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- Comfort food has never been so cold?

Yes, Martin, I'm reading it.

And no, it does not mean we're closing for Christmas.

Kathleen?

Kathleen, are you there?

Morning.

- Good morning, my dear.

- I know you've read it, so you can cut the pleasantries.

Uh, read what?

- The article.

What'd you guys do, hide them when I walked in?

Hand them over.

- Oh...

Yes, well.

- Yes.

- It really isn't so bad.

- They called me a Gourmet Grinch.

- People should be with their families on Christmas.

- Well, we're like family, right?

- Right?

- Right?

I Guess.

- Dysfunctionaly family.

- You never go some vacantion.

- Very funny.

- Almost is funny is this.

She's relentless.

- Shouldn't you just talk to her?

She said it was urgent.

- It's just her annual Christmas invitation.

- It really wouldn't hurt to close for a day.

- Not a chance.

I have mouths to feed.

- Not after that article.

- I will not abandon my loyal holiday loners.

Besides, how.

How can we feed them if we aren't open?

- Yes, well.

Then we better rethink your Christmas gift.

- Christmas gift?

- We were all going to pitch in and change the locks.

- Martin, I could kiss you.

- Speaking of which.

Tre bon.

- Oh, stop.

Stop that.

Martin, if you don't put that away, I'm gonna.

- Gonna what?

Have some fun?

You're a prude.

- That's right, I'm a prude.

I'm a Christmas prude.

Now, get back to work.

- She's the prude who stole Christmas.

I heard that.

- Alright people. Doors open half and hour.

- Welcome to Kathleen's.

- Go away. I'm hiding.

- I think you might want to see this.

- What's he doing here?

- You have some nerve coming into my restaurant

after that review.

- Well, why, Kathleen?

The food's great.

There's just no Christmas cheer in here.

- Um, Kathleen, you have a call holding.

- Tell her I'm busy with a customer.

It's not your mother.

- Andrew?

Good.

I could use some good news today.

Please, don't tell me you're calling to cancel.

- No, not canceling, but there is a slight change of plans.

You read the review?

No.

I am, however, bringing more business with me.

- Oh, you are?

How much?

- Just one.

- Oh, that's great.

- Ah, food's here.

Here you are, Kathleen.

- Oh, thank you, Hannah.

That looks perfect.

Great.

Watch it, the plate's hot.

I hope you like what I picked.

I had Claude make it especially for you.

- Mm.

Oh, this is amazing.

- Do you really like it?

- Mm.

Lucy, don't you think this looks amazing?

- Is it everything okay?

- What is that?

- It's Linguini Pescatori.

It's organic.

- I can't. I just... I can't take it.

- Lucy, that's enough.

- Is she okay?

- I'm a chicketarian.

- A what?

A chicka?

- A chicketarian.

It's new.

- I don't eat meat, except for chicken.

- Well, would you like something else?

- Yeah. - No, she's fine.

- I need to eat.

- How about a chicken salad sandwich?

- Hate it.

- Lucy.

- Chicken nuggets?

- I had that for lunch.

- A chicken-fried steak?

- Are you trying to trick me?

- Lucy, that is enough.

- Maybe I should talk to the Chef.

- No, Kathleen.

Don't worry about it.

- Really, I'd like to.

Hey, what's wrong with you?

- She's so.

What?

- So not mom.

- That child is unbelievable.

- She's cute.

- She's a chicketarian.

No, don't pretend that that's normal.

What's the grossest thing that we have

that looks like chicken?

- We could...

Perhaps you should ask Andrew.

- What?

Oh.

I am so sorry and embarrassed.

- No, no, no.

Don't worry about it, don't worry about it.

I mean, I'm sorry.

She's just a mess tonight.

I mean, this time of year is just so hard on her.

- Hey, it's okay.

- No, I'm really sorry about this.

- No, don't be.

- Kathleen, you're great

and Lucy's great, too.

I really need you to see that.

Promise me you'll give her a chance?

And order her a corn dog, will ya?

- A what?

- Trust me they can't resist a corn dog.

How is it?

- Fine.

- What do you say?

- Goodnight, Kathleen.

- Thank you.

Thank you is the answer that I was looking for.

- You can't stay for dessert?

- Oh, I'd love to.

But I still have a lot of packing to do

and then I have to drop her off at the sitter.

- I don't need a sitter.

- You know what, though.

I could, maybe, drop by your place

on the way to the airport.

- Oh, that's great.

Then we can have dessert there.

- Okay then.

- Lucy say thank you to Kathleen.

Thanks.

- Thank you.

It was wonderful.

Really.

Go, go.

Don't be rude.

- Hi, Boss.

- You are the last one out.

- Good night.

-What?

I've been calling like crazy.

- She's not wearing pants.

- Lucy, come on.

She's wearing a robe.

Hey, do you sew?

What?

Sew.

You know, like with a needle and thread.

Um, no.

- You can't leave me with a pantless woman.

- Leave her?

What happened to the baby sitter?

- She canceled on us.

Obviously.

- Hey.

Now listen, I'm only gonna be gone one night.

- A lot can happen in a night.

- Yes you gonna have a lot of fun.

- I think this is like you know girl time.

- Really?

- I'll be back before you know it.

- In time for my show?

- I wouldn't miss it.

In fact, I think we can convince Kathleen

to save me a front-row seat.

- Sure.

- See?

- What about my costume?

- Well, I'm sure Kathleen can take care of it, right?

- Of course.

You don't mind?

- No.

- Thank you.

You're a life saver.

Thank you so much.

All right, Lucy.

Hey, I love you.

Be good, okay?

Okay, guys.

Bye-bye.

Have fun.

- You need this by tomorrow?

- Hurry.

- Don't rush me.

- I kind of have to.

- Well, technically we have until tomorrow night.

- Yeah, but I need time to practice in it.

I'm a star.

- I thought you were an angel?

- Duh.

But I'm also the star of the show.

Besides, I have to go to the bathroom.

- Oh, okay.

New plan.

- Great. - Um.

Do you have any more safety pins?

- No.

- Okay, we'll have to pick some up.

Come on.

Get your coat.

We're going to the store.

- I'll be fine.

You can go without me.

- No, I don't think that's a good idea.

Your dad put me in charge.

I can't just leave you here.

- Yes, you can.

My dad does it all the time.

Besides, I'm 10 years old.

I'm not a child.

- I think you should go with me.

- This is my favorite movie.

- It is?

- No.

- But you should go.

- Store closes at midnight.

- Okay, I'll be back in 15 minutes tops.

- Okay.

- Don't budge from this couch.

- Okay.

- Actually may be you should get ready to bed.

- Okay.

- Okay.

A cold front's passing through

on its way from the West for the holidays,

so here's a little something to get you in the mood.

- Oh!

I'm sorry.

- Hey, watch it.

- Watch it yourself.

- Guys, look it's enough. Alright.

- Goodbye lady.

- I tell you right now.

- Yes, sire.

- If you do this time go ahead please bring your final purchase to the register.

The store will be closing in the next three minutes.

- So a Christmas party?

- No.

- I mean just noticed a you know glitter just kind of assumed.

- No party.

- Could we get one with it? I'm in a better for rush.

- Your total comes to $18.97.

- Okay.

- Would you care to give a dollar to the children?

- What children?

- You know, the...

Merry Christmas.

- Seriously?

- Need some help?

No, thank you.

- Did you lose something?

- No.

I'm fine, thanks.

You can leave.

- How about you let me carry that heavy bag for ya?

Now look what you did.

- Back in my day when a lady asked you to leave her alone,

you left her alone.

- How about you just mind your own business

and go back to your shelter?

- Fun's over.

Go back to your home and leave the nice lady be.

- Like I said before,

this is none of your business, old man.

- I'm making it my business.

Mister?

Mister, are you okay?

- Are you okay?

- Am I okay?

Are you okay?

You got a nasty hit.

- I'm fine.

Did you lose anything?

- Oh.

I can't find my keys.

I don't know where my cell phone is either.

I should call the police.

- No, no.

I mean...

Please, don't call them on my account.

I'm fine.

- Okay.

- Oh, good.

You found them.

- Thank you for your help.

- It's quite all right.

- You're, um...

You're hurt.

- Oh, I'm fine.

There.

All better.

- Listen, I'm so sorry.

I almost ran over you.

- Yes, I guess you did.

- I should've apologized sooner.

- Sam.

- Sam.

Right, Sam.

- Well I hope we never meet again.

- Excuse me?

- I mean I hope I never run in to you again.

- With a car, with a car.

- Right.

Merry Christmas.

- Merry Christmas.

- Can I give you a ride somewhere?

-Well...apears a miss my buss.

- I guess I could use a ride to the bus station downtown.

- Come on.

- Well, this doesn't look too promising.

According to the sign, they're closed.

I guess I missed my bus.

- When is the next one?

- Seems the doors open at 7 a.m.

- I will be fine. You go on back home.

- Where you gonna sleep?

- I can make myself comfortable just about anywhere.

- It's freezing outside.

- You better come with me.

It's my turn, anyway.

- Your turn?

- I almost killed you, you saved my life.

I'm not gonna let you die out here in the cold.

Come on, get in.

- Um...

So, um...

Why don't you just wait over there

and I'll get some linens for the guest room.

- Okay.

- Okay.

- You didn't mention you have a daughter.

- Oh.

No, I don't.

Oh, my goodness.

I can't believe I forgot about her.

- You forgot you had a daughter?

- Oh, no.

I don't have a daughter.

I hardly know her.

I'm just watching her for someone.

- She looks worn out.

- Good.

She's been difficult to deal with.

- Well, I can take it from here

if you point me in the right direction.

- Well, it's just there.

- Oh.

Well then, goodnight.

- Goodnight.

- You are late.

Lucy?

Oh, my gosh!

Lucy!

Hey, hold it right there.

Don't move.

- You're gonna need more than that today.

- Well, good morning, sleepy head.

- Lucy, why didn't you wake me up?

What time is it?

You're gonna be late for school.

- School's canceled.

- Canceled?

- Yeah, look outside.

- Last night's cold front was an ice and snow storm.

- I still can't find my phone.

- You don't have a phone here at the house?

- I only have a cell phone.

I must've left it at the restaurant.

I'm just gonna have to go get it.

- I wouldn't go out there.

- How bad could it be?

We're leaving in five minutes.

- I did.

- Here.

We can open it if we release it here at the opener.

- I don't think you're getting out of here.

- I need my phone.

- It's solid ice.

- Well, I'll just have to dig.

- Let me help you.

- O, no, no, no you just stay in the house and relax

and I call you and were getting ready to leave.

- I think we be better all...

- I insist.

- Well, call me if you need me.

- Oh, Lucy.

Lucy.

Lucy, Lucy, you stay out here with me, okay?

- No, it's freezing.

- Then do jumping jacks or run in place.

I don't care what you do, but just do it out here.

- Can I at least get my backpack so I can read?

- Okay, but then come right back out here.

- Fine.

- Seriously?

What are you a reading?

- A book.

- Ah, really?

What's it about?

- A vampire woman who holds little girls and old men hostage

and threatens them with butcher knives.

- So, it's a love story.

- Okay, all the food that was in the fridge

is now in the cooler.

- You didn't have to do that.

- I just want to help.

Can I fix you guys breakfast?

- Pancakes.

- Nothing too messy.

- One batch of not-too-messy pancakes coming right up.

- Can I go in and help him?

- Fine, whatever.

- Hello?

Still snowed in.

No, he's inside and his name is Sam.

Uh-huh, he's real nice.

Kathleen doesn't like him, though.

Yeah, she is finally woke up.

Okay.

My dad wants to talk to you and he doesn't sound too happy.

- Hello?

- You've better wipe that up.

- You've got moves.

- Oh, that's nothing.

Watch this.

- Is that for me?

- This plate is for the first person who asks politely.

- May I please have that pancake?

- Yes, you may, young lady.

- Syrup?

I mean, syrup, please.

Manners.

- Never go out of style.

- I lend a helping hand and this is what I get.

Ow. I will get out of here soon I can.

- Yes, who knows when that would be. The whole town shuts down.

What was that?

Where are you?

- I'm hiding in the shower

and I'm banging my head against the wall.

- Sorry, that's not funny.

Yeah, okay.

That's enough.

Well, you're in some state.

Serves you right.

- We have a battery to reserve.

Just call me when you find out about your flight, okay?

Okay, take care.

- You, too.

- And Kath, don't talk with any strangers.

- Very funny.

- Sounds like a break up to me.

- Should do you check owner?

- Do you really think she wants to see me right now?

- We give her a few minutes.

- Did you have a nice chat?

- Yes, thank you very much.

- We saved you some pancakes.

- No, thank you.

I'm not hungry.

- You have to try them.

Sam is a genius chef.

- I need that phone back.

- Why?

I don't think my dad wants to talk with you again.

- Because I need to talk to my genius chef.

- Well, I'm bored.

Find me something to do and you can use my phone.

- You.

- Oh, my gosh.

I love vintage.

Where'd you get all this stuff?

- Life, I guess.

- Weird life.

- You have no idea.

- The games are up there.

Pick something, would ya?

- You have somewhere to be?

- I have important calls to make.

- On my phone.

- Hey, you picked the deal.

- I want this one.

- Really?

It's a classic.

- Phone.

- You're like a child.

- Well, Katie.

Seems like it's down to just you and me.

It's Kathleen.

May I be excused?

- Honey, it's family night.

Let's just finish the game.

She's really very good at this.

I mean, she beats me every time.

- Well, this I gotta see.

But maybe some other night.

It's getting late.

What are you doing?

- Inspiring myself.

- I imagine you'd like to play a game with me.

- Oh, Martin, great.

Please, tell me you're at the restaurant.

No, I'm stuck, too.

- You, my dear, have a great imagination.

- My therapist says I use it to cope.

- Oh, yeah?

What do you think?

- I think an imagination is like a lollipop.

- A lollipop?

- Yeah.

Like, you know, whenever you go to the doctor's office

and you get a shot?

Well, they give you a lollipop

and it makes the pain go away.

- You've gotten a lot of shots in your life, haven't you?

- Yeah.

- Me, too.

- I know.

- Oh, yeah?

How do you know?

- You have a good imagination.

Okay, let's play.

- The phone is dying.

Look, plan on being open at Christmas.

Don't give me a hard time about it, okay?

I'm not in the mood.

- Oh!

- Don't feel bad.

I used to play this game with my mom and dad all the time.

You should've seen my mom.

She was great.

I don't think I ever saw her break the ice.

- Sounds like she's got the touch.

- Yeah, there was no one like her.

- Was?

- She's gone.

- Where is she, if I can ask?

- Heaven, I think.

- I'm sorry to hear that.

I know it's tough losing a loved one.

- It's the worst.

But how do you know?

- I'm old.

Trust me.

I've lost my share of people along the way.

- They all died?

- No.

Some of it was my own doing.

- Wait a second.

You're not like a serial killer, are you?

- What?

No.

- But...

But you said that.

- What I meant was it was my fault.

Like I drove people away.

I'm not a killer.

- That's a relief because I do not approve of that.

- What don't you approve of?

- Murder.

- Oh.

That's good because I don't approve of that either.

You know what else I don't approve of?

- What's that?

- Stealing.

My phone, Kathleen.

- Well, it's in my office and I'd hardly call that stealing.

- I'm gonna go call my dad.

Make sure he's okay.

- Okay, well make it quick

because the battery's almost dead.

And don't touch anything.

- Do you want to play?

- I don't think so I'm not a big fan of that game.

- Dad?

Hi, honey.

- Who do you like better, Mom or Kathleen?

Lucy.

- You know you can't replace her.

I know, honey.

She was special.

- She is special.

And so is Kathleen.

- Yeah, but she's special in a bad way.

She has no Christmas decorations in her house.

I want you to give her a chance.

Please, Lucy?

- Okay.

Fine.

When are you coming home?

- Easy.

Okay.

- Come on, baby.

Light as a feather.

- Concentrate.

- I can't concentrate with you talking.

Oh!

Come on.

This is a stupid game.

- You've lost it.

- In all my years, who would've thought?

- You gotta be kidding me.

- Stuck inside on Christmas.

- And I don't even know you people.

- Lucy?

- Do you really think we're gonna

be stuck here for Christmas?

- Well, by the looks of it, it's a possibility.

- I hate this Christmas.

I want to wear a costume

and be the star of my Christmas pageant.

And I want to see my dad.

And I want to open presents on Christmas morning.

- Oh, come on, Lucy.

You'll be able to open your presents.

Just on a different day.

- Hey, let's take it one day at a time.

Okay, kiddo?

- Okay.

But it would take a miracle to save this day from stinking.

- I think I have my first ever kid-friendly idea.

- That will be a miracle.

- The performance will begin in two minutes.

- This story you're about to see is 100% true.

- This Justine.

- The Christmas pageant have a big star. The lovable Lucy Rait.

Oh,no. Thank you, Thank you.

- You are to kind.

- Thank you. No, really.

- And now, our feature presentation.

Oh, no.

- In those days a decree went out from Cesar Augustus

that all the world should be registered.

- Chi-Ching.

- And so, Joseph went to his hometown of Bethlehem

to be registered with his betrothed Mary,

who was with child.

And while they were there, the time came to give birth.

And so the Virgin Mary gave birth to her first-born son,

and wrapped him in swaddling clothes,

and laid him in a manger because there was

no room for him at the inn.

Meanwhile, in a nearby field.

- Oh you settle down, Nicodemus?

- I'm a girl sheep. My name is Fluffy.

My mistake, Fluffy.

- Don't look into the light.

- Who are you?

I'm terrified.

- Don't be afraid.

I am an angel.

- A real angel?

- Don't ask questions.

I'm here to announce a joyful event to you.

To the world, actually.

A child has been born in Bethlehem.

He is the savior of the universe.

Messiah and master of the world.

- And where I will find The Messiah?

- Bethlehem. I just said that.

- What about a baby?

- O, yes. Sorry.

Look for a baby wrapped in a blanket lying in a manger.

- And look for me. I will be the star.

And whatever you're feeling lost or sad think of me and hum this tune.

- Sorry.

Peace be to all and to all a good night.

Good job.

- Thank you.

- Do you want some soup?

- Yeah.

- Oh, it's gonna be good.

- There's a part of this story that has become

very special to me and I'd like to read it if it's okay.

- Let's see.

And when the time came for Mary and Joseph

to present the child to the Lord,

they took baby Jesus to the temple.

In Jerusalem, at the very same time,

there was a man, Simeon by name.

A good man.

And God's spirit was upon him.

And God revealed to him that he would

see the Messiah before he died.

Lead by the spirit, Simeon went to the temple

just as the parents of Jesus brought the child

to be presented before God.

And Simeon, seeing the baby,

took him into his arms and he blessed God saying,

God, you can release your servant.

Release me in peace as you have promised.

With my own eyes I have seen your salvation

and now it's in the open for all to see.

A light for all the world.

- I've never heard that part of the story before.

- It's become very special to me.

I've always wanted to do this.

- You've never had s'mores?

- I've had s'mores, but my dad makes them in a microwave.

Well, that's just criminal.

- My dad didn't trust me a fire.

- O, help.

- Train with me.

- What?

- It's burned.

- And ashy.

- I like it burnt.

- No way. Not for me. I like mine just like this.

- I grown like a kid. Crisp on outside, gummy inside.

- No campfire flambe for me.

- Flambe? I think that it's my new favorite word.

- What is your old favorite word?

- I have to say "persnickety".

- I make sense.

- Hey, you are the most pernicketiest person I ever met.

- What are you laugh in about?

- You too are just alike.

- Us?

- You are crazy.

- Yes, you are probably true.

- I know that trick.

- Trick?

- The one you real quick pretend to agree with me so I'll stop talking.

- I invented that trick.

- Well that tricks been around long before your yeared.

- Ok then I perfected.

- Kathleen, how come you always have to be perfect?

- I ...

- I don't know how to answer that question.

- Well, how about with the truth?

My dad says you should always tell the truth.

- Not gonna left me after hook are you?

- Say Kathleen I tried to be perfect because...

- I guess I just want people to like me.

- Lucy.

- Sorry.

It's just, I like the not-perfect Kathleen so much better.

- I'd have to agree.

- Yeah, well you're like a saint and you're just a kid.

You don't understand anything about what life is like.

- Okay.

First of all, I know a lot about life

because I'm really smart.

And second, I've been seeing a therapist since I was eight.

- So?

- I know about feelings and I'm good at tracing them.

What?

- You need to find your root, Kathleen.

- My what?

- Your root.

It's usually like your worst day ever.

Like the moment you knew that you

were always going to be different.

Well, do you know it?

- Yeah.

- And do you want to talk about it?

- Not really.

- Figures.

- What?

- You just don't want to let go.

- This is from the expert.

- Your hardly the poster child for all this.

- Ladies.

- At least I'm trying to deal with my issues.

- Issues?

Seriously?

You're 10.

Why don't you just let it go and get on with your life?

- It's getting late.

I should be in bed.

- Lucy, wait.

- Thank you, Sam, for a wonderful evening.

And thank you, Kathleen, for ruining it.

- You're welcome!

That was bad, wasn't it?

Look at this place.

- It's not that bad.

It's a mess.

- It suits you.

- You're right.

I'm a mess.

You know, every time I think I have it worked out,

I ... something small happens and, boom,

I'm right back there again.

- Back where?

- Watching my dad leave.

- Oh.

That's hard.

- My whole world collapsed.

I was only 10.

Lucy's age.

I've lived it so many times, but I always feel the same way.

I feel alone.

- What about your mom?

Was she gone, too?

- My mother?

No, she was very much there.

You didn't get along?

- We used to, but then she remarried.

Bad guy?

- Oh, he was fine, but he wasn't my dad.

I didn't want a new dad.

I blamed my mom for everything.

And so, I moved out as soon as I could

because I just wanted to get away.

But then the only person around to blame was myself.

- It's not your fault.

You were just a kid.

- That's what everyone says.

- It's the truth.

- The truth is, my dad didn't care enough about me.

Not enough.

- How can you know that?

- Because I was there when he left.

We just finished decorating the Christmas tree.

It was beautiful.

It was simple, but it was perfect.

I used to like to lie under it all curled up.

And that's where I was when I heard him

rush down the hall and out the front door.

He didn't see me, so I went to the window.

I knocked on it.

He stopped and he looked right at me.

And he turned and walked away.

- Have you ever tried to get in touch with him?

- Why?

He's the one who left.

He could find me if he wanted to.

- It's not always that simple.

You know, your story could just as soon be mine.

- Did your dad leave you?

- No.

It was me who did the leaving.

- How could you do that?

- It's complicated.

My dad was all messed up.

I didn't want a thing to do with him.

As I got older, I started my own family.

Funny thing was, I turned out just like him.

The anger, the drinking, the women.

It devastated my wife.

But I couldn't bring myself to change.

So I left.

- You gave up.

- That was the worst day of my life.

But I wanted to change.

What was stopping you?

- I thought it was too late.

Didn't think I deserved it.

And then, I met a young man who told me it wasn't too late.

He told me there was hope for me.

And I wanted it to be true.

He invited me over for dinner with his family

and he showed me

what I'd been looking for my entire life.

A chance at forgiveness.

A chance to change.

And right then and there,

I was Simeon.

You heard the words in the story like salvation?

Well, I experienced it.

It was like a light that went off

and lit up my entire world.

And it changed everything.

- Did you go back to your family?

- No, not yet.

I'm working on that one.

- But you said you changed.

- And it's true.

Everything about me has changed.

Circumstances haven't.

I'm sorting through an entire life of bad decisions.

- Do you think I should look for my father?

- Some things in life are worth seeking.

And family is one of them.

- Well, like I said.

He could find me if he wanted to.

- What about your mother?

- It's been too long.

I wouldn't know what to say to her.

I haven't spoken to her in years.

She still calls at Christmas.

I don't usually pick up, but I listen to the messages.

Maybe you should talk to her.

- I don't know.

- You'll never know unless you try.

- Thanks, Sam.

I'll sleep on it.

Good morning.

- Good morning, Kathleen.

- You have such beautiful hair.

You should wear it down sometimes.

- My dad says it's just like my mom's.

- I bet she was beautiful.

I wanted to talk to you about last night.

I'm sorry.

- Me, too.

- We're quite a pair, aren't we?

- Yeah.

My therapist says I act bad sometimes

because I'm afraid I'll get left out.

- By your dad?

- He just gets so busy with work.

Then he always wants to see you.

My dad likes you a lot.

- Well, he loves you a lot.

Not everyone can say that.

- Kathleen, how come loving people's so scary?

- Maybe because you can't make them love you back?

- Yeah, and you don't want 'em to leave you out.

- Yeah, that's the scariest part.

- Do you love my dad?

- I think I'm too scared to say.

- Well, I think he's gonna love you real soon.

Can you make sure my dad doesn't forget about me?

- That's never gonna happen.

Not to you.

You're as unforgettable as they come.

Come here.

Come on.

Let's finish your hair and get some breakfast, okay?

- Hey, I thought you don't eat bacon.

-O, yes. Chicketarian.

- More like persnicketerian.

- Hey, you know what today is?

- Wednesday?

- Garbage day?

- Guys, it's the eve of Christmas Eve.

- How could I have forgotten?

- I don't know about you guys, but in the real world,

I would be making a gingerbread house right now.

Problem.

- What?

- We used up all the eggs.

- Eggs?

- For the gingerbread.

- I usually get my gingerbread house out of a box.

Got one of those?

- No.

- You know, when I was a little boy,

we made some pretty nifty houses out of

graham crackers and candy.

- We have graham crackers.

- We have candy?

- What's all of this?

- Lucy, hold that

- Superfoods and greens?

- Open it.

- Okay, so I have a bit of a sweet tooth.

- I have a sweet tooth.

- You've got a problem.

- You go to be thanking me. This is my secret stash.

- Not for me I'm off sweets.

- Good that I can have yours.

- No, not so fast. I tell you finish your breakfast.

- Ups doodles.

- Hey, what time is it?

- 10 o'clock.

- Good, we're right on schedule.

You have a schedule?

- Well, more of a to-do list.

- And what exactly do you have to do?

- Well, this, of course.

But we also need to make Christmas wish lists,

decorate the living room, and play a game of hide and seek.

- Well, I'll be.

- What?

- That's exactly what I want to do today.

- Well, this was just meant to be.

- One,

two,

three,

four,

five,

six,

seven,

eight.

Careful.

Nine,

Ten.

Ready or not, here I come.

Gotcha.

- Hey, I'm supposed to be the one hiding.

Are you sad?

- No, I'm good.

- That's pretty.

- Thanks.

I made it when I was a kid.

It's Sam.

- Ho, ho, ho.

Merry Christmas.

- It's a Christmas tree.

- Looks more like a bush.

- It's a Christmas bush.

- Okay, come on.

- Okay, I'm gonna need a pot, some string

and fifteen minutes of an unruptured man time.

- Man time?

- I will get the pot.

- I will get the string.

Okay, Sam!

You can come in now!

Girl time over so soon?

- We like to get things done.

- Ooh, you sure do.

That's the most beautiful tree I have ever seen.

- One more thing.

What do you think?

- Perfect.

- What are you doing, Sam?

- I just hope she doesn't shake it. See what's in it.

- You gals do great work.

- Just one more thing to do.

Relax?

- No.

Wish lists for Santa.

I made them especially for you.

- Oh, that's so nice.

- This is the best gift I've gotten in a long time.

- Then you definitely need to fill out your wish list.

- Don't you guys want anything?

- The only thing at this point,

the Good Lord would have to arrange.

- Then write it down.

- I don't think it make a difference.

- I will be the judge of that, mister.

- What is it, Sam?

- My great grandfather was a jeweler.

He made this by hand.

- I don't get the wish.

- It was my Christmas wish

to give this to my daughter this Christmas.

- I'm sorry, Sam.

Is that why you were catching the bus?

- Yep.

I was finally on my way to find her.

- Write it down, Sam.

Christmas is two days away and a lot of hopes

and prayers can come true before then.

- You're right.

Anything can happen.

- Finally.

Has anybody seen the remote?

Thank you.

- What are you guys doing?

Getting things back to normal.

Oh, Lucy.

I don't like normal.

- But this is what you wanted.

Now you'll be home for Christmas.

- What if I don't want what I wanted?

- Well, that's called a midlife crisis.

- Midlife?

I'm too young to die.

- You know, I should call your dad

and see if he's gotten news on the flight.

Where's your phone, Lucy?

Lucy.

What?

- I need to plug in the phone to use it.

- It's off limits.

- Don't do this Lucy.

Hey, you don't want your dad to spend

Christmas alone, do you?

- It's in my backpack.

It's all there.

- Are you ok?

- I fill weird inside.

- Me too, kiddo.

- Let's get this place cleaned up.

- Breakfast is ready.

Oatmeal?

- Maple syrup.

Do you have brown sugar?

I can't hear you.

- What's your rush?

- Well, your dad's flight lands in an hour,

we still have to dig out,

and I've got to get to the restaurant for the lunch rush.

So, eat up.

Come on.

Coffee will be right there.

- And where do you think you're going?

- I've got a bus to catch.

- Did we discuss this?

- I didn't think it needed a discussion.

- Kathleen.

- Be ready in a minute.

Thanks.

- Kathleen.

- What?

Sam thinks he's leaving.

- Did we discuss this?

- Well, in all the rush.

- People need time to prepare for things like this, Sam.

- Things like?

- Goodbyes.

- When were you gonna tell us?

- Now I guess.

- Man.

- It's Christmas Eve, Sam.

You don't want to spend Christmas on a bus, do you?

- I wouldn't even do that.

- Well, I suppose I could stay.

- For Christmas?

- Well, for a little while.

- Yes.

- You gonna get to me my dad and my perky.

- O, no.

- What's wrong?

- How long can a perky live without heat?

- Well you have to ask your dad.

- Depart you in five minutes.

Okay, now we really gotta get going.

- It's all clear.

You shouldn't have any problems with that.

- Okay, I'll be back for you at five o'clock sharp.

- Five o'clock.

- And we'll go straight to the restaurant from here.

- So come hungry.

She's a great cook.

- Yes, ma'am.

- Hi, Sam.

What are you?

- Forgot Lucy's phone.

- Bye, Sam.

Okay, I got it.

Oh, wow.

You're quite a little artist, aren't you?

- Can you tell who it is?

- Uh, let's see.

Well, that's you, and me, and Sam.

- No, silly.

- It's me, you, and Daddy.

See?

- Oh, I see it now.

Hey, give this to me.

Okay, don't look.

- What are you think?

- I love it.

- I liked you.

- Do you need a limousine, Sir?

- O, no, thanks. My girls are right overthere.

- Hey, Sam?

You better be dressed because I'm gonna get ready so fast

you will not believe it.

Did you clean up around here?

You did a good job.

I cannot wait for you to meet Andrew.

Sam?

Sam?

Andrew?

Hello, Kathleen?

Are you there?

- Oh, hey, Lucy.

Where are you?

We're at the restaurant.

- Um...

I'm sorry, Lucy.

I don't think I can make it.

Something's come up.

Can I talk to your dad?

Andrew?

It's my dad.

I just found out that he died.

No.

No, but I was gonna try to call him.

Katie, it's Mom.

Call me.

Katie, please.

Kathleen, it's about your father.

I really didn't want to tell you this in a message,

but your father passed away last Monday.

My final gifts for Katie.

By S Alebert Michal.

The gift of faith that you would have

a love for God in your heart.

The gift of friendship.

That you would learn to love others deeply.

The gift of peace.

That you would enjoy life to its fullest

and have a heart filled with peace.

The gift of family.

That you would embrace family no matter the circumstance.

And most of all, the gift of forgiveness.

That you would discover the healing

and restoring power of forgiveness.

- Oh, 425.

I said, preheat the oven at 425 degrees.

- Hi, Mom.

- Katie?

- I hope I'm not too late.

- No, you're just in time.

- Honey, you better look at this because I think we got...

Uh-oh.

- Merry Christmas, Bill.

- Oh, good.

Happy tears.

Come in, both of you.

Do you have any bags?

- No, just this one.

I got it.

Oh, Katie.

Oh, honey.

Uh.

- Oh, I'll be there in a minute.

Bill, he's...

God love him.

He's a mess in the kitchen.

Honey?

- Oh, forgive me.

Make yourself at home.

Relax.

I'll be right back, baby.

You just relax.

Oh, Bill.

Let me have that.

Honey, what are you doing?

- I choose to forgive.

- Merry Christmas, Katie.

- Merry Christmas, Daddy.

- Come on, Grandma.

Oh, honey.

You look so adorable.

All right, tell us all about your costume now.