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- ♪ But now I know what my heart wants you to bring ♪

♪ So please just fall in love with me ♪

♪ This Christmas, there's nothing else ♪

- Well, here you are, sir. - Oh, thank you.

- Here you go. My lovely wife.

Here. You take this.

And...

cheers to your fifth year here.

I will drink to that.

Cheers. - Cheers.

So Wyatt, any big plans for the holidays?

Oh, are you finally gonna meet Lindsey's parents?

- Oh, um, Lindsey and I broke up in October.

- Oh. Hugh, you didn't tell me that.

- Oh, I didn't know.

- Wyatt, I am so sorry. - Mm.

- What did you expect him to do?

They were getting too serious. - What, is that true?

Is that why the two of you broke up?

- Maybe?

Or maybe it was the nonstop trips to the Cape.

Or maybe it was the five-star restaurants

that we had to go to every other night.

Honestly, I just wanted a nice, quiet weekend at home

once in a while without all the fuss.

And now you have it.

- But what are you gonna do for Christmas?

Why don't you come over to the house?

- That's very, very sweet of you to offer,

but I think I might be going home this year.

- Your mother must be thrilled to have you coming home.

- Honestly, I'm--I'm not too excited about going home.

I'm still kind of on the fence. - Wait, is everything okay?

- Um... I don't know.

My mom seems to be having a hard time lately,

especially this year,

and well, it's been a while since my father passed away,

so I really don't know what's going on with her.

- Mm-hmm. - Well...

I hope you take your laptop with you.

Get some work done while you're there.

- Don't you worry.

I'm gonna bring all my work with me.

I just thought probably the best time to do this

was around the holidays while I can.

With your blessing, of course, sir.

- Of course you have his blessing.

- Truly, I wouldn't go if I thought

there was any other choice.

- Beautiful horse ranch in a snowy Colorado mountain?

Warm cider by the fire? Ooh, yeah, that sounds awful.

- I know, beautiful horse ranch,

or dried-up wishing well these days.

We shall see.

And my mother would throw every single penny

of her retirement into that wishing well if I let her.

- Oh, well, be a good son and go help her out then.

Come on, Mr. Clancy.

Come spin me around the dance floor.

Au revoir!

♪ ♪

Good morning.

- Morning.

- I've come bearing tea and good news.

- Santa's getting us a new sleigh.

- No, Wyatt's coming home for Christmas.

- That's wonderful. When does he get in?

- As far as I know, he'll be here tomorrow.

- Wow, this is the first Christmas he's been back

in, how long?

Like four or five years? - That's right.

I went to see him two Christmases ago,

but that's it.

You know, I was really starting to wonder

if he was ever gonna come home.

- Thanks. - Thank you.

- Heath, have you even met Wyatt yet?

- Nope, no, I've only been here on the ranch, what?

Three years?

But I do know that you dated Deb's successful son

back in high school, didn't you?

- Yeah, yeah, I dated Wyatt in high school

till junior year.

But it feels like a lifetime ago.

- It sure does.

Boy, it's gonna be nice to have him home.

- That is if we accept his apology

upon return, huh, Dash?

- Wyatt knows Dash? - He should.

It's his horse.

Was his horse before he took off

and left us all here high and dry.

I mean, the last few times Wyatt came back,

he wouldn't even come see Dasher.

He basically stayed at the hotel in town.

That's my tea.

- Wyatt can be a bit of a loner.

- Not when we were growing up, he wasn't.

- Well, you two were inseparable.

- Don't you think Sam might be jealous

with Wyatt being home and him still out of the country?

Somehow, I don't think so.

- He could help fix the carriage sled, though.

He knows it well. - Oh, no!

You couldn't fix it? - No, it's holding on for now.

But we should be back in business tomorrow.

If you want, I'll blast it to the mailing list.

- Okay. Thanks, hon.

- That's what I'm here for, Deb.

Okay, Snow.

Let's get out there and see... - Uh...

Heath doesn't know about Wyatt?

- Well, what was I supposed to say?

"By the way, my son's gay too. You're two of a kind"?

- No, but does Wyatt know about Heath?

- Oh, gosh, Wyatt only calls to make sure I'm exercising

and taking those stupid supplements he sends me.

Honestly, I've never had a chance to tell him about Heath.

- Well, at least he's still looking out for you.

- I know. It's so sweet.

My baby's taking care of me. - Hmm.

- Here. To stay warm.

All right, next stop, Santa's workshop.

♪ ♪

The stables back there are for the reindeer,

not the horses, and this is Santa's workshop.

- ♪ Won't you take me home for Christmas? ♪

♪ Show me around your town ♪

♪ Take me where you used to watch ♪

♪ The snow come down ♪

♪ All of your traditions, I wanna know them all ♪

♪ You'll check every box off of my list ♪

♪ If you take me home for Christmas ♪

- ♪ Take me home ♪

♪ Take me home ♪

♪ Take me home ♪

♪ ♪

- Hey! Oh!

- Oh, hey, Mom. - Aww.

- Good to see you too. - What has it been?

Two years? - Oh.

We just FaceTimed two months ago.

- It's not the same as hugging your kid.

Maybe you'll have kids of your own one day

and you'll understand.

So how are things in Manhattan? - Good, good.

Everything's good. - And things with Lindsey?

- We broke up. - Oh, no.

You must've broken his heart.

From what you said, he was crazy about you.

- Well, I'm sure he's crazy about someone else by now.

Kid's got a lot of growing up to do.

What about you? Any irons in the fire?

- Oh, yes, just a revolving door of men.

What about Carlos? You still seeing him?

- Carlos? No, what?

You know Carlos retired three years ago?

- Okay, that's not exactly what I asked, but...

- Oh, honey, it's just so nice to have you home.

Oh, sh--

- All right. - Uh-oh.

- Not much has changed around here.

It still smells like horse crap and pine cones.

Who's that over by the carriage?

- Oh, that's Heath.

He's been working on the ranch for a few years.

He and Blake are thick as thieves.

- Oh, really? Traitor.

- Well, everybody in town just adores him.

And he's kept the place going. - Going?

Going? What's going around here?

Didn't seem like Hank is very good at his job.

- Well, you know, it's still early

and we haven't had a lot of snowfall this December.

- Sure, yeah. That's it.

- All right, so why did you really come home?

Did you come home for Christmas,

or did you come home to check on me?

- Do you mind if we talk about this after I have a shower

over some dinner?

I stink. - All right.

Well, leave your fancy shoes out here

and I'll hose them off.

And try to relax! You're home.

- Okay, okay.

- Hey, what'd you bring me? - Hey.

It's a cranberry kale salad. - Mmm, looks like Christmas.

That's what I was going for.

Hey, did Wyatt make it in okay? - I guess.

Uh, I was out on the sleigh ride all afternoon,

and then I fed the horses, showered,

so I haven't been up to the ranch house yet.

- Wait, so you haven't met him yet?

Ooh.

It's gonna be good.

- No, don't tell me.

Is he one of those guys who makes little homophobic jokes

without knowing it makes them look homophobic?

Is he? 'Cause that's awkward.

- Um, no. Not really.

- So you think we'll get along?

- I think I'm here for it either way.

Come on. - All right.

- Hi, Deb. Brought a salad.

- Oh, thank you, Blake. - And I brought wine.

- So sweet. - Where's Wyatt?

- He's just grabbing a quick shower.

- Washing off the stink of the city?

Nope.

Just some good, ol' horse manure.

- Ah, Sugar Cube! - Snow Pea!

Oh, look at you. - Hi. Thanks.

- Right, 'cause Nutmeg loves snow peas

and Dasher loves sugar cubes.

Dasher used to be your horse. - Used to be?

He still is. - Does he know that?

So tell me everything.

What's new? What's going on?

How is Sam?

Is he still with Doctors Without Borders?

- Mm-hmm, he is. I'm fine, Sam's fine.

- And where is ol' Dr. Berry anyhow?

- Oh, he's still in South Africa.

Yeah.

I was hoping he'd make it back for Christmas,

but it's not looking so good. - Oh, I'm sorry.

That's a bummer. And you must be Hank.

- Heath. - Heath, Heath.

I don't know why I wanna keep calling you Hank.

I hope you don't mind if I mess it up sometimes.

- If you do that, can I call you Sugar Cube?

- I will work on getting it right next time.

So Mom, can I help you with anything?

Oh, you remembered my favorite,

spiced maple walnut cheesecake--

- Ah, ah, ah, you can have as much as you want to

after dinner.

- Great, I'll set the table. - Oh, no, no.

You sit down. I'll take care of it.

Do you want me to open this bottle?

Oh, this is actually terrible.

You literally cannot drink this.

- Yeah, I brought the terrible wine.

- Oh.

No, I didn't, um...

I'm sorry. - It's okay.

This is thick sheepskin.

- He got horse manure on his fancy shoes

and I think he might be a little bit cranky.

Let's have dinner.

The wine's good, son. - Hmm, glad you like it.

Hugh had it sent special just for you.

- Wow.

So how is that promotion coming?

- I'm actually in the middle of this really exciting proposal

for a western expansion.

I've got this angel investor in Denver who's really into it.

- And what is it you do, Wyatt?

- Financial planning and venture capital.

- He's a VP of financial planning

who's well-known for bringing in angel investors,

which is why it's hard for him to get home.

- Yeah, this is the first Christmas we've seen you

in, what, five years?

- Maybe I just wanted to get you to miss me.

- Oh, is that gonna be your excuse with Dasher tomorrow

when you say hello to him?

- Actually, I was thinking about just walking right in

with a sugar cube peace offering.

- Mm-hmm, well, I hope it comes with an apology.

- I also noticed that stunning mare outside today.

I didn't know you got yourself a new draft, Mom.

It must've cost a pretty penny. - Snowbelle's mine.

I brought her with me when we moved onto the ranch.

- You live here too?

- Heath moved into the stable house last year.

He fixed everything up. He redid the plumbing,

he helps me out with Nutmeg and down at the vet clinic.

- Wow, a regular jack-of-all-trades.

- Yeah, venture capital's up next.

Better watch out.

- Heath has been a real blessing on the ranch

since Carlos retired.

- Well, we love being here too,

especially Snow.

She and Dasher are fairly inseparable.

They're very much in love, you know?

- They're in love. Did they tell you that?

Well, it's true, Wyatt.

Snowbelle freaked out the other day

when we were giving Dash his shot.

She's completely out of control and overprotective.

It's something to see.

- And he follows her everywhere she goes.

It's really the cutest thing.

It's like a true equine romance on the ranch.

I mean, Christmas carriage riders

just eat it up on the ranch.

- I'm just surprised that Dasher isn't too old

to carry that sleigh anymore.

- Oh, he's just 15.

And you know Dash lives for the ride.

- Yeah, I wouldn't worry too much.

I mean, Dash is a work horse.

He's got, like, a good one or two years left in him still.

- And a lot more than some of our woodland critters do.

The gingerbreads are on their last leg, Deb.

I mean, another storm and they won't make it,

so we might...

- Oh, no.

Well, maybe we could think about getting some new ones.

- Or we could think about just

retiring the carriage ride altogether.

Hmm?

What? - Wyatt.

Why would you say that?

- Uh...

This ranch is prime real estate today.

Maybe it's time we think about finally selling it.

- You think that we should sell the family ranch?

The home that you grew up in? - Oh, come on, Mom.

Don't say it like that.

You know that you can't take care of this place

on our own anymore.

Why not move into the city? Or town?

Get yourself a little house?

- Wyatt, this is your mother's home.

- And she's not taking care of it alone.

- Okay, thank you so much for your input.

I actually brought a few comps for you to take a look at.

So this is the going rate for an old ranch like this one.

And the way that this one is bleeding itself dry,

we'd probably have another year in it tops.

So... this might not be the right time to do this,

but I just wanted you to have it.

- So, um, this is why you came home for Christmas?

To tell me to sell? - Of course not.

No, no, that's not-- that's not the only reason.

I--Mom, I know how hard it is on you.

- You don't know how hard anything's been on me, son.

You haven't been here. I, um...

Please forgive me.

I just...

I think I'm gonna call it a night.

- Mom, I didn't-- I didn't--

- No, it's fine.

If you get cold, there's some blankets in the chest

at the end of the bed.

Good night, kids.

- Well, at least you were right

about the wine I brought not being good.

You really dated that guy in school?

Ugh.

♪ ♪

Hmm.

♪ ♪

♪ ♪

Hey, Dash. You missed me?

What's he so mad about?

I didn't know horses held grudges.

- Oh, so you can talk to horses

and you can tell when they're angry,

but not when they're madly in love.

- I wasn't--I didn't-- I don't actually believe

that he thinks about that kind of stuff.

- Maybe some don't. Maybe they just feel it.

- Humans are incapable

of loving one person their entire life.

And a stallion, especially during breeding season,

I assure you does not know the meaning of the word.

- Wow, I think you just found

your perfect Christmas card greeting.

Why did you come here to work?

And I know it's not for the money.

- Some of us just like being here.

Not everyone needs more.

♪ ♪

- I looked over the proposal. - Oh.

- And if you wanna sell, fine.

But if I do it, I'm doing it for you, not me.

- Okay, Mom. Look.

I'm sorry to just spring it on you like this,

but property taxes are coming up,

and of course, I don't mind helping out.

It's just...

I'm not so sure that you're still happy here.

I mean, what exactly are we holding on for?

- What do you mean I'm not happy?

- I saw your garden on the way up.

You let it go.

- It's winter. No one gardens.

- You used to mulch it and cover it during the winter.

Now it's just a pile of snow.

And your potted hydrangeas on the porch.

I'm pretty sure they're dead too.

- They're not dead. They're hibernating.

- Fine.

When was the last time that you had friends over for dinner?

Okay, fine.

I don't want you paying the taxes anymore.

You work too hard, and it's not fair,

and it--it seems like you don't even like coming here anymore.

Maybe it is time to let the place go.

- Hey, I need you to know that I didn't just come here

to try to get you to sell the ranch.

I came because I missed you.

And in some weird way,

I felt like you really needed me here this year.

Well, yeah.

And you're right.

- Did Carlos ever do anything with that lot next to us?

I thought he was gonna put a house on it.

- I don't know what Carlos is doing with that lot

other than letting ragweed grow all over it.

- Okay, one this way.

Now go with your arms like this.

Yeah, that's it. Wait a minute.

- Hank's holiday cheer strikes again.

- Hey, hey. You should be nicer to him.

He really has been a savior here since Carlos retired.

- Mm, well, he certainly loves swooping in

and being everyone's savior.

- Oh, my goodness.

I have never known you to be jealous.

But that sounds like jealousy. - Pfft.

I'm not jealous.

The guy's a horse whisperer.

I seduce millionaires for all they're worth.

So, Deb.

I really hope you said no to your son.

- Actually, not that it's any of your business

as this is a family affair that does not concern you,

but if you must know, yes, she is considering it.

- I meant you can't consider letting your son pay for cocoa.

Have as much as you want. It's on the house.

Mmm, delicious.

Oh, oh. You meant the ranch.

Yeah, you shouldn't sell that either, Deb.

It wouldn't be good for the horses or the ranch.

Or the business. - Business?

Business. What business?

Are you talking about that tired, old holiday sleigh ride?

How many customers have you had today?

Was it just the three of them?

And we both know that kids get in for free,

so what is that, 20 bucks?

- Okay, so the carriage ride isn't as much of a moneymaker

as it used to be. So what?

Next year, we're gonna make a killing on this ranch.

- And how do you propose to do that?

Because holiday profits are a bust.

- Well, Heath has an idea

that we could start teaching riding lessons again.

- And use the free stalls for horse boarding as well.

There are plenty of people inside the county line

who would want to board here.

- This place was and always will be a money pit,

so even if you come up with some clever,

creative magical way to bring gross revenues up by 50 %,

we will still be 50 in the hole.

So please tell me, where does that money come from?

You let me know.

♪ ♪

- ♪ O Christmas tree, o Christmas tree ♪

- That guy's completely impossible.

He called the ranch a money pit.

What kind of guy drops a bomb like that on his mom

at Christmas?

Okay, uh...

I didn't mention it before because it's not my business,

but...

Wyatt is paying to keep the ranch going.

What?

- Yeah.

Wyatt took over paying the mortgage

and the property taxes on the ranch

over three years ago now.

- I'm sorry, are you telling me

that Wyatt is the one keeping us afloat?

- Uh-huh.

He's paying your salary every month, my vet visits,

not to mention Deb's ever-growing pile of bills.

I just...

I can't believe I didn't realize it.

I mean, yeah, it makes sense now.

Of course. - Hey.

Wyatt didn't want Deb to throw away

her entire retirement on the ranch,

so he took over the payments.

He does care.

Even if he is a Scrooge. - Well, fine.

But it doesn't change the fact that he's trying to destroy

the one thing his family worked so hard to build.

Doesn't he know how much it's gonna crush his mother?

- Yeah, I think he just believes

he's doing what's best for her, you know?

- Yeah, yeah, 'cause he thinks he knows everything.

Everything.

- He can't just roll into town 'cause he's this rich city kid

now and start calling the shots.

I'm not gonna let him.

- What are you gonna do about it?

I'll prove him wrong.

Yeah.

Oh, look.

Aren't these just lovely?

- Look. - Yeah.

- Stables don't have their own stove?

Oh, sorry.

I didn't mean to actually scare you.

Are you okay? - Yeah.

I'll just go back to the stable house where I belong

and put this under some ice water.

- I said I'm sorry. Can I take a look?

- I brought your mom an arrangement from town.

And I was gonna sit out by the tree with some tea

because I don't have a tree at the stable house.

- It's gotta be cool or lukewarm.

It can't be ice water.

Will you follow me to the sink, please?

- What, you have a medical degree as well?

- Just put it under there for a minute.

And no, I don't, but I did pick up a few things

from Blake's dad back in the day.

He's a doctor, you know? - Of course.

Everyone in town goes to him. He's great.

I'm not sure why he'd let his daughter date someone

as difficult as you.

- You really think I'm awful, don't you?

- I think you're in dire need of some Christmas spirit.

That's for sure. - Hmm.

You're not wrong.

I guess--

I guess I am a hard sell when it comes to Christmas.

They just play that terrible music for so long.

And after a while, the lights becoming blinding and--

and in the end,

all the holiday's really managed to do

is remind you of everything you wish you had, but don't.

- Wow, yeah, what's your big holiday wish?

A house in Cape Cod?

Your very own jet plane?

Now you sound a lot more like my ex, Lindsey, than me.

- "Lindsey."

Wow, what a lucky woman.

- Luck--man.

A lucky man.

Lindsey's a man with facial hair like you.

You're gay?

- You sound so surprised.

- But you dated Blake all through school.

- Yeah, I was confused in high school.

I--I didn't know who I was.

I knew that I loved Blake,

but I think I also knew that deep down,

the relationship had a shelf life.

- So when did you finally come out?

- Around the same time that I broke up with Blake.

I was moving to New York. I just graduated.

It wasn't easy growing up here.

Colorado clearly has its... charms.

But it also has its difficulties,

especially when it comes to small towns and locals.

- Oh, yeah. Don't I know it.

- You out around here too? Sorry.

I didn't mean to just assume that you were gay.

It's just--well, my mom told me and, um...

Well, your eyes don't lie. - What?

I didn't check you out or anything.

- I didn't say you did. I'm just saying that, uh,

when you know, you know.

- Yeah, well, I guess I should've known about you too

because if you're not that into Blake--

- "Well, then you must love men."

Yeah.

- That should be good. Here.

Why don't you wrap it in this?

- Yeah, it's--thank you.

- Good to go.

How about that tea?

- Okay.

Thank you for this.

- Well, thank you for taking care of my mom

and this whole place.

She seems to really appreciate you.

- Yeah, well, I really appreciate your mom.

And I love this place.

Never really feels like work.

- Why is that?

The ranch? Why do you love it so much?

When I was 12 years old,

my dad took off with some woman he'd met at a work conference.

I didn't really understand what that meant at the time,

but I do remember it was summer,

and the vacations we used to take as a family

suddenly stopped.

And my mom, well, she cried a lot.

I remember her crying from her room at night,

even after she thought I'd fallen asleep.

After a few months, it wasn't every night anymore,

but every other day,

it would happen again.

And I knew she wasn't any better.

And then, Christmastime came,

and I thought it would be so hard,

but one night, she bundled me up in a snowsuit

and brought us here.

I had no idea where we were going,

but when we showed up to the carriage ride...

It was like

a whole new world.

The lights and the horses,

people everywhere.

Happy people.

- Yeah.

I remember when this place was something special to the town.

To all the neighboring counties as well.

It was...

It was my father's pride and joy.

So your mom loved the place too, huh?

- She did.

We were so happy that night.

Yeah, we curled up under the blankets and--

and we were just taken away.

You know what? That Christmas,

she started getting better and better.

I think this place gave her a little hope again.

I, of course, loved this place too,

so we came back every year after.

- What does she think about you running the place now?

- She's gone.

Almost three years now.

- I'm sorry.

- Thank you.

Anyway...

I think I should get back to my place.

- Okay.

- Thank you.

- Good night. - Night.

♪ ♪

- Hey, Dash.

Good boy.

I'm sorry I've been away for so long.

♪ ♪

But you know what?

It's Christmastime,

and I think I deserve a second chance.

Yeah, I knew that would get you.

I missed you too.

- Oh, if it isn't ol' Dasher

and Mr. Sugar Cube coming out to play.

- You call me Sugar Cube, I'ma call you Apple Sauce.

Mom told me about her thing for apples.

- That's Apple Slice to you. - Sure, whatever you say.

You heading up the trail, Apple Sauce?

- Well, I gotta check if everything survived

in the storm last night.

- You mind if we tag along? - Hope you can keep up.

- Did you hear that?

♪ ♪

So right up there-- - Uh-huh.

- That's where I used to hang out when I was a kid.

- Oh, really? - Uh-huh.

And I would get all my friends together

and we would go camping and fishing all weekend long.

- Mm.

Look, I had no idea you were the one keeping this place up.

- Well, I would've kept it up

if I thought my mom could keep this place going.

- I understand you do what you have to do.

It's just... it's hard to imagine

this will all be gone someday.

- Well, nothing lasts forever, right?

- Some things do. Life, death.

The seasons changing.

Snowbelle being faster than Dash.

- Huh? - That's forever. Let's go.

- Come on. - Come on, come on.

♪ ♪

Hello?

- Ooh!

Well, if it isn't Harmony Springs' homecoming queen

coming back to pass down the crown again.

Thank you.

What are you working on? - Oh.

I'm just putting together some stuff

for this prospective realtor I spoke to this morning.

She says that we can have the ranch sold

just after the new year.

- Well, you're gonna have to stop that now

'cause we're going to the Stampede tonight,

and you are coming with us.

- Uh-uh. - Yup, yes.

You are. Come on, Deb.

You and I, we never get out.

Wyatt is finally home for Christmas

and the old gang is gonna come join us.

It'll be good for you. For all of us.

- Uh... - Mm-hmm.

Yeah? Yeah--oh!

- Well, I'm changing my clothes.

We're going dancing.

- Absolutely not. I'm gonna go take a shower.

- Uh, and put on your dancing shoes.

Come on, Wy. Deb's coming.

You have to.

- Uh, the only thing I have to do is go to sleep.

Do you have any idea how sore my legs are

from riding all day?

What--no. Answer is no.

I am not going. End of story.

Why are you still looking at me like that?

- If I'm going, you're going.

- We're really doing this? - Yup.

- Okay.

♪ ♪

- Ah, as I live and breathe!

Our star cheerleader. Wow, look at you.

You haven't aged a bit. - And I still got the moves.

Do you? - No, I don't dance anymore.

But that is what this handsome hubby is for.

Congratulations. - Aw!

The old gang back together! - It took only, what?

Like 100 years.

- She never was very good at math.

- Excuse me, I meant in dog years, duh.

'Cause you're in the doghouse

for taking too long to come home.

- All right, fine, well, how about I buy

the first round of shots to make it up to you?

- It's gonna take three to make it up to me.

Cheers.

- Mmm, mmm. - Mmm.

Whoo.

- Wait, you should've seen Wyatt back in high school.

He was Mr. Big Shot. - And Blake was Mrs. Big Shot.

- Oh, and I was just Ms. Perfect Girl in School.

No big deal. - Oh, yeah.

Lil' Ms. Perfect over here, who as I recall,

got suspended for organizing our senior skip day.

- Um, excuse me?

Just because you had perfect attendance

and got straight A's does not make you some Mr. Perfect.

- That's not the half of it.

Wyatt was wild back in high school.

- So is that why you guys were so damn crazy about me?

- But you weren't out at all then, right?

- Oh, he came out in the middle of his graduation speech

to the class.

Shocked the town with that one. - Yeah.

Only that was his coming out to me too.

I mean, we'd been broken up for a while, but...

Then he just sprung it on me with everybody else.

That's Wyatt for you.

Always knows how to take you for a real spin.

- All right, all right. I'm sorry.

I was a bit of a mess.

I was a little confused back then.

But just for the record, I was not that wild.

I was a very, very good boy.

Mostly. - It's true.

He can be a sweetie when he wants to be.

Wait, do you remember when Danny broke up with me

right before homecoming,

and Wyatt took us both to the dance together?

He took turns dancing with each of us.

But that was before Ryan and I were together.

Mm-hmm, we were just friends then.

- Also for the record, I have never danced with a boy

the way that I danced with you two that night.

- Hmm.

- Have you even danced with a boy at all,

Mr. Boot Scootin' Boogie?

- No, no, these two ladies ruined me.

I haven't been to a dance since.

- Aw. - Oh, that's too bad.

I say, let's dance. - Whoo, yes!

- I'm gonna sit this one out,

but who wants to play a little holiday horseshoe?

- You're on.

- Wait up, lover boy.

Whoo!

Whoo!

- Okay. Here we go.

- Yes!

- How do you know which way to turn?

- Oh, oh! Ha!

- Hi, can I get two sauvignon blancs, please?

- Yeah. - Thank you.

- I'll have one too. - Yes.

- So when's Sam coming home?

- He's saying not until after the new year.

- Aw, honey, I'm sorry, but it'll be before you know it.

- Deb, Blake, nice to see you both.

Now put those on my tab.

- Ah, thanks, Carlos. - Carlos, thank you.

Merry Christmas. - Well, thank you, Blake.

Merry Christmas.

- Actually, I'm gonna run to the ladies' room,

but I'll catch up with you in a few.

- Well, so how are George, and Gina, and the grandkids?

- Well, Gina's still working on her PhD online

and staying home with the kids

and George is supervising at the lumberyard,

but only a couple days a week now.

- Please tell them I said hello.

- I sure will. And Wyatt?

- Oh, actually Wyatt's here! He came home for the holidays.

He's right over there.

Well, I'll be.

- Yeah. - Finally, little fox.

That's great news. - Yeah.

- How about you? How's Ms. Deb?

- Oh, I'm just an old spinster now.

You know, I've taken up knitting and crocheting.

- A little tapestry work? - Yeah.

I, uh... I'm thinking about selling the ranch.

- What? Deb, no.

- Yeah, Wyatt thinks it's probably too much

for me to keep up, and I'm starting to think he's right.

- What about the horses?

- Well, Dasher would have to go to some stable somewhere

and the rest will just have to go elsewhere.

- Is that what you really want?

- I don't know what I want.

All I know is I don't wanna be a burden to my son.

- What do you say to a retired ranch hand

taking this old spinster for a little holiday spin?

Let's do it.

- Do you see Deb with Carlos? - Mm-hmm.

Wyatt, why don't you take Heath for a spin?

- At Stampede? Are you crazy?

No offense, but no. - Why not?

Screw what anyone else thinks.

If someone has a problem with it, they'll answer to me.

Plus, you know you love to dance.

- Sure, yeah, but not a slow dance with another dude

at a straight country barn.

- Well, then, you can dance with me.

Right now. - Mm.

- Right now. - Mm-mm-mm.

- Come on.

♪ ♪

Aw. - All right.

- You should've asked him to dance.

He doesn't wanna dance.

You're not really that clueless, are you?

- He doesn't even like me. - Wrong.

He doesn't like that

you're trying to get Deb to sell the ranch.

You, he definitely likes.

He just-- he doesn't know it yet.

The real question is, you like him too?

Your poker face is better than his.

He's obviously cute. - Mm-hmm.

- Just a bit standoffish. - That's a defense mechanism.

Heath, he's never had a boyfriend,

not that there are a lot of options in this town,

and certainly no one in his league.

- I'm not so convinced that he wants those walls broken down.

- Maybe he's just protecting his heart,

making sure you're worth it.

He's not cold-hearted like you.

- Oh, so I'm cold-hearted now. - Mmm, yeah, you--

Maybe.

- You're not still mad about what happened in high school,

are you?

- I was mad you didn't tell me, Wy.

I mean, it didn't matter that we were together.

You're my best friend.

And at some point, I was pretty sure

I knew something was up,

and thought I knew what that something was,

but I wasn't mad at you for that.

I was mad because I wanted to hear it from you,

not in front of a crowd.

- I get it. I'm sorry.

I know I can be a-- - Jerk sometimes?

- Mm-hmm. - Mm-hmm.

- Forgive me?

- I forgave you a long time ago.

Just don't make that mistake again, okay?

Next time you meet someone special,

be honest with them.

And yourself. - Okay.

- I'ma get a drink. - Oh, my God.

Wyatt. - What?

Yeah!

Ha! Yeah!

Whoo.

- There it is. - Look ahead.

- Look ahead. Don't let it leave you.

Come on, there you go.

- Come on, please. - All right.

- It'll be fun.

- All right, all right. - Come on!

♪ ♪

Whoo-hoo!

- It looks like someone's done this once or twice before.

Finally remembering your roots, Sugar Cube?

- Maybe they were just hibernating

under the snow for a while.

- Whoa! - Hey.

- Yeah, the hot water is out at the stable house.

- Cool--that's good. Um, sorry, I didn't mean to...

I just--take your time. I'll come back.

I'll use the one down the hall.

- ...A moment.

- It's--sorry. It's this way.

You're using the wrong glue.

Try this.

- Thank you. - Mm-hmm.

You know, my parents built this entire place

from the ground up.

It was just a big, beautiful, naked 100 acres

before they showed up.

- Back in '86.

With the money your dad inherited from his father

when he died in Vietnam.

- Wow, somebody knows their Burwall family history.

- Yeah, I feel like Wayne was the father

I always wished I'd had.

You know, I remember him from the rides.

He used to always tell you the difference

between a ponderosa and a lodgepole pine.

And he had this very loud, infectious laugh, didn't he?

Yes, it was a cackle.

My mom used to say that it could fill an entire room

with happy.

I used to help him man the ride when I was a kid.

- You know what? I think I remember you from it.

Did you used to wear, like, a--a tan lambskin jacket?

- Yeah. Yeah, that was me.

And a very attractive chili bowl haircut too.

Yeah.

I was a little older than you,

but I remember you at the front on the carriage, both of you.

You were good with horses too.

- Not as good as you.

- Oh, I had no idea about horses back then.

But I could tell you did. And, you know what?

I--I remember when you both stopped

manning the rides altogether.

It was... it was weird.

I'm sorry your father passed.

- Yeah, well, things change, don't they?

♪ ♪

- That wood cross,

um, with the old cowboy hat by the fence line,

your dad?

- It was his thinking spot.

I put it up there when he passed.

It's got some of his ashes too.

- It could use some tidying up.

If you wanted to pay a visit, I could help you.

- Thanks.

So what about you?

What were you like when you were a kid?

Before your dad took off? - Oh.

We moved around a lot when I was a kid.

- Uh-huh. - Yeah.

Mom and dad moved us here from Colombia

when I was 10, two years before he left.

And... we were never close to my mom's family.

In fact, I don't think she liked them very much.

She never really spoke about them when we moved.

- Well, it sounds like the two of you

did a pretty good job on your own.

Yeah, we did.

We found a home here in Harmony Springs,

so I guess life, in the end, took us where we belonged.

- And what about boyfriends? You ever have any of those?

- Yeah, I've never been a heartbreaker like you.

- Uh, excuse me?

And what's that supposed to mean?

- Well, when I found out you were gay,

I asked Blake about your ex, and she ended up

telling me about Max, and Steve, John--

Okay.

- Pretty much everyone after Blake.

- I asked if you ever had one.

- Yes, there was someone back in college.

Cameron.

But he wasn't really my boyfriend,

so I don't--I don't think so.

- Why not?

- I thought it was something, but turns out,

it was something different for him.

I had this big holiday day to plan for us

over Christmas break.

I got bison chili, and cheap champagne,

and blankets,

and I put up a projector outside of the dorm

to watch old Christmas movies.

- Oh, that's so sweet.

Did you have "A Christmas Story"?

- Oh, yeah, and "It's a Wonderful Life."

My favorite.

Anyway, some of his buddies saw me trying to surprise him

and they started calling us names.

He freaked out.

He pretended like he didn't know me

to save himself from being outed.

- That's awful. What an ass.

- Yeah, but it's on me too.

I knew he wasn't out.

I thought doing something special for him

would make him change his mind

or see things differently.

I was stupid.

I really thought I loved him, you know?

That doesn't sound much like love, does it?

- No. No, that definitely doesn't.

- I got kicked in the gut,

so it's made it hard for me to talk to guys.

- Well, you're talking to me just fine.

Anyhow, screw Cameron.

You deserve a lot better than that.

♪ ♪

All right.

Hmm, they still look broken.

Broken, but happy to have each other.

♪ All is calm ♪

♪ All is bright ♪

♪ 'Round yon virgin ♪

♪ Mother and child ♪

♪ Holy infant ♪

♪ So tender and mild ♪

♪ Sleep in ♪

♪ Heavenly peace ♪

♪ Sleep in ♪

♪ Heavenly peace ♪

♪ ♪

♪ Silent night ♪

♪ ♪

- Evening. - Oh, Carlos.

- It was nice dancing with you the other night.

- Yeah, that was really lovely.

No, it was nice to catch up.

Old times with old friends.

- Well, I'd like to do it again.

Maybe take you out to dinner sometime soon?

- Oh, um, it's probably not a good time.

- Because you're selling the ranch?

Deb, I tried calling you a bunch of times.

You're always busy.

You can't always have some excuse, Deb.

I know we both feel the same way,

so why'd you stop taking my calls?

I retired hoping that we could, I don't know,

find something special for us.

- It's just hard. - Look.

I loved Wayne too, so of course I felt guilty

when I started having feelings for you after he passed,

but it was years later.

I only ever wanted to help you through it--

- And you did help me.

And I...

I realize it was 15 years ago since he died,

but it feels like yesterday.

I don't know. I just...

puts me in a dark place.

- Of course. I get it.

It happened to my Clara too, you know?

But we can't suffer alone forever either.

I mean, Wayne would've wanted you to be happy again.

- Oh. - So great to see you.

Such a lovely call the other day about the ranch too.

You know, I am just so excited about the idea

of being your realtor.

- Oh, well, thank you, Suzanne.

- I do wanna talk about the asking price, though,

as it's a bit steep.

Maybe we could throw a horse into the offer

to sweeten the deal. - Oh, uh--

- Actually, I'm so sorry to interrupt,

but I think we might already have our buyer.

Yeah, uh, my boss.

He's got this whole race track idea

and a angel investor

who's willing to pay double what it's worth.

So thank you so much. - Wow.

Really, Wyatt?

- Merry Christmas.

- Hey. - Hey, Ma.

Need a hand? - Oh, that's sweet.

But I'm fine.

- Now who wants to go on a winter wonderland adventure?

- I do. - Yay!

- So, uh,

you and Heath, huh?

- What about me and Heath? - Oh, please.

A mother always knows. - Okay.

Well, what about you and Carlos?

I saw the two of you talking the other night,

and then dancing all slow and dreamy-like.

- It was just one dance,

and, you know, I got to ask him about his lot,

and that's all.

- Uh-huh, keep your secrets.

I'll be inside working if you need me.

I'm still trying to get this promotion over here.

Gotta finish the proposal and get this place sold.

Does it have to be a race track?

- Unless you can come up with a better idea,

find me a richer investor.

Oh.

♪ ♪

- Looks like someone had fun

dancing with Carlos the other night.

You sound like Wyatt.

It was fine.

- I'm just saying I haven't seen you smile like that

in such a long time.

- Well, I'm happy because Wyatt's home.

I did tell Carlos that we were selling the ranch

and he seemed really sad.

- You know, we could still save this ranch if you wanted to.

We just need a little bit of faith.

And one big idea.

- Do you have any better ideas than some big,

fancy moneymaking race track?

- Well, I could keep going to church

and standing up screaming on chairs

to help keep bringing in the locals.

Wyatt's probably right.

He always is. He's like his father that way.

Me, I hold onto things too long.

Get too close to them. - And what's wrong with that?

- Well, apparently that's how you end up old and alone.

I'm not so convinced that Wyatt's dealt with

Wayne's passing in such a healthy way either.

I think he brushes things under the rug sometimes

because it's easier than dealing with the pain.

And he's doing the same with the ranch now.

- He gets that from me.

But regardless, he's right.

The ranch won't survive like this.

- Like I said, one good idea.

- You mean like the date you planned for my son

down by the stables tonight?

I snuck down there.

I saw what you were up to all day.

- Well, he covered and saved your dying hydrangeas

from a cold and bitter winter.

He can't be a total loss.

No, he's not.

- Do you mind?

Me taking out your son?

- Oh, honey, there is no one I would rather.

- Hey.

Dinner's almost ready. You hungry?

- I'll just be a few minutes.

This stupid graphics program is throwing me for a loop.

- Graphic design? - Mm-hmm.

- That was my major.

- Oh.

What is it?

It's the proposal for the race track

to help sell to my boss' buyer.

- Oh. And you want my help on this?

- I didn't ask for it.

- Fine, but I'm only doing it because it's you

and because it seems like we have no other choice.

Let's see.

What is this?

Well, maybe your angel investor would want

a full-time winter wonderland

for every season?

- Maybe.

No horse riding camp?

I mean, this plan is not very good.

You talk to Blake about

where we can place Nutmeg once we've sold?

- I haven't even thought about where I'm gonna put Dasher.

- I feel like he and Snow should stay together

if we can figure it out.

Unless we can figure out a way to save this place, you and me.

- Mm, and how do you propose to do that?

- Well, he says we just need one good idea.

- Or maybe a few in this case.

Oh, I meant to ask you, where'd you find Snowbelle?

Draft white mares are hard to come by.

- I started taking riding lessons in this little place

outside of Denver when I was about 12.

It just became a thing I love to do,

even more than hanging out with my own friends.

- I remember the feeling.

Drink up.

Y'all.

- What's the rush?

Why are we out so late? It's freezing.

- It's a surprise. - Ah.

Hold up.

When did you...

♪ ♪

This is incredible.

- Blake said you never got to dance with a boy,

and you never asked me to dance, so...

I'm asking you.

- ♪ Northern lights ♪

♪ In our skies ♪

♪ Plants that grow and ♪

♪ Open your mind ♪

- Come on, come on. - I'm gonna go get some punch.

- Come on. - You start.

- ♪ How we all got here ♪

♪ Nobody knows ♪

♪ These are real things ♪

♪ ♪

♪ These are real things ♪

♪ Oh, what a world ♪

♪ Don't wanna leave ♪

♪ All kinds of magic all around us ♪

♪ It's hard to believe ♪

♪ Thank God it's not ♪

♪ Too good to be true ♪

♪ Oh, what a world ♪

♪ And then there is you ♪

♪ ♪

♪ And then there is you ♪

♪ ♪

- Your heart's beating really fast.

♪ ♪

- That's on you.

♪ ♪

- ♪ Christmas eve ♪

- Merry Christmas. - Merry Christmas.

Thank you.

You're welcome.

♪ ♪

- So what is it that you love so much about Christmas?

- If we treated every day of the year

with the kind of love, and goodness, magic--

the kind you only see at Christmastime,

where would the world be?

- I like that.

Where to next? - Anywhere you wanna go.

I'm in.

♪ ♪

- This is bringing back so many memories.

I remember when Dad got that Santa back there.

He was so proud.

- May I ask, um, is that why you stopped doing the rides?

Your father?

- Yeah.

Yeah, after he passed, it just hurt too much.

It was always something we did together.

But in spite of it all,

I'm still really gonna miss this place.

- Hey, this place had a really good run, didn't it?

And you guys did make something special here.

- Yeah. Yeah, we sure did.

I'd almost forgotten.

I thought I was choosing greener pastures

when I left Harmony Springs.

Now, I'm not so sure.

- It's not always about finding a greener pasture.

Sometimes you just have to find a way

to farm the pastures you already have.

- How are you feeling about all this?

- I'm worried about Snowbelle and what's next.

♪ ♪

Maybe you won't have to.

♪ ♪

- So, um, what was this for?

- It's for Heath, and he's gonna love it.

- I have never seen you do anything like this

for a guy before.

- You're not in New York. You don't have a spy cam.

You don't know what I do for my dates and my boyfriends.

- Well, have you done anything like this?

I'm just saying.

I think it's wonderful,

and what he did for you last night was so special.

- All right, don't go all maudlin on me, Mother.

- So what are you gonna do after the holidays

when you have to go?

- I don't know.

I haven't given it much thought.

- Wy, can I ask you something? - Mm-hmm.

- Why did it take you so long to come home?

I mean, I'm not angry, or hurt, or anything.

It's just...

it was really hard

not having you here for so long.

And I just wondered if I had done anything,

or if it's because I'm sad--

- No, no, no, please don't ever think like that, Mom.

It wasn't you.

I'm so sorry that it took me so long to come home.

It just always felt...

heavier than the alternative, you know?

Being back,

I--I just see Dad wherever I look.

I just really still miss him, you know?

- Yeah. I get that, sweetheart.

He was one of a kind.

I don't think we ever get over the loss

of someone that we love.

I just think we have to learn to...

lean a little harder on the ones that are still here.

- Yeah, you're right.

I love you.

- I love you too, Mom.

- And hey, I will never do that to you again, okay?

I promise.

Okay.

- Hey, Blake, do you wanna grab something to eat?

- Yeah, sure.

Ooh, yeah, I do, yeah.

- Well, it's not exactly the cheap champagne that you like,

but we do have a copy of "It's a Wonderful Life."

Whoo!

- Cheers. Cheers, cheers, cheers.

- Aw. - Mmm.

- Mmm. Hmm, not bad.

- This bison chili is just amazing, Deb.

I'm telling you really... - Oh, thank you.

But I didn't make it. Wyatt did.

It's his father's recipe. - What?

- See, I can do some Christmas magic of my own.

- So, um,

what is everybody's Christmas wish?

Blake, you go. - Me?

Okay, well,

good news on Sam's sabbatical from Doctors Without Borders

would be really nice. - Mm-hmm.

- You know, this was the year we were supposed

to start trying for a baby,

and it's already the end of the year,

and I don't know when he's gonna be home next, so...

- Well, we are just gonna have to remind Santa

to make a quick pit stop at the medical center

down on the Capes.

- Thanks. You go, Deb.

- Well, I already got my Christmas wish.

Wyatt's home. - Aw.

- And you, Wyatt? - Oh, well, that's tough.

It's a tossup between world peace and a new car.

- Boo. - Kidding.

I'm kidding. I'm half-kidding.

I actually really do want the new Mercedes GT,

but it's a hybrid, so y'all can just relax.

What about you, Mr. Judgmental?

- Me? Uh...

I wish we didn't have to leave the ranch,

Snowbelle's home.

- Hmm.

- Well, what if you were to...

board her at a cute little ranch in Upstate New York?

You know, give the East Coast a try?

You're so good with your Photoshop and graphics.

I'm sure I can get you a job in our marketing department.

- Are you serious? - Yeah, I mean, why not?

I mean, it might be entry level, but--

- No, I mean...

you can't be serious.

You think I wanna abandon my horse

and just come and live in New York with you?

Just leave everything I built here

in the off chance that you might,

or might not, dump me like all the other guys?

- I was offering a possibility.

- Look,

you know how much I hate moving around.

I already told you that. - Mm-hmm.

- And I know that you're used to focusing on yourself

before your commitments to your family,

your ranch, your mom,

your friends, your horse,

but that's just not me, and that's just not an option.

I'm sorry.

I guess I'm not perfectly clear on what your intentions are

to do here because

this place isn't gonna be around much longer,

and that includes your home,

and the stable where your horse lives, so--

- Yeah, that's thanks to you

because you cannot think of anyone but yourself.

- Okay, guys, can you just-- - No, no, it's fine.

It's fine, he's fine. Keep going, Heath.

You're on a roll making me out to be the bad guy.

You know what? You're right.

And I'm used to it. - That's not true, Wyatt.

- No, it is. He's right.

And the truth is, I do care more about my promotion

to senior VP than this ranch, and that is because

I have worked for everything that I have

and I will not apologize for it.

And I happen to think it's a whole lot better

than just sitting around here in hibernation

like the rest of you just pretending to be happy

when none of you actually are.

- All right, that's not fair. We're doing just fine.

- Okay, you're not just waiting around all day

for Sam to come home?

And Mom, you can't even admit that you're in love with Carlos

no matter how hard he tries to be with you.

And yeah. Sure, whatever.

I date around a lot, but look at you, Heath.

You're not even awake enough to put yourself out there

to take a chance on someone.

You'd rather just hide out here with the horses

where it's safe.

It's sad.

Wow.

Yeah, well,

you are right about one thing.

I was ready to take a chance.

That was a mistake.

Excuse me. Sorry.

I'm sorry, Mom. That was out of line.

Yeah.

Sweetheart, I know you didn't mean it

and I know that all of this

has been a lot of stress on you too.

- I'm sorry, Blake.

- Don't apologize to me, Wy.

Go to him.

No.

I--I have to go. I--

- Wyatt. - I can't be here anymore.

Oh, God.

Well, that did not go as planned.

- Hey.

Wyatt, it's almost Christmas.

I know you're hurt,

but can't you stay until after the holiday?

- Yeah, I gotta get back and get this whole proposal

wrapped up before the new year, so--

- What about Heath?

If you go, it's gonna break his heart.

- Isn't that exactly what he set me up to do?

To disappoint him?

Anyway, he doesn't wanna leave his home

and I gotta stop pretending that this is still mine,

so it's done.

- Hey.

I'm gonna miss you, Sugar Cube.

- Yeah. You too, Snow Pea.

♪ ♪

- ♪ This is my winter song to you ♪

♪ The storm is coming soon ♪

♪ ♪

- ♪ My voice, a beacon in the night ♪

♪ My words will be your light ♪

♪ To carry you to me ♪

♪ Is love alive? ♪

♪ Is love alive? ♪

♪ Is love alive? ♪

♪ Is love alive? ♪

♪ Is love alive? ♪

♪ Is love alive? ♪

♪ ♪

♪ Is love alive? ♪

- ♪ Is love alive? - Is love alive? ♪

♪ ♪

♪ ♪

- ♪ They say that things just cannot grow ♪

♪ Beneath the winter snow ♪

♪ Or so I have been told ♪

♪ ♪

♪ They say we're buried far ♪

♪ Just like a distant star ♪

♪ I simply cannot hold ♪

♪ Is love alive? ♪

♪ Is love alive? Is love alive? ♪

♪ ♪

♪ Is love alive? ♪

♪ ♪

♪ Is love alive? ♪

♪ ♪

♪ Is love alive? ♪

♪ ♪

♪ Is love alive? ♪

♪ ♪

♪ Is love alive? ♪

♪ ♪

♪ Is love alive? Is love alive? ♪

- Yeah, me too.

I'm sorry, ol' boy.

I'll be back soon, okay?

This time, I promise.

Well, I finally got up the courage

to visit Dad's thinking spot.

- Aw. - Quick hello and goodbye.

It was nice. - I'm so glad, Wyatt.

I, um--

we wish you wouldn't leave.

- Yeah, well, I really gotta get back

and meet with the investors about this place,

but I promise I will be back after the new year

to help you with the transition, okay?

- You can't always leave

because it's lighter than the alternative, Wyatt.

- What would Carlos say about that, Ma?

- You're right, and you deal with life like me.

Look how many years I've wasted.

How many years are you gonna waste?

Your dad was the complete opposite.

No matter what life threw at him, he always chose love,

and that's what I loved about him so much.

That's why, you know, it's hard to let go.

I feel like I'm giving up on him.

- I'm not like Dad.

I might have his drive, but I don't have his heart.

- Well, Heath has his heart. It's big, and it's good.

And he needs someone to protect it.

And that's you. - You're wrong, Mom.

And I'm not gonna let Heath waste what he has

on someone like me.

Come here.

♪ ♪

- I'll call you as soon as I get back home, okay?

I love you, Ma.

- I love you.

- And will you call him, please?

It's time.

- Yeah. Merry Christmas.

- Merry Christmas.

♪ ♪

Hey. - Hey.

You want some coffee? - Sure.

You going somewhere?

- I'm gonna stay with Blake tonight

since her husband isn't gonna be back for Christmas,

but I'll be back tomorrow morning

for the sleigh ride's last day.

- You know I don't wanna close any more than you do.

- Of course I do. - Who knows?

Maybe I'll come up with one great idea.

Or maybe a few.

Hey, Heath,

I wanted to tell you.

I wanted you to know that no matter what happens--

I mean, I know I could never take your mother's place,

but I do love you like a son.

Deb.

Oh, I love you too. So much.

Hey.

You never mentioned Wyatt was gay to me before now.

Why was that?

- Well, he's my son. It doesn't define him.

It doesn't define you.

You're just two good people

that I dreamed might meet one day

and hit it off.

Love comes at different times

in different ways, and you can't anticipate it

because you never see it coming.

But if we find it,

we better hold onto it.

- Oh.

Hi, Carlos. It's Deb.

Oh, I'm fine. Thanks.

Um, listen...

I was just wondering,

are you doing anything this evening?

- Hey, yeah, I should land early tomorrow morning.

- And you think we can make this deal happen

by the new year?

- I am certainly gonna try.

- You can do better than that.

I just landed us Ponderosa Organics, Wyatt.

- I know, and I also understand

that my entire promotion depends

on one very good idea, one surefire sell.

- Exactly.

- What if it was more than just one thing?

- A race track is what my buyer discussed.

That's just one thing. - Right.

But what if it wasn't your buyer?

What if it was my buyer, and I got him

to sign off on an idea that I just got right now?

And what if-- just hear me out here--

what if we're able to tie in the new organics brand

that you just bought out?

- I'm listening. It better be a big idea.

And you still owe my buyer a property west

if that's the case.

- Hugh, I love you. Thank you, thank you.

Thank you so much.

Look, I gotta go, but I will get you a new property

as soon as I possibly can.

- Wyatt, don't do anything risky.

- Me, risky? No, never.

I promise you, surefire sell.

Oh, do me a favor.

Will you send me Mariana from PR's contact right now, please?

- Fine, fine. It's coming your way.

- Merry Christmas, Hugh.

- Hey.

We could watch "A Christmas Story."

Yeah.

- We could make Christmas cookies.

Maybe we could just open each other's gifts.

Hmm?

I see a smile. Okay.

Whoa.

- Let me guess. A new pair of boots.

- What, no. I got that for you last year.

And I got them for you this year too

because, well, you know, you always need new boots.

- Wow, these are really incredible, Blake.

Thank you. Thank you so much.

Wow. - Okay, my turn.

My turn.

Thanks.

- Heath.

I'm not even pregnant yet.

- But you will be.

And I wanted to be the first to get your little baby

their first gender neutral wardrobe.

- Thank you.

Oh, come here.

- Love you. - Love you.

- Who could be here so late? - I don't know.

- Okay.

♪ ♪

- Sam.

Uh, what are you--

- I just got my one-year sabbatical approved

starting January 1st.

Merry Christmas, babe.

Hey. - Hey.

- Mom!

- Wyatt.

What are you doing here?

- I think I may have figured out a way to save the ranch.

Well, a lot of ways, but I'm gonna need your help.

And yours.

- Well, I guess I'm glad I came.

Wait, Carlos.

You're here. Well, well, well.

We might just have a merry Christmas after all.

I guess I'll leave you to it.

♪ ♪

Heath, merry Christmas Eve.

- What is all this? - Pretty incredible, right?

- Merry Christmas. Your tickets.

- It is incredible. Deb.

Where did all these people come from?

- They're here for the carriage.

Can you believe it?

We have not had a turnout like this in a dozen years.

- But how?

- Wyatt's boss had his PR gal send out a social media blast

to all the followers of a little company

you might have heard of, Ponderosa Organics.

- Ponderosa Organics, but what do we have to do

with Ponderosa Organics?

- A lot now.

Wyatt struck a deal with them this morning

to open their next organic farm

right here on our western expanse.

- But what about the horse race track?

- The only horses that you're gonna see on this ranch

are ours.

- All right, this one is for you and this one is yours.

- Thank you. - Thank you.

- Sneaky you.

I was wondering where you disappeared to this morning.

- Yeah, I got a little text from Deb

that you needed some extra hands.

- Yeah, here we go.

We got fresh hot cocoa. Real milk, or organic oat?

We have both. - I'll have milk.

- I'll try the oat. Thank you.

- All right, now who here is ready

for a winter wonderland adventure?

- Well, I say he makes a mighty fine cowboy.

- Sure does.

Hey, we'll meet you on the carriage.

Snazzy.

- What are you doing back here?

I thought you'd be back in New York at the office

or out partying in Fire Island by now.

- I came back to say I'm sorry.

And to thank you. What I said was a lie.

It wasn't any of you who were in hibernation.

It was me.

I didn't even realize it until I came back here.

Until all these people I love woke me up.

Until you did.

- And what is this about you buying the ranch

instead of your investor?

- It now belongs to me and one other investor.

We're gonna split the farm between Carlos' property

and our south side, so the horse land won't suffer.

Well, a few acres for sustainability,

but the majority will remain--

horses, stables, everything.

- I'm still not moving to Manhattan.

- Good, that's a relief because the way things are headed,

Mom's gonna be retired and married in no time

and someone needs to run this ranch,

the horseback riding lessons, and--oh.

Once we turn the carriage ride into an affair

for all seasons, well, I was hoping

that maybe you would consider a promotion.

To partner.

Partner?

- Well, the lots of little ideas was kind of your idea.

- I don't think it's a good idea for me to stay here.

What, with our history,

we shouldn't be working together,

even if you are out there.

- That's a good point.

What if I were here?

- Why would you be here?

- Well, we're expanding out west

and as the newly appointed senior VP,

I should probably spearhead that venture.

Not to mention, I need to find my boss a new property.

He's not too thrilled

about me stealing this one from his buyers,

but most importantly,

I would really like to take you out on a date.

A real one this time.

We can go horseback riding. A little dancing.

Wherever you wanna go, I'm in.

- Good.

'Cause you still owe me that projector movie night.

Just don't screw it up this time.

- I won't.

You got plans tonight?

Your heart's beating fast. - That's on you.