Love Struck Cafe Page #7
- TV-G
- Year:
- 2017
- 84 min
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Megan...
I-I'm sorry.
Congratulations.
Joe, wait!
I'll be back.
Megan!
Who's Joe?
Wait!
You broke up with me, remember?
You wrote me a letter,
and that was it.
No explanation,
and poof, and you were
gone from my life.
[SIGHS IN EXASPERATION]
I thought we were
best friends, Joe.
I thought we were going
to build a life together.
I didn't want to stand in
the way of your dream.
So you made a choice for me
without even talking about it?
I know why you did it, Joe.
Frances told me.
But you were wrong.
We could have made it work.
We could have made it
and I know you loved me...
Okay, all right.
Go back inside, okay?
Philip's waiting.
Don't do this again.
Don't push me away.
We're living two
different lives, Megan.
Your life is back in
Chicago with Philip.
My life is here with Lily.
I guess I...
back what we once had.
I don't know what
I was thinking.
[CAR DOOR OPENS]
[MEGAN]:
Joe...Megan?
Philip, we need to talk.
All right, thanks! Come again!
[MAN CALLS]:
Thanks, Matt![CHUCKLING]:
Yeah. See ya.Always a pleasure.
Let me know when you
get back to Chicago.
You're a great guy.
Ah.
Seemed like a nice enough fella.
[SIGHS HEAVILY]
We broke up.
Well, good.
Then I don't have to
pay for the wedding.
[CHUCKLES]
Come on, I'm kidding.
No, thank you.
Dad, if you don't need me here,
I think I'd like to go home.
I need to start
working on my rsum.
Sure, I think we can
manage somehow.
Ooh, before you go,
I was in the back office
cleaning this morning,
and I found this.
What is it?
Have a look.
Huh?
Remember those?
No, your mother was planning
on making a new menu,
and she wanted to use
one of your drawings
as the cover.
Of course, she died
before she could put
the plan into motion.
Yeah, she was always
your biggest fan.
[]
The third option!
Dad, thank you!
Oh, you're the best.
Uh, don't mention it...
I guess.
The third what?
[]
[RAIN POURING]
[]
[BIRDS TWEETING]
Hello?
[WHISPERING] Megan!
I've been trying to
reach you all morning.
Do you know what today is?
No, what?
Today's Monday, which
means deadline day?
Oh, no. Shoot!
My deadline.
It's less than an hour away.
Why do you think I've been
trying to reach you all morning?
Mr. St. Clair's on his way
and he's not happy.
Oh, no. Okay, okay, I'm on it.
Uh, I'll call you later.
[BEEPING OFF]
I'm heading out, Dad!
Good luck!
So, if you'll just
sign at the bottom...
And what if I don't sign, Mr.
St. Clair?
Mrs. Figgins... may
I call you Frances?
No.
Mrs. Figgins,
Stoneland Properties owns all
of the surrounding land,
so there will be no more buyers.
Now, if you continue
to hold out,
well, we'll be forced
to break ground
on the portion of
land that we do own,
and, unfortunately,
it will get pretty
noisy around here,
and this is a sweetheart
of a deal, Mrs. Figgins.
But if we're forced
to delay much longer,
it might not be so sweet.
Now, this really is
the only option.
[CAR HONKS]
Wait!
Don't sign anything.
Don't sign anything.
Ms. Quinn?
What do you think you're doing?
Just bear with me, please.
Bear with you?
No. No, you had your chance,
and you missed your deadline.
That's why I'm here.
No, not yet.
I still have...
four minutes.
No, Ms. Quinn,
you no longer have
negotiating authority
on this project.
Now, a deal is on the table.
On the table, perhaps,
but the pen is still in my hand.
I want to hear what
Megan has come up with.
Mrs. Figgins, the
plans are all set.
We're getting ready
to break ground.
It's really too late
for any changes.
Excuse me, Mr. St. Clair,
but Mrs. Figgins' property
sits dead center
of the proposed development.
Without her land,
there's no way the local
planning commission
will ever approve the project,
and if she's not budging,
we don't have a choice
but to look at other options.
Not budging?
She was about to sign
before you got here.
Well, now I've had a
sudden change of heart.
I want to hear what
Megan has come up with.
This better be good.
Okay.
Last night,
I was thinking this
whole thing over,
and I realized that
Frances is not being
at all unreasonable.
Of course not.
All she wants is to ensure
that this stunningly
beautiful place,
where she's spent
her entire life,
remains that way,
and I think that with
a little creativity,
we can both get what we want.
We can build a
profitable development
that respects the environment.
Interesting.
No, no, no, no, no, this
is far too much green.
Are these trails?
These trees are all
supposed to be removed.
But they don't have to be.
I've adjusted the footprint
of the development,
but the square footage
remains exactly the same.
I've arranged the restaurants
so they get the best
views of the lake,
and I sketched in
green footpaths
from the parking structure
to the retail area,
and I put in a
playscape for kids
by the water.
I think we can make
this development
want to linger,
and if we can do that,
they'll want to come back,
and in the long run,
if we create a space
again and again,
You have done a beautiful job.
Just to be clear, Mrs. Figgins,
you're saying
that if we go with this plan,
selling your property?
Yes.
I could be persuaded.
I'm not against development, Mr.
St. Clair.
It just has to be
the right kind.
Okay, Ms. Quinn.
the drawing board.
We'll see if we can
make this happen.
I am on it.
I knew you had it in you.
Thank you.
Do you like it?
I love it.
Let me show you.
Yes.
[]
Hey, there she is.
Hey, guys.
Hey, how about some pie, Megan?
Mmm...
maybe later.
Megan!
Hey, Dad.
Hey.
That piece has my name
written all over it.
So...
to Chicago in the morning.
Huh? So soon?
I've got to get ready
for my new assignment.
New assignment?
I've been chosen to lead the
Sapphire Lake development.
[GASPS] Really?
Well... well, that's wonderful.
That means you'll be...
Moving back to Cedarvale,
at least for the
foreseeable future.
Oh, sweetheart,
I am so proud of you.
You know, for your
mother and me,
it was never about
what you achieve,
it was always about who you are.
Your mother would
be so proud of you,
just like I am.
Thanks, Dad.
[]
[MEGAN WRITES]:
"Dear Joe.Just in case you're wondering,
Philip and I broke up.
that my heart wasn't
his for the taking,
because I had already
given it away.
It's been hard coming back home.
There have been
so many reminders
of things that I
had forgotten...
Reminders of growing
up with my family,
my mother...
reminders of who I
was before I left...
who I still am.
Someone once said
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