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[twinkling music]

[twinkling music]

(upbeat country music)

- This looks amazing! - It was.

- At the last Emerald Apple Blossom Festival,

they had rides, games food!

I gained a whole new appreciation

for deep-fried dough. (chuckling)

- Well, this looks like so much fun! Why did it stop?

- Well, I don't know. The harvest was tanking.

People didn't feel like celebrating, I guess.

- But now we're on our way back.

My mom is making her delicious apple fritters.

Oh! And Khaleh Tessa might come, too.

- Who? - My mom's sister.

Khaleh means aunt. - Oh.

Whoa! Oh, oh!

"Thomas O'Reilly and Paula Price battle to a photo finish!"

- No way! Your great-uncle and my mom were friends!

I wonder who won.

- Um... Doesn't say!

- Well, in a Price-versus-O'Reilly showdown

nowadays, I think we know who'd take it all.

- Is that a challenge? - No, not at all.

Because you know you don't stand a chance. So...

- Oh, yeah? You're on! - Okay.

- You guys done?

- No. - Nope. Not at all.

- Okay. Thanks, Lucy.

Yeah. Apple blossom garlands are a go.

Oh! Good!

So, we've got Pritch doing his roasted corn.

Halona is on apple-bobbing detail,

and we've got the Brogdens building the stands.

I've got nothing but checkmarks here!

- So Emerald is gonna pull this off.

- Yay! - Dad! Hey, Dad!

Oh! Hi, Miss Price.

Dad, look what I just found!

The Blossom Fest, 1966!

- Is that you, Paula? And Tom?

- Oh. Look at that.

- Looks like you got, uh, quite the competition going.

- We did.

- Sam wants to bring back the race. And the rivalry.

- So, are you still racing, Paula, or are you retired?

- Are you familiar with the words, "eat my dust"?

- We will see. (laughing)

Oh, we gotta get some of those apple carts, though.

- If I'm not mistaken,

Tom dumped all of his at Abelard's.

- What's an Abelard? - You don't want to know.

- Oh, but we do!

- All right, I-I'll take you.

But if we manage to get the carts, I'm warning you...

Sam takes this stuff seriously, so watch your back.

(chuckling) - All right! Let's do it!

- Now? - You bet.

- Okay!

(enchanted resonating music)

- Dad, can you field this for me?

- Already getting cold feet?

- Uh, no. It's not that. You, uh...

you're going to go help a friend, aren't you?

- Right. Catch you later, Ms. Price!

- Bye.

(soft mysterious music)

(birds chirping)

(water trickling)

(sighing)

(whooshing)

(jingling)

(enchanted resonating music)

(glass shattering)

(thudding)

(distorted voice): I wish I had another chance.

(panting)

- What was with that voice?

(enchanted music)

- Check it out: I've got a crushing victory

over the O'Reillys all planned out.

So, I'm thinking a 1,170-cc flat-twin motor

with 125 horsepower at 7,750 rpm.

- What is this?

- It's exactly what it looks like.

Turbo-charged apple cart.

The Prices have got this race sown up!

- Please! There's no way engines are allowed.

- Yeah, I checked the rules. Nothing says they aren't.

Luckily, the rules were written in 1902.

- All right, let's get to this. - Hmm.

"I wish I had another chance."

- Yep. In my vision I saw a tiara with red jewels,

a flowery keychain, some polished stones

in a glove compartment...

Finally, a smashed car with numbers on the side of it,

a bunch of smashed glass from the window.

- Numbers like a taxi?

- Didn't look like a taxi.

- Oh. As usual,

lots of clues and no connections.

- Hmm.

- Also, what did you mean when you said the wisher's voice

sounded watery?

- Uh, hard to explain.

It was kinda like, uh, blubbly.

Uh, no-no. More like blurbly.

- Okay... I think I get what you mean.

Um, maybe your wisher's a swimmer, or a fish?

(laughing)

(phone chiming)

(gasping) Khaleh Tessa is here!

Right, I'll catch up with you guys later.

- See you. - Bye.

- Smashed car. (gate closing)

I mean, we could start with that,

but where would I find it? - Yeah.

And where am I going to find a 125-horsepower V-twin

apple cart propulsion system?

(both): Pete's!

(excited squealing) - Khaleh Tessa, you made it!

- It's me!

Ooh!

(gasping) Wow!

- I know. - I can't believe that.

- I know. She's gotten big. - Am I bigger?

- Yes!

- Khaleh Tessa's the proud new owner

of this classic, stylish vehicle.

- You bought our old car? - Uh, yeah!

It's perfect for me. Low miles!

Plus, I know the previous owner, so...

- So how long will you be in town for?

- Just until tomorrow. - What?

- Yeah, work's been crazy.

I'm lucky they let me get away at all.

- No! The Apple Blossom Festival is in two days.

You have to stay for that!

- We'll see. - Yeah.

- We'll see. - Yeah.

- Okay. (Tessa inhaling)

- Let's go inside!

- What was that about? - Don't worry, baby girl.

- Is it an adult thing? - Something like that.

But for now, she's here. Why don't you just go

enjoy your time with her? - Maybe you can talk to her?

Then I think she'll stay. - Okay. We'll see. We'll see.

(birds chirping)

- Wow, this is Abelard's? This place is great!

- Don't be fooled. Oh! Um...

Don't give Abelard any information.

He will use it against you.

- Okay.

- And don't tell him you're from the city!

- Okay. Sure.

- And do not tell him you're related to Tom.

- Why? - Wh-- Just trust me.

- All right.

Aren't you coming? - Oh, no. No, he knows me.

Nah, I-I'm going to hang back or he'll definitely rip us off.

- Okay. - Just...

Less is more!

(metal scraping softly)

- Vintage bottle caps. Four bucks each. Four for 20.

- Okay. Um...

Maybe you can help me?

You probably heard they're bringing back

the Apple Blossom Fest. - Yeah, not a chance.

- Huh? - At me sponsoring.

That's what you're here for, right? A handout?

- No, see I was thinking

of bringing back the O'Reilly apple cart races.

- Because...?

- Because, um, I'm an O'Reilly.

(sighing) I'm Tom's nephew.

I just moved here. - From the city.

(whispering): Stop talking.

- Uh, yeah. - Yeah?

- Uh, I was hoping to track down

some old apple carts?

- Uh, I got one, two...

four over there. Cost you a hundred.

- Really? Not bad for the four of them.

- Each. - That's crazy!

- Paula Price. I'm not surprised you're involved in this.

- Abelard, you con artist!

Where's your community spirit, huh? Where's your shame?

- Hard to say.

Things get lost so easily around here.

- Oh, don't you make that face at me.

That's his "I've got you over a barrel" face.

- I think what we are trying to say about the apple carts

is that it's for a good cause.

Do you have any wiggle room?

- Wiggle 'em all you want. For a c-note. Each.

(scoffing)

(horn honking)

- Hey, watch out. - Oh.

Look! That car has a broken window.

- Yeah! But no numbers. That's Officer Clark's car.

There must have been an accident.

- Wait. The numbers on Officer Clark's car.

They're a perfect match!

Maybe Officer Clark is the wisher?

- Heard my name. Only good things, right?

- Uh, Officer Clark, can I ask you a question?

- Yeah. - Do you know, has this car

ever been in an accident?

- Well, I...

I'd have to check back at the station.

- Sure. Uh, also,

is there anything you want another chance at?

Say, you know, regrets, broken dreams?

- Deep, but no, not really.

- My turn. Uh...

What about a tiara? Any chance you own one?

- Sorry, not regulation headgear.

But I'll be sure to tell my sergeant you suggested it.

(Sam chuckling)

(sighing) - Funny guy.

- Yeah. Not just "funny, ha-ha".

You know, not only do the numbers match,

but did you see how he acted when I asked him about the car?

- I mean, the windows are rolled down,

but they look fine. - Yeah. That doesn't mean

they weren't broken before. C'mon.

- Hi, this is Pete. Who is this?

El--

Eliza! Hey! Listen,

thank you for giving me the invite, really.

It's so nice of you, but, uh, like I was saying,

I'm not exactly dating right now, so it's a no.

Mm-hmm. No, I-I really do mean it.

Listen, I-I gotta go, so I'm hanging up now, okay?

Okay. 'Kay, bye!

(tools whirring)

Wow! So sorry. Persistent.

Um, you were asking about Officer Clark's vehicle?

- Uh, yeah, just wondering if it's ever been repaired here?

- Mm. The police do their own work in-house. Why do you ask?

- 'Cause it's good to be prepared.

In case I put a... baseball through his window.

What? 'cause I'm a klutz and... - He is!

- And i-if, you know... - Right.

(Sam): That's...

- Fair enough.

(mysterious music)

- It's the keys!

A match.

- Yeah. Oh, it's perfect!

- The old go-kart engine?

It's yours if you want it.

Good luck getting it running, though.

- Huh?

- And your mom yells from the stands,

"Hey, Tessa! Even Cinderella

got to the ball at least once!" - Mom!

- Yeah. - You did not!

- Hey! Your team made it to regionals,

and not everybody's got a big sister

to spur them to greatness.

Oh, Tess, I totally forgot that picture was there.

- You still carry that juice I like?

- It's been eight years.

Haven't you worked it out with him yet?

(Tessa): I can't hear you! La-la-la!

(gasping)

- Man, you are the best! Okay, this is gonna be awesome!

'Kay, I'll talk to you later.

Ben said he'll help me! We are going to destroy you!

- How sportsmanlike of you to not rub it in my face.

- Sorry. Not sorry.

- Okay, back to the wish. (gate clanging)

Now, Clark goes with the numbers on the car.

And then Peter goes with the keychain.

That just leaves the broken glass,

the polished stones and the tiara.

- I can help with that. - Yeah?

- Look! I knew the tiara looked familiar.

Khaleh Tessa was the Apple Blossom Queen

in the last festival.

- Look! That's you when you were little.

And is that a teenage Pete Evers?

- Yeah. He and Khaleh Tessa used to babysit me all the time.

- They look close.

- They were. They were perfect for each other.

- Perfect as in...

together, like a couple? Or just like "like"?

- Hmm. I would say definitely on becoming-an-item track,

pre-pre-couple. - Huh.

- It just became painfully obvious to me

that I am never dating, am I?

- I'll write it down for you later.

- So, what happened? - I don't know.

I think something happened at that last festival.

- Weird. - Yeah.

- Okay. Pete has the keychain

and your Aunt Tessa has the tiara.

They were obviously an item a while ago, but...

not anymore.

- Maybe they both want another chance.

- If they both made the same wish

at the same time, it would sound...

- Blubbly, AKA blurbly.

- Yeah. So, the wisher isn't Peter or Tessa...

(both): It's both of them!

- Okay, but what does all this have to do

with Officer Clark's car?

- No idea. But we're going to figure it out.

For the sake of true love.

(footsteps approaching rapidly)

- Okay! I gotta know:

what happened with Peter and Tessa?

- Uh...

You were too young to remember,

but the last Blossom Fest...

- Khaleh Tessa was Apple Blossom Queen. Yes, I remember.

- Yeah. And Pete was Apple Blossom King.

But he never showed up.

It broke her heart. - No!

- She got stood up in front of the whole town.

Three minutes under the spotlight

not dancing with him.

(scoffing) - Did he ever say why?

- Nope. And right after that,

she left town for college.

She moved on. She got her degree, a job.

- Has she ever reached out to him?

- You know she hardly gets back here.

She always makes us go to her.

- Right.

(sighing)

Maybe enough time has gone by for another chance?

- They were great together.

But you saw Tess.

Might still hurt too much.

- Maybe.

But...

Maybe not?

(bell dinging)

- Your usual, Daniel.

- Thank you very much.

- Dan.

- Nathan! Hey, man!

What're you doing back in town?

- I told my bosses about all the good things happening here

and we're helping out with the fest.

- That's fantastic! - Yeah, yeah.

Nothing too crazy, just a little sponsorship

to get the name out there, just in case, uh,

good things happen. - Great news.

- I've actually got a proposal to run by you. Uh...

How you might be able to get us set up here,

if you have time to talk later?

- Uh, absolutely! After the fest?

I just gotta get back at it.

- Oh, sure. Yeah. Where are you off to?

- Couple of things to track down.

I completely struck out with the junk guy down on nine.

He wanted three kidneys and a firstborn

for a bunch of old apple carts.

- Is that that Abelard character? You know what?

I'm chatting him up later.

Might be able to sweet-talk him for you.

- Good luck with that. - Hmm.

(birds, insects chirping)

- I like it! - Think it'll work?

- I know it'll work.

You know what else?

It's always kind of been my dream project.

- Hmm. You know, with this bad boy right here?

- Well, this could be the first apple cart to...

- ...break the speed of sound.

- I was thinking low Earth orbit, but...

(laughing)

- Now all we need's an apple cart.

(upbeat country music)

- I can't believe Pete really stood her up like that!

Ouch! - I know.

My mom told me Tessa was devastated.

But she still made the wish.

- Peter too! - Right.

We have to get them back together, stat.

What?

- Just we haven't figured out the rest of the clues!

- So? They both made the wish and Tessa's leaving!

We have to do this. Now!

- Okay. Um...

I'll figure out the rest of the clues,

you play matchmaker. - Okay. Sounds cool.

See you after Operation: Meet Cute.

- Yeah. - Okay.

(indistinct chattering)

- This town is a hidden treasure, Spencer.

But it's about time the world discovered it.

Now, once you had apples.

Now you have something even more wonderful,

even more important... water!

Emerald spring water. Sustainably sourced,

planet-positive, and we, as a company, want to give back

more than we take out to the town, to the land,

to the community-- - Let me save you some time.

How much?

- Whoosh! Wheeze! Whoosh! Whoosh!

So, what do you think it is?

- I don't know. Asthma?

- No! It's coming from the car.

- I don't hear anything like that, Mina.

- Well, can you check it, anyways?

Please!

- You know, I was on my way home...

- But...? - But okay.

- Thank you.

- Mina, what's going on?

- Tessa.

- Peter. - Hey!

- Hey. How are you?

- Good. Good.

Yeah, I heard you were coming back into town.

- Yeah. I bought my sister's old car, so...

- That's perfect. Yeah. Low miles,

plus you know the previous owner.

- Yeah! That's what I thought!

(laughing) - Okay, you two talk! Bye!

- What was that?

- I think we've been set up.

- Wow. - Yeah.

(laughing) Okay, so, your car...?

- Oh, yeah. No. It's totally fine.

- Mm.

- Yeah. I think it was just part of the big sting.

- Right. Of course.

- Well...

Anyway, you're probably busy, so...

- Well, actually, wait. I-I did decide

to take the afternoon off, you know? It's my shop.

So, um...

Did you, uh, wanna catch up, maybe?

Go grab a shake?

- Yeah. Sure.

- Yeah? Okay.

(hood closing) - Awesome.

- Let's go.

- Wow, this town looks like it's finally turning around.

- I know, it's hard to believe.

- Yeah. So, by the time I finished school,

I'd moved up to manager,

and then part-time turned into full-time.

- Right. - And then fuller-time.

Yeah, and the years fly by. - Oh, yeah.

- What about you? - Mmm. Me?

Well... I-I run the shop now.

Yeah. - Wow.

- Yeah. Yeah, when Dad realized that I could handle the place

on my own, he just up and retired, the slouch!

(laughing)

No, I'm... I'm kidding.

No one worked harder than my dad, so...

- Yeah. He definitely deserves it.

- For sure. - Mm-hmm.

- Yes! Now how 'bout a cute memory?

- I've missed these seismic shakes.

- Right? So good.

So good. (slurping)

(laughing) - You always could do that

without getting a brain freeze. I mean, how?

- Oh! It's my superpower.

Able to drink freezing milkshakes in a single gulp.

- That's quite the superpower. (laughing)

- Yes.

- Boom! They're killing it.

- So, what else do you remember about that night?

- Well, Pete looked sharp.

Had me approve his look from top to toe.

But then he went and screwed it up by not showing.

- Yeah, Mina's mom told us about that.

- Did she tell you what Pete was doing with Officer Clark?

- Pete was with him that night?

- Yeah. I was closing up to go and enjoy the festival

and I saw the two of them together, outside Evers'.

- Could you tell what was going on?

- It was dark. I was too far away.

But I will say this:

neither of them looked happy.

- Wow, I'm actually really glad Mina made this happen.

- Yeah.

I'm almost embarrassed to say this,

but...

I have a secret.

- Ohh! Do tell. (chuckling)

- So, after my boyfriend and I broke up,

I just thought that, um...

Oh, I'm so sorry. I'm getting ahead of myself.

Are you...? - Seeing anyone?

Nope. Not right now.

I mean, obviously not right now, I'm with you. So...

- Yeah, yes.

(laughing)

Anyway, when I knew I was coming back...

I hoped...

I wished that we could have...

I don't know, another chance?

- You did? That's, uh...

Wow. That's funny 'cause...

I, uh... I totally... - No way!

- Yeah.

- Even after that night? - I never meant to hurt you.

- Yeah, but you were so secretive!

- I know. Yeah, but-- - I just didn't understand

what was going on. - That was a...

(phone ringing)

(sighing)

- I'm sorry. - Oh, no! You can take it.

- Well, no. No. - Yeah, yeah, yeah. Go ahead.

Seriously, it's fine.

- Okay. Thank you. - Yeah.

- Uh, work thing, maybe. - Yeah.

- Hey, this is Pete.

Oh. Hi. Um...

Hey, this is... this actually isn't the best time right now.

(chuckling) Eli... Eliza!

- Eliza.

- Listen. Listen, I'm kind of

in the middle of something right now, okay?

Um, look, I just I gotta go, okay?

(sighing) - Hmm.

- Sorry about that.

- Thought that you said that you were...?

- Oh! I am. That's-that's not my girlfriend.

- Oh. Then who is she? You sounded pretty close.

- Oh, it's nothing. Um, anyways, where were we?

- Why won't you answer the question?

- Because it's seriously nothing.

- No, no, no!

- That's what you said that night.

- Well, it was true then and it's true now.

Listen, Tessa

- Wow. You and your secrets.

Yeah. Um...

I think I'm going to go.

- No. Wait. (whispering): No!

- Yeah. - No.

- I just thought, um...

Goodbye, Peter.

- Tessa...

Tessa, wait. Tessa!

(sighing)

(Mina): At first it was awesome! Shakes, memories, flirty looks.

(Ruby): So, they reconnected? Then why the face?

- They reconnected, then disconnected!

- Come on! I can't put a motor on an apple cart I don't have!

- Shh! I'm telling a story!

Anyway, Meet Cute turned into Meet Ugly.

And then Meet Uglier! And then Meet Hideous!

- Sorry. I figured that might happen.

Because there's something else going on.

You know why Peter didn't show up that night?

(Sam): Why?

- He was with the police. - What?! He got arrested?

- I'm assuming.

- Which is why he never showed up.

- Totally why.

- And that's why he never told Tessa.

- Totally never told Tessa.

- Is there an echo in here?

- Totally an echo.

- I mean, not showing up 'cause you're caught

by the police? That's a pretty big secret.

- Are you saying Pete's a criminal?

- I don't know.

Wouldn't we know about it?

Wouldn't the town know about it?

- Not if there's a cover-up.

- But I don't get it.

Pete's so nice.

I don't believe it. Do you, Ruby?

- I dunno. I...

I think we need to explore this

until we know exactly what happened that night.

(instrumental music playing)

- Twenty dollars for everything.

- Twenty bucks? - For all of them?

(scoffing) Don't take it. It's a trap!

- It's not a trap!

I'm just feelin' tres bien, aujourd'hui.

That, uh, Nathan friend of yours?

Fine young man in my book. - What did he say to you?

- He made me an offer.

- For what? The bottle caps? - Absolutely everything!

The building, the contents, the works.

(laughing)

La belle France, here I come!

(laughing) - Was he being for real?

- I don't know. I've never seen him like this.

(whispering): It's terrifying.

- You're an O'Reilly, right? Tom's nephew?

You know, uh, Tom donated lots of stuff over the years.

It's all yours. On the house! - Really? Thank you.

- Everything's gotta go! Vas-y! Vas-y! Come on!

- Quick, before he comes to his senses. Go!

Go, go, go! Grab one. Come on.

- Allez! Allez. Vite, vite, vite!

Don't forget: you got two more carts to come back for!

- Okay.

- Here we go: police blotter, night in question.

Eight years ago. Here, check it out.

- Uh, one domestic disturbance,

trespass, one noise complaint.

No mention of a police car accident,

or a Pete Evers arrest.

- So, then, what was Pete doing with Officer Clark?

- I don't know.

But look at this photo I just took of Officer Clark

at the last festival, day two.

See, the car's fine.

There goes your broken window theory.

- Maybe not. What if he took his car

to Peter on the first night,

the night of the dance, to get it fixed?

- But Pete said he never fixed the car.

- He didn't actually say that.

He just said that the police do their own repairs in-house,

didn't directly answer my question.

- So...?

- So,

I'll have to ask it again,

but to Officer Clark himself.

(phone chiming) Uh, you watch Tessa.

Make sure she doesn't leave! - Wait! But--

How am I supposed to do that? - You'll figure something out!

I gotta go. Ben just sent me a text.

He's got a line on an apple cart!

- No! Oh, come on.

Guys, she has to leave for work!

(sighing)

- Oh, Mina. I have to go.

- But we barely got to hang out!

- No, no. I know, hon. I know, I know.

I know, but work emails are piling up, okay?

I promise I'll be back soon.

- Okay. - Okay?

Come here! - Aziza, please drive safe.

- I will. - And come back soon.

- Yes! I will.

- I love you. - I love you, too.

You have to visit me, okay? Bring Mina.

- Okay.

- Okay, I gotta go. Bye, Khaleh Tessa!

- Where's she going? - I don't know.

(upbeat music)

- Dude! No way!

- Yeah, way.

Your mom and Daniel scored a bunch yesterday.

- Huh. - Still got that engine?

- Inside. - Yeah?

- We really doing this?

- Time to build the meanest, screamin'-est

apple delivery system on the planet.

- Nice. Oh, man. This is perfect!

Sturdy, everything.

- Right?

You're going to win this race for sure.

- That was never a question anyway, but now...

(laughing)

(machine beeping)

- Always a pleasure.

- There you are. Um...

Officer Clark! Hi.

I have a question for you about your car...

- Sure! Come on down to the festival tomorrow.

We're letting kids get in, fire up the lights.

- ...and Pete Evers.

- What about him?

- He did some work on your car, didn't he?

The night of the festival eight years ago.

- Ruby O'Reilly, you're quite the interrogator.

You after my job? - You were with him,

weren't you? So, what happened?

- Ruby...

It's not a simple thing, okay?

Another time. I gotta go.

(Paula): A water bottling company?

(Nathan): Yeah. The idea is to give back more to the planet

than we take out and we know we can't do that alone.

We need a community of like-minded partners

and that's where you come in with the access

to your property. So...

Here's what we'd like to offer in return.

- Who's this? What are you guys talking about?

- Mr. Lutes, please meet

my well-mannered and polite son, Samuel.

This is our guest, Mr. Lutes. - Nice to meet you.

- And we're talking about Emerald's future and our future.

- Mm-hmm. This town has a lot going for it.

- Apparently, so does our property.

- Wha are we selling, or something? What?

- No, slow-slow down. It's just talk right now,

but if this works out,

we could have the best of both worlds.

Now go wash up. You smell like motor oil.

(sniffing, laughing)

Go on.

Teenagers. - Yeah.

(laughing)

- And then Officer Clark just took off!

(Tessa): Where is it? (Sam): Is everything okay, Mina?

(Tessa): I never lose my phone! - Just Khaleh Tessa

freaking out about her phone.

I feel so bad!

When can I give it back?

- Not until we know what's going on.

Okay, I feel like Officer Clark was about to tell me.

Wanted to tell me, even. - Just not in public?

- Yeah.

(squeaking) If only we knew

what the leftover clues meant.

(enchanted resonating music)

Like the stones in the glove compartment.

- The stones must be in Officer Clark's car.

- But how do we find out for sure?

- The festival!

Officer Clark said his car was going to be

on display,

which means I suddenly have a very keen interest

in the inside of police cars.

(country music playing)

- Oh-ho! Nice, Dad!

Oh, but please tell me we have a motor.

Okay, all Sam is talking about is how his

is going to have a motor. - No motor.

Motor makes it heavy and hard to control.

- Does Sam know that?

- No, he does not.

(laughing) - Sweet!

So, what are we listening to?

- This is from Old Tom's music collection.

I just got a bunch of his old stuff from Abelard's.

- So, Tom listened to this?

- Not what you'd expect, right?

- Nothing around here ever is.

(chukling)

(gasping) Oh, yeah!

(laughing)

- Step right up! Pop three balloons and win a prize!

(upbeat music)

(popping, cheering)

(indistinct chattering)

(bell ringing)

- Look at this! (siren blipping)

Emerald, version 2.0.

- Place really cleans up nice, huh?

I'm gonna miss it.

Something I never thought I'd hear myself say.

- Where are you going? - Road trip.

But to visit my family this time.

- I might just hit the road myself one day.

In the TurboCart 5000.

I mean, it'd be a shame to pack this thing up

after tonight's epic victory.

- Here. I brought you some ice.

For the bruise you're gonna get. To your ego.

- Oh! (laughing)

- Oh. - Nice.

- Your mom's a good trash talker.

- Sure is. Let's make her proud. You got this?

- Yeah, let's get it. - Okay! Move it along, O'Reilly.

- All right, all right. - This is the last time

we'll be behind you! - Oh! Hear that?

- Yeah, yeah. I heard, I heard.

Look! There's Officer Clark.

I've gotta look inside that cruiser.

Hopefully that's where the stones from my vision are.

- You can do this.

All right!

(man): Happy Apple Blossom Festival, everyone!

(mysterious music)

- What are you doing?

- I... I was right.

You have more to tell me about this, don't you?

- Ruby, you're making a big deal out of nothing.

- Nothing?

- Okay, maybe not completely nothing.

We need to talk.

(indistinct chattering)

(firetruck siren wailing)

- I have to go. Phone or not.

- But you can't!

I mean, how are you gonna exist without a phone?

You need it for work and...

- You wouldn't have it, would you?

By accident?

Huh?

- I think I would know if I, um,

had your phone.

What's going on over there?

- Mina!

(sighing) - Okay.

I can answer some of your questions now.

But first, one from me.

Why?

- I'm trying to fix something that's broken, but...

I can't do that until I know what happened.

- Well, that clears everything up.

- Look, I know how it sounds, but it's just...

- You help people.

- I was literally about to say that.

- I've seen you.

Started with Emily and Ben,

then Foster Brody,

then the Brogdens, then the Fitzgeralds.

And in some backwards way, Pritchard.

So, who are you trying to help this time?

Is it me? 'Cause if it is, you can go--

- It's not you! It's Peter and Tessa.

- Peter Evers?

I owe that kid my life.

So, whatever you want, I'm in.

- 'Kay.

Let's start with that night.

Something did happen, didn't it?

- Yeah.

That night changed my life.

- I'm guessing there's a story here?

- Mina?

- I'm sorry.

Please.

- I was still a rookie.

And I had just seen my first really bad accident

a couple weeks before,

and I couldn't shake it.

And that day I was driving,

and I went by where that accident happened,

and my heart started pounding.

I couldn't catch my breath.

I knew I was having a panic attack.

Just my mind playing tricks on me.

But it didn't matter. All of a sudden,

it's like the accident was right there on the road

in front of me.

And I swerved and...

Crash.

- But why did you go to Peter?

I mean, the police fix their own cars, don't they?

- At the time, I didn't think having attacks like that

was something you advertised, especially as a cop.

- So, Peter fixed the car

and that's why he missed the dance.

- Nah. He could've made it to the dance, no problem.

- Really? So wh-why?

- Because he saw how messed up I was.

He just stayed with me until it passed.

Talked ol' stubborn here into getting help.

The next day I went and saw my doc.

He gave me the support I needed.

- Peter never told anybody?

- No.

I needed time to gather the courage to tell my boss,

my family...

And you know what? People understood.

I really don't know why I was so afraid.

My boy got me those.

Found them on the beach

and polished them in his tumbler for weeks.

His way of saying he's got my back,

and I like to keep those there as a reminder of that.

Now...

What's this got to do with Peter and Tessa?

- Tessa thinks he stood her up that night.

It's why they broke up.

- What? - Yeah.

But the good news is now we can fix it.

(panting)

Mina? What happened?

- Khaleh Tessa caught me.

She took her phone back.

- So, where is she?

- She's gone. She left.

(siren blipping)

(birds, insects chirping)

(sighing)

(indistinct radio chatter)

- Officer Clark.

I swear I was going the speed limit.

What's going on? Who are you?

- Ruby. I'm Mina's friend.

And we know you want to leave, but there's something

you need to hear first.

- Something you should have heard

a long time ago.

(phone beeping)

The night of the Orchard Festival,

you thought that Pete had stood you up.

- We found Tessa! We're on our way back.

- Great!

- Now we just need to find Peter.

- I'm on it.

- Yeah. Nope.

- You can't say no! No noping!

- Mina, it won't make any difference, okay?

She doesn't trust me. Probably never will.

Think I'm just going to stick with vehicles

because they don't break your heart.

- What is wrong with these people?

Sam.

(motor revving)

- Hear this? It's a B-flat.

Just like a Maserati.

- Yeah. - Sam!

- What's up?

- Ruby's on her way back with Khaleh Tessa,

but I can't get Pete to stick around,

and apparently the only things he cares about in this world

are vehicles. - Vehicles?

- Yeah. If only there could be, like,

an emergency vehicle repair, or something right now

that would get him here.

- A vehicular emergency?

- Yeah. You got anything? - No! No, not at all.

I got nothin'.

Actually, I do got something, but it's gonna hurt a lot.

- Why? What're you going to do?

- Sorry, Ben.

- No, no! What are you doing?

(motor sputtering)

- Call Pete and tell him to get over here.

We got a vehicular emergency.

- Oh, Sam.

- Peter!

Peter, it's me!

(sighing)

- Hey, look.

(soft music)

Well, go!

It's what you both wished for.

Okay.

- Hey, Pete. - Yeah?

Tessa.

- I know why you didn't show up that night.

And why you thought you couldn't tell me.

(sighing)

- I promise, from now on, no more secrets.

(soft music playing)

(chuckling) - Wow.

Really?

- Oh, yeah. I owe you a dance.

♪ I used to hold your hand

♪ Yeah

♪ Walking down the sidewalk

♪ Oh, yes, I did

- The best wish ever.

- They are pretty perfect together, huh, Sam?

- They better be after that sacrifice I made?

Mina better be getting an Uncle Pete out of this.

(chuckling)

- They're so cute.

♪ Why did you go

♪ Why did you go

♪ Tell me, why did you go-oh-oh-oh ♪

♪ Why did you go

- Well, I guess it's never too late, right?

- It's not.

♪ Oh-oh-oh

♪ Why did you go-oh-oh

♪ Tell me why...

(Ruby): Things don't always go right the first time.

In fact, they usually don't.

(laughing)

At some point, we all need a second chance.

- Bring it in. - Ah!

- To move forward from our past,

or to find a new future.

Or just to reconnect with our present.

- Let the rematch begin!

Go! Go, go!

- And as for the O'Reilly-Price apple cart rivalry,

well, that had to be settled the old-fashioned way.

Without motors.

(cheering)

Because failure isn't falling down.

It's staying down.

And that, for me, for us,

for Emerald, is not an option.

(laughing) - Awesome job!

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