Ally McBeal (1997–2002): Season 5, Episode 7 - Nine One One - full transcript

Previously on Ally McBeal.

- Anybody seen the Biscuit?
- John Cage?

I got an e-mail from him. It
said feel free to inhabit his hole.

Hi, I'm Reverend Harris. Hi.

This is Malcolm Wyatt. Hi.

He's in dire and immediate
need of an attorney.

Dr. Harris told me that you were
supposed to sing at the prom.

Yeah. Well, I think
that you still should.

I'm not going to the prom alone.

John? You're back!
Indeed. Move along, Richard.

So, where did you go, John? Why
must I account for my absence?



If they can't look up to and
respect you, that leaves me.

So, what's happened?

Get a spare minute
at the end of the day,

we close our eyes and dream
of owning oceanfront property.

What's happened?

It was the most amazing
voice I've ever heard. Right.

No, no, it was, Malcolm.
You... You have a gift.

♪ Someday at Christmas
men won't be boys ♪

♪ Playing with bombs
like kids play with toys ♪

♪ One warm December
our hearts will see ♪

♪ A world where
men are free Yeah ♪

♪ Someday at Christmas
there'll be no wars ♪

♪ When we have learned
what Christmas is for ♪

♪ When we have found
what life's really worth ♪



♪ There'll be peace on earth ♪♪

Hello?

Sir?

You okay?

My wife.

Oh, I'm... very sorry.

Thank you.

Is there anything I can do?

It depends. Are you an
angel? A saint? A prophet?

No. No. No, I'm...
I'm an attorney.

Oh, that figures.

I'm standing here...

asking the Father to deliver me some kind
of heavenly sign, and he sends me a lawyer.

Well, God works in
mysterious ways they say.

What?

Actually, I... could
use an attorney.

Um... I was just fired
by my congregation...

and I might have a case
for wrongful termination.

What was the reason
they gave you for firing you?

They said I could no longer
perform the function of the job.

Oh. Well, because?

I don't believe in God.

♪ I've been down down, down ♪

♪ I've been down this road ♪

♪ Walkin' the line
that's painted by pride ♪

♪ And I have made
mistakes in my life ♪

♪ That I just can't hide ♪

♪ Oh, I believe I am ready ♪

♪ For what love
has to bring Yeah ♪

♪ I got myself together, yeah ♪

♪ Now I'm ready to sing ♪

♪ I've been searching
my soul tonight ♪

♪ I know there's so
much more to life ♪

♪ Now I know I
can shine a light ♪

♪ To find my way back home ♪

♪ Oh ♪
♪ Hoo, hoo ♪

♪ Baby, yeah ♪

♪ Hoo, hoo ♪
♪ Oh, yeah ♪♪

♪ Jingle bells, jingle bells ♪

♪ Jingle all the way ♪

♪ Oh, what fun it is to ride ♪

♪ In a one-horse open sleigh ♪

♪ Hey, hey, yeah Ooh ♪♪

Wait. Wait a second. You took
this guy's case? He's clergy.

Well, not all religions
believe in God.

There are some sects
that don't, all right?

And what's his? Methodist.

So, it's a tough sell. I admit
that. But that doesn't mean that...

How can a minister
not believe in God?

Well, his wife was killed.

Look, I'll just, uh... I'll try to
settle it or make it go away.

You know, he just seemed like he
needed some help, and I couldn't say no.

Could you just allow this for
me, please? I don't ask for much.

- I don't!
- Yeah. Uh...

Let's see, uh, Hooley versus the
town of Jackman, Massachusetts.

- It's mine.
- Uh, what's it about?

- I don't know.
- You... - You don't know?

No, I am meeting the client at 10:00,
youngster, and I will know about it then.

Let's just move along here.

Lastly, speaking of sexual

harassment, we need
you all to sign waivers.

Our office Christmas
party's, uh, Wednesday night.

Jenny, you can bring
your mother if you'd like.

I'm not comfortable with
you "dogging" my mother.

Where's your yuletide spirit? Deck the
halls, 'tis the season to get your jolly.

You know, I'm tired of pulling
the religious sled here, uh, people.

What's that song, uh,
uh, "Wattle" Wonderland?

- Winter.
- Yeah. Whatever. Bygones.

Uh, party Wednesday.
Parents welcome. Adjourned.

He canceled
Christmas? Basically.

The, uh... The midnight parade,
the decorations on the streets.

They're not doing any of it.
And did the mayor say why?

Just that the town is in a real recession
and he thinks it would be irresponsible...

to expend tax dollars
on nonessential...

Oh, but the... This is Jackman.

I go there to buy all my ornaments
even. They have a Santa's Village.

That's partly the reason.
The manufacturing

plant, and the village,
burned down in a fire.

It was our town industry. So
because it's Christmas, the mayor...

But the kids are
all heartbroken.

Can't you have a
parade on your own? No.

We can't get the permit.

Ms. McBeal, the board
adores your client.

We'd like him to continue being
the minister. Everyone loves him.

You know that, Harrison. And a
minister isn't allowed to question God?

Of course he is. But you're standing up
there and saying you don't believe in him.

It takes a little pep
out of the hymns.

Actually, what I said to
the congregation was...

that God no longer
believes in us.

Or if he does, he
simply no longer cares.

How can we have our
minister saying that?

Of all the ridiculous motions
to be bringing before me.

That's not a productive start,
Your Honor, and I object to the tenor.

You can't sue a mayor
for canceling a parade.

This isn't just a simple
parade. This is about Christmas.

Christmas?

It's an obscure little holiday.
Perhaps you've heard of it.

- Have you heard of contempt?
- I have.

But if you were to actually hold me in
it, how would I know, you grumpy lump?

I apologize. You
hit a holiday nerve.

I've put up with your
nonsense for five years.

All I'm asking, your "curmudgeon-ous,"
is that you just listen to my client.

He paid taxes to
this municipality.

He moved his family there, in part, to
participate in traditional town events.

And now to have this one just
ripped out from under them...

Can you just give
us five minutes?

Is there a root canal
you're running late for?

♪♪

♪ Let's have a rock-and-roll
Christmas just like we used to know ♪

♪ Hoo-hoo, hoo-hoo ♪

♪ A rock-and-roll Christmas
and I'll meet you by the mistletoe ♪

♪ Hoo-hoo, hoo-hoo ♪

♪ Rock around the tree ♪
- ♪ Go, Santa, go, go, go ♪

I don't think you
should do that. Why not?

Well, it's just a little sexual for
a holiday party, don't you think?

Oh, Glenn. To women,
you're a stocking stuffer.

Oh, is that the point? I'm
up here as a stocking stuffer?

It's Christmas. Birth of Christ.
Conception. Sex. Seed. Egg.

You're the ocean, I'm
the sperm whale. Dance.

♪ Let's have a rock-and-roll
Christmas just like we used to know ♪

♪ Hoo ♪

♪ A rock-and-roll Christmas
and I'll meet you by the mistletoe ♪

♪♪

There's no way that I'm gonna be
able to get a court to reinstate you...

if this is how you truly feel.

Is it?

Well, I'm sure in time, I...

You know, I, uh, probably should
have asked you this before, but, uh,

how did your wife die?

She was shot.

A man came to rob her. She fumbled
too long opening her purse, so he shot her.

And you blame God.

Now, you're the expert,

but I believe that the
Lord gave man free will.

Which, given the times,
would seem to be a

flagrant abuse of
discretion, would it not?

You know, as a minister, uh,
you must deal with death a lot.

And-And you have had to comfort
families who have lost loved ones.

And what do you say to them?

I fire off a few sacred
platitudes and, um,

pray that they buy it.

I know that isn't true.

Ms. McBeal, I can't
even help my own son.

He...

What kind of a
minister could I be?

Do you want to tell
me about your son?

He's an amazing kid.

And when he sings...

It always seemed to me that... it
sounded like the voice of God...

to hear music comin' from him.

He doesn't sing anymore.

Is that what this is about... you
not being able to help your son?

♪ Oh, yeah ♪

♪ Jingle bell, jingle
bell jingle bell rock ♪

♪ Jingle bells swing
and jingle bells ring ♪

♪ Dancing and prancing
in Jingle Bell Square ♪

♪ In the frosty air ♪♪

John? I... Hello?

Hello. Is there a particular reason
that you're dressed like an elf?

Yes, Ally. Veteran's Day.

Why would anybody dress like an elf? Have
we all forgotten that Christmas is coming?

Well, bite my head off. Or in the
alternative, why don't you just bite me.

Damn shoe doesn't even fit.

You can't even get a decent
elf shoe. For God's sake!

- What is the matter?
- I'm just a little disappointed
with mankind today.

Did you need something? Yes.

I actually was looking for you
before to talk to my minister client.

He's the one who doesn't
believe in God. Yeah.

Even my elf
underwear is riding up.

John, I'm not really equipped to
deal with somebody who's lost God.

Why not?

I-I don't know. I just...

Well, from what I can tell,

he's mostly devastated
because his son won't sing.

Apparently, the boy can sing really well,
and ever since his mother died, he won't.

Now, any advice? You're
good at these things.

Why don't you
go talk to the son?

♪ Have yourself ♪

♪ A merry little Christmas ♪

♪ Let your heart be light ♪

♪ From now on ♪

♪ Our troubles will be ♪

♪ Out of sight ♪♪

Hi. Um, excuse me. Um,
I'm-I'm looking... Malcolm?

Ally? Well, hey!

Wow!

What are you doin'
here? Well, I came to see...

Oh, my God. What?

Is your dad Harrison Wyatt? Yes.

And he's a minister?
Has something happened?

No. No, no, no. He's my client.

He is? Yeah.

Oh.

Oh, Malcolm, I'm... I'm
so sorry about your mother.

Oh. Oh.

Um, you know, I wish that you would
have... you would have called me, or...

Are you okay? Yeah.

It was rough for a while, but
I'm... I'm really doin' fine now.

Well, your dad
doesn't think you are,

and, uh, I know that
he isn't doing very well.

Why? What's going on?
Well, uh... Can I come in?

Of course.

It's not just a parade.

It's an event the children and
families look forward to for months.

To suddenly cancel it,
it's arbitrary. It's hurtful.

And it's very unfair.

But certainly, Mr. Hooley, there
are other towns with celebrations.

Couldn't you take your
children... It's not the same.

This is our town. You celebrate
the holidays where you live,

not in somebody else's yard.

Well, now, what about the fiscal
well-being of the community?

Jackman's always had big Fourth of
Julys, big Labor Days, big Halloweens.

We do it up. That's,
uh... That's who we are.

You want to cancel
Columbus Day? Okay.

Labor Day, President's
Day weekend.

If the town can't acknowledge
those occasions, so be it.

But Christmas?

No mayor should be able to
cancel Christmas. I'm sorry.

♪ Whoa, yeah ♪

♪ Santa Claus got
stuck in my chimney ♪

♪ Stuck in my chimney
Stuck in my chimney ♪

♪ Santa Claus got
stuck in my chimney ♪

Elaine, this doesn't seem to be
a duet. Oh, it's a duet, trust me.

♪ There he was in the
middle of the chimney ♪

♪ Roly-poly ♪ Testing. Testing.

What's going on?

We're rehearsing for
the Christmas party.

Pick another song. Why?
This one's perfectly suited...

You'll pick another number
or pick another partner.

What happened to
everybody's holiday spirits?

Just keep your grubby,
horny little paws off Glenn.

You know that I didn't even know
that your father was a minister.

And I thought that you sang
in somebody else's church.

Reverend Harris. Yeah, I used
to sing in his choir weekdays.

And you don't sing in
anybody's church now? No.

Is that because
you're not able to?

I don't want to.

And I just can't make it happen.

Do you think
in time it'll just...

I don't know.

I always sang with my
mother when I was little.

To her when I got older.

The truth is, I can't even
listen to music right now, Ally.

You know, Malcolm, you're...
you're so smart and-and...

Well, you know that tragedies
happen to good people.

Yeah, I do.

But my mother...

If you knew her...

If he wanted to take her, okay.

But... tell me why she
had to be shot in the neck,

bleed to death on the sidewalk.

So, you're angry at God.

I'm not really angry at him.

You just don't feel like
talking to him much.

I don't know what
the problem is, John,

but you can't just hang in
here as an upside-down elf.

I'm preparing the mayor's
cross. What's goin' on?

The world seems so desperate.

Oh, that.

You know, Richard,

privately, every Christmas
I rent the elf costume.

I scamper around my house at
night to imbue myself with good tidings.

Gee. Good idea
to do it privately.

Well, it's a little
tradition of mine.

It started years ago when I
went to rent a Santa outfit.

They were sold-out.
Well, as they always are.

Hence, the elf costume.

But this year, the rack...

was filled with Santa
Claus costumes.

Nobody even wants to be Santa
anymore. I mean, how about that?

And still, you chose
to be an elf. That's...

Do you understand
what I'm trying to say?

We've all flatlined.

You see, I don't know how
to respond to that, buddy,

other than, uh, if you leave again because
you're sad, can I redecorate your hole?

I gotta get back to
court. Uh... Uh, you...

Could you have possibly
offered him something more?

You know, I've never
been good with elves.

This party in the bar, it
will, in fact, be a party, right?

Yeah, of course. Why?

'Cause I think we all need one.

Oh.

♪ Joy to the world
The Lord has come ♪

♪ Let earth receive her king ♪

♪ Let every heart
prepare him room ♪

♪ Let heaven and nature sing ♪
♪ Heaven and nature ♪

♪ Let heaven and nature sing ♪
♪ Heaven and nature ♪

♪ Let heaven Let heaven
and nature sing ♪♪

- This is not a year
to celebrate.
- Why not, Mayor Horn?

First of all, people
died in that fire.

Second, we're in
a terrible recession.

We can barely pay
our school teachers.

A big snowstorm, I'm not sure we
can even afford to plow the streets.

So you, in your infinite mayoral
wisdom, decide to cancel the holiday.

I'm not extinguishing
the holiday, sir.

I just refused to authorize
the "wastature" of town funds...

Object to the term "wastature,"
Your Honor. It's not a real word.

- Sustained.
- You're not just withholding
funds here, are you?

You're denying a permit even if
people want to celebrate on their own.

Many people lost
their jobs, Mr. Cage.

We had six firemen
lose their lives in that fire.

This is not the time to be
throwing parades. I'm sorry.

Well, now, that's your opinion.

It's disrespectful for a town to
be celebrating in the streets. Yes!

Given the state of things, a
public party, in my opinion,

is blatant "inappropriatism."

It's a fake word, Your
Honor. Move to strike.

Mr. Mayor, please
use real words, sir.

Look at me, and
let me ask you this.

I missed the question.
Well, I haven't asked it yet.

- Your Honor,
he's tinkering with my rhythm.
- Just ask your question.

What about the people,
sir, who need this holiday?

As a mayor,
Mr. Cage, a politician,

I have to look beyond what
the public needs sometimes,

and consider what they want.

And most of the people in
Jackman do not want this parade.

Most didn't even want us to put
up the Christmas tree in Main Street.

People just aren't in the
mood for Christmas this year.

And what about those who
are? Well, again, I repeat,

out of respect for our economy
and the loss of those lives,

I think we should be
allowed to mourn...

out of common "courtesy-ism."

♪ Elves are working overtime ♪

♪ Making lots of toys ♪

♪ Reindeer hooves
on all the roofs ♪

♪ For good little
girls and boys ♪

Come on. It's
Christmas, damn it.

♪ Big, old cups
of steaming cider ♪

♪ Falling asleep
by a cozy fire ♪

♪ It's the warm and fuzzy ♪

♪ Time of year ♪

♪ It's the warm and
fuzzy time of year ♪♪

And with all due
respect, it isn't normal...

for a Methodist minister to preach to
his congregation that there is no God.

- So I have to question...
- I can't be in crisis? I'm not allowed?

Yes, you can. But so is he.

- Well, then let me
deal with him.
- But you're not.

With all due respect to you, have you
ever had somebody you loved suddenly die?

Yes. As a matter of fact, the
man I loved more than life itself...

laid down in front of
me and died in my arms.

Would you like to see the scars?

If it were just you, Harrison,
telling me to leave you alone here,

I might accept that and go.

But it's not just you. It's him.

So, I hear you're still
coming on to Glenn.

Jenny. They're Christmas songs.

Look, Elaine. When a
guy moves on somebody

else's girl, they usually
settle it with fists.

With women,
they talk things out.

I prefer the guy way.
You're gonna hit me?

Well...

That's a warning.
Excuse me, Jenny.

Don't ever push me.

Oh, but, Elaine, I will.

Oh, Jenny.

- You're mistaken.
- All right!

- John! I'm sorry!
- We're having fistfights
in the office now?

I didn't realize that... Why don't
we all just beat each other up?

'Tis the season, isn't
it? What's going on?

Your girlfriend just punched me!
Yeah, why don't we all just fight, huh?

Is that it?

It isn't that I no
longer believe in God,

nor is it I don't
think he's good.

It's just, uh...

- Just what?
- He's not enough.

I want to lead the congregation.

How can I stand up there and
convince them he's enough?

And I, uh...

I guess I haven't been able
to convince Malcolm, either.

What do you say to that?

I just wish I'd known how
inadequate he was before she died.

I would have been a
little more prepared.

You think so?

You think I was prepared?

You know the thing
that surprises me is...

I mean, you must have gone through
this with hundreds of congregants...

Family deaths... and you know
that eventually they will come out of it.

So why don't you
believe that you will?

Because Suzanne...

You know that
after she was shot,

she was laying
there on the sidewalk,

and she looked up at the man
who just mortally wounded her...

and she asked him to dial 911.

911.

She's looking at the
man who just shot her...

and somehow she sees enough
good in him that she believes...

That was Suzanne.

Yeah.

And you know where I
was caught so unprepared?

It's not that she died,

but how gone she is.

I've been standin' in
that church for 15 years...

preaching the
eternity of our souls.

And I'll tell you, she's gone.

Every day... she's more gone.

I'm sorry, Malcolm.

I'm sorry.

Well, uh,

I must tell you that I reject
everything you just said.

You know, four years ago I met
an eight-year-old boy with cancer.

And he hired me
to sue God, actually.

And Billy.

Now, I do sometimes
see him as a ghost.

And do I know that it's me
summoning him up? In a way, of course.

But I get to talk to him in my mind,
and I get to talk to him in my heart.

And he'll never be gone...

because I'll never let him go.

And it's because your mother's
still here, Malcolm, that you can't sing.

And it's because your mother is
still here that you will sing again.

Well, I don't even know if I
believe it myself. You don't?

Well, I try to, but I... I
certainly need to, but...

I don't know.

The truth is, John, is that it
plays right into my biggest fear...

That when people
are gone, they're gone.

Now, my grandmother
and... Billy.

The idea that-that...
That they're nothingness...

That we all become nothing.

Well, do you believe
that we have souls?

Yes!

Oh, you know, just tell me
something good. Anything.

I just need to hear
something good.

We have souls.

Did they put the parade
back on? Not yet. That's...

Wow, that case has really
gotten to you, hasn't it?

It just so taps into what I
was saying a week ago.

We've all become so deadened.

Now we're canceling
parades. I mean,

where's the hope,
for God's sake?

Are you deadened?

Now, you've seemed
so sad lately, and...

Well, that's what this is,
isn't it? It's not that town.

You've lost Christmas.

Well, I'm behind on my Christmas
shopping. It makes me anxious, that's all.

I haven't lost anything.

♪ One little Christmas tree ♪

♪ Standing alone ♪

♪ Waiting for
someone to come by ♪

♪ One little Christmas tree ♪

♪ That never had grown ♪

♪ Cried as he looked
up to the sky ♪♪

A little late to be puttin' up a
tree, isn't it? Christmas Eve?

Oh, well, yeah.

But I-I guess it's better
than not putting one up at all.

Mm-hmm.

I, uh, just came
from the church.

I got my job back. You did?

Oh. Well, that's,
uh... That's fantastic.

Yeah, I'm doing the midnight service
tonight. Um, at least I'm gonna try.

Well, that... that's great.

Assuming I can come
up with something to say.

Hmm. What do you feel?

What do I feel? Yeah.

Well, I feel, uh...

I feel I need to believe
in what you said.

I need to believe
somehow she's still here.

Otherwise... Otherwise what?

Otherwise, evil wins.

Yeah, well, we
can't let that happen.

Punch anybody lately?

You know, women hit on you
because they think they can.

Sorry? Well, I mean,

they see that you're with me,
and they figure you're "gettable,"

because you're
handsome and I'm...

You're what? Well, I
mean, let's face it, Glenn.

You're prettier than me, and I'm
okay with that most of the time.

But, you know, the
laws of nature require...

beautiful men to be
with beautiful women.

So I just get insecure.

First of all, you're the most beautiful
woman I have ever laid eyes on.

Second, I love you.

You're not just saying that because
you... you think that I need to hear it?

I'm saying it because it's true.

And because Elaine
needs to hear it.

I'm sorry.

I would never hit on somebody
else's boyfriend, Jenny.

I mean, not for real.

Well, that's sure what
it looked like, Elaine.

And that's what it
always looks like with you.

On this occasion, it
was just part of the act.

As for what it
always looks like,

what you have to realize
with me, is my whole life...

is pretty much just an act.

Nobody's saying they
can't celebrate Christmas.

He's denying them a permit to parade.
That's more than just holding back funds.

Look, if families want to hold
celebrations, then of course that's okay.

I'll be dressing up
as Santa in my house.

I'll be sorry to miss that.

But in this town, they have
had a catastrophic year.

Financially, humanly,

it is simply not a time for
rejoicing on the streets.

And to automatically throw a parade
simply because it's a Christmas tradition,

well, to me, that mocks joy.

You don't just check the calendar,
push a button, and start laughing.

That trivializes happiness.

It also ignores
the profound loss.

And the mayor of this town
doesn't believe in doing that.

With all due "respectful-ism"
to the mayor's opinion,

this is no year to be
skipping Christmas.

The people of Jackman, they
have been knocked to the ground.

When that happens, we
get back up. It's who we are.

That factory, Jackman's economy,

was built on hope and optimism.

And it needs to be rebuilt
with those same ingredients.

As to the human loss, as
profound as it very much is,

it is no honor to the fallen...

for the surviving to stay down.

Now, we're not asking for the
right to be out on the streets...

slurping margaritas and
singing "Que Sera, Sera."

We just want to go on.

And sometimes to do that,

it helps to celebrate...

good will toward men,

peace on earth, and joy...

A lot of things Christmas
stands for in this country.

Of course, everybody
hurts for those firefighters.

They are heroes...

and they represent
the best of what we are.

But I think that
instead of going dark,

let's let the lights shine...

in their honor.

Yes, we need schoolbooks.
We need snowplows.

But as a people,

this community has an
emotional need now that they...

That they have never...

Uh...

It's... It's not a year
for skipping Christmas.

♪♪

♪ Oh, the weather outside ♪

♪ Is frightful ♪

♪ But the fire ♪

♪ Is so delightful ♪

♪ And since we've no place ♪

♪ To go ♪

♪ Let it snow Let it snow ♪

♪ Let it snow ♪♪

Ally? Malcolm. Hey.

Hey, thanks for comin' in.

Did you hear my
dad got his job back?

I did. That-That's what I
wanted to talk to you about.

Um...

Well, I-I'm sure that
he went to the board...

and-and said all the
right things, and-and...

I realize that maybe, um,

what I said yesterday
had some effect, but, um...

But what? Well,

I might have gotten him
most of the way back, but...

Well, we both know that
he's not all the way back.

You need to sing.

I'm not sure I can.
You need to try.

For your mother,
for your father, and...

And for you.

That it?

Yeah. That's it.

Ally?

Are you okay?

I'm fine. Fine.

Well, merry Christmas.

You too.

He didn't take very long. Well, I'm
sure he's anxious to get to Whoville.

- I apologize.
- Be seated.

A court has no authority to
order a mayor to throw a parade.

However, withholding the
permit, that seems arbitrary.

If the citizens want
to congregate, march,

rejoice on their own time and dime,
the government shouldn't stop them.

Mayor Horn, this
is, perhaps, a time...

when your citizenry has to
learn to deal without a few things.

But I agree with Mr. Cage. If
there's any year you need Christmas...

- Judgment for the plaintiff.
- Adjourned.

♪♪

♪ Oh, yeah Candles burning low ♪

♪ Lots of mistletoe ♪

♪ Lots of snow and lights ♪

♪ Everywhere we go ♪

♪ Choirs singing carols ♪

♪ Right outside my door ♪

It just kills me I can't
get close to her mother.

Her mother's getting married,
Richard. You're just gonna have to deal.

I can deal with her getting married.
It's the idea she plans to be faithful.

Where's the hope
in that, I ask you?

♪ That's what Christmas
means to me, my love ♪

♪ That's what Christmas means to
me, my love ♪ ♪ Oh, yeah, ha ♪♪

We come here tonight to
celebrate the birth of Christ.

To rejoice in the
spirit of the Lord.

And to celebrate love itself.

Hatred took the life of
a woman I cherished.

And in so many
ways, I felt that the...

soul of humanity
had been murdered.

But then so many
of you proved to me...

as long as humanity
resides in our hearts,

it is truly immortal.

I promised my son...
He's here tonight...

To try to climb back
in the saddle, as well.

He said to me, "Dad, get me
up there quick," while's he's able.

So... my son.

♪♪

♪ Who can say for certain ♪

♪ Maybe you're still here ♪

♪ I feel you all around me ♪

♪ Your memory so clear ♪

♪ Deep in the stillness ♪

♪ I can hear you speak ♪

♪ You're still an inspiration ♪

♪ Can it be ♪

♪ That you are ♪

♪ My forever love ♪

♪ And you are watching over me ♪

♪ From up above ♪

♪ Are you gently sleeping ♪

♪ Here inside my dream ♪

♪ And isn't faith believing ♪

♪ All power can't be seen ♪

♪ As my heart holds you ♪

♪ Just one beat away ♪

♪ I cherish all you gave me ♪

♪ Every day ♪

♪ 'Cause you are my ♪

♪ Forever love ♪

♪ Watching me ♪

♪ From up above ♪

♪ And I believe ♪

♪ That angels breathe ♪

♪ And that love will live on ♪

♪ And never leave ♪

♪ Fly me up ♪

♪ To where you are ♪

♪ Beyond the distant star ♪

♪ I wish upon tonight ♪

♪ To see you smile ♪

♪ If only for a while ♪

♪ To know you're there ♪

♪ A breath away's not far ♪

♪ To where you are ♪

♪ I know you're there ♪

♪ A breath away's not far ♪

♪ To where you are ♪♪

You stinker!