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[twinkling music]

[twinkling music]

(birds chirping)

(gentle music)

(Ruby): This is it. The big moment.

The moment I tell my dad the secret about the well.

Okay, Dad. Um...

I'm going to tell you something.

So, at first, I thought, "A well with no water in it?

That's weird." B-but it's not,

so try to keep an open mind

and don't think that I'm well, uh...

(chuckling)

- Ruby?

(birds chirping)

- The well is magic.

(mysterious music)

I know. It's weird, but it's true!

Okay, it collects people's secret wishes

and then...

...and then I make them happen.

So?

What do you think?

- Huh.

(both): Huh?!

- He sees the most magical,

mysterious well in the known universe,

and all you get is huh?! - You told him everything?

- Yeah. The wishes, all the history!

But the more I talked, the more he gave me

the confused dog look.

Huh?

(both): Huh?

- O-okay, okay, but wait! There's more. Let me show you.

(breathing heavily)

Um...

- Ah, listen, Ruby.

Thank you for, uh, trusting me with this.

It's, uh...

Um...

Uh, fantastic.

- Fantastic as in fantasy?

Like imaginary fun I'm having?

- Do you think it's imaginary?

Then neither do I.

- Hm.

- Um...

Yeah. Uh, I'm gonna...

get dinner started, okay?

- What was that?

Just when I needed you most? That's when you decide

that you don't work!

(pebble splashing)

(whooshing)

(voices whispering)

- I wish...

(screaming)

(panting)

(grunting)

(thudding)

(woman): I wish I got the credit I deserve!

(panting)

- Really?

Now you decide that you work? Thanks.

(sighing)

(enchanted music)

So, we have an Ivy League science woman

with serious anger issues.

- Science, and Yale, and angry scientist,

and more science.

You know, we haven't even started,

and my brain already hurts.

- Relax. We don't have to do science,

just find someone who does.

- So, who in town is likely to be the most science-y?

Maybe a science teacher?

- Not Mr. Kumar. He's a he.

Uh, veterinarian maybe?

- No. I saw it on her wall.

Dr. Brenda studied at Eastern.

And what about your buddy, the I.T. wizard dude?

- Kai the I.T. guy? Yeah.

Guy probably got his degree online for $49.99.

And he's an I.T. guy, you know.

- That's sorta it for Emerald.

- We're not really a test tube kinda town.

- What about a secret scientist,

like someone with a science hobby?

Uh, let's start with the words.

- Okay. Valence.

- Conduction.

- Photovoltaics.

- I brought some more paint cans in the car.

Do you mind grabbing them? - Yeah, no problem.

- Awesome. There you go. - Cool.

(Daniel): Thanks, man.

- Something on your mind?

- Hm? Oh. Uh, yeah. Yeah. Sorry,

it's just...

It's just Ruby. She's got some...

some unusual things in her head.

- Like what?

- She started talking about magic wishing wells

like, like they're real.

- You know, when her dad and I, Farhad, split up,

Mina went through a fantasy phase, too.

She made up these imaginary friends.

And the doctor said it was just stress.

- Yeah. It has been a year to remember.

Losing her mom, big move,

new town, new school. - That is a lot.

- Yeah, I can't blame her for looking for any way to escape.

- Exactly.

So...

Maybe meet Ruby where she is on this.

You know? Watch a wizard movie, or something.

A nice night in. See what she sees in it.

- Yeah! Yeah, that's a good place to start.

Yeah.

Magic wells.

- You guys talking about your old well?

- Yeah. Ruby has, um...

a new obsession with it.

- Yeah. So did Tom.

Just be careful, okay?

- Hm.

- "Voltaics." And search.

Great! Merely a million hits.

- Uh, try adding "Yale." - Okay.

"Yale." Search. (gasping)

A book by a professor at Yale!

"Harness the Sun: How Photovoltaics

Will Change the World?"

- Checking the library database right now.

It's here! - What?

- It's been checked out in the last five years

exactly once.

- By who?

- Me?

Photovoltaics.

(chuckles) No.

Not my idea of a gripping read.

- But the library computer says you borrowed it.

- Doubtful. Science and I broke up back in middle school.

To be fair, I didn't put enough time to the relationship.

It does look familiar, though.

- Um... - Summer of 2015?

- It was the year I opened. I don't...

(snapping fingers) Oh! I did check it out.

- You did? - Ah!

It was exactly what I needed at the time.

My first foray into pressed flower greeting cards.

See? Slide it in, slam it shut, wait a day,

Bob's your uncle. Classy, right?

I use a wooden press now, but...

Wait a second!

A limonium from 2015.

You guys!

- Oh! Uh, thanks, Lucy.

- Don't mention it! And thank you!

- Your turn!

(sighing)

- Harness the Sun: How Photovoltaics

Will Change the World, written by Dr. Harmon

and A. J. Villette.

Uh... Do you recognize any of those names?

- No. Doesn't sound like anyone from around here.

- Good morning, Halona!

- Hello. - What is that amazing smell?

- Fry grease? Meatloaf? Disinfectant?

- Or is it a magical combo of all three?

Oh! I made you smile!

- You win. (laughing)

Thanks for the honey.

- Hey, guys, is there anyone in Emerald

who would have an interest in a book like that?

I mean, science is everywhere if you look hard enough.

- I can get with that. I mean...

Behold: the humble french fry.

Salt versus grease ratio defines its perfection.

Science! Or ketchup.

Sweet and tangy fight for control of the tastebuds

in an epic battle of deliciousness.

- Ketchup? Science?

(Halona): Honey on your pancakes?

- Bees! - What?

- Raising bees to make honey!

- What? Brea the Bee Lady?

She's not cranky.

She's the happiest person on the planet!

- Well, it's our best lead yet!

Look! Uh, Brea! Brea!

Uh, Mrs. Bee Lady!

- Oh! Hi!

- Hi. Uh, question:

what would you say if I asked you about the words

valence, conduction and photovoltaics?

- Well, they all relate to solar energy.

- Oh! You are a scientist!

Uh, great! What do you know about...

This book? Uh, and if you do...

- Where did you get that?

- Uh, the library.

- Yeah, sorry. I have to go.

- Uh... (car door closing)

(tires screeching)

- What was that?

- That was our wisher.

Ooh! Popcorn.

- Yeah. I thought we could do dad-daughter movie night,

like we used to, huh?

- Fun! - Uh-huh.

- What's on? - I was thinking this might be

something you're into.

Yeah?

- Mm. - Here we go.

(mysterious music)

Oh, ho, ho, ho, ho, ho!

High production value.

(man): What word, m'lady?

- Uh-huh.

(woman): I've given birth... - What is that?

- ...to a son!

- Um... (man): Wondrous news!

- I think it's a wizard baby.

(woman): For the first time in a century. The baby...

- Dad? - Mm? Yeah?

- Why are we watching this?

Do you like it?

- I, uh, ye-yeah. I mean, there's more tails

on the humans than I usually like.

But, you know,

I want to know what you're into.

So, if you're into magic and fantasy,

then I'll give it a go.

- That's nice, Dad, but, you know,

movie magic and wizards? Not really my thing, so...

- It's not?

- Let's watch the cop and dog show, you know?

That's always funny. - No, no wait, wait.

So, you're not into the well and magic anymore?

- It's not that. It's just...

the well is different.

You know, magic on TV is always trying to be,

you know, creepy or cool, but... (sighing)

...the well is a whole other thing

because...

...the well is real.

(enchanted music)

Cop and dog show. Yeah, let's watch

the cop and dog show. Eat your popcorn.

You always get it up your nose at all the funny parts.

(dog groaning)

(dog barking)

(buzzing)

- Good morning, citizen scientists!

Who wants to learn more about apis bombus,

the humble bumblebee? - Me!

- I do! - That's what I like to see!

How about we take a look inside one of these hives today?

- So, guys, how are we gonna talk to her without, you know?

(mimicking explosion)

- Let's find out.

- Uh, hey! Um...

probably should have told you this earlier.

But, um, mortal fear of bees.

- Since when? - Since... Ah!

Since The Swarm in 3D! I...

- Hello!

Don't worry. That was just a friendly apis mellifera.

You really got get 'em mad before he'll hurt ya.

- Ah, I don't trust anything with a weapon in its butt.

- Well, welcome to Sunny Bees.

Oh. It's you. With the book.

- Uh, yeah, about that. Sorry, I just--

- Look, guys, if you're not here to sign up,

then I'm going to have-- - We are. We love bees.

(nervous chuckling)

- Huge fans.

- Okay. Well, you're going to need a consent form

to attend, so have a parent or guardian sign these

and then buzz on back, okay?

- Okay. - All right. I'll see you later.

- See you! - Can't wait!

Beecological camp?

- It'll be fun! - Yeah.

- Come on.

(indistinct background chatter)

(birds chirping)

(soft music)

(sighing)

(squeaking)

- Hi, Clayton.

That's a lot of vowels.

(enchanted music)

(squeaking)

Tom.

Ruby Viola O'Reilly.

(mysterious music)

I wish he were still here.

I wish I knew where to start.

Yeah, Clayton.

I'm going to have to look into this.

- It's a day camp for kids to learn about bees, ecosystems,

ecology and how to harness the sun to change the world.

- Wow. That's a familiar mouthful.

- It's straight from that book.

Oh, uh, what else did you find on her?

- Cross-refed her name and Yale University.

She came up in the alumni directory.

She was a science whiz kid. Awards, scholarships.

- Graduated college in two years.

Uh, started grad school at Yale eight years ago.

School of Applied Science and Engineering.

- But why? You don't need all that to raise bees.

What'd she do after?

- She just dropped out of sight?

- Except she didn't. She's here raising bees.

But why?

- That's what we're gonna find out.

- So, you knew Tom best. Did he ever...

talk about writing stories about the well?

- Don't know about that.

He did tell me he could see lights, visions.

Thought he could grant wishes.

- Ruby was saying something like that.

- I don't blame you.

- For what?

- For being worried.

You are worried, right?

That thing always gave me the creeps.

But that was with Tom.

He had a hate on for it.

Might be different with you two. - Why?

- Because you and Ruby got a great vibe going.

I mean, already things around here are totally different.

- Yeah.

Maybe this is different, too.

- Besides, tomorrow she'll move on to something else.

Kids...

Attention span like this.

- Dad!

Dad! Uh, Dad,

could you sign this?

- Yeah. Uh, listen, Ruby, I think you need--

- I think I need a new--

- A productive hobby. - After-school activity.

- What? - What?

- Uh...

Beecological camp? That's, uh...

It isn't magic-related, is it?

- It's bee-related.

(Ruby chuckles) - Okay.

(both): I think this will be great...

- ...for me. - ...for you.

- Hi, Ben!

Uh, bye, Ben!

(indistinct background chatter)

- Hey, Brea.

- Hey, guys! Don't mind the drizzle.

It'll let up soon.

- We're excited.

- So, uh, how're we going to get her to tell us something?

- Have no idea, but keep your eyes open, 'kay?

We'll find something.

(kazoo fanfare)

- Next up we will track the apis mellifera

as they pollinate the local flora. Okay?

So let's get buzzing!

Everybody, buddy up! Teams of two.

- Seriously?

- Hi, Sam. Hi, guys.

- Hey. - Uh, you know,

I could be your partner.

- That'd be great, Molly.

- I didn't know you liked bees. - I don't.

- So, why are you here?

- Good question.

- Okay, we gotta get inside somehow.

I bet she keeps old records in there.

You know, files and stuff.

Sam! I need a distraction. Something big.

- Okay. Um...

No!

(buzzing)

(screaming)

- Bee hoods up, everybody!

- Unexpected, but effective! - Uh-huh.

- Let's go! - Let's calm these bees down.

(chuckling)

(whispering): 2014. This is when she was at Yale.

This one, this one.

- Harness the Sun: How Photovoltaics

Will Change the World...

...by Brea Cochrane.

- This is the one we saw at the library.

But that was written by Dr. Harmon,

and I don't remember seeing her name on it.

- This is why she must be so upset!

This is why she's so mad, because she wrote the book

but didn't get credit.

- Brea the Bee Lady was on track

to be a top scientist until some greedy professor

stole her work.

(door opening, gasping)

- Hello?

Is anybody in here?

(buzzing)

Wow.

Bye, guys! - Bye.

- I will see you next week, Sam. - You betcha!

(laughing)

- We've gotta get this girl the credit she wished for.

- Are you okay? - Yeah.

I bet this has something to do with that evil

Dr. Harmon. We need to speak to him directly.

- I'm on it.

(indistinct background chatter)

(phone keyboard clicking)

Yale...

Hi. Uh, Doctor Harmon's office, please.

Oh, he's already left, has he?

Well, uh, maybe I can catch him there, then.

Thanks so much.

(phone beeping)

- So, he's not in his office?

- No, he's, uh, on a trip, apparently.

Field research. - Where?

- Emerald.

Well, if he's in town, he's here!

(brakes squealing) Four-star accommodation.

- Out of ten.

- Hey, guys! Check this out.

(distant dog barking)

Science stuff.

Means Professor Dirtball is here.

- Hey!

What are you doing? - Is that him?

Looks kinda young.

- Do you have any idea what this thing is worth?

- No, but...

I have an idea how much this is, Professor Harmon.

- Brea Cochrane? You know her?

- Yeah. We're Brea's bee campers.

- Sam.

- That came out less tough than I thought.

(clears throat)

- Yeah, well, the point is...

we know you stole this right out from under her.

- Listen. I-I'm not even Dr. Harmon.

I'm Professor August Villette,

his senior associate.

Brea was my colleague once upon a time.

- Uh-oh. - Oops.

- Unexpected.

So, where is he?

- He returned to campus and entrusted me

with the field research.

- Oh.

Oh, well. If we're gonna help Brea,

we'll call him there, then. Thanks.

- Uh-uh, wait!

So, you're friends of Brea?

- Yeah. - Yeah.

- Uh-huh.

- I knew she was around here someplace.

Wasn't quite sure where.

You said she's running a bee camp?

- Actually, it's called Sunny Bees Apiary.

- It's good to know. Hm.

Hopefully she's changed, then.

- What do you mean, changed?

(sighing) - Af-after the, uh, incident.

See, you've got it all wrong.

Truth is...

Brea is responsible for her own problems.

- Okay. Uh, why?

- She had a very public breakdown.

She raged against me,

Dr. Harmon, most of the western hemisphere.

Ended her career.

She hasn't spoken to me since.

- So? Just because that happened,

doesn't mean Professor Harmon has the right to steal her work.

- Well, then she shouldn't have sent him an email

asking for her name off the research.

She was just...

unprofessional.

- What do you mean, exactly?

(sighing)

- Her work wasn't stolen.

And if that's what she told you...

...she's lying.

Uh, please don't touch the equipment, okay?

- What? Why were you talking to August Villette?

- Because we like you and we care.

- Wow! I haven't talked to him in years.

And I thought you were just bee campers.

What are you? Like, little detectives?

- Yeah, something like that.

Uh, look, we're sorry we snooped,

but we know about the book and then we saw the manuscript!

- This is crazy! - Yes, it is.

But so is getting no credit for a huge manuscript you wrote!

- Yeah, but why is he here?

I deliberately cut off contact with all of them!

- Is what he said true?

About you not wanting credit?

(device buzzing) - No!

Dr. Harmon sent August to tell me

that I was no longer needed.

And yeah! Sure, I lost it, but I...

I never asked to be taken off the book!

(sighing)

You know, I thought Dr. Harmon was so nice.

And it's okay for a professor to take some credit

for a student's work, but oh...

(shouting): Not all of it!

Sorry.

Excuse me.

(phone ringing) Oh!

Just...

It's him! It's August!

Oh. I'll take it.

(phone ringing)

(phone beeps) Hello?

Yeah, you found me.

But before this goes any further,

I am not interested in Harmon.

Oh!

Oh. Yeah, that...

That does sound pretty intriguing.

But like I said, I-I can't work with--

Really?

Just you?

Uh, that's different.

Okay, let me think about it.

(phone beeping)

- So?

- It's a new project.

Handheld LiDAR data evaluations via digital surface

and elevation models for real-time

onsite application.

(sighing in disbelief)

It's August's new project!

And a game changer.

He wants me in. Full credit.

And no working with Harmon.

- That sounds like everything you want.

- Do you trust him? - Oh, yeah.

He was my best friend through undergrad

and grad school. - Maybe you should do it.

- Thank you!

- For what?

- For helping him find me.

And maybe getting me my career back.

Okay.

- Does that mean the wish is done?

- Does it?

- Maybe. Let's make sure she gets the credit

she deserves this time.

(bright music)

(sighing)

(indistinct chattering)

(Brea): I can see what you're going for,

but this is a tough one.

I'm going to need some time to noodle it.

- Noodle away!

All these struggling farmers

could convert their land to solar,

and this application will help them do it themselves.

- It would be a wonderful tool.

- But it's a tricky bit of physics.

And if I'm not mistaken,

your research is all over it.

- You, sir, are not mistaken.

(chuckling)

(phone chiming)

(Ruby on voicemail): Hi, it's me. Not here,

but talk to me anyway.

- Anyway,

I will help you.

But Harmon? No way.

You have to understand I never wanted to be

taken off of his book.

I don't know why he would lie to you about that, but...

you have to believe me. - Well, you have to understand,

it was a lot-- - And it's okay.

I don't blame you for not being sure.

I was pretty out of it.

- Yeah. - But still.

Anyway, I'm back!

- That's amazing.

So, the project's on here.

When you've worked your magic,

you could just load it back and--

- Wouldn't it be faster if I just email it to you?

- No! Uh, put it on there.

Email isn't exactly secure, is it?

- Yeah. Okay. Sure.

Hey! Whatever happened to my old lab partner, Squidge?

- You don't want to know. - Are you telling me that...

- Uh-oh. Puzzle face. - What's up?

- Sam, I need you to check something for me

with your IT guy. Might take a while.

We're sorry for eavesdropping, Brea.

- Yeah, we just didn't want you to get robbed again.

- You guys are sweet, but August is an old friend.

You don't have to worry. (sighing)

But I do have to pull an all-nighter now.

You could help. - Yeah!

- Sure!

- I am putting you in charge of shakes.

I hereby deputize you

as the Fix My Career team leaders.

- Awesome! - Cool!

- How fun is this? - So fun!

Okay, what are we gonna make?

(indistinct chattering)

- Foster, what do you know about magic wells?

(scoffs) - You O'Reillys and your wells.

- Hey, Paula. - Your uncle blamed

that pile of rocks for everything!

Even our underground streams drying up.

- How's that?

- Well, he had this idea

that he had to keep the well so it would feed the streams.

- But that's-- - Backwards!

I don't know how he even got through earth science class

in high school.

- Tom read a lot about Irish wells.

So, there's plenty of lore about healing

and wish granting,

which might explain some of his wild ideas.

- Well, he certainly had plenty of those.

And a mean, mean tongue.

Sorry. Did I say that out loud?

- Uh, you might've.

- Whoops. As you were.

- Okay. Uh, I-I better keep looking.

Thanks, Foster. - Uh, Daniel!

About that girl of yours.

You know, she really...

She really helped me out.

She's actually...

already helped a lot of people around here.

- Okay.

- So try not to worry,

'cause she's probably just out doing more good in the world.

- Thanks.

(phone ringing)

(sighing)

Ruby? Where are you?

- I just got back to the bee place.

Sorry I didn't pick up.

Uh, can I stay over at Mina's tonight?

We're, um helping someone.

- I started to see a pattern here.

- I hope that's okay?

(people exclaiming)

(Ruby): Dad?

(laughing)

- You always said this place

would come back again someday, Paula.

I just can't believe it!

- Me, neither.

How's this happening?

- Who cares?

Forty years dry.

And now look at it.

(laughing)

(Runy): Dad? Is everything okay?

- Yeah. It's okay, Ruby.

You keep at it.

(laughing)

- I cracked it.

Took me all night, I had to slog through

two years of my old data,

but I did it.

Now all I have to do is give it to August.

- Um, I'll take it to him. You rest.

- You are the best.

- Um, you stay with her? (Brea): Oh...

- Make sure she actually gets some rest.

(phone keyboard clicking)

- I knew I could count on Brea!

All I had to do was find her.

I mean, other way around.

Once I found her, I knew it was going to work out.

Just got up. Mouth isn't working yet.

- Glad it worked out for you.

- Have her call the second she's up.

I need to thank her properly, okay?

(mysterious music)

- Ruby! Mina! I have news.

It took Kai the I.T. guy

all night to confirm, but you were right.

- Yeah? - Brea's email was breached.

In 2014. She probably never even knew it.

- So who sent the email

where she gave up credit for her book?

- Oh, maybe the guy who said, "Email accounts aren't secure."

I mean, when he said that to Brea,

he kind of gave himself away. - Thank you.

August Villette wanted to be doc's number one,

so he got rid of her on purpose.

- Until he needed her. That's why he moved

their field research to Emerald, to find her!

But he didn't know exactly where she was until we told him!

- And now he has all her new stuff on the flash drive.

He's gonna take credit for that, too!

- Yeah, or at least he might try.

(phone ringing)

- Hello? - Hello! Uh...

is this the young lady that dropped off the drive?

- That's me. - Oh, good!

Uh, because I just checked it on my computer

and all that comes up is this phone number

and a bunch of bee emojis, if you can believe that.

- Actually, I can believe that there's nothing on that drive

but this phone number and a bunch of bee emojis.

Can you, Brea?

- Yes! Yes, I can.

- And, uh, how about you, Dr. Harmon?

- I can now.

- Dr. Harmon? I-Is that you?

- I came right over as soon as these kids tracked me down

and explained everything.

Oh, and you might as well keep driving, August.

Maybe you'll find a new position elsewhere.

I think you know why.

- Dr. Harmon, I-I don't know what they've told you,

but you just have to understand that I--

(laughing)

- I just can't believe I didn't see it.

Can you, Dr. Harmon?

- No. I trusted August.

I clearly didn't oversee my students enough back then.

If I had, this never would've happened to you.

And you, Ruby. How did you know?

- I didn't, Dr. Harmon.

Not until Villette took off with Brea's work.

Or, at least, thought he did.

Here you go. - Wait!

Brea needs recognition this time.

We have backups and we're witnesses.

- I think I can do better than just credit.

How about the next run of your book

with your name up front?

- That would be amazing.

- Thanks a lot, kids.

(chuckling)

You know,

you always were brighter than Villette.

Would you ever consider coming back into the fold?

Seems I'm suddenly down an associate.

You could have your old office back, or Villette's.

And wait until you see the updates

that have been made in the lab.

The new solar array simulator can store

up to 100 I-V curves!

- I mean, that sounds incredible.

- Mm-hmm.

(indistinct background chatter)

But... I'm good here.

Really good.

Here I get to see the difference I make every day.

I just didn't see it 'til right this minute.

- I understand.

If I had what you have, I wouldn't want to leave either.

How about guest speaking, then?

From what I understand, you're pretty good

at, uh, inspiring young minds.

- Deal.

(bell on door ringing)

- Wow!

This looks really good.

- Thanks.

- Hey, Ben, um...

When you decided to-to go back home,

did your stepmom happen to mention

that she had made a wish for you to come back?

- Yeah. Yeah, she wished it, like, every single day.

- And you did come back.

- Her wish, or whatever,

it came true, I guess.

All thanks to Ruby.

What are the odds, right?

Meeting you guys was some seriously good luck.

Like magic, even.

- Magic.

(enchanted resonating music)

(Ruby): People say bad things happen for a reason:

to open your eyes to good things around you

and to help you appreciate what you have.

I don't know if I believe that, but I do know

that appreciating what you have helps you move past

those bad things so you can live again.

- Are you ready for some waffles?

(chuckling) - Yeah.

- Topped with some of nature's

finest, golden honey.

(chuckling)

- Mmm.

- Never gave you enough credit.

- Hm. Okay.

- You figured out how to make your world a better place.

That's what I'm trying to do by fixing up the land.

(sighing)

I may not get it,

but I do support you.

A hundred percent.

- Thanks.

- I just, uh...

(Daniel sighs)

These wishes that you're making come true?

- Yeah?

- Do you believe that it's magic?

- Does it matter?

(Ruby): Magic, as it turns out,

is in the eye of the beholder.

Is an old well magic?

How about a fountain suddenly coming back to life?

Some will say no, others will say yes.

But since this wish was all about getting credit,

I have to give my dad some, too.

When I told him about a magic well

that stored the deepest hopes and dreams of a town

and how I, out of billions of people in the world,

was chosen to make them happen...

he could've said a lot of stuff.

But 100 percent support?

Never saw that coming.

Huh.

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