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Hi.

How you doing?

Have a nice day today.

Drive safe.

Hi.

Hi.

Hi, everybody.

Hi.

Hi.

How you doing?

Careful.

Hi.

Hi.

Hi.

How you doing?

Hi.

Look, Charlie, it's 12 o'clock.

Time for lunch.

Hi, how you doing?

Oh, I feel awful.

What's the matter?

I got indigestion from that
burrito we had back there.

Maybe you should have
stopped after the taco,

and the hamburger, and
the malt, and the fries.

It was not the quantity.

They put something
in that burrito.

Olives.

Olives always give
me indigestion.

Not knowing where we're
going gives me indigestion.

It should be around
here somewhere.

Well, that's encouraging.

Ah.

That's it.

That's what?

Right there.

Got to be a bad sign.

Turn.

Soup's on.

Go on, eat up.

Eat up.

You know, you shouldn't
pick out all the peanuts.

That's all I could find today.

That's it.

Eat up.

Where's Blanche today, Beatrice?

OK.

Go on, you find her.

Charlie.

Look at this guy.

Just look at him.

It's Melvin Rich.

He says the reason there's so
many homeless people in town

is the soup kitchens.

Don't feed them and
they'll go away.

And then he gets the city
council to vote cutbacks.

Huh?

Yeah, I know.

Somebody ought to tell him.

Hey, Jonathan.

What?

I mean, look at that poor guy.

Boy, I mean, he is gone.

I mean, really gone.

I mean, he's out there.

He slipped off the scope, lost
contact with Houston control.

He's just sitting there
talking to himself like--

I was talking to a friend.

He was here a second ago.

Jonathan, I really wish
you wouldn't do that.

Aw, don't tell me that
Bum's our next assignment.

That's right.

He hasn't got much
longer to live, Mark.

Just 24 hours.

We're here to grant him a wish.

Listen to this, Charlie.

He says he wants
to "close the park

and pave it over to
make more parking space

for the business district."

Boy, I would really like to
tell that guy a thing or two.

What would
you want to tell him?

What?

Who, me?

Yeah.

I couldn't help but
overhear what you were

saying to your friend, there.

My friend?

You mean Charlie?

Mhm.

Now, my name is Jonathan.

This is my friend, Mark.

How are you doing
there, Charlie?

Who is he talking to?

Well, to your friend, Charlie.

Y-- you see Charlie?

Well, yeah, sure I see him.

Don't you?

No.

You better get your friend
some help, you know?

Well, he's had a bad day.

Olives do that to him.

Olives.

Huh, what?

That's pretty weird.

My name is Willy,
Willy the Waver.

That's what everybody
calls me, anyway.

Now, wait-- wait
just a minute now.

You mean you don't see him?

Of course not.

He's not there.

But I don't mind if you see him.

You were the one I
was talking to him.

Well, of course I was,
because he's the only person

I got to talk to.

He's my friend.

But you, you got Jonathan there.

He's your friend.

You see, that's why I was
kind of surprised when

you were talking to Charlie.

What's that?

Oh.

Yeah, yeah.

Charlie said he's a
little bit surprised too.

But he doesn't mind
if you talk to him.

That's fine with him.

Charlie's a very easy
going kind of a guy.

He's used to all kinds.

You were saying you
wanted to tell something

to that guy in the paper.

Oh, Melvin Rich.

Yeah, I sure would.

What do you want to tell him?

Uh.

I'd tell him--

I'd tell him--

I'd tell him-- be nice.

That about says it
all, doesn't it?

Yeah.

Yeah, it does.

It's awful pretty
for this time of year.

You see this tree right here?

In about another six months,
it gets covered in the most

beautiful blossoms, white.

I guess I won't be
around to see that.

That's too bad.

I'd like to see them come
fluttering down just one more

time.

Well, lunch time is over.

Time to get back to my waving.

See you later, fellas.

Yeah, see you later.

Charlie says it
was nice meeting you

and if you ever want to
talk, just look him up.

He's a lot cheaper
than a head shrinker.

And he says, you better
lay off those olives.

Melvin Rich.

Here, take a look at this.

Man's president at
Tricorp industries

and the richest man
to ever run for mayor.

Should be easy enough.

What's that?

Willie's wish.

All we gotta do
is get this Melvin

Rich to come down to the park
so Willy can say "be nice."

Jonathan, you are absolutely
crazy if you think this Rich

guy is going to come down here
to the park and talk to some

flipped out moon man
who sits around talking

to invisible people.

I mean, this guy is a lunatic.

He's talking to
himself and, uh--

I was talking to a friend.

He was, uh-- he was
here a second ago.

I better go.

What is this, a library?

Would you keep your
voice down, please?

This is an office,
not a bowling alley.

We're sorry.

But we'd like to see Mr. Rich.

Would you?

Yeah.

My name is Smith.

Jonathan Smith.

I'm an angel.

I usually don't
tell people that,

but I figured I'd get right to
the point, save us some time.

Well, I appreciate
your candor.

And pray tell, who are you?

Tinker Bell?

I'm Mark Gordon.

I'm with him.

I see.

Well, if you'll just
wait over there,

someone will be right with you.

Thanks very much.

Jonathan.

Hm?

What'd you tell that
guy you were an angel for?

Because that's what I am.

I know, but he's going
to think you're nuts.

Well, of course he does.

He's calling security right
now to get us thrown out.

A-- a-- all right, guys,
we're leaving peaceably.

They can't see us or hear us.

Where are they?

Well, they were right there.

We'll check the elevator.

Let's go.

- Hey, this is really neat.
- Mhm.

Come on, let's go.

Who are you two?

What are you doing in here?

He can see us.

Of course he can.

How are we going to talk to him
if he can't see us or hear us?

Oh yeah, I guess you're right.

Fisk, call security.

I've got two lunatics
in my office.

You're wasting
your time, Mr. Rich,

they won't be able to see us.

Throw them out.

Yes, sir.

Take him out, fellas.

Hey!

Hey, you can see me!

That's right, Tinker Bell.

What about the other one?

Throw him out, as well.

What other one?

This one right
here, you cretin.

They can't see me.

Don't be absurd.

Of course they can.
- Who can?

You can.

Can what, sir?

- They can't hear me either.
- They can't?

- Who can't?
- You can't.

Can't what, sir?

- They think you're crazy.
- They do?

- Who do?
- You do.

Do what, sir?

- Think I'm--
- Crazy.

Wouldn't do to have
them think you're crazy.

You're running for mayor.

Tell them to let
go of my friend.

Let go of his friend.

Who's friend?

Let him go and
get out of here.

Yes, sir.

OK, fellas, let's go.

I'm having a
nervous breakdown.

That's what it is.

No, that isn't what it is.

You see, Mr. Rich,
I am an angel.

You're both angels?

Oh no, he's the angel.

I'm an ex cop.

I see.

Fisk, have my driver bring
the car around please.

I'm not feeling well.

And cancel all my appointments.

It's all right, Melvin, we're
just having a slight breakdown.

Nothing major, nothing
we can't handle.

Just go home and lie
down for a while.

Oh, Mr. Rich, I'm afraid
I can't let you go home.

Not until you promise to
come to the park with us.

Oh, really?

Yes, really.

I'm not going to let you
get out of that chair

until you promise
to come with us.

All right.

I'll go, I'll go.

Good.

You can get up now.

I can?

Yes, you can.

Ready to go?

Hey Willy, how are you doing?

Jonathan!

Mark!

Hey Charlie, our
friends are back.

Hey, Willy, there's
somebody I'd like you to meet.

Mr. Rich, this is
Willy the Waver.

Willy, this is the Mr.
Rich from the newspaper.

Yeah, so it is.

Well, go on.

You wanted to tell
him something.

Yes, and I'd appreciate it
if you'd be quick about it.

Mr. Rich, be nice.

Be nice?

Yeah, that's the
whole ball of wax.

That's the message?

Well, yeah, but
think about it.

I mean, you're not very nice.

You've got no
compassion for people.

You want to take away
what little they've got.

You want to close the
shelters, the soup kitchens.

You want to pave over
the parks, put in oil

wells instead of beaches.

Now, wait a minute.

I worked very hard
for what I've got.

By the honest sweat of my brow.

Oh, I beg your
pardon, Mr. Rich,

but your bank is very
dishonest in its dealings.

With your companies
make shoddy products,

you don't care about the
safety of your employees.

I mean, the list goes on and on.

But it all boils
down to one thing.

You're just not nice.

Yes, what do you
intend to do about that?

Me?

Nothing.

I'm just giving you a chance.

The choice is up to you.

That's it?

That's it.

Well, if it's up to
me to make the choice,

I think the choice
has already been made.

Nice is for nerds.

I'm rich.

And rich is how
I intend to stay.

My boss isn't
going to like that.

Your boss?

Oh, yeah.

Let's let him do something
about it if he so chooses.

In the meantime, I
will wish you good day.

What happened?

I don't know.

Are you all right, Willy?

Yes, yes, of course.

I'm fine.

Why did you call me Willy?

That's your name, isn't it?

No, you cretin.

I am J. Melvin Rich.

Well you sound like Rich.

You look like--

Like what?

Willy the Waver.

What am I doing in
these filthy clothes?

L-- let me see that
for a moment, will you?

I-- just a minute, you're
not trying to mug me, are you?

I'm warning you, I've had
self-defense training.

Don't be absurd!

Just give me this, will you?

Help!

Police!

Help, I've been mugged!

You all right?

Oh my lord in heaven.

Yeah, I'd say that's
a pretty good guess.

There he is!

That's the one.

That's the one who
tried to mug me!

Lady, are you sure?

This is Willy the Waver.

I've known this guy for years.

He wouldn't hurt a fly.

Now what's this all
about, old timer?

This amazon attacked me!

Well, he tried to
steal my compact.

I simply asked to see myself.

I'm sure it was just a
misunderstanding, ma'am.

I can clear all
this up, officer.

I am J. Melvin Rich.

I have sufficient identifica--

to-- he stole my wallet!

My credit cards!

Sure, Willy.

Sure.

I told you, lady,
he's really harmless.

Well, harmless or
not, they ought to keep

these people off the street.

That's exactly what I have
been saying in my campaign.

This lovely young
woman is exactly right.

And if you will vote for me,
madam, I can assure you--

All right.

All right, I won't
press charges.

He's nutty as a fruitcake.

Could I have my compact please?

Thank you, ma'am.

He really means no harm.

Oh, god.

Now, Willy, I don't know
what's got into you here, but--

I am J. Melvin Rich.

Look, this man knows me.

Ask him.

Now look, Willy.

No more shenanigans or
I'll have to run you in.

Is that clear?

Yes, yes.
It's very clear.

Very good.

Come on, Willy, let's
go feed the pigeons.

But I am Melvin Rich!

Well, Mr. Rich, you ever
heard that old saying,

never judge a man until you've
walked a mile in his moccasins?

I don't wear moccasins.

I wear wingtips.

Not anymore.

Now, you said if the boss
was going to intervene,

he ought to do it.

Well, I think he has.

And I figure what
he's got in mind

for you is to keep walking.

Jonathan, I--

I don't think I can
pull this thing off.

Not even with an angel.

Willy, there's
nothing to pull off.

I mean, this is a
chance for Mr. Rich

to see what it's like to be
Willy the Waver for a while.

And a chance for you to see
what it's like being Mr. Rich,

except for one difference.

What's that?

You can be nice
without having to change.

Yeah, w-- well, well
what about poor old Rich?

He's going to be all alone.

He doesn't have Charlie!

Mark is going to
take care of him.

Oh, I don't know, Jonathan.

I don't think this
is going to work.

Your secretary
called, Mr. Rich.

Huh?

Your secretary called.

He thinks I'm Mr. Rich.

What?

Oh, he can't
see me or hear me.

Oh.

Do I sound like Mr. Rich?

I suppose.

I don't know.

You've never really
spoken to me before, Sir.

I haven't?

No, sir.

Usually, you just say
"office" or "home."

I should say, this is the most
we've spoken in 10 years, sir.

10 years.

Would you
like to go home now, sir?

Oh, I sure would.

But I guess you better take
me to Rich's house instead.

Very good, sir.

Hold it, old man.

There's no pandering in here.

Don't be a fool.

I am J. Melvin Rich!

Oh yeah?

And I'm Johnny Carson.

I'm just doing this in the
daytime for pocket money.

Very funny.

Now, look.

I'm trying to be nice, so
why don't you just move on?

And don't come back!

Come on.

Come on.

Are you all right?

No, of course
I'm not all right.

The beard.

That's it.

That's it!

I need a razor and
some shaving cream.

Any particular kind?

Oh, anything will do.

Here.

This is the cheapest we've got.

How much?

That'll be $2.21.

Damn it.

I am J. Melvin Rich.

I'll send one of my employees
back with the money.

Stop him!
He's a thief!

Stop him!

You're not really having
that good a day, are you?

I'm going to buy
this store and sell it.

Taxi!

Tax--

They're not going
to stop for a bum!

Now, where are you going?

Home, of course.

Ugh.

Wow.

What a place.

Was a place.

You should have let me
open the door for you, sir.

How come?

Wasn't locked or anything.

I may be old, but
I ain't feeble.

No, sir.

Indeed not.

You know, young fella, I can't
believe you've been in this job

all this time and you
never got a raise.

Well, sir, you've
never seen fit.

Well I seem pretty
fit now, don't I?

What do you think, Jonathan?

My name is Jamison, sir.

And it's OK.

Yeah.

I forgot.

Well, what about that raise?

I'd appreciate
it very much, sir.

Well, he did steal a case
of motor oil from Mr. Rich

last month, and some spare
parts he sold to a friend.

Oh, you shouldn't
have done that, son.

That's not very nice.

Do what, sir?

Stealing the motor oil
and those spare parts.

I don't know what you're
talking about, Mr. Rich.

He only did it because Mr.
Rich docked him a week's pay

for getting a dent in the car.

Oh, yeah.

Well, that's different.

You believe me, then?

No, I don't.

Angels don't lie.

Well, I'm no
angel, but I didn't--

How much did you get for
the spare parts and things?

Mr. Rich, I swear.

I didn't take anything.

$230.

$230.

That's a lot of money.

You found out.

Look, I know I
did wrong, but I--

Yeah, yeah.

Well, what are we
going to do about it?

Well, obviously,
you're going to fire me.

But please don't press charges.

I've got a wife and a child.

I needed the money
for the rent and--

All right, you got the raise.

What, sir?

Yeah, you got the raise.

But you got to pay
me back out of that

because I can't let
you be stealing.

No, sir.

I'm really sorry I did it, sir.

I know.

No telling what a man will
do when he's desperate.

People shouldn't have to be
in that kind of situation.

It ain't right.

No, it ain't!

Isn't.

I don't know how
to thank you, sir.

Well, just don't lie
or steal anymore, son.

It isn't nice.

No, sir.

Well, keep smiling.

Yes, sir.

Good afternoon, sir.

Hi.

How are you?

Very well.

Thank you, sir.

Would you, um, like your
smoking jacket, sir?

Uh.

Oh no, thanks.

I kicked that habit years ago.

Got tired of scrounging around
for the butts, you know?

Beg your pardon, sir?

No.

You shouldn't have to beg.

How long have you
been working here?

20 years.

Mhm.

Guess you need a raise too, huh?

What's your name?

My name?

Parks, sir.
- OK.

You got it.

Keep smiling.

Jonathan, I can't
get over this place.

Oh.

It sure beats a park
bench, don't it?

Oh, hi, how are you doing?

Were you speaking to me?

Yeah, you work here too?

That is one of
the most insulting

things you've ever said to me.

Rich's wife.

Oh gee, I wish you'd
said something before.

Said something before?

I've tried to say things to you.

I gave up years ago.

Listen, lady, I'm sorry.

"Listen, lady?"

You can't even speak
to me with more warmth

than you'd show a stranger.

Better say something.

What am I supposed to say?

Nothing.

The less said between
us, the better.

Got to help me
with this thing.

I'd be only too willing to
try to help save this marriage.

You're the one who won't try.

Look, lady--

Will you stop calling me that?

Have you been drinking?

Her name is Carlotta.

Carlotta.

You mind if I call you that?

No, I haven't been drinking.

I don't want to
argue with you.

Call her Lottie.

"Lottie?"

You haven't called me
Lottie in 30 years.

Look, the truth is we really
don't know each other at all.

I thought I knew
you once, long ago.

Yeah, Lottie, you see,
you think you know me,

but really, I'm just a bum.

Do you really mean
what you're saying?

Yeah.

You think you know
me, but you don't.

And I don't really
know you either.

Oh, well, that's--

now I don't know what to say.

You don't know how
long I've wanted

to talk to you like this,
how long I've waited

to talk to you like this.

I've been so lonely
in this house.

Yeah?

Well, it's a pretty nice house.

Oh, yes.

You've given me all
the material things,

but they mean
nothing, not really.

What I wanted you to
give was your love.

Oh.

I don't think we should be
having this conversation.

I mean, we're strangers and all.

But if you can see that,
then it's not too late for us.

But how could a beautiful lady
like you want to have anything

to do with a guy like me?

Oh, Melvin!

Whoa, hey.

Uh, whoa.

Uh, maybe we should
slow down a little.

Yes.

Yes, let's savor every moment.

Oh, Melvin.

I never knew you
could be so romantic.

I'll have Parks
light a fire for us.

We haven't used the
fireplace in years.

Are you sure this is right?

As long as you
don't go too far.

Mr. Rich, I'm just trying
to keep you out of trouble.

You saw yourself what
happened back there!

Keep your hands
off me, you idiot!

This is my home.

Do you think my own staff
doesn't know my voice?

Whoa, wait a minute.

You can't go in there.

Take your hands
off me, you idiot!

The person that you
drove up here is a bum.

All right, let's go.

Take your hands off of me.

You're fired!

All right, I tried
to be reasonable.

And if you show your
face around here again,

you'll be spending
the night in jail.

I think we ought
to go, Mr. Rich.

Go?

Go where?

I can't even get my own house.

I can't get in anywhere
looking like this.

Oh, I don't know.

I think I know a place
where you fit right in.

Imagine it.

Melvin Rich in a soup line.

Just think of it.

It would be something
to see, wouldn't it?

I'm sorry, everybody,
but we've handed

out our meals for the day.

With the budget
cutbacks and all,

we just can't feed all of you.

You don't know how sorry I am.

But this is preposterous!

We're hungry.

You can't turn
hungry people away.

How will we eat?

Try telling that
to Melvin Rich.

I'm sorry.

Boy, I'd like to have that
Rich guy here right now.

I'd tear him limb from limb.

I'd tear him to pieces and
stuff him in a trash can.

My name's Joe.

What's yours?

Willy.

Willy the Waver.

Come on, we got to
find us a place to sleep

before they're all taken.

It's going to be cold
out here tonight.

Sleep out-- out here?

Yeah.

Out here.

Look, look at this.

Even animals live under
better conditions than these.

Whose fault is that?

Well, these people.

I mean, I have to do this,
but they don't have some kind

of voodoo curse on them.

They could get jobs.

Oh, really?

What kind of a job
do you think you

could get dressed like that?

Do you think you
could run for mayor?

Oh my lord, the
campaign debate.

I've got to be on
television tomorrow.

It's the most important
debate of the campaign.

Well, you're
never going to make

it so don't worry about it.

Don't worry?

I'll be ruined if
I don't show up.

Oh, you're going to show up.

But it's not going to be you.

You don't mean--

Yes, I do.

So, Willy, how do you feel?

Nice.

Nice and cozy.

Yes, it is.

Isn't it?

Yeah, sure beats standing over
a trash can out in the park.

I suppose it does.

I always wanted a family.

I guess you get
used to being alone.

You don't realize
what you're missing

until you see what
other people got

and they just let
it go to waste.

Oh, Melvin.

I always wanted a family too.

But you were the one
who said you didn't.

Hey, people make mistakes.

You've never
admitted that before.

I'm so happy with you tonight.

Willy, you got
that debate tomorrow.

Better get some rest.

Why can't it last longer?

But it can, Darling.

Let's lie awake, holding
each other all night long.

Can't do that, Willy.

This is only temporary.

You know that, so do I.

I can't.

I can't do that.

Not tonight, I'm sorry.

I understand.

You have your debate tomorrow.

But there'll be other
nights, Darling.

It's like we started
all over again.

Yeah.

Lottie, just remember tonight.

I mean, even though
I tried not to,

and all the angels in heaven
may be against it, I--

nothing could keep me from
falling in love with you.

Good night.

No Rich!

No Rich!

No Rich!

No Rich!

No Rich!

No Rich!

No Rich!

No Rich!

No Rich!

No Rich!

No Rich!

Let me through.
Let me through.

Let me through.

Just stay back there, pal.

You don't understand.

I have got to get inside.

I'm Melvin Rich.

Of course you are.

Now, just stay back there.

Good afternoon,
ladies and gentlemen.

I'm Jonathan Martin.

Welcome to the debate
between two candidates

for mayor of this
city, Mr. Frank

Sturges and Mr. J. Melvin Rich.

Each candidate will ask three
questions of his opponent.

Mr. Sturges has won the toss,
so we will begin with him.

Mr. Sturges.

Thank you.

Thank you.

I would like to ask Mr. Rich
if he doesn't think it strange

that every highway construction
bill he pushed through the city

council wound up going
to his own company,

Tricorp Construction.

It does sound pretty fishy.

Doesn't it?

What do you think, Jonathan?

Well, I don't, I
don't know, Mr. Rich.

That's up to you.

Tricorp bought the votes.

Well, there you have it, see?

Tricorp bought the votes.

I don't believe it.

Hey, Rich just admitted
that his company bought

votes on the city council.

I think I'm going to vomit.

I-- I am going to vomit.

Listen, I think I can save
everybody a lot of time here.

I've been reading quite a
bit about this Sturges fella,

and he seems pretty good to me.

He seems like an
honest fellow, too.

Don't you think, Jonathan?

I, I must remind
you, Mr. Rich,

it's your opinion we want here.

Oh.

In my opinion, this Sturges
fella here is an honest fellow,

he'll make a pretty good mayor.

And that's good enough for me.

So I would vote for him
if I were you, folks.

Uh, Jonathan, can I
just say one more thing?

I, I, uh--

You're on a roll, Willy.

Why stop now?

OK.

I just want to say,
Lottie, are you watching?

I just want to tell you
that last night was the most

beautiful night of my life.

I mean that from the
bottom of my heart.

Well, that's it.

Uh, so, goodbye folks!

Have a nice day.

Keep smiling.

Yes Rich.

Yes Rich.

Yes Rich.

Yes Rich.

Yes Rich.

Yes Rich.

Yes Rich.

Yes Rich.

Yes Rich.

Yes Rich.

Yes Rich.

Yes Rich.

Yes Rich.

Yes Rich.

Yes Rich.

Yes Rich.

Yes Rich.

Yes Rich.

Yes Rich.

Yes Rich.

Yes Rich.

Yes Rich.

Now, before you call the
police, just listen to me.

The police, sir?

Yes.

Sir?

You called me "sir?"

Of course, sir.

Bravo.

Bravo, sir.

Bravo.

Your speech was wonderful, sir.

We're all so very proud.

Oh.

Thank you, I suppose.

Where is Mrs. Rich?

She's upstairs, sir.

Waiting for you.

In your bedroom, sir.

In my bedroom?

What's he doing in my bedroom?

She's got a bedroom of her own.

I believe she's waiting
to give you a surprise, sir.

She's ordered dinner
to be served upstairs.

What's wrong
with your eye, man?

Have you got a tic?

Oh, no, sir.

And you.

I'll deal with you later.

What in God's name?

Melvin!

Carlotta, what are you--

Carlotta, have you gone mad?

Yes.

Mad for you.

Carlotta.

I don't know what to say.

You've never behaved like this,
not even when we were courting.

Because I never realized
what a wonderful man

I was lucky enough to have.

Oh, Melvin.

I'm going to make you the
happiest man in the world.

Besides, that kiss
was just returning

the one you gave me last night.

And you never kissed
me like that either.

You kissed that bum?

I thought you were
worse than a bum.

But last night, you
proved me wrong.

Last night.

Last night, what exactly
happened to you last night?

You happened to me last night.

And it made me remember just
how much I was in love with you

once.

And it brought it all back.

I am shocked beyond belief.

So was I. And Melvin, you're
not going to refuse me tonight

like you did last night.

Tonight, you're mine.

And I won't settle
for just one kiss.

Just one kiss?

That's all there was?

Of course.

You remember.

Maybe the man you
were with last night

wasn't such a bum after all.

A bum?

Why, you are the most popular
man in the city tonight.

Haven't you heard?

Heard what?

What?

Since you made a clean breast
of it during the debate,

every television station in
town has been playing the tape.

Why, they're flooded with calls.

Your company's stock has shot
up, right through the roof.

And the Attorney General says
if all moneys are returned,

you'll get off with just a fine.

People love you for what
you did today, Melvin.

But not half as much as I do.

I've seen things
in the last 24 hours

that I never even knew existed.

As if through
another man's eyes.

So it's back to being a
bum again, huh, Jonathan?

You were never a bum, Willy.

You forget sometimes
how lonely it gets.

I mean, you get
used to it and then

you see there's another way.

It's kind of hard to come back
to things the way they were.

Is this it, Jonathan? ?

Is this where it ends?

No, Willy.

It's not the end.

It's just the beginning.

I feel real tired
all of a sudden.

Why don't you lie down, Willy?

Yeah.

Yeah, maybe I should.

Hey, what do you
think about that?

The tree!

Look at it, Charlie.

It's all full of blossoms.

Yeah, you're right, Charlie.

They're just like snowflakes,
except they don't feel cold.

It's nice and warm.

So beautiful.

So beautiful.

So are you, Willy.

So are you.

We are here
today to pay tribute to one

who walked quietly amongst us.

A man who brought
joy and happiness

into the lives of many people.

Who didn't even
know his last name.

There's an old
saying, you should

never judge a man until you
walk a mile in his moccasins.

Well I walked in the
footsteps of this gentle soul

for a brief moment,
and I can tell you,

he could fill the
shoes of any man,

no matter what station in life.

This park is going to seem
forever empty without him.

But we won't forget him.

Wherever you are,
thank you, Willy.

And may flights of angels
lead you to heaven.

I have it on good authority
that that is, in fact, the case.

Lottie.