All language subtitles for Touched By An Angel s06e03 The Last Day of the Rest of Your Life

More coffee?

Didn't mean to interrupt such a serious
download.

Oh, I'm sorry.

It's just... It's nothing.

Okay.

Well, I'm just going to go ahead and
switch you over to decaf.

Stacy's House of Hair.

Oh, hi, Mr. Johnson.

Yes. Oh, one o 'clock?

Yeah, that's fine.

See you then. Bye -bye.

It's easy to walk up to the door, but
hard to walk through.

These people are hurting, baby.

But they came to start.

That's not everyone.

No, but you should get started without
her.

She looks so frightened.

She feels like most humans do, Angel
Girl.

She's afraid that when she takes stock
of everything on the last day of her

life, she won't measure up.

And it'll be too late to do anything
about it then.

That day's coming.

For all of them.

When you walk down the road,

heavy burden, heavy load, I

will ride 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.

Walk with you.

Believe me, I'll walk with you.

Ball.

So, did you catch that Brewers game last
night?

Wow, baseball, basketball.

Gee, you're a real renaissance guy.

Welcome, everyone.

My name is Monica.

There's coffee in the kitchen.

It's a mocha -almond blend. I'm quite
pleased with it, so help yourself.

Excuse me. Are you going to do something
about this air conditioning?

I'm going to catch my death in here.

Are you crazy?

It's about 80 degrees in here.

I say we leave the door open, get a
little air in.

Would you like a sweater?

Do I look like a sweater person to you?

Why don't we all pull a chair up into
the middle of the room?

You okay?

Um, yeah, sure.

I'm fine.

Uh, so, uh, I guess that you're here for
the support group meeting?

Yeah, uh, I guess I am.

Well, I think they're just getting
started, so, uh, so you haven't missed

anything yet.

I'm so glad that you all came here
today.

I don't know if any of you have ever
been... Hey, Harvard, what's starting?

Yeah, I can hear just fine from where I
am.

Larry.

It's all right.

It's important that you find a place
where you feel comfortable.

Does anybody know a five -letter word
that means I get this show on the road

already? Oh, I do. Begin.

B -E -G... Thanks, Bambi.

I was just being physician.

My name's Stacy.

Ah, that's much better.

As I was saying, I don't know if any of
you have ever been in a support group

before.

To be honest with you, I don't usually
work this way.

Are you saying that you don't know what
you're doing?

I told Lorraine this was going to be a
waste of time.

The old bowling ball and chain?

I'm sure you all have your own idea of
what you think this group is for.

And I'm sure you all have your own
reasons for being here.

But there's one reason you all have in
common.

You have all been told that you're
dying.

The goal in this room is to support one
another, to give meaning

to the life that you're leaving behind,
and to explore what it means to face

death.

So I'm going to ask you to follow only
one rule.

If you want to speak, please be honest.

And if you want to just listen, that's
fine too.

But if you choose not to speak, please
consider that what you don't say might

what someone else needs to hear.

You've been given an opportunity that
not everyone gets, you know.

This man, he died in a crash on Monday.

morning knowing that it was his last day
to live and he wasn't prepared yeah so

what's the difference either way the
party's over the difference is that you

came and that each one of you does want
to take advantage of this opportunity

so should we get started

I know how hard it is to come in here as
strangers and think that you'll ever

have anything in common.

But believe me, after a few meetings,
you'll be like one great big family.

So let's get to know one another.

Who'll start?

Gee, can I go first?

I'm Dolores Freeman.

I'm 60.

I've been years old and I'm not going to
make it to 68.

Hell, I might not even make it to
Tuesday.

I'm Stacey Reynolds.

Hi.

I'm also a head stylist and owner of
Stacey's House of Hair.

And am I supposed to say what I'm dying
from?

That's up to you.

It's... Hepato... It's... It's just got
a long name and I... My

liver and my kidneys are shutting down.

That's it.

Thank you, Stacy.

Larry?

Oh, yeah. Hi, I'm Larry Lumpkin. I work
on a wrecking crew.

We tear down old things to make room for
the new.

No job too big or too small. We can tear
it down with a crowbar or dynamite,

whatever you need.

What are you here for, Larry?

Because my wife made me.

She used the crowbar or the dynamite.

She said I need to talk stuff out. She
kept bugging me, so I came.

Bottom line is, I got asbestos poisoning
and it's killing me.

It won't let me work anymore.

Of course, that could be because I'm
suing them.

The doctor says I probably won't see you
another Christmas, and talking about it

ain't gonna change that.

I don't know what you're doing with that
thing, Harvard, but I don't want you

writing anything about me.

Name's Corey, and I take notes, okay?

See, I'm a thinker.

I'm very visual.

What you're saying is that your memory's
going, too? What is it, medication?

I don't want to say any more.

If Corey doesn't feel ready to speak,
that's all right.

Don't forget the rules.

No one should feel pressure to say
anything here.

The fact that you're here means you've
already taken the first big step.

So, what we're going to do next is to
make out a wish list of the things that

you... Wait a minute.

I want to know why this guy won't talk.

What is your problem?

Hi. Come on in. We're just at each
other's throat.

I don't have a problem, Harvard.

But you don't.

Hi, I'm Rachel. Sorry I'm late.

Well, I guess I'm not too sorry.

Everybody okay?

Is your computer ruined, Corey?

Well, it's supposed to be waterproof. I
just never tested it before.

Well, I'm not waterproof.

My shop's just a couple blocks from
here, and I've got a clothes dryer if

anybody wants it.

Well, that's a wonderful idea.

Why don't we resume at Stacy's House of
Hair?

Great. Follow me.

Excuse me, Miss Wings, but I believe
your group is walking off without you.

Tess, isn't it wonderful?

No one was getting along and they
weren't paying attention.

And then swoosh, everyone got wet and
everything changed.

Just one big swoosh, huh? Imagine that.

Tess? It's not the first time a flood
changed everything.

What's your story, sister?

The rest of us here are dying.

Well, I kind of hoped I'd get to ease
into this a little bit.

But actually, I am too.

I have a tumor on my brain that's
inoperable.

Good for you.

Admit it, I mean.

Are you listening to this, Sparky?

It's not so tough to come clean.

We were talking about making a list
before we got a wee bit sidetracked.

A kind of a to -do list for your life.

Is there something that you need to
finish?

A misunderstanding you need to clear up?

A person you need to reconnect with?

I'd like to get Mrs. Johnson back to her
original color.

I've got to rotate my ties.

I'd hate to leave that for somebody
else.

Shelf paper in my kitchen is a mess.

I was thinking of something more.

Hey, I owe a guy some money.

Paying a debt is good, but I think we
could go even deeper.

Pay some interest.

Clothes are dry.

Yeah,

hey, he's got it.

So long.

Did anyone tackle any unfinished
business these last few days?

I did.

Because, well, I'm a doer. That's who I
am. You know a guy that I

owed money to? It was for dance lessons.

I signed up for years ago.

So I just went out and paid the guy his
money yesterday.

Well, that's great for the guy, but what
about your dancing lessons?

Well, who wanted dancing?

With a cranky old bag like me.

Anyway.

Hi. I want to let you guys know that as
of Friday, the community center is back

in business.

Sorry to bother you.

Andrew, wait.

You're just in time.

For what?

Dolores needs someone to teach her how
to dance.

Oh, well, um... I would be honored.

There.

See how easy that can be?

Let's go deeper.

Who's next?

Okay. But if I'm going to talk, I really
need to do somebody's hair.

Rachel? It's not really a good day.

Okay.

Nothing fancy.

Sit down, honey.

I know this probably isn't the kind of
depth you're talking about, Monica, but

I'm always going to be sorry I missed my
high school prom.

Why didn't you go with Daisy?

Nobody asked.

I just kept hearing this little voice
saying, Don't worry, Daisy.

Your fairy godmother's going to come and
whisk you off to the dance, and you're

going to see for yourself.

But, you know, there's no such thing as
fairy godmother, so the Cinderella

stayed home.

You know, Stacy, I'm sorry if you didn't
go to your prom and it ruined your

whole life.

But am I the only person that sees how
stupid this all is?

Really, let's have a reality check here,
people. Or are you all so caught up in

this pathetic fantasy that you can't see
the big clock on the wall that's

ticking off the seconds of your life?

You're out of line, Corey.

Yeah, what do you know about it, college
boy? You don't know anything about me.

I watched plenty of Ivy League punks
like you looking down your noses at the

rest of us. You're all alike.

You think you're better than we are
because you went to college.

Why don't you shut up, you
Neanderthalian blockhead?

Hey, you want to take it outside and say
that, creep?

Yeah, I do, actually.

Whoa, whoa, whoa. Hang on, my shot.

Stop it. Let him go.

It's about time somebody let loose
around here.

You know, let me put this in terms that
even you can understand, Larry.

You know the wrecking ball is swinging
towards you.

Well, not me.

For me, it's just hanging over my head.

You all want to know what's killing me?

Not knowing.

See, I have this tendency to form blood
clots. So they put me on a

blood thinning medication, which means
one little accident and I could bleed to

death.

but it's still more likely that I'm
going to form a blood clot in my lungs

die of that.

Maybe tomorrow, maybe not for ten years.

Nobody knows.

So you tell me, what kind of a way is it
to live?

No one knows how long they have on this
earth, Corey.

Excuse me, Monica, are you dying?

No.

How about you, Andrew?

No. What did Larry say that made you so
angry, Corey?

I didn't go to college.

I was all ready for Harvard, but Harvard
wasn't ready for me.

Oh, well.

There's always later, right?

Whoops.

Maybe there will be a later.

And why would I waste my time now?

So they can put my degree on a
tombstone?

I mean, what am I supposed to do with
more time, huh?

Fall in love?

Get married?

Raise a family? How am I supposed to do
any of that now?

I am not asking you to answer all of the
questions, Corey.

I'm asking you to answer one question.

When you die, whenever that might be,
tomorrow or next year, what

would you like to have accomplished?

If I could just do something, something
that really mattered.

There's this girl.

What difference does it make? The only
thing I believe in is that it's never

going to happen.

So helping you find more to believe in
is where we start.

You're next, Larry.

Well,

I got this daughter, Amy.

She's a teenager. You know what that
means.

I embarrass her just because I exist.

This kid won't even talk to me anymore.

I don't have any idea what's on her
mind.

I don't know how to find out.

Does she know you're dying?

She doesn't even know I'm alive.

I wouldn't mind hearing her call me
daddy just one more time, though, before

I... Hey.

Better wind this up. I'm running out of
oxygen.

You know, I haven't heard anything here
that sounds impossible.

Come on, Andrew. It's a little late for
my prom.

No. We just... Throw our own prom.

If we all work together, we can help
everyone accomplish their goals.

We know what everyone needs now.

What about you, Rachel?

Well, I'm sorry.

But some things are impossible.

You guys, just leave me alone.

No can do.

I'm not getting out of this car until
you talk to us.

We can sit here all day if you want.

Twelve years ago, when I was young and
single and stupid,

I got pregnant.

At first I thought I could handle it.

But when she was born, I knew I couldn't
take care of her.

I wasn't ready to be a mother.

I'd made a big mistake.

So I let her go.

She was adopted.

I told myself it was the right thing to
do.

But I didn't know then that every day I
would think about her and

wonder.

I just want to see her.

I just want to know that she's all
right.

So there, okay? I've told you.

Now please, let me go.

Please, can we just talk about this at
the next meeting?

My husband is upstairs, and he doesn't
know about the baby.

Time is kind of a problem here.

You've taken the first step, Rachel.
Don't stop now.

Hey, Rach, who's at the door?

Just some people from my group.

Look, you guys talk a great game,
really.

But so far, that's all this is.

Don't ask me to shake up my life until
you guys are ready to do it, too.

I knew I had you.

Somewhere.

You sure you want to learn this?

Huh?

Does this answer your question, Blondie?

You look great. I got to look.

Now show me the moves.

Are you open?

Oh.

What I can do with this?

Oh. Don't get carried away, baby. I just
want a shampoo and a curl.

Oh, okay.

Just have a seat right here, and I'll be
with you in a few minutes.

Here's a magazine.

Thank you very much. Thank you.

Are things any better with your little
girl, Larry?

Nah. I guess I'm just not cool anymore.

Doesn't seem so long ago that Amy used
to sit up on my knee and ask me to sing

her a song.

She could have been five or six.

I'd sing House at Boo Corner.

She'd laugh and sway back and forth and
try to sing along.

We'd talk about all the things we had to
do.

Counting the bees in the hive and
getting the jar off that stupid bear's

Sitting there, making plans, listening
to her little giggle.

That's when I was daddy.

But poor me.

Somewhere along the line, we get traded.

Isn't that awkward teenage phase, Larry?

Yeah, I know. I just don't know if I'm
going to live through it.

Kids.

Don't get me started on kids.

One day, they're cute, itty -bitty
little babies.

You turn around, they're cranky
teenagers.

And before you know it, you're dancing
at their wedding.

I'd give anything to dance at my
daughter's wedding.

But... I don't have long to live.

And you're sitting in here getting a
haircut?

Well, I... Get off of your butt and go
talk to your daughter.

She's right, Larry.

Go.

Absolutely.

October 22nd.

Where? Full Head City.

Hey, did you check out that trivia
website I told you about?

I did.

Yeah, it was great.

Why don't you ask Carla to the prom?

Are you crazy? Do you know how stupid
that sounds?

Why?

You like her, don't you?

Yes, I do, but... What's the point?

Do you know how stupid that sounds?

A little formal for the office, but
nice.

It's for Stacy, queen of our prom.

Lucky Stacy.

When's this group going to do something
for you?

Well... It's not like everybody's
getting a prom.

No, that would be excessive.

Everybody has their own thing they've
got to do.

And what's yours?

Just loving you for as long as I can.

Oh, thanks.

Wait a minute, wait a minute, wait a
minute.

Look at this.

That's great.

Why don't you print it out?

I'll go get it.

They're gone for a while.

Phil, how's it going with the new
girlfriend?

Oh, Monica?

Oh, no, no, no. She's not my girlfriend.

Good.

I mean, because you come in here every
day and you type on that computer.

And I feel like I should know you
better.

But I don't.

Do you want to?

Yeah.

So we're doing it.

Dolores is dancing.

Larry's talking to his daughter.

I'm going to the prom.

Corey, look at you smiling like the cat
who swallowed the canary. You must have

found something important to do.

Yeah, I did.

We found her, Rachel.

We found the right place to call to find
her.

It's all right there.

Everything you have to know to find your
little girl.

It was kind of amazing, actually. I
mean, I kept hitting all these dead

and then Monica dropped her coffee cup
on the keyboard, and then all of a

something came up.

Did you talk to Seth?

What do I say to him after all these
years?

You tell him the truth.

He'll be surprised, but he'll
understand.

Excuse me, you think he'll be surprised?

Imagine how surprised your daughter's
going to be.

Hi, I'm your mom.

Just wanted to drop in and meet you
before I drop dead.

Oh, my God.

You're right.

Selfish can I be?

I didn't say that.

Rachel.

I already left her behind once.

I can't do that to her again.

Monica, what are you doing here?

I'm here to help you.

Well, good. Then maybe you can finish
this stupid PR because I can't seem to

do it anymore.

It's not going to be a long time for me,
you know.

I can sense it.

That's not a sense, Rachel.

That's God.

I'm sorry.

Everything's looking a little funny.

And impersonal.

Sometimes the tumor does that.

It's not the tumor.

I'm an angel.

And this light is just a small
reflection of his love for you.

So it's time, huh?

It's not time to die, but it is time to
get ready.

I'm not afraid to die, you know?

It's not about where I'm going.

It's what I'm leaving behind.

Your husband?

Yeah.

And your daughter?

I never knew her.

But a day doesn't go by where she hasn't
been a part of my life.

Can you tell me?

Is she all right?

Well, I have never seen her.

But God wants you to know that she's
safe, that she's smart and funny.

She has a wonderful mother and a cosy
little house and good friends.

She sounds pretty wonderful.

Yeah, she does.

Rachel, God knows that you've felt a lot
of pain these last years.

And he knows how much room it had taken
up in your heart.

But he needs that room now for other
things.

For joy.

And for memories.

And for deep love that you and your
husband still have time to share.

But only you can make room for that
miracle.

I love him, you know.

Then trust him and the trust to God and

find some peace

Hey

thinking gorgeous

What's she doing?

Gonna be close.

I got a question, Bondi.

Is this a problem or a museum of bad
hair?

Hello.

Hi.

Thanks, baby.

Hello.

Monica, this is my daughter, Bridget.

She has a daughter, babysitter canceled
at the last minute, so here we are.

Hello, Bridget. That's such a lovely
name.

You have a pretty accent.

Thank you. This is my friend, Tess.
Hello.

Tess.

Isn't that funny? My babysitter canceled
because someone named Tess made her a

better offer.

Oh, that is, isn't it?

Who wants some cookies?

Yes, please.

Hello.

Monica, this is my husband.

So nice to meet you. I've heard lots of
wonderful things about you. I've heard

some interesting things about you, too,
Monica.

Thanks for helping Rachel through this.

I didn't do it alone.

Okay, we'll be taking more requests
later, but first, you cannot have a prom

without a prom queen, so it's time that
we crowned ours.

Stacey Reynolds, come on up here.

Thank you.

Rachel, you okay?

It's been a long day.

Hi, I'm Carla, and this is Bridget.

Hi. Hi.

I love your necklace.

Oh, thanks.

Isn't it gorgeous?

Bridget made it for me.

I'm not very good.

But it's an activity that I enjoy.

Did you make your necklace, too?

Mm -hmm.

It's really pretty.

Well, you're very pretty.

Yeah. Looks just like her mom.

Everybody says that.

But it's impossible.

I'm adopted.

Yeah, I never met the right guy.

And I love kids.

And that's how my beautiful Bridget came
to me.

So, how old are you, Bridget?

Precisely.

Well, I was born on October 22, 1987, at
11 .34 p .m. in Bullhead City, which

is mountain time, so that makes me
exactly... She's 11, with a birthday

up, and don't think I haven't been
hearing about it for weeks.

Twelve, huh?

That's a big birthday.

Yeah. I'm going to have a party and all
of my friends are invited.

You can come too if you want. Yeah.

Well, I will try, Bridget. I will really
try.

I think I need to get some water.

Listen, Bridget.

In case I can't make it.

Hey, remember when you used to sing this
to me?

Yeah, I remember.

Well, you know what?

When I get married, I want them to play
this song.

That'll be for when I dance with you,
Dad.

Listen, honey, do you mind if we don't
wait?

You want to dance in front of all these
people?

Yeah. Yeah, I do.

I'll explain to you later, okay?

Bye -bye.

I love you, Daddy.

I love you, too.

I'm gonna get you something to drink,
Dolores.

Thanks,

Blimey.

Hey, have we got time for one more?

Sure.