All language subtitles for touched_by_an_angel_s05e02_vengeance_is_mine_part_1

I can't make up my mind.

I love the way the blue one smells, but
I like the way the yellow ones look with

the stripes down the middle.

Why can't God just put them together and
make a whole different plant?

He already has.

It's called a cucumber.

That's why he's God and you're not.

I just think that a yellow flower that
smells like a cucumber would be really

nice. Well, I'll pass that on.

And do you have any more botanical
advice for the creator of the universe

we go?

No.

Good career move.

Time for us to move on.

Andrew, you know what to do. Yes, ma
'am.

I just can't imagine how it's all going
to work out this time. Well, you don't

have to. The father already knows, and
he's going to take this mess and turn it

into something brand new and beautiful.

Like a cucumber.

We're leaving now.

You're such a mark -mouthed little
angel.

Flight 462, service to Athens is now
boarding.

All passengers, please proceed to gate
73.

Well, have a good trip.

Give us a call when you get out. I will.

Come on, let's pretend like we're having
a party. It's not so easy having a

party when you're trying to say goodbye.

We're giving it our best shot.

It's still not too late to change your
mind.

You know, you don't have to go all the
way to Turkey to get a job on an oil

Yeah, but I'll save more there in six
months than I'd make here in a year.

We just want to make sure you feel
really good about this.

I do.

Believe me, it's the right thing.

Don't forget my postcard.

I won't. Let's hope for your dome in
Istanbul.

You got it, girl.

Here, buddy.

Take it easy.

See you when you're back. Yep, be good.

All righty.

As soon as I get there, I'm going to
send you my address.

I'm going to call you every chance I
get.

Okay.

Now, you know, I wouldn't be doing this
if it wasn't the right thing for you and

me, because it's going to give us a good
future together.

Now, you know that, don't you?

I guess.

Come on, kiddo, I got to go.

I don't want it to be like this.

I love you, Ms. Sandow. Love you, too.

Coming back, I promise.

I mean, I really promise.

Oh, Hattie.

Looks like Joe is running again.

I guess you'll keep running until he
finds a way to face what he's running

Last time he looked like that, I didn't
see him for six years.

You got that look in your eye.

Trust me, big brother. Give it a try.

Rasmus.

Bye, everybody.

Bye. See you.

We love you.

Love you, too.

Mr. Green has been charged with two
counts of felony vehicular manslaughter

one count of reckless driving. Would you
like to enter a plea?

Guilty.

You believe that?

Kill two people and get out on the
technicality.

He didn't even read that letter.

He didn't have to.

Not the first one he's received. He
knows exactly what's in it.

Bad news.

A myth. A dangerous one.

And Joe thinks if he just leaves, it'll
go away.

But the truth is, the danger's not going
anywhere. It's going to stay right here

with his family.

You recognize this signature, baby?

Yeah.

Yeah, I do.

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.

When are we going to go back on the
road?

How does Mississippi sound?

Best catfish stew you'll ever eat.

Yeah. Forget the stew.

It's the music down there I want to
hear.

Rasmus, I can't tell you how much fun
I'm having in your garden. Makes me miss

having one of my own.

Russell, you remember that year we had
all those tomatoes?

That's all I remember.

Canned tomatoes, stewed tomatoes,
sliced, diced, sautéed tomatoes. Yes,

we all remember the tomato garden.

As you should.

I was very proud of that garden. My
garden needs all the tender loving care

can get.

So if that's what you're interested in.

Honey, why don't I just build you a
little window box for the trailer?

What if I said I wasn't ready to go on
the road yet?

Maybe we could plant potatoes in
Mississippi?

Tomatoes. I don't know why.

I just don't feel ready to leave here
yet. Like there's something for me to do

here.

Like what?

Claire, there are a lot of ways to tend
a garden in this world.

Why don't you go down to the market with
me? They got a bulletin board there,

advertising projects that need
volunteers.

Maybe that's it.

Maybe I just need to feel like I'm
making a difference here before we

Maybe you make a difference wherever you
go.

Thank you.

All right.

Well, I'll see you all later.

It's about the baby, right?

Yeah, maybe.

People just have different ways of
saying goodbye.

Some people need to plant tomatoes.

Other people just want to go to
Mississippi.

What about you?

Here's one of those letters for Uncle
Joe.

Forward this to him as soon as we get
his permanent address.

Are you going to eat anything, Mom?

It

doesn't matter

what you say.

I'm late every day. My teacher doesn't
even read the stupid notes anymore.

Go get your books and eat them with me.

Everyone grieves in different ways on
different schedules, don't they, Dad?

Well, that's because every person they
lose is different.

They love them in a different way. They
lost them in a different way.

They miss them in a different way.

The only thing that remains the same is
the pain.

On Monday, we had the flat tire.

Then on Tuesday, Mom dropped the keys
down the garbage disposal.

Then today, the car stopped.

Okay. Tell you what, Matthew. Today is
my first day teaching here. So why don't

we start all over with a clean slate,
okay?

Okay. I won't be late again. I promise.

Okay. Sit down, please.

Well, Mr. Master.

We're going to be learning all about
community, how neighbours live together

work together and help each other.

And I think you're really going to enjoy
your first assignment.

Each of you is going to build your own
model community using things from around

the house.

Now, community can be a neighbourhood,
town, city.

Ta -da!

I already built one, so I could show you
what I mean.

I've used a cottage cheese container for
my downtown stadium and an empty egg

container for an electric generating
station.

And over here, I have Wee City Hall.

I think it's going to be great fun.

I mean, haven't you ever imagined living
somewhere else? It could be any city in

the world.

It could even be a city of the future.

This is going to be a lot of work.

No, it's going to be cool.

Then there's my other favorite rule.

Never touch a piece of paper more than
once. Read it and deal with it.

Well, there you are, Sandra.

This is Tess.

She's an efficiency consultant.

Nice to meet you.

Nice to meet you.

And that's good advice about the paper
thing. I'll try to remember that.

I hope so.

The first thing Sandra needs to do to
improve her efficiency is to show up to

work on time.

Yeah.

It was crazy at home. My son, he
overslept, and the cart.

Well, you know, this is my first day,
and what is past is past.

So let's think about this as the first
day of the rest of your job.

Thanks.

I'll get to the backlog of orders right
away. Good.

Get the old things behind you.

And move on.

You'll feel better about it.

So nice to meet you.

I'm sorry. I just don't think that's any
place for a woman. It's a woman's

prison. It's not the woman part I'm
worried about. It's the prison part.

Russell, these women have no one out
there for them.

Most of them have completely lost
contact with their family and their

Well, there might be a very good reason
for that.

I'm sure there is.

And if there's a way I can help them
change that, I would like to try.

Why are you helping people in prison?

Shouldn't you be punishing them?

Well, Nathaniel, the Bible says we
should help people in need.

And if it's visiting the sick or helping
the poor or encouraging people in jail,

I think it does as much for us as it
does for them.

Nathaniel, they need to think that
people believe they can make changes in

lives.

It's very difficult to change if people
don't believe in you.

It doesn't matter if you change or not.

People still don't forget what you did.

It's like you're being punished for your
whole life anyway.

Well, I have to admit that your father
would probably be a different man if we

had turned our backs on him when he was
in prison.

I think that spending time in a prison
sounds interesting.

Claire, I think that what you're trying
to do is a good idea.

Be careful.

Stamp. I need a stamp.

If my husband was here, he'd have the
stamp.

But he's not here anymore, is he, Joe?

No.

So... I have to buy one myself, I have
to mail it myself, I have to do

everything by myself.

I'm gonna go get that stamp now, Joe.

Does she really mean all the things she
writes in these letters, then?

Oh, yeah, she really means them.

But let's just see that she doesn't do
them.

What a night.

I made coffee for you. Oh, bless you.

stuff away?

It's garbage, Matthew.

But I need it for my school project.

You don't need garbage for a school
project.

Mom, we're supposed to use things in our
house.

You know like last year when Ryan had to
build a shelter?

Don't talk about Ryan.

I'm not talking about Ryan. I'm talking
about my project.

I said don't talk about him.

But I need stuff around the house.

You want stuff?

Here's some stuff we don't use anymore.

Huh?

Here's your father's favorite coffee
mug.

And what about, uh, oh, your brother's
cereal bowl.

Hey, four! Four plates! We don't need
four anymore!

You want more stuff?

You want your father's clothes?

Your Ryan's baseball shirt?

I got Dad this on Father's Day.

I saved up in everything.

What you looking at, girlfriend?

I'm sorry, my name is Claire, Valerie.

Claire's the reading tutor you signed up
for.

What's she doing inside? I thought I get
to go out.

No, she's going to tutor you right here.

Then forget it and get out of my face.

I'm sorry, Claire.

These things happen all the time.

Did anyone else sign up? No, but I'll
let you know if anyone does.

Sign up for what?

For anything you need.

Reading, writing.

My name is Claire.

I could have been a good reader.

Well, I can help you.

Sorry, lady.

Too late.

Our efficiency would be ten times better
if I just fired her.

Well, maybe so, but life is not about
doing it faster.

And Fondra has been through a lot, Lyle.
Yeah, I know. I've tried to cut her a

lot of slack lately.

I don't know. It's 11 .15. She's not
here again.

How many chances do you give somebody?

How about just one more?

Can I help you? I was just about to ask
you the same thing.

You're two hours late for work, you
know.

Yeah, I have a really bad headache.

I understand you have a lot of those.

Now, baby, I would really like to help
you. And believe me, I have the

to do it.

Thanks.

But the funny thing about grief,
handling it efficiently just doesn't

away.

And what you're doing does?

Hmm?

Is this your family?

Yes.

Well, no, actually.

These two are dead. This one's still
alive and the other one is me.

It's been a hard year, hasn't it, baby?

You think?

Some bum named Joe Green ran them right
off the road.

My husband and oldest son were killed.

Matthew survived.

And how have you survived?

I cry myself to sleep.

Find elaborate forms of revenge.

And every now and then... Every now and
then what?

Look, could you please leave me alone?
I've really got quite a headache.

I recognize your pain, honey, all of it.

But you're going to get back on your
feet if I have to pick you up and carry

myself.

Now, you be there in the morning.

Take a couple of aspirins. Nine o 'clock
sharp.

No headaches and no excuses.

The Wenderbach.

I figure once we're on the road, she can
plant perennials or annuals or

whatever. Can I ask you something?

Sure. Why are you so anxious to leave?

I'm not.

I mean, you know that such thing is
overstating your welcome.

Not with me.

I love having the family here. You know
that.

And whether you know it or not, maybe
Claire's reason for wanting to stay is

same reason you got for wanting to
leave.

Looks to me like somebody's got
something on his mind.

I want to go back on the road.

Well, don't you want to wait for your
father's call from Turkey?

It could be a hundred years from now.

Jeff Kerouac didn't go to college.

Yes, he did.

Yeah, well, I bet he didn't take his
SATs.

In fact, you know, maybe I'll just go
join the Navy.

Fine,

put the groceries up first.

Donna, would you go check the mail?

There you go, sailor.

Josh, did you remember my vitamins? So,
how was your first day in prison?

I kind of struck out.

You did? Mm -hmm.

Yeah.

She gave it a try.

Russell, something did happen.

I saw Andrew.

At first I thought it was my
imagination, but... Honey,

you know, we did just lose our baby, and
that had to be on your mind.

No, that's not it.

Oh, well, I know what it is.

You know what tomorrow is, don't you?

No. The anniversary of Joe's accident.

But, sweetheart, I wouldn't worry about
anything. I mean, everybody's doing

fine. Joe's back on track.

We've left Springville behind us.

We have to move on now.

Springville.

That's where these letters are coming
from. Someone keeps sending Uncle Joe

these blue envelopes. Let me see that.

Who else would he know that lives in
Springville?

Daddy, you have to open it. It could be
really important. Dinah, that's enough.

Now, we don't know who's sending these
letters. What we do know is they belong

to Joe, not to us.

We'll just forward these on with the
others.

Go on now.

See, this is the water tower, and this
is the bank building, and this is where

my dad works, because it looks really
cool.

And there's a park right in the middle
of my perfect city, so everybody can

during lunch.

That's very good.

You're thinking like a city planner.

Thank you.

Matthew, do you care to go next?

I need a city that's in the

future. And it's all made of glass, so
nobody can keep any secrets from anybody

else. And here's my library, where
everybody's quiet.

And there's no fighting or throwing
anything, because if they know they

anything, it could break the whole city.
And everything's only one block away,

so no one has a lead anymore.

That was lovely.

Sandra is an alcoholic.

Yes, she is.

You knew and you didn't tell me.

Well, angels work on a need -to -know
basis, Miss Williams.

There's a reason why God doesn't tell us
everything all at once.

You needed to know Matthew first as the
son of a grieving mother, not an

alcoholic mother.

Tess, I want to speak to Sandra.

Well, Sandra's not much of a talker,
baby.

I know, but I have seen what her
drinking is doing to Matthew, and I

I can help her see that, too.

Go ahead and try. But if you're going to
do this, there's something else you

should know.

This isn't about a woman who's drinking
to forget the people she's lost.

She's drinking to forget why she lost
them.

Tess, I know it's been a hard year, and
I've tried to be patient.

I've even given her days off, but then
she just takes more.

But that was before.

There's a whole lot of changing for the
better going on in that girl these days.

For an example, she filed all the
manifests for the last quarter. Look

What's wrong?

I didn't want to believe it, but I
just... I just had this feeling.

Sondra. Yes.

Oh, uh... Well, I can explain that.

I'm sorry.

Really, I am.

But I have to let you go.

Get some help.

Sandra? Yes?

Can I help you?

My name is Monica.

I'm Matthew's teacher this semester.

Is he okay?

He had to bring his Model City project
into school today.

His Model City was made entirely out of
liquor bottles.

What?

I believe it's a cry for help from a wee
boy whose mother has a drinking

problem.

You are way out of line, lady.

And unless you have a job to give me,
I'd appreciate it if you just left me

alone.

When you're first learning to read, it's
best to start with something simple.

I know how to read just fine.

Don't you get it? I was just messing
with you.

I can't believe you came back.

Well, I can't explain it, Darlene, but
when I saw you here yesterday,

I thought someone else I knew.

Someone whose presence made me think
that you're the one that I'm supposed to

tutoring here.

Lady, the only thing I need to learn is
how to look death in the face without

screaming.

And I can tell by looking at you, you
can't help me there.

Not long ago, I gave birth to a baby
girl.

She was born with beta strep infection.
She got it from me.

She didn't make it.

She died.

I lost my baby girl.

And I've never told anyone this, but
there have been moments when I thought I

was the one who killed her.

So you can sit there and judge me. It
makes you feel better.

But I've lost a child.

I've seen a mother lose half her family
in a blink of an eye.

I've seen a little boy lose his mother.

I've seen a man just watch his future
disappear in the time it took to make a

left -hand turn.

No, darling, I'm not on death row.

But there have been times in the past
few years where I

thought I was.

I love my baby, too.

She didn't die, but I sure did lose her.

Let me help you find her.

I lied.

I can't read.

Not much.

350? Dinner is like always.

Stupid old thing.

What are you doing?

Making a special meal.

Of course, if I can't get this pilot
light lit, it's going to be really

It's going to be raw.

What are we celebrating?

Your father and brother died a year ago
today.

Can't let the day go by.

Where are the matches?

Matches? No, Mom, please.

Just don't argue with me, Matthew, okay?

I lost my job today.

This may be the last roast we have in a
long time.

I knew it. I knew it. Look, it is not my
fault.

It's yours.

You gave me the whole project.

Oh, I'm sorry.

Sweetie.

Sandra, where are you going?

What are you following me around for?

Angels don't follow anyone but God.

What is going on?

I'm an angel.

And I need a drink.

Listen to me.

Look at me, Sandra. God has sent you an
angel.

God?

You've sent letters to punish Joseph
Green.

You've used alcohol to punish yourself.

Salmon, drought, hurricanes, economic
collapse, and God is worried about my

drinking. Yes.

Do me a favor.

Go dance on the head of a pin and leave
me alone.

I can't, because I'm real. God is real.

I've seen real, and I'm not interested.

You can't face reality when you're
drunk.

And it's impossible to face when you're
sober.

God knows the truth, Sandra.

I don't know what you're talking about.

Yes, you do. You can hide from others.

You can hide from your son, from
yourself, but you cannot hide from God.

He killed my family. God did not kill
your family. Carelessness did.

God loves you, Sandra.

He knows what you're going through.

He watches you going through it alone
when you don't have to.

He's the restorer of souls.

A husband to the widow.

A father to the fatherless.

He can be your peace and joy right now
if only you let him.

When Joseph Green suffers like I have,
then I'll have peace and joy.

You know what? I think this is a really
sick joke.

You showing up like this and pretending
like you're some angel.

Sandra. If there were angels, where were
they when the car went over the cliff?

When the car exploded into flames? When
my husband, my best friend, my lover,

burned alive?

My son, Ryan.

There were angels with them.

Your husband and your son were not
alone, and they are not alone now.

Sandra, you have another son, a little
boy who needs you.

I know, I know.

I've got to get it together.

I just need some time.

No, no.

There isn't time, Sandra. You've got to
start taking care of Matthew right now.

I'm going to walk now.

Bye, Angel.

Sandra, no!

Sandra? Let me guess.

God wants me to know the oven's broken.

No, please. Get away from me.

I almost believe you.

I was

getting through

to her, Tess.

Well, baby, God can have a plan and have
three angels working on it.

And all it takes is one human being and
a broken pilot light to change

everything. And everything has changed
on this assignment.

Well, she won't listen to me now.

Sometimes the only thing that we can do
is just be there.

Where will you be?

I don't know yet.

This is now.

What is it?

See? There's no change.

We really won't know for a while.

But it is a miracle that he's even
alive.

A miracle, huh?

Yeah.

You believe in angels?

Yes, I do. Do you?

No, I don't know.

Maybe I do, maybe I don't.

All I do know is I...

I don't like him and I don't trust him.

Maybe you ought to go home. Get some
rest, Mrs. Mills.

There's really nothing you can do here.

Okay? Okay.

Look,

I don't even know if you're...

I don't know if you're here, Angel.

I'm not even sure if you were ever there
or if I just made you up.

But I want to go on the record as saying
I don't want you here.

And I don't need you here.

Just leave me and my son alone.

Just go away.

Sandra Mills?

Yes.

Look, whatever this is, could you please
wait my son?

I want to be with my boy right now.

This is about your son, ma 'am.

We've completed our investigation and it
may result in a charge of child

endangerment.

Excuse me?

There was an excessive amount of alcohol
present.

At the time of the fire, exacerbating
both that and the injuries to your son.

No, wait a minute. You don't understand.
This was an accident.

It was a bad pilot light. What are you
talking about?

I'm sorry.

But if your son survives, he will be put
into protective custody until a final

decision is made.

Do you understand what I'm telling you,
Mrs. Mills?

Joseph Green.

You can run, but you cannot hide.

Delivering the mail.

What's it look like?

Where's the rest of it?

The special delivery for Joseph Green.

That's my dad.

Really?

Joe Green, your dad, huh?

Daddy loves you very much.

I think it's too early for the mail.

Some lady dropped it off. She said it
was a special delivery.

What lady?

I don't know. It's just some lady.

I'm going to go to the park.

Hello?

I can barely hear you.

Uncle Joe?

Hi.

Yeah, are you there?

Yeah.

Well, it's only me here right now.

Nathaniel's sent for the park, and Josh
and Grandma are at the store. Daddy's at

work. And Mom's tutoring this lady on
death row.

Yeah, seriously.

Oh, and you keep getting these letters.

Yeah, a blue envelope. How did you know?

All right. Well, there's a whole stack
of them.

Yeah, okay.

Yeah, I promise.

All right.

Okay, I love you, too.

All right, bye.

Daddy, I know you're really mad at me
for opening those letters, but she was

threatening him. That's why he left, I'm
sure of it.

I told you that those letters are none
of your business.

Listen to this last one she sent.

I'm sure you think all these letters
I've been writing to you are just

to scare you, that I never have the guts
to go through with all the terrible

things I wanted to do to you. And maybe
that was true, but things have changed,

Joe. You see that?

I've got nothing left to lose, but you
still do.

Nathaniel said a woman delivered it a
little while ago.

It had to have been her.

Oh, my God, where's Nathaniel? He left
for the park about an hour ago.

Oh, it's you.

Hi, can we talk a minute?

What about?

I have a message for your daddy.

Don't make a sound.

We're going to the car.

No!

My son is in the hospital.

He died.

You die.