All language subtitles for Christmas Chalet 2019

RIP-FIXES-SYNC
by VaVooM

Grace, these are exceptional.

Really, it's perfect
for our holiday getaway page.

Where have you been
all my life?

Home with a baby,
divorced with a teenager.

I have a guest room
with an en suite

if you want to share
with my mother.

You might want to leave that
off your eharmony profile.

Well, lucky for me
I don't have one.

Well, maybe you should.
You should get out there again.

Yeah, so you've told me.

What are you doing
for the holidays?

Well, I'm just, I'm really trying
to make it special for Lexi.

It's our first Christmas
since the divorce.

How's that working?

Well, if she could box
that blame

and put it under the tree for me,
she would.

It's okay. I get it. We've had
so many traditions as a family.

It's hard for her.

Well, how about making
some new traditions?

Next year, we're promoting
a small town in Vermont called

Briar Ridge
as a Christmas getaway.

Used to be primarily
a farming town,

but they made a real niche
with Christmas tourism.

We're putting together
a full spread.

Christmas tourism?
That's a thing?

It is there.

And you need pictures?

Lots of them. We rented a chalet
that used to be a barn.

How fun is that?
Bring Lexi and your mom.

It'll be good for you guys.

Yeah.

This is gonna be great.
Okay.

Lexi, mom.
It's time to go.

Okay, almost ready.

Got the presents.

Mom, you know they do have
suitcases with wheels, right?

Yeah, which break and tear.

You know, my day
we built things to last.

There's no need to change
if this baby gets the job done.

I know, I know.

Should we get groceries?

I brought snacks.

I can't cook snacks.

Okay, well, there's stores
in Vermont I'm sure.

We'll go shopping
when we get there.

Okay.

Lexi, come on.
Let's go.

Oh, my goodness. It's like
watching Dorothy leave Oz.

It's only a week.

Yeah, for a teenager
that's eternity.

I was never that dramatic.

That's true.

You were worse.

Please, mom.

Lexi, come on.
Let's go.

We agreed on this.
A little bit of family time.

You're gonna be positive.

Yeah, there it is.
Well, we'll work on it.

Let's go.

Okay, does anyone want to play
"I spy"?

Just a second. I'm about to win
this next level of Candy Crush.

Killed it.

What about you, Lex?

Lexi?

What?

- Do you want to play "I spy"?
- Does the winner get to go home?

Suck it up, buttercup.

Your friends will be there
when we get back.

I'm missing
Ashley's Christmas party.

Literally everyone is going.

Well, I'm not,
so not everyone is going.

Cody is.

There will be other parties,
honey.

Not with mistletoe.

Well, Christmas is for family.

We're lucky we can spend it together.
Not everyone does.

Yeah, like dad.
He's family.

Why is it okay for him
to be alone?

Your father is fine.

He knows how much
we love Christmas,

and this town
is all about Christmas.

That's right.
We are gonna have so much fun.

Just us girls.

Hey, I brought cards for
a special Christmas blackjack.

Amazing.

Maybe afterwards
we can play "Old Maid".

Wait, we don't have to.

Enough, Scrooge.

Hi.

Hi.

It's Whoville personified.

Big fan of coffee.

Yes. I'm a writer.
It's our life force.

What do you write?

Novels.
Airport reads, mostly.

Congrats. You qualify
for a free cranberry sauce.

That's very nice,
but no thank you.

Oh, come on. It's Christmas.
Everybody loves cranberry sauce.

Yeah, sure. Throw it in.

Maybe I can distill it
into a crantini.

Jack Manning?

You write
the "Star Cros" series.

Yes.

I love how Bo Daniels keeps
two candles lit in the window

and then Amelia sees them
and regains her memory.

That's love.

It's fiction.

So, what brings you
to our little town?

Writing. I need a hideaway
from the holidays

to finish my next book.

It's hard to escape Christmas
around here.

Yeah, yeah.
Tell me about it.

But I'm luckily renting a place
in the country, so...

Oh, well, then you should
totally come

to our Christmas Night of Lights.

There's a winter dance
and everything.

Honestly, it is the most fun
you will have all year.

Well, except maybe for the
Christmas Day polar bear plunge.

I'm gonna take a pass.

Yeah, you're not really
a Christmas person are you?

What gave it away?

I'm gonna give you
a flier anyway,

and if you need anything
come on by.

- My name's Charlotte.
- Nice to meet you, Charlotte.

You know, I can't believe
this town still has a livery.

Yeah. Why, do you need to board
your horse?

I'm good.

- See ya.
- See ya.

Hey.

My weather app
shows a storm's coming.

Maybe we should
have left earlier.

Really, mom.
You think?

Well, hopefully we'll make it
to the chalet before it hits.

And what if we crash?

- I've lived a full life.
- I haven't.

My last meal.
Corn nuts and something called

sour patch children.

The gourmand community will not
be attending my funeral.

Now who's being dramatic?

Well, you both come by it
honestly, I figure.

What the...

No, no, no, no.

No, no, no, no.

Sorry, Santa. This place is not
big enough for the both of us.

No way.

Not.

Nope.
Absolutely not.

Holy Christmas.

Is Briar Ridge this exit
or the next one, mother?

I don't know. The little wheel
thing keeps spinning.

O-M-G. It is like
the blind leading the blind,

which, frankly, is offensive,
because they'd have

the common sense to stay home
in the first place.

Okay, I'm just gonna take
the next exit.

- It stopped spinning.
- Really?

Oh, wait.
It's spinning again.

Shavin' soap.

Hey, Steve.

Jack, buddy.
How are you?

- How am I? I'm in Briar Ridge.
- I know. Great, right?

Tucked away from civilization,
just like you asked.

No, no, no. I asked you
to get me a place away

from civilization and Christmas,
and yet, somehow,

you've managed to imprison me
in a Norman Rockwell painting.

Best I could do
on such short notice,

besides, you should be chained
to your laptop,

banging away at that final chapter
that you promised me by Christmas.

How am I supposed to work
in this environment?

You know, I'm starting
to feel like you...

- Do you even know how it ends?
- I know how it ends.

Okay, how?

They shoot the dog.

Come on, please.
You got to give me some credit here.

That's worked once
in literary history.

Give me a hint.

You're just gonna have to wait.

Okay, how about this?
The grand romantic gesture.

You're great at that.

Not this time.

Jack, the publisher really wants
another "Star Crossed" novel.

This little venture of yours,

it's making them a little nervous.
Actually, a lot.

Yeah, but see, this is gonna be
a real novel, Steve, alright?

This is gonna be
the one they remember me by.

The only thing that
publishers remember are sales.

Star Crossed sells.

You better have a follow up
on the backburner.

A fail safe.

Yeah, well, thank you
for the faith in me as always.

Hey, I got faith in you.
You're like my Starbucks.

All the times I've been in there,
they've only screwed up

my latte, like, twice.

Yeah, well, this is the sound
of your vanilla soy latte

hanging up on you.

Come on, don't be like that.
Merry Chris...

Marry Christmas, Jack.

"The heart needed

protection to survive.

Room to grow.

The abyss was full of..."

Purpose? No. Purpose.

The abyss was full of...

Full of something.

I'm so excited.

We are here, ladies.
It looks nice, huh?

It's gonna be
a very Merry Christmas.

There's supposed to be a key
under the mat.

Are you sure you've got
the right address?

Oh, well.
Guess we're gonna have to go home.

A-ha, see?
They left it open for us.

Wait, that seems strange.
What if there's a burglar?

Really, mom?
You saw the downtown.

It looks like Mayberry.

- Yeah, it could be a squatter.
- Maybe we should call the police.

Would you two stop thinking
the worst? It brings bad luck.

Caution never got anyone killed.

Neither did central heat
during a storm.

Come on.
It's freezing out here.

- Gran, is that mace?
- Never leave home without it.

See? It's empty.

Thought you said
there'd be decorations.

There's supposed to be.
That's what Nancy said.

Do you smell coffee?

Ted Bundy liked coffee.

Burglars don't make coffee
during a heist.

Hello?

What is that mace?

What the...
What is wrong with you?

Well, it didn't break the skin.
So, no chance of scarring.

Really?
Because Roger Clemens over there

put a lot of heat on it.

Your gram's still got it.

Alright, sorry about this,
but you startled us.

- I startled you?
- Yes.

I'm the one who should be
calling the police to report

a home invasion.

I don't, I don't understand.
Aren't you with the leasing company?

No, I'm not
with the leasing company.

I rented this place.

Who are you?
What are you doing in my chalet?

Grace Olson.
Mitcham.

This is my mother, Helen,
my daughter, Lexi.

There has to be some kind
of mix-up, because the company

I work with leased this place
for the three of us.

318 Mountain Drive?

Yes. I've got to make
a phone call.

Be my guest.
There's a phone upstairs

and the leasing company
is on speed dial.

Great.

And... and do me a favour.

Keep the sharp objects away
from your grandmother, please.

Thank you.

Yes, I will hold again.

Yes, yeah.

No, I'm sorry,
that is completely unacceptable.

You're gonna have to fix it.
It's your mistake.

You're in in the morning?
Great.

We will handle this in person.
Thank you.

Oh, brother.

Okay, turns out they leased
the chalet to both of us,

and on top of that,
everything else is booked.

Marvellous.

Well, since he was here first,

I guess that means
we have to go home.

Hold on, not so fast. We have
the same claim that he does.

Besides,
I have work to do here.

I... I... I have work to do.

I have a lot of work to do.

Can we talk for a second?

- Are we doing that now?
- Over here, please.

Okay, hear me out.

I really, really need this
for my family, okay?

We've been through
a rough time lately,

and this,
this Christmas getaway,

it may be the healing
that we, that we need.

Look, guys, I'm sorry.

Really, I am,
but I was here first.

I've already unpacked.
I got groceries.

Looks like you raided
a gas station. Slim Jims?

- They still make these?
- Yes.

Can't you do your creative
writing somewhere else?

Creative... creative writing.
I would hardly call

a 50,000 initial print run
"creative writing".

Okay, tell me what you wrote.

It's a series, actually.

It's called "Star Crossed".

You're Jack Manning.

What?

The Jack Manning.

I thought you looked familiar.

You're right, it is him.

You look thinner
on the jacket cover.

Mom.

I had a lot of salt for lunch.
It's nice to meet you both.

I am such a huge fan.

I mean the way you make Bo
so human is so good.

Especially after he does
all those horrible things,

but he's doing them
for the right reasons.

Yes, yes.
He's doing them for, for...

- Love! Right.
- For love. You got it.

Bo Daniels is a dream.

You know, so is Sam Steed,
but I am so Team Bo.

That's what you say right?
Team?

Yup, Team Bo, you got it.

And the reunion in
the Rose Garden with Amelia?

When he thought that
he had lost her forever.

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

And when they danced barefoot
in the grass?

The two candles
to light the way.

- The twin flames.
- Twin flames, yes. Yes.

Everybody, read them.
Great.

So romantic,
but they really messed up

with casting Zac Efron
in the movie.

He was far too young
for the role.

I agree, it should have been
Tom Hardy.

Yes! Thank you.

I'm sorry. You wrote
those novels she loves?

Yes, guilty.

You see, guys, you see why it's
so important for me to be here?

To work?

Well, we could all stay here
together.

What?

There are three bedrooms.

I mean, you could take one,
and Lexi and I could take

the one with the bunk beds,

and Jack could have
the upstairs bedroom.

I'd prefer the couch.

No, no, no.
We don't even know this man.

Excuse me, excuse me.
This man rented this chalet

for the peace and quiet,
and I'm sorry,

but if three's a crowd,
then four's a stampede.

Well, looks like nobody's
going anywhere in that storm.

Okay, fine, fine.
Then, I get the upstairs.

That's mine.
Off limits, okay?

Okay, and we will visit
the leasing company tomorrow

and try to figure out
this whole mess.

- Fine.
- Okay, let's go get our stuff.

I can't believe we're gonna share
this place with Jack Manning.

Perfect,
except you take the top bunk.

I go to the bathroom
too many times.

Every two hours.
Up, down, up, down.

Okay, too much information,
grandma.

Jack.

I know this situation
is a little bit strange,

but we don't have any food,
just corn nuts and candy.

Well, according to, grandma?

Helen.

Helen. My food selection
isn't much better.

Well, you're just lucky
I'm a great cook.

I'll treat it like a bit
of a mystery box challenge.

I mean, I've always wanted
to work with hot pockets.

- Knock yourself out.
- You won't be disappointed,

and we will pay you
for the groceries.

Don't worry about it.

There's, some wine there,
as well, if you like.

Okay.

So, what kind of work brings you
to Vermont at Christmas?

I'm a photographer.
I work for a travel website.

They are putting together packages
to visit Briar Ridge next season.

Well, hopefully they
don't advertise the chalets

because the customer service
is terrible.

That's true.

Well, I'm not gonna get
any shots.

I mean, they were supposed
to decorate this place

for Christmas, and nothing.

Well, maybe
you're in the wrong chalet.

- How long did you book for again?
- New year's.

And you don't miss family
over the holidays?

No, no. It's...

It's just my mom
and her fourth...

Fifth.
Her fifth husband,

and to be honest, I could be alone
with them or without.

- I didn't mean to pry.
- No, that's okay.

I'll spare you the details,
though.

But if you really want to know
about it, I'm sure you can find it

in some form or another
in one of my books.

You know, my daughter,
Lexi, is like that.

She got this assignment
in fifth grade to keep a journal.

She has been doing it
ever since.

In fact, I think those notebooks
know her better than I do.

- How old is she?
- She is fifteen.

That's a fun age,
for her anyway.

Tell me about it. She went from
crayons to lip gloss over night.

I mean, she used to cling to
my leg, and now I spend,

well, half my time trying to talk
to her through the bedroom door.

So.

Well, we all need our space.

Yeah.

What does her dad think?

Well, my ex-husband
sees none of it.

Lexi thinks he walks on water.

Is that why you're here?
'Cause of the divorce?

Tom was a lousy husband,
but he was an excellent father,

and it's just been
really hard on Lex,

and I was... I was hoping
that this Christmas getaway

could make things easier
for the two of us.

It can only go up from here.

I will let you know
when dinner's ready.

Actually, I...
I'm not gonna eat.

- I got some work to do, so...
- Of course. Your deadlines.

Yes, deadlines.
I'll be upstairs. Enjoy.

Well, at least
the plates are festive.

See?
Things are looking up.

It's just the three of us.

- No Jack?
- He had to work.

You two are becoming
fast friends.

What?

Saw you by the fire.

We were discussing
the food situation.

Sure.

Alright, get your taste buds
ready to take a walk

on the wild side.

That's a fancy grilled cheese.

No, it's better.
It's an improvised Monte Cristo.

What's in it?

Slim Jims,
Swiss cheese, and cranberry.

Sounds so good.

- Where's Jack?
- He had to work.

- No, no, no. That won't do.
- Mother, please don't do this.

No. Not happening.

I wanted to eat.

- Jack! Dinner is ready.
- No thanks. I'm good.

Oh, dear. You are
too good a writer to be

punishing yourself
at that nonsense.

But it's what I do.

Not tonight you don't.
You need the kind of brain food

only a Slim Jim Monte Cristo
can provide.

- Really, I have to work.
- Not on an empty stomach.

I mean, besides,
what self-respecting author

would turn down a sandwich
based on an Alexandre Dumas

classic literary tale?

You're not gonna leave
even if I ask you to, are you?

I am not.

Alright, I will celebrate
my love of Dumas

by joining you for dinner.

I was hoping you would.

Evening, everyone.

Evening.

Looks delicious.

Thank you, Helen, and congrats
on finding a proper use

for the cranberry sauce.

Well, I was only brought along
for my cooking.

Have to earn my keep.

That is so not true,
although it certainly helps.

It's an important skill
to have.

The way to a man's heart
is through his stomach.

That's how I snagged your grandpa,
God rest his soul.

You keep that in mind
with your friend Cody.

Okay, sure thing, gram.

And Jack, you're too thin.
Is no one cooking for you?

Mom.

No, no, but, thank you
for saying I'm thin.

So, this is your
family Christmas vacation?

That was the idea.

Well, the best laid plans
of mice and men.

Often go awry.

Did you know that Steinbeck
didn't coin that phrase?

He stole it
from a Scottish poet.

"To a mouse" by Robert Burns.

So, what's it like being
the king of ya novels?

Not that exciting.
I'm not as sappy as my stories.

Quite the opposite, actually.

Really? So, what do you consider
a romantic gesture?

A romantic gesture.

Shoveling someone's snow.

Hah, I don't remember
reading that in your books.

Well, because it doesn't sell,
but when you think about it,

shoveling someone's snow
is a selfless act that says,

"I'll make a way for you".

It's symbolic.

Yeah.

And here I was thinking Paris.

No, Paris, that's overrated.

If you shovel someone's snow
or scrape the frost off

their windshield,
or warm up their car.

They say that life
is in the details,

but I think you can find love
there, too.

Can we keep him?

You know, maybe put up a sign
that says, "lost writer",

and if no one comes to claim him
in a few weeks, he's ours.

No one will claim me,
I promise you.

Well, he talks a good game.

So, what's a romantic gesture
for you?

Easy, one word.
Respect.

Respect, please.

You only brought us here
so you could punish dad,

but you were talking about love
so I stand corrected.

Lexi.

What? Okay, it's true.

You're the one
that broke up our family.

That's enough.

I'm not hungry anymore.

- Wine, anyone?
- Yes.

Please.

Yeah, I wanted to apologize
for that little episode earlier.

Lexi's a good kid,
she's just, like I said,

she's having a rough time.

Well, adolescence
is a rough time,

but maybe you shouldn't be
the one apologizing.

Why do you say that?

I just feel like people coddle
their kids too much these days,

and the kids don't face
real consequences.

Coddle?

Okay, I didn't mean to use
the word "coddle".

How about protect?

She is my daughter.
That is my job.

Hey, I didn't mean
to offend you.

I'm so used to being blunt
in my head,

that sometimes I forget...

When we're not in your head?

Yeah.

Real person here,
not one of your characters.

I know.

It's just that I'm an observer.
That's how I write,

and sometimes I see people
and they're hearing

and not listening,
or they're viewing others

the way they want them to be
as opposed to how they are.

Okay, yeah, I get that.

It's easy to say that
when you're not in the game.

But when you're in the game
you just do the best that you can.

How many kids did you say
you had again?

Okay, you know what?
You're right. It's not my place.

No, it's not.

Of course.

Hey, there's my girl.

Hey, dad.

She makes breakfast too.

Nothing fancy,
just french toast. Coffee?

Yes, please.

So, did you get
any writing done?

What can you tell me
about Bo and Amelia?

Please tell me
that jerk Tucker Casey

hasn't broken them up.

Actually, I'm not working
on a "Star Crossed" novel.

Really?
Well, what are you working on?

Well, it's this story about

a son reconnecting with a father
he though abandoned him.

Does it have a happy ending?

I don't know yet.

See, the son blames the father
for the failures

in his own life,
and he's emotionally cut off,

very aloof,
in a word, selfish,

and he has a tendency
to sabotage relationships.

- He's terrified.
- Okay, he's not terrified.

It's a little bit more complex
than that.

Well, maybe he learns
how to trust family again.

- At Christmas.
- Maybe.

You know, I'm actually striving
for a little bit more

complexity in this one.

Well, I'm not a writer,
but I sure like simple.

Yeah, you and 20 million
other people.

Well, good morning.

Hey, your mom made breakfast.

Oh, no. I'm good. Just having
a coffee. Ready to go?

Okay. Yeah, sure.

Okay.

I'll have this later.

Unbelievable. It's closed
because everyone has the flu?

Is this a joke?

Well, it is a small town.
What did you expect?

I... I... I needed this.

You keep saying that but
you haven't actually told me why.

I am a photographer.
I have a job here.

My family hasn't been
on a vacation in forever.

I'm not talking about that.
Those are just details.

I'm asking for the reason.
The real reason.

Because I'm afraid
that I'm losing her to him

and I can't lose her, okay?

You think you're gonna lose her
over one day?

I mean, Christmas is one day.

I know that, but I gotta try.

You know,
I gotta start somewhere.

Okay, fine.

I'll pack up.
I'll hit the road.

And, I hid the Christmas
decorations in the basement.

Jack, what about your novel?

I should be able
to write anywhere.

What am I talking about?
I'm doing it right now.

I think it's really admirable
you want to do something nice

for your daughter, Grace.

I hope it works out for you.

I know something
that might help.

- What's that?
- You.

If you stayed, I mean.
Lexi wants to be a writer

because of you, and I think
she uses the writing

to process her feelings.

It would really be good for her
if you stayed.

You want me to stay with you?
With, with all of you?

All of us together?
I don't know.

Why should the rental company
be the only one to benefit from

this mix-up, and nobody
should be alone on Christmas.

I do like the view.

You'd have to respect
my boundaries.

- I'm on as deadline.
- Of course.

Alright, how does this work?

Paint me a picture.
I get the upstairs,

your mother still cooks,
I'll buy the groceries,

but no Christmas decorations.

Yes on everything except
the Christmas decorations.

You can have your
Grinch's lair upstairs,

but we get to decorate
the rest of the house.

Fine, but no tree.

Definitely a tree,
and we split groceries.

You can have a tree,
but no Christmas music,

and I'm firm on this one.

Christmas music until 5:00 pm,

because my mother needs it
to bake the cookies.

This is a negotiation.
You're supposed to actually

give me something.

I am giving you something.
I'm giving you cookies.

Deal.

I guess we should get
some groceries.

Great, I'm just gonna get
my camera. Get some pictures.

Have you always
loved photography?

Yeah, it was a hobby that
became more in the last year

of my marriage.
An escape, I guess.

What do you love about it?

It's easy. You can make
the perfect frame.

And what if reality doesn't
live up to the expectation?

Well, you make it so.
You construct it.

You build the perfect picture.

You manufacture the ideal.

That's about right.

It's a lot like
writing YA novels.

Oh, my goodness.
There's a town livery.

Okay, I love horses.
I gotta go over there.

I'm... I'm gonna take
some pictures, okay?

Look, just like your book.

Thought you didn't read
my books.

Lexi told me.

Sadly, it's just one. You need
two candles for twin flames.

Aren't they sweet?

Yeah, I think
this guy likes me.

Just have to be gentle.
Show no fear.

They pick up on it.

Not scared.

Maybe a little.

Did you grow up on a farm
or something?

No. We used to take Lexi riding
when she was a little girl.

She loves horses too.
Those were good times.

Family outings. I can't say
I know much about those.

My dad left
when I was really young

and my mom had a different
boyfriend every month

who she preferred over me.

I find that hard to believe.

No, I'm serious.

This one time, she cancels
a trip to Disneyland

to cart me off to Augusta, Georgia,
so her boyfriend, Clyde,

could watch the masters.

Let me tell you, that is a thrilling
trip for a seven year old.

What about Christmas?

I got gifts I guess,
but it was just another day.

I never really saw the magic
in the season.

Well, we are gonna change that.

Oh, you are, are you?

You're not that powerful.

Three generations
of Mitcham women and this town?

You don't stand a chance,
Mr. Grinch.

Do you think
you've seen Christmas?

Because you ain't seen
nothing yet.

Really?

Come with me.

Bye, horses.

Lead the way.

What did I tell you?

Pretty perfect.

Hi. Thank you.

You coming in?

Hello, again.

Hi.

Your store is amazing.
How old is it?

We opened in 1901.

There's been several renovations
since then,

but the original owner used to
live in a room above the store.

Where the candle is?

Yes, ma'am.
It's our way of honouring him.

It's just... we're getting it.

Here.

Would you mind
if I take a picture

of your Christmas display?
It's for a travel website.

Well, no. Go ahead.

Thank you.

Looks like you caught
a little Christmas spirit.

I wouldn't go that far.

More like the chalet rental
double booked.

Lucky you!

Is there a tree lot nearby?

You don't waste any time,
do you?

It was part of the deal.

Yes, right next
to the llama farm.

The...

The llama farm.
We're going.

It's gonna be fabulous.

Great, great, great.

Merry Christmas.

Hi, excuse me.
I see you're sold out.

Are you getting
any other trees in?

Boss says it's our last day.
Sorry. Merry Christmas, folks.

Merry Christmas.

Oh, well.

It's still Christmas.
Even without a Christmas tree.

I know, it's just...
Well, never mind.

What?

Lexi and I, the popcorn
garland thing was...

Well, it was special to us.

It's stupid.

It's not stupid.

Do you ever feel that
no matter what you do

you are never gonna win?

I won't pretend to know
about parenting,

I'm not gonna make
that mistake again,

but I know what it's like
to be an angry kid.

I punched a hole
in my bedroom wall once.

Great, is that what I have
to look forward to?

I don't know, probably not,

but I broke four bones.

Eventually it healed
and now I'm stronger than ever.

I got a grip like a superhero.

She's gonna come out of this,

and she's gonna come out
this stronger.

I hope so.

Hey, can I ask you something,

and you don't have to answer
if you don't want to,

but did you find someone else
in your marriage?

Is that why she's so angry?

I did wake up
next to someone else.

My husband.

The man that I thought I knew,
I didn't know at all.

He'd been cheating on me
with our dental hygienist.

I am a walking cliché, right?

No, no.

A cliché would be the nanny.

Lexi doesn't know
about the affair.

She's gonna find out eventually.

I know, and it's gonna break
her heart.

I suppose that's why
I'm delaying the inevitable.

That's love.
Take the hits.

So she doesn't have to.

Hit or stay?

Stay.

You're getting too good
at this.

We're here.

They return with groceries.

Is that bridge?

- Gram's teaching my blackjack.
- Are those chips?

Well, a girl's gotta learn
sometime.

So, are we staying?
We all are.

- As in Jack?
- Yup.

Look, I know this was supposed
to be a girl's trip,

but if it's any consolation,
I've been told

that I'm very, very sensitive.

And Christmas is for sharing.

Well, it doesn't really feel
like Christmas.

When are we getting out tree?

Yeah, about that, honey.

The lot is sold out of trees.

So, no tree, no friends, no dad.
There isn't even cable here.

This is officially
the worst Christmas ever.

Hey, I taught you blackjack.

Hey.

You're not coming out here
for a smoke are you?

I'm fifteen
and no, I don't smoke.

Too bad.
Gram, you smoke?

No, no.
It's terrible for you.

Although, I have been known

to do a few terrible things
now and then.

Really?

Yeah, like, like the time I...

I told your mother that if she
didn't start listening to me,

I was gonna return her
to the adoption agency.

Mom's not adopted.

I know, I was angry.

Like you are now.

I don't know why
she's punishing me.

Honey, nobody is punishing you
but yourself.

You know, you give
this stink eye long enough,

that's all you see.

Come on,
let's change the view.

I want to show you something cool
I found. Come on, okay?

It's just around by here.

It's a little mucky
so watch your feet.

Watch you footing.

Okay. Here it is.

This is it.

What is it?
Like, a wagon?

No, it's an old sleigh.

Hey, it's seen better days,

but, remember,
this used to be a barn,

and I'm sure
that there were horses.

Did your mum ever tell you
about the Christmas

that your grandfather
took us on a sleigh ride?

No.

Your grandfather had just been
laid off from the plant,

and it looked like it was gonna
be a pretty slim Christmas,

but he was determined to make it
special for his little girl,

and he knew how much
your mom loved horses.

So, on Christmas morning,
your mom wakes up to the sound

of a neighing horse,

and she looks out the window,

and there is
a horse-drawn sleigh.

And we rode all day.

Laughing all the way?

Yeah. We absolutely did.

One of the best days ever.

Dad was always promising
he'd get mom a horse.

Yeah, well your dad made a lot
of promises he didn't keep.

Never broke a promise to me.

Well, you're his little girl
and always will be.

You know, being a father
and a husband,

it's two different things,

and your dad
is a really good father to you.

You're lucky to have
that special bond.

I just don't know why things
have to suddenly change

after all these years.

Lexi, if something falls apart,

trust that something stronger
is coming together.

I'll try, gram.

And be kind to your mother.

This isn't easy for her.
You are her world.

We don't even have
a Christmas tree.

We can't make
the popcorn garlands.

Hey, it's Christmas.

Anything can happen.
It's not over yet.

Gram said dinner's ready
in ten minutes.

Thanks, sweetie.

I don't know how you do that.

You just, you find the beauty,
and the rest is background.

They have horses.

Yeah, a mare and her colt,
isn't that great?

They're really good.

Thank you.

Sorry, for the stink eye.

You've been talking to grandma.

Are you still mad at me?

Honey.

I'm never mad at you.

You are the most important thing
in the world to me.

Then why did you get divorced?

Oh, honey.

I'm sorry.

I just...

I don't know,
a million different reasons.

And you know what? None of them
are gonna be good enough for you.

Gram said he broke promises.

Yeah, well, when two people
are unhappy,

a lot of things get broken.

That's how you know
it's time to move on.

You do seem happier
working as a photographer.

Yeah!

Well, you know what?

I am, because I love it.

It's my little creative outlet.

Do you think I could get paid
to be a writer?

Of course you could!

If you work hard enough
and never give up, absolutely.

Ashley says
I wouldn't make any money.

Ashley?

It's just as important to make
a life as it is a living,

and if writing
is what you want to do,

then you go for it, my girl.

And look at Jack!

I mean, he's on the bestseller
list.

You think he'd look at my work?

Maybe, if you ask him.

Dinner's ready!

But Jack shooed me in here.

He says
he's got a big surprise.

- Really?
- Really.

All right, everybody.
Close your eyes.

Okay.

Come on!

Eyes closed, no peeking.

Eyes closed, please,
no peeking!

What are you up to?

Just a thing,
it's just a thing.

And we're walking,
we're walking.

Okay.

We're walking,
we're not peeking.

No.

But we're still walking,
we're walking.

Just a little bit farther.

This way, this way, this way.

Okay, keep going,
just a couple more steps.

All right, and...

Open your eyes.

Is that...

I mean, I know
it's not a real tree.

I love it.

It is missing one more thing.

Popcorn garlands?

Yeah.

Popcorn is in my culinary
repertoire.

Oh, Jack!

You done good.

Thank you.

Come on, Lexi.
Help me get the dinner up.

Thank you.

It's just a ladder with lights.

It's our Christmas tree.

I'll get it!

- Bravo!
- Yay!

Not only do you sell Christmas,
but you deliver it, too.

Yeah, we'll hit every home
in Briar Ridge

before the night is through,
isn't that right, Andrew?

Yup.

I feel your pain.
She drags me everywhere, too.

- I heard that.
- Yeah, me too!

We'd better go.

Merry Christmas, everyone.

- Merry Christmas!
- Merry Christmas!

Thank you!

Good night!

Yeah, okay.

I'll hand it to you now here.

All right.

Okay, now here,
give me this side.

Okay, okay!

Are you sure
this is all the decorations?

I mean, there might be some more
somewhere. I'm not sure.

It's a big house.

I have an idea!

Remember when I was younger
and you had us write down wishes,

and then, put them
in the glass ornaments?

We should do that.

I'm already on it!

I love it, and then, we can
paint them like we used to.

That means another trip
to the north pole,

aka the general store.

Sounds good.

Here we go.

Here you go.

No, that's a family thing.
You guys go ahead.

It's Christmas, you're family!

Come on.

Okay.

I'll think of a really
good wish.

Everybody's ready?

All right, ladies first.

Where to go, where to go?
Where to go?

I'm gonna go right here.

Perfect.

Look at that!

Very good.

Well, it's time for bed.
Come on, bunkmate.

Night night, everyone.

Good night!

See, that was fun.

Yeah, it really was.

And I didn't even
expect it to be.

I'm sorry, are you sure
you're feeling all right?

You're really optimistic
right now.

Sorry, I got to take this.

Yeah, yeah.

- Hey.
- Hey, buddy!

Sorry to call you so late,
but I know you're a night owl.

Yeah, it's okay.
What's up?

Hey, I am sorry to call so late.
Something happened.

The publishers have been
interviewing

potential ghostwriters
for "Star-Crossed".

- What?
- Why?

I just, I couldn't leave him
alone at Christmas.

Don't be reactive.

I'm not being reactive.

- Just focus on the present.
- Lexi...

- The rest...
- ...Will sort itself out.

- Okay.
- Thanks.

I don't mean to be greedy,
but I hope you can deliver.

Hey, where did all of that
come from?

From under Jack's bed.

He said it didn't fit
in the closet.

The Grinch's heart grew
three sizes last night.

Yeah, he was actually
very cute about it.

He's Jack Manning.

You'd think he was cute
if he was reciting the alphabet.

Well, I think you have me
confused with yourself.

- Mom!
- Calm down.

He went to town early
this morning,

and Lexi's still in bed.

Hey, help me decorate.
I've already got the garland up.

I think we could use
a few more ornaments up there.

All right,
and just for the record,

Jack and I are just friends.

Well...

You can say that,

but you can't hide
that chemistry.

I haven't seen you look this
radiant since you were pregnant.

Mom!

Wait, you're not...

No, I am definitely
not radiant.

This trip has nothing to do
with me.

It's about Lexi, period.

Well, I think
she'd understand crushing.

I am not crushing,

and since when did you start
saying "crushing"?

I'm hip.
I like to keep up.

I think the very fact
that you say "hip"

means that you're not
keeping up.

Wait a minute,
are you talking about Cody?

Well, she's texting someone
all night.

Don't tell me that.

I mean, I remember
when she used to fall asleep

with her Etch a Sketch.

Relax, I don't think
she's rushing into marriage.

Don't be so sure,
she has our DNA.

I was 21 and you were 18.

We had no idea who we were yet.

Well, maybe if you're more honest
with her about divorce,

she won't jump into marriage.

When does a mother stop judging?

When she's six feet under.

It's a mother's prerogative!
You have it, too.

But my opinion doesn't matter.

Your happiness does,
it always has and always will.

Is this your way of giving
my divorce your blessing?

Maybe.

Is this your way
of asking for it?

Maybe.

Oh, Grace.

You're raising Lexi with care
and love,

sometimes at your own detriment,
which is so admirable.

I'm proud of you.

In awe, actually.

- Really?
- Yeah.

Thank you.

You know, I think
there should be a sign.

"Parent at your own risk".

If there were,
there'd be no more children.

That's true.

And then, what would
Santa Claus do?

Not to mention
all those elves he employs.

Mom, I love you.

Okay.

I am going to find Lexi,

see if she wants to go
take pictures with me.

Maybe she'll talk to me
about Cody.

Maybe you can talk to her
about Jack, too.

Goodbye, mother.

What do you even want
to take pictures of?

It's just a bunch of snow.

We're gonna take a ride,
enjoy the scenery.

Give me that.

Mom!

Let's promise each other
something.

Two hours, no screens.
Can you give me that?

It's my Christmas wish.

Fine.

Yay.

This is gonna be fun!

This town is cute.

It is, right?

I hear that it was founded
in the 1700s.

So, tell me about Cody.

You don't like segues, do you?

Not when it comes to you, honey.

I... I don't know.

I like him.

Okay, like, more than like.

Do you know how he feels
about you?

I don't know.

I mean, I think he likes me.

But I'm not sure.

I mean, we talk all the time,

but to be honest,
I'm too scared to ask him.

Why were you hoping
for your mistletoe moment?

Is this your first kiss?

Mom, it's not a big deal!

You only get
the first one once.

You have to make sure
that he is worth it.

Well, was yours worth it?

Definitely not!

I mean, his gum ended up
in my mouth, I gagged on it.

I can't even chew grape gum
to this day.

Sweetie.

I totally have whipped cream
all over my nose.

Yeah.

There we go.

Cheese!

Now, that is like
the Tom Hardy of snowmen.

Really? I was thinking
Zac Efron.

Oh, Jack!

Where have you been all day?

I just went into town
to do some writing,

a change of scenery.

Yeah? See or hear
anything interesting?

No, no, not like our trip.

- Hey, less talking, more sticks!
- Yes, ma'am.

How is your book coming along?

I'm almost finished,
but I don't want to force it.

The characters
are gonna lead me there.

Sounds good.

Here, mom.

Great, great.

Let's give this gentleman
some arms

so he can swing around
lampposts and stuff.

Right?
Isn't that what they do?

Yeah, of course.

Thank you very much.
That's what they do.

- Okay.
- Yeah.

It still needs something more.

Jack?

What do you think?

Need that?

Scarf, no, of course not.

You know what?

It's gonna look
much better on him.

Perfect! There we go,
what do we think?

I think it's great.
Let's take a picture.

Yes, let's take a picture.

Picture time.
Time, yes.

Cheese!

Snowman!

Okay, okay, one for Instagram.

I need my phone.

Fine, but I get it back.

Thank you.

Okay, selfie time.

Honey, what's wrong?

Cody.

He and Ashley...

Never mind.

So, did Lexi want a plate?

She is locked away.

Whatever she saw on that phone
really took its toll.

Do you think she'd talk to me?

No offense, mom,
but when I was her age

and you gave me advice,
it never helped.

Never have kids, Jack.

You go through labour
for 36 hours,

and they repay you
with brutal honesty.

I'm sorry, but it's true.

Well, nuts to you.

I got a brandy and a game
of Candy Crush calling.

Wait, you bought brandy?

Yep, and I'm not sharing.

So, you may want to bring
your daughter some cookies,

and you know, gently remind her
that I like to go to bed early.

Okay, mama.

- Okay?
- All right.

Night.

She won't talk to me.

The heart breaks alone.

I disagree.

The problem is
that we can't hear it,

so we don't always know.

I'm probably the worst person
to give advice on love.

I think you're the best person.

Right, I could just say,
"don't worry, honey.

"At your absolute best,

you'll never be right
for the wrong person".

Or, "even at your absolute
worst,

you'll always be perfect
for the right one".

You know, I think I'm just
gonna check on Lexi.

- Right, yes, good idea.
- Cookies.

Lex?

I brought you cookies.

Your favourite,
red and green M&Ms.

Oh, honey,
you want to talk about it?

Not much to say.

Ashley posted a video of...

her and Cody
kissing under mistletoe.

I guess he liked her
all along.

I'm so stupid.

You are not stupid.

Move over, mama's coming up.

My sweet girl.

Hey, talk to me.

It really, really hurts!

I know.

I know it does, honey,

but you know, that's why
they call them crushes.

They were never meant
to be easy,

but they do make us stronger.

Is that how you and dad felt?

Multiply that by a hundred,
maybe a million,

and we survived.

I know that it feels like
your world is ending,

but it is just beginning

and there will be
many more Codys,

only ones that won't break
your heart.

- You sound so sure.
- I just know that there will be.

Guess I need
a new Christmas wish.

Well, Christmases
are full of surprises.

Maybe you will get
something better.

Honey, save those kisses
for someone who deserves them.

Not somebody that chews gum!

'Cause I'm pretty sure that Cody
is a big-time gum-chewer.

Yeah, me too.

I called dad earlier.

You don't mind?

Not at all, you talk to him.

Okay, thanks, mom.

I love you.

I love you, sweetie.

My sweet girl.

Hey!

What is with your family
and sneaking up on people?

How's it going?

I'm done.

I sent a draft off to my agent.

Congrats!

How do you celebrate?

With wine.

Just a glass, though.

Hemingway would be
very disappointed.

What are you doing up so late?

Writing.

Hard to sleep
with grandma snoring.

Is that...

I thought it was the radiator.

No.

Could I ask you
a writing question?

Yeah, sure!

Where do you get
your inspiration?

Inspiration...

The fall.

The fall.

- Like the season?
- No, no, not the season.

Like, from pain.

You know, going through
hard times.

'Cause when you think about it,

what do you really know
about yourself

unless you've been through
something really dark, right?

I mean, that's what it means
to be human,

and that's storytelling.

- Like heartbreak.
- Yes!

That's number one
on life's crappy hit list.

Yeah, it sucks.

Don't I know it.

Really?

Yeah.

I've had my heart broken,
many times. Badly!

And it's not just...
girlfriends.

I mean, family can be...

Brutal.

Yeah, harsh.

But you got a good one,
you're lucky.

One of the traps
a lot of writers fall into

is they think what's in here

is the same as what's out there.

What's out there is messy

and... and complicated,

and painful and beautiful,

and...

If you have the courage
to embrace that,

that amazing chaos,

that's gonna elevate
your writing.

It's gonna make your characters
come to life.

Yeah, well, nothing I write

is gonna get my parents
back together.

Maybe not.

But if you let it,

maybe it'll bring you
back together.

Would you read
some of my stories?

They're super short, and...

I'd really love
some advice from a pro.

Yes, I'd be honoured.

Absolutely, thank you.

Well, I better get to bed.

- Thanks, Jack.
- Night.

Hey...

There's this...

Christmas thing in town.

I'm sure my mom
would love to go.

Well, I was thinking
all of us maybe.

Yeah, sure, that'd be fun.

Cool.

Hey, Jack?

If you and my mom ever...

You know...

Don't break her heart, okay?

She's not a writer.

And don't chew gum, either.

Chew gum.

- Trust me. We good?
- We good.

Night.

See ya.

Hi, Charlotte.
It's Jack Manning.

I need a little assist
with something.

You know, you were right.

This... this is fun.

I told you.

But you want real fun,

there is dancing
at the pavilion.

Really?

Oh, by the way,

your surprise is all set
for tomorrow.

Thank you for your help
with that.

Smile!

- It's Christmas.
- Yeah!

- Hey.
- Hi.

Andrew wants to show me
a night walk.

Can I catch up
with you guys later?

Of course,
we'll be at the pavilion.

Well, goodbye, Cody.
Hello, Andrew.

- Shall we?
- Well, yes, let's...

Lead the way.

Pavilion, right?

Yep, the pavilion.

Before this goes any further,
Jack,

I have to ask you a question.

Okay.

Grace is strong,
but she's still vulnerable,

and I need to know,

are you Bo Daniels
or Tucker Casey?

Those are characters
in my books.

Are you a saint
or a scoundrel?

Because if you're a player,

I am kindly asking you
to skip this turn.

A player?

Helen, I'm not even
in the game.

You want to know the truth?

I like your daughter.

I really do.

And every moment
I spend with her...

I understand why
you named her Grace,

because she is.

What are you waiting for, Jack?

Ask her to dance!

- Hey.
- Hey.

- I noticed you weren't dancing.
- No.

And you know,
I'm not dancing either.

So, maybe you'd like to...

- I would love to!
- Dance?

All right, yeah, I'll just...

I haven't done this
in a long time.

Me neither.

Should we...

Talk about last night?

I don't know what to say.

You could say it was nice.

It was nice.

It was better than nice.

So, Lexi tells me that you're
reading some of her stories.

Yeah, she's...

She's really talented.

I hope she sticks with it.

Well, whatever you said to her
last night,

it definitely encouraged her.

What did she say
that we talked about?

Heartbreaks...

and how they fuel
the writer's imagination.

Yeah, it's true.

But you know,

I'm learning that the opposite
is true, too.

Well...

Okay, keep your eyes closed,
everybody. Eyes closed.

Eyes closed, watch your step!

Watch your step.

This feels familiar.

Here we go, one more step.
Here we go, okay.

Eyes closed, no peeking,
no peeking and...

Surprise!

Would you look at that!

It was a wreck before!

Anybody up for a sleigh ride?

We used to do this as a kid.

My father...

How did you know?

I overheard Lexi and Helen
talking about it,

so I made some calls.

This town is incredibly helpful
when it comes to surprises.

I don't know what to say.

You don't have to say anything.

- Shall we?
- Yeah.

Oh, my god! Look at that!
It's amazing!

Well, my mom
is firmly ensconced

in front of
"It's a wonderful life",

and I don't think wild horses
or a sleigh pulled by them

could drag Lexi away
from texting Andrew.

Well, it's their loss,

because I think that fire
is the best fire

I've ever made
in my entire life.

Lucky me!

That's good.

It's from a can.

It's just how I like it.

You know, the sleigh ride
earlier really took me back.

It was from another lifetime.

Your dad seems like he was
a great guy.

He was, and...

So are you.

No.

I'm a plagiarist.

I mean, that was his idea.
I just stole it.

No, you made it happen.

I just thought it was time

somebody did something nice
for you.

Well, thank you.

Dad's here!

What?

Your ex is here?

I have no idea why,

and I should maybe...

I'm gonna have to take care
of this.

Yeah, sure.

Sorry.

Should I...

Maybe I'll just give you
some time.

Okay, yeah.

I'll be... here.

Oh, my god, okay.

Hey, dad!

There's my girl.

Tom, what are you doing here?

It's Christmas.

I want to be with my family.

Well, you shouldn't have
with all the gifts and...

Please, I want to spoil
my girls.

Hey, I even got something
for Helen.

Well, I didn't get you
anything.

Just being here is enough.

Honey, your father and I need
to speak for a moment, okay?

Tom, please?

Why are you here?

Because I love you.

Because I love my family.

You made your choice.

Look, I was stupid, okay?

I was so stupid, and I am...

I'm so sorry.

If I could take it all back,
I would,

but I'm not giving up
on 18 years, Grace,

not for one mistake.

Please, don't give up on me.

Look, I'm here now,

and that is what is important.

Tom!

Well, I'll be.

Who says the devil
doesn't celebrate Christmas?

I miss that wit.

Christmas is about
being with the family,

and I am very lucky to have
such special ladies in my life.

Where's Jack?

He's upstairs.

Who's Jack?

Jack Manning.

He's our daughter's
favourite author.

There was a mix-up
at the leasing office,

and he ended up sharing
the chalet with us.

Yeah, he's the one that wrote
the "Star-Crossed" series.

Handsome as he is charming.
I'll go get him.

Well...

You're leaving?

I can't stay.

Yes, you can.
Tom knows you're here.

It's not just about this
really awkward situation.

Then, what?

My dad left us,

and every Christmas,
I only had one wish.

That he'd come back,
say he was sorry,

and that he would love us again.

I never got my wish.

So, if that means
that I have to leave

in order for a family to stay together,
then that's what I'm gonna do.

Now I know where Bo Daniels
gets his nobility from.

I'm nothing like him.

No, you are far better!

Would you make sure
that Grace gets this?

You know, when the time
is right.

I just wish
things were less complicated.

Me too.

Merry Christmas.

- Where's Jack?
- His agent called.

He said he had to go back
to the city.

Really? On Christmas?

What a shame.

I was really looking forward
to meeting this charming writer.

I'm sure he's got some fancy
parties to attend.

You know, they lead
these adventurous lives,

like Hemingway, Kerouac,
Hunter S. Thompson.

Yeah, Jack's nothing
like them, though, dad.

He asked me
to give this to you.

I just need a minute.

Jack!

So, what you and your mom
been up to?

- We went on a sleigh ride!
- A sleigh ride, really?

Yeah, Jack took us.

Yeah, your mother always
loved horses.

Yeah, weren't you,
gonna get her one?

Lexi, we live in the middle
of Manhattan.

What are we gonna do
with a horse?

Let me just clarify something,
Jack who just left, he is just...

just a friend, right?

What does it matter to you?

Well, Helen, it matters
because it's Christmas,

and it's not exactly a great
time to parade a new boyfriend

in front of our daughter.

What would be
a better time, Tom?

Maybe at Lexi's next dental
appointment.

With, what was her name,
Chelsea?

Mama, don't.

What does that mean, dad?

Did you cheat on mom?

Lexi...

Did you cheat on mom?!

Dad!

Yeah.

I made a huge mistake,

which I deeply regret.

This whole time, I...

I blamed you.

I'm so sorry.

I... I'm so sorry!

Sweetie, sweetie, it's okay.

Your father and I
love you very much.

Yeah, that'll never change.

Lexi, look at me.
Look at me.

Hey, we're just the background.

You're the beauty.

Yeah.

When you're...
when you're ready to talk,

you know where to find me.

I'm sorry.

Oh, sweetheart.

Charlotte?

Charlotte!

Up here!

Do you know of any other places
around here to rent?

It's the holiday season.
Everyone's booked solid.

Why, what happened?

Grace's ex-husband.

Even a room, I just need it
for a couple nights.

We have the room above
the store.

Yours, no charge,
what do you say?

I'll take it, thank you.

Can't leave, huh?

This place has a way.

I can leave, just...

Not at Christmas.

Grace, please don't take
my leaving as an escape,

but more of a concession.

I never equated love
with Christmas,

but you and your family
have proven otherwise.

In return, I want to give you
the respect that you deserve.

Maybe we were always destined
to be Star-Crossed.

Yours, Jack.

Jack!

Powerful stuff.

You know, I thought I had seen
your best heart stuff, too.

If only it were mine.

You think it'll give you
any leverage?

And then some!

But I do have
just one suggestion.

What?

Just hear me out.

We've been on this roller-coaster,
this emotional roller-coaster

for this whole time
with the father and son.

Don't you just think they should
reconcile in the end?

I mean, the son's been looking
for the father this whole time!

Don't you want him to find him?

Life doesn't always work out.

Okay, but something
to restore the family,

metaphorically at least.

I mean, otherwise, Jack,
it's a bit of a downer.

Okay, look,
I'm feeling like

we need a little epilogue,

a little saving grace for
the reader to walk away with.

It's in there, trust me.

Okay, not convincing you.

Let's run it up the flagpole
with the publishers.

Merry Christmas, Steve.

Merry Christmas, Jack.

Saving grace...

You okay?

Yes, of course!

Honey, I'm with you,
and it's Christmas!

I'm talking about Jack.

Oh, honey, you know, sometimes

happy endings
only happen in books.

Besides, crushes make us
stronger, right?

All is not lost.

What is it?

Andrew said
the store is closed.

Why are they burning candles?

They always keep a candle
in the window

to honour the original owner.

Yeah, but there are two!

Just like...

Like Jack!

Jack!

Jack!

Jack!

Jack!

What are you doing here?

Well, we went
for a hot chocolate, and...

I saw the candles.

It's like your book.

- What about Tom?
- Tom went back to the city.

Jack, I'm not much of a writer,

but I know how I want
this story to end.

And how's that?

The girl tells the boy
that she loves him.

And...

They fall into a kiss
that's only for a moment,

but that lasts for a lifetime.

You're one hell of a writer.

Well, I think I'm learning
from the best.

So, what do you say?

Will you come back
to the chalet with me?

I never left.

Sockies!
Thank you very much!

Thank you very much!

RIP-FIXES-SYNC
by VaVooM