Do You Believe? Page #3
Be advised, Air Med One
is en route to Kenosha,
and Air Two is grounded
for electrical problems.
Have fire set up
an LZ, will you?
You bet.
I don't--
I don't want to die.
Help me.
Listen, I'm doing
everything I can, okay?
Can you tell me your name?
Ron.
Ron. All right,
hang in there, Ron.
All right, there's
a lot of good people here
and they're here for you.
I'm scared.
I know, but I'm right here
with you, okay?
I can't feel anything.
Take this.
What is it?
Do you believe in God, Ron?
No.
I mean, I don't know.
I can promise you this.
He loves you,
he knows you,
and he suffered
and died on the cross
so we could be forgiven.
Forgiven?
Absolutely.
If you believe and accept him,
Jesus Christ, as your Savior.
Ma'am, it's not safe.
That's my husband!
Dear God,
please protect my family
and my children.
Forgive me.
I am sorry.
I am--I am so sorry.
I--
Jesus.
No.
What's this?
What is this?
Great, now all we need
is some cereal.
Oh, Mom, is this cereal?
Yeah.
Good job, sweetie.
Mommy, look what I found.
Honey, put that back.
I wasn't gonna take it.
Right, but that's
somebody else's money.
We don't touch that.
Put that back, please.
Okay.
Room service.
You don't sound so good.
I'm okay.
Is anyone hungry?
Sure.
Come on in.
Joe, guess what?
Lily, I told you
to put that back!
I told you
I wasn't gonna take it.
I'm so sorry.
We just were looking
but she didn't take any.
We're not that kind of people.
It's okay.
That's a lot of money.
You should
probably hide it better.
Maybe I should.
Although, it's not the money
I really care about.
Cool!
An angel!
Where'd you get it?
I made it as a reminder.
A reminder for what?
That the angels are
always watching over us.
Here.
Now, what do you say
we eat?
Heck yeah!
What are you doing?
Something we should've
done a long time ago.
Put it back.
What's the matter with you?
Teri, Kathleen is gone.
She's not away at college
or working in Minneapolis.
She's not coming back
for Christmas.
I know that, J.D, but
this is my daughter's room.
This is all I have left.
This is not a room, sweetheart,
it's a museum.
We're not honoring her memory,
we're living in the past.
What else are
we supposed to do?
Teri, the world didn't end
when she died.
Ours did.
No, it didn't.
We wanted it to, but it didn't.
And ever since,
we've been selfish.
our most prized possession.
God doesn't want that.
Where was God
the night we lost Kathleen?
I'll tell you where he was.
He was asking that man
not to take another drink,
begging that bartender
not to serve it to him.
He was hoping he'd call a cab,
go home with a friend,
anything but get
behind that wheel.
And when it was all over,
he cried, just like we did.
Why are you
doing this, J.D.?
Why now?
Sweetheart,
you know how Matthew said
that belief is an action?
Well, it's time
for us to act.
We've got to get back up
I want to do more
with the time I've got.
There's a whole world of people
out there who need help,
who have no place to stay.
And every time it rains,
they sleep wet.
And every time it's cold,
they sleep cold.
upside down because of a sermon?
No, no.
I've been thinking
about this for a long time.
That sermon
has given me the courage
to actually
Harry died
when she was just 4.
Sometimes I'm afraid she's
When he died, it was just--
it was so hard.
I just wasn't prepared
for that much pain.
It was like the bottom
just dropped out
and I just
couldn't right myself.
And, you know, I was,
like, a stay-at-home mom
so I had to get a job,
and I did.
But I had a really hard time
finding people
to take care of Lily.
And the hours were not good,
and so I was late
to some of my shifts,
and then I guess
I didn't show up once or twice
'cause my headspace
was all, you know.
So, they fired me.
So, after that,
I did everything I could
and I borrowed
from everyone I knew.
But then that day came,
We're walking down the street,
holding Lily's hand,
we come to our building,
and all of our stuff,
our entire life,
is out there
on the sidewalk.
Clothes and dishes
and Lily's toys,
they were just--
it was a Wednesday.
I hate Wednesdays.
Yeah.
thought about how it happened,
you know, to people.
But there I was one day
without a home.
Sure wasn't the way
I thought things would end up,
I'll tell you that much.
Hey, it's not over yet.
Take it from someone
who knows.
God has a way
of making bad things...good.
What?
You don't believe?
In God?
Why would he take him
away from us?
Leave her without a dad
and with a mom
who can't even take care
of her most basic needs?
and look at where we are.
So you're saying that this
isn't the best cup of coffee
you've ever had?
Well, it is--
it is pretty darn good.
See? Things are
looking up already.
And with
a little girl like that,
Okay, well, thank you.
We should go.
You know, you really
don't have to go.
Thanks, Joe.
I mean, I really
appreciate everything,
but I can't have her
staying someplace
she can't stay for good.
You know,
she just gets used to it
and it's just too hard.
I'm sorry.
Thanks.
You're welcome.
That was very sweet of you.
Thank you.
Come on, baby.
Bye.
Hi, Daddy.
Um, I miss you.
I was thinking that maybe
I could come see you guys,
visit me or something.
Well--
I know,
but you said that--
you said that you
were coming up here.
You know--
you know she doesn't like me.
I don't really like her,
either, but I'm trying.
Please, just can--
I just want to see you.
Please?
I'm not trying to make
you feel guilty.
I'm not.
I'm sorry.
I can't hear you.
Daddy?
So, are we still on
for our little weekend?
If my deposition
doesn't run late.
Why can't you just
go to dinner anymore
without being proselytized?
Jesus was a carpenter,
not a chef.
If you want to thank someone
for your food,
there's the kitchen staff.
I actually know her.
She works at the hospital.
Well, how about you
don't let it ruin your dinner?
Sorry.
No, you know what?
I'm not sorry.
I'm the one who
saves these people,
and who do they thank
when they wake up?
"Thank you, Jesus.
Thank you, Lord."
Yeah, I get it.
I grew up with these people.
But you,
you've got a God complex.
No, I don't.
This is not a complex.
I do his work,
I should get the credit,
at least some of the time.
Wow.
Carlos.
Carlos.
You're choking me!
Get off me!
What's wrong with you?!
What happened?
Daddy?
It's okay, honey,
it's okay.
It's okay, buddy.
Go back to bed.
I hurt you.
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