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[twinkling music]

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(Liam): It's a mistake, pure and simple.

(Daniel): Dad, it's gonna be fine.

It's gonna be better than fine. I know it.

- That place is a dead end.

- I think you'd actually be surprised

how we've turned it around.

- But if you sold all that land,

you'd have enoughfor a nice place in the city.

And you're a city mouse, Daniel, not a country mouse.

- Thanks for calling, Dad.

I mean it. It's great to hear your voice.

I, uh, I appreciate the concern.

- I see.

- Try and enjoy yourself over there in Ireland.

We'll talk later, okay?

- Yeah. Right.

- Grampa O being Grampa O?

- Uh, yeah. I mean,

besides him calling three times in the last two weeks,

which is beyond weird, yeah, he's, uh, being

his lovable ol' controlling self.

So, good news: he's taking an interest.

- Bad news is that he's wrong.

Okay, if only he could see what we see in this place.

It's... it's beautiful.

It's exciting. It's...

(resonating) ...that!

- Go. Make some magic.

(door opening)

(birds chirping)

(whooshing)

(enchanted music)

(man): I wish I could find her.

(gasping)

(mysterious music)

- A drive-in movie, that's cool.

- A red, heart-shaped pillow, frozen dinners.

- Green scarf.

- Yeah. And a highway intersection.

It's Route 4 in Ashton Hills.

I know this place. It's accident central.

(Ruby): Trees, winding road, bushes.

- Well, none of that matters.

- You have opinions? - I have opinions.

These are the most obvious clues I've ever seen.

Frozen dinners? Mystery meat plus instant mashed potatoes

plus apple skudge dessert?

Only single guys eat those.

- I'm feeling a bit othered. - I'm feeling it for you.

- We sell them at the store because single guys

come in all the time for bait,

nails, frozen dinners. It's like one-stop shopping.

- Yeah, okay, if we buy all that, what about the rest?

- Hello?!

A red, heart-shaped pillow? I wish I could find her?

Classic single guy looking for love.

(excited squealing)

- It is a possibility.

- Possibility? It's a slam dunk.

- What about the drive-in?

The only one in Emerald County closed, like, forever ago.

I think we should check out that clue.

- Okay. What if it's a single guy

looking for love who likes movies?

- Good call! - Maybe. Yeah.

- Okay! Let's hit the town's biggest movie collection

and see who customer number one, who's looking for love, is!

(mysterious music)

- You know, the stakeouts they do on TV

are usually a lot more thrilling than this.

- Yeah, they're always looking for, you know,

suspected killers, or international operatives,

or something. - Yeah, like not...

- Rom-coms. - Hey!

- Will you two be quiet?

Okay, our movie-loving wisher could be anywhere.

(stomach grumbling)

- Sorry. I missed lunch.

- Sam! - My foot's asleep.

- Mina!

- The Art of Spy Craft:

Social Sciences, 327 to 328.

Uh, I just thought maybe you could use some pointers.

- Um, we're looking for a big lover of movies,

Mr. Brody. Any ideas?

- Oh, I know who you might mean.

Yeah, he loves movies.

He collects vintage posters

and he knows his DuVernay from his del Toro.

He borrows about ten a week.

The collection can barely keep up with him!

- Perfect! - That's great!

Can you tell us who it is?

- No.

- Why not? - Privacy.

People should get to use the library as they please,

away from prying eyes.

- You can't even tell us what movies they've borrowed?

- Not a chance.

(sighing)

Although, the junior sleuths among us

may want to pay attention.

- Oh, sorry, sir. - Sorry.

- Hey, Greg! Ooh.

Another haul of movies to watch.

Ah, you all good? - Yeah, good to go.

Houseful of kids, you gotta keep 'em occupied

if you, uh, value your sanity.

Hey, kids. - Hey. Hi, there.

(chuckling nervously)

- So much for your lonely-guy theory.

- Okay, no, no, no. Then it has to be someone else.

- But who?

- There is another possibility.

Old Spencer Abelard

bought the remains of the Starlite Drive-In.

Maybe ask him?

- The junk guy!

- Thanks, Mr. Brody.

Well, if there's anyone who's definitely

for sure single, it's him.

- Let's hope he's actually there,

and not his scary niece, Dee.

(clocks ticking)

Oh, no. There she is.

- I have an idea.

- You know what? That's funny, 'cause I also have an idea.

- Hey! Why do I always have to talk to the scary people?

- Because you're so good at it!

- Better than good, Sam, brilliant.

- Hey, Dee. Love the look.

- You buying something, or just standing in my light?

- Oh, sorry, I didn't mean to stand in your...

Uh, do you know where your uncle is? Is he here?

- He's at an antiques convention. Goes every year.

My uncle is "Bottle Cap King".

- Really? (Sam chuckling)

- You think being at the top of your field

after a lifetime of work is funny?

- No! That's not what I was saying at all. I...

I, um, there's a thing.

- Yeah.

Actually, it is pretty funny. (laughing)

- Uh, so how long 'til Mr. Abelard gets back?

- At least a week. Maybe two.

There's a Michelin-starred restaurant

near the convention center, so...

- Uh...?

- Nom-nom-nom-nom-nom. - Michelin?

- Really fancy gourmet restaurants get Michelin stars.

- So, he eats fancy food?

- Oh, for sure.

He washes out his same pair of suspenders every night

just so he can afford his grub au française.

- So, not a frozen dinner kind of guy.

- Oh, he's a lot of things, but not that.

(grunting)

Hey, put that down!

You break it, you buy it. Come on.

Honestly...

- Is that the sign from the old drive-in?

- I don't know. You want it to be?

- Oh, it was just...

We're not buying. It was just a question.

- Then you can ask Wesley Russell,

the moving guy. He's the one who delivered it to us.

Now, if you're not buying anything...

- Bye, Dee.

(whispering): I know where Wesley Russell is.

- Look what I got! - Come on.

- He's right... there!

Deliveries as per usual, ten on the dot.

- There you go.

- Oh, hey, Wes! Huh. Big night planned?

D&D marathon with the guys?

- Oh! Uh, these are for me.

Supper for the week.

Assuming I don't catch any fish!

(chuckling) Which is a pretty good bet.

Still, gonna stream an all-night film noir marathon.

That doesn't sound exciting.

- Unless you're a movie buff.

- Guilty as charged! Oh! Hey.

- Uh, hey, you took all that old drive-in stuff

to Abelard's, right?

- Yeah, that's right!

Ah! I wish I could afford to buy it.

I used to love that drive-in.

Now it's just me and my TV.

(beeping)

- Well, here's your nails, bait and frozen dinner.

- See ya. - See ya.

- Ruby. - Wes.

You win. - Yes.

- There goes Wes, off to his movies and frozen dinners.

- Wishing he had someone to share

that heart-shaped pillow with.

(chuckling)

So, we found our wisher?

- Yup. And now...

we just need to find Wes the love of his life.

- Okay, matchmaking 101. Ideas?

- Uh. - Mm-mm.

- Fine. Now, we can't play cupid blindly.

In order to do this, we need to understand

Wes's previous relationships: what worked, what didn't.

Like, if Wes is looking for someone

who loves romantic comedies, and hates sports,

and wants to travel a bunch before, say,

opening their own artisanal bakery,

then we need to find him a match that shares

these values, right?

- Wow. - You're good.

- Thanks. I know. Anyways...

Now, we just need to find someone who can do

a little research into Wes's previous relationships.

- I don't know.

Wh...? I'm supposed to do that?

- Yeah.

- How?

- Ask for advice.

Tell him you're hopeless when it comes to relationships.

- Yeah, so, in other words, tell the truth.

(chuckling)

(sighing)

(laughing)

- He's calling every day now?

- Yeah. We used to talk once a month, max.

And now he wants to know every detail of our lives?

Where was this dad when I was a kid, you know?

- He's older, right?

Maybe he's looking back and taking stock.

Maybe he realizes he wasn't there for you before

and he's trying to be now.

It's kind of sweet.

I wish my dad could've...

But...

- Oh! Um... is he...?

- I never saw him after my third birthday.

- Oh, wow. What happened?

- Oh, he was an oil guy,

an executive,

exactly who the revolutionaries hated.

He tried to stay out of all of it, but...

one day...

his dinner was ready and he never came home to eat it.

- I'm so sorry.

- But he made sure we'd be okay.

He had already made plans for us to escape.

Didn't take much. Just the clothes on our backs

and some things that meant something.

All he wanted to do was protect us.

And he did.

Dads are like that.

Including yours.

So, if he's calling every day, cherish it, Dan.

Maybe he's got a plan.

Yes, how can I help you?

I would recommend this one.

(rain pattering)

- Ah, girls.

It's just, uh, you know, even if I am interested,

I-I don't even know what to say to them, you know?

- And you're asking me? 'Cause I-I barely know you.

- I mean, why not? You seem like a good guy.

- Hm. - I mean, uh...

And, uh, you know, who else would I talk to?

I mean, there's my mom. Or, uh, the guy at the feedlot.

There's not a huge talent group here.

- Mm. - Um...

- Um, well...

I dunno.

- Uh, how about your, uh, past, uh, relationships?

Like, like, uh, how did they, uh, work out?

- I don't know. I haven't really...

Uh, I mean, I can't...

Ever since Luna.

- Luna? - Yeah.

She's...

just really, really special.

But since she's been gone, I can't even think

about stuff like that.

- Luna. Wow. I mean, um...

She sounds amazing.

- She is.

Listen, Sam, uh,

thank you for the fries,

but I-I don't think I'm your guy for this, okay?

At least, not right now. I-I'm sorry. I gotta go.

- If that's what love does to you? Mm.

I want no part of it.

- Sounds like this Luna did a serious number on him.

Why do you guys think they broke up?

- Could we get them back together?

Should we get them back together?

- Well, first we need to find out what happened,

which means the next question is...

Mom? - Mm?

- Who's Luna? - Luna?

- And how did she break Wes's heart?

- Uh, don't know.

I can't think of anybody in town.

Maybe it's a long-distance thing?

- But he comes in here a lot, right,

and he's never mentioned a girlfriend?

- We small talk over deliveries.

It's usually about movies, not personal stuff.

- What'd you talk about last time?

- Citizen Kane.

And how the real genius was the camera guy.

Oh! He did ask to put a notice on the board.

Oh... - What?

- I didn't read this 'til now.

Poor guy.

I guess this is Luna.

- Luna's a dog?

- Aww! And he wishes he could find her.

- Oh, it makes perfect sense!

And, look, that is even the heart-shaped pillow!

Now all I need are the details!

- Yeah. - Thank you!

- I don't know.

(indistinct chattering)

- Wes! Uh, Wes, hey! I-I'm here about Luna.

- You found her?!

- Uh, no, no. Sorry. - Ah.

- Uh, but I'd like to help find her.

Uh, can you tell me how she got lost?

- Well...

I was giving her a bath on the back porch

around a week ago when some yahoo next door

set off fireworks. Luna hates fireworks.

- Yeah. Dogs can scare really easy.

- Exactly. I'd already taken her collar off for the bath

and the fireworks popped, and I guess I forgot

to latch the gate, because she took off

like a rocket total blur!

I mean, that girl can really book!

Then I drove all over the neighborhood shaking the can

I keep her favorite treats in going,

"Shakey-shakey-treat-treat! Shakey-shakey-treat-treat!"

She always comes running for that.

Then I called the vet, the pound, I called the police.

She's such a good dog.

I feel so dumb for leaving that gate open.

I just...

I just wish I could find her.

- Yeah, I know.

But me and my friends? We're going to find her.

- What? Seriously? You think you can?

- I know we can. It's what we do.

Don't worry, your life is about to get a whole lot better,

guaranteed!

- I rechecked the vet, the pound and the police, no lost dogs.

- Yeah. It says here golden retrievers can run

five miles, easy, and go as fast as 35 miles an hour.

- So Luna could've gotten really far really fast

if she was pretty scared.

- Right. So, we would need to start at Wes's

and check really far in every direction?

- That's a lot of ground to cover.

- Except we have a secret weapon.

Lace up your boots, guys,

we're about to explore the scenic highways and byways

of the gorgeous Route 4 at Ashton Hills.

(Sam): That's a lot of woods out there.

And it's been, what? A week? It's not going to be easy.

- Well, the well hasn't steered us wrong yet!

- Yeah, what's your middle name, anyways, Ruby? Bright Side?

- Cup Half Full? - Legally, it's Viola.

But I'll bring your suggestions to management.

Shakey-shakey-treat-treat!

Shakey-shakey-treat-treat!

Shakey-shakey-treat-treat!

Luna! Shakey-shakey-treat-treat!

Uh... - Yeah, I don't know about this.

- Yeah, Ruby's voice is higher than Wes's.

- It's true. - Then you do it.

- Seriously?

(crow cawing)

Shakey-shakey-treat-treat. - A little louder, maybe?

Shakey-shakey-treat-treat! - Try adding some dance moves.

Come on! - Yeah! Put your hips into it.

- Come on, Sam! - Okay.

I-I'm not going to do that. I...

- We love granting wishes! - Woo!

(laughing)

- Shakey-shakey-treat-treat!

- Yeah! Shakey-shakey-treat-treat!

- Woo! - Shakey-shakey-treat-treat!

(phone chiming)

(birds chirping)

(sighing)

- "Thought you might like to see what's out there

in your price range. Some great places."

Thanks, Dad,

but not looking to move anytime soon.

(tablet ringing)

Really?

(tablet chiming)

- Take another look.

I know it's a lot to take in,

but that last one's got a lot of potential.

It's even got a great school nearby.

Good for Ruby's future.

- I'm looking out for Ruby's future just fine, Dad.

- I got a couple more links.

- That's okay.

I appreciate your help and your concern, Dad,

but, um, I'm pretty firm on this.

- Daniel. How can I change your mind?

- You can't.

(sighing)

Look, I gotta, I-I... I gotta go, Dad.

(sighing)

- I need some help.

I need you to find a box for me.

In the cider house.

- Okay.

- It's in an old barrel. At the back.

- Sure. What are you looking for?

- Name. On an old map, I think.

Let me know when you find it.

- Good talk.

- Luna! Here, girl!

Shakey-shakey-treat-treat!

- I dunno, guys. We're gonna run out of daylight soon.

Should get back to the road.

- I can't believe it!

No dog. No paw prints. No nothing!

- It's been a week.

The paw prints would be long gone, anyhow.

- But we had an actual address!

I really thought with such a specific clue

that we wouldn't turn up with so much... nothing.

- Is it me, or are the wishes actually getting harder?

- Not just you.

- Check this out!

Looks like a chunk of car light.

A turn signal, or something.

- The tire marks.

- I think there's been an accident.

- Nope, no accident. - Really?

- Sometimes people self-report,

just so they have something to show the insurance people.

Let me see here.

Oh! Here's something.

Single vehicle collision on Route 4 near Ashton Hills.

A week ago, 10:30 PM.

Apparently, a 2014 Chevy Impala hit a dog.

According to this,

the animal slipped away into the woods.

It was too dark to find.

- Luna.

Thanks, Officer Clark.

- Thank you. - See ya.

- Luna could be hurt, or worse!

- We checked every inch of the woods

and we didn't find her, so someone else must have.

- It's weird, though, 'cause Wes called around

to the vets and the pound.

- Turned up with nothing.

Except...

- Ooh. Is she puzzle-facing? - Think so.

- Well, Wes didn't know that Luna made it all the way

to Ashton Hills.

And what if they have their own vet and pound?

- Hang on.

Yeah, Ashton Hills has two vets and a humane society.

I'll call the humane society. - I'll call the first vet.

- Okay.

(man): Ashton Hills animal clinic.

- Hi there. I'm wondering if you've taken in

a dog this week? - Yeah, a golden retriever.

- Would've been brought in on the 17th or 18th?

- Uh, female. No collar.

- No? - No.

- Yes? - Yes.

- Yes?

- Was it a young dog? - Yeah, about four years old.

- Yeah, let's see, uh, bone fractures,

joint dislocation. Uh...

Hit by a car, it looked like.

Now, she was in pretty bad shape,

but she's doing better now.

- Uh, we're friends of the owner.

Could we come see her?

- I don't see why not.

I'll see how long someone'll be here.

- Well, this is great!

We can head on down there and confirm it's her.

- You will. I'm allergic.

- I thought your allergies were limited

to homework and manual labor? - Hey! I'm a complex guy.

What can I say? . - Hello?

All good. Come on by!

- Okay. Amazing! Thank you. See you soon.

- No problem and don't worry, okay?

Daisy's gonna be just fine.

(all): Daisy?

(clattering)

(crow cawing)

(intriguing music)

- Old Tom.

- Come on, I'll take you to see her.

Can go home in another day, maybe?

As you can see, she is doing loads better now.

(distant barking)

- Oh! - Hey, girl!

- Yep. That is definitely the same dog.

- Oh, and your friend? Such a great caregiver.

Been here every day, sits with her for hours.

- Wait. Wes has been here?

- Wes? I meant Anjali.

(both): Anjali?

- Yeah, little girl, maybe... ten?

She found Daisy on the side of the road.

Her family brought her in and she's been here every day

checking on her. Even tried to give me her allowance.

When I wouldn't take it, we decided to set up

an assistance fund.

Anjali.

She is an angel.

(woman): Dr. Halemani? - Excuse me.

- Thank you.

(dogs barking)

We have to tell Wes.

- You'll be okay.

- You found her! Ah! Poor girl.

Look at those bandages.

But look! (laughing)

She's still smiling. I think.

Ah, that's Luna for ya.

(chuckling)

- Um...

What about the little girl?

- Oh. I owe her huge. She saved Luna's life!

I have to get a reward for her, or something.

Oh!

Thank you guys so much!

I'm going to find Luna's papers

and I'm bringing her home tomorrow.

- Oh! Uh. - Yep. Yeah. Sorry.

- Oh! - Okay. Cool.

- Yes.

- So... (door opening)

wish fulfilled?

- It seems that way, right?

- Right.

- Right.

- No. No.

While you guys were off doing your dog thing,

I did some thinking.

There's still a clue on the board that

isn't connected to anything, it's the last one.

The scarf.

- You're right. We forgot about that one.

- Mm-hmm. - So, what?

Did we just miss the scarf, or...?

- Well, the TV dinner

and the movie stuff led us to Wes.

- The red, heart-shaped pillow and highway signs

led us to Luna. - Exactly.

And the scarf.

It has to be...

It's gotta be...

(sighing) I got nothin'.

- Well, it has to connect to something.

- So, the wish just isn't done yet.

I knew this was too easy.

- Good morning! Ooh! What a gorgeous day.

Birds are singing! Skies are blue!

- It's overcast.

- But Luna is okay. (laughing)

- So, you bringing her home today?

- I am! And I'm in the market for a new dog bowl

and shiny new leash. I'll take the finest money can buy.

- Uh, this is all we have.

So, have you been out to see her yet?

- Heading there now. Hey! Um, you don't have

any thanks-for-saving-my-dog cards, do you?

- Uh, no?

- Okay. That's fine. Just this.

- Here. (beeping)

Have a good day!

- I am now!

(door opening and closing)

(Ruby): Hey, Mina. - Hey!

Wes is going to the vet clinic now to visit Luna.

- Now? He's going there now?

- He looks like he's going to float there, he's so happy!

- But the wish isn't done yet! - I know.

- And anything could happen. - I know!

- I have to get there now! - Yes, I know!

(woman): Alright, thank you.

- Hey, Wes!

- Hey, Ruby. What a beautiful sunshiny day!

- It's overcast.

- Oh. What're you doing here?

- I-I just wanted to be here when you and Luna were reunited.

- Well, you should be!

You're the one that found her for me.

Oh. I'm sorry, I didn't think of that.

- Oh, no, no. It's okay.

Uh, do they know you're here for Luna?

- Oh, yeah, yeah. Bit of confusion at first,

but my paperwork is solid, so... - Is she ready yet?

Daisy!

(chuckling) - She looks as excited as I am.

(enchanted music)

- Hey, guys!

- Luna! - Daisy!

Oh, hey, girl!

It's so great to see you! You're beautiful!

Hey! Hey, Daisy! - Doctor? Is that...?

- The life saver. In person. Wes, this is Anjali.

- Wow! Uh, thank you, Anjali.

What you did was amazing.

Thank you for saving Luna!

And thank you, Dr. Halemani.

Um, so -what can we do to settle up?

- Wait. He's not taking Daisy away, is he?

H-he can't do that.

- This... this is your dog?

- Yeah, that's--

Um, that's right. It's, um, Luna.

And thank you two, so, so much.

I... I actually have a reward.

- No! - Anj!

Anj, honey, listen.

We talked about this.

We knew there was a chance the real owner would show up

and take her home.

- How could he be her real owner?

He let her get away!

He let her get into an accident!

There's no way he loves Daisy as much as I do!

- Ah, thank you.

Hey! Come on, Luna.

- No, no! - I-I'm sorry.

- No, you can't.

- Thank you, again. Uh...

I-I'm really sorry.

Come on.

- No, wait. Wait!

(crying)

- Uh...

(sighing)

Dad?

Dad?

- Hey!

So, was it a success? Wish granted?

- Uh... Sorta.

Whoa! Is this Tom?

Talk about family resemblance!

- Yeah. It's all Tom.

- Poor guy. There's a ton of these.

Here's one where he looks happy.

- Yeah. It's my dad and Tom.

They're young and... happy.

It's like a time-lapse of your uncle falling apart.

The resemblance is uncanny. I...

- Thanks.

- I mean, I-I--

- I know, I know what you mean.

Grampa O wanted me to grab this stuff.

He said he was looking for something, a name.

- What for?

- No idea.

- Um...

Here's a list of doctor visits.

- That's my dad's handwriting.

- Looks like Tom saw a lot of them.

Maybe it's the doctor's name?

- Uh, no, actually. He said it was written

on the back of a map.

- This says, "Tom's Sketches. 1979."

(intriguing music)

- My dad cut off all ties

with his brother when I was a kid.

- Why?

- I don't know.

He never talked about it, he just...

one day it was over.

And he never looked back.

- Until now.

Hey! A map.

- That's my dad's chicken scratch.

- Um, "Druim Uaine?"

- You are not. - I am.

- But come on, don't you that's going a little too far?

- That's what the sister, Tanya, I think, said.

But I have to. It's the right thing to do.

- Hold on! Hold on! Think about this a little.

I mean, come on! - I have, Mina.

It's why I'm doing it.

- - What happened? - What's up?

- The wish just fell apart, that's what!

- Really?

- Wes came to the store looking so bummed out.

He was all, like...

- I forgot to buy her shakey-shakey-treat-treats.

No big surprise.

Shakey-shakey...

Can't seem to get anything right.

- Wes!

Then he's all, "That poor girl."

- She was so sad when I took Luna away.

- Look, listen, I feel for Anjali, I really do,

but Wes, you love Luna!

She's your dog.

- But I left the gate open.

I messed up, like I always do.

Then Anjali saved her life. I mean...

Little kid takes better care of my dog than I do.

Can you believe that? - Can you believe that?!?

- Don't tell me anything else. - Okay. I won't.

- Wha...? Okay, don't tell her, maybe, but tell me!

- Sam! Don't you get it?

This wish couldn't have gone more sideways!

Instead of making Wes happy, we're wrecking his life!

- It sounds like...

Wes is giving away his dog, for good.

- Oh, man.

- Argh!

- Wish going well?

(muffled): Oh, yes. Completely. Can't you tell?

- Do you care to elaborate?

- Oh, man, only if you want me to.

So, the well gives me a wish.

"I wish I could find her." And we find all of the clues,

and Wes is happy.

But curveball number one, Anjali.

A little girl shows up completely in love with the dog.

And curveball number two, Wes gives the dog away!

Ugh!

- Okay.

So, you did your job.

It's not your fault Wes isn't happy

with what he wished for. Exactly what I thought!

But it doesn't work that way, okay?

Wes couldn't be more miserable.

The well doesn't do miserable.

(sighing)

What am I missing?

(tablet ringing)

- Hold that thought. Grandpa O.

(Ruby): Hi, Grandpa. - Hey, Dad.

I got the name for you. - And...?

- Yeah. I-I can't really read it,

but I can spell it for you. It's, uh,

D-R-U-I-M-U-A-I-N-E.

"Drew-em You-any?"

What is it?

- Relic from the past.

I suppose you saw the pictures?

- Yeah, and the sketches and notes.

- The evidence.

Such great potential...

cut short.

Any thoughts on why?

- Yeah. Uh, I don't know.

Um...

Mental health issues.

Loneliness, um... abandonment.

- Abandonment.

Excellent choice of word.

- I didn't mean that-- - I turned my back on him!

I should've tried harder. Ah, my brother.

- You had your own life, so--- It's hard looking back.

Seeing what I add up to.

With him...

Your mom...

You.

- It's okay, Dad.

I'm a dad, too. I-I...

We all do our best.

We're not our mistakes.

(enchanted music)

- I wish I believed that.

- Well, you should.

Because no matter what happened or what will happen...

we love you.

Ruby does.

- I do.

- And I do.

Really.

- Yeah?

- Yeah.

- Daniel...

Good night.

- Good night, Dad.

There's our Grampa O being Grampa O.

- Nobody does it better.

(chuckling)

- Yeah.

(sighing)

(birds chirping)

(enchanted music)

(gasps)

(Mina): Hey, Ruby. - I messed up!

- What? - I made a mistake!

- Ruby, what are you talking about?

- Yes, we granted the wish! I thought so, anyway.

Okay, Wes wanted to find her, Luna, and he did.

But that's not really true, is it?

- Actually, he didn't find her. We did.

- Exactly! So, something's still not right!

Oh, I was so sure, but I had this feeling.

This was supposed to be an easy one,

but I totally whiffed!

Is this the well telling me not to be so confident?

That I'm not Miss Super Amazing Wish Granter,

Greatest of All Time?

That I should just throw in the wish-giving towel?

- Ruby, you don't actually believe that, do you?

- No! Because I am not my mistakes!

And neither is Wes.

Meet me tomorrow, okay? First thing.

- There he is. Ten AM sharp.

- Hey! Morning, you guys.

- Hi. - What's going on?

- Ruby's just, you know, fixing everything, as she does.

- I-I actually don't have all the answers,

but I do know this: Wes, you made a mistake.

- Well, this is not news. - In fact, it's probably

something you've done a lot.

- Ha! You want an alphabetical list?

- But it's okay! Good, even,

because I have some news

that I think you and Luna are gonna like.

- No way! You guys actually found me a rescue?!

- Daisy in good shape. - Aw!

- Be up to weight soon, and we microchipped her, too,

so that-- - So you can always find her.

And I have a little something waiting for you

in the other room.

- Oh! He's so adorable!

- You were right, Ruby.

Maybe I was a little hard on myself.

But now? I mean, we took an awful thing

that happened and...

We turned it into that.

(giggling)

- Hey, Wes?

Did-did my sister say thank you?

- I mean...

She looks a little busy.

- This is what keeps me in the wish business.

- Definitely.

Still, the whole "I wish I could find her."

All the clues are accounted for, but we found Luna.

Hey, what did Wes find? - Ruby, look.

- Oh! - Oh!

- There you go. Got it.

(laughing)

- No way. Ah!

- I guess I was right about this one.

So, wish granted?

- You are a hopeless romantic. (laughing)

- Nope. I am a hope-full romantic.

(laughing)

(Ruby): Like my dad said: we are not our mistakes.

Instead, we are all the joy

and all the good and all the best things

that come from what we learn from them.

(enchanted music)

We may wish we could erase our mistakes,

but instead, we should...

I don't know.

Embrace them.

Because they're chances to grow.

And change.

And even though it can hurt to look back,

it's how we find a way to move forward.

Broken...

but better.

(soft music)

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