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- Previously on When Hope Calls.

- I may have exaggerated
my riding experience.

- Gabriel is asking
where my financing is

coming from. He's like
a dog with a bone.

- Sinclair's been using his
money to invest in businesses,

then he starts demanding bigger
and bigger shares of the profit.

- What if they don't wanna pay?
- Ronnie! Are you OK?

- It was an accident.
- Not according to Tess.

She's always
blaming my dad.

You don't know that bridge
was faulty, Tess.

- Do you know how I know?

It collapsed
with my Matthew on it.

♪

(creaking)

- A Mountie's work
is never finished?

- Sad but true. There's barely
a moment to relax.

- So what is it today?
Fugitive hunting,

cattle rustling? Oh no,
it's littering, isn't it?

- It's an ongoing investigation,
so I can't say more. However,

I will say that littering's
a very serious offence.

- So are you just
expecting the guilty

to walk into town
and turn themselves in?

- Sometimes, the key
to an investigation is patience.

The truth will come out,
you just have to let it.

- Well, I wouldn't want to
interfere with a police matter.

Let the investigation continue.

- I thought
I should let you know

that Benson thinks I'm doing
a much better job.

- Benson? You got
another man in your life?

- Would that matter?
- Well, I'd be interested.

I'd like to meet him,
see if he can pass muster.

- Hoho! And that's your job?
- I like to think so.

- Well, you'll face
a tough test in Benson.

- Hm.
- He doesn't really talk much.

- OK.
- He's really big.

- Oh, now I'm getting
really interested.

- Well, if you want to meet him,
maybe we can all go for a ride.

- What, like three of us?

(Grace laughing)
- Benson is a horse.

He's my saddle horse. Lillian's
been letting me ride him.

And if I do say so,
I'm doing a lot better.

- Are you sure?
- I didn't cover myself in glory

the last time we rode.
- You did fine.

- I want to do finer.

- Alright, well, if you're up
for it, I think

it'd be a wonderful idea.
- Perfect.

When's the next time
you're free?

- About tomorrow, early morning?
- Works for me.

And you can see if Benson
and I pass... muster.

(chuckling)

♪
(indistinct chatter)

- Lillian.
- Hey, Hank.

- We all got a kick out of Fred
at the ranch the other day.

- Oh, he had a wonderful time.
Tess was really nice.

- She was certainly
taken by him.

I haven't seen her smile
like that in... in years.

(camera click)

- Hoping you two
can stand stock-still.

I need to get a shot
of the Royal Brookfield,

and it would be nice
to have a couple of folks

standing out in front.
- Of course.

- Alright. Just...

And...

- Do you know who that is?
- He's the reason I'm in town.

- Ted Conacher,
Clearwater Gazette.

- Are you doing a story
about Brookfield?

- About the life and death
of Matthew Stewart.

It's been 10 years since he was
killed in a bridge disaster.

I hear that man saved this town.
Deserves to be remembered.

(theme music)

(birds chirping)
(piano music)

- You know, I've been looking
at this pasture for years, Tess.

Every spring I make you
a little bit of a better offer,

and every spring you say no.

- Well, now I'm saying yes.

You know the price.
It's yours if you want it.

- I've never known you
to sell land before. Ever.

You must be considering
a very handsome opportunity.

- I am.

- Any chance you'd let
a fellow rancher in on it?

- I'd prefer to keep it private.
- I figured.

- So, do we have a deal?

- That's exciting news:
your own house.

- I'm moving into
the old Crawford residence,

and "house" seems like a fairly
ambitious term for that place.

- So are you setting down
roots in Brookfield?

- For now... ever so lightly.

Now, let's see how
our young patient is doing.

Ooh, just as I thought.

You've got the Dreaded Lurgi.
- Oh my!

- Is that bad?
- Oh no, it's nothing!

The Dreaded Lurgi is
what my mom used to call it

when I wasn't feeling well.
Nothing for it but to take

to your bed and wait it out.
- I can do that.

- I didn't mean to scare you.
- Oh, that's fine.

- I sometimes feel I'm speaking
a different language in town.

- I've heard that Britain
and North America

are two places separated
by a common language.

- England does feel
a long way away some days.

Even longer sometimes.
- I'm sure it does.

Well, I better get
this young man

back to the orphanage.

Good luck with your new house.
- Thank you.

- Come along. Let's go.

- The Clearwater Gazette
covering the valley

like the dew. I don't go a day

without reading it.
- How come you're selling

the Hamilton Free Press then?
- We're out of the Gazette!

I can't keep it in stock.
- Is that right?

- Yeah. Anyway, thank you
for coming here

for Matthew's memorial.
I wasn't sure

the paper would be interested.
- Oh, it's a great story.

When the gold ran out up here,
most people thought

the town would disappear.
- Everyone but my brother.

- A man like that,
a man of vision,

he deserves to be remembered.
I'd quite like

to see this portrait.
- Oh, I had an artist

in Hamilton work from an old
photo. Not that there aren't

wonderful artists
in Clearwater, of course.

- I should be heading out to the
ranch. Mrs. Stewart expects me.

- Are you sure you won't
stay for a bite to eat?

I can tell you some
great stories about my brother.

One time when we were teenagers,
the two of us wanted to go

looking for some gold, so we
took our buckets and shovels--

- Mr. Conacher,
I've been looking for you.

Wagon's ready now
if you'd like to head out.

- You know, that would
be great. Thank you.

Uh... can't keep
Mrs. Stewart waiting.

Perhaps you can finish that
story for me some other time.

- That'd be my pleasure.
Hahaha! It is a corker.

Yeah.

♪
(cows mooing)

- Mr. Conacher.

- Yes, ma'am.
- Welcome.

You must be hungry. I've got
some lunch waiting inside.

- Thank you.

Ah, she's done well for herself.
- No one works harder.

- How long have you been
with the Stewarts?

- Matthew Stewart gave me
my first job.

- What was he like?
- Tough,

but fair. Had ambition
but wasn't blind to it.

I suspect you'll find that he
married someone just like him.

- Hmm.

♪

(knocking)

- Eleanor! Is Fred alright?
He hasn't taken a turn, has he?

- No, no, no. He's fine.
Fast asleep at home.

- Oh, thank goodness.
- These are for you.

For your new home.
- Oh, you sweetheart!

Oh, please come in.

Aah!

Maggie, it's lovely!

- I don't have
a lot of... things.

Comes from constantly being
on the move, I suppose.

- The children helped
pick the bouquet.

- Awww! When I was young,

my mother sent us out
every weekend to collect

fresh flowers.
These take me back.

- Do you ever get back home?
- I actually don't know

where that is anymore.
- What do you mean?

- Well, my mother and father
moved to Australia

last month, of all places.

- Oh, my goodness!
The other side of the world!

- Precisely. So...

I actually don't have a home
to go to at the moment.

I do miss England sometimes.
♪

- I can imagine.
- Well, I'd offer you

a cup of tea, but unfortunately,
I'm still without a kettle.

- Water will do just fine.

(scratching noise on paper)

- Fred is sound asleep,
and the rest of the children

are doing homework.
- Mm-hmm.

- What are you doing?

- There's a reporter in town
doing a story

on Matthew Stewart's death.
- Tess' husband?

- Yeah, it's right. There was
an inquiry into the disaster,

and this book has the report
that was issued

at the end of it.

- Well, what does it say?

- I never actually
read it before.

The accident happened
when I was 15, so...

everything just felt
very adult.

But my father always said
that if people would just

read the report that they'd see
that he wasn't to blame.

But Tess just kept
blaming him,

and everyone in town
would believe her.

Nobody in Brookfield
would ever hire him;

he had to travel
further and further for work.

So he was all the way
in Hamilton when he had

his heart attack.
(Lillian writing)

(touching music)
- Lillian...

...I'm so sorry.

What are you gonna do?

- Well, I'm gonna find the facts
that he said were in here,

I'm gonna get
the reporter to read it,

and I'm gonna prove
that he's innocent.

(camera click)
♪

- All this land is yours?
- As far as you can see.

- Wow.
- We started with just

the 10 acres,
but Matthew had big plans, and

after he died, I wanted to make
sure I kept his dream alive.

- Wow! And this ranch,

it's just gotten
bigger and better ever since.

- It has.
More acreage, more cattle,

No matter what it took.
- It must have been tough

suddenly taking over
a ranch

and having to raise your son.

- I feel Matthew
beside me every day.

And at my back
helping me.

And Chuck...
he's my piece of Matthew.

I couldn't be more proud.

- Everything I've heard
about Matthew,

it's a shame
he died so young.

♪
- It was. Still is.

What do you know
about how Matthew passed?

- A bridge collapsed.
A tragic accident.

- Makes it sound like Matthew
was struck by lightning.

Matthew wasn't killed
by accident.

He was cut down
by recklessness.

- Sounds like a terrible loss.
- It was.

- But you kept going.

- Well, I had to.

For my son, for the town.

- You know what that is?

That's a great story.

A story that I am in town
to tell.

- You know, we're getting ready
for our annual cattle drive.

We're taking several hundred
heads down to the line.

I'd love to show you.
- And I'd love to see it.

What's a cattle drive?

♪

(indistinct chatter)

- Constable Kinslow!
Constable Kinslow!

- Lou.
- I had some paper cross

my desk this morning
at the Savings and Loan.

I thought you might
like to know.

- What is it?
- It's a deal

between Tess Stewart
and Tom Clay.

She's selling a bunch of land,
and she wants

the money in cash.

♪
- Is that so?

- You asked me
to keep an eye open

for any big deals.
I hope this helps you.

- I'll let you know.

- Well, I'll just get back then.

- Appreciate the news, Lou.
Have a great day.

- (whispering): You too.

♪

- Joe...
- Ah!

- (laughing): Sorry.
Do you have any currants?

- No. Closest I've got
are raisins.

- Aw, I suppose
that will have to do.

- Oh. What do you
need them for?

- An English recipe
I'm making for Maggie.

I got it from Pearl.

I just hope the raisins
don't ruin it.

- What's the occasion?
- Maggie's moving.

- What?
- To a new house.

- Oh!
- But I think

she's missing England,
so I'm just trying to bring

a little bit of there here.
- It's a great idea.

I wonder if I could help.
- Do you have a hidden supply

of currants in the back?
- No, but maybe we could arrange

something more than food.
- What do you have in mind?

♪

(indistinct chatter outside)

- Ruth! Was hoping
I might see you.

- Well, this just came in.
It was marked urgent.

- Excellent news.
- You want to send a response?

- No, thank you. I'll be able to
talk to him in person real soon.

Thank you for the rush delivery.
- Yeah, not a problem.

♪

- Looks to me like
you're headed into battle.

- Is it that obvious?

- All you need
is a sword and shield.

- Hoping these will be enough.
- Well, who's the enemy?

- Uh, there's a reporter here.
He's doing a story

that involves my father.
- Hauling a camera around.

Sure, I've seen him.
He's inside.

- Good. I'll make sure
he has his facts right.

- Well, if anyone can,
it's you, but...

- But what?
- Father used to say a reporter

knows what they want to print
before they put pen to paper.

- Your father have a lot
of experience with reporters?

- Just a caution.

But I know not to get in the way
of a woman on a mission.

Good luck!
- Thank you.

♪

Mr. Conacher?

- Wait. I met you yesterday.

- Lillian Walsh.
Do you have a minute?

- Well, I was--
- Do you mind clearing this?

- I wasn't actually
finished with that.

- I understand that you're doing
a story about Matthew Stewart.

- Yeah. About what he meant
to this town,

what Tess Stewart
has had to overcome.

- You've already spoken to Tess?
- Of course.

- Well, I'm here
to set the record straight.

My father was Frederic Walsh,
the man who designed the bridge.

Many people in this town
believe that he is

responsible for the accident
that killed Matthew.

- Actually, Miss Walsh--
- But that's not true.

- OK.
- Here, in the summary

of conclusions.
I've underlined it for you.

♪
The members of the inquiry

find no conclusive evidence that
the cause of the collapse was

due to improper construction.
And again

here in the construction
analysis,

while there are
unanswered questions,

the inquiry cannot prove
that improper design was

the underlying cause. So whoever
tells you that my father

was at fault, it's not true.

- Is that all?
- Well, I...

I've also marked some footnotes

I think you would find
of interest, and I have

my father's original blueprints
that I would love to show you.

- Do you want to know
what makes a good story?

- Pardon?
- Sacrifice,

triumph in the face
of adversity.

That's the kind of story
people can't get enough of.

I know what's in this book.

No conclusive evidence?
That's not a good story.

- So you believe
that my father was at fault?

- It doesn't matter
what I believe, it matters

what Tess Stewart believes.
And she believes

that her husband's death
could have been prevented,

and that's what's driven
her to succeed.

- But that's not true.
- Well, it's a heck of a story.

- I thought that reporters
were interested in the facts.

- Look, the man
who publishes my paper,

he and Matthew were friends.

He told me he wanted
one thousand words

to commemorate Matthew Stewart
and that is what he's gonna get.

My job is to do

what my publisher asks me to do,
tell a good story--

- And not tell the truth.
(Conacher sighing)

- I'll tell you what.

If you can find something new,
something definitive,

something that didn't
happen 10 years ago,

I'll reconsider.

Who knows? Maybe it will be
an even better story.

But I'm leaving right
after the ceremony tonight,

so you have until then.

- Thank you for your time.

- Can you get...

(bird calling)
- Do you have another picnic

set up today?
- I think I learned my lesson

last time. We're just gonna
go for a ride today.

- I think Benson and I
make a great team.

I mean, Lillian said
I just have to let him know

who's in charge.
- That's the secret, you know.

You gotta know what's
on your mind, what you want,

where you want to go, and don't
let the horse change that.

(upset horse neighing
and snorting)

Whoa.

♪

Hey, Grace, can we stop
for a second?

- Of course. Why?

- This horse doesn't look right.

(indistinct chatter)
- Lillian.

Lillian?

Hey! Lillian,

are you alright?

- Yeah. Yeah, I...

I was just trying to change
someone's mind,

and I wasn't able to.

- Whose mind?

- Mr. Conacher, the reporter
you've been driving around.

- He does seem like
a fairly confident sort,

not someone who can easily
change their mind.

What were you telling him?
- That the bridge collapse

wasn't my father's fault,
and that it says so in here.

(sigh)
- Laying blame,

isn't that all in the past?
- Well, it won't be now.

He'll be telling Tess' version
of the story all over again.

(Lillian sighing)

I thought it was my chance
to clear my father's name.

I'm sorry, it's... Haha!
It's not like it's your fault.

- No, no, it's fine.
I understand.

(sigh)

- Thank you for lending an ear.

I have until tonight,
so... I'm not beat yet.

♪

- Are you sure
you should be in there?

- She's breathing pretty heavy,
and when we rode up,

she was pawing the ground.
My guess is colic.

- Is that serious?
- If untreated,

it can be, yeah.

- Chuck Stewart!
What are you doing in my corral?

- Hey, Ken.

Just passing through
and saw your horse.

She's having trouble.

- Thanks for
the unsolicited advice.

But get your hands
off my horse.

- Well, actually, Ken, I think
I should take her to town.

- You think she's got colic?
- I know she does.

- So do I. That's why
I'm already treating her.

- With mineral oil?
- It's been working

for as long as I've been a
rancher, which is as lot longer

than you've been a vet.
- Ken has this under control.

- Yeah, I'm not through.
There's a new treatment.

It'll work a lot more
efficiently than mineral oil.

- I appreciate you
educating me,

but mineral oil has been
working for years.

- Things change, Ken. I'm
offering you a better treatment.

- I told you I'm fine.
- I think you've made your case.

- I'm gonna bring it by later.
- Chuck!

- Or maybe you could just
leave my corral. Now.

- Yeah, if that's
what the two of you want.

- How are they coming along?

- Just started. A little fussier
than my buttermilk biscuits.

- I brought the set down
from the attic,

but they'll need a good clean.
- I'll see to it.

Are you sure you want to give it
away? It was your mother's.

- We never use it.

If it'll bring Maggie pleasure,
I'll be happy.

- I'm sure
she'll treasure it.

- Need any more help?

- No, I've got
all the little helpers I need.

♪

- Will Newsome's horse be OK?

- Probably.

- Just probably?

- There's a chance
it could get worse.

- Really?

- Yeah, which is why I was
pushing for a better treatment.

- I see.

Maybe you were pushing too hard.

- (Lillian): I don't recognize
any of these names.

- What names?

- Oh, witnesses
in the inquest:

construction workers and
Matthew Stewart's ranch hands.

- Paddy Dolan was his foreman.

Ned Beaumont was a cowboy.
- You know where they are now?

- Uh, Paddy's passed on.
Ned moved on years ago.

Something with all the
construction workers, I imagine.

- "Hank." He's still
working for Tess.

- Oh, he must have just
been a teenager.

- All it says is that his
testimony corroborated

that of Paddy Dolan.

- So, he was there
the night the bridge collapsed.

What a terrible thing
for a young man to see.

- You want me to put up Benson?

- I can manage.
- Suit yourself.

- I think Newsome will have
a change of heart

once he cools down. I mean,
some people refuse to listen.

- Ha! Yeah.
- What are you saying?

- Honestly, I felt like I was
trying to convince two people.

- Just trying to keep the peace.
- Really?

- Yeah. It seemed like it was
getting heated between you two.

- I was just trying to explain
that there's a better treatment.

- Yeah, well,
Ken doesn't want to hear it.

- Yeah, well, Ken was wrong.
- Of course he was.

(sigh)

- Anyways, I better get going,
I got a busy day.

- Yeah, you don't want
to be late.

- OK.

Come on.

(sigh)

♪

- Davy, I could only find
the one bottle

of neatsfoot oil
in that tack room.

Is there another?

- I'm not Davy.

Looks like you're here
all alone.

- So what if I am?

- I took your message
to Sinclair.

He'll meet you in two hours.
Hatch's Gully.

- I'm busy this afternoon.

- You want the meeting,

that's the when
and the where of it.

- You tell your boss

this meeting is for his benefit,
not mine.

- Just you and your
brother-in-law. No surprises.

♪

- How was your ride?

- It was a disaster.
- Oh, I figured him

pretty good on the horse.
- No, the rider's fine,

it's just...
Something happened.

- Between you and Chuck?
- He always thinks he's right.

- Maybe you should explain
to him that it bothers you.

(scoffing)

- You think this is gonna work?
- Maybe.

- I just don't know how
he's gonna respond to that.

- How he responds
can tell you a lot

about what you can expect
from him in the future.

- We have to go right now?

- That's right.
Where's Conacher?

- He said he'd be up
in his room, checking his notes.

- Good. I don't want him
asking any questions

about where we're going.
- We have the unveiling

this evening. What if
we don't get back in time?

- I'll make that we do.

- There's no predicting
anything with Sinclair.

- That's why I want this
over and done with.

You know what
Matthew would say,

"You've got a problem,
ride straight at it."

- Great.

- Take care!

Hey, Gabriel!
A bunch of us are gonna

head over to see Maggie's
new place; care to join us?

- I'd love to, Joe, but I'm
in the middle of something.

- Yeah.
- I am.

- Crime just about
to break out?

- You sense it too, do you?
- What I can sense

is a man who's quite comfortable
sitting in his chair.

- It is pretty comfortable.

(indistinct chatter)

♪

- (man): What?

- I'm gonna have to leave it.

I'm sorry, Joe. Duty calls.

♪

- Hank, can I talk to you?

- Actually, I'm on my way
back to the ranch.

- It'll just take a moment.
It's about the bridge collapse.

- You think you've got a way
to convince Conacher?

- I'm hoping so.
- I'm not sure how I can help.

- Well... You testified
at the inquest.

- I was just seventeen.
Still wet behind the ears.

Nervous as hell.
- But...

you saw the accident happen?
- Yeah.

- What did you see? Hank,
please, it's really important.

- Matthew Stewart was nothing
but good to me.

On that day, I saw him fall.
I'm sorry,

but it's not something
I care to revisit.

- I can understand that,

but my father was blamed
without evidence.

- It was wrong.
- Well, it wasn't just wrong,

it killed him.
He never slept well after that.

He kept going over
every little detail

and nobody here would hire him!
I just want to know

the truth about what happened.
Please, Hank.

- Why don't we get
a cup of coffee?

- Thank you.

- Mrs. Stewart lost her husband.
It's natural she'd look

for someone to blame,
but the others...

The way they treated your father
was just plain wrong.

- So you don't believe
it was his fault?

- I was low man
on the totem pole.

I wasn't about to go speak
against Paddy Dolan

and the rest of them.
- Well, Mr. Dolan is gone now

and the others have moved on,
so you are the only one

who can tell me
what happened.

- Mr. Dolan...
warned Mr. Stewart.

- Warned him?
- About pushing too many cattle

across the bridge all at once.
Said it wouldn't take the load.

- But he went and did it.
- Yeah.

We were running late.

We needed to get the herd
to the rail yard. For the train.

Most of the cattle
made it across,

but Mr. Stewart didn't.

He knew there was a risk

and he wanted
to be the one to take it.

It's why he was the last man
on that bridge.

- Why wasn't this mentioned
at the inquest?

- None of us wanted to speak
against the deceased.

Especially with his widow
sitting right there.

- So it wasn't
my father's fault.

- I'm sorry, Lily.

If I had known the toll it
would've taken on your dad, I...

- Well, thank you
for telling me.

- If you want me to speak
to the reporter, I will.

Um... I'll probably need
to find another job,

but I'll do it.
Just give me the word.

(knocking)

- We thought
we'd throw you a housewarming.

- Oh, my goodness!
Well, come in, come in!

(laughing)
- Thank you.

- Hello!

This is beautiful!

- From Lillian. She's sorry
she couldn't be here.

- Oh, this is too generous.
- What's tea without...

- Chelsea buns!

- And some fresh churned butter.
- Just the thing.

- We couldn't bring you
London's rains,

but we thought these might help
you deal with our downpours.

(yelping)
- No, they're rubber boots.

- We thought if we brought you
little bits of England...

- This would feel
more like home.

- You're all too kind. And...

since we have all the trimmings,
I'd say it was time for tea.

- Capital idea!
- There is just one more thing.

(laughing)
Rule Britannia!

(laughing)

- Boss.

- Thanks for coming out.
- Actually, Mr. Sinclair,

we're in a bit of a rush,
so if we could...

- How are things
in Brookfield?

- Constable Kinslow's
closing in.

- I don't think
he can prove a thing.

- Well, he's asking
the kind of questions

he'd only ask if he knew all--
- We don't want to get caught

in the crossfire. It's time
to buy you out of the hotel.

- Not inclined to sell.

- A wise man knows
when to cash out.

- And why is now
an opportune time?

- My brother-in-law doesn't
function well under pressure.

Think it'd be best
to put a little space

between the two of you.
- Not that I'd ever...

- I'd want
a substantial return. Say...

- Fifty percent?

(laughing)

- Well, well.
- And you cried poor to me.

- I never had that money!
- You know, it doesn't matter

where the money came from.
You're out. Agreed?

- I've got plenty
of opportunities elsewhere.

Do you want me
to sign something?

- I don't think either of us
needs that.

- You're right. Agreed.

- Just...

Watch your back.

I don't think Constable Kinslow
is gonna quit

this investigation.
- There's ways to make him quit.

- I'll assess the situation
before we take any action.

- Well, this was fun. Uh...

- Whatever you decide to do
about Kinslow,

we want no part of it.
- Not an option.

You're already part of it.
We'll be in touch.

(inaudible)

- I need you to follow Sinclair.

Keep your distance.
Stay out of sight.

- Yeah, I know. That's why
you telegrammed me.

I'm the best tracker
on the territory.

- Second best. I don't think
he's gonna go far,

but I want to be sure.
- I'll be in touch.

- I owe you.
- Yeah, you do.

- Lillian! How are things going
with the reporter?

- Mr. Conacher said
he'd already decided

what story he was gonna write.
This is where you get

to say "I told you so."
- Wouldn't that be small of me?

- He did say that... if I found
any new information or...

a better story,
that he'd change his mind.

- That's big of him.
- I think I have found

a better story.
But there's a problem.

- What's that?

- If...

I were to make it public,
I would... hurt some people.

I have to tear them down
in order

to clear my father's name.
- And I'm betting

that's a decision only you
can make. On your own.

- Yes.
- Well,

I know you'll make
the right one.

♪

- There you go.

Your own corner of England.
- Thank you.

I'll resist the temptation
to salute every morning.

- Do you miss it?
- We all hope

you'll put real roots down here.

- Yeah, I do miss it sometimes,

particularly now
that my parents have moved,

but through my time here,

I've come to realise that
you can find a home in people.

Not just places.

I'm here as long
as you'll have me.

- That...

would be forever.

(laughing)

(honking)

(inaudible)

- Excuse me, please. Ronnie!

(chattering)

- Can I have a moment?
- Sure.

- Um... I just wanted
to explain

how I was feeling earlier today.
- OK.

- And of course, friends should
support one another. I mean...

That's what friends are for.
- I guess so.

- And... I feel like friends
should be able

to tell other friends
when they've crossed a line.

- What line did I cross?
- Well, uh...

A property line, for one.
I mean... You were trespassing.

- I'm a vet. If I see an animal
un trouble, it's my duty to--

- OK, yeah, but it was
Ken Newsome's horse

and he didn't want your help.
- Well, he was wrong.

- OK, well, I'm just trying
to be a true friend.

- Can we not rehash this?
Alright, I accept your apology--

- Oh! No...

I am not apologizing.
- OK. You're not apologizing.

- Does the Stewart arrogance
know no bound?

- Oh, so I'm arrogant
and now my family--

- If you would just listen--
- The ceremony is about to start

and if you'll excuse me,
I'm gonna go honour my father,

another arrogant Stewart,
no doubt.

- Uh!

- Well, uh... Tess, would you
like to say a few words?

- Thank you, Ronnie, yes. I...
(clears throat)

When...

When I married Matthew,
I knew I was, um...

Well, not only marrying
the love of my life,

I was becoming a Stewart

and with that came
responsibility

to be as honest and forthright
as my husband

and to overcome

any obstacle thrown
thrown in my path.

When the gold dried up and...

and it looked like Brookfield
might become a ghost town,

Matthew didn't even think
about quitting.

And in fact,
we built up the ranch

and that brought businesses
and farms and...

and other ranches to the valley
and the town recovered.

So my...

Well, our responsibility now

is to keep building
on that legacy

so he will look down
and be proud

of all we have accomplished.

Thank you.
- Wonderful.

- Well, let's, uh... Let's have
a look at this, shall we?

- Come over, come over.

- One, two... Three! Oh! Oh!

(applause)

- Got it.
- Well, there are sandwiches

and punch in the dining room.
Please help yourselves,

ladies and gentlemen.
- Miss Walsh!

- Do you want me to...?
- I'll be filing my story

first thing in the morning.
Unless...

you have something better
for me.

- Matthew Stewart
was a good man.

And he deserves
to be remembered that way.

Thank you again, Hank.

Good night.

- I think your best story
just walked out the door.

♪

- Everyone is snug
in their beds.

- Thank you.

- So...

The memorial went well?

- Tess gave a lovely speech.
- Hmm-mm?

- Chuck seemed very proud
of his father.

Everything OK?
Did you speak to him?

- I did. It did not go well.

His pride is a good thing
and a bad thing.

- Sorry, I probably shouldn't
have said anything.

- No, I needed
to speak my mind.

These are beautiful.

Like works of art in a way.
- Hmm-mm.

My father took great care
with his drawings.

- I can see that.

The notations.
- He was meticulous.

Yeah, he paid attention
to every detail.

- And the apple didn't fall
far from the tree.

- I just hope that if
he was here, he'd...

feel that I did
the right thing.

- You decided not to hurt

the people that Matthew Stewart
left behind.

To spare them
what your father went through.

I think he would be
very proud of you.

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