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So the legend is pretty well known. Bound for safe harbor,

the Viking captain sailed Lake Superior with his only daughter,

sharing with her the many wonders and the legends of the

great lake. But a terrible storm hit and the ship went down. The

little girl was separated from her father, drifting away on a

piece of the ship's debris. The Viking washed up on Encampment

Island, alone and devastated. And the little girl was rescued,

taken in by a native tribe that brought her in as one of their own.

Convinced his daughter was still alive, the Viking rebuilt

his ship.

And with strength and fierce determination, he set out

to find her.

But the years pass by with no sign of his daughter.

Mad with grief, the Viking threw his compass into the waters,

destined to forever circle the infinite lake. But the compass

found its way to shore, found its way to his lost daughter.

The lost daughter showed her compass to the Ojibwe mother who

told her it was a sign. Her father was still out there,

still alone, still searching. One day, her dream of being

Virginia!

¶Played a show in South Dakota, leave 6:00 AM from¶

¶Minnesota, and I was hoping you wanna go. Just pack the bags¶

¶and I'll pack the van. Ain't got no destination, ain't got¶

¶no plan. But where we going, it's halfway to the coast. Now¶

¶with the passing semis left and right, highways lit by the soft¶

¶moonlight and then she sleeps, I drive on through the night¶

¶till the morning when my baby takes the wheel.¶

¶South Dakota, Nebraska, and Cheyenne, Utah, no difference¶

¶between the sky and land--¶

Is that Mister?

Hello. My name is Mister, the wandering robot.

Could I trouble you for a ride?

I follow him on Instagram. People think he's dead

because he hasn't posted in a while.

Yeah, well, he's not, so...

Not all those who wander are lost.

Can I take him next? -No.

Aren't you supposed to pass him off to other people?

Bye.

Goodbye and thank you for the lift. I will send you

a postcard from the Windy City.

Dude, you're pitiful.

Hello. My name is Mister, the wandering robot.

Could I trouble you for a ride?

You're gonna have to come up with something to talk

about because I am fresh out of ideas.

Would you like to hear a joke?

I know all of your jokes.

Lake Superior. French, Lac-Superieur.

Yeah, I know where we are.

The lake is shared by Canada's Ontario and

the United States-- -Stop. Shut down. Off.

The Ojibwe called the lake Gichigami--

SHUT UP.

¶TRAVELING THROUGH THE GRAVEYARD WITH A SUITCASE FULL¶

¶OF SPARKS, HONEY I'M JUST TRYING TO FIND MY WAY TO YOU.¶

¶LIT UP EVERY CAMPFIRE I FOUND OUT IN THE DARK¶

¶OH I CUT DOWN ALL THE COTTONWOODS¶

¶I PICKED UP ALL THE ARROWHEADS¶

¶OFF THE BUFFALO TRAILS OF THE INDIANS¶

¶THE OKLAHOMA SKY...WAS CUTTING THROUGH¶

¶ALONG THE TRACKS WITH THE RUNAWAY¶

¶HE JUST TALKS AND TALKS AND TALKS¶

¶HONEY I'M JUST TRYING TO FIND MY WAY TO YOU¶

This won't take long.

Hey, Lyle.

She, um, she died two or three years ago. But she made

it to 31 years old, which is pretty good for a horse, if you

ask me. I think it might have been a tick bite, but the

autopsy was inconclusive.

Which, of course, is a joke.

Hillman.

-Oh, you're going up... -Yeah, I'm up top I guess.

Okay.

Oh, Hillman Sterling IV, or V, whichever it was.

Well, still III, believe it or not.

You don't still have a crush on me, do you? 'Cause that was,

like, 15 years ago.

I was finally able to move on. I'm now a married man.

There's no ring on your finger.

Hmm? Oh.

I lost a ton of weight recently.

Oh. Sorry. I didn't mean to--I didn't mean to laugh.

-No, it's okay. You can laugh. -But--but you look good.

A lot of people did.

You look good. Your wife's a lucky woman.

Yeah.

Do you, do you ever tell her how you used to

spy on me in the shower?

I never did that.

Every summer, you'd come visit and you would take the spoon and

you'd slide it under the bathroom door just hoping to get

a glimpse of naked Lyle.

I happen to drop the spoon.

It just slid under the bathroom door.

You dropped the spoon a lot.

Okay.

The polished stuff like from the dining hall spoon rack.

Okay.

Sorry to hear about your aunt.

Well, she wasn't a very nice woman, but thank you.

You know, I was kind of surprised that she would

mention me.

In the will, yeah. Yeah. I wasn't even in there.

No, I wasn't. All four of you girls were in there, which

is--which is fine, but, legally, we can't open the whole thing

until you're all present.

And where are they?

Brooke and Nakoda should be landing about now.

Still inseparable?

Yeah. Yeah. Sisters from another--

-huh, how does that phrase go?

And Addison?

Well, she told me she'd be here. I'm just waiting to hear back.

I can't hang out all weekend just hoping that she shows up.

I--I've got to be at a job interview on Monday.

No, she'll be here. Just give her a chance.

See you next fall.

Lyle!

Are you kidding me right now? Check this out.

How gross is this?

She would be, right?

Thank you. Hi.

Oh, you're so pretty. Oh!

What?

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¶DOLARHYDE STEPS OUT ON AN OLD¶

Do you remember the song the colonel

used to play before we'd go to bed?

I just remember Moira screaming at him for

keeping us up past bedtime.

He said I was like a daughter once.

Aww, that's because you were his favorite.

Always acting like you were interested in that stupid car.

It's a '55 Packard. I was interested.

You were the favorite because you were the tattletale.

I was not a tattletale. I was responsible.

Spit that out!

I wasn't gonna swallow.

That's disgusting.

You're disgusting.

You're disgusting. You're, disgusting!

What is it?

Hmm. To Virginia.

To Virginia.

To Virginia.

Best little sister we could have asked for.

Meh--I have to pee again.

Where did you get that wine?

From your dead aunt.

Come on, guys.

Loosen up, man. How much stuff do you even have in your butt?

Up my butt you mean, "in my butt" doesn't make any sense.

Did you hear from Addison yet?

Yeah.

Um, she said she's not coming.

Oh. Called it.

Call her again. I'll talk to her.

I tried. Her phone's off.

Can't we just open the will and pretend she was here?

Yeah. Lyle, will let you watch her in the shower.

I will.

No. That--I can't do that.

Watch her in the shower, since when?

Tomorrow morning, we can call Addison and see if--

I don't have until tomorrow morning.

Well, I don't know what to tell you, unless you wanna drive up

there and drag her back here yourself.

Remember when Addison lit your Barbie house on fire?

It wasn't a Barbie house. It wafort.

Why was there doll furniture in it?

The soldiers needed somewhere to sit.

You're such a freak.

So why don't we just go up there and get her then?

I'm not gonna drive all the way up there just so

she can say no to our faces.

Yeah, and I'm pregnant, and I don't want to.

Does anybody have her address?

She just said she was working late at some tavern up there.

Well, there's only one tavern in Grand Marais,

so I guess I'm going.

Was that--

did one of you just--

--did one of you just pass gas?

Go away now.

You're so mean to him.

You sure you're good?