When Hope Calls (2019–…): Season 1, Episode 9 - House in Order - full transcript

Previously on When Hope Calls...

I may have exaggerated
my riding experience.

Gabriel is asking where
my financing is coming from.

He's like a dog with a bone.

Sinclair's been using his
money to invest in businesses,

then he starts demanding bigger
and bigger shares of the profit.

What if they don't wanna pay?

Ronnie! Are you okay?

- It was an accident.
- Not according to Tess.

She's always blaming my dad.

You don't know that
bridge was faulty, Tess.



Do you know how I know?

It collapsed with my Matthew on it.

A Mountie's work is never finished?

Sad but true.

There's barely a moment to relax.

So what is it today?

Fugitive hunting, cattle rustling?

Oh no, it's littering, isn't it?

It's an ongoing investigation,
so I can't say more.

However, I will say that littering's
a very serious offence.

So are you just expecting the guilty

to walk into town and
turn themselves in?

Sometimes, the key
to an investigation is patience.

The truth will come out,
you just have to let it.



Well, I wouldn't want to
interfere with a police matter.

Let the investigation continue.

I thought I should let you know

that Benson thinks I'm
doing a much better job.

Benson? You got
another man in your life?

Would that matter?

Well, I'd be interested.

I'd like to meet him,
see if he can pass muster.

- Hoho! And that's your job?
- I like to think so.

Well, you'll face a
tough test in Benson.

- Hm.
- He doesn't really talk much.

- Okay.
- He's really big.

Oh, now I'm getting really interested.

Well, if you want to meet him,
maybe we can all go for a ride.

What, like three of us?

Benson is a horse.

He's my saddle horse.
Lillian's been letting me ride him.

And if I do say so,
I'm doing a lot better.

- Are you sure?
- I didn't cover myself in glory

- the last time we rode.
- You did fine.

I want to do finer.

Alright, well,
if you're up for it, I think

- it'd be a wonderful idea.
- Perfect.

When's the next time you're free?

- About tomorrow, early morning?
- Works for me.

And you can see if Benson and I pass...

muster.

- Lillian.
- Hey, Hank.

We all got a kick out of Fred
at the ranch the other day.

Oh, he had a wonderful time.
Tess was really nice.

She was certainly taken by him.

I haven't seen her smile like that in...

... in years.

Hoping you two can stand stock-still.

I need to get a shot of
the Royal Brookfield,

and it would be nice to
have a couple of folks

- standing out in front.
- Of course.

Alright. Just...

And...

Do you know who that is?

He's the reason I'm in town.

Ted Conacher, Clearwater Gazette.

Are you doing a story about Brookfield?

About the life and death
of Matthew Stewart.

It's been 10 years since he was
killed in a bridge disaster.

I hear that man saved this town.

Deserves to be remembered.

_

You know, I've been looking at
this pasture for years, Tess.

Every spring I make you a
little bit of a better offer,

and every spring you say no.

Well, now I'm saying yes.

You know the price.
It's yours if you want it.

I've never known you
to sell land before.

Ever.

You must be considering a
very handsome opportunity.

I am.

Any chance you'd let a
fellow rancher in on it?

I'd prefer to keep it private.

I figured.

So, do we have a deal?

That's exciting news: your own house.

I'm moving into the
old Crawford residence,

and "house" seems like a fairly
ambitious term for that place.

So are you setting down
roots in Brookfield?

For now... ever so lightly.

Now, let's see how our
young patient is doing.

Ooh, just as I thought.

- You've got the Dreaded Lurgi.
- Oh my!

- Is that bad?
- Oh no, it's nothing!

The Dreaded Lurgi is what
my mom used to call it

when I wasn't feeling well.
Nothing for it

but to take to your bed and wait it out.

I can do that.

- I didn't mean to scare you.
- Oh, that's fine.

I sometimes feel I'm speaking
a different language in town.

I've heard that Britain
and North America

are two places separated
by a common language.

England does feel a long way
away some days.

Even longer sometimes.

I'm sure it does.

Well, I better get this young man
back to the orphanage.

- Good luck with your new house.
- Thank you.

Come along. Let's go.

The Clearwater Gazette
covering the valley like the dew.

I don't go a day without reading it.

How come you're selling
the Hamilton Free Press then?

We're out of the Gazette!

- I can't keep it in stock.
- Is that right?

Yeah. Anyway, thank you for
coming here for Matthew's memorial.

I wasn't sure the paper
would be interested.

Oh, it's a great story.

When the gold ran out up here,
most people thought

the town would disappear.

Practically everyone but my brother.

A man like that, a man of vision,

he deserves to be remembered.

I'd quite like to see this portrait.

Oh, I had an artist in Hamilton
work from an old photo.

Not that there aren't wonderful
artists in Clearwater, of course.

I should be heading out to the ranch.
Mrs. Stewart expects me.

Are you sure you won't
stay for a bite to eat?

I can tell you some great
stories about my brother.

One time when we were teenagers,
the two of us wanted to go

looking for some gold,
so we took our buckets and shovels...

Mr. Conacher, I've been looking for you.

Wagon's ready now if
you'd like to head out.

You know, that would be great.
Thank you.

Uh... can't keep Mrs. Stewart waiting.

Perhaps you can finish that
story for me some other time.

That'd be my pleasure.
Hahaha! It is a corker.

Yeah.

- Mr. Conacher.
- Yes, ma'am.

Welcome. You must be hungry.

I've got some lunch waiting inside.

Thank you.

Ah, she's done well for herself.

No one works harder.

How long have you been
with the Stewarts?

Matthew Stewart gave me my first job.

- What was he like?
- Tough, but fair.

Had ambition but wasn't blind to it.

I suspect you'll find that he
married someone just like him.

Hmm.

Eleanor! Is Fred alright?
He hasn't taken a turn, has he?

No, no, no. He's fine.
Fast asleep at home.

- Oh, thank goodness.
- These are for you.

- For your new home.
- Oh, you sweetheart!

Oh, please come in.

Aah!

Maggie, it's lovely!

I don't have a lot of... things.

Comes from constantly being
on the move, I suppose.

The children helped pick the bouquet.

Awww! When I was young,

my mother sent us out
every weekend to collect

fresh flowers. These take me back.

- Do you ever get back home?
- I actually don't know

- where that is anymore.
- What do you mean?

Well, my mother
and father moved to Australia

last month, of all places.

Oh, my goodness!
The other side of the world!

Precisely. So...

I actually don't have a
home to go to at the moment.

I do miss England sometimes.

I can imagine.

Well, I'd offer you a cup of tea,
but unfortunately,

I'm still without a kettle.

Water will do just fine.

Fred is sound asleep,
and the rest of the children

- are doing homework.
- Mmhmm.

What are you doing?

There's a reporter in town doing a story

on Matthew Stewart's death.

Tess' husband?

Yeah, it's right.

There was an inquiry into the disaster,

and this book has the report
that was issued at the end of it.

Well, what does it say?

I never actually read it before.

The accident happened
when I was 15, so...

everything just felt very adult.

But my father always said
that if people would just

read the report that they'd
see that he wasn't to blame.

But Tess just kept blaming him,

and everyone in town would believe her.

Nobody in Brookfield
would ever hire him;

he had to travel further
and further for work.

So he was all the way in Hamilton

when he had his heart attack.

Lillian...

... I'm so sorry.

What are you gonna do?

Well, I'm gonna find the facts
that he said were in here,

I'm gonna get the reporter to read it,

and I'm gonna prove that he's innocent.

All this land is yours?

As far as you can see.

- Wow.
- We started with just the 10 acres,

but Matthew had big plans, and

after he died, I wanted to make
sure I kept his dream alive.

Wow! And this ranch,

it's just gotten bigger
and better ever since.

It has. More acreage, more cattle,

No matter what it took.

It must have been tough,

suddenly taking over a ranch

and having to raise your son.

I feel Matthew beside me every day.

And at my back helping me.

And Chuck... he's my piece of Matthew.

I couldn't be more proud.

Everything I've heard about Matthew,

it's a... shame he died so young.

It was. Still is.

What do you know about
how Matthew passed?

A bridge collapsed. A tragic accident.

Makes it sound like Matthew
was struck by lightning.

Matthew wasn't killed by accident.

He was cut down by recklessness.

- Sounds like a terrible loss.
- It was.

But you kept going.

Well, I had to.

For my son, for the town.

You know what that is?

That's a great story.

A story that I am in town to tell.

You know, we're getting ready
for our annual cattle drive.

We're taking several hundred
heads down to the line.

- I'd love to show you.
- And I'd love to see it.

What's a cattle drive?

Constable Kinslow!

Constable Kinslow!

Lou.

I had some paper cross my desk

this morning at the Savings and Loan.

I thought you might like to know.

- What is it?
- It's a deal

between Tess Stewart and Tom Clay.

She's selling a bunch of
land, and she wants

the money in cash.

Is that so?

You asked me to keep an eye open

for any big deals.
I hope this helps you.

I'll let you know.

Well, I'll just get back then.

Appreciate the news, Lou.
Have a great day.

You too.

- Joe...
- Ah!

Sorry. Do you have any currants?

No. Closest I've got are raisins.

Aw, I suppose that will have to do.

Oh. What do you need them for?

An English recipe I'm making for Maggie.

I got it from Pearl.

I just hope the raisins don't ruin it.

- What's the occasion?
- Maggie's moving.

- What?
- To a new house.

- Oh!
- But I think

she's missing England,
so I'm just trying to bring

- a little bit of there here.
- It's a great idea.

I wonder if I could help.

Do you have a hidden supply
of currants in the back?

No, but maybe we could arrange
something more than food.

What do you have in mind?

Ruth! Was hoping I might see you.

Well, this just came in.
It was marked urgent.

- Excellent news.
- You want to send a response?

No, thank you. I'll be able to
talk to him in person real soon.

- Thank you for the rush delivery.
- Yeah, not a problem.

Looks to me like you're
headed into battle.

Is it that obvious?

All you need is a sword and shield.

- Hoping these will be enough.
- Well, who's the enemy?

Uh, there's a reporter here.

He's doing a story
that involves my father.

Hauling a camera around.

Sure, I've seen him. He's inside.

Good. I'll make sure
he has his facts right.

Well, if anyone can, it's you, but...

- But what?
- Father used to say a reporter

knows what they want to print
before they put pen to paper.

Your father have a lot of
experience with reporters?

Just a caution.

But I know not to get in the
way of a woman on a mission.

- Good luck!
- Thank you.

Mr. Conacher?

Wait. I met you yesterday.

Lillian Walsh. Do you have a minute?

- Well, I was...
- Excuse me, do you mind clearing this?

I wasn't actually finished with that.

I understand that you're doing
a story about Matthew Stewart.

Yeah. About what he meant to this town,

what Tess Stewart has had to overcome.

- You've already spoken to Tess?
- Of course.

Well, I'm here to set
the record straight.

My father was Frederic Walsh,
the man who designed the bridge.

Many people in this
town believe that he is

responsible for the accident
that killed Matthew.

- Actually, Miss Walsh...
- But that's not true.

- Okay.
- Here, in the summary of conclusions.

I've underlined it for you.

The members of the inquiry

find no conclusive evidence that
the cause of the collapse was

due to improper construction.

And again here
in the construction analysis,

while there are unanswered questions,

the inquiry cannot prove
that improper design was

the underlying cause.

So whoever tells you that
my father was at fault, it's not true.

- Is that all?
- Well, I...

I've also marked some footnotes

I think you would find
of interest, and I have

my father's original blueprints
that I would love to show you.

Do you want to know
what makes a good story?

- Pardon?
- Sacrifice,

triumph in the face of adversity.

That's the kind of story
people can't get enough of.

I know what's in this book.

No conclusive evidence?

That's not a good story.

So you believe that
my father was at fault?

It doesn't matter what I believe,

it matters what Tess Stewart believes.

And she believes that
her husband's death

could have been prevented,

and that's what's driven her to succeed.

- But that's not true.
- Well, it's a heck of a story.

I thought that reporters
were interested in the facts.

Look, the man who publishes my paper,

he and Matthew were friends.

He told me he wanted one thousand words

to commemorate Matthew Stewart
and that is what he's gonna get.

My job...

is to do what my publisher
asks me to do,

- ... tell a good story...
- And not tell the truth.

I'll tell you what.

If you can find something new,
something definitive,

something that didn't
happen 10 years ago,

I'll reconsider.

Who knows?
Maybe it will be an even better story.

But I'm leaving right
after the ceremony tonight,

so you have until then.

Thank you for your time.

Do you have another picnic set up today?

I think I learned my lesson last time.

We're just gonna go for a ride today.

I think Benson and I make a great team.

I mean, Lillian said I just have to,

let him know who's in charge.

That's the secret, you know.

You gotta know what's on your mind,

what you want, where you want to go,

and don't let the horse change that.

Whoa.

Hey, Grace, can we stop for a second?

Of course. Why?

This horse doesn't look right.

Lillian.

Lillian?

Hey! Lillian, are you alright?

Yeah. Yeah, I...

I was just trying to
change someone's mind,

and I wasn't able to.

Whose mind?

Mr. Conacher, the reporter
you've been driving around.

He does seem like a
fairly confident sort,

not someone who can
easily change their mind.

What were you telling him?

That the bridge collapse
wasn't my father's fault,

and that it says so in here.

Laying blame,
isn't that all in the past?

Well, it won't be now.

Because he'll be telling Tess'
version of the story all over again.

I thought it was my chance
to clear my father's name.

I'm sorry, it's... Haha!
It's not like it's your fault.

No, no, it's fine. I understand.

Thank you for lending an ear.

I have until tonight, so...

I'm not beat yet.

Are you sure you should be in there?

She's breathing pretty heavy,
and when we rode up,

she was pawing the ground.
My guess is colic.

Is that serious?

If untreated, it can be, yeah.

Chuck Stewart!
What are you doing in my corral?

Hey, Ken.

Just passing through and saw your horse.

She's having trouble.

Thanks for the unsolicited advice.

But get your hands off my horse.

Well, actually, Ken,
I think I should take her to town.

Let me guess, you think she's got colic?

- I know she does.
- So do I.

That's why I'm already treating her.

- With mineral oil?
- It's been working

for as long as I've been a rancher,
which is as lot longer

- than you've been a vet.
- Ken has this under control.

Yeah, I'm not through.
There's a new treatment.

It'll work a lot more
efficiently than mineral oil.

I appreciate you educating me,

but mineral oil has
been working for years.

Things change, Ken. What
I'm offering you is a better treatment.

I told you I'm fine.

I think you've made your case.

- I'm gonna bring it by later.
- Chuck!

Or maybe you could just leave my corral.

Now.

Yeah, if that's what
the two of you want.

How are they coming along?

Just started. A little fussier
than my buttermilk biscuits.

I brought the set down from the attic,

but they'll need a good clean.

I'll see to it.

Are you sure you want to give it away?
It was your mother's.

We never use it.

If it'll bring Maggie pleasure,
I'll be happy.

I'm sure she'll treasure it.

Need any more help?

No, I've got all the
little helpers I need.

Will Newsome's horse be okay?

Probably.

Just probably?

There's a chance it could get worse.

Really?

Yeah, which is why I was
pushing for a better treatment.

I see.

Maybe you were pushing too hard.

I don't recognize any of these names.

What names?

Oh, witnesses in the inquest:

construction workers and
Matthew Stewart's ranch hands.

Paddy Dolan was his foreman.

- Ned Beaumont was a cowboy.
- You know where they are now?

Uh, Paddy's passed on.
Ned moved on years ago.

Something with all
the construction workers, I imagine.

"Hank." He's still working for Tess.

Oh, he must have just been a teenager.

All it says is that his
testimony corroborated

that of Paddy Dolan.

So, he was there the night
the bridge collapsed.

What a terrible thing
for a young man to see.

You want me to put up Benson?

- I can manage.
- Suit yourself.

I think Newsome will have
a change of heart once he cools down.

I mean, some people refuse to listen.

Yeah.

What are you saying?

Honestly, I felt like I was
trying to convince two people.

- I was just trying to keep the peace.
- Really?

Yeah. It seemed like it was
getting heated between you two.

I was just trying to explain
that there's a better treatment.

Yeah, well, Ken doesn't want to hear it.

Yeah, well, Ken was wrong.

Of course he was.

Anyways, I better get going,
I got a busy day.

Yeah, you don't want to be late.

Okay.

Come on.

Davy, I could only find the one bottle

of neatsfoot oil in that tack room.

Is there another?

I'm not Davy.

Looks like you're here all alone.

So what if I am?

I took your message to Sinclair.

He'll meet you in two hours.
Hatch's Gully.

I'm busy this afternoon.

You want the meeting,

that's the when and the where of it.

You tell your boss

this meeting is for his
benefit, not mine.

Just you and your brother-in-law.

How was your ride?

How was your ride?

It was a disaster.

Oh, I figured him
pretty good on the horse.

No, the rider's fine, it's just...

Something happened.

Between you and Chuck?

Yeah, he just always thinks he's right.

Maybe you should explain
to him that it bothers you.

You think this is gonna work?

Maybe.

I just don't know how
he's gonna respond to that.

How he responds can tell you a lot

about what you can expect
from him in the future.

We have to go right now?

That's right. Where's Conacher?

He said he'd be up in his room,
checking his notes.

Good. I don't want him
asking any questions

about where we're going.

We have the unveiling this evening.

What if we don't get back in time?

I'll make that we do.

There's no predicting
anything with Sinclair.

That's why I want this
over and done with.

You know what Matthew would say,

"You've got a problem,
ride straight at it."

Great.

Take care!

Hey, Gabriel!

A bunch of us are gonna head over
to see Maggie's new place;

care to join us?

I'd love to, Joe,
but I'm in the middle of something.

- You are?
- I am.

Crime just about to break out?

You sense it too, do you?

What I can sense is a man

who's quite comfortable
sitting in his chair.

It is pretty comfortable.

What?

I'm gonna have to leave it.

I'm sorry, Joe. Duty calls.

Hank, can I talk to you?

Actually,
I'm on my way back to the ranch.

It'll just take a moment.
It's about the bridge collapse.

You think you've got a
way to convince Conacher?

- I'm hoping so.
- I'm not sure how I can help.

Well... You testified at the inquest.

I was just seventeen.
Still wet behind the ears.

- Nervous as hell.
- But...

you saw the accident happen?

Yeah.

What did you see?
Hank, please, it's really important.

Matthew Stewart was
nothing but good to me.

On that day, I saw him fall. I'm sorry,

but it's not something
I care to revisit.

I can understand that,

but my father was
blamed without evidence.

- It was wrong.
- Well, it wasn't just wrong,

it killed him.

He never slept well after that.

He kept going over every little detail

and nobody here would hire him!

I just want to know the truth
about what happened.

Please, Hank.

Why don't we get a cup of coffee?

Thank you.

Mrs. Stewart lost her husband.

It's natural she'd look for someone
to blame, but the others...

The way they treated your
father was just plain wrong.

So you don't believe it was his fault?

I was low man on the totem pole.

I wasn't about to go
speak against Paddy Dolan

- and the rest of them.
- Well, Mr. Dolan is gone now

and the others have moved on,
so you are the only one

who can tell me what happened.

Mr. Dolan... warned Mr. Stewart.

Warned him?

About pushing too many cattle
across the bridge all at once.

Said it wouldn't take the load.

- But Mr. Steward did it.
- Yeah.

We were running late.

We needed to get the herd to
the rail yard. For the train.

Most of the cattle made it across,

but Mr. Stewart didn't.

He knew there was a risk

and he wanted to be the one to take it.

It's why he was the
last man on that bridge.

Why wasn't this
mentioned at the inquest?

None of us wanted to speak
against the deceased.

Especially with his widow
sitting right there.

So it wasn't my father's fault.

I'm sorry, Lillian.

If I had known the toll it
would've taken on your dad, I...

Well, thank you for telling me.

If you want me to speak
to the reporter, I will.

I'll probably need to find another job,

but I'll do it.

Just give me the word.

We thought we'd throw
you a housewarming.

Oh, my goodness! Well, come in, come in!

Thank you.

Hello!

This is beautiful!

From Lillian.
She's sorry she couldn't be here.

- Oh, this is too generous.
- What's tea without...

Chelsea buns!

- And some fresh churned butter.
- Just the thing.

We couldn't bring you London's rains,

but we thought these might help
you deal with our downpours.

Rainies!

No, they're rubber boots.

We thought if we brought you
little bits of England...

This would feel more like home.

You're all too kind. And...

since we have all the trimmings,
I'd say it was time for tea.

- Capital idea!
- There is just one more thing.

Rule Britannia!

Boss.

Thanks for coming out.

Actually, Mr. Sinclair,
we're in a bit of a rush,

so if we could...

How are things in Brookfield?

Constable Kinslow's closing in.

I don't think he can prove a thing.

Well, he's asking the kind of questions

- he'd only ask if he knew all...
- We just don't want to

get caught in the crossfire.

I think it's time
to buy you out of the hotel.

Not inclined to sell.

A wise man knows when to cash out.

And why is now an opportune time?

My brother-in-law doesn't
function well under pressure.

Think it'd be best to put a little space

between the two of you.

Not that I'd ever...

I'd want a substantial return. Say...

Fifty percent?

- Well, well.
- And you cried poor to me.

- I never had that money!
- You know, it doesn't matter

where the money came from.

You're out. Agreed?

I've got plenty of
opportunities elsewhere.

Do you want me to sign something?

I don't think either of us needs that.

You're right. Agreed.

Just...

Watch your back.

I don't think Constable Kinslow
is gonna quit this investigation.

There's ways to make a man quit.

I'll assess the situation
before we take any action.

Well, this was fun. Uh...

Whatever you decide to do about Kinslow,

we want no part of it.

Not an option.

You're already part of it.

We'll be in touch.

I need you to follow Sinclair.

Keep your distance. Stay out of sight.

Yeah, I know.
That's why you telegrammed me.

I'm the best tracker on the territory.

Second best.

I don't think he's gonna go far,
but I want to be sure.

I'll be in touch.

- I owe you.
- Yeah, you do.

Lillian!

How are things going with the reporter?

Mr. Conacher said he'd already decided

what story he was gonna write.

This is where you get
to say "I told you so."

Wouldn't that be small of me?

He did say that...

if I found any new information or...

a better story,
that he'd change his mind.

That's big of him.

I think I have found a better story.

But there's a problem.

What's that?

If...

I were to make it public, I would...

hurt some people.

I have to tear them down in order
to clear my father's name.

And I'm betting that's a decision
only you can make.

On your own.

Yes.

Well, I know you'll make the right one.

There you go.

- Your own corner of England.
- Thank you.

I'll resist the temptation
to salute every morning.

Do you miss it?

We all hope you'll put
real roots down here.

Yeah, I do miss it sometimes,

particularly now that
my parents have moved,

but through my time here,

I've come to realise that you
can find a home in people.

Not just places.

I'm here as long as you'll have me.

That...

would be forever.

Excuse me, please. Ronnie!

- Can I have a moment?
- Sure.

Um... I just wanted to explain
how I was feeling earlier today.

Okay.

And of course, friends should
support one another. I mean...

- That's what friends are for.
- I guess so.

And... I feel like
friends should be able

to tell other friends when
they've crossed a line.

What line did I cross?

Well, uh... A property line, for one.

I mean... You were trespassing.

I'm a vet. If I see an animal
in trouble, it's my duty to...

Okay, yeah, but it was
Ken Newsome's horse

- and he didn't want your help.
- Well, he was wrong.

Okay, well, I'm just
trying to be a true friend.

Can we not rehash this?

- Alright, I accept your apology...
- Oh!

No...

- I am not apologizing.
- Okay, you're not apologizing.

Does the Stewart
arrogance know no bound?

Oh, so I'm arrogant and now my family...

- If you would just listen...
- The ceremony is about to start

and if you'll excuse me,
I'm gonna go honour my father,

another arrogant Stewart, no doubt.

Uh!

Well, uh... Tess, would you like
to say a few words?

Thank you, Ronnie, yes. I...

When...

When I married Matthew,
I knew I was, um...

Well, not only marrying
the love of my life,

I was becoming a Stewart

and with that came responsibility...

to be as honest and forthright
as my husband, and to...

overcome...

any obstacle thrown thrown in my path.

When the gold dried up and...

and it looked like Brookfield
might become a ghost town,

Matthew didn't even
think about quitting.

And in fact, we built up the ranch

and that brought
businesses and farms and...

and other ranches to the valley
and the town recovered.

So my...

Well, our responsibility now,

is to keep building on that legacy

so he will look down and be proud

of all we have accomplished.

- Thank you.
- Wonderful.

Well, let's, uh...
Let's have a look at this, shall we?

Come over, come over.

One, two... Three!

Well, there are sandwiches
and punch in the dining room.

Please help yourselves,
ladies and gentlemen.

Miss Walsh!

- Do you want me to...?
- I'll be filing my story

first thing in the morning. Unless...

Unless...

you have something better for me.

Matthew Stewart was a good man.

And he deserves to be
remembered that way.

Thank you again, Hank.

Good night.

I think your best story
just walked out the door.

Everyone is snug in their beds.

Thank you.

So... the memorial went well?

Tess gave a lovely speech.

Chuck seemed very proud of his father.

Everything okay? Did you speak to him?

I did.

It did not go well.

His pride is a good thing
and a bad thing.

Sorry, I probably
shouldn't have said anything.

No, I needed to speak my mind.

These are beautiful.

- Like works of art in a way.
- Hmmmm.

My father took great
care with his drawings.

I can see that. Just look at the...

- The notations.
- He was meticulous.

Yeah, he paid attention to every detail.

And the apple didn't
fall far from the tree.

I just hope that if he was here, he'd...

feel that I did the right thing.

You decided not to hurt

the people that
Matthew Stewart left behind.

To spare them what your
father went through.

I think he would be very proud of you.