Touched by an Angel (1994–2003): Season 7, Episode 10 - An Angel on My Tree - full transcript

Ho, ho, ho.

Smile for the camera.

Very good. Okay.

Merry Christmas.

Come right up here.

Number 19?

What is this?

This is silver snowflake paper;
I asked for "peace on earth."

I'm sorry, ma'am, I'll have
it rewrapped right away.

No, never mind.

This is supposed to be
the most wonderful time



of the year, Tess, yet
everyone seems so angry.

Yes, they are, baby.

And the bad news is
there's still three weeks left

for shopping before Christmas.

I tell you, it's a long way

from that little
stable in Bethlehem

to Xmas wrap.

Okay, you guys,

here are some quarters
for the video games.

I'm gonna be right here.

Cody, I want you to keep an
eye on Travis and Cassie for me.

Will you, baby?

Cody?

Okay, Mom.



We'll be fine, Mom.

You're welcome.

Come on, Cody.

Excuse me, uh, may I
speak with a manager?

Be back in five minutes.

Uh, do-do you know if
there's any openings left?

Because I'm-I'm pretty
creative with, uh, wrapping...

Aren't you Joe Benson's wife?

Yeah, thought I recognized you.

Hey, I don't want any trouble.

You got a lot of guts even
showing your face in this town.

Has everyone forgotten
the spirit of Christmas, Tess?

Well, some people
have forgotten, baby,

but some people just plain
old don't care about it anymore.

They get so caught up in
buying and wrapping presents

that they miss
the real gifts of life.

Is Cody one of those gifts?

Yes.

But if we don't do
our job this Christmas,

he might be a gift
that never gets opened.

♪ When you walk ♪

♪ Down the road ♪

♪ Heavy burden ♪

♪ Heavy load ♪

♪ I will rise ♪

♪ And I will walk with you ♪

♪ I'll walk with you ♪

♪ Till the sun
don't even shine ♪

♪ Walk with you ♪

♪ Every time, I tell you ♪

♪ I'll walk with you ♪

♪ Walk with you ♪

♪ Believe me, I'll
walk with you. ♪

Hello, baby.

- Are you the manager?
- Yes, I am.

I'm not qualified for much.

And I know it's only
temporary, and...

I've just been having a
really hard time finding work.

I've got my three
kids over there.

Uh, do you know how to do this?

Uh, yeah.

Do you, um...

know which side
of this is sticky?

Yes.

You're hired.

What?

That... that's it?

Oh, ma'am, you don't know

how much this means to me.

You're welcome.

My name is Tess.

Now, you'll work
from 12:00 till 9:00,

and the pay starts
at $7.25 an hour.

But those children of yours

are gonna need
babysitting while you're here.

So I'll have to start
you off at $8.25 an hour.

$8.25?

Eight...

Okay, you... I don't
know what to say.

Well, start by saying your name.

I'm Kathy. It's Kathy.

I'm Kathy Benson.

Well, Kathy Benson, you
start wrapping tomorrow.

-Hello Are you
the new babysitter?

Yes, I am.

Oh, hi. Come on in.

I'm Cassie. This is Molly.

Oh, hello, Molly.

I'm Monica. Nice to meet you.

Hi, Monica. I'm Kathy.

Thanks for coming
on such short notice.

I'm happy to.

You've met Travis and Cassie.

And Cody. Cody?

- Yeah?
- Why don't you come out here for a sec.

Cody, this is Monica.
She's the new sitter.

Whatever.

Is there anything else
that you need to tell me?

Yeah, well, Cody...

You know what? He'll be fine.

He'll pretty much
stay in his room

and watch TV the whole time.

Shouldn't be a problem.

We'll talk about
it later tonight.

- I'm sure we'll be fine.
- Yeah.

Uh, Travis, I want
you to help Monica

with Cody, will you?

Don't worry, I will.

Hey, you be good.

We'll be fine, Mom.

- I love you, Mommy.
- Okay. I love you, too.

- Bye, Mom.
- Bye, guys.

Bye.

How do you like our tree?

- Oh, it's beautiful.
- I thought it was time

to put some Christmas
back in Xmas.

What are those angel ornaments?

Well, this is a
Project Angel Tree.

And each one of these
ornaments has the name of a child

whose mother or
father is in prison

and doesn't have any money
to buy them a Christmas gift.

And Good Samaritans
volunteer to buy the gifts.

And then, on Christmas
Eve, the gifts are delivered.

And each little boy
and girl will have

a gift from Mommy and Daddy.

My husband Joe is in
the Idaho men's prison.

Oh, I know that.

You do?

And you hired me?

I'm a gift wrapper, not a judge.

I wonder if Joe knows
about Project Angel Tree.

Oh, I'm sure
he'll hear about it.

If you think you got what
it takes to do something

- about it, you bring it on.
- I'll bring it on!

All right, okay, okay.

Very, very good.

Very, very realistic.

Almost felt like you weren't
role-playing there for a while.

Okay, so what could
these guys have done

to keep the situation
from getting out of hand?

Joe.

I wouldn't know.

Why don't you ask
somebody who's got a problem.

Here we go again.

Maybe you can't
manage your anger.

I don't belong here.

- Ooh.
- Ooh.

"I don't belong here!"

Okay, guys. Okay.

Joe, with all due
respect, if that were true,

you wouldn't be in the class.

All right, guys, now
some of you have not

filled out your Project
Angel Tree forms yet.

There you go.

Here you go. Good job.

Here you go. Here you are.

Aren't you gonna
sign your kids up?

I don't need some strangers
buying my kids presents.

You got to take the miracles
where you can find them.

I'll pass.

I can't find anything
to keep him warm.

Oh, it's so cold tonight.

I think the shepherd...

I wish we could have a party
like they had in Bethlehem.

With angels and kings and
animals and presents and stuff.

Yeah, but no sheep.

They stink.

I was at a party like that once.

It was a lot of fun.

T-Travis...

Travis, call M... call
Mom right now, okay?

Call M... Mom right now, okay?

Right now!

Cody! Cody?

Cody, what's wrong?

Get out.

Okay? Just get out!

Around! All I did was like that!

What's the matter, Cody?

My... my, uh... my-my medicine.

Well, where is your medicine?

I, uh... I, um, ran out, so...

Can you please just
call my-my mom?

Well, it's 9:00; I'm sure she's
already on her way home.

What can I do to
help in the meantime?

No, no... no, there's nothing,

nothing you can do, just...

Just leave me alone, okay?

It's all right, Cody.

You have Tourette's
syndrome, don't you?

Yeah, Sherlock.

What was your first clue, huh?

I just want you to know it's
not something I'm frightened of.

And I'm happy to stay here with
you until your mother gets home.

Y-You don't have to.

I know.

But I'd like to.

We can just talk.

Are you looking
forward to Christmas?

No, no, I, uh...

I hate... I hate Christmas.

The city council on Monday.

In other news, we remember
a shocking, senseless attack

that left 17-year-old
Matt McHale dead.

For his role in the
Christmas Eve killing,

former grocery store manager
Joe Benson is serving five years

for manslaughter in
the Idaho men's prison.

Sally McHale, the victim's
mother, returned to the scene

of the crime in Fort Lang
today to announce a scholarship

in her son's name.

My son had been dreaming
of playing college football

ever since he was
in seventh grade,

but Joe Benson
took away that dream.

I don't think this... Cody?

Just... just go away, okay?

Please, I don't
want to talk to you.

Cody, please.

No, just get out!

Please.

I'm so sorry, Monica.

I never expected it
to get out of control.

Is he finally asleep?

I thought he had enough
pills for the next couple of days.

I have to get him through
next week without them.

The insurance company won't
cover any more this month.

Well, I'm here to help.

Oh, thanks.

Medicine's not a
cure or anything.

It just controls the symptoms.

He didn't even
take them for years.

He'd have little bouts, but
that was just who he was,

and now he takes them every day.

He won't leave the
house without them.

And he's just... he's not
the Cody he used to be.

He just sits there
staring like a zombie.

Do you think he
takes it more often now

because of what
happened last Christmas?

Cody was there.

He won't talk about
it with anybody.

And you, who do you talk to?

What about your feelings
and your questions?

Oh, Monica.

I can't ask them.

It has been such a nightmare.

I keep...

Oh, I keep hoping one of
these days I'm gonna go to sleep

and I'll wake up and J-Joe
won't have killed that boy.

Things would just be back

the way they used
to be, you know.

Oh.

You know what?

Joe is a good man.

I'm sure that he is.

He has never laid a
hand on me or my kids.

Never once.

Even when he was really upset.

Oh, you know what?

He-he punched a
hole in the wall once.

That was just so he
wouldn't hurt anybody.

So he has a bit of a temper.

No, not really.

He's just one of those
guys who blows up,

it blows over,
everything's fine.

Except there wasn't
a wall to hit that night.

And now a boy's dead,

and Joe and Cody
haven't spoken in a... year.

They used to be so close.

Man, Cody used
to worship his dad.

You know, when
Cody was little...

his-his dad, Joe,

was the only one who
could calm his tics down.

Oh, this is just not the
way it's supposed to be.

All right, Benson.

Visiting hour.

Hey, Joe.

You looking forward
to seeing your family?

- Why wouldn't I?
- I don't know.

What is it with you?

Hmm? Why are you
always trying to bait me?

I'm not trying to bait you, Joe.

I'm saying hello.

Wait.

I've been thinking, um...

Is it too late to get into
this Angel Tree thing?

No.

I was hoping you'd ask.

Hey, guys.

- Dad!
- Daddy!

Hey.

Oh, missed you guys.

Hello, beautiful.

Hey, cowboy.

Cody didn't want to come again?

No, he wanted to
stay with the sitter.

Prisoners must be
seated at all times.

Hey, guys, let's all
have a seat, huh?

Hey, listen, guys,

um, I need to ask you something.

If you could have one thing

for Christmas, uh,
what would it be?

We don't need anything, Dad.

Yeah.

Want you to pick something
that you really want.

Well, there is one thing.

Some of the kids at school
are really into baseball,

and I was wondering,
if I got a new mitt,

then when you get out of here,

I could sign up for baseball
and you could be my coach.

What about you,
huh, sweetie pie?

Well, I think Molly
needs a new dress.

Understand that?

Take that rope and
get up on top of that box

- and tie it to that handle up there.
- Come in.

Just came to say hi.

Good.

Now you can say bye.

Did you know that
Abbott and Costello

are in the Baseball
Hall of Fame?

For their, uh, "Who's
on First?" routine.

Right.

Well, how'd you know that?

I happen to be a big
Abbott and Costello fan.

Prove it.

Okay.

I say, Who's on first,

What's on second, I
Don't Know's on third.

Well, are you the manager
of the baseball team?

Yes.

- Then who's on first?
- Yes.

- I mean the fella's name.
- Who.

The first baseman!

That's the man's name.

- That's who's name?
- Yes.

Yes.

Wow.

It's, uh, it's pretty cool.

Listen, um,

I haven't seen Cody
for almost a year.

How am I supposed to know
what to get him for Christmas?

You signed the other
two kids up for this.

You got to do the same for Cody.

Just think about it, honey.

You'll come up with something.

Hey, guys, come on. Let's go.

Come on, dude.

See you later.

Love you, Dad.

Love you, too, son.

Everybody just,
you know, they think

that "Who's on First?"
is, like, the best routine,

but, you know, I think that
what they did in that, uh,

Frankenstein movie, that
just totally rocked, you know?

I'm... I'm sorry.

Uh, does that bother you?

Mm-mm.

Does that bother you?

You have a lovely laugh, Cody.

Thanks.

I, uh, I like
laughing, you know.

I like making people
laugh even more, but...

All the kids at
school, you know,

they used to laugh at my jokes.

That's why I want
to be a comedian.

You know, so when
they laugh at me,

they're laughing at
my-my jokes, not my tics.

That's a wonderful dream.

I know that you don't
like Christmas anymore,

but do you think you
could give me a hand

with a wee surprise
for your family?

I guess so.

Usually, you know, we
don't get a tree this early.

Normally wait till,
like, Christmas Eve

when they're only,
like, five bucks.

Would you like to put the
angel on the top of the tree?

Uh, no.

Um...

Uh, you do it.

What's wrong, Cody?

Nothing.

Uh... I-p just... I-I
just don't want to.

What is it like when
you feel a tic coming on?

It's-it's like, um,
like-like sneezing.

You know, you
just, you just have to.

Or-or an itch.

You know, you
just got to scratch it.

It-it gets worse.

You know, and people,
when they stare at me,

you know, it
gets... it gets worse.

That's why I take
the medicine now.

Can I let you in on a secret?

Yeah.

I like this Cody.

Whoa!

Yippee, a Christmas tree!

Monica, you shouldn't
have done this.

Well, I can't
take all the credit.

I had a very talented assistant.

Cody, it is beautiful!

Oh, baby.

Thanks, Mom.

Cody, guess what.

Daddy's getting us
Christmas presents.

No, he's not.

He's in prison.

He is, too.

He said so himself.

You guys, why don't
you go get ready for bed.

Yeah, let's go.

Mom, did you, uh,

did you get my
prescription today?

Oh, yeah.

You feeling like you need them?

No, uh... No, I-I
guess-guess not.

Okay, great.

Good night.

- Good night.
- Good night.

Monica, I don't know
how to thank you

for being here when
we needed you,

and for being there for Cody.

Everyone can use a
friend now and then.

Would you like to join
us on Christmas Eve?

I'd be honored.

Well, it's not gonna
be very fancy.

Neither was the first one.

Look at that.
They're still there.

Don't worry.

Somebody will come along
and take those two angels.

It's Christmas Eve.

I don't think people
are gonna be fighting

over who gets to help
Joe Benson's kids.

You've already had a year

of dealing with other
people's attitudes.

I don't think that's what's
really bothering you

right now, is it?

No.

Joe didn't send one of
those angels over for Cody.

I'm really worried, Tess.

They keep getting
farther and farther apart.

I can't figure out
what to do about it.

Well, maybe, baby,

you're not the one that's
supposed to do the figuring.

Hey, Mom!

Hi, Mommy.

We've been doing a
little window shopping.

I'm glad to see you're
out and about, baby.

Yeah, well, Monica
talked me into it.

Mommy, can Tess come
over for Christmas tonight?

I already asked her, sweetie.

And I'll be there with bells on.

- Yay!
- Yay, yay!

Well, I guess we'll go
play some video games.

I'll keep my eye on them.

I know you will, sweetie.

Oh, all right. Um...
Okay, here's, um...

here's some coins for you guys.

Just have fun.

Can I play it first?

Yeah, sure you
can. I'll go next.

You want to know what these are?

It's, uh, it's some kind of a...

a charity for prisoners' kids.

Want to know why
those are still there?

'Cause everybody hates us.

At least there's not one
with my name on it, right?

How do you know that
someone hasn't taken it already?

Believe me, Monica,

my dad wouldn't send one for me.

Thank you very much.

May I help you?

Yes, I need a box of that, um...

It's you.

Oh, Mrs. McHale.

I'm... I, uh... You what?

Do you know what
it's like to lose a child?

I'm so sorry.

Don't try to apologize.

Well, I...

Sorry is not gonna
bring my son back.

- Leave-leave...
- What?

Leave-leave her alone, okay?

- Just stay out of this, kid.
- Leave her alone.

Hey, don't yell at my boy.

You got a problem, talk to me.

Your husband killed my boy!

Stop it! It's... Just
leave her alone!

- It's not her fault, all right?
- No...

It's not... it's not
even my dad's fault!

It's my fault, o-okay?

Cody, no.

- Yes, it is!
- It's not your fault.

Because if it wasn't for me,

- nobody would be dead, Mom!
- No.

- Nobody would be dead!
- No, honey!

It must be tough having
Christmas without your son.

You have no idea.

It's been a difficult year.

You never stop loving them.

You never stop missing them.

But that anger

would go away
if you would let it.

I can't.

Oh, yes, you can.

Why should I?

Why would you want to carry
that burden one more step?

It's all I have left.

Joe Benson took everything else.

Now, you listen to me.

Joe Benson did a terrible thing,

and he's dealing with the
consequences of his actions.

Now, I know that doesn't
stop you from hurting,

but there's something else
you should be thinking about.

The Bensons are hurting, too,

and not just because of
what happened last Christmas.

And the only way

either of you is
going to start to heal

is that you stop
lashing out in anger

and start reaching
out in forgiveness.

I wouldn't know where to start.

Well, I can help you with that.

You throw love at hate, baby.

You throw love at hate.

That's the way it begins.

Cody, can we talk?

Just go away.

Please, Cody.

No.

I thought we were friends.

Friends talk to each
other when they're hurting.

Tell me about that night.

Tell me about what
happened last Christmas.

If it wasn't for me...

none of it would've happened.

Oh, Cody, be careful.

Don't worry, Dad.

I-p got it.

Your brother and
sister are gonna be

so excited when they wake
up tomorrow and see that tree.

Oh, Cody, for Pete's sake!

I told you to be careful!

Come on, Joe, come on.

I'm fine, I'm fine.

Dad, I'm-I'm... I'm sorry, Dad.

Uh, it wasn't... it
wasn't my tics, though.

I mean, I just lost my balance.

We'll just have to do
without one this year.

No, you won't; not if my two

handsome men run
out and get another one.

Kathy, it's Christmas Eve.

Well, come on, cowboy.

The drugstore's still open.

You know, Dad, you
don't have to go in.

I could just run in and get it.

Fine. Get your coat.

Merry Christmas, tomorrow.

I'm gonna have to
check the price on this.

Tag on the shelf said 4.99.

Hey, kid, you all right?

Hey, hey, I'm talking to you.

Leave him alone.

Chill out, mister.

I was just trying
to be friendly.

Hey, what's wrong with you?

Cody, don't make a scene.

Get off of me,
you little retard.

He's not retarded!

Re-Re... Re-Retard.

I said get off!

- R-Retard.
- Hey!

Oh, my God.

What have I done?

What did I do?

He has no pulse.

Don't move. I'm calling 911.

Dad, I'm sorry.

- Sorry, Dad.
- Stop it.

Stop it.

You stop it right now! Why...

Why couldn't you just be still?

I can't take it anymore.

- You are driving me crazy.
- I'm sorry.

Look what you made me do!

I'm sorry!

- Look what you made me do!
- I'm sorry, Dad!

I'm sorry! I'm sorry!

I'm sorry.

See?

I'm the murderer.

I'm the murderer.

No, Cody, no.

He said so.

I mean, he told
me I made him do it.

He was upset.

When people lose control,

they-they don't know
what they're saying.

Don't you get it?!

My dad hates me!

He just... he hates me!

And that's why he didn't get
me an angel for that tree, okay?

Cody, please, let me help.

No!

I should've never been born.

It's Christmas Eve, Joe.

I know what day it is.

Yeah.

I guess you do.

Do you want to talk about it?

There's nothing to talk about.

Open 27!

Let's talk about why your
son doesn't come visit you.

You'll have to ask him.

I'm asking you.

I don't care.

You don't care? About your son?

Is that why he's mad at you?

Just shut up about my kid.

Tell me something, Joe.

Are you okay with having a kid

with Tourette's syndrome?

I said shut up.

Doesn't it bug you?

I mean, when you're
in public with Cody

and he, and he... and
he has an episode?

No.

You know, when he,
uh, makes that noise

and-and he starts poking people.

No.

That doesn't embarrass you?

No.

What's wrong with a guy like
you who has a retard for a kid?

That's what he used
to call you, right, Joe?

Your dad.

When he got mad at
you, he'd call you a retard.

I never laid a hand on
anybody in my entire life.

But you killed somebody.

Yeah, well, he made me crazy.

Who? Who made you crazy?

- That kid.
- That kid? What kid?

-Cody?

No? Are you sure, Joe?

Are you sure he
didn't frustrate you?

Yeah, he was tin-“mg,
making a scene.

I mean, I couldn't take
that anymore, but...

Okay, so what did
you do about it?

What'd you want to do about it?

Did you want to kill him?

No.

Really?

He made me crazy.

But you killed somebody else.

That is why you're mad at him.

Now, why is he mad at you?

- 'Cause I blamed him?
- Yes!

Yes, Joe, you blamed him

because you couldn't
control your anger.

It's the same way that your
father used to blame you

when he couldn't control his.

What?

Don't tell me you don't
have a problem, Joe.

You killed somebody!

And you're about
to lose your son,

and it's not because your
son has Tourette's syndrome.

It's because of your anger.

God, forgive me.

What have I done?

Oh, what have I done?

God, what have I done?

Cody?

I'm-I'm okay, Monica.

It's-it's okay.

Everything's okay.

I couldn't wait to
be a father, Andrew.

I had no idea what I
was supposed to do.

Figured I'd think
of what my dad did,

do the exact opposite.

I wanted me and
Cody to be buddies,

do everything together.

Then one day, shoot
past me like a star.

So what changed?

I don't know.

I guess I let life
get the best of me.

Maybe that's what
happened with my dad, too.

I never forgave him for
what he put me through.

How can I expect
Cody to forgive me?

You got to remember, Joe,

Christmas is the
night of miracles.

Somebody's here.

Merry Christmas.

Hi.

Mrs. McHale.

Um... why don't you guys go see

how Cody and
Monica are doing, huh?

I wanted to bring these by.

And to say I'm sorry

for what I said in the store.

I know we both have a lot
of pain over what happened.

And I want you to know that...

if my Matt had
understood about Cody,

maybe that night wouldn't
have ended the way it did.

I don't know what to say.

Say what you always say

on the most miraculous
night of the year.

Merry Christmas, Mrs. McHale.

Merry Christmas.

CASSIE and TRAVIS
Presents! Presents!

Presents! Presents!

Mommy, Daddy
got me Molly clothes!

A whole bunch!

Yeah, I see that, sweetie.

Now Molly will look like a
whole new dolly, Cassie.

No way!

He did it!

Dad got me the mitt!

That's a good one, too.

You know, Babe Ruth
had one exactly like that.

Can... can I go to my room now?

You haven't gotten
your present yet, baby.

What present?

That one.

On the tree.

It's from your father.

He has a gift for you, too.

No, um... No,
I... I don't want it.

Please, I don't deserve that.

Yes, you do, Cody.

And God has sent us here
tonight to help you understand that.

Whoa.

What's going on here?

It's okay, Mommy.

They're angels,
just like I wished for.

Angels?

Yes.

We're here with you tonight

as we were on that
first Christmas night.

You have a father in prison
who loves you very much,

and he wants you to
have this gift tonight.

But you also have
a Father in heaven,

and He loves you, too, much
more than you could ever imagine.

You mean God?

Yes.

The same God who
brings glad tidings,

not just on Christmas,
but every day.

How could God love me?

I'm a mistake.

No, Cody.

God doesn't make mistakes.

What God sees as
perfect is very, very different

from what the world sees.

The world sees faces
that are beautiful and ugly.

The world sees bodies
that are strong and weak.

The world sees people
who succeed or fail.

But God sees hearts.

He sees the love in your soul.

He sees the
beauty in your spirit.

And that's the only thing
that finally matters, Cody.

That's the only
thing that lasts.

The person that you are,
not the body that you're in.

Then I think that I just
want to go up to heaven

and... live with God.

I don't like it
here with people.

People laugh at me,
and they're mean.

I... I try so hard...
to stop, and I can't.

So please just...
take me with you,

so I can live up in
Heaven with God.

No, Cody.

God wants to come
and live with you here.

There's so much
that you have to do,

and so much that
you can teach others.

And there are people here,
like your mother and your brother

and your little sister, who
want to love you all of your life,

just the way you are.

You mean...

God doesn't want me to
take my medicine anymore?

Oh, yes, God wants
you to take your medicine,

but only when you need it,

not just to hide
away from people.

And now it's time for you to
open this gift from your father.

"Son, I've spent a long time

"thinking about what I wanted
to give you this Christmas Eve.

"It's been a year
since we've talked.

"I'm finally learning how
to stop hurting people

"with the things I say
and the things I do.

"I hope you'll forgive me.

"And maybe...

"someday you'll
come and visit me

"so I can give you what
I wanted to give you

"last Christmas Eve...

"a great big hug.

I love you. Dad."

He said he loves me.

He said he loves me, Mom.

And that's just the card.

The present's
waiting to be opened,

so you better get
a move on, baby.

♪ A star up in the sky ♪

♪ Will never know ♪

♪ How lovely is the light ♪

♪ That shines below ♪

♪ It's always there ♪

♪ It never fades ♪

♪ Without its magic fight ♪

♪ How would we find our way? ♪

♪ And you don't know ♪

♪ How beautiful you are ♪

♪ If your eyes could see ♪

♪ The love that's
in your heart ♪

♪ Then you would know ♪

♪ What everybody sees ♪

♪ That beautiful ♪

♪ Is all that you could be ♪

Dad... Dad, I'm sorry.

I'm so sorry I started
that fight that night.

I just... I want
you to forgive me.

Cody, no, son.

It's not your fault.

It was never your fault.

God gave me such a special son.

He didn't just give me a son.

He gave me a shooting star.

I love you, Cody.

I love you, Dad.

♪ Whoa... ♪

♪ Beautiful ♪

♪ Is all that you could be. ♪