All language subtitles for touched_by_an_angel_s05e02_vengeance_is_mine_part_2

Previously on Touched by an Angel.
Everyone grieves in different ways, on

different schedules, don't they?

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

When my son Ryan, when my husband, my
best friend, my lover, burned alive.

I knew it.

I'm sorry, but I have to let you go. Why
don't you go down to the market with

me? They got a bulletin board there,
advertising projects that need

Well, I can help you. Reading, writing.

Too late.

What's that throw?

Screen. You can run, but you cannot
hide.

It's you!

Someone says it's too early for the
mail.

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

My son is in the hospital.

He died.

You die.

When you walk down the road,

heavy burden, heavy load,

I will rise and I will walk with you.

I'll walk with you till the sun...

Walk with you.

Every time I tell you, I'll walk with
you.

Believe me, I'll walk with you.

Okay. This is what we're going to do,
kid.

We're just going to sit right here for
as long as it takes.

If I take that off, you better not
scream, okay?

Not that anyone's going to hear you
anyway.

Thanks.

What are you going to do to me?

No.

I don't know.

We're just gonna... We're gonna wait.

Wait until, uh... Until he's paid
enough.

Who? Your dad.

My dad doesn't have any money.

No, that's not what I'm talking about.

I want him to pay the way I do.

I want him to suffer.

I remember you.

From where?

You're the lady from my dad's trial.

I'd be mad at him too.

Can you please take this off?

Betty's worrying about you now, huh?

Not yet.

He's in Turkey.

Turkey?

Somewhere by Europe.

He doesn't even have an address yet.

Oh, man.

This is a sweet one. It's about a mother
who's there for her child.

Like I wasn't for mine?

How old is Christine?

Eight. I got pregnant when I was 16.

This tape can be a positive thing for
her.

You have the time. I've got less than a
week.

If you put your heart in this and make
this tape for your daughter, you will

leave here with something you are proud
of. I haven't got a heart. Don't you

read the papers?

I thought you couldn't read.

Letter from my daughter.

Say. I don't know. It's not addressed to
me.

Read it to me.

Dear Darlene, my name is Dinah and I'm
Claire's daughter.

I'm 15 years old.

I want to meet you very much.

Not out of curiosity, but I can't
explain.

I just think we're supposed to meet and
I know it's against the rules for

someone my age to go inside the prison,
but I heard they make exceptions for

people on death row.

And I know my folks will say no unless
you ask them.

It's really important. I hope you will
say yes sincerely, Dinah Green.

Hello?

I'm sorry, darling. I didn't know about
this.

No.

It's okay. You're a good mom.

Mrs. Green, a message just came in for
you to call your husband.

Thank you.

Your dad got my letters.

Not that it sounds like that, huh?

He leaves a lot.

Oh, man.

He did a pretty good job of kidnapping.

I just want to scare him a little,
that's all.

I want him to know what it feels like to
turn around and realize his baby's

gone.

He's not even here to turn around.

I must have been out of my mind.

I'm going to jail.

Maybe not.

Don't worry.

It'll be okay.

Look, the woman wrote us threatening
letters.

All right.

All right, thanks.

There's an officer on his way over.

Josh, Dinah?

They went back to the park with Hattie.
All right.

Hey, look, I'm going to go get in the
truck. Just drive her. No.

You stay here and wait for the police.

Do you drink or take pills? What?

My dad.

He'd take pills and then stop.

He'd get all down and leave.

Stop telling what he's doing.

I really need a drink right now.

What good would that be?

Make me feel a little calmer inside.

Maybe like somebody cared about me.

Your son cares about you.

He hates me.

I let him down.

When he gets out of the hospital, I'm
sure they're probably going to take him

away from me. If you get caught and go
to jail, they'll take him away from you

for sure.

Well, maybe he'll be better off. He'd be
better off with his mom taking care of

him. Having no parents allows me.

My mom's dead.

I guess we've both had pretty tough
times, huh?

I'm totally lost.

They're not locked.

My dad can get back on track?

Anybody can.

You're going to put me in prison for
kidnapping you, you know.

I don't know anything about a
kidnapping.

It's a toy gun.

My friend Freddy has one just like it.

It's Matthew's.

I'd never allow a real gun in the house.

To walk from here?

Are you sure you're okay?

Who needs to adventure?

I can handle it.

It's my favorite rock. It's from
Minnesota.

It's pretty, and it feels nice to hold
on to.

Hello, Nathaniel.

Hi. Do you remember me?

Do angels follow everybody's family
around?

Everyone has angels watching over them.

Your family see them sometimes.

Most people don't.

Did you see me in the woods?

I thought you were very brave.

Sandra committed a serious crime and you
survived, so you can tell about it. I'm

not going to say anything.

Do you think that's right?

You've got to understand.

Half her family died and then she
started drinking.

I feel sorry for her.

I do too, but lying won't help her.

Yeah, but it'll keep her out of the
worst of trouble.

She lost all those people.

I know how that feels.

She ran away from me. Now you're helping
her to run away from the truth.

You're running too, Nathaniel, and
sooner or later it will catch up with

Thanks for the advice.

Nice seeing you again.

really thinks he's doing the right
thing. Well, that's the way it starts,

People stop listening to God. They
figure they can decide what's right and

for themselves, and it leads to a whole
lot of trouble.

What are we going to do about him? Oh,
don't worry about Nathaniel. He's got a

plan, but God's got a better one.

And where do we go with that? Well, that
depends on where she goes.

Well, if no one's going to listen to me,
there's nothing more I can do.

Listen, baby, it goes like this.

Sometimes God sends one angel to plant
the seed and another angel to collect

harvest. Now, you've done really good
here. You've said all the right things.

Now it's time for you to step back and
let them hear it loud and clear from me.

You're certain she used no force?

No. I mean, yes, she did it.

I mean, no.

Nathaniel, this is very serious.

I know.

You want to explain those marks on your
wrist?

Um, well, we were in the woods, and I
was fooling around on a tree, and I

slipped. Why on earth would you go to
the woods with a stranger?

She wasn't a stranger.

I recognized her from the trial.

She was mad at my dad, and I needed to
explain some things.

And you didn't think to check with her?
I had to do it right away.

That's what you have to do with all
people stuff. At least that's what you

So what do we do?

I'll talk to the woman.

Her letters are angry, but they don't
mention the boy.

It's maybe a case of talking to
strangers.

There doesn't seem to be any evidence of
foul play here.

Yeah.

At least none that anybody's talking
about.

Detective Winslow says that Sandra
Mill's story lines up with Nathaniel's,

unless somebody changes that story,
there's not much the police can do.

All we can do is believe him, Russell.

Where is he?

Upstairs, sleeping.

And if that woman got away with
something, and I think that she did,

it again.

Nathaniel might not be so lucky the next
time.

None of us will be.

Did you read those letters?

Yes. They were angry and desperate, but
there was also a great deal of sadness

in them.

Did you know her little boy, the one who
survived the accident, is in the

hospital? No. I read it in the paper.

Her son was hurt in a big explosion just
yesterday.

Well, I feel bad about that, but that's
no excuse to hurt another little boy.

Russell, something is going on here that
we don't understand. Maybe we're not

supposed to, but think about it.

You were getting ready to go back on the
road when Claire...

sensed the need to be here.

Claire visited the prison and saw the
angel of death.

Nathaniel may actually have been
kidnapped, but he was returned to us

And Sandra Mills' boy, he should have
been dead.

But he survived.

Miraculously survived.

There are times when maybe the only
thing we've got to go on is not what we

know, but what we believe.

On faith.

And maybe this is one of those times.

I agree.

Haven't we learned by now that it isn't
up to us to figure out how everything

fits in?

It's up to us to deal with it.

Well, I can deal with anything.

As long as it's with you.

There is something else. Well, of course
there is.

Dinah wants to visit Darlene at the
prison. No, huh?

No way. Honey, that kind of place would
do numbers on the mind of

the most mentally healthy person in the
world. I am not going to have my

daughter risking her mental health just
to satisfy some teenage curiosity.

You know Dinah better than that,
Russell.

She is a very sensitive person. That's
exactly my point.

There is such a thing as evil in this
world, and a lot of it lives right out

there at that prison.

Why should Dinah face that any sooner
than she has to?

I can't argue with you.

It does sound like a bad idea, but...
What was it that Erasmus just said?

Something is happening.

People need us. All of us.

Isn't that why we went on the road? To
be there.

To be used.

I'm not in favor of it, but I'll back
you up.

If your act can visit prisoners on death
row, I guess I can visit you.

I guess.

How you doing?

I don't know.

Want to talk about something special?

Anything?

Confidential?

Grandma's honor.

If you do something bad because you
tried to do something good, does that

you did something bad?

Nathaniel, I think if you do something
bad, you just did something bad for no

matter what reason.

She's not a bad lady.

She's kind of sad.

Yes.

I gave her my rock.

Wow.

And when you got from Minnesota, that
was very nice of you, Nathaniel.

But, you know, I think when people are
in that much trouble, what they really

need is our prayers.

You know how to do that, don't you?

Yeah.

Then I'll leave you two alone.

This is my daughter, Dinah.

Good to meet you, Dinah.

I didn't think your mom was going to let
this happen. I didn't either, but she's

pretty cool.

Protective, but cool.

Well, you should be protective.

So, what's so important?

Well, I have something that I want to
tell you, and I thought it might make

feel better.

Feeling better would be good.

I'm really sorry that you're going to
die.

But do you realize that, in a way, this
is kind of a gift?

Boy, you must be a lot of fun at
birthday parties.

I know it sounds really weird.

I almost died once.

I could have died.

I was attacked.

One minute I was just walking down the
sidewalk, and the next minute I realized

these could be the last.

moments of my life what'd you do well i
freaked i mean i

completely lost it but then i blacked
out and i started thinking

about everyone that i loved and how i
would never say goodbye to them and

it seemed almost worse than dying well
afterwards

i wrote this and I thought it might help
you right now. Do you want

to hear it?

Yeah, I would.

Somewhere outside my body, I am
screaming.

Somewhere in the night, I am fighting
for my life.

But here, down in my heart and deep in
my soul, my voice calls your name.

Mama.

My mind remembers all the times you held
me when I cried and thanked me when I

was afraid of the dark.

Somewhere out there is evil, and now I
must face it.

But before I go, I want to say I love
you.

And I wish I had told you so before I
left today.

That's really good.

Look, I know I'm just a kid, and maybe
this has already occurred to you, but

may be the only person alive right now
that knows the exact day and hour that

you're going to die.

You may not think you have any time
left, but you have more time than most

people ever get to say goodbye or
whatever it is you need to say.

I just wish that I could give my little
girl something more than reading a

little storybook out loud.

The idea is to leave something of
yourself behind for your daughter to

you by. It doesn't have to be a story.
You can make a tape of a song, of a

letter. Or a poem.

I'm not exactly a poet.

My mom can help you.

I think you would be a very good poet.

Good evening, everyone.

My name is Luke, and I'm an alcoholic.

I want to welcome you to our Wednesday
night New Beginnings meeting of

Alcoholics Anonymous.

You know, the most important member at
any AA meeting is the newcomer, because

we can't keep what we have without
giving it away.

Is there anyone here in their first 30
days who would like to get up and

introduce themselves?

Just to help us get to know you a little
better.

Hi.

My name is Melvin, and I'm an alcoholic.

Hello.

Well, I'm 16 days sober, and it's been
rough, so I don't know if I'm going

to make it, but sober today.

Thank you, Melvin.

Anyone else?

If not, there's something that I would
like to bring up this evening.

Hi, my name is Sandra.

And I'm empty.

Nathaniel?

You don't look very happy today.

I'm not.

Did you pray last night?

Yeah. Well, did you get an answer?

Sort of. That's the problem.

I feel even worse now than I did before.

Come on with me and help plant some
marigolds.

Is that supposed to make me feel better?

Uh -huh.

I'm sorry for what I did.

You go to school and learn like I said I
learned.

It's not that hard once you try.

I wish I could change the way things
are, but it can't be changed.

That's all right now.

I think it sounds more like a letter
than a poem.

What's the difference?

Well, a poem is what you feel rather
than what you think.

Mama calls it the language of the heart.

I don't even know what that means.

That means you think of Christy and you
see how that makes you feel.

It makes me happy.

It makes me sad.

It makes me want to hold her and never
let go.

Miss Green, you're wanted in the
visiting room.

What for?

I don't know. I was just told to come
and get you.

I'm sorry, Darlene.

Let's go, Dinah.

I want to stay.

Don't worry, Claire. She's safe with me,
believe it or not.

Please, Donna.

Be right back.

Can I ask you a question?

Sure.

Why did you kill that man?

I don't know.

I was loaded and looking for more, and I
guess he just

got in the way of me and my next fix.

I didn't even know what I was doing.

See, that's what happens when you're
hooked. You'll do anything.

Anything for drugs.

Including throwing away somebody else's
life.

Or your life.

Or your little girl's.

Does Christy live with your family now?

No. That wouldn't be good for her.

She has a foster family in California.

They're good to her.

Isn't there anyone here to say goodbye?

My little girl's the only one I care
about.

And I love her too much to put her
through that.

I'm her mother, for heaven's sakes.

She won't even see me. I'm sorry, but I
don't know how I can help you. I'm only

her tutor.

You're the only one she'll talk to.

She won't speak to me. The death penalty
is wrong, Mrs. Green.

That may be true, Mr. Guthrie.

But Darlene seems reconciled to dying.
How can anybody be reconciled to dying?

Darlene's transformed herself, become a
model prisoner.

We've got attorneys prepared to file
appeals.

We'd get a stay, possibly a reduced
sentence. You can't possibly have any

objections to that. Of course not.

But it's not my objection to count.

All we want you to do is talk to her.

Tell her that she's got a real good
chance of living.

I'll tell her.

Please.

No matter what she decides, ask her to
see me.

I wasn't much of a mother to her before.

My mother loved to turn me into a
business.

Tell my story to the tabloids, go on
talk shows.

Forget it. Is that why you stopped
seeing her?

I stopped seeing her because she's an
alcoholic who beat the tar out of me

chance she got. But they say they have
lawyers that can reduce your sentence.

Don't you think I know that?

I don't want to die, Claire. I'm scared.

But I also don't want the spectacle. I
don't want it for Christy. But you'd

for her.

I don't see it that way.

I want her to be free of all of this.

Everything about... me in the paper or
on TV cuts into her. And I have hurt her

enough. And if I'm going to do one thing
with my life, it's going to be set her

free of me.

But what about your mother?

What about her?

Isn't it time to let go of those old
feelings?

When I was six years old, my mother went
on a bender for five days.

I sat in my filth thinking I was going
to die alone.

I will never forgive her.

Never.

Partly bad.

How about you?

Oh, I had great parts.

This part, for instance.

Been looking for this all over town.
Finally found it in the junk shop.

Finally, you're both here.

I have something to tell you.

And that would be?

I don't want you to get mad at her or
anything.

She's really hurting inside.

And she drinks a lot, and she's not
really responsible for her own actions.

Nathaniel.

Okay.

Miss Mill kind of made me go with her
yesterday.

Oh, kind of.

Kind of had a gun.

It was a toy one.

How could you lie about something like
that?

I thought I was doing the right thing.
Calling the police.

She's in a lot of trouble, isn't she? I
think you should be thinking about how

much trouble you're in right now.

I wish you could know.

What do I want her to know?

I think you know what you want to say.

And all you have to do is just say it.

It's hard.

I wish I could tell you how sorry I am
that I

can't be a part of your life.

You were the best part of mine.

That's it.

Your daughter is going to treasure that.

I really think so.

And you'll make sure that Christy gets
that, right?

I will make sure she gets it.

Look, I'm not really that good at...

this kind of stuff, but, um... I want to
thank you.

Look, uh... I don't want you to be there
tomorrow night.

I got to do this alone from here on.

So, um... I think that we should say our
goodbyes right now, okay?

Okay.

You were a better family to me in one
week than she was my entire life.

I'm really glad I got to know you,
darling.

Me too.

Is this what you're looking for?

I'd really like that back, please. I'm
not in the habit of helping people hurt

themselves. Oh, I could really use a
drink right now.

Please. You know, some people say that
sooner or later an alcoholic is going to

hit bottom.

I don't believe that.

You don't hit bottom. You hit God.

Just get it!

Oh, no, no.

Now, you stop that. And you sit down
right here. Now. And you stop it.

Look.

I know I drink a little.

Okay, a lot.

But... Since I lost half my family...

I needed to drink in order to sleep, you
see, and it just got out of hand,

that's all.

That's a very interesting explanation,
Sandra, but it's not true. And you don't

need another drink.

What you need is a change.

You need to change your mind and change
your life, and you need God to help you

do it right here and right now.

And how many angels is it going to take
for you to talk to him?

The other, the other angel, Monica, was
real? She was real, and you were

drunk. And you just missed meeting
another one. His name is Andrew.

He's the angel of death.

And he almost had a meeting with your
son the other night. Matthew.

Matthew's going to survive.

But your future is not yet clear.

God has a plan for you.

There's a long, meaningful life for you
and your son, but God is not going to

take you by your arm and drag you into
happiness.

Happiness?

God killed my son and my husband. No, he
didn't.

And you know he didn't.

God loved people so much that he gave
them choices.

The choice to love him.

The choice to listen to him or the
choice to drive recklessly and endanger

lives of other people, which is exactly
what happened last year. Yeah.

Joe Green. Joe Green had that choice. He
made that choice that day. That's for

sure. And where is he now? They let him
out.

God's judgment and man's judgment are
different.

Joe paid society's price and the rest of
it is between him and God.

However, let me tell you this.

Joseph Green has learned something that
you need to learn.

That God will show you more mercy than
you show yourself.

And what does that suppose to mean?

Well, it means that you blame God. You
blame Joseph Green.

But there's somebody else that you blame
most, isn't there?

Me.

Listen to me, baby.

God made you.

He counts every hair on your head.

And he's aware of every drink you take
and every lie you tell.

But he has the good part.

He doesn't judge you.

He still loves you.

And if you'll reach out for him, he'll
be there for you. And he never will

you.

Even after what I did.

Oh, God.

If I just... What did I just tell you,
darling?

Face your alcoholic problem.

Tell yourself the truth.

Tell God.

Tell the Greens. They need to know.

You see, baby, there's a whole bunch of
people out there with their...

Step into the future, Hobart, and clean
for your son.

Now, it's not going to be easy.

But listen to me now. Listen to me.

Where you're going, God is already
there.

Yes, he is.

Mr.

Green. I'm Sandra Mills. I know exactly
who you are.

I've already told the police I want you
to stay as far away from this family as

is humanly possible.

I saw an angel.

She said you'd listen if I told you
that.

Come on in.

I never meant to hurt anyone. I, um...
I'm through making excuses.

I let everyone think that I started
drinking because my family was killed.

But the truth is I started drinking

long before that. I drank alone.

And that day I made my husband take out
the boys because

he just... I had my vodka bottle.

I'm an alcoholic.

And I want to apologize to you,
Nathaniel. I really do. And to your

family.

I know what your brother did was an
accident. It was a stupid accident, but

was an accident. And if it means
anything to you at all, I've already

him.

Forgiving your brother For the death of
my husband

Miss

Mills

It seems to have got a new lease on
life.

It's been quite a day.

It's not over yet.

What time's the execution?

Midnight.

Dinah, aren't you going to eat anything?

I never thought it'd be this hard.

The woman murdered somebody.

I know.

But nobody should have to die without
saying goodbye to the people that they

love. But didn't she write that
beautiful poem to her daughter?

Yeah, she did.

But she won't forgive her own mother.

Sometimes forgiving someone seems
impossible.

Sandra forgave Uncle Joe, and that was
impossible.

Look how it's changed all of us. Think
of how it's changed her.

She can move on now. She can change her
life.

Darlene doesn't have much life left to
change.

Shut up, George.

Take me back, Mama, please.

Even if it only changes her for an hour.

So, forgiveness might not change your
mom, but it will change you.

Just like it did Sandra.

I know it will.

Anyway, that's why I had to come back
and try just one more time.

I think that we were all supposed to
meet, that we could all find

If I told you that I met the angel of
death yesterday and you said the same

thing, would you laugh at me?

No.

There are a lot of things in this world
I don't understand, Darlene.

Things that seem incredible or
impossible.

But I do believe God uses angels.

And children.

and any willing soul in between to bring
healing and forgiveness to this world.

So, let's get to work.

How do you feel?

I don't know.

Lighter somehow.

You'll make sure my mother gets that.

I can't do goodbyes again.

You know, the only thing better than
forgiving is being forgiven.

This doesn't seem impossible now.

Are you ready to ask?

Is he ready to hear it?

When I cried, you couldn't hear me.

You weren't there.

When I laughed, you didn't get me.

You turned away.

When I needed to be held, you just
looked at me.

I didn't get it then, but I understand
it now.

You had your problems and I had mine,
and we faced them in different ways.

But I want you to know, whatever else
has happened, you're still my mother.

And I'm still your daughter, which makes
us a family.

And families forgive each other.

I forgive you, Mom.

It's hard to say goodbye, but it's time
to move on.

There's a lot waiting for you out there,
so don't look back.

But just think of me sometime when the
night gets cold or the day gets long and

it doesn't seem like you'll ever get
where you're going.

And remember...

Even though the road is taking us to
different places now, in the end I

we'll see each other again, and I'll be
there waiting, ready to welcome you with

open arms.