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** [Rap]

- [Yawns]
- You getting tired, Dad?

Yeah, a little.

- Sure is a lonely road.
- Nice try, but no.

Aw, come on, Dad.
Let me drive. I know how.

You can navigate.
You're a great navigator.

When I was your age,
I was a terrific navigator.

- Dad, look out!
- Hey! Hey! Hey!

You stay here.

What happened? I just about hit you.
You're lucky to be alive.

You're right.
It's totally my fault.

I heard you coming,
and I just didn't want you to miss me.

Yeah, well, is everything okay?

Yeah, you?

- Yeah, I'm fine. I'm fine.
- Hey, look, I'm real sorry.

A deer ran out in front of us,
and I swerved to miss it...

- and, well, you can see for yourself.
- [Thunder Rumbling]

At least Molly and I are okay.
I tried to back out...

but it looks like
I dug ourselves in deeper.

- This is my wife Molly.
- Hi.

- And I'm Woodrow Lovell.
- Dennis Conway.

- Nice to meet you.
- Cool car.

This is my son Nick.
I told you to stay in the van.

- Maybe the four of us could
push it back on the road.
- I think it's in deeper than that.

I have some chains in the trunk,
if you wouldn't mind hitching us
to the back of your van.

I'll take a look.

[Woodrow]
Why is what you're looking for
always on the bottom?

Take that, Molly.

Careful. Careful.

You know what?
We can do this, okay?

[Thunder Rumbling]

[Dennis]
Better hurry. It's going to rain.

Just relax.
We'll be out of here in a minute, okay?

[Dennis]
Okay, Woodrow!

Don't worry, it'll be okay.

I'm not a very good traveler.

Well, my dad and my grandma
started me young.

Every summer,
we would take a trip out west.

Lucky boy.
I wish I'd seen more of the world.

- Aha! Okay!
- All right.

That's it!

Thank heavens
you were kind enough to help.

- I don't know what we
would've done without you.
- No trouble at all.

- Not bad, Dad.
- It's a Chevy. You got the chain?

- It worked!
- Thank you so much.

This Impala's in great shape.
What is it, '60, '61?

Yeah, it's a '61. That's right.

- You into vintage cars?
- Yeah, a little bit.

Forgive me for being so rude,
but we're behind schedule already.

No trouble. We've got to find
a place to stay tonight too.

[Thunder Rumbling]

[Molly]
It's not the time to make friends.

Nothin' we can do?

- Uh, no.
- Okay.

Well, I hope your journey's a good one.

- Thanks again.
- Yeah. You too.

Take care now.

[Molly]
Let's just go.

That's it.

Hey, Dad, look.

Do you think we could catch 'em?

I doubt it.

They're from Springville.

Hey, that's on the way.
I saw it on the map.

- Let's drop it off for 'em.
- All right.

Come on.

Uh-uh-uh.
That's not ours.

Maybe there's something gruesome in it,
and they wanted us to find it...

so we'd get blamed
for the murder.

Come on, Dad. Admit it.
Weren't they a little weird?

What do you mean?

They were, though.

[Chuckling]

[Sighs]

I can't drive anymore.

What do we do now, Woodrow?
We don't have a contingency plan.

I don't know,
but I'll think of something.
I just can't go any further.

Don't.

We have to keep going.
Otherwise, they'll find us.

[Engine Starts]

Where is this place?

- Fifty-four. There it is.
- Hey, good eyes.

Hmm.

[Vehicle Approaching]

Hello?

- Hey.
- Evening.

Could I see some
identification, please?

Yeah, sure.

Just gonna drop off the duf...

Here you go.

- Evenin'.
- Hi.

- White Plains, New York.
- Yeah.

You're a long way from home,
Mr. Conway.

Yeah. I'm on vacation with my son.

I didn't know
I needed a permit for that.

- Is there a problem or something?
- Nope.

Look. I just found this duffel,
and the tag on it said 54 Glover Road...

so I was just trying to do
a favor and drop it off.

- You found that bag where?
- Well, the couple... Molly and Woodrow...

they had some car trouble
up in the mountains.

- What kind of trouble?
- Well, they got stuck.

It wasn't an accident.
Nobody got hurt.

But when they drove off,
they left the duffel, so...

Well, I'll make sure they get it.

Yeah.

Okay. I mean,
this is their house, right?

Yes, it is, but no one's home.

When we drove up,
the lights were on.

Well, that's probably
just an automatic timer.

Thank you for your help, Mr. Conway.
You and your son have a safe trip.

Yeah. Okay.

Oh, hey. Could you point me
in the direction of the closest motel?

Yeah. There's one about
50 miles south in Lexington.

Good night.

Okay.

- What was that about?
- Small town cops... too much time.

[Engine Starts]

We're runnin' on fumes.

Wonderful.

So how long are we gonna stay here?

Well, I'll tell you what.

As soon as that gas station opens
down there...

we'll get gas, grub,
and we'll hit the dusty trail.

Sounds good.

There's no camping here, Mr. Conway.

We got no choice, unless there's
another gas station open in town.

I didn't think so.

Josh, the man's in a bind.
Show him some hospitality.

Mr. Conway, where did you say
you found the duffel bag?

I didn't.

Down Highway 281,
about 100 miles from here.

Gas station opens 8:00 a.m.

- Good night.
- Enjoy your evening.

They sure seemed obsessed
about that duffel bag.

[Door Opens]

[Door Closes]

Molly...

are you all right?

Look at me.

Look at you.

I don't want to be like this.

Do you want to go back?

No.

I want it to be yesterday.

[Dennis]
Good mornin', Springville, USA.

- It's a nice little town, isn't it?
- Yeah.

We should sleep in the camper
every night.

- I feel great.
- Me too.

Yeah. We're just gonna make it.

[Bell Dings]

Will you take over
that carburetor for me?

Get some of that gear, would you?

Get the show on the road.

- I got it.
- Thanks.

- Hey.
- Hey.

- That Vette could use some attention.
- Yeah.

Yeah. It's been hanging
over my head for years.

One of those projects
I'm gonna get to someday.

Oh, yeah.
I got a few of those myself.

- Fill 'er up?
- Yeah, thanks.

Hey, can you recommend a good place
where we can grab some breakfast?

Breakfast? Yeah.
Emma's diner.

- There's no competition.
- Yeah?

- Probably no other diner either, huh?
- Yeah. You got it.

[Bell Rings]

Oh, my, my.
Look at him.

We don't get out much.

He's got a teenager...
obviously married.

You hungry?

- Yeah.
- Yeah, me too.

[Woman]
Morning.

- Hey.
- Hello.

- Coffee?
- Please.

Haven't seen you in here before.

You get lost
or are you just passing through?

We're just passing through, thanks.

Do you make your pancakes
from scratch?

Is there another way?

My grandma used to make 'em
from scratch.

She would use chocolate chips
and bananas too.

That sounds good.

- I'll ask Wilma to do exactly that.
- All right.

- Thanks.
- You're welcome.

Will your wife be joining us?

Uh, no. I'd like the toast
and the fresh fruit, please.

Sure. Be up in a flash.

Thanks.

Hey, Dad, how come
everyone's checking us out?

'Cause we're the two new guys in town.

I don't know. They probably don't get
that many people passing through.

- We're pretty far off the beaten track.
- Hmm.

No wedding band
and no wife in the parking lot.

Well, Emma, I hate to burst your bubble,
but he'll be gone by noon.

- That kid's pretty good.
- I can do better than that.

Go ahead.

- All right. Thanks.
- I'll call you when the food's ready.

[Bell Rings]

Hey, man. Can I show you
a trick on your board?

And why would I let you use my board?

And you're giving me advice
about staying realistic?

I'll see ya.

- Can you ollie?
- Yeah, I can ollie.

- [Engine Revs]
- [Beeping]

Come on, man.

I'm trying to practice.

Look out!

Nick.

Stay down.

- [Screams]
- Are you all right?

Oh, man!

[People Shouting]

- My leg!
- It's all right. Stay calm.

[Man]
Somebody call an ambulance!

Nick? He's my son.
He's my son!

- Dad, my leg!
- I'm a doctor. Let me look at him.

- Hold still.
- Just breathe.

- The cable broke.
- It hurts so much, Dad!

Okay. Just relax.

- Well, it could have been worse.
- Hi. Mr. Conway?

So Nick's gonna be fine, but his
left tibia and his fibula are broken.

- Tibula?
- The bones in your lower leg.

- Otherwise, he's okay.
- Yes.

But there's a lot of swelling,
so we'll have to wait till it
goes down before we can cast.

- How long?
- Hopefully tomorrow,
maybe the day after.

You'll have to stay put until then.

- I guess river rafting's out.
- I guess so.

If you get your cast wet,
a very itchy, stinky, gross mold...

will eat away all of your skin.

[Woman]
Dr. Weston's a fine doctor.

She'll have him fixed up
as good as new, right, Sophie?

I'll try.

If you have a moment, Mr. Conway,
we'll need a statement.

- Insurance, you know.
- What do you need?

I have all the paperwork
down at the station.

All right.
I'll stop by later.

So, this doesn't hurt, does it?

- Not that much.
- Okay.

What's that?
It's them, all right.

[Man On TV]
Susan Alexander, I dare you.

- [Buzzer]
- [Audience Laughter]

Susan, you've got to hit the board.

Okay, and one more time.

It's a microwave oven, Susan.

[Woman]
Oh, wonderful.!

No.

Happy birthday, Molly.

[Molly Whimpering]

Molly.

- Oh, God.
- No.

- Oh, God.
- Josh, no.

No.

- Oh, hey!
- Hey.

Check what I got.

- Ow!
- Ooh, sorry, sorry.

It's all right.
No way. Issue two?

Yeah, original. Not a reprint.

The Violator's a great bad guy.

- So no motel in town, I was told.
- No, not for years.

Well, it's all right.
I slept fine in the camper last night.

You're welcome to sleep
in the bed across from Nick.

Yeah? Thank you.

- It's, uh...
- It's Dylan.

Dennis.

I'll check on him throughout the day,
but he'll be fine.

The Conways are allergic to hospitals.

You look like you could use some air.
Take a walk, clear your head.

No. I'm okay.

There's no need to feel guilty.
We've got him covered.

- I could use a run.
- There you go.

Try the woods north of town.
Watch out for bears.

He's a freelance writer.

He's been a single father
since his son Nick was three.

That's what it's like out there.
Sometimes I forget how lucky we are.

His mother died last year
after a long bout of...

Alzheimer's.

Where are you gettin' that?

- Mr. Conway...
- Call me Dennis.

You probably know everything
about me already anyway.

Where do you get the information?

It's available to law enforcement
through the NCIC... the FBI database.

Well, may I ask why?

We like to know who's visiting.

You don't miss a trick, do you?

Thank you, Mr. Conway.
We do our best.

Now let's get down to business,
shall we?

According to the truck driver,
the accident was just a combination
of unfortunate circumstances.

Yes. Listen, I'm not gonna sue anybody,
if that's what you're worried about.

Do you want me to sign a release?

- No problem.
- Great.

I'm sorry things
worked out this way, Robert.

Mom and Dad made their own choices.

- Some of them weren't the best.
- This belonged to them too.

They wouldn't want anything fancy.
Plain pine will do.

Of course.

I hate signing death certificates.

Everything by the book, Sophie,
including socializing with tourists.

I'm just doing my job, Josh.

Robert.

Can I help you?

- Woodrow?
- No. Robert. And you are?

Uh, Dennis Conway.
I'm sorry.

I thought you were Woodrow.
This is his car.

No, it's mine.

Woodrow was my brother.
He had one exactly like it.

So he's back in town then?
Did he get the duffel bag that I found?

Unfortunately,
he won't be needing that now.

- [Bells Ringing]
- Oh?

There was a terrible accident...
head-on collision.

But there's not a scratch on it.

And I told you this is my car.
Theirs was totaled.

I'm very sorry.
It's terrible to lose family.

Yeah. Yeah, that's the truth.

And if you don't mind,
I could use some privacy.

I'm still in a bit of shock.

- Of course. I'm terribly sorry.
- It's okay.

Told him dad was my brother
and the car belonged to me.

I think he bought it.

He's harmless, Josh.
He'll be gone soon.

I'm just saying that if he isn't,
we're gonna have a problem.

Excuse me.

Gus, this car has been hanging around
for 40 years collectin' dust.

- What's the urgency now?
- Conway.

You know,
the guy whose kid saved Dylan.

He came by, got me thinking
about things I keep postponing.

Uh-huh.

What the heck. It can't hurt
to look her over...

see what needs to be done
in case I get motivated to do it.

You all right about tomorrow night, Gus?
Are you sure you can do it?

I said yes, didn't I?

I don't understand how you two can
act like it's just any other night,
that it doesn't bother you.

- Carol.
- We all know the truth.

Why can't we talk about it?

All right, Jack. Truth.

No regrets, no second thoughts?

Not a one.
How about you?

Nope.

[Motor Whirring]

That's not allowed, Mr. Conway.

What's the problem now?

- This is private property.
- But I didn't see any signs.

The people that live here
don't need signs to know
where the boundaries are.

You keep a lot in your head,
don't you?

The big stuff. Yeah.

I'll drive you to town.

[Dennis]
You a Mariners fan?

McGwire's chasing the record again.

You ever see him hit?
Powerful.

Yankee fan, myself.

Yeah, Yankee Stadium,
house that Ruth built.

Well, before Steinbrenner.

It's pretty exciting to watch
those guys knock 'em out.

That Griffey,
he does it almost every game.

I always watch, hoping he's gonna
wail another one out, you know.

A little bit of history.

You watch baseball?

Okay.

Can you drop me off over there?

You know,
you really ought to catch a game.

I saw the Babe hit number 60,
you jerk.

Hi. You guys don't waste any time.

Woodrow and Molly.

Yes.

Say, how come there are no dates
on any of the headstones?

We know when they died.

Ah.

Doc. Official business?

Woodrow and Molly's paperwork.
I just faxed it to the state recorder.

Sophie, it wouldn't have mattered...
the Lovells staying or leaving.

Yeah. That's what I've been
trying to tell myself...

but I saw their bodies.

And?

And they weren't
the way we knew them.

They were so old.

Isn't it better what happens here...

instead of just leaving it to chance?

I don't know. It seems our tradition
isn't exactly very humane either.

Easy, easy.

Yeah. Yeah, I know.
I know.

Conway. Do you talk to him much?

A bit.

Oh. I know that look.

- No, it's nothing.
- Uh-huh, uh-huh.

He seems like a nice guy.

I hope for his sake
he puts Springville behind him.

Yeah, for his sake.

Hi.

So, did you see what there is to see
of Springville?

Yeah. It seems like
a decent place to live.

I'm starving.
Have you had dinner?

Uh, no, but, uh...

Don't worry. The night shift's on duty,
and we'll just be out front.

- Yeah?
- Yeah.

And so Gus runs out of the hospital,
still in his hospital gown...

running out into the woods.

Hmm. Do you mind if I ask you
a personal question that is
absolutely none of my business?

Fire away.

Where's Nick's mom?

Hmm. You didn't see
the police report?

Uh-oh. I thought they made
copies for everyone.

In their minds, they're just protecting
the town. They mean well.

My wife died of cancer
when Nick was three.

- My mom was helping me raise him.
- Was?

Yeah. She passed away
a few months ago.

She'd been suffering from Alzheimer's
for the past few years, so...

- I'm so sorry.
- Yeah.

Before the disease, she was smart,
she was adventurous...

great sense of humor.

Then she slowly turned into
somebody I didn't know.

How's Nick coping?

We pray about it sometimes.
That gets him talking.

I think he's gonna be okay.

I lost my son.

I can't imagine that.
That must be unbearable.

Never stops hurting.

But life goes on and things change.

Mind if I ask you a personal question,
which is absolutely none of my business?

- Fire away.
- [Dennis Chuckles]

Are you married?

Not anymore.

[Sophie]
You're doing great, Nick.
I'm almost done.

Okay. You'll feel better soon.

Caleb Dunn,
clinic administrator.

- I'm sorry about your son's accident.
- Oh, thank you.

So, how's our young patient
this morning?

Are we ready to give him
his walking papers?

I can't cast him
till tomorrow at least.

There must be something you could do.
Mr. Conway's been more than patient.

- No, not without jeopardizing Nick.
- Right. We wouldn't want that.

I have an idea. Since the accident
occurred in Springville...

the city could pay to have Nick
transported to the hospital
in Lexington.

They have much more sophisticated
equipment there.

Well, I think we'd rather
stay here. Thanks.

Right, Nick?

It's your decision, Mr. Conway.

Sophie, can we speak privately?

Excuse me.

Dad, I think
she's got a crush on you.

Yeah? What makes you say that?

'Cause she's always coming
to check up on me.

- Well, maybe she's got a crush on you.
- No. It's the way she looks at you.

- How does she look at me?
- Like you're the only one in the room.

That's good.

Sophie, this is completely unacceptable.
We have to cast that kid today.

I can't. I'll have to go through
the whole thing again.

- He may never even heal properly.
- What about tonight?

Don't worry.
I'll take care of him.

Come on, Carol.
We've been through this before.

You always said you were
gonna be there for me.

I know, Jack, but I can't.

I don't want to let you down,
but I just can't.

I understand.

I understand.

Shh.

Yeah, right there.

Yeah. Maybe one of those logs
bounced off your head, hmm?

It sure feels like it.

I'm proud of you.
You risked your life to save that kid.

I didn't even think.
There wasn't time.

You've got good instincts, thank God.

Ahem.

- Wow. You look great.
- Thank you.

Do you got a hot date?

No, just a business thing...
a fund-raiser for the clinic.

To tell you the truth,
I wish I didn't have to go.

- Ditch it then.
- I can't.

Can I interest either of you in dessert?

Ah, that depends.
Is it from the diner?

Even better.
Made it myself.

- You made this?
- Mm-hmm.

Boiled the water and opened the box.

Chocolate's my favorite.

Well, enjoy. I've gotta run.

Um, hey, am I gonna,
uh, see you later?

Probably not. These political things
tend to last forever.

- Good-bye.
- Bye.

There's no way
she's got a crush on me.

You are so wrong.

- Grandma taught me how women work.
- Did she?

She said that she tried to tell you,
but you couldn't catch a clue.

[Chuckles]

** [Jazz]

Are we okay to go?

[Sophie]
The sleeping pills worked.

Are you sure?

Yes, Tim.
They'll be sleeping till morning.

Get over here as soon as you can.

I was thinking, just to be totally safe,
maybe I should stay here.

You can't. We need you here.
I've got a feeling Jack might need help.

All right.

- Happy birthday, Jack.
- Thanks.

Where's Carol?

She changed her mind.

I'll be there for you.

There he is.

Happy birthday, Jack.

- Let's get you a drink.
- Ooh. I second that.

- Hey.
- There's the man.

Happy birthday, Jack.
Where's Carol?

- I loved that.
- You are so cute, Jack.

Jack, it's almost dawn.

[Tim]
Everyone, it's time.

Who will help our friend
to cross the spring?

I will. I'll be his guide.

Jack Pendergast, it is first light...

on the day commemorating your birth
in Springville in the year 1900.

- Happy birthday, old friend.
- Happy birthday, Jack.

May your journey be a good one.

Let's do it.

- This is no problem. Hmm?
- Take care of her, all right?

- Make it quick.
- I'll do my best.

May your journey be a good one.

Oh, God bless you, Jack.

Dr. Weston?

His journey has begun.

No. Get away from me.

Nick Conway?

Huh?

- You're his dad?
- Mm-hmm.

Joe Tichenor.
I was driving the logging truck.

Oh.

I'm sorry about your leg, Nick.

My insurance company
told me not to come by...

but I wanted to see
how you were doin'.

It's okay.

- What time is it?
- It's about 10:15.

It's just every time I make a run
to Springville, it gives me the creeps.

- Things aren't the same here.
- How's that?

- Weird. Like for instance...
- May I help you?

Just visiting, ma'am.

I'd better scoot.
You take care, son.

What did he want?

He just stopped by to check up on Nick.
Was pretty decent of him, I thought.

People around here are decent, Dennis.

Are you okay?
You don't seem like your normal,
healthy jogger self this morning.

- Didn't you sleep well?
- Yeah. I slept like a rock.

Just feel like I got hit in the head
by one, but yeah, I slept good.

- Dad, I'm really hungry.
- Yeah?

Could you get me
some more of those pancakes?

Yeah. That sounds good.

I could use a pot of coffee myself.
You want somethin', Sophie?

- No, but thanks for asking.
- Yeah.

[Bell Rings]

- Emma, coffee, please.
- Mm-hmm.

Gas station, right?

Dennis Conway.

- Oh. Gus.
- How you doin'?

Well, my best friend died this morning.

Gus, I'm sorry.

Jack and I were best friends ever since
he beat me up in kindergarten...

after I'd coldcocked him.

My first wife and I
used to double with him and Carol.

How did he die?

Uh, natural. Peaceful.

- He was your best friend?
- Yeah.

Jack was what they call
"young at heart."

Here's Nick's special pancakes.
You tell him Emma sends a big hug.

Thanks.

If there's anything I can do.

Maybe we can make some progress on
that Vette before I go. What do you say?

Why bother?
There's not enough time to finish it up.

All right. Take it easy.

What are you doing?

I don't know.

Nick?

Sophie, are you gonna cast?
You didn't say anything.

Oh, I didn't know myself
until I checked him over.

Nick wanted it to be a surprise.
I'll be done in 10 minutes.

Okay, well, um, I'll leave
your pancakes right here, okay?

- ** [Rap]
- And, uh...

[No Audible Dialogue]

You want me to stay,
or are you okay?

- Oh, no. I'm okay.
- Okay. I've got a few calls to make.

- Is there a phone I could use?
- Use my office. It's down the hall.

Thanks.

[Line Ringing]

You have six new messages
and four saved messages.

Main menu. To access
your new messages, press one.

To hear your saved messages,
press two.

"Molly."

"Natural."

"Woodrow."

"Age 100"?

Sophie.

My God.

It's Gus.

"'55."

[Door Opening]

"We regret to inform you
your... your son..."

- How's Nick?
- Great.

He's back in his room,
if you want to see him.

Yeah, of course I would.

But first, I want to know somethin'.

Sophie, what were
the Roaring '20s like?

And was the Great Depression
really that depressing?

And what was worse?
Was it World War I or World War II?

And were the '50s
just as bland as they say?

Because you look like
you're having fun.

You went through my personal things?

What the hell is goin' on, Sophie?
Who are you? What are you?

- What am I?
- Yes.

What do you think?

Well, you look damn good
for a woman of about 80. Sophie!

I can't tell you.
I swore an oath on my life.

Well, that must be
one hell of a secret.

- It's a choice.
- A choice?

As in do I choose to haul water
on a trip like the Lovells did...

or do I choose to keep strangers away
from a certain mountain spring?

The closer you get to this,
the more danger you and Nick are in.

Nick and I can take care of ourselves.
We don't need your protection, okay?

If you really care, Sophie,
show me what the water can do.

- Dad, catch me if I fall.
- Just a few more steps, Nick.

All right. Here I go.

Why don't you have a seat
right over there? Right here.

- Are you ready, Nick?
- You be careful.

Okay.

Nick, I need you to be real still.

Dennis, we're gonna help him
into the water.

Okay, let's get in the water.

You ready? All right,
put your arm around my shoulder.

- [Grunts]
- Easy. You have to be careful.

All right.

- I feel good.
- Yeah?

- Okay, Nick.
- Put it in there.

Now dive as deep as you can.

- Dad! My leg! Check it out!
- Oh, my God.

The spring, it heals.

Whoo!

Sophie, it's the fountain of youth!

[Nick Laughs]

- I'll be damned.
- You just may be.

As soon as people see Nick,
they'll know we've been to the spring.

It's amazing you've kept this quiet
as long as you have.

Well, we take our oath very seriously.

Never thought
I'd be the one to break it.

How do you justify keeping the secret?

We all believe that if we shared
the spring with the world,
wars would be fought over it...

or millions or people
would come here hoping,
leaving their garbage behind...

and what we have
would be destroyed for everyone.

Nothing would be gained.

So the people of Springville
get it all...

because you were lucky enough
to be born here, right?

The occasional outsider
is invited to stay.

I want to stay.

You don't know everything.
It doesn't last forever.

Well, how long?

A hundred years.
That's what we decided.

How do you decide
something like that?

People aren't meant
to live forever, Dennis...

- and the natural cycle of life is...
- So what happens?

At dawn,
on the day of your 100th birthday...

you no longer drink the water,
and there's no exceptions.

Hell of a way to spend your birthday,
don't ya think?

[Laughing]

- So how old are you?
- In my heart, I'm 17.

What do you think about
settling down here?

I don't know. Why?
Are you thinkin' about it?

Wait, wait, wait.
This is all premature.

It's not up to you, Dennis.

Maybe we should go inside.

- When can I go outside and rollerblade?
- Hold on there, sport.

I want you to be a part of this.

I'm sure if I present my case,
they'll invite us to stay.

- Dad, I never said I wanted to stay.
- Whether they do or not...

comes down to commitment
and trust from both of you.

You need to think this through
very carefully.

Yeah, like what about
all my friends in New York?

And your job.
What about your family, your friends?

Aren't they gonna wonder?

Well, Nick is my only family.
I can write anywhere.

There's no reason for us
to go back to New York.
There's nothing holding us there.

[Nick]
Except it was my home.

Here he comes.

Good afternoon, Josh.
I was expecting you.

You're wanted
down at town hall, Sophie.

You need to stay here, okay?

I'm comin' with you.

You're not a citizen.

- Best to be assertive?
- Just be honest.

You're gonna have to stay here.

I want my chance to speak.

I'm sure you do.

Megan, make sure
he doesn't go anywhere.

[Tim] Admit that you told them
about the spring.

I didn't. Dennis...

Mr. Conway had already
figured most of it out.

- So you filled in the missing pieces?
- I had no choice.

[Emma]
That's not entirely true, Sophie.

You had a little something
to do with it.

You've been encouraging him
since he showed up.

Emma, even if I were lucky enough
to fall in love at my age...

I would never risk the lives
of my friends.

I believe you, Sophie.

- Can we trust him, though?
- Yes. For heaven's sakes, Robert...

he came here to return
your parents' bag.

He's not a man who could
hurt someone for profit.

I mean, he would never
sell out our secret for money.

You don't know for sure.

Does he know about
Jack's birthday party?

I wanted to tell him,
but Nick was nearby.

He won't be 18 for five years.

They all know anyway.

- If we vote no, what happens to him?
- You know the covenant.

We can't punish him like someone
who purposely broke the covenant.

Besides, we have Nick to consider.
He hasn't done anything wrong.

No matter how nice they may seem,
any unknown element poses a threat.

He won't tell anyone
if we let him stay.

Josh, what do you think?

They've agreed
to let you speak for yourself.

[Tim]
Why do you want to stay in Springville?

What do you want from us,
and what are you prepared to give?

Well, I want a safe world
for my son to grow up in.

I'd rather he not experience
the kind of pain or disease
that my wife and mother had to.

I want Nick to reach his potential
and then to go beyond that.

That's what you want for your son.
What do you want for yourself?

- That's all I want for myself.
- You're not being honest, Dennis.

Everyone wants something.

My wife died when she was 24.

There was nothing I could do
to stop her pain or her death.

After that, the future for me
was an illusion.

Everything could be just
snatched away in a heartbeat.

I had two people to love:
My son, my mother.

I wasn't about to risk
loving anybody else...

until now.

[Tim]
Now?

I don't think it's an accident
that I'm here in Springville.

Are you prepared to commit yourself and
your son to the covenant of this town?

Yes, I am.

- What do you think?
- That's not my job.

- Mr. Conway?
- Yeah.

Mr. Conway,
the council has decided...

although not unanimously...

to grant you and your son
conditional residency in Springville.

Oh, thank you very much.

So conditionally,
welcome to Springville.

Welcome to Springville. You know,
you've actually got me believing...

we might get my Vette
running, after all.

You guys make it sound
like it's a disease.
I mean, I like old people.

- I loved my grandma.
- Well, I love mine too.

- Oh, nice!
- How old is she?

Uh, I don't know.

See, at least if I didn't know
how old somebody was,
I had a general idea, you know?

Yeah, but what's it
really matter, you know?

So you know
how to treat 'em... nicer.

- Why? You treat everybody else lousy?
- No. Just the geeks.

No, I mean...

It's like, where's the order of things?
Who can you hang out with?

Who's gonna get your music
and not hassle you about your clothes?

Yeah. Well, you know,
I get your music.

That's 'cause
we're the same age, right?

- Right?
- Uh, well...

I don't remember,
but they told me I was 13.

Well, I don't remember being born,
so I guess that's what they tell me too.

- Yeah, right.
- Hey, Dad.

Hey.

Help me out with
one of these suitcases, huh, prince?

- Hey, Dylan, that's for you.
- Oh, thanks.

- Gotta help out the old guy.
- Of course.

- Hi, Sophie.
- Hey, how you guys doin'?

Hi.

- You're sure this is all right?
- Oh, no, it's a big house.

I got plenty of room.
It'll be nice to share it with somebody.

All right.
Well, just till something else opens up.

In Springville, it could be awhile.
You want a little help with that?

- No, I think I can manage.
- You sure?

I don't know about you,
but I don't trust that Conway
as far as I can throw him.

Not trusting Conway's a given.
What about Sophie?

Can we still trust her?

[Dennis]
This smells great.

Emma's a wonderful cook.

I have to warn you, though.
I am terrible.

Did you ever leave Springville
for any length of time?

Yes. I left when I went to med school,
after my son died.

It was too painful to stay here.

What happened?
Why couldn't the water keep him safe?

Well, he enlisted during World War II.

That was his photograph on your desk.

Yeah.

Is his father still alive?

His father was Gus.

Gus?

- Gus and I were
high school sweethearts.
- Really?

We got married when we were young.

Even if we were perfect soulmates,
I don't think we would have lasted
the 82 years.

And when a child dies...

Well, for us, it was the end.

Yeah.

I promised myself after that
that I would live in the moment.

But I haven't.

Why not?

Right now I can't imagine.

I don't want to lead you on.

You already have.

Hey, yo.

Lookin' sharp.

So I hear you're staying at Sophie's.

Word travels fast.
I hear you were her husband.

That I was.

And you never forget
your first, Dennis.

Sophie was my great love.

- She's a special lady.
- That she is.

She talks like the very idea
is preposterous...

two people being in love
for 82 years...

but I could have stayed
in love with her...

if she would have let me.

This the car you had with her?

No. My, no.
This car was Elvis, you know.

And Buddy... the '50s.

Every decade had its moments.

I enjoyed every one of them.

So you feel like
getting your hands dirty?

- What do you need?
- One of these.

Romance of the open road, eh?

[Siren Wailing]

[Tires Screeching]

What the heck?

Hey, Josh. What's up?

Wasn't speedin', was I?

- Where you goin'?
- Lexington.

Gus and I are working on his Vette,
and he needs some spare parts, so...

- You can get those on-line.
- I wish I could.

I'll have to hit at least a half dozen
junkyards just to get what I need.

You're not hearing me.

Turn your vehicle around
and return to Springville.

You're serious.

Mr. Conway, right now
you are a provisional citizen.

That means you have absolute freedom
as long as you abide by our rules.

Have a good day.

You know...

I'd never say, "I told you so,"
but I think we just moved to hell.

** [Piano: "For Elise"]

[Splash]

** [Whistling "For Elise"]

[Sighs]

Now you know something else
about the water.

I think I'm gonna be very clean
in Springville.

[Chuckling]

[Groans]

- You all right?
- We'll never get it done.

- Yeah, we will. It just takes time.
- I really wanted to see her finished.

Dennis, it's my birthday in two days.

My 100th.

[Engine Revs]

So you're just gonna stop
drinking the water then.
Just like that, right?

No. No, not exactly.

Well, what then?

Gus? Gus? Hey, man.

- [Crack]
- Aah! Oh, man!

What happened?
Lemme see, lemme see.

- We gotta get you to the clinic, bud.
- [Groans]

It was a dumb thing to do.

We could go to the spring,
bathe it in the water.

It's strongest near the source.

Gus said he had a birthday coming up.
How come you never mentioned that?

Maybe I was trying
not to think about it.

Yeah, well, it got me thinkin'.
I remembered what you said...

about you and Gus bein'
high school sweethearts
and how you married young.

And then it hit me. You're probably
gonna be 100 too. Am I right?

More or less.

You didn't think this was something
that we should maybe talk about?

Nothing we say
will make any difference.

I told you it wouldn't last forever.

Yeah, well, I just didn't think
it would fall apart so quickly.

Oh, there you are.

- Hi, Sophie.
- Hi.

- How's your hand?
- It's been better.

Would you mind
if I talked to Dennis alone?

- No, I'm done.
- Good.

- What's up?
- Can you keep a secret?

This entire town is counting on it.

- I quit drinkin' the water.
- How come?

Like I told you,
to see what old feels like.
You know, before my birthday.

I don't know what's
gonna happen exactly or how long.

Gus, why don't you just leave,
you know?

And ruin 100 years of integrity?

- Uh-uh. It's time to pay the piper.
- I'm sorry. I don't understand.

It's not like I've been
cheated out of anything.

If I hadn't been born in Springville,
I probably would have died years ago.

And what's the downside
of doing it like this,
knowing my time and place?

Gives you a chance to prepare,
get your things in order.

Yeah, but they never are, you know?
They never are.

It's like this car.

You're comin' to my birthday party?

Yeah, I'll be there.

All right, a good thing
about Springville is...

if I screw up doing a trick, I could
just go and heal myself in the spring.

- That's a good thing, right?
- Right.

- All right, what else?
- Dad, that's it.

There's nothing to do here.

What about your friend, Dylan?
You've got a good buddy there.

Yeah, but I lost about 20
back in White Plains.

Dad, just 'cause you're a loner
doesn't mean I have to be.

- Hey, hey.
- I said "loner," not "loser."

Look, Nicky.

Sometimes life gives you
these opportunities, right?

And you've got to grab 'em
or they leave, they're gone.

I know the transition's
gonna be hard...

but I think living here
is gonna be better for us.

- You know what I wish?
- Yeah?

I wish I had never told you
to make friends with Sophie...

because if it wasn't for her,
we wouldn't be here.

You don't know that.

And besides,
it's not you that made it happen.

You know,
if you did this for me...

I don't want it,
and you know that.

So since you did it for you,
you're selfish.

How's Gus's party comin' together?

It's gonna be great.
I guarantee it.

Anything special?

We do have a suggestion.

** [Cajun Band]

[People Laughing, Chattering]

- How many of these have you been to?
- Too many.

Look, Dennis, I'm not sure you really
understand what happens here.

There's Gus.

Happy birthday, Gus.

You look pretty good
behind the wheel of that car, old fella.

- You made it.
- Oh, yeah.

- She's a beauty, isn't she?
- Yeah. She turned out great.

It's Gus.

- Surprise, surprise.
- Here's to ya, buddy.

Hey, Gus.

What? What on earth?

- Happy birthday, Gus.
- Thank you.

I spoke with the council.
They agree with your suggestion.

** [Cajun Waltz]

Hey.

You can whet your whistle with that
while you're out here cuttin' a rug.

Enough of this stuff,
and anyone's a hero.

[Microphone Feedback]

Everyone, it's time.

- You take care of Sophie, hmm?
- Of course I will.

- This is for you too.
- Gus...

You think of me
from time to time, hmm...

while you're makin' new memories.

Who will help our friend Gus
cross the spring?

What's he talking about?

I told you they stopped
drinking the water,
but that's only part of it.

Tell me the rest.

Dennis Conway will do it.

You asked to stay and we let you.

This is what you chose,
what we all have to do.

Gus, ask them to pick someone else.
They'll listen to you. Please.

No. Come on, Dennis.

Jack Pendergast
has a head start on me.

Is this really what you want?

Everybody dies.

Nobody wants to.

Tell me what to do.

Well, when Mayor Watanabe says...

you hold my head under.

God bless you, Gus.

Stay low.

It is first light on the day
commemorating your birth...

in Springville
in the year 1900.

- Happy birthday, old friend.
- Happy birthday, Gus.

You may help Gus cross the spring.

Are they gettin' in?

- Is he gonna kill him?
- No, no, he couldn't.

No! I won't do this!
I won't do this!

- Gus, I'm sorry, I can't do this.
- Good.

Gus, I'm sorry.

- Come on, let's go, it's over.
- No, it's not over.

This is unacceptable!

Do you see what your boyfriend
is made of?

You think he's gonna stick around now?
He doesn't care. He never did.

The McLean boy's here!

Let him go.
I got it covered.

Doesn't that tell you something?

You won't let
your own children see this.

- This is murder!
- You have no authority.

- You have to finish.
- Do it, damn it.

Don't worry, I'm leaving.
Sophie!

Sophie?

Sophie?

We can't just let him go.
He knows too much.

Let him go.
Josh has it under control.

- Nick, you all right?
- Yeah. Dad?

- Let him go.
- I'm sorry, Dennis.

By the time I got here,
he already had Nick.

It's all right.
Josh, what are you doing?

You broke the covenant.
You couldn't even drown an old man.

- Get in the car.
- Do what he says, Nick.

He's got nothin' to do with it.
We're just gonna be on our way.

You made a commitment that
included your son, and you broke it.

Hell of a father.

Dad!

You should have joined us, Conway.

When you get older and your son
gets cancer, you are gonna wish
that you could come back.

Now get up and get in the car.

Dad!

- Dad!
- Get out of the car, Nick. Go.

Sophie!

[Sophie]
Josh, no!

[Gunshot]

- [Groaning]
- Dad?

Dad?

Oh, no. Josh.
Josh, don't move.

Go get my bag.
It's inside by the stairwell.

How is he?

He's going into shock.
He's losing a lot of blood.

We gotta get outta here.

No. Even if you leave,
they'll hunt you down...

just like they did with the Lovells,
like they do with anyone who leaves...

I'm not staying here with my son
so they can kill us!

You've got to help me
get him to the spring.

- Will that save him?
- Maybe.

- Dad?
- All right.

We'll take him to the spring.

Then Springville
owes the Conways two lives.

How's he doin'?

Just hurry, okay?

Stay with me, Josh.
Stay with me.

- Careful.
- Yeah.

Someone's coming!

Hold it!

- Josh?
- He'll be all right, Megan.

Turn around.

Let him go.

Don't count on
another chance, Conway.

Come here.

Sophie.

- Come with me.
- I can't.

You're gonna be 100 soon.
What better reason than that?

I have four years left,
and I belong here.

I don't want to leave without you.

I'm as much a part of Springville
as it's a part of me.

I only exist like this here.

I never thought I'd love again, Dennis,
and I have you to thank for that.

Okay, go. Go and live
the way nature intended.

I'll never forget you.

- Good-bye, Nick.
- Bye.

Are you gonna hunt them down?

No, I won't.

[Nick]
Even if I wanted to tell,
nobody will believe me.

[Dennis]
There's gonna come a day, Nick...

when it's gonna seem harmless to
tell somebody you want to impress...

like a girlfriend, your best buddy,
about this special place you know about.

So you let it slip.
But I'll tell you...

if our secret ever gets out, it's over.

I don't think Springville could handle
many more people like us.

I don't ever want
to go back there, Dad.

- Ever.
- All right.

I'm gonna ask you again
in about 40 years.

Fine. Unless you were sick.

If I were sick, you'd take me back?

Yeah.

Well, I think that's a decision
I should make, don't you?

I don't want people dying
until I'm ready.

If you want to play God,
I don't think the position's open.

Dad, what's it like to be 35?

You'll see.

You'll see.

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