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- Previously on The Way Home.

- You are from another world,
here to bring Jacob home.

- I found Jacob, he's in 1814!

- That's amazing!

- And to all the lengths
you went to to save me.

- Will you still allow me
to carry that part

of your heart in mine
as I asked before?

(gunshot)
(gasps)

- I time travelled.
- I'm Colton.

- I had my "five more minutes."

- Jacob's story deserves
more than one line.

And I've written it here.
- Is your grandma around?

This is for you,
from the family lawyer.

He asked to tear up
that whole bill of sales thing.

(grunting)
- Let there be light.

- If I had lived,
what would you have done?

- It's just too late.
(gasping)

Jacob!
- I've come home.

Thomas is alive.

- I wish Dad was here
to see this.

- It will always take you
where you need to go.

You just have to be patient.

(echoing): Colton.

(lady humming)

(soft music)

(baby cooing)
(shushing)

- He'll be okay.

(mysterious music)

(splashing)

- Are you absolutely sure

that you want to go through
with this?

Because the second
we set foot through that door--

- I'm sure.

(soft music)

(sighs)

(indistinct chatter)

- Where's the snooze button?
Is it there?

Is the snooze button there?
(laughing)

- Mom?

- Jacob?

- Mom...

- Jacob?

Is that you?

How is it possible?

Jacob!

(gasping)

Oh, Jacob!

(gasping)

(crying)

(dramatic music)

Oh, look at you!

(crying)

Oh, Jacob.

Oh, God.

You remembered your chair.

- You're here.

But how?

- Jacob. This is my daughter.

Alice.

- It's really good
to see you again!

- How do you know Alice?

How did all this happen?

Where have you been, Jacob?

- Mom?

The pond isn't just a pond.

This is Jacob's story.

(gasps)

- Katherine.

(grunting)

(clattering)

(soft music)

- The house with a clock
in its walls.

(door opening)
- Elliot?

He's home!

Jacob, he's come home.

- What? Are you...

Oh my God, Kat!

- What are you...
What is this?

- Uh, changes. Big ones.

But wait, stop, tell me. How?

- The pond.
It just led him.

And then Elijah and Susanna,

they encouraged him,
and Thomas too.

- Thomas?
But I thought Thomas was--

- He's alive, faked his death.

It's a long story,
but just forget it,

okay, because I choose you.

And I choose here and now.

And right now, Jacob is home.

(laughing)

(dramatic music)

(sighs)

- I'm sorry that we unloaded
everything on you all at once.

It's... a lot to accept.

To even believe.

- But it must be true, right?

Because my son is home.

How did I not know?

All that time, you, Jacob
and Alice were in danger.

A mother should have known.

- How could you possibly
have imagined?

- I still can't.

Why didn't you tell me,
Katherine?

Why didn't you let me in?

- Because I didn't want
to hurt you even more

if I couldn't bring him home.

Where's Jacob now?

- He's upstairs,
getting cleaned up.

He fits Colton's clothes,
Katherine.

(clattering)

- This'll be you someday,
buddy, believe it or not.

- You should sleep
in here tonight.

- No, I don't wanna put you out.

It's your room now.
- It's fine.

I'll sleep with Alice.

How are you doing?

- I don't know.
(sighs)

(laughing)

- Hey.

It might be silly but...

He's been waiting for you.

- I remember.

Thank you.

- Thank you.

For bringing him home.

- Yeah.

Good morning.

What're you looking at?
- Nothing.

How was Jacob last night?

- Exhausted.

I can't imagine
what he's going through.

So what were you looking at?

- That's your
engagement ring, Mom.

The one you and Dad gave me.

The only way that Casey
would be wearing that ring,

if it is the same ring--
- Wait, wait, wait.

Are you implying that Casey
is from the future?

Like, time travelling?
- Well, it's a real possibility.

- Alice, no.
- Why?

- Because Casey interned
for me all last summer.

They showed up to work on time,

they had a cellphone,
and were not even remotely damp.

- You think I'm reaching.

- Maybe your imagination

is running a little wild
on this one.

- Dad.

How did he pass, what happened?

- Oh, it was shortly
after you went missing.

A terrible accident,
and not a lot of answers.

(door knocking)

Who could that be
this time of day?

- Good morning, neighbour.

- Oh. Sam.

Thank you.

Um...

Now's not a great time.

- Morning. I hope
it's okay that I join you.

Kat called, she said
she needed me to--

- Yeah, yeah,
Elliot, of course.

Just go on in.

- Del, did something happen?
Are you okay?

- Everything's fine.

Uh, it's...

It's just family time.

- Elliot?

- Jacob.

Look at you.

- All grown up.

And you.

- I have so many questions.

- Which we will save
for later. Yes?

- Oh, I see.

Took you long enough.

- Okay, kids, we need to talk.

Everyone, sit down.

Just so I'm clear,

everyone at this table
knows about the pond.

And now I do.

But it is our secret,
and our secret alone.

So, we need to come up
with a story.

A story that
we can tell the world

that explains where Jacob
has been for the last 24 years.

Something that doesn't
raise more questions.

We know the truth about
the pond, but no one else can.

Are we agreed?

- A couple from out of town
found Jacob on the shore,
south of Port Haven.

And they said he had no memory
of who he was,

or what happened to him.

So they took him home with them

Gladly.

They lived off the grid,
in a world

with no televisions or radios,

and they raised him
as their own.

Jacob didn't know
who he really was

until the last parent
told him on their deathbed.

And then he found his way home.

(hubbub)

(soft music)

- Hi!

- Oh my God,
I'm so late for work.

- Since you're the boss
and the only employee,

I don't think it's a problem.
- Very funny.

- I swear you're forgetting
something.

- Mm-hmm.

- Can't wait till we have
breakfast at my house.

Renos are almost done.

- Yes. Well, I'll believe it
when I see it.

- It is gonna be hard
not having you

at our kitchen table
morning, noon and night.

Hard, but not impossible.

- Nice.

I love you.
- Love you too.

(door opening)

- Your name in print.

Finally.

- Morning, Del!
How are you doing?

- Fine. Thanks, hun.

- Alice is coming
home soon, right?

- Tomorrow, actually. We are
really looking forward to it.

Though, spending
the summer with her father

has been better
for many reasons.

- Yeah. Keeping her away
from that media frenzy,

I mean, what a circus, huh?

- So glad it's died down.

- It'll be nice
to get back to normal.

- As normal as it can be.

- Hey, Sam.
- Hey.

- Coffee?
- Yes please.

- Hi, Sam.
- Hey.

- Your usual, sir.
- Thank you, Monica.

- So how is Jacob?

Do you think
that maybe he'll be coming
to Kat's book launch?

- Oh no, no, he's busy
with the farm.

Really threw himself into it,

he has doubled our crop yield
in the process.

- Well, I hope he gets
some time off,

because it would be nice
to see him in town.

- Okay. Take care.
- Bye, Del.

(soft music)

- Your lie is known.

- You gotta tell someone, Delly.

The police.

- But what would I say?

Because whoever
is sending these is right.

We are lying.

- You had no choice.

And you kept this as close
to the truth as you could.

- There are holes.

And someone's poking at them.

- So, the kitchen's done.

And I want to throw a big
welcome home party for Alice.

Perfect way to christen
the new renos.

- Oh that sounds lovely.
Speaking of Alice,

we need to talk about
sleeping arrangements.

- Sleeping arrangements, why?

- Well, you and your sister
have regressed this summer

to sleeping
in your childhood beds,

which is sweet and all,

but Alice is going to want
to reclaim her space.

- Well, I'm happy
to take the basement.

- No, you can't do that again.

I think it's your turn,
don't you agree?

- You want me, in the basement?

- You know, Kat could always--
- You know what?

I think we should just
put a pin in it.

Circle back around,
because I have an idea.

Jake, this fall, come work
at the Herald with me.

As a photographer, it'd be like
everything that we dreamed of.

- I think I need Jacob
on the farm.

- I think I need some air.

- I'll say goodnight as well.
Thank you for dinner, Del.

(door opening)
Thank you for all the dinners.

- My pleasure.
- See you tomorrow?

(door closing)

Love you.
- Love you too.

Jacob can make his own bed, Mom.
Don't coddle him.

- I'm not coddling him.
- Look, I get it.

Okay? It's hard to let go.
He needs to get out.

The more he does,
the easier it's going to get
for the both of you.

- He's just a boy.
- No.

He isn't, Mom.

(soft music)

(gasps)
God, no, no.

(mysterious music)

No curse is on the water.

Believe in magic.

Come to the pond.

That was my dad's book
before he gave it to me.

The pond. Could he have
known about it, El?

I told you the last thing that
he said to me before he died.

He called me "My Katherine".

And I tried to write it off
that maybe in his final moments,

he just was hoping
to see his daughter.

But what if he actually
recognized me, El?

- If Colton had known
about the pond,

all that time,
he would've said something.

And just because
it's Colton's book

doesn't mean that he wrote this.

It could be
a message to him. Right?

From some other kid
goofing around.

Finally arrived, huh?

Susanna's name
in print, at last.

With her infamous lost chapter.

Due to the chapter
being intentionally removed

from the initial publication,

the editor acknowledges
that the words therein

cannot be wholly verified.

- I hate that disclaimer.

- It's a good way to keep you
from getting sued, Kat.

- But everything that Susanna
wrote in that chapter,

exposing Cyrus for what he was.

A thief, a smuggler, a murderer.

I mean, those are
cold hard facts.

- And someone originally left
that chapter out on purpose.

So you have no believable way
to prove any of it.

I'm sorry.

- I miss her.

I wish that she could see
her name in print.

- I know.

- I miss Elijah, too.

I mean, he doesn't even know
if Jacob arrived safely,

he's just back there, wondering.

- Come here.

You know, you could
try to go back.

- What?

Really?

- If that's what you wanna do,
you should do it.

I wouldn't hold you back.

- Which is why all I want
is to stay right here.

With you.

Mm-hmm.

(soft music)

- Remember, our future
is stronger than our past.

It's our legacy.

(brakes screeching)

- I'm here, Daddy.
I love you.

- I love you, too.

My Katherine.

(gasping)

- Oh God!

Mom, how could you
let me sleep in?

- I didn't want to coddle you.

And if you check your phone,

you'll see that Alice
took an earlier flight.

- Oh great.
She's gonna be waiting,

I was supposed to pick her up.
- No, Katherine.

(honking)

She took a cab.

In fact, she insisted.

(soft music)

- Oh my God, where's my baby?

- It's not so easy watching
them grow up, is it?

- I don't know
why I even packed it.

Didn't take it out of
the case once in Minneapolis.

I was busy with other things.

Important things.
- Like boys?

- I said, important things, Mom.

- Okay.

Coyle's.
- Yeah, it's been there forever.

Since Grandpa played it.

- I know, I just...

I never really
connected the two.

I mean, that's Thomas'
last name.

- You mean the guy
that shot you?

- Yeah. That guy.

- It is so nice
to have you back again.

Ahh, I love having
my family together.

- Hey, Mom, this sticker
on Dad's guitar...

Any idea what it means?

- That is what the Point
was called in the '70s.

It was a real dive,
but a very popular place.

I spent a lot of time there
my first summer in Port Haven.

Parties at the cove, burgers
and shakes at Coyle's.

- Right, but the name.

What's the story behind it?

- I don't know, why do you ask?

- I just met somebody
with that name,

a long time ago. That's all.

- Did you know Colton
used to sing there?

Just like you do at the Point.
(chuckling)

Well, I gotta get going.

Gotta take Jacob his lunch.

- Yeah, she makes him his lunch.

Still.

- I hope you're hungry.

You're doing a great job
on the farm.

Fulfilling your father's dream.

- It was my dream, too.

Land as far as the eye can see.

- Listen, I know Kat wants you
to join her at the paper.

But I need you to know
that I am content with you

right here on the farm.

You don't need
to move forward fast.

Listen to me.

Take your time.

(soft music)

- I miss the pond.

- Yeah, I've been
missing it, too.

- You're going to laugh,

but whenever I would miss 1999,

I would come down here
and talk to the pond.

(chuckling)

It felt like my friends
back then could hear me.

You should try it.

- No! I would feel silly.

- So? It helped me.
Just try it.

(sighs)
- Okay.

I did it, Susanna.

Well, you did it, you wrote it.

But you're being published.

Just like Jane Austen.

Just like you deserve to be.

And I...

I gotta tell you, I...

I miss you.

I miss everyone.

Sometimes so much that it...

it actually hurts.

- Mom?

You should go back.

- I can't.
- Yes, you can.

- It's fine, Allie.
I will get over it.

- Just jump.

You know you want to.

(dramatic music)

(splashing)

- Welcome home.

I like the whole new look
you got going on.

- I got your text.
Are the renos not done?

Is my welcome home
dinner cancelled?

- Wrong and wrong.

I have an idea.

And I want to run it by you,

but I will only go through
with said idea

if you are 100% on board.

- Okay, spill.

- I would like to ask Kat to...
to move in with me.

The space is tight
at your place,

and I know Kat doesn't relish
basement living.

But mostly I just think, I feel
like it's the right time.

- You want my mom
to move in with you.

- Only if you're okay--
- I'm more than okay with it!

Yeah, she's going
to be right next door,

and I'm going to be
busy studying

if I want to keep my grades up
for university, so.

- Wow, you really are
Alice 2.0, aren't you?

- Who called me that?
- Word gets around.

(knocking on door)

- Elijah!
- Katherine!

Ow, ow.
- Oh gosh, are you okay?

What happened?
- Goodwin's men.

On the beach,
when they took Jacob.

You might recall,
they cracked my ribs.

- But that was months ago.
- No, a mere five days.

But, if you're here,
where's Jacob?

He jumped in the pond yesterday.

- No, that was nine months ago
in my time.

- Nine months?

I don't understand.

- He's fine. Jacob is safe.

It's why I'm here.

I wanted to tell you that,

and to also thank you
for encouraging him to go.

- Well, we didn't have
much of a choice, did we?

Come, have a seat.
Let's get you warmed up.

- Thank you.
- There.

Now.

You see, he didn't want to go,
but he had to.

- What? Why?

I mean, Cyrus swore
that he wouldn't go after Jacob

as long as he had Thomas.

- Despite believing
he'd killed Thomas,

Cyrus still wanted Jacob
to suffer.

And since he'd sworn
not to do it himself,

he turned him over
to the British

for treason, smuggling.

Susanna and I told him
he had to go.

If he stayed,
he'd surely be hanged.

He had no choice.

So he jumped.

- I see.

- You do me a great service.

Coming back
to tell me he's safe.

In your world, where he belongs.

- Jacob belonged
here too, Elijah.

You need to know that.

- Thank you.

- Thomas... I know
that he survived

his so-called execution.

Is he still here?
- No.

He's gone, he couldn't remain.

And you too.

You're in great danger
as long as you stay here.

Cyrus still believes you to be
the White Witch, after all.

- And I'll go.
Just, there's one more person

that I need to see.

(door opening)

(sighing)

Do you have any idea
how many times

I've pictured you,
just like this?

- Katherine,
if Cyrus' men see you...

You can't be here.

- When has that ever
stopped us before?

I needed to come.

To tell you that Jacob
is safe, and to see you.

God, I've missed you so much.

- I am glad for Jacob.

Happy that someone
has been able to escape,

but please heed what I say.

You need to go. Now.

- I don't understand.

Is that what you really want?

- It is what is necessary.

You coming back here,
it needs to end.

- Susanna.
- Please, Katherine.

- Okay.

I'll go.

If only to keep you safe.

But please promise me something.

Remember the night
that you told me

that you wanted to write.

Just like the lady who wrote
"Sense and Sensibility".

Please promise me
that you will do that.

Write, Susanna.

I know you can.

You can do anything.

Susanna, um, I just--
- Goodbye, Katherine.

(door closing)

(soft music)

- Katherine.
(gasps)

- Thomas.

What are you doing here?

Elijah said that you left.

- Well, I tried to,
but Cyrus' men were at the dock.

Jacob is--
- He's safe.

In my time.

But you,
you faked your own death!

Are you serious?

You made me feel things
for you that day,

like real things.

And then you were just
lying the entire time?

You knew that you weren't
going to die?

- Well, I very well
might have died

if Cyrus had aimed
for my head.

And I for one would
much rather be a liar and alive

than an honest dead man.

Kat, I assure you
that everything,

our goodbyes, they were
truthful and heartfelt.

I meant every word I said
and I would take nothing back.

Not even my last coins.

- No. No, no, no, no.

This is impossible.
You are impossible.

Whatever this is, it's over.

- You're right.

It is over.
It is impossible.

And I will be getting
on the next ship out of here.

But I have been keeping an eye
on this pond of yours.

And truth be told,
I never thought

that I would see you again.

And here you are.

- Here we are.

And that has to be enough,
for the both of us.

Because there is somebody else.

- I'm glad to hear it.

I really hope that
he's good to you.

Good enough for you.

Fare thee well, Katherine.

Be safe.

Be free of this.

(splashing)

- Jacob! Dinner.

- Coming, Dad.

- Jacob!

Jacob! Never come here!

Do you hear me?

- Jacob?
(gasps)

Jacob, where are you?

You lied to me.

You didn't choose
to come home, you had to.

To escape jail, or worse.
- I don't deny it.

Nonetheless, I am home.
And I'm grateful for it.

But Kat, if it was freedom
I was looking for,

it evades me here as well.

- Yeah, I mean no wonder.

You haven't even given
the present a chance,

you've barely left the farm.
- I'm a coward here.

I am.

And I was a man there.

I had duties,
and I had responsibilities.

God, this is so much different
than the life I lived.

An independent life.
- Not for long.

You were a wanted man
back there.

- I was worthless then.

And I'm worthless here.

Trapped in memories
I don't understand.

Living with a mother
who treats me

as though I'm a child.

Clinging on to the only thing
that I know,

this farm, this... land.

I don't want to hurt Mom,

she's been good to me
in ways that I don't deserve.

(crying)
I'm sorry.

I'm sorry I lied.
- Come here.

It's okay.

I'm just trying to understand
what you're going through.

- Have you just been
from the pond?

- Yeah.

I went back to 1814.

- How are they?

- Elijah knows that you're safe.
Susanna too.

So you can rest easy.

- Thank you, Kat.

- I love you.
- I love you, too.

- This is awesome, Elliot.

You did a great job.

So open.

- Yeah, it's not a cave anymore.

- It's very you, but way better.

I mean, better than before?

- Thanks everyone, I think.

Alice, tell me more
about your summer.

- Uh, it was interesting.

Inspiring, and plus,
now I have a five-year-plan.

- Oh, yes, I leave you
with Brady for one summer
and this happens.

I should have known.
- So what's the plan?

- Rachel got me an internship.

She works in PR,
and her biggest client

is this beauty brand that uses
only natural ingredients.

They're into organic
concoctions, tarot.

See? This is them.

The Queen of Cups is their logo.

Very cool.

- And she's wearing the merch.

- Yeah, and actually,

working with Rachel inspired me
to go down that path.

As a career. In PR.

- Hmm.

Wait a minute, what about
music and your singing?

I mean, you went
to a performing arts school

for a reason, Ali.
Music's your dream.

- Right.
But music as a career?

What does that even look like?
- Whatever you want it to!

Don't give up on it
before you even try it.

- Mom, music will
always be a hobby.

But, seriously,
this is the first time

I feel focused
since we moved here.

Focused on the future.
Not the past.

- Oh Alice, you're only 17.

You have plenty
of time to grow up.

- I don't think I do
have time to spare.

Dad and Rachel agree with me.
- Of course they do.

Remind me to call Brady.

- Okay, that's enough
about the future.

I have a little surprise
for you.

Something from when I was 17,

and fancy-free, I might add.

No five-year-plan in sight.

Honey, go put that on.

(soft music playing)

* I can't stop this feeling *

- Wait a minute, is that...
- Your dad.

From 1974. Ha!

* Girl you just don't realize
what you do to me *

- This is a really good demo.
Did he ever make a real record?

- No, he didn't.

It's a long story.

Alright, kids, let's help
our host clean up.

Come on.
- No, no, no.

This is all me. I promise.
- No, no. I insist.

- Uh... Hey, you guys?

I will be right back.

- Elliot, stop!

(mysterious music)

- Jacob, I'm sorry.
I know I've been overprotective.

- Mom, please, you don't
have to say--

- No, no, I need to face it.

You are a grown man,
and you need your freedom,

you need to find yourself
in this time

without me holding you back.

- You haven't done
anything wrong.

- That is kind of you to say.

But I'm going to push you
to get out more.

I will always be here, but
I'm not going to smother you.

And I'm not going to let you
use the farm as a refuge.

Agreed?

- Agreed.

(soft music)

Aren't you coming?

- No, I'm going
to give you space.

(door opening)

- You always like keeping me
waiting, don't you?

- I don't dislike it.

- Well, I got the wine.

And I got the music.

- And now you got me.

(jazz music playing)

- I do hope you're having
fun now, because I am.

- I went to 1814 today.

- What?

- It was good.

It helped me close
the door on it all.

You're not going
to ask me about it?

- No. I'm not.

* I know a path to the past *

* Is it a secret worth knowing *

- I don't know this one.

- Maybe it's a Colton original.

* It's a world where
I've made my mistakes *

* I was brought down below
sunken and cold *

- Listen to the lyrics.

Okay, alright.

Come on, you don't think
that he knew?

It's a stretch, you think?

- Maybe.

Kat, I wanted to ask you--
- Wait.

That's Alice.

I mean, that's Alice!

- Yes, that's Alice.

Singing with your dad on a song
he recorded in the 1970s.

- Okay. Uh, I've gotta go
find her.

* Back to you **

- Who's there? Hello?

(cellphone ringing)

- Jacob. I need to tell you
something, okay?

Please, whatever you do,

just...

...just know that I love you.

Okay, kiddo?

No matter what happens.

No matter what... will happen.

- What happened
will always happen.

- Alice?

Alice!

Hey, is she home?

- I think Dad knew something
about the pond.

- Mom, call me.

You have to come down
to the pond.

I found something.

There's someone other than us
who is using the pond.

Someone else
is time travelling,

and I saw them in the field.
(screams)

(dramatic music)

(theme music)

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