01x05 - I Wish I Got the Credit I Deserve

[bunniefuu]

This is it.
The big moment.

The moment I tell my dad
the secret about the well.

Okay, Dad. Um...

I'm going to tell you something.

So, at first, I thought,
"A well with no water in it?

That's weird." B-but it's not,

so try to keep an open mind

and don't think
that I'm well, uh...

- Ruby?

- The well is magic.

I know. It's weird,
but it's true!

Okay, it collects
people's secret wishes

and then...

...and then I make them happen.

So?

What do you think?

- Huh.

: Huh?!

- He sees the most magical,

mysterious well
in the known universe,

and all you get is huh?!
- You told him everything?

- Yeah. The wishes,
all the history!

But the more I talked,
the more he gave me

the confused dog look.

Huh?

: Huh?

- O-okay, okay, but wait!
There's more. Let me show you.

Um...

- Ah, listen, Ruby.

Thank you for, uh,
trusting me with this.

It's, uh...

Um...

Uh, fantastic.

- Fantastic as in fantasy?

Like imaginary fun I'm having?

- Do you think it's imaginary?

Then neither do I.

- Hm.

- Um...

Yeah. Uh, I'm gonna...

get dinner started, okay?

- What was that?

Just when I needed you most?
That's when you decide

that you don't work!

- I wish...

: I wish I got
the credit I deserve!

- Really?

Now you decide
that you work? Thanks.

So, we have an Ivy League
science woman

with serious anger issues.

- Science, and Yale,
and angry scientist,

and more science.

You know,
we haven't even started,

and my brain already hurts.

- Relax. We don't have
to do science,

just find someone who does.

- So, who in town is likely
to be the most science-y?

Maybe a science teacher?

- Not Mr. Kumar. He's a he.

Uh, veterinarian maybe?

- No. I saw it on her wall.

Dr. Brenda studied at Eastern.

And what about your buddy,
the I.T. wizard dude?

- Kai the I.T. guy? Yeah.

Guy probably got his degree
online for $49.99.

And he's an I.T. guy, you know.

- That's sorta it for Emerald.

- We're not really
a test tube kinda town.

- What about a secret scientist,

like someone
with a science hobby?

Uh, let's start with the words.

- Okay. Valence.

- Conduction.

- Photovoltaics.

- I brought some more paint cans
in the car.

Do you mind grabbing them?
- Yeah, no problem.

- Awesome. There you go.
- Cool.

: Thanks, man.

- Something on your mind?

- Hm? Oh. Uh, yeah. Yeah. Sorry,

it's just...

It's just Ruby.
She's got some...

some unusual things in her head.

- Like what?

- She started talking about
magic wishing wells

like, like they're real.

- You know, when her dad and I,
Farhad, split up,

Mina went through
a fantasy phase, too.

She made up these
imaginary friends.

And the doctor said
it was just stress.

- Yeah. It has been a year
to remember.

Losing her mom, big move,

new town, new school.
- That is a lot.

- Yeah, I can't blame her for
looking for any way to escape.

- Exactly.

So...

Maybe meet Ruby
where she is on this.

You know? Watch a wizard
movie, or something.

A nice night in.
See what she sees in it.

- Yeah! Yeah,
that's a good place to start.

Yeah.

Magic wells.

- You guys talking
about your old well?

- Yeah. Ruby has, um...

a new obsession with it.

- Yeah. So did Tom.

Just be careful, okay?

- Hm.

- "Voltaics." And search.

Great! Merely a million hits.

- Uh, try adding "Yale."
- Okay.

"Yale." Search.

A book by a professor at Yale!

"Harness the Sun:
How Photovoltaics

Will Change the World?"

- Checking the library
database right now.

It's here!
- What?

- It's been checked out
in the last five years

exactly once.

- By who?

- Me?

Photovoltaics.

No.

Not my idea of a gripping read.

- But the library computer
says you borrowed it.

- Doubtful. Science and I
broke up back in middle school.

To be fair, I didn't put enough
time to the relationship.

It does look familiar, though.

- Um...
- Summer of 2015?

- It was the year I opened.
I don't...

Oh! I did check it out.

- You did?
- Ah!

It was exactly what I needed
at the time.

My first foray into pressed
flower greeting cards.

See? Slide it in,
slam it shut, wait a day,

Bob's your uncle. Classy, right?

I use a wooden press now, but...

Wait a second!

A limonium from 2015.

You guys!

- Oh! Uh, thanks, Lucy.

- Don't mention it!
And thank you!

- Your turn!

- Harness the Sun:
How Photovoltaics

Will Change the World,
written by Dr. Harmon

and A. J. Villette.

Uh... Do you recognize
any of those names?

- No. Doesn't sound like
anyone from around here.

- Good morning, Halona!

- Hello.
- What is that amazing smell?

- Fry grease? Meatloaf?
Disinfectant?

- Or is it a magical
combo of all three?

Oh! I made you smile!

- You win.

Thanks for the honey.

- Hey, guys, is there anyone
in Emerald

who would have an interest
in a book like that?

I mean, science is everywhere
if you look hard enough.

- I can get with that. I mean...

Behold: the humble french fry.

Salt versus grease ratio
defines its perfection.

Science! Or ketchup.

Sweet and tangy fight
for control of the tastebuds

in an epic battle
of deliciousness.

- Ketchup? Science?

: Honey on
your pancakes?

- Bees!
- What?

- Raising bees to make honey!

- What? Brea the Bee Lady?

She's not cranky.

She's the happiest person
on the planet!

- Well, it's our best lead yet!

Look! Uh, Brea! Brea!

Uh, Mrs. Bee Lady!

- Oh! Hi!

- Hi. Uh, question:

what would you say if I asked
you about the words

valence, conduction
and photovoltaics?

- Well, they all
relate to solar energy.

- Oh! You are a scientist!

Uh, great!
What do you know about...

This book?
Uh, and if you do...

- Where did you get that?

- Uh, the library.

- Yeah, sorry. I have to go.

- Uh...

- What was that?

- That was our wisher.

Ooh! Popcorn.

- Yeah. I thought we could do
dad-daughter movie night,

like we used to, huh?

- Fun!
- Uh-huh.

- What's on?
- I was thinking this might be

something you're into.

Yeah?

- Mm.
- Here we go.

Oh, h*, h*, h*, h*, h*!

High production value.

: What word, m'lady?

- Uh-huh.

: I've given birth...
- What is that?

- ...to a son!

- Um...
: Wondrous news!

- I think it's a wizard baby.

: For the first time
in a century. The baby...

- Dad?
- Mm? Yeah?

- Why are we watching this?

Do you like it?

- I, uh, ye-yeah. I mean,
there's more tails

on the humans
than I usually like.

But, you know,

I want to know
what you're into.

So, if you're
into magic and fantasy,

then I'll give it a go.

- That's nice, Dad,
but, you know,

movie magic and wizards?
Not really my thing, so...

- It's not?

- Let's watch the cop
and dog show, you know?

That's always funny.
- No, no wait, wait.

So, you're not into the well
and magic anymore?

- It's not that. It's just...

the well is different.

You know, magic on TV
is always trying to be,

you know, creepy or cool, but...

...the well is a whole
other thing

because...

...the well is real.

Cop and dog show.
Yeah, let's watch

the cop and dog show.
Eat your popcorn.

You always get it up your nose
at all the funny parts.

- Good morning,
citizen scientists!

Who wants to learn
more about apis bombus,

the humble bumblebee?
- Me!

- I do!
- That's what I like to see!

How about we take a look
inside one of these hives today?

- So, guys, how are we gonna
talk to her without, you know?

- Let's find out.

- Uh, hey! Um...

probably should have told
you this earlier.

But, um, mortal fear of bees.

- Since when?
- Since... Ah!

Since The Swarm in 3D! I...

- Hello!

Don't worry. That was just
a friendly apis mellifera.

You really got get 'em mad
before he'll hurt ya.

- Ah, I don't trust anything
with a weapon in its butt.

- Well, welcome to Sunny Bees.

Oh. It's you. With the book.

- Uh, yeah, about that.
Sorry, I just--

- Look, guys, if you're not
here to sign up,

then I'm going to have--
- We are. We love bees.

- Huge fans.

- Okay. Well, you're going
to need a consent form

to attend, so have a parent
or guardian sign these

and then buzz on back, okay?

- Okay.
- All right. I'll see you later.

- See you!
- Can't wait!

Beecological camp?

- It'll be fun!
- Yeah.

- Come on.

- Hi, Clayton.

That's a lot of vowels.

Tom.

Ruby Viola O'Reilly.

I wish he were still here.

I wish I knew where to start.

Yeah, Clayton.

I'm going to have
to look into this.

- It's a day camp for kids
to learn about bees, ecosystems,

ecology and how to harness
the sun to change the world.

- Wow. That's a familiar
mouthful.

- It's straight from that book.

Oh, uh, what else
did you find on her?

- Cross-refed her name
and Yale University.

She came up
in the alumni directory.

She was a science whiz kid.
Awards, scholarships.

- Graduated college
in two years.

Uh, started grad school
at Yale eight years ago.

School of Applied Science
and Engineering.

- But why? You don't need
all that to raise bees.

What'd she do after?

- She just dropped out of sight?

- Except she didn't.
She's here raising bees.

But why?

- That's what we're
gonna find out.

- So, you knew Tom best.
Did he ever...

talk about writing stories
about the well?

- Don't know about that.

He did tell me he could see
lights, visions.

Thought he could grant wishes.

- Ruby was saying
something like that.

- I don't blame you.

- For what?

- For being worried.

You are worried, right?

That thing always gave me
the creeps.

But that was with Tom.

He had a hate on for it.

Might be different with you two.
- Why?

- Because you and Ruby
got a great vibe going.

I mean, already things around
here are totally different.

- Yeah.

Maybe this is different, too.

- Besides, tomorrow she'll move
on to something else.

Kids...

Attention span like this.

- Dad!

Dad! Uh, Dad,

could you sign this?

- Yeah. Uh, listen, Ruby,
I think you need--

- I think I need a new--

- A productive hobby.
- After-school activity.

- What?
- What?

- Uh...

Beecological camp? That's, uh...

It isn't magic-related, is it?

- It's bee-related.

- Okay.

: I think this
will be great...

- ...for me.
- ...for you.

- Hi, Ben!

Uh, bye, Ben!

- Hey, Brea.

- Hey, guys! Don't mind
the drizzle.

It'll let up soon.

- We're excited.

- So, uh, how're we going to get
her to tell us something?

- Have no idea, but keep
your eyes open, 'kay?

We'll find something.

- Next up we will track
the apis mellifera

as they pollinate
the local flora. Okay?

So let's get buzzing!

Everybody, buddy up!
Teams of two.

- Seriously?

- Hi, Sam. Hi, guys.

- Hey.
- Uh, you know,

I could be your partner.

- That'd be great, Molly.

- I didn't know you liked bees.
- I don't.

- So, why are you here?

- Good question.

- Okay, we gotta get
inside somehow.

I bet she keeps old records
in there.

You know, files and stuff.

Sam! I need a distraction.
Something big.

- Okay. Um...

No!

- Bee hoods up, everybody!

- Unexpected, but effective!
- Uh-huh.

- Let's go!
- Let's calm these bees down.

: 2014. This is when
she was at Yale.

This one, this one.

- Harness the Sun:
How Photovoltaics

Will Change the World...

...by Brea Cochrane.

- This is the one
we saw at the library.

But that was written
by Dr. Harmon,

and I don't remember
seeing her name on it.

- This is why she must be
so upset!

This is why she's so mad,
because she wrote the book

but didn't get credit.

- Brea the Bee Lady was on track

to be a top scientist
until some greedy professor

stole her work.

- Hello?

Is anybody in here?

Wow.

Bye, guys!
- Bye.

- I will see you next week, Sam.
- You betcha!

- We've gotta get this girl
the credit she wished for.

- Are you okay?
- Yeah.

I bet this has something
to do with that evil

Dr. Harmon. We need
to speak to him directly.

- I'm on it.

Yale...

Hi. Uh, Doctor Harmon's
office, please.

Oh, he's already left, has he?

Well, uh, maybe I can
catch him there, then.

Thanks so much.

- So, he's not in his office?

- No, he's, uh, on a trip,
apparently.

Field research.
- Where?

- Emerald.

Well, if he's in town,
he's here!

Four-star accommodation.

- Out of ten.

- Hey, guys! Check this out.

Science stuff.

Means Professor Dirtball
is here.

- Hey!

What are you doing?
- Is that him?

Looks kinda young.

- Do you have any idea
what this thing is worth?

- No, but...

I have an idea how much
this is, Professor Harmon.

- Brea Cochrane? You know her?

- Yeah. We're Brea's
bee campers.

- Sam.

- That came out less tough
than I thought.

- Yeah, well, the point is...

we know you stole this
right out from under her.

- Listen. I-I'm not even
Dr. Harmon.

I'm Professor August Villette,

his senior associate.

Brea was my colleague
once upon a time.

- Uh-oh.
- Oops.

- Unexpected.

So, where is he?

- He returned to campus
and entrusted me

with the field research.

- Oh.

Oh, well. If we're gonna
help Brea,

we'll call him there, then.
Thanks.

- Uh-uh, wait!

So, you're friends of Brea?

- Yeah.
- Yeah.

- Uh-huh.

- I knew she was around
here someplace.

Wasn't quite sure where.

You said she's running
a bee camp?

- Actually, it's called
Sunny Bees Apiary.

- It's good to know. Hm.

Hopefully she's changed, then.

- What do you mean, changed?

- Af-after the, uh, incident.

See, you've got it all wrong.

Truth is...

Brea is responsible
for her own problems.

- Okay. Uh, why?

- She had a very
public breakdown.

She raged against me,

Dr. Harmon, most of
the western hemisphere.

Ended her career.

She hasn't spoken to me since.

- So? Just because
that happened,

doesn't mean Professor Harmon
has the right to steal her work.

- Well, then she shouldn't
have sent him an email

asking for her name
off the research.

She was just...

unprofessional.

- What do you mean, exactly?

- Her work wasn't stolen.

And if that's what
she told you...

...she's lying.

Uh, please don't touch
the equipment, okay?

- What? Why were you talking
to August Villette?

- Because we like you
and we care.

- Wow! I haven't talked
to him in years.

And I thought you were just
bee campers.

What are you?
Like, little detectives?

- Yeah, something like that.

Uh, look, we're sorry
we snooped,

but we know about the book
and then we saw the manuscript!

- This is crazy!
- Yes, it is.

But so is getting no credit
for a huge manuscript you wrote!

- Yeah, but why is he here?

I deliberately cut off contact
with all of them!

- Is what he said true?

About you not wanting credit?

- No!

Dr. Harmon sent August
to tell me

that I was no longer needed.

And yeah! Sure, I lost it,
but I...

I never asked to be
taken off the book!

You know, I thought Dr. Harmon
was so nice.

And it's okay for a professor
to take some credit

for a student's work, but oh...

: Not all of it!

Sorry.

Excuse me.

Oh!

Just...

It's him! It's August!

Oh. I'll take it.

Hello?

Yeah, you found me.

But before this goes
any further,

I am not interested in Harmon.

Oh!

Oh. Yeah, that...

That does sound
pretty intriguing.

But like I said,
I-I can't work with--

Really?

Just you?

Uh, that's different.

Okay, let me think about it.

- So?

- It's a new project.

Handheld LiDAR data evaluations
via digital surface

and elevation models
for real-time

onsite application.

It's August's new project!

And a game changer.

He wants me in. Full credit.

And no working with Harmon.

- That sounds like
everything you want.

- Do you trust him?
- Oh, yeah.

He was my best friend
through undergrad

and grad school.
- Maybe you should do it.

- Thank you!

- For what?

- For helping him find me.

And maybe getting me
my career back.

Okay.

- Does that mean
the wish is done?

- Does it?

- Maybe. Let's make sure
she gets the credit

she deserves this time.

: I can see what
you're going for,

but this is a tough one.

I'm going to need some time
to noodle it.

- Noodle away!

All these struggling farmers

could convert their land
to solar,

and this application
will help them do it themselves.

- It would be a wonderful tool.

- But it's a tricky bit
of physics.

And if I'm not mistaken,

your research
is all over it.

- You, sir, are not mistaken.

:
Hi, it's me. Not here,

but talk to me anyway.

- Anyway,

I will help you.

But Harmon? No way.

You have to understand
I never wanted to be

taken off of his book.

I don't know why he would lie
to you about that, but...

you have to believe me.
- Well, you have to understand,

it was a lot--
- And it's okay.

I don't blame you
for not being sure.

I was pretty out of it.

- Yeah.
- But still.

Anyway, I'm back!

- That's amazing.

So, the project's on here.

When you've worked your magic,

you could just
load it back and--

- Wouldn't it be faster
if I just email it to you?

- No! Uh, put it on there.

Email isn't exactly secure,
is it?

- Yeah. Okay. Sure.

Hey! Whatever happened
to my old lab partner, Squidge?

- You don't want to know.
- Are you telling me that...

- Uh-oh. Puzzle face.
- What's up?

- Sam, I need you to check
something for me

with your IT guy.
Might take a while.

We're sorry for eavesdropping,
Brea.

- Yeah, we just didn't want
you to get robbed again.

- You guys are sweet,
but August is an old friend.

You don't have to worry.

But I do have to pull
an all-nighter now.

You could help.
- Yeah!

- Sure!

- I am putting you in charge
of shakes.

I hereby deputize you

as the Fix My Career
team leaders.

- Awesome!
- Cool!

- How fun is this?
- So fun!

Okay, what are we gonna make?

- Foster, what do you know
about magic wells?

- You O'Reillys and your wells.

- Hey, Paula.
- Your uncle blamed

that pile of rocks
for everything!

Even our underground
streams drying up.

- How's that?

- Well, he had this idea

that he had to keep the well
so it would feed the streams.

- But that's--
- Backwards!

I don't know how he even
got through earth science class

in high school.

- Tom read a lot about
Irish wells.

So, there's plenty of lore
about healing

and wish granting,

which might explain
some of his wild ideas.

- Well, he certainly
had plenty of those.

And a mean, mean tongue.

Sorry. Did I say that out loud?

- Uh, you might've.

- Whoops. As you were.

- Okay. Uh, I-I better
keep looking.

Thanks, Foster.
- Uh, Daniel!

About that girl of yours.

You know, she really...

She really helped me out.

She's actually...

already helped a lot
of people around here.

- Okay.

- So try not to worry,

'cause she's probably just out
doing more good in the world.

- Thanks.

Ruby? Where are you?

- I just got back
to the bee place.

Sorry I didn't pick up.

Uh, can I stay over
at Mina's tonight?

We're, um helping someone.

- I started to see
a pattern here.

- I hope that's okay?

: Dad?

- You always said this place

would come back again
someday, Paula.

I just can't believe it!

- Me, neither.

How's this happening?

- Who cares?

Forty years dry.

And now look at it.

: Dad? Is everything okay?

- Yeah. It's okay, Ruby.

You keep at it.

- I cracked it.

Took me all night,
I had to slog through

two years of my old data,

but I did it.

Now all I have to do
is give it to August.

- Um, I'll take it to him.
You rest.

- You are the best.

- Um, you stay with her?
: Oh...

- Make sure she actually
gets some rest.

- I knew I could count on Brea!

All I had to do was find her.

I mean, other way around.

Once I found her,
I knew it was going to work out.

Just got up.
Mouth isn't working yet.

- Glad it worked out for you.

- Have her call
the second she's up.

I need to thank her
properly, okay?

- Ruby! Mina! I have news.

It took Kai the I.T. guy

all night to confirm,
but you were right.

- Yeah?
- Brea's email was breached.

In 2014. She probably
never even knew it.

- So who sent the email

where she gave up credit
for her book?

- Oh, maybe the guy who said,
"Email accounts aren't secure."

I mean, when he said
that to Brea,

he kind of gave himself away.
- Thank you.

August Villette wanted to be
doc's number one,

so he got rid of her on purpose.

- Until he needed her.
That's why he moved

their field research to Emerald,
to find her!

But he didn't know exactly
where she was until we told him!

- And now he has all her new
stuff on the flash drive.

He's gonna take credit
for that, too!

- Yeah, or at least
he might try.

- Hello?
- Hello! Uh...

is this the young lady
that dropped off the drive?

- That's me.
- Oh, good!

Uh, because I just checked
it on my computer

and all that comes up
is this phone number

and a bunch of bee emojis,
if you can believe that.

- Actually, I can believe that
there's nothing on that drive

but this phone number
and a bunch of bee emojis.

Can you, Brea?

- Yes! Yes, I can.

- And, uh, how about you,
Dr. Harmon?

- I can now.

- Dr. Harmon? I-Is that you?

- I came right over as soon
as these kids tracked me down

and explained everything.

Oh, and you might as well
keep driving, August.

Maybe you'll find
a new position elsewhere.

I think you know why.

- Dr. Harmon, I-I don't know
what they've told you,

but you just have
to understand that I--

- I just can't believe
I didn't see it.

Can you, Dr. Harmon?

- No. I trusted August.

I clearly didn't oversee
my students enough back then.

If I had, this never
would've happened to you.

And you, Ruby. How did you know?

- I didn't, Dr. Harmon.

Not until Villette took off
with Brea's work.

Or, at least, thought he did.

Here you go.
- Wait!

Brea needs recognition
this time.

We have backups
and we're witnesses.

- I think I can do better
than just credit.

How about the next run
of your book

with your name up front?

- That would be amazing.

- Thanks a lot, kids.

You know,

you always were brighter
than Villette.

Would you ever consider
coming back into the fold?

Seems I'm suddenly
down an associate.

You could have your old
office back, or Villette's.

And wait until you see
the updates

that have been made in the lab.

The new solar array simulator
can store

up to 100 I-V curves!

- I mean,
that sounds incredible.

- Mm-hmm.

But... I'm good here.

Really good.

Here I get to see
the difference I make every day.

I just didn't see it
'til right this minute.

- I understand.

If I had what you have,
I wouldn't want to leave either.

How about guest speaking, then?

From what I understand,
you're pretty good

at, uh, inspiring young minds.

- Deal.

- Wow!

This looks really good.

- Thanks.

- Hey, Ben, um...

When you decided
to-to go back home,

did your stepmom
happen to mention

that she had made a wish
for you to come back?

- Yeah. Yeah, she wished it,
like, every single day.

- And you did come back.

- Her wish, or whatever,

it came true, I guess.

All thanks to Ruby.

What are the odds, right?

Meeting you guys
was some seriously good luck.

Like magic, even.

- Magic.

: People say bad things
happen for a reason:

to open your eyes
to good things around you

and to help you appreciate
what you have.

I don't know if I believe that,
but I do know

that appreciating what you have
helps you move past

those bad things
so you can live again.

- Are you ready
for some waffles?

- Yeah.

- Topped with some of nature's

finest, golden honey.

- Mmm.

- Never gave you enough credit.

- Hm. Okay.

- You figured out how to make
your world a better place.

That's what I'm trying to do
by fixing up the land.

I may not get it,

but I do support you.

A hundred percent.

- Thanks.

- I just, uh...

These wishes that you're
making come true?

- Yeah?

- Do you believe
that it's magic?

- Does it matter?

: Magic, as it turns out,

is in the eye of the beholder.

Is an old well magic?

How about a fountain suddenly coming back to life?

Some will say no,
others will say yes.

But since this wish was all about getting credit,

I have to give my dad some, too.

When I told him
about a magic well

that stored the deepest hopes
and dreams of a town

and how I, out of billions
of people in the world,

was chosen to make
them happen...

he could've said
a lot of stuff.

But 100 percent support?

Never saw that coming.

Huh.