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(upbeat tune)

(upbeat Christmas music)

(Dan giggling)

(upbeat Christmas music)

(loud snoring)

(Pauline laughing)

- Happy Christmas, stud.

(upbeat Christmas music)

- Happy Christmas, darling.

(upbeat Christmas music)

Gary!

Gary!

I think he's been!

(upbeat Christmas music)

- [Lisa] Bye, Mum, bye, Dad.

Happy Christmas.

I love you.

- Merry Christmas!

Are you OK?

(sniffling)

- It's just Mum.

- [Dan] How are they?

- Oh, they're fine.

They're gonna be calling back later

to see if you like your Christmas jumper.

- Oh, come on, love.

- I just miss them.

- I know you do but me mum and dad will be round later

and everyone will be popping by.

And you've got me!

- I know.

- Well, that's more like it.

Now, how about a Dan special egg on toast

with a bloody Mary and a game of strip snap?

- Strip snap?

- Well, it is Christmas.

(Lisa chuckling)

- Well, I can't argue with that.

- Oh!

(Lisa laughing)

- You haven't, have you?

- Not what?

- You bloody have, haven't you?

- Da-daah!

(Dan excitedly whimpering)

Ohhh!

Not something special?

- Happy Christmas.

- Wow!

Is this all for me?

- Of course.

- This is brilliant, Bianca.

Thank you so much.

- What's that?

- Happy Christmas, Bianca.

- Oh, thank you.

(soft music)

Ohhh!

- Do you like it?

- It's the nicest, most beautiful thing

I've ever seen in me whole life.

Oh!

- Oh, my God, it's beautiful.

- Do you like it?

- I love it.

(Lisa giggling)

Well?

I sent off for them on the internet.

- Did ya?

- [Dan] They're the same as them ones

that woman had on at the spa.

- Yeah, I know they are.

- You do like them, don't you?

- I love them.

- I can't believe you got me this!

(giggling)

(soft music)

- So, we meant it, did we,

when we said we were not bothering with presents?

- Course we bloody did.

Why, you've not pawned a necklace

and bought me a Toblerone, have you?

- Have I buggery!

Just thought you might have done, that's all.

- What, bought you a Toblerone?

(door squeaking open and shut)

(drawers squeaking)

(toilet flushing)

What are you doing?

- Just getting ready to go to our Dan and Lisa's.

- We're not going till three.

- I think I should help Lisa with the spuds.

- You, help with the spuds?

- Yes, me, help with the spuds.

- What about me Christmas promise?

(growling)

(soft music)

(wrapping paper crinkling)

(Dan growling)

- Ah, brilliant.

Thanks, babe, that's brilliant.

(lips smacking)

(grunting)

(Lisa giggling)

40 quid on there.

- Smashing.

- I was going to get you some nice knickers.

But then I thought, you know what she's like

when you get her nice knickers, she always takes them back

and gets different knickers, so I thought you could just use

that and get the right knickers in the first place.

(Lisa giggling)

- Oh, that's ace, that is.

(woman mumbling on TV)

Well, best peel them spuds.

(Dan laughing)

What?

- You don't think I'm that bad a husband, do you?

- Oh, they're a wind-up? - You don't think

I'd actually just sit here watching that

while you're in the kitchen peeling spuds?

(soft music)

- Are you ready?

(soft music)

I thought I said you needed to get ready.

The homeless shelter!

- I don't really want to go.

- You said you thought it was a good idea.

- It is a good idea.

It's your good idea.

It's what you do at Christmas, it's not what I do.

Me and Mum just usually chill after opening the presents

and watch Star Wars or something.

- Well, me and your dad normally go to the shelter.

- I'm not coming, Bianca.

- Then the least you can do is get yourself clean and tidy

for dinner this afternoon.

And for your information,

I hate Star Wars.

(door slamming shut)

(soft music)

(car door slamming shut)

(soft Christmas music)

(grunting)

(laughing)

- Ohhhh, you're cheating.

- It's snap, how can you cheat?

Come on, get 'em off!

(Dan mimicking soul crooning)

(laughing)

Come on.

- Aow!

Your winning streak is over.

- I think you'll find you're the one

who's streaking, my love.

- Well, what are you taking off next?

- Calm down!

(laughing)

(grunting)

(laughing)

Oh, no!

- Get 'em off!

- Oh, God!

(groaning)

- Ooh, ooh, ooh!

Ooh, yeah!

(Dan and Lisa laughing)

- Hi, kids.

(Dan and Lisa gasping)

- Are we decent?

Ooh!

Nowt we've not seen before.

- [Lisa] I'm mortified, Dan.

They saw the lot.

- They've seen worse.

- Not where I'm concerned, they haven't.

Anyway, what are they doing here now?

I said three!

- Well, how the hell should I know?

- That was your mother's doing.

I tried to tell her to wait.

Don't know what's up with her, she's in a foul mood.

- Who's in a foul mood? - Oh, God.

- I could just do with a lager, that's all.

Not against the law, is it?

- [Dan And Lisa] Fridge.

- What the frig is that?

- What do you think it is?

- That's a leg of lamb, is that.

- Well done, Mother, nicely observed.

- No turkey?

You can't have Christmas without turkey.

- Do me a favor, Mum, and don't mention the T-word.

Lisa said she'd never be able to cook one quite like Sue can

and she didn't want to make a balls-up of it,

so we've got some lamb.

- I could have done it.

- Look, she's upset about her mum and dad as it is.

Can you not just do me a favor and keep a sock in it?

For me?

Just for today.

Hm?

(soft music)

(doorbell ringing)

- Hey, Gary. - Come in.

Everything OK?

- Yeah, great, thanks.

Wow!

Bianca.

And I'm still invited for Christmas dinner?

- Yeah, why wouldn't you be? - I've just seen Bianca.

She was crying.

- Crying? - Mm.

- She wanted me to go to this stupid homeless shelter thing.

- Yeah?

Doesn't sound that stupid to me.

- It's what she used to do with Dad

and he's not here, is he?

- But it's because he's not here that she still wants to go.

Just try and see it from her point of view.

You know, when,

when you've lost someone, Christmas, it's,

it's difficult.

- Yeah. - Mm.

- I know.

Did you see Cassie and Jake?

- Yeah, I took them out for tea last night.

And then I had to drop them off at nine

and then I spent the night in a Travelodge.

- Grim.

- It was really grim.

None of this lot for me this morning,

just a an empty room and an empty M6.

She's doing her best for you, Gary.

You're a lucky lad.

- There you go. - Thank you.

That really is very good of you to help me out like this.

- Oh, it's really no bother. - So,

you doing something nice?

- [Bianca] Oh, yes, I'm cooking for Chris and Gary.

- How was this morning,

without Jim?

- I got him a present.

I wrapped up a little box all nicely.

Nothing in it.

It's symbolic, really.

- You are coping admirably, you do realize that, don't you?

- Thank you.

* We wish you a merry Christmas *

* We wish you a merry Christmas *

* And a happy new year

(laughing)

- I come bearing gifts.

- She's like one of the three kings, isn't she?

Not literally.

I meant, if they were queens, obviously.

Have you two met?

- No, I don't believe I've had the pleasure, no.

- Kate, Roger, Roger, Kate.

- Hello! - I've heard only

good things, Reverend.

I believe you're the new judge of the annual

Mushroom Soup Competition at Ashley Hall.

- Yes, indeed I am, yes.

- I came a very close second a couple of years back.

I should enter again now I know who I need to impress.

(laughing)

- [Roger] Naughty!

- Oh!

(gasping)

Hello.

- We thought you could use some help.

- Sorry for being a dick.

- Gary, you can't say dick in front of a clergyman!

- It's no bother, I've heard far worse.

- [Gary] I'll hand these mince pies out.

(Bianca giggling)

- What a helpful boy.

Such a lovely lad.

- Boys of that age usually are.

Er, Helpful, I mean.

Boys of that age are usually quite helpful.

Yes.

I'll be I'll be over there.

(Bianca giggling)

(lips smacking)

- Mm!

Thank you for bringing him.

- Yeah, we had a little chat.

He's just a young lad missing his dad.

- Today is going to be tough for both of us, cock,

but if we stick together, we'll get through this, I promise.

Come on, give me a hand with all these.

(coughing)

* Where troubles melt like lemon drops *

* Away above the chimney tops

* Is where you'll find me

* Somewhere over the rainbow

* Bluebirds fly

* Birds fly over the rainbow

- Are you absolutely sure that's enough for the four of us?

- It's plenty, Pauline.

- I've seen more meat on a sparrow's kneecap.

- You'll be all right once you've finished your roasties,

and this, of course.

- You have put sponge fingers in, haven't you?

- Yes, I've put sponge fingers in, Pauline, is that OK?

- That's fine.

It's that fruit cocktail stuff I can't stand.

I mean, who in their right mind eats glace cherries?

And don't get me wrong, but how pointless are pears?

Ooh, it's cold out h--

(door slamming)

(snoring)

- Kitchen, now!

Well, you are going to have to say something.

- Like what?

- I don't know.

But I'm not having me Christmas Day ruined by your mother.

- It's me Christmas Day, an' all,

and I had mine ruined last year by your mother!

- 12 months have passed

and you're still going on about Chitty Chitty Bang Bang?

- I'm not going on about it.

I haven't mentioned it for a bastard year!

- You had to bring it up, didn't you?

You had to use dirty tactics.

It's bad enough me mum and dad are in Spain

without you having to remind me every five minutes.

- I haven't mentioned it once!

- Well, you are going to have to talk to her.

We've not even eaten yet.

Imagine what she's going to be like

when I bring the Stilton out?

I'm not being funny, Lisa, but who eats cheese?

I eat cheese, Pauline, Gromit eats cheese, Pauline.

Every bugger eats cheese, Pauline!

(door slamming shut)

Now look what you've done, you idiot!

* Oh, little town of Bethlehem

* How still we see thee lie

* Above thy deep and dreamless sleep *

- Bianca?

Kate's very kindly left us these.

She said we can take them back and have them for afters.

Looked like she was in a bit of a hurry, actually.

- It's a shame she had to go to Preston.

I could offer her a sweet sherry at the vicarage

if she was stuck for company.

- She's gone to Preston?

- Mm, Christmas dinner with Auntie Dee.

- She told me she was having Christmas dinner

with her Uncle Patrick in Stalybridge.

- I don't remember his name but she said

she's going to Timperley to see an old band mate.

[Bianca And Roger] Band mate?

- Sounds like bullshit to me.

- Gary, you can't say bullshit in front of a clergyman.

Look, I know she's a bit of a fruit loop,

but I don't think she's got four personalities.

- But Gary's right, she's making it up.

- What do you mean?

- It's what people do,

they tell people they're off to an orgy--

- Chris!

- When really they are just having a ready meal for one.

- He's right, me Auntie Freda used to say she was going

round for Christmas dinner with an old Earl from Chester.

Biggest load of bullshit ever.

(Bianca laughing nervously)

- Well, we can't have this, she'll have to come to us.

Someone will have to go and get her.

* How silently, how silently

* The wondrous gift is given

(ominous music)

(water dripping)

(soft music)

(sighing)

(door creaking open)

- I'm sorry.

- You don't need to be sorry, love.

- I'm a bit touchy today.

I'm really missing me mum and dad.

- I know you are, kid.

- And I'm a bit pissed off with Dan, actually.

- Why, what's he done?

- Well, it's what he's not done, more like.

We said we weren't going to get each other anything special.

Like you do, you know?

- Yeah.

I do.

- Well, I got him a watch and he got me these.

- What the frig are them?

- Well, he's never gone overboard, has he, our Dan?

The last thing I expect on Christmas morning

is a nice necklace or some earrings.

- Like his father, bloody useless.

- He's not got you a prezzie, has he?

- It's not just that, Lisa.

That's not all he's done.

- Ooh, this sounds ominous!

- [Lisa] He's not got her a prezzie.

- Oh, you're joking?

- Well, don't worry, love,

we've got a couple of lovely presents for you to open

round the table later, haven't we?

- Yes, Mum, course we have.

- You're good kids, you two.

- I know we are, and it's Christmas Day.

Isn't it about time we all started enjoying ourselves?

- Couple of snowballs, some games?

- Too right!

Come on.

(soft music)

(water dripping)

- Oh, my God!

- Shit, the bath!

I left the bath--

- Run up and turn it off.

(loud explosion)

(Bianca screaming)

- Oh! - Oh, bugger.

(upbeat Christmas music)

(laughing)

It's just mess, Bianca.

We can always clear away mess.

- But it smells so horrible.

Everything's ruined. - The food isn't, though.

- Oh, love, are you OK?

- Right, I'm going to go over and see Dan,

see if he can help.

- What on earth has happened?

- It's all me fault.

- Somebody should get her a drink.

- Good idea.

You know, Bianca,

I think it might be best if I head back home.

You've got enough on your plate,

you don't need a stray cat like me wandering in.

- Oh, no, I want you to stay.

I mean, the food's fine and we've got plenty.

You can't be on your own, Kate.

Roger was right, I'd love a drink.

We should all have a drink.

- Oh, go on, then!

You twisted me arm.

Thanks very much.

- Yeah. - Right foot red.

(grunting)

Left hand, yellow.

(grunting and laughing)

Right hand, green.

(laughing)

- Are you taking the piss?

- Why would I be taking the piss?

- Just try, Mum.

- You're taking the piss now, an' all.

- Oh, go on, Pauline! - Hello!

- Oh, hello, love, come in.

- Oh, sorry to disturb you.

Bianca's had a bit of a flood and I know it's really cheeky

but we were wondering if you could take a look, Dan.

- But it's Christmas Day!

- She's distraught.

- Oh, of course he will.

- Thank you.

Really appreciate it.

- Come on, grab your tools.

- No, no, no!

You should never take a turkey out mid-roast.

- But I'm basting.

- Yeah but you do that from in there.

All that heat you've lost, well, you'll never get it back.

- But I can't get to the other side.

- Yes, she'll burn her hands.

- [Kate] Well, have you not got a baster?

- [Bianca] No.

- Oh, what a shame, I've got three at home.

- I've got two, actually.

- Have you?

- Yeah, I could have brought one round as a spare.

- Well, I didn't think.

So could I.

Fancy us pair having more than one baster.

We're kindred spirits, we are.

- Cheers. - Good health.

- Oh, Dan, I'm so sorry, this is all you need.

- Don't be sorry, it's not your fault.

It's more than a bit of a mess, that lot.

- So, erm, what about your dinner?

- Oh, don't worry, everything's safe in there.

- What's she doing here?

- Bianca invited me.

She's very kind.

- Oh, I don't know about that.

What's kind about inviting someone to eat at a bomb site?

- You weren't to know this was going to happen.

- Hi, Roger!

- Hello.

- It's bad, isn't it?

- It's nothing that we can't fix

with a bit of plaster and paint.

But you've got no chance today.

- Please don't get upset.

- Sorry! - Oh, Bianca, love, don't cry.

- I just wanted it to be perfect.

- Listen, why don't you all eat with us?

We've got a big enough table and Bianca's cooked all this.

What do you reckon, eh?

(soft snoring)

Right, you two.

- You're needed.

Everyone's coming over here for dinner.

- You'll like this, Pauline, we're going to have turkey.

- You should see the size of it, Mum, it's massive.

- Nowt she can't handle, I'm sure,

living with the likes of me.

(laughing)

- When are you going to know when to fucking stop?

Do you know something, Charlie Johnson?

You're not funny.

And shall I tell you something else?

You're not big, neither!

And you're not cool and you're not clever

and you're not smart.

You're a waste of space, and a snake,

and I've had it up to here with you today!

Totally up to here!

- Pauline! - Oh.

Look I found a card from Babs.

- What?

- She sent him a card, to my house,

and he's hidden it, hasn't he?

Under our bed.

- What a bastard!

I'll throttle him when I get me hands on him.

- I didn't mean to ruin your day.

I am so sorry, Lisa.

- Hey, you haven't ruined anything.

You just need to talk to him.

You need to know what's going on.

Come on, it's freezing.

And there's a turkey over there

with your name on it, remember.

(Pauline laughing)

- Oh, God! - Come on.

(TV chattering)

- Maybe this is how it will always be, son.

Me never able to do anything right ever again.

It's the consequences of making bad choices,

if we're going to get technical.

- I thought she'd forgiven you.

- So did I, son.

- She's always been a bit moody on Christmas morning.

It's all that lager from the night before.

- It's Christmas afternoon, Son, not Christmas morning.

- Mm.

Hey, do you remember when she had too many snakebites

and ended up in the wrong garden?

- Where Mr. Shaw found her.

- With Uncle Ronnie's vest on her head.

(laughing)

You told me she'd run off with Uncle Ronnie that night.

Cried meself to sleep.

- Proper little mummy's boy, you were.

You needed something to toughen you up,

something to stop you passing through the other side.

- Loving your mum doesn't make you gay, Dad.

- I know, Son.

Sometimes I said stupid things just to make you less clingy.

I wanted you to look up to me

like you looked up to her all the time.

- I always looked up to you, Dad.

Don't worry about that.

Even if I was a mummy's boy.

(Charlie sighing)

(soft music)

- Right, love, are you ready to roll?

- Yes!

You really are very kind, letting us all come round.

Gary!

* Santa, Santa baby

* Please won't you hurry up tonight *

(Chris mumbling)

- Hey, ooh, lovely.

Here's the meat. - It's you, running through.

- Be nice!

- Look, Dad, be ready, be ready.

- All right, all right.

- Charlie, you've had a few. - Yeah.

- Come on!

You want to quicken up.

* Santa, Santa, Santa baby

- Here, here. - Dad, wandering,

wandering.

* So when I hear those sleigh bells *

* I wanna see you under the mistletoe *

* He's checkin' who's nice

* Santa, my friend, you can skip me house tonight *

* Been a good boy this year, no worries there *

* It's just that ever since you came along *

* Ever since you came along

* Our whole world's been upside down *

* Like a snowball in the snow

- I don't want any of us to fall out,

not at Christmas.

- [Lisa] Me, neither.

- I know it's been hard for you today

with your mum and dad not here.

- Look, I'm a big girl, I can cope.

- I just wish me mum would stop picking on me dad.

- She found a card.

From Babs.

- What?

- She's upset.

- I'll bloody kill him!

- Leave it, Dan.

Not today.

Let them sort out themselves.

- [Charlie] Remember this one down the Locarno?

- How could I forget it?

- Smooch with me, Pauline.

- Look, if all these people weren't here right now,

today would be a very different story, pal.

But it's Christmas and I didn't want to ruin it

for our Dan and Lisa.

But I can't do this any more,

I can't take any more of your bullshit.

We're finished.

- What? - It's over!

- [Dan] Mum?

- Did you not see that?

I only asked her for a dance.

- She found the card, you idiot!

From Babs.

- Oh, bugger.

- After everything you said.

You lied to me mum and you lied to me before.

You're full of shit!

- No, son, it came in the post the other day.

I didn't know anything about it.

I mean, I had to hide it.

What else could I do with your mum there?

I didn't want to hurt her.

I love her, Lisa.

And I love you two, you're my family.

I'll not fuck it up again, I promise.

- Go and sort it, then.

- Aye.

You were in the shower.

I'd no idea who it was from.

I opened it, saw the name, and shoved it under the bed

when I heard the water stop running.

- I told you, I can't do any more of your bullshit.

- I promise you, Pauline.

You're the one for me, you know you are.

- But I don't know, Charlie.

- I don't want her.

I want you.

Ooh!

- What do you think you're doing?

What's that?

- You were looking in the wrong place, you dozy cow.

This was under the kitchen sink.

(soft music)

Open it.

- Oh.

- Marry me, Pauline.

For keeps this time.

(soft music)

(laughing)

- Anyone fancy carving?

- I will.

- No, no, you're all right, it's a man's job.

- Excuse me!

- Before you start burning your bra,

let's have a vote on it.

- Yeah.

Hands up if you think carving the turkey's a man's job.

(Lisa gasping)

(Dan laughing)

- It's pathetic!

- Ah, well, in that case, come here.

- Well, go on, then, tuck in.

(chattering)

(clearing throat)

- Oh, God, we forgot grace.

- Who the frig's she?

- Grace, Mother, prayers!

- No, no, actually, no.

We can all do grace in a minute if that's what you want.

No, what I'd really like to do is to say

a few words, if I may.

- Go ahead, mate.

- Stand up, cock.

- Oh, yes.

Right, well, I'd just like to say that of all the places

I have spent Christmas Day,

and with all the people that I've spent it with,

I have never felt more warmly welcomed than here.

- Ah. - You're all a very

special bunch of people.

And so I would like to propose a toast, if I may.

To Bianca, for helping me this morning.

- Oh! - To Bianca!

(chattering)

- To Kate, for all you lovely mince pies.

- To Kate. - To Kate.

- Kate.

- [Bianca] Go on, you can start.

(chattering)

- To Dan and Lisa,

for letting us all come round here.

- Dan and Lisa. - Dan and Lisa.

- Dan'n'Lisa.

- Right, are we done, shall we eat, before me ribs snap?

(laughing)

(chattering)

- Will you excuse me a minute?

- Of course.

- Are you all right, cock?

- It's fine.

It's just seeing everyone together, you know.

- I know.

Yeah.

Shall I leave you for a moment?

- It's fine.

- Well, you know where we are when you need us.

- Please, will you,

will you just stay with me for a minute, Bianca?

I don't know what I would have done without you today.

- I don't know what I'd have done without you, either.

- You are so special.

- Come on, our dinner will be getting cold.

- I don't care about Christmas dinner.

- Well, you should.

I made the stuffing from scratch.

I even grew the sage.

(chuckling)

What?

- You.

- What about me?

(lips smacking)

- I love you.

- No, you don't, cock.

You're feeling lonely and it's Christmas

and we've all had a bit too much wine.

- It's not because I'm lonely

and it's got nothing to do with Christmas.

I love you.

It's that simple.

- Stop it, Chris.

You're being silly.

Come on, let's go back in.

You're drunk.

- Nah, I'm not drunk.

I love it that you panic about wearing trainers.

I love it when you call everyone Cock.

Mm, really inappropriately.

I love it that you think inviting the local vicar round

for a game of Twister is perfectly normal behavior.

I love your smile.

You've got such a beautiful smile, Bianca.

And I love it when you cry

because it just makes me want to look after you.

And I love what you've done for that lad in there

since his dad died.

You're brilliant, Bianca.

You're really bloody brilliant.

Now I sound like an idiot spouting out rubbish,

when all I want to do is kiss you.

Can I kiss you?

Properly kiss you?

(lips smacking)

- No one's ever said anything like that to me before.

(uplifting music)

(lips smacking)

Oh!

We'd best go back and get some food.

Before it all gets a bit Ingrid Bergman.

(giggling)

- Like a pig-in-a-blanket? - Oh,

a toast to Bianca and Chris, I think.

- Bianca and Chris!

- I don't want to piss on anyone's chips,

but do you mind if I do a toast?

- Oh, can I have me frigging dinner first?

- Pauline!

It's been really hard for me today, without me mum and dad

and I know I've been a bit of a stroppy cow,

and I'm really sorry.

But, you know, do you know what I've loved about it?

Well, with you lot here

it's actually been all right.

And I'm actually OK,

and after the flood,

we all mucked in and I think Bianca's OK, too.

So, we're all OK.

(laughing)

And I'd just like to say, thank you, really,

to the lot of you, well, for making this such a great day.

To you lot!

- [Group] To us lot!

(glasses clanking) (chattering)

(clearing throat)

- Right, right, now.

I really am going to piss on your chips.

- Ohhh. - Come on.

* I'm getting married in the morning *

* Ding-dong, the bells are gonna chime *

(laughing)

Oh, it's all right, Son, it's really all right.

Hm!

- Hooray!

(applauding and laughing)

- Happy Christmas, everyone! - Happy Christmas!

- Happy Christmas!

(chattering)

- I'm really pleased for you. - Congratulations!

- I know. - He went down on bended knee.

(chattering)

- What's up?

You're all right about your mum and dad, aren't you?

- Course I am!

I just wanted to tell you your speech was ace.

(Lisa laughing)

- Oh, thanks.

- And today's been amazing.

The food, my present.

- Aw, really? - And I still can't believe

you haven't kicked off about your present.

- Why would I kick off?

I love 'em.

- Oh, come on!

Don't tell me you haven't wanted to cut me head off

'cos of those monstrosities.

You don't really think I wouldn't get you

a special present, do you? - Ohhhhh.

(laughing)

- Go on, just open it.

(Lisa gasping)

- Ah. - Do you like 'em?

- I love them.

Ohhh!

- Mm! - Aw!

(doorbell ringing)

- Oh! - Oh.

- [Both] Happy Christmas!

(laughing)

- Come in!

Take your coats off.

It's freezing!

Hello, Joshua.

- Are we too late for tequila charades?

- I think so. - Yeah,

you haven't missed the karaoke, though.

(laughing)

- Come in. - There you go, cheers.

(gasping)

* For a day

* So here it is, merry Christmas *

* Everybody's having fun

* Look to the future now

* It's only just begun

- [Lisa] Happy Christmas, everyone!

(screaming)

* It's a merry, merry, merry, merry Christmas *

* Take a walk in the frosty air *

* And every time you go outside *

* There's snowflakes in your hair *

* Have a happy, happy, happy little holiday *

* And a one wonderful New Year

* Let's deck those halls with mistletoe *

* 'Cause Christmas time is here *

* Let's deck those halls with mistletoe *

* 'Cause Christmas time is here *