Chloe and Theo Page #5

and taught us well.

But the day will come

when we ourselves will be forefathers.

Are we being wise?

My people ask you to act

or it will be too late.

It was a long walk.

Oh, Theo.

The meeting's over.

Yeah, they all waited

like half an hour for you.

Lucky for you,

your friends were there...

'cause they're going to back us!

It was an indescribable feeling.

After everything we had been through,

Theo's message was going to be heard

by people who can actually do something.

- To Theo.

- To Theo!

I have something for you

since you won't accept my alcohol.

- Oh, a box.

- It's not just a box.

- Oh, okay.

- There's something in it.

Take a look at this, guys.

- You like them?

- Yes, I do.

Just like walking on clouds.

- We won't mention the sweatshops then.

- Sorry?

No. What? Never mind. They're so cool.

Makes me even taller.

Theo! Come on, boy!

Momma told me there'd be days like this.

You know... sometimes Theo

just needed to walk.

To be under the sky.

He helped me see the beauty

in the smallest things.

To see the good in everyone.

But it's hard to see the good

in what happened next.

There are days

when I feel responsible...

and my heart aches...

because if I had known

what would happen to him,

I never would have let him

out of my sight.

- Where are you going?

- I'm leaving.

- Why?

- Because you ask too many questions.

Really?

But I'll be back.

What was I thinking?

Something stupid and pointless.

Something wasteful

as Theo would have said.

Once you know the story...

how this little Inuit guy

thought he could change

the course of history...

and it wasn't because he wanted

to be rich or famous,

it was just because he wanted

the world to stay beautiful.

Because he wanted

to keep being an Inuit guy

living an Inuit life

like his Pa and his Grandpa.

He just didn't know he could do it.

You know... I asked Theo

about his homeland one night,

and I'll never forget what he said.

It is unlike anything you've ever seen.

The snow...

the stillness...

it teases you and never lets you go.

In this moment...

you realize that you are standing

on sacred ground.

Underneath you are cathedrals of ice,

home to life we will never see.

What song are they singing?

What story are they telling?

Will we care for them?

Will we care for each other?

This is my hope.

This is my prayer.

If there's a heaven

like they say there is,

and it's all beautiful and white,

then maybe he's home,

hunting and fishing and...

walking friggin' everywhere.

I know one thing though...

it's time for a revolution...

a revolution of the mind.

Well, I must say you make

quite an impact with this story.

And I'm sure the people at home

will be thinking a little more

about what it was that Theo said...

let me get it right...

"Caring for one another."

Now, if you don't mind my saying it,

you yourself, you've come a long way.

I got a lot of people who... I love,

and who love me.

And I'm tired of running.

This is the sweet life,

and I have the rest of mine

to look forward to.

Have any last words for our viewers?

Don't think... feel.

It's like a finger pointing to the moon,

don't concentrate on the finger,

or you'll miss all the heavenly glory.

That was a profound statement.

That was Bruce Lee.

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