All language subtitles for Ruby.and.the.Well.S02E10.I.Wish.the.Well.Would.Let.Us.Be.1080p.AMZN.WEB-DL.DDP5.1.H.264-SiTUATIONSHIP_track4_[eng]

[twinkling
music]

[twinkling
music]

- Why are you so
all-fired stubborn?

- Not sure, but I hear
it might be genetic.

- It's about safety, Daniel.
Ruby's safety.

- Look, Dad. I have heard
your concerns repeatedly.

Please don't make me into
the kind of son who doesn't

answer his dad's calls.

Okay?

- Wouldn't think of it.

I'll be traveling
for the next bit, anyway.

Won't be reachable.

Bye, Daniel.
- Look, I-- Ugh...

Bye, Dad.

(both): Ugh!

- I think I did it this time.
Unreachable?

- That's adult for
la-la-la-la-la-la!

- On the one hand,
he won't be calling.

On the other...
He might be up to something.

- Unless he's not.

- Let's go with that.
- Yeah.

- Hot chocolate?
- Yes, please!

Watch this.

(both): Oh!

(light music)

(birds chirping)

(enchanting music)

(resonating)

- Five more minutes!

Yes, good morning, well!

You're up bright and early.

Okay, okay. I'm up! I'm up!

Man!

What has gotten into
you this morning?

(birds chirping)

This better be good. I mean,
it's always good. But still...

(whooshing)

(man): I wish the well
would let us be. Forever.

(resonating)

(whooshing)

(gasps)

(panting)

(mysterious music)

- Okay, but how did she show you
the dirt on her hands?

- Yeah, was it, like,
the non-creepy way,

or the creepy way?
- Non-creepy.

- Good.
- Phew.

- Guys, this is big. I feel like
it's some kind of message.

- And the wish: "I wish the well
would let us be, forever."

Must be someone who knows
what the well can do.

- Yeah and they're not a fan.
It was a guy's voice?

- Yeah.

- Guys who know about the well,

not exactly a long list. Sam?

- It's not me. Your dad?

- No. I would have
recognized his voice.

- Maybe your granddad?
- Ruby would have recognized

his voice, too.

- Yeah.
- So, then, it must be someone

who knows about the well...
- Who we don't know about.

- Why don't we just start
running through the clues?

Like, we could start
with the toy car.

- Junk shop!

- Good luck with that.

- Ah, a classic 164 scale
shaker-series street rod

with premium graphics.

Probably the early 90s, but like
I can tell with this drawing.

- So, where do we find
the street rod aisle?

- Secondhand toy cars?

Unless they're mint,
in unopened, sealed packaging,

not worth the shelf space.

- Okay. Thanks anyway.

- Uh, wait! Um, have you ever
seen something like this?

Some sort of prize, or award?

- Yeah. Military.

We don't deal
in military memorabilia.

- Uh, you just gave
us our first lead!

- Oh, good.

- So many medals.

- Hm. Who knew you could get
a headache from too much valour?

- Yeah. But you know,
let's keep it up.

I'm sure we'll find a match.

And, if we know when
and why the medal was given out,

then I'm sure
we can find a wisher!

Oh, look! Here's a Navy
medal that's close.

- And I found this
Air Force medal.

- That's really close, Sam!

Let's focus on the Air Force
medal.

- No, it was definitely
a Navy medal.

- Well, the one that I found
has a bar across the ribbon,

like in the drawing,
and that one doesn't, so--

- Well, it was my vision, okay?
I know what I saw

and it was a Navy medal.

- Okay. Then let's focus
on Navy medals.

(phone chimes)

(Sam sighs)

- I gotta go. I guess
this wish has got to wait.

- What? We're just
getting somewhere.

- I'll see you tomorrow!

- Is it just me, or is she...?
- Acting really weird?

Definitely.
- And she's just wrong.

I mean, the Navy medals
are gonna be a dead end, so...

- Something's bothering her.
It's something about this wish.

- This is it. Found it!

- Exact match! What's it for?

- Um...

"For acts of heroism
in an emergency outside

of the conflict with an opposing
armed force."

Gives me an idea!

- Wait up!

- Mr. Pritchard? No.
Sam doesn't need to talk to him.

- Well, he is. Mr. Pritchard
was in the military.

He knows his medals.
- Well, call him off.

Besides, I'd rather work
on the next clue.

- Okay, the next clue.
That would be the box.

- Ah, yes! That's exciting!

Uh, I think it was called
a banker's box,

so should we go talk
to a banker, like, at a bank?

- Well, don't forget
there's a silver clasp

on the front of it.
It's "prancical."

- Huh?
- It stores your bills

while looking nice
on your bookshelf.

Practical and fancy:
"prancical."

- Bookshelf. No. No, no, no.

- What's wrong?
What do you mean, "No, no?"

- I need to go check something.
I'll call you later. Bye.

- Right.

(thunder rumbling)

(rain pattering)

- Everything okay?

- Must be in another folder?

- Is there a problem
with the wish?

- There's a problem
with the wish.

- What is it this time?

- "I wish the well
would let us be.

Forever."

- That's the wish?
That doesn't make any sense.

- I know. I was hoping
it was just the well

being tricky again. Every time
I'm sure I'm right lately,

the well's been all, "Gotcha!"
Then I thought,

"Ah-ha! Maybe it's not
what I thought.

Maybe it's someone else
who knows about the well,

like a whole other family."
Then yeah, I could do this.

But really, I just didn't wanna
face it because I'm pretty sure

I recognize the wisher's voice
and I was just hoping

I was wrong.

- Ruby, I'm lost.

- Hey, Ruby. Just thinking
about you. Thought I'd say hi.

Saw someone today
reminded me of you.

- That's the banker's box.

And that medal
for saving Langston Pritchard.

Those were the clues.

And that's... our wisher.

(sighs)

- But if my dad...

if my dad made the wish...

- "I wish the well
would let us be. Forever."

- You can't grant that.

That would mean...

There must be a mistake.

- Yeah. A mistake, obviously.

Some sort of cosmic,
magical mix-up.

(banging)

- Wind?

- Let's go with that.

(thunder booming)

(banging)

(screaming)

Grandpa O?
- Dad?

- Country folk never seem
to have the good sense

to lock their doors.

I expect you know by now.

- Know what?

- Why I'm here.

- Why are you here?

- My wish.

I meant every word.

And I've come all the way
from Ireland to collect.

- He just showed up
like that? So fast?

- All the way from Ireland,
just in time for a storm?

- That's so epic,
I can barely stand it!

- Can we get to work
on the wish

or do you two need
to yell some more?

- Uh--
- I think I'm okay.

- I think we're good.
- Great.

"I wish the well
would let us be forever."

Good one, Grandpa O.
We'll get right on it.

- So, what do you think
he knows about the well?

- He knows Tom had a thing
about it, but other than that?

No idea. Oh!
And there's the red car

and the freaky Viole
experiences.

Did I miss anything?
- Yeah.

Just that the wish
is still totally impossible.

- And no wonder you were acting
funny about the clues.

You must've been so worried.

- What?

- Well, it's just you don't

look worried anymore.
You seem kind of excited.

- Did you get your unsquashable
unsquashableness back?

- Okay, Grandpa O is the wisher.

There's nothing
we can do about that.

- This is not news.
- We know that.

- So, this wish is a hard one,
but it's also a good one

because it begs the question,
"How do you grant someone's wish

without actually granting it?"

- Isn't that cheating?

I thought the whole point
of the well

was to give people
their heart's desire.

- What if we help someone
change their heart's desire?

- That would change their wish.

- But how are you going
to get your grandpa

to not want the well
to let you be, forever?

- Leave that to me.

It's about time
someone showed Grandpa O

just how much the well
has done for this town.

(indistinct chatter)

Here we are, downtown.

Thanks for helping me run
these errands, Grandpa O.

- Well, it's been months
since I've seen you.

Gotta make up for lost time.

- Emerald's looking pretty good
since your last visit, huh?

- Hm, superficially.

But it's what's going on
underneath that really matters.

- I just remembered I wanted
to get some flowers

for the dinner table.
- Ah.

- Lucy!

Hi. Uh, meet my grandpa, Liam.

- Oh, what a nice surprise!
- Nice to meet you.

- I was just showing off
our town.

- Oh, well, that warms my heart

because a year ago,
this place was a dump.

Now, it's different, Liam.
Now people are so much happier.

So many people have had
problems in their lives solved,

thanks to Ruby.
- Is that so?

- She's really helped make
this town what it is today.

Things have turned around...

just like magic.

- Hm.
- Oh!

On the house.
And from the heart.

- Aw, thanks, Lucy.

Oh, lightbulbs! Ah, we totally
need lightbulbs. Come on.

- Of course.
(laughing)

- Hi, Ruby.
I got your lightbulb order.

And a hug.

You must be Grandpa O.

- Call me Liam.
- Ava.

Ruby here is the heart
and soul of this town.

She's wonderful, generous,
and always helping people

she barely knows.

Making this town a better place.

- Thanks, Ms. A.

- You wouldn't believe what
she did for my daughter and I.

You see, I have this heirloom
necklace that I treasure

more than anything,
and the last few weeks,

it's been hectic with a...

- Nice try, Ruby.

- Oh, what do you mean?

- Ah. The florist,
the hardware store woman,

the police officer,
the librarian, the mechanic.

You don't think it was all
a little much?

- Okay. M-maybe,
but they're all nice people

and they're our friends.
I don't see what the problem is.

- Well, I know when
I'm being manipulated.

- Okay. Guilty!

But still, we're making
a difference here.

Me, Dad and--
- The well,

you were going to say?

I see you've bought into
this well-keeping business.

The bad news is I've seen
other things, too.

- I don't like
where this is going.

- Indeed.

It's high time I told
you two the truth.

Look at this!

A progression of misery.

- Yes, Dad, we know.
Tom had problems.

- I'm not finished.

Look at this.

His writing.

He had such promise,
such talent and then...

- We get it.

But Emerald just wasn't equipped

to deal with conditions
like his.

- No, no. It has nothing
to do with "condition this"

or "standard of care" that.

Tom was driven to this
by a malevolent force.

A corrupt, destructive curse.

The well.

Now, I'm not making this up.

I spent the last half year
in Ireland,

learning about these things.

There's no shortage
of so-called magical wells

in the old country.

At first, I chalked it up
to folklore and superstition

until I realized how many towns
with magical wells

simply don't exist anymore.

Ghost towns.

Consumed.

Just like Tom.

- Okay, Dad?
You've made your point.

- Have I?
- Honestly, Grandpa O?

No, you haven't.

- Well, let me continue.

Druim Uaine.

The original home
of the O'Reillys.

We go back centuries.

Today? Ruins.

Destroyed in the middle
of the 19th century.

- But that's when half
of Ireland left.

There was a famine.

They didn't leave
because of magical wells,

they left because
they were starving.

- Oh, no, no.

Donnel O'Reilly brought a curse

from the old country
to this new one.

It has destroyed lives.

It destroyed my brother.

And it will destroy you.

- No, you listen!
That well helps people.

Mental illness
is what destroys families,

especially when someone
is left to deal with it alone!

- Well, it's high time--
- Look, let's cool down a bit.

Let's, um, put together
some lunch, okay?

- He was just about
to say something.

Do you know what it was?

- No idea.

But I've heard enough
for the moment.

(sighs)

Well, orchard's not gonna
tend itself, so...

- Just steer clear of that well.

- Yup.

(door opens and closes)

- Ah, Grandpa, look.

I feel like there was something
you were about to say earlier,

something maybe you didn't
want to say in front of Dad?

- Yeah.

You know I don't
like this, right?

Being the one to come in here
and upend your lives.

Again.

After your mom,
that's the last thing I want.

- There's a "but" coming.

- Yes.

But you do need to know
I'm protecting you.

If you'd seen what I saw.

Daniel doesn't remember,
but I...

- What doesn't Dad remember?

- Oh, trust your granddad, okay?
You're too young.

- I'm not too young.
I'm a well-keeper.

- Yeah, of an evil well.
Can't you just--

- Okay, you say the well is bad.
I don't believe you.

You want me to change my mind?
Want me to trust you?

Then convince me.
Tell me what you saw.

- My! You have grown up.

- Yeah. That's sorta my point.

- Okay. Here it is.

I know the well
is bad because I've seen

what it does to people.

What it did to Tom
that no one else knows.

(Liam): Your dad wasn't even
five at the time.

For Daniel, the orchard
was one big playground.

That day, Danny was playing
in the orchard,

I was working in the fields.

- Hey, Dad! A daisy-lion!

(Liam): We were already starting
to lose Tom then.

But I thought Daniel being...

so young, so full of life,

it would maybe pull him up
out of the darkness.

Ah, I couldn't have been
more wrong.

(young Daniel): Vroom, vroom!

- Then suddenly,
it was too quiet.

No Daniel,just the sound of the birds.

(birds chirping)

- Daniel!

Daniel!

(Liam): He was nowhere.

My heart was in my throat.

I-I wasn't sure why.

- Daniel!

- What I saw next
made my blood run cold.

(screaming)

My brother, my own brother...

holding Daniel over
the mouth of that well.

A 150-foot drop.

I knew I'd lost my brother then.

(young Daniel crying)

- You've lost your mind!

(panting)

- We hardly spoke after that.

What was the point?
He tried to kill my son.

Tom was the most loving,
kindest, gentle person

I've ever known.

But the well took him anyway.

Just like it'll take you,
if you don't get away.

- Yeah. My thoughts exactly.

- So, you're telling me
my whole life,

a near killer was lurking
in the woods,

like a doughnut's throw
away from my house?

- A doughnut's throw?

Why would you be
throwing doughnuts?

- I wouldn't. I'm just hungry.
The point is,

I had one of those neighbours,
like, on the news.

- He was quiet. Kept to himself.

No one knew he was such
a dangerous

child-thrower-down-a-weller.

- Okay, but, seriously,
this is crazy.

At the same time--
- Maybe he's right?

Should we be worried about you?
- Also us?

- Look, I've had more time
to think about this

and I guess I want proof.

- You don't believe
your grandfather?

- It's not that I don't
believe him, it's just...

I guess I don't want to.

Plus, he really wants
us to leave Emerald.

- Right, so he could
just be amping up

his story to scare you.
- Or maybe he's blinded by all

the emotions like that time
I beat Sam at Skee-Ball.

- Did not.
- Yeah, I did.

- I guess the main thing
is I just don't see how Tom

could've done this.
He was a well-keeper, like me.

- One of the good people.
- Yeah.

- Still,

some bad guys
start out as good guys.

- But if Tom was actually
capable of doing

something like this,
then my grandpa wouldn't have

been the only person who saw it.

(keyboard clacking)

- Nothing creepy pops up online.

- Which is saying something
about the internet.

- Yeah.

So then let's go see what real,
actual people know.

- Yeah, that's funny
you should ask.

I did notice something odd

when I was going through
Tom's records.

- Nothing too strange, I hope.

- Oh, no, the opposite.

See, Tom always gave
some of his income to charity,

even when his health
and finances got worse.

- Wow, that's impressive.
- Well, you know, he's no angel,

but I can't imagine him
ever being violent.

There was still a certain
sweetness inside of him.

Right until the end.

- Nothing but problems
with that guy.

- Really? I don't really
remember him that much.

- 'Cause I always sent you
to the back when he came.

- Wow. So, you were actually
worried about my safety?

- Ish. He was confused a lot,
you know?

He'd forget to pay
and I'd remind him,

and then he'd fly off the handle

about how I'd accused him
of shoplifting.

- But he was never
actually violent, right?

- He grabbed Langston Pritchard
by the collar once

and shook him. I had to ban
him from the store.

- You actually banned someone?

- Mm-hmm.

- Hard time picturing that.

- Well, it's hard not
to be worried

when someone loses their temper
in a room

full of hammers and saws, right?

- Right. Good point.

- Yeah, but if you had
to rank him,

zero's Mina, ten's a criminal.

- Five out of ten?

Tom was somewhere between
a nuisance and a problem,

depending on the day.

- But you'd get calls sometimes?

- Yeah. "Tom's in my backyard."

"Tom just trampled
my vegetable garden."

"Tom's on top of my garage
again," like...

- What would you do?
- Drive by,

offer him a ride home.

Sometimes he'd take it,
sometimes he'd get angry.

- But you never arrested him?

- Nah. Came close.

I always managed
to talk him down.

Just wasn't always easy.

- Five out of ten.

- Five out of ten.

- Was Tom Dangerous?
I got a no. Mina got a...?

- Yes.
- Yeah...

And Sam got a...?
- Meh.

- This is what my mom
used to call "jambalaya."

Little bit of everything.

- Thing is, we can't
actually solve this wish

until we know what really
happened that day.

- The only person there besides
your grandpa is dead.

- Not the only person.

- Yeah, but your dad
was a preschooler.

- Yeah. I mean, who remembers
things from that age?

- And even if he did remember,
he would have told me.

(sighs)

- But there's still that
last clue, the toy car.

- Could be your dad's.
And if it is...

- Then the well wants me
to find it.

And I know just where to look.

- Okay!

- Yeah...

Reports of your straight A's
may have been exaggerated.

Aw, cute!

Like puppy-dog cute.

(chuckles)

- What're you looking for?
- Uh...

little red car,
but it's not in here.

Looks like this.

- Oh, wow.

Wow, yes. I remember this one.

This was my favourite.

Where did you get this?

- The well.

- It's part of the wish? Why?

- I-I don't know.
Any idea where I could find it?

- No, I think I...

I lost it.

- You remember where?

- Um... I don't know.

I think it was here.

Was it here? Yeah.

I remember I was playing
with it in the orchard.

I was climbing with it.

Did I have it at the well?

- Vroom, vroom, vroom!

(mimics engine revving)

(Daneil): I think I was climbing
on it, walking around.

(mimics engine revving)

- My shoelaces
were always untied.

Dad thought Velcro was a crutch.

The car went over.

And I leaned after it.

And I saw the car going down

into the well, like... down.

Forever down.

And I started falling

and it felt like I was falling
forever, but...

it was just a split second

until hands grabbed me.

Just in time.
(screaming)

Tom.

It was Tom.

Tom saved my life.

- But that's not
what Grandpa O saw.

He said Tom was holding you
over the well

like he was going to drop you,
like a murderer.

- No. He was wrong.

- He thought Tom was evil,
but he wasn't.

This changes everything!
This gives us a chance

to change Grandpa O's mind,
change the wish.

(door opens)

(Liam): Ah-ha! There you are!

Paul? Still there?

Yeah, Liam. Yeah, I found it.

A copy of the last
will and testament

Same as the copy we found
at the courthouse.

Nah, I think we're all good.

Okay, yeah. I'll scan it
and send a copy on over.

Okay, thanks. Talk soon.
- Ciao.

- What was that?
- A lawyer friend of mine.

- Why were you talking
about Tom's will?

- Just that it's not worth
the paper it's written on.

The evidence is all there.
He was not of sound mind.

I think we all know that.

- What are you saying, Dad?

(clears throat)

- The will is garbage, son.

This property, all of it,
doesn't belong to you.

Belongs to Tom's
next of kin, me.

(gasps)

- He can't.

- He can't.

- He can. And he is!

He's even staying
overnight in the city

so he can expedite it all.

- No! Tom was a good guy.

We can tell him that
and talk him out of this.

- Sam, be real. He's not gonna
take our word for it.

Or even Ruby's dad's.

- Yeah. He's way too stubborn
and always sure he's right.

Kind of reminds me of me.

- I guess we put the wish
on hold until we figure out

your immediate future?
- I guess so.

So, what do we do?
I don't want to move.

I like it here!
- You could stay at our house.

- Yeah?
- Sure.

And you can go get new wishes

when your granddad
isn't looking.

- See, that's the other thing.

This wish isn't just going
to go away.

It's not like I can
just skip it. Can I?

- Can she?

- Okay, listen to me.

I have complete faith
that in a little while,

you'll make your puzzle face
and figure this thing out.

- But where to start?

- Isn't there something in that
giant logbook about this?

Something that didn't
make sense before,

but might help us now?

- Is there?

- Is there?

Nope.

- So, what did you find out?

- Nothing good.

You can't just pick and choose
what wishes to do.

It's all or nothing.

- What if you pick nothing?

- That's what Tom did.You saw how that worked out.

Ruined lives, dead town.

(sighs)
- Is there a way to grant

this wish without making
the well mad and destroying

a quaint historic town
on the rebound?

- Yeah. Sort of.

Um, the well-keeper chips
their name off of the stones

and the well simply
chooses a new well-keeper.

- So, why is that bad?

Oh, wait.

I get it.

- Exactly.

I was sort of hoping
it wouldn't be so easy

because that means I actually
can grant this wish.

But that would mean that
I'd have to give it all up,

you know? And never grant
any more. Just...

Argh! Now what am I
supposed to do?

This is all way too much.

- There should be some kind
of advice hotline you could call

and talk to former well-keepers.

- "Dear Ex-Well-Keepers:

I know you're dead
and everything,

but I could really
use some advice, and--"

(whooshing)

Wait a second.

Viole!
- Creepy girl!

- Four visions in a row.

She's been trying
to reach out to me.

It has to mean something!

- But what?

- Not sure.

But I do have one new clue
that I had never seen before.

Viole had dirt on her hands.

See ya, Mina. Looks like
I have some digging to do.

- Bye.

- I have to say,
I was worried about this,

but I never thought
anyone'd contest the will.

- You don't know my dad.

- And yet, all of a sudden,
I feel like I do.

(sighs)

Looks like he's been
on this for a while

and it also looks like he won.

(sighs)

- I-I can contest
the decision, right?

- Of course. But...

it's not going to be instant
and you don't really

have a great case.

- Can we at least keep
living in the house?

- Not without your dad's
permission.

Any chance of that?

- Doubt it.

- Okay.

It also sounds like
he wanted to sell.

In which case,
you wouldn't be fighting

for the property anymore,

but for the proceeds
of the sale.

- Meaning, the O'Reilly farm,

in the family for 170 years,

stops being the O'Reilly farm.

- Yeah.

(birds chirping)

(mysterious music)

- Okay, V.

Time to get my hands dirty.

(grunting)

Whoa.

(breathing heavily)

(grunting)

What?

(panting)

What?

This way, that way.

That way, this way.

- It's getting late, Ruby.

That mirror isn't getting
any less spooky.

(sighs)
- But it has to be some sort

of message from the past,
from the OG O'Reillys, but...

(yawning)
But what?

- Maybe the message
is to get some sleep

and start fresh in the morning.

Actually look in that mirror.
You're exhausted.

You want me to do the thing?

- Yes, please.

(laughs)

(laughing)

- Better?

- In a relative sort of way.

- Lie here, relax,
sleep a little.

It'll come to you.

Love you.

- Love you, too.

(phone ringing)

(Mina groans)

- Hey.
(Ruby): You sleeping?

(Mina): It doesn't matter.
What's up?

- Just going over everything.

All the challenges
the well's thrown at us.

How it pushed us
harder and harder.

- It's like your own
personal sensei.

(chuckles)

- Double clues,
misdirecting clues,

symbolic clues.

- Those are its greatest
hits, all right.

- But no matter how hard
the well pushed us...

I just had to keep going.

You know, have faith,
think hard.

And now and then,

just get out of its way,
you know?

Mina?

Hello?

Oh.

You agree with me.

Good night.

(sighs)

What do you mean?

(birds chirping)

- Hm.

- You're back.
- Yeah.

Any of this you,
uh, want to keep?

I'd start over at Ikea,
but that's just me.

- We need to talk.
- No more talking, just doing.

You'll thank me
for this later, Daniel.

- Dad, I remembered something.

- Did ya?
- Tom. He was--

- Yeah. The last O'Reilly
to perish in this place.

Everyone else moved away
and lived happily ever after.

The end.

- Dad. This is important.

- Of course it is!
So, start packing.

- Why don't you ever listen,
Dad?

You have got Tom all wrong!
- No, Daniel.

You've got Tom all wrong,
you always have.

You live in this storybook
world where you're gonna grow

apples and your daughter
grants wishes from a magic well

and it's all so nice.
But it's a fantasy!

You understand?

No. But you will, someday.

- You know, you got
one thing right, Dad.

Wally Talbot. That guy is a pro.
He's the real deal.

- I always told you he was.

He knows more about this orchard
than the trees themselves.

- Yeah. He said I was ready.

He said that this was my orchard

and it's my blood
and it's my future!

- Well, you're just going
to have to go back to him

and tell him he's wrong
on that one.

- You're so sure about
everything, aren't you, Dad?

You know, I used to think
that was a strength.

But now, I know how much
I don't know.

And how huge and powerful
and humbling that is,

to be open to that.

That is real strength.

- Ah...

Look, I've got
an appointment with a realtor

in town later.
I'm just gonna freshen up, or--

Daniel?

(door closes)

- Made it.
- We're here.

- Okay, this is bad.
It's been bad before,

but just look at this
and help me.

Viole wanted me to find this.

When I look in it,
I see myself one way

and I see her the other.
What does it mean? Go.

- Oh, okay. Um... what do we
know about Viole?

- Uh... she was keeper
of the well her whole life.

- And as far as
the logbook goes,

she granted every wish,
even the impossible ones.

- She was the real deal.
She proved it.

Granting wishes is what she did.

- Just like you.

(sighs)

- There it is.
- Puzzle face.

- Is Viole trying to tell me
that I'm the same as she was?

She granted every wish,
even the impossible ones. Why?

- I don't think
she questioned why.

- She just figured it
would work out.

- It's a leap of faith.

- Uh...
- Sure?

- Which makes sense,
because when you're a part

of something that you really,
truly believe in--

- You go for it.
- Well, you follow it.

- And it doesn't matter
what might happen

because you have faith
in what you're about to do.

- Ruby?

- What are you about to do?

- I'm going to grant this wish
and cut myself free of the well.

It's a leap of faith.

- Aren't you scared?

- Yeah. Terrified.

But it's what I do.

- Daniel, meet Brian.

He's from REMAX over
in Ashton Hills.

Top seller two years running.
- Hi, Dan. Pleasure.

- Ah, come on, let's check out
the property first,

then circle back to the house.

- Okay.

(Ruby): Here we are.

Back where we started.

I just have to do it.

Remove my name.

Okay, well. Officially,

from me to you,

let my family be.

And the wish will be granted.

(enchanting music)

(breathing heavily)

Oh, my gosh. What am I doing?

(panting)

Now what?

Nothing.

Really?

Is that it?

Is that what's supposed
to happen?

(resonating)

What...?

What is happening?

(chisel chipping)

(Ruby): I can't believe this!

- Hang on.

- I guess I'll just
wait here, then.

(breathing heavily)

- Ruby!

(screaming)

(Donnel): This well will touch
thousands of lives

here in this new world.

It will make people hope,

right wrongs, ease regrets.

And with each soul it touches,

the water will flow
and the land will thrive.

And with this work...

...we are all truly blessed.

(young Daniel mimics
engine revving)

(gasps)

(screaming)

(crying)

- Daniel!

Have you lost your mind?

(screaming)

(grunting)

(Ruby): Two seconds.
That's all it took.

But what we saw crossed months.
Years!

And then a wave of insight.

Calm.

(panting)

- Oh!

- Here.

- What happened?
- We saw it.

- I don't understand.
- I don't know.

The well vision--
- No! How I could've

got it so wrong.

How I got Tom all wrong.

I-I couldn't see past it. I...

I didn't want anything
to hurt you.

I just loved you.

I loved you so much.

I'm sorry, Daniel.

(soft music)

(Ruby): And so, this wish,

this crazy, upside-down wish

somehow, incredibly, granted.

Then, my name back
where it belongs

in stone along
with so many others.

Now we know, really know,
what we are.

A family who believes
in the unbelievable.

Fixes the unfixable

and the well will let us be.

Let us be well-keepers.

Let us be wish-granters.

Let us be family.

Forever.

Ready for anything.

Forever.

(mysterious music)

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