Touched by an Angel (1994–2003): Season 9, Episode 2 - The Sixteenth Minute - full transcript

How many times
have I told that kid

to throw the paper on the porch?

You're too nice.

Show him some teeth,
he might take you seriously.

The pilot light's still broken.

Thought we had that fixed.

I paid the gas bill instead.

Am I the only one
who finds that ironic?

It's not funny, Ed.

I don't like sitting here
at the end of each month

wondering who to
pay and who to hold off.



And I think we should
get rid of the cell phones.

No.

It's a safety issue.

What happens if you get stuck
somewhere, and you need help?

No, we'll find the
money somewhere else.

We know where the
money has to come from.

You're still gonna
ask Mr. Norris, right?

Yes.

I'll-I'll ask.

I know you can do it.

If you're on the
I-70, get comfortable.

Road work has you
backed up in both directions.

Honey, I got to go.

Okay.



Well, maybe you
ought to ask tomorrow.

He might be more open to a
raise if you're not an hour late.

I am not going to be late

because I am gonna take
the Old Camp Highway.

Okay. Bye, honey.

I love you.

It's so peaceful here.

Well, it wasn't always.

A hundred years ago,

people used to come
from all over the world

to try to find their
fortune in a silver mine,

just like that one right there.

Mostly what they found,
though, was heartache, or worse.

I'm sure that mine has
a lot of stories to tell.

Yes, and more to come.

After 12 years,

I think I deserve it, Norris.

M-Mr. Norris.

No, I-I know I deserve it.

There's danger in
the earth, angel girl.

A man can get
swallowed up in it.

Sometimes, he
can't find his way out.

♪ 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. ♪

Hah!

Loser.

Okay, bye.

- Hey.
- Hey.

You want to grab lunch later?

Can't. Got a meeting
with Mr. Norris,

and then, Gwen is
expecting me home at lunch.

- She's making burgers.
- Uh-oh.

Facing the boss and the wife.

Ooh, sounds ominous.

Let me ask you something.

What do you know
about stock options?

Not much. They've
never given me one.

Do you think they've
ever given one to me?

Judging from
the tie, I'd say no.

No, of course not,
and do you know why?

Because we don't exist,

and as long as we don't exist,

as long as we keep
toiling away in obscurity,

there is no reason for them
to recognize our performance

with stock options
or pay increases.

So while the big
mucky-mucks are getting rich,

I'm down here wondering how
I'm gonna get my oven fixed.

I, for one, think it's time

that we start
recognizing the people

who are actually
doing the performing.

You're asking him
for a raise, aren't you?

Yeah. What did you think?

It's not bad.

Oven thing needs a little work.

It's a little bumpy,
but it's good.

Gee, I'm, uh... I'm sorry, Ted.

My hands are tied.

It's Ed, sir. Ed Gold.

It's just that, well,

the shareholders
want leaner operations,

and, well, you understand.

Excuse me.

Am I interrupting?

No. No, no.

Ted and I were
just finishing up.

Good. My name is Tess.

I'm from Human Resources.

I see you took my advice, Ed.

Mr. Gold has been
having a problem

making ends meet on
his salary, and I advised

that he speak to his supervisor,

especially in the
light of the theme

of this year's annual report.

"Investing in our
future together."

Uh, this is Monica.

She's new in Public Relations.

Hello.

We want people to know,

here at Brewster,
we don't just care

about our customers'
financial needs.

We care about our workers, too.

Nice, isn't it?

Mr. Brewster came
up with it himself.

Really? That was
Mr. Brewster's idea?

Yes. Um, Monica's
first assignment is

to write the report
for Mr. Brewster,

and H thought maybe
you'd like to be quoted.

About how you're
investing in your workers.

Absolutely.

Just as soon as I see
payroll about Ted's request.

- Ed.
- Ed.

Right.

Come on, I'll go along with you.

Um...

Boy, one minute, I'm wondering

how I'm gonna tell my wife

I was dropkicked out
of the boss's office.

The next minute,
he's running upstairs

to get me a pay
increase... because of you.

You deserve it.

Your work here is fundamental
to this company's stability.

You know, I've been
working here 14 years,

and that's the first time
anyone's ever recognized that.

Well, make sure you
don't let it be the last.

Yes, you're a sweetie.

Yes, you're a sweetie.

You're a sweetie.

Jinx, come here.

Jinx!

Hey, Jinx!

Jinx!

Jinx!

Jinx, come back!

Jinx?

Jinx!

Jinx!

Jinx...?

Jinx?

Jinx?

Here, boy.

Jinx?

Dog, I swear, I'm never
letting you off the leash again.

Jinx?

Ugh!

Oh, you are awful,
you know that?

You're awful!

Marla?

Don't be afraid.

You're not alone.

My dog...

What's your dog's name?

Jinx.

For Ni-Nijinsky, after...

Vaslav Nijinsky, legendary
Russian dancer, choreographer.

Are you a dancer, too?

No. I'm an angel.

Am I going to die?

Save your strength.

Easy, boy.

It's okay.

No, don't-don't
bite, don't bite.

It's okay, really.

Good boy.

What are you doing all
the way out here, huh?

Hello?

Anybody in there?

Help... Oh, God.

Oh, my God. Oh, my God.

Oh, my God.

Hold on!

911. What's your emergency?

Yeah, uh, I need
help. Someone's hurt.

- Where are you?
- It's...

- Like, an old abandoned mine.
- Well, how bad...

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

- someone's down there.
- All right, where is this mine?

I-I don't know where. It's
in the middle of nowhere.

Um, the Old... the Old...
the Old Camp Highway.

Oh, my God. It's coming down.

It's coming down! My
car's out front! Hurry!

I'm coming!

Hello?

It's gonna be 0...
It's gonna be okay.

Oh, my God.

Okay. Okay.

I'm here. God.

Oh, God.

Hold on.

All right.

I'm just gonna
lift this off you.

Hold on.

Oh, God.

Oh... Oh, God, help me.

Where are they?

The rescuers...
they'll be here soon.

It's okay.

We're not alone.

There's an angel here.

Whatever you say.

He's helping you.

An angel. Right.

It's true, Ed.

God sent me here to help
you, and you can see me.

All you have to do is
let go and turn around.

Oh, my God.

I'm hallucinating.

Turn around.

He's there.

I can't.

I“ let go, it'll fall.

It's okay, Marla.

He's just not ready.

Hello?

We're in here!

Hurry!

All right, now listen to me!

We got to shore up
these support beams

or the whom thing“
come down on us'.!

- Okay.
- Just stay calm.

We'll be there as quickly
as possible, you hear me?

I can't... Hurry, please.

It's a mess in there.

It's gonna take some time.

Excuse me.

Pete Darnell, Channel 5 News.

Can you give me some
details on what happened here?

Mine cave-in.

We got the 911 call.

The operator said the guy
on the line ran on into the hole.

Yeah, is that, uh...
that his car right there?

Yeah.

Ne||, hey, it's Peter.

Listen, I need you to
access DMV. Get me a name.

License Mate ENC-420.

Hear some hopeful sounds

coming from the other
side of the cave-in.

They believe that both
people still inside are alive.

Now, we were able
to identify one of them.

His name is Ed Gold.

-He's a 40-year-old
underwriter -Oh, my...

for Brewster Financial Services.

And get this, Greg and
Cindy, workers here tell me

that for the last two hours this
man has been holding up a beam

that's evidently keeping the
entire mine from falling down.

Come on, guys.

Ed, it's okay, I
can carry the load.

Listen to me. We got it now.

She's gonna be okay.

We got to get you out
of here now, partner.

These old beams ain't
gonna last much longer.

- Speed it up, guys.
- Yes, sir.

- You got it.
- Watch your step.

That's it. He's coming out.

Mr. Gold?

Mr. Gold, have they told you
how long you were in there, sir?

- Five and a half hours.
- Yeah!

Five and a half hours holding
up a mountain. You're a hero.

You made the national news.

- Really?
- Mm-hmm.

And I, uh, spoke to the doctor.

What'd he say?

He said there's no way

you should've been
able to do what you did.

I told him he didn't
know my husband.

How's the girl doing?

She's gonna make
it, thanks to you.

What?

Nothing.

Tell me. What is it?

All right. Don't
think I'm crazy.

Do you believe in... Miracles?

I do now.

Is that what you wanted to say?

Yeah.

That was it.

Step down.

- Slow.
- Okay.

I could not believe it.

Congratulations!

Way to go, Mr. Gold.

Way to go.

Good job.

- Great job.
- I don't get it.

It's not like you work out.

I mean, the most exercise
you get is punching a calculator.

Hey, H was just doing
what anybody would do.

Ed, let's face it.

You're not just anybody anymore.

Hey, everybody, let's go!

Let's get back to work!

Everybody!

Except... except for you.

This is great exposure
for the company, Ed.

Uh, Monica will be handling all
your media appearances for now.

All the news shows
have made requests, -

So the first one
is in the morning.

They're going to
send a limousine.

AI Norris.

After that, a commendation
from the governor.

Oh, and in the car
on the way, there's

a conference call
with a producer.

They want to do a TV movie.

Shh, Shh, Shh, Shh.

Yes, sir.

Yes, sir. Yes,
we're all very proud.

Well, he's-he's right
here... Mr. President.

Hello?

Where am I?

You're in a hospital.

But you're safe.

I just came to say good-bye.

Thank you... for what you did.

You'll have to come
see me dance sometime.

There's something that you're
gonna have to always remember.

Okay? 'Cause
it's very important.

You lived, Marla.

Honey, the limo's here.

I got to go.

You're my hero.

Mr. Gold, I'm Mason,
your paperboy.

Yes, I know,

and I have been meaning to
talk to you about the way you...

Could I get your autograph?

Sure.

Awesome.

Thanks, Mr. Gold.

Okay, first thing... we
need a new picture.

Have you seen this?

Yeah.

It's awful, but at
least she's alive, right?

So, look, when can we
set up that photo shoot?

If the movie gets made,
how much do I get?

You'll get a certain percentage

of the picture.

- Hi, Mr. Gold. -Morning, sir.
- Yeah, who's playing me?

George.

- George?
- Hi, Mr. Gold.

I was thinking more Brad.

- Good morning, Mr. Gold.
- Yeah.

Morning, Mr. Gold.

Okay, Spence, I'll
wait to hear from you.

Ciao.

Eddie, Eddie.

Floodplain project...
It's due in two weeks.

You were gonna give
me some numbers.

I'm all over it.

I got a lot going on.

Okay.

In Recognition
of his heroic feat,

the governor has
declared this Ed Gold Day.

- A - nearly sell-out crowd

saw Denver area hero Ed Gold

throw out the first pitch
at today's Rockies game.

Heroes don't come any greater

than the grand marshal
of today's parade,

our own Ed Gold.

Well, that's a very
good question, Cynthia.

Nobody has asked me that.

What kept me going?

I'd say it was an inner strength
that I didn't even know I had...

That and Sansabelt slacks.

Can I get an endorsement?

Okay, any time.

You got my cell.

All right.

Excuse me.

Oh.

Gold here.

Hold on a minute.

I'm sorry for interrupting, but
the president of the local PTA

just called and
was wondering if...

Monica, the PTA?

I think we can do
better than that.

Sorry.

No, no, I can't, not tonight.

How come?

I don't know, some
sort of movie thing.

You would, you
would just be bored.

No, I wouldn't, I
would love to...

Gwen, I got to go, I
got another interview.

Okay, bye-bye.

So, Ed, last week you threw out

the first pitch at
a Rockies game,

and there's a
movie in the works.

How do you feel?

It's been very exciting.

I never guessed this
would have happened to me.

It feels great being a hero.

Nurse Vesper to Admitting.

Nurse Vosper to Admitting.

With no celebrities in sight,

the crowd was treated
to yet another appearance

by media figure Ed Gold
at tonight's movie premiere.

And now to cut the ribbon

officially opening our
newest super store,

a young man we haven't seen
much of lately, uh, Ted Gold.

Come on in and test-drive

any new or used
vehicle this weekend

and get your picture taken
with Caveman Eddie Gold.

I'm waiting for Ed
to give me numbers.

Ed who?

Ed Gold, sir.

Monica, Ed here.

Yeah, listen, I
was gonna take off,

but, um, I could always
squeeze in one or two more calls.

Nothing? Oh.

Oh, uh, what about
that PTA thing?

Oh, yeah, the clown that
hosts that cartoon show?

Yeah, no, he'll do
a good job for them.

Thanks.

Gold here.

Where the hell are my numbers?

Hi, Marla.

I'm Gloria.

I'm, I'm your new
physical therapist.

Not interested.

I don't want physical therapy.

I want to go home.

I want to see my house,
I want to see my dog.

I know this must be
very difficult for you.

No, you don't.

You have no idea
what this means.

I'm not a dancer...

but I do know what I do best,

and I know that when I do it,

I feel God's given me wings.

I would imagine that
to have that taken away

must make you feel like
your life has no purpose.

Am I getting close?

Yeah.

But there are so many
wonderful things in this world

to experience,

and with the proper prosthetic
device, there's no reason

you can't experience it all...

or at least most of it.

Now, I-I can't promise
you Swan Lake,

but there's still a lot
of dancing to do, Marla.

It's just not the
way you imagined it.

I don't believe this.

It's like, all of a sudden,
he's forgotten who I am.

You mean who you were.

Anyone call?

In the 30 seconds
you were outside?

Don't worry, I kept the
line free for interviews.

Hey, I saved a life.

I'm sorry if that bugs you.

No, I was proud of you for that.

What bugs me is
how big of a jerk

you've become ever since then.

Do you know why people
have stopped calling,

why they have stopped
giving you awards?

Because they're as sick as I am

of you sucking up the spotlight.

Why shouldn't I get a little
recognition for something I did?

We've spent our whole
lives being less than.

This is our chance
to be somebody.

I'm sorry you felt that way.

I never did.

- I didn't mean it like that.
- And as for our chance...

have the backbone
to call it what it is, Ed.

This is about you.

In all this time, have
you ever once thought

about that girl you saved?

Have you ever even
gone to see her?

Gwen.

You're a genius.

What?

Ed, what are you doing?

I'm calling Monica.

Monica... where are
the photographers?

I didn't call them.

We, we can't just
ambush Marla like that.

Oh.

Eye on the ball, Monica.

We're losing momentum.

Ed... What do we need
momentum for, Ed?

The story's going away,
but an emotional reunion

between victim and rescuer
will get us back on television.

Why?

Why? What do you mean, why?

People need heroes, Monica.

I've got a responsibility here.

All right, look,
we'll feel her out.

If she's up for it, we'll have
the press here in an hour, okay?

Which way's physical therapy?

Dr. Thompson to the pharmacy.

Excuse me. Physical therapy.

Thank you.

You're halfway there and
you are doing so great.

I can't do this.

Yes, you can.

You are not a quitter.

Excuse me.

You have a visitor.

Hello, Marla.

I was there with
you in the mine.

You remember me?

How could I forget?

Every time I turn on the
television or open a newspaper,

there you are, the hero

telling the world of
your mighty deeds,

how you held up a
mountain all by yourself.

But I know the
truth, and so do you.

What are you... what
are you talking about?

The angel.

She thought there was an
angel with us in the mine.

You were in a lot of pain.

For a while, I didn't
think so either.

But the more I see of you,

the more I know
it had to be true.

Will you help me?

You should be glad you're alive.

If I am ever grateful again,
it won't be because of you.

Gwen?

Where are you?

I brought Monica
home for dinner.

Oh, Ed, I-I don't
need any dinner.

Yeah, where is she?

She knows I have people and
a lot of other things going on.

Gwen!

I'm fine, really.

I'll see you tomorrow.

Oh, wait. Hold on.

Hey, Ed.

Spence Jacobs out in LA.

Look, I pitched your
story as an M.O.W.

at the networks and cable,
too, and no one's biting.

But, uh, hey,
don't worry about it.

I still got a few ideas left.

Talk to you later.

Hey, it's-it's Gwen.

I'm at my sister's.

I, um, I don't know what to say

except that I hope you find

whatever it is you're
looking for, Ed.

Bye.

Yeah?

Yeah, I'm still sick.

Uh, no, I'm not
gonna come into work.

Yeah, I-I called personnel.

Bye.

I'm not back.

I-I just... I just came
to get some mail.

Honey...

can we talk about this?

Now you want to talk, Ed?

What's the matter?

No more interviews?

Listen to me.

The producer from
Los Angeles called.

He thinks this
movie still could go.

It's-it's gonna solve
all our problems.

You don't have a clue
what our problems are.

You're too busy
pretending to be a hero.

I am a hero.

I saved somebody's life.

The whole world says I'm a hero.

But you were always
a hero to me, Ed.

I guess that wasn't
enough for you.

Gwen... Stop.

All I know is that, um,

the man who
walked into that mine

was someone I loved and admired.

I don't know the
man who came out.

What are you talking about?

It's bad enough you
did something good

and you're exploiting it...

but I'm not really sure what
you even did in that mine.

Wh-What?

What you did was impossible.

And I've known you so long

and know you so well, Ed...

that I know there's something
you're not telling me.

And maybe not
even telling yourself.

And now you're losing
your precious fame.

And you're losing me.

And if... and if
you're not careful,

you're gonna lose your soul.

Good-bye, Ed.

Gwen, please.

Gwen.

Where are you...?

Where are you?!

Don't hide from me, angel!

If you really do exist,
then show yourself!

I'm here.

I'm right here.

So am I.

Monica?

What is this?

I'm an angel, Ed,
and so is Andrew.

You mean... it's true?

Oh, yes.

It's true.

That voice.

It was you.

God sent me as an
answer to your prayer.

I heard.

I-I sensed something.

You, I guess.

But it just seems so impossible.

How do you think
impossible things happen?

It's by the grace of God.

God loves you, Ed.

And He knew how much you
wanted to save Marla's life,

but He also knew that
you weren't strong enough.

Only God has the power
to hold back a mountain

or decide whether
someone lives or dies.

That's why He sent Andrew.

So I'm not really a hero.

Oh, of course you are.

Many people are called
upon to step forward

and risk all that they
have to help a stranger,

but very few ever do.

And, yes, that does
make you a hero.

But... because you insisted

that only you are responsible

for the miracle that
happened in the mine,

you not only robbed
God of His glory,

but you keep others
from calling out to Him

in their own time of need.

People need to know
that God hears them

and answers them
when they cry out,

just as He did for you.

You spend your whole
life getting brushed off

and stepped around like
an ant on the sidewalk,

and you dream and you
wait, you pray for that chance,

that one moment

when you'll finally be
set apart from the crowd...

and your life will
mean something.

And when your moment came, Ed,

you answered it
with great courage.

And what could this
world possibly offer you

that would be more precious than

the unfailing love and
support of your Creator?

So what have I done?

I've lost my soul, haven't I?

No.

No, you haven't lost your soul.

You've just lost your way.

And God can show you
the way back, if you let Him.

So what do you say?

Hi.

Penance.

If it's not enough,
H can get more.

There's still a few dozen
left at the flower shop.

I don't really know
how to say this.

My life somehow got
better, for a little while,

because of what happened to you.

And I-I don't know
what to do with that

except to say that I'm so sorry.

Thank you.

I can't imagine what
you're going through.

How's the physical
therapy coming?

I guess I've learned
harder dance steps.

Yeah.

I can't dance at all.

Two left feet.

You're probably not
as bad as you think.

I saw Romeo and Juliet one time.

Did you ever do that?

Yeah.

In school.

I-I haven't danced
it professionally...

and I guess I-I won't be.

I'm sorry about that.

But... I think... God
must have something

just as wonderful
planned for you.

Or he wouldn't have sent
an angel to rescue you.

Yeah.

H can see him now.

You know something?

If you think that you used
to feel joy when you danced,

you just wait and see what
God brings you in the future.

Isn't there someone else
that you wanted her to see?

Oh, that's right.

The real hero.

Jinx!

Hey!

Hello. Hello.

Look at you.

Hello.

- Hey.
- Hey.

Oh.

I'm sorry.

No, I have to apologize to you.

I have been such a jerk lately.

True.

But I could've been a
little more understanding.

Monica helped me
to see a few things.

Oh?

Did she tell you
she's... She told me.

Everything.

So...

are-are you willing to
spend the rest of your life

with a nobody bean counter?

No.

But I'll happily spend
the rest of my life with you.