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[ whistling ]

[ can opener whirring ]

Narrator: Hi. My name is Nick.

Narrator: To my right is the train wreck, my oldest and best friend, Dylan.

Dylan: Hey, knock it off!

[ sugar cubes hitting counter ]

Narrator: We were just kids when we heard the legend of Old Lady Wright's diamond.

Narrator: Old Lady Wright had gone to my church since before anyone could remember.

Narrator: For every building addition, cultural fad, and earth-shaking world event,

Narrator: she hallelujahed her way through it all; first row, third chair, left side.

Narrator: She loved Jesus, and would tell you every chance she could.

Narrator: Then one Sunday, she wasn't there anymore.

Narrator: Apparently there had been an incident involving a can of peaches.

Narrator: You see, Old Lady Wright was THE Wright of Mother Wright Canned Foods,

Narrator: the biggest canned foods company in, well, anywhere.

Narrator: But this is where the story gets interesting.

Mr. Jacobs: The biggest diamond in the world!

Narrator: Now, according to Mr. Jacobs,

Narrator: Old Lady Wright wanted the baptismal built so she could hide the diamond in it

Narrator: for when Jesus returned. You know, for all the good things he'd done. Or something.

Narrator: So the real gift, Mr. Jacobs said, wasn't the baptismal,

Narrator: it was was hidden deep inside the cement; Old Lady Wright's huge diamond.

Narrator: And over and over again, he made my dad swear he wouldn't tell ANYONE.

Narrator: As Mr. Jacobs and my dad argued,

Narrator: Dylan and I daydreamed childlike dreams

Narrator: about a diamond buried deep under the baptismal.

Narrator: And as we looked around and saw that nearly everything we ate came in Mother Wright cans,

Narrator: it hit us like a block of concrete: Someday we were going to find that diamond.

[ ocean roaring ]

[ Rock Music ]

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Dylan: Niña!

Dylan: Goal! Ha ha ha!

Dylan and Kids: Aaaaaaaaaah Niña!

Dylan: Adios, amigos.

[ keypad beeping]

[ error sound ]

Dylan: What!?

Dylan: It can't be all gone.

[ foot tapping ]

[ paper rustling ]

Loan officer: Nick, I'm sorry, I've checked with my manager,

Loan Officer: and we are calling the loans. It's nothing personal.

Nick:[ angry ] How can that not be personal? You'll bankrupt me!

Loan Officer: Look, Nick, if there was anything I could do...

Nick: You're kidding, right? The value WILL rebound.

Loan Officer: I'm sorry.

Nick: I just need time!

Loan Officer: Nick, I'm sorry. My hands are tied.

Nick: Yeah, around my neck.

[ sad, tense music ]

[ computer mouse clicks ]

[ typing ]

[ computer mouse clicks ]

[ typing ]

[ music intensifies ]

[ typing ]

Dylan: [ sighs ]

Dylan: Go away, Old Lady Wright.

Dylan: Nick! No way!

Nick: Hey, can you see me?

Dylan: Nick, is that you?

Dylan: Where in the world have you been?

Nick: Where have I been? Where have you NOT been?

Nick: Look at these photos, man. They're amazing!

Dylan: I did alright with a a gaming start-up and some stock options.

Dylan: Decided it was more fun spending it than making it.

Dylan: Been traveling ever since.

Nick: Amazing. What is this place?

Dylan: Lots of places. I'm in Puerto Rico now.

Dylan: What about you?

Dylan: Who's that girl you used to be with?

Dylan: What was her name?

Nick: Kelly.

Dylan: Yeah, Kelly. Whatever happened to her?

Nick: We got married.

Nick: She... she died. Cancer. It was ugly.

Nick: I'd rather not talk about it.

Dylan: I'm sorry, Nick. Really.

[ awkward silence ]

Nick: Hey, do you remember that crazy diamond story?

Dylan: How could I forget? A diamond as big as your fist.

Dylan: As a matter of fact, I was just thinking about it.

Nick: Do you remember how we always said we'd dig it up?

Dylan: Dude, that thing can't be real, can it?

Nick: Oh, it's real. Check this link out.

Dylan: That was Old Lady Wright's diamond?

Nick: Yep. Keep reading.

Dylan: That just blows the mind. What happened to it?

Nick: Dylan, she died in 1975, and it hasn't been seen since.

Dylan: What are you saying?

Nick: Come on, man. Isn't that kind of a big co-incidence?

Nick: Her dying, and the diamond just disappearing?

Dylan: [ laughing ]

Dylan: I'll get a flight to Seattle tomorrow. You'll pick me up at the airport?

Nick: I'll pick you up at the airport.

Dylan: [ chuckles ]

[ clock ticking ]

[ airplane engine ]

Nick: It's good to see you again, man.

Nick: Look at you, it's like a blast from the past.

Dylan: Yeah, we had some crazy times.

Dylan: Do you remember super ramp?

Nick: You got banged up pretty good in that, right?

Dylan: Yeah, remind me to wear a helmet next time.

Nick: So what about that diamond story?

Dylan: Do you really think it's true?

Nick: Well, Mr. Jacobs sure thought it was true.

Dylan: Yeah, but wasn't Mr. Jacobs, you know, a little nuts?

Nick: Doesn't mean it's not true.

Dylan: Is he still alive?

Nick: Oh yeah, he's alive and well.

NIck: He still has a conspiracy theory about everything and everybody.

Nick: Look, no one knows what happened to that diamond.

Nick: You and I have literally the only clue.

Dylan: [ sighs ]

Nick: We'd be nuts not to go for it.

Dylan: Well, I've never been one to stand in the way of progress,

Dylan: especially when it concerns me and money.

Dylan: I'm in.

Nick: Alright then.

Nick: Here's the way I see it;

Nick: The holiday season is the perfect time to blend in at the church.

Dylan: But aren't there going to be people everywhere?

Nick: That's why I volunteered us to be the church maintenance engineers.

Nick: No one will notice us hanging around.

Dylan: Don't you mean janitors?

Nick: Maintenance engineers, Dylan.

Nick: Maintenance engineers.

Nick: Small popcorn, no butter.

Dylan: Big popcorn, butter.

[ popcorn crunching ]

Nick: [ whispering ] Look, there's something we need to talk about.

Dylan: What?

Nick: You'll have to say you're a Christian.

Dylan: I'm not.

Nick: I know. That's why I said you'll have to say you are one.

Nick: You'll have to say you've been one your whole life.

Dylan: Why?

Nick: Because, if you don't, everyone will try to save you.

Dylan: Save me from what?

Nick: [ a little louder ] From Hell, of course.

Movie goer: Shhh.

Nick: From yourself.

Nick: You know, all the stupid stuff you do.

Dylan: [ loudly ] Now wait a minute!

Moviegoers: "SHHH!

Nick: All of us do stupid things. It's not the point.

Dylan: [ whispering again ] Ok, fine. I'll get saved.

Dylan: Learn the secret handshakes and all that.

Dylan: What else do I have to do, sacrifice a chicken?

Nick: [ loudly ] NO!

Movie goers: Shhh!

Nick: [ whispering again ] No!

Nick: Ok, look. You're going to have to understand a few things

Nick: if we're going to pull this off.

Dylan: Like what?

Nick: First, you're going to have to remember that Jesus is God.

Dylan: Got it. Jesus is God.

Nick: Next: God is three persons,

Nick: God the Father, God the Holy Spirit,

Nick: and God the Son, who is Jesus, of course.

Nick: You got that?

Dylan: Got it. Three gods.

Nick: No. There's only one God. Just please try to pay attention.

Nick: Three persons, but only one God. This is really important.

Dylan: Ok, I got it. God the Father, God the Son,

Dylan: and God the Holy Spirit are the same person.

Nick: [ irritated ] No! You're not even trying.

Dylan: I am too. This does not make sense.

Nick: You are not trying.

Dylan: I am too.

Nick: Are not!

Dylan: Am too!

Nick: Right, look.

Nick: [ muttering ] They teach this stuff in kid's Sunday School, for crying out loud.

Nick: [ exasperated sigh ]

Nick: Repeat after me, alright? Trinity.

Dylan: Fine. Trinity.

Nick: [ pleased ] Ok. You got it.

Dylan: Got what?

Nick: Then there's Micah, Nahum, Habakkuk...

Nick: or HabBAkkuk, how ever you say it...

Nick: Ok, one more thing, if anyone asks you anything you don't know,

Nick: you answer just Jesus. Just say Jesus.

Nick: You got that? Jesus?"

Dylan: [ incredulous ] Say what?

Nick: The virgin birth of Christ.

Nick: You know, Mary? Hail Mary? The Madonna?

Dylan: I guarantee she's not a virgin.

Nick: No, not that Madonna.

Nick: Mary, the mother of Jesus.

Nick: She was a virgin when she gave birth to Christ.

Dylan: [ sighs ]

Dylan: Somebody needs to go back to biology class.

Dylan: [ laughing ]

[ clock ticking ]

[ Mexican bullfighter music ]

Nick: Wow, if it isn't my old friend, Barney.

Church Member: It looks like Nick is back.

Dylan: don't think he wants you to go in there.

Nick: Relax. Ancient ritual, from biblical times, I think.

[ bell tolls ]

Roger: Hey dude, is that you? Nick: Hey, Roger!

Dylan: Dude, I'm the only suit here!

Nick [ voice over ]: Alright, so maybe there's a few things I forgot to tell Dylan.

Nick [ voice over ]: The hug protocol. There's the Handshake to Shoulder Bump.

Nick:[ voice over ] Men only, backpack optional. And don't look him in the eye.

Nick: [ voice over ] There's the Side-Hug, Cross-Gender approved. Look interested, keep it cordial.

Nick [ to Dylan ]: You gotta commit to the hug, man. If you don't commit, they'll know. Hey Gary!

Nick [ voice over ]: There's the more complicated Cross-Gender Front Embrace.

Nick [ voice over ]: Single arm, no more than two seconds, 3-6 inches below the shoulders.

Nick [ voice over ]: When face-to-face, leave some space. Get out before the two-second mark.

Nick: Dylan's a Christian brother. Been a Christian his whole life.

Church member: Nick! Praise God!

Nick [ voice over ]: Another thing: the meaning of words.

Nick [ voice over ]: Words have different meanings. The phrase, "Praise God,"

Church member: Hey Nick, praise God.

Nick [ voice over ]: It just means "Hi."

Nick [ voice over ]: "Amen" means "yes."

Nick [ voice over ]: "Pray for me" means "I'm having a bad day."

Nick [ voice over ]: "I'm under attack" means "I'm having a REALLY bad day."

Nick [ voice over ]: And watch out for phrases like, "Pray for Suzanne."

Nick [ voice over ]: It really means, "I've got some juicy news about Suzanne."

Nick [ voice over ]: If you hear it, run.

Nick [ voice over ]: Then there's the Manly Men.

Nick [ voice over ]: They get stuff done around the church.

Dylan: Praise God!

Nick [ voice over ]: Nice guys. But don't hug them.

Nick [ voice over ]: Oh yeah, Prayer Warriors.

Prayer Warrior: Thank you, Lord! Nicky has finally come home!

Nick: Hi, Mary.

Nick [ voice over ]: All bets are off with the prayer warriors.

Nick: It's so good to see you.

Nick [ voice over ]: You pretty much just have to flow with it. Just try to relax.

Nick: Mary, this is my friend, Dylan.

Mary: Dylan! Welcome, welcome! I'm so glad you're here!

Dylan: Me, too.

Mary: You know, Jesus loves you.

Dylan: Jesus loves you, too.

Mary: Well, I know that.

Nick: Dylan is a long-time Christian friend of mine.

Nick [ voice over ]: And never, EVER tell them you're having a problem. You'll never escape.

Dylan: Who was that?

Nick: That's immaculate Mary.

Dylan: Did you just say "Immaculate Mary?"

Nick [ voice over ]: And we made it.

[ trumpet music ]

[ crowd talking ]

Nick: Ok, pay attention.

Nick: The dunk tank is underneath the drums.

Dylan: The what?

Nick: The baptism tank. Why we're here. It's where the diamond is.

Nick: They bored down through the center of the stage, into the crawlspace under the building,

Nick: poured cement, and set the baptistry on it.

Nick: When they're not using it, they drain it, and put a platform over it.

Nick: Voila. The drum pit leads a double life.

Nick: We can get at it through a side door downstairs in the storeroom.

Dylan: Drummer's pretty good.

Nick: That's Flameout. He used to play for Gigley's Sister.

Dylan: Really? Why do you call him Flameout?

Nick: He lost a lot of brain cells in those days.

Dylan: That's not very nice.

Nick: He'll be the first to tell you. He believes God is healing his brain.

Nick: Those are the Geeks. They love buttons.

Dylan: Aw, no button for Flameout.

Nick: Yeah, see. You're getting this. You'll be fitting in in no time.

Nick: Hey, Jenny!

Jenny: Nick, it's so good to have you here.

Man on stage: Welcome to church, everybody. So glad to have you here this morning.

Man on stage: I know we all just sat down, but let's stand again and sing a hymn together.

♪ All creatures of our God and g Lift up your voice and with us sing...♪

Pastor: I'll be reading today from John 17.

Pastor: "Father, I pray that all of them will be one, just as You are in Me, and I am in You."

Dylan: Hey, what's the page number?

Girl: I have no idea.

Worship Leader: Yes, Lord. Now be with us as we go today, in Jesus' name, amen. Be blessed!

[ crowd murmer ]

Pastor: Welcome to worship workout.

Pastor: [ chuckling ] Hugh.

Dylan: Dylan.

Hugh: Actually, it's a wonder anyone could keep it all straight.

Dylan: [ laughs ]

Hugh: Come on. I'll introduce you.

Dylan: Okay.

Hugh: Malea, this is my new friend, Dylan.

Malea: Hi.

Hugh: Dylan, Malea

Dylan: Hi. Been a Christian my whole life.

Dylan: Nick and I are friends.

Malea: Nice suit.

Malea: I saw you come in.

Dylan: Yeah?

Nick: Excuse me. Coffee time.

Dylan: What are you doing? You're going to blow my cover.

Nick: What?

Nick: Come on. Big church tradition; God first, then your neighbor.

Nick: OK, this place will be ours tomorrow morning, empty.

Nick: Before we show up, though, we'll have to go get some tools.

Dylan: No more hugging. Just digging for treasure, right?

Malea: Don't forget our address.

Dylan: Coffee and chicks. Suddenly this strange planet seems more promising.

Nick: Come on. Let's go.

Nick: Everything's perfect. We find the diamond, we repair the baptism tank,

Nick: no one knows we were ever there.

Dylan: I need this photo on my Lots of Faces page.

Nick: No one needs the baptism tank until...

Dylan: Hey, that's mine!

Nick [ groans ]: Christmas Eve Baptism!

Dylan: The what?

Nick: Every Christmas Eve they baptize people. It's like their Christmas gift to Jesus.

Dylan: Christmas gift to Jesus? Can I get that in Earth-talk?

Nick: That only gives us one month to dig everything out, and restore it. Only one month!

Dylan: Earth-talk, please.

Nick: We're going to be digging under the foundation of a tank

NIck: that they're going to fill with water in only one short month.

Nick: If we haven't put back all the dirt and repaired the cement by then, it will collapse.

Dylan: Whoosh?

Nick: And splat. Time to shove it into high-gear.

[ rock music ]

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Nick: Everything's perfect.

Nick: So, have you thought about what you're going to do with your half?

Dylan: Going back to Puerto Rico, for starters. But I do have two words: Flying lessons.

Nick: Flying lessons?

Dylan: Buy my own jet. Take us where we want to go.

Nick: Not a bad nut to...

[ children chattering ]

Bruce: What are you doing with that shovel?

Nick: Shovel? This is a leverage manipulation device.

Leonard: It's a Kodiak long-handled shovel with a round, serrated blade,

Leonard: on a 48-inch, oak handle contractor grid. My uncle has one.

Nick: What are you kids doing here?

Bruce: We're not supposed to talk to strangers.

Dylan: Relax kid, everything's cool.

Bruce: Inappropriate touch! Inappropriate touch!

Bruce: A man is touching me!

Malea: [ sighs ]

Malea: [surprised ] Hi, Nick, Dylan. What are you guys doing here?

Nick: What are all these kids doing here?

Dylan: We're the new maintenance engineers.

Malea: There was a terrible flood at City Mission. It destroyed everything.

Malea: The church was nice enough to let us use these classrooms.

Nick: Oh, really. For how long?

Malea: Great question. At least a month?

[ children laughing ]

Malea: We're still trying to come up with enough money to fix everything.

Malea: What do you think of my kids?"

Nick [ laughs awkwardly ]

Malea: Ok guys. Let's get the next class started, and we will keep our hands to ourselves.

Dylan: They're not supposed to be here. You said this place was empty.

Nick: I swear, it's like every kid in the city's here.

Nick: Don't worry, this will still work.

Nick: There's a separate door here to keep our digging private, so everything's ok.

Nick: Give me a hand with this stuff.

Dylan: Are you sure no one comes in here?

Nick: Oh yeah. Almost never.

Nick: This is just where they put stuff they don't have another place for.

Dylan: If you say so.

Dylan: Check it out. It's like she's watching us.

Nick: That is disturbing. Thank you.

Nick: Stop messing around, alright?

Dylan: She'll be our mascot.

Nick: Ok, helmet.

Nick: Shovel.

Nick: You ready? Dylan: No.

Nick: Alright.

[ door creaks ]

Dylan: [ coughs ]

Nick: Wow.

Dylan: Wow.

Dylan: How long did you say we had?

Nick: Not long enough.

Dylan: Can we use dynamite?

Nick: Sure.

Dylan: [ with loathing ] I hate crawl spaces.

[ water dripping, creepy music ]

Nick: Well, let's crawl down there and check it out.

Nick: Let me get it. Here.

Nick: You alright?

Dylan: Yeah.

Nick: Ok. Let's do that again.

Dylan: [ grunting and groaning ]

Nick: Go ahead and clear out all those spiderwebs, if you can.

Dylan: Alright, alright.

Nick: [ grunts ]

Nick: Ok. We need to do some re-arranging around here.

Nick: We've got to find the engineering plans to the building.

Dylan: Ah, good idea. I'll check my pockets, you check yours.

Nick: Barney was the engineer.

Nick: There's a small group at his house. Tomorrow night, I think.

Nick: He might have a set of plans there.

Dylan: A small group of what?

Nick: Don't freak. It's just a casual get-together.

Dylan: Why am I nervous?

Nick: Hey, it'll be their Thanksgiving meal.

Nick: Oh yeah. You'll love it.

[ clock ticking ]

Nick: You keep everyone busy, I slip into the office and grab the plans.

Dylan: Got it. But isn't this the Barney you blow past at church every week?

Nick: Yeah, it is. Alright. So relax. Have fun with it. Be yourself.

Dylan: Why am I still nervous?

[ doorbell ]

Nick: Actually, don't be yourself.

Barney: Happy Thanksgiving!

Nick: Hey, Barney! You remember my friend, Dylan.

Barney: Welcome home, buddy.

Barney:hanks, Barney. It's good/ Come on. Food's on. Let's go!

[ people talking ]

Malea: Hi, guys!

Dylan: I know.

[ harp music ]

[ conversating, dishes clinking ]

[ laughter ]

Malea: Oh, remember the Easter pageant of 2005?

[ laughter, groans ] All: Yes!

Woman: Oh my gosh, when we messed up the spears?

Man: Who was that?

Woman 2: There was Flameout, hanging on the cross, and who was it that stuck him?

Jakes: Hey, it wasn't my fault!

Jakes:How was I supposed to know that Mr. Jacobs gave me the wrong spear?

Dylan: So what happened?

Malea: Well, studly Roman Guard here shoves a real spear into Flameout's side.

Man: Flameout's a brand new believer. Fresh off a concert tour.

Jakes: He really wanted the role of Jesus on the cross. Meant a lot to him.

Malea: So when he gets jabbed,

Malea: he says what any rock star on a cross would say when he gets stabbed with a spear.

Jakes: Oh, he screamed it!

Malea: He simply said who he wa Dylan: He didn't!

Woman 2: Right there, in front of a packed room of people, standing room only.

Malea: He screams out, "Blankity-blank! That hurts!" [ laughter ]

Dylan: And the whole church thought that was funny?

Malea: On no. On the contrary. You could have heard a pin drop.

Man: No one knew what to do.

Barney: It was a disaster!

Woman 2: Oh, It was perfect! [ laughter ]

Dylan: So, what happened?

Malea: Well, Nick's wife, Kelly, finally broke the ice.

Dylan: How?

Hugh: He wasn't hurt or anything. He wasn't bleeding.

Hugh: We were just sitting there, stunned, and Kelly started laughing.

Malea: In seconds, the roof nearly came down. Everyone just broke up.

Jakes: Poor Flameout. It was a while before anybody remembered he was still up there.

Dylan: And it didn't ruin everything?

Malea: You're kidding! It's our treasure.

Hugh: Yeah. It's a perfect picture of who we are.

Hugh: A family.

All: [ murmering assent ] Hear, hear.

[ glasses clinking ]

Hugh: Are you ok?

Nick: Sure. I just ate too much. That's all.

Hugh: I think this is your opportunity.

Hugh: Shall we retire to the living room?

Nick: Ok, now.

[ tense music ]

Dylan: [ in distance ] Hey! Anybody ever been to Puerto Rico?

[ door creaks ]

[ laughter, conversation ]

[ frustrated sigh ]

[ door opens ]

Barney:[ from outside ] No, not that one. It's further down the hall.

[ door closes ]

Nick: Yesssss!

[ kisses paper roll ]

Nick: According to the plans, this slab is three feet deep.

Nick: We'll have to dig a trench from the door just to get at it.

Dylan: This thing makes scrubbing the toilets look fun.

Nick: [ laughes ]

[ upbeat music ]

[ ♪ ]

Nick: You're doing great, Dylan.

[ ♪ ]

Nick: We'll be in and out of here in less than a month.

[ ♪ ]

[ children chattering ]

Nick: Hey.

Dylan: Are you sure this is a good idea?

Nick: Of course, I'm sure. Barney over-engineeres everything.

Nick: What are we going to do, tunnel around it?

[ building creaking and groaning ]

Dylan:[ panting ] Alright. Break time.

[ guitar music ]

[ ♪ ]

Dylan: Hey, Nick. Nick: What's up?

Dylan: You haven't been honoring the mascot.

[ kisses finger ]

Nick: Oh, give me a break.

Dylan: Blow the old lady a kiss. You've got to do it every time you come in here.

Nick: Oh, ok. Like that.

♪ Lately I've been thinking about you ♪

♪ Lately You've been on my mind ♪

♪ Lately I've been thinking about you ♪

Dylan: Hey, what's up, buddy?

Dylan: Someone coming to get you?

Bruce: [ gloomily ] My neighbors.

Dylan: Yeah?

Dylan: See you tomorrow, man.

Malea: Ok, everyone repeat after me: They hurried to the village...

Children: They hurried to the village...

♪ Lately You've been on my mind ♪

Dylan: Waiting for your neighbor again?

♪ And I wouldn't mind if you were thinking about me too ♪

Dylan: Have a good day, buddy.

♪ maybe you're thinking about me too ♪

[ monkey sounds ]

[ laughter, everyone making monkey sounds ]

[ music fades ]

Hugh: Dylan, could you come here for a moment?

Dylan: Hi, Hugh. Sorry, I didn't notice.

Hugh: You'll have to slow down, Dylan. You're moving too fast.

Tiny girl: Don't be afraid. I bring great... joy in the baby in a manger...

Malea: Ok, that's better. We're making progress.

Malea: Let's try it again together from the beginning.

Bruce: Leonard's such a Momma's boy. He's a real nerd.

Other boy: Yeah, he's a real nerd.

Malea: Bruce! What have we talked about? Is it right to call Leonard names?

Boys No.

Bruce: I bet Leonard can't even make his own sandwich.

Boys: [ chanting ] Loser! Loser! Loser! Loser!

Dylan: Hi.

Makea: Hi. I'm kind of busy right now.

Dylan: So I noticed.

Dylan: Hey Leonard, you want to help me with something?

Dylan: What are the lines of the shepherds?

Leonard: Here we are in the fields, this cold winter night, guarding our flocks of sheep.

Dylan: And what are the lines of the angels?

Leonard: Don't be afraid. I bring you good news that will bring great joy to all people.

Leonard: The Savior! Yes, the Messiah! The Lord has been born today in Bethlehem, the city of David.

Leonard: And you will recognize Him by this sign

:Leonard: you will find a baby wrapped snugly in strips of cloth, lying in a manger.

Dylan: I know all you guys don't have to remember the lines after that.

Dylan: But I heard Malea read them to you once. Can you say those?

Leonard: They hurried to the village and found Mary and Joseph,

Leonard: and there was the baby lying in the manger.

Leonard: After seeing him, the shepherds told everyone what had happened

Leonard: and what the angel had said to them about this child.

Leonard: All who heard the shepherd's story were astonished.

Leonard: But Mary kept all these things in her heart, and thought about them often.

Leonard: The shepherds went back to their flocks, glorifying and praising God

Leonard: for all they had heard and seen. It was just as the angel had told them.

Dylan: Now Leonard, will you help everybody else with their lines?

Little Girl: Help me, Leonard.

Dylan: What do you think, Leonard?

Children: Help me! Help me!

Leonard: I will help.

Dylan: Alright. And don't forget your friend Bruce here, either. He's a smart kid.

Dylan: Help him first, and then he can help others. Shake hands.

[ traffic sounds ]

Nick: Ooh. Looks like Barney brought his A-game today.

Dylan: This might get ugly. Can't you go to Hell for this?

Nick: [switching on radio ] Talk to me.

Dylan:[ yelling ] What? I can't even hear you.

Nick: And laugh every once in a while.

Dylan: What?

[ whistle blowing ]

Nick: Perfect.

Worship leader: [ singing ] ♪ We lift the name of Jesus, we lift the name of Jesus high ♪

Flameout: Please heal my brain, Jesus. Please heal my brain.

[ rumbling ]

[ tense music ]

[ grunting, panting ]

Dylan: This one comes down, I'm blaming you.

[ creaking ]

[ symbols ring ]

Nick: Alright.

Nick: Come on. Now look, we'll be more efficient this way. Just leave them.

Dylan: You're lucky, man.

Nick: Me? How's that?

Dylan: You've got some great friends here.

Nick: Dude, you're the guy with all the friends.

Dylan: What friends?

Nick: Um, maybe all the ones on your Lots of Faces site? I've seen your online profile.

Nick: In every picture you're surrounded by a ton of people.

Nick: Over a thousand are listed as your friends.

Dylan: No, they're not really my friends. Well, they are, but they're not.

Dylan: If I face something big, there's not one I could call.

Dylan: Not one as close as everyone here is with you.

Nick: Well, that's different.

Dylan: How? Nick: I don't know. It just is.

Dylan: You have issues, man.

Nick: Let's just get to work.

[ shovel scraping ]

[ grunting ]

Nick: Hey, we're at the foundation.

Dylan: Finally.

[ crickets ]

[ hammering on chisel ]

Nick: Let me know when you're tired.

[ building creaking ]

[ rumbling ]

Dylan: Where are you going?

Nick: To the kitchen!

Dylan: Don't leave me!

Dylan: What are we doing?

Nick: Quick, give me a hand with this!

Dylan: We almost died back there!

Nick: I know, I know! Just shut up and help!

Nick: Get those over there!

Nick: That's good! Go, go go!

Dylan: Think this is going to work?

Nick: Oh yeah. That's safe.

Dylan: Not exactly up to code.

Dylan: Old Lady Wright, she's looking at us.

Nick: Hey Julie. You called?

Julie: Nick, Dylan... yes. The strangest thing happened last night.

Julie: Someone took all our cans of food.

Nick: You're kidding, right? How serious can cans of food be?

Julie: Well, our inner-city ministry fed a lot of people from those cans.

Dylan: Inner-city ministry?

Julie: Yes. We feed hundreds of people each week. Didn't you know?

Jakes: If you guys see anything unusual, let me know right away.

Nick: Ok.

Jakes: Maybe I'll start making rounds here at night.

Nick: [ alarmed ] NO!

Nick: [ nervous laugh] No. There's no reason to do that. We'll keep an eye on it, right Dylan?

Dylan: Yeah, we could even stay here the next few nights

Dylan: to make sure it doesn't happen again. Right, Nick?

Julie: I'm sure that won't be necessary.

Jakes: Just keep me posted. I could have some of the guys from the station add it to their rounds.

Nick: Dylan and I, we'll stay on top of it. I'm sure those cans will show up again.

Nick: Besides, who would steal from a church, right? [awkward laugh ]

Nick: Let's movie it. We've got to finish those toilets and replace those cans.

Dylan: Jakes is a cop?

Dylan: Cops go to church?

[ tires squealing ]

Dylan: Hey, it's Julie!

Nick: Get in, get in!

Dylan: Ow! Jerk!

Nick: Cover the cans! Cover the cans!

Dylan: Ok! I'm on it!

Nick: Hey, Julie.

Julie: Noticed your entrance show. Are you boys in a hurry to get to work?

Nick: He likes the back.

Nick: Spacious.

Dylan: I gotta go. I'm late.

Nick: What's going on?

Dylan: I need the keys, dude. I need the keys!

Nick: What's going on? What?

Dylan: I've got a date with Malea.

Nick: A date with Malea?

NIck: Does she know it's a date? I can't believe...

Nick: Come on. You've got to help me out with these cans.

Dylan: Oh come on, we can drop them in the parking lot.

Dylan: Go get the wheel-barrow. You can do it alone.

Dylan: Come one, I need the keys.

Nick: Look at this mountain. This mountain of... guilt. Nah, I need your help.

Dylan: Malea, sorry I'm late. There was a lot of important guys stuff I had to help Nick with.

Malea: [ laughs ] What's up, Dylan? Where is everyone?

Dylan: What do you mean, everyone?

Malea: "We're meeting some people from church?"

Dylan: Right, that.

Dylan: Give me an hour, I'm sure I can come up with something.

Dylan: You want a cup of coffee in the meantime?

Malea: That might work in Puerto Rico. You'll have to do better than that.

Malea: This is real life, Dylan. At least, it is for me.

Dylan: How'd you know about Puerto Rico?

Dylan: Right. You've been to my Lots of Faces site.

Malea: Just curious. Pretty much confirmed my suspicions.

Dylan: Suspicions? You've got to be a little more specific than that.

Dylan: Tell me what you saw, and I'll explain it.

Malea: Dylan...

Malea: Do you even know how to build a real relationship?

Dylan: Sure. I've had lots of them.

Malea: Look, it's amazing what you so naturally do with the kids.

Malea: I'm thankful you're there for them, and for me too.

Malea: But if you're wanting to build something more with any of us,

Malea: you'll have to make some decisions.

Dylan: Like?

Malea: Foundations are important, Dylan. If you don't have a good foundation,

Malea: there's not much you can build.

Malea: I see you, sneaking around in the basement. You weren't honest about tonight.

Malea: And who are you on Lots of Faces? Build something real.

Jakes: Excuse me, Dylan. I didn't know you were in here.

Jakes: You're awful quiet tonight. Is everything ok?

Dylan: Can I ask you a question?

Jakes: Sure, shoot.

Dylan: If someone finds a treasure in a public place, who's it belong to?

Dylan: The person that finds it, or the people who own the public place?

Jakes: If someone owns the place, it's really not public. Why do you ask?

Dylan: Just toilet thoughts. No, not toilet thoughts like that. Just... thinking.

Jakes: Is there something you want to tell me?

Dylan: Not unless you can get these things to clean themselves.

Dylan: That ought to do it.

Nick: Is it just my imagination, or do you get the feeling that Officer Jakes is watching us?

Dylan: Yeah, um. There's something you should know.

Nick: What?

Dylan: I asked Officer Jakes who would own a treasure if it was found on public property.

Nick: You WHAT!?

Dylan: Shhh, he'll hear us.

Nick: He'll hear us?

Dylan: Look, I already said it was a stupid move. Something's wrong with me.

[chiseling ]

Nick: Aaaaah! This is impossible.

Nick: This constant banging is WAY too loud.

Dylan: We're in trouble, man. Big trouble.

Nick: Maybe you're in trouble.

Dylan: What do you mean?

Nick: What are you thinking? About Malea?

Dylan: Good question. Really, I haven't been thinking clearly lately.

Nick: So what's your plan? Use her and then break her heart? Leave?

Dylan: No way.

Nick: You disappoint me, man.

[ piano music ]

♪ Sitting in a place that's dark and I'm alone ♪

♪ Not knowing love, not knowin where do I go? ♪

♪ I feel a touch, I feel a wind, invisible ♪

♪ Am I found?l voice - I can h/ Am I found? ♪

♪ Am I found?

♪ Oh yeah

♪ Oh yeah

♪ Ooo

♪ Ooo

♪ Ooo

♪ Ooo

♪ Ooo

♪ Ooo

♪ Ooo

Pastor: If you find yourself wondering how to really engage in a relationship with Christ,

Pastor: I'll tell you something. Jesus said, 'Whoever wants to be with Me, let him follow Me.

Pastor: That where I am, My servant will be also."

Pastor: He also said that we are the Body of Christ.

Pastor: That this unique family, these unique individuals around you make up the body of Christ.

Pastor: Engage with them, and you'll find yourself engaging with Christ.

[ rock music ]

Manly Man: Alright, listen up everybody! Listen up!

Manly Man: You know the rules: Pray over the cars before you get started.

Manly Man: If you're new here, ask before you get your hands dirty, but...

All: Get your hands dirty!

Manly Man: Alright, let's go!

Manly Man 2: Lord, bless this mom and her kids.

All: Amen!

Manly Man 3: Bless this car.

Barney: Barney:minute, wait a minute. She's more important than the car!

Manly Man 3: Ok, bless this car for this MOM.

All: Amen.

Flameout: I got it. Dear God, just... just bless this mother, God.

Flameout: Just help her, and let her know that she's not alone.

Flameout: Just let her feel Your awesome love, God, and see Your awesome, awesome help,

Flameout: Because we all get down sometimes, Lord,

Flameout: and we need somebody that can just speak Your words into our life, God...

[ music fades in over prayer ]

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[ ♪ ]

[ ♪ ]

[ drilling ]

Nick: Rooooooaaaaaar!

[ laughing ]

Nick: Yeah! That's what I'm talking about.

Dylan: Did I come through, or what?

Nick: Yes, you did.

Nick Alright, go for it.

Dylan: My turn.

Dylan: You should have seen Flameout, Nick. He really cared.

Dylan: He was on the verge of tears, you know?

Dylan: I always viewed him as a burned-out drummer. Well, he is a burned-out drummer,

Dylan: but there's a lot more to him, if you really listen to him, you know? It's pretty cool.

Nick: Sure, cool.

[ drilling ]

Dylan: I don't know. It was really profound.

Nick: Bet it was long, too.

Dylan: You know, his brain may need healing, Nick, but his heart's well. Alive and well, man.

Dylan: And you should have seen the guys. It was like a pub without beer.

Dylan: Alright.

Dylan: I don't want to get up.

[ coughing ]

Dylan: Hi, Mary. How are you?

Mary: Precious Dylan! It's so good to see you. But you don't look well.

Dylan: I think I'm sick. Usually happens about this same time every year.

Dylan: Always takes me weeks to recover. It's pretty miserable.

Nick: Um, I was just wondering if...

Mary: Yeah?

Dylan: ... if you wouldn't mind praying for me. I know it's not that important.

Mary: Nonsense, Dylan. No father likes to see his child sick. And God is a good father.

Mary: Girls, gather round. We're going to pray for Dylan.

Mary: Heavenly Father, thank you for this precious child and...

Mary: Open his eyes, Lord. Help him to see You. Help him to know You. The real You.

Mary: Make him new, Lord. Give Dylan a new spirit, and a new heart.

Mary: He's run so long. Too long.

Mary: He's alone. Please help him to find a place in Your wonderful family.

Girl: Don't forget to pray for his sickness...

Mary: Yes. And in the name of Jesus, Dylan, be healed.

[ breathing deeply ]

Dylan: Hey Nick! Something happened!

Dylan: Nick! Something happened!

Nick: What?

Dylan: Immaculate Mary prayed for me. I'm not sick anymore.

Dylan: Something happened. Really! I never get over it like this.

Nick: That's interesting.

Dylan: Something happened.

Nick: Did you take any medicine?

Dylan: Sure, but...

Nick: It's probably just kicking in.

Dylan: No way. I know what medicine feels like, Nick. This was not medicine.

Dylan: Medicine does not work this quick. The feeling I had... this is not medicine.

Nick: Yeah, ok. One third of the world believes in Jesus.

Nick: They get healed. They get healed all the time.

Nick: I don't know. Maybe there's something real to this.

Dylan: I thought you didn't believe in God.

Nick: Believing's not the problem. I just don't like Him.

Dylan: Why? 'Cause your wife died?

Nick: Because He took her.

Nick: He heals you and He takes her.

Nick: That's fair. That's REAL fair.

"Oh, come on!"

[ applause ]

Nick: [ on phone ] Yes, I still need it. I'm driving it right now, actually.

Nick: [ on phone ] There's supposed to be a grace period before you did something like that, right?

[ sighs]

Nick: Hey, Julie! You rang?

Julie: Hi, guys! Thanks for coming. We have a real emergency.

Julie: As you know, the Christmas pageant is coming up in less than a week.

Julie: Well, it turns out, Joseph can't make it.

Julie: That leaves poor, pregnant Mary in an awkward position.

Julie: You know, no husband, and all that.

Dylan: Well, who's playing Mary?

Julie: Malea.

Nick: I'll do it.

Julie: Great, Nick. I always knew you were an actor. Hey, we'll double your salary.

Nick: Wow, really? Two times zero. That's generous.

Julie: I hope you guys can stay for the whole thing.

Dylan: Wouldn't miss it.

Julie: Thank you.

Dylan: Why did you volunteer?

Nick: Because, if I didn't, I knew you would.

Dylan: Oh, gee. Thanks for thinking of me.

Nick: I AM thinking of you. We've got to stay focused.

Nick: If they fill that tank up with water for the baptisms, someone's getting hurt.

[ city sounds ]

Roger: Roger that.

[ drilling ]

Nick: I HATE this place!

Dylan: Sorry they repo'd your car, man. But why take it out on this place?

Nick: Don't start with me, Dylan. I'm not in the mood.

Nick: We need to find that diamond. Yesterday would have been just fine.

Dylan: We're repo'ing their treasure, you know? How do you think that will make them feel?

Nick: They won't know. We'll fix it all back up.

NIck: Besides, that's not nearly as personal as waltzing off with Malea's heart.

Nick: She'll know about that, believe me.

Dylan: I've been wanting to talk to you about that.

Nick: What?

Dylan: I can't do it, Nick.

Dylan: It's not just Malea. It's everybody.

Dylan: I'm not leaving.

Nick: Great.

Nick: Just GREAT!

Dylan: I'm still your friend, Nick. I'll do what I can, I'm just not leaving.

Nick: Well, thanks. I appreciate it. Really.

[ tense music ]

[ tense music ]

Margot: The children are doing wonderfully. Thanks for asking.

Hugh: I'm so glad it worked out, Margot.

Margot: The board and I appreciate all that you and the church have done for City Mission.

Margot: Hugh, could the children stay on here past the first of the year?

Margot: We've looked everywhere, and we don't know where to get money for a new building.

Margot: The children have no where to go.

Hugh: I'm afraid not, Margot. Another daycare center has a lease on the space.

Malea: Then, it's over.

Hugh: Have faith. It's not over yet.

[ drilling ]

Mary: Well, Barney, I don't see a reason why the innkeeper's son couldn't open the door.

Barney: What if Leonard forgets his lines? It could ruin everything.

Hugh: He's brilliant, you know. He can handle it.

Hugh: Let's take a break. Get some fresh air.

Nick: It's hard for me, this time of year. You know?

Malea: It's hard for all of us, Nick.

Nick: I just keep thinking... it's not fair.

Nick: It's not fair that He would take someone like her

Nick: and leave someone like me.

Malea: I still catch Mom crying. Dad's still not his old self.

Malea: It's hard for all of us, Nick. She left a big hole.

Malea: But we're just all doing the next thing. As best we can, moving forward.

Nick: Yeah, but I'm not.

Malea: Well, let us help you.

Nick: Who, your parents?

Malea: No, everyone here.

Malea: You know, everyone was so glad when you came back.

Malea: But you didn't bring your heart with you. Why?

Nick: I'm sorry.

Nick: I shouldn't have come back. It was a mistake being here.

Nick: Everything just reminds me of her.

[ sad music ]

[ door opening ]

[ drilling ]

Nick: Watch for rocks, man.

Nick: [ yelling over drill ] Hey, good progress! You think we're going to find this thing today?

Nick: [ yelling over drill ] I can take a turn if... hey!

Dylan: [ angrily ] Talk about breaking hearts. So'd you decide you're going to go break Malea's heart yourself?

Nick: What are you talking about? I could never hurt Malea!

Nick: She means more to me than you can imagine.

Dylan: Really?

Nick: Yeah.

Dylan: Well, good.

Dylan: I just didn't know you felt that way, is all.

Nick: Just take a breather, man.

[ grunting ]

Nick: It's over. We're not going to find that diamond.

Nick: If there ever was a diamond.

Dylan: If we don't find it, we run, right?

Nick: We?

Nick: Just like that, you're ready to abandon your new love? Your new family?

Dylan: I'm just trying to follow your example. You make it look easy.

Nick: Ok, fine.

Dylan: Fine.

Nick: That way they can't fill it up with water, and no one will get hurt.

Nick: [ sighs ]

Nick: So tell me again about life in Puerto Rico.

Dylan: You'll love it.

[ sad music ]

[ ♪ ]

[ ♪ ]

[ ♪ ]

[ music swells ]

Dylan: No way.

[ drilling ]

Nick: Didn't happen to find anything shiny, did you?

Dylan: [ laughs ]

Nick: [ with mock solemnity ] Silence.

Dylan: Cute Joseph.

Nick: Thanks.

Dylan: Hey, check this out.

Dylan: What?

Nick: Well, if Hugh's the executor, then he has legal authority over the diamond.

Dylan: As if we weren't in enough trouble already, now we're stealing from Hugh?

Dylan: That's like stealing from Morgan Freeman.

Nick: You have the plane tickets?

Dylan: No problem, Joseph. Your magic mule flies at 9 o'clock sharp.

Nick: That's kind of cutting it close, isn't it?

Dylan: Well, they'll go to fill it up at nine. You want to be around when that happens?

Dylan: I've already ordered a taxi. It'll be waiting.

Nick: Good.

[ choir singing ]

Nick: [ narrating ] The big night finally arrived. Everything was ready.

♪ O come ye, O come ye to Bethlehem ♪

♪ Come and behold Him born the King of angels ♪

Flameout: Oh, hey, man! I heard about your car, man. That's like... dude.

Flameout: But, hey, I want you to have mine. Totally yours, man.

♪ O come let us adore Him, Christ the Lord ♪

Malea: Hold on, hubby. Do you have your lines down? Do you want to rehearse?

Nick: Did you just see...?

Malea: Does Nick have stage fright?

Malea: Hello? Game time! You ok?

Nick: Yeah. Yeah, I'll be fine.

Nick: Yeah, I got my lines.

[ violin ]

Worship Leader: [ singing ] ♪What child is this, Who, laid to rest

Worship Leader: [ singing ] ♪ On Mary's lap is sleeping?

Worship Leader: [ singing ] ♪ Whom angels greet with anthems sweet ♪

Worship Leader: [ singing ] ♪ While shepherds watch are keeping? ♪

Worship Leader: [ singing ] ♪ This, this is Christ the King ♪

Worship Leader: [ singing ] ♪ Whom shepherds guard, and angels sing ♪

Worship Leader: [ singing ] ♪ Haste! Haste to bring Him laud ♪

Worship Leader: [ singing ] ♪ the Babe, the son of Mary

Julie: Shhh, shhh. Ok, it's showtime!

Malea: [ as Mary] Oh! You startled me! Who are you, O frightening one?

Angel: I am an angel, sent to bring you good news!

Angel: Rejoice! The Lord is with you. You are WAY blessed.

[ laughter ]

Malea: [ as Mary ] What kind of greeting is this? I am afraid, and deeply troubled.

Angel: Don't worry, Mary. You are going to have a baby, and he will be called the Son of God.

Angel: How cool is that?

[ applause ]

Little Angel: Don't be a big chicken, Joseph!

Nick: [ groans ]

Little Angel: You said you were going to make Mary your wife. Well, DO IT.

Little Angel: The baby she has is from God. He has a special job for her.

Nick: [ groans ]

Little Angel: Trust God. Don't make me have to come down here again!

[ laughter, applause ]

[ stomping ]

Roman Soldier: Everyone has to go home! Caesar says that you have to be counted! Go!

Roman Soldier: That's all!

[ laughter, applause ]

[ laughter, light applause ]

Malea: [ as Mary ] I can not do this. I'm so close to giving birth. It is impossible.

Nick: [ as Joseph ] God is in control, Mary. Everything will be ok. You'll see.

Malea: [ as Mary ] Oh, Joseph. I'm so tired and thirsty. How much longer is it to Bethlehem?

Nick: [ as Joseph ] Try and rest, fair... pregnant... wife. [ laughter ]

Nick: [ as Joseph ] Here. Take my water. You can make it, Mary. You've got to make it.

Malea: [ as Mary ] Joseph, where are we?

Nick: [ as Joseph ] Look over there, Mary. It's the Bethlehem Inn. Maybe they have some room.

Nick: [ narrating ] And then, God showed up, in a way only He can do.

Nick: [ narrating ] In an instant, He'd somehow shown me what I'd been missing all along: them.

Nick: [ narrating ] We all lost Kelly, but I'd lost them.

♪ Seems we're incomplete Seems we're all the same ♪

♪ In need of family

♪ Who would ever have guessed that a simple farewell ♪

♪ Could leave me breathless and in need ♪

♪ In the end, you saved me

Malea: Forget your lines, ace?

♪ In the end, you showed me what love could be ♪

Malea: Is there any room at the inn?

♪ Waking my heart and moving my feet ♪

Barney: There's no room in here.

Flameout: Shhh.

Flameout: Feel that vibe, man? The Holy Spirit's here. It's Awesome.

♪ Oh, you saved me

♪ Ooooh

♪ Ooooh

♪ In the end

Leonard: [ sighs ] Ah, heck. You can have my room. I'll sleep out back in the manger.

♪ Oh, it was you

♪ In the end you saved me

[ applause ]

Nick: Merry Christmas!

[ drilling ]

Nick: [ yelling ] Dylan! Dylan!

Dylan: What?

Nick:[ panting ] Come here!

Dylan: What?

Dylan: Look at you, you're smiling! What's going on up there?

Nick: Dylan, I'm out.

Nick: You're right. I can't do this either.

Nick: Let's stay. We can explain everything. This is our family. We can't just throw it away.

Nick: How about it, Dylan?

Dylan: Look, I'm really glad you're happy, Nick. Really, I am.

Dylan: But palm trees and puka shells are in my future. It's time for me to leave.

Nick: Dylan, would you just think about it? This is your home, too. They love you here, man.

Nick: I'm going to go upstairs and make a confession.

Nick: Better decide fast. [ laughing ]

Dylan: Right.

Nick: Have you guys seen Julie?

Man: What happened to you?

Nick: Well, maybe I was kind of just being stupid about the whole thing.

Man: Don't worry about it. It happens to everybody now and then.

Nick: Thanks, thanks. I appreciate it.

[ tense music ]

[ drilling ]

[ rumbling ]

Nick: Did you guys feel that?

Man: That was weird.

Nick: Oh, no, no, no, no!

Nick: Get off the stage! Everyone, please just get off the stage!

[ tense music ]

[ tense music ]

[ building groaning ]

[ rumbling ]

[ crowd screaming ]

[ crashing ]

[ rushing water ]

Nick: Dylan?

Nick: Dylan!!

Nick: Dylan's down there! He was under the tank!

Everyone: Bruce! Don't go down there! It's dangerous!

Nick: Do you see Dylan?

Bruce: No, he's not down here.

Bruce: There's nothing down here but a lot of water and peaches.

Bruce: Hey, and a cool empty box!

Nick: Is your car here?

Malea: Nick, what's happening? Where's Dylan? Is he alright?

Nick: We have to get to the airport. Fast.

Malea: To save Dylan?

Nick: To stop Dylan. I'll explain on the way.

Nick: Fifteen minutes until Dylan's plane leaves.

Malea: We'll never make it.

Nick: We've got to try.

Hugh: Barney, have you got your parking lot vest with you?

Barney: Sure, Hugh. Why?

Hugh: I need your help with something.

Barney: Whatever you need.

Malea: That's why you came back?

Malea: You could have been killed, Nick.

Hugh: Mary, could you get Margot on the phone for me?

Mary: Better yet, I'll call her and have her meet you here. Is an hour soon enough?

Malea: You know, you don't even know what shape Dylan's in right now. Right?

Hugh: Julie, I think we need a church meeting.

Nick: Well, we heard this story about this crazy diamond as big as your fist

Nick: being buried in the foundation of the baptism tank.

Malea: I can't believe that's why you came back.

Nick: I was wrong. I see it now. I just hope it's not too late.

[ airplane taking off ]

Nick: There he is!

Malea: Thank God you're not hurt!

Nick: You're still here. You miss your flight?

Dylan: Never tried.

Dylan: Look, I can't do this. I found the diamond, but...

Nick: Where is it?

Malea: [ gasps ] Oh my gosh!

Nick: [ laughing ] It's HUGE!

Dylan: I thought this was what I wanted.

Dylan: What am I supposed to do?

Dylan: Being free isn't as cool as everybody makes it out to be.

Dylan: And islands, they get old, fast. Nothing more important than puka shells and a tan,

Dylan: no one more important than yourself. I'm tired of running.

Dylan: You don't know how lucky you two are. I'm really happy for you.

Nick: Uh, wait a minute...

Dylan: Please let me finish. I really want to make a run of it at this church.

Dylan: I feel like it's where I'm supposed to be. Like He wants me here.

Dylan: This God thing, Nick. It's real.

Dylan: I can't explain it. I just know.

Nick: That's what I was trying to tell you in the pit.

Nick: Malea is my wife's sister. That's why she means so much to me.

Malea: And why this is not... [ laughs ]

Malea: The God thing, the honesty, the not running Z█.R

Malea: [laughs ]

Nick: Dylan, you got one more run left in you?

Dylan: What are you thinking?

Nick: Come on. I'll explain on the way. Let's go!

Jakes: Hey, there they are! Come on!

Nick: Alright, look. Hugh's the executor of Old Lady Wright's estate, right?

Dylan: Right.

Nick: What if he knew that the diamond was buried in the baptismal?

Nick: He didn't just know... Hugh buried it, just like the will told him to.

Nick: But what if he didn't agree with burying a diamond worth so much?

Dylan: I'm still not following you.

Nick: As executor, he's legally bound to do what's in the will, right?

Nick: He can't just change it because he doesn't agree.

Malea: Unless someone else dug it up.

Dylan: But after all these years, why now?

Malea: I know! City Mission, that's why!

Malea: [ Flashback ] There was a terrible flood at City Mission. It destroyed everything.

Malea: Margot thought City Mission was done for.

Margot: [ Flashback ] The kids have no where to go.

Hugh: [ Flashback ] Have faith. It's not over yet.

Nick: Right! So at the same time City Mission needs a few million bucks for a new building,

Nick: two idiots show up with shovels and a wheelbarrow.

Malea: You're telling me Hugh's been in on this the whole time?

Dylan: Yes! He gave us all those signs. Remember Thanksgiving?

Hugh: [ Flashback ] I think this is your opportunity.

Dylan: He meant the office door, not Malea.

Nick: He even got all the people out so we wouldn't be seen.

Hugh: [ Flashback ] Shall we retire to the living room?

Dylan: He did the same thing at church.

Hugh: [ Flashback ] You're moving too fast.

Dylan: He meant the dirt, not Malea.

Nick: Hugh guided us to get the diamond, FOR City Mission.

Nick: Ok, Hugh saw the empty box, so he knows we have the diamond.

Nick: We just have to get it back to him.

Malea: So, why don't we just explain all that to Officer Jakes behind us?

Nick: Well, we ARE stealing a treasure.

Dylan: Then it's Hugh's call! Malea: Step on it! Go!

[ tense music ]

[ crickets ]

Nick: Come on, Barney, not now!

Malea: Oh! He's waving us through!

Nick: That's different.

Officer Jakes: Barney! I've got to get in there!

Nick: [ narrating ] When we walked in that front door there were people everywhere.

Nick: Look! There he is!

Nick: [ narrating ] Like they were expecting us.

Nick: "Excuse me. Excuse me.

Where have you been?

Nick: Hugh!

Margot: Dylan! So good to see you.

Nick: [ narrating ] Then Margot grabbed the diamond...

Margot: I got it!

Nick: [ narrating ] and City Mission was saved.

[ cheering, clapping ]

Margot: We can buy a building!

Nick: [ narrating ] Once again, Hugh had set it all up.

Nick: [ narrating ] How did he know all that? Well, you'll have to ask him.

Nick: [ narrating ] Or better yet, ask God.

[ slow, happy music ]

[ ♪ ]

[ ♪ ]

Nick: [ narrating ] Families come in all kinds of sizes, shapes and colors.

Nick: [ narrating ] Common genetics not required. Various degrees of weirdness, almost certain.

Nick: [ narrating ] But, they're a gift from God. In good times, and tough times, His family is a gift.

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[ cheering, clapping ]

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