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Previously on When Calls the Heart. Pleasure to meet you, Miss Laveau. What

brings you here? My fiancé. You barely know this Elizabeth Thatcher.

This is war.

I'm going to ruin you. I received an offer of a teaching position at a

prestigious prep school back home. I'm staying here. This is where I belong.

Is it true you're taking another teaching job back east?

Word spares fast in this town.

I have an offer.

Nothing more.

My family's doing. They're worried about me. Well, that's understandable.

With everything that's gone on here.

And going on.

I've been thinking a lot about this.

And you and Rosemary, you have a history.

And you have a great deal in common.

That's not true.

From what I can see, it is. Elizabeth.

A man doesn't propose to a woman and get over it so easily.

Now, I need you to think long and hard about your feelings before you make a

decision you might regret.

If that's what you want, then I will.

It is.

Is that a squid?

It's a comet.

Comet. Uh... May I?

You see... Comets have

tails, right?

Actually, it's just evaporated materials and dust.

Well, let's call it a tail.

Thank you, Mr. Van Gogh.

I can add a constellation, if you like. How about you remove a constable before

my students get here? What? So you can take credit for my chalk work?

Good morning,

children.

Be sure to admire Mountie Jack's artwork on your way to your seats. He enjoys

compliments.

Unlike Miss Thatcher, who is uncomfortable with compliments, even

though she's quite deserving of them.

School is in session, Mr. Thornton. If you'd like to speak.

Please raise your hand like all of the other children.

May I be excused? Yes, you may.

Thank you, Ms. Thatcher.

All right.

Shall we begin?

Now, when we think of astronomy, we think of planets, and stars and things

far away. But every 75 years, something special passes over the night sky.

It's called Halley's Comet.

Now, sometime soon, we'll be able to look up in the sky and see a fiery comet

passing over Coal Valley as it orbits the sun.

When will we know to look up?

Well, we won't exactly.

Comets aren't like stagecoaches. They don't run on a schedule.

So I suggest we all keep our eyes out.

Which means every night before you go to bed, I want you to look up at the sky

toward the mountains.

Can my father see it from heaven?

I'm sure that he can. And all the other fathers, can they see it? All of our

loved ones we've lost are watching over us.

Just as God is.

And we can feel them all around us.

Their love and their guidance.

And that's not going to change.

All right, children.

Let's return to the skies.

Can you imagine a time when man might travel into outer space?

Why not a woman?

Sorry for interrupting.

I overslept.

Oh! Dear, I can't remember the last time I saw such a sad audience.

This isn't an audience, Miss LeBeau. What is it, then?

It's a classroom.

Oh, and who's to say a teacher can't be entertaining?

Oh, so you're a teacher now, along with all of your other occupations?

Well, I did teach music for a spell in New York.

New York?

What's it like there?

In the evening, Times Square is...

filled with music and lights and people even at midnight and the buildings are

so tall they touch the sky which is exactly what we're studying the sky

and we really should get back to it oh but i was just about to tell them all

about coney island tell us miss

thatcher

I feel like I've been replaced.

Oh, that's not possible.

I'm afraid Haley doesn't stand a chance against Rosemary's comet. No comets burn

out. Not before setting fire to everything in their path.

Speaking of setting fires, is it my imagination or do you get prettier with

every passing day?

It's your imagination.

And a little makeup.

And that hair.

And this dress.

And flowers in the cafe.

A gift from Bill.

He comes in so frequently, he thought it might brighten the place up.

I'm sure that's the only reason.

Maybe you're not just mourning the past, but looking toward the future as well?

Perhaps.

But we can't forget why he's here.

Wyatt! Hello, Miss Thatcher. Miss Stanton. Hello, Wyatt.

You're working on a Sunday?

My family needs the money.

I took over Wendell back as a shift. He's sick.

Well, that's very kind of you.

The air down there is hard to breathe for some of the older miners.

I came to return these before my shift.

Thank you.

Do you need more? I haven't had much time to read lately, ma'am.

Well, whenever you do, you are welcome to my library.

Thank you.

These fragments are from the point of explosion.

The sediment burns show the excessive level of methane in the shaft.

Which means those men were sent into a death trap.

It's looking that way.

Okay. Thank you all for...

Coming out today on your Sunday afternoon.

We're eager to know why you've gathered us here, Mr. Miller.

Yes. When I lost my leg, I thought I'd lost everything.

But what I really lost was my spirit.

Now, I can't work in that mine anymore, but I believe I found another way to be

useful.

Now, as some of you know, I used to be pretty good with a hammer and nail.

So... I took the liberty of drawing up some plans for a new

church and schoolhouse.

Now, if we can just raise a little money among us for supplies, I can build them

and help bring Coal Valley back to where it was, a town with a proper church and

a school that isn't inside a saloon.

This is a wonderful idea, but I'm afraid no one has much to spare.

I know I don't. I understand, being in the same predicament, but we have to

start somewhere.

I think Mr. Miller's plan is exactly what this town needs.

And I'm sure that the company would be more than happy to make a sizable

donation.

What a magnanimous gesture, Mr. Gowan. Well, thank you, Mrs. Ramsey. But a

magnanimous gesture would be to donate the entirety of the money and to pay for

Mr. Miller's labor. Unfortunately, our reserves are tied up defending against

this frivolous investigation.

No investigation is frivolous when 46 men are dead.

Unspeakable tragedy.

Yet I do have to ask myself if perhaps Mr. Avery's judgment may be clouded.

What with your recent friendship.

Your insults will not silence me, nor will your money.

Do we want to build our town back up with a bribe?

If we take his money, then the company will own more of us than they already

do. The company already owns us, Abigail.

The houses we live in, the streets we walk on.

Even your cafe, right? At least we would have a proper place to worship.

And a proper schoolhouse.

Without minors traipsing through at all hours.

I believe that children can learn anywhere, be it in a schoolhouse or in a

saloon. Abraham Lincoln learned in a log cabin.

Unfortunately, your replacement may disagree.

My replacement?

Well, I assume.

Since you're leaving us.

Is that true?

No.

That is... It's true.

I received an offer of a position, but I haven't... Where were you planning on

telling us, Miss Thatcher? Obviously, she wasn't. Who's gonna teach us?

Oh, James, please. Nothing's been decided at all. We only just got here a

little while ago. You said you'd watch the comet with us. And I will, James.

I don't want you to go.

Bill, are you all right? What happened?

I had a little unwanted visit out at the mine.

They took my forensic kit with all the evidence.

Did you get a look at them?

They had masks.

Okay. You take care of them, will you? Yes, of course.

I'm going with you.

You're in no condition.

I'm still your superior.

Well, I'll make a note of that in my report.

This cut behind your ear looks...

Very deep. I think you might need some stitches.

The lengths I'll go to to get you to make a fuss over me.

You good with a needle?

I've made all my own curtains.

How about sewing a person?

Well, we're about to find out.

I'll get my sewing kit.

Jeff?

How thrilling.

Well, you'd better get used to me.

Fine. Be that way.

Well,

you'd better get...

Used to me, too.

Jack?

Did you find them?

The trail went cold.

Too dark to be searching.

Well, I'm glad you're back safely.

Were you worried I wouldn't be?

No. Yet, you're out here in the middle of the night waiting.

If you must know, I was just watching for Haley's Comet.

Haley's Comet?

Do you know how many times I've heard that excuse?

Maybe I was a little worried.

Just a little?

Don't push it.

I heard what happened at the town meeting.

I'm sorry.

Thank you.

I want you to know... whether you decide to leave or stay, I'll support you.

You deserve to teach in a real school, Elizabeth. Not a... not a saloon.

But I have faith that that will happen here sooner than later.

The schoolhouse doesn't really matter to me. It's the children.

This town needs you, Elizabeth.

Not just this town.

It's getting late.

I should probably turn in.

Of course.

Good morning, Wyatt.

Morning, Miss Thatcher. Do you have a minute?

Of course.

I wanted to show you something.

How does it work?

Oh, my goodness.

Oh, it's wonderful. Where did you get this?

I made it.

You did?

I got the idea from your physics books and the phonograph.

If I could create a bigger version, it could help circulate the air in the

mine, help people breathe better, maybe even prevent another disaster by venting

the dust and gas.

And the blades are made out of wood, so there's no risk for a spark.

I wasn't wrong about you, was I?

You are really quite an extraordinary young man.

Have you shown this to anyone?

Just my mother.

Made her cry.

She was upset?

No. Happy. Does that make sense?

Oh.

Sometimes we women cry when we're happy.

Sometimes we cry when we're sad. And sometimes for no reason at all.

Crying can be good, bad, or mean nothing at all.

Exactly.

I may know science, but I'll never understand women.

I think most men would agree with you.

Now then, with your permission, I'd like to telegram my father's patent attorney

about your fan.

If you'd like to leave it here, the constable can take a photograph for us.

Thank you, Ms. Thatcher.

A

smile

always means something good.

I better check.

Hiding behind your deck?

Mr. Avery.

Well, it appears as if you've been injured.

Don't bother acting surprised.

I just wanted to let you know your threats won't stop me.

Oh, I'm not surprised.

And was that another unwarranted accusation?

What am I guilty of now?

Of my hunch is right.

Assault and theft by your henchmen.

I don't have henchmen.

And I don't control the people in this town.

I beg to differ.

If you close this mine, the men here won't get paid.

And if they don't get paid, then their wives can't put food on the table.

That would be motivation enough for a lot of people in this town to want to

see you leave.

I know it was you, and I mean to prove it.

Just like I'm going to prove that you knew that shaft was unsafe.

That'll open a whole can of worms.

I like worms.

Good for fishing.

Because I feel like I'm about to catch something pretty big.

Well, you best get to it then.

But I have a feeling that all you're going to do is further hurt Abigail

Stanton.

The people in this town, they think of her very fondly.

Everyone would hate for that to change.

Wouldn't you?

You best be very careful right now, Gowan. Unless you plan on arresting Mr.

Gowan, I suggest you take your hands off him.

Apparently, you do have henchmen.

Tell me something, boys.

Those standard-issue boots, they for your security firm?

Oh, thank you. Thank you.

You're all so kind.

Are there any requests?

Well, I'd like to perform a song that was playing when I received a proposal

of marriage from a man I used to love.

And still do.

You made me love you.

I didn't want to do it. I didn't want to do it.

You made me want you.

And all the time you knew it. I guess you always knew it.

You didn't like the song?

I used to.

When it meant something.

We need to talk.

I'd love to.

About Elizabeth.

Or we could just sit in companionable silence.

I've been doing some soul searching.

And I can't deny you showing up here is throwing me for a loop.

You are quite something, Rosie.

You were once a woman of my dreams, and I suppose it's only natural that old

memories might filter back in.

But Elizabeth and I, we have a relationship.

What kind of relationship?

I don't know.

Exactly, but I know it's the one I want to pursue.

And would a true relationship be so easily sidetracked by my presence?

Presence could sidetrack an army.

You barely know this Elizabeth Thatcher.

Jack, you and I, we've known each other a lifetime.

I've been doing some soul-searching, too.

And I realize that the only thing that's ever felt real to me is you.

What, do you doubt my words?

Well, you've always been a good actress.

Thank you.

It wasn't a compliment.

I'm going to take it as one.

Have you told her all of this?

Not yet.

Well, until you do, I'll retain a shred of hope.

Isn't that what Coal Valley's all about?

Hope?

So, I've got some exciting news to share.

Thanks to the generosity of an anonymous donor, we will begin construction

tomorrow on Coal Valley's new church and schoolhouse.

I assume that we have Mr. Gallant to thank for this. Well, I'm not at liberty

to disclose the donor, but I do feel obligated to say that it was not Mr.

Gallant.

Elizabeth, was it your father?

No, it wasn't.

But I believe it was from someone equally as generous, with far less money

to spare.

Doesn't anonymous mean anonymous anymore?

You donated your reward money.

All of it? For a church?

And a school.

Well, that is so... noble.

Three cheers for the constable.

Hip, hip, hooray!

Hip, hip, hooray!

Hip, hip, hooray!

No, no, please sit down. Uh, folks, let's not overdo it, please.

I was just doing my job.

And what better way to spend that reward money than to help the people of Coal

Valley, who have all become very important to me, especially one person

in particular.

Thank you, Jack.

And your generosity, well, has made me all the more fond of you. May I offer my

own words of gratitude to the constable?

Not only have you made our town a safer place, but I think we can all agree...

A better place.

Now, since we are all gathered here together, I have an announcement to

make.

Unfortunately, it is not a happy one.

But I do believe that it's something that needs to be said.

This is Mr. Gentry.

He is the company lawyer.

And he is in possession of documents, which I did not want to bring to light,

but it would seem that Mrs. Stanton has forced my hand.

And what hand would that be, Mr. Gowan?

The one that writes checks to silence us? Or the one that ordered the attack

on Mr. Avery?

Does Mr. Avery not wish to speak for himself?

Mr. Avery has gone to get the circuit judge to bring you to justice. Well,

that is good news.

But the judge will not be presiding over my trial.

These documents prove that the guilt for the terrible tragedy which befell our

town lies with one man.

Noah Stanton.

Your husband was the superintendent.

It was his decision to lead those men into the mine.

Knowing full well conditions were unsafe.

Noah would have never done something like that.

You are way out of line, Gowan.

Constable, let the judge decide that. I started this investigation, not Mrs.

Stanton. And I'm going to see that it's finished based on evidence, not hearsay

and finger pointing. I know that you want to believe what Mrs. Stanton is

saying. She is...

Kind and charming and she makes the best biscuits that any of us have ever tasted

But her husband was a risk taker and his reputation preceded him That's why he

was fired by the Lee mining company prior to his arrival in Coal Valley. He

wasn't fired

He quit because the working conditions were deplorable. That's not what his

records show. Then those records are fabricated, as are your words.

You know that your husband's salary was associated with the amount of coal that

his men dug out of that mine every day. That shaft carried a very rich deposit.

No, I didn't care about money. You can ask anyone here. You may not have known,

but your husband was in debt.

Deeply in debt, I'm afraid.

Desperation can cause a man to take a great many risks.

Noah Stanton.

was desperate for money.

Desperate enough to lead his men and his own son into that mine and to their

graves.

Good people of Coal Valley, what message was Noah Stanton

sending when we found this after the disaster?

What was once a symbol of hope...

May now be an admission of guilt.

You all knew Noah.

There wasn't anything he wouldn't have done for any of you.

The truth will come out.

Rest assured, Gowan will not succeed.

Oh, I'm afraid he already has.

Did you see the way they were all looking at me? Like I was a stranger.

You'll have your say in court, and they'll hear you then. I pray you're

right, Elizabeth.

Because right now I feel as if I'm losing everything all over again.

You won't lose me.

You're a true friend.

Perhaps the only one I've got.

No.

You have many friends, you'll see.

They'll be standing alongside you when the time comes.

I'm not so sure.

Noah did talk of buying a claim.

He wanted to start his own business.

Well, that doesn't prove anything.

Unless it caused him to do something he wouldn't normally do.

I didn't get to meet Noah.

But from everything I've heard, he was a... Good and decent man.

You must continue to believe that.

The judge got stuck in a case in Cooperville.

He'll be in on tomorrow's stagecoach.

Judge Farrell, I'm hoping.

I'm afraid not. Judge Black.

Jedediah Black?

Yes. I know him only too well.

Tell me, the story's about him, true?

He once sentenced a man to hang.

The man jumped the rail in court to attack him, and he pulled out his pistol

and shot him right there.

In his defense, as quick as he is with a pistol, he's just as quick with a gun.

Well, let's hope he's swinging in the right direction.

Last night, Gowan managed to sway half the town to no stance to blame for the

explosion.

I'm going to see Abigail.

How are you?

I've been better, and I've been worse.

I heard what happened with Gowan.

I'm sorry I wasn't here.

Would you like to sit down?

As you can see, you have your choice of tables.

When the truth comes out, and it will, this place will be filled again.

So much so, you'll have to open another room.

Right now, I'd give anything just to have one customer.

You have me.

And you've got me.

And me.

I don't know about the rest of you, but I'm starving.

Thank you.

Thank you so much. Don't thank us. You're the one who has to cook.

I'll help.

You cook?

No.

But you're not a doctor and you stitched me.

Touche.

Can we talk?

Can.

Though, no matter what I say, you seem to hear something different.

Well, then let me say it.

Last year I was in a play, the lead, of course, and I played a woman who was in

love with someone else's man.

The part never suited me.

In fact, I was quite relieved when the show ended.

Well, are you saying your performance in Coal Valley is coming to an end?

Let's just say the curtain has fallen.

On this act, at least. So you're leaving on the stagecoach tomorrow?

Unless something or someone stops me.

I'm sorry, Rosemary.

So am I.

very early or I am very late. We wanted to get here before you, Miss Thatcher.

Yeah. Did you like it? They are not long, the days of wine and roses, out of

a misty dream.

Our path emerges for a while, then closes within a dream.

That poem was from our first week together.

It's Haley's Comet. Oh, how lovely.

This is from all of us.

Tears of sadness or happiness, Ms. Thatcher?

Both.

Oh, I just love you all so much.

And you have taught me more than you will ever know.

But I want you to know that I have made a decision.

I'm not leaving you.

Not now and not ever. We love you too, Ms. Thatcher.

Are you staying because of us or because of Naughty Jack?

That is a very inappropriate question, Gabe. And it is Mountie Jack.

Oh,

who's in the

air?

That and a little coal dust.

Welcome to Coal Valley, Your Honor. I'm Constable Jack Thornton, and this is

Abigail Stanton.

Nice to have made your acquaintance, miss.

Ma'am, did it die of black?

Your reputation precedes you, Judge.

Well, unfortunately, most of it's true.

Stanton, huh?

You're one of the winners.

Yes, sir, one of many, and we've been waiting a long time for our day in

court. Well, it's here now.

I can't promise you're gonna like the results.

I can vouch for that.

Been a long time, if I recall correctly.

Not long enough.

You still holding a grudge over a poker game? Only till I win it back.

You might have quite a weight, son.

You got a witness list?

In my room.

You might get it.

Now.

Why don't you let me? I was going there anyway.

Thank you, Abigail.

It's in my satchel.

Judge?

Trust you had a safe ride in? Well, considering I got out of Cooper'sville

alive, I wouldn't all that bad. Well, it doesn't sound all that good either.

Justice prevailed.

That's what matters.

You expecting someone?

Yeah, always.

You make a lot of enemies on this job.

You got a saloon here?

We do.

Poker?

Got that soon.

I'll start today sharp

Apparently

his little brother here don't agree that justice

prevailed Lock him up constable put him on my docket for tomorrow

Elizabeth.

Take a walk with me.

Is there a reason for this walk?

There is.

I have been doing some reflecting and some reading.

In fact, I borrowed one of your history books.

Really? Yeah.

Did you know of the 27 men that have been president of the United States,

only one was a bachelor?

Mm-hmm. James Buchanan.

Okay. But can you name one notable accomplishment of Buchanan's?

Actually, his failure to deal with the South's succession is considered one of

the worst presidential mistakes in history.

That's my point exactly.

What is your point?

That perhaps his poor judgment began by not having a woman by his side.

No, it was because he was a Confederate sympathizer.

Is there anything you don't know?

I don't know the reason for this conversation.

I think you do.

You're running for president?

Is that a gift to say goodbye?

I didn't bring you up here to say goodbye.

Open it.

You made this.

A little hobby of mine.

It's a lot harder for me to say what's in my heart.

Guess I'm not as brave as everyone thinks.

Yes, you are.

Elizabeth, I have thought long and hard about us, as promised.

I keep coming back to the same conclusion.

You're the one.

You're the only one.

And I know I said that I'd support you whatever you decide to do, but... I

didn't mean it.

Don't go.

I'm not going anywhere, Jack.

This is where I belong.

And so I have resolved to make this place my home.

There will be difficult days ahead, no doubt.

And uncertain ones.

But I have faith that true happiness awaits me here in Coal Valley.

For what is life but a bittersweet mix of sadness, wonderment,

hope, and joy?

Elizabeth. I just wanted to say that despite whatever has passed between us,

I wish you all the best.

And I you.

Perhaps we could part as friends then?

Friends it is.

Are you headed back to New York?

Someday.

Where are you headed then?

Well, for now, I'm only moving down the street to a nicer room.

I don't understand.

The mayor has agreed to help me start a theater group.

Here? Yes.

Isn't it wonderful?

I'll be staying in Coal Valley after all. Seems we'll be seeing a lot more of

each other.

Wonderful.