23 Décembre (2022)

Christmas & New Years movies collection.

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23 Décembre (2022)

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Every year, it's the same thing.

All the pressure, the stress.

We're ready for you
on set, Mr. Blouin.

We rush to tie up loose ends,
decorate the house and buy presents...

Come on, get up!

Hurry! I don't want
to be late to practice.

We want everything to be perfect.

Until it blows up in our face.

By then, we're fed up with the carols
we've been hearing since Halloween.

Why do we do this to ourselves?

We are beginning our descent
into Montreal.

It is currently -7ºC,
and a snow storm is expected.

Thank you for flying with us.
Happy holidays!

But like they say, we'll all get
to Christmas at the same time.

We'll be OK, we'll survive.

In a few years,
we'll forget the details.

And we'll ask each other,
"Remember that?

It was so magical!"

Merry Christmas!

It never changes!

Every year, the same thing!
- Then get a new wife!

You're like your mother!
- Excuse me?!

No, no, no!

No, you cut us off, I saw it.

Don't cry, you'll get it back.
I promise.

You'll find it
underneath the tree.

Smile!

How rude!

TWO DAYS BEFORE CHRISTMAS

A GUILLAUME LESPÉRANCE PRODUCTION

ORIGINAL IDEA AND SCRIPT BY
INDIA DESJARDINS

DIRECTED BY MIRYAM BOUCHARD

In two minutes, you're on air
with the Saguenay morning show.

They're calling my cell.

After the signing later, the promo
will be done and you can relax.

I'm going to miss you!
- Me too!

Some change for my elves,
that'd be swell.

Some change for my...

Ah, thanks.
- Merry Christmas.

That's lovely.
Thank you, ma'am. Merry Christmas!

FOR MY ELVES

A Santa with bad grammar
doesn't look good.

Who the f*ck
you think you are?

Merry Christmas to both
of the ladies.

You know the movies where
the main character is mean to Santa

and bad things happen,
then at the end you realize

it's because he wanted
to teach him a lesson?

Yeah...
- It made me superstitious.

Like you wake up in a parallel life
with your college boyfriend and 3 kids?

My worst nightmare!

We don't have to
take lessons from Santa.

We can do what we want
with our lives!

I'm doing great on my own,
I'm an independent woman.

It's just that... I'm always
single at Christmas.

And I thought, this year I'd like...
a little magic in my life?

So now's not the time to piss off Santa
and jinx my karma.

Your interview...

Hello? Yes, here she is.

You're on air.

Hello!

Yes, that's right, it's a book
about teens' reality,

about finding your place
and often feeling misunderstood...

Are you listening to me?

Mikaël, yoo hoo!

You're driving Dad to the airport and won't
have time to pick me up from practice,

so I'm meeting you at...

The Nutcracker.

Starting vacation off right!

Hey, Mom...

I'm not really feeling
the show this year...

What? It's our tradition!

That's just it...

You said yes months ago!

You can't change your mind
at the last minute.

If you didn't want to go,
you should have said so before.

I know you're angry
with your father for leaving,

but he's doing it for us,
so we can have a good life.

It's working.

Life is f*cking nice.

Language!

For the swear jar.

Bundle up!

Good evening, and welcome
to everyone watching at home.

We're here to celebrate Christmas
along with special guests,

surprises, and...
- Cut!

Cut!
- Let's try that again.

Problem with the sound!
- No worries.

Standby, everyone.
We're back in 5.

You'll announce Antoine Blouin.

He's back with a new
Christmas album, then...

You OK?

Sorry, I'm really on edge.

I haven't done a show
in so long.

I don't even know
if the audience remembers me.

Better to lose your audience
than your health.

My wife says the same thing.

Everything will be fine.

Thanks.
- Thank you.

Remember, people!

It's not the morning
of December 23,

it's tonight at 9pm,
everyone's done with dinner.

Let's have fun, OK?!

In 5, 4, 3...

Good evening, everyone!
We're here to celebrate Christmas.

Don't miss tonight's show,

with special guests and surprises.

Let's celebrate Christmas
together!

I like having more options
than "Christmas."

Like "the holidays."

It's more inclusive and respectful
of all traditions.

I say "Christmas," and I don't see
any reason to change!

Damn straight.

A society can only benefit
from being inclusive.

Will we have to start saying "decorative tree"
instead of "Christmas tree?"

With many Quebecers
coming from different cultural backgrounds,

why can't we include
and respect everybody?

We can't please everyone.

Come help me
instead of yelling at the TV.

Does everything have to change?

It won't k*ll us if the tourtière
has a gluten-free crust,

the Yule log is egg-free organic,

or the turkey's free-range
and raised locally!

I'm talking about "the holidays"
instead of "Christmas."

I don't think it's hard to say-
"Christmas"?

What'll they turn Santa into?
A distributor of recreational accessories?

We didn't do the tree!

We usually do it in November.

I'll let you finish that in peace

while I go cut us a tree.

Normand, speaking of trees,

the girls...

They don't want
a Christmas tree this year.

Not them too!

I think their argument
is that it isn't logical

to plant trees for the environment
and cut them down at Christmas.

They do have a point.

Oh, sh**t! Do I have
fair trade organic cocoa powder?

That's enough!

Stop it.

It's important that the chocolate
profits the country of origin.

You tell the girls to eat
what's on the table.

If I'd told my mother
I wouldn't eat her Christmas meal

because of this or that,

she'd have said,
"Then go hungry, and go to your room!"

They only come to Charlevoix
once a year!

I just want everyone
to be together.

I have friends

whose kids never come home
for the holidays...

Christmas!

When I'm in a nursing home,
I don't want to spend Christmas alone

because I exploited the poor
with my chocolate!

So there!

There it is!

I'm going out to cut a tree,
end of story!

Don't forget that tonight,
the Château Frontenac is hosting

a fundraising dinner
to help underprivileged families.

Tickets are still available
for $150!

No!
- Now onto to the weather...

No, no, no!

An incoming storm will affect
several regions of Quebec.

Strong winds are expected-

Hello!
- Hello.

Thank you.

What's this?

Morning, Chloe!
- Marc!

I thought you went down south
with the family!

I'm leaving shortly, I have
a few things to finish up.

I don't want you to think I don't trust you.
- No, no.

But the radio is saying that
tonight's event costs $150 a ticket.

At that price, it wouldn't be
the poor receiving charity.

I heard, but I double-checked and
the press release isn't to blame.

It definitely says $350.

When you first came to me with the idea,
I thought: Marc, don't waste your time.

But then I thought:
No, no, it's cute.

After all, it's a noble cause.

And having fresh ideas
is good for the hotel.

It's important to get involved.
It isn't just about the image.

Absolutely.

But the reality is that now,
with sites like Trip Advisor,

we're one cold brew away
from a bad review.

Since I hired you, our ratings
have dropped from 4.7 to 4.2.

When you asked me to give you
a sh*t at running the hotel,

we'd said until...

Christmas.
- Christmas.

We're there.
- Yeah...

I still have 48 hours.

You know how to reach me.

Cell. Email.

I'll let you know if I need help,
but rest assured it's under control, Marc.

I won't be intimidated
by privileged white men.

Hello, Stephanie!

And...
- Alex.

Alex, right.

I'm Dr. Desharnais.

So...

It might be a little cold.

Breathe normally.

Shy little thing,
won't let me get a picture.

That tickles! Sorry.

I make a lot of people laugh
with my probe.

If I didn't go into medicine,
I think I'd do stand-up.

Good evening.

A round of applause...

Does everything look good?

Is the heart b*ating?
- Everything's fine.

Strong heartbeat.

So that's the little face
that'll turn our lives upside down.

Relax, you're not the one who has
to stop working for a year.

It's really moving!

Is that bad? Is there a problem?

Oh no, the baby's in great shape.

It's just that with active babies,
if you're worried about a little chaos

it might be time to start
the grieving process.

When you say...

"the grieving process"...

Like dinners with friends,
nights out, travelling... All that?

Sleep, relationship, spontaneity.

Everything looks good.

Do you want to know the sex?

We know about sex.
Otherwise, we wouldn't be here.

Let the dad jokes begin.

So basically baby's healthy
but our life's over.

Should we file a complaint
with the Medical College?

Who says stuff like that?

Maybe it was just
a way to warn us.

I doubt they do stand-up
in skydiving schools like,

"Get ready, kiddo,
because you might die."

I mean...

we're jumping
into the unknown, fine,

but can't they tell us
everything will be OK?

Everything will be fine.

But couldn't we postpone
seeing your family by one day?

What's that got to do
with anything?

It's our last Christmas together
before we kiss our lives goodbye.

Honestly.

Come on!

We'll spend the day together,
just the two of us.

We'll have sex, watch a movie,
have sex...

play a game, have sex,
hang around, have sex...

Good plan.

If there's a parental leave
competition, we win!

And rack up tons of life points,
so we can say:

"Yo, in your face, Dr. Desharnais,
check out our life points!"

I said no!

I want one! I want one!

No means no!

I said no!

I want one!

It won't be that bad...

So, can you come over later?

My parents won't be home.

It's pretty much the last time
we'll see each other before New Year's.

I'll try.

It's no big deal, we'll do it again!

You'll miss my hot
"Instababe" look.

You could be in pjs
and you'd still look hot.

I was kidding-
all I have are jockstraps.

I'm meeting a friend.

If the signing takes a while,
could you tell him to wait?

Sure, what does he look like?

He's easy to recognize:
attractive, dresses in business casual,

and he'll probably be
the only one without kids.

We've been doing promo for a month,
and you've never mentioned a guy.

We have other things
to talk about.

Could this be Mr. Christmas Magic?

My boss is coming.
You can wait here.

Thank you.

He's just a friend.
A childhood friend.

We see each other once a year,
he lives in London.

I had a crush on him
when I was 9.

And now?
- I'm not 9 anymore.

He made out with Camille Gendron
in grade 6.

g*dd*mn Camille Gendron.

You know her too?

No, but we all have
a Camille Gendron.

Mine was Carolane Potvin.

g*dd*mn Carolane Potvin!

All the boys wanted to go out
with Gendron/Potvin!

I know!

Well? Well?!

I told you!

Not too rusty?

You didn't have to drive me,
I could've taken a taxi.

Stop...

This way, we can spend
some time together before you leave.

Life on the road again.

After your tour, let's book a trip!

Let's go back to Italy!

To what extent are you... friends?

We're friends friends.

Seeing each other 45 minutes a year
isn't what I call a great friendship.

We always have fun together, but...

he lives far away.

I still have my 9-year-old crush.

But he was never interested,
so friends.

But these things change.

Sometimes I feel like going:

So, the two of us...

What's that?

Why don't you ask him on a...

real date? With wine.

I'm no good at that,
I've been single for too long.

Start by taking off the big sweater.

Do you have anything underneath?
Take it off.

Show some skin and see
if he checks you out.

Objectification!
That goes against all my values!

It's called empowerment!

This is a long-term seduction.

By 70, I might have a chance.

Why is it that you can be
perfectly happy 51 weeks a year,

but if you're single between
Christmas and New Year's,

you feel like sh*t and
question all your life choices?

I'll tell you what's sh*t.

It's the holiday season
making us feel like sh*t!

CAN'T WAIT TO SEE YOU!

I can't take it.

It's just one day.

I feel bad.

Of course you do:
your mother made you feel guilty

when you didn't tell her
you cut your hair.

It was a pretty drastic haircut.

Whether we're late
by a day or a week,

she'll make us feel guilty anyway.

You know your family
always ends up fighting.

No!

Fine, but I still feel guilty.

We have the right to spend time
together before our life ends.

Imagine in 30 years our kid skips Christmas
after all our sacrifices

and that we're hurt...

Whoa, whoa, don't go there.

Let's focus on today
and deal with karma tomorrow.

Not now.

Hello?
- Hi, Mom.

Hi sweetie!

How are you?
- Good! I'm good!

A little busy, but good!

You should see it, I bought
enough food to feed an army!

Yeah.

What were you saying?

I was thinking we'd come tomorrow,
not today...

Oh, that's fine.

You could have told me earlier,
now we'll have leftovers.

You know how I hate
to waste food...

It's fine if you don't want
to come today.

It's your life, it's...

I've got to run.

Talk to you later!

Normand?! Are you OK?!

Normand?!

It's my husband.

I don't know, he fell,
he's unconscious!

Maggie should be there,
I don't understand.

My biggest problem isn't
that it's non-refundable!

Thanks.

The room's design
is coming along as planned.

I called the radio station
and they'll air a correction.

I called the auctioneer,
and he's coming early.

The rest of the auction items
will be delivered within the hour.

Has the chef arrived?

Yes...

Thank you.

Where's Gabrielle?
- Over there.

Thanks.

Me too, I still love you.

Where's Maggie?

Daycare called, she's not there.
- Don't worry, she's safe.

Oh?

When we were together,
you never wanted to do it in the fridge...

Stop it, I have no time
for this today!

We had an agreement.

Trust me.

In a kitchen, I trust you entirely.

For the rest, no.

Come on.

There's my doggie!

There you are!

I was so worried!

There was a super aggressive
dog at daycare,

so I didn't want to leave her there.

Why didn't you tell me?
- She's not bothering anyone.

Oh no! She's not staying here,
what if there's an inspection?

Then we'll just say
she's on the menu.

Eh, Maggie?

You know how much
I fought for this job.

That I do.

I don't understand how you can be
so irresponsible on a day like today.

It's December 23, there won't
be an inspection. Stop freaking out.

You're right, you're right.

See?
- This whole thing is ridiculous.

Doggie daycare, joint custody,

anybody would think we're a pair
of g*dd*mn hippies.

Who cares what people think?
They don't know our life.

I want full custody of Maggie.

What?

Otherwise we'll never fully separate,
we need a clean break.

Why you and not me?
I bought her!

"Adopted." She's not a thing!

And you know why.

We were in it together,
you don't have a monopoly on suffering.

I can find work wherever,

so if you want my resignation,
I'll give it to you.

But we're not changing
anything for Maggie.

Thank you.

Hello.
- Hello!

Your books aren't, like, t*rture!

Thank you!

Happy holidays!

Hello!

Hey.

How are you?
- Good, you?

Yeah.

"I'm single by choice
because I'm happy on my own!"

They left something out.

FOR THE MOMENT.

Do you do this
to all the magazines?

It sucks to be misquoted.

I'm proud of you.

Who'd have thought
the weirdest girl in school would...

Weird?! Me?

You were the only one
who wore zebra-striped glasses.

Call it "avant-garde"!

And you remember that?

That doesn't work.
If we put the gifts there,

the DJ can't be behind them.

Can you fix it?
Thanks.

Yes, Chloe?

Be fierce when
you place those gifts!

Right...

We're missing chairs.
At least half!

We have a contract,
did you call the supplier?

I'm waiting for a call back.

I know you're doing
your best.

I know. I know.
We'll get there!

We'll get there!
Thank you!

We'll get there.

Yes, we'll get there.

We'll get there, won't we?

If it isn't my favourite PR officer.

I'm glad you're on time.

Shall I go over your schedule?

You have an interview at...
- First, coffee.

It's Antoine Blouin!

I know!

Hello.
- Hello.

The problem is your pacemaker.

Charlevoix is a frontline hospital,

so we don't have
a cardiologist on site.

We've stabilized you.

We'll do an emergency transfer to Quebec City.
They have an excellent cardio department.

Can I go with him?

I'd advise you to meet him there
with his belongings.

We'll take good care of him.

Thank you.
- Good luck, you'll be fine.

I left the tourtière in the oven,
the house'll catch fire!

My heart's fine, thanks.

I'm sorry, sweetie.

Do you want the booth?
- No.

Sure?

I'm a 34-year-old man,

I've accepted the fact
that I can no longer take the booth.

My parents are old so when we eat out,
I give them the booth.

My brothers are younger and less mature,
so I give them the booth...

I want my clients to be comfortable,
so... booth.

And with a girl, what would I look like
if I took the booth?

So it's about appearances?

It's about timing!

When I was 7 I got the booth,
totally unaware of my privilege.

Now I'm waiting for the day
I'll get it back...

Life's tough!

So? How are you?

I've got a lot on my mind...

I have college friends who want
to offer me a job at a firm here.

I'm meeting them tonight
in Quebec City.

So you want to move back?

If I do, it would mean a pay cut...

But I miss my family and friends.
I feel like I'm at a turning point.

If I move back, it'd be for something big,
like meeting the girl of my dreams.

Oh yeah?
- Yeah.

What about you?

MOM
Well...

I work all the time.

Don't you ever wish you could find
a good work/life balance?

It's just because it's my mom and...

Hello?

Normand had a heart att*ck.
They are transferring him to Quebec City.

Oh my gosh, is it serious?
- I don't know, I didn't catch everything.

We're on our way.

What's wrong?

It's Normand...

We've known each other
since we were, what, 9?

9, yeah.

You haven't changed
since then.

No, it's true. You never cared about
what everybody else thought.

I wish I had your guts.

Is it me, or is it... hot in here?

I'm just going to...

Oops!

Do you need any help?

No, I'm good.

It always does that...

Winter, static...

MOM

So...

when do you go back?

I'm staying a few days.

I'm debating between staying in Quebec for
New Year's or partying with friends in London.

Another dilemma.

Are you going to Quebec City
to see your father?

We could drive up together.

No, this year I'm only
going to Charlevoix.

My dad rented a cottage near my mom,
it's easier that way.

Divorce complicates Christmas.

And everyone always wonders
why we're so cynical.

Listen, David....

We see each other
once a year...

we recap our lives and rush
between meetings...

We're not even really friends.

What I'm trying to say is...

Why don't we go on a date?

You know, a real date with wine
and more time and all.

Just to see whether...

There's anything more...

It might be important.

Hello.
- You're not easy to reach.

Normand had a heart att*ck, he's in an ambulance.
They're transferring him to Quebec City.

Don't come to Charlevoix.
- OK...

Meet me in Quebec City.
- Yes, of course.

At the hospital!
- OK.

I've gotta go.

Family emergency.

Wait, hang on.

And forget what I said.

No, wait...

I bet everything's booked,
but I'm on it, don't worry!

But Elsa, you'll never find a hotel.

sh*t, sh*t!

Yes, I know, I'm calm.

Bye! See you at the hospital.

Quebec City, Gate 8.

Sorry. Quebec City.

Excuse me, are you alone?
Do you mind changing seats?

Jesus! Find a better
place to stand!

NO AVAILABILITY

Everything OK?

Yes, don't worry.

I was happy to see you :-)

Me too. See you next year! XX

Quebec City is proud to welcome
singer Antoine Blouin.

He'll be performing at the
Château Frontenac's fundraiser tonight,

but he'll be on our show
right before that.

Don't miss it!

What is that?

Jeez...

Oh, my God.

Are you OK?

What a silly question,
of course you're not OK. I'm sorry!

Come on!

I'm calling to report
a car accident.

Are you safe?
- Yes.

How many victims, ma'am?

One, just one person.
- Any injuries?

An accident...
Yes, he's injured.

Can you describe his condition?

Yes...

Sir, are you able to talk?

He's not too chatty...

What kind of accident?
- It was a pretty big accident.

Is he exposed to the cold?
- Yes.

Do you have something
to cover him?

Yes, I found something.

Here.

Done. What next?

We've located you.
Help is on the way.

Thank you.

Someone will be here soon.

This'll keep you warm,
it's a Ricardo tablecloth, top quality.

Don't worry,
I'll stay with you

until help arrives.

The thing is that the third wave...

It's like coffee beans,
but not as dark.

Microroasting is kind of like
microbrewing with beer.

So basically the third wave
is just coffee?

Yes, that's the beauty of it!

You OK?

Yes, I'm just curious...

Do I have the right
to refuse treatment from you?

From me? You mean...

From someone with a degree
in prehospital emergency care?

To accommodate me.

I'm not sure I understand.
You want to refuse care?

I didn't say that, it's just that some people...
want accommodations.

It's a question for my...
personal culture.

It isn't you in particular.

I get it, it's not me
so it must be Sebas!

What?

He's bothering you
with his hipster talk about coffee.

Me, too.

Sebas, the patient wants to know
if he can refuse care from a wannabe barista.

First, I'm not a hipster.

That's the definition of hipster:
someone who thinks they're not a hipster.

But I'm not!

Besides, I don't think
anyone says hipster anymore.

What do you call a guy
who looks like a hipster

and talks about coffee for...
a half hour?

An enthusiast.

Don't worry, Mr. Gauthier,
he'll stop bothering you.

In the meantime, I have
to take your blood pressure.

May I?

Hello, friend!
- Hey, you OK? You sound out of breath.

I'm so overwhelmed, you have no idea.
And my ex took the dog...

Oh, poor you...

I'm on my way
to Quebec City...

My stepfather had a heart att*ck.

I was wondering if...
since your hotel is close to the hospital...

I'd love to help, but we're all booked up.

I'm willing to take anything.

Hang on, let me see
if I can find something...

OK, yes! OK, I'll take it!

That's perfect.

Sweetie...

Maggie?

No, no, no.

Hello.

Good evening.

We ask that everyone
find their seat,

The Nutcracker
will begin momentarily.

I'm so happy you could come.

Me too...

Excuse me.

Were you there
at the time of the accident?

No, after.
I listened to my heart and stopped.

So you stopped?
You weren't part of the accident?

What is this, a police interrogation?

I'm a police officer, ma'am.

I wanted to help, but now I have to go.
My husband's in the hospital.

Ma'am! We're closing the road,
it's too dangerous.

The storm's caused multiple accidents.

You'll have to wait here
until it's plowed.

Are you kidding me?

I just wanted to be
a good Samaritan!

It would've been awful to leave before you
came, but at least I could have passed!

Hey! My Ricardo tablecloth!

Ma'am!

Get back into your car
and let us work!

Incredible.

You OK?

We don't have to
if you've changed your mind...

That's not it...

It's not you...

Then what is it?

I know something
I'm not supposed to.

And I can't stop
thinking about it.

A few weeks ago, I found stuff
on my dad's phone.

Texts...

I don't know what to do,
it's messing with my head.

What kind of texts?

Like... cringe.

I didn't think he was like that...

You're such a perfect family!

That's the problem with him.

Everyone thinks he's perfect.

You didn't misinterpret?
- No.

It was obvious.

And my mom...

She's so in love with him,

I dunno, she's so... naive.

She's not the one to blame!

I know, but I don't know
if I should tell her.

Sometimes I'm about to,

but then I choke.

We'll need snow removal.
Thanks.

Antoine Blouin is here.
- Great, thanks.

Mr. Blouin, it's a pleasure.
I'm Chloe Nadeau, General Manager.

We're delighted to have you here.

Your performance is highly anticipated.

The pleasure's all mine.

This is Jessica,
my press relations officer.

Hello.
- Hello, pleasure.

I've given you the Cadillac of suites,

you'll have the Rolls Royce of service.

That's very kind.

It will be a smooth ride.

Please, make yourself at home.

Is everything OK?

No...

If there's anyone here
who doesn't have a life, it's that guy.

Can we get over
the whole "my life's over" thing?

Sorry, I didn't realize
you were already over it.

I'm not, I'm freaking out.

My body, my job,
my relationship...

What about your relationship?

Life is always changing...

Like when we first started dating,
you'd say "bless you."

What?!

It's no big deal, but I sneezed earlier
and you didn't say "bless you."

Bless you?

I don't want you to feel like
you have to say it,

I just mean, "bless you" is like
the symbol that sometimes, things change.

I feel like it's an expression
that casts a wide net all of a sudden.

Bless you.

What? You're the one questioning
our whole life because of...

What life?
Last I heard, ours was over.

Well, then.

How're you doing?
- Come on!

No, no, I'll be there tonight.

Yeah, yeah.

I might return to London for New Year's,
I haven't decided yet.

My God, tough life.

I don't know, it's a big move.
I've been there 6 years.

No offense, but the salary's peanuts
compared to what I'm earning now...

It'll take a little more than that
to get me to come back.

If he has to uproot himself
and lose half his salary, it's a big move.

A major life change!

There's another thing...

What now?

I dunno, I'm freaking out a little.

Me too!

Are manners dead or what?

Does he think everyone wants to hear
about his boring life like it's reality TV?

I saw a friend this morning,
and she said a lot of stuff.

You weren't talking about the guy?

No.

It was like a declaration of love...

I dunno, it's weird...

A childhood friend.
Maybe I misunderstood...

I don't understand
why you're freaking out.

Suddenly I'm a single father
because I don't say "bless you"!

It's symbolic!

I got your text.

What is it?

I lost Maggie.
- Now who's the irresponsible one?

Stop, that's not funny!

You lost a dog in
Quebec City's premier hotel.

Worst case,
she gets a pedicure!

What if something happens,
what if there are complaints?

Calm down, breathe.
Nothing's going to happen.

Maggie loves people.
- Yeah.

She'd never bite anyone.
- No.

I promise...

There's been an accident.

Oh my God, she bit a guest!
I knew it! We're gonna be sued!

Bit?
- No, Maggie would never.

Maggie?

Sir, how can we help you?
Can we call an ambulance?

Where were you bitten?
- I wasn't bitten!

The accident?
- Accident...

Alex...

You said there'd been
an accident with a guest.

No, I said "incident."

I'm pretty sure you said "accident."

I was talking about this.

What did the dog look like?
- Are you kidding?

Maggie would never have done that.

How many dogs did you
bring into the hotel, Gabrielle?

Trust me.

What colour was the dog?
- Grey.

Let me introduce our...
head chef and...

Director of Internal Investigations.

I think we can go now.

What time did you see the dog?
- OK, that's enough now.

We'll send up a tray of sweets,
made by the chef.

Another reason we bring her in
when there are...

glitches.

Good evening.

Oh no!

Oh no!

Help!

Help!

Here! Over here!

Quick! Hurry!

Is there another victim?
- Yes, look!

There's blood and tracks
leading into the forest!

We don't take care of animals, ma'am.

But we can't just let it die!

You don't understand,
maybe it's a mother...

You're going to leave the babies
alone in the forest?

Isn't there some organization
we can call?

Do something,
alert the SPCA, I don't know!

Our job is to take care
of accident victims.

You're going to let
a poor injured mother die?

I've already asked you
to return to your vehicle

and let us do our job.

You're being cruel!

We're stuck here
for hours,

and now you're going to let
a poor animal die!

Isn't that a dead turkey?

Storms aren't what they used to be.

These days, people see
a few snowflakes and they panic.

Tell me about it!

When I was little, school wouldn't close
unless it was buried under snow.

Now 3 flakes fall,
and it's a snow day.

There's snow in your country?

I'm from Quebec.

My parents were born in Tunisia.

It does snow in Tunisia
in some places.

That must be where
the expression comes from:

"Where are you going
in the desert with your skis?"

So he's a hipster
and you make boomer puns.

I'm not a hipster!

Well I'm a baby boomer, and proud of it.
We're a generation of builders!

How do you celebrate
Christmas Eve in your family?

We have a big dinner,
but it's complicated with work...

I don't know if I'll make it
tomorrow night.

But why do you celebrate Chr...

the holidays?

For tradition.

And it's a good excuse
for a family dinner.

Tradition?

Then why do you want
to change all the words?

Like "the holidays"
instead of "Christmas"?

First, I don't want to change them,
I'm not the one who decided.

I call Christmas...

Christmas.

Me too.

You see? We're the same.

Well, almost.

You seem like a real
Christmas lover.

Not at all.

My wife works like a dog
for her daughters.

You'd need a degree in nutrition
to figure out the shopping list.

Me, I'd rather just
take a cruise.

You don't like Christmas,
you'd rather skip it,

but you're adamant about
keeping the words.

More or less.

It's because of grinches like you
that we're changing the words.

Me, I'd love to have
a nice dinner with my family.

But I don't think that'll happen.

You're very sweet.

Mr. Gauthier?

He's coding!

We have a patient
in cardiac arrest.

Mr. Gauthier!

Stay with me!

Talk to me, Mr. Gauthier!

Welcome to the Château Frontenac,
Mr. Blouin.

You're singing for the needy,
and they give you all this?

I'll never understand.

Give it to them!

No time.

You're off to make
your grandmother's pudding chômeur.

Right.

My grandmother.

I found a recipe on Pinterest.

After this tour...

Nobody will remember
you were ever sick.

Good.
- Yes.

I love you...

Hang on.

Sorry.

Hey, Mik, what's up?

I know what you did.

What are you talking about?

You know.

I'm doing an interview,
can we talk when I get back?

Mom and I were there
when you were always on tour.

We were there
when you were sick,

when you released
the Christmas album,

like all the has-been losers.

I'm fed up with your
finger pointing and pouting.

We'll talk later.

You're fed up?
Well me too!

I'm telling Mom.
- Hang on, listen.

Wait until I'm back.
We'll talk then.

Mik?

Mikaël?!

Good luck, Mr. Gauthier...

You recently experienced
some health issues?

That's right.

We know you are very
family-oriented,

so I imagine that their support
was important?

My wife and son
were incredibly supportive.

In these moments, we realize our ambitions
aren't the ones holding our hand at the hospital.

Thanks very much for being
with us today.

Thank you.

Hello, I'm here for Normand Gauthier.

Are you family?

Not blood. He's my stepfather,
so family-ish, kind of.

Does that count?

He's in the ICU.
There were complications.

Complications?
Was it bad?

Is he OK?

We couldn't get in touch
with his spouse.

My mother isn't here?
- No.

Weird.

Mom, where are you?

I'm at the hospital
and you're not here!

Sift the flour and
baking powder together.

Like this.

Nice and easy.

Then, cream the butter.

Slowly add sugar
and b*at until smooth.

I'm sure it will be delicious!

You'll have to tell my grandmother,
it's her recipe.

You're making a comeback
with your new Christmas album.

Very original, I might add.

Why Christmas?
- It was either that or 80s hits.

Can you play a bit for us?

I wouldn't.
- Come on! Don't make us beg.

Well, if you insist.

Jingle bells, jingle bells,
jingle all the way.

Oh what fun it is to ride
in a one-horse open sleigh, hey!

Jingle bells, jingle bells,
jingle all the way.

Oh what fun it is to ride
- Maggie!

In a one-horse open sleigh, hey!

Maggie, come here sweetie!

Come here, girl!

All of this is your fault!

All you care about is yourself!
It's always "relax, everything's fine!"

Then who has to clean up
your sh*t? Me!

Fine, it's my fault.
You were the one not watching Maggie.

You're always working,
always on your phone.

You think you're so perfect...

But you don't care about
anything except work.

At least I have a little fun!

It's pointless...

It's so pointless.

I don't know why,

but the two of us fighting
three floors underground,

it's like a metaphor
for our relationship.

This year's holiday season just
reminds me of the family we'll never have...

We weren't made to be a family.

Look at what happened
with Maggie.

She was supposed to help take our mind
off things while we were trying.

Yeah, but what we were
going through wasn't easy.

All the fertility treatments,
the hormones,

the waiting, the anxiety,
the disappointment,

everyone overloading us
with advice and herbal teas.

Your new job, your stress...

we could have given ourselves
another chance.

But you're never there!

You come home at 5 a.m.

I would have changed
with a baby.

No, we don't change.

Would you have
worked any less?

Maybe we weren't cut out
for that life.

I'm sorry.

Why are you apologizing?

You're right, I was the one who lost Maggie,
it's all my fault.

I was the one
who brought her here.

I'm sorry.

Hello.

I tried to corner her.

A 22 lb. salmon...

How did she do it?

Maggie isn't strong enough.

She jumped over the table

and grabbed the salmon.

It was practically
an Olympic jump.

It was...

a beautiful jump.

Thank you, Vincent.

I'm so glad you're here.

Normand's in the ICU,
and I can't reach Mom.

Have you talked to her?

Not since this morning.

She left before we did.
- I know!

What if she had an accident?
- Stay calm...

I'm calm, you're the one who isn't!
- I'm super calm!

There must be
a logical explanation.

Of course there is.

Have you spoken to Dad?
Can we go to his place?

Do you have a key or...

No, he's already in Charlevoix.

What?!

It was a great idea,
having us all in the same place!

Plus I found us a hotel!

Bravo?

Excuse me...

She's a little worked up today.

And a piece of advice:
if she sneezes, say "bless you".

Bless you.

I just talked to Dad.

He's already there,
he wanted to b*at the storm.

He says to keep him posted.

He says it's the last time
he's renting a cottage

because it's proof
it was a bad plan.

Just because someone's sick one time

doesn't mean we need to have
a million Christmas dinners!

Are you complaining
when people are dying of hunger?

That's how it works.

Just because other people are worse off
doesn't mean we can't complain!

Poor us and all our abundance!

That's clearly a sophism.

The worst-example fallacy?
- So now you're taking her side?

No, I'm just trying to find the sophism.

I didn't realize this was a quiz!

Now I really feel like spending
lots of Christmases with you!

Do you have an update?

Will he be OK?

Did our mother ever get here?

Listen, the ER is
at full capacity today

and you're taking up
a lot of space.

You think?

Can you wait elsewhere
and we'll contact you with any updates?

No, sorry. I'm not going anywhere.
I'm pregnant.

What?

That's got nothing...
Little to do with it.

Are you having complications?
We can register you for triage.

No, no, no, but...

We'll go.
I'll leave you my number.

Mom, call us please.

Thank you. So much.

Follow me.

Here you go...

Where are the lights?

Hang on, I'll get a flashlight.

Almost there, voila.

Oh, come on.
- Everything OK?

The switch should be...
Is it working?

There!

Yeah. Like I said,
it's the only thing I had left...

It's perfect.
- Yeah...

Don't worry, it's safe.
You just have to...

Yeah, it's great.

For real, it's great.
Thank you.

No worries.

I'm not supposed to let out this room,

so if you could,
just keep a low profile tonight.

If you need a distraction,

I can put you on the list
for the fundraising dinner.

If your stepfather's doing better.

We'll think about it...
- I'll leave...

the keys here.
And I'll send you the invite.

Good?!
- Thank you!

I'll let you know if
a room opens up.

Thanks...
- Well then...

So this is...

A room for all 3 of us? Together?
- Yeah, it's...

I'm sorry, everything was booked.

I thought, since
it's right by the hospital...

Yeah.

If I understand correctly,
if we want some intimacy...

we do it in here?

TMI!

We were planning on having
a day together, just the two of us.

And we've failed miserably
across the board!

We couldn't even relax on the train

because we were sitting behind some
annoying dude who kept talking on the phone.

Loudly?
- Please...

He had it all, the volume
and the language.

The whole wagon heard he was deciding
between London and Quebec for New Year's.

And his lack of a love life too.

And that thing with
his childhood friend...

Do I annoy everyone
with my childhood friends?

Never! Well, me sometimes,
but never whole wagons!

What did he say about
his childhood friend?

I don't know, who cares?

We don't, but he yelled it
right into my ears.

That's right,
it was ridiculous.

He was complaining she'd declared her love,
but he wasn't interested.

Poor girl.
- Wish I had his problems!

I didn't declare my love!

What?
- What?

You...
- What?

You know the guy from the train?

You know him too.

David.
- David...

My crush in grade 4. I wrote about it
in my diary-which I know you read, by the way!

You think I'd recognize
your grade school friends?

It might not be him,
you have nothing in common.

He's so buttoned up,
he looks like a banker.

Yeah, and he was so proud
to announce that he lives in London

to a bunch of people
stuck on a train on December 23...

Clearly needs validation!

In a big way.

We need to do something about
your taste in men, because...

You know what?
I think I'm going to leave.

You can do whatever you want,
all by yourselves.

I need some air.
- Come on, Elsa...

Well.

Are you mad at me?

You always treat me like I'm 5.

I'm not a baby anymore.

You might be right.

If I let myself, I'd probably
still be hiding the elf.

When you're 30,
I bet you'll laugh

about your mother who wanted
to get out the elf when you were 15.

That's a bit far off to laugh.

It's true, I need to get up to date.

Sorry, I have to take this.

Hello?

Cookies?

Sorry, we can't accept them.

Do you think it'll be much longer?

The storm's let up a bit.

We have to close the roads
until the plows come through.

I don't have a signal,
I can't get in touch with anyone.

Can I borrow your phone?

We don't have a signal, either.

What about your CB?

Not allowed, sorry.

I'm going to die here,
and nobody will notice!

Have you been drinking?

You're driving me crazy!

I've been stuck here for hours!

I had to go pee in the woods,
and it's cold outside!

All I wanted was
to have a nice Christmas!

And it k*lled my husband!

You k*lled your husband?

Not me.

He's all alone at the hospital,
and I can't do anything about it!

Get in the car, ma'am.

What?
- Get in the car.

No, wait!
I'm innocent!

Ma'am...
- I didn't do anything!

That's enough,
I'm bringing her to the station.

Hey, listen, no, no...
- Watch your head.

I don't understand,
what's happening?

You can't arrest me,
I didn't do anything!

Look, I'll bring you into the station

and we'll see about
getting you to the hospital.

You can do that?

By the way,
the cookies looked good.

We have some time before the fundraiser.
Want to grab a drink?

Jessica...
- Hello...

I didn't know you'd be here.

It's a long story, but...

What a coincidence, same hotel.

Yes...

Hello, I'm Elsa,
another client of Jessica's.

Good evening.

Hi.

I got your text and we can push
the performance back 30 minutes.

Thank you.

This is my friend, the hotel manager.

This is my press relations officer.

Yes, we met earlier.

Small world!

Hold the flowers.

Would you like to go over
tonight's program?

Don't say anything.

I don't understand
why you didn't tell me.

If people found out...

I'd lose my company.
My reputation is my life.

But if you were a man,
it wouldn't change a thing?

I won't say anything, don't worry.

See you later.

Gossip, gossip.

Don't say anything, she's a friend.

Of course not,
business as usual.

Here, I have the best gossip.

Like what?

I can't, guest confidentiality.

If you knew...

Just one!

Here we are.

I've never seen your new office.
A manager!

That's far from a sure thing.

What do you mean?

I got myself into trouble
with the fertility treatments.

Coming in late, calling out sick...

And for what? Nothing.

Now nobody trusts me,

and today...

Is a real sh*t show.

Nothing's ever a sure thing, anyway.

You've always been
the girl who never gives up.

Oh yeah?

Not with everything.

Yeah.

I don't understand why we have
to sacrifice some dreams to achieve others.

Christmas is a giant magnifying glass
showing us everything we don't have.

Christmas shouldn't make us feel
like a loser and question all our life choices!

f*ck Christmas!
- f*ck everything!

f*ck everything!

It's the hospital.
- Take it.

Hello?

Hey, how are you?
- I'm good, you?

All good.

Happy to see you.
- Me too.

I think we've gone over everything...

Yes. We'll talk after the holidays.

It's nice, isn't it?

He's back in the game.

I have something to tell you.

Dad's cheating on you.

Thanks.

Your friend earlier...

You told her I was just a client?

Does she know anything?

No.

I don't want to ruin things, but...

I have to ask the question
I never dare to ask.

I knew it was coming...

I can't hide like this forever...

It's no way to live.

I know.

I know it isn't fair.

You're important to me.

Do we have a future together?

I love you, you know...

But you love your wife, too.

I do.

I love you both
for different reasons.

My wife and son
are my family.

You're...

With you, everything sparkles
like young love.

I laugh, I have fun
far from my responsibilities.

I don't want to lose them...

But I don't want to lose you, either.

My worlds can coexist.

I'm telling you.

I want more than that, Antoine.

I understand.

Hello.

Hello!

Everything went well.

He's been transferred
to a recovery room.

Pavilion A, Room 50.

Where's my husband?
- Mom?

My God!

I'm with them!

Room 50...
- Where were you?

Yeah, we were worried!

How is he? Have you seen the doctor?
What did he say?

No, we... Thanks.

All the way at the end?
- Yes.

Normand?

Mom, don't wake him up.

Where were you?
Why didn't you return our calls?

I tried, but I got stuck in a roadblock
without a signal!

Oh no!
- That sucks.

It's okay,
it's all over now.

Everyone's here now,
that's the important thing!

He'll be OK, don't worry.

The two of you
really gave us a scare!

Just say it: we ruined your Christmas!

Were you the ones
stuck in a roadblock for hours?

No! I didn't think so.

I just meant I wasn't
exactly expecting this,

but that applies to everyone...
It was a real roller coaster.

But that's life.
The roller coaster of life.

That would make
a great book title.

It has a nice ring to it, doesn't it?

Now's not the time
to brainstorm a book title!

It's not the time to fight either!

I've been cooking for days,
and you can't be bothered to come see us.

Where'd that come from?

I told you!

What?

We didn't say we didn't want to come,
I just asked for one extra day!

Well, I didn't cancel.

No, you never cancel!

All you say is, "I'm exhausted,
but I'll come if you insist."

What?

Christmas is the 24 and 25,
can't we stick to that?

Sorry for disrupting
your busy schedule!

We wanted to spend time
just the two of us,

for our last Christmas,
is that too much to ask?

Enough with the "last Christmas,"
nobody's dying. We're having a f*cking kid!

You haven't asked much
about the ultrasound.

You don't care?

Excuse me! You could have just
told us how it went.

You're so crabby!
- I'm not crabby, I'm pregnant!

You'll see,
it really messes with you!

I don't think I'll get a turn,
I have such shitty taste in men!

Not everybody can find Mr. Right
and have a perfect life.

We heard the sarcasm
loud and clear.

We should have just
stayed home!

I was looking forward
to a night to myself too!

I bought sugar-free,
salt-free peanut butter,

organic fair-trade cocoa,

bread made with flour I've never heard of,
aluminum-free baking powder,

and a g*dd*mn free range turkey!

And if I'm being honest,
I think it sucks for the turkey

who had tons of fun to die
instead of the one with the boring life.

At least death would have
been a deliverance!

It never should have had
such a great life.

It d*ed for nothing!

Now it's just rotting
in the back of my car!

And now I learn that
coming to see us is a chore?!

I guess I'm the turkey!

Mom, what's the deal?

I don't get it,
you brought your food here?

You must know the trick
for keeping cool in moments like this!

My husband was dying
and I'd spent days cooking for you!

How did I know if I'd be gone
a day, a week, a month, a year!

We'd need to eat!

Where were you planning
to cook it?

It's a girl and she's healthy,
by the way.

And, newsflash-
our life is going to change!

Good!

I want to go on a cruise!

My God! Normand.

I had things to do today,
but I came back for you.

And now you don't want
to listen!

Fine, leave!

But bundle up!

If you can answer
one simple question,

I'll do what you say.

Why do we bundle up
everywhere but our face?

What's so special about the face
that it can be exposed

without everyone
getting on your case?!

I don't know.

Come sit down, OK?

There's nothing you can tell me
that I don't already know.

Understand?

You know about it?

But, Mom...

There's more than one way
to live life.

What's going on is between
your father and I.

I just wanted to...
- I know you meant well.

So what did you skip out
of that was so important?

I was an idiot.

Sorry.

I think you should go.

I'm sorry I ruined your Christmas.

You didn't ruin anything.

You can't predict these things.
We're just glad you're OK.

Well, girls, it was nice of you to come.
I know it wasn't easy!

Mom, stop it.

Mom, don't make us worry
like that again, OK?

If we had to spend Christmas without you,
I don't think I'd ever get over it.

That makes four of us.

Now go on, enjoy your evening.

No way, we're staying with you!

That's why we came!

We'll be fine, won't we?
We'll see you tomorrow.

My girls!

I'm the one who's sick...

Poor Normand!

Thank you.

I hope you're all having
a wonderful evening.

I'm Chloe Nadeau,
Hotel Manager.

As you know, each year
thousands of people

struggle to meet the basic needs
of their family.

Tonight I'm delighted
to take the time together

to offer them hope.

But also some...
Maggie?!

Hello!

Where were you?

And now, the moment
you've all been waiting for.

One of the greatest singers of our time,

he's toured the world singing classics
and performing in musicals!

Let's give a warm welcome
to Antoine Blouin!

The snowy trail

In the valley

Where there dances

Bunch of saps.

The frozen pine

There lingered quietly

Traces of a kiss

On your face

I'd given you

Snowflakes

Covered your hair

And the beige moon

Made us happy

I wanted to surprise you
by getting in earlier,

but I'm stuck at the station.

I'll catch the next one.

I have to tell you,

Mikaël knows.

Yeah...

It made me realize I'm no longer
comfortable with our situation.

I'd like to talk about it.

You know I love you both.

I know.

I'm on my way.

Ah, Maggie!

Where was she?
- I don't know.

But it looks like
she found her way.

Oh yeah?

That was the deal.

What are you doing here?

You know the meeting with the colleagues
who wanted to bring me back?

No.

What about your
family emergency?

Everything's fine now.

I have more time
than I'd planned.

And...

when people start doing
dance moves while they talk...

It's my cue to leave.

That's really not my thing.

Oh, no?

What?

You don't like this?

No...

Feel like going outside?

Yeah, sure, OK.

But don't take this
as a declaration of love.

My sister was on the train, she overheard you
saying I'd declared my love.

I don't know where you got that,
all I suggested was a date.

You don't have to... freak out.

You're right.

It sucks to be misquoted.

OK for...?

The date.

There's a café over there.

Hang on, I've had a crush
on you since I was 9,

and our first date will be in a tourist trap
with moose on the walls?

You've had a crush
all that time?

Not the whole time...

it comes in waves,
it fluctuates.

I think your sister
missed the part

when I asked my friend
how to get out of the friendzone.

Do you think now would be
a good time to kiss?

Now?

I don't know, it's cold
and I'm in tights...

They're not made for winter.

Plus my mouth is frozen,
when I talk it goes wa-wa-wa...

Is my nose running?

So it's about appearances?

I think now's the perfect time.

So when are you heading
back to London?

I thought I might stay.
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