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Oh, it's just beautiful, Raphael. Yeah.

Hanging in the city, I forget this is all out here.

I ought to let Tess plan all my days off.

She's going to decide how I look. She might as well decide how I relax.

I think you look adorable without that little beard.

Please, I look like I'm 12.

But, Tess said, I don't like angels with dirty faces.

I love the sound of his voice.

Yeah, it's too bad people only hear the ocean.

It takes a lot of faith for people to hear God.

If they haven't seen him like you or I, they don't know what they're looking for

or what to listen for.

You have to be patient.

Yeah, I guess at heart I'm just a bottom line, here's the deal kind of angel.

That's how we had to do it over in crisis management.

Man, we didn't have time for patience.

A plus B had to equal C, or else... Kaboom.

You can't force people to believe.

How are they going to recognize God when they can't even tell the difference

between paradise and a garbage can?

Try it again, angel boy.

You sure it's not going to bother you, Teth?

Not as bad as all that lurching and banging my baby was doing on the way out

here, okay?

Go ahead.

You done killed my car. What did you do? I don't know. There was a black plastic

thing. I jiggled it. Did I tell you to do that? No. I did not. I told you to

check the carburetor.

Now you done jiggled and what? I don't know. Now we got a dead battery.

You doing batteries now too, Andrew?

I thought it had something to do with the spark plugs.

I even mentioned the timing chain, the distributor cap, and the ignition

coil as possibilities. But some angels think they know better. Now I got to get

my hands all greasy.

It's funny how different angels see things so differently.

The good Lord made different angels to handle different situations.

And some of them can fix... and some of them can't.

What's in that bottle?

Oh, it just washed up on a wave. I was going to throw it away.

That's not what I asked you.

Oh, look, that's a message in a bottle. I didn't even know kids still did that.

Maybe it was some dude shipwrecked on a desert island.

Or a lonely sailor. Why don't you just open it and find out?

Oh, man.

What?

This is way bigger than a dead battery.

Every time I tell you I'll walk with you.

Believe me, I'll walk with you.

Dear God, I really need you.

My mommy said she's going to die.

Can you help me?

I can't throw this letter high enough to get to heaven.

But my mommy says you're in everything, so I know you'll find it in the ocean.

Your friend, Scooter Fisher, age six.

P .S.

If you were too busy, maybe you could send an angel.

Know anything about this, Andrew?

No, it's not part of my caseload.

Yet. Tess, I'd love to be the angel for this little boy.

Oh, Monica, I can do it. Just get back and enjoy the water. You deserve a day

off. I know, but I love taking care of the wee ones.

And you've spent so much time in the city, Raphael. You should stay here.

Well, here's what I have to say.

God gave you both a day off to do whatever you wanted to do.

And if you want to be angels, I don't think he'll object. Not to mention that

out of all these people on this beach, that bottle floated up in front of you,

too. You didn't have to say that you'd do it.

But I suppose he knew you would.

And I'm proud of you.

What about you, Andrew? Are you going with him?

No, I think I'm going to stay here with you.

Good answer.

Two angels enough for any little boy.

So where do we find him, Piss? Well, baby, the answer's right in front of

Made in Pacific Falls for the people of Pacific Falls.

Cast your bottle upon the water and it shall be returned unto you.

And you know, there's not much current out there, so probably that's only been

floating around a few days.

So where do we start?

Well, now, that's the beach.

And this is the rest of the world.

Any question?

I don't think so.

So what now?

We go door to door looking for Scooter Fisher?

Fisher's Cafe.

Hey, Teresa.

Here you go.

What do you need?

You want cream with that?

Was there cream in the first cup?

All right already.

Gee, take a pill.

Need a menu?

I'd love a mocha latte.

How about coffee and a side of chocolate syrup?

I'll just have a cup of coffee.

Uh, what kind of pies you got?

No pie today, just cake. But your son says that... We also got a door. It's

under that sign that says exit.

Coffee's fine, thanks.

Uh, we're looking for a, uh, scooter fisher.

Nope.

There are fishers all over this town, but I never heard of a scooter.

Well, could you tell us where we might find some of them?

It'd be under F.

We got, uh, one, two, three pages of fissures.

Shouldn't take us more than a week.

Uh, excuse me.

Would you mind if we, uh...

I

think it's terrible the way some parents fill their kids with a bunch of fantasy

malarkey about God.

Like he's really going to swoop in and save that kid's mother.

God is not a fantasy, Teresa.

Right. And I suppose you think you're the angels the kid asked for?

Look, we don't do God much around here.

We don't think about him.

And he obviously doesn't think about us.

Well, but he does think about you all the time.

God loves you.

Every Monday I get one of these.

You see, she wasn't ready to hear that.

but she's thinking about it.

Maybe some of these other people know Scooter.

Worth a shot.

Don't know the kid, but I have seen God.

Yes, indeed.

He's my ex -wife's new lawyer.

Thinks he can squeeze blood from a turnip.

God can do much more than that.

Oh, yeah, if you want to, maybe.

He's not going to bother with that kid's mother any more than he bothered to

save my wife.

It must have been very difficult for you losing her.

Difficult?

You just don't get it, do you?

I lost Louise.

I lost everything else.

You think anybody cares if they take away the house that you spent 40 years

together in?

Larry even mortgaged his own house to try to help me through this.

But it wasn't enough.

And Larry's wife, Lorraine, ends up leaving him.

Because he gave away their security.

Which turned out actually to be a very good thing.

The point is, Angel, I'm going to put my faith in Larry here.

Who's been my friend for over 50 years.

Who's been there for me every time.

You can keep your mysterious God.

I wish there was something we could do to help these people.

These people don't want our help.

And we got a little boy who does.

That's our assignment.

I know, but I hate to leave them the way we found them.

Well, if we're going to do something, we don't have time to be subtle about it.

A plus B must equal C, huh?

Always worked for me.

Excuse me.

Stay away from me.

Hey, man, I just wanted to ask you a question.

Stay away from me.

It's cool, man.

There's no need for a gun here, Dennis.

How do you know my name?

I guess I just need it to.

You don't know me.

I know that you lost your job, and you're worried about how you're going to

your family, but this is not the answer, Dennis.

Benjamin Parker, Channel 9 News in Portland. How did you do that?

Now we've still got to find that kid. I'll keep looking. You clean up here.

He's an angel.

Sent by God.

Give you the bottom line.

An angel?

Monica.

Don't do that, Paul.

Stop bleeding.

Look at that.

Shouldn't somebody call the cops?

Start rolling and don't stop until I tell you.

Excuse me.

Excuse me.

Now, do you really expect these people to believe that you're an angel?

Yeah. Don't you believe in angels?

Have any of you ever seen this kid before? No. Or the lady?

No. It's a classic setup.

Who's going to suspect an innocent kid like this hiding behind God?

You and the gunman stage the phony shooting while the little lady robs the

register. Nobody's watching her, and you two are out of here before anybody

notices. The money's still here.

Hello?

Mr. Fisher?

In the back.

Billiards Diner, where we have just witnessed what may be a robbery gone

but that's not what the people of this diner have been asked to believe.

According to this boy, angels have just descended on Pacific Falls.

Excuse me, Mr.

Fisher? Hey, what can I do you for? I'm looking for a little boy.

There are no little boys here. Just one big boy, if you're interested.

It's very important that I find him.

Now, I don't know any kid called Scooter, and this ain't that big a town.

I say you're wasting your time looking for him in Pacific Falls.

I give it my best shot, and a few prayers usually help.

Oh, if you plan to start praying, you might as well give up now, lady.

God doesn't live here anymore.

God is everywhere.

No, greed is everywhere.

My grandpa started this business working on machines for the cranberry bars.

Then my dad expanded and turned it into a moneymaker.

Now I'm about to lose it all thanks to them chain outfits.

Nobody thinks twice about the little guy.

It makes you kind of proud to be an American.

You know, maybe I ought to throw a bottle in the ocean and ask God to send

agent. And what if he did send you one?

I'd ask him to get me more customers.

How did you do that?

I used to be in search and rescue.

Search and rescue, is that like the Girl Scouts or something?

God did send you an angel, Lee.

You're kidding.

You're an angel?

Yes.

Boy, you came just in time, didn't you?

You don't think a bunch of tricks are going to convince me that you're an

do you?

No, man, usually all it takes is the truth.

I am an angel.

Sent by God to tell you that he's here.

He's always been here.

And he wonders why you all turned away from him at the times you needed him

most.

Hey! An angel is to save Lee Fisher's life over his break and clutch.

I'm not going to find a six -year -old at a tool and dye shop. What am I doing

here?

I thought he was right behind us.

Mark!

Mark!

I'm going to get you out of here.

Who are you?

Come on, pal.

I'll tell you on the way out.

We were on our way to investigate yet another lead in the alleged angel

of Pacific Falls when the blast occurred.

One man is still missing and presumed dead.

He has been tentatively identified as Mark Fisher.

Mr.

Fisher, how did you get out?

Angel.

An angel showed me the way out.

Thank you, Mr. Fisher.

Cut it.

Angel showed him out. I want to know where these people are.

That girl is probably still at the break and clutch. It's just around the

corner. Let's go, Angel, honey.

Lee, I have to keep looking for this wee boy, but I hope you'll take advantage

of the opportunity God has given you.

Well, it isn't exactly what I asked for, but I can't say I'm not grateful.

God sometimes gives us what we need, not what we want.

Oh, believe me, Monica, I'm not looking the gift horse in the mouth here.

I just think I have a lot more to think about. Like, you know, maybe I'm giving

up too easily.

Are you Lee Fisher?

Yeah, that's me.

You're the fellow with the angel story?

It was the most amazing thing I ever experienced.

Yeah.

You know, I happened to notice on the way in that you're going out of

I don't know now.

Exactly. That's what I was thinking.

What are you getting at? Come on. A minute ago, you're going out of

The next minute, you got angels dancing around in your garage.

You heard about the angel thing over at the diner this morning, and you're going

to cash in on it. This is a publicity stunt, isn't it? It's not a stunt. She

saved my life.

She lifted his car right off me.

You mind if I check this out?

Suit yourself.

Hold this, will you, Lee?

This guy's a real pain.

How does he manage to be everywhere we are?

He's determined to prove that we're not angels.

I've seen a lot of people who don't believe in us, but...

Deep down inside, they want to.

And this guy wants to real bad.

Hello, Tess.

Where's Andre?

On an errand.

Oh, not Scooter's mother.

Oh, no, baby.

I sent him to get some parts.

You know, we're having a bit of trouble finding this kid, Tess. And everywhere

we go, something terrible happens. Somebody shot at Raphael.

A building exploded, and a man I was talking to had a car fall on him.

And no one seems to know who the wee boy is, Tess.

Well, I got news for you, Miss Wings.

I don't know if you'll ever find Little Scooter, or if that's even the point of

this wonderful adventure.

But I do know this.

Because of the search, you two have been in the right place at the right time to

do God's work.

So we're not supposed to find this kid?

I didn't say that.

Learn something.

Sometimes the journey is just as important as the destination.

The hydraulics gave out. The car was coming down.

Yeah, sure.

I'm not lying, I swear.

She was as beautiful and she had some kind of accent.

Not this high.

Dark hair.

Pretty eyes? Yeah, that's her.

She's a con artist.

Her and her partners have been working all over town.

I don't know when you people are going to get it.

God doesn't really care about Pacific Falls.

Never has.

She didn't ask for anything.

Hand me that watch, will you?

Of course, Scooter loved Mom.

Hey, that ain't who's looking for someone named Scooter.

Scooter Fisher.

Fisher's Cafe, then here at Fisher's Break and Clutch, and then at Fisher's

and Die at the time of the explosions, reports have it that these alleged

are searching for Scooter Fisher.

Well, angels, if you're watching, here I am.

He Scooter Fisher?

Do you two realize what a panic you're causing in town?

Panic? Yes.

These people should be having a party. They got real -life angels in front of

them. Too much angel, too fast.

And people get confused.

They mistake angels for superheroes, not messengers of God.

I know, Tess, but it's that reporter who's making all the fuss.

No, he's trying to catch us. Trying to make us think he's Scooter Fisher.

He is Scooter Fisher.

I just got the news myself, and it explains a lot.

But I thought Scooter was six years of age.

Well, the bottle has actually been drifting in the ocean for a long time.

Well, no wonder he's so mad.

His mother's probably long gone by now. Fifty years, he never heard back from

God. Well, that's what he thinks, but I hope it's not what you think.

God hears every prayer, Raphael. The spoken prayer, the silent prayer, and

prayer sent in a little bitty bottle.

So, why now?

And why did God let us think this was about finding a little boy whose mother

dying? Because it is about finding a little boy.

A little boy who's finally coming home.

I know that you're a bottom line kind of a guy, Raphael, but children and

mothers need very gentle handling, so I think I should be the one to talk to

him. He's not a child anymore.

Hey.

I'll go ahead and talk to Benjamin.

I'll catch up with you later.

There's a whole bunch of people looking for you.

Yeah, they're looking for you too.

Yeah, but you're the one with the gun.

Let me have it.

You really an angel?

Yeah. Come on.

I didn't mean to shoot.

I just wanted to be left alone so I can figure things out.

That waitress came towards me and told me you guys were a couple of Bible

thumpers. I got snapped.

You got scared.

You thought God was going to judge you a failure.

I am a failure.

I can't hold on to a decent job.

My family's depending on me, and I can't even deliver.

What were you going to do?

Rob a convenience store?

Is that going to make you more successful?

I don't kill myself.

It's not maybe.

I could just make it look like an accident.

Your family would be better off with the insurance money instead of you.

I had no one else to do.

I couldn't see any other way.

Now I can't solve your problems for you.

But I can, once you're in the right direction.

Hello, Teresa.

You know I didn't mean that stuff about God being a bunch of malarkey.

Yes, I know.

I didn't mean to go off like that this morning, you know.

That's all right, Leo.

God understands.

He suffers the pain of his children.

But even in pain there is growth. God loves you.

And he wants you to know that he's there for you.

And that Larry is there for you. And that Teresa is there for you. And I

stop wallowing in my own self -pity.

Right?

Thanks.

God knows that I was just kidding around this morning, right?

Yes, Larry. God has a very good sense of humor.

I know that you're all afraid God sent the angels to this town to wreak

vengeance, but God loves you.

He just wants you to know that he's here for you.

That was really beautiful.

You asked for an angel. Here I am.

Incredible.

It is incredible.

You know, this morning I was looking for a little boy and I found a grown man.

You were looking for a story and you found some angels.

We may not know where we're going, but wherever we go, we know there is God.

You've got a lot of guts, lady, coming back here and sticking to that story.

Well, of course I'd come back. I'm looking for you, Scooter Fisher.

I don't allow people to call me Scooter.

And I don't use Fisher anymore.

I know.

If you hadn't changed your name, you'd have been easier to find.

Look, lady, I don't know what you want with me.

You asked for an angel, not just today on television.

It's 50 years ago.

Back when I needed an angel.

Back when I actually believed in all that God and angel nonsense.

God and angels do exist.

Not in the real world, lady. Not in my world.

I don't know where you got this note or what you expect to get from it.

But I won't be a part of your con.

I got a job to finish out at the pier.

I don't even know why I bothered getting involved in this.

Because more than anything else in this world, you hope that God still bothers

with you.

Lady, you are a certifiable nut.

He going where I think he's going?

To the beat.

If you're not willing to listen to me, I'm still willing to listen to you.

My mother and I used to come here a lot when I was a kid.

We'd drink ginger ale and build sandcastles and pretend there were real

people living there.

She should have never had me write that letter.

We were going through hard times and my father hadn't been gone long.

So when she told me she was dying, I really believed there would be a

God there to help me out.

There was no one.

Nothing's ever really mattered since.

God didn't desert you, Benjamin.

You ran away from him.

You asked God for his help when you were six years of age, and he gave it to

you.

Only you were too little then and too sad to see it.

But later even, in your triumphs and successes, you couldn't see him working

your life.

You wouldn't let him comfort your pain.

But he has been beside you through it all, and he is with you now.

Lady, you can spin these tales all day long, but I'm not buying it.

I was here.

He wasn't.

How long has it been since you were here in Pacific Falls?

Fifty years ago.

And believe me, I wouldn't be back if I didn't have an assignment to cover.

So you were sent back to the place that you were born after fifty years, on the

very day...

That a prayer in a bottle washed up on the same beach where you wrote it many

years before.

And God delivered it to two angels.

The angels who were there for the people in Fisher's Cafe.

And an angel who is here for you now.

I will not believe in God.

People of this town never cared about God even as much as I did.

Now you've got him talking about God.

You got him believing in him like he was real.

And I can't disprove it. Because you can't disprove the truth.

Your world is based on the belief that you're alone, Benjamin, but you're not.

That's not the truth.

Do you know that your mother sent a message that day as well?

No. Yes.

Look.

God gives us what we need to know when we need to know it.

It's time for you to move.

Dear God, please forgive me for what I've done and take care of my son while

gone.

While I'm gone? What does that mean?

It means that your mother is still alive.

What are you talking about? My mother's been dead for almost 50 years.

Your mother wanted you to believe that she was dead, but the truth is she's

in prison all these years.

Prison for what?

For the death of your father.

And God wanted me to have this information now, right? Why?

Because your mother is dying.

What is it? Does God think that my life is a big joke?

No. No, God loves you.

That's why he sent his angels here, to help you find the truth you've been

looking for all your life. The truth about God, the truth about your mother.

But I'm afraid that we're running out of time.

We've got all the time in the world.

My mother's been hiding behind God all this time.

Let's let her stay there.

How could she do this?

People get killed for a lot of reasons.

Why won't people leave me alone?

You asked for help. Too little, too late.

I loved my mother. I was dependent on her.

I thought she was a saint.

She destroyed my life.

Your mother did not decide how you should live your life. You did.

When you stop believing in God, you put all of your hopes and dreams in a

bottle. But you never cast it out.

You kept it bottled up inside.

I was six years old.

You're not six anymore.

It's time to let that scared little child out, Benjamin.

Let him grow up.

Let him appreciate the good stuff and work through the pain.

Life is about all of it.

Life without feeling isn't really life.

Without God.

You can't really feel.

I was alone all my life. I'll stay alone.

You are not getting it, are you, man?

You are not alone.

You never have been alone.

You think your mother forgot about you? She didn't. She couldn't.

She's thought about you every day. She has prayed for you.

My mother was so concerned about me. Why didn't she tell me the truth?

God gives people free will to live their lives the way they choose.

That doesn't mean that he's not there every step of the way.

Your mother had the choice to do what she did.

And you had the choice to live your life the way you did.

And you had your reasons.

And she had hers.

Don't you want to know what those reasons were?

All those wasted years.

I don't know whether I could face her.

God will give you the strength, Benjamin.

His hand is right in front of you.

All you have to do is reach out and take it.

Can't you just take me now, Andrew?

But there's still one thing that you have to do.

What? You have a visitor.

A visitor?

No.

I haven't had a visitor in years.

It's your son, Benjamin.

No, he's not supposed to know again.

I don't want him to go.

Oh, please, God, no!

Jeanette, listen to me.

It's very, very important that you have this moment together.

Why? Do you remember putting the message in that bottle 50 years ago?

You asked for two things.

You wanted God to forgive you.

And you wanted someone to take care of Benjamin.

Well, God's forgiven you.

But you are the one who has to take care of Benjamin.

I can't do anything for him. It's too late.

No, it's not.

You can give him the one thing that he needs more than anything in the world.

The truth.

Mom?

I'm so sorry, Scooter.

I wasn't sure you would know it was me.

We get the Portland TV stations. I watch you every night on the news.

You have my grandfather's hands.

It's not Pacific Falls.

They shut down 30 years ago.

I didn't even know you were here.

That's the way I wanted it.

Why all of this? I don't understand it. Everything I did, I did for you,

Scooter, to protect you.

Protect me from what?

Your father.

I don't remember that.

I always tried to protect her from him and that terrible temper.

Sometimes I'd take you to the beach or I'd send you to Mrs.

Beeman's. But it got really bad.

I liked Mrs. Beeman.

She always made me brown, even.

Yes, she was a very nice woman.

But she never asked any questions.

He was getting worse and there wasn't a choice anymore.

When he went to sleep that night, I grabbed you and we snuck out to the car.

I was crying because I didn't have something.

Yes, Mr. Pinky, you're a little bear.

We were almost away. We'd almost gotten out.

But I went back in.

You went back for my bear for me.

I wanted you to have something to hold on to.

But he woke up.

He shoved me into the bedroom. He tried to lock me in the closet. I grabbed his

gun off the shelf. I just wanted to keep him away.

I didn't stay in the car. I came looking for you.

He grabbed the gun.

The gun went off.

I stood there.

I knew he was dead and I knew no one would ever believe me.

No one ever believed I was protecting myself.

I didn't know how to help you. No, honey.

There's nothing you could have done.

And I'm sorry I missed out on your life.

Why did you want me to think that you were dead?

If I couldn't be a part of your life anymore, I didn't want to have to deal

having a mother in prison.

Oh, that was the hardest decision I ever had to make.

They promised me they would put you with a good family far away where you would

never learn the truth.

They did.

Put me with a great family.

Parker's tried very hard, but I wouldn't let him in.

I couldn't.

I didn't understand.

I was all alone.

I felt like I was abandoned by you, by my father,

by God.

I'm sorry. I couldn't be there for you.

Can you forgive me?

Mom, I was brought here by angels.

Angels from God.

I didn't have any idea what I would do when I got here.

But I knew for the first time in a long time that God would be here too.

Mom, I started forgiving you before I even came into this room.

Thank you.

Thank you for making me such an important part of your life.

Even if I didn't even know it.

After I'm gone, will you go back to the beach?

Back to our place?

Just to remember.

Maybe you could build a sand castle.

Just for us.

one last time.

And don't forget the ginger ale.

Andrew was right.

I'm very glad I got the chance to tell you the truth.

I love you.

I love you too, Mom.

That man's going to be just fine now. Oh, yeah.

You know, he brought a lot of peace to his mother at the end.

She could have been there, Tess.

They probably wouldn't have let me in.

What's wrong with you, angel child?

I think he wants his beard back.

Do you know how much harder it is for people to take you seriously when you

like you're 12 years old?

Now, how would Tess know anything about that?

Watch it, angel boy, or that hair of yours will be nicked.

Well, couldn't I have just a little bit of a beer, Tess? Yeah, Tess. What about

a wee goatee? No.

Nice work, angel boy. Thank you.

So what about my goatee, huh?

What did you learn on this assignment, angel child?

God has perfect timing.

And what if?

Mind needs some work.

So. You still want to ask me about that fur on your face?

I guess not. You see?

You're getting better all the time.