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Previously on When Calls the Heart Jack!

Welcome to our first ever Harvest Festival.

I hear you like baseball.

Look what Valentine's Day gave to me.

It's Little Jack. He disappeared.

Jack!

It could be dehydration, but I still want to run some tests to be sure.

What else could it be?

Little Jack has diabetes.

But there's no cure for diabetes.

There are no words.

Or there's only one word.

Why?

May?

It's late.

I have to find it.

Can I help?

It's this article.

I read it about a month ago. It's about a treatment.

I found it.

There's a program at the University of Toronto. Here.

It's a treatment, new treatment for diabetes, and they're calling it

revolutionary, using a hormone called insulin.

They're still in the trial phase.

Which means that they need patients. They need volunteers.

They're not saying anything about the risks.

They probably don't even know.

It doesn't look like they're taking young children.

I don't know, May.

This might be hoping for a miracle.

But with diabetes, there are no other options.

Are there?

From the onset of symptoms in virtually every case, within a year or so,

then let's hope for a miracle.

So it's a cure?

It's a treatment that helps replace what Jack's pancreas can't produce.

So he can process glucose.

He'll still have diabetes, but the hope is that the insulin will help him live a

normal life.

Do you know anyone who's tried it?

I don't. But I was able to speak with one of the doctors in the program this

morning. The results are almost miraculous.

They haven't started taking young children yet.

but they are willing to consider an exception for little Jack.

So we should go to Toronto.

I don't think traveling that far is a good idea, but... Mike and I can go and

make the case in person.

As Faith says, they're not taking little ones yet, but as a pharmacist, I could

try to persuade them.

Mike and May already have tickets to Toronto on the overnight train.

But what about your trip to Niagara Falls?

This is so much more important than that.

You'll need to send a letter giving your consent for the treatment.

Then we'll deliver the letter in person, and if all goes well, we'll return with

the insulin.

Okay, so Elizabeth writes a letter, and we hope that they say yes.

It might help if you told them a bit about little Jack's story.

Yes, sometimes scientists need to separate their work from the people that

they're helping, but...

If you let them know who Little Jack is and that he's strong and that he'll

stick with the treatment.

I understand.

Is there anything else we should know?

It's a new treatment.

It's been remarkably effective in early trials, but we still don't know all the

risks.

Or if Little Jack will tolerate it.

But it's our only hope.

I will pack two sandwiches for Nathan. Oh, and extra carrots for little Jack.

He loves carrots.

So that's good. She's certainly going to have plenty of food and prayers.

All right. And some soup for Elizabeth.

She likes that.

Mrs. Yost sent this over. Oh, wonderful. This is good.

We're going to need more ice then for tomorrow. I can tell Mr.

Yost to order more. Oh, that would be such a help. Thank you.

Mm-hmm.

No, Ellie.

Thank you.

All right.

So this will fill out breakfast for tomorrow, and then I have you for lunch.

Of course. We can take lunch all week.

No, no. I have Faith for the rest of the week, and then I have Florence on the

weekend. It's all right.

We can take care of the arrangements.

Please don't. I just... I just need to keep Izzy.

It's important to let ourselves feel, too.

I just try to imagine. I know.

But there's hope.

We have to hold on to that.

I am going to take this to Elizabeth now.

I brought you lunch.

Thank you.

What else can I do? Are there breakfast dishes?

No.

What is it?

I have an hour to write a letter to some doctors explaining why my son deserves

to live.

Oh.

I've always been able to write.

It's like blood flowing in my veins, but this...

How do I find the words?

You can do it.

What if it's not good enough?

You just need to tell his story.

How it began.

How much he's already been through.

You know what?

We're gonna play a game. It's called... I Remember.

I want you...

to tell me ten things that you remember about little Jack from when he was just

a little baby.

Whatever comes to you. No thinking.

All right?

Let's go.

I remember... Yes?

I remember giving birth to him in a snowstorm in the middle of the woods.

And when I put him in his crib for the first time, he looked like a little

acorn.

I remember his weight on my chest when I'd sing him to sleep.

I remember discovering his alarming talent for hide and seek.

It was me.

Keep going.

the first time he smiled at me.

Mm-hmm.

Yes, I will, Superintendent.

Thank you.

What are you doing?

That was Hargraves.

You've been approved for leave of absence.

I never asked for one. For as long as you need.

I've been cleared to return to active duty.

Thanks, Bill.

How's Elizabeth?

It's a tough time, but she's keeping her head up.

Elizabeth Thornton is as brave as they come.

Gentlemen, I don't want to get any way I wound up, but I think little Jack's

pony's missing.

He was at the stable, stall's open, and he's gone.

Well, let's all split up. It's just a pony. We couldn't have gone too far.

Something for your journey.

Thank you, Minnie.

You didn't all have to come.

You're not in this alone.

Were you able to write the letter?

Here it is.

I hope it's enough.

I'm sure it's perfect.

Thank you for your help.

We're all here for you.

Precious cargo.

Godspeed.

We'll call as soon as we know anything.

Maybe you could say a few words?

Of course.

Gather around.

Heavenly

Father,

we ask that you help guide Mike and May on their travels tonight.

When my son was born, he was small.

Asleep in his crib, he reminded me of an acorn, waiting until the spring would

warm him from below and send him shooting toward the sky.

When little Jack was nervous on his first day of school this year, he shared

his father's medal of bravery with another little girl who was more scared

than him.

Little Jack never knew his father, but that day, finding his strength by

helping someone else, I saw how much he'll grow up to be just like him.

Just as the miracle of insulin might help him grow up to be the fine young

man he's meant to be.

I know he'd also find his strength from being part of your study.

And so on my son's behalf, I offer my consent.

Who can say how life pushes up from darkness?

What I know is that little Jack's spirit is pushing me forward.

And I hope that together we can give him a chance to find his strength and offer

it up to the sky.

Any word?

On the medicine or the pony? Both. Both nothing.

Any word? Nothing. You?

Nothing.

Any word?

No. Nothing.

May as well sit. There's not much else to do.

You're still the governor?

Oh, right.

That. That?

What exactly is that?

Well, there was a recall poll this morning.

It's not important, but you were right, Henry.

Two to one against.

That's just my own party.

Are you going to fight it?

What's the point?

Well, at least you're leaving the right sort of legacy.

Goldie National Park, that's something.

I suppose.

You remember all those things that I was hoping to accomplish?

Your grand vision. Who could forget?

Healthcare, trains, education.

You know, noble goals that smacked right into political reality.

What's to stop you now that you don't have to worry about getting re-elected

again?

Nothing.

Didn't Henry figure out that executive order for the park?

What do you say?

You got any more tricks up your sleeve?

There's a solution to every problem.

Well, I'll write that.

I approve.

Adhere here to that.

Nice seeing you, gentlemen.

Back to the task at hand.

Which is?

Finding that pony.

They could use all the help I can get.

All right.

Mom, can I talk to you?

It's about Little Jack.

I bet you have a lot of feelings.

I was supposed to be watching him when he got lost.

Oh, sweetie.

That's not your fault.

The kids are making get well cards.

Oh.

I'm sure this will cheer him up.

I just wish I could do more.

Is there something you were thinking about?

Little Jack loves baseball.

I was thinking...

Maybe we can invite him to play.

I think it might be hard for him to play.

And truth be told, I'm not sure he can go out right now to even watch.

Maybe he can listen.

You want me to make you a cup of tea?

I just feel so helpless.

I wish I could do something.

Hey.

You did. You wrote the letter.

What if it's not enough?

Could I be doing more?

You could watch me do the dishes.

I mean, that's something.

Hi,

Mrs. Thornton.

How's little Jack doing?

He's doing well.

He's sleeping right now.

I'll be sure to let him know you both stopped by.

The kids made cards for him.

Oh!

These are so sweet.

I can't wait to show him.

He's already been saying how much he's missing playing baseball with you two.

We were thinking, since little Jack loves baseball so much... We...

Thought we could put it on the radio?

The kids could play a game and we can announce it on Mrs. Coulter's radio

hour? Is that... Do you think that might make him feel better?

Boys, that is a beautiful idea.

And he's going to love it, I'm sure.

You just have to promise me one thing.

Anything. Sure.

Promise me you'll have fun.

I think we could all use a bit of fun right now while we wait for news.

We'll try.

Okay.

Come on, everyone!

Let's get the game started.

They're starting.

And when someone hits a ball, it sounds like this.

Ooh, that's really neat.

Oliver's all set.

Can he see the whole field?

He's on the balcony with his binoculars.

Well, I hate to break it to you kids, but these microphone cables, they won't

reach the field. They don't have to, Mr. Yost.

If Oliver will yell what's happening to me, then I'll tell Cooper and Toby what

just happened on the field.

Those are called plays.

And this is called play-by-play announcing.

I got the idea from Angela.

That's how I follow the game.

Well, all I can say is, I'll be listening.

What do you think?

Terrific. And there's our opening bed for everyone.

Stand by.

To play ball!

Play ball!

Hey! Who's up and about?

He didn't want to miss the game.

That is not going to happen on my watch.

Yay!

Welcome, ladies and gentlemen, to the Valley Voice Sports Hour with Toby and

Cooper. Who's ready for a ball game?

Me, I'm ready.

I'm ready too.

First up to bat.

Robert's up.

Robert. Robert.

Let's go, Robert.

First pitch and foul ball.

It's an out ball.

What's an out ball?

Foul ball.

A foul ball.

Foul ball.

What do we do now?

Wait. Talk.

About what?

Baseball. So, the Hope Valley Hopesters, our local

baseball team. Wait, Hopesters, where'd you get that from?

I don't know.

The Hopesters have quite a lineup.

We've got Timmy, maybe our best hitter.

Strike two.

Strike two.

Okay, Robert, one last shot.

Robert Bolt is running and running and ladies and gentlemen has made it to

first base!

Yes! Next up

to bat, Timmy.

Here we go Timmy, come on!

Strike one!

Swing and a miss!

Strike one!

Strike two!

And that's strike two.

It's his last chance.

Oh, we're getting a message from the field.

Aw.

What? Timmy wants to dedicate his home run to our teammate, little Jack

Thornton. Oh.

I know. That's what I said.

We all can't wait until you can play with us again, buddy.

That's me.

That's me.

Yeah, that is you.

Wait.

Timmy hasn't made a home run yet.

I guess he's about to make a home run?

Come on, Timmy!

Come on, Timmy! Come on, Timmy! Come on, Timmy!

He swings.

And?

And!

It's a hit!

It's going long!

It's a hit! And it's going long!

It's a hit! And it's going long!

And?

And?

And? And?

And? And?

It's a home run!

How about that?

How about that?

baseball game ever.

It really sounded like a lot of fun.

I especially enjoyed the music.

Thank you, Mrs. Thornton.

The whole thing was quite an operation.

It'll be even more fun next time when you're all better.

Soon you're going to be hitting the home run.

And, uh, Timmy said you could use his lucky ball.

Really?

Thank you.

Can I put this under my pillow for nap time?

If you think you'll be able to sleep with it.

Little Jack can do anything he puts his mind to.

Thank you all so much.

You really made today feel very special.

What a kid, huh?

Even with everything he's going through, a little thing can make him so happy.

Yeah.

Maybe... Maybe what?

Maybe that's how I missed it.

He's such a happy kid.

How did I not notice anything in all the times I babysat him? Nobody noticed.

He seemed fine.

Maybe if I'd been paying more attention.

You don't think Mrs. Thornton was paying attention?

Of course she was.

But... What if we all did everything right, but there was nothing we could

have done to stop it?

Then that stinks.

It does.

But, take this from an expert in blaming myself,

it won't help.

I'm glad you're here.

I wish we had better news.

Tell me the worst.

They won't let him in. They misunderstood and thought little Jack

lived in Toronto.

Why would that make a difference?

That's what I said.

The insulin has to be used within a few days of being produced and it has to be

kept cold the entire time.

They said that they won't transport it for just one patient.

That's it? That's their answer?

They said that they're trying to get clinics built in remote areas where they

can transport the drug.

But they don't know when that will be.

There has to be another way.

We're meeting with the head of the lab tomorrow, so if you have any ideas...

I'll think.

Hi. Let me check on Jack Rue to see how he's doing.

I'm sorry.

He's sleeping.

It's all right.

I was just about to take him upstairs.

Who are things?

It's all quiet at the Mountie office, and Oliver is reorganizing everything

again.

Did you find Pally yet?

No, not yet. We'll keep looking.

Does he know?

No. No, we haven't told him.

We hope we don't have to.

Yeah.

I'm fine.

Nathan.

I'm a Mountie.

My job is to keep people safe.

To protect them.

I stopped the bad guy.

I came to O'Belly to protect Elizabeth and to protect little Jackie.

But this... With him, I

can't stop the bad guy.

With her, I can't stop the hurt.

I... I can't do my job.

And for the first time in my life, Bill, I just...

Your job is to be there when it counts.

It looks like you're doing a pretty good job to me.

Rosemary, I was just delivering breakfast.

You're delivering good news, I hope?

The lab turned us down.

They said Hope Valley is too remote.

Too remote?

Half the territory is remote.

They said they plan to open territorial clinics as soon as they can.

That's not good enough.

Well, could we be a territorial clinic?

It's not something you can do overnight.

All right, what's required?

In this case, they're saying we need a minimum of 10 patients.

A facility, medical personnel who've been trained to administer insulin.

May's medical personnel and she's in Toronto.

Couldn't she be trained by the lab? And then train you.

We don't have access to the latest testing equipment.

And obviously we can't manufacture insulin here.

But we do know the techniques.

We could administer the doses and help them expand their trial.

All right, then all we need is nine more patients. And we will find them.

Exactly.

A clinic?

Faith would run it out of the infirmary and monitor the patients for the

university. So we need to find nine people with diabetes.

Who are willing to try a brand new treatment?

It is already being called a miracle. People would be lucky to have access to

it. I've compiled a list of patients in the surrounding valleys who've been

diagnosed. The challenge will be finding people who are willing to travel here

every day.

Tell us what we can do.

That's what I was hoping you would say.

We need to get these flyers about the symptoms into every home in the valley.

Oh, we can also go to hotels and all of the watering holes.

And churches. They might help us reach folks.

Oh, yes. I'll talk to Joseph.

And I'll put a call out over the airways.

Good.

Good morning from Hope Valley.

Today, I would like to talk to our listeners about something very

important. It's called diabetes.

It's a very serious medical condition with symptoms such as fatigue, feeling

thirsty or hungry, sudden weight loss.

But there is hope.

Doctors have discovered what is quite possibly a miracle treatment.

But we need volunteers.

So, if you or someone you know has been diagnosed with diabetes, please.

Contact us at the Queen of Hearts Saloon here in Hope Valley, or go and visit Dr.

Faith Carter.

Thank you.

Queen of Hearts Saloon?

Yes, it is.

Uh, yeah, yeah, yeah. That's great. Okay, let me just, um, let me just write

your name down, and I will get Dr.

Carter to get back to you.

Okay.

Absolutely. Okay. Thank you so much.

Reginald P. Walker.

Yep. Our first one.

You ready for your checkup?

Do we have to walk?

Well, what if instead I gave you a ride?

Okay. Yeah.

Well, am I a bit taller than pal, huh?

Ready?

He's so tired.

Yes.

Some good news.

We're getting a steady stream of patients.

Good.

But?

I think it's best if little Jack stays here so I can keep an eye on him.

For how long?

For now.

And it'll be good that he's here when the insulin comes.

Okay, I'll go and collect some of his things.

Would you please let him know? I'll be right back if he wakes up.

Of course.

Thank you.

So we have a young girl from a farm outside of Buxton that makes, well,

seven.

Many. Anything?

People are either nervous about the treatment or they can't make the trip

every day.

But we'll keep trying.

How'd it go?

Joseph Canfield is a miracle worker.

We were only partially successful.

Two sisters diagnosed just this year.

I told him that insulin was a gift, and one of the sisters, Sophia, said she'd

be willing to try.

But what about the other one? She's not as sick, so she's convinced she doesn't

need it. I think she might just be afraid.

Okay, so that makes eight plus little Jack.

We're so close.

Close isn't enough.

That has to be enough.

Let's call. I'll talk to them.

Florence, patch me through to the clinic in Toronto.

Good morning. This is Dr. Faith Carter calling from Hope Valley.

Yes, hi.

We have a confirmed list of nine patients.

I know.

Please, hold on a moment.

Hello?

This is Elizabeth Thornton.

I wrote to you a few days ago about my son, Jack.

You said that we needed ten patients before you would issue the insulin that

could save his life.

Well, we have nine lives that could be saved, one of whom has a sister who's

also been diagnosed, and I'm quite sure once she sees her sister get better, you

may very well have your tenth patient.

He said yes.

The

train is

over an hour late.

It's not like it to be this far off schedule.

Do you think they got held up by the weather? I'm gonna call the station,

find out what's going on.

It's bad.

It's really bad.

What's wrong?

One of my drivers just called from Summit Junction. The storm has caused a

massive pileup crash on the crossing, so they've shut down the line. But Mike and

May. They're going to be delayed up to 24 hours. Along with the medicine. I

can't wait that long. I'm going out there. Okay, I'm going with you. We're

going to take that four-seater, okay?

I'll be right back.

I need to be with Elizabeth.

We should go.

I'll wait by the phone. All right.

You have a blanket if you're cold. No, I'm all right. Is he still sleeping?

Any... No change.

Are you sure you don't want to get some sleep?

I need to be awake when they come.

You will be.

No one's sleeping tonight.

I think I'll sit with him for a few minutes.

I don't know how she does it.

She's so strong.

Going through what she's going through.

Like what you went through.

Something were to happen to Goldie, I don't know. But still, you do.

When Angela got sick, there was no knowing what would happen.

I felt so lost.

Lost in so much doubt.

But that's where you find faith.

When it's all you've got.

What do you do?

You look at the ground under your feet.

Not to the top of the mountain.

You only think about what you know in that moment.

That they are alive.

That they're strong.

And that there is hope.

You had quite the trip.

I've never been happier than when I saw Bill and Lee board that train.

Thank you, Mae.

Of course.

How long until we know?

Oh, it shouldn't take long.

All right, my sweet boy.

I pray this makes you better.

Be strong for mommy.

All righty.

They gave him the first dose.

He's not awake, but hasn't had a bad reaction, so it's good news.

What a blessing.

Amen. So, um, do we think this is working, or we'll know by morning?

All right.

So we wait?

So we wait.

I'll, um, I'll put some coffee on.

I'll make some grilled cheeses. Anyone?

Good idea, Hickam.

Mike.

Thank you.

His vitals are stable.

No sign of rejection.

Honey bear?

Mama?

Oh my baby!

Why are you so sad mama?

I am the happiest I've ever been.

We called and our prayers were answered.

We believed and were rewarded.

God provided medicine for little Jack and he brought pal home.

As we gather here today in honor of St. Francis, who so loved all of God's

creatures, we ask him to bless and protect the most vulnerable amongst us.

May God grant us the grace to protect and sustain one another, whether on

wings or in water, four legs or two, we are all God's creatures, great and

small. Now let's bless the animals.

Get a dog.

What? Our hands aren't full enough with Goldie as it is. Oh, just imagine

walking on her namesake trail with a little dog.

Wouldn't that be fun, honey?

In her namesake park. I see what you're saying. Maybe. We'll think about it.

We're getting a dog. No, that's not what I said. I said we'll think about it. I

said we'll think about it.

I said we'll think about it.

Apparently, the bed in the infirmary is more comfortable.

I could go look for some new mattresses. No.

You have more important things to do, like getting back to work.

Nothing is more important than this.

I'm not sure what we'd do without you, Nathan.

What I would do.

Thank you for standing with me when I couldn't see the light.

There's no way that I would rather be.

You okay?

I don't know.

I am so confused about so many things.

Today feels like both the worst and the best day of my life.

We have a whole lifetime to figure it out.

So does he.