As soon as the cameras were shut off, Harvey approached the stage and looked down at his sister. "You're not mad at me, are you?"

"No, I'm not," she smiled weakly.

"You know, I have to give my last word on this topic, but I don't know what to say," Harvey said to his sister. "Antonia, what should I tell the people? I mean; what is the basis for this show?"

"God loves you," Antonia said softly. "Monica and Andrew have said it so many times here. This isn't just about good versus evil, nor is this about delving into someone's private life, this is about a universal truth, a truth that is not spoken in this realm of entertainment because people are too afraid to even mention it. People don't believe it anymore because they don't hear it. They could begin to speak the entire swear word dictionary, but when it comes to 'God loving us', they clam up. Harvey, you can change all that. You can teach people through this show that God exists and that He loves us. You can still talk about the problems people face, and you can try to help these people, but you can say those three words sometimes just to remind your guests, your audience, and the viewers of what's important."

"What's Important?"

"We're not alone," Antonia said softly and Iris nodded.

"You have a very wise sister, Harvey," Andrew said and he looked at Antonia. "You know, you told me that you didn't see yourself as being all that special, but you are. You make such a difference here, by speaking of that which is important. Not very many people would be willing to do that."

Antonia nodded as the cameras began rolling.

Harvey turned around and began to speak. "I want to thank my guests for being here today, and for giving us a lot of food for thought. I especially want to thank my sister, Antonia, for coming here today and spending this hour with us. She is, in fact, my best friend, and she is a depiction of all the courage and strength that I wish I had. I had thought going into this, that the idea angels was a bunch of malarkey, but I realize now that Monica and Andrew have spoken the truth about who they really are and I can only consider myself overwhelmed by their presence here. As for Kathleen, this is just an example of what can happen if people crave too much power and revenge in their lives. The joy is no longer there for many of them, and perhaps by being good and honest people, we can help those who don't feel that sense of joy that we do."

He took a deep breath before continuing. "I asked my sister during the break what my last word should be here today, and after she explained some very valid points to me, she said three words, and she emphasized that these words need to be spoken and accepted more often then they are. There's nothing wrong with feeling weak or needing spiritual strength, what is wrong is to deny it to yourself when you need it the most. So, my final words are from our new friends, Andrew and Monica as well as the advice my sister offered; God loves you!" He paused and continued speaking. "Good night everyone."

As the theme music for the show started, Butch, his wife, and all the people standing around him began chanting: "God loves you…God loves you…God loves you…" By the time the closing credits were over, every person in the studio were on their feet chanting and Antonia looked at Andrew.

"We did it," she smiled.

Andrew threw his arms around her and spun her around the room. "Now do you believe that you have the power to make a difference?"

Once he stopped spinning her around the stage, she leaned over, kissed his cheek, and smiled. "I believe it, Andrew, right now I really believe it!" He smiled and held her in his arms for some moments.

When the embrace ended, they watched as Iris began to dance around the stage. "Here's to quality programming." She shouted out above the chanting crowd. "God loves you!" She cried out and could see Dennis dancing as well. When her eyes met those of Harvey Dingles, she could see the love in his eyes and she ran straight into his arms nearly knocking him over in her enthusiasm. "You see, I was right, there is something internally good about this show!"

The crowd cheered and the people were still celebrating even after the cameras were shut off. Half an hour later the audience were finally being led out of the studio. Once it was completely emptied out, and Andrew and Monica were leaving, the compassionate Angel of Death could see that the woman named Diana from the audience was still waiting around the lobby. He approached her and rested a gentle hand on her shoulder. "Diana, do you have a way to get home?"

She turned around and looked at him. "H-hi Andrew, uh, yeah, my husband is going to pick me up, but thanks for asking."

"You really made a difference in there," he said.

"Maybe, but you made an impact on me, as well as all those people in there," Diana said. "When this show runs, I'm going to tape it and watch it every single day."

"You take care of yourself, OK?" Andrew said gently.

"I will, but w-would it be OK if I gave you a hug before you go?" Diana asked as they made their way outside.

Andrew nodded and without speaking he wrapped his arms around her. Some moments later after the embrace had ended and the woman walked away, Monica joined him on the curb. Together the two angels watched as a dove took to flight and flew away from the large television studio.