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[twinkling music]

[twinkling music]

(Ruby): Let's just say our new place was unexpected.

An old farm left by our strange uncle.

A secret wish-giving well.

Unexpectedly great friends, like Mina and Sam,

with his super-awesome mom.

- It started 'cause I was born with a heart thing.

- Sam needed a blood transfusion.

A donor shows up out of the blue with a match.

- Then came a friendly stranger.

- I'm here on business. My company's scouting

places we might want to expand to.

- New, unexpected opportunities.

- Here's what we would love to offer.

- We're talking about Emerald's future and our future.

- Are we selling? - Too bad it all went sideways.

- What's wrong? - The water people.

- Mm-hmm. - They want to dig

right where the old well is.

- And...? - They can't.

- But it's not over.

- I wish I could see what she sees.

- Not even close.

Dad!

Dad!

- Yeah.

- Still thinking about what you saw at the well?

- Yeah. It's, uh...

To see what you see? It-it changes...

everything.

- Yeah. - Uh, how long has this been...?

- Since the first day we got here.

- And how many times?

- Eleven wishes so far, including yours.

- Uh...

- Uh, here! I-I found that this helps.

It has everything.

My wishes and everyone before me.

It goes back generations.

- "I wish he were still here."

That was... Emily's wish.

You did that. You brought Ben home to her.

And I... I wish...

"I wish she would trust me."

- That's why I went to that party without permission,

to grant that one.

- And I grounded you.

- Yeah, but it all worked out,

so no hard feelings.

- This...

You have done a lot of good things for this town.

- It's what well-keepers do.

They grant wishes and then things get better.

It's all thanks to that well. I mean, without it...

So, nothing's going to stop it.

Or us. Right?

- Right.

(phone vibrating)

Not even you.

The answer's still no!

- You know that the town might miss its big opportunity.

You realize that, right? Its own water brand

and everything that comes with it.

- Other opportunities will come along.

- But everybody, especially Ms. Price and Abelard--

- Not thrilled. I know. - And nobody--

- Understands. I know.

- Okay.

You know the company got bought out.

- That so? - Yeah.

The old owners? Family business, great people.

The new ones? They're all about the bottom line.

They sent me in.

They are serious about getting this deal done.

- You're under a lot of pressure, I get that.

But my mind is made up.

- Then you'll understand if the company

explores other options.

- Do what you have to do.

(indistinct background chatter)

(sighing)

(birds chirping)

(squeaking)

- Hey, Clayton!

Exploring behind the mysterious closet door of mystery?

(sighing)

One day, you've gotta tell me

what's behind there, buddy.

(enchanted resonating music)

Hiya, troublemaker slash eighth wonder of the world.

What've ya got for me this time?

(whooshing)

(man singing)

♪ My best friend that I cannot deny ♪

♪ You were priceless, now so am I ♪

(man): I wish we'd stayed friends.

(panting)

- I'm in the wish?

(enchanted music)

- Well? Is your mom still mad at Ruby's dad?

- Oh, she says she's not angry. - Oh, that's great!

- Just very, very disappointed.

But I'm working on it. I'm not going to give up.

What's the new wish?

- "I wish we'd stayed friends."

Uh, I saw an old painting and then an old plane ticket

from a place called Fernandez Travel

with D-U-B and 1978 on it. - My mom knows Miss Fernandez.

Might get us something. - Huh.

- And what about the song? Do you remember any words?

- Just "You were priceless,

and now so am I."

But the rest was garbled.

And, you know, it was like I've heard that voice before.

I just don't remember where.

And...

- And?

- Me.

(both): You?

- Yeah. I-I saw myself

from when I found the well-keeper's logbook.

- That's weird. - Very.

- Okay. All right. I'll go check out that plane ticket, then.

- Okay.

- Yes, sure. I booked trips with Silvia Fernandez

before they went under. Internet did them in.

- Any chance you still have an old ticket?

- Uh... maybe.

Uh, why? - Oh, you know me.

I'm so interested in old things. I'd love to see one.

- Oh, you're interested in old things?

Maybe you'll be a historian.

If I can get you into college.

- Okay, here we go. - If those neighbours of ours

weren't so stubborn, this would be solved,

just like that, but apparently some stack of stones

is more important than your future.

Hey! Maybe you could talk some sense into them?

- It's... complicated.

- Okay. Well...

This is from when I went

to a nursing convention in the '80s.

- What does ORD stand for?

- It's a three-letter code. It's short for O'Hare airport.

- Does every airport have a three-letter code?

- Yeah, I think so.

- Okay. Cool.

So, um, D-U-B...

it's probably, like, Dubuque, or Du-Dubrovnik?

- Ah. Or Dublin, Ireland.

Sam, just talk to them.

This is too important.

- Okay.

- Okay, Millie. Thanks.

- Well, what'd she say?

- She says her gallery only deals with contemporary art

and there's only one place in town that has

a collection of old stuff. - Where?

- In our own library.

That's not it.

Nope. Not it, either.

- Well, that's all of them.

Unless there's some secret painting hidden

in some crazy place like the ceiling,

or behind a door, or hidden away in some...

Ruby? Where did you go?

- In here!

Mina, you're a genius!

- Well, what can I say?

What's that supposed to be?

- No idea! But it's definitely our painting

and, uh, there's a signature!

But I can't read it.

It says '78.

If that's 1978 then that's the same year

as the plane ticket from my vision. Here!

- Okay.

- Say cheese!

- Cheese. (camera clicking)

- Flip it.

Got it.

- Look! Fernandez Travel.

Oh! And the D-U-B in your vision

meant our wisher was going to Dublin.

- Hmm. Good clue.

- Hey! Check this out.

It says, "Must be 18 years of age

to book through Fernandez Travel."

So that means the wisher was at least 18 in 1978.

- That means whoever bought the plane ticket

must be in their sixties now, at least.

- So we've got an older wisher.

- A trip to Ireland. - Trippy painting.

- The year 1978. - And a song.

And finally...

(both): You.

- Uh, can we just, you know, focus on the song?

Um... "You were priceless

and now so am I."

- What else do you remember?

- Um, well the music itself was good

and the words were okay. But...

altogether, it sounded kind of like that music

that Tom used to listen to!

(man singing) ♪ ...and your fountain's ♪

- That's him!

- It's okay. I mean, it's not really my taste, but...

- Me, neither. Can you imagine?

The poor, sad, out-of-touch person

that would actually like this music?

- Oh! - Ooh! I love this song!

Oh! Hi.

- Hi, Dad.

- Hey.

- Hey, are you... working on a wish?

- Uh, it-it's okay. He knows.

Everything. - Everything?

- Yep. Uh, hey, Dad?

We could actually use your help.

Do you remember where you got this tape?

- Ah, yeah! From the junk guy

when I picked up the apple carts for the festival.

Abelard.

- Do you know who the singer is?

- No idea. But he might.

- Okay. Thanks, Dad!

- Good luck! - Bye.

- Bye.

- All right. - Let's go!

I've got the tape.

Oh, wait! - What?

- That guy's not gonna want to talk to me.

My dad ruined his deal.

- You know what? Don't worry. We got this.

- We do? - Yeah. You know,

you just gotta be friendly.

You know, ask him how he's doing.

- Working when I should be retiring.

That's how I'm doing!

(chuckling) - I hear you!

Um, anyhow... uh, this tape came from your shop.

We were wondering if you know who it is?

♪ Remember the lives that were... ♪

- O'Reilly! - Uh, yeah.

We know he used to listen to this music,

but we were wondering who the actual singer

of the song is? Um...

- O'Reilly.

- Wait, what?

- That's Tom O'Reilly, all right?

- Singing? - A voice from the grave.

Now, unless you're buying something, good afternoon.

I've had it up to here with that family!

- Unbelievable! The song-- - Connected to Tom.

He sang it. - And the plane tickets make him

the right age. He was over 60, easy.

- But what about the painting?

Unless...

Think this could be his signature?

- Let's find something he signed.

- Okay.

Here. Signed. Thomas O'Reilly. A match!

- So...

you think Tom is our wisher?

- No, that would mean...

- Our wisher is...

dead.

- It's a little bit late, isn't it?

- A little bit creepy, isn't it?

- A little bit impossible, isn't it?

And... who would a dead guy want to stay friends with?

If we want to find out who Tom's friends were,

there's gotta be like a letter, or a diary,

or something in here.

This is where my dad put all of Tom's old stuff.

- So much stuff. - You should've seen it before

Ruby and her dad cleaned this place up!

- It's just more financial papers.

- Oh. - Copies of letters to editors.

"Dear Sir, I am cranky. Sincerely, Tom."

- That's a cool box. - Yeah.

Uh, no! Just Tom's old junk drawer stuff.

Let's see, we got, uh...

bent paper clips, pen caps, no pens,

a random key, ancient soy sauce?

- Wait, there's a key? - Yeah. Junk drawer special.

- What's the big deal? You think it's important?

- Oh, well it could be the key

to the mysterious closet door of mystery.

I mean, it's the only door in the house

that we've never found a key to, and I am dying to know what's...

...in here.

(mystical music)

- This house!

Where does this one go? Narnia?

(chuckling)

(mysterious music)

Wow! This is...

(mimics explosion)

- Must be Tom's old studio.

- So he was a musician?

And a painter.

- It appears that way. Wonder since when?

- Yeah. Everyone in town said that Tom was just a grouch.

- I guess there was a part of him that no one knew existed?

- Man, those paintings are crazy.

- Yeah, but I mean, they're kind of nice, too.

Okay, this is all really great stuff,

but we need to find out more about Tom, right?

(both): Yeah. - Okay.

I'm gonna go talk to the one person in town

who knows everything about everyone.

You guys stay here. - Good idea.

- All right. We'll keep working. - Yeah.

- Halona, you could write a book about this town.

- Maybe I will someday.

Anyway, from what I hear, as Tom aged,

he just kind of spiraled downward,

gave up on the orchard and became an odd jobber.

A very odd jobber.

- Uh, did he have any friends?

- Not really.

I felt bad for him, but I tried!

I tried to, uh, tempt him with my shakes,

but he was always tap water and toast,

like he wanted to forget anything better existed.

- That's so sad. - Yeah. It was.

- Well, maybe he had a fight with someone?

Did he ever mention that,

or someone he'd wished he'd stayed friends with?

- I know he had a flare-up with Pritchard back in the day.

You might wanna go chat him up.

- Thanks.

(bell on door ringing)

- If there's a clue here, I'll never know.

Okay, it will take forever to analyze all of these.

- I think our best bet is right here.

Now, think about it: anybody who has this much gear

writes his own songs, right?

- Mm-hmm. - So I'm thinking maybe

there's one about an old friend.

Let's see.

That one, then...

(chuckling)

(Young Tom): September 3rd, '78.

Reel six, track one, take four,

Priceless. Here we go.

(soft music playing)

♪ You were my best friend for life ♪

♪ That I cannot... ♪

- That was the song from my vision!

- Okay, now tell us who you're talking about.

♪ ...now so am I ♪

♪ Thóg tú mo chroí ach ♪

- What happened? - Sounds like he swallowed

his tongue!

- It's another language. Vaguely familiar.

- What, like Elvish?

♪ Thóg tú mo chroí ach ♪

- He's singing in Gaelic!

Oh, we need to find someone who actually speaks it!

- What about Professor Google?

Okay, so the words translate to:

"Taketh you my heart, but ere not my ring."

- Aww. - Uh, and then there's something

about "love's fleeing through branching wood."

I don't know. It's not very helpful.

- Sure it is!

It's a love song about losing someone.

When you lose a love, you lose a friendship, too.

- So that's who he wished he'd stayed friends with?

- Could be.

- See, Tom and I?

We were cut from different cloth.

I was military, he's...

bit of a flake, I guess.

- But you had some sort of fight?

- Yeah. Ages ago.

At the time, I felt that he was,

uh, warming up too close to my girl. Eleanor.

- Oh, we know her! Your wife!

- She is now. Back then, she was still Eleanor Meade

and we were just courting.

I was young,

had a quick temper and a quicker left hook.

Still feel bad about that.

- Do you know if Tom maybe wished

you guys had stayed friends?

- I doubt it.

Since we were never friends to begin with.

- Thanks Mr. Pritchard.

- Oh, you're welcome.

- Also, um, just wondering...

do you remember when the fight was, exactly?

- Oh, it was right about the time

the fountain dried up, so '78ish?

- Thank you.

I think I know exactly who that song in Gaelic is about...

- Then who is it? - Eleanor Pritchard.

- Okay, but she's married to Mr. Pritchard.

- She is now, but not back then.

Back then she was the very popular Eleanor Meade.

But then Tom got too close, and pow!

Actual fist fight.

- Look! Eleanor Meade. Tom's last wisher.

- "I wish he'd take the hint."

Uh, wisher: Eleanor Meade.

Then Tom's entries stop and yours start.

- Hmm. - So? What do you think?

- I'm thinking while Tom was supposed to be

wish granting, he fell for Eleanor.

- But it didn't work out.

- Yeah. And that's why he wishes that they'd stayed friends.

And look, it's even from the magical year of 1978.

- Guys, how do we know we're right?

- Hmm. I think we talk to Eleanor Pritchard,

my almost great-aunt.

(laughing)

- Tom and me? It's just, it's absurd!

- It is? Why?

- Oh, Tom wasn't interested in me.

If he were, I would've known.

The man was not shy.

And he wasn't my type at all.

Happy-go-lucky dreamer.

- Happy-go-lucky what? - Yes, dear.

Devil-may-care Tom!

Sang in the street, always reciting poetry.

Skipping school to lie in the grass and draw.

He was a lark!

- Are we talking about the same Tom?

- It's the same Tom.

- Guess that would explain why he made those paintings

and sang those songs.

- And he brought me and my husband together.

Tom came up with a plan for us to pretend to be an item

so Langston would get jealous.

- That's what the fight was about.

- Exactly.

I had my eye on Langston forever.

I'd wished he would take my hint.

Tom finally got Langston to notice me.

- So Tom never proposed, or...?

- Oh, heavens, no!

But our story did inspire him.

One day he gave me one of those twinkly looks he used to get.

He said he had big plans for his future,

thanks to Langston and me.

- Do you know what those plans were?

- It's not for me to tell.

Some secrets are best left with the dead.

- Hey, kids. - Hey, Mr. Pritchard.

- Oh! They're beautiful!

Thank you, sweetheart.

- Thanks, Mrs. Pritchard. - You're welcome.

- So, Tom was not in love with Eleanor.

- So, who was he in love with

and who'd he write that song for?

- What changed him from a romantic dreamer

to a crusty old crabapple?

There's gotta be more clues in his studio.

- Thanks again, Ava! I'll see you later.

Ah, Nathan!

Hey, listen.

I don't know how many times I'm gonna have to say it,

but I'm absolutely not interested in--

- I'm not here to see you.

- Oh. Oh, you're not. Okay.

- No. I'm just meeting your charming neighbour,

got a few things to discuss.

- Project still has legs, then?

- That's what the lawyers tell me.

You know how they are. Always got an angle.

Have a nice day.

- So, you said you found another way.

- Yes. After Dan bailed,

my bosses had another look

and we can still get what we need from your property.

- Ah, the deal looks the same.

- Yeah. Pretty much is.

- Same numbers. That's the main thing.

- Hmm.

- Do you have a pen?

- Oh, you...

probably want to have your lawyer

take a look first, right? Just in case?

- I did. After every version,

nearly put me in the poorhouse.

Seriously, is there anything here I should be worried about?

- Nothing that concerns you, no.

- Okay. Well, I'm not spending another $250

for a few new "heretofores" and "notwithstandings."

I trust you.

- Okay, but just as long

as you understand this is a legal document.

It's binding. - Good!

Sam, you're going to thank me for this one day.

- For what?

- For your future, that's what.

(reel spinning)

(distant insects chirping)

- Okay!

There's gotta be something

right in front of me, I just...

Blood donor card.

Hmm.

June 17, 2008.

Didn't think Tom was the donating type.

(sighing)

(clunking)

Whoa!

(mysterious music)

(Mina): Black light? What's that?

- Ultraviolet light. It's a hippie thing.

Shows a painting hidden on top of another painting.

(Sam): So what were they pictures of?

- They match Tom's wish entries in the logbook.

There's a man reunited with his father,

girl with her healthy horse, and a teenager

with their diploma. So many people and wishes.

(Mina): Are you thinking what I'm thinking?

- Yep.

What would the black light show us on the painting

in the library?

Okay, Mina,

promise that you're not going to scream?

- I promise. - Okay. Hit the lights.

All right. Three, two, one.

- Ahh! - Mina!

- It wasn't me! - 'Kay, I'm sorry,

but come on, look at that!

- It's Tom's fairy door in the clearing!

- Is yelling dude supposed to be Tom?

- Mad because he lost his friend?

- Is he mad, though?

Or is he singing that Priceless song?

It's eerily quiet in here. Is she making her puzzle face?

- Must be.

Ruby, do you have something?

- I've got it!

Okay! When I first saw this here,

I knew someone put it here for a reason...

just didn't know why.

- An engraving.

- What's it say? - "TO and PP." I knew it!

- Knew what? - Well, Tom's song.

"You were priceless and now so am I!"

Everything is in those words!

"Priceless." You get it?

- So then what does, "and now so am I" mean?

- That's Tom himself, 'cause he was priceless, too.

Well, as in, without Price. Paula Price.

- Hold on!

TO and PP. Tom O'Reilly and Paula Price!

- Tom was in love with Paula!

- My mom?

So my mom and Tom, sittin' in a tree?

- K-I-S-S-- - Yeah, okay, okay!

Enough, enough, enough.

- You know, still, makes perfect sense.

I mean, they were great friends.

- Yeah, remember the picture from the apple cart race

when they were kids? - Yeah, maybe as they grew up

it became something more.

- And the ring must have been an engagement ring.

- Mm...

- So, could the trip to Ireland have been...?

- ...for their honeymoon! - Uh...

so then why was the ring in the door?

Why is Tom not my... dad?

Why are you not my cousin? - Ah, weird.

- Yeah. You see how it feels now?

- Obviously, something happened in 1978 to change things.

- Which made Tom wish that they had stayed friends.

- Do you think you could ask your mom?

- No way. I'm not going into the danger zone again.

- Ah, it's okay.

I think I have another way.

(truck beeping)

- Um, excuse me. What is this?

- Nathan!

- Oh, hey, Dan. - What is going on here?

- Well, they're prepping the job site.

- The job site? What do...?

- It's this clearing here

and down that little grade there.

- No, no. This is my property.

- That's what I thought too, but I put a call

in to my boss and he assures me that it's ours

and he's got a contract from Ms. Price, and...

it's all done.

I wish things could have turned out differently.

- Oh, I don't know Ruby.

Maybe let's let Tom rest in peace?

- Mrs. Pritchard, something happened to my great-uncle.

In 1978, he went from fun and hopeful

to sad and hopeless.

Some people just say that he was crazy.

- Oh, oh no dear. No, he wasn't crazy.

That's not what turned him.

- But you know what did, don't you?

I mean, did it involve Paula Price?

Please just tell me.

I want to know what happened to my family.

Please?

- You do remind me of him.

In those days,

Tom was so bright-eyed.

It's like he walked on a rainbow.

Everyone knew him, loved him.

He liked helping people, like you.

Tom!

(bicycle bell dinging)

What is so important that it had to be now?

- This.

- You shouldn't have.

But is this why you dragged me away?

Another bunch of daisies pilfered from my garden?

- But they're perfect.

You should really look at them. They're the--

- The perfect flower. I know.

You've always loved them best. But why?

When there are tulips, and orchids, and roses?

You should look around!

Might find something you like better.

- No.

When you find the perfect thing,

there's no need to look further.

(Eleanor): His plan was to propose

and honeymoon in Ireland.

- What are you doing?

- Paula Price, will you marry me?

- Tom, stop fooling around. I have a thousand things...

- Spent all his money on the ticket.

And made her a ring.

- You can bring the daisies.

- That was Tom all over. Fun over practicality, always.

- Now?

You want me to marry you now? - Now.

- I-I can't!

You're an overgrown child and I have a million things

that I should... And looking after my dad.

You don't mean this.

- I do.

- But his timing wasn't right.

She was up to her ears in family crises

and nursing school, so she just said...

- No.

Not now.

- And then...

Tom started to decline.

Over time, he went from happy-go-lucky

to sad and brooding.

I heard stories he used to yell

into that old well of his, making wishes,

if you can believe that.

As if that old pile of stones

was about to make some miracle happen.

- What must that have done to him?

- Ruby...

I don't ever want you to worry.

Your great-uncle wasn't crazy. He was just...

- Heartbroken.

(soft music)

- So, I don't understand what is going on.

I mean, I didn't sign anything with them.

- Ah, these...

these people are different from the company they bought.

Uh, the first proposals are straightforward.

These new ones... - What?

- Yeah... (sighing)

I just caught stuff on some people's deals that...

well, they're the lucky ones.

But the ones who signed blindly?

- Yeah, so Nathan said that they had claim to the land

through Paula's contract. Did you go--

- No, I-I didn't get last looks.

Tell me what you know.

- So, on the survey here, part 11,

this land with the well on it and Paula's clearing,

they're claiming that it's theirs.

- Sorry. What do you mean by "Paula's clearing"?

- Oh, well, it's my property,

but Paula's just been tending it over the years.

- Oh. For how long?

- Um, I don't know.

Thirty, forty years, maybe.

Uh, she said that Tom let it go way back.

She's just been looking after it.

Why?

- I may have bad news for you, Daniel.

There's something called adverse possession.

It's like squatter's rights.

It's when a person gets ownership of a property

based on continuous occupation.

So, if Tom had abandoned it

and Paula's been taking care of it...

she can claim it as hers.

Or, if she signed it away,

theirs.

- So you're saying they can claim the land through Paula?

- I'll have to see the contract, but, yeah. It's my best guess.

(sighing)

- Can we fight them on this?

- Oh, these people have deep pockets.

But if you want me to...

- I need to talk to Ruby.

What do I owe you for the consult?

- Oh, this is on me.

- No! No!

- Emily said that these people are bad news.

I'm sure Paula didn't do it on purpose.

- Well, then she can undo it on purpose!

(birds, insects chirping)

Uh, Ms. Price.

- Ruby? - Okay, you...

I need you to...

please just understand that our well

is crazy important, okay?

I-I don't know how to convince you,

but you just have to trust me! - Ruby, Ruby!

Your family doesn't have to sell me on that anymore.

The water people have found another way.

- Another way through you to us. They're taking the well.

- No, they can't do that. - They did.

It's in your contract. Please, just tell them

that you've changed your mind!

- Ruby, listen to me. This is adult stuff.

- Adult stuff that started when you were a kid.

I mean, you were friends with Tom in the beginning, right?

Before everything went bad? He was sorry about that,

but he made a wish that you'd stay friends,

and you drifted apart.

He was hurt.

Please don't hurt our family again.

- I'm sorry.

I hurt Tom? You thi...

You've got that backwards, Ruby.

The pain that man caused me...

He was everything to me.

I was too young. I said no to marriage,

not to friendship, or even something else

down the road, but he heard no.

And he snapped.

I didn't take his ring,

so he never spoke to me again.

Not once! Not when my parents died.

Not when I needed a neighbour to give me a hand.

Not even when I adopted Sam.

He just sat in that house next door,

rejecting me for over 40 years.

Like I was nothing.

So, would I like to get past that?

Yes. But it's too late.

- It's too late for you and Tom, but not for our families.

We can be friends.

- Yeah, I thought things would be different with your dad

and you, but then this opportunity came along

for Sam's future, and you chose a pile of rocks over us.

Over your friends... - No!

- ...your neighbours, your community!

- No! It's not like that! You don't understand! Please.

Just...

Have you ever made a wish?

- I am a doer, Ruby. I'm not a wisher.

That's not entirely true.

I wished once...

for Sam to make it when he was little

and so sick, and even then,

your great-uncle ignored me.

- I-I'm sorry. - Don't be.

Your father is doing what he thinks is best

for the O'Reillys, so I'm doing what's best for us,

and if that old well is a part of it, well, that's...

unfortunate.

But it's out of my hands.

(door opening and closing)

- So what do we do now?

- Well, I was hoping you'd know.

Uh, maybe you'd get an idea after hearing

the details of the wish or...

I don't know. Have some adult wisdom

just kicking around, or something?

- I don't know. It's all such a mess.

They're going to take our well.

There's only one thing we can do.

- So, what are you saying? We fight her?

- I don't want to, but we can't let her sell our well.

And that's exactly what's going to happen if we don't--

- If we can't figure out another way to do this, okay?

Um...

song, ticket,

painting and...

me.

Now it's the only clue left.

Maybe it's the one that matters, but still,

show do I figure out what it means?

- Why don't we do a reenactment?

- Okay. The logbook was like this.

I was in here. You were making dinner.

- Pizza!

- Then I heard Clayton squeaking

so I got up to check it out.

'Kay, then I found the book.

Uh, I-I tore off the cover

and then I flipped through to the wishes.

Then you came in!

- Piece of paper fell out.

Do you remember what was written on it?

- Oh, ah, hold on. Uh, no, wait there!

"I wish that he'd make it. 2008."

That's familiar.

- Well, we weren't here, then.

2008? You were just... - Uh, no!

From today.

When I talked to Paula,

she said that she wasn't a wisher, but...

well, she made this exact wish about Sam.

2008 the year he was born.

Sam was born with a heart condition

and then he needed an operation.

And he made it.

- But that doesn't mean that Tom granted the wish.

I mean, this is, like, 30 years after he gave up.

- But it still says, "wish fulfilled"

just like in the rest in the logbook.

No way.

No way, no way, no way. Okay, so during his operation,

Sam needed a blood transfusion

and, you know, the nurse said that it was touch-and-go

'cause he has a rare blood type, but then a donor showed up

out of the blue with a match, and that donor

that saved Sam's life was...

...was Tom.

-Whoa.

- His blood, his actual blood

still lives in Sam, in the Price family.

Even after everything that happened

and after everything was lost,

Tom still knew what was important.

And even after everything that's happened now...

that's still what's important.

- Yeah.

(door opening and closing)

- Ruby, wait, my mom does not want to see you!

- I need to talk to her.

I just...

I wanted to come over and say...

it's okay.

- What's okay?

- The well.

Everything that's happening with the property.

It's all okay.

- No, Ruby, no. Mrs. Taggert told us what they did

and it's not okay! - No, no. It is because, well...

We can't let anything get in the way of our friendship.

That is something that Tom knew,

even if nobody else did.

- What does he have to do with this?

- He granted your wish.

Tom, he saved Sam's life.

- What? - Here, look at this.

Um... Tom wrote this in 2008.

He figured out what you wanted and then he made it happen.

He was the blood donor.

He got his act together to do that one last thing

for you, because he still loved you.

- Oh...

I know you'd like to think that.

We all would. But there's no way that old man

made it down to the hospital. - Here.

- AB negative.

(soft music)

- Me too.

- Look at the date.

Yeah, I mean,

he was a messed-up old man

and he carried a lot of pain, but...

He knew, even at the end...

that he was still your friend.

Even if you weren't his, and I guess I just...

want all of us to be, too.

Friends.

Forever.

No matter what happens.

(door opening and closing)

(birds chirping)

- Mm...

Before there were cell phones,

Tom and I used to leave each other little gifts

and notes in the fairy door.

Call it tree mail. (chuckling)

Then we left each other poems and love notes.

It was wonderful.

Until it wasn't.

Every one of us struggles, Sam.

We have to remember that.

So we can forgive.

Letting go of the anger I held in my heart all these years.

(chuckling)

That's the best gift I could give ya.

My sweet boy.

(Ruby): To forgive is a wonderful thing.

(Paul): Knock, knock! (knocking)

- And also to be forgiven.

(door opening and closing)

- Hi.

(sighing)

I am so sorry.

- There's power in it. - Come here.

- Fuel for friendship. - Thank you.

I'm going to help.

Uh, I'm going to make sure the whole town does.

- We're all going to help. Whatever happens

and whatever we have to do. - We'll do it together.

(soft music)

- There are many things we can't control in our lives.

But forgiveness is completely our decision.

- Thanks, Elena. And you'll talk to Foster?

And the Brogdens? Great.

We've got some work to do here.

Yeah.

(sighing)

I may have signed that ding-dang paper,

but it's not the end of it.

- And when we truly open our hearts,

we can thrive together.

(birds chirping)

Will this be my last wish as well-keeper?

Will we protect the well?

So much is unknowable.

All we can do is assume the worst

but prepare for the best.

Together.

And no matter what happens,

never lose hope.

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