The Way Home

Previously on The Way Home.

There's always the option of leaving your nest

and coming and joining mine. - Leave Landry Farm?

He has developed a real aversion to that path through the woods.

What is Jacob doing in Toronto?

Is he working there?

Hi, I'm Tessa.

Tessa's the hardest working waitress Coyle's ever had.

I'm glad you got to see Cole.

They're growing up without me.

It's the same bracelet.

You do know somebody from the future.

Asking the wrong questions around here

will get you killed, Kitty Kat.

Did someone put something in my drink?

Hello?

Hey, buddy.

A little help here?

Two espresso martinis.

Uh, uh, we don't, uh, serve that here.

Whisky Bar. It's just the classics.

I like that. But...

maybe I'm old school.

I'm old school too.

Well, I'm not.

Let's go.

There's this place down the street

that lights their drinks on fire.

Cool.

Officially the last time I ever agree to a blind date.

See you, Old School.

Wish me luck.

Something tells me you won't need it.

What? Why are you looking at me like that?

No reason, old friend.

Just wondering how long you plan to stay stuck behind this bar.

Mom's been gone all night.

It's just like Kat to see a bracelet

in an old film and then disappear.

She's trying to help.

She thought that the bracelet meant that

Fern knew your mom. I mean, it's possible, right?

I guess they could have met

if she and Griffin had landed in 1925 when they jumped,

but she didn't stay long.

My dad gave me this when he was here. It's from my mom.

The family ring was with it, which means...

That Tessa did come back from the past?

This is all so confusing. I just...

I miss the good old days when time travel

was just to hang out with my teenage mom.

Well, not just your mom.

Nick!

What are you doing here?

Closing on a house. I'm about to be an official

Port Havenite again. Buddy!

Wait, you finally bought something?

Yes. Well, remotely.

One last season on the yacht circuit did the trick.

Claire and I can finally afford a place, so...

Coming home, buddy.

Wow.

So, uh, is Claire with you?

Nah, she's at work.

But come on, tell me the latest pond drama.

It's, uh, a little complicated.

Well, we have dealt with complicated before.

So come on, start from the beginning.

My place could really use your green thumb, Del.

I am not gonna disagree with you.

Speaking of which...

we haven't really talked about that whole

moving in with me thing since I brought it up.

Oh, yeah. I've thought about it, Sam,

and I can't think about leaving the farm.

Not right now. - Right.

So, uh, if you don't mind, can we put that idea on pause?

Of course.

Take all the time you need.

So you're all right with that?

I'm not going anywhere, Del.

Come fall, we can still spend as much time as we'd like together,

regardless of whose roof it's under.

We can have our movie nights, quiet dinners.

Just hunker down.

Just the two of us.

Yeah. Um, that sounds good.

Hello?

Anybody?

This is all a very big mistake.

I can't believe this.

Mmh. Talking to yourself is never a good sign.

Finally. Okay, listen, listen.

You have got the wrong impression of me.

- That's what they all say. - Um...

But I just see a gal who always has a drink in her hand.

What?

So, out with it.

Who are you really?

You have no ID, no money, no purse.

You tell me where Fern is,

and maybe I'll tell you who I am.

Fern's fine. Though she put up quite a fuss

as they were dragging you away.

I don't remember any of that at all.

Well, that makes sense. You were passed out drunk

on the Coffee Spoon floor.

I was not drunk, okay?

I was drugged by those Augie boy creeps.

I mean, don't you even realize that they're bootleggers?

Percy and Moe have seen the inside of that cell many a time.

That's apparently what we do here.

Jail them, fine them, let them go.

Wheel keeps turning.

I thought it'd be different, but nope.

It's just a vicious money-making cycle.

Doesn't sound like you really love your job.

You don't sound like you're from around here.

So, how about you tell me what brought you to town,

and I'll tell you my feelings about working here.

Kitty Kat?

Fern!

How come no one invited me to the party?

Miss Landry, here to fraternize with our criminal?

Oh, I'm here to thank you, Inspector.

Five Star hotel couldn't have treated

my girlfriend any better, but it's time for her to check out.

I paid the bail and we'll be going.

You paid the bail?

I'm a modern girl with modern means.

Now, if you would be so kind as to open the cell,

we'll be on our way.

So you think your mom time travelled,

came back, and died? - Yeah.

And Kat thinks your mom time travelled, got trapped,

and is in the 1920s? - Mm-hmm.

But if Tessa's in the 1920s,

technically, she's long since dead anyway, right?

Okay, maybe let's call it on the dead mom talk?

Look who's here!

Aww.

Always nice to see you, honey.

- Sam. - How are you doing, Nick?

Well, I have news.

I'm coming back for good.

Oh, wow. That's fantastic.

Now all I need is a boat.

Del?

Colton's boat. It's not for sale.

Not yet. But now that I'm here,

I'm not going to give up so easily.

Oh, well, I'm ready for the challenge.

- Who's that? - Julian.

Nick's biological dad.

There my boy!

Big stage actor. Pretty well known, actually.

Can you believe I'm gonna be a homeowner?

Bet you thought

you'd never see the day. Thanks for coming, Julian.

Are you kidding? I wouldn't miss it.

Plus, your mom's made me contractually obligated

to be present for all pivotal child-related moments.

Julian, you know Elliot?

- Of course. - Good to see you, Julian.

And this is Alice.

- Hi. - Hi.

Nice to meet you.

And somehow, I don't think you've met

the Landry matriarch yet, Delilah.

Uh, no. I would have remembered if I had.

Nice to meet you, Julian. I've heard a lot about you.

Well, it's a pleasure, Delilah.

And I'm Sam, Delilah's boyfriend.

Oh, luckiest man in Port Haven!

Correct, sir.

- Who wants coffee? - Uh, yep.

You two have a wonderful place here.

- It's, uh, it's... - Oh, the farm's mine.

Well, my family's.

Well, I was raised on a farm myself.

Not one as beautiful as this one.

It's not a livelihood for the faint of heart.

You didn't stick with it, then?

No, I chose the much more stable career

of a Canadian theatre actor.

Well, Jude and Joyce say that you've made quite a name

for yourself over the years.

Celebrity in extremely niche circles, perhaps.

But if you ever find yourself in Stratford,

feel free to drop my name.

I'll keep that in mind.

Snapdragons.

Um, pardon me?

Uh, my mom planted them everywhere on our farm.

Oh.

Well, um, let's join the others. - Yes.

Just be honest.

How did you know that song from last night?

It's from 60 years in the future.

Songs are timeless, Kitty.