[horses whinnying]
[horse nickers]
♪ I'm gonna ride ♪
♪ I'm riding free ♪
♪ So come along, let's go along ♪
♪ Come on a journey with me ♪
♪ I'm gonna ride ♪
♪ I'm riding free ♪
♪ As long as I am here with you ♪
♪ I feel the spirit within me ♪
♪ Yeah ♪
[train whistle bellows]
-[Lucky sighs] -[Abigail clears throat]
It was a nice service.
Yeah, very formal. I'm sure your grandpa would have loved it.
I mean, not that you'd love your own funeral, or that you'd even want one.
I mean, you do, but--
It's OK.
[sighs] Thank you for saying that, and thank you for coming to the funeral.
Means a lot to me.
The whole thing felt so... impersonal.
Your aunt gave a heartwarming speech... I think.
It was a little hard to understand her, with all her crying,
w-which was touching, in its own way.
At least she was up there trying. My dad didn't say anything.
All anyone talked about was, "What a hard worker Grandpa was."
No one talked about him.
[Pru] He was good at his job.
Look at this train and the track that it's on.
He built all this, and it brought you to Miradero.
Of course, later, he didn't want you to actually stay in Miradero-- Ow!
We had that one little fight,
but we were still really close!
Really.
[sighs] I should have spoken at the service.
I could have told everyone what a wonderful grandpa he was
and how much he meant to me.
[sighs] I never got the chance to tell him all that.
He knew how much you loved him, Lucky.
Yeah.
[horse neighs]
[horses nickering]
-[door opens] -[Spirit nickers]
Hey, Spirit.
Go on. Welcome home, boy.
[Spirit neighs]
[horses whinnying]
[train whistle bellows]
[steam hisses]
[Polly giggling]
[Jim grunts]
How you doing, sweet pea?
Oh, it will be so good to have you home for a few days, Lucky.
We can quilt and have a tea party.
And, of course, Clancy will be thrilled to see you.
[Aunt Cora sobs]
[blows nose]
Oh, thank you. [clears throat]
I'm sorry.
It's just... Papa loved Clancy dearly.
[Aunt Cora sobs]
Yes, Cora. They were very close.
-How about we head home? -[Polly giggles]
Actually, I need to run.
What?
I've got a ton of work to do since Dad...
It's just a busy time.
[Polly babbles]
Wow! It's exactly how we left it.
Hello, Junipero!
Hello, hay bales!
[Pru] Hello, dust bunnies!
Poor Lucky,
not having a chance to tell her grandpa how she felt.
But I guess you never know when you're gonna lose someone.
Uh-huh.
So you better make sure people always know how you feel.
Boomerang, you're my special little boy, and I love you.
-[Boomerang snorts] -I love you, Chica Linda.
Junipero, Tambourine, I love you, too.
Barn spiders, I appreciate your webmanship.
Hay bales, you already know how I feel about you.
But in case you don't...
And I love you, Pru.
You're one of my best friends,
and I treasure every minute I get to spend with you,
however long that might be.
Uh... OK, Abigail. [chuckles]
Do you think we should repaint the barn? Maybe it's too yellow?
-Oh, hey, Dad. -Pru!
Ah! There's my book-learning cowgirl!
Your mom and I can't wait to have you home this week,
because someone has to clean your room. [laughs]
We missed you, Mr. Granger!
And I just want to tell you how much you mean to me, before it's too late!
"Too late"? Too late for what? Do you know something I don't know?
Just in case. You can't prepare for the great unknown.
W-Well, then... thank you.
I'm gonna go rustle up some grub for you girls.
[Polly babbling]
[Lucky laughs]
[sighs] Polly will never get to know Grandpa like I did.
Good thing she's got a big sister to tell her how great he was.
And we're here for you, if you want to talk.
I know you weren't on the best of terms with your grandfather
after your birthday...
[scoffs] What are you talking about? I loved Grandpa.
I just... feel bad for Polly.
[Polly babbles]
[Aunt Cora grunts]
Hey, Aunt Cora! What's this?
Jim, you didn't tell her?
Your father and I have good news, Lucky.
As good as any news can be in these dark times.
JP and Sons will be dedicating a memorial to your grandfather in our train station.
-Oh! It's an honor. -Jim, where are you going?
[sighs] I have to take care of some things at the depot. Never a moment's rest.
-[Lucky] So, this is for the dedication? -It's Papa's official portrait.
Just think, this will be on display for people to see every day.
But he looks so... so angry.
Really? I think it looks just like him.
I seem to remember that expression from our wedding.
No way! We've got to use a better picture of Grandpa.
One that shows the kind, loving man I knew.
Do you have a picture like that?
No, but I'll find something.
We can't remember him like this.
This dedication is a chance to give Grandpa the goodbye he deserved.
We can prove how much he meant to us.
Lucky, you don't have to prove anything to anyone.
This has nothing to do with me.
I'm going to show Polly that he was a perfect grandpa.
[Lucky] Dad, are you leaving already? I'm making pancakes.
I guess the batter got away from me a little.
But you'll stay, right?
Sorry, Lucky. Not right now.
Oh.
-[horse neighs] -Is everything OK?
Yeah, I'm fine.
Hey, do you have any photos of Grandpa?
Yeah, there's some in our photo albums.
I already looked through them.
We don't have many, and the ones we do have aren't right.
I wanted to find one that showed his...
I don't know, warmer side?
Oh, Lucky. My father wasn't a sentimental man.
He was always working. He didn't have time for silly mementos.
Speaking of, I've really got to get going.
We'll talk later.
[Pru inhales deeply and exhales]
It's good to be back. I love this frontier air.
We should cherish each breath,
since we don't know if it will be our last.
[Abigail inhales deeply]
[Abigail coughs]
[Abigail chuckles]
-[Abigail coughs] -There he is. Be right back.
Little Miss Prescott! Your dad's over in Cedar Gulch.
That's OK. I thought you could help me.
May I see the photos from the railroad's ground-breaking, please?
Photos?
I'm trying to find a photo of my grandpa.
He's probably looking happy and confident,
and anticipating the bright future of the company.
Mr. Prescott Senior?
I'm not sure I ever met the man.
From what I hear, he was a bit of a stern fella,
not one for any kind of ribbon-cutting foofaraw.
You heard wrong! He wasn't stern. He was wonderful!
Oh, I-I didn't mean anything by it, Lucky.
I'm-I'm so sorry.
-[Lucky sighs] -[Spirit nickers]
Thanks, anyway.
[sighs] Sorry, Lucky.
[sighs] Some people just don't understand complicated emotions.
[Lucky] Thanks, PALs.
But it's not over. I've got another idea.
[Lucky] Aunt Cora will definitely have something I can use.
[muffled honk]
Maybe I'd better talk to her alone.
[Abigail grunts]
Aw! Thanks, Abigail.
One: You laugh at my jokes, even when I didn't know I was joking.
Two: You always tell me when I have frosting on my nose.
-Three-- -What's happening?
I'm telling you all the reasons why I love you,
in case I won't be able to tell you tomorrow.
I've got to go muck out the stalls.
Three: You encourage good hygiene!
[muffled honk]
Aunt Cora, please don't cry.
[Clancy honks]
Oh, Clancy and I had a good cry earlier, but now I have work to do.
Uh, did you need something?
If there's anyone who understands what a good man Grandpa was,
it's you, Aunt Cora.
Oh, the man was a saint!
You must have some personal photos to share at the dedication, right?
Or any heartfelt letters, or keepsakes?
Hmm. Papa wasn't one for mementos.
-Dad said Grandpa wasn't very sentimental. -[scoffs] Goodness, no.
He even forgot our birthdays sometimes.
[sighs] He was a stern man,
but he loved us in his own way.
[twins laugh]
[Snips] Ha-ha-ha!
[twins laugh]
[Spirit nickers]
I don't know what to do, Spirit.
I want to make this dedication special, but I'm running out of ideas.
[Spirit nickers]
Lucky, look!
I went to tell everyone at the post office how much they're appreciated.
Here, there's a telegram for you!
Are you appreciating it? Because it appreciates you!
I asked Julian for any photos or letters he had from Grandpa.
Maybe he found something!
He says, "I've got nothing.
I only saw Grandpa on holidays.
But while I have you, can I interest you in an innovative new investment?
All I need is five dollars." [groans]
-[Snips] Whoo! -[Spirit neighs]
[children laugh]
-[Snips grunts] -May I buy you ice cream, brother?
-What kind of trap is this? -It's not a trap.
I just want to do something nice because I love you.
Ah! You ain't fooling me!
[grunts] Fly, Señor Carrots!
-[Señor Carrots braying] -Like the wind!
[Polly giggles]
[chuckles] Smart!
I usually need a blouse change halfway through a feeding.
-How are you doing, Lucky? -Fine. I'm pretty good at dodging.
That's not what I meant.
[Polly giggles]
[sighs] I'm worried about you and your father.
You both need to just breathe.
-I can see how much you're struggling. -I'm not struggling!
I just want Grandpa's dedication to be perfect.
And it will be.
Lucky, we know that you loved your grandfather.
You have nothing to prove to anyone.
[Polly giggles]
[Polly babbles]
Dad, are you OK?
There's still so much to do. I don't know how Dad kept up.
[chuckles] I know exactly how.
He worked all the time.
Even now I can't measure up to him.
[Polly giggles]
You missed dinner again, Jim, but we saved you some leftovers.
And, uh, Cora came by.
She found out that your father's will is still at his estate in the city.
Kate, I don't have time to go into the city to look for it.
-I'm barely keeping pace at work. -[Lucky] Spirit and I can ride to get it.
I bet Grandpa will have something perfect for the dedication at his estate.
-No, Lucky, you don't have to-- -I think it's a great idea.
-Thanks for coming with me. -Boomerang and I wouldn't miss it.
Besides, you never know when your next ride will be your last ride.
Forever.
Grandpa!
Well, now! Let me take a look at the birthday girl.
[both laugh]
Thanks, Abigail.
Of course! I'm your true friend till the end.
Pru, do you need help? Don't burn your mouth.
Then you won't be able to tell loved ones how much you appreciate them.
[Pru sighs]
[Boomerang sniffs]
[sighs] Abigail, could you just, please--
What? Treasure you? Honor you? Care about you?
I'm trying, Pru!
But I guess our time together means more to me than it does to you.
[Pru sighs]
Abigail, of course I love you.
And I care about what you've been saying, it's just...
It scares me, OK?
What do you mean? What scares you?
Sorry, Lucky.
I know none of this is about me,
but your grandpa is the first person I really knew to pass away.
-It's OK. -[Pru] It doesn't feel OK.
I never thought about... you know, death before.
Now it's all I think about. And honestly, you're making it worse.
I know you mean well, but you talk about "the end"
and "the time we have," it gives me the willies!
That stuff scares me, too.
-Really? -Really.
But talking about it makes me feel better.
You know, my mom died way before she was supposed to.
[sighs] Lucky, I'm sorry. I-I didn't mean to make you sad.
See, this is why I don't want to talk about this stuff.
It's OK. I'm trying to tell you...
[sighs] ...she died,
but that doesn't erase the life she lived.
The people who loved her are still here, and as long as we remember her,
she'll be alive in us.
That... That does make me feel a little better.
The same goes for your grandpa, Lucky.
He'll never really be gone, because you're keeping his memory alive.
This dedication will be perfect, no matter what.
No, it has to be perfect perfect.
That's how he should be remembered, as the perfect grandfather.
Lucky...
My grandpa and I weren't even speaking when he died.
He died thinking that I didn't love him.
He knew you loved him.
He asked me to go back to the city with him, and I said no.
[Lucky inhales deeply]
[sighs] He must have felt so rejected.
But your life is here.
It's not as if you rejected him.
But I was mad at him.
And we never got the chance to talk about it.
[sniffles] I wrote so many letters, trying to explain,
and I didn't send a single one.
And now I'll never get the chance.
[Lucky sobs]
[Spirit nickers]
-Whoa! -Ooh!
-[doors close] -Wow. This place is fancy.
[echoes] ...fancy... fancy...
[Lucky] His study is this way. Aunt Cora said it will probably be in there.
"Last will and testament of James Bernard Prescott, Senior."
Found it.
[Lucky sighs]
So much for finding a better picture of Grandpa here.
Oh, oh, oh! Hold on, now. I think I found an old...
Never mind. Just a receipt for a wagon.
[sighs] Thanks, but we got what we came here for.
Besides, I think Grandpa would have liked the portrait the railroad is using.
-[Abigail screams] -[clattering]
[all coughing]
Sorry. I thought I saw something.
[Abigail grunts]
-What is this? -[all gasp]
[Abigail] This must be your grandpa's childhood things.
"Not a sentimental man," huh? Seems pretty sentimental to me.
I can't wait to show my dad!
It's so odd to think about Grandpa being a kid.
[chuckles] It's hard to imagine.
But these aren't Dad's old things.
[gasps] Raggy Rosie!
[gasps] Hello!
Oh, I haven't seen you since I was knee-high! [chuckles]
[sighs]
These are your toys?
[harmonica plays]
[Jim chuckles]
Hey, remember how I used to drive Mom and Dad nuts with this?
Oh, Papa threatened to throw it into the fireplace at least twice a day.
[both laugh]
[sighs]
I thought I'd finally found something of Grandpa's that wasn't just about business.
You may have found something even better.
Oh, I remember that. [chuckles]
-Goodness! Were we ever that young? -Where was this taken?
Oh, that's our grandparents' manor in Rosemead Valley.
[gasps] It's the ranch where Papa grew up!
Grandpa grew up on a ranch?
I forgot about that place.
Oh, the summer vacations we spent there were my favorite.
I can't believe Dad kept these things.
He must have loved these memories as much as we did.
[Jim sniffles]
[Jim sighs]
I've been working so hard.
I didn't want to think about... [sniffles]
Now he's really gone.
[sniffles] Now, he and I, we didn't have the best relationship.
[inhales and sighs] But I sure miss him.
This reminds me of all the good times our family did have together.
I guess those good times didn't include art class, huh, Dad?
Well, speak for yourself.
You drew that for Grandpa when you were three.
[Lucky] And he kept it all this time?
Your grandpa loved you very much, Lucky.
My dad and I didn't talk about our feelings.
But that's not how you and I are. You can tell me anything, OK?
OK.
[Jim] And when it seemed like the shopkeep was gonna cart us off to prison,
my father started juggling apples!
And it attracted so many customers... [chuckles]
...she let us off the hook!
James Prescott was a man of many talents,
but his real passion was the railroad.
And we are so honored that the company
has decided to dedicate this train line... to him.
[audience applauds]
Thank you all for coming.
I'm so glad we could give my grandpa the goodbye he deserved.
-[audience applauds] -[Polly babbles]
[Polly giggles]
[Spirit nickers]
I'm sorry I never said, "I'm sorry."
I know you wanted to protect me the best way you knew how.
He loved me, and I loved him.
And I'm going to keep his memory alive.
We all will.
Hey, Polly, ready to learn the secret handshake?
[Polly giggles]
[Lucky laughs]
[all laugh]
Hmm.
Almost ready, Spirit!
What do you think, do we need a telescope at school?
We can look for coastal raiders on the horizon!
-[Spirit neighs] -[Lucky laughs]
[knocking on door]
Lucky?
We were looking over your grandpa's will.
And, well...
see for yourself.
Grandpa left his Rosemead Valley manor...
to me?