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Previously on

when calls the heart...

I'm Julie Thatcher,

Elizabeth's sister.

I've got your

woman, mountie!

Jack...

That file is my property.

You murdered

my son and my husband.

I can't be the person

who keeps you from

following your dreams.

You have to go.

"...and for his capture

of the tolliver gang,

Jack Thornton of

the northwest mounted police

is being hailed a hero..."

When mountie Jack get back,

is he gonna be

courtshippin' you?

"Courtshipping"

is an improper use

of the verb "to court," Gabe.

And also an improper question.

If he asks you out

to dinner again,

will that be

a proper question?

You're blushing,

miss Thatcher!

Excuse us for

interrupting, ma'am.

The interruption

is greatly appreciated.

You must be

the Weaver boys.

Yes, ma'am.

Welcome to coal valley.

Wyatt, ma'am.

And I'm miss Thatcher.

We are very happy

to have you here.

Please find

some seats.

Find a seat.

Wyatt,

you don't have

to sit that far back.

There's an empty seat by me!

Thank you,

but I'm just here

to watch my brothers

on their first day.

I finished school

three years ago.

Oh. How old are you?

16.

There's always

something we can learn.

Feel free to choose a book

from the library.

Now, today

we are going to be studying

Thomas Edison,

one of the greatest minds

of our time.

Introduced in 1877,

some 30 years ago.

Do any of you know

how the phonograph works?

Wyatt?

Was there something

you wanted to say?

Well, ma'am,

in simple terms,

as the disc rotates,

the needle vibrates

to reproduce

the recorded sound.

That's correct.

Did you study Edison

at your other school?

No, I just like science.

Well, clearly

you have a gift for knowledge,

and I hope you'll continue

to come to class.

Thank you, ma'am,

but I start work

in the mines tomorrow.

I hate that you're leaving.

I feel as though

I've brought quite enough

excitement to coal valley.

But you'll be back?

I promise.

But for now,

I am in need of

modern civilization

and the comforts of home.

Like a hot bath.

Mother's hairdresser.

And father's carriage.

Oh, and a maid

to clean up after me.

And indoor plumbing.

Oh, especially that.

You sure you won't

come back with me?

I'm sure.

I had to ask.

I know.

And what if Jack stays

in cape fullerton?

Either way, I'll still be here.

Whoa!

I love you, sister.

I love you too.

Excuse me.

This is coal valley?

Yes, it is.

Where's the rest of it?

I'm afraid

you're looking at it.

Oh.

Well...

Charming.

It can be.

I'm Elizabeth Thatcher.

Rosemary leveaux.

Pleasure to meet you,

miss leveaux.

And what brings you here?

My fiance.

Congratulations.

Perhaps I know him.

Is he...

One of the miners?

Lord, no.

Jack...

Oh! There he is now!

Jack!

Oh...

Jack!

I'm here!

Look at you.

More handsome than ever.

Uh... and you look awfully...

Healthy.

You've cut your hair,

and I can see you've been

doing it yourself.

Lucky for you

I brought my scissors.

All right,

well, I'll let

you two catch up.

No, Elizabeth--

Elizabeth, wait.

Oh no.

Was it something I said?

What are you doing here?

I found out

where you were stationed,

and I just had to see you.

Well, I thought

you were in New York.

It turns out, a life

in theater is quite empty

without you.

That's not what you said

the last time we spoke.

Dearest Jack,

I never should have

broken things off with you.

But you did.

And I have regretted it

every day since.

But I'm here now.

Rosemary, you cannot expect

that after two years

things would stay the same.

Two years, two hours...

Two minutes?

It's just time.

It's a lifetime.

Certainly...

Some living

has happened since then.

But my feelings

haven't changed.

And if yours have...

Well, then, I'm just going

to have to do whatever it takes

to win them back.

I can't believe it.

How could he not tell me

he was engaged?

I admit I'm as

surprised as you.

I didn't know

what to say.

Jack's been off taking

the tolliver gang to justice,

and then she arrives,

and he arrives, and...

The way she jumped

into his arms,

it was as though

they were already married.

Jack has always

been honorable.

Perhaps things

aren't as they seem.

She's not even

that pretty.

Yes, she is.

I've seen prettier.

You're a good friend,

but a bad liar.

Would a hot biscuit

make you feel better?

No...

But ten might.

All right,

Abigail,

I'll just be

in my room.

Eating.

And if Jack should

come calling,

as I know he will?

You tell him

I don't wish

to be disturbed.

Constable, what

can I do for you?

Tom, this is

miss Rosemary leveaux.

She'll be needing

a room for one night.

What Mr. Thornton

means to say

is that

I'll be staying here

until I find

more permanent quarters,

which could be many nights.

Uh, well, there's a room

at the end of the hall,

but you might find it

a bit noisy

what with the new

miners moved in--

noise doesn't bother me.

In fact, I relish it.

Well, if it's noise

you're looking for,

I'm certain coal valley

will be a disappointment.

How could it be?

You're here.

Room 9.

Thank you.

Jack, could you

show me to my room?

Oh, you'll find it.

It's right next to room 8.

Are you in room 8?

I sleep in the jail.

Oh, how tragic.

Actually,

it's quite comfortable.

-But lonely.

-I have a dog.

Inspector Avery,

you made it.

Did you think I wouldn't?

Not for a minute.

It's been a long time.

Yes, it has, Jack.

Since the academy, I believe.

You had the red coat then,

but not the badge yet.

Jack, I've been riding

for quite a while.

Is there a place nearby

I can get a decent meal?

Funny you should

say that.

Abigail Stanton's cafe.

Can I help you?

I hope so.

Mrs. Stanton?

Yes. Do we

know each other?

I'm bill Avery.

I'm in from capital city

at Jack Thornton's behest.

That's a

long ride in.

My food is good.

I'm not sure it's that good.

I look forward to trying

everything on your menu.

Please, have a seat.

As long as it's not on a horse,

I don't mind if I do.

Coffee?

Please.

How do you know Jack?

From his days at the academy.

So you're a mountie?

I'm an inspector.

I'm a forensic

investigator.

Jack wired me about the file

that you found.

And may I say I'm very sorry

for your terrible loss.

Thank you.

Mrs. Stanton,

I'm here to build a case

against the pacific northwest

mining company

for the unsafe conditions

that led to the tragic death

of 46 men,

including your husband and son.

You have no idea

how long I've waited

to hear somebody say that.

Since the day

of the disaster, I'd imagine.

And every day since then.

Will you help me, then?

I will.

Elizabeth,

I don't know

if you can hear me, but...

Please let me explain!

Jack!

You mounties sure

put in long hours.

Well, I...

I'm off duty.

You know who's

not off duty?

The barkeep at the saloon.

Uh...

Walk me back, then.

I think it is safer

in here with you

than out there, buddy.

This is where

the blast originated.

The company said

they boarded up the shaft

for safety reasons.

Well, that's convenient.

I must say,

constable,

I never pictured you

in a town like this.

Me either.

The place kind of

grows on you.

The people,

they're special.

I'll be back

after my rounds.

Go get gowen.

This is

a restricted area.

I will assume

that you are a gentleman

and ask you to leave.

Well, I do appreciate the word

"gentleman," Mr. gowen.

I don't hear it very often

in my line of work.

Bill Avery.

I'm here to investigate

the explosion

that happened in your mine.

By whose order?

The forensic division of

the northwest mounted police.

It's a little late to be

investigating a disaster

that happened

over six months ago, isn't it?

Well...

46 men are still dead,

aren't they?

Yes, they are.

If I can be of any assistance,

please feel free

to call upon me.

You can be assured I will.

Good afternoon.

You can't

avoid me forever.

No.

Just until you finally

take your new posting

at cape fullerton.

I'm not going

to cape fullerton.

Patrick O'Reilly has

taken the post there.

His family is joining him.

I'm staying here

in coal valley.

This is where

I belong.

That's an interesting

lesson.

And valuable.

Excuse me, I missed one.

"Perfidy."

I don't even want to know

what that one is.

No, you don't.

And school is

about to begin, so...

So I'll speak fast.

I was engaged, once,

but from where I stand,

that seems like another life.

So much has changed

since then.

I've changed.

And part of the reason

I've changed is you.

Yet in all our conversations,

you failed to mention

your fiancee even once.

Former fiancee.

I should have told you.

I...

I guess I just didn't want

to open an old wound.

So she wounded you,

not the other way around?

I didn't ask her to come here.

Yet here she is.

Only until she realizes

there's no point to it.

She didn't seem

to realize that last night,

nor did you.

You mean when you slammed

your window shut?

I was cold.

And getting colder, I sense.

I just can't help but think

what else you haven't told me.

Well, aren't there

things in your life that

you haven't told me?

I'm certain my life

is far less dramatic.

Elizabeth...

I know you've lost

some faith in me,

but I hope, over time,

you're going to see

that my heart is true.

[Children open the door,

talking]

Good morning, children.

"Perfidy?"

Look it up.

Hi, Wyatt.

-Hi.

-It's gem.

I remember.

You do?

A gem is

a rare stone,

not easily forgettable.

First day at the mine?

First of many, ma'am.

All right, children,

take your seats.

I'm not a child,

miss Thatcher.

Of course you're not.

My apologies, gem.

I must remember

that some of you will be

going off into the world soon.

And some to the mine.

For you. On loan.

College books

from my collection.

Thank you, ma'am.

I look forward to reading them.

When you're finished,

I have more.

Here, here...

Watch your step there.

All right.

Have a nice day, now.

You reminded me

of my late husband out there.

He could never pass up

the opportunity

to lend a hand.

I heard he was

a good man.

He was.

To have lost him

and your son,

it's... unspeakable.

And yet

I speak of it so often...

To keep them alive somehow,

I suppose.

They'll always be alive

in your memories.

Though I know

that's of little comfort.

Have you

a wife and children?

No.

But the life you lead

must be so fulfilling.

In some ways.

Though I do wish I had someone

to share my thoughts with.

I spend most

of my time alone,

or with strangers.

That's why it's nice working

with Jack again. And you.

This case.

I'm afraid we've done

more talking than working.

I hadn't noticed.

More tea, Mr. Avery?

It's bill.

And I hope

I can call you Abigail.

I'm afraid I might have

given you the wrong impression.

And what impression

might that be?

I don't usually speak of

such personal matters

with strangers.

I see.

That is entirely

my fault.

It's part of my job

to get people to talk.

It's...

It's like I'm a--

ventriloquist?

No.

That would mean I was trying

to put words in your mouth,

I think.

We want the same thing,

justice for your family,

and the people

that have suffered.

And I mean to get you

that justice.

Then you may call me Abigail.

Then...

May I have more pie, Abigail?

Yes, you may.

I think this might

interest you

more than the pie.

After we spoke, I went through

Noah's personal effects.

I found that

in one of his pockets.

This is a journal

of methane and oxygen levels.

I assumed as much.

I just don't know

why he had it.

I think I do.

Thank you for trusting

me with this.

I only hope I haven't

implicated Noah in some way.

I hope so too.

Well, if you'll excuse me,

I have to deliver

a welcome basket to Mrs. Weaver.

A welcome basket?

Oh, yes, she's new to town.

I remember how lonely

that can be.

Perhaps I can walk with you.

I'm sure you have

more important things to do.

It can wait.

She's working

with that investigator

to build a case against us.

What do you know

about him?

He had the Richmond mine

closed last year.

I won't let that happen here.

We've got to stop this

before they dig any deeper.

Send this telegram

to head office.

I'm going to have them send

their best lawyer.

Sounds like trouble,

Mr. gowen.

Oh, we're way past trouble.

This is war.

Are these all that came in?

I'm afraid so,

Mrs. Ramsey.

Hmm...

I'd go with the red.

It compliments

your hair.

Oh. My thoughts exactly.

Rosemary leveaux.

Dottie Ramsey.

Are you a seamstress,

miss leveaux?

Oh, no,

I'm an actress.

Although I have sewn

my own costumes

on occasion.

My husband and I

absolutely adore the theater.

You won't believe this,

but I've always dreamed

of acting.

Oh, of course I believe it!

Who wouldn't want to be

someone else,

if only for an hour or two?

So true.

And so I took a bow...

And I ran off the stage,

just as the curtain

fell from the rafters!

That was my very first

"curtain call" in New York.

But not my last.

Miss Thatcher,

have you met the charming

Rosemary leveaux?

I've had the pleasure.

Miss Thatcher and I

share a common interest.

He looks good in red also.

Oh my.

Are you talking

about the constable?

Are we,

miss Thatcher?

I believe you're the only

one speaking, miss leveaux.

You're so right.

I do seem

to have a lot to say.

Oh, and it's so entertaining.

I simply can't believe

you're not married yet,

Rosemary.

Well, I do hope

to change that,

sooner rather than later.

Forgive me.

I shouldn't be talking

about this in front of you.

Feel free to say whatever

you wish in front of me.

Likewise.

Or behind my back,

if you prefer.

As an actress,

I'm used to both.

Oh, how could that

be possible?

Thank you, dottie.

Miss Thatcher!

How well do you

know our Jack?

Not as well I thought.

We've known

each other forever,

just about.

Our fathers were

mounties together.

How fortuitous.

Yes.

Although Jack didn't always

want to be a mountie.

He wanted to be a painter.

Jack?

A painter?

Yes.

Of course, you've only

known each other

a short while.

Excuse me.

Hmm, pencils, soap, string.

My, you have

a busy day planned.

Yes.

Are you hungry, Rosemary?

Oh! I could eat a horse.

Although that wouldn't be

very ladylike, would it?

Then you will come with me

to the cafe.

How wonderful.

She's awfully pretty.

Yeah.

Now, what was on

that list again,

miss Thatcher?

Pencils,

soap, and....

String.

Oh, I almost forgot.

You got a letter.

Thank you.

"Dear Beth,

your mother and I can't help

but fear for your safety.

Julie wrote to us

of your harrowing ordeal

with the outlaws,

and I'm afraid it's all

too much for us to bear.

Which makes my good news

all the more heartening.

Briarcliff prep academy

here in the city

has offered you a prestigious

teaching position.

You would be the first woman

to join the staff."

Miss Thatcher...

Hello, Wyatt.

Thank you.

I found them

very interesting.

Especially the one

on physical engineering.

You read them both?

Already?

Oh my, I must say,

I am more than impressed.

Your folks must be very proud.

It's just my mother.

Pa left us.

I'm so sorry.

My sympathies.

Oh, he didn't die, ma'am.

He abandoned us.

Oh.

We get by.

But we don't talk much

about books at home.

I mostly read in private.

Why is that?

Surely your mother

approves of reading.

We all work really hard.

There just

doesn't seem to be time

for much else.

I see.

Well, then, I will just have

to sort through my library

and see what else

you might like.

Thank you, miss Thatcher.

Is that the boy

you were telling me about?

He read two

university level books

in as many nights,

including the one

I couldn't get

through myself.

The mine swallows

another one.

Not if I can help it.

-Oh, no...

-Just give me that.

Let's get some coffee.

Do you have

anything stronger?

Apparently, she can shoot,

fish, recite Shakespeare,

sing,

play two instruments...

Oh, and shine shoes.

Is there anything she can't do?

Her juggling

could use some work.

She bruised

half the apples in my cafe.

That's not all she bruised.

The truth is,

I'm ashamed of my jealousy.

But...

She takes over

every room she's in.

She's a shiny new object.

She'll tarnish.

That could take a long time.

Or not.

Elizabeth, her qualities

could blow away in the wind.

Yours are steadfast.

You're good-hearted

and loyal...

Like a dog.

Or a boring schoolteacher

who buys pencils and string.

I doubt Jack would agree.

And besides,

he left her.

Actually, she left him.

Oh.

I think that's

what has me so shaken.

The knowledge

that she broke his heart.

And if she could

do that once,

couldn't she

win it back again?

What does Jack say?

That it's all in the past.

But somehow they look

very much in the present.

Elizabeth,

he did come back for you.

He did decide against

cape fullerton.

And now that he's

staying in coal valley,

you'll have a chance

to rebuild your trust.

Elizabeth,

what is it?

I received

a letter from home.

It seems my family

has procured a teaching

position for me

at a prestigious

prep school back home.

I'd be the first woman

ever to teach there.

I see.

Will you take it?

A few days ago,

I would have said no.

And now?

I'm a little less certain.

Is it possible I misread

my calling in coming here?

I can only tell you

to follow your heart.

It was my heart

that led me to coal valley.

Well then, I hope

it keeps you here.

So, perhaps one day,

we'll be back

in a real church again,

but until then,

god is with us...

Right here.

Thank you all.

Have a wonderful week,

and god bless you.

All the women in town

seem to be wearing red.

Well, it appears

you've started a trend.

How flattering.

Pardon the

interruption, folks.

No intrusion.

We were just finishing.

Can I help you, mountie?

Jack Thornton?

Yes, sir.

On behalf of

the governor general,

I have here a commendation

for the capture

of the tolliver gang,

and a reward

for your service

from the Northwestern

banking association.

I was just doing my job,

with the help

of constable O'Reilly.

He'll be receiving

a similar reward

at his new post.

The mayor and I

are so honored

you are our

constable, Jack.

The honor is mine,

Mrs. Ramsey.

Elizabeth...

I don't think I've ever

seen you in red before.

Oh, you won't ever again.

That's a shame.

It suits you.

Then again,

just about everything

suits you.

That's very kind of you.

It's the truth.

-Unless...

-Unless?

You still think

I'm guilty of...

What was it again?

Oh, yes. Perfidy...

Betrayal, treachery,

or treason?

You looked it up?

No, I asked that smart kid,

the Weaver boy.

I don't have time

to look things up.

I was too busy

protecting

this town from criminals.

Jack!

We're all

so proud of you.

And a reward,

how deserving.

You could put it

towards the ranch

you always

dreamed of having.

Well...

That was a long time ago.

Oh, it wasn't so long ago.

Remember those sunset

rides we used to take,

imagining where we'd be

in a few years?

Who would have thought

it would be here?

Okay.

I suppose I should...

Start my rounds.

Excuse me, ladies.

Jack, wait up!

Hello, Mrs. Weaver.

I'm Elizabeth Thatcher,

the children's teacher.

I was hoping to speak with you

for a moment?

Well, of course.

Come in.

Thank you.

Please, have a seat.

Thank you.

Are my little ones

behaving in school?

Yes, they're

adapting quite well.

It's actually Wyatt

I was hoping to

speak with you about.

Oh, no, what did he do?

No! No, no, he's fine.

Um, it's what he can do.

I've been lending

Wyatt books.

Advanced texts really meant

for college students,

yet he sails right through them

as if they were picture books.

Science and math

are as natural to him

as breathing is

to the rest of us,

and his comprehension

of advanced theories is...

It's astounding.

I-I'm not sure I follow.

I believe

Wyatt might be a genius.

And if given the chance,

I believe he's capable of things

far greater

than this place.

He could be the next

Thomas Edison.

With your permission,

Mrs. Weaver,

I'd like to apply for

a scholarship on his behalf

to the college of science

and technology back east,

and I'm quite certain

he would be accepted.

Miss Thatcher,

I've always known Wyatt's

been blessed with a keen mind,

and I appreciate

your interest in him.

But he's taken it upon himself

to make certain sacrifices.

I'm the only man

left in our family now

miss Thatcher.

We need my paycheck

from the mine.

Oh, I see.

Maybe in a few years,

when his brothers

are old enough

to work in the mine,

we can consider more schooling.

Of course.

If you don't mind,

I've brought

some more books for him.

You know, my favorite

Thomas Edison quote

was from when he demonstrated

his first light bulb.

He said, "we will make

electricity so cheap--"

that only the rich

will burn candles."

We're closed,

Mr. gowen.

I didn't come here to eat.

Well, I've already delivered

your share of the weekly

profits to your office.

Yes, thank you

for that.

Doing something different

with your hair?

It looks quite becoming.

And you should be going.

You gave the file to Mr. Avery.

I gave it to the constable,

who gave it to Mr. Avery,

despite your threats.

That file only tells

half the story.

It's the other half

that you should be

concerned about.

Why is that?

My lawyer has brought

information

that I believe will be

quite devastating

to both the memory

of your husband

and to your current

situation here.

Is this a new threat,

or the same one?

I'm losing track.

Let me be

perfectly clear with you.

This is a company town.

The company

provides a livelihood

for you

and for everyone in this town.

The real truth

about what happened

in that mine

is something you,

personally,

do not wish

to see exposed.

But I will be forced to do so

if you and bill Avery

do not stand down.

You're bluffing.

This is not

a poker game, Abigail.

Good.

Then you'll understand

when I don't fold.

You can't intimidate me

anymore, Mr. gowen.

I'll ask you to leave,

Mr. gowen.

And I might remind you

that I am a mountie,

with the authority

to arrest you if need be.

On what grounds?

Impeding

an investigation

and harassment

of a witness.

I'm going to ruin you.

Here you are.

You always had

great aim.

Well, you know,

I've missed once or twice.

My turn.

That's impressive.

I forgot what a good

sportswoman you are.

Do you remember

the last time

we went shooting,

I beat you

best of three.

Vaguely.

Of course you do.

And does Elizabeth shoot?

Or does she just

read about it

in her novels?

You know,

if I didn't know better,

I'd say you were jealous.

I am...

Completely jealous.

I used to have you

all to myself.

Now I not only

have to share you

with the mounties,

but also with

a schoolteacher.

Of course, I can

put up with anything

temporarily.

You are so persistent.

As an actress, I have to be.

Well, as a lady, you don't.

I wish that were true.

I know things

didn't end well between us.

But they will

this time.

Jack...

We have a future,

and it's going to be exciting,

and unpredictable, and...

Perfect,

just like we always dreamed.

I'm sorry, Rosie,

but the only future

I see for myself

is with Elizabeth.

Well, then,

I am just going to have

to change your mind.

And you know me, Jack.

Once I set my sights

on something,

I always get it.

"Why do relationships

always seem to get so

complicated?

Jack has said he cares for me,

and I choose to believe him."

He had feelings for me

before Rosemary arrived,

and feelings

don't vanish overnight.

Yet, young love is so hopeful

and so uncomplicated.

What gets lost along the way?

I've lost my resolve is all.

I was brave enough

to come to coal valley.

I can certainly weather

a juggling, piano-playing,

horse-jumping actress..."

After all, if Abigail

can have faith

after what she's been through,

then so can I."

Did I forget to tell you

what I heard

about Elizabeth?

What's that?

Well, she's leaving.

Wait, what do you mean,

she's leaving?

Well, she got offered

a job back east,

a very prestigious

one, I hear.

Something that would be

very hard to turn down,

I imagine.

Hmm.

Mmm!

"Perhaps

jealousy has made me too harsh.

I should be better than that.

Perhaps in time the two of us

might even be friends...

Or not."