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No way. No, I can't do this. Yes, you can, Tess. Try harder.

Why should I? Because it's an important lesson.

Opening new doors, conquering fears. I am not afraid.

It doesn't seem to me when the human beings made the door and the doorknob,

should have stopped right there and not gone on to great glass propellers.

You can do it, Tess.

You see, It's easy as pie. You just have to keep walking.

You walk first.

That's cheating. We both ended up here. Come on, let's go. We're late, thanks to

you.

Where have you been?

Are you having a little trouble with that revolving door again? No.

Anything happened yet? No, not yet.

But I think we're close.

That's Alice.

Yeah. Keep an eye on that locket she's got.

Hey, this isn't a library.

If you want to read it, buy it.

Shouldn't you be in school?

Hey, Alice, what are you running here? Business or a daycare?

Keep your shirt on, Harry. What do you got for me today?

Name, crummy old knick -knack, you always order.

Hey.

Huh? I don't get it.

I'm afraid that locket means everything to Alice.

It's a shame how human beings put all their stock in something material like a

little gold heart.

And then something like this happens, and it's gone forever.

Oh, it's not gone, baby.

We're going to find that little locket thing and the little lost boy that took

it. And when we do, we may just find another heart for Alice all at the same

time.

down the road heavy burden heavy

load I will rise and I

will walk with you I'll walk with you till the sun

don't even shine walk with you every time

I tell you I'll walk with you

That's some kind of system you got there. You'd think a bunch of business

would figure out how to throw something away when they're done with it. But no.

Leave it to somebody else to clean up the mess.

Let's have a what's wrong with this world.

What's the other half?

They don't appreciate the people who do clean up after them.

Oh, I think you're doing a wonderful job.

I'm Ted.

I'm working the coffee cart until Bernadette recovers from her surgery.

Alice Dupree.

About time she took care of that bunion thing.

Well, anyway, welcome to our world.

And let me give you a piece of friendly advice. Hide your valuables. We're in

the middle of a crime wave here.

I heard a little boy took your locket. Not just a locket, Ted. A priceless

family heirloom.

Why would a little boy want a dusty old locket? I don't know. I'm not the

criminal. Excuse me. Olive Dupre.

Yeah, that's me. Hello. I'm Monica.

What took you so long?

Where have you been?

And where's your backup?

Well, I didn't think I needed backup for a petty theft report.

Excuse me?

Petty? That locket was very important to me. My mother gave it to me.

It was a family heirloom.

Oh.

Was the thief a member of your family, then?

What were you before they sent you to me?

A meter maid?

I'm just trying to determine motive.

If the wee boy had wanted money, he would have just stolen cash.

That's what I was trying to say.

I don't know.

Maybe he's just a weird kid.

Would you like to tell me how it happened?

I was checking in a shipment when I saw this kid reading a travel magazine.

I knew something was up. I mean, I know what kids read about, and it's not

weekend packages to Puerto Vallarta.

Anyway, I turn around for one second. The little weasel grabs my locket and

takes off.

The security camera's got photos of all of it.

He's a cute little fella, isn't he? Oh, look at that face.

Oh, yeah, he's a cutie, in an Al Capone sort of way.

Here's a sketch of the locket.

It's gold with a picture of my mother on the inside.

Her name was Charlotte.

God rest her soul.

You must have loved her very much.

She was my mother. What do you think?

I'm just trying to gather all the facts here.

Here are all the facts you need. It's my locket. The kid stole it. I want it

back.

I suppose I better go and find him somewhere.

Well, just don't find out where he is, baby. Find out who he is, and you'll

more than a locket.

What?

Aren't police officers supposed to get free coffee?

It's Corey Taylor.

But he's absent today.

He's absent a lot.

Would you have his address?

Unfortunately, he's not home either. I've already called.

I see.

He's a wonderful student on the day that he is here.

But... What was his situation and all?

His situation?

He has special needs.

A heart condition.

Where should I start looking?

You're the truant officer and you don't know?

Where they always are.

Oh, just a little reorganizing.

Why? To see if it works better.

Never tried it.

If it ain't broke, don't fix it.

Well, I have a system.

It's called, you never know what can happen if you'll open yourself up to new

possibilities.

Hello, Alice.

That was quick.

Do you have my locket?

No, not yet.

Have you identified the perp? The perp?

Perp. The perpetrator.

What kind of cop are you?

His name is Corey.

Okay, and?

He's an orphan of a special need.

An orphan, huh?

He got here about five minutes ago.

Have you talked to him yet?

No, not yet.

Monica, make every minute count.

Hello, Corey.

You're busted.

It's my lunch break.

I was just on my way back to school.

I've already been to the school, Corey.

Oh. And that's not the only reason why I'm here.

I didn't tell you to go.

Oh.

That locket is very important to the lady it belongs to.

I know.

Guess I better bring it back, huh?

That would be a good start.

Aren't you going to go with me?

No, I'm going to trust you.

You are?

You won't let me down, will you?

Seems like you've decided to do a little reorganizing yourself.

Yep.

I'm going to put the kids' magazines next to the cash register where I can

a closer eye on them.

The business rags are there now, but I'm going to stick them on the end.

Because nobody ever steals Wall Street Weekly.

Alice, maybe I didn't make myself clear.

I was talking about making changes to improve your life, not your security

system. I'm just trying to protect what's mine.

Rip me off once, shame on you. Rip me off twice, shame on me.

Every criminal started out as a kid.

You don't really think that child is a criminal, do you?

Why is that so hard to believe?

That's another thing.

Nobody wants to get tough on kids, so there's a lot of little Corys running

around ripping people off.

One mistake does not make that child a criminal.

He's just sick and afraid, and he has no parents to see him through.

Well, there you go.

Unless you come from a good home like I did, you're toast.

Then what he needs is a good home.

And who's going to let a little thief into their house?

There are wonderful people out there who take in children like Cory.

Good people.

People who have love to give and are not afraid to make a change.

Bleeding heart.

You want to gamble? Go to Vegas.

I found him, Alice. Corey.

And he's a very nice boy.

My locket's very nice, too. Where is it? Well, he's going to bring it to you

personally. Why didn't you use your handcuffs?

Because I thought it would be good for him to know what it felt like to be

trusted. Oh, that's nice. Very good.

Trust's an important thing.

I remember the last time I trusted someone, she was a cop and she was

to bring me back my locket. But instead, she proved what I've known all along.

Trust leads to disappointment.

I don't think Alice would want her locket back without this picture of her

mother in it.

She said her name was Charlotte.

It's lovely, isn't it?

I thought it was a picture of just some lady.

I didn't know it was her mom.

I'm sure you didn't.

Do you like hot dog, Corey?

Did you really think I was going to bring back the necklace?

Well, I wasn't sure, but I wanted to give you a chance.

Nobody trusts kids from the boys' home.

They think we're all bad.

Can you tell me about the boys' home?

Well, it's where they send losers like me who don't have moms or dads.

Sometimes I think it won't happen.

No one wants to adopt a kid who's sick.

And, of course, you'd like to be adopted.

Yeah. I've come close a million times.

They all changed their minds when they found out my heart is messed up.

I think it won't happen sometime.

And what kind of mom would you like?

I want one of those TV moms in the commercial.

You know, they dab the kid's head when they have a cold or a fever.

Kiss them Yeah, mom's are very good at that I think

Yeah

Maybe

you should take this back to him I Could but I think you need to take it back

yourself And what if I don't I? Think that you will

I didn't want to see you right here. It's a lock. It's a free country.

For you.

What you got for us today, kid?

Chips and pockets.

Get off me!

Hey, give them back!

Hey!

Hey!

You okay?

Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa. Hey, hey, hey. Just breathe easy, all right?

Don't panic.

You okay?

Yeah.

It's those kids.

They mess with me every day at school.

Yeah.

I'm Andrew.

Corey. Hi.

I've seen you before.

Could be.

Well, thanks.

Sure. So, where were you going?

I had to return something to this lady. Now I can't. Those jerks stole it.

Oh, yeah?

Well, I guess you're just going to have to tell her what happened.

She won't believe me. She hates me.

You never know.

So what do you say I just go with you?

Yeah, I could use some backup.

Let's do it.

So you just stand around and rescue people all day?

Yeah, pretty much.

There are so many beautiful things to see in this world.

So I've heard.

Don't you ever take a vacation?

No need to.

See, my mother showed me the world by reading to me every night.

I've seen the Eiffel Tower, the pyramids in Egypt, the Himalayas.

I've even been to the Emerald City.

All right up here.

Thanks to my mother.

Really?

Hello. Guess what little sociopath didn't show up like you promised. He'll

here soon. I just bought him a hot dog. You bought him a hot dog?

He was hungry.

What are you doing?

I'm taking down your badge number.

Cough it up.

I came to say I'm sorry.

Sorry isn't good enough, kid. Just hand it over.

I don't have it.

These guys, they stole it from me when I was on my way over here.

You think you can steal somebody's personal property and then just talk

out of it?

It's true, but... I wouldn't have stolen it from you if I knew it was your

mom's.

How did you know that?

Monica told me.

Well, isn't Monica just a big old fountain of personal information? I

was important that he should know what it meant to you.

Oh.

So you only steal things with no sentimental value.

Oh, no, it's just... Do you believe in God?

What does God have to do with this? I said a prayer to God to get me a mom.

I know it sounds real lame, but I think he's gonna do it.

And anyways, I wanted your locket, you know, present, to give to her when I

her, so she doesn't change her mind.

And nothing says hi, mom, like stolen merchandise.

Don't believe me, do you?

Not on your life.

Monica. Alex, please don't do this.

He's a lying little thief.

And the sooner you two stop buying this sob story, the sooner... Oh, my God.

Oh, my God.

Breathe, baby.

Just breathe.

Call 911.

How was I supposed to know the kid was really sick?

Geez, I almost feel bad for the little guy.

Almost? Well, that's a start.

What do you expect?

I'm the victim here.

Do you sell tissue here because I'm about to start crying for you? It's not

problem. The kid's a thief.

I told you, he's a frightened little child.

You're trying to make me feel bad.

No, I'm trying to make you feel very good. I'm afraid to ask.

You don't have to ask. I'm going to tell you anyway.

Why don't you go over to that hospital and tell that little boy you forgive him

for what he's done?

You want me to lie to the kid just because he's sick?

No. I want you to forgive him.

Let's say I would, which I won't.

There'd be nobody to watch the place while I was gone.

I would.

You don't know the first thing about running a newsstand. I can do this. It's

not a library.

I'll see you later.

I figured out who you are, Andrew.

I knew you would.

You're a smart guy.

I saw you last time.

You're an angel, right?

Yep.

Am I gonna die?

Not yet.

You took out a little time.

What are you doing here?

I, uh... Had an extra magazine.

Thought you might want to read it.

Come on. I'm young, but I'm not stupid.

Okay. I just wanted to make sure you were okay.

Really? You got a problem with that?

I'm really sorry I stole your locket.

I know.

And I'm sorry I went kind of crazy.

Do you have any, uh, kids?

Me? No way.

I didn't think so.

Golf?

That's for old people.

Do you have any, uh...

Bowling magazines?

You like to bowl?

I don't know.

Never done it.

I want to, though.

Do you know how?

What's to know?

You just pick up a ball and roll it.

Maybe you can take me sometime.

You ought to get some sleep.

You look sort of hot.

Yeah.

I have a fever.

Are you going to come back later?

I don't know.

I mean, I got a lot of things I got to do.

I'll try.

Sleep tight.

I think she's the one.

Did you get some kind of heart defect that the doctors don't want to operate

until he stops growing or something?

It's nice of you to come and visit him.

I have nothing better to do.

Alice, I'm not going to arrest you for doing a good deed.

Where are those people from that group home anyway? Why is he all alone?

Well, his social worker will visit him every day.

But there's really only one person he wants to see.

Who's that?

His mother.

I thought he didn't have one.

He doesn't.

Not yet.

Look, I'm not going to press charges.

Kid's got enough problems thinking God's going to bring him a mother who's never

going to show.

How do you know?

Maybe God has already found Corrie's mother.

Maybe he's already begun to whisper Corrie's name in her heart. Maybe the

thing that's left to do is for her to say yes.

Maybe you ought to quit being a cop and go into missionary work.

You know, if I was Garrett, I wouldn't waste my breath whispering. I'd just hit

her right over the head with a...

Strike.

Strike?

Is that a good thing?

Good bowling, bad baseball.

Now you try it. Just remember, don't hit the pin straight on.

That's how you leave it. Split.

Split?

Good in dancing, bad in bowling.

What's the matter?

You've never seen a bowling alley before?

Here you go, hot off the burner.

Thanks.

I can bring him magazines, I can teach him how to bowl, but I can't adopt a

Tess. I don't even know what a mother's supposed to do.

That's surprising, coming from someone who had such a great mother.

Well, that's just it.

I'm nothing like her. She was perfect.

Who could live up to that?

You must have missed it terribly.

That's why I always held on to that locket.

Whenever I looked at it, I never felt alone.

How do you feel now?

Is that a trick question?

Absolutely.

I feel... pretty good.

Hold on to that.

Make a change, Alice.

Adopt this little boy and be as happy as you can for as long as you can,

because... Okay, okay, okay.

You don't need to hit me over the head.

Say it again.

You didn't believe me the first time.

No.

Okay.

Alice has asked me if I would ask you if you would mind if she adopted you.

I just knew it.

I knew it was gonna be you.

Well, what does that mean? Is that good?

Yeah. Oh.

Okay.

Good.

Great.

We've looked into it. There's lots of paperwork.

They gotta make it all legal and everything, you know?

So they're gonna send somebody over to check me out to make sure I'm not a

criminal.

Like some people we know.

So it's not like it's gonna happen right away.

That's okay.

And don't be thinking I'm going to give up my career and sit around and bake

cookies and stuff.

No, ma 'am.

I don't even like cookies.

You don't like cookies? What kind of kid are you?

The kind that doesn't like cookies.

Okay, so do we have a deal?

Deal.

No, it's hard work to even be a bad parent, which I will not be.

Oh, I think you're a natural for it, baby.

One more set of papers this night and it's done.

I never heard of the government moving so fast.

It's... A miracle?

Yeah, it sure is.

Good morning, Alice.

Yes, it is, isn't it, Harry? Word on the street is you're adopting a son.

Yeah.

His name is Corey.

He's 11, going on 50.

Ha! My son's the same way.

Get out of here, Harry. You got a kid?

Ten years old. Spit an image of his old man.

Oh, I got one here you need to sign for.

Thank you.

Oh, my.

It's the final papers. I got to get to the hospital.

I'm on the case.

Oh, don't. Just...

Check the fragile ones. Make sure nothing's broken.

And give that baby a big kiss for me.

Never seen that woman so happy. Good for her.

And for Corey, too.

Over here, all right? Yeah, that's good. Put it right there.

Good day.

Good day.

Well, Father, now I understand.

Code blue to room 124. Code blue to room 124. What's happening, Monica?

We're losing him, Alice. He really needs you now.

I'm sorry.

I know I'm supposed to be his mother now, but...

Who am I kidding? I can't go in there.

Did Alice get here yet?

No, not yet.

She's on her way.

You know, Cory, while we wait, I have something for you.

How did you get it back?

Let's just say that I had a little chat with your pals.

Could you help me with something?

Sure.

I need something for my red jacket.

Dad.

We need to talk, angel girl.

I was just on my way to find Alice.

I know, but...

You better take a look at this first.

She got a new shipment in today.

Oh, don't start with me, Monica.

I know I'm a terrible person, but I just can't go back in there.

Why not? Because it hurts too much.

I thought I could do the kid a favor by adopting him, but I fell for him. And

now he's just going to go up and die.

That's right.

He is going to die. But the question is, can he die knowing that someone loved

him enough to become his mother? Stop it. I'm not his mother.

You don't become a mother in a week.

You don't just sign a piece of paper and automatically start loving somebody.

It's not about the paper. It's about the love.

Real love is just too hard. It takes somebody really good to get it right.

You mean someone like your own mother?

Yeah.

My mother was a saint.

Was she beautiful, Alice?

Yeah.

I just wish I had my locket so I could show you her picture.

Did Charlotte look like this?

The same place I got this.

And this.

All of these.

I don't want to talk to you anymore.

The picture comes with the frame.

The same picture that you cut out and put in your locket and called it

Charlotte, your mother.

What do you care?

I care because I'm an angel.

No, you're not.

Yes, I am.

You're telling me you're an angel from heaven?

Sent from God to you.

Well, I don't care what you are or who sent you. This is none of your business.

And you can go back and tell your boss I said something.

He heard you.

Oh, really?

So God has finally started listening to Alice Dupree.

God has always listened to you, Alice, from the day you were born.

Even when you stopped talking to him.

Your father has been there, listening to your spirit.

He was there?

Yes. Where exactly?

Where was God when the real Charlotte was throwing me around that dump we

home? Where was he when she came home drunk out of her mind with a new

every night?

Where was he when I bought her that locket? She threw it back at me, said it

junk, and kicked me out.

Oh, don't tell me he was there, and don't you dare call him my father.

Fathers should be there.

Yes.

And so should mothers.

I know that you're angry, Alice.

And I think it takes a lot of faith to be angry with God.

You know, you have spent almost a lifetime giving him a piece of your

It's a wonder you have much of a mind left.

But you do have a mind, Alice.

And a soul.

And a spirit that has somehow managed to...

Hang on to some hope.

Even if the hope is so small that it can only fit into a little locket.

When you were curled in that corner, protecting your body from the rage and

broken bottle, God was always with you, protecting your spirit

and whispering to you in a small, still voice, I love you, Alice.

You are precious.

You matter to me.

You will survive.

And you did.

Yes, I did.

Yes.

And you know what it is to prevail against the soul -shattering abuse that

parents can inflict upon their children.

But, Alice, you haven't really healed.

And a little boy who's going to be ripped away from me is going to do that?

Yes.

You see, God wants you to learn what it is to love without

fear.

Truly, joyfully love.

With a love that always protects, always hopes.

Always trust and never, ever fails.

And Corey Taylor has been your teacher.

How can I go back in that room and say goodbye?

You're not going in there to say goodbye.

You're going in there to be a mother.

I'm not afraid at all.

That's good.

There is no reason to be afraid.

Hey, kid. How you doing?

Good. Now that you're here.

Well, I had some serious business.

Mother stuff.

It can't.

Got it right here.

I thought we should be together when I signed it.

Yeah.

I got a question for you.

Do you want cowboys or dinosaurs in your bedroom?

I can pick.

Oh, yeah, of course. It's your bedroom, isn't it?

I've had my own way before.

Can I have cowboys and dinosaurs?

Whatever you want.

Can I have my own TV?

You gotta push it, don't you?

Take it easy, baby. Breathe.

Breathe.

Yeah, as long as you want, honey.

Alice, do you believe in God?

I do now, buddy.

God sent an angel to take me to heaven.

He's waiting for me right now.

And when I get there, I'm going to thank God in person for answering my prayer.

No, Cory, not yet.

Not yet.

It's okay.

You know what else?

I hate to have held you back.

Well, looky here.

You always said you'd give it to your mother.

Ma 'am, you left me.

I guess this don't matter now, do they?

Oh, yes, baby.

Now more than ever.

Yeah, room 124 will be available in a half hour or so.

Our 11 -year -old heart case just expired.

His name was Corey Taylor Dupree, and he was my son.

He really was, wasn't he?

Yes, he was.

And he always will be.

Hold it up, Alice.

I get good days and bad days, Harry.

Thanks for asking.

Oh, I forgot.

Doesn't your son have a birthday coming up?

Yeah, in two weeks.

Is this some dinosaurs in a cowboy hat?

I know it's probably a little nuts, but I just keep buying things for him.

Happy birthday from me.

After you. Oh, no, after you, Andrew.

Oh, it's just a door.