All language subtitles for Highway to Heaven S02E05 The Devil and Jonathan Smith_Subtitles01.ENG

[music playing]

I cannot believe
it's almost Halloween.

You know, next to
Christmas that was

my favorite when I was a kid.

Trick or treating and
scary costumes, I loved it.

You like scary movies?

Not in particular, no.

Boy, I do.

Monsters, werewolves,
the scarier, the better.

Really like scary stuff, huh?

Like it?

Oh, I love it.

You want to see
something real scary?

Yeah.

I'm talking
really, really scary.

Come on, I said, I love it.

Give me your best shot.

OK.

You ready?

Come on, I'm ready.

Ah!

That's not funny, Jonathan.

I'm sorry, but you said you
wanted to see something scary.

Oh, that's cute.

Cute.

Hey, look, it stopped raining.

Yeah, I know.

This is where I get out.

- What, you got an assignment?
- Yeah.

Somewhere around here.

What kind is it?

I don't know yet.

Why don't you get us a place to
stay, and I'll meet you later?

And be careful, will you?

What are you talking about?

I don't know.

It's a feeling I got.

Just be careful.

Jonathan?

Well, that's about
it, Mr. Gordon.

I have statements
from three witnesses

who all say there
wasn't a thing you

could have done to avoid it.

It was clearly the kid's fault.

Who cares whose fault it was.

He's just a kid.

Yeah.

Anyway, you can go now.

I think I'll stick around
until he comes out of surgery.

Might need a blood donor
or something, I don't know.

Suit yourself.

- Excuse me?
- Yes?

Can you tell me how
the little kid's doing

that just went into surgery?

Are you a member
of the family?

I'm the guy who hit him.

I see.

I wish I had better
news for you.

He's in very critical condition.

We're doing all we can.

Well, if he needs any blood
or anything, I'm right here.

He's going to need
more than blood.

He's going to need a miracle.

[suspenseful music playing]

Are you Mr. Gordon?

Yeah.

How's he doing, Doc?

Stone.

Jabez Stone.

It's hard to tell at this point.

I've just stepped
into the case myself.

What are you a
specialist of some kind?

Well, you might say that.

I specialize in certain
kinds of transplants.

Listen, anything that
kid needs, anything I have,

you got it.

Anything?

Yeah, I mean if he needs a
kidney or anything like that,

I mean, you got it.

Well, that's very
generous of you,

Mr. Gordon, but
are you quite sure

you're willing to make such a
sacrifice for a total stranger?

Doc, I swear by all that's
holy, I will do anything.

I will give anything to make
sure that kid comes out OK.

Well, that's good
to know, Mr. Gordon.

I'll take you at your
word and do my best.

I'll see you later.

Dr. Lannigan,
report to emergency.

Dr. Lannigan,
report to emergency.

Hey, Doc?

Doc?

How's he doing?

Is he going to make it?

Yes.

Yes, it's-- it's the most
amazing thing I've ever seen.

That's great.

I mean, you guys are fantastic.

I wish I could take
credit for it, but I can't.

It must have been
the specialist.

What specialist?

You know, what's
his name, Dr. Stone.

I don't know what
you're talking about.

I told you we'd need a
miracle, and we got one.

He's going to be fine.

Johnathon.

I beg your pardon?

Oh, nothing, nothing, Doc.

Thanks again.

All right.

All right, gents, it's just
the easiest thing in the world.

I put the pea underneath
the shell, and you find it.

It's so easy a
child could do it.

That one.

Ah, what I tell you?

You beat me fair and
square third time in a row.

Well, friend, you're
too good for me.

Here's your money.

I'll go you one more.

This time for some real money.

Oh, I don't know.

That's quite a bit of money.

Hey, you said you'd
match any amount.

All right.

Harold, it's a whole week's
pay you just put up there.

I know what I'm doing.

Let her rip there, pal.

It's that one.

Oh, well, I'm entitled to
win one once in a while, too.

You know, I knew my
luck had to change.

Care to go one more?

I could have swore
it was under there.

Told you, Harold.

That was the rent money.

I'll stake you to
another chance, as long

as you promise to
quit if you win.

Ah, yes, a social
reformers heart

with the instinct of a gambler.

I like that.

I like you, son.

Mister, you win
me my money back,

and I'll never play
this game again.

OK.

Looks like we go
another round, Mr.?

Barabbas.

CJ Barabbas.

And you are?

Smith.

Jonathan Smith.

Smith, a fine old name.

All right, Mr. Smith, let's
see the color of your money.

Oh, my, my, my.

Well, all right, gents,
here we go again.

It's just the easiest
thing in the world.

So easy a child could do it.

All right, then, where
is the little darling?

Pick one, Harold.

Oh, my luck stinks, Mister.

Not any more.

Go ahead, pick one.

Well, I'm sorry, son--

I did it.

Like you said,
everyone's entitled

to win once in a while.

I don't know how
to thank you, Mister.

All right, make sure
you keep that promise.

No more gambling.

Hey, don't worry, I won't.

I won't.

Let's get out here, Steve.

Lucky guy.

Of course, he could have
pick this one or this one.

Just who are you, Pilgrim?

Like I said, Jonathan Smith.

Well, Jonathan, you're good.

You're real good.

Thank you very much.

I like you, son.

I mean, I like you.

Now, I haven't seen you
in here before, have I?

No.

I came here looking for you.

To help you if I can.

Oh, a partner, huh?

No, not a partner,
just a friend.

I was sent to tell you you're
getting a second chance.

Second chance?

For what?

To change your ways.

There's a lot of good
in you, CJ Barabbas.

Use it.

Hey?

Who are you?

A friend of a friend.

Good evening, Mr. Gordon.

What?

Dr. Stone, what
are you doing here?

How'd you know where I live?

I'm not a doctor.

Perhaps, this will explain.

My soul?

What is this, some kind of joke?

It is certainly no joke.

You swore to me, Mr.
Gordon, by all that's holy--

those were your exact
words-- that you

would do anything,
anything, you said,

if the child would recover.

Anything at all.

Well, I kept my
part of the bargain.

The child recovered.

Now if you'll be kind
enough to sign this note,

you will have kept yours.

Wait, wait, wait.

Let me get this straight.

You want me to sign something
that says on the twelfth stroke

of midnight on All
Hallows' Eve you can come

and take possession of my soul?

No, no.

Not me.

My boss.

Your boss being the tall guy
with the horns and the tail?

The tail, no, that's a rumor.

OK, wacko, out you go.

Then you're reneging on
your part of the bargain?

I said out.

Very well, then I shall
renege on my part as well.

I suggest you telephone
the hospital to see how

the little chap is doing now.

I said out.

When you decide to sign, you
can find me at this address.

Get out of here.

Very well.

I wouldn't wait too
long to make that call.

The poor little chap is
fading quite rapidly.

Good evening, Mr. Gordon.

I trust I shall see you again.

You're going to see my
foot right in your keister

if you don't get out
of this building.

I can't believe they let people
like this walk the streets.

Hello.
I'm Mark Gordon.

I wonder if you could tell me
how Bobby Crawford's doing?

Just now?

How bad?

Thanks.

[door creaking]

[eerie music]

[door closes]

Ah, Mr. Gordon, what
a pleasant surprise.

Well, actually, not a surprise.

I was--

He's dying.

Who?

Oh, the little boy.

Indeed, he is.

And you're telling the
truth, you do work for--

Hm-hmm.

But if I sign, the
boy will be all right?

Hm-hmm.

You swear to God?

I'd rather not.

After you sign, you
can phone the hospital.

All right.

I'll sign.

I rather imagined you would.

Come with me.

I mean, this guy was
for real, Jonathan.

I mean, he had a cat there.

This cat's name was Beezlebob,
something like that.

Beelzebub.

Yeah.

Anyway, you know who
that cat used to be?

It used to be his superior until
he fouled up, then do do do do.

And you know who
changed him into a cat?

Mark, how could
you sign that paper?

Jonathan, I didn't
have any choice.

The boy was dying.

The minute I signed the paper,
he started getting better.

The boy is fine now.

That's all that matters.

I played it cool, too.

I didn't let on to this Stone
character that I was connected.

What does that mean?

That means you, Jonathan.

I mean, you're an angel.

You've got powers.

You'll get me out of this.

Mark, look, I'm sorry, if one
of us runs into one of them,

neither one of us has any
powers against the other.

It's sort of an arrangement.

What do you--

Jonathan, don't say that.

That guy is coming here
tomorrow night with his boss

at the twelfth
stroke of midnight.

They're going to
unseal that document,

and they're going
to take my soul.

You know where they're
going to take it.

I know.

I know.

Don't worry, I'll
think of something.

Don't worry?

I mean, that's easy
for you to say.

Your ticket's already
stamped for up there.

That guy has a
contract, Jonathan,

that I signed that says I
got a one-way ticket South.

Jonathan, I hate the heat.

I can't even take it
when the air conditioner

breaks down in the car.

I'm not going
to let it happen.

I swear to you.

You just said you haven't
got any powers on this one.

I know what I said.

But there just might be
someone who could help us.

Now, now, now, let me
see if I got all this.

Your fuzzy friend here
sold his soul to the devil

in order to save some kid.

Not so loud, huh?

And you two want me to
help you con the devil

in order to get
back this contract,

and you, you're an angel?

Right.

You mean, full tilt
angel, the halo, the wings,

the whole magilla?

Yeah, actually, I
don't have my wings yet.

I'm sort of on
probation right now.

Me too.

Well, gents, I've
heard some good ones,

but this one tops them all.

Hey, we're telling
you the truth.

Well, if you believe
that, furball, then

you got more birds
sitting in your antenna

than anyone I've ever met.

I'll see you boys around.

Look, what do we have
to do to convince you?

Make me fly, Angel.

I'd love it.

No.

No.

OK, let's say I help you out?

What's in it for me?

What do you mean?

I mean, I do you a
favor, you do me a favor.

I pull your friend's ashes
out of the fire here--

Couldn't you put
that another way?

Oh, yeah, I see what you mean.

But you catch my meaning.

I do you a favor,
you do me a favor.

You get me in upstairs, right?

I'm sorry, CJ, it
doesn't work that way.

Your salvation is
between you and the boss.

There are no deals.

Well, hey, there aren't any
deals, there aren't any deals.

So I pass.

Come on, where's your pride?

My what?

Your pride.

I thought you were
a great con man.

You thought?

You thought, young man?

CJ Barabbas is a
legend among con men.

Yeah, well, up
till now, you've

been a legend in your own mind.

I'm giving you a chance
to really be a legend.

What do you mean?

I mean, the ultimate con.

The Super Bowl of all cons.

CJ, I'm giving you a
chance to con the devil.

You'd go down in history.

Yeah, to beat the devil.

What do you say?

Gentlemen, you got
yourselves a deal.

Excuse me?

You are excused.

I'm Professor
Rudolph Hinkeldorf

and this is my brother Henry.

Charmed, I'm sure.

How may I be of service
to you gentlemen?

We have a very old book.

It's been in our family
for almost 200 years.

Yes, and now we've
fallen on hard times,

and we're forced to sell it.

It is our understanding that you
do sell books on consignment?

That is correct.

Well, that's what
we wish to do then.

We wish to place this
book here on consignment.

Say, it's awfully warm
in here, isn't it?

Yes, I keep it that way.

It reminds me of home.

Ah.

Where were you born,
in a steam bath?

A droll sense of humor.

May I see the book, please?

Oh, yes, yes, of course.

It's right here
in this briefcase.

What kind of book is it?

It's a very old, rare
copy of the "Holy Bible."

Oh, is there something wrong?

It's a splinter in my finger.

Now, if you gentlemen will
sign the standard agreement.

Oh, not so fast, Mr. Stone.

Look, before we leave this
very valuable book here,

we have to make
certain it's safe,

that you have the proper
security precautions.

Professor, let me
assure you on that count,

you have nothing to worry about.

Follow me.

As you can see, these
are the safe deposit

boxes where our rare books
and documents are kept.

In the unlikely event that
the vault is broken into,

the doors of the store
lock automatically

and the police are
summoned by a silent alarm.

Gentlemen, we are impregnable.

Sounds safe to me, Henry.

I don't know, Brother, I
think we should think on it.

I understand.

We'll be in touch.

My pleasure, gentlemen.

It must be static electricity.

Yes, I suppose.

Good day, Mr. Stone.

Are you sure there isn't a
little devil in you, my friend?

You were very good back there.

CJ, I just don't see how
this thing is going to work.

I mean, the man is shrewd.

How are you going to con
him out of that contract?

I'm not.

We're going to steal
it, or more correctly,

you're going to steal it.

He's an angel.

He can't steal.

Oh, well, if he can't,
I'd get used to shoveling

coal, if I were you.

Look, CJ, I'm
not a safecracker.

Well, you don't have to be.

Oh, this is going
to be so elegant.

We're going to need some
help, but that's OK,

because I got some friends
that owe me a favor or two,

and they'll work out fine as
the attendants and the lineman.

What attendants?

What are you talking about?

All in good time, Pilgrim.

All in good time.

Mark, can you describe that
document and the seal to me?

I mean, precisely.
- Are you kidding?

I'll never forget it.

Because that's the first step.

Now I have this other
friend, a forger,

and he'll make up a duplicate
of the document you signed.

Why?

Because it's
elegant, that's why.

The elegant con is the
one where the sucker

never knows he's been taken.

Now, you, dear brother Henry,
will agree to place your Bible

inside the safety deposit box,
but once inside the vault,

much to my horror, you
will suffer a heart attack.

Ambulance attendants will be
called, my friends, of course,

and once alone in
the vault, they'll

pop open the safety deposit
box, pull out the real contract,

and replace it with the
phony, so if Stone does check,

he won't find the thing missing.

It's simple, to the
point, and elegant.

What do you think?

I think it's still stealing.

Oh, well, it's either
that or you buy your friend

here some asbestos underwear.

I suppose you're right then.

Well, my dears, I've got
places to go, people to meet,

arrangements to be made.

I'm going to miss being a
crook when I go straight.

Isn't this fun?

Yeah, peachy.

Jonathan, I've been
thinking, maybe this isn't

such a good idea after all.

Have you got
something else in mind?

Jonathan, it is stealing.

You're an angel.

You can't steal.

You said yourself
you're on probation.

And if I don't,
what happens to you?

Steal it.

Professor Hinkeldorf,
have you made a decision?

Oh, I sure have, and you can
forget about the Hinkeldorf.

The name is CJ Barabbas.

I know who you are, Stone,
and I know who you work for.

Do you indeed?

Yes, and I know that you hold
a promissory note for the soul

of one Mark Gordon.

You are well informed.

If the other side won't make
a deal, I figure you guys will.

I'm not sure I understand you.

Well, I want a guarantee
that I get a cushy spot

down there, like you got.

Well, yes, we are always
open to propositions.

What do you have to offer?

Oh, something that will be
worth a lot more to your boss

than the soul of Mark Gordon.

And what is that?

The soul of Jonathan Smith.

Jonathan Smith?

Yes, yes, the
soul of an angel.

I'll be right back.

Look, the way I figure it,
there was just no way I was

going to get to go to heaven.

I mean, there was
just no way, so I

figure I'd do you guys a little
favor, maybe you can do me one.

Such as?

Well, a softer gig,
if you catch my meaning.

Maybe some place that
isn't quite so hot.

Maybe a nice office job
with air conditioning.

I mean, from what I
hear, your boss can

play rough when he wants to.

He certainly can.

Isn't that right, Beelzebub?

Used to be my superior until
he fouled up once too often.

Right.

Well, what I had in mind
was I know this cop, see.

Well, I just don't know him.

I mean, I'm his
stooly on occasion.

Oh, you are despicable.

Yeah, I know.

Well, so anyway, what I'll do
is I'll bring him down here,

and I'll tip him
into the whole thing.

He sets a trap, and bingo, the
cops catch an angel red handed

in a robbery in progress.

It's grand larceny.

Absolutely sets
my blood pulsing.

Hey, you think the
big guy upstairs is

going to come to the
rescue of an angel who's

committed a crime?

Of course not.

He's so square.

And the angel's soul?

I'm coming to that.

This guy Gordon is
his best friend.

Well, with the big guy
out of the picture,

you give Smith a chance
to save his buddy.

His soul for Gordon's.

Pretty good, huh?

It's not good at all.

It's absolutely wicked.

CJ, you have a future with us.

I'm Lieutenant
Yablonsky, 23rd Precinct.

Mr. Stone?

It's a pleasure, I'm sure.

Mr. Stone, I
want to thank you.

We really appreciate your
cooperation in this matter.

Anything I can do to help
the cause of law and order.

Right.

Now, we have to let
this Smith character

actually commit the robbery.

We want to catch him
with the goods on him

so that we can be
sure of a conviction.

I understand.

Now, I'll be right here
pretending to be a customer.

We'll have another
plainclothesmen in the store

as well, so you'll
be fully protected.

What stinks in here?

It smells like sulfur.

It's my aftershave.

Yeah, sure.

Anyway, we'll have
two unmarked units

outside and some black and white
backup units around the corner.

So there'll be no danger
to you, and just in case

the Smith guy is armed--

Oh, he won't be armed.

Hey, you never can tell.

Trust me, Lieutenant.

For a crook, this
guy's an angel.

Jonathan, I'm
worried about this.

It really is stealing.

I know what it is.

I can't let them take you.

Well, what do you think
the boss is going to say?

Everything is
all set, Pilgrims.

How we doing?

- I'm ready.
- CJ, forget it.

It's off.
- No, it isn't.

It's on.

Hey, Mark, we made a deal.

I mean, a deal's a deal, right?

I mean, an angel can't
go back on his word.

It wouldn't be right, right?

He's right.

Let's go.

Unit one, Yablonsky.

Yablonsky, here.

Unit one in
position, Lieutenant.

Telephone repair truck
just pulled around back.

He's one of the gang.

You keep him under surveillance,
but don't make a move.

My, you certainly are
authoritative, aren't you?

You got it.

I can't let him
do this, I can't.

Here they come.

Ah, gentlemen, have
you made your decision?

Yes, we have.

We decided to go
ahead and trust you.

A wise choice, I'm sure.

Oh, no doubt.

I've convinced my
brother that you are

a man who can keep his word.

You won't be disappointed.

Follow me, gentlemen.

What's that guy doing here?

He'll blow the whole setup.

Let's grab him.

Freeze.

I'll open the box.

Thank you.

Here you are.

I beg your pardon?

It's a sinus problem I have.

Oh.

Henry?

Oh.

Henry, what's wrong?

My heart.

My heart.

Quick, call an ambulance.

I'll start CPR on my brother.

Yes, of course.

That was very good.

I just hope He likes it.

[phone ringing]

Emergency.

Cherokee Bookstore
near the corner.

He's had a heart attack.

Please hurry.

Don't worry, sir, we'll have
a unit dispatched at once.

Thank hell you're here.

Where is he?

In the back, in
the vault downstairs.

OK, Voytlander,
bust the lineman.

So far, so good.

Jonathan, are you all right?

I'm just praying.

All right, let's do it.

How is he?

I don't think he's
going to make it.

That's it, unit
four, close in.

[sirens]

Freeze.

Put your hands on your head.

OK, Smith, get up nice and slow.

Game's over.

You lying creep.

Hey, is he in on this, too?

No, no.

You can let him go.

There are other things
in store for him tonight.

He's just a dupe.

OK, let's get out of here.

Here it is.

You're under arrest.

Cuff him.

So this is what all
the fuss is about?

I'll take that, if you
don't mind, Lieutenant.

I'm afraid not.

It's evidence.

I beg your pardon?

That's mine.

He tried to steal it.

I know that,
but it's evidence.

You'll get it back
after the trial.

But you don't understand.

I need that document tonight.

Like I said, Mr.
Stone, it's evidence.

Lieutenant, may I
speak with you inside?

It's very important.

All right, but
just for a second.

I've got a lot of paperwork
to do on these guys tonight.

Now, Lieutenant, this
is a fake document.

Why don't you take this one
and leave the real one with me?

I'm afraid that's impossible.

But you don't understand.

I need that document for
a transaction tonight.

You can use the false
one for evidence.

Nobody will know,
except you and me.

It's worth a great deal to me,
Lieutenant, a very great deal.

I don't know.

Well, it's Halloween.

Buy the kids something
special for trick or treat.

I really shouldn't.

I could lose my job,
and Christmas is coming.

Christ-- mas.

Something wrong?

It's a speech impediment.

I have a sibilant S. Well,
Lieutenant, why quibble?

Here, take this and stuff
it up your stocking.

Lieutenant, if I don't get that
document, I'll lose my job.

Believe me, my employer can
be more severe than yours.

Well, like you said,
it's rightfully yours.

OK.

You'll have to come down
for a statement, too, CJ.

All right, boys, let's go.

Oh, Mr. Gordon,
take my advice.

Don't run, it's a waste of time.

And remember, at the
stroke of midnight,

we have an appointment
with my employer.

Of course, you can run, but
as they say, you can't hide.

Happy Halloween, big fella.

[dramatic music]

Ah!

What's the matter, Mister?

It's trick or treat.

Oh, yeah.

I'll owe you.

Oh, Master.

My master, how good
to see you again.

Did you have a nice trip?

Have you got it?

Have I got it?

Have I got it?

Oh, Master, have I
ever let you down?

Well, the question,
is it hot in Hades?

Of course, I have it here.

Very good, Stone.

All this and an angel.

You'll get your horns for this.

My horns?

Come.

It's almost time.

Get me a cab.

A cab, Master?

Yes, I like to look at
the scene on Halloween.

After all, it is
my night to howl.

You're night to howl.

What a card.

What a sense of humor.

Just get the cab.

Yes, of course, Master.

That's quite a costume
you got there, Mister.

It is, isn't it?

Yeah, I'm a sucker
for tradition.

Hey, there's a no
smoking sign back there.

We are not smoking.

What is that?

It smells like smoke.

It's my cologne.

Oh, what do you call
that stuff anyway?

Brimstone.

Brimstone.

That Calvin Klein, what a guy.

[giggling]

[cabbie coughing]

Never mind.

Never mind the fair.

Just let me get out of here.

[knocking]

Trick or treat.

Not a very homey
looking place.

It would appear you
travel light, Mr. Gordon.

All the better.

I assume you know why I'm here.

We both know why you're here.

Ah, Mr. Smith,
what a pleasure.

Sorry, I just
can't say the same.

Really?

We have a few seconds
before midnight.

Still enough time to bargain.

What does that mean?

You've lived your
life and for what?

In your hour of need,
He let you down.

No, He didn't let me down.

We let ourselves down.

How angelic.

Your soul for your
friend's here.

Just sign under his name.

Jonathan, don't listen to him.

Don't do it.

Quiet, you.

Jonathan, you're on probation.

You've been at it
for a long time.

I mean, don't blow it now.

Only a few seconds left,
Smith, to make up your mind.

Your friend here, your
best friend, I'm going

to make it miserable for him.

For you, we could get you a nice
position in public relations.

Just a few more ticks.

Jonathan, don't do it.

- I can't let them take you.
- You have to.

I can't.

It's my fault you're into this.

[clock chiming]

All right, you made a deal.

I'll sign.

Splendid.

Read it to him, Stone.

I said, read it to him.

I don't understand.

What does the contract say?

Read it.

Trick or treat.

Trick or treat?

Ah, excuse me.

Did I hear trick or treat?

I don't understand.

He stole the contract.

He and his men were in
the vault and stole it.

I beg your pardon.

While Mr. Smith was praying,
he thought we stole it,

but my guys are
going straight now.

They wouldn't steal.

You, Mr. Stone, gave
us the real contract.

Well, he didn't
actually give it to us.

Sweetest con I ever worked.

That's right, Mr. Stone.

I gave you the fake.

You paid me to take
the real contract.

You paid him to take it?

I didn't know.

Here's the real one.

You know, it's like they say,
you can't cheat an honest man.

And since you don't
have a contract,

you don't have a deal.

Give it to me.

It's mine.

This will not be the last time
our paths cross, Mr. Smith.

I promise you.

Master, I'll make
it up to you, I swear.

Shall I call you a cab?

We did it.

We beat the devil.

Master, please, I'll
make it up to you.

I promise.

I'll do anything,
anything at all.

I'll make it up to you.

I'll make it up to you.

What a wimp.

Master, please?

To think I was going
to give you your horns.

Perhaps I'll give
you a tail instead.

A tail?

A tail would be perfect.

Anything you say.

Yes, anything I say.

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[cat meowing]

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