All language subtitles for Good Witch.S05E00 - Tale of Two Hearts..W4F

It was October 31, 1818.

In those days, Middleton and
Blairsville lived in harmony.

That was all about to change.

Patience Merriwick's hand was promised

to Roderick Davenport.
Upon their exchanging of vows,

the most prominent family in each town

would be forever joined.
But Patience's heart

belonged to someone else. William Spry.

William worked in the mines.
It was there he unearthed

a ruby like no other.
Some say it held a magic inside.

They would need every ounce
of that magic after their secret

was discovered by Roderick's family...

That night at Grey House,

William was conscripted into the war,

his hasty departure cleverly
orchestrated by the Davenports.

William vowed to return
before Patience's wedding day.

He promised, no matter
where he was in the world,

the ruby would lead his heart
back to hers.

Patience's father was worried
she would sneak out

to try and find William,
so he confined her

to Grey House... or so he thought.

One year later, on All Hallows' Eve,

the night before her wedding to Roderick,

Patience was waiting for William
to come back for her...

and then she vanished.

Neither Patience or William
were ever seen again.

Roderick and his family
never got over the slight,

causing a rift between
Blairsville and Middleton

that exists to this day.

No one knows for sure
how Patience made her way out

of Grey House. Some say
it was the power of the ruby,

some say it was the power of true love.

William wrote these letters to Patience,

but they stopped when she vanished.

Some say he never made his way to her

- and others say...
- That they were reunited.

And she left the ruby behind
to allow true love

to blossom in Middleton
every Halloween since.

And you've finished that story
for me ever since you were 8.

I can't help it. I just love it so much.

Wow...

That really is the Heart of Middleton.

I saw a picture once,
but it didn't do it justice.

Some say a picture
is worth a thousand words,

but sometimes the real thing
can leave you speechless.

I'm Cassie Nightingale.
Welcome to Grey House.

- You must be Karen Alexander.
- The one and only.

I was on the museum curator
hiring committee

and your resume was very impressive.

Especially your internship at the Louvre.

Paris changed my life.

- May I?
- Oh, sure.

This ruby's been in my family
for 200 years.

And I've been in her family
for 18 of those.

- I'm Grace.
- Grace is my daughter.

- Spectacular.
- I've been called worse.

What? Sorry, I'm always doing that.

Sometimes I'm better with objects

- than I am with people.
- You clearly love your work.

I hope I find something
that I love that much.

I know what I'd love. A cup of coffee

and a piece of Martha's pumpkin pie.

Halloween can't come soon enough.

I wish she'd bake that pie
more than once a year.

Well, there are pumpkin scones

in the dining room if that helps.

I think I could
force myself to eat a couple.

After I answer the door.

Uh, shall we?

You're gonna love it in Middleton.

You picked the best time of year
to be here.

I kind of feel like
Middleton picked me...

or at least, the museum committee did.

You're welcome to stay at Grey House

until you find a place to call home.

Great, because I'm gonna be
putting all my energy

into the history of Halloween
exhibit at the museum...

the Cotton Perriwood prophecy,
the gargoyles,

the infinity brick, not to mention

the most important thing,
how to properly display

- this glorious ruby.
- You really did your homework.

Middleton is a fascinating place.

And I love that you're having
a black tie gala

- on Halloween Eve.
- Oh, yes! Well,

it's a masquerade black tie gala

celebrating the 200th anniversary

of the rivalry between
Middleton and Blairsville.

Abigail just texted
pictures of the flowers.

Are those for the gala?

For my mom's wedding. She's
getting married the next day.

How exciting!

It is exciting,
though true love is tested

when you're trying to find
a cake that you both like.

I know the cake I'd pick.
I saw it at a cafe in Paris.

I adore Paris. And I adore this place!

I'm Addison Brubaker.

Cassie Nightingale.
Welcome to Grey House.

I'm so glad to be staying here
while I visit my Edward.

I hope my room is ready because
I have to make myself amazing.

Sam?

What's wrong?

So, I just got off the phone with Barry.

There's a problem at Cypress Villa.

The chairs didn't arrive?

Oh no, the chairs got there.
Just in time for the flood.

- Sam! No!
- The whole place is under

- three feet of water.
- No wedding?

No, not unless we use snorkels.

This is my favorite time of year.

I don't want it to feel this way.

I don't either.

Let's not give up.

We'll find the perfect place.

I would never give up

- and I love how you do that.
- Do what?

Find the best in everything.

It's easy to do

when you're marrying
the man of your dreams.

Let's just go to city hall.

It's not fair to our guests... or us.

Stressing out trying to find
a place last minute

is not how I want
to remember our wedding.

I can't believe
we're gonna have to wait...

- Again.
- At least we have

the black tie gala
this weekend at the museum.

- You still wanna go?
- I do. You?

I do.

I now pronounce us man and date.

You may now kiss your plus one.

Let's take the pedestal up
about six inches.

Oh! I don't know how it's possible,

but that ruby gets more stunning
every year.

They do say things get better with age.

Well, you and I are living proof of that.

Oh, dear! I can see

you're not quite our Cassie today.

- I'll be fine.
- Fine? Oh no, no, no, no.

That will not do. You live in Middleton

and Middleton lives for Halloween.

So, wedding or not, you will be
transported, transfixed,

dare I say, transformed
from the beautiful bride

you would've been into the belle
of the Halloween ball...

or gala in this case.

- Thanks, Martha.
- Believe me, you'll be

thoroughly distracted
once you're deep in the trenches

helping us to defeat Blairsville

in our Halloween harvest
festival brouhaha.

I thought the Heart
of Middleton was supposed

to inspire romance, not competition.

And it most certainly does.
Oodles and oodles of couples

- are married because of the ruby.
- It works on couples,

not necessarily rival towns.

Well... Our Halloween feud
has reached legendary status.

It's gone viral, as kids say,
which is why, this year,

a victory is crucial.
Of course, we haven't lost

- in the last 20 years.
- Thank you.

I appreciate your calling. See you soon.

Ronnie Sue Campbell will be judging

the best pumpkin pie contest
at the black tie gala.

The chef from Baking with Ronnie?

- I love that show.
- Everybody loves that show

and everybody's gonna love me

- for bringing her to Middleton.
- Oh! How quickly they forget!

I was the one who put in
countless calls and emails

to Ronnie Sue about coming
to Middleton while you were off

- "galavanting" about town.
- If you're talking about Phil,

that's over and I'm fully
committed to my duties as mayor.

Just so you know, I was the mayor

until a small snafu
with the town's boundary lines

made me a citizen of Blairsville

and I was rudely removed from office.

You were asked nicely
to hand over your gavel.

Even so, no one bangs
a gavel quite like you.

Thank you, Cassie! You always know

exactly the right thing to say.

Oh! No, no, no! You cannot
put a doom and gloom prophecy

next to the source
of true love in Middleton.

I need you to trust me, Mrs. Tinsdale.

I care about the Heart as much as you do.

How about we all give Karen
some space and give her

- some time to work her magic?
- Absolutely.

It's nice to see someone
working as hard as I do.

Martha worked pretty hard

getting the Halloween
festivities up and running.

I'm sure you can
appreciate that, Abigail.

I appreciate how easy
it's gonna be for me

to get re-elected after the gala
is a smashing success.

- So... Thank you, Martha.
- You've been mayor

for all of what, two minutes
and you're already talking

- about re-election?
- I like to plan ahead.

Uh... Well.

Have a great day!

- Oh, hey!
- Hey!

- How you holding up?
- I'm actually okay.

Maybe this happened

because Sam and I need
to be focused on the gala.

Well, here is some organic
iced strawberry green tea.

I'm guessing this is to soften the blow

that you couldn't stop
the wedding food delivery.

The truck literally arrived
as I hung up with you.

I tried, but they wouldn't take it back.

I'm gonna need a few more of these.
I'll write you a check.

I just... I feel horrible.

At least, let me make you and Sam dinner.

The leftovers would last a year.

- Looks good. I'll have one.
- Hello to you too.

I come with good news...
for the both of you.

Does your news involve taking
150 lobster tails off my hands?

As a matter of fact, the caterer

for the museum gala accidentally
double-booked the night.

The city will buy all your wedding food

and consider hiring your caterer.

- Do you have any references?
- Do you have any idea

how much I'm going to charge you
since it's so last minute?

I'm willing to pay a premium if
you can turn a fancy wedding feast

into a Halloween themed affair.

- You're kidding, right?
- I don't do that.

And I don't do themed food

- with two days' notice.
- You don't or you can't?

You want me to admit I can't, fine.

But good luck finding someone who can.

I think she already has.

I've seen you make
400 cupcakes in two hours

for the high school homecoming.
If anyone can do this,

you can.

Looks like I'm turning filet
mignon into ghoulish grill.

Thank you.

Okay...

What's wrong?

With wanting to get
some exercise? Nothing.

You haven't shot baskets,
in like, forever.

- I've been busy.
- Well...

- You can go back to work.
- Dr. Holland's covering for me.

Next couple days were supposed to be

the final push before the wedding.

- Kinda hard to adjust?
- I'm more worried about Cassie.

Well... Cassie's not

the one playing basketball
in the middle of the day.

You know, it's like
when you spend all your time

studying for a test... When it's over,

then you don't really know what to do.

Well, I wouldn't know,
I never study for tests, so...

I know, I've seen your grades.

But... Have you seen my...
double clutch reverse layup?

Hey...

Thanks.

Let's see if you're still thanking
me after I beat you one on one.

Oh, my gosh! This place is so adorable!

- And what's that smell?
- I'm diffusing wild orange

- and cinnamon essential oils.
- Absolutely love it.

- Eddie, we should get some.
- Yeah, I mean...

If... if you love it,
I can learn to love it too.

- You're the best.
- Looking for something special?

I've already found it.

She loves jewelry.

- Well... Is there an occasion?
- Maybe... There could be.

Wow! Edward, look at this.

This is beautiful!

- It just came from an estate sale.
- What's this say?

Uh... "Mon coeur est

pour toujours à toi."
- My heart is forever yours.

It's totally meant to be...
What's that word?

Kismet?

No, it's like fate or something.

It's definitely something. Yeah, we'll...

- We'll... we'll take it.
- Oh! Thank you, Eddie!

- Hey! You busy?
- Very.

- You're surfing for shoes?
- And eating a scone.

- Multitasking is exhausting.
- I'm sure.

But... Seriously?

There's a whole plate of them inside.

What's up? You seem kinda down.

I feel bad for my mom.

I mean, you know
how she is about Halloween.

A wedding this time of year
was gonna be perfect.

It can still be perfect.
It's just postponed.

Kind of like when you get
rained out in baseball.

You're such a guy.

- And...?
- And... why are you here?

Come with me.
It's more of a visual thing.

But you have to close your eyes.

What? What is happening?

- Keep them closed.
- They are.

- You ready?
- I'm opening my eyes.

What...

You decorated your house?

- Cool, right?
- Really cool!

You did all this?

- It's no biggie.
- Who are you?

You have never cared
about Halloween before.

I know how much it means to your mom.

I thought this would make her happy

whenever she sees it

Look at you acting like
part of the family.

I can do the family thing.

- This feels kind of ironic.
- I've never heard

- of an ironic pumpkin patch.
- Us taking a walk.

We've been so busy
planning our lives together

we haven't seen much
of each other lately.

Now that you mention it,

- I've kind of missed you.
- I'm not surprised,

- I'm pretty great company.
- Let me clarify.

I've missed you, not your sense of humor.

Ouch. I've missed you too.

That's strange.

Gotta be honest, not the
reaction I was looking for.

Not you, the pumpkin. It's heart-shaped.

Oh! Martha's calling.

I didn't hear anything.

Hi, Martha!

What? Woah, slow down.

- We'll be right there.
- What happened?

The Heart of Middleton was stolen.

This is disastrous!
The festival is in two days.

The Heart of our beloved Middleton

could not have disappeared
at a worse time of year.

There was no sign of a break in.

Could've been an inside job.

Meaning the thief had a key.
It narrows down the suspects.

Unfortunately, it doesn't.
We have security cameras

at the front and back entrances
and no one used a key

- to get in or out.
- Oh my, it sounds like we have

- a real mystery on our hands.
- “We?” I'm the mayor.

I'm the one who's gonna get blamed here.

The Heart of Middleton
was stolen on my watch.

If anyone should be blamed...

The only person who should be blamed
is the one who actually took it.

Well, they should be
ashamed of themselves.

This will undoubtedly affect all of us!

I shudder to think Cupid's arrow

will not be shooting straight
this Halloween.

Please don't start
spreading those rumors.

I'm sorry, are you calling me
the town gossip?

No, because technically
you don't live in town anymore.

Just because your house

is in Blairsville, doesn't mean your home

- isn't in Middleton.
- Thank you, Cassie.

I appreciate that. But I'm not so sure!

- Morning!
- Hey!

Now, I'm sure that you've heard

about the Halloween
Harvest Festival competition

between Middleton and Blairsville, right?

You mean that thing
that happens every four years

for bragging rights?
Yeah, that's pretty ridiculous.

First of all, it's not ridiculous,

it's tradition, and second of all,

I signed you up for the scariest
scarecrow competition.

You did what? Why can't you do that?

Because I already signed up
for the face painting.

And I have seen your decorating skills.

You should do it, pal.
Show some town pride.

Yeah, that's not really my thing.

- Sounds like a yes to me.
- Thanks, Nick.

- Wait, what just happened?
- Good morning!

- Can I help you find something?
- I'm in the mood

- for a café noisette.
- Oooh!

I have no idea what that is,
but it sounds exotic.

It's an espresso with a dash of hot milk.

We don't have an espresso machine,

but we can do the hot milk part.

- How about some tea?
- That we've got.

Good morning! Fresh cut herbs

in case anyone wants some
with their eggs.

- Oh, I do.
- Okay. Nick, I saw

your Halloween decorations.
They're incredible. Thank you!

How do you know I didn't do it?

Doesn't take a psychic
to figure that one out.

I went to a psychic once.
She told me the love of my life

was a dermatologist.
She was way off. The next day,

- I met Eddie.
- We have to be careful

- about our expectations.
- You see? If you stop expecting

so much from me, then you
wouldn't get disappointed.

Well, I'm expecting this to be

the most romantic weekend of my life.

Let's hope that it still can be

with the Heart of Middleton gone.

Even without the ruby,
we still have to believe

that true love is out there.

I'll get that.

Hello, Edward! Addison's in the kitchen.

- Actually, I'm right here.
- Hey!

You ready?

I thought we'd take a romantic stroll.

There's a wishing well in Middleton Park.

- I have a hunch you know my wish.
- Um... Actually,

I made a reservation
for a haunted hayride.

Oh! You know I have hay fever, don't you?

Yeah, um...

The town square
is decorated for Halloween.

It's really a great walk
this time of year

- and also a good compromise.
- Works for me.

- As long as we're together.
- Sometimes that's all it takes.

- Wow!
- I know.

What do you think?

I think... that Blairsville

is probably taking this a lot
more seriously than you are.

What? You signed me up without asking.

- What did you expect?
- I expected it to be more...

- like this.
- I did that for your mom

because I know how important
Halloween is to her.

Halloween is important to all of us.

Grace! Don't you think Middleton takes

the whole Halloween thing
just a little too far?

Not when our town pride is on the line.

Never mind. You don't have to do it.

I just... I thought that maybe

you would want to do more as a family.

But I guess that we're not
really family yet, so...

Wait. Are you trying
to guilt me into this?

Yes. Is it working?

Unfortunately.

Great. I mean...

Thank you! You've got this.

- Hey!
- Hey.

- What have you got there?
- This is one of the letters

discovered with the Heart
of Middleton 200 years ago.

Patience Merriwick's true love,
William Spry,

wrote this for her.

"My beloved Patience,

"as darkness falls
in this cold and bitter sea,

"thoughts of you are like the warm sun.

"Time and distance cannot
separate our hearts,

but only strengthen
our yearning for one another."

Wow! That William
definitely had a way with words.

Okay! So, I'm very sad
about your wedding.

But... as my favorite cousin
Cassie likes to say,

everything happens for a reason
and I need your help.

- With what?
- Boosting my approval rating

by defeating Blairsville in
the Halloween Harvest Festival.

I can't be the first mayor
to lose to them in 20 years.

Not really the end of the world

if we don't win
a pumpkin carving contest.

It's not just a pumpkin carving.

If we don't win, you're right,
it's not the end of the world.

Just the end of my bright
and promising future

as a politician.

It might help us take our minds off

postponing the wedding.

- I couldn't agree more.
- Bet you carve a mean pumpkin.

- Let's do this.
- Great.

Oh my!

What a absolutely delightful array.

- Oh, dear, you look troubled.
- Is it that obvious?

I just... I don't know
how I'm supposed to re-purpose

all this wedding food
for the Halloween gala.

And then, Abigail blows
through here like a tornado,

almost destroying everything in her path,

not to mention her unreasonable demands.

I... I just feel
completely unappreciated.

Oh, please.
You're preaching to the choir.

There's nothing like
pouring your heart and soul

into the people of Middleton
and then having it trampled upon

by the new regime.

Food, glorious food.
One of life's great comforts.

It's probably why my pumpkin pie recipe

is so coveted at this time of year.

Be sure to make your presentation visual

so it blends seamlessly with the decor.

There I go again, trying to be helpful.

I suppose it's just who I am.

You know, Martha...

Since you have planned
some of the most fabulous

and beloved events
this town has ever known,

maybe you could help me out
with all this.

You know that sentiment
is much appreciated,

but I have dilly-dallied here
for far too long,

so if you'll excuse me, I think it's time

that I take my rightful place
in this world.

Okay.

That is so gross.

Well, if you can't handle pumpkin guts,

you're gonna have
a tough time being a surgeon.

When did you know
that you wanted to be a doctor?

I always knew I wanted to help people.

Somehow making them feel better
made me feel better.

But I didn't really know

I wanted to be a doctor
until after college.

- Really?
- Really.

I'm not sure what I want to do.

You don't have to have
your whole life planned out.

Wouldn't be much fun if you did.

I just... I wanna be really great
at something. Like you are.

You know how I got to be that way?

Making mistakes. A lot of them.

Well...

Maybe people would make
fewer mistakes if they had

the right teacher?

You know who the best teacher
in the world is?

Failure. So...

find something you love and fail
till you're great at it.

You should give Nick the same advice.

Yup! But Nick doesn't listen
to anything I say.

So, maybe you can be
a good influence on him.

Well... he is going to be
my younger brother,

so... I can straighten him out.

Here's team Blairsville.

This seems a little intense

for a harvest festival rules meeting.

Wait until the actual harvest festival.

People, I need your game faces.

Wait, we can't start, Martha's not here.

That's because... I'm over here.

You're supposed to be on this side.

Dear Grace, I realized
that Abigail was right.

I am a citizen of Blairsville now.

Since their illustrious mayor
just so happens

to be out of town, the good people

of this lovely community
have appointed me

- their Grand Marshal.
- You've got to be kidding me.

Au contraire. Blairsville does not kid

when it comes to competition.
So, without further delay,

may the best town win.

Wait, we didn't even go over the rules!

- Hey, you!
- Hey!

Hey, you look familiar. Have we met?

Oh, I have to stop you, I have a fiancé.

Oh! That's so weird, I do too.

- I was hoping to have lunch with mine.
- I'm sure she would love that.

She won't love
that I have to go get my tux,

buy some shoes... Oh!
And finish carving a pumpkin

because she got me involved
in this fall harvest

- town vs town battle royale.
- If it helps,

- she appreciates it.
- And we thought we'd get

to spend more time together now
that the wedding was postponed.

- We have the gala.
- I'll be the one in the tux.

Hi! You must be the new museum curator.

- News travels fast around here.
- Oh, you have no idea.

It's a shame about the ruby.

Hopefully our police
will be able to track it down.

Just in case, I've been rearranging

the entire Halloween museum exhibit.

Been at it non-stop.

Well, in that case,
how about a coffee on the house?

You're a life saver.

- Rough day?
- Not as romantic as I hoped.

It's not surprising

With the Heart of Middleton missing,

you're not the only one feeling it.

Do you really think
the ruby has that much power?

My Eddie Bear definitely
has been a little distant.

I can't explain it, but the more time

we spend together,
the less we seem to get along.

I think losing the ruby heart

has caused Middleton to lose its heart.

- Hey, Sam!
- Hey!

Didn't expect to see you here.

Abigail is full of surprises.
You should be used to that by now.

That'd take away all the fun.

- How's it going, Doc?
- I'm hanging in there.

You sure you don't want a second opinion?

How about some help

- picking out flowers?
- Sure thing. What's the occasion?

Something to brighten
a beautiful lady's day.

Well, Cassie's never met
a flower she didn't love,

so how about a nice bouquet?

Sounds like you know
what you're talking about.

Not really. Let me see what I can do.

- Hey, Edward. Good to see you.
- Hey, Doc! You too.

Listen, uh...

I'm sorry to hear about
your wedding being postponed.

Oh... Yeah, me too.

Listen, do you mind if I ask
your opinion on something?

I promise it's not medical related.

Well, then I'm probably useless to you.

But sure, shoot.

How did you know that Cassie was...
you know, the one?

Um... After I met her, I just...

couldn't imagine
living my life without her.

Here you go.

Yeah, uh...

They're not really gonna brighten up

anyone's day, are they?

Order, order!

As mayor, I'd like to commence
this emergency town hall meeting

by asking you all to remain calm.

How? Martha's defected.

We don't need Martha.

We may need her more than she thinks.

All we need to do is win
3 out of 5 festival events.

And we've still got
our ace in the hole...

- Martha's pumpkin pie recipe.
- Which, I'll have you know,

is sitting comfortably
in the Mayor's rolodex.

This rolodex.
Grace, would you do the honors?

It's probably under the letter P.

That's where I'm looking...

There's nothing here but a note,
on Martha's letterhead.

Well, don't keep us in suspense.
What does it say?

“Let the games begin.”

Believe it or not, there are moments

where I almost feel sorry for Middleton.

- Why's that, Mrs. Tinsdale?
- In the last 24 hours,

they've lost me
and my pumpkin pie recipe.

Perhaps we should put
the recipe in the archives,

- make sure it doesn't get...
- Uh-uh-uh. All in good time.

My first order of business
is to make sure

that my fellow Blairs... villains

are training properly
for the upcoming events.

We prefer “Blairsvillers”.
It's a little friendlier.

- Oh!
- And may I say,

with the mayor being
out of town, recruiting you

for team Blairsville was a huge win.

We've never had a Halloween captain.

I apologise. A Grand Marshal.

Hmmm. Oh! Well...

That scarecrow doesn't
look scary, it looks scared.

Come on, people!

Up the scare factor! Oh! Oh...

At last, the pumpkin tossing.

Blairsville's strongest suit.

I'm sorry. I don't understand.

I was told that we were a shoo-in!

Don't we have someone
just a tad more... impressive?

Mrs. Tinsdale, meet Denny.

Oh, my!

Charmed, I'm sure.

I'm coming for you next.

Looks like someone had a rough day.

What happened?

The biggest crow you've ever seen.

Tossed him around like a rag doll.

Oh... Fall cleaning?

Oh! Just bringing some books
over to the hospital

- for the kids.
- Hmmm!

Um, Nick...

I know. This scarecrow
is not gonna scare anyone.

The legend of Sleepy Hollow.

The Headless Horseman. Totally creepy.

The headless scarecrow.

Nick? You okay?

Yeah... I'm great.

How's it going with the food?

Uh! I have a serious case
of baker's block.

Baker's block! That's funny.

It's not funny
when you have to turn the purity

of a wedding cake into
some sort of freaky frosting.

I don't suppose he has any ideas?

Um...

He says you could do
black crows and candy corns.

Or... you could even
make the cake one big cauldron

- with a tasty witch's brew.
- Uh!

You should tell him he's pretty smart.

Well, I'd better get
these books to the hospital.

- I just wanted to check on you.
- How'd you even know I was here?

I'll help you with those, Karen.

Oh, Cassie!

I didn't want to disturb you.

Are you leaving already? Before the gala?

I'm not sure I belong here.

Where do you think you belong?

I'm still trying to figure that out.

Hmm. Well, the people of Middleton

put their trust in you.

If you leave, who's gonna finish
the Halloween exhibits?

I'm really sorry.

Yeah, me too.

I hope you find what you're looking for.

Is everything okay?

- My car won't start.
- Hmmm.

I guess Middleton
wasn't ready to let you go.

Welcome back to Grey House.

Teamwork!

Loving it. We are going
to slay Blairsville,

- I can feel it.
- Thanks.

Now, not to be a perfectionist,

but that clavicle is listing
to the left. The clavicle.

It's the bone that...
You know what, let me up there.

I'm just gonna D-I-Y this.

Madam Mayor!
Imagine running into you here.

- Martha.
- Isn't it a glorious Halloween?

Oh, by the way,
did you have a chance to meet

my pumpkin tosser, Denny?
Very impressive young man.

Martha, If you've come to gloat,

you're a little early, don't you think?

Indeed. I know the competition
hasn't even begun yet,

but for some reason I feel like

I should start preparing
my victory speech.

Oh, dear!

It looks like everything
is just... falling apart.

I'll leave you to it.
I'd say “break a leg”, but...

Oh...

- Hey, Sam!
- Hey, guys!

- You two out causing trouble?
- I'm getting some stuff

- to up my game on the scarecrow.
- I'm along for moral support,

then maybe he'll help me with my event.

Well, just keep working
your magic on him, Grace.

Oh, that's perfect.

I thought you put money in the meter.

- I don't wanna hear it.
- Wow!

That's like the third couple
I've seen fighting today.

Makes sense. The Heart
of Middleton is missing.

- Love is out of whack.
- You seriously think

a ruby being gone
can affect relationships?

- It's pretty obvious.
- Or just a coincidence.

- Tell that to them.
- It's Edward

and his girlfriend Addison.

They do not look happy.

I rest my case.

Hi! How's it going?

I'm just dropping off some cookies

and other sweets
to the bistro's festival booth.

Now, I have finished
the dessert for the gala.

I just still need to do the appetizers,

the main course, the sides...

Don't worry, it's gonna be perfect.

Have I told you
that you're doing a great job?

I doubt you've ever told anyone that.

You seem stressed. Here, let me help you.

Okay, you're freaking me out.
What do you need?

Me? I don't need anything.
Middleton, on the other hand,

- needs your help.
- Cut the drama. What's up?

I want you to enter
the pumpkin pie contest

- in Martha's absence.
- Oh, that's what this is about.

Just give me Martha's recipe,
I'll have your pie done

before you can say “boo”.
- Yeah... um...

About that...

Martha took the recipe, didn't she?

I think you could come up

with one that will knock
Ronnie Sue Campbell's socks off.

Ronnie Sue Campbell? The celebrity chef?

Did I not mention that she's
judging the pumpkin pie contest?

No, you didn't.

And, yes, I'll do it!

Just as soon as I finish
all this other food.

- Perfect.
- You're welcome!

Unbelievable.

"My love,

"another battle is on the horizon.

"My will to live is only for you.

"No pain compares to being separated

"from the one I love. Holding you again

is all I think about."

Keep reading.

If I didn't know any better, I would say

you're a hopeless romantic.

I'm just a sucker for a happy ending. Um!

Come in.

Hi! You seem to have a lot on your mind

- so I brought you some tea.
- Thank you.

- That's very kind.
- Hmm.

We like our guests to feel
at home at Grey House.

- Enjoy.
- I didn't mean to eavesdrop.

It's heartbreaking to be separated,

to lose your chance at true love...

You sound like you speak from experience.

What happened?

I met him in a small café
on the Champs-Elysées.

We talked all night
until they kicked us out.

It was raining, but we didn't care.

We walked for hours, holding hands.

We shared one perfect kiss

on the Pont Neuf bridge at sunrise.

We had a napkin from the café
that he wrote his number on.

I thought the rain was so romantic,

but by the time I got home,
it'd turned to lint.

I understand Patience's longing

to be reunited with her one true love.

Waiting can be painful,

but also worth it.

You think William returned to Patience?

I believe the ruby led
his heart back to hers.

Patience was lucky to have it.

She had it because it was
given to her honorably.

She didn't try to force the magic.

Let me know if you need anything else.

Thanks.

Do it for Blairsville!

Blairsville one,

Middleton, nothing.

Give me a mirror.

- Sh! I'm doing your stitches.
- I want to see how it looks.

- It looks awesome.
- Then let me see.

- Nope.
- Come on, there's gonna be

- two whole cities judging me.
- No. They're judging me.

Actually, they're judging me.

What am I looking at here?

- Frankenstein.
- Is it gonna win?

I hope so.

If you have doubts,
the judges will have doubts.

It's definitely gonna win.

- Definitely.
- That's what I like to hear.

Face painting time!

Go! Go!

Well... This one was very close.

The detail is quite impressive.

And the winner

for creative face painting
is... Blairsville!

I'm... I'm really sorry, guys.

About what? There's nothing
wrong with second place.

There were only two of us.

But hey,

someone once told me:
"Fail till you're great at it."

- Sounds like good advice.
- The best.

Come on, cotton candy's on me.

I need to wash Frankenstein off first,

so I'll meet you over there.

Does anybody else realize
we're one pumpkin away

from total humiliation?

Okay, I'm gonna take this in.
Can you finish loading that cart?

- Yeah, I'm on it. Okay.
- Okay.

Edward!

- Hey.
- Hey!

This town is really
missing that ruby, uh?

I hear the police
still don't have any leads.

You know, even without
the Heart of Middleton,

I think the exhibit looks amazing.

Thank you.

You know, when I first meet Addison,

everything just... clicked.

She loved my art, I loved her energy.

But now...

I don't know, everything's... different.

- Hey, do you want a hand?
- Sure.

New love is often blind love, right?

Yeah...

She's so sweet

- and I really do care about her.
- Yeah,

but you're not sure she's the one.

I'm just not sure
about a whole lot right now.

I have a feeling you'll figure it out.

Uh... But right now, would you
grab that tray of appetizers

- way in the back there?
- Oh... Yeah, yeah, sure.

Thanks.

Great, thank you

Just put it right there.

Um, would you help me
wheel this in there?

- Yeah. Least I can do.
- Okay.

Dr. Radford, you scared me.

I thought everyone was at the festival.

Oh, I just had to stop by
and grab my stethoscope.

- And one of these scones.
- I guess it's not an emergency.

Oh no, my pumpkin will be just fine.

Your pumpkin?

Yeah, this is part of the decoration
for my entry

into the carving contest.

- Are you OK?
- Yeah. I'm good. I just...

I have to lie down, I think.

- I locked that for a reason.
- Oh!

Hmm. You OK?

- You look a little...
- Frazzled? Harried? Desperate?

I was gonna say worried.

Honestly... and I will
deny ever saying this...

I don't think I am half
the mayor Martha is.

I don't think anyone

is gonna blame you
if we lose to Blairsville.

Everybody's gonna blame me
if we lose to Blairsville

- today.
- You're probably right.

Wait, what? No pep talk?
No encouragement?

No inspirational quotes?

You've already made up your mind.

You don't think I can do this?

Does it matter what I think?
This is about you.

No, this is about Middleton.

Um, if you say so.

I know so.

Excuse me. I have a town
out there that needs me.

- Thank you, Cassie.
- Anytime, Madam Mayor.

Your vitals are normal.

My professional opinion is

you had a mild anxiety attack.

I... am a bit worried.

Edward and I were always
so great together,

and now it feels like
we have to try way too hard.

Well, what made it so great?

We're the perfect example

of opposites attract.

Sometimes opposites are just opposite.

- That's your advice?
- That's my opinion.

You're absolutely right.

I need to find out if
he's ever gonna propose.

That's not what I was saying.

I feel better already. Thanks, Doc.

Really not what I was saying.

Look...

I know I'm not Martha.

But I am a Merriwick.

And Merriwicks have been here
since Middleton was founded.

Halloween is in our blood.

And it's in all of yours, too.

Blairsville doesn't stand a chance.

More purple.

Less purple.

That's it. The perfect purple.

For the perfect Halloween gala.

As perfect as it can be... considering.

Do you think we should
just remove the empty chest?

It's only gonna remind everyone
at the gala what's missing.

Perhaps it'll inspire
whoever took the ruby

- to put it back.
- Cassie, with all due respect,

jewel thefts, I've heard of,
but jewel returns, not so much.

Yeah, let's wait and see.

Waiting's never really been
my strong suit.

Yeah, we're all guilty of
wanting something right away.

For most people it's finding
that one special love.

What's wrong with that?

There are no shortcuts
when it comes to the heart.

OK. I think I got it.
Or at least I got something.

The pie tasting is
the most prestigious event.

We're having it at the gala

this year because
it's the 200th anniversary

of our competition with Blairsville,

and we have a celebrity chef judging it,

so we need it to be
more than "something."

You have nothing to worry about, Steph.

We'll keep our criticism constructive.

Let's get to tasting.

OK. Well, at first,

I thought the secret was to put
the spice in the crust,

but it turns out that it was
the spices that were off.

So I subbed out rock salt for sea salt,

I did a little bit of experimenting...

a little pinch of this, a little pinch

of that... and I realized
that the secret is actually

cardamom with a little dash...

OK, you know what? Just try it.

It's not bad... not bad at all.

It's better than not bad.

It's pretty, pretty good.

Great!

Really, really great.

Oh, for crying out loud,

it doesn't hold a candle
to Martha's, does it?

Yeah, no. No.

Look, Martha's pie
always had that... sparkle.

You know, like a unicorn sneezed
glitter all over it.

- Sounds appetizing.
- I mean in a good way.

I know what you mean, Grace.
It's just missing

that extra bit of magic that
makes Martha's pie a winner.

Well, unless we can figure out

how to make a unicorn
sneeze magical glitter

in the next two hours,
our pie is gonna be a loser.

Sweetie, don't run off too far.

You actually look a little nervous.

Well, I'm a surgeon, I don't get nervous.

- Oh, so just a little bit?
- Yep.

- Yeah.
- If we lose this,

my recall election
will be short and swift.

Oooh! Oh, is that Dr. Frankenstein?

Stethoscope too much?

Well, I don't think he was
an actual doctor, but...

It reminds me of Dr. Hepling,
my boss during residency.

The guy had a permanent scowl.

I'm glad that didn't rub off on you.

Yeah, it kind of did.
But then I moved to Middleton.

So what helped you find your smile?

- You helped me find my smile.
- Smooth, Dr. Radford.

I got an A in bedside manner.

And the winner is...

Middleton!

- Nice!
- My administration thanks you.

- Now, we are only down one.
- We can do this. What's next?

Uh, scariest scarecrow.

- I guess I'm up.
- The Radford men

singlehandedly saving Middleton.

All right, you're on
a victory high, calm down.

I'm gonna set up, make sure
the straw is regulation.

Haha! Aaah...

Ready?

I would love a half-sweet,
non-fat, extra hot,

extra shot caramel macchiato
in a tall glass.

Oh, and we have to try
your chocolate soufflé.

For two of course.

Of course.
You won't be disappointed. Haha!

Eddie...

it's time to make a decision.

Yeah, I'm... I'm still looking. Hmm...

I'm not talking about the coffee.

I'm gonna give you two a minute.

I'm talking about us...

me...

our future.

OK.

I'll take an iced tea, please.

- Ooh, I'll take one of those.
- Ah, make it two!

Extra sweet... just like her.

Someone's in a good mood.

If you tell Abigail, I'll deny it,

but I'm glad you two talked me into being

part of the festival.
It's been a good distraction.

Not so much for you?

I'm just trying not to think about it.

Which makes you think about it.

- One of life's ironies.
- Hmm.

I'm still ready to get married
at city hall. Just say the word.

I love you.

That's three words actually,

but I'll allow it.

But I take it that's still
a "no" on city hall?

And deny you the opportunity

to see me walking down the aisle.

That would be cruel.

- When we finally do this thing...
- This "thing"?

This incredibly wonderful... thing.

I will be the lucky guy

waiting for you at the end of that aisle.

- You're amazing.
- Mm-hmm.

Now I gotta go sell some baked goods.

Go.

So this is it? Your work is done?

You're just basking in glory?

Not basking, I'm hydrating.

Pumpkin carving is hard work.

Thanks for doing it.
I know it means a lot to my mom.

Well, your mom means a lot to me.

Even though we had
to postpone the wedding,

I was hoping that us being here

could still make today special.

She loves Halloween... I'm sure it did.

It's just not the same.

Nothing's been the same

since the Heart of Middleton got stolen.

This was supposed to be the most
romantic time of her life.

Maybe it still can be.

Hey, don't look so down.

Still got a shot to win this thing.

Yeah, better shot
than I had with Addison.

I was in a relationship once,
we grew apart.

I know how hard it is to admit
when it's not working.

I guess if you hadn't,
you wouldn't have met Cassie.

Mhm. Love of my life.

At some point,

you just have to make a choice
that's best for you.

Then why do I feel so bad

about ending things with Addison.

You didn't want to hurt her.

But you would hurt her more
if your heart wasn't in it.

I think my heart's still in Paris.

It's where I met a woman
I'll never forget.

Then what are you doing here?

Lemonade!

I was thinking
it was a scarecrow, but I guess

- we can call it lemonade.
- You know what I mean!

The crow ripped everything to lemons,

but look at you, you made lemonade.

I guess you're right, I'm awesome.

No. Pretty sure I never said that.

Hmm, it was implied.

Time has been called!
Step away from the scarecrows.

They do realize they're judging

the local Halloween competition,

not deciding the fate
of the free world, right?

Don't be mean. This is the job

they've been chosen to do,
it's important to them.

Whatever.

It's important to you too.

Not really, it's just a scarecrow.

Yeah. That you designed,
made, and then had

to fix. You are invested!

And now I'm sitting around
waiting for three strangers

to decide that my best work
wasn't good enough.

Why do you put yourself through this?

It's fun... and it's for Middleton.

- You realize

this event could make or break
our chances of winning, right?

- Yes.
- No pressure.

No there's tremendous pressure... on me.

And the winner is...

- Middleton!
- Yes!

You did it! We're tied!

- Nice work!
- Thank you.

I was referring to myself.

It's exhausting
keeping this team on track.

This is a lot of work.

I don't know how Martha
was always so perky.

Yeah, she is a force of nature. Ha!

- Speaking of the hurricane...
- You know, there's a smell

in the air, and I can't quite place it.

Oh, wait, there it is again.

Aaah...

- Pumpkin pie.
- We're 2-2, Martha.

Yes. Well, a tie certainly ups the ante.

Who would have imagined
that it would all come down

to the pumpkin pie bake-off tonight?

I'm sure it will be
very hard for you to watch

Ronnie Sue Campbell
crown my pie the winner.

I can only imagine the look
on your face when she doesn't.

- Hmm...
- I'll see you at the gala.

You know, the wonderful
celebration that I put together.

Well, you all seem to be

- doing just fine without me.
- Martha, if you could make

one wish right now, what would it be?

I think you know the answer to that.

Maybe it's time
you went back to the well.

Oh, Cassie, please don't speak
in riddles. I just...

Wait, that's it. Of course.

Hello.

Oh! Well,

it looks like someone else has found

my little spot for inner peace.

- Well, I'll let you enjoy it.
- Oh, no, no, no.

Please, don't let me run you off.

Are you familiar with the legend
of the wishing well?

Legend?

It's said that if a couple
throws a coin in together,

then their love will last a lifetime.

Half of Middleton's gotten
engaged here, myself included.

- I had no idea.
- Oh, yes.

Normally, there'd be lines of couples

around the block at this time of year,

but with the ruby gone,
it seems that love has

truly left Middleton.

You think whoever took the ruby

really took love away from the town?

All I know is that I have

two great loves...

Mr. Tinsdale

and Middleton...

and since the ruby's been gone,
I feel like I've lost...

Well, I still have my Tom.

Ha ha!

If you'll excuse me, I have
to go and prepare for the gala.

Couldn't wait
to discover how the story ends?

There's something here we missed.

How'd she get out of Grey House?

Wow! You look gorgeous.

You don't look so bad yourself.

I know the plan was for you to wear

a white dress for Halloween,
but I gotta say,

black is your colour.

It does lend a certain

mysterious quality to the night.

Mhm. Well, speaking of
mysterious Halloween nights,

listen to this, "No harrowing
journey will keep us apart.

"I will return to you
or give my life trying.

"Those walls will confine you no longer.

Our love will be set free."

Theirs remains one
of my favourite love stories.

But we don't know if William
and Patience reunited.

We do know that she disappeared

before she was forced to marry Roderick.

There were rumours of a final letter,

but it was never found.

I think they got
their happily ever after.

Without any proof? That's
quite a leap of faith for you.

Who said I don't have proof?

Something in William's letter
caught my attention:

"These walls will confine you no longer."

You think he was talking
about Grey House?

William was a miner.
There are mining tunnels

all over Middleton.
It certainly made sense

that there's a secret passage.

You already knew about this, didn't you?

What I know is that love
always finds a way.

And I guess you know where it leads.

Oh! Good heavens! Hahaha!
Where are you two coming from?

Would you believe
there's a secret passage

that runs from Grey House to the museum?

Oh, Sam...

it's Middleton, of course I'd believe it.

It makes perfect sense
that Cassie Nightingale

would arrive at a gala
via a secret passage.

Is that how you pop up
suddenly all over town?

Looks like you've discovered my secret.

I'm sure you have many more.

At least we've discovered
the thief's secret.

Now we know how the Heart
of Middleton was stolen.

The Heart! Did you find it?

Unfortunately, it still hasn't
found its way home.

Halloween just doesn't
feel the same without it.

Yeah, I could say that
about a lot of things.

Thank you.

Ooh! Yoohoo! You have to excuse me.

I may no longer be mayor,
but I still have people to greet

and hands to shake. Good luck
with the pumpkin pie bake-off.

You're gonna need it. Ta-ta!

Martha, ever the politician.

Ohhh, she can't help it.

Imagine if you couldn't be
a doctor anymore.

- I wouldn't know who I was.
- Exactly.

Thank you.

So are you sure we're in Middleton

- and not at the Met Gala?
- Everything looks beautiful.

But it's not our wedding.

No...

but it is Halloween in Middleton,

and I am surrounded by the people

who mean the most to me in the world.

Is the pie ready?

Ronnie Sue Campbell's
gonna be here any minute.

I'm sorry... no matter how hard I try,

it seems like it's still
missing something.

What are you doing?!

You're ruining the presentation!

Does it matter?

We're not gonna win anyway.

Not that you're wrong, but
at least it was still pretty.

You're right.

It was. It's just not Martha's.

I let Middleton down.

No. I let Middleton down.

Everything with this competition
went wrong on my watch.

This mayor stuff isn't
as easy as it looks.

Don't be so hard on yourself.
You did the best you could.

Looks like my best isn't good enough.

Oh, Abigail, have you seen Sam?

No. Sorry. I'm a little busy.

Are you all right?

No. And no one else will be either

when we lose the pumpkin pie
tasting contest to Blairsville.

Hello, Karen. Are you enjoying the gala?

I thought tonight would be... different.

Hmm. You sound disappointed.

I've been thinking a lot
about the Heart of Middleton.

Yeah, I imagine you have.

Everyone has.

Whoever took that ruby
probably didn't realize

it was just when Middleton
needed it the most.

Well, maybe they realize it now.

You might be right.

I hope I am.

Guess who?

Ah. Well, it's not Nick Radford

because he doesn't "do" Halloween.

Middleton makes it hard not to.

It is definitely our thing.

Kind of sad to think this is gonna be

- our last one.
- What do you mean?

We're graduating.

We're probably not gonna be here
for Halloween next year,

and the year after that,
and the year after that.

You're right. I... I didn't realize.

That means no more
Halloweens with my mom.

- And my dad.
- No more haunted Grey Houses.

- Or scarecrow competitions.
- Or ancient prophecies.

- Or maze building.
- Or breaking curses.

Hmm, I could do with
less curses in my life actually.

How come I didn't realize

this is my last Halloween in Middleton?

Because you didn't want to.

Hello.

What on earth?!

Oh, honestly! Could this night
possibly get any stranger?

The Heart of Middleton!

It's back. IT'S BACK!

It's back.

- Cassie!
- I didn't mean to scare you.

Although it is Halloween.

You seem to be in better spirits.

I'm just relieved that the ruby is back.

Hmm... Relieved, but not surprised.

You knew this whole time, didn't you.

I also suspected

that you had it in you
to do the right thing.

Thank you.

Of course.

I just need you to do
one last thing for me:

tell me how the story ends.

What story?

Patience and William's.

How did you know
there was another letter?

Let's just call it women's intuition.

It was hidden in a jewelry box
I bought at an auction.

It was written
from Patience to her family,

telling them that William had returned

and they were running off
to spend their lives together.

But she left the ruby behind...

So her heart would always
remain in Middleton.

It's why I came here.

I guess I thought

the ruby would work its magic for me.

The man from Paris?

I'm gonna call it a night.

Well, there's still time
for a little magic.

I think I'm over that idea.

Ohhh...

- Let me help you.
- I'll get some soda water

- and clean it in the bathroom.
- OK.

OK, well, can you at least tell me

when you can send another taxi?

OK, call me back.

Sounds like you might have
some time on your hands.

Cassie...

Come inside, join the party.

I... I have a flight to catch.

- Oh. Where are you going?
- Paris.

I had a feeling.

Oh, come on. Two hours for another cab?

Looks like Paris will have to wait.

Wow! Great party!

- It only gets better.
- Yeah?

Hey.

I waited for you to call.

The rain washed away your number.

Hello, Martha.

The wishing well brought back
lots of memories, Cassie,

but then you knew that it would.

You always know...

that's what makes Middleton, Middleton.

When I think about
makes Middleton, Middleton,

- I think of you.
- Me?

You are the heart of Middleton.

Cassie Nightingale, I don't think

even Tom has ever paid me
so great a compliment.

But I'm afraid that your fellow
citizens don't all share

your views.

I will be persona non grata the moment

that Blairsville is declared
winner of the Harvest Festival.

Don't you think you're getting
a little ahead of yourself?

Cassie, the truth is

my actions were unbecoming.

Absconding with my recipe
in Middleton's time of need...

Unless...

their time of need is now.

You know, you're right!

Hello, everyone!

Looks delicious. Nice to meet you.

- I am a big fan.
- Oh! Oh! Nice to meet you.

Nice to meet you as well.

Time is running out!

My pie is so close to Martha's...

What's different?

I don't know. The crust is perfect,

the filling is perfect.
It has to be her topping.

It's just too complex,
I can't recreate it.

Not with that attitude,
you can't. We have four minutes,

- figure it out.
- Excuse me! Step aside,

thank you. Coming through!

Martha?

Shouldn't you be with Team Blairsville?

I'm afraid that my time there
is about to come

to a crashing halt.

You see, the pie that I entered
on their behalf may not be,

shall we say, my best work.

You threw the pie contest?

I never intended to.

But in the end, I just
couldn't hurt Middleton.

I may have omitted the final touch

that takes a pie from merely good

to transcendent. It's my secret topping

- that I sprinkle...
- Kind of in a time crunch here.

We're gonna need the recipe
for that topping.

Please.

Very well, Abigail.
Since you begged me...

Stephanie, ask the bartender
for some fresh ginger root.

Grace, I need brown sugar
from the kitchen.

And Madam Mayor, I need sea salt,

- stat. Go, go, go!
- You heard the woman, go!

Pumpkin pie judging

will begin in two minutes.
That's two minutes.

- Could we speed it up?
- Excuse me, do you think

they rushed Michelangelo,
Da Vinci, Julia Child?

You're not painting the Sistine Chapel,

you're making a topping.

OK, it's good, but
it's still missing something.

Of course it is. The secret
ingredient to my secret topping.

Grace, be a dear and get

the small shaker jar from my purse.

You keep a secret spice in your purse?

One never knows when one
may need to season a situation.

Oh! Cayenne?

- Cut the sweet with the heat.
- Huh!

One minute to pie judging.

- Middleton, you have one minute.
- Is everything OK?

Everything is perfect.

This pie is now celebrity chef-ready!

OK, let's go!

Well, it's official:

win or lose, I'm back on team Middleton.

Which is right where you belong.

Honestly, for the first time
in my life, I think

I'm actually speechless.

No two towns

embody the spirit of the season

better than Middleton and Blairsville.

It's true.

Now, I see all
those anxious faces out there,

so let's get on with the results.

Blairsville, your entry
was incredibly tasty.

One of the best I've ever had.

And Middleton, you had
your work cut out for you.

And did you ever step up...

which gives me great pleasure

in awarding first prize

to the winner of this year's

Halloween Harvest Festival...

Middleton!

Congratulations.

Thank you so much for doing this.

You're welcome.

Can I introduce you to someone?

- Of course.
- Ronnie Sue, meet

Middleton's massively talented,
Stephanie Borden.

She's the person responsible
for tonight's spread.

- It's an honour, Ms. Borden.
- No, the honour is all mine.

- I'm a huge fan.
- And now I'm a fan of yours.

Would you mind if I took some photos

of your delicious presentation
and posted them to my blog?

You wanna put my food on your blog?

- Only if you don't mind.
- Are you kidding me?!

Thank you.

I can't believe we won.

It's like the comeback of the century.

Well, thanks to you
and your headless scarecrow.

Which was total luck.

There's a vicious crow out there
who really deserves the credit.

I don't know about that.
What you did was really cool.

The artist in you really came out.

You're the real artist.

The design you painted was awesome.

You got robbed, which means
Middleton got robbed.

Check you out.

- What?
- Hate to tell you,

but you've got town pride.

It took a few years, but you are
a full-on Middletonian now.

- Whatever.
- I'm serious.

Guess there are worse things.

This really is amazing pumpkin pie.

Made even better
when shared with friends.

- Aw...
- I couldn't agree more.

Abigail...

I'm gonna let you two talk.

Look, I think I owe you an apolo...

A thank you from the town.

And from me.

You really came through tonight.

Well...

we may have our differences,
but we both have

Middleton's best interests at heart.

I had no idea how hard this was gonna be.

You make everything look so easy.

That means a great deal to me,

especially coming
from you... Madam Mayor.

To you.

And to you.

I'm not an easy act to follow.

No, you're certainly not.

Ahhh, you two look happy.

We don't know how to thank you.

Send me a postcard from Paris.

We will.

Come on.

Mind if I join you?

Oh, there you are.

I was getting worried.
You missed all the fun.

Oh, I don't know if I missed all the fun.

Having a drink with
my beautiful fiancée is fun.

A few more lines like that
and I might actually forgive you

for leaving me alone at this party.

Hmm... Well, I'd rather
make sure you forgive me.

I'm listening.

Listening's not gonna do it.

Come with me.

Wow, it's pretty dark up here.

Well, maybe this will help.

Aww, this is amazing!

You're amazing.

Thank you for making this

the perfect Halloween.

Patience and William have nothing on us.

You know, the more I heard you
reading those letters,

I thought you deserved one of your own.

You wrote me a love letter?

I know it's not the same

as having the first dance
at our wedding, but may I?

You may.

My dearest Cassie,

I had heard about the magic
of falling in love.

Then I met you, and for the first time,

I truly understood what that meant.

You make me look at life
in a way I never imagined,

in a way only you could.

You're my soulmate, my everything,

and I can't wait to spend
the rest of our lives together.

Forever yours, Sam.