All language subtitles for When Calls the Heart 8x02 - Honestly, Elizabeth (English)

- Previously on When Calls the Heart...
- Oh, my goodness.

Hello.

Elizabeth, I've been
thinking a lot about you.

Aren't you happy to see me?

Of course, yes.

Welcome home.

What's it gonna be?

It's already a barbershop.

It's my barbershop.

I'm going to see Judge
Avery about your adoption.

Is it something that you could do?

I'm not in the oil business anymore.

Love isn't just a feeling or an emotion,

it's a choice.

So you haven't made a decision?

I'd like you all to meet my mother.

Helen Bouchard.

I'm not normally given to worry.

I contemplate life with
a fairly even disposition,

charting a course and holding to it.

But as would a sailor facing
a sudden squall upon the ocean,

with the unexpected
arrival of Lucas's mother,

it's wise to batten down the hatches.

Who is that, Jack?

Is that your daddy?

Yeah.

Yeah.

Your very handsome daddy.

Yeah.

He was so brave and funny and smart.

And lots of other good things, too.

Just like you'll be.

Just like you are.

Mother?

Yes? Come in.

Are you sure that I can't
get you anything to eat?

Thank you. I'm not hungry.

Well, is there anything
that I can do for...

Lucas, I am sorry but for some reason

this trip has just taken it out of me.

I just need to stay in and rest.

Of course.

Call if you need me.

When would you like to meet
with Elizabeth Thornton?

I'm really not up to it right now.

Hello.

Mr. Coulter. I'm with the railway.

I have a delivery for you.

Fantastic! Yes!

- Hey, Lee?
- Hey, young man.

That north slope will be
a muddy mess if it rains.

Yeah, I guess you're right.

Maybe we survey it some other day.

Oh, hey, let me give
you a hand with that.

Oh, thank you very much.

Many hands make light work, right?

Oh, yes, they do. Ready?

Hi, Jesse.

Uh, Lee, your breakfast is ready.

Uh, kinda busy, sweetheart.

Those bacon and eggs smell pretty good.

I'll make Lee some more.

- It'll just be cold by the time Lee's finished, anyway.
- Thank you.

Oh! What did you get?

Oh, this is one of the crates
we sent home from our trip.

All the way from South America.

Oh, my goodness, it was so quick!

All the way from South...

Ow! Ow!

- Jesse, Jesse, take the box! Take it! Take it!
- Aaargh!!!

Lee! Lee!! What's wrong?

Oh, my back! I can't move!

Call Carson! Call Carson!

Call Carson!

- Call Carson! Call Carson!
- Oh, no. Lee.

Where are you all headed?

Me, I'm just doing my rounds.

Like Mountie Grant.

Well, I don't have a horse, of course.

Of course.

So I can't cover as much ground.

But Robert said we could come along.

Oh, that's very nice of Robert.

Mrs. Thornton, when
is the end of school?

Not for a while, Opal.

That's good.

Seems like that storm headed
in the other direction.

Hello.

Mountie.

Everything under control?

Yes, sir.

Robert, shouldn't we be going?

I guess.

Bye, Mrs. Thornton.

Bye-bye.

Come on.

Allie has suddenly hit that age.

When it comes to boys?

Yeah.

I might need your advice.

Oh, I'm sure you'll do just fine.

Allie and I were sorry we didn't get

to have dinner with you the other night.

How are you feeling?

Better.

Thank you.

It would have been fun, the four of us.

Yeah, well maybe we could try it again.

Well, I should probably
finish my rounds.

I guess I'll cover this way

seeing how Robert has that way covered.

Ok.

Ahhhh!

Ah.

I'll take it from here.

Alright.

Let me get you settled in

- and administer something for the pain.
- Ok, thanks.

- Thank you.
- We're ready.

- Feel better, Lee.
- Ah, yeah.

Thank you, Jesse, for all your help,

and thank you, sir.

I'll be praying for your husband.

I'm sorry, what was that?

I'll be praying for your husband.

Thank you.

I... I'm sorry, I
didn't catch your name.

Oh, it's Joseph.

Joseph.

Thanks again.

Fiona, here. Let me.

I'm too stubborn to ask for help.

Yeah, I can be that way sometimes.

You know, Mr. Weaver
misspelled "nickel".

It's not his shop anymore.

Nickel, isn't that k-e-l?

It's a play on words.

Mr. Nichols was my boss
at the phone company.

- Ah.
- Well, who's Mr. Dimes?

I am.

I mean, there is no
Dimes, or Nichols, really.

Except for the dimes and
nickels a haircut costs.

It's cute.

What's cute?

Oh, I haven't said
anything to Jesse yet.

When Mr. Nichols fired
me from the phone company

he told me I was just a
small cog in a big wheel.

And since Mr. Nichols belittled you,

by putting his name on the sign

you're saying I can be a big wheel, too.

Huh! That is cute.

It's my own little inside joke.

And a reminder to always treat people

with respect and kindness.

Mmm.

You know, nickel isn't
spelled that way, right?

- What?
- It doesn't matter.

What matters is I am the new barber.

A woman.

Cutting hair.

Why not?

Uh...

Who wants to be my first customer?

- I gotta...
- I just had a cut recently.

Come on, now.

? When peace like a river
attendeth my soul... ?

What do you think I
might have done, Doc?

Did you feel anything pop?

No.

Anything tear?

I don't think so.

Those are good signs.

I'm gonna have to slide
my hand under your back

just to feel if your
spine's out of alignment.

Let us know if you feel any pain.

Oh trust me, I will.

I wanna try to avoid any
chiropractics or physiotherapy...

What?

At least until some of
this swelling goes down.

Chiropractics or physiotherapy?
What are those things?

Massage and manipulation of the back.

Doctors in Chicago are making
great strides with both.

I love Chicago. There's a theatre...

Oh, ow, ow, ow, ow, ow!

That sounds very serious.

I'm not gonna be able to do an
assessment on this metal gurney.

We're gonna have to move him.

Uh, Molly, we need to
move Lee onto the bed.

We'll need your help.

Oh boy.

Just get into position.

- Ok, ready?
- Ready.

Lift with your legs.

Ayeeee!

It's not that I think legally
adopting Allie is a bad idea,

she's been in your custody, what...

Just over six years.

Yeah.

But if you start proceedings,

court filings, public
notices in newspapers,

you could really stir things up.

Don't forget Allie's
father tracked you down

from an article in a newspaper.

Which is why I'd like to get
this done while he's in jail.

Alright.

Shall we discuss my fee?

Whatever you think is fair, Bill.

Just make sure that this
adoption is iron clad, ok?

I need to get some information from you.

What's Allie's mother's full name?

Colleen Mayes Grant.

And Allie's full name?

Allison Mayes Parks.

Where did you get that money
Allie's father was trying to extort?

From Lucas.

You asked Lucas?

You do love your niece.

Bill, who owns this land right here?

I do.

I was thinking of building
a cabin there, but...

Would you consider selling it?

How much of that money
did you give back to Lucas?

Got a minute?

Lee hurt his back this morning

so I was just heading to the infirmary.

I hadn't heard.

I'll make this quick.

Would you... would you consider
stopping by to visit my mother?

She has not left her hotel
room since she arrived.

I'm hoping she'll open up to you.

Why me?

You're easy to talk to.

Alright.

But Lucas, even just meeting her,

I found her a bit intimidating.

Well, don't worry.

Her bark is much worse than her bite.

Oh, so she does bite.

What I was afraid of.

- Thank you.
- You're welcome.

Rosemary!

- Oh.
- How is he?

Well, they think it's
just a simple sprain.

He's resting.

I'll be able to take
him home this afternoon.

Is there anything I can do to help?

I wish there were, but no.

Oh, muffin?

No, thank you.

I'm going to see Helen Bouchard
so I come bearing gifts.

Ah, the old saying.

The way to an editor's heart.

I'm not quite sure that's how that goes.

It is.

Alright.

Mrs. Bouchard?

It's Elizabeth Thornton.

Are you awake?

Enter.

Am I awake?

My goodness, I've been awake all night.

The saloon can be rather noisy.

It's the quiet I can't stand.

Would you care for a muffin?

Alright.

Um... well then, Mrs. Bouchard.

Helen.

When would you like to begin
discussing the edits on my book?

Manuscript.

You're a talented writer

but you are undisciplined, of course.

I know I was late sending
you my first draft.

But that's only because

I decided not to let my
writing interfere with my life.

Oh, well, perhaps then
my trip was for nothing.

- Mrs. Bouchard...
- Helen.

I want you to know I
appreciate everything

that you and Lucas
have done on my behalf.

My writing is very important to me.

I take it seriously.

But I came to Hope Valley
to be a school teacher.

Well, then should you
wish to demonstrate

just a teensy weensy bit of dedication

to the craft of writing,

perhaps then you'll be
amenable to speaking.

Say, tomorrow morning?

I look forward to it.

Good day, Elizabeth.

Good day.

Helen.

Ooh.

Weren't we meeting in the saloon?

Ah, didn't much feel like breakfast.

I'd like you to reconsider our
partnership in the oil business.

That's the last thing I
expected you wanted to discuss.

I don't know that you're
doing any better without me

than you were with me.

Perhaps.

But what would make me think

that anything would be
different between us?

Well, you could stay out of my way.

I like you, Henry.

I don't know why, but I do.

No thank you to your offer.

Look, the oil business is a
relentless cutthroat thing.

You know that by now.

I'm willing to get my hands dirty.

Meaning?

Meaning whatever you want it to mean.

But I think you understand.

So here is my proposal.

I will double your crude
output in the next year

or I will walk away.

And what happens if you
do double production?

Then I become majority
owner at 60 percent

and you let me handle
it how I would like.

Why the change of heart?

I have my reasons.

Think on it.

Excuse me, sir.

My truck, it ran out of
gas just outside of town.

Oh no. What can I do for you?

Well, I was hoping you
could help me locate someone

- to open the gas station.
- Hickam.

Don't tell me you're backing out.

I never renege on a bet.

But this gentleman needs help.

Well, I'll help him.

You go on.

Uh, Jesse Flynn.

Joseph Canfield.

A pleasure.

Hey, Fiona.

Do you have time for a trim?

I think I can squeeze you in.

I... I shouldn't have run off.

You came back and I appreciate that.

Well, it was the right thing to do.

And you must have had a bet with Jesse.

How'd you know?

I have three brothers.

I love Sergeant.

Oh, maybe someday you can ride him.

I could ride him.

That's a big horse, Robert.

He's not that big.

I've ridden bigger.

Well, we can start by patting him

and then we can take him for a walk.

And maybe later I'll ride him.

Mountie Jack used to
run him all the time,

he can get restless.

Don't be shy.

Yes?

Just checking.

Miss Thornton stopped by.

She did?

So that's a surprise to you?

You two have made
arrangements to get together?

Tomorrow.

I believe between her writing

and how she presents herself
I'm going to like Miss Thornton.

She does have that effect on people.

Nichols and Dimes.

It is funny.

I know my sense of humour is
an acquired taste, it's alright.

Head down.

So why a barbershop?

And not a beauty shop?

I suppose I'll be hearing that a lot,

might as well get used to it.

To begin with, Mr. Weaver,
who's renting to me,

he already has lots of customers.

Although they sure don't
seem to be streaming in here.

Chin up.

And men's hair is
- it's easy to cut.

One, two, three, and
you hand them their hat.

Hmph.

Now, a shave, that's different.

Hey, would you like a shave?

No!

Oh, no!

Mike! Are you alright?

Not to worry, Fiona. I'm fine.

- Just starting to feel woozy.
- Mike?

Lucas! Don't pass out. Don't pass out.

- Hi.
- Hi.

Mike!

With a few days' rest Lee
should be feeling much better.

Oh, good to hear.

Carson!

My ear.

Is it still there?

Yeah, it's there.

Come on in. I'll fix you up.

I was cutting his hair
and he turned his head.

I...

Cutting his hair?

Yeah, I'm the new barber.

Oh.

I better check on Mike.

Hmm.

Rosemary.

Hello, everyone.

Oh, my goodness, Opal.

Well, it looks like a
very good ice cream cone.

- Opal?
- Uh-huh.

Oh!

Let me find you something
to clean off your face.

Oh, goodness.

She does seem special.

She is.

I take it Elizabeth is the
reason you decided to settle here.

You have to admit,

it's not like you to stay
in one place too long.

Yes.

And Elizabeth is the reason.

And there's the gentleman

that was with Elizabeth when I arrived.

Constable Grant.

I assume you and the Constable

are vying for Miss Thornton's hand.

You are just teeming
with insights today.

Shall we?

- Hi.
- Hi.

Where are you heading?

Uh, just up to Bill's land.

Well, you must be
taking it quite seriously

if you're riding off so suddenly.

Well, he's got another potential buyer

so I'd like to see it as soon as I can.

I think it's time that I settle down.

Nathan?

Yeah?

When you're back from your trip
perhaps we could get together?

Yeah, alright.

I have to get a few more
things for the trip, so...

Of course.

Robert! Stop!!

Help!!!

Elizabeth! It's Robert.
I couldn't stop him!

Robert! Slow down!

Oh!

- Grab on your reigns!
- Ah!

Sergeant stop!

Robert!

Alright, give her a shot.

- Look at that! Hey!
- There you go!

Jesse, thank you. Thank you so much.

Yeah, it's my pleasure.

Whoah!!!!

Robert!

I'm sorry, Mrs. Thornton!

Really, really sorry!

I'm sure that you are.

I'm just... I've never ridden before

and I wanted to sit up on the saddle,

and then I just kicked him like this...

No, no, no! No more kicking.

We'll discuss this when
we get back to town.

At least you don't have to
take Sergeant for a ride later.

Lively little town you have here.

Yeah, we try.

One more step.

Ahhhh! Ow, ow, ow!

Lee, are you in actual pain?

No. No, no, no, no, no. I'm fine.

- Just a... just a little stiff...
- Alright.

Oh, slow, slow, slow, slow, slow.

I'm going slowly.

Slower, please.

Ok, there we go. Almost there.

Can I sit now? Can I sit now?

Not quite.

- Hold on.
- Yeah.

Now.

Oh! Ah.

Oh, there we go. That wasn't so bad.

Oh, no. Not bad at all.
Quite pleasant, in fact.

Here you are.

I need to go next
door and see Elizabeth.

She's got her first meeting
with Lucas's mother this morning.

Oh, did you... did you remember
the sugar for the coffee?

Ugh. Nope.

Ow!

Aaah!

I still can't get over
what you did yesterday,

giving chase after Robert.

I was afraid for him.

You are so brave.

I don't know about that.

I'm certainly not
feeling very brave now,

going to see Lucas's mother.

Elizabeth, you are a wonderful writer.

You just stand your ground.

Or, be like Robert
and just hold on tight.

How's Lee feeling this morning?

Sore.

But better, thankfully.

I think we may need another
holiday after all of this.

One in which he just lays on the beach.

I see the puppy.

Oh, you are a cutie-patootie.

Yes, you are. You know it.

Puppy go.

Puppy's going night-night?

Puppy's going sleepy?

Oh...

Sometimes at night, when
the windows are open,

little Jack's laughter drifts
next door and Lee and I...

Well...

We smile.

You should go.

I don't want you getting
scolded for being late. Hmm?

I don't know where Laura is.

Well, I'll stay until she gets here.

You really should head off, though.

- Thank you.
- Shoo, mama.

Goodbye, my little man.

Bye-bye, mama.

Shoo!

Alright.

Let's play peek-a-boo with the doggie.

Where's the dog?

You found him.

Walking, walking, walking.

Excuse me.

Out of gas?

No, that was yesterday, when
I noticed this for sale sign.

Yeah, it's been up there for a while.

Not a lot of cars in Hope Valley.

Well, that's bound to change.

Sooner than we know, or like.

Hi, I'm Bill Avery.

Joseph Canfield.

Joseph.

I was here yesterday making a delivery

and I liked it so much I
decided to have another look.

I understand.

The older I get the more I
come to appreciate Hope Valley.

My daddy says the same kind of thing.

That's a pretty little
church you have here.

My family and I should
come through some Sunday.

You may want to wait on that.

At the moment we don't have a pastor.

You ran him off?

Well, we must have done something.

No, he left to become a missionary.

Oh.

Well, Bill, I'm looking to settle down.

From what I see, I'd like it to be here.

Well, I might know
of some land for sale.

It's a bit out of the way.

Off the beaten path is good.

I know how to use my hands
but I'm not looking to build.

Well, you have met the right man.

Or the right man who can... who
can take you to the right man.

Would you describe
this character as dour?

I always pronounced it dour.

Oh, for the love of...

At this rate, your manuscript
is never gonna be published.

I'm sorry, Helen, I'm just
not used to writing this way.

Shall we come back to this note?

Please.

Page two.

That's progress.

Any particular reason you're selling?

Well, I just haven't spent
too much time here as of late,

and I have another home in town.

Mmm. Well, it's awful pretty.

And peaceful.

I'm sure Minnie would agree.

- My wife.
- Ah.

We have two children, a boy and a girl.

And that boy, well, he likes
a lot of room to run and play.

Well, I think you'll find, too,

it's close enough to town
if you do need anything.

Hmm.

Yeah, it's... it's not far at all...

Bill, if you bust it you buy it.

Well, that ain't nothing.

Besides, I'll most likely do a
good deal of work on the place.

You know, make it our own.

I'm just not that handy myself.

Well, it does look as though

you've taken good care of things.

Mr. Gowen, we have ourselves a deal.

Call me Henry.

- That's great.
- Alright.

Well, congratulations, Joseph.

Welcome to Hope Valley.

Thank you, Bill.

How are things going?

I cleaned all the stalls and
I stacked all the bales of hay.

You gave people quite
a scare, young man.

I gave myself quite a scare.

But I learned my lesson.

I'm sure you have.

- Is he done yet?
- Ok. now.

We waited for you.

Hey.

You need to have a bath.

Oh, what a good suggestion
you made to get outside

and get some fresh air.

I don't know anyone

who enjoys keeping their
nose in a book all the time.

As an editor I have found that authors

sometimes feign indifference
to the characters they create,

or they protest that they're merely
fabrications outside themselves.

I see how honest you are,
and not just in your writing.

You're honest with
yourself and with others.

I don't know any other way to be.

Most people, they're
uncomfortable or afraid

and as a result they wind up hiding

behind a character that
they've created for themselves.

I'm like that, Elizabeth.

I've come here to see Lucas
and to see you, of course,

but if I'm being completely honest

I've come because my husband...

He left me.

Mrs. Bouchard.

Helen.

Would you like to sit and talk?

Well, there's really nothing to say.

What's the point?

It's not gonna change anything.

May I ask where Lucas's father is now?

London.

Or at least that's where he
was when I travelled back home.

Afternoon.

Lucas doesn't know.

I trust you'll maintain my confidence?

Should I assume that
you're done editing?

Yes, we are for the day.

And the word is "finished", not "done".

Shall I send you a copy of
Sanderson's Manual of Good English?

The travails of being raised
by a lover of language.

Who instilled in you a
passion for literature.

True.

And you're a good influence, as well.

My mother typically works late.

Perhaps we could all get dinner?

I'm afraid I won't be able.

Oh. Well, uh... another night.

Well, I would enjoy that.

Yes.

I hope you both have a nice evening.

- Hi, Mrs. Thornton.
- Hello.

Hi.

Laura, where's Jack?

Mrs. Coulter said she wanted
to keep Jack with her today.

I see. Thank you.

Say hi to Jack for us.

I will.

- Bye.
- Bye, Mrs. Thornton.

Bye, Timmy.

Lucas, may I ask for
your help with something?

- One more block.
- There you go.

- You did it!
- Good job.

Oh!

Oh, who's that at the door?

Who is that?

- Who's there?
- Is Mommy here? Let's see.

Whoops!

I hear Jack's been with you all day.

He has.

- Mummy.
- Hello.

And we have had a ball.

We have.

Have you just loved being

with Aunty Rosie and
Uncle Lee all to yourself?

How are you feeling?

Uh, a little bit better.

Good.

Well, because you both have
always been there for us,

and since it seems like you
could use another vacation,

we thought you might like...

- What is this about?
- I have no idea.

Oh!

A night in the Hawaiian islands.

Hawaii?

- Oh my goodness.
- Wow.

We'll start with a little
light fare, nothing heavy.

And then a perfectly
paired bottle of wine,

and finally, music to set the mood.

Wow.

The flowers are so fragrant.

I know, I can smell them from here.

Jack, were you in on this? Did you know?

With that we say "aloha".

Come along.

Thank you.

Well, since there's music...

Oh, Lee, your back.

Mrs. Coulter. May I have this dance?

Absolutely.

Just, slowly.

I always wanted to go to Hawaii.

I love you.

I love you.

? ... Lulu, she's from Honolulu
and she's waiting there... ?

Ned, is there any mail by any chance?

As a matter of fact, Henry...

Here you are.

Oh, uh, Ned...

I know, it's... it's been returned.

Did you open it?

Henry, of... of course not.

Ned would never do that.

I uh, I forgot to take care
of something in the back.

Goodnight, Florence.

Goodnight.

Ned was mortified.

And you have no idea
who opened his letter?

Probably the person whom Henry sent it.

You're staring.

I'm sorry, I'm curious.

And a bit bad tempered.
You're probably hungry.

I am, let's eat.

Molly, come back.

Hello, Bill.

Hello, Molly.

You know, I was just
talking with Florence

about the other day

when you were cooking chilli
over in the cafe and I...

Oh, my goodness. I'm being rude.

Molly Sullivan.

Helen Bouchard. Lucas's mother.

Oh. Oh.

Well, may I say you
certainly have a lovely son.

I'm quite fond of him.

Don't let me interrupt.

You seem to have a fan.

I wasn't aware.

Back so I can finish you off?

So you can finish my haircut.

Thank you, Mike.

Nichols and Dimes.

That really is funny.

Mmm-hmm.

No need to keep humouring me.

I'll be more careful this time.

Fiona, it was my fault.

How about we both take some blame?

My husband needs a haircut.

Jesse!

You said trim.

Oh.

A haircut.

Same here.

Just a trim.

I already tried that one.

Tell me, how did the meeting
go with Helen Bouchard?

Oh, I'm not altogether sure.

And I came away wondering
where did Lucas even come from?

Aside from their shared
love of literature

they really couldn't
be any more different.

Well, perhaps he's more like his father.

Let's hope not.

Oh?

I really shouldn't say.

You know how much I dislike gossip.

Does it involve you?

Yes, in a way.

Well, then it isn't gossip.

Proceed.

Helen confided in me that
Lucas's father left her.

Oh, dear.

And she's asked that I
not say anything to Lucas.

Oh, goodness. That's a
terrible position to put you in.

I agree!

Hello?

Look what else I found in the crate.

Come here.

Oh! A little cowboy.

No, a little gaucho.

Oh, well I'm glad to see that it fits.

Lee, what else was in the crate?

Um...

It's all coffee?

That's a lot of coffee.

Two hundred and fifty pounds of it.

Well, all I can say is

I hope you didn't buy cream
and sugar to go with it.

Molly, hold on a second now.
We need to talk about this.

I made a fool of myself.

No, no, just hold on a second, now.

Now, look.

I... I've been a bachelor
for a long, long time.

Just a moment.

Are you under the impression I'm
interested in you as a suitor?

Well, even Lucas's
mother said that it...

I came by your table
curious about the woman

with whom you were dining.

True, I have mentioned to
Florence it would be nice

getting to know each other
seeing as how we've lived

in the same town for years.

Oh.

Well, you see? You are interested in me.

You flatter yourself.

Why is the letter open, Ned?

Why is the letter open?

I mean, honestly, what...
what's it doing open, Ned?

Why does somebody open a letter

and then return it to the sender?

You know me better than that, Henry.

Fellas, fellas, come on.

Henry Gowen cannot come in here
and subject us to his angry tirades.

Henry!

Ah, ah, I'm fine!

I'm just a little dizzy.

I don't know what happened in there

but I can probably tell you why.

Your blood pressure is dangerous.

And it's beginning
to affect your mood...

Carson, you've told me that before, ok?

I'm trying to get it under
control for the last year.

- I'm discussing your case...
- Ok, Carson, just stop it!

You're a doctor, alright?

You... you've seen people
come into this world

and you've watched them go out.

Sometimes, just... what you do
in between just isn't enough.

Why don't you come over to my office

and tell me a little bit more
of what's going on with you?

You're not gonna stop, are you?

Not until you're better.

Alright.

Oh, my goodness.

How was your trip?

Bill's land is beautiful.

There's a... a level, clear
spot surrounded by woods.

Best of all the river's
just a short walk away

so Allie and I can go fishing.

I can totally see us living there.

Allie and me.

It sounds remarkable.

Yeah.

Nathan, I don't know where to begin.

Well... uh, here, let me...

No, no, no. Please.

I need to tell you something
that I've known for a while

but I haven't been able to say.

You mean a lot to me.

You and Allie both.

But I've sensed that you're hoping
for something more than friendship.

I wasn't trying to hide it.

And I appreciate your honesty.

But Nathan, when you were almost shot...

Elizabeth, just listen to
me for a second, please.

You want more than I can give you.

It would just hurt too much if
I lost you the way I lost Jack.

I wouldn't let that happen.

You... you can't say that to me!

You have no right to promise me that.

I would quit.

- I'd quit the Mounties.
- No!

Elizabeth.

Elizabeth!

I can't stay or it'll only
make it harder for me to leave.

Well, then don't go!

Elizabeth, look. I know you
feel the same way that I do.

I can't.

Elizabeth, I'm in love with you.

Elizabeth, I love you.

Come on. Come on.

Elizabeth!

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