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[twinkling music]

[twinkling music]

(coin rolling)

(Ruby): Stop that quarter!

- Spatula! Incoming!

(grunting)

- Um, must have gone under the fridge.

Um...

- Okay. You hold one side. I'll get this side.

- No way! Anything could be under there!

We're not that desperate, are we?

- Are we?

Every cent counts.

Have you seen those?

- Yikes.

- I second that yikes.

Emily might have worked pro bono,

but her legal fees didn't. It's court fees, filing fees...

- Yeah, but, I...

(sighs)

Okay, I guess we have to.

Unless, somehow, some way, a miracle happens.

(phone ringing)

- Hi, Paula.

What? No way.

You are a miracle!

(laughing)

(birds chirping)

Unbelievable.

I finally get to use this poster I made for the benefit.

Seriously, I never thought it would happen.

- Well, it did.

I just got confirmation

our headliner's on board!

- This is amazing, Ms. Price.

Seriously, is there anything you can't do?

- No!

Anyway, I ran the numbers and, um,

if we can get a good deal on the venue,

then between that and the merch, tickets,

concessions, we should be in the clear.

- How can I thank you? For rallying this town,

for everything you do?

- No, that's just what being a friend

and a neighbour is all about.

So, let's lock down a location and just get the word out.

- I'm on it! - All right.

(resonating)

(enchanting music)

Right after this one quick thing.

- Yeah, you go. Paula and I have got this.

- See ya!

- The guitar is green, I get it. Emerald!

- This is Emerald. - Yeah, good choice.

- Yeah.

(whooshing)

(enchanting music)

(woman humming softly)

(woman): I wish we could get back together.

(gasps)

(mysterious music)

(school bell ringing)

- "I wish we could get back together?"

So, all we need to do now is play matchmaker.

- Yeah. Almost sounds too easy.

- Where do you want to start?

- The desks I saw in my vision were the same ones

that we have here, only they had

a bunch of doodles on it. Like this.

- Well, what does that tell us? That our wisher

was bored in class, or...? (chuckling)

- She wasn't a student. Sounded older.

- Maybe a former student?

- Yeah, well, that just narrows it down to, oh,

everyone who's ever lived in this town.

- Well, we've still got the toolbox,

the rose and the song. How did it go?

- Uh...

(humming)

Okay, it's so clear in my head, but it's coming out wrong.

- Okay, back to the desks. Maybe there's more in the clue

than you saw in your vision?

- Then let's find the actual desk.

- Sure, but there's a lot of desks in this school.

A whole school's worth, actually.

- So, then, we better get started!

- Yeah. - All righty.

- You guys find anything?

- Yeah. Kids here are surprisingly

respectful of school property.

So, nothing? - Nothing.

- Yeah. Yeah, I sent the posters to the printers.

(door opening) Wow.

Sounds like you got a small army--

- Hi, Dad. - Hey, Mr. O'Reilly.

- Yeah, I just got a couple of new recruits

who just walked in the door.

Okay. Yes, this is going to be fantastic.

Thank you so much. Okay, bye.

(chuckling) - Never thought I'd see it.

My dad, a big-time concert promoter.

- If this orchard thing doesn't work out, who knows?

(chuckling)

(guitar strumming)

- What in the...? Is that old Tom's old guitar?

(light guitar melody)

- Why are you looking at me like you didn't know I play guitar?

- Because I didn't know you played guitar!

- My mom got me lessons a few years ago,

but I kind of bailed, so...

- Wow. Maybe you should headline the show.

- Oh, yeah. Yeah, I'll start in with Old MacDonald,

then I'll hit 'em with my Wheels on the Bus.

Crowd goes wild! Sam! We love you!

- Okay, okay, maybe you're not spotlight ready,

but still, you know, you should consider...

Hello. Earth to Sam?

- Sorry, this just reminded me of something.

There's a storage area in the school basement

and there's a bunch of old instruments there.

- And you're, what, considering starting a marching band?

- No. There's other old stuff there, too.

Maybe even old desks.

(coughing)

- Okay, this place is Freddy-Krueger-level creepy.

- It's not that bad. - Said Freddy Krueger.

- How'd you even find this place?

- Well, last year I dropped a jar of pickled eggs

out of my locker. - Pickled eggs?

- Oh, gosh, don't ask. It was like crime scene

at the hen house. - Yeah, well, anyway,

they sent me down here to get a mop

and I found this garden of delights.

- You mean dusty old junk pile.

- Potato, pot-ah-to.

- Let's get started.

(bright music)

(enchanting music)

No way.

- What? - What?

- Look.

Music stuff and initials. R.C.

- Wait. R.C. with music stuff? - You don't think...?

- Who are you talking about? - Rachel Crewe,

born and raised in Emerald.

Now she's practically almost famous.

- Look.

- Oh, whoa.

Mic stand.

The rose matches my vision!

- That's her trademark thing. So, it is her.

Wow, this wish makes a lot more sense now.

- Yeah, I mean it's gotta be her, right?

- I guess so. I mean, music stuff?

Uh, so Rachel Crewe, semi-celebrity,

is our wisher.

We have to find her. Where does she live?

- Oh. That's the thing.

I mean, who knows? Could be LA,

Nashville, New York...

Anywhere but here.

- So, if Rachel's that far away,

then this wish just got really, really---

- Interesting. Let's do it.

(camera clicking)

- Wait. You're kidding, right?

Please tell me you're kidding.

- Yeah. That's me, a laugh riot.

- You're serious. They cancelled?

- Yeah. Apparently, the lead singer has chronic laryngitis.

- Well, maybe he'll snap out of it.

- Snap out of chronic laryngitis?

- Right.

Okay, we just need to find a new headliner.

Someone who's gonna be a huge draw,

who's gonna do it for free, last minute. No problem.

- We already called everyone we could think of.

They're either booked or not interested.

But I-I do appreciate your optimism.

- You say "optimism,"

I say, "just this side of full-on panic."

(Paula laughing)

(sighing)

(Ruby): Hey, Dad.(Daniel): Looks like we have

a little problem.

- Oh. - We have no act.

- Oh. - Headliner bailed.

- Really? - Ideas? Got any?

- Wow. Um, okay, I'll think about it.

- Thanks, Ruby. Bye now.

- Bye, Dad.

- It's brutal.

You guys were counting on that.

- Yeah.

It could be a bad thing.

- Or not?

I guess it does kind of connect with the wish. Yeah.

- Yeah, to solve the wish, we need to get in touch

with Rachel Crewe, and the show needs a headliner.

- She's kind of out of our league.

I mean, I don't know how we'd get past her people.

(sighs)

Actually...

'Kay, there might be one thing that we could try.

It's a long shot. - Long shots are my oxygen.

- Well, it's just Rachel's fan page:

sometimes she personally answers messages from her fans.

- And you think you could get in touch with her

about the fundraiser? - No promises, but why not?

- Totally. Okay, while you do that,

I'll grab Mina and we'll start looking.

- For what? - Not what, who.

If Rachel wants to get back together with someone,

we're going to find out who. - Okay.

(school bell ringing)

(whispering): What?

(clears throat)

(intriguing music)

- I've got it!

Sorry. Um, I just...

I just get really excited about polynomials.

(snorting)

(Ruby): Hi, Dennis.

- Whatever it is you think I did,

I definitely have an alibi.

- Actually, I wanted to talk to you about that.

- My toolbox? Why, what about it?

- Uh...

(rock music playing)

Speed Kings. What's that?

- Brand of oil filter.

And a local indie music sensation.

- A band? Really? Are you sure?

- Reasonably. Since I was in it.

- You're a musician?

- No. I'm a drummer.

(laughing)

And that right there is Emerald's finest

guitarist-slash-transmission specialist.

- Pete?

Uh, does the name Rachel Crewe ring any bells?

- Speed Kings' guitar and vocalist? That Rachel Crewe?

(Dennis): She was a superstar even back then.

- Hm. - Wait. She was in your band?

- Oh, yeah.

Yeah, we booked every weekend. We were on a roll.

- Sounds like you had a good thing going!

- And like all good things, came to an end.

- Yeah, that's for the best, though. We were just

holding Rachel back, anyway.

- Are you still in touch with her?

- Haven't heard from her in years.

- Guess once she got out of here,

she never looked back. (chuckling)

- Uh, so, uh, was there anyone

special in her life back then

who she'd want to get back together with?

- Uh, I-I highly doubt that.

- Uh, she was driven. She was all about her career.

Capital A artist and, uh,

nobody was going to distract her.

- Oh, hey, it worked, right?

- So, I think I know who the "they" is,

who she wants to get back together with,

it has to be the band.

- But why? She's got a great solo thing going.

- Maybe she's lonely and misses playing with them.

You know, they are good guys.

- So, how are we gonna work this one out, then?

- Uh, how did the message go on the fan page site?

- I dunno, but I laid it on thick.

Told her if she showed up,

we'd change the town's name to Rachel.

(chuckling) - Okay,

I guess all we can do is cross our fingers and hope that...

(Daniel): Yes! (door opening)

- What was that about?

- Rachel Crewe. She's in. I'm calling Paula.

- Nice.

(laughing)

(Sam): Do I have anything in my teeth?

(Mina): No, you're good. - Think she's gonna like me?

I don't know why I'm so nervous. Did I say that out loud?

I-I'll just stop talking. I don't know.

(Mina): Sam, are you really starstruck?

- How do I look? - You look fine.

(intriguing music)

(crowd chattering excitedly)

(chuckling)

- Ms. Crewe, welcome back to Emerald.

- Oh, please, it's Rayche.

And thank you so much for having me.

- I'm Daniel. I'm one of the, uh, promoters.

And our executive assistants,

Ruby, Sam, and Mina.

- Hi. - It's great to meet you all.

Whoa. I can smell the Orchard Grill from here

and I'm not leaving without Halona's cedar tea.

(laughing) - You have a lot of fans here.

We got so many ticket requests, we need a bigger venue.

- I'm flattered.

- Will the rest of your band be arriving today?

- Nope.

The guys I usually hire? They booked a gig this weekend,

so I'm flying solo.

- Uh, what about the Speed Kings?

- Pete and Dennis?

Are they still around?

- Yeah, and I bet they'd totally be into it,

although they might be a bit rusty.

- Oh. Well, if I remember correctly,

Evers Auto Repair is the place to go for rust removal.

- Ah.

(upbeat country music)

♪ Yeah, yeah

♪ Woo-hoo-hoo

♪ Yeah, yeah, yeah

♪ We met up at Mayfield Farm

♪ Jimmy turned the radio on

♪ Playing that familiar song

♪ Everybody sang along

♪ School was out for summer break ♪

♪ We all hung out down by the lake ♪

♪ And now it's been so long

♪ Where has everybody gone

♪ Oh

♪ I don't wanna to lose ya

♪ Baby, it's true

♪ I can see the future

♪ And I see you

- Oh! (laughing)

- Woo!

- Not bad, you guys.

- I totally kacked on the middle eight.

- Ah, barely noticed.

- Man, I should've stretched before.

I forgot what a workout that is.

(laughing) - Bring it in, you big baby.

You too, Pete. - Aw, get in there.

- Aw!

- Here you go. - Ooh!

- That a lemonade? - Yeah!

- Thank you.

So, Raych, what do you think?

Are we ready for our 20-city tour?

- Well, I don't know about that,

but it would mean a lot to me if you guys joined me

for the show.

- Yeah, I'm in. Dennis?

- Sure, if I ever get the feeling back in my arms.

(drum sting)

(laughing)

(all): Cheers.

- Did it! We got the band back together.

- So, wish granted? - Looks that way.

- Guys! Thank you so much for helping set that up.

It was a real trip down memory lane.

Potholes and all.

- We're just glad you got your wish.

- I'm sorry? - Uh, you know,

what you most wanted. To get the band back together,

and here you are.

- Oh, yeah. Well, we played together,

but we're not back together.

- What do you think, Dennis?

Should we make this a permanent gig?

- Oh, sure. Let's tour Europe, Asia. Then the moon.

(laughing)

- Y-you don't sound serious.

- No, I'm not. No. No, I got a family. Work.

Pete's got a business to run.

Whenever you're ready, okay? - Yeah.

- Oh, I knew what the answer was going to be.

They're good guys and I love 'em,

but I need pros now.

- But you sounded so good and seemed so happy.

- That's really sweet of you to say, Ruby,

but I haven't thought about the Speed Kings

since I left town. It's a closed chapter.

- So much for "wish granted."

- So, she didn't want to get back together

with a person, and she didn't want to get back together

with the band. - I know. What's left?

(sighs)

(vehicle passing)

- I just had a weird thought.

Is it possible...? I mean there were signs.

The wisher's voice was kind of different.

- What is it, Ruby?

- I messed up.

Rachel Crewe isn't our wisher.

Unbelievable! I got the wrong wisher!

That's never happened before!

I thought being keeper of the well

would get easier the more I did it,

but it's like those first bunch of wishes were just...

level one, and now I've advanced on to level two.

- I respect the video game analogy.

- Well, we need to keep trying, Ruby.

Mistakes can be fixed.

- You're right. So, we can still stay on track.

(guitar strumming)

Um...

Sam, that song you're playing.

- What about it?

- Keep playing.

(Ruby humming)

- How do you know it?

- It was in my vision.

Is it famous, or something?

- I mean, I've never heard it before.

- Uh, Sam, first of all, I love that you can do this,

and secondly, where did you learn it?

- Ah, it's just muscle memory.

My guitar teacher taught it to me

back when she was giving me lessons.

- It's a nice song. What are the words?

- I couldn't make them out in my vision.

(door closing) - Um...

Something about friendship, or something.

I don't know. The lyrics never really made sense to me.

- Well, what was your teacher's name?

Do you remember?

- Um...

Ah! Isabel, or Eileen or...

- Isla! - Isla! That's it.

- Isla Hanson. Oh, she was great.

I wonder where she ended up.

Oh, you know what?

I think I might have a couple of pictures

of her on this phone. - Let's see.

- Hang on! Nope. No... oh!

Ah-ha!

(laughing) - Yeah.

- Look! It's serious artist Sam.

- No, that's "My Fingers Are Killing Me" Sam.

(laughing) - Dad, Ms. Price is here!

- What made you think of Isla after all this time, honey?

- I, uh...

I think maybe I could start taking lessons again, actually.

(gasps) - That would be cool!

- Yeah. - Paula! Let's do this.

Let's find a venue for our sold out show!

- Oh, you mean the show that is sold out?

- The sold out one! (laughing)

- We'll see you guys later. - See ya.

- See ya. - Be good.

- Yup. - So, what's our next move?

- Well, it's the same wish, different wisher,

and the song matches, so my money's on Isla.

- We need to figure out who Isla wants to get back together with.

- But where are we going to find her?

(Paula): Well, let's hope the vice principal

will go for it.

- So, let me get this straight,

you want to put on a rock concert in my auditorium

and then invite the whole town?

- It's for a good cause.

- Yeah, and we'll handle all the cleanup.

- And you're telling me the artist is Rachel Crewe.

- Mm-hmm.

- Wow!

Wow-wow-wow-wow-wow-wow!

Whoo!

- Are you okay? - Uh, yes, yes, of course.

I just, uh...

She, uh, really is something, isn't she? Ms. Crewe.

- Uh, yeah.

I mean, I don't know her super well, but--

- Independent artist of the year two years running.

"Soaring melodies that convey the mood and melancholia

of our times," Modern Indie Magazine.

"Best New Artist," IndieWeb Music.

- So, you know her work?

- I do.

- Okay, so...?

- I will be honoured, Mr. O'Reilly,

Ms. Price. An honour. - That's fantastic!

- Well, I, uh, suppose this place

could really use a facelift to make it worthy

of our esteemed guest.

- Sure. Yeah, whatever it takes.

So, we'll order the gear and have it sent over?

- A privilege!

Now...

Okay.

- Mm-hmm.

(upbeat music)

- Oh! That's an armload.

- Uh, yeah, I got all kinds of takeout.

Soup, sandwiches, hot goss.

- Ooh, spill it!

- Okay, so, Item A: I went to the bulletin board

and found this.

- Music lessons with Isla!

(Mina): Complete with address and contact information.

File her under officially found.

- Yeah. And Halona knows her, which lead me to Item B:

Dalton Valance.

- What's a Dalton Valance? - Ex-boyfriend.

- And like the wish says,

she wants to get back together, right?

- Uh, not sure. Halona's not a fan.

- What was wrong with him? - Only everything.

Halona said he's a manipulator and the only reason

he pretended to be interested in Isla

was to, get this, get himself into Rachel's band.

- Hold up! This guy was in Rachel's band?

- No. Isla was.

- Okay, that's new. - And very interesting!

- Yup. So, time for operation

"Talk to Sam's old guitar teacher

to find out more about her personal life

and what she really wants."

- Catchy! And now that we know where to find her...

- What are we waiting for?

(Sam sighs)

- I want the sandwich.

- Uh... - Well...

(instruments playing off-key)

- Just keep working on that, okay?

- Okay.

- Sam! Look at you!

You've gotten so tall! What are they feeding you?

- Hi, Isla. These are my friends, Mina and Ruby.

- Hi. - Hi.

- Are you here to sign up for more classes?

See, I knew you'd be back. Ooh, power trio this time!

- Actually, we're here about something different.

- Um, this might sound a little weird,

but is there anyone you want to get back together with?

- What? - Dalton Valance, maybe?

- Oh, look, if he's put you up to this,

you tell him that he's a-- - No, no, no, he didn't.

Not at all. - What about the Speed Kings?

- Pete and Dennis? - And Rachel Crewe.

- Wait, what's Rachel got to do with this?

- Nothing, um...

- Never mind, I don't want to know.

- You know her, don't you?

Did something happen-- - I'm sorry,

I have a class to teach.

Good to see you, Sam.

- We touched a nerve. - We touched all the nerves.

- Yeah.

I can't believe I didn't put it together sooner!

- What? - All the clues point

towards Rachel, Dennis and Pete.

And what do they all have in common?

- Isla wants to get the band back together!

- With her in it! - Go us!

(laughing)

- Now, I know you wanted to do a basic rental,

but this is Rachel Crewe here.

So, I sent the PA system back.

- You what?

- She is quite fussy about her sound,

so I ordered the 400 BTs.

Boom Magazine gives it five stars.

- That's triple our budget.

- Yes, but quadruple the fidelity, Mr. O'Reilly!

Trust me on this. - But Norman,

this is a fundraiser.

- I understand that, Ms. Price.

Ergo, I'm willing to shoulder the cost myself.

- All right. - Sure.

- Wait 'til you see what else I have planned! Hm.

- Yeah, Isla Hanson.

She was the fourth member of the Speed Kings.

She wrote a lot of our early stuff.

- Why didn't you say something?

(sighs) - It's complicated.

- Try me.

- Okay...

Now this is ancient history

and I'm not, like, resentful,

but she's responsible

for the Speed Kings breaking up.

- What happened?

- Dalton Valance happened.

- Her boyfriend. - Yeah. She was crazy about him.

You know, wanted him in the band,

even though he didn't exactly have what you'd call talent.

So, we took a vote and it didn't go Isla's way.

So she quit.

Then she told us that we couldn't use her songs,

which was practically our entire set list.

- Well, you could have kept going without her.

- Well, there's more to it than that.

Rachel and Isla, they were inseparable.

Right? But then after that, something snapped.

Then Rachel left.

- It must have been hard on you guys to lose the band.

- Nah.

Music was Rachel's thing.

For Dennis and me, it was just weekends.

And Isla? She was never that much into the band, either.

She's definitely the more quiet,

"sit in a dark room and write moody songs" type.

- Have you talked to her about it?

- I mean, I see her around.

Doesn't seem to miss the band any more than we do.

It's a shame, really.

Rachel and Isla, they were best friends.

Best, best friends.

(intruiging music)

- First I thought it was Rachel who wanted to get

the band back together. But it's Isla's wish.

- So, we figured Isla wants to get the band back together.

- Yeah, but now she doesn't

seem to care about getting the band back together, either.

So, does that mean that this wish is about

her friendship with Rachel?

- You saw Isla's face when her name came up.

She didn't want anything to do with her.

- Yeah, there's like a serious grudge between those two.

- So... now what?

Sam, you know Isla best.

- I guess so, yeah.

- There's a lot she's not telling us.

Think you can find out what it is?

- There might be a way.

- Hey, Ruby... I need some snazzy-duds advice.

- Well, you're in luck. The Snazzy Duds Doctor is in!

- Which is better for the show?

- You're wearing a coat, right?

- Okay. I'll get something else. (Ruby laughing)

- Hey, Mr. O'Reilly. - Hey, Sam.

- I got something. - What?

- Here. Look at this.

- What is this? - It's called LyricCamp.

It's where unsigned artists upload their songs.

See that? - Is that our Isla?

- Yup. Look at this. The lyrics.

- Oh, these look like breakup songs for that Dalton dude?

- That's what I thought too, except these are touching,

sweet and sad.

It's not for Dalton the deadbeat.

- "I hope you find your way in the lights of LA

but I'll be here waiting cheering and hoping

you'll be back one day."

This is for Rachel. - Yeah.

- Sam, this is fantastic!

- I know and it's-it's all in the songs,

if you know the story. Like, for example,

The Choice, about how the band made her choose between them

or a guy. And then you've got Regrets,

about how it was so the wrong decision.

- Casualties, about how horrible she felt

and the hole in her heart after losing her best friend.

- Yeah, I mean get a mop, it's a lot of spilling.

- But uh...

does this sound like someone who's holding a grudge?

- It's a good question.

Only one person can answer it.

- It's not that simple.

- Actually, it kind of is.

You wanted to get back together, but not with a boyfriend.

- Or even the band. - With your best, best friend.

(distant music playing softly)

- Well, you know the story,

so I may as well fill in the blanks.

I thought Dalt was the one.

He was a bit of a project.

Rachel was not a fan.

- And when it came down to it,

you chose Dalton over the band.

- I walked away,

took my music with me.

Rachel was furious. She never spoke to me again.

- Did you ever reach out?

- No. I was still too mad for too long.

And then she started to get attention

and I-I didn't want her to think I was using her,

like he was. - Well, maybe it's not too late.

(chuckling)

- I would do anything to see her again, but...

I know Rachel would never want to see me.

I mean, it's awful.

But I just have to accept it.

- Ah. There you go. - Thank you.

(phone ringing) - Oh!

Oh!

Hey, Norman! Everything okay?

Uh, wait...

Wait, wait, wait, wait. Calm down. What happened?

You overslept? I-I don't understand.

You were up all night making what?

Oh. Okay. Well, then what?

Oh.

Oh.

Oh, okay.

Thanks for letting me know, Norman.

Yeah, you take care of yourself, okay?

Bye-bye.

- What happened?

- Well, he missed the equipment delivery.

So, he drove to the city to get it himself,

and when he finally got back, it was the middle of the night

and he-he tried to put it all up himself,

and then 600 pounds of lighting gear came down

and it broke off a big chunk of the stage

and the breaker box.

The high school's dark until Monday

and they can't get parts.

- Oh, no. - Mm-hmm.

- Was anyone hurt? - Yeah, yeah,

he pulled something in his ankle.

Plus, there goes our venue. And-and showtime is in what?

Eight hours.

(scoffs) Come on!

- Okay, I'll call around. I'll see what I can find,

but,,, we might be out of luck.

(sighs)

Why did he miss the delivery, anyway?

- He overslept.

He was up all night making... something.

- What? - Uh...

Paper roses.

I know.

(upbeat music playing)

♪ Oh

♪ I don't want to lose you

♪ Baby...

- Uh, yeah.

Hi, guys, sorry to interrupt. It sounds great!

Rachel, can I talk to you for a minute?

- Okay, sure. Uh, yeah.

Let's take five, guys.

- Yeah, no worries. - All right.

- So, uh, I just had a chat with an old friend of yours.

Isla Hanson.

- What about her?

(phone ringing) - Oh! Sorry, one sec.

(Ruby and Rachel chattering)

Hello? Oh, hey, Dan.

Wh-what kind of problem?

(Ruby): Hear me out. She seems really nice.

- Are you serious?

- What am I supposed to do with that, Ruby?

We haven't talked in years.

- Well, she'd love to hear from you.

- Well, that's a little convenient.

I finally get a little buzz,

and now she wants to be best friends again?

Is that why she put you up to this?

- No, no. She doesn't even know that I'm here.

- Listen, Isla walked away from the band

for some manipulative louse, okay?

And now she's trying the same tricks he did.

- Okay, she knew that you might think that, but--

- Guys. Sorry to interrupt. We got news.

- It's the venue.

It just fell through.

Your dad said they just pulled the plug, so, uh,

the show's off.

I mean, for now, at least. They're still scrambling.

- What, really?

Oh, I was looking forward to it, too.

I mean, I'd like to stay while they sort it all out,

but I've got a flight.

I'm already pushing it.

- What, so, you're just gonna leave?

But what about your friend, Isla?

- Ex-friend.

(indistinct chatter)

- I just don't get it. I've solved this wish twice,

but I'm still no closer than when I started.

I don't know if I can do this.

- Thanks for coming, guys. Appreciate it.

You know, I hate those checkups, so...

- That's why we're here. Just like when you've

helped me out at the store.

- I guess it's just what friends do, right?

- And can you believe Ruby just said,

"I don't think I can do this"?

- Well, good thing she doesn't have to.

- What? What're you--

- Because we're doing this. - We got your back, Ruby.

- When the three of us work together,

there ain't nothing we can't solve.

(chuckling)

- You're right.

Despite the grammar, we're a team.

But there's just one thing I have to do first.

(birds chirping)

(whooshing)

(woman singing)

♪ I wish that we were back together ♪

♪ 'Cause we're like two birds of a feather ♪

♪ Flying away back home

♪ And I wish that we were back together... ♪

(breathing heavily)

Mina! Sam!

Guys, I just heard something.

Okay, it might be too late,

but we need to stop Rachel from leaving.

Thank you. Okay, Rachel checked out of the bed and breakfast

20 minutes ago. - So, she's already on the way

to the airport? - I don't think so.

She didn't call for a town car, she was on foot.

- What? That's way too far to walk. She'll miss her flight.

- That means she hasn't left Emerald yet, Sam.

Try to keep up.

- Uh...

(sighs)

- Okay, I need you guys to do something for me.

(laughing)

- So, Foster Brody finally found his treasure?

Oh, what about Mr. Pritchard?

Is he still head over heels for his wife?

- Flowers every day.

(door opening) - This town.

This town! (laughing)

- Hi, Rachel. Uh, I knew I'd find you here.

- Oh. - Cedar tea, remember?

- Ah, I guess I did say that.

But this isn't the only thing I miss.

I have so many memories here and such great friends:

Pete, Dennis.

- Anyone else?

- We're not going there, kiddo.

The past is the past.

It's like I don't even know Isla anymore.

And, honestly, I wish her all the best.

- Okay.

Good thing there's always another option.

(soft guitar melody)

- Mmm, I know this one.

Oh, wait. I wrote this one. Half of it, anyway.

♪ Well, we tried to work it out ♪

♪ Though we never really...

- It's a pretty one, isn't it?

- Yeah.

♪ And now we walk a different path ♪

♪ But we remember what we had

♪ I wish that we were back together ♪

♪ 'Cause we're like two birds of a feather ♪

♪ Flying way back home

♪ Yeah, I wish that we were back together ♪

♪ I never thought you'd be gone forever ♪

♪ Take this yellow rose

♪ So, baby, come back home

(cheering, applause)

- I can't believe you remembered that song.

That was, like, forever ago.

- I always loved that one.

Mostly because of who I wrote it with.

Look, I know I was a jerk... - Don't.

I was the one who should have... - Now you don't.

(overlapping) I just wanted to say--

Oh, I'm sorry.

How did we let it get this far, huh?

- I don't know.

But there's no point in looking back.

And it's a good thing there's another option.

(chuckling)

- Hey, I was sad to hear the show was cancelled.

- Ugh, me too.

Would have been nice to get back on stage with you again.

- Really? With me? You'd want to get back on stage--

- Yeah! You're an O.G. Speed King!

(laughing)

How about I take you all to my studio?

We can record a demo! Yeah, a love letter to Emerald.

- Like a benefit?

All profits go to the town, sort of thing?

- Sure. To make up for the non-concert.

(chuckling) - Well, I actually know

where to find some great sound equipment.

And I happen to know it's available.

- Then let's do it. - Really?

You would do that for Emerald? - Oh, no, not for Emerald, hon.

With Emerald.

(indistinct chattering)

Yeah, yeah.

(sneezing) Bless you!

All right, everyone, give it all you got.

- We're ready. - For Emerald!

- Woo! - Hold up, hold up!

There's one more!

- Mr. Ellis?

- Aw!

- Aw, thank you.

You can join Dennis right here.

- Adorable. - Thank you.

- He's so sweet!

(indistinct chatter)

(Rachel): Okay, let's go.

(soft music playing)

♪ Night came again

♪ We drew the curtain closed

♪ I guess we just supposed

♪ The rain would...

♪ Pass us by and then

♪ Seeds in the dust

♪ Made a silent wish

♪ Blessed by dew drops

♪ This we knew

♪ We could, we would, we must

♪ We are history

♪ Mystery

♪ A hundred folks

♪ A miracle

♪ No fear at all

♪ So the stories go

(laughing)

♪ We're community

♪ Unity

♪ We all know

♪ So, truth be told

♪ We are Emerald

♪ As the poet writes

♪ Hope is like a thing

♪ Feathers on the wing

♪ In boundless flight

♪ We are history

♪ Mystery

♪ A hundred folks

♪ A miracle

♪ No fear at all

♪ So the stories go

(indistinct chatter)

(Ruby): Friendship is like a band.

Everybody knows their parts.

It's all about support.

Lifting each other up, making each other better.

♪ We are Emerald

(laughing, cheering)

The yellow rose stands for friendship.

And friendship is so many things:

in jokes, shared shoulder tears,

in years that melt away,

where you pick up right where you left off.

And when it comes to Sam, Mina and me?

Well, we're way beyond being a band.

We are a supergroup.

(soft music)

(intruiging music)

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