Godsend

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Right, settle down!

Settle down, you guys!

Who just threw that?

I'll throw something back at you.

No, no more soda!

You guys are crazy!

Taxi!

No, no, I got that. I got that!

Sorry, pal.

You're stupid!

Hey!

Where's the wallet?

Give me that cake. Where's Paul?

- Maurice?

- Sh*t. Mr. Duncan.

You know this dude?

I had Maurice in my ninth grade bio class

what, five years ago.

Guess those extra help sessions

didn't quite do it for you.

Let's go, man.

This guy's cool.

He's the best teacher I ever had.

Let's go!

Sorry about this, Mr. Duncan.

Honest mistake.

- Got things under control?

- Oh, Paul, what took you so long?

I ran into an old student. I got held up.

- Did you get the present?

- Yeah, yeah. Voil!

Gorgeous.

All right, let's do this.

- Clara, get the lights?

- Finally.

- Ready? Everybody! Everybody!

How you doing, Jeff?

Where is he? Where's my boy?

- Hey!

- Dad!

He can't do it.

- You made me laugh!

So Dorset Prep

where is that exactly?

- Oh, Mars.

- Oh, that's hilarious.

It's in the suburbs, a half-hour away.

It's a great offer

but Paul hasn't made up his mind.

Bet that's a change

from where you teach now.

Less crack, better cafeteria selections...

Don't mind Paul.

He's still grappling with his conscience.

Mom! Dad!

This is the coolest present ever!

Oh! It looks good too, right?

You think he needs more sugar?

- I know, I'm breaking every rule.

- Hello! Is Steggie in here?

- Beware.

Hey. Cake for Steggie.

He can't eat that.

- Why not?

- He's an herbivore.

Oh-ho-ho!

He's an herbivore.

- OK, well, then I'll just take it back.

- Wait. Maybe leave it, just in case.

- Good birthday?

- Yeah.

- Good night, Dad.

- Good night.

What was your favorite present?

- My jacket...

- Yaaay!

...that you got me.

- You look so good in red.

What's on your agenda tomorrow?

Er... I have to stop by the gallery

I have to pick up the lens I ordered

I have to...

get a new pair of sneakers for Adam.

Ooh! I have to do you!

I could take care of that right now.

Have you thought about that job offer?

You do realize it'd mean moving, right?

So we'd move.

We used to think we were pretty hip

living down here.

I also used to think four Merit Lights

and a Diet Coke constituted a meal.

I love this place as much as you do

but we've got a kid to think about.

I don't think any city is a great place

to raise a kid these days.

Plus, you'd be making twice

what you make now.

I'm not sure the timing's right.

And your photography's starting...

This is not about my photography.

OK. I just can't shake this feeling

that somehow... I'd be selling out.

Right. Listen.

You know how much I respect your ethics.

But this is about Adam.

Sometimes ethics have to take a back seat.

OK, your turn.

- OK. I'm going to a picnic...

- Yeah?

...and I'm going to bring an ant

a bagel, a croissant...

Uh-huh.

...a Ding-Dong...

- Like you?

Mom!

- A Ding-Dong...

- Yeah?

Shoe store, three o'clock!

- Yes!

- Take my hand.

I think if you pump them any more

they might explode.

Really?

Kaboom!

- Do you want them or not?

- Yeah.

Do you want this?

I'm just gonna go test these outside, OK?

OK, but don't go too far. OK?

- How would you like to pay for this?

- Er... credit card, please.

- Ma'am? I need your signature.

- Sorry. So sorry.

- Thanks.

- Great.

Hello!

Hey, guys!

Where's my greeting committee?

Jess?

I'm sorry.

I got stuck at a teacher's conference.

Jessie?

You have four new messages.

Paul.

We'll handle all the funeral arrangements.

- God be with you.

- Thank you for everything, Father.

Honey?

Excuse me. Jessie? Jessie Duncan?

Yeah?

It's Richard. Richard Wells.

Richard?

Your wife was an undergraduate student

of mine. It's been years.

Actually, Richard

it's er... it's kind of a bad time.

I know. I read about it in the paper.

I can't tell you how sorry I am.

- Thank you.

- Actually, do you have a minute?

- I know this is a terrible time.

- I don't think so. Not right now.

If there was any other way...

The truth is, I went to some trouble to find

you. I'd like to help you.

Help us?

I'm a doctor. I specialize in fertility.

If we could just talk.

It won't take long, I promise you.

We can go to a restaurant

right over there.

I finished the residency in OB-G YN

but my real passion was research.

What is it you do, Paul?

I teach biology.

You do?

Can you just tell us

what this is about, please?

The truth is...

...there's no easy way

to present this to you

so I'm just going to come out and say it.

My clinic has perfected a procedure

by which a single cell could be used

to create a genetically identical fetus.

A fetus which could be carried

to term and, in effect, be reborn.

- Do you mean cloned?

- Yes.

Yes. Yes.

This would be... the identical boy

down to the last chromosome

on the last hair of his head.

This is how you want to help us?

I used to be affiliated with a hospital

here and I had a chance to review

Jessie's records.

You did what?

I'm aware of the complications

surrounding Adam's delivery.

That it's impossible

for you to conceive again.

You looked at her records?

I had to be sure Jessie's condition

didn't preclude carrying a child and it doesn't

so, yes, I can help you.

You can have him back

your son Adam.

To birth again, to raise.

- Adam's dead, goddamn it!

- Paul. Paul.

- My son is dead.

- Paul, please.

You come at me with this?

God knows what hell you've been through.

The last thing I want to do

is make it any harder.

But the truth is, I can do this

and I want you to know.

What you're talking about is illegal

not to mention potentially immoral.

Illegal yes, immoral no.

We're talking about using life

to create life, that's all.

You've done this before?

Successfully cloned a human being?

No, I haven't.

I've been looking for an ideal candidate.

I read about what happened.

I hope if you aren't interested

in what I'm proposing here...

- What are you proposing here?

- He's not even sure that he can...

That's not true. I am sure.

- Still, it does come down to trust. You'd be...

- Excuse me. Your menus.

You'd be gambling on me

as much as I'd be gambling on you.

My clinic is 300 miles from here.

If you did this, it would mean moving

there and changing your lives entirely.

Paul's right

this is extremely against the law.

You'd have to sever all ties with

family with friends, with anyone

who ever knew Adam.

I would help with the relocation

and I could get you a job

at the local high school.

- You know what, I've heard enough.

- Paul, I know how upsetting this is.

No, you don't know!

You could never know.

- Let's go.

- You're right. I'm sorry to have upset you.

- Jessie.

Jessie!

I can be reached at this number.

DNA can be saved indefinitely

but Adam's cells will only be viable

another 72 hours.

So if you do change your mind...

He's practically a stranger.

I can't believe you're considering this!

I can't believe you're not considering this!

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