do you mean, why?

It's a beautiful day, and

even though
it's not technically

on the clipboard list of
approved relaxation activities,

I think Rosie might
let it slide.

Where are we going
to get rods and bait?

Oh, ye of little faith.

Come on, young woman.
Let's go.

See, Henry keeps- or Mr. Gowan,

always keeps something here

for anybody driving by who might
want a little tranquility.

There you go.

So, do you know
how to bait a hook?

Watch me.

That's a good one.

My dad taught me to leave
the tail dangling, like this,

so the fish sees it.

Mmm.

But how do you know
which end is the tail?

You're funny.

Sort of.

I don't get it.

Huh?

You thought you had a heart
attack, but you didn't.

So why do you still have to be
doing all this relaxing?

Um, because my wife is smarter
than me, and she loves me.

My mom loved my dad,

but she died.

Now my dad just has me.

I'm um...

I'm sorry about your mom.

She'd been sick for a while.

Dad took me
to the hospital every day.

I hated seeing her there.

Everyone kept telling me
she'd get better.

Yeah.

Sometimes, uh, Gwen...

sometimes people just don't.

I'm so sorry, Gwen.

Now everyone keeps telling me
my dad is going to be fine,

but people who are fine

don't go to the hospital
for this long.

Hey.

Look at me.
This is important, all right?

Your dad is not sick
the way your mom was.

I promise you that.

The worst thing that's going
to happen is we're going to go

to the hospital, and you're
going to see a big white

plaster cast on his leg.
That's it.

If anything, it's just
going to look kind of funny.

- Really?
- Yes!

Seeing you is going
to give him hope.

And it's gonna put a big
old smile on his face, huh?

Like that. Yes.
Like that one right there.

You should have seen his smile

when we got to the top of
Mount Kilwaukee last summer.

Oh, yeah?

He carried me on his shoulders
most of the way,

and we camped out
for two whole weeks,

and he taught me all
about the constellations.

That sounds like a lot of fun.

Whoa whoa whoa whoa!
I think you got one!

He's a fighter, but I got him.

Easy there, fella.

Keep it going.
Keep it going.

Come on.

Oh, I got him,
I got him, I got him!

There we go.

Ho ho!

Look at that!
He's a beaut!

Beautylicious!

My dad's word for pretty
animals that taste good.

It's a good word.

Won't Rosemary be surprised
when we bring home this

beautylicious fish for dinner?

Can we go see my dad first?

Absolutely we can, kiddo.

I'll just put this guy on ice,

and then you two can take
all the time you want.

Thank you, Mr. Coulter.

It is my absolute pleasure.

Thank you for having us,
Elizabeth, Nathan.

These are for you.

Oh, my goodness,
they're gorgeous.

Thank you. I'll just
put them in water. Please.

Uncle Bill!

Awe, Jackaroo!

Hey, hey, hey!

Actually, he's
going by "LJ" now.

LJ, huh?

I still like Jackaroo.
There's no "little".

Oh.

That is a good point.

Jackaroo stands.

Yes, it does.

Hi. Judge Avery.

Hi, Allie.

You guys remember my friend
Inspector McGill, don't you?

Also known as "X-ray McGill".

Oh, will you stop with that?

Nice to see you again,
Inspector McGill.

Hi, Inspector X-ray.

No, it's Inspector McGill.

Uncle Bill just has
the funnies tonight.

How'd you get the nickname?

It was in forensics class
in RCMP basic training.

Bill started calling me that,
and it stuck.

Because she was so good
at reading people.

She could always tell
if someone was lying.

And apparently there is a
machine that can do that now.

Do you mean the polygraph?

That's right.

Word spreads fast.

People have to tell the truth,
or they get in trouble. Right?

Well, the idea is that it can
tell if people are lying or not.

But if they get
in trouble afterwards,

that's a separate issue.

LJ, let's see if you can tell

if I'm lying
or telling the truth.

I brought you a brand new
box of Crayola crayons.

Oh, boy.
I think it's the truth.

You're right!

Ha!

Thank you, Inspector McGill.

You're welcome, Mr. Jackaroo.

And I understand we have
a budding young writer

with us this evening.

Inspector McGill.

Thank you.

That's very thoughtful.

It's awful sweet of you.

Hey, let's go find some paper.

Yeah!

Thanks again, Inspector.

Have fun, you two.

Well, I should check on dessert.

I hope you all like lemon curd.

Oh. It smells delicious.

Yes, it does.

It's Nathan's favorite.

Yes. It's the best dessert
that I ever had.

Better than my mother's
blueberry pie.

Welcome home.

Hey, sweetheart.

I'm going to bed,
if that's okay.

Oh, of course, kiddo. Yeah.

Sweet dreams.

Hmm.

Is she okay?

What happened at the hospital?

Sweetheart, I wish
you'd have been there.

It was beautiful.

She and James were over
the moon to see each other.

They talked for hours, and...

Might have got a little
choked up myself.

Of course you did.

You're a big old softie,
Leland Coulter.

Sometimes. And...

I got dinner,
did a little fishing.

It's your dream.

No, not like the dream.

Okay, well, a little bit, maybe.

I suppose it made me realize
that I want to spend more

one-on-one time with Goldie.

So starting tomorrow,

it's going to be daddy-daughter
berry picking,

followed by daddy-daughter
ice cream lunch.

If that could be
on the approved list

of relaxation activities.

It can be added.

Excellent.

So it seems as though
Doctor Freud was right.

Pays to take the time
to reach down into the water

to see what might be lurking
below the surface.

Mm-mm. It was dinner, Rosie.

It was a beautylicious dinner
lurking below the surface.

- Beautylicious?
- Uh-huh.

Okay.

More dessert, anyone?

Oh, no thank you, Elizabeth.

You're gonna have to take me
out of here in a wheelbarrow.

I'm afraid I'm going to have
to wave the white flag as well.

Me, too.

What about you, Nathan?
Any room for more lemon curd?

Oh, I think I'll be joining
Bill in that wheelbarrow

if I have any more.

But please save
some for tomorrow.

That stuff is gold.

All right.

Time to get ready for bed, LJ.

Can Allie read to me?

Of course.

Thank you.

They are such great kids.

Amen to that.

- I couldn't agree more.
- Thank you.

I loved watching LJ

try to wrap his brain
around the polygraph.

Kids, they have no fear of
this new fangled technology.

I think it's couples
that could benefit the most

from the polygraph.

Mm.

I actually think that total
honesty is more suited

for best friends
than for couples.

People want a little mystery
with their romance.

I disagree.

Nathan and I don't have
any secrets, do we?

That's right.

What? What is that?

Oh, my neck.
I must have pulled something.

Really?

Okay. It's pretty clear
that you're not honest

with Elizabeth
about everything.

What is that supposed to mean?

What are you getting at, Bill?

You really want to know?

- Absolutely.
- I'm an open book.

The lemon curd.

Clearly not your favorite,
Constable.

What?

See that reaction?
A little over the top.

- Yeah.
- I'm sorry, my friend.

My love and devotion for
Elizabeth's lemon curd is

unassailable.

Mm.

What do you think,
X-ray McGill?

Oh, yeah.

He can't stand it.

Your voice goes up at the end.

- Yeah.
- Really?

Very funny. It--

Never mind. I mean,
we are off the clock.

Yeah. Forget it.

Your voice did
kind of go up at the end.

You too, Elizabeth?

Oh, you just did it again.

I was asking a question.

Your voice naturally goes
up at the end of a question.

There is one way we could
settle this.

The polygraph.

Oh. Right. Sure.
The poly--

Well. Why not?

Uh, well, um...

For starters, it's pretty late
to call on Constable Briggs.

Right?

Even in the interest of science?

He said he could always use
more testing and calibrating.

The machine could use more
testing and calibrating, Nathan.

Isn't that a fact, Bill?

Oh boy, oh boy, oh boy!

Uh, we couldn't help
overhearing.

Can we come too?

Please?

LJ has been asking
to see the polygraph.

It'll be educational.

Let's go.

Yay!

Uh, guys, this,
uh- we're-

Well, I hope you're
all enjoying this.

Oh, we are.

All those wires and buttons.

Thanks for letting us come, Dad.

You're very welcome.

Although I think somebody else
should be sitting in this chair.

Why? You have nothing
to worry about, right?

Right. It's just, you know,
this technology, it's...

not 100 percent.

That's a fact.

Actually, Mounties invariably
get the most accurate readings

because of our training,
temperaments and...

reverence for the truth.

See? You got the perfect
temperament and reverence.

Uh... please don't touch that.

Sorry.

- Actually, you're not.
- What?

We're up and running.

We should have
brought popcorn.

And we're ready to start.

What's your full name?

Nathan Archibald Grant.

In which city
or town were you born?

Winnipeg.

Is Elizabeth Thornton's lemon
curd your favorite dessert?

Yes.

Not true, Constable.

Mountie Nathan lied?

Well, according
to the polygraph.

LJ, you know, we're just
testing the machine.

So you meant to lie.

Well, not really.

These polygraphs, they're
not 100 percent accurate.

Constable.
Due respect, but, uh,

this is as clear
and definitive a result

as we get
on the model 45972-G.

Constable, I'm sure it is.
That's great.

Elizabeth, look, I love your
lemon curd because I love you.

That's true.

Okay, well, that's
not exactly the same.

No, it is really.

I don't mind saying this in
front of everybody here, but

my love for you is so much
bigger than some dessert.

Because it means
the world to me.

Just like you mean
the world to me.

Does that mean you're going to
marry my mama, Mountie Nathan?

Well, that's
a funny question, LJ.

I wasn't trying to be funny.

Um,

of course not.

Uh, well, I was thinking--

Oh, I'm so- so sorry,
I- I didn't realize--

No. Christopher, what can
we do for you?

Hola.

Fernando. Thank you for coming.

I don't suppose you'd join me
at my table.

With pleasure.

Buenos noches, Señor Arroyo.

I'm glad to see the two of you
aren't butting heads anymore.

Thanks, Mike.
Quite the opposite, in fact.

Un pequito--

I have to admit,
I scoured the papers

for every upcoming
automobile race

and found there's
a Roscoe Champions event

next Saturday afternoon

at the speedway
in Devereaux City.

I'll be there.

I don't suppose you'd mind
if I invited a certain special

lady friend of mine who I think
might enjoy it, too.

Ladies are always welcome.

Excellent.

Because you are
about to meet her.

Edie, I would love to introduce
you to my brilliant,

talented new friend--

Fernando?

Well, you two already know
each other.

Indeed. You have excellent
taste in ladies, my friend.

Uh, Fernando worked
on my Uncle Ernie's ranch

the summer that I lived there
before law school.

The summer that you met
your fiancé?

Ex.

Fiancé.

Uh...

So can we just, uh,

check in tomorrow?

Of course.

Good night.

Good night.

So, Christopher,

what can we do for you?

I know what started
the wildfire.

And it wasn't those boys.

The morning after
the fire started,

I was called into
this meeting with my uh,

my boss, Shelby Whitaker
and Patrick McDougall.

He's Pioneer Electric's
chief technician.

They wanted me to go and
retrieve what was left of this-

this transformer box

in that spot you showed
my dad a few days ago.

Whoa, wait, he- he told you
about that?

Yeah, only after
he found these.

In the trunk of my car.

I guess I got a little sloppy
and left some behind.

So the transformer...

Started the fire.

Mr. Whittaker knew it.

Mr. McDougall knew it.
They talked about it.

Wait a minute. This map
that your company provided,

it shows that that transformer
is at least two miles

away from that spot.

The new one.

But that's dated
two weeks before the fire.

It's backdated.

You mean fraudulent?

I didn't mean for those boys
to get in trouble.

Where is the transformer
right now?

Mr. Whittaker wanted me to dump
it in the Brookhaven River,

but I couldn't bring
myself to do that, so

I buried it in the foothills
north of Buxton.

Do you remember where?

I think so.

You need to show me where
you buried it tomorrow morning.

You're doing the right thing.

Your old man would be
proud of you.

I can't say I'd be here if
he hadn't figured it out.

So I guess it's a good thing
he did, right?

Remember, his
nickname is "Home Run".

Unfortunately for him,
his teammate's Babe Ruth.

Who hit 59 home runs last year.

The Babe hit 59, and Home Run
himself only hit ten.

So embarrassing, right?

We're just wondering

at what point is he going to
consider changing his nickname?

Good evening, Nathan. Bill.

Good evening.

Mrs. Kovalenko, Toby.

I'm glad you're both here,
as well.

Is there any news?

Good news.

We just received information

all but confirming that
the wildfire was not caused

by the boys campfire.

So this means...

Toby, Cooper,

you're no longer
under investigation.

So it's over.

It's over.

Praise be!

Yes!

So after telling LJ
he was funny for asking,

he just started sputtering.

If he was an airplane, he would
have fallen out of the sky.

Oh, my.

Well, LJ did put him
on the spot,

even if he didn't mean to.

Exactly. And poor Nathan,

he must have felt
so uncomfortable

being asked in front
of so many people.

Yes, that must be it.

What?

Do you think maybe- what?

Well, I just
can't help wondering

why he didn't just say yes.

Rosemary, there
must be plenty of reasons.

Mhm.

This is the part where
you agree and reassure me.

I'm sorry.

Don't ask me, I don't know.

I don't even know what
Lee's dreams mean.

What do Lee's dreams have
to do with any of this?

The point is,

I don't know what the point is.
What is the point?

Don't look at me.
It's your point.

Dreams.

They could mean anything.

As could Nathan's sputtering.

Point taken.

But again, not very reassuring.

Elizabeth, I'm sure you
have nothing to worry about.

I say more lemon curd
than sleep, huh?

At this point, that's exactly
what I need.

But you like it, right?
My lemon curd?

Mhm.

Oh, no.

Nathan. Hi.

Okay.

I'm sorry about last night.

I don't know what
I was thinking, and then

Christopher showed up,
and by the time that was over,

it was too late to
come over here,

which is all I really
wanted to do.

So I could explain to
you that LJ's question,

It's not like I've never
thought about it before, but,

you know, honestly, we've
never really talked about it.

Yes, I was hesitant and there
was many reasons for that.

One, of course,
was I was sitting down

and everyone was staring at me.

But none of those reasons

were because of
what I feel for you

or what I want with you,

or I dream of with you.

Here.

Feel my heartbeat.

Look into my eyes.

This is the only
evidence you need.

This is the truth.

Can we just leave it there
for now?

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