All language subtitles for Beverly Hills, 90210 (1990) - S04E15 - Somewhere in the World Its Christmas (480p DVD x265 Panda)_track4_[eng]

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♪ We wish you
a Merry Christmas ♪

♪ We wish you a Merry
Christmas ♪

♪ We wish you
a Merry Christmas ♪

♪ And a Happy New Year ♪

♪ We all know
that Santa's coming ♪

♪ We all know that Santa's
coming ♪

♪ We all know
that Santa's coming ♪

♪ And soon will be here ♪

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♪ Good tidings we bring
to you and your kin ♪

♪ Good tidings for Christmas ♪

♪ And a Happy New Year ♪

♪ Good tidings we bring
to you and your kin ♪

♪ Good tidings for Christmas ♪

♪ And a Happy New Year ♪

(slapping sound)

(laughing)

(camera shutter clicks)

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♪ We wish you
a Merry Christmas ♪

♪ We wish you a Merry
Christmas ♪

♪ We wish you
a Merry Christmas ♪

♪ And a Happy New Year... ♪

You know, I'm so glad

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

This way we get to spend a...

a traditional Christmas Eve Day
supper in our own home.

Yeah, who wants to rush
off to Hawaii anyway?

Brandon,
are you making fun of me?

No, Mom, I would
never do that.

As a matter of fact,

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

I'm especially fond of your
cranberry and poi chutney. Mmm!

Brandon's on a roll.

BRENDA:
Well, I happen
to agree with Mom.

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

This way we all got to sleep in.

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

CINDY:
Brenda?

You're not anxious
about flying, are you?

No, not really.

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

Sure, honey,

but, first, I would just like
to take a moment to give thanks

and say how
blessed I feel

to be spending another
Christmas with the people

I love most in the world.

Amen.

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

CINDY:
What are you
talking about?

Our first Christmas
in California was lovely.

Talk about a selective memory.

Really, Mom,

have you completely forgotten
what happened that year?

It was like
a hundred degrees out,

we were in the middle
of a drought,

and you were incredibly
homesick.
Let me see, let me see.

BRANDON:
And you were none too pleased

with the pathetic-looking
Christmas tree

that Dad and I brought home.

Jim...

what-what happened to the tree?

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

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

Oh, it's not
really dead.

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

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

Do you remember Santa Claus?

Oh, who could forget Santa?

Where did you ever
find that guy anyway?

Hey, he found me.

Remember, I was working

at that trendy boutique
on Robertson

with that creep Deidre,
who kicked him out

even though
he wasn't hurting anyone.

Very funny. Would you
mind leaving, please?

Aren't you in need
of some Christmas cheer?

All I'm in need of
is a security guard

to keep nutcases like
you out of here.

And then the cops
started hassling him.

I don't have any ID.

Where do you live?
North Pole.

Smart. You got a
place to live, pal?

What's going on here?

Don't worry about it.

I know this guy.

You do?

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

And one thing led to another.

Merry Christmas.
Merry...

Christmas.
Merry Christmas.

Jim Walsh.

Saint Nick.

Saint Nick?

Brenda, you can't just
bring some strange guy

off the street home for dinner.

Why not?

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

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

My instincts tell me
that he's harmless.

Oh, that makes me feel
a lot better.

Well, fortunately for us,

Santa Claus turned out to be
a wonderful person.

You know what I remember
most about that guy?

The same thing we all remember
the most.

You see, for over 40 years,

Mrs. Claus and I lived in
a big house high up on the hill.

And she made the most wonderful
Christmas dinner.

We had a big tree

with loads of presents
for lots of little elves.

But the elves grew up,
and they moved away.

And even though
it was only she and Santa

left in this big house,

she still made the most splendid
Christmas dinners.

But last year...

Mrs. Claus died

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

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

But I was beginning to believe

the only place Santa belonged
in this town was in jail.

Until that girl

took in a lonely old man
for dinner.

(doorbell rings)

Hey, Mom, if
that's Santa Claus,

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

Oh, stop.
Hey.

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

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

Yo, ho, ho,
and a Merry Christmas.

If it isn't Dylan.

What are you,
Santa's little helper?

Something like that.

Anyway, I bring you presents,
all of you.

Merry Christmas.
Oh, thank you, Dylan.

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

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

So, where you gonna
spend the holidays, son?

Ah, thanks, bro.

I'm going to Baja.

Baja, California.

Favorite recreation spot
of Brenda Walsh.
Oh, thank you.

Dylan, sit down and
join us, please,

as we take another long
trip down memory lane.

Let's not and say we did.

There you go.

Merry Christmas, everybody.

I bid you adieu.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

See ya.

BRENDA:
Bye.

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

Yeah, me either.

Now this one my mom bought

in this little tiny shop
right outside of Carmel.

It's the first one
for my collection.

Uh-huh.

Now these two...
(sighs)

they're my favorites.

They're from Belgium,
and I always hang them

right at the top
of the tree

so they can see
the whole world.

Dylan, what are
you doing here?

I thought you'd be
in Baja by now?

Well, you two are my last stop.

Uh, don't look now,

but you're standing
under the mistletoe.

Oh.

Well, signed, sealed, delivered,
I'm here, I'm yours.

Go for it, Donna.

(chuckles)

Ooh, Donna...

Merry Christmas.

Oh, thank you.

And, Donna...

Happy Birthday.

Oh, you.

Yeah.

Mm. Mm.

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

Hi.

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

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

and one for
your little sister.

Mm, that's so sweet.

Erin's out of town with Jackie
until New Year's,

but I'll give it to her

as soon as
she gets back.

I'll be back
for New Year's Eve,

so you don't make any plans.

I wouldn't think of it.

Hey, what's up, Dylan?

Mm. Silverado.

Brother, look like
a man on a mission.

Yeah, well, uh,

my dad's having
some friends over tonight,

so this is what I'm wearing.

Hey, you look
really nice.

Yeah, you do.

DAVID:
Thanks.

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

Well, we'll be here.

Great.

Take care
of yourself.

Take it easy.

What's wrong with him?

Nothing, he's okay.

It's just the whole
custody fight.

It's been kind
of brutal on him.

But, you know,
Kelly here could be

a big girl and bury the ax
for one evening.

Donna, if I go to Mel's,

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

Kelly...

It's a question of loyalty,
and I-I can't do it.

But you could if you wanted to.

Help.

Hey, give credit
where credit is due.

Donna is the
master manipulator.

Well, I wouldn't go that far.

Oh, I would.

Sorry, guys,
you're on your own.

Traitor.

Well, ladies,
I hate to do it,

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

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

(giggles, smacks lips)

Ooh, what a shot, Kel.

Take it easy, Donna.

DONNA:
Thank you.

Have fun.

But not too much fun.

Hey.

Wow, since you two
got back together,

he has been a completely
different person.

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

Yeah, I don't know.

Professor Waigner says that a
lot of people use the holidays

to hide how lonely
they really are.

God knows Dylan
has enough bad memories

about this time of year.

You know, Kel,

and I don't mean this
as criticism,

those psychology classes
you've been taking,

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

(sighs):
I hope you're right.

♪ You ignore the things
that went wrong ♪

♪ Just for Christmas ♪

♪ When we get it wrong... ♪

Thanks for coming.

I never expected
to see you here.

Why?

Well, because I just
figured that, uh,

that you kind of hated me
right about now.

No.

No, I don't hate you, Dad.

But when I think
about all the Christmases

that I spent alone with
the maid while you were

off in the Bahamas or skiing

or somewhere
with one of your girlfriends...

(clicks tongue)

...I guess I finally wanted you

to know what it was like
to be lonely

at Christmas.

And then I remembered
how much it hurt.

As much as I wanted to, I just
couldn't leave you hanging

on Christmas Eve.

Yeah.

Well, you know something,
son, I--

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

and I'm this monk.

Because all I do is

think about you,
Dylan,

and what a strong son I have,

who's out there
in the world all alone,

just like I was.

Dad!
Jack!

(doorbell rings)

Hi.

Are you Dylan McKay?

I don't know.

Who's asking?

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

He said that if I was ever
in town, I should look you up.

He's dead.

I'm sorry.

Um...

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

Sort of, I--

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

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

But would you happen to know
of a decent motel

anywhere near the bus station?

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

WOMAN:
I'm sorry.

You want
to use my phone?

Are you sure it isn't
too much trouble?

Come on in.

It's fine.

I'm Suzanne Steele.

This is my daughter Erica.

Hi.

Uh, can I get you
anything to drink?

Would you like coffee,
water, soda?

Coffee would be great.

Uh, anything you have
will be fine.

Okay.

There's a phone book
in the table right here.

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

Oh, honey, we've come this far.

We can't back out now.

Listen, just
do exactly

what we talked about on the bus.

We'll get through this,
I promise.

DYLAN:
Cream or sugar?

SUZANNE:
Uh, that'll be fine.

(doorbell rings)

I'll get it.

Is that the shuttle?

No, it's King
Kamehameha.

Of course it's
the shuttle.

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

Right here.

Well, Kaanapali
Beach, here we come.

Hi, I was just
in the neighborhood.

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

We'll be doing
a lot better

if we can finally
get to the airport.

Oh, that's right, you're
supposed to be going to Hawaii.

And...

I think our van
has just pulled up.

(gasps)
Yep, I'll
get the bags.

Brandon,
before you do that,

can I just talk to you
real quick?

Sure, come on.
Thanks.

So what's up?

I was hoping you could give me
some ecumenical advice.

Huh?

Jesse invited me to go with
his family to Midnight Mass,

which I'm sure
will be fascinating,

but the truth is,
I have never stepped foot

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

so I was hoping
that you could tell me

exactly what takes place
at a Midnight Mass

on Christmas Eve
in a Catholic church.

I don't know.

You could call the Vatican
hotline and ask them.

Oh, you're a lot of help.

I'm also a
Presbyterian.

I've never been inside a
Catholic church either,

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

You don't happen
to have the number

for the Vatican hotline, do you?

Merry Christmas, chief.

Happy Hanukkah.

Want some more
orange juice?

MAN (screaming on television):
Help! Help!

Help, help!

Help!

Well, we'd
better be going

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

Well, it's a funny thing
about Mexico--

it's been there a while,

it'll probably
be there tomorrow.

(chuckles)

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

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

Well, it was a
long time ago.

He liked to take me
on business trips.

I see,
sort of

like a traveling companion.

And from a
sassy kid

right off the farm,

it was quite a thrill seeing
places like Hong Kong,

Jamaica.

Your father meant a lot to me.

Well,
I can see why.

You were obviously
well taken care of

and I know he liked
to light your cigarettes,

that kind of thing.

Please don't be
offended by that.

It's just that
Jack's been dead

for over a year now

and that seems
like an awful long time

for someone
to pay their condolences.

I wanted to get
in touch with you

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

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

and then it
started to rain.

I realize how distracting

the pitter-patter
of raindrops can be.

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

and lost everything you had
in the world

in the flood like we did,

I seriously doubt you'd be
making jokes about the rain.

You know,
the only reason I bothered

to get in touch with you
in the first place

was I promised my
daughter I'd take her

to Disneyland
for a couple of days

to help her forget
that she's been living

in a Red Cross shelter
for the last six months.

Thanks so much
for the coffee.

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

any more than
we already have.

I got a bust in the jaw
in answer

to a prayer a little bit ago.

DYLAN:
Let her sleep.

I'll get you a blanket.

♪ Come fly
with me. ♪

Ah, thank you.

Yes, you know you're traveling
in first class

when they bring you
your macadamia nuts

before you even take off.

You know,
I could ask the flight attendant

to bring you a bottle of Xanax.

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

unless you stop teasing me.

I just never knew you had a
phobia about flying, that's all.

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

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

That's a phobia.

I like this.

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

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

I just never felt comfortable

in the role of the Beverly
Hills society matron.

Except that time that
you came to the boutique

dressed up like
Zsa Zsa Gabor.

(laughs)
I don't think
I know about this.

It was Mom's
finest hour.

Well, what happened?

Well, basically,

when Brenda was working
at that boutique,

her boss was ripping
off her commissions.

BRENDA:
And treating me like dirt.

CINDY:
So we decided
to teach her a lesson.

I mean, it isn't you.

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

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

Um...

why don't you just leave over
there whatever you don't want

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

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

or the shoes.

You don't?

No, I don't.

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

and I really don't need you
telling me

how much you love my good taste

or how happy
this will make me

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

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

I really don't need you kissing
my butt to pad your commission

while you treat
your employees badly.

(Jim, Cindy and Brenda
chuckling)

Isn't that a
great story?

Yep, it was so good,

you didn't even notice
we took off.

No way.

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

Ha, just kidding.
Sit down.

♪ Will you keep me up late? ♪

♪ Will Santa deliver? ♪

♪ By the fire, we'll wait ♪

♪ To ward off the shivers ♪

♪ In our cozy escape... ♪

Yoo-hoo.

Donna.

Face it,
there is no way out.

You are trapped.

(sighs)

Yeah, I guess I am.

Merry Christmas.

♪ Are you going
to be my Christmas? ♪

Let's go.

Mmm, these candies
are good.

Want some?

You unwrapped all
of Dylan's presents?

No, just this one.

I was hungry.

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

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

Donna, would you give it a rest,
already?

What was your professor saying

about people being depressed
during the holidays?

Geez.

Good idea, Ernie, a toast.

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

DYLAN:
Suzanne.

Let her sleep.

I feel very badly.

I mean, first we
barge in on you

and now we're sabotaging
your travel plans.

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

I'll get there eventually,

but tonight, I think
you guys should stay here.

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

Oh, of course you could.

It's not a problem at all.

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

and get us some dinner.

N-No, Dylan....

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

and not have
a mega-burger.

Trust me.

You're very
generous.

Well, you know what they say--
like father, like son.

It must be kind of
a family thing.

(chuckles)

Sort of like mother,
like daughter.

You have got
a beautiful kid there.

Aw...

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

Suzanne,
let me ask you something,

and I don't mean to pry,
but what about Erica's father?

Did he just leave you
hanging or what?

Well, you could say that.

Um... he died last year.

I'm so sorry.

Were they close?

No.
(sighs)

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

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

right in your face,
and I would have,

but I looked at that little girl
and something special happened.

Did I say something?

Jack was her father, Dylan.

What?

Jack was her father.

Erica is
your sister.

(bell dings)

PILOT (over P.A.):
We seem to be passing through
a little rough patch, folks.

So if you're not moving around
the cabin,

you might want to stay
buckled up.

Looking a little shaky
there, Island Man?

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

but thank you
for your concern.

Well, I have been reading this
brochure from the hotel.

We can take a luxury Watsu
water treatment at the spa.

But they do
have one rule:

Guests are not allowed
to study for finals

while using the facilities.

Sorry.
That's why

I'm trying to get through
this book before we get there.

Brandon,

when exactly did you start

becoming so compulsive
about school?

I am not compulsive.

It's just, after midterms,
I figured I had a good shot

at getting straight As
this semester, that's all.

You sound like Andrea.

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

(laughs):
No, not really.

But you are saying
I've changed a lot.

Brandon, I
think all of us

have changed a
lot this year.

All except one.

Nat, why is it every Christmas

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

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

to try and find
my birth mother.

Turns out, she's dead.

Last year,
I break into the school

trying to change my grades,
I almost get expelled.

Are you telling me you're in the
same kind of hot water again?

It ain't pretty, Nat.

I got busted breaking into
a professor's office.

Ah, Steve.

It was a fraternity prank.

Come on,
it's all part of hazing.

Fortunately for me, the
professor is gonna step up

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

Oh, so what's the problem?

I think one of my fraternity
brothers set me up.

So find a new fraternity.

My father was the KEG President.

If I disown them,
he'll disown me.

Well...

you just have to come clean
with your dad.

Thanks, Nat.

I was hoping for something

a little more illuminating
from you.

Ah.

Merry Christmas.

(laughing)

(indistinct conversation)

(Christmas music playing softly)

Yeah, like the rest
of the year.

It is, it's nice, yeah.

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

DAVID:
I say we just pick up
where we left off.

Mm, no, David.

I don't think so.

Donna, let me
spend the night.

How often are both
your parents out of town?

No.

DAVID:
Oh, it-it's too soon.

I can see that.

No.

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

You mean, ever?

MEL:
You want some eggnog?

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

Get real, David,
you're not fine.

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

to see you like this.

Dad, I'm doing the best I can.

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

you've got to put this custody
business with Jackie

out of your mind.

Believe me, the last thing on my
mind is your marital problems.

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

No, thanks.
(phone ringing)

It's your exchange.

Great.

Every holiday, it never fails.

Hello, this is Dr. Silver.

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

but I didn't know
who else to call.

Kel, what's wrong?

I cracked my tooth open

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

Ouch.

Look, I know it's Christmas Eve,

but do you know of a pharmacy
or something,

I can get a prescription?

Uh, yeah, sure.

Get a pen and some paper,
and I'll tell you what to do.

Hey, Nat.

Hey, what are you
doing here?

I thought you were in Baja.

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

Yeah, well,
your loss is our gain.

Roll up your sleeves

and give us a hand getting
this stuff ready for tomorrow.

I can't, Nat.

Oh, come on, Dylan.

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

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

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

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

but this woman shows
up on my doorstep,

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

What?

Yeah, so I told them I'd
get them something to eat.

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

Yeah, sure.

Now I know what people mean
by fruitcakes at Christmas.

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

Dylan...

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

but if there's ever
one night of the year

that you can give a stranger
the benefit of the doubt,

this has gotta be it.

Huh?

Feliz Navidad.

ANDREA:
Just a minute.

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

Merry Christmas.

It's too much, isn't it?

Uh, well...

It's okay, come on in.

Sorry. (laughs)

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

we're supposed to cover
our heads during services.

We wear bonnets, too,
mostly at Easter.

(laughs):
I forgot.

What-what about the gloves?

What about them?

Should I take them off?

Oh, only while
taking communion.

Communion?

Oh, sure. Sure, first the priest
is gonna take your confession,

then you'll decide
to become a nun,

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

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

(laughs):
No...

No, I understand.

You've never been
to Midnight Mass before.

You don't know
what to expect.
Exactly.

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

It's just...

Well, there is no
baby Jesus in Judaism.

Well, as a former
altar boy...

(laughs)

...my advice
is not to dwell

on the religious nature
of the service,
Mm.

but try to focus
on the distinct possibility

that for one,
brief shining moment...

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

I love you.

I love you, too.

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

Oh, I do.
Why?

My whole family
is going to be there.

(moans softly)

(chuckles)
I forgot.

Okay.

That's it?

For now.

In about two weeks,

we'll fit you with
a permanent crown.

So does this mean
I have bad teeth?

No, it means you have
bad eating habits.

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

Now she has good teeth,

your mom.

With everything that's going on,

for you to leave your own party
on Christmas Eve

has to be the nicest...
Kel.

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

and when all is said and done,

I'm not a bad
father either.

Mel, I really tried to talk her

out of bringing this lawsuit
against you, I did, but...

Shh...

It's okay.

I'm not angry at you.

I'm not even angry
at her anymore.

I save my contempt
for her lawyer...

and for me.

Kel, if I could
turn back the clock

and start over,
I would,

but I can't, and she'll
never forgive me for it.

She even got a new dentist.

(laughs):
I do miss you, Mel.

Ow, not too tight. Ow.
Oh.

Be careful.

Oh, honey, did you
want a blanket?

No, thanks.

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

Well, wake me when
we get there.

Dad, do you want
a cappuccino?

Uh, no, thanks, hon.

Brandon?

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

That, you're gonna have
to get yourself.

Okay, I'll have a cappuccino.

(clicks tongue):
Okay.

PILOT (over P.A.):
Ladies and gentlemen,
(bell dinging)

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

but the computer that controls
our landing gear

has gone down on us,

and while we believe that our
equipment is still operational,

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

we have made the decision
to return to Los Angeles.

We're sorry
for the inconvenience
(passengers murmuring)

to your travel plans,
but please rest assured

we have the situation
under control.

If they have everything
under control,

how come we're going back to LA?

How's your mouth?

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

Did Mel make it
back to the party?

He sure did, and he said you
were an excellent patient.

Why didn't you and David stay?

Well, David's still
back at the condo.

What happened? Did
you guys have a fight?

No, no. It's
nothing like that.

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

and I understand what
he's going through,

but he did say
he would meet us

at the Peach Pit tomorrow.

So, let's open
our presents.

Okay?
Okay.

Merry Christmas, Donna.

Merry Christmas, Kel.

May I have your attention,
please.

We're releasing
the remainder of our fuel

over the ocean, in case we have

to make
a landing without wheels.

This is normal procedure.

Our flight crew will review

the evacuation procedures
should the need arise.

Mom?

Hi, honey.

I fell asleep.

Mm-hmm.

You were tired.

What time is it?

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

Did you tell
Dylan about us?

Oh, no, Erica. Erica...

Dylan.

This is for you.

Let me wipe the grease
off my hands.

It would've been better,

but I made it while
we were on the bus.

Well, I'll take that
into consideration.

I hope you like it.

Do you like it?

♪ Sweetly singing
o'er the plains ♪

♪ And the mountains in reply
echo back the joyous strains ♪

♪ Glo-o-o-o-o-o-ria ♪

♪ In excelsis deo ♪

♪ Glo-o-o-o-o-o-ria ♪

♪ In excelsis deo ♪

♪ Angels we have heard on high ♪

♪ Sweetly singing
o'er the plains ♪

♪ And the mountains in reply
echo back their joyous strains ♪

♪ Glo-o-o-o-o-o-ria ♪

♪ In excelsis deo... ♪

WOMAN:
♪ Allelujah... ♪

If it's any
solace to you all,

I've been through this
kind of thing before,

and chances are we just
have a burned-out bulb

on our panel and everything
is indeed normal.

He keeps saying that.

Then it must be true.

Yeah--
everything's

normal, except our landing
gear is jammed.

I don't buy it.

What? You think
they're faking it?

No. It's just I'm not ready
to check out of here yet.

We're gonna get
through this.

We're hanging, Mom.

I am really scared now.

Hold on, honey.

Think good thoughts.

Only good thoughts.

♪ ...In your arms, I am home ♪

♪ Allelujah... ♪

I bet they have emergency
crews lining the tarmac.

Brandon, think
good thoughts, okay?

♪ Allelujah ♪

♪ Your love's all I need ♪

♪ To cast... ♪

Hold on.

Oh, God.

♪ My spirit free... ♪

♪ And if I ever have
to let you go ♪

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

(plane touches down)

We're on the ground, folks.

Welcome to Los Angeles.
All right!

We made it.

Oh, Jim.

Piece of cake.

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

♪ Boughs of holly ♪

♪ Fa-la-la-la-la,
la-la-la-la ♪

♪ 'Tis the season ♪

Bye.

♪ To be jolly ♪

♪ Fa-la-la-la-la,
la-la-la-la ♪

Ho, ho, oh, a Raggedy Ann doll.

You must've been
very good this year.

Here you go.

Nat, where'd

you get this guy?

The North Pole.

Are you guys ready
for some caroling?

Fa, la...
I'm going.

In temple, it is
nothing like that.

David, you've been
ignoring her all morning.

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

I've been serving
meals all morning.

You be nice.

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

All right.

You know what
else I loved?

Most of the mass
was done in Spanish,

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

Do they do that
in your church?

I think so.

After hearing
Latin spoken,

I don't know how it ever
became a dead language.

Donna, are you okay?

Doing the best I can.

SANTA:
Oh, here you go.

Merry Christmas.

Merry Christmas, I say, I say.

Stevie!
Brando!

Oh, and Brenda
and Cindy, and Jim.

We come as a matched
set, you know.

Hey, what'd you guys
do, miss your plane?

BRENDA;
I wish.

No, the plane had
engine trouble,

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

And rather than get
on another plane,

we decided to spend
Christmas on the Mainland.

Oh. Well.

You're just in time
for singing.

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

NAT:
Oh, come on, Brando.

You got a good set of pipes.
Join us.

Hi, Andrea.

How are you?
Good. How are you?

Hi!
Hi, Don.

Hmm.
Hey.

Hi.
All right,
everyone.

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

(pitch pipe blows)

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

I can't believe Dylan would
leave without saying good-bye.

Well, he probably wanted
to get an early start.

It's a long way to Mexico.

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

I probably
should have,

but at least
we got to meet him.

Honey, we
can't stay here.

Yeah, let's go.

Hey, look out! Make way!
Christmas Tree Express

is coming through--
express train.

(imitates train whistle)

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

Is it big enough for you?

You like that? I tell you what.

I got a car full of presents.

I got lights,
I got decorations.

I got flashing candy canes,
and, for the grand finale,

I got three tickets
to Disneyland.

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

Are you kidding?

I've never had a sister before.

David, you're
missing everything.

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

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

I'll be done
in a couple of minutes.

What's wrong?

Nothing.

David, don't shut me out.

You can talk to me.

(sighs)

I can't...

You can't what?

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

Donna, I love you.

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

It's your birthday.

It's Christmas.
Let's just go out and...

No.

What are you saying?

It's our relationship.

It's just not working
for me anymore.

Especially the sex part.
I'm sorry.

I wanted to wait
until after...

Just get away from me.

Donna.
Please!