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(gentle music)
(bright upbeat music)
(horns honking)
Watch it.
Sorry.
(door bangs)
(upbeat music)
Good morning Jeff?
All art secure and accounted for Mrs. Young.
- Great, yours on the corner. - Thank you.
See you tomorrow.
- I found him. - Oh no.
Oh yes.
Please tell me you're not using that dating app again.
Oh, the one closest to you.
Don't think I peruse that site for my own benefit.
The one closest to you.
I am a happily married woman
and I'm only looking out for you.
Frank asked you to stop?
He suggested it and I did for a while,
but you're not making any progress on your own.
It's like you're on the edge of a cliff
and you just need a little push.
But what's in the valley?
A smorgasbord of available men.
How do I unlock this? Kate, Kate.
- Hi Lily. - Hi Kate, this one.
- Oh thank you. - How do I unlock this?
Oh, you type in the code or you use your face.
It's not working.
Ah, finally-
Ah, so you have a call with the mayor at...
Hold that thought. Lily.
You are seriously the best, Lily. Thank you.
No problem.
Look at him, he makes kitchens, has no kids.
Any app claiming I'll find my soulmate is a red flag.
Humor me.
He is handsome.
I knew it.
But really the term soulmates, it's ridiculous.
Believing there is one person in the world
out there for you and in order to be happy and in love,
you have to find that one person is nonsense.
You're really not interested?
I know you get some sense of joy in trying to set me up.
It's my mission in life and it will happen sooner or later.
Preferably sooner.
You're not getting any younger
and pretty soon your flawless skin
is going to look like mine.
You've gotta strike while you're hot.
(doorbell rings)
Jamie's swim meet, did it go well?
Pamela will have my back.
Lily will be much happier with a man by her side, right?
Thank you.
Look, if there's such a thing as a soulmate,
mine died years ago.
It's been three years since Greg passed away.
And how many dates have you been on since then?
Let me count. One, two, three.
Oh, that's right. Zero.
You will not know until you try to meet someone.
I'm not looking for a relationship.
Then start with a simple date.
The next man that comes through that door,
you are gonna go out with or you're fired.
(gentle music)
Good morning, Peter.
How did Amy's baby shower go?
Oh, it was great.
I can hardly wait to meet the little guy.
I don't know who's more excited, her or me.
I bet.
Where do you want these?
There is great.
- Have a good one. - You too. Thanks Peter.
Okay, the next available man.
This is a nice piece.
Now Lily, you're one of my best friends,
and I just want you to be happy.
I am happy.
Your version of happy makes me sad.
You know what you had with Greg was amazing,
and it can happen again.
I don't know if I can love again
or even if I want to.
Lily, I know that I'm putting a lot of pressure on you,
but if you can at least consider just one.
Is that?
It can't be.
It is definitely you.
It's 100% her.
Where did it come from?
I don't know.
The packing slip is missing.
Who painted it? Is there a signature?
What about a monogram?
Maybe, a secret admirer.
Oh no, I have to find out who. Lily this is fate.
Whoever painted this is the one meant for you.
Assuming the painter is a man.
Oh, let's assume it is a man.
Help me.
Now, no one knows where the painting came from,
or who the artist is, or who donated it.
There's so many paintings in existence
that the odds of finding information
about this specific image can feel insurmountable.
This is what we do, people.
It is of the utmost importance that we do this.
Well, I don't know about that,
but I have an image recognition app that we could use.
I can try running a reverse image search.
If that yields nothing,
we can post it to social media
to see if we can get any results.
I've started putting calls into
a few of our expert friends.
Great.
What if the painting isn't of you?
What if it's a distant relative or something?
Well, I don't look like my mother or grandmother,
so it can't be of them.
We can dramatically narrow down the search by considering
the composition, the subject matter and style.
It's definitely an original,
there's nothing of the composition
that signifies any particular era.
The clothes could be of any time, period.
Same with the hairstyle. - How old do you think it is?
Let's see.
So the canvas is stapled uniformly to the back.
So it can't be made before 1900.
I would say the painting is newer
because there's no signs of damage or tearing.
[Kate] Is it oil or acrylic?
Why would that matter?
Acrylic wasn't used into art until the 1940s so,
if it's not oil,
then we've a much smaller period to search through.
(gentle music)
We've been looking for a hidden signature.
You know how artists
have been creative with that in the past,
we thought we found something,
but then it turned out to just be some lint.
You're still at the museum?
Oh, the weak have gone home.
But Kate and I are still burning the midnight oil.
I'm sorry, Kate.
Oh, she's fine.
The painting can't really be of me.
It has to be of someone who just looks like me.
What if I have a doppelgänger?
Oh no, the painting is definitely of you, Kate.
The likeliness of two people sharing the exact same
facial features is less than one in 1 trillion.
Okay,
but we can see two people who have the same eye color
and same hair color, similar face shape, and smile,
and we consider them to be doppelgängers,
why can't that be the case here?
We already went down that doppelgänger hole,
after you left, painting has your exact beauty marks
on your cheek, and your chin.
It's not a lookalike, it is you.
[Michelle] Everything matches perfectly.
Okay, I'm intrigued.
Oh, don't worry my dear.
Before too long,
I will have the name of your Prince Charming artist.
Good night, Michelle.
13 missed calls.
I'm sorry I turn my ringer off at night so I can sleep.
I found him well, Kate did, kind of,
we know where the painting came from, Ireland.
Ireland.
I don't know anyone in Ireland.
It's a small village in the Southern part.
And there's no phone number for the address,
but you can see it right here on the map.
I knew we weren't gonna get anywhere quickly
just researching the painting,
we had to focus on where the painting came from.
So I sent Kate over to Peter's house
and they found the packing slip in his truck.
It must have fallen off.
So now we know where the painting came from.
Next we'll find out who sent it and why.
How?
By sending you to Ireland.
Michelle, I can't go.
I have responsibilities at work and the cost-
Lily, I am your boss and you are going to Ireland.
Consider it a research trip.
Oh, I simply must know about this painting.
The artist is extremely talented
and maybe he's done more paintings and maybe-
Fine, I'll go.
But let's clear something up before we move forward.
I am only going to find out who painted it
and why it looks like me.
Good.
Here is your flight information.
Michelle, you already bought the tickets?
It is your destiny to go there.
Okay
(plane engine roaring) (upbeat music)
[Michelle] How was the flight?
[Lily] Not bad at all.
I watched "Titanic" and then slept for a few hours
and then watched "Far and Away".
[Michelle] Fitting for traveling to Ireland.
[Lily] So beautiful here.
[Michelle] You call me the moment you find anything.
I don't care what time it is here, you call me.
The moment I find anything.
Now I need to focus on driving.
- [Michelle] Bye. - Bye
It's the right of the car.
Let's stay to the left.
[Voice Assistant] Turn left onto R700.
You have 10 miles to your destination.
10 Miles? 10 miles isn't two kilometers.
You should be in kilometers anyway.
(upbeat music)
And how do I change you to kilometers?
Settings.
(light dramatic music)
(man shouts)
(gentle music)
American, definitely an American.
(upbeat music)
[Voice Assistant] You have arrived at Inistioge,
county Kilkenny.
(upbeat music)
(birds chirping)
Navigate to Inistioge Post.
[Voice Assistant] Head west to High Street.
Excuse me. Excuse me.
[Voice Assistant] Continue on High Street for 50 meters.
You nearly killed me back there.
You need to watch where you're-
I'm sorry, I didn't hear what you were saying.
Are you all right?
Is this High Street?
That way?
Okay. Thank you.
(gentle music)
[Voice Assistant] Your destination is on your left,
Inistioge Post.
Hello?
Hello.
Hiya, sorry I'll be right with you.
I just gotta finish this off.
Is this the Inistioge Post?
My navigation has sent me all over town.
Can't figure out how addresses work here.
Unfortunately, there's no official address
for any location in Ireland.
People living on the same street or even in the same house
may write their addresses very differently,
in absence of an official database in Ireland,
we cannot say who is right or wrong.
So, essentially everyone is right.
Oh, well I'm here visiting from the US.
I am a curator for a museum.
I'm trying to track down someone
who sent up a package from here.
Saoirse, Saoirse you won't believe it.
I could scarcely believe in myself I-
Hello again.
What's all this about William? (snaps) William?
Why are you being such a sap?
Hi, sorry, I'm Saoirse.
That's a really pretty name, I'm Lily Young.
Firm grip.
This idiot is my brother, William.
Thanks again for the directions.
William, you're bleeding.
What happened to you? You're gonna get blood all over.
A car ran me off the road just outta town.
I think that was me.
I am so sorry, I thought I heard something,
but then when I looked there was no one there.
Give us a moment while I get him a plaster for his cut.
- Okay. - Okay.
It's her. - Shh. I know its her.
Don't shout or she will hear you.
I wouldn't believe it if I wasn't
seeing her with my own eyes.
How is this possible?
I don't know.
Are you gonna say anything to her?
If I say anything, she will think I am crazy.
Well, I already know you're crazy.
We have to find more about her.
Promise me you won't say anything to her about it.
I promise, we just need to ask the right questions.
Here, put one of these on.
Sorry about that, he's all patched up.
So you were saying something
about someone sending you a package.
Are you sure your brother's okay? I feel terrible.
He'll live.
Come let's sit and have some tea.
American, huh?
Yes, is that a bad thing?
I, just, I... (stutters)
Yeah, so a museum sent you?
Kind of, my boss at the museum sent me.
A few days ago, we received a painting,
a portrait, really, of a woman,
Here I have a picture of it on my phone.
Now this may seem a little strange.
(gentle music)
Wow, it looks just like you.
As you can imagine, I was quite surprised when I saw it.
It's not everyday you find a painting of yourself.
Almost like staring at yourself in a mirror.
Yes something like that.
And it just turned up at your museum?
Yes.
We have no idea who painted it or why it was sent to us.
We don't even know if it was painted by a man or a woman.
Most definitely a man.
Well, I mean, that's just what I think, you know,
the way the brush strokes are, nevermind.
I was hoping you had a record of the packages sent.
[Mr. Gleeson] William, where the devil are you?
Look at the time.
[William] I'm coming Mr. Gleeson.
It's the rush. Give us a moment.
Everyone likes to wait to send their packages just before
the last collection on half five.
No problem.
(gentle music)
Sorry about that, let's take a look.
Do you have a packing slip?
Yes, a copy of it, here.
Okay, it looks like it was shipped anytime from a week ago
to a few months ago,
the post can be quite slow across the ocean.
No computer records.
Not here.
Everything goes to Dublin and their computers take over.
So you write everything by hand that gets sent from here?
It's the way our parents did it, and theirs before them.
The ownership of the Post stretches back four generations.
And it just goes to show that while some things may change,
like patterns of employment or how people shop,
the essentials of human life do not.
Found it, five weeks ago sent by a J. O'Brien.
There's the signature.
J. O'Brien.
What day of the week was this? Thursday.
Which means you were out making deliveries
while I was manning the Post.
I don't remember any O'Briens coming in,
let alone a J. O'Brien.
That's okay, this has been so helpful. Thank you.
You're leaving?
I've already taken up so much of your time
and you're probably about to close.
Why don't you join us for supper?
We can think of some more O'Briens in the area for you.
Really?
That'd be great.
So this place is the post office and your home?
Mm hmm. My whole life.
Our family has owned this post since 1918,
just as World War I was coming to an end.
I love this building.
Part of it dates back to 1663.
It's just the two of you?
Yeah, both single and both here for our entire lives.
I still sleep in the small bedroom I was born in.
That's amazing.
Well, most people might disagree, but I love it.
So is this your first time in Ireland?
Yes, and hopefully not my last,
although, I don't think I'll be doing much driving.
I don't wanna run anyone else the road again.
(both laughing)
No relatives from here or anything?
Not that I know of.
Didn't fancy bringing along a special someone either?
I'm not in a relationship.
(gentle music)
So she's single and I happened to mention
that you were too.
You see. It's her.
Wow. I don't disagree.
I can't believe it. I thought it was crazy.
Mom and Dad definitely thought I was.
You've had the image of this woman in your head since you
were a lad and now she's standing in the other room.
I put her out of my mind though, how long has it been?
Five years ago, I threw that painting away
and hadn't thought of it since.
Was it you?
- Was it me what? - Did you send it?
No, but I do admit that I got it out of the rubbish
and donated it to,
oh, I can't remember where, it was five years ago.
Okay well, how did it end up in America
and specifically the museum where Lily works?
Destiny.
Destiny, what if she turns out to be crazy?
She seems pleasant to me.
Or if she thinks I'm crazy?
I wouldn't blame her with how you've been acting.
The ownership of the Post stretches back four generations.
(laughs) I've never seen you so nervous.
It's like, you don't know what to say or how to act.
Do you think she knows?
Don't worry, you can be your charming self at dinner.
This is delicious.
It's our mom's recipe, Saoirse's favorite.
Yeah, but we're here to talk about O'Briens, not my cakes.
How many O'Briens are in the area?
O'Brien would be
one of the most common surnames in Ireland.
There has to be dozens and dozens of J. O'Briens.
We even have some more O'Brien relatives.
I went to a school with a Jimmy O'Brien.
Saoirse even went out with him one once.
Once was more than enough.
He used to copy my schoolwork.
Do you think he could have sent the painting?
Doubtful?
What are you gonna do when you find him?
The J. O'Brien who sent the painting.
Ask him why he sent it.
And what about who painted it?
That would be the next step.
I didn't realize how late it was, I should get to my hotel.
Oh no, no, we can take care of those.
Yeah.
Thanks.
Thank you so much for helping and for dinner.
We're glad to share a table and help when we can.
Plus this J. O'Brien mystery has
brought a bit of excitement into our lives.
Me too. Okay goodnight.
Wait, let's all get a photo together
with our new American friend.
Okay.
Okay, all together.
Great. Perfect.
Why don't you type in your number and I'll send it to you?
Sure.
Here you go. Have a good night.
- Good night. - Good night.
Pathetic.
Ow!
Are you just gonna let her leave?
What am I supposed to do?
Run after and tell her I used to dream about her
and that I was the one that painted her?
Honesty is always a good start.
That'd be too honest.
Well, all hope is not lost
because I was smart enough to get her phone number.
(lighthearted music)
(phone chimes)
Excuse me.
(phone ringing)
[Lily] That was fast.
You have the name of the painter?
No, but I have the name of the person
who sent the painting.
The brother and sister at this post office
were very helpful.
Tell me, tell me, tell me.
It was sent by a J. O'Brien.
Lily O'Brien, not quite what I imagined,
but I can live with it. - I'm hanging up.
No, no, no, wait, where are you staying?
I'm about to try to find the place now. I better go.
Bye. - Bye.
All right, staff meeting Pronto. I have updates.
Navigate to Ballyduff house.
[Voice Assistant] You have 15 kilometers
until your destination.
At least you speak in kilometers.
(car engine sputtering)
You gotta be kidding me.
(phone ringing)
[Voicemail] Our rental office is currently closed.
Please call back in the morning.
O'Brien's repair shop. O'Brien's.
O'Brien's Repairs.
Hello?
Hi, is this your shop?
Eamon, Eamon, Eamon!
What's all the excitement about Garret?
Can you see her too?
She is the prettiest thing that has ever walked
through our doors.
You must forgive my brother he speaks his mind.
You're both O'Briens?
I'm Eamon O'Brien, this is Garret.
My car won't start.
I was hoping your repairs included vehicles.
Unfortunately no, that's beyond my skill set.
You want to talk to Gerald Doyle, he's down at the pub.
He won't be any good to you till about mid-day tomorrow,
but if you have a toaster vacuum or smaller appliance,
we can be of service.
What about a bike?
Is Janah O'Brien still an O'Brien
or did she get remarried?
She's Janah Collins now, but a different Collins this time
married to Rory, not Ronan.
Ronan was her second marriage.
Why do you ask?
Using the records from the Post
I can put together a list of every J. O'Brien in the area.
Ooh.
And who might this list be for?
Like you said, I just can't let her go without trying.
It's about time you started listening
to the wise counsel of your sister.
Should I put Janah on the list then?
Yeah, she may have signed under J. O'Brien.
Better keep her on there.
Hey, did you see Mrs. O'Cleary yesterday?
I don't think so.
She didn't pick up her paper.
Well, I have some deliveries to make.
What? I thought your bike was broken.
So it is. Better see if I can get it fixed.
Could I borrow your car?
Yeah.
(birds chirping)
(lighthearted music)
[Woman] How are you, William?
Tell me you didn't sleep in your car last night.
I did.
Why didn't you come ask for help?
Because I had already taken so much of your day.
Well, I'm making breakfast. You should join us.
Okay.
Thank you.
It's amazing. - Really?
Back already?
Did you fix my bike?
Wasn't me. No, why?
It was you?
I hope that's okay.
I was the one responsible for the damage.
Did it ride okay?
Better than ever actually. Thank you.
I found O'Brien's repair shop last night,
Eoman fixed it right up.
And then she slept in her car.
Your car?
It wouldn't start,
but the rental company is coming to swap out cars today.
We could have helped.
Eamon and Garret O'Brien were very helpful,
Garret even proposed.
I think, unfortunately they didn't know any O'Briens
that started with the letter J.
I think we can help you with that.
Using the records of the Post I put together
a list of every J. O'Brien in a 100 kilometer radius.
That far?
Thank you, William.
Now where's the map?
Looking at the area this way,
I don't see anyone coming from outside of here to our Post
to send a package.
How many does that leave,
if you take those farther ones off?
27.
This is gonna take a while.
We told you O'Brien's a very common name.
- Yeah. - You know,
instead of sending you out with a list of names
and addresses in a country you've never been in before,
let us help you.
You've already done so much.
I'm sure with your job,
you're really good at organizing and cataloging.
William is really good at reading a map
and knowing the area and traveling about,
and I have a car that runs.
What if we work together to try and figure out
who sent the painting and why?
Are you sure it's not a bother?
I don't wanna take you away from your work.
No, we can make deliveries as we go.
Right, William?
Right.
Great. That's settled.
We can start now.
It'll be like taking a little holiday.
(lighthearted music)
I know you're eager to help Lily,
but doesn't this just seem like
we're leading her on a wild goose chase?
She wants to know how the painting made it to America,
and so do we, unless you wanna tell her.
Oh, no.
At least this way,
you'll get to spend more time with her and get to know her.
Here she comes.
Sorry, I just had to leave the keys for rental company.
Let's crack on.
That's not my side.
(upbeat music)
This is so exciting.
I feel like I did When I used to bunk off school.
Eyes on the road.
(lighthearted music)
You said O'Brien was a common name. How common?
You can find out O'Briens all over.
In county's Clare, Limerick, Tipperary and Waterford.
It's good thing we have the spelling of O Brien,
because you can also spell it B-R-I-A-N or B-R-Y-A-N.
The list would have been a lot longer.
(lighthearted music)
What does O' mean in Irish surnames?
Grandson of, or descendant of.
And what about Mac?
Son of.
I just realized, I don't even know what your last name is.
It's not O'Brien is it?
No, Murphy?
That sounds like a good, strong name.
Who lives here?
Our distant aunt and uncle on our mum's side.
I'm not really sure how they're related exactly.
But we see them at family gatherings.
And their last name is O'Brien.
Aunt Deirdre married an O'Brien, got divorced,
but kept the name, made her new husband Liam
take the name as well.
I hope she isn't home.
You know how most families have a,
an eccentric aunt or uncle who enjoys the drink?
Deirdre asks totally inappropriate
and infuriating questions.
Mostly about my relationships
or all those things I would rather not talk about.
All right, here we go.
I really hope it's Liam.
I don't think I can handle, Deirdre right now.
Please be Liam. Please be Liam.
Hi, Aunt Deirdre
Hi, William.
How's the form? You're looking well.
It's a grand old day. Isn't it?
Where is Liam?
I give him a bag of Skittles and three bottles of Coke
about an hour ago he's been up to high doh ever since.
Hey Saoirse, how you getting on?
Not married yet?
Making anything of yourself?
Oh, look at the time.
I best get going. I'll chat to you later. Yeah.
Hi Deirdre, I'm Lily.
This is our friend from America.
Another Yank, hadn't got enough from the last one, huh?
Yeah. May we come in?
Oh yeah, of course, come in.
How many O'Briens are on that list?
I have two pages full,
but we were hoping to cut that down with your help.
You still lobbin' the gob with that fell from Dublin?
He was a cute hoor, that fellow,
always managed to get free tickets
for the concerts in the Phoenix Park.
Do you think you could help us?
I'll give it a lash.
Here we go.
James, I haven't seen James in donkey's years.
Is he still at the same place?
No. Moved up north about a year ago.
Cross him off.
Judi, she died last spring and poor Jacob, poor fellow.
He's been knocking on death's door for months now.
Jagat O'Brien, huh?
He was here last night acting the maggot.
His mom's been up to 90 since she came home and found out
what that dog did on the sofa in the living room.
Jannon, still on the farm.
You can cross him off the list.
He can't even write his own name.
You better hurry up and find yourself a man
and start having babies.
Those birthing hips are primed and ready. (laughs)
(upbeat music)
Thank you for your help.
Don't worry about it. You're grand.
- Okay. Bye now.
- Bye. - Bye now.
(bright music)
(all laughing)
Primed and ready.
It was worth it, we were able to cross
six names off the list.
I didn't know what she was saying half the time.
What is lob the glob?
It's lob the gob, kissing.
Ah.
Well Jimmy's closest on the list.
Should we try him this afternoon, after some lunch?
These primed and ready hips need to get back to the Post.
Apparently I need to either get married
or figure out how to make something of myself.
Why don't you two grab some lunch at the cafe
and head to Jimmy's after.
What so I have to face Jimmy without you?
There's only so much crazy I can handle in one day.
Plus Lily'll be with you.
-like it at the Post? -So howe
The Post is part of who we are.
Have you ever thought of leaving the Post behind?
Either of you?
Don't tell Saoirse this,
but I have thought about leaving before.
Really?
I don't now how Saoirse would handle it though.
Couple years ago,
we tried to take a holiday and hire a postman.
It was an absolute disaster.
I mean, if I left now, that's just a lot to put on Saoirse.
I'm sure she could come up with a solution.
But then she would be stuck here.
And I don't think we could,
it's our family, our home, our legacy, I suppose.
That is a nice legacy.
You ready to go see Jimmy now?
Yes.
We could walk if you want, it's not far.
That would be grand.
(lighthearted music)
So you've really lived here your whole life.
I almost got away for school,
planned on going to Limerick.
What happened?
Mom took ill and I needed to stay and help with the Post.
That was kind of you.
My dad took care of her,
until his health started to decline.
They were childhood sweethearts
who were inseparable during the 47 years of marriage.
They passed while holding hands in the hospital.
Saoirse and I were there.
My mom passed first.
Saoirse put my mom's head on my dad's shoulder
and told my dad that he could go,
that my mom was waiting for him,
within minutes he was gone.
Sorry for the sad story.
No, it's a beautiful story.
Thank you for telling me.
So was it love at first sight for them?
For my dad, for my mom on the other hand,
it took quite a bit of chivalry from my dad to win her over.
That sounds like how it was for me and Greg.
We met our first year in high school,
but I wouldn't go out with him until we were seniors.
Greg.
My husband, he passed away a few years ago.
Sorry. Was he your one and only?
I loved Greg and we were happy,
but I think that sometimes we're led to believe
that there is a one and only out there.
You don't believe in fate?
I don't think so.
Why not?
Because I think if there was such a thing,
it left me alone when Greg died.
I'm sorry about Greg.
It's okay.
Here we are.
I'm short of the coin this morning.
Tom left again without buying his round.
Fella could peel an orange in his pocket.
Jimmy. It's me, William.
William.
William Murphy I thought you were someone else.
How's that sister of yours doing?
Is she still asking for me?
How are you doing? Hi!
Hi Jimmy. I'm Lily.
I bet you are.
This is our friend from America.
America, another one?
So Jimmy, you didn't happen to send a package
to America from the Post a while back?
Package to America?
We received a package to the museum I work at in the US.
It was sent by a J. O'Brien.
Ah, see we O'Brien's are a lucky bunch.
You know we're descended from some of the most famous
and greatest Irish kings.
So I've heard.
Jimmy. Okay, so what do you say about the package?
So why would I send a package to America?
That answers our question.
Well, thanks Jimmy. We'll be on our way.
Are you leaving so soon?
Tell Saoirse to call me.
(Lily laughs)
(lighthearted music)
Thank you for today, it was an adventure.
Isn't this the same car?
Yes, but the rental car company
said that they swapped out the battery.
It should work now.
So it's 15 kilometers to Ballyduff House?
Yeah, it takes about an hour to get there.
It takes an hour to get 15 kilometers?
Is that where you're staying?
Yes, beats sleeping in my car.
Or you could stay with us. We have an empty guest room.
The sheets are clean.
The alternative is you drive around
trying to find Ballyduff House.
It'll be dark before you get there.
Well, I don't like the idea of driving,
let alone at night.
Okay. As long as you let me pay for the room.
We are down to 20.
We still have a J. O'Brien to find.
Tomorrow it's just gonna have to be the two of you.
Somebody has to stay here all day.
Is that okay with you, Lily?
Yeah, no problem.
We got along swell today.
Did you see Mrs. O'Cleary today?
No, I didn't see her.
She's missed the paper two days in a row now.
I'm sure she's fine.
I'll go check on her in the morning.
Got along swell today, did you?
I was finally able to be myself
and not act so uncomfortable.
Thank goodness for that.
Being around her feels like it did in my dreams.
How's that?
Familiar.
Good, because I like her.
Just keep at it.
And if it's meant to be it'll happen.
(door knocks) It's Saoirse.
Here are some extra blankets and if you need anything else,
my room is just down the hall.
Thank you. Saoirse?
What you have here is incredible.
Your home and your work,
no matter what your aunt or anybody says.
You're the first to say so.
Mine's a small life
and nothing like where you come from I'm sure.
That's what's nice about it.
There are people all over the world would consider this
a slice of heaven.
(upbeat music)
I have a few more.
This one.
Good morning.
Morning.
(upbeat music)
You sure you don't wanna drive?
Oh no, no thanks. (laughs)
We have a few stops to make along the way today?
No, not many.
There's a sweet old lady, Mrs. O'Cleary,
hasn't turned up for her paper for a few days.
She's elderly and lives alone,
so I just wanna check and make sure everything's okay.
Of course.
(door knocking)
Mrs. O'Cleary?
Mrs. O'Cleary, it's William from the Post.
You see anyone?
No, I've known Mrs. O'Cleary most of my life,
this isn't like her.
Is it proper to go in?
Under the circumstances.
It's locked.
Let's try the back.
Mrs. O'Cleary?
[Mrs. O'Cleary] In here, lad.
(Mrs. O'Cleary coughs)
Brought your newspaper and your mail. Are you all right?
I haven't been feeling too well.
I can hardly walk.
I couldn't find the phone.
You got a bad dose of it, don't you?
My hair feels manky, it needs a wash.
I think your hair looks grand.
Another American, eh?
Why do people keep saying that?
Most likely because he was engaged to one.
(Mrs. O'Cleary coughs)
I'm gonna call you a doctor
and wait with you here until they arrive.
Here.
Oh. Thank you.
Now, how long have you and William been together?
We're not together. (laughs)
He's just helping me track down the sender of a package.
You could have fooled me.
You two look like a perfect pair.
Thank you, Doctor.
[Dr. Molloy] Sure thing.
She'll be in good hands with Dr. Molloy.
I hope she feels better soon, she's a sweet lady.
Sure is. You ready to find this J. O'Brien?
Let's crack on.
(upbeat music)
O'Brien.
(upbeat music)
J. O'Brien?
Did you happen to send a package
to America through the Post recently?
(upbeat music)
Hey John, you happen to send a package from the Post?
(upbeat music)
Thank you, Father.
(upbeat music)
[Lily] You sure this is the right place?
[William] Never delivered here before,
but this must be it.
Well, it wasn't me, but if it had been,
I would never part with such a beautiful image,
of such a beautiful woman.
Thank you.
You know, it's a shame it wasn't him
'cause it looks like you could have been happy here.
Oh yeah?
Yep.
(lighthearted music)
So any luck?
We're down to three names.
We've met a lot of unique people.
Everything okay at the Post?
Yeah, busy as ever. We had plenty of new parcels today.
Sorry, I wasn't there to help.
Don't be. I rather enjoyed it.
(dishes crashing)
I'll go help.
That was really sweet of him.
That's Will,
he's always been a naturally thoughtful person,
and he's a really talented artist too.
Really?
Yeah, you should ask him about his work.
I think you'll find you have a lot in common.
Good to know.
Hey, the other day, Mrs. O'Cleary
mentioned that he was engaged before, to an American?
Yeah, he was, about five years ago.
Rachel was her name.
She was going to school here, well in Dublin.
A few months before the wedding she just left,
with no warning, no conversation, no nothing.
He hasn't been interested in a relationship since,
and hasn't been a big fan of Americans.
But you have definitely helped, in both those areas.
So have you any idea who the artist is behind the painting?
Not in the slightest.
What are you gonna do when you find out who painted it?
I just wanna know why it looks like me.
Maybe it was painted by someone
who's madly in love with you.
And it's your fate to end up with them.
You sound like my friend, Michelle.
She is determined to get me in a relationship again.
She thinks this painting is my destiny.
But you never know.
Destiny could walk up on you when you least expect it.
What did I miss?
(door knocking)
Thought you might wanna look at these.
Thank you.
I can't believe how many J. O'Briens we've already met.
It's been quite an adventure.
That it has.
You must be exhausted,
or at least fed up with driving me everywhere.
No, it's worth it.
I thought maybe we could take a break tomorrow, you know,
from the search, do something fun
as a thank you to you and Saoirse.
What did you have in mind?
(upbeat music)
Saoirse really didn't wanna come?
Bad experience with a kite when she was little,
long story.
She mentioned you're an artist.
She did? What else did she say?
Just said to ask you about it.
What medium do you prefer?
Pencil, watercolor, oil painting.
You'll have to show me some of your work sometime.
Do you have any I could look at?
It was all just a hobby.
I haven't done anything in a while.
I'd have to look and see if I can find something.
I'd like that.
Are you an artist?
Me? No, I just appreciate art.
Do you have a favorite painting?
Girl With The Pearl Earring, Vermeer.
- Interesting. - [Lily] Why?
Well isn't that one a bit of a mystery too?
Who is the girl in the painting?
I guess so.
Like your portrait.
Well, we assume it's me,
but we don't know for sure or why.
And Vermeer's was said to be an imaginary figure.
Though I do wonder who inspired it.
Do you ever think about why the painting is of you?
Yes.
Nothing that makes sense though.
You have any ideas?
Well I...
Oh, oh!
(Lily laughs)
You know you and Saoirse are really amazing,
taking in a stranger,
helping me track down a thousand O'Briens.
Aye.
You know, I could have been a fraud, or a thief.
Or someone very dangerous.
So could we.
I like to think I have good instincts about people,
but it's good of you to help me.
To be fair you're hardly a stranger anymore.
Part of me feels like I've known you most of my life.
Really?
You're the best thing to come to the village.
I don't know what I will do when
you find the answers you're looking for.
(gentle music)
Well, it'll be hard for me to go back home now.
So thank you.
(gentle music)
(William clears throat)
Yes.
You told her about my art?
And?
Remember your promise?
I didn't tell her it was you,
but she is going to find out eventually,
and I think the sooner, the better.
I know, but I can't tell her.
I keep thinking about it, but I know it'll mess everything up.
I genuinely enjoy spending time with her.
But if she finds out,
I don't see how it could be anything but a disappointment.
Why?
Because, how do you explain it?
I'm trying to protect you from getting your heart broken.
Relationships are built on honesty, William.
Only three names left?
William thinks we're gonna find him
by the end of the week.
Do you need me back sooner?
No, we've got everything under control here.
Now, Lily,
you realize that you haven't talked much about the painting.
The last few calls, all you seem to talk about is William.
Because he's helping me with the painting.
Is that all?
I enjoy spending time with him.
It's nice to have him around as we work on this together.
How long have I been trying to get you to go
out with someone?
We're not going out.
It's not wrong to date because you're lonely
or want company.
We're not dating?
No, you're just staying in his house and spending all day-
His sister's around!
Besides, I'm here to find the artist.
(birds chirping) (gentle music)
I shouldn't have waited this long to tell you.
I am the one that painted your portrait.
You see, I used to dream about you,
or at least someone who looks just like you.
What? That was horrible, try again.
You are the girl in my dreams, literally?
(imitates buzzer blaring) Try again.
I'm the one that painted your portrait.
It was wrong of me not to tell you earlier,
but I didn't know how.
This is working, continue.
I didn't know how to tell you, I've wanted to,
but it's just that my sister insisted-
(Saoirse imitates buzzer blaring)
You see,
how do you say it out loud without sounding so, so-
Desperate, pathetic, disturbing, pitiful?
Exactly.
But, you are getting better.
(door knocking)
There you are. You ready to go?
He better be, he's been practicing all morning.
c)
Why do you do that?
Dunno, everyone does it when you're driving
on these narrow country roads at low speed.
I'll keep that in mind,
if I ever get behind the wheel again.
(lighthearted music)
Your sister will not be happy if I crash her car.
You're doing fine.
Have you ever heard of Hans Holbien?
The court portrait artist for King Henry? Why do you ask?
Yeah, Michelle brought him up the other day
and it got me thinking.
Maybe the artist who painted the portrait
that looked like me was commissioned
by the O'Brien who sent the painting.
A paid sitting? Interesting theory, but I don't think so.
Why not?
Because it's you and I assume you didn't hire someone
to paint your portrait.
We got one coming.
You ready? Just pick a point on the road ahead of you
and keep it in your line of sight.
You're a natural.
(lighthearted music)
Sorry.
Thanks for your time.
Thank you. Bye.
(lighthearted music)
I'm really sorry.
Thank you for your time.
- See you. - Bye.
Only one name left.
(lighthearted music)
Is this it?
Maybe she's out at the back?
Hi, my name is William.
This is my friend.
She's deaf.
Hi, my name is Lily and this is my friend William.
I can mostly tell what you're meaning,
but you must be foreign because my sign is different.
(somber music)
(birds chirping)
She said we can stay as long as we'd like.
Maybe we didn't make the search wide enough.
Maybe I missed some.
I think it's the end of the line.
You're giving up?
Think we've looked long enough.
Maybe it wasn't meant to be.
(birds chirping)
I know just the thing to help cheer you up.
(gentle music)
What is this place?
Mom used to bring me here when I was a kid.
It's so beautiful.
(gentle music)
Here.
I finally get to see them?
They're nothing amazing.
William, these are amazing.
You've never had formal training?
I just started young.
I'd get these images in my head
that I couldn't express with words,
so I just drew what I saw.
What made you stop?
A few things, my fiancé leaving me was one of them.
Saoirse told me a little.
Thought I was in love, real love.
Maybe it was just the idea of love that I enjoyed.
She really just disappeared? Didn't say anything?
Saoirse saw her loading her bag and driving away.
I called her, her family, no response.
Even after a week of not hearing from her,
still held out hope that she would return.
After all, the planned wedding was only a few months away.
We didn't have any major issues.
As far as I knew we were happy.
I'm sorry.
I just stayed busy with the Post.
The leaving bothered me for a long time.
I just wanted to know the why, but now I don't need to know.
I no longer wonder if I was good enough.
I am clear that this hurt, it isn't mine to hold,
it's undoubtedly hers.
So, I just accepted what happened and moved on.
Have you been in a relationship since?
No, I tell myself it's okay to be alone though.
It can be hard.
What happened to Greg?
Car accident.
I was going to school while he served in the military.
He went on several tours, was never injured.
And then he comes home and he gets killed in a car crash,
falling asleep at the wheel.
I'm sorry.
After a while I missed his kisses,
having a warm body next to mine, his head on my shoulder.
It's enough to drive anyone to start dating
before you're ready.
I thought maybe I could fill the void. Heal some pain.
Did it?
No, I only went out once.
I haven't even told my best friend about this.
We met at the gym, first mistake right there. (chuckles)
And we went to dinner,
I got this feeling of overwhelming guilt and betrayal.
The whole night I was looking around the restaurant
for someone that I knew.
I thought that if they saw me with another man,
first thing they would do is rush home and tell my husband.
I know it sounds silly because he's...
Needless to say, I changed gyms. (laughs)
Probably for the best.
Definitely.
(gentle music)
Wow! William it's beautiful.
You are.
(gentle music)
Do you think you'll be able to find love again?
I don't know. I'm starting to hope so.
(thunder crashes)
(Lily laughs)
(gentle music)
(phone rings)
It's Saoirse.
You should answer that.
Everything good at the Post?
Of course, but I have an address for you.
- Is it an O'Brien? - Better.
The address of a charity where the painting ended up.
I was cleaning up around here and I found an old flyer
asking for donations, it was a church.
I remember, I figured it was a better place for the painting
than the rubbish bin.
Fantastic text it to me.
Did you tell her yet?
Okay. Saoirse bye now.
Another O'Brien?
You willing to give it another go?
Sure.
(lighthearted music)
I wanted to-
Is that it?
(birds chirping)
Good morning, Sister.
We were wondering if you could help us.
I'm sorry, I don't know any O'Briens.
Do you still take donations?
Yes, many don't know what to do
with their loved one's items after they pass.
Bequeathing extra items to charity
is a constructive way to honor a loved one's memory.
We've seen everything from clothing, to electronics,
once even a car.
My favorite is the art.
What happens to it all?
Father Gallagher knows who can use what.
But where does all the art go?
Those are sent to an auction house,
with the proceeds going to the church.
Do you happen to know which auction house?
Shepherd's Auction House.
[Voice Assistant] You have 20 minutes
until your destination, continue straight.
(lighthearted music)
All right, how many you got there?.
I see you one what do you want?
Get one going now, two going now 25.
I see 25. And we see a three.
What do you want? Get for them 25 further now.
All right, 25, 25 once, 25 twice, and 25.
(audience applauding)
Hope it's lucky.
Okay. Next up today, we have a gorgeous work of art.
Prettiest thing I've seen since my wife on our wedding day.
Let's get going, shall we? Who wants this wonderful item?
(gentle music)
J. O'Brien, is it how long ago did you say?
Around five years?
Five years ago. Okay.
Let's have a look. O'Brien, O'Brien.
Ah, yes, here we go.
A portrait was sold to Jonathan O'Brien.
Jonathan.
For 500. Do you know him?
He's a good man.
I haven't seen him around here for a while now,
but I can give you directions to where he lives.
(lighthearted music)
I can't believe we're this close.
What kind of flowers are in this sketch.
Easter lilies.
I think this is it.
(rousing music)
Jonathan O'Brien?
For the last 70 years.
William Murphy.
It's you.
Do you know me?
I can't believe my eyes.
The woman from the painting.
My wife and I went on holiday to America.
We really loved one of the museums there.
We spent the entire day taking in its splendor.
It's one of my most beautiful memories.
Shortly after we returned home, Alannah became sick.
I bought a painting at the auction for her
because she loved it so much.
Alannah passed away a few months ago.
I'm so sorry.
Before she died,
she suggested that I send the painting to the museum
in America that we love.
It made it there.
That's where I work.
That's truly amazing.
(lighthearted music)
It's where it's supposed to be then.
(birds chirping)
Why did you paint me?
You sign all your work with lilies,
just like in the painting.
It's you, isn't it?
It was my mother's favorite flower.
All this time.
Why didn't you say something?
I wanted to find out how the painting ended up with you
just as much as you did.
Why me? Why did you paint me?
When I was eight, I woke from a dream with faint image
of a face, like a drawing that had just been started.
Month after month, the image became more clear, more formed,
more coming to life in my mind.
By the time I was a teenager,
I had the most vivid image in my dreams,
as clear as I see you here now.
I started to sketch to see if I could express what I saw.
So my sketches became the painting.
You never saw anyone who looks like me, or me?
I don't know why I kept seeing your face.
I didn't even think you were real.
When things became more serious with Rachel,
I knew I needed to move on, forget about this
made-up woman in my mind.
I thought I had moved on, until you walked into my life.
It all sounds so-
I know how it sounds.
And that's why I didn't say anything earlier.
I didn't know how.
Please say something.
I just, I wish you would've to told me the truth.
And if I had, how would you have looked at me?
I can't wrap my head around it. It doesn't matter.
You kept me here and didn't tell me, so what,
so I would stay?
Yes, no, no.
It wasn't like that.
We've wasted so much time.
It wasn't a waste for me.
I wouldn't have changed it for anything.
I came here to find answers, to find who painted it.
Not to fall-
In love?
(somber music) (birds chirping)
I think it's time for me to go home.
So that's it? You leave, back to America?
Yeah.
I know how I feel about you.
But it can't be real.
You only feel that way because of your dreams.
Dreams or not, you're right here in front of me.
Real as can be, and something brought us together.
(romantic music)
I can't.
I'm sorry, I can't.
(somber music)
Are you going to let her leave?
It's her choice.
Don't be afraid of what you're feeling William,
do everything you can.
Thank you for being so kind and wonderful.
Are you sure you have to go?
It's time.
(door knocks)
Um. About yesterday-
Don't worry about it.
It wasn't a mistake.
Wasn't it?
Look, you don't have to apologize,
if that's what you're doing.
I'm not apologizing for kissing you.
I'm not apologizing for not telling-
It's fine.
All right.
Safe travels then.
(somber music)
(plane engine roaring)
(birds chirping)
Lily.
(somber music)
Do you think he was your soulmate?
That concept implies that you're not whole
without someone else.
Feeling that you need someone to complete you,
it's a horrible way to start a relationship.
Maybe a soulmate is determined by what they do.
A soulmate is a person who appears in your life
in order to teach you something.
I need to let this go, Michelle.
But why? You're miserable.
Everyone can see that.
He was your soulmate.
Stop saying that, he's not.
Can't be.
If he is, then what was Greg?
Fate, destiny, soulmates.
You keep saying that about William but,
Greg was my one and only,
and then he was gone.
What if Greg, wasn't the only one?
(gentle music)
You really banjaxed this one.
Beyond repair?
With your foostering about.
You truly believe in fate?
Fate isn't a matter of waiting for the one and only
to walk by and grab you.
Fate brought you together, but it's up to you
to do something about it.
You think I should go after her?
If you want her back, yeah.
We make our own future from our own actions
and nothing or no one else is responsible.
No fate but what we make.
I just want her to be happy.
And she can be, you both can be,
but you both have to be willing to take a risk.
Go to her.
For how long?
For as long as it takes.
You want to, don't think I can't see that.
You're a wonderful brother William,
patiently willing to sacrifice your future to stay here.
But you don't have to.
I won't see this place left behind.
And neither will I.
What do you mean?
Deidre, Jimmy they've got it all wrong.
I like it here.
Everyone keeps pushing me to make something of myself,
but I already have.
You mean you wanna keep running the Post by yourself?
Yeah, is there something wrong with that?
- No, but- - It's my home.
Besides, maybe I'll hire some help.
A handsome foreigner who stumbles into the village.
All right, all right.
You mean it though? - Yeah.
So you see? There's nothing holding you back.
(gentle music)
Hey Lily, Michelle wants your opinion on a new exhibit.
You got a second?
- Sure. - Right here.
What do you think of this here?
I'm thinking the lighting may be off.
You're not seriously-
Of course, yes, I think it's beautiful.
My favorite feature is the passion in it.
You can really feel how much the painter loves her.
Can't you?
Feelings change.
He may not feel that way anymore.
Do you want him to?
We've talked about this.
I've listened to you talk yourself out of it.
But you love him.
It's funny though,
because you're missing the most spectacular part.
Fate, the painting coming to me, I know.
No, that fate is at work a second time.
First for Greg now for William.
Don't you see, it's fate for you to be happy again.
I don't know if you believe in fate,
but you and William were brought together
and it doesn't lessen what you had with Greg,
it's because he's gone.
This is another chance for you to love again.
Will you let it go?
It's too late, I hurt him.
Just say, you're sorry.
I wish I could.
This, was just left for you.
Who is that from?
I don't know, a guy just brought it to the front desk.
I tried your office, but you weren't there.
Where is he?
He just walked out the front entrance.
(bright music)
William? You're here.
Is that okay?
Where's Saoirse?
At home, manning the Post, and loving it actually.
I've missed you, didn't think I should, but I do.
didn't think I should, but I do.
(romantic music)
Does that mean you forgive me?
I'm more worried about you forgiving me.
What for?
For treating what we had together like it was nothing.
Like our time together didn't mean anything, and it did.
I can't risk sitting back and losing you,
but more than anything, I want you to you happy.
You make me happy.
I do?
I didn't think I could be happy again, but I am.
The painting found its way to me,
and I found my way to you.
I know it startled you, the painting.
I'm just so glad you're real.
I was drawn to you before we ever met, but now,
I never loved anyone like I love you.
You're so much more than just the woman of my dreams.
(bright romantic music)
(girls cheering)
I'll try to keep living up to that,
because you deserve to be happy too.
You've made me feel and love again.
So does that mean you love me too?
It just might.
(bright romantic music)