Simon Birch Page #7
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- Year:
- 1998
- 114 min
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I got you.
Now, you. Come on.
Let's go. You're next.
Well, that's it. Come on.
Simon, let's go.
Wait. We're missing one.
Simon!
Joe!
My foot's stuck.
I'm scared.
Hang on.
- Aah!
- Come on. I got ya.
Come on, Stuart.
It's okay.
I got him.
- Where's Simon?
- He's inside. I'll get him.
- No, no! Let me.
- Simon!
Get him. Get him, Joe.
Pull him through the window.
Pull him out, Joe.
- Joe!
- Simon!
- No, no, no, Simon!
Simon!
Let me.
Simon!
Joe!
Simon!
Simon!
Okay, Joe.
Keep his head above the water.
- Get 'em up to the road.
- What about Joe?
We got him. Joe!
Come with me, boys.
Here. Down here.
Here. Hurry!
Come on.
Come here, children.
Come on. Come on.
Come on.
Come on.
Come on, Joe.
Simon.
Don't leave me.
I want to see Simon.
Father Russell,
I'll see you on Sunday.
He's got a visitor.
Simon...
I heard what you did
for those kids.
The whole town's
talking about it.
I just wanted
you to know...
that I think what you did...
was really brave.
And you're a hero,
Simon Birch.
Jesus, Simon,
you look like sh*t.
Hey.
Hey.
Are the kids okay?
Yeah.
They all made it?
Even Stuart.
Did you see how
the children listened to me...
because of the way I looked?
Yeah.
That window
was just my size.
Extra small.
Extra, extra small.
That was
over 200 Mississippi.
Nobody likes a showoff.
Promise me.
Yeah.
- You'll take my baseball cards.
- No.
Take them and share them
with Ben. Please?
Okay. I promise.
Simon?
Yeah.
You're the best friend
I ever had.
I know that, stupid.
- Joe?
- Yeah.
I got to go now.
Okay.
See you later, alligator.
Timber-r-r!
One year good luck.
Winter left its icy chill behind.
And soon it was spring
and summer again.
Grandmother passed away
that June...
following a stroke.
And because Hildie was always
so content to just follow her lead,
she had a stroke of her own
and died in July.
We buried them
side by side.
It's the way
they would have wanted it.
Ben Goodrich legally
adopted me...
just two days
before my 13th birthday.
Not a day goes by that I don't
thank God for bringing him into my life.
With Simon's help,
I'd finally found my real father.
There is a prayer
I say for Simon Birch.
It's the same prayer
that he said at my mother's grave...
in the darkness.
Into paradise...
may the angels lead you.
Dad?
Dad! I'd love to stay here
in the graveyard all day,
but I've got a game, remember?
Okay, Simon.
I'm coming.
You know, I was just thinking
about that.
Last year, you played
in the squirt league, right?
- Yeah. So?
- This year you're a peewee.
So, what do they want you to do,
play soccer or urinate?
Anyway...
I was just thinking.
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