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That look straight to you?

Kinda.

Well, you can test-drive
it after school today

if your dad says it's okay.

Hey, Dad? Can I help
Topper after school?

I'm with a customer. Give me
a second, I'll be right in.

Hey, um...

Can you do me a favor?

Just drop this in a mailbox
for me somewhere, okay?

'Kay.

Uncle Top?

Do you think I'll ever get to meet her?

I hope so.

She'd really like you.

Okay.

You come right home

and get your homework
done first, you got it?

Yeah.

Yeah, yeah, yeah.

Okay. Have a great day, buddy.

All right.

You got two PB and J's in there.

Try and save one for lunch.

Okay. Bye, Dad.

You know, you could ride with him

to school someday. It's
just a couple blocks.

I would if I could.

Someday soon, I hope.

See you later, little brother.

_

Code nine! Evacuation in progress!

Sandy? Sandy!

All emergency personnel, evacuate!

I'm Oliver...

Uh...

Cut!

Uh, h-hold on.

I'm sorry.

- Oliver...
- Uh, I'm sorry.

No. No, you're fabulous. Just...

don't look up.

- Yes.
- Okay.

You're doing great, son.

I think you've really captured

the spirit of the
American letter-writer!

I didn't realize it
would be so complicated.

Okay! One more time, folks!

Ready, and...

Sorry! Hold it! Let's wait
for the sirens to pass by.

Waiting for the sirens.

This is so exciting!

I know. There's free food over there.

I brought you a cookie.

Aw!

Uh-oh.

Oh.

Excuse me?

Uh, your receptacle is anachronistic.

My what is what?

Well, um, the mailbox
that you've got, um,

it hasn't been in use since 1997.

And then that pin

that Oliver is wearing, it
was discontinued in 2014.

And in 1848, the postal service...

Who are you?

I'm Norman Dorman.

I'm a student of U.S. postal history.

Well, that's very impressive, Norman,

but we're on a deadline,
and that ship has sailed.

W... during the Mongol empire,

Kublai Khan used more than
6,000 ships to deliver mail.

Most of it said things like,
"we're coming to kill you."

You know...

We got an opening for
a guy like you in DC.

Public relations is looking
for a communications liaison

in the office of postal heritage.

Are you interested?

Well, um...

Why don't you think about it

and give me a call?

I'm here till Friday.

Norman Dorman.

What was that all about?

I think he just offered me a job.

- Oh!
- Here we go!

- Okay.
- Ready, Mr. O'Toole?

Mm-hmm.

Okay. Ready, and...

Action!

I'm Oliver O'Toole,

and I've worked for the
United States postal service

for 17 years.

And I'm Joseph O'Toole,

and I worked for the
post office for 22 years,

and my father worked for the post office

for 50 years,

just like my grandfather.

There's been an O'Toole
proudly delivering mail

since 1789.

Through rain and sleet
and snow and dark of night,

no matter how far, no matter how tough,

if you want it there, we
know how to get it there.

The U.S. postal service...

A grand tradition.

And...

Cut!

Great! We got it!

That's a wrap, folks!

Nice job.

- Thank you.
- That's it?

That is it. Great work.

That was fun.

Hmm.

We should do more stuff together.

Preferably without, uh, make-up.

You know, I've been doing

a lot of backpacking recently.

I thought maybe I'd hit

the El Dorado Canyon this
weekend. You interested?

Oh, uh, this weekend?

Yeah, I know you're
not a big nature guy,

but, hey,

every couple of decades,

we should do a little bonding time, huh?

Oh, I did recently read an article

about father-son bonding benefits,

but this weekend I have a date.

Shane?

Saturday.

- Montaldo's.
- Wow!

And you're actually calling it a date!

Good for you.

Well, some other time, then.

Absolutely.

We had a good day, though, huh?

Dad?

Um, a bunch of us

are going to Mailbox Grille for lunch.

Would you like to come?

Sure.

Meet you there.

Mister?

Excuse me?

Hey!

Is it true?

Is what true?

The post office can deliver anything?

Well, if they can't, nobody can.

Even if you get

peanut butter and jelly all over it

and you drop it in the
street and a car runs over it,

and it gets ripped
up in your bike chain?

Well, I've seen worse.

Um...

- Should you be in school?
- Yeah. Thanks.

There you are.

What's going on?

Eleanor in passports...

She passed.

♪ like a fool I went
and stayed too long ♪

♪ now I'm wondering if
your love's still strong ♪

♪ here I am signed,
sealed, delivered ♪

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♪ Then that time I
went and said goodbye ♪

♪ now I'm back and
not ashamed to cry ♪

I just can't believe it.

It was so sudden.

Well, Eleanor was always surprising us.

Yeah. Remember last
year's Halloween party,

when she went as Charles Lindbergh
delivering the mail to Paris?

And she was a loyal government servant.

Postal to the end.

Norman! You got a second?

- I'm gonna go get us a table.
- Okay.

Bobby found this in that prop
mailbox we were using this morning.

It's definitely not one of ours.

I figured you would
know what to do with it.

Somebody must've thought
it was a real mailbox.

Uh, Las Vegas...

N-e... v? Rita?

Oh, well, there are only two
Nevada zip codes that end in 01,

and only one in the Las Vegas area.

You want something
memorized, she's your girl.

Actually, she's my girl.

Oh!

Anyways, um,

this envelope's been reused,

so maybe we can pull
up a latent address,

or trace the manufacturer
of whatever's inside...

Looks like it's an
American-made t-shirt.

I gotta say, Norm.

You're being wasted out here in Denver.

- Oh, I don't know.
- Yes, you do.

You're good and you know it.

You're just too humble.
You still got my card?

Yes, but...

Call me.

Think big!

Be bold!

Wait. Does that mean that I'm not bold?

I think I'm bold. Am I bold?

Oh. Bold?

Uh, well...

Oh, look! Shrimp!

Just imagining Denver
branch without Eleanor...

We just never know, do we?

When your mother left us,

I never imagined that I wouldn't...

That we wouldn't all
see her again someday.

But she got sick, and then she was gone.

When I got the news that she'd died,

I went up in the mountains
to watch a sunset...

And then I just sat there
in the dark for hours

until I could find a reason

to believe that the sunrise
was worth waiting for.

What did you find?

I decided that...

If I could just wake up every morning...

You'd be there.

Ahem. Do you mind if I join you?

Please!

We're just having one of those

meaning-of-life conversations.

Seems like the right day for it.

Mm.

Did Oliver ever tell you

his "divine delivery theory"?

Hmm!

I didn't know I had one.

Well, you know,

the "we don't find the dead letters,

they find us... Just in
time to be delivered."

I call it "Oliver's
divine delivery theory."

You guys believe every
letter that "finds you"

is on some supernatural schedule?

Yes.

Well, some of us believe, and...

Some of us are open to it.

Huh! Well, let's...

Let's test your theory.

You prove to me

that the next dead
letter you come across

actually makes

some kind of miraculous
difference in the world,

and if you can't,

then you have to let me take you camping

before summer's over.

And if you can prove

some providential postal theory...

Then I'll pick up your
dinner tab at Montaldo's.

Deal?

I'm not really comfortable wagering

the ability of the almighty to...

If the almighty is everything
that you say that he is,

then I think he can handle it.

Deal!

Gotta run.

And I'm sorry about your friend.

Camping?You?

He invited me to bond
with him this weekend.

I told him I had other plans.

Yes, you do.

And you told him we're
going back to Montaldo's?

Well, our first attempt at dinner

was a rather challenging evening,

so returning might allow us to...

To...

Get back up on the horse.

Mm-hmm.

Oliver, for someone who
believes in miracles,

sometimes you can be so...

Practical.

Ah!

All right, Norman.

Would you walk us through this, please?

Ah. Well...

Envelope damaged by tire-tread trauma,

peanut butter, and some sort of grease.

Hmm...

Bicycle chain, I believe.

The zip code suggests it's from
the northeast corner of Las Vegas.

And a men's stinky t-shirt

and a two-page letter
which we haven't read,

in compliance, of course,

with postal privacy code 10-01P.

"Assume nothing." Hmm!
That's good advice.

What are we assuming?

I don't know about you guys, but...

This day's been hard enough

without trying to start
an impossible project too.

Well...

Nothing's impossible.

That's a bold statement, Norman.

Um... yes, and allow me
to be a little bolder.

Something like this dropping in our laps

on a day like today might
seem like bad timing,

but...

We can't assume anything.

It's a... Sort of a...

Divine delivery, perhaps.

Okay.

But if we're gonna do this,
I say we forget protocol,

forget privacy code 10-01P,

and we read the letter
and let the miracles begin.

Well, unless...

You would rather go camping instead.

Camping?

Oliver doesn't like to live outside.

Not on purpose, anyway!

Hmm.

All right.

"Watching the sunset,
sitting in front of the fire,

listening to guitar music..."

Oh, dear.

It's a bucket list.

Wonder if Eleanor had a bucket list.

Do you?

No. Of course, I do
have a list of buckets.

Well...

Except for the part
about eating Mexican food,

- Mmm!
- It's not very creative.

There's nothing about mount Everest

or about riding in a
balloon over Stockholm.

People make bucket lists all the time.

Uh, yes. Not for other people.

Unless...

"Hi. It's me again,

and I know you're probably
getting tired of hearing from me,

but I promise this time

I'm not asking for anything for myself.

I just want to help Sandy.

I'd do anything to be with her now.

I truly believe if we could be together,

I could help her, maybe
even save her life...

But I guess that's not going to happen."

"So I'm just hoping

that you'll do everything
you can to save her.

And if it's too late,

then I hope you'll do everything you can

to make her comfortable.

If I could hold her one more time

and tell her that I love her, I would,

but I'm still not 100% myself,

so I'm enclosing kind of
a bucket list for Sandy.

A few ideas maybe you could
do that might remind her of me.

And I sent her my favorite t-shirt.

She was always stealing it.

Funny how the little
things are what we remember.

I know you have to do
what you have to do,

and I don't blame you.

Just... please just promise me

that if she isn't going to make it,

don't let her be alone when she..."

The, uh...

The last part is missing.

It's a letter like
this on a day like today

that makes our work seem...

Like a calling.

Say what you will

about magic letters, Ms. McInerney...

Whoever wrote this...

Is trying to say goodbye
before it's too late,

and...

We are their only chance
to make that happen.

Of course.

Of course we are.

We'll get this delivered
as soon as possible.

But we don't have an address
or even a return address.

All we have

is the corner that it was mailed from...

Well, sort of mailed from.

- Maybe we could canvass the area.
- Oh, that could take days.

Well, there are

734 small businesses in
the University Hills area

that it could've been mailed from

and Norman and I could
cover it if we did, oh...

185 each for two days.

Good.

Uh, Ms. McInerney...

I can hack into the
t-shirt manufacturer

for points of purchase.

If I can lift a partial print from this,

maybe your friend

at the state division of investigations

- could run it for us.
- Yes. Dale might do us a favor.

Do you want me to find
her number for you?

No, thank you. I actually know it.

I am going to continue to analyze

the letter for a
connection to Las Vegas.

We should all pray that, uh...

Well, I'm going to pray for Sandy,

whoever she is,

that she can hang on until we reach her.

Hi, this is...

Yes!

Uh, well, I was gonna drop by.

Uh, I needed to ask a small favor.

Yes. Uh...

There's also some news I'd
like to share in person.

Certainly.

Okay... 220 down,

523 to go.

Okay. See you at the end of the block.

So you do make the t-shirts,

but you don't do any of the printing?

Do you ship to any
specialty stores in Nevada?

Okay.

Good morning!

Can I ask you a question?

Uh... did you send any...

parcels to Las Vegas, Nevada, recently?

Las Vegas, Nevada, recently?

- Oh. Okay.
- Thank you.

Sunsets, Mexican food...

Guitar music, long
walks in the mountains.

Tsk.

I feel like I know Sandy.

I wish I could help her.

Well, thank you. It was worth trying.

Anytime.

You know that.

I do.

Uh... you said there was something else?

Uh, yes. Uh...

Some sad news.

Ohh... I will never walk again.

Yes, you will,

just maybe not in those shoes.

I'd swear they were two inches higher.

Well, they were.... 10
hours and 300 stores ago.

No luck yet, huh?

There's always tomorrow.

Any progress?

No.

Mm.

What happened with Dale?

Uh, not enough to work with, I'm afraid.

You, uh, you forgot the t-shirt.

Oh. Thank you.

Mm-hmm. Are you okay?

Uh, I've been asked to help

with arrangements for Eleanor's memorial

on Friday. She attended my church.

Oh. So Dale knew her?

Well, everyone knew Eleanor.

She was a wonderful lady.

Well...

Why don't we start again

bright and early tomorrow?

Shall we?

Okay.

'Night.

I don't know, Oliver,

but I'm running out of ideas.

I mean, we're coming up
empty on the tire track

and the brand of
Cologne on the t-shirt.

The t-shirt was manufactured in Ohio,

but it could've been
printed and sold anywhere,

and there are a few thousand women

in Las Vegas named Sandy, Sandra,
Alexandra, Alessandra, or Cassandra.

Norman and Rita have
covered a square mile

of small businesses

and are coming up with nothing.

Maybe...

We finally found a letter
that can't be delivered.

I can't believe this letter found us

only to turn out to be unsolvable.

I can't accept that.

Okay.

So we start again tomorrow?

Tomorrow.

It's been almost a week.

I think we may be running of time.

Oh, have a little faith, Ms. McInerney.

The answer is there.
We're just not seeing it.

I feel the t-shirt is
still our best clue.

"Assume nothing"?

Assume nothing.

- Oliver!
- Oh! There you are!

Hi. I'm so sorry I'm late. I had
a last-minute arrest to process,

and it took forever.

Oh, my goodness. Well, here you are!

Yeah. Any luck with your letter?

Uh, nothing but dead ends.

That's too bad.

Well, it rarely happens to us, but...

Trust the timing.

"Trust the timing."

Well, I have your choir robe.

Thank goodness I didn't send it

to the cleaners just yet.

Dale happens to be the
robe mistress for our choir.

Oh! Wow. She sings, she arrests people,

she's mistress of clothing...

I know, I know.

I'm not half as interesting as I sound.

Um, we should get inside.

We'll see you inside.

Mm-hmm.

I'm here! I'm here!

Rita! Where's Norman?

Oh, he'll be along soon.

He just had a couple stores to look at.

Okay.

And then what?

Well, then I looked at
her, she looked at me,

and I knew that we were
meant for each other.

And she really saved your life once?

Oh, probably a million times.

Is she sick, like you?

Well...

Hi. How can I help you?

Come on.

Um, I'm from the United
States postal service.

Uh, we're attempting to deliver a parcel

that may have been
mailed from this area.

You know, I'm waiting for
some bike seats from Canada.

W... um, this is the
other way around, actually.

Oh.

Well, uh, do you buy your stamps online?

- Yeah.
- Oh! Good!

Well, have you mailed anything to Nevada

or the 89101 zip code recently?

No.

Oh, hold on.

Hey, Top?

Yeah?

You send anything to Nevada?

No.

Hmm.

Sorry.

That's okay, yeah.

Thanks anyways.

Yeah.

[Choir]: ♪ though I may roam ♪

♪ through dark of night ♪

♪ or skies above ♪

♪ my father's love ♪

♪ shall lead me home ♪

♪ a... ♪

♪ ...men ♪

I wonder if she wears her
gun underneath her robe.

Nah...

It's too hard to sing
when you're packin'.

Good morning, family and friends.

As unexpected as
Eleanor's departure was...

We can take comfort

remembering her as a
woman of strong faith

that traveled through life
with the blessed assurance

that her passport

was eternally valid,

stamped,

and certified "permanent"

for entrance into the kingdom of God...

Whenever that day should come.

And friends, I know she would want us

to take a moment today

to really ask ourselves

"are we ready to take that journey?"

She always used to say to me,

"death is nothing to
be scared of, honey...

But it is something to prepare for."

We bid you farewell, Eleanor.

God be with you...

till we meet again.

Beautiful service, wasn't it?

Eleanor would've loved it.

I'm really gonna miss her smoothies.

Eleanor had a blender,

and she used to make me smoothies.

Your song was beautiful.

- Oh...
- Thank you.

And you harmonize so well.

Well, we've been doing
this for a very long time.

Are you coming to the reception?

I wish I could, but I have to get

- back to my crime scene.
- Oh.

Oh. Kidnapping? Arson? Murder?

Cyber crime.

Guy's a hacker.

Oh, good thing we
don't know any hackers.

I don't know any hackers.
Do you know any hackers?

- Nope.
- No.

Good.

That's good.

Uh, I need your robe.

Oh, uh, thank you, very much.

And, uh, don't forget

to talk about the, uh, the thing.

Oh! Yes. The thing. Of course!

- Okay. Bye.
- Bye.

- Bye.
- Okay, bye.

There's a thing?

Well, uh...

Just so you know.

I intend to hack away until kingdom come

if that's what it's
gonna take to find Sandy

before it's too late.

Uh, Ms. McInerney, the "thing"
Dale wanted me to talk about

was that a memorial fund

has been established in Eleanor's name.

She thought I should
bring it up with the board

of the O'Toole foundation.

Oh.

I have the checkbook right here,

and there's plenty of
money in the account

to make a donation, so... all in favor?

Aye!

- Consider it done!
- Thank you.

That was very bold of you, Norman.

So I will see you at the reception?

Yeah. I'm... I'll be right behind you.

I just, uh, need a minute.

Yes.

Ms. McInerney, um...

Dale Travers

is, uh...

my friend.

Of course.

Remember how Eleanor's blender

used to always get stuck on frappe?

Oh, she always handled
it with such grace.

She was gonna give me her recipe

for her bee pollen, ginger,
and kombucha smoothie.

"Come on up to passports," she'd say.

"Anytime. We'll do some blending."

I waited too long.

I missed my chance.

I'm sorry.

But I believe there's still
a chance to save Sandy.

I'm going back to the
office to keep working.

Oh, we can come with you!

Oh, no, Rita.

You've done plenty. Go home.

Have a good weekend.

If you're sure?

Yes.

Then we'll see you on Monday.

Bye.

Bye.

Uh, what time shall I collect
you at your home tomorrow night?

I can be there by... seven?

There's no rush. Take your time.

All right.

"Assume... nothing."

"Assume...

Nothing."

Ms. McInerney! What's all this?

What you said today,

about passports and-and visas

and preparing for the journey...

It was a metaphor too far, perhaps, yes.

Oliver...

You made us think about

things people don't like to think about,

and yet, somehow,

you didn't make it scary,
you just made it matter.

Oh, well, thank you.

I'm not a church person, like you are,

but what I do know is that...

You need to spend quality
time with your dad,

and you can't wait to
lose a bet to do that.

Oh, I don't intend to lose the bet.

But it doesn't matter,

because even if you win, you still lose.

I don't get to have that
ginger-kombucha smoothie

with Eleanor now

because I thought I had time.

And your dad's not that old, but...

You've lost so much
time with him already.

So I... I packed your bags!

You're sending me to camp?

This was my dad's. It's not new.

It's got everything you
need. It's got a bedroll,

sleeping bag, flashlight,
first aid kit...

The whole shebang! Suitable for bonding.

Ms. McInerney, what about our dinner?

Oliver...

don't worry.

I'm not gonna go back to
Montaldo's without you.

Now, I, uh, I called your dad,
and he's gonna wait for you.

I, uh, I can't leave.

I mean, what about Sandy?

You said this letter...

had a destiny.

Now, do you believe that or not?

Well, yes, of course, but...

Oliver...

I promise you...

I will spend the weekend
doing whatever I can

to do whatever you would do.

I promise.

I don't know what to say.

Yes, I do.

What is, uh...

"Koombatcha"?

"Kombucha."

And...

Let's just say

it's the complete opposite of yoo-hoo.

I will see you...

On Monday...

Shane.

There's a lodge about a
mile from the trailhead.

We can spend the night

and get a good start in the morning.

I feel a little, um, overdressed.

Bears don't care what you wear.

Should I be worried about bears?

Nah.

Worry about the mountain lions.

I'm on my way!

- Okay, take...
- Be down in a sec.

Okay, take your...

Is everything all right?
You seem awfully quiet.

Well, I know we were going to go back

to tiny town land

to see if they fixed the tiny train

through tiny tunnel, but...

Well, I've been working
on being bold, you know.

Oh, I know!

You took Sandy's letter home with you?

A gross violation of
regulation 67K, I know.

But I had an idea...

What has Oliver been saying all week?

"Assume nothing."

And what have we been assuming?

Oh, I don't know.

Maybe the writer is a woman?

Maybe it got mailed from a house

instead of a business?

I mean, there's not
really much left to assume.

All we have is a letter
addressed to Nevada

with business postage.

Okay. Read number four
on the bucket list.

"I remember the first
time I took Sandy out.

We went together to
that Mexican restaurant

at the end of your street,

the one with the hottest
mole sauce in town.

Sandy wouldn't try it,

but she couldn't get
enough of the tamales."

But we already know this, Norman.

I mean, there's gotta be
over 300 Mexican restaurants

in Las Vegas.

Okay. Look at the envelope again.

It's addressed to Las Vegas, N-e...

"v."

We're assuming it's
a "v"! What if it's...

Half of a "w"?

Las Vegas, New Mexico!

Population 13,000.

How many Mexican restaurants
can there be there?

And at the end of the street is...

Sandy!

Ohh!

You're brilliant, Norman.

Thank you.

But... here's the "bold" part.

Do you wanna go to New Mexico with me?

Yes!

Hope you don't mind if
we go off-trail a little.

What?

Mountain bluebird.

They can sing like that all day.

You said you didn't
spend much time outside.

I don't.

I used to when I was
little, though, didn't I?

Yeah!

Anyway, you bought me
a record album once.

"Bird songs of the rocky mountains."

I remember.

- You still have that?
- I do.

Any other kid would have
asked for Springsteen.

Have I been here before?

Well, actually, you...

Ohh!

Dad!

You okay?

Oh... I'm okay, I'm okay.

I just need to catch my breath.

Ahh! So stupid.

I just banged a rib.

Or something.

Here.

Ohh...

Let's get this off.

Yeah.

What am I taking for granted?

Where did you buy the cologne?

Well, um,

it's really not bleeding that much.

Then it probably isn't too deep.

Thanks.

Do you want to turn around?

Oh, no way!

No, this is all part of the experience.

"Man against nature."

Yes.

"O'Toole against log."

All right.

People think New Mexico
is just a big desert,

but 25% of it is covered by forest.

Oh! I didn't know that, Norman.

I did. I know a lot of stuff.

I just don't know what to do with it.

Have you been thinking about
taking that job in Washington?

I've been thinking about
what that director said

about thinking big. It's easy to
be bold about the little stuff.

The biggest thing you ever did

was when you didn't
think at all, Norman.

It was the first time you kissed me.

Enjoy your stay at
the Prairie Dog Motel.

There's a rock collector's
convention going on.

I got the last room.

Well, rooms.

Opposite ends of the Prairie Dog.

Norman...

You don't mind, right?

That, uh, that we aren't...

Oh! Rita, no.

There is a time and a place
to think big and be bold,

and it is definitely not in Las Vegas.

Either of them.

I knew you would say that.

Get some rest, okay?

We have a big day tomorrow.

So, do you have any idea where we are?

Nope.

I thought I did,

but it just got too dark too soon.

We'll figure it out in the morning.

Is that what I think it is?

Gotta have music. You know me.

Or maybe that's what we're here for.

How do you like retirement?

Well, I got a lot of plans.

Learn Italian, go to Europe...

Gotta take some scuba diving lessons.

Plant my own vegetable garden,

practice my guitar,

spend time with my long-lost son.

How is that going?

One out of six ain't bad.

Shane tells me you've got a letter

that isn't looking very, uh, what is it?

Uh...

"Providential."

Does this mean you're admitting defeat?

Absolutely not. Something tells me

that letter is on its own timetable.

Believe it or not,

they found it in that prop mailbox

we were using for the
commercial the other day.

Ripped and mangled envelope,

covered in peanut
butter, bicycle grease...

Been run over by a car?

Yes?

It was a kid!

He asked me if we
could deliver anything,

even if it was totally wrecked.

It had to be him!

Well, the little kid wouldn't realize

it wasn't a real mailbox.

He rode a bike.

He had on a cap.

It was one of those team baseball caps.

It said...

"Kennedy...

Celtics."

Well, we could track him
down through the team.

I need to call Shane.

You could use my cell phone,

but I busted it in the fall.

I don't mean to sound dramatic,

but this actually may be
a matter of life or death.

We'll pack out first
thing in the morning.

All right, Dad. Time to get up.

You already missed the sunrise.

Dad?

Dad?

Dad?

Yeah...

Time for the sniff test.

Where's the t-shirt?

Oh, man.

Oh, this is New Mexico, Norman.

We have to adapt.

I just don't trust a grocery store

with beads for a front door.

Oh...

Hi. We're looking for
the welcome center.

Welcome.

Oh.

Igneous rock seminars are
in the conference center,

buses for the petrified forest tours

leave out front every 30 minutes.

Oh, we're actually looking
for a Mexican restaurant.

Well, you're in new Mexico,
so how hard are you lookin'?

We're looking for the one

with the hottest mole sauce.

You want the hottest...

- Yes, please.
- "Super-hottest..."

"Hottest in New Mexico,"
"hottest in Las Vegas..."

"Hottest west of the Rio Grande,"

"too hot to handle,"

or "hotter than
hell-in-a-handbasket hot"?

What's the difference?

Well, it's the peppers.

Start with your habaneros.

You got your red ones,

your green ones, your white ones,

you move on up from there
to your Trinidad scorpions,

your Carolina brain-burners,

devil's tongues, nuclear winters,

to the mother of 'em
all, "instant insanity."

Oh...

I don't suppose they're
all on the same street?

Nope.

Well, I'm hungry now.

This'll be fun!

That wasn't so...

Mm!

Mm!

Oh...

You're doing great!

Woo!

♪ Ai, yi, yi, yi

Oh!

You're okay.

Norman, would you say,
if you could speak,

that the aztec grim reaper pepper

is the hottest mole in
Las Vegas, New Mexico?

That's great!

Then Consuela's Cozy Kitchen
is the place we're looking for,

and Sandy'll be at the end of that road.

Oh, Norman! Isn't that wonderful?

Norman?

Sort of a green-gray?

With a touch of, uh... yellow.

That'd be a good thing, though,

because he was all green for a while.

Well, does he have a fever?

It's hard to tell if it's a fever

or just actual heat
coming off of his body.

Oh!

Oh...

Oh! Oh! Oops!

There he goes again.

Well, you guys obviously aren't
gonna be at work tomorrow.

Oh, I tried to call Oliver,
but there was no answer.

Oh, well, he went camping
with his dad, but...

he'll be back tonight.

What? What happened about your date?

Oh, don't worry, it's all good.

Ask Norman where the t-shirt is.

Oh, I gotta go.

Thanks! Bye!

♪ Coming for to carry me home ♪

- Oh!
- Hello?

Laid low by a scratch. I feel so stupid.

Dad, could've been me.

I just...

Want to get you to the doctor
before it gets any worse.

Well, the trailhead
should be right over...

No. Right over there.

Should be on the road in half an hour.

I just need to sit a second.

Oh, yeah. Sure.

It's a good thing we're almost there.

Oh, man.

So I need to, uh, make a confession.

Okay.

Yesterday you asked me

if you'd ever been
in these woods before.

And you have.

When?

You were about seven or eight,

and you kept begging your mom and me

to take you hiking in the mountains.

So we did, and you loved it.

You-you loved

the freedom and the-the birds...

Kept running out ahead of us
to protect us from the bears.

Huh!

And then you ran out so far ahead

that we lost you.

And we started calling out,

and things got scary

and we panicked,

and she blamed me and I blamed her,

and, well...

We got in a fight.

Not our first one.

But something about being
alone out in the forest

made it seem so much more raw and bitter

than it had ever been before,

like there was nothing civilized
there to make us hold back,

and we said some awful stuff.

And then we looked around, and...

And there you were,
standing there, watching us,

absolutely broken-hearted.

I could never get you to come
back to the mountains after that.

You were so afraid

that your mom and I would
start fighting again.

You were always trying

to protect us from the bears.

You even asked me if there was a way

for you to go to the forest

without actually going to the forest,

so, I, well...

That's why you got me

"bird songs of the rocky mountains?"

It was that or an
evergreen air freshener.

Your mother left us a few weeks later.

It wasn't my fault,

and it definitely wasn't yours.

But I think...

All these years

that little boy deep down inside of you

has believed it was...

And you've lost a lot of time

and you've missed a lot of love.

And look how long it took you
to come back to the forest.

Don't wait for the
pain to go away, Ollie.

Just...

Just leave it here on the mountain.

Okay, son?

And go back and start over.

Ready?

Yes.

Let's go home.

And the car should be right...

'Morning!

Oliver?

Hello?

Oh, well...

This is it, the end of the road.

And here we go.

And here we go.

Norman?

I was just thinking.

If I call that man who gave me his card

and-and if he offers me
that dream job in D.C.

And if I say yes...

Well, this could be the last dead letter

that I ever deliver.

Well...

Then you should be very proud,

because that letter

is going to make a real difference

for someone.

And when you look back...

You will always know

that you put your whole
heart and soul into it.

And my lower intestine.

Uh, y-yeah.

Okay.

May I help you?

Oh. Uh... hi.

We're from the, um...

We're from the USPS.

Um, we're trying to
deliver a letter to someone

we believe is the care-giver
to a lady named Sandy?

Thank you.

I'm not sure if this is
the right place, but...

You're in the right
place. She'll be right out.

Uh, Sandy?

Is she okay?

Hi?

Oh! Hi!

Are you Sandy?

Oh. No.

This is Sandy.

Oh!

Hey, Sandy! You got a special delivery.

This letter made it seem like...

She didn't have much time.

Well, she was in trouble
there for a while.

Topper was right to worry.

I'm confused. Who does she belong to?

Sandy's a contract working dog.

She does the same job as a combat dog,

only she's owned by a company

that contracts with the military

to send K9 units into war zones.

The handlers we train are usually

former army or marines,

like Topper.

This is his t-shirt.

So Topper wrote the letter?

He's written a few.

So were they partners?

The best K9 team we ever trained.

They attached

to 16 different support operations,

and they did incredibly dangerous work,

searching for explosives
and people who make them.

I read once

that if you had two million apples,

a dog could smell out one rotten one.

Well, let's just say

she found a lot of rotten
apples in Afghanistan.

Until...

Something happened?

Sandy was getting close
to uncovering something,

and somebody tossed a
grenade in the embassy.

They both survived,

but they both came back with PTSD.

Why aren't they together now?

It sounds harsh,

but Sandy wasn't Topper's pet.

I've never saw a dog and a man
that loved each other so much,

but Topper was an
employee of that company,

and Sandy is, well...

Considered equipment.

Ohh. They should be together.

You never forget your
partner, and, well, look...

Sandy's never forgotten her best friend,

but from that letter,

it sounds like Topper
wasn't getting better.

Sandy would be able to make him better.

Probably.

But...

Well, the only way he could have her

would be to buy her from the company.

And Topper wanted to,

but he just doesn't
have that kind of money.

Good girl.

Yeah.

And being the communication liaison

for the office of postal
heritage in Washington D.C....

That would be a bold move.

Well, as the treasurer
of the O'Toole foundation,

you've made a big one
today, don't you think?

Yeah.

Besides, how could I go to Washington

and leave you behind?

Oh, Norman.

If you ever leave me,
I'm coming with you.

_

Hello?

Hello?

Forget it, Oliver.

I just need a little rest,

and then you can help me up,

and we'll try again.

Dad, I don't think you can.

Well, we can't spend another night here.

What is it? Monday?

Well, someone will notice we're missing,

and they'll send help.

I didn't tell anyone
where we were going.

Did you?

Oliver? Come on.

Please pick up.

Bet you wish you were having

that dinner at Montaldo's now, huh?

Oh, Dad, I am so sorry.

I had no idea

it was more than just a small cut.

It didn't feel like more
than... More than that, either.

Ohh...

don't blame yourself.

Oh, I'm obv...

I'm obviously not
getting any better, so...

I think you're gonna have to
hike out of here in the morning

and get some help.

I'm not gonna leave you here.

Oh. Oh...

What if this goes septic, Dad?

W-we'll be fine, Ollie.

Y-your mom and I j-just
disagree sometimes.

You just go have... Have fun.

Joe? Oliver?

Yes!

Hello?

Joe?

Yes. Could I have
extension 1414, please?

Yeah.

Okay.

Uh, forest service is checking
park entrances for Joe's truck.

But that could be
anywhere. He never said...

Well, I'm hoping to get

a hit on an ATM or a gas purchase

or even Joe's cell phone. That
way, we can start to narrow it down.

For now, we just have to wait.

Which is the hardest part.

No cream or sugar?

Nah. In my line of business,

you learn to keep things simple.

You're worried, too, aren't you?

When a man and his father

go backpacking in the
woods for two days,

and three days later they're not back,

it's... unusual.

Oliver O'Toole backpacking
at all is unusual.

It is hard to imagine.

You've known him a long time?

Almost 16 years.

He was a mailman on my beat
when I was a street cop,

and we had a lot of things in common,

so we'd go for coffee
once in a while, and...

He was the one who got
me singing in the choir,

and we went to this prayer group...

Were you two ever... ahem.

You know.

Tsk. Uh...

The timing was never right back then.

And you gotta trust the timing.

You said that before, at the church.

It's just something
we say to each other.

You know...

"To everything there is a season..."

A time to be born and a time to die.

I... I've heard him say that.

He believes it, too.

The problem is...

If God has everything
all figured out, then...

What's the point of
praying for anything?

W-well, I guess I don't
pray to change God...

I pray to change me.

Travers.

Okay.

Right.

Good. Thank you.

They spent Friday night
at Cedardale Lodge,

they checked out Saturday morning,

and they went straight
towards Eldorado Canyon.

It what? Say that again.

Rita! I'm in the mountains!

I said...

We delivered the letter,
but we have a surprise!

Whatever it is, don't
worry about it now. Uh...

I think something terrible has happened.

Oliver and his dad never came back

from their camping trip.

What?

:I'm in

East Eldorado Canyon with the police

and forest service and Dale Travers,

and they think

that Joe and Oliver are
lost up there somewhere,

and...

It's just so big and dark, and...

They can't put a search party
together until the morning.

Rita, I'm... I'm scared.

We're... We're a couple hours away,

but we'll get there as
fast as we can, okay?

So just... Just hang in there.

And pray.

I don't know how.

Are you okay?

I don't...

I don't know if...

If... If I...

Can bear it if anything...

Oliver.

I know. I know.

Oh... god.

Ollie?

Yeah, I'm right here, Dad.

I love you, Ollie.

I love you too.

I just wanted to be sure I said it.

Shh. Hey...

Hold on, 'kay? Just hold on.

You just have to make
it till morning, right?

I'm right here.

♪ Hallelujah hallelujah ♪

Yeah. Got that?

I've been doing this a long time,

and...

It's times like this

that we find out who you really are

and what really matters.

Guess we found out

that I can't handle the pressure.

No.

It's just the opposite.

You followed your instincts,
you made the right call,

and you didn't fall
apart until it felt safe.

Am I?

Am I safe?

Oliver's my friend.

That's funny.

He said the same thing about you.

Oh!

Norman!

Rita! Over here!

So? Any news?

Well, they found Joe's truck over there.

There are six trails,

and they could have
taken any one of them.

They can't do anything until morning.

How come?

Search and rescue can't
start their foot search

until first light.

It's gonna take a lot of volunteers

to cover all the trails,

and even then, there's a storm expected,

so air support's gonna be limited.

So...

We just have to wait.

Well, if there is
anything that we can do...

Um... Sandy.

You have a minute?

So... look.

I know what it feels like

to think that the world
is full of loud noises

and big surprises that
you don't like getting.

And just... you just
wanna be safe someplace

where you think you
won't get scared again.

But, you know, sometimes all it takes

is for somebody to tell
you that you're special,

uh, to make you think

that you could be more
than you think you were,

or do more than you think you could,

and next thing you know,
the world's your oyster.

Wait, uh...

Do dogs like oysters?

Look, my point is,

thinking big and being bold

only seems hard until
you take the first step.

And I don't want be pushy, but...

Oliver's my best friend,

so when we get out there,

I'm gonna need you to
take the first step.

And if you do that,

then maybe someday Topper will too.

Sunrise isn't until 5:58, so...

That is a beautiful dog!

This isn't just any dog.

This is Sandy.

This is Sandy?

Oh!

- And guess what Sandy can do?
- Oh!

And I've still got
part of his choir robe.

Here it is.

It should work. He
wears it every Sunday.

What do I do?

Uh, let her smell it,
and see what she does.

Is there, like, a secret word?

Like... "Go," or...?

Careful, Norman!

Is this a crazy idea?

Absolutely it is,

but what else do you call
it when a rescue dog shows up

when you really need one?

Oliver's divine delivery theory.

Oh. That's one of his best theories.

Well, when can you get the other dogs?

We've only got one here,

and we've got six trails to cover.

Joe! Oliver!

Joe!

Joe!

Joe!

Oliver!

Oliver!

Joe!

Officers!

Park officers! Rangers!

Hello?

Hello!

Over here!

Hello!

Hello! Over here!

Oliver!

Oliver!

Norman! Oh, my god!

Oh, my god.

Please, over here!

Help to base camp.

- We've located them, ma'am.
- Yes!

They've been found.

Thank you.

Oh, Norman.

Clear the way, there, please.

Yes, sir.

Norman!

Oliver!

Everybody back, please!

We need some space, folks.

Folks, just step aside here, please.

You see, if the frame is
bent even a little bit,

then the balance is gonna be off,

even if the wheel looks straight.

Oh, hey!

Hi. I'm, um...

The guy from the post office.

Right! Yeah.

Turns out we had the
right place after all.

Great.

So you delivered your letter?

Uh, yeah.

And they... They sent back an answer.

For Topper.

She's out there.

Hey, Topper?

There's someone here to see you.

Hey-hey-hey. Hey.
Go see what's up.

I think you better come out, Top.

Sandy?

Sandy!

Sandy! Come here!

Come here! Come here, girl!

Hi, girl!

Hi, girl! Hi!

Hi!

Hi!

That is 14 enchiladas' worth

of happiness over there.

Mm.

And worth every one.

What are you thinking?

I'm thinking big.

So, you want to go get some breakfast?

No!

You were about an hour away from sepsis.

Let me guess.

It just looked like a
small puncture wound,

nothing to worry about, and
you boys weren't turning back

for a little scratch?

Something like that.

You were very lucky.

I'll see you later.

Thank you.

You see? I'm lucky.

Luck is the religion of the lazy.

- Who said that?
- I did.

So you're sticking

with your providential
perfect-timing theory, huh?

Remember that kid

with the letter and the ball cap?

That letter led Rita and Norman

to the dog that found us this morning.

It's easier to call that luck,

I guess, than...

to trust the timing was something else.

Well...

One way or the other,

it was something else, all right.

So I guess I owe you a dinner.

You don't owe me a thing.

That nurse says

Shane and Dale are waiting.

Shane and Dale, huh?

Good luck with that.

Something tells me
you'll know what to say.

Dad?

Yeah?

There's been too much
leaving in this family.

Let's not do that anymore.

Got it.

I have never been so happy to
see anyone in my entire life

as I was this morning.

I must look awful.

You look terrible.

Thank you.

For everything.

I wish I could take the credit.

Shane made the call.

Where is she?

♪ In every heart there is a room ♪

♪ a sanctuary safe and strong ♪

♪ to heal the wounds
from lovers past ♪

♪ until a new one comes along ♪

♪ I spoke to you in cautious tone ♪

Well...

I, uh...

Certainly didn't expect

to find you in here.

Neither did I.

I was just so...

grateful.

When I was...

Up on that mountain...

I was so afraid.

I was afraid I was gonna lose my dad.

Afraid that I might not
get off the mountain.

Afraid that I had waited too long...

to start my life over.

Every woman in my life...

Who truly mattered...

Has broken my heart.

So I...

Learned to stop taking chances,

because I never wanted
to feel that way again.

But last night...

When I thought I might
not see the sunrise,

I started to pray.

I prayed for the chance

to live long enough
to be here right now,

to tell you that I hope

our first date isn't our last.

That life is too short

to only drink yoo-hoo.

And I'm ready to...

To try a... um...

Bee pollen and ginger
and koombatcha smoothie.

"Kombucha."

Kombucha.

And I'm also ready to tell you that...

I know you don't believe in miracles...

You would be surprised what
I'm starting to believe.

♪ And you're the
only one who knows ♪

♪ and so it goes and so it goes ♪

♪ and so will you soon I suppose ♪

Thank you...

For saving my life.

♪ So I will share
this room with you ♪

♪ and you can have
this heart to break ♪

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