All language subtitles for When.Calls.the.Heart.S08E02

Hello.

Elizabeth, I've been thinking
a lot about you.

Aren't you happy to see me?

Of course, yes.

Welcome home.

What's it gonna be?

It's already a barbershop.

It's my barbershop.

I'm going to see Judge Avery
about your adoption.

Is it something
that you could do?

I'm not in the oil
business anymore.

Love isn't just a feeling
or an emotion,

it's a choice.

So you haven't made a decision?

I'd like you all to meet
my mother.

Helen Bouchard.

I'm not normally given to worry.

I contemplate life with
a fairly even disposition,

charting a course
and holding to it.

[thunder rolls]

But as would a sailor facing
a sudden squall upon the ocean,

with the unexpected arrival
of Lucas's mother,

it's wise to batten down
the hatches.

[thunder rolls]

Who is that, Jack?

Is that your daddy?

Yeah.

Yeah.

Your very handsome daddy.

Yeah.

He was so brave and funny
and smart.

And lots of other good things,
too.

Just like you'll be.

Just like you are.

[knocking]

Mother?

Yes? Come in.

Are you sure that I can't get
you anything to eat?

Thank you. I'm not hungry.

Well, is there anything
that I can do for-

Lucas, I am sorry
but for some reason

this trip has just taken it
out of me.

I just need to stay in and rest.

Of course.

Call if you need me.

When would you like to meet
with Elizabeth Thornton?

I'm really not up to it
right now.

[knocking]

Hello.

Mr. Coulter.
I'm with the railway.

I have a delivery for you.

Fantastic! Yes!

Hey, Lee?

Hey, young man.

That north slope will be
a muddy mess if it rains.

Yeah, I guess you're right.

Maybe we survey it
some other day.

Oh, hey, let me give you
a hand with that.

Oh, thank you very much.

Many hands make light work,
right?

Oh, yes, they do. Ready?

Hi Jesse.

Uh, Lee, your breakfast
is ready.

Uh, kinda busy, sweetheart.

Those bacon and eggs
smell pretty good.

I'll make Lee some more.

It'll just be cold by the time
Lee's finished, anyway.

Thank you.

Oh! What did you get?

Oh, this is one of the crates
we sent home from our trip.

All the way from South America.

Oh, my goodness,
it was so quick!

All the way from South-

Ow! Ow!

Jesse, Jesse, take the box!
Take it! Take it!

Aaargh!!!

Lee! Lee!! What's wrong?

Oh, my back! I can't move!

Call Carson! Call Carson!

Call Carson!

[mouthful]
Call Carson! Call Carson!

Oh, no. Lee.

♪

♪

Where are you all headed?

Me, I'm just doing my rounds.

Like Mountie Grant.

Well, I don't have a horse,
of course.

Of course.

So I can't cover as much ground.

But Robert said we could
come along.

Oh, that's very nice of Robert.

Mrs. Thornton, when is
the end of school?

Not for a while, Opal.

That's good.

[giggles]

Seems like that storm headed
in the other direction.

Hello.

Mountie.

Everything under control?

Yes, sir.

Robert, shouldn't we be going?

I guess.

Bye, Mrs. Thornton.

Bye-bye.

Come on.

Allie has suddenly hit that age.

When it comes to boys?

Yeah.

I might need your advice.

Oh, I'm sure you'll do
just fine.

Allie and I were sorry
we didn't get

to have dinner with you
the other night.

How are you feeling?

Better.

Thank you.

It would have been fun,
the four of us.

Yeah, well maybe we could
try it again.

Well, I should probably finish
my rounds.

I guess I'll cover this way

seeing how Robert has
that way covered.

[sighs]

Ok.

Ahhhh!

Ah.

I'll take it from here.

Alright.

Let me get you settled in

and administer something
for the pain.

- Ok, thanks.
- Thank you.

Faith: We're ready.

- Feel better, Lee.
- Ah, yeah.

Thank you, Jesse,
for all your help,

and thank you, sir.

I'll be praying
for your husband.

I'm sorry, what was that?

I'll be praying
for your husband.

Thank you.

I- I'm sorry, I didn't catch
your name.

Oh, it's Joseph.

Joseph.

Thanks again.

Fiona, here. Let me.

I'm too stubborn to ask
for help.

Yeah, I can be
that way sometimes.

You know, Mr. Weaver misspelled
"nickel".

It's not his shop anymore.

Nickel, isn't that k-e-I?

It's a play on words.

Mr. Nichols was my boss
at the phone company.

Ah.

Hickam: Well, who's Mr. Dimes?

I am.

I mean, there is no Dimes,
or Nichols, really.

Except for the dimes and nickels
a haircut costs.

It's cute.

What's cute?

Oh, I haven't said anything
to Jesse yet.

When Mr. Nichols fired me
from the phone company

he told me I was just a
small cog in a big wheel.

And since Mr. Nichols
belittled you,

by putting his name on the sign

you're saying I can be
a big wheel, too.

Huh! That is cute.

It's my own little inside joke.

And a reminder to always
treat people

with respect and kindness.

Mmm.

You know, nickel isn't spelled
that way, right?

Wha?

It doesn't matter.

What matters is I am
the new barber.

A woman.

Cutting hair.

Why not?

Uh...

Who wants to be
my first customer?

I gotta...

I just had a cut recently.

[sighs]

[giggling]

[engine dies]

Come on, now.

[engine sputters]

♪ When peace like a river
attendeth my soul... ♪

What do you think I might
have done, doc?

Did you feel anything pop?

No.

Anything tear?

I don't think so.

Those are good signs.

I'm gonna have to slide my hand
under your back

just to feel if your spine's
out of alignment.

Let us know if you feel
any pain.

Oh trust me, I will.

I wanna try to avoid any
chiropractics or physiotherapy-

What?

At least until some of
this swelling goes down.

Chiropractics or physiotherapy?
What are those things?

Massage and manipulation
of the back.

Doctors in Chicago are making
great strides with both.

I love Chicago.
There's a theatre-

Oh, ow, ow, ow, ow, ow!

That sounds very serious.

I'm not gonna be able to do an
assessment on this metal gurney.

We're gonna have to move him.

Uh, Molly, we need to move Lee
onto the bed.

We'll need your help.

Oh boy.

Just get into position.

- Ok, ready?
- Ready.

Lift with your legs.

Ayeeee!

It's not that I think legally
adopting Allie is a bad idea,

she's been in your custody,
what...

Just over six years.

Yeah.

But if you start proceedings,

court filings, public notices
in newspapers,

you could really stir things up.

Don't forget Allie's father
tracked you down

from an article in a newspaper.

Which is why I'd like to get
this done while he's in jail.

Alright.

Shall we discuss my fee?

Whatever you think is fair,
Bill.

Just make sure that this
adoption is iron clad, ok?

I need to get some information
from you.

What's Allie's mother's
full name?

Colleen Mayes Grant.

And Allie's full name?

Allison Mayes Parks.

Where did you get that money
Allie's father

was trying to extort?

From Lucas.

You asked Lucas?

You do love your niece.

Bill, who owns this land
right here?

I do.

I was thinking of building
a cabin there, but...

Would you consider selling it?

How much of that money did you
give back to Lucas?

[engine rumbling]

Got a minute?

Lee hurt his back this morning

so I was just heading
to the infirmary.

I hadn't heard.

I'll make this quick.

Would you... would you consider
stopping by to visit my mother?

She has not left her hotel room
since she arrived.

I'm hoping she'll open up
to you.

Why me?

You're easy to talk to.

[exhales]

Alright.

But Lucas, even
just meeting her,

I found her a bit intimidating.

[laughs]

Well, don't worry.

Her bark is much worse
than her bite.

Oh, so she does bite.

[laughs]

What I was afraid of.

[starts engine]

- Thank you.
- You're welcome.

Rosemary!

Oh.

How is he?

Well, they think it's just
a simple sprain.

He's resting.

I'll be able to take him home
this afternoon.

Is there anything
I can do to help?

I wish there were, but no.

Oh, muffin?

[laughs]

No, thank you.

I'm going to see Helen Bouchard
so I come bearing gifts.

Ah, the old saying.

The way to an editor's heart.

I'm not quite sure
that's how that goes.

It is.

Alright.

[knocking] Mrs. Bouchard?

It's Elizabeth Thornton.

Are you awake?

Helen: Enter.

Am I awake?

My goodness, I've been awake
all night.

The saloon can be rather noisy.

It's the quiet I can't stand.

Would you care for a muffin?

Alright.

Um... well then, Mrs. Bouchard.

Helen.

When would you like to begin
discussing the edits on my book?

Manuscript.

You're a talented writer

but you are undisciplined,
of course.

I know I was late sending you
my first draft.

But that's only because

I decided not to let my writing
interfere with my life.

Oh, well, perhaps then my trip
was for nothing.

Mrs. Bouchard-

Helen.

I want you to know I
appreciate everything

that you and Lucas have done
on my behalf.

My writing is very important
to me.

I take it seriously.

But I came to Hope Valley
to be a school teacher.

Well, then should you wish
to demonstrate

just a teensy weensy bit
of dedication

to the craft of writing,

perhaps then you'll be amenable
to speaking.

Say, tomorrow morning?

I look forward to it.

Good day, Elizabeth.

Good day.

Helen.

Ooh.

Weren't we meeting
in the saloon?

Ah, didn't much
feel like breakfast.

I'd like you to reconsider our
partnership in the oil business.

That's the last thing I expected
you wanted to discuss.

I don't know that you're doing
any better without me

than you were with me.

Perhaps.

But what would make me think

that anything would be different
between us?

Well, you could stay
out of my way.

[laughs]

I like you, Henry.

I don't know why, but I do.

No thank you to your offer.

Look, the oil business is a
relentless cutthroat thing.

You know that by now.

I'm willing to get
my hands dirty.

Meaning?

Meaning whatever you want it
to mean.

But I think you understand.

So here is my proposal.

I will double your crude output
in the next year

or I will walk away.

And what happens if you do
double production?

Then I become majority owner
at 60 percent

and you let me handle it
how I would like.

Why the change of heart?

I have my reasons.

Think on it.

Excuse me, sir.

My truck, it ran out of gas
just outside of town.

Oh no. What can I do for you?

Well, I was hoping you could
help me locate someone

to open the gas station.

Hickam.

Don't tell me
you're backing out.

I never renege on a bet.

But this gentleman needs help.

Well, I'll help him.

You go on.

Uh, Jesse Flynn.

Joseph Canfield.

A pleasure.

Hey, Fiona.

Do you have time for a trim?

I think I can squeeze you in.

I... I shouldn't have run off.

You came back and I
appreciate that.

Well, it was the right thing
to do.

And you must have had a bet
with Jesse.

How'd you know?

I have three brothers.

I love Sergeant.

Oh, maybe someday
you can ride him.

I could ride him.

That's a big horse, Robert.

He's not that big.

I've ridden bigger.

Well, we can start
by patting him

and then we can take him
for a walk.

And maybe later I'll ride him.

Mountie Jack used to run him
all the time,

he can get restless.

Don't be shy.

[knocking]

Yes?

Just checking.

Miss Thornton stopped by.

She did?

So that's a surprise to you?

You two have made arrangements
to get together?

Tomorrow.

I believe between her writing

and how she presents herself
I'm going to like Miss Thornton.

She does have that effect
on people.

Nichols and Dimes.

It is funny.

I know my sense of humour is
an acquired taste, it's alright.

Head down.

So why a barbershop?

And not a beauty shop?

I suppose I'll be hearing
that a lot,

might as well get used to it.

To begin with, Mr. Weaver,
who's renting to me,

he already has lots
of customers.

Although they sure don't seem
to be streaming in here.

Chin up.

And men's hair is-
it's easy to cut.

One, two, three,
and you hand them their hat.

Hmph.

Now, a shave, that's different.

Hey, would you like a shave?

No!

[yelps]

Oh, no!

Mike! Are you alright?

Not to worry, Fiona. I'm fine.

Just starting to feel woozy.

Mike?

Lucas!

Don't pass out. Don't pass out.

- Hi.
- Hi.

Fiona: Mike!

With a few days' rest Lee
should be feeling much better.

Oh, good to hear.

Mike: Carson!

My ear.

Is it still there?

Yeah, it's there.

Come on in. I'll fix you up.

I was cutting his hair
and he turned his head.

I...

Cutting his hair?

I'm the new barber.

Oh.

I better check on Mike.

Hmm.

Rosemary.

Hello, everyone.

Oh, my goodness, Opal.

[laughs]

Well, it looks like a very good
ice cream cone.

- Opal?
- Uh-huh.

[laughs] Oh!

Let me find you something
to clean off your face.

Oh, goodness.

She does seem special.

She is.

I take it Elizabeth
is the reason

you decided to settle here.

You have to admit,

it's not like you to stay
in one place too long.

Yes.

And Elizabeth is the reason.

And there's the gentleman

that was with Elizabeth
when I arrived.

Constable Grant.

I assume you and the Constable

are vying for Miss Thornton's
hand.

You are just teeming
with insights today.

Shall we?

- Hi.
- Hi.

Where are you heading?

Uh, just up to Bill's land.

Well, you must be taking it
quite seriously

if you're riding off
so suddenly.

Well, he's got another
potential buyer

so I'd like to see it
as soon as I can.

I think it's time
that I settle down.

Nathan?

Yeah?

When you're back from your trip
perhaps we could get together?

Yeah, alright.

I have to get a few more things
for the trip, so...

Of course.

[horse whinnies]

Allie: Robert! Stop!!

Help!!!

Elizabeth! It's Robert.
I couldn't stop him!

Elizabeth: Robert! Slow down!

Oh!

Elizabeth: Grab on your reigns!

Ah!

Robert: Sergeant stop!

Robert!

Alright, give her a shot.

[engine starts]

- Look at that!
- There you go!

Hey!

Jesse, thank you.
Thank you so much.

Yeah, it's my pleasure.

[hooves clopping]

Whoah!!!!

Robert!

I'm sorry, Mrs. Thornton!

Really, really sorry!

I'm sure that you are.

I'm just-I've never
ridden before

and I wanted to sit up
on the saddle,

and then I just kicked
him like this-

No, no, no! No more kicking.

We'll discuss this
when we get back to town.

At least you don't have to take
Sergeant for a ride later.

Lively little town
you have here.

Yeah, we try.

[laughs]

-Just one more step.

One more step.

Ahhhh!!!

Ow, ow, ow!!!

Lee, are you in actual pain?

No.

No, no, no, no, no. I'm fine.

-Just a-just a little stiff-
-Alright.

Oh, slow, slow,
slow, slow, slow.

I'm going slowly.

Slower, please.

Ok, there we go. Almost there.

Can I sit now? Can I sit now?

Not quite.

- Hold on.
- Yeah.

Now.

[groans] Oh! Ah.

Oh, there we go.
That wasn't so bad.

Oh, no. Not bad at all.
Quite pleasant, in fact.

Here you are.

I need to go next door
and see Elizabeth.

She's got her first meeting with
Lucas's mother this morning.

Oh, did you-did you remember
the sugar for the coffee?

[door closes]

Ugh.

Nope.

Ow!

Aaah!

I still can't get over
what you did yesterday,

giving chase after Robert.

I was afraid for him.

You are so brave.

I don't know about that.

I'm certainly not feeling
very brave now,

going to see Lucas's mother.

Elizabeth, you are
a wonderful writer.

You just stand your ground.

[sighs]

Or, be like Robert
and just hold on tight.

[laughs]

How's Lee feeling this morning?

Sore.

But better, thankfully.

I think we may need another
holiday after all of this.

One in which he just lays
on the beach.

[laughs]

I see the puppy.

[laughs]

Oh, you are a cutie-patootie.

Yes, you are. You know it.

Little Jack: Puppy go.

Puppy's going night-night?

Puppy's going sleepy?

[laughs]

Oh...

Sometimes at night,
when the windows are open,

little Jack's laughter drifts
next door and Lee and I...

Well...

We smile.

[chuckles]

You should go.

I don't want you getting scolded
for being late. Hmm?

I don't know where Laura is.

Well, I'll stay
until she gets here.

You really should head off,
though.

Thank you.

Shoo, mama.

Goodbye, my little man.

Bye-bye, mama.

Shoo!

Alright.

Let's play peek-a-boo
with the doggie.

Where's the dog?

You found him.

Walking, walking, walking.

Excuse me.

Out of gas?

No, that was yesterday, when
I noticed this for sale sign.

Yeah, it's been up there
for a while.

Not a lot of cars
in Hope Valley.

Well, that's bound to change.

Sooner than we know, or like.

Hi, I'm Bill Avery.

Joseph Canfield.

Joseph.

I was here yesterday
making a delivery

and I liked it so much I decided
to have another look.

I understand.

The older I get the more I come
to appreciate Hope Valley.

My daddy says the same
kind of thing.

That's a pretty little church
you have here.

My family and I should
come through some Sunday.

You may want to wait on that.

At the moment we don't have
a pastor.

You ran him off?

[laughs]

Well, we must have
done something.

No, he left to become
a missionary.

Oh.

Well, Bill, I'm looking
to settle down.

From what I see,
I'd like it to be here.

Well, I might know of some land
for sale.

It's a bit out of the way.

Off the beaten path is good.

I know how to use my hands
but I'm not looking to build.

Well, you have met
the right man.

Or the right man who can... who
can take you to the right man.

Would you describe
this character as dour?

I always pronounced it dour.

Oh, for the love of...

At this rate, your manuscript
is never gonna be published.

I'm sorry, Helen, I'm just
not used to writing this way.

Shall we come back to this note?

Please.

Page two.

That's progress.

[chuckles]

Any particular reason
you're selling?

Well, I just haven't spent
too much time here as of late,

and I have another home in town.

Mmm. Well, it's awful pretty.

And peaceful.

I'm sure Minnie would agree.

My wife.

Ah.

We have two children,
a boy and a girl.

And that boy, well, he likes
a lot of room to run and play.

[chuckles]

Well, I think you'll find, too,

it's close enough to town
if you do need anything.

Hmm.

Yeah, it's-it's not far
at all...

[plank clatters]

Bill, if you bust it you buy it.

[laughs]

Well, that ain't nothing.

Besides, I'll most likely do a
good deal of work on the place.

You know, make it our own.

I'm just not that handy myself.

Well, it does look as though

you've taken good care
of things.

Mr. Gowen, we have ourselves
a deal.

Call me Henry.

- That's great.
- Alright.

Well, congratulations, Joseph.

Welcome to Hope Valley.

Thank you, Bill.

How are things going?

I cleaned all the stalls and
I stacked all the bales of hay.

You gave people quite a scare,
young man.

I gave myself quite a scare.

But I learned my lesson.

I'm sure you have.

Allie: Is he done yet?
Opal: Ok. now.

We waited for you.

Hey.

You need to have a bath.

[laughs]

Oh, what a good suggestion
you made to get outside

and get some fresh air.

I don't know anyone

who enjoys keeping their nose
in a book all the time.

As an editor I have found
that authors

sometimes feign indifference
to the characters they create,

or they protest that
they're merely fabrications

outside themselves.

I see how honest you are,
and not just in your writing.

You're honest with yourself
and with others.

I don't know any other way
to be.

Most people, they're
uncomfortable or afraid

and as a result
they wind up hiding

behind a character that they've
created for themselves.

I'm like that, Elizabeth.

I've come here to see Lucas
and to see you, of course,

but if I'm being
completely honest

I've come because my husband...

He left me.

Mrs. Bouchard.

Helen.

Would you like to sit and talk?

Well, there's really nothing
to say.

What's the point?

It's not gonna change anything.

May I ask where Lucas's
father is now?

London.

Or at least that's where he was
when I travelled back home.

Afternoon.

Lucas doesn't know.

I trust you'll maintain
my confidence?

Should I assume that
you're done editing?

Yes, we are for the day.

And the word is "finished",
not "done".

Shall I send you a copy

of Sanderson's Manual
of Good English?

The travails of being raised
by a lover of language.

Who instilled in you a passion
for literature.

True.

And you're a good influence,
as well.

My mother typically works late.

Perhaps we could all get dinner?

I'm afraid I won't be able.

Oh. Well, uh... another night.

Well, I would enjoy that.

Yes.

I hope you both have
a nice evening.

Hi, Mrs. Thornton.

Hello.

Hi.

Laura, where's Jack?

Mrs. Coulter said she wanted
to keep Jack with her today.

I see. Thank you.

Say hi to Jack for us.

I will.

Bye.

Bye, Mrs. Thornton.

Bye, Timmy.

Lucas, may I ask for your help
with something?

- One more block.
- There you go.

You did it!

Good job.

[knocking]

- Oh!
- Oh!

Lee & Rosemary: Oh, who's that
at the door?

Who is that?

Who's there?

Is mommy here? Let's see.

Lee: Whoops!

I hear Jack's been with you
all day.

He has.

- Mummy.
- Hello.

And we have had a ball.

We have.

Have you just loved being

with Aunty Rosie and Uncle Lee
all to yourself?

[giggles]

How are you feeling?

Uh, a little bit better.

Good.

Well, because you both have
always been there for us,

and since it seems like you
could use another vacation,

we thought you might like...

[chuckles]

What is this about?

I have no idea.

Rosemary: Oh!

A night in the Hawaiian islands.

Hawaii?

- Oh my goodness.
- Wow.

We'll start with a little
light fare, nothing heavy.

And then a perfectly paired
bottle of wine,

and finally, music
to set the mood.

Wow.

The flowers are so fragrant.

I know, I can smell them
from here.

Jack, were you in on this?
Did you know?

[Hawaiian music plays] ♪

With that we say "aloha".

Come along.

Thank you.

[closes door]

Well, since there's music...

Oh, Lee, your back.

♪

Mrs. Coulter. May I have
this dance?

[chuckles]

Absolutely.

Just, slowly.

[laughs]

I always wanted to go to Hawaii.

I love you.

I love you.

♪ ...Lulu, she's from Honolulu
and she's waiting there... ♪

Ned, is there any mail
by any chance?

As a matter of fact, Henry...

Here you are.

Oh, uh, Ned...

I know, it's-
it's been returned.

Did you open it?

Henry, of-of course not.

Ned would never do that.

[opens, closes door]

I uh, I forgot to take care of
something in the back.

Goodnight, Florence.

Goodnight.

Florence: Ned was mortified.

And you have no idea
who opened his letter?

Probably the person
whom Henry sent it.

[sighs]

[laughter]

You're staring.

I'm sorry, I'm curious.

And a bit bad tempered.
You're probably hungry.

I am, let's eat.

Molly, come back.

Hello, Bill.

Hello, Molly.

You know, I was just talking
with Florence

about the other day

when you were cooking chilli
over in the cafe and I-

Oh, my goodness. I'm being rude.

Molly Sullivan.

Helen Bouchard. Lucas's mother.

Oh. Oh.

Well, may I say you
certainly have a lovely son.

I'm quite fond of him.

Don't let me interrupt.

You seem to have a fan.

I wasn't aware.

[knocks]

Back so I can finish you off?

So you can finish my haircut.

Thank you, Mike.

Nichols and Dimes.

That really is funny.

Mmmhmm.

No need to keep humouring me.

I'll be more careful this time.

Fiona, it was my fault.

How about we both
take some blame?

My husband needs a haircut.

Jesse!

You said trim.

Oh.

A haircut.

Same here.

Just a trim.

I already tried that one.

[laughs]

Tell me, how did the meeting go
with Helen Bouchard?

Oh, I'm not altogether sure.

And I came away wondering
where did Lucas even come from?

Aside from their shared
love of literature

they really couldn't be
any more different.

Well, perhaps he's more
like his father.

Let's hope not.

Oh?

I really shouldn't say.

[scoffs]

You know how much
I dislike gossip.

Does it involve you?

Yes, in a way.

Well, then it isn't gossip.

Proceed.

Helen confided in me that
Lucas's father left her.

Oh, dear.

And she's asked that I not say
anything to Lucas.

Oh, goodness. That's a terrible
position to put you in.

I agree!

[knocking] Hello?

Look what else I found
in the crate.

Come here.

Oh! A little cowboy.

No, a little gaucho.

[laughs]

Oh, well I'm glad to see
that it fits.

Lee, what else was in the crate?

Um...

It's all coffee?

Elizabeth: That's a lot
of coffee.

Two hundred and fifty
pounds of it.

Well, all I can say is

I hope you didn't buy cream
and sugar to go with it.

[laughter]

Molly, hold on a second now.
We need to talk about this.

I made a fool of myself.

No, no, just hold on a second,
now.

Now, look.

I- I've been a bachelor
for a long, long time.

Just a moment.

Are you under the impression I'm
interested in you as a suitor?

Well, even Lucas's mother said
that it...

I came by your table curious
about the woman

with whom you were dining.

True, I have mentioned to
Florence it would be nice

getting to know each other
seeing as how we've lived

in the same town for years.

Oh.

Well, you see?
You are interested in me.

You flatter yourself.

Gowen: Why is the letter open,
Ned?

Why is the letter open?

I mean, honestly, what-
what's it doing open, Ned?

Why does somebody open a letter

and then return it
to the sender?

You know me better than that,
Henry.

Fellas, fellas, come on.

Henry Gowen cannot come
in here and subject us

to his angry tirades.

Henry!

Ah, ah, I'm fine!

I'm just a little dizzy.

I don't know what happened
in there

but I can probably tell you why.

Your blood pressure
is dangerous.

And it's beginning
to affect your mood-

Carson, you've told me
that before, ok?

I'm trying to get it under
control for the last year.

I'm discussing your case-

Ok, Carson, just stop it!

You're a doctor, alright?

You-you've seen people come
into this world

and you've watched them go out.

[sighs]

Sometimes, just... what you do
in between just isn't enough.

Why don't you come over
to my office

and tell me a little bit more
of what's going on with you?

You're not gonna stop, are you?

Not until you're better.

[sighs]

Alright.

[hooves clopping]

Oh, my goodness.

How was your trip?

Bill's land is beautiful.

There's a-a level, clear spot
surrounded by woods.

Best of all the river's
just a short walk away

so Allie and I can go fishing.

I can totally see us
living there.

Allie and me.

It sounds remarkable.

Yeah.

Nathan, I don't know
where to begin.

Well-uh, here, let me-

No, no, no. Please.

I need to tell you something
that I've known for a while

but I haven't been able to say.

You mean a lot to me.

You and Allie both.

But I've sensed that you're
hoping for something more

than friendship.

I wasn't trying to hide it.

And I appreciate your honesty.

But Nathan, when you were
almost shot-

Elizabeth, just listen to me
for a second, please.

You want more
than I can give you.

It would just hurt too much if
I lost you the way I lost Jack.

I wouldn't let that happen.

You-you can't say that to me!

You have no right
to promise me that.

I would quit.

I'd quit the Mounties.

No!

Elizabeth.

Elizabeth!

I can't stay or it'll only make
it harder for me to leave.

Well, then don't go!

Elizabeth, look.

I know you feel the same way
that I do.

I can't.

Elizabeth, I'm in love with you.

Elizabeth, I love you.

Come on. Come on.

Elizabeth!

♪

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[out of breath]