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(intense music)

- Hey Vinnie, looks like you're thinking about wussing out.

- No, I just, I just think it's for nothing, you know.

It's stupid.

- You'll do it if you wanna be one of us.

Then you're like a brother, eh Moe?

- A brother rat.

(intense music)

- Hey there, what have you got in your pocket?

- Same thing you got in your head, bozo, nothing.

- Stop!

Stop!

Where are you going?

Hey hey hey!

You didn't pay!

(intense music)

(tires screeching)

(head banging)

- Come on, Moe, we're outta here.

- What about Eddie?

- What about him?

He knew the risks.

Let's go.

- You okay?

Call 911!

- Kathie Chandler.

When?

What hospital?

I'm on my way.

(dramatic music)

Dear God, help him.

He is so young.

Please, let him live.

(dramatic music) (church bells ringing)

♪ La da da da ♪

(phone ringing)

- Yellow?

What?

♪ La da di da ♪

(majestic music)

(sirens blaring)

(tense music)

- [Nurse] What are his breath sounds?

- [Nurse] Breath is clear and equal.

Heart rate?

- [Nurse] 140 sinus tach.

- [Nurse] We're losing pressure, check the IV.

- [Nurse] Second line has started.

- [Nurse] What are his vital signs.

- [Nurse] 90/50 and falling.

- [Nurse] We're losing him, people.

(flat line droning)

- Doctor, he's hit V-fib.

- All right, charge me up to 300.

- [Nurse] Charged.

- Clear.

(machine popping)

(flat line droning)

Come on!

Clear.

(flat line droning)

Clear.

(machine popping)

(flat line droning)

(mysterious music)

- I, I've been waiting for you.

- I'm sorry, I came in here by mistake.

- You're not the one?

- Thanks.

- [Intercom] Dr McDonough, call 2540.

- Hi.

- [Intercom] Dr McDonough, 2540.

(mysterious music)

- You ready?

- What?

- Are you ready?

- For what?

- To go.

- To go?

- We were a little short handed up stairs,

so I'm just kinda fillin' in.

- Are you talking to me?

- Yeah, you're Eddie Chandler, eh?

Got it right there, X marks the spot.

- But.

- Come on, it's time to go.

- What do you mean by go?

- I mean go, take a hike, get outta town,

make like a tree and leave,

which ever vernacular you prefer.

Let's do it, times a wasting.

You're time is up and so are you in a minute.

(elevator dinging)

- Who are you?

- Howard.

Just Howard.

We don't have last names, we don't need them.

I'm your transport angel.

Well, actually I'm a cherubim but like I said

we were a little short handed on field angels.

Push that one.

- Wait, you're an angel.

I'm dead.

- Bingo.

Go ahead.

- Wait, I read somewhere that when you die

you were sucked into a big tunnel of light or something.

- I can't do tunnels of light.

This is all I could come up with.

Look, I'm just filling in.

Please, push the button.

I know what you're thinking,

where are the wings, right?

How can this guy be an angel when he doesn't have any wings?

Well, I'll tell ya.

The old masters wanted to distinguish angels

from ordinary people in their paintings.

So they painted wings on 'em.

Angels don't have wings, go figure.

- No, they have elevators.

- Just push the button.

- But I don't wanna die.

Can't we just forget about this?

- I'm sorry, we can't.

Go ahead.

No, not that one!

The other one.

(elevator powering up)

(elevator dinging)

- Where the hell are we?

- Hell's a place, not an expression.

Watch your language.

This, is your floor.

(serene music)

- Cool, but.

(speaking in foreign language)

- It's French.

- Where is uh, this isn't right, is it?

- What?

- Well I was expecting somebody else.

(phone ringing)

- Excuse me, must be for me.

Yellow?

(Howard clears his throat)

Uh, but I thought he was ready for transport.

I know about the clerical error.

I'm very aware of the clerical error, I just.

What?

Three mortal days?

I couldn't poss...

Bless you, too.

You have to go back.

- Now I have to go back, why?

I mean make up your mind.

- Well, you see, there's been a mix up in my department

and as we say up here, to err is human,

but a really big screw up is divine.

(Eddie sighs)

Let's go.

(elevator powering up)

I have got to figure this out.

I mean, something is not right here.

- Look, I'm not going any farther

till you tell me what's going on.

- How should I know?

- You're an angel, who's supposed to know if you don't?

- I'm a cherubim, not a field angel.

I've never done an actual transfer before.

I'm used to writing the transport vouchers.

Here you go.

But, you're one of my assignments

and there's been a mistake

and I've got three mortal days to figure it out.

And you have a lot to learn before you, yeah.

Well, let's get to it.

- Can't I just go home?

- Like that?

- Like what?

- Like dead.

Well, half dead anyway.

(Howard whistles)

Huh, you've had a pretty colorful career already,

haven't you?

- Nobody's perfect.

- Yeah, you've proved that pretty well.

What, we've got shoplifting, truancy, curfew violations.

You've been expelled from school twice.

You must hang out with a pretty great crowd.

- So I get in some trouble, big deal.

- According to this you've never been out of trouble.

- Wish my mom was here.

- Guess what?

She is.

(mysterious music)

- Mom!

What is this?

Doesn't anybody know me?

- Sure, they just can't see you.

- Well, can't you make them?

I mean if you're really an angel you should be able to.

(sirens flickering)

- Excuse me.

Yellow?

Back, when?

Now?

I, are, are you sure?

But I've never done that before, I.

Okay, I'll give it a try.

(Howard whistles) (clock ticking)

Time out.

(mysterious music)

- What did you do?

- Stopped time.

Celestial stopwatch.

- Stopwatch?

- Yeah, well it works in this particular sphere.

See time is only relative in the mortal world.

Whenever I want to call a timeout, I just click this.

- Kinda like a track meet.

- Yeah, kinda.

Standard equipment for all field angels.

You know actually I've heard stories

about playing practical jokes on mortals, you know.

Like tying their shoelaces together.

(Howard chuckles)

- That's what you do?

Tie people's shoelaces together?

- Well, I've heard.

I haven't actually done it myself, you know?

Come on, you're going back.

- Where?

- Where you were.

Follow me.

(mysterious music)

Well I hope this works.

Get in.

- Get in what?

- Your body.

- How?

- Just do it.

(mysterious music)

(clock ticking)

(flat line droning)

- Come on!

(flat line droning)

(doctor sighs)

(heart monitor beeping)

(majestic music)

- Doctor, we've got a pulse!

- [Doctor] He's very lucky, I can't explain it.

- [Kathie] What?

- Well the initial brain scan

showed massive tissue damage, but now nothing, just a bump.

I'm gonna keep him overnight for observation,

but he should be fine to go home in the morning.

- Thank you.

- [Intercom] Dr Hill, call 58.

Dr Hill, 2518.

- How is he?

- He's going to be fine, thank goodness.

- Can I get you anything?

- Uh, no.

I'm just a little tired, is all.

Oh, isn't that beautiful.

- Yeah, it's for the patient next door, from her daughter.

She's really sick.

Old age, I guess.

Look, I have some coffee and donuts outside on my cart.

Are you sure you wouldn't like something?

(magical music)

(tense music) (crickets chirping)

(glass shattering)

(computer powering up)

- Hey.

I can't leave this alarm off much longer.

The security company checks it every 15 minutes.

- I'll let you know about the next one.

(tense music)

- How you feeling?

- Okay.

- You finished?

- Yeah.

- What were you thinking, Eddie?

Ripping off junk food from a convenience store.

Those older boys you've been hanging out with

put you up to this, didn't they?

- They're my friends, mom.

- Oh yeah, good friends.

Where were they when you were in the hospital

if they're such good friends?

And where are they now?

The doctor said you could go back to school this afternoon.

- There's good news.

- And your new probation officer called from Juvenile Hall.

He's stopping by the morning.

Please, try and make a good impression.

- Fine.

I'll be a good juvenile delinquent.

- I wouldn't mention anything about, you know.

- Who cares, no one believes me anyways.

- I do.

I mean, I believe you believe it.

You've been through a traumatic experience

and maybe you think you saw an angel with wings.

- Angels don't have wings.

- That reminds me.

I promised to bring those old clothes

for the homeless to the church today.

- You going out tonight?

- Mm-hm, I have a date with Parker.

- Again?

- Why don't you like him?

He really likes you.

- Well then why don't you marry him?

He's loaded, you never have to work again.

- What about love?

- What about it?

What'd it get you the first time, anyways?

- Just because he's financially well off

doesn't mean he'd be a good husband, or father.

- He's got money, what else is there?

- Why don't you worry about getting off probation

and I'll worry about my relationships, okay?

- Maybe somebody should worry about your relationships.

I mean, you haven't done too good in the past, have you?

- No, I guess I haven't.

I love you, you know.

(dramatic music)

- I need your money.

Because I have been chosen.

I have been chosen, ladies and gentlemen,

to heed the word of God.

So, call that number on your screen

and you pass, pass the bowl around

and put those dollars, those.

(TV static buzzing)

With the God and.

(TV static buzzing)

All.

(TV static buzzing)

The heads and.

(TV static buzzing)

Everybody, pray.

(TV static buzzing)

Let it.

(TV static buzzing)

All.

(TV static buzzing)

Oh, hi Eddie.

I want you to remember,

all negative feelings come from fear.

(magical music)

What are you doing here?

- Nice to see you, too.

- You know nobody believes me about you.

Actually, I don't know if I believe it.

- Well, that's to be expected.

Unfortunately, people don't think too much

about angels these days.

(Howard whistles)

You've got a lot to do.

- What?

- Things to learn.

I've been assigned to teach you.

See, we were a little short handed upstairs and I.

- Yeah, I know.

Why don't you just tell your boss up there

that I don't need your help?

- Well, actually you do need some divine intervention.

Which, just happens to be me.

(doorbell ringing)

- That's my new probation officer.

- Well let him in.

- How am I gonna explain you?

- Truth always works.

- Yeah right.

Hide in the kitchen.

- Angels don't hide in kitchens.

- Well then hide in the bathroom.

- Just open the door.

- I'm not explaining it this time, you get to.

(magical music)

♪ La da da da ♪

- I'm your new probation officer.

May I come in?

- How did you?

- What do you think?

Bow tie too much?

- Yeah, you look like a dork.

What's happening?

- Well, being invisible takes a lot of effort,

and to tell you the truth I'm not really very good at it.

My boss, the Dominion, thought it'd be better

if I blended in while I'm down here.

- You still an angel?

- You still a juvenile delinquent?

Come on, let's get out of here.

Grab your stuff.

(whimsical music)

- So what'd you say you were, a cherry man angel?

- A cherubim.

Then second degree of angels.

- How many degrees are there?

- Actually, there's quite a few.

Like the seraphims.

Their job is to unceasingly worship God.

Good singers in that group.

- That where Elvis went?

- Who's Elvis?

- Nevermind.

Where are we going?

- You got any money?

- Couple of bucks, why?

- You're gonna need $1.29.

- What for?

- Restitution.

Look familiar?

- What are we doing here?

- Unfinished business.

- Okay, I'm gonna go get gas.

You can get a drink and then pay the man, okay?

- Don't spill, okay?

Makes the floor slippery.

- You owe money here.

- For what, breaking their pavement with my head?

- For taking something without paying for it.

Remember?

- You heal fast.

- Yeah well, there you go.

For what I took.

(ominous music)

- Hey!

Cash, man.

Get it quick.

Come on, the money.

The money, let's go, move it!

- Do something.

- I can't.

- What do you mean, you can't?

You're an angel.

- I'm not allowed to interfere here on Earth.

It's against the rules.

- Rules?

- Hey, you two, quiet!

- Okay.

(tense music)

- Okay, okay now the safe.

Open it.

- I can't, it's a key lock.

Only the manager has a key.

- No.

No you open it, or I'll decorate the walls with you,

you understand?

(ominous music)

- You have to do something.

- Me?

Who made up that rule?

I'm not sticking my neck on the line for nobody.

- Hey, you,

quiet!

(Howard laughs)

♪ La la da da ♪

Stop right there.

- Is here okay?

(magical music)

Whoops.

(shoes squeaking)

(man grunting)

(shoes squeaking)

Eddie, let's skedaddle. (Howard snaps fingers)

- You all right?

- Yeah, could we do it again?

- Yeah.

- Are you all right?

- Come on, come on, let's go.

(sirens blaring)

- Why are you in such a hurry for?

- Oh we don't want to spend the rest of the day

talking to the police.

With your record

they'll probably think you're an accomplice.

Besides, I don't exactly have current ID.

- Wait, I thought you weren't

supposed to interfere with actions here.

What about that guy's gun?

- What about it?

I mean I know if you moved it around a lot

it would fall apart. - Yeah.

- There was a screw loose.

- Talk about a screw loose.

- Where's your mom's office?

- A couple blocks away.

Why?

- I'd like to meet her.

- No way.

I have a hard enough time trying to understand you.

I'm not gonna try to explain you, too.

- What's to explain?

Just tell her the truth.

- Yeah, if I want to be put in the looney bin.

Look, maybe in heaven everybody believes in angels,

but down here it's a different story.

I have enough problems.

- Problems are what make you grow.

- Yeah, by this rate I'll be eight feet tall.

- Eh, 6'9, tops.

- I gotta find a phone to call my mom.

- Why not use that one?

(magical music)

- You got any change?

- Angels don't carry money, don't need to.

- Well, you know you're not as helpful

as you think you are.

Guess I'll just have to improvise.

- Uh, call me old fashioned,

but wouldn't that be considered theft?

- More like borrowing.

When I have a quarter, I'll bring it back.

I will.

(phone dialing)

Hey mom, it's me.

Uh, my new probation officer wants to meet ya.

- Oh, he can't, um.

All right, um,

maybe later then, okay?

Bye.

(Howard clears his throat)

- Much better.

- She can't see you, she's got stuff to do.

- Actually she's busy for just an hour,

and then she can see us.

- Yeah but, how did you know that?

- Extremely good hearing, my boy.

Extremely good hearing.

Come on.

- Where?

(magical music)

(Howard whistling)

- You know, I thought since we had an hour to kill,

we'd do something fun.

Something exciting.

- What is this bull?

- Community service.

You have 50 hours to complete as part of your probation.

- I'm not doing this crap.

(magical music)

I can't move, what is this?

- Blessed are those whose feet are quick to do good.

You just gotta go in the right direction.

Just like in life.

There you go, now we're moving, huh?

- Yeah, shut up.

- Was I right? - Yeah, I'm moving okay.

- I was right, wasn't I? - Yeah, all right.

- Come on.

- You're an angel, what can I say?

- Hi there.

This is Eddie Chandler, the one I called you about earlier.

- I remember.

I just didn't believe it.

Follow me.

- Wait, how did you call?

- I've got my connections.

- Yeah.

- I think he's the one who's waiting for you.

- Do I have to do this?

I mean,

I can't help a cripple.

- You don't know what you can do until you try.

Now for someone with poor judgment

you're awfully quick to judge.

Go on.

- Hey, how's it going?

My name's Eddie.

What's yours?

- Wilford.

- What?

That's your name?

Oh, that's a good name.

Wanna shoot some hoops, Wilford?

- Okay.

I'm not very good at basketball.

- No problem, man, neither am I.

Come on.

Go ahead.

Shoot it.

This time, put your other hand underneath

and just let it roll off your fingertips, all right?

So put this hand underneath

and kinda let it roll off your fingertips.

Got that?

All right, you got it off the backboard, didn't ya?

Okay this time, bend your knees a little.

You know, get into it.

You know, it helps.

- I can, I can only bend one knee.

- Yeah, right.

Um, well bend one knee, you know?

It'll help.

- All right.

- Oh got it.

All right.

Come on, don't give up.

I started out this bad too, come on.

- Just forget it.

I'm not gonna make it.

(magical music)

- I uh, I think you should try it one more time.

- What for?

- Because you never get any better if you quit.

- I haven't made a basket yet.

- Try one more.

Come on.

You can do it.

(tense music)

- All right!

Nice shot!

All right, man.

- Eddie.

- Yeah?

Yeah, I'll come back next week.

Practice some more.

We'll have you doing pick up games in not time.

- Thanks.

- Hey, no problem, buddy.

I'll see you next week, all right?

- Okay.

(hopeful music)

- You're a pretty good basketball player, you know that?

- Eh, fundamentals aren't too hard.

Thanks.

(magical music)

- For what?

- For making the basket go in.

- I didn't make it go in, Wilford did.

- What's happened?

- He did, he made the basket on his own.

- I can't believe it!

- But.

- You mortals can do amazing things by yourselves.

You just have to believe it.

- Man, you sure are hard to figure out.

- That's why they pay me the big bucks.

- So how do you do that?

You know, disappear.

- I was trying to pop out,

but just can't seem to get the hang of it.

Look, I told you this invisibility thing is not easy.

I just sort of, fade.

(phone ringing)

Oh, excuse me.

- Yellow?

(mumbling on phone)

Yes, I know.

We will.

Well, I wasn't informed

that there was gonna be a robbery and I.

I, it was the only thing I could think of at the time.

I haven't exactly read the field manual, remember?

Okay, by the way I meant to ask you,

what do you think of the bow tie?

Bless you, too.

- How does that work?

- I think you just put a coin in the slot and turn the knob.

Well, it's not the phone company,

but guess it'll have to do, right?

- I guess so.

- This must be the place.

- I'll tell you what I think of your bow tie.

I think you look like a dork.

- You already told me that.

What is this dork, anyway?

Fancy digs.

- Yeah, my mom works up on the seventh floor.

Sometimes she works out at the warehouse office, too.

- Just stall him.

Just do it.

Will you watch where you're going?

- Don't get.

- You shouldn't judge occurrences.

You're only seeing a fragment of the total.

- What?

- The total person.

You're just like all mortals.

Your mind interprets

the tiny part of people you see as a fault.

Seeing past weaknesses,

that is the greatest gift you can give.

It's a little thing we call total acceptance.

And you need to learn that.

Thank you.

- Jim, what are you doing?

- Oh uh, nothing.

I was just checking a shipping order.

I can't access the codes from my computer.

- There's a reason for that.

It's my job to track shipping, not yours.

If you need information, ask me.

- Sorry.

No need to make a federal case out of it.

(ominous music)

- So what does this company do?

- They wholesale computer processing chips.

CPU's for big corporations.

Lots of money in that.

- Money's kind of important to you, isn't it.

(sensual music)

- Me and everyone else on this planet.

(sensual music)

This is, uh, the, my new probation officer.

He wanted to meet you.

Are you all right, mom?

- I'm fine.

How do you do?

- Howard.

(magical music)

- It's a pleasure to meet you, Mr um, Howard.

- Yes, Howard.

How's the headache?

- Gone.

How did you know I had a headache?

- Um, we have to go back over to my school.

Howard just wanted to meet you.

- I'm here to help your son.

- How nice.

- He neglected to tell me how attractive his mother was.

He has a few things he needs to work out

and well I've been assigned to help him.

- I understand.

Are you new?

- Not really.

- Excuse me for interrupting.

Just checking, we still on for dinner tonight?

- Uh, yeah, sure.

- Hey Eddie.

It's good to see ya.

Heard about the accident though, you okay?

- I'm fine.

- All right.

- Mr Erickson here owns ComTech.

- Hi, Parker Erickson.

- Howard.

- Howard?

- Um, he's with me.

A friend.

- Oh, well Eddie here's a great kid, but,

I probably don't have to tell you that, do I?

Excuse me.

Um, by the way, Kathie,

I went ahead and took care of that shipment transfer

while you were at the hospital.

- Did you have Jim Kelly do it?

- No, I did it.

I hope you don't mind.

- No, no not at all.

Thanks.

- It was a pleasure.

Howard.

- Likewise.

- All right, I'll pick you up at eight.

- I have to get back to work.

I will see you later at home

and it was very nice to meet you, Howard.

- And you.

I'll be, in touch.

So why don't you like him?

- Who?

- Erickson, seems like a normal guy.

- Yeah well looks can be deceiving.

You seem like a normal guy, too.

- Yes, I'm on my way sir.

- [Mr Barnes] You better be there

before 10 o'clock or the whole deal's gone.

- I'll be there Mr Barnes.

I have the contracts with me.

- [Mr Barnes] You have 15 minutes.

Drop the ball on this one and you're fired.

You got that?

- Uh, yes sir.

I'll be there, and sir you can count...

(phone disconnects)

Look what you've done!

Oh, you stupid!

- I'm sorry, ma'am, I didn't see you.

- Oh shut up!

- Like I said, don't.

- Look what you've done!

Why don't you people ever watch where you're going?

Just get out of my way.

(magical music)

- May I help you?

- Thank you.

I'm sorry.

I've been under a lot of pressure lately.

I'm probably gonna lose my job.

- Yeah, I know.

He doesn't.

- Yes, of course.

I'm sorry, for what I said.

I didn't mean it.

- That's okay ma'am, really.

- You're very sweet.

Thank you for understanding.

- You dropped this.

- Thank you.

- Is this your work?

- Uh, yes.

- You're an architect.

- Well, I was.

- My firm is looking for a new associate.

We're on the eighth floor.

Why don't you give my secretary a call.

- Thank you.

(hopeful music)

- What just happened?

- Life.

At least the way it was intended.

- You made that happen, didn't you?

- No, I just reminded her of something she already new.

You see, people make mistakes, but seldom on purpose.

Forgiveness is a very powerful thing.

Whoa!

(Howard thuds onto floor)

- Come on.

I don't understand you.

- Really?

- I mean, funny things happen around you.

- Funny?

(Eddie yelps) (pocket sizzling)

- What the?

(magical music)

- Money burning a hole in your pocket?

- How did you know?

- Wild guess.

- Yeah but.

- You know the saying, good things happen to good people?

Well guess what?

The reverse is also true.

You know doors they,

(Howard makes creaking noise)

open all the time for people.

Opportunities.

Gotta be careful, pick the right door.

(whimsical music)

Hey, there's your friend.

- Wilfred, what's going on?

Looks like you tripped.

Having trouble walking?

- He's not my friend, okay?

- See what you got in here.

Settle down, huh.

- Aren't you gonna do something?

- [Wilford] Give me back my bag.

- It's none of our business.

- [Wilford] Vinnie, I need those for school.

- I think it is your business.

Isn't Vinnie one of your friends?

- Was, he's a dork.

- Certainly like that word.

I mean, what's a dork?

- Who you calling a dork, dork?

- What's a dork dork?

- No trouble, Vinnie.

Just leave Wilford alone.

- You ain't dead, huh Chandler?

You know the cripple?

Yeah, just chill Vinnie and leave him alone.

- What a wuss.

Don't stick your nose in this, Eddie.

Unless you wanna get it flattened.

What are you looking at, Gomer?

- Actually it's pronounced, Howard.

- Trouble walking, lamo?

Got any money today?

- Oh Vinnie.

- You ever hear the phrase, my brother's keeper?

- He's not my brother.

This has nothing to do with us.

The first rule of the street is not to get involved.

- Eddie, let me ask you something.

If the strong won't protect the weak, who will?

- [Vinnie] Come on, I'll walk you home.

- [Wilford] That's my bag, Vinnie.

- Got any money in here?

Looky there, huh?

Yeah.

- I need that. - All right.

- Eddie?

- Can't you turn that hairball into a frog or something?

- You know, we don't work that way.

- Oh, right.

Angels can't get involved,

so instead you want me to get my butt kicked.

- I just want you to do the right thing.

It's up to you to decide.

(motivating music)

- [Wilford] Give me my money.

- [Vinnie] No, it's my money, okay?

- But Vinnie.

- Give it back to him!

- Get lost, wimp.

- Vinnie, I just.

- Give him back his backpack.

- Or what?

- Just give him back his stuff.

- I used to think you wanted to be one of us.

Why don't you get out of here you little worm,

before I have to hurt you.

- Not until you give him back his stuff.

- Vinnie, don't hurt him.

(punch thudding)

- Say goodbye to your teeth, man.

Whoa!

(whimsical music)

- Are you okay?

- Well, you're learning.

There may be hope for you yet.

- Why is it, whenever I learn something with you,

it always hurts?

- Smooth seas do not skillful sailors make.

- Where do you come up with these?

- Oh, you got a little something on your nose.

(magical music)

- Think you better get home, Wilford.

- Okay.

Eddie, thanks.

- You used your stopwatch

to tie that guys shoelaces together.

- Me? - Yeah.

- Get out of town.

Come on, let's get outta here.

You know we're not supposed to do that.

(calming music)

(tense music)

- Problems?

- I'm not sure.

If I didn't know better,

I would say the shipping codes

have been accessed from my terminal.

There's a file here I have never seen before, Morningstar.

- Hm.

Morningstar, I've never heard of that.

But, then again,

nobody knows the shipping information but you, do they?

- No, that's what bothers me.

Look, the transfer codes from the new advanced CPU chips

appear to have been accessed recently.

And then, suddenly, this new file appears.

It just doesn't make any sense.

Unless.

- Unless what?

Jim Kelly was at my computer this morning.

He said he was just checking something.

- Jim Kelly?

What, you think something's going on?

- I don't know.

- Well, it's probably just the shipping company.

They changed their codes, or they opened a new file.

Have you checked that?

- I was going to do that next.

- Okay.

I love that concerned look you get when you're thinking.

- Parker.

- All right, I'm sorry, I didn't mean to ruffle you.

Oh, it's probably nothing,

but if you want I'll look into it.

- No, you're probably right.

- Do you know how much I care?

- This isn't the place, Parker.

- And, you're right again.

I can take a hint, but I'll see you tonight.

- Mm-hm.

- So uh, how many angels are there?

- Countless concourses.

- And I got you?

What are the odds?

- I was assigned to you by my Dominion.

They regulate angelic duties.

You know, actually, I was an answer to a prayer.

- Give me a break.

That's what I am to you, an assignment?

- Yeah, a very important assignment.

- Yeah, I'll bet.

- Everyone is important, Eddie, very important.

Something you mortals never realize.

- Yeah right.

- Angels never lie.

- Okay, don't lie.

- A trait it wouldn't hurt you to develop.

- So uh, are you important in heaven?

- Yeah, kinda.

(whimsical music)

- How am I gonna do this?

I have three weeks of work to finish up in three days,

and I can't miss anymore school or else I'll be expelled.

It's gonna take a miracle.

- Well, Joshua destroyed Jericho in three days.

Daniel was in the lion's den for three days.

Jonah was in the belly of the great fish for three days.

Just takes faith.

- Yeah?

Well none of those guys had to finish up

with three weeks of algebra while they did it.

- After all you've seen.

- Hey, I saw a magician

make the Statue of Liberty disappear on television.

Doesn't make him an angel.

How do I know you're not

some escaped psycho magician or something?

I mean, how do I know?

- Faith.

Excuse me, won't you?

(phone dialing)

(phone ringing)

Yellow?

(mumbling on phone)

Hi, sir.

Her?

Now?

Yeah, I know his time is short, I.

Okay, yes sir, right away.

Dork.

What?

Uh, no, uh, dark.

It's getting really dark, soon.

Gotta go, sorry, bye.

- Man, your long distance bill must be murder.

- I gotta go away for a little while.

- What about me?

- Go home and do your schoolwork.

- How?

I have to be in school, remember?

- Oh yeah.

- Yeah.

(air whooshing)

- A surrogate.

- Who is that?

- You.

Well, think of him as a part of you.

He'll go to school for you and then he'll disappear.

- That's me?

But, I.

- I'd like to see your magician pull that out of his hat.

Courage, faith.

Recall what Milton said in Paradise Lost.

"The flaming serif, fearless, though alone,

"encompassed round about those."

It's your English literature assignment.

Now get outta here.

- Hey, but what do about me?

(magical music)

(car horns honking)

♪ Hallelujah ♪

♪ Amen ♪

(singing indistinctly)

- [Director] No no no no.

Once more.

♪ Hallelujah ♪

♪ Amen ♪

(singing indistinctly)

- Not exactly the most heavenly sound, is it?

- Well I guess that depends on your idea of heavenly.

- I suppose it does.

May I?

- Sure.

- Ah.

Sure is peaceful though, isn't it?

- Yes it is. ♪ Hallelujah ♪

♪ Amen ♪

- So, how is Eddie doing? (singing indistinctly)

- Better than he thinks.

He just needs to learn a few things about himself

and I think he'll be just fine.

- You know, I want to thank you for taking time.

I know it's your job, but,

well you really seem to care about Eddie.

- I do.

More than you could possibly imagine.

- What is it about you?

- My boyish good looks.

(both laughing)

- You're different.

I mean that in a good way.

You're not like any of the other

court appointed officers Eddie's had.

- Well, I guess you could say I represent a higher court.

♪ Hallelujah ♪

- You know, I never did get your last name.

- Just Howard is fine.

♪ Hallelujah ♪

You're a good person, Mrs Chandler.

- Just Kathie's fine.

♪ Amen ♪

- Kathie.

You're doing a much better job with your son

than you give yourself credit for.

Really.

- No, no that.

That's a rest in the third measure.

That means rest, not give up.

- Now if you'll excuse me,

there's something I should take care of.

Are you finished?

- That's the word all right.

- They're quite talented, you know?

- Are you listening to the same choir I am?

Huh, I've been doing this too long.

It's not worth the trouble.

(magical music)

Children, I was wrong.

We can do it much better.

I think I was the problem, not you.

- I think you sound perfect.

In fact, quite heavenly.

Why don't you try switching some of the harmonies?

- Oh, of course.

Yes, that's better.

Jennifer, why don't you change places with Angela?

Oh and Charlotte, you go down by Angela.

Fine.

- They sound like angels, you know?

I've heard them before.

- Kenny, on A, you begin.

(magical music)

♪ Hallelujah ♪

♪ Amen ♪

♪ Souls of men sing loud and long ♪

♪ Offer to God your unfaltering song ♪

♪ In praise for his mercy to all ♪

♪ Hallelujah ♪

♪ Amen ♪

(singing indistinctly)

♪ Hallelujah ♪

♪ Amen ♪

♪ Souls of men sing loud and long ♪

♪ Offer to God your unfaltering song ♪

♪ May your praise for his mercy to all ♪

♪ Hallelujah ♪

♪ Amen ♪

(singing indistinctly)

♪ Hallelujah ♪

♪ Amen ♪

- Hi.

- Hi.

- I just saw Wilford.

He said that you fought Vinnie Petreco for him.

Is that true?

- Yeah.

I hit his hand real hard with my nose.

- Well it was pretty brave of you.

Standing up for Wilford, I mean.

I used to think you were a jerk, but now,

well, I was wrong to think that.

- No, you were right, I was a jerk.

But lately I've been seeing things, different.

- Whoa, dude, I thought you were like, DOA.

And here you are in one piece.

And with a babe.

- What you doing, Moe?

- I'm ditching.

I'm heading down to the half pipe to catch some major air.

Wanna come?

- Nah, I got stuff to do.

Homework.

- That sounds real hot.

Catch you later, little dude.

- So um, you want a ride?

You petal.

- How's it going?

- It's going.

- I'm really proud of the effort you're making.

If you get hungry there's plenty to eat.

Are you all right?

- Yeah.

- When you were little, you were allergic to milk,

but we didn't know that then.

We were so young.

First time parents.

Every night, you would cry and cry.

It was like your little heart was breaking.

I would hold you and rock you in my arms,

but it never did any good.

I tried everything, and then one night, it was really late.

I was at the end of my rope,

but you just kept on crying so,

I put on a record and I danced with you around the room.

You stopped crying.

It was the only thing that ever worked.

(smooth music)

♪ Heaven sent an angel to me ♪

♪ Right from up above ♪

♪ Heaven helped to give me truly ♪

♪ Someone like you to love ♪

♪ Heaven heard my prayers about you ♪

♪ Blessed my heart, angels blessed my heart ♪

♪ Heaven made my dreams come true ♪

♪ Brand new start, gave me a brand new start ♪

♪ Heaven sent you to love ♪

♪ An angel in my arms ♪

♪ Heaven sent from above ♪

♪ From above, to bless me with your charm ♪

Eddie, is that Parker?

I'll be ready in a minute.

- How you feeling, big guy?

- Fine.

I got a lot of homework.

- Oh, way to crack the books, kiddo.

You're gonna do all that tonight?

- I don't have much of a choice.

- [Katie] Hi.

- Hi.

- Go to bed early.

I love you.

- Have a good time.

- How's he doing?

- Adjusting.

Ever since the divorce he's just.

- Oh, you're too hard on yourself.

You're probably the best mom I know, that's mine included.

What is it, Eddie?

He's gonna be all right.

- Oh, it's not that.

It's just that computer file.

It still bothers me.

- It's probably nothing.

I wouldn't worry about it.

- I found shipments going from here to Singapore.

You know we don't have any distributors in the far East.

- You're saying someone from ComTech authorized this?

- Yes.

- When's the shipment supposed to happen?

- In the morning.

- All right, we'll access the computers at the warehouse,

it's on the way.

- Now?

- If someone's ripping us off, Kathie,

I want to know about it.

(tense music)

(bell ringing)

♪ I want to do things one at a time ♪

- How you doing tonight, hun?

- Oh, all right.

Kinda slow, is it?

- Yeah, I'll give it bout an hour.

We'll have all kinds of cow cookies in here yammering away.

- Yeah.

- Want your usual?

- Sure.

(magical music)

- [Howard] It's hard to decide sometimes, isn't it?

- Do I know you?

- No, but I know you, Al.

Wrestling with your conscience is tricky business.

- Uh, what are you talking about?

- I'm talking about the money, Al.

- Listen, you stay away from me.

- I know what you're doing.

I know what you've been up to, Al and...

- Look, you get outta here and leave me alone, okay?

Okay?

- You're a good man, Al.

Deep down inside you wanna make amends.

Make them.

- Look, you stay away from me and leave me alone.

- Who you talking to, sugar?

- Him.

- Him, who him?

- You see this guy sitting right here?

- Sorry darling, there's nobody there.

- Please give me that coffee.

- Maybe you've had enough coffee for one night, honey.

(bell ringing)

Maybe you outta switch to decaf.

(tense music)

- That's strange.

You wait in the car.

- What are you going to do?

- I'm gonna find out what's going on.

- Parker.

- No, I'll be right back.

(tense music)

(phone dialing)

(phone ringing)

- Hi honey, it's me.

I'm just checking in, how's it going?

- I'm just trying to stay awake while I'm reading

Milton's, "Paradise Lost."

- Pretty boring stuff, huh?

- Where are you guys, at the restaurant?

- No, not yet.

We're at the warehouse.

Parker wanted to check something before.

(Kathie screaming)

- Mom.

Mom, what's happening?

Mom, are you there?

Hello?

- Keep quiet!

(ominous music)

- How do I call heaven?

It was sort of a, song thing.

(phone dialing)

Too stupid.

That's it.

- [Woman] Welcome.

- Hello, I'd like to speak to Howard.

- [Woman] To the celestial voicemail system.

If you know your party's four digit extension,

you may enter it at any time.

(dog whimpering)

- How am I supposed to know that?

- [Woman] Please enter a selection.

For admissions, pearly gates, press one.

For judgment, press two.

Paradise, press three.

Firmament, press four.

(dog whimpering)

Angel section, press five.

- That's it. (button beeping)

Hi, I'd like to speak to Howard.

- [Woman] Welcome to the angel menu.

Heavenly choir, press one.

Divine intervention, press two.

Departments, press three.

(button beeping)

For seraphim, press one.

For cherubim, press two.

- [Man] Cherubim section, records.

- Hello, I'd like to speak to Howard.

- [Man] Which Howard?

- How many Howard's are there?

He said no last names.

(dog whimpering)

Um, he was head of the records department.

- [Man] Oh that Howard.

I'll connect you.

- [Howard] Yellow, this is Howard.

- Howard, this is Eddie.

You gotta come back here.

- [Howard] Ha, gotcha.

I'm away from my desk at the moment

but your call's very important to me

so please leave a message and I'll get right back to you.

(machine beeping)

- Howard, it's Eddie.

Mom's in trouble.

I'm gonna go to the warehouse and...

(machine beeping)

(phone disconnecting)

Tree's all yours.

(dog whimpering)

(tense music)

(man talking quietly)

- [Man] Let's get back to Parker and the woman.

- Yeah.

(feet shuffling)

Let's hit it.

- Kathie.

- Parker.

What did they do to you?

- Oh they gave me a facial.

Tell me I don't look as bad as I feel.

- What do they want?

- The advanced CPU chips.

You were right.

They said that they were in special boxes,

now those boxes are gone.

And that's what we've been discussing.

- The new 500 megahertz chips.

- What?

- Do you remember when I couldn't figure out

what Morningstar was?

I found an invoice for an advanced shipment

of the new 500 megahertz computer chips.

- The fast one's everyone's talking about?

- Yes.

It has to be.

I knew we didn't have any.

So I figured it must be the stolen shipment

that was on the news.

So I moved them.

- What?

What, you moved them?

How?

- Well I didn't really move them.

I just gave them a new shipping order

and a new password.

The teamsters moved them.

- That is brilliant.

They must be worth a fortune.

- In the far East, yeah.

There's a hefty tariff on anything high tech

coming in from the US.

Whoever is doing this must be selling the chips,

stealing them back and then reselling them.

And keeping the insurance money for the whole shipment.

- Sneaky and beautiful.

I knew I loved you for a reason.

(tense music)

Don't say anything.

(metal banging)

- Time for a little chat.

(tense music)

(engine revving) (intense music)

(tires screeching)

(intense music)

(tires screeching)

- Whoa!

Howard!

- If I told you once, I told you a million times.

Only angels can fly without wings.

(Eddie chuckles)

- Okay, I'll try to remember that.

Come on.

- I can't go with you.

- Why?

- We're not supposed to interfere with mortals.

- Why should that stop you?

You've been interfering

with everything that I've done since you got here.

Come on, mom needs our help.

Please.

- I'm sorry, Eddie.

You're gonna have to do this one on your own.

You've learned an awful lot, Eddie.

It's time to put that knowledge to good use.

Time's almost up.

- Why do you keep on saying that?

Am I gonna die?

- Well, everybody on this Earth dies eventually.

- That's not what I meant.

- I know what you meant.

Go save your mother.

- But I'm just a kid.

What can I do?

- More than you can possibly dream.

- What is this, man?

I go through all this crap, and now I have to do it alone.

- You're never alone, remember that.

Hey, why are you so angry?

The lessons are finally over.

- You know, you're not a bad guy, Howard.

Gonna miss you.

- I really enjoyed my assignment.

I understand why the field angels like it so much here.

Kinda sorry it's coming to an end.

You know what, Eddie?

You're all right, too.

And remember, every time you hear a bell ring,

doesn't mean anything.

Angels don't have wings.

(both laughing)

Hurry.

(magical music)

- We can do this easy,

or hard.

- Easy's always appealed to me,

but we don't know anything.

(ominous music)

- No, stop, stop!

He doesn't know anything.

I do.

- Kathie, don't.

- No!

I am not going to let them kill you

over some stupid computer chips.

They've been moved.

- Where?

- I don't know.

(ominous music)

No!

The password has been changed.

If you access the new file,

it'll tell you what storage unit they're in.

- Kathie.

The new password is heaven sent.

(tense music)

- I'm really sorry you had to go through this, sweetheart.

I knew you did something with the chips.

It was the only thing I could think of

to get the information in time.

- You.

Why?

- Well,

company had been in financial trouble for some time.

And I had been adding to revenues

through some rather creative acquisitions.

And you hit it right on the head.

And you were right about Jim,

he accessed everything for me.

It is rather diabolical, isn't it?

We called it the Lucifer project.

Lucifer, roughly translated, is.

- Morningstar.

You used me all along.

Morningstar is your file for the stolen chips.

- Access the computer and find out where they are.

We'll meet at the airport as arranged.

- Okay.

- I really do care for you, Kathie.

If things had been different.

- Save your breath.

(crickets chirping)

- All right, go ahead and take off.

Your plane leaves in an hour.

I'll bring the chips.

It really is a good plan.

- They'll catch you.

- No, actually they'll catch you.

You're the only one with

the password and shipping code information.

I needed someone to take the fall, Kathie.

But don't worry, you'll probably only get probation.

(tense music)

Last little bit of incriminating evidence.

Can't be too careful.

- What's going on here?

Hey, just hold it here.

- You're in this as deep as I am.

(intense music)

- Eddie!

- Mom!

Are you okay?

- Eddie, get out of here.

Go call the fire department.

- I'm not gonna leave you here.

Are you okay?

Look, we could really use some help here.

(tense music)

(doorknob rattling)

(ominous music)

- Eddie, listen to me.

Get out of here, now!

- I'm not leaving you here, all right?

Thanks, Howard.

Where's Parker, is he hurt?

- He's the one who did this.

- I knew I didn't like him for some reason.

- Come on.

(fire roaring)

- Help!

Somebody unlock this!

I can't get out!

- Who is that?

- It's Parker.

- Jerk.

- All right, all right, let's get outta here.

The fire department's on the way.

Come back here, kid! - Hey!

- Don't go back in there, that guy's not worth saving!

- I have to.

Everyone is important.

- No!

Eddie, come back!

No!

(fire roaring)

- Eddie!

Eddie, I'm locked in!

- Hold on.

- Get a crowbar or something.

Force it open, Eddie!

- Sorry Howard.

- Hurry.

Hurry!

- Don't push.

Oh!

(head thudding)

(fire roaring)

(Parker coughing)

(footsteps approaching)

(fireman breathing through respirator)

(sirens blaring)

- Where's Eddie?

- I don't know!

I thought he was behind me, and.

I was locked in!

- You left him?

Eddie!

I have to get in there, let me go!

- You listen to me!

You stay outta there!

- I'm not gonna take the fall for this, old man!

(fire roaring)

(glass shattering)

(fireman breathing through respirator)

(miraculous music)

- Eddie!

Eddie.

Eddie.

Oh, oh.

Thank you for saving him.

I couldn't get back in...

(sirens blaring)

(monitor beeping)

- [Doctor] We're losing pressure, check the IV.

- [Nurse] Second line is started.

I've drawn labs.

- [Doctor] What are his vital signs?

- [Nurse] 90/50 and falling.

- [Doctor] Heart rate?

- [Nurse] 140, sinus tach.

- [Doctor] Breath is clear and equal.

We're losing him, people.

- [Nurse] Doctor, he's hit V-fib.

(elevator dinging)

- Well, you finally made it.

(elevator powering up)

Of course, it only took me three days,

but I'll get you there.

(elevator dings)

Well, you're finally home.

You've learned a lot.

We're all very proud of you.

- Charlie.

I've missed you.

- Hello, Edie.

I've been waiting for you.

- Again, I'm sorry about the mix up.

Uh, you see one was a life lesson

and the other was a transport and,

we got the vouchers switched.

Well, I got the vouchers switched and,

I mean the names are so close.

Eddie Chandler and Edie Chandler.

And uh, it's really one in a million

when you think about it.

And uh, won't happen again.

Anyway, welcome home, Edie.

(peaceful music)

- He's very lucky, I really can't explain it.

- What?

- Well, the initial brain scan showed massive tissue damage,

but now, nothing.

Just a bump.

I gotta keep him overnight for observation

but he should be fine to go home in the morning.

- Thank you.

- Honey.

Hi, how you feeling?

- Howard.

- That's right, Dr David Howard.

- But you're an angel.

- Thank you.

I've been called worse.

- Mom, the fire.

I died but, but I didn't.

And those guys who kidnapped you.

And that jerk, Parker.

- What?

Honey, honey, don't upset yourself.

You were hit by a car

in the parking lot of a convenience store.

I know about the shoplifting, we'll work it out.

- No, I'm telling the truth.

I died.

And this angel, Howard.

Him.

He came back and he, and he taught me stuff and.

- It must have been a dream

when you were unconscious, that's all.

You know, when you were little,

you used to think Howard was the name of God.

We would go to church, he would hear the Lord's Prayer

and get the words mixed up.

Our Father, who art in heaven, Howard be thy name.

(Dr Howard laughs)

- Then none of it ever happened.

- Well, you did get hit by a car.

- Hi Eddie.

I heard what happened.

I'm glad you're okay.

- It hasn't happened yet.

It's all gonna happen again.

Dr Howard, are you married?

- Uh, no, I'm not.

- Neither is my mom.

(both laughing)

- Yeah actually, I wanted to show you the uh,

the brain scan here.

(magical music)

- Hi.

- Um, this was your mothers.

I got it by mistake.

- Thank you, that was very kind.

- You know, your mother's very happy now.

She's in a beautiful place, with people who love her.

- You don't know how,

how much I want to believe that.

- You can believe it.

Heaven sent for her.

(magical music)

- [Dominion] Well, you got out of that one, barely.

- [Howard] I thought it turned out pretty well, actually.

I mean, you know, all things considered.

Hey Chief, can we talk about my next assignment.

- [Dominion] What next assignment?

You were filling in, remember?

- [Howard] Well yeah,

but I think I have a real flare for this.

I was thinking,

maybe wings aren't such a bad idea, after all.

You know, for getting around.

Oh, one more thing.

Uh, I kinda like that bow tie.

You think I could wear one up here?

Chief?

(upbeat music)

♪ La da do da ♪

♪ Heaven sent an angel to me ♪

♪ Right from up above ♪

♪ Heaven helped to give me truly ♪

♪ Someone like you to love ♪

♪ Heaven heard my prayers about you ♪

♪ Blessed my heart, the angels blessed my heart ♪

♪ Heaven made my dreams come true ♪

♪ Brand new start, gave me a brand new start ♪

♪ Heaven sent you to love ♪

♪ An angel in my arms ♪

♪ Heaven sent from above, from above ♪

♪ To bless me with your charms ♪

♪ From the moment I first saw you ♪

♪ I knew that you were mine ♪

♪ Heaven sent an angel like you ♪

♪ To love till the end of time ♪

♪ Heaven sent an angel like you ♪

♪ To love till the end of time ♪