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(sighing)

(phone vibrating)

Noelle, it's Greg.

Listen. I realize Christmas
falls on one of your days,

but Dina and I believe

Henry should spend
the holiday with us.

When Henry sees how Dina
has decorated the place,

he's going to love it.
And let's be honest.

Our home provides more of
a family-like atmosphere,

which is what our son needs.

Call me and we'll discuss.

Noelle: Henry? Come here, bud.

♪ Ta-da ♪

What do you think?

Okay. I know the
tree is a lot smaller

than what we're used to, but
it's kind of pretty, right?

It's small, but it's great, Mom.

We are going to have
the best Christmas ever.

- Promise you.
- I know we will.

All right. Well, I got
to get ready for work.

- Love you.
- Love you.

Radio announcer: And
if you haven't seen

the latest forecast, looks
like we'll be getting

a special gift
from Mother Nature.

A white Christmas.

You call that a gift?

Announcer: So, how about we
get into the holiday spirit

with a Christmas classic?

♪ Ding-dong,
ding-dong ding-dong ♪

♪ Ding-dong-ding ♪

(sighing)

♪ Ding-dong,
ding-dong ding-dong ♪

♪ Ding-dong-ding ♪

♪ Santa, won't you hurry ♪

♪ Down the chimney ♪

(clicking radio off)

(classical piano music playing)

(sighing)

(music continues)

(something thudding)

(thudding continues)

(ball thudding)

The nerve of this kid.

- (door hinge squeaking)
- Hey.

Kick that ball against
my wall one more time

and I'll confiscate it.

What do you mean? It's
hardly leaving a mark.

Are you back-talking me?

Maybe.

That's it. Give me the ball.

You can have it back once your
parents know what you done.

- Ha-ha! You can't catch me.
- Oh, yeah?

I can catch you.

I got you.

Come on, kid.

(panting)

(shouting)

Mr. Geir, what are you
doing outside half-dressed?

- It's freezing.
- Never mind that, Luis.

I almost slipped.

Can the condo board
not afford salt?

Oh, no. Did you fall?

- No, but I could've.
- But you're okay?

That's not the point.
That kid got away from me.

What kid?

Forget about it.

(sighing)

Noelle: Hey, bud.

Mom, hurry. We have to go.

What? Where are we going?

You promised me last night that
we could go to Heidi's Bakery.

I did?

And if we don't go soon,
the fresh banana bread

- will be all sold out. Come on.
- Okay, okay, okay.

- Come on. Let's go.
- I'm going, Henry.

(humming)

(playing piano arpeggio)

(laptop chiming)

- (chiming continues)
- (sighing)

(doorbell ringing)

(sighing)

Hi. I'm Shannon,

and this is my daughter
Katie and her dance team,

and we are caroling for charity.

Unfortunately, I have
a very important...

Katie: What's your favorite
Christmas song, mister?

I don't have one.

You don't?

Not really a big fan
of Christmas songs.

Not even "The Twelve
Days of Christmas"?

Especially not "The
Twelve Days of Christmas."

I know one you'll like.

"Jingle Bells." But the
version with the funny lyrics.

Everybody likes that one.

You think so, huh?

Look. I'm sorry, but
I really have to...

Hit it!

Hold on, girls.
Please, no. Stop.

♪ Jingle bells, your breath
smells, jingle all the way ♪

I really have to...

♪ Oh, what fun it is to ride
in a one-horse open sleigh ♪

You're not going to
stop singing, are you?

♪ Jingle bells, your breath
smells, jingle all the way ♪

- ♪ Oh, what ♪
- (door closing)

Wow.

You know what?

That gentleman didn't deserve
any Christmas cheer, did he?

Let's move on. You
girls sounded great.

(laptop chiming)

Mom, there's probably
something I should tell you.

Yeah? What is it?

Well, you know how you said

I could practice
in the neighborhood

as long as I don't
cross the street?

Mm-hmm, and don't bother
any of the neighbors.

Right.

Well, today, this grumpy guy
threatened to take my ball away.

Who?

The guy in 224.
He even chased me.

He chased you?

Well, he has a
cane, so I got away.

I am not okay with this.

Henry, are you sure you didn't
do anything to bother him?

No. Crazy, right?

Well, when we get back,

I'm going to have a
word with this guy.

I don't think that's
such a good idea.

I mean, what kind
of guy chases a kid

just for kicking a ball around?

I guess you're right.

You got to promise me

that you're going to
stay away from him.

Oh, for sure.

Mom, I'm sorry I cause
trouble sometimes.

I know things have been
tough since Dad left.

It's okay.

I got you, don't I?

- Always.
- Always.

("Joy to the World" playing)

Henry: Whoa.

Noelle: Looking good,
Luis. That's great.

Oh, thank you.

- Both: See you later.
- Bye.

Noelle: Hey.

What's wrong?

When we were caroling
on your street,

we ran into a real bah-humbug.

What happened?

Katie: This guy literally
slammed the door in our face

right as we were about to get
to the good part of the song.

Oh, no. That's terrible.

- I'm so sorry.
- I know. Word to the wise.

Stay away from the guy in 224.

224?

That's the Scrooge
that threatened to

take away my ball earlier.

What is this guy's deal?

Maybe he's mad about
being on the naughty list.

Maybe.

I told her not to
take it personally.

You never know what someone
else is going through, right?

Noelle: Right.

When can I hear your
beautiful caroling?

We're going again tomorrow.

You promise you're going
to stop by my place

so I can hear your singing?

Good. Head upstairs,
bud. Get your stuff.

Okay.

- Be good for Aunt Shannon.
- I always am.

I know.

Do you want to go inside
and see his bunny?

Now, she's happy.

- Yeah.
- Yeah.

Hey. Did you think about
that date Friday night?

Mark will set it up.

I just don't think it's
a good time right now.

Well, it's never a good time,
but you deserve to be happy.

The right guy will
understand your priorities.

Okay. Fine.

Attagirl.

Hi there.

(sighing)

There you are.
Thank you very much.

See you next time.

(cash register dinging)

Hey. Uh, you know that you're...

parked...

Hey. Guess what. Yeah.
I, uh, have a permit.

I'm sorry.

It's okay. Honestly,

I only try to use the pass when
I'm coming in for a minute.

Just, uh, picking
up some takeout.

What is your name?

- Jeremy.
- Jeremy. I'm Noelle.

Ah. The, uh, French
word for "Christmas."

Ah. A man who knows that.

I take it this is your
favorite time of year.

Actually, it's my
least favorite.

Okay.

But, um, Noelle is
a beautiful name.

Thanks.

Um, your total is $17.97.

- Do you need help?
- Nope.

- I can manage.
- Thanks.

Perfect.

Oh. Uh, Jeremy, don't
you want your change?

Keep it.

It's $32, though.

I'm sure you deserve it.

Okay. Thanks.

Come back if you
like the burger.

Jeremy, my man.

- (laughing)
- Hey, Frank. How you doing?

I'm good. Hey, listen. My
wife and I were talking,

and there is this
sweetheart of a gal

that we want to set you up with.

What's with the eye-roll?

I doubt I'm her type.

Come on. How can you say that?

Well, for starters, I... Oof!

Whoa, man! Are you okay?

You asking me or my ego?

Oh, Mr. Geir, what happened?

Well, I just tripped
on this extension cord,

which someone carelessly
stretched across the street.

Luis: I'm so sorry.

The tenants voted to display
a bigger tree than ever.

I had to draw power from two
units or I'd blow a fuse.

Maybe you could reroute
the power cables.

Of course. I will.

But you have to admit it
looks lovely, doesn't it?

No. It's obnoxious.

Better yet, take it down.

Mr. Geir, it's a symbol
for the holidays.

People love it.

In this day and age, isn't
it a little bit unfair

to be featuring Christmas?

If you're going to have a tree,

why don't you celebrate
all the other holidays?

Where's the menorah?

My apologies. I didn't
know you were Jewish.

I'm not Jew... You're
missing my point.

Take the tree down so
no one else gets hurt,

okay?

Mr. Geir, it's not that easy.

It has to go through the board.

Well, maybe I'll just
go tell the board

about this little incident
with the extension cord.

Okay, Mr. Geir.

But if I may make
one small request...

What?

Please don't sue me.

Can we circle back to your
love life for a quick sec?

How bad do you want
me to feel today?

I'm trying to lift
your spirits, buddy.

Her name is Hailey,

and after I told her about you,

she said you sounded, and
I quote, "delightful."

Then you've clearly
deceived the woman.

Okay. You do have your
moments, but I know

there's a heart in there
waiting to get thawed out.

Can I be frank with you, Frank?

Of course.

Ever since my stroke, I've
had this pent-up bitterness

over the fact that
it derailed my life,

and certain things trigger
it, especially Christmas.

I'm working on it, okay?

I know you are.

That kind-hearted, sensitive
guy that I grew up with

is still in there somewhere.

We just got to coax
him back out again.

Maybe a date with Hailey
will do the trick.

You are relentless.

(chuckling) Think about it.

All right.

(playing piano)

(groaning)

(sighing)

(pills rattling in bottle)

Jeremy: All right.

Thank you. Let's hope they work.

Okay. Oatmeal.

Ah.

Hey. Jeremy, right?

Yeah. Hi.

Hi.

Oh, yeah. I know.

Turns out it
happens every month.

They didn't teach you
that in biology class?

Of course.

So, how was the burger
the other night?

Messy.

Messy? Oh, that's not good.

I got to talk to the
cooks about that.

Well, it was, uh...

I tripped when I got home,

and the burger and
I took a tumble.

Oh, no. Are you okay?

Oh, yeah. It was
salvageable, actually,

and quite delicious.

Good. So, you'll be back?

Yeah, I think so.

Well...(clearing throat)...
in case you forgot, my name...

is Noelle. I remember.

Jeremy, can I ask you something?

Absolutely.

I'm a little conflicted...

over which cereal to buy.

There's just so many choices.

Yeah. It's a bit of a
conundrum, isn't it? Yeah.

If you were having breakfast,
what would you pick?

Well, for me, it's oatmeal.

Deep down, I'm really
just an 80-year-old man.

Oh, no. There's nothing wrong
with oatmeal. Oatmeal is great.

I'm just looking for
something a bit more exciting.

Mmm. I did always like
Sweet Pops when I was a kid.

Mmm. Got to have my pops.

And then there's Frozen
Flakes. Always a good choice.

Both: They're grrreat!

(laughing)

Sounds like you watched just
as much TV as a kid as I did.

When it comes to cereal,

what I look for these
days is fiber content.

Yeah. I said that
out loud, didn't I?

- You did, yeah.
- Mm-hmm.

But I think I'm going to go...

Both: Tiny O's.

Good choice. Good choice.
Has everything you need.

Sugar, artificial flavors
and artificial colors.

- Mmm. Does it, really?
- Mm-hmm.

Girl: Mommy, I want this one.

Jeremy: Hello.

Mommy, what's wrong
with that man?

Mother: Maddie, shh.
It's not polite to stare.

But look at his arm.

I'm so sorry.

It's fine.

Noelle: Kids.

They're so innocent,
until proven guilty.

(Jeremy chuckling)

Yeah. Um, I should get going.

Maybe I'll see you at the diner.

Uh, sure.

Luis, why are you
taking the tree down?

- It was stunning.
- Mmm. We have to get rid of it.

Why?

Uh, Mr. Geir complained.

He said it was obnoxious
and a liability,

and the condo board agreed.

- Obnoxious?
- That's what he said.

Luis, Mr. Geir wouldn't happen
to live in 224, would he?

- Oh. You know him?
- No. I mean,

I never met him, actually.

Just kind of seems
like a total jerk.

Yes. Well, I just
started this new thing

where I'm trying really
hard not to judge others,

so I'm going to
leave that one alone.

- (chuckling)
- Well, good luck.

- See you later.
- Thank you.

- (knocking on door)
- (sighing)

- Noelle.
- Hi.

I'm so glad you got
here before Bert.

- Okay. Yeah? Why is that?
- It's no big deal.

There's just a couple of things

you ought to know
before you meet him.

I'm so sorry. I'm just finding
out about all this now.

Okay. Like what?

Minor things. I mean,
nothing horrible.

No.

You guys, you're making it
sound like I'm being set up with

some sort of nutcase.

No, no. I don't...

I don't... No. Mark?

Uh, would we call
Bert a nutcase?

- Maybe more like an outsider.
- Mark!

That's not very convincing.

I should go check on the roast.

Shannon, what have
you gotten me into?

He wasn't even on social media,
so I couldn't look him up.

I know. I know.

I thought that was refreshing,
until I found out why.

Okay. And why?

He's been banned from all
social media platforms.

What? Banned?

Just from spreading
misinformation, mostly.

Oh, my gosh.

It's fine. He has a
lot of good qualities.

Like?

He's single.

That's not a quality.

I baked a new dessert.

- Shannon?
- Yeah.

Chocolate. It's so good.

(whispering) You said
he's cute, right?

- Like, and you think he's cute?
- I do.

- (doorbell ringing)
- He's here. He's here.

I can't believe you're
making me do this.

You're doing this. Let's go.

Wow. Your house is very clean.

- Mark: Thanks.
- Shannon: Hi.

Allow me to introduce
you to my lovely sister.

Well, that's why I'm here.

This is Noelle.

Hi.

You mean you want a fist bump?

No, I don't do handshakes.

Uh, germs.

Boom.

Boom. (laughing nervously)

Can I get you something
to drink, Bert?

Sure. Something non-alcoholic
and non-carbonated.

Oh, and nothing with
any artificial colors

or flavorings, or
high-fructose corn syrup.

- (giggling)
- Mark: Okay.

So, tap water good?

Is it filtered?

- I'm pretty sure, yeah.
- Hmm.

All right. That's fine. Yep.

Noelle: Mark? Um, I can
have some water as well.

My mouth suddenly
feels very dry.

- You got it.
- Yeah.

Shannon: I'm going to go
help Mark with the prep,

and that way, you two can
get to know each other.

Okay.

(exhaling sharply)

My sister, she's a
really great cook.

- Hmm.
- Yeah.

- So, Noelle...
- Mm-hmm?

Are you one of those people
who believe our planet

is actually round, hmm?

And that is why I
believe castor oil

makes for a much more
effective purgative.

Noelle: Um,

there's a lot of
information to absorb, Bert.

Here you go.

(Noelle clearing throat)

So, has anyone read
any great books lately?

Oh, I only read nonfiction.

Is that so?

Yeah. I mean, who would
want to read a story

somebody just made up?

I heard that you
prefer made-up stories.

Bert: How do you mean?

Oh, come on, Bert.

Some of the greatest books
ever written are fiction.

I mean, think of the novels of
Twain, Dickens. Jane Austen.

Who?

Listen. Fiction is pointless.
Nonfiction is real.

It teaches us something.

Noelle: Well, I probably
should not ask you

if you've seen any great
movies lately, then.

Oh, don't even get
me started on movies.

Mark: Uh, why don't we eat
up while it's still hot?

Yes. Let's focus on eating
as quickly as possible.

(phone vibrating)

Hello, Greg.

Noelle? Huh. I thought you
were avoiding my calls.

I've just been kind of busy

trying to keep up
with all the bills,

which you clearly
are not helping with.

Come on. You know the lawyers
are still sorting all that out.

I want to talk about our
son and this Christmas.

You got my last message, right?

Yeah, I did.

Sounds like you have
an interesting take

on what constitutes

a more family-like
environment for our son.

It's his home, Noelle.

Which you chose to move
your mistress into.

I'm not going to rehash
the past with you.

And I'm not rehashing our
separation agreement with you.

Christmas falls on my day,

and I plan to make
it the best Christmas

that he's ever experienced.

And then you can
have him on the 26th,

like we agreed upon.

Noelle, I just...

(sternly) Merry
Christmas, Greg.

(sighing)

- 'Morning, sis.
- You don't knock?

I think we both know there
isn't much of a chance

of walking in on
you with someone.

Where's my little buddy?

Um, he'll be down in a minute.

I am so sorry about last night.

Oh, it's okay.

It's just a good reminder
that I should never say yes

to a blind date ever again.

Whoa. I don't know about that.

Sometimes you got to
roll the dice, right?

Yeah, but I have to be careful.

I need to know that
I have a connection

if I'm going to invest
my time with someone.

Mm-hmm.

Is there someone you're
feeling that connection with?

I mean, okay. There's this guy.

Yeah?

Maybe I'm being delusional,

but I really feel like
there's something there.

And?

I'll tell you about it later.

Henry? Get down here.

Aunt Shannon is here.
I got to get to work.

Thanks so much, as always.

I want to hear more
about this guy.

I will tell you all about him,
if I ever bump into him again.

(clearing throat)

Remember what Frank said.

The old Jeremy is
in there somewhere.

He has to be.

Hailey?

Jeremy.

I thought that must be you.

It's nice to meet you.

Nice to meet you, too.

Sorry. Just force of habit.

- It's fine.
- Frank mentioned it.

It's nice to meet you.

So, uh, I went inside, but
they said that the wait

is going to be over an hour.

Ah, I should have
made a reservation.

I'm really sorry.

I didn't think it'd be
so busy on a Thursday.

Well, Thursday is
the new Friday.

I guess so.

Well, if you're good
with something casual,

there's a great little
diner down the street.

The jacket and tie
might suggest otherwise,

but I'm good with casual.

- Let's go.
- All right.

Hailey: Is there a problem?

Uh, no, no. It's fine.

You said you were
cool with casual.

Yeah. I am.

(laughing nervously)

- After you.
- Okay.

(door chimes dinging)

Oh.

Does this happen often?

Uh, no. I just need a...

My arm is unusually
tight right now.

Oh. Um, maybe just
keep your coat on.

A little hot here for
that, don't you think?

You're kind of making a scene.

You know what?

Um, why don't we just...

call it?

Excuse me?

Listen. I don't mean to
offend you in any way.

You're clearly a very
intelligent and beautiful woman.

We both know this
isn't going anywhere.

Why don't we just be friends?

Uh... (laughing)

Yeah. You know what?

Uh, let's not and
say that we did.

Noelle:

Hey.

You didn't happen to witness
that Shakespearean tragedy,

did you?

I did. But she had
a Lady Macbeth vibe.

So, what can I get you?

I think I'm just going to go.

No.

Come on. You're already
here, all dressed up.

Might as well eat something.

You know what? You're right.

Dealer's choice.

Okay. But first...

Oh, you...

- That okay?
- Yep.

There you go.

- Thank you.
- Yeah.

(sighing)

Our famous apple pie,

and of course, a hot chocolate.

Hmm. Good choice.

Mind if I join you?

Well, I appreciate the offer,
but you don't have to...

Oh, come on. Don't
be such a downer.

Try it.

- Oh, man.
- Mmm.

You weren't kidding
around. This is good.

- It is good, right?
- Wow.

May I?

Please.

You know,

I really should have known
better to go on a blind date.

Is that what it was?
It was a blind date?

- Mm-hmm.
- I just went on one of those,

and to call it disastrous
would be an understatement.

- Really?
- Yeah.

Do tell.

Well...

he didn't even pass
the smell test.

- Yikes. That bad?
- Yeah, I know.

Yeah.

Well, I'm sure you
have plenty of guys

looking to take you out, so...

Yeah. Not guys that I want.

But let's not forget

you are the one on the
blind date tonight.

Was on a blind date.
She left. Remember?

You kind of told her
to beat it, didn't you?

Yes, I did.

- You did.
- But I could read her mind.

She did not want to
hang out with me.

(whispering) You
can read minds?

What am I thinking?

You're thinking...

this guy better leave
one heck of a tip

after I rescued him
out of his jacket.

I did kind of
rescue you tonight.

Yeah, you did.

I'm so sorry.

- I have to get back to work.
- Don't apologize. Duty calls.

Enjoy that pie.

Will do.

♪

- Hey.
- Hey.

Remember that guy I told
you about who I met?

Yes.

He's here.

What? No way. Where?

Noelle: Oh, boy.

He's gone.

But I am telling you

there is definitely
something there.

Like a spark?

Like a flame.

(giggling)

(classical piano music playing)

(ball thudding)

This can't be happening.

(thudding continues)

Why do you insist on kicking
your ball against my wall?

I have to practice for tryouts,

or I'm not going
to make the team.

Look. This is
your last warning.

You kick your ball against
my wall one more time

and you're in deep trouble.

Why do I have to listen to you?

You're just a
grumpy old Scrooge.

(laughing)

You calling me old?

(sighing)

Henry: Hey!

Hey.

I'm going to make sure you get
nothing but coal this Christmas!

Frank: You shouldn't
yell at kids, man.

It's not a good look. People
around here talk, you know.

You didn't see what he did.

Are they really
calling me Scrooge?

Stop it. You can't be Scrooge.
You're not rich like he was.

You just need a little love
to soften you up a bit.

Speaking of that, how'd
your date go with Hailey?

Oh, don't tell me you blew it.

How?

I'd rather not talk about it.

(sighing)

The right person for you
is out there somewhere.

We just might have
to look harder.

Or maybe I'm just destined to
spend the rest of my life alone.

I mean, it, man.

Don't give up.

(sighing)

Don't give up.

Hello. Hi. Um, yeah.
I was just wondering.

Is Noelle working today?

Diner patron: Oh,
come on, cutie.

Why won't you give
up your number?

I don't date customers.

Don't you think I'm a
rule worth breaking?

(door chimes dinging)

Diner patron: What?

(laughing) You think
you're too good for me?

Come on. You work at a diner.

Jeremy: Hey.

You can't talk to like that.

Says who?

Says me.

(laughing)

Mind your own business.

We're having fun.
Right, sweetie?

No. We're not.

Yeah. I'll mind my own business
when you apologize to her.

You think I won't swing on
you because of your hand?

Go ahead.

Take a swing.

But not before you
tell everyone in here

what you said to this woman.

Your loss.

Whatever.

I'm out of here.

You did not need to do that.

Pretty sure I did.

(sighing) But what
if he'd hit you?

Would have gone
down really hard,

sprawled out on the floor,
bleeding, moaning in pain.

- Ooh.
- If I was even still conscious.

Anyway, it would've been
a devastating scene.

But you were willing
to risk it all...

to stand up for me?

Well, the way I saw it,
it was kind of a win-win.

If he'd hit me, you would
have felt bad for me,

and possibly

been willing to give me
your number out of pity.

Is that what you want?

I've been kind of wanting
to ask you since I met you.

But I'm not trying to
put any pressure on you.

I do not want to act
like that guy, so...

You are nothing like that guy.

(paper crinkling)

Okay. I have to warn you.

Now that I have this, I'm
actually going to call you.

You'd better.

Don't be one of those guys
that waits, like, three days.

Three days? You kidding me?

No. I'm more of a
six-to-eight-months kind of guy.

Well, I like to wait until the
person has no idea who I am.

Or you could just
call me tonight.

Yeah. I guess
tonight would work.

Yeah.

(sighing)

Thank you.

That last exit was so
smooth, though, right?

I know. It really was.

Yeah. I thought I'd never
be able to repeat that.

Oh, it's okay. It's on me.

- You sure?
- Yeah. Of course.

- Okay.
- Okay.

- I'm going.
- Yeah.

- For real.
- Yeah. Cool.

- See you.
- Okay.

- Bye, Jeremy.
- See you in a while.

(laughing)

(exhaling sharply)

a knight in shining armor. s e

He really is.

Henry: Mom, come look at this.

What? (gasping)

Look at all these snowflakes.

It's like a winter
wonderland in here.

I love it.

Katie: No two
snowflakes are alike,

so we cut each one
just a bit differently.

I learned that in science class.

Look at this one!

(gasping) Oh, wow.

It's so unique and perfect.
Just like you, Katie.

- (phone vibrating)
- Shannon: Oh.

- Oh.
- What do we have here?

I'm expecting a call. Do
you mind if I take this?

Take it.

(vibrating continues)

Hello?

Noelle, hi.

It's Jeremy.

Uh, the guy from the diner.

That guy you gave
your number to.

Oh, you're going to have
to be more specific.

I gave my number to
a lot of guys today.

Well, let me see.

Um, I'm about six feet
all, brown hair...

Soulful eyes?

So, you do remember me.

Yeah. I do.

Are you there?

Yeah. Sorry.

I must be nervous. Uh, I
don't do this very often.

Talk on the phone?

Well, talk to women
out of my league.

Unless you count the woman

that I speak to when
I order takeout.

(chuckling)

Well, Jeremy, how about I make
this easy on the both of us?

What do you say
we meet in person?

Like a real date?

Yeah. Like a date.

Jeremy?

- Are you there?
- Present. (laughing)

Uh, I'm totally game.
(silently mouthing words)

All right. Good.

What do you want to do?

Well...

Skating?

Bold choice.

I'm a bold kind of guy.

Jeremy: I can't believe
you never been here.

I know. I didn't
even know it existed.

It's so cool.

Oop. You all right?

Yeah. I see you've been doing
this a really long time.

Sort of. I grew up on a lake,

so I spent a lot
of winters skating.

But oddly enough,
after my stroke

I actually found it easier.

It's a different muscle
group, apparently.

You had a stroke?

I'm so sorry.

It turned my life upside down,

but I try to keep
reminding myself

that I'm incredibly lucky.

It, uh, could've been worse.

Remembering that is
hard to do sometimes.

Yeah.

You all right?

Yeah. I'm just really cold.

Can we go sit down
somewhere, maybe?

Oh, yeah. I know
just the spot.

(flames crackling)

(sighing contentedly)

That is so much
better. Thank you.

Yeah? Good.

This is actually my
favorite part of the river.

They play beautiful music here.

(piano music playing)

This is...

Debussy's "Clair de Lune."

So, you know your classics.

Well, when it's your passion,

you remember a few pieces.

Don't you find classical
music can sound a little...

What?

Boring sometimes?

What? Boring? What?

I mean, just...

Oh, man. No. I mean, okay.

Music like Beethoven,
Chopin, Mozart,

and contemporary composers
like Philip Glass, John Cage?

I think it's some of
the most beautiful music

that's ever been created.

It twists. It turns.

It kind of takes you
on an emotional ride.

Well, when you say it like that,

it makes me want
to try it again.

Hmm.

Actually, I have an idea.

Do you think it
would be possible

to, um, extend this
date a little longer?

I'm being too forward, aren't I?

No, no, no. Um, I just...

I feel like I need to be honest
with you about something.

Okay.

I'm a divorced single mother.

- You're divorced?
- Yeah.

- And you have a kid, or kids?
- I have a son.

Is that a problem?

No, no.

I'm actually divorced, too.

You are? How long?

A few years.

What about you?

Nine months.

Oh.

But I am

over him, if that's
what you're wondering.

And look. If you want
to call it a night,

- I totally understand.
- Noelle?

I can't think of
anything I'd rather do

than spend more time with you.

And there's also something
that I really want to show you.

So, come on.

(giggling)

(orchestra rehearsing)

This way.

(orchestra playing Tchaikovsky's
"Waltz of the Flowers")

♪

I have goose bumps.

I thought that might happen.

Noelle: That was so
moving. Thank you.

You know, when I was younger,

I heard it said that music
was the highest art form

because it goes the furthest,
the fastest, emotionally.

That's, I think,
what drew me to it.

I take it you're a conductor.

I was,

but I still compose.

I actually just had a meeting
with the execs at the orchestra.

They're considering
a symphony I wrote.

I'm just hoping
they'll like it enough

to consider it for next
year's concert series.

It's the piece that
could re-establish me

back into the music world.

But, uh, we'll see.

I should peel off here
and go pick up my son.

Oh. Of course.

But, um, if your symphony
does play next year,

I'd love to go.

Well, if it happens,
then I'll, uh,

I'll reserve the best
seat in the house for you.

(chuckling)

Um, in the meantime,

do you think I could maybe
take you out to dinner?

Kind of hate to think that
our next date would be

a year from now. (chuckling)

I'd like that.

Well, name a night,

because I guarantee
you I will be free.

(groaning)

Just with Christmas
and juggling my job

and Christmas shopping...

And my son is my
number one priority.

- I completely understand that.
- Uh, but I do have

the lunch shift
tomorrow, and my son

is going to his friend's
house tomorrow night,

so... mm...

I guess I'm free.
Is that too soon?

Honestly... it's
not soon enough.

♪

Man: Ho, ho, ho!
Help make sure

- every child in Chicago...
- Noelle: Oh.

Has a merry Christmas.

- Merry Christmas.
- Here you go.

- Santa thanks you!
- Oh.

- Santa: Ho, ho, ho.
- Bye, Santa.

Santa: What a lovely couple.

Ho, ho, ho!

My son would love that.

Wait. I thought you had
something against Christmas.

Oh, when I'm with you,

all I can think about is Noelle.

Ooh. That's a good one.

See you tomorrow.

I can't wait.

- Henry: Morning, Mom.
- Morning, Henry.

- Um, Mom?
- Mm-hmm?

Henry: We've got a problem.

- What?
- Edgar got out!

He got out? Like, he
got out of his cage?

I might have not put the top
back on when I was cleaning it,

- but...
- It's okay. Okay.

- I don't know where he is!
- We're going to find him.

We're going to find
him. It's fine.

- Just... Let's search for him.
- Okay.

- Okay?
- Edgar? Edgar?

- Edgar?
- Edgar, come back!

- Come here, bunny!
- Where are you?

- Edgar, come here, bunny!
- Edgar?

- What are we going to do?
- It's okay.

- Um, just go look upstairs.
- Okay.

We're going to find
him. It's fine.

Henry: Edgar!

Come here, you bunny!

Okay. "Missing pet.
Edgar the rabbit.

If found, please notify
Noelle and Henry at unit 202."

I like it. Now, we just need
the reward and we're done.

Okay. What were you thinking?

I don't know. Um... $1,000?

Henry, we got Edgar for free.

Okay. Well, we have
to offer something.

I have $23 saved. We
could put that in.

Okay. Yeah. That works,

and I'll pitch in, too.

We'll make it even, $50.

Henry: Thanks, Mom!

Don't worry. We're
going to find him.

♪

♪

How did you get in here?

No! Stop!

Hey, you little rodent.
Stop, stop, stop, stop.

Where you going?
Don't. No. Oh, no, no.

Don't you go under my...

♪

(grunting)

Ah, there you are.

Alright. Come here.

Come here.

Ah!

♪

♪

(clucking tongue, whistling)

Come here, bunny. (whistling)

Bunny, come here.

♪

Oh. Got you. (laughing)

Outsmarted you, didn't I?

Why am I taunting a rabbit?

♪

Luis? Yeah.

Could I trouble you for
a little bit of help?

There's the culprit.

Careful. He has a
dangerous look in his eye.

Maybe we should call
the authorities.

Might have rabies.

Is this yours?

No.

♪

- Careful, Luis.
- Oh.

There's no need for any of that.

Why not?

This isn't some
rabbit off the street.

This is Henry's
pet. (chuckling)

- Who's Henry?
- The boy in 202.

Does he have long brown hair?

Yes.

- About yea high?
- Mm-hmm.

I bet it's that delinquent
that kicks his ball

against my wall.

Maybe he set the rabbit
loose in here on purpose.

Oh, I don't know
about that. I mean...

Oh, I do.

There's another
side to this kid.

He's no angel. Trust me.

Well, he's a good kid.

Clearly, he has you fooled.

What are you doing?

I'm writing his parents a note.

It's just he and his mom.
They're very nice people.

Yeah? Do very nice
people let rabid rodents

run loose in the
neighborhood, Luis?

Maybe you just
scared him. I mean,

you've been acting
a little off lately.

Oh, you haven't
seen nothing yet.

Okay.

"Dear neighbor, I
found your son's rabbit

in my living room.
God only knows

how often this
glorified sewer rat

has relieved himself in my home,

where I live, work,
eat, and sleep.

If this happens again,

I will have no choice
but to hand it over

to wildlife authorities.
Sincerely, 224."

A little harsh, don't...
Don't you think?

I'll change "sewer
rat" to "rodent."

There. Now, when you
return the rabbit,

make sure they get the note.

(doorbell ringing)

Got it, Mom.

Edgar, you came back!

Mom, Luis found Edgar!

Well, actually, Mr. Geir in
224 found him in his home,

and let's just say, he
wasn't too happy about it.

That guy is never
happy about anything.

He wants to set rabbit traps
around the neighborhood.

He wants to hurt Edgar?

I knew he was mean!

Well, maybe he just
doesn't want bunnies

- running wild in his home.
- Okay.

We'll make sure that he
never gets out of the house.

- Right, Henry?

- Right.
- Hey, Edgar. You're safe now.

(Noelle sighing)

Oh.

Thanks so much for
your help, Luis.

Oh, one more thing,
Noelle. (clearing throat)

He wanted me to
give you this note.

What is this?

"Glorified rodent."

"Report you to the
wildlife authorities"?

Okay. I do not have
time for this man.

He's really not a bad man.

He's just been
dealt a tough hand.

Well, haven't we all?

Some people have trouble seeing
sunshine through the clouds.

Thanks, Luis. Have a good day.

♪

♪

(thumping)

(thumping)

(thumping)

- (Henry groaning)
- Look, kid.

I'm trying to be a
better version of myself,

but you are making it real hard.

Why are you doing this to me?

You tried to hurt my bunny!

Don't you ever
touch Edgar again!

Well, if I find Edgar
in my house again,

I'll make sure you
never see him again.

♪

Hey, give it back!

- I don't think so.
- It's mine!

Correction. It was yours.

(Henry groaning)

(buzzing)

(door opening, closing)

Mom, he took my ball!

Henry, take a breath.

Okay. Come here. Tell
me what happened.

I was practicing for tryouts,
like you said I could,

when that Scrooge
went and took my ball!

Are you sure you weren't kicking
the ball against his wall?

No! He said he'd make sure
I never see Edgar again!

Who talks that way to a kid?

You know what? Henry. I'm
going to get your ball back.

- You will?
- Yes. His terror

around this neighborhood
is coming to an end.

Thanks, Mom.

What is wrong with that guy?

(chuckling)

♪

(chuckling)

Taylor.

Oh, my gosh. Jeremy, I
didn't even recognize you.

- Hi.
- Hi.

- Who's this?
- It's my son,

Donovan the second,

after my husband.

Didn't realize, uh,
you'd married again.

It was a small ceremony.

You know, just family.

Of course.

He sure is a
good-looking little guy.

- I'm happy for you.
- Thank you.

You look good.

(chuckling)

Here I was thinking
I was looking awful,

but then again, that's probably
why you left me, right?

Okay. Let's just be civil.

Yeah. You're right.
I'm really sorry.

You know how I get
at Christmastime.

I'm just going
to go. I'm sorry.

- Jeremy.
- I'm happy for you.

I really am.

Noelle: Dear neighbor,

Yesterday, my son was practicing
for his soccer tryouts,

and you took his ball.

You had no right, as he
was in the common area.

I consider this theft,

and I'm sure the
police would agree.

I expect you to return my
son's ball immediately,

along with a sincere apology

for your continued
crotchety behavior.

Sincerely, 202.

Alright, Scrooge.
I'll get to you later.

Henry, get down here!

I've got to take you
to Aunt Shannon's,

or else we're going to be late!

Henry: Coming!

(people talking indistinctly)

- (bell jingling)
- Noelle: Two burgers,

and holler if you
need anything, okay?

♪

Greg, what are you doing here?

I'm hoping to appeal to
your better judgement.

Okay. Um, I'll
meet you outside.

Okay.

♪

- I only have a minute.
- I just wanted to tell you

before you heard it from Henry.

Dina and I are engaged.

And you think by marrying her,

that's going to erase our past?

I'm not here to
talk about the past.

I'm here to talk
about Christmas.

We really think that Henry
should be with us, you know,

in an environment that's
more like a normal family.

To call you and your mistress
hygienist a normal family

and insinuate Henry being
with his mother on Christmas

is somehow inadequate...
I find that appalling.

- Noelle...
- You know what, Greg?

I am done with
this conversation.

Then you leave me no choice.

You'll be hearing
from my attorney.

♪

What the...

♪

Luis, ah, I'm glad
you picked up.

I have an emergency.

Ah. I think I see the problem.

What is it?

There's something
jammed in your lock.

Can you get it out?

- I'll have to find some...
- Ah!

I'll have to find some tweezers,
see if I can remove it.

This can't be happening.

Luis, can you please hurry?

I have a date in an hour.

It's very, very important.

I'll be back in a jiffy.

Are you going out while
I'm at my friend's?

I am.

Henry: Where?

I'm going on a
date. Is that okay?

Yeah. Is this the same
guy you went skating with?

Yeah. His name is Jeremy.

What's his last name? Maybe
I can find him online.

You know what? I don't know.

And wait. You know
how to do that?

Yeah, obviously, Mom. Wait.

You don't know his last name?

No. I mean, I never
thought to ask.

You haven't even searched him!

You don't know
anything about him!

Mom, he could be
a serial killer!

Henry, he is not
a serial killer.

How do you know?

Noelle: Jeremy is
the type of guy

that wouldn't even hurt a fly.

- I promise you.
- You sure?

- Yes.
- Okay. Just keep an eye out.

Noelle: No more murder
podcasts at night.

They're addictive.

Jeremy: Any progress, Luis?

It's a toothpick.
I've almost got it.

A toothpick?

That's no accident.

Bet you it was the kid from 202.

Control the situation, Jeremy.

Be a man, Jeremy!

Fix the problem!

I'm going to talk to the mother!

Got it! (laughing)

So, do you like this guy?

Yeah, I do. He's
thoughtful, nice,

- and he makes me laugh.
- That's all good stuff, Mom,

but it still doesn't prove
that he's not a serial killer.

- Henry, stop.
- Sorry.

You look really pretty.

Noelle: Thanks.

What?

It's just nice to
see you smile again.

Listen.

I know things have
been really hard,

not having your dad around.
I'm so sorry about that,

but when life gets complicated,

you lean on the people
you love for support.

That's why I'm so
lucky to have you.

And I'm lucky to have you, too.

♪

- (doorbell ringing)
- Ooh, Todd's mom.

- Alright. Go upstairs.
- Okay.

Get your bag. No
candy after 8:00!

Henry: Okay!

(doorbell ringing)

Coming!

Jeremy.

- Hi.
- Hi. I... I thought

I was meeting you
at the restaurant.

How did you know
that I live here?

Yeah. We...

Wait. You live here?

Yeah.

How did you know that?

I didn't.

Uh... I'm actually here...

(gasping) Ah, Scrooge!

Henry! I'm so sorry.

Henry, this is the
nice guy, Jeremy,

the guy I'm going on a
date with. I'm so sorry.

No! That's the guy who
stole my ball! I swear!

- He's...
- Noelle: You...

- You're his...
- You're...

- Well, you're...
- Uh...

- He's your...
- You...

- What?
- What? I... I'm sorry.

Are you the guy in 224?

The one who chased my
son, threatened him,

and took his ball?

Please tell me that
that is not you.

♪

Your, uh, your kid...

His name is Henry.

Sorry. Henry... likes
to kick his ball

at my wall over and over.

He released his
rabbit into my place.

He's been tormenting me while
I've been trying to work.

Henry, is that true?

Don't lie, kid.

It's Henry.

Sorry. Henry, you're lying.

- Am not!
- Yes, you are.

- I'm not!
- Yes, you are.

Okay. Okay. I'm sorry,

but what kind of adult
steals a ball from a kid?

He kicked the ball at my head!

- No, I didn't!
- Uh, yeah, you did,

and it's a good thing I caught
it, because it could have

broke my nose. What
was I supposed to do,

give the ball back, say,
"Here, kid, take another shot"?

Henry, is that true?

Were you kicking a
ball at Jeremy's face?

Well... not on purpose.

It just got away from me.

Got away from...

Henry, go upstairs.

I... I'm sorry to, um,
ruin your perception

that your kid is this
perfect angel, but he is not.

- No?
- And worse,

the reason that I came over here
is because I found a toothpick

in my lock. I can't
even get in my place

so that we can go on our date.

Well, I think I know
how to fix that.

- Ah, good.
- (Noelle chuckling)

- How?
- Yeah. By cancelling our date.

(slamming)

♪

Oh, and here's the note I was
going to put on your door.

(slamming)

♪

(sighing)

Henry: I'm really sorry, Mom.

♪

Come here.

You have nothing
to be sorry for.

But I ruined your date.

Do you think that I would
ever go out with anyone

that didn't feel the same
way about you as I do?

Doesn't seem to bother Dad.

What do you mean?

Dina doesn't like me, but...
he's marrying her anyway.

What makes you think that
she doesn't like you?

I overheard her talking to Dad.

She said that I
keep making trouble.

Dina doesn't know you
the way that I do.

Just give it time, okay?

But sometimes, I
do make trouble.

Henry, all kids make trouble.

The important thing is...

is that we learn
from our mistakes.

But Mom, I...

What's wrong?

- I...
- (doorbell ringing)

I got to go. Todd's here.

♪

Ah. Alright. Yes.

"From your pals at Barnhart,
Franklin, and Sham."

Yeah. Worst divorce
attorneys in the world,

but at least your condolence
gift is coming in handy.

(grunting)

Ah, come on.

There we go.

Oh, yeah.

♪

Shannon: I can't believe it.

Jeremy is the Scrooge from 224.

They're the same person?

No. I just don't get it.

He was been so nice
and kind and funny,

and he opened my
eyes to new things.

Plus, he was so cute!

I did notice his
beautiful eyes as he was

slamming the door in our
faces when we were caroling.

Mm.

Sorry. Do you want some?

No, it's all you.

I just don't think
he's a bad person.

Luis told me he's been
going through a hard time

since his wife left
him after the stroke.

Well, if that happened,
that's terrible.

But it still doesn't
give him the right

to be such a jerk to Henry.

But maybe it's worth
a conversation.

No. I don't think so.

I'm need to follow
my own advice.

I need to focus on my
child and the holidays.

That's it.

Jeremy and I are done.

♪

(doorbell ringing)

Go away!

Jeremy, are you okay?

(groaning)

How... how did you get in here?

Frank: The door was
unlocked. Luis said

that he heard yelling coming
from in here last night.

Yelling?

Frank: The neighbors
are talking.

Sounds like you and Noelle
made a bit of scene.

Yeah. It, uh...
didn't go well...

at all.

Frank: How about I
make you some breakfast

and, uh, you can
tell me all about it?

Yeah. Thanks.

You know that kid that's
been tormenting me?

Yeah.

It's her son.

His name's Henry.

Wait a minute. Is that
who you were yelling at

- the other day?
- Uh-huh.

- Oh, boy.
- Yeah.

I blew it, Frank.

I had my chances with the
greatest woman I have ever met.

She's smart and funny,
compassionate, beautiful.

(sighing)

And her kid just pushed
me over the edge.

You know, part of meeting
new people is being open

to their worlds. It's
not just about you.

Yeah, but I wanted
it to be about her.

Yeah, well, she's all about him.

You're right.

I wish there was just
a way I could fix this.

Everyone makes mistakes.

The strongest relationships
I know are the ones

where both parties are
willing to forgive.

Maybe you just need to
start with an apology.

Now, how do you like your eggs?

However you're making them.

(chuckling)

♪

Hey, Greg.

It's me.

Uh, Henry was telling
me that he and Dina

aren't really getting
along, and, um, well,

if she's going to be a part
of his life, I want them to.

So, what better way to start
fresh than the holidays?

Uh, so, how about
we split Christmas?

You can come get
him after dinner.

Let me know if that works.

Okay. Bye.

♪

(doorbell ringing)

Henry, what are you doing here?

Well, actually,
Mr. Geir, I just...

I really wanted to apologize.

- Oh.
- I shouldn't have

kicked that ball at you, and I
shouldn't have been practicing

on your wall in the first place.

It's just, things have
been really frustrating

since my parents have
been fighting a lot.

I'm sorry. That must be hard.

Yeah. I promise I'll
never do it again.

Oh, yeah, and I'm sorry

about putting that
toothpick in your lock.

I knew that was you.

How'd you think of
something so diabolical?

It's actually genius.

If it wasn't so wrong.

I saw it online.

Of course.

I appreciate you coming
over here and apologizing.

It takes a lot of courage
to admit when you're wrong.

I'm sorry, too, for
losing my temper.

Remember this, Henry.

No matter what
life throws at you,

always make sure you're
proud of what's in here.

Well, actually, Mr. Geir...

Call me Jeremy.

Okay. Well, Jeremy.

I was just wondering if
I could ask you a favor.

Shoot.

Would it be okay if you could
ask my mom on another date?

It's just, before I
messed everything up,

she was really happy.

She's hardly ever happy anymore.

The truth is,

your mom deserves better.

Oh.

Okay. Well, I guess
I'll see you around.

Hey, Henry.

♪

- Thanks.
- Jeremy: You bet.

Wait, but I'll need
someone to practice with.

Want to kick it around?

I'm pretty limited.

Come on.

♪

Henry, your food's ready!

Henry?

Henry!

♪

Jeremy: Nice. Nice control.

I want to be a striker.

Funny. I used to be a striker.

Oh. Mom!

I finally have someone
to practice with.

- You do?
- Yeah, Jeremy.

He used to play in
college. He's awesome.

Yeah. It was fun. Let me know
if you want to practice again.

Okay.

♪

- Let's get inside.
- Okay.

Henry?

Yeah, Mom?

What made you go
see Jeremy just now?

I went to apologize.

For?

For the things I did.

So he was telling the truth?

But I'm really sorry and promise

I'll never act like that
again in my whole life.

Well, I guess we all learned
something from this, didn't we?

Do you think I'm going to
get coal in my stocking

for Christmas?

A kid with a heart
as big as yours?

Not a chance.

I think you were right, Mom.

This is going to be the
best Christmas ever.

Oh, come here, bud.

I love you so much.

♪

Jeremy: Luis.

Merry Christmas Eve.

(laughing) Merry Christmas Eve.

- Oh, busy day?
- Yeah.

It always is around here.

Anything I can do to
help you out today?

Actually, Luis, um...

I want to thank you.

You've done a lot for me,

even if it wasn't not your job.

Huh. I really appreciate
that, Mr. Scrooge.

Uh, Mr. Geir.

I guess I was a bit of
a curmudgeon, wasn't I?

- (both chuckling)
- It's good to have you back.

(laughing)

Actually, if you have the time,

I do have a favor to ask.

♪

(knocking)

♪

Jeremy. What are
you doing here?

Uh, there's something
I want to say to you,

and I wanted to
say it in person.

Okay.

Your son, Henry,

he's a really special kid.

He, uh... He's inspired
me to recognize

and own up to some
of my own faults.

Well, you'll be happy to know

that he had some owning
up to do of his own.

Well, I was the adult,

and I couldn't see through
my own pain to recognize

that he was a kid who's...
blowing off steam.

Anyway, I just...

I wanted to say that.

You should be proud.

Jeremy?

What is it that you have
against Christmas, anyway?

What is it that you have
against Christmas, anyway?

Um...

it was Christmas
morning three years ago

that I had my stroke.

It was touch and go for
a while. It was a miracle

that I pulled through.

The rehab was tough
on both of us.

I know I wasn't the
easiest to be around

while I was trying to come
to terms with my new reality.

Six months later,
my... my wife was gone.

And I've spent every
Christmas since sitting alone,

just thinking about that
day that changed my life.

I'm so sorry.

Still, doesn't give me the right

to be so grumpy when everyone
else is just trying to enjoy it.

Well, you'll be happy to know

that, uh, Henry,

he considers you a friend now,

which is a Christmas
miracle of sorts.

I feel the same way.

Tell him I say merry Christmas.

Jeremy.

Do you want to come over
here tomorrow morning?

- On Christmas?
- Yeah.

Henry's going to be
opening his gifts

before his dad picks him up,

and I know that he would
love it if you were there.

I wouldn't miss
it for the world.

Good.

- See you tomorrow.
- See you tomorrow.

♪

♪

♪

Can I open them?

Not yet, bud.

(groaning) Why not?

(sighing) Later.

(doorbell ringing)

- Merry Christmas.
- Merry Christmas.

- Merry Christmas, Jeremy.
- Top one's for you, kid.

Ooh!

Noelle: Alright.

I'm glad you're here.

Me, too.

♪

He likes it.

♪

Thanks for being here.

You really made it special
for the both of us.

I'm the one who should
be thanking you.

I really think you're an angel.

(laughing) Why do you say that?

Because you single-handedly
restored my love of Christmas.

♪

Henry: Look. It's one
of Santa's reindeers.

It's Edgar the bunny
rabbit reindeer.

- Yeah.
- He's going to give Rudolph

- a run for his money one day.
- (Noelle laughing)

Hey, um, we still got
a little bit of time

before your dad comes
to pick you up, right?

- Yeah.
- Well, good,

because I have one
more Christmas present

for both of you.

Now, keep your eyes closed.

Noelle: Okay.

- No peeking.
- Okay.

- We almost there?
- We're almost there.

Okay.

And... open them.

Whoa.

All: Merry Christmas!

Merry Christmas, everyone! Oh!

- Shannon: Hey.
- Hi.

Hi, cutie! I can't
believe you did this.

Well, Luis still had
the tree in his garage,

and we put it up last night.

It's beautiful.

Shannon: Katie, why
don't you start us off?

♪ O Christmas tree,
O Christmas tree ♪

♪ How lovely are
thy branches ♪

♪ O Christmas tree,
O Christmas tree ♪

♪ How lovely are
thy branches ♪

I honestly can't think
of a better gift.

I can.

♪

♪

♪

♪

This is so beautiful.

You should be so
proud of yourself.

I'm more grateful than proud.

But it's experiencing
this with you

and all the notes that
once flew through my head

that makes it that
much better in person.

♪

Henry: Where are the guitars?

- I thought this was a concert.
- Henry, shh.

So you like the
string section, huh?

How about I teach you a few
chords when we get home?

Yeah.

♪

♪

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