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can watch him.

Okay, but let's

make it quick

so he doesn't see us.

The next time

he stops, we'll run.

What happened?

I think he saw me!

Are you sure?

No, but he's

still coming.

Then he probably

didn't see you.

Let's go!

Hoo hooo!

Halt!

You're captured!

What's this?

Miniature bandits?

We're not bandits.

But we know

who you are!

And who might that be?

You're a leprechaun,

and since we caught you,

you have to take us

to your pot of gold

...and grant

us three wishes.

A leprechaun is it?

My, my Alex!

I never realized

you were a storyteller, too!

Tommy thinks

you're a leprechaun.

Tommy is it?

It's a pleasure

to meet you.

Liam patrick conners,

at your service.

What gives you this notion

i'm a leprechaun?

And don't think

you can get away

from me.

I'm sure

i couldn't, even if

i were a leprechaun.

I told you

he isn't one!

I didn't say that!

Then

you are one?

And i didn't

say that.

So are you a

leprechaun or not?

What if i told you

i was an angel?

Angels have wings.

Oh they do,

do they?

And what might

a leprechaun look like?

Like you.

You two

have got me in

quite a spot here.

If i tell you

i'm not a leprechaun

you'll think i'm lying

so i can be on my way.

Tommy, you can't

judge a book by its cover.

Especially an old one.

Huh?

It's not what a person

looks like that makes

them what they are.

It's the intent

of their hearts

and the good

they are willing to do

for others that matters.

He's trying to

tell you he's not

a leprechaun, Tommy.

So you can't grant

me three wishes?

No, i can't.

If only

we could find the

lost faeden...

the what?

The what?

Surely

you've heard the legend

of the lost faeden?

What's a faeden?

The faeden is

a small gold flute,

the king of the fairies

uses to play the

song of the creator on.

It helps all

the other fairies

see the glory

and the wonder

and the beauty of life.

And Tommy,

it's also what he uses

to grant wishes.

And it's lost?

Aye.

That's quite a story.

You see, one day

the king of the fairies

comes to me

with a special order...

to make shoes

for all the fairies.

They've got this

wonderful ball coming up.

They're going to

have funny fireflies hanging...

but that's another story.

But anyway,

after he left

i realized he'd left

his faeden behind.

I put it in

me safe for safekeeping

awaiting his return.

But that night,

as i was working late,

a young man

busts into me shop

and demands all me money.

And i give it to

him, every cent.

But that wasn't enough for him,

he wanted the faeden as well.

I told him,

"it's no use to you"

"since you don't know

how to use it."

But he took it anyway.

I chased him

as far as i could,

but i lost him.

He got away from me.

But he didn't

get away from

the others.

What others?

What others?

Why, the fairies,

of course.

He tried to make

his get away through

these fields and woods.

But he never made it.

What happened?

Well, the police found

his body in the river.

Poor soul.

They never knew for sure

what happened to him,

but i do.

What?

C'mere.

The pooka.

The pooka?

The pooka?

Shhh...! Aye,

an odd fairy that one.

Comes at night

in the shape of a horse,

and beckons you

to ride him.

But if you

mount his back,

he'll take you

on a death ride

that you'll

never survive...

unless you're one

of the bravest at heart.

Wait a minute.

If they got

the thief,

then the king

got his faeden back!

No lass, seems that

he lost it somewhere

on the fairy ride.

Then the fairies know

where it is, right?

No, according

to the legend,

this area is still

filled with fairies

all looking for the flute.

Really?

Aye lad, and

they'll find

it someday.

But i kinda feel

responsible for it

and i'd like

to find it first

so i could give

it back to the king meself.

So i come here everyday

looking for it.

It's here somewhere,

in these fields and woods.

But alas,

the going's slow because

me eyes aren't

what they used to be.

We could help

you look for it.

It'll be like

a treasure hunt.

Aye, you could

at that,

and a fine treasure

we might find.

But i don't know...

look, look, look there!

What do you see?

I don't see

anything.

Nothing?

Trees.

Trees.

Only trees?

And look,

what's that over there?

Clouds!

Clouds.

And

that's all?

What about

the wind? Listen.

Did you hear 'em?

Ahh, never mind.

I can see i've

got me work cut out.

You've got

a lot to learn.

This is not a task for

the faint of heart, you know.

I'm brave.

Are you now?

The fairies

don't want anybody else

to find the faeden.

You'll have to be smart

to avoid their traps.

I'm very smart.

Aye, i knew

that about you.

You'll have

to learn to believe

in many wondrous things.

These fields and woods

are full of things

you've never

seen or heard before.

We'll learn.

We'll learn.

You will?

You'll learn.

Well, that's different!

Why not, then?

We'll meet

back here tomorrow,

and that's when

our journey will begin!

That is,

if it's all right

with your mother, Alex.

Let's see what

time it is here?

Here, hold that.

Ahh, it's

getting late!

She's going

to be worried.

Off with you, now.

Go on, go on!

I'll see you tomorrow.

Leprechauns, is it?

Well, why not?

What?

What do you

mean you don't like

the way i'm doing it?

I am a storyteller,

not a preacher.

No, you can't put angels

with leprechauns and fairies,

it would

ruin the story!

Besides, you could play

one of the fairies.

Well, you've got

the wings for it.

Ah, patty,

where's your sense of humor?

So, how was

everyone's day?

Great!

We caught

a leprechaun.

We snuck up behind a stump,

jumped out and caught him.

That's great, honey.

Becky, how was your day?

Fine.

Tomorrow take a book

and go down to the lake.

I didn't bring any books.

We can fix that.

Mr. Conners said

we could help him look

for the lost faeden.

Then maybe the fairy king

could grant us three wishes.

Could i be excused?

The lost what?

The lost faeden.

A gold flute that

was stolen from him.

Could i be excused, please!?

What is wrong?

I've had enough!

You're excused.

Can we please help him

find it, mom?

Find what?

The faeden.

Look,

i don't want you two

bothering mr. Conners.

I know he

likes to tell stories,

and they're nice

to listen to

but you can't...

but,

he needs our help.

And besides it'll

be like an adventure.

Yeah!

I'll talk to him.

Yes!

When did that happen?

[Knocking]

I'm on the phone.

I need

to talk

to you.

It's my aunt.

I got to go. Bye.

Come in.

I'm sorry.

Just sometimes i get

so tired of hearing

about what Tommy

and the stuffed bird did.

I see.

I seem to recall

a little girl

who wouldn't go anywhere

without sebastian.

That was different.

You're right.

Sebastian wasn't the last

gift your dad ever gave you.

Do you know why

he carries around that

dumb bird?

He thinks dad's

coming back.

If he

doesn't have it,

dad won't find him.

Look, he's only seven.

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