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Don't tell me.

Psychic predicts UFO to drop Loch Ness Monster in the San Francisco Bay.

Actually, it says that there's a guy in Yugoslavia who's lived 100 years just by

eating yogurt.

I'm surprised at you, Mark. The Informer is for people who move their lips when

they read.

The American Informer is nothing but psychics and UFOs, fad diets, sex and

scandal. Everything, in fact, that makes life worth living.

And everything's set for the party tomorrow.

I got the Windsor suite for you, so there's plenty of room when your brother

comes.

Thanks, Chris.

Everyone's giving me such a wonderful send -off.

I still can't believe you're leaving.

Well, I sold my condo and the car.

I packed my life into three suitcases. I guess I must be leaving.

Aren't you going to miss the excitement of the courtroom at all? Are you

kidding?

Sunshine and Sambers for me.

Come on. I know you better than that.

Drifting around South America is not your style.

Well, they do need Americans with good business contacts down there. I do have

to admire your courage.

Walking away from a brilliant legal career and... I just need some space in

life to decide what I really want to do for the next 50 years.

Okay.

Well, here's to new beginnings in faraway places.

Here's to freedom.

Can I help you?

Oh, no. No, I'm just looking.

They sure are pretty, though.

The tags are bigger than the dresses.

Maybe you'd like the ones over here.

They're on sale.

Between you and me, who needs to pay just for some designer's label?

Excuse me, sir. Are you all right?

Just a little indigestion.

I'll hurt.

George!

I'll get the doctor. Oh, thank you.

Excuse me, Peter. There's a man with a heart attack in the boutique. I'll get

Dr. Kellan.

Just keep your eyes closed.

That's right. Just relax.

You think you're dead?

George, I was so frightened.

Are you all right, sir?

I'm fine.

I'm fine.

Miss?

Would you like some air?

No. No, thanks.

I'm sorry.

Please excuse me.

Thanks.

I'm real sorry to bug you here at work like this, Megan, but I got a crisis on

my hands.

Tina just got stung by one of those African bees in her bio class.

Oh, dear.

Sounds painful.

She can still act in your movie, can't she?

Everything got right on the nose.

She looks like W .C. Fields.

I have one week.

Shoot my movie, edit it, enter it by the festival deadline. I need an actress

yesterday.

Why don't you get somebody from the drama department?

No, no. I don't want somebody who acts like an actor. I want spontaneity,

realism.

I want you.

Me?

You're always telling me wives are the best actors of all.

But a movie?

I'd be terrified.

Garbo always felt exactly the same way just before shooting. But when those

cameras rolled... It was magic time.

You've got to help me with this, Megan, please.

I've prepared a statement for your signature, Mrs. Cabot.

Now, since your own security people caught the thief red -handed breaking

the prince's gem collection, their testimony would be quite sufficient to

convict.

That should reassure His Highness.

And this... if I'm not mistaken, is your final piece of legal business for the

St. Gregory, Barbara.

It's been a wonderful two years.

Well, we're all going to miss you.

You've done an outstanding job. Thank you.

Don't tell me you approve of this South American nonsense, Victoria.

Of course I do, Byron. I mean, if Barbara's decided... How can she decide

anything now?

You haven't been yourself lately, you know. Look, Byron, you brought me into

firm, and I'll always be grateful.

Can't you accept the fact that now I need something different?

It's that man Dunson, isn't it?

I don't know what you're talking about.

Barbara's been doing volunteer work with inmates at the state prison.

She's been helping one of them draft his appeal.

Do you think he appreciated her efforts?

The man smuggled himself in a gun and escaped.

Barbara's been depressed ever since.

It has nothing to do with it.

You could make partner within the year.

If you go through with this absurd intention... I intend to go through with

Byron, and nothing's going to stop me.

Hi. Everything okay?

Yep. I'm just a little tired.

How's that man doing?

Our doctor's looking him over right now. He seems fine. You really helped him

this morning.

I was afraid he was going to die right in my arms.

Are you sure you're okay?

Rachel, what's going on?

Oh, Roy, I was just talking, um... Peter McDermott.

I'm Rachel Sutton. This is my brother, Roy.

Hello.

Happy to meet you.

You know, I asked you not to leave the suite.

Come on.

Well, it was nice talking to you, Mr. McDermott.

Saw how he messed up Margie and Paul's place, the last film he shot there.

But this is different. I'm acting in this movie.

Honey, has it ever occurred to you that maybe Tom only wants you in his film

because nobody else will let him shoot in their home?

Dave, please, I have to help him. I don't even understand his films. They're

obscure. Well, that's because he makes movies out of his dreams.

He must hate going to sleep. And we're not going to get any sleep if we let him

shoot in our apartment.

But Tom's my friend.

I know, Meg.

But we've never made each other do something that the other didn't want to

I don't want Tom shooting in our home.

Rachel, man, you gotta be careful who you talk to.

Well, why are we staying here anyway? The doctor said only a week.

Well, you know, they need more time, you know, to find out about your gift. What

gift?

I'm so sick and tired of people... Wait, what gift?

Rachel, what do you call bringing that man back to life this morning?

I didn't do anything. He just believed in me.

Oh, the same way Mrs. Weinman believed in you when you touched her and she got

out of that wheelchair?

I'm really scared, Roy. Everybody is treating me like a freak.

You're not a freak, Rachel.

You're blessed.

You've got a God -given power to change people's lives.

You're a healer.

But he was having chest pains and difficulty breathing. When he collapsed,

everything pointed to a heart attack.

Except his EKG.

Believe me, Peter, I examined Mr. Weaver completely.

I'd say he was suffering only acute heartburn. Well, did you have a chance

drop in on the young girl? For a minute there, she looked worse than Mr. Weaver.

Well, I'm afraid her brother refused to let me up.

I suppose I can understand his being protective of her.

Why? What are you talking about?

Well, I thought I recognized her name.

Ned Wainwright at the University Medical Center has been running tests on her

for the past week.

Well, then she really has been ill. Not exactly.

Ned's always been interested in the phenomenon of faith healing.

In Stockton, she supposedly helped a blind man see.

Now, Ned asked her down here to run some tests under controlled conditions.

Well, isn't faith healing just a kind of hypnotism, the power of suggestion?

Mostly it works only with illnesses that might be psychosomatic.

I'm surprised I haven't read about Rachel in the papers.

Ned's trying to keep a hush -hush.

Her parents were killed in a car accident last year.

He doesn't want it turned into a tourist attraction.

Rachel's private life wouldn't be worth much if the papers got a hold of her

story. God help her if one of those tabloids puts her on the front page.

Hello. Could you tell me what room Barbara Fremont's in? I'm her brother.

expecting me. If you just use the house phone right over there, the operator

will be glad to help you. Oh, fine. Excuse me. Thank you.

Are you Joe Fremont?

I'm Christine Francis.

We have Barbara's friend. Hi. How are you? Very good. Thank you.

Your sister's told me all about you.

How was Chicago?

I swore a solemn oath I was going to forget Chicago for the weekend.

Well, right now I'm ready to concentrate on a nice hot bath.

There's a rare sight. A warm, sincere moment between two people.

What would you know about sincerity, Miss Falco?

I know that it's the most important thing in the world.

Whether you mean it or not.

Well, excuse me. I'm busy. Oh, come on, Peter. Buy a girl a drink. We can swap

rumors. No, thanks.

Still don't like the informer, do you?

You've never published a sentence except to destroy something.

Excuse me.

It's worthless.

They're no use at all.

What are you talking about?

Can't you see Rachel here helping folks? All I see is her touching people. Where

the hell's the story in that?

What do you expect?

You want Rachel to put on a white gown and sing hallelujah?

Well, it might at least get our money's worth.

Look, maybe this isn't such a good idea.

Look, Rachel wants to go home. She doesn't even know about us. Look, it's a

late for second thoughts now, Roy. You've already accepted $5 ,000.

You've given us exclusive rights to Rachel's story.

I just... I don't want to exploit her.

We only published the truth.

But what's the truth?

You know, maybe she really doesn't even have this... Gift of healing?

Yeah. But what if she does?

I mean, think of all those sad little people in the world, Roy, with their

grey, empty lives. Your sister's going to give them hope.

Or you a million extra newspapers sold.

Forget the informer.

What's important is your sister's gift.

You can't keep it hidden forever.

The world needs her. The world needs her love.

And the world needs the informer to tell her story.

Lying awake, not one hour of sleep for the last week, praying they wouldn't

catch you. They'll never catch me.

They'll never put me behind bars again.

I hate that.

No bullets. I told you I couldn't hurt anyone. John Dunstan never hurt anyone

his life.

John Dunson doesn't exist anymore. You're my brother now. I'm a man on the

That's all I am until we get to Mexico.

You don't have to worry. No one has ever seen my brother in San Francisco. No

one would ever think of looking for a man on the run in a luxury hotel.

You don't have to... You don't have to run anymore.

I love you.

And I've only got one week to finish my movie, and if I don't shoot this

weekend, I'm not going to get a crack at that prize money.

I believe in you, Tom. I do. But why our apartment?

Well, okay, that's my whole theory of filmmaking, Dave. Real people in their

surroundings. I want to capture Megan's essence, where she lives.

Maybe you should tell them what the movie's about.

Well, it's real intense.

Megan plays this young wife who has this...

A soul -searching, long day's journey into night with her husband.

It sounds vaguely familiar.

Come on, honey, it'll be fun.

Please.

Please.

Now, before you do anything, I just want you both to know that the informer

appreciates your cooperation.

Oh, no, no, no, we couldn't. You've been through a terribly painful experience.

Now, would you say that what happened to you was a miracle?

Well, the hotel doctor said it wasn't actually a heart attack.

But that's not what you thought.

I thought I was a dead man.

The pain started off as an ache right here, and it turned into a fire that

burned up my chest.

Until Rachel Sutton put her hands on you. The pain went away, right.

Now listen, Mr. Weaver.

Wouldn't you say that when Rachel Sutton healed you, it was a miracle?

Right.

A miracle.

What Rachel Sutton did for me was a miracle.

Why do we have to wait until Monday?

Why can't that old wolfhound fly us out of here tonight?

Because we've got to play a pilot book.

We've got Christine's party tomorrow.

And you have a date with Christine tonight?

Why, what?

I couldn't get out of it easily.

She knows you'll be alone tonight while I'm having dinner with the guys from the

firm.

Like a good friend, she volunteered to look after brother Joe.

Everything's going to be all right, isn't it?

Sure.

The hard part was getting the gun into me.

The hard part was trying to stop myself from falling in love with you.

God knows I tried to fight it.

Hello, Rachel. Come in.

Come in. It was so nice of you to come, dear.

Well, Roy said you called, and you really didn't have to.

I wanted to thank you personally, Rachel.

You saved my life.

Well, the only thing that matters, Mr. Weaver, is that you're in good health.

You did that all by yourself.

But with your help, Rachel.

This is our friend, Stella.

Well, it sure sounds as if George paid the price for the pork chops he picked

out on last night.

I still think it was a heart attack.

Art attacks don't just disappear without a trace.

Well, this one did.

I'd love to see how you made George better.

Could you show me?

What?

No, no, I couldn't do that.

Let's show Stella how we did it.

But I don't want to.

Roy? Go ahead, sweetheart. It's okay.

Well, she just put her hands on me like this.

But why?

It all sounds so crazy the way George described it. You really don't mind

showing me, do you?

Show them, Rachel.

I guess it won't be so bad if we get off work early tomorrow.

We'll be finished shooting by dinner time. No problem.

Maybe it'll be kind of fun, huh?

What's the scene about?

Oh, here they come.

Guys, I'd like you to meet Megan's co -star. This is Conrad.

Megan.

Hi, Conrad.

This is Dave.

Dave. Hi. How you doing?

Well, here we are.

Adam and Eve, Tarzan and Jane.

Actually, I was thinking more like Gable and Lombard.

You guys sound like you're going to do a love scene.

Well, sure, honey. Didn't I tell you?

So you two should start getting to know each other. Get in touch with each

other's essence.

My girlfriend says I'm the sexual equivalent to junk food.

Oh.

You know, my brother was in the trucking business.

What? The Oklahoma Moonshine Express.

Oh, we're two of a kind.

I'm small town, too.

Born in Indiana, went to school there.

I thought your sister said you both grew up on Lakeshore Drive.

Well, we did grow up there, I mean, but... Well, the

family had property in Indiana, and we spent a lot of time there.

Does your family really support her giving up everything?

We want her to be happy.

Well, so do I.

But I've been thinking about when she first started talking about leaving.

She was doing some volunteer legal work in the prison. Yeah. There was one

prisoner in particular she talked about.

The one who just escaped.

Yeah, I think Barbara mentioned him. He just had his appeal turned down.

He was convicted of armed robbery.

Well, maybe Barbara looked behind the record and saw the real man.

I got the feeling he made her see him as a victim of the legal system.

Sort of made her feel responsible for him.

Well, I wouldn't know anything about that, but Barbara did tell me a little

more about Dunson, and maybe you've got the whole thing just turned around a

little.

What do you mean?

Well, you said that he changed Barbara.

Now, maybe, maybe she changed him.

That's the girl you told me about?

Yeah, for once, I'm against freedom of the press.

Betsy. I wish you wouldn't leave the hotel. It's too dangerous.

What can happen? I'm just going to arrange for a plane.

Can't you do that by phone?

It's not exactly a flight with a movie and a cocktail.

Can you be ready to fly?

Just as I promised. Monday morning, early.

Okay. So what happens after Cuernavaca?

I've made some arrangements. I'm going to become the invisible man.

I heard about the breakout.

I understand there was a woman.

She got the gun into me.

Good old Johnny. The ladies never could resist you.

Including me.

So, is she coming along?

Well, you know me, Irene. I always travel late.

So it's just you and me and the wild blue yonder?

Yeah, just you and me.

Rachel. Look, I ought to warn you about something I just read.

You're hurt. I saw your picture. You've got to help my boy.

What? I don't know. He's ill.

You can help him. No, I can't. Please leave me alone. Look, maybe we should.

It's cancer.

You can heal him. No, I can't.

My son's dying.

I'll give you money.

You don't believe what they're saying about me, do you?

That I'm different?

If you really can help people, that's wonderful.

And if you can't, you're still a very special young woman.

See, people only know that they help themselves.

Like Uncle Bert.

Uncle Bert?

Uncle Bert has been half blind since a tractor tire blew up in his face a few

years ago.

I just had this impulse to touch his eyes.

Couldn't believe it when the violets moved.

Boy, did he let out a holler.

Thy faith hath made thee whole.

My sixth grade history teacher was a great one for the Bible.

Yeah, Daddy, too.

I just wish he and Mommy were here.

I didn't think I could go on living after they were killed.

Sometimes, I think that there's nothing but unhappiness in this world.

All those sad people.

And I wish that I could help them, but I can't.

I can't.

Come on.

Lunch is getting cold.

It's been a long time since I was able to appreciate a view like this.

Last time was the water hole on my dad's farm.

Why did you ever leave?

I wanted excitement.

It's hard to make sense of anything that's happened to me.

I know.

It feels as if we're two people on a boat in the darkest sea.

That's what running feels like.

It's not too late for you, you know.

Sounds like you want to leave me behind.

Maybe I should. It's going to get tough.

Darling, I've never been happier in my whole life.

You try and leave me, I'll come after you.

You don't understand.

Being a running animal is not like everybody else.

Darling, there's no explaining any of this.

Just remember we're in this together.

And remember we're different.

Too different.

Oh, and don't forget the party I'm giving Barbara's this afternoon. She'd

it if you'd stop by for just a few minutes.

Count on it. So she's really going to Rio?

Yes. I'd understand it a lot better if there was at least a man waiting for

I hope that doesn't mean you'd abandon the St. Gregory for a guy in Rio.

If the right guy was there.

Okay, where have you put her?

The switchboard won't tell me a thing.

I don't know what you're talking about.

Come on, Peter.

You can't keep her hidden forever.

Remember freedom of the press? The First Amendment?

Not to mention the fact that the informer's paying her bills.

Not since an hour ago.

Excuse me.

Rachel?

What's going on? Why'd they move our room?

It was horrible.

They were coming after me, and they were touching me. I know.

I heard.

I'm sorry, sweetheart. I should have been here.

I want to go home now, Roy. Home?

Home to what?

I just want things to be back the way they were.

The way they were?

Rachel, you wearing hand -me -down dresses and me always trying to pay off

bank? Rachel, if we handle you right, we could be worth millions.

We've done all right, haven't we?

I mean, you've never had... Oh, God, no!

Rachel, look, all you've got to do... You told them about me! Don't you

understand, Rachel? This could change everything for us. You've been using me,

Roy! Rachel!

Five million people read that newspaper.

You betrayed me.

You sold me to them. And I hate you. I hate you.

Cut. Megan, you're not concentrating.

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry. It's just... Dave, do you have to sit right in front of me?

I just thought I'd give you some support from the sidelines.

How can I act when you make me feel so self -conscious?

I don't know why you should feel self -conscious.

I mean, Tom's only moved our bed into the living room and got you making love

a teddy in front of half a dozen strangers.

Dave.

Okay, one more time from the top.

Rolling.

And action.

Your fire melted my ice.

doing it again me i was quiet as a mouse megan what's the matter with you you

got to get your nose out of the way and just go right for the lips conrad to

try a stroke in the back of megan's neck she likes that almost as much as

nibbling her ear okay okay yeah

dunson

is that the guy who broke out I was reading about him. I'm always interested

the way people turn out.

Dunson would probably still be growing corn in Indiana if his brother hadn't

forced him to help rob a bank when he was 15.

He never had anybody to lend him a helping hand.

Billy, did you say Indiana?

Me? I was a street kid.

This guy Dunson was a farm boy, right, Barbara?

Yes, from Indiana.

The doctors have given me less than five years before I'm confined to a bed.

Well, you've lived here a lot of years, Mr. Snow. I've never seen you give up

without a fight.

No, I don't. That's why I asked you up here.

Please.

I saw what happened in the lobby.

They say that girl's a healer.

She's a confused kid who wants to go home and lead a normal life.

She can't help you.

I want you to offer her $50 ,000 to use that power on my behalf.

You can't buy her, Mr. Snow.

Peter, the only way I'm going to have any kind of a decent life is by a

I'll give this girl everything I own if she can help me.

But she can't help you. She doesn't even believe she has any kind of power.

Peter, if our friendship means anything to you, ask her to see me, please.

Don't ask me to do this.

The girl's been hurt too much already.

Look, I understand.

You want to keep people like me away from her, protect her. But isn't it

that you ask her?

Then for me to go banging on her door, and I will, Peter, I will.

I don't understand what you're doing.

This is illegal.

He's a criminal you met in jail.

And fell in love.

Barbara, for God's sake.

You can't just sprinkle him with dreams and expect to live happily ever after.

I don't expect anything.

We don't always choose the people we fall in love with, Christine. Sometimes

just happens. He's making you give up everything you care about.

He's not making me give up anything.

I love him. He's a part of me now.

What are you going to do, Christine? Call the police?

Loud, no cut. Megan, if you'd just relax.

Conrad, maybe you should try using some of my cologne.

Megan really loves that stuff.

David, your suggestions are driving me crazy.

I'm nervous enough already.

Hey, Tom, it's 7 o 'clock. You promised you'd be done with me. Okay, we'll try

again tomorrow night.

Not when my flight's tonight.

What flight?

To my sister's wedding tomorrow in Cincinnati. I told you, Tom.

We'll never finish tonight.

It's all my fault. If I hadn't screwed up... You mean if I hadn't screwed you

up.

Okay, coming.

Oh.

Hiya. Barbara's not back yet. She's still saying her goodbyes.

There's only one goodbye I wish she'd make.

To John Dunson.

You gonna turn me in? I can't let you destroy my friend.

Can't call the cops either, can you? They'd arrest her too.

Wouldn't they?

If you don't leave here now, alone, I may risk that.

Let me tell you something, Christine.

Right up to this moment, I was ready to do exactly what she wanted me to do,

leave her behind.

But now, I can't. Why?

Barbara's facing prison because of what she's done for me.

She still thinks I'm worth loving.

She's helped me.

I've changed.

And if she stays with me, maybe we can make something good together.

I should have known we wouldn't give up so easily.

Go on, Chris. Dean, call the police if you have to.

Wherever we go.

South America or prison.

John and I are in this together.

Tell me where it hurts.

My arms.

My legs.

Right here?

Yeah.

Right here?

Yes.

Okay, lie back.

Easy. Easy.

Rachel? Rachel? What

happened to her?

Oh, God.

She's not breathing.

Hi, Christine.

Here's the guest list for the banker's dinner.

The what?

Oh, yeah, thanks.

Something wrong?

Mark, what if you had a friend you cared about very much and

she was in love with a man you were afraid was bad for her?

Maybe, maybe even wanted by the police.

Are we talking hypothetical here?

Well, the law says you have to turn the guy in. Yeah, well, then the friend

would get hurt.

The law would put her in jail.

I'm getting a little confused here, Christine. Is there something more you

to tell me about this?

I can't.

You know, it's too bad they could never make a law protecting friends from

hurting themselves.

She'll be fine. She just needs some rest. Thank God. What happened to her,

It was almost as if she took the illness into herself.

I don't know.

Maybe she thought she did.

How I wanted to believe in her.

I could almost feel her strength seeping into me, freeing me.

I'm sorry.

She's the one I feel sorry for.

Failing with me is going to make her feel more confused than ever.

At least the newspapers don't know about this.

They'd have a field day exposing her as a fake.

They would, wouldn't they?

Poor Mr. Snow.

Just for a second there, right before I blacked out, I really felt like I was

helping him.

It doesn't matter anymore, because we're going to go home now.

You hurt me, Roy.

Rachel, I know I shouldn't have ever used you like this.

You were supposed to take care of me.

Would you just forgive me?

Please? I don't know what I'd do if you don't forgive me.

I think I'll take a walk.

Why? We're leaving soon.

Yeah, I...

I

want to take one last look at my own country.

You'll take the last look for me, too?

Good morning.

Taxi!

Joe!

If Barbara goes with you, she'll never have anything but trouble.

What makes you so damn sure about everything?

I'm not.

But what if love isn't enough?

What are you going to live on?

How soon will it be before you're thinking of robbing a bank or something?

through with all that. Barbara's made a different man of me. If the going gets

tough... What?

You'll send her back here?

She'll never be able to come home again.

Why can't you just understand that being with Barbara is like a dream come true,

a dream I've had all my life. Don't you see, Joe?

You just said it.

It's just a dream.

Well, Peter, to what do I owe this unexpected invitation to breakfast?

I thought you might appreciate some information about Rachel Sutton. What

you talking about?

Well, if there's one thing the public likes better than a winner, it's a

idol.

All those people who believe in Rachel.

Yet she failed to heal Garrison Snow.

Fallen idol.

See, the trouble with that angle, I get one big story and then she's yesterday's

news. She's yesterday's news today.

Just a matter of who tells the public.

You don't fool me, Peter. You just want me to lay off.

I do.

But I'll trade you.

I'll set up an interview with Garrison Snow.

You'll get all the gory details.

One last story.

The rise and fall of a healer.

Rachel isn't going to like it.

It'll hurt her for a while.

But then she'll be free.

It is a hell of a story.

Remember, you were so handsome in that gray suit with the red rose that

me of blood.

Your fire melted my ice when you kissed me.

And cut.

Wonderful.

I got it right in one take. Gave my words a whole extra dimension.

Thank my co -star for that.

Scratch a lawyer, find an actor.

You mean a star.

You only saved my movie, Dave.

Okay, everybody, we ready for the kiss?

Rolling.

And action.

Cut. Fantastic.

I don't understand.

Wasn't that our plane?

It wouldn't work.

You don't know what we'd have to look forward to if we went away together.

John, I love you.

There's nothing, not my family, not my work, nothing that means as much to me

you do. That's why you can't stay with me.

Look, if you leave without me, I will follow you.

You're the one who's leaving.

You're going back to the hotel.

What's happening?

This isn't what you want.

It's exactly what he wants, Barbara.

He asked me to be here.

He called the police a few minutes ago.

John, what have you done?

The only thing I could do to keep you from throwing your life away.

But I don't understand.

Why?

You're stubborn, Barbara.

If I took off, you'd come after me.

We've got to get out of here.

Barbara, you listen to me. You are still in a lot of trouble.

But if I tell him that you convinced me to give myself up, you can beat this

thing. Come away clean.

But what about us? You still believe in dreams.

I don't.

I almost did.

I came so close. Now get out of here now.

Go with Christine.

No, I'm not going anywhere without you. Even if these were our last moments

together, even if we were sent to prison, we'll always belong to one

I'll wait.

Staying here, Christine, we're seeing this through together.

They'll have to expect one last thrashing from the informer.

They'll hit you hard, call you fake, and they'll go on to the next big story and

leave you alone.

I'm not scared.

We're going home.

Oh, I'm sorry.

I'm afraid San Francisco's a little chilly for him.

It's beautiful.

Could I hold him for a minute?

Sure.

Oh, come on.

Everything's going to be okay now.

That's amazing. He's been crying for the last hour.

Well, he'll be fine now.

It's a little miracle.

It's no miracle.

He did it all by himself.