All language subtitles for Heartland.S11E02.WEBRip.x264-ION10

Previously on "Heartland:"

- I've got a horse I want
you to look at.

- Whoa!

His name's Flame.

- I'm impressed.
- Thanks.

- I'd like you to keep
training with him,

and who knows?

Maybe you'll be the one to ride
him in the Okotoks show.

Mitch: Nice seein' ya,
I'll see you around.

Okay, all right, see 'ya.

- Could you believe that?!

Acting like that, after what
he put Lou through.

What do you say, are you in?

- I'm in.

Hup! Hup!

Chh! Chh! Chh! Chh! Chh!

Come on, Remi!

- I am so sorry I'm late!

Hi, sweetheart!

- It's okay.
- Oh! It's not okay.

It's your first day
back at work.

- Well, if I leave right now,
I'll be fine.

Although I'd much rather
stay here with you two.

How am I gonna get through
a whole day

without seeing this pretty
little face, huh?

Or this one.

Call if you need anything, okay?
- Okay.

- There's beet and blueberry
puree in the fridge

for her lunch.
- Okay.

- And if you run out,
there's more in the freezer.

- Got it.

- But don't defrost it
in the microwave--

- Ty...
- Okay.

Send me pictures if she does
anything really cute.

Or even mildly cute, or--
- You are--

I will!

- I love you.
- I love you, too.

- No, Lou, like I said,
you're good to go.

The dude ranch is going
to be all--

Yeah, okay, no worries.

Good, I love you, bye.

Oh... oh, no.
- Yeah, let me guess,

you haven't started cleaning up
the dude ranch yet.

- No, Lou's got three guests
booked next week.

- Yeah, well, I guess you've got
a busy day ahead of you.

- What's with the flowers?

- Delivered here for Lisa.

- From who?
- I don't know.

- Well, it's not her birthday,
it's not a special occasion.

You're not curious?

- No.

- What're you doing?
- I'll put it back.

- Oh! French.

Signed by... Fernand.

Fer-
"Fernand."

Does that name mean
anything to you?

- No...

Gimme that!

Don't you have work to do
at the dude ranch?!

- Yeah.

- Well, then, I suggest
you go do it.

Arghh!

- Agh.

- Hey, Georgie.
- Hey.

- So where do you want
to go today?

- Change of plans, I don't...

really feel like going out
for a ride today.

- Oh, are-are you okay?

- Yeah, yeah, I've just got
a lot on my mind.

- Is it Val Stanton?

I'd be a stress case, too,
if I had to jump her horse.

She's extremely intense.
- No, it's not Val.

- Okay, so what's going on?

My brother sent this to me
a few days ago,

I guess he's had it for a while.

He was waiting until I was old
enough to read it.

That guy in the photo...

he's a drunk driver that killed
my parents 14-years-ago.

His name's Charles Thackery.

- Georgie...

I don't even know what to say.

- I looked him up online
yesterday,

and I found some stuff.

- What?
- His address.

He lives just outside Hudson;
I'm gonna go see him.

- I don't think that's such
a good idea.

- No, I-I already made up
my mind.

I'm gonna go see him
later today.

I need to see him
with my own eyes.

Okay, so Mr. Davidson's
gonna come

and pick up Midnight tomorrow,
let's have him all cleaned up,

and the papers ready to go.
- Mhmm.

- Thank you.
- Morning!

- Wow!
- Delivery for Lisa Stillman.

- Well, that's a lovely
surprise,

You didn't have to buy me
flowers!

- Well, I didn't,
they're not from me.

- Oh, well, who are they from?

- I don't know.

- Let's see... oh.

Oh, it's Fernand,
he's a local from Toulon,

We talked investments
last time I was there,

that's very sweet of him.

- Very thoughtful of...
whatever you said his name was.

- Fernand.
- Yeah, him.

So that's all I came by for,

so we'll see you
at the ranch for dinner.

- Oh, you know what?
I don't think I can come.

it's-it's-it's...
foaling season,

and everything's so crazy here.

- Well, shouldn't I be
giving you a hand?

- No, no, no, no, I mean look,

we've got-no, it's fine,
and I have to go.

I'm sorry.

Pete!
- Yes, Ms. Stillman?

I don't know...
this doesn't feel right.

- You didn't have to come
with me.

- Yeah, like I was gonna let
you do this alone?

- I just want
to see him, that's all.

- Okay, well, you've gotta have
something to say

when he answers the door,
and I don't think

"hey, aren't you the guy
who killed my parents?"

is gonna go over very well.

- I'll just tell him I have
the wrong house or something.

- Okay...

- Be right back.

- Hey there.

Can I do something for you?

- Who is it, Charles?
- I don't know.

- Sorry, wrong-wrong house!

- What happened?

Georgie!

Georgie, slow down!

Georgie!

Hey!

What are you doing?

- Hey, stop!

- Who's this guy?
- He's a stray.

Someone brought him in
a few days ago.

I only thought I should play
with him because, you know,

it's important for his
adolescent development.

- Right, that's a relief,

'cause for a second there
I thought you were playing

with him because he's
absolutely adorable.

- Hardly, I see a lot of
so-called adorable animals here,

trust me, I am immune
to melting into a puddle.

Come here.

- You know, Cass,
you could always adopt him.

I think you and Caleb would
make great pet owners.

- I don't know...

maybe one day.

Now is definitely
not the right time.

- I get it, puppies
are a huge commitment.

It's like having a kid.

It's not something
you wanna rush into.

- Right.

Exactly.

Hey, Amy, you home?

- Caleb, shh! She's sleeping.

- I'm sorry, I just came
to drop something off.

- Oh, you didn't have
to do that.

- Cass picked it out,
I hope she likes it.

- Oh, she's gonna love it,
thank you.

- You're welcome.

Well, I should get going.
- Actually, um...

I really hate to ask,
but I promised Georgie

I would do a schooling session
with her this morning,

and my dad was gonna look
after Lyndy,

but then he got stuck
at the dude ranch,

and I was thinking...

- Yeah, for sure.

- It would just be for
half an hour or so.

- There's nothing I'd rather do
than hang out

with my favorite
miniature cowgirl.

- I just put her down
for her nap

so she shouldn't wake up,
but if she does,

just text me,
I'll be right outside.

- Okay, I got this. Relax.

- Amy?

- All right, I'm here,
what's this big emergency?

- There's a skunk in that cabin.

- A skunk?

I just drove all the way
from Calgary for a skunk?

You realize I don't work
here anymore?

- And you do realize
that we paid you

to winterize the dude ranch,
and you cashed the check.

But if you had've done
the job correctly,

the skunk never would've
gotten inside.

So I figured the least
you'd wanna do

is come out here and help me.
- Jack could help you.

That's not why you called me,
so tell me why I'm here.

- Allow me to repeat myself,
we paid you to do a job

you didn't do.

- Call a pest control company.

- I'm not paying another guy
$300 bucks

to fix your mistakes!

Now let's do this.

I don't have all day.
Close that.

- That was terrible.

- Your head doesn't seem
like it's in it today.

Is everything okay?

- Yeah, of course.

- The jumps are higher
than you're used to,

do you want me to lower them?

- No, I've jumped these
high oxers before.

- Okay, so what's
holding you back?

- It's not me, it's Flame. He
just needs some time to adjust.

- Well, nobody said this was
gonna be easy, right?

I should go relieve Caleb
anyway,

why don't we try
again tomorrow.

- Thanks, Amy.

- So what's your deal?

What do you wanna be
when you grow up?

You know, I'm bettin' since
Amy is your mom,

probably not gonna be into
the whole rodeo queen deal.

Yeah, not for you.

Championship barrel racer?

I could see that,
the next Jade Virani.

Those are some big cowgirl
boots to fill,

but... I'd put my money
on you any day, kid.

Mitch: Marshmallows?

Have you done this before?
- What? They love these.

If you don't have anything
good to say,

don't say anything at all.

- Look, you know, I didn't have
to come here today, right?

- I'm well aware of that.

And your fancy new job
in Calgary.

How's the corporate world
treating you?

- It's good... it's really-
it's really good.

It couldn't be better.

- Is it casual Friday?

- Lou's doing great,
by the way.

Her Maggie's franchise
is about to take off

thanks to a new investor.

- Yeah, I know, Peter.

- No, not Peter,
she turned Peter down.

Not that you'd care, based on
your little disappearing act.

- I think we are all set here.

We'll just come back tomorrow,
and see if it worked.

- Oh, I'd love to come
back tomorrow,

but I think I already
have plans.

- Yeah, you do, you're trapping
a skunk.

Dress appropriately.

What're you doing here?

- I was worried about you.

- Jade, please don't make
a big deal out of this.

- I'm pretty sure tracking down
the drunk driver

who killed your biological
parents is like,

the definition of a big deal.

- It's done, so why do we have
to keep dwelling on it?

And Lou's truck is fine,
there's not a scratch on it,

so it's like it never
even happened.

- Georgie, this isn't
the type of thing

that you can just pretend
didn't happen.

I think you should talk
to somebody about it.

Your parents, or Jack.

- No! And you promised
you wouldn't say anything.

- I know, I just...
- A promise is a promise.

You're not gonna kill
the skunk, are you?

- Strictly a relocation
operation.

- Oh! Right in the middle
of dinner.

- You better stock up
on tomato juice.

- Actually, that's an old
wives' tale.

We get calls at the clinic
all the time

when pets get skunked.

We recommend just bathing them
in diluted peroxide.

- Good advice.

- So, we all remember
Constable Jones.

- I'm sorry to interrupt
your dinner folks,

but uh, there's a bit
of a situation.

What kind of situation?

- There's been a complaint
from a property owner

just outside Hudson.

He says that an SUV caused
some damage on his acreage.

Now, we ran the plates,

and the vehicle's registered
to Lou Fleming Morris.

- I didn't mean to.

I accidentally took
a wrong turn,

and ended up at this
guy's place.

I must've hit something
on my way out.

It was an accident.
- Why didn't you say anything?

- I don't know, I wasn't
thinking.

I'll say you weren't.

- The guy who made the
complaint said

there were two girls in the
SUV. Both with brown hair.

- I was there.

- This has nothing to do
with Jade, though.

- Georgie...

- It was my fault,
I was driving. I'm sorry.

I'll pay for the damages
I've caused.

- All right, then, I'll uh...

I'll explain the situation
to the property owner,

and see what he says.

We'll talk in the morning?
- Yeah.

Thanks, sorry about that.

I'll see you out.

Well, that wasn't
too pleasant.

Are you sure you told him
everything?

- Not everything.
- Jade, don't.

- Georgie, is there something
that you're not telling us?

- The property owner...

his name's Charles Thackery.

How do you know him?

- I-I don't know him.

- Show them the article.

- Where'd you get this?

- My brother sent it to me.

- What's it say, Jack?

- It appears Mr. Thackery
is the drunk driver that...

who killed Georgie's parents.

- Come in.

- I'm gonna turn in
for the night.

- Jack, I...

I can't tell you how sorry I am.

- It's okay.

I can't imagine what
it was like for you

to read that article.

- I promise I'll never try
and contact Charles ever again,

I swear.

- You just get some rest.

Your dad's flying in
from Vancouver

first thing in the morning.
- You called him?

- He's your dad, Georgie,
of course I called him,

he's worried about you,
so is your mom.

- They don't need to be.

It was a stupid mistake,

I wanna forget it ever
happened.

- I understand why you might
feel that way,

but you can't put the genie
back in the bottle now,

you're gonna have to deal
with this.

You all right?

Okay, good night.

- You know, before she came
to Heartland,

Georgie was in the foster
system.

That couldn't have been
what her parents wanted.

- Well, her parents probably
didn't have a legal will.

- Neither do we.

- Yeah, but we got
plenty of family,

if anything ever happened
to us,

Lyndy would have lots of people
to look after her.

- I'm sure that's what her
parents thought, too.

- You're right.

We'll make an appointment
with a lawyer... soon.

Like, tomorrow.

So then, who are we
going to appoint

as our legal guardians?

- Uh, I don't know,
maybe Jack and Lisa?

- Grandpa's not exactly
as young as he used to be.

- Well, there's always
Tim and Casey.

Or your sister.
- Hmm...

- Yeah, but she's kind of all
over the map these days.

- What about Caleb
and Cassandra?

- Seriously?
- Yeah.

Caleb was over here today,
he helped me look after Lyndy

when I was out coaching Georgie.

He was really great
with her, Ty,

it was pretty cute.

- Well, there is a big
difference between babysitting

and raising a child.

- Just today at work
Cass was saying

that they're not ready
to adopt a puppy,

so I'm thinking a kid's
out of the question.

- Yeah, I see your point.

- We don't have
to decide tonight,

we can sleep on it, you know?

- Okay.

If only sleep were an option.

- Hey, I've got it, I got it.

- Hello there.
- Howdy.

- You must be Charles Thackery?
- I am.

- My name's Jack Bartlett.
- Nice to meet you, Jack.

- Well, it seems my great
granddaughter

paid you a visit yesterday.
- Look...

I think I'd rather let
the police deal with this.

- And that's your right,
I suppose,

but I'm hoping you'll change
your mind.

- I don't think so.

- Well, just let me explain.

Our family adopted Georgie
about five years back.

Her birth parents
are Matt and Mary Crawley.

- I think you should go.

No, I-I...

please.

Knock, knock.

- Oh! Dad!
- Hey...

So I talked to Constable Jones
this morning.

Apparently Charles is...

gonna drop the complaint
about the property damage.

- Really? Why?

- I don't know, he didn't say.

- That's good,

I mean, I know you're probably
still gonna ground me,

but at least the police
aren't involved anymore.

- Whoa, hey, hey, hey!

I didn't come here to punish
you, you realize that, right?

I came here to make sure
you're okay, sweetheart.

- I'm fine.

You didn't have to come
all the way from Vancouver

just to check on me.

- I know that you didn't
know your birth parents,

but it must've come
as quite a shock

to read that article, right?

- I'm late for my shift, so if
I'm not grounded, then...

- No, you're not grounded.
- Okay.

- I'll give you a ride.
- I can drive myself.

- Wait- oh. right, I forgot.

- Yeah, see 'ya.

- Gait looks pretty good.
- Yeah.

- Thank you so much for
lending a hand today,

it's been so crazy around here,
I need all the help I can get.

- You know I'm more than happy
to pitch in.

Besides, I wanted to give
Peter and Georgie

a little time on their own.

- Oh, yeah, how is Georgie?

- Oh, I think she'll be okay,
at least now that Peter's here.

- Sure.
- Lisa!

- Oh, shoot!

Shoot!

- Who's that?
- Mr. Davidson.

He's picking up a horse,
but he's two hours early.

Lisa: Hi!
Mr. Davidson: Hey.

- Hah! It worked!

I mean-I mean,
of course it worked.

- Yeah... great. It worked.

Now what are we gonna do?
If we get near the thing,

it's just gonna spray us.

- You just uh...
you cover the...

cage with a blanket.

Ugh! Oh! Ewww!
Oh! Ohhhh!

- Oh, ho!
Oh, that is nasty.

- Yeah, well, it's on the
blanket and not on us.

So stop being a baby,
get in there and get the cage.

- What?! Ohhh!

Okay...

All right, well, where are we
gonna put this thing?

- "We?" We're not going
to put it anywhere.

You are gonna take it out
to the wildlife reserve

and you're gonna set it free.

- Oh! Wait! Oh-

And you're not
coming with me?!

- I have plans, I've got a date
with my youngest granddaughter.

Bring the cage back
when you're done.

- Tim- oh-

Oh! Ti--

- Hey, Jack.

- Peter!
- Hey.

- Sorry, good to see you!

- Yeah, you, too.
- How'd it go with Georgie?

- Uh...

Yeah, not too good, honestly.

She told me I should've
stayed in Vancouver.

- I'm sure she'll come around.

General!
Nice of you to drop in,

and help with your
daughter's crisis.

- Really not in the mood,
Tim, honestly.

- You stink.

- It's not that bad.
- It ain't good.

- Honey, where's Lyndy?

I thought I was gonna take
care of her

while you coached Georgie.

- She's just napping, and
Georgie's not back yet, anyway.

You smell worse than a bag
of dirty diapers!

- I got a skunk out
of a dude ranch cabin,

and saved 300 bucks, okay?

Any luck finding anything
out about Fernand?

- Fernand?

- Fernand's a French guy.
He sent flowers to Lisa.

- You're making it sound
way worse than it is.

Hey, the flowers were just
a thank you gift.

- For what?

- I don't know, it's none
of my business.

And it's none of yours, either!

- You know, Jack, you can look
people up on the internet

these days, and find out
all about them.

And Peter has a laptop,
you should look up Fernand.

- No, no, I don't think so.
- Look up Fernand, just do it!

- No. No, he does... no.

And you need more than just
a first name to do a search.

You can't just search
"Fernand."

LeForte.

Fernand LeForte, with an "e."

In Toulon, France,
is that enough to go on?

- Yeah, no, yeah, sure,
we can...

yeah, that's totally enough.

- LeForte.
- Yep, I got it, Tim.

- With an "e."
- Thank you.

Oh, hmm, yep,
there we go, uh...

it looks like Fernand here
is a real estate agent.

- Yeah, the world's
best-looking real estate agent.

- What?

- I'll-I'll do that,
I'll look after her.

- Yeah, I'm gonna...
I'm... joining you.

- Wait--

- I'd like to talk to Georgie.

- Just hold on now.

I'm not sure you should be here.

- Look, I'm sorry about before.

But I just want a chance
to make amends with Georgie,

or... or at least try.

Okay, look.

That's how you get
in touch with me.

- I'm not making any promises.

- Yep.

- I'm gonna make some more
coffee, Jack, you want some?

- You need to see this.

- Where'd you get that?

- From Charles,
he was just at the door.

- What'd he want?
- To meet with Georgie.

He said he wants to make amends.

What's going on in here?

- Hey! Well, Cass was talking
about this little guy so much,

I decided to come see what
all the fuss was about.

- If it's not too late,
we'd really like to adopt him.

- Please tell me
it's not too late.

- It's not too late.

- Oh, my God, that's so great!
Yeah!

You're coming home with us,
Jasper!

Yes, you are! We're-- um...

We-uh, we named him Jasper.

- It's a good name,
it suits him.

- Thanks, um...

Okay, well, I have to go.

I have a vet call,
but I won't be too long.

- All right, well,
take your time.

We'll just be here getting
to know each other.

- Okay, bye.

- Bye.
- Bye!

- Bye, bye, mamma!
- Bye.

Hey! Easy.

- Okay Georgie, bring it in.
- I wanna go again.

- We haven't made much
progress since yesterday.

Maybe we should wait until you
have a little less on your mind.

- I wish everyone would stop
assuming I'm a wreck!

I can do the jumps, we just
need to school Flame harder.

- Georgie,
Flame can make these jumps.

And so can you.

But something's holding
you back.

- I'm not the problem,
Flame is, anyone can see that.

I've got some homework to do,
I'm going back to the house.

- Hey.

- Hey, Tim, I dropped that
skunk off at the...

wildlife reserve.

I put the cage over
by your truck.

The duvet is there as well,
but honestly,

you're gonna wanna throw
that thing out,

it stinks to high heaven.
- Good job.

- Look, maybe you could do me
a favor, too,

and not mention to Lou
that I was here.

I'd rather let
sleeping dogs lie.

- You know, just 'cause things
went south with you and Lou

didn't mean you had
to quit your job.

- Well, it was just...
it was time to move on.

So I moved on.

- Hmm, too bad.

Jack really liked having
you around.

Thanks for your help, Trooper.

- Looking for this?

- Hey...

What are you doing up?
- Can't sleep.

- Well, join the club?

Tell me something,
when was the last time you had

a good night's rest?

- I don't know.

I just keep thinking...

about how different
things could be.

If he didn't decide to drink
and drive that day.

- So...

Charles actually came by
the ranch earlier.

Now I've been debating whether
or not to even say

anything to you about this,
but...

he wants to know if you'll give
him a chance to make amends.

Now, you 100%
don't have to do that.

I mean, I'm not even sure how
I feel about you doing it.

But I do know...

that sometimes in order
to get past something,

the best thing to do
is just to face it head on.

But it's your call, sweetheart.

Okay? Whatever you want
to do is fine.

- It's definitely not
going to be Tim.

- I agree.
He is an amazing grandfather,

but he's not the right choice
for the legal guardian.

- So we've ruled out Jack
and Tim now.

- So I guess that leaves Lou.

- Yep.

Although...
- What?

- Something happened
yesterday at work,

and I'm starting to lean
in a different direction.

You seem very
quiet today.

- Oh, well...

there's something I need
to get off my chest, I guess.

- Okay.

- I have been trying real hard
not to let the fact

that another man bought flowers
for my wife bother me,

but I am failing miserably.

- Now...

I know that may seem petty
and jealous,

but I'm hoping you'll cut me
some slack,

since I don't think you've been
completely honest with me.

- I am broke.

- What?

- Not totally,
but very nearly.

And I'm having a hard time
keeping my business afloat.

People just aren't buying
expensive horses

like they used to, so...

My accountant has suggested
that I lay off

some of my trainers
and my stable hands,

and I don't want to, I can't!

They have mortgages,
and they have families,

and I- so...

- So you're selling your house
in France,

and he's your real estate agent.

- He sent me the flowers
because he was hoping

for a big, fat commission.

- Oh!
- That's it!

- But why didn't you tell me
this in the first place?

- Well...

I-it's difficult to talk
about money with you,

I feel like it's an elephant
in the room,

and you know what,
it doesn't even matter

because I'm not selling
the house,

I'm going to rent it instead,

and I'm gonna use all
the rental money

to keep the lights on here,

and so really,
nothing's changing.

- Well, that's not true,

you can't live in a house
that's rented out,

and I know how much your time
in France means to you.

- Well, I'm not expecting a lot
of sympathy from people

that I have to rent my house
in France, boo hoo!

Cry me a river, right?

- Times are tough for a lot
of people right now.

Well, the very fact that you're
keeping your business going,

and all your staff employed

doesn't make me feel
sympathy for you,

it makes me feel proud.

- Thank you.

- Hello, Georgie.

- I, uh, I don't really know
where to begin.

Um... um...

I'm not here to make excuses.

I was 19-years-old
when I got into my car drunk.

Old enough to know better.

And, uh...

I'm sure the two years
I spent in jail

don't seem like enough to you.

And you're right.

I deserved worse.

But I'm not the same person
I was 14-years-ago.

And I know...

what I took away from you and
your brother is unforgivable.

But I want you to know
how sorry I am.

- Was that your kid?

The one I saw
when I came to your door?

- Yeah.

That's my daughter.

She's 14-months-old,
her name is Jillian.

- That's a pretty name.

- Thank you.

- I guess I was just a little
older than Jillian when my...

when I lost my parents.

I don't remember
my life with them in it.

I only remember my life
without them,

and it was...

it was pretty bad
before I came here.

- I can't forgive you for
something I don't remember.

But you can make me
a promise instead.

- Yeah, all right.

- Promise you'll tell Jillian
you love her, every day.

Even when she stains the carpet
with her grape juice,

or puts a hole in the dry wall
because she did three

cartwheels in a row.

And when she's a teenager,

be the kind of dad that'll...

fly in from anywhere,

just to be there for her.

Even when she pretends she
doesn't want him there.

Because the truth is...

she needs him,

and she loves him.

Even though she doesn't
say it enough.

- I...

I promise.

- So you're probably wondering
what all this is about.

- We wanted to ask you
something.

- You see, Amy and I

are putting together a will
right now,

- And we need to appoint
a legal guardian

for our daughter just in case
anything should happen to us.

- So we were hoping that
you two would agree

to be Lyndy's guardians.

- Yes, of course.
- Yeah, definitely.

- Not that anything would ever
happen to you guys.

- Of course not,
but if it ever did,

we'd love her like she was
our own daughter.

- Yeah.

- Aw, you hear that?
Did you hear that?

- Thanks, Caleb.

- Yep, that's right, Lou.

I saved us 300 bucks getting
rid of that skunk on my own.

Nope! No, it doesn't smell
like skunk in here.

Well, I covered it with
a blanket over the cage

before it sprayed.

Just the one from the bed.

Duvet, blanket,
whatever you wanna call it.

Yeah, I can replace it.

$600?

No, I'm not replacing
the whole bed.

$600 for the duvet?!