01x03 - I Wish I Could Walk With Her

[bunniefuu]

: It's like this
every single time.

When something hidden
reveals itself,

it takes my breath away.

Like a whale suddenly leaping
out of the ocean,

or a flower bud opening.

It's like...

I never quite see it coming.

Hey, Dad!

- Hmm?
- Look at this.

"Hi, to whoever finds this!

Annie, age seven, 1938."

- Wow.

This place. It's like a surprise
around every corner.

- Whoa.

- Is that our doorbell?

- Uh...

Yeah, I guess everyone's
just knocked until now!

Ha.

Uh, could you...?
- Um...

: Come in!

- Knock-knock?

Oh! Oh, I'm sorry.

I-I've caught you in the middle.
I'm your neighbour.

I'm Paula Price. I'm Sam's mom.

- Oh!
- Ah, yes, hi!

Okay. Hi. Hello, yes.

Um, we'll, um...

we'll have to wave!
Hi, I'm Daniel.

This is Ruby.
- Hi.

- Ruby! I was starting to think

you were Sam's imaginary friend!

And you're the nephew!

Oh, you look like your uncle.
You sure do.

- Yes, that's what
everyone says.

Is this all from your garden?
- Oh! Uh, yeah.

Tom used to pilfer

the tomatoes when we were young.

Bit of a game we played.

You're welcome to carry on
the tradition, if you like.

Just don't get caught.

- Okay, I won't!

- Thank you very much.
We're going to enjoy these.

- Well, it was high time we met.

I've been up to my ears,
but I wanted to welcome you.

So, welcome.

- Thank you!
- Thanks!

- Ah.

So many memories.

Bye.

- Oh. Uh...

Uh, fumes getting to you, too?

- Why don't you wash your hands
and then go outside for a bit?

I'll finish up.

- Okay.

- Hey, Ruby! Is it happening?
A wish?

- Yeah. Hey, I just met
your mom. She's crazy nice.

- Thanks. But seriously,
the wish!

How can you even tell
there is one?

- You don't see all this?

- No. Now what happens?

- Now...

this.

: I wish I
could walk with her.

- There was a raging fire
and there were ashes!

Oh, and there was music!
And it was going, like,

dun-dun-dun!

- Okay. He's adding
his own stuff now

and he left out the flowers.

- And the wisher's voice?
- A man. That's it.

"I wish I could walk with her."

- I mean, it shouldn't be
too hard to figure out.

We don't exactly get
that many fires in Emerald.

- Good point. A fire would
make the paper.

- Mm-hmm.

- "Online archive
not available."

"Check back later"?

- "Later" as in
"not in my lifetime."

- How do you look up
old newspapers?

- With "Scrollie-Rollies!"
- Huh?

- Microfilm machines.
Like mini newspapers,

all rolled up like,
uh, toilet paper.

- What's that?

- This must be why Mr. Brody
asked us to come.

"To my intrepid
treasure hunters."

- "A gift for you,
who cracked the case.

A special, secret,
private place.

My treasure led
to sheer elation.

This key will lead
to elevation!"

- What's the key for?

- Could it be...?

The freight elevator.

- This is ours?
- And we have our own microfilm!

- Retro nerd.
It's part of her charm.

- Hi, this is 9-1-1.
State your emergency.

- You're looking at it.

Thanks for coming to help.

Anyway...

Looks like we're clearing
it all by hand, then.

- Clearing all what by hand,
then?

Awesome!

- It's cool, right?
Makes reading the paper

kind of like a thrill ride.

- Wait! What's that?

- Oh, that's right.

The bandstand burned down
six months ago.

All that's left now
is a blob in the park.

Is that the one that you saw?

- Maybe. Is there anything else?

- Let's see.

- Another one. At a flower shop?

- Hey! Maybe it connects
to the flower bouquet

in your vision?

- Uh, you guys keep digging.

I'll go check it out!
- Okay.

- A fire? Why would you
ask that? Uh...?

- Uh, Ruby. I just moved here.

Uh, and I was wondering...

Because I worry
about fire safety?

- Oh! You're Daniel's daughter!

- Yeah!
- I met him a few days ago.

I'm Lucy, and this
is my daughter, Molly.

And don't worry.
There was a fire,

but it was no big deal.
- Were there ashes?

Did the place burn down?
- Oh, no.

I was growing some delphinium
in the back

and a heat lamp caught,
but I put it out.

- So the place didn't
go up in flames?

- No. Just my enthusiasm
for delphinium.

- Thanks.

Dead end.

- Lucy!
- Mom?

- Oh, Ralph!
I've got it right here!

Oh, nice to meet you, Ruby!

One-of-a-kind
Lucy LaFontaine creation

just made for Jessica.

- Oh, Lucy, they're beautiful.

She's going to love them.

Everyone's going to love them.

- Okay, Ralph.
How do you want to pay?

- Plastic.

- Whoa! You drew my mom's
bouquet exactly.

You're really good!

- Thanks.

- So, uh,
why are we spying, anyway?

- We're not. Just me, okay?

- You're a real gem
of an uncle to do all this.

What about her dad? Is he...?

- Ah, he won't be there.
After the whole, you know...

- You don't want
to talk about it.

- I don't want to talk about it.

- Okay, hang in there.

And give my best to Jessica!

- Thanks, Lucy.

- What are we doing now?

- Again. Not we,
and I'm following him.

- Ralph Brogden?
The Brogden Construction guy?

- Yeah, I...

I lost him!

- Oh, he parked his truck
around the corner.

He'll be by in 5, 4, 3, 2, 1.

- How did you...?
- I'm good at spying.

- Thanks, Molly.
- Any time.

- The logo I saw is for

this Ralph guy's
construction company.

How it ties in with the fire
stuff, I don't know.

But the flowers are for
his niece's wedding

and he said the bride's father
wasn't invited.

- "I wish I could
walk with her."

- Yes! The wisher!
The bride's not-invited dad!

- Right?
- Right?

: Right!
- Guys, guys.

You lost me. I don't...
- Wedding 101.

It's tradition
for the bride's father

to walk her down the aisle,
except now he can't.

- Only we don't know why.
And then we saw this...

- That's what I've been
working on.

Brogden-Builders-dot-com.

Uh, our team.

Our projects.
Our contact info.

Uh, wait.
What's this at the bottom?

"Our sincerest apologies?"
- That's weird.

"No words describe our sorrow

for what has occurred.

The bandstand in Orchard Park
was a town landmark

and its destruction at the hands
of one of our own

is deeply troubling."

- So that was the fire
from my vision.

- There's more.

"But as our brother, Dennis,
serves his debt to society"?

- Somebody went
to prison for it?

- Ralph's brother, Dennis.

He must be the father,
and he can't give her away

because he's in prison!
- Now what?

- Well, what else? Jailbreak!

- That's a good Plan B,
but for now...

We're missing something.

- Do you ever have
one of those days when you think

you have a wheelbarrow
full of useful tools?

- And instead you have this?

- You know,
nothing about this place

is what it seems like.

- Makes sense.

Neither was Tom.
- Really?

I thought he was a miserable
old coot. Full stop.

- Sometimes,

just when you gave up
on the guy...

there'd be an act of kindness.

- Like what? Like...

home-cooked meal, or...?

- Might be a 1969 Buick Wildcat.

- He gave you that car?

- Yeah.

And all that goes with it.
Pride.

Responsibility. Freedom.

- Wow. Didn't see that coming.

Ah!

Okay. So...

Let's go see
what we can uncover.

- Let's do it.

- We need to find out
more about the Brogden family.

- My mom's mentioned them.

She says Ralph's the nicest guy
in the history of nice.

The whole town's buzzing over
this big wedding!

- What?
- Nothing.

- She's right. Every time
you hear the word "wedding"

you look like you just
sat in something wet.

- What don't you like
about weddings?

The itchy clothes?
The bad dancing?

- I like weddings fine.

- You're lying!

- I'm not lying! Uh...

- Yes, you are.
Every time you lie,

you look down and away.
It's your tell.

- Sorry, my what?
- It's your tell.

It's what you do
when you lie.

My mom said when I was little,
I sucked

on my bottom lip when I lied.
- Well, I don't have a tell.

So...
- Fine.

I won't make a note
of it for later.

- Wait, what about Halona?

- That's a great idea.
- Who?

- She owns the diner
and she knows, like, everybody.

- Let's go.
- Awesome.

- Yeah, I know Dennis.

As a kid, he was trouble.

Messed up everything
he touched.

But before this last, er,

unfortunate event,
he was coming around.

Yeah. Little League coach
of the year, even.

- So why'd he torch
the bandstand?

- Ah, rumour has it,
it had something to do

with Jessica's wedding,
but never made sense to me.

Anyways, Pete Evers is a saint

for taking him on
since he got out.

- Wait! So, he's not
locked up anymore?

- No. He did his three months
and got parole.

And now he's fixing cars
over at Pete's shop.

- Great! Let's go talk to him.
- Oh. Oh, guys, hold on. Wait.

Uh, Dennis is, you know,
troubled.

Perhaps more since
he just got out.

Maybe you should
just steer clear.

- Thanks.
- Bye.

- See ya.

- Should we?

Halona said Dennis is troubled.

Trouble gives me hives.
- Come on.

Maybe his rep is one thing,
but he's not really like that.

Maybe he's just misunderstood.

If there's one thing
I'm not, it's scared.

- Is that Dennis?

- It has to be.

- So, I'm just gonna say it:

The well wants us to grant
the wish

of a convicted criminal!
- I know.

There's gotta be a reason why
the well gave us his wish.

- It smells risky.

Is there a way
to make it happen

without actually having
to deal with the guy?

- Maybe. Our job
is to grant the wish.

Who says we actually
have to talk to the wisher?

- We just have to get him there!

Maybe the family
doesn't even know

that Dennis wants
to be at the wedding!

- So we convince them!

- But you said
at the flower shop, that Ralph

doesn't even want
to talk to Dennis.

- On it. Cue the super-powered
small-town charm of Mina Amani.

- So your mom goes,

"I have a three-step
and a 20-foot extension."

And I go,
"I'll take the former now

and the latter ladder later."

- My mom loves
a good ladder joke!

- Yeah.

Uh, now, uh,
what're you kids after?

- Uh, well,
we heard about the wedding.

- It's gonna be very beautiful.

- And we heard that your brother
wished he could be there.

- My dad said that?
After he tried to sabotage it?

- Oh, boy.

- Sabotage? But wh-why, though?

- When Jessica and I
started out,

we weren't sure Dennis approved.

But we thought
he had come around.

- We chose the bandstand
because that's where my grandma

got married. And her mom.

And Uncle Ralph
even renovated it.

And then...
- Dennis snaps

and burns the entire
bandstand to the ground.

- He ruined everything!
And, so, for him to...

Now?
- Well, it sounds bad,

but maybe
it's a misunderstanding?

- Yeah.
- Maybe you could talk to him

at the wedding?

- Listen, uh...

We have tried with Dennis.

I mean, there is a whole
history there,

and I'm sure
that you kids mean well.

- We do! Absolutely!

- We have a big event and...

: ...a lot
of frayed nerves,

so we don't need any extra
complications, okay?

Right? Right, Braden?

- Yeah, Dad.
- Yeah.

- Of course. We understand.

- But--
- Okay, we'll let you

get back to your day. Come on.
Thank you for your time.

- How'd it go?
- Why, why, why, why, why?

- That good, huh?

- Okay, Greg the groom
said Dennis wasn't

against the marriage,
so why'd he torch the bandstand?

- I got nothing.

- Did Dennis know something
about Greg

that no one else does?

- I don't know.

But maybe, if we knew,
we could help them

get the family back together
again just in time?

- Great. Count me in.
As long as we don't gotta meet

Dennis face-to-face.

- We gotta meet Dennis
face-to-face.

- Okay...

- Um, hi, Mr. Brogden.

Can we just talk to you
for a second?

- Less than a second, really.

- Are you familiar
with nanoseconds?

- What?

You should've seen me
before the makeover.

- What? Are you kid--
Okay, come on.

That was funny!

Does he look like
he had a makeover?

- Comedy connoisseur.
- Right? What can I say?

- So, what can I do for you?

- Um, we just have
some questions about the fire.

- Right. You and everybody else.

- But if you don't want
to talk about it, we understand.

- I don't.

What do you want to know?

- Just... why?

I mean, you knew
your brother was fixing up

the bandstand and your daughter
wanted to get married there.

- Haven't you ever
just wanted to...

Just destroy something?

Well, that's what happened.

- Uh, was it because of Greg?
I mean,

we know you didn't really
like him at first.

- Ah, Greg's okay.

Jessica loves him.
That's good enough for me.

- So tell her that!

The wedding's tomorrow.
Don't you want to go?

- Not a chance.

Well, I got work to do.

Be cool. Stay in school.

- Just, uh, one last thing.

The water bottle.

Why did you go back for it?

- I've no idea
what you're talking about.

- Did you guys notice something?

Dennis scratched his ear
when I asked him

if he wanted to go
to the wedding, and then again

when I asked about the bottle.

- So?
- So? It's his tell.

- You think he's lying?
- Maybe.

If he lied about that,
then who knows what else

he lied about?

Come on. I have an idea.
We need to talk to Mrs. Taggart.

- 'Course I remember.
Dennis refused a lawyer.

The court had me help
with some procedural stuff.

- Did anything
strike you as odd?

- Only everything.

Especially that he seemed
really eager to plead guilty

and just get it over with.

- Is it possible
to see his confession?

- Uh...

If I remember correctly,
it was released to the media.

Uh, yeah. Here we go.

Oh, I gotta take this,
but go ahead.

- Um, hang on. Go back!
He said something.

- Look, you don't need
to keep digging around.

I did it.

I set the fire.

- The ear thing.

- He didn't do it.
He's not guilty.

- But if he didn't
set the fire...?

- What on earth is going on?

- You almost look like
you know what you're doing.

- I'll settle for "almost."

- So what's your plan here?

Besides financing
my car restoration?

- What else? Apples!

- What? From these nubs?

More like apple.

- I can graft 'em for new trees.

The original O'Reilly variety.

A few years,

we can be back in business.

- How are you gonna survive
that long?

Life's expensive.

I figured that out
last year on the road.

- Got a side hustle.
Used to be in marketing.

Horses?

I'm checking this out.

- So, if Dennis didn't torch
the bandstand, then who did?

- My allowance is on Ralph.

- Why?

- He's nice. Suspiciously nice.

You remember how
Brogden Construction

is a family business?

What if the fire was a set-up
to get Dennis out of the way?

You know, one good son,
one not so good.

The family business
would never be the same.

- Good point.

Maybe it did have something
to do with the family business.

Somehow.

Ralph was going to have
to share it, share the money.

- But even if he set up Dennis,
why would Dennis take the fall?

Why wouldn't he fight back?

- Because no one would
believe him over Saint Ralph.

- There's something there,
but...

I'm not sure.

We need to talk to Ralph again.

- Look, I'm sorry, kids,

it's just, Jessica
is on the verge right now,

and it's my job to keep
this thing drama-free.

- They gave us the wrong size!

This is a 40 not a 42!
How could they do that?

- It's a little mistake and I...

I will take care of it.
Meanwhile...

- I'm gonna go do
the meditation app.

Okay, Greg, I'll be back
in 15 minutes.

Can you handle this?

- Uh, yes. No problem, honey.

- Okay, just one quick
question, I promise.

- Okay.
- We were wondering...

The Brogden's
a family business, right?

- Yes.
- So does Dennis

have a share of it?
- No. He hates construction.

He told my dad he didn't
want any part of it.

Look, do you need to know this
right now?

In the middle of--
: Greg!

Did you forget
the photographer's deposit?!

- In the middle of the shortest
marriage in history,

if I don't go save Greg.

You can ask whatever you want,
just wait till after

the blessed day, okay?

- Didn't even flinch.

: Hey. Hey!

- What?
- What?

- That kid was really
interested in your conversation.

Think he knows something?

- Hey. Uh, Braden, right?
What's up?

You okay?

Talk to me. What's wrong?

- It's just...

He never...

He didn't...

- What are you trying to say?

- I was just...

- Tell me, Braden.

- He didn't do it!

- Excuse me! What do you
think you're doing?

Oh, Daniel. It's you!

I-I didn't mean
to screech at you.

- Oh, Paula! I'm so sorry.

I thought I was still
on my property.

Is...

Did I get turned around, or... ?

- No, no, no, no.

This is your property,
technically.

Uh, line's over there
at the fence.

- Oh! Okay.

Good to know.

Thank you for protecting it
from possible ne'er-do-wells.

- It's what I do.
I protect things.

Tom let this area go,
so I adopted it.

- Oh. Yeah,

I visited here a few times
when I was little,

but I...
- Hmm.

- I never came up here,

and I never saw
that little door.

- The fairy door.

Tom built that
when we were kids.

- Really?
- Mm-hmm.

- Well...

This is a really cool place.
- Mm.

- Are you sure that it's mine?

It's so completely different.

- A good surprise, I hope.

But check the survey
if you don't believe me.

If I'm wrong,
the lemon pie is on me.

Hey! Hey, come on.

- Right.

- "He didn't do it?"

He must mean Dennis!

So, why is the kid
the only Brogden

who doesn't think he's guilty?

- I think we're about
to find out.

Behold! The Puzzle Face
in its natural habitat.

One eyebrow creeps up,
indicating an idea.

Let's watch.

Oh. The brow furrows,
wrestling a counter thought.

- Shh. She's thinking.

- Observe as the keen eyes
spot something.

Is it prey? Is it danger?
Or could it be...?

- Red and gold.
- What?

- The logo on the bottle
from the fire!

- He didn't do it.

- BB. Braden Brogden.

- Uh!

Go, go, go!

- Dennis! Dennis,
you lied and I know why!

- Excuse me?
- You went back

for the water bottle.
- So what if I did?

- It was Braden's. Red and gold.

The Red Hats.
It's his favourite team.

He was there that night.
- Nah. You're crazy.

- I know you're lying.

See? It's what you do
when you lie!

- No, I don't!
- Fine. I'll go tell the police

my theory, see what they think.
- No!

Okay.

Well, you figured it out.

But you gotta stop
digging before...

Look, Braden came
to me that night.

Told me he caused
the fire, an accident.

And he left his water bottle
at the scene

and was scared someone would
find it and link it to him.

- So, you went back for it
and got caught.

- And I told 'em
I was just snooping.

But I also knew they might
find the bottle

and connect it to Braden.

- So...

you cut off the investigation
by confessing?

- Braden's a good kid.

Has a future.

Spends every spare second
at the ballpark.

Who knows? Maybe he'll go
pro one day.

He wanted to come clean,
but I wouldn't let him.

Something like that could've
messed up his whole life.

But mine's already wrecked,
so who cares?

So, now you know.

And you're the only ones who do.

- But--
- No!

Didn't do all that just
to have some kids mess it up.

If you breathe a word
of this to anyone...

- So, what are you looking for?

- The survey of the property.

It has to be in here.

It was actually Paula's idea.

- Oh.

You met her, huh?

- Yeah. Why do you
say it like that?

- No reason, but Old Tom
had a major issue with her.

No idea why, but...

- This is one
of our Christmas cards.

Whoa. This is all
of our Christmas cards.

- You're the only ones
who sent him any, I bet.

Maybe that's why Tom
left you the place.

Beautiful family.

She's...?

- It's my wife. Summer.

It was her idea to do these.
She loved the holidays.

At the end, there,
when it was really touch-and-go,

she... she rallied so that
she could have one more

Christmas with us.

She just found the will,
you know?

- You guys seemed happy.

- We were.

Uh, hi, sweetheart.

Great news!

Tonight we are feasting
on a culinary masterpiece.

Tonight, we get a joy
for the senses.

Tonight, we get...

frozen pizza!

- Sure.

- And I thought I had
a tough day. What's up?

- Just a puzzle I can't solve.

- Details? Yay, nay?

- It's... hard to explain.

- Yeah, I get it.

Should have seen
me and Ben today.

Every time...

Whack! Knock down a branch,

then, fwah! Three more pop up.

Then, just when I'm about
to give up,

I see this little clearing
in the forest

and I follow it,
and at the top of the hill

there's this amazing oasis.

This property, it is so much
more than what we thought.

- Yeah. Tell me about it.

- Really makes you think, huh?

The way something looks
on the surface

has nothing to do with
what it really is.

- Wise words.

- Yep.

Dinner in 35 to 40!
- 'Kay.

This is a big book.

: I am Donnel O'Reilly,
Keeper of the Well.

: I am Robert O'Reilly,
Keeper of the Well.

: I am Siobhan
O'Reilly, Keeper of the Well.

:
I wish I could start...

- I wish...
- I wish...

I wish...

- You like the old atlas?

- It's actually an old logbook
or something. Goes way back.

- Cool.

Oh, hey. Look.

Something fell out.

"I wish that he'd make it." Hmm.

You know, our ancestors
were great storytellers.

You gonna read that?

- Yep!

- So, you found it?
The well-keeper's book?

- My dad did, actually.
He just didn't know it.

- Did you tell him
about the well?

- Not yet. I'm just waiting
for the right moment.

But besides that,

the book is incredible!

It's filled with old wishes
and so many stories.

I was up half the night
reading it.

- Does it mention anything about
disobeying a wisher's orders?

Because Dennis made it
pretty clear

he didn't want us
telling anyone.

- I know, but Braden
already knows! And, besides,

you know, not all the wishes
are straightforward.

Bottom line:

there's something
we're not seeing.

- I don't want to talk to you.

Just go away!

- Uh...

- I got this.

Hey, Braden!
Line drive to third!

Hey, got 'im!
What a play by Brogden!

The crowd goes wild!

It's a nice ballpark.

Uncle Dennis help out here?

You know, uh, we talked to him.

We kinda know what happened.

But we're not telling, okay?

- So what do you want?
- The wedding.

Dennis wants to walk
Jessica down the aisle.

- Then he should.
- But he doesn't want to upset

his daughter.
Can you talk to her?

- What do I say?

- You don't have to say
anything about, you know...

- They won't listen to me.

They think Uncle Dennis
went down a bad path.

They say I can't get mixed up
with him.

But I'm the bad one!

He saved me.

I wanted to tell, but Uncle
Dennis said not to worry.

I didn't know he was going
to get in so much trouble!

I didn't mean to start a fire.
I just wanted a place

to play with my cap g*n!

- Wait!
- What?

- Did you hear what he said?
- Yeah. He admitted it.

He started the fire
with his cap g*n.

- Yeah, I don't know about that.

We need to get
a professional opinion. Come on.

- Well, if memory serves,

the fire started
on the east wall,

then consumed
the entire structure.

- Ever figure out the cause?

- Didn't have to.
Brogden confessed.

I was surprised
as the next guy.

- You didn't think
arson right away?

- Nah. Fires like this? Outside?

Could be anything. I was ready
to call it accidental.

There was a guy barbecuing
right next door

with the embers flying.

But Brogden was all, like,
"Me, me, me!"

- So, there's no possibility
that the fire could have been

started from anything else,
like, say... a cap g*n?

- A toy? No.

That might scare cats,
or make maybe a puff of smoke,

but a flame? Nah.

Not a chance.

- Guys, this changes everything.

- So, not me?

- No. Your cap g*n
didn't start that fire.

- So, I didn't do anything!

Uncle Dennis went
to jail for nothing!

- You didn't know.
It's not your fault.

- Maybe not.

There is something
I can do about it now.

Jess, Uncle Dennis wants
to come to the wedding!

- Braden, come here.

- Oh, beautiful.

Okay, let's move back.
Step it back up.

- Dad, you need
to talk to Dennis.

- Yeah, that's awesome, pal.
Brush your hair.

- Stop! Everybody!

- All right, bring it together.

Oh, you look wonderful.
Yes, exactly.

Beautiful! Just like that.

- Time out, everybody!

- Braden, what's up, pal?

- He didn't do it!

- Who didn't do what, son?

- The fire! Dennis never set it!

- Actually, no, kiddo, he did.

- No! He loves you and he wants
to be at your wedding!

And she says he had nothing
to do with the fire!

- It's true.
Dennis definitely didn't do it.

- And you know this how?

You, uh, you went to the police,
or something?

- Yeah! I did, actually.

And they were skeptical, too.

- But he confessed.

- Because he had a reason.

- He had a reason
to plead guilty

and go to prison? Why?

- Because he was
protecting someone.

Me.

- What?

- I was playing at the bandstand
and the fire started.

I thought it was my fault.

Turns out, it wasn't.

I told Uncle Dennis
and he took the blame

so I wouldn't have to.

- Oh, Dad.

- He didn't want a mistake
that would ruin Braden's life.

- He did this for Braden
and he didn't say anything.

- We're gonna make this right.

- He's not answering.

Come on, Dad.

:
Hey, this is Dennis.

You know what to do.

- We don't have any time to...

- I'll find Dennis.

Yeah.

Um...

you guys find a tux!

- Okay.

- Dennis!

- Hi, Ruby!
- Hi.

- You look stressed.
- I-I am.

- I could help again.

- Yeah, not unless you know
where Dennis Brogden

is right this second.

- He's over at
the baseball diamond.

I just saw him.
- Really?

Oh, thanks, Molly.
You're the best!

Dennis! Dennis!

- Whoa, whoa! What's going on?

- You have a wedding to get to.

- What?
- I'll explain on the way!

Seriously,
they're waiting for you!

- Wait a second! Ruby!

What're you talking about? Hey!

- Go, go, go!
- C'mon! Hurry!

- Dad?

- I wished for this.

- That's funny. So did I.

Oh, you look beautiful.

- Thank you.

- Let's walk.
- Okay.

- Still hate weddings, Sam?

- So lame.

: Like my dad said,

a surprise around every corner.

First, everything we heard
about Dennis was wrong.

And then, hiding in plain sight,

the key to the past.

- Almost there.

- Okay.
- Okay, stop.

- Cool! What's in there?

- Thought we could
find out together.

- Look!

- Oh.

Wow.

What are you going
to do with it?

- Put it back.

It's probably
there for a reason.

- What a place, huh?

- Yeah.

- You know,
when we first moved here...

I thought this place
was gonna be a problem.

But now, it's...

- It's more of a promise.

Of amazing things
that we'll never see coming.