All language subtitles for Highway to Heaven S05E09 Choices.eng

[opening theme music playing]

Excuse me.

-Jonathan.
-How do you like the sign?

Oh, that's great.
I got top billing.

Jonathan, what are we
doing here?

We're waiting
for an assignment.

Oh, so we just sit around
with our feet up on the desk?

Well, that's what
all the private eyes do
in the books I read.

Jonathan, we're not
private investigators.

What's the charade?

Wouldn't it be easier for us
just to go out,

get to know our assignment,
and get the problem solved

like we always do?

Hmm, wouldn't work
with these people.

We gotta wait for
the assignment to come to us.

But what if somebody just,
you know, needs a detective,

sees that sign, walks in here
and tries to hire us?

We'll take the case.
It might be fun.

[chuckles]

Well, you sure these people
are gonna be able to find us?

No problem.
The boss hired a legman.

-I'm tired of these
dead alleys.
-Well, dead ends.

-What can we do?
-I don't know.

But to come this far,
and then we are so close.

-But all these official walls--
-Here you go, mister.

-No. No, thank you.
-Take it. It's free.

-Throw it away.
-I don't think we should. Look.

It could be the answer
to our problem.

It could be fate.

It says here that you are
private investigators.

-Yeah.
-That's correct.

We are not sure that what
we seek fits in your category.

Why don't you tell us
what the problem is?

We'll help you decide.

We are from Vietnam.

Ten years ago,
there was trouble and, uh...
for many people.

And the northern invader
decided to...

To punish certain undesirable
elements in society.

It was a time of great fear
and agitation.

We were sure that
we would be going to prison

and maybe executed.

-So we...
-We gave our children away.

You did what?

We sent our children
to an orphanage
as if we were already dead,

so they could be adopted.

And were they adopted?

Yes, I heard by
an American family.

We were imprisoned by then.

Well, how long
were you in prison?

Not quite two years.

We escaped along with others,
people, in a boat.

And we landed in Malaysia,
and from there
we go to Singapore.

And then, I'm a doctor,
and I was allowed to be there.

Now, during all this,
did you hear any more
about your children?

At first, only that they
were safe in America.

Once we settled,

I was able to establish
my practice again,

and we were able
to save enough money

to come here to America.

From what information
we have gotten from
the government agencies,

we believe that
they may be in this city.

But here is a stonewall.

Uh, everyone we talk to
in authority says
they cannot help,

or they are not able to help,
or they are not interested.

And soon, I think
all our savings will be gone,

and we would have to return
to Singapore.

How old are the children now?

Dinh was eight,
so he would be 18 now.

Uh, little Champ is not yet 12.

Twelve?
He had to be a baby then.

Yes, a baby.

Well, I'll tell you,
my partner and I specialize
in this type of thing.

I have a feeling
we might be able to help you.

Uh, these are their papers.

Their birth certificates,
copies of orphanage records,

Dinh's school records,
some pictures.

-How much do you require,
retainer?
-That's not necessary. Not yet.

We'll wait and see how
the investigation goes first.

When my wife said
we were running low on funds,

she didn't mean
that we would require charity.

I understand.
Make the check out for $25.

[Mrs. Truong]
But that is not enough money.

[Mark] Well,
it's just a retainer, you see?

That's what we always charge
in cases like this.

We're gonna have to be smarter
than Mike Hammer

to find these kids.

I mean, this is a big city.
We haven't got
very much to go on.

We're not gonna have
any trouble finding the boys.

Oh, really?

The problem comes
after we find them.

-Hi, honey.
-Hi, Mom.

Here's the mail.

-How was your day, son?
-Okay.

What's the matter?

Nothing.

You sound so down
for nothing to be wrong.

If I got accepted,
the university would have
contacted me by now, right?

Well, maybe the letter
was lost in the mail.

Come on, Mom.

I think your mother's right.
Maybe you should
give them a call.

What for?
I'm only kidding myself.

Well, if it were me,

I would wanna know
one way or the other.

Now, either you call them,
or I will.

All right, I'll call them.

[whoops]

[shuts] All right.
Full scholarship.

[all] Congratulations!

You guys knew this.

[all giggling]

And you were worried
about getting accepted.

You got a full scholarship.

Please forgive us
for opening it.
We just couldn't wait.

-Way to go, bro.
-I can't believe this.
This is great.

This is great. Yeah.

-[doorbell rings]
-Yeah.

-I'll get it.
-Oh, okay.

-Yeah?
-Mr. Hopkins?

That's right.
Look, I don't mean to be rude,

but if you're
selling something--

No, it's nothing like that.
We're private investigators.

Oh, my wife's past
starting to catch up with her?

-Seriously, how can I help?
-It's about Dinh and Champ.

My boys haven't done
anything wrong, have they?

No, no. Not at all.

Actually, it's about
their parents,
their Vietnamese parents.

They're alive, Mr. Hopkins.

Alive?

That's right and they'd
like to see the boys.

-Howard?
-Hey, Dad.

I'll be right there.

Look, I know this comes
as quite a shock to you.

Yeah, that's putting it mildly.

They're here?

Yeah. They've been looking
for the boys quite a while.

Well, how did you find us?

It's a long story.
The important thing is
we did find you.

How do you feel about allowing
our clients to see the boys?

Oh...

Well, I don't know.

Look, I wanna talk this over
with my wife.

I understand.

These parents, do you know
what it is they want?

They just wanna see the boys,
you know?
See that they're okay.

Are you sure that's all?

As far as we know. I mean,
they were the boys' parents.

Yeah, they were.

-[Barbara] Howard?
-Coming.

Look, here's our card.

We won't give them your
whereabouts until
we hear from you.

Okay.

Goodbye, Mr. Hopkins.

Come on, shrimp, don't make
a career out of that cake.

It's your turn to wash.

-Wait till I finish.
-Come on, let's go.

Mom! Dad!

Mom's not in at the moment,

and your father's relaxing
in the living room

and unavailable
for intercession.

I'm afraid you'll have
to settle it yourselves.

Come on, let's go.
You listened, you heard.

I'm coming, I'm coming.

Yeah, so is Christmas.
Let's go. Come on.

They do carry on.

[sighs]

When Dinny goes off to college,

it's gonna be awfully quiet
around here.

Speaking of quiet,
where have you been
all evening?

Just thinking, I guess.

Getting a little sad
now that Dinny's going away?

Yeah, I suppose.

He has turned
into someone special.

They both have.

-Who would've thought,
ten years ago--
-[telephone rings]

I'll get that.

-[ring]
-Hello?

No, no, no.
You have the wrong number.

Howard.

What's wrong?

Come on, tell me.

Today, two men
came to the door.

Private investigators.

And?

The boys' natural parents
are alive.

They're here, Barbara,
and they want to see the boys.

Don't let go, please.

Don't let go.

Yeah!

Don't let go. Don't let go.
Don't let go.

That's great. Yes.

I hope we're doing
the right thing.

[Dinh] Yeah!

We are.

Put yourself
in their place, Howard.

[Dinh] Yeah!

All they wanna do
is see the boys,
know they're all right.

You can't blame them.

Yeah, you're right, I guess.

Dinny reacted so strangely
when we told him.

Well, it was a shock to him.

-Wouldn't it be to you?
-[Champ] Yeah!

After all these years, yeah.

[chuckles]

Champ could care less,
that's for sure.

[Champ] Yeah!

Champ.

Dinh.

You have grown so tall.

Why don't we all go
into the house?

All the way from Vietnam
to Malaysia?

That's 300 miles?

I'm not sure of the distance,
but it took 27 days.

And you only had an open boat?

[gasps] It's amazing
you survived.

Some didn't.

But they had been in prison
longer than we and were weaker.

It is an amazing story.
Where do you plan
to go from here?

-Go back to Singapore.
-[Barbara] How soon?

[Mr. Truong] That depends on
how soon we can get all the
necessary formalities arranged.

Formalities?

To take the boys back with us.

-To what?
-Take them back?

Now, wait, let's just
back up a second here.

What makes you think that
we would let them go with you?

They are our children.

The hell they are.

You didn't just give them to us
for a while.

They were orphans, or at least
they were supposed to be.

We adopted them.
We raised them.

What right have you to come
here and ask for them back?

-We are their parents.
-[Howard]
Not anymore you're not.

I'm gonna have to ask you
to leave here.

I wish we should settle this.

It is settled.

You just take us to court
and see how far you get.

Look, Mr. and Mrs. Truong,

why don't we go back to
the hotel and talk about this?

There is nothing to talk about.

I expect you to honor
the promise that you made me.

And we will wait
for your answer.

[sighs] I can't believe
he'd even think such a thing.

Neither can I.

Dinny.

He mentioned something
about a promise.

What promise?

When my father took us
to the orphanage,

he made me promise
that I would not let anyone

separate both Champ and I.

Whoever wanted to adopt us
had to take us both,
or it was no-go.

Is that all?

No.

I promised that
if they survived the death camp

and came back for us,
both Champ and I would leave

whoever had us
and go with them.

I expected some sadness,

since they should be saying
goodbye to the children.

And I understand how easy it is
to become attached
to young people.

However, their anger
confuses me.

You don't go barging
into somebody's house

and tell them you're
gonna take their sons away.

-Not their sons, my sons.
-Don't you understand?

They belong to the Hopkins now,
legally.

What you said
has no bearing on this problem.

They are our sons.

And I know exactly they
really want to stay with me.

Hey, I wouldn't be
too sure of that.

And I know the Hopkins sure
aren't gonna go along with it.

I will leave that part to Dinh.

We engaged you
how to find our sons,

not to instruct us
in how to handle their return.

Do you know that?

Come on.

We should leave now.

[thumps]

This assignment stinks.
Why did we get involved?

-Because it was our assignment.
-Well, it was a mistake.

If we hadn't butted in,
they never would've
found those boys,

they'd have gone back home.

After all they've been through,
they deserve to see their sons.

A right to see them, yes.
A right to try to
take them back, no.

Why don't you
admit it, Jonathan?
We messed up on this one.

We messed up.

Do you believe those people?

Coming here saying our mom
and dad aren't our mom and dad?

-They aren't.
-Dinh.

Come on, Champ-o,
don't turn dumb on me now.

You know we're adopted.

Well, still doesn't make
those people our real parents.

-But it does.
-Maybe to you, but not to me.

-I don't remember them, so--
-Listen to me--

No way.
I don't know those people,

and I'm not going to Singapore,
whatever that is.

I don't wanna go either,
but we might have to.

What are you talking about?
This is where I live.
I belong here.

Legally, yes. But morally,
we belong to the Truongs.

What they did,
they did to save our lives.

Do you understand that?

No. My name isn't Truong,
it's Hopkins,

and it's gonna stay that way.

-Dinh. Come on in.
-Mr. Smith.

-How are you feeling?
-All right.

I would like to see
my mother and father.

Would you please tell me
where they are?

I'd be happy to take you there.

Um, if you don't mind,
I would like to go by myself.

I understand.

I would like you to release me
from my promise.

No. Impossible.

Hear me out, please.

In the ten years
that I've been here,

I've made a good life
for myself, and also for Champ.

We would have expected
nothing less.

But it is a life
that is here in America.

I've made many friends.

I even got accepted
at an excellent university

on a full scholarship,

with the chance
to become a doctor,
like you.

It's a life with a good future.

If I go back to Singapore,

that would mean
I will be starting over again.

You will be
with your own family again.

You will be Vietnamese again.

And you'll be called by your
rightful name, Dinh Quy Truong.

No.

My rightful name is Hopkins,
and I am an American.

You are not an American,
you are Vietnamese,

with a long and proud tradition
of being Vietnamese.

I don't wanna go to Singapore.
I want to stay here in America!

How about your promise?

Has becoming an American made
keeping your word meaningless?

Vietnamese children
honor their promises
to their parents.

And you were born Vietnamese.

I'm going for a walk.

I need some fresh air.

I wish to be by myself.

After all these years,

all that you've been through,
he is still the same.

-Stiff-necked, unyielding--
-Be quiet.

Do you have any idea
what it was like back then,
back there? [panting]

All those months
in that filthy prison,

when we were sure
we would be executed.

Almost looking forward to it

because the conditions
were so awful.

But, one of the things
that kept us going

was knowing that, someday,
we would see you
and Champ again.

It kept us alive.

I'm sorry, Mama, but you must
understand how I feel.

Back in Vietnam,
when I was little,

he never picked me up,
held me like a son.

I felt like a stranger.

Somebody he had
to order around.

It doesn't matter.
He is what he is:

your father.

-Kind of dark
to be shooting hoops.
-Yeah.

Why don't you come on inside?

In a few minutes.

Look, son,
I think I know how you feel.

I know it's not easy.

He's my father,
and I made him a promise.

Come on, Dinny,
you were ten years old.

You don't have
to keep that promise.

Dinh.

Hey, look at me.

You're not seriously
considering going back
there with him?

Oh!

Come on,
your whole life is here.

Everything that you have
is here.

The people that love you
are here.

My God, son,
your mom and I love you.

I know that,
and I love you, too.

But you have to try
to understand.

My mother and father
have lived only for us,

for the day
that we would be together.

They have been through things

that you and I would
not even be able to imagine.

Far worse than death.

And if I don't go,
I don't think I could
live with that guilt.

Guilt that he put on you.

Maybe, but it's there.

I can't erase it,
and I can't make it disappear.

What about your mother and me?

What about us?

We have feelings.

God, don't you--

Don't you think I know that?

I'm sorry, but you have Champ,
and they have no one.

You've made your mind up
about this, haven't you?

Yeah.

I'll tell them tomorrow.

Please don't say anything
to Champ, okay?

[crying]

I'd like to tell him myself.

[knock on door]

Father.

Dinh.

I will be going
with you to Singapore.

I never doubted that
you wouldn't, and your brother.

He will stay here.

You must talk to him.
He will listen to you.

No. He doesn't even know you.

It's not right.
His place is here.

-I don't understand.
Your promise--
-Was to return with you.

I intend to honor that promise.

Champ was just a baby,
and he made no such promise.

He's 11 years old. How can he
know what's best for him?

I know what's best for him:
to stay with
the parents he loves.

Now, I don't wanna
argue about this.

Either you get me alone,
or you get neither one of us.

You do not make deals
with your father.

On this point, I do.
Take it or leave it.

It's enough.

I'll prepare to leave.

Your work is finished.

What is my final payment?

It's nothing.

I told you, I am in no need
of your charity.

It's not charity, Mr. Truong.

I'm paid for services rendered.
What have I accomplished here?

A young man forced
to leave his life behind

because of a fateful promise
he made as a child?

His younger brother forced
to live the rest of his life

without the older brother
he loved and idolized?
A family torn apart?

No, Mr. Truong,
I don't wanna be paid for that.

[scoffs]

"Little League
batting champion, 1982."

Seems like just yesterday.

Boy, you were some kind
of competitor.

You still are.

That's the big difference
between you and your brother.

That drive you have.

I've always felt
I had to prove something.

To try harder
so I can be like the rest.

I know.

That's what made it easier
for Champ.

You blazed the trail.

Well, he was younger.

He never really knew
he was different.

That's what made you
so special, the fact that
you are different.

The two of you have brought
so much joy into our lives.

I'm glad.

I think that's why it's so
difficult for us to understand

why you choose to leave.

My father needs me there.

He needs to say to his friends,
"Oh, this is my son Dinh."

And to know that the line
of Truongs will continue.

There's nothing I can do
to keep you here?

You've taught me that life
is about making choices.

Once I make them,
I must stick by them.

It's your brother.

Would you leave us?

-[Champ] Hi, Dad.
-[Howard] Hi, Champ.

-Hey, bro.
-Hey there, Champ.

Look at that mess.
What are you doing?

Packing.

Packing? A little anxious
to get to college, aren't you?

I mean,
you don't leave till September.

I'm not packing for college.

I'm going to Singapore.

No, you're not.

I am.

Dinh, that's crazy.
What are you doing?

Maybe when you get
a little older,
you'll understand.

Don't give me this
"older" crap. What you're doing
is dumb and wrong.

Look, you're not going
to understand.

And I don't have
very much time, so let's not
spend it arguing, okay?

Fine. I won't argue.
Here, I'll help you pack.

You gotta take these,
all your big-deal trophies.

You gotta show them off
to all your new friends.

-Champ, talk to me.
-Hey, no time to talk.

We gotta pack these trophies.
They're all you care about.

[voice breaking] Mom and dad
don't mean anything.
I don't mean anything.

Let me go. Let me go. [crying]

Please, Dinh, don't go.

Don't leave me.

[knock on door]

Jonathan Smith.

-May I come in?
-Of course.

Mrs. Truong.

Did you change your mind
about your fee?

No.

No, I came here to ask you to
reconsider what you're doing.

There's nothing to reconsider.

We are again a family.

And it is very important
for a family to be together.

Have you thought about
the Hopkins family?

Have you thought about
the way they feel?

-You're splitting up
their sons.
-They are our sons.

A son should be
with his father.

You're not thinking about
your son, you're only
thinking of yourself.

You think that just because
I do not act like
American father,

I do not care for my children?

That is not true.

I have difficulty being a buddy
for my children.

You care, I know that.

Just as I know you cared enough
to treat wounded Americans

during the war.

-What do you know about that?
-I know all about it.

You treated those men
knowing that if it came out,

you'd end up in prison
or even worse.

-I am a doctor.
I have no choice.
-Oh, yes, you did.

And how many of your colleagues
turned their backs on them?

-How can you know these things?
-It's not important.

Mr. Truong, what's important

is that's the memory
you can leave for your son.

The memory of a father
who was a dedicated
man of medicine,

who risked his life
to save others.

Instead of leaving him
the memory of a tyrant

demanding that
he keep a promise
he made ten years ago.

We must finish packing.
We leave in the morning.

Mrs. Truong,
are you sure about this?

Are you sure about
what you're doing to your son?

It is important for Mr. Truong.

I didn't ask you that.
How do you feel?

It concerns a promise
between a father and son.

But you're the boys' mother.

Doesn't the mother
have any say in this?

Please go, Mr. Smith.

Goodbye.

Hey, Dad.

I missed you so much.
Hey, you have
a little bit more hair.

Hey. Oh,
mom's waiting in the car.
Come on, let's go.

Oh, man, I missed you so much.

Dinny.

-I love you, Mom.
-I love you.

It's all right.

Dinny, don't.

Can we wait till
the plane takes off?

Yeah.

Dinh.

You have become
a very good and honorable son.

I'm very proud of you.

They--

Mr. and Mrs. Hopkins
have done very well with you.

They deserve to continue
that task.

Someday,

when the time is right,

I want you to tell
your brother, Champ,
how much we love him.

And you.

But...

I want you to go back to them.

You...

I'm releasing you
from your promise.

It is enough that
you were going to honor it.

Thank you, Father.

Hey, Champ.

You gonna stand there all day?
Let's go home.

Well, I gotta tell you, buddy,
really had me worried
for a while.

Me too, buddy. Me too.

[theme music playing]

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