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Hey.
Okay.
Christina Joy Osborne?
Uh-oh. Busting out the middle name.
Um, am I in trouble?
Your review of Heublein Chophouse
ruffled a few feathers.
They served Kevin's steak 15 minutes after mine
and by the time he got his, mine was cold.
Ruined the entire meal.
You know, technically, you're allowed to eat if it's hot.
No one ever does that.
Oh, come. Would you sit down?
My feet hurt just looking at you.
Christina: Oh, I'm fine.
I'll just sit for a second.
Now, here is your next assignment.
Oh. Winter wine festival.
Well, you haven't done a wine review
since Hollingbrook's corked merlot.
Um, I probably shouldn't show my face
at that particular winery.
You won't need to. There are a dozen other wineries
doing barrel tastings that same week.
Hmm.
That's your all-access pass for the entire event.
You'll get a sneak preview of their newest vintages.
Report on the wines getting the most buzz.
In January, though?
The winemakers like to see
how things are progressing while their wines are aging.
It's like touring a house during construction.
Buyers can get a feeling for how the wine is going to finish.
Oh. Now, you'll take the Amtrak in,
but then, you'll transfer to this adorable vintage train
that'll take you right into town.
Do you think I could get an extra pass for Kevin?
It seems pretty romantic. We could make it a work-cation.
Good idea. Maybe he'll be inspired.
Stop it.
Christina: Mom, you want some more coffee?
Please.
Oh, but you don't need to do
the whole complicated, you know, thing here.
Um, of course I'm doing the thing.
I've got it down to a science. It turns out perfect every time.
So, when you and Kevin finally get engaged,
be sure to register for a plain old drip coffee maker.
Well, you might be waiting for a while.
- Okay. - (bell dinging)
Oh. All right. This is it.
If I can't get it right this time, I swear, I give up.
- (gasping) - Christina: Aha.
Looks good.
Come on. (sighing)
Ugh.
Christina...
I don't understand.
I did everything the recipe said. Ugh.
Baking is as much art as it is science.
Maybe you just need to embrace the art a little more.
Yeah, or I could embrace that new dessert delivery app.
But then you'll miss all the fun.
Ugh. Well, this isn't that fun either, Mom.
Sometimes it isn't about the final product, sweetheart.
It's about how you get there.
That sounds like a quote people put on
reclaimed barn wood, Mom.
- Because it's true. - Well, not for everyone.
Some people like to know what's coming.
Like when people go to a restaurant
or order a bottle of wine,
they don't want to risk wasting their time or money,
and that's why I do what I do.
We can't control everything in our lives, Chrissy.
No one really knows what's down the road.
What do you think, Michael? These ready for harvesting?
Almost.
We're supposed to be getting another freeze this week, Gene.
If that happens, I think these grapes are going to be
at their absolute sweetest.
Michael?
Yeah?
We just got a shipment of these ice wine glasses.
Can you call the distributor and tell him he made a mistake?
The distributor didn't make a mistake, Dad. I ordered them.
For the tapping party next Friday. Come on.
I mean, we got to get people to sample
our first batch of ice wine. You know that.
I don't think it's a good idea
to introduce something new right now, Michael.
We're trying to regroup
from what that C.J. Osborne review did to our bottom line.
I thought we both agreed
to never mention that name ever again.
Believe me.
I want to forget it ever happened, too.
I'm just trying to create some buzz. That's all.
I mean, come on. You know everybody in this region--
No one's doing ice wine. You know that.
For very good reason.
- What? - It's too risky.
It was risky back in the day,
when you tried it, but things have changed.
Dad, come on. Forecasting, soil testing--
Merlot, cabernet, pinot noir,
that's what built this winery a hundred years ago,
and that's what's going to keep it going
for the next generation, for you and for Britney.
Dad, we've got 500 bottles of wine
from last year's harvest sitting in that ice room, okay?
Not to mention, these grapes are almost frozen
for this year's harvest.
Come on. Why don't we just show them what we've got?
It's temporary.
You know how much it costs to maintain that ice wine room?
We'll finish this harvest and then we'll go back to normal.
What if normal is not good enough, Dad?
It will be.
Grandpa, the sign at the front fell again.
Oh. I'll take a look at it, sweetie.
Maybe I'll leave it down and wait for the new one to come.
We'll talk later, all right?
As long as it's about merlot, cabernet--
Pinot noir. Dad, we get it.
(chuckling) Okay.
Dad, can I have some frozen grapes?
Of course you can, but you can only have two.
We need all the grapes to make the wine, all right?
I know, but I can't have that for nine more years.
I'm your dad,
and you can't have that for 90, all right?
(chuckling)
So, you're going to go for it anyway?
Gene, come on. The grapes are already frozen.
I'm not going to let them go to waste.
Old man will come around.
You know, her mom used to do that.
Wander around the vineyard,
eating grapes like there was no tomorrow.
I can't believe it's been three years.
Yeah.
Sara loved the idea of the ice wine.
I got to follow through with it, Gene.
I have to. For her, for Britney.
Hey, princess,
I see you're wearing another one of Mom's hats again, huh?
- I like wearing them. - Michael: Oh.
It's like a head hug.
Oh. A head hug, huh?
Well, how about a hug for the rest of you?
(giggling)
I love you.
Love you, too.
(sighing)
(chattering)
Hi. Should be under "Kevin."
So, which table is C.J. Osborne at?
Waiter: I don't know. No one knows what he looks like.
(gasping) Oh, honey, look.
That's my friend C.J. and his wife.
No, no. But let's not go over there and talk to them.
I think-- I think he's working.
Okay.
That guy is the most feared food critic on the East Coast?
Maybe that's just his disguise.
We have to pretend we don't know him.
Fine. Just give him anything he wants.
Go.
This is why I love being anonymous.
I can give my readers a completely honest,
authentic experience of the restaurant,
and someone else gets treated like royalty.
Win-win.
Hmm.
(inhaling sharply)
So, what do you think? It's fantastic, right?
Could be better. I mean, the spices in the purée
overpower the glaze.
What?
Maybe once in a while, you could give someone a pass.
Then I wouldn't be doing my job.
(clearing throat) Speaking of which,
Sam has me going to this winter wine festival
in upstate New York.
He booked me in this gorgeous B&B.
It's very romantic.
I mean, come on.
We keep saying we need to talk about our future.
This would be perfect.
Yeah, yeah. We will get away, Chrissy.
But I've got client meetings all week.
I can't just take time off.
Except you also say
that the market is too volatile to plan ahead.
I mean, it's always something.
Well, I've got to do my work, too.
I just think it would be good for us.
Come on. We could use a reset.
Could we? I mean, I thought we were...
...I thought we were fine.
We are, but...
...we should be better than fine.
Okay. Maybe I can--
I can call in a couple favors.
But I'll have to meet you up there.
Thank you, Kevin.
I promise it'll be an amazing time.
- Cheers. - Cheers.
(glasses clinking)
All right. Talk to me. How we looking?
All right. Well, the high tables
will be here the day before the party.
The wine glasses get here tomorrow.
Oh. Write down I got a few dessert glasses
for the ice wine as well.
I thought we weren't bringing out those bottles for the party.
How can I not? Come on.
Last year's batch is perfect.
It's time to show it off.
Yeah. Mike, listen. I know how important this is to you, okay?
But Sara wouldn't want this to come between you and your dad.
Well, unfortunately, Diane,
that debacle with the merlot already did that.
Yeah, but it wasn't your fault that the corks were tainted.
Yeah, but it's my fault that I didn't test the case
before I sent the bottles to that reviewer.
My dad thinks it's because I was obsessed
about the ice wine at the expense of everything else.
That's not the case. You know that.
Michael, I'm going to head to the train station
and drop off some pamphlets for our party
at the welcome centre. Do you need anything?
Yeah, actually. I do. I could use a carload of buyers
with money to burn.
- I'll do my best. - (chuckling)
You two--
All right. Talk to me. What else?
Okay.
Next stop is Hudson.
Please exit through this car.
(phone vibrating)
Hey, Kevin.
My train just arrived. Perfect timing.
What time does yours leave?
Oh, and I got us a reservation tonight
at the Hudson Grill at 8:00.
I'm not even reviewing it, so we can just enjoy ourselves.
Kevin?
Chris, I can't make it tomorrow.
I'm really sorry.
No. It's fine.
Um, so-- Thank you.
So, what day do you think you can make it?
Look. We had a problem with one of the funds, Chris.
I don't know when I can make it up there.
Porter: Oh, excuse me, miss.
You're blocking the luggage cart.
Oh. Uh--
Do you need help with your bag?
Sorry. Um, yes, please. Thank you.
It's the black one right there.
All right.
Well, can you make it for the last three days at least?
Where to?
Hudson House B&B.
It's the black SUV over there. I'll load your bag for you.
Oh, okay. Thank you.
Look. I got to hop back into a meeting.
No, no. Please, please don't hang up.
We can figure this out.
Listen.
Why don't you just call me back from the hotel, okay?
No. I-- Kevin, I need to know right now.
Are you even coming up here or not?
I can't make it, Chris.
(sighing)
I'll talk to you later.
(engine revving)
Woman: Hello, Christina.
Eleanor. Hi.
It's been ages.
I know. I've been meaning to call and catch up.
You here for the wine festival?
Of course. You?
I wouldn't miss it for the world.
There's nothing better than finding
that one special wine nobody knows about yet.
Or the ones to avoid.
(sighing)
That's exactly why we couldn't be writing partners anymore.
We have completely different ways of seeing the same thing.
I just want people to be informed, that's all.
Nothing wrong with a little honesty.
So much honesty from someone
who won't even reveal who she is.
I should get going.
It was good to see you, Eleanor.
You, too.
(phone ringing)
Kevin (on recording): Hey. This is Kevin.
Leave a message and I'll get back to you.
(phone beeping)
You know what, Kevin? Never mind.
It's fine, because I'm going to be really busy with work anyway.
Uh, hi.
Apologies if there's been a mix-up,
but this isn't the official shuttle.
I'm just here running an errand.
No. This is the car the porter told me to take.
Oh, okay. Not a problem.
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Gene: Okay. Here we are.
Oh, no. My purse. I left it on the train.
I think it was under the seat. We have to go back.
Oh, I'm sorry, miss, but that train is long gone.
But don't worry. I'm sure someone turned it in.
I'll call the station's lost and found.
Oh, yeah. Yeah. Okay. If can just get my bag--
- Bag? - Yeah. It's in the back.
What?
She told me she put it in there.
Let me make that phone call for you.
Then, I'll get you back to the station.
Okay. Thank you, but will they let me check in without ID?
Check in?
I think you better talk to Michael.
He's over there.
Okay.
(sighing) Uh, excuse me?
- Oh, hey there. - Hi.
Hey. What can I do for you?
Hi. Hi.
Um, I wanted to get checked in, but I don't have my ID.
Oh, that's okay. We don't really have a formal
check-in policy here.
It's usually just first come, first serve.
Then what was the point of making a reservation?
Well, I have no idea who made the reservation for you,
but it's fine.
Why don't you come on in and I'll try to get you some help?
- Okay. - Okay?
Oh, and I'm sorry about your grapes.
What do you mean?
Well, it looks like you kind of missed the harvest.
Not if you're making ice wine.
Don't most wineries use a freezer
and make it with the grapes they already have?
Michael: Yes, they do. That's very true.
But it's not really the same.
You see, nothing brings out the sweetness
like the slow build of winter, and if we can time this harvest
just right, the flavor will be absolutely perfect.
And you, as the customer, know exactly what you get.
I can certainly appreciate that.
(chuckling) All right.
Well, it's getting cold. Let's get you inside, huh?
Okay. Thank you.
- Come on. - Okay. Ooh!
I can see you, uh, brought the right shoes.
Oh, I didn't know you get so much snow up here.
(Michael chuckling)
If it's okay, I'd like to check into my room first
before doing any wine-tasting, please.
I'm sorry, but these rooms are for private residents only.
But I can call and recommend a couple of hotels in town.
I thought this was a hotel.
No, no, it's not. We're, uh-- We're just a winery.
This is Hollingbrook Winery?
It is, yeah, and I'm Michael Hollingbrook. You are?
I'm in the wrong place.
I need to go.
Oh. Oh, no.
Oh. Uh, where did the driver go?
Well, Gino, he'll be back in a second.
Not to worry. Listen. While you're here,
why don't you come back inside and warm up a little bit
and try a glass of our merlot? It's wonderful.
Oh, okay. I see you've read our recent review to the contrary.
Completely untrue and,
to be honest, bordering on unprofessional.
Usually, when things get bad reviews it's for a good reason.
True. There was a good reason. We made an honest mistake.
But instead of allowing us to rectify the situation,
the reviewer decided to trash us instead
and well, we lost a lot of business because of it.
I'm very sorry to hear that.
Well, nothing we can do about it now.
We'll just get back on our feet, all right?
- Dad? - Yeah.
Do you want me to put out
all the barrel-tapping festival merch?
I think that's a great idea, honey.
Hi. I'm Britney.
Hi. I'm... Joy.
- Nice to meet you. - Nice to meet you, too.
How do you walk on those in the snow?
Aren't you afraid you're going to slip and fall?
Hasn't happened yet.
(phone ringing)
Oh, excuse me. I just have to take this.
No problem.
(shouting)
Michael: Whoa, whoa.
Hey, hey, hey.
- Are you okay? - (Christina groaning)
Christina: Why? (groaning)
Michael: Are you okay?
(gasping) Ooh.
(gasping)
I think I'll stay right here.
Michael: Okay.
(exhaling sharply)
Well, Joy, good news. Your vitals are all normal,
and I can't see any sign of head trauma
or concussion.
Who's Joy?
You are. I'm Britney. Remember?
We just met.
We did?
Do you know where you live?
I think in the city.
Which city?
I don't...
...I don't know.
Oh, dear.
What? What's wrong with me?
I think you have a case of retrograde amnesia.
What's that?
It's an inability to recall recent events.
The brain is shutting down the part that needs to heal.
How long will I be like this?
Well, that's the good news.
Most patients with no outward signs of trauma
get their full memory back in three to seven days.
Okay.
Until then, we should be able to figure out
a lot from your phone.
Speaking of which, when she fell, doc,
her phone dropped in mud and water,
and her cell won't power up.
So, I'm going to head into town,
talk to a repair guy and see what we can do. Okay?
Okay. What about my wallet?
Where's my purse?
You left it on the train, remember?
Michael: Uh, I'm sure she doesn't remember, Gene.
Right. Right. I am trying to find it, and your bag.
I don't have that, either?
You were only carrying your notebook.
What? This?
What is all this? Recipes? What am I? A chef?
Is someone waiting for me to show up somewhere?
Am I married?
Do I have kids, or cats?
Did I mention any friends or family?
Is anyone looking for me?
We don't know.
All we know is that you seemed to
come to our winery by mistake.
Did I say where I was supposed to be?
No. Sorry.
But if this memory card will get fired up
and start working again, we can find out.
We'll also contact the police.
You're going to be okay.
- (sighing) - Michael: Hey.
We'll figure it out.
Well, what if we don't?
What am I going to do?
You need to stay somewhere safe for a few days
until your memory returns.
She can stay with us.
Now, Brit, we don't even know this person.
Well, if she's a criminal,
she's the most fashionable criminal I've ever seen.
You know what I mean.
I know Mom said
we should always look for ways to help people,
and Joy needs help.
Is your mom--
She died three years ago.
Oh. I'm so sorry.
Let's get you upstairs.
Oh, I don't know if it's okay with your dad yet.
It's fine. Come on. Let's go.
Okay.
Michael: I'll set you over here on the couch.
- Okay. - Okay?
Yeah. Thank you so much.
- Okay? - Christina: Yeah.
Is that her?
- The one who fell? - Michael: Yeah.
Is she going to sue us?
Dad, are you kidding me? Come on. Uh, Joy?
This is my father, John Hollingbrook.
Hi. It's nice to meet you.
I'm so sorry for the trouble.
I don't mean to be any inconvenience.
No problem. We just want to make sure you're okay.
(sighing) No. I'm fine,
except for the part that I don't remember anything about myself.
Nothing? Nothing at all?
All I have is this notebook.
Are there any clues in there?
Only that I seem to be an extremely organized
dessert enthusiast.
We just learned about this in science.
Smells are a huge trigger for memories.
Maybe making one of these recipes will jog yours.
Maybe.
(sighing) I'm sorry.
Um, is there a place I can lie down?
Absolutely.
- Of course. Come on. - Okay.
Dr. Grayson says that sleep is the best thing right now, so--
Thank you.
You're welcome to use our guest room.
Christina: Thanks.
Oh, I can't tell you how much I appreciate all of this.
I don't know what I would have done without your help.
Well, it's okay. You're safe here.
- (sighing) - Everything will be just fine.
Well, you don't know that.
No, I don't.
But what I do know is that we're doing everything we can.
Gene is talking to all the wineries and the hotels
to see if anybody is looking for you.
But in the meantime,
we just need to take it moment by moment. Okay?
Okay.
So, in this particular moment,
I'm still completely freaking out.
Still freaking out.
(breathing deliberately)
Still freaked out. How am I doing?
You're doing great.
Well, um, I guess I should try and get some sleep.
Yeah. That's probably best.
All right. Sleep well.
- Thank you. - All right.
- (door closing) - Christina (on recording): Hi.
You've reached Christina Osborne.
I can't come to the phone right now.
So, if you'd like to leave your name, number,
and a brief message, I'll get back to you as soon as I can.
- (phone beeping) - Hey, it's me again.
Look. I get that you're mad, okay?
I wish I could have been up there, but...
(knocking on door)
...ignoring my texts and my calls,
it's not helping anything.
Thank you.
Look. Just call me when you're ready to talk, okay?
(sighing)
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Okay.
Uh, okay.
Hey.
(gasping) Oh.
Sorry.
No. I'm sorry.
I didn't think anyone would be up.
Yeah, I'm just-- I'm not a really big sleeper, so--
Okay. Well, I don't want to be in your way.
I'll just put everything back and go to bed.
No, it's okay. Why don't you tell me what you're making?
Um, I was going to try one of the recipes from my notebook,
see if that triggered anything from my childhood.
Ah, okay. All right. Well, don't let me stop you.
I just have to admit, I'm a little surprised
that you can find enough ingredients to use.
You're not a big cook, then?
Oh, I make a really great chicken, if I do say so myself.
I think if Britney wanted to be a vegetarian, though,
we'd both starve to death.
Well, this is a pretty basic recipe,
so I think we should be okay.
Um, where do you keep the anchovies?
I'm sorry?
I'm kidding.
Oh. Hey, good.
I thought it was some sort of weird regional thing,
although I wouldn't have any idea what region.
Quick. What is your address?
You're trying the hiccup technique on amnesia?
Well, that depends. Did it work?
No.
Then, no, I'm not, actually.
You took my advice.
Michael: Oh. Hey, honey.
Oh. I'm so sorry if we woke you up.
That's okay. Now that I know what it is, can I help?
It's the middle of the night, honey.
It's a weekend and we haven't baked anything in this kitchen
in a long time.
Michael: True. Well, if it's okay with Joy.
Of course.
All right. I have some paperwork to finish,
and I'll let you two get to it.
- Thanks, Dad. - All right, honey.
So, what are we making?
Grandma's famous cookies.
Do you think Grandma would be mad if we added butterscotch?
Um, it's not in the recipe, so I don't know.
Let's try anyway. I think we have some chips.
Uh, okay.
Now what? Pecans?
Oh. Well, that's not in here either, so, um--
You know what?
How about butterscotch and pecans?
- Yes. - Yeah.
Ooh, and how about cinnamon?
Oh, and do you have pumpkin pie spice?
Hey, princess, come on. We got to get you back to bed, okay?
- Come on. - But I want to try them.
I'll put them in the fridge
and we will bake them first thing in the morning, okay?
Okay. Did this help you remember anything?
Not yet, but I had a blast making them.
Me, too.
Okay, honey. Come on.
Good night.
- Good night. - Good night.
Good night.
Britney: We should put it inside, so she knows it's there.
Woman: I don't want to wake her.
She needs to rest if she's going to get her memory back.
(speaking indistinctly)
Oops.
Hi.
Sorry. We didn't mean to wake you.
No, no. It's okay. I was awake.
I'm Diane. A close friend of the family's.
It's nice to meet you. I'm... Joy, apparently.
(Diane chuckling)
I hope you don't mind.
I brought you some clean clothes,
comfy shoes and some basic toiletries.
Oh, that's so kind of you. Thank you so much.
Yeah. I can't believe I actually wore those.
They're like little leather torture chambers.
Yeah. I'm more of a "comfort first" kind of gal myself.
Right now, I'll take all the comfort I can get.
Can I go put the cookies in?
Oh, yeah. That's a great idea.
I heard about your late-night baking session.
Well, I'm not sure how those cookies are going to turn out.
We didn't exactly follow the recipe.
Oh, well. Some of the best things
happen in life when you take a little detour.
I'll leave you to it.
- Thanks. Thank you again. - Diane: You're welcome.
Betsy? Betsy, can you get me Christina's review
of Badgley's Bistro from Friday night?
She hasn't submitted it yet.
Well, that's odd. She said she'd finish it on the train.
Maybe she really is taking some time for some romance.
Good for her.
More than one piece, though, right?
- Good morning. - 'Morning.
- Hi.
Wow.
I-- Yeah. I mean,
Diane's clothes fit you perfectly.
Now, you don't have to, you know, obviously,
wear the same clothes every single day.
Not that those clothes weren't nice.
I mean, you-- Um, you--
- Dad... - You look great. Yeah?
Stop being weird.
What? I thought weird is what I'm good at.
- (bell dinging) - Oh.
Britney: The cookies are cool.
Yep.
Listen. Um, it's been a long time
since she had this much fun in the kitchen, so thank you.
Well, I think I had more fun than she did.
But I'm a little nervous to taste them, though.
I'm not getting my hopes up.
- Okay. - Okay.
Here we go. I'll give you a nice big one.
- Michael: Mmm. - Britney: Okay.
Christina: Which one do you want?
Okay. On the count of three. Ready?
Michael: Yep.
One, two, three.
These are amazing.
They are, aren't they?
Michael: So good.
Is it triggering your memory?
No.
Britney: Well, that's my fault.
Should have followed the exact recipe.
- Michael: Honey... - No. It was worth it.
- (Michael chuckling) - But, um,
have you heard anything this morning, though?
Has anyone said they were looking for me?
No. Nothing yet, Joy. I'm sorry.
What if I'm a fugitive or something?
Dad basically said the same thing.
Okay. All right. Thank you.
(all chuckling)
Well, if I'm wanted, at least I know someone's looking for me.
You know, maybe if I read today's newspaper,
something will trigger my memory.
- Yeah. - Do you mind?
Yeah, of course. Go ahead.
Okay. Hmm.
Anything?
Oh, look at this.
What? Is it about you?
No. It's about you guys.
Yeah, this is a lot more nerve-wracking
than exciting, but thank you.
So, listen. I think these cookies--
As a matter of fact, I know these cookies
would pair perfectly with the ice wine at the tasting.
Oh. Do you make that here?
Yeah, I was-- Right.
Um, I told you, but you-- I told you before you fell.
- Oh. - So--
- Thank you, honey. - Yeah. Of course.
What do you-- What do you say? Do you want to try them?
Absolutely.
All right. Don't eat them all.
I'll try.
Or at least save us one.
- Yeah. - Okay. Bye, guys.
Michael: Okay.
Okay. So, you are going to need one of these.
For what?
Well, a couple years ago,
Gene and I built a very special ice wine room.
And trust me, you are going to need one of those.
Come on.
Oh, wow. This is incredible.
Oh, incredibly cold.
Yeah.
That's a lot of ice.
It helps us keep it at 14 degrees,
which is the exact temperature you need
when you're harvesting ice wine grapes.
We're hoping to hit it in the next few days.
People must love coming down here for the tour.
Oh. Well, no. They're not going to be touring this room,
unfortunately.
It's temporary. In about a year or so,
when it melts, this will be it. It'll be gone.
Why?
Well, my dad says it's too expensive
to maintain an ice wine room at 14 degrees.
He wants us to just rely on what we know best
and try to get our customers back, so--
Back?
Oh. I'm sorry.
You don't remember. We were-- Before you fell,
I was telling you that about a year ago,
we sent out a corked merlot.
And the review we got back, we lost a lot of business.
So, all those buyers and reviewers
that are coming to the party,
we need to make sure that we win them back.
I'm sure you will.
Well, these reviewers are very brutal.
That's for you.
They don't care about the impact they have on businesses.
for some reason. You know, they decide,
they write their reviews, they leave,
and then, you know, that's it, we're done.
And then, we're left picking up the pieces.
Well, they don't sound like very happy people.
Looking for the negative in everything must be exhausting.
Yeah.
Okay. One sip, just to be safe.
Why?
Well, I don't know if amnesia
and wine will mix too well, so--
I have amnesia?
Are you kidding me?
Yes.
Yes. Okay.
Well, all right. I'm going to make a toast.
Okay.
To you getting your memory back.
(glasses clinking)
Oh, Michael.
This is incredible.
- It's good, right? - Oh, my goodness.
It's exactly how I wanted it to taste.
Christina: Mmm.
You know, my wife, um--
It's okay. Your wife.
My wife, obviously, wasn't here for the final product, but...
...I think she'd love this.
Everyone will.
You have to serve this at the party.
- Thank you very much. - Mmm.
But for all intents and purposes,
this is your first sip of wine, so the bar is pretty low.
- True. Okay. - What?
Tell me how they taste together.
Ah, okay. I'm going to go with this one here.
Oh. Those are good.
What do you think?
(applauding) Wow.
- Really? - Amazing.
- Oh. - They pair perfectly together.
And I had all the ingredients to make these?
Mm-hmm. You know, sometimes,
it just takes a different perspective to see
what you already have right in front of you.
Maybe that's all your dad needs;
to see the ice wine from your point of view.
You know, maybe in real life, you were a philosopher.
I don't know about that. Okay. I'm going to try them.
Okay.
Mmm.
They are good together.
- Mm-hmm. - Oh, my goodness.
(laughing)
I hope you can remember how to make these.
I hope I remember a lot more than that.
But I'll never forget the last 24 hours.
Cheers.
Neither will I.
(glasses clinking)
So, I just got off the phone with the police again.
They haven't heard anything about anyone missing
and unfortunately, no sign of your purse or bag.
Well, I hate to think no one's looking for me.
But I guess in a way it's good.
I mean, it means I probably don't have any kids
or a husband.
But I must have someone, right?
Of course you do. You're amazing.
She's not wrong, you know.
I'm sure someone will find you soon.
Well, you should eat. keep your strength up.
Well, I wouldn't know where to start.
I just make one big pile on my plate and eat my way down.
Christina: Sounds good to me.
We farmers take our meals very seriously.
Yeah. I snuck over here for breakfast
for five years straight.
I can see why. This is delicious.
- (phone chiming) - What's wrong, Dad?
Uh, there's a delay on the tasting glasses for the party.
If they don't get there on time, this event--
Listen. I'll take care of it, Mike.
You just concentrate on the wine itself. Don't worry.
It's going to be great, Dad. I know it.
Really? How do you know that?
Because we're due for some really good luck.
I will toast to that.
How do we toast, Dad? Where are the actual drinks?
Hmm.
- On it. - Oh, can I help?
- John: No. - No, no. I got it.
You and Diane just relax.
Britney is such a sweet kid.
She is, and she's been through a lot.
Yeah. I heard about her mom.
Do you mind me asking what happened?
Sara had a heart condition that nobody knew about.
It was just a one-in-a-million thing.
And Michael said he made the ice wine for her.
Yeah. They started it together.
When she died, he just wanted to keep their vision alive.
But now, he's obsessed with it
as a way to bring the winery back from that review.
He just needs a win.
Seriously, Chrissy, this isn't cool.
Look. I'm really busy,
and I don't deal well with the whole passive-aggressive,
silent treatment thing.
We're adults. Just let me know that you're okay. Okay?
(sighing) Okay.
That's all that's been turned in. Any of them yours?
I don't know.
Can we open one of them just to make sure?
I'd need to see some ID.
No. I lost my purse, too.
I'm sorry, miss. Without ID, there's not much I can do.
Have you tried calling the police?
- Yeah. - Yes.
Nothing I can do. Sorry.
Thank you.
Who's this?
That would be one Eleanor Parks.
She's the end-all, be-all reviewer
of wines in this region.
You get a good review from her, and everything changes.
Do you know her?
I don't think so.
But if she's that important,
I hope she's coming to your barrel-tapping.
Well, she was invited.
No guarantee she'll show, though.
A lot of competition for her time this week.
Well, she just needs to think she's missing
the next best thing if she doesn't.
Well, thank you very much.
So, we've narrowed down your career
to chef/baker, and apparently now, marketing executive.
Britney: Or fashion designer.
Your shoes when you came here were amazing.
I don't know what I was thinking wearing those in the snow.
- (phone vibrating) - That's what I said.
I think, after all this,
I'm going to stick to snuggly boots.
What?
It's Gene.
He just spoke to the guy at the phone store.
They can't get your phone up and running.
Great.
And no one has turned in your purse from the train.
I'm so sorry, Joy.
How can this be?
No missing persons report. Nothing on social media.
Hey, hey. We could check online.
I don't want you to worry, all right?
Anything you need, we'll take care of it. That means anything.
Besides, remember what the doctor said.
It's not going to last long. Okay?
I don't know how to thank you both.
I mean, of course, I will pay you back for everything.
Joy, hey. You don't have to pay us back.
Just pay it forward.
I will,
starting with baking something new from my notebook.
Maybe one of these recipes is the trigger
to remembering who I am,
and maybe one of them will be good enough
to convince your dad to serve your ice wine at the party.
Ha. You know how to bake miracles?
We can try.
I'll need my trusty assistant, though.
- Are you in? - I'm so in.
- I'll bring them in. - Christina: Are you sure?
Ah, ah. Hold on a second. Don't be fooled.
You're just trying to hide the fact that you already opened up
the white chocolate chips and ate half the bag, right?
Actually, that was me.
Whoa! Really?
Well, listen. I'll be right in.
I just got to go check on the grapes.
Oh. Do you mind if I join you?
Maybe if I can remember our conversation in the vineyard,
something else will spark.
Sure.
Plus you're pretty good company.
You're not so bad yourself.
After you.
Okay.
So, what happens
if the best night to harvest is the same night as the party?
Ooh. (exhaling sharply)
Shh. Don't say that.
We don't want to put that out in the universe.
No. That would be a total disaster.
You see, when you harvest, all hands are on deck.
Same thing goes for the party.
Even though I want to create a buzz with the ice wine,
the party is more important.
We need to make sure everybody knows we have good wine,
the best wine,
and Dad thinks I'm forgetting that, but I'm not.
I just-- I just want to create an edge, you know?
No. I think he knows you care, not just for the wine,
but for everyone around you.
I mean, I've only known you for a couple of days
and I can see it.
- Ooh. - What?
Oh.
Ooh. What do you think?
Five-second rule?
Well, it's frozen. So, I'll give you a minute.
Good point.
Mmm.
Whoever thought to make ice wine in the first place?
Ah. Well, now that you ask,
there's a great story behind that, too.
Um, a frost struck
a small German vineyard before harvest.
When the villagers woke up, they realized
they didn't want to let the grapes go, right?
They're not going to have anything to sell that year.
So, they said, "You know what? We're going to take a chance.
"We're going to build a bonfire. Make streusel.
We're going to harvest anyway."
And when they pressed on those frozen grapes,
they tasted the sweetest wine
that they'd ever had in their life,
and they decided to call it ice wine.
I love that. A happy accident.
Also, I just-- I feel like it was something
that was meant to happen, you know?
The villagers hit a roadblock
and they ended up somewhere they never thought they'd be.
And it turned out for the best.
Yes, it did.
Well, maybe one day,
I can look back on all this and say the same thing.
I hope so, too.
For what it's worth, I just want to say,
I am so glad that you showed up at the wrong winery.
(both laughing)
You know what? I am, too.
Oh.
It's snowing.
This could be a clue that maybe you live somewhere
that there's not-- There's no snow.
- Maybe. - Yep.
It's so beautiful.
You're living in the moment?
Yeah.
You freaking out?
No.
Good.
It's beautiful, huh?
Yeah.
Christina: Then sugar.
- Michael: Hey. - Okay. Yeah, yeah.
What are you guys making?
We need salt. Oh, a soufflé from my notebook.
I have a ton of notes around it, so I must have made it a lot.
Okay. You got to be a pastry chef. I mean, come on.
Isn't making soufflés really hard?
How hard can it be?
But this time,
we should really we follow the recipe.
- No, no. Stop. - Britney: Dad!
What?
Oh, yeah. That's baking chocolate, right? Mm-hmm.
- Both: Yes. - That's good.
- It's yummy. - Oh, really?
Yeah, it's really good.
So, Mr. Hollingbrook,
what would you pair that with?
This trash can.
I can't believe you followed through with that.
Apparently, when I commit, I commit.
Well, that's a good trait to have in general.
Oh.
- Okay. Come on. - What can I do to help?
We could use an extra pair of hands. Yeah.
- Don't need any more of that. - Britney: Yeah.
But you know, back in the day...
Christina: Uh-oh.
...when your dad was cool... - Britney: Oh, no.
- (laughing) Dad. - Michael: You know?
- Oh, oh, oh. - What do you think of that?
- (Christina shrieking) - Oh.
What do you think of that, huh?
- Oh. - (splatting)
- (Christina shrieking) - Okay.
(Britney laughing)
- Sorry. (laughing) - Britney: What have you done?
- Michael: Oh. - Christina: (laughing) Oh, no.
- (Britney giggling) - Michael: Hey. Be quiet,
because she's sleeping.
Did you, uh, double up on your socks?
Britney: Yes.
Because last year, you only had the one pair,
and you were freezing.
- What's going on? - We're harvesting.
What, the grapes? Now, in the middle of the night?
It's 14 degrees. It's now or never, so--
- Christina: Oh. - Everyone comes out.
It's fun. Diane brought some snow gear for you.
- Really? - If you don't want to come out,
it's okay. I mean, if you're sleeping.
Are you out of your mind? I wouldn't miss this
for the world, and you can get it done before your party.
- Okay. - One less thing to worry about.
For you, I mean. I mean, I'm still worried
about pretty much everything.
Then maybe this is a nice distraction.
You put that on. We will meet you downstairs.
- Okay. - All right?
Mmm.
- John: Ta-da! - Michael: Ah, here we go.
Christina: Hi.
John! You made it.
- About time. - John: Listen.
I may not be crazy about the idea,
but hey, my name is on this stuff, so--
Michael: Don't waste any, Gene.
If any fall, just put them in there, okay?
Thanks, brother.
Whoa. Oh, I see how this is going to play.
Oh, I don't know.
Really?
- (Christina shrieking) - Oh, I missed.
(laughing, chattering)
Michael: Oh.
- What's that? Oh. - (Diane laughing)
Go around. Go around. Go around!
Michael: Attacking the old guy, huh?
Okay, okay. (laughing)
Okay. Okay. All right. You win. You win. You guys win. You win.
(laughing)
- (Michael grunting) - (Christina laughing)
- You got some snow on you. - Wow.
- You okay? - I'm great.
Michael: Okay. Back to work.
- Hey. - Hey, I know.
Start clipping, Pop.
- Hey. - So, Britney fall asleep
before her head hit the pillow.
- (all laughing) - We all need some rest.
There's only two days left, and we still have lots to do.
Hey, Mike, I have extra linens in the car.
Want to help me bring them in?
- Sure. - Diane: Yeah.
- Hi. - Hey.
(Christina sighs)
(door opening)
Christina: John, you should really try it.
I mean, Michael has worked so hard on this.
I know.
Then what's stopping you?
When I took over the winery from my dad,
I tried to make ice wine, too.
Then we had a heatwave.
Two weeks of record temperatures.
We lost a quarter of our grapes.
Took years to recover.
Does Michael know that?
He thinks it was just a fluke,
that it couldn't happen again like that.
But isn't that true?
I can't take that chance.
He already feels bad enough about the review.
I can't let him take that hit
if the ice wine puts us deeper in the hole.
I love him too much.
But if you love him,
doesn't he deserve a chance to make things right?
Or maybe even give you a second chance
to make the wine you dreamed of, too?
John...
- (door opening) - (sighing)
(door closing)
Hey.
Uh, did something happen?
Your dad told me what happened
when he tried to make ice wine.
Now, it makes sense why he's holding you back.
He's protecting you.
He loves you so much. You know that, right?
Yeah. My dad is not really one
for talking about his feelings, so--
Mm-hmm.
Guess it runs in the family.
Are there feelings
you're not talking about?
Definitely.
You know, I don't know
who I am or where I live or my history,
but right now,
I feel like I'm where I belong.
Is that crazy? (laughing)
Well, I mean, if you'd have asked me that a few days ago,
I probably would've said yes.
(both laughing)
But now?
No. It's not crazy.
Um, let's not get ahead of ourselves, okay?
Not until you, you know, know who you are and--
No. Of course. Of course.
You need to protect yourself and Britney.
And you.
(phone ringing)
Hi. It's Kevin.
Oh. Kevin, this is, uh, Sam,
Christina's editor.
Listen. I really need to talk to her,
but she's not answering my calls.
Kevin: What? Really? Okay. I'll call her mom.
Let me call you back.
(phone ringing)
Phyllis, hey.
Hey, it's Kevin. Hi.
I was wondering, um,
have you heard from Christina in the last few days?
Joy?
- Hey. - Hi.
Christina: Okay.
I just wanted to say thanks
for helping us with the baking and harvesting last night.
Dad has been so stressed out about the party.
We haven't had that much fun in a long time.
It was my pleasure,
and thank you for making me feel so at home.
(chuckling) Oh.
Your mom has kind eyes, just like you.
I'm sure you miss her very much.
Britney: I do.
But sometimes when I feel happy, I feel guilty.
Like last night.
Brit, I'm sure that when your mom is watching over you
from heaven, seeing you smile makes her heart sing.
- You really think so? - I do.
So, what does it actually feel like to have amnesia?
Christina: Hmm.
Hey. There you are.
As a matter of fact, I just overheard you.
I was wondering the same thing.
Okay. Um, well,
you know that feeling when you wake up,
and for a second, you don't know where you are,
or if you're still dreaming or not?
Oh, man. I hate that.
Then I don't recommend this experience for you.
(laughing)
I'm so sorry this happened to you, Joy.
You know what? I'm not. Because if it didn't happen,
I wouldn't have met you and your dad.
I mean, of course I want to find out who I am.
But I think part of me is really going to miss this.
Is that weird?
Michael: No. It's not weird at all.
And just for the record,
no matter who you are,
you're always welcome here, okay?
Oh. I don't have a dress for the party tomorrow.
Oh. Maybe your dad can take you shopping.
- Michael: Yeah. - Or maybe you could?
No offense to Dad, but he thinks "fancy" means dark jeans.
(chuckling) Now, come on. that's not...
- That's absolutely true, yeah. - (laughing)
See? I think you'd look beautiful in that.
Except I read online with my colouring,
I should never wear this shade of pink.
Pfft. Right now, in this moment,
this dress makes you happy.
And that's all that matters.
Unless, of course, the dress costs a fortune,
in which case we should probably ask your dad,
because I don't want to get in trouble.
(giggling) It's on sale.
Victory is ours.
Do you think you'll need a dress for the party, too?
I don't know. I mean,
any moment, my memory could come back, and then--
Back to your real life?
(sighing) I know. Whatever that is.
But for what it's worth,
I hope it's as nice as this one.
That's her. Eleanor Parks.
- From the magazine? - Yeah.
Has she RSVP'd to the party yet?
I don't think so.
Well, why don't you go try on the dress,
and I'll go talk to her?
- Okay. - Okay.
- Uh, excuse me? - Yes?
- Hi. - Oh, hi, Christina.
- You know me? - (scoffing)
You don't have to be so dramatic.
Don't worry. I'm not going to be the one
to blow C.J. Osborne's cover.
I wouldn't do that.
Wait.
I'm C.J. Osborne?
I don't know why you're playing this game, Christina.
Just don't play it with me.
Well, what did she say? Is she coming?
Uh, it wasn't her.
Oh. Bummer.
Yeah.
Hey, you two. So, I've got good news.
The flyers are still up all over town for the party.
I'm just praying that Eleanor Parks saw it,
and that C.J. Osborne did not.
He wouldn't dare show his face at our winery, Dad.
- Don't worry. - I hope not.
He's literally the last person I want to see, honey.
Joy, you okay?
Joy? Hello? (whistling)
Hi. Yes. I'm fine.
- Everything's fine. - Okay.
Okay. Guess she's ready to go. Hop in, honey.
- Hey. - Oh, hey.
Hey, Mike, is she okay?
Uh, no. She wasn't feeling very well.
Listen. I figure if she's not feeling better soon,
we should call Dr. Grayson, okay?
I'll go check on her.
- Right. Thanks. - You're welcome.
Let's go take your jacket, okay?
(knocking on door)
Joy?
Michael told me you weren't feeling well.
I can tell he's worried.
You know, he cares a lot about you.
(breathing heavily)
I really care about him, too.
And that's what makes this even worse.
What's wrong?
(sighing)
I got my memory back.
- You got your memory back? - Shh.
Why? That's actually amazing news.
No, it's not.
Why not?
Wait. What's your last name?
Osborne.
Christina Osborne.
Christina?
But you said your name was Joy before you even fell--
Joy is my middle name.
Christina Joy Osborne.
- No. - Yes.
- You're C.J. Osb-- - Shh! Not so loud.
I can't believe it.
But I don't want to be her.
Oh, I just want to be Joy again.
Michael is never going to forgive me.
- For the review? - For everything. He hates me.
And Britney and John and Gene, they're going to hate me, too.
And they're right to. I'm the bad guy.
- I don't hate you. - Well, you should.
I'm the reason the winery lost so much business.
I'm the reason everything is riding on tomorrow night.
You have to tell them the truth.
How do I explain all this?
How do I tell them how sorry I am?
How do I show them--
How do I show them that I am not
the same person I was when I got here?
Okay. Let's just--
Let's just take a second to process this.
Christina: Okay.
Is there anyone you need to call?
You're already with someone, aren't you?
I was. I mean, I am, but...
...that's not what I want anymore.
What do you want?
I want what Joy had.
She lived in the moment.
She didn't know what the future held, and it set her free.
Diane, she was happy.
Christina, you can still have that.
That doesn't have to change.
Everything is going to change when I tell them.
What's this going to do to Britney?
She's going to be devastated.
They care about you. No matter what your name is.
But you do have to tell them.
Michael: Joy?
- Uh, give us a second, Mike? - Sure.
You have to tell him.
I will. I will.
But not until I make things right.
That way, maybe they won't be as angry.
Maybe they won't hate me. Maybe Michael--
I'm not sure that's such a good idea.
Please, please, Diane.
Just don't say anything until the party tomorrow night.
I have to fix this for everyone.
I need a phone. I have a lot of calls to make.
Here. Use mine for now.
And I'll, um, I'll bring you to town to get a new one.
Oh, thank you. Thank you. Thank you.
Hey. Where are you two headed off to?
Uh, we're just going into town to get, um--
Get ingredients for another dessert.
Oh. Okay, good.
So, you're feeling a little more like yourself, then, huh?
- Something like that. - Well, listen.
I forgot to drop off some of these shuttle passes
for the party for the buyers staying in town.
I could take you back in.
Yeah. We could take the convertible.
But it's freezing outside.
I know. Trust me?
- More than anything. - Good.
- I'll meet you out front. - Okay.
(sighing)
Hey.
So, I've got heat on full blast,
and who doesn't love hot cocoa?
So, what do you say? You in?
I can't think of anything else I'd rather do.
Well, aside from getting your memory back.
- Hop in. - Right. Of course.
Listen. I was thinking I'd take you on a little joyride.
See what I did there?
I did. Because I'm Joy.
- All right. - I'm so Joy.
Here we go.
♪ You cannot find the light ♪
♪ You feel your dreams are dying ♪
♪ Hold tight ♪
♪ You've got the music in you ♪
♪ Don't let go ♪
♪ You got the music in you ♪
♪ One last dance ♪
Okay. I got to ask something here.
You remember this song?
I-- I heard it in the store earlier.
And now I've forgotten it again.
Darn amnesia. (chuckling)
♪ I'm coming home, baby ♪
♪ You're tops ♪
♪ Give it to me now ♪
Michael: Check out the view from this overlook.
Wow.
There's a lot of competition out here, huh?
Yeah.
That's why tomorrow is very important.
We need to be the winery everybody is talking about.
You will.
I promise.
Thank you, but I'm not sure that's a promise
anyone can make.
Michael, um--
You're right. Sorry.
No, no.
Here I am, always telling you how I can't open up.
But when you're with someone you like very much, like you--
It's hard to keep those feelings inside, yeah.
No matter how hard I try, I just--
I can't turn these feelings off for you.
(sighing)
Oh, listen. You can put the baking supplies
on my account, okay?
- Thank you. - No, no. Don't mention it.
In the meantime, I'm going to drop these passes off.
I'll be back here in a few minutes.
- Okay. - All right.
- Good luck.
(phone ringing)
Hello?
- Mom, Mom, it's me. - Christina!
Where have you been?
Everyone's been trying to reach you.
I know, I know. It's a long story. Listen.
Hey, um, I'm trying to find out
if a Christina Osbourne checked in?
Hey.
It could be under C.J. Osborne.
Uh, sorry to interrupt,
did you just say C.J. Osborne?
As in the food critic?
Yeah. I'm her boyfriend.
Oh. Wow. I had no idea C.J. Osborne
was a woman.
Yeah. Well, that's by design.
She likes to keep people guessing.
Do you know her?
(chuckling) Do I know her?
Yeah. I run, um, Hollingbrook Winery.
Oh, man.
- The merlot. - Yeah. That'd be the one.
Hmm.
Listen. If you could do me the hugest favor,
just steer her away from Hollingbrook Winery this week.
I'd really appreciate it.
You know, just in case she's planning on another
- follow-up hit piece. - Totally understand.
- Will do. - Okay, great. Thanks.
Appreciate it.
Of course, I just have to find her first.
Just meet me at the B&B tomorrow morning at 9:00, please?
I really need to talk to you.
(cellphone beeping)
Mom, did you talk to Sam? Great.
Thank you so much.
Yeah. I hope it works too.
Yeah.
Mom, I have to go. I love you.
- Hey. - Hey.
Listen. I was thinking we should check on your phone at the shop.
You know what? I already did. And, um, yeah.
The guy said he's this close to fixing it. Probably tomorrow.
He practically guaranteed it.
- Oh, good. Tomorrow, then. - Tomorrow.
Well, then, that means you and I need to make the most of today.
Look at you. Living in the moment.
Ah, I like it. It's my new thing.
Mine, too. Really, really new.
Because you never know when everything is going to change.
Well, I can tell you one thing.
I wouldn't change the last three days for anything.
Me, neither.
What? What's wrong?
Oh, nothing. I just--
Aren't you supposed to get some ingredients for a dessert?
Oh, yes. Yeah. I still need to do that.
- Let me help you. - Okay.
Come on.
By the way, you're never going to believe who I ran into
- at the B&B. - Who?
C.J. Osborne's boyfriend.
Wait. Um, he's here?
Yeah. Well, C.J. is a woman.
Apparently she's a real piece of work, too.
- Is that so? - Yeah.
Bet she can't wait to ruin another winery's sales
for the year.
Michael, I'm sure if she knew the damage it did,
she would do anything to make it right.
It's too late for that.
What?
You okay? What's wrong?
Michael--
What? I was just saying, I--
Christina? Hey.
Kevin.
Uh, okay.
I guess now I know why you haven't been
- returning anyone's calls. - No, no, Kevin.
There is a good reason for that.
I'm sorry, did you-- I'm sorry. You know him?
She's my girlfriend.
I-- Okay, I'm confused.
I thought you told me that C.J. Osborne was your girlfriend.
- Oh. - Michael.
You know what? I have to go.
No, Michael. Michael, just wait.
What exactly is going on?
Look. I fell and I hit my head,
and I didn't even know who I was until earlier today.
Come on. You're going to pretend that you had amnesia
this whole time? I mean, how gullible do I look?
Look. I know it sounds crazy, but it's true.
The Hollingbrooks, they looked after me.
Please, just give me two minutes, okay?
Your mom and Sam are worried sick.
I called my mom and she called Sam.
What, you just didn't bother calling me?
No, I tried. Please, two minutes,
and then we can talk, I promise. Just two minutes. Michael!
- Michael. - No, listen.
You know, I can't believe after all the conversations
we had together about how awful that review was,
- it was you this whole time. - I am so sorry.
I was wrong to write that review,
and even more wrong not to give you a second chance,
but I'm just not that person. Not anymore.
Really? Well, let me ask you a question.
When you first got here, before you fell and hit your head,
you told me your name was Joy.
I did.
Were you here doing an anonymous review?
No. No. I just didn't want to make a scene.
- Oh. - There was a mix-up
at the train station, and when I realized where I was,
I was trying to leave, and that's when I fell.
Michael, if I had known then what I know now,
everything would be different.
Doesn't matter anymore, does it?
I mean, come on. Look. You got your memory back.
That's all that matters, right?
I just can't believe you knew who you were this whole time,
and you waited this long to tell me.
I only waited because I wanted to make things right.
- To fix what I broke. - Well, don't try to fix it,
because there are some things that aren't fixable.
Michael!
(tires squealing)
She felt terrible when she realized who she was, Mike.
Yeah. Well, I just can't believe you found out before I did.
She just wanted to fix things before she told you.
You always said that C.J. Osborne wouldn't give you
a second chance. You're not going to give her one?
Diane, come on.
I can't.
She cares a lot about you. You two had something special.
Are you really going to let that go?
Do you think I have much of a choice?
Joy-- I mean, Christina is here.
She wants to say thanks to all of us before she leaves.
Why don't you guys go ahead and do that?
'Cause I have work to do.
Give me one sec.
(sighing)
I'm so sorry my review caused you so much pain.
You were just doing your job.
I don't even know if I want to do that job.
It just doesn't feel like me anymore.
You and Michael and Britney,
and you, Diane,
you changed my life.
For a while there, you changed ours, too.
I tried the ice wine.
You were right. It deserves a shot.
Did you tell Michael?
- Not yet. - Don't wait. Trust me.
It only gets harder.
I just wish I could stay and fix everything.
Christina, you fixed more than you know.
John.
It's okay. It's okay.
Thank you.
Thank you for all the clothes.
I guess I have to go.
Take care.
You, too.
(engine revving)
You know,
you didn't say much on the way back.
Yeah. It's, um--
It's been a long few days.
That's an understatement.
- Thank you. - Thank you.
Excuse me. What wine is this?
It's the merlot from Hollingbrook Winery.
Kevin: Excuse me. Could you just take that back
and bring something else, please?
No, no. It's okay.
It's wonderful.
Really? That's the wine you reviewed.
I should have given them a second chance.
You've never been big on second chances, Christina.
No, I haven't, but they deserved one.
Anyone who opens a restaurant or a winery deserves one.
They're the ones taking the risk.
They're the ones putting their hearts and souls out there
with no safety net.
And they have no idea how it's going to turn out.
Do you know how brave that is?
Are we still talking about restaurants?
I'm talking about my whole life.
For as long as I can remember, nothing scared me more
than not knowing how something was going to turn out.
I was terrified of making the wrong choice
or taking the wrong path, but what I've realized is
that's not really living at all.
And I don't want to do that anymore.
So, what are you saying?
What I'm saying is
we've both been running on fumes for a long time.
You know that.
I guess I thought that eventually
we'd figure out where we wanted to go.
Maybe it's time we each get in our own car,
get a full tank of gas,
and see where the road takes us.
Maybe you're right.
Are you sure you're okay?
'Cause this is not the Christina I know.
It's the Christina I used to be.
It just took getting amnesia to remember it.
(chuckling)
That's pretty ironic.
(sighing)
So, what are you going to do now?
First, I'm going to check into my room.
And then tomorrow,
get back to making things right.
You got my message?
- I did. - Okay.
Christina: Thanks again for letting me use your kitchen.
I'm just happy you didn't back out of your plan
after Michael told you to leave.
Oh, no. I'm never giving up.
Not on Michael, not on the winery.
Not until I make things right.
Oh, I talked to John. He's still on board.
- Really? - Mm-hmm.
But I have to say,
baking without Britney just isn't the same.
- I know. - (doorbell ringing)
That's why I invited her to come over.
(squealing)
It's going to be so weird not calling you Joy anymore.
It's actually my middle name.
But you know, to be honest, I used to hate it.
- Why? - It just didn't feel like me.
But now it does.
(giggling)
- Can you get the oven for me? - Yeah.
All right. Here we go.
- (timer dinging) - Okay.
Ooh. Those look good.
Wait. It worked.
This is probably the 20th time I've tried to make this,
and the first time I got it right.
Diane: So, what changed?
I guess this time I just went with my gut,
and I knew that even if I made a mistake,
it would still be okay.
But I'm not done yet.
There is one more recipe I want to try.
The one I used to make with my dad when I was a kid.
There was nothing sweeter.
Hey.
Hey, uh...
...why are you taking the sign away?
Because you were right, Dad.
I need to start thinking about what's best for the future
of the winery instead of always thinking about myself.
And I know you were always just trying to protect me.
Except I was wrong.
After talking to Christina, I tried the wine.
And you're right. It is special.
It deserves a chance to shine.
Thanks, Dad.
You know, uh,
Christina is pretty special, too.
I know you've forgiven yourself for the bad corks.
Can't you forgive her for the review?
- I have. - Does she know that?
Dad, no. Come on. I didn't--
I was so hurt when I found out who she was,
I just pushed her away.
Now, she's gone. So--
Are you sure about that?
What are you doing here?
Did you really think I'd let you serve that incredible wine
without something to pair it with?
Hey, plenty of time to talk later.
It's almost time for the doors to open.
We have work to do.
Whoa, whoa, whoa. Hold on. What was that?
You'll see.
I'll see?
I see you found your luggage.
I did, but every pair of shoes I had
were their own special form of torture,
so I made one Diane-inspired purchase in town.
(laughing)
- I love it. Cheers. - Cheers.
It looks great, by the way.
Thanks.
So, it doesn't look like Eleanor Park showed up.
That's okay, because everybody is loving the wine.
We just need some good old-fashioned word of mouth.
Wait. She's not here?
Well, I didn't expect her.
I did.
What do you mean you expected-- Why?
Oh, there she is. She's here.
- Excuse me. - Get a glass of wine. Yeah.
- Eleanor is here. - Oh.
John's time to shine.
Ladies and gentlemen, thank you for coming
to Hollingbrook Winery tonight.
We have something new for you.
It's the first vintage ice wine this valley has seen
in 50 years.
(applauding)
Thank you, thank you.
Later, you'll all get a chance
to visit our custom-made ice wine room.
But for the moment, we're going to take you back in time
to the German village
where eiswein was created.
So, bundle up, everyone, and follow me.
(Bavarian brass band playing)
Hey, hey, did you do this? Did you do this for me?
No, Christina did. For you.
I just gave her the thumbs up.
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It's a pleasure to meet you in person, thank you.
- Really lovely. - Take care of her, okay?
We need her.
Christina...
...can I talk to you?
I thought you'd never ask.
- Whoa! - Whoa, whoa.
Hey, come on. You're scaring me.
Careful. I don't want you to fall again.
I did fall pretty hard.
So did I.
(sighing)
I cannot believe that you did all of this for us.
I just hope it was enough.
It's more than enough.
You know, my dad was speaking earlier to Eleanor Parks.
And she said she's naming us Best Overall Winery
in next month's Wine and Spirits.
Really?
And word apparently got around the bonfire
that now I have enough advance orders for the entire year.
Oh!
I knew you could do it.
Oh, I'm so happy for you.
Well, I did have a lot of help.
Well, that streusel is pretty good.
Yes. Very, very good.
But I had a lot of help in getting Eleanor Parks here.
- Really? - Yeah.
And I asked her. I said, you know,
"What made you come out tonight?"
She says, "Well, you know, it's interesting.
"I read this inspiring review online.
A review that was written by my former writing partner."
I couldn't think of a better way for C.J. to say goodbye.
I hope it wasn't because of me.
I'm sorry for all the things I said about her-- You.
And the tainted wine was my mistake.
And mine was not giving you a second chance.
But it doesn't matter.
Writing reviews is just not something I want to do anymore.
I thought that maybe I could become
a restaurant consultant.
But instead of just telling people their problems
and walking away, I could also help get them
- on the right track. - Hmm.
That sounds like something C.J. Osborne would be perfect at.
You know, now that you mention it, I-- Ooh.
- I do have a problem. - What?
I want to kiss you so bad.
Problem solved.
Now, the problem is solved.
(laughing)
- Oh, by the way... - Uh-huh?
- I tried the merlot again. - Oh. And?
Best I've ever had.
- Yes! - (laughing)
Woo! Did you hear that?
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