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know if we can do it or not.

Oh, ouch!

Oh, please, I think that's ouch!

Yes, sir.

Oh, ouch!

Yes!

I would just like that.

Oh, please.

Fuck!

Oh, my God!

Oh, yes!

Very hard.

Oh, fuck!

Yes!

Oh, fuck!

It's from the slender pussy.

Yes!

Oh, fuck!

Oh, fuck!

Yes, right in there.

Yes, right in the web.

Oh, fuck!

Oh, fuck!

Fuck!

Yes, baby.

Just like that.

Oh, my God!

Fuck!

Oh, my God!

Oh, my God!

Oh, yes!

I should have fucked up.

I can't understand what you're talking about.

Oh, please.

Oh, let me fuck you too, sir.

Let me taste it.

Oh,

that was fucking magical.

Oh, what?

You haven't seen nothing yet.

You're gonna hang out on some pizza, watch movies.

Actually, I think I'm gonna stay in my place tonight.

I have an early morning.

Ah, be that way.

More pizza for me.

So, I'll see you tomorrow night.

We'll go out.

Or maybe we won't go out.

I'll have to check my schedule.

You do that.

Pussy, chickened out again.

She's never gonna say yes if you never ask her, buddy.

It's about fucking time.

That was weird.

Um...

And.

that was that.

The shit had hit the fan.

One split second and neglect.

One tiny distraction.

The wipeout centuries of impeccable service.

Taking care of them.

Watching over them.

Every second of every day.

How was I supposed to know she wasn't gonna spend the night?

She always spent the night.

Three days a week, like clockwork, and definitely on Fridays.

This wasn't my fault.

Now, you may be wondering why I'm taking this pretty young girl's death so hard.

I'm an angel.

Her angel.

And it was my job to protect her.

And I had failed.

So, I guess you could say I was about to be fired.

It seems like only yesterday.

But it was four years ago.

A lot has changed.

I'm no longer an angel.

I guess you could say I'd been demoted, stripped of my wings.

Years of jumping through hoops to earn them.

Then one little mistake.

When momentary laps.

And they're gone.

What happened to all that forgiveness that they preach about?

Now, I'm little more than human.

Trapped somewhere between mortal.

And what I once was.

Trapped in a purgatory of sorts.

And sure of what my future will bring.

Is this a test so that I can again prove my worthiness?

Or am I doomed to live out the rest of eternity?

Touring between what is and what once was.

I had fallen.

And it was going to take a miracle to get me back where I belonged.

At first it's hard to accept.

But then it gets easier as time passes.

But that becomes even more discouraging.

You give up hope.

You begin to realize there's no going back.

That you'll never see the light again.

That all those stories you've heard about buying you back in the good deeds.

Or bullshit.

So I find myself turning towards the dark side.

Going down a path most of my kind would consider destructor.

But I didn't care.

I just wanted to feel loved.

Feel something.

And if it wasn't going to be from above, then this would have to do.

I found it took away some of the pain.

Made things a little more bearable.

Saying it made me happy would be an exaggeration,

but it was better than the alternative.

The alternative being living out my days alone.

An eternity without feeling another's touch.

Human or otherwise.

I realize that the act of touching may be human life, as close as I could get.

Seeing them do these things without shame, without fear of reprisal.

Kissing, sucking, fucking.

It was amazing, like their lives depended on it.

It was interesting to me to see how these humans could give themselves so easily,

without emotion, without love, solely for the carnal pleasure of it.

It was behavior that was foreign to me, but now, with my new situation,

I found myself wanting to experience it firsthand, and the more I experimented,

the more it intrigued me.

One, two, three.

Oh yeah!

Oh!

What is this?

Oh yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes!

Yes, yes!

Yes, yes!

Yes, yes!

I'm going to do it again.

I'm going to do it again.

Oh, my God.

Oh, my God.

Oh, my God.

Thank you.

Ah, no.

It's beautiful.

It's beautiful.

Thank you.

Oh my.

god.

Oh my god.

Oh my god.

Oh my god.

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I think it's a bit complicated.

We're talking about the last sentence.

We've been talking about this for a while.

It's like the last sentence.

Thank you... What the fuck am I doing?

Oh, yeah!

Oh, guys!

Oh yeah!

Oh yeah!

What the fuck am I doing?

Oh yeah!

Oh yeah!

Oh yeah!

Oh fuck!

Oh yeah!

One of the things I've grown most fond of during my time on Earth.

It's my morning coffee.

And as I sit here enjoying my little slice of heaven, I like to people watch.

They are an interesting bunch.

It's like a parade, one by one they pass by as I search for my next play toy.

After all, I now have an eternity to kill.

He'll do it nicely.

Why don't you look where the fuck you're going?

I got it.

I'm so sorry.

You ruined my shirt.

Are you okay?

Yeah, I guess.

Do I know you?

I don't know.

I don't think so.

You look familiar.

You work in this building?

It could be that.

I deliver here all the time.

Again, I'm really sorry, but I gotta get going.

I get delivery.

Sorry.

Wait!

Unlike that, he was gone.

I couldn't help thinking that I knew him from somewhere.

And was this what they call fate?

Was this meeting meant to be?

Was it the sign I've been waiting for and not an accident at all?

If it were meant to be, our paths would surely cross again.

The night was a cold, lonely place, especially late

at night when all the hustle and bustle was over.

All the bars were closed, and most everyone was asleep.

The city just shut down.

But no matter how deserted the streets were, you were never really alone.

There was always someone there watching.

What seems to be the problem, I'm off to service.

Kind of late to be walking around out here by yourself, didn't it?

It's not the best neighborhood.

I'm a big girl.

I can take care of myself.

I don't bet you can.

Aren't you let us give you right home?

What if I'm not going home?

And shouldn't you be out catching bad guys?

Well, we've been doing that all night.

Great.

Then I guess I have nothing to worry about, too.

It was a game we played.

They thought I was a hooker.

I thought they were time killers.

And so it went.

This is Officer Cantra.

He's married with two kids, an all-around nice guy, and

that's why he's being a good boy and just sitting in the car.

This, on the other hand, is Officer Sunplare, pardon

the pun, but he's a pig in every sense of the word.

That being said, I figured it wasn't a bad idea to have a couple of cops as friends.

You never know.

It could come any someday.

Oh, my God.

Oh, yeah.

Fuck, that's awesome.

Oh, yeah.

Oh, yeah.

Oh, fuck.

Yeah.

Yeah.

Fuck me.

Oh.

Yeah.

Yeah.

Oh.

Oh, yeah.

Oh, yeah.

Yeah.

Yeah.

Yeah.

Yeah, like that.

Oh, yeah.

Oh, yeah.

Yeah.

Yeah.

Oh, yeah.

Oh, yeah.

Yeah, fuck.

Yeah.

Yeah, fuck.

Yeah.

Oh, fuck.

Oh, yeah.

Oh, yeah.

Yeah.

Yeah.

Wrap.

it up, buddy.

Oh, God.

Oh, fuck.

Yeah.

Hey, you.

I think you owe me a coffee.

Well, well, look who it is.

Any more drive-by mocha massacres?

No.

Just yours.

What are the odds of that?

I've been looking for you.

Oh, really?

Yeah.

The guy that works the same as I think I have a serious caffeine problem.

I've been coming around here for days.

Some people might think that's a little strange.

A little stuff he never heard anybody.

So you're going to get me that coffee or what?

All right, you're on.

I'll be right back.

His name was Keith.

And he was very interesting.

I couldn't quite put my finger on it.

But there was something about him, something familiar.

I sense an unspoken connection, a closeness.

But I... So, how about Saturday night?

Saturday is great.

What do you have in mind?

You like music?

Yeah.

I know this cool little club, Best Jazz in town.

All right.

Saturday night, Jazz.

All right.

That's a date.

So give me a number.

How about you give me yours instead?

All right.

Gonna play like that?

You give me no choice.

I'll never watch it again.

Until Saturday.

Until that?

I don't know what it was.

But I was the happiest I'd been in a very long time.

The way he looked at me.

Even the things he said.

It was all I could do not to just fuck him right there at the table.

I'd never experienced anything quite like it.

Even when I was an angel.

Nothing gave me such an overwhelming sense of euphoria.

That being said, I still had two more days to go before our date.

And man was I fucking horny.

I was going nuts.

I didn't think I was going to make it.

I mean, I was really trying to be good.

But there are so many distractions.

And Suzanne was one of my favorites.

Oh!

Oh shit.

It's a dessert fight.

Oh, awesome.

Oh yeah.

I think I'm going to pop him up.

Oh.

yes.

I'm going to pop him up.

Oh yeah.

Oh yeah.

Oh.

Mmm.

Oh, it's so good.

Mmm.

Mmm.

I'm going to have some play.

I'm not going to fucking soak him up.

Oh yeah.

Mmm.

Oh yeah.

I'm going to pop him up.

Oh yeah.

I know what to touch.

Oh.

I can't believe it.

Mmm.

Mmm.

Mmm.

Oh.

Oh.

Oh yeah.

I'm going to pop him up.

Oh yeah.

Oh yeah.

Mmm.

Oh yeah.

Oh.

Oh yeah.

Mmm.

Oh.

Mmm.

Mmm.

Mmm.

Mmm.

I'm going to pop him up.

Mmm.

Mmm.

Mmm.

Mmm.

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Mmm.

Mmm.

Mmm.

Oh.

Oh.

I'm going to pop him up.

Mmm.

Oh yeah.

Oh.

Oh yeah.

Oh yeah.

Oh.

Oh shit.

Oh shit.

Oh yeah.

Oh yeah.

Fucking bitch.

Oh yeah.

Oh yeah.

Oh yeah.

Oh, you're going for it.

Come on.

Fuck you, Argonne.

Oh, shit.

Argonne, don't do this to me like that.

Fuck me.

I like what's up there.

Oh,

you're, you're, you're hard.

Oh, shit, shit, shit, shit.

Oh, shit.

Oh, you're hard.

I'm the fucking shit.

Oh, I'm the... Slatter ass.

Slatter ass, when you fucking get busted.

You just.

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This can't be the last sentence at all .äänneEN

When i'm speechless you can stop me all the time.

N N Aha My body so sweaty.

Oh, yeah, yeah, yeah, you break that fucking shit.

Oh, yeah, take a shot, baby.

Oh, you fuck up!

Oh, you make a splash out, come on.

Oh, yeah, let me feel in the barrel, my fucking pussy.

Oh, yeah, right there, right there, right there, my fucking pussy.

Oh, yeah, yeah, come on, come on, come on, come on, come on, don't fucking stop.

Oh, the.

fucking asshole is too little.

A little.

pause...

and we are back.

Oh yeah, you're short,

ouch, ouch, ouch, oucho to.

my head.

Oh, yeah, ouchy.

So, I can fucking have it.

Oh shit.

Oh yeah.

Oh yeah.

Oh yeah.

Oh shit.

Oh yeah.

Oh yeah, god, I'm fucking lost.

I don't know what I'm talking about.

Can I get a walking brake.

wird?

Ouch!

Ugh.

Ah!

Oh yeah.

Oh yeah.

Oh!

Ah...

Walking pause... Oh sh...

walking empty...

So well blue.

I know, you fucking love those clothes.

Ohh, you wanna...

Ohh, you have a looting in there.

OH!

You'd kill her, you can see.

Ohh, you can see.

Ahh... how did I get up to the top of the fucking girl?

Ohh shit, shit, shit!

Ahh!

Ahh, how did I законt... There it so good!

Ohh... Ahh!

Shit!

Still...

OMG.

Oh, you forgot that.

Oh, yeah, you fucking got it in there.

You fucking.

got it in there?

Oh, yeah, yeah...

Oh, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah.

Fuck you!

Oh, yeah, don't, don't, don't, don't, don't.

Oh.

Oh!

Oh, yeah.

That was the longest two days I had ever seen.

I couldn't wait to see him.

Feel him.

Taste him.

And laugh to myself, wondering if he had any idea of what was in store for him.

He says he gives flowers.

He gives a lot of flowers to me in the end of the house.

He prays that he's crazy about our love.

Oh,

I know he's lonely.

He buys me and it's when no one's.

He's the way he day is crazy about our love.

Oh, that's.

how I smile on my side.

Cause I'm waiting, waiting alive.

Oh, so lonely.

When I Wade someone new.

My heart was broken when I found that this was true.

Oh, yeah, because I'm crazy.

Yeah, I'm so crazy about our love.

One day, one day, one day, he came back to that

door and said that this stormy days had passed.

That if there's one thing in this world is that you will fail in the last.

Because we're crazy.

We're still crazy about our love.

Oh, yeah, I'm so crazy about our love.

Oh, yeah, I'm.

so crazy.

Yeah,

I'm so crazy about our love.

Oh, yeah,

I'm so crazy about our.

love.

Oh, yeah,

I'm so crazy about our love.

Oh, yeah,

I'm so crazy about our love.

Oh, yeah, I'm.

so crazy about our love.

I'm going to put it in my ass.

Oh, yeah.

You can clap so good.

Oh, good.

Oh, yeah.

Oh, yeah.

Oh, yeah.

Oh, yeah.

Oh, yeah.

Oh, fuck.

Oh, yeah.

That's it.

Right there.

Fucking clap so good, my ass.

Oh, yeah.

Fuck.

Oh, yeah.

Oh, yeah.

Oh, fuck.

Oh, yeah.

Oh, yeah.

Oh, yeah.

Oh, yeah.

Oh, fuck.

Oh, yeah.

Oh, yeah.

Oh.

my god,

what did you do?

Keith?

Keith, wake up.

Keith, who's in this picture?

Denise?

Yeah, but you know, did you know her?

Yeah, you could say that.

Oh fuck, what are they on?

I'm fucking believable.

Yeah.

Listen, I'm gonna go.

What?

Why?

This is just too weird.

I, I didn't know.

I never, I never would have.

I, what's wrong with you?

It's just too weird.

I can't.

I know.

It wasn't easy for me either.

A day goes by that I don't think about her.

You can't even imagine how hard it was for me to start over after that.

Yeah.

These are me dying that night too.

Good night.

Good sleep.

I took the stairs from once after that.

Even after they fixed that fucking thing.

Every time I walked into that elevator and broke down, cried like a little girl.

Finally enough having to move.

Right.

And you glued beard and got glasses.

Have we met before?

No.

She used to talk about you all the time.

How well do you know her?

I mean, I don't remember her mentioning any angel.

We were pretty close.

We had the funeral, but I don't remember seeing you.

I was there.

It's just too weird.

Please stay.

I can't.

Sorry.

Whenever I was down, I just pissed off at the world and ride the rails.

And strange as it was, it seemed aground at me.

Reminded me how it got where I was.

And this was definitely one of those times.

How the fuck did I let myself get into this mess?

How did I not see it?

How could I have been sublime?

I knew I recognized him.

I sensed it.

But now, it was too late.

I had fallen.

Again.

And again, I was left powerless.

This was the happiest I'd been in half a decade.

And yet I couldn't enjoy one second of it.

Another of her its many qualities.

I tried to forget, busying myself with the things I enjoyed most.

And one of my favorites was something I caught there.

Late at night when businesses slow, how one of the local cabbys would indulge

me for a couple of hours, taking me on a little tour to the city.

It brought back old memories.

Good memories.

It was as close to flying as I could get.

And at 30 cents a quarter mile, it was worth every penny.

Okay, ride's over.

Five more minutes.

But I can't do this all night.

One cop sees us at my act license.

Do you want your blowjob or mine?

Yeah.

Well, come on, bitch.

Keep driving.

Think you're a little wild like a Princess.

I like to walk the world down.

Yeah.

Baby, I'm a total overseer.

And I...

Sky high.

Yeah.

Yeah.

Sky high.

Yeah.

Yeah.

Yeah.

Sky high.

Yeah.

Yeah.

As I was about to say, we usually took the fair out and trade.

It was the perfect setup.

I get my ride, and we both get sex, a definite win-win situation.

But no matter how hard I tried, which my

feelings aside, they crept back into my head.

He was all I could think about.

By some freak twist of fate, I had met my other.

What humans call the love of your life, or their soulmate.

Yet here I am, sucking off some stranger in an alley.

I have fear.

I guess I would have it stay hard.

Smaller baby.

He's.

not like a baby.

He's not like a baby.

He's not like a baby.

This was one of the places I went when I needed to blow off a little steam.

On those dreary nights that I was feeling even more disheartened than usual.

It was great, open 24-7, so even on nights when the

clubs were dead, I could come in here and find solace.

Young, beautiful girls, lined up and ready to please.

Mine for a couple of scraps of paper.

I used to look deep into their eyes.

The darker the eyes, the darker the soul.

I could always tell which ones would be the nastiest.

And I like the newer ones.

Sitting behind the glass too long has a way of sucking the life out of them.

With those girls, it was like watching paint dry.

Too much of a... Oh my god.

Oh my.

I was in heaven.

Pretty little angel.

Are you new?

What's your name?

Gabrielle?

Oh, whoever.

Like the angel Gabriel.

Shall we?

Hello, my little angel.

Hello.

Are you a good angel?

I'm a bad one.

I'm a bad one.

A real bad one.

We're going to get along just fine.

What would you like me to do?

Get undressed.

I want you to take off all your clothes and turn around.

Now I... Turn around.

Get on your hands and knees.

Like that?

Yeah.

As I watched, this beautiful creature reveal herself to me.

I barely noticed her perfectly shaped ass.

Her neatly shaven pussy.

Or even her heart is nails and nipples.

I was fixed on one thing.

It was perfecting about her.

That tattoo.

I could look at nothing else.

It back into me.

I want you to tell me a story.

About what?

About the time that you've done the nastiest thing ever.

Tell me about the time that you drove on the thing to yourself.

I can't believe I just did that.

What a fucking war I am.

There was this one time I went to a bar all by myself.

I sat up at the bar and I waited.

And a very sexy man walked in.

He asked me to start a finger and my pussy right there at the bar underneath my skirt.

It was so a way she went.

Telling me of some sort of twist she supposedly had.

No doubt a well rehearsed, pre-thought-out event that never even happened.

I can almost see her at home practicing in front of me.

I was only half listening.

Her words meant nothing.

All I could think about was wings.

I was mesmerized.

I couldn't take my eyes out of her.

And all the wildest poor innocent had no idea of things I wanted to do to her.

Don't turn around.

I like you just like that.

Yeah.

Yeah.

Oh.

Oh, fuck.

Yeah, I'll pull your fingers out and taste it.

It was.

incredible.

She was like a puppet on a string.

My marionette angel to do with as I placed.

And as I traced the outline of her markings.

I began to tremble.

I had to have her.

Uh, I wanted to hold her.

I wanted to hold her.

Oh.

Oh.

Oh.

I'm scared.

A little.

pause...

and we are back.

Ah...

ah, I can't hear it.

I'm sorry, I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.

Ah, I thought it was something wrong.

I'm sorry.

Aren't you tired, are my fingers?

Yes, yes.

Oh god, ah, ah.

Ahh, ah, ah, ah, ah ah.

Harder?

Harder?

Oh, yeah.

Harder?

I'm not that pussy.

I'm not pussy.

Yeah.

Yeah.

Yeah.

Yeah.

Yeah.

We did it.

too.

Yeah.

Oh, it's really hard to say that.

Yeah.

Yeah.

Oh, yeah.

Oh.

Oh, yeah.

Oh, yeah, that's cool.

Oh, yeah.

Oh, yeah.

Oh, yeah.

Oh, yeah.

I don't like that.

Oh, it's so hard.

Oh, yeah.

Oh, yeah.

Oh, yeah.

And we are back.

Oh!

I can.

hear you.

Can you hear me?

And we.

are back.

It's.

so fucking good.

Oh, yeah, look at it.

Just like that.

Oh, fuck.

Oh, it's fucking good.

Oh, fuck.

Oh, yeah.

Oh, fuck it.

Yeah.

Oh, fuck.

Oh, fuck.

Oh, fuck.

Oh.

Oh.

Oh.

Oh.

Oh, yeah.

Oh, yeah.

Oh, yeah.

Oh, fuck.

Oh, fuck you.

Oh, yeah.

Yeah.

Oh.

Yes.

Stop fucking me.

Oh, yeah.

Oh.

Oh.

Oh, fuck.

Oh.

Oh.

Oh, fuck.

They were magnificent, almost as beautiful as my own.

But they would never fly, and they brought me no closer to the light.

In fact, I was slipping even further from it.

I had transformed yet again, and I didn't like what I had become.

Evil is but one step away, and the choice of

whether or not to take that step was a hand.

It was a choice I wasn't ready to make, and like so many times before,

I would find hell but a most unlikely place.

Happy, huh?

Good.

Lucky are then some, not so much others.

Yeah, you got maybe.

Happy in the slides, before us all, we need better to stoop down and pick it up.

For those not too proud to kneel, have don't be afraid to ask for.

it.

You are a genius.

I just need a quarter.

Small price to pay for such a beautiful smile.

Hello?

Yeah, look, I can't hear you, call me back.

Hey, that's Angel, can you hear me?

Yeah, I can't hear you.

Hello?

You hear this?

Put your fucking hands up.

Slowly give me your fucking wallet, and you'll watch.

Come on, come on, do it.

Give me your supple, come on.

Give me your watch too, come on, come on.

Come on.

The fucking around, the fucking around man.

Take what you want, Angel.

Fuck up.

What's that?

What are you doing here?

We need to talk.

Now.

Sir, you who?

Like I said, we need to talk.

And talk we did.

At least I did.

He just did there, stunned, pretty much throughout the whole thing.

I told him about me.

About Denise.

About everything.

I told him how sorry I was.

And I told him I loved him.

I thought he was going to scream.

Or cry.

Or maybe even hit me.

But he didn't.

He didn't do any of those things.

For him it was finally over.

He now knew the truth about what had happened that night.

He was tired of fighting.

But being pissed off at the world.

Of being sad and lonely.

It was time for him to start fresh.

To give it one more shot.

I was just hoping he'd let me come along for the ride.

And along for the ride I went.

Here we are in the middle of nowhere.

Supposedly to clear our heads.

For me it was all very exciting.

I've never been out of the city before.

Are we lost?

No way, it's not too much for this shit's up here.

What are you doing?

I used to do that all the time when I was a kid.

Really?

I remember back in the day.

I climbed up on this bricky old roof of our garage.

Layed myself out.

Fly away.

Fly anywhere as long as I was back for dinner mom said.

Speaking of dinner.

Want to pull over here?

Got something to eat?

Yeah I guess.

Made some gas anyway.

I will be right back.

Any special requests?

No, surprise me.

As ordered...

One big bag of real food.

Oh look at you digging in.

Good stuff huh?

Stop?

Come on, I'm a cookie.

I'm a cookie.

I'm a cookie.

Uh huh.

Let's taste it.

Alright.

All that you need.

Everything you need.

Everything you need.

All that you need.

All that you need.

All that you need.

Everything you need.

Oh my god.

Oh my.

god.

Come on.

Oh,

sleeping beauty.

Sleep good?

Yeah, strangely enough.

So, people like this.

This is the What do they do out here?

What do they do?

I mean, hike, bike, fish.

I mean, just enjoy nature.

Yeah, let me finish this.

I'll show you.

Give you a little tour of nature.

Isn't this a bit too much like work for you being a bike carrier?

No.

No way.

This is heaven.

I think you get the mountains.

No skyscrapers.

No smog.

No traffic.

Just you and the open road.

It's around the skyscrapers.

Nothing, I guess, but you feel all boxed in and claustrophobic.

Nah.

Maybe on the ground floor.

When you're all the way up top looking down.

Wow.

There's no place I got in here.

Yeah, on the one day a year in LA where you don't have any smog.

Hey, but at night when you're all the way up top looking down on the city lights,

like twinkling like millions of little stars.

It's magical.

You want to see magic?

I'll show you magic tonight.

A little confident, aren't we?

Let's talk in more pendant.

Come on, I got a surprise for you.

See?

Now this is my kind of skyscraper.

It's beautiful.

It's almost a beautiful view.

Alright, let's get going.

Right, too.

It's a surprise.

Did I sickle messengers make a lot of money?

Why are you looking for a new career?

No, I was just wondering how it was that you

could afford to take off and just not work.

I know how important work and money is to humans.

Us humans?

Make it sound like you're from another world.

I am.

Yeah, but when you talk like that it makes you

sound all space salient, martians and shit.

You might want to tone that down just a little bit.

Oh.

Okay.

But to answer your question?

No.

Like messengers who make shit.

I just have to own the company so I do okay.

Now I don't even do deliveries unless I'm shorthanded or I feel like I'm an exercise.

So you can give me a job.

I have experience.

Angels are the messengers of God.

Oh really?

Yeah.

See that sign up there?

Yeah.

All right.

I'll raise you to that.

You beat me to that?

You're higher.

You're on.

Ready?

Yeah.

On your Mark?

It's Echo!

Oh, you big cheater.

You're a joke.

You said you wanted to fly.

Are you serious?

Yeah.

Oh my God.

You're cherry to weight, man.

Oh, yours.

This was incredible.

But what was even more incredible was that he had done it for me.

I had been touched by many of that.

But I never knew a human could give me such pleasure.

I was elated.

I thought I was going to burst.

It was beautiful as it was up there.

I could barely take my eyes off of him.

He had proven himself to be a special man as I thought.

I now saw what made him so dear to Denise.

Oh, yeah.

Oh, yeah.

Oh, yeah.

Oh, God.

Oh, God.

So you want to go for a quickie before we head back?

What, you didn't get in that last night?

No, I meant a bike ride in the town and back before we go home.

So you don't want that kind of quickie?

I didn't say that.

No, no, no, it's okay.

The bike ride sounds good.

Wanna race again?

You're right.

Okay.

What do I get when I beat you again?

Oh, I'm getting cocky, huh?

I hope so.

Hey, say, you can't get them in here when you're sitting with your dog before I back?

All right, back up the side of the head.

What the fuck up?

What do we have here?

Looks like we got some city switches out for us when they drive.

I don't know if you can hear me, but everything's gonna be okay.

I have a little pull when it comes to things like this.

Have connections.

I'm glad, Mia.

Get some rest.

I'll be right back.

Excuse me.

Can you tell me if there's a chap or something?

Just go all the way down the hallway and hit the second door, make a right.

Just follow the signs.

Thank you.

You're welcome.

It's been a while since I've done this.

So forgive me if I mess it up.

I know I'm not in your good books right now.

And I know that you and I haven't seen eye to eye in quite a while.

But I come to ask for your help.

Please.

I need you to save him.

And in return, I will sacrifice that, which is

most precious to me, the return of my wings.

And I'll only do good from now on.

Whatever you ask.

I am your servant.

I beg for your forgiveness.

And I'm at your mercy.

All.

I ask of you is that you let him live.

Or see if it's to give me the power to do so.

Please.

Let us be together.

You've taken so much.

I'm going to get your name, address, and date of birth.

Listen, ma'am.

I don't need no doctor.

I just want to go home.

Sir, we're going to clean your wounds and bandage you up.

What's with the fuck you doing?

Calm down, buddy.

Don't tell me to calm down.

Get the fuck out of my way.

Just relax.

I'm not a girl.

He's right.

Let her go.

She was only trying to help you.

Yeah.

Well, I don't need any help.

Who the fuck are you?

No, mine your own business.

No move.

Come on, lady.

Get out of my way.

Do as yourself.

Just let her go.

And leave.

Go.

No way, ma'am.

She's fine with me.

I need a hostage.

I can't make you do that.

Then you're going to die.

And he had made it so.

I had done my good deed, selflessly giving my life for another's.

Really the fuck?

So he granted me my last wish.

Unfortunately, the only way he was able to make it happen was to let Keith die.

He does work in mysterious ways.