All language subtitles for touched_by_an_angel_s06e04_the_letter

Beautiful, isn't it, Tess?

Lush. Growing so... verdant.

That's the word.

Verdant.

Not verdant?

You think this is a beautiful picture.
You need to look a little closer.

Keep looking.

Where are the children working?

Because the laws are not always
enforced, especially when you're talking

migrant workers.

Such a hard life.

Wanderers. Always following the crops.

Is this where our work is to be done?

Not here.

They're moving on to the next farm
tomorrow, and so are we.

For them, it'll just be another harvest.

But for us, it'll be a treasure hunt.

Treasure?

Each person is like a field, baby.

And the father plants the seed of
something beautiful in each one of them.

But sometimes the beautiful thing never
lives to see the sky.

This time, baby, this time we cannot
allow that to happen.

Heavy burden, heavy load 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 fall with you.

Hello, an email for Roberto Morante.
General delivery?

Morante? You from that migrant camp?

Yes, we just arrived this afternoon.

Is that it?

Thank you. You're welcome.

The stove is still broken.

I promised to fix it last year.

Always promises, and nothing ever
changes.

Maybe, maybe, maybe.

Yes.

Tino?

Tino, where are you going? Come back
here. I'll come read the letter.

I want to listen to some music.

Well, read the letter first.

Querida familia, espero que estén todos
bien y juntos cuando reciban esta carta.

We are well as long as we're together,
huh?

Life is not so bad, mijo.

Yo estoy bien. El dolor de la cadera no
está muy mal.

Got pain in her hip.

Didn't I tell you to stop playing with
that ball?

Hi, I'm Monica.

I'm volunteering over at the church.

Hello, Roberto.

Hi.

What time is mass on Sunday?

It's at 10 a .m.

We'll be there. Thank you.

Dino, finish the letter, huh?

The rest is just this week's recipe.

Too bad we don't have a stove cooking.

Hi.

I am the new supervisor this year. So,
if there's anything you guys need, you

let me know, okay?

I think there's a wee bit of a problem
with the stove, Andrew.

All right, stove.

I'll look into it.

Thank you.

See you.

Siempre dicen eso. More promises never
get.

No te preocupes. Eres un hombre bueno.

Rafael. Roberto Morante. This is my
wife, Elisa.

Hola, un placer.

Things are a little different around
here now.

I have a feeling promises are going to
be kept.

Turn the radio off. I'll turn it down.

Off! You're running the battery down. In
a minute.

I said now!

Why do you make me be this way, Tim?

And then God planted a beautiful garden,
and he put a man and a woman in it.

And in the middle of the garden, God put
two trees.

Did they grow crops in the garden?

Oh, they grew everything there.

Fruit and vegetable?

Everything from artichoke to zucchini.

So it was a truck garden.

I suppose you could think of it that
way.

And who picked the crops?

Well, Eve picked a very important piece
of fruit.

A piece?

An apple.

We pick apples sometimes.

I'm sorry.

It's all right.

That's what it's there for. Keep
playing.

I don't really know how.

Would you like to learn?

Gino, come on. Papa wants you.

Hey, get plenty of water today, okay?

It'll be hot.

Thank you.

Hold on.

Here you go.

Thanks.

How does it is today? You should put
some loose leaves over the cabbage.

Water.

That's very fine.

Are you playing that by ear?

I don't know.

My name is Ted.

Monica said you were interested in the
piano.

Yeah. Music is a lot like mathematics.

Are you good at math?

This is a song written by a man named
Johann Sebastian Bach.

And he wrote it like an equation.

Two songs on top of each other.

Amen.

He's been going like this for hours.

He said he had a gift, but I had no idea
this boy's a genius.

Well, he's found his gift.

All we have to do is help him hold on to
it.

Is it true he's been playing that piano
all night?

Your son has a great talent.

He's just discovered it.

Tino!

Tino, vamos muchachos, time to work.

He's welcome back anytime.

Who are you?

This is my friend Tess. She's been
helping Tino play the piano.

Musical talent like Tino's doesn't just
happen every day.

It's a gift from God.

It's a miracle.

It's a waste of time.

Give me a miracle I can use, huh?

old man before my time.

Yes, you are a stubborn old man.

When are you going to see a doctor about
this?

When I'm a rich man.

You already

are a rich man.

I know.

I got it.

The Academia de Musica in Madrid.

No, no, I still think it should be
Juilliard or the Boston Conservatory.

The Royal Academy of Music in London has
a very good reputation.

Hello. Earth to angels.

Wouldn't it be nice if we could help
this little boy without tearing his

apart? There's a very nice music academy
a few miles down the road.

Fairmont Music Academy.

Hmm?

It's lovely.

Did you write it?

No. No, I was... I was listening to the
birds singing this morning. I'm trying

to remember.

That's not silly.

It's beautiful.

I watched you playing.

You play not just with your hands, but
the music, it comes from your heart.

It's like I finally understand, Monica.

I don't just have to listen to the music
anymore. I can make it myself.

If you're really serious about this,
there's a music school not too far from

here that's holding auditions in a few
weeks for its spring semester.

It could never happen.

Oh, yes. They offer a full scholarship
to a student who qualifies.

It wouldn't matter. My father would
never let me go.

Your father's a good man. Why don't you
give him a chance?

Well, I'll just hold on to this for a
while anyway.

Hey, yo.

Can we talk about something?

Haven't we always?

I want

to stay here.

What?

Monica, the Sunday school teacher, she
told me about this music school nearby.

And... If I apply, she thinks they might
let me come to the audition. And if

they accept me, there's a full
scholarship.

And I could study the piano.

Piano?

What, are you joking?

No, why do you say that?

You know, since when did you start
becoming a piano player?

Two days ago.

Ah, and so now you're a musician, huh?

It says that I have a gift.

And that music is food for the soul.

Yes, but it's not food for the stomach.

And when you're hungry, the soul takes
second place.

I knew you wouldn't understand.

Tino, you think I don't want to do good
things for my family?

For you?

Of course I do.

My dream is that someday we can settle
down in one place.

No more following the sun to the next
job.

Until then, what matters is that this
familia stays together.

Okay? It's the only protection that we
have when life has gone against us.

I know you're disappointed.

But you get over this. This will pass.

We go to Washington. We pick the late
apples.

No te preocupes.

Forget about this foolishness. You'll
see.

I'm ready to put out that application.

So what year are you in school?

Well, I went to eighth grade in Florida
and part of ninth grade in New Mexico,

so I don't know where they put me now.

Well, why don't we just say high school
and leave it at that?

Morante, please.

Morante.

Morante.

Two? Uh -huh.

Could you help me, please, my English?

And you're Tino Morante? Yeah.

Oh, congratulations.

You must be quite a musician.

I don't understand.

Mr. Moranty, we are very intrigued by
your application and the extraordinary

recommendation from your music teacher,
Tess.

We would like you to audition for us on
Saturday, the 7th of August.

Thank you.

Thank you so much for the new stove.

Hi, Roberto.

I don't believe this.

My mother sends us her recipes.

Now I finally get to use them.

Thank you, Andrew.

I thought you were like your boss, full
of empty promises, but I was wrong.

Thank you, sir.

How can we thank you?

I love home cooking.

You know, Elisa is the best, huh? Come
on, Sunday. I always make a big dinner

on... Sunday's not good.

No, not this Sunday. I'm sorry.

The boss said that this heat's going to
get the crops if we don't, so we're

going to have to work through the
weekend.

You mean Miss Church?

Well, I tried to buy her some time on
Sunday, but with this heat, every hour

counts.

Forgive me.

It's not your fault. You've done so much
for us.

I understand this is only a job for you
two, but I can see how much you care.

Lisa, something wrong?

It's my husband.

Roberto doesn't tell me, but I know his
back is no longer strong.

You see how hard he works. He can still
pick.

But maybe something a little less
strenuous wouldn't be a bad idea.

Okay. I'll see what I can do.

Will you come for dinner tonight?

Yeah.

These are jalapenos, some of the hottest
chilies in the world.

The first lesson my grandmother taught
me was to taste.

Well, I'm good at that.

It's delicious.

Can anybody contribute or is this a
private party?

Hi. Thank you.

What are you doing?

Chili peppers.

I've just discovered them. They're
wonderful.

Keep it up. You're going to discover
spontaneous combustion.

If I were you, I would concentrate a
little less on the jalapeno and a little

more on the hallelujah.

Don't mess with the father's plan.

Move it.

You okay, Tino?

The auditions are in two days.

Didn't I have heard by now?

Well, sometimes the only thing you can
do is pray that things will work out in

the right way at the right time.

It will be my pleasure.

Los arbolitos que parecen el sol

Viven en mi casita los dos solitos

Bajo el ámparo santo y la luz del

cielo Nunca están separados uno del otro

What does that look for, huh?

First time your mama and I danced, we
fell in love.

Without dancing, mijo, there would be no
you.

And without music, there'd be no
dancing.

Anything from Moranty?

Moranty.

Nothing new today. Just those two
letters a couple days ago.

Two? Yeah.

I gave them to the older guy.

The musician.

I'd say good for him.

I hope he does okay at that audition.
Nobody should have to work in those

their whole life, you know.

Thanks. You're welcome.

Where have you been, Tino? The sun is
getting hotter and you're wasting time.

Where's my letter, Papa?

You lied to me, Papa. After all you said
about love and familia, I told you the

truth, okay?

Seasons change, but a familia, never.

This is what is the truth in our family,
Tino.

Few places here with us.

No, Papa, the fields may be good enough
for you, but not for me. I'm going to my

audition.

You cannot walk out on your familia,
huh?

I'm grateful!

You live now, you don't... Come back and
then what? You have nothing.

Go then.

I'll be carrying this family on my back
all my life.

You can do without you.

It's time to go to work. I'm fine.

Alberto, the doctor said... Is he the
head of this family?

No, Papa, you are.

You stay here today, Papa.

I'll do enough work for the both of us.

I promise.

Gracias.

Come on, Mama, let's go.

It's Sunday. We should be in church.

In all my life, I've never missed
communion.

There

is

none so blind as he who will not see.

No hablo ingles.

Oh, yes, you do.

You hablo just fine when you want to.

Why do you keep bothering me and my son,
huh?

I don't have a lot of time to dilly
-dally, so I'm going to get right to the

point.

I'm an angel sent by God.

Open your eyes, Roberto.

And I mean that in every way.

You haven't done anything that any other
father might not have done in your

situation.

You tried to be strong for everybody.

God understands that.

But have you noticed that as strong as
God is and as powerful as he is,

when he speaks, it's with a whisper.

The children always listen better when
you whisper, you know.

Say, Tino.

Yes, like Tino and like yourself.

You're God's child too, Roberto.

But you think you're all alone here,
just you and your little family with

to trust but each other.

And you can't imagine Tino going off to
play the piano because that would be one

less person for you to count on.

Well, I got news for you, baby.

You're counting on everybody but the one
who could really help you now.

God loves you, Roberto.

And he knows how much you love that
little boy.

You can help your son and you can help
yourself if you'll just let God in

on it.

How can I help Tino now?

He missed the audition.

Music school is in the next town.

Can't you see?

I'm in so much pain, I can't walk.

God never promised you it would be easy.

But he did promise it would be worth it.

Let's go!

Notice how Mozart used the recurring
theme to establish a sense of loss.

May I help you?

Excuse me, sir.

Are you the head of the school?

I am.

My name is Roberto Morante. I've come
here to talk to you about my son.

He's a very good musician, but he missed
the audition because of me.

Well, I'm very sorry.

There's nothing I can do until next
year. The auditions are over.

Oh, come on, Professor.

Mozart was always late.

Come on. What do you say?

Dino.

Slow down.

The sun is too hot.

I don't want to see you on a bed next to
your papa.

I'm only doing what papa's done his
whole life.

That one all day was mine.

Mijo, please.

Mama, I'm fine.

Hey,

it happens more often than you think.

Son. It's all right.

There's plenty more in the barn.

I'm sure that you'll find just what you
need.

Hello, Tino.

Are you going to ignore me?

Will you also ignore the music inside
yourself?

I miss the audition. It doesn't matter
anymore.

It matters to God.

I'm just a piece of cabbage to God.

No, you're not.

You're right, I'm not.

I'm less than that.

I'm a joke.

I'm a fool that got teased with a
childish dream.

That's not true, Tino.

That's never true.

Will you hear the truth now?

Who are you?

I am an angel.

And God has sent me here to help you
discover the gift that he's given you.

And to make sure that it doesn't get
lost in between the angry words and the

pain and the hopelessness.

Oh, that's impossible.

Nothing is impossible for God.

What you did the other day, playing that
song, that was impossible.

But God made it happen.

You can be an instrument of God, Tina,
with your heart and with your hands.

But first you must accept his gift.

And you must accept his love, which is
also a gift.

And what would I do with this gift, huh?

I'm a migrant worker.

A migrant worker doesn't play the piano
in a big concert hall somewhere with his

mama sitting in the front row.

God doesn't make you hungry for bread
and then give you a stone.

And he didn't give you a desire to play
music only to let it be taken away from

you. Don't you see?

God's gift to you can be your gift back
to him.

For the music that he puts inside your
heart becomes something new when you

express it. Something that he has never
heard.

Imagine, Tino. Imagine the joy that that
gives him.

God doesn't want to miss that.

I can't imagine that at all.

But God can.

Cuerpo de Dios.

Amen.

It's a celebration.

Could use some music.

I can't play.

Look at my hands.

Look at these blisters.

Go ahead, Tino.

Try.

Papa.

I know it won't be easy, mijo, but I
promise you it will be worth it.

Amén.

Amén.

Amén. Amén.

Play to God, mijo.

Play with all your heart.

Cuerpo de Dios.

Amen.

That's my son.

May I be the first to congratulate the
father of our newest scholarship

Scholarship?

But he will be all alone. Who will take
care of him when we move on to the next

farm?

You know, what happened to that great
faith of yours, Elisa?

Roberto, I've been talking to the boss
about you. He's very impressed with your

ideas.

It's nothing.

It's just experience.

Experience is what he's looking for.

My time here is up, and my job is yours
if you want it.

Now, the hours aren't going to be any
better, but it'll probably be easier on

your back.

And Tino can still get his mama's
cooking.

The angel said it would work out.

What angel?

An angel visitor at Elisa.

Four angels, actually.

Roberto.

By the way, baby, your daughter is a
dancer.