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Is this the car, Andrew?

Yeah.

It looks so lonely.

Who does it belong to?

Wait. Here they come.

Benny, if you don't stop that, I'm going
to throw those sticks out the window

and tell your brother to back over them.

Look.

Bill there.

I know it is, honey.

Maybe tomorrow.

Hmm.

That's them.

The Lewis family.

Well, then who does the car belong to?

The car belongs to Mr. Bill Harper.

He was the piano teacher in this town.

And the band leader and the choir
director.

And he directed the 4th of July parade
and the high school football rally.

He even taught a little boy to play the
drums.

And every December, he directed the
Christmas pageant for the community

But he doesn't anymore?

Gloria, do you see those train tracks?

All right, if you follow them.

That way, you end up in Albany.

And if you take the train that way, you
end up in Manhattan.

Mr. Harper has been missing since he
took the 615 train to New York City the

morning of September the 11th.

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

Believe me, I'll walk with you Believe

me,

I'll walk with you

You're late. Too late at the afternoon.

Something has to be done, Victoria.

Doesn't anybody think of morning
anymore?

Morning.

When are you going to see a doctor about
that throat?

I will. I will.

I'm sorry. I don't know you.

Hello. My name is Monica.

I've rented the old copy store down in
Main Street. We're opening a Christmas

shop. I hope you'll drop by.

Christmas house. Now, there's a sure
bet. Carl.

Excuse him, Monica.

Christmas sales are down and Carl can't
handle the pressure.

Pressure I can handle? It's the poverty
that's got me worried.

It's the local merchants. They're not
advertising as much as they did last

I'm the only store on the block that's
even put up Christmas decorations. We're

still pretty numb from September.

I understand. So, anyway, Victoria, it
occurred to some of us that a good old

-fashioned Christmas pageant at the
community church, nothing fancy, just

basics, might be just a ticket to get
people back in the spirit before all the

shopping days are over.

But I can't make the church put on a
pageant. Why not? You're on the board.

Well, I know Bill Harper used to spend
months getting it ready. You can't just

throw something together like that,
especially now.

It would be an insult to his memory.

Besides, nobody really has the heart for
it right now.

I noticed his car is still at the
station.

Yes, it is.

What is the sheriff waiting for?

He's waiting for me.

Now, is there any other business?

Actually, yes, I was still thinking
about the Christmas pageant. And perhaps

can't match the extravaganza of the past
years, but wouldn't it be better to

give the community something simple to
rejoice in instead of nothing at all?

Couldn't have said it better myself.

I volunteered to plan something for this
weekend.

Well, I'll give it some thought, Monica.
Great.

I look forward to hearing from you.

Bye -bye.

Hey, TV's are adverts. They're always
going to be talking about an action. You

know, he ran happily, slowly, weirdly.

Dorkly? Did I just hear the word dorkly?

You're not going running, are you?

Yeah, I thought I would. Why not?

How's your throat?

It's not that bad.

What are you doing home, anyway?

Got laid off.

No one's going out to eat anymore.

Oh, that must be him. Who?

Hi. Hey, come on in.

Benny?

Benny, this is Andrew.

Benny?

Andrew's a drum teacher like Mr. Harper
was. Just like Mr. Harper?

Remember I said I thought it would be a
good idea for you to keep up your drum

lessons? You haven't had any since
September.

Mr. Harper is my teacher.

Well, yes.

But you know, a musician can't afford to
get rusty.

Because you never know when you're going
to have to sit in on a session.

Nice set?

Yeah, well, okay.

But it's only temporary.

It's fine.

Come on.

My mom thinks maybe Mr. Hopper went to
the World Trade Center.

Yeah, yeah, I heard that. But his
answering machine still works. And he

had a big surprise for the Christmas
pageant that he was working on.

I think it's just taking longer than he
thought.

But gotta be ready, just in case he
needs some drums.

Tell you what, what if I stop by here
every afternoon for a little while?

Okay.

Cool.

You've got the keyboard in excellent
condition.

And the pipe, as you can see.

Oh, Victoria.

Hello.

This is Tess.

She's volunteered to play the organ for
our Christmas services.

Victoria is our mayor.

Very nice to meet you. I'm happy to meet
you, too.

Reverend, I'm getting some pressure from
the merchants. They want me to convince

you to put on a Christmas pageant.

Now?

Bill Harper always spent months planning
for those things.

No, that's what I said.

Oh, but think of the tribute to him to
carry on in the tradition, even in a

small way.

What do you think?

I feel it's too late.

And it's strange.

It also feels too soon.

Benny, my son, he's just not ready to do
a Christmas pageant without Bill

Harper.

How's Benny doing?

Well, he's fine. My pizza's fine.

Nice to meet you, Tess. And you, too.

Thank you, Reverend.

Do you have any idea why Bill Harper
went to New York that day?

No.

Not a clue.

Hey, I was wondering about the... You're
hired.

And if you can find either one of the
N's, we'll give you a raise.

I think you've got two separate strands
of lights here.

Oh, that's good.

I'm Monica. This is Gloria.

It's my first Christmas.

We open tomorrow.

But nobody around here seems to be very
much in the Christmas spirit.

Yeah, I know.

And I'm getting tired of it. So let's
get to work.

Good, but keep the feet with your left.

Boom.

Great work. Good work.

I think I'm getting into the groove.

Oh, yeah.

Hello. Hey. Hey, Andrew.

Well, guess what?

I got a job at the new Christmas store,
and my boss says she knows you.

Monica, welcome.

Hello.

I gave your card to a woman this
morning. She said she wanted to help out

that project that we discussed.

The pageant. Great.

Are you sure you're really interested?

I... Can you just give me a moment,
Monica?

Please, sit.

Annie.

How would you feel if we did the
Christmas pageant this year without Mr.

No, he's the only one who knows how to
do it. No, honey.

He'll be back in time.

He'd never miss Christmas.

I'll get it.

Charlie?

I just got a call from NYPD.

They found a wallet at Ground Zero.

Whose wallet?

Hey, buddy.

Why don't you come with me? I'll do some
homework.

Was it Mr.

Harper's wallet?

Yes, Benny.

So, it's official.

Want to talk about this?

All right.

If you want to talk tomorrow, whenever,
you just let me know, all right?

All right.

Night, buddy.

Love you.

You're a good brother, Patrick.

Hey, Scott.

Monica, how are you? Good.

Yeah, Scott, why don't you... Hey,

come in.

I keep coming back here like a

criminal returning to the scene of the
crime.

You haven't done anything wrong.

Well, no, I haven't done anything.
That's the problem.

I just feel sort of numb, can't focus.

Mr. Harper must have been a really good
friend.

No, you know what?

I didn't really know him all that well.

Nobody did.

I don't know where he grew up, if he had
any family.

I don't know why he bought that ticket
to New York City, why he was there the

day the towers went down.

He used to come to our house every
Thursday to give Benny a lesson.

He drank tea with milk.

Hand him a check once a month. We'd chat
for about five minutes, but I didn't

really know him.

He was a neighbor. He lived right down
the street, and I didn't know him.

But he certainly worked miracles with
Benny.

Miracles?

Hmm.

After the boy's father left, Benny sort
of shut down. He didn't talk to anybody.

He wouldn't play with anybody.

Bill Harper had an idea.

He got Benny to take out his anger on
the drum.

And after a while, his anger turned into
music.

I don't know what I would have done if
he hadn't come along when he did.

Mr. Harper helped Benny get over his
last heartbreak.

But who's going to help him get over Mr.
Harper?

So how's your shop? I've been meaning to
come in.

I haven't been feeling very ho -ho -ho
these days.

I couldn't be less ready for Christmas.

That's when you need it.

Are you really going to do this
Christmas, Beth?

Yeah. But if I don't get my posters up,
no one will know about it. But I'll see

you.

Hey.

Hey.

How you doing?

I'm fine.

So what's up?

I just can't help thinking the last time
someone drove that car.

It was just another normal day.

But, Crystal, there'll never be another
normal day.

No.

When are you going to finally start
getting mad about all this?

Why not?

Because I have responsibilities.

Victoria, we all have responsibilities.

It doesn't mean we're not allowed to be
human.

I mean, I haven't seen you cry once in
three months.

You just do your job, Charlie, and let
me do mine.

What are you doing? Hey, what? Leave me
alone!

Benny? Go away.

What happened to your drums?

I killed them.

Guess because you're pretty angry, huh?

It hurts to miss somebody Makes you want
to cry I can't I gotta be

strong with my mom All you have to do is
be busy

Monica says she's going to give me a
part in the Christmas pageant.

I wanted to be an angel, but it was
already taken.

Wow!

What an amazing use of convection air
current.

I can't believe you've never seen one of
these things before.

They've been around forever.

Well, I haven't.

These things are tradition.

I used to have them all over my house at
Christmas.

We even had a little village like that
one.

With this little toy train that would...
Well, that's a pretty one.

I feel like smashing it against the
wall.

Why?

Peace on Earth.

Goodwill towards men.

Those words will never mean the same
thing to me again.

I'm sorry.

There's nothing you can do about it.

Maybe there's something I can... Do you
mind if I leave a little early tonight?

Sure. Okay.

Thanks.

Tess and I found most of the costumes in
the church basement and some scripts

from past years, and I put posters up
all over town. Oh, that sounds

Where on earth have you been?

Took the train to Manhattan.

What?

I'm 18.

I can go into the city when I want.

Look, I'm sorry. It's just there was
something I had to do.

And I knew if I talked to you first,
you'd talk me out of it.

Oh, no. What did you buy?

I didn't buy anything.

I enlisted.

I don't understand. Enlisted in what?

I enlisted in the army.

I leave the day after Christmas.

Oh, my God.

Oh, my God.

But you can't enlist. You're going to
college next fall.

How can you just turn around and pull a
stunt like this? Mom, I've thought about

this a lot.

All right, ever since September 11th, I
knew I had to do something. No, what you

have to do is what we all have to do. We
have to carry on with the lives we were

living before. How can you tell me to do
that when you can't? I have done

nothing but carry on for this family and
for this town. You've had a doctor's

appointment for three months in New York
about your sore throat, and you won't

go. No, I am not afraid to go into New
York City, and I am not going to let you

turn this into a conversation about me.

You always taught us to do the right
thing. What, you think that sneaking

my back, abandoning your brother at a
time like this is the right thing? I'm

just saying... No, then he lost his
father, then his favorite teacher, now

losing his brother. He's not going to
lose me.

All right? Neither are you.

You don't know that.

Maybe not.

But I do know that my little brother's
heart is broken.

That my mom hasn't laughed in three
months.

And that I can't walk into a Christmas
store and hang holly and tinsel and talk

about peace on earth when I know there
isn't any.

I gotta do this.

I'm sorry. I love you.

But I gotta do it.

Otherwise I'll never be able to live
with myself.

In the heart of the darkest winter Cries
a

voice to the listening ear Though your
back

and your arms are weary Be a

good cheer When the sky is all rain

and thunder

And your mind is a maze of fear.

Let your heart hear these words of
comfort.

Be of good cheer.

Though the story is ages old,

still the story is told.

A child is born in the dead of night.

Born of love, born of light.

May the miracle of the baby

see you strong through the come.

Has no greater power.

I've got to run out for a second.
There's some kind of fight at Louis

It's probably enough. I'll be right
back. No, Charlie, wait!

Look for a relative's address or
something.

For Benny.

Christmas pageant.

Oh.

Oh.

Hi.

If you're trying to reach Bill Harper,
you've got the right place but the wrong

time. So leave a message and I'll get
back to you.

Mr. Harper, it's Benny.

Um, I'm not going to call anymore.

I know what happened now, and I'm really
sorry.

I bet you were really scared.

I'm going to miss you, Mr. Harper.

They're going to do the Christmas
pageant without you now.

That's not fair, because I really wanted
to play the drums for you.

Well, you probably won't even get this,
but I just wanted to say goodbye, so

bye. Oh, honey, I'm so sorry.

coming back.

My mom wants me to get another drum
teacher, but I think we ought to wait

you get back. What do you think?

Call me, okay? Bye.

This is Miss Claypool at Dryden Security
Bank.

We're sorry that we missed... Tuesday,
September

11th, 5 .17 p .m.

Hi, it's Benny.

Something terrible happened today down
in New York.

I just wanted to make sure you're okay.

I'll see you tomorrow at four.

That's all.

See ya.

Victoria?

What are you doing here?

I came to help.

Oh, um... I was just gonna look around
for some tea. I've got a bit of a sore

throat. I know why it hurts.

It's the lump in your throat that has
been there since September 11th.

It's your body trying to tell you that
it wants to cry, but you won't let it.

Well, I don't think we know each other
well enough to have this conversation.

Who knows you, then?

Have you cried with your friends, with
your neighbours, with your sons?

There is someone here now, Victoria, who
knows that your heart is broken.

It is God.

And he sent me to tell you that he loves
you very much.

I am an angel.

Don't be afraid.

Don't be afraid?

Fear not. I bring you tidings of great
joy.

Yes.

God loves you so much and he wants to
take away your fear.

Will you tell him that I'm not afraid to
go to New York because of what could

happen to me?

I am afraid, afraid of what you might
feel.

He knows.

You have to get the pain out, all of it,
if you're going to heal.

What do I have to heal from?

There are thousands of people in this
country who have suffered real loss.

I'm another sad, confused American just
trying to carry on.

You have been wounded, too, whether you
admit it or not, and you need to heal.

Well, I'm not so sure I want to.

And that is how you feel about the world
now?

Hmm.

When I was a kid, 1962,

I remember hearing bells crawling under
desks for duck and cover and wondering,

is this it? Is this the end of the
world?

And when that crisis was over, we had to
find some way to go on.

We had to find some way to forget that
there was always a bomb somewhere in the

world pointed at us.

We taught ourselves how to forget that.

We convinced each other to believe in
the future, to look forward to growing

having dreams, goals.

You can ask any kid who lived through
that. They'll understand what I mean.

And how did we finally go back to sleep
at night? I'll tell you how.

We told ourselves that it just couldn't
happen.

We read Anne Frank, convinced each other
that deep down inside people were

really good and that nobody would ever
really want to hurt us.

And it worked, Monica.

It worked.

For 39 years it worked.

Then three months ago, 19 men got on
four airplanes.

And that line was stripped away from me.

And all I want to do now, all I want to
do, oh, God, oh, God.

Oh, my God.

What did they do to us?

Our country, our country.

I don't even know what to start crying
for.

Think about those people.

Those poor people.

The planes and the towers.

The firemen.

Children whose mothers' fathers never
came back home. I just... I just can't

process it all.

Everything has changed. Nothing is the
same anymore. Nothing.

I can't even look at a Christmas card in
the mail without being afraid.

And you know what scares me the most,
Monica? What frightens me to the deepest

part of my soul is that I don't think we
were ever really sleeping.

Now that dream is gone forever.

For the rest of my life, I'll wake up
every morning and have no idea what

happen.

You never knew that before either,
Victoria.

Now you just know that you don't know
what can happen.

But now, when you wake up, you might
just start your day by turning it over

God. Because no matter what happens to
you, God will never leave you to face it

alone.

And even if you try to put Christmas out
of your mind, God won't let you.

Because that's what Christmas is.

Emmanuel.

God with us.

And I know that it won't be easy.

But you have to sit down with your
children. They need you so much now.

And talk to them and listen to them and
hold them close.

Or if you have to...

Whatever he decides, entrust his life to
God.

Live in faith.

God cannot work in your life if you've
given it over to fear.

And Victoria, there's something that God
needs you to do.

What?

Something for Patrick, for Benny, for
your community.

But you have to go back to before
September 11th to accomplish it.

Well, no, I don't understand.

Listen.

Monday, September 10th, 8 .43 p .m.

Hey, Bill, it's Jim.

I've got good news on your idea for your
Christmas pageant. I spoke to my buddy,

John Kleitzman, up at Rockefeller
Center, and he thinks he can help you

this happen.

So come on down to the World Trade
Center tomorrow morning, and we can grab

coffee, and I'll see you at my new
office.

Then we can take the subway up to
Rockefeller Center and meet John.

He's expecting us for lunch.

He'll be waiting for us. See you
tomorrow.

John Kleidsman is still waiting for
them.

Mr. Harper and Jim didn't make it to the
meeting.

They never left Jim's office in the
North Tower.

John Kleidsman knows why Mr. Harper was
in New York that day.

on your idea for your Christmas pageant.
I spoke to my buddy, John Kleidsman, up

at Rockefeller Center, and he thinks he
can help you make... Hudson Express,

Penn Station will be departing in 30
minutes.

Hudson Express, Penn Station will be
departing... One for Penn Station,

I don't know, buddy. You did some pretty
serious damage here.

You could fix it like you fixed my
PlayStation. I'm good, but not that

Maybe Mom could fix it.

Doubtful.

Hello?

Where were you?

I was starting to get worried.

Hi. I went to New York, believe it or
not.

You finally went to the doctor?

No, it wasn't the doctor that I needed.

Do you remember Mr.

Harper said he had a big surprise
planned for the Christmas pageant this

I found out what it was. I went to New
York to finish what he started.

He had something special in mind for
you, too.

Come on, look.

Wow!

You wanted to play for him, right?

You sure you're okay?

Oh, better than I've ever been.

What a beautiful ending to our pageant.

Mr. Harper would have been so proud.

And I'm told we have more surprises in
store.

Mayor Lewis.

Merry Christmas, everyone.

Merry Christmas.

Ah, this is harder than I expected.

My son, my wonderful son, Patrick, is
heading off

for the army the day after Christmas.

I couldn't be more proud of him.

He reminded me that we each have to take
responsibility for making the world a

better place, and I support his
decision.

I can't say that I'm happy to see him
go, but... I know that he won't be

Um... There's a tradition... I'm

sorry, um... Monica.

I understand that there's a tradition in
this town that when a young man or

woman enters military service, they are
given the opportunity to choose the hymn

that will be sung in their honor the
last Sunday before they leave.

Patrick Lewis has chosen his song.

It is not the traditional Christmas
carol that Mr. Harper planned for his

special guest to perform today.

But it is perhaps the song that we
especially need to hear.

We've all heard it before.

But today, let us listen with hearts
that seek peace, not by our own

might, but by trusting every battle,
every struggle, every fear to almighty

God who conquered evil with love
Christmas Day 2 ,000 years ago.

and who have done it every day since.

Ladies and gentlemen, Mr.

Harper's gift to you.

Please welcome the Mormon Tabernacle
Choir.

Thank you.

Thank you.