All language subtitles for A.Box.of.Faith.2015.WEBRip.x264-ION10

(light hearted jingle)

(melancholic music)

- [Tim] How was school?

- [Dior] It was okay.

- [Tim] Any homework?

- [Dior] Did it.

- [Tim] Anything
interesting happen?

- [Dior] A kid got mad at
his mom over a kale salad.

He called her the B word.

- [Tim] If my father found
out I called my mom that --

- He'd wash your
mouth out with soap.

- He probably didn|t mean it.

- No, he meant it.

He wanted a sandwich,
not a salad.

- How was your sandwich?

- It was good.

- Not as good as your mom|s?

- No.

- You didn|t eat it?

- (laughing) No.

- [Tim] It was that bad?

- No, I traded it for a salad.

- I was thinking, we
should head north again

and take a little vacation.

Get a boat, cruise the lake.

Maybe we could rent
one of those cabins.

Wouldn'|t that be fun?

- That|'d be amazing.

- Oh, check your ticket.

Did you win?

- We won another
free chicken basket.

- You'|re the luckiest
person I'|ve ever known.

Not much to sell
in here any more.

Your mom loved that thing.

You should take it.

I know she'd love
for you to have it.

- I'|ll give you 50 for it.

- 50?

Cost close to 400.

- I| got a lot of watches
and they|'re not selling.

- How much do you sell them for?

- This one?

About 150.

- Nice markup.

- You want the 50 bucks or not?

- Fine.

- All right, fill
out this paperwork.

I|'ll go get your money.

- [Tim] This motel is
costing me 55 bucks a night.

I can|'t do this much
longer, I need our home back.

If we give you another
500 this Friday,

can we move back in?

I don'|t have 750.

Okay, I'|ll get it.

Just, don'|t rent it, please.

(melancholic music)

My peace I give unto you.

Not as the world
giveth, give I unto you.

Let not your heart be troubled,
neither let it be afraid.

(grinding)

(ominous music)

Night, Terry.

- Have a great weekend, Mark.

- You, too, Ben. Thanks.

- Later, Mark.

- Sorry, Tim.

I|'m gonna have to report this.

- So what should
we do about this?

- I didn'|t put that there.

- Well then who did?

- I don'|t know.

- I took a chance on you.

And this is how you pay me back?

- I didn'|t put it there,
I'm telling the truth.

- This is your original
job application.

"Have you ever been
convicted of a felony?"

And you wrote, "Yes,
class 6, non-violent."

- That was 17 years ago.

I was a stupid kid running
with the wrong crowd.

- Did you know that
74% of employees

steal from their employers?

- Come on Ben,
what'|s going on here?

You know me.

I'|m telling the truth,
I didn'|t put it there.

- And one out of 30 employees
are arrested for theft.

- You'|re not listening to me.

I'|m being set up.

- And over 50% are men.

You fit the mold,
and I trusted you.

- So I|'m fired?

- Fired?

No, you'|re going to jail.

I|'ve already called the police.

(birds chirping)

(upbeat music)

- [Voiceover] I was told they
checked in here 2 days ago.

- [Voiceover] Yeah, but
his truck'|s not here.

How could anyone get in there?

- I need to check inside.

- No, I'|ve got to protect
the privacy of my guests.

- Can you open the door?

- [Motel Manager] No.

- [Ms. Ward] Do
you have children?

- Yeah, I have a daughter.

- Okay, how would you
feel if your daughter

was living out on the streets?

- Thank you.

Dior?

Are you in here?

- See, she'|s not here.

Hey, I don'|t feel
comfortable with you

going through that stuff.

- Oh right, protecting
their privacy.

Look, I really need to
find this girl soon.

So if you see her, can
you call me immediately?

Here|'s my card, okay?

- Is she in some
kind of trouble?

- No, she isn'|t in
any kind of trouble.

Her father is.

Her mother passed away,
she has no other family.

She'|ll be in our
custody until we

find a foster home for her.

So please, can you call
the number on the card?

I'|ll come pick her
up straight away.

Can you at least do that for me?

- Okay, I'|ll call you.

- Okay.

(light hearted music)

- Lord, help me
through this experience

and I'll be a great
warrior for you.

- Okay.

Uh huh.

Well, if she does show up,
can you give me a call please?

Thanks, bye bye.

(phone ringing)

- Hey, I just got an
update on the father.

- Hold on, I'|m gonna pull over.

Okay, go ahead, Steven.

- This is his second felony.

- Right, I know, what else?

- His boss is not
letting up on this.

The bail is set at 25,000.

The judge is pushing
for three to five.

- Three to five?

Seems extreme, no parole?

- I don'|t think so.

- Why are they being
so harsh on him?

- It|'s the employer.

He'|s trying to make
an example of him.

You there?

- Do you think you
might be able to arrange

a meeting with Strickland?

- I|'ll see what I can do.

- Cheers, Steven.

(upbeat music)

- That|'s my bag!

(car horn)

(car horn)

(relaxed music)

(background TV)

What are you doing?

Give that back to me!

What do you mean no?

It|'s mine!

That was my mother'|s.

It means a lot to me.

Thank you.

Wait, do you want this?

Take it.

Thank you.

Thank you.

Where are my clothes?

- Have any of the staff
been in here recently?

- No.

- Huh.

She'|s been in here.

- I don'|t think so.

- Well, somebody has.

- Listen, I gotta get
back to the front desk.

This door will lock
when you leave.

- Okay.

(door closing)

"Dior, you will always
be my baby girl.

"I am so proud of you
and how you are able

"to inspire everyone around you.

"Keep up the great
work and be strong.

"Love, Mom."

There you are.

Come on, Dior, where are you?

(relaxed music)

(car engine)

(tense music)

(door unlocking)

(banging)

(door closing)

(background TV)

Where are you hiding?

- [Voiceover] Dear
God, thank you

for the wonderful home
you|'ve given me today.

I don'|t question
you, but I wonder

how long you need my dad.

Hope it'|s not long.

I know you have
some plan for him,

so I will be patient and
stay here until he returns.

Love, Dior.

(storm rumbling)

(unsettled music)

- [Manager] I've gotta protect
the privacy of my guests.

- [Ms. Ward] Can
you open the door?

- [Motel Manager] No.

(car horn)

- [Voiceover] You can
stop following me.

I'm doing fine.

God takes care of me.

- [Voiceover] Dear Dior,
I mean you no harm.

I only want to help you and put
you in a place that is safe.

I just ask that you trust me.

P.S. thanks for the
help with my crossword.

- Hey, Ray?

Can you pick me up?

I need to leave
my car somewhere.

(scratching)

(rattling)

(rattling)

(playful music)

- Hi, there.

Boy, you'|re a fat
one, aren'|t you?

'Futt'.

What kind of name is that?

Well Futt, I think you
found yourself a new home.

Well, of course you'|re
hungry, pudgy boy.

(background TV)

- [Voiceover] Dear God, thank
you for my new companion.

He's great.

I think he eats more than
me, so whatever extra help

you can afford would
be greatly appreciated.

Love, Dior.

(pleasant music)

- Come on.

You|'re not going to be able
to keep up with me, are you?

Come on.

(upbeat music)

- Look, I|'m really
sorry about being late.

- You don|t understand.

This girl has been
really difficult to find.

I left her a note, I want to
be there when she finds it.

- Why don'|t you let
the cops find her?

- They won|'t, this
is one smart girl.

- Looks like she might
have left us a note.

I'|ll be right back, okay?

- Well?

- She left me a note.

- "I don'|t need your
help, I'|m doing what I

"need to do until
my father returns."

- That|'s gonna be a long wait.

- "Thank you for the money,
but God watches over me."

- You gave her money?

I can'|t believe
you gave her money.

- I'|ll see you back
at the office, Ray.

- Okay.

- Where you going?

Think she'|s setting
me up, Futtman?

Stay here.

- [Voiceover] Dear Dior, I
don'|t think you understand

what is going on here.

Your father may be
gone for a few years.

He is going to prison.

Please just give me five
minutes so I can explain.

- You wanna talk?

- About what?

- Oh I don'|t know, maybe about

you making this too personal?

- Oh, and you don|'t
care about these kids?

- Of course I do.

I just know how to keep
it separate from my life.

- This is my life.

These kids need a chance.

- Yes, and that'|s
where we come in.

- That doesn'|t fix it.

What, you think because
we put them in foster care

or we take them from their
parents it'|s all better, Ray?

- I didn'|t say that.

- Well, what are you saying?

- I'|m saying, we
do the best we can

with what we have to work with.

If these kids choose
to do something with
themselves, great.

If they don'|t,
it|'s not our fault.

It|'s not your fault.

- That|'s just
giving up on them.

- It|'s just a job.

- Not to me.

- I think there's more to this
than what you|'re telling me.

- She just deserves better.

- Are you sure we'|re
not talking about you?

Why are you so
interested in this case?

- She lost her mother.

Her father|'s going to prison.

She has no relatives,
no siblings, no one.

- All of these children
have similar situations.

- No, this one is different.

She'|s incredibly intelligent.

She'|s gifted.

- And what about Jose?

Or Aaron?

Or Shantell?

What, they'|re not?

- Look, maybe you'|re right.

- It'|s not about me
being right or wrong.

- Some of these kids
don'|t wanna make anything

of their lives, but
not this kid, Ray!

- I think you'|re
getting a little too

attached to this case.

- It'|s not a case, Ray.

It'|s a person.

A young girl who
deserves a chance

to lead a better life,
to grow up and have

an impact on
people|s lives, okay?

- Looks like we'|re gonna
be here a while, Futtman.

We need a plan.

(relaxed music)

- Where have you gone?

- Any luck?

- No, it|'s like she vanished.

- You know she can probably
see you sitting here

watching the car, right?

- Did you come here to
give me a hard time?

- No, I|'m just saying she can

probably see you, that'|s all.

- [Ms. Ward] Do you
think I don'|t know that?

- Why don'|t you move
farther away from the car?

Like over there?

- Do I tell you
how to do your job?

- No.

- Ray, why are you here?

- They'|re gonna
move her father to an

out-of-state facility.

Are you gonna stay here all day?

- If that'|s what it takes.

- See you back at the office.

- Goodbye, Ray.

Why didn'|t you tell
me they're moving him?

- I left a message with Ray.

- I|'ve read his report.

This guy shouldn'|t
even be in jail.

- Look, I|'m as
surprised as you are.

But I gotta tell you, he'|s
not getting out any time soon.

- I need to meet him.

- So you|'re serious?

- Yeah.

Can you arrange a meeting?

- All right, we have
to do it right away

'cause they'|re moving
him pretty soon.

- Okay, yeah.

Cheers, Steven.

Call me when you set it up, bye.

- [Voiceover] Dear Dior,
I'|m sure you'|ve been

looking everywhere for
this photo of your mom.

I thought the need to tell you

a little about
myself was necessary.

I know what you
are going through.

I lost my mother and
have no idea where my

father is even to this day.

So when I say I know
how you feel, I mean it,

because I|'ve been
in your shoes.

I know you say God takes care
of you and I believe he does.

But maybe God is
directing me to you.

I will not give up on you
and I pray that you are safe.

- Hey, Ray.

Listen Ray, I'|m sorry.

I lost track of time.

I spotted the girl so I know
she|'s around here somewhere.

Ray, did you hear what I said?

I just saw Dior, I can'|t leave.

Bye, Ray, look I gotta go.

(melancholic music)

Hello, Dior.

- Hi.

- It|'s nice to
finally meet you.

I'|m trying everything
I can to get in touch

with your father.

- The only way across
is way down there.

- And if I go down there,
you'|ll run away, won|'t you?

- Probably.

- I could call the police
and have this place

surrounded, you know.

You don|'t belong out here.

- And if I go with you,
you'|ll just stick me

somewhere where people
don'|t care about me.

- I can see there'|s no
talking you into it, is there?

- I|'ve got everything
I need right here.

He takes care of me.

- What|'s his name?

- Futt.

- Sorry, what'|s his name?

- Futt, F - U - T - T.

- What kind of name
is that for a dog?

- It|'s on his collar.

(Ms. Ward laughs)

- So he belongs to somebody?

- Probably.

- Just like you.

- I should get going.

- At least let me give you
some money for a motel.

- I don|'t need any money,
I|'ve got it all under control.

I have a place to live.

- Oh, you do, where?

It was worth a shot, right?

Dior?

I|'m sorry to hear
about your mother.

- I|'m sorry to
hear about yours.

- I'|ll be checking on you.

You know, make
sure you'|re okay.

- Okay.

- He likes ice cream, huh?

- He likes everything.

- Looks like he can
use some exercise.

Why do you have him
in that stroller?

- Well, he can|'t
keep up with me.

- So how long you
been on the street?

- Who says I live on the street?

- Well it|'s pretty obvious.

You don'|t wanna look obvious.

You wanna blend in,
otherwise they'|ll see you.

- Blend in?

- That|'s what I do.

Here.

How long has it been
since you'|ve eaten?

- I couldn'|t find
any food yesterday.

- Here you go.

So where do you sleep?

- Under the bridge.

- That|'s not very safe.

- Where do you sleep?

- Well, I have a place.

And you'|re welcome
to stay with me

until you figure things out.

- You live here?

- Shh, we gotta keep quiet.

- So I can stay here?

- Yeah, I have a sleeping
bag that you can use.

- [Girl] Cool, thanks.

- We just have to be
careful coming and going.

I mean, if anybody knew
that we were living here,

it'|d be over.

And I do ask that you
spend a couple of hours

keeping up with
your school studies.

- School studies?

- Yeah, everyday.

You okay with that?

- Sure, why not?

Well, everything was
good until my mom

and dad got divorced.

Minute that happened,
my dad moved away.

Then my mom married this,

I don'|t even know
what you|'d call him.

He was nice at first, but
then he became a jerk.

My mom acted like it
was nothing at all.

So I was like,
"I|'m outta here."

- I|'m sorry to hear that.

- What about you?

Why do you live in
this storage unit?

- My dad's in some
kind of trouble.

And they wanna put
me in foster home,

but they can'|t catch me.

- Why don'|t you
live with your mom?

- She died.

There is a woman that|'s
trying to take care of me.

I think she'|s from
the state or something.

But I just don'|t
want to live in some

stranger|'s house, you know?

I have everything
I need right here.

- How did you score this place?

- It'|s my dad'|s storage unit.

- How do you have all
that food and stuff?

- Well, he helps me.

Plus, there are
ways to make money.

You just have to work
hard and pay attention.

So what do you
want in your life?

- I guess, for things to be
back to the way they were.

- You want things
to be resolved?

- Well, yeah.

But that won|'t happen
while he'|s around.

- What if I told you
that miracles can happen?

- I'|d say that
you'|re full of it.

What'|s that?

I found it in my mom|'s things.

But basically this
is how it works.

You write a note to God,
you put it on the ceiling,

and then in the
night, he takes it.

In time, all your
problems get worked out.

- That|'s the stupidest
thing I ever heard of.

- Well, it'|s true.

- And then all your
problems are solved?

- Yeah.

Try it, what have
you got to lose?

- I think that you'|re crazy.

- Think what you
want, but it works.

- Prove it.

- Write a note to God and
ask for some sort of help

for something in your life.

- This is stupid.

- Just close your
eyes and think.

- Okay.

Got it.

- Write it down and make
sure it|'s addressed to him.

- "God, please give me
a new pair of shoes."

- Okay, now it'|s my turn.

"Dear God,

"thanks for my new friend.

"Love, Dior."

- You didn'|t ask for anything.

- Well sometimes
I just thank him

for all that he|'s done for me.

Now put it up there.

And make sure the
words are facing up.

- So what do we do now?

- We wait until morning.

- Do you ever miss your mom?

- Every day.

The hardest part is
that I'|ll never be able

to talk to her ever again.

- What was she like?

- Smart.

Funny.

And strong.

She liked to hug me a lot.

- She sounds nice.

- She was.

- Hey, wake up.

Wake up.

One of them is still there.

Yours is gone but
mine's still there.

- I don'|t understand
what happened.

- I don'|t believe
in it anyways.

(buzzer)
(door unlocking)

(ominous music)

- Step forward.

- Mr. Strickland, my name
is Ms. Ward and I'm from

child protective services.
- [Tim] How's my daughter?

- She|'s, your daughter'|s fine.

But I was hoping that you
might know where she is.

- What do you mean?

You don|t know where she is?

- I ran into her in the park.

- In the park?

- She looked okay.

I just don|t know where
she'|s living at the moment.

- Did you check the motel?

- Yes, she|'s gone
somewhere else.

- So you guy|s lost her?

You don|'t have any idea
what you'|re doing, do you?

- Wait a minute here.

I|'m not the one who put
a tool in my lunch box.

- I didn|'t steal anything.

- Tim, they found stolen
property in your lunch box.

- So now we'|re on
a first name basis?

- I|'m sorry if the system
has put you in a bad spot.

- The system is responsible
for a 16 year old girl

wandering the streets.

- I absolutely agree.

That|'s why I want to find her.

- And what are you gonna do
with her if you find her?

- We'|ll take her to a
place where she|'ll be safe.

- Safe.

In a halfway house full
of runaway street kids.

- Fine.

You know, thanks for your help.

- [Tim] What do you wanna know?

- Anything you can
tell me about her.

- She|'s been through a lot.

She lost her mom two years ago.

She|'s intelligent.

That|'s why you'|re
not going to find her

unless she wants you to.

Never had to push
her to do anything.

She'|s really focused.

She'|s smart.

So smart.

Smarter than I am.

She|'s gonna be
something someday.

- I can tell you love
your daughter very much.

- I|'ve let her down.

- Do you know where
she might| have gone?

With a relative or
maybe a boyfriend?

- No.

Just remember, she|'s
very resourceful.

- Tim, I'|m gonna find her.

- [Dior] Okay, so
after the cells divide,

what'|s that phase called?

- I really don|t
wanna do this anymore.

- But you agreed to the rules.

- So if I don'|t do your
rules then I have to leave?

- You think that just
because you ran away

you can'|t think
about your future?

- You|'re starting
to sound like my mom.

- Well this isn'|t it for me.

I'm gonna make
something of myself.

- Well why don|'t you
go to school if it'|s

so important to you?

- Well that'|s out
of the question.

But, you did agree to study
if I let you stay here.

- I'd rather live
under the bridge

than put up with
all these rules.

You'|re starting to
sound like my mom.

- Then go.

Go.

(gentle music)

You know, I think
you should go home.

At least you have a mom that
can be worried sick about you.

- No, you're right, I'm sorry.

I'|ll keep up with
my school stuff.

I want to stay.

- Good.

Well, I'|m gonna
take Futt for a walk.

You wanna come with?

- Um no, I have
some things to do.

- Okay, we'|ll meet
back here at five?

- Okay.
(peaceful music)

- This is beautiful.

- It was my grandfather'|s.

He was stationed in
France in the great war.

- Why are you selling it?

- Honey, I| got too much stuff.

I don'|t have anybody
to leave it to.

You live around here?

- Yeah, right around the corner.

- I'|m Opal.

- I|'m Dior.

Does it work?

- Not any more.

Used to.

I haven'|t had the
time to get it fixed.

- How much are you
selling it for?

- Well, I was asking 25.

You know what?

Just take it.

- I couldn'|t do that.

- Okay then, one dollar.

- Deal.

Stay right here, Futtman.

- Who|'s this?

- I fixed it, Futtman!

- Futtman?

Futtman?

Futtman?

Hi, Emma.

Hi, what'|s goin' on?

- I lost Futtman.

- You did?

Well let|'s go look for him.

- I did, everywhere.

- He'|ll show up.

- I was busy fixing this
watch and I lost track of him.

- What'|s it worth?

- I|'m going to find out.

- So what|'s it worth?

- Did you open it up?

- Yeah, it had some
gears out of place.

- You fixed the
gears in this watch?

Really?

- She'|s really smart.

- You scratched the bezel
getting the back off.

It|'ll have to be replaced.

So you repaired it?

- Yeah, what'|s the big deal?

- You didn|'t steal it?

- No, what'|s it worth?

- I'|ll give you 15 for it.

- 15, that'|s it?

- Well, I can probably
buff the scratch out.

I|'ll go 1,600.

- Thanks, anyway.

- All right 1,800 but
that'|s as high as I can go.

- You and I both
know this is at least

worth 4,500.

- Look, I have to make a profit.

- Yeah, but do you think
a 150% mark-up is fair?

This isn'|t just
some ordinary watch.

This has historical
significance.

An American soldier from
World War One purchased this.

Who knows, it could have
belonged to General Pershing.

- 2,500 that'|s as
high as I can go.

- All right, you'|ve
got yourself a deal.

(upbeat music)

- Wait just a second, girl.

How did you find out how
much the watch was worth?

- I didn'|t.

I would'|ve taken
20 bucks for it.

- Then how did
you figure it out?

- Well, I knew he wanted to
make a profit of about 200%.

So I calculated the 1,500
and then added it to 200%.

- Which is what?

- 4,500.

It|'s simple math, Emma.

- But what about all
that stuff about the war?

- It|'s all in books.

Let'|s go find Futtman.

(door knocking)

- Did you find it?

- Yeah, I'|ve dealt
with this one before.

Runaway, shoplifting, priors.

Parents seem nice.

She just doesn'|t
like authority.

- Hm.

- I|'ve done this
three times with her.

Is that her?

- That|'s her.

Saw her today at the park.

- Doesn|'t surprise me.

Anything new on that
Strickland girl?

- Yeah, I met with
her father at county.

- Really?

- He seems like a sweet guy.

- I'|ll bet.

Bet he thinks he'|s
innocent, too.

- Thing is, I don|'t think he
would do this to his daughter.

What, risk going to prison?

She|'s all he'|s got.

- Look, you'|ve gotta stop
trying to the save the world.

- I'|m not trying
to save the world.

- You need to detach a
little bit from this case.

Some of us are going
out after work tonight.

Why don|'t you come with us?

- Oh, don'|t do this to me, Ray.

- Come on, get out of
your little apartment.

Have some fun.

- If I say yes, will
you get out of my office

so I can get some work done?

- Yes.

- Okay, I'|ll go.

Now get out of my office.

Bye bye, Ray.

- Is this it?

- Yeah.

I thought there was something
funny going on here.

So I planted a security camera
in the break room last night.

- [Manager] Is that Terry?

- [Ben] Watch, he|'s
gonna put a tool

in Mark'|s lunch box.

- [Manager] So Mark
would get fired?

- [Ben] Yes.

- And Terry would get promoted.

- Uh huh.

- Probably did the
same thing to Tim.

- You want some?

- No, I|'m good.

- What are you writing?

- I'|m just asking
God to free my dad.

- You haven'|t
asked that before?

- Well, normally I don'|t
question God|'s decisions,

but I|'ve had enough.

I just want my dad back.

(door knocking)

- Sit, Terry.

So, how are you
liking Tim|'s old job?

- It|'s good, pays more.

- Did you hear about Mark?

- No, what happened?

- We caught him stealing.

- I never even trusted that guy.

- He never struck me
as the dishonest type.

- Some guys will surprise you.

- We may have to let him go.

- Well, he made his own bed.

- It'|s unfortunate.

Mark was a good
man, hard worker.

A lot like Tim was.

- Look, I gotta get going.

It'|s getting kind of late.

- [Manager] Sure,
one more thing.

- When did you put a
camera in the break room?

- Keep watching, it gets better.

I almost fired Mark
and promoted you.

You wanna know the sad part
about this whole thing?

- You'|re firing me?

- Besides that.

Tim went to jail for
something you did!

The police are in the other
office waiting for you.

I just asked to
have a word with you

before they took you away.

(phone ringing)

- Hey Steven, what'|s up?

- You are not
gonna believe this.

- Oh, what|'s happened now?

- Strickland didn'|t do it.

- What are you talking about?

- Your guy was set up.

Did you hear what I said?

- I heard you.

When are they releasing him?

- Tomorrow.

- Does he know?

- [Steven] Not yet.

- I'|d like to be the one
to give him the good news.

Can I do that, Steven, tonight?

- Sure, if you want.

- Tell them I|'ll be
there in 20 minutes, okay?

- I'|ll let them
know you|'re coming.

- You can take the cuffs off.

We won|'t be needing
them anymore.

- Tim, I have good news.

- You found Dior?

- No, but we will.

You|'re being released.

- What?

- One of your
co-workers admitted to

planting the tool
in your lunch box.

- So I can go?

- Once the judge signs
the paperwork, yes.

Unfortunately, that
won'|t be until tomorrow.

- Did they say who set me up?

- Yeah, some guy named Terry.

- He seemed like a decent guy.

- Anyway, one more
night and you'|re free.

- Um...

do you think it'|s possible

for you to come
pick me up tomorrow?

- Yeah, of course.

Once the judge releases
you I'|ll be here.

- Thank you.

- You'|re welcome.

- Then go find my daughter.

- We|'ll find her
together, I promise.

(ominous music)

(majestic music)

- [Voiceover] Dear
Emma, I|'m sorry our

friendship didn'|t work out.

Take this money and go home

and work things
out with your mom.

Dior.

(phone ringing)

- Oh, Ray.

I am so sorry I
forgot to call you.

- I knew you weren'|t
going to show up.

- No no no, it'|s Strickland.

They|'re releasing him.

He'|s innocent.

- Innocent?

Wow.

- I|'ve been down at county.

So maybe next time.

- I get it.

I|'m not your type.

- Ray?

I don|t know what to say.

- Okay, well um,

have a good night.

Hey, Ward?

- Yeah?

- I was wrong about what
I said earlier, all right?

Don'|t change.

Just stay the way you are.

It'|s people like you that
make the world a better place.

- Thanks, Ray.
(upbeat music)

(sighs)
(giggles)

(background TV)

- Thank you for picking me up.

- You'|re welcome.

- So where do we start?

- The park by your old house.

- I|'m guessing you|'re
pretty mad at me?

- I feel sorry for you.

- Me?

- Yep.

You have people
that care about you.

But you run away.

- You don|t understand.

My mom doesn'|t care about me.

She only cares about him.

- It|'s probably nothing
like that at all.

Go home, Emma.

Go home and grow up.

- I came here to apologize and
you'|re acting like a jerk.

- Run away.

Isn'|t that what you do when
you don|'t like what you hear?

- I saw your dog.

- Where?

- I|'m not going to tell you.

Oh, and by the way,
I'|m calling the police,

and I|'m letting them know
you|'re living in that

stupid storage place.

- So this is where
you saw her last?

- Yeah.

- That'|s her dog!

- She has a dog?

- This is her dog.

She'|s gotta be
around here somewhere.

- Futt!

(emotional music)

Dad?

I thought you were in jail?

- They caught the
guy that did it.

- I knew you didn'|t do it, dad.

- Where have you been living?

- In our storage unit.

- You|'re kidding?

- And Futtman'|s okay, too.

- Thank you.

- You|'re welcome.

- Thank you.

- You|'re welcome. (giggles)

- You bought a broken
watch for a dollar,

fixed it, and sold it for 2,500?

- So now we can go home.

- That|'s your money.

You earned it.

- Dad, I only earned it because
of what you|'ve taught me.

- Well, it would be nice
to leave these motels.

- And you snore.

- No!

- Yeah, like a lot! (giggles)

(phone ringing)

- Who the heck could that be?

Hello?

Hi.

- Don'|t eat that on the bed.

- Okay.

Right.

I|'ll see you tomorrow then.

- Who was that?

- My boss.

I got my job back.

- That|'s awesome!

- It'|s like it never happened.

We got our life back.

(background TV)

Chinese?

- Sure.

You wanna invite Ms. Ward?

- What?

Why?

- Come on, dad.

I saw the way you two were
looking at each other.

She'|s a very nice person, dad.

- I hardly know her.

- Well then call her and
invite her to dinner.

- You'|re serious?

- I think it'll be good.

For all of us.

- I can'|t call her.

(phone ringing)

- Hello?

- Hi, this is Dior.

My dad was wondering if
you'd like to have dinner

with us tonight.

- Tonight?

- Yeah, tonight.

She likes you.

- What did she say?

- Hello?

- Oh, my.

- Hello?

- Sure, yes, um --

- Hold on one sec.

- Seriously, dad?

- When, I mean, where?

- I don|t have
any clothes, Dior!

- My dad doesn|t
have any clothes.

Well, you'|re not helping here!

Sorry, never mind.

Just come to the
motel in one hour

and we|'ll order Chinese food.

- One hour.

- Bye.

- I|'d better go get some food.

- You should get
some flowers, too.

- You think so?

- Yeah.

- Okay, okay.

- Okay.

(door knocking)

- She|'s here.

- Wait, wait.

- You look fine.

- Okay.

- Ms. Ward?

- [Ms. Ward] Hi.
- [Dior] Hi.

- Oh, (laughing) sorry.

- Would you like to have a seat?

- Of course, thank you.

- Oh, let me get that.

- I hope you like Chinese.

- I do, I love it.

Looks great, guys.

- God is great, God is good,
let us thank him, for our food.

By his hand, we are fed, give
us, Lord, our daily bread.

P.S. thanks for
answering all my letters.

And for bringing us
all together tonight.

Amen.

- Amen.

- [Ms. Ward] Amen.

(upbeat music)