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(Happy music)

(phone buzzing)

(phone buzzing)

- It's milling day, mom.

Good morning, Oma.

- Good morning, my dear.

- Ah, it smells as heavenly
as your bakery in here.

(Ann chuckles)

Fresh Kerststol,
it's not even Christmas yet.

- I am submitting this dish

to the Christmas Market Dutch
Bake off this year.

- Can I try a bite?

- Oh, you'd better.

- Mm. Absolutely delectable,
as always.

- I hope the judge
thinks so, too.

- Well, I will be your guinea
pig any day of the week.

- Oh, just like your mother was.

- You know, the Christmas season
inspires me even more

to live up to their example.

- Oh, sweetheart,
they are watching over you
with such pride.

- What is it?

(scoffs)
Oma.

(clicks tongue)
(clears throat)

- I sold the deed
to the Windmill Way property.

- Wait, what?

- The money will go directly
to the mill repairs

that we've been putting off.

And the developer promised
that our family would still run
the mill

and the furniture workshop,
they just want to put a hotel

on the vacant land next to it.

- I wish you would have talked
to me about this first.

- Oh, honey, I didn't want
to burden you with
my money problems.

Until I had a solution.

I didn't feel like I had
a choice.

Now, I've scheduled
a meeting with you
for the developer,

today after the toor.
- Look, I --

- The developer, he's --
- Can we talk later?

- No.
- I can't be late for this tour.

- Oh, dear.

(uplifting music)

(birds chirping)

(rollers creak on track)

(chuckles)

- Very cute, Lily.

Hey, your knitted ornaments
looked great at the market, too.

- Is it obvious I'm getting
excited for the Christmas
market?

(laughs)
- Only a little.

- What is it?

- Oh, nothing.
- No, I can tell something's
wrong. What?

(sighs)
- Well, apparently Oma
sold the deed

to the Windmill Way property
and we're about to get
a new hotel neighbor.

- Oh. Wow, uh,
I'll have to tell Willem.

This could affect the inn.
- Promise not to tell Herb.

I don't wanna worry him until
I have all the facts.

- Of course. Oh, speaking of.

- Looks like an enthusiastic
group coming in today.

- Well, 'tis the season.
Our holiday tour gets more
popular every year.

- Yeah, well, the kids
do love the tours we make.

- That you make. We definitely
could use the extra money
for some minor repairs.

- Oh, by the way, I just got
off the phone with Ann.

She told me about the sale.

- I do wish she would have
consulted us beforehand.

- Yeah, she meant well.
She didn't want anyone to worry,
especially you.

- I know. Still.

- Come on, Mia, we both know
Ann can do no wrong
in Herb's eyes.

- Isn't it your first
date tonight?

- Well, it's not a date, it's
just a night out with a friend.
- Hmm.

- I'm so grateful to have Ann
in my life

but I could never
fill your grandfather's shoes.

- Well, Pop was a wonderful man

but I know he would want her
to be happy.

As do I.

- It's time.
- Yeah.

(chime glissandos)

(door rumbles)

- Hi, welcome. Come on in.

Hi. Welcome
to our holiday tour.

Hi, come on in.
- Hello.

- I'm on my way to
the meeting now.

Uh yes, I'm looking forward
to it. Thank you, Mr. Quigley.

- Well, I am your tour guide,
Lily Jansen,

and this here is Mia Meijer,
the mill manager,

and one of our lead
furniture designers.

- Ladies and gentlemen,
you are standing in Zefier,

which is Dutch
for "gentle breeze".

At this wind-driven sawmill,
we transform log timber

into lumber for craftspeople,
such as myself,

to design, build,
and sell custom furniture.

My great-grandfather
built this mill in 1932.

- Our 90th Annual
Christmas Market

is coming up soon and
we invite you all to join us.

We'll have activities
for the whole family like um,

a Dutch bake off, and Santa Day,
where St. Nick himself

hands out free toys
from his glorious throne
made in this very mill.

- Thanks, Lily.
- Yeah.

- We do hope that
all of you can join us
for the Christmas market.

Now, our wind powered
crankshaft and saws

transform timber into lumber,
and our sawmiller, Herb,

manages this process.

- For our Christmas market
we use the scrap lumber

and offcuts from our furniture
to make kids' toys.

We're helping Santa
out a little bit.

- And everything in this mill
is made in house.

Artists like Mia
come up with wooden
furniture designs

in our studio,
and then, we put it all together
in our finishing shop,

and then, we sell the pieces
in our showroom.

- Why is there a shoe hanging
in the middle of the mill?

- This clog is the primary
method of communication
in the windmill,

when you don't
want to yell.

- Like a walkie-talkie?

- Hmm, more like passing notes
in class,

which you
shouldn't do.

- I don't do that.

- Well, when the windmill
blades are rotating

and the saws are in motion,
it can get pretty loud
in here.

So, when visitors come,
they put a note in the clog

and we pull it up
with the rope and check it
from time to time.

It also has a secret message
on it.

It says "Koerier Klomp."

Does anyone know
what that Dutch phrase means?

Yes you sir, with
the camera around your neck?

- It means "courier clog".

- That is correct. Mr.?

- Schaltz. Uh, Brady Schaltz.

- Welcome, Brady.

Or should I say, welcome back.

- Question, do you answer
all of your messages?

- Of course. There's nothing
worse than leaving someone
hanging.

- Hmm.

- Um, okay, if you'll all
follow me,

we'll just continue
up this way.

(footsteps thudding
on floorboards)

(instrumental
"Deck the Halls" plays)

(Lily): Thank you for coming.

- Thank you. Take care.

(sighs)

Thank you for helping
me with the tour.

- Yeah.
- Got a little distracted.

(camera shutter snaps)

What is he still doing here?

And why is he taking pictures
of something

he has a million photos
of already?

- Wait, you know that guy?

He looks familiar.

- Brady Schaltz.

We dated in high school.

- Aw, puppy love.

- It was a little
more than that.

- What happened?

- He dumped me
right before prom.

Left town and
I haven't heard from him since.

- Oh. Wow.

- Yeah, spoiler alert,
he's friends with your husband.

- Oh wait, he's that Brady?

(Willem laughs)

Oh. Wow.

- Come on.

Lily, I'd like to introduce you
to my good friend, Brady.

- Hi. Hi.

- No, bring it in, come on.
- Oh.

- Oh, it is so nice to finally
meet you.

You are all Willem
talks about.

- As it should be.

- And you remember Mia?

- Great holiday tour.

- Thank you.

- Uh, I hope Willem told you
how much I loved

the photos
from your wedding. Beautiful.

- Uh, yes, uh, but he was
a little disappointed
you couldn't be there.

- Uh, water under the bridge.

- I was out of the country on
a work conference.

You got my gift though,
right, the sparkling water
dispenser?

- Yeah, we did. Thank you.
Wasn't on the registry,
but...

but sometimes the best gifts
are the ones that we never
knew we wanted.

(fake chuckle)

- Good, I'm glad. I knew it.

- Yeah.

- Ready for lunch, honey?

- Yeah, very ready.
Uh, I'll see you later, Mia.

And nice to meet you, Brady.

- Pleasure.
- Mm-hmm.
- Later, buddy.

(door creaks on tracks)

It's good to see you.

- What's with the suit?

You hate wearing suits.

- My style has evolved
since high school.

- Feels like a lifetime ago.

- Yeah, it does.

It's great to see
that you followed
in your mom's footsteps.

Managing the mill.

- Yeah, well, you know
I always wanted to carry on
the family legacy.

- I was so sorry to hear
about your parents, Mia.

- You could have called.

- I wanted to.

I did. But then
I thought

you wouldn't wanna
hear from me.

- Hmm, I see you finally took
my advice and upgraded
your camera.

- Oh yes, the disposable camera
market took a big hit.

(chuckles)

- You know, it is good
to see you.

But I have a meeting.
- Actually --

- Could you do me a favor?
- Sure.

- If you see a guy who looks
like a real estate mogul

wandering here looking lost,
can you send him my way?

- I can do that but uh...

- Thank you.

(chuckles)

(tender music plays)

(knock echoes on beam)

- I always loved the mill's
no door policy.

- Brady, I have a meeting.

- I am your meeting.

- You were the guy who bought
the land from Oma?

- Not me, personally,
the company I work for,
Beaubridge Realty.

I take it she didn't tell you
she was working with me.

- Property developer?

I thought you wanted to become
a photographer?

- It's funny where life
takes you.

Heh.

But hey, part of my job
entails taking photos

of our properties,
so...

May I sit?

- You're the boss, apparently.

(chuckles)

- Listen, Mia,

I was a tad hesitant

when I got this assignment,
considering our history.

- Oma mentioned a hotel.

- A Dutch inn on Windmill Way,

right on the piece of property
next to the mill.

- Well, it could also go
at the southernmost
end of the property.

- By the swamp?

- It's not a swamp.
It's more of a... lagoon.

- Huh. Let's see it.

I'm open-minded. Come on,
let's check it out.

- Look, I'm sorry.

I didn't know about this meeting
until this morning

and I have a lot
to catch up on

before the Christmas market.
So, if we could do this...

this afternoon?

- Sure. We can discuss
business later.

- Thanks.

(sighs)

(phone ringing)

- Hello?
(Mr. Quigley): Brady,
how'd the meeting go?

- Uh, it went well, Mr. Quigley.

- Please you can call me Lionel
after getting that deed.

You have no idea what this means
to Beaubridge Realty.

- It's a sound investment
for everyone.

- And out of respect
for your track record,

I honored your request
to pay them a little more
than face value.

- I appreciate that, I do.
The Meijers are good people.

- Now, we have an opportunity
to make up for that loss.

Net even more.

- Well, my projections already
show the inn putting us

in a really good position
with our investors.

- Oh, we always knew the inn
would pay for itself.

Now, Walt Caprio is interested
in Windmill Way.

- The Walt Caprio,
of Caprio Resorts?

- You bet.
Now...

you didn't offer the family
any special rights
to that windmill, did you?

- Well, uh, yeah, I promised
they could still run it.

I mean, since we're only
interested in building
on the land next to it.

- You put that in the contract?

- Technically, no.

Uh, the contract states
that we own everything
on the property.

- Nice work.

I knew you being local
would be beneficial.

Now, the uh,
plan is to tear down

the old mill and put a Caprio
resort right next to the inn.

- The mill means a lot
to this family. They --

- They were well compensated.

Caprio is flying in to survey
the land.

I want you to finalize
this new deal personally.

- Wow, uh, I'm flattered.

(chuckles smugly)

- Look, you seal this deal
with Caprio,

that VP position is yours.

I know how much you wanted this.

(call waiting beeps)
I gotta take this call.

You keep me
apprised on everything.

- Will do.

(sandpaper rasps on wood)

Hey.

(breath whooshes)

Wow.

Your skills have vastly
improved since high school.

(chuckles)

- Took me a while to get
all the angles right

but I think it should be
ready for the Christmas market.

- Do you still decorate those
wooden Christmas ornaments
with the youth group here?

- You know, participation
has skyrocketed in recent years.

So now, we hold it
at the Jansen Inn.

- That's great.

Um...

- Oh right, our meeting.

Look, as long as your hotel
doesn't block the wind,

I think we should be fine.
- I'm sorry.

I know that I promised but...

- What is it?

Just tell me, please.

(sighs)

- I just found out that
my company has plans to tear
down the mill.

And put in a resort too,
not just the inn.

- What?
- I know, I'm sorry. I am.

The order came from the top.
You have to understand,
this isn't personal.

- Brady, you know how important
this mill is to my family.

To this community.
How could this not be personal?

- With this region's first
Caprio resort,

Windmill Way
will be the biggest
tourist spot on the map.

- By demolishing the windmill.

On Windmill Way?

(exhales)

- I never wanted this
to happen.

(sighs)

- A Caprio Resort?

I thought you guys were just
building a Dutch inn?

- Yeah, I know, it's both,
actually.

Uh, Beaubridge Realty
wants to lean into
the quaintness of the town

but this new deal with Caprio,
they want to give tourists some
more modern choice.

- So, nothing's official yet.

- The paperwork hasn't
been signed, no, but --

- You know how much this mill
means to me.

Give me a chance
to save it.

(sighs)

Mia, I feel like my hands
are tied.

But I will hear you out.

- Thank you.

- How about over breakfast
tomorrow,

say 9:00 AM,
Ann's Bakery.

- I thought our meeting was now?

- It was. It was, but
because of this new deal,

I'm swamped for
the rest of the day,
unfortunately.

But I-I needed to come down here
and tell you this news.

- Fine. Breakfast at Oma's.

- Oh.

I brought this for you.

(envelope crinkles)

(door creaks on track)

- He promised that the mill
was safe.

He could have at least
put it in writing.

- It was a verbal promise.

And I trusted him.

- Well, there's gotta be some
sort of like, loophole in here
or something.

- Mia, I had my lawyer
read it again

and it's pretty much cut
and dried.

Beaubridge Realty
can do whatever they want

with the property,
mill and all.

- Leave it to Brady to pull
the oldest trick in the book.

- Well, he did say the orders
came from the top.

It sounds like it wasn't
his decision to make.

- You know what Mom always
used to say?

To learn something new,
you have to shift
your perspective.

- True.

- I think that's exactly
what I have to do with Brady

to try and save the mill.

Shift his perspective.

- Thank you so much.
Your room's just up the stairs
on the right.

- Willem, did you manage to --

- I reset the router.
The internet is firing
on all cylinders.

- You are the man.

Wow, I gotta tell you,
you and Lily,

you really kept
this place thriving. Ah.

- Yeah.

Look, what's this I hear
from Lily

about you tearing down
the mill and opening up
a Dutch inn

and a resort on Windmill Way?

- Pshooo, news travels fast.

No hard feelings?

(scoffs)
- I mean, my wife will be
out of a job.

And can you guarantee
this won't negatively
affect my business?

- Willem, I ran the numbers.
No matter what we put
on Windmill Way,

you being in the heart
of downtown will always give you
a steady clientele.

Trust me.

(sighs)

- Well, you're lucky
that we rarely have vacancies

and turn guests away
more often than not.

- If anything,
these businesses

will help take the pressure
off of you.

When was the last time
you and Lily took a vacation?

- Our honeymoon?
- Exactly.

You guys are always
at full capacity.

Look around,
it's beautiful in here.

You're busy,
you're working hard,

and I respect that about you,
I do,

but this can help take
some of the load off.

- Fair point. I did corner
the market

and could share the wealth.
But Brady, come on,

knocking down the mill, really?

- You should've seen the way
Mia looked at me.

I felt sick.

- Is there anything you can do?

- I'm in a tough spot.

But I'm gonna meet Mia
tomorrow

so we can
brainstorm some ideas.

- Well, I hope you two
can keep it civil.

- Yeah, doesn't help that
there's still tension

there from
how we ended things.

- Well, just tell her what you
told me. That'll help.

- What's that?

- Take a vacation.

No mill, no work, right?

(tender music plays)

(photos rustle)

(gentle knock on door)

- Can we talk?

- Yes. But promise,
no more bombshells.

(clicks tongue then sighs)

- I know you're still upset.

And I am truly sorry
for not discussing the deal
with you.

Sometimes I forget
you're a grown woman,

not a child.

And it's, it's not
my job to protect you.

But it was
a very generous offer.

I thought it was
the right thing to do.

I just wanted to make sure that
your financial future
is secured.

Do you forgive me?

- Of course, I do.

- How was the meeting
with Brady?

- Oh, well, after the shock
wore off,

I told him
to go build on the swamp.

(laughs)

- I'm sure that jab
felt good, huh?

- Yeah. Yeah, it did.

He did say though,
that the paperwork to tear down
the mill hasn't been signed yet.

- Is that right?

Huh.

- He seems so different now.

- Oh, he certainly has grown up.

- Yeah. We both have.

(Ann): Thank you very much.

- Looks like you'll be needing
a bigger display case after
this year's Dutch Bake off.

- Oh that's very sweet
of you to say.

Seems Willem might be
a tough competitor
this year, though.

- Sorry I'm late. I got pulled
into a last-minute meeting.

- It's fine. Oma and I just
finished the morning rush.

- Morning, Ann.
- Brady.

- Listen, I want you both
to know,

I never would have had
you sign that deal

if I knew
the mill was at risk.

- Well, thank you
for saying that.

- I hope we can find
a situation that makes
everyone happy.

- Me too.

- You brought
your camera. Perfect.

- Never leave home without it.

- I'll be back later, Oma.

- You two take care.
- Oh, what about...

(door slams)

...breakfast?
- Oh, wait.

- Thank you, Ann.
Oh, what a culinary genius!

(upbeat music plays)

- Wow, the market looks great.

- Yeah, well, you've been gone
a long time. It's grown.

- I'd say.

Oh uh,
you seemed excited
when you saw I had my camera.

- Yes, I was.

If you'd be so kind,
I would love

if you could take photos
for my memory box,

in case everything changes.

- I remember your memory boxes.

- Hmm. Stop.

- You know, for me,

there's nothing like freezing
that moment in time.

You could have it forever,
you know?

- Photos can't replace
the real thing.

- Do you ever wonder how things
would have been if...

we'd stayed together?

- You knew my family needed me.

My future was here.

And you had
that photography internship
that you just couldn't ignore.

But you could have said goodbye.

I guess I was just naïve
to think that we were still
going to prom together.

- Wait, I asked you to prom.

I left you a note.
I left your silence as no.

- Wait, what?
I never got a note.

- I put it in the clog.

When you didn't answer,
I thought that meant you wanted
a clean break

and I wanted
to respect that.

- You're joking?
- No!

I stuffed it in there
about a week before prom!

(chuckles)
- Must've fallen out
or something.

(laughs)
It's crazy after all
these years, I never found it.

- And-and here I thought
you were ignoring the grand
romantic gesture

of our teenage years.
- And I thought that your
feelings toward me had changed.

- Did you go to prom?

- Yeah. I went alone.

Kinda thought
that you would show but
I think you were already gone.

- I'm sorry.

Gosh, I feel like
I'm apologizing a lot lately,

but I completely would
have been there.

- Don't worry about it.
It's ancient history.

- You uh, you seeing
anybody now?

- Hmm, I've dated a few people
here and there

but nothing serious.
You?

- Well, I uh...

I was in a serious relationship
for a few years

but we wanted
different things.

- Hmm.

- They still have
Santa's throne?

(laughs)

- It's the original one that
my great-grandfather built.

And we still make, sell,
and ship these

all over
the country, every season.

- Oh, look at you.
Always spreading joy.

- It's not just me,
it's everyone at the mill.

We're the backbone
of this community.

Especially at Christmas.

- How do I look?

(chuckles)

- You look very dapper.

(both laugh)

Hey, do you remember when
we used to come up here

every Christmas morning and take
photos of the mill at sunrise,

before anyone was up?
- Oh yeah.

You know, I made a collage
of all those golden
hour photos.

- See? The mill is linked
to so many good memories.

- I know what you're trying
to do, Mia.

I do.

But it is gonna take
a lot more than nostalgia

to save the mill.
(wood cracks)

Oh, oh!
(Mia gasps)

- Whoa!
- Oh no.

- Did I just break
Santa's throne?

(huffs)

- What else could go wrong?

- Can you fix it?

- I hope someone at the mill
can fix it before Santa Day,

or else you're gonna be on
the naughty list for
a very long time.

(camera shutter snaps)
(gasps)

- Good afternoon, Ann.

- Herb, what a pleasant
surprise.

- Mia and Lily are working hard
at the mill

decorating for
the Christmas market.

I thought I would surprise
them with a treat.

- Ah, ha, well, a box
of fresh oliebols

should do the trick.

- Oh, my favorite.
How did you know?

(chuckles)

Are you okay?

- I still wish that I hadn't
picked up Brady's phone call.

- Well, you couldn't have known
this would happen.

You were only
doing what you thought
was best for your family.

- As soon as he said that
the mill was safe,

I should have made sure
that was explicit
in the contract.

- Circumstances changed
after you signed.

You have
to forgive yourself.

- I'm having flyers made.
And I'll use my platform
at the bake off to uh,

to spread the word about
what's at stake with the mill.

- Oh, I think that's a great
idea, and I would love to help.

- I appreciate that.

Oh.

- Oh, thank you.

- Hey, how was your morning
with Mr. Real Estate?

- I don't think that
the Christmas stroll down
memory lane

really made
that much of a difference.

- Oh. Well, I could try to get
Willem to talk some sense
into him.

But what more could we do?

- Well, as the manager
of all of our social media
pages,

you should let the town
know what's going on.

- Do we really wanna
worry them, though?

- Well, their livelihoods
are at risk, too.

We have to let them know.

- Oh, um, we could put together
an online petition

to help preserve the mill.
- That's a great idea.

(door rumbles on track)

- Special delivery from Ann's.

- Oh, yum.

- Would you like to be
our first signer

on the petition
to save the mill?

- I'd be honored.

- Would you also be honored
to repair a town heirloom?

(sighs)

Brady accidentally
broke Santa's throne.

- Oh.

- You know Willem's parents
have a picture of him

on that throne with Santa from
every year of his childhood.

- It is a special tradition
around here.

And everyone would be
very disappointed if we
didn't have it for Santa.

- Yeah, we have so many in the
back we could use to replace it.

- They're all spoken for
and ready for shipment.

Plus, we can't take another
community's Santa throne.

- No.
- Please?

- If anyone can fix it,
it's you.

- Yeah, I'll see what I can do.

- You're the best, Herb.

(plate clunks on table)

- Oh, no thanks, buddy.
I just ate.

Look good though.

- They are. But I am
in full bake off mode right now.

My tastebuds are way too close
to this to be objective.

(exhales)

(sniffs)

Mm-hmm, mm-hmm. Mm.

These are better
than your dad's.

- Oh! Hey, don't make a mess,
this is a new table.

- It's nice. It's classic.

- It's one of Mia's.

Handmade at our very own mill.

Thought you should know.

- Look, the mill was built
in the 1930s.

It's had a good run, right?

- You've been away awhile,
so maybe you've forgotten.

Nothing is more important
to this town than its heritage.

I guarantee you, every home
has at least one piece

of Mia's family's furniture.

- I'll give you that.
- Oh.

Did you see all the buzz
online about the petition
to preserve the mill?

- Preserve the mill?
- Mm-hmm.

- "Best wooden furniture
in the country."

You wrote that one, didn't you?

- Well.
- "Beaubridge's bridge
too far."

Of course.

"The mill is beloved."

I get your point.

(sighs)

(phone rings)

- Hello?

- Mia, 500 signatures.

Really?
- Oh, we're well over
that number now.

You know,

I'm actually in the middle
of something.

Can I call you back?
Thanks.

- Mia? Mi-mi...

(Mia laughs)

- Sorry, we're closed.

- I need to speak
with Mia. Please.

- Brady, all business aside,

it's good to see you again.
- Yeah.

- Yeah.
- Thanks, Herb.

- How are your parents?

- They're good. They're good.

They're uh, enjoying retirement
in Florida.

In fact, they're
enjoying it so much

they're gonna stay there
for Christmas.

- Ah. Well, good for them.

Me, I'll work here as long
as I'm able.

This mill gives me
a sense of purpose.

It is the main industry
and lifeblood of this town,
after all.

- I'm ready when you are, Herb.

We're just setting up outside

for our "Preserve the Mill"
rally tomorrow.

You should come.

- You know, tomorrow's gonna be
a little hectic for me
but maybe.

Where can I find Mia?

- Oh, she's in the back.

- Thanks, Herb.

I see your petition is getting
a little traction in the media.

- Well, you said nostalgia
wouldn't save the mill so,
I'm just improvising.

- I called you earlier because
I wanted to give you
a heads up.

A safety inspector
is coming to do a survey
of the mill next week.

- Didn't you say your hands
were tied?

Because I feel like
they're actively
meddling instead.

- I'm trying to untie them
a bit.

Whenever a demolition
gets bad press,

my boss sends a safety
inspector on site,
the next day.

One negative report later,
public opinion sways
like a pendulum.

- I suppose it's easier to tear
something down

that's not up to code
than it would be otherwise.

- You have my sympathy, Mia,
you do.

And that's why I'm giving you
more time to implement

these repairs than
my boss would ever allow.

- Well, I'm not afraid of
your inspector.

And I welcome
the accountability.

- And I'm hoping this is
the first safety report

that doesn't go my boss' way.

By the way...

Hmm.

Another signature
for your petition.

- Who's Billy Schofield?

- My pseudonym.

I wanna help.

And keep my job, if possible.

- Thank you so much.

- We brought refills.

- Oh, great. Thank you.
- Yeah, how's it coming?

- Well, we have a few hundred
more signatures already.

- Oh, excellent.

- Brady's company is so adamant
about knocking down the mill,

why is he insisting
on a safety inspection?

- It's all strategy.

If they can shift public opinion
into thinking

that the mill is old
and hazardous then --

- The more accepting people
will be about it being
demolished.

- Exactly.

- Oh.

- Miss Meijer, what would you
like the viewers to know?

- Well, for almost a century,
my family has made
handcrafted furniture,

here at this mill.
And at Christmas,

wooden toys for
all the children of this
community

that we love so much.

- What do you plan on doing
with the donations?

- We plan to use
these generous donations

to renovate and preserve
the mill.

It's part of what makes
this town so special.

And I would like to extend
a huge thank you

to everyone who came out
to support this important cause.

Thank you so much
and merry Christmas.

(crowd cheering)

How'd I do?

- Oh, you were amazing.
I am so proud of you.

- Thank you, Oma. I just,
I hope this all works.

- Yes, me too.

- Thank you.

- So, what do you think?

- I think it can be fixed.

- Before Santa Day at
the Christmas market?

- Well, I'll certainly
do my best.

I feel a need for some milk
and cookies.

Can I get you anything?

- No, thanks.

- Be right back.

- I really need to get
a better security system.

- Yeah.

So, what's the prognosis?

Will Santa Claus
have his throne when
he comes to town?

- Herb seems to think so.
And that's enough for me.

- Good.

I saw you on the Channel 4 news.

I wanted
to congratulate you.

- Thank you.

We have 1,000 signatures
so far

and I think
all the donations will be
enough to cover the repairs.

I truly underestimated
the love for this mill.

- I won't disagree with that.

- Mia listen, I know that you
have no reason to trust me,

but I am trying to do more
to change this deal.

- Really?
- Really.

I'm gonna talk to my boss
tomorrow

and see if we can't lead
Walt Caprio

to better
opportunities elsewhere.

- I appreciate you doing that.

- God, it's amazing
how you guys

still make toys from
all the scraps and offcuts.

- It started out as just a way
to use up all of our material.

But now, we have a designated
space in our workshop

just for making toys.

And we sell them
all year-round,

but at the Christmas market
we gift one to every child
in town.

- That's fantastic.
Quality craftsmanship.

- Well, I'd love to take credit
but Herb makes most of the toys
these days.

I stick to furniture.

- You know, I was talking
to Willem yesterday

and I still have
the wooden angel tree topper

you gave me back
in high school.

- Really?
- Really.

- Is it still in one piece?

- Put it on my Christmas tree
every year.

- Hey, do you remember
that stool that you helped
me make?

- The one with three legs?

Used to wobble
when we sat on it.

- That's the one.

- Yeah, I'll bet that's been
turned into toothpicks by now.

- Think again.

- You kept it? No!

(laughs)

Well, still wobbles.

- It's part of my history.

- Mia...

(Herb): Time to make our own
Christmas miracle.

Oh.

- I'll see you tomorrow.

- Yeah.

- Cookies look good, Herb.
- Mm!

- Yeah.

(phone ringing)

(call beeps on)
- Hello?

- Saw the news. What's going on?

- We've received a little
backlash from the town.

- Nearly half the residents
signed that petition.

I'd say that's more than
a little backlash.

- I was able, however,
to schedule a safety inspection
before Walt's arrival.

- Hmm. Taught you well.

- Lionel, I think we should
offer alternative properties
to Walt.

- So, you think the windmill
will pass inspection?

- Either way, do we really want
a sizeable portion of
the population

that cherishes this mill
to be against Beaubridge
and Caprio right off the bat?

- Look, I've been courting Walt
to do business together
for years.

It wasn't 'til I told him
about Windmill Way that
he finally showed interest.

- Well, then how about we lose
the Dutch inn entirely

and he puts his resort
next to the mill?

- Sacrifice all that revenue?

(sighs)
Have you heard from Walt?

- Uh, we've been playing phone
tag but he emailed me

to confirm his arrival date.

And he expressed interest in
exploring the Christmas market.

- Keep calling.
I want him engaged.

And don't sow doubt in his mind
with alternative options.

- Understood, sir.

(call beeps off)

- I think we're good to go.

(sighing)

- First day of
the Christmas market.

I just feel like
I should be more excited.

- What's wrong, sweetheart?

(sighs)
- Just worried
about the inspection.

- Oh, well, you, Herb, and Lily
fixed all the small things

and identified the larger issues
for the contractors.

- Yeah. Yeah,
I guess you're right.

I've just never felt
this much pressure in my life.

- Never forget, Mia,

you can handle whatever
winds might blow your way

as long as
your confidence and your faith
are resolute.

- Thank you, Oma.
- Mm-hmm.

- Ha, hot off the presses.

- Oh! Oh.

Thank you, Herb,
for picking them up.

- These look great.
- I helped with the design.

- Oh, if the 90th
Christmas Market is on track

to be our biggest year yet,

these are gonna help spread
the message far and wide.

- Thank you. Thank you, both.

- Do you mind tightening
my apron?

- I'm here to help.

There.

- Hey, buddy.
- There he is.

- Good to see ya.

- Happy Christmas Bake off, Mia.

- I'm surprised you made it.

- Maybe I'm feeling
a little nostalgic.

- It's about time.

- You know, you said
the Christmas market had grown.

Even I can't believe how many
people are here.

- Well, I just organized
a group of vendors

and we've been raising
money throughout the year
to increase advertising.

That plus word of mouth, and
now, we're the biggest Christmas
market in three states.

- Of course you are.

You know, you still have
the same passion
and determination

you've had since high school.
That is not a dig, I swear.

Truly, it's... it's admirable.

- Thank you.

Hey, would you like to try some?

- Finally! Yes.

Mm. Really?

Mm.

Oh, Willem, sorry,

it's close but uh,

I think Ann's got you beat.

- Who's side are you on?

- Well, that's the million
dollar question, isn't it?

- Ann, Herb, Mia, what do you
have for me this year?

- Mr. Mayor, from Ann's Bakery,

please enjoy a slice of
her famous,

homemade,
Christmas Kerststol bread.

- Mm. Mm! Mm!

Great job. Next.

- Ooh, don't forget a flyer.

- Go get 'em.
(chuckles)

- Mr. Mayor, from the Jansens,

I present to you our homemade,
Christmas poffertjes.

- Mm. All right,

I have everyone's scores
and I'll announce
the winner shortly.

(Lily giggles)

- I wanna tell you,

I'm going around my boss.

And I'm working
on a proposal to present
Walt Caprio directly.

My goal is to convince him
that the Muskegon property
up north

is a better investment
than Windmill Way.

- That's the best news
I've heard all day.

- I thought you might.

(microphone squeals)
Oh, here we go.

- Ah. Well, the scores have
been tallied.

Excelling in all categories
of overall taste, texture,

presentation,
and the adherence to
the Dutch culture,

the unanimous winner is...

Ann's Bakery for
her Kerststol Christmas bread.

(crowd clapping)

- They say renovations should
be done in a couple days.

- Yeah, I know these repairs
weren't cheap.

- Well, between what Brady's
company paid us for the land,

and the money we've
raised, we'll be okay.

- Yeah, I have no doubt
we'll pass the inspection,

but will it deter
the powers that be?

- Public opinion is on our side

and with a solid report,
that strengthens our case.

Brady's also
looking for alternative
locations to offer Caprio.

- Yeah. Seeing
you two together again,

suddenly feels
like old times.

- I think he still has some
fondness for this town.

- You have a sparkle
in your eye when you're around
him, you know,

just like back
in high school.

- He's...
- Hmm?

- I'm not...

- Huh?

- Saving the mill is my top
and only priority right now.

- Well, it won't be easy

but preserving the mill
would certainly make history.

- History.

That's it.

What do they call
the downtown area again?

- Downtown Historic District.

- And they started calling
it that after the mayor
at the time

registered the entire area
as a historical landmark.

- Wow, you know
your town's history.

- We just have to register
the mill.

To qualify as a landmark,
I think the downtown area

had to be 50 years old
or older.

And the mill is as old as
the Christmas market at 90.

- Overqualified and overdue,
if you ask me.

- Maybe the mill will get
its Christmas miracle after all.

(paper rustle)

- Looks like it might take up
to 45 days

to get a structure
like Zefier registered.

- Don't they wanna start
building soon, though?

(sighs)
- They probably won't start
building until the spring,

when the ground thaws.

But they could bring in
a demolition crew at any time.

And actually,

they technically evict us
at a moment's notice.

So, keep looking.

- Okay. Wait, what about
our town's Dutch heritage?

- Yes. Oh, I think that there's
some sort of special ordinance

or something that we could
maybe get approved for in time.

- Okay, that sounds promising.
What does it do?

- Um, the ordinance is
a protective measure

that can be placed
while a permanent application
to the United Register

of Historical Landmarks
is pending.

I should
go file the paperwork.

- Mm-hmm.

- Would you mind locking up?

- Of course!

Go save your birthright.
And our jobs.

- Ha. Well, our history
is all of our birthrights.

Belongs to everyone.

Oh here, let me take
your coat for you.

- Oh.
- Please, have a seat.

- I remembered these
are your favorites.

- Oh, you know how much
I love these.

Yum.
And, congratulations again

for winning this year's
Golden Rolling Pin.

- Well, she literally couldn't
have won it without you.

(mayor chuckles)

- Well, my opponents are
already calling me biased

since I've declared
Ann the winner both years
I was the judge.

- Well, it's not biased
when you have impeccable taste.

- Ooh, you're hired.
No interview required.

- Thank you.

Well, it's not exactly
why I asked to meet
with you today.

- How can I be of service?

- I'd like to discuss the time
sensitive issue that I emailed
your office about.

- I know. And I read your flyer
at the Christmas Market
Bake off.

(sighs)
Mia, I understand the position
you're in,

and it's commendable
what you're trying to do.

The windmill is the epicenter
of our town in many ways.

- Well, I submitted the online
application but I wanted
to give you a physical copy.

I was hoping that maybe
there's something you can do

to expedite
city council's review.

- I realize how important
the mill is to you and
your family,

but I've got to be honest,
I don't think they'll grant
you the ordinance.

- May I ask why not?

- Well, the idea of
a Caprio Resort on Windmill Way

is hugely popular
with the council,

for the added revenue
and the influx of tourism
it would bring.

- Yeah, but you were
at the bake off.

You saw, we had the highest
turnout that the Christmas
market's ever seen.

- Which is fantastic.

But it also puts into question
our small town's need
for sufficient lodging.

- Most people have no qualms
with the Dutch inn

that Beaubridge Realty
wants to build next
to the windmill.

And the resort is excessive.

Please, if you could just look
over the application.

I've outlined everything
from my great-grandfather
building it

and establishing our heritage
town almost 100 years ago,

to the Dutch culture and
traditions that perpetuate

through the furniture
we create. I mean, it truly
is a historical landmark.

- You've clearly put a lot
of time and energy into this.

- The windmill is the heart
and soul of this town.

Can you imagine our town
without it?

Because I can't.

(sighs)
- I-I can't promise anything.

Especially this close
to Christmas.

But the council
will review everything

and consider your proposal
seriously.

(exhales happily)
- That's all I ask. Thank you.

- Oh, and thank Ann
for these delicious treats.

- I surely will. Thanks again.

(festive music)

- Good timing. Uh, could you
cover the desk

while I help
Willem set up?

- Sure. I'm not really
qualified but --

- Thank you.

- Okay.

(door opens)

- Would you like a room, miss?

- Please don't tell me that
you bought the Jansen Inn, too?

- What? No, no. It's uh,
I'm just covering for Lily.

- Oh. Well, I wanted to talk
to her but I'll come back later.

- You look...

- Like a corporate drone?

- I was gonna say stunning,
but sure.

- Well, you look good
dressed down.

- Thanks.
- Brady,

I submitted
a protective ordinance request
for the mill,

to be considered
as a historical landmark.

- You're a genius.

Look at you.

- Well, if Walt won't listen
to you,

he'll have to listen
to that.

- It's really inspiring
to see the lengths

that you will go
for something you love.

(footsteps thud, approaching)

(Lily): Hey. How was
your meeting with the mayor?

- It's up to council now.

- Brady, Mia, you two should
play the first Christmas
cornhole game this year.

For old time's sake.
- I'm...

- You are relieved
of your duties.

- I was really good.

- Mm-hmm.

- You know, if I remember
correctly, and I'm pretty sure
I do,

the last time we played,
I beat you really badly.

- Your memory needs jogging
because I recall that very
differently.

- Hmm.
- Rematch.

- Oh, you're on.

- Lead the way.

- Okay, you know the rules.

Take turns throwing your bags.
Whoever makes the most targets
wins.

- Ladies first.

(Mia): Thank you very much.

- Oh, wait, wait, wait. Wait.

Hold on. Here we go.

(camera shutter snaps)

Now you're up.

- Okay.

- Ooh.

- Hey, I'm just getting
warmed up. Hold that.

- Uh oh, coat's coming off.

Ladies and gentlemen,
this is getting serious.

(inhales deeply)

I was closer than you were.

(scoffs)

(Mia): Yes!
- Oh! Mia, 1-0.

- I think I was a little
closer on that one.

- Everyone gets lucky
once in a while.

(kisses beanbag)

- Oh!
- Boom!

- It's a tie.
- Kshhh!

Ah.

That was a good game.

- One is better than none.

(door rumbles closed)

- Wow. This place looks great.

- Yeah, we're all ready
for today's inspection.

- Is Mia in?

I...I brought her
this Christmas rose

as a token
of good luck.

- It's nice of you.

- I am rooting for her.

I hope you believe that.

- She's upstairs helping Herb.

She might be a while though.

- Would you please give
this to her for me?

- Of course. Yeah.

- Uh, you know what?

On second thought.

(chuckles)

We used to uh,
send messages like this
when we were kids.

- Okay.

(groans)

It's the same clog.

It's pretty old.

- Probably. It was here
when I started.

- Well, hope this one
makes the trip.

Take care.

- Bye.

(Ann): Hi, honey.
- Hi, Oma.

- Oh, thanks for
doing the dishes.

- Oh, it's my pleasure.

- What's this?

- A Christmas rose
for good luck.

- From Brady?

(sniffs)

Mm, it's beautiful.
Are you falling for him again?

- What? No. No. No, I... maybe.

I suppose, yes.

But I...

- Oh, and this is
the safety report?

- That's it.

I was too nervous
to open it alone.

- Let's do it together.

- Okay.

You know what?
You do it.

- Um, let's make a plan
for both outcomes first.

- Okay. Um, if we pass,

I take it directly to the press
to contradict Beaubridge
Realty's claim

that the mill
is old and dangerous.

- And if we don't pass?

- I have faith.

I have faith that
there's a plan and we'll
get through this together.

- That's my girl.

You know what?

You do it.

(sighs)

(envelope crinkles)

We passed!

- Oh! Oh, that's marvelous,
dear!

Oh gosh.

- I've got to call Lily.
- Yeah, I can't wait
to tell Herb.

- Now, all we need is that
protective ordinance.

- Any update on that?

- Well, I submitted
Mayor Beaman

a request to expedite
city council's review but...
Okay.

- I'll have extra donuts
ready, if need be.

- Thanks, Oma.

(uplifting music)

Thank you for springing
for the extra supplies.

- It's the least I could do.

- You know, I sent the safety
report in for publication
earlier.

- Good.

How's your ornament coming?

- Well, I think I'm all done.

- Already?

- Well...

Hey, no peeking until
you're done, too.

- No peeking.

Ah, sometimes I can't help
myself 'cause I've got
so many eyes.

Oh wait.

(camera shutter snaps)

Oh. It's a good one.

- And to think they're
the oldest kids at that table.

(Ann and Herb laugh)

- I think I'm ready.

- Let's see it.

- Does this look like a dog?

- Maybe if you add some teeth.

- Yeah, let me see yours.

(chuckles happily)

Nothing would make me happier.

- Oh.

- How's it going over
there, Picasso?

- Oh, I'm ready.
But please, after you.

- Hmm.

- You're a better artist
than me.

- Well, furniture is easier.

- Is that me with a camera?

- Yep.

- I love it.

- All right, now let's see
what took you so long.

- Whoa, no, now
I'm embarrassed, it's...

- Come on, let's see.

- I know it's bad, it's...

- What is it?

- Well, it's you and me
at our high school prom.

If we'd gone together.

It's not exactly painted
to scale, of course.

(teary exhale)

- Of course.

(bow crinkles)

So cute to see Oma all
nervous about her date tonight.

- Well, I'm glad they're both
finally admitting it is a date.

- Me too.

- And what about you and Brady?

I thought all those sparks
flying were gonna burn down
the inn.

(sighs)

- I think I'm falling
in love with him again.

- What?

- I know, but I can't think
about that right now.

Not while the future of the mill
is so uncertain.

- But I-I thought Brady said
he was gonna talk to that
Caprio guy

about stopping
the resort deal?

- Yeah, he's putting together
a proposal

to try and persuade them
to build elsewhere.

- And what about that ordinance?

- Still under review.

I did send Mayor Beaman a bunch
of donuts though,

'cause those are his favorite.

Just to sort of help
push things through.

- Well, we can't lose faith now.

(Walt): Brady, Walt Caprio here.

Sorry we keep missing
each other

but I got all your messages
and emails.

I look forward
to learning about
this Muskegon opportunity

during our meeting tomorrow.

I can't wait to check out
this Christmas market, too.

Oh, and I-I wanted
to commend you

on your photos
of the Windmill Way property.

I pulled them from
the Beaubridge database.

They had such great attention
to detail,

I felt like I was really there.

Because of that,
I figure we get all business
out of the way first.

I just emailed you the signed
Windmill Way contract.

Demolition starts as soon as
you can get the permit signed.

See you tomorrow.

(call beeps off)

- No...

My presentation is done.

- Hmm. Did you sleep
at all last night?

- A few hours.
(sighs)

Walt preemptively signed
the Windmill Way contract.

- So, the mill is history.

- I... kinda sorta went
behind my boss' back

and told Walt about
a more fruitful opportunity,

north of here in Muskegon.

He's agreed to hear me out,

hear my proposal
this afternoon at our meeting.

- So, him agreeing to
the new plan

would cancel out
the contract he just signed?

- Boom. That's my plan.

I'm picking him up
at the airport later,

but I gotta talk to Mia.
If she allows,

I'm pitching him right there
at the mill

so I can appeal
to his better angels.

- Have you told Mia all this?

- Uh, I'm gonna go have
a meeting with her right now.

Catch her up on everything.
And uh...

hopefully get her blessing.

- Hmm. Hey.

You'll always be my friend.
I want what's best for you.

Just make sure
your priorities are clear.

- Thanks, Willem,
but they are crystal.

I'll see ya later.

Lionel.

I-I didn't know you were coming.

I mean, I'm...
I'm glad you're here.

(Lionel): Didn't wanna miss your
big day. Where you headed now?

- I'm going to go to the mill
and prep for our meeting

before I pick Walt up
from the airport.

- Don't worry about that,
I'm picking him up.

We'll meet you up by the mill,
4:00?

Shake hands, celebrate?

- You spoke to him?
- Briefly, before he took off.

- Hmm.

- Why the long face?
You should be happy.

- What do you mean?
- Well, this meeting with Walt,

it's just a formality since
he already signed the contract.

That VP Developer position,
it's yours.

- Wow uh... wow!

I worked my entire career
for that title.

- It's long overdue.
A promotion well deserved.

- Lionel --
- I'll let you go.
I'm gonna check in.

Be nice to stay
in one of our own next time.

- Yeah.

(blows out breath)

- Morning, Brady.

- Hey, Herb. Wow.

Santa's throne
is looking good as new.

- Yeah, just doing my part
to protect our heritage.

- Is Mia in yet?

- Yeah. She's upstairs
but she left a note for you.

- Thanks, Herb.

(saw whirring)

(Brady): "Catching the wind
while it's strong.

Be down soon. Mia."

What if it never fell out?

Wait a minute.

- What are you doing?

- I was uh, huh...

I was hoping to find
the note I left you for prom.

- No luck?

- Take a guess.

- Well, if your prom
story is true.

- Which it is.

- My theory is that it fell
out during transit.

- Mm-hmm.

- Found its way into one
of the saws

and was chopped
into smithereens.

- It's a pleasant thought.

(chuckles)

- So, what's
with the voicemail?

What is it?

- I couldn't connect
with Caprio before he signed
the Windmill Way contract.

I was just informed that
the demolition on the mill

is scheduled to start
next weekend.

You have to know,
I never wanted any
of this to happen.

- I have to go and...

- Remember the property I was
telling you about in Muskegon?

Walt's agreed to hear
my proposal.

With your permission,
I'd like to host him right here
at the mill

so that he can see,
in person, how extraordinary
this place truly is.

- I'll leave the door
open for you.

- Mia, you mean the world
to me.

You always have.

There's still time.

We can still save
this place, you and me.

- We, as in Brady,

or the pseudonym
you used to save face
with your company?

- It's not like that now.

There's still time.

I'm gonna try
and change his mind.

What about the ordinance

to make this
a historical landmark?

Have they made
their decision yet?

- It's not your problem.

You don't even
live here anymore.

- Mia.

- I need you to go now.

Please.

- Fine.

(paper crinkles)

(cries)

(Mia): "Will you go to prom with
me? Forever yours, Brady."

(door creaks open)

- Ready to go?

(teary exhale)

Hey, what's wrong?

Are you okay?

- They're tearing down the mill.

It's over.

- Is that what Brady
came here to say?

- I failed.

- No, you didn't.

- Everything that my family has
spent their lives working for.

Everything that I've worked for.

All the people over
the decades

that have worked at this mill,
it's all gonna be gone.

- No, Mia, listen to me.

Look,
you did everything you could.

Your parents know that,
I know that,

and they are so proud of you.

And their love extends
beyond this mill.

It's endless and timeless.

- You're a great friend, Lily.

We don't have time
to be sad anyways.

It's Santa Day.

- It's Santa Day.

Come here.

(both giggle)

- Wow, didn't Herb do
such a great job

fixing great-grandpa's
Santa throne?

- Yeah, he sure did.

Oh, I see Willem.

(giggles)

- So, you ready for Santa Day?

(kids): Yeah!

- Walt, it's a pleasure
to finally meet you.

- You as well, Brady.
Interesting choice of venue
for this meeting.

- Especially since one of
your luxurious resorts
will be replacing it later.

- Uh, gentlemen, please
take a seat.

I've prepared a presentation
about a new, lucrative
opportunity here in the area.

- So, basically you're telling
me that the contract's already
been signed

by these tycoons dooming
the windmill to oblivion,

and Brady is there
right now with those same guys?

- Yes.
- Yeah, that's beyond wrong.

- And if Brady couldn't stop
Walt from signing the contract,

I doubt he'll be able
to do much more.

- I wouldn't give up on him
just yet, Mia.

He was up all night working
on a plan that might
just save the mill.

Eggnog?

- Thank you.
- Thank you.

- Santa has something for you.

- What is it?

- Oh, it just arrived.
Special delivery,

straight
from the North Pole.

- We got the protective
ordinance.

(all laugh happily)

Thank you.

- You can finally build one
of your mega-sized
resort hotels,

which you mention on
your website.

Instead of
your standard-sized version
here.

Here's our profit projections

at Windmill Way
compared to Muskegon

over the next
five years.

This windmill that we're in
doesn't just hold space
for furniture,

it's the heartbeat of this town.

It holds a family.

A special family.

And a community.

It holds them together.
It binds us.

Now, I may lose my job for this

but I now wholeheartedly
believe that this place
should be preserved.

Not destroyed.

- Excuse me. Brady,
I need to talk to you.

- What's going on here?

- Gentlemen, it is my pleasure

to introduce to you Mia Meijer,

furniture designer,
manager of the mill,

and the great-granddaughter of
the man that built this place.

- So, you're the one that
put him up to this.

- Brady did all of this
on his own volition.

But I did this on mine.

- Let me see that.

- It's a letter from our mayor

stating that there's
a protective ordinance granted
for Zefier.

Pending the review
of its application

to the United Register
of Historical Landmarks.

- This protects the mill,
no matter what Caprio Resorts

or Beaubridge Realty
originally intended.

- I see.
- Lionel,

I want you to know
how much

I truly appreciate
the job offer of the VP position

but I've got to decline.

I'm also giving you
my official resignation.

- Are you sure about this?

- I have never been more sure
about anything in
my entire life.

- Brady, wait,

with or without
this protective ordinance,

you've convinced me that
this windmill is worth
preserving.

Your presentation, well,
it was very impressive.

I wanna hire
you as my point person
on this Muskegon project.

- Walt, that is
extremely generous.

But I need to pass.

I'm gonna stay here, in town.

But have no fear, you are
in great hands with Lionel
and Beaubridge Realty.

- Lionel, we going to Muskegon?

- Of course. Uh, yes.
(clears throat)

- After I check out
this Christmas market.

It's uh,
my favorite time of year.

- Hmm.

- Brady --
- Lionel,

I am grateful
for everything you've done
for me.

No hard feelings?

- Good luck, Brady.

- You didn't have
to do that for me.

- I'm not losing you again.

- What are you gonna do here?

- Well, I don't know if I've
ever told you this but...

I'm kinda into photography

and I was thinking about opening
a photography business.

(chuckles)

- Oh.

- Hmm.

You know what this means,
don't you?

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May I have this dance?

- I thought you'd never ask.

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Are you really sure
about all this?

- I love you, Mia.

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- I love you, too, Brady.

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