A private plane carrying
ten passengers and two crewmen
has disappeared
in a mountainous area
miles from Denver, Colorado.
The plane took off
during a thunderstorm.
Rescue parties
are searching the region,
but weather conditions
are making it very difficult.
The names of the passengers
are being withheld
until relatives can be notified.
- In what appears to be-
- No wonder this world's depressed.
I mean, this is the news.
You're supposed to learn something
from the news.
I mean, all they tell you is who d*ed.
Then they wanna interview
the relatives to see how upset they are.
And God forbid they should get footage
on a disaster zone.
They show it times
- and in slow motion.
- We have
- a year-round Santa Claus-
- Let's listen to music.
- Hold on.
- A man dressed as Santa Claus
has been giving out money and toys
to adults and children
in many parts of the city.
The unknown Kringle
claims he is the real Santa Claus
and has decided that one day a year
isn't enough time for giving.
And now the local weather.
Partly cloudy Friday,
mostly clear Saturday-
Well, at least the old kook gave us
some good news.
- It's Harold.
- What's Harold?
That old kook.
- What, do you think you know him?
- I know I know him.
Where do you know him from?
From up there.
- Up there? You mean he's-
- Yeah, he's an angel.
Do me a favour, get on the freeway
and take it to downtown.
That's where we'll find Harold.
- Is he our next assignment?
- No, not really.
It's kind of an a*t*matic
with the boss.
Every time
Harold goes off the deep end
we're supposed to get there
and bail him out.
What did he do wrong?
He's playing Santa Claus.
Mark, we're here to help people
help each other.
It's not just a giveaway programme,
you know?
You'd think Harold
would have learned that by now.
He's done this before, huh?
- For years.
- You're kidding.
Why does the boss let him
get away with it?
Because he likes the guy.
To err is human, you know.
Well, Harold must be quite a guy.
Oh, that he is.
Believe me, that he is.
All right, all right.
Don't push, don't push.
There's plenty for all.
There's plenty for all.
No pushing, brother.
There's plenty of time.
- Come on.
- Here, let the ladies get here.
Take your time. Take your time.
Don't push, don't push.
There'll be plenty for all.
I don't believe it. Good wine, too.
Are you sure? Out of a hydrant?
I'm sure. Taste it.
It is.
- And they put out fires with that stuff?
- Yeah.
- Oh, I gotta get me some.
- All right.
There's plenty for all.
Take your time.
Ladies and gentlemen,
take your time.
Oh, Harold, not again.
Now, relax, good people.
There's plenty for all.
Don't push each other.
- Come in, young lady, get yours here.
- All right, Harold, let's go.
- Jonathan, just a few more minutes.
- No.
- Please?
- No more minutes, come on, let's go.
Harold, you know
how he feels about this.
But what's wrong
with turning a little water into wine?
I mean, it was perfectly acceptable--
That was for an entirely
different reason and you know it.
I want you to turn it off.
Come on, turn it off.
- Hey, it stopped.
- Maybe it's plugged.
Anybody got a plunger?
- It's done.
- All right, let's go.
All right.
Harold, I just can't believe
you'd do that.
I just wanted to see them happy.
Well, that's not the way.
I mean, drinking is part of the problem,
not part of the solution.
Well, what else have they got?
Everybody complains
about their drinking,
but they don't do anything
to give them a reason to stop.
That's what you should be working on.
Getting people to help them.
Well, I'm not good at that sort of thing,
Jonathan. You know that.
Well, that's why we're here
to help you.
- Harold, meet Mark Gordon.
- Hi.
- Are you an angel?
- Far from it.
- Cute, Jonathan.
- Let's go, Harold.
Oh, Harold, come on,
you know that I'm right.
Do you realise there is no angel
in the corps
that's been on probation
as long as you have?
Every time
it looks like you're gonna make it,
you pull a stunt like you did today.
I know. But I just can't help it.
I like to see people happy.
Well, so do I,
but for the right reasons.
You don't understand.
Oh, Harold,
I think I understand very well.
All you're concerned about
is that people like you.
Whether what you do for them
is right or wrong is secondary.
What's wrong
with wanting to be liked?
- Yeah, what's wrong with that?
- Plenty.
Look, suppose you're a parent.
You want your kids to like you.
What do you do?
You just give them everything?
Do you?
No, because it wouldn't
be good for them.
You know, he's got a point there.
But I don't just give them everything.
I give a little something
to people who have nothing.
And the next day, their lives
are just the way they were before.
Harold, you can't change people
by just giving them things.
What they need
is love and understanding.
That's the kind of help they need.
I know you're right.
But I just don't know
how to give those things.
I couldn't when I was alive
and I can't now.
I spent my whole life alone.
I mean, I'd go work at my trade
and then I'd go home, make supper,
go to bed, and then go back to work.
I really never knew anyone.
And then I was dead.
And I don't belong in this job.
Well, the boss must think you do
or you wouldn't still be at it.
Yeah, but I'm always making
such a mess of things.
Look, I've got some assignments
coming up.
Why don't we all
work on them together?
Maybe that way
you'll sort of get the hang of it.
You know, you may be right.
I'm beginning to feel better already.
When do we start?
First thing tomorrow morning.
And no Santa Claus suit, okay?
Okay.
Okay, here's the address.
This isn't a tough one, you won't
have any trouble, don't worry.
I don't know, Jon. I've never worked
an assignment alone before.
Come on, you're ready for it.
I gotta keep an eye on Harold and this
ought to be taken care of right away.
This Mrs. Caldy is an old lady.
She's feeling a little depressed.
Go on over there, see what's wrong,
see if there's anything you can do.
- Sure I can handle it?
- Hey, I guarantee it.
I gotta stay with Harold, make sure
he stays on the straight and narrow.
I think he understands after
the talk you gave him last night.
- Really?
- Oh, yeah.
Yeah? Take a look.
Hold it, Harold.
What's with the outfit?
Well, you know.
No, I don't know.
What's with the outfit?
Kids like clowns. It's just that...
Harold, you remember last night?
Yeah. I remember.
I just don't think
people are gonna like me if--
Harold.
No Santa, no clown.
Just Harold.
Okay, okay.
See what I mean?
Yeah, I see what you mean.
Hello.
- Mrs. Caldy?
- Yes.
- Have you come about my Sadie?
- Sadie?
Yes, my dog.
I put a poster in the market,
on the bulletin board.
Oh, I see.
You haven't come about Sadie,
have you?
Well, yes. As a matter of fact I have.
You've found her?
No, no. I saw your poster and
I just wondered if I might help look.
Oh, my. Oh, my.
I'm sorry, ma'am,
did I say something to upset you?
Oh, no, no you didn't.
It's just that you're being so kind.
I--I--
Oh, please, do come in.
Thank you.
- What's your name, young man?
- Mark Gordon.
Well, let me tell you,
there aren't many people
that would worry
about an old lady's dog.
It's my pleasure.
Do you have a picture of her?
Everywhere you look.
On the walls, the tables.
She's a P.M., as you can see.
- P.M.?
- Yes, pure mutt.
Smart as a whip, though.
Can't understand
how she disappeared.
I keep praying it wasn't a coyote
or something like that.
I have awful dreams about that.
How long has she been missing?
Three weeks tomorrow.
I didn't realise how much that dog
meant to me until she was gone.
Oh, I knew I loved her.
But you just never realise
until something like this happens.
Yeah, I know.
Listen, if I could have
one of these pictures,
you know, I could have
some copies made
and spread them around.
Oh, certainly.
Did she have a collar on?
No.
I took it off to bathe her.
That's why I feel it was my fault.
Come on, it's nobody's fault.
Now, the important thing
is that you don't give up hope.
You keep trying.
Yes.
I know.
God bless you.
Thank you. I'll be in touch.
You know,
if I still had my clown suit on,
I'd be making those children
laugh now.
I'd make them laugh,
I'd make toys out of balloons
and give them surprises.
Harold,
we've got some important work to do.
What is it?
Stop somebody from making
the biggest mistake of their life.
What kind of mistake?
Selling stolen goods.
Oh, my.
Hey, Harold.
Come on, let's go.
Oh, yes.
Yes.
I'll give you a hundred bucks
for the bracelet
and ten dollars for the radio.
It must be worth more than that.
You don't know what they're worth.
That's why you take what I give you
or you go somewhere else.
What about the stamps?
Hey, darling, I don't know from stamps
except to mail a letter.
They're worth nothing to me.
One-ten and that's it.
Please, señor, I--
I have a chance
to bring my children here.
I have not seen them in three years.
I have to have $ .
Well, work more or steal more,
because you're short.
You think on it.
- What can I do for you?
- I'm just looking around.
That's cool.
Perhaps you could help me.
What do you need?
- I'm a philatelist.
- A what?
A stamp collector and broker.
Do you have anything?
Hold on, let me look.
Let me see this book, Momma.
You keep thinking now.
Don't do it, Rosa.
You have respect where you work.
I know things have been hard,
but this isn't the way.
Who are you?
I'm a friend.
Please, don't tell.
I promise I'll put these things back.
I didn't mean to--
I know.
It's all right, I know.
Nothing, huh?
On the contrary.
They're quite valuable.
Come on. Like what?
I'll pay you $ .
No kidding?
This book's worth $ ?
No. This stamp is.
And this one, . Maybe four.
Hold on a second.
Momma, I've had a change of heart.
I'll give you $ for the lot.
Bracelet, radio, stamp book.
I'm sorry, I cannot.
Hold on now.
Lookit,
I'll give you $ just for the stamps.
Five hundred dollars?
Right.
- All right, okay.
- I'll get your money.
You keep looking, sir.
I'll be right with you.
All right, Harold, what's going on?
- Nothing.
- Don't give me that.
I saw you talking to the crook
about the stamps.
I merely said
that I was interested in them.
What did you say to him, Harold?
That they were worth a lot of money.
But they're not.
Jonathan, that poor woman
wouldn't be selling stolen goods
if crooks like Marvin didn't buy them.
She's desperate, he's not.
I just talked that woman out of making
the biggest mistake of her life
and you turned the whole thing
around.
- Jonathan, you're wrong, I--
- Out.
- Jonathan--
- Out.
Okay, , , , and .
Rosa, don't do it.
It's not too late.
You can give the money back.
It's all right.
The stamps, they were my father's.
I never thought
they were worth anything.
Tonight I will thank my father
in my prayers.
He bring my children to me.
Hey, where's that other dude
who was in here?
I don't know.
Wasn't he with you?
I never saw him before in my life.
Where are they going?
Vivisection.
They can't keep them
in the shelter forever.
At least this way,
they help others.
The rest of the ones inside
get the gas.
But why?
Because people don't care,
that's why.
Most of the dogs in there got dumped
because people got tired of them.
All right, let's go, Charlie.
You're still angry?
No, I'm not angry.
Look, I'm not saying what you did
was right,
but it wasn't so wrong, either.
- Then I did okay?
- Yeah. Yeah, you did okay.
Come on, let's see how Mark's doing.
Oh, I almost forgot something.
I'll be right back.
Well, he's doing better.
He's bending the rules a little bit,
but he's not breaking them.
I think if he sticks with me
for a while--
How did you get that cage open?
It just opened. I'm sorry.
Sorry. What's the use?
How did you get the cage open,
Harold?
- How?
- You know how. I couldn't help it.
Look, Harold, I know how you feel,
I feel the same way.
But we gotta get the people to change.
We have to get them to care.
You can't go around
just letting all the dogs run loose.
They'll starve to death.
You know I'm right.
I know.
That's the trouble. I know what's right,
it just doesn't seem right.
If you could have seen their faces
when I opened that cage, they--
They liked you.
They maybe even loved me.
- Let's go see how Mark's doing, okay?
- Okay.
Mark.
- How's it going?
- Not too good.
The old lady lost her dog, it ran off.
I spent the day putting up posters,
but, you know, it's been three weeks.
I don't think there's much hope.
Mr. Gordon.
Have you found out anything
about my Sadie?
No, I didn't, but you never know.
Oh, these are my friends,
Harold and Jonathan.
- How do you do?
- How are you?
Listen, I put pictures up everywhere.
Anybody in this area sees your dog,
you're gonna know about it.
Oh, thank you.
I don't think I'll ever see her again.
But it meant a lot to me
to know that somebody cares.
Remember what I said
about not giving up hope.
Yes, I know.
But I've prayed every minute
since she disappeared.
If God had wanted it to be,
it would have happened by now.
Maybe he's too busy
to worry about an old woman's dog.
Those are the dogs from the pound.
- I thought you were downtown.
- We were.
That's miles from here.
I mean, you talk about a miracle.
A miracle for her dog, maybe.
What about the other seven dogs?
Speaking for the dogs,
I'd just as soon take my chances.
Oh, you're a big help, you know that?
You're really a big help.
Oh, those dogs
are gonna love it there.
I mean, is that a sweet lady,
taking them all in?
- What's the next assignment?
- I don't know yet.
Whatever it is,
we're gonna go about it the right way.
No more breaking the rules.
Is that understood, Harold?
Anything you say, Jonathan.
First and ten.
Wilson is back. Lots of time.
Tries to get it from Marcus Allen and
almost intercepting was Gary Green.
It is incomplete.
Let's take a look at the replay.
Now, you can see here
Allen slips out of the backfield.
Wilson's looking for the open man.
The defence though
has them covered-
Oh, come on, I can't stand it.
- Now, there. He forces himself--
- Is that your favourite team?
Favourite? It's the only team.
They used to be in Oakland.
- God, let them score.
- I'm not sure that timeout
was a good call.
The incomplete pass--
Look, Harold, I know it's not right
to interfere with a game like this,
- but do you think you could--?
- Mark.
Do you think you could
make this picture come in clearer?
- You weren't gonna say that.
- Yes, I was.
- Listen, I swear to-
- You swear to what?
This has been
a hard-hitting football game.
To the hair on my chinny chin chin.
Oh, come on, Jonathan.
Don't give me that,
"Oh, come on, Jonathan."
I can't believe
you'd try something like that.
- Because you're not from Oakland.
- Take a look at that.
Right here you can see
had Wilson in his grasp and lost him.
He's running for the sidelines.
He spots Allen down the middle.
Lays it in, perfect.
And the great running back
does the rest.
All right, Harold, all right.
All right, Harold, that's it.
I'm telling you, that's it.
Jonathan,
I had nothing to do with that.
I thought you knew me
better than that.
- Oh, really?
- Yes, really.
I'm from Philadelphia.
Hey, Harold,
I want you to stay out here.
- But I thought that we were--
- I know what you thought.
I gotta be honest with you, Harold.
I just can't trust you on this one.
I see.
Maybe with the next one, all right?
Look, Harold,
he didn't mean anything by that.
That's all right, Mark.
He's right, you know?
I probably would just have made
a mess of things anyway.
Reverend Blake?
Yes?
I'm Reverend Smith.
You've wasted a trip down here,
Reverend. My decision is final.
But, why?
Why do you wanna leave the church?
You're a strong influence here.
- People need you.
- No, they don't.
They need miracles.
And I can't supply those.
Why would they send you down here
in the first place to talk to me?
I don't know what you mean.
I'm sure you don't.
I'm sure you don't know what it's like
down here.
I buried a -year-old boy today.
sh*t and k*lled on a street corner.
I knew that boy.
He came to church every Sunday
with his mama.
He stands on a corner with others
and out of all of them, he's k*lled.
Why? Can you answer me that?
No, I can't.
Well, I can't either.
Oh, he's not the first boy
I've buried here.
But he will be my last.
But things can change.
It takes men like you
to help make those changes.
It takes men like you.
Men who still believe.
Because I don't believe anymore,
Reverend.
I've seen too much.
Too much pain, too much k*lling.
You know what it's like
to stand up in front of a congregation
and preach the word of the Lord
and all the time you don't believe?
We all have our faith tested,
you know that.
Well, I can't pass the test anymore.
And I don't need some white man
come down here from uptown
to pat me on my head
and say, "Believe,"
just because I'm a reverend.
I'm just a person.
I got fears.
I've got anger, I've got frustrations.
I'm not some miracle worker
on television.
I'm just a minister.
Who has to watch young boys die
day in and day out.
And you know why they die?
Because they don't give a damn
about living.
Well, then help them
to give a damn.
Without people like you,
nothing's gonna change.
I've been here years.
Nothing has changed.
Go on back where you come from,
Reverend.
You don't belong down here.
Oh, yes, I do, Reverend.
Believe me, I do.
Reverend.
I've been sitting here praying to God
that he'd show me a way.
That he'd give me a sign.
Something.
Don't stop praying, Reverend.
- What's the matter?
- Oh, nothing.
Everything.
I got a good man in there who's
been pushed to the breaking point
and there's not a thing
I can do about it.
Why?
Because I can't give him his faith back,
that's why.
Can't you use a little stuff?
I can only do what he lets me do.
Besides, faith isn't tricks or gimmicks.
It's what's inside.
You're not giving up on him,
are you?
No, I'm not giving up.
I just wish I had some help
on this one.
Where's Harold?
He's over there with the kids.
Feeling kind of bad.
He's not the only one.
Hey, Harold. Come on, let's go.
I'll be right there.
- Well, is that it?
- We want one.
- Where's your money?
- We don't have any.
Well, then you can't have any.
We'll have it tomorrow.
We're bringing in some cans.
Well, then get me tomorrow.
- Everybody's got one except for us.
- Yeah.
One more time.
They're good boys.
Hey, young fellas.
Look over there.
Let's go.
Hey. Hey, you kids.
My God.
I never saw the boy.
I never saw him.
Get an ambulance.
- Dr. Davis?
- Yes.
The little Blake boy.
Is there any change?
No. I'm sorry.
Dr. St. Gille,
please call the recovery room.
Dr. Jerome St. Gille,
call the recovery room.
I know, it's all my fault.
- I didn't say that.
- You didn't have to.
It is my fault.
Harold, what happened to that boy
was an accident.
But I caused it.
Jonathan, I don't wanna be an angel,
I don't deserve to be.
- He thinks you do.
- Then he's wrong.
Oh, come on, Harold.
You don't mean that.
Yes, I do.
I've asked him a thousand times
to let me go.
I always knew that someday,
something like this would happen.
Why didn't he listen to me? Why?
I don't know.
What I do know
is you can't question him.
- Why? Because he's God?
- Yes.
Well, God's not responsible
for that boy lying in there. I am.
But if he had listened to me
in the first place,
it wouldn't have happened.
Well, it's not gonna happen again.
Harold, wait.
Where are you going?
To his house.
I know now what I have to do
to stop this.
Goodbye, Jonathan.
Dr. Campbell, please call the OR.
Dr. Mervin Campbell, call the OR.
- What's he gonna do?
- I'm not sure.
I'll be back.
I've spoken to you a lot of times.
Maybe you heard me,
maybe you didn't.
But you're going to hear me
this time.
You know,
you're up there
where everything is just dandy.
Well, it's not that way down here.
I see things day in and day out.
Things that make me sick inside.
Old people nobody cares about.
People lying in alleys and doorways.
Children dying of disease
because the money to find a cure
is being spent on making weapons
to k*ll other children.
And that's wrong.
And what happened today is wrong.
And you let it happen.
When I was alive,
I used to hear people say:
"If there was a God,
he wouldn't let this happen."
Well, I know now that there is a God
and still it happens.
Why? Why does it happen?
And don't give me
that don't-question business.
I've been working at this
for years now.
Maybe I've made a lot of mistakes,
but I try.
And I have a right to know.
You're God.
People need you down here.
God, where are you?
Where are you?
Where are the people?
Jonathan,
leave me alone with him, please.
- Not until you answer my question.
- What question?
Where are the people?
I mean, all I've heard you ask was,
"What's God been doing lately?"
What about his people?
What about his children?
What, are they supposed to
just sit back
and wait for God
to take care of everything?
Why not? He's God.
If I was God, I would.
You hear me? I would.
And you're wrong.
And I don't love you anymore.
And I don't want a place
in your heaven. I don't.
I don't.
Jonathan.
Why can't he let me go?
I've k*lled that boy.
Why can't he let me go?
Oh, God.
Forgive me.
I didn't mean all those things.
I just wanna be let go.
Why did you come to this church,
Harold?
Of all the churches, why this one?
I don't know.
I just did.
You were here today.
That's right.
I came to talk to a man
who lost his faith, his strength.
He's the father of that boy.
That's right.
He's at his bedside right now.
He's trying to go through it alone,
Harold.
And he's afraid.
He needs help.
Help him, Harold. Go to him.
But he's your assignment.
You said so.
Not anymore.
It's your assignment now.
I don't want it.
I don't want you to give it to me.
I didn't give it to you, Harold.
I didn't give it to you.
Jonathan, I'm afraid.
Join the club.
Doctor, I didn't hear you come in.
I didn't want to disturb you.
I thought you might be in prayer.
No, doctor.
Prayer isn't what my son needs.
Surprise you, hearing me say that?
- Why, because you're a minister?
- Yes.
No, it doesn't surprise me.
Things happen to all of us
in our lives that test our faith.
A minister, after all,
is still only human.
You sound religious, doctor.
I am.
Yeah, well, that surprises me.
After all you've seen.
It's for that very reason
I am religious.
I have seen miracles.
Don't give me that
God stuff today, doctor.
My son is lying half-dead
in that bed,
and my wife's in the next room sedated
so she can't cry out in agony anymore,
and you're telling me about God?
I don't have to tell you about God.
You've felt him before in your life.
That was a long time ago.
If you felt him once,
you can feel him again.
Would it hurt to pray for your son?
I can't.
You don't understand.
I don't believe anymore.
I want to, but I don't.
Then tell him that.
Be honest with him.
What more could he ask?
I can't.
- Why?
- Because I'm afraid.
As a friend of mine once said,
join the club.
I...
I'm afraid to speak with you
because
I feel what happened to my boy
is my fault, because I denounced you.
I only ask that you give him a chance.
He's a wonderful boy,
filled with love and kindness.
The world needs children like him.
Please.
Father, please don't take him from us.
Please.
Doctor.
Doctor.
- Doctor.
- What's wrong?
My boy's awake.
He's all right. I think he's all right.
Nurse, nurse, get my wife, please.
I would have liked to have seen
old Harold one more time.
Yeah, me too.
He must have got
his prayer answered.
Well, it's about time.
Two hundred years is a long stretch
to be working at the same job.
Yeah.
Hey, speaking of time--
- Oh, nuts, it's already on.
- What?
The lottery.
They spin the wheel today.
I want to see if anybody wins
that three million bucks.
Gambling. Come on, do you think
the boss approves of that?
Come on, Jonathan.
These are people, they're human.
Around it goes.
There it is.
Around and it looks like $ , --
No, wait it jumped right. Yes.
Three million dollars.
Congratulations, Harold, you're
the big winner in the state lottery.
Wow, what a lucky guy.
I mean, three million bucks.
Harold, what are you gonna do
now that you're a millionaire?
I'm going to give it away
to people who need it.
You're gonna give some of it
to charity?
No, I'm going to give all of it.
All of it?
Why would you do that?
Because
I like to make people happy.
I like them to like me.