Touched by an Angel

Uncle Russell? Mmm-hmm?

Why do women spend so much time in the bathroom?

Well, Nathaniel, that's one of life's eternal mysteries,

and a real hard question to answer.

Ah, it's mirrors.

Bathrooms have mirrors, and girls spend half their lives in front of them.

That's not it.

You spend half yours in front of a mirror,

when you think we're not watching.

Uncle Russell!

Who is she?

An angel.

What?

Good afternoon, Mr. Greene.

My goodness, Nathaniel, you're growing up.

Why are you here?

This is something bad, isn't it?

Not necessarily, baby, but it is something important.

Hello, Josh.

My name is Tess.

I'm the angel that you might've heard

your parents mention meeting a while ago.

Excuse me if I'm a little... Don't be nervous.

If you think about it, it's hard to believe,

but deep inside you know it's really true, don't you?

What's going on, Tess?

Well, Mr. Greene,

God has put you and your family on the road.

A lot of roads.

Well, you've met a lot of people,

and you've seen a lot of places,

and you've helped a lot of folks through difficult times.

And now God wants you to take some time off.

God's sending us on vacation?

We've sort of been on vacation.

A real long one.

Yeah, but we still have to do homework.

You, your wife, your mother, your daughter, your nephew,

are to stay right here and await instructions.

You didn't mention Josh. What about Josh?

God wants Josh to come with me.

What?

That's ridiculous.

Mr. Greene, nothing God does is ridiculous.

You have to trust me.

God has a special purpose for Josh,

and that purpose begins right now.

You want me to go with you?

Yes.

Now, I know it's short notice,

but most people don't get much notice

when a turning point comes into their lives.

He's only 16.

And a half.

When he was a child,

he spoke and reasoned as a child,

but as he becomes a man, it's time to put childish things aside.

Just like your son spends time in front of the mirror now.

He sees the reflection of a 16-year-old boy

who's never known anything but love and protection

from a strong and loyal family.

He's got to look into another mirror now,

the mirror of the world,

and see the fear and pain

and uncertainty there.

It's the only way that he will see who he really is.

It's the only way that he will learn

not to believe what he sees with his eyes,

but what God speaks to his heart.

The choice is up to you, Josh.

You can come with me, but we must go now.

Right now.

I'll... I'll have to say goodbye to my Mom.

There's no time.

We've got to go now.

This is pretty crazy.

You don't have to go.

I know.

I can't explain it, but I think I do.

I love you.

Where's Josh going?

You'd never believe it.

Now, don't you worry, baby.

You've got an adventure coming,

and your family will be waiting right there when it's over.

Now, meet my friend Monica in the back seat.

Hello.

Hi.

I didn't see you there.

Monica, this is Josh.

Josh, this is Monica.

She's an angel in need of help.

An angel needs help?

A funny thing happened on the way to my assignment.

I went blind.

I've never seen anything like this.

Well, under most conditions I'd call it impossible,

but considering how my day has gone...

My baby.

My baby's broke.

So, it's begun.

What?

My assignment.

Monica was assigned to watch and wait,

and it must be time, 'cause the waiting has definitely started.

W-what do you mean, "watch and wait"?

It takes time to master the art of it,

and some of the wisest minds in history didn't get it down,

but it's important,

so the two of you will have to help each other.

Monica will do the waiting,

and, obviously, Josh, you will do the watching.

You've got to be Monica's eyes.

I'm gonna need your help, Josh.

I've only been blind since noon,

and it's come as a bit of a surprise.

I... I don't get it. I mean, why did God make you blind?

I don't know yet, but God always has a plan.

Maybe an angel lost her sight so that others might see,

including you.

Here comes your ride, baby.

Remember, Angel Girl,

watch and wait.

Got a problem?

Uh, yeah.

We... We lost a couple wheels. I think the generator's gone.

There's certainly not gonna be a gas station open anywhere around here.

Would you mind taking us with you to Denver?

We could have a friend come by and pick up the car.

Sure. Hop in.

(SOFT MUSIC PLAYING ON CAR STEREO)

How much further?

Well, with any luck, it'll be a lot farther.

You're moving here?

Yeah, but not for long.

Look, I can drop you guys off somewhere first, if you want.

I know it's terribly presumptuous of us,

but could we impose upon you until our car is fixed?

Josh here will be happy to help you move into your new place.

Remember what I told you, now.

Well, I was planning on going there by myself,

but, actually, it might be nice to have a little company, so sure.

Great. Thanks.

Right here? Okay?

This is it. This is it. Left. Left.

I don't believe this place.

You're moving here? On purpose?

What does it look like?

I think the word is godforsaken.

There's no such place, Josh.

Monica, if you could only see what I'm looking at.

Well, you have to try looking with something besides your eyes.

Well, well, well, just like my horoscope said.

A stranger from another country

will enter your life on the 29th.

Queenie, don't start that astrology trash with me.

Besides, we already knew he was coming.

Yeah, but not today.

Yeah, well, he ain't from another country.

Beverly Hills, Tonya.

That white boy might as well be from another planet.

Now, the story goes is he quit law school and business school.

Can't hold down a job or a girlfriend for more than a month.

Never finished a thing he started.

Mmm.

He must be one of those Peter Pan types, huh?

Well, welcome to Never-Never Land.

You should be ashamed of yourself, girl.

Hi.

You have some keys for me?

Now, you the new landlord?

Yeah. Well, no. Actually, I'm consulting for my grandfather.

You the one that's gonna be taking our money?

Well, yeah, but I'm not...

Then you the new landlord.

Okay. Uh, I'm Michael Burns and I... I'll be...

Michael's grandfather got tired of him frolicking.

Turned this whole mini-mall over to him.

Kind of like a "last chance to do something with your lazy life"

"before I wash my hands of you" thing.

How am I doing?

Great. You actually sounded a little like him at the end there.

Honey, you're gonna do fine around here.

Mmm. Well, anyway,

those boys who were yelling and screaming at you,

they were trying to send you a message.

Come here.

Your tire's low.

Then how do you spell it?

What?

The "to".

You don't spell it, you say it. Boyz II Men.

If I can't spell it, I'm not writing it.

Look at that board up there.

Aretha, Bessie, Gladys.

Everyone of them is spelled.

I don't serve nothing round here that can't be spelled.

Hi. Hello.

Wanna sit down?

You two need some direction?