:28:03
"The Lord is my shepherd,
I shall not want.
:28:06
"He maketh me to lie
down in green pastures.
:28:09
"He leadeth me beside
the still waters...."
:28:12
Look, she's happier
where she is, right?
:28:17
Heaven?
:28:19
She's happier up there?
:28:21
It isn't my area.
:28:30
You hardly knew her.
:28:32
She died cooking us breakfast.
:28:38
She died making breakfast.
:28:46
What is it that you keep
writing in that book?
:28:50
Lyrics.
:28:52
To what?
:28:54
I write Country Western songs.
:28:56
It's my hobby.
:28:59
"Earth to earth...
:29:01
"...ashes to ashes...
:29:03
"...and dust to dust.
:29:06
"The Lord bless and keep you...
:29:08
"...and give you peace."
:29:09
Justine? It's Quinlan.
Put me straight through.
:29:12
What you got?
:29:14
Wings.
:29:16
Real wings.
:29:17
Don't play with me, Quinlan.
:29:19
This guy is about six feet tall.
:29:22
He has wings from his shoulders
to his knees. But he's filthy.
:29:26
We'll have to clean him
and put him in a white robe.
:29:29
Get Craddock to dig up those sandals
with the straps that go up your legs.
:29:33
Too bad he's not blond.
:29:35
Angels are supposed to be blond.
:29:37
But "Oprah," Barbara,
"The Today Show..."
:29:40
"...Hard Copy," book the works.
:29:42
Don't mess this one up.
:29:44
I want that guy
on the first plane to Chicago.
:29:47
Or does the bird-man fly himself?
:29:49
I don't know if he actually
uses the wings, but God...
:29:53
...wouldn't that be a draw?
:29:55
Don't worry. He's in safe hands.
:29:57
And I'm the Queen of England.
:29:59
Don't fret, Malt.