Moonstone Rescue Ep 2: St. Rosalia

In episode one of Moonstone Rescue, fourteen year old Maya
Rhodes rappled with life after the death of her mom, Nora.
Robert Rhodes. Once a warm and goofy dad, had grown
cold and withdrawn, consumed by grief and the pressures of
keeping his struggling veterinary clinic afloat. The strained relationship between
him and Maya left her feeling isolated and alone. Luckily,
for Maya, her cat, Henry, is always by her side.
Maya found comfort in Nora's sketch book, which chronicled the
story of their ancestor, Henrietta, a resilient young Indigenous girl
who was taken from her tribe and forced into an
Indian boarding school in nineteenth century California. Henrietta's magical connection
to an orange cat became both a source of strength
and a cause of trouble. Maya also had a not
so secret admirer, Maverick, a sensitive jock whose father, Axel Grayson,
was the town's biggest real estate developer. Jackie and Hugo,
Maya's best friends, spread rumors that Lupe McGregor, a woman
from the wampanoag Aquinna tribe with a mysterious past was
actually a witch who put spells on the town's locals.
But Maya had a secret. For weeks, she'd been spending
time at Moonstone Rescue and Animal Sanctuary run by Loupe.
Lupe had become a mentor for Maya, offering her a
sense of belonging and encouraging her to explore holistic healing practices. Meanwhile,
Robert's growing lack of compassion alienated his clients. When he
euthanized Missus Silva's cat without empathy, it caused an uproar
in the community. Later, at a local bar, Robert cross
paths with Lupe. Her sharp, perceptive comments about his self
loathing and sarcasm left him intrigued, though he remained unaware
that Lupe was on the path to becoming his biggest competition.
At Maya's middle school graduation, Robert's frustration boiled over, leading
him to lash out at Maya and publicly embarrassing both
of them in front of the community and creating an
even deeper rift in their already fractured relationship. Axel Grayson
approached Robert to warn him about Lupe and Moonstone Rescue. However,
Axel's motives were far from pure, as he later creepily
staked out Lupe's farm, clearly scheming to acquire her property.
Angry with her dad, Maya once again sought refuge in
Nora's sketch book. In her room, she experienced a magical
moment of her own. A glowing ball of light appeared,
reminiscent of the one Henrietta had seen in the stories.
Was this real or just a figment of her very
active imagination? And let's not forget about missus Silva, who
still mourning her own cat, began setting her sights on Henry,
adding new complications to Maya's already fragile world. Moonstone Rescue,
Episode two, written by Dominique Mouton Interiors, Saint Rosalia Indian
School classroom day. Henrietta stands in the corner of the room,
holds a stack of books above her head. Her hair
is freshly butchered and shorter than ever. She winces as
her arms tremble.
Straighten your arms, Henrietta, super Saint Rosalia, Indian School, nineteen
o five. The students in the classroom keep their eyes
fixed on the hymn books at their desks, avoiding even
a glance at Henrietta.
After the night by the oak Tree, the grown ups
at Saint Rosaliez refuse to let Henrietta out of their sight.
They were harder on her than ever.
Sister Bernadette, stiff and severe, walks slowly down each aisle,
the frightening click clack of her shoes hit the wooden floor.
Leave the Indian, save the child. That is what we
are called to do for you all.
She steps closer to Henrietta, leans in and whispers, and I.
Do intend to save you from that wicked savage inside.
Henrietta pushes the books up higher, her arms trembling violently now,
but her gaze steady defiant. Interior Closet Day, A tired
and haggard Henrietta sits in a dark closet. A ray
of light from outside enters a crack in the wall
and touches her face. She looks up with renewed resolve.
Before long, Henrietta stopped talking altogether.
Sister Bernadette opens the door and pulls Henrietta out. She's surprised,
then satisfied to see a blank look on her face.
Interior Girl's dormitory night. The dormitory matron scans the room
where the children sleep. Henrietta, too, sleeps.
Peacefully as she seemingly became pacified. The nuns gave up
on trying to break her, satisfied enough by her silence.
After another glance in Henriette's direction, the matron turns to leave.
The orange cat hadn't returned, and Henriette was now more
alone than ever, and yet she was at peace. She
finally understood her purpose.
Henrietta's eyes open wide, a slight smile on her face.
Montage Daily life at Saint Rosalia. Interior classroom day. A
male teacher holds up a leather strap and brings it
down on the open palm of a small girl. The
child winces, holds back tears. Interior classroom.
Later.
The room is now empty and the small child sits
alone at her desk, Tears stream down her face. Henrietta
walks over to her, reaches out a hand and smiles.
The girl beams smiles back. Interior dining hall day, Quiet
children eat at tables. A stern nun narrows her eyes
at a young boy who uses a utensil incorrectly. She
bee lines towards him, takes away his food, leaving him
with nothing. Henrietta takes the bread off her plate and
puts it on his. Interior Girl's Dormitory Night, a teen
girl lies in bed, shivering from the cold. Henrietta tiptoes
with an extra blanket and places it over her. Frightened,
the girl shakes her head no, but relief washes over
her as she stops shivering. Montage, Interior Girl's Dormitory Night.
The dormitory is bathed in moonlight. Henrietta kneels in the
center of the circle, surrounded by the other children. Each
clutches a small offering, a feather, a button, a stone.
By showing the other's compassion and solidarity. Henrietta had won
their trust so much so they forgot they had called
her a witch not so long ago.
Henrietta holds a sharp needle. She pricks her finger, lets
a drop of blood fall onto a smooth stone in
the center. The children watch, wide eyed. One by one,
they add their offerings to the circle. A hush falls
over the room as Henrietta raises her hands palms open
to the sky. Everyone closes their eyes, murmuring unintelligible prayers.
A fing tom vibrates through the walls growing louder. The
children open their eyes startled as a soft glow appears
in the center of the circle. The glow intensifies and
expands into a ball of shimmering light that pulses with warmth.
Henrietta looks up, her eyes glisten with tears.
Finally they had seen it too, and it was at
that moment that Henrietta learned the words that would free
them all.
Henrietta wordlessly mouths words we can't understand exterior Moonstone Rescue
pigpen Day present day. Maya slams Nora's book closed. She
sits on the bail of hay as Loupe dumps homemade
pig feet into trays. Three very big and very delighted
pigs greedily grunt as they scarf down their lunch. Henry,
the Cat and Pumpkin look on from the other side
of the fence, and it happens be.
Like two nights ago, just like how Henrietta saw you
believe me right?
Are you kidding?
I've seen crazier things. Who am I to deny you?
A giant ball of light?
Wish I knew what Henrietta said, Like the exact words do.
You know who Henrietta's people were, might be a good
place to start.
Too, Mush.
I think Mom researched it a little bit, but I
don't know for sure.
I can help you look into it if you want
me to.
Thrilled, Maya's eyes light.
Up, really sure.
A friend of mine works at the Aquina Tribal Council.
He's a genealogist. I could ask him to help you
look into it.
Thank you, thank you.
She stands, jumps up and down for a moment. She
seems to be a much younger child. Her infectious excitement
brings a genuine smile to Lupa's face. Maya squats next
to one of the pigs, pets him as he eats.
Lupe opens a bale of hay, spreads it across the
muddy pen.
What was it like grink up in Aquina?
I loved being close to my family and culture. It's
very beautiful there, and everyone knows each other works together.
Oh we just started growing pawpaws there us. Oh my god,
they are divine. They are these little fruits that taste
like banana, but so much better, and you can make
a pie out of them.
My mom makes the best pawpaw pie.
For a moment, Lupe is lost in happy thought. It
was wonderful, So why would you come back here? Lupez
smile fades slightly. She turns back to her work.
Grab me a hayfork, would you.
Maya hops off the hay bale and goes to fetch
the fork. They hear a car pulling up out front.
Lupe opens the pen, runs to see who it is.
Maya follows behind exterior moonstone rescue entrance continuous. A red
car parks haphazardly, skids slightly in the gravel.
It's Miss Kent, she has my mass.
Megan Kent, thirties, jumps out of the car as Lupe
and Maya approach. Her face is pale, her movement's frantic.
Lupe, Please, I need your help.
Megan points to the back seat of her car. A
golden retriever whinds and yelps, her left back leg visibly mangled.
Lupe immediately opens the door, examines the dog carefully. Maya
shadows her, wide eyed.
What happened?
She got out of the yard, A car hit her
and kept going.
This is an animal sanctuary.
I'm not a vet. Please.
Darryl Ingles told me how you helped his dogs, that
he trust you with his own life.
No, that was a one time thing.
I'm begging you, please. What is what's her name?
Fiona?
Fiona whimpers as Lupe prods her lightly.
Okay, Fiona's leg is broken, but there doesn't seem to
be much internal damage.
I'll need to take her inside.
Maya steps forward, ready to assist.
I hope you kery here.
Exterior roades home day. Robert and Josh load heavy boxes
into Josh's old van parked in the driveway. Robert struggle
to lift one of Jean's large clay sculptures, an abstract
carved man contorted around a woman's nude body. Robert grimaces
in pain, grabs at his lower back.
Ah, Jez, that weighs a ton.
You're still sleeping on that old futon, aren't you? Who
told you that? Hate to break it to you. You're
not the man's mystery.
You think you are?
Under eyebags, obvious back pains, snarkiness at level ten.
Jeane walks out carries another box.
Oh, it's why he's going back to grief counseling.
She hands the box to Josh.
Oh careful with this one.
Yes, ma'am ma.
I told you it's a cult.
And I told you to get your stuff together asap.
Talk to someone about you know. For Maya.
It's like Shakespeare said, give sorrow words. The grief that
does not speak knits up the old wrought heart and
bids it break.
I like that God, first of all, Shakespeare sucks.
Missus Silva walks by the trio. She glares intensely at Robert.
As she passes. Jeane waves friendly.
Hi, and Missus Silva tired and oh oh. In that case,
allow me to formally invite you to my exhibition.
Bring a friend if you want.
Gene hands her a flyer displaying nude clay bodies in
erotic poses. Missus Silva hands the flyer back, disgusted.
I don't have friends, not anymore.
Another nasty, accusatory glance at Robert.
There's going to be food and drinks and plenty of
good company.
I like you, Gene, even if your aunt looks like
something out of Sodom and Gomora. But that son of
yours is a killer. I'd hate to see your business
fail because of him.
She throws one more dagger at Robert and continues her walk.
Josh and Jean both look at an incredulous Robert.
I don't care if it's Jim Jones running that group.
You're going Interior Moonstone Rescue Exam Room Day on an
old table, Fiona whimpers softly. Maya strokes the dog's head
and glances nervously at Lupe, who remains focused as she
grinds herbs with her mortar and pestle.
What's that?
This is a mix of ella, campaign leaves and linseed oil.
It's applied as a poultice to the broken leg poltus.
You put it on a cloth and apply it to
the wound.
Poultice. Hmm, I like how that sounds.
I'm gonna realign the bones, stabilize the injury. If not
done properly, it might never heal.
Right.
If you feel squeamish, feel free to step out. No,
I got this good hold her stating.
Exterior Moonstone Rescue Entrance Day. Meghan anxiously waits in her car.
Lupe opens the door of her house as Fiona limps out,
tail wagging.
My baby. Oh.
Megan gets out of the car, excited to reunite with
her dog. She kneels, wraps her arms around Fiona.
I've written out instructions that explain what medicines to give
her and when the splint can be removed at the
Beck Clinic in town.
Oh, I'm never going back to that place. Doctor Rhodes
probably would have euthanized her.
Well.
I uh, I can't speak to that.
She looks to Maya, who is out of earshot and
mounting her bicycle to leave Henry in tow see it's Maria.
Lupe and Meghan both wave by to.
Her, poor little thing. Imagine losing your mother so young
and getting stuck with such a jerk for a dad.
It's just not fair.
Did you know he barrated her in front of everyone
on graduation night?
Deplorable, uncomfortable, Lupe struggles with how to respond.
I uh, I didn't know that anyway. What do I
owe you?
Nothing?
No, it's my pleasure to help.
But how will you keep this place open if you
don't charge?
She takes out one hundred dollars bill. Oh, consider it
a donation. Megan's eyes plead with her to take the bill.
Loope relents, thank you. It means a lot. Exterior street day, Maya,
Hugo and Jackie ride bikes down the street. Henry sits
in Maya's basket. Maverick trails behind them.
Where were you all day?
We tried calling a bunch of times, you get a
job or something.
I had to help my grandmother to exhibit id out
my grandma's exhibition.
Well, we're gonna need you if we want a chance
to beat the Guinness record for the biggest sand castle.
We had to let lover boy help.
She looks back where Maverick trails behind them on his bike.
He smiles gives a thumbs up.
It didn't matter. The trusts came and ruined it all anyway.
Before Maya responds, Kyle and Doug zoom past them on
tricked out e bikes. Maya nearly loses her balance. The
two boys turn back around, heading directly towards them at
full speed. Jackie and Hugo quickly get out of the way.
Maya pivots hard to avoid collision, crashes her bike onto
a lawn, slides on the grass.
Told you here, nerds?
Oh yeah, oh sorry.
Kyle and Doug yuck it up as they ride away.
Oh yeah, go.
Back to the eighties with those lane cliche bully tactics.
Jackie, don't.
I'm surprised they didn't call us dweeds in four eyes.
Maverick finally catches up, hops off his bike, and runs
to help Maya.
Maya, are you hurt?
Where's Henry?
Hugo points to a group of bob white quail running
across the lawn. Henry stalks them, I'm under a car.
Interior Missus Silva's house same from an open window. Missus
Silva stares at the scene on her front lawn. Horrified,
she storms out of the house. Exterior Missus Silva's lawn continuous.
Missus Silva stands on her porch, hands on her hips.
Get that bicycle off my property, syms Silva.
My cat's under your car. We'll grab her and go.
You ought to take better cat.
That cat she shouldn't even be outside.
Keep her indoors where it's safe.
Okay, Missilva.
Surprised your dad didn't teach you that he knows all
about cats.
Missus Silva, still miffed, goes back inside. The kids look
at each other, confused by the bizarre encounter. Interior Roads
Vet Clinic Day. A cat owner exits Robert's office. Robert
comes out a moment later, approaches Zara at the front desk.
Who's next?
No One?
Zara begins packing her things to go.
What do you mean no one?
She points to the waiting area. It's empty.
Is uh Sarah holiday or something?
Honestly, Robert, I think people are upset with you.
What on the internet.
It's a small town and that stuff matters.
Oh my god, I've been canceled.
Is that what this is? Hey, come on, you're a
gen z whipper snapper. What does one do in this situation?
Apologize?
Interior grocery store day, Robert grabs milk from a refrigerated shelf.
He spots Daryl Ingalls near the eggs.
He approaches him, pastor raised is the way to go.
Daryl gives him a side glance but doesn't respond.
Hey, how's Misty doing.
She's about due for her shots.
I'm mistaken.
Missy's doing just fine. She doesn't need any shots either.
Oh, you go to a vet down in edgar Town
or something.
Moonstone's the only place I'll ever take my dog. Moonstone.
Last one to know the old McGregor farm. It's Moonstone
Rescue now, Huh.
I've heard of it. That Loupe gow it's.
Real, sweetheart, smart as a whip too. Misty's arthritis gone ash.
Sure, whatever hocus pocus, she used Robert with all due respects.
We won't be going back to Rhoades.
Daryl pushes his cart away as Robert smarts from his.
Words, fine, I'll go.
Confused shoppers stare at him as he storms out of
the store. Interior Grief Relief Support group night. Several group
members convene in an outdated but cozy living room. All
eyes are on the bawling, red faced Beth forties. She's
in the middle of a thought but struggles to finish.
Robert stares at her with utter judgmental snark on his face.
Mom was my everything. You know people say I need
to move on with my life. Spread her ashes and
pretend like everything's okay.
Dennis sixties, the host and group therapist, leans forward. He
has eyes that always look on the verge of tears.
You don't have to pretend, Beth. Remember you define moving
on for yourself.
It's been four years and I just can't. I don't
care if people think I'm crazy. I mean everyone's crazy.
Right When a Norman Bates who said that.
Dennis Peers at Robert over his glasses.
Norman Bates sounds familiar.
Is he a writer?
A gentle hand reaches over and touches Beth's shoulder. It's loop.
She looks at Beth with genuine empathy. Robert perks up,
seeing her here for the first time.
I can't imagine how you must feel. I can relate,
though your mother's dead. No, but when you talked about
having constant reminders everywhere.
Go on loope.
Most of you know that I've struggled moving back to
Oak Bluffs. I find myself triggered over the smallest things,
And one minute I'm mourning Tom and the next I'm
paralyzed with terror.
So you decided to keep his farm.
The animals help me, maybe more than I help them.
By keeping the farm.
I feel like I can transform this pain into something useful.
This info causes Robert to have an epiphany.
Way you're the one opening Moonbone, rescue moon Moonstone, and
I like the rock. Correct, Why not Tiger's eye? At
least it's durable, Robert or maybe Carnelian?
You know what do you care? I don't need to
discuss my personal business with you.
Isn't that why we're all here to share our innermost
secrets and reveal our souls.
Robert, if you're going to rejoin this group, you'll respect boundaries.
Okay, fine, last warning?
Are you done?
Robert concedes nods. Dennis waits a beat, as if expecting
Robert to try for the last word. Robert motions for
Dennis to continue the session.
All right, Beth to go back to Partie Cooper.
The entire group turns to Robert, annoyed and frustrated. Exterior
Grief Relief Support Group Night Exiled. Robert stands outside alone.
Group is over. The others leave the house and walk
to their cars. Robert spots Loupe just as she gets
into her truck. He runs over to her.
Hey, wait a second.
Lupe closes the car door, rolls down the window an inch.
Look, I'm sorry. I was rude.
It's kind of why I'm here. I'm a rude person,
and my clients are mad at me. They hate my.
Guts, and they well, they love Moonstone. I guess you
should thank me.
Huh.
She starts her car. Robert flounders for words, blurts.
Out, you want to grab a glass of water?
Interior Art Studio Night the studio is bright, pretty. Maya
helps unpacked boxes as Gene organizes sculptures on a display.
Jazz music plays softly through a speaker.
Oh, you can't avoid your father all week?
You know why not?
He does a good job avoiding me. Plus, this is
my last summer before high school. Me and my friends
have stuff to do.
Oh, looks like one of your friends is here now.
She signals to the street facing window. Maverick waves from outside.
Maya makes a contemptuous face. Before she can say anything,
Jane opens the front door. Don't hurt it, it's too late.
Maverick is in the studio, filling the room with his
eager energy.
This looks awesome, missus Rhodes.
He can't help but stare at the nude sculptures everywhere.
Glad you think so. I hope my aunt doesn't offend you.
Not at all. My mom has one of your pieces.
She's a big fan.
Oh isn't that sweet? And remind me who is your
dad again.
Axel Grayson.
Oh, he's the one with all the muscles.
That's him.
We'd make an excellent model, Grandma. A bit howkish for
my work? I'm like I'm a little lean, but still
very good physique.
God, please stop.
It's fine, trust me. He works on his body a lot.
He likes the attention. My mom calls it peacocking.
Oh but you're not like him, are you.
Maverick grins ear to ear.
That's the nicest thing anyone's ever said to me.
At these words, Maya looks at Maverick, almost sympathetic. Interior
mister Deet's Cafe night, loup A and Robert sit at
a table in a folksy mom and pop cafe. She's
got tea, he's already finished his coffee.
So this clinic you're opening, Oh.
My god, you are obsessed professional curiosity, worried I'll.
Steal your clients.
It's not a vet clinic. I'm building an animal sanctuary.
I also practice holistic medicine.
Ah, pseudoscience.
People come to me after allopathic medicine has failed their pets.
Oh by allopathic medicine you mean science.
Okay, sure, after science has failed their pets.
In my experience, pet owners often have unrealistic expectations for
what can be done.
Oh well, I don't find that at all.
I think they just want to feel like the person
caring for their loved ones is coming from a place
of possibility, not limitation.
Giving people false hope isn't ethical.
You are exhausting after all of these years, you are
exactly the same.
Robert thinks for a moment, as if a memory has
come back.
Have we met?
But like before now, I'm not surprised that you don't
recognize me.
I used to wear my hair and pigtails back then.
Don't tell me you went to oak Blows High just
for senior year. So you were the nerd and I
was the jock. Unrequited love.
I can assure you that was not the case.
Did you even ever play sports?
Not?
Not really, I'm too busy listening insane clown posse getting
detention for being allowed that part.
I remember Poliacchi. Robert smirk, says. Lupe takes a sip
of her tea exterior street night. The streets are busy
with tourists. Lupe and Robert stand outside her car, not
really knowing how to end the evening.
See you at a group next Thursday?
I should go, I'm not sure they'll be welcome me
be back.
Though, I guess I'll see you when I see you.
What about tomorrow?
Tomorrow?
My mom's an artist.
She's having this exhibit thing, and my daughter Maya would
be there too.
I'm not big on crowds.
It'll be small, intimate. You'd like it. I have to
warn you. My mom's art is unconventional, tempting.
I'll think about it.
Lupe gets into her truck and closes the door. She
watches as Robert walks away and breathes a large sigh
of relief. She takes another deep breath in, then out.
Exterior art studio night, Maya and Jean stand outside with Maverick.
Jeane gives him a flyer for her exhibit.
Now make sure you give it to your parents. I
want to see you all there.
Axel's car pulls up.
Here's my dad. Thanks missus. Rhodes call me Jean please, bye, Maya, Bye.
Math.
This abbreviation of his name puts a wide grin across
Maverick's face. His moment of reverie is interrupted as Axel
honks the car horn interior Axel's car. Moments later, it's
silent between Axel and Maverick.
Well, am I picking you up here?
I was hanging with Maya?
Why she's cool?
I like her?
There's something wrong with that family, especially that grandma character.
She's different in a good way.
Do you ever hear of the law of proximity?
Now, when people spend enough time together, they adopt each
other's habits, traits, values. We become who. We surround ourselves with.
Birds of a feather flock together.
Axel looks at his son, surprised by his acute comprehension.
Exactly what's that?
Maverick folds it in half, puts it away nothing. Interior
Roads home night, Wearing a pretty summer dress. Maya feeds Henry.
Robert walks in and pats her on the head. Hey, Kido,
No response from Maya.
You're really not gonna talk to me.
Maya doesn't look at him.
It's been four days. This is ridiculous.
Jean enters the kitchen, bright red lipstick on her mouth
and her locks in a beautiful updo.
Oh, what's going on here?
Maya's still mad at me.
Maya ignores him, turning to Jeane.
So, Grama, can I bring Henry to the gallery tonight?
No, of course she can.
She's part of the family, Mom, Are you serious?
Maya smirks triumphantly at Robert scooping Henry up and heading
toward the door. Interior Jean's exhibition night. The gallery is bustling,
dozens of people mingle, sipping wine and admiring Jean's provocative sculptures.
Jackie and Hugo hang out near the snack table with
their parents. Jean moves gracefully through the room, chatting with
potential buyers. Maya brings around a tray of hord'eurebs to
the guests. Robert ill at ease, looks around the room.
His face brightens as he spots Loope entering. She looks elegant,
her presence drawing a few surprised glances from onlookers. Maya
notices Loope and Robert's reaction to her. Confused, she sets
down the oord'ruv's tray and watches their interaction intently. Later,
a worried Maya stands by a sculpture holding Henry. She
glares at her dad and Lupe chatting in a corner
of the gallery. Lupe laughs at something, Robert says unbelievable.
He's not even that funny.
She turns to Hugo, who's munching on our dervs nearby.
Hey, I need your help, but you can't ask why.
That depends what's in it for me?
I want to tell Jackie about your Twilight fan fiction.
Hugo's sighs clearly defeated while played.
What do you want me to do?
Just distract my dad?
Why is he talking to the witch?
She's not a witch anyway.
Just go ask him something weird, something so annoying he
has to stop talking to her.
Fine, but you owe me big time pervis.
Hugo grabs a plate of snacks and walks to the
corner of exhibit. He reluctantly approaches Robert and Loupe, interrupting
their conversation.
Excuse me, doctor Rhodes.
Okay, yes, uh so, I ate six bags of hot
Cheetos and now I've had an uncontrollable diarrhea for three months?
Is that bad?
Robert and Loope Freeze caught completely off guard.
I'll let you two handle this.
Gloope steps away gracefully, leaving Robert to deal with Hugo. What.
Yes, of course that's bad.
Why would you wait three months?
Nearby, Jackie overhears the odd conversation. Sensing Hugo needs help
with his shenanigans, she jumps into the conversation and improvises
doctor Rhodes.
What's your opinion on neotropics for pets?
I mean, I'm not sure that's am I dying?
Also, do you think dogs can benefit from yoga?
I read this article?
Oh okay, well, one are the time.
Please across the gallery. Maya grins in satisfaction, her mission accomplished.
Robert's size visibly exasperated as Maya strolls over to Lupe,
who's now admiring a sculpture.
Your dad is pretty popular tonight.
Yeah, he's great with people.
You still haven't told him he won't understand.
Tell him by tomorrow or I'm sorry, but you can't
be at Moonstone.
Wait.
Lying never makes anything better, Maya. It just creates chaos.
Lupe touches Maya's cheek gently and gives her a reassuring
look before she heads to the exit. Robert observes from afar,
Jackie and Hugo walk over to Maya.
You've got major explaining to do.
Exterior Moonstone Rescue entrance day. Driving her truck, Loope pulls
into the driveway of her home. A flashy car is
already parked there. Terence Delwood forties steps out, sporting slicked
back hair and a big, cheesy grin.
Sorry we're clothed.
Terrence extends a handout. Loupe reluctantly shakes it.
Terrence Dellwood real to I believe you already know my client,
mister Axel Grayson.
He reaches into his satchel hands her a stack of legal.
Docs I'm not interested in selling.
Lupe gives him back the papers without looking at them.
Too bad.
This place is a money pig.
My advice is to get out before you're into a
d Besides, your roots are really here anyway.
Dellwood squirm under Lupe's hard glare.
I understand that you and the late mister McGregor have
been separated for many years. Mister Grayson is prepared to
pay twice the market value of the property because he's
got sentimental attachment to it.
Delwood leans in closer with a false sense of familiarity.
Take the money, get yourself a cute little place in town.
You love animals.
The local veg clinic is looking at hire.
Lupe continues to stare at Delwood. After a few uncomfortable
moments of silence, she steps forward.
Oh guess keepe. Oh sorry, what?
Oh gesh getpe.
It's the Wampanoag name for Oak Bluffs.
Ah. Interesting, I didn't know.
That the Wampanoag where the original inhabitants of this place.
Sentimental attachment. I can trace my ancestry all the way
back from before for the mayflower ever reared its ugly head.
My roots here are deep and strong.
You are standing on my land, mister Dellwood, and I
am done.
Talking to you.
I apologize if I offended you.
If I ever see you or axle here again, I
will call the police, or maybe I'll just deal with
you myself.
Delwood gives her a puzzled look.
I'm sure you've heard the rumors about me. Well, I'm
they're one hundred true. Just ask the late mister McGregor.
Delwood turns white and slowly backs up.
I'll be sure to convey your feelings on the matter
to that's I'll be sure to conveyed feelings on the
matter to mister Grayson.
Yeah.
He stumbles into his car. Lupe laughs to herself as
he speeds away. End of episode two.