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She's not from a rich family and...

...now she's a widow with two children.

What? What?

What? What's wrong?

I don't want to tell any lies.

All right.

Next time, just say no.

Good evening, Mr. Klein.

Don't scream, okay?

Just bear in mind, you're sitting pretty,

you get the partnership insurance.

I think you owe Mrs. Gordon anything...

...that could improve her settlement

with the airlines.

One other thing:

I had all night to go through

Mr. Gordon's papers.

He cashed in the tickets

that you ordered on AMEX.

Got a better price,

rebought them for cash...

...and pocketed the difference.

So Jeff cheated me out of $200.

So he cheated his wife...

...out of the automatic

American Express insurance.

That's another reason why...

...your memory of what happened

on the plane is so important.

Steady.

I knew it. I just knew it...

...right away.

- We were stupid.

- No, you weren't.

We lived like jerks.

Always nagging. We wasted it.

He loved you.

Mom, keep the kids...

- Let's go back to your room.

- Why's she crying?

You made him happy.

He loved you.

He loved you.

Max, please shut up.

Let me hold you.

Why didn't you call?

Where were you?

I was visiting my past.

But why didn't you tell me you were alive?

I thought I was dead.

How does it feel to be a hero?

How did it feel those last few seconds?

It's me.

We live in the same city.

Isn't that great?

This is my son, Jonah.

Hi, I'm Byron.

Did you know the plane would crash?

I want to get on the bus.

I'm Peter, Byron's father.

I want to thank you.

You have a brave son.

I made my dad bring me.

I can't sleep.

I want to be with you.

Why do you want to be with him?

I feel safe with him.

Many people are safe due to you.

They call you the Good Samaritan.

I didn't save anyone. The pilot did.

You saved me.

I was upside down, stuck. He got me out.

How?

And a baby too.

He found a way out for a lot of people.

We would've been fried.

What about the baby?

Get out of the road!

You can't do it!

You want to kill me, but you can't!

These images of death and destruction

fLashed around the nation recentLy...

...when InterCity 202 feLL from the sky.

The story is by now famiLiar.

A hydrauLic faiLure on a routine fLight

from San Francisco to Houston.

A desperate attempt to reach

BakersfieLd Airport...

...before the metaL giant pLowed

into the corn beside a quiet country road.

WaLking through this devastation...

...one couLd not heLp but refLect

on what it means to us...

...to those who Lived,

to those who heLped...

...and to those who mourned.

You and that computer.

You spend more time playing with it

than producing anything.

- Relax. Will you just relax?

- I'm fine.

You hear that?

This is a very important meeting.

I need you to calm down.

I need you to be with me. All right?

God, you're such a neurotic.

Something's not right.

Oh, sh*t!

This is the captain.

Return to your seats.

Put your tabLes up

and fasten your seatbeLts.

Ladies and gentlemen, please be sure...

...to fasten your seatbelts

tightly around your waist.

The flight attendants will be coming

to collect your trays.

I don't think this is turbulence.

The hydraulics!

He can't steer!

We're going down!

Miss!

Come here!

I'm okay.

Miss!

Miss, come here!

Come here!

The f***ing belt won't work.

It won't get tight enough!

Just hold him in your lap.

That's what you're supposed to do anyway.

Just keep your belt on and hold him.

He'll be okay.

He's slipping! He's slipping!

He'll be okay.

I love you.

I need high-heeled shoes.

Remove all sharp objects.

Earrings. Sharp objects.

Sir, your pin. You must remove your pin.

You okay?

It's going to be fine.

Ma'am, you need to remove your glasses.

Take your glasses off your face.

You must take your glasses off your face...

...and put them in the bag.

It's unsafe to keep your glasses on.

All sharp objects to the center.

This is it.

This is the moment of your death.

I'm not afraid.

I have no fear.

You know what time it is?

It's a f***ing tomb in here.

Get up.

Get up, Carla.

Get up.

The doctor brought someone.

The Good Samaritan.

Come on, you read about him in the paper.

Please, just let me die.

Please.

That's a sin, Carla.

I just want to die.

I appreciate you coming.

She's in bad shape.

I may put her in the hospital.

She's in a severe depression

about the crash, but she won't talk.

She's very Catholic.

Old World.

Full of guilt and shame.

I'm filled with guilt and shame.

How is that Old World?

You think I'm a fraud, don't you?

In the three months

since we flew together...

...I haven't thought about you at all.

She'll be right out.

Did you do this?

The carving?

Yeah, the whole bit.

I was playing, you know.

Beautiful work.

- You're an architect, right?

- Yes.

I better go get her.

It's better if I see her alone.

You know...

...one crash freak to another.

Second door on the right.

- Have a seat, Doc.

- Thanks.

He and your wife are the only survivors

I can't reach.

She won't talk and he won't admit

the crash was bad.

Is that right?

He says it was good?

Says it was the best thing

that ever happened to him.

When I was 13...

...my father died in front of my eyes.

We were going out of our apartment.

I was throwing this...

...this softball up and down.

Mom screamed, I missed the ball,

turned to look...

...Dad was dead on the sidewalk.

Blood was coming out of his nose.

His legs were all twisted under him.

He looked like somebody...

...with a big hand had reached down

and squeezed the life out of him.

That was God.

That's what I thought.

God killed my daddy.

Why would He want to kill him?

Couldn't figure that out.

He was a religious guy...

...hard working...

...kind to my mother and my sister.

Did you love him?

Yes.

I didn't know why God killed my daddy.

There was no reason to.

So...

...I decided...

...there was no God.

You know...

...I go to church every day.

It's the only place I go.

I go to pray for my baby's soul.

You go there to talk to God.

Got to talk to somebody.

The day we got home...

...all these lawyers called,

wanting our case.

And one guy came to see me, saying

he was a Good Samaritan's lawyer...

...so I signed.

I mean, I figured he'd be the best. Right?

'Cause I need someone

who's going to take it to them.

We're going to church.

I think that'll be okay.

You know He hurt me.

He hurt me forever.

But I still believe in Him.

People...

...don't so much believe in God

as they choose not to believe in nothing.

Life and death...

...they happen for no reason.

We may think that...

...people are born

because their mothers wanted them...

...or because God needed

another home-run hitter for the Giants.

We think that we die...

...because we eat red meat or rob banks.

Though we can never be good enough...

...or careful enough to live forever,

at least we can try.

But if it makes no sense, if it...

If life and death just happen...

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