It Could Happen to You Page #6

- as a gold-digging nymphomaniac.

A verdict is expected tonight.

- Has the jury reached a verdict?

- We have, Your Honour.

What say you?

We rule in favour of the plaintiff,

Mrs. Muriel Lang, on all counts.

The court would like to thank

the jury for its service.

Court dismissed.

- About your affair with...

- Shut up about her!

She's down there.

Yvonne!

- Mrs. Lang? Your reaction?

- Justice was done.

Aren't the good deeds

of your husband...

- We're happy, that's all.

- Very happy.

I don't even know where she is.

Look... You'll be a cop again.

It's what you love.

I'll be all right.

I'll be all right.

Is anyone here?

Go away.

- You don't want to be with me.

- What are you talking about?

- I love you.

- Don't you get it?

- I've ruined your life.

- I feel like half of me is missing.

You won $4 million. Do you know

what an amazing gift that is?

And because of me you have nothing.

Because of you, I have you.

Why can't you understand?

If you don't want me, then

I'll walk out that door forever.

But please stop talking about the

money. It means nothing to me.

Do you want me to go?

No.

Never.

Never, never.

You have to excuse me sometimes,

it's just...

Nobody ever loved me before.

- I guess he wants some food.

- Shall we invite him in?

Why not?

We should leave New York.

I mean, we're like freaks here.

I've got a cousin

that lives in Buffalo.

He keeps asking me to visit.

Maybe we can stay there for a while.

I could join the Buffalo force.

I could be a Buffalo waitress.

Tonight, I, Angel Dupree,

photographer for the N. Y. Post, -

- had the chance to study grace and

generosity in dire circumstances.

In their darkest hour, the stalwart

officer and good-hearted waitress -

- shared a bowl of soup with me.

When I left,

the good Samaritan gave me money, -

- wishing it could be more.

- "Mail it to Yvonne's Coffee Shop."

- It's a good idea.

I just want to make one stop.

- Sweetie...

- I'm okay.

- I knew this was a bad idea.

- I just wanted to see it again.

Why is the gate open?

I don't know.

Well, Carol has a key...

The door's stuck.

- What is this?

- It must be a mistake.

- "The Good Samaritan's Fund".

- "Lotto Lovers".

"Yvonne's Coffee Shop."

- It's five dollars.

- Oh, come on!

"There should be more people

like you. Ethel from Staten Island."

Here's a cheque for ten.

This is all for us.

Oh, Charlie!

"You are an example to all of us.

Betty and Phil. The Bronx."

"We hope you have a great future.

The Garcias, Long Island City."

It took them

three days to open all their mail.

When they were done, New York

had given them a $600, 000 tip.

Charlie went back to the force.

Yvonne got her coffee shop back.

Eddie could only get work

driving a cab.

And Muriel...

She married Jack Gross, -

- who took her money

and fled the country.

Muriel lives in the Bronx now

and works in a nail salon.

Charlie, Muriel and Yvonne

all lived in a city -

- where people prayed for miracles.

And sometimes they happened.

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