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Rick: Babe?

I got you a little surprise.

I think you're gonna like it.

I saw Luke playing ball down the street,

so I know that we are all alone right now.

Just the two of us, baby.

Ooh, man, that turkey smells fantastic.

[Jenna gasping]

Rick: Hey.

Sam Jenkins: Well, isn't that sweet?

Go ahead and pull it!

[coughing]

Rick: Baby, go out back right now.

Sam: Honey, you just stay right there.

Sit down!

Rick: She got nothing to do with this, Jenkins.

Sam: She's got everything to do with this.

My wife, my kids, my life, you took 'em all from me!

Rick: What do you want?

Sam: What do I want?

How about a cure for cancer?

[coughing]

I'm dying, detective.

I'm gonna die cold and alone

and I want you to know what that feels like.

What are you, a ninja?

Keep moving towards me, detective, I'm begging you.

Rick: Turn around right now and leave.

No harm, no foul.

Sam: Oh, really? No harm, no foul?

[coughing]

How about this for harm and--

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[gunshot fires]

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* There's something about this place *

* Like a warm embrace

* I found the road that leads me home *

* I need some grace to find the way *

* to bear my heart

* Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh

* I'm finding you're what I want *

* but you're gone

* You got nowhere to go and I don't belong *

* Without you, I can't stay here *

* But I need your grace to help me find the way *

* and heal my heart

* Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh

* I'm finding you're what I want *

* Lost So lost *

* All too familiar, this road ahead *

* Lost So lost *

* Inside the memories, I reach the end *

* Is this the end? *

[knocking]

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Rick: Yeah, coming.

Cap'n.

Captain Moss Williams: Oh, I'm good.

I called your cell phone.

It says it's disconnected.

Rick: Right.

Moss: How you holdin' up, partner?

Rick: Living the dream.

Moss: Any Thanksgiving plans?

Rick: You're looking at it.

Moss: How's Luke doing?

Rick: Moss, I appreciate you stopping by.

I'm good.

Moss: Why don't you come by and check out the game later?

Got a new 70-inch screen TV.

It's gonna be great.

And you know Irene cooks up a mean turkey.

Rick: Yeah, maybe.

Moss: Hard to believe, 5 years ago already.

[gunshots firing]

Moss: Game starts at 1.

Come on by, man.

Rick: Happy Thanksgiving, Captain.

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[phone beeps]

[female on voicemail] Ricky?

Sweetheart?

Are you there?

It's just me again.

I just really wish you'd pick up.

Well, anyway, the turkey's gonna be ready around 4,

and we'd really love to see you.

I know a certain someone who is missing you a lot.

Luke: Grandma's here!

We can eat! We can eat!

[female on voicemail] So, please,

just try to make it, okay?

Jenna: My first turkey.

Not bad, huh?

[female on voicemail] Ricky?

Honey?

Okay, bye-bye.

Rick: Ain't nothing in those cans.

Jeremiah: One man's trash is another man's treasure.

Rick: Here.

Jeremiah: Oh, no. I'm good.

Rick: Well, I have to leave, so can you move?

Jeremiah: Important places to go, I bet.

Rick: What?

Jeremiah: Well, I used to be in a hurry all the time,

always on the go, never stopping to enjoy

everything the good Lord laid right under our noses.

Rick: How's that working out for you?

Jeremiah: Family plans?

Rick: I really can't do this.

Not today.

Jeremiah: It's Thanksgiving Day.

A young man like you oughta be with family.

Looks like you got a lot to be thankful for.

Rick: Looks like you got a lot to be thankful for.

Jeremiah: It's a beautiful day, I'm alive, and God is good.

Rick: Is he?

Jeremiah: Sure.

Oh, I know what you're thinking.

Well, you're right. You're right.

I wasted a lot of the years God gave me.

But you?

You got your whole life in front of you.

Rick: Enough of the words of wisdom.

Here, go grab a bite or a new jacket.

Jeremiah: I've got everything I need right inside of me.

Rick: Suit yourself.

Jeremiah: Happy Thanksgiving, friend.

Rick: Same to you.

Jeremiah: You know, God never lets us down, ever.

Rick: And never gives us more than we can handle, right?

Jeremiah: That's right.

Rick: What happens if it is more than we can handle?

Then what?

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Rick: List what you're thankful for.

That'd be a short list.

[Grace sighing]

Wait!

Rick: Sorry lady. Not today.

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Grace: Hi!

Excuse me!

Oh my god. I'm so sorry.

I'm just a mess.

It's Thanksgiving, I don't have a cell phone.

I could use a little help, please.

Rick: Sorry, lady.

You picked the wrong guy on the wrong day.

Grace: That can't be true.

Nothing happens on accident.

Everything happens for a reason.

Rick: Would you just spit it out?

Tell me what you want.

Grace: Oh, right.

Can I please borrow your phone?

Rick: Sorry, I don't have a cell phone.

Grace: Really?

Who doesn't have a cell phone these days?

Rick: Apparently neither of us.

Grace: Right. Ugh.

Rick: Even if you had a cell phone,

you're not gonna get a cab to come out here

in the middle of nowhere and pick you up on Thanksgiving.

Grace: So, there's no chance you're

gonna be driving into town anytime soon?

Rick: I'm sure if you just walk back out to the highway,

someone'll come along and pick you up,

take you to town.

Grace: I guess that's a no, isn't it?

Okay, I'm so sorry for disturbing you.

You have a nice Thanksgiving, and God bless.

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Rick: I guess it's your lucky day.

Grace: Really?

Rick: You better hurry up before I change my mind.

Grace: Oh god, thank you!

Thank you so much.

Rick: Here, I'll help you with your--

Grace: It's okay. Thank you, thank you.

Rick: You can sit in the--

Okay.

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Rick: Yeah, where are we headed?

Grace: Home, please.

I'm gonna be with my family today.

Rick: And home is?

Grace: Silly me.

Like you would know where I live, right?

You know, the Lord is gonna bless you for this.

I promise.

Rick: Of course he is.

Grace: Here it is.

To serve and protect.

Wow, God knew what he was doing when he sent you my way.

Rick: Huh?

Where'd you--

Thanks.

Grace: So, you're a cop?

Rick: Was.

Grace: You know, I never got your name.

Rick: Rick.

Grace: Nice to meet you, Rick.

I'm Graciela.

Rick: You're what?

Grace: I'm Grace.

Rick: Perfect.

Rick, you're pathetic.

Grace: What was that?

Rick: Nothing, ma'am.

Rick: So, does this say--

This is clear on the other side of town.

Grace: I know.

I don't know what I was thinking,

trying to go all the way on foot.

I would've never made it.

You're a life saver.

It's funny how different things look sometimes.

You ever notice that?

Gosh, the streets are so empty.

Guess everyone's enjoying it with their families today.

I can almost smell all the turkeys in the oven.

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Grace: That was so rude of me.

Rick: What's that?

Grace: Falling asleep like that.

I've just been so worn down lately.

Rick: No worries.

Grace: I can't wait to be with my family.

I'm sure you're gonna be with your family too.

But I'm really thankful and grateful that I'm riding

in this car with you and that I'm not dragging

that old suitcase around.

I would've never made it.

Are you a man of faith?

Rick: What's that, ma'am?

Grace: You know, faith, God?

Rick: I don't really think about it much, ma'am.

Grace: Oh, that's too bad.

I don't know how anyone can get through it all

without a little faith.

I have this feeling like you have to hang onto that hope

that there's something bigger than we are,

that there's a purpose to it all.

We're gonna have to work on that, Mister.

Rick: Sorry, ma'am?

Grace: Your faith, or lack of faith I suppose.

And please call me Grace.

Rick: Whatever you say, Grace.

Grace: Is there a turkey waiting for you at home?

Rick: I'm finding it hard to focus on the road, Grace,

with all the questions.

Grace: Right. I'm so sorry.

You wouldn't believe this, but I'm like the last person

you would ever accuse of being a motor mouth,

let alone being nosey.

Just for some reason, I just can't shut up.

Sorry.

Rick: Let's just get you home.

Grace: Actually, if you make a right up here.

Rick: Right here?

Grace: Yes, stop. Stop, stop, stop.

Rick: Stop? Grace?

Where's she going?

Hey!

Grace?

What the?

Grace?

Grace! Hey!

Wait up, will you?

Grace!

What are you? Grace!

No, no, no.

Hey, don't go--

Don't go in there.

Hey!

Grace!

What are you--

Grace?

Grace? Come here.

What are you doing here?

Hey.

Grace: Come on!

Come on!

Rick: Grace, please.

Grace! Grace!

Hey!

We shouldn't be in here.

Grace: Oh, come on.

You never snuck into a high school before?

Rick: No, I was too busy sneaking out of school.

Grace: I have so many memories.

I used to lay up there in those bleachers,

sun shining, radio blasting.

Rick: You went to school here?

Grace: You?

Rick: Regional.

We used to stomp you guys in football.

Grace: Oh yeah?

We used to stomp you right back in this pool.

Rick: Yeah, that's not really the same thing.

Grace: Really?

Rick: No.

Grace: Oh, you ready to back that up?

Rick: No, I'm not a big fan of the pool.

Grace: Oh, someone's being a chicken.

Bawk, bawk, bawk, bawk, bawk!

Rick: No, someone wants to get out of here

before we get caught.

Grace: I remember the final meet like it was yesterday.

Senior year, this place was packed.

We'd run most of our races.

Well, my team had.

I wasn't really that good, but I didn't care.

I was happy to cheer my team on.

Rick: Grace?

Grace: For some reason, I don't know why,

I looked up and there he was.

He was sitting right here next to my mom.

My dad had actually made it to a meet.

You don't understand.

In 4 years, my dad had never made it to a meet.

He was always traveling, always too busy.

And he was there, clapping and cheering me on

like it was the Olympics or something.

At first, I didn't know what to do.

I was a little embarrassed.

I'm sitting on the bench, passing out towels,

and he didn't care.

He was so proud of me.

You wouldn't believe what happened next.

Rick: What?

Grace: The whole team's calling my name.

"Grace! Grace! Grace!"

And I'm, like, staring at my dad, oblivious.

Finally, one of the girls grabs me and she pulls me.

And she points at the coach, and the coach is frantic,

calling me over.

And I'm like, "What did I do wrong now?"

It was the final relay of the day.

One of the girls got hurt or something.

And for some reason, the coach was calling my name.

Rick: What'd you do?

Grace: I swam.

I swam like I had never swam before.

And we won!

We actually won.

It was awesome.

And that race qualified us to regionals,

and the rest, like they say, is history.

Well, at least around these parts, it's a big deal.

Rick: Yeah.

Grace: There was my daddy, just cheering me on.

What I didn't know was that....

he had already packed all his things in his car.

That was the last day I saw him.

Rick: That's rough.

Grace: Yeah.

You just don't know how much you need your father

until he's gone.

I'm sorry.

I don't even know why I'm sharing this with you.

Rick: Come on.

Let's get you home.

Grace: Yeah.

Rick: Here.

Grace: Thank you.

Rick: Oh, here, let me.

Grace: I got it.

Rick: No, no, it's okay.

Grace: I got it.

Rick: No, it's fine.

I just--

Grace: I promise it's in good hands.

Rick: Okay, all right?

Grace: Whoa, this is heavy.

What do you have in here, a toaster?

Rick: No, no, no!

Grace: Maybe I should go.

Rick: I'm sorry.

I didn't mean to do that.

Grace: Look, I didn't mean to upset you.

Rick: No, it's just this--

I just have some personal things in here, that's all.

Let me just take you home.

Here.

Will you keep that safe for me?

Grace: Sure.

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Rick: Another surprise ahead?

Grace: You never know.

Rick: Just skip the breaking and entering next time, okay?

Grace: What breaking?

I just jiggled the door and it opened.

Aye-aye, officer.

Ah!

So you can smile.

I knew it!

Rick: I smile.

Grace: Wow.

That was two in a row.

You should smile more often.

It looks good on you.

You know, people would barely notice how bad you dress

if you smiled a little more.

Rick: Hey!

Grace: You know what they say about a smile, right?

Rick: What's that?

Grace: A smile is like tight underwear.

It makes your cheeks go up.

[laughing]

Rick: That was really bad.

[Grace laughing]

Rick: That was so bad.

[Grace screaming] A dios mio!

Watch out!

Rick: Are you okay?

Grace: You almost killed a man.

Rick: I know that guy.

Hey!

Are you okay, bud?

Are you okay?

Jeremiah: I've got a band of angels watching over me.

I'm all good.

Rick: What are you doing in the middle of the road?

I mean, I could--

Two seconds later.

Jeremiah: We're all where we're supposed to be

at any given time.

Rick: I can't say the same for your cart.

[Jeremiah laughing]

Don't that feel good?

Rick: What's that?

Jeremiah: What's the last time you had

a good laugh like that, Rick?

Rick: I couldn't even tell you.

How'd you know my name?

Jeremiah: Oh, I know who you are.

Your wife, Jenna, was a shining light

to all of us at the shelter.

Rick: Oh yeah.

Yeah, she used to love working down there.

Jeremiah: We all miss her.

Rick: Yeah.

Jeremiah: I'm Jeremiah.

Rick: Pleasure.

Rick.

Of course, you knew that.

Grace: Everyone okay?

Jeremiah: And who is the pretty lady?

Grace: Hi, I'm Grace.

Jeremiah: Grace?

A perfect name.

Jeremiah.

Grace: Jeremiah, lifted up by God.

Jeremiah: That's right.

Smart lady.

You know, I think the Lord knew just what he was doing

when he put this cart in your path.

I have something for you.

I was gonna give it to you this morning,

but you were in such a hurry that I didn't.

And then, I--well, this belongs to your son, Luke.

Rick: Where'd you get this?

Jeremiah: Jenna used to bring Luke by the shelter

from time to time, and I would play catch with him out back.

Well, one day he left it there, and when we didn't hear--

Anyway, I thought I would keep it secure.

Rick: Thank you.

Jeremiah: Now you can give it to him yourself,

although I suppose you bought him a new one a long time ago.

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Grace: You okay?

Rick: I never liked her working down at that shelter,

all the riffraff.

Maybe I was wrong.

She always saw the good in people.

I just saw the bad.

Grace: What happened to her?

There I go being nosey again.

Rick: I was a cop.

Protect and serve.

It was my job to protect her.

Grace: Rick, pull over.

Rick: We were working this big case for a long time.

We finally busted the guy.

A real stand-up citizen, Rotary Club, philanthropist,

kids in Ivy League schools, the works.

Turns out he was also responsible for half

the drug trafficking in the state.

I got a promotion, and he got 14 years.

Instead of rotting in a cell somewhere,

he got cancer.

He got it real bad too.

So, they moved him to a hospital.

I knew it wasn't gonna take him long to find a way out of there.

Turns out I was the first person he couldn't wait to see.

I had scrimped and saved,

doing everything to hide it from Jenna.

So, while I'm sitting at a travel agency,

booking the Paris trip she always dreamed of,

that dirtbag was coming for me.

Rick: Babe?

I got you a little surprise.

I think you're gonna like it.

I saw Luke playing ball down the street,

so I know that we are all alone right now.

Just the two of us, baby.

Ooh, man, that turkey smells fantastic.

[Jenna gasping]

Rick: Hey.

Sam: Well, isn't that sweet?

Go ahead and pull it!

[coughing]

Rick: Baby, go out back right now.

Sam: Honey, you just stay right there.

Sit down!

Rick: She got nothing to do with this, Jenkins.

Sam: She's got everything to do with this.

My wife, my kids, my life, you took 'em all from me!

Rick: What do you want?

Sam: What do I want?

How about a cure for cancer?

[coughing]

I'm dying, detective.

I'm gonna die cold and alone,

and I want you to know what that feels like.

What are you, a ninja?

Keep moving towards me, detective, I'm begging you.

Rick: Turn around right now and leave.

No harm, no foul.

Sam: Oh, really?

No harm, no foul?

[coughing]

How about this for harm and--

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[gunshot firing]

Rick: Three shots rang out.

[gunshots firing]

Rick: One went through my knee,

another one finished him off.

I fell to the ground and then I saw my wife,

laying there on the ground.

She was coughing.

[Jenna coughing]

Rick: Come here. Come here.

What's going on? What's going on?

What's going on?

Jenna: I can't breathe.

Rick: It's okay, baby. It's gonna be fine.

It's gonna be fine. Just take it easy.

Take it easy.

Jenna: Promise me.

Rick: Whatever you want.

Whatever you want.

Jenna: Make sure Luke knows how much you love him.

Rick: I promise you.

Jenna: I love you.

I love you.

Rick: I love you.

I love you. Come on.

Hey, stay with me, okay?

Baby? Baby?

Baby?

Rick: I failed.

As a cop, as a husband...

...as a father.

That was 5 years ago today.

Grace: I'm so sorry.

Rick: I've lived that day over and over and over.

Grace: It's never too late to keep your promise.

Rick: Let's get you home.

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Grace: Rick, can you stop the car?

Rick: What is it?

Grace, what's going on?

Time's a-ticking.

Grace: Do you think it's true that God has chosen

that one special person for each of us?

That one person that's meant to be with us

for the rest of our lives.

Rick: Here we go again with the God stuff.

Can we just--

Grace?

What are you doing, Grace?

What--not--

Grace: Come on, Rick.

I can see a glimmer of hope in you.

You don't have to be the tough one all the time.

Rick: Grace?

She did it again.

Grace: Do you believe in love at first sight?

I used to work at this little coffee shop

not too far from here,

and this tall, handsome Marine walks in.

He sits at the counter.

I'm so nervous I could barely pour his coffee.

Rick: What are we doing here, Grace?

Grace: It was love at first sight for him.

He proposed on our first date.

I mean, he didn't have a ring or anything,

but he knew I was the one, and I knew he was the one too.

Rick: And then you came here and learned to dance

and wowed everyone at your wedding, right?

Grace: Wow, that was so mean.

Did you really have to say that?

Rick: You think you're the only one

with special moments, Grace?

My wife and I came to this same studio.

This is where she taught me how to dance.

And yes, we wowed everybody at our wedding,

and we vowed that we would never stop dancing.

And then your God, in his infinite wisdom,

took her from me,

and we're never gonna dance together again.

How's that for a happy ending?

Grace: I'm so sorry.

Rick: Sorry for what?

You don't have to be sorry.

You get to go have Thanksgiving with your family, and I can't.

Now, can we just go to the car, please?

Grace: Was it love at first sight for you too?

Rick: Does it matter?

Grace: Maybe. Was it?

Rick, was it?

Rick: Yes!

My heart was beating out of my chest

the first moment I saw her.

Grace: Then maybe it is true that God has

that one special person for us.

And it doesn't matter how long we spend with them.

What matters is how we spend the time we had with them.

Maybe that's why God put us together today,

to teach us how to appreciate every single moment we have.

Rick: What are you--

No, I'm not much of a dancer anymore.

I've got that bum leg, remember?

Grace: Come on. No one's watching.

Rick: Yeah.

Jenna: Dance with me, officer.

Rick: Not now. Not now.

I gotta review this case for the morning.

Jenna: Shh.

The case'll still be there. This moment won't.

Rick: It's a big case. What are you doing?

What are you doing? I gotta work.

I gotta work.

I can't dance right now.

Jenna: Yes, you can.

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* You're in the middle of your solace *

* You hit a gridlock now

* and your friends aren't calling *

* When you can't find home *

* and it all feels cold from breaking waves *

* I'll follow you the way home *

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* it's colder than the leaves are falling *

* You can't talk straight

* thinking you will cross that canyon *

* Well, try to sing out loud

* Try to sing like you're falling *

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* There's no getting off this highway *

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* If your legs won't carry *

* and your heart is heavy *

* Well, talk is cheap

* I'll follow you the way home *

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* I'll follow you the way home *

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* I'll follow you the way home **

Rick: Your God's not making this any easier on us.

It's dead.

This old piece of junk is dead.

Grace: We could always go walking.

Rick: Walking?

No. You know what?

I'm just gonna go ask--

Grace: No, let's go walking. It'll be fun.

It's a great day. I'm gonna grab my stuff.

Rick: You wanna walk?

Grace: Yeah!

Rick: I mean--

Grace: Thank you. Let's go.

Rick: Okay. Let's walk.

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Rick: Okay, so I think if we take a left here

and we go around the bend,

we'll get straight through to your house.

Grace: Isn't there another way we can go?

Rick: Well, this'll be the quickest way.

Grace: I think it's a dead end anyway,

so we can just go somewhere else.

Rick: Grace, what's up?

Grace: My in-laws live up there.

Rick: Oh!

Well, maybe they can help us out with my car.

Grace: No, they moved a long time ago.

Can we just take another street?

Please.

Rick: I understand.

You know, I mean, so you have some problems with your in-laws.

Join the club.

Grace: I didn't say that.

They were wonderful.

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David: Can you show me how the lights work?

[truck beeping]

David: Awesome.

Hey, you wanna play hide and seek?

Okay, go hide.

Grace: Don't go too far.

David: He's fine.

Grace: Tommy was everything to them.

He was their one connection to their son

while he was serving in Afghanistan.

Rick: So, your husband served overseas?

Grace: I would Skype with him whenever we could.

Tommy was so proud of his daddy, and Daddy loved him to pieces.

David: Here I come!

Grace: So, how was your trip?

We so wanted to go.

Bella: Oh, it was wonderful.

You two have got to join us next time.

Grace: I know.

David: I can't find Tommy.

Grace: What?

Tommy?

Bella: Well, he can't have gone far.

Grace: Tommy?

Tommy? Tommy!

Grace: I couldn't breathe.

Grace: Tommy!

Grace: I couldn't move.

You're not the only one that thinks they failed to take care

of the ones they loved.

I've struggled with that for so many years,

blaming myself every day.

Rick: Grace, that wasn't your fault.

Grace: Faith is believing in the things we can't see.

I'm just trusting it's all part of a better plan

and that there's a deeper meaning.

Rick: I gave up trying to figure that out

a long time ago.

Grace: You can't give up.

Rick, you can't.

You have to trust that God knows better than we do.

Rick: I've been dead inside for years, Grace.

There's no hope for me.

Grace: I was in the same exact dark hole that you're in.

There is hope.

Believe me.

Rick: Come on.

We should get going. It's gonna get cold out soon.

Grace: Yeah.

Thank you, Rick.

Rick: For what?

Grace: For driving me, for walking with me, listening.

Rick: It's Thanksgiving, right?

Grace: That's right.

Rick: Come on.

Anne: Luke?

Honey, it's time to eat.

Luke: Be right there.

Anne: I hope you're hungry!

Luke: Been smelling turkey all day, Grandma.

I'm starving.

Anne: Well, good.

'Cause we've got some eating to do.

Hey, hey, hey!

Aren't you forgetting something, young man?

Dear Lord, we thank you for this special day

and for all of our blessings.

And Lord, we just ask you to watch over those

who can't be here with us today to share in them.

In your name, amen.

Luke?

Luke: Amen.

Anne: So, have you heard from your father today?

I left a message for him on his machine.

Luke: Yeah, Grandma.

He should be here any sec.

Anne: Well, you never know.

It could happen.

Luke: Grandma, every holiday you set an extra seat,

and every year it stays that way.

Anne: Well, I guess I just can't give up on him.

Luke: Can we please just eat and not talk about it?

Anne: Of course.

Luke: Grandma, do you mind if I eat in my room?

Anne: You know, it's just taking him time, Luke.

And it's taking more time than we would like,

but he'll come around.

You'll see.

Luke: Does it even matter anymore, really?

Anne: Baby, of course it matters.

Your father loves you.

Luke: Yeah?

Well, he's got a funny way of showing it.

Can I?

Anne: Okay.

You have enough there?

Luke: Yeah. Thanks, Grandma.

Anne: Okay.

All right, well be sure to save room

for that cherry pie I made you.

Luke: I will.

Anne: I made whipped cream!

[sighing]

Grace: Mmm, I think I just got a whiff of turkey

coming out of the oven.

Do you like turkey?

Rick: Yeah, I guess so.

I mean, I actually--

I haven't sat down for a turkey dinner in a long time.

Grace: Come to think of it,

I can't remember the last time I had turkey either.

Rick: Yeah?

Well, I'm sure your family'll have

a nice turkey dinner waiting for you.

Grace: You okay?

Rick: Yeah, I'm good. You?

Grace: Yeah.

I'm sorry I've ruined your day

with this crazy little journey of mine.

Rick: Trust me, I had nothing better to do.

You know what?

Why don't we go warm up inside there for a minute?

Grace: Cute little church, isn't it?

Rick: Yeah, if you say so.

Grace: What are you doing?

Rick: I'm just gonna see if it's open.

Grace: It's Thanksgiving. It's gonna be closed.

Rick: I'm gonna jiggle it and see.

It's been working for you.

[Grace laughing]

Grace: It's so nice.

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Rick: Not really much warmer than outside, is it?

Grace: Oh, I'm fine.

I just haven't sat in one of these pews in a while.

I miss it.

Rick: You?

Now, see, I would take you for a regular

for this kind of thing.

Grace: I am, in my heart.

I just haven't been able to come to service in a long time.

Rick: The whole no car thing?

[Grace laughing] No, silly.

But you're right, a car would've been very helpful today.

So, did your wife go to church?

I'm sorry, you don't have to talk about it.

Rick: No, no, it's fine.

Yes.

Yep, she always came to church and I would come with her,

you know, 'cause she wanted me to.

And my son seemed to like it, so you know,

that made her happy.

Grace: You're a kind man, Rick.

Any other guy would just sit on the couch and watch a game

or whatever they do.

Rick: No, it made her happy. That's the only reason.

I haven't stepped foot inside a church in 5 years.

Grace: I understand.

Sometimes it's hard trusting that his ways

are higher than ours.

Rick: You know, we should probably get a move on,

only 'cause it's only gonna get colder as the night goes on.

Grace: Do you mind if I pray before we go?

Rick: Sure.

Grace: You can join me if you'd like.

Rick: No, no. I'm good right here.

Grace: Lord, I was in a dark place this morning.

Forgive me for not trusting you.

You sent me to the middle of nowhere,

and I met this kind man, Rick.

And you made us meet at that very moment for a reason.

And I pray that you soften his heart.

He's had a rough go of it.

And I pray that you give him understanding and peace

so we can continue our time together today, amen.

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I hope you didn't mind me adding you to the prayer.

Rick: No.

No, it's fine.

It's fine. Come on.

[Grace gasping] Wait!

Rick: What?

Grace: I left my purse inside.

Rick: I'll get it for you.

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Rick: God, if you're up there...

...please help me.

Grace: Thank you.

Rick: You're welcome.

Grace: We can cut through here.

Rick: Okay.

Rick: Hey!

Where are we going?

Grace: Shortcut!

Rick: Shortcut?

Are you sure?

I mean--like I have a choice.

Grace!

Grace!

Where are we going now?

Grace: I'm just trying to save some time,

get you home to your son.

Rick: I was thinking about that.

You know, Grace, my son is--

It's just not the best--

Grace: I'm listening.

Rick: I know you say you're listening,

but you're not.

You're not really listening. You're just walking.

You just keep walking.

Grace!

Hey! Grace!

Can you slow down a tad please?

Grace: Sorry.

I don't know what's gotten into me.

I think it's still open space.

Rick: Hey, that's my old ball field.

I played little league there.

Grace: It was?

Rick: Yes.

Wow, it's changed a lot.

But, oh man, back in the day, we had dugouts

on either side of the backstop

and the bleachers were over in the corner.

My mom and pop, they never missed a game.

Grace: Really?

Rick: It's been a long time since I've seen it.

I would bring my son here before he was even old enough to play.

He couldn't wait.

Grace: I'm sure you were in those bleachers

watching every minute of your boy playing ball, weren't you?

Rick: No, I wasn't, Grace.

I was always too busy.

Grace: Oh. I'm sorry.

Rick: He would always beg me to play ball with him.

He would wear that little glove and he would say,

"Daddy, you play catch with me?"

"Not today, buddy.

Daddy's gotta go catch some bad guys."

Grace: At least he's still got you around.

Rick: When his mother-- when Jenna was killed,

it was just a bad time.

I was--

He's been with my mom ever since.

Grace: But it's been 5 years.

You still see him, though.

Rick: Of course I see him.

I see him every day.

He doesn't know I'm there.

Grace: He doesn't know you're there?

Rick: When I drive by, I see him playing ball

and hanging with his friends.

Grace: Rick, you can't do that.

A son needs his father.

It's not fair for you to stay away.

Rick: He's doing great.

He's a good kid.

He's better off without me.

Grace: You don't believe that.

I'm sure he misses you as much as you miss him.

Rick: I wouldn't know what to say.

Grace: Just tell him the truth.

Tell him you love him.

Rick: It's too late for that, Grace.

Grace: Rick, if you're still breathing,

it's never too late to tell your son that you love him.

I can't do that anymore.

You don't understand how much I long to hold my boy,

to tell him that I love him,

to tell him that I'm gonna be there for him.

You still have time. Please.

Rick: You're a special woman, Grace.

Grace: You're a special man, Rick.

And you're a father that needs his son.

Now, go out there and make it right.

Come on.

Grace: So, is Rick short for something like Richard, Ricky?

Rick: Yeah. Yeah, it's short for Ricky.

My parents were born in Cuba.

They loved watching "I Love Lucy."

[Grace laughing] Really?

Rick: No, not really, gullible.

No, it's short for Richard in a long line of Richards.

What about you, huh?

Is your name short for Gracie?

Grace: Oh, now you're just making fun of me.

Rick: I'm sorry.

[laughing]

Grace: No, when my parents met,

they were missionaries.

They wanted to remind me every day how to live my life

and never forgetting God's grace.

Rick: That fits you.

Grace: Thank you.

I'm gonna take that as a compliment.

Rick: You should take that as a compliment.

So, is that who we're gonna go see?

Grace: Who?

Rick: Well, you know, today, this whole journey.

I mean, we're gonna go see your parents?

Grace: Oh, no.

My mom, she died a couple of years ago.

And well, my dad, you know that story.

Rick: Sorry.

I really don't know how you do it, Grace.

Grace: What's that?

Rick: The way you just-- you keep the faith,

I mean, despite all these sad things that've happened to you.

I mean, next thing, you're gonna tell me

you're dying of some rare tropical disease or something.

[Grace laughing] Yeah, that would be something.

Rick: What's the rush, Grace?

How did we get here?

Grace: Come on, we're almost there.

Rick: No.

No, I don't wanna go this way, Grace.

Grace!

Grace?

Grace: We're here.

It's Thanksgiving, Rick.

What better time than now?

Rick: I don't think I can do it, Grace.

Grace: Your son needs you. You need your son.

Of course you can do it.

Rick: What if he hates me?

Grace: That's not possible.

Rick: Okay.

Rick: Ma?

Anne: I knew it!

I just knew it!

Rick: Happy Thanksgiving, Mom.

Anne: Yes it is.

Oh my goodness, where are my manners?

I'm Anne.

Grace: Grace.

Anne: Well, that's a lovely name.

Grace: Thank you.

Anne: You should've told me you were bringing a guest.

I'm a mess.

My goodness, you're cold as ice.

Come in. Come in.

Are y'all hungry?

Grace: I'm starving.

Anne: I've got so much food.

Please, come on, I'll warm something up.

Rick: Mom. Mom.

Anne: What?

Rick: Is Luke here?

Anne: Well, he's next door, honey, playing with his friends.

But you know, he'll be back within the hour.

So, please, come and eat.

Oh my goodness!

Anne: So, tell me, how long have you two

been seeing each other?

Rick: Oh, what was it?

It was, like, noon?

Grace: I think it was more like 1.

Rick: Was it 1? It was closer to 1.

Anne: Well, you're crazy.

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Anne: Here you go.

Ladies first.

Grace: Thank you!

Rick: Absolutely. Mom, amazing.

I don't know if I can eat this but--

Anne: Well, do me a favor and try, okay?

Rick: Yes. Yes.

Grace: I can't remember the last time

I had homemade pie.

It's so good.

Anne: Well, there's plenty more where that came from.

Rick: Hey, Son.

Luke: What are you doing here?

Rick: Wow, look at you.

You're growing up fast.

Luke: Yeah, if you call 5 years fast.

Rick: We got you a little something.

I don't know if you remember this.

Luke: That supposed to make everything better?

You think we can just hug it out and pretend you're my dad again?

Rick: That would be nice.

Luke: It's not happening!

Thanks for dropping by, Dad.

See you again in another 5 years.

Anne: Luke, honey, why don't you just sit down

and have some pie with us?

Rick: Luke.

Luke: Just leave.

We're better off without you.

Rick: He hates me.

Anne: No, no.

He just needs time, like you did.

Just don't give up so easy.

It's his turn now.

Grace: I'm so proud of you.

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[knocking]

Rick: Luke?

[knocking]

Rick: Luke?

Look, bud.

I just wanted to tell you that I'm sorry.

I know I messed up.

I know--

I know I wasn't a good father.

I'm not gonna ask for your forgiveness.

I know I don't deserve it.

I just--

I'm not gonna leave you again, Luke, ever.

I'm gonna be here for you, Son, okay?

Maybe sometime, whenever you're ready,

we can--

we can just sit and talk.

I love you, Son.

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Rick: Hey.

Anne: So?

Rick: Yeah.

Anne: Oh, good.

Rick: We gotta get you home.

Can I borrow the car, Mom?

Anne: Well, of course. Let me just find the keys.

Rick: Thank you.

Grace: For what?

Rick: You know what for.

For just being you, and you know,

just for everything.

Grace: Of course.

Anne: Here they are. Rick: Thank you.

Anne: And your coat.

Rick: Okay. Anne: All right.

Well, Grace, I do not know where you came from,

but do not be a stranger,

'cause you are welcome here any time.

Grace: Thank you.

Rick: I'll be back soon, okay, Mom?

Anne: All right. Rick: All right.

Anne: Love you. Rick: Love you.

Grace: Good bye.

Anne: Bye-bye.

Drive safely now.

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Grace: Just take a left right up here.

Rick: A left?

What are we doing here?

I thought you said that we're gonna go see your family today.

Grace: We are.

Grace: Come, I want you to meet my family.

Rick: Okay.

I don't know what to say, Grace.

Grace: My husband never made it back from war.

He was killed not long after Tommy drowned.

Rick: I'm so sorry.

Grace: I miss my babies.

Happy Thanksgiving, Tom.

This is Rick.

If it wasn't for him, I probably wouldn't be here today.

Rick: Grace, the date that your husband died,

that's the day--

Grace: Yeah, 5 years ago today.

Rick: That's a sign, isn't it?

Everything that happened today was supposed to happen.

Right, Grace?

Just like you said, nothing happens by accident.

That's God, right?

Grace: I told you you had to work on your lack of faith.

Rick: You were right.

You were right, Grace.

Grace: My gosh.

I can feel your heart beating through your jacket.

Rick: That's for you, Grace.

That's for you.

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Rick: Hey, babe.

I miss you.

I met someone.

Her name is Grace.

We're just taking it day by day,

but I got a good feeling about it.

I'm telling you this because I can't help

but think you were watching out for me this whole time,

and maybe this was all your doing.

Luke: Hey, Dad, come on!

Rick: Anyway, I gotta go.

I'm playing catch with our son.

We'll talk again soon, I promise.

I love you.

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* Like an angel on the wind *

* Like a whisper in the dark *

* Like a drought that finally ends *

* Suddenly, there you are

* Like a winter turns to spring *

* Like the first beat of a heart *

* Like a vision in a dream *

* Suddenly, there you are

* A winding road that I can't wait to follow *

* A place where I can see all my tomorrows *

* A love that's big enough to fill the hollow *

* in my heart

* It's more than I'm worth *

* It's more than I deserve *

* But there you are

* Thought I'd never love again *

* Nothing left of me but scars *

* You take the miracle, but then *

* Suddenly, there you are

* A winding road that I can't wait to follow *

* A place where I can see all my tomorrows *

* A love that's big enough to fill the hollow *

* in my heart

* It's more than I am worth *

* It's more than I deserve *

* But there you are

* A joyful dance, a saving grace *

* My second chance

* A winding road that I can't wait to follow *

* A place where I can see all my tomorrows *

* A love that's big enough to fill the hollow *

* in my heart

* It's more than I am worth *

* It's more than I deserve *

* But there you are

* There you are *