Original subtitles

[theme music playing]

Oh, come on.

I know.

You don't believe it.

No, I don't.

Here we go with those secret disarmament talks again.

What's wrong with that?

The secret part.

I mean, we have got satellites flying all over the sky,

sending television pictures all over the world.

Why can't these guys sit down in front of a camera

so that we all know what they're talking about?

I mean, what the hell?

We're all in this together, aren't we?

Yeah, you got a point.

You bet I do.

I mean, how do I know what they're

really saying to each other?

I mean, they could be sitting in some fancy hotel room,

ordering room service.

Well, I doubt that.

How do we get them to do it?

I don't know.

Why doesn't the boss make 'em?

The same old question, where's God?

Yeah, where is he?

Hey, where's the people?

What do you mean?

The people-- if all the people in the world demand it,

it'll happen.

God, I hope so.

So does he.

MARK GORDON: Hey, where are we going, anyway?

JONATHAN SMITH: Any place you want.

Got the day off.

MARK GORDON: Yeah?

Hey, let's go to the amusement park!

I love scary rides.

JONATHAN SMITH: I'm not a kid, and I

hated them when I was a kid.

MARK GORDON: Scared, huh?

[laughs]

[screaming]

[laughs] Hey, Mark, you can open your eyes now.

It's over.

Fun ride.

Let's go.

[burps]

Boy, I hope the got frozen bananas.

Frozen bananas?

I'll tell ya, terror does a lot for your appetite.

Terror, me?

I used to ride those things 10 times a day when I was a kid.

Well, let's go back on it again.

Sure.

When hell freezes over.

All right.

That's a deal.

Come on, I'll but you a frozen banana.

[carousel music playing]

Balloons here.

We got balloons.

Get your balloons.

My sister would like a balloon, please.

A red one, please.

$0.75, a red balloon for the little one.

There we are.

Don't let it go.

I won't.

Get your balloon, nice helium balloons.

[balloon pops]

Davie, my balloon!

Don't cry.

I'll get you another one, OK?

One green balloon, here you are.

Thank you. Balloons here.

We got balloons. - Can we get another balloon?

This one broke.

$0.75.

That was my whole allowance.

BALLOON MAN: That's life, kid

Please?

These things don't come with any warranty.

No money, no balloons.

We got balloons.

Get your balloon.

We got balloons, helium balloons here.

I'm sorry, Maya.

BALLOON MAN: Balloons here.

We got balloons.

Get your helium balloons.

Take it home for the kiddies.

We got balloons here.

Hey, Jon, let's get her another balloon.

From your mouth to God's ears.

Take one home for the kiddie.

Go ahead.

How about a balloon for you, mister with the yellow hat?

Beautiful balloons, only $0.75.

We have your balloons.

Hey, it's for a little girl that just walked away.

Go on.

[inaudible] I got to see this.

Look, Maya!

Where'd it come from?

I don't know!

Let's go tell mom!

Yeah!

Look at the look on that little girl's face.

Boy, would I like to be an angel someday.

[inaudible] all things are possible.

You mean that?

For sure, of course it's not up to me.

Yeah, but you could put a word in for me.

You bet I could.

I can do it right now if you like.

No, wait a minute!

I don't mean right this minute.

I said someday.

There's no hurry.

Just let me know.

[laughter]

[carousel music]

Hey, you're too pretty to be crying.

I can't find my mommy.

Oh.

Hey, well, don't cry.

Everything's going to be OK.

We'll help you find your mom.

What's your name?

Sarah.

Sarah, my name's Jonathan.

That's my friend Mark.

I tell you what, we're going to take you to a place

where you can find your mom.

No, I'm supposed to go with strangers.

Good girl.

You're a big help, you know that?

I'll handle this.

You?

I maybe a mere mortal, but I'm also a former cop.

Excuse me.

Be my guest.

Hi!

I'm not going anywhere with you either.

Go away.

Oh, I don't want you to go anywhere.

Promise?

Cross my heart.

Hey, that's a fine-looking lion you got there.

What's his name?

Leo.

Leo!

That's a wonderful name for a lion.

Sarah, what's your mama's name?

Mommy.

Well, what does your daddy call your mama?

Dear.

Her mother's name--

Do you mind?

What does your mommy's friends call her?

Nancy.

And what do your friends call your mama?

Mrs. Barrett.

Good girl.

Now, listen, Sarah, you stay here with my friend, Jonathan.

I'll go find your mommy, OK?

I'll be right back.

Listen, you don't mind babysitting, do you?

No, you're the boss.

You're the boss.

WOMAN (ON LOUDSPEAKER): Attention, please.

Would Nancy Barrett report to the security office

by the main gate.

Your little girl has been located.

Nancy Barrett, report to the security office, please.

Sarah, take a look.

Mommy!

(LAUGHING) Oh.

Oh.

I don't know how to thank you.

I was getting pretty frantic.

My pleasure, ma'am.

What do you say, young lady?

Thank you.

You're an angel.

You're mighty lucky, young lady.

If your father was with us today, you'd be in for it.

Are you gonna tell him?

NANCY BARRETT: I don't know.

Hear what she called me?

No, what?

She called me an angel.

Well, what does she know?

We've got to go.

We got an assignment?

That's right.

Well, something I can handle?

Hey, I'm the angel here, you know.

MARK GORDON: Can't stand it when I take a little initiative,

huh?

JONATHAN SMITH: One good deed, and the man's

ready for sainthood.

[squealing tires]

[horn honking]

[glass shattering]

Hey, redneck!

Get off the road!

Hey, [inaudible].

Get that piece of junk over there, you turkey neck fool!

Did you see that idiot?

Yeah, I saw him.

He's drunk.

Boy, does that make me mad!

Drunk drivers are the scum of the Earth.

You know what I'd do with them if I were God?

Oh, what?

I'm sure he's always open to suggestions.

Probably wouldn't like it.

He's probably too merciful.

I don't know.

It all depends how upset he gets.

Well, I would lock 'em up, and I'd throw away the key.

They don't deserve a second chance.

Amen to that.

[mumbling] I can't believe those guys, all over the road.

Hey, Jonathan, look at that.

Mark, let's keep going.

There's nothing we can do here. - What?

Come on. Let's go.

You're an angel. You're supposed to help people.

Will you listen to me?

Listen, I don't care what you do.

But I'm gonna see if I can help 'em.

[sirens blaring]

I couldn't help it.

This-- this guy, I mean, he pulled out in front of me.

I-- I-- I tried to swerve.

A guy in a Jeep?

Yeah, he-- he never even stopped.

[grunting]

OFFICER: Just try to be still, ma'am.

We've got the paramedics on the way.

Sarah?

Where's my Sarah?

My baby!

[crying] I want my baby!

My baby!

OFFICER: Please, ma'am.

Take it easy.

NANCY BARRETT: My baby!

My baby.

[crying] My baby.

My baby.

She could have had a chance if she'd had her seat belt on.

Damn shame.

Damn shame.

NANCY BARRETT: [crying] My baby.

My baby.

[crickets chirping]

Hey, want me to for a while?

Look, buddy, I know how you're feeling right now.

No, you don't.

I killed that little girl.

What are you talking about?

If I hadn't butted in, she'd be alive now.

He mother would have found her eventually.

They'd have left the park later.

They'd be home now.

Mark, there's no way in the world you could know what's

going to happen to that girl.

You can't see into the future.

Never would have happened if I had let you handle it.

No, that's not true.

You don't know that.

Yes, I do!

I do know it.

Mr. Know-It-All was going to show an angel how it's done.

Well, it's done, all right.

Get out, will ya?

What for?

It's end of the road for you and me.

Mark, don't do this to yourself.

You had no way of knowing what was

going to happen to that girl.

Either did I.

Look, spare me, will you?

I know what I'm doing.

Jonathan, you'll be better off without me.

Please, get out.

Mark, you're making a mistake.

No.

Oh, no, I made that this afternoon.

Now, please get out.

Goodbye.

[car engine starts]

Bye.

Goodbye.

No, I'm not supposed to go with strangers.

No, I'm not supposed to go with strangers.

[thunder clapping]

No, I'm not supposed to go with strangers.

What do you say, young lady?

Thank you.

You're an angel.

What do you say, young lady?

SARAH BARRETT: Thank you.

NANCY BARRETT: You're an angel.

You're an angel.

You're an angel.

My baby.

I want my baby!

My baby!

[crying]

[interposing voices]

NANCY BARRETT: My baby!

[car not starting]

Aw, great.

Little town.

You can't get nothing.

MAN (ON RADIO): In other news, charges of felony drunk driving

have been filed following yesterday's

fatal accident on Highway 421.

What can I get you?

Is that the only gas station in town?

Sure is, Bob Miles' place.

But today's Wednesday.

Bob always takes Wednesday off.

Another gas station I can walk to?

Jim Copely over in Spiffy Corners about five miles west.

Thanks.

Ah, but he's closed on Wednesday.

They're fishing partners.

Doesn't anybody want to make a living around here?

Well, since the turnpike went in,

we don't get much trade during the week.

All the traffic just sort of passes us by.

Whose brilliant idea was that?

Oh, it's not so bad.

I kind of like it quiet.

Yeah, well, it doesn't help me get any gas.

Ah, we got some nice roast chickens if you're hungry.

No, I never eat on Wednesdays.

[chuckles] That'll be $5.25.

There a place around here I can get a room?

Ward's down a block, other side of the street.

Thank you.

You bet.

MAN (ON RADIO): Residents of the area

held a town meeting last night to formally

protest the proposed plan.

They feel--

Oh, hi.

Can I help you?

Yeah, I need a room.

Could you get the proprietor?

You're looking at her.

No luggage?

I'll only be here a day.

WOMAN: Who is it, Wendy Ann?

Grandma, it's OK.

We got a boarder.

I'm Wendy Ann Ward.

Mark Gordon.

Welcome to our home, Mr. Gordon.

Come on.

We've got only three rules--

no loud music, no pets, and $25 a day,

but that includes dinner.

We eat kind of late because my mom works until 8:00.

Our best room.

It's fine.

You sure you don't want to stay longer than a day?

I'm a great cook.

No, I--

I have to be somewhere.

Oh, where are you heading?

I'm not sure.

[baby crying]

Oh, well, excuse me.

My brother's calling.

Sarah.

Oh, Jonathan.

Jonathan, I know you're here.

Show yourself!

I meant what I said last night.

I'm on my own from now on.

You hear me?

Jonathan?

Jonathan?

Mr. Gordon?

You all right?

Oh, yeah, I--

I was just talking to myself.

Stupid habit.

It's OK.

I do it all the time.

See you at dinner.

I must say, your daughter keeps a neat house.

I know, besides taking care of her baby brother

and keeping an eye on mom here.

I don't know what we'd do without her.

We wouldn't make it.

If you don't mind my saying so,

she seems kind of young for such heavy responsibility.

Well, I wish it didn't have to be that way.

We just don't have any choice.

She comes home right after school so I can get to the mill

by 2:00.

And then Tom goes to graduate school over at Trinity.

Trinity?

That's 40 miles away.

Yes, I know every bump in the road.

MARK GORDON: What are you studying?

Theology.

I'm going to be a minister.

Mom, can I call Sarah?

MICHELLE WARD: Do you have homework?

Yes, ma'am.

But I'll only talk for a few minutes.

I tried to call yesterday but there was no answer.

MICHELLE WARD: All right.

But don't talk too long.

WENDY ANN WARD: I won't.

That friend wouldn't be Sarah Barrett, by any chance?

Yes! They're best friends.

Do you know the Barretts?

I met 'em once.

Dad, they want to talk to you.

Wasn't Sarah home, honey?

Well, I don't know.

They acted real funny when I asked for her.

Maybe she's sick or something.

Oh, I hope it isn't anything catchy.

Oh, Mr. Gordon here knows the Barretts.

No, not really.

Michelle, we have to go to the Barretts now!

MICHELLE WARD: What's wrong?

I'll explain on the way.

Matthew can come with us.

All right. Come on, baby.

Let's go for a ride.

[baby crying]

Can I go?

No, you can't!

Wait in the car now!

I'm sorry, Wendy Ann.

This is a grownup thing.

Sarah isn't there anyway.

- Where is she? - She's away.

And I'll tell you all about it tomorrow.

Now, I want you to be a good girl

and go to bed early tonight.

Wish I could have gone.

Sarah went to the amusement park yesterday.

She said she'd tell me all about the roller coaster and stuff.

Have you ever been to the park?

Yeah, I was there.

WENDY ANN WARD: Did you ride the roller coaster?

Was it scary?

Excuse me.

Did I say something wrong?

I don't think so, dear.

[knocking]

WENDY ANN WARD: Mr. Gordon?

[crickets chirping]

Yeah?

Do you need anything before I go to bed tonight?

No, nothing.

Our furnace is broken.

So this heat will have to do.

[heater rattles on]

All right.

Well, I'm sorry it's so noisy.

I said it's fine!

Well, goodnight then.

[heater rattling]

[crickets chirping]

[dogs barking]

[glass shattering]

[sirens approaching]

Oh, my God!

[baby crying]

There's three people in there!

Jack, Charlie, we got three inside.

[baby crying]

Mark! Wendy Ann?

Mark, they're with you?

There's Mom!

My daughter!

Where's the other fireman?

Give 'em time.

[crowd gasping]

It's no use.

It's an inferno in there.

No!

My little girl!

No!

It's no use.

It's too late!

It's too late.

Not again.

You, get back here!

Wendy?

[coughing] Wendy Ann?

[coughing] Wendy?

[coughing] [coughing] Oh, God, let me die.

[coughing] [coughing] Oh, God, let me die.

Let me die.

[coughing]

[water lapping]

JONATHAN SMITH: Hey, I've been waiting for you.

Jonathan.

What's going on?

Where am I?

[birdsong]

I'm dead, aren't i?

No, you're not dead.

What about the fire, about Wendy Ann?

What happened to her?

JONATHAN SMITH: Nothing yet.

Jonathan, what are you talking about?

What's going on?

I'm not sure yet.

It's the boss's idea.

You see, he's decided to let you play God for a while.

Play God?

Yeah.

You know all the times you said, oh, if I were God,

I'd do so-and-so and such and such?

Well, now's your chance.

I don't believe it.

JONATHAN SMITH: Go on.

Test it out.

What would you like to change?

If I were God, I'd--

I'd put flowers where those rocks are.

So be it.

My God.

You mean all I've got to say is what I want, and it's done?

That's right.

OK.

I want all my mistakes erased, like they never happened.

Preemptive redemption.

The what?

That's a technical term.

Anything else?

Every time that I said God should

do something or God I wish it was like this,

I want all that done.

It's done.

Is that all?

Yeah, that's it.

Well, if follow me, your very own world waits.

Come on.

I can't believe it!

I mean, look at this traffic.

I mean, this town was dead.

Well, there's no turnpike.

You didn't want it, remember?

That's right.

I remember that.

Jonathan, look at that, "open 24 hours."

Now, only God could know I wished for that.

And it's done.

[laughs]

2, 3, 4, on 4.

That's 10.

Hey, not taken off to go fishing anymore, huh?

Are you talking to me?

Yeah, aren't you the guy who always

went fishing on Wednesday?

No, you must be talking about Bob Miles.

Oh, Bob-- Bob.

That-- that's his name.

Yeah, he died a while back, tried

to do too much, too many hours.

Doctor told him to slow down, but gotta keep this place

going 24 hours a day.

Finally killed him.

Come on.

Let's take a look at the rest of your work.

That little girl Sarah, the one who was in the accident,

I want to see her.

All right.

She's here then?

Yeah, she's here.

Thank, God.

We'll just stop off here at the Ward place first.

That's right!

It didn't burn!

Of course not.

Oh, I get it.

She's here with her best friend, right?

She's here-- she's here with Wendy Ann.

Well, we'll see.

Hey, anybody here?

Oh, good morning!

Need a room? - Yeah.

Where's the little girl that runs the place?

Oh, you must have the wrong address.

Well, Wendy Ann-- where's Wendy Ann?

Oh, you mean Miss.

Ward.

Loretta!

I told you I wanted my yellow dress ironed, not my blue one.

I'm sorry.

You're so stupid.

What do you want?

You don't know me?

WENDY ANN WARD: Should I?

No, I guess not.

You want to room?

No.

Then we're busy.

Don't just stand there!

Get in here and iron the dress!

The next time I tell you to do something, listen to me!

Can't believe she's the same girl.

What happened?

You were the one who thought it was unfair for her

to have to work so hard.

In your world, she didn't have to.

Didn't like seeing her take care of that whole house.

I didn't mean to change her like that.

Wendy thrived on helping her family.

You took away her opportunity to feel really needed.

That's the result.

All right.

So everything isn't perfect.

But at least she didn't die in a fire,

and the other little girl didn't die in a car accident.

Now, come on, Jonathan.

I want to see Sarah.

All right.

Follow me.

What are we doing here?

I told you I want to see Sarah.

And you will.

We're here.

Mistakes were erased.

You told me they were erased?

You lied to me!

No, I didn't.

All right, then, he lied to me!

You promised me that all my mistakes were erased!

But they're not!

They're not!

I want you to bring this girl back to life.

Bring her back!

Bring her back.

Why did he lie to me?

He didn't.

You see, what happened to Sarah wasn't one of your mistakes.

It had nothing to do with you.

It had to do with a drunken man behind the wheel of a car.

Mark, you weren't responsible for what happened to her.

No matter what you did or didn't do, she'd still be gone.

Why didn't you tell me?

I tried to tell you, but you wouldn't listen.

You had to see for yourself.

Why did he let her die?

He let it happen.

He didn't.

It happened because people don't listen,

or they don't care, a drunk behind the wheel of a car,

a child without a seat belt. You can't call that God's will.

And you can't turn away from him because you

feel guilt or sorrow or because you just don't understand.

You have to fight to make a difference in this world.

You can't give up.

Mark, all of us are responsible for the world around us.

But please don't give up.

I don't want to give up.

I don't want to give up.

Then fight, buddy.

Don't give up.

Don't give up.

[flames crackling]

[inaudible] [coughing] Wendy Ann?

Wendy Ann?

[dog barking]

[clapping]

[coughing]

Come on, let's get these burns taken care of.

[inaudible] the girl?

She's going to be OK.

Come on, let's get you to a hospital.

Can we come in?

Sure.

How you feeling?

Oh, I'm fine now, just getting a little itchy.

They said I can get out of here tomorrow.

We don't know how to thank you.

Yeah, well, don't.

I don't deserve it.

It's my fault that fire started in the first place.

Heater was making noise.

I lost my temper, kicked it over.

The whole thing is my fault.

Well, just so you know, heater was broken.

It's supposed to shut itself off if it falls.

I knew it was broken, and I didn't replace it.

So I'm just as guilty.

Well, I guess you couldn't call it God's will.

Our insurance guy says we're in good shape, though.

So don't worry about that.

Just please accept our thanks.

You have a wonderful girl here.

I'm so happy you're all right.

By the way, I ran into a friend of yours in town.

You what?

Yeah, his name's Jonathan.

Jonathan?

Well, I'll be damned.

Jonathan.

Hey, look, I got to get out of here.

Tom, could you drive me into town?

Sure, if they'll let you out today.

Oh, they'll let me out.

Don't worry.

Come on.

Hey, stop!

Don't you ever change, young lady.

It's people like you who make a difference.

What?

You'll know what I'm talking about someday.

God bless you all.

Goodbye.

Hey, Bob.

How are you doing?

Oh, fine.

Just fine.

Do I know you?

Well, you do now.

My name's Mark.

Pleased to meet ya.

How are you doing, buddy?

Jonathan.

Well, there you go.

You're all filled up.

$20 even.

There you go.

Thank you.

You know, you're lucky I was open today.

I'm usually closed on Wednesdays.

You haven't quit going fishing, have you?

You must know me from somewhere.

[chuckles] No, I just couldn't wait.

They've been biting so good this week that I went on Tuesday.

[laughs]

I'm really glad to hear that.

We'll see again, Bob.

You bet.

Drive careful now.

Thank you.

Didn't think I was gonna see you again.

Where you been?

To see Sarah.

Sarah Barrett?

Is she alive?

No, but she's doing great.

We'll probably see her along the way.

Let's go.

Now, are you sure you can drive with those hands?

You're kidding?

Racing gloves.

Let's go.

We've got another assignment.

[upbeat music playing]