You have a wonderful eye for treasures, Albert.
S1 E15Unfinished Business
May I let you in on a little secret, Albert? Girls don't care if a gift is fancy, even if we used to be rich.
Really?!
What we care about are gifts that come from the heart. Like this one.
I made that!
So you clearly don't need my advice.
I'll be brief, which most of you know is against my nature.
To be honest I'm not the world's best cook. I think I was born without that particular talent. Perhaps you've heard that rumor around town.
No.
Your well being is all I ever cared about.I hope you can forgive me.
And you.Stop with all the smiling.What game are you playing Jack?
You have absolutely the worst sense of timing in many ways.
Can I help you, constable?
Actually it's just Jack tonight, as you can see.
I stand corrected.
How's your reading student coming along?
Still working on it.
Elizabeth, I was thinking. I do not see you very often since I moved out of the saloon. I miss our friendship. And I was wondering if you might be inclined to have supper with me.
To be clear, when you say you'd like to have supper, you mean you'd like to come to my house where I will be the one doing the cooking?
Oh, no! No, why would you think that?
So what then? Chili and cornbread here at the saloon?
Yeah. No. Uh, I guess I hadn't fully thought it through.
Well, I would love to, but I'm very busy with work and I was planning on cleaning out my closet.
But, I didn't tell you which night I was considering.
Of course. I'm sorry.
How about Friday night?
Actually, that's the very night I was planning on cleaning out my closet.
I see. Well maybe another time then. Good evening.
[sigh] Jack. On second thought, I actually could use your help with one of my students.
Yeah, of course.
So why don't you meet me here tomorrow night? I'll even share a bowl of chili with you.
Good evening, Miss Thatcher.
Good evening. Thank you for coming.
You're welcome.
Please sit here across from me.
I--I thought we were gonna have some dinner together.
We will. You said you wanted to be friends, and right now I could use a friend to help me with this.
Right. Right.
I'm going to be administering an intelligence test. The research shows that some of the smartest students are also the slowest readers--
And my taking this test helps you how?
I need someone to practice on, you'll be my guinea pig.
Guinea pig.
Yes. Now scientists are using guinea pigs for their experimentation. Alright. It's a written test, but I'd like to open with a question to assess your basic comprehension level. I want to make sure you can follow simple instructions.
OK.
Pay me a compliment.
I don't understand.
It's a simple test to determine whether you can follow directions.
Oh. I see. [pause] I admire how dedicated you are to your students.
Elizabeth looks away.
Not good?
There's no good or bad, it's only an opportunity to assess your ability to follow directions.
No, I want to change my answer.
Well, that's very unorthodox, but you may.
You look really beautiful tonight.
Very good. Please take your pencil, turn over your pages and begin. You will have one hour to complete the test. Then we can have dinner.
[looks at the complexity of the test] Come on.
What?
Really?
It will show your ability to [reads instructions] to perform prehension provoked by visual perception.
That's a lot of p-words I didn't quite grasp.
Well here's another p-word for you. Please?
Brilliant. Simply brilliant.
Oh, I think I need to sit down!
Did you hear what Miss Thatcher said, Ma?! She said I'm smart.
The first step in helping Bo was to give him an intelligence test. He scored extremely high.
I can't wait for Pa to get home so I can tell him.
But I'm confused. How could he take a test if he can't read?
I read Bo the questions, and he remembered all of them. I think Bo has a condition called word blindness. A fancy name for it is dyslexia....I think, with the right tools and methods, Bo will be able to learn to read.
Abigail, I would never tell you what to do. But you are one of the most remarkable women I've ever met. You didn't think you could help Carla deliver those twins, but all three of them wouldn't be alive if it weren't for you. And none of those widows would have their homes if you hadn't led them into the mine. I believe in you! And I believe you can accomplish anything you set your mind to.
Jack, do you stay up late at night thinking of ways to drive me batty?
Nope, don't have to, just sort of comes out naturally.
You look silly!
What do you mean, sweetie?
Uh...
I have paint on my nose, don't I.
Jack touches her nose, and shows Elizabeth the blue paint that has transferred to his finger
How long were you going to let me go on like that?!
I don't know. All day?
Talking to yourself again? I'm beginning to worry about your mental health.
It's this play. I hardly slept a wink last night. I've never directed a play before!
Well, didn't they go through that in that big-city university you attended?
I didn't go to drama school, Jack. I went to teacher college.
"No great dramatist exists without a touch of madness." Aristotle.
Well aren't you just full of surprises?
Yes.
Did any of you know about this?
Why would we know anything about this? We weren't the ones who painted the backdrop.
It does look a lot like you and Mountie Jack, though.
No it doesn't, James, it doesn't at all! And I'll ask that you three forget all about this incident.
Lips are sealed, Miss Thatcher.
...
Jack, are you aware that someone painted a tiny likeness of the two of us on the Founder's Day backdrop?
Likeness?
Yes! And it's hidden there like a stick of dynamite just waiting to go off, and some of my students just lit the fuse.
What are we doing in the painting?
Um, I can't really say. We're--we're kissing.
We're kissing?! Well that is completely inappropriate. Pure fiction!
Yes. Fiction.
Who would do such a thing? You know, I think I should launch an investigation, interrogate some of your students until we get to the bottom of this.
Uh, alright. But on second thought, both of our reputations are on the line here.
Hm. That is a good point. But I promise I will get to the bottom of this. Don't you worry.
I'm glad you're on the case. [pause] I'm gonna go!
Have a good day!
Jack returns to his desk, and shoves his paint supplies into a drawer, then turns to his dog, Rip.
Our little secret, boy.
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