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Ladies and gentlemen,

can I have everyone's
attention, please?

For our beautiful daughter,
Ruby, on her 25th birthday.

Would you look at that?

What a surprise.

Thank you.

I'll just be a minute.

I know it’s not much,
but... happy birthday, Ruby.

Charlie, I've always loved you.

And I will always love you

’til the day I die and beyond.
But...

We come from different worlds

and my father will never accept
us and it's just too hard.

I'm sorry.

Ruby...

Please, just go.

Oh no, you're moving out?

I was wondering why
I haven't seen you.

Yeah, Elliot and I dissolved
our business a few months ago

and our lease ends today.

I've been putting off
this part.

I'm sorry to hear.

Me too.

And I'm not trying to add salt
to the wound,

but really, what a shame.

This town has so many historic
buildings that need restoration.

I can't tell you how many
of my clients have updated

their original Tudors
into McMansions.

Oh, stop, you're breaking
my heart.

Oh, well, I'll miss being
work neighbors.

Me too.

But hey, I'm in real estate now
so maybe our paths will cross.

Please, if any of your clients
are looking for a designer

keep me in mind.

Absolutely.

And keep in touch.

Maybe we can finally
grab that coffee.

Yes, yes.

And also, if you see Elliot,
do you mind asking him-

You could ask him yourself.

Elliot.

Hi.

Josephine.

Text me about that coffee.

I will, thanks.

Hey. Um, I thought you were
in Boston.

I am or I was.

I'm working with my brother's
construction company there.

Well, I also joined
the family business.

You got your real estate
license?

I did.

Your dad must be very proud.

He’s... he’s something.

Well, congrats.

I have no doubt
that you’ll do great.

You can succeed at anything
you put your mind to.

Except us, of course.

So, what’ve you got here?

Oh, I was just clearing
out the office.

Uh...

May I?

Yeah, of course.

Oh, is this...?

Do you wanna keep that?

You drew it for me.

And besides, if I decide
I don't want it

I can always just use this
as kindling.

That's a good one.

Well, best of luck
in real estate.

Thank you.

And best of luck with um...
life.

Life.

Hey.

Mi querida. It's your
first day of work

and you're already late.

I'm sorry, I was uh,
packing up the office

and then I- I bumped
into Elliot.

Honey, I know this is tough
but you made the right choice.

Coming off an engagement
is hard.

But enough about the past, ok?
Let's focus on the future.

You were running Elliot's
business for years.

It was our business.

Ok, but you were stifled there
with no creative outlet.

Real estate offers one.

You can stage, decorate,

work with buyers to
envision renovations...

I guess I never looked at it
that way.

Here's an opportunity
for a new career.

This truly is gorgeous.
Who's the seller?

Real estate trust

controlled by the family of
the original owners.

It's been care-taken but sat
empty for nearly 70 years.

I'll email you what I've got
so you can prepare.

Prepare for what?

Anna, this is your listing.

Me?!

Dad, I just got my real estate
license last week,

and Terrence won't be happy
about this.

I'll handle Terrence.
You handle this.

If you're ready.

I'm ready.

Open house is in two weeks.

Fall is the end of buying season
and then winter is crickets.

Can't sit on this 'til spring.

Got it.

I know you do.

Hm.

-Anna?

Oh!

Welcome to the wild world
of real estate.

I just came by to wish you
good luck.

You'll need it.
This house is jinxed.

Oh, is it?

Your dad didn't tell you?

It's been listed five times
and never sold.

Though I'm sure this time
with you will be different.

Although you did just get
your license

and this is... a big project.

Hmm, thanks for your vote
of confidence.

I've got all the confidence
in the world.

In yourself.

I'm just saying, if you're ready
to admit

you're not quite cut out
for this

I'd be happy to co-list
the property together.

I'm just looking out
for you.

Of course you are, Terrence.

Let me show you the best part
of the house.

Aren't the grounds so lovely?
Thanks for stopping by.

I will sell this house,
jinx or not.

What?

Oooh, so you're a ghost?
Wow, you are so competitive.

Well, nice try, Terrence.

This is ridiculous,
even for you.

Wait, who are you?

Are- are you talking to me?

Can- can you see me?

Yes, of course I can see you.

That can't be.

What're you doing here?

Hey!

Hey!

And stay out!

Terrence.

And stay out!

A flat white,
like your ghost.

Oh, are you gonna play dumb?

What's going on here?

Terrence here played a little
prank on me, didn't you?

He had someone pretend to be
a ghost at the Baker house

so you can get the listing.

No, I didn't.

Oh, like you didn't rehang
the painting?

I'm lost here.

Seriously, I have no idea
what you're talking about.

He's telling the truth.

Believe me, after 15 years
of working with him

I can tell when he's lying.

Ha! That's-
that's funny.

But you know, Anna,

if the Baker property
is too much pressure-

No. No, no, no, it is not
too much pressure.

I've got it all under control.

Here you go.

If there's someone here,
I'm gonna call the police.

What are you doing?

What, you can still see me?

Now, the question is what
are you doing, toots?

This is my house.
I live here.

You do?
Since when?

Since 1921.

Well, I'm not quite sure
what to say.

I'm a real estate agent.
I'm selling this house.

Over my dead body.
Get it?

Because I'm dead.

No, you're not.

Yes, I am.
I'm a ghost.

I'm sorry, but you're not
a ghost.

You walk, you talk, you smell.
Kinda like moth balls, actually.

So you're definitely
not a ghost.

Then I'll prove it.

Everything looks great.
You're as healthy as can be.

But I'm not, believe me.

Well, ok, we can take a CT scan
or blood test if you'd like.

But you had a full work up
last month

and everything looked fine.

But I saw something.

Something that could not have
been there.

Like what?

Like... a ghost.

Anna, I have known you
since you were a toddler.

You're like family.

And I know the breakup
with Elliot was tough.

Stress can manifest itself
in strange ways.

Like seeing a ghost?

Maybe you should talk
to someone.

I don't think I need
a therapist.

Well, then what do you need?

An exorcist?

You, again?

Hi!

Sorry for the awkward drop-by.

Oh, no, it's not awkward.

No, of course not.

There's nothing awkward here
at all.

You left this in the office
storage space

and Josephine said this was
your listing

so, well, I just thought
I'd leave it for you.

Oh, thank you.
I appreciate that.

So, this is your listing, huh?

Yeah.

I've always admired
this beauty.

Oh, it's stunning inside.
You should see the woodwork.

I could show it to you quickly.
If- if you have a minute.

Yeah, I have a minute.

-Yeah? Ok.
-Alright.

I'm still here, toots.

Jeepers, who's the Valentino?

So? Do you see this?

The woodwork?

Um... why don’t you go inside?
You know, take a closer look.

Ok.

Why can't he see you?

The question is,
why can you see me?

Whoever you are,
tell your broad to scram.

I'm not his broad.

Hey, do you ever feel like
this house has a...

strange energy?

Like it's haunted?

Well, I can't say that I believe
in paranormal activity

but this house has
an interesting vibe to it.

Huh.

“Interesting” isn't the word
I’d use.

Anna, are you ok?

Huh?

You just seem a little out
of it, distracted or distant.

Hey, maybe it's me being here.

No, no, no, no.
It’s not you, it’s me.

I’m just um...
I’m just a little overwhelmed.

There’s- there’s a lot of
things to do:

Painters and floors, cleaning,
staging, decorating...

and the open house
is in 12 days.

I have no doubt
that you'll do great.

Oh, that makes one of us.

Good luck, Anna.

Thank you.

So... you’re a ghost?

Yeah, and this is my house.

Famed architect, Arthur Salkin,
built this house

for my parents in 1919,
completed in 1921.

My folks lived in it until the
50's, and it's been empty since,

thanks to my ingenuity
and flair for drama.

Wow.

And how long have you been
a ghost?

Oh, you can say “dead”.

Since 1923.

Then why are you still here?

Think I want to be here?

Do you know how boring
the last century has been?

I can't figure out
how to leave.

Huh.

And I'm the first person
to ever see you?

First and only.

Well, then maybe that's why
I can see you.

So you can help me sell the
house and then you can move on.

Or maybe I don't move on

and then I'm saddled with
annoying tenants for eternity.

Nope, Ruby doesn't share
a room.

Who's Ruby?

I'm Ruby, obviously.

Oh.

Ok, well, listen Ruby,

I know that you are attached
to this house, literally,

but I'm new to this job
and my dad is counting on me.

And I really need this sale.
I really need a win.

I can see you need a win,
sister.

But you're not going
to win here.

And you don't want
to fight me.

I'm as unsinkable
as the stock market.

Hmm. You're not making the case
you think you are.

Ruby, this house is going.

And you're going with it.

Over my dead body.

Good morning.

Hello.

I was hoping you could help me.

I'm looking for anything
you have on this.

Ruby Baker,
the Baker estate.

It's a house over on Viscano.

Ruby lived there with
her parents in the 1920's.

Oh, well since they're local

there might be something
about them in the Bugle.

We've got it on microfilm.

Great.

Anything specific
you're looking for?

Local history?
Interesting tidbits.

Hopefully an obituary,
especially for Ruby.

Alright, just give me
a few minutes

and I will pull up
the microfilm.

Great, thank you.

This Ruby seems like
quite the character.

She certainly is...
or was.

So I've heard.

She's all over the society
column from 1917 to 1923.

She's at every gala.
She wins every dance contest.

She pals around with Fitzgerald
and Hemingway.

And her obituary.

She died in a car crash late
at night on her 25th birthday.

That's tragic.

Well, I'll leave you to it.

Let me know if you need
anything else,

and feel free to print whatever
you'd like to take home.

Thank you.

Anna.

-Hey.
-Hey.

Hi.

What're you doing here?

Oh, uh, just some...
some research.

Research? What for?

Well, uh, I know someone
who's stuck

and I'm just trying
to help them move on.

That sounds purposely vague.
Should we change the subject?

Yes, please.

What about you?
What're you doing here?

You know, I uh, I thought
we could use

another awkward interaction.

Kidding.

Um, I'm on a break

from the historical preservation
society next door.

Oh.

A year later they're hearing
my case for the third time.

For the Fletcher building.

You know me, the king
of lost causes.

They can reject me twice,

but wait until they hear
my new plans.

That's actually why
I'm back in town,

to finish the hearing.

Oh, right.

Yeah.

Well, good luck.

Thank you.

And uh, good luck
with this "person"

who's trying to get unstuck.

Wait, why did you just
put person in air quotes?

Because I thought you were
referring to yourself.

But you weren't.

Mmm.

I'm really sorry.
I didn't mean to offend you.

No, it's fine, really.
No, it's ok.

Uh, well, we're back so
I should get next door.

I'll see you around.

Yeah, ok.

Ruby Baker, you were quite
the socialite.

So you've been snooping on me.

No need to snoop.
I'll happily tell you myself.

I was the life of every party.

I made Zelda look like
a wallflower.

I was a legend.

And then you died.
Tragically.

Oh, boo-hoo.

So you know all about me,
shouldn't I know about you, too?

Better do your research.
Also, did you change outfits?

It's high fashion, darling.
You should try it sometime.

Oh, that must be the painters.

Thanks for coming by.

But before we get started do you
mind helping me with something?

Can you move
this chaise outside?

I'm throwing it away.

Oh, no you're not!
This is a family heirloom.

It's threadbare.

No! Stop it!

Stop right there!

How come you can move objects
and not people?

I don't know sweetheart.
Cruel irony?

Stop right there!

Wait, you can't go outside?

Good detective work, Sherlock.

You've got some real brains
on you.

Wow. I'm sorry.
Well, that must be so tough.

All these years just
staring out the window

watching the world pass you by.

What a perfect fall day.

Perfect.

Ooh, you waxed the floors.

Looks sticky.

Oh, you wouldn't.

Anna Vazquez...

Looks like we can both do
some snooping.

So you know my name.
You could have just asked me.

Then I'll ask you this.
Looks like you were his dame.

So what happened?
Did he break your heart?

Did your chauffeur break yours?

What do you know about Charlie?

I know that you two are making
googly eyes at each other

in nearly every photo
I found of you.

So who was this Charlie?

Who is this fella to you?

That's none of your business.

No! You wouldn't!

Fine.

As much as I dislike being held
emotionally hostage

by a specter, that's Elliot.
He was my former fiancé.

And who's this Charlie?

Also my former fiancé.

It looks like we've got
something in common,

which means you must have blood
running through you, after all.

Oh, well, that makes one of us.

Bring my chaise back in.

No.

No! No!

No, no, no, no, no, no!

No!

No.

The upstairs has been painted.
I am working on the floors.

There was a little... mishap.
But I'm ahead of schedule.

I still have nine days
’til the open house.

About that, I have sneak peek
buyers coming by this afternoon.

This afternoon?

They've been trying to get
into the neighborhood for months

and are willing to pay
top dollar.

But the house isn't ready yet.

It doesn't matter.

They're looking to renovate

so they just want to know
the bones are there.

Oh, the bones are there.
Skeletons in the closet.

What was that?

Elliot, what're you doing here?

I heard you were in Boston.

Yeah, I've been splitting
my time working up there

and coming back here for the
Fletcher historical designation.

I thought that got rejected.

Hopefully third time's a charm.

I should be going and Anna,
you should, too.

-You have buyers coming.
-Mmhmm.

I see your dad missed
me terribly.

Well, you know my dad.

Nothing and no one is ever
good enough for his princess.

It's not personal.

Oh no, of course not.

There's nothing
personal at all

about being disliked by your
ex future father-in-law.

It's fine.

Well, we should really stop

bumping into each other
like this.

Yeah, right?

I mean, we should start avoiding
each other like good exes, ok?

-Ok.
-Ok.

Ok.

Ruby?

Ruby?

Ruby?

What's with all the hollering?

Ruby, you're not gonna
be happy about this

but there are buyers coming
to look at the house today.

Over my dead body.

We've already done that one.

But look, people are coming
so I need us to make a truce.

Look, the reality is,
this house is gonna get sold

one way or another but
at least I can promise you

I will sell to the right people.

And, who knows, maybe a little
company will be nice.

And look, for a hundred years no
one could see you and now I can,

so maybe this is happening
for a reason.

Maybe if I sell the house
you can move on.

Fine.

Very tentative truce.

Are you trying to butter up
the buyers?

This is an old sales trick.

Fresh baked cookies make
a house smell like a home.

By the way... I got
you something.

Dried up grass?
Gee, thanks.

It's sage.

It's supposed to rid a space
of lingering spirits.

And yet you're still here.

Wow. I think
it's working already.

Yes, I see a tunnel

and there's a heavenly light
calling my name.

Yes, oh, it's happening!

I'm heading to the great escrow
in the sky!

You're supposed
to burn it first.

No thanks, sister.

That's them.
Best behavior, ok?

Oh, I'm always
on my best behavior.

This home is truly
one of a kind.

It combines history,
tradition, homeyness,

all in one breathtaking space.

And you can see the meticulous
attention to the woodwork.

Porticos, crown molding,
the mantle,

all can be restored.

Oh, we're just gonna rip it out.

And replace the library
with a gym.

What's that music?

It's a player piano.

Did I mention the house comes
with an antique player piano?

Oh, you can just toss it.

We're not big music people.

Uh, um... I’m sorry, I hate
to say this but uh,

I... I don’t think this house
is for you.

I’m sorry, I really am,
but thank you for coming.

I’ll show you out.

Excuse me, I-

-This way.
-Wh...

Bye-bye.

I'd say that went well.

Ruby, I need this sale.

My dad trusted me with this

and I have no other
career prospects.

And honestly, nothing
going right in my life.

And plus, I'm trying
to help you.

And jeepers, that's mighty
kind of you.

But ever think that maybe
it's the other way around?

That maybe I'm here to help you?

Help me with what?

Oh, let's see.

You pine for your fella,
take daddy's orders,

and mope around
like a little ghost.

Maybe we're brought together

so that I could bring some
life back into you.

Should I keep going?

Nope. Nope, that was sufficient,
thank you.

Fine.

Then you help me
and I'll help you.

But this house has to go.

I need this.

What is that?

Why are you always tapping
at that little box?

It's a cell phone.

It's like a computer meets
a land line.

Ok, it's like um,
the postal service

combined with a telephone.

Oh, so you can send someone
a post?

Uh-huh.

Then send a post to Elliot.

Why would I do that?

Because I was thinking
about ways I could help you.

After all, I've always
loved charity work.

And I realized I could help you
by doing what I always did best.

Making smarmy and outdated digs?

By matchmaking.

Except you're not matchmaking
Elliot and me,

because we're done.

You two sure don't seem done.

Fine, then maybe this is about
you two being friends.

Mending broken hearts.
Letting bygones be bygones.

I wish I had gotten to do that
with my Charlie.

Yeah. Yeah, you're right.
There's a lot left unsaid.

So ask him for dinner.

Oh, no. Dinner is a date.
This is making peace.

Peace is coffee at best.

Fine. Then write him,
"My dearest Elliot,

"it is with great excitement
and trepidation that..."

You sent him a cartoon
of a cup of Joe?

Yeah. It means coffee.

Why would anyone want
to meet someone

just to have a cup
of coffee?

What's that little hand mean?

It's a thumbs up.
It means yes.

So that's how people
communicate now?

Ugh, tell me exactly what do you
do with all the time you save?

Eh...

Alright, let's get
you presentable.

Oh, no.
This is not a date.

I'm not gonna dress up.

You don't dress up for him,
darling.

You dress up for yourself.

Wow. What is this place?

These are my things.

This is where I spend
most of my time.

May I?

Knock yourself out.

Charlie was handsome.

Yeah, a real Valentino.
And a good man.

Honest, chivalrous.
Uproarious.

He kinda reminds me of Elliot.

Well... no more distractions.

Do you have any makeup?

So, tell me about your Elliot.
How'd you two meet?

My senior year of college.

I was living off campus and he
was my building's handyman.

I met him and I immediately
fell for him.

Yeah? Why?

He was hilarious.

And passionate, and he seemed
to know his place in the world.

And I’d spent my whole life
feeling like I was floating,

never really sure of who I am
or what I want.

But with him I felt... anchored.

Hmm.

How about Charlie?
How did you meet?

Oh, he was my chauffeur.
The help.

Obviously, my father
never approved

but Charlie could
have been anyone.

A pauper, a prince...

I would have fallen in love with
him at first sight all the same.

Oh, I know that feeling well.

See? Your Elliot ain't the only
restoration specialist.

Don't forget this.

Oh, thanks.

You really can't go outside?

And what have you been doing
for the past hundred years?

Oh, brush my hair.
Look out the window.

Re-read Gatsby.

You start to notice new things
on the 12,000th read.

And what happens
if you go outside?

Imagine the cosmic equivalent of
being hit by a giant frying pan.

Oh yeah, I remember that.

Let's try again.

I've tried a million times.
I can't.

Yes, but you also thought
that no one could see you

and now I can.

So maybe this is
like the house.

Maybe you can go outside
if you're with me.

No, I can't.

Hmm, you can't or you're
scared to?

Ruby Baker isn't scared
of anything!

Oh, but I think she is.

I think this whole bravado
is just for show.

Show?

I'm an icon.

I am a legend.

You should be grateful
I'm gracing you with my time!

Oh, I'm eternally grateful.
But you should be, too.

Why is that?

Because you're outside.

So I am.

I've spent a hundred years
dreaming of feeling the sun

on my face.

And, how does it feel?

Ruby, do you wanna go
for a drive?

Meet the 2020's?

As long as it's still a joyous
era of packed dance halls

celebrating national unity

and drinking from a collective
punch bowl, I'm in.

Ok. Let's go.

That lady is really crazy.

Look at all the women
wearing pants in public.

These days women can wear
whatever they want.

Do whatever they want,
be whatever they want.

Lawyers, doctors-

President of the United States?

Not quite that yet.

What a strange
and beautiful world.

Take a breath.

You got this.

Anna.

-Hi.
-Hi.

You uh, you've changed
your hair.

Yeah, it's a bit much.

I think it looks great.

You're welcome.

Don't eavesdrop.

-What's that?
-Huh?

Oh, I’m just um...
well, I was scatting.

Bee bop dop, don’t eavesdrop.

Are you sure you're ok?

No, to be honest I- I am a
little nervous about seeing you.

Yeah.

Ditto.

Black coffee.

Thank you.

Pumpkin spice with extra whip.

Thank you.

I knew you wanted it.

-Well, I-
-So I-

...you go ahead.

I wanted to tell you
that I'm sorry.

For what, exactly?

For not communicating better.
For quitting us.

Hurting you.

It’s just...
you were my best friend.

And despite everything I-

I hope that someday
we can be friends again.

I hope that, too.

Anna, there's something that
I should have told you earlier.

Um, I've decided to move
to Boston full time.

You what?

Yeah.

It's just there's a lot
of work there

so I'm just in town waiting
for the historical designation

to come through and then
I'm heading out.

What happens if the Fletcher
building gets approved?

Oh, I'll pop back in for it.

But maybe this is a good thing.

Maybe we both need
a fresh start.

I'm sorry.

No, Anna, don't let
this be goodbye.

You don't want it to end
this way.

Believe me.

Don't go.
Don't leave her.

You don't want this
to be goodbye.

By the way, how's
your listing going?

Oh, um... yeah,
it’s going pretty good.

I'm just asking ´cause when
I dropped by the other day

I saw there was some damage
on the cherry wood mantle.

Yeah, it could use
some restoring.

Maybe if you're not busy you
can come by and take a look?

One last job before you leave.

I uh, can't promise
that I'll have time

but I will come take
a closer look.

Great. Thank you.

Okay.

Matchmaker Ruby strikes again.

Seriously?

What about what just happened
makes you think that?

Elliot said he's moving away.

So? We'll have to find
a way to stop him.

Do you want to stop him?

Yeah, I do.

Because I don't just want
to be his friend.

I wanna spend my life
with him.

Because I love him
and I'll always love him.

Then let's get him back.

Ruby, why are you so invested
in this?

Is it boredom?

No, of course not, toots.

This is something
far more important.

Pure self-interest.

Of course.

Call it sixth sense
but I have the feeling--

no, a knowing deep in my bones.

I mean, you get
what I'm saying.

That if you get back
with Elliot

I can get back to my Charlie.

-Hola, mi querida.
-Hola.

How's my star realtor doing?

Ah. Living the dream.

And how's the house looking?

I still don't understand why you
didn't sell to that nice couple.

I told you, it wasn't
the right fit.

I want our clients to be happy.

Anyway, the house looks great,
but I was wondering

if I could just have a few
more days to fix it up.

But we're not fixing it up,
we're flipping it.

I know, I know, but if I just
had a few more days

I could restore the wood
and it would-

But we're not restoring.
We're selling it and moving on.

This is a fresh start, Anna.

And the open house is in a week
or, to be more exact, six days.

Show me you can do this

and the sky's the limit
for you here.

You'll be running the whole
business soon.

Thanks, Dad.

Why are you always winking?

Why are you sneaking up on me?

I'm sorry, I didn't know
ghosts got spooked.

A wink says it all.

Playfulness, flirtation,
connection.

It says you're in on the joke

but don't forget
I'm the one telling it.

That's a lot to say
with one gesture.

And sadly I can't wink.

Oh, everyone can wink.

Oh, you can't wink.

But I can teach you.

Oh, ok. That must be Elliot.

I'm still working on
the historical designation

and the renovation plans so I'll
have to schedule around that

but I can take care of this.

Really?

Yeah.

Great, thanks.

Anna!

Elliot!

What a surprise.

Nice to see you and Anna
worked it out.

Or maybe this isn't a purely
personal visit.

Terrence, is there something
we can help you with?

I was just checking in on Anna.

Offering to lend a helping hand
again in case you need it.

Oh, well, how thoughtful.
But uh, I'm all good.

Anna, I've been working day
and night for your dad

for the last 15 years.

I'm not just gonna let you
swoop in here

and take what's rightfully mine.

So what you're trying to say

is you're not actually here
to help.

I'll see myself out.

Have a great day, Terrence.

You're a prince.

Don't I know it.

Um, do you want a drink?

I have a package of delicious
apple cider mix.

Fancy.

How could I resist?

I'll be back.

It’s all going according
to plan.

We’ll make some gin gimlets,
cook a ham soufflé,

turn up the romance...
what’s the problem?

It’s just... we didn’t work
the first time.

What makes you think
we’re gonna work this time?

And what if I get cold feet?

Or what if you don't?

What if you don't take
another shot with him

and you spend eternity
wishing you had?

Anna, you don't want to spend
your life like me.

Full of wasted love for someone
you pushed away.

So... do you believe
in ghosts?

Like... like do I believe
that there are ghosts

just hanging around my apartment
watching me burn toast?

Misplace my keys?

Mmhmm.

No, I don't think so.

Anna, I do accept your apology,

and I also need to say
I'm sorry, too.

Because it wasn't just you.
I let our business collapse.

Oh, that wasn't your fault.

It felt like it was.

And also I let your dad
get to me.

Make me feel like I was never
going to be good enough for you

just because I... I don't have
a college degree or a fancy job.

I'm sorry about that.

And yeah, you broke off
the engagement,

but I’d pulled back
long before then.

Because I was trying
to connect with you

but I just felt like you kept
getting more and more distant

until it was like I was
trying to love--

A ghost?

Well, actually yeah.

But hey, we're trying to learn
from it and grow, right?

Yeah, yeah. Definitely.

Because I wouldn't want
to be someone who's stuck

and couldn't move on.

I'm really sorry I said that.

No, it's fine. Really.

Anyways, I really should
be going.

Thank you for this.

Oh, yeah.

But... I'll see you tomorrow?

Yes.

Alright.

Hey, by the way, I think the
camellia tree needs some love.

It's yellowing and browning
at the tips.

You might want to call in
an arborist.

Oh, yeah. Will do.

Anna, this was nice.

Yes, it was.

Despite of all our history
and drama...

well, you know, failed
engagement, no big deal.

You are my best friend.

And I don’t want to imagine
a life where...

I don’t want a life
where we’re not friends.

Me neither.

Good.

Oh, this was New
Year's Eve 1923.

Charlie took me to the top of
Pike's Peak and we danced

under the moonlight and
then well... he asked me
to marry him.

Mmm.

I'm sure he missed you terribly.

Oh, he better have.

What do you think his life
was like after you?

I don't know.

I always thought he'd be
a great teacher

but he worried he wasn't
smart enough.

I suppose you'll find out soon
enough when you're reunited.

Oh, wow. Your whole house
was so gorgeous.

Wait a minute, is this furniture
still here?

Yeah, in the basement.

What if we staged the rooms

similar to this
for the open house?

Oh, I'd love that.

And before you start asking me
for help moving furniture,

consider Elliot's got
some mighty big muscles.

Noted.

And also, we can frame
some photos of you

and hang them around the house.

Oh, raise the property value?

And, if it's ok with you, I
could frame a photo of Charlie.

I'd like that.

Let's uh, group the armchairs
together here,

make your hard work on the
fireplace the focal point.

Ok.

I think there's a rug upstairs
that will tie this all together.

What? What is it?

Nothing.

I just uh, I like seeing
this passionate side of you.

You're very creative.

Thanks.
I like feeling this way.

Well, that mantle is not gonna
fix itself, so...

Yeah.

Valentino is doing quite
the job.

And jeepers, I'm blind by the
torches you two are carrying.

You have to tell him
how you feel.

No, I'll scare him away.

Plus, I'm not even sure
how I feel.

Oh, you're not? Really?

What's with you, sister?

It's like every time you start
to feel something

you shut it down.

Well, I guess I'm not the best
at expressing my emotions.

Well, if you can't express it
then write it down.

I've got boxes of love letters
to and from Charlie.

Oh, I'm not much of a writer.

Don't I know it.

Your love letter
would probably be

a cartoon of a heart followed by
a question mark.

Yeah.

If you were to write Elliot,
what would you say?

Mmm, uh...

I’d say that he’s both
the most normal person

and the most extraordinary
person I’ve ever met.

I’d say that he’s the first
person I ever felt seen by.

And that I love seeing him.

I’d say that I was worried
that he’d get tired of me,

bored with me.

Worried that I somehow
would ruin us like I did before.

I'll get a pen and paper.

No!

I'm not writing that.

Hey, I'm just about done.

Maybe a half day or so
left here.

But I wanted to give you
a sneak peek.

Oh. Yeah, it looks beautiful.

Thank you.

Thanks. It's a labor of love.

Hey, do you need any more help
with the, you know, furniture?

Staging?

Oh, thank you, but no,
I think I'm good.

I just uh, I need to go
pick up a few key items

to bring the whole
room together.

You know, the antique shop
on the boardwalk,

they might have all that.

Oh, yeah. Good suggestion.
I'll check it out.

He's asking you out,
Einstein.

Is he?

What'd you say?

I said... um, well, I was going
to say that I uh, well,

you’re probably busy

but would you like to go
antiquing with me?

Yeah, sure. I think
that would be great.

Great. I'll go clean up.

This place is amazing.

Oh, this doorknob would be
perfect for the parlor.

And this vase.

I mean, this would be great
in the hall

under the painting
of what's her name.

Ruby, you bozo.

It's Ruby.

Right.

That whole foyer area
is just a dream.

If I had time I would restore
all of the antique wainscoting.

But you have to get
to Boston.

Yeah.
I uh... I guess.

But the historical designation
is taking forever.

But you think it'll pass?

I'm not sure.

I'm fighting hard but I might
be just the king of lost causes.

Yep.

How's it going?

Oh, I honestly don't know.

Well, what about you?

Do you see anything
you like in here?

Are you kidding?
I see my whole life,

the silverware,
the perfume bottles.

they even have a typewriter
like the one Charlie bought me.

It cost him two week's salary,
but...

He wanted me to take
my writing seriously.

He wanted me to take
myself seriously.

Hey.

Are we done here?

Um...

Yeah, we're done.

Yeah, we're done.

Alright.

Hi.

I love the fall season.

Nothing like a stroll
on the boardwalk, huh?

Charlie and I used to come here.

Hey, do you remember when
we used to come here?

Ferris wheel and funnel cake?

That feels like
another lifetime.

Some things never change.

We were so young.

Hey, we're still young!

I'm 125.

Step right up.
Step right up.

Try your luck at
the Pumpkin House.

Enough with the phone already.

Hey.

You know how I never did win you
that giant panda

you had your heart set on?

It's never too late.

Here you go, sir.

Thank you.

Ok, you've got this.

Alright, come on, come on,
come on, come on.

-Woo!
-Hey!

-Yes!
-Yeah!

One more!

Last one.
Are you ready?

Yes!

I'll take that one
right there, please.

Thank you.

Here you are.

At long last.

Well, how could I ever
repay you?

Are you hungry?

Are you thinking funnel cake?

I was thinking more like...
The Carlyle.

The Carlyle it is.

Oh, I'm sorry.
Old habits die hard.

That's ok, you know?

You can steal my French fries
just like you did

when we came here on
our very first date.

And like you have every
single time

we've gone out to eat
since then.

Well, thank you.

You're welcome.

But I just don't understand
why, if you want fries,

you don't just order them.

Because I- I don't want
my own fries.

I just want to share yours.

Oh.

Um... hey, would you excuse me
for a minute?

Yeah.

I'll be right back.

What's happening?

I don’t know.

He’s hot, then he’s cold, but
he flirts, then he pulls away...

Maybe he's just playing
hard to get.

Or maybe he's just
not interested.

What's that?

It's a charge card.

It's like money.

So you're gonna pay
for dinner

and then sulk out of here
all forlorn.

No, we won't leave
here defeated.

Ask him to dance.

No!

Don't look at me like that.

What're you doing?

Getting you to the dance floor.

Ruby, what're you- come back!

You...

What're you doing?

Oh, um... I’m just...

Go on, ask him to dance.

Ask her to dance.

Come on. Make this a moment
to remember.

Take her in your arms-

Would you like to dance?
You know, for old time's sake?

I'd love to.

I can't.

I can't. I'm sorry.

Is it going to be ok?

Is it going to be ok?

It's old, it's nearing
the end of its life.

Well, is there anything
we can do for it?

There's nothing to do.
That's the cycle of life.

We all have to let go
at some point.

Thank you for coming.

Hey, no problem.

Ruby, I'm sorry.
I'll plant a new tree.

I don't want a new tree.

I want this tree.

Charlie's tree.

The last time I saw him
he brought me flowers

but I didn't take them.
He dropped them here.

And they grew into this tree?

Ruby, it's gonna be ok--

No, it's not ok.

I broke a good man's heart

and I never got the chance
to say I'm sorry.

I hurt him and I was selfish.

I was always selfish,

and Charlie was the one person
who saw more in me.

Who saw good in me.

I see good in you, too.

Thank you.

So the open house is tomorrow.

Anything else we need to do?

Just buy some water bottles
and candy to have around.

Water bottles and candy?

What kind of sad shindig
is this?

Well, it isn't a shindig.

But it could be one.

You're selling a house
designed to entertain in.

So entertain!

Everything's already
decorated ’20s

so what if we made it
a 20's-themed event?

A real Gatsby affair.

There isn't enough time.

Oh, come on.

I've thrown bigger parties
with less notice.

Well, I already have
so much to do.

Oh, but you won’t do a thing.

I can work your phone,
I’ll take care of everything.

Tinkling jazz,
speakeasy drinks...

Ooh, shrimp toast.

A party for the ages.

Except it’s not a party.
It’s an open house.

It’s quiet, simple...

Ok, a quiet simple-themed
open house

with a few drinks and noshes.

And you won't go overboard?

Why, me? Oh, I'd never.

Fine.

Oh.

Ugh, I have to go meet my dad.

He's been texting me all day

about why Terrence saw Elliot
at the house.

Ooh, family drama?
Can I come?

Have a great day.

Hi.

Querida.

What's this I hear about Elliot
working on the house?

And nice to meet you, too.

Well, I- I just couldn't let

that beautiful mantle piece
remain damaged.

I'm paying Elliot
out of my fee.

Well, this isn't about
the money, Anna.

This is about you
turning over a new page,

but instead you keep turning
back to an old one.

Because there’s something...
there.

I... there’s still
something between us.

I understand it's hard
to let go,

and you and Elliot were together
a long time,

but honey, you can't renovate
a tear down.

Dad, look, everything's
under control.

The open house is gonna be
one of a kind.

A 1920's-themed shindig.

Creative. I like it.
I knew you had it in you.

Oh.

Alright, querida.
I've gotta run.

Wait, I thought we were
having coffee.

I'm sorry, clients are waiting.

Well, that's my dad.
What do you think?

I think if reincarnation exists

I know where my dad
ended up.

Hey. Sorry I'm late.

I was stuck at the Historical
Society all day.

Oh, it's ok.
Did they make a decision?

No. No, they're busy distracted

with some big retail centre
that's taking top billing.

But tomorrow is my day.

Well, I hope it goes well.

Thank you.

Also, I just want to clear
the air immediately.

I read your letter.

What letter?

This letter.

It was beautiful.

And I've never seen you write
in cursive before.

Uh... well, I uh...
I wanted to make it special.

Well, thank you
for sharing it.

I didn't know a lot of this.

And when I was reading it
I realized

I didn't know what
I meant to you.

Really?

Well, that breaks my heart.

Because you meant everything
to me,

and I should have told you
a long time ago.

Because I've thought it
all these years.

I still do.

So it kind of sounds like
maybe you...

you want to give us
another shot?

Yeah.

I do.

I want that, too.

A part of me does.

There is another part of me
that's worried.

I know, and you're moving
to Boston soon.

I guess I just need some time
to think.

Of course.

-Hey.
-Hey.

Well, I'm pretty much done.

I just want to come back
and double check

everything in the daylight.

Great. Well, thank you.

How much do I owe you?

Nothing.
No, this is on me.

This is a very special place
and I feel like it’s the house

from your drawing
come to life, so...

Yeah, me too.

Well, good luck tomorrow
at the hearing.

What time is it?

9:00.

Oh, then can I come?

I have my open house at noon

but I'd love to be there
to support you.

Yeah, I'd love that.

You can comfort me when I'm
rejected for the third time.

Just kidding.
I think it's a win.

Anna, you understand why
I'm hesitant about us.

I do.

But I'm also hopeful.

Goodnight.

Oh, goodnight.

It's all happening!

Nothing's for sure.

Yes, it is.

I saw his eyes
and I can feel it.

Something's shifting in me.
Something's unsticking.

Well, maybe you'll be
with Charlie soon.

What's wrong?

Oh, just...

I always wanted to believe
Charlie waited for me

but I also wanted him
to be happy.

To have love.

Part of me wanted him to have
found someone else and moved on.

Move on from you? Impossible.

Right answer, sweetheart.

But the truth is...

I'm afraid that I'll cross over
and I won't find him waiting.

Maybe I haven't wanted to cross
over for that very reason.

Hmm.

Oh, Anna, I'm ready to go.

I don't want to be
alone anymore.

As much as you've made this
house feel like a home again.

I don't belong here.

I'm also scared.

I wish I could hug you.

Me too.

A hundred years is a long time
without a hug.

Well, how about we dance?

Really?

Yeah. You can teach me
the Charleston.

Absolutely! Oh, one second.

-Alright. Are you ready?
-Yes.

So, you go backwards
with your left foot.

Yes.

Left. Oh, you've got it!

Now, add in the arms.

Get free with it.
Get weird.

Isn’t this a ball?

I just love it.

Ok, so right, back.

She's lost it.

Wait ’til you see
this shindig later.

You're gonna plop.

What?

Terrence is having his open
house the same time as ours.

And he's doing champagne
and hors d'oeuvres.

Oh, that weasel.

My dad must have told him
about our plans

and he's trying to outdo us.

So we'll just have to make our
open house bigger and better.

Well, not bigger.
Maybe not even better.

We can't go overboard.

By the way, I got your photos
back from the framer.

I was thinking we should put it
near your portrait.

Oh, it's beautiful.

Alright, I gotta get going.
I gotta get to the hearing.

But I feel like I should stay
and help prep.

No, go. Everything's taken
care of here.

You're gonna be astounded.

Oh, well, no, don't astound me
too much.

I mean it, Ruby.
This needs to go well.

Okay.

As for the location of
the proposed retail centre

the plans are still
under review

pending the environmental
impact report.

Sorry, these meetings drag.

Oh, no worries.

And our next agenda item is
whether the Fletcher Building

is of significant historical
merit to warrant preservation.

Now, we have thoroughly debated
this proposal

and are prepared
to take a vote...

right after a short recess.

Will you excuse me?

Yeah.

Dad, what's going on?

Anna, where are you?

I'm downtown.

Well I'm at your listing.

I'll be there at 11:30.
Everything is under control.

Really?

Then why did I get a call saying
your company credit card

has been maxed out?

And then I come here
to find chaos.

Two caterers fighting
over the kitchen,

a whole bar and bartending crew
hired, a six-piece jazz band?

And what's with this video
of you dancing and-

dancing and talking to yourself?

What video?

Terrence came by your listing
last night,

saw you acting out of sorts, was
concerned and reached out to me.

Yeah, I bet he did.
Ok, I'm coming right now.

Hey.

I took care of it.

I sent everyone home and
cancelled the open house.

Cancelled, why?

Because my reputation
is on the line,

and I'm not gonna have people
show up for a disaster.

I'm sorry, Dad.

No, I'm sorry.
This- this was too much.

I should have started you
off smaller.

So what're you gonna do?

I'm giving it to Terrence.

And as for you, maybe you should
shadow me a while.

Get a better feel for the job.

Hey, what happened?
Did you get approved?

Yeah, we got approved.

What happened to you?
You just left.

This was important to me

and I thought you said
you wanted to be supportive.

No, I- I do. I did.

I... I sent you a text.

Uh... "gotta get to the house".

That’s not super communicative,
Anna.

I know, I’m sorry, but there
was an emergency here.

I... I botched
the open house.

Or, it wasn’t me but it...

But- but what?

But nothing.

Anna, there's clearly been
something going on with you

and whatever it is
you can tell me.

Except I can't.

Why not?

Because I just can't, I'm sorry.
This is really complicated.

It's complicated?

This is like I'm having
a flashback.

You're- you disappear.
You pull away from me.

You're distant.

It's not that.

It feels like that.

It feels exactly like
it used to feel.

It feels like you don't know
what you want.

It feels like nothing's changed.

So, what?
You're just gonna leave?

You're just gonna quit?

No, I'm not the one
who quits, Anna.

You quit.

And maybe that's for the best

because maybe we're something
that should be quit.

Maybe we're just two people
who love each other dearly

and are always going to be
a lost cause.

Ruby?

Ruby?

Ruby?

Ruby. Why?

You knew how much
this meant to me.

You knew how much
I needed this.

I knew how much you thought
you needed this,

but did you even
want this job?

I wanted to get
my life together.

I just wanted something
in a time

where it feels like
I have nothing.

Anna, I'm sorry.

No, I'm sorry
for trusting you.

I was really just trying
to help.

Were you?

Or were you just trying to throw
yourself one last big hurrah?

You're saying I did this for me?

I'm saying it's in character.

After all, you did describe
yourself as selfish.

Well, I might be selfish
but you're stingy.

Stingy? Do tell.

Yeah, you're stingy.

Stingy with love,
stingy with life.

You float through living

because you're so scared
to get attached to anything.

And you're attached
too much, Ruby!

You should let go.

You should go, because nobody
wants you here anymore.

Ruby, wait.

Charlie, I've been so afraid
all these years

that you won't be there with me
when I cross over.

I can't stay here anymore.

There's nothing here for me.

So whatever happens

it'll need to be enough that
I love you and always will.

Even if I'll never get to be
with you again.

Ruby, where are you?

Ruby, are you here?

Please come out,
let's talk this through.

Ruby, I'm snooping through your
things so come out and stop me.

“Ruby pie, you believe that
there are people

"you only meet on stage
or screen

"or in the pages of a book
that can never exist in life.

"Then with all her wit
and sprit, Ruby Baker
proves that wrong."

F. Scott Fitzgerald.

You have a letter
from Fitzgerald?

Unbelievable.

And one from
Josephine Baker.

“Ruby, as always your notes
are the finest prose I know.

"Why are you wasting time
scribbling to me

"instead of working on your
novel?” Hemingway.

This is from Hemingway.

Hey, Dad.

I have good news for you.

I've decided to give you
another shot

and I've found you
a condo to sell.

New construction,
turn key.

Ok. And what about
the house?

Terrence already found a buyer.

Who?

Some shell company is buying it
as a tear-down.

They sign tomorrow.

No, Dad, please-

I'm sorry.
You can't get attached.

Check your email
for the condo listing.

I love you.

No, Dad--

Ruby, please come out!

The house is gonna get torn down
and I don't know what to do.

Please tell me
what to do.

Hey.

Are you buying
the Baker home?

Yes. Anna,
what're you doing?

I'm making sure we've disclosed

any encumbrances a buyer
might take on.

What're you talking about?
There are no encumbrances.

Except for the property
potentially being declared

a historical site.

What?

I stopped by

the historical preservation
society this morning

and I filed to have
the Baker house

declared a historical landmark.

On what grounds?

On the grounds of the house
being the Baker estate

designed by famed architect
Arthur Salkin

for the Baker family,

including Ruby Baker,
a 1920's socialite.

In that house she hosted
Fitzgerald, Hemingway, Chaplin.

And since I presented letters
of said people to prove that,

the application is now pending.

Pending.
Pending doesn't mean anything.

These applications get rejected
all the time.

True, but it takes time
to reject or approve them.

And in that time no work
can be done on the property.

And if it does pass then
any work on the Baker house

has to be done under strict
historical guidelines.

Luckily I know a great restorer.

Anna, what was that?

I gave you a shot and you
turned it against me.

I'm sorry, but I did
what I think is right here.

And I know it's easier
to just tear it down

and build something new
in its place.

To not get attached.

That's not how I wanna
live my life.

I finally know what I want,

and that's to pour myself
into something,

even if it's a lost cause
because who knows?

Dad, I love you so much

but I'm not you and I
don't wanna be you.

I wanna be me.

I don't want your company.

Give it to Terrence.

What I do want is a relationship
with you.

A real one.
One that we're both heard.

And Elliot is gone,

and I highly doubt
that he's coming back

but if he did... I'd like
your support.

Mi amor, vente pa’ca.

Anna?

Anna?

Anna? Are you here?

I just came to get my tools
before I head to Boston.

What? No, no.
You can't.

No, Elliot!

Elliot!

Don't go.

No, you and Anna are meant
to be together.

You don't want to make
this mistake, believe me.

He was the love of my life.

Just like Anna is the love
of yours.

Elliot.

What're you doing here?

I forgot my tools.

Fletcher's been approved

so I came to get them
before heading to Boston but-

No, but-

Can you tell me why you have
a picture of my great uncle?

Your what?

Charlie Ward.

I never met him but
I've seen old photos.

This is him.

Supposedly he was
the best of men.

A chauffeur, a war hero.

He lost the love of his life

and he remained a bachelor
after that.

But he became a teacher.
He lived well.

He touched a lot
of people's lives.

Um...

Can you please excuse me
for just one minute?

Please don’t leave, ok?
Just... please.

He waited for me.

Of course he did.

And now I'll be with him again.

Just like you'll be
with Elliot.

Ruby?
What's happening?

Don't you see, Anna?
It's all connected.

Me and Charlie,
you and Elliot.

It's your fate- our fate,
that has brought us together.

This is what I've been
waiting for.

But what will I do
without you?

Oh, I've taught you
the steps, sister.

Now it's up to you
to dance them.

And thank you.

For what?

For being my friend.

Everybody needs a friend.

And you'll always have me
in spirit.

I feel that.

Me too.

Go.

My sweet Charlie.

That was Charlie.
That was my uncle Charlie.

Yeah.

How is this even possible?

Well, I told you it was gonna
be hard to explain.

But I'll explain it all
if you give me a chance.

If you give us
one more chance.

Because I love you,
and I'll always love you.

Ok, well that was-
that was my speech,

if you have any thoughts.

Yes, I do.

I liked your speech,

and I know we have
a lot of history,

and we have a lot of work to do
but I wanna do the work.

Because we don't quit.

We restore.

So let's just restore us.