(Elliot): Previously on The Way Home.
- Promise me that not everything has to change?
- See ya, Old School.
- Come on boy!
(Del): I was foolish.
I pushed Stormy too hard. (thudding)
(teary): Hi, Mom. - Jacob.
- What if Fern is in trouble? - What did Goodwin do to her?
- So, you think he's a bad guy too.
Tessa Cooper, you've known her your entire life.
- What about Coop? - If she shows
her face around here, there'll be hell to pay.
(Kat): I just wish we knew when Tessa does come back.
If she does.
(sad music)
(brush rasping)
(Stormy exhales)
(saddle buckles jingle)
- Hey boy.
(clicks teeth)
(gentle orchestral music)
- Danny! It's good to see you.
- You too. Welcome home.
- I'm sorry. I wanted to come out here and see you sooner.
- Del needed you at home.
I'm glad she's on the mend, though.
- Getting better every day.
Hey um, I wanted to say...
no, to ask you,
are we good, you and I?
- You mean since...
- Since I left. Yeah, since all of that.
- Uh... yeah. I mean,
probably easier to just leave it all behind. Right?
- Well, I'd like that because I'm anxious
to get my hands dirty. Jump back into all of this.
- But does that mean you're staying?
- I'm, I'm not quite ready
to commit to anything just yet but...
so long as I'm here, I'd like to be helpful.
- Of course.
Yeah. Yeah, all good.
- Great.
I'll be seeing you then.
(grunts)
Thanks, Danny. Thanks a lot.
Hyah!
(tense music)
(papers shuffling)
(tense music continues)
(pen scratching)
- Okay, so these are the last two from the basement,
but if you need another, we can always do more shopping.
- No, Mom, we have enough. And we've over bought.
- Well, just consider it a bonus for changing
your travel plans.
I mean, driving to New York, as opposed to dropping you off
at the airport, means more stuff.
- Are you sure you're up for it?
It's like, a 12-hour drive. - Are you kidding me?
Yes! I mean, I- I can't wait for our road trip.
I want to spend as much time with you as possible
before we say goodbye.
And if that means being trapped in my highly overpacked car,
then so be it.
All right, let's get started. Shall we?
Oh, hey, you haven't heard from Elliot
about tonight's dinner, have you?
- No.
- Try him again.
(phone ringing)
(tense music)
(photocopier clunking)
(tense music continues)
(Kat): Dessert?
- Uh, no. No thanks.
- Hey, are you okay?
- Yeah. Just bad sleep last night.
In fact, I think I'm gonna call it a night.
Lovely dinner, Del. Thanks.
- Oh, you're welcome.
- Okay. Well, call me later? - Yeah.
- How about you?
- Um, actually, I should go pack. May I be excused?
- Yeah, yeah.
- Um, Jacob, you must have left early this morning.
I didn't know where you were.
- Oh, I was just giving Stormy some exercise.
Seems totally back to normal.
- Oh, so it's just me he has a problem with.
- Oh, he'll be fine.
Happy to ride him while I'm here.
- Right.
While you're here.
- Okay, what's going on with you and Mom?
Everything was fine when you first got here
and now it's all weird.
- She's the one being weird.
- Oh my God. Just...
talk to her. Okay? Don't let things slide.
- Speaking of letting things slide, remind me again
why you let those threatening letters drop?
Aren't you supposed to be some sort of hot-shot
investigative journalist?
- Okay, excuse me,
she's the one who wanted to let them drop.
And besides, they... they stopped when you left.
- Well, let's see if they start up again if I stay.
- What is with all of this "if I stay" talk?
(fork clanging)
Hey, have I told you how much I missed you?
- Might've mentioned it.
(glasses clink)
- It'll be hard to even look in this room without you in it.
It's natural for you to be a little scared.
- I'm not scared, it's just...
...I don't know. I'm sure it'll be okay.
And it's already a bit easier with Jacob home, right?
Even if Mom does move in with Elliot,
you'll still have him here.
- For however long that lasts.
He doesn't have a great track record.
- Grandma, my last trip to 1979,
is it okay if we talk about that before I go?
- Wasn't the best of times.
- I know.
Losing what you lost,
I just needed to tell you that I'm sorry.
I felt how deep your grief was, and I saw it.
This past year when we didn't know where Jacob was,
after everything that you'd already gone through, I...
I don't know how you handled it all.
- I didn't handle it that well, but thank you.
But please Alice,
don't take all my experience as your own. I can deal with it.
You don't have to.
You... sweetheart, you are an old soul.
And I'm gonna miss you desperately.
Oh.
(tender music)
Oh.
(phone chimes)
(grasses rustling in wind)
(strained music)
- You and I are gonna get to know each other again,
right boy?
(Stormy snorts)
(neighs)
Easy boy.
Okay, we'll take our time.
(breathing heavily)
Oh.
(Alice): Here you go.
- So, you're all packed up? - Just about.
I wish we had more time together before I had to leave.
- Perhaps I'll come visit.
Thomas actually spoke a lot about New York.
I'd be curious to see it for myself.
- I think it's changed a bit since then.
- Right.
- Hey, ready for our adventure?
- Yeah. Yep, my shift is done and I've got my clues ready.
- Jacob. Hey. Hi.
How... how are ya?
- Uh, Max is leaving for university tomorrow
in Toronto.
- Uh, that's a great city.
- Right, yeah. Yeah, you did the whole uh, after--
- After- after all of that.
- Max and I are about to do a last day together
scavenger hunt, sort of thing.
- Yes. Uh, it's a great way to say goodbye
before uh, you know, our lives change forever.
- Huh. Sounds fun.
- Fun's my middle name!
So is my dad's, by the way.
Uh, also "fair" and "forgiving" as well.
- Excuse me. - Ah, man.
- Max, seriously?
- I'm just trying to let him know that we're cool.
- In the least cool way possible.
(exhales)
(curious music)
- Oh, hey. Watch it! - Sorry.
It's you.
- And it's you.
- You uh... you remember me?
(exhales)
- I do...
Old School.
- It's Jacob.
- Abby.
It's nice to meet you, here.
Also, how are you here?
- Well, I'm from there.
That- that is, my family is from here.
- Same. Yeah.
It's unbelievable.
- That's the perfect word for this.
(tender music)
So um...
I'm not sure about an espresso martini,
but can I buy you a coffee?
- I'd like that.
- "What has four legs but attracts only two?
One other will join and ruin the view?"
This rhymes. You never said our clues have to rhyme.
Mine definitely don't. I'll look like a total hack.
- Oh, just relax and figure out my clue.
- Nothing to figure out.
I had it in the first rhyming couplet.
Your clue leads to this table, where we first met.
- When you crashed my first date with Noah.
- Oh, and I ruined your view of the fritter franchise king.
(laughs)
And also, you made up some fake sibling for me that night.
The reason for which still evades me.
But uh,
we've come a long way since then. Haven't we?
- There was nowhere to go but up.
(bell on door jingles) (Jacob): After you.
- Max?
(Max): Hey! Oh!
When did you get into town?
Uh, Alice, this is my real sibling,
my older sister, Abigail. Big marketing guru from Toronto,
here to launch my dad's questionable vineyard.
Uh, Dad said we'd miss each other.
- Yeah, I... I don't know.
Something told me to get here a little bit earlier and...
I'm glad I did.
- You know Jacob Landry?
- Hi. - Landry?
- You know, the uh,
guy that tried to burn down Dad's vineyard?
- Um, we should really be going.
- Oh, uh, but it's- it's all good now. We're past it, right?
Okay, okay. All right.
- You're a Landry.
"That" Landry.
- You're his daughter.
Goodwin.
(scoffs)
I should actually be going too.
(sighs)
(knock at door)
(Kat): Elliot?
Are you there?
(knocking)
Elliot?
Hey, I didn't have my key.
Why did you lock the door? Oh!
- Hi.
- Well, hi yourself.
(Kat exhales)
- You all right? - Oh!
I'm driving my daughter to college
in two days, so no. Not really.
Are you?
You seemed a bit distant last night at dinner.
Like, are we good?
Or are you having second thoughts about me
moving in when I get back?
- Absolutely not. I can't wait to be together here.
You and me and all your clothes. Everywhere.
- You say that now (chuckles)
but I mean, El, you always keep things so pristine.
(newspaper crinkles)
Hey, is... isn't this from the archives?
- I wanted to read one of Fern's columns.
I was curious about her after everything you told me.
- But when you were you at my office?
- Oh, I left a sweater there the other day,
so I went to get it.
I thought you'd be there, but you weren't.
- Hmm. - Just started browsing.
- Wait, this... this poster.
Gosh, it was everywhere in 1925.
"Futura: Fortune Teller."
- We have a fortune teller on hand,
should you wish to partake.
(Elliot): Wait, let me see?
(intriguing music)
The tarot cards, I know them.
- These are from Evelyn's deck.
(Elliot): The Empress and the Knight.
(Tessa): How about I read your palm?
I've gotten so into it.
- My mom told Evelyn she was
studying fortune-telling.
Do you think... this fortune teller is--
- Is the same one from Grayson's party.
She was there, Futura!
- Contessa Futura!
Tessa!
I think...
I think this is my mom.
- El, I could have met her on my first visit.
- The dates. Kat,
when did you say you and Nick landed your last trip?
- The circus arrives the day after the one we just left.
Wait, the Augie Boys.
- They said they'd go after Tessa the minute
she returned to town.
I think that minute is now.
(suspenseful music)
Before we do this,
whatever happens next, don't worry about me, all right?
Just take care of yourself.
And know that I love you. Forever.
- Hey, uh-uh. We're gonna save your mom, El.
Okay? We're gonna get there in time and I promise you,
we're gonna bring her home safe. Okay? Together.
(suspenseful music swells)
(splash)
- "A place by the water where the board is never boring."
- Lame, I know.
Maybe I made the clues too easy.
- No, I love this spot.
It's where we'd always come when I couldn't handle any more
of your ridiculously intense studying techniques.
- To play ridiculously intense games of chess.
- Yeah, you definitely have a brand.
- And you definitely have something too.
- "For Alice, who loved this game.
From Max, who always won. Checkmate."
Hey, I won games. - One. One game.
Plus, you cheated. - Hmm.
- Which will now be known for immemorial.
(half laugh) This is our table now.
Forever.
(tender music)
(Del): Let's give it another go.
Can't fix everything.
But maybe I can fix you.
At least I can try.
Hmm.
(Stormy snorts then neighs)
Okay boy. Now you know I won't bite.
All right, nice and easy.
Okay. Good boy, yeah.
All right, nice and easy.
All right, easy boy.
(snorting)
Easy.
Easy boy. Whoa! Whoa!
(wild neigh)
(sharp exhale)
(Stormy snorting)
(exhales deeply)
- Hey. - Oh.
- I saw what happened out there.
You gotta be careful, Mom.
- Oh, I was trying to get Stormy to join up.
Something that my riding coach taught me how to do
when I was a girl.
Obviously, I've lost my touch, at a lot of things.
I know why Stormy's acting the way he is.
He doesn't trust me.
I tried to force him into the woods without thinking about
his feelings or his fears.
- Mom, m-maybe I can help you with him?
- I don't want you to work with him!
What if he starts to trust you? Starts to love you?
And then you up and leave?
(exhales)
It'll make him lose his trust all over again.
- "Place to sleep, perchance to dream,
or memorize facts till I wanna scream?"
Too easy, the infamous barn loft.
We spent many an hour studying up here, didn't we?
- Yeah, we did.
You realize you're the reason that I got into college?
And the reason that I made it through senior year period.
- I do, but still, it's nice to hear it said out loud.
And you're the reason I got over myself.
Became a team player, as much as it pained me.
Also you got yourself into that school.
Can't teach that kind of talent.
- Thank you.
(tender music)
- Onward. Here's the next clue.
(chuckles)
(upbeat circus music)
(music turns dark briefly)
(exhales) (Elliot): Kat?
- I've done this before, El. Trying to save somebody here.
- Hey, we brought Jacob home.
Now we'll do the same thing for my mom.
(distant cheering) - Yeah.
- Let's go.
(unsettling music continues)
(announcer): Step right up. Give it a try.
Three balls for a nickel!
Last chance to place your bets.
(slot machine arm clacks)
(flame whooshes)
(exhales)
- What are we looking for?
- Blue tent with gold stars.
(indistinct chatter)
(curious music)
- Uh, I think I left my phone in the loft.
- KC, why are you here?
- Because the pond takes you where you need to go?
Look, the pond brought me here, and I don't know why.
And I just tried to go home but it wouldn't let me.
So, maybe it's something to do with you?
You're leaving soon, right?
- That's the plan but...
I just wish you could tell me how it all turns out.
I'm literally going to my dream school so,
why do I feel this...
dread.
Can you just tell me what happens with me and Max?
- Are we seriously going there again?
- No, no. This is not about whether
he's your dad and I'm your mom.
I am over all of that.
But are Max and I still gonna be friends?
Do we just completely change
and fully lose touch with each other?
- Alice, I can't tell you what to do, or what will happen.
But the fact that you're even asking means that
there's a good chance you'll get what you want, right?
- I don't know what to do.
- You have to follow your gut. I promise, if you do that,
you won't have any regrets.
All right, maybe that'll do it.
I need to go try the pond again so...
(exhales)
- That's it.
She's here. I know it. It's your mom.
Are you ready?
(exhales)
(suspenseful music)
(grunts)
- Sorry, wrong tent!
Kat, the tents, they're all the same.
She could be in any of them.
- Okay, so we just keep looking, all right?
And sooner or later...
(ominous music)
Go.
- Wait, is that...
- Grayson Goodwin with Percy and Little Moe.
Yes, your charming ancestors.
- They're the ones? - Who tried to kill me? Yeah.
- Kat, you didn't say their names.
Little Moe, that- that's short for Morris.
- Right. Okay, so?
- So, that's my great-grandfather.
We have to follow them. - We need to find your mom.
- I'd rather keep my eyes on the guys trying to kill
you both than go blindly searching for Tessa alone.
They could get to her first.
- Okay, so we follow them, they lead us to your mom.
Then what?
- Then I distract them.
Somehow. Stick with me, baby.
- What is with you guys in the twenties?
I mean, you all turn right into wannabe gangsters.
(startling beat)
Red cloak! Elliot!
Sorry!
Wait! Wait, please stop!
Tessa?
(hisses)
Uh, oh so sorry. Oh, wow. Nice snake. Uh, sorry.
Elliot?
Elliot, where are you?
(unsettling circus music)
Elliot!
- Kat!
(startling beat) - You were following us.
- Well, if you wanted to get to know us so well,
you could have just said so.
(grunting)
- Elliot?
Elliot!!
(crowd): Fight! Fight!
- Come on. Let's settle this.
- Hit 'em. - Stick 'em up.
- Oh my God, Elliot!
- I- I don't wanna do this, Morris.
Hurting you would be like, well, it would be like hurting me.
- Elliot, behind you!
(grunting) - You?
You're supposed to be a goner.
- Yeah, I get that a lot.
- Ah! - Hey!
(thudding blow)
(crowd gasps)
(woozy groan)
- Oh my God! I did that. I'm so sorry!
- All right, all right. Break it up. Break it up.
Percy, stay where you are.
- Cliff. So good to see you.
- Yeah. Well, I think we can take it from here.
(groans)
Nice work, fella.
- Thanks, old sport.
- Are those my clothes?
- Let's go, doll.
(half laugh)
- Well, boys, you know how this goes.
Back to the slammer again.
(chuckles)
- Did you see me clock my own great-grandfather?
I mean, he had it coming, but still.
- Look.
It's Fern. Come on.
(hammer strikes lever)
- Ah! Just a warmup, dear. Just a warmup.
- I believe you.
- Fern.
- Kitty Kat. You're here.
Another fine-on-the-eyes future Landry, no less.
- Uh no, Elliot's an Augustine.
- It's incredible to meet you.
- Mutual, I'm sure.
Why are you here? - You know why.
I'm trying to save your beloved Auntie Coop.
I mean, she's Contessa Futura, the fortune teller. Isn't she?
- You don't know everything, Kitty Kat.
There's much more at play here.
You need to just go on home to your time, dear.
You and your Augustine.
- No, no, no, we are not going anywhere.
Cliff just arrested the Augie boys.
We can find Tessa before they do.
Her life is in danger. Don't you understand that?
(hesitates) - Aha!
Well, good afternoon, "Just Kat".
Aren't you a sight for sore eyes.
Enjoying the circus? Isn't it something?
Hey, you know, you and your fine fellow here
should let your hair down and go explore.
It's... it really is something, all the people.
And you know, it got me thinking, darling.
Port Haven should have its own circus. Or- or fair.
We should do it in the fall.
We could keep all those summer tourists around
a little longer, huh?
- Ooh, I love it, Gray!
A fall festival! (giggles)
- That's exactly what we should call it.
- Hmm. - Perfect!
Inspector! Inspector, come join the fun.
Little friendly competition?
Step right up and test your strength.
- Surely Mr. Kane is too swamped with a shindig like this, Gray!
- Oh, I'm busy.
Not so busy that I can't beat your betrothed.
- Oh, well.
(half laugh)
- Fern, I am begging you,
if you know anything about where Tessa is...
- The only thing I know is those Augie Boys probably
aren't headed for the slammer.
- What?
(bell dings)
- Oh!
(applause) - Thank you.
(clears throat)
Hey sonny, get over here.
- Huh?
- It's your lucky day.
- Mom! Mama, look!
- That was so sweet of you.
- I concede defeat. You beat me fair and square.
(laughing): Well done.
(chuckles) - Fair and square,
that doesn't sound like you, Mr. Goodwin.
- Cliff, you arrested the Augie Boys, right?
They're going to jail?
- Oh, I arrested them, but just because I won
the battle doesn't mean I could win the war, does it?
- Oh, I mean, the boys are troublesome,
but they're harmless. Honestly. I've known them all my life.
They're like family to me and I... I take care of my own.
That could include you,
Inspector, if you play your cards right.
- Hold on, you let them go?
They're out there somewhere, right now?
- Money talks so guilty men walk.
Welcome to Port Haven.
- Oh God. What if we're too late?
- No, we're not. We can't be.
(announcer): Come one come all for Contessa Futura!
Step right up to the big top, folks!
(tense music)
(gentle trotting)
(snorts)
(Del): Okay, let's try this again.
(kissing)
(neighs) There you go.
(intriguing music)
(gentle trotting)
(Del): Whoa! (kissing)
Yeah that-a-boy.
There you go. Good boy. You can trust me.
Hup. Here you go. Here you go.
Come on, here you go.
Come on boy, don't you leave me too.
(tender music)
Good boy.
Ha, ha, good boy!
(tender music swells)
(deep exhale)
(hoof steps approach)
Oh, good boy.
Yeah, you can trust me.
Good boy. Good boy. (laughs happily)
(teary exhale)
(gentle mysterious music)
(adult Tessa): I have seen
the future! (smoke blasts)
(gasps)
(audience claps)
Welcome to the world of what will be.
The world of your destiny.
The world of the Contessa Futura.
(applause)
Oh, you are too kind. Too kind.
For though you may regard me as a leader,
I am but a mere student.
You are my teacher, dear audience,
telling me your stories with the palm of your hands.
- Want mine? - You see, the palm reveals
your innermost self.
Your deepest secrets.
It is a roadmap that leads to your future.
So, who amongst you is brave enough to have me reveal
their destiny? Hmm?
- No. - Gray...
- No! - Ah! Yes, we have a volunteer.
Young lady in the red coat, come join me.
Please, don't be afraid.
No, don't be shy.
Come on! Come. I don't bite.
Ah, I just want to know the truth of who you are.
The palms never lie.
- Look, Contessa, I need you to come with me now.
It's dangerous.
- Yes, I see much danger in your life.
My, you have weathered many storms.
- No, you are the one in danger. I have come here
to save you. So, please...
- This is quite a unique palm.
Yes, it has had much hardship and loss,
and many forks in the road.
You will visit many lands, and yet, remain in one place.
How curious. - Because I'm like you.
I know the future. I'm from there,
so we need to leave now, Tessa.
(whispering): Who are you? What are you doing?
- I've come to take you home.
- Find me backstage.
(loudly): Ha, ha, no.
This young woman does not want to hear my predictions.
Fear is a monstrous beast, gentle audience.
Oh, no. No, your doubt has made the Contessa weary.
I- I can no longer perform.
(smoke blasts) (audience gasps)
- Kat!
- Come!
We've lost her.
- To the Augie Boys.
- I don't know what to do next, El. Or where to look.
I mean, maybe the stills?
The boys could've taken her there?
- They didn't have to take her far
to do what they came here to do.
(Cliff): Strange the show got cut so short.
- Yes. - Yeah.
- Well, that's a performer for you. We're all fluff and fancy.
- Ha, ha. While the rest of us are all chained to reality, huh?
Speaking of, business calls, my dear.
Inspector, I suppose you've got to get back
to your beat as well. - Mm-hmm.
- I would appreciate it if you could uh, include Fern
on your circus patrols. - Come again?
- What do you say you keep an eye on this gal
for me while I'm gone, huh? Make sure she
doesn't get into any trouble. - Oh.
- How can trouble get into more trouble?
(laughing): Perfect.
Darling. Thank you. - Darling.
- Uh...
- I hope I won't be in your way, Inspector.
- I think I can handle the distraction.
- Come on.
Kat, we have to go.
- Wait! A distraction!
- The Cove's where all the big deals went down.
American ships would moor offshore.
Thugs would row out in the middle of the night
during some big local distraction.
- You don't know everything, Kitty Kat.
There's much more at play here.
- The circus is a distraction! Fern is a distraction!
The Augie Boys have a shipment going out.
That's where we're gonna find them, El. And Tessa.
They're at The Cove!
- I love that we're here.
It's the perfect place to finish things up.
But I still don't understand this clue.
"A place more special than the rest.
The place I had my greatest thought."
It's not exactly how I would describe your decision
to run into the ocean fully clothed at our grad party.
- It's totally understandable
why you don't know why this place is so special.
You weren't here when it happened.
I was standing right here on this beach
when I realized how much I was gonna miss you.
(tender music)
- I'm gonna miss you too.
I don't want this to end.
I've been trying to face my next step:
leaving Port Haven, leaving Landry Farm. Just...
leaving. Period.
What if I can't...
- You can.
(gull caws)
(crickets chirping)
- Hey. Good boy.
Thanks for doing that for Mom.
(distant clattering)
(light clicks on)
- It was dark. I tripped over this trunk thing.
- What's going on?
- I'm kind of stuck sleeping here until the pond
lets me back in. Is that okay?
- It's... it's fine. Sure.
It's just uh, who are you?
You seem to know so much about us, KC,
and I really don't know who you are,
other than a Goodwin. (car approaching)
(car door shuts)
(Abby): Jacob?
- What does a name matter in the end, really?
It's about the person, right?
- So, you're not a Goodwin?
(Abby): I know you're up there, Jacob! I saw you in the light.
I think we should talk. Right?
- I'd like that.
- Good. That's... good. So?
- Right. Well, okay. Um...
Fate isn't something I wanted to believe in.
You know, things happening for a bigger reason,
it's been hard for me to accept.
But from the first time that I saw you,
seeing you now, here, of all places, I...
I can't think of any other explanation.
So, I guess what I'm trying to say is,
if it was fate that brought me to this moment...
I believe now.
- Well, I don't believe in fate.
But... I do believe in signs.
And I can't think of a bigger one than this.
So, what are we gonna do about it?
- Well, we'd be fools not to do anything. This sort of thing,
it doesn't happen all the time. At least not for me.
- Not for me either.
But a Landry and a Goodwin...
- So, what's in a name?
(chuckles)
(tense music)
(Elliot): There she is. They've got her.
(Kat): I bet Grayson will be here any second,
if he isn't already.
(Percy): Crates are coming, boys! Boat's on the way.
(adult Tessa): I can walk myself.
- It's coming in now! Get her down here!
(adult Tessa): Get your paws off of me.
- Capone is gonna love you.
(door opens)
- Everything all right?
(exhales)
- Yes. Yes, very.
(sighs)
You know, I've spent my entire life trapped in time.
Literally. But when I came back from the 1800s,
I was in a sort of paralysis.
Unable to... to grow, to move on.
I thought it was being here. That's why I left.
But then it happened in Toronto as well. Just...
paralysis.
And I realized that my battle isn't without, it's within.
And to be honest with you, the battle is far
from being won. But I want to fight.
And I want to stay...
if you'll have me.
- Of course I will! You know that.
- I'm sorry.
Mom, I- I really am.
- I want you to live your life. Find someone to love.
Settle down. Maybe it happens here,
maybe it happens somewhere else.
But Jacob I...
I want to know.
Be part of your journey. Not separated.
- Understood.
You know, I did make the decision to come back
before I heard about your accident.
That uh, instinct to return.
I think it was a sign.
I'm starting to believe in signs.
(soft chuckle)
There's a lot more of them out there, believe me.
- All right, time to go, Alice Dhawan.
- Yeah, I guess.
I can't do it.
I- I'm not going.
- Not going where?
- To New York.
It doesn't feel right, so I- I can't do it.
I've made up my mind. - You're kidding?
No, that's crazy.
- No, it's not.
My gut is telling me that it's crazy to go,
so I'm... I'm listening to it.
- We were supposed to do this.
Go away, do the college thing,
so that we could live it apart, but together.
Is this about Noah?
- No! No, of course not.
- Why are you always so determined
to give up on yourself?
'Cause you're not gonna sing here.
You're not gonna write.
You're gonna waitress at The Point
and live your little life with your Fritter Franchise King
in your little, small town, and never leave!
And that's sad, Alice! It's a waste!
(crying)
Why don't you see that? God!
I'm so disappointed in you.
Alice, stop!
- I'm walking home.
- You can't walk home. I won't let you.
Alice, it's not safe. Please.
- We need Tessa, now!
- We've got her right here for you boys.
(Kat): El, they're taking her away!
Stop! - Kat! No!
(Kat): Don't take her!
(Elliot): You heard her! Stop right there!
- It's the cops! Raid!
- Get the hooch back in the tunnels!
- Take the booze! Come on! - Tessa.
My name is Kat. I'm from your time.
I can take you home. I'm here to save you.
- I don't need saving, honey!
- Boss! Boss! Capone's guys are leaving!
(grumbles) (Moe): No, no, no, wait!
- Boss?
(sputters) I don't understand, what is--
(gunshot cracks) (gasps)
- Look what you've done now.
- No! Don't shoot! Don't shoot! Mom, stop!
It's true! Tessa, I'm... I'm your son.
(tender music)
(thudding blow)
(Kat): Elliot!!
(theme music)
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