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♪ ♪

Car's all packed and waiting at the curb,

Ms. Coppersmith.

Thank you, Doug.

I just have a few more bags over there to take down,

and Violet, of course,

but I'll bring her.

Sure. I hope I have enough room.

Pretty full up already.

I know. I over-packed.

I can't help myself,

but you never know

how many shoes you're going to need.

[chuckles]

[phone rings]

Hi, James!

I'm almost packed up for my trip.

According to the web, this Mitford is "quaint."

Also has a population

way under hat day at Fenway Park

and the nearest Starbucks is 300 miles away.

You won't last a week.

I know what I'm getting into.

I spent a lot of my childhood there with my uncle.

One day without your precious caramel macchiato,

and you'll go crazy.

I can go without the fancy coffees

if I can get the necessary inspiration.

Well, I hope so.

Those "Tom, the Porcupine" books

are climbing up the best-seller lists.

It's time for Violet

to knock that smug Tom off his perch.

Deadline is 45 days away.

I know, James. It's tight.

It's not like you didn't know this was coming,

but you haven't written one word since you...

James...

I don't mean to pry.

Yeah, but you're so good at it.

He's moved on.

He's remarried.

It's time for you to do the same.

Not today.

I mean, move on. Start writing again.

Well, that's what I intend to do.

Well, that's great.

Now, throw yourself into your work,

enjoy the "quaint-ness,"

and finish that book!

The clock is ticking.

Okay, James,

I've got a really long drive ahead of me.

I'd better get going. Bye-bye!

45 days!

[Violet meows]

Here we go, Violet!

♪ ♪

Well, here we are, Violet.

I think you'll like Mitford.

[gasps]

Sorry!

Not how I remembered it.

There we go.

[grunts]

Oof!

Could use a feather duster.

There you go, sweet kitty.

Hey there, shadow.

Who do you belong to, huh?

Who do you belong to, buddy?

Can I come say hi?

Yeah, you got no collar.

You got no tags...

You got...

Whoa! Slow down there, big guy!

Slow down.

We haven't been formally introduced yet.

Wow...

Are you lost?

Are you...

you want some water?

Okay.

Come home with me. Come on!

Good boy. Good boy!

Come on. Come on. Come this way.

Now, don't get any ideas. This is just temporary, okay?

Here we go. That's right.

[lapping water]

There you go!

You want to go outside?

Let's see if you can fetch. Want to go outside?

Do you want to go outside? Come on!

That poor azalea's still hanging on.

Stay here, Violet.

Go get it.

Go get it. Go get it.

That's a good boy.

Bring it back down. Come here. Come on.

[dog barks]Drop it.

Sit.

Drop it.

[barks]

[barks]

Oh, boy...

[dog barks]

[crash]

No! Stop!

Not the azalea!

Stop! Sit! Oh, my gosh. No...

It's the only thing that's left of my uncle's...

once-beautiful garden.

I am so sorry!

Okay. All right.

I can replace that.

This is why I have an indoor pet.

This is why I have no pets at all!

I don't have... He's not mine.

What, the dog just shows up magically in your yard,

and you engage him in a game of fetch?

Sort of, actually.

I found him, and then...

You know what?

Most people would just say, "I'm sorry."

He's honestly... he's not mine.

I get it. It's not your dog.

Just take him home.

He's really...

And that dog needs to be on a leash.

He's a runner.

He's really not mine.

Here, go get the ball. Go that way!

[door slams]

I'm very sorry!

Whoa, no, no! This way!

What are you doing?

Come on, boy. Come on!

[meows]

Violet, don't be like that.

I'm not procrastinating,

I'm... prepping.

It's a process.

No.

Go get it.[dog barks]

♪ ♪

Hi.

Do I know you?

I don't think so.

Oh, no, no.

I'm forgetting so much recently...

since this.

My husband, Hal, says I have pregnesia...

but I never forget a face, and I can't...

Oh... oh, wait a second!

Of course!

You're Cynthia Coppersmith!

Your uncle used to brag about you

all the time.

Oh, he's really missed around here.

I miss him, too.

I don't want to impose, but...

would you mind?

-Oh, I'd love to. -Oh, thank you!

This is so exciting!

So, what are you doing in Mitford?

Boston was feeling noisy,

and I'm tight on deadline.

I'm going to take advantage

of my uncle's beautiful cottage,

and then I'll put it on the market.

Oh.

Did you bring Violet with you?

She won't let me go anywhere without her.

She's kind of a diva.

Well, welcome, both of you, to Mitford.

[gasps]

Oh, wait, one moment.

I know you're here to work,

but every Friday night, we have a potluck in the park.

It's a summer tradition,

and we don't have anyone signed up

for side dishes,

so we desperately need you.

Will you come?

This looks lovely,

but I'm here to work,

and I don't even have a title yet.

Even Violet's looking at me like I'm a slacker,

and she naps 17 hours a day.

Well, then who is she to judge?

[they laugh]

If I can swing it,

I'll come by.

Great.

So nice to meet you!

Bye!

[sighs]

Ugh... it's just not working.

[meows]

I'm not avoiding.

I'm looking for inspiration.

♪ ♪

Hi.

Oh! You made it.

Is that macaroni and cheese with bacon?

Because I have been craving macaroni and cheese all week.

No, sorry, it's potato salad.

Store bought.

Honey, I told you I'd make you that mac and cheese.

Oh, really? When? When our baby is 20?

Hi, I'm Hal,

great veterinarian, terrible husband.

You must be Cynthia.

Nice to meet you.

Nice to meet you, too.

Your Uncle Frank used to brag about you a lot.

I already told her that, honey.

Oh, perfect.

It's always nice to hear.

This is our daughter, Zoey.

- Hi. - Hi.

I have all your books, signed.

I want to be a writer, too.

Well, when you're published,

I want the first signed copy.

Deal.

Let's get this food on the table.

Nice to meet you.

You too!

Oh!

I am so sorry.

Hi.

Hi!

Well...

Father.

Does that make telling me off

and almost running me off the road

a little bit more palatable?

So...

I accidentally almost run you off the road,

and you have a direct line with the big man upstairs.

So are you admitting

that you almost ran me off the road?

Because going by the look on your face the other day,

kind of seemed like you thought I was to blame.

It was an accident, I promise.

Besides, that thing's dangerous.

It's a classic.

How do you even go grocery shopping?

I don't. I don't.

I have friends.

I have neighbors and parishioners

and they bring over casseroles

just about every single day.

Well, I'm going to be

a big disappointment,

because the only time

I ever tried to make a casserole,

I ended up close, personal friends

with the fire chief.

[laughs]

Well, don't worry, my freezer is full, anyway.

Look,

our first two interactions were questionable at best,

so why don't we try this one more time?

I am Father Tim Kavanaugh,

and it is a pleasure to meet you, Ms. Coppersmith.

Your uncle has told me

so many wonderful things about you.

Is there anybody he didn't talk to about me?

Around here,

everyone talks to everyone about everything,

and if you know that,

you will do just fine.

Got it.

[chuckling]

Hal, please ask me to dance

before my belly gets so big

that we cannot even reach each other.

You got it, baby.

Look out.

♪ When I'm without you I think about you ♪

♪ Can't get you out of my mind ♪

♪ Sometimes I go to a movie ♪

Excuse me.

May I have this dance, ma'am?

Sure.

♪ Can't get you out of my mind ♪

♪ If you ever went away ♪

♪ I don't think that I'd survive ♪

May I cut in?

Thanks.

[laughs]Thanks.

Nice guy,

but not too light on his feet.

How are your toes?

I'll let you know when I get the x-rays back.

Hmm.

♪ Let's stay together Now and forever ♪

Why is everyone staring at us?

Well, Mitford doesn't get a lot of newcomers,

especially like you.

What does that mean?

Glamorous, big city author,

probably doesn't have a pair of jeans to her name.

I have a lot of jeans.

They said it was a party, so I wore my party clothes.

[chuckles]

You know, I feel a little bit

like I am under a microscope.

Yeah, that's Sally.

She has a tendency to do that.

She's very sweet,

but she's...

she's a little young for me.

I'm not interested.

Not interested?

You're a priest!

Episcopal priest.

Oh!

So, the dating and everything's okay?

Yes, dating and everything is okay...

but when you live in a town this size,

if she's not here now,

she probably never will be.

Well, do you ever think about moving?

No. Never.

I love this place. I love it here.

I love the community and the people.

We're like a family,

albeit an unconventional family,

but family.

That's what I remember when I used to visit my uncle.

I am putting a lot of pressure on Mitford

to get my next book written.

I'm a little stuck.

Hmm.

Well, that happens to everyone.

Don't be too hard on yourself.

The best thing to do when there's a block

is to try to find the underlying fear,

because often, that's... that's the cause.

At least, that's what I tell people

when they come to me for advice.

You think I'm scared?

I didn't say that.

I said I've seen that in others.

It was just a suggestion.

Writing's a process. I'll get over it.

Okay, I didn't mean to...

Father Tim!

You did promise me a dance tonight.

He's all yours.

May I have this dance, Ms. Coppersmith?

Does everybody know everything

in Mitford?

That's right.

I'm Jack Emery.

Nice to meet you, Jack Emery.

You know, I was going to stay home tonight

and catch up on some work,

but now I'm really glad I didn't.

I am so glad that you came.

Good night!

Zoey!

Can we give you a ride home?

Ah, you know,

it's such a beautiful night,

I think I'll walk.

Okay. Good night.

Good night.

I'm surprised you turned down that ride.

Why? It's a beautiful night.

Well, you never know

what lurks in the dark in Mitford.

I live in Boston.

I'm not afraid.

Let me walk you home.

Wouldn't be very neighborly of me

to let you walk home alone in the dark,

even if you can totally handle it.

Okay.

Look...

I'm sorry if I got too personal back there.

People tend to come to me for counsel,

and then I don't know

when to push the "off" button.

Even your uncle used to.

You know,

some people even say I'm good at it.

Yeah, but do they have any other choice around here?

[laughs]They do not.

They are stuck with me and only me.

You were only trying to help.

I'm sure it's an occupational hazard,

and I'm fine.

It just happens, you know?

You get stuck, and then you get a breakthrough.

Mm.

This shoe is... sorry. It's okay.

Boots and sneakers.

What's that?

That's what people wear around here.

They wear boots and sneakers.

I guess my city girl is showing.

Well, you'll learn.

I'm sorry.

My strap is just...

Oh, wait. Oh, dear...

[screams]

Oof!

Ahh...

Oh, gosh. Oh!

[laughing]

I'm sorry!

Are you okay?

Yeah, I'm sorry. Yeah, yeah.

My strap broke.

Oh, that shoe!

Boots and sneakers!

You sure you're okay?

I'm fine.

Good.

We should be careful, though.

People see us like this, they might start to talk.

Seems like people talk here

no matter what you do.

That, too.

[car approaching]

Oh!

Hi!

Hi! Everything okay?

There we go.

Oh, I, uh...

I broke my shoe.

Well, it's a good thing I drove by.

Get in. I'll take you both home.

Thanks.

Um...

Okay, I'll probably just walk.

My shoes are intact, so...

'Night, neighbor.

Good night.

Boots and sneakers!

Father Tim!

I didn't know you had a dog.

Neither did I.

He's a stray.

Always doing the Lord's work, aren't you?

By the way, my niece is in town.

You two have so much in common.

Do we?

She's an animal person, too,

and she likes pizza.

It's almost eerie.

Some lucky woman will land you yet, Father Tim.

Mark my words.

I just hope it's my niece.

Right, Penny? Mm?

We're going to go home now. Yes, we are.

Well, he's definitely a healthy puppy, Tim.

He's a puppy?

He's the size of an SUV.

Is he going to get even bigger?

That's usually how that works, yeah.

I've never seen him before. He's got no chip.

He's kind of a mystery.

Hmm.

Well, I guess I'll put some flyers around town

or something.

Pretty smart, him choosing you as his new owner.

I am not keeping him, Hal.

It is a proven fact pets make you live longer.

Ah.

Of course,

having a wife could make you live even longer than that.

And all this time,

I thought it was healthy eating and exercise

that did the trick.

Look at that.

He wants to stay with you, Hal.

He's going to love it here

with the family and all this space.

No, no, no. We are at full capacity here.

Marge said she would divorce me

if I brought home any more strays,

and after all that pre-marriage counseling you gave us,

can't imagine you'd want to see that happen.

Well played, my friend.

Well played.

I will keep him until I find his owner.

Well, come on, Dog.

No, whoa, whoa.

You can't call him "Dog."

You've got to give him a proper name.

He may already have a name,

and I don't want to give him an identity crisis.

Well, he's definitely not a Max or a Rex.

What does he look like?

Like a guy I went to seminary with.

Excuse me?

Same eyes,

and he also used to come over uninvited

and eat me out of house and home, so...

there you have it.

Until further notice,

you will be known as Barnabas.

No? Come on! I like it!

Yeah, that'll do. Okay.

I'll give you two a lift.

You can't haul him around on that thing you drive.

We walked, actually.

See? You're acting like a natural dog owner already.

Hey, Father Tim!

Russell! Hey, Dooley.

Hey.

Father Tim, I can't thank you enough

for offering to watch my grandson.

I didn't know what to do with him

after school let out for the summer.

Oh, it's my pleasure.

It'll be nice to have some help around here.

His official title will be "intern..."

[whispering] so he doesn't feel like he needs a babysitter.

Good thinking. Dooley, come on over.

Say hello to Father Tim.

Hey, Dooley.

Hi.

Have you met Barnabas?

Yeah!

[laughs]

He's gotten a little withdrawn

since his parents were deployed.

It's never easy when they're on a tour.

I'll get his mind off it. Don't you worry.

We're going to have some fun. Right, Dooley?

Maybe you could help me find his owner.

He's not yours?

Sure thinks he is.

[Barnabas barks]

He's trying to tell you something right now, you know.

Do you speak dog?

There's no such thing.

What? Course there is.

You've just got to give it time.

Right now, he's telling you

that he wants you to throw that ball for him.

I'll do it,

but he never said that.

I'll get him out of his shell. Don't you worry.

Oh, once he gets comfortable, he's a fun kid.

He's a prankster.

Yesterday, I walked around town with a post-it on my back

that said, "I'm a hundred years old today."

Didn't know why strangers were telling me

I looked so good for my age.

Well, I'll be sure to watch my back, then.

Thank you, Father Tim.

Okay, you got it.

[door chimes]

Hi!

Oh, hi!

I have that book you ordered.

Great.

And I also heard a little rumor

about you and Cynthia

rolling around on the ground?

[sighs]

Marge, she fell down,

and she took me with her.

Oh, really?

Don't believe everything you hear.

'Kay, that's why I'm asking you...

'cause I always vet my rumors for accuracy.

[door bell rings]

Well, thankfully,

this knight in shining armor came by and gave her a lift.

Well, it was a good thing I have a car,

because she was really struggling in those shoes.

Mm.

Mm.

Marge, I want every one of her books.

I need to know everything there is to know

about that woman.

It's been a while

since someone made my heart skip a beat like that.

Great.

And you, you got the lucky geography.

Right next door.

I don't know her very well,

but she certainly seems...

I know.

Really great.

Not often you meet a woman like that in Mitford.

Aren't you going back to Atlanta?

Once I sell my father's properties, yes,

but there's a lot of real estate I need to sell.

May just keep me here as long as she is.

Huh. Well...

she is here to work.

Well, so am I.

We're kindred spirits.

What are the odds of that happening, huh?

Oh, I need to show a property across the street right now,

so I'll be back to pick up the books later.

Okay.

I've got to read them all before I take Cynthia to dinner

at the country club tomorrow night.

She's going out with you?

Well, she doesn't know it yet,

but she will.

[doorbell chimes]

Morning.

Morning!

Now, you mind Father Tim, and I'll see you tonight, 'Kay?

I want to come with you.

Dooley, we've been over this.

Now come on.

[car door shuts]

Aw...

I got him, I got him.

Who's a good boy?

Hey, Dooley,

I made up those flyers I was telling you about,

to try and find Barnabas's owner.

What do you say we put them up?

If we find his owner, would you have to give him back?

I would, I would.

That's what he would want.

How do you know?

I told you. I speak dog.

You're weird.

Maybe so, but I am bilingual.

Hey.

[Cynthia sighs]

[phone rings]

Cynthia! Hi.

It's Jack Emery.

Hi, Jack.

Thanks again for the ride the other night.

Those shoes were not my best judgment call.

[chuckles]

Well, we live and we learn, right?

I'm just happy I showed up when I did.

Tell me about it.

Listen, the reason I'm calling is...

I want to take you to dinner.

Tomorrow night, at the country club.

Best spaghetti bolognese on the planet.

They've got articles written about it.

Wow, that sounds amazing!

Thank you so much, Jack!

Um...

you know, I am kind of on a roll here,

and I've got so much work to do.

Maybe another time?

I completely understand.

Work is important.

Another time.

Oh, well.

Thanks again, Jack.

Ow!

Ow!

Oh, buddy!

Are you okay?

Oh, man, that's a nasty little scrape there.

I'll grab my first-aid kit.

All right, you come with me.

I'll help you up.

Let's go sit down.

Take it easy. Oh, that's too bad.

It's okay if I take a look at it?

I'm Cynthia, your neighbor. What's your name?

Dooley.

Well...

you know what?

That doesn't look so bad.

You might live.

[laughs]

This might sting just a little.

Ow!

Ow!

Look how brave you are.

Do you know what bravery calls for?

A reward.

How about some lemonade?

Okay.

Wow, that's it.

Here we are.

You have more books here than the library.

Most of them were my uncle's books.

He loved books.

How did you know that?

I've borrowed most of these.

He was very generous with his books.

You liked him.

Everyone liked Frank,

and maybe that's why the town has taken to you so quickly.

Either that,

or they look at me like I'm some sort of alien form.

You know, we have met other city people before.

You're not our first,

and they have taken to you, trust me.

Marge, Hal...

Jack.

Maybe it's the familial link.

You know, my uncle really encouraged me to read,

and that led to my writing.

How's that going?

Great.

I know you're not asking for advice,

and I certainly wouldn't give you any,

but sometimes,

when you focus so hard on what's not working,

you can actually make the block worse.

Dooley!

Violet's letting you pet her.

She never lets anybody pet her,

except for me, and I feed her.

She likes you.

Well, I made two friends today...

Violet and you.

Here you go, Dooley.

Your grandfather's going to be here soon, okay?

Thanks for the un-advice.

I wouldn't dream of giving you any,

and you're welcome.

Hi!

Hi, Marge!

I'm looking for a book for a 10-year-old boy.

10-year-old boy...

I know just the one.

Ta-dah!

Narnia!

You are the Book Whisperer, Marge.

I've always been a book worm,

and I am saving a spot for your next book,

right here.

Oh...

well, you might be waiting a while.

I mean, these things take time to be published.

Little writer's block?

No secrets in Mitford.

Not a one.

Look, I don't mean to be nosy,

but I personally don't think there's such a thing

as writer's block.

I think it's all there, it's just hiding, you know?

I think the best thing for writer's block

is a completely unrelated activity.

Like gardening.

Or dinner...

with a handsome man...

with someone that some may call

the most eligible bachelor in Mitford.

That's not the direction I was going in at all.

Well, maybe it should be.

I don't know.

It's been a long time since I've been on a date.

Well, I think it's the perfect activity

for taking your mind off that book.

Just try something new and different.

Step off that ledge,

and break through that block.

You know what?

You're right.

I'm going to do it.

I'm going to call up Jack Emery

and tell him I'll have dinner with him.

Thank you, Marge.

I was talking about Father Tim, so...

Thank you.

[phone vibrates]

So then I moved to Atlanta permanently

and I switched

to commercial real estate.

[phone vibrates again]

I mean, I'd sold just about every property

in Mitford anyway.

You can answer it.

No, you know what?

They can wait.

[phone stops]

People aren't nearly present enough nowadays,

and when you're sitting across from such a beautiful woman,

that's where your attention should be.

So you said that you're only here

until the house is sold?

Pretty much.

I need a good realtor, if you could recommend one.

Well, I actually know a great one...

me.

Now, I don't really do residential anymore,

but I still have my license,

so I could do it for you.

Oh, thank you.

Well, it's important to be guided

by someone you can trust.

So when do you want to list it?

In about a month.

That's, uh... that's soon.

You getting sick of old Mitford already?

No...

actually, not at all.

It's just...

I came hereto write my book,

and I've got to get back to my real life.

I know what you mean. Me, too.

So...

what is your real life like in Atlanta?

It's good.

I mean, it could be better.

After my divorce, I, uh...

I threw myself into my work.

It was a necessary distraction...

but now that I'm three years away from it,

I feel like I want more again.

Yeah, well...

I'm only one year away,

so I guess I have something to look forward to.

It gets better. Trust me

I know.

Every day...

but I appreciate you saying it.

You're welcome.

One thing I'll say Mitford did get right, though...

it introduced us.

[glasses clink]

Thanks for dinner.

I was hoping it was the first of many.

[barking]

Barnabas! No, no, no, no, no! You are so grounded!

Guys, I am so sorry.

I apologize.

I opened the door, and he just bolted right out,

and I couldn't stop him 'cause I had these in my hands.

I...

Jack.

Tim.

These are from Barnabas.

He is eternally sorry and begs for your forgiveness.

Well, Barnabas, you are eternally forgiven.

[laughs]

Okay, all right. Let's go.

Let's go, big guy. Let's go. Here we go!

We're going on our walk. Come on.

[Barnabas whines]

Okay, come on. Let's go. Come on.

Sorry.

Good night.

Good night.

Uh, sorry.

-Good night. -Good night, Jack.

All right, Barnabas, this walk was your idea!

Come on!

Um...

well, either you come for a walk with us,

or Barnabas is going to be living with you from now on.

Sure, I'll come.

Yeah?

Boots or sneakers?

Boots.

Boots it is.

See, I'm adapting.

Barnabas!

What're you doing?

What're you doing, man?

Well, I'm sorry if I ruined your date.

Oh, you didn't.

Maybe Barnabas did,

but the azaleas make up for it.

So how was it?

It was good.

I just couldn't get my mind off my book,

or the lack thereof.

My deadline is less than a month.

So, what did you do if that happened in the past?

Well, the thing is, it never used to happen.

If I felt like I was going in the wrong direction,

I would just talk to my ex.

I had someone to bounce ideas off of,

someone to help me get back on track.

And now?

Well, I guess he's sharing his creative energy

with his new wife.

Have you ever been married?

I've been engaged, but it didn't work out.

Well, at least you had the good sense

to back out before you made a big mistake.

Actually, I didn't.

She did.

Oh... I'm sorry.

No, she couldn't see herself

as the pastor's wife.

It's...

it's a different sort of path.

I mean, I think giving back

is one of the most rewarding experiences

anyone could ever have,

but she didn't really seethe benefits like I did...

and plus, I couldn't share everything with her

because of the confidentiality aspect,

so...

it's not for everyone.

Well, tell that to the women of this town.

They don't seem to mind your occupation.

[chuckles]

I'm sure that was a really difficult time.

Well, my father always used to say

that the only way to truly get over a broken heart

is to find love again.

So what you're saying is,

it's going to be a while before I finish my book?

[chuckles]

[knocks]

Cynthia.

Hi!

Hi.

I, um, wanted to thank you again

for the azalea.

Oh, it's the least that we could do,

and by "we," I mean Barnabas.

[laughs]

And I picked up something for Dooley...

some books that I thought he might like.

Oh, that's very sweet of you.

Thank you!

Russell's going to drop him over here

in a little bit.

I was thinking we could do something, but...

Oh, yeah, I'd love to talk later,

but right now, I've got company.

Yeah, I'm sorry. I didn't mean to intrude.

No, it's fine!

Thank you for thinking of Dooley.

Yeah.

Bye.

Hi!

Hi!

How are you feeling?

Oh, all right.

Hal and I have been to the hospital

three times now.

Braxton Hicks.

Oh, how did Dooley like the books?

I don't know yet.

I gave them to Tim. Dooley wasn't there yet.

Tim had company, so we didn't really talk.

A very pretty woman.

Well, who was she?

I don't know. I've never seen her before,

but he can have a woman over

without us prying into his business.

Right, of course, but he didn't introduce you?

That's odd.

That's what I thought.

Not that it bothered me,

but, you know, normally, when someone is there

and someone else walks up...

Right, that's strange.

Well, it doesn't matter. It's none of our business.

Right, none of our business...

but I'll find out who she is, anyway.

[laughing]

That is so strange!

The flyers are all gone.

Hmm. That is weird.

Come on, Barnabas! Let's go!

Or maybe they didn't just disappear after all.

I've been wanting to read these.

You should probably thank Cynthia.

Is she your girlfriend?

No, she's my neighbor.

Why do you ask?

'Cause when I'm friends with a girl,

that's what grown-ups ask me.

[laughs]

Fair enough, but no.

She's just a friend.

Mm.

Hello, Barnabas! Hello, buddy.

Ah, there you are!

Good morning!

What do you have there?

Just try it.

Mm...

A caramel macchiato!

I have been staring at a blank piece of paper

all morning.

This is just what I need to get some words written.

Where did you get it?

I made it.

I bought an espresso machine for my dad,

but he's a purist.

Plain old black coffee guy.

Boring.

Yeah, I know, so basically,

it's now for me when I'm here.

You know what they say...

you can take the boy away from the city,

but you can't take the macchiato away from the boy.

I'm indebted to you.

I like to see you smile.

Now...

show me this house I'm going to sell for you.

So...

what do you think?

It's perfection.

Really?

You're not going to give me a whole to-do list

to get the house ready to sell?

No, no, it's fine.

You know, people just look at a house

for its bones.

Most want to gut it, renovate it,

and make it their own.

Gut it?

Yeah, for the most part.

Might want to clean up that garden, though.

It's a good selling point.

I know just the right guy.

I want this transaction

to be perfect and effortless for you.

I know this was your uncle's house,

and I know what it meant to him,

so let's do right by him.

Thank you.

[sneezes]

Oh, God bless!

[sneezes]

And again, and again.

[sneezes]

Are you okay?

I'm sorry. I was fine when I came in.

Do you have a pet?

Yes...

Oh, Jack, I didn't know you had allergies.

You have a cat?

Oh, dear.

Is this going to be a problem

for selling the house?

No, no...

I will take an antihistamine, but right now...

right now, I have to go.

Okay.

[sneezes]

Jack?

Tim.

-Allergies. -Cats.

Oh, that's too bad.

We'll put you on the prayer chain.

Oh, no, I'm... oh, it's okay. I'm fine, thanks.

Well, the garden at the church is bursting with these,

and I thought you might like them.

Wow, they are beautiful. Aren't they, Jack?

Yeah, beautiful.

Listen, I'm sorry, I was going to take you to lunch,

but I've got to go.

Oh, no, that's okay. We'll do it another time.

You take care of yourself.

Sure.

I love cats.

Careful!

Thank you.

That's so sweet.

That's so kind of you to come over here.

Traffic was okay?

I'll see you at the church.

Busy at your place.

Looks like a three-casserole day.

[laughs]

You checking up on me?

Some things are hard to miss.

You need a tuna casserole? Because I've got, like, seven.

[laughing]

I didn't know you paint.

Yeah.

I do all my illustrations.

I felt, since the words weren't coming,

I would start this way

and... see what happens.

Well, your blending technique is so beautiful.

Am I being annoying right now,

watching you paint over your shoulder?

Not at all.

You're a woman of many talents.

Well, unfortunately,

some of them are sleeping right now.

I could help you bounce around some ideas, if you want.

That's the problem.

I, uh...

don't know where to begin.

It's like he left and, uh...

took my creativity with him.

He isn't what made you a good writer.

You can write just as well with or without him.

You are a smart, kind, talented woman,

and whether he's there or not, that doesn't change any of that.

Thank you, Father Tim.

You can just call me Tim...

and now,

in a strange role reversal kind of way,

I'd love to get your advice on something.

Sure. Anything.

Great, come with me. I'll drive.

Where to?

The church.

Okay... but we're walking,

because I'm not getting on that scooter thing.

[laughs]

And originally,

it was just that front part there,

just the white, the chapel,

and over the years, we just sort of added on...

[car honks horn]

Hey!

Hey, you two.

Hello!

Hi there!

Nice day for a little walk.

Well, it wasn't so much a walk

as it was a rejection of a scooter.

Well, you've seen him drive.

Everyone has seen him drive.

[laughs]

I'm so glad I ran into you both.

Hal and I want to have everyone over to the farm

for Labor Day,

one final summer picnic

before the real labor day descends upon us.

Sounds like fun.

I think Russell's got to work,

but Dooley and I will be there.

And I can bring macaroni and cheese and bacon.

Ugh, I'm so over that.

Just ice cream, 24-7.

Got it. That's easy.

With chocolate sauce.

And sprinkles? You got that?

Yeah!

Okay! We'll see you then.

Okay!

Drive safe.

Thanks. Take care, you two.

[car door shuts]

The original pastor of this church

painted both of these.

They're actually over a hundred years old,

and I've been wanting to restore them

for some time now,

but I wanted to make sure I did it right.

They're incredible, Tim.

So what do you think it'll take?

A conservation varnish over the original artwork

will protect it,

but then you need to come in

and delicately paint over it.

Hmm.

So I guess any old guy could do it then, right?

Sure.

Yeah.

I can do it.

You, no...

I can't ask that of you! You've got your book.

No, I want to.

It's good to give back,

and my right brain could use the distraction.

I'll paint all day and write all night.

Well...

that does sound like the perfect balance.

I mean, we could pay you a little bit.

Oh, I wouldn't dream of it.

I want to do it, for Mitford.

Father Tim!

Here's the altar arrangement for Sunday.

I added lilies, your favorite.

Very nice, Sally.

Cynthia has offered

to restore our paintings.

Isn't that great?

Great.

Um... it is Episcopalian art, though.

Might not be her specialty?

Are you Episcopalian?

Actually, I am.

I'm sure, even if she was Protestant,

it would probably be fine,

but it's a good thing that we don't have to convert you.

Let me get some pictures

so that I can color match the paints.

Great.

Aren't we lucky?

So lucky.

[cell phone rings]

Father Tim Kavanaugh.

Oh, no...

Yeah, absolutely.

I will be right there.

I'm on my way.

Russell Jacks is at Dr. Harper's office.

He's taken a really bad fall.

Oh, well, let me come with you

in case you need help with Dooley.

Okay, thank you.

We're waiting for the ambulance

to take him to the hospital in Wesley.

No, no, I can't go to Wesley.

Somebody has to pick up Dooley from the neighbors, and...

Russell?

I can do all of that.

You're going to be fine, Russell, and so is Dooley.

I'm fine now.

Doc, you just tell me where to sign,

and I'll get out of your hair.

I don't need surgery...

Russell, you need surgery.

But who's going to watch Dooley?

You've been so good to him already.

I can't ask you to take him in.

You don't have to ask because I just offered.

I don't know

how I'll ever be able to thank you.

You just focus on getting better.

We'll take care of Dooley... together.

You're going to be fine.

Thank you.

[doorbell rings]

Come on in! It's open.

-Hi! -Hi!

I brought the cake.

Great.

Boy, it smells good in here.

Ancient family recipe. It's a secret.

Goes back decades.

[whispers]Frozen pizza.

My lips are sealed.

Where's Dooley?

He says he doesn't want to come out for dinner.

Poor guy.

I mean, first, his parents leave,

and now he's stuck with virtual strangers.

Well, he has to eat.

I know.

You know...

I think I have an idea to cheer him up.

I'll just have to run out...

Okay.

I'm going to leave the cake.

I'll be right back.

Okay.

Dooley, it's time for dinner!

Not hungry.

There's somebody hereto see you.

Welcome to your indoor picnic!

Wow...

[barks]

Mm.

Where's my drink? I'm in.

Cheers!

Boom!

You take it.

Whoa...

Yeah!

Oh, you got that one! Yeah!

[laughing]

[barks]

And remember,

if you need anything at all, I'm right upstairs, okay?

'Kay.

All right, let's go, Barnabas.

Wait, can he stay?

He told me he wanted to have a sleep over.

I forgot to tell you,

I speak dog now, too.

Okay, then.

Good night, Dooley.

Night, Ms. Coppersmith.

Good night, you two.

Thank you for helping out with Dooley.

I think he's really starting to open up.

Well,

he doesn't know where he belongs right now.

I can relate.

I know where you belong...

in front of a computer, writing your book.

[laughs]

Well, I did get a title. It's a start.

What? You didn't tell me that.

That's big progress.

Yeah, I got it last night,

you know, before all this stuff with Dooley.

And are you going to share it?

Because you know, I happen to be a big fan of Violet's.

Um... not yet.

Aw, you're going to make me wait?

Yes.

Well...

good night, Tim.

Good night, Cynthia.

[phone rings]

Hello, James.

Tell me you're almost done.

I need those pages,

and I needed them yesterday, Cynthia.

I still have time.

Yeah, but it's getting shorter.

I'm making progress...

a little.

Look, I don't mean to put added pressure on you,

but if you miss this deadline, they're going to drop you.

No more Violet the Cat.

The publisher's breathing down my neck,

and I can only protect you for so long.

I know, James.

I'll get it done.

All right.

[meows]

Don't you listen to him, Violet.

Can I please have a bottle of fizzy water?

Sure.

You sleep all right?

Yep.

Could you open it for me?

Absolutely.

Hey!

Ha ha, gotcha!

Come on, Barnabas!

Let's go.

Nice one, Dooley.

And there was club soda literally all over my shirt.

What I'm wearing is the second shirt of the day.

Well, you have to admit, it's a pretty clever trick.

Where is he?

I want to tell him I'm impressed.

He's helping Sally in the office.

Man, Russell warned me.

He said he could be a little prankster.

Well, you know, you're going to have to get him back.

I don't know any pranks.

I might be able to help you with that.

You know some pranks?

Are there any limits to your talents?

No. They're infinite.

[chuckles]

Well, these are coming along so nicely.

Yeah, and I'll be able to finish

before I leave.

And when is that, exactly?

Well, when I sell the house...

but first things first.

I have got to get that garden together.

Yeah, and write a book sometime in there.

Yeah, that too...

but you know,

this has been very meditative.

It's helped.

I've always found them very powerful.

Makes me remember

why I decided to become a priest.

Why is that?

I lost my father when I was a kid,

and I became very shut down,

and it was this place, this church,

that brought me back.

Everyone here rallied around me.

My mother and I realized that family isn't only blood.

It's community. It's congregation,

and I knew that I needed to be that for people,

the same way that they saved me.

Just like what you're doing for Dooley.

Something like that, yeah.

In this life,

we're always searching for where we belong,

but one day, it became very clear to me,

that I belonged up there, on that altar,

boring people to tears every Sunday.

I am sure you're not that boring.

Oh, I am.

Well, we'll just have to see about that.

Yeah?

So you'll come on Sunday?

Yeah.

And you will stay awake?

Well, no promises there.

I'll take it.

[phone rings]

Oh...

Sorry.

No, go ahead.

Hi, Jack!

Yeah, yeah, I can talk.

I'm fine. How are you?

Why did you have me change my shirt?

The other one was fine.

Thought you'd want to look nice.

Why?

For dinner. I made it...

sort of.

I heated up some stuff from one of the church women.

It smells good.

Oh, by the way,

Mrs. Coppersmith is coming over for dinner.

How did that happen?

You invited her.

Look at your texts.

But I didn't send this text.

That's weird.

Your phone sure says you did.

[doorbell rings]

You should get that.

It's your guest.

Don't worry about me. I already ate.

Oh, casserole's in the microwave.

Hi.

It seems we've been set up.

This is nice.

Thank you, Dooley.

You're welcome.

Everyone's a matchmaker around here.

Well, I am sure

there are no shortage of women in town

who are happily vying for the title

of Mrs. Father Tim Kavanaugh.

But like I said,

she's not in Mitford.

You're telling me there isn't one woman

who has remotely piqued your interest?

Well, there's a certain... thing,

and I felt it once, with my ex-fiancée,

and that is the criteria,

and you can't settle for less.

Yeah.

I know that feeling...

and once you've had it,

you just can't lower your standards.

It makes everything harder.

Yes, it does.

Is that what you're looking for with Jack?

Oh, no.

I don't mean to pry. It's none of my business.

Oh, no, he's selling my uncle's house,

and he's friendly.

He makes a great cup of coffee...

[chuckles]

But that's... that's all.

I mean...

how can I start a relationship here

when I'm going to be leaving so soon?

You're right. Wouldn't make any sense.

And a couple more things before we go.

Russell Jacks, unfortunately, is still in the hospital,

so please add him to your prayer chains, okay?

And on a happier note,

Mrs. Sloane is feeling a whole lot better.

She thanks the entire congregation

for the flowers, for the good thoughts.

Clearly, your prayers are making a difference,

so keep it up, everyone...

and I'd also like to thank Ms. Cynthia Coppersmith

for taking the time

to restore our treasured paintings.

Means so much to everyone here. Thank you so much, Cynthia.

[congregation applauds]

Really?

Okay.

[laughs]

Whoo!

Ah...

[exhales]That was great!

That's not your first time, is it?

No, good job!

Whoo!

And...

Oh, no way.

You have got to be kidding me.

Your caramel macchiato.

Again!

How am I ever going to repay you?

No repayment necessary.

I care about my clients.

I care about you.

Listen, I've got to show that building on Main,

but just to recap the plan,

we've got azaleas in the back,

roses around the edges.

Peonies and delphiniums are, uh...

In the center.

Oh, right.

And then we will have restored my uncle's garden

to its former glory.

Well, I'll get my guy on it right away.

You know, I already have a young couple from Wesley

interested in looking at it.

Already?

Mm-hmm.

I don't think I'm ready.

I've got your back, Cynthia.

I promise...

I will take care of you.

[car engine starts]

-Jack. -Tim.

What are you drinking?

A caramel macchiato.

Is that English?

It's Italian.

When did coffee get so fancy?

When they started charging $6.00 for it.

Yeah.

Hey, we came up with a master plan

to restore my uncle's garden.

Great.

Show me?

Sure!

And then, roses around the perimeter.

Frank would've loved that.

I can help you prep it.

Well, thank you.

I really want to do right by him.

He encouraged my writing.

I wrote my first book in the garden.

It was called "The Unicorn Princess."

It was about a lost butterfly.

Clearly, my narrative skills have improved with time.

But you haven't been back much over the years.

He came to all my book signings.

Always in the front row.

It's not every day

you get a best-selling author in the family.

They weren't always.

My first two weren't successful,

and then I gave Violet magical powers

to help children solve their problems,

and... everything clicked.

If only we all had a magical cat.

Right.

My marriage was struggling,

and I didn't know how to fix it.

So you gave Violet the power

to fix problems that you couldn't.

Something like that,

but now, everything has to be a best seller.

You can't please all the people all the time.

You've got to write what speaks to you

because that's when your voice is the most powerful.

At least, that's what I hope for

when I write my sermons.

Well, it's working

because you're very well-received.

As are your books.

We just write what moves us,

and hopefully, our passion comes through for others.

Passion.

That's what I'm missing.

I think I've lost my passion.

Well, we all do from time to time,

but you can get it back.

[car approaches]

I didn't realize what time it is.

I'm... I'm sorry, I've got a...

No, go ahead. It's fine.

Okay. See you.

Nice talking to you.

Good morning, Dooley.

Hi.

Got your cereal there on the counter.

Help yourself.

Thank you.

[laughs]

I gotcha!

And it was frozen!

The whole bowl.

Wow, you really stepped up your game.

I'm impressed.

Thank you.

I mean, I can't take all the credit

because I found it online,

but I got him good.

Dooley, are you excited to see your grandpa?

Yeah.

I mean, I love being with Barnabas,

but I miss my grandpa.

I know everything feels upside-down,

but that's just for now.

Yeah, you'll be together in no time.

Nope, he can't see him.

No exceptions.

You need to be 12to come into this unit.

Sorry.

I don't make the rules, but I have to follow them.

But it's his grandfather.

It's his only family.

See, the thing is,

his parents are away in the military.

You can't bend the rules just a little bit?

Sorry, Tim, but you tell him

that Russell is improving every single day.

He'll be home soon.

He even took a walk by himself

to the garden yesterday.

So he can leave the unit.

For a short period of time, yes.

I have an idea.

I'm right there with you.

Dooley![laughs]

Thank you, Dr. Harper.

I haven't seen him this happy in a while.

Well, technically, we haven't broken any rules.

I mean...

they are outside the hospital...

and yeah, this'll do 'em both some good.

Family always does.

You guys'll have him back in 10, though, right?

You got it, doc.

Thanks.

Yes, what else?

Thanks for taking me to see Grandpa.

Can we do it again?

Sure we can.

Good night, you two.

No, you're staying right there.

Good night.

Good night.

Good night, Barnabas.

This hat is way too small for me.

That's mine!

Oh! Really?

You have a big head.

Ha! That means I've got a big brain.

That jacket looks great on you.

The women in this town are not going to know

what to do with this Dapper Dan.

Hmm, well, thank you for helping me pick it out.

I've been needing one for a while.

You look like a new man.

[steady typing]

[pauses]

It's happening, Violet.

Your magic is helping someone else.

Hello?

Hey!

Hey!

Wow...

What?

You look...

not like a priest.

[chuckles]

Well, today, I'm a carpenter.

Feel like I'm always fixing things around here.

One time, in a sermon,

I hit the lectern so hard, that it broke.

I bet you that woke up the people in the back pew.

Sadly... it did not.

[chuckles]So, uh...

are you working here all day?

I am.

I got a lot done this morning, so I'm all good.

Oh, good.

Great.

Um...

do you think maybe that you could lock up for me?

Because I've got an appointment that I need to get to.

Sure, I can do that.

Yeah?

I'll just leave the keys in the office, okay?

Okay.

Hey, Hal!

Hey.

Listen,

thanks for letting me use it, man.

Yeah, what's it for, anyway?

Oh, a surprise for Cynthia.

You like this girl.

Just trying to be a good neighbor.

Thanks, Hal!

Jack!

Oh, my gosh!

This is incredible!

I knew you said you had a guy

that was going to do this,

but I thought I would have to help!

What an unbelievable surprise.

Oh, I didn't really, uh...

You got everything.

How am I ever going to thank you?

You don't have to thank me...

You know, this is better

than I could've ever imagined.

Oh...

Tim!

Did you see what Jack did?

The garden's been transformed.

What Jack did?

Yeah, well, I mean... Tim helped.

You did?

Oh...

Tim, that is so sweet.

Thank you so much.

This is the kindest thing

that anyone has ever done for me.

That's very kind.

I mean, I want to give Tim credit

where credit is due.

No, no, no.

No, thank you,

but you really seem to have it under control,

so I will, um...

I'll let you finish.

And I'm more than happy to help you.

Oh!

Yeah. Thank you, Jack Emery. Gosh.

I have the most beautiful garden in Mitford!

[sighs in satisfaction]

I'm done, Violet...

and if I may toot my own horn,

it's pretty darn good.

[knocking]

Coming!

Hey!

Please tell me you're awake.

I was awake,

and nothing is waking Dooley up.

Come on in.

I have news,

and I wanted to tell you first.

An honor I do not take lightly.

I finished my book,

and I did it for me and nobody else but me...

oh, and Dooley.

You'll see.

This does call for a celebration.

Come on.

It's just sparkling apple juice,

in case Dooley was awake.

Oh, well, I'll save him some.

Tim...

I just wanted to say thank you...

for being such a good friend...

since I've been here.

A friend. Yeah...

because that's what friends do.

To honoring your own voice.

[glasses clinking]

Well, the sign is up.

So soon?

Well, you finished your book.

Isn't that what you were waiting for?

I guess.

Hey, I'm doing a deal in Boston.

I'm going to be there in two weeks.

This isn't the end.

I just had to put the sign up now

because I've got a conference call

in an hour,

but I'll see you later?

Oh, I can't.

I'm going to the Labor Day party

at Hal and Marge's.

Okay, then I'll have to show the house without you.

Show the house?

It's not listed.

Okay, so maybe I went ahead and listed it,

but just to get a jump on the market,

and I told everyone we wouldn't show it

until you're ready, all right?

Okay. I'll leave you the key.

All right.

Hi!

Hi!

There are the jeans.

Well, you said it was a picnic,

so I wore my picnic clothes.

-This place is beautiful! -Isn't it?

I'll show you around.

Sure. Thank you.

Oh, hey, Tim,

I found out

that Barnabas's owner was an old man in Blackstock

who passed away.

Oh! That's too bad.

Does that mean Barnabas is ours...

I mean... yours for good?

I guess it does, and he is ours.

You come by and you play with him

any time you want, okay?

Hey.

I...

I took down those posters

to find Barnabas's owner.

I just... I didn't want him to leave.

Hmm.

You know, um,

telling the truth takes a lot of courage,

and a boy with courage

grows up to be a man with courage.

Come on.

This is the tire swing that I grew up with.

We brought it over from...

You have horses?

Yep.

You can ride one if you want.

Joker's pretty tame.

I don't know how.

I can teach you.

You ride?

Yeah.

I've got to keep a running list

of all your hidden talents.

I just can't keep up.

Come on, let's go ride.

You know, Dooley, riding a horse

is about building a bond of trust,

just like you have with Barnabas.

[Marge hums]

She's great with Dooley.

Oh, yeah.

She's great with everyone.

Grab hold of the horn.

There you go. Foot in there.

You got it.

Sure are going to miss her around here.

Yeah.

Hold this,

just like you're holding an ice-cream cone.

Now, I'm not going to let you fall,

but if you do fall, I'll catch you...

because that's what family does.

-Good job. -Thanks.

How's that feel, Dooley?

Who's going to catch you when you fall?

Oh, honey...

he's already fallen.

You ready to try it by yourself?

You look great!

Come on.

You got it! That was great!

Show us your belly. Come on.

Where's the ball? Where's the ball?

Baked or mashed?

I'm going to have baked for sure,

no doubt about it.

Why don't you tell her?

I know you want her to stay.

It doesn't matter.

She doesn't look at me that way.

Big city woman settling in a small town

to become a pastor's wife?

That story has been told before,

and it didn't have a happy ending.

You'll never know unless you give her a chance.

Take a leap.

It's what you're always telling us to do.

Come on, come on!

Come on, everyone.

Bed time, Dooley.

Thanks for teaching me how to ride today.

Oh, you're welcome! You did great.

All right.

You go brush your teeth, okay?

I'll be therein a second.

Come on, Barnabas.

I'm going to miss that kid.

Aw, he's going to miss you, too.

A lot of us are.

Well, you've all become very special to me, too.

I understand why my uncle didn't move away.

It's hard to leave.

But you're still going to.

Well, Jack has a few offers on the house.

I don't know.

Cynthia...

[phone rings]

I'm sorry.

Sorry. Um, what were you saying?

Nah, it's not important. You go ahead, take the call.

It can wait.

I'll ask you another time.

Okay, I'll see you later.

Okay. All right.

Hi, Jack...

[phone rings]

Hi, James.

Cynthia Coppersmith,

it's the best thing you've ever written, hands down.

Now, we have press and promotion to plan,

not to mention

they want four more Violet books after this one.

That is incredible.

It's almost like...

you found your voice.

It's unlike any of the others.

I can't quite put my finger on it...

but you were right.

The change of pace is just what you needed.

Now, when are you coming home?

I want to sit down and craft a plan.

I'm not sure.

Well, figure it out,

because Cynthia Coppersmith is back

and better than ever.

Thanks, James.

Hi!

Hi!

What do you have there?

Ice cream.

We have to celebrate.

My editor loved my book,

and they signed me for four more.

I'm so happy for you. You deserve this.

And you deserve this ice cream.

No, really, Tim,

I don't think I could've done it without you.

Well, then I'll take that gratitude

with chocolate sauce and sprinkles.

Come on.

My uncle was wise to come to you for counsel.

All your parishioners are.

You have a gift.

Thank you.

Is that what you are? A... a parishioner?

Well... that, and a friend.

I wish I could repay you.

No need. That's the job I signed on for.

I can't wait to read your book.

Do you want to hear some?

I would love that.

"Young Dooley felt alone.

His parents were away, his grandfather was ill,

and he wasn't sure where he belonged.

Then in walked Violet, the magic cat,

and his whole life changed."

It's about Dooley.

And you...

the kind priest who comes in

and saves us all.

Russell, Dooley...

Barnabas... me...

but you'll have to wait until it's published

to read the rest.

Well, I can't wait.

So...

how much longer for the paintings, you think?

I'll finish the last section today,

and then I'll be out of your hair.

I'm sure it'll be a welcome change

to be rid of your nosy neighbor

watching all the comings and goings of your house.

There aren't that many,

other than the occasional casserole being dropped off.

Yeah, and the...

I don't know who she is. The...

your girlfriend.

Why would you think I had a girlfriend?

Well, the pretty, mysterious woman that comes by.

I've never seen her around town, so I just assumed.

Oh...

I can't really say too much about that.

I don't mean to be evasive.

But she's not...

No, she's not.

- Tim, uh... - There you are!

I've been looking for you.

Why aren't you answering your phone?

Oh, I'm sorry.

I've been busy painting all morning.

Tim.

Anyway, good news.

I've got a buyer for the house.

We had multiple offers. Over-asking.

There's no way you can turn that down.

This will truly honor your uncle's memory.

So...[claps]

that's that.

Yeah.

That's that.

Hey, Hal.

Hey!

The patient is ready for his shots.

There's my boy.

There he is.

You know, I'm so glad he decided to adopt you.

You two are a good pair.

I guess we are stuck with each other, hey, buddy?

Just you and me, Barnabas.

Only you two?

Well, and Dooley, of course.

No one else?

She sold her house, Hal.

She's going back to Boston.

And you're just going to let her.

Let her?

What am I supposed to do?

Well, for a start, you could tell her how you feel,

ask her how she feels.

She's told me how she feels several times.

I'm a friend, and I've offered good counsel...

and like I said, this story has been told before.

Well, then you need to rewrite the ending.

Are you a vet or a therapist?

Well, you're not the only one around here

who gets to tell people what to do.

Tim, if I've learned anything from you

over the years,

it's...

you've got to have a little faith.

Come on, you.

Let's go.

These shelves are going to look so empty

without all his books.

[meows]

I know, Violet.

I'm having a hard time packing up, too.

I've got these old clubs.

We could just hit balls.

You could, um...

but I probably wouldn't recommend it...

-Hi! -Hey there.

Hey!

I brought macaroni and cheese with bacon, homemade,

so it's probably terrible.

But it's the thought that counts.

Russell, you look great.

I feel great.

I'm just glad to be at home again

with this guy.

But we'll still spend lots of time together, right?

You, me, and Barnabas.

And Ms. Coppersmith.

Of course! For as long as I'm still here.

Can't thank the two of you enough

for everything you've done.

My pleasure.

No problem at all.

Um...

Cynthia? Uh...

Go over and say thank you.

I just... whoa!

Hey!

Grandpa said I should say thank you.

[laughing warmly]

I'm going to go put this on the table.

Faith, my friend.

Faith.

So,

I found out who that woman is that's been visiting Tim.

Her name's Olivia Davenport,

and she is from Wesley.

That explains why I've never seen her around town.

Turns out

that she's just having marital problems,

and he's helping her talk it through,

just like he helps everyone...

one of the reasons

why he's our most eligible bachelor.

It looks like he's off the hook with Sally.

Well, good for Sally.

Every pot deserves its lid,

and I'm glad she has hers.

Every pot?

Well...

maybe I've already had my lid, and that's all I get.

I don't think that's true.

Look...

he's not interested in any of them.

Have you seen the way he looks at you?

It does always feel

like he wants to say something to me,

but he never does.

Maybe he will now.

Can I talk to you?

Father Tim,

can you come for dinner on Friday?

My niece from...

I'm sorry, Mrs. Shipley,

I'm not going to be able to do that.

Thank you, though.

Tim, what is it?

I'm going to follow my own advice,

and I am going to take a leap of faith.

Yes!

Sorry about that, bud.

Well...

I didn't get the girl,

but at least I got the deal.

Um...

I have to catch my breath.

I'm sorry. I'm...

So what happened? Tell me everything.

What's to tell, Marge? You saw what happened.

Yeah... everybody saw.

Right.

So...

have you seen him?

Not since yesterday.

Well, what are you going to do?

I don't know.

Well, how do you feel about him?

I just don't think we fit.

Why would you say that?

Well, he's a priest, and I'm me.

He is not looking for a saint.

He's looking for his person.

Besides, after everything he did for your garden...

You mean, what he and Jack did?

Look, Jack is really good at taking credit,

not so good at taking action.

The garden was all Tim?

All Tim.

Look, he is the whole package,

and you are his person.

Jack?

You can come pick up the sign. I'm not selling.

Look, there is no use in trying to give the hard sell.

I have made up my mind.

All right, Jack.

You take care.

So...

you closed escrow?

Oh...

no, I, uh...

I canceled escrow.

Looks like you're not getting rid of your nosy neighbor,

after all...

whose garden you redid...

by yourself.

You know about that?

Yeah, I know about that.

And you're not going home.

I am home.

It just took me a while to realize it.

I can't say I'm disappointed to hear that.

I am thankful...

and I apologize.

You apologize?

For what?

From the moment I got here, you saw me.

You made me feel like the woman I used to be.

I had closed up shop after my husband left,

and you opened it...

but for some reason,

I couldn't see you.

I mean, I did,

but as a priest,

and not as the incredible catch

that every woman in this town knows you are...

but I won't make that mistake again.

Well, you'd better not. I am a catch.

And you're caught.

So...

it's a beautiful day.

You want to go for a ride through our fair town?

I'm yours...

but I'm driving.

[chuckling]