She's gone for the night. But I'm sure she mailed your letter.
Oh, good evening, Constable.
The children really loved playing football with you.
Actually... I'm more into baseball, remember?
Jack!
I've missed you.
Oh, Jack! Oh!
I've missed you, too.
But... I-I don't understand.
Well, it may surprise you, but neither do I.
It's a beautiful town.
Oh, yeah. Yes. Yes, it is.
Where another Mountie loves a good woman.
Oh, bears and deers are all about.
That's good.
Abigail... can you get a message to Elizabeth for me?
Of course.
Will you let her know that I'm happy she's moving on with her life?
And let her know she's doing a fine job with little Jack,
and I could not be prouder of both of them.
Oh, Jack, there's so much she wants to tell you.
And one more thing.
You tell her... that true love never dies.
I know that now more than ever.
Wait.
Goodbye, Abigail.
It's a beautiful town.
No.
Jack!
Oh.
Jack.
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I was brought here when I was eight.
- And how much has changed since then? - Oh, a lot.
I never would've imagined a festival like this then.
And what do you like best about Brookfield?
- We look out for each other. - Huh. I've heard of that.
Yeah. And no one look out for us better than our nurse.
Ah, don't be silly.
And she gives us treats whenever we don't feel good.
Helps get them to the infirmary.
Looks like you got a flawless operation going on.
- Uh, not exactly. - Ooh.
I think my throat's not feeling so good.
Hmm.
Nice try. See what I mean?
Can you get the girls? We should head home soon. Alright.
Mary Louise, come on! Hurry up!
Look. He even has a sign.
If he's Santa, then why has he been here all year?
I don't have all the answers. I'm just a kid.
- Who's taking care of the North Pole? - Ever heard of elves?
- You really think he's Santa? - Yeah.
Where are you going?!
Yeah, so this speedster, Harley, has 20 horsepower.
Is that like 20 horses pulling it at the same time?
Yeah, yeah. It practically flies.
Fastest car I've ever seen.
Yeah. Oh.
I would like a Raggedy Ann doll.
Oh, really? Uh, how nice for you.
For Christmas.
- What's going on? - Shhh. She's talking to Santa.
Well, perhaps you better let Miss Lillian know.
What was that about?
Who knows? Kids wanting things.
What did he say?
He said to tell Miss Lillian what I want for Christmas.
Of course he's gonna say that.
Anyway, I-I-I get this speedster on Christmas.
- Good for you. - Yeah. Nice talking to you.
Ken! Ken, you will never guess what I'm getting for Christmas.
- Hi, Joe. - Abigail.
I'd like to get a ham.
I think I have one on ice upstairs.
- Oh, thank you. - One second.
- Oh. - Uh, maybe you can help me, Abigail.
I could try.
What's the best gift to give a friend for Christmas?
This perfume, this rolling pin, or this scarf?
Well, let's review our options.
Ahem.
Oh. You would not be a friend of Lillian's if you gave her this.
How did you know it was for Lillian?
Lucky guess. Now, general rule of thumb...
Never give a woman a household appliance for Christmas.
- Got it. - Now, this is very nice.
It says... "I like being your friend."
Is that the message you wanted to send?
Not exactly.
Why don't you just speak to her from your heart?
That's a gift that could keep on giving.
- One ham. - Thank you, Joe.
And this Speedster is red, Ken, not your standard black. It, uh...
I've never seen a red car. What is this?
Letters to Santa?
Lincoln Logs, Radio Flyer wagon,
Raggedy Ann doll, train set, puzzles.
How'd these get up here?
- I have no idea. - Hmm.
Anyhow, this car... You should see this thing.
Oh.
Think Dad'll be surprised?
- About what? - That I helped chop down
the Christmas tree this year.
I love my life, Mom.
- That's good. - I never want to leave here.
You won't always feel that way.
Why do you say that?
Because boys become men and they leave.
You won't make me, will you?
Can't I stay at the ranch?
Of course you can. But it's my job...
to teach you how to be strong and independent.
Like a mama bear teaching her cub how to survive in the wild.
What is Grace doing in London with her new husband?
She started her own orphanage.
You're kidding.
Yeah, I located the grandfather of one of the children.
He was in England, and after Grace arrived with his granddaughter,
he took it as a sign that he should help other orphans.
So he's Grace's benefactor.
- Oh, that's wonderful. - Yeah.
- I scraped my knee! - Let's have a look.
- There we go. Which knee is it? - This one.
Okay.
Oh, yes. Thank you.
There we go.
Ow, ow, ow!
Thank you. And I always... have one of these handy.
All done.
Do you think Nurse Maggie should look at it?
I guess it wouldn't hurt.
But I promise you everything will be okay.
Why do you always say that?
What do you mean?
She always says that everything's gonna be okay!
That's not true! It's a lie!
Why is that a lie?
That's the last thing my mom told me before she died!
- I'll talk to him. - Thank you.
Roy...
everyone here knows the pain of losing someone dear to them.
Why did they have to die?
I don't know.
Then how can Miss Lillian say that everything's gonna be okay?
Because believing that...
is what sees us through the tough times.
It's called faith.
And faith can bring peace, which can lead to joy.
Don't you think your parents would want you to feel joy again?
Sam? Minor emergency. Ben is running low on peanuts.
Uh, we got our supply from Harley.
- Do you want me to head to his ranch? - Would you be so kind?
We just need them by tomorrow.
- Okay. - Whoa!
- Hi-de-ho. - Mr. Stewart.
Yes. So how's your dresser?
- The drawers work. - Good, good, good.
Nothing like working drawers to enhance
your travel experience I always say.
So I hear you're interviewing people about your article.
That's right. To add to town flavour.
Well, no doubt you'll want to talk to me.
Maybe. We'll see.
Okay. Yeah.
So sorry to keep you waiting.
Now, what ails you, my friend?
Theo scraped his knee.
Well, let's take a look at it, then, shall we?
Oh.
Maggie, you wrote these?
- Ah, seems like ages ago. - You're really good.
Hmm. Thank you.
I, uh, I love setting on new adventures.
Uh, in fact, an opportunity has presented
itself for me to do it full time.
Well, that sounds exciting.
It is.
Though, uh, it does get a tad lonely sometimes.
Uh, this looks absolutely fine to me.
Please tell Miss Lillian she did
an excellent job of treating your wound.
Does that mean I don't get a treat?
Oh, that depends. Were you a brave boy?
- He certainly was. - Then that settles it.
- Thank you. - Thank you, Maggie.
My pleasure.
In my hometown, we were always there for each other,
through joy and in grief.
What I learned is, there's no journey like a shared one.
I hate to say it, but I don't see Roy fitting in.
Well, we have to make sure that he does.
But he's not being nice.
- Well, he's very sad. - We've all had sad things happen to us.
It's true.
But the same thing can happen to you and me,
and we could have very different reactions.
You know what we could all do?
- What? - We can remember a person
who made our life better,
and then we can be like that person for Roy.
How's that sound?
Alright, bring those sheets over, girls.
- Who's the kid? - He's my son, Mrs. Stewart.
What's he doing here?
Well, he wanted to spend the holidays with me,
and I figured this was the only way.
But he's a real hard worker.
And he's... he's not asking for any pay.
Go home.
Look, I really need this job. Please don't fire me.
I said, go home.
Do you want to help?
You should try it. It's fun.
Oh, have you ever done a puzzle before?
Like that?
I forgive you, Roy.
I like horses.
So do I.
My dad promised me a pony for Christmas.
But then he died.
I'm sorry.
You should wish for pony this year.
Wishing for something don't make it happen.
I'm getting a red wagon and Mary Louise
is getting a Raggedy Ann doll.
Are you sure you haven't done this before?
Let's try another one.
Lucie.
Can we talk?
I'm scheduled to be one of the carollers right now.
This will just take a minute.
What is it?
I gave everyone the rest of the week off.
- That was nice of you. - Oh, it was barely decent.
And I gave Hank his job back.
- He's a hard worker. - He is.
And you were the best foreman I have ever had.
I need you both.
So what do you say?
I, um...
I'll try to be a better boss.
Thank you.
Oh, oh. Oh.
- Merry Christmas Eve! - Hey, Merry Christmas Eve!
You seem extra-happy today.
We just got my son's piano.
- He's gonna be thrilled. - Yes, he will be.
Hey, Debbie. What do you have?
- Lots of new selections. - Ooh.
That looks good. What's that?
It's called a Cannelle Custard Tart.
Cannelle Custard.
- I'll take one of those. - Okay.
Oh, that's delicious. There's a spice.
Is that... is that cinnamon?
I don't know. It was donated this morning by Mrs. Dubois.
Hmm.
Probably not cinnamon.
- Enjoy. - Thank you.
Time to wake up.
Roy?
Shhh.
He almost finished it.
Yeah, must've been working all night.
Alright, let's go back upstairs.
Come on.
- Sam. - Hey. I got the peanuts from Harley.
It wasn't easy. He wanted them all for himself.
Thank you for that.
- I'll take them to Ben. - I can do it.
- No, no, let me. - Okay.
Oh, it's been a long time since I've cooked for this many people.
It sure looks like you haven't lost your touch.
Thank you.
Roy's awake.
- Morning, sleepyhead. - We heard you had a busy night.
It-it's finished.
Almost. We saved the last piece for you.
It's your puzzle. You should have the honours.
- Yeah! It's beautiful. - Bravo.
Why is Mrs. Stewart coming?
Whoa.
Tess. What can we do for you?
Yeah, I, uh, I wanted to drop something off.
For the orphanage.
Want to give me a hand here, boy?
- Yeah. Here. - It's, um...
it's old... but it still works.
Kind of like me.
Another bike!
Yeah, well, I didn't think one bike was enough for all of ya, so...
Oh!
Alright, now that's enough of that.
- Can we try it out? - Yeah, sure.
- Me first! - I already called it.
I'm the one that's got it. You gotta chase me.
Thank you.
Yeah. Yeah, yeah. Yeah.
- Whew. - Uh, Tess,
this is my friend, Abigail Stanton from Hope Valley.
- Hello. - Hope Valley.
Me and my husband had some dealings
here back when it was called Coal Valley.
How so?
Some fellow convinced him to invest in a mining operation.
Yeah, I tried to talk him out of it, but, uh...
anyhoo, we lost a bundle.
You're talking about Henry Gowen.
Yeah.
Yeah, that's him.
Thank you, Tess.
My article won't be complete unless
I interview the person in charge.
- How's it been going? - Great.
Uh, enjoying the food and beverage stands?
I am, I am.
What do you think of the town?
It's quaint. But it's no Paris or Rome.
It's not trying to be.
But you sense the small-town charm, don't you?
Wait. I'm the writer and you're the one asking all the questions?
- Sorry. Uh, ask away. - How long you been here?
I think you know the answer to that.
I'm looking for quotes to put in.
Uh... I arrived the day after the Great Brookfield Fire.
Is that what they're calling it?
- No, but it makes for a better quote. - You're a natural.
Did you intend to stay here this long?
- Not at all. - What is it about this town?
The people, they're...
Oh, dear. Um, we'll continue this later.
Yeah, that's okay.
Let's just make sure the children don't see you.
Oh.
Okay, it looks like you've had an allergic reaction.
Oh...
- What? - Cinmon!
Cinnamon. Oh.
Oh, look! It... it...
Oh, this is great! I mean...
Some butterbur extract should help bring down the swelling.
- Yeah? - Yeah.
Or, uh, or maybe it won't.
- Sam, right? - That's right.
Oh. Did you organize the festival with Maggie?
I just help out on occasion.
Are you her assistant?
Uh, no, but I do whatever she needs.
I guess I am her assistant. Have you seen her?
She's with a patient.
Well, if she asks, tell her I have the caroller schedule.
Oh.
It could've been the Cannelle Custard Tart.
I know it was.
How can you be so sure?
Um, "cannelle" is French for cinnamon.
Oh.
Not knowing that language could've killed me.
- I think you'll survive. - You wouldn't have made that mistake.
Well, I spent six months in Paris and three in Marseille.
- Where haven't you been? - Lots of places.
Anyway, I'm pulling you from Santa duty.
Oh, no! Look, look. I-I can still do it.
Ho-ho-ho!
Joe? Santa is supposed to bring joy to children,
not... frighten them.
Go home and get better.
Ho-ho-ho.
Lillian, I know we've been stuck in the same place.
Stuck? Stu...
Come on, Kinslow, that's the best you can do?
This is going to go great.
- Lillian. - Hi.
I got you a little something for Christmas.
Oh, thank you. I got you a little something, too.
Oh, thank you. I wasn't expecting...
Um, listen, I was hoping we could have a moment alone to talk.
Uh, Gabriel, Joe can't be Santa. Can you step in for him?
Oh, I-I'd love to, but I have to be on duty.
Uh, totally understandable. I will find someone else.
Anyway, like I was saying...
I thought you said we could have hot chocolate.
- We will. - Hot chocolate!
Never mind. Uh, we'll talk later.
- Bye! - Hot chocolate!
- Okay, let's go get some hot chocolate. - Let's go!
Oh.
This tree is so beautiful.
Being here has got me thinking of me and my sister.
I don't know what would've happened without you.
Oh, Cody. Nothing has made me happier than being your mom.
You mean it?
With all my heart.
? Jingle bells, jingle bells ?
? Jingle all the way ?
? Oh, what fun it is to ride ?
? In a one-horse open sleigh ?
One cider, please, sir. Ahem.
Thank you. Ah!
- You can tell me. - Uh, tell you what?
What time you're coming tonight.
Uh, coming where?
To the orphanage.
But I-I-I'm not going to the orphanage tonight.
Why not?
Why... would I?
Fine, then! Don't come! I don't care!
Violet, what's wrong? Violet!
Hmm. Kids.
Violet, hey, hey, hey. What's wrong?
I must've been bad.
- What happened? - Santa's not coming.
That's not true. No, no, of course he is.
I just talked to him.
- You talked to who? - Santa.
Mr. Stewart. They're the same.
Why... why do you say that?
I saw him with his reindeers and his wagon full of presents!
Okay.
Mr. Stewart isn't Santa...
- Yes, he is! - Okay.
Let's say for a second that you're right...
- Which I am. - Okay.
If Santa wants to disguise himself as a hotel owner,
do you think he'd want the whole world to know?
But I wouldn't tell anyone.
Are you sure?
Guess I already did.
See? Even if Mr. Stewart was Santa,
he'd have to make you believe that he wasn't.
Santa's coming. I promise.
I need you to be Santa.
Right.
Uh, yes, really. Joe's out of action.
Well, isn't there anyone else who can do it?
Believe me, I have tried. I cannot find Sam, or I'd ask him.
It's... just that Christmas and children, they...
don't go well together.
I beg your pardon?
Uh, they turn into these greedy little things.
You know, "I want this, I want that."
It's unbecoming.
Fine! I'll do it.
Are you okay, Violet?
She is now. Right? Yeah.
Alright, let's go back and enjoy the festival.
Santa's scheduled to be here any minute.
Do you think it's true, what Roy said?
What did Roy say?
That wishing for something don't make it happen.
Well, I wished to find my sister and I found her.
I wished to start an orphanage and here we are. So...
Maybe some wishes are just more important than others.
Or more worthy.
So if I want a wish to come true, it has to be really important?
Maybe.
I'm telling you, the speed will make your heart pound.
- Oh, did I mention it's red? - Uh, you did.
And the feel of the road beneath your...
Wow. There's nothing like it.
Alright, all done.
Well. Oh, hey, I, uh, I look good.
Oh, listen, can we make sure the kids keep moving along quickly?
You know? 'Cause otherwise, they're gonna go on
and on and on about what they want.
Good. Ah.
Ho-ho! Next.
- Is everything okay? - We're fine. Yeah.
Ho-ho-ho-ho-ho-ho!
Merry Christmas, everybody!
Remember,
Santa doesn't have a lot of time today,
so let's keep it short and moving quick.
Also, no sticky hands or fingers.
Who's ready to talk to Santa?!
Lovely. One after the other.
- Ho-ho! - Roy, come on.
- Save my spot. - Where are you going?
Talk to Santa.
- I don't want to. - Tell him that you wish for a pony.
- I told you... - If your wish is worthy,
it can come true.
Do what you want, but I don't believe it.
Come on! Violet!
Hurry!
- Ahem-hem-hem! - You're next, sweetheart.
Chop-chop. Ahem-hem. Here we are.
Alrighty. And, uh,
what would you like Santa to bring you for Christmas, young lady?
I would like you to get my friend Roy a pony.
Oh, wh-wh-what about for you?
That's all I wish for.
Really? Heh. Interesting.
Uh, next?
And, uh, how about you, young lady?
Forget the Raggedy Ann doll. Please get Roy a pony.
Uh, Roy...
Hello, young man. And what would you like for Christmas?
- Roy needs a pony. - Roy needs a... Okay.
- A pony for Roy. - Who is this Roy?
Ah.
- A pony for Roy. - Of... of course. Right.
Last one, Santa.
- A pony for Roy. - Oh, that's it. Okay, we're done.
Oh, yeah, right.
Ah...
- Oh. - Oh, dear.
Ronnie, you okay?
- Guess I've seen it all. - What do you mean?
Every kid out there...
every kid out there told me exactly what they wanted for themselves.
Every kid except the kids in your orphanage.
They all said what they wanted for Roy.
I-I don't get it.
Your kids have suffered more than anyone and...
their Christmas wish is for someone else?
You're doing a great job, Ronnie.
Children. Come here.
Oh, my goodness.
- Was our wish worthy? - It was.
Very worthy.
But remember, it took me years to find
Grace and start my orphanage. Yeah?
Well, who would like a cookie? My treat.
- Me! - Ooh!
You're in charge.
Alright. Sure. Let's go, guys.
So proud of you.
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- Can we talk? - Uh...
It's okay, Lillian. I'll wait for the children.
What is it?
I want you to know that...
I really value our friendship.
So do I.
Spending time with you and the kids,
it's always the highlight of my day.
But as a Mountie, my job is to uphold the truth.
The truth is...
I have other feelings for you.
Feelings that...
possibly go beyond...
Actions speak louder than words.
No kidding.
You're up. Where's Lillian?
- Oh, um... - Oh, I'm right here.
- Well, well. - Oh, pardon me.
Abigail, Cody, will you join us?
We would love to.
- Oh, let's Joy to the World. - Okay.
Merry Christmas! Ho-ho-ho-ho-ho-ho!
The stagecoach is leaving soon.
I'm not going to be on it, Paul.
I know.
I used to be a beat reporter before I was a travel writer.
- I can see the headline. - And what is it?
Maggie Parsons is invigorated by Brookfield.
You know... places used to fill me with wonder.
Now people do.
And one person in particular.
Ah, well, there you're wrong.
There's no one person in my life right now.
Maybe you don't even realize it.
Picture's worth a thousand words.
Merry Christmas, Maggie.
Merry Christmas, Paul.
- You don't have the money? - Well, I-I did.
- Well, what happened? - I-I used it for, uh...
Something else.
What could be more important than this little beauty?
Well... you'd be surprised.
Here.
I thought you said the $20 was non-refundable.
Merry Christmas.
Ho-ho-ho.
- Go, go, go. - Did Santa come?
Of course!
Make room for Miss Lillian!
- Okay. - Roy, come on.
Now, you have all been so good this year,
but I think even Santa has a budget sometimes.
What was that?
I knew it!
Come on.
See, Roy? Wishes do come true.
Oh, Ronnie, it was just a car.
It was not just a car. It was a speedster.
- What, there's a difference? - Yeah.
- Oh. - Mrs. Stewart.
A telegram came for you.
Thank you.
Tess?
Tess, what is it?
Um...
"Merry Christmas, Mom. I love you.
And thanks for being the best mama bear a boy could ever wish for."
He remembers.
Merry Christmas, mama bear.
Merry Christmas, Ronnie.
Honey? You gotta see this!
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