Good Witch (2015–…): Season 6, Episode 1 - The Anniversary - full transcript

- Previously on Good Witch.
- I think we just found

the Middleton treasure.
- Not the treasure I expected...

but fascinating!
- They went to a lot of trouble

to keep this thing hidden.
- Oh, my!

- An investor is interested
in buying my half of the truck.

- You're Lisa Gold!
- Setting the Gold standard

for food bloggers.
- You can't say it, it's OK.

- I'm thinking it in my head...
I think it's the curse!

- I think you might be right.
- Dottie Davenport.

- Homecoming still eats away
at you, doesn't it?

- I'm happy with who I am.
- I'm Cassie Nightingale.



- Sam Radford.
- Looks like you could use help.

- I've tried it about
a dozen times, it won't open.

- Maybe 13's the charm.
- You have the magic touch.

- This year's graduating class

of Middleton High School.

- I now pronounce you
husband and wife.

You may kiss the bride.
- Kind of weird,

having an empty nest.
New chapter in our lives,

we should start it right.
- I'm liking this.

- Yeah, I had a feeling.

(light music)

- Cassie, have you seen--
- Your blue tie?

You left it in the library.
- Ah! And, uh... what about--

- Your pager.
- Left it next to the tie?



- Kitchen counter.
- Thanks.

And you didn't happen to see--

- Your anniversary kiss?
Right here.

(romantic music)

- I was gonna say,
you didn't happen to see

where the last year went,
because I've lost track

of time being married to you,
but the kiss? A lot less cheesy.

- I like cheesy.
- Happy anniversary.

- Mmm. Same to you.

I made some French toast.

- You didn't just
make French toast.

- I may have gone
a bit overboard

but we're worth it.
- We're definitely worth it.

I thought we were going

to wait until the lake house
tonight to celebrate?

- I know, but I couldn't
wait that long

to give you your gift.

This first year's been amazing.

- Yes, it has.

- Go on, open it!

Since the first year is, uh...

the paper anniversary...

- "Maybe I'm Amazed"!
- The original handwritten

lyrics, signed
by Paul McCartney.

See the bottom corner?
- That's McCartney's signature?

- Thought you might like it.
- Thought I might love it,

which I do!

And I love you.

Is it OK if I wait until tonight
to give you your gift?

- Being together's
the only gift I need.

(sentimental music)

- Good morning, Martha.

- It certainly is!

I'm looking for a large bouquet,

something colourful,
something... how shall I say?

Grand, glorious, glowing!

- What's the occasion?
- Well, it's not really so much

of an occasion
as it is a statement.

- Well, you are
quite a statement-maker.

- So they say.

They also say that
the personality of your home

quite often matches
the personality of you,

in this case, moi.

- Well, you are a jet-setter

and an influencer.
- So true.

- These electric fuchsia
orchids should suit you

and your home perfectly.

- Ooh, they're stunning.

And it isn't just any home,

it's the historic home
of Roderick Davenport!

- Roderick Davenport.

(gasps)
- Forgive me.

I got so swept up,
I completely forgot

that Roderick is the reason
that you and Donovan are cursed.

- Why would a Davenport
live in Middleton?

- Well, he built it to share
with your relative, Patience.

They were supposed to live there
after they got married.

- But she ran off with William
Spry and Roderick cursed

any future Davenport-Merriwick
relationship.

Why would you buy that house?

- Next to Grey House,
it's the oldest in Middleton

and befitting a return to glory

as the new mayor's mansion.

- Well, you can do it

without my flowers.
(sigh)

- Huh.

- Welcome to Grey House, Joy.
- Thank you.

- I think you'll
be comfortable in here.

- Wow, nice columns!

Early 19th century?

- 1815, good eye!
- Well, good taste.

Yeah, I rented a lot
of these houses,

this is solid craftsmanship.

- Is that what brings you
to Middleton?

- Well, my gut brings me
to Middleton.

There's a job here I want
and I plan on getting it.

- I admire your confidence.

Any job in particular?
- I don't want to jinx it.

- Oh? I wouldn't take you
for superstitious.

- What would you take me for?

- Curious.

- Clearly, I'm going
to have to work

on my game face.
- I think you're safe.

We're all a little bit curious.

- What gets your wheels turning?

- Pancakes. You hungry?

- You read my mind.
- I'll get a batch started.

Come down when you're ready.

(suspenseful music)

(theme music)

(music box playing)

- I'm having déja-vu.
- Well, while we all may have

listened to this lovely
tune together,

we did not all share in
the surprise twist at the end.

- A music box surprise twist?
- I'm guessing it's more

of a Middleton treasure
surprise twist.

- Spoiler alert,
remember the children's song,

"Pop Goes the Weasel"?
Well, this is more like,

pop goes the emerald.

(gasp)

Three hidden spaces

for three ginormous gems.

- Now, that definitely
qualifies as a twist.

This is about the same size
as the Heart of Middleton.

- Now you understand
why I asked you

to bring out that glorious ruby.

- This music box
would've been hidden

around the time William Spry
gave this ruby

to Patience Merriwick
to declare his love.

- Now, what do an emerald
and what looks

like a missing diamond have
to do with their story?

- That's for them to know
and us to find out.

- I gotta run.

My most important meeting
is about to start.

- Do you know what the best part
about Chinese food is?

- The person you share it with?

- True.

- But...

Fortune cookies.
You're not wrong.

- Is it wrong
to open them first?

- Isn't that bad luck?
- Don't start.

We've had enough of that.

- To good luck then!

What's wrong?

- Don't open yours.
I already know what it says.

- What does it say?

"Your heart will break but..."

- "...but you'll just
keep living day

after day after terrible day."

(Donovan sighs)

(folksy music)

- Wow. We are flying

through this bread.
- I know,

I just upped our weekly order
and it cost a fortune.

It might be time
to switch vendors.

- Mario's been my bread
guy for years.

- I found a bakery in Fairhaven:
same taste, half the price.

- And I'm betting half as good.

- Let me remind you,
they call me

the Gold standard of food
bloggers everywhere.

- Mm-hmm.
- While we're at it,

what if we changed
this four to a six?

- Changing our prices

could also change
our customers' minds

about being customers.

- The truck is a smash hit.
We need to seize the moment.

(deep breath)

- I've been in the restaurant
game a long time.

It's not about one moment,

it's about many moments.

- If we raise our profits,
we can launch a fleet.

Monte Cristos across the state.

- Well, you're ambitious.
I'll give you that.

- You gotta give me something.

(dry laugh)

(camera app clicking)

(suspenseful music)

- Getting some good shots?

- I... hope you don't mind?

- Of course I don't mind.
- You know,

Grey House is very unique.
It's elegant, yet cozy.

- Yeah, that's exactly
what I was going for.

- You did all this?
- It needed some work

when I moved in.
- I bet you got it for a steal.

- Actually, it's been
in my family for generations.

- The Nightingales?
- The Merriwicks.

We founded Middleton.

- Your roots run deep.

- Mm. And what about your roots?

- Well, my mom died
when I was 17

so I've been
on my own ever since.

- I'm sorry to hear that.
My parents died

in a car accident too,
I know how hard that can be.

- I never said
it was a car accident.

- You didn't.

My mistake.

- Actually, it's not a mistake.

- It would seem we have a few

things in common.
- Yeah, I guess so.

- Hm.

(mischievous music)

- Oh my.

(chuckling)
(gasp)

- Oh, I see you're making
yourself at home.

- Mr. Vandercleef.

Impeccable timing.
Picture, if you will,

a large antique mirror,
possibly with Baroque detail,

I'm still deciding.

I think it would look
quite stunning on that wall.

Accompanied by the elegance

of a rustic mahogany credenza,
facing due west

of course,
capturing the tranquility

of feng shui.
- Mrs. Tinsdale...

You're getting a little
ahead of yourself.

- Well, it's part of my charm.
You'll get used to it.

- I'm not sure you understand.

- Understand what?
- You're officially

in a bidding war.

(gasp)

- I want to be fair, so you both
have until 5 o'clock today

to sell me on why
I should sell you this house.

(groan)

(light music)

(swoosh)
(door chimes jingling)

- Hey, I know that smile...

(chuckling)

...texting Grace?
- She misses everyone.

- How's our college girl doing?

- She loves it.
- That's great.

- But you're not.
- That obvious, huh?

- Yup. Working with
the "Gold standard"

not feeling so golden?

- Lisa wants to change vendors

and raise prices...

I mean, she's a blogger.
She's never run a business.

- She's also your partner.

- I was kinda hoping
for more of a silent partner.

- Well, a duet can't be
in harmony

with just one voice.

- Well, maybe...
she needs to change her tune.

- Maybe... you need
to change your perspective.

- It's just that she wants

to do everything her way.

- Hm. That may not
be such a bad idea.

(pensive music)

- Thank you.
- [Dr. Avery to Obstetrics]

- I need your help
with something.

- A patient?
- A bracelet.

- For your anniversary?

Oh. Nice.

- As nice as handwritten lyrics
signed by Paul McCartney?

- Ooh, definitely not.
- You call that helpful?

- I call that truthful.
- I know...

I just needed a second opinion.
- It's Cassie.

She's gonna love anything
that comes from you.

- I don't want it to be just
anything. I want it to be--

- Better than Paul McCartney?

- Better than Paul McCartney.

(light upbeat music)

(door chimes jingling)

- What do you got there?

- Oh, a collection
of Victor Hugo novels

from an estate sale.
- "Les Misérables".

Sounds like my relationship
with Donovan.

- Oh no. What happened?
- Have you ever heard

of a misfortune cookie?
- Mm, can't say that I have.

"Your heart will break
but you just keep living

day after day
after terrible day."

Wow. Remind me not to eat
at that restaurant.

- Donovan and I got
the exact same

bad news over egg rolls.

- And you think it's
because of the curse?

- What else am I
supposed to think?

- Well, they print thousands
of the same fortunes.

You can't blame every stubbed
toe on the curse.

- You gotta admit,
Donovan and I have been stubbing

a lot of toes lately.

- Well, the road might be rocky,

but the key is to find joy
on the journey.

This doesn't belong in here.

- Why not? It's Victor Hugo.
- It's from the library.

And it's about...

20 years overdue.

- Now I don't feel
so bad, I've got one

that's only two months overdue.
- You should take it back today,

those fines can really add up.

(indistinct chatter)

- Hey!
- Coming right up.

- So... I've been thinking
about what you said.

- I... said a lot.
- We're partners...

your ideas are just
as important as mine.

- I couldn't agree more.

- Well, maybe you can also agree

that in a week
we will assess everything

and decide...

as partners, what's working
and what's not?

- Everything will be working...

but you've got a deal.

- I'll be right with you.

Eglantine rose.

They're a symbol of mystery.

I didn't mean to scare you.
- I don't scare that easy.

- Can I help you find something?
- Chocolate.

- A kindred spirit.
- Well, you wouldn't expect

to find one in
a small town like this.

- This isn't just
any small town.

- What do you recommend?

- Follow me.

This will melt in your mouth.

- Raspberry's not
really my thing.

- Good guess.

- Let's go with that.

I prefer hazelnut cream.

- My favourite too.

- Dr. Radford...

didn't Cassie love the bracelet?

- She hasn't seen it.

- Huh. Is there a problem?

- It needs to be bigger.
- Perhaps...

the matching earrings?
Sapphires.

- (sighing): Yeah. Even bigger.
- Hmm.

- I know just the thing...
a ruby pendant.

- I think she's good on rubies.

- OK, let's try this...

picture her opening the gift.

She loves it. What do you see?

(thoughtful music)

(sigh)

- Good question.

(whimsical music)

(gentle knocking)
- Oh, thank goodness...

Wait... why aren't I
seeing pizza?

- 'Cause I'm not
the pizza delivery person.

- Then who are you?
- I'm Joy Harper.

I'm the woman who's gonna
renovate your new house.

- Well...

I give you an "A"
for confidence,

and an "F" for timing.

- Somebody beat me to the job?

- Somebody may have beat me
to the house.

- But the article
on the Middleton website said

you already bought it?

- Yes, well...

reports of my purchase may have
been... greatly exaggerated.

Now, if you'll excuse me.

- There's no "E"
at the end of "decor".

(playful music)

- I beg your pardon?
- Well, your spelling

should be right, even if you're
going at this all wrong.

- And what exactly

do you think I'm "going at"?

- If you're in a bidding war,
you're writing a letter

to the owner of the house
explaining why

they should sell to you.
- That still doesn't explain

how you knew I'd written
the word "decor".

- Everybody writes
about the decor.

What you need to do is put
your passion on the page.

- You've piqued my interest.

- Which is exactly what you've
gotta do with that owner.

You want that house,
it's gotta come from the heart.

Tell them how you feel

when you walk through
the front door.

- I feel...

like I'm home. Ah!

- Now you've piqued my interest.

- Let me guess,
Cassie steered you here?

- Our matching fortunes
steered me here.

- To find a book
about a broken heart?

- Actually, yes.
- Too embarrassed to check it

out of the Blairsville library?
- Somebody beat me to it.

- What's the book?
- I did a search

on our matching fortunes and
Great Expectations popped up.

I figured I'd sneak a peek to
see if there's anything to it,

but it looks like
it's not here either.

- That's because
it's right here.

- You're kidding?
- It's overdue.

(mysterious music)

What?
- There's a...

crest stamped in here...

You're not gonna believe this.

(bright music)

- Who said we'd wouldn't use
the pasta maker?

- You did, when we got it
as a wedding gift.

See? Now we'll have homemade
pasta and red wine...

- What could be better for our
anniversary? How does this look?

- Flat.
- It's finally happened.

- What?
- You've adopted

my sense of humour.
- Wow. I was having a nice time

until you said that.
- Should I be insulted?

- Yes.
(chuckling)

- Alright. Let's make pasta.
- OK. It's linguine.

- What's the difference?

- Well, all linguine is pasta,
but not all pasta is linguine.

- I don't care. As long as I can
slap some sauce on it,

I'm happy.
- Mm-hmm. Ah!

Look at that!
Oh, now we're making pasta.

- It's linguine.
- Well, as long as I can slap

some sauce on it, I'm happy.

Look at that!

Oh... Nick's home.
(fantastical music)

- He is?
- He is.

- Hey!
- Happy anniversary.

- Thanks.
- Aw, thank you.

Nice to have you home.
- What are you doing home?

- I got a big project due in my
game design class

the peace and quiet.
- Dorms can be distracting, huh?

- Yeah.
- So can a girlfriend.

- What's her name?

- I didn't say Cassie was right.

Stella.

- How long have you
been together?

- Tuesday will be three months.

- But who's counting.

- You look happy.
- I'm really happy.

- I know the feeling.

- Well, this isn't good.

- Could you be more specific?
- I can.

This book is extremely overdue.

The fine will be exorbitant.
- Mother, please...

that's not funny.
- I beg to differ.

It's your father who's
not funny. I have a wonderful

sense of humour.
- Like mother, like son.

- I do so enjoy when
you come over, Abigail.

- We should do this
more often, Dotty.

- Can we get back to the family
crest? Why would it be stamped

inside that copy
of "Great Expectations"?

- Well, my best guess
is the book came

from Roderick Davenport's
private collection of novels.

Supposedly, he was
a voracious reader,

living all alone after
your relative broke his heart.

- Patience followed her heart

to William Spry.
- And poor Roderick

became a recluse in the house
he built to share with her.

His private library...

his only solace.

- Why would the fortune cookies
point us to his book collection?

- I'm sorry...

fortune cookies?
- It's a long story.

- That I think ends
in Roderick's house.

- You mean my house.
- I thought Martha bought

that house.
- So did she.

(suspenseful music)

- Elizabeth Merriwick.

- The Grey Lady.

That was her wedding silver.

Her portrait is
over the fireplace.

- The one whose eyes look like
they're watching you?

- They're watching all of us.

- So... um...

how did you wind up
with Cassie and Sam?

- Fate brought us together.

I'm not sure

if they picked me
or I picked them.

- Hopefully you picked well.

- Without a doubt. If you have

any more questions...

I'm always around.

- Thank you.

One Monte Cristo,
hot off the grill.

- OK. Let's see this thing.

Oh. That's not a good start.

- I know. The bread.

- It's definitely not Mario's.

- Yeah.
- I'm scared.

- Take my hand.

- Oh, wow...

Our Monte Cristo
is not our Monte Cristo.

- I wanted you to taste
for yourself.

- And I'm guessing
the customers aren't happy.

- Let's just say
I heard some strong opinions.

- We spent a lot of time
coming up with this sandwich.

- So why'd you let her
change it?

- Well, she's my partner.
I had to be open to her ideas.

- Look...

I may just be a guy
who helps out

on the truck from time to time.

- You're more than that.
- I would like to think so...

but as the truck's
biggest fan, I gotta say--

- I already know...
we have a problem.

- Yeah.
- Mm-hmm.

- "If you entrust
the property to my care,

"the house will be transformed

into a lovingly restored home."

Yes.
(slow clapping)

- You're quite the wordsmith.
- You're quite

the thorn in my side.

- You could make it easier
on yourself and concede.

- Worried Mr. Vandercleef
will choose me?

- I'm certain Vandercleef
will choose

the option with the most zeros.

- It's just always...

straight to the cheque book
for you, isn't it, Dotty?

- You should finish
your little letter, Martha...

you've got a deadline.

- Ugh!

(soft thud)

(fantastical music)

- Hey...

- I thought you
don't scare easily?

How'd your interview
with Martha go?

- She told you we met?

- Let's go with that.

I think your new guest
is playing with us.

- Hmm. I think maybe
you're playing with her?

- Six of one.

- Either way, you're enjoying
the game.

- Do you think
she's ever gonna tell us?

- When she's ready.

(nostalgic music)

- Joy?

Hello... you told me
to meet you at the house.

I'm here. You're not.

It feels like I've been
waiting a lifetime...

- A lifetime?
- (gasp): What took you so long?

- I'm not a mirage.
You can hang up.

- Dotty Davenport is dangling
dollars in front of Vandercleef

and we have exactly
57 minutes and 12 seconds

to convince him not to bite.

Now, if you want a job
renovating my home,

we need to make sure
that this is, in deed, my home.

- Well, didn't you put
your passion on the page?

- Of course I did, but then
Dotty put her signature

on a cheque.
I think it's time to--

- ...drop the hammer.
- I was gonna say up our game,

but we can drop the hammer.
What exactly does that entail?

- We need to infuse your energy

with the spirit of the house.

- Ooh, I felt a shiver
just go right up my spine.

- Well, this isn't
my first rodeo.

- No, I mean I think
there's quite a draft.

- Oh, a lot of these old houses
are under-insulated.

- Or... overtaken by ghosts.

- Let's see what inspiration
the house offers

for that letter.

- I'm still going to give
this place a thorough smudging.

- Hey, partner. How's it going?

- Take a look around.
(uncomfortable laugh)

- Not our biggest crowd.

- I don't get it.
These are successful techniques,

they're used by food trucks
in all the major cities.

I've written so many blogs
about this. I just think we have

to get into a better rhythm.
- Well, Middleton kinda marches

to the beat of its own drum.
- We may need to up the tempo.

- I'm not sure tempo's
the problem.

We may need to reassess.

- You said I had a week.

It's only been six hours.

- Well, word travels fast
around here.

If we wait a week,

we may not have
a business left to reassess.

(melancholy folk music)

- Since when is fine jewellery

a part of a game design project?
- Since I don't know

what to get Stella
for our three month anniversary.

- It is a pretty big milestone.

- Not as big as yours.
What did you get Cassie?

- Still working on it.
- Your anniversary is today.

- Yeah. I guess I need

to work a little faster.
- Can you work on mine too?

- Gold necklace...
diamond earrings...

did you inherit a fortune
I'm unaware of?

- I want it to be special.

- Well...
(sigh)

...expensive doesn't
always make it special.

- Well... what does?

- Well, how about
something sentimental?

- Like...

- Hmm. How'd you meet?

- We met playing Pictionary.

- You met at a party?
- No, really,

we met in the dorm,
a bunch of people

were playing board games.

We won, I drew the Eiffel Tower

and she guessed it.

- That sounds like
a moment worth remembering.

- I'll never forget it.

- I bet she won't either.

(uplifting music)

(playful music)

- Check this place out.

You Davenports don't
do anything small.

- Yeah... not when we're doing
it for you Merriwicks.

- You're proud of that one,
aren't you?

- Depends.
- Were you hoping for a kiss?

- Are you offering?
- No.

- Ouch.
- It's weird.

I have no interest
in kissing you.

I think it's this house.

- Well, if the rumours are true,
the curse was born here.

- And lured us here.

- Let's find Roderick's book
collection to figure out why.

Which way?

- I don't know,

I feel kinda lost.

- Well, at least
we're lost together.

(mysterious music)

- It's like time stood still.

- Not so still that it didn't
leave footprints.

- It could be
your mom or Martha's.

They've both been here,
trying to buy the house.

- I don't think so,
the footprints walk up,

but they don't walk away.

There's one book missing from
the Charles Dickens section.

- It's worth a shot.

- Oh, thank goodness!

- Martha?

- Saved by a Merriwick
and a Davenport! How apropos.

I feared that we would
be trapped in here forever.

- Why didn't you just go back
through the bookcase?

- We didn't know
about the bookcase.

- We came in through
the pantry, the wall slid open,

then closed behind us. I've been
looking for a way to open it.

- I'm sure you have.
- If you came in through

the pantry, then whose
footprints led to the bookcase?

- Footprints?
Ghostly footprints?

- I don't think
ghosts leave prints.

(alarm ringing)
- Wha-- 5 o'clock.

My letter has gone unread.

- Your letter was irrelevant
once Mr. Vandercleef

had my cheque in hand.

- It's incredible!

- Well, it's not necessary
to rub it in.

- That's a Stradivarius!
Who found this?

- Martha did.
- I did?

Oh, well, yes... I did.

- I never even knew
this room existed.

- It seems to be some sort
of secret study.

- I'm guessing
it was Roderick's.

- Well, Roderick had
an impeccable taste. I mean,

there are only 600 of these
thought to be in existence.

- Sounds like you owe Martha
a thank you.

- I owe Martha

a lot more than that.

Congratulations,
the house is yours.

- What? What.
- What?!

- Call me tomorrow
and we'll go over the details.

- Hold on, Vandercleef.
we had a deal.

- We should celebrate.
- We should!

My new house and your new job.
Welcome aboard.

- You won't be disappointed.

- No, I better not be.
(sigh)

(whimsical music)

- Looking for anything
in particular?

- My sanity?
- Hm, fresh out.

- How 'bout something
for a headache?

- The crème brûlée
at Elaine's Diner

always works for me.

- I wrote a review
about that crème brûlée.

- It really is
as light as a cloud.

- And the sound of the sugar
cracking under your spoon--

- ..."Rings as clearly
as a bell."

Your writing leaps off the page.
- I appreciate that.

- I would appreciate
a sneak peek

of your next review.

- Uh... the blog's
kinda on hold.

I invested in a food truck.

- The other side of the table.
- The tables have turned,

that's for sure.
Now, back to my headache?

- Yeah, sometimes...

it's best to target
the root of the problem.

- Never had a problem
when I was just writing

about food trucks.

- Sounds like your best
source of relief is...

right at your fingertips.

- You may wanna keep
this room as is,

it's kinda the heart
and soul of the house.

- Kind of like me,
the heart and soul of Middleton.

Why don't we all head
to The Bistro to celebrate?

Lattes all around.
- Now that you're the owner,

any chance you wanna part
with this desk?

I think it would look amazing
in my office.

- While you're furniture
shopping, I'm gonna figure out

why the fortune cookies
led us here.

(fantastical music)

- I think I may just
have figured it out.

It's a letter Roderick
was writing to Patience.

- Dated two days after she broke
off the engagement.

"If true love completely breaks

"the heart, the curse is sealed

and shan't depart."
- It's not exactly a love poem.

- I think it's a warning.

If the heart completely breaks,

the curse is permanent.

- What curse?
- Whose heart?

- Quite a conundrum.
(gasp)

Wait...

(insects chirping)

- I always forget
how beautiful it is up here.

- Takes your breath away.

- Should we get the luggage?

- No, I'll go back
and get it after we settle in.

Oh... looks like
the front porch light's out.

Here... We'll just use this.

- Hmm. Lead the way.

- I forgot I had
the locks changed,

so the keys are in the lockbox.

Will you hold that, please?
- Sure.

(distant quacking)

(romantic music)

- I think Ryan gave me
the wrong combination.

- Just like the night we met.

- Hi, I'm Sam Radford.

- Cassie Nightingale. You look
like you could use some help.

- Only if you're a locksmith.

- Hm. Why don't you try it
one more time?

- Oh, I tried it a dozen times,
it won't open.

- Maybe 13's the charm.

Give it a try.

- OK, I will... But I don't

think it's going to.

- 13 gets such a bad reputation,

but it's always been
a very lucky number for me.

- You got the magic touch.

- So do you.

It's a perfect start
to our anniversary night.

(nostalgic music)

(giggling)
(both sigh)

- Umm...

- OK.

We are gonna switch
you to decaf.

- My nervous system thanks you.

- Just your nervous system?

(Stephanie chuckling)

- I promised I'd stop
by the hospital

and play some gin
with Mr. Palladino.

So I'll see you tomorrow?
- Yeah.

Yeah. Have fun.

- Thank you.

- Perfect timing.

The last slice of peach pie
has your name on it.

- Humble pie might
be more fitting.

You were right about the truck.
- I read your new

blog post about what
you learned on the job.

- I should have trusted
my partner.

- Well, I appreciate
what you said about me.

You have a way with words.
- And you...

have a way with people.

What you taught me was true,

when it comes to quality,
there's no cutting corners.

I think I'm gonna stick
to writing about food,

and not selling it.
Any chance you want

to buy me out?
My blog needs me.

- On one condition.

That you'll hold my food
to the Gold standard.

- Count on it.

- Great.

(energetic music)

- No one told me about the
hidden safe when I was mayor.

- Being me has its privileges.

- This is the music box? So much
for living up to the hype.

(melody beginning)

- "If true love
completely breaks the heart,

"the curse is sealed

and shan't depart."

- What does that have to do
with the music box?

(melody stops)

- The Heart of Middleton.

- Ding ding ding!

- You think Roderick's letter
was talking about that ruby?

- I would like nothing more
than to be wrong.

- I wish you were.
(gasp)

- What could possibly cause
a ruby to crack?

- Us.
- Well, let's not blame

the curse just yet.
I did have a fire going.

Perhaps the safe
became overheated?

- Then the music box
would be damaged, too.

- OK, time to blame the curse.
And if I may paraphrase,

if that ruby cracks
all the way--

- ...then the curse
is here to stay.

- (Cassie): [Actually,
it's been in my family]

[for generations.]
- (Joy): [The Nightingales?]

- [The Merriwicks.
We founded Middleton.]

- [Your roots run deep.]

("Every Little Thing She Does
Is Magic" by Sleeping at Last)

- Mmm, homemade linguine.
- Mmm, red wine.

- Yeah, we did good.

- Glad I registered us
for that pasta maker.

- ♪ Tell her of the feelings ♪

♪ I have for her ♪

- You know, there is one thing
I've always wanted to ask you...

- Uh oh.
- No,

it's not an uh oh.
- Alright,

hit me with it.

- What made you move
to Middleton?

- You, Cassie Nightingale,
don't remember?

- No, I know

that you were looking for
a change of scenery for Nick,

but there are a lot
of small towns,

what made you choose ours?

- Taking a page
from your playbook,

we shouldn't question it.

It was meant to be.
- I've got a good playbook.

- I wouldn't want to coach
against you in the Super Bowl.

- Is that a sports reference?

- Save room for dessert?

- I wonder what year-old wedding
cake is gonna taste like?

- Let's find out.
- OK.

- ♪ Of a thousand rainy days
since we first met ♪

- Worth the wait?

- Yes, you were.
Happy anniversary.

- ♪ It's a big enough umbrella ♪

♪ But it's always me ♪

- There...

might be... one more surprise.

- ♪ Every little thing
she does is magic ♪

♪ Everything she does
just turns me on ♪

- Paper lanterns?

- For our paper anniversary.

- They're perfect.

- Well, they're not signed
Paul McCartney lyrics.

- No, they're not...
They're better.

- I love you.
- I can tell.

- ♪ Every little thing
she does is magic ♪

♪ Everything she does ♪

♪ Turns me on ♪

♪ Even though my life
before was tragic ♪

♪ Now I know my love ♪

♪ For her goes on ♪

♪ Every little thing
she does is magic ♪

♪ Everything she does
just turns me on ♪

♪ Even though my life ♪

♪ Before was tragic ♪

♪ Now I know my love
for her goes on ♪