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Good morning!

Good morning!

You remember this house?

Oh yes.

It's almost the same!

Does she still live here?

Oh, yes.

� Hello! � What?

Are you Elizabeth Jessup?

Who wants to know?

� Can I help you? � No, I don't need any help.

What do you want?

My name is Monica. I understand that you are writing your memoirs

and I've been sent to help you finish them.

Well, Monica, I have never had a deadline in my entire life

that I didn't make!

Once I've turned in a story in Saigon in the back of my last clean t-shirt.

So you can go back and tell those pathetic publishers

that Elizabeth Jessup has never missed a deadline.

But your manuscript was due two months ago.

Well, that was their deadline as far as I am concerned

I am right on schedule. Before you leave

did you see any newspaper around here?

See, kids, they don't care

they don't care where they throw the thing

up, down, on the porch on the window

most of the time it ends us right up here on the roof.

Can I help you?

What is this? Your big break or something?

You sit on the feet of a legendary journalist

one day you write your book and you call yourself my protege?

Is that what this is?

You are not that legendary, you know.

You are not that legendary, you know.

Would you still like me to leave? Or should I stay?

My, she was quite something!

She still is.

Why am I back here, Tess?

I just know somebody prayed a prayer and you are the answer to it.

Oh, I need a little more to go on than that.

No, you don't. You just go up there, ring the doorbell

and let things take their course.

And remember. You are visiting an old friend.

And old friends have a way of picking up things where they left

Yes! They do!

� Yes? � Elizabeth?

� Yes? � It's me. Monica.

Your old friend, the angel. It's so good to see you again.

Oh, no, absolutely, not. You listen, you go back home to your cloud.

Good bye!

I really mean it!

I thought you said, I was the answer to her prayers.

I said you are the answer to somebody's prayers.

� But not hers? � Definitely not hers.

When you walk down the road

Every burden every load

I will rise and I will walk with you

till the sun don't even shine,

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

Believe me I'll walk with you.

What did I say?

Go away!

Sidney! It's you!

Who are you expecting mom?

. . Just some pest.

. . .

You know one of those religious people

who wont' take no for an answer. Never mind.

What do you say if we take my car for today.

Yes that's fine. . .

My name is Elizabeth

and I am an alcoholic

Today I'm celebrating seven years of sobriety.

These last 7 years have been the best years of my life.

And that's not to say that they all have been easy

but it certainly beats the decades of inebriation

humiliation, isolation and all the other ...ations

I went through before I stopped drinking.

It's hard to believe it's been seven years.

And so on this 100th anniversary of our city

It is only fitting that the best of the best

be placed in our time capsule

to represent us for eternity.

Ladies and gentlemen Elizabeth Jessup.

Legendary!

I can't tell you what a thrill is to be here with you today

The reason I can't tell is because I forgot to write my speech.

But I am touched that you included me

in your time capsule.

or my writings, rather.

I can't imagine I would be comfortable inside that thing

but it would be a great honor to be entered with a

what did you say is in there?

A pound of wheat

a picture of our new library

That will set their hair on fire in 2094

How about a nude picture of me instead?

I'm sorry, she's on antibiotics and she shouldn't be drinking.

I am not finished.

You never like to see me...

It's not something I like to remember but I suppose .

it's more dangerous to forget it. .

For Heaven's sake. Give it to me.

I can't stand it another minute.

That's it. Come on Bethy we're going to go.

She wants some cake Sidney.

What she wants is a sober grandmother.

I used to tell myself that I need to drink to do my job.

There were cocktails with the ambassador

Champaign with the Prime-minister.

Tequila shots with the leader of the resistance

Scotch with the boys in the press room.

but final it was just me and the bottle in the kitchen.

And it took my family

and a very pushy friend

to pull me out.

This is Anita, she is a counselor at the New Hope Center.

Hello Elizabeth.

I've spoken with your family,

and they expressed me their love for you.

They also feel that your drinking

is getting in the way of your relationship with them.

They also agree that unless you get some help with your problem

you can no longer be part of their lives.

They've written letters about their feeling

and how your drinking has affected them.

I drew mine with pictures.

Elizabeth, after you hear their letters

Sidney and I have arranged to take you to the New Hope Center,

for our rehab program.

This is the single most assenon thing you've done in your life.

Mom, we want to help you.

Help my ass.

You are trying to control me.

I won't have you do it. I won't.

What I do in the privacy of my home is none of your business.

That's just the point Elizabeth.

It has become their business.

To use my grand-daughter to get back to me

for a problem that you had with me, ever since you could talk

is reprehensible.

Mom, your drinking is hurting her too.

Get out of my house.

You realize Elizabeth, your family will not have any contact with you.

I said, get out of my house.

� Elizabeth, please.. � Get out!

All of you, get out.

And don't you ever come back. You too, get out.

I was very thankful for my family's intervention

and I told them, it was like the sun

had finally come out.

It took a while to process things of course

there's always a few bumps on the road but

finally I surprised myself and I walked into my first meeting.

Well I thought that was the hardest thing to do

but the best ....

...the worst ...

but maybe it was the best the best is yet to come

because you will never guess

who was serving....

you will ... whose.....

I have a bit of headache

I haven't been drinking, I promise you.

There's a lot more to this story

you're going to have to read about that in my memoirs.

which I promise you I am going to finish some day.

Let's go home, mom.

Thank you!

I do admire you persistence.

Sidney you remember Monica, she was my secretary

for a brief but crucial period.

Of course, I do.

� It's nice to see you again. � You too.

It's so wonderful that you came today.

My words, exactly.

Are you all right, Elizabeth?

I am a bit tired.

I spent the morning answering the door

shooing away undesirables.

and I've developed a recent tendency for transient cognitive

episodes of an undetermined origin.

Transient cognitive episodes?

She's not doing well, Monica.

The doctors think that she could have a brain tumor.

It is not going to ruin your life Beth.

No, what did I say?

It is only going to take 5 minutes

and grandma really wants to see you in your costume.

Whatever it's called.

Just hope on your bike and ride over here please.

Beth, you can do it.

No... 5 minutes. Thank you.

She's a teenager now, isn't she?

Fourteen teenage years of horror and humiliation

and having cruel me for a mother.

You could have been your own mother, just now.

Aouch!

I guess we always had more in common than I wanted to admit.

My name is Sidney and I am an alcoholic

and as of today I've been sober for one year

I used to say that I was an alcoholic

because my mother didn't love me

but nothing changed until I admitted I was an alcoholic

because I didn't love myself.

I used to think that my mother was so glamorous

she would go to the most exotic places

she would meet the most famous people

and drink Champaign in crystal glasses from Paris.

I adored her

but I always knew that she was sorry that she had me.

I guess I cramped her style

so I tried to make her happy that I was born

I drew her pictures, I sent her letters on the road.

I tried so hard to be somebody that she could love

but I couldn't compete with the Champaign

and the harder I tried the more I saw myself

through my mother's eyes which was ....

dull, unexciting and stupid.

And then one day I'm pouring a drink for myself

at the afternoon

and my little girl comes in the house and

she looks at me and she says:

Mommy, I'm so glad that you were born.

And finally.... finally ....

for the first time in my life

so was I.

Mom?

Sidney

I am so sorry!

And I am so glad you were born!

You should have been there at that day.

She was extraordinary!

I made you some coffee. I know you like it.

Thank you.

You know I was there that day, at the meeting.

You were extraordinary too!

You saw that?

Really? It seemed like you dropped out of sight.

Well I've come to help you mother finish her memoirs

Right the elusive memoirs.

And then after the fire I knew

she had more important things to deal with.

I was surprised that she didn't mention the fire

at the meeting today.

Who wouldn't really try to go past that.. it's a

We just have a lot of other things to handle right now..

These are for her headaches.

Just so you know she's in complete denial about what's going on.

She's ahhh, she doesn't want to get help from anybody.

� Sidney. � I am coming.

You know it's like you showing up today, it's an answer to my prayers.

Why is she still here?

I came to finish what I started.

Listen, I will finish my memoirs when I get damn good ready.

Understand?

Mom? Grandma?

Bethy! Oh that's my precious doll!

You remember Monica?

� No! � It was a long time ago Beth.

But I remember you.

� So Beth how was school? � Good.

� Tell us. � Mom.

Mom, she has her cheer leader try-outs today

and she wants to show you her new exit.

A cheer leader, dear God, is this by choice?

If I can't be Pulitzer prize winning journalist

I'll just settle for being incredibly popular.

You can be whatever you want to be sweetheart.

I am probably not going to make it anyway.

Good. Now go cover up that but.

First rule of journalism, I do believe this covers ones but.

� We've got to go mom. � Ok.

Monica is going to stay with you mom and I will be back tonight.

Bye grandma, Bye Monica.

Have fun.

How are you feeling?

Marvelous, just marvelous.

Sidney believes that you have a brain tumor.

Well, Sidney believes doctors.

Sidney believes in the basic goodness of all mankind

and she also believes that the swallows will return to Capistrano this year

because they did last year.

What do the doctors say?

You are the angel, you tell me.

They suspect a tumor,

but they won't know for certain unless you have an MRI

and you refuse to go.

That's right, it's a waist of time.

I'm the one inside this brain and I'm telling you I have migraines.

I've always had migraines.

Would you please stop fussing.

What are you doing?

Honestly, I don't need you.

So what do you think?

It's very inspiring.

But, you never mention the fire.

You never mention an angel. it's as if one day you saw the light

and that was that.

Oh well, it's close enough.

But it's not true!

Listen, Monica.

The story is supposed to be a view of the world

as seen through the eyes and heart of a reporter.

Now if I write about meeting an angel one day

then they are going to laugh me out of the business.

You make it sound as if it's something you should be ashamed of.

Regular people don't have angel visitations, Monica,

you know that, an epiphany.

Many people have been visited by angels, Elizabeth.

A lot of them well known.

Well name one, besides me.

Billy Holiday!

� Oh, give me a break. � Mark Twain.

Charles Lindberg. Abraham Lincoln.

You are not kidding!

If you remember your history Mr. Lincoln

even spoke about being visited by an angel.

He wasn't ashamed.

So that's why you've come.

To tell me I am going to die.

Well let me tell you I have no intention to die.

I've got to sell a lot of books and make a lot of money

so I can get my granddaughter to the best college I can afford.

Elizabeth if you want to give your granddaughter anything

then give her the truth.

The absolute certainty from someone she loves and trusts

that God exists.

that you have personally experienced the truth of God's love.

How could any responsible reporter keep news like that to herself.

I can't do that, Ok?

I can't do that. if I do that

then I am going to have to tell the whole story.

I'm going to have to tell that this house was almost burned to the ground

I'm gonna have to tell how my granddaughter could have died in the fire

and worst of all I'm going to have to admit that I was responsible for it

and that's something that Bethy will never, never know.

You mean you've never told her?

Well Sidney and I agreed that it could

jeopardize our family relationship.

Sidney doesn't know the whole story either.

If she knew that I am an angel...

Monica, I've just got one headache, please don't give me another one.

Maybe, sometime

when the time is right

I'll tell Sidney about you.

and when Bethy is older and she can understand

I'll tell her about the fire.

But ... for right now.. it's just ...

Timothy! I've been waiting for you.

So, just sign, here, here, and it's all yours.

And a plate will in the mail in about 2 weeks.

� This is yours. � And this is yours.

� Have fun! � Oh, I will! Thank you!

Speaking of Lincoln, how would you like to take a ride?

Perhaps you shouldn't be driving until you have a diagnosis.

You had not the perky little ankle

Your are not the perky little angel I used to know.

People who are dying do not buy new cars.

They do if they are afraid.

I have never been afraid of anything in my life.

Doctor Clark wants to run some tests.

� Absolutely not. � You have no choice, the doctors

need you to check you and they said you need to stay.

So, how did the cheer leader trials went today?

I don't know. Not very well.

I am not exactly one of the popular girls.

I am not really anything!

I think that's what it feels like to be a teenager.

No, it's just what being me is like.

and I am going to be this way forever.

Some people are smart and special like my grandmother

and some people just exist.

� She is impossible! � She's just frightened Sidney.

No my mother does not get frightened, she's more like a carrier.

Like Typhoid Mary.

Is grandma going to be Ok?

I don't know sweetheart, that's what the doctors will try to find out.

Excuse me!

It's getting late, if you would like to stay, I could arrange for a cot.

No, thank you.

I've got to get back home, she's got school in the morning.

� I could skip. � I could stay the night.

Thank you Monica, you are a saint.

They said they'll call me as soon as they know more and then

and then I'll just come back first thing in the morning.

� Goodnight Monica. � Night, night, sleep tight.

Don't let the grandmothers by.

Traitor, God's own Benedict Arnold.

And don't tell me you met him too.

I am not leaving no matter how hard you try.

We'll just see about that.

She's not leaving.

Oh no, don't tell me.

Yes my name is Tess and I am the angel on the floor tonight

and I am not leaving you!

Well if you think I am getting any sleep tonight, just forget it.

Well, I came prepared for that too.

.

.

.

That was you in 1920?

Pretty good!

So what's your favorite assignment?

Tell me yours, I'll tell you mine.

I don't know if I can narrow it down to just one.

But the ones I can't forget

they were the hardest of all.

.

My God! You were there? In War World II?

Yes!

I never get over how God uses everyday people

to change the world!

So, I told you ....

now what were you favorite assignments so far?

Once I got to interview Rosa Parks.

She was a very impressive woman.

I know, I met Mrs. Parks.

Oh, don't tell me you were on the bus.

No, you won't believe.

� ... I was ... � What?

I was a black person for a day!

Oh, I see.

And this was God's idea?

Yes!

Come on, go back the other way from the other side.

Hey, I found her!

Oh God, oh Father please

I am so afraid.

Please, please, make me white again.

Please don't, please.

Relax lady.

Did you see a nigger woman come through here?

No.

I'm sorry if I scared you.

I was so ashamed!

Poor girl!

I am shocked that an angel ran off.

But Mrs. Parks she helped me to understand.

Darling, dear Monica,

He forgives and heals

He heals angels too.

It is my greatest regret.

Monica, everybody gets frightened.

Your daughter says that you never do.

I am exceptional.

Listen, if you think I am sitting here, worrying about

some results from some stupid tests

this is such a waist.

I should not be lying on this bed

there is someone else who could really use it.

� Ah, what's up doc? � Elizabeth!

How are you doing?

I thought you were going to tell me.

Don't worry about Monica just give me the headlines.

You have a brain tumor.

So, it could be benign.

� Absolutely. � And if it's not?

Well, then we'll do the best we can.

Oh, doctors' talk, saw you up, send you home.

No, not necessarily.

� Ok, we'll do this. � Good.

And I'll schedule the O.R. for 6 a.m.

Get some rest.

Tell that to your surgeon.

Doctors are such idiots.

Andrew is not an idiot.

How would you know that?

Oh no, oh please, this a conspiracy!

Excuse me is someone still awake in here?

I need you to sign this consent form.

I called your daughter

and I told her and Beth to come at 8 o'clock in the morning

and get some rest now.

No, I didn't ask you to call her, did I ask you to call her?

No, but I don't take orders from you

if you know what I mean.

Now I'll be back soon to prep you

soon, as in not a lot of time.

That woman, angel or whatever she is, she is annoying!

She is just doing her job.

Really? And what is that?

The same as mine,

to prepare you for surgery.

To remind you that it's God who supports and sustains all life.

Elizabeth

I don't know what the outcome of your surgery will be.

But I do know that you don't want to go in there

without sharing the truth of God's love to those who need to hear it.

Don't deny them the truth.

The whole truth

and don't deny yourself the blessing and joy of sharing it with them.

No one knows how many days or hours they have left in this life.

Use the hours that you have.

Please!

Write The Last Chapter.

Monica, this is out of the question.

Because I left my computer home.

That's not a problem.

� Hello, Elizabeth. � Oh Lord, not another one!

Now I know I'm going.

This is Gloria.

It's such an honor to meet you.

I've read your other chapters and you had such a fascinating life

I can't wait to see how it ends.

The book, I mean, the book.

Okay, dokey! So, chapter 37.

Here we go?

Ok, here we go.

The last drink I ever took

I don't even remember pouring.

I was lying on the couch

I had a headache

They are about to take her to prep.

She is waiting for you.

I know.

It's just ....

what do you say to your mother when you know it could be the last time.

Don't think that way mama.

Oh God, Monica, I am not ready to lose her yet.

� Mom. � Oh Sidney, you were right.

It's Ok, it's all right, I'm going to be fine.

I'm going to go in there, take this tumor out

and I'll to be back out here making you crazy again

in no time.

But listen there's something I need you to do for me while I'm upstairs

Monica has got this funny little friend

who is holding this stuck of papers.

It's The Last Chapter from my memoirs.

The one I didn't want to write because I was afraid.

Oh, I know you think I'm perfect

and in most regards, I am.

But I've been holding on to a couple of secrets

that are getting a little too heavy to carry

so I want you to read about them. Ok?

And maybe hopefully if I make it through this

you'll forgive me.

And if I don't...

� Mom, don't please. � Now, you listen to me too.

If I don't...

I know that you've forgiven me anyway.

Just know that every word is true!

That I love you both, very much!

I love you too grandma!

We'll be waiting out here for you.

I am counting on that.

Ok, gentlemen please, let's get the show on the road.

The leader is running.

Come on, let's sit down.

The last drink I ever took

I don't even remember pouring.

Grandma, help me grandma please.

Grandma, grandma.

This is what you're looking for.

Did I actually meet an angel? Yes!

Is God real? Yes!

Will every selfish colleague of mine decide finally

that I lost my mind?

Probably.

But tonight as I write what could be the last chapter of my life

I do not seek the approval of the world

I ask only the forgiveness of my family.

from whom I kept the wonderful news of God's love

secret for seven years.

Bethy, an angel carried you through that fire.

You remember that

whenever you start do doubt just how special you are.

Sidney, thank you for being strong

when I couldn't love myself

and thank you for believing me now when I say

that you were God's greatest gift to me!

It's been a wonderful life.

I've seen so much and survived so much

only now can I admit that it's all been through the grace of God.

I hope that it's not too late.

Love, mom.

Andrew.

The operation is over.

I got it.

Mom, mom, you're going to be Ok.

It's benign.

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