Help the blind.
Help the blind.
Help the blind.
Help the blind.
Help the blind.
Help the blind.
Well, that's our show for tonight.
You learn anything, Mr. Rich?
Not a thing.
I'm rich because I worked hard,
you're poor because you didn't.
You just weren't listening, were you?
That's why you didn't get the message.
What message?
There but for the grace of God go I.
Oh, don't give me that stuff,
you bum.
That's all you are, you're just a bum.
That's right, just a bum.
You look at us and that's all you see.
You never listen.
It's easier to say we're just bums.
Just bums.
I wasn't born a bum.
Maybe I was abused
when I was a child.
Maybe my parents were alcoholics
or druggies.
Maybe I fought for this country
and saw too much death.
Maybe I'm sick and I need help.
Maybe...
Never mind, I know.
It's easier to say we're just bums.
Come on, give him $ .
- Five dollars?
- Yeah.
He was good. He made me cry.
- You gotta be kidding.
- Just give it to him.
Okay, but he's just gonna buy wine
with it and end up in the gutter.
Go ahead.
Thank you.
Beautiful, like always, Herb.
Help the blind.
Help the blind.
- Help the blind.
- Here you go, Paulie.
It's a fiver.
Thank you, thank you, Wally.
Get a room, Paulie.
Your cough's getting worse.
Now, promise me you'll get a room.
Yeah, I promise you, Wally.
I'll get a room. Bless you.
I'll get a room.
Oh, Paulie.
Paulie.
That him?
Yeah.
- That's Wally Dunn.
- You're sure?
I'm very sure.
All right, take it easy.
Take it easy, Long John.
I'm here, I'm here.
Hello, Long John. Oh, boy.
Yeah, I know, I know.
I've been gone a long time.
You wait and see what I brought you.
Wait till you taste this.
Try that.
Are they good? Is that good?
Chew on that.
Good, huh? Yeah.
That's a cute pup.
I'm sorry if we scared you.
I just didn't hear you come in,
that's all.
Mind if we sit down?
No, no, go right ahead.
Thank you.
My name's Jonathan. This is Mark.
How you doing?
Wally Dunn.
We're fine, doing just fine.
Haven't seen you around.
Yeah, well, we just got in.
What's the pup's name?
I call him Long John Silver
on account of this bad leg here.
Found him about a week ago.
Put a splint on that.
I don't know,
must have got hit or something.
I hate to leave him in this old suitcase
when I'm gone so long,
but he's not in much shape
to go running around on his own.
Look...
If you want booze or money,
I can save you a lot of trouble.
I haven't got any.
I've got some groceries
I'd be happy to share.
That's very kind of you.
Don't mention it.
We got some...
Got some chilli,
got some crackers
and got
some apple juice here too.
Sounds good. Thank you.
Why are you doing this, Wally?
- Doing what?
- Sharing your food.
We're strangers.
You don't even know us.
You're hungry, ain't you?
Wouldn't make any difference
whether I know you or not.
You know, people can't be strangers
after they break bread together.
No. After that,
they've gotta be friends.
Help yourself to them crackers.
What's funny, Wally?
I heard a story about a man
who met Long John Silver.
And he said, "John," he says,
"I noticed that peg leg there,
what happened to you?"
He said, "Sea battle."
He said,
"Cannonball took it right off."
He said,
"Why, heavens, that's just terrible."
He said,
"I noticed you got that hook there too.
You lose your hand in a battle?"
He says, "Yeah, another battle.
Cutlass, whack, took it right off."
And he says,
"Why, that's just awful." He said,
"That patch on your eye?
You lose your eye too?"
He says, "No, no battle."
He said,
"Seagull flew over...right in me eye."
And the man says,
"You're trying to tell me that a seagull
did that and took your eye out?"
He says, "No.
You see, it was the first day
I was wearing me hook."
- It's a good one.
- Not bad at all.
Wally, you all right?
Fine, go ahead.
No, I'm just saying blessing.
Lord, thank you for this food
and for this company
and for this beautiful day.
And especially, thank you
for warming up the night like this.
It helps your children out there
on the street.
And, Lord,
help them to get to know you.
They need you a lot.
I love you, Lord. Amen.
Amen.
Morning, Wally.
Oh, morning. I'm sorry if I woke you.
It's Friday.
I've gotta get an early start on Fridays.
Where you going?
Make my rounds, visit friends.
Today I go across town.
There's a little boy
used to come and see my puppet show
every day after school.
Real sick now,
so I go see him on Fridays.
I'd go every day but these old legs
just can't do it anymore.
- Hey, Wally.
- Morning.
Hey, look what I found.
I think that collar's
small enough to fit your pup.
You won't have to leave him
in the suitcase anymore.
Yeah, that's real nice.
I can't take him on my rounds,
though.
Some of the places I go
don't allow any dogs, barely allow me.
Well, that's a shame.
It's gonna get awful hot
in this boxcar today.
Hey, look,
why don't we go along with you?
We can keep the pup outside
for you.
Oh, I'm going a long way. You sure?
We got nothing but time.
All right, then.
Long John, this is your lucky day.
Stevie...
Come on,
try and sip a little soda.
- It will help your stomach.
- No, I don't want it.
You need to take some liquids.
I can't. Stomach's too sick.
That's Wally.
Do you want me to tell him
you're not feeling well?
- No, I wanna see him.
- Honey, you're sick.
Yeah, Mom, just for a while.
All right.
Hi, Mrs. Markham.
Oh, hello, Wally.
These are a couple of friends.
Jonathan and Mark.
- How are you?
- Hi.
Hello.
Well, won't you come in?
Listen, I think I better stay out here.
I'm not sure that this little dog
is fully housebroken.
- Oh, well, we won't be long.
- Take your time.
How is the little guy?
His stomach's real upset.
He just had a round of therapy.
It's real hard on him.
Doctor say anything?
Well, that's the last of the treatments.
At least he won't have to be
in that hospital...
Why don't you just go on in?
When I grow up
I want to be a very famous clown
And have the people laugh at me
When the circus comes to town
I'll make them glad
When they are sad
I'll chase away each frown
I'll blink my nose and tip my hat
When the circus comes to town
And when you hear the old calliope
You'll watch me and you'll laugh
I'll roll like a wheel
And honk like a seal
And stretch my neck
Like a big giraffe
I hope you'll see me when I'm shown
When I become a clown
Next year when I am fully grown
And the circus comes to town
- Hi, kid.
- Hi, Wally.
- Say hi to Jonathan.
- Hi.
Hi, Stevie.
- Mom says your stomach is lousy.
- It's not so bad.
Hey, you don't have to play
Superman with me, you know.
Everybody's got a right to complain
if they feel bad.
I know.
I'm just so tired of feeling bad.
Yeah, I know, kid.
So how are things on the street?
Well, let's see.
- You remember Margaret?
- Sure.
The lady that always had
that big pumpkin in her shopping cart.
Right. Well, she finally got herself
into the detox centre
and she's doing pretty good.
Even got herself a job
down at the bus station,
running the concession stand.
That's great. She's nice.
Come back here.
Where did you come from?
Hey, Long John,
are you getting in trouble?
I'm sorry.
He slipped right out of his collar.
So that's the pup you found.
May I hold him?
- Sure.
- He's cute.
His leg must be getting better,
jumping in here like that.
Yeah, must be.
He's so cute.
I always wanted a puppy like this.
Well, why don't you ask your mom?
You know, needs a home.
- No.
- Why not?
- It wouldn't be fair to him.
- Why?
He's just a pup.
He's gonna live a long time.
And I'm...
It just wouldn't be fair.
You're sure
everything you told me is true?
Would an angel lie to you?
I thought nobody was supposed
to know but me and you?
It's okay, it's okay.
They're angels too.
They are?
Are you really an angel?
Will you swear?
Swear to God, Stevie. I'm an angel.
Gee.
Gee.
You know, Wally,
I wanted to believe you
about heaven and all,
but I was still a little...
- You know.
- Yeah, I know, kid.
Now I know for sure.
You still can't tell anybody.
I mean, this is still between you
and me. It's our secret.
Oh, I know. I won't.
Tell me again
what it's gonna be like.
Well...
It will be like being a bird flying,
free and happy.
Wind blowing in your face,
and joy in your heart.
No more pain, Wally?
No.
No, kid.
No more pain.
It's heaven.
Yeah.
Heaven.
He's asleep.
I hope you don't mind me saying
you was angels too.
It's hard to make a kid believe
something he can't see.
We didn't mind.
Yeah, good.
I don't guess he'd be angry
at a little white lie like that.
- Believe me, the boss understands.
- Boss?
I mean, God.
Oh, yeah.
Never heard it put that way before.
Well, we'd better get started.
I have to be at the home by .
- The home?
- Old folks.
Them and kids, my best audience.
No doubt about it.
Wally's the one, all right.
You bet he is.
Hi-diddle-dee-dee
An actor's life for me
A high silk hat and a silver cane
A watch of gold with a diamond chain
Hi-diddle-dee-do
You sleep till after
You promenade with a big cigar
You tour the world in a private car
You dine on chicken and caviar
An actor's life for me
Thank you. We thank you.
- Boy, they really love him, don't they?
- They should.
It's been three years now,
three times a week.
No matter what the weather,
Wally's here.
He's the most special person
I've ever met.
See you in a couple of days.
Now, you be good.
- You were great as always, Wally.
- Yeah? Thank you, Agnes.
Listen, I wanna go up
and see Sylvia now.
- Who's Sylvia?
- Old friend from the street.
You guys can come along
if you want.
Hi, Sylv.
Miss me?
I miss you too.
Oh, these are my friends,
Jonathan and Mark.
Pleased to meet you.
Sylvie can't talk or anything.
She had a bad stroke.
Yeah, real bad.
Things just aren't the same
on the street without her.
Always had a smile and a joke,
didn't you, Sylv?
They treating you good?
You sure now?
Boy, I'll give them what for
if they don't.
Food okay and everything?
Paul and Herb and all the g*ng
said to say hi to you.
They love you.
Yeah, I'll tell them
you love them too.
I'll see you Monday, okay?
Bye, Sylv.
Poor old gal.
Does she know
what you're saying to her?
Oh, yeah. Didn't you see her blink?
One blink for yes, two blinks for no.
That's our code.
We were real close.
Look at this picture she gave me.
She's about then.
- That's her?
- Beautiful, isn't she?
How does somebody like this,
you know...?
- How'd she end up on the street?
- Yeah.
Well, the day before
her sweet- birthday party,
her father molested her.
You know, in those days,
nobody told kids to speak up.
It was her father, after all.
She was afraid and confused.
It went on for a long time.
She finally just fell apart.
She was in and out
of mental hospitals.
Some of them not so good either.
And after her stroke,
I put her in here.
I mean, she just couldn't make it
on the street anymore.
You mean, you pay for this place?
Me and some of the other guys
have a few bucks.
You know, I do pretty good
with my puppet show.
Yeah, then why do you live
in a boxcar?
I can't pay rent
and keep her in here.
But, you know, I've been
on the street a long, long time.
I'm kind of used to it now.
You really are amazing, Wally,
the way you do for people.
Why shouldn't I?
I mean, I'm one of the lucky ones.
You know,
I've been blessed, you know.
I know.
I don't know
where he gets that energy.
He's packing up to go do his show.
Hey, you all right?
Yeah.
Really makes you think, doesn't it?
I've been patting myself on the back
about travelling
around the country with you
trying to help people.
Then you meet a guy
like Wally and...
And what?
I don't know. It just makes you
feel kind of guilty, you know?
I cried because I had no shoes
until I met a man who had no feet.
Yeah.
Don't feel guilty, my friend.
Wally's not like you and me.
We could try
our whole time on this Earth
and not begin
to be half the person he is.
See, he doesn't know it yet,
but he wasn't lying when he told
that little boy he was an angel.
Hi-diddle-dee-dee
An actor's life for me
A high silk hat and a silver cane
A watch of gold with a diamond chain
Hi-diddle-dee-do
You sleep till after
You promenade with a big cigar
You tour the world in a private car
You dine on chicken and caviar
An actor's life for me
Hello, Wally, my love.
Mar-?
Oh, Margaret.
What are you doing?
What do you mean
what am I doing?
I'm talking to you.
Are you drunk, Wally?
Margaret, you were doing so good,
your job...
- I don't have a job.
- They fire you?
No.
I quit it, Wally.
Why?
Why would you do a thing like that?
Because I don't deserve it.
I'm nothing, Wally.
I'm just a stupid, ugly person
and I don't deserve anything
except my pumpkin.
I have a pumpkin, Wally.
That's one thing I always wanted
when I was a kid.
Now I've got one of my very own.
I'm out of Night Train.
I'll see you, Wally.
I thought
she was gonna make it this time.
She had her chance.
Yeah.
But she hates herself too much
to take it.
The liquor store.
- Margaret.
- That's five times I've been robbed.
You ask for more police,
they say, "We ain't got them."
Well, I'll tell you, next time I'll k*ll.
I'm not taking this anymore.
- You hear me?
- Be quiet, will you?
- Wally?
- I'm right here.
He sh*t me, Wally.
He just turned around and sh*t me.
An ambulance is on the way,
Margaret.
Oh, no.
I don't need an ambulance.
I don't want anybody
to go to all that trouble.
- I'm not worth it, Wally.
- Oh, yes, you are, Margaret.
You're more than worth it.
You're the best.
- You always tell me that, Wally.
- That's because it's true.
You're a wonderful person.
Sweet Wally.
You take care of my pumpkin, okay?
The ambulance is almost here.
No need.
I feel funny, Wally.
Now I lay me down to sleep
I pray the Lord my soul to keep
If I should die before I wake
I pray the Lord my soul to take
You know what I wish?
What?
I wish...
I wish I could have gotten Margaret
to believe
that she was a wonderful person.
That she was somebody of worth.
That she was loved.
I wish she could have believed that.
She believes it now.
What?
She's with our Father, Wally.
She feels loved now.
Far more than she ever
could have felt here on Earth.
You really believe that, don't you?
You're really sure of it.
Yeah.
I wanna believe that.
I wanna believe that everything
I feel inside is true.
But sometimes,
when things happen,
I wonder...
You wonder why?
Yes, why?
Why Margaret?
Why couldn't she be happy?
She went through so much.
She never hurt anybody but herself.
Because she couldn't accept
the love that she needed.
Not yours, not God's.
None of us can make it alone, Wally.
None of us are strong enough.
Don't be afraid to believe
what you feel in your heart.
There's more truth there
than you'll ever find in your mind.
You're really sure, aren't you,
about all that?
Wally, I'm very sure.
How?
How can you be so sure?
Because I've touched
the face of God.
I think I'll go to sleep now.
First of the month
comes awful quick these days.
My life insurance payment.
I didn't think you had a family,
Wally.
It's for Sylvie.
Just in case anything happens,
you know.
It's enough
to keep her taken care of.
What would the world do
without Wally Dunn?
I'm sure it'd do quite well.
Mind if we tag along with you?
Well, that depends on your feet.
I'm going across town
to visit Stevie again.
I thought you only went
to see him on Fridays.
Well, I do,
but he's having a tough time right now.
I wanna make sure
he's doing all right.
You know what I mean?
Yeah.
I know what you mean.
Wally, this little pup
is sure walking a lot better.
Yeah, like all young ones.
They heal quick
when you give them half a chance.
I should have that splint off
in a couple--
Stevie.
Officer, was that the Markham boy?
Yeah, he went into a coma
this morning.
What hospital?
St. James,
but I'd save yourself a trip.
Poor kid.
I gotta see him.
Excuse me.
How would I find a patient
named Stevie Markham?
- Are you a relative?
- No, friend.
- I'm sorry, then. You can't-
- But I have to see him.
I said, I'm sorry,
but those are the rules.
Relatives only.
- Why?
- Why what?
Why is that the rule?
People wanna see
their friends.
They don't always wanna
see their relatives.
That may be true, but it--
Look, I'll vouch for the man.
I'm a doctor.
Sure you are.
Here's my identification.
If you'll look under the Markham boy's
name, you'll find out he's my patient.
IV Nurse to West, stat.
Yes, Dr. Smith. I'm sorry, I...
Why are you dressed that way?
I don't overcharge my patients.
Intensive Care Unit, third floor.
I'll notify them that you're here.
Thank you very much.
Mrs. Markham.
Wally.
I just heard about Stevie.
How is he?
He's in a coma and they don't...
They don't expect him
to come out of it.
Sixth Floor Nursing Supervisor,
please call your office.
Sixth Floor Nursing Supervisor,
call your office.
Could I see him?
Oh, yes,
but he won't know you're there.
I just wanna see him.
Okay.
Paging Mr. Farrell. Mr. Bob Farrell.
Paging Mr. Farrell.
I'll just wait out here.
First Margaret,
now my little Stevie.
God,
please, not this boy.
You've worked miracles before.
Work one now.
Let him live.
His life...
It's just beginning.
Please, God.
God, take me instead.
My life's nearly over.
It's been full.
Please,
let him live.
I think I'd like to be alone
if it's all right.
It's tonight, isn't it?
Yeah.
I know that's the way
it's supposed to be, Jonathan,
but isn't there a chance?
No, Mark.
Wally's one of the chosen ones.
His prayer will be answered tonight.
You just weren't listening.
That's why you didn't get the message.
What message?
There but for the grace of God go I.
Don't give me that stuff, you bum.
That's all you are, you're just a bum.
Sure, just a bum.
All right, Paulie,
that will be a dollar-three, now.
All right, John, now-
- All right, I'm taking a quarter here.
- I'm listening to you count.
- That's , , .
- Twenty-five, all right.
All right, leave it open.
Come on, give me all the bills, man.
Now, come on, move it.
Hurry up.
- No, you drop it.
- Hey.
- Stop it.
- You can't stop me.
- I ain't getting robbed no more.
- You don't sh**t.
- I'm not getting robbed anymore.
- Put it down.
- You don't sh**t, I don't sh**t.
- I'm blowing you away.
- Get me, I get--
- I don't sh**t.
- Shut up.
- Now, you put it down.
It's easier to say we're just bums.
He's got a g*n.
He's got Paulie.
- Drop it. No, you drop it.
- Put it down.
I'm not gonna drop it.
- Put the g*n down.
- Not Paulie, not Paulie.
Put it down.
Oh, Lord.
Somebody get an ambulance.
Get an ambulance quick.
Come on, somebody call
an ambulance, please!
Somebody call an ambulance,
please!
Wally.
Wally.
Jonathan.
You were a real hero tonight, Wally.
- Paulie, is he okay?
- Paulie's fine.
Thank God.
When I saw that g*n holding him,
all I could think about was Margaret
and Stevie and now Paulie.
All the people I love.
And they love you, Wally.
I'm hurt bad, huh?
Yeah.
I don't feel any pain.
- How's he doing?
- He's delirious.
He's talking to himself.
What's he talking about delirious?
- I'm talking to my friend here.
- He can't see me, Wally.
What?
They can't see me or hear me.
Jonathan, you've been drinking
some of that cheap wine.
No, Wally.
I'm an angel.
An angel?
- An angel?
- That's right.
You're not kidding, are you?
No, Wally, I'm not kidding.
So that's it.
In the hospital,
your name was on that list.
When we were talking to Stevie
about being angels,
you said, "Swear to God."
You weren't lying, were you?
No, I wasn't lying.
And you know.
Because you touched
the face of God.
And so will you tonight.
And when you do,
your prayer will be answered.
Prayer?
See, I'm an angel now,
but you've been an angel
your whole life.
And because of that,
your special prayer will be answered.
It's little Stevie.
He's not gonna die?
Oh, no.
He's gonna live, Wally.
And it's all true.
Just the way you always knew
it was in your heart.
Give me your hand, Wally.
Jonathan.
Jonathan.
Our Father...
Slow down, Harry.
He's gone.
Poor old guy.
Just a bum who wasted his life.
Mr. and Mrs. Markham, come quick.
- What is it?
- Stevie, he's out of the coma.
He's calling for you.
Oh, my God.
Mark, Jonathan, come in.
- How you doing?
- I'm doing just fine.
- How's Stevie?
- Oh, healthy and hungry.
It's a miracle.
I mean, the doctors, everybody,
that's all they can say.
I mean, it's not just remission.
It's gone.
I mean, it just has to be a miracle.
There's just no other explanation.
No, there isn't.
Look, we promised Wally
we'd bring this pup by.
Stevie loved him.
He was just afraid
to take him before because...
I know.
Poor, sweet Wally.
I haven't told Stevie yet.
I just couldn't.
He loved that man so.
Mom.
John Silver.
Wally said you had him out here.
- What?
- Wally's going on a long trip.
He stopped by to say so long
and he said
you were bringing the pup over.
Stevie, Wally couldn't have come by.
Well, he did, Mom.
He's in my room.
Come and see for yourself.
Wally!
Wally!
He said he was in a hurry.
Guess he had to go.
He said
he was taking a real special trip.
Stevie, I think you're letting your
imagination run away a little bit.
I am not.
I'll prove it.
Look what he gave me.
His name's Wally too.
I wasn't born a bum.
Maybe.
Never mind. I know.
It's easier to say we're just bums.