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Seems like I've been watching you bake cookies all my life.

Same good ingredient, same good recipe. Right, Ma?

Hello in there. Did you hear me?

Ma, I queued your line.

Oh, I'm so sorry. Kat, Kat, Kat.

You didn't give her time.

It's a 30 -second spot.

I don't have that much time. Anyway, I want to change the script.

What's wrong with it? Well, it's right here. I say, no cookies are packaged

before Mom personally okays everyone.

Now, nobody's going to believe that she stands by a hot oven checking out every

lousy cookie. Right, Mom?

Mom!

Turn your hearing aid on.

And, uh, can we have a meeting about the staff? It's depressing.

We need more color.

I like the way it looks.

It's so balmy. On second thought, lose the hearing aid.

Oh, that woman drives me crazy.

Fire her.

She's your mother.

Well, then, reduce her salary.

Grandmother types are a dime a dozen.

Kidding, I'm kidding.

Sort of. Yes,

Joey, what is it? Store security at Wyler's.

You have your son.

Security caught Sean leaving the store with these under his shirt.

This is the third time.

I'm aware of that.

Look, I will take care of this when I get him home.

All right.

What is it you want, Mr. Layden? Maybe he wants some of your crappy cookies.

I'm inclined to press charges.

Oh, do you really think that's necessary?

Over two fishing thingy -bob?

Reels. They're fishing reels.

Believe it or not, Miss Price, I'm doing this to help your son.

Well, it won't help him.

He has a famous name. They'll use it to crucify him. And me.

Let it go one last time.

You won't be sorry.

I promise.

You got what you wanted. You paid the guy off.

Won't be in the papers. Sales won't suffer.

That's not the point.

Of course it is.

I told Mr. Leidenheim I would deal with you, and I will.

There will be consequences.

Are you going to send me to my room without supper?

Because I'd send you to that ghoul.

Yeah, you know what? That would be just like you. Get rid of me. It's what you

want anyway.

I'm trying to keep you from going to jail.

Right.

Sean, I am talking to you.

You have everything. Why do you have to steal?

I learned from Beth.

What's that supposed to mean?

You know what I mean.

Sean, get back here.

Don't walk away from me.

That's Bradley.

That's a name I haven't heard in a while.

What do you need to go to his house for?

The nurse asked me to look in on her. Oh, I'm going to keep it clean.

Why don't I just give you the keys to my book? Ma? That'd be great.

If I knew how to drive a boat.

Fine. After I've finished setting up the bar.

it's been a great day

all your memories intact to change the course of your life.

You

are

a free agent in the universe.

You know, these aren't too bad.

And they said my cookies wouldn't last without preservatives.

Have you tried the fudge cluster?

Well, maybe some other time.

We have some decisions to make here.

What's to decide?

I was successful, rich, famous, beloved by many.

Now where else would I go but the big bakery in the sky?

Hmm. Mr. Jones, have you fully explained to your client the facts of the

afterlife? There are a few question marks on her record.

Miss Steps, Your Honor, she is a remarkable story. She turned a family

into a hugely successful business.

Material success is not how we measure achievement here, Mr. Jones.

You do remember the old proverb about...

The camel and the eye of the needle?

I'm just saying she deserves a chance to make amends, Your Honor.

Right.

If I had to do it all over again, I would give more money to charity. A lot

more. And those people who run into the street to clean your windshield, I'd

give them some, too. How you spent your money is of secondary concern.

How you obtain it is what's at issue.

have forgotten how sweet he was.

Oh, look at me.

Can you believe that hair?

Thank God for Jean -Jacques.

I am less interested in your hair, Miss Price, than what else I see.

Look at what scant attention you were paying to your child.

Had you been more involved, then what follows might never have happened.

filling out a loan application.

We were going broke.

Wanting money was not your problem.

There's the exchange.

Let's go.

Lee! Hold it!

Don't move!

Don't move! Get down!

Your son saw the drug bust. Of course, he had no idea what it was. He only

thought men struggling.

One of the police officers hid the drug money before running to help his

partner. He thought it would be safe there for him to pass it by.

Believing that the money had been taken from its rightful owner and needed to be

returned, your innocent young son brought the briefcase to you.

It's lying there.

Did anybody see it?

You're sure?

Instead of doing the right thing, returning the money, $200 ,000,

you kept it.

I didn't know whose money it was.

The story was headline news.

All right, I suppose that I might have thought that it was that money, but...

Well, all right, I guess I kind of knew.

Yes, and I guess, therefore, you kind of knew that there's a commandment that

covers this.

It was drug money.

How can you... Steal something that doesn't belong to anyone. And besides, I

it to much better use than those drug dealers.

Sorry.

There is no moral ambiguity here.

You stole critical evidence and wreaked havoc on the life of a decent

and honorable man.

A man who surely would have been honored as a hero if it weren't for you.

Officer Nichols...

was accused of stealing the missing money.

Well, maybe he was better off not being a cop. Half those guys turn to alcohol,

they leave their wives.

You're serious?

Sure.

You're just thinking about the negative.

I'm looking at the glass that's half full.

The silver lining. When life gives you lemons, you make lemonade.

I opened up opportunities for the man. And next, I guess you're going to break

into a chorus of keep your soddy side up.

Your Honor, I think the point should be made that whatever Selden Nichols did

with his life ultimately has to be his responsibility.

But her son is her responsibility.

And after that day, his life was ruined.

Oh, now hold your horses. I was a good mother. I gave him everything.

Everything.

Except what he needed most, a clean conscience.

Sean, we found this money.

We can keep it. Does the phrase, uh, finders keepers, losers weepers, mean

anything to you? It means so much crying right now.

Sean, you know how we've struggled.

Ever since Daddy left. And Grandma almost had to sell her house, right?

God didn't want that to happen.

That's why he sent us this money. He wants us to keep it.

If God wants us to keep it, then why can't we tell anybody?

We're the only ones who know this money came from God.

The police might think we're bad people, too, and put us in jail.

So it has to be our secret.

Okay? Ours and Graham's.

All right, so I knew the money wasn't mine.

But I did it for him.

Was he happier?

I gave him everything he had ever wanted. A new bike, video games,

computers. But did you ever see him smile after that date?

No.

No, I don't think I did.

No, in fact, the more you gave him, the worse he felt.

He wanted to be punished.

So he began stealing, hoping to get caught.

And he will get his way.

Look, this wasn't just about giving him things. It was about giving him a

future. You gave him a future filled with arrest.

Court appearances and words.

No, that's not true.

I'm afraid it is, Miss Price.

This glass is not half full.

It is completely empty.

Your Honor, since the money was the source of the trouble, what if she gets

younger self to give the money back?

Give it back?

I'm not only pleading for Sophie, sir. I'm pleading for her son and that

unfortunate police officer.

If you condemn her, you condemn them.

Give her a chance to save them.

Please. Judge, whatever failings I have, however much I've messed up, I do love

my son.

And I would do anything to save him.

He needs me.

Please let me help him, Your Honor.

He deserves a good mother who loves him with all her heart and would never do

anything to cause him pain.

I pray that you're up to the challenge.

You will have three days, and three days only, to get your younger self to

return the stolen money.

You will go back with all your memories intact.

No one will recognize you.

You are a free agent in the universe with the blessing of God Almighty and

court.

Where in the world am I?

You don't recognize?

My mother's old house.

We haven't lived here since 1991.

This is 1991, just before you made it big.

You've had the money six months.

Wait. Why don't we just go all the way back before Sean found the money?

I can stop it from happening in the first place. We just won't go to the

that day. Simple.

Not quite.

You're the one who created the problem, so you're the one who's going to have to

make it right.

Okay. How?

Well, you're Barbara Nash, the new nanny. The rest is up to you.

And they won't know it's me.

You're the judge. No one will recognize you.

Take his word for it.

No.

Who picks the outfit?

Yeah, who picks mine?

Yeah? Good afternoon, Mrs. Price.

You needn't shout, I'm not deaf.

Oh, I forgot, she's not deaf yet.

Careful, you're the only one that could see me when I'm dressed like this.

Are you talking to me?

Uh,

uh, no, no. I was just checking to make sure that it's the right address.

I'm Barbara Nash.

Oh, Miss Nash.

Thank goodness you're here. This is the new nanny, Ma.

The agency sent us another flight.

You'll have to forgive my mother. We've had some trouble with nannies.

Oh, don't touch the model, sweetie.

I'm opening a new bakery.

If I can get city approval.

Looks expensive.

Two -thirty leave something under your pillow?

Well, something like that.

Do you want to take Sean to the park?

But you promised you'd take me fishing.

Oh, I can't today, sweetie. I've got to meet with the lawyers for the proposal.

Come on, kid.

I'll show you my famous fadeaway jumper.

Okay, kiddo.

Watch and learn. This is a lamp.

Michael Jordan taught me that.

Yeah, right.

He did. He did an ad campaign for me.

The long story.

Okay, your turn.

Oh, you can't quit after one try.

I thought you never even met Michael Jordan.

I wouldn't lie.

Everyone lies.

Well, lying is wrong, Sean.

If you know something is bad and you don't tell anyone, is that the same as a

lie?

No.

Well, sort of.

And God punishes people who lie.

Oh, God wouldn't punish you, sweetie.

In fact, I'll bet if you prayed to him to forgive your lie, he would.

I already tried.

I still feel like I have rocks in my stomach.

Why haven't you told your mom?

She's really busy. She can't be bothered.

Well,

I have lots of time if you want to tell me.

You're not supposed to. Not supposed to what?

Nothing. Forget it.

I said not right away, honey.

But I found a great plate.

It has a swimming pool.

The schools are better. You're going to love it. But all my friends.

You know, any other little boy would jump for joy at this news.

Instead of thanking me, you complain.

Now, is that right?

No.

Think you could say thank you?

Thank you.

It's been so long.

Father and I broke up.

We've had money troubles.

It's been hard.

It seems to me it's been more than that.

Sean thinks he's done a very bad thing.

What on earth do you mean?

Well, he asked me if God punishes people who know about a bad thing but don't

tell.

Do you have any idea why he would say such a thing?

No idea.

But you're not the least concerned.

Fine. I should know.

You should.

But you don't.

Your job is to feed, clothe, and play with Sean. It's not to

put your nose in where you weren't invited.

Do we understand each other?

Okay, uh...

See that Sean gets dinner, and I'll be home by nine o 'clock.

Reminiscing?

Morning.

Sean and his dad.

Sean really missed him.

I used to call him and just beg him to come by and spend some time with Sean,

but he never did.

And Sean thinks that he's the greatest guy in the world.

He has no idea that I'm the one who's stuck by him, that I'm...

This bed is wet.

Sean still wets his bed?

Please don't mention it to his mother.

She ought to know.

I have to get the wash done.

Emma.

Mom.

Want to try one of my cookies?

Yeah.

My dad taught me how to fish.

Fishing's fun.

Well, not for the fish.

You're funny.

My mom used to kiss me right on that spot.

You do?

She's gone a lot at night.

Grand puts me into bed now.

But you can take turns with her if you want.

Thank you, Sean.

I would love that.

Angelic, isn't he?

He's the most beautiful boy in the world.

How could she not see he's in pain?

You mean, how could you not see?

How could she not see it's me?

We look like twins.

Trust, Sophie.

Trust.

If only I'd opened my eyes.

He's right in front of me.

That's what you have to do, Sophie.

Open her eyes.

Sometimes gaining a person's trust is the first step in getting them to

Sean had a lot of trouble following me.

I had to reach him for a long time.

And I made some cookies. I thought you might like to try my recipe.

Those are good.

What's that flavor, nutmeg?

I never thought of it.

You will.

Or you would have.

You know, there's no shortage of cookies in this house. You don't have to bake.

I talked to my ex today.

Oh, well, I've been down that road.

So, how did you wind up with Mr. Wrong?

Bad eyesight.

I couldn't see that he was lazy, shiftless, and had no ambition.

And then after a while, he's just this guy sitting in your living room, eating

with his fingers, knocking you around a bit.

Well, you may have had a bad marriage, but you've got a great kid.

He's sweet.

Sweet and depressed.

I thought I told you this afternoon.

Your mother told me that he wets his bed.

You didn't know that, did you?

A lot of kids are bedwetters.

I'm just going to turn in. I know how you're paying for the new house.

And the bakery.

I found the money.

Nobody keeps that kind of cash unless it's dirty.

Excuse me? $200 ,000?

Free and clear?

Only it's not.

There's a big price tag. Your son.

You're wrong.

and I don't know who you think you are.

You care about him at all.

I want you out of my house.

Now.

If there's something you don't understand, you're fired. Get out.

You still have two days?

Need two months.

How about an extension?

Against the rules.

You people have too many rules.

And not enough loopholes.

Aren't there any lawyers up there?

They tend to go elsewhere.

May I offer some advice?

I don't know, Joan. Your last suggestion wasn't too hot.

When the enemy's position is unassailable from the front, go for the

Your mother?

Cookie commercial, take one.

Mark.

Mercedes, is it time for my makeup?

You? Don't freak.

I'm here to help.

Where's Mercedes?

Oh, she's tied up at the moment.

Emma.

Mrs. Price.

Please listen to me.

I know about the money.

I know that Sean took it innocently from that drug deal, and I know Sophie kept

it. Oh, my God, you're from the police.

No, no.

I'm here to help you and Sophie and Sean.

Ever since that money came into your lives, it's been bad.

I mean, Sophie has become short -tempered and self -absorbed, and she

like a servant.

Don't deny it. I know.

And the guilt that Sean is carrying around is turning him into a sullen,

resentful little boy.

You've been spying on us.

Graham, please, give Sophie something besides cookie recipes. Help her.

That's her.

You never could tie a decent knot.

I'm a police department. How can I help you?

I can't do this anymore.

It just gets worse.

I never thought that Sophie Price would just give up.

Not unless she didn't want to succeed in the first place.

What do you mean by that?

Maybe you never really wanted to give the money back.

Maybe the judge was right.

You feel no remorse.

That's not true.

Oh, jeep.

theatrics, Joan.

Just make a nasty remark and vanish.

Coward. Come back here.

I'm going to write up your report now, okay?

Oh.

You're the cop who lost the money.

Is there anyone in the city who doesn't know?

Officer Nichols.

Yeah. Hi, Dad.

No.

No, the hearing is next week.

I told you.

I'm going house to house looking for the kid. I'm sure he took the money.

I can help you.

Sophie, what are you doing? Dad, it's not on your shoulders.

I'm trying to prove to you that I want to succeed.

If Sophie won't come to me... Do you even have to ask? I've told you a

times I wouldn't steal.

I was taught better. You taught me better.

You can't do it for her. It has to be her decision.

Stuff your rules, Jones.

I'm only worried about Sean.

Okay. Me too.

Bye.

Things haven't been too good.

No, things haven't been too good.

Every cop I pass looks at me and wonders, am I dirty?

Internal affairs is all over me.

My father worked his whole life in this precinct and...

And now he won't even show his face here for the shame.

I'm through as a cop.

That's all I ever wanted to be.

That's all I know how to be.

When I catch that kid, and I will catch him, I'm going to lock him up and throw

away the key.

Do you really know anything?

I... I... I saw the money.

Levitate all by itself, right out of the park.

Must have been alien.

Get out of here.

Get out of here before I have you committed.

What do you mean, quit?

Quit?

You know, give up.

That guy.

My last chance.

So, are you telling me you really are selfish to the core?

Maybe I was, but it's different now.

Well, when I first got here, I thought maybe I could figure out a way to keep

the money, but make it right.

Bad idea.

And that money fell in my lap.

It was like a miracle.

We were so poor.

I never meant it to come to this, Jones.

I swear I didn't.

I believe it came to this the minute you decided to take that money, Sophie.

Yeah.

Yes, it did.

But I've changed.

If that's true, then how can you not even try to save your son?

I'll show you.

And that judge.

And the man himself, if he's watching.

How?

With only one day to go.

Well, imagine that, Joan.

You don't know everything after all.

You can't be serious.

Watch me.

I'm trading one good day with my son for eternal flambe.

I want him to have one good memory of his mother.

Even if he doesn't know that's who I am.

I'm willing to pay the price.

Hey, you forgot your angel.

This turned out in a steam room. Nobody's ever done this.

What's the matter, Jones?

Never lost a case before?

Not because someone threw away their last chance at redemption?

This is my redemption.

It came back!

Come on, kid. The fish are waiting.

Took my worm again.

He's a smart one.

Just my luck. Getting stuck with the Einstein of fish.

At least you're getting nibbles.

They're not even coming near my hook.

Must be jinxed.

What is it, Sean?

I don't want to talk about that.

I could use some help here.

Not against the rules.

I got a fish!

I got a fish!

Okay,

now hold still.

Don't jerk the line.

Wheel it in slowly.

That's it.

Boy, he's a fighter.

I met with a suspect yesterday. She seemed a little off, but harmless.

She took your mother's car and we put it on APB.

I can't lose him.

You won't.

I won't let it happen.

I can't know what you're going through.

But I do know what it means to lose everything.

And I won't let that happen to you.

Hold still.

Any second now.

I want you to promise me something.

No matter what happens, you will keep this picture.

And remember this day forever. I promise.

I can't believe I caught a fish.

I never thought anything good would happen again.

Why, Sean?

I don't know.

Something's on your mind.

Long time.

It helps.

Talk about it. We feel better.

I'm not supposed to tell.

Why not?

Bad things can happen.

Well, you don't look too happy right now.

Even holding that big old fish you just caught.

You can trust me.

Believe it or not, I feel a lot like your mother.

I like you better than her. She doesn't love me anyway.

Sweetie, she loves you with all her heart.

She's just really mixed up right now.

I was about to tell anyone.

I took something that didn't belong to me.

They found the car up at Kramer Lake. What about Sean?

Nothing yet.

They want you up there.

In case... Well, they think it might help.

Is it better now that you've told someone?

John, what your mother did was wrong.

But she wanted so much to help you, she just lost her way.

Lost her way?

Well, you know...

How sometimes you forget which road leads home.

That's kind of what happened to your mom.

She found herself in a dark place, and she couldn't find her way back.

And then finally, someone showed her where she'd made a wrong turn.

Sort of lit her a path.

Is this some weird way of telling me she knows it's wrong to keep the money?

She knew that all along.

But she did it for you.

That's dumb.

All I wanted to do was go fishing.

You really love the outdoors, don't you?

My daddy used to take me camping. It was cool.

Well, maybe your mother would like camping if she tried it.

She thinks roughing it is as hotel as that room service.

Well,

maybe she just doesn't know that you like it so much.

How can she not know what I like?

You can't be a very good mom.

Life gets really hard sometimes.

And we wind up hurting the ones we love.

But we don't mean to.

I swear, we don't mean to.

Stay with your mother.

No, she doesn't want me.

Sean, that's not true.

I do.

I love you.

This is it, Sophie.

It's your second chance to tell the truth, set an example,

to repair the harm you did to the man who just saved your son.

And to be a good mother.

Right here, right now.

Sean is the boy you're looking for.

But it's not his fault that we kept the money. I decided to do it.

And I made him keep quiet.

I'm so sorry, sweetheart.

I thought that money was a miracle.

Like a gift from God.

And I never meant anybody to get hurt.

Especially you.

I love you, Mom.

You can take her cuffs off.

I won't be pressing charges.

Thank you.

For the boy's sake.

And mine.

Well, he's the best.

And he deserves the best.

From me.

I don't know how to thank you for saving him.

Or how to apologize for what I did. But God knows I've learned my lesson.

It's been a dream.

Mom!

John!

Help! Let me out!

It's all the shouting about.

You could hear me? Like a foghorn. The coat rack fell in front of the door.

Well, the coat rack's right where it always is.

John.

Where's your nose ring?

My nose ring?

I think your brain got shrunk in there. Anyway, we're late. Come on, you guys.

Let's go.

We're coming.

She's not deaf.

No, forgetful, maybe. Come on, Dad's waiting.

Dad? Our camping trip?

We're leaving tonight, remember?

Okay.

If it wasn't a dream, what am I doing living here?

You made it anyway, Sophie.

The honest way, playing by the rule.

After you did a few hundred hours of community service for stealing that

in the first place.

And my mother's hearing?

She didn't go deaf because she had no reason to shut you out.

So the bad news is I'm still married to that bum of a husband.

Not exactly.

Wait a minute.

This is strange.

I'm starting to remember that community service.

How can that be possible?

That's the way it worked.

You'll only have your new memories now.

The good ones you weren't.

I'll never forget you, Jones.

Yes, you will.

And everything about your first time around.

But I'll never forget you, Sophie.

Believe me.

Will you say thanks to God for me?

And that judge?

What judge?

What am I talking about?

Why am I talking to myself?

Too much steam.

Hey, it's the five.

I got a new bag. It's going to be colder than last time.

So, are you ready to catch some fish?

I already caught what I want.

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