Touched by an Angel (1994–2003): Season 7, Episode 18 - Visions of Thy Father - full transcript

Now, you wanted yours
over easy again, is that right?

Why do you even ask anymore?

You always break the yolk.

Well, I have a good
feeling about this one.

Oh, is that what you tell your
patients just before surgery?

Yeah, when I have
a real good feeling.

Oh, wait, wait, wait.

If you make it and I
don't get a shot of this,

Lisa will never believe me.

Oh, your girlfriend won't
take your word for it?

Lisa's a smart girl.



All right, Dad,
if you make this,

I'll let you buy me a new car.

Ah, incentive.

All right.

Never gonna work.

Not enough butter in the pan.

- Yeah.
- H-H-Hey!

Ta-da!

Oh.

Yeah, um, maybe tomorrow, Dad.

All right, well... Too bad.

You know, Dad, um, I think
I'm gonna go with scrambled.

Um, it's not that I don't
believe in you or anything.

Hey, listen, my last
appointment today is at 5:00,



so if you want to come by
after school, about 5:30 or so?

- I can't, I got to work.
- You can't put this off, Jason.

Come on, it's too risky
for you since the accident.

Look, I know, Dad, but...

No buts, all right?

Like it or not, you can't
act like a teenager here.

All right, sorry.

Your eyes are too fragile.

All right, I'll call in

and I'll see if someone
can cover for me.

I'll cover for you if you take
my chem midterm for me.

Uh, sorry, Mom,
there's just some things

you don't want to relive.

Great.

Wish me luck.

All righty, break a beaker.

Good-bye, honey.

Bye.

And I'm not kidding about
that appointment, okay?

All right.

Okay.

Whoa.

See, he pulls the
pan back too fast.

Why doesn't he just use a
spatula like everybody else?

Because human beings
always want a new challenge.

And he chose eggs?

You know, it's hard to explain
the choices human beings make.

That's what's so tricky
about this assignment.

It's close to
scrambled, I guess.

It's hard to see

what the assignment is here.

Everybody seems fine.

Oh, but they're not.

One of them has a
secret, and it's nasty

- and dangerous.
- Okay.

It's just like a rotten egg
sitting in the refrigerator,

waiting for somebody
to crack it accidentally

and let the ugly truth run out.

And when that happens,
all three of them are going

to have to make
some terrible choices.

See you, Dad.

Okay, let's try
this one more time.

♪ 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. ♪

You know, we've been, uh,
looking for someone to work

the 3:00-to-10:00
shift for weeks, and, uh,

you get hired the same
day I need a little time off.

- Timing is everything.
- Right.

Um, actually the best part
about working here is, uh,

when we're not busy, we
get to do our own developing.

Oh?

You know, I love
working at this place,

because they still do
things the old-fashioned way,

you know, not with
some big machinery.

Is that yours?

Yeah, it's, uh,
it's my crazy dad.

He's actually a combination

of an ophthalmologist/fry cook.

You have a really good eye.

Yeah, thanks. Not too bad for a
guy who almost went blind, huh?

Really?

Yeah, uh, detached retinas.

I had a soccer
accident when I was 12.

That must have been
very frightening for you.

No, not really.

My dad was right
there to fix me up.

Of course,

he's also been on my back
about watching it ever since.

Good. It would be a
shame if there were no more

of these lovely
pictures in your future.

Yeah, I know.

But I swear, Monica,

I mean, sometimes I feel
like the boy in the bubble.

You know, I mean, I want to
be a photojournalist one day,

one of those guys who's
out there where the action is,

you know, on the front
lines of whatever's going on,

just clicking away as
mayhem explodes around them.

Sounds like fun.

Yeah.

Yeah, when the pressure's on,

that's when you find
out who you really are.

And I can't wait.

You know, if you really mean
that, I have a friend who does

some freelance photography
for the Denver papers.

Really?

I mean, 'cause that's, you know,

someone I could really
learn something from.

Do you think that...?

I'd be happy to
set it up for you,

while you're at your
doctor's appointment.

Thanks.

Hey, Sherri.

Hi, handsome.

You finally here
for your checkup?

Yeah.

So that's Gladys, huh?

Yeah.

Pretty incredible, isn't it?

Every other doctor said
she'd never see again,

but your dad wouldn't
give up on her.

And there she goes, a
walking, seeing miracle.

Hey, Jason.

Come on back.

Blink.

Again.

What?

He says it's getting worse.

What does that mean?

Well, for one thing, it
means I can't play baseball.

He always says, "If anything
were to happen to you,

young man, you could
be permanently blind."

And I told him, "Dad, you
know, like, the chances

"of me getting
beaned by a wild pitch

are, like, less
than one percent."

Jason, he's right.

I mean, even one
percent is way too much.

He's being overprotective
because he's my dad.

I mean, what am I supposed
to do, just sit on a rocking chair,

do nothing for
the rest of my life?

Oh, Us, this is Monica.

It's her first day...
I mean, night.

Hello, Lis.

Actually it's Lisa.

Lisa.

Well, you know what this means,

now that Monica's working here?

It means that you're free
on Saturday nights again?

- Mm-hmm.
- Especially prom night?

Good, 'cause I already
ordered your tuxedo.

Monica, you're
my new best friend.

See you later.

See you.

My girlfriend.

Well, that's certainly someone
worth keeping your eyesight for.

Oh, by the way,

I called that friend of mine,
and he said he'd be happy

to meet you tomorrow
if you're still interested.

Are you kidding?

I mean, I know I'm not
really experienced yet, but...

when I look through this,

I just... I see things
other photographers don't.

- That's called vision.
- Maybe.

I don't really think
about it, though.

You know, I just... I know
when to shoot and where to point.

You've got good instincts.

- Now you need some experience.
- Yeah,

but you can't get experience
until someone hires you,

and you can't get hired
without experience.

Well, I'll tell you what.

I can't offer you, like, a war
correspondent job or anything,

but you're welcome to tag along
with me for a while if you want.

Yeah. That'd be great.

You know, most of the
stuff we do is sort of like

the bugs of the arboretum

or, uh, a day-in-the-life
kind of thing, right?

Yeah.

Doesn't exactly sound
like the kind of action

that you're looking for, though.

Well, actually, I-I
already got an idea

for, you know, a
day-in-the-life kind of thing.

- I'm listening.
- Well, my dad...

He's an ophthalmologist,
you know,

and he does some
pretty amazing stuff

with people that
are, like, going blind.

And, uh, I mean, so
you kind of got already

a vision metaphor
type of thing going on.

I mean, you could follow
him around for a day.

You know, take pictures
of him getting up early,

going into surgery,
and, you know,

helping people get
their sight back and stuff.

I mean, one shot of a person

at the moment they
get their sight back...

That's a killer picture, right?

Yeah.

Tell you what.

Why don't you shoot it.

Okay? You shoot me

ten rolls, and if you
get something decent,

then we'll publish it on
Sunday in the Herald.

You're kidding.

No.

Wow. Yeah, that'd be great!

- Good.
- Thanks.

All right.

- Good morning.
- Well, hi,

Sherri. Don't you look
more... dressed up than usual.

Well, I called her last night.
I thought it was only fair.

- Oh.
- Hmm.

Hey, listen, one ground rule.

Some of my patients
may not want to do this,

so, um, no means no, okay?

Yeah, no problem.

That guy over there's
waiting for you, Jason.

Oh.

Andrew.

Dad, uh, this is Andrew.

Hi, Dr. Harris.

I've heard some pretty
spectacular things about you.

Well, all true, I'm sure.

Listen, I want to thank you

for the opportunity
you're giving my son.

Well, the way he looks
up to you, how could I not?

These are wonderful, Jason.

- You really think so?
- Oh, yes.

Your father looks
like a great guy.

Yeah, he's kind of one
of those super-dad types.

You know, you could pretty much

tell him anything,
and he's cool about it.

I never realized
how hard he works.

You know, I mean, he
doesn't give up on anything.

Just like flipping those
stupid eggs, you know?

I mean, he'll probably
never get it right,

but he'll never
stop trying, either.

Well, you've certainly
captured a-day-in-the-life-of.

Yeah, but I don't have
an ending, you know?

What I really need

is a shot of him locking up
the office at the end of the day.

Yeah. All right, well, um,
I bet I can still catch him.

Are you gonna be okay?

See you.

Jason!

Well, babies, the secret's out.

- Thank you very much.
- Thanks.

- Have a nice evening.
- Mm-hmm. -

- Oh, sorry, Mrs. Carter.
- Oh.

That's okay.

Did you get the shot you needed?

Uh, no. H was too late.

Do you mind if I
start closing up?

Yeah, fine.

Hey, is Jason home yet?

Remember the good old days

when you used to come
home and say, "Hi, beautiful"?

What do you mean?

I mean, hello would be nice.

You're right. Sorry.

Hello, beautiful.

Oh. No, he's not home yet.

Oh, good. You're here.

Jason.

Dinner's almost ready,

and I have peach
turnovers for dessert.

I thought we'd have a
little celebration tonight,

in honor of my soon-to-be famous
men, and me acing the chem test.

Mm.

No, I'm, uh, not
really hungry, Mom.

Thanks.

Something happen today?

I don't know.

He was fine when he left
the office this afternoon.

Maybe he had a
fight with Lisa, huh?

I'll go talk to him.

Jason?

I didn't say you could come in.

I know what you're thinking.

How could you, Dad?

I don't even know what to
think, except maybe I hate you.

Don't do this, Jason.

Do what?

Shut me out.

We can always talk
about things. I mean...

at least give me a
chance to explain.

You know, I mean,
this may be, um,

hard for you to imagine at 17,

but when a guy
gets into his 405,

uh, there's a lot of pressure.

Dad, give me a break.

Just let me finish.

You know, we hear about
women's problems all the time,

but you never hear about how
a man wakes up one morning

and realizes that
half his life is over,

and how utterly
frightening that is.

All right, all right, stick
with me here. Come on.

Do you remember last year
when I had that-that cancer scare?

You remember that?

Yeah.

I was terrified, Jason.

You talk about the
ultimate midlife crisis.

All of a sudden, I realized
that there's a chance

that I could die.

Anyway, I guess I, uh...

I went a little nuts, and I...

I wanted to feel young
and handsome again.

You know, H... I wanted
somebody or something to...

make me feel like
I could live forever.

I should have told your
mother how I was feeling.

Yeah, you're damn right.

But she was going through
exams at the time, remember?

So I decided to
keep it to myself.

But I couldn't, and so I let
something happen with Sherri

that I never, ever would
have done otherwise.

And I have been trying
to end it ever since,

and-and, and, uh, wondering,

you know, what it would take.

And then, you came in
today, and I had my answer.

I mean, it-it has got
to end. It's got to end.

And so it's over.

Just like that?

I'm ashamed.

It kills me that I hurt you.

But you have to believe
me, I never loved Sherri.

It never meant anything,

and it never had anything
to do with you or your mother.

Oh, well, it's nice to know

you weren't
thinking of us at all.

Put the camera down!

Look, Dad, even if
those are your reasons,

it's still not an excuse, and
those won't fly with Mom.

All right, listen to
me. I made a mistake.

I made a stupid, stupid
mistake, but it's over.

You go down there,
you tell your mother,

you're gonna destroy her.

You're gonna
destroy this family.

Is that what you want to do?

No.

All right.

Now, I-I want that film.

I want that picture
of Sherri and I.

No.

Come on, come on.

Dad, what are you
doing?! Dad, stop!

- Come on, give it to me.
- Hey, guys?

- Give it to me.
- - Dinner's ready.

Hey.

Are you guys coming down,

or you just gonna keep
male-bonding all night?

Yeah, we're coming.

Smells good down
there, doesn't it, son?

So come on.

You see what just happened?

The father's secret just
became the family secret.

That's how something cracked
becomes something broken.

He's good, isn't he?

Yes, yes, he is.

He could make a
future out of this.

Hi.

Oh, I'm sorry. I...
No, it's-it's okay.

We're just, uh,
admiring the work.

I think the photos
turned out great.

No, no, no. Look, no.

These are no good, all right?

I'm sorry. This was
a bad idea. I'm sorry.

Oh, come on, Jason, hold on.

No. Look, you said I
had a good eye, right?

Yeah.

Well, how could that be
possible if I can't even see

what's going on
right in front of me?

I'm sure you'll find
something else to run.

Jason, I think you're
making a mistake.

And what are you
gonna tell your father?

Believe me, this won't be
a big shock to my father.

I'll take care of him.

Hi, honey.

Hi.

Well, it's just you and
me again tonight, kid.

Your dad's gonna be late again.

Oh, yeah?

Yeah. Patient emergency.

Too bad. I made
his favorite, too.

Don't you ever
get tired of this?

Of What?

Of being a doctor's wife?

Of being a mother?

Being a college student
at 40... something?

All of it.

No. I don't.

Honey... what's bothering you?

Nothing.

I stopped by the
registrar's office today.

Picked up your application.

Oh, thanks.

You know, maybe we need

to, um... shake up the
routine a little bit around here.

Do something
spontaneous and crazy.

How about a picnic?

- A picnic?
- Yeah.

- Tonight?
- Yeah.

We'll pack up the
old tuna casserole

and, uh, surprise your dad with

a late-night picnic
down at the office.

No. No, that'd be a bad idea.

I mean, what if he's
busy with something?

Then we'll wait.

Mom, I don't know.

Okay. You can stay if you want.

I'm going.

I can't remember the last time

I surprised your
father with anything.

I ought to do it more often.

That's the secret
to a good marriage.

Keep the romance alive.

Remember that.

Hello? Anybody home?

Hello, Renee.

Oh. Hello.

Dr. Harris has your picture
on the wall in his office.

I'm Tess, his new assistant.

Oh, it's very nice
to meet you, Tess.

Will never said anything
about getting a new assistant.

What happened to Sherri?

Sherri moved on.

Moved on, huh?

Oh.

Well... good for her.

Uh, we didn't know how late
you guys would be tonight,

so we brought a little
dinner to get you through.

Oh, that's very sweet.

Dr. Harris should
be finished soon.

Well, do you mind if I turn the
waiting room into a picnic area?

No.

We brought everything
except the ants.

Mr. Daniels, the next time
you decide to use a buzz saw,

you put on those little glasses.

Believe me, Tess,
I've learned my lesson.

Bye, Doc.

Surprise.

Hey. Hey, what's going on here?

Oh, a little impromptu picnic.

You're always missing
dinner, helping other people.

We decided we'd give
you a little treat tonight.

Tuna casserole.

Well.

Hello. Dr. Harris's office.

Oh, yes.

Uh, Dr. Harris, it's for you.

It's Sherri.

Yes?

Oh, no, I can't.

No, no. Um, best I could
do is, uh, Friday afternoon.

Right. I'm sorry.

Okay.

She, uh, wants
her last paycheck.

Tuna casserole.

That's my favorite.

Join us, Tess. Come on.

Why didn't you tell us

Sherri was leaving
after all this time?

Well, it was kind of sudden.

And then Tess showed up just
as I needed a replacement, huh?

How about that.

Jason, can you give me a
hand in the back room a minute?

I wasn't lying.

It's over with Sherri.

Oh, so I guess
everything's fine then.

Jason, come back here.

Oh, by the way, Dad,
in the spirit of honesty,

you know that film you
destroyed yesterday?

Yeah, it was a new roll.

I still have the picture
of you and Sherri.

You're lying.

Well, I guess you'll just
have to trust me, Dad.

Look, I only developed
the film, lady, all right?

I didn't take the lousy picture.

Listen, you punk, if that's
the way you treat customers,

then I'll take my
business elsewhere.

- Go ahead.
- And I won't pay for these, either.

Fine.

Jason...

Look, skip the lecture,
Monica, all right?

Everyone wants to blame
somebody else for their screwups.

Well, they're not
gonna blame me.

This is not about
that customer, is it?

You can talk to me, Jason.

There's nothing to talk about.

Where have you been?

I waited for you after school.

I walked to work.

You could've told me,

instead of just leaving
me sitting there.

Well, I didn't ask
you to wait, did I?

We always leave together.

Well, not always.

Miss Clark says that
you still haven't turned in

your application for
Colorado College.

Yeah, I don't
think I'm going to.

Um, actually, I'm
thinking about Columbia

or NYU, maybe.

We never talked about
us going to New York.

Look, Lisa, um...

I'm not really sure
it should be us.

Did I do something wrong?

No, I just... I just
need some time alone,

all right, and I
just don't think

this whole together
thing is gonna work.

I'm sorry.

You may not want
to talk to me, Jason,

but you really need
to talk to someone.

I can't talk about it.

Not now, but someday
the pain will be so bad

that you'll have
to talk to someone.

But by then it'll be too late;

you'll have pushed
everyone away.

Come on.

Well, I promised I wouldn't
tell anybody, but, um...

never said I wouldn't
show anyone.

Must be very painful
for you to look at this.

Yeah, it was at first.

But, um...

guess I just got
used to it, you know?

I don't know, I just...

I feel like I was living a
whole other life before this.

No, your father was.

You've been expected
to carry around

a secret that's not yours.

But I have to protect
my mom, Monica.

And if I hang around
Lisa, sooner or later,

I'm gonna get weak
and tell her the truth,

and then the secret's out,

and I will have
ruined everything.

No, you won't. Don't you see?

This is not your fault.
This is not your secret.

But you've been
twisting your life

and your heart around
to accommodate it.

Yes, people will be hurt
for a while by the truth,

but they'll be damaged
forever by a lie.

Hi, honey.

You're late.

Yeah. I had some things to do.

Did you and Lisa go to a movie?

No. Um, actually, we broke up.

Night.

Oh, dear.

No wonder he's been so upset.

Ah, it's probably no big deal.

You know teenagers.

They'll be back together
by third period tomorrow.

Oh, I don't know, Will.

This feels different.

Maybe I ought to go talk to him.

No, no.

I better do it.

Well... you know.

I got a call from
your school today.

They wondered where you were.

What'd you tell them?

Did you make something up?

All right, look.

How long are you
gonna punish me for this?

Oh, I'm sorry, Dad.

I didn't realize
you're the victim here.

Jason, you can't
blow off school, right?

And Lisa.

Well, sure I can.

You see, Dad,
when a guy turns 17,

he goes through
a lot of pressure.

You know, no one ever
talks about it, but it's always...

Damn it, when are you
gonna forget about this?

Believe me, Dad, I wish I could.

You know, but I don't know
how, because every time

I look at Mom now, all I see is
what a fool you've made of her.

No, I will never
forgive you for that.

- I'm sorry...
- No.

No, you stay away
from me, all right?

Because I'm gonna
graduate in June,

and I'm gonna go to college as
far away from you as I can get.

And then I'll never
have to see you again.

Jason.

Hello?

Hello, Jason?

The hell?

Jason? Jason!

Oh, my God, Jason!

- I can't see.
- Oh, my son. Oh.

-Mom? «Jason.

Here, hold still,
hold still. Don't move.

Jason?

- Are you all right?
- Mom...

Joyce! Joyce!

It's Jason!

- Call 911!
- Mom.

Mom?

- Mom, I can't see!
- Oh.

All right, take your,
take your hand away.

Let me see your face.

No! Get away from me!

Mom?

Oh, God, I can't see!

It's all right, it's all right.

- I can't see.
- I'm right here.

Oh, my... Oh, Jason.

You're gonna be all right.
You're gonna be all right.

Go, go start to get dressed,

and I'll get my car keys.

I'll call ahead to the
hospital from the car.

I want Dr. Jessup on this

as soon as the
ambulance gets there.

II

Could've killed yourself.

Yeah.

No such luck.

Wheelchair to Maternity.

- You were right, Will.
- What?

Well, he damaged his
corneas in the impact.

It's more severe because of
the scar tissue from the old injury.

He's gonna need a
penetrating keratoplasty, right?

- Mm.
- Yeah.

- What's that?
- Well, it's an oper...

I was asking Dr. Jessup.

You'll need corneal transplants.

Well, when can you do it?

Well, I know this is a
little unusual, but, um...

your dad is actually the most

qualified specialist
in the area.

In my opinion, he
should do the surgery.

No.

I don't want him
operating on me.

Well, you better find
someone else to do it, Sam.

To Neurology.

Dr. Carlton to Neurology.

Where are you going?

That is your son in there.

Yeah, I know.

But for some reason... you
know, m-maybe he's in shock...

But he doesn't want me around.

Oh, stop pretending you
don't know what this is about.

I saw the picture
of you and Sherri.

I assume Jason took it.

Oh, God, Renee, um...

I don't want to deal
with this right now.

I am thinking about our son.

And he needs the
best doctor in town,

and you're it, for
better or worse.

He hates me.

Oh, for God's sake, Will.

Stop being such a child.

That's what got
us into this mess.

Security, please
call Central Supply.

Security, please
call Central Supply.

Hi, honey. It's Mom.

Hi.

I need to talk to
you about your dad.

What about him?

I know about Sherri and him.

I don't know much,

but... I know enough
to understand now

what you've been going through.

And I'm so sorry you've
had to deal with this.

He says he loves you, Mom.

I know he does.

I love him, too.

So... this is how
it's gonna work.

I will deal with my husband
and my marriage in my way,

and you deal with
your father in yours.

You're not actually gonna
forgive him, are you?

That's between
your father and me.

You're looking in the
wrong direction, Will.

Tess. What are you doing here?

I had some work to do.

Oh. Well, I-I won't,
uh, bother you.

I just, um...

Well, I-I didn't know
where else to go,

so, you know, here I am.

How about that?

And as it turns out,

you're the work I'm
supposed to do today.

What?

I'm an angel,

sent by God with
a message for you.

I... probably know
what that message is.

Ooh, really?

Yeah.

Yeah, yeah, it goes
something like, um,

"I blessed you
with a great family

"and you screwed it all up,

and now you're
gonna lose it all."

Well, you got part of it right.

Yeah? Which part?

The part about God blessed
you with a great family.

But God doesn't
want you to lose it all.

He wants you to fight for it.

He wants you to admit your
mistakes and learn from them.

He wants you to
ask for forgiveness.

But more than anything else,

He wants you to
know He loves you.

Um... God still loves
me after what I did?

Absolutely.

And, you know,

the things that God
is asking you to do

are the same things your
son needs for you to do.

Well, there isn't anything
more I can do for Jason.

Oh, yes, there is.

Tell him the truth.

No, I did. I-I told him the
truth; he didn't believe me.

You know, I said I was
sorry; he didn't accept it.

He doesn't trust
me anymore, Tess,

and, you know, frankly,
I... I don't blame him.

Let me ask you something, Will.

When you apologized,
did it go something like...

"I'm sorry, but..."?

Yeah. Yeah.

Yeah, I guess it did.

There can be no buts when
you ask for forgiveness, baby.

No conditions.

Do you hear what
I'm saying to you?

Yeah.

Good.

So what are you
gonna do about it?

Who's there?

It's me, Monica.

Oh.

I'm sorry. I didn't
hear you come in.

How are you doing?

Well, I have a
monster hangover, um,

a father who's a
liar and a cheat,

and I could be blind
for the rest of my life.

How are you?

Hopeful.

Hopeful for what?

I believe you're
going to see again.

Well, they said there
was a 50/50 chance, but...

they want my dad
to do the surgery,

and you know I can't
let him do that now.

I'm not talking about
seeing with your eyes, Jason.

I'm talking about
seeing with your spirit.

Man, it must be pretty
bad if people are starting

to get all religious
on me in the hospital.

Look at me.

Well, I wish I could, Monica.

You can, Jason.

Look at me.

What's going on?

The light of God's love
can penetrate any darkness.

God?

I-I don't get it.

I am an angel,

sent by God to help
you see the truth.

I can see.

Yes.

No, H can really see you.

Yes.

Wow. There's a God.

Oh, yes.

And He loves you
very much, Jason.

He wants me to forgive
my father, doesn't He?

Yes.

No.

No way. You tell
God to forget it.

Why don't you
tell Him to forget it.

And ask Him to be
sure not to judge you

as harshly as you
have judged your father.

Well, what about
what my father did?

Doesn't God have
anything to say about that?

Yes, but God will
say it to your father.

It is not up to
you to punish him.

It is only for you to
hear what God is saying.

He created you.

He knows your heart
because He made it.

He can see the
anger and the pain

and the betrayal and
the fear that's in it.

But He can also see the love

that's still there
for your father.

And that's why when He
made you, Jason, He gave you

the capacity to forgive...
Not for your father's sake,

or for your mother's,
but for your own sake.

But I don't want to forgive him.

Not now maybe,

but some day, you
will wish that you had.

So, Jason, right now
in this room before God,

ask Him to change your heart.

If He made it, He can change it.

He can give you
a heart like His,

a heart that sees failure
and betrayal and mistakes,

and yet still
loves, still hopes.

And believe that even if
you can't forgive right now,

God will begin to create in
you a heart that will learn how.

Because, Jason, if you
don't let go of this bitterness,

if you can't forgive and
work with your father

to rebuild your trust, you
won't just lose your family,

you will lose yourself.

Okay.

Okay.

Dr. Pomerem to Pediatrics.

Dr. Pomeretti to Pediatrics.

Who's there?

It's me.

Well, I, uh... I guess I
messed up pretty good, huh?

Yeah, I'd say it was, uh...

pretty good as far as messes go.

Not as good as getting drunk
and smashing into a pole,

but... not too bad
for an old guy.

I'm such a terrible example,
and I'm-I'm such a hypocrite.

I preach to you all the time
about doing the right thing,

and then I turn
around and... Dad...

you can come closer.

Dr. Alchani to OR. Five.

Dr. Alchani to OR. Five.

Jason... I am so sorry...

about all of this.

For what I did to your
mom, for what I did to you.

Can you ever forgive me?

You know, a couple hours
ago, I would've said no.

But let's just say
I'm seeing things

in a whole new light.

I do forgive you, Dad.

And I love you.

I love you, too.

Hi.

Hi.

Mom?

Yeah, honey, it's me.

I have some pictures I
think we ought to talk about.

No, Mom, look, I should've

thrown those away
a long time ago.

- I'm sorry. I...
- Shh.

Honey, just let me finish.

Now this first one is, um...

well, it's pretty scandalous.

It's you, Jason.

13 months old,

running around bare
naked with the cowboy hat

your dad gave you
for your first birthday.

And this picture,
well, this is, um,

this is the three of
us at Disneyland.

Did you know your dad
screamed on Mr. Toad's Wild Ride?

Oh, well, this is a nice
piece of photography.

This is New Year's
Eve, 1986, and...

Oh, no.

- Yes.
- No, no, no, not that one.

Oh, yes, yes, yes.

You mean the Jacuzzi fight?

I mean the Jacuzzi fight.

Not every family can
do that, you know?

No, and it's not gonna be
easy putting it all together,

but at least
they're willing to try.

Good, because I booked
the surgery for 2:30.

You never had a moment's
doubt, did you, Tess?

No.

And I've got an appointment
with Sherri at 3:00.