Dashing Through the Snow (2025)

[bunniefuu]

(suspenseful music)

(bright festive music)

(gentle music)

- Next year, I'm

decorating this entire tree

in ornaments of you and

our first year together.

Babies' first everything.

Christmas, Easter.

Sleeps through the night.

First poop. (chuckles)

Everything.

(gentle music)

I really hope we get a white Christmas.

(gentle music)

(subtle music)

Nothing can harm you

more than your own unguarded thoughts.

Nothing can harm you

more than your own unguarded thoughts.

Nothing can harm you

more than your own unguarded thoughts.

(gentle music)

Mary

Where my homie Santa with the gifts

He told me that he

double checked the list

One time, two times, do a fly by

Going in the flash

He'll be done by sunrise

Where my homie Santa

with the gifts, where he at

He told me that he

double check the list

One time, two time, third time charm

Imagine all the joy that

we'll feel in the morning

(air whooshing)

- The tree is being decorated.

- [Merv] Copy. Wait, what's that code for?

- Nothing. Just the, the

tree is being decorated,

with tinsel.

Eww.

- [Merv] What's your beef with tinsel?

- Other than strippers

using it as a stage name

during the holidays?

I've been made abort. Abort.

- [Merv] No. No. Jo, don't.

Do not abort.

- Hey Auntie Jo.

- Noel.

- Thank you for checking on me.

You wanna hang out on

your cruiser like usual?

- And miss the opportunity

to solicit charitable donations

for those in need?

- Noble. Wanna come inside?

- Nope. I'm good. Thanks.

- That, for me?

- I, I was gonna sneak in

and hide it under the tree

when your dad wasn't there.

- If the two of you would just communicate,

you'll get why he is not

upset at you anymore.

- For trying to protect my family?

Maybe could be that I'm just still upset

about his role in things,

and he can really just pick up the phone

and call me if he wants to chat.

- Come on. Tomorrow is Christmas.

- You gonna open it?

- No way. Is it?

- It's waterproof and has a GPS tracker.

- Oh, I know. Did you know that stores data

and I can call and text without signal?

- No, but I just figured

that since we can't be

together for Christmas,

we can still communicate.

- If the two of you will just communicate,

we can be together on Christmas.

- [Merv] Jo, are you there

or did you finally suck it up

and get the nerve to go

talk to your brother, Nick?

- That's a negative, Merv.

Santa has not left the sleigh.

- [Merv] Hey, Noel.

Well, tell your Aunt Santa

that we got a hit on the skip,

but that we could handle it,

and for her to go make

things right with your pops.

- No, no, no. I, I, I'm on my way.

- [Merv] Jo, stay. I can take the lead.

- Send me the locale.

- [Merv] Ugh. Merry Christmas, Noel.

- Same. Enjoy your Christmas.

- Here. Do me a favor

and drop that off, will you?

- Well, you collected it quite a bit.

- People just emptied their pockets

when they saw the g*n.

Merry Christmas kiddo.

- I wish that we can all

celebrate Christmas together

as a family.

- Not gonna happen.

- Don't forget, Santa always delivers.

(car door bangs)

- [Merv] So our guy is in a

black SUV right up ahead

just texted you the plate.

- Oh, great. At this rate,

we'll be there by New Year's.

- [Merv] I could have

handled this, you know.

- Yes, you could have Merv,

but then I would've been

left to deal with my emotions

instead of chasing some as*h*le perp who...

- Skip trace, house arrest, not bail.

He's wearing some bougie outfit.

- Chose to sit in traffic on Christmas Eve.

- Maybe he's trying to avoid his emotions

and family too.

- Well played, Merv.

He is a sitting duck moving in.

(g*n clicks)

- No, no, no, no, too dangerous.

There's civilians everywhere.

Let's just tail him and

see where he is headed.

- Probably some dingy airport

about two miles up the way.

- Oh, my garland.

He's on foot. He just ran

across five lanes traffic.

And he is running on the shoulder lane.

And you're not gonna believe who's here.

- Golden, you son of...

(dramatic music)

Faster, faster. Move, faster.

Get him, get him.

Get him!

(dramatic music)

- We're gonna get this guy.

We're gonna get him.

(dramatic music)

- Ah, dammit Merv, I told you.

- Just get off the next exit.

They just went over a fence.

(dramatic music)

- How'd you get off the freeway, man?

You didn't think we were gonna get you?

- Yeah.

Dumb man.

Such a dummy.

(indistinct)

Yeah, no more ducking,

no more ducking (laughs)

(indistinct)

And that is a gold standard

bounty (indistinct).

Right there. Right there.

What do you think, one more take?

Maybe a choke hold or something.

- We got the best shots ever, bro.

- You sure?

Viral golden hit.

Viral golden hit.

(Golden speaking indistinctly)

(car wheels screeching)

- You're part of this, man.

You're part of this.

One million view.

- Can't wait to edit this thing.

Ain't got time for this.

Go, go, go, go. Come on, man.

Homie, homie.

- [Participant] Done.

- Move man, go.

- Oh, Jo, Jo, Jo.

Merry Christmas, Santa.

You know while you elves

were playing dress up.

Me and mine right here

snatched this (indistinct)

and raked in 50K.

Isn't that like half your salary?

No, your entire salary, right?

- Close with benefits

it's more like 55, 56.

- How in the, how do you

even support a family on that?

- [Merv] Tell me about it.

- No kidding.

I like it. Nice outfit.

It's cute.

Let's go.

- Let's go Jo. You ready?

(upbeat music)

(participants chattering indistinctly)

(upbeat music)

- You're fired Johnston!

- What?

(Winter laughing)

- Those will be the only words

you hear coming out of my mouth.

If that ever happens again, you hear me?

- So, so I'm, I'm not fired?

- Oh, no. I'm not gonna

fire you on Christmas eve,

but I'm also not going to

allow you or that bounty hunter

to make the marshals look ridiculous.

- I have no idea how he

even knew about the perp

or got there first.

- Neither do I,

and I don't care.

But what I do care about,

your head has been up your

a*s since that little snafu.

And that this being your strike two,

and if it ever happens again...

- You're gonna k*ll me.

- No, you're just done, fired.

Capiche.

- Yeah.

- Now perk out and go

enjoy the Christmas party

that you clearly all

nice and dressed up for.

- No, this was...

- Carry on.

- Yeah.

Carry on.

Jingle bells

Jingle bells, jingle all the way

Oh, what fun is is to have

A great Marshall today

Jingle bells, Jingle bells

He took all the day

- [Merv] Hey, Jo, you okay?

What did Winter say?

- [Jo] To suck less at my job.

- So where are you going?

- To do exactly that.

- What about the party?

I mean, the guys put

together this Christmas party,

Yankee Swap.

- Well, that does sound awesome.

I wanna know where

Crooked Manhattan millionaire

was headed on Christmas Eve.

My guess it's the same reason his wife

has been missing since

she was supposed to testify.

I'm just not in the spirit.

- I thought you might say that.

Which is why I snagged the best

sweater for the best partner.

Huh? Look at baby Jesus.

Doesn't he look happy?

- Okay, Merv, seriously?

I, you know, I gotta work, so thank you.

Very kind of you, but.

- Oh, I'm, I'm coming too then.

- Nice outfits.

Pretty festive.

- Oh, Peter Newton,

you know the conditions surrounding

your release awaiting trial

prohibit you from leaving your house

other than to go to court.

- Do they?

- Yeah, sure do.

And being that we didn't find you in court.

- Technically you didn't find me.

- I did, I was right behind you.

- Regardless being that

you weren't found in court

by whomever and that your

wife Mary has been missing

for about 10 months.

I can't help but wonder if your discovery

might have something to

do with her disappearance.

Hmm.

I mean, trust me, I get it (chuckles)

It's the holidays, there's a snowfall out

and you're feeling nostalgic and lonely,

missing your family.

And I bet you just figured, you know what?

No one's gonna notice if

a douchebag millionaire

just violates his, his house arrest order

for a couple of hours.

I'll just slip away to the

site where I buried my wife

before the snow makes

it too hard to find it.

- Wait, what?

- No.

- Fine.

You don't refer to yourself

as a douchebag, we do.

- No, not that.

I mean, yes, that,

but I didn't k*ll my wife.

Mary's not dead.

- [Jo And Merv] She's not.

- No.

- Then where is she?

- [Merv] Hey, Jo. Jo.

Now where are you going?

- We have been looking for this man's wife

for nearly a year.

So we are going to

find her and bring her in

before she runs again, or Golden gets her,

or that snobby prick can have her offed.

- Sure. But I mean, do we have to go

do it right now, tonight?

It's Christmas Eve, we're having a party.

- Yeah.

- You know, she's not going anywhere.

Neither should we.

- We aren't. You are gonna stay here

and make sure that that schmuck

doesn't get his call before I drag her in.

And then you are gonna go home

and have the most delightfully

merry first Christmas with your wife.

- And what about you?

- Well, I'm flying solo.

I mean this chick's on the lam for,

for avoiding testifying,

not for hanging on our most wanted tree.

- I was talking about

Christmas with your family,

Noel, Nick.

- Well, it won't be the first time

the job gets in the way, will it?

And you know what? I'll

wear this guy for good luck.

- Jesus.

- Try again.

- I mean, sir.

- Is that you?

- Well...

- Were you taking a dump on my precinct?

Sometimes things just

don't go according to plan, sir.

We did our best.

- Oh, come...

Congratulations, Merv.

I had no idea that doing your best

was on par with a

holiday themed circus act.

- Peter is in custody now, sir.

- (laughs) Yeah.

Thanks to some reality show

wannabe and not a Marshall.

Call me impressed.

- Understood.

It won't happen again next time, sir.

- Oh, you damn right,

because if I even catch

wind the two of you,

make a screw up like that again,

you'll both be decking the

halls at another precinct.

You got it?

- Yes sir.

- Go on. Gimme my sweater.

Oh, pronto. Let's go.

Go on, go on.

(indistinct)Let's get it over. Let's go.

- Look, got this custom made just for you.

Guys, right (laughs)

It lights up.

- Yeah.

Yeah.

Look like you are (laughs)

(mumbles)

You woo, you out did yourself again, Merv.

- Just make sure you don't forget

to take the batteries out when you wash it.

- [Winter] That's good to hear, Merv.

(dramatic music)

(participant shouting)

- Any other night, buddy.

(dramatic music)

(car door bangs)

(dramatic music)

(car engine revving)

(knock on door)

- Oh, thank goodness you made it.

I was so nervous with the storm.

I mean, can you believe all of this?

I guess nature likes to remind us

what it means to be human, right?

Oh my God, your sweater.

Literally the best.

I've had a lot of free time on

my hand, so I did in my own,

but yours with those pants.

And you brought a g*n. Excellent.

I'm nonviolent, of course,

other than my Krav Maga for self-defense.

So I don't touch those things.

But that's what you're here for, right?

- Yeah.

- Okay. Come in, come in, come in.

It's so cold outside. Woo.

Come on in.

Go ahead and make yourself at home.

- So you, you're alone here?

- Yeah.

- And you're, you're pregnant.

- (laughs) And you're hilarious.

Which is actually a

relief, I was so nervous

the agency was gonna send a dud

and I'd be stuck with

a Grinch for Christmas.

- You received a call from the agency?

- Mhm.

Just a bit ago.

- I gave 'em one job.

(suspenseful music)

- You know, you coming alone,

I got the impression you'd be a lot bigger.

- That's what the g*n's for.

- Of course, you have to forgive me.

My pregnancy brain has had a 10,

but I'm sure you're more

than familiar with that.

Mm. Are you hungry?

I have some cookies baking in the oven.

They should be ready in a few.

- No, I'm, I'm good.

- Well, feel free to

use a kitchen, obviously.

You know, do you have a bag?

Did you leave it outside?

Do you wanna go go outside

and get it before the storm worsens?

At least you can come back in

and we can go over the birth plan

and the next steps...

- No, I'm good.

I got everything I need here.

I'm good.

- Wow. Mm.

- [Jo] I'm good.

- Impressive.

- As much as I'd love for

this to last through New Year's,

I can't not see us being on the road

in about 10 to 15 minutes,

- (chuckles) Minutes, you are hilarious.

You know, I read that it can take anywhere

from eight to 15 hours

and that's after you induce me, Sasha.

- Sasha, induce?

Exactly what, what agency do you think

that I work for, Mary?

(suspenseful music)

- How do you know my real name?

- My name's Jo Johnston,

and I work for the US Marshal Service.

- Look, I didn't do anything

that I'm accused of.

- I couldn't care less.

It is not my job to judge

you or determine that,

but it is my job to transport

you back to our offices

where you can then choose whether or not

you wanna go into witness protection

prior to testifying against your husband

like you agreed to do or join him at trial.

- I am not going anywhere

until my midwife gets

here and I have my baby.

- Baby, baby.

That's why you fled.

And Sasha is your midwife

and she's coming here tonight?

- I'm being induced for Christmas.

- Well, how festive.

Yeah, that kind of sounds like a song.

- Do you honestly think

that I would've hugged you

and gave you cookies if I had known

you were a marshal and not my midwife?

- You know what?

We're gonna wait here for Sasha then.

- Yeah.

- [Mary] Really?

- Oh, absolutely.

'Cause babysitting you tonight

is getting me out of going home

and spending Christmas with my brother.

So...

- Okay, so now what?

- I'm gonna call this in

and and we're gonna wait

and you know, you can, you

can choose whether or not

you wanna go into witness

protection with your baby

or, or prison without.

But if you try to run or fight,

or negotiate your way out of this,

your a*s is gonna be

dragged outta here in cuffs.

You got me?

(dramatic music)

I'll take one of those cookies now.

- Alright. All right. We're

getting there. We're getting there.

(indistinct) any donkeys.

Hey, right there.

- What?

- Right there.

- Oh yeah.

Wow. This is it...

if it isn't the Mary

Marshall, what you think?

- Oh yeah.

- Yeah. Let's do it.

Which way should we get in there?

What do you think?

Should we go to this creek right here?

Like down the creek?

Or wait, wait, hold on.

You know what I care about?

- No, let's go down the rocks on this side.

- I don't care for views dude,

nobody cares about

getting in there sneaking.

Nobody cares.

How many views do you think we get?

Because last time we did it,

we had the tracking shot

following him and he came in last.

- [Participant] Right, right, right.

- Let's do it that way.

- [Mary] So what's with the outfit

if you're not a fan of Christmas?

- Oh, I'm not, not a fan of

Christmas. I love Christmas.

- Then why are you trying to get outta

spending it with your family?

- Work.

Can I, can I use your phone please?

- I don't have one.

Oh, I thought you meant a landline.

- [Jo] No.

- Ah, so that's how you found me.

- Earlier today we found Peter,

intercepted him en route here.

- [Mary] Peter was headed here?

- To k*ll you. We believe.

- So Jo, what is it exactly

you're supposed to do?

Transport me, keep me safe.

Maybe take a b*llet for me

to ensure that I testify against him.

- Well, the former, yes,

but as for the latter, no.

No one's taken any b*ll*ts.

Not unless you try to run.

In which case I'm more

likely to sh**t you with one

than take one for you.

- Hmm. So, according to your hypothetical,

you'd be perfectly comfortable

sh**ting a pregnant woman on Christmas.

- Christmas, no, no.

Christmas Eve.

That's different.

Although obviously I'd

aim for below the equator.

You know, like the thigh,

knee, maybe the foot.

- Well, Jo's here.

- [Participant] Yeah, I got the marshal.

- I mean, the marshal is here.

You know she's gonna

have a g*n of some sort.

- Battery. I need another battery.

Okay, you guys ready?

- Let's do it.

- I'll swap out the battery and then...

- Alright.

- Yeah, let's do it.

- [Participant] Let's go.

- Alright.

- I'll go first.

You trail. Cool.

- [Participant] Alright.

- Alright.

- You know what looks like these cookies

need a few more minutes.

Should be done by the time

I get back from the bathroom.

You don't mind, do you?

This one's just leaning

right up against my bladder.

- What? Your phone.

I'll get it on the way back.

(suspenseful music)

- You know what?

I'm just gonna do a little

peek-a-doodle-do around here.

Make sure you can't get out.

Okay?

Yep. Alright.

- Do your thing.

- Alright, thank you.

- Yep.

(dramatic music)

Hey, Mary.

(dramatic music)

- No, no.

I'm not letting anyone take my baby.

I'm not going anywhere.

No!

- What's that smell?

The cookies.

(fire alarm beeping)

Hey.

Hey, you come back here.

You!

- Oh come on, don't run.

All I want for Christmas is you.

- Yeah.

- What the...?

- Not tonight.

Him, not you.

Also, where were you

gonna run in this cold?

- Away.

- Come on, Jo. Hand her over. All right.

Just go back and hang out with your family.

Spend a little time with them tonight.

The ones I haven't put in

jail already, how about that?

(g*n clicks)

(suspenseful music)

- Not a chance.

- Okay, fine. I'll split the

prize money with you.

Will that work?

50 grand sound good?

- Yeah, it sure is.

And if you're willing to give me 50K,

I bet she's worth double that to you.

- Well, that's kind of idea, split.

- You know what I mean?

Like 50 K times two.

Times two.

- 200,000.

- Yeah, exactly. 200,000.

- Okay. Whatever. $100, does that work?

- Uh-uh, no.

Back off, Golden.

You know the rule. Finder's keepers.

- Not with 200K at stake.

Alright, uncuff her, I'm

gonna, I'm gonna take her.

- You mean like uncuff her with this?

- Yeah.

- Oops, went into the creek there. Sorry.

- (indistinct) aren't those standard

issued law enforcement cuffs?

- Dumb.

(dramatic music)

- There's a universal key, moron.

Get 'em.

- No, my god.

- Get off. No! (g*n shot)

(Jo screaming)

- [Mary] Have you been shot?

(g*n shots)

- What are you doing?

- [Mary] I'm saving your life.

- Put me down, I'd rather die.

(g*n shots)

(participant screaming)

(car honking) (g*n shots)

(car crashing)

(fire crackling)

- [Mary] Get the door.

(Jo panting loudly)

- Oh god.

I did not need you to do that.

- Not that I had a choice now, did I?

And it's the least I could do

for you taking a b*llet for me.

- That was not on purpose. Trust me.

I'm more than likely to not ever know

how to sh**t you myself.

- You are the forger of your own peace.

You are the forger of your own peace.

Whew. Manifesting.

- Now?

Really?

- Yeah. It helps me.

Calms me down.

Ooh, you should try it.

Close your eyes. Come on.

The quieter you are, the more you hear.

(g*n shots)

- Oh my God.

All I hear, all I hear

is the sound of b*ll*ts

ricocheting off these

windows from the hitman

your husband hired to k*ll you.

- He wouldn't do that.

- No. No.

It's all just a huge coincidence.

Him, the hitman, Golden.

- Yeah, and who was he?

Another Marshall?

- Does he look like a Marshall?

He is a wannabe celebrity bounty hunter

and the fricking bane of my existence.

- Oh, so not a friend and a

professional colleague, huh?

- Definitely not.

He is a bitter rival.

And I'll let the hitman get

you before I ever let Golden.

- I was being facetious.

So what family member

did he put behind bars?

Is that why you're avoiding Christmas?

- Hey, focus, quick.

k*ll these lights.

- Make it harder for whoever your husband

didn't hire to k*ll you to see inside here.

You do not have that.

- What?

It's like one of the best

inventions of the '80s.

Ooh, ooh, ooh.

- You know what we, we

gotta get you to a hospital.

- I'm waiting for my midwife.

- Uh-uh. No you're not.

Where is your phone?

Where is it?

- [Mary] I must have dropped it outside.

- Oh, how convenient.

- Given the situation. I kind of disagree.

- Okay, what is your wifi password?

You don't know.

Okay, look, there's

one on the router, okay.

But creating your own wifi password

literally one of the number

one ways to get hacked.

- Where's the router?

- Game room downstairs.

(suspenseful music)

- Hey, it's me.

Yeah, my phone didn't have any signals,

So I'm on Mary's phone.

No, but there's somebody else here though.

- [Frankie] Go and get him.

Now. Go, go, go, go.

- So, how does someone like you...

- So, how does someone like you...

- Get into sewing?

- Get familiar with labor?

It's just one of those hobbies I picked up

to pass the time since my husband left me.

- Going on the lam.

Sorry, sorry. Didn't...

- It's okay.

I guess the two aren't

entirely mutually exclusive,

but you know, it's only so much you can do

when you're all alone

trying to avoid people

and being found.

- And pregnant.

- Yeah, and pregnant.

Me, I picked up sewing

and baking, reading.

- Yeah.

- Krav Maga, spinning, meditating.

- Wow, yeah.

- Pretty much anything I

could do while being alone

to avoid asking the question

why my husband left me

for a sorority pledgee.

- Yeah, too bad you couldn't just drink.

- Oh, I drink a lot.

Yep, fetal alcohol syndrome, guaranteed.

- Oh!

- I'm kidding (chuckles)

No, seriously I am.

Not a drop. Not a drop.

So you and labor,

you can't have kids?

- What?

- Oh my God.

You had a miscarriage, didn't you?

I'm, I'm, I'm so sorry.

- No, no, no, no, no, no.

I didn't have any miscarriage, Jesus.

Why can't I have kids?

- I don't know. Why can't you?

- What? No, no.

I mean, I can, I think it's just,

why do you think I don't already do?

- Because you're here

trying to avoid your family on Christmas.

- I mean, doesn't everyone.

- Avoid their family on Christmas?

- And every other holiday.

- No. Holidays are meant for family.

- Well, you clearly don't have kids.

- Well, soon

and I plan on spending

every single one with this one.

- My brother is an OB,

if you know you need.

- Oh, what's the niece who can sew.

- Yeah.

- You know, I don't understand

why you're trying to avoid family

that makes you light

up like a Christmas tree.

- Just my brother.

- Why? What happened?

- Long story.

- Had anything to do with

what your blonde bestie said about you.

Who he put behind bars.

- You know what? It is

gonna be a Christmas miracle

if I don't sh**t you tonight.

- Geez. I'm sorry. Just joking.

- Don't.

- Yikes.

Well, what happened? I mean, who, who...

- No, no, no, no, no, no, no.

We are not doing this.

We are not a bunch of gals

chatting about the fam over Christmas.

I am a Marshall, you are a fugitive.

- I'm not a fugitive. I'm a witness.

- Yeah, who flipped on her husband

after being arrested

with him for embezzlement

and then fled to avoid testifying.

Making you a fugitive.

- I fled to have my baby

not to avoid testifying.

- Yeah, yeah, yeah.

Having a kid with him to

keep him from leaving you

after you flip on him.

Whew. That's smart.

- I'm not having a child to keep him.

And I only agreed to testify against him

after the FBI informed me about his affair

and his plan to frame me for embezzlement.

- Yeah.

- It's not flipping

if I was innocent from the beginning.

- Yeah, I'm sure you knew

nothing about it (chuckles)

Jesus, you sound just like my brother.

- Oh, so now you wanna talk about family.

- You know what?

Shut up and seal it.

We're leaving.

- No, I told you I'm not going anywhere

until my midwife gets here.

- Did your pregnancy brain make you forget

about the hitman who's

out there trying to k*ll you?

You think he's just gonna wait for us?

He is coming in here where

we won't be when he arrives.

- Okay. So we're supposed

to go where he already is?

- Yes. We just need to get to the car

and you need to pee.

I thought you really had to pee.

- It's called performance anxiety.

It's a little hard to pee

with you sitting right next to me.

(dramatic music)

(wheel pressure gashing)

(dramatic music)

- Clearly a bunch of people want you shot.

I knew it couldn't just

be your husband and me.

- Well, you can sh**t us outta here, right?

- sh**t us out?

- Yeah. You know. Bang bang. Pow pow.

- What is this, a 1950s western?

And who are you?

I thought you were non-violent.

- I am, but you are not.

I mean, that's what I

hired you for, remember?

- Well, yeah. When I was

supposed to be your midwife.

Also what kind of midwife

walks around with an unconcealed g*n?

- [Mary] Can you get us outta here or not?

- Well, I mean, are there any other exits?

- Well, there's a, a window

in the garage. The game room.

- Okay.

That's probably the closest.

Well, where does that take us?

- Outside, duh.

Well, a creek.

- So your plan is either

I sh**t us outta here

or we go for a polar bear

plunge in a freezing creek.

- You have a better plan?

Please share.

- Oh, okay.

There's the pee.

(indistinct)

(suspenseful music)

- [Frankie] Check upstairs.

- [Jo] Put this on.

- What?

Oh god. A lot of good this did you?

- Well, it's not designed to

protect your leg or your head.

- Well, what if I just shot there?

- Don't. Also avoid the

belly and, and the sides.

- Great.

- All right, here we go.

(dramatic music)

- The Slay Bell. Frankie silent night.

- Oh, whoops.

Naughty or nice.

It doesn't matter if you're on my hit list.

(g*n shots)

That's the sound of a man

not collecting this bounty.

Feliz Navidad.

(g*n shots)

(dramatic music)

You see Santa is full of surprises,

but I gotta say, dead looks good on you.

Why am I talking to a dead man?

I've gotta make some friends.

Cookies. Santa loves cookies.

We all know that much, huh?

- Oopsie. Vest.

Santa forgot to check twice.

I'm not that easy to

knock off the Naughty list.

- Say hello to my little helpers.

(dramatic music)

You've got a knack elf tossing.

Go downstairs. Get 'em.

- [Golden] That was my g*n.

Billy?

(dramatic music)

- [Mary] What are you doing?

- [Jo] Where's the router?

(Mary groaning)

Did you just fake a contraction?

- What? No.

- [Jo] Then why'd you make that noise?

- What noise?

- Not that noise.

- [Mary] No, they're coming.

We gotta keep moving.

- If you don't get

serious, they'll k*ll us.

- If that's what you manifest, sure.

You're supposed to be protecting me.

- That's what I'm trying to do.

- Are you kidding me?

Yeah. Yeah.

(glasses shattering)

- Serious?

(glasses shattering) (dramatic music)

- Cringe-worthy.

- But you missed my jingle ball.

(dramatic music)

(Golden and Frankie groaning)

(dramatic music)

Silent night

Holy night

(Frankie groaning)

(dramatic music)

(indistinct)

(indistinct)

Okay.

Why isn't this working, Mary?

- Of course, it's not working.

- What do you mean of

course it's not working.

The password is on the router.

- I know.

I said there's one on the router.

The default password.

I didn't say I used it.

Come on using the default password

is the number one way to get hacked.

- Oh my gosh. You cannot be serious.

Enter the password.

- They're coming. We gotta keep moving.

- [Jo] Absolutely not.

- You are wasting time,

and we are gonna get k*lled.

- Yeah, if that's what

you wanna manifest. Sure.

Hey, I'm Mary and I'm not going anywhere.

What? Oh, you know what?

On second thought, let's run.

Wait, you wanna help me

and my baby get outta here,

then I'm gonna stay.

Oh, no. Oh no.

You've called for help here. Time to run.

- Stop. You sound like a baby.

- Yeah, imitating you.

Now, do you want my help or not, Mary?

- All I wanna do is to protect my baby.

- Then do that.

- Here.

- Okay.

- That's what you get for

k*lling my buddies, Santa.

(phone ringing)

(dramatic music)

Now where did this elf go with my g*n?

- You better hope he picks up.

I can't believe that you lied.

- I didn't lie. I withheld.

And can you not?

You're kind of jogging things

down here unnecessarily.

(dramatic music)

(phone ringing)

Come on.

They're gonna get in.

(dramatic music)

(door crushing)

(dramatic music)

- Oh, ah, the skip's

here and she's in labor.

Yeah. Yeah, and there's a

hitman here and Golden too.

They're in the house.

I need your help, back up and an ambulance.

- Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa.

Did, did you just say

that the skip is pregnant

and there's a hitman there.

- Yes, and Golden too.

- Okay, well, where's the skip now?

- [Jo] I have her.

- [Peter] What hitman?

- The one you hired to

k*ll your pregnant wife?

- I didn't hire a hitman.

But wait, Mary's pregnant?

(dramatic music)

Oh, damn. What the hell is that for?

- Don't play dumb with me.

- I'm not.

I swear I didn't, and

I, I didn't hire a hitman.

Why would I do that when

I'm going back to see her?

She's pregnant.

- Yeah.

So if you didn't hire a hit

man, then who would've?

- Former client maybe.

We stole a lot of money

from a lot of, a lot of people.

- You know who did it.

You're still owed a phone call.

Let's go. Come on.

(dramatic music)

(g*n shots)

(dramatic music)

- Get something.

(dramatic music)

Those are some serious

Krav Maga skills you got here, huh?

Get it, Jo.

- [Mary] Okay, I'm on it. I'm on it

(dramatic music)

- sh**t him.

- For someone who's nonviolent,

you want an unhealthy

number of people shot,

you know that, right?

(dramatic music)

(Elf crying)

(dramatic music)

- Going under. I got him.

Oh my God.

- [Mary] You better

get down that little axe

away from my baby.

(dramatic music)

Get back.

You are not touching me or my baby.

(dramatic music)

- Self-defense only.

- Yeah, he, he's fine.

- Ah, bad idea.

(dramatic music)

- I don't want it back. Let's go.

(dramatic music)

(gentle music)

- [Mary] Gotta get outta here now.

- Hey, you know what?

I'm just gonna slow you

down with my leg like this.

Here, take my phone.

It's also my key to my

car, which is right out there.

As soon as you get

service, call my brother, Nick.

He's listed in my phone as Douchecanoe.

He's a d*uche, but he's, he's

never not been there for me.

So when you call him,

tell him what happened and where you are,

and he'll come.

And I will take care of Golden

and whoever else is out there.

And you go start your family.

- What are you talking about?

- I am not gonna let me or

my job ruin another family.

I've already done it once

and it's why I'm here now.

You know?

- I mean, what are you talking about?

- Oh, who knew you

could have pregnancy brain

when you're not even pregnant. (laughs)

Ya. The thing is...

- You had the key in your

pocket the entire time.

(dramatic music)

- Yeah, Golden dropped it when he ran.

- Oh, God.

- It is the only way I could ensure

that you wouldn't run off on me.

After all you did lie to me

about the whole password

and router thing, so

technically we're even.

- I didn't lie.

I withheld to protect my baby.

- I mean, so did I.

- You, you watched me pee.

- I mean, I tried my best not to look.

- Come on.

- Well, I wish you had,

you would've seen a small human

trying to escape from my vag*na.

- (laughs) How metaphoric.

All right.

I guess I am coming with you.

(bright music)

(Sasha speaking in foreign language)

Okay. All right. Mother with child first.

- No, I insist you first,

so you can help me down.

- Okay, yeah. Yeah. Smart.

Yeah. Okay.

Oh man, my leg. Ooh.

- [Mary] Okay. Careful.

- Oh, yeah. Yeah.

Oh, good thing there's a bar out here.

Oh.

Okay.

- Watch yourself.

Alright.

- Mary?

Mary?

What the hell are you doing?

- [Mary] Maternal instinct.

- What?

For the a millionth time.

I'm trying to protect you, Mary.

- I see that, but witness protection

was not a part of my birth plan.

I'm sorry, Jo.

Remember, your focus

determines your reality.

- The reality is there's

henchmen and a hitman in there

and it is not safe for you.

- [Mary] That's what this is for.

- What?

Wait, wait.

I didn't think you would

even touch those things.

- I'll do anything to protect my baby.

- Well, what are you gonna do?

sh**t up the place.

- Yeah, but only in self-defense

against those who are trying to k*ll me.

(phone dings)

Oh,

it's Noel.

I'll let her know you'll

see her later today.

Jo, remember,

manifest success.

- No, Mary.

Mary I'm gonna manifest

throwing your a*s in jail

when I get back in there.

Mary!

(dramatic music)

(gentle music)

(mumbles)

Focus determines your reality.

Manifest success.

The quieter you become,

the more you can hear.

(bright music)

(Sasha whistling)

(laughs)

Mary.

I have Merry Christmas not you.

No Merry Christmas for them.

Too bad, so sad.

Okay, alright, (indistinct) (g*n shots)

- Who are you?

- Where is she?

- I asked you first, Drago.

- Drago's uncle.

He lose and not I.

Nice sweater, but I think mine's better.

Tell me where she is or

I do the same to you?

- I don't know.

And I wouldn't tell your ugly

oversized KGBS even if I did.

- Okay, suit yourself.

Suit yourself.

g*n's fake.

- What?

- It's not real.

If you don't tell me where Teresa is

I'll break you like pretzel.

- Teresa?

- [Sasha] Yes.

- Teresa...

- How do you know my real name?

I told you I'm not going anywhere

until my midwife gets here.

- The midwife, Sasha?

- Okay, okay, now how, how,

how you, how you know that?

- The midwife.

- No, no. I'm midwife.

(Sasha screaming) (dramatic music)

You are imposter.

Imposter.

You are imposter.

Imposter.

(Mary panting)

- (indistinct) pig, you are imposter.

- I'm not imposter.

I'm a, I'm a Marshall.

I'm here to help Mary.

To protect her.

- I don't know Mary.

- The baby, labor.

- Maybe your Mary is my Teresa.

- Yes.

What the hell kind of a midwife are you?

- A midwife that, that

protect child new to life.

- Oh, you're a coyote.

No wonder Mary had to wait.

- Yeah. Yeah. So yeah. Yeah. Okay.

Yes, I'm Coyote, I'm, I'm midwife.

I do DJ too.

DJ Sasha is on the radio

sometimes in Russia.

You know, Mariah?

All I want for Christmas

- Okay.

- Hands up

- You gotta...

- You gotta find Mary,

'cause we, we've got a baby.

- You've got a baby to deliver.

- Baby.

- Yes, baby. You're right.

- Yeah.

I forgot about the baby.

-Okay.

- Hey, look, you know,

I'm, I'm really sorry

about that whole ugly oversight.

- It, it's fine, it's fine.

I, I am former KGB though.

I'm, I'm former KGB and big.

I'm, I'm very, very big.

But the ugly...

- Yeah. That was like totally,

totally unnecessary.

- I dunno, I dunno about the ugly.

The ugly was, it was a lot.

- It was unnecessary.

- It was a lot.

- It's heat of the moment kind of stuff.

- Heat of the moment.

- It, it, it kind of hurt.

- It, it hurt me a little.

- Yeah. Yeah. No,

it was heat of the moment

and I'm, I'm real sorry.

- It's, it's fine.

- Yeah, yeah.

Please, it's okay.

I tried to k*ll you, so we're even.

We're even, huh?

- [Jo] Cool.

- Yeah, you did.

- Right?

- Okay.

- Yeah.

- Okay. Okay.

- Mary.

- Mary, yes.

Okay, let's go.

- Yeah.

- After, after me,

or after you.

- Our future depends on

what we do in the present.

Inhale the future.

Exhale the past.

A star begins to fill with a single drop.

A journey begins with a single step.

(Sasha speaking indistinctly)

(g*n clicks)

(Sasha speaking indistinctly)

...friends with polar bear.

- His name is...

(g*n shot)

- Oh my God.

Mary, why?

- Breast pump, it helps speed up labor.

I figured I could move a lot quicker

with the baby on the outside.

- Not that, that.

- I told you I would do what I

had to do to protect my baby.

- No, but that, that,

that man was trying to protect your baby.

- Who?

- Him. That's Sasha.

- [Mary] What?

- Or was.

- Oh my God.

Jo, what have I done?

No, no, no, no, no.

Before tonight, I was a

nonviolent law abiding citizen

who wouldn't touch a g*n.

Now I'm a g*n-toting m*rder*r.

- But you're, you're not a, a m*rder*r.

You're a...

- I'm sorry.

- I mean No, no, you're just...

You thought that he was gonna harm you

and clearly shot him in self defense.

And that makes you a

manslaughterer at most.

- He wasn't just my

midwife, he was my coyote.

- I know.

- I withheld that too.

- Why?

- Because you never would've let us stay

and wait for him if you'd

known he was coming here

to deliver my baby and get us outta here.

- Then why bother with a coyote?

Why not just go into witness protection

if you're trying to, you know, start fresh.

- I already told you I

can't begin to tell you

the things I've gone

through to carry this baby.

- Begin.

- All I ever wanted was a family.

But Peter wanted...

- So you are having this

baby to try to keep him.

- What?

No. Peter wanted the

business, that was his baby.

So I had to put mine on hold.

Before we launched the firm,

I froze my eggs.

I thought that if I helped

give Peter what he wanted,

he'd do the same for me.

But he didn't,

instead he cheated on me

and left me for one

of our youngest clients.

Used our business to

embezzle millions with her,

and then tried to frame me for all of it.

And it was only after the

FBI informed me of all of that,

that I agreed to testify and

go into witness protection.

I thought that I could start a new life

and a family on my own.

The only problem was that the eggs

belonged to Mary Newton, not Theresa Brady.

If I went into witness

protection, IVF was out,

and I didn't wanna wait for

what I wanted any longer.

- Well, then why didn't

you just do the in vitro

and then go into witness protection?

- Definitely would've been

a lot easier than fleeing,

avoiding people and being found.

- [Jo] Yeah, and safer too for both of us.

- [Mary] You're right about that.

- Yeah.

- But honestly, I just didn't

wanna start my baby's life out with a lie,

after I had in vitro

and found out I was pregnant, I just ran.

And I've been having to

lie as a result ever since.

- Yeah, that happens.

- What happens?

- Doing the exact opposite

of what you set out to do.

- Your brother?

- All I ever wanted to

do was protect my family.

That's why I became a

marshal in the first place.

- [Mary] Well, what happened?

- I found out his wife

was running a catfishing

and money laundering ring online

and I arrested her and,

yeah.

- [Mary] And you and your

brother had a falling out

because you put your

badge in front of your family?

- Sort of.

Our falling out stemmed

more from the fact that

I accused my brother of

knowing what she was doing

and putting his family in peril

by turning a blind eye to it.

And then things didn't

really get any better

when I tried to remedy the situation

by vouching for her with the courts

so that she could get bail

only to have her skip out

on my brother, my niece,

and the court date resulting in...

- Golden.

- Yeah.

(bright music)

(phone ringing)

- [Caller] Is it true that she's pregnant?

Frankie Anthony?

Press the key if you can hear me.

- Yeah, Slay Bell ain't pressing anything.

He's a silent one now.

- [Caller] Oh, I see. I don't

care what happened to him.

All I care about is getting what I want.

Now tell me, who is this?

- You can call me, The Grinch.

- [Caller] The Grinch.

No, I'm not calling you that.

- Okay, Golden's fine then.

- [Caller] You're that Bounty Hunter, huh?

Listen to me very carefully, Golden.

Forget about the measly

200,000 bounty you're after.

Deliver Mary to me with the baby

along with Peter and I'll pay you

what Frankie was going to get,

1 million dollars.

- So in trying to protect my

family, I ruined it instead.

- Jo, you didn't ruin it.

You did what you thought was best for Noel

and Douchecanoe, right?

Things falling apart

sometimes is a testing and also a healing.

Just call him and make things right.

- Absolutely not.

- Please.

- [Jo] Nope.

- For me.

- Nope.

We are not gonna do this.

We've already been through this.

I have tried to make

amends and you know what,

I- like, it's not my fault

that his wife up and left.

And, you know, I have, I have

literally sat outside of that house

every day watching Noel

every time he's been on

call for the last six months,

so that my decision to

arrest his criminal wife

didn't become a financial

burden for him or his family.

You know, calling me is

the least that he can do.

- No, I mean, now.

Please, Jo for me, please.

- Really.

- I need you to get this

baby outta me safely.

- Oh, ooh.

- Okay.

Nick.

- [Nick] Hey, Jo, you okay?

And tell me about the mother.

- I'm fine. What?

Wait, how do you know about the, what?

- [Nick] Noel, your texts.

Come on.

- Did you text my brother?

- I told you I was going to.

- What the hell did you say?

- Nothing.

Oh, Merry Christmas.

And that you were sorry,

and you couldn't wait to spend Christmas

with your family.

- Mary, what in the actual...

- [Nick] Oh, Merv called too.

- What?

Merv?

- [Nick] He said EMTs were having trouble

making their way up to you right now.

So you might need some help

with the mom and the baby.

Speaking of which,

tell me how long she's

been in labor right now.

Do you know how far she's dilated to?

- About eight hours.

What are you dilated to, Mary?

- I don't know.

How am I supposed to know that?

- [Nick] You're gonna

have to check the cervix.

- Okay.

Okay.

- [Nick] Okay. Let me talk to her.

- All right.

Mary, Douchecanoe,

- Douchecanoe, Mary.

- Hi.

- Hey Mary. How you doing?

You know, I'm Dr. Douchecanoe,

but most people call me Nick.

Let's, let's just get

into this a little bit here.

Have you ever felt your cervix?

Do you know what it

felt like before all this?

- No.

- [Nick] I'm gonna have Jo do it.

Mary, are you comfortable with that?

- Yes.

- What? No.

- Yes.

- Jo,

just tell me what you see.

Let's start with that.

- I see a pregnant woman

who shouldn't have shot her coyote midwife.

- What?

- Nothing. Jesus.

Okay, just tell me, just

tell me what I have to do.

- Okay, Jo, before you do anything at all,

can you see the baby's head?

If the cervix is fully dilated,

the head should be crowning at this point.

- I mean, can I just tell you that I see it

even if I don't?

What happens then?

- Fetal distress,

Perennial tears, potential stillborn.

- [Nick] Jo, stay with me.

- [Mary] Okay.

- Hmm. Okay.

Just gonna spread

these open just a little bit

so I can...

Oh, nope.

Don't see anything. Don't see it.

- Okay, Jo, I want you to

gently take your middle finger

and your index finger.

That's right.

And insert them into her vag*na, gently.

- Okay. This is happening.

- Not with your gross, bare hands, Jo.

- Sasha brought a bag.

- Okay.

Okay.

Look. Hey, how convenient.

Plus, yeah, this will help. Right, right.

Yeah, okay.

Okay, um...

All right.

Oh my gosh.

How have they not invented

something better than this by now?

Look at me.

I'm just like you.

Okay.

- Yeah.

Okay.

God, it so gross.

Okay.

Okay.

Yeah. Can you, you know what?

Both of you just stop staring at me, okay?

You're making me nervous.

- Jo, just tell me what you feel.

- Shame, confusion.

Regret.

I really never should have accused you

of knowing what your wife was doing.

I'm, I'm really sorry.

That was really wrong.

- And...

- Really?

Really, Jo.

You gonna choose now to apologize to him?

Now?

- What do you feel?

- Okay, it's real spongy in there.

- Perfect. Perfect.

Okay, go to the end of that hallway

and I want you to feel for a door.

- Are you serious?

- [Nick] Yes. Jo, feel for the door.

- Okay. Yep, found the door.

- Good. Good, good, good.

Okay, we're onto something here.

Just tell me how open it is.

- It's ajar.

- [Nick] Is it hard?

- I don't know. Not really.

- Feel for the baby's head.

- I don't know.

- Look and see.

- I don't want to.

- [Nick] Jo, you have to do this.

Come on. Can you see the baby's head?

- Oh man. It's like the

red wedding up in here.

- Blood and mucus?

- [Jo] Yeah.

- Oh, okay.

Alright. Yeah, that's the bloody show.

Good.

- Oh, you better not, you better not.

- Oh, it sure is.

- Basically her mucus

plug has just dropped,

so you guys are probably

about eight centimeters.

- Okay, great.

Now what?

- [Nick] Now you wait.

- For what?

- Me to dilate two more centimeters.

- Oh, great.

Oh. Oh.

- [Mary] Jo?

- Oh God!

Jo?

- [Noel] Dad, Merv's here.

- Hold on one second. I

think Merv's at the door.

Any luck with the EMTs?

I got Jo on the phone,

she's been waiting for you.

- [Merv] Stay on the floor.

- [Noel] Aunty Jo, he has a g*n.

- Merv, what are you doing?

- I'm taking lead for a change.

- [Noel] Dad, are you okay?

- [Nick] It's gonna be okay.

- Don't you dare.

- Or else, what, Jo?

You're there. I'm here.

I mean, what are you gonna do?

- What do you want, Merv?

- I'm on brand.

I'm doing it for the same

reason you are, family.

Except I want what he wants.

- Jo.

- Jo.

- Who?

- [Mary] Golden.

- And since there's no

place to go, gimme her, Jo.

Gimme her, Jo.

Gimme her, Jo.

- He offered me 100 K.

What did it take for you to flip?

- Flip? No, no, no, no, no, no.

This whole partnership was my idea.

So I feed him our tips

and he films our grabs for clicks.

- And you make me look like an a*s.

- Well, I was gonna say

that we split everything 50/50

but making you look like an a*s,

that's just icing on the cake.

- Since when?

- Hey, don't ask questions

you know you already know the answer to.

Come on.

- You put the job before your family

and my family just profited from it.

Which brings us here, Jo.

You have a choice to make.

It's the same one it's always been,

your family or your job

because you're gonna lose one tonight.

- Yeah. You know, either way,

I'm gonna take your new little friend here

on this glorious Christmas morning.

Only difference is whether you

or your family have

another time to see it, okay?

(dramatic music)

- [Jo] How do I know I can trust you?

- [Merv] I'm an opportunist, not a liar.

Following this little Yankee

swap, you have my word

that Nick and Noel will be

returned to you unharmed.

- And how do you know you can trust me

not to turn you in after all this is over?

- [Merv] (laughs) Oh, I don't.

Which is why accounts were

created under your name

and incremental deposits made

after each one of Golden's snags,

beginning with Noel's Mom,

you turn us in, you go down too.

(Mary groaning)

- Just take her before

anything happens to the baby.

- [Mary] No.

- [Jo] And before I change my mind.

- We'll meet you at the extraction point.

Get it?

Extraction point

because you're gonna deliver her baby.

Oh, and merry Christmas, Jo.

- [Mary] No.

- [Golden] Let's go, let's go.

- [Mary] No, no, no.

- Get up, get up.

- [Golden] Let's go.

- Jo?

Jo?

No. Jo, help.

- No, no, no.

Not unless you wanna ruin

Christmas for your friend here.

You know what.

(g*n shot)

Jo!

Let's go.

Let's go.

(Jo screaming)

- Don't like Christmas after all.

Ah.

Oh, blood.

(phone vibrating)

What?

Oh.

Mary?

Ow.

Noel.

Ow.

Nick, Noel.

Oh. Oh.

(phone dings)

Good girl.

Good girl. I see you.

Okay.

Yep.

Oh, good.

Painkillers.

And a (indistinct).

Coming for you.

Noel, I'm coming for you.

Okay.

Perfect.

Yeah.

Whoa.

(indistinct)

Coming for you, Noel.

(Jo groaning)

Okay.

Oh god. Oh god.

One more.

(Jo groaning)

Ah, okay.

Okay.

Okay.

(subtle music)

(Jo panting)

(gentle music)

Manifest success.

(car engine revving)

(bright music)

(plane engine roaring)

All right, I'm feeling better.

I got this.

All right, Winters.

(phone ringing)

- [Winters] h*, h*, h*.

Merry Christmas, Johnston.

- That is not why I'm calling Winters.

Merv is the one who's

been tipping off Golden.

And he's been splitting the bounties

and I've tracked him

to the Bethlehem Airport

and I need backup.

- Bethlehem. Slow down.

So you're not calling to

wish me, Merry Christmas.

- Focus. He's got my niece, my brother,

and a woman in labor

and he could k*ll 'em all.

- Hey, Bethlehem Airport, hmm.

Hey, copy that.

Do not engage until we get there.

Understand?

- Sure thing.

(dramatic music)

- Johnston, you hear me?

Jo?

(indistinct)

(dramatic music)

(Mary groaning)

- So, what are we having?

- We, we haven't been

together in well over two years

since you left me for that psycho.

On what planet do you think

this baby is possibly yours?

And what would make you think

I'd ever wanna be with

somebody who would lie

and cheat on me, steal from me,

and then try to blame me for all of it.

- Mary, (speaking in

foreign language) or what?

Like you liking his oldest pic online

wasn't some thirst trap

you set to lure him back.

- Thirst trap?

(speaking in foreign language)

You both are delusional.

It was an accident.

So wait, are you trying to tell me,

you actually put a hit out on me

because you thought I wanted him back.

I would never want him back.

He's all yours.

- But I didn't know about the baby.

- Oh my God, it sounds like

the Nutcracker Ballet in here, guys.

Look, I made the delivery as promised.

Now why don't you transfer them funds?

(speaking in foreign language)

You'll get the money once we get the baby.

So why don't you go

get him so he can deliver.

Go (foreign word)

- Yeah, that's not gonna work like that.

- Peter.

- Need a water or something?

(Mary groaning)

- There you go baby.

Are you okay?

- Yeah.

- You all right there. Let me get this.

What is this?

Stay behind me.

What do you want?

Look, don't touch her.

Just take me, take me, here.

You can have me let her go.

Please. Please let.

(Nick groaning)

- [Noel] No!

Noel.

- Sit down.

Sit down like your daddy

before you get hurt, right?

Huh?

- Sit down.

Get down there like your papa, huh?

Don't do it. Don't do it.

Don't do it.

Hey, hey, don't do it.

You gonna deliver baby now, huh?

(Mary groaning)

You know they say every time a bell rings

an angel gets its wings.

Looks like that angel just found

a one way ticket to a mere concussion.

- Whoa.

Pump your brakes there Mr. Potter.

It's Christmas.

Besides half of that money's mine.

- Was.

(g*n shot)

- I got you babe.

- Noel,

you okay?

(Noel speaking faintly)

- Oh yeah, doctor finally got

a taste of his own medicine.

He's fine, okay?

He'll be fine.

- [Noel] Told you I'll

see you on Christmas.

- Yeah, I'm sure this is exactly

what you had in mind, isn't it?

- [Noel] I was (indistinct)

- High five.

Okay.

- What's the plan, what can I do?

- We are gonna get you outta here to safety

because the marshals

are on their way, okay?

- No, let's go get those c*ck.

- God, you are stubborn, you know that.

Okay fine.

But do exactly what I say

and do not talk, alright?

I'm coming for you Nick.

Don't go anywhere, stay with him. Yeah.

- Don't worry.

Don't worry.

Sending you the money right now.

(speaking in foreign language)

(phone dings)

- I see, that wasn't so hard was it, huh?

- Hands up.

- (chuckles) You really

gonna sh**t me Jo, huh?

- Oh Lord, this is it.

- You shot Merv.

- Merry Christmas to all

and to all a good night.

- Get on the ground.

- Jo. Jo. No, no, no.

Please don't leave me.

I need you to help me deliver this baby.

Please don't go.

Please.

- Okay, you know what?

I don't have drugs 'cause

I took your drugs, okay.

Or gloves so...

- This was not part of my birth plan.

- Yeah.

- Well, it looks like,

it looks like I'm gonna be

the first to welcome you

to motherhood because this

little one doesn't give a damn.

- It's out.

Oh, eyes, ears.

- (indistinct) connected.

Noel (indistinct) connected.

- Aunty Jo.

- Connected, connected.

- Don't do that to me.

(baby crying)

- It is just,

oh, it's a beautiful baby boy.

- If you say so.

- Sure.

- Oh, I always assumed it

was a girl this whole time.

- Oh, thank you Jo. He's perfect.

- Hi (laughs)

Wow. What are you gonna name him?

- Don't know yet, maybe Joseph.

- (laughs) Not bad.

You know you can have a

really cool nickname like Jo.

Hi Jo.

- [Noel] Jo Junior.

- I know.

- Jo Junior.

(dramatic music)

(indistinct)

(speaking in foreign language)

Babe, what are you doing?

- I'm going to get what I paid for.

- Mary said the baby isn't mine.

(speaking in foreign language)

And you believe everything

that comes out of her mouth.

Stop the fight.

Tada, I'll be back.

- Will this work?

- Guess that's what we got.

Hey you, hi.

(suspenseful music)

- Hello pretty girl.

Gimme the baby.

Right now give it to me.

Come here. It's okay.

Don't you touch that.

(plane engine roaring)

I paid for it.

Give it to me.

- Never.

- Give it to me, it's mine.

(suspenseful music)

(plane engine roaring)

(g*n shots)

(plane engine roaring)

(g*n shots)

- Good thing these drugs are kicking in.

(suspenseful music)

- Get this plane airborne already.

(suspenseful music)

- That woman is crazy.

(suspenseful music)

(g*n shots)

(sirens wailing)

So was it a boy?

- What?

What?

- He's white?

I told you that baby wasn't mine.

- No.

- Damn it!

- No.

The baby isn't real.

No.

- Jo?

(suspenseful music)

So they got away?

- Looks like Santa went rogue.

- And the others?

- Safe.

- Well, strength isn't

about what you could do, Jo.

It's about overcoming what

you thought you couldn't.

Color me impressed.

I'm proud of you.

(suspenseful music)

- You are, sir?

(plane engine roaring)

- Sir?

(plane engine roaring)

- Oh my.

My, my, my.

(suspenseful music)

Nice shot, Jo.

(Winter shouting indistinctly)

(gentle music)

(air whooshing)

(subtle music)

(upbeat music)

- [Jo] What do we got next?

Oh, that's my favorite.

- Oh, she's putting up an

ornament, you like that?

- Perfect.

(baby blabbing)

- Yeah.

That looks pretty, doesn't it?

- Next year there'll be

one up there for you too.

- [Noel] Wanna give it mom?

(bright music)

- [Mary] What's next?

- Oh, it's for mama.

- Thank you, honey.

Oh, it's my favorite.

- [Nick] Joseph, you want cut?

- [Jo] Oh.

(baby blabbing)

Oh, can you give that to me, honey?

(baby blabbing)

That's all of us.

Oh, I love that one.

That's my favorite.

Perfect.

- Told you Santa always delivers.

- [Jo] He sure does.

- He does.

- Well, looks like all

we have left is tinsel.

- Oh no, no. I swear to God.

You put tinsel on that tree, I am leaving.

- What is it with you and tinsel?

- Oh, come on...

- Seriously I love tinsel.

- Jo.

- I love tinsel too. Is sparkling fun.

- Yeah.

- I have my reasons.

- I don't know. It's three against one.

- Oh, Joseph, do you like tinsel?

- Do you like tinsel?

- Do you like tinsel?

- Yeah.

- Four.

- [Mary] Four against one

- Sister rolled out.

- [Mary] Completely rolled out.

- Bye guys.

See y'all.

See y'all next year.

- I'm out.

- I gonna go get the tinsel.

(suspenseful music)

Where my homie Santa with the gifts

He told me that he

double checked the list

One time, two time, do a fly by

Gone in a flash, he'll

be done by sunrise

Where my homie Santa with the gifts

Where he at

He told me that he

double checked the list

One time, two times, third time charm

Imagine all the joy that

we'll feel in the morning

Bells ringing angelic

Spirit in my bones

Angels in the snow

Airports packed

People trying to make it home

Gifts in a sack, whole city in a globe

Shovel in the streets

Sprinkle salt at our feet

Ice skating where you step

I'm as jolly as it gets

Dressed in all red

Stuffing treats in a stocking

Hella gingerbread

Peppermint milk chocolate

(indistinct), trench coat, scarf

With the Gucci print silky

Drag a whole tree through the crib

The rug filthy

Gumbo on the porch

Rolling up some mistletoe

Was colder than the study knows

Where my homie Santa with the gifts

Where he at

He told me that he

double checked the list

One time, two times, do a fly by

Gone in a flash

He'll be done by sunrise

Where my homie Santa with the gifts

Where he at

He told me that he

double checked the list

One time, two times, third time charm

Imagine all the joy that

we'll feel in the morning

Slay bell singing

with chestnut over heat

Cookies and milk I'm

trying to add my BMI

But they taste so sweet, man

I do this every time,

every holiday season

I got watch my waistline, but it's fine

Matchbox cars and

Lego sets for the kiddos

Send a big stepping on

the roof like the fiddler

Snowflakes dancing

in the light like crystals

Hot cold coat with

marshmallows as you waiting

Ornaments hanging like decorations

Happy Hanukkah and

Kwanza to all my neighbors

Holiday cheer to all

my people that need it

I'm filled with the spirit

I share with those who receiving

Where my homie Santa with the gifts

He told me that he

double checked the list

One time, two times, do a fly by

Gone in a flash

He'll be done by sunrise

Where my homie Santa with the gifts

Where he at

He told me that he

double checked the list

One time, two times, third time charm

Imagine all the joy that

we'll feel in the morning

'Cause we'll store a little bit

We'll store a little for you

'Cause we'll store a little bit

We'll store a little for you

(music fades)