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Previously on One Calls the Heart.

Silas Ramsey was killed in a robbery.

I'm going to look into it myself.

Rosemary Laveau, I promise you will get to your theater.

Mr. Coulter's account is overdue. No wonder Wiley never told me. I thought

something was starting to happen between the two of us, but now nothing.

What's that?

It's Frank.

I can't believe this. It's got to be a forgery or some awful joke.

I'll know more soon.

Frank said he had a past, that he'd been shot, but this?

The best thing you can do is just open the cafe and carry on until Jack hears

from the Mounties. I can't. Not until I know. And there's no reason for you to

sit here waiting with me. There's every reason. You have school this afternoon.

And you have a cafe to run.

Mount AHQ finally wired me back.

Matt Landry was on our wanted list.

Was? Four years ago. As an accomplice in a bank robbery in Platte City.

But he was caught, and he served his time.

Then this is old and out of date.

There's no current warrants for either Matt Landry or Frank Hogan. So he's not

a wanted man after all.

No, I'm not.

I've been doing some thinking and some praying.

I made up my mind to tell you all about Matt Landry, but I see someone has beat

me to the punch.

It must be Jesse Flynn.

Jesse said that he was in town looking for a friend named Matt Landry. Oh, we

haven't been friends for a long time.

Jesse is trying to ruin my life here so that I'll join up with the Garrison gang

again, but it's not going to happen.

Matt Landry is dead.

Who was Matt Landry?

A greedy fool.

Tried to be a bandit. Got himself shot.

He went to prison and found the good book.

When he came out, he was a new man.

And he wanted a new life.

And a new name.

So Matt Landry became Frank Hogan?

Mm-hmm. Legally. I went to court and had it changed.

And that's when I swore that I would devote the rest of my life to doing

God's work.

So why is Jake Garrison so set on dragging you back in?

Well, my best guess is that he's planning a robbery.

I used to be a powder man.

Let the Mounties know. Get some extra patrols in the territory.

Elizabeth, I'll walk you to school.

Yes.

I'll check on you later.

Poor Abigail.

It seems like every time she has feelings for a man, he turns out to be

keeping some secret.

That's never a good one.

You were really coming to tell me?

I swear it.

I want to believe you, but... I know.

The timing's suspicious.

You said that you would be someone to lean on.

And I asked you to remember that, if the time came.

Now the time has come.

And it's easier said than done.

I have to think about it.

You think people in relationships can have good secrets?

Sure. Every now and then.

I don't think it's a good idea.

So you have no secrets?

Do you?

Yeah. One or two.

I'll gladly share them with you. Please do.

Okay. Well, the first time that we met, I thought you were...

attractive.

That's your deep, dark secret?

Well, not anymore, since you prided out of me.

Your turn.

All right.

When we first met, I thought you were kind of cute.

Kind of cute.

Kind of cute.

Not, like, ruggedly cute.

Not even handsome.

Well, you did grow on me.

Morning,

Rosemary. Good morning, Katie.

Bill. I had a lovely little chat with Abigail yesterday. She mentioned that

you two are partners in the cafe.

Yes, I bought out Henry Gowan.

So tell me, isn't that a little bit awkward?

What do you mean awkward?

Well, considering what's gone on in the past between the two of you.

What are you getting at, Rosemary?

Nothing, really.

Though I imagine it might be difficult to be in business together.

Well, I'm very happy with my investment.

Oh, investment.

Is that all it is?

That's all it is.

So tell me, will we see you in an apron anytime soon? Well, I don't know about

an apron, but I do have a recipe for a chicken casserole that's going to have

them lining up outside the door. Mr.

Avery, you are full of surprises. I had no idea you could cook.

Rosemary, I spent two weeks undercover working as a chef. Not only did I catch

two escaped cons, but I learned how to fricassee a pheasant.

Ladies.

Mrs.

Ramsey. I've gone over your late husband's life insurance policy and

everything seems to be in order.

That's a relief.

Once I submit the case file to the home office, you should see a benefit check

within, oh, six to eight months.

I'm sorry, did you say months?

Barring any complications.

But I need the money now.

Well, I understand.

However, the company needs... No, you don't understand.

Can't you just speed things along?

It doesn't work that way.

But if you really need the money now, I am authorized to offer you a lesser

settlement in cash.

Oh.

How much less?

One-fifth the benefit.

One-fifth?

Oh, I don't... Oh,

I need to think about it.

Well, I leave tomorrow at noon.

Do let me know you're...

Decision before then.

You're telling me that Frank Hogan rode with the garrison gang?

Under a different name.

Four years ago.

I need to talk to him.

Look, Bill.

I know how you feel about the garrisons.

But Frank wasn't in the gang ten years ago. Remember that.

I need you to do me a favor, Jack.

I need you to find a woman named Mary Benson.

It's Carl Benson's widow.

Do that for me, will ya?

Sure.

Are you sure Jesse's part of that gang of criminals?

Frank is sure.

He says that Jesse's the one who put the handbill on my door.

And you believe him?

Jesse didn't show up for work today.

Jack's been looking for him everywhere. He's nowhere in town.

It's not a good sign.

I guess it's not.

Clara, I know it's painful.

We both lost a husband.

It's tough enough to get through that and then have feelings for a new man.

But it's even worse when that new man turns out to be a liar and a criminal.

I just can't imagine Pastor Hogan as an outlaw.

Neither could I.

He seems like such a good man.

We'll have to look into our next pastor's background much more

thoroughly. Our next pastor?

We can't have an outlaw preaching from the pulpit, can we?

Ladies?

Not a lot of brotherly love around here.

I can't say I blame them.

I disappointed a lot of people here.

Some more than others.

Jack told me you rode with the Garrison gang.

I did.

You ever mention a man named Carl Benson?

No, but I only did a couple of jobs with Garrison. I got shot, got caught, did my

time, and the story.

What about this Jesse kid?

You think he had anything to do with the bank robbery that killed Silas?

No, Jesse was here in town. They sent him to get me.

Besides, it's not his style. He's not a killer.

You let me know if you see him.

I don't think you're still alive.

Just a concerned citizen.

Pastor.

It doesn't seem that Hope Valley has a problem.

What's that?

Well, our pastor is a fraud.

He misled the pastoral committee who hired him. Well, if he did lie about his

criminal history, you might have a case for fraud.

I think he would be in everyone's best interests, including Mr.

Landry's, if he resigned and left town peacefully.

I wonder if you could take a little bit of time to convince him of that.

I'm sorry, I can't do that.

But have a nice day.

Matt's secret's all over town.

That's good.

Won't be long before they kick him out.

You got something to say?

Matt's awful stubborn.

Still don't know if this is gonna work.

Well, sure it will.

He's no fool.

Where else is he gonna go?

Just in case.

Maybe we should find somebody else.

Right. No one else can do what we need doing.

I can.

Takes a lot of skill to blow safe.

Matt taught me everything he knows. Teaching ain't doing.

I'm not gonna gamble our payoff on what you think you know.

Okay, okay.

I'm just saying, if for some reason Matt doesn't come... You said you and him are

friends. You swore you could bring him back. That was the deal.

Now if you don't deliver, you're dead, man.

Why is Lee asking the bank for a loan?

I don't know.

You don't know or you won't tell me?

When it comes to finance, Mr. Coulter plays things pretty close to the vest.

Maybe it's something to do with the theater he's building?

Let's pretend this conversation never happened, all right?

It'll be our little secret.

In a democracy, the people get to help decide how everything is run.

And one way they can do that is by voting.

Would everyone please turn to page 42 in your books to learn what the Greek

philosophers had to say about it.

Hi. I'm sorry to interrupt.

You know, the camp out Pastor Hogan has scheduled for tomorrow night. Boys have

been talking about it all morning.

Most of their parents.

Some of them changed their minds. They don't want their boys to go.

So it's been canceled.

No, actually. May I?

Thanks.

Everyone can have your attention, please. Those who signed up for

tomorrow's camp out, please raise your hands.

I know it wasn't going to happen. No, no, it's happening, Cody.

But unfortunately, Pastor Hogan cannot make it, so I'm going to be going

instead.

Yeah, Laura.

Do girls get to go too?

I'm sorry, this one is just for the boys.

I don't see why the girls can't go. Yeah.

Well, maybe next time when we can all plan ahead, okay?

Thanks. Uh-huh.

Dottie, what's the matter?

Mr. Logan from the insurance company says it's going to take months to pay

the benefits on Silas's policy.

Why the delay?

I don't know.

He said he'll give me cash right now, but I have to waive the rest of the

benefits. Well, that doesn't sound right. I don't want to settle for less

than I'm owed, but I can't wait.

Would you let me help you?

What can you do?

Oh, why?

I have a knack for helping people see reason.

And before you ask, no, I haven't seen Frank since this morning. I didn't ask.

I don't know what I'd say to him. I don't know what I'd want him to say to

me. May I ask you what you're feeling?

I don't know, so there's no reason to tell me not to bottle things up. Then I

won't. I could use a little, you're strong, you'll get through this. You are

the strongest woman I've ever met, Abigail. You'll get through this.

You always know just what to say.

But you'll get through it a lot faster if you just talk to Frank.

Miss Abigail, where's those marshmallows you made for us? In the pantry.

Can't camp out without marshmallows.

There's no arguing with that. I'm glad that Jack is leading the trip tomorrow.

Cody's going to have a good time. It's too bad it's boys only. It's not really

fair to the girls.

Elizabeth, you are the most creative woman I know.

You'll solve this.

Not that you asked.

Okay, we are almost here.

We're not the only ones.

Elizabeth?

Good evening, Jack.

What are you doing here?

Well, I asked the girls if they wanted a little camp out of their own. And we

voted yes. Democracy in action.

Great.

The thing is, you can't be here.

Isn't this public land?

Yeah, but I mean, this is going to be our spot.

I think there's room enough for everyone.

Right.

Okay. Okay, boys, let's make camp over there.

No, Jack, not over there.

Why not?

Because it's covered in poison ivy.

All right, not there, boys.

Let's make camp over here.

Thanks, girls.

Back to work.

Good morning, Lee. Hello.

I bought those supplies you asked for.

Wow. Like I'm in the wrong business.

Make more money if I turn my sawmill into a paper mill.

Speaking of money, funny that, Katie Yost told me your account was overdue.

Really? I don't know. They sent me a bill last month.

Or maybe they did and it's just lost under all this mess.

Anyway, thank you. I'll take care of it. So it was just a misunderstanding?

Of course, yeah. Just a misunderstanding.

Lee. Hmm?

I really have enjoyed helping out around here. And I have really appreciated

having you.

But you're not going to offer to redecorate my office again, are you?

No.

But I could help you economize.

Economize? Streamline. Be more efficient. Cut out the waste.

Improve the bottom line.

Well, saving money never hurts. Well, that's right. And you're so busy

already.

Why don't you let me try out a few ideas? A thrift plan.

Cutting expenditures can boost your profits, you know. So I've heard.

Well, great.

Why don't you get me your spending records for last month and I'll dive

right in.

What, you're serious?

Uh,

all right.

There you go.

You sure about this?

You haven't had much experience in the wild.

Jack, we're a stone's throw from town. I think I'll survive.

You going to start the camp by rubbing two sticks together again?

This time, I'm prepared.

We'll be singing songs together later. You're welcome to join us.

No, we're going to be telling some ghost stories, but you are welcome to join us.

Ghost stories?

Yeah. Are you sure about that? Some of those boys are pretty young. They might

get scared.

Boys love scary stories.

All right.

You're leaving?

Where will you go?

San Francisco, for starters.

And what's in San Francisco?

A boat to someplace where no one's ever heard of Matt Landry or Pastor Frank

Hogan. But you won't be a pastor anymore.

Well, maybe I was never meant to be a pastor.

Wrong. You were meant to be our pastor. Well, not anymore.

There's not a soul in this town that wants me to stay. I do.

And you're still our pastor.

I told you you could rely on me.

Oh, you told me you needed some time to think. I took the time.

And here I am.

And maybe everybody else just needs some time to... They won't even look me in

the eye.

If I was a cook or a blacksmith, it wouldn't matter what people thought. But

a preacher?

If no one wants to hear from him, then he's no good to anyone.

They've listened before.

All the times that you preached mercy and forgiveness, they heard you.

Maybe you just need to convince them that everybody deserves a second chance.

Fight them.

I'll stand with you.

Got any other suggestions?

You might pray for guidance.

I'm told it helps.

Okay, boys.

Go to sleep.

But what if a ghost comes?

Well, there are no ghosts.

Tell you what.

How about I tell you a new story about a little dog?

I'm afraid of... Good dogs, too.

Good dogs, too.

Thanks for taking us camping.

It's fun. I'm glad you're enjoying it. Can we do this again?

Of course we can.

Robert said girls don't belong on camping trips.

I told him he was silly and undemocratic.

Good for you.

Because girls can do anything.

Right, Miss Thatcher?

That's right, Debra.

Girls can do anything that boys can do.

Now go to sleep.

Oh.

Uncle.

Are you alright?

I want to go home.

Are you feeling okay? Not sick?

Just homesick?

I bet you miss your nice, comfortable bed and your warm quilt, huh?

Do you have any stuffed animals at home?

Brownie. He's a bear.

What kind of bear?

A brown bear.

Oh.

Well, do you know what Brownie's doing right now?

He's sleeping.

And he's dreaming about you.

Is he sad?

No. Because he knows you're coming home damn soon to tell him all about your

great adventure.

How you saw a family of quails and sang songs.

So...

Close your eyes.

And listen to the crickets.

And think about Brownie.

And it'll be morning before you know it.

Would you like me to sing to you?

No. I like crickets better.

Oh.

Tough audience.

Evening. Are you the constable?

I was told that I would find the constable here.

He's not here right now. Can I help you? Yes.

My room has been burglarized. My briefcase told him.

Can you describe it? Dark brown leather, hand tool, silver studs.

Something like this?

That's it.

How did you... Who are you?

Are you Amante? Not at the moment.

I'm just a friend of Dottie Ramsey.

You're the one who broke in.

You stole it. Nothing's been stolen.

Everything's here.

You can't get away with this. You broke the law, sir.

I'll have you arrested.

On what evidence?

You have your property here, so it's your word against mine.

Sit down.

Interesting reading there.

Curious how the beneficiary signs so-called release forms transferring

their benefits to you.

It's a nasty little racket.

Lying to grieving widows, scaring them into taking tiny cash payouts and then

stealing their benefits for yourself.

You can't prove this.

Like you said, your word against mine.

I'm not the law, mister.

So I can't send you to prison where you belong.

But there are worse places I can't send you.

What do you want?

I want you to write a check out to Dottie Ramsey for the full amount of her

benefits right now.

I can do that.

And I want you to go to all the other people that you stole from.

and return all the money you took.

And I'll know if you don't.

I will.

I will.

Pleasure doing business with you.

Did you have any trouble putting the boys to bed?

Nope.

So why are they all in your tent?

Oh, like you said, some of them are pretty young.

Mm-hmm.

OK, maybe we should have sung songs with you guys.

What?

You look comfortable here.

It's far from civilization.

No motor cars, mansions, no French boutiques.

No noise, no crowds.

Yeah, just bugs, bad weather, and wild animals.

Bright stars, babbling brooks, fresh-caught trout.

Well, it sounds like you could live out here.

I think I could.

I don't mean in a tent.

I'm talking about a house with a nice stove, bathtub,

an icebox.

Nice, warm, comfortable feather bed.

Waking up next to the one you love every morning.

Sounds heavenly.

I think I'd like to write

about life here.

If I'm lucky, I'll get published one day.

It's just a dream of mine.

Wow.

Dreams have been known to come true.

Care to join us? Trudy has to leave after this hand. Before she leaves, I'd

like to talk to you about Pastor Hogan.

We owe him a lot, and it... What's the matter?

Frank Hogan is no longer our pastor.

You do know that? No, I don't. What do you mean?

Mayor Gowan called an emergency meeting of the pastoral committee.

We voted unanimously to remove him and start looking for a replacement.

You fired Frank in a secret meeting?

A private meeting. Why didn't we all have a say? To what end?

He posed a threat to the community. We knew what we had to do.

It's done.

Undo it. It's too late.

I've already informed Mr. Landry of his termination.

Frank?

Frank. To everything, there's a season.

A time to keep and a time to cast away.

Goodbye, Abigail.

I'll miss you.

They fired Frank.

The vote was unanimous.

Wow. I would have thought at least one or two would have stood up for him.

Gowan handpicked that committee.

No, they did just what he wanted.

And Frank didn't argue.

Gowan convinced him we'd be safer without him. We can decide these things

for ourselves.

It's too late now.

Maybe not.

Where are you going?

I'm a teacher.

Time for a lesson.

Excuse me, Mayor Gowen.

I want to know why you fired Pastor Hogan. I didn't fire anybody. The

committee made the decision.

Well, the committee hardly represents the people of Hope Valley. And should a

decision like that really be made behind closed doors without the involvement of

the community?

I'm sure that the community will support the action.

I'm not at all sure.

Respectfully, Ms. Thatcher, I don't think there's any point in rehashing

this. When I informed Mr. Landry of the decision, he left town without protest.

I think even he realized that he doesn't belong here in Oak Valley. Well, we have

no idea what Frank Hogan realized because you never gave him the chance to

speak to us. You may have gotten your way for now, but is this really how you

want to be remembered?

As the mayor who decided everything in secret? This is a democracy, Mayor

Gowan. We deserve better.

Good morning.

Good morning.

It's freezing.

Is there something wrong with the stove?

Uh, no. We're just conserving firewood. Conserving firewood? We're in a sawmill.

We're up to our ears in scrap wood.

Yes, and we should be selling it, not burning it. Besides, it's a balmy day.

Just dress warm. You won't even feel it.

I won't feel it because I'll be dead from exposure.

Um... Are there any pencils?

Oh, sorry.

I was using the pencil.

Here.

The pencil?

Well, you only write with one hand.

I'm afraid to ask, but is there any paper?

Yes, of course there's paper, silly.

You can't run an office without paper.

Just write small. Oh, use both sides.

How did you get it?

I merely helped the gentleman see reason.

Did you need to use force?

Simple persuasion.

Oh.

Too bad.

Bill, I want to pay you for this.

Oh, no, no, no. I won't accept that.

Why not?

It took time and effort.

You need to be compensated for that.

Well, that's very kind of you, but helping a neighbor and taking the smirk

off a crook's face?

It's more than enough reward for me.

For a pencil? That's ridiculous. It's highway robbery.

A penny for a pencil seems pretty reasonable, Rosemary.

Well, not if you need ten. That's ten pennies. A whole dime.

And? And not everybody has a dime.

Rosemary, is everything all right? Everything is just fine, Rosemary.

All right, no. No, it is not fine. It is not fine at all. Do you want to tell me

what this is all about?

It's Lee.

He doesn't want me to know, but I'm afraid his business is in terrible

trouble. The sawmill?

You must promise me not to say a word, not to anybody.

My lips are sealed.

I'm helping Lee economize, trim the fat, tighten our belts.

But when I total it all up, it's not nearly enough to make a difference.

There's a thought.

I could divide up his office, rent half of it out. I just have to put in a

second door.

Rosemary, I don't have an advice column, but I think it's time you had a talk

with Lee. Tell him how worried you are. No, no, I couldn't do that. Why not?

Because I... Just can't. Yes, you can.

Didn't you write a column about the importance of communication between two

people? Sounds vaguely familiar.

So just go do it.

But... No buts. Just go.

Now.

To everything, there is a season.

Time to keep silence and a time to speak.

A time to search and a time to give up is lost.

Obviously, you're not lost because I found you.

You plan on keeping me company on my ride to San Francisco?

No, I plan on taking you back to Hope Valley because the people there deserve

to be told the whole story. They don't want to hear it.

I'm a danger to them.

An outlaw. You were an outlaw.

Abigail, I am trying to protect them.

I'm trying to protect you. Maybe we don't need protecting.

If anything happens... We face it together as a community because that's

who we are in Hope Valley.

The town needs to hear from you, Frank, even if it's just goodbye.

You owe us that much at least.

I owe you all an apology.

You welcomed me in, you took me into your hearts.

I should have trusted you with the truth.

Instead, I dragged out the lie.

They say the measure of a man isn't by his mistakes, but by what he learns from

them.

Matt Landry's dead.

He made plenty of mistakes.

He did some terrible things, there's no denying it.

But without Matt Landry, there would be no Frank Hogan.

His anger taught me kindness.

His greed taught me generosity.

His indifference...

Taught me compassion.

Now, I don't expect you to forgive me.

But I do hope you will remember me the way you knew me.

As the man you called your pastor.

And your friend.

Thanks, everybody, for coming. I really appreciate it.

You're not leaving.

Not without a vote.

This is a democracy.

You heard what the man had to say.

All of you voting to rehire Frank Hogan as our pastor, please rise.

You did the right thing, Mayor.

Well, I'm glad you think so.

Remember, you didn't dodge a bullet in there.

I shoved you out of the way.

Now that you're a woman of means, what are your plans?

This may sound silly, but I've always dreamed of opening up a dress shop.

That doesn't sound silly at all. I'm sure it would be a success.

And what about you?

Have you made up your mind about the Pinkerton agency?

Not yet. It's a nice offer, but... But you're an unconventional man who might

not be happy in a conventional job.

Here's a thought.

Have you ever considered going into business for yourself?

Well, I am part owner of Abigail's Cafe, may I remind you.

I mean a business of your own.

Bill.

I found your friend's widow, Mary Benson.

She owns a homestead just outside of Silverton Falls.

Appreciate that, Jack.

No more secrets.

New beginnings.

I'm glad he didn't die when he got shot, Pastor.

Amen to that, son.

There's Matt.

He doesn't look like he's going anywhere.

What are you doing here at this hour? Still looking for expenses for me to

cut?

Lee, you don't have to put a brave face on anymore.

I know about your financial problems.

Financial problems? What financial problems? I'm doing fine.

Come on.

You can be honest with me.

I am being completely honest.

What about the overdue account at the mercantile?

It's been taken care of.

It has?

Yeah. The bill was just under all the paperwork on my desk, just like I told

you it was.

But I know about the loan.

The loan?

Oh, well, yeah, I'm applying for a loan to expand my business, but I do that all

the time.

Wait a minute.

Is that what all the cost-cutting is about? You think I'm going broke?

Aren't you?

No!

Not in the least.

what it looked like.

So I was just trying to help.

Rosemary, thank you for trying to save me money. That may be the sweetest thing

anyone has ever done for me, but completely unnecessary.

Oh.

No, you know what is completely unnecessary?

A big expense that you don't need when you are trying to expand.

No. No, no, no, no. I said that I was going to build you a theater, and I am

going to build you that theater.

But Hope Valley doesn't need a theater right now.

It needs a bigger sawmill, more jobs, more industry, a better future.

You sure about that?

I've never been more sure of anything.

So...

I release you from your promise.

Rosemary Laveau, there is going to come a day when I am going to build you the

biggest and best theater this side of the Rocky Mountains.

I know you will.

And I'm really sorry I've been such a busybody. Yes, with the thrift plan and

redecorating.

Just my clumsy way of...

attempting to be a part of your life.

But you are.

You are a part of my life.

You're the best part of my life.

Chicken's in the oven.

And the wine is poured.

The place looks great.

So do you.

Why constantly you make me blush?

I want to make a toast to your decorating skills.

Still isn't the Ritz.

No, but they say home is where the heart is.

Then my home is right here.