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Gary, did you tell Quigley he could run
a tab?

Uh, yeah, I guess I did.

Why?

Because I can't seem to get him to pay
up.

Every time I mention it, he somehow
manages to get me off the subject.

He's an old guy. People like him. Just
let it slide.

If you think so.

How much does he owe?

$600.

$600? Is it that much now?

Oh, dear me. Dear you is right.

Ah, time passes.

People, drink, conversation.

Before you know it, you've stood someone
to a pint or two.

A pint or two?

I tell you what, Gary.

Why not pull us a couple of pints right
now? And we'll discuss this like shit.

No. No, now, no pints and no discussion.
Now, listen, Quigley, you're... I'm

cutting you off.

Cut off?

Oh, dear.

Oh, no.

Well, listen, Quigley, you leave me no
choice. I'm pardoning you, lad.

Cutting off a Quigley's, not a wise
thing to do, not a wise thing at all.

well, maybe not for you. Wasn't himself
my father cut off in a pub in Lakehurst,

New Jersey, back in the 30s. And you
know what happened only moments later,

almost overhead?

Lakehurst, New Jersey? The Hindenburg?

That's ridiculous. Now, let's... Oh,
that it were.

I myself was last cut off in a pub in
the late summer of 1969.

And for Chicagoans.

If ever there was a tragedy to be
avoided.

Now listen, you did not cost the 69 Cubs
a National League pennant. Of course

not me. The man who stopped me, Tam.

He invoked the Quigley curse.

The Quigley curse. There's no such thing
as a curse.

That's what he thought.

Let me tell you something. One year
you're cut off and nothing's going to

happen.

I get more of the newspaper.

Today, I'm out there saving people's
lives.

That's what I do.

Be careful today, Gary.

I'm always careful.

Well, there's nothing too dangerous in
the paper, is there?

No, it's just the usual.

Why? Why?

Well... Don't tell me you believe in the
Quigley curse.

Well, I'm not saying I do or I don't,
but... Look, both of us know Quigley

enough to know that he's full of...

And just because I won't let him drink
for free does not mean bad things are

going to happen.

Look, here's proof right here. What?
Well, a woman wins the lottery, and

Irish, just like Quigley. Well, that's
not really proof of anything, Gary.

It is proof. It's proof that curses and
good luck and bad luck and all that,

it's all nonsense.

If something is going to happen, it just
happens.

Unless you happen to get tomorrow's
newspaper today.

Yeah, yeah.

Look, I gotta go. I got a kid who's
gonna have a run -in with an L -train.

right. Good luck.

Whatever.

This has nothing to do with Quigley.

Uh, excuse me.

You don't suppose I could borrow a
dollar, do you?

I mean, if I could just borrow just one
dollar. Just one, uh... One, uh...

One for the lawsuit, please?

What? I don't know. I was going to say
numbers.

Excuse me. I need this dollar. I've got
to get up on the platform. It's an

emergency. If you want the dollar back,
you can go to McGinty's bar. The name is

Gary Hobson.

Gary Hobson.

Takes all kinds, I guess.

So what numbers do you want to play?

Well, none, I'm afraid.

That was my last dollar, you see.

You the manager?

I'm looking for Kate O 'Rourke.

O 'Rourke?

Yeah. I'll have to check the book.

People come, people go.

You a cop?

INS. Immigration and Naturalization
Service.

I know what INS is.

We don't take no illegals here, if
that's your angle.

I got trouble enough without the feds on
my back.

Well, then there shouldn't be any
problem letting me take a look at your

should there?

Good evening.

How'd it go today?

Oh, fine, fine.

Hmm. Even without your wallet?

You left it this morning on the desk.

Thank you.

Didn't need it, did you?

Yeah.

Just lucky, I suppose.

Excuse me, ma 'am.

You okay?

I'm fine, thank you.

You sound relaxed.

I am. In spite of Mr.

Quigley's warning, it's a very quiet
morning. No major catastrophes have

occurred.

Mr. Hudson?

Hello. Uh, Gary, please. This is
Marissa, my partner.

Hi.

Can't tell her off.

I'm very glad you stopped by. Look,
yesterday, I'm sorry.

Well, you see, I had to get up to that
platform. It was an emergency. I didn't

have my wallet.

I'm sure you don't want to hear about
that, but you want your money. I

understand.

Please, take this.

I hope it'll cover the inconvenience.

It's okay, really.

Please.

Another 900 ,000 and we'll call it even.

How's that?

It cost me a million dollars yesterday.

A what? That dollar you took. I was
going to use it to buy the lottery

The winning ticket.

Oh, no. Oh, yes.

Don't I have five brothers back in
Ireland, so don't I always pick the

five and aren't the rest of the numbers
their ages?

Yeah, really.

If it weren't for you, I'd be on Easy
Street right now. You've ruined me.

me, Kate.

But why didn't you just buy another
ticket with another dollar?

Because I don't have another dollar.

That's why I'm broke.

Don't do that. Don't do that. Please.

Here, please. Sit down.

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.

I just don't know what to do.

I'm sorry.

Well, I'll tell you what.

Whatever it is I can do, I'm going to
make it up to you. I promise.

How?

You're going to track me down for a
million dollars?

Yes, I'm not.

I'll tell you what.

Well, thank.

And... And is there anything I can do
for you right now that you need?

at all that you need right now I can
take care of?

How many more flights have you got?

Just the one.

It's not really caved at you, Gary,
hopefully.

Although I must admit, it's a pretty
nice thing you're doing.

Well, it's Gary, and it's my pleasure.

I try to get a job myself, you know.

But they're all about wanting
citizenship papers, and isn't that what

immigration people after me in the first
place?

You mean the INS?

I came over on tourist visa, but I spent
all my savings on the flight, so...

There's no one back home to help you
out?

No.

You know, it's a long story. Why don't
you come inside and I'll tell you about

it.

Karen? Oh.

This is himself.

Karen.

And who gave you the right to come into
my place without permission?

I'm your brother, Kate O 'Rourke, and
don't take that tone with me. I said I

don't have a tone, I lied, could you?
Well, then you'll be squawking all the

back to Ireland.

What if I'm going back?

Well, I'll not tolerate you staying here
and marrying an Englishman.

What if I'm getting married to anyone?

Sure, isn't that our mother's old
wedding dress, isn't it?

Sharon, who gave you the right to go
through my store? I gave myself the

and what of it? And as for you, Nigel...
Oh, put him down, you idiot, it's not

Nigel. What? I'm not Nigel.

Then who is he? Who are you? Gary. Gary.
Where's Nigel? I don't know. You don't

know? No.

Then who's Gary?

Here's the man I'm going to marry.

Him? Me?

Right.

Put him down, you great gob, so I can
make sure he's all right.

Now, you promised.

Anything to make up for my lot of...
Wait a second.

You notice anything about marriage?

Just play along till I can explain.

What's all the whispering about?

And where's that any of your business?

I'm talking to my intended.

Oh. Then what makes you think you're
good enough for my sister?

He's not English.

Well, that's a point in his favor.

And he owns a pub.

A pub?

Well, that's a horse of a different
color.

You own the whole place, do you, Gary?

Yeah, I own the whole thing.

We need to talk later.

You fancy a pint, Karen?

Am I not breathing?

You'll have one with me.

That's okay. I've got some things I
need. I was informing, not asking. Three

pints of Irish stout.

Put them correctly.

You got it.

Don't worry about ringing that up.

Oh, that's a lovely gesture that is,
Gary.

Tell me, how did you meet my sister?

It's all very sudden.

That's a very interesting story.

We met at a train stop.

We hit the door, simple as that.

Well, you come to find Nigel, and you
find the man who owns his own pub.

Forget about Nigel.

You know what? Talking about Nigel in
front of Gary, how do you think that

him feel? Oh, but Kate... Oh, stop it!

I've heard enough from you.

Well, maybe I should... Give her a
moment.

That's why I always preferred the
company of horses over women.

You don't know what either creature is
thinking, but at least you know a horse

will kick in the head.

Look. Here they are.

A toast.

Toast?

Toast.

Well, I'm not going to toast you until I
know you're worthy of my sister.

Cilantro.

Of course, this pub is a step in the
right direction.

I should go talk to your sister now.

Oh, yeah, go on. I'll take care of
things here.

Gary, I can't quite seem to figure out
what's wrong.

That idiot brother of mine is bogged up
in everything.

He's trying to stop me from finding
Nigel. I thought Nigel was out of the

picture. Oh, that's what I wanted him to
think.

Who's Nigel?

That's the man I'm going to marry.

That's why I came here.

Well, I'm sure Gary will help. I mean,
it's the least you can do, right, Gary?

You're going to help me find Nigel?

Well, I... Thank you.

Nigel is worth more to me than a hundred
letters.

Yeah, well...

Well, listen now.

How long am I going to have to be the
fiancé, though? Not long. As soon as

satisfied that you're suitable, Karen
will go home. And we'll tell him we want

long engagement.

You're sure that he'll go home? He has
to.

Then we'll find Nigel and I'll be out of
your hair.

So you don't know where Nigel is?

I know he has a research grant somewhere
in Chicago, but I'm not sure where

exactly. What kind of research?

He is an aquaculture technician.

He's a what?

He studies fish.

He came to Donegal to collect trout.

I always tried to own him the best in
the world, you know.

And I was hired to take him to the
streams.

You know, he's really a genius when it
comes to fish. I mean, you know, the

genetics and such.

My brother's kept me from seeing him
off, so I never got to find out how to

reach him here.

The only thing I could think of was the
phone book, and he's not in that, so I

went to all the fish places and the
aquariums and so on. Well, I'm sure Gary

think of something. Yeah, but right now,
though, I have some paperwork I have to

do. Paperwork? Yeah, some very serious
paperwork, so if you'll excuse me, I'll,

uh... Yeah.

Quick. Hey, Gary lad.

Listen, Quigley, I thought I told you...
Oh, it's on my cap, sure. This young

fella's been putting my pints on his
bill. I was a bit surprised to hear how

cheap you are, Gary, and you being a man
of means.

Cheap? It does give one pause.

Denying a kinsman his pleasure over a
simple debt.

Just can't know about this.

I don't have time for this. No time for
me about to become your father. No

offence, but I have business to take
care of.

I'll go with you, then.

Oh, no, no. Ah, you can learn a lot
about a fella by the way he does his

business. Hey, come along with us then.
No, no, this seat is just getting

comfortable. So, I'll play it to you
both.

You like dipping your nose in that
paper, don't you?

Oh, yeah, I like to read.

Everything in 30 seconds.

What are we stopping here for?

It's like we're on our way to a funeral.

Ah, that must be the poor widow.

Nathan, I'll be right back. Hey, where
are you going?

Well,

I've got to... I'll be right back. Hey!

Dear God!

There's them that say that all things
happen for a reason.

That we're fated to be where we are.

That it's all destiny.

And my destiny was to see that miracle
today.

Of Gary Hobson saving a widow, a priest,
and a beer truck.

And it was for me to realize that my
sister could find no better man on

Which is why I decided to stay right
here in the U .S. of A until they're

married. And I want to see them married
soon as possible.

You can't say I didn't warn you.

Don't worry, Gary.

He wants us married in a church. With
premarital counseling, that'll take

forever, months at least.

You're sure?

Oh, absolutely.

I've plenty of time to rule out of it.
Ah, the bridal capital.

Gary, I spoke to the priest, and in
light of your heroic action, not only

he marry you, but as far as he's
concerned, all premarital counseling is

Another miracle.

All we need to do is let him know which
math he can work us into.

Oh, look at you now. Is it you or me
who's getting married?

Who gave you the right to go arrange and
things? My darling sister, what bride

isn't a wee bit nervous before the
nuptial event?

To the bride!

Oh, good, that's a bad precedent.

Stay and drink to your heart's content.
Don't start with me quickly.

But I'm not the one who started
anything.

Am I not?

Oh, great.

Idiot. He persists and ruining
everything.

You know what I'm going to do? I'm going
to go out there and split his skull

with a bar stool.

Now listen, we're going to have to tell
him the truth.

Oh, yeah, that's a grand idea. That's
great. You know, that way I'll never

Nigel and you'll be murdered. And I'll
be back in Ireland, a woman whose

was denied her. Great.

You've got to do something, Gary.

Gary, I need a credit card number.

Credit card number.

Credit card.

Here you go.

What do you need a credit card number
for?

To make a plane reservation for our
great Aunt Mary Louise.

You called Mary Louise?

I did.

Grab the extension there and read them
your numbers.

It's only to confirm the reservation.

Oh, for pity's sake, Gary. Give them the
card. We've got work to do.

You go ahead. Take the card.

Better learn to do the little woman's
bidding.

Thanks.

What is it, Barry?

I think I just found Nigel. But how?

Well, does it really matter?

No. Well, then, come on. Let's go before
your brother fits me for a tuxedo.

Oh, Gary, lad.

Circumstances require we discuss me
time. Is this about you paying your

No. Well, then, forget about that.

There's only six seats available in
business class.

What about first class?

Oh, that's grand. I'll take all 14 of
them.

That's right.

For today.

McGinty's pub.

And don't ask for McGinty because I
don't know who he is.

My name, however, is Quigley. How may I
be of service to you?

Is Gary there?

No, I'm sorry.

Mr. Hopson is out running a few errands
with his fiancée.

Fiancée? Aye, a lovely girl. They've
only just now made arrangements for the

church.

Oh, they have?

Didn't waste much time, those two. Makes
you wonder, don't it?

Who should I say is calling?

His mother.

Gary's mother, is it? Well, a proud day
for you. This must be Mrs. Hobson.

Next time you talk to the dear boy,
would you be kind enough to put in a

for old Quigley?

We're looking for somebody.

Who? Nigel.

Nigel Anderson?

Yeah. Is he here? No, he's not here.

Do you know where he is?

Home. Well, where is that?

I can't tell you. This is very
important.

Please. I can't. I don't have his
address.

Well, don't you have a directory or
something? Hey, it's grad school.

No one tells me anything.

I'm late.

He'll be here tomorrow.

He'll be here tomorrow.

So you're coming with me tomorrow, then?
Sure will.

Just try and watch your temper, all
right?

Well, I'm not the one with the temper.

Then you're what?

Hey, O 'Rourke, that INS agent was
snooping around again, and I don't

it. Hey, look, take it easy, will you?
You take it easy.

You want to keep staying here? It's
going to cost another 25 a night.

That's extortion.

Hey, I ain't the illegal.

You know what? Let's get my things,
Gary. I'm not staying here another

You got plenty of room at McGinty's,
don't you, Gary?

Suit yourself.

morning, Gary.

How'd you get in here?

This is where I walk.

You mean you slept here?

With that goodness, I was here to open
the doors for all your new in -laws, eh?

Everyone.

It's himself, Gary Hobson.

Well, he's just let anyone into the
country, won't he?

All right, count down, everyone.

Have you all... introduce yourself to
Gary. Gary, here's Michael, Sean,

Thomas, Francis, Bridget, Siobhan.

We'll sort it out later. Let's have a
toast.

Get Gary a pint.

I don't want a pint. What?

It's 6 .30 in the morning.

Well, it's 12 .30 in Dublin.

All right.

We'd like to welcome Gary to our family
with an old Irish traditional toast.

Land without rent here.

Annual holiday in Spain here.

A child every year.

And may you die in Ireland.

It's lunch.

It just doesn't seem fair to be toasting
the groom without the bride present.

I'll go get her. Not so fast, Gary.

Great Aunt Mary Louise.

Next to bless each groom with a kiss.

Come on, Philip.

I've known his address, and he's been
going into work today.

How'd you get that? I kept my temper.

I told his secretary that I needed to
add to his Irish research and that it

really important that he got it quickly.

Well, we got a problem.

Yeah, I heard.

How many showed up?

Hundreds.

Is there a way out of here without
running into a single O 'Rourke?

There's a fire escape. It's old and it's
dangerous. Right, let's go. I'm right

behind you.

No, not yet.

I've dreamed about this moment for so
long that... Now that I'm here, I'm weak

in my knees.

All right, then.

Coming.

Major?

It's me, Kate.

Kate O 'Rourke from Donegal.

Kate! What are you doing here?

Who is it, hon?

Some friends from Ireland.

Oh!

Well, invite them in, for goodness sake.

I'm Alison, Nigel's wife.

No, you're not. I am.

I'm just a big -eyed bog -totter from
County Donovan.

Look, you couldn't have known the guy
was married. He took advantage of you.

sure he made a lot of promises he
couldn't keep to you.

Didn't he?

Well... What did he do?

He smiled at me.

He smiled?

Yeah, all day long.

And he wasn't wearing a ring either, I
can tell you that, Gary Hobson.

Of course, that could have been because
we were handling fish all day.

Anyway, he said I was the nicest Irish
girl he'd ever met.

And then when our work was done and it
was time for him to go, he killed me.

On the cheek. So gentle.

That's it?

Isn't that enough?

My heart has been so hurt, I thought
it'd burst.

I knew at that moment that was the man
for me.

Wait.

He didn't really say anything.

Oh, for pity's sake, Gary, what need do
we have for words we spoke with our

eyes?

At least I thought we did.

Oh, I'm such an idiot.

I risked everything for a married, pony
fish fool.

Now what do I do?

She's gone.

What? Moved out.

Where?

I thought you guys in immigration give
rewards.

Well, it depends.

Do you know where she is?

I might.

Hey.

You're going to have to tell them the
truth.

Now listen to me. Look, I just need a
bit more time, Gary. We don't have more

time. Your brother seems to have already
organized everything. If we don't hurry

up, we're going to end up married.

That could be worse, Faye.

No, no, listen to me now. Look, it was
one thing to deceive them when I had

Nigel to run to, but now to tell them
they've come all this way for nothing.

It's a terrible sin, Gary, to lie to
your own family about such a sacred

Gary? Is that you?

Oh, my God.

Oh, my goodness.

You must be Kate.

I'm Lois Hobson. It is so good to meet
you. You come right on in.

Oh, my God. I don't want you to worry,
Kate.

Just because my son has the bad manners
not to let his parents know he's getting

married, I don't blame you.

Look, Mom, I'm not... You know, Gary has
always been so headstrong. Once he made

up his mind... Oh, my...

You are so lovely.

Oh, thank you, Mom.

And polite, too.

Unlike some.

Look, Mom. It's okay, Gary.

I just wanted the two of you to know
that you don't have to worry about

my respect or your father either.

What? Although, I must say, son, you
peeved him.

I mean, you had picked the one time in
his life that he was out of the country

on a fishing trip to New Zealand to have
a shotgun wedding.

But you know what? I think he's actually
proud of you.

A chip off the old clock. That's what he
said when I gave him the news.

Mom, there is no news.

How are you feeling?

I'm fine. How far along are you? Can I
feel?

Mom.

What are you doing? She's not pregnant.

Oh, Gary, really. I'm your mother. You
don't have to. Mom.

She's not pregnant.

Well, of course she's pregnant. I mean,
why else would you run off and get

married without calling your own mother?

Because there's not going to be a
wedding.

Look, there's not going to be a wedding
because there's not going to be a baby.

There never was. There never will be.

Because, you see, there is no
relationship.

No.

There's not?

No wedding?

all the arrangements happen. Day after
tomorrow at St. Michael's.

This is a grand thing you've done, eh?

The last request my dying mother made of
me was make sure to see Kate well

married.

Well, nothing's going to stop them now.

Your mother's surely smiling somewhere
up there right this minute.

Excuse me.

I'm looking for Kate O 'Rourke.

And who might you be?

My name's Frank Flynn.

Hey, what do you want with Kate?

You know her?

You'll first state your business.

I'm afraid I can't do that. If you could
just tell me where she is.

And what line of work might you be in
that you can't discuss, Mr. Frank Flynn?

I'm an INS agent.

INS? Sorry,

we can't help you, but... Now, look.

Now, I know she was here recently.

And I'm not going to stop looking until
I find her.

No, no. Well, maybe we could provide you
some sort of information that might be

useful. In fact, I could take you to her
straight away.

You could?

Well, that'd be great.

What?

Oh, right.

Well, come along, lad.

I'll be out then.

All right. Well, thanks. I really
appreciate it. Oh, not at all. Not at

What? Well, look what you've done to
this poor girl. I didn't do anything to

her. Well, if you... Don't go blaming
your son, Mrs. Hobson.

He's a good man, he is.

This is all my own doing, me and my own
wild heart.

You know what, if you'll excuse me, I
think I'll go freshen up a bit before I

downstairs and break the news. Go right
ahead. Thank you.

Marry her, Gary.

What? You heard me.

Don't let her tell everyone that the
wedding's off.

I barely know her. You know enough.

She's a lovely girl. Strong -headed,
too, just like your mother.

Have you lost your... I don't love her.

So? So?

Gary, there's a very big difference
between loving someone and being in

I mean...

Look at your father and me, for example.

Oh, no, no, no, no. I don't want to hear
anything about that. A moment of

passion in the back of a Camaro may have
led to a wedding, but do you think it

guaranteed a successful marriage?

No, sir, it did not.

Yeah, well, look, Mom.

I was conceived in the back of a Camaro.
Oh, God.

It was a mistake.

See, Gary?

That's my point, precisely. You may not
have been planned exactly, but look at

the wonderful results. We have a
wonderful son. Your father and I are

love than we've ever been. That was a
mistake conceived in the back of a

commercial. Gary, I want to see you
happy. I mean, all you have in your life

right now is Marissa and a cat and a
stupid newspaper.

And I want you to get married again.

You will? I want...

Give your hand up, Mum. No, I'm OK. I'm
OK.

Well, I guess we should get this over
with.

He's trying, though.

Ah, there they be.

We can't go on another minute without a
toast to Lois, matriarch of the Hobson

clan. No, no.

Don't go raising your pants just yet.

There's something I need to tell you.

I'll hear.

First things first, King. Oh, shut your
gold for once in your life and do as I

say, Karen O 'Rourke.

Oh.

Thank you very much.

Now sit.

Oh, no.

Really? Still in here before. It's so
hard to be here, and I appreciate that.

You can still lie while you're dumping a
pile of dirt at 11 o 'clock.

Well, it's about my wedding.

Simple truth is, there ain't gonna be
one.

What?

Well, what it comes down to is this.

I just met Gary a little while ago.

And, well... He never wanted to be my
husband.

What?

Where is he? No, what I mean is... He
just went out the back.

I'll kill him! Come on, lads! Out the
back! Come on, lads! Come on!

Stop that dump, and hurry.

Come on. Out.

and you can say the name of O 'Rourke,
you'll have to answer for that.

Now, now, wait a second, Sharon.

Quick, give me a hand here, would you?
Oh, would that I could help you, laddie.

I'll take first crack at him.

Now, now, look.

Hey! Get away from my son!

Sharon O 'Rourke, it's an embarrassment
you are to me and to everybody else.

You're just a sick -headed bogman you
are.

What? You know what? If you weren't such
a muscle -bound clod, you'd realize

that I'm the problem here, not Gary.

along, you big fool. I came here to
marry Nigel.

Gary's just filling in, trying to throw
you off the track.

So where's Nigel?

He's at home with his wife and baby.

What? I didn't know he was married at
the time.

Right.

It's all my doing, my fault.

Kate,

I only did what I'd done because you're
my sister and I love you.

You think I know that, you big idiot?

Kate?

Kate O 'Rourke?

Kate, is that you?

What's he doing here?

Oh, my.

You did this.

Well, I only wanted to detain him.

Detain him?

So you hit him over the head and then
you throw him in the back of a dump

That's how you detain somebody?

My name's Frank.

Frank Flynn.

My grandparents used to live in Donegal,
Ballyshannon.

I used to go there for summers when I
was a boy.

Ballyshannon? Well, why didn't you say
so?

Because you didn't give me the chance.

Besides, what I have to say, I meant to
say in private.

Well, it's public now, so spit it out,
lad.

Kate, I worked for immigration.

I saw your name and the passport, but I
had to see for myself.

It is you, isn't it?

Tell all this, Bella Kate.

Frank Flynn.

We were 12 years old.

We used to spend summers on the beach
together, remember?

Frankie?

You know, you broke my heart, you did.

You said you'd write.

And I did, every day for a month.

You never wrote back.

I never got any letters.

Me and the postmaster screwed up.

Karen! Hey, it was your mother, Kate,
not me. She didn't want you getting

up with no Yangs.

Did you really write every day?

I've never forgotten you, Kate.

Never.

I've been searching the city for you.

This is so romantic.

I was hoping... Oh, I don't know. I was
thinking maybe I could buy you a cup of

coffee.

Well, Frank Flynn.

So now, are we going to have a proper
courtship or are you going to sit on

lorry all day?

Let's not be canceling any wedding plans
just yet.

Everybody back in the boat.

Drink from the hose.

See, Gary?

What?

If it can happen for her, it can happen
for you.

Oh, for Pete's sake.

And they were married then, that very
week.

Kate and Franklin.

And someone gave them an anonymous
wedding gift of a lucky lottery ticket.

Nigel himself was heard of again,
briefly.

Kieran O 'Rourke and the rest of the
family, they went home right after the

wedding and opened a new business.

But they ate more than they sold.

So they went back to farming.

As for myself,

a line of credit's been restored.

And one day, I might even pay it off.

But with any luck, I won't.

That was the last in the series. On
Monday at midday, Judging Amy returns to

Hallmark. After suffering a nightmare
existence with an abusive alcoholic

mother, one 16 -year -old girl literally
took the law into her own hands. But

not in the way you would expect.

Grace's Choice.

It's a true story.

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