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Amy: Previously on "Heartland":

- Quinn's parents offered to let me train

at their place in Florida.

The facilities down there are world class

and I really need to focus on my training.

- I wanna travel the world and...

follow my passion, which is photography.

- I want you to teach me how to ride Mickey,

but we have to take it slow.

- You're back! - Lou, hey!

How 'bout this guy, huh? How 'bout this guy?

- Maybe this'll um...

this'll help to put the issue behind us.

(Kissing)

(Spartan pants heavily)

(Hoof thuds thunderously)

(Phoenix pants heavily)

♪♪♪

(Birds chirp, tack jingles lightly)

♪♪♪

- (Sighs)

I can't tell you how nice it is to be back.

I mean, look at this. You don't get this in Florida.

- No, but...

the sun and beaches kinda make up for that, don't they?

- Yeah, but it's not home.

(Sighs) 'Kay, come on.

- (Chuckles softly)

(Tractor rumbles, lift whirs)

(Engine cuts out, door clicks open, cows moo)

- Okay, I'm all done. I'll see you tomorrow.

- What do you mean tomorrow? Today's not over.

It's not even lunch yet. - I got plans. I gotta go.

- What kind of plans?

- Just... got plans.

- Fine.

I'll be right here, doing your job!

- Well, who's gonna do yours? (Knife snaps open)

(Strapping snaps)

(Footsteps crunch in snow, thunk on stairs)

(Door creaks open) - Hel-loooo!

- Oh no, Tim! - What?! (Switch snaps on)

- Nooo! Ahh... - What?

- I'm developing film. It's ruined now.

(Switch snaps off) - Sorry!

- It's okay, it's not your fault.

It's my fault; I shoulda locked the door.

- I... I didn't know that you developed your own film.

- Well, when I'm travelling, I shoot digitally,

but usually I shoot on film.

- I have my own dark room at home.

- Really?

- Yeah, but... I mean, I know it's old school,

but there's something that I just find very...

therapeutic about the process.

- I-I-I hope you can salvage some of it. I...

- You know what? None of them were very good.

It's for the best, anyway. Trust me.

- Well, I doubt that, but-- - Well...

- You know, I just came by to ask

if you wanted to go for a trail ride.

- Mm... I would love that.

Yeah, or... you know, we could just stay inside.

It's really cozy in here when the fire's lit.

- You got any kindling?

(Kissing)

(Tack jingles lightly, hooves crunch in snow)

- Should you really be taking Phoenix outside

right before a show?

- I've been riding in these fields forever.

I'd never let anything happen to Phoenix.

- 'Kay, well, as your coach, I'm not too happy about it.

- Okay. Well, what does my boyfriend think?

- He thinks you were gone for too long

and he missed you. - Really.

- Okay, you guys, we were gone for like an hour.

- (Laughs)

- Well, it felt longer than that.

- (Laughing)

(Engine rumbles)

Amy, are you expecting someone? - No.

(Door clicks open)

(Door thumps shut, passenger door clicks open)

(Door bangs shut) - Quinster!

- Dad? - Hey!

Come on, give your old man a hug, huh?

How're you doing? - Good, uh...

What, uh, what're you, what're you doing here?

- What am I doing here? What kind of a question is that?

I can't come visit my own son?

- Hey! - Hey, Lil G! How are you?

- Mr. McGregor, what a great surprise.

Uh, this is my Aunt Amy.

- Someone who needs no introduction.

- (Chuckles) - It is an absolute pleasure

to finally meet the Miracle Girl

I've heard so much about.

- Well, it's nice to meet you, as well.

- So... you just decided to drop by or...?

- Well, I thought I'd finally meet the family

of the, the young lady that my son is so in love with.

Unless this is a, a bad time.

I can always head back to the airport.

- Oh, no, it's a great time. Right, Quinn?

- Uh, yeah, yeah, it's good.

- Let me give you the tour. - Absolutely.

- All right, come on. - Good to see ya, son.

- How was the flight?

♪♪♪

♪♪♪

♪♪♪

♪ And at the break of day ♪

♪ You sank into your dream ♪

♪ You dreamer ♪

♪ Oh, oh, oh, oh... ♪

♪ You dreamer... ♪

♪ You dreamer... ♪

Mitch: So... no church, no hotel ballroom.

- I was thinking a much smaller affair.

- Why don't we just get married at the town hall

during your lunch break? - Not that small.

More like, you know, an intimate ceremony

here at the house, or...

maybe the Dude Ranch.

Are you disappointed?

- No. No, I'm not disappointed.

If this is what you want, this is what I want.

(Text alert dings)

Oh shoot! Peter's flight just got cancelled.

He's gonna miss Katie's birthday party.

- Well, that sucks.

- She's gonna be so disappointed.

(Door opens, shopping items thunk)

- Hey! - Hey.

- Hey, Lou. Mitch. This is my Dad, Clyde.

- Oh my goodness! Well, it is such a pleasure to meet you.

- The pleasure's all mine. - Hi.

- Can I just say that you have raised

an incredible daughter.

I mean, not only is she a talented jumper,

but she is a truly fine human being.

- Thank you. - Yeah, I can't...

take any credit for that,

although I agree with you completely.

- (Laughs) Mitch is my Mom's fiancé.

- Oh, right. Aspen Grove Beef. - Yes, sir.

- Second only to Heartland Beef.

- Yeah... well, we--

- That is a very controversial subject,

but one that I'm sure my entire family

would love to talk to you about over dinner tonight.

- Y-You know what? As much as I would love to join you,

I-I-I have to be at a meeting in Vancouver.

I fly out tonight.

- Actually, that is where my ex-husband was meant

to be flying in from, but his flight just got cancelled.

Apparently, there's going to be a huge snowstorm

north of Calgary. - (Chuckles)

Well, commercial airlines, they have to be so cautious, right?

Uh, Sebastian will fly out in any type of weather.

I mean, half the time, I think he's just showing off.

- Sorry, Sebastian?

- Oh, my pilot. - Right, of course! Your pilot.

Uh, can you at least stay for coffee?

- You know, I would love that, thank you.

- Great.

(Hooves thud softly, tack jingles)

Amy: That looks great, Parker.

Now, when you're ready, I want you to kick him up

into a nice lope, okay?

(Hooves thud more quickly)

- That's good! Kick him up! Good!

(Hooves thud, Mickey grunts)

Nice job!

You know what I thinking?

- What? - I'm thinking it's time

we leave the round pen and go on a trail ride.

- I don't think that's a good idea.

I don't want Mickey to get too use to me.

- (Chuckles) Why?

- Because I have to sell him. - What're you talking about?

- I'm moving back to Toronto.

- You are? When? - Next week.

My Mom's done her book tour, so I'm moving back.

- Wow...

(Light thud) That's so soon.

- (Light thud) Ungh! - I'm really gonna miss you.

- Yeah... I'm gonna miss you too.

- You know, just because you're moving to Toronto,

doesn't mean you have to sell Mickey.

We could ship him to a stable out east.

- Shipping a horse across the country?

Could you imagine the carbon footprint?

- (Chuckles) You're right.

Well, you could board him here,

and that way you could see him every time you visit your Dad.

- But what about the rest of the time?

He'd be all alone in his stall.

- I would exercise him every day.

- But that's not the same as having an owner

who gives them 100% of their attention.

Don't you think Mickey deserves that?

- Yeah.

- Will you please help me find him a new family?

- Are you sure that's what you want?

- Yeah, I'm sure.

- Okay.

- So, what're you two up to now?

- Well, we're headed to the arena for some practice.

- You know what? Why don't I join you?

Been a while since I've seen you two in action.

- Actually, how 'bout, uh, you go get Phoenix trailered up,

and I'll, I'll meet you there in a second.

- Okay, yeah, sure. - Great.

(Footsteps recede, door creaks open)

- Why are you here? (Door thunks shut)

- I told you. - No, I know what you told me,

but I don't buy that.

'Cause if you were really here to meet Georgie's family,

you'd have booked off more than a few hours, right?

Give it to me straight. What's really going on?

- Uh, the meeting in Vancouver

is with some very big investors, and, you know,

I just... I want you to be there with me.

- (Snorts) Well, I can't.

'Kay, Georgie has a show this weekend

and we need to practice. - Quinn... (Sighs)

Look, I'm trying to convince these investors

to part with a very large sum of money.

Now, they're gonna want a guarantee

that Magnolia Glades has a bright future.

Hey, and like it or not, son,

you are that bright future.

Come on. We'll have some dinner tonight,

maybe a round of golf in the morning.

I'll have you back here in a day or two tops.

- Right.

I'm Georgie's coach, Dad.

'Kay, I can't just leave right before her show.

(Knocking) - Hey, Kiddo.

There's some banana bread if you wanna take a break

from your book report. - Okay, thanks.

- Can you sign this for me? - Uh, sure.

But there's something I wanna talk to you about first.

- I already know about Dad. He just called.

- Oh. Are you okay? I know you were really

looking forward to seeing him on your birthday.

- I'm fine. Maybe he'll get me

a really expensive gift to make up for it.

- Oh, we'll see about that, young lady.

Now, what am I signing? - It's a permission form

for tryouts on the school hockey team.

- Hockey?

I didn't know you were into hockey.

- I'm not the best skater in the world,

but I always kick butt

when we play floor hockey in gym class.

- (Chuckles)

- Hmm. - Well, that was unexpected.

- I used to play hockey when I was Katie's age.

Not on like a team or anything, just in my backyard

with my cousin. - Hmm.

- Those were some good times.

I just got an idea what I can do

for Katie's birthday party. - Oh!

Well, I pretty much have everything planned out,

but I'm open to suggestions.

- No, it's... it's okay, I got it covered.

- Well, can you at least give me a hint?

- (Excited exhale) - (Soft chuckle)

(Shadow grunts, hooves thud)

(Amy clucks her tongue, Shadow nickers)

- Now, this must be Shadow. - (Laughs) How did you know?

- Well, Georgie mentioned that you gentled a wild mustang

with the help of another horse.

- Yeah. You have a good memory, Mr. McGregor.

- (Laughs) Please, call me Clyde.

- (Chuckles softly) - May I?

- Certainly. Come on in.

(Birds chirp)

- Shadow, you have kind eyes.

You're responsive, you're intelligent,

and you're willing to trust. That's...

when I know a horse has been trained well.

That's a big accomplishment, Amy.

Well done!

- Thank you.

- (Sighs)

I, uh, don't suppose you've ever thought about

coming down to Florida?

- Yeah, I would love to visit your stable someday.

- I don't, I don't mean to visit.

I mean to work.

- Are you offering me a job?

- Yeah, I guess I am.

- I am flattered, really, but...

I just, I work for myself.

I've never really liked the idea of having a boss.

- Oh no, no, no, you, you wouldn't have a boss.

You'd have complete autonomy.

- (Sighs) Look, Clyde-- - I'm no fool.

I know you're not driven by money.

Otherwise, you would've cashed in on your talents

a long time ago.

But I can offer you something...

a whole lot more valuable.

- What's that?

- A chance to be a mentor young horse trainers

from all over the world.

You could pass down your... your knowledge

and your techniques to a whole new generation.

If you could just do me a favour and...

and think about it?

- Yeah, I will. - Thank you.

Hey, who knows? This...

could be a whole new beginning for you.

(Shadow grunts)

(Hooves thunder. Phoenix grunts)

(Hooves thud quickly, Phoenix grunts)

(Thunderous thud)

♪♪♪

- (Sighs) Okay. He's getting pretty tired

and we've been at this for a while.

Can we call it a day? (Phoenix blows his breath)

- Uh, no, not yet. Let's go again,

and this time don't ride so defensively.

You're overthinking it. - Okay, well,

I know Phoenix's limits and he's pretty tired.

I don't wanna push it. - Well, if you didn't go

on a trail ride this morning, he wouldn't be so tired.

- Okay. Sorry.

- Just... one more, 'kay? That's all I'm asking.

If Phoenix can handle it.

- Well, he can handle it, but...

it's you that I'm worried about.

Your vein's popping out of your head.

- What? No. No, it's not. - Yeah, it is.

Every time your Dad's around, you get so stressed out

that your vein pops out of your head.

I mean, we can keep going, but for your sake,

I say we call it a day.

Otherwise, we're gonna cause permanent damage.

- Fine. Okay. But there's no vein.

- Okay... but there is. (Phoenix grunts)

(Hooves thud)

- (Under his breath) There's no... vein.

- What, are you guys done already?

- (Sighs heavily)

- You know, a year ago, I wouldn't have even

given it a second thought. (Mugs thunk lightly)

But now, I'm not so sure.

- You'd have to move all the way to Florida.

- (Sighs) Yeah.

(Snorts softly)

I'm crazy even considering it.

Do you remember that swing that Ty built for me?

- Yeah, of course.

- Well...

well, he sat me on that swing

and he told me all about his dream for our future:

a perfect house, a big front porch,

and a living room that could fit an enormous Christmas tree.

Just sounded so beautiful.

- It was.

- And his dream became my dream.

And now that that's gone, I...

(Inhales)

I can't help but think what my new dream should be.

And maybe it is one where... I help a lot of horses

and I make a good living for Lyndy,

even if that does mean moving far away.

- (Sighs heavily)

- Does that really sound so crazy?

- Nope.

Doesn't sound crazy at all.

- (Sighs)

- (Blows out her breath)

(Birds chirp)

(Door thunks shut)

Mitch: Jack! Hey! (Running footsteps)

Can you uh... can you give me a hand with something?

- What's up?

- Well, I wanna turn that pond into a skating rink for Katie,

for her birthday tomorrow. - It's easy enough,

just clear off the snow. - Uh, I already did that.

But I wanna do something big for her special day.

- (Sighs) What exactly do you have in mind?

- (Sighs)

(Indistinct chatter)

- Listen, I...

I know that I get stressed out when my Dad's around.

I'm sorry that I took it out on you.

- It's okay.

- The truth is, right before we got here,

he asked me to go to Vancouver with him.

- Are you gonna go?

- No, of course not.

I told him that you have a show in a few days.

- You used me as an excuse?

- What? No, I just...

I just said that I can't leave right before your show.

- Okay, that's kind of unfair.

If you need to go to this meeting, then you should go.

I can't get between you and your Dad.

- You're not.

This is my choice, 'kay?

Coaching is what I wanna do.

Wining and dining rich investors

is not what I wanna do with my life.

Listen. (Horse whinnies)

In a few hours from now, my Dad's gonna fly outta here.

And me and you, we can just get back to being normal.

- Yeah, normal sounds good.

I'm looking forward to normal.

- Me too. (Chuckles)

- Bad news.

Sebastian just cancelled my flight.

So, it looks like I'll be stuck here until tomorrow.

On the bright side, I'll be able to join you

and your family for dinner tonight after all.

Clyde: So, when Quinn was seven years old,

he managed to get the, uh, the honey jar

out of the cupboard

and spilt it all over himself. (Tim and Jack chuckle)

So, when I walked back into the kitchen,

He was literally stuck to the floor.

And from there on in,

he's been known as "Quinny the Pooh".

All: (Laughing) - Quinny the Pooh.

- Well, that's not exactly a true story though, is it?

- (Sighs) Well, what do you, what do you mean?

- Well, I was four, not seven.

And you didn't find me, the nanny did.

(Fire crackles)

You came up with the nickname though.

That was all you. Lyndy: Mommy!

- Well, speaking of four-year-olds,

I should make sure that mine is actually brushing her teeth.

- I have a book report to finish.

It was nice to meet you.

- Yeah, well, nice to meet you as well.

Um, Amy, just in case I don't see you tomorrow,

there's all my information.

As soon as you have an answer, please give me call.

- Answer to what?

- Um, well, I've offered Amy a job at Magnolia Glades.

- Well, are you seriously considering it?

- I think that maybe we should talk about this tomorrow.

- Wait, you offered Amy a job without talking to me first?

- I thought you didn't wanna be bothered

with anything business related.

Hey, you made that pretty clear earlier today.

- Well, I think... (sighs)

I'm gonna make a pot of coffee.

- Yeah. I'll check on dessert.

(Fire crackles, awkward silence)

What is taking so long?

- Lou is obsessing. - I am not obsessing.

I just, if I had known Clyde was staying for dinner,

I would've planned something better than pizza.

At least the dessert should look nice.

- The pizza was fine. - Really?

Because I looked up those bottles of wine Clyde brought

and they were $300 dollars each.

- Oh, well, I thought they paired very nicely

with the pineapple and ham.

- They most certainly did. - Okay, can I just--

Could you give me a hand with that, please?

- Coffee's almost done. - Uh, could you...?

I will bring it out when it's ready.

- Thank you.

- I think I'm gonna call it a night.

Clyde, it was a pleasure to meet you.

- Ah. Great to meet you as well, Tim.

- Don't forget about that "thing" we talked about, huh?

- Oh, yeah. Yeah, I'm on it.

- Brownie? - Oh... thank you.

Y-You know what? It's getting late

and I really should look for a hotel.

Do you guys have any recommendations

here in Hudson? - Well, there's a motel,

but it's probably a little more rustic

than what you're used to. I would off you a spot

at the Dude Ranch if we weren't full.

- You could stay in the loft.

- I-I wouldn't dream of kicking you out of your place.

- No, you can take the attic. I'll sleep on the sofa.

- No, no, you stay in the attic.

I've got a better idea.

(Bed thumps, Quinn sighs)

(Pillow thumps)

- Well, this is cozy, huh? (Watch thunks)

Come on, what's the matter, Quinny the Pooh?

- Don't call me that. I'm not a kid anymore.

- You're not still mad at me

for offering Amy a job, are you?

- You should've talked to me first.

- (Laughs) Well, believe me,

I would like to talk to you about every aspect

of the business. Why do you think I came here?

Come on, I rescheduled the meeting in Vancouver

to tomorrow. Come with me.

Hey, I need you there as my partner.

- I already told you, I can't.

- Quinn, you are forcing me

to make a difficult decision.

- And what's that supposed to mean?

- It means, unless you start contributing to this company,

I will be forced to bring in a partner to replace you.

It means that you will no longer

have a future stake in this company,

financial or otherwise.

- Are you threatening to cut me out?

- You leave me no other choice!

And if coaching professionally is what you really wanna do,

then you will pay for using the facilities

at Magnolia Glades just like every other customer.

What? Well, you said it yourself,

you're not a kid anymore, right?

It's time for you to grow up.

♪♪♪

(Wine glass thunks)

- So, earlier tonight, (Wine pours)

Tim said something to you about a "thing."

- Yes, the "thing."

- So... are you...

are you gonna tell me your little secret

or are you gonna make me guess?

- Tim is hoping to surprise Jessica with a gift.

- Is that so? - Mm-hmm.

He wants to set up a dark room for her...

in the root cellar,

but only if it's okay with you.

- Well, can't he ask me that himself?

- Well, he knows that the root cellar

has significance for you, and he didn't want you

to just say no without really considering it.

- I scare him that much, do I? - Mm-hmm.

- (Chuckles)

- I have never seen him work this hard to impress a woman.

The polo match and now this dark room?

I think it's really sweet.

- Well, it certainly explains

why he's been so annoyingly happy lately.

- (Chuckles) - So you'll think about it,

hmm?

- Yeah, I'll think about it. - Okay.

Cheers.

(Glasses clink) - (Chuckles)

- You're okay with a smaller wedding, right?

I mean, I know you said you were.

I just wanna make sure we're on the same page.

- Yes. Yes, of course we are.

Yeah, I'm glad we're talking about these things.

It actually made me think of a few other things

we should be talking about.

- Oh yeah?

Like what kinds of things?

- Well, like uh... (Bed creaks)

kids, for example.

- (Chuckles softly)

I thought we already did talk about that.

- Well, I know we decided that

it wasn't in the cards for us, but...

I'm starting to think like I might feel differently.

- So you wanna have kids?

- Well, not right now.

But it'd be nice to know it was an option in the future.

(Blankets rustle, Lou grunts)

Lou...?

(Chair slides)

What're you thinking?

- I'm thinking that I already have two beautiful daughters

that love you very much.

- I know, but they already have a father,

and he's a good one, that's still in their lives.

Don't get me wrong, I mean, I...

I'll still be there for them as much as I can, but...

it's never gonna be the same as what they share with Peter.

- Okay. I hear you, I do,

and I understand what you're saying, but...

you also need to understand that...

having kids is a chapter of my life

that I figured was closed.

I'm not opposed to it, I'm just really,

truly uncertain.

- Yeah, you know, that makes sense.

- (Sighs)

(Blankets rustle)

- Is this a deal breaker?

- What, what do you mean?

- If, If I don't wanna have anymore kids,

do you still wanna get married?

- Lou, yes, yes, yes. Of course I do.

- Okay. Good.

(Kissing)

(Sighs) It's late.

- Yeah.

(Blankets rustle, light switch clicks)

- Good night.

(Sighs)

- Good night.

(Birds chirp)

(Hammering thuds)

(Tim grunts)

- So, I cleared out a space in the root cellar.

You can go ahead, I guess.

- Well, thanks.

It's really good of you.

You know, I wasn't expecting you to say yes.

I figured I'd get a no, but...

but it's because I know that that cellar reminds you

so much of your-- - My sister, yeah.

Every home has a ghost or two. (Pliers snip)

You know, part of me wants to keep everything the same and...

in a way, so I can honour that, you know, but...

Agh!

New ideas and new potentials,

and new relationships, that's important too.

- Well, it means a lot.

(Birds chirp)

- And next time, you don't have to go through Lisa.

- (Laughs)

I know, but... you gotta admit,

she seems to bring out your generous side.

- (Chuckles) Yeah, I suppose she does.

It would seem that Jessica brings out your generous side.

- You got that right.

All: Bye! Girl: Bye!

- Well, they seem like a great family.

I think Mickey would be really happy with them.

- I disagree. - Why?

(Engine starts) - I can tell that the daughter

has a lot of unresolved issues with her mother.

(SUV rumbles away) And, in a year or two,

it's going to lead to a serious phase of rebellion.

That would make a very hostile home environment.

Mickey definitely wouldn't be happy there.

- Really? I didn't get that at all.

They seemed totally normal.

- It's the normal ones you have to watch.

(Hooves thud, Amy sighs)

(Door bangs shut) - Quinn?

Hey!

You don't look like you're ready for practice.

- No.

I'm flying out with my Dad in a few hours.

- So, you're going to the meeting after all.

- Yeah.

My Dad is uh... very persuasive.

- It's okay. We can just pick up

where we left off when you get back.

- No, you don't understand, Georgie. This...

this won't be the last meeting. I know my Dad.

If it's not a meeting with the investors,

it's with the board, or the lawyers, or the bank.

There's always gonna be another meeting

and it's always gonna take priority

over everything else.

- Okay. So what are you saying?

- I'm saying you should probably find yourself

a new coach.

(Birds chirp) - Ungh.

- So this is where you've been hiding.

- (Laughs) Yeah, you caught me.

Well, it's supposed to be a surprise

for Katie's birthday, so...

- Oh, she's gonna love it. That's such a good idea.

- Well, I can't take the credit.

It was Mitch who thought of it.

- What can I do to help?

- Well, you can start putting bulbs in those lights.

Mitch wants to hang 'em up around the rink.

- Yeah.

(Birds chirp, lights rattle)

- So...

Florida.

That sorta came out of left field, huh?

- Yeah.

- Selfishly, I hope you don't go.

But I understand that... (Scraping)

Quinn's Dad did offer you a pretty big opportunity.

- You know, I'm probably a fool to even consider it.

I can't imagine taking Lyndy so far away from everyone.

- She'd be with you; that's all that really matters.

But I will tell you one thing:

there aren't very many outdoor skating rinks in Florida.

- You're probably right about that.

Both: (Laughing)

- It sucks that you have to move away.

- Yeah. I wish I didn't have to go.

- Me too.

It's gonna be real quiet around here without you.

- So, good news! I just got off the phone with a Dad

who wants to buy Mickey for his daughter.

- What's her name? - Uh, Jackie.

- Last name? - Pearson, I think.

(Typing taps)

- Nope. No way.

There's no way she's going anywhere near Mickey.

- Why? What's wrong? - Look.

- Uh... I don't get it. She seems great.

- What's that right there?

- A water bottle?

- A plastic water bottle. - So?

- So, Jackie obviously has no problem

adding to the 8 million metric tons of plastic waste

dumped into the ocean every year.

Talk about a red flag.

- Parker, you and I are getting Mickey tacked up

and we're gonna go for a trail ride.

And I don't want any excuses.

- (Sighs)

(Birds chirp)

Tim: Okay, keep your eyes closed.

Jessica: Okay, okay.

- (Chuckles) Don't worry, - Ahhh...

- I got ya.

Right about there.

You ready? - Yeah.

What do you think?

- You did all this for me? - Yeah.

I wanted you to have a place so that you could work

undisturbed.

Any time you want, it's all yours.

♪♪♪

- I can't do this, Tim. I'm sorry.

(Footsteps thunk up the stairs)

(Engine rumbles)

- All right, we'll head to the club as soon as we land.

Then we'll have a little lunch, play a round of golf.

Today, we keep it pretty social.

Tomorrow, we talk dollars and cents to these guys.

- Stop the car!

- What're... what're you doing?

What? What is it? What's wrong? (Seatbelt clicks)

- This is not what I want.

(Door clicks open) - Whoa! Quinn, what're you--

Quinn, where are you going?! (Door bangs shut)

(Sighs heavily, seatbelt clicks)

Hey, Quinn, (Door bangs shut)

come on, you're being ridiculous, okay?

Just get back in the car! - You said you needed

a partner, but that's not what I am, right?

I'm just your glorified assistant.

- What're you talking about?

- You expect me to do exactly as you say.

And when I don't, you just threaten to cut me out.

You have all the power, Dad. I have none.

Partnerships are supposed to be equal.

- Partnerships have to be earned.

- You're right,

and that's exactly what I'm gonna do.

- What... what, by running away?

- By proving to you that I'm invested in Magnolia Glades

just as much as you are.

I bring something to the table that nobody else can.

- And what is that exactly?

- Coaching.

I'm taking Georgie all the way to the Olympics.

And if you don't see the business potential

of having an Olympic jumper associated with your stables,

then... you're not half the wheeler and dealer

you pretend to be.

- This, this is crazy. Just get back in the car.

- No. I'm staying.

- I meant what I said about cutting you out.

- Then do what you gotta do, Dad!

'Cause, you know,

when you first drove into the ranch yesterday,

just for a second there, I thought

you were actually there to meet Georgie's family.

But you had an agenda. You always do.

Maybe one day you come back to Heartland,

not as the CEO of Magnolia Glades,

just come back as my Dad.

♪♪♪

(Tack jingles lightly)

♪♪♪

(Phoenix blows out his breath)

(Wire creaks)

(Phoenix grunts)

- Now, what did I say

about riding Phoenix outside before a show?

(Heavy thump)

- Well, my coach told me not to,

but he quit this morning, so...

- Yeah, about that.

I was kinda hoping you'd take me back.

- Depends.

You gonna tell me what's going on with you?

- My Dad threatened to cut me out of the business,

and I panicked.

I figured I'd better listen to him

or face an uncertain future.

- So why aren't you on your way to Vancouver right now?

- Because I realized I'd rather face an uncertain future

than get controlled by my Dad for the rest of my life.

- Your future's not uncertain, Quinn.

You're a great coach. You just need to believe it.

- You're right.

- It's a long road to the Olympics,

and there's no one else I'd rather have

by my side than you. But I'm not asking you

to give up your relationship with your Dad to do it.

- I know you're not.

This is not about me giving up anything.

This is about me standing on my own two feet for a change.

So what do you say we go kick butt this weekend at the show,

and get you one step closer to your dream?

- I say, yes, Coach. - (Snorts softly)

(Kissing)

(Hooves thud)

(Shadow and Mickey grunt)

- So...

what do you think of your first trail ride so far?

- It's... amazing actually. - (Laughs)

- Better than I could have ever imagined.

- Well, I'm glad.

'Cause there's something I'm hoping

that you can help me figure out.

You see, you're really good at analyzing people, right?

- I'm not a qualified professional,

but I've picked up a few things from my parents over the years.

- Okay, good. ' Cause I have this client

and she asked me to find a home for her horse.

So, I made some calls and I found two really great homes,

but for some reason, this client of mine keeps--

- You can stop right there, Amy.

I get what you're doing here.

- Well?

- I'd say that she doesn't wanna sell her horse,

and it could possibly go even deeper than that.

- Okay. What do you mean?

- I think that maybe she doesn't...

want to move back to Toronto,

and she wants to stay in Hudson with her Dad.

- Parker, if that's true,

why don't you tell your parents?

- Because it would hurt my Mom's feelings.

She'd be all by herself.

I couldn't do that to her.

- The only thing your Mom wants is for you to be happy.

You just need to tell them how you're feeling.

And you might not get what you want,

but your Mom needs to know the truth.

It's gonna be okay.

- You would make a pretty good therapist.

- (Chuckles) Well, thank you,

but I think I'd rather stick to horses.

♪♪♪

(Clothing rustle)

- Hey.

(Toiletry bags rattle)

What's going on?

- I have to go.

(Zipper zips) - Now?

- Yeah.

Right now.

I'm sorry.

(Door clicks shut, luggage thuds)

- What, you really hated the dark room that much?

- No, it's the opposite. I loved it.

I think it's the nicest thing

that anyone has ever done for me.

(Trunk clicks shut)

- You've got a funny way of showing it.

- Tim, I'm just...

I'm getting way too comfortable here.

Right? I can see myself using that dark room every day,

and that's the problem. I told you...

I told you that I was doing things one day at a time,

and now those days have turned into weeks and uh...

th-that's not what this trip was supposed to be about.

- I thought we had a good thing.

- We did.

(Emotional) And now it's over.

Goodbye, Tim.

(Door bangs shut)

- (Sighs heavily)

(Light clicks on)

♪♪♪

(Photo rustles)

♪♪♪

♪♪♪

- So I know I said no birthday gifts until after dinner,

but there's one that we thought you could have now.

(Gift thumps, drumroll taps) - Thank you!

(Ribbon rustles)

(Box rustles)

(Tissue paper crinkles)

- Hockey skates?! These are awesome!

- Well, why don't you try 'em on

and we can take 'em for a test drive?

- Where?

- 'Kay, a couple more steps. (Laughs)

- Thank you! I love it!

- This was all Mitch.

- Well, I had a lot of help from your GG.

Oh...

Happy birthday, Kiddo.

(Light back pats)

(Birds chirp)

(Skates scrape, indistinct chatter)

- Come on, Katie!

(Skates scrape)

- Go, Lyndy, go! - Come on!

Come on! - Go, go, go, go, go!

Come on, Lyndy!

(Skates scrape)

- Okay, I'm dying to know.

What did Jessica think of the dark room?

- Uh, well, let's just say

the next time I have a bright idea for a grand gesture,

talk me out of it.

- Oh...

- All right, Lyndy, let's see it.

Good job! (Laughs)

- Guess what, Amy!

- What, Parker?

- I took your advice and I told my Mom

how I feel about moving.

- And what did she say?

- She said that I can stay 'til the end of the school year,

and then we'd figure out the rest later.

- That is great news! - I know.

This town really needs me.

Someone has to keep Mayor Fleming in check.

- (Laughs)

- Katie, skate to me!

- Whoa! - Come on!

(Laughs) Ready? - It's so cool.

- Whoa! - Whooooooaaa...

- Look up at me.

- I think you should know I emailed Clyde my response.

- And...?

- It was a very compelling offer,

but I can't accept.

- I'm not gonna lie, I am so relieved!

I would've supported you, either way.

- I know you would've.

- Why didn't you take it?

- Because this is where I want Lyndy to grow up.

Yes, this skating rink will melt away in a few months,

but the memories she has here will last a lifetime.

And I don't want her to miss out on a single one of them.

- Mommy, come skate with me! - Of course.

- (Chuckles)

♪ Take your time, darlin' ♪

♪ Take mine too ♪

- Right here! (Taps stick)

Oh, so good! (Laughs)

- (Indistinct comment) - Me too.

Oh, look it! - What?

- It's your Dad. - Oh.

♪♪♪

- Hey.

You know, I saw the, the lights. I...

I thought maybe you might have room for one more.

- 'Course we do.

- What about your meeting?

- Well, change of plans.

I thought I could spend more time with you and...

and Georgie's family,

uh, if you'll have me.

- Yeah.

Come on, it's warmer by the fire.

♪ Take your time, darlin' ♪

♪ Take mine too ♪

♪ I don't need it if...♪

♪ I got you ♪

Mitch: In and out!

- My Dad's here. - How lovely!

♪ 'Cause I'm already home ♪

(Hockey stick clacks) - Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh!

♪ As long as you're with me ♪ - Oh! (Laughing)

I got it! I got it!

♪ I'm already home ♪

- And Katie's alone in front of the net!

(Puck clunks, everyone cheers)

♪ Already home ♪

♪♪♪

♪♪♪

♪♪♪