Henry Poole Is Here Page #4

You tell me.

She hasn't said a word

in over a year,

ever since her father left.

I mean, she loved him

so much.

And it's just been...

so unfair for her.

I mean, l... I couldn't

even get her out of bed

when this

whole thing started.

She just kind of

turned inside herself

and couldn't find

her way out.

I took to every kind

of doctor... therapists,

psychologists,

psychiatrists, and pretty much

everyone... nothing.

They'd just run down the list...

depression, post-traumatic

whatever...

abandonment.

And after a while,

she got a little better,

but she just

wouldn't talk.

Maybe she just didn't

have anything to say.

Maybe she wasn't ready

until now.

Maybe. But she touched

that wall and she...

You think she spoke because

she touched the wall?

No, I'm not saying that,

but that's what happened.

I mean, she touched it

and she talked.

And I'm just praying

that it stays that way.

Dawn, I think it's great

that Millie spoke.

But I think you

should realize

it was a completely

random event.

Things just... they don't

happen like that in real life.

I mean, if they did,

then I wouldn't...

You wouldn't what?

Ever feel like things

just happen for no reason?

That you're just kind of

going along for the ride

and there's just

nothing you can do?

I need to

tell you something.

What?

I want to tell you so that

I'm not the only one that knows.

Henry, this is so unheard of

here in the States.

I mean, it happens.

- But this disease...

- Disease?

It steamrolls

through the system.

Stopping it at this point...

You're saying

I'm gonna die.

Yes.

(birds chirping)

(knock on door)

Mr. Poole.

Mr. Poole,

are you okay?

Mr. Poole?

Sorry.

The door was open.

That doesn't mean you can

just walk through it.

I need to talk to you.

No. No, you don't, actually,

'cause I know exactly

what you're gonna say.

No, you don't exactly.

So I guess you heard

what happened last night.

Now you think

that little girl spoke

because she touched

the wall?

And now we're all supposed to believe

that the Second Coming's happening

in my backyard.

And the next thing you know,

this whole goddamn street...

sorry... turns into a carnival

with every holy-roller freak

within a 100-mile radius

lined up around the block

to touch or catch a glimpse

of my stucco job.

(chuckles)

Well, it's not gonna happen.

And in no way did Millie

finally speaking

have anything to do

with her touching the wall,

and you know that.

And God only knows... and I use

the phrase very loosely, believe me...

who knows what it was that caused her

to get up at 3:
00 in the morning

and wander over here

and start palming the wall

like her life

depended on it?

- It was me.

- What was you?

I told her the wall would

take away her suffering

if... if she just had faith.

Why would you do that?

- It worked, no?

- No.

She worked. Maybe your

insane pep talk got to her,

but she got here

on her own.

Why it's so hard

for you to believe

that something like this

could happen?

Why is it so important

to you that I believe

that something like that

could happen?

- Because it...

- Because I'll tell you.

Because if you can convince me,

then suddenly your beliefs

become more real. Right?

The more people you can get to

jump on your God's-on-the-wall train,

the more your mission's made.

So until you get me

to swallow your world

and believe what you believe,

you'll never have the kind

of faith you want to have.

You'll always have

a little bit of doubt.

You'll... you'll never

know if you're quite right.

You'll always kind of

be wondering if it's real.

You'll always be sitting over

there waiting for that man

to come waltzing back

in from the dead.

And that's sad.

That's really sad.

I'm just trying

to help.

Just like that.

Yeah?

Esp...

Esperanza?

- Hey.

- Hey.

How you doin'?

I'm good.

Just getting some air.

I just wanted

to thank you

for helping me

with Millie last night.

So...

I made you some cookies.

Thank you.

It was Millie's idea.

- How is she doing?

- She's really good.

I'm just praying

that it stays that way.

You wanna go

for a walk?

Yeah.

Mmm, just came out of the oven,

like, 10 minutes ago.

# Her fingers touch

upon my lips #

# It's a morning yearning #

# It's a morning

yearning #

# Pull the curtains shut #

# And try to keep it dark #

# But the sun is burning #

# The sun is burning #

# Baby crying kept us

up all night #

# With her morning yearning #

# With her

morning yearning #

# Morning yearning... #

I just wish I could tell you that

everything was gonna be all right.

That's okay.

Now what?

Now I go home.

And then...

I wish I didn't.

# Like a summer rose #

# I'm a victim of the fall #

# But am soon returning #

# Soon returning #

# Your love's the warmest

place the sun ever shines #

# My morning yearning #

# My morning

yearning. #

Woman:

My God.

Dear God.

(sobbing)

Oh my God.

Patience.

What are you doing?

What's going on?

Are you... are you okay?

Yeah.

- What's wrong?

- Nothing is wrong.

Everything is right.

What are you talking about?

I touched the face.

I just put

my hand on it.

And my whole body

got all warm.

And then I closed

my eyes.

I saw light everywhere.

I opened them...

and I could see.

(crying)

I can see.

Look at that.

I can see perfectly.

The house numbers,

the license plate.

You know,

this is amazing.

- This is a miracle...

- Don't say that.

What? Miracle?

- Yeah.

- Come on, Mr. Poole,

what else could this be?

What?

A coincidence?

I mean, there are

no miracles, Patience.

I don't believe in them.

Imagine that there was

something wrong with you,

Mr. Poole.

And you did this seemingly

meaningless thing,

put your hand

on a wall,

and you were healed.

It's okay, Mr. Poole.

You don't have to say anything.

I gotta go.

I gotta go

tell my mom.

(laughs)

This is incredible!

Wow!

Hi.

Hey.

It's getting harder,

isn't it?

What's that?

To pretend this

isn't happening.

(woman vocalizing)

(doorbell rings)

Hey!

- Hi.

- You're home.

- Yeah.

- Um...

Millie wants to know if you

want to come over and play.

Really?

Um, I just don't think

I'm up to it.

- Henry...

- I think I'll just stay here.

...are you actually considering

saying no to a six-year-old girl

with actual words coming

out of her little mouth?

Give me a minute.

We'll be in the yard.

Millie?

Dawn?

I got you, Mr. Poole.

Let's get him!

(both laughing)

- Get him, Mommy, get him!

- I got him!

Ahhh!

(Millie laughing)

Oh, gosh.

I surrender.

You win.

I surrender.

# A million tears #

# A million codes #

# 1:
15 #

# No way to go #

# You point your finger #

# To the moon #

# It looks like rain #

# Coming soon #

# I figured all #

# My worst fears #

# Believe in

childlike heroes #

# But I don't want to go #

# That way #

# Surrender hope #

# Again #

# I don't want to go

that way #

# Surrender hope #

# And faith #

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