All language subtitles for Lost heart 2020

The Coast Guard
picked up on some unusual

activity a few weeks back.

You know that
scanner in my office?

Yeah.

It picked
up on it too.

Huh.

- The feds, they're denying
anything unusual, as usual.

God, let tonight be the night.

Come on.

Where are you?

Uh!

Oh, it's hot.

- Hmm, coincidence?

- You sound like Chip.

- Smart kid.

- Yeah, he's smart
and stubborn too.

- You taught him a lot.

- Well, I hope it's enough.

I don't exactly have the
best track record, you know.

- Never too late.

- Well, aren't you the
subtle preacher, Milo?

- Guilty.

- Now, what's that trash
you're readin' anyway?

- This trash was in your car.

You gonna reach out?

- The old ticker won't let
me procrastinate forever.

- Yeah, well, tomorrow
is never promised.

And always isn't truly forever.

- Oh, how poetic.

- That was pretty good.

Sermon material.

Never promised.

- Did you tell anybody you
were comin' out here tonight?

- No.

Why?

Just curious what your Sunday
club would say.

- Don't get salty, now.

Churchgoers are just tryin'
to knit their faith together,

like you.

- You know what?

You gotta admit though,

a lot of these
stories in the Bible,

they sound just like
"Close Encounters."

You got people turnin'
into pillars of salt,

giants the size of trees.

And then you got dragons
and lakes of fire.

I mean, is that any
harder to believe

than some crazy little
light in the sky?

And then there's,
oh, who's that guy?

Enoch?

- Elijah.
- Elijah, okay, yeah.

Goes to heaven alive.

Okay?

How does he get there?

In a flaming chariot.

So what's that
sound like to you?

- I know there are a lot of
unexplained things in the Bible,

a lot more than most
people want to accept.

I'll give you that.

- I would just like to see
that thing one more time.

I mean, a real close encounter.

- You've got two close encounters left on your bucket list.

- Yeah, the UFO's a want to.

My daughter is a need to.

- To your close encounters.

- Milo, that's it right there!

That.

What are you gonna
do, write it down?

Get your camera!

Yeah, right.

Okay.

All right.

Turn on, turn on.

You stupid camera!

- Milo!

- Harris!

Oh, no.

No, hang in there, buddy.

Hang in there.

Harris.

Come on, fight, buddy, fight.

Fight for your daughter.

- So your fans know
about the Hannah Sweet

who sells out stadiums and
has sold millions of records.

But who's the woman
behind the star?

- Does anybody really care?

- We really do.

What was it like
where you grew up?

- I was a girl from a little
town in Northern Michigan.

And nothin' ever
really happened there.

That's why I left.

Tell
us about your parents.

- Mama was a folk singer.

She even told me she
played Woodstock,

but I never saw any
pictures or footage.

Daddy was an ex-soldier.

He was...

- Hannah.

What did your father do?

Hannah?

- He drank.

You wanna hear the truth

about how Miss Hannah Sweet
became America's sweetheart?

I mean this, this is a tell-all,

behind the scenes
music piece, right?

My father was a horrible drunk.

He was abusive to me and Mama.

And it got so bad,

she went crazy

and up left us,
left me.

But that's how I got strong.

And that's how I
found the strength

to be able to face
bottom-feeders like you

who are tryin' to break a story.

- Okay, we're done.

Well, here you go!

- No, no, it's okay.

I got this.

- Turn 'em off!

- Wait. Why?

They want the details.

I got the stories.

- Can we have the stage, please?

Now!

- What?

- Tell me you can
still perform tonight.

- You think I can't?

Please.

In my sleep.

Don't you touch me!

- Get hair and
makeup back in here.

And I'll get you
some strong coffee.

- I don't need any coffee!

And I ain't doin'
any more interviews!

Get the cameras outta here!

No one, no one comes near me!

- Marty, she can't
afford to do this again.

She's burned every
bridge in Hollywood.

This is her last second
chance in Nashville.

- Just hang on.

We've been through this before.

- I've got Trace
Atkins on the phone.

- I know, just
give us 20 minutes.

- The fathers eat
the sour grapes.

The children are set on it.

Don't!

- I was just tryin-

- To save your golden goose?

- I thought you were
better than this.

- I am.

So don't you dare
talk down to me.

- You've got 20 minutes
to get to rehearsal,

or they're pulling you!

- Huh, I'm not playin' tonight.

The setup is all wrong!

The hired musicians are awful.

Nothin' I asked for happened.

- You don't get it!

You can't keep callin'
the shots anymore,

after you walked
off your TV show,

canceled the Grammys,
cursed at Dolly!

But if you screw this
one up, we're both done.

- I'm just your job security?

Figures.

- I've given you 20
years of my life!

I can't do this anymore!

- What are you going to do, huh?

You gonna go find
some other starry-eyed

wannabe hussy singer to spew
your Nashville nonsense?

- That's it.

It's over!

- Well, you can't quit,

'cause you're fired.

Now get out!

Get out!

Please, just make it stop.

- This is Martin.

W-What?

- I should've never
gone to the crossroads.

Hannah?

- Am I on?

I can sing, I can.

- No, you got a call
from Verna in Michigan.

Your father passed.

She wants you to go
for the services.

I'll have a driver take
you back to the hotel.

Go home, Hannah.

- Don't talk to the press.

Oh, and stop callin'
me Miss Sweet.

It makes me feel old.

All right?

So listen, did Martin call?

Okay, I'm almost to Lost Heart,

and I have no idea
what the reception's

gonna be like there.

So just tell him a few days.

I'll try you back in a few days.

♪ I'm barely holdin' on ♪

♪ Jordan, can't you hear me ♪

♪ Take my faith
and bring me home ♪

♪ Take my faith
and bring me home ♪

- Looks about the same.

- Miss?

You aint from around
here, are you?

- No.

But don't be touchin' the car.

- So this is the thanks I get,

workin' myself to death

while you're out here makin'
smoky eyes at the tourists.

- Not true.

Your sister gave me this job

because she knows
we need the money.

- Are you sayin' I can't
take care of my family?

Mama.

- Hey, hey, let
her go, you drunk.

- Drunk?

That bottle is the
only thing that

gives me love around here.

- No, Daddy, I love you.

- I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.

- Sorry is for sinners.

Miss, are you all right?

- Shouldn't you be
lookin' for your mama?

Excuse me.

- Mr. Potter,
eggs'll be right up.

Excuse me.

- It worked.

- What?

- I mean, you're here.

- Yeah, I'm lookin' for Verna.

- Right.

I'm sorry.

I just can't believe that
you're here right now.

- I'm her niece, and I-

- Oh, I know who you are.

Everybody knows
who you are, but.

- And you are?

- I'm Elsie, Verna's daughter.

I'm your cousin.

- So is she here?

- Oh, yeah.

Mom's out back, buying morels.

I can go get her for you.

I'm really glad that
you made it home.

And I'm really sorry to hear
about your daddy passing.

We all really loved pops.

I'll be right back.

- No.

- I can't believe
Harris left him the car.

- Listen, I saw Milo's picture.

This is strange stuff.

- Here comes Mr. UFO right now.

- Or is that Minister UFO?

Take us to your leader, Milo.

- Did you get the probe?

- Show some respect, fellas.

Harris went to meet
his maker that night.

He's not even in the ground yet.

- Yeah, too soon.

- Too soon.
- Too soon.

We're all very sorry
about losin' old Harris.

- I think it's groovy, Milo.

The UFO, not Harris passing.

Oh, hey, Ann wanted me to
talk to you about shirts

for the upcoming season
at the gift shop.

She said we could do postcards,

stickers, pens, baby jumpers.

You know, what have you,

with the UFO picture
on of course, yeah.

- We'll see.

- Half the proceeds
go back to the church.

It's win-win.

- Shut up, Jim.

- Win-win.

- That beautiful car out
there must belong to you.

- Figure that out all
by yourself, did ya?

- Fancy car, fancy lady.

Welcome to Lost Heart.

- Welcome back, actually.

- Milo!

Um, Hannah's here.

- Yes, I know, we met, sort of.

I'm Pastor Williams.

Milo.

I sure have heard
a lot about you.

- Mm, that's usually
the line I hear

right before my lawyer has to
take out a restraining order.

- I think you're safe.

- Uh, Mom left.

You just missed her.

She's at the house getting
ready for tomorrow.

- You know, I'm heading
over there after my coffee.

You want to just follow me?

- I think I'll
just head out now.

- Wait a minute.

Do you remember where
the old Lewis house was?

- Yeah.

- Elsie, can I get
that coffee to go?

Because that's
where she lives now.

- Hmm.

- I got it.

- Hannah.

Hannah, wait up.

That's my boyfriend, Sterling.

- Mm.

- Sterling, sir, how's
the fishing been?

I'm not
comin' Sunday, Milo.

Buck fifty.

- I didn't invite ya.

Keep the change.

- Oh, my gosh.

Oh, I can't believe she's here.

- I don't see what
the big deal is.

- I'm gonna be famous,

a singer just like her.

- I don't think just
like her is a good thing.

- Morning, gents.

My name is Niles Cass.

I'm with UFO Worldwide.

I was hopin' I could ask
you guys a few questions.

- No, I need a
replacement car like now!

Three days?

You know what, just nevermind.

I'll just get this one fixed.

- Classic, ain't she?

Belonged to your father.

- Great.

- Oh, dear.

You have a spare?

- No, I don't.

Makes me so, God!

Sorry, it's just pretty
obvious God hates me.

- Is it?

- Oh, that's right, you're one
of those so-called experts.

- Certainly no expert.

Just a simple preacher
of a simple church,

but I used to be...

- So God.

Again, sorry.

- I think it's odd
that we're so quick

to invoke his damnation anytime

we do something
clumsy or stupid.

Maybe we should damn ourselves

for our own lack of
judgment and mistakes.

- Well, that's pretty cold

for a priest or pastor,
whatever you are.

- I wonder why we're not
as quick to give him credit

for the good things
that happen to us.

- Hey!

Can I still catch that ride?

- Sure, hop in.

- Can you pop the trunk?

- Oh yeah, sure, if
I can find the latch.

- Okay.

Can we go?

- Yes, we can.

Chippy, how you
gettin' by today?

- Getting by good.

This is an enhanced 12-foot net.

One-inch mesh, strong!

- Allow me to introduce you to-

- It's okay, man.

I got this.

You have dark lipstick.

- You have Down syndrome.

- I like her.

You can call me Chip,
Chippy or Big C Daddy.

Oops.

Sorry.

I was makin' a batch of
my secret Bigfoot bait,

using honey and cat food.

- If you just told
me the ingredients,

is it still a secret?

- You have a trusting face.

- Hey, Chippy.

You do know who this is, right?

- Of course.

If I didn't, people'd
think I was retarded.

Hannah Elaine Howard, better
known as Hannah Sweet.

You're my world-famous
stepsister that I've never met.

Auntie Verna's inside.

Go on in.

Thanks, Chippy.

- Thanks, Chip.

Big C. Daddy.

- If you need to take a moment,

I'll go see where Verna is.

♪ I'm always chasing rainbows ♪

♪ Watching- ♪
- Hannah!

What are you doing
out here, huh?

- I was-
- No chores done.

- I know.
- No dinner!

- I was practicing.

I was gonna get
to it, I promise.

I promise.
- Singin' is for angels.

And you ain't one.

Uh!

- Didn't mean to
sneak up on you.

I'm normally pretty good.

- Excuse me.

Excuse me, please.

- What happened?

- Spit happened.

Why would she do that?

- She never knew
the Harris we knew.

- A clone?

- No, not exactly.

Before a man has faith,

he's like a ship
lost on the big lake

without a lighthouse
to guide it.

That's pretty good.

Wait, wait, ship, lighthouse.

- The lighthouse
represents love.

- That's right.

- Just because I
have Down syndrome

doesn't mean I don't
understand allegory.

Oh, no!

- What?

- Was that Hannah?

Not the welcome home
I was expecting.

Oh, no.

I quit a long time ago.

Not soon enough.

- I shouldn't have come.

- Well, I was prepared
to disagree with you.

- I'm sorry.

I didn't think it would
all come back so quickly.

I wasn't ready.

- 30 years, still not ready
to visit your favorite aunt?

There's that smile.

Sweet Tart.

- Oh, you know, I
always hated that name.

- Sweet Tart.

You must not have hated it
that much, Miss Hannah Sweet.

- I came back to
see you and Mama

but not him.

- Well, I'm just
thrilled you're here.

- Is she still spitting?

- No.

- I don't want
her to spit on me.

- Is everything okay?

- Yeah, it's good.

- Good.

I was trying to wipe
Pop's face off after pbbt.

Well, now Pops looks
like a crying clown.

- Oh, no.

It's all right.

Let's go see what we can do.

- You'll be okay here?

Tell Verna I'm going
back into town.

- Sure.

Oh, and my car?

- Heading to the
shop as we speak.

I told 'em to get it fixed.

It might be pretty expensive,

but I figured you
could afford it.

- That's fine.

And thanks.

- Good morning.

My name's Niles Cass.

I'm a journalist.

- Oh, a journalist.

- I was wondering
if I could ask you

a few questions
about Harris Howard.

I heard that you were
married to him before.

- Yeah, um hmm.

- But I must say, you
look much too young

to have been married
to a man his age.

- Oh, well, thank you.

Won't you please
come in, Mr. Cass.

- Don't mind if I do.

- Well, thanks to
a little makeup,

I got Harris lookin'
a little better.

- Why is he in the house

and not at a church
or a funeral home?

- He wanted it like

his great grandfather
Pike's parlor funeral.

Who, incidentally, got
up after two days, so.

So it was creepy
in the late 1800s,

and it's even creepier now.

You don't trust me
with the preppin'.

- No.

- You know, Mama
used to do that.

- Just not sure all
that highfalutin'

living you've been doin' has
affected your culinary skills.

- She still doin' all right?

- She is strong as an ox.

You know, she said she sent
you hundreds of letters.

Hundreds.

- Are these even safe to eat?

- She's been eatin'
'em for years.

- Well, that explains a lot.

Is she comin' tomorrow?

- I don't know.

- She hasn't forgiven him.

- I think it's more the
not the socializing sort

than the forgiving.

- So has she?

- Baby, you should go see her.

- One, two, three.

Yes!

Keep practicing.

- Too much makeup.

It covers your natural
beauty.

- Mama.

- Not one for letters, huh?

Too much fan mail, I suppose.

- I'm sorry.

I thought I'd never
see you again.

- I'm here.

- What's this?

Your groceries.

- My smokes!

- From Aunt Verna.

Your place, it's...

- It's a charming dump.

Come on, let's walk, baby.

- You smoke pot now?

- Oh, yeah.

It's legal in Michigan.

- Yeah, I'm not really
sure that's true.

- And as I give you
the green plants,

so I give you everything.

Genesis, in the Bible.

No law is higher than God's law.

Plus, it's good for my cancer.

- Wait, what, you have cancer?

- That's what they say.

Six months to live.

- Oh, Mama, no.

- That was 6 1/2 years ago.

I feel great.

By God's grace and
with my Geritol cush,

I'm not goin' anywhere soon.

Want some?

- No, thanks.

So what happened here?

The park, and...

- Oh, it's splendid, isn't it?

It was all thickets and thorns.

- You aren't seriously thinkin'

about bein' buried
next to him, are you?

Come sit.

- I feel like I'm
back to the future

with his name everywhere.

What are you gonna tell me next

they have a statue of him in
the town square or somethin'?

- He won a good amount of money

in the lottery scratch off,

and he bought Verna
the old Lewis house

and fixed it up.

And he started a
conservation club

and the park and a
few other things,

and they gave him a statue
in front of the library.

- You gotta be kiddin' me.

That drunk got lucky?

- He hadn't touched
a drop in 25 years.

Actually, he was trying
to make me stop drinking

for the last 10 years or so.

And we probably would've
moved in together again

except he said that he didn't
wanna live with a drunk.

He already done
that long enough.

And after the institution,
I don't go anywhere.

So he would bring takeout over,

and he'd fix up the
dining room all fancy.

And we'd play music and dance.

He brought people over,

and we played bingo and
even prizes and everything.

- How, how did this happen?

- Jesus calls it repentance.

- Are you drunk?

I mean like right now?

- No.

I put this in my letters.

- I spent my entire
life hating that man.

And I'm mad.

- Good.

Let it out!

- I'm not at you for leaving us!

How could you do that?

- He threatened to kill
me if I took you away.

And that's why he committed
me to that awful place.

I, I didn't, I was
young and naive,

and I was so scared.

- You were young and scared?

I was a child!

- I know.

- That's it.

That's all you have to say?

- Be patient.

- No, stop it, Daddy, please!

Please don't!

Those were Mama's!

- And you are gonna end
up just as crazy as her

if you don't knock this off!

- She ain't crazy!

- Don't you dare.
- I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.

Sorry.

- Sorry is for sinners.

And only God can forgive 'em.

- Hello?

Hello?

Hello?

Hello, is anybody here?

- Can I help you?

- Yeah, that's my car.

- You're very blessed.

- But obviously not very lucky.

Why is it takin' so
long to fix a flat?

- Oh, well it ain't just a flat.

- If I could see the mechanic,

maybe I could talk to
him and we could get-

- You're talkin' to her.

- I'm sorry.

I'm just havin' really bad day.

- I know, I saw
your viral video.

Don't worry, I didn't
tell anyone I'm workin'

on Hannah Sweet's car.

Mechanic's code.

So, uh, that rock
dented your rim,

and those kind aren't
available around here.

So we had to send out for it.

Be another day or so,

but I'll let Milo know
as soon as it's done.

- Okay.

- Hey, you know, there's
a reason for all this.

I mean, I'm just a
poor girl from Detroit,

couldn't afford my dream,

so I learned the trade,

but here I am.

I got a chance to meet
you here in my garage.

Blessed is better than lucky.

- Thanks again.

- Interesting.

Hannah, Hannah.

Do you need a ride?

- There, there,
you got the shots?

You got 'em?

Thanks.

I wasn't expectin' a
pack of hick paparazzi.

- See? Fame.

- Hey, can I have one of those?

- No.

- Why not?

- Because they
aren't good for you.

- You smoke them.

- Yeah, well, I do a lot of
things that aren't good for me.

- Yeah, well, at least you
get to do what you love.

Go to exotic places and
meet famous people and sing.

You know, I sing too.

- Is that right?

- Yeah, I wrote this one song,

and they might play
it on the radio.

I could sing it for you.

- Sure.

♪ Northern lights are
burnin' stronger ♪

♪ Fills the space
between the rain ♪

♪ I can't stay here any longer ♪

♪ I miss the pines
beyond the lake ♪

♪ I'm goin' back to
where I come from ♪

- Hey, babe.

That's really nice.

- Do you think that
I could ever make it?

- Make what?

- In the music
business, like you?

- You don't want to
be anything like me.

But you do have talent.

- So where am I droppin' you?

- At the motel.

Nonsense.

Mom wouldn't have it.

She's comin' with me to
Aunt Alma's for dinner.

- Uh.

- Mom, guess what?

Hannah says I have talent.

Maybe enough to make it.

- Well, we already
knew that, sweetie.

- Um hmm, glad she made it.

Come on in.

- This stew is gonna
be delicious tonight.

These mushrooms
are from my garden.

- Speaking of mushrooms,

I had some reporter
from "UFO Worldwide"

stop by the tavern this morning.

- Handsome
adventure-looking type?

Yes, he was here too.

- Why would he come here?

Oh, she doesn't know?

Know what?

- Um.

Harris died watching a UFO.

- Chip calls it a UFA.

- A what?

- An unidentified flying angel.

- I thought you said
Harris quit drinkin'.

- Not a drop.

- Milo was there.

He caught some pictures.

- Y'all have been stuck in
Lost Heart way too long.

- Harris was very well
respected in the UFO community.

- Not so much in the
church community.

- Yeah, but that's
mostly on account

of his occasional swearing
during church services.

- Yeah.

- Must be Milo.

- What is that tune from
again, "Closed Encounters?"

- "Closing Encounters
of the Third Kind."

Hey, you ever seen a UFO or?

- No, no, I haven't.

I just need to get some air.

Excuse me.

- I mean UFAs,
angels, not objects.

I still can't believe
that she's here.

- We meet again.

- Yeah.

And here I thought
you'd be out lookin'

for a little green man.

- Heard about that, did you?

- UFOs.

- UFAs, unidentified flying-

- Angels.

Yeah, yeah, I
heard all about it.

And you accept that?

I mean, as a minister?

- Well, it's a valid a
guess as any, I suppose.

- Is it?

- Mankind has been
staring at lights

in the sky for millennia,

trying to make sense of things

that are beyond our
capacity to know.

Who's to say how
God reveals himself?

Like Elijah saw the angels.

Wait, wait, oh
yeah, wait a minute.

Like Elijah saw the angels.

The army of angels
in the mountains.

And nobody else saw them.

Yeah.

Yeah.

- Are you still here?

I'll do anything to
leave this place!

I'll give you my life!

I just wanna sing from
the bottom of my heart.

Please save me.

I want.

- What are you up
to, Hannah Sweet?

- Hannah's back.

This is prime time
Bigfoot sighting hours.

- Okay, well, I'll be careful.

- I'm gonna walk the
perimeter, check my beat.

- Cookies and milk.

- Bigfoot and Santa Claus
have nothin' in common.

He's
quite a character, huh?

- He's come a long way.

He had a rough childhood.

Chip was abused,
physically, by his father,

until one 4th of July.

Chip's dad was...

He liked to party.

Things got out of hand,

and his dad put an ax
through his uncle's heart.

Tried to kill Chip as well.

Chip ran off.

His dad was sent off
to prison for life.

No one wanted to take Chip in,

so they put him
in the state home

where Harris used to help out.

Harris started giving him
odd jobs around his house.

Chip just kept coming over.

Eventually, Harris took
him in and adopted him.

- Stepsister.

- I think he
understood the demons

that plagued Chip's father.

Maybe it was his own atonement.

- So where will he go now?

- Verna gets custody.

Hey, Sterling.

- Evenin'.

Elsie inside?

- Yeah, I think so.

- All right then.

- He's a bit unfriendly.

- I think he's just
worried about Elsie.

I'm gonna go check on Chip.

- Creepy, ain't it?

Yeah,
that's what I thought.

- Well, two more days,
it'll be all over.

- Couldn't be soon enough.

Hey, Chip.

How goes it?

- Slow.

- Something smells.

- That's me.

The bait.

- I see.

- Question.

Devil's Crossroads,
do you know it?

- I know some kids got
into trouble bridge jumping

when that Chapin
kid broke his leg.

- Not jumping, selling souls.

- Like the Ralph Macchio
movie with guitars?

- Kids in town was
talking about it.

Told me to trade my soul
to not be Down syndrome.

- What did you say?

- I told them to
stop being retarded.

I don't want to
trade with the devil,

but I did get
thinking maybe Bigfoot

would hang out at
the crossroads.

- With the devil?

Why?

Who do they serve?

- Those are questions I plan
to ask upon meeting one,

providing communication
could be established.

- Come on, let's
get you cleaned up.

- Yes.

I had to pee for a half an hour.

Let's go then.

- I just don't think I
can do this tomorrow.

Sit there and watch a
bunch of people grievin'

and celebratin' a man who
isn't even worth rememberin'.

- You know it's not
all about you, right?

He wasn't only your dad.

He was my brother.

He was like Chip's father.

He was Milo's best friend

Around here, he was a lot
of people's favorite pops.

So I'm sorry what
happened to you,

but those of us who knew
him after he changed

deserve a chance to
remember him well.

We're so glad
you're back, Hannah.

Baby, I'm so glad you're back.

I am.

But is it right to
deprive us of grievin'

in order to protect your past?

So you're
just gonna forget

about the life that we had?

Our plans, the shop?

Prepare your noses.

I'm coming in!

I don't want
to own a sports store!

Since when?

- Sterling, I don't
like fishing or hunting.

- Don't say somethin'
that you can't take back!

- I am not going to be a waitress for the rest of my life!

- Babe.

- I'm gonna sing.

- It's not just fishing stuff!

It's custom-made rods
and hand-painted lures.

It's high art.

Somethin' stinks.

Oh, oh, he's turnin'.

You better get some
Febreze up in here.

He's startin' to stink!

Ah!

Thanks a lot, miss country
music star Hannah Sweet,

for comin' back here
and ruinin' my life!

Sterling,
what's going on?

Your preachin'
won't fix this, Milo.

- Come on, baby,
let's go inside.

Okay, let's get
you all cleaned up.

Ugh!

Why does the bait stink so bad?

- I bury my cat food
in a zip lock bag

for two weeks before using it.

- Well, that explains it.

- Elsie is gonna ruin this.

- Isn't he a little old for her?

- How old was that young
country singin' hunk

you were with a few years back?

I don't think he could
even grow a beard.

- I don't know what's
gotten into him lately.

It's like he thinks this
place is heaven or something.

- Well, what has
gotten into you?

- Woo!

I feel women talk comin'.

I'm out of here.

- He really loves you, you know.

- Do you love him?

- Of course I love him.

But this town, Michigan.

I'm never gonna have a chance
at a real music career here.

- Well, all the
success in the world

isn't gonna mean a thing

unless you got somebody
to share it with.

Excuse me, y'all.

- She's pretty great, Harris.

Edgy, but great.

- What's the matter?

I'm going to
miss Pops.

- Yeah.

I wanted to apologize again

about the whole spittin' thing.

- I understand.

And I accept your apology.

He was the best
pops I ever knew,

followed closely by Milo.

- What are you gonna
miss about him?

- Fishing.

We would go fishing
all the time.

Most of the times
he caught more,

but sometimes I would.

He would never yell at me.

My dad yelled a lot and
he'd call me things.

Pops used to tell me that my
dad was just a loving soul

trapped in a hateful man.

- Yeah, well, I can
certainly relate to that.

- Pops must be very
happy in heaven.

- Yeah, why is that?

- Because you came back.

- We have a really
big day tomorrow.

So you need to get
some sleep, okay?

- I will.

- Good night, brother.

- You too.

Aw, you called me brother.

- Well, of course.

That is what you are.

- I thought you answered my
prayers by bringing Hannah back.

But what if it wasn't you
that gave her that life?

I'm confused.

I love Sterling,

but how could I ever make
something of myself here?

Chip, you scared me.

- Who are you talking to?

- God, or so I thought.

- I'm sure he heard you.

I was makin' sure you're
okay after Sterling.

- I'm fine.

It was just a fight.

- He didn't hit you, did he?

- No, never.

He's a big teddy bear.

- Good.

I like teddy bears.

- Chip do you know Oak Crossing?

- Over the old wood bridge?

The place kids call
Devil's Crossroads?

- They say you can
sell your soul there

for whatever your heart desires.

- Who would want to do that?

- Me.

I haven't.

But I want to be
famous, like Hannah.

Only I think Hannah did it.

I don't know.

I saw her at the
crossroads tonight, and...

- Milo and I were just
talking about that place.

Maybe he can help.

- No, don't tell anyone.

I'll figure it out.

Just forget I said anything.

Okay?

Promise?

- Okay.

- Morning, Milo.

Morning, Alma.

- Do you know Niles?

- Oh, yes.

May I have a word
with you, Mr. Cass?

- Sure, sure.

Why don't you go on ahead,

and I'll catch up to you.

- Okay.

- Before you say
anything, she invited me.

- There's no story here.

None.

- Come on, it's famous UFO
hunter Harris Howard's wake,

and his daughter
just happens to be

the country music
star Hannah Sweet.

Right, no story here.

- I told you, I would
think about letting

you publish the photo.

- Yeah, and you should.

It's a fitting
tribute to a fine man.

Lookit, I'm gonna get the
guest perspective on Harris.

Betcha they got a lotta
interesting stories to tell.

What did I
tell you about wearing

all that whory makeup?

I'm
playin' with the Tavern.

- You ain't never gonna
be no country singer.

You hear me?
- Okay.

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.

- Sorry's for sinners!

- I know!

Only God can forgive him.

Only God can forgive him.

- I keep telling you,
beauty like yours

don't need no fancyin' up.

- I thought you
weren't comin' to this.

- Well, I wasn't.

But today is about letting go.

- I let go of him
a long time ago.

- No, not of him, of myself.

I, I don't go out,

because I'm afraid of
what everyone says.

And I hate that it's all true.

But I let it define
me for too long.

- And, suddenly, you don't?

- I can't change the past,

and I can't control
what people say.

I'm just happy my
daughter's home.

And I'll take
anything I can get.

If you can be here,
I can be here.

And I made a cucumber salad

and a fudge assortment.

So there's people are here,
so come on, finish up.

- Maybe just a
little bit of gloss.

- Okay, if I could get
everyone's attention,

we can begin.

I want to thank you all for
coming out this morning.

You've gathered here
today to celebrate

the life of Harrison Howard.

Harris was one of a kind.

Like many of us, he
had his struggles,

but he showed that love
can transform anyone.

And he became quite a passionate
resident of Lost Heart,

a conservationist,
an outdoorsman,

who spent many a day
with his son Chip,

dropping a line or watching
the skies for all sorts of-

- UFAs!

- Yes, but Harris now finds
himself on a new adventure.

All his pain, sorrows
and sins of the past

forever washed away,

as he walks hand in
hand with his creator.

The family has
elected to just have

a moment of silence to begin.

Thank you.

Thank you.

Say your final goodbyes to
Harrison's earthly shell.

Rejoice in his new
life in the hereafter.

- Mind if I join you?

- Please.

- Thanks.

- So that Sterling,
he doesn't like me,

not one little bit.

- It's not you.

- It's not.

'Cause it feels like it's me.

I mean, he did say
that I ruined his life,

and he is glaring
at me right now.

Yeah, I'm pretty sure it's me.

- He hates that Elsie
wants to change her life

to be like yours, even more
so now that you're here.

She wants to get out of
Michigan into the fast life.

Sterling wants nothing more

than to stay right here,
where he's full and content.

But she's-

- Like me, yeah.

Speaking of that,

I did want to talk to you
about something personal-

- Oh.

I'm sorry.

Excuse me just, just a moment.

- Okay.

I just happened to
have sold my soul

to the devil as a
girl, but no big deal.

It can wait.

For better
or worse, Harris.

Maybe on the other side,

we can dance without stepping
on each other's toes.

♪ In the region where
the roses always bloom ♪

♪ Breathing out upon the
air their sweet perfume ♪

♪ There's a dusky maid ♪

♪ I long to call my own ♪

♪ For I know my love for her ♪

♪ Will never, never, ever die ♪

- Do you think
Hannah's gonna be okay?

- We'll see.

- Yeah.

- Men!

- Don't worry about it.

Men can be like that.

- It's not just that.

Have you ever wanted
something so badly

you'd give up almost
anything to have it?

I have to tell you
something, a secret.

Do you know Devil's Crossroads,

down by the old bridge?

I sold my soul to the
devil to become like you.

- What?

- I just, I wanted so badly
to get out of Lost Heart.

I wanted to sing, to be
a country star like you.

- No, no, no, Elsie, no.

Should I not do it?

I mean, does it even work?

Is there a way to reverse it?

Hannah, what should I do?

- Oh, no.

We'll talk about it later.

We'll figure it out.

- Well, is it permanent?

- Hey!
- Hannah!

Hannah! Hannah!

How about a
little bit of respect here?

- How 'bout some pictures?
- One picture.

- Get outta here right now

before I take your cameras!

Thank you.

That was good.

- Wake on.

Sorry about the disturbance.

Ms. Howard, you all right?

I don't think we've been
properly introduced.

- Yeah, I know who you are.

You do?

- Here to make a quick 10 grand,

diggin' up a story on my
estranged UFO-chasin' daddy.

- Uh, no.

Really $10,000?

- Just leave.

Hey, I didn't
come here for you.

- You came as a guest
of my folk-hippie mama.

Keep diggin', and maybe the
tabloid'll pay you 20,000.

- You don't know me.

Why are you judgin' me?

Didn't you see me chase off

that low-life
paparazzi back there?

That was me.

- I know a media
hound when I see one.

- You know, as much as
I should be flattered

by the fact that you
consider me media,

I'm not a tabloid reporter.

I'm a scientific journalist.

I just happen to study some
topics that are on the fringe.

Fringe topics?

Yeah.

- You mean made up nonsense?

- Like selling your
soul at the crossroads?

Hmm?

- That's not any of-

- Listen, I've
documented everything.

Bigfoot sightings, ghost
hauntings, moth men,

and, yes, UFAs.

Pretty sure the
devil's not real,

but Chip seems to think
there's some connection

between the two, so.

- Okay, but Chip is ret-

- Whoa.

Chip is honest, right?

That's what you were gonna say.

You know what?

It's real nice meetin' you,

and I'm very sorry for
your family's loss.

- Real charming,
Hannah, real charming.

- Love the suit.

- Mr. Cass, I assume
you are unaware

of a UFA landing
site in the woods.

- Yeah.

Um, yeah, I'm not aware of that.

- I could show you, if
you bring your camera.

Meet me at the old road.

- Yeah, I'll bring my camera.

What road are you talking about?

- Business card.

I'll contact you.

- Listen, I'm sorry
for your loss.

Hey, Chip, you good?

- I would say better than good.

- Well, what were you and
Mr. Cass talkin' about?

- Stuff, I guess, just stuff.

I want some watermelon.

- Okay.

Oh, sorry, I, I didn't
think anyone was still here.

- Oh, I heard from the shop.

Your wheel came in,

and they're fixing it.

So you can pick it up at
the garage in the morning.

- That's great.

Thanks for taking care of that.

Uh, listen, I did
wanna talk to you

about something spiritual, but-

- Oh, yeah, I remember.

Sorry I got pulled away earlier.

- It's okay.

First of all, it's personal.

This, this stays just
between you and me, okay?

- That comes with the job.

- Let's say someone
wanted something

so bad they would do just
about anything to get it.

- Like things they're ashamed of

to get ahead in the,
whatever industry

one might find themselves in,

like using their body to-

- No!

No.

Like sellin' their soul to
the devil at the crossroads.

That's what you did?

- Um, look, it's Elsie, okay?

She just wants to
be so much like me.

We just need you to reverse it.

- I don't mean to laugh.

It's just sounds
a bit farfetched.

- What, you don't
believe in the devil?

- No, I believe he exists,

but I just don't think that-

- Okay, we just, we
need you to nullify it

or do one of those
exorcisms or somethin'.

- Selling your soul
is a cautionary tale

to scare kids from bad decisions

and keep them saying
their prayers.

But if one chooses-

- Okay, I cried my prayers
to God every single night.

I prayed for my
mama to come back

and for my daddy to be sober.

But you know what?

He never answered.

So I went elsewhere.

- But your mama is back.

Harris did get sober and
turned his life around.

- Never mind, you
just don't get it.

- I don't think
you get it, Hannah.

He answered you.

- What?

With lights in the sky?

You know what, just forget it.

I'll just do it myself.

- Wait.

Went elsewhere?

You ain't never
gonna make it as a singer

- Stay away from me!

- You dump my stash,
I break your strings.

- You don't need it.

- You don't know what I need!

I needed your mama,

but she left us because a you!

- Well now I'm leavin'
because of you!

- Hannah.

Hannah, wait, don't go!

Hannah, I'm sorry.

- Sorry's for sinners, Dad.

I wonder if God
will forgive you.

- Hannah.

Hannah!

- Ooh!

- Hannah.

Oh, careful now.

You all right?

- Yeah.

Yeah, I think so.

- All right, well, you did

a little Eval Knievel
stunt on your bike there,

but I don't see any
blood or broken bones.

- What are you doin' here?

- I told ya, I'm a scientist.

There's some interesting
energy readings around here.

Some odd weather patterns too.

What are you doin' out here?

- Uh, nothin', nothin'.

- Nothin'.

Okay, well, how about you

let me give you a ride home,

'cause your bike doesn't look
like it's goin' anywhere.

- Um.

No, but can you give
me a lift back to town?

- Sure, I can do that.

Come on.

Oh.

- I'll get your bike.

Not a problem.

Uh, part of your bike.

Can I
ask you somethin'?

Let me guess,
what us two normal,

good-lookin' people are
doing in Lost Heart?

How can you believe

in all these mystical
conspiracies?

- Well, I like to believe

that maybe it's more.

You know, maybe
it's supernatural.

See this?

20 years ago, I was embedded

with a jungle tribe
overseas as a journalist.

Well, there was another
tribe more powerful,

and they wanted to wipe 'em out,

simply because of
religious differences.

Of course, I find myself
stuck in the middle of this.

We're surrounded,
we're outgunned,

and I'm thinkin'
this is about the end

of old Niles Cass, right?

So anyways, the entire village
goes to this little hut

that they use for a church.

And they get down on
their knees in the dirt,

and they start praying.

I mean really praying

Not like anything
I've ever seen before.

And I know you're gonna think

I'm making this part
up, but I'm not.

All of a sudden, out of the
clear blue comes a storm.

I'm talkin' about lightning.

I'm talkin' about
hurricane winds

and torrential rains
and everything,

but not over our
village, all around it.

Then we look up,

and in the sky, there's
a circle of light.

And the villagers called
it the hand of God.

All I know is when
we went outside,

that other tribe was
nowhere to be found.

I mean, they'd been
completely wiped out.

It's like some Old
Testament stuff, for sure.

- Wow.

- I don't know.

It was the strangest
thing I ever saw.

- Is that why he
chase this stuff?

- Well, after that experience,

it's my purpose to sift
through all the crap

and try to find the truth.

And you know what
the truth is, Hannah?

I have to hit the head.

So I'll be right back.

Hey, Sterling, how
about hittin' us

with a couple of your best IPAs

and whatever Nashville
there wants to drink.

- Let me guess, splash
of cranberry with vodka.

- You know, I never
claimed to be a role model.

And up until 48 hours ago,

I didn't even know
who Elsie was.

But I sure wouldn't want her
to follow in my footsteps.

So I'll tell you what.

Why don't you just relax,

go get me my drink,

and then you'll never
have to see me again.

- You're not going
to go to the funeral?

- Why would I?

- 'Cause your family needs you.

Elsie.

Elsie adores you,

and you don't give up on family.

- You really care
about what Elsie wants?

You kiddin' me?

I love her.

She's special.

You know?

She's beautiful.

God, is she beautiful.

She's funny.

Her laugh.

And she can sing.

I'm just scared to
death of losin' her.

She's destined for
far greater things

than my simple life.

I'm so stubborn.

And I owe you an apology.

You caught the business
end of both of my barrels,

and I'm sorry.

- Hey, Sterling.

How 'bout we get
some grass-fed beef

to go with those IPAs?

Yeah.

- I know the kitchen's closed,

but I'll cook and clean up.

Right
back this way.

- Just show me where the
stuff is in the freezer,

and I'll cook for you.

- Hannah

♪ Brakeman take me
from my sorrows ♪

- What if you stayed?

♪ Help me find the light in me ♪

♪ Southern sun slowly rises ♪

♪ A lonely hum calls my name ♪

♪ Hang my head in
times of trouble ♪

♪ Careful how I spend my days ♪

♪ I'm goin' back ♪

♪ To where I come from ♪

♪ Where my roots
are buried deep ♪

- She came in late last night.

- She wouldn't say goodbye?

- I can't believe she left.

♪ Help me find the light in me ♪

- Thanks.

- You really not stayin'?

- There's nothin' for me here.

- Girl, I've heard your songs,

and it sounds like
everything you need is here.

I saw a UFO last night.

- Well, UFA for Harris.

- Oh, that's right,
angel, not object.

♪ I can't stay
here any longer. ♪

♪ I miss the pines
beyond the lake ♪

♪ I'm goin' back to
where I come from ♪

♪ Where my roots
are buried deep ♪

♪ Brakeman take me
from my sorrow ♪

♪ Help me find the light in me ♪

♪ Like a child left to wander ♪

♪ I feel my way into the world ♪

- What, you ask?

Doesn't the son pay
for his father's sins?

No.

The one who sins is
the one who dies.

The son shall not be punished
for his father's sins,

nor the father for his son's.

But, if a wicked
person turns away

from all his sins and
begins to obey my laws

and do what's just and right,

he shall surely
live in my house.

- You came.

- I forgot my makeup.

- All his past sins
may be forgotten,

and he shall live in the
house of his goodness.

Amen.

Amen.

♪ Help me find the light in me ♪

♪ Help me find ♪

♪ The light in me ♪

- Are you all right?

I heard about your fall.

I'm really sorry
about what I said.

Sometimes I struggle
with the deep stuff.

But I wanna help you.

- It's too late for me.

But not for Elsie.

There's gotta be
somethin' you can do.

I mean, that is what
you're sellin', right?

Salvation.

Church has to be more than
just bad jokes and bake sales.

I need.

We need action.

- Do you believe
he'll forgive you?

I mean Elsie?

If she repents, will
God forgive her?

- Well, of course.

She's just a kid.

Desperate, starved
for attention.

He forgives worse
than that, right?

I mean, everybody's talkin'
about how he changed Daddy.

How could he do that?

- Mr. Cass.

Chip Howard.

- Yes, I remember.

- Meet me at the river park
tonight at 11 o'clock sharp.

Bring your gear.

- All right, done deal.

I'll be there.

- Cool.

Yeah!

- Excuse me.

Hannah.

Hey, Hannah.

I'm glad you came back.

- I can't let you
make my mistakes.

We're gonna meet Milo at
the crossroads tonight.

Hey, it's gonna be okay.

He'll forgive you.

- Can we go now?

I hate polyester!

- Yes, we can go.

Oh, please forgive me.

Hey, you want a ride?

- Thank you so much.

You too, Mama.

And I'm even gonna
let you drive.

- What?

Na ah.

- Uh huh.

What?

Come on.

- Thank you, thank you.

I'm Hannah Sweet,

and this is my fancy car.

Get in.

- Oh, I don't know how.

- Oh no.
- It'll come back to ya.

Just like ridin' a bike.

Now push
your clutch in.

- Oh, where's the clutch?

Oh, boy.

- Woo!
- All right!

- Oh, I'm Hannah, I'm Hannah.

I wish you could've known him

before he got himself
hooked on the devil's drink.

- You know, our father used
to beat him when he drank.

Never touched me.

But I think he beat the
lovin' out of poor Harris.

- Oh, Hannah, he was
the sweetest loving boy.

I'll spare you
the mushy details.

- Ironically, losing you is
what triggered the change.

I wish I
coulda seen that.

- I know.

- He lived a lotta good
years as a better man,

but, the way he treated you,

he carried the shame
of that every day.

- It's not easy
to live that way.

- And he stopped
going to church,

because he said, "My sins
dirty up a beautiful place."

- And he had the occasional
cussing outbursts, so.

- Oh yeah, there was that.

- Do y'all think that he thought

that God forgave him?

- Yeah, I think so.

And I think that's how
he learned to love again.

- Oh, yeah.

And then that UFA came.

And he went home.

- Now, Bigfoot bait.

- I don't want to
give up everything

to make my dreams come true.

I just want to help people,

even if it's not
through singing.

- Elsie, I've been thinking,

Goliath, the one that
David fought was a Bigfoot.

- No, he wasn't.

- People don't believe.

Really tall?

Check.

Really mean?

Check.

Big feet?

Check.

- Hey, what are you doing?

- You'll see.

- I'll take her out there,

read these verses,

and tell Satan to get behind me.

I'll anoint her with this oil,

she'll repent,

and we'll be good to go.

Hmm?

- The hunt is on!

Mom's sleeping.

That's good.

Hannah, I'm scared.

- No, no, it's gonna be okay.

Just stay together.

- This is crazy.

I guess UFO and Bigfoot
hunting was crazy too,

but the Devil's Crossroads?

We need you to overcome.

- Right behind the graveyard,

out towards the wood bridge.

- Yeah, I've been out this way.

- You didn't see
the devil, did you?

Or Bigfoot?

- Can't say I saw
either of them.

How much further to
this landing site?

Milo.

- Oh!

- You scared me half to death.

- Hey, I'm really sorry
about all of this,

and I really appreciate
your help here.

- Oh, of course.

Happy to help.

Okay.

Let's walk on down over there.

- What's that?

- Anointing oil.

It's for the undoing.

- Are you sure
that's gonna work?

- Of course.

Did you
hear something?

Kind of.

- It smells like death.

Wait a minute.

What is that?

- I think this
might do the trick.

What the heck is that?

- Almighty God in heaven,

we bring your daughter
before you in humility

and ask that you
release any hold

the devil may have over.

- You first?

- Hannah.

And as she commits to
you a life in repentance-

Uh oh.

- Quick, finish.

- That scared the
heck out of me.

What was that?

- A manufactured growl that is

likely to represent
an actual Bigfoot.

- What is that?

- Aged cat food and honey.

- Well, it stinks.

Ugh!

Gah!

- That's a...

- Can we get outta here?

- Wait, we have to do Elsie.

- I didn't do it, okay?
- What?

- It was for you.

I did it for you.

- Let's get outta here.

- You hear that hollering?

- There was no landing
site, was there?

- That's a negative.

But you could capture the first

really good Bigfoot picture.

Come on.

Lock the doors!

- So you didn't trade
your soul to the devil?

- No.

But you did, right?

I prayed for you to come home.

- Roll up the window.

- Start the car.

- I can't find the keys.

Lord, protect us.

- I repent!

Oh, God, forgive me.

Turn it off!

Turn it off!

- Hey, everybody.

- Chip.

Elsie.

- Milo, what's going on?

- Niles!

- Sterling.

- Can somebody tell
me what's goin' on?

- I pretended to sell
my soul to the devil

to become like Hannah,

so she could tell me
how to reverse it,

so I could reverse it for her.

Because years ago,
she did sell her soul

to the devil to become famous.

And then Milo came along,

and he tried to help
me get my soul back.

And then we dropped
the anointing oil

when we heard the devil.

And then we saw the light.

- This devil?

- Turn that off!

It's not the devil.

It's Bigfoot.

- What, what smells like?

- Him.

- You know you're all
out of your mind, right?

I mean, I'm the only
one who can see this.

- No.

But I really did
come here as a kid,

and I prayed
Dear Lord

anything to take me out of here.

I'll give you anything
to leave this place.

I'll give you my life!

Please!

I need you to save me.

And I remember a light.

- What light?

- I don't know.

A UFA?

That's crazy.

Don't you...

- Oh, ah.

- Hannah.

Hannah, sweetheart, please!

Hannah, don't go!

Hannah, sweetheart.

Lord, please help me.

- What is that?

Hannah!

- What's that?

Lord.

Hannah!

- No!

- That's what we saw.

- A UFA.

- What Harris was
always chasing.

- The light.

He answered me.

- The last time he saw you.

- That's why he always
loved those things.

- But what about your soul?

- Did you get it back?

- The devil can't take
what we don't give him.

Not by chance, spells,
but by our life.

It's about who we serve
now in each moment.

We show which God we follow

by how we live,

by what we do.

How we love others.

- That's a, that's
a sermon, Milo.

Good
evening, Nashville.

All the way from
Northern Michigan.

Let's give a warm
welcome for Elsie Howard!

♪ I'm goin back to
where I come from ♪

♪ Where my roots ♪

- Mankind has been starin'

at the lights in the
sky for millennia,

tryin' to make sense of things
beyond our capacity to know.

Who's to say how God
reveals himself to us.

Like Elijah and the serpent,

whose eyes were opened
to see the angels

when no one else could.

When someone sees somethin'
of the supernatural,

they usually try to
define it rationally.

Things of the spiritual
cannot be defined in the mind.

They only have
meaning in the heart.

That's what Harris, my daddy,
loved about the search,

a hint of the supernatural.

A reminder that God does exist

beyond our understanding,

beyond our fears,

and beyond our failures.

And, still, most of
you won't believe it

until you see it.

♪ I've been to the river ♪

♪ To watch those sinners bathe ♪

♪ I have been forgiven ♪

♪ And still I've lost my way ♪

♪ Jordan won't you save me ♪

♪ I'm barely holdin' on ♪

♪ Jordan, can't you hear me ♪

♪ Take my faith
and bring me home ♪

♪ Take my faith
and bring me home ♪

♪ Bring me home ♪

♪ Home ♪

♪ Bring me home ♪

♪ Home ♪

♪ Jordan, won't you save me ♪

♪ I'm barely holdin' on ♪

♪ Jordan, can't you hear me ♪

♪ Take my faith
and bring me home ♪

♪ Take my faith
and bring me home ♪

♪ Take my faith
and bring me home ♪