All language subtitles for Touched By An Angel s04e17 Flights Of Angels

Yeah,

I agree, William. It's not quite right.

Oh, you gotta go.

No donuts, no water, George. It's time
for bed, sweetheart.

Here's Chester.

Sleep tight, darling.

Don't let the bed bugs bite.

I'm scared of the bed bugs.

Don't worry.

I vacuumed today.

Good night, darling.

Good night.

I don't know, sweetheart. He's in his
studio. Can you go out and get him? No,

he's working.

Good night, darling.

Good night.

How much time is left?

I don't know, baby, but God is the maker
of time, and his timing is perfect, so

he will probably give you as much time
as you need.

What has to be done here?

I want you to work with Sally and the
boys.

And who's going to be Richard's angel?

I will.

This is not a man who will go gently,
Andrew.

Not Teth. I never knew a great artist
who did.

this is not about saving a life and this
is not about making great art this is

about saving a great family and teaching
them how to say goodbye saying goodbye

can be the hardest thing in the world no
dying without saying goodbye that's

worse when you

walk down

I will rise and I will walk with you.

I'll walk with you till the sun don't
even shine.

Walk with you every time I tell you I'll
walk

with you.

Believe me, I'll walk.

These are full -time jobs, more than
full -time.

And the pay isn't great.

Our insurance won't cover for an art
assistant.

I understand.

Our agency specializes in difficult
cases.

Oh, well, the children won't be
difficult.

I mean, they're really very sweet.

Well, they'll be in very good hands with
Monica.

Yeah. Yeah.

Just don't let George talk you into
donuts. If you let him, that's all he'll

eat.

So, when can I meet Richard?

Well, there are a couple things I want
to tell you about him first.

There are two reasons why we need an
assistant right now.

One is that he has an exhibit coming up,
and the closer we get to these shows,

the harder it always is for him to
finish the paintings.

And we also need an assistant now
because I'm afraid that without help,

he won't finish the paintings at all.

Because he's dying.

We were told he has Lou Gehrig's
disease.

I am sorry.

Richard's been told, too, but he doesn't
believe it.

The disease is already affecting his
legs, and pretty soon it'll start to

its way up his body until... Well, has
your doctor told you

how long he has?

No, but I see him losing ground every
day. I see it, but he can't, or he

You see, these days are very precious to
us.

It's just a temporary job, okay? Just
till I get back on my feet.

Okay?

Doctors.

Never tell you everything's fine. They
want to run tests.

They want to run more tests.

They want to pay for all that expensive
equipment.

Meanwhile, they're holding you hostage
with a bunch of scary possibilities

that'll never happen.

I'm telling you, stay away from her.

So do you want me to make some fresh
paint?

Yeah, thanks.

You want me to stretch a canvas?

Don't bother.

Do you want me to... You know, I never
had an assistant before. I never wanted

one.

I'm not exactly sure what you're
supposed to do.

Richard, I'm just here to help.

That's all.

You know, Sally said that you had this
deadline coming up and that I have

trouble completing things.

Yeah.

Best work is never really done.

God keep me from ever completing
anything.

Dr. Delivery!

George, what have you gotten into?

Let me just wipe it off.

You think I can open that? Sure.

Okay, good enough, George.

We'll reject.

Yeah, I'm going to copy a chapter of
that into your dream book, John Henney.

I'll read it to you when we go whale
watching in the spring.

Only, we won't use harpoons.

I'm making each of the boys books. I
started them when they were born.

They're full of places we've been, all
the things I love most in the world, and

places that we're going to travel to.

For instance, this represents... Wrigley
Field.

Yeah, and then we're going to... Paris.

And then we'll travel to... The donut
store?

Yes.

Every Sunday morning.

Ray.

Put that down.

What's it for?

Nothing. Your mother just likes to keep
it in here.

You know, this is one of my favorite
books.

God keep me from ever completing
anything.

This whole book is but a draft. Nay.

but the draft of a draft.

Oh, time, strength, cash, and patience.

Educated assistant.

Hmm.

Excuse me, gentlemen, but there's a
powdered donut missing from the box.

Andrew, anything you want to say?

Oh, if I were you, I would round up the
usual suspect.

Hey, Dad.

Want to play?

Yeah. Me and George against you and Ray.

Help me, George.

I want to play a little.

Hey, Dad.

You're up.

Dad? Just warming up.

Here, you do over.

Dad?

You know, guys, uh...

I got to finish this painting. Why don't
you go in the house and play with my

cook?

You know

how we work, Ted. He never finishes one
painting at a time. He does them in twos

and threes. Shoot, he's got ten going
right now, all in various stages.

They're incredible.

It's Beth yet.

Listen, let me come by the gallery and
work out a time schedule for the next

exhibit.

You do have exhibit space opening up,
don't you?

Wow.

That soon?

Yeah, sure.

How's tomorrow?

Great.

Great.

I'm just putting some things in very
loosely.

I kind of...

evolve things, you know?

Could you hand me that standard, please?

Yeah.

You taking something out?

Yeah.

You know, I've noticed that you like to
sort of build things up and then you

take them out.

It's like you're having a fight with a
canvas.

Paintings that don't show much struggle
aren't very interesting to me.

So art mirrors life, huh?

If it leaves out the boring part.

Richard. Oh, Richard, I have such
wonderful news.

I'm going to go see Ted tomorrow. I told
him you were almost done with the new

series. Richard.

I heard the word done and my arm cramped
up.

Just give him something to sell.

Finish your paintings.

Richard.

Andrew,

why don't you...

Why don't you go?

You want to come in and say goodnight to
the kids?

Later. Sure.

Yes.

I'm sure.

Sorry.

How many dolls equal one painting?

One inch?

Two inches?

Oh, Daddy drew a picture of me when I
was a baby.

Here's your diaper.

Okay, gentlemen.

You've had your snack, you've had your
story. Now it's time for bed. Just a

little more. Dad promised to come in and
play airplane with us.

I don't remember him saying that.

He said it to me. He did.

Anyway, time to go upstairs. He did, he
did. Let's go, let's go, let's go.

He means it.

Upstairs.

But Dad's a liar.

John Henry, you know that isn't true.

Now, upstairs, on the double.

I'll get them ready for bed.

Oh, thanks, Monica.

Sally, have you given much thought about
what's going to happen to you and the

boys?

These bills are just the beginning.

All I really think about these days is
how many days we have left with Richard.

We kissed in a field of white.

And stars fell on Alabama last night.

I can't forget the land of your eyes.

Come on.

Come on, boy.

Good job, man.

Go on, William.

It's okay.

Oh, God.

It's really true. I'm dying.

I'm really going to die.

The boys have been waiting all morning
to share their surprises.

It took me that long to walk here from
the studio.

Next time I'm going to take the bus.

Okay, cover Daddy's eyes.

Okay!

I saw an ad in the classifieds and
thought, why not?

The things you use.

Do you pay Blue Book value?

Oh, no, no, no, no. This is previously
owned.

Hey, Dad, why do you need this?

Uh... Come here, guys.

All right, now, don't be afraid, because
there's nothing to be afraid of, okay?

But I have something called a disease.

Who knows what a disease is?

It's when you get sick.

That's right.

And this disease makes my legs weak,
which is why I fell down last night.

So it's like a germ in your body?

Yeah, kind of.

Is the doctor going to do an operation?

No, no, they can't. It doesn't work that
way.

Dad, you're not going to die, are you?

No. No,

John Henry. Not for a long, long time.

You know, I'm in a mood for a donut. Who
wants to get me one? Me! Me!

I do!

Me!

We're going to have to tell them the
truth.

I did.

Well, not the whole truth.

Richard, we're running out of time.

You know that, don't you?

I couldn't.

They're not ready to hear it, not yet.

Maybe you're not ready to say it.

Well, you know I love Richard's work.

And the reviews on his first show here
were great.

The best work he's ever done.

But he's only finished two.

He's working on the others.

Sally, I have to fill this gallery. I
need a dozen paintings.

I can't set aside a month for an artist
with two.

And in his condition, how many more can
he do?

Excuse me. Did he exhibit here two years
ago big monumental canvases of planes

and trains?

Yes, that's him. I love his work. I've
been trying to find it ever since.

I have a friend at the Whitney I think
would flip over his paintings.

Uh, my name is Tess. Does he have
representation?

No, he hasn't needed it before. Well,
maybe he does now.

Uh, when can I come over?

Lux Perpetua.

Hmm, what?

Lux Perpetua.

Here on the candle.

Light eternal.

Mm -hmm.

Never a candle burns away.

Most people...

I'm diagnosed with ALS.

Last three, maybe four years.

Thumb is going funny on me.

I have to hold the brush different.

What about thumb?

Like that?

Not bad.

You're breathing hard?

Mm -hmm.

When Matisse was an old man, his
arthritis was so bad that he couldn't

brush anymore, and so his assistants had
to tie one on.

You said it didn't matter.

Because you don't paint with your hands.

You paint with your heart.

That's you, Sally.

You're all my heart.

This is Pat.

He loves your work and wants to
represent you. Yes, I do.

Nice to meet you, Jeff.

Oh, the pleasure is all mine. I feel
like I just walked into Van Gogh's

Hardly. I was right about him, too.

I met Tess at the gallery, and I'm
afraid Tess had some bad news.

When I told him only two paintings were
done... He didn't want to commit to the

show because he was afraid I'd die
before I could finish it. And if you've

got two paintings to sell, believe me, I
will get them sold.

Two paintings, really.

Cover. Today's bills.

Richard.

Maybe it's time for the respirator. No.

No respirator.

We're approaching Paris. Oh, no,
turbulence.

John Henry, keep it down. Daddy needs
his rest.

If he's not that sick, why does he need
to rest so much?

He's lazy, I guess.

John Henry, why don't we take a walk to
the donut store?

Great, let's get going.

Richard, do you need anything else?

I want...

To see Paris.

Two paintings.

I'll never get them there.

But if I can finish all twelve, then...
Richard, twelve paintings...

It's a lot of work.

It's a lot of time.

I'm going to do it.

It will take everything you have.

That's what I'll give it.

and I am ready to help you every step of
the way.

Tomorrow's a new day Never forget

You reach a bit further

Take one more step One day

you will leave me That's the way it must
be

The day will come

when I close my eyes

This lullaby promised me

Richard, tell me something.

What is it about all these tall
buildings and these immense ships that

you so much?

I kind of like the idea of people making
gigantic,

seemingly impossible things.

The ambition to make something so grand.

That's your dedication.

Makes me admire a man.

God, I understand. He can do anything.

But the things human beings can do are
overwhelming.

Yes, my friend.

Some human beings are overwhelming.

Richard! Hey, Andrew.

I just got off the phone with Tess, and
she convinced Ted that you could do it,

and the gallery is set for next month.

Congratulations.

Well, there's a happy end to the day.

That's great, Sally.

That's great.

Well, um, get some rest.

I will.

See you in the morning.

No, no, no.

It's worth nothing now. Oh, God.

It's him.

Oh, no.

It's all gone.

Sally?

Sally?

I want to escape.

Richard. It was up against this table.

John Henry moved it there.

And I only have escaped.

Okay.

You're back in business.

I never really believed there'd be a
last painting.

But there it is.

That's got to count for so much.

You know something, Richard?

I'm very proud to be your friend.

Not just friend.

That'll keep a roof over my family's
head.

Hey, where's my donut?

George, that was mine.

It's okay.

We'll get some more tomorrow. There's
never enough for me.

Not in anything.

Dad's always working. He's taking over
the living room now.

We never get to play anymore.

He gets tired all the time.

I hate painting.

I hate donut.

I hate that stupid disease.

I hate it.

I hate it.

Oh, darling.

Me too.

Me too.

It's okay to cry.

We're all crying with you.

Is Daddy going to die?

Yes.

Not today.

But yes, he's going to die.

Why would God want to take the best
Daddy?

Well, um... Well, there's a time for
everybody's Daddy to go and be

with God.

And soon it's going to be your Daddy's
time.

Is there a baseball in heaven?

Yeah, I think there is.

Are you going to get the disease too,
Mom?

No.

No, it doesn't work like that.

I'm going to stay right here.

Dad's going to die and go to heaven.

Maybe he won't hurt anymore.

He'll be able to walk okay again.

Your daddy's going to run in heaven.

Richard. I'll get the kids.

John Henry, we've got to get up,
sweetheart.

We've got to take Daddy to the hospital.

He's having a hard time breathing,
sweetheart. We're just going to take him

the hospital.

John Henry, get up on the bed.

I don't know what to do. What do I do?
Help me lift him.

The candy's too heavy. Just lift.

Mommy, is Daddy going to die now?

No, not now.

Well, if he isn't going to die, can we
stop for donuts?

An artist draws a line, and it moves,
and it soars, and it grows,

and it ends.

It takes a journey.

Each line has a life.

Father, please.

Please tell me when the line that you've
drawn for Richard will end.

Hi, Andrew.

Richard.

How you feeling?

Okay.

Pretty big scare last night.

Yeah, I heard.

Turned out okay.

On the way home, we even stopped for
some donuts.

What?

They're alive.

Oh, my God.

It's radiant.

What is it? Where is it coming from?

From God.

I'm an angel, Richard.

An angel?

Yeah.

God sent me here to help you finish your
work and then to bring you home.

Oh, no.

Oh, no.

No, not yet.

Please, not now.

I have to finish this.

I wanted to see my sons play baseball
this spring.

You only have tonight left.

But I have to finish the painting. You
know that?

Tell him.

Tell God.

I have to finish it.

Or my family will be left with nothing.

Don't put your trust in a piece of
canvas.

Or in the work of your own hands. Put
your family in the hands of God.

Richard, God loves you.

And he doesn't want you to worry about
Sally and the boys.

But I let them down.

I could have left them so much more.

There's only one thing now for you to
leave them.

And it's the most important thing of
all.

God doesn't want you to spend this night
working on the painting.

He wants you to spend these last hours
finishing the work that matters the

The painting, Richard, is... It's
beautiful.

But it's just a painting.

Finish these for those boys.

Give them a scrapbook of your heart.

A remembrance of all the things that
their father loved on this earth.

I can't. There isn't.

Enough time.

Don't work all night.

I'll do the painting.

And I'll finish the boy's book, too.

That's all the time enough.

For what?

Which do you choose?

It's done.

It's done.

Is it time?

Are you taking me?

Would you like to say goodbye?

Raise book under his pillow.

Oh, little man.

So tiny.

I want to kiss him, Andrew, but I can't.

That's why God sends angels.

I think I can do that for you.

Take me to see John Henry, please.

There's not much time left.

You're going to be the man of the house
now.

Come on, Henry.

Poor kid is going to be rough on you.

Richard.

Richard.

When it gets rough on him, he's going to
have this book to remember your

strength.

What's going on?

I came... I came to say goodbye.

Goodbye?

I hate you.

No, no. Be brave now. Be strong.

I know you are.

I'm gonna miss you.

Oh, no. No.

Don't be afraid. Don't be afraid.

Listen. Listen.

No.

There are angels.

They're here.

And God's here too.

I'm leaving.

Candace, say goodbye.

Oh, Richard, no.

It's not okay.

It's okay.

Tell her, Andrew.

Andrew's not here, Richard. Oh, please.

I gave the boys their books.

But I... I have nothing for you. Oh, I
don't want anything.

I just want you.

I love you.

I love you.

Richard, let's go.

Let's walk together.

It's all right, baby.

He's in God's hands now.

Thank you.

And I had such good news today.

I found a buyer for Richard's painting.

Oh, Dad.

He didn't complete the painting.

But he completed his life.

And that's what counts.

I could sit with you for a while if you
want some company. Oh, yeah, I'd like

that.

Hello, Tess. Hi, baby.

The children are okay.

Oh. John Henry's looking after his
little brother.

He's a remarkable young man.

Thanks.

Just take one thing at a time.

Yeah.

What do you do with all that stuff?

You know, his socks, his hairbrush, his
paint.

I'm dreaming.

It's all a dream. No, baby, it's very
real.

We're angels, Sally.

Angels?

Sent by God.

The God who loves you and your children.

The God who gave Richard his creative
gift.

The gift has always belonged to God.

And now it's his to give again.

And so he has.

God finishes everything he begins.

And he finished this for you.

It's incredible.

Well, God does good work.

Sometimes all by himself.

And sometimes through people like
Richard.

Yes.

Yes, he did.

You know, the thing I can't stand is
that there won't be any more paintings.

I just can't...

I can't believe that.

There will be more, Sally.

Many more.