03x10 - The Promise (Part 2)

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- Previously on "Caitlin's Way".

- It is counterfeit.

You remember who gave this to you?

- Oh, yes sir.

A man gave me some change for some chimes

that I bought from him.

- [Jim] Can you describe him?

- [Mr. Fields] He was ordinary.

Dark hair.

He's kinda scruffy looking.

Like he'd been on the road traveling.

- My name's David Seeger.

- You're my father?

- Hope you're not planning on taking Caitlin away.

- Whatever our plans are

they don't have to be approved by you.

- I'm her legal guardian and besides,

I'm not sure you're a fit parent.

- You don't even know me.

- You passed a counterfeit bill

at Fields department store yesterday.

- Why did you come to find me?

- I had this ache in my heart seemed like forever.

Guess I figured it was time to heal it.

(smooth guitar music)

(bright upbeat music)

(group cheering)

- That's a point.

You guys are good.

(group cheering)

- Okay, that's a tie.

Next point wins.

(bright upbeat music continues)

- Quit now.

Keep your dignity.

- Seegers don't give up.

- You got that right.

(bright upbeat music continues)

- Just sh**t.

- Hey, either you guys got change for a 20?

- Oh, yeah. (indistinct)

(group cheering)

(David laughs)

- We win.

- Nice move.

But if-

- No, no keep it.

You guys are pretty entertaining.

(bright upbeat music continues)

- So what do you guys think about

making this irregular game or something?

- Yeah David, what do you say?

Same time next week?

Give us a chance to even up the score.

- I don't know.

We'll see what happens.

(bright upbeat music continues)

- He's not staying.

Is it because of me?

Maybe I'm not the daughter he wanted, but I could try to be.

♪ There's a devil standing on my tail ♪

♪ But I don't have to beat him ♪

♪ And there's an angel that is tempting me to fail ♪

♪ But I don't really need him ♪

♪ And the waves just keep rolling along ♪

♪ We can drift if the current prevails ♪

♪ Here we are in this slow boat ♪

♪ Wishing for a sail ♪

♪ Wishing for a sail ♪

♪ A sail, a sail, a sail, a sail ♪

♪ I'm wishing ♪

♪ I'm wishing ♪

♪ I'm wishing for a sail ♪

- Martin, it's Lowe here.

No record, huh?

Well, I've turned up something else.

For the past year, Seeger's been all over the place

and he declared bankruptcy.

He's broke, which would give him motive for printing money.

And he's an artist

so he could be familiar with new technologies.

Yeah, including scanners for making the bills.

Hey guys, what's up?

- David and Caitlin creamed us at air hockey.

They cheated, but it was kinda cool.

- David laid a 20 on me.

- Really?

Can I see?

Yeah.

- No, not until I get some hard evidence.

No, this twenty is the real thing.

Okay, thanks Marty.

Bye.

(dramatic music)

- So, you're helping out Mrs. Carlyle?

- Yup.

Yeah.

Her husband's working on the pipeline

to earn extra money for when the baby comes.

- Well, I think it's great

that you're staying in ouch with her.

- Yeah, she's cool.

Is dad investigating Caitlin's father?

- Yeah, he is.

He passed a counterfeit bill at Fields.

- Well, he could have gotten it from someone else

by accident.

- Yeah, that's what he says.

- Yeah, it could really happen to anybody.

- Yeah, it could.

- Does Caitlin know?

- No.

- Dad would have to arrest David

if he found out he was the counterfeiter, wouldn't he?

- Yeah, he would.

- Do you see any wrinkles?

- Yeah, move to the left a little.

- Oh, Mrs. Carlyle I'm sorry.

- It's okay.

Lots of stuff falls on my belly.

(Griffen chuckles)

And this won't be the last, I've still got a month to go.

- I didn't hurt the...

- The baby?

No, Griffen.

No.

Thanks for not asking to touch my stomach by the way.

- What?

- Well, you'd be amazed.

I'm walking down main street total strangers come up

trying to squeeze the baby.

- But, I'll wait till he's born to squeeze him.

(cheerful music)

(horse footsteps cluttering)

- Did you see that?

(horse neighing)

- No, I missed it.

Sorry.

- Are you kidding me?

That jump was huge.

We cleared it.

- Well, do it again.

- Do it again.

All right, but this time...

- I'll watch.

- Okay, come on.

(bright upbeat music)

(horse footsteps cluttering)

Will!

Are you okay?

- Yeah.

Now, see what happens when you neglect me?

I get hurt.

- I am not neglecting you.

- Oh yeah, now that you found your dad.

What's wrong?

- It's nothing.

It's just that father, daughter race this afternoon

that I promised I'd take Jim to.

- And you wanna invite your dad.

- I don't know.

I mean, Jim is like a father to me,

but my dad is like a stranger,

but I really wanna spend time with him.

There's so much to say.

- So, take your dad.

- Yeah, but I mean the more time I spend with him,

the harder it's gonna be if he leaves.

- Well, then take Jim.

(Will chuckles)

(footsteps cluttering)

- Hi.

- Hi.

- I just came by to make sure

that we're still on for the race.

Yeah, yeah we're still on.

- You have a file on my father?

- I did some checking into his background.

- Why?

- He passed some counterfeit money here in town.

That can't be.

There must be some mistake.

Just ask him.

- I did.

He said he didn't know it was fake.

- And you don't believe him.

- Other counterfeit bills started turning up in town

the day he arrived.

- Look, it's just a coincidence.

- Caitlin, he's bankrupt.

- This isn't even about my father.

Right?

This is about your paranoia.

First you don't want me to see Will

and now you're trying to frame my father?

- Caitlin, that's not true.

(bright upbeat music)

- Oh, God.

Griffen, the baby.

- Oh, the boxes-

- No, no, no.

It wasn't the boxes, I'm in labor.

- We need an ambulance.

- We need an ambulance.

- We need an ambulance.

Oh, man.

- What's wrong?

- Oh, oh nothing.

No, no I'm not the husband.

An estimate.

How long?

All right, thanks.

Bye.

There's a big accident on number 12.

A semi truck jackknifed then six cars piled up.

Anyway, there's no ambulance available.

(Mrs Carlyle groans)

- Contractions are two minutes apart.

- Okay.

- You're gonna have to take me to the hospital.

- (chuckles) What?

- Now.

- Hey.

- Hey.

- Well?

What do you think?

- It's cool.

- Yeah.

So you're on your way home from school?

- It's Sunday.

- Oh, (chuckles) I guess my mind's someplace else.

- So, did you do it?

- Do what?

- Give Mr. Fields counterfeit money.

- Not on purpose.

- Well, Jim's after you.

And I know about your bankruptcy.

Is that why you came here to run away from your problems?

- No.

I came to see you.

You believe me, don't ya?

(smooth music)

I just wanted to see you.

I know I gotta get my life together, but I'm no criminal.

- I know you're not.

- I want you to be proud of me.

And who knows?

Maybe when I'm cleared, I could get a job here or something.

- You really want to stay here?

- Yeah.

(smooth music continues)

Those mountains are amazing.

- I was wondering

there's this father, daughter race thing

going on this afternoon.

I was wondering if maybe you wanted to enter it with me.

- Yeah, sure.

We can hang together later.

- Yeah, that'd be great.

- (chuckles) Yeah.

(air whooshing)

- Griffen] Oh man.

I didn't realize your mountain roads

would have so much snow on them now.

- Griffen, we're gonna have to pull over.

(car engine revving)

(Mrs. Carlyle breathes heavily)

- You wanna take a break?

- No.

- Wanna listen to some music?

I just cut the new radiohead.

(Mrs. Carlyle groans)

- I don't think we're gonna make it to the hospital in time.

(rock music)

(background chatter)

- Caitlin.

I've been following the trail of the counterfeit money

and it's gone across the border.

And since your dad's still here in town...

- That means he couldn't have done it.

I knew he didn't do it.

Have you told him yet?

- Yeah.

Was he at the garage when you told him?

- Yeah, but he left when I did.

- Oh.

Hey Jim, before, did you tell him he couldn't leave town

because he was a suspect?

He said he'd meet me here.

I guess he's probably gone.

He must've only stayed because you ordered him to.

- I'm really sorry.

- Yeah.

Okay, I mean, do you still wanna do the race with me?

I mean, since you're here and everything.

- I'd like that a lot.

I'll get my stuff.

(rock music continues)

- We're gonna be fine.

My mom's on the way.

She's delivered lots of-

(Mrs. Carlyle groans)

Babies.

- Oh it's coming.

(cars door bangs)

- Where are you?

- Griffen, I'm driving as fast as I possibly can.

- No, you don't understand.

The baby is coming.

- Remember when you delivered those puppies?

- Mom, it's not the same.

I can't do this.

- Okay remember, keep your eye on the ball

and your broom on the ice.

- All right and try not to fall.

- Yeah, right.

You try not to fall either.

- All right, no falling.

- Okay.

Want everybody on their mark.

Ready.

Get set.

(whistle blows)

( crowd cheering)

(soft rock music)

- Come on.

Come on.

(soft rock music continues)

Over here.

Over here.

Come on.

Here, here, here.

(crowd shouting)

Yeah, you got it.

(whistle blows)

(crowd cheering)

- So close.

- Way to go.

You really threaded the needle on that pass.

(background chatter)

- Well, I gave it 110%.

- I say 120%.

(smooth music)

- I'm sorry.

I got this idea for the sculpture and...

- Look, I'll see you later.

- Your sculpture was more important than me.

- No, I am...

See I had to sketch it, so I wouldn't forget it.

- Why did you leave me and my mom?

(somber music)

- I don't know.

- Yes you do.

- That was a long time ago.

- My whole life I have blamed myself for you leaving.

Now, you stand here and you act like

it was the easiest thing in the world to do.

- The sculpture.

- I have to know why.

(somber music continues)

I want you to go.

(Mrs. Carlyle groans)

- Okay, okay.

Okay, I think maybe you'd be more comfortable

in the back seat.

- I can't have my baby in here.

- I know a place where we can go.

(bright upbeat music)

(Car engine revving)

- [Dori] Okay Griff, I'm only about five minutes away,

but you're doing really well.

The main thing is just to keep her warm

and as comfortable as possible.

Now she's gonna need your supporting

and you have to be strong for her.

(Mrs. Carlyle screams)

- I think it's time.

- It's time.

- Okay, Griff.

Griff?

Honey, I want you to breathe with her, okay?

- Okay.

(Mrs. Carlyle breathes heavily)

How are you doing Mrs. Carlyle?

(Mrs Carlyle screams)

That's gotta be the...

- His head.

- Right.

I can see his head.

- Okay Griff, this is it.

- Okay.

Yeah, this is it, right Mrs. Carlyle?

- (groans) This is it.

- Okay honey, gently grab hold of the baby's head.

He's gonna turn a little bit.

Griff, is he turning?

- Yeah.

- Okay now guide him out.

Don't pull him, Griff.

- Okay, I'm not pulling him.

- Now he's gonna be a little bit slippery when he comes out.

- Is the baby okay?

Why isn't he crying?

What's wrong with him?

Is he okay?

- Griff, wipe his mouth.

(baby crying)

- It's a boy.

(Mrs. Carlyle chuckles)

- Oh Griff, good work.

(soft music)

(baby crying continues)

(door bangs)

Hi.

Oh, congratulations, Nora.

- You know what?

I'm gonna name him Griffen. (chuckles)

- Really?

(smooth music)

- Yeah.

(smooth music continues)

- Oh, Griff.

I knew you could do it.

I'm so proud of you.

Oh, so adorable.

♪ Just tell me tell me ♪

♪ Have you found what you're looking for? ♪

♪ (car door bangs) ♪

- Caitlin?

Okay, you're right.

You need some answers.

I spent all these years trying to forget about what I did

and I got good at bearing the pain, the guilt

and the loss except in the middle of the night

when I hear the sound of your laugh.

You're like this little ghost haunting me.

- Well, I never dreamed about you.

I used to pretend you were dead.

(somber music)

- I loved you and your mother very much,

but I wanted to be a sculptor

and I was pumping gas to put food on the table.

And I was turning into somebody I hated.

I knew that one day you would come to hate me too.

- But your work was more important than us.

- What if you had all these pictures in your head,

but you didn't have a camera.

I need to create, Caitlin.

Just like you.

I'm glad that things are working out well for you here.

Maybe I shouldn't have come.

Thought you might give me a second chance.

(somber music)

- Wait.

I told you I wanted you to leave to get back at you.

I don't really want you to leave.

- I don't wanna go either.

- You stay it's not gonna be easy.

- I know.

(soft piano music)

(horse neighing)

- This past week has been amazing.

My father's come back.

It's like I have two families now and I have Will.

I wonder what life holds for me next.

- He can sense you're scared.

- What me?

Scared?

- It's all right.

We'll turn you into a rider in no time.

- You promise?

- Promise.

(smooth music)

(horse footsteps cluttering)

- Oh.

Oh boy.

Caitlin!

- Dad.

(horse neighing)

(smooth music continues)

(bright upbeat music)

♪ There is a tune ringing in my ear ♪

♪ That always starts me singing ♪