Épisode Les caprices du coeur S04E04 - Virgin River Saison 4

Jack's bar: terrace

Preacher: Wow. I thought you were just power-washing.

Jack: I was, but that water pressure stripped off way more than dirt.

Preacher: Yeah. Copy that... So everything end up okay with your dad?

Jack: Uh-huh.

Preacher: What about Charmaine?

Jack: It's all good.

Preacher: Brady?

Jack: What's with all the questions?

Preacher: You seem a little intense this morning.

Jack: No, I'm just focused.

Preacher: Listen, man, I'm not trying to give you a hard time or anything. You know, you've been real supportive about Paige and Christopher. You don't gotta hold it all in.

Jack: I'm not.

Preacher: There's no judgment.

Jack: Hey, I appreciate that. I'm good here, man. You can go back inside.

Preacher: Okay... Is there anything else I can do?

Jack: Burger and a cold beer at lunch would be good.

Preacher: You got it.

Jack: Thanks, man.

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Vernon's practice: kitchen

Mel: Good morning.

Cameron: Hey, there. Coffee's fresh.

Mel: Oh, thanks. Doc's gotten better at that, but it's usually my job.

Cameron: Can I get you a cup? How do you take it?

Mel: You know what? I'm actually trying to cut back. But thank you. It smells delicious.

Cameron: I wanted to say thank you for last night. I had a lot of fun, and I hope I didn't overstay my welcome.

Mel: No. No, not at all. We had a great time.

Cameron: I gotta hand it to Jack. He put up with a lot of shop talk.

Mel: Oh, he said he had fun.

Cameron: Hey, did you hear back about the man you helped?

Mel: Yes, I did. Um, the hospital called and he passed away.

Cameron: Oh, my God, I'm sorry. You know, I'm surprised that they called you, though.

Mel: What happened was, um, the paramedics gave the hospital my name and number and they thought I was his daughter. The hospital is trying to locate the next of kin, but if they can't find anybody...

Cameron: It's an unmarked grave.

Mel: Poor Jack, I kind of ended up, um... Spinning out on him and it was a long night. Sorry, is this an overshare? Am I oversharing?

Cameron: No, not at all. You're just being human.

Mel: Yeah, okay.

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Brady's house: kitchen

Brady: Hey, Brie, can you grab me a few bandages? I think I left some out there.

Brie: Yeah.

Brady: What the hell?

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Brady's house: living room

Brady: You don't get it. It's not so clear-cut. I can't go back to jail.

Brie: So you're just gonna leave?

Brady: No. I don't know. I haven't decided yet.

Brie: Okay, so you're just gonna become a fugitive instead?

Brady: Brie, I am innocent, you know this.

Brie: Yeah, I do. I also know that running is only gonna make you look guilty.

Brady: I can't stay here!.. Calvin, the guy I used to work for, he wants something from me that I can't... I won't give him.

Brie: Yeah, I know who Calvin is.

Brady: How?

Brie: After I left the hospital, he threatened me in the parking lot.

Brady: What do you mean he threatened you?

Brie: He said as long as you go back to working for him... Nothing bad would happen to me.

Brady: I swear to God, I'm gonna kill him.

Brie: No, no. Going after Calvin is only gonna make things worse.

Brady: I don't care. He needs to know if he even looks at you, he's dead.

Brie: Brady, stop. That is not how we're going to win. We're gonna set a trap.

Brady: What do you mean, a trap?

Brie: First, I need you to tell me everything you know about Emerald Lumber.

Brady: All right. All right, but I want to get out of here. I'm sick of being cooped up. Let's go for a ride. Okay? Yeah.

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Woods

Mel: Hey, Preach.

Preacher: Hey.

Mel: Hey, is Jack around?

Preacher: Yeah, he's out front.

Mel: Awesome. Listen, I want to take him somewhere special this afternoon. Do you have any ideas?

Preacher: What's the occasion?

Mel: Well, I just want to give him a break. And I want it to be a surprise.

Preacher: Okay. Well, you know, there's fishing at Whispering Rock. It is a beautiful, secluded island. You two could spend the night.

Mel: Oh, yes. That sounds perfect. Can you cover the bar?

Preacher: Yeah, absolutely. But the island is kind of remote. My buddy Reuben owns a fishing boat docked at the marina. He may be able to run you two over there.

Mel: Awesome. Just let me know how much.

Preacher: Yeah, don't worry about it. He owes me a favour.

Mel: Oh, okay.

Preacher: There you go. You are in luck. He can do it, but you need to meet him at 4:00, which means leaving here around 2:00.

Mel: 2:00, no problem. Thanks for the hook-up.

Preacher: Uh-uh. No, no, no. Don't thank me yet, because you still need to find a way to pry Jack away from painting. That is a man who finishes what he starts.

Mel: Challenge accepted.

Preacher: Good luck.

Mel: Thank you.

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Jack's bar: terrace

Mel: You missed a spot.

Jack: Oh, you're funny. Hey.

Mel: Hey. Oh! Um... Thank you for this. The engraving is beautiful.

Jack: It's not too over-the-top?

Mel: What, our initials together? No, it's so sweet. I love it. When did you even find time to do this?

Jack: I bought it a while back. Just kept it for a rainy day and I figured last night qualified.

Mel: Yeah... Sorry, I'm... Surprised I got so emotional.

Jack: No. Hey, come on. It's okay, I get it.

Mel: I just can't stop thinking about that stillborn...

Jack: Oh, babe.

Mel: I was doing so good trying to stay positive. I just don't want that to happen to us.

Jack: Hey, it's not.

Mel: Okay. Yeah.

Jack: And this... Is why you gotta tell me sooner. I wanna be there for you.

Mel: I know, but you were having a bad day.

Jack: I don't care. I told you, if anything ever upsets you, I wanna know about it.

Mel: I know. I will.

Jack: What you doing today besides kissing me?

Mel: I was gonna ask you if you could drive me to the BMW dealership in Eureka. My car is making a weird noise.

Jack: Did you call Bert?

Mel: Yeah, he said he doesn't have the tools to fix a German car, or something.

Jack: I'm kind of in the middle of something. Can it wait till tomorrow?

Mel: It's just that today at 4:00 was the only appointment they had.

Jack: Otherwise I have to wait for, like, two weeks. Okay, I mean, it's gonna be tight, but I'll make it work.

Mel: Thank you.

Jack: Okay.

Jack: Maybe we could just stay like this until then.

Mel: Yeah.

Jack: Really?

Mel: I have to go to work, though.

Jack: Oh, no, work ruins everything.

Mel: Doesn't it?

Jack: Yeah.

Mel: Mm.

Jack: All right.

Mel: Okay.

Jack: Off you go.

Mel: All right.

Jack: I'll see you in a few hours.

Mel: All right. Bye.

Jack: Bye.

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Jack's bar

Lizzie: Hey. I thought you had the day off.

Ricky: I'm picking up my check.

Lizzie: Hi.

Denny: Hey.

Lizzie: Denny, Ricky. Ricky, Denny.

Denny: I've seen you around.

Ricky: Yeah, same.

Lizzie: Oh, your two slices of my peanut butter banana bread and some flaxseed granola.

Denny: Thanks.

Ricky: Sounds like lunch for a squirrel.

Denny: Not a fan of flaxseed?

Ricky: No. Seeds are for birds.

Lizzie: So are you going somewhere?

Denny: Stockman's Point.

Lizzie: What's that?

Ricky: Oh, it's this suspension bridge above a river with a super sick waterfall.

Lizzie: Sounds awesome.

Ricky: You should take Lizzie.

Denny: Yeah, whenever you're free.

Ricky: No, why don't you go now? I'll cover your shift.

Lizzie: You don't have to do that.

Ricky: Actually, you'd be doing me a favour. I could use the cash.

Lizzie: Are you up for company?

Denny: Absolutely... Nice to meet you.

Ricky: Yeah, you too.

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Preacher: Hey. I thought you were going to the movies today.

Ricky: I can go tomorrow.

Preacher: It's a nice thing you did for Lizzie.

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Hope's house: kitchen

Hope: Who's the idiot who put the coffee next to the cleaning supplies?

Vernon: Well, the only thing I'll say is it wasn't me. And until you're steady on your feet, you shouldn't be up on a step stool.

Hope: For Pete's sake, how am I supposed to reach the cupboard?

Vernon: Ask for help. And what were you looking for?

Hope: The picnic basket. You said we were going to the botanical gardens. Remember? I can't go now. I have to reorganize the whole kitchen. It's a mess.

Vernon: Hope, no, no. We both said we wanted to spend this day together.

Hope: Um... How long will it take to get there?

Vernon: Thirty minutes?

Hope: I don't think I'm up to it.

Vernon: Leaving the house or being in a car?

Hope: Both.

Vernon: When you drive with Jo Ellen, does it bother you?

Hope: She never stops talking.

Vernon: Honey, honey. Be honest with me. If being in a car triggers you, we should talk to your doctor.

Hope: Vernon, the last thing I need is you psychoanalyzing me...

Vernon: I'm not analyzing. I'm just concerned about you. You survived a horrible accident.

Hope: And I want to move past it.

Vernon: Of course you do, but your body isn't done healing...

Hope: Well, my body needs to hurry up, and you need to quit hovering.

Vernon: Okay... Okay.

Hope: Okay.

Vernon: Uh... I understand.

Hope: Thank you... Look, I'll make you a deal. We'll go to the gardens if you agree not to bring up anything about my health or the accident.

Vernon: Okay.

Hope: Is that a yes?

Vernon: Affirmative.

Hope: I'll get my sun hat.

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Woods

Brie: So you don't know who's on Calvin's payroll?

Brady: No. I've only ever just dealt with him.

Brie: What about Jeb Barker?

Brady: Jeb?

Brie: Yeah.

Brady: Oh, Jeb's a good guy. Besides, even if he was, he's smart enough to keep his mouth shut.

Brie: Okay.

Brady: Hey...

Brie: Hmm?

Brady: I hate the idea of you being stuck in the middle of this whole mess.

Brie: I'm not gonna sit around with a law degree and watch you go to prison for something you didn't do. And you're not gonna run away... What?

Brady: Nothing.

Brie: No, tell me.

Brady: I've never been with someone like you.

Brie: What, like a control freak?

Brady: No... Like a woman who doesn't back down... No matter the odds. It's... Sexy.

Brie: Yeah, well, you're pretty sexy yourself.

Brady: Oh, yeah?

Brie: Yeah.

Brady: You make me so crazy.

Brie: You know what drives me crazy?

Brady: Mm-mm.

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Vernon's practice: exam room

Mel: Oh, I know. Come here, baby.

Tara: Muriel wasn't kidding, that new doctor's cute.

Mel: Oh, my gosh. Well, he's a very good doctor.

Tara: That part never came up.

Mel: Of course it didn't. Uh... Okay, so Miss Chloe is in the 70th percentile for both height and weight. That's excellent.

Tara: I've been giving her that formula you mentioned, and she loves it.

Mel: Good. Let's keep her on that along with solids and I'll see her back here in a couple months.

Tara: Okay.

Mel: How's that sound? How's that sound?

Tara: Oh...

Mel: Are you okay? Cameron. Can you come take the baby?

Cameron: Yeah. I can take her. Okay.

Mel: Okay. Hey. You okay?

Tara: Mm...

Mel: Okay, let me check your pulse.

Tara: I don't know what happened.

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Jack's bar: street

Charmaine: Hey, Jack.

Jack: What's up?

Charmaine: Uh, that preschool in Eureka. Harkett?

Jack: Mm-hm?

Charmaine: They need a deposit. So the twins can stay on the waitlist.

Jack: Yeah, well, I haven't had the time to take the tour yet.

Charmaine: Well, it's the best school in the area and we can cover the cost.

Jack: It's not about the cost. I'm not even sure I want them to go there.

Charmaine: Why not?

Jack: Because it looks pretentious.

Charmaine: What makes you think that?

Jack: For one, there's a picture of a toddler playing golf on the cover of the brochure.

Charmaine: You're being a little judgmental. They also have a science lab and an amazing library.

Jack: Look, I told Todd when he called that I'd take a look, and I will.

Charmaine: Jack, but by then we'll be so far down the list the boys will never get in.

Jack: Did you say boys? We're having boys?

Charmaine: Yeah, we are.

Jack: Wait, how long have you known that?

Charmaine: I found out last week.

Jack: What, and you didn't tell me?

Charmaine: Todd wanted to keep it quiet. The only people that know are me and him. And, uh... And Jo Ellen.

Jack: Jo Ellen?

Charmaine: I didn't tell her on purpose. It just slipped out.

Jack: If it wasn't on purpose, then I guess that doesn't count.

Charmaine: Jack, I'm sorry. We just thought it would be fun if the gender reveal was a surprise.

Jack: What else aren't you telling me?

Charmaine: Nothing. I don't know why you're getting so upset.

Jack: If the situation was reversed, you'd be totally cool?

Charmaine: Todd is my husband, and we're a team. You might not like it, but you're the one that didn't want to get married.

Jack: This conversation's over.

Charmaine: Jack, I apologized. I don't know what else you want me to say.

Jack: I don't want you to say anything, Charmaine. I want you to start acting like I'm the twins' father.

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Vernon's practice: exam room

Mel: Okay, your blood pressure is good.

Cameron: Have you been taking your Lamotrigine?

Tara: Yeah.

Mel: And what about your sleep?

Tara: It's not great, but I don't want to take anything in case Chloe wakes up in the middle of the night.

Mel: Right... Tara, how are you coping with everything?

Tara: I'm fine during the day, but at night it's awful... I can't stop thinking about her. I just miss her so much.

Mel: I know you do, honey. I'm so sorry.

Cameron: Sometimes lack of sleep, plus stress, can override your medication.

Mel: Hey. There's a bed upstairs. I would love it if you could lay down.

Tara: I can't. I have Chloe.

Mel: We can watch her.

Tara: No, this is silly. I can sleep at home.

Mel: I know, but I just... I think you're too tired to drive.

Tara: You sure you're okay to watch her?

Cameron: We're fine. In fact, I think maybe we'll have a little snack. What do you think, Chloe? You see, Chloe agrees with me.

Tara: All right.

Mel: Okay, I'll show you where it is.

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The botanical gardens

Vernon: You know, it was right over there, in front of the magnolia trees, where we first kissed.

Hope: No. Our first kiss was in the Elizabethan hedge maze.

Vernon: Are you sure?

Hope: I'm positive. You dropped your glasses along the way and we had to go all the way back through the maze to find them, and when we did...

Vernon: Yes. We kissed... Yeah, you're right.

Hope: I can't remember what I did yesterday, but 20 years ago, clear as day.

Vernon: Look, your short-term memory will improve. Just give it some time.

Hope: No doctor talk, remember?

Vernon: Hey, hey, you brought it up. You know, our first kiss seems eons ago, but it feels like just yesterday.

Hope: Until I look in the mirror.

Vernon: Well, I still see the same beautiful woman I fell in love with 20 years ago.

Hope: Well, now I'm concerned. Is your macular thing getting worse?

Vernon: Oh, no, no, no. My vision is doing very well, thank you... And the treatment appears to be working.

Hope: Are you buttering me up for something?

Vernon: No. No. No. But I do want to ask you something about Denny. I think maybe he should just stay with us. Right now he's at the B&B. We've got the extra room, and he came all this way just to visit with me.

Hope: But I haven't met him yet.

Vernon: I can invite him over tonight.

Hope: Tonight I'll be wiped out.

Vernon: Okay, sure. Uh... How about tomorrow?

Hope: Vernon, I'm just not ready to have a stranger in the house.

Vernon: Hope, he is not a stranger. He's my grandson.

Hope: You've known him for what? A week?

Vernon: Yes, but if he stayed with us, we'd spend a whole lot more time together.

Hope: The house isn't ready. I have to vacuum and change the sheets...

Vernon: Denny isn't going to care about any of that... If there is another reason that you don't want him staying with us, then just be honest.

Hope: I can't.

Vernon: Why not?

Hope: Because you'll want to fix it.

Vernon: All right, whatever it is, I promise I won't get involved.

Hope: I'm angry. I'm angry about losing Lilly, and my accident, and not being able to remember why I walked into a room.

Vernon: What do you need?

Hope: I feel... Lost. And the only way I can find myself is to be alone.

Vernon: Does that include me?

Hope: No... I'm asking you to keep everyone else away from me.

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Vernon's practice: kitchen

Mel: Ah! Good girl.

Cameron: She really likes you.

Mel: And I really love her.

Cameron: What's not to love? Tiny fingers, a cute little nose...

Mel: Have you spent a lot of time around babies?

Cameron: Not really. I mean, I have a nephew, but I wasn't around him that much.

Mel: Why, because of work?

Cameron: No, it was more to do with being a bachelor.

Mel: Oh, really?

Cameron: I was going out every night, dating different women, just doing whatever I wanted.

Mel: Well, that sounds like being single.

Cameron: Yeah. After a while, I started wanting something more meaningful. When you're young, it's so easy to get caught up in wanting your freedom, but there's a price to pay for that.

Mel: I totally get it. So, what's meaningful to you?

Cameron: Oh, a wife. Three, four kids.

Mel: Oh, wow. Four.

Cameron: Big house in the country. Like Virgin River, you know, this seems like a really great place to raise a family.

Mel: Yeah.

Cameron: How about you? See yourself staying here?

Mel: I think that this place has a way of growing on you.

Cameron: Yeah, it's beautiful. That's for sure.

Mel: For me, it's more the people. I know it sounds weird, but I feel like I've known some of them a lot longer than I have.

Cameron: Isn't that what everybody wants? To feel like you belong someplace and that you're needed? Look, Chloe's mocking me now for being too cheesy.

Mel: Oh, no, she would never do such a thing. Um... You know, I actually have to go make a couple phone calls. Are you cool?

Cameron: Go ahead. We'll be fine. Right?

Mel: I see you in a little bit. Okay.

Cameron: Do you want some more?

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Vernon's practice: waiting room

Mel: Oh, hey.

Brie: Hey.

Mel: I didn't know you were coming.

Brie: Brady needs bandages. Pharmacy's out of stock. Maybe you have some.

Mel: I'm sure we do. I'll just go check.

Brie: Thanks.

Mel: This should hold him over.

Brie: Awesome. Thank you so much.

Mel: No problem. Hey, I heard about your new job. How's it going?

Brie: Yeah. So far so good.

Mel: Nice. I'm glad you decided to stay.

Brie: I didn't feel like going back to Sacramento, and Jack didn't like the idea either, so...

Mel: Did you end up telling him about what happened with your ex?

Brie: No, no.

Mel: No?

Brie: All that stuff that happened with Don is in the past.

Mel: Right. I mean, it wasn't just stuff, though.

Brie: No, no. I know that. I'm aware. And I'm over it. And I don't want Jack to know.

Mel: Oh, no. I haven't said anything. Um... And I won't. I thought maybe he was the reason you didn't wanna go back.

Brie: If I even think about it, I can't function.

Mel: Yeah... Um, did you happen to get in touch with that therapist?

Brie: No. I just wanna forget about it.

Mel: Yeah. I get it. If you change your mind, want somebody to talk to, I'm here. If you don't, it's okay, no pressure. Also, we could just hang out.

Brie: Thank you.

Mel: Yeah.

Brie: Thank you. I... I should get going. Thank you for the bandages.

Mel: Yeah. You're welcome. I'll see you later.

Brie: Okay. See you.

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Jack's bar

Customer: Thanks.

Preacher: You bet.

Julia: So I was in the area and I thought that I would come and try some of your famous artichoke dip.

Preacher: I am glad that you came by. Could I get you a drink?

Julia: I would love a bourbon and Coke, but it's a little early.

Preacher: Hey, if you're looking for judgment, you have come to the wrong place... So bourbon, huh?

Julia: Mm-hm. My family's from Kentucky.

Preacher: Oh, Bluegrass State.

Julia: That's right.

Preacher: Well, if you're looking for a taste from home without the kick...

Julia: Oh...

Preacher: How about this?

Julia: Sarsaparilla?

Preacher: Mm-hm.

Julia: I haven't had that since I was a kid. That looks good.

Preacher: Coming right up.

Julia: Thank you... Mm. Oh, my gosh, this takes me back.

Preacher: Okay. Well, see if anything else jumps out at you.

Julia: Thank you.

Preacher: You bet.

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Jack's bar: kitchen

Preacher: Hey.

Jack: Hey.

Preacher: So how's the painting going?

Jack: I had to strip a bunch of wood rot, I'm beat.

Preacher: So why don't you quit for the day? Hit it tomorrow.

Jack: I can't. It's supposed to rain.

Preacher: Come on, man. You've been at it since dawn.

Jack: I'm gonna keep going until I finish.

Preacher: Yeah, well, not a hill I'm gonna die on.

Jack: I'm glad we're in agreement. What you making there?

Preacher: Artichoke dip.

Jack:I don't recall seeing that on the menu.

Preacher: My aikido teacher, Julia, she wanted to try some.

Jack: Oh. Any chance Julia's the stunning woman sitting at the bar?

Preacher: That would be her. Yeah.

Jack: I think she might be interested in a little more than your dip.

Preacher: No, man. I don't think so.

Jack: Really. You gonna ask her out?

Preacher: Wasn't planning on it.

Jack: Why not?

Preacher: Because it's not the right time. Finding Christopher is all I care about right now.

Jack: Yeah, I get that.

Preacher: I've even hired a second private detective.

Jack: You're doing everything you can, right?

Preacher: Yeah.

Jack: Hang in there, bud.

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Vernon's practice: waiting room

Mel: Hey.

Tara: How long was I out?

Mel: Only a couple hours.

Tara: I don't know what's wrong with me. I thought I'd be doing better by now, but I'm not.

Mel: Oh, my gosh, grieving is different for everyone. It's a process, you know, you can't rush it. You just have to work through it.

Tara: Yeah.

Mel: In the meantime, if you're okay with it, Connie has offered to spend the night so that you can get some sleep. And the sewing circle ladies will be on standby. We're gonna reinstate the meal train.

Tara: I feel like such a burden.

Mel: Oh, my gosh, sweetheart. You are not at all, okay? They wanna help you.

Tara: I can't thank you enough.

Mel: Oh, please, you've thanked me already.

Vernon: Hey, Tara. How you doing?

Tara: A little better.

Mel: Chloe's in the kitchen with Cameron, if you wanna see her.

Tara: Okay, thanks.

Mel: Yeah.

Vernon: She all right?

Mel: Yeah, she's just not getting enough sleep. So I'm thinking of giving her some D3 drops. And Connie's gonna spend the night tonight.

Vernon: Yeah, sounds like a good plan.

Mel: Yeah.

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Vernon's practice: exam room

Mel: So how was the picnic?

Vernon: Oh, it was good until it wasn't.

Mel: Oh. What happened?

Vernon: Hope's concussive symptoms don't seem to be improving.

Mel: Just remember, it's not uncommon, especially in the first few months.

Vernon: Yes, but I'm just worried the longer it goes on, the more likely it'll be permanent.

Mel: Is it something specific, or is it a combination of symptoms?

Vernon: It's a combination. Loss of impulse control, increased reactivity, mood swings. Then you add fatigue and memory loss. It adds fuel to the fire.

Mel: So it's cyclical.

Vernon: Exactly. I feel like I'm living with a stranger.

Mel: Doc, please don't be so hard on yourself. TBIs put a huge strain on a relationship.

Vernon: But the thing is, before the accident, I pretty much knew what Hope was thinking and feeling, and now I have no idea what is going on inside her head.

Mel: I don't think she does either.

Vernon: But that's the problem. She's struggling, but she doesn't want me to help and... It's just so frustrating. I don't know what to do.

Mel: Well, hopefully this is just temporary.

Vernon: And what if this is the new normal?

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Woods

Denny: Watch your step, it's kind of tricky here. Shoot, are you okay?

Lizzie: Didn't tell me it was straight uphill.

Denny: Here.

Lizzie: Thanks.

Denny: So hiking's not your thing, huh?

Lizzie: How'd you know?

Denny: Your shoes.

Lizzie: They used to be white.

Denny: Now they're brown.

Lizzie: And soon they'll be trash... What?

Denny: Nothing.

Lizzie: Do I have dirt on my face?

Denny: No.

Lizzie: If you're lying, I'll find out... I'm joking... I do hate it when people let you walk around with spinach in your teeth or toilet paper stuck to your shoe and never say anything.

Denny: I think people do that because they don't wanna embarrass anyone.

Lizzie: It's more embarrassing not to know.

Denny: But hypothetically, if they don't bring attention to whatever it is, then maybe no one will notice, or it'll fix itself.

Lizzie: That's a lot of ifs.

Denny: It takes a lot of guts to tell someone something they don't wanna hear.

Lizzie: Actually, um... Me and Ricky, we used to date, and that's why we broke up.

Denny: I figured there was something up with you guys.

Lizzie: Why?

Denny: The way he looks out for you.

Lizzie: We were pretty serious. I ended things because he joined the Marines without telling me 'cause he thought I'd get upset.

Denny: Would you have?

Lizzie: Maybe... But I would've eventually supported his decision.

Denny: He was scared to disappoint you.

Lizzie: But I ended up not trusting him... I think that's worse.

Denny: I guess so. Anyway, we should pick up the pace. We don't wanna hike back in the dark.

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Jack's bar: terrace

Mel: Hey.

Jack: Hey.

Mel: That looks great.

Jack: Thanks. I just finished here, and now I'm gonna hit the back.

Mel: It's almost 2:00. We need to leave soon.

Jack: I'm sorry, this turned out to be a bigger job than I thought, and I had to deal with Charmaine.

Mel: What happened?

Jack: Turns out we're having twin boys.

Mel: Aww. Why, what's wrong?

Jack: She knew for a week, didn't tell me.

Mel: Oh, wow.

Jack: Yeah. I know I couldn't trust Todd but I thought Charmaine would be straight with me.

Mel: Is there anything I can do?

Jack: No. Thanks. It is what it is, right? I'm sorry. I know you wanted to get your car looked at today.

Mel: It's fine. I'll figure it out.

Jack: Sure?

Mel: Yeah, it's fine.

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Jack's bar

Preacher: So?

Julia: Everything was delicious.

Preacher: Ah. No, you don't. This one is on the house.

Julia: I can't accept that.

Preacher: Hey, I insist.

Julia: You're not gonna win this game.

Preacher: Okay. Okay, well, what about I take you up on that private aikido lesson?

Julia: A trade? Yeah, that could work.

Preacher: And I know that you are busy, so, you know, whenever you have an open spot.

Julia: I will make the time. Trust me.

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Mel: Hey, Preach.

Preacher: I thought you and Jack were supposed to be headed over to the boat launch.

Mel: Yeah, well, he is still painting and he doesn't wanna stop.

Preacher: His dad made a crack about the paint...

Mel: Oh, yeah, that's right. Anyway, can you text Reuben and let him know we can't come?

Preacher: Yeah, you bet.

Ricky: Hey, Preach. Where do you want me to put this ahi? Freezer or fridge?

Preacher: Refrigerator. Thanks.

Ricky: Cool.

Preacher: Actually, I may have a way to get you guys over to the island.

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Stockman's Point

Lizzie: Oh, my God. It's so beautiful... Hey, thanks for taking me up here.

Denny: I'm glad Ricky offered to cover your shift.

Lizzie: Actually, we're supposed to do a scene from Romeo and Juliet for the Renaissance Faire, and now we're not.

Denny: Too awkward?

Lizzie: Right. So I don't have a partner.

Denny: That sucks.

Lizzie: This might sound crazy, but would you be up for it?

Denny: Perform it with you?

Lizzie: I think we'd have fun.

Denny: It's not really my thing... Sorry.

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Woods

Charlie: Hey, Jack.

Jack: Hey, fellas.

Preacher: I brought in some reinforcements.

Jack: For what?

Preacher: Well, to help you finish the job. I've got Ricky covering the bar, or he'd be out here too.

Jack: Come on. You don't have to do that.

Charlie: Oh, Preacher said we did.

Jack: Oh, he did?

Preacher: Oh, come on, now. That is not true.

Bert: You promised us a free beer, right?

Preacher: Okay.

Nick: Jack, ignore these old fools. We're happy to help.

Jack: What about your hand?

Nick: As long as you don't ask me to vacuum, we're good to go.

Jack: Thank you. I appreciate it. Why don't you guys get started over there?

Nick: Okay.

Jack: Thanks, man.

Preacher: I told you, I've got your back. And after this, I'll take you out for some wings.

Jack: All right, only if I can buy the beer.

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Hope's house: terrace

Muriel: Hello.

Vernon: Well, hello there.

Muriel: I made you and Hope a strawberry cheesecake.

Vernon: Oh, that was very kind of you.

Muriel: You know, I thought you two could use a little treat.

Vernon: Oh, yeah.

Muriel: Where is Hope? Is she around?

Vernon: Uh... She's inside, she's just not up for company just yet.

Muriel: Yeah. Well, you know, if you're game...

Vernon: Oh, absolutely. And do you want some wine? Okay.

Muriel: I would love some, thank you. That needs to go in the fridge. Okay.

Vernon: Okay.

Muriel: Okay.

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Hope's house: kitchen

Vernon: Hey.

Hope: Hi.

Vernon: How was your nap?

Hope: Good. I thought I heard voices.

Vernon: Oh, yeah. Muriel is right outside. She made us a strawberry cheesecake.

Hope: Well, that was thoughtful of her.

Vernon: Yeah. And we're gonna play a round of backgammon. Why don't you join us?

Hope: No. You go ahead.

Vernon: Okay. Okay. Um... We'll be right outside if you change your mind.

Muriel: We're good to go.

Vernon: Uh-oh. You're just trying to take some of my money. Let's just see what happens. Beat that.

Muriel: Ha-ha! Okay. Oh, gee, that's too bad.

Vernon: Six, I'll just go right...

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Woods: Preacher's car

Jack: Okay, what's going on?

Preacher: Ask Mel.

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Woods

Mel: Hey, babe.

Jack: Hey.

Mel: I have something to show you.

Jack: Well, does it involve wings?

Mel: Actually, it does.

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Docks

Jack: How much further are we gonna go?

Mel: Oh, just a few more steps. Okay.

Jack: What is that?

Mel: Nothing. It's just a tree.

Jack: Oh, just a tree.

Mel: Okay. Step up. Step up. Okay. Now, stop. Okay. Now you can open your eyes.

Jack: What the...? Was this your idea?

Mel: Well, I did have a little help from Preacher. Come on. Let's go. Let's go.

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Jack: Oh, hey, Brad.

Brad: Oh, hey.

Jack: So you're in on this too, huh?

Brad: I'm just the ride.

Jack: You're sneaky.

Mel: Yep. That's right. You ready to go?

Jack: Yeah, after you.

Mel: Okey-dokey.

Brad: Ma'am. You're most welcome.

Mel: Oh, thank you, sir.

Jack: We're gonna talk.

Brad: Yeah, yeah... Good?

Jack: Yeah.

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Plane

Jack: So are you at least gonna tell me where we're headed?

Mel: Nope.

Jack: Brad, where we headed?

Brad: Up.

Jack: Why you gotta take her side?

Brad: 'Cause she's paying.

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Café

Brie: Hey, thanks for meeting me.

Mike: Glad you called. Um... You want something to drink?

Brie: No, thanks. Um... Actually, I wanted to talk to you about Calvin's connection to Emerald Lumber.

Mike: Oh, I didn't know this was work-related.

Brie: Yeah. I think Brady being the suspect is just a little too convenient.

Mike: Okay.

Brie: One minute you have zero suspects, then Brady's alibi completely falls apart, and then the warrant just falls into your lap?

Mike: What are you saying?

Brie: I know the joint task force's mandate was to arrest Calvin and flip him in order to find his boss. But no one knows who that is. And the only way to really take down the fentanyl pipeline... Is to take down the head of the organization.

Mike: What does any of that have to do with Brady?

Brie: The two are connected somehow. I just have to figure out how.

Mike: Why are you telling me all this?

Brie: I'm the one who asked Jack to talk to you about helping with the case.

Mike: I'm gonna tell you the same thing that I told him, Brie. I can't help.

Brie: Mike, why not?

Mike: Local and federal law enforcement put thousands of hours into this case.

Brie: Yeah. So?

Mike: So it's their case to crack, not yours.

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Plane

Jack: And here comes the rain.

Brad: Don't worry. Be clear by the morning.

Mel: What do you think?

Jack: No one's ever done anything like this for me.

Mel: You deserve to be spoiled once in a while.

Jack: Oh, thank you.

Brad: Hey, lovebirds. It's your captain speaking. We're about halfway there. Jack, you wanna get up here and take the stick?

Jack: Yeah.

Mel: What? No. No, he's kid... You're kidding.

Jack: Not kidding. Brad's given me lessons.

Mel: I think it would be safer for Brad to be up there and for us to stay back here.

Jack: Oh, so half a dozen flight hours doesn't inspire your confidence?

Mel: Not at 10,000 feet, no.

Jack: O ye of little faith. You're on your own, Brad.

Mel: Hey, Brad, is your arm okay?

Brad: It's been bugging me all day. Must've strained something at the gym.

Jack: It's called getting old, bud.

Brad: Yeah, right.

Mel: Brad. Okay, Brad. Is your chest tight?

Brad: Yeah.

Mel: Like somebody's sitting on it?

Brad: Yeah.

Mel: I think he's having a heart attack.