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♪ We wish you
a Merry Christmas ♪

♪ We wish you a Merry
Christmas ♪

♪ We wish you
a Merry Christmas ♪

♪ And a Happy New Year ♪

♪ We all know
that Santa's coming ♪

♪ We all know that Santa's
coming ♪

♪ We all know
that Santa's coming ♪

♪ And soon will be here ♪

♪ Good tidings we bring
to you and your kin ♪

♪ Good tidings for Christmas ♪

♪ And a Happy New Year ♪

♪ Good tidings we bring
to you and your kin ♪

♪ Good tidings for Christmas ♪

♪ And a Happy New Year ♪

♪ We wish you
a Merry Christmas ♪

♪ We wish you a Merry
Christmas ♪

♪ We wish you
a Merry Christmas ♪

♪ And a Happy New Year... ♪

You know, I'm so glad

we didn't rush over there
on an early flight.

This way we get to spend a...

a traditional Christmas Eve Day
supper in our own home.

Yeah, who wants to rush
off to Hawaii anyway?

Brandon,
are you making fun of me?

No, Mom, I would never do that.
As a matter of fact,

this is the best Christmas luau
you've ever whipped up.

I'm especially fond
of your cranberry

- and poi chutney. Mmm!
- Brandon's on a roll.

Well, I happen
to agree with Mom.

I'm glad that we decided
to take the later flight.

This way we all got to sleep in.

Anything to avoid the flight
over the ocean, huh, sis?

Brenda?

You're not anxious
about flying, are you?

No, not really.

Mom, would you pass me
the sweet potatoes, please?

Sure, honey,
but, first, I would just like

to take a moment to give thanks

and say how blessed I feel

to be spending another
Christmas with the people

I love most in the world.

Amen.

Sure beats the first Christmas
we had here, huh, Mom?

What are you
talking about?

Our first Christmas
in California was lovely.

It was everything you could
ever ask for.

Oh, don't you remember?

All your friends came over

and we had a big supper

and then we stood
around the organ

and sang Christmas carols.

Oh, I remember when Brandon
rigged up the snow machine

to give me a white Christmas.

Oh my God, Jim, it's snowing!

♪ Dreaming
of a white Christmas ♪

Ah, what a wonderful way
to spend the holidays.

Why are you looking
at me like that?

Talk about a selective memory.

Really, Mom,

have you completely forgotten
what happened that year?

It was like
a hundred degrees out,

we were in the middle
of a drought,

and you were incredibly
homesick.

And you were none too pleased

with the pathetic-looking
Christmas tree

that Dad and I brought home.

Jim...

what-what happened to the tree?

I mean, it's-it's-it's...

I think the word you're
looking for is "dead," Mom.

Oh, it's not really dead.

It's-it's just...
kind of wilted.

Oh, yes, it's... starting
to come back to me.

Do you remember Santa Claus?

Oh, who could forget Santa?

Where did you ever
find that guy anyway?

Hey, he found me.

Remember, I was working
at that trendy boutique

on Robertson
with that creep Deidre,

who kicked him out even though
he wasn't hurting anyone.

Very funny. Would you
mind leaving, please?

Aren't you in need
of some Christmas cheer?

All I'm in need of
is a security guard

to keep nutcases like you
out of here.

And then the cops
started hassling him.

I don't have any ID.

- Where do you live?
- North Pole.

Smart. You got a
place to live, pal?

What's going on here?

Don't worry about it.

I know this guy.

You do?

Yeah, he's-he's Santa Claus.

And one thing led to another.

- Merry Christmas.
- Merry...

- Christmas.
- Merry Christmas.

Jim Walsh.

- Saint Nick.
- Saint Nick?

Brenda, you can't just
bring some strange guy

- off the street home for dinner.
- Why not?

Look, it is Christmas,
and he is Santa Claus.

Well, who knows who's lurking
under that beard?

My instincts tell me
that he's harmless.

Oh, that makes me feel
a lot better.

Well, fortunately for us,

Santa Claus turned out to be
a wonderful person.

You know what I remember
most about that guy?

The same thing
we all remember the most.

You see, for over 40 years,

Mrs. Claus and I lived
in a big house

high up on the hill.

And she made the most wonderful
Christmas dinner.

We had a big tree

with loads of presents
for lots of little elves.

But the elves grew up,
and they moved away.

And even though
it was only she and Santa

left in this big house,

she still made the most splendid
Christmas dinners.

But last year...

Mrs. Claus died

and as far as I was concerned,
Christmas died with her.

I wanted to pretend that
Christmas didn't exist anymore.

But I was beginning to believe

the only place Santa belonged

in this town was in jail.

Until that girl

took in a lonely old man
for dinner.

Hey, Mom, if that's Santa Claus,

tell him I can give him a great
deal on some stuffed reindeer.

- Oh, stop.
- Hey.

So when is the airport shuttle
coming to pick us up?

Plane doesn't leave
for another four hours, honey.

Yo, ho, ho,
and a Merry Christmas.

If it isn't Dylan. What are you,
Santa's little helper?

Something like that. Anyway,
I bring you presents.

- Merry Christmas.
- Oh, thank you, Dylan.

And could you give this
to Iris when you get to Maui?

I'd be happy to.
I can't wait to see her.

So, where you gonna
spend the holidays, son?

Ah, thanks, bro.

I'm going to Baja.

Baja, California.

Favorite recreation spot
of Brenda Walsh.

Dylan, sit down
and join us, please,

as we take another long trip

down memory lane.

Let's not and say we did.

There you go.
Merry Christmas, everybody.

I bid you adieu.

Have a great trip,
and I will see you later.

Oh, won't you sit
down and eat with us?

No, I can't,
I got one more stop to make.

But you know what, Cin,
do yourself a favor.

when you get over there to Maui,
it's so beautiful,

you're gonna sit there, you're
gonna look out over the volcano,

catch one of those sunrises,
you know what I'm saying?

See ya.

Bye.

I didn't know Dylan
was such a fool for Christmas.

Yeah, me either.

Now this one my mom bought

in this little tiny shop

right outside of Carmel.

It's the first one
for my collection.

Uh-huh.

Now these two...
they're my favorites.

They're from Belgium,
and I always hang them

right at the top of the tree

so they can see the whole world.

Dylan, what are you doing here?

I thought you'd be
in Baja by now?

- You two are my last stop.
- Uh, don't look now,

but you're standing
under the mistletoe.

Oh.
Well, signed, sealed, delivered,

I'm here, I'm yours.

Go for it, Donna.

Ooh, Donna...

Merry Christmas.

Oh, thank you.

And, Donna...

Happy Birthday.

Oh, you.

Yeah.

Mm. Mm.

Guy... uh, okay,
that's good, guys. Hi.

Hey, little lady,
don't you worry about it.

I got a sack full of gifts
for you right here,

and one for your little sister.

Mm, that's so sweet.
Erin's out of town with Jackie

until New Year's,
but I'll give it to her

- as soon as she gets back.
- I'll be back for New Years,

so you don't make any plans.

I wouldn't think of it.

Hey, what's up, Dylan?

Mm. Silverado.

Brother, look like
a man on a mission.

Yeah, well, uh,

my dad's having
some friends over tonight,

so this is what I'm wearing.

Hey, you look really nice.

- Yeah, you do.
- Thanks.

Listen, I'll be back
in a couple hours.

Well, we'll be here.

Great.

Take care of yourself.

Take it easy.

What's wrong with him?

Nothing, he's okay.

It's just
the whole custody fight.

It's been kind of brutal on him.

But, you know,
Kelly here could be

a big girl and bury the ax
for one evening.

Donna, if I go to Mel's,

Jackie's going to think
that I'm on his side.

Kelly...

It's a question of loyalty,

and I-I can't do it.

But you could if you wanted to.

- Help.
- Give credit where it's due.

Donna is the master manipulator.

Well, I wouldn't go that far.

Oh, I would.

Sorry, guys, you're on your own.

- Traitor.
- Well, ladies, I hate to do it,

but I'm gonna have to be saying
adios for now,

however, I'm under the mistletoe
again, so...

Ooh, what a shot, Kel.

Take it easy, Donna.

Thank you. Have fun.

But not too much fun.

Hey.

Wow, since you two
got back together,

he has been a completely
different person.

I mean, I've never seen him
so upbeat and Christmasy.

Yeah, I don't know.
Professor Waigner says

that a lot of people
use the holidays

to hide how lonely
they really are.

God knows Dylan
has enough bad memories

- about this time of year.
- You know, Kel,

and I don't mean this
as criticism,

those psychology classes
you've been taking,

I think you've been taking them
a little too seriously.

I hope you're right.

♪ You ignore the things
that went wrong ♪

♪ Just for Christmas ♪

♪ When we get it wrong... ♪

Thanks for coming.

I never expected
to see you here.

Why?

Well, because I just
figured that, uh,

that you kind of hated me
right about now.

No.

No, I don't hate you, Dad.

But when I think
about all the Christmases

that I spent alone with
the maid while you were

off in the Bahamas or skiing

or somewhere
with one of your girlfriends...

...I guess I finally wanted you

to know what it was like
to be lonely at Christmas.

And then I remembered
how much it hurt.

As much as I wanted to,

I just couldn't leave you
hanging on Christmas Eve.

Yeah.

Well, you know something,
son, I--

you know, sometimes I think of
this place like a, a monastery

and I'm this monk.

Because all I do
is think about you, Dylan,

and what a strong son I have,

who's out there
in the world all alone,

just like I was.

- Dad!
- Jack!

Hi.

Are you Dylan McKay?

I don't know. Who's asking?

Well, I'm an old friend
of your father's.

He said that if I was ever
in town,

I should look you up.

He's dead.

I'm sorry.

Um... we've caught you
at a bad time, haven't we?

Sort of, I-- Yeah, I need to get
out of here right now.

Well, we won't bother
you then, um...

But would you happen to know
of a decent motel

anywhere near the bus station?

I don't really know
that part of town very well.

I'm sorry.

You want to use my phone?

Are you sure it isn't
too much trouble?

Come on in. It's fine.

I'm Suzanne Steele.

This is my daughter Erica.

Hi.

Uh, can I get you
anything to drink?

Would you like coffee,
water, soda?

Coffee would be great.

Uh, anything you have

will be fine.

Okay, there's a phone book

in the table right here.

Mom, I don't feel right
about being here.

Oh, honey, we've come this far.

We can't back out now.

Listen, just do exactly

what we talked about on the bus.

We'll get through this,
I promise.

Cream or sugar?

Uh, that'll be fine.

I'll get it.

- Is that the shuttle?
- No, it's King Kamehameha.

Of course it's the shuttle.

- Oh, God.
- Honey, do you have the tickets?

Right here.

Kaanapali Beach, here we come.

Hi, I was just
in the neighborhood.

I thought I'd drop by
and see how you're doing.

We'll be doing a lot better

if we can finally
get to the airport.

That's right, you're
going to Hawaii.

And... I think our van
has just pulled up.

Yep, I'll get the bags

Brandon, before you do that,

can I just talk to you
real quick?

- Sure, come on.
- Thanks.

So what's up?

I was hoping you could give me
some ecumenical advice.

Huh?

Jesse invited me
to go with his family

to Midnight Mass, which I'm sure
will be fascinating,

but the truth is,
I have never stepped foot

inside of a church,
let alone o-on Christmas Eve,

so I was hoping
that you could tell me

exactly what takes place
at a Midnight Mass

on Christmas Eve
in a Catholic church.

I don't know.

You could call the Vatican
hotline and ask them.

- Oh, you're a lot of help.
- I'm also a Presbyterian.

I've never been inside
a Catholic church either,

but I'm sure it'll
be very interesting.

You don't happen
to have the number

for the Vatican hotline, do you?

Merry Christmas, chief.

Happy Hanukkah.

Want some more orange juice?

Help! Help!

Help, help!

Help!

Well, we'd better be going

or you're never going
to get down to Mexico.

It's a funny thing about Mexico,
it's been there a while,

it'll probably
be there tomorrow.

You know, I can't get over how
much you look like your father.

From the way you say that, you
must have known him pretty well.

Well, it was a long time ago.

He liked to take me
on business trips.

I see, sort of
like a traveling companion.

And from a sassy kid
right off the farm,

it was quite a thrill seeing
places like Hong Kong,

Jamaica.

Your father meant a lot to me.

Well, I can see why.

You were obviously
well taken care of

and I know he liked
to light your cigarettes,

that kind of thing.

Please don't be offended
by that.

It's just that Jack's been dead
for over a year now

and that seems
like an awful long time

for someone
to pay their condolences.

I wanted to get
in touch with you

the moment I heard
about Jack's death, but...

the truth is... I just
didn't know what to say...

and then it started to rain.

I realize how distracting

the pitter-patter
of raindrops can be.

If you lived on the banks
of the Mississippi like we did

and lost everything you had
in the world

in the flood like we did,

I seriously doubt you'd be

making jokes about the rain.

You know,
the only reason I bothered

to get in touch with you
in the first place

was I promised my daughter

I'd take her to Disneyland
for a couple of days

to help her forget
that she's been living

in a Red Cross shelter
for the last six months.

Thanks so much for the coffee.

We, uh, don't want
to put you out

any more than we already have.

I got a bust in the jaw
in answer

- to a prayer a little bit ago.
- Let her sleep.

I'll get you a blanket.

♪ Come fly with me ♪

Ah, thank you.

Yes, you know you're traveling
in first class

when they bring you
your macadamia nuts

before you even take off.

You know,
I could ask the flight attendant

to bring you a bottle of Xanax.

Brandon, it's going
to be a very long flight

unless you stop teasing me.

I just never knew
you had a phobia

about flying, that's all.

- I'm your brother...
- Bran, I do not have a phobia.

I just don't like taking off...
or landing.

That's a phobia.

I like this.

I think your mother is finally
learning to enjoy the good life.

I've always been able
to enjoy the good life.

I just never felt comfortable

in the role of the Beverly Hills
society matron.

Except that time
that you came to the boutique

dressed up like Zsa Zsa Gabor.

- I don't know about this.
- It was Mom's finest hour.

- What happened?
- Basically, when Brenda

was working at that boutique,

her boss was ripping
off her commissions.

And treating me like dirt.

So we decided
to teach her a lesson.

I mean, it isn't you.

And I'm wondering
if I need all those blouses.

I don't know,
you just have such good taste.

Um... why don't you
just leave over there

whatever you don't want

and I'll have the girl
put 'em away for you?

And I really don't need
the scarves...

or the shoes.

You don't?

No, I don't.

No scarves, no shoes,
no $100 wrinkle creams,

and I really don't need you
telling me

how much you love my good taste
or how happy this will make me

or how great I'll look
or how much I deserve this

or how much I deserve that,
and most of all...

I really don't need you
kissing my butt

to pad your commission

while you treat
your employees badly.

Isn't that a great story?

Yep, it was so good,

you didn't even notice
we took off.

No way.

Hey, look,
I think that's our house.

Ha, just kidding. Sit down.

♪ Will you keep me up late? ♪

♪ Will Santa deliver? ♪

♪ By the fire, we'll wait ♪

♪ To ward off the shivers ♪

♪ In our cozy escape... ♪

Yoo-hoo.

Donna.

Face it, there is no way out.

You are trapped.

- Yeah, I guess I am.
- Merry Christmas.

♪ Are you going
to be my Christmas? ♪

Let's go.

Mmm, these candies are good.
Want some?

You unwrapped all
of Dylan's presents?

No, just this one.

I was hungry.

Well, I bet there'll be lots
of yummies at Mel's party.

Are you sure you don't
want to come with us?

Donna, would you give it a rest,
already?

What was your professor saying

about people being depressed
during the holidays?

Geez.

Good idea, Ernie, a toast.

To my big brother George,
the richest man in town.

Suzanne.

Let her sleep.

I feel very badly.

I mean, first we barge in on you

and now we're sabotaging
your travel plans.

Don't worry about it.
It's not a problem.

I'll get there eventually,

but tonight, I think
you guys should stay here.

Oh, no, we couldn't
put you out like that.

Oh, of course you could.
It's not a problem at all.

In a little while,
I'll go down the canyon

- and get us some dinner.
- N-No, Dylan...

Come on, you can't come to L.A.

and not have a mega-burger.

Trust me.

You're very generous.

You know what they say--
like father, like son.

It must be kind
of a family thing.

Sort of like mother,
like daughter.

You have got
a beautiful kid there.

Aw...

I don't know where
I'd be without her.

Suzanne,
let me ask you something,

and I don't mean to pry,

but what about Erica's father?

Did he just leave you
hanging or what?

Well, you could say that.

Um... he died last year.

I'm so sorry.

- Were they close?
- No.

That's what the world needs--
another absentee father.

I got to tell you,
I was going to slam the door

right in your face,
and I would have,

but I looked at that little girl

and something special happened.

Did I say something?

Jack was her father, Dylan.

What?

Jack was her father.

Erica is your sister.

We seem to be passing

through a little rough patch,
folks.

So if you're not moving
around the cabin,

you might want
to stay buckled up.

Looking a little shaky
there, Island Man?

I think I just ate a few
too many macadamia nuts,

but thank you for your concern.

Well, I have been reading

this brochure from the hotel.

We can take a luxury Watsu
water treatment

at the spa.

But they do have one rule:

Guests are not allowed
to study for finals

while using the facilities.
Sorry.

That's whyI'm trying to get
through this book

before we get there.

Brandon, when exactly

did you start becoming
so compulsive about school?

I am not compulsive.

It's just, after midterms,

I figured I had a good shot

at getting straight As
this semester,

- that's all.
- You sound like Andrea.

What are you saying,
I've become too studious?

No, not really.

But you are saying
I've changed a lot.

Brandon, I think all of us
have changed a lot this year.

All except one.

Nat, why is it every Christmas

there's always something major
going on in my life?

Two years ago, I ran away
on a bus to New Mexico

to try and find my birth mother.

Turns out, she's dead.

Last year,
I break into the school

trying to change my grades,

I almost get expelled.

Are you telling me
you're in the same kind

- of hot water again?
- It ain't pretty, Nat.

I got busted breaking
into a professor's office.

Ah, Steve.

It was a fraternity prank.

Come on,
it's all part of hazing.

Fortunately for me,
the professor is gonna step up

to the plate and the school's
not gonna press charges.

Oh, so what's the problem?

I think one of my fraternity
brothers set me up.

So find a new fraternity.

My father was the KEG President.

If I disown them,
he'll disown me.

Well...

you just have to come clean
with your dad.

Thanks, Nat.
I was hoping for something

a little more illuminating
from you.

Ah.

Merry Christmas.

Yeah, like the rest of the year.

It is, it's nice, yeah.

We don't get to see you
very often...

I say we just pick up
where we left off.

Mm, no, David.

I don't think so.

Donna, let me spend the night.

How often are both
your parents out of town?

No.

Oh, it-it's too soon.

I can see that.

No.

I'm not gonna do that...
with anybody.

You mean, ever?

You want some eggnog?

Uh... no, thanks, I'm fine.

Get real, David,
you're not fine.

I can see it in your face,
and it really hurts me

to see you like this.

Dad, I'm doing the best I can.

I know you are, David,
but it's Christmas Eve,

you've got to put
this custody business

with Jackie out of your mind.

The last thing on my mind

is your marital problems.

You have gotta try these
pizza rolls, they're dee-lish.

No, thanks.

It's your exchange.

Great.

Every holiday,

it never fails.

Hello, this is Dr. Silver.

Oh, Mel, look,
I'm sorry to bother you,

but I didn't know
who else to call.

- Kel, what's wrong?
- I cracked my tooth open

eating a hard piece of candy
and my mouth is throbbing.

- Ouch.
- I know it's Christmas Eve,

but do you know of a pharmacy
or something,

I can get a prescription?

Uh, yeah, sure.

Get a pen and some paper,

and I'll tell you what to do.

Hey, Nat.

What are you doing here?
I thought you were in Baja.

To tell you the truth,
Nat, I wish I was.

Yeah, well,
your loss is our gain.

Roll up your sleeves
and give us a hand

getting this stuff ready
for tomorrow.

I can't, Nat.

Oh, come on, Dylan.

You're always saying how much
you want to help the homeless.

I'm giving you the chance,
and you're flaking out on me.

Listen, I already tried to help
two lost souls today, okay?

And I don't know if they're
scamming me or what,

but this woman shows
up on my doorstep,

claims she's the mother of Jack
McKay's long-lost daughter.

- What?
- Yeah, so I told them

I'd get them something to eat.

Will you fix me some
of this stuff up, quick?

- Yeah, sure.
- Now I know what people mean

by fruitcakes at Christmas.

She's hustling me--
I can feel it.

Dylan...

I don't know what's
going on with this woman,

but if there's ever
one night of the year

that you can give a stranger

the benefit of the doubt,

this has gotta be it.

Huh?

Feliz Navidad.

Just a minute.

Ho, ho, ho, ho, ho, ho, h...

Merry Christmas.

It's too much, isn't it?

Uh, well...

It's okay, come on in.

Sorry.

You see, Jesse,
it's just that in synagogue,

we're supposed to cover
our heads during services.

We wear bonnets, too,
mostly at Easter.

I forgot.

What-what about the gloves?

What about them?

Should I take them off?

Oh, only while taking communion.

Communion?

Oh, sure.

Sure, first the priest

is gonna take your confession,

then you'll decide
to become a nun,

you'll move to
a Third World country...

Okay, all right, okay,
I'm being an idiot.

No...

No, I understand.

You've never been
to Midnight Mass before.

- You don't know what to expect.
- Exactly.

I mean, it's not like
I'm being prejudiced.

It's just...

Well, there is no
baby Jesus in Judaism.

Well, as a former altar boy...

...my advice is not to dwell

on the religious nature
of the service,

but try to focus
on the distinct possibility

that for one,
brief shining moment...

there actually could be peace
on Earth and goodwill to man.

I love you.

I love you, too.

I don't know why
I get so wound up.

- Oh, I do.
- Why?

My whole family
is going to be there.

I forgot.

Okay.

- That's it?
- For now.

In about two weeks,

we'll fit you
with a permanent crown.

So does this mean
I have bad teeth?

No, it means you have
bad eating habits.

I sound just like
your mom, don't I?

Now she has good teeth,

your mom.

With everything that's going on,

for you to leave your own party
on Christmas Eve

- has to be the nicest...
- Kel.

I may have been a lousy husband,
but I'm a very good dentist,

and when all is said and done,
I'm not a bad father either.

Mel, I really tried to talk her

out of bringing this lawsuit
against you,

- I did, but...
- Shh...

It's okay.

I'm not angry at you.

I'm not even angry
at her anymore.

I save my contempt
for her lawyer...

and for me.

Kel, if I could
turn back the clock

and start over, I would,

but I can't,

and she'll never forgive me
for it.

She even got a new dentist.

I do miss you, Mel.

Ow, not too tight. Ow.
Be careful.

Oh, honey, did you
want a blanket?

No, thanks.

I think I'm gonna stay up
and watch the movie.

Well, wake me when we get there.

Dad, do you want a cappuccino?

- Uh, no, thanks, hon.
- Brandon?

Uh, I'll take an Irish coffee,
please.

That, you're gonna have
to get yourself.

Okay, I'll have a cappuccino.

Okay.

Ladies and gentlemen,

this is going to sound
a lot worse than it is,

but the computer that controls
our landing gear

has gone down on us,

and while we believe that our
equipment is still operational,

to insure your safety, and
for the safety of the aircraft,

we have made the decision
to return to Los Angeles.

We're sorry
for the inconvenience

to your travel plans,

but please rest assured

we have the situation
under control.

If they have everything
under control,

how come we're going back to LA?

Happy birthday to you.

Happy birthday to you.

- Kel...
- Happy birthday dear Donna.

Merry Christmas to you.

I didn't know it was my birthday
already.

Mm, it's exactly 12:01.

You are another year older.

Mm. How's your mouth?

Oh, it's okay.
It's a little sore.

Did Mel make it
back to the party?

He sure did, and he said you

were an excellent patient.

Why didn't you and David stay?

Well, David's still
back at the condo.

What happened?
Did you guys have a fight?

No, no. It's nothing like that.

He just needed some one-on-one
time with his father,

and I understand
what he's going through,

but he did say he would meet us
at the Peach Pit tomorrow.

So, let's open our presents.
Okay.

Okay.

Merry Christmas, Donna.

Merry Christmas, Kel.

May I have
your attention, please.

We're releasing
the remainder of our fuel

over the ocean, in case we have

to make
a landing without wheels.

This is normal procedure.

Our flight crew will review

the evacuation procedures

should the need arise.

Mom?

Hi, honey.

- I fell asleep.
- Mm-hmm.

You were tired.

What time is it?

It's late. Why don't you just...

Did you tell Dylan about us?

Oh, no, Erica. Erica...

Dylan.

This is for you.

Let me wipe the grease
off my hands.

It would've been better,

but I made it while
we were on the bus.

Well, I'll take that
into consideration.

I hope you like it.

Do you like it?

♪ Sweetly singing
o'er the plains ♪

♪ And the mountains in reply ♪

♪ Echo back the joyous strains ♪

♪ Glo-o-o-o-o-o-ria ♪

♪ In excelsis deo ♪

♪ Glo-o-o-o-o-o-ria ♪

♪ In excelsis deo ♪

♪ Angels we have heard on high ♪

♪ Sweetly singing
o'er the plains ♪

♪ And the mountains in reply ♪

♪ Echo back
their joyous strains ♪

♪ Glo-o-o-o-o-o-ria ♪

♪ In excelsis deo... ♪

♪ Allelujah... ♪

If it's any solace to you all,

I've been through this
kind of thing before,

and chances are we just
have a burned-out bulb

on our panel and everything
is indeed normal.

He keeps saying that.

Then it must be true.

Yeah-- everything's normal,

except our landing gear
is jammed.

I don't buy it.

What? You think
they're faking it?

No.

It's just I'm not ready
to check out of here yet.

We're gonna get through this.

We're hanging, Mom.

I am really scared now.

Hold on, honey.

Think good thoughts.

Only good thoughts.

♪ ...In your arms, I am home ♪

♪ Allelujah... ♪

I bet they have emergency
crews lining the tarmac.

Brandon, think
good thoughts, okay?

♪ Allelujah ♪

♪ Your love's all I need ♪

♪ To cast... ♪

Hold on.

Oh, God.

♪ My spirit free... ♪

♪ And if I ever have
to let you go ♪

♪ I will find you
on the other side of love... ♪

We're on the ground, folks.

- Welcome to Los Angeles.
- All right!

- We made it.
- Oh, Jim.

Piece of cake.

Oh! Let's see what we've got
in the bag of goodies.

♪ Boughs of holly ♪

♪ Fa-la-la-la-la, la-la-la-la ♪

- ♪ 'Tis the season ♪
- Bye.

♪ To be jolly ♪

♪ Fa-la-la-la-la, la-la-la-la ♪

Ho, ho, oh, a Raggedy Ann doll.

You must've been
very good this year.

Here you go.

Nat, where'd you get this guy?

The North Pole.

Are you guys ready
for some caroling?

- Fa, la...
- I'm going.

In temple,
it is nothing like that.

David, you've been
ignoring her all morning.

Yeah, well, in case
you haven't noticed,

I've been serving meals
all morning.

You be nice.

Look, I'm doing
the best I can, all right?

All right.

You know what else I loved?

Most of the mass
was done in Spanish,

but at one point, the priest
started speaking in Latin.

Do they do that in your church?

I think so.

After hearing Latin spoken,

I don't know how it ever became

a dead language.

Donna, are you okay?

Doing the best I can.

Oh, here you go.
Merry Christmas.

Merry Christmas, I say, I say.

- Stevie!
- Brando!

Oh, and Brenda

and Cindy, and Jim.

We come as a matched
set, you know.

Hey, what'd you guys do,

- miss your plane?
- I wish.

No, the plane
had engine trouble,

so it had to turn back
and we landed in L.A.

And rather than get
on another plane,

we decided to spend
Christmas on the Mainland.

Oh. Well.

You're just in time for singing.

- Oh, yeah.
- We should've rented a canoe.

Oh, come on, Brando.

You got a good set of pipes.
Join us.

Hi, Andrea.

- How are you?
- Good. How are you?

- Hi!
- Hi, Don.

- Hmm.
- Hey.

- Hi.
- All right, everyone.

If you can sing, if you
can remember the words!

Sweetie, if we're gonna get
to Disneyland, we've gotta go.

I can't believe Dylan
would leave

- without saying good-bye.
- He probably wanted to get

an early start.
It's a long way to Mexico.

You should've wrote to him
and told him we were coming.

I probably should have,

but at least we got to meet him.

Honey, we can't stay here.

Yeah, let's go.

Hey, look out! Make way!

Christmas Tree Express is coming
through-- express train.

Oh, would you look at the size
of that monster?

Is it big enough for you?

You like that? I tell you what.
I got a car full of presents.

I got lights, I got decorations.

I got flashing candy canes,

and, for the grand finale,

I got three tickets
to Disneyland.

I didn't think I was ever
gonna see you again.

Are you kidding?
I've never had a sister before.

♪ You better not pout
I'm telling you why ♪

♪ Santa Claus
is coming to town ♪

♪ He's making a list
He's checking it twice ♪

♪ He's gonna find out
who's naughty or nice ♪

♪ Santa Claus
is coming to town ♪

♪ He sees you
when you're sleeping ♪

♪ He knows when you're awake ♪

♪ He knows if you've been bad
or good ♪

♪ So be good for goodness sake ♪

♪ Oh, you better watch out
You better not cry ♪

♪ You better not pout
I'm telling you why ♪

♪ Santa Claus
is coming to town ♪

- Ooh!
- That's right, he is.

♪ You better watch out
You better not cry ♪

♪ You better not pout
I'm telling you why ♪

- Where's David?
- I think he's in the back.

- I'll get him.
- Okay.

♪ He's making a list
Checking it twice ♪

♪ Gonna find out
who's naughty or nice ♪

♪ Santa Claus is coming... ♪

David, you're
missing everything.

I just want to finish up.
Okay, let me help.

Donna, Donna, just go back
with the others, all right?

I'll be done
in a couple of minutes.

What's wrong?

Nothing.

David, don't shut me out.
You can talk to me.

I can't...

You can't what?

Donna, I can't go on
like this, all right?

Donna, I love you.

You know what? I don't even
want to discuss this right now.

It's your birthday.
It's Christmas.

Let's just go out and...

No.

What are you saying?

It's our relationship.

It's just not working
for me anymore.

Especially the sex part.
I'm sorry.

- I wanted to wait until after...
- Just get away from me.

- Donna.
- Please!