Woods
Mel: Hey, are you okay?
Stacey: Yeah. I'm just... I'm just freaked out.
Mel: Okay.
Stacey: I run in a climate-controlled gym. I think just being with all this fresh air is... Making me feel light-headed.
Mel: Okay, well, try to take deep breaths.
Stacey: Okay.
Mel: Okay. And we'll just walk the rest of the way. Okay?
Stacey: I just don't know how you can stand living in the middle of... Nowhere.
Mel: It's called nature.
Stacey: You sound like my brother. Mark was always trying to get me to go "hiking" with him, and I'm like, "No, thanks!"
Mel: Yeah, I'm surprised you wanted to come out here.
Stacey: Well... I needed to talk to you about the ring. And Mom said you weren't coming back for Mark's memorial.
Mel: Memorial?
Stacey: Oh, just a small dinner at the house of friends and family.
Mel: Huh.
Stacey: I thought you knew about it.
Mel: No. No, wasn't invited, but wouldn't be the first time.
Stacey: Well, in Mom's defense, maybe she thought that you wouldn't come. Mark told us that you guys were fighting, like, a lot before he died, and that... He was unhappy.
Mel: He said that?
Stacey: Not word for word, but we all knew things weren't going well.
Mel: Well, yeah, we lost a child, and then we couldn't get pregnant again. So we were struggling, but we still loved each other.
Stacey: Don't take it personally. Mom never liked any of the women that Mark brought home.
Mel: Excuse me! He didn't just bring me home. We got married.
Stacey: Okay. So, if Mark was alive, do you think you guys would still be together?
Mel: Wow.
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War
Jack: Lonergan! Just hang in there! Okay? Everything's gonna be okay. Come on, hang on.
Lonergan: Please don't leave me!
Jack: Ain't gonna happen. Hear me?
Lonergan: Promise.
Jack: I don't leave men behind… Okay? Lon? Lon?
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Hope’s house: living room
Charmaine: Jack, wake up. Please wake up. Jack, wake up.
Jack: What?
Charmaine: Uh, something's wrong.
Jack: What is it?
Charmaine: My heart, it... It's racing.
Jack: Okay. I'll call Doc. Hang on. It's okay. It's okay.
Charmaine: Oh, I'm so scared.
Jack: It's okay, hon.
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Paige’s truck
Muriel: Whoo. Yoo-hoo! Connie! Hello!
Connie: Keep your knickers on, woman!
Muriel: Well, good morning.
Connie: Can I get a glazed doughnut and a coffee, please?
Muriel: It will please me in about five minutes.
Radio: Be on the lookout for a missing person, Florida Police Detective, Wesley Logan. If located, notify Missing Persons.
Muriel: Hope! Good morning!
Hope: Connie, coffee!
Muriel: I wanna thank you.
Hope: For?
Muriel: Well, for allowing Doc and I to spend so much time together.
Hope: Connie! I know you're in there.
Muriel: It really is quite incredible. I mean, we have so much in common. In fact, tonight we're going to a dance class in Clear River.
Hope: You're going dancing?
Muriel: Yes. Actually, I'm on my way to pick up a new dress… Oh, there she is! Thank you. Thank you. Here you are… And thank you for everything. Ooh.
Connie: Sounds like Muriel and Doc are officially an item.
Hope: Sure looks that way.
Connie: What are you up to?
Hope: Just trying to order coffee.
Connie: You know you lie about as well as you play canasta. Coffee coming up.
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Hope’s house: kitchen
Vernon: Hey.
Jack: Hey. How is she?
Vernon: Well, she's having heart palpitations.
Jack: Okay.
Vernon: But as soon as I get her blood work back from Grace Valley, we'll know more.
Jack: You know, she doesn't want Mel treating her.
Vernon: Yeah, she mentioned that, but I want her as relaxed as possible. So for now, I'll just have Mel weigh in from a distance.
Jack: Okay, good.
Vernon: You look like you could use some rest.
Jack: Meaning?
Vernon: If I'm gonna be blunt, you look like hell.
Jack: Thank you… I slept on the couch.
Vernon: Got a lot of stress lately too, huh?
Jack: No, I'm fine. Just trying to focus on Charmaine.
Vernon: I'll call you.
Jack: Yeah.
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Hope’s house: porch
Vernon: Oh, an apology?
Hope: A bear claw.
Vernon: I accept your bear claw.
Hope: You know, I think the two of us should go and do something you want to do.
Vernon: Like what?
Hope: I don't know. We could go to a River Cats game?
Vernon: That's a four-hour trip.
Hope: Maybe something musical?
Vernon: Oh, I'm... I'm attending a dance class tonight.
Hope: That could be fun.
Vernon: Well, no, it's Muriel's idea, and she invited me to join the class.
Hope: Oh, that's right. I ran into Muriel. She's very excited. Apparently, you two have a lot in common.
Vernon: So that's what this was all about, huh?
Hope: Not at all! I feel bad about the egg relay and wanted to do something nice. But if you prefer not to...
Vernon: Don't try and turn this around on me. No, you want to come to the class, come.
Hope: What about your date with Muriel?
Vernon: It's not a date. It's a group class… Look, I got to get to the clinic.
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Hope’s house: guest room
Jack: Hey.
Charmaine: Hey.
Jack: Here we go.
Charmaine: Thanks.
Jack: All right. I'm gonna head home, have a shower, and be right back.
Charmaine: But aren't your friends coming in today?
Jack: Yeah, Preacher can entertain them.
Charmaine: When was the last time you saw them?
Jack: Three years back.
Charmaine: Jack. You're going.
Jack: Well, what if you need something?
Charmaine: Well, then I'll... I'll call Hope or Doc. I want you to be happy, Jack. I really do.
Jack: Are you sure you'll be okay by yourself?
Charmaine: Yeah. Yeah, of course. Go. Have fun.
Jack: Okay. Thank you.
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Jack’s bar
George: I'm sorry. I'm new here. I gotta check with Preacher… Hey, uh, table three wants to pay by check.
Preacher: Yeah, they're regulars. I'll take care of it… Connie.
Connie: I heard something on the police scanner you need to know about.
Preacher: I can't talk right now.
Connie: Tonight, my place, after closing?
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Mel: Hey, Connie, this is my sister-in-law...
Connie: You, my friend, are in some very hot water.
Mel: Um... I'm sorry. I don't know what you're talking about.
Connie: I'm talking about you writing a birth control prescription for my teenage niece, without my consent.
Mel: Maybe we should step outside.
Connie: You bet your bottom dollar we'll step outside.
Mel: I'll be right back.
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Jack’s bar: balcony
Connie: Give me one good reason I shouldn't report you to the AMA.
Mel: Well, I am a nurse, not a doctor.
Connie: Don't take that tone with me.
Mel: Okay, Connie... Lizzie is 19, which means she's an adult with the right to privacy. So I cannot discuss her case with you without her permission.
Connie: Well, maybe that's how you do things in Los Angeles...
Mel: Not Los Angeles. It's called HIPAA, and it's a federal law.
Connie: I don't care what you call it. Lizzie's still a child, and I ripped that prescription to shreds.
Mel: You know an unplanned pregnancy would be far worse for her.
Connie: My niece didn't come to Virgin River to be corrupted by some big-city nurse who's handing out birth control pills like Tic Tacs.
Mel: Okay. Well, I think Lizzie's being responsible.
Connie: I'll be talking to Doc about this. I believe it's time for you to shill your loose moral code somewhere else.
Mel: Okay. Well, you go ahead and do what you feel you need to do, and I will do what I am charged to do as Lizzie's healthcare provider.
Connie: You stay away from my niece, missy. I mean it.
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Jack’s bar
Jack: Excuse me… Hey.
Mel: Hey. Um, did you see my sister-in-law Stacey?
Jack: No, sorry, I just walked in. You want a refill?
Mel: I would love one. Thanks.
Jack: Well, that was sweet of her to pay you a visit.
Mel: Oh, yeah, super nice… She asked for my engagement ring.
Jack: Wow.
Mel: Uh, yeah, well, it was... It was Mark's grandmother Mimi's.
Jack: Still, it's a pretty bold ask.
Mel: Yeah, I thought so, right?
Jack: What are you gonna do?
Mel: Well, I don't know. I don't know, you know, I don't want to fight with her about it, but I... I can't imagine just giving it to her.
Jack: Well, I would definitely give that some thought.
Preacher: Hey, Mel.
Mel: Hey!
Preacher: Jack, the guys are almost here.
Jack: Oh.
Mel: The guys?
Jack: Yeah, some buddies from the corps. Sort of a reunion thing.
Mel: Are you okay?
Jack: Yeah, I just tweaked my back. I slept on Hope's couch last night.
Mel: Oh, right, that was, uh, really nice of you.
Jack: Well, Charmaine promised to stop gossiping if I stayed.
Mel: I don't like that she's using me to manipulate you.
Jack: It's only manipulation if I'm not aware, right?
Mel: I still don't like it.
Stacey: Can we go?
Mel: Yeah, sure… Okay, gotta go.
Jack: Remember, manipulation comes in all shapes and sizes.
Mel: Oh. That's a nice slogan. We should get matching hats.
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Outside Jack’s bar
Lizzie: Hey.
Ricky: Hey. So what happened to you? Egg relay?
Lizzie: Oh... Right. I totally spaced. Look, I came over to invite you to a party.
Ricky: Seriously?
Lizzie: I met some girls from Dinsmore. They said it's gonna be a rager.
Ricky: Uh, yeah, I'd... Yeah, sure. I'll go.
Lizzie: Give me your phone.
Ricky: Okay.
Lizzie: Pick me up at nine? But meet me down the street. My aunt has me on lockdown. And you can handle the booze, right?
Ricky: I don't know anywhere that would sell to me.
Lizzie: Hey, dumbass. You work at a bar. Tequila!
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Jack’s bar
Mike: Sheridan! Middleton! Fall in!
Jack: Oh! It's about... It's about damn time!
Preacher: Hey, hey!
Jack: Okay, all right!
Josh: Hey, we would've been here sooner, but the newlywed had trouble saying goodbye to the missus.
Jack: You got married?
Tom: Yeah, it was a Vegas thing, barely managed to fly the folks in.
Jack: Congratulations.
Tom: Thanks, Top.
Preacher: Congratulations, man. Happy for you.
Jack: Yeah, so this guy's heading down the aisle again!
Zeke: Ooh.
Tom: Man, we're dropping like flies. Only two of us still roaming free.
Jack: Yeah, something like that.
Josh: So where's Brady? He's working here, right?
Jack: Ah, not anymore.
Mike: So what do we got lined up?
Jack: Oh, hammer down some single track, a pickup full of beer?
Mike: Two of my favorite things. Let's do it.
Josh: Let's go. Let's roll!
Preacher: Fellas, I'm gonna hang back, make sure the new hires are all set.
Zeke: Preach, c'mon, man.
Josh: Yeah, whatever. Talk to your boss, man!
Zeke: I knew it!
Jack: Hey, Preach. Preach. Listen, I'll tell them about Charmaine. Just not yet.
Preacher: Yeah, copy that.
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Vernon’s practice: exam room
Vernon: Hey, I need to talk to you about Charmaine.
Mel: I know! She fired me, and I am fine with that.
Vernon: Look around. You see any other nurse practitioners? Neither do I. So listen up, she has a slight arrhythmia.
Mel: Oh, do you know the cause?
Vernon: No, her blood sugar is a bit low. So I'm going over to Grace Valley to drop off a sample. We need them to do a full panel so we can figure out what the heck's going on.
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Vernon’s practice: waiting room
Mel: Are you thinking fasting hypoglycemia?
Vernon: Well, you know, carrying twins along with her HG, it could be gestational diabetes.
Mel: Yeah.
Vernon: But, uh, when the results come in, I need you to get her started on whatever treatment is warranted.
Mel: Oh, why can't you go?
Vernon: Because I've got a couple of house calls.
Mel: I can do the house calls.
Vernon: No... One of 'em is Charlie.
Mel: Oh... Right, male doctors only.
Vernon: Yeah, afraid so.
Mel: Damn it, Charlie.
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Woods
Jack: All right. Let's just drop in here, and we'll take a washboard back to the river.
Mike: Uh, isn't that where Preacher blew out his knee?
Jack: Yeah, but he just choked right before the log drop. Keep your momentum up. You'll be all right.
Josh: Hey, I'm okay with the bunny hills, man.
Tom: Yeah, copy that.
Jack: All right, that leaves you and me.
Zeke: Ah. No can do. My boss will kill me if I come back in a cast.
Jack: No, seriously, just follow me.
Zeke: Isn't that what you said in Iraq? That sounded a lot funnier in my head, man.
Mike: What the hell, Zeke. Don't be a dick.
Zeke: Yeah, I'm sorry, man.
Jack: Yeah, don't worry about it. All right, we'll take the lower ridge.
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Practice: porch
Bert: Thanks, Mel.
Mel: You're welcome. Well, your wrist has healed up nicely, but I still don't like your cholesterol numbers.
Bert: Well, I don't care for them much myself.
Mel: Okay. Well, take your medication, okay, Bert? I'll see you in two weeks.
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Practice: office
Hope: Vernon! Now... The old Hope would ask what you're hiding. But the new Hope...
Mel: Still dying to know?
Hope: Curiosity is not a crime. It's a sign of intelligence.
Mel: Oh. I'm, uh, I'm looking at pictures of my husband Mark.
Hope: You're married. That explains the ring.
Mel: No. No, he, uh, died almost a year ago.
Hope: Oh, I'm sorry. I know how hard that must be.
Mel: Thank you.
Hope: Is that why you're here?
Mel: Yeah, every time I turn around, I see something reminding me of him.
Hope: My second husband, Evan, passed away a few months after we got married. I was devastated. For almost a year, I kept expecting him to walk through the door.
Mel: Yeah, I had... I had the same thing… I thought moving someplace new would help.
Hope: Did it?
Mel: Not as much as I hoped.
Hope: Yeah.
Mel: Thanks.
Hope: Yeah.
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Jack’s bar
Preacher: So, couldn't find anything you liked?
Jamie: Oh, quite the opposite. The food is outstanding. Who is your chef?
Preacher: Oh, folks around here call him Preacher.
Jamie: Huh. Well, I own a restaurant in San Francisco, and I might just have to steal him away. Is there any chance I could get an introduction?
Preacher: Yeah. Yeah, sure. Nice to meet you.
Jamie: I see you like to keep a low profile. I'm Jamie. Where did you learn to cook like that?
Preacher: Marines.
Jamie: I don't believe that for a second.
Preacher: Well, a Marine never lies, ma'am.
Jamie: Ma'am! Ooh, I hope that's not in reference to my age!
Preacher: Absolutely not.
Jamie: Okay, good.
Preacher: So, you just passing through?
Jamie: Actually, I'm staying at one of the riverside cabins.
Preacher: Oh, yeah. Yeah, it's really nice there. Hey, would you like a glass of Barolo to go with your filet?
Jamie: Do you guys carry Barolo?
Preacher: It's my private stash.
Jamie: Yeah, that'd be great.
Preacher: Just give me a minute.
Jamie: Huh.
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Jack’s bar: office
George: Hey.
Ricky: Hey.
George: I think I messed up an order.
Ricky: Yeah, I'll help you out. I'll be there in a sec. Okay?
George: All right, thanks.
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Park
Tom: Blue 42, hut!
Josh: Go. Here!
Mike: He's going deep! You got it!
Zeke: Oh! Yeah!
Josh: Oh, come on. You had him! You were supposed to have him!
Jack: Whoo.
Mike: Oh, man. I'd say we earned these.
Jack: Cheers.
Mike: Cheers.
Jack: Mmm.
Mike: You all right?
Jack: Yeah, good.
Mike: You know what Zeke said earlier, he wasn't thinking.
Jack: Oh, no, don't sweat it, man. I'm not. Don't worry about it.
Mike: Who's that?
Jack: She's the nurse.
Mike: That's Mel?
Jack: Mm-hmm.
Mike: Oh, you... You like her.
Jack: Nah. We're just friends, man.
Mike: Woo! Oh, okay. Okay, if I were you, I would lock that down.
Jack: Yeah, it's a little... It's a little more complicated than that.
Mike: What do you mean?
Jack: Her husband died a year ago… And, um... Charmaine's pregnant.
Mike: Whoa.
Jack: Yeah, it's twins.
Mike: Jesus. Uh... I didn't know you were still seeing her.
Jack: Well, we're not. We broke up about a month ago. What can I do? I mean... And I care about her, but... She's not the one.
Mike: Hey... If you need anything, you know... You know I'm here, right?
Jack: Thank you.
Josh: Hey, guys! Come look at this. You gotta see this. There's a dog here. Come here.
Jack: Oh, hey, uh... For now, let's just keep this between us, yeah?
Mike: Yeah. Understood, man… What's up?
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Hope’s house: living room
Charmaine: Who's this?
Jack: We just found him down by the lake.
Charmaine: Hey, buddy. He's adorable.
Jack: Figured he might be able to keep you company. Look, if he's too much for you, we can... I can find someone else to take him.
Charmaine: Oh, no! He's not going anywhere.
Jack: You look like you're feeling better.
Charmaine: Well, I am now! I mean, gosh, it's like I've won the family lottery. I mean, first twins, and now the cutest little puppy I've ever seen. What should we name him? Hmm?
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Logging
Brady: My boss wants you to stay off the 101. I know it's longer, but take SR 299.
Calvin: There's a detective sniffing around town asking questions.
Brady: LAPD?
Calvin: Yeah.
Brady: It's probably Mike Valenzuela.
Calvin: You know him?
Brady: Yeah, we served together. Me, Jack, Preacher. He's in town for a reunion. Jack told me just before I quit. You got nothing to worry about. I'll keep an eye on him. Listen, I know there's more here going on than just logging… I ain't risking going back to jail unless I know the whole story.
Calvin: You're better off not knowing, kid.
Brady: Read me in or cut me loose.
Calvin: Fentanyl.
Brady: That's... That's not what I signed up for.
Calvin: I thought you signed up to make a crap-load of money?
Brady: Yeah, I did.
Calvin: One kilo of Fentanyl costs me 5,000 bucks. Once I cut it, I turn around and sell it to suppliers for 300,000… That's a whole lot of profit… Now once the business is on its feet, I'm considering early retirement. I'm getting tired of hopping around here on one leg. But I need someone to take over… For a healthy share of the profits, of course.
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Connie’s General Store
Preacher: What's going on?
Connie: Wes is a cop. And they're looking for him.
Preacher: Okay. Thanks.
Connie: Was Paige hiding from Wes? I've gone over Wes showing up at Paige's house a million times. Christopher was so excited about seeing him. But when Wes went for a hug, he flinched. It was just for a millisecond… I thought maybe I imagined it.
Preacher: You know, Connie, you didn't... You didn't do anything wrong.
Connie: Just let it go… I can't… Look... When I was growing up, there was a family. A father, a mother, and a little girl, who lived in a big, beautiful house… Everyone thought they had the perfect life.
Preacher: But?
Connie: The father had a violent temper. Especially when he drank. He beat his wife. Even put her in hospital twice. But the little girl was too... Scared to tell anyone.
Preacher: What happened to her?
Connie: One day, she came home from school and found the police waiting. She thought the father would finally be taken away so he wouldn't be able to hurt her mother anymore.
Preacher: And was he arrested?
Connie: Yes... For killing his wife… The father died in prison.
Preacher: And the little girl?
Connie: She never forgave herself... For being too afraid to get help.
Preacher: Connie, I am so sorry that happened to you.
Connie: No child should have to grow up without a mother. And I'm damned if I'm gonna let that happen to Christopher.
Preacher: Paige told me it happened right after they got married… The family said that she should leave him… She never did… She thought that he would change...
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Cabin
Stacey: So tell me about Jack.
Mel: Uh, he owns the bar.
Stacey: Well, I know that. I meant, are you guys together?
Mel: No. We're just friends.
Stacey: Did you hook up? Come on. He's gorgeous. How could you not? If you did, I won't tell anyone.
Mel: There's nothing to talk about.
Stacey: You did. I knew it!
Mel: You knew it?
Stacey: Yes, today at the bar, the way he was looking at you. I mean, it's obvious.
Mel: No, he's just like that with everyone. I mean, he's just a really good guy.
Stacey: Uh-huh… So... Would you ever consider remarrying? Jack or anyone else?
Mel: I don't know.
Stacey: I'm sure you will. And when you do, whoever you marry will give you a ring, so... Why not let Mimi stay in our family?
Mel: I'm a part of Mark's family too.
Stacey: I know, but I'm gonna have children. And you, you'll have no one to pass it on to. I'm not trying to be mean. I just want you to understand my point of view.
Mel: I'm sorry. I have to go.
Stacey: Mel, I...
Mel: No, no, it's a work thing. Just stay and finish dinner, okay?
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Hope’s house: kitchen
Charmaine: Where's Doc?
Mel: He asked me to give you the results of your blood work. Look... I don't want to be here, and I know you don't want me here, but this isn't about us, okay?
Charmaine: Okay. So, what's wrong with me now?
Mel: Thankfully, it's just a bout of low blood sugar, compliments of your HG.
Charmaine: And what about my heart?
Mel: Only a symptom. It's treatable, but you're gonna need to monitor your sugar levels until you deliver. Eat more small meals every three to four hours, and if you start feeling off, drink some juice.
Charmaine: Okay… Jack surprised me with him.
Mel: Oh.
Charmaine: Yeah, we still haven't figured out a name yet.
Mel: Was it your birthday or...
Charmaine: No, I think Jack just felt guilty. You know, he's not around as much, what with his buddies in town and all.
Mel: I'm sure he does feel guilty.
Charmaine: Yeah.
Mel: Don't forget to drink your juice.
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Dance lesson
Muriel: Well, good news! You and I are gonna be paired up for the entire class.
Vernon: Oh... Oh, I thought it was a rotation kinda thing.
Muriel: Well, it is. Unless you're really good friends with the instructor.
Vernon: Oh.
Muriel: Oh, and by the way, I also convinced him to start with the salsa just to, you know, heat things up… What? What is Hope doing here?
Vernon: Oh, uh, probably trying something new?
Hope: Hope I'm not crashing the party.
Vernon: Oh, not at all.
Muriel: Well, you are… Uh, it's such a shame because you see, we're already all paired up.
Hope: Oh, don't you worry. Hi, my name's Hope. You're with me.
Instructor: But I'm the instructor.
Hope: You look like you can multitask. Let's do this, slim!
Instructor: Okay… Ladies, we start by stepping back with your right foot, replace with the left, forward with your right foot. Five, six, step… Yes. Stay connected. Okay.
Hope: We got this.
Instructor: Vamos. Stay connected with your partner.
Muriel: Nice.
Instructor: See? Oh, you... Beautiful. Beautiful, people. Vamos.
Muriel: You're doing great, Doc.
Instructor: Okay. Muriel...
Muriel: Yes. Vernon...
Instructor: Extraordinary.
Muriel: Oh, thank you.
Instructor: The rhythm, the style, the connectivity, your partnership is sublime.
Muriel: Thank you.
Instructor: Ms. Hope...
Hope: Yeah.
Instructor: You have excellent skills. But salsa is not a solo endeavor. A couple must work together.
Muriel: Yes.
Instructor: In unity.
Hope: Thanks for the tip.
Instructor: Okay, vamos. Back from the top! Okay!
Muriel: Okay. Yeah.
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Camp
Preacher: Yeah, I missed that one.
Mike: Yeah. Nice. We missed you out on the trails earlier, Preach.
Preacher: It just means I'll be fresh for the kayaks tomorrow morning.
Jack: There you go. Yeah.
Preacher: Where'd you guys ride today anyway?
Jack: Mm. I wanted to do Executioner...
Josh: Yeah, but we decided to live instead.
Jack: Come on. You guys used to be so damn fearless, man. What happened?
Josh: Life happened, man.
Zeke: You know who was fearless? Lonergan. No, seriously. I went home with him once. His family farm was out in the middle of nowhere, and there is nothing to do… But he's got this old clapped-out Yoshimura... Yeah, yeah, totally sweet. Totally sweet. So, um, so we went out riding... And he revs it up for a jump. And I'm like, "There is no way he's gonna make it." But he hits it perfectly. Soars like 40 feet in the air. I mean, it was awesome. Until he landed it on top of a chicken coop.
Josh: What happened?
Zeke: We had fried chicken for dinner.
Preacher: Yeah! Yeah, you did, huh?
Josh: I remember going back there... After he died, talking to his parents... One of the hardest things I've ever done in my life.
Jack: Anyone else need a beer?
Preacher: No, I'm good.
Tom: I'm good.
Jack: All right.
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Woods
Lizzie: Well, that party was a total bust… Aren't you pissed at your parents for making you live somewhere so boring?
Ricky: Uh... Well, um, my mom passed away, and my dad left when I was a baby, so...
Lizzie: Oh. Sorry.
Ricky: It's okay.
Lizzie: On the bright side, at least there's no one around to be disappointed with you.
Ricky: I guess.
Lizzie: So... You have a girlfriend?
Ricky: No.
Lizzie: Why not? You're cute.
Ricky: I don't know.
Lizzie: There's a reason for everything.
Ricky: At school, it's like I'm invisible. Everyone just looks right through me like I don't even exist. Like they don't even see me.
Lizzie: I see you.
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Outside the cabin
Jack: Hey.
Mel: Hey. What're you doing here?
Jack: I'm just on my way back to town. Thought I'd say hi.
Mel: Hi.
Jack: Hello.
Mel: You wanna sit? So, where are your friends?
Jack: Oh, they crashed out.
Mel: Big day?
Jack: Yeah, it was.
Mel: Did you have a good time?
Jack: Yeah… Well, I... Just feels different this time around.
Mel: Is that a good thing or bad thing?
Jack: I'm not sure.
Mel: Hmm.
Jack: I see Stacey's car is still here. Is that why you're out here?
Mel: Yeah… Ugh. She is still asking for my engagement ring.
Jack: Hmm. And what do you want to do?
Mel: You know, before Mark died, we had a really rough year… But I'm starting to wonder if it... Was more than just the last year.
Jack: Well, I don't know any relationship that's happy all the time.
Mel: No, but... If Mark hadn't passed away, then maybe things would have ended.
Jack: Yeah, or maybe you guys would have pulled through. What?
Mel: Well, this morning, when I brought up giving back the ring, you told me to give it some thought.
Jack: Well, I meant... Think about it.
Mel: Hmm.
Jack: And don't get pressured into anything. It's a big decision.
Mel: Mm-hmm. I thought you meant that I should give it to her.
Jack: No. I think it's wrong to assume that... If you felt you were ready to part with it that that would somehow mean... That you're over him… And grief never comes straight at you. It just... It's circular, right? It's... It just hits you when you least expect it.
Mel: So if I can't bring myself to give up the ring...
Jack: Don't… Keep it… It's yours. He gave it to you, right?
Mel: Yeah… Thanks… You're a really good friend. You know that?
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Cabin
Mel: Hey. What's going on?
Stacey: Oh, I heard you talking to your friend, and you're not giving me the ring back.
Mel: Stacey... You know, I loved your brother more than anything in the world, and even if I find love again...
Stacey: If! If you find love again. Mark's barely dead a year, and you're up here in the woods sleeping with some bartender.
Mel: The ring symbolizes the love that we had for each other, and it's just as important to me today as it was the day that he put it on my finger. I... I'm sorry you don't understand.
Stacey: Mark would have wanted me to have the ring. He would have wanted it to stay in our family.
Mel: You and I both know that's not true. After we got engaged, Mark told me that you threw a fit when Mimi gave him the ring. He said that you kept hounding him about giving it back, but that Mimi told him not to because she considered me family. Mark would tell me to stand my ground, so that's what I'm doing.
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Jack’s bar
Jack: Ricky!
Ricky: Uh... Hi.
Jack: Did you take that bottle from the bar?
Ricky: I, uh, I thought you'd be... Look, I'll pay for it. I...
Jack: All right. Go home.
Ricky: Please just let me explain.
Jack: No, just go home, Ricky… And leave the car. You're not driving.
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Jack’s bar: office
Jack: Hello? Yeah, hi, is this Mr. Lonergan?
Tim: Yeah.
Jack: Hi, uh, my name is Jack Sheridan. I was... I was Christopher's first sergeant… Look, I know this is a long time overdue, but I just want to say that I'm sorry… You know, as first sergeant, it was my responsibility to make sure that my platoon came back in one piece, and... I failed… And, I... Christopher was a good soldier. And I told him everything would be okay, and... It wasn't. And he deserved better. I just... Hope that one day you will find it in your heart to forgive me for not bringing your son home to you.
Tim: Well, I'm Tim Lonergan, Chris's brother. Hey, I, uh, appreciate you reaching out, but my parents are deceased.
Jack: I'm sorry.
