Original subtitles

Previously on "Heartland"...

I figure you know about me and Lou.

I don't want to, but yeah, I do.

Sweating bullets thinking about telling you today.

Well, don't sweat bullets on my account,

save that for Tim.

Just wish Adam trusted me, but... he didn't.

Why? What do you mean?

He read my texts and now I can never trust him.

- Dude, you are burning up. - I just need some sleep.

I'll feel better when I get some rest.

(Sheep bleat)

(Grunt efforts)

What's the first thing you're gonna do when you get back?

I'm dreaming of a tall, cold brewskie

and a long, hot shower.

Oh.

(Distorted sounds)

(Tired exhale)

- Ooh. - You okay?

- Yeah-yeah, I'm fine. - You sure?

(Distorted sounds)

Argh.

Bob: Hey! Get up.

Yeah-yeah, I'm... I'm okay, man.

(Falling grunts)

(Birds chirp)

(Blankets rustle)

(Happy sigh)

(Music plays and computer beeps)

Well, look what the cat dragged in.

(Chuckles) Hey, Jack.

You're here early. What you miss it that much?

No, the winter hay for the trail horses

gets in this morning,

so I thought I'd get an early jump on these chores.

It's good to have you back. How did you like New York?

Uh, I gotta say I'm not entirely sold on the place.

Yeah? No argument here,

I don't care much for the big cities,

or traveling at all for that matter.

The only reason I do it, is Lisa.

Well, I gotta say if I had to be in New York,

it was pretty great to be there with Lou.

Tim: What?!

What were you doing in New York with Lou?

(Crow caws)

(Car rumbles up)

(Paint splatters, Horses whinny)

(Horses whinny)

(Paint splatters)

Boy: Go, go, go.

Jack: Hold it right there!

Mitch: Hey stop!

(Engine roars, tires screech)

(Boys laughing)

(Remy barks)

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And at the end of day you sank into your dream

You dreamer

Oh, oh, oh, oh

You dreamer

You dreamer

- Georgie: Come on, Remy. - Jack: Whao! Whoa!

(Remy barks)

Whoa! What's going on?

- I'm not sure. - Here.

- Where's Phoenix? - Amy: Dad!

- Amy, you stay back. - No, just let me get Spartan.

There no telling what these horses might do.

- I promise I'll be careful. - Georgie: Phoenix.

Phoenix is covered in paint, or something?

- Tim: Easy, easy, easy. - Easy, Phoenix.

Georgie, just be careful!

Phoenix!

Wait! Come back!

Jack: Phoenix!

Tim: Easy. Whoa, whoa, whoa.

(Nervous exhales)

- (Grimaces) - Oh, boy.

Fun stuff.

What?

Well...

looks like you got a visitor.

What's that for?

Looks like it's still in there.

What?

Hold on.

Come on.

- (Pained exhale) - Yeah!

Got it.

- Is that a tick? - Yeah, I'd say so.

We got it. Good.

(Relieved exhale)

I have to go now before Phoenix gets too far!

We're doing this the right way. I'm going with you.

- End of story. - Grandpa's right.

I'll help you get the horses tacked up.

- Georgie: Come on, Trouble. - Yeah. Okay, good.

Yeah, somebody will be here. Yeah, thank you.

All right. Okay. The police are sending someone

over to take a statement.

Do you guys want me to ride out with you, Jack?

Naw, everything's under control.

I doubt Phoenix got far. You go deal with that hay.

The hay?

Some idiot just took pot shot at our horses?

- I'm aware of that. - Well, I feel like

I should go and try to find the punks who did it.

Well, I think you should let the police handle it.

All right, I-I gotta stack and cover this hay

before it rains tonight.

Tim, maybe you can give him a hand?

Oh, uh, No. I got it.

Oh, You got it? Oh, you don't need my help?

(Laughs) No-no, I'll help you.

Yeah, give us a chance to talk.

Keep us in the loop, Jack. All right, let's go.

Yeah. I'll get over there as soon as I can.

Easy. Trouble, you're fine.

I'm not sure taking him is such a good idea, Georgie.

I know, but he's Phoenix's buddy.

Maybe it'll help lure him to us.

It's just, he was out there in the middle of all this

and he's still pretty spooky.

The police are on their way.

- Georgie, you ready? - Yeah, I'm ready.

- It's okay. - Just be careful, okay?

- I'll be here. - All right.

All right, come on, Trouble, let's find Phoenix.

(Hooves clop)

(Worried sigh)

(Doors shut)

Look, Tim, Lou and I planning on telling you about us.

I'm not surprised.

You've been playing that angle from the start.

That's not true.

Yeah, we had a thing for each other,

but we tried to ignore it for a long time.

Yeah. Not long enough.

Agh.

(Engine sputters)

Ah, I don't' get it,

it was working fine yesterday.

Let me take look at it. (Engine sputters)

Try it.

(Engine sputters)

Try it again.

(Engine sputters)

Okay, okay! Whoa!

- It's the alternator. - What?

Jack should have replaced it months ago.

Perfect.

I wanted to use the bucket to lift up the bales.

Well, that's not gonna happen.

So what's your contingency plan?

I didn't expect I'd need one.

Mitch, life on a ranch is unpredictable.

You gotta have a back up plan for worst case scenarios.

Kind of like when your daughter is dating a ranch hand...

with no real prospects...

Perfect. Here we go.

We're gonna have to do it by hand.

You afraid to break a sweat?

- No. (Stutters) - Good. Good.

Let's go.

(sighs) Great.

Georgie: Phoenix!

What if we can't find him?

It'll be okay. Phoenix knows his way home.

What if he doesn't wanna come back?

Why wouldn't he wanna come back? You're here.

I haven't been paying much attention to him lately.

Mallory jumped him when she was here.

I just keep remembering how much we used to do together.

Phoenix is well cared for. He seems plenty happy to me.

You sure that's what you're worried about?

This wouldn't have something to do with Adam,

now would it?

I ah... I ended things with him.

Yeah, I figured.

I haven't seen him around lately.

I'm kind of regretting it though.

I'm really missing him.

I was gonna talk to him at the reserve about everything.

That's good. It's good to be upfront,

Keep in mind there's no telling how things will end up.

(Tuck rumbles up)

(Remy barks)

(Engine shuts off, keys jingle)

Hey.

Hi, there. Can I help you?

Yeah. I hope so.

I'm uh, Claire. Claire Wallace.

- Are you Amy Fleming? - I am.

Great. Yeah. I was just passing through Hudson...

I stopped there for a coffee and heard

all about your amazing work with horses.

But obviously one important detail was left out!

I'm sorry. I never would have stopped by if I'd know.

Oh, it's okay, I'm still working with client horses

I'm just not riding at the moment

But today isn't really a great day.

Sorry, to drop in on you like this.

I should've called first.

I'm just not sure what to do with my horse,

and I'm only in the area for today so...

Well, you're already here...

- I might as well take a look. - Yeah?

- Yeah. - Great.

Is he a Canadian breed horse?

Yeah, he is actually.

His official name is Shady Lane King Shamrock

believe it or not, but I just call him Shamrock.

Wow, he is beautiful.

I've never worked with a Canadian before.

Oh yeah? Shamrock is my mother's horse.

Well, he was her horse... she uh,

she passed a couple of months ago.

- I'm sorry to hear that. - Thanks.

Yeah. My mom was passionate about promoting the breed.

Actually, that's why I'm here.

She was planning to compete in the versatile horse

and rider competition in Springfield next month.

- Yeah. - Yeah.

That's all she talked about those last weeks.

So I want to compete on Shamrock, for her.

He's great at navigating most obstacles,

I'm just having trouble getting him to back up on command.

Okay, why don't you just show me?

Okay. Yeah. Sure.

Do you mind grabbing a bridle?

They're just inside the trailer door.

- Sure. - So do you own this place?

- My grandfather does? - Yeah?

What's his name? Jack Bartlett.

- You find them? - Yeah...

- Here you are. - Okay.

(Sighs)

C'mon. Whao!

Okay.

C'mon, Shamrock.

Back it up.

Back it up.

Back. Whoa!

Back it up.

Whoa! Whoa.

That's exactly what happens every time.

He has trouble reining back at first,

and then he goes all crooked when he does.

Okay. I think I can help.

Why don't' we start from the ground first.

Sure.

So uh, who did you say recommended me in Hudson?

I just, I like to thank them.

Ah... you know, I didn't catch the name actually.

Should we get started?

Yeah. If you don't mind I'm gonna work with him first.

And I'll just start him out backwards.

And it looks like he has a tendency

- to drift off to the right. - Yeah.

See there. He's just wanting to head over there.

So when you're on his back, (clicks tongue)

you're gonna have to use that leg to keep him over.

Right now I'll use the end of this whip.

Apply a little bit of pressure

to get him going back that way.

And then you can release the pressure

when you need him to turn.

And then you might need to switch,

you might need to some pressure on with this leg.

- You just feel what he is doing. - Right.

- And correct as he goes. - Well, that's already better.

There we go. Good boy.

I like to do this a few more times from the ground

and then we can try it in the saddle.

Okay, sounds good. Maybe I should try.

Actually,

I need to cut to the chase...

I saw the article in your trailer about my grandfather.

I don't know what's going on?

But are you here because of your horse or because of him?

Look, the truth is...

my mother knew Jack... years ago.

And actually I knew him too, when I was a kid.

Why didn't you just say that?

I don't know.

I-I should have. I'm sorry.

It's just, I've got some pretty private business

to discuss with him Jack on behalf of my mother.

But my problem with Shamrock is legit.

I do wanna compete with him next month,

An I need your help.

There's grandpa now.

(Hooves thud)

(Tack jingles)

(Sighs)

Yeah, you know, Lou's the whole package.

She is smart, she's ambitious, she's a great mother.

Yeah, she's an amazing woman.

And you really see yourself fitting in into that picture?

What's that supposed to mean?

I know what Jack pays you.

You're living in a rundown, borrowed trailer.

You think that's gonna be good enough for Lou and her girls?

You know, I don't plan on being a ranch hand forever...

- right? - Really?

Well, actions speak louder than words.

No luck?

I think we should still be out there looking.

You know what? Phoenix will find his way home.

You sound just like Jack.

Grandpa, this is Claire Wallace.

She thinks you two may have met before.

- No. I don't think so. - Well, I'm not surprised

you don't recognize me, Mr. Bartlett.

I probably haven't seen you since I was eight years old.

And I don't go by Nash anymore.

Claire? Little Claire?

You're Gil and Paula's girl?

Yeah. It's been a long time.

Yeah. It's ah...

how is Paula doing?

Mom passed a couple of months ago actually.

I'm-I'm sorry to hear that.

Your mother, she was a fine woman.

Thank you. Yeah.

Listen, I... I'm wondering if I might be able

to talk to you for a couple of minutes.

Oh, sure. By all means.

Just come on up to the house?

Great. I just need to grab something out of my trailer.

Bob: Look, man, you're in no condition to travel.

I'm okay. I just need to get back to Amy,

and I'll be fine.

I get that, but you should hold up,

and reschedule and leave in a day or two.

Bob, I can't miss this flight, okay?

She could have the baby at any time.

(Grunts)

Let's go.

Bob... you gotta do this for me, okay? Please.

I gotta make it home.

(Footsteps crunch)

Just for the record? This is nuts.

(Engine starts, jeep rumbles away)

Yeah. We grew up together, your dad and I.

Really? Wow, I did not know that.

(Small chuckle)

You know, after his accident,

Mom didn't talk about him very much.

I think it was too painful for her.

Well, it was a... a terrible tragedy.

Yeah. She didn't have anything to do with the rodeo

after he died.

We can't really blame her for that.

She packed up, moved to Montana and never looked back.

Oh.

She did talk about you from time to time though.

Oh.

But I guess that makes sense...

since you two stayed in touch.

I'm not sure what that means.

My Mom recorded everything.

It's all documented here. All...

all the... payments.

Well, It wasn't much.

Like I said, Gil was an old friend.

Right. Well...

I'm handling my Moms affairs,

and she wanted you to have this.

What's this?

It's repayment for all your...

all your support.

I never asked for that.

Sorry to interrupt.

- The Constable is here, grandpa. - Okay.

It is good to see you, Claire,

but I won't be changing my mind.

Amy: Is everything all right?

Yeah. It's fine.

So? Shall we get back at it?

- Yeah. - Okay.

So there's nothing you can do?

It sounds like it was a couple of young punks

out for a joyride.

- Chances are they won't be back. - That may be so,

but you are gonna try to track them down, right?

I mean, they did shoot at our horses.

Well, luckily, it was just a paintball gun.

It could have been worse.

Any chance somebody has a grudge against you?

You think someone might have targeted us?

I'm pretty sure that's not the case.

Yeah. I'll file a report.

Not a lot to go on,

but it will be given the appropriate attention.

I'll be in touch if anything turns up.

Thank you.

So, basically, he's not gonna do anything.

It'll be all right.

Adam: Hey, I was just about to head to the reserve. What's up?

I just called Scott to tell him I can't make it.

Is everything okay?

Well, someone shot Phoenix with a paintball gun!

The police were just here,

but they're not taking it seriously.

Could you maybe talk to your dad?

Yeah. Tell me what happened.

What did the police say?

(Chuckles) Well...

I'm not sure we're a top priority for them right now.

Grandpa? What's going on with Claire?

How do you know her and her mother?

And was that a cheque?

It's not up for discussion, Amy.

Sometimes it's better if the past

just stays where it belongs.

(Phone rings)

Yeah. That's your dad. I better fill him in.

Hey, Tim.

Yeah, the police just left.

Yeah. Okay, Jack, I'll check in with you later.

All right.

Phoenix still isn't back.

I think I better ride out see if I can find him

when we're done here.

You know, this would all go a lot faster,

if you actually just pitched in.

You're lucky I'm helping you at all.

You know who's not afraid of hard work?

No. But I'm pretty sure you're gonna tell me.

Peter.

Sure, he's away from home a little too much,

but that's because he's got a big job,

he earns big bucks.

He's a provider, he's a good father.

When did you become such a big fan of Peter?

What do you know about it?

Only what Lou tells me.

Sounds like you never liked the guy.

Isn't that why you call him The General?

- That's none of your business. - You sure about that?

'Cause it sounds to me like a classic case

of a father never thinking anyone is good enough

for his daughter. Isn't that what you really think?

You know what I really think...

I think it's time for somebody to get up here.

So I'm guessing that's gonna be you.

You gonna volunteer, cause it's a easier job.

Not a chance.

Besides it's kinda the old guy's job, isn't it?

(Grunts)

(Knock on door)

(Sighs)

(Door opens)

What're you doing here?

My dad said he'll check into it.

I don't know... I just thought...

(Crying) Thank you.

Go back. Back.

Back.

Okay. Whoa.

Good job.

He's starting to get it.

Claire, I need to know what's going on

between you and grandpa?

I-I don't think I should say.

Then, I think you need to leave.

Look, Amy,

I wish I could clear things up for you,

but I'm sure I've got as many questions as you do.

Okay. Then why don't you start with what you know.

Okay. Uh...

I remember Jack was around quite a bit when I was kid.

I remember him as a nice man.

And my mom talked about him quite a bit over the years.

I never thought anything of it...

until recently when I found out that he'd sent us money.

- Grandpa sent money? - Yeah.

It was never a lot at once, but he sent it for years.

Really helped mom... the whole family.

There was some really though times after my dad died.

And I just wanted to say thank you, pay him back,

but I seem to have touched a sore point.

Yeah. Well, grandpa is a pretty private person.

Yeah. I get that, but... who does that?

Who sends money, for years?

Unless they're more than just a friend.

What are you saying?

I think Jack is my father.

I wouldn't have known about any of it

If it wasn't for mom's notebook.

- Notebook? - Yeah.

After my mom passed, I found it and read it.

I felt guilty about it at first,

but it just made me feel really close to her.

Anyway my Mom wrote everything down.

Every bill and mortgage payment,

and all the money that Jack had sent.

That's how this whole thing got started.

Probably sounds crazy to you, huh?

No, actually it doesn't.

Look, Amy, I don't wanna cause any trouble.

And I knew coming here after all these years

was probably nuts, but...

I just need to know if Jack is my father.

(Keys clack)

I'm gonna post this on social media

to help get the word out.

Why didn't I think of that? You're amazing.

I've been missing hanging out with you.

You have?

Big time.

Yeah. Me too.

(Happy sigh)

(Effort grunts)

You know, I'm only sticking my oar in

because Lou is obviously not thinking clearly.

I have my granddaughters to worry about.

You're just a good time guy here for all the fun,

but when the going gets tough you'll be gone.

That's not true, Tim.

You don't fool me.

I know all about it because I lived it.

And I let it ruin my family.

And I'm not gonna let Lou get hurt again.

Not that way. Not ever.

No. No. you don't fool me.

You're that guy.

Okay, we're done.

You can tarp it yourself.

And there it is.

That's what I'm talking about. You see?

I got your number, buddy.

Okay, dad. Thanks.

(Beeps phone off) So?

Other horses have been hit with paintballs,

so you weren't singled out. Dad's got a couple of leads.

Thanks, I don't know what I'd do without you.

I've been wanting to talk to you about everything and I...

(Phone chimes)

Someone spotted Phoenix! They saw the post!

- I gotta go! - Can I tag along?

Yeah! That'd be great!

(Ty coughing violently)

You're in bad shape, man.

I gotta get home.

I gotta get home.

You can't get on a plane like this. They won't let you.

(Pained grunt)

Your head still killing you?

I can do this.

(Cleansing breath)

(Coughing violently)

W-we're going back.

No, come on! Bob, please... man.

Look, I'm sorry, but you're getting worse.

This is not happening.

(Pained grunt)

(Jeep rumbles)

I appreciate you looking into it personally, Jim.

Yeah. Thanks for the call.

Adam's father.

They got 'em. Teenagers from out of town.

Well, that's good news.

I saw Georgie and Adam ride off just now.

Yeah, she said that she'd be right back

if Phoenix wasn't there so...

Grandpa? I don't- I don't mean to pry,

but you've been acting off ever since Claire got here and...

Well, she told me about the money.

See Claire has, she has a theory.

Mhm.

And what would that be?

I can handle it,

if it's the truth, I can.

Are you her father?

Claire: Jack?

Hey. Amy says you wanted to speak with me?

Yeah.

I'll just be in the barn if you need me.

No, you should stay, Amy.

You need to hear this too.

Listen, before you say anything I just...

Have a seat.

I wanna say that it might seem crazy

that I've come here

and I probably shouldn't even be bringing it up this up,

but I just can't stop thinking about it,

and I need to know the truth...

I am not your father, Claire.

(Sad exhale)

But then I don't, I don't understand.

Well, it's like I said,

your dad and I go way back.

We spent years on the rodeo circuit.

We had some great times your dad and me.

But your mom, she finally had enough.

She wanted Gil to quit.

Mom said dad refused to quit the rodeo.

No. No, he talked about it a lot.

Said we should both think about quitting.

Get back to ranching.

And then...

he hit a hot streak.

He went on a ran that set him up to be

the top money winner that year, which meant a big bonus.

But there was this bronc...

Well, he was a pretty good ride most of the time.

Every once in a while he'd, he'd throw himself over.

He was dangerous.

Plenty of guys got injured on him.

At the next rodeo, I drew him.

I didn't think it was worth the risk, so I passed.

And the horse goes back in the draw as a re-ride.

And wouldn't you know it,

Gil pulled his name.

I told him, he should take a pass too.

But the thought of that bonus is pretty tempting.

He knew if he won, that cash would help set your family up

for the long road.

So Gil came out...

and that horse threw himself over...

right on top of Gil.

It happened quick. He didn't suffer.

So that's why you sent the money.

Well...

I felt like I had to take care of his family.

No, I wanted to.

If I didn't pass on that bronc...

It's not your fault, Jack.

No. Maybe not,

but if I rode that horse that day...

It might have turned out different, I'll never know.

What I do know?

Is that if the tables were turned,

your dad would have done the same thing for my family.

That's you.

Thanks for coming out and helping me with all this.

No problem.

You know, I've been meaning to talk to you

about you know... us.

I was ticked off about the texts but I...

I shouldn't have read them. I'm really sorry.

It's okay. I know.

I've been thinking a lot about everything and...

could we maybe start over?

What do you mean?

Like get back together.

I...

I read that romantic rejection

can activate the same neural pathways as physical pain.

Which I think it's true.

So no, I can't...

at least not now.

It's not like I don't like you or anything.

I still do. A lot.

I'm just not ready to go right back to where we were.

Okay. So you wanna make sure you keep your body

centered on the horse and equal pressure on both sides.

Okay. Okay, let's do this.

Come on, boy. Come on.

(Hooves plot)

That's it. That's it.

And as you come around that corner,

you wanna use that left leg to guide him.

That's it.

There you go.

(Small laugh)

Good job.

You guys are a great team.

(Claire laughs)

Good work, you two.

Good fella, Shamrock.

You're such a good boy.

(Shamrock snorts)

So if we're not gonna be... you know...

then what are we?

Well, we're friends, aren't we?

Yeah. Yeah, friends.

(Phoenix whinnies)

My gosh, look. There he is!

Okay.

All right, Trouble, come on!

(Clicks tongue)

Good boy.

Good boy, Trouble.

(Water splashes)

Good boy.

(Trouble snorts)

Hey Phoenix.

Look, it's Trouble.

Good boys.

Good boy.

Good boy.

Come on, Phoenix, Let's get you home.

(Tarp rustles)

- Oh, you come back? - Here.

Look, Tim, I know that you don't like me.

But you shouldn't make the mistake of thinking

you know me. Because you don't.

I don't need to.

I know guys like you.

I was a guy like you.

That's what scares me.

Look, despite what you think,

I don't run away from problems.

Yeah, I'm, I'm not perfect.

And I-I don't know what's gonna happen down the road,

but nothing's gonna pull me away from Lou right now...

Not even you.

Look, I get that you blame yourself

for ruining your family.

But it's not what I see.

As hard as it must have been, you, you came back.

(Laughs) Probably out of sheer stubbornness.

You're part of your daughters' lives.

And I know how much it means to them.

How much it means to Lou.

Yeah, all right.

Trooper.

(Heavy sigh)

You still got work to do.

Let's get this tarp on.

Right. Right.

(Tarp rustles)

(Latch clangs)

Thanks, Amy.

You have quite the granddaughter here.

I won't argue that.

(Small chuckles)

I did kind of use Shamrock as an excuse to get here,

but Amy really helped me with him.

And now we're gonna compete next month for mom.

I'm glad it all worked out.

And I am sorry for dropping in on you like this.

You know, I came here looking for a father,

only to find out I had one all along.

He couldn't be there for you growing up,

but he was a good man.

He loved his family.

And I know he'd be real proud of you.

Thank you, Jack.

You sure you don't want that money?

Seeing how you turned out, Claire,

that's all the payment I need.

- You take care. - You too.

(Door opens and shuts)

(Engine roars)

I love you, grandpa.

There you go. Good boy. Easy.

I know.

It looks like Adam saved the day.

He sure did.

Well, Phoenix looks to be okay.

But I wanna get him checked out, just to be sure.

Maybe Ty can do it?

It's cool that he'll be back tomorrow.

Yeah. Yeah, I haven't even planned anything.

I should get on that?

He doesn't want a big party.

I'm sure Ty just wants to see you and the baby.

Did he call yet or...?

No. Not yet.

I'm sure he will on his layover.

Thanks for your help, Adam.

(Water sloshes)

Amy is right. You've been a great friend.

Well, I should get going.

Maybe lunch at Maggie's tomorrow?

- You sure? - Positive.

Hanging out, having lunch...

that's what friends do, right?

(Truck rumbles up)

(Doors open and shut)

Tim: Well, thanks for joining us, Jack.

We're killing ourselves over there.

What happened to you guys?

There's something wrong with alternator on the tractor

so we had to lift all the bales by hand.

There's nothing wrong with that alternator.

I-I don't know. (Nervous chuckle)

Woop. Oh there is-that...

that's the fuse I think, must have fallen out.

He sabotaged the tractor?

What kind of nutjob does something like that?

I may have done the very same thing to Tim

when he was dating Marion.

You know, to see if he was good enough.

Well, the good news is, it looks like you passed.

Oh, I don't know about that.

He's got a nickname for me now, just like Peter.

Calls me Trooper.

(Chuckles) You sure he said Trooper?

Yeah. I heard it enough today. Why?

Trooper was this mean old bronc,

used to be on the circuit Tim rode him lots of times.

- Oh, great. - Here is the thing...

Tim respected that horse.

Said he was tough, said he never gave up...

Sure hated him, though.

Yeah, it's just a small welcome home dinner.

But I would love it if you and Caleb could come?

(Calling music playing)

Oh. Cass, can I call you right back.

I think Ty is calling!

Okay, bye. (Beeps phone off)

(Happy exhale)

Bob, hey...

Hey, Amy...

What's going on? Where is Ty?

Well, Ty is a little sick and he missed his flight.

Ohmigod, how sick?

What is it? Where is he?

Well, he's just lying down right now.

I'm not sure what he's got.

What do you mean?

Well, just that he hasn't been feeling great

for a couple of days now so...

He seemed fine the last time I talked with him.

Well, yeah. He was kind of faking it.

He didn't want you to worry.

I need to see him.

(Reluctant exhale)

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

Just, just because he's finally asleep.

Bob...

It's okay, Amy. Don't worry it.

I'm taking care of him.

And I'll have him on a plane as soon as I can.

I promise.

Yeah.

Look, I'll keep you posted, okay?

(Emotional sigh)

(Computer beeps off)

(Emotional exhales)

If the air gets hard to breathe

I won't fall to pieces

(Ty grunts) Hey...

Right here, buddy. Hang in there.

Okay.

(Pained grunts)

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