All language subtitles for HUMAN TARGET - S02 E06 - The Other Side of the Mall (720p - DCU Web-DL)

♪ Dashing through the snow ♪

♪ In a one-horse open sleigh ♪

♪ O'er the fields we go ♪

I'm telling you,
Rachel, they know!

Every day, Meachem makes
some sort of insinuating comment.

"Hey, thanks for
your input, Richard, uh

"we're gonna send
you a Christmas card

when the project gets killed."

Killed! That's the word he used.

'He's trying to scare me
into retracting that letter.'

(Rachel) 'Well, I can
see that you're worried.'

- That much is clear.
- I ought to be worried!

The company's betting
millions on this drug.

And you were right to inform
the FDA about the problems

but you did so
completely anonymously.

Do you think I'm
working myself up?

It has been known to happen.

Oh, thank you for your input.

You're very welcome.

This guy with his bright lights.

'H-he's speeding up.'

Dad? Dad, he's
right on our bumper.

It's them.

It's the company.

[all screaming]

(Rachel) 'Go faster,
Richard, faster!'

- 'Oh, God!'
- 'Hold on, honey!'

Oh!

'Oh, watch out for the truck!'

[tires squealing]

[thud]

Get what we
need, then kill them.

[groaning]

Rachel, Joel, are you alright?

- I think so.
- Yeah. I'm fine, fine, dad.

- Joel?
- I'm fine.

[Rachel groaning]

Oh, my God. They're coming.

[siren wailing]

[groans]

[speaking in foreign language]

[siren wailing]

[train honking]

Uh, Winston?

Chance, good morning.

Yeah, yeah. Who is this guy?

Oh, him? He's just a guy
who's gonna deliver some stuff.

- Oh, yeah? What stuff?
- You know, office stuff.

Oh, like erasers, paper
clips, new fax machine?

Uh, not exactly.

Right, 'cause I know what
kind of stuff he's bringing in.

Christmas stuff, probably
a big tree, lights, wreath.

The same stuff I tell
you not to get every year.

For your information...

Don't even try to tell
me that it's some kind

of other stuff because it's not.

I've told you before,
I don't like Christmas

never have, never will

even though you're some kinda

roly-poly Santa in
traing or whatever.

Did you just call me roly-poly?

Did you just hire this guy
to deliver Christmas stuff?

A tree is good for business.

- Clients like it.
- This isn't about clients.

This is about you
trying to instill in me

some kind of Christmas spirit

or something
ridiculous like that.

You know what,
there's nothing ridiculous

about having a
little holiday spirit.

And you know what,
you would know that

if you had a more traditional...

Childhood, happy Christmas
mornings, that kind of thing?

Right, let it out.
I know it hurts.

Yeah, well, the only one
who's gonna hurt is you

if a tree shows up here.

Excuse me. Is, uh, one of
you Christopher Chance?

Yeah, this one, unfortunately.

Oh, good. We, uh..

Uh, we got a problem.

So how long ago did you
send the letter to the FDA?

About a month ago.

It detailed all of the research

that my company, Hoxton
Moss Pharmaceuticals

has been covering up
about a cholesterol drug

that they're bringing
to the market.

What did the police have to say?

Well, they said they
didn't have enough proof

and that if they did

prosecution meant that all of us

'are gonna have to go
into some sort of, uh'

whistle-blower's
protection program.

We'd have to
disappear completely

our whole life basically erased.

Mr. Chance, no one will help us.

'We have nowhere else to turn!'

Listen, you came to the
right place, we can help you.

Mr. Winston is gonna
ask you a few questions.

I'll be back in a minute.

- 'So you wanted to see me?'
- Yes.

And to think all it took

was two voice mails
and three e-mails.

'Going somewhere?'

I leave for Uganda tonight.

I'll be gone through
the New Year.

So if you'd be so kind

as to inform the
rest of the team

I'd be most grateful.

What's in Uganda?

A number of
charitable organizations

funded by Pucci Foundation.

They're usually short-staffed
at this time of year

so I thought I could
be of some use.

New clients?

Oh. Maybe.

So you're just skipping off to
Uganda over Christmas, huh?

Holidays can be
tough, especially if..

If?

Well, you know, if you've
lost someone close to you.

It's not my favorite
time of year, either.

Yes, well, um, well, I
thank you for your concern

but... my trip has nothing to
do with my husband's death.

It has to do with preserving
what he worked on

during his life.

Okay.

Please relay my holiday wishes

to the rest of the team.

And I look forward

to continuing our
work in the New Year.

Oh.

And happy Christmas, Mr. Chance.

Oh, merry. We say,
"Merry Christmas."

I know. It just
sounds a bit silly.

Yeah, it does, doesn't it?

[door opens]

Where's she headed?

[sighs]Away.

Yeah, well,
apparently so are we.

[Run-D.M.C. singing
"Christmas In Hollis"]

♪ Rhymes so loud
and proud to hear it ♪

♪ It's Christmas time ♪

♪ And we got the spirit.. ♪

You gotta be kidding me.

♪ And that's what
Christmas is all about ♪

♪ The time is now ♪
♪ The place is here ♪

♪ And the whole wide
world is filled with cheer ♪

♪ My name's D.M.C.
with the mic in my hand.. ♪

- Where are we?
- We're in hell.

♪ So open your eyes lend
us a ear we wanna say ♪

♪ Merry Christmas
and Happy New Year ♪

[theme music]

[music continues]

[instrumental music]

(Rachel) Good morning.

Joel, please.

Morning. Oh, come on.

I'm late. Who's
taking me to school?

- Your father.
- Your mother.

Alright, two minutes.
You better be ready.

(Rachel) And, Joel, leave
your laptop with me today.

Okay? My book
club notes are on it.

'And I need to post
to my blog later.'

Mom. No, okay?

It's my laptop now.

And don't use the word blog.

It embarrasses me for you.

- You and me, both.
- 'Richard?'

Well, you know, you
shouldn't be gossiping like that.

What are they arguing about?

Something about a blog?

- 'Hey, when can I get a car?'
- Oh, brother.

- 'And then what about the van?'
- Of course it's gossip.

Excuse me, folks,
I'm sorry to interrupt..

[indistinct chattering]

Call it an art form, not...

Of course it's gossip.
That's not gonna happen.

'That's not gonna happen.'

[whistles]

I'm sorry, but there are a few
things we need to discuss here.

Wow!

You're an excellent whistler.

Thank you.

So here's the procedure.

We're gonna be protecting
each one of you individually.

'Richard, Chance is
gonna go with you to work.'

I'm gonna be the new
Hoxton Moss office temp.

Office temp?

That sounds exciting.

- Who is she?
- 'This is Ames.'

(Winston) 'Joel, Ames is
going to school with you'

and then to your job
after school at the mall

and then back here this evening.

Hey, Joel. Don't worry.

I'll try not to cramp
your style too much.

Close your mouth, son.

Rachel, I'm gonna
be here with you.

Here? But I'm having
my book club over today.

We're starting "The
Secret Life Of Bees."

No problem. I'm
familiar with it.

And who is that near my roses?

(Chance) 'Oh, that's Guerrero.'

- He's just checking for bugs.
- Bugs?

Not bugs... like your..

Forget it. Do you
have any more bagels?

Of course. Anybody else?

(Ames) 'Yes, please.'

[instrumental music]

Hoxton Moss. How may I help you?

[telephone ringing]

[indistinct chattering]

Ah, there he is.

- 'My boss, Nick Meachem.'
- Coffee's cold.

So he's the one you think
is behind the attack, huh?

Yeah, well, before I wrote
the letter, I went to him

and, uh, he said there's
problems with the research.

And he said those were
the sorts of objections

that could get an employee
into serious trouble.

And he said it with real menace.

He's one of the people
I named in the letter.

- 'A janitor?'
- Your cover is office temp?

I'm a janitor?

You got something against

an honest day's work?

Uh, yeah. Actually, I do.

Applebaum.

You're late!

Good morning, sir.

Morning. Who are you?

Collingsworth.
Paul Collingsworth.

A little help here, Applebaum.

I am the new office temp.

My agency worked
it out with the HR.

Today's my first day
with Hoxton Moss.

'I've been temping for ages.'

Temp work is anything
but temporary for me

you might say.

You might say, not me.

Richard, I need your
assessment reports ASAP, okay?

Then come and find me.

There are some things
we need to discuss..

Privately.

Uh..

- What the..
- Sorry, sir.

[sighs]

Put a tracker on him
when we shook hands.

I just lifted his keys.

I kinda like to think a placed
tracker beats lifted keys.

- Don't you?
- No, I don't.

And while we're, uh,
sharing our opinions..

Dude!

What, you-you were raised
in a barn or something?

Pick it up.

[instrumental "Deck The Halls"]

(Joel) 'This place sucks.'

I mean, all the action's on
the other side of the mall.

Seriously, though, I feel
like I owe you an apology.

I mean... it's one thing
for me to live my crappy life

but making you do it, too

it's just cruel and unusual.

Are you kidding?

Free hot dogs..

You know, if this ain't living

I don't know what is.

Excuse me, can I get a..

- Hey, Joel.
- Jamie.

- 'Hi.'
- Hi. Hi, um..

I mean, do you want something?

I-I mean, I mean,
w-what would you like?

I-I mean, w-what
can I do for you

that you, that you would like?

Just a hot dog with mustard.

Mustard! Yeah, we have,
uh, great quality mustard here.

We, uh, we specially make
it with our special ingredients

you know, to really, you
know, bring out the flavors.

So it's not so, like,
mustardy, you know?

[chuckles] You're funny, Joel.

Extra mustard, on the house.

Thanks.

So are you going to Billy
Backer's party tonight?

Uh, probably not.

I mean, my parents
have, you know, um..

Sort of got me on a
tight leash, you know

almost, uh, noose-like.

Bummer.

Well, only because you
always play such cool music

and Billy's stuff
is always so lousy.

Well, uh, I'll see you tomorrow.

- See ya.
- 'Let me guess.'

(Ames) 'You like her.'

I mean, obviously
she's not interested.

Come on, Joel, wake
up and smell the mustard.

She just invited you to a party.

- You think?
- Yeah.

Any chance you think my
parents might let me go?

Tsk. Not until we find
out who's trying to kill 'em.

[dramatic music]

[beeping]

[instrumental music]

[whirring]

I'm literally... in hell.

[telephone ringing]

Hoxton Moss. Paul
Collingsworth speaking.

Hey, Meachem just
said that the company

knows about the letter.

Did he accuse you of writing it?

Uh, well, no, not directly

but he told me to go
downstairs to the archives

to get a file!

'There's nothing down there'

that can't be accessed
by this computer.

I'm telling you, Chance,
the archives are empty.

He's up to
something. It's a setup!

- That's good.
- What? It's what?

It's not good, it's bad!
It's the opposite of good.

It is a good thing,
it just means

this is gonna come to an
end quicker for both of us.

Richard, you have
to trust me, okay?

[sighs]

Alright.

[cell phone ringing]

- Yo.
- Where are you?

Restocking. Why? What's up?

Well, now would be a good time

for the janitor to
check the trash

in Meachem's office.

Got it. On my way.

[instrumental music]

[indistinct chattering]

[telephone ringing]

[beeping]

- 'We got him.'
- Go, now.

[instrumental music]

[dramatic music]

- 'Hello, Richard.'
- Oh!

We know it was you
who wrote the FDA.

Okay, Nick, don't
come any closer.

What were you thinking?

Do you have any idea
what you have done?

You made a huge
mistake, Richard.

Don't do that.
You'll reg.. Nick!

[groans]

- What the..
- You selfish son of a bitch!

How could you do
this to the company?

- Who the hell are you, again?
- Collingsworth.

- Paul Collingsworth, the temp.
- The temp?

(Chance) 'When I saw him
about to attack you, well..'

[chuckles] I knew I
had to do something.

Ow!

[paper rustling]

This is a list of all the people

who could lose their
jobs because of your letter.

Nick! Can I call you Nick?

Is it okay with you
if I escort this lowlife

right out of the
building? Come on, you..

This isn't over, Richard,
but you will be hearing

from our attorneys.

Yeah.

[sighs] Alright.

I guess Meachem's
not trying to kill me.

The question is now, who is?

[instrumental music]

- Mm, mm, mm.
- Winston, help!

Hey, what, did
you see something?

No, it's this damn laptop.

I can't seem to find my
book club notes anywhere.

Joel must have put
them somewhere.

Mm.

Alright, let me
take a crack at it.

Ah, thank you.

I'm just not myself these days.

None of us are.

I'm sure you've noticed how
short Richard and I've been

with each other.

Well, I've been married before.

It kinda comes
with the territory.

The other night, he was so
on edge that he snapped at me

for wanting to put up the
Christmas decorations.

He did?

Do you know that Chance
doesn't even want us

to have a Christmas
tree in the office?

- You believe that?
- Oh, no.

Is it really necessary
for your people

to ruin all of my landscaping?

What are you talk..

- Get down!
- Aah!

[gunshots]

Try and get back
in the laundry room.

Keep the door
closed and stay down!

[groans]

[dramatic music]

[groans]

[grunts]

[door opens]

[door opens]

Is, uh, book club canceled?

Uh..

Rachel.

[dramatic music]

One of the guys who attacked
the house this afternoon

dropped his cell phone.

Guerrero's busy trying to pull

whatever information
he can out of there.

Rachel, could you
think of a reason

why someone
would wanna kill you?

- Me?
- Oh, my God.

It's her blog!

- What?
- Her blog. She has a blog.

It's about the whole town

and it's filled with gossip!

(Rachel) 'What are
you talking about?'

What I post is
totally innocuous.

You wrote about Ron
Moodie. He had an affair.

That's what you wrote.
Then his wife left him.

'And then Amy O'Connell.'

She writes that she's
cheating on her taxes!

You can't get into people's
business like that, honey.

- They come and get you!
- It's one of my creative..

This is ridiculous.

'Blog?'

What do you say
we just tie 'em up

and let Guerrero
handle the rest of it?

You serious? There's
some duct tape right there.

No, you don't understand!

You know, you don't
appreciate what I do..

[whistles]

I've been shot at, I've been
thrown out of an airplane

been generally mistreated
by a lot of very bad people

but this bickering is pretty
much more than I can take

so I'm gonna go outside
and get some fresh air.

When I get back, you two
had better be calmed down

or we're breaking
out the ball gags.

Wow!

He's a good whistler, too.

What's going on down there?

Chance and Winston are, uh..

Helping your parents
communicate a little better.

'It's nothing to
worry about, okay?'

I can practically see

Billy Backer's house from here.

Oh, right, yeah. The
party that Jamie mentioned.

The one that she invited me to.

That was pretty cool.

Yeah, it was, it was..

Pretty cool.

Do you wanna go?

- Where?
- The party.

Just go out of the window,
climb down the trellis.

No one's gonna
even know we're gone.

Seriously? You
mean, like, sneak out?

I've... never actually
done that before.

[chuckles] Then, jeez,
it's time to pop your cherry.

Uh, I mean, as far as,
uh, sneaking out goes.

That's where the proverbial
cherry popping stops.

But if we leave, that means
that Chance and Winston

are gonna have to protect
mom and dad by themselves.

Yes, it's a very good
point you make there, Joel.

And while I do
appreciate that you realize

that I am the muscle
behind this operation

uh, in this instance

I think your mom and
dad are gonna be good.

[sighs] I don't know.

Oh, come on, take it from me.

Sometimes being bad
can feel pretty good.

Okay.

Oh, uh, you, you might
wanna leave the laptop here.

But all my music is on it

and Jamie said that she
likes my music, remember?

Okay.

[music playing
over loudspeakers]

[all cheering]

Just don't embarrass
me, okay, Ames?

And no telling anyone
that you're my bodyguard.

Okay. Got it.

Hey. Hold it there, buddy.

Jonas Brothers' fan club
meets down the street.

Hold it there, Joel.

You're with him?

Yeah. You got a
problem with that?

[rap song]

So what do you
think? It's fun, right?

Yeah. I can't believe
I'm actually here.

- Thanks, Ames.
- No worries.

Joel! Cool!

You came.

Jamie, hi.

Oh, I-I'm gonna go
and, uh, grab a beer.

Um, I'll be right back.

♪ Got me around with
my hand in my pocket ♪

Is that your girlfriend?

Well, um..

Uh, w-we used to date

but now we're, you
know, just friends.

Okay.

[bells ringing]

Putting aside the blog
hypothesis for a minute

earlier this afternoon,
Guerrero found a business card

in Meachem's office with a
Swedish address and number.

Does that mean anything to you?

Swedish? Uh..

Well, look, the guys
who ran us off the road

that night, they were
not speaking English.

I couldn't place it at the time.
It could have been Swedish.

Aren't the Klaxons from down
the street originally from Sweden?

- No, no. They're just Canadian.
- Oh, that's right.

[cell phone ringing]

Yeah, what do you got, Guerrero?

Yeah, the thugs that
showed up at book club

work for a guy by the name
of Severenson Kleman.

He's a Swedish
game-designer-turned-hacker.

He now specializes in
something called zombie bots.

Zombie what?

(Guerrero) 'It's
invisible software'

buried deep inside
a computer game.

When you play the game

the software takes
over your computer

without you realizing it

kinda making your computer a..

Oh, zombie. Right, clever.

So this guy pays off Meachem

for e-mails to Hoxton
Moss employees.

They play the game, bam.

They've got access
to the company server.

(Chance on phone)
'That's pretty damn clever.'

Yeah. Wish I'd have
thought of it myself.

So anyone in the family a gamer?

[My Chemical Romance
singing "Na Na Na"]

[indistinct chattering]

♪ Na na na na ♪

♪ Burning your ♪

[cell phone ringing]

♪ Na na na na ♪

♪ Let's blow an artery.. ♪

Okay, look, before
you start on me...

Where the hell are
you? You have Joel?

Yes, and everything's fine.

We're just at a house
party down the street...

Ames... Joel is
the one they're after

'not the father, not
the mother, it's Joel.'

Right, well, uh, that explains

the two professional
mouth breathers

that just walked in. Look,
we're down the street.

- 'Just get here now.'
- Stay here!

- Yeah, I have...
- We gotta talk.

- Joel?
- Uh, what are you doing?

We were totally,
like, connecting.

Oh, that's awesome, Joel.

Less awesome is
the fact that two thugs

just walked in,
apparently looking for you.

- What?
- Friends of yours?

♪ And the sky opened up ♪

♪ Everybody wants
to change the world.. ♪

Oh, what the fuck?

Get out of the
way, man! Hey, hey!

[indistinct chattering]

[girl screaming]

Whoa! Joel Applebaum's
getting his ass kicked!

- Go, girl!
- 'Hey, hey, hey!'

(male ♪1) Run, Joel, run!

[Ames screaming]

♪ Na na na na ♪

[tires screeching]

Hey, Ames, you okay?

[indistinct chattering]

(male ♪2) 'Oh, holy Christmas!'

Oh, gnarly.

Is that dude with
Joel Applebaum?

Yeah, he is.

Stay off drugs.
I'll be watching.

[indistinct chattering]

[instrumental music]

You call this protection?

In the course of one
day, one single day.

Chance levels me
like a linebacker

my wife is shot at and
shoved into a closet

and my son is nearly
killed at a kegger!

We understand this might seem

a little unorthodox to
you Mr. Applebaum.

Joel, you play a game
called Zombie Circus?

Um, yeah.

I got an e-mail offering me

a free 30-day trial of the game

and I played it.

And, well, the
game totally sucked.

Even worse, it practically
shredded my hard drive

with some sort of
virus. I-I got angry.

I..

Hacked into the site of the
company that made the game.

I wanted to teach them a lesson

so I erased all their files.

You.. What did you do?

(Joel) 'I know. I'm
sorry. Okay? I'm sorry.'

I was just so angry
and I didn't think

that... that, you know,
something like this would happen.

It seems your little hacking
job effectively erased

all of Kleman's stolen
Hoxton Moss files

'which we can assume,
were very valuable.'

But there are still some copies

of the stolen files
on your laptop.

S-so what? Now these
guys wanna kill me?

(Nick) Why are your
feet on my desk?

- Who are you?
- The janitor.

- Have a seat.
- Get out of my office.

You, Nick..

[door shuts]

Are what we in
the custodial arts

like to call a real douche.

Tell me how I can get in
touch with Severenson Kleman..

Who we both know
you're in business with.

'My boss wants
to talk to your boss'

and you're gonna help.

And I really hate
having to explain myself

to people in your position, so..

Let's just say,
in this case, uh..

I's gonna involve this stapler.

I'm calling security.

[groans]

[thud]

'Now, how do I contact Kleman?'

[groans]

Crappy office, by the way.

[cell phone ringing]

- Yes.
- 'We have the laptop.'

And who would I
be speaking with?

Oh, that's irrelevant.

What's important
is we're willing

to arrange to
give it back to you

'in exchange for you leaving'

'Joel and his family alone.'

'So where and
when would you like'

'to conduct the exchange?'

Well, let's see.

How about this afternoon..

In the mall

where young Joel sells hot dogs?

(Kleman on phone)
'A nice public place'

'lots of innocent bystanders.'

'I will send a man'

'and you send
Joel with the laptop.'

- Joel?
- 'Yes!'

And if we see
anyone else but him..

You, the police, anyone..

Then the whole family dies.

'Maybe not right
away, but eventually.'

You can't protect them
forever, whoever you are.

Do we have a deal?

Yeah. You got a deal.

- Absolutely not.
- It's not gonna happen.

At least they agree
on something.

Richard, Rachel,
listen, just hear us out.

We understand your concern,
and we can protect Joel.

Not sending him means
this thing just continues.

Now, Kleman was
right about one thing.

We can't protect you forever.

Mr. Chance.

You must realize that
Joel's not like one of you.

Uh, he's..

Well, he's practically
afraid of his own shadow!

You mind if I
talk to Joel alone?

[sighs]Alright.

Make sure he don't
hack into anything.

Joel... why don't you
give the computer a rest

have a seat?

- Is everything okay?
- Yeah.

So how you holding up?

Okay, I guess.

I mean, I still can't believe
all this is all my fault.

No, it's not your fault.

But here's the situation.

I spoke with the guy
who wants the computer.

He said he's willing
to call off the dogs

if we give it back to
him, but the condition is

you've got to bring it to
him this afternoon personally

at the mall where you work.

Me?

[sighs]

Jeez, this really is shaping up

to be the worst Christmas ever.

Yeah, well, they're all
equally annoying if you ask me

but then again, I
didn't... grow up

with the kinda family you have.

Your parents care
about you a great deal.

So you can imagine
they're not too thrilled

about the idea of you
making the exchange.

But you think I should.

I know we can protect you.

What matters is whether or
not you think you can do it.

If you can't...
don't worry about it.

We'll find another way.

But if you ask
me, in this life..

You get pushed around

just about as long as
you don't push back.

For what it's worth, if
he says he can do this

I think we can pull it off.

Okay, you're saying
this whole thing

rests on Joel's decision.
That is patently absurd.

He's not old enough to decide
something like this for himself.

- He's 16 years old!
- I think you're wrong.

(Joel) 'Dad..'

I can do it.

I really think that I
can do it, we can do it.

Yeah, well, it's not open for
discussion, Joel. Have a seat.

Chance, Winston, and
Ames can protect me.

I trust them to,
and-and you should, too.

I mean, what's the
alternative, run forever?

Kid has a point.

Mr. Chance.

Do you have children?

- No.
- Close family?

No.

All due respect..

I don't think you understand

what you're asking of us.

You know, maybe you're right.

Maybe I don't have any idea

what it's like to have a family

but I do know
how to protect one..

Better than anyone.

'Now, you let Joel do this,
we put these guys away'

and you and your
family get your lives back.

But that is not something

that you can
absolutely promise, is it?

I just did.

[indistinct chattering]

Alright, Joel, you
got any questions?

You feel good about everything?

I think I'm fine.

Kleman e-mailed me a picture

of the guy you're
gonna be meeting.

He's gonna be sitting at a table

'right in front of
the hot dog stand.'

(Richard) 'And all
Joel's gonna do'

is put this laptop on a table

and just walk away, right?

Exactly. It's okay.

Chance, Winston, and Guerrero

are gonna there be with
him the whole way, okay?

He's gonna have a mic
and a camera on him.

We're gonna be able to
hear and see everything.

Now, Joel, once
you've made the drop

and you're back here safely

we're gonna follow
the laptop to Kleman.

We'll take him
out, by which time

you're gonna be back here
with your dad and Ames.

- Okay.
- 'Alright?'

'I'm gonna go
get into position.'

Ames is gonna tell
you when to move.

Hey. You're gonna be great.

(Richard) Chance!

Uh, I want you to understand..

Uh, h-he's my son.

He's all we got.

Richard, I'm not gonna
let anything happen to him.

Are you okay, Mr. Applebaum?

I'm doing my best.

'I'm glad I talked
Rachel out of coming.'

She couldn't take this.

I can't take it.

Ames, look. One more time.

Explain to me where Chance
and his team are going to be.

Ho-ho ho-ho!

(Winston) I never felt
more ridiculous in my life.

'Where are you, Guerrero?'

Is this somebody's
idea of a joke?

A janitor again?

What are you complaining
about? You see what I'm wearing?

I thought you liked Christmas.

'Now, smile, will ya?
You're scaring the kids.'

Okay, Ames. We're ready.
Start bringing Joel down.

Okay, Joel. It's time.

This is our camera and mic.

You're gonna do great, son.

And remember..

You're an Applebaum.

[instrumental music]

[indistinct chattering]

(Chance on radio) 'Alright,
he's heading to the food court.'

Got him.

(Chance) 'There he
is, Joel. Make the drop.'

Joel, is that you? Oh,
my God, you have got..

- Oh, God, that-that's Jamie!
- Who the hell's she?

The entire school
is talking about it.

We might have a
problem here, Chance.

Jamie, I'll tell
you about it later

but right now I
have to go, okay?

Lose her.

Bring me the laptop and the boy.

Alright, people, let's
get ready to move.

Jamie, I really have
to go now, okay?

Look, just go now, okay?

(Jamie) What the heck
are you talking about?

It's time to go, Joel.

- 'Chance, he's got Joel.'
- Let's go. Now.

We are trying to have
a private conversation...

I'm sorry, Jamie. I'm sorry.

- 'Really?'
- I'll see you later, okay?

- 'Where are we going?'
- They're not letting him go.

They're taking him.

Here's the laptop. I
mean, you can just..

[groans] Look, where
are we going? I..

(Joel on radio) 'You-you
just said you need the laptop.'

You're being
followed. Stop them!

[grunts]

[gasps]

♪ I see trees of green ♪

♪ Red roses too ♪

♪ I see them bloom ♪

♪ For me and you ♪

♪ And I say to myself ♪

♪ What a wonderful world.. ♪

- You okay?
- Yeah, yeah, I think. Yeah.

- Where's the bag?
- I don't, I don't know.

♪ Bright sunny days ♪

♪ The dark sacred nights ♪

♪ And I think to myself ♪

♪ What a wonderful world.. ♪

[screaming]

(male ♪3) 'That jackass
is ruining Christmas!'

- 'Watch out!'
- 'Look out, look out!'

[woman screaming]

♪ And I say to myself ♪

[indistinct chattering]

♪ What a wonderful world ♪

The mall at
Christmas. What a zoo.

Fire in the hole!

(Winston) 'Oh! Alright.'

[chuckles] You're
not the only ones

who live on the edge.

- I can't thank you enough.
- Ah!

I talked to Hoxton Moss.

They said Meachem
was acting alone

and they're gonna cooperate
with the FDA, so I keep my job.

- That's good.
- Glad we could be of help.

- Winston, I'm gonna miss you.
- Aw..

It was nice having
someone to talk to.

Well, I hope it's gonna
be nicer to talk to me.

I know I haven't been
very easy to live with

but that's gonna
change. I promise.

- Hm..
- Did you believe any of that?

- Almost.
- Not so much?

Well, it's not like
you're not gonna see me

ever again, right?
Thursday at 4:00?

What's Thursday at 4:00?

Book club.

And that's a lovely tree

you have there, by the way.

Thank you, Winston.

[doorbell rings]

[door opens]

- Hey.
- Uh. Oh..

Uh, Jamie, hi.

Um, how are you? I..

Sorry about the
mix-up at the mall.

I really didn't know
what I was thinking.

- Sorry.
- Are you kidding me?

That was the coolest
thing I've ever seen!

You were like a, a
real-life action hero.

[chuckles] Uh, thanks.

- Yeah.
- Um, well, great.

I guess, uh, I guess
I'll see you tomorrow.

Joel!

♪ He's gone.. ♪

[stammering]

Jamie. Jamie, wait. I, um..

That's, uh..

Yeah, it's mistletoe.

♪ The snow is falling down.. ♪

Oh. Hold on.

Just give him a second.

- Uh...
- He can handle it.

He's an Applebaum.

♪ The children will sing.. ♪

I'll see you tomorrow.

♪ Christmas time ♪

♪ In these frozen
and silent nights.. ♪

- Hey, dudes.
- What's up with this?

Winston, you shouldn't have.

But I did.

Merry Christmas, pal.

Ho-ho ho!

Anybody want a scotch?

Stole the bottle from
Meachem's office.

Yeah. I'll take a double.

♪ Sparkle ♪

♪ Our hearts were singing ♪

You know, I always
wondered what it would be like..

You know, to grow
up in the burbs

in a normal family.

All I know is I'd rather
be tortured by a..

Well, by me..

Than ever have to
go back there again.

Suburbs blow.

Alright, that's it
for me. I gotta go.

Yeah. Yeah, me, too.

I'm exhausted. See you guys.

Come on. I'll give you a lift.

I got a meeting
with the plumber.

- The plumber?
- Yeah, I don't wanna miss him.

It's past midnight.

It's not a plumber, the plumber.

Forget about it, dude.
You don't wanna know.

[elevator bell dings]

Yeah, I was just
checking the water.

Ilsa.

I thought you were
gone through New Year's.

- You were right.
- About what?

[sighs] I went away to
throw myself into work

because I thought it
might help me forget

about Marshall being gone.

But it didn't.

Well, some things
you can't run away from

no matter how far you go.

Are you drinking alone
during the holidays?

Not anymore.

Even before Marshall's death

this wasn't my
favorite time of year.

- Why not?
- Oh, I don't know.

It always seemed a time

saved for normal families.

That wasn't you?

No, it wasn't.

Well..

Well, here's to
abnormal families.

[clinking]

Say... Ilsa.

Seeing that, you know,
the holidays aren't really

all they're cracked up to be..

What do you say we,
uh, get rid of that tree?

It's more of a Winston thing.
I'm the only one who lives here.

- You're the boss.
- I mean, that's true.

[sighs] But I quite
like what it represents.

Something to aspire to.

The tree stays.

Happy Christmas, Mr. Chance.

Merry Christmas, Mrs. Pucci.

[sighs]

[instrumental music]

[instrumental music]

♪ Oh Christmas tree
oh Christmas tree ♪

♪ Your leaves are
so unchanging ♪

♪ Oh Christmas tree
oh Christmas tree ♪

♪ Your leaves are
so unchanging ♪

♪ Not only green ♪

♪ When summer's here ♪

♪ But also when ♪

♪ 'Tis cold and clear ♪

♪ Christmas tree ♪

♪ Oh Christmas tree ♪