Father Dowling Mysteries (1989) s02e08 Episode Script

(theme music playing)
(bells tolling)
(crowd murmuring)
So my mother's
flying in from Denver
for the christening, Father.
Well, how nice. I'll get
to meet her next Sunday.
Yeah, all the guys
from work will be here.
We're having a party
over at the house.
You gonna come?
Oh, and Sister Stephanie.
We wouldn't miss it.
And how is the object
of all this attention, huh?
(chuckling) Look at that.
She's sleeping like an angel.
(door opens, closes)
Marie?
Oh, Father Dowling.
Time to fix lunch?
Oh, no, no, no, no, you go
right ahead with your prayer.
Are you all right?
You know me.
I'm always all right.
(heavy snoring)
(louder snoring)
Hey.
Amen!
G-great sermon, Father.
Just a great, great sermon.
Yes, I can see how it kept
you on the edge of your seat.
Mass is over. I missed him!
Missed who, Mr., uh?
Michael. No
"Mister," just Michael.
Now, I'll tell you
who I'm looking for.
I made a I made a
note here someplace.
Ah, here it is. I found it.
Um Rick McMasters.
There. Rick McMasters.
Yes, Rick McMasters.
Yeah, I flew in late last
night just to see him.
May I ask why?
May you? There
is no stopping you!
Frank, you are nosey,
but you can't help it.
God made you that way.
How do you know my
name? Who are you?
Well, y-you might say
that I'm-I'm an investigator.
I look into things,
know what I mean?
Not entirely, no.
(chuckling)
Whoa!
I had forgotten just how
much bones can ache.
Whoa!
So, where can I find Rick?
Well, I don't think I can
tell you that, uh, Michael?
This is important.
Oh, I'm sure it is, but you see,
Rick is a member of my parish,
and I'm afraid I don't know you.
You see, you are stubborn
and that isn't God's doing.
You became that
way all by yourself!
So long, Frank.
A day. What a trip.
So I fell asleep. Big deal.
(door closes)
(chuckles)
(sighing)
Frank, I think you should
go see Rick McMasters.
I just saw him at mass.
Oh. Well, I think you should
go over and talk to him.
I just have this
feeling about it.
Is something wrong?
I don't know, I just had
this very strong feeling
that you should go talk to him.
All right, I will.
Okay.
Where are you off to?
Senior citizens'
center, and I'm late.
MARIE: I'm sorry
lunch isn't ready.
I don't know what's wrong
with me. I forgot to go to market.
Oh, don't worry
about lunch, Marie.
Would you give me a lift?
Oh, sure, I'll get my coat.
Oh.
Is something
troubling you, Marie?
Would you like to talk about it?
Now, you've got a
parish full of people
telling you their troubles,
isn't that enough?
Well, you're more than
a parishioner, Marie.
You're a very good friend.
How's your sister?
Well Mildred hasn't
been feeling well,
and she's going into
the hospital for tests.
How'd you know?
Well, I paid the
phone bill yesterday
and I couldn't help notice
there were quite a
few calls to Cleveland.
(Marie gasping)
Oh, I'll pay for those calls.
No, no, no, no, you'll
do no such thing.
Tomorrow morning,
I'm going to offer my
first mass for Mildred.
Oh, thank you, Father Dowling.
And don't you worry.
God cares.
I'm gonna walk back, Marie.
Such a nice day,
I'm gonna tell Steve that
I'm getting my exercise.
Bye, Marie. Thanks.
(engine sputtering)
(dog barking in distance)
- Where did you come from?
- Breakfast.
- You followed me.
- You see a car?
Well, how did you get here?
Actually, I had a Plymouth
once, red-black running board.
I romanced Ellie
Stone in that car
and gave that woman the
best ten days she ever had.
(door opening)
Father Dowling.
Hi, Rick. I'm Michael.
I came to warn you.
Tony Lakka is out of prison.
I don't wanna talk
about Tony Lakka.
Now, look here. You
Uh, excuse me, Father.
Rick, this is very,
very important.
Look, forget it, all right?
Tony Lakka is history.
I don't know why you
brought him here, Father,
but I don't want to talk to him.
He thinks you're with me.
Well, why not? I'm a nice guy.
Have a nice day, Mr Michael.
Rick won't listen to me.
That's up to Rick.
- But he'll listen to you.
- You think so?
Then why'd he slam
a door in my face.
You'll go back alone,
you'll talk to him.
Ha! What makes you think that?
Because it's a
matter of life and
(tires screeching)
You gonna stay in the
street all day, Father?
I almost got killed!
You're here, you're
breathing, don't worry about it.
That car was speeding!
The driver didn't even see
me, and he stopped just like that.
Happens.
(sighing)
You need a ride home?
Oh, I'll never get
a cab around here.
Who are you?
What's this all about?
Questions, questions.
Always questions.
Don't you ever just kick
back, go with the flow?
I can't believe this!
You put it that way, I'll
answer your questions.
We'll go to church.
- Why church?
- You'll see.
You feeling okay, Frank?
Fine. Now, if you'll just
The altar. Those posies?
We can do better than that.
How-how did you do that?
(majestic church
organ music plays)
(music fades out)
(chuckling)
Now, to answer
your question, Frank,
I'm an angel.
You're a what?
I'm an angel.
I am assigned to
the record division.
The computer made a mistake.
All right, I made a mistake.
Now, Frank, someone is
being called before his time.
(chuckling)
Y-you don't expect me to believe
that you're actually an angel?
You don't expect me
to go out and perform
any big stunts, because
there are limits to what I can do.
All right, see if
this works for you.
Your twin brother, Blaine?
Last week you prayed
for the salvation of his soul.
Good enough for you?
Now, how would you know that?
Because where I'm from,
it's common knowledge.
Now, look.
Well, that's just a cocktail
napkin with smudged writing.
I came through a
rainstorm and it got soaked.
Now, I can only make
out the two names,
Rick McMasters and Tony Lakka.
Well, what about them?
You have got to keep
Rick McMaster away
from the hood, Tony Lakka.
You mean, Rick could
get himself killed?
(door opens,
footsteps approaching)
STEPHANIE: Frank?
(door closes)
W-what is goin' on?
Did I hear organ music?
Oh, well, I-I-I-I can't
explain right now, Steve,
but you were right, and, uh,
I think we should go
see Rick McMasters.
He said he was a what?
I know it sounds crazy,
but that's what he said.
Well, yeah, did you
smell his breath?
Look, Steve, I don't know
whether he's an angel or not,
but I've got to follow
through on this.
Frank, I think you've
been workin' too hard.
(groaning)
I urge you not to get
involved with Tony Lakka.
Why would I do that?
Rick, I know that years ago
your father worked for Tony Lakka,
and when Lakka and his
associates were arrested,
your father already
was a very sick man,
but Lakka never
implicated your father.
Yeah, Lakka kept his mouth shut
and Dad ended up dying
at home instead of in prison.
So what?
Well, that's a very big favor
Lakka did for your family.
So Tony's a sweetheart.
So what?
I haven't heard from him.
Well, according to
my sources you will.
Hey, you mean that bum
you brought over here?
Well, he's not a bum, he's a
Well, I-I'd rather not say.
I'd rather he didn't either.
(knocking on door)
Excuse me.
MAN: How are you?
Mr. Lakka
(continues indistinctly)
STEPHANIE: I know
one of those guys, Frank.
He's bad news.
Let's go over to the warehouse.
(door opens)
I, uh, I got to go pick
up Sarah and Emily.
Rick, we really
must talk about this.
Well, I'll call you, Father,
before the christening.
(Dowling sighs)
(sighs)
(engine starts)
Looking good, Rick,
marriage agrees with you,
and you're a daddy.
Baby girl, isn't it?
Yeah, her name's Emily.
Emily that's nice.
Your father would
have been proud.
Your mother got
the money I sent her?
Oh, yeah, and, you know,
we really appreciate that.
Oh, my pleasure.
Made me feel good to
know your father died
at home in whatever
comfort I could provide.
What do you want, Mr. Lakka?
I own this place.
Used to serve the
best pizza in town.
Go away for five years,
everything changes.
But not you, huh, Rick?
I haven't changed either, Rick.
Looking to get
back in the business,
but I need your help.
What can I do?
Remember the time you came to me
and asked me to keep
your father out of jail?
Yeah, I remember.
Now, there was a man
who understood
loyalty and obligation.
He knew that a
man pays his debts
and the debts of his family.
Isn't that right, Rick?
Are you saying I
owe you, Mr. Lakka?
He's with Tony Lakka.
I don't like this, Steve.
(inaudible)
They just struck a deal.
DOWLING: God is the giver
of all life, human and divine.
May he bless the
father of this child.
He and his wife will
be the first teachers
of their child in
the ways of faith.
May they be also
the best of teachers,
bearing witness to the
faith by what they say
and they do.
In Christ Jesus, our Lord.
CONGREGATION: Amen.
By God's gift, through
water and the Holy Spirit,
we are reborn
to everlasting life.
In his goodness
may he continue to
pour out his blessings
upon these sons
and daughters of his.
MICHAEL: Yeah, mm-hmm.
Sure, yeah, yeah, yeah.
A little louder I
can hardly hear you.
Mm-hmm.
Yeah, louder, uh-huh.
Yeah, yeah, I'm back, mm-hmm.
Yeah.
So, so what about it, Ellie, do
we go stepping tonight or not?
Mm-hmm, okay,
I'll talk to you later.
Yeah, sure, I'll
stay out of trouble.
Bye.
Excuse me.
(Michael chuckles)
Can you believe this?
I call up four foxy ladies
who used to be
absolutely crazy about me
and what do I get?
I get an earful of kids
and grandkids and bunions
and rheumatism, falling
this and collapsing that.
I tell you, Stevie, it is
getting disheartening.
I'm, I'm sorry, do I know you?
I'm Michael, Father
Dowling's friend.
Oh, yeah.
Frank says you're connected.
I mean, you, you
know some things
that most people don't know.
Yeah.
I know some things
about you, Steve.
Like what?
Well, like the time you
got Old Man Casey drunk
and you took your friends
for a joyride on his truck
while he slept
it off in the back.
Uh, how do, how do
you know about that?
And the time you stole
the statue of St. Teresa
from Sister Martha's classroom?
(chuckles) Actually St.
Teresa was flattered.
Now, Steve, that baby
that you delivered
The mother was
your best friend Karen.
She was 14 and so
very, very frightened.
You remember you took the
baby and Karen to the sisters
and you always wondered
what had happened to her?
Well, the baby is fine,
Karen's happy and
married, and she prays
for you every day.
I promised Karen I would
never tell anybody about that
and I never did.
(sighs)
You really are, aren't you?
You are.
(chuckles)
I just took a pie
out of the oven.
Thought you might like some.
(claps hands)
Oh, dear lady, how thoughtful.
I don't know why I
took a notion to bake.
I haven't made a
rhubarb pie in years.
Rhubarb my favorite.
How delightful.
Coming, Steve?
Yeah.
STEPHANIE: You put your
thumb on the bottom on the ace.
That way, when you cut the deck,
- it's on the top.
- Hey, great.
Hi, Frank. Talk to Rick?
Yeah, after the christening,
but I didn't get anywhere.
On top of that I
misplaced my missal.
Here it is; you
dropped it on the floor.
Oh, well, thank you.
Michael
would you take another
look at your notes
that you made on
that cocktail napkin?
Maybe there's something
more you can tell me.
Sure.
Here, it
Down here I had
it here somewhere.
Okay.
Oh.
(sighs)
Maybe it's over here.
(chuckles) Not there.
Okay, I'm not quite there yet.
Got it here someplace.
Maybe it's over here.
I got it.
Uh-huh.
Ah, ah, here it is.
Not much, though, just a,
just a bunch of numbers.
What about 'em?
Beats me.
Well, you wrote 'em.
(chuckling): Okay, I confess.
On my way in, what
with the rain and all,
I stopped off in Cleveland,
had a few beers just
to ward off the chill.
I, I can't exactly remember
what these numbers mean.
You know what?
I think I'm gonna go see Sarah.
Bye, Michael.
Bye.
Good luck.
Yeah.
Steve is very special.
- Gets a lot of attention up there.
- (door opens)
(door closes)
Now, Frank, let me
give you some advice.
You've done all you could do.
From here on in
you stay out of it.
Personally I'm
going to the track.
Now, wait a minute,
you can't do that.
Frank, your friend Rick has
made his deal with the devil
Or Tony Lakka same thing.
He's made the
wrong turn in the road,
which takes it out
of my jurisdiction.
Nothing I can do.
So what if Rick has
struck a deal with Lakka?
Nothing's happened yet.
Maybe we can still stop them.
It's too late, Frank,
leave it alone,
- and that's my last word on the subject.
- (door opens)
PRESTWICK: Father Dowling?
There's an article in
here about the bishop.
I am not even mentioned
once, and it was my idea.
I am sorry, I didn't
realize you had company.
Hi, Phil.
Have we met?
No, but I'm sure we will.
- Who, who is he?
- (door opens)
Oh, he's just passing through.
(door closes)
What's going on here, Frank?
Is he with the church?
Yes, yes, in fact
he's quite high up.
I knew it, there's
something about him.
Traveling incognito?
You might say that, yes.
(chuckles) Say no more, Frank.
Hmm.
This pie looks wonderful, Marie.
It is but it's for company.
- MAN: Watch it.
- MAN 2: Yeah.
Excuse me, Sister.
- Do you want us to take it inside?
- SARAH: This way.
- This, too, huh?
- Yes, uh, that one together.
- Right, yes, ma'am.
- Yes.
- Hi.
- Steve, hi. Ah.
You're three hours early
for the christening party.
Oh, well, I just
stopped by to say hello.
- Oh.
- What is all this stuff?
This isn't all of it.
You have to come inside.
Look, isn't it wonderful?
All of this from
Rick's Uncle Tony.
Oh.
Yeah, it's wonderful.
Um, Sarah, do you know
who this Uncle Tony is?
Not really.
Why do you ask?
Well, let's just say
that Uncle Tony
doesn't give gifts
without getting something back.
Is something wrong, Steve?
RICK: There's
nothing wrong, honey.
You know, this is a blessed
day for my family, Sister.
I'm glad you could
share in our happiness.
You're right, this
is a special day.
I'll see you guys later, okay?
Kiss Emily for me.
Oh, I will.
Bye.
(indistinct chatter)
Burt's waiting for you, boss.
Let's go.
Hey.
Oh, you must be
here for the audition.
Yeah. Mm-hmm.
It's all yours, honey.
Thanks.
(indistinct chatter)
(grill hissing)
I got a warehouse on
12th just south of Wabash.
- You know the place?
- BURT: I know the place.
That's where the
Gurriera Brothers got it.
I need the delivery
made tonight.
You realize this is not
the easiest item to
put your hands on?
Deal goes off tomorrow.
Now, don't disappoint me.
BURT: You can count
on me, Tony. It'll be there.
Half now, half on delivery.
You got it.
Well that's it.
Got to go. Sayonara.
Hey!
Not so fast.
Hi, Frank.
Hi.
Oh, I keep losing my missal.
Well, why don't you tie it
around your neck, like mittens?
Ha, ha. Where have you been?
Well, there I was,
slicing and dicing,
the onions and the
bean sprouts were flying
- all over the place
- What are you talking about?
Well, I went back to
that Japanese restaurant
- and did a little snooping around.
- Steve.
STEPHANIE: And I got caught
- trying to get into Lakka's office.
- What?
Well, it turned
out okay, though,
because they thought that I
was there to audition for the chef.
That's the slicing
and dicing part.
And the lucky part is that I
auditioned at Lakka's table,
so I overheard him tell
some guy named Burt
to make a delivery
tonight at a warehouse
that Tony owns over
on 12th and Wabash.
- Delivery of what?
- STEPHANIE: He didn't say.
But it's got something
to do with Rick?
Sure looks that way, Frank.
Uh, well, thank God you
got out of there all right.
Well, it wasn't easy, you know.
As I was leaving, this
big goon comes up,
and he grabs me, and
he spins me around.
What happened?
I start Wednesday.
Raw squid, Frank.
All you can eat.
Ew!
(sighs)
God is in his heaven,
Marie. What could be wrong?
I didn't see you come in.
Please, please, dear
lady, finish your tea.
I don't know what's
wrong with me.
I-I never get tired.
You're worried about
Mildred and her medical tests.
Father Dowling told you.
Not exactly.
But you are worried, aren't you?
I'm worried sick.
Now, I-I pray for Mildred,
I'm lighting candles.
I'm even saying a novena, but
But you don't know if God
will answer your prayers.
Oh, Mother taught us that God
answers everyone's prayers.
It's just that sometimes
the answer is no.
But God never said
no to my mother.
Gee, I remember
when Mildred was sick
She had pneumonia
And my mother, God
bless her, sat up all night
by Mildred's bed
saying her rosary,
and in the morning,
that fever was broken.
But you-you see, my mother
was a very good woman.
She was sweet and devout.
And I'm not as
sweet as I should be.
And I'm not as
devout as I could be.
(sighs)
I don't pray all that much.
Mildred is gonna be fine.
She is?
Yeah. You see, you're
a very good person,
Marie, and if you
fix me some lunch,
you're gonna be an
even better person.
(door opens)
(door closes)
Marie, have you seen Michael?
Didn't you pass
him on the way in?
STEPHANIE: He was in here?
He was here just a second ago.
How could he
disappear so quickly?
Well, he's had
a lot of practice.
Uh, look if he shows up again,
will you tell him we'd
like to see him, please?
Bye.
So, what do we do now?
(sighs) I'm not sure.
Maybe visit a certain warehouse?
(crickets chirping)
(door closing)
Over there.
Where's that truck?
It's late.
(truck engine revving)
(brakes squeak)
(hissing)
(hissing)
(indistinct chatter)
(door closes)
(truck doors open)
(engine starting)
Get the other door there.
Good. There.
(vehicle door opening)
(door closing)
Here you go, Burt.
Right.
You guys call Danny here
when you're through
with the paint job.
He'll, uh, take a look at it.
And, uh, let's do
nice work here, huh?
Okay, Mr. Lakka.
How's that, sir?
LAKKA: Looking good.
Burt, talk to you.
(indistinct chatter)
(metallic clanging)
There can't be any
mistakes tomorrow.
I'm gonna be there.
(door squeaks and scrapes)
(door closes)
(door squeaks and creaks)
(crickets chirping)
(door squeaks shut)
Come on, Father.
Where are you taking me?
Church.
(crickets chirping)
Let's go inside.
Frank?
Shh.
Bless me, Father.
You're gonna hear my confession.
(sighs) Go ahead, Mr. Lakka.
Tomorrow morning,
a Morgan Security
armored car is scheduled
to pick up a
shipment of diamonds.
It'll never get there.
Rick told me the
route they're taking,
and, uh, we have a
fake armored car waiting.
We hijack their armored car,
ours picks up the diamonds,
and Tony Lakka's
back in business.
You have no intention
of resisting temptation?
Nope.
Without that, or remorse,
I cannot give you absolution.
You can't talk about it, either.
To anyone.
See you around.
(door opening)
(sighs)
Let's go.
Oh, Frank are you okay?
Yeah.
Well, what happened?
I can't tell you
about it, Steve.
Yeah, I understand that,
but what is the problem?
I never used to have trouble
finding a floating game.
Got to go. Bye.
Perhaps I can help.
You can?
Forgive me for overhearing,
but if you're interested
in floating games,
I can arrange for you
to use the diocesan pool.
It opens at 9:00 in the morning.
Appreciate that, Phil,
but some other time.
Uh
Excuse me.
Excuse me. (chuckles)
- I-I I don't mean to pry
- Mm-hmm.
But I'm aware that you have
some standing in the church
- Mm-hmm.
- And I was wondering
You want to know what
certain people think of you?
Well, who wouldn't?
I mean, one is always curious
about the opinion of
one's superiors, isn't one?
All I can say is,
those in high places
have an eye on you.
Really?
Yes.
If I may be so bold,
how do they see my
chances for advancement?
Relax, Father.
You're going to
live a very long life.
You're gonna spend
it all in the church
doing some interesting work.
(laughs)
I'll always go
wherever I'm called.
That's the spirit.
Now, I have a temporary problem.
Could I put the
touch on you for $50?
My pleasure.
(both laugh)
(Michael sighs)
Wish me luck.
Luck.
(Michael chuckles)
(door closes)
(door opens)
Father Prestwick,
have you seen Michael?
He was just here.
You didn't see him
when you came in?
Did he say where he was going?
No. Why? Is there a problem?
Yes, there is.
We need a miracle.
Frank, I know you're stymied.
(chuckles) You're
right about that.
Well, I think I figured
out what your problem is.
Tony Lakka takes you
into the confessional,
tells you the whole story,
and now you can't
act on what he told you.
Now I know that you
can't say anything,
but I'm just I'm just
talking out loud here, okay?
- Okay.
- Okay.
So there's certain
things that I know
and nothing's gonna stop me.
- That's true.
- So, listen to this.
I've been putting it together
all night, and I think I got it.
I go to the Japanese restaurant,
I hear Tony Lakka saying
he's getting an item delivered.
Then we go to the warehouse,
and this huge
moving van shows up.
So, I figure that
the item inside
has got to be a
really big one, right?
Now, I don't go
into the warehouse,
so I don't see what's
happening but it's my guess
And I'm thinking
like you here, Frank
That there is an armored
car inside that moving van.
What makes you say that?
Because Rick McMasters works
for an armored car company,
and why else would Lakka
need him for the deal?
So, Tony Lakka takes
delivery on an armored car.
The next question I
ask myself is why?
Hmm, and what do
you answer yourself?
Well, I figure that these guys
are up to no good
with this armored car.
Some kind of a
heist or something.
Am I right, or am I right?
Well, that's certainly
a possibility, I guess.
Well, the only thing
that we don't know
is what they're gonna
rob, where and when,
just that it's soon.
Yeah, that's true.
But Michael has this napkin.
It's got these numbers on it.
It could be the time
and the place or both.
But Michael is gone.
Oh, yeah.
He could be anywhere.
Oh, he probably went for a swim.
A what?
Yeah, the diocesan pool.
Why would he do that?
He said he was looking
for a floating game.
(groans)
I think I know where
to start looking.
I've got to go have
another talk with Rick.
Or you might try the YMCA.
(door opens)
(door closes)
(blues music plays)
(men yelling)
(excited chattering)
Here we go.
Eight!
Eight.
(overlapping chatter)
We got to talk.
Okay.
Listen, roll the dice for me.
I want them back
when I come back.
(overlapping chatter)
You having a good time, Michael?
I am having the time of my life.
Oh, come on, don't
look at me like that.
I only have 24 hours
before I'm due back
and I would like to
make the most of it.
I'm going to take my winnings
and go out and have
myself a whale of a time.
Hey.
You know, I went to a lot of
bars tonight looking for you.
You know what I found out?
It seems that a lot of people
in the old neighborhood
remember a guy that
fits your description,
- (chuckles)
- a guy named Michael Moore.
Ooh.
Michael Moore was
a con man and a thief,
boozed pretty good,
had an eye for the ladies.
(laughs) Sounds like a
pretty good man to me.
Yeah, well, they also
told me about a fire
in an apartment house.
A lot of old people.
They said that this Michael
Moore kept going back
into the house and
bringing people out.
And he went back in
until he got every
last one of them out.
And then he went
back in one more time,
just to make sure,
and the roof collapsed.
He died in that fire.
Michael Moore was a hero.
He couldn't walk
away from saving a life.
MAN: Hey,
Michael, it's your roll.
You in this now?
- Give me the dice.
- Bring me luck.
Now you all all the money.
Put it all put
it all down there.
Come on.
(excited chattering)
Snake eyes.
(men exclaim, laugh)
MICHAEL: How do you like that?
A nun brings me bad luck.
Got to get to work, Father.
You're in trouble, Rick.
I know you made a
deal with Tony Lakka,
and I know it's
gonna happen today.
Are you going to the police?
Ordinarily I would; I'd have to.
But in this case I can't, and
I can't explain to you why.
But you've got to do it, Rick.
You've got to go to the police
and tell them
everything you know.
- I can't.
- You must.
For Sarah and for Emily.
The police can help
you, and I can help you.
You know, you think
so, Father; you're wrong.
You can't just cross a man like
Tony Lakka and get away with it.
If they don't get me,
they get Sarah
and they get Emily.
Rick, wait a minute,
listen to me, please.
You've still got a choice.
You're wrong, Father.
My choices were over the day
my family took favors
from Tony Lakka.
(engine starts)
(horn honking)
(tires squealing)
Did you find him?
Oh, yeah.
- (snoring)
- What can I say?
It's been a long night.
Drink this.
(groans) Thank you.
Mmm, this is powerful stuff.
Can I have another touch
of that rhubarb pie, please?
This place where you, uh, work,
do they go by
international time?
What?
Military time?
Yeah, that's right.
Well, then this 13:15 could
be 1:15 in the afternoon.
Yeah, 1:15.
Frank, that's ten
minutes from now.
But where, Michael?
Uh, corner of 31st and Crawford.
Ha, I remembered.
Marie, call Clancy
and tell her we're on the way.
Where's Michael?
It's almost 1:15.
Where are they?
- Over there, Frank, look.
- Hmm?
(engine starts)
(horns honking)
What are they doing here?
It's all over, Tony.
(sirens wailing)
You broke your vows.
No, I didn't.
(gunshot echoes)
(clattering)
(gunshots)
Frank.
Put the gun down now.
Call an ambulance!
Frank?
Don't die on me, Frank.
He's not breathing, Michael.
Now, let me take a look, Sister.
This was in his
pocket all along,
and it stopped this bullet.
(Frank groaning)
Frank?
Oh.
(groans)
Must have knocked
the wind out of me.
You all right?
Yeah.
I suppose so.
Michael's here, Frank.
Hmm?
(sighs)
Michael?
FRANK: It's okay.
Okay.
When Michael told
me that somebody was
about to be taken prematurely,
I-I just thought it was Rick.
So did I.
All the time, it was me.
You know, Steve, I've
seen miracles of faith,
love, courage,
the grace of God working
through his people,
but I never saw
anything like this.
I don't understand.
Neither do I, Frank.
Do you think he'll be back?
I don't know.
I hope so.
I'd like to tell him
how grateful I am.
But somehow, I think he knows.
Good-bye.
Oh.
I just got off the phone
with my sister, Mildred.
Her tests came back; she's fine.
Oh, that's so great, Marie.
You must be relieved.
Oh, I'll say.
Where's Michael?
I think I'll make him
another rhubarb pie.
Well, uh, Michael's gone.
I don't know when he'll be back.
Oh.
Think I'll make a pie anyway.
Michael's gone.
Oh.
Michael's concluded
his business?
That's right.
I had some wonderful ideas
I wanted to share with him.
Notions about fund-raising,
financial restructuring.
And there's the matter
of the $50 he owes me.
It's a $50 bill.
Where did this come from?