All language subtitles for touched_by_an_angel_s04e13_deconstructing_harry

Which way should you turn the steering
wheel in a skid?

I'm an angel. I don't skid. Next
question.

I don't think they'll accept that answer
in the test.

Do you think God would allow an angel to
fail a driver's test?

Don't know.

I didn't think angels had to take
driving tests.

Neither did I. But the Father says,
Render unto Caesar the things that are

Caesar's, and to God the things that are
God's.

And apparently Caesar thinks everybody
should have a driver's license.

Next question.

Next.

Good afternoon.

Take this over there. No talking, no
cheating, and no coaching.

I'll be waiting for you over there in
one of those lovely plastic chairs.

All right, baby.

Next.

Next! Didn't I tell you third time was a
charm?

Yeah, right after you told me if at
first you don't succeed, try, try again.

So, where's my license?

That was the easy part.

Now you have to pass the road test.

Yeah. Congratulations.

Shall we celebrate?

Well, soon, baby, but I've still got to
pass the road test, and then we've got

to get our new assignment, so you should
stay here for further instructions.

It shouldn't be too long.

Look, I don't care where the part of
things shipped from. I want my car here

4 o 'clock like you promised.

No, no, no. Will you listen to me,
Sparky? No. If my car isn't here on

I'm going to make your life a living.

Hello?

Hello?

Hello?

I bet you a place like this can make you
pretty frustrated, huh?

You don't know the half of it. You want
to know what I do sometimes for a little

piece? No, and I don't really care.

Why don't you just mind your own
business, huh?

It took an eternity.

Hello,

sunshine.

When you walk down the road,

every bird...

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 with

you

I looked and I listened.

What are you, in the third grade?

Okay.

Make a left at the next corner.

Uh -uh. Why?

Your signal should be turned on 100 feet
before the turn.

You didn't give me 100 feet.

Well, learn to anticipate.

I anticipate.

I anticipate this is going to end badly.

Come on, step on it.

The speed limit is 25.

You know I don't care? I don't have all
day.

I don't suppose you can parallel park.

I parallel park just fine.

Oh, yeah?

All right, go for it.

Right there.

You're kidding me, right?

Yeah. Ain't I a pimp, huh?

What, you want me to find you a smaller
space?

Stop. Where are you going?

I gotta make a call. I'll be right back.
You just keep doing what you do. How

about your car?

What did I tell you about minding your
own business, huh?

Never mind.

Quick. Hang a U -turn.

Is that legal?

Well, it is now.

Well, go!

Wait right here. I'll be back in a
minute. I know this is not a part of the

test. You scratch my back, I'll scratch
yours, okay?

Father Wilbur and Kurt for allowing us
to honor Harry in the way he'd like to

remembered, the way we all remember him.

Harry Applegate liked to run his life
the way he ran his train, on time and

a lot of whistles.

Harry was fearless when he got something
into his head.

I remember one winter when he was still
an engineer on the Bismarck Express.

We had a snowstorm long around Des
Moines.

Harry wasn't going to let a few feet of
snow on the track slow him down for a

minute.

You're not supposed to park here, you
know. And you're not supposed to sneak

on an angel. And it doesn't look like
I'm the one doing the sneaking.

How's your driving, Tesco?

It's still going.

What are you doing here?

Well, I had a case about a week ago, and
I got sent back for some follow -up.

What kind of follow -up? Isn't your
assignment dead?

Yeah.

Usually my work ends before the funeral,
but sometimes the people left behind

just need a little extra attention.

Well, anyway, it's good to see you,
baby.

Where's Monica?

She's back at the DMV waiting for me to
finish my test, although things have

taken something of a turn.

And if God put us two angels out here,
There must be something really

interesting going on up in there.

Is that your cruiser, baby?

Yeah, it is. Does it have a spare tire?

Why?

I know Harry's pulling in to the last
stop at the end of the line about now.

He's finished his run and he's settling
in for the big overnighter.

All part!

You're good to go, Harry.

Hit it.

What?

Hit it!

We

gotta

close up.

Does it usually take this long? Well,
you never know with Doris.

I'm sorry, but you're gonna have to wait
outside.

Father, I know I'm supposed to help
connect the dots on this assignment.

And I know what you want me to tell
Tess.

But I only have one question.

Could you please tell me where I can
find the next dot?

Come on, get on the highway.

Who's in the urn?

My Harry.

Oh, no wonder you behave this way.

Trying to focus on your job at this
difficult time.

What you really need is a friend to lean
on.

You just go ahead and let it go. Tess is
here.

Harry died three days ago.

It was a heart attack.

I mean, from stress, I'm sure.

Oh, Tess.

You never met his family. They were
horrible, horrible, hateful people.

They never cared about Harry.

Well, they seemed to care a lot when you
were taking him away from his funeral.

No, they never liked me very much.

Some people see other people's happiness
as a threat instead of a blessing.

You got that right.

There was just one thing wrong with our
relationship.

Oh, what was that, baby?

His wife.

His what?

Are you listening to me? Yes, ma 'am.
Why didn't you shoot her?

Because I'm not in the habit of wearing
a gun at a funeral.

There's one right in there. I know that,
but I'm not very comfortable wearing it

here. By the way, don't you think that
shooting somebody is just a little

extreme? That woman stole Harry.

Stole him.

As in, didn't belong to her. Are you
with me?

Yes, I think the picture's getting very
clear.

Then move it.

Let's catch her and get him back.

How many times are you going to steal
that man away from his family?

You don't understand, Tess.

Harry wanted it this way.

To be hijacked from his own funeral?

Stella was going to put him in her
family mausoleum. Harry hated that

The last thing Harry wanted was to spend
eternity in a concrete box with

those... Those snobs.

Are you familiar with the phrase, what
God has joined together, neither

man nor woman shall put asunder?

Please, don't give me that holier -than
-thou stuff.

I just don't feel like being lectured to
for the next 14 hours, okay?

14 hours?

Mm -hmm.

Harry went to his ashes spread over the
ocean at Pismo Beach.

And you expect me to drive you all the
way there and back?

You said you were going to be my friend.

I am trying to be your friend.

Well, if you're going to be my friend,
then find us some dinner.

I'm starving.

Look, Stella, even with a description of
the car, this is a big state.

Do you have any idea who this woman is
or where she's going?

She was Harry's mistress, okay?

Almost.

A relief to finally say it out loud.

I mean, no one would ever say a word.

Even when he died, no one would say
anything.

But I'm not stupid.

I used to unpack his overnight case, for
heaven's sake.

It's not a dime store perfume of hers
even before he opened the bag.

Fifteen years of that stench.

Fifteen years?

And you never said anything?

It was just a fling. For 15 years?

I knew Harry loved me.

Why even dignify it with a response?

I wasn't about to give the gossips in
town something like that to feed on.

I would have had a field day with me.

How did you ever get yourself in this
kind of situation, baby?

It was destiny.

It's the only way I can explain it.

I was just meant to rescue Harry from
that horrible woman.

You know, as sure as I'm sitting here,
his heart attack was all her fault. She

was perfectly fine when he left me.

Oh, oh, oh, heaven on a bun. Pull over.

Number 14. The lady's room.

What are you doing in that outfit?

I have information for you.

Doris is your assignment, Tess.

You think I haven't figured that out?

Well, did you know the ashes she has
don't belong to her?

I know that, too.

But do you know she wants to take them
all the way to Pismo Beach?

Pismo Beach?

You might want to mention that to
another customer that I imagine is not

behind.

Connect the dots.

Two trains running on the same track.
You've got to control the signal so they

don't run into each other.

Number 17.

Fifteen years.

Harry was a free spirit.

That's why I married him.

I grew up back in a very strict
household.

Made lots of money and lots of rules
about...

acceptable society behavior.

Harry's life was so rebellious and
independent and free.

He rode the rails. He lived out west in
Reno.

Remember the old western movie serials
where the hero rode in and saved the

tied to the railroad tracks just in
time?

Well, that's how I thought of Harry.

So you thought of Harry as a hero?

I thought of Harry as a lot of things
over the years.

I loved him.

Hated him. Sometimes wanted to kill him.

But at the end of the day, I really did
love him.

And he really loved me.

And he really loved me.

You want some ketchup on this?

Not too much.

Did you love him enough to let him go?

Yeah.

Boy, you must really think I'm a
terrible person. Oh, hold that.

I'm not here to judge you, Doris.

I didn't know what to do. He told me
he'd leave his wife as soon as the time

right. But the time never was right.

And you stayed anyway.

I really couldn't help myself.

Remember the first time I saw him.

Standing there at the Santa Barbara
train station.

All sad -like.

In his little engineer suit.

I just couldn't resist going up to him
and trying to cheer him up.

I said to him, Pardon me, boy.

Is that the Chattanooga choo -choo?

He laughed.

so hard that I thought he was going to
toss his cookies right then and there.

You know, Tessa had nothing in my life
before I met Harry, nothing I could

really count on.

I was finally having fun, and that's
what we were about, fun.

I didn't demand anything from him like
Stella.

Well, it sounds to me like Harry used
you as an excuse to keep from working on

his life.

That is not true at all.

Welcome to Heaven on a Bungee. Hi.

What do you recommend?

These lovely beverages should keep you
on track.

Would you like fries with that
assignment?

Pismo Beach.

What about Pismo Beach?

That's where she used to live before she
moved to Reno to ruin my life.

Have a nice trip.

Thank you.

Pididdle! I win.

That was not a burned -out headlight.
That was a motorcycle.

No, it wasn't.

I don't like this game. Let's do
something else.

You are my sunshine, my only sunshine.

You make me happy when skies are gray.

You'll never know, dear, how much I love
you.

Please don't take... I can't do this.

Why not?

Harry didn't like me to sing.

Wow, that's really some man you were
hanging on to.

Look, this is Harry's old wallet.

I bought him a new one after this one
went through the permanent press cycle.

I made him give me his license after he
got the replacement.

This is him.

This is the only picture I've got.

I'm going to use the restroom.

No, not that one, not that one. That
one, that one. Yeah, yeah.

What's going on, Angel Girl?

The word is, it's imperative that these
two women do not meet yet.

In their emotional states, anything
could happen.

Wow, do you have a twin sister?

I'd ask my mother again if I were you.

Come on, let's go test before that
bloodhound sniffs us out.

Keep in touch, angel girl, if you know
what I mean.

Carbonated beverages, why can't I just
say no?

It's gone.

What's gone?

Harry's wallet.

You know, I left it in the bathroom at
the gas station. We've got to go back.

Baby,

I don't think we ought to go. Don't
think. Just go. I've got to have that

picture of Harry.

They're not too far ahead of you. Is
there something you could do to stall?

Maybe the car could break down.

Yeah.

Because you're a terrible mechanic.

Thank you.

Excuse me.

Jumping right out.

Look, I have an emergency out here.

So do I, Father.

Open the door!

I said I'll be right out. I'm just
looking for something. I think I left in

there. Do you see a wallet laying
around?

Maybe on the sink.

Oh, um...

Oh, yes.

Yes, it's here.

Let's see. Are you... It's you, isn't
it?

Never mind.

Get back here.

Come on, let's get out of here.

What in the world are you doing?

You didn't hear that clanking sound.

I can't believe it's gone.

I can't see him. I don't remember what
he looked like.

Well, that picture didn't look like
anybody.

And you were seeing memories when you
looked at it.

And you've still got those memories.

Life's funny, huh?

Sometimes.

I mean, not funny, ha -ha, funny, funny,
weird.

Like Harry and I.

And destiny brought us together and
destiny kept us apart.

What's that about?

That's about you using the word destiny
to keep from being responsible for your

own actions.

A good relationship's supposed to add to
your life, not take away from it.

And it should feel like a beautiful
gift.

Not stolen property.

Stella?

You okay?

I don't know.

It wasn't really real until this
afternoon.

I met her.

I've even spoken to her.

I can't ever think of myself again that
she

was just my imagination.

I mean, Harry was never really loved
until he was loved by me, ever.

Oh, he was loved by someone, Doris.

Whether you want to admit it or not, his
wife loved him.

And I think believing that she didn't
made it easier for you to keep seeing

And somebody else loved him, too.

What? God loved Harry more and better
than anybody.

You thirsty?

You bought the cheapest things.

Never anything nice.

He'd park three blocks away to avoid
putting a quarter in a parking meter.

I thought you loved him.

I did.

It's funny how the things you love about
someone can become the things you hate

about them.

Harry was everything my family wasn't.

And I loved that.

My mother always said he'd never be
anything more than an engineer.

She warned me he'd run off with some
cheap floozy sooner or later.

But I believed in Harry.

And he became one of the top executives
of the rail line.

So you were right.

Yeah.

So was my mother.

I couldn't say anything.

In my family, it's...

It's better to be miserable than to be
wrong.

You know, we get truckers here in
between delivery and men and women in

relationships, but this is the first
customer I've had who's in between the

and the hereafter.

Make sure you keep the lid on.

Oh, believe me, honey.

Nobody else is getting a piece of Harry.

You know, I actually sang in a place
just like this, but it was a long time

before I knew Harry.

Before he put your dreams on hold.

Singing wasn't as important to me as
Harry.

Mm -mm, baby.

I saw the look on your face when we were
singing in the car, and for a minute it

felt good, didn't it? It did.

I didn't realize how much I missed it.

Feels good being the woman that you're
supposed to be.

The woman God made you to be.

Doesn't it?

Kind of a strange bird, isn't she?

But hey, to each his own.

Like a friend of mine used to say, the
best houses have a front door and a back

door, but it's what's in between that's
important.

Seems like she's got a real good heart.

She does.

What's wrong?

I need Harry.

There could be a love like yours and
mine.

I never dreamed that I would see the day
that I

would find a love that feels so right.

But here we are tonight.

Now the only thing we really need.

A lady outside asked me to give you
this.

And we loved your song. And dinner's on
the house.

It was great to see you back up there
finding that special part of you again.

Didn't that feel better? It felt great.
That's because that's who you really

are. Not a stealer.

You mean... It's like the lyrics of that
song.

Only you weren't borrowing time. You
were stealing it.

I don't really want to hear this now.

Well, when are you going to listen?

When are you going to stop romanticizing
your life and rationalizing your

mistakes and face the truth?

It's not pretty, but it's right.

And it's the only way you're going to be
able to pick up and go on. You don't

understand.

Wait, you can't leave now.

You hush up.

Harry doesn't belong to you any more
than my car belongs to that thief.

I'll call the cops.

Oh, my goodness.

Please, Father, help Tess understand I
couldn't let them drive away.

They better not mess with my car.

Now, we finish it.

Stay away from me.

Give me Harry.

No, I will shoot you.

Stella?

Stella, give me the gun.

I'm not going to let you take my Harry.

He is not your Harry. That's right, he's
my Harry.

Stella.

Put the gun down.

You're just going to stand there and let
her do this to me?

You said you loved him enough to let him
go in life. Love him enough to let him

go in death.

Death?

This is all I have left. No.

You have your whole life left, Doris.

And a chance to live it the way God
intended.

And it's about time that someone around
here started to do the right thing.

Harry. Harry, I tried. I really tried.

I really loved him.

So did I.

Not like I did.

No.

My way.

Yeah.

Cheap and dirty.

What did you say?

You heard what I said.

Cheap and dirty.

He's just like Harry always said.

When you have a beautiful front door, a
back door is just a hole in the wall.

You are wrong, Stella.

Don't let them kill each other until I
get back.

But that is not what Harry said. What
Harry said was that the front door is

for show, but everybody really uses the
back door. That's what Harry said.

And used is definitely the operative
word there, lady.

You got used.

And you're so pathetic, you didn't even
know it.

Ladies. He didn't love you. He pitied
you. He used you. Stop it, please. You

drove him crazy. Crazy? Oh, you are
crazy. You let go of that or you're

lose a finger. Well, what do I care?
I've already lost everything to you.

Ladies, please, please.

Thanks to me?

Are you kidding? A Saturday night with
you would kill anybody. What do you mean

Saturday night? He never spent Saturday
night with me. He was with you and you

know it. Are you out of your mind? He
spent every Friday and Saturday with you

and... Oh, dear Lord.

Oh, my God.

Harry. So tell me something.

Now, if Harry wasn't with you, Stella,
on Saturday nights... He wasn't with me

on Saturday nights.

Where was he? He was here.

Tell him what he really said about the
doors, baby.

Harry always used to say...

The best houses have a front door and a
back door, but it's what's in between

that's important.

You knew Harry?

Harry was fooling around with a
waitress?

No, he was a regular here. He came every
Saturday night and he ordered a corned

beef and cabbage.

Harry hated corned beef.

No, just yours.

You're Doris, right?

and you must be Stella, right?

Yes.

Well, anyway, you know how it is. After
you see the same customers for 15 years

every Saturday night, you get to know
them.

He came here every Saturday night?

Yeah, he'd come in, and he'd eat a
little dinner, and he'd talk for a few

and then he'd say goodnight.

What would he talk about, baby?

Everything, and everybody.

He was a really nice guy. He was very
confused.

He always looked so sad when he'd get in
his car to leave. It's like he didn't

know which way to turn when he was
driving out of the parking lot.

He was ashamed for hurting both of you,
but he was afraid to let either of you

go.

Did he ever tell you which one of us, I
mean, if he had a choice?

He had a choice, Doris.

His choice was to do the right thing,
and he never could do it.

Harry liked corned beef and cabbage.

Must have been on special.

Well, he was always a little cheap.

You know, in a certain way, this was
Harry's final wish.

How do you know?

I was there.

I'm an angel.

Andrew?

An angel?

Oh, my God.

This is it. I knew it.

He's going to punish me right here. He's
going to shoot flaming arrows at me and

zap me. He's going to burn me to a
crisp.

Oh, my God. My God.

Doris. Hush. Harry never went to church.

Why would he get an angel? No one dies
without God's knowledge.

Or without getting the chance to know
God.

And Harry almost missed his chance.

He waited.

Until his very last moment.

You're the angel of death.

I've been riding in a car with the angel
of death.

What are you doing here?

Well, obviously, somebody's going to H
.E. Double Hockey Sticks for what she's

done.

Nobody's going anyplace right now. Go
ahead, angel boy.

I'm not here to judge you.

Or Harry.

He was a very troubled man.

But in the end, he took responsibility
for what he did.

And he asked God to forgive him.

And he also asked God to help him fix
what he couldn't.

He asked God to reconcile his life with
those that he loved.

And that's why there are angels here
now.

Angels?

Like with an S?

More than one? Right here, baby.

Oh, my God.

They're everywhere.

How could two intelligent women let this
go on for 15 years?

You sound like it was a choice.

It was a choice, Stella. You knew your
husband was having an affair, and you

chose.

You chose not to talk about it, not to
fight for him.

Now, I'm not suggesting that Harry was
right because he wasn't.

He was very wrong.

But you had the right, the power to
fight for him, to fight for your

And you didn't.

Why?

Because.

Because.

Because you were afraid that you would
lose.

Yes.

Stella, you would be amazed at how much
God loves to put back together

again that which is impossibly broken.

He wanted to help.

Now it's too late.

For your marriage, yes, it is.

But not your heart.

He can put that back together again,
too.

Right now.

If you let him.

Doris, how could you allow this to
happen in the first place? You knew he

married.

I told you I fell in love with him.

That's not love.

Real love, God's kind of love, doesn't
let you fall. It lifts you up.

And it lifts up your loved ones.

Love doesn't lie and cheat and steal.

It doesn't despair and is never
hopeless.

But that's the way you felt, isn't it?

God must have given up on me by now.

Absolutely not, Doris Bernstein.

God made you.

You're his child.

And all he ever wanted for you was the
best that he could give, not that the

world could give.

He wants you to sit down and eat with
him at his table, not steal crumbs from

the leftovers.

Can I say something?

Sure. Um, well, I know this sounds kind
of crazy, but Harry always said it's too

bad things are so messed up because...

He thought you two ladies would have
actually liked each other.

I mean, under different circumstances,
of course.

I could never be her friend.

But God couldn't expect that.

God's not asking that of you, Stella.

But I'll tell you something.

No healing can ever begin until first
some forgiveness takes place.

Forgiveness starts, by the way.

With sincere repentance.

That means you... I know what it means.

I'm sorry, Stella.

No. I only wanted to love him. I never
wanted to hurt you.

Even though deep down inside, I knew how
much pain I was causing you.

I just didn't want to think about it.

Can you forgive me, Stella?

Please, will you try?

I always knew that there were things I
could have done,

should have done for myself, for our
marriage.

But hating you is easier.

Oh, goodbye, baby.

Farewell, my love.

I hope you found what you're looking
for, Harry.

Oh, I'm sorry.

He was my friend.

I'm so glad he had one.

will surely be, and we can only

try.

It's okay. She knows.

It's about time you showed yourself,
Miss Wings.

I'm sorry, Tess.

It's just that everything started
happening so quickly. I didn't have

Where's my car?

It's right outside.

Come here.

You too, angel boy. Come here.

If I've got to carry this thing around,
I want them to see my best side.