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Lou:
Previously on "Heartland":

Amy:
So, you like this horse?

Caleb:
Sure do, Amy.
I might buy him.

I don't know,

maybe raising stock could be
a new career for me.

Nicole:
So great you bought this place,
Lou!

My grandmother actually had
a cafe just like this.

Maybe this is a chance
for me to start over.

Are you serious?

Joe:
Ty?

Joe.

What are you doin' here?

About five years.

Come on!

(horse snorts,
hooves thump)

Amy:
That's good!
Keep him movin'!

Joe:
she was pregnant
when I got arrested.

She had a boy.
I have a son.

♪♪

♪ Tell me what I want ♪

♪ Give me what I need ♪

♪ I found love
then I let it leave ♪

(Truck rumbles)

♪ Took my time and waited ♪

♪ I waited every day ♪

♪ I found love
then I went away ♪

(Car revs)

(Car thunders by)

(Car revs)

(Car tires screech,
engine revs)

(Car revs)

(Tires squeal)

Hey!

(Tires squeal)

(Engine roars)

(Tires squeal)

Just pass me, buddy!

(Car and truck rumble)

♪ Sleeping's but a waste,
here I'm gonna stay ♪

What's your problem, buddy?!

(Car revs)

(Car tires squeal)

(Car tires screech,
Gravel clatters)

(Truck and car
Screech to a halt)

Man in car:
(Laughs hysterically)

Ty: Are you crazy?!

Man in car:
(Laughs hysterically)

You drive like an old lady.

Joe!

♪♪

♪ And at the break of day ♪

♪ You sank into your dream ♪

♪ You dreamer ♪

♪ Oh, oh, oh, oh... ♪

♪ You dreamer ♪

♪ You dreamer ♪

Lou: Okay, Nicole,
I'll give you the rundown.

So, three cabins,
maximum four guests per cabin.

Check in after 3 p.m.,
Check out no later than 11.

Any questions?

Nicole: Uh, I don't think so.

Lou: Well, in that case,
allow me to welcome you

to my humble empire.

The keys to the Heartland
Equestrian Connection,

and the keys to Maggie's diner
and feed store.

Thank you, thank you.
I won't let you down.

You better not.

Amy: All right, all set.

Hey, Nicole.
Nicole: Hey! Nice to see you,
Amy.

- So I hear you're
the new manager.

- You heard right.

- Well, congratulations.
I have a complaint.

- Oh, okay, my first complaint.

Very exciting.

- You see, Lou told me
she was gonna hire a trail boss.

- Yes, Amy, I'm sorry,
I just haven't had any time.

- Lou, I love helping you out,
you know that,

but I don't have time
to do trail rides every day,

especially with business
picking up at Heartland.

- You know what? Enough said.

I'm gonna have somebody hired
by the end of the week.

- Thank you! See? Results.

Did I mention how happy
I am you're here.

- (Laughs) Me too.

- I mean, would you look
at this place?

It's so peaceful.

I can literally feel
the stress leaving my body.

Lou: (Laughs)

Amy: You ready to hit
the trail?

Boy: Yes I am!

(Horse snorts and whinnies)

Amy: Whoa! Easy, boy! Steady-

(Horse shrieks)
Whoa! Whoa, easy...

(Pony shudders, boy whimpers)

Easy, whoa.

- What kind of a teacher
assigns a science project

over summer?

- Just get it over
as quickly as possible,

like rippin' off a bandaid.
(Cell phone rings)

- Hi.

Yeah, we're just about
to get started.

- Yeah, that's fine.
No problem, okay.

- Uh, Lou is stuck
at the Dude Ranch

so we are gonna get
started on our own.

- Okay, but do I have to do
the prehistoric diorama?

Why can't I do something
cooler like...

The truth about UFOs?

- Well, it's too late,

Because we've already
bought all the stuff

for the diorama, that's why,

and, you know, honey,

UFOs are more science fiction
than actual science.

Dinosaurs, my friend,
are tried and true, right?

(Grunts unenthusiastically)
- In other words, boring!

Lou: Is everybody okay?

- They're fine.
Kids are a bit upset,

but their mom perked right up

when I offered her
a complimentary night.

- Thanks for taking care
of that.

- Yeah.

- So what do you think happened?

- It's hard to say, you know.

Sometimes horses are afraid
of small animals like ponies,

but I won't know
until I start working with him.

You know, I can't believe this.

I just bought this guy
a couple of weeks ago.

- Who was the seller?

Lou: Caleb. He promised me
that Archie

would be the perfect packhorse.

- Why don't you give me
this Caleb guy's phone number?

I mean, if he sold you
a problem horse,

then he's responsible.

Lou: Caleb is kind of
a family friend,

so it's probably better
if I deal with him myself.

- Well, he's not my friend.
I'd be a lot more objective.

- You know what? You're right.

Caleb is all yours.

- Great. Send me his info.

I'm gonna head back
to the diner.

Amy, can you call me
with any updates on Archie?

- For sure.

Nicole: Great.

- She's a little intense, huh?

Lou: Are you kidding me?
She's terrifying.

Caleb isn't gonna know
what hit him.

Joe: So I'm driving,
on my way to Winnipeg,

and, uh, I think to myself,

why not see my old friend, Ty,
stop in?

And wouldn't you know it,

there you were driving
that same old hunk of junk

right there on the road.

- Joe, you are the last guy
I expected to see.

I thought you were
still in prison.

Joe: Yeah, I was,
but not anymore.

There was a parole hearing

and the nice folks
in the monkey suits

decided I was no longer
a menace to society.

I had them all fooled.

I just got a few things
to do here

and then we can head back
to my place, all right?

- Yeah, sure.

So, uh, this is where
you work, huh?

- Yeah. Just part-time though.

I'm going to vet school
at the University of Calgary.

- Wow! That's fantastic, Ty.
You really moved up.

Ty: Well, I don't know
about that, but...

Joe: Hey, don't sell yourself
short.

You worked hard
to get where you are.

You had a dream and...
you made it happen.

- Well, now that
you're a free man,

you can start working
on some dreams of your own.

- Hey, I got dreams.

Remember how I told you
I had a son?

- Yeah.

Well, his name's Noah,
lives in Winnipeg with his mom;

that's why I'm on my way
out there to see them.

We're gonna be a family.

Ty: Hey, that's great, man.
I'm happy for ya!

Joe: Thanks.

Yeah, you know, he uh...
looks just like me.

- Oh, I'm sorry to hear that.

- That's funny.

(Laughing)

- So what are you gonna do
to this dog?

- Well, this is Flora.
She just had an operation,

so I just gave her
a little bit of painkiller

to make her comfortable.

Hey, Flora?

You wanna come out
and say hi to Joe?

- Yeah, easy, easy.
Easy there, easy.

Look at you.

You're the real deal,
Ty Borden.

- Oh, be careful with that,
all right?

I'm gonna check her pulse.
Joe: All right.

Jack: What's going on here?

Peter: Hey! This is, uh,
Georgie's science project.

Apparently we're building
a prehistoric diorama.

We got dinosaurs, volcanos,

the whole nine yards going here.

Jack: Yeah, I seem to recall
Lou doing exactly the same thing

when she was Georgie's age.

It went over very big
at the Fifth Grade Science Fair.

Lou: Okay, crisis at the
Dude Ranch has been averted.

I'm all yours.

Peter: Great! Well,
we're ready to go.

Lou: Good. Let's get started.

Aren't you guys missin'
something?

- No, I don't think so.

- Oh, wait, honey,
where's the decorative moss?

- Argh!
- Ah! Ah!

Lou: False alarm.
It's right here.

I'm talkin' about Georgie,
for crying out loud.

Amy: Okay, Archie, meet Pogie.

He's not gonna hurt you,
all right?

Whoa! Come on,
he's a lot smaller than you.

- Hey, Amy, can I help?

(Archie snorts)

Amy: Georgie, stay back!

(Archie snorts)
Can you go back to the house?

I need to work with him alone.

(Archie whinnies)

Georgie: Okay.

(Archie whinnies shrilly)

Amy: Archie, Archie, come on.
Easy, boy, easy.

Good boy.

What's going on with you, huh?

(Truck rumbles)

Caleb: Afternoon.

I'm sorry, we're all booked up.

- No, I'm not here for a cabin.

You don't remember me at all,
do you?

- Uh, should I?

Met you a few years ago -

you and a your girlfriends
from New York?

Caleb Odell.

- Oh, right, of course.
Yeah, Caleb.

Did you get my message?

Caleb: Uh, which one?
I mean you left five.

Nicole: Well, you don't answer
your phone.

Caleb: Yeah, I was out
of range.

- Out of range?
Is that even still a thing?

- You don't spend too much time

out here in the country,
do you?

- Well, long enough to witness
the horse you sold Lou

nearly wipe out
an entire family.

- Is, is everyone all right?

- Yeah. Luckily,
no one got hurt,

but if Amy can't figure out
how to fix Archie

I'm gonna require
a full refund.

- (Chuckles) I'm sorry
about what happened,

but I sold Lou a healthy
and sound horse.

I mean you can't expect me
to predict

how a horse is gonna behave
in every situation.

- I really hope I don't have
to get my lawyers involved here.

- Hey, hold up! L-lawyer?!

Hey, you better watch out!

- Are you threatening me?

Caleb: No, for the uh...

Nicole: Oh! (Wet squish)

Oh, every time.

You might want to think about
gettin' a proper pair of boots.

Mrs. Foster: Excuse me,
the power's not working
in my cabin.

Can you come and...?

Well, I'll just be on my way.

Mrs. Foster: Hello?

Nicole: Yeah. Right away.

Georgie: Are you sure this
prehistoric diorama
is a good idea?

Lou: Are you kidding?
Of course it is!

I did this exact same project
when I was in fifth grade

and I came in second
at the school Science Fair.

I would have come in first

if it wasn't for Mary Jane Sutka

and her ridiculous model
of a guillotine.

But of course,
the judges were so impressed

when she cut the head off
her Cabbage Patch doll.

Peter: (Laughs)

- Cool.

Lou: No, not really cool,

and if you think about it,
not really scientific.

Peter: Well, that's true.
(Cell phone rings)

Lou: It's Nicole.

(Phone beeps on)

Lou: Hello?

Nicole: the power's out
at all the cabins.

Lou: What?
Nicole: Yes! So I-

Lou: No, no, no,
I'll be right there.

Nicole: Okay.
Lou: Okay.

The power is out
at the Dude Ranch.

Can you believe it?

Peter: Ah. Go, go,
I got this.

Lou: Okay, I'll be back
as soon as I can, okay?

Peter: No problem.

Lou: God, can anything else
go wrong today?

(Chuckles)

(Sighs heavily)

You're not really into this
whole diorama thing, are you?

- Not at all.

- I tell you what. Let's...

Let's just do something else.

- Can we do the truth
about UFOs?

- Yeah, I mean we could,
we could,

but here's an even better idea.

I got two words for you:
potato battery.

(Laughs excitedly)

Right?!

Amy: So the first time
I brought Archie

into the round pen with the pony
he totally spooked,

but I've had them spend
the day together

and he seems fine now.

Jack: Well, problem solved then.

Amy: I guess.

Jack: Well, you don't sound
so sure.

Amy: Well, it's just that
it happened too fast.

You know, most horses
would take a lot longer

to get over a fear like that.

I'm just worried it was
something else that spooked him.

- So what do you wanna
do about it?

- Well, I'm gonna take him
on a test trail ride tomorrow,

pack him up with supplies

and see how he does
while he's workin'.

- Sounds like a good plan
to me.

- Yeah, do you think maybe
you could give me a hand?

- Count me in.

- Okay. Thanks, Grandpa.

- Now look what
the cat dragged in!

(Laughs)

Caleb: Hey, guys!

- I didn't know you were
in town.

Jack: How's the buckin' horse
business treatin' ya?

- I can't complain.
Well, actually, I can.

Nicole gave me an earful
about that packhorse.

How bad is he?

- Well, to be honest,
I just started working with him

so I don't really know.

- From the way she was talkin',

I half expected to see him
kickin' down walls.

You know, she even threatened
to call her lawyer.

That must be how they do things
in New York.

- Hey, Jack,

I don't suppose I could spend
the night in the loft?

I'd spring for a hotel,
but I might be getting sued.

- Oh sure, why not?

Besides it wouldn't feel right

if you weren't moochin'
somethin' from me.

(Chuckles)

(Car rumbles loudly)

Ty: So, this is it!

Joe: So hold on,
she said yes to you

and you live in this thing?

Ty: Well, not at first,
but eventually I wore her down.

- (Chuckles)
That's huge, buddy.

I can't believe
you're gettin' married.

Congratulations, man.

Ty: Thanks.

So you'll be in the trailer.

I'm gonna be sleeping
out here on the couch.

Joe: No, no, no, no.
I'll take the couch.

Ty: Are you sure?
Joe: Yeah.

Ty: It gets pretty cold out here
at night.

Joe: No, no, no, I've had enough
cramped sleeping quarters

for one lifetime.

Sleeping outside
feels like freedom.

Ty: All right. You want a beer?

Joe: Sounds good to me.

Ty: Comin' up.

(Cell phone buzzes)

(Engine rumbles and cuts out)

Lou: Okay, thank you.

So apparently a truck hit
a power line down the road

and they're not gonna be able
to fix it till the morning.

Nicole: You're kidding.

Lou: How's it going
with the generator, Grandpa?

Jack: Well, I've got good news
and bad news.

This thing is shot.
It's unfixable.

- So what's the good news?

Jack: Well, the good news
is this time of year,

the sun's up at 5 a.m.

It doesn't set till near 11 p.m.

Who needs electricity?

- Pampered guests from the city,
that's who.

- Ah.

(Truck doors open)
Ty: Ah, all right.

(Truck doors slam shut)

Hey, Amy.

You remember Joe?

- Oh, yeah. Hi.

- Don't look so surprised
to see me, Amy.

You're the reason
I'm not in prison anymore.

- I am?

- I was ready to quit
that mustang gentling program,

but, uh, you got me
to stick with it.

It looked great
at my parole hearing.

- Well, that's good.

Ty: Joe's gonna stay with me
for a few days.

He's just on his way up
to Winnipeg

to see his girlfriend
and their son.

- Oh, that's right.

I think Ty told me
you had a son.

- Yeah, Noah.

- Cool. Do you have
any pictures of him?

- Yeah, you know what?
I just got this new phone

and I haven't transferred
the photos over yet.

I'm terrible with technology,
you know.

- Uh, Amy, do you think
Joe could stay for dinner?

It would be great for him
to meet everybody, you know?

- Yeah, I guess so.

I'll tell Lou to set another
place.

- That's very sweet of you,
thanks.

(Door opens and closes)

- Hey.

- Hey.

- Sweetie, what's all this?

- Oh, yeah, Georgie wasn't
really feeling the diorama

so we came up
with something new.

- Oh.

- Yeah. We are gonna power
an LED light with a potato.

It's so cool.
Georgie's totally into it.

- Uh-huh.

Yeah, I really think that
we should just stick...

(Clears throat)
with the prehistoric diorama.

- Dah, dah, dah, Don't-!

- Because it's a surefire
winner.

- Okay, you know what?
So is the potato battery, okay?

And I'm sorry, I didn't wanna

steal your thunder earlier,
honey,

but I too won a ribbon at
a grade 5 Science Fair, okay,

but mine was for first.

Lou: Really.
Peter: Yeah.

I don't like to brag,
but my potato battery

got me all the way
to the Provincial finals.

Lou: Oh, okay, so you're saying
you peaked in grade five?

Peter: (Chuckles)
That's very funny.

You know what? This is Georgie's
homework assignment,

so she should be the one
to decide

which project to submit.

- Yeah. Hey, sure, absolutely.

But I gotta tell ya,

Georgie loves the potato battery
idea.

- Yeah, we'll see about that.

- (Chuckles) Oh, yeah, we will.

Can you move your workstation
over there, please,

so I can finish up here?

- Oh yeah, there it is.

That's the problem right there.

Nicole: We're working on it.
Thank you. Sorry.

Caleb: Hey, Nicole,

I was thinking that maybe
we got off on the wrong foot.

Nicole: Not now.

(Door bangs open,
trunk slams shut)

Hi.

Mrs. Foster: We're leaving.

Mrs. Foster, I think you should
really reconsider.

I mean, spending the night
without electricity

could be... romantic.

You know, I've got
vanilla-scented candles!

(Car door slams shut,
car starts up)

- A-hem.

Couldn't help but overhearing
your predicament.

- What predicament?
What predicament?

- I've got everything
under control here!

- Okay.

It's just, you know,
I was thinkin',

I have a friend
that owes me a favor.

He's got a generator
just sittin' in his shed.

Yeah, you got everything
under control.

- Wait, wait.

Jack: I could use a hand
getting this table set.

Georgie: Yeah,
I'll be there in a sec.

- Hey, I noticed you haven't
been helping out much

on that science project.

You can't let your parents
do all the work for ya.

- Well, I never wanted to do
the diorama

or the potato battery.

- Well, why didn't you
say something?

- Peter and Lou just seemed
so into it.

I don't want to hurt
their feelings.

- Maybe you could talk to them?

Oh, no, you gotta speak
for yourself.

Now, come on,
let's get that table set.

(Sighs heavily)

(Generator whirs loudly)

- The Hollier's DVD player
is plugged in,

all the fans are runnin',

everyone's happy as a clam.

Yeah, you know,
thank you. I appreciate it.

It's loud, but, uh, yeah.

But I hope you don't think

that this puts you off the hook
for the packhorse.

- No, but, uh, you know,
it helps you out.

I figured the least could do
is call off your lawyers.

- And miss the chance to watch
you squirm in your boots?

I don't think so.

Georgie: Is it true that
prisoners make licence plates
in jail?

Lou: Georgie...

Joe: (Chuckling)
No, no, no, it's okay.

Um, yeah, there were
a lot of guys

who worked in the metal shop,

But me, I was more into horses.

- Really?

Joe: Yeah, wild mustangs.

I spent most of my days,

uh, you know, in a round pen
trying to gentle them.

- So you got to work
with horses every day?

Joe: Yeah, that's right,
pretty much.

- Jail sounds awesome!

Joe: (Chuckles)

I don't think Joe would say it's
awesome, would you, Joe?

- No.

No, you know, it's definitely
a place

I don't ever want
to go back to, so...

Stay in school, kid.

Jack: Ty says you're goin'
to Winnipeg,

You're gonna move there?

- Yeah, that's right.

- Oh, he's got a kid there.
Noah.

- Oh, that's nice. How old is
he?

- He's two.

- Really? Two?

- Yeah, I mean they grow up
really fast.

(Baby starts crying)

Terrible two's.
We know all about that.

I got it, I got it.

Ty, I'm gonna run out
and check on Archie.

Do you want to give me a hand?

Jack: Yeah, you guys go.

Joe and I, we'll...
we'll clean up here.

Good luck with that.

Joe: Yeah.

Amy: Have you asked Joe
why he's here?

Ty: Yeah, he's on his way
to see his kid.

Amy: Right. The kid he doesn't
have any pictures of.

Ty: That doesn't mean anything.

Amy: Maybe not,
but didn't he tell you

he had a son at the prison
ranch?

- Uh, yeah, I guess.

- Well, that was over
three years ago.

Ty: So?

Amy: So, how can he only be two?

- I don't know, Amy.

Everyone was asking him
a lot of questions.

Maybe he got confused.

Look...

I know Joe's a little
messed up or whatever,

but he was my friend

when there was no one else
there for me, okay?

So I'm not gonna turn
my back on him.

- I'm not saying you should.

I'm just saying that
there's something...

I don't know,

a little off about him
that's all.

- Okay, okay,
I'll talk to him, all right?

There's nothing to worry about.

Joe: I had a great time
having dinner with you guys.

Thanks.

Jack: Any friend of Ty's.

You know, back in my rodeo days,

I knew a guy who got into
some trouble like you.

Joe: Okay.

Jack: Served a few years
before he got out on parole.

- Yeah, okay.

- Yeah, they used to make him
check in

with his parole officer
once a week.

So that meant that
leaving the province

wasn't an option.

- (Snorts)

I've got special dispensation
'cause of my kid, right?

- Right, yeah.

Well, I think we're
about done here.

Thanks for your help.

- Yeah, don't mention it.

- You know...

- Ty, he's worked real hard
to earn his place here,

and uh...

I'd hate to see anything...

or anyone get in
the way of that.

-Ready to go?
-Yeah.

- Um, yeah, I'm ready to go.
Let's go.

Joe: Ty, we're gonna do this.
You gotta stop fighting me.

Caleb: Hey, guys!

Ty: Caleb, how are you, man?
I heard you were in town.

This is my friend, Joe.
We go way back.

Caleb: Hey, nice to meet ya.

Joe: How are you doin', buddy?

Caleb: I'm doing well.

So what are you boys
up to tonight?

Joe: Well, I'm trying
to convince Ty here

that we should go down
to the local watering hole.

Joe: Are you in?
Caleb: Absolutely.

Ty: Guys, I...

I gotta work early tomorrow.
Come on.

Joe: There's no way
that I am letting you

worm out of having fun tonight.

Caleb: Yeah, come on, Ty.

You're not an old married man
yet, right?

Joe: See? I like this guy.

You need to listen to him,
all right?

Because you gotta live
while you still can, my friend.

Ty: One drink, okay?

Caleb: Excellent.
I'll meet you boys there.

Joe: Let's go before
he changes his mind.

Ty: One drink.
Joe: Let's do this.

(Shot glasses clink, laughing)

Ty: Cheers, guys.

(Bar band plays loudly,
customers chatter)

Okay, next rounds on me.

No, I got this.

-You sure?
-Yeah.

Besides you always come back
with these girlie drinks.

So how do you know Ty?

- How do I know Ty?
I know Ty...

Well, I met him when, uh,

he was just a skinny
little punk.

He used to pull all kinds
of stuff back then.

I hardly recognize him now.

- Yeah, well,
I guess we all gotta

grow up sometime, right?

- Yeah, I guess.

All right, I'm gonna go outside

and try to bum a smoke.
You wanna come?

- No, I'm good.

(Bar band plays loudly,
customers chatter)

- There we go.

- So is your friend
some kind of klepto?

- A what?

- I just saw him take some money
off the table over there.

- Are you kidding?

- Mmm-mmm.
Saw it with my own eyes.

(Bar band plays,
customers chatter)

Hey, what's going on?

- Joe's had a bit of a rough go.

Sometimes he pulls stuff.

It's not a big deal.

- Why is it your job
to bail him out?

- Because he's my friend.

He's trying to get his life
back together, all right?

- Could have fooled me.

- You don't know him like I do.

- What good is bailing him out
gonna do him?

- Would you just spare me
the lecture, Caleb?

Joe and I go way back.

I don't expect you
to understand this.

- All right. Well then
why don't you

try to explain it to me then?
Ty: Just drop it, Caleb!

- No, I'm not gonna drop it!
The guy's stealing

and you're making it out
to be noth-

Ty: I covered the bill, man!
Caleb: What the hell's going on?

Caleb, get off my back
about this, all right?!

- All right, you know what?
Just relax.

If I'm buggin' you so much
then I'll just leave.

- Good.

Caleb: Yeah, there's
other bars in town.

Joe: Where are you goin'?

(Chuckles)

What's his problem, eh?

Ty: I don't know.

Joe: You okay?
Ty: Yeah. Cheers.

Cheers, buddy.

Amy: Morning.

(Groans)

Can I ask you something?

- Yeah, sure.

- What's the deal with Ty
and his buddy Joe?

- What do you mean?

- Well, I was having drinks
with them last night

and, uh, you know,
I'll tell you something.

Joe's a real piece of work,

but Ty kept defending him
like he's some kind of saint.

- Ty kind of has a blindspot
when it comes to Joe.

- Why?

- Awhile back,
they got into some trouble.

Joe took all the blame
and ended up back in juvie

and Ty was placed here.

- So now Ty's eternally
grateful.

- Pretty much, yeah.

- Well, you know what they say.
With friends like that...

(Sighs)

Joe: Goin' to work?

Yeah, there's some coffee
inside if you want it.

(Yawning) Thanks.

Hey, Joe?

- Yeah?

- Did you take some money
off one of the tables

at the bar last night?

- What?

- You heard me.

- Look, it was stupid.

Come on, man,

do you want to go back to jail?

- No!

I'm just... strapped for cash
right now.

- That's no excuse.

Yeah, you know,
you're right, you're right.

- It's just uh...

when I go out to Winnipeg,
there's gonna be expenses.

You know, kids aren't cheap.

You'll find that out one day.

I just need some cash

until I can get a job, you know?

In fact, Ty,
you know, I hate to ask,

but um...

If you could help me out,
I'd sure appreciate it.

- What do you need?

- Five grand.

You'll get it back,
you know that,

as soon as I'm on my feet.

- I don't have that
kind of money.

- It's a lot, I know.

I just figured, you know,
since I helped you out

in the past a few times,
that uh...

Forget it though,
don't worry about it.

It's fine.

- Let me see what I can do.

- Are you sure?

- Yeah.

I'm not promising anything,
but I'll... I'll try.

- You're a good friend, buddy.

Amy: Yeah, so far Archie seems
to be the perfect packhorse.

Jack: Maybe he just needed
some time to settle in.

Amy: Yeah.

Jack: So that was an interesting
dinner last night.

Amy: You can say that again.

You know, I'm trying to keep
an open mind,

but there's something
about Joe that...

Ah, I don't know.

Jack: I'm listenin'.

Amy: You know, maybe I'm blowing
this way out of proportion,

but something about his story
just didn't add up.

Jack: I agree.
Amy: Really?

Jack: I think that guy's playing

pretty fast and loose
with the truth.

Amy: And it's like Ty doesn't
see it or chooses not to.

I just don't know what to do.

Jack: You talk to him about it?
What'd he say?

Amy: Yeah, he got all defensive,

so I just sort of left it
at that.

Jack: I think you oughta
try again.

You've got good instincts
about people, Amy.

If you've got something to say
to the man you're gonna marry,

I think you better say it.

(Clicks his teeth,
horse nickers)

(Electrical sparks)

Oh, yup! It's working. It works.

(Nervous chuckles,
clears his throat)

So you see, uh, Georgie,
how this works,

is more potatoes
means more phosphoric acid,

which in turns means
more electricity, right?

Now that is science, huh?!

- You know what else is science?
The jurassic period.

Now this is just an example

of what your diorama
could look like

should you choose
to make one for yourself.

I didn't have time to rig up
the flying pterodactyls,

but you get the idea.

Peter: You know what one
of the coolest things

about this potato battery is,
Georgie?

Is that it's an atomic
phenomenon

that's measurable
on your kitchen table.

(Patient grunt)

You know what's cool about
this prehistoric diorama?

This!

(Bubbling and fizzing)

Right?!

What do you think?

- I think you're both nuts.

- What?

Georgie!

- Look, I know you both spent
a lot of time on all this,

but both of these projects
are totally lame,

And I wanna do my own thing.

Peter: Uh, okay, sure.
I mean, of course!

That's-that's totally fine,

But your can't do
the UFO thing, honey,

because it's just-
it's not a science project.

- Fine! I'll do something else,
but I'm doing it on my own.

- Okay.

- This is your fault.
(Safety goggles clatter)

I think it's just getting
brighter, isn't it?

(Truck door slams shut)

Ty: Hey.

Amy: Hey.

Ty: I got your message.
Is everything all right?

Amy: Yeah, I just...

I wanted to talk to you
about something.

Ty: Well, I wanted to talk
to you about something too.

Amy: Okay. You go first.

Well, you know how Joe's trying
to make a fresh start

with his family?

- Yeah.

Ty: Well, he's struggling a bit
financially

and I want to help him out,

but I'm a little strapped
for cash,

So I was thinking about
asking Lou for a loan.

- A loan? Are you serious?

- Yeah.

- It would really help
If you could back me up on this.

(Sighs) Ty...

I respect that you have
history with Joe, I do,

but lending him money,
that's a really bad idea.

Don't do it.

- Why?

- I don't know how else
to say this, but...

I think Joe's using you.

He knows you're the guy
who will always bail him out,

every time, no matter what.

- Amy, I'm helping my friend
out. I owe him that.

- No, you don't!

- Okay, just forget the loan,
okay?

You don't understand this.

- Ty, listen to me!

Joe made his own choices, okay?

He's responsible for them!

Don't walk away from me!
You need to hear this!

You don't owe Joe anything!

- Yes, I do!

- Why?

- I told you before.

He's the reason I got outta
juvie.

He's the reason I didn't
go back to that life.

- No, no, you did that.

You changed your life
because you worked hard

and because you're strong
and decent,

Not because of Joe.

- You don't understand, Amy.

You don't understand.

(Truck rumbles,
meat sizzles on the grill)

You like your steak rare,
buddy?

Ty: Yeah, that's fine.

Joe: Good.

'Cause mine's gonna be rare.
I'm ready.

All right, all right,
all right.

Listen, Joe, uh...

I'm not gonna be able
to front you that money.

- That sucks, Ty.

I was really hoping
you could help me out.

- Sorry, man.

But, hey, you're gonna be
with your son, right?

That's the important thing.

The money will work itself out,
you'll see.

- Yeah.

Ty: So Noah's two, right?

- Yeah, that's right.

- You, uh, you told me about him
at the prison ranch.

- Did I?

- That was about three years
ago.

- So?

- Well, he's gotta be
older than two now.

- I know how old my son is.

All right, he just turned three
a few days ago.

I got mixed up.

- Yeah, sorry, I...

I didn't mean anything
by it.

I was just curious, you know?

(Car rumbles outside)

(Car rumbles loudly)

(Whispers) Joe.

(Keys jingle)

(Lock clicks, keys jingle)

(Sighs heavily)

Ty: Well, this is low,
even for you.

What do you get for morphine
on the streets these days?

Fifty bucks a pop?

- Look, I didn't want
to do this, Ty,

I just... I'm in trouble.

I borrowed some money
from the wrong guys, all right?

- So the story about your son
was a lie?

- It wasn't a lie.

I tried, I tried to find him.

By the time I got out of jail,

Noah and his mom were gone.
They didn't want to be found.

- Well, I'm sorry to hear that.

- Yeah, thanks.
A lot of good that does me.

Look, I need to pay these guys
back their money,

So how about you
do me a favour

and just let me sell 'em,
all right?

(Hand slams down)

- I can't do that.

(Angry sigh)

- I can't do that.

- Ty, uh, do you remember
the night

we broke into the brewery?

They arrested me,
they didn't arrest you.

I coulda turned you in,
but I didn't.

I protected you.
Do you remember that?

- Yeah, I remember that.

- Good.

Because they threw me
in juvie afterwards

and it was all downhill for me.

You, you went on to Heartland.

There was nothing but sunshine
and rainbows for you,

so how about you show me
a little bit of gratitude

and you just help me out, okay?

- I tried to help you out,
Joe, I did.

I did whatever I could,
but it's never enough.

- I thought you were my friend.

- I am your friend, Joe!

- I thought you were my friend,
come on!

- That's why I might
not call the cops.

But you have to leave now.

Joe: Don't say that. Don't talk
about the cops, Ty.

-You have to leave now, okay?
-Don't do that, please.

Don't toss me aside like
I'm some stranger, all right?

I don't even know you anymore.

(Violent shove)

Joe and Ty: (Breathe heavily)

Okay.

Okay. Okay, Joe.

Joe, look at me.

(Ragged breathing)

This isn't you, okay?

You're better than this.

(Gasps)

(Knife clatters on the floor)

Sorry.

(Relieved breaths)

(Rooster crows, birds chirp)

(Archie's hooves thump,
he snorts)

Amy: Here.

Caleb: Hey, Nicole
can threaten me

with as many lawsuits
as she wants.

There's nothing wrong
with that horse.

Georgie: Hey, Amy,
whatcha doing?!

(Archie snorts,
whinnies shrilly)

Amy: Whoa! Watch it!
Caleb: Amy!

Georgie, go back to the house,
okay?

Georgie: Why?
Amy: Please, just go!

Georgie: Okay.

Amy: Caleb, where did you get
that horse from

before you sold it to Lou?

Caleb: Ah, a family in Okotoks.

Amy: Did they have any kids?

Yeah, they had a whole litter -

six of them,
all under the age of ten.

Bunch of little terrors.

Amy: See, it wasn't the pony

that spooked Archie
at the Dude Ranch,

It was the kid riding the pony.

Caleb: Well, if that's true,
then we best keep Georgie

as far away as possible
from Archie.

Amy: Naw, I think, actually,
she can probably help.

(Sighs)

Peter: Honey.

Lou: Oh, um, Georgie,

we wanted to talk to you
about the science project.

We might have gotten
a little bit...

overly invested yesterday.

So from now on,
we promise will not interfere.

Yeah, but we're around
if you need help,

but only if you want it.

- Of course.

Well, actually,
there is something

you can help me with.

Can I have those strawberries?

Lou: Uh, yeah,
but they're going bad.

I was just gonna make jam
out of them.

I know. That's why I want them.

- Sure.

(Truck rumbles)

- Peace offering?

- No offence, Ty,
but if Joe is still here,

I don't think I'll be
stickin' around for a beer.

- He took off.

I don't think I'm gonna be
seeing him anytime soon.

- Listen, Caleb, uh...

the reason I wanted you
to come here

is 'cause I wanted
to ask you something.

When Amy and I get married,
I'm gonna need a best man

and I can only think of
one guy for the job.

- You're talkin' about me,
right?

Ty: Well, yeah,
I'm talkin' about you.

What do you say?

Caleb: I say thanks.

- Is that a yes?

- Hell yeah, that's a yes!
(Laughs)

Of course!

Ty and Caleb: (Laugh)

Ty: All right!

Georgie: When sugar is added
to strawberries,

it draws the water
out of the fruit.

The water molecules bind
with the sugar molecules

leaving no room
for bacteria to grow.

These strawberries
are decomposing,

but by adding sugar

and allowing the molecular
reaction to occur,

the fruit is preserved.

And that, ladies and gentlemen,
is the science of jam.

Everyone: (Claps)

- Wow!

- So what'd you think?

- I think you nailed it.

- So can I go help Amy now?

- Of course.

Georgie: Thanks!

- Well, it looks like Georgie
really stepped up to the plate

all on her own.

- Okay, Grandpa, We get it.

Your hearts were
in the right place,

and that's why I've got
a surprise for ya.

Follow me.

Lou: Okay. Come on, honey.

Jack: I thought since
you both worked so hard

you deserved a little
recognition.

Now I know they don't say
"Science Fair" on 'em...

Lou: Okay, Grandpa,
you made your point.

Peter: Hey, at least we both
tied for first place.

Jack: No, no, red ribbon
is for winner.

Blue is for participation.
Good effort though.

Lou: (Amused chuckle)

Peter: A-ha.

(Door opens)

Caleb: Now that Amy's figured
out what's wrong with Archie,

she should have him fixed
in no time.

So I am ready to accept
your apology

whenever you're willing
to give it.

- Oh, you sold Lou a horse
that's afraid of kids.

I think you should be
the one who's apologizing.

Caleb: Okay, well,
how about we call a truce?

Perhaps be could discuss it
over lunch.

Nicole: I don't think so.
Caleb: Friendly coffee?

Nicole: Yeah, I don't think
it's gonna happen.

Caleb: Okay, well then,
the next time I see you

we can just go ahead and pretend
we don't know each other.

- Sounds good to me.

- Right. Of course.

(Dishes clatter)

(Door slams shut)

Okay.

Amy: All right, Georgie,
let's give this a try.

(Archie snorts nervously)
Oh easy, boy, easy.

Why is he so afraid
of me?

It's not you
he's afraid of.

See, the kids
from his previous home

were probably pretty rough
on him.

So now he thinks all kids
are gonna treat him badly.

We have to show him that not
every kid is like that, okay?

Why don't you grab
a handful of oats?

(Oats clatter)

Go ahead.
(Truck rumbles up)

(Archie snorts)

Now that's definitely progress.

Ty: Hey, Amy, you got a sec?

- You go ahead.
I'll keep an eye on things here.

- Okay.

♪ None of us want to argue ♪

♪ But all of us wanna be right ♪

Ty: Amy...

I shouldn't have walked away
from you.

♪ But none of us wanna die ♪

- I'm sorry.

- I shouldn't have said
that about Joe.

- No, you were right about him,
you were.

But you were wrong about
something else.

I didn't turn my life
around on my own.

I had you.

And you know what else?

- What?

- I can't wait to marry you.

♪♪