04x04 - Change of Heart

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Previously on When Calls the Heart...

[Curtis]: As soon as you fire,

we'll take the wagon.

[Floyd]: You sure you want them dead?

- [Glenn]: Is that a problem?
- [Floyd]: Not for me.

I can't afford to take time off.

Phillip only gets one childhood,

and you don't get to go
back and do it over.

How are you getting
on with Madame Mayor?

Perhaps we'd find it easier

dealing with a more reasonable man.

Perhaps.

[♪♪♪]

Has anyone applied to
be the new cook yet?

No, not yet, but I hope it happens soon.

We are busier than ever.

I know exactly what you mean.

Just when I thought

I had enough supplies
for all of our students,

suddenly, a new bunch of kids shows up.

We'll figure something out.

I heard you made a deal
with the railroad.

I did what I thought was right.

Abigail, I don't like to
second guess people, but...

But that's exactly what
you're going to do.

I just don't see how
letting the railroad

pay less than their fair share of taxes

is good for Hope Valley...

Elizabeth, with all due respect,

you don't have to understand.

That is my job.

Sorry.

No, I'm sorry.

The budget is not the only thing

stretched to its breaking point.

I know you're under a lot of pressure.

Jack promised to walk me to school.

Can we talk about this another time?

Maybe when someone else is mayor.

[chuckling]

Whoa, slow down there, young man.

Did you brush your teeth?

Yes, ma'am.

Hmm, you didn't just
get the toothbrush wet

like last time, did you?

Ah, good.

Do you think Pastor Frank

would like to play dominoes tonight?

It'll be just us for dinner.

But we have spaghetti night
with Pastor Frank every week.

I know we do.

Are you mad at each other?

Cody, it's hard to explain.

But we are going to have a
great time tonight, I promise.

I have a special dessert planned.

Okay, off to school,
you don't want to be late.

I think, if you don't mind,

I'd like to move dinner till
a little later tonight.

Anything I can help with?

Only if you like grading math tests.

Hmm, I think I'll leave that to you.

So how's : ?

I'm making a pot roast.

Sounds adventurous.

I've made pot roast before.

Once.

And it was unbelievable.

Constable Jack Thornton?

[gasps]

Didn't I teach you better than that?

Uh... would someone here

like to explain?

Elizabeth Thatcher, I want you to meet

Constable Douglas Burke.

Doug. And it's Corporal.

I didn't know. Congratulations.

All thanks to you.

I don't understand.

Get in line.

Why did you just try to hit him?

It was long overdue.

Doug was one of the junior cadets

I mentored at the academy.

We used to play practical
jokes on each other.

That's only partly right.

Jack outranked me,

so he got to play the jokes.

I had to suffer them, in silence.

[chuckles]

So, what prank was that for?

Choose one.

Regimental Review Day.

A quart of goat milk in your boots.

Took me two weeks to
get rid of that smell.

Boys will be boys.

[laughing] Yeah.

Well...

Don't let me stand in the way.

It was nice to meet you.

Miss.

How'd you get so lucky?

I honestly have no idea.

So, what are you doing here anyway?

Superintendent Collins offered me

the position that you turned down.

He did?

I'm leading a squad of Mounties

up to the Northern Territories.

Well, I'm proud of you, Doug.

Thanks, Jack.

We're bunking at the
saloon for the night.

I was hoping you'd have
some time to catch up.

Of course.

Come on, let me buy you a cup of coffee.

[school bell ringing]

Good morning, everyone!

Good morning, good morning.

Good morning. Come on in, Robert.

Good morning.

Good morning, Philip.

Why don't you take your seat?
We're about to get started.

I'm so glad you made it to the carnival.

I know it was important to him.

He's still struggling
a little to keep up.

Maybe you could read to him.

It helps,

and it'll give you a chance
to spend some time with him.

I'm doing the best I can, Miss Thatcher.

[sighs]

All right, everyone, let's get settled.

Now, we have a very fun project
that we'll be starting today.

Can Brownie be part of it?

Of course.

Everyone in your family
will be a part of it.

This week, you're each going
to be making a family tree.

What's that?

It's an exercise

where you trace the
history of your relatives

back as far as you can go,

and then you share that
information with the class.

My grandpa played piano
at Carnegie Hall.

Oh.

Well, make sure you
write that down, Timmy.

Now, everyone, let's take out
our pencils and our papers,

and let's get started.

Any word on the men who tried
to rob the payroll coach?

Don't worry,

the Mounties will catch
them soon enough.

Let me ask you something,

how is it someone that beautiful

isn't already spoken for?

I don't know much about her,

except that she's a good nurse.

I bet there's a lot to learn.

Did you hear back from Mr.
Jenkins from the bank?

He said we can count
payroll tomorrow night,

after he closes up.

I'll be there.

[♪♪♪]

Good morning, Henry.

Good morning.

The townsfolk seem
quite pleased with you.

That was a bold move,

standing up to the railroad like that.

Some people don't think
I stood up enough.

But I've heard it said
that the best compromise

is one where both sides
are a little unhappy.

In this case, I think I'd
have to disagree with that.

I did my homework, Henry.

Other mayors have worked
with the railroad

and not given away the store.

Well, I think they'll pay
for it sooner or later.

Well, that's your opinion.

[♪♪♪]

[clears throat]

Oh! Mrs. Coulter,
I didn't see you there.

Hmm.

I-I was just looking at...

pickles.

Oh, Murphy, pickles indeed.

You were looking at Katie Yost.

And there's nothing wrong with that.

In fact, I think you should ask her out.

Oh, no...

I couldn't do that.

Why not?

She's unattached.

What if she said no?

Hmm...

"A faint heart never won fair maiden."

Maybe later.

I remember when I was that young.

Yeah, they're green,

but I'll whip 'em into shape.

Remember, I learned from the best.

And you've turned into a fine leader.

Thanks.

I got to admit,

I was surprised to hear you
turned down Collins' offer.

Well, I had my reasons.

She's a very pretty one.

You got a girl waiting
for you back home?

Not me.

I'm surprised.

You always were lucky with the ladies.

[chuckles]

Ancient history.

"The greatest reward in life

is to serve others with a
single-minded purpose."

Now, why does that sound so familiar?

It's a quote from...

[together]: Sergeant Major Brookings.

He was the wisest man in the regiment,

and a real hero.

If I had someone waiting for me at home,

I just couldn't do what
I'm supposed to do.

I couldn't serve the
way I know I should.

The way I was intended to.
You know what I mean?

I know exactly what you mean.

But you found your purpose here.

I have.

So...

you got any plans for tonight?

Not really. Why?

How much do you like pot roast?

Mr. Wyatt?

Do you have a moment?

What's it about?

Um...

It's the school.

It's getting very crowded.

And you're telling me this because...

Well, it isn't fair to the children,

and a lot of them come
from railroad families.

Let's see...

first, you have a problem

with the men here working long hours,

now you have a problem

with the school being too crowded.

You seem to have a lot
of issues, don't you?

[chuckles]

Uh, I just feel

that the railroad isn't
paying its fair share.

You're taking advantage of Hope Valley.

We're a business, Miss Thatcher,

and you're a schoolteacher.

And frankly, what we do
is none of your concern.

Mr. Wyatt,

I teach my students fairness.

I teach them to be good citizens...

I really don't have time for this.

Well, maybe,

I should reach out to the community

and let them know what's going on.

Or maybe the newspaper
should print a story

about how overcrowded the school is,

and how the railroad
isn't pulling its weight.

It sounds like you're
making this into a crusade.

I never give up on my students.

[door slams]

She's becoming a problem.

Every problem has a solution.

Finish your spaghetti,
and we'll play dominos.

It's not the same without Pastor Frank.

Well, we'll still have fun, won't we?

I wish you guys were talking again.

Cody, sometimes grownups
need a little time apart,

especially when they're
not seeing eye to eye.

What does that mean?

You know when you and
Robert play baseball,

and you both want to be the pitcher,

but neither of you wants to give in?

Yeah, but then we figure it out.

Well...

Pastor Frank and I haven't
quite figured it out yet.

But you will, won't you?

Why don't I get you a slice

of that chocolate cake I promised?

[♪♪♪]

[brisk dance music plays]

[song ends]

[laughing]

You are such a good dancer.

Oh, I'm sure Jack's better than I am.

Oh, no, no,

I yield to you on this, sir.

Did you take lessons?

No, but my mom loved to dance.

My dad traveled a lot, so I filled in.

How is your mom?

Good.

She's always asking about you.

She thinks of Jack as a son.

Sometimes, I think she
likes him better than me.

[chuckles]

Well, he is very lovable.

It's getting late,
I better hit the sack.

Thank you for the
hospitality, Miss Thatcher.

Oh, we've danced the foxtrot,

you can call me Elizabeth.

Yes, ma'am.

I really admire what you're doing.

Just be safe.

That's the plan.

Doug.

He seems so young to be
leading all those men.

Do you think he's up to it?

I'll be praying for him.

Then I will, too.

What, no breakfast?

Oh.

I'm sorry, Lee, I've just been so busy.

Doing what?

My column.

The time I spent working at the cafe

has put my finger

back on the pulse of what's
going on around here.

It's as if the whole town
desperately needs my advice.

They're deprived of love!

[muttering] I'm deprived of food.

Oh, listen to this one.

"When two grownups are
mad at each other,

how do you make them not
mad at each other anymore?"

"Grownups?"

And it's signed "Anonymous,"
spelled incorrectly,

which means it must be one
of Elizabeth's students.

Oh, my goodness!

This is from Cody!

Cody? What makes you
think it's from Cody?

Well, I saw Abigail and Frank yesterday.

Let's just say,
there is trouble in paradise.

Well then,

I certainly have my work cut out for me.

Sweetheart, maybe we should just

stay out of their business, hmm?

Lee!

This is my job!

What kind of advice columnist would I be

if I didn't come to the rescue

of a sticky little tow-headed boy?

Oh...

Okay. Yes, dear.

Okay. Okay...

Need a hand?

No, I'm good, thanks.

I haven't seen you around here before.

Jesse Flynn.

I work up at the sawmill.

Carson Shepherd.

I just started with the railroad.

Good luck.

[people shouting in panic] Look out!

Are you all right?

[gasps and shouts of concern]

Biddy Betsy almost got hurt.

[wincing] Mm-hmm.

Are you okay?

Yeah.

I'm fine, just...

run along.

You all right?

Sure.

I'm just gonna sit here for a while.

[wincing]

Oh!

There he is.

Good morning, young man.

I suppose you're on your way to school.

- Yes.
- Well, shall we?

You're going to school, too?

[chuckles] No, silly.

But I'm walking you to school

because you and I have
a lot to talk about.

We do?

I got your letter.

How did you know it was from me?

[chuckles] It doesn't matter.

What does matter is,
I think I can help you

with Miss Abigail and Pastor Frank.

That's great!

I wrote down this lovely little poem

by Elizabeth Barrett Browning.

A poem?

Well, not just any poem.

One of the most romantic
poems ever written.

"How do I love thee?"

Let me count the ways.

I love thee to the depth and breadth

"and height my soul..."

I'm gonna be late for school...

Of course you are.

All you need to do

is slip this into Pastor Frank's jacket.

When he finds it,

he will know that it's
from Miss Abigail,

and it will absolutely melt his heart.

Guaranteed.

That's a great idea!

[laughs] Those are the only kind I have.

Philip...

would you like some help?

I'm done.

Are you sure?

I don't see anything
there about your mother.

She d*ed.

My dad d*ed, too,

but I still wrote lots of things down.

See? He taught me how to fish,

and all the words to
Saint Francis' prayer.

That's wonderful, Harper.

I don't want to do this anymore.

Okay, uh...

time for recess, everyone.

Maybe

you could tell me one thing
you remember about your mommy,

and I could help you write it down.

But I don't know anything.

Well, I'm sure your daddy's
told you something about her.

I'm not allowed to talk about her.

Why not?

Because I took her away.

You took her away? I don't under...

Oh.

She d*ed when you were born.

It's my fault that she's not here.

No, that's not true, Philip.

Yes, it is,

and that's why my daddy doesn't love me.

No.

No matter what you think,

it is not your fault.

I want to go to recess now.

Thank you.

Mr. Gowen?

This letter just came in for you.

Special Delivery.

Oh, thank you so much.

Well, that's grand.

There you go.

Try to keep it dry.

Mr. Shepherd, please...

How did you get hurt?

Ah, just... just clumsy.

Let's see.

You might have pulled a costal muscle.

It's more likely a hairline fract...

Uh...

I think I cracked a rib.

All I need is a compression wrap.

You know a lot about
these things, don't you?

I work for the railroad.

I've been injured more than once.

Well, it'll be the
last time for a while.

Whether it's a fracture
or a torn muscle,

you won't be able to
perform strenuous labor

for some time.

You see, the railroad's got
a funny rule about that.

If you don't work, you don't get paid.

And I'm kind of fond of eating.

Just wrap me up,

I'll be fine.

If you do more damage to your ribs,

it might become permanent.

You should think about the long term.

My stomach only cares about today.

I'm not sure when I'll see you again,

so take care of yourself.

You fight the good fight, Doug.

Good luck, boys.

Mounties!

Move out!

Mr. Cantrell...

Is Philip all right?

He's fine, I just need to talk to you.

I'm on the clock.

Please? It's important.

What's going on?

Um, your son said something
that has me concerned.

It's about his mother.

Philip said

he's the reason she's not here anymore.

Excuse me?

He thinks it's his fault she d*ed,

and that you blame him for that.

Well, I never said that.

Well, whether you said it or not,
he thinks you feel that way.

- That's ridiculous.
- Of course it is.

And if you could just sit
down and talk to him,

and explain what happened.

I knew going to school was
going to be too much for him.

He's too young.

No, that's not what this is about.

I'm afraid it is.

Well, taking him out of
school isn't the answer.

It is for me.

I gotta get back to work.

Mr. Cantrell...

[sighs]

I don't know,
I still say we just move on.

But don't you see?

Everybody thinks we're already gone.

That payroll will be easy pickins'.

You got a plan?

I always got a plan.

Henry...

What are you doing behind my desk?

Well, some good news.

You needn't consider it
your desk any longer.

What are you talking about?

Well, they suspended the
investigation against me,

dropped all the charges.

And now your services
as mayor of Hope Valley

will no longer be needed.

I went to the campsite, looking for you.

We need to finish our conversation.

Look, I appreciate that
you care about Philip,

but I know what's best for him.

But you can't let him believe

that he's the reason his mother d*ed.

And you can't keep shutting him out.

I don't shut him out.

Yes, you do.

Do you know that Philip's favorite book

is "Quack Quack Duck"?

Or that he drinks all his milk

before starting his sandwich at lunch?

Or that he can't even say "sandwich,"

so he calls it his "sang-wich?"

Your little boy needs you, Mr. Cantrell.

He needs you to give him a
hug every now and again.

He needs you to love him
as much as he loves you.

Of course, I love him.

But you're holding back.

My wife...

she wasn't supposed to die.

We were supposed to
be a family together.

I know.

But it wasn't Philip's
fault that his mother d*ed.

It wasn't fair, either.

Life isn't fair.

We have to go on.

And there's a little boy out there

who is in desperate
need of a real father.

One who will laugh with him,

and read to him,

and dry his tears.

Please...

forgive him,

and let go of what happened.

Good night, Miss Thatcher.

[♪♪♪]

That's about it!

Thanks for your help, Murph.

My pleasure.

Looked like you had your hands full.

I appreciate it.

I'd better get back to work.

Okay.

Take care, Pastor.

[sighs]

[Elizabeth] I don't understand,

what happened with the investigation

against Mr. Gowen?

It was dropped.

But Jack said

the Inspector General had
solid evidence against him.

They did.

But the accountant

who was going to testify against him

changed his story,

swears it was a bookkeeping mistake.

Isn't that convenient?

Somehow Mr. Gowen
always finds a way out.

Not this time.

Well, I thought you said

the Mounties dropped the case.

They did, but I'm not a Mountie.

This smells like a payoff,

pure and simple to me.

Now all I have to do is prove it.

Ladies...

After all you've done for the town,

he thinks he can just waltz in

like nothing happened.

Well, at least

I'll get to spend more time with Cody.

That's true.

You sure you're okay?

You seem calm.

I am calm.

At least for now.

Mr. Coulter. Mrs. Coulter.

Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa...

What are you so happy about?

You won't believe it,

but I found this in my jacket.

I think it might be from Miss Yost.

Okay, what does it say?

"How do I love thee?

Let me count the ways..."

Oh...

How sweet. [giggles awkwardly]

[quietly] Doesn't he have
something he needs to do?

Huh?

Uh...

yes, right.

Inventory reports, uh,

need to be taken to the mill.

They're on my desk.

- Yes, sir.
- Yup.

Okay.

What was all that about?

That poem!

I gave it to Cody to give to Frank.

It was supposed to be from Abigail.

Excuse me?

Oh, you can never depend on a little boy

to do anything right.

Now poor Murphy,

he thinks he has a secret admirer,

and I cannot break his heart.

What am I going to do?

Fix it.

That's what you're gonna do.

Come...

[fretting] Oh...

And don't forget to work
on your family trees.

What can I do for you, Mr. Wyatt?

I've been thinking about
the conversation we had.

And?

I don't often say this, but...

you were right, and I was wrong.

The railroad is the main reason

for all your new students,

and we need to do our part.

What does that mean, exactly?

National Pacific is going to give you

twice the current budget of the school.

You won't be short on
supplies, or books,

or anything else.

Mr. Wyatt, I can't tell you
how much I appreciate that,

and-and, in fact,

the whole town will be thrilled
when they hear about it.

Consider it an investment
in the students,

and the future of Hope Valley.

I really messed up, didn't I?

Cody, it's all right.

You're just a little boy who
makes mistakes now and then.

Mostly now.

But the good news is,
I have another idea.

- Chocolates?
- Mm-hmm...

Cody!

Cody, it's time for you
to do your homework.

But you said I could play with Robert.

Okay, but I want you
back inside in an hour.

Hmm.

As I was saying,

all you need to do

is leave these at Pastor Frank's door.

When he finds them,

he'll think they're from Miss Abigail.

He'll come here,

they'll run into each other's arms...

[gasping in delight] and
all will be wonderful.

Thanks for the help, Miss Rosemary.

[giggles] It's what I do.

[clearing throat] Abigail...

I've been meaning to talk to you.

You've heard Dottie's
opening a dress shop?

I have.

Well, you know I love to sew...

I guess what I'm trying to say is...

well, now that you're not mayor anymore,

and you have more time for the cafe...

You would like to work there.

I didn't want to talk to her

until I knew it was okay with you.

Clara, you've been a godsend,

but if it's time for you

to start a new chapter in your life.

Of course, you have my blessing.

You sure you don't mind?

I was going to take that
"help wanted" sign down,

but it looks like it's staying
in the window permanently.

[chuckling together]

Oh, look at Murphy,
chatting up Katie Yost.

You should have more faith
in your wife's skills

as a matchmaker.

It's not your skill,
it's Cody's mistake.

Love doesn't make mistakes.

It's only a matter of time

before those two lovebirds
are waltzing down the aisle.

I wouldn't save the date just yet.

Oh, don't be such a sourpuss.

[chuckling fondly]

[Jack]: The railroad
is doubling the budget

for the school?

[Elizabeth]: Mm-hmm.

That's more than you
could have dreamed of.

[sighs]

You are one persuasive lady.

Not always.

Give Philip's dad some time,
I'm sure he'll come around.

I just hope I haven't
pushed him too far.

You told him the truth about his son.

He needed to hear it.

[sighs heavily]

I'm glad I found you.

You dropped this at the infirmary.

Thank you.

That's a lovely photo.

Who is it?

Enjoy your evening.

Jack!

The Tates are robbing the bank.
They've got Jenkins.

Bill and Wyatt are in
there counting payroll.

I need a diversion so
I can get close. Go.

You got it.

Elizabeth, I need you to stay here,

but don't let anyone leave.

I won't. Just be careful.

Didn't know there'd be a crowd.

Lose the g*n.

Let Jenkins go, you don't need him.

Put everything back in the bags,

and hurry up!

You know he's going to k*ll us.

Not if I can help it.

Fill the bags.

[cocks g*n]

Glenn Tate, is that you?

Matt Landry...

what are you doing here?

Ruining your plans.

[g*nsh*t echoes]

I wouldn't.

Drop it!

[♪♪♪]

Thanks for what you did last night.

Ah, it was no big deal.

Yes, it was.

I know we've had our differences,

but I think I misjudged you.

Well, you can make it up
by buying me a drink.

Sounds good.

Jack said they couldn't have
caught the robbers without Frank.

Well, I'm glad everyone's safe.

You two still aren't talking?

I guess we're both being
a little stubborn.

[chuckling] A little?

Did you hear, Abigail?

About?

Mayor Gowen just waived all
taxes for the railroad.

They won't pay a single
dime to Hope Valley.

I knew it would have
been better for the town

if you had stayed on as our mayor.

Can you believe it?

The minute he gets his office back,

he gives them everything they want.

Where are you going?

Well, isn't this cozy?

Good morning, Abigail,
we're just in a meeting.

I'm sure congratulating each other.

You suddenly become mayor,

and you suddenly getting
everything you want.

I don't like what you're
implying, Mrs. Stanton.

And I don't like that you
two worked out a deal.

You disappointed me, Henry.

I gave you a second chance.

I really wanted to believe
that you'd changed.

Perhaps you weren't cut
out for being mayor.

If being mayor means cheating this town,

then you're right.

Careful, Abigail.

No, Henry,

you be careful.

Cody!

How did our little plan go?

It didn't.

Oh, no!

What happened this time?

Well, Robert and I
stopped to play catch.

And? The chocolates?

And...

I put the chocolates down on the field.

And?

And...

I forgot them.

Well then, you go back,
and you get them.

I tried, but they were gone.

[sighs in frustration]

Robert!

Did you see a box of chocolates

on the baseball field?

Oh, I sure did!

They were really good!

Now what?

Well, you know what they say.

If at first you don't succeed,

try, try again.

We've already tried and tried again.

I suppose you're right about that.

You know what else they say?

What?

Two heads are better than one.

What does that mean?

It means

maybe you and I can come
up with an idea together.

Come on...

There you go.

Thank you very much, Nurse Carter.

[chuckles] You're very
welcome, Mr. Hikcomb.

Ah, Mr. Shepherd.

How can I help you?

I need something to k*ll the pain.

I wouldn't advise that.

I don't want you to hurt yourself

any worse than you already have.

Then I'll lose my job.

There are other jobs in Hope Valley.

Nobody knows me here.

Nobody's going to hire me.

I do,

and I know of a position
that needs to be filled.

Doing what?

Miss Thatcher!

Philip!

Oh, I'm so happy to see you.

Can I go work on my family tree?

I want to finish it!

Well, it's right where you left it.

[sighs happily]

I'm so glad you changed your mind.

He really belongs in school.

I thought about what you said,

and it's true.

I was angry about what happened.

I let it get the best of me,

and I shouldn't have
taken it out on him.

Well, that's in the past now.

I made a lot of mistakes.

But that's gonna change now.

I want to do right by my boy.

I want to be a good dad.

I just hope I know how.

Well, you could start
by giving him a hug.

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[♪♪♪]

Excuse me, um...

Do you still need help?

If you can cook.

I worked six months in a chuck wagon

for a crew of miners

before I got a job with the railroad.

Then you have experience.

What about references?

The nurse down at the infirmary,

she's the one that sent me here.

Well, if Faith thinks
he can be trusted...

[door opens] Look!

I got an "A" on my family tree!

Oh, Cody, that's wonderful.

But I'm right in the middle of a meeting

with this gentleman.

Can we go fishing?

To celebrate?

Oh, sweetheart, I would love to,

but someone has to work in the kitchen.

I could start right now,

if you give me the job.

I could really use it.

And I'm a hard worker.

I don't even know your name.

It's Carson Shepherd.

Please, Miss Abigail?

I'll be around to help
if he needs anything.

Welcome to Abigail's Cafe, Mr. Shepherd.

What was that all about?

Never you mind...

[gasps] Murphy!

Did you invite Katie Yost out yet?

Oh, I haven't had the chance.

But I saw the two of you having
a wonderful time together.

But I didn't want to push my luck.

[gasps] Katie!

Yoo-hoo!

Yes, Mrs. Coulter?

Could you please join us for a moment?

Murphy has something to say to you.

- I do?
- He does?

Yes. He does.

"Fairest Katie..."

"I deeply apologize"

for being an utter goose.

I find myself thinking of you often...

May I take you on a picnic tomorrow?

I thought you'd never ask.

I'm free at : .

Oh...

I usually go for lunch at noon.

I'm sure Mr. Coulter

will make an exception.

: would be fine with me.

Oh, wow, it's kinda crowded.

Guess I'll go try somewhere more quiet.

Don't tell me.

Cody invited you.

The fish are biting. You might as
well try to catch some dinner.

[simultaneously] I'm sorry, I...

[chuckling]

Me first.

Please.

It's been so long since
I've had to tell anyone

what I'm doing, or where I've been,

I guess it kind of threw me for a loop.

I'm not used to having
anyone worry about me.

Is that a bad thing?

Absolutely not.

I have to admit,

I was scared.

Abigail, you don't have to worry.

I'm not going to go
back to my outlaw life.

No...

I was scared because I realized
how much I care about you.

Well, it sounds like
we're on the same page.

It sounds like we are.

Everything all right?

Yeah.

I'm just thinking about
Doug and his men.

They're probably in the
thick of it by now.

Well, if they're as good at their jobs

as you are at yours,

then they'll be fine.

You just bought yourself
dinner at the saloon.

Why don't you get us a table?

I left my shawl at school.

I'll see you there.

Mm-hmm.

Mm-hmm.

[chalk scratching on blackboard]

Excuse me?

Yes?

Uh... why are you writing
on my chalkboard?

Uh, I'm preparing for tomorrow's lesson.

I don't understand.

Oh, I suppose nobody told you.

I'm your replacement.