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[twinkling music]

[twinkling music]

- What do you know about the well?

- He said it showed him things

and he was supposed to...

do whatever the well asked.

- Like grant wishes? - I'm here on business.

My company's scouting places we might want to expand to.

Here's what we would love to offer.

- We're talking about Emerald's future.

- The water people, they wanna dig

right where the old well is.

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

- You, me and everyone in this town needs that well.

- 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.

He's got a contract for this place, and it's all done.

- No, no! - Molly said that

these people are bad news. - They're taking the well.

(Ruby): Winter.

Quiet, thoughtful.

So I've been thinking:

for the second time in my life, something really important

has been taken from me.

The first time, there wasn't much I could do.

But this time?

I'm fighting back.

They're here!

Never mind. It's not them.

- What did we say about running to the window?

- "Stop that. Sit still. You're making you nervous."

- Exactly.

You know what? Here.

Why don't you look at these instead.

It's a bunch of cards and letters from all over Emerald.

It's really nice.

- "Don't give up, Ruby. They don't stand a chance."

Aw look - this one's from two little sisters

and their stuffed cat Whiskers.

- The point is they don't even know why the well is special.

You know?

They're doing it for us.

(sighs)

- They're here!

- They can tell us that we've won.

- And that everything is gonna be okay.

(soft music)

They won. - They cheated.

Dad?

- Emily did everything she could.

But the stay she scored for us it's...

been overturned by the judge.

- The new owner of the water company,

he didn't like being challenged.

So he threw all his resources at this.

It was like...

he did it just to win.

- But the water guy... - Yeah, you mean

Nathan "Can't Trust Him Far As You Can Throw Him" Lutes?

- He promised--

- No trucks and a pot of gold.

Would be great if anything that he said were true, but it's not.

- And the well?

(soft music)

- It's...

Um...

- They're tearing it down.

- No!

No, no! No, there has to be something we can do!

There has to!

(♪)

- Well? - We won.

- How fast can we get things moving?

- Couple of weeks. Everything's in place.

- So we move now.

- The paperwork alone is gonna take two weeks,

how do I speed that up?

- Figure it out.

(tinkling)

- Dad?

I knew I had a good feeling about this.

I mean, I don't hear anything from the well for months,

and now I get a wish?

It has to mean something. It just has to!

- I agree, Ruby, hold on, slow down.

I don't want us to get caught by that camera.

Okay, you know this is a one-time thing, right?

No more looking up how to do bad things on the internet.

- Of course.

- Okay...

(grunts) Okay.

(♪)

(grunting)

(whooshing)

(intriguing music)

(♪)

- I wish things could have turned out differently.

(birds cawing)

(theme music)

- Oh, it's good to be back.

- Oh! Sharp shooter! - Sam!

Come on! - Oh, hang on!

Okay, I'm sorry.

I can't believe your dad helped you break in to get the wish,

by the way. - Oh, thank you.

There were prefaces. Like,

"This is a one-time thing, Ruby.

I'm not condoning crime.

Don't look up how to do bad stuff on the Internet

like breaking and entering."

- Your dad's so cute. Also, glad he's on our side.

- Okay, so, I wish things could've turned out differently.

Anybody could've wished that.

- Snow globe, French vanilla ice cream--

- And a marriage licence with the name Barstow.

Hang on, I'm doing a name search.

Okay, there's plenty in the county.

And in Emerald, we've got...

zero. - Huh.

- Did you remind the well we haven't done this in a while,

and we're rusty?

- Okay, let's focus on French Vanilla ice cream?

Do they have any at Ortega's?

- No, no. - How do you know?

- Because every time we go in there,

he samples all the flavours.

- Yeah, but it's fine though, because they love me.

Every time Mr. Ortega sees me he goes like...

- That's not love, Sam. You eat all of his free samples

and it gives him chest pains.

- French vanilla.

Maybe it's more about the French part.

Like someone who collects French things.

- And gets plenty of dirty looks.

Abelard! - The junk dealer!

Okay. Let's do rock paper scissors.

Loser goes in to face the grumpy, grumpy beast.

- Okay. - Perfect.

(all): Rock, paper, scissors, shoot!

- Hey! - Again?

- Mina goes! - Why do I always choose rock?

- Always? - You do?

(chuckling) Oh...

- Well, good luck! - Yeah, don't be too scared.

You got it!

Stan!

Good, good. And how's Kathy?

Great! And the kids?

Oh! Well, you know, they have shampoos for that.

(clears throat) Yeah-- Uh, listen, Stan.

What can you tell me about this demolition you're in charge of?

Um... Uh, yeah, well, how--

I don't know, how about a time frame?

- Well, we break ground tomorrow.

- Wow. That's fast. - Yeah.

First day of the drill.

- Ouch, that's a big machine.

Hang on, that limits you to just a couple

of the access roads to my house, right?

- Well, uh...

- What if the roads were "accidentally" blocked?

- Yeah, yeah. Just two roads?

I mean, it'd be terrible if they were blocked, wouldn't it?

- Probably a temporary halt while he kicked it up

the ladder to his boss.

- Temporary halt while you kick it up the ladder to your boss.

- Yeah. We need a plan.

- I already have one.

- Hello? Still there? - Hey, Stan,

could you tell me more about that schedule?

- Time to face the beast...

Bonjour, Mr. Abelard! Comment ça va!

Who are you?

- You first.

- I'm Mina. My mom owns the hardware store.

And you are?

- Really hoping you buy something.

- Um, I'm just looking for Mr. Abelard.

Do you know when he'll be back? - Couple hours.

He's at his French lesson.

- Oh! How's that going?

- His accent makes my ears bleed.

- Okay then, I'll just browse for now.

Oh, look! French stuff.

French art, French music, French literature.

Oh look! Cute little Eiffel Tower. That's French, right?

- You know, my grandmother does that, too.

Announces everything she sees.

When she does it, it's cute.

- Do you know what I love that's French?

- If I say no, will you stop talking?

- I love French Vanilla ice cream.

- No, I guess not.

- I'm sure Mr. Abelard really likes it, too.

- He's lactose intolerant.

- He is?

- Oh yeah. If he ate ice cream, I would know.

We would all know it.

Now if you're not buying anything...

- Okay. I'm gone!

- Okay. So, probably not Abelard.

- But on the upside, I survived.

- Okay, next up, the marriage licence.

(scoffs) What?

- I mean, I don't know, I just think it's weird

that you need a licence to get married!

You know? What, is it like your driver's licence?

Gotta to memorize the 50 different signs

your partner is mad at you or something like that?

- Okay, you know what?

Marriage is the last thing you have to worry about.

(chuckling) - What? It was funny!

- Okay, come on. They have all the marriage records in here.

We'll be quick.

Well, so much for that idea.

- Six to eight weeks to find out and all of this paperwork?

- It's your tax dollars at work.

- There's gotta be a faster way.

I know!

- Me?

Well, I have been to every wedding since I was 12

when my mother was florist. Let me think.

Oh! There were the arachnologists,

they had spider lilies as their bouquet.

It was cute!

It was creepy, but it was cute!

Oh and the morticians! They wanted all dead flowers,

but then they cleared out the inventory.

- This would have been-- - Oh!

And I also saw a dog wedding.

Apparently, the marigolds were delicious!

(chuckling)

- Uh this would've been a regular human wedding,

under the name Barstow. - Bride or groom?

- We don't know.

- Where was it? - Uh... we don't know.

- When was it? - We don't know.

- What do you know? - Barstow.

- Barstow. - Barstow.

- Well if it happened in the last 40 years,

it will be in my drive.

Nope. Which means it did not happen.

Not in this town anyway. You're welcome.

- Thanks.

- This wish is rough. - Come on, guys.

A little chocolate inspiration, and we'll be fine.

- Look. Interloper at two o'clock.

No, over there.

- Sam, that's 10 o'clock.

- Whatever. It's also Nathan Lutes.

Who's that with him anyways? Is that his family?

- That takes some kinda nerve!

- Oh, hey, guys.

Ruby, Mina, Sam, this is my wife Corrine

and uh, my son Sebastian.

- Hi, kids.

Say hi, Seb.

- I was telling them all about Emerald's small-town charm

and friendly people.

Anyway, I'm here for a little while longer on the job,

so these guys decided to stay with me for the winter break.

Right Seb?

I think it's time for a hot cider, don't you?

They might have our favourite ice cream, Sebby.

Hi, there! Do you have any French Vanilla?

- French vanilla.

- Just like in the wish.

- Oh no! No, please.

He's the last person I'd want to grant a wish for.

- Not but I don't think it's him though.

'Cause he's a Lutes. Not a Barstow.

- Hi, Mrs. Lutes. Um...

What was your name before you got married?

- Random question. - Uh-huh.

- Just another example of that small-town charm.

Before we were married, my wife was a Barstow.

- What was that?

- Good news, we found our wisher!

Bad news...

It's Nathan Lutes.

It's him.

- Yeah, dirty looks. - French Vanilla.

- Barstow. (both): It's definitely him.

- "I wish it could've turned out differently"

- Guess he wishes all his business stuff

could've worked out better, huh?

- Yeah. He's been here for months making these deals

for his company. - All these potential friends,

and now no one can stand him

because of how it all turned out.

Must feel so guilty about it, too.

- But what are we supposed to do for his wish though?

Make it so people aren't mad at him?

- People should be!

All those sneaky cheaty changes they made?

All the fine print that means they get to squeak out

of their promises? - Yeah! Like taking the well

right out from under us and tearing it down!

And we're supposed to grant this guy's wish?

- Yeah, what's the well thinking?

- So?

Let's do it.

- What? - Well, in a way,

this kind of works for us too.

- Interesting. - Go on.

- Okay, what if we can get things to turn out differently

by getting Nathan to overturn all of the businessy stuff!

- That would work for sure! - Plus save the well!

- Now, we just need to find someone

who can talk him into it.

- My dad. He can do anything!

- So you're saying there's nothing I can do.

- I'm sorry, Dan. I don't know what to say.

What's done is done.

- When I first met you, you were up front and honest.

Like a good guy.

I'm not usually wrong about this stuff.

- I am a good guy, I...

I'm trying to help.

I can't get someone out of a contract they've signed.

I just don't have that kind of power. Okay?

- Okay, but what about the power you do have?

To take a stand!

Maybe if you did, then these new bosses of yours would--

- I can't. I just can't, okay? It's...

(phone ringing) It's complicated.

I'm sorry, I have to take this. It's the better half.

Yes, what's up?

Uh-huh.

- It's like talking to a wall.

- I know, but your dad is gonna have to wait, okay?

He's fine, I love him, he's your dad, but he can wait.

- Hey, I've got another plan.

Meeting Paula at the hardware store, okay?

- Buddy, I have a few fires to put out here.

I'm gonna have to meet you in there, okay?

(sighs)

Yes, so what's the update?

Yes, I already knew that. What's the next step?

(indistinct chatter)

- Hey.

- Ava, hey! Quick question!

Is your guy still doing snow removal?

- You need some snow cleared?

- Not exactly. No, I need some snow moved onto my road.

- Onto?

- Yeah... Can you help?

- Help you do something that is absolutely not actively

in defiance of a court order?

(both): Yeah.

- Well, all that snow's gotta go somewhere, right?

- In other news, I'm also not gonna be moving

a downed tree across Paula's road, either.

- On the house.

- Thank you, Ava.

- We were never here!

- Hi! Sebastian, right?

- Uh... maybe.

What are you doing?

- I just wanted to welcome you to the town of Emerald.

Tell me about yourself!

It's okay we can be loud. You don't mind, do you?

He doesn't mind. - Um. Yeah, I think I'm okay.

- I'm just trying to be friendly.

(scoffs) - Yeah, I can--

I can definitely see that.

- You won't talk. Why?

You know you're just walking in circles?

- You really want to know why I won't talk to you?

- Because A. You're being super friendly,

which is really suspicious.

And 2. You're the reason my family is miserable.

- Go on.

- Haven't you seen my dad? He's super stressed all the time.

- Doesn't look it.

- He's never home, and when he is, he's...

he's going through the junk drawer all angry, like,

"What are all these keys here for?"

And, "Why do we have them?"

And "Is this where the world's paper clips go to die?

Here in our junk drawer?"

And then he goes through the entire rest of the house

looking for problems, and if--

You'd better hope you've hung your coat up that day,

and then he just slams the door and the dog hides

and then my grandpa calls

and makes it a thousand times worse with--

You know what? Never mind. - No, no, no.

How does your gramps make it a thousand times worse?

- I meant to say you make it a thousand times worse.

- Me?

- Yes, 'cause you're bothering me and...

I am trying to read.

- You want to read

Princess Amahandra and the Centaur's Revenge?

- Yes.

I need to know how...

Sir Prakkopus saves the day with his...

rainbow magic wand. Um...

- Rainbow magic.

- The last one was a cliff-hanger,

so yeah, if you'll excuse me.

- I got him to talk but...

when he mentioned his grandpa, he totally clammed up.

- So there's something there, you think?

- Well, he vented about him and then he walked it back

like he'd told a family secret.

I knew it.

- What?

Are you kidding?

The water company's new corporate owner is--

- Aiden R. Barstow. Corporate raider.

- AKA Grandpa. - So Nathan Lutes'

new cut-throat boss is...

- His father-in-law.

- If Nathan's father-in-law is also his boss,

then he's gotta do what he says.

- Yeah, you can quit your job, but not your family.

- So then the way to make things turn out differently

is to convince the father-in-law?

- But if the courts couldn't do that...

- I mean, some people you've got to talk to one-on-one. You know?

Like, maybe when they see you're human, they come around.

- Yeah, right. Who's gonna pull that off?

Got any superhuman humans handy?

Oh no. I mean I'm good with adults,

but not that good.

- I think she can do it, you Sam?

- I know she could. Or we could just...

Rock paper scissors over it.

- Fine. I'll do it.

But not with you two staring at me.

(indistinct voice on the phone)

- Oh, hello. Hi, I'd like to speak Mr. Barstow?

- At what time was your appointment?

- Oh, no, I had nothing scheduled.

I'm Mina, a student reporter,

and I know Mr. Barstow's grandson.

- Sebastian? - Yes. Sebastian. Sebby!

- I don't think he has free time today.

- Yes, I know he must be busy.

- Can you hold on a moment? - Sure, I can hold.

- Mina, put it on speakerphone! - Shh!

- Barstow. - Hi! Mr. Barstow! Sir!

- So you know Sebby, do you?

How is that grandson of mine?

- He's great, Sir.

- Well, a friend of Sebby's is a friend of mine.

For under three minutes.

Go. - Oh. Okay! Um, thanks so much!

So, I'm doing an article on Captains of Industry

and was wondering if you can tell me about your recent

negotiations in the town of Emerald?

Sebby says it's a great example of your work.

- Well, anything for Seb. What's on your mind?

- Just... your plans for the town of Emerald.

- That town should be happy it's finally got

something going for it. - Tasteful.

- I never understood why people would fight against

their own better interests.

Had to step in for their own good.

- Tastefuller. - Shh!

So you're not at all interested in hearing what the town wants?

- Well, let's just say this,

when you show weakness in business,

you're soon out of business.

Say hi to Seb for me.

- Okay, thanks, Sir. Bye.

- I'm getting the feeling this wish just can't be granted.

(gibberish)

- That's not a word, Dad.

Um? - Yeah. Sap.

From moving the tree across Paula's road.

And it is a word, it means,

"The pain one feels when one's father-in-law

becomes one's boss."

Poor guy. I know what father-in-laws can be like.

Even if he wanted to help us, he's stuck.

Just like me.

- You look like a cat with something stuck on its foot.

Okay.

What even is this?

- It's a map of the underground water system.

Now look, the water under the well,

it actually flows towards our house onto a piece of land--

- That the water company doesn't control?

- And so technically, it's not impossible--

- To move the stones there.

New hole, same bunch of magic rocks.

- I'm not gonna lie. That's a daunting task, but...

I don't know.

The well does like us. You in particular.

- Yeah, I mean, they get the water, we get the stones.

Okay, Nathan's wish is officially on hold.

- Hang on.

Are we actually going to try to move a magic well?

- Yeah.

We are going to try to move...

a magic well!

(♪)

- Oh, hey, Sebastian! You're still here.

- Yup. Winter break in Emerald. The town that fun forgot.

- What? - Nothing. I uh...

- Wait. Did you say, "Winter break in Emerald.

The town that fun forgot?"

Good one!

Anyway, what do you need?

- I uh... need a new carabiner for my water bottle.

Fell on the ice and broke mine. - Ouch. Butt or hand?

- What? - When you fall on the ice,

you always mess up one or the other.

- Oh. Uh, yeah. Hand.

- Well, carabiners. Take your pick.

Make sure it fits.

Oh. You broke your water bottle, too.

Well, we got some over there.

There you go.

Is that all?

We sell replacement hands in aisle 5.

So how long you guys in town for?

- I don't know... A while.

- I bet you're wondering, while you're here,

is there anything to, you know, actually do?

Well, you already fell on the ice

and that's kind of our go-to, so...

- Probably should've saved that for last.

- Yes! Opportunity lost!

Well, I like to go skating sometimes.

What? You don't like skating?

- Strap knives to my feet and slide around

with other people with knives on their feet?

On ice? Yeah, I don't think so.

(giggling) - You're funny.

- You just get my jokes.

I usually keep them to myself.

- Well, that's a waste of perfectly good jokes!

- Well... Yeah.

At my school, there's actual peer pressure

to kind of hate on my sense of humour.

So I'm just waiting for that to be over.

- But that's, like, four years from now!

- Four years, three months, and 22 days. Roughly.

Why are you being nice to me?

Didn't my dad wreck your lives.

- Maybe, but you didn't.

Anyway, here. Freebie.

For that long marathon wait of yours.

Welcome to Emerald!

- My dad loves these things.

- Nice.

- Thanks. - No problem.

Oh, the uh--

I'll see you later.

(soft music)

(grunting)

(straining)

- Okay.

Donnel must have wanted this thing not to move.

(tinkling) - Wait!

It's flashing like it's trying to warn me or something.

- Really? About what?

- I...

- Well maybe you give it a try.

Maybe it'll let you do it.

(♪)

(grunting)

(panting)

- Nothing in the Logbook.

- Nothing about an angry, angry well?

(sighs)

- Maybe those papers, Donnel's journal and letters?

- Sure. The first O'Reilly here has to know

a lot more than we do.

(♪)

- You might wanna read this.

(shivering)

- Why do city kids never zip up their coats?

- Uh. Thanks?

- It's a heating thing,

you put in your mittens to keep your hands warm.

- Uh, mittens you say?

- Are you kidding? You don't know what mitts are?

City kids! Clueless!

Sebastian, come here.

- Oh, thanks!

What's this for? - Payment.

This snow's been melting and making a huge mess.

You think I'm made of mittens?

- And uh, how do I do this?

City kid, remember? So just, completely clueless.

I am learning a lot. Thank you!

Hi.

- So, if I'm reading this right, if we move the well...

- All the wishes will be lost.

- All the wishes that are waiting to be granted

will be gone.

We can't.

- So what now?

(♪)

Good morning! - What's going on?

Did you solve all our problems overnight?

- Nope. But I was being all sad and remembering

all the wishes I've granted and boohooing about

how all that was going to end,

I realized something. This happens every time!

- You get stuck. - I get stuck.

But there's always something else, another way,

another clue that I've missed.

And I don't know how this is gonna end.

But it has to do with a snow globe.

- The last clue.

(phone ringing)

- I'm gonna figure this out. I can feel it.

- Hi Paula.

Oh.

Okay, thank you.

- What's wrong?

(sighs) - The demolition guys are there.

- Then I better figure this out now.

Come on! We're going to Mina's!

What could the snow globe mean?

- You're gonna figure it out.

I'm gonna get a tea, okay? - Okay.

- Sam's on his way.

(sighs)

- Hey. - Hey.

Uh, tea please.

- Listen, Daniel.

I know what's happening here is not exactly what I sold you on.

- But your guys are starting anyway.

- Soon.

Seems there was a very area-specific

snowfall along Paula's access roads.

- Oh yeah?

- Mm-hmm. Yeah. Tree down. The whole thing.

- Weather, huh.

Crazy.

- I just want you to know that I am sorry.

Truly.

- Nathan. I get it.

Your father-in-law took over your life.

And uh...

And you're stuck between a rock

and a you-might- destroy-your-family place.

And now, here we are.

Thank you.

- I just...

I just wish things had turned out differently.

- I know.

(soft music)

(sighs)

- There he is. Waiting. Again.

You know,

the snow globe, I think it's connected to Sebastian.

And his dad. - How do you know that?

- We talked and... I'll be right back.

Skunk! - What are you--

- I got you! - What are you doing?

What is this, some kind of Emerald hazing ritual

or something? - Uh-huh. You're one of us now!

One of us!

(chuckling) - Okay. Then I can do this!

(laughing)

- Look at that. - Sebby!

(indistinct playful chatter)

- Oh, I got her!

(laughing)

- I haven't seen him laugh like that in over a year!

(tinkling)

(laughter)

Kinda looks like a...

Just like a...

- It sort of does, doesn't it?

- You ever take a snowball in the city?

- Dad, I think I know how to fix things, but I need your help.

- Really? Really?!

(indistinct chatter)

(♪)

- Do we really need to do this?

- It's a little weird, isn't it?

Dinner for the people you think wrecked your life?

- I know. Just make sure they taste everything before we do.

(laughing)

- No! - What?

(doorbell) - Ruby? Tablecloth!

- Yeah, on it. - Come in, come in!

- Thanks, sweetheart. - Thank you.

- Come on in. Thank you! Just this way.

(indistinct chatter)

- Hi. - Hey.

- So warm and welcoming.

- Hey, Sebastian. Here!

- Is this our last meal?

- Hi there, Mr. and Mrs. Lutes.

- Hey, Ruby.

- Can I offer you an appetizer?

- Sure.

- I'll get you something else.

- Look...

I have to ask. (clears throat)

You've obviously prepared us this amazing meal,

and I know I'm not our favourite person in the world, so...

- Well, Nathan.

We know it probably won't make any difference at all, but...

- This is us.

We sit down at the table together.

- And when we don't have enough room,

we make another one.

- Our kids have fun together.

- Yeah, we help each other out.

- We laugh a lot. - We don't judge.

- Sam? - Much.

- We want to make sure everyone in Emerald has a good life.

- It's a matter of priorities. - Actually living.

That's what's important to us.

- Putting what really matters first.

- Did you all rehearse that?

- Hey. - Seb.

- Yeah. - Yes, we did.

(overlapping chatter)

- But we still mean it.

So please.

- Turkey's getting cold. Come on, everybody!

Let's grab our plates.

(indistinct chatter)

- Mr. Lutes, do you like beets?

(overlapping chatter)

- What? Wait.

Mina! What did you do to these cookies?

- Oh no, I think I forgot the baking powder!

- You're just so country that uh,

you make cookies out of barn board.

(laughing)

- Well, you're so city you eat ice cream in winter.

(indistinct chatter)

- Sam! Sam, Sam!

- No! - What?

Expect any different from me? - Oh, come on!

- Mina, how are the cookies?

- Hey, what's the-- - Very good.

- Great, uh... You wanna hang with your friends after dessert?

- Oh, miss cleaning up?

Please, anything-but-that.

- Okay. Free pass tonight. I got it.

(chuckling)

- Let's go upstairs. - Oh, wait,

but I need to finish this cookie.

- Oh, come on! - They're not that bad!

(overlapping chatter)

- It's just... nice.

It's really nice.

- Dad?

- Do you think it's working? - I don't know.

They see what we're made of.

- So, I guess we'll see...

(♪)

- You need to get these permits approved at the county seat.

Park yourself in the waiting room if you have to.

- Right. - Also...

I've got another little town

that could use some buttering up.

Do what you did in Emerald.

Make them love you, then we'll pounce.

(clears throat) - That will take weeks.

Away from home. Again. - That's correct.

Thanks, Nate.

(clears throat)

Thanks, Nate.

- No. - I'm sorry, what?

- I... Sebastian. - What about Sebastian?

- He's a different kid there.

Laughing, having fun...

- You two need to explain to me

what exactly we're talking about here, okay?

- Snowball fights.

- Snowball fights?

- You know what Sebastian has been like the last year.

He's struggling.

He's withdrawn.

He's... He's alone.

- Alone?

- But in that little town?

It's like someone's turned on a light inside him.

- Nate, are you saying what I think you're saying?

- You're halfway towards killing that town.

- Then pull us out.

- I'm sorry. What?

- Nate, I thought this assignment

would teach you a few things.

But Emerald's small beans.

Family first.

Always.

(soft music)

(chuckling)

- Paula! I know! They bailed!

- It's over!

(screaming excitedly)

(laughing) - We did it!

Whoo-hoo!

- You got this.

We love you! - Love you too.

(♪)

- That one's got a backyard. - They all do!

(indistinct)

- Hey, guys. What's up?

- Just looking at listings.

Motivated buyers, you could call us.

- That's... so great.

- Welcome. Really.

- I have some books that I have to return.

- Why don't we all go to the library afterwards?

Thank you.

- Hey, Sebastian!

You finished the Centaur's Revenge?

(chuckles)

How did it end?

- Uh...

They all lived happily ever after.

- That's a nice twist.

(♪)

- Thank you.

- Let's go. Come on, buddy.

(Ruby): What's important, really?

That loud impatient voice inside you

yelling to "Do this now, do that now!"

"Hurry! Do it!"

Or is it the calm voice?

The one gently tugging at your heart to do the right thing?

For you.

And the people you care about.

(soft music)

Yeah, that's the one that's got my ear.

The one saying, "Hope."

"Courage."

"You got this."

And also, and best of all...

"We're back."

(rhythmic music)

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