- Previously on The Way Home.
Mom, where are you?!
Mom and I jumped in together, and then it literally
ripped us apart. - If Del loses the farm
because of me, I'd never forgive myself.
- I left because I couldn't deal with Colton's death
and your involvement in it.
You set out to fix that too,
Kat, but you broke it.
(horse neighing)
- Do you know Jacob Landry?
- I do. - Where... where is he?
- Found your next story.
(giggling)
- Jacob?
(birds chirping)
(mysterious music)
(Alice): Child of the pure unclouded brow
and dreaming eyes of wonder.
(Kat): Wait, Jacob?
(Alice): The time be fleet, and I and thou
are half a life asunder,
whose echoes live in memories yet,
though envious years would say forget.
I have not seen thy sunny face,
nor heard thy silver laughter.
- Jacob!
(Alice): But no thought of me shall find a place
in thy young life's hereafter.
- I'm... I'm so sorry.
I thought you were some... someone else.
(breathes heavily)
(gasping)
- Miss? Do you need some assistance?
- No. - No, no, no,
no need to fear me now.
If anything, I should be suspicious of you.
You are on my land, after all.
- Your land?
- Why, yes.
I'm Elijah Landry.
And who might you be?
- K... Katherine.
Just... Katherine.
- Grandma, wait! Let me help you.
- Oh, thanks, Hon. I'm gonna get to the market
and nab a good stall. - Well, I'll come with you.
Whatever you need, I'll help. Always.
- Okay. You hop in, fast. We're gonna beat the masses.
(laughs)
- Slow down, Jacob. She meant no harm.
At least I assume you didn't.
- No. No, no, no, of course not, no. I...
Sorry I just... I got confused. His name is Jacob?
- Yes, my grandson.
May I ask what's brought you to us?
- I'm a... I'm a traveller.
And I've come quite a long way looking for somebody.
I... I think I'm in the wrong place.
- Oh, I don't know about that.
You look like you've battled quite a storm...
and the storm won.
I have a warm home. Food to eat.
So it seems to me you may be in just the right place.
There's Jacob. With my son, William.
- It's... It's home.
(emotional music)
(knocking)
- Kat?
(sighs)
(door opens) - Good morning, Elliot!
I hope you're hungry. Del's in there
making enough pancakes to feed an army.
(Jacob): Hi, Elliot!
There's hay in your hair.
Did you sleep in that stinky old barn again?
- I fell asleep watching the stars.
Um, I gotta get home. Dad's boat leaves this morning.
- Vic's off again?
Well, there's always a seat for you at our table.
Anytime, Elliot.
- Tell Kat to meet me at the bus stop.
We don't want to be late for today's field trip.
- Will do.
(mysterious music)
- Help yourself to some blue house honey samples.
The biscuits are fresh made this morning.
- Don't you think those samples are a little... generous?
I mean, if people want to try it, they should pay.
- Special delivery for my two favorite customers.
- Oh, thanks, Monica.
- How is business this morning, ladies?
- Good. But you could give Alice here
some lessons in behavioral economics for me.
- Oh, how about a job?
Now that you're staying for the summer,
I am in desperate need of wait staff.
Especially with Spencer off to Italy.
- Thank you. I would love to, but... I just don't know
how available I'm gonna be.
- Well, just tell me that you'll think about it?
- I will. Thank you.
- You can't turn down a job at The Point.
That is a teenage rite of passage around here.
- Yeah, but... helping you with the farm is important.
- How much help do you think I need?
- Come. Warm yourself by the fire.
I'll fix you something to eat.
(soft music)
Getting dried off?
- Yes. Yes, thank you.
Thank you. Why, uh...
stonework like this really...
stands the test of time.
- Well, it was my hope when I built it,
that it would remain long after I'm gone.
But best laid plans.
Stones keep coming loose, you see.
There's always something to fix around here.
- You have a beautiful home.
1814.
It's been quite the year already, huh?
- So far. We'll see at harvest.
That may as well go in the fire,
for all the good it's done me, though.
- Well, I don't know. Could have its uses.
- Now, I've not much to offer a guest, I'm afraid.
I apologize for its simplicity.
- No. - My wife passed last winter,
and I have a lot to learn.
- I'm very sorry.
- Beck and I had many happy years together here.
And we'll see each other again.
One day.
- Hmm.
- My son did that.
He's got an eye.
- That's the Port Haven lighthouse.
- I'm surprised you're familiar with it.
Not being from around here.
- Oh, I've spent some time in the area.
You know, just... passing through.
- Well, it's the pride of our little community.
Built by Landry hands.
- Your son helped build that too?
- And designed it. He's a real artist, that boy.
I don't know where he gets it from.
- Hmm.
- What's that? - My latest stoke of genius,
gals. The summer folks
are gonna eat this up, look, look, look!
Discover Port Haven's ghastly buried past.
Only 45 bucks! I'll put the Landry ladies
down for three tickets, yeah? - Do we have a choice?
- Aw! - Doesn't that seem
a little steep? I mean, especially right now?
- You know, I am charging the going rate!
But wait, wait, what's wrong? Is... is money tight?
- No! We're fine. I mean, expanding
the honey business set us back a little bit,
but I'll make it up by the end of the season.
- Okay, okay. - Sample?
- Hi! I'll take one of these! - Delicious honey.
Have a sample. - Grandma,
you don't have to pretend that everything is okay for me,
okay? I'm old enough to know the truth.
- What are you talking about? You've been acting
strange all morning.
- Because we're about to lose the farm!
- Wait, what?
(scoffs)
- No doubt you've tasted better, but...
that will stick to your ribs.
(Elijah whistling a melody)
(suspenseful music)
(Jacob): We'll be heroes,
and heroes always leave their mark. See?
J and K to the rescue! (laughs)
(Elijah continues whistling)
- How... How do you know that song?
- Hmm?
Oh!
Oh, my...
son used to hum it all the time when he was a boy.
- William? Your son who built the lighthouse?
- No. No, my other son.
- You have another son?
- I do. We took him in, oh...
some... twenty-odd years ago.
But he's a Landry through and through.
William even named his own boy after him.
After our Jacob.
- And... where is that Jacob now?
- He's gone, I'm afraid.
- Gone? - Yes.
To Upper Canada.
He's delivering a ship for the war effort.
- So he's coming... he's coming back?
- Of course.
This is his home.
(whispering): The explorer found his way home...
- How do you know that song, Katherine?
The one my Jacob used to sing as a child?
- I told you that I came here... looking for someone.
It's my little brother.
His... his name was...
...is Jacob.
And I...
I have been searching 24 years.
And I think I finally found him.
- 24 years?
We always knew someone would come for him.
If you're Jacob's sister...
...then that makes you family too.
(gasping)
- This day keeps getting better and better.
(birds chirping)
- Hey, um... Sorry about back there.
I just... I've been trying to talk to you and I...
just kind of exploded. - Couldn't you have exploded
in some place less crowded? I mean, the rumors
that this is going to fuel. And what gave you that idea
that we were losing the farm?
- Hank from next door. He said that you depend
on the money from his lease to keep...
Wait, so we're not gonna lose the farm?
- No! I mean with Hank selling,
I've got a land issue to solve, that's all.
So no more jumping to dramatic conclusions, please!
- So... what are you gonna do?
- Right now, I'm gonna give my granddaughter
the invaluable life lesson of changing a tire.
If I can just find my lug wrench.
Oh, Jude!
I knew if I lent it to her I would never see it again.
(truck door opens and closes)
- Hey, there.
You ladies stranded or just taking in the view?
- What view?
- From where I'm standing, it's...
it's a breathtaking one.
Well, that tire's a goner. You point me to the spare,
I'll get you back on the road in no time.
- Not necessary, but if you loan me your wrench,
I can handle the rest. - I bet you can.
You know what they say?
Two sets of hands are better than one.
- I don't know about that. (chuckling)
- Oh, come on.
We need to look after one another out here
in the country. Isn't that right?
- This is true. But driving up here in your fancy truck
for a few weeks in the summer doesn't constitute real life
in the country, so like I said,
we can handle this, and you can be on your way
and leave this to us locals.
- Actually, I am a local. Year-round.
I just retired to Port Haven,
and I sure hope we run into one another again soon.
- Oh, dear.
Oh, hey! Where do I return this?
(truck drives off)
- He seems... nice?
(soft music)
(sighs)
Dad?
Dad, are you still here?
I fell asleep!
(Elliot): See you next week, Dad.
- What did Jacob tell you when you found him?
- Nothing.
He could barely speak, let alone say
what had happened to him.
How he'd been separated from his... his people.
- But... didn't you ask him? I mean, didn't you want to know?
- I wanted him to feel safe. And he was.
Rebecca and I, we always felt that we were meant to find him.
And he's been so loved here, Katherine.
- And I'm... I'm so glad.
I... I can't believe that we lost him... to you.
- I know.
Will we lose him to you?
- You? - Susanna. You know Katherine?
- I made her acquaintance in town,
though she didn't mention her name.
- Katherine, this is Susanna Augustine.
Jacob's betrothed. - Betrothed, as in to marry?
- That is the definition, yes.
And you're here with Elijah because...?
- Because I'm the sister of your betrothed.
- Well. We have much to discuss, then.
Let me escort you to your lodging.
We can get to know one another.
- Actually, I would like to stay and talk to Elijah and--
- Oh, but I insist. The roads can be treacherous
for a woman traveling alone.
We wouldn't want any harm to come to Jacob's dear sister.
- Yes, I appreciate your concern,
but it is all a misunderstanding.
We're doing great, the farm is doing just great.
Coffee soon. Sounds good, thank you.
- Alright, are you gonna talk to Mom about this...
land situation? - Sure. I'll talk to her.
Once I finish dealing with every other
concerned citizen in Port Haven.
(phone ringing) Oh, my gosh.
Let the rest go to voicemail.
Oh!
I've gotta get on with my day.
(soft music)
(birds chirping)
(hooves clomping)
(light whinnying)
Oh, hi! You're ready to meet me, huh?
Wow. Nice to meet you.
God, aren't you gorgeous?
- Okay, just... what exactly are you doing?
- You tell me. You disappeared
the last time I brought you here.
Whatever deceit you are trying to pull on--
- Oh, no, no, no, you have the wrong idea about me.
- When we last met, you said you were looking
for the child Jacob Landry.
- Yes, I was. But... - But!
Now you claim to be my Jacob's long-lost sister.
Jacob the man, not the boy. So, which is it?
- It's both. Okay? The last time
I was with Jacob, he was a little boy.
- I've known Jacob a long time
and he has never once mentioned a sister.
- There... must be a reason for that.
- You run around these woods dressed in men's clothing.
You have criminals like Thomas Coyle
shooting at you for reasons you can't explain.
- He should be the one that's explaining that.
- Let this be a warning. - Whoa.
Susanna. Hey, you saved my life.
And I am so grateful for that, okay? Trust me, I mean no harm.
I am only here for Jacob. Susanna!
- I am giving you one last chance.
Who are you and what do you want
with the Landry family? With Jacob?
- Okay, you want to know who I am?
You asked for it.
(eerie music)
- Who's this?
- Oh good, you can see him too.
I was starting to think I was hallucinating.
- Where did he come from? - I don't know.
But he certainly belongs to someone.
I'll ask around.
Until then, I can stable him in the barn.
Funny thing is he looks just like a horse
I had when I was a kid. Lightning.
Oh, I loved him so much.
- Totally forgot you were a horse girl.
- Is that a bad thing? - No.
(laughs) Why didn't you and Colton
keep horses if you love them so much?
- Oh it just... didn't make sense for us.
(birds chirping)
(lawn mower revving)
(mysterious music)
(sighs)
- I found him!
He's alive!
- What? Jacob! He's alive!
- You did it, Kat.
(Kat cries) You did it.
You were right.
Come on, come on, come on.
(soft music)
- Elijah and Rebecca Landry took Jacob in,
and they loved him. And the house, it's our house.
The original farm house. With the same fireplace
and the same fields. I mean... that...
this is where Jacob grew up, you know?
And... even though he wasn't with us,
he was still a Landry. And I...
I told you, he even built the lighthouse.
What? - You found Jacob.
It's incredible. But he's at war.
- No. No, he's not at war.
He's delivering a ship for the war.
- Then why did the pond take you there at all?
While he was gone? - I-I don't know.
Okay, maybe... so that I can meet his family, uh,
to show me that I am on the right track.
- And now you know that he has a family who loves him.
A fiancé. And he spent more of his life in that time
that he has here, just... remember that if you meet him.
- If? Of course I'm gonna meet him. Come on.
- And then what?
He's not a little kid anymore, Kat.
You expect him to leave everything he knows behind?
- What do you think this has all been for?
Okay, this is where Jacob belongs.
With us, here, in this time.
(scoffs) You know what?
Just forget it. God.
(sighs)
I've still lost 24 years with him.
I don't know why I thought
the pond would give Jake back as he was.
I mean clearly this is not a child's writing.
He's a man now.
- I'm sorry, Mom.
But you found him, and he's alive, okay?
That's huge. - I mean, I really thought
Jake's name was gonna be in here.
But Elijah and Rebecca, they only wrote down
their one son, William.
I met him, and his little boy Jacob.
But what about our Jacob?
I mean, if they really loved him as their own...
- Why leave him out of the Almanac?
- Wait a minute.
I saw a drawing that Jacob did of the lighthouse.
I mean, he was an artist.
- Do you think he did your portrait?
- I don't know. I mean, it's pretty hard
to compare this with a sketch.
- It must've been him.
Don't give up hope, Mom, okay?
If he painted you, you are going to meet him.
- You're right.
Forget what Elliot said.
- I'm sorry, Elliot?
Mom, I have been here losing my mind
worrying about you, and you stopped to tell Elliot first?
- No! No, not... on purpose, okay?
He was there, and I was excited, and then I just...
God, honestly, I shouldn't have told him anything.
- When are we going back?
Mom. I want to be there when you meet him, okay?
Let me at least try? Maybe the pond ripping us apart
was just a one-time thing. - Ali...
even if the pond would let you go...
I won't.
I'm sorry, sweetheart, but it is way too dangerous.
- Fine.
I'll let you get some sleep.
(sighs)
(insects chirping)
- Uh, I know I had a lot on my mind last night,
but when did I miss you getting a horse?
- I found him wandering out in the field all alone.
- Hi. - So I took him in.
I'm sure someone is gonna come for him soon enough.
- Oh God, he's beautiful. - Yeah.
- Um...
I... I should get going.
- Okay. - Yeah.
- My good boy.
Beautiful, handsome horse, aren't you?
What is it, Katherine?
- Nothing, you just... you look happy.
- Yeah.
Wonder what your name is.
You look like a... Stormy to me. (car starting)
I think I'll call you that, if that's okay.
Until I find your owner.
Good thing we... kept this paddock.
Rip it down. Free up the space.
You haven't had horses since when?
Before you were born. - No, I am saving up
to buy you one. - I don't need a horse.
We need to be practical, Colton Landry.
- Come on. I promised you the world, Delly.
That's gotta include one measly horse.
- You've given me plenty.
(scoffs)
We can't have two dreamers in this family.
- Come here.
- Hey! Morning!
I...
come baring gifts.
Who's your friend?
- Well, looks like he's my new man.
It's like someone died.
- Well, people wanted to show you they cared
in your time of need, Del.
- But I'm not in need, it's all a misunderstanding.
- Which you could've explained if you'd answered your phone.
You know it's impossible to stop the meal train
once it gets going. - I was just... trying to help.
- Look, I appreciate you two wanting to help,
and apparently the whole town,
but this is something I have to figure out on my own.
- This is still warm.
I don't know what you're so upset about. It's free food.
- In the meantime, find some place to donate this.
And you, find something to occupy your time
rather than worrying about me.
I think that a summer job would be very rewarding.
Now, shoo.
- Man, those are good.
That Nancy knows how to make a lasagna or what?
- Oh God.
(soft music)
(gasps)
- Oh!
- Hi. - Hi.
- Hi. Sorry, I didn't know whether to knock or just...
walk in, and... clearly I made the wrong choice.
- Um, can I... can I help you with something?
- I think the real question is, can I help you with something?
I was the youngest elected editor
for my school's online paper. Not to brag.
And it would be a dream come true to experience
print media first-hand, before it's dead.
(chuckles)
- So... are you looking for an internship?
- I'll do anything. You don't even have to pay me.
I know you're a one-woman operation on a budget.
- You've done your research.
- Casey... Goodwin.
- Goodwin? Oh, so you're Evelyn's granddaughter.
- Yep. Grandchild, actually. They/them.
- Ah. - I'm here for the summer
while my dad deals with her... estate.
- Well, um... I could... really use some help
going through the... extremely generous donations
that Evelyn made to the town archives.
Would that be weird for you? - I, um...
I didn't know her that well. - Oh. I'm sorry.
- It happens. Families ripped apart.
- Yeah.
- But maybe working here
is my chance to get to know my family in... a new way.
- Hmm.
- Please?
- Welcome aboard, Casey.
- Thank you. (chuckling)
- Um... Oh. (phone ringing)
I have to take that call. Would you start with
some of the boxes in the back?
- Okay. - Thanks.
Hey, uh, Don.
Yeah, thank you for calling me back. I, um...
I wanted to see if I could hire you
for an age progression rendering?
No, it's not a story, it's, um... it's personal.
Yeah, you remember my... my brother, right? Jacob?
Great, I will send the photos over now.
Okay, awesome, thank you.
(sighs)
- Elliot.
I can't keep track of the rules anymore.
Now you're talking to Mom about time travel, but not me?
- I never made a pact with your mom.
- What? You yelling at me at Lingermore
to leave you alone is not a pact.
- Never mind.
I shouldn't have jumped down your throat like that,
I apologize.
Turns out I'm not great at setting boundaries.
- Unlike the pond, that is totally done with me now.
I'm just like... waiting here,
whil Mom's off doing this amazing thing.
So... how did you do it?
The waiting?
The time travel guru thing?
- When you care about the time traveler,
you find a way to be there for them.
Or you try to.
Even when they hurl constant demands at you
and never say thank you. - Right.
Thank you... for the advice.
- Always said I'd do anything for a Landry, right?
(soft music)
- Alright, Mom. Your summer intern
is here and reporting for duty.
- I... didn't realize Kat needed more than one intern.
But, uh... great. Grab a load.
- Uh, sorry, who are you?
- Casey Goodwin? And you're Alice.
Kat's told me about you. - Oh, and... where is my mom?
- Ducked out for a story.
Something about an emergency vote
to place a new bench on Main Street.
Just another day on the Port Haven Beat, right?
- Yeah.
- So, I guess we'll be spending
a lot of time together here, then?
- Oh, no. I-I just...
I didn't realize that my mom
had already filled the position, so...
- I kind of begged her.
Anything to get away from my dad for the summer.
Sucks being the new kid in town, though.
Not knowing anyone my age.
But... you know what that's like.
- Yeah, uh... I should get going.
- Oh, okay. Um, see you around, Alice.
(indistinct chatter)
- Um... - Hi!
- Hi. Turns out I'm not as busy
as I thought I would be,
so if you're still hiring...
- Then we're both in luck.
Welcome to the best summer job in Port Haven.
Come on.
(ambient folk music)
(fingers snapping) - Sorry, just a sec.
Um... There you go.
Oh my gosh.
Sorry, uh... I'll get you a napkin.
- Might need... more than one.
- Yeah, yeah. Just a sec.
Hey. So I have four iced matchas,
two soy, one with vanilla-- - Which one's decaf?
And that should be oat, not soy.
- Uh, yeah. I will fix those right away.
- Here are some fresh scones on the house.
And here you go.
- I'm so sorry. I am so bad at this.
- No sweat. It's your first day.
- I can't believe I just spilled coffee on Noah Leblanc.
The most popular guy in school? - Well, he's graduated now,
so I don't think he holds that honor anymore.
Chin up. You'll get the hang of this, don't worry.
In the meantime, I was thinking about doing a weekly
open mic night? Staff performances
very much welcomed. What do you think?
- Sounds good. - Okay. Well, why don't you
take a break from serving and go catch your breath
out on the patio? It's a gorgeous day.
- Okay. - Do me a favor
and scrape the gum off the bottoms of the tables
while you're out there, huh? - Yeah.
(groans softly)
(mysterious music)
- Hey there.
How you doing, boy? Aren't you lovely?
Let's get to know each other, huh?
Yeah?
There we go. Good boy. (clicks tongue)
Moving on out. Move on out. (kisses lips)
Move out. There you go.
(kisses lips)
Good boy!
(dinging) - Sorry, just... just a second.
- Hey, I think my order is wrong?
- Um, yeah, sorry. - Alice.
Hey, I didn't know you worked here. Small world.
- Small town.
- Surely you'd know your mom's coffee order.
- Yeah, triple americano with a splash of oat milk.
(bell ringing) Yeah, yeah. Uh, really sorry.
Uh... Okay. - Should I just come back later?
I'm sure your mom wouldn't mind. - No, that's fine.
That's fine. that's fine. - Excuse me!
- At least let me help you with that.
- It's fine. (steam hisses)
Ugh... - Hey!
(woman gasps)
- I'm so sorry. - I'm good.
- Can I get you a napkin, or... - I'm good. It's fine. Thanks.
- Well, it could've been worse.
At least it wasn't, um... chili.
- Uh, yeah... I-I guess.
- Well, I'll be sure to wear a rain coat tomorrow.
Just, you know, in case.
(soft music)
- How many times must we go on the same boring field trip
and listen to the same cheesy ghost story?
"A tortured soul has haunted Lighthouse Point
for hundreds of years,
waiting to avenge his execution".
- "At night, you can still hear the clinking of his chains,
as not even death..."
(both): "...could set this criminal free!"
(laughing)
- Speaking of same old, same old.
Uh, PB and J again, El?
Does Vic know you eat like this when he's away?
- Yeah, I'm a creature of habit. I know what I like.
- Come over for dinner tonight.
Please? My mom needs to actually watch you eat a vegetable.
- I was just over this morning. - So?
Come on. You're part of the family
whether you want to be or not, El.
(chuckling)
- Elliot?
So we both know why I'm here.
What's your excuse?
- Because... I knew you'd come.
- All those years of field trips.
(chuckles lightly)
Never really knowing the true significance.
Jacob built that.
Which is proof that he lived.
But it's also proof that he grew up.
And I missed it all.
- Listen.
What I should've said before was that yes,
Jacob's not a kid anymore,
but he will always be your little brother, Kat.
- And I'll always be the sister that let him down. Lost him.
- No, don't do that to yourself.
You were the best sister.
You know how I know that?
Because I was there for it all.
I saw it.
I felt it.
Because you always treated me like I was part of your family.
If anything, I resented it, because I wanted you to...
look at me different.
- Where is this coming from?
- I never should've said what I did about Colton's death.
I'm sorry. You didn't deserve that.
I was...
hurting and...
I thought I could run away from it all.
But the pain was just waiting for me when I got back.
And I need to say to you,
and to Del, and to Alice,
what I never got to say to Colton or Jake.
You're the family I never had.
- While...
we're apologizing...
I'm sorry.
I'm sorry for earlier.
I just... I know you wanna be done with the past.
But... but I can't be.
Not until I bring Jacob home.
- I know.
- But I also cannot lose you.
Not again.
So maybe we just set some boundaries, okay?
No more... time travel talk.
And I promise you
that I will do whatever it takes to make this work.
So...
Friends... again?
- Of course.
Always.
- I'm sorry you had a rough first day.
I still think that the job is good for you.
Even if it's not the magic summer you hoped for.
- I'm still glad I'm here.
And I'm really, really glad that we're not losing the farm.
- When I was your age,
my father got into financial trouble,
and we lost everything.
Including my horse, Lightning.
I made a promise to myself
that that would never happen to me.
I've always been a practical person.
And I know the practical thing
to do with this lease situation is...
to let go of the land.
But Colton had such big dreams for the farm.
A legacy to leave for the next generation.
I don't know if I have the heart to let go of that dream.
- Speaking as the next generation,
I think you should follow your heart.
- Seems I remember you didn't want to be a farmer.
(Alice chuckles)
- I'll never live that down, will I?
- Hey, boy.
I've got kind of a crazy idea.
Do you think you can trust me? Hmm?
(soft music)
Easy.
Hang on.
(inspiring music)
- Since when did you become a horse whisperer?
- I'm a little rusty, but I...
thought I would give it a shot.
- Hi.
- It's been a while. (Kat chuckles)
(sighs)
I feel like a kid again.
You know, that sense of freedom and possibility.
- Yeah. - Some people, like your dad,
they... manage to keep that their whole lives.
Most of us lose it under the weight of the world.
- Well, we can't stay kids forever, can we?
- I don't know. Maybe if we...
dig deep enough, we can find the child within.
I know this isn't easy for you, being the one that's stuck here.
- Well, even if I can't be there with you,
I want to help you bring Jacob home.
- And I promise that you will be the first person
to know about anything.
Especially since I made a pact with Elliot
about not discussing time travel.
- Pact?
- But I, um...
I asked a colleague of mine for a favor.
An age progression on Jacob.
I mean, that way, I don't know, maybe I...
know who I'm looking for, you know?
Or at least accept the fact
that he is no longer an eight-year-old boy.
So I... I haven't been able to bring myself
to look at it just yet, and I just...
Could we do that together? - Yeah. Of course.
What do you think?
- Oh, my God.
It's still our Jacob.
- Well, well. Look who it is.
I'd hope I'd run into you soon,
and here we are.
- Well, I wouldn't exactly call it running into me,
I mean, this is my barn. (chuckles)
Did you... come for your wrench?
- No, no, I just thought it was about time
I met my neighbors. I'm Sam Bishop.
I bought Hank's farm next door.
Which I suppose would make you Delilah Landry.
- It does.
(chuckles)
- Well, this is a bit awkward, isn't it?
- Why? Cause you're the guy who won't keep up
the lease on my land? - No.
Because it appears you've stolen my horse.
- Oh...
(sighs)
(glass shatters) - Oh God.
(mysterious music)
It's the pond.
- Alice.
Look, it's been a really long day.
What can I do for you?
- We haven't made a pact.
- I'm sorry? - Before.
You said that we made a pact not to talk
about my travels anymore, but...
I think I would remember that conversation.
Unless it hasn't happened yet.... for me.
So...
I must've made some kind of pact with you in the past,
which means that I keep going back.
But Mom says that she never saw me again,
so what does the pond want me to do?
- I couldn't tell you that even if I wanted to.
But if I can offer you a piece of advice, Alice,
don't be in a hurry to jump back in.
- But why?
- You can never go back to the way things were.
People... grow up.
And everything you knew about those kids
we once were...
is going to change.
(mysterious music)
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