06x01 - Running Against the Wind

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Amy: Previously on "Heartland":

Hey, Jack, uh, there's...

There's something I wanted to talk to you about.

sh**t.

I want your permission to ask her to marry me.

Lou: I heard you and Grampa talking last night, so I know!

Okay, you do know.

Miranda: Hey, Tim? You win.

Shane can visit any time.

Okay, that's great.

And you and I, well, we'll be friends.

Ty: So you turned down Dark Horse, hey?

Amy: We should just never limit ourselves, you know, never... Tie each other down.

(Cell phone rings inside)

Amy: Ty, your phone!

(Cell phone rings)

(Cell phone rings)

(Hooves thud, horse grunts and snorts)

(Horse grunts)

(Breath puffs)

(Hooves thunder)

Amy: Not again!

(Amy sucks her teeth) Let's go!

(Laboured breathing, heavy footfalls)

(Horses thunder through field)

(Horse whinnies)

(Laboured breathing, underbrush crunches underfoot)

(Laboured breathing)

(Hooves thunder)

(Breathing hard, underbrush crunches)

No! Come on, Spartan!

(Hard thump, kid grunts, landing hard)

(Clucks her tongue)

(Heater hums and clicks then dies out)

Ty: (inhales deeply as he wakes up)

(Gasps and shivers)

(Gasps)

(Gasps)

It's freezing!

(Sighs heavily)

(Kid pants hard, birds chirp)

(Sighs)

(Jack grunts as door bangs shut)

(Truck rumbles away)

Amy: It's okay, boy.

It's okay.

Hey, it's okay.

(Buckle clicks)
Good boy!

Okay.

(Horse whinnies sharply)

Hey! You...

(Struggling)
Ugh!

Whoa!

(Horse whinnies)

You're fine!

Come on.

(Truck rumbles)

(Truck door clanks)

Jack: Hey, there!

Ty: Jack.

Jack: I just rolled in myself.

I went to look at a used tractor near Okotoks.

A wasted trip - thing was a piece of junk.

Ty: Hey, you think I could borrow some tools?

Help yourself.

The heater in the trailer broke and the damn water pipes burst, so...

(Chuckles)

Can I, uh, stay up in the loft till I fix 'em?

No problem. Welcome home.

(Laughs)

(Unzips bag forcefully)

(Sighs)

(Loud creak)

(Sighs)

Amy: Hey, Grandpa!

(Horse hooves thud)

Jack: Don't tell me.

Amy: Oh, yeah, he escaped again.

He jumped straight over the paddock fence, took off.

It took me forever to catch him.

(Exhales nervously)

♪
♪

♪ And at the break of day ♪
♪ you sank into your dream, ♪
♪ you dreamer. ♪
♪ Oh-oh-oh... ♪
♪ You dreamer, ♪
♪ you dreamer. ♪

Peter: What's he doing parked out here? Why isn't he working?

Lou: Relax.

Dom: (Sighs)

Hey, folks!

How're you doing?

So the house, it's comin' along, right?

Quite the project.

Challenging, but I like challenging.

(Exasperated) You do? Well...

Well, that's-that's good, because Domenic...

Hey, man, I told you, call me Dom.

Lou: Oh, okay. Hi, Dom.

Um, listen, we're just a little concerned with the speed at which things are getting done.

Peter: Or not getting done, really.

Dom: What're you saying?

Lou: Well, we were supposed to move in three months ago, so...

Do you only have two guys working for you here?

Maybe you should hire a couple more guys.

Maybe that's what's taking so long here, Dom.

No, my friend, it's taking that long because every time we go to fix something we find something else that needs to be fixed.

The place is old.

The wiring isn't code, the plumbing's falling apart, the ceilings are collapsing.

Totally unavoidable, totally unexpected.

Peter: Well, no, you have to expect these kind of things.

It's not new construction, Dom, all right?

It's renovation.

And that's why they call it renovation hell.

Right, Pete? Am I right?

But, hey, things are lookin' up.

The last of the old plaster's coming out today.

You'll have your dream house in no time flat.

No time flat. Go have a look.

Great! That's great. Good. Come on.

Dom: Oh, and, uh, boss, before you go, I could use a...

(Peter chuckles, annoyed, cell phone rings)

Dom: Service! What do you know?

(Into phone)
Hello?

Is Ty here? Where's he at?

The loft.

Hey, hey, stop right there!

What are you gonna do with that horse?

(Sighs)

Look, I have no idea why he jumps fences.

He just does.

He shows up here out of the blue.

It's the third time in as many days you've had to chase after him.

I know.

I've posted notices on the Internet and all over town, and I'm waiting for someone to claim Phoenix.

Phoenix? Oh, you've given him a name?

Phoenix suits him.

Full name: Phoenix Rising.

Jack: Well, do something to fix him and his crazy habit.

Hey!

Hey!

What're you doin' here?

Agh! Broken heater, so the pipes are frozen.

Oh. I was kinda hoping you were just missing me so much that you had to move back in.

(Chuckles)
Well, I just might.

That trailer is falling apart.

It's like living in a soup can, and Caleb is still charging me rent even though he's not around to fix anything, so...

You a little grouchy? Should I just go?

Maybe I'll just-

Ty: Hey, you...

Amy: (Chuckles)

I wanna ask you something.

Mm-hmm?

I want to ask you out on a date.

A date?

Yeah.

Just you and me?

Yeah.

We haven't had one of those in, like, months.

Well, then it's about time we went on one.

How about tonight?

We could go for dinner some place and then go for a drive or something?

Yeah, yeah. Why tonight? Yeah?

I guess it's, uh, kind of a special time of year.

What makes it special?

I don't know. I'll tell you tonight.

Amy: Okay, all right, I like that idea.

(Construction workers chatter, hammering in the distance)

That'll barely cover the cost of the drywall, Pete.

Peter: Well, Dom, put up some drywall and we'll reconvene, okay?

(Truck door slams shut)

Hey!

Oh, God.

Tim: Hey!

Lou: Hey.

Tim: (Chuckling) Hi girls.

(Loud kisses)

Lou: Hi, Dad. What are you doing here?

Well, I just wanted to come by and check on the progress.

Yeah, don't bother.

Tim: Well, you hear that?

(Drill whirs loudly)

That's the sound of your bank account being drained.

(Chuckles)

Dad...

I'm just kiddin'.

No, better yours than mine, huh?

Listen, general, I got an idea I wanna run by you.

How would you like to make your first million?

Or remake your first million?

Peter: No thanks, Tim.

No? You haven't even heard the idea yet.

Dad, it's not the best time, okay?

Amy: (Hums happily)

Lou: Hey.

Amy: Hey! So how's the dream house coming?

Oh, that good, huh?

At this point, it is more of a nightmare.

Amy: Hmm.

(Hums happily)

What are you so chipper about?

Oh, nothing.

Just that Ty and I are going on a date - like a real date - tonight.

A date? Why?

I mean, why- why so formal?

I don't know.

He said something about it being a special time.

A special time.

That's... That's exciting, huh?

It's nice.

It's just a date, Lou.

Yeah, I know, Amy, obviously.

What else would it be?

Tim: (Grunts with effort)

I got one word for you, Jack: Franchise.

Jack: What're you talkin' about now?

Buying into a chain of an already proven and successful business.

I've been researching it.

It's all about location, location, location.

Now, you know that vacant lot, the one across from the big box store on your way into town?

That is a perfect spot for a Buff Burger franchise.

Buff Burger?

Tim: Yeah. I went to one the other night with Miranda and Shane up in Moosejaw and it was terrific, and busy, and cheap!

It's a great franchise.

And Buff Burger pays for the building and the land.

I don't know much about the franchise business, but isn't there a huge start-up, buy-in cost or something?

Tim: Yeah, I mean it costs a little somethin' at first, but people make millions.

No, we buy a Buff Burger franchise, start rakin' it in.

We?! (Laughs)
I don't think so!

You gotta think big, Jack.

No, I don't, and if I were you I'd stick to the cattle business, let somebody else make the burgers.

Amy: All right.

Since you love jumping so much, why don't we practice on these, huh?

Maybe that'll get some of your crazy energy out and you won't have to jump over fences any more.

All right? Okay.

(Buckle clicks)
Good boy.

(Clucks tongue)

(Phoenix grunts and takes off)

All right, boy, you can do it!

Jump straight over the fences!

Go! Go!

(Laughs)
Good boy!

Good boy!

All right, come on! You can do it again!

You can do it! Come on, come on!

Good boy!

Good boy!
(Laughs excitedly)

(Gasps)

Okay, that was awesome.

Come on!

Tim: (Mumbles to Jack)

Lou: Dad, I assume you're staying for dinner?

Tim: Not a bad idea.

It never is.

Lou: That's weird.

Where's the lasagna I made this morning?

Tim: Jack, just take a look at these figures.

Foolproof!

No, I'm sure I put it in the fridge.

Grampa, did you eat my lasagna?

Lou, I didn't even know you made one.

Am I losing my mind or what?

Tim: Jack, I just wanna...

Can I just show you this for a second?

It says right here that 60 percent of franchise owners have no restaurant experience!

Well, terrific.

That's just the place I'd go to eat.

I put it on the counter to cool.

Grandpa, you must have seen it.

Lou, I didn't see it!

This reno is actually making me crazy.

You have too much on your plate!

The man of the family has to take responsibility.

Lou: Dad, what century are we in?

Tim: It doesn't matter what century we're in, that's what guy's do. That's what I'm doing.

I'm taking responsibility.

(Chuckling) Well, that would be a first.

Okay, I have some news.

Can a proud father share some news?

Shane has been accepted into a private school for the gifted.

That's great.

Tim: But the tuition's pretty high and Miranda can't afford it, so that is why I'm steppin' up!

It's what father's do.

Jack: Oh, that's where this Buff Burger thing comes in.

I get it now.

Buff Burger? What're we talking about here?

Tim: We're talking about a success story, okay?

And you - you should get Lisa involved.

She's got deep pockets. You should call her right now.

I'm not spendin' money on a long distance phone call to France just to talk to Lisa about Buff Burgers!

Right there, right there, you're gettin' buried in the small stuff, Jack.

Amy: You guys, Phoenix is absolutely amazing!

I mean, he is a natural born jumper!

You should've seen him!

Lou: Yeah, except don't you have a date?

Um, right.

Amy has a date with Ty.

So?

Apparently, it's a special occasion date.

What?

Nothin'.

(Horse chomps loudly)

All right. Enough.

Get... Get back in there!

(Snorts) God...

(Whistles appreciatively)

Must be a pretty special date.

You shouldn't be out here in your nice stuff.

I just came to check on Phoenix.

Well, I just fed him.

He eats twice as much as the other horses would.

I know.

You have a great time tonight.

Amy...

Agh! Nothin'.

Don't get your shoes dirty out here now.

(Laughs)

Hey, you.

You ready to do some more jumpin' tomorrow?

Hmm? You seem to like that.

(Footsteps creak overhead)

Ty?

Ty: Amy?

Amy, you up here?

Amy: Yeah, I... just heard a noise, like someone walking across the floor.

I just thought it was you.

You look beautiful.

Thank you.

Come on, I made a reservation.

A reservation?

Yeah.

Fancy.

Ty: I actually, I'm gonna um...

I'm gonna meet you downstairs.

I just gotta get my um...

Uh, my wallet.

Amy: Okay. Ty: Okay.

Amy: Okay. (Chuckles)

(Exhales nervously)

Amy: Ty?

Comin'!

Amy: Thank you!

(Truck door opens and closes, engine starts)

(Truck rumbles away)

Lou: Uh-oh!

I know that expression.

What's on your mind?

Your dad's right, you know.

You got way too much goin' on.

Lou: Honey...

With Katie, your job, and now this money pit, it's...

I'm fine.

(Sighs heavily)
Peter...

I'm fine, okay?

I'm dealing... sort of.

You know, I still don't know what happened with that lasagna, though.

Seriously, it's a good thing we had stew left over.

It's my damn job.

It's a good job!

Yeah and if I wasn't going back and forth to Vancouver all the time, I could be here, you know, to keep things moving, light a fire under Dom and his guys...

Lou: Okay, first of all, it would take a cattle prod to get Dom moving.

Secondly, he is the only game in town and we are doing the best we can, okay?

And the house will get done...

Sometime...

Before Katie goes to college.

(Laughs)

(Loud bang, Katie cries)

Oh, my God, she's fallen out of her crib!

(Katie cries)

Honey? Oh, hi. It's okay, honey.

(Katie cries)
Shhhh!

Peter: It's freezing in here.

Lou: Shh, shh, shh, shh!
(Katie cries)

Peter: It must have blown open.

Lou: How can it open just like that?

Peter: It's probably not latched properly.

What? No, it was fine. I checked it.

(Katie cries)
Shh...

Peter, I did, I checked it.

Okay, okay.

(Low murmur of voices)

Amy: That was really good.

Ty: Yeah.

(Nervous)
Yeah, it was.

Are you okay?

You're kind of sweating.

Oh, sorry about that.

Food was, uh, a little spicy hot, you know.

Yeah, but good, right?

Yeah, it was really good.

So...

What's special?

What?

Well, you had said that this was a special time of year and I was just wondering why.

Well, um... I've been thinkin'.

It's kind of hard to believe, but it's been five years since I came to Heartland.

Wow.

So it's kind of like a...

Like an anniversary, you know?

Uh, kind of, yeah.

Yeah.

And, I mean, we've...

We've come so far since then.

Yeah.

Um...

(Exhales nervously)

I just want you to know...

I just wanna say-

(Glass clanks)

Oh! Damn! Are you okay?

Yeah, it's fine.

Ty: Why are there so many knives and forks on this table?

Patrons: (Laughing) Oh, that's so embarassing!

(Sighs heavily)

(Door slams shut, Lou gasps sharply)

Oh, jeez, you scared me!

You're jumpy.

Yeah, it's been kind of a weird and jumpy night.

Tell me about it.

How was your date? Was it fun?

Yeah, fun. It was...

Yeah?

It was okay, but can I tell you something?

Yes, yes. Sit.

Okay, um...

Do you remember my audition?

What?

Um, my Dark Horse audition.

Oh, yeah, that was my anniversary.

Well, that night Ty and I had the house to ourselves, and he went outside to get firewood and then his phone rang so I reached into his pocket to answer his phone and I found-
I found um...

What? What did you find?

A ring.

Wow! A, a...

Like an engagement ring.

Oh.

Uh... (Exhales)

What did- what did you do?

I just put it back and I didn't tell him, and that was months ago and he hasn't said one word since.

Not one word!

And then I thought maybe tonight would be the night and it wasn't and...

Lou, what did I do to make him change his mind?

Oh, honey.

Oh my God, you can't tell Ty.

Amy, I won't. I promise I won't.

You are the worst at keeping secrets!

No.

I promise I'm...

I'm good.

(Banging on door) Ty, are you there?

(Hard clank, Ty grunts in pain)

(Groans)
God, the door's open!

Lou: Ty...

What is going on?

Ty: What do you mean?

Lou: You know what I mean, Ty.

You, Amy, romantic date, kind of thought there might be a reason for it, you know?

Just say what you wanna say, Lou.

Why haven't you asked Amy yet?

Ty: I... (Loud bang)

Lou: Why didn't you follow through?

Why are you asking me this?

Lou: Because Amy was so keyed up about that date that it think she might have thought there was a reason for it.

You didn't tell her anything, did you?

Lou: No, I have not breathed a word to Amy and neither has Grampa, and it has not been easy, okay?

Good. I'd appreciate it if you kept it that way.

Why? Did you change your mind?

No, Lou, I think about every day and it's driving me crazy!

Well, I know my sister and I think she's ready.

How do you know that?

Just don't let it go down the drain, okay?

I gotta go.

Ty: Wait, just hold on a second.

Lou: What?

Are you sure about this? Are you sure she's ready?

Yes, I am.

♪

Hup!

(Hooves thud heavily)

(Grunts)

You're such a good boy.

You wanna try somethin' else?

(Chuckles)

(Phoenix neighs)

(Hooves thud heavily)

(Phoenix grunts and whinnies sharply)

Amy: Ungh! (Gasps in pain)

Ty: Amy!

Amy!

(Grimaces)

Ty: Hey, you okay?

Yeah. Yeah, I'm fine.

Are you sure you're all right?

I'm good. I just, I don't get it.

Phoenix loves to jump, but obviously not so much with me on his back.

Well, I just, uh, came by to get some tools.

Um...

Hey, tonight, are you, um, are you busy?

Um, I was thinkin' maybe we could go on a date again.

I promise I won't spill any more water on you this time.

Two dates in two days... What's goin' on?

Okay...

(Exhales nervously)

(Exhales nervously)

(Toiletries clatter)

(Drawer squeaks and bangs loudly)

No.

No.

(r*fles through bag, frantically searching)

(Distressed)
Agh!

(Distressed exhale)

Oh, Amy, you should wear this one!

I'm not wearing a dress. I wore one last night.

I'm wearing jeans.

No, no. You have to look different than you do every day.

(Knocking at door)

Hey, I was looking for you.

Well, you found me.

Uh, no, Lou.

Um, can I talk to you for a second?

Yeah. Yup.

(Under her breath)
Wear the dress.

Lou: How could it be gone, Ty? I mean, how could you lose it?!

I didn't lose it, Lou! It was here this morning!

It was in this!

I didn't want to keep it in the trailer so I kept it safe in the drawer and now it's gone! Someone stole it!

Ty, nobody stole it. How could somebody steal it?

I'm the only one who knew about it, right?

So it's gotta be here.

Ty: It's not here, Lou! I've searched everywhere!

I can't find it!

Amy: Ty?

Ty: Hey.

Amy: What are you guys doin'?

Ty: Uh, nothing. We, uh...

Um... blankets. Ty needed more blankets, 'cause super cold up here at night.

Right, right.

Are you ready?

Yeah, um...

Yeah.

Have fun.

Ty: Okay.

(Exhales nervously)

(Doors bangs shut)

(Door bangs shut)

(Fridge items rattle as door bangs against counter)

(Floor creaks)

Hello?

(Door creaks and bangs shut)

(Lou gasps)

There was someone in the house, Dad, I know it!

Did you actually physically see anyone, though?

Lou: Okay, not technically, but the fridge door was swinging open, and the side door, somebody absolutely went out through it!

Okay.

I'm worried.

Honey, listen, you're hearing things, and you're losing things, and you're seeing things.

I think you're under a lot of stress.

Yes, Dad, I am under a lot of stress, and it is even more stressful when people don't believe me! You guys!

Okay, listen, honey, it's not that we don't believe you, okay?

But we have looked everywhere and there's no sign anyone's been on the property, and even if there was, they're long gone by now.

Lou: (Sighs)

(Sighs)
(Sighs)

(Truck turns off)

(Awkward chuckle)

That was a pretty good movie, huh?

Yeah, I love action movies.

(Sighs heavily)

Can I ask you a question?

Yeah, sure.

Amy: You know the night of my Dark Horse audition?

Uh, yeah, I remember it really well.

Really well.

'Cause I can't help but think and...

I could be... I could be crazy, but...

I feel like something changed between us that night.

Really?

Do you feel that?

Uh... no.

My feelings haven't changed at all.

Have yours?

No. No.

So we're all good?

Yeah, we're all good.

Amy: Okay.

Okay.

Thanks for tonight.

(Distressed exhale)

(Ty hears a loud sneeze and floorboards creaking)

(Flashlight clicks on)

(Relieved exhale)

(Breathing loudly, feet scuff, floorboards creak)

(Kid gasps)

Hey, hey. What're you doing up here?

(Hard punch)
Ungh!

Hey!

(Running footsteps)

Hey! Hey!

(Horse whinnies nervously)

Come here!

Agh!

Kid: Ungh!

Ty: Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa!

You don't wanna do that, okay?

Okay.

Easy.

(Pitch fork clatters, Ty and kid struggle)

Hold still!

Kid: (Grunts)

Both: (Gasp and struggle)

Jack: Maybe we could start with your name.

Okay, how about a phone number?

Now, listen, I don't want to involve the police here, but I have to phone your folks.

I mean, they gotta be pretty upset not knowin' where you are, don't you think?

There's probably people out there right now looking for ya, and you're probably afraid of the consequences of that.

You know, what they'll say and what they'll do...

'Cause I know you're pretty darn scared right now.

I'm not scared.

Okay. See? You do have a voice.

How about a name now?

My name is Georgie.

I'm not going back.

Well, you're not goin' anywhere this time of night, that's for sure.

Maybe we could set up a cot in Amy's room.

Can we do that?

Tim: Okay, first giant step taken: Got an appointment with Buff Chomski, CEO of Buff Burger.

And I tracked down that real estate agent, you know, that has the vacant lot that I was talkin' about?

Just promise me you're not gonna sign anything, Dad.

Jack, you comin' with me?

Jack: What part of "I'm not interested" do you not understand?

Besides, we've got a bit of a situation here.

Hi, Clint, come on in.

Something goin' on here?

Yeah, Dad, it's an interesting story and I will fill you in over here, come on.

Jack: So thanks for comin', Clint.

No problem, Jack, I go where I'm needed.

Well, I didn't know who else to call.

I know you've got experience with kids like this and thought maybe you could find out who she is and where she came from.

I already know who she is.

I just got an email from her social worker.

Her name is Georgina Crawley.

She's 11-years-old.

She's been in the foster care system since she was three.

She was recently transferred to a family in Okotoks.

She disappeared the day before yesterday.

I was in Okotoks day before yesterday.

She must have hitched a ride in the back of my truck.

Well, the fact is she's a habitual runaway.

Where is she now?

(Giggles)

(Phone keys beep)

Jeff! You're there!

It's me, Georgie.

Very funny. Yeah, your sister.

Who else did you think it was?

So, um, how was Fort Mac? You got a job yet?

That's good. That's really good...

'Cause, um, well, I was thinking maybe I travel up there.

No, not to visit.

I mean, maybe I could come live with you.

Jeffy?

Jeff, you there?

No! It's not better for me with that family!

No! It's just they smell bad and they don't listen to me!

(Tearful)
Jeff, please!

Okay.

Fine, I get it.

You don't want me.

It is so true.

Fine! Bye!

(Phone beeps off, clunks back on cradle)

(Tearful sigh)

Jack: Georgina, this is Clint Riley.

Clint: Hi.

Georgina, I'm a liaison with the Hudson County Child Service Program.

I just spoke with Mr. and Mrs. Caffazo, your foster parents, and, you know, I can tell you they're pretty darn relieved to know that you're safe.

They can't wait to see you.

Clint says he'd be happy to drive you back home to Okotoks.

Clint: So why don't we hit the road?

Jack: So you take care of yourself, young lady.

You see, there were people out there lookin' for you.

I told you so.

Clint, thanks.

Clint: No problem.

(Car starts up)

(Muted high-pitched whinny)

(Cell phone rings)

(Car slows to a stop)

Clint: Oh, sh**t!

Georgina!

Georgina, no!

Georgina!

(Spartan gallops)

Amy: Georgie!

Georgie, tell him "whoa!"

Georgie!

(Hooves thunder)

Phoenix, whoa!

Georgie!

Geez! Georgie!

Georgie!

Georgie: No! I'm not going back!

(Tearful)
They can't make me!

(Cries)

Grampa, she really doesn't wanna go and she's not faking.

I don't see how we can just send her back!

Amy, she has to go back.

She has a family.

She wanted to get away so bad she almost k*lled herself taking off on a horse, and she doesn't even ride!

Look, I told her that I would talk to you.

Amy...

I promised!

Clint: Jack...

Is Georgina around?

She's, um, she's out in the barn.

I told her she could brush Phoenix before she goes back to Okotoks.

Clint: Uh, well, actually, I won't be taking Georgina back to Okotoks.

Oh?

Due diligence, Jack.

I discovered that Mr. and Mrs. Cafazzo, contrary to what they first avowed, they did not, in fact, report Georgina missing.

And that's against paragraph 10, section B, of the foster parent's agreement, so...

I have to put Georgina in a group home until further arrangements can be made.

No, Grampa.

She can stay here for a couple of days.

Clint: Really? Jack: Yeah, I guess.

Clint: Well, Jack, having witnessed the success you've had with troubled youth in the past, I'd have no trouble finding the proper paperwork for you to sign.

Only until you can find something more suitable.

Duly noted.

Duly noted.

Okay.

Thank you, Jack.

(Approaching footsteps)

Jack: Okay, here's the deal.

Now, if you want, you can stay here for a few days.

If that's okay with you.

Now, Clint's gonna look at your situation.

He's gonna figure out what's best for you and for all concerned, and then you have to do what he recommends.

Do you understand that?

'Cause until you're older than you are right now, somebody's gotta look after you.

I can look after myself.

Oh, right.

And another thing, Georgina-

My name is Georgie.

Georgie.

No more runnin' away, you hear me?

And no more jumping out of moving cars!

It wasn't even moving.

Thanks for letting me stay, Mr. Bartlett.

My name's Jack.

Jack.

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♪ Had a dream I was awake ♪
♪ everything was in the right place ♪

Peter: Oh, look at this. Surprise, surprise.

Coffee break time again, huh?

Lou: Just relax, okay?

Hey, guys.

I just wanted to keep you abreast of another development.

When we took down the old walls in the living room we found something a little interesting.

Let me guess, you found a bunch of cash behind the lath and plaster work.

(Chuckles)
Yeah, cash.

Yeah, that would be good.

Uh, no, no. I wish it was.

Well, what? What was it? What did you find?

Mold.

Mold?

Yup, mold.

Invasive. Not good.

Georgie: I put Phoenix in that round pen.

Thank you.

Jack helped me.

Amy: Thanks.

I gotta tell you something.

I took something.

Where did you find that?

In the loft.

I saw where Ty put it.

And you stole it?

I was thinking maybe you could put it in the loft somewhere so he'll think he sort of lost it.

Georgie, why did you take it?

I needed the money to get to Fort Mac.

Fort Mac?

Yeah.

But I don't need it now.

♪ I think it's time to start ♪
♪ my head to my heart ♪
♪ my head to my heart ♪
♪ it's really not that far ♪

Ty: Amy?

What're you doin' up here?

Maybe we should talk about this.

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