Good Witch

Previously on Good Witch.

How did you sleep? Good dreams?

Actually, not a one.

Your brother is coming home for the engagement party.

Sounds like there might be a little trouble in paradise.

Hey, stranger. - Hahaha!

It's a cool bracelet.

It was a gift from some of the kids in the village.

You met someone. - I wish these dirt bags would

talk to us. - Our intuition isn't

very intuitive right now.

Look familiar? - I think it's time

we had a talk.

You know how, in classic mysteries,

the butler always did it?

Well, in this mystery...

the handyman did it.

You gave us the bags of dirt?

Didn't see that coming. - I don't think any of us did.

One of us should have.

How could you leave us hanging for two months?

Well, I needed you all together, and this one

ran off to Vermont. - That was a mistake.

Ah, your great-grandmother used to say,

"Forget the mistakes,

remember the lesson."

You knew Laurel? - Very well.

OK, how did we not know about this?

My guess is that's how she wanted it.

You're not wrong, kiddo.

Mm-hmm. - I met Laurel when I was 17.

She hired me to repaint the gazebo.

Haha! I got my first taste of tea working for her.

She used to steep a fresh pot every day.

We'd sit out there chatting for hours.

How long did it take you to paint that gazebo?

Haha! When it was done,

I started taking care of the yard.

Is that where the dirt came from?

No. This dirt has had

a much longer trip than that. Laurel told me

it came from the original Merriwick farm, in England.

OK, what else

did you two gab about over all that tea?

She made me promise not to give you three

the pouches until the next red-haloed Moon.

She knew there'd be three of us.

Hmm. She also knew who she could trust.

It wasn't easy

not telling you I knew your great-grandmother.

Yeah, but you couldn't risk us finding out about the satchels.

She never told me what they were for,

but she said figuring it out was part of your journey.

Looks like the cat's already out of the bag.

But we don't know what the symbol has to do

with the red-haloed Moon. - That makes four of us.

I have a feeling

that two of us know more than they're saying.

Sam and I saw this symbol

in the sand on an island today.

It was made of rocks, wasn't it?

I brought you coffee, and an apple-crumb doughnut.

I'm sorry, I should have told my mother

we wanted a long engagement. - Yes, you should have.

Do you want half?

My brother lost his job.

Since last night? - Since last week!

He didn't come home for a party. - He came home to lay low.

Golden Boy is not so golden. - How did you find out?

Quinn called me on the way to the airport.

Do your parents know? - Not yet,

but they just invited us for dinner

to celebrate everyone being together.

I've never seen you so excited for a family dinner.

Can you make it? - I wouldn't miss it.

I think it's great that you two are finally

gonna talk things out. - You do?

You know what? I-I don't.

Wait, what just happened? - Blowing the whistle

is exactly what Daniel would do.

Why don't you focus less on the whistleblowing

and more on the talking things out.

Last night was pretty amazing. - Should we do it again tonight?

I'm in, but we finished up all the whipped cream.

Well, can't have banana splits without whipped cream,

so I'll pick some up after the driving range.

You don't need your golf clubs for the driving range,

do you? - Oh no.

I'm afraid, yes.

Where are the rest of them? - Lodged underneath my bumper.

Why don't you see if you can go rescue the rest of them.

I wouldn't get your hopes up.

Oh, Cassie, I just feel awful.

Oh, accidents happen.

Hmm? Oh yes, yes, of course. Well, I mean

the perfect theme for this year's Movie Night in the Park

has not happened. I've got nothing, nada, nil.

What's the movie? - My dear, sweet, innocent Joy,

one never puts the cart before the horse

or the movie before the theme.

One should never leave things 'til the last minute,

but it might just be my innocence talking.

Maybe the answer

is right around the corner.

Well, the good news is your car is fine.

Oh! - The bad news is

you're not gonna sink too many putts with this thing.

You have some gravel on you. - And some grime

and some grease.

Grease is the word!

Kiss your brain, you're brilliant!

The theme for this year's Movie Night in the Park

will be all things fifties.

Oh... Poodle skirts. - Hmm!

Hula-hoops! - Oh!

How about drag races?

Silly Samuel. We can always find a way

to drag it out in Middleton.

Hmm. - Yeah, grease is

definitely the word.

I was just thinking about you.

That I can't wait to see you on Monday.

Surprise!

What?!

Are you really here right now?

Only one way to find out!

Wow! You really do have coffee every morning

from a baseball mug. - And you really do drive

and old-school Jeep with no doors.

Wanna take a ride?

You could show me the town that I've heard so much about.

Slow down, you just got here.

I told you, I'm spontaneous.

Yeah, well, spontaneous is great

as long as I have some warning.

I haven't seen you in a week. I miss my gin buddy.

I miss my gin buddy too.

We played enough cards for me to know when you're bluffing.

I-I'm not bluffing. Who's bluffing?

OK, maybe this wasn't such a good idea.

No, no.

This was a great idea.

But...?

But...

Stephanie lives here. - Your ex?

She's still your ex, right?

She is...

...but I-I really don't want to make her feel uncomfortable.

Well, this just got uncomfortable.

Ah... - Just... my own fault

'cause I tried to surprise you.

No, it... it was a... it was a great surprise.

Just not great timing.

Let's go back to the original plan.

I can't wait to get

on that plane with you.

Me too.

So, will you talk

about the email that you sent me at 2 a.m.?

Um, my alcove idea? Did you love it?

I'd love it more at 2 p.m.

Don't you ever sleep? - No. Not while I'm designing.

It's my prime time. - Ah...

Hmm, somebody's popular.

Yeah. Apparently, five different guys

are "catching my vibe" on Sparksy?

And... how do you feel about that?

Confused. I'm not on Sparksy.

If I told you I made you a profile,

how would you feel about that?

Uh, not great.

I am not looking to swipe my way to

Mr. Right.

When I met my Mr. Right, there was no swiping,

only sweeping...

me off my feet.

How did you and Mr. T meet?

We were both reaching

for a copy of Rocket Man in the record store.

Oh... - Bingo! Someone's got a match.

OK, I'm taking it down. Sorry, I was just trying to help.

I know. I'm just not looking to dive into the dating pool.

The old belly flop of love can leave quite the sting.

But when you do find that perfect match,

31 years later, you will still feel

goosebumps when they walk into the room.

I'll have what she's having.

What are you having? - Hmm? Oh!

100 cheeseburgers, 100 orders of fries

and root beer floats galore. - Movie Night in the Park?

With a fifties theme.

So fire up that fryer and grease up that grill.

Hmm... you got it, Daddy-0.

That's the spirit! Ta-ta!

Seriously?

In the field? - Literally.

Well, if I'm being literal, it was in the dugout.

Coachman down, and my nephew came and got me.

He didn't respond to CPR?

Twelve minutes and he was still asystole,