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Christmas Magic (2011)

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Christmas Magic (2011)

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He said he would call
Lynette as soon as he

got off the phone with me,
so she definitely knows.

I'd give
a million dollars

to be there to see
the look on her face.

Uh...you have
to pay inside.

Uh hey, Alex I'm just
at a gas station

can I give you
a call back? Great.

Think they take
credit card?

Yeah, sure.

I'm going that way,
we'll find out together.

From the city?

How can you tell?

No one around here drives
a fancy car like that.

It's a present
for myself.

Oh--

I'm on two.

Gonna have to wait a
minute for the credit card.

The machine is...updating.

No problem.

Got your cards
out yet?

Ugh--
No.

Don't. do. cards.

Or trees...

or mistletoe.

I don't even hang up my
stocking on Christmas Eve.

That's a little
Scroogey, isn't it?

Oh--
Ebenezer's my hero.

But you just bought yourself
a car for Christmas.

No.

That was a gift to myself
for a good year at work.

Oh.

Congratulations.

Alright, it's up.

You can pay now.

Thanks.

Those phones are a real lifeline
for you kids aren't they.

Don't know how I'd
do my job without it.

What do you do?

I'm an event planner.

I work
with the big agency.

We, uh--

Do promotional events

for companies.

You know, like movie premieres
or charity concerts,

that kind of thing.

Sounds interesting.

Has its moments.

-- Oh--

Excuse me.

Hi, Lynette.

Look sweetie, um, I'm just
finishing up at a gas station.

Why don't I give you a call
back when I'm on the road?

Perfect.

Friend?

No.

The competition.

She stole a contract
from me like 6 months ago.

She's been gloating all
over town ever since.

Well now, it is
payback time.

And I'm going to enjoy
every minute of it.

You know--

You might not want

to talk on the phone
while your driving.

A cold snap like this, you
get black ice on the roads.

You don't see it
until it's too late.

Yeah. I take this
route all the time

in conditions a lot
worse than this.

It was nice talking
to you.

My pleasure.

Please--
be careful out there.

I will.

Where the--
Ugh--

Hello?

Hello??

Is anyone-

Oh! Sir, hi!

Um--

Oh.

We've met before--
Um, at the gas station.

That's right, Carrie.

How do you...
know my name?

I warned you about talking
on the phone while driving.

Hello?

Lynette, it's Carrie.

I just wanna find
out what you told him.

You never could have
won that contract

without lying
through your teeth.

Come on.

Is it really that hard
for you to accept defeat?

You stole my client from
me and I promise you

I am gonna
make you pay for it.

So what did you offer
Collin's to make him switch?

Kickbacks?
Personal favors?

Carrie: No.

He just said he
wanted something new.

Something he hadn't seen
a million times before.

You know, something young,
and hip and interesting,

so he accepted
my proposal.

Oh. That is rich
coming from you.

Every idea you ever had
you stole from somebody else.

You know if your father
wasn't such a big shot

in the art world, you never
would have even been hired.

You're gonna fall one
day and when you do

I'm gonna
be there laughing.

Remember that.

Since our
last conversation,

there's been...a major
change in your existence.

Yeah...

I, uh, gotta kick
myself out of this dream.

Um...

I'm afraid
it's not a dream.

Who are you?

My name is Henry.

I'm here to guide you.

Wait, you mean I'm--

Is this Heaven?

This is Central Park.

Heaven is
in Central Park?

We have an
assignment for you.

An assignment?

Like work?

Whatever happened
to eternal rest?

Well, we all have
to pitch in.

Keep things moving in
the right direction.

It's what angels do.

Like jury duty.

Like angel duty.

Ok--

So look, um--

So first of all--

I'm an angel.

Shouldn't I have
wings or something?

Oh, trust me you
wouldn't want them.

They snag
on everything.

It's m*rder trying to
get in a compact car.

Wait a minute.
If you knew

about the accident...

why didn't
you tell me?

I warned you to watch the
roads and stay off the phone.

That's all I'm
permitted to do.

First rule is angels can't
interfere with free will.

So...that's it?

My life is over?

I didn't even get a
chance to do anything.

You had
a successful career.

You bought yourself that
big old luxury automobile

to celebrate,
remember?

Yeah, but--

I never got married.

I never had a family.

I mean I never even
really have a boyfriend.

Everyone goes through
a regret stage

when they first
pass over.

Yeah, but most people will
probably have people

who are sorry
that they died.

Your file says your
father is still alive.

Yeah, right.

I'm sure he'll make
it to the funeral.

If he's not too busy on
a buying trip in Europe.

You two don't
get along?

I haven't spoken
to him in months.

Does my father...
know?

Yes.
The police contacted him.

Was he even sad?

All the questions about
your father will be answered

after you've accomplished
your mission.

Well--

Trust me.

You'll get though this
stage pretty quickly.

Hm?

Besides, we're giving you
an amazing opportunity.

Look, you know,
I just lost my life,

so do you think I could
maybe have a minute

to grieve about it?

Oh, don't be a
a drama angel.

Life is never ending.

Somebody needs your
help desperately.

Come on--

Can't we at least
fly or something?

New York is the best
walking city in the world.

Ok, so what is
this assignment?

I'm taking you to him.

Him?
It's a guy?

Yes. He needs
guidance and help.

What do I do?

Guide him
and help him.

Hello. Hi.

I'm new at this.

What do I do??

I just knock on
his door and I say,

"hi, I'm here to help
and guide you?"

It'll come to you
as you go along.

But there are some
rules you have to follow.

Right--
Free will.

That's the biggest one.

Number 2, you can't tell
anyone you're an angel.

Secret identity.

Third, you can't contact anyone
from your previous life.

Now matter how
great the temptation.

You do this and you'll
get in to Heaven.

Come on.

It's right over here.

Can people see us?

Yes.

Oh!

And they can feel us.

I just thought since
everyone was ignoring us--

It's New York
remember?

Right.

So um are we gonna stop
and have a bite to eat first?

Your assignment
owns this restaurant.

There he is.

He looks so sad.

His name is Scott and
he's fallen on hard times.

His restaurant is failing
and he may have

to close it
in a few days.

Your job is to convince him
that life is worth living.

Whoa, hey. I'm not really
great at pep talks.

I was thinking more
along the lines

of turning his
restaurant around.

Make him feel
like a success.

Oh. You mean like
promoting his business?

That's no problem.
I mean, that's what I do.

Easy peasy.

Did I mention
there's a deadline?

Does everything in
Heaven have a catch?

How long do I have?

December 24th.
Three weeks from today.

Ok. So I have
until Christmas.

I could work with that.
It's good, uh--

Maybe I could use the
holidays to inspire him,

you know the whole
sentimental nonsense.

He hates Christmas.

Of course he does.

I'm taking off.

Wait, um--

How do I find
you if I need you?

Don't worry.
I'll be around.

This is as important
to me as it is to you.

Henry, wait!

Are you sure about this?

I mean...I'm a newbie.

Carrie--

Everything happens
for a reason.

We have faith in you.

Hello?

Hello.

Hi!

Hi!

Um, are you open?

Hi, yes--
we just opened.

Please-
take a seat.

There you go--

Sorry, Scott, there was
a delay with the subway,

we sat in the
tunnel for half an hour.

It's alright, Rita--

Just get changed,
we have a customer.

A customer?

Yes--

Right!

Uh...hi!

Would you like to hear
today's special?

Um...sure.

Scott, what's
today's special?!

Chicken picante
and a bed of rice.

Um, that sounds great.
I'll have that.

Ok, great!

I'll get the coffee.
You get changed.

Yeah, yeah--

Hey, Rita,
put in a jazz CD--

Here's your coffee.

Thank you.

Cream?

No.

Ok.

Rita: Okay!

You asked me
to remind you

to put up the
Christmas decorations.

That's right--

Customers expect it.

Yeah, I know,
I know--

Ok, good--

Most people enjoy
decorating for Christmas.

Yeah, well most people
have a reason to celebrate.

What, you don't?

Well, look around--

I don't know...

I find that hard
to believe.

Yeah.
Me too--

Okay!

Here you go, hun.

Wow!
That was fast.

Always is.

Enjoy!

Scott:
What is this?

Rita: Huh...
...I don't know.

You sure you don't
want to do this?

You're doing
a good job.

Daddy!

Hey, there you are!
Ugh!

Well, little miss
Abby received

an outstanding
report card today.

Is that right?

Yeah...

Whoa!

I think somebody deserves
a home made cookie, huh?

Don't worry Betsy.
I got one for you too.

You know I can't resist.

Can I talk to
you for a second?

Sure.

Hey, Rita---

Got it!

She's good.

Mmmhmmm--

Betsy:
Here's the deal.

I got got a call from
my daughter last night.

Is everything ok?

Oh yeah, no--
Everything's wonderful--

Actually, she's
been offered a job--

Um, but she has
to start right away--

Good cookie?

The best.

It's my Grandpa's
special recipe.

What's your name, kid?

Abigail, but everyone
calls me Abby.

What's yours?

Carrie. Everyone
calls me Carrie.

I'm sorry,
but I just--

It's my grandkids,
you know?

And I just can't let
my daughter down.

Listen, I
totally understand.

You've been more than generous
with your time, Betsy.

Thanks.

Abby, guess what?

You get to hang
with me today.

Dad, it's so boring here.

Hey, we'll make
it fun I promise.

Tell you what, I'd like
to take my cookie to go.

Sure!

Actually, I'll get
one of those too.

For dessert.

Best in town.

That's the word
on the street.

Thanks, dear.
See you later.

Okay--

Hey, chocolate face.
Go wash up.

Wow, it's really
coming down out there.

Is that why the lunch
time crowd is so light?

Yeah, well usually
there's a few more regulars.

Well, I certainly don't
want to go out in that.

Would you, um...

Mind if I hung
out here for a bit?

No problem,
I'll get you a refill.

Great!

So is Betsy
your babysitter?

No, neighbor--

And thankfully
she's great with kids.

I can't really afford
child care right now.

Well, maybe
since I'm snowbound,

I could help out a bit.

Oh. That's ok. You don't
have to do anything.

It's not like your taking up
a table for somebody else.

Hey, Abby!

Wanna help me put up
some Christmas decorations?

Awesome!

Really, you don't
have to do anything.

It's fine.
I don't mind.

Let someone help you out.
It's Christmas.

Scott: Okay.

Rita: You can help me
with these napkins.

Scott: Great!

Here you go.
Enjoy.

Thanks.

Nice work.

Can I ask you a question
about the restaurant?

Sure.

Was today typical of the number
of people you get in here?

Well, to be honest, I think the
snow kept a lot of people away.

Let's see here--

We did 15 covers.

Normally we do
about double that.

Hm...

Ever thought about putting
more promotion into the place?

Promotion costs money
which I don't have

because I don't have
enough business,

which is probably why I
can't promote the place.

Well, I mean, this
is just a thought,

but what if I help out?

I'm an event planner,
which is basically

the same thing as
promoting a business.

Thanks, but like I said,
I don't have the money.

It's ok.

I recently left my agency and
I'm starting out on my own.

This could be a
good trial run for me.

That's kind of you,
I just wouldn't feel right

you working
for nothing.

Then what about this:
how about we look

at the books in a month
and you can give me

10% of whatever increase in
business is due to my efforts.

Alright.

That sounds fair.

Great. Well,
we have a deal.

I'm gonna make this place
famous. You'll see.

Well look, I guess
we should shove off--

Little one here--

Hey sweetie,
time to wake up.

Come on.
We gotta go.

Put your jacket on,
alright?

I had fun today.

Think Abby and I might
have a future in decorating.

Yeah, well you guys
did a great job.

Thanks again
for looking after her.

Oh, no
it's my pleasure.

Come on--

Which way
you headed?

Uh, just up the street.

Okay, well, me too.

Maybe we could
walk you out.

I'd like that.

Come on--

I'm Carrie Blackford,
by the way.

Oh, Scott Walker.
I'm sorry--

Now we're not
strangers anymore.

No.
I guess we're not.

I'll grab her bag.

Okay,
thank you--

After you.

Kinda got
my hands full.

You know I'm kind of
at loose ends right now.

So, if you're looking
for a babysitter,

maybe I could
take care of Abby.

I don't think I could
ask you to do that.

No. It's ok.
It'll be fun.

Actually, I had a
really great time today.

I'd always wanted to have a
little girl of my own someday.

Well,
can't you still?

No.

I'm sorry.

It's ok. I'm told the
regrets phase is temporary.

Good.

Well, this is me.

Oh, um, so what
do you think?

I'm gonna be
honest with you.

Until Betsy gets back
it'd be a really big help.

Great. Let's
plan on it then.

Ok. Look, are you sure
I can't walk you home?

No, I'm fine,
I'm just--

Besides you gotta
get that little one to bed.

OK, well, I'll see
you tomorrow then.

Thank you.

Have good night.

You too.
Night--

Something's
happened--

I saw my father.

You didn't---

No.

He didn't see me.

He was coming out
of a flower shop.

A big bouquet
of yellows tulips.

They're my favorites.

Must of cost a fortune
at this time of year.

There's a reason
were not allowed

to contact loved ones
after we passed.

It'd be just as difficult
for us as it is for them.

The pain and the
suffering don't stop

once we leave
this Earth.

You know
I'm sad, but--

Even more than that,
I'm just...regretful--

that I didn't try harder
to reach out to him.

That I wasn't a
better daughter.

I'm sure he has as
many regrets as you do.

I guess that's
the kicker isn't it.

We don't appreciating
things until they're gone.

You know what's funny?

Spending time with
Scott and Abbey today

I felt...

I felt more alive
than I did when I was alive.

How is that possible?

Well--

Did you ever think
about being alive

when you were alive?

No...of course not.

Well, now you have
perspective.

Okay--

Well, I guess now
all I have to do

is go home and change
out of these clothes.

Nuh-uh.
Against the rules.

What?

No.

No.

I have a two
bedroom apartment.

I changed the bigger
bedroom in to a closet.

I need my clothes.

Don't worry.
I'll take care of that.

You cannot have
contact with anything

or anyone from your
living stage.

Who's picking up Abbey
from school this afternoon?

I found someone else.

It's that cutie that was here
all afternoon yesterday, right?

Her name is Carrie
and yes, she's offered

to help take care
of Abby.

A-ha!

You should go out
with her.

Oh yeah. Single dad,
working long hours

at a restaurant,
I'm a great catch.

Sweetheart, you're
selling yourself short.

If I didn't have my
Stan, I'd jump on you

like a bee on honey.

Oooo--
Thank god for Stan.

Oh, nice!
That's very nice--

Carrie:
Good afternoon!

Oh, if it isn't our
interior designer.

I helped!

And her
junior partner.

Do you like it?

Oh, the place rivals
the North Pole.

Too bad there aren't more
people here to enjoy it.

Rita, table three
needs a fill up.

Okay.

How you doing, sweetie?
You hungry?

Not yet.

No?
How about you?

Uh, famished.

Yeah?
What can I get ya?

Um...I'll do the
chicken paprikash.

Good choice.
I'll be right back.

You got some
homework?

Yeah.

Well, not really
just some coloring.

For Christmas?

Yeah--

Nice!

Maybe you can do
some other colors too.

Here you go.

Here you go--

Oh, thanks.

What about you little lady.
You hungry yet?

Yeah.

Do you wanna come
back to the kitchen?

We'll do up
something special.

Sure!

Alright. Let's go.

Could I come
and watch?

Yeah, sure,
if you like.

Great...

What in the name
of everything

mouthwatering and
wonderful is that?

It's BBQ like my
dad used to make.

It's Abby's
favorite food.

Here--

Try some.
It's hot.

Mmmmmm!

Oh my god.
This is amazing.

Oh my god, I've never tasted
anything like this in my life.

What's in it?

Well, my dad used
to always say

the secret
ingredient was--

Love.

Was your dad
a chef?

No, he shoulda been.
He was bus driver,

but he also made
the best BBQ in town.

Scott, can I talk
to you for a second?

Sure.

Eat up, honey.

What is it?

Why don't serve that instead
of what's on the menu now?

Why? You don't like
what I'm serving now?

Um...

Well, yesterday I had
the chicken picante.

You know how picante
means spicy, sharp, and hot?

Yeah.

Well, it wasn't.

And the chicken paprikash
tastes just like

the chicken picante.
Which is not a good thing.

Ok. Look--

I'll admit that the food can
be a little bland sometimes,

but it's just, when
I bought this place,

I promised the regulars I
wouldn't change anything

and, well, I didn't.

Ok, but, you can
make that your special.

Serve it
alongside the blah.

The regulars keep me
afloat and if the regulars

want bland,
then I give them bland.

Yeah, but Scott, I mean
who wouldn't love this?

It's tender, I mean it
melts in your mouth.

And the taste
is just amazing.

I mean, you could make
a fortune off of this.

I just don't think
they'll go for it.

Try it.
Take a chance.

I mean, no one can taste
this BBQ and not want more.

Right Abby?

That's an
awesome idea, dad.

This is the best.

Yeah, I know
you like it.

Maybe. I just--

Well, let me take a look
at my dad's other recipes

that he left me
back home.

There's more
where this came from?

Oh, yeah there's more.

Betsy: he must be around
here somewhere---

There he is!

Hey guys!

Hi Daddy!

Thanks Betsy
for taking care of her.

No worries. It wasn't
far for me to go.

How are your grandkids?

Oh, they're lovely.

Daddy, I drew some
pictures in art class.

Great. Why don't you
put them on the fridge

and I'll be there
in a minute and see ya.

Ok--

Hmmmm--
Whatcha doing?

I'm going through some
of my dad's old recipes.

Thinking about changing things
up at the restaurant a bit.

Oh...
About time.

You too?

You know how when
you offer me lunch

I always say
I'm on a diet?

Yeah.

I haven't been on a
diet since college.

Maybe she was right.

Is this Carrie
we're talking about?

How do you know?

She's all Abby
talks about.

Really?

Daddy, don't you want
to see my drawings?

Of course I do,
sweetheart.

I'm gonna scoot.
I'll see you later.

Abby: Bye Betsy.

Thanks Betsy.

Alright little miss artist,

let's see these
magnificent masterpieces.

Ok. This is what I think
dinosaurs would do

if they were still alive.

Aw,
the rolling reptiles.

I think I saw this
before on the Flintstones.

And that's us on
Christmas morning.

Is that an angel?

It's Carrie, but she doesn't
have her wings yet.

Why did you draw
Carrie as an angel?

Because she is
an angel, dad.

Alright, fine. She's an angel
and I'm the tickle monster.

And I'm gonna
tickle my little girl!

Who doesn't get ready
for bed and brush her teeth!

Come on!

An angel--

Scott:
Here you go.

This isn't
what I ordered.

I know Ms. McCarty.

It's something new I wanted
you to try. No charge.

I ordered the
chicken picante.

I know and you'll get
that, I just wanted you

to taste this beef first.

I want chicken picante.
I don't like spicy food.

Just have a taste.
I think you'll really like it.

I ordered chicken
picante like I always do.

I know, but could you
just please just try it?

I don't eat beef.
It clogs me.

Oh. Ok--

Well, we wouldn't
want that would we?

Let's get Mrs. McCarty
her chicken picante.

Hi, sorry, we're not actually
opened for viewing yet.

I know. I read about
your opening tomorrow,

congratulations.

You have some...
intriguing pieces.

Thank you.

It's actually my first
exhibition and uh---

Yeah...um--

About that would
you like a little bit

of friendly advice
maybe?

My father is an art dealer
so I know a thing or two

about what works
and what doesn't.

Oh, oh, yes,
yes, yes, please!

To be honest, I've just
been worried to death.

Awww...

Ok. What's
your catch phrase?

Sorry, my what?

Ok. Every exhibition
needs a catch phrase

so people know what to
talk about he next day.

You need to tell
people what they're seeing.

Looking at this exhibition,
I would call these works....

Um...

I got it--

The new
American classic.

But that doesn't
really make sense.

New things
can't be classic.

Right, so, we're
being ironic, get it?

I guess....

Ok.
What's your name?

Danny Bellmore.

No.
Not anymore.

Now, it's Dimitri.

No last name.
Just Dimitri.

But nobody's going to
believe that my name

is actually Dimitri.

Maybe not,

but they will believe
you re-invented yourself

as someone hip
just like them.

Now, how have
the RSVP's been?

Oh, uh...

Pretty lousy.

That's good.

Call everyone back and
tell them you're very sorry,

but you're over booked and
they couldn't possibly attend.

That'll guarantee
people show up.

Now, um...what
about a caterer?

Uh-uh--
No, no.

I, I didn't think I was
going to provide food---

Dimitri you have to.
Art critics get paid squat,

gallery openings are
what they live for

and besides, a stuffed
critic is a happy critic.

So, let's think
about this.

The New
American Classic...

I got it. I got it.

What's classic
american cuisine?

I know what
you're thinking--

BBQ.

And I just happen
to know someone

who has a new take
on BBQ.

Shall I give you
his name?

Yes, yes.

Scott!

I have fantastic news!

Great cause I have
200 pounds of beef

I don't know
what to do with.

200 pounds of beef
that you're gonna need

to cater Dimitri's
Art gallery opening.

Right, Dimitri?

Dimitri.

Oh, right! That's me.

Yes, hi, hi--

I need...a caterer.

A caterer specializing in
BBQ to serve the tastemakers

of the city people who
know restaurant critics.

Oh ok.
Yeah--

Carrie said that this
was an appropriate fee.

I need finger food
for about...400.

400--

Yeah, I think we could
probably do it for that.

I am so lucky
that you just---

she just dropped out
of the clear blue sky.

I'm an angel alright.

So, I guess I will
see you tomorrow.

Yes!
I will see you tomorrow.

Okay--

Thank you.

Ok, that
was a miracle.

Congratulations!

Oh!
Congratulations--

See, when you follow you
heart good things happen.

I guess--

I mean finger food
for 400?

Oh boy I'm gonna
need help here.

You got me.

Alright. Everybody's
hands clean?

Yep!

Ok, great.
Let's do this!

I will assemble
the spice mix.

Abby, you're gonna rub
the mix into the meat.

Okey doke.

Alright, Rita
you gotta slice.

Make sure it's about
an inch thick, ok?

Got it.

And Carrie, you're
gonna be on skewers.

Just make sure they
don't bunch up too much.

It'll burn that way.

Got it.

Betsy, I'd like you
to package the skewers.

Ok, well, let's start!

Carrie: This is messy work--

Good work with
the marinade, Abby.

Pretend it's play-dough.
Just get right in there--

That a girl.
Okay, perfect--

Mix it up--

Are they
ready already--

No, not yet--

I'm ready
to turn vegan.

Thank you all
for you hard work.

I couldn't have
done it without you.

I thing somebody's
ready for bed.

Yeah... I have
a lot left to do.

Betsy,
do you mind?

No, don't worry about it,
I'll take her home.

Okay--

Thanks Betsy.
I owe ya.

I better go.

Stan's gonna
be hungry.

Yeah, I guess
it is getting late--

Thanks Rita!

Goodnight, guys!

How 'bout you?
You hungry?

I could eat.

You know what?
Me too.

I'll fix us
up something.

Wow!

A man cooking
me dinner.

I must have died
and gone to heaven.

Okay--

So where'd you go
to cooking school?

Uh...I didn't.

I, uh...
studied music.

You're a musician?

Used to be.

I saw the piano
out there.

Looked like it hadn't been
played in a couple of years.

No. It's, uh...
been a while.

Hey, do you want
a glass of wine?

Yes, please.

Ok, coming up.

Carrie: So,
what happened?

Scott: Well, let's just
say that things didn't

turn out the way
I planned.

No, they never do.

No.
They don't.

I was playing
gigs at restaurants,

you know, standard c*ck
stuff with jazzy twists

so I wouldn't
lose my mind.

Then after a while
I started learning

quite a bit about the
restaurant business--

And then
I met Katie.

Your wife?

Yeah.
Eventually.

We had Abby and everything
was going pretty good.

We were struggling
financially of course,

but we knew we'd get
back on track soon enough.

Can I ask
what happened?

It'll be 5 years ago
this Christmas Eve--

I was setting up the
tree at our apartment.

It was for Abbey, but
she was too young

to know the difference
so I guess

it was kind
of for us too.

And, um--

Katie was coming back from
picking up some ornaments,

I never had
a tree before--

And it was...

Snowing and the...
the roads were icy.

She just crossed
the street--

And this car was going faster
than it should have been.

It was over
in a second.

I'm so sorry.

Funny thing is--

There's a knock
at the door and I--

I thought
it was Katie.

I thought she was just
joking around with me,

that she wanted me
to come to the door

so she could kiss me
under the mistletoe.

But it, uh...
it wasn't her.

So ever since then,
Christmas hasn't

been my favorite
time of year.

You know, I go through the
motions for Abby's sake,

but I'm just kind
glad when the whole

holiday season
is over.

Yeah.
I can imagine.

So then suddenly,
I was a single dad,

the old tip jar wasn't
gonna pay the bills, um--

I was playing at this place
on a regular basis

and I found out the
owner was gonna retire...

so I put in an offer.

And I got it
at a good price.

But you just
gave up your music?

There wasn't really
much to sing about.

Would you play
something for me now?

No.

No, I just--

No-- I'm sorry.

I didn't mean to--

It's alright.
It's just a--

It's just a part of
my life that, uh...

Is over.

That's all.

Right.

Well...thank you...
for this.

Yeah...sure.

Um, I guess I'll
see you tomorrow.

Yeah.
I'll see you tomorrow.

Carrie--

Thanks...

for everything.

It was my pleasure.

Scott:
Morning, Rita.

Rita:
Good morning.

Don't tell me you
spent the night here.

No. Carrie and I
had a quick dinner

then I went home.

Alone?

What do you think?

Hmm--
I must be getting old.

Besides the obvious,
why do you say that?

OK, smart guy.
You can laugh,

but I have a pretty good
eye for when people click

and you two are sending up
all sorts of signal flares.

Well, your signals are
getting crossed because

this is a strictly
business relationship.

That's it.

Nope. Nope.
I'm sorry,

but I'm never wrong
about these things.

Look, she's not interested
in me and I don't have

the time or money to be
interested in her, okay?

So can we just
let it go?

I could just
smack you--

Don't let her go!

You'll never meet
anyone else like her!

Would you stop?

Ask her to go
for a walk!

Take a look at the
Christmas lights.

No! I mean the worse
that can happen

is you get a chance
to talk about business

and you know,
maybe, who knows?

The best
will happen.

Alright.

Just to shut you up,

I will ask her
to go on a walk.

Yeah! Okay!
Now we're talking, huh?

And I'd like a raise.

Never gonna happen.

Okay--

Alright, top 3 things you
don't like about Christmas.

Oh, okay...
Um, number 1,

during the 12 days
of Christmas

when everyone sings 5
golden rings really loud,

then they pause
like you're supposed

to give them an
award or something.

Um, fruit cake, which comes
from god knows where

and sucks all the moisture
out of your mouth.

Oh. I know--

Ugh, and secret Santa
where your supposed

to spend money you don't have
buying people you don't like,

things they don't want I
mean, what's with that?

Exactly, right?

Ok, you--
Three things--

Ok. Let's see--

The stupid
little drummer boy,

I mean who thinks playing
a drum in a baby's ear

is a great
Christmas present?

Alright, ruining perfectly
good food by dying it red

and green to be festive
and trying to explain

to Abby that Santa
comes down the chimney

without getting
burnt to a crisp.

Okay, I know this is gonna
contradict everything

I've ever said
about Christmas,

but I kind of like
the decorations.

I think the lights
are pretty.

You're like Abby.
She loves the lights.

Every time we come
here, she just stands

underneath them
and spins around.

She thinks it makes
the whole world shine.

It kinda does.

What do you think?

Um--

Not the whole
world just--

Just you.

No...

What is it?

I...can't.

What's wrong?

I just-

I have a
phone call that I-

I promised.

You can use
my cell--

No, um-- It's not
a phone call, it's-

A meeting.

And I promised.
And um, I'm late.

Well, I can get you
wherever you need to go.

I'm so sorry--

But I'll see you
tomorrow.

Alright--

Catering huh?

Very nice.

I hadn't thought
of that.

Why didn't you tell me
about his wife?

Does it matter?

Of course
it matters.

Why?

Because it explains
why the restaurant

has been in
such a slump.

I mean, businesses
are just reflections

of their owner's
personalities.

He doesn't need
psycho-analysis,

he needs
business advice.

Well that's-
I just-

I didn't know that he'd
been through so much.

Carrie, focus on
your assignment.

You get
his life restarted

the trauma will
take care of itself.

Yeah but--

No buts.

You only have
two days left.

You think I'd be able to spend
Christmas day with them?

You don't even
like Christmas.

Neither does he.

I know.

I just-

I don't know, I think
this time might be different.

It's like you said--
I have perspective now.

What's this
really about?

I just want to spend one
Christmas with a normal family.

Before I pass over.

And I mean suddenly
there's this family

that I actually want
to spend it with.

I mean--

Is that too much
to ask?

You sure that's all?

Well...

There is a form
I could submit.

Really??

I just need
twenty-four hours.

Just until the end
of Christmas day.

Alright, I'll try
to get you Christmas day

but I can't promise.

Thank you!

Alright...

Hey Rita- Who's
playing the piano?

He asked if it was
alright and I thought-

I told you I don't like
anyone playing the piano.

It's Christmas Scott, the
customers are enjoying it.

Are you ready
for a night of fun?

Yeah!

Where's your dad?

I think he's
still getting ready.

Oh--

Dad! You look
like a movie star.

Thanks,
sweetheart.

Hi--

You do look great.

Thank you.

I- I didn't think
you'd come tonight.

Well I wasn't gonna
leave you stranded.

It's a big night
for you.

Thank you.

So listen- I'll talk to
Betsy on my way out

and let her know
that you're here.

I left some money
for pizza for you guys.

Great--
Pizza!

Okay honey
wish me luck.

I'm gonna make
lots of contacts

and try to turn
our restaurant around.

Dad you're
gonna do fantastic.

Listen thanks for
setting everything up.

Oh no problem.

You really do
look great.

Thanks.

Good luck.

Okay-
I won't be late.

Goodnight,
sweetheart.

Bye, Dad.

Bye--

What?

You like him.

As a friend.

More than a friend.
I can tell.

You're eight.
What do you know?

I know
you're an angel.

How do you
know that?

How come
nobody else does?

I don't know.

I think...

Maybe you kids
just spend more time

looking at the world.

Once you grow up...
stuff just gets in the way.

Then I never
want to grow up.

Don't say that.
There are a lot

of wonderful things
about being a grown up.

Besides you can still look for
special things if you want to.

Okay. Then I'll grow up but
I'll never stop looking.

That sounds like
a good plan.

Um...

so about me
being an angel-

You um...

You've kept that
a secret, right?

Duh. People can't handle
that kind of information.

Do you have to go
back to Heaven soon?

In a little bit.

Can you spend
Christmas with us??

I don't know maybe-

Pleeeease Carrie
please?

I'll try my best.

But it's sorta sad.

What's sad?

Before he met you
he never smiled.

Now he smiles all the
time but I think if you go..

I think he's
gonna stop again.

I'm sure you make him
smile all the time.

Right?

Yeah--

Come on. Let's get
some puzzle done.

Dimitri:
These are so good...

Hi, thank you
for coming.

It's exciting isn't it?

It's a new
American classic.

But only in the
ironic sense.

Oh!

Mmmmmm...

Mmmm!

Excuse me, hi, I ordered
a martini ten minutes ago.

I'm sorry ma'am we've
been so busy that I-

You're an actor. Right?
Yeah I can tell.

If you're as bad an actor
as you are a waiter,

you better pack it up
and move back

to your parent's
basement. Okay?

It'll just be
a minute-

Yeah it better be or
I'm gonna have you fired.

Go!

I appreciate that.

Have a good night.

I was so anxious to get here
I didn't get a chance to eat.

No, that's alright, please
help yourself there's plenty.

Glad you're
enjoying it.

It's fabulous
isn't it?!

Dimitri this is the best
seared beef I've ever tasted.

No no, it's not
seared, it's barbequed.

It's an American classic
just like my exhibition.

Scott--

I would love to introduce
you to the most exciting

new caterer in town,
Scott Walker.

So you're the one responsible
for this taste revelation.

Well thank you.
--Thank you Demitri.

If you have an opportunity
check out my restaurant.

Do you have a card?
I can pass it on

to our food critic.

Actually, I do--

There you go.

Well if you'll
excuse me gentlemen

I'm off to enjoy
the art.

Yes the art-

Thank you-

Scott we are
a smash!

Listen if you're ever
thinking of expanding

your restaurant and
you need a partner-

Don't worry you'll be
the first person I call.

Wonderful,
wonderful thank you.

Well thank you,
Dimitri.

Thank you.

Oh oh and Scott-

Merry Christmas!

Oh--

Come here!

Okay--
Merry Christmas.

Okay, okay--

Stop working!

Okay--

Go, go, go
enjoy the art.

Okay--

Excuse me, hi.

Hi.

Hi.

I couldn't help but overhear
Dimitri saying that you were

the one responsible for the
incredible food tonight.

Yeah, yeah I am.

I thought you might
like a glass of champagne.

Oh yes I would,
thank you.


So are you and
Dimitri friends or-

Well no, this is the first
time I've worked with him.

Oh well, aren't I
one lucky lady.

Not only am I chatting with
the most handsome man

in the room, but
the chef as well.

Well, thank you.

I'm Lynette Bloom.

Oh I'm sorry,
Scott Walker.

Very nice
to meet you.

You as well.

Are you a friend
of Demitri's?

Uh no, no I've
never heard of him.

Although I think it
will change after this.

I certainly hope so.

Are you an
art lover?

Actually I'm just here
looking for contacts

and scouting out
the competition.

Oh-

I work for an
event planning agency.

I'm doing the big
united charities

New Year's Ball
next week.

Wow that's impressive.

Thank you!

So, Scott any big
plans for Christmas?

No I'm just going to spend the
holidays with my daughter.

Oh that's sweet.
How old is she?

She's eight.

And did you uh,
bring your wife tonight?

No my wife passed
away five years ago.

I'm sorry.

It's okay.

It must be a really
hard time of year for you.

Life goes on,
doesn't it?

And keeps
sending us challenges.

That it does.

To life's opportunities?

To life's opportunities.

Henry!

Come outside
for a minute.

Um...Abby I'm just going
to take the garbage out!

What's up?

I got you
your extra day.

Thank you Henry.

But Carrie--

The front office
is very concerned

that you may
break a rule.

Don't worry I'm not gonna
tell them I'm an angel.

Not that one.

They're worried that you're
going to make contact

with someone from
your former life.

Holidays can make
people very sentimental.

Well my father's my only
family and he's probably

in Aspen right
about now skiing--

May I remind you
that his daughter

was just in a terrible
accident a few days ago?

And may I remind you
that I'm his daughter?

I'm sure he'll
be sad that I died

and he'll do all the appropriate
grieving father things

but he's gonna get back
to normal in no time.

I think you're
being a little harsh.

I know my father.

Did you two
have a fight?

My father should
never have been a parent.

His world was art
artists and business.

In that order.

Everything he
did had a reason.

Every action he made
was another step

on the ladder
of success.

There's just no
room for a family

in that kind
of lifestyle.

That's very sad.

Every Christmas morning
I would come running

down the stairs and
there would be presents

under the pop art
Christmas tree but-

He'd always be at some party
in Vale or the Alps.

I don't know when it
happened but at some point

we just... started
living separate lives.

And there's no
anger or a grudge-

There's not really
much of anything.

Of course
I see it now--

That I was
just like him.

So totally focused
on my career...

just everything else
took a backseat.

You must have
had some friends.

In college.

But once I moved
here I thought...

there would always be
time for making friends.

Of course I was
wrong about that.

You know the greatest gift
that tragedy brings is

that it forces you to
reconsider the things

you've been taking
for granted.

You can stay until
midnight Christmas day.

If for any reason
you decide you want

to cross over Christmas
eve, go to the park bench.

I'll be there.

I promised
Abby I'd stay.

Fine. But you have
a way out if you need it.

Thank you.

Whoa...

Hey buddy.

Ugh-

What time is it?

Hey.
Eight o'clock.

You looked so
peaceful last night,

I didn't wanna
wake you up.

What time
did you get in?

Late.

Hey you.
Go brush your teeth.

So? Come on don't
keep me in suspense.

How'd it go?

The barbeque?

Kicked butt!

There's a critic from
the Times coming

to the restaurant
next week.

Oh and Danny-

Demitri wants to invest
so we can expand.

That's amazing.
I knew people would flip.

You've helped
my business a lot

and I think you should
be paid for that.

I want to give
you commission.

Oh no that's
not necessary.

No I insist.

Let's talk about it
again after Christmas.

Alright then but we're
gonna talk about it. Deal?

Deal.

Alright.

Wow things must have
gone really well

if you're already talking
about commission.

Is there more
to the story?

Yes but I'll have
to tell you later.

Right now I have
to get Abby to school-

Abby honey!

Abby: Coming!

Um, well maybe I can stop
by the restaurant later.

Perfect.

There's coffee here, there's
cereal just help yourself

and lock the door on
the way out, okay?

Great.

Bye Carrie!

Gonna be late,
come on--

Have a good day
at school.

Abby: Bye!

Bye.

Thank you folks.
And uh, Merry Christmas.

Hey-

Wow!

It's a busy day.

Yeah I had a dozen
customers come in

because they heard
about the barbeque.

And we sold twenty
plates at lunch today.

Hey hon.

Uh Scott this delivery guy
dropped this off for you.

Thanks Rita.

I got you an early
Christmas present too.

Oh yeah?

Yeah I hope you don't
mind...but I got a tree

for you and Abby.

Well that's so sweet.

It's not big I just-
I thought you might

like a place to put
your presents.

Maybe I have something
to go underneath it.

Just got it back
from the jeweller,

had it cleaned.
It was Abby's mother's.

She'll love wearing it.

Maybe the three
of us could decorate

the tree together
tonight.

Yeah, sure-

Or...not.

Well no it's not
that I don't want to,

I just-
Well--

I have a date.

What?

Yeah. I met her at
the party last night.

Really?

Who is she?

Strange thing is she's in
same line of work as you.

She works
in event planning.

Huh--

I don't think it's
gonna be a late dinner.

I think it's gonna be
an early one so maybe

you and Abby can start
doing the decorations

and I can
catch up later.

I'm sorry, I'm not
asking you to go

on babysitting duty,
I already made plans

with Betsy for that.

I just thought you
wanted to decorate.

That's fine.

I bought the tree
for both of you so-

Thank you so much.

So tell me more about
this event planner.

What's her name?

Lynette Bloom.

What??

Yeah she works with one
of the biggest agencies.

She's got some big job
planning an event

for the united charities
new year's ball?

Oh-

Oh, speak of the
Devil, there she is-

I- I gotta go.

Where are you going?

I'll see you later!

Okay--

Hey!

Hey.

Something's wrong.

I love him.

This can't
be happening.

That can't be
part of the plan.

Honey the plan is
for Scott.

What about me?

Mortals and angels
live on different plains.

So what are you
telling me?

I found my soul mate
but it's too late

for me to do
anything about it?

Don't you think
that kind of sucks?

Carrie, there's a master plan
that we're not allowed to see.

You just have to have faith
that everything has a purpose.

Well now he's going
out with Lynette.

If everything is
supposed to happen

tell me how
that happened.

Well he's been in
a slump for years.

Suddenly he's-- Upbeat,
optimistic, dynamic-

That attracts women.

Do you have any idea what kind
of trouble that woman is?

Because he needs to know-
He needs to know she's a-

Doesn't matter.

You cannot reveal
yourself to her.

It would ruin everything.

No. I can't do it.

I can't leave
him with Lynette.

Carrie, be careful!

You're playing with fire!

Carrie look
what we did!

You started decorating.

Abby: Just a little.

No worries
it looks great.

Thanks a lot
for the tree.

Can I talk to
you for a second?

Sure come on
in the kitchen.

Keep on decorating honey.
You're doing a great job.

Sure!

I wanna talk to
you about Lynette.

Okay, good.

Let's start by explaining
why you ran off today.

I just want to warn you
that she's not the type

of person
you can trust.

How do you even
know Lynette?

I can't tell you.

Alright I think you're the
one playing games here-

Is there
anything else?

No.

Look if you're not
comfortable being here

I can always
go get Betsy-

No I...want to spend
the evening with Abby.

I promised--

If it's okay.

I guess I'll see
you later then--

Alright,
I'm gonna go-

Oh, okay-

Have fun sweetie.

Love you.

I love you too
sweetie.

Oh Carrie--

I was thinking about
making a popcorn garland.

I think it looks
more...classic.

I think that sounds
like a great idea.

Abby I have some...
bad news.

You're leaving-

Yeah.

Look I was really
looking forward

to spending Christmas
with you guys, but I-

My plans have
changed and I think

I need
to leave tomorrow.

But...tomorrow's
Christmas eve.

I know.

I'm sorry.

But hey, I will always look
out for you, okay?

Wait--

So you don't
forget us.

I'd never forget you.

Thank you.

Hi.

Abby and I finished
decorating the tree.

She went to bed right
when she was supposed to.

Great.

Look um I don't think
I'm going to be able

to spend Christmas
with you after all.

Um I said my
goodbyes to her tonight.

Whoa whoa whoa,
slow down here-

Okay am I going to
see you again?

Carrie?

I'll stop by the
restaurant. Tomorrow.

Okay well we close early
for Christmas eve, so-

Well I'll be there
before then.

Alright--

Oh...

Why did I think this side
was going to be full

of sunshine
and rainbows?

Human emotion
doesn't stop at the grave.

What we feel in
life we feel here.

I'm not going to need that
extension 'til Christmas day.

How do I...cross over?

Be here tomorrow
night at midnight.

I'll get you to where
you need to be.

♪ I'm falling and drifting ♪
♪ and spinning around ♪

♪ There's no one to catch me ♪
♪ when I hit the ground ♪

♪ As the wind ♪
♪ begins to blow ♪

♪ My heart ♪
♪ is like the snow ♪

♪ Fallin' on ♪
♪ the rooftops ♪

♪ I was starin' ♪
♪ at the floor ♪

♪ When you floated ♪
♪ through the door ♪

Wow--

Oh--

You're very good.

Thanks.
Just--

Haven't played
for years--

The notes just
stopped coming.

That was the last
song I wrote.

Could never
nail the chorus, but--

It's getting there--
It's not there yet,

but it's
coming along.

My wife used
to sit there.

Oh, I'm--
I'm sorry--

No, no--
No.

It's okay.

She used to sit there
for hours...

Never said a word,
just...never had to.

When I wasn't
getting it right she'd just--

Give me a look.

Her look.

And when I figured
it out she just--

She'd give me
this big grin--

That's when I knew
I had it.

Would you play it
one more time?

Okay--

♪ I'm falling and drifting ♪
♪ and spinning around ♪

♪ There's no one to catch me ♪
♪ when I hit the ground ♪

Scott Walker, I have
known some dumb men

in my life, but you
are the dumbest.

Scott, she just walked
out that door and you let her!

I love you, but you
drive me up the wall.

Until last week, you were
a gloomy and depressed man

that sucked the joy
out of everything

Suddenly, Carrie arrived
and you're smiling.

Joking, laughing!

Rita, what are you
talking about?

You're in love!
You idiot.

Now I told you, I'm never
wrong about these things!

You're in love.

And now
you're gonna have

to figure out what
to do about it.

Ugh...

Carrie!

I can't be in love--

Congratulations,
Carrie.

The front office did some
forecasting and looks like

clear sailing from
now on for Scott.

Swell.

You were perfect,

You followed all three laws,
and you still gave Scott

what he needed.

You even managed to
bring back some

of his old
enthusiasm.

You say that like you've
known him for a long time.

I have.

All his life.

You're his father.

Then-- Why didn't
you help him??

Why'd you have to bring
me into the mix?

I was told
to approach you.

It's your destiny.

To have
my heart shattered?!

No--

To open his.

Great!

Good, that's great,
because you know what?

It's open now!

He's out for dinner
with Lynette while we speak.

A toast--

To what is on its way
to being the most

memorable Christmas
ever.

Well, you must be really busy
with the New Year's Ball.

I'm gonna make it
the event of the year.

People in China
are gonna be talking about it.

Wow!

And to think, I almost
didn't get it.

Really?
Why not?

We were competing for the
contract with another agency.

They had this woman
pitch them some ideas

and they were planning
on going with her--

I was furious.

Well, that's business.

No, it was
more than that.

Carrie and I have
always had this sort of

competition
between us.

What was her name?

Carrie.

Carrie what?

Carrie Blackford.
Why?

What happened?

On the day the contracts
were supposed to be signed,

she was in a major
car accident.

She's in a coma.

What??

Yeah, I guess it is
really sad.

She's at Thermer General.

And her dad, he's this
big art dealer.

I heard he's been at her side
everyday just waiting

for her to wake up.

So, she still
has a chance?

I don't know.

I heard she's on
life support

and they're wondering whether
or not to pull the plug.

Are you okay?

Yeah--
No.

I'm not.
I'm I'm I'm sorry--

I need to go. I rememered
I have to do something.

Well, at least
take me home.

No, look--
Take a cab--

And uh--
Just take it all--

Take care
of the food too.

I'm sorry,
I have to go--

Scott, I--

Dad!

Is everything okay??

Abby, remember when you told me
that Carrie's an angel?

Did you mean she was
a really nice person

and a pretty lady?

No, she's an angel, dad!
A real angel!

I tried to tell you
but you didn't believe me.

Well, I do now honey.

Grab your jackets.

Dad, what's wrong?!

Betsy, can you give us
a drive to Thermer Hospital?

Abby: What?!

Is somebody hurt??

I'm not sure-- We need
to get there right now.

Yes, alright,
here we go--

Thank you
for coming.

I know that somewhere
she's listening.

She needs to stay.

That can't happen.

They've run all the tests
and there's no hope.

I've been hoping
against hope.

Praying that she'd get
some sign that

she could come back
to me.

Even if it was just long enough
for me to tell her

that I love her more than
anyone else on earth.

There's been nothing--

And it's not fair
to keep her like this--

I've been dreading
signing this--

But I realize
I'm being selfish.

She'll be at peace
in just a couple of minutes.

She's gonna come back
to us, mister.

My dear--

That would take
Christmas magic--

Abby: No--

Dad!

Carrie, I have
a confession to make.

This mission wasn't
just about Scott.

Front office was concerned
that you were a young woman

So dedicated to your
career that you were

neglecting everything
else in life.

Well, I see that now.
So thank you.

That's because
you have perspective now.

We talked about this.

Now obviously everyone
in life can't have

a near-death experience
to make them realize

what's important
in life.

So we've been using Christmas
for the past 2000

and some odd years.
As a way of getting

people to stop for
a day or two

and think about
somebody else for a change.

How's that working
out for you?

Well, it's not perfect.

But you'd be surprised
at our success rate.

Of course for extreme cases
like you and Scott

extreme measures
are called for.

Carrie--
It's time.

Are they gonna
be okay?

Wait--

♪ I'm falling and drifting ♪
♪ and spinning around ♪

♪ There's no one to catch me ♪
♪ when I hit the ground ♪

♪ As the wind ♪
♪ begins to blow ♪

♪ My heart ♪
♪ is like the snow ♪

♪ Falling on ♪
♪ the rooftops ♪

♪ I was staring ♪
♪ at the floor ♪

♪ When you floated ♪
♪ through the door ♪

♪ I could wait ♪
♪ all my life ♪

♪ For an angel ♪
♪ like you ♪

♪ Give me the key to ♪
♪ set my heart free ♪

You hear that too,
don't you?

A Christmas song.

No--

I hear a love song.

Carrie, you
have a choice--

You can enter the light
and pass, or you can

go to him on
the earthly plane.

The light will give you
eternal peace and serenity.

The earthly plane
will give you none of that.

♪ ...forever... ♪

The choice
is yours!

Is there anything
you want me to tell Scott?

The secret ingredient
is love.

She moved!

What??

She has a pulse.

Carrie!

I thought I'd lost you!

Dad...

I heard you.

Somehow I heard you.

And it brought me back.

My God!

It is Christmas magic.

You finished the song.

Yeah.

Out of the blue.
Just like that?

Just like you.

There was a man.
That I used to meet with.

When I was over there.

And he had a special
message for you.

A message?

He said, the secret
ingedient is love.

Dad!
Look!

It's Christmas!

Play your song, Dad.
Carrie wants to hear it.

Don't you?

Of course I do, sweetie.

I want to hear it
for the rest of my life.

Okay--

This is crazy--

♪ I'm falling and drifting ♪
♪ and spinning around ♪

♪ There's no one to catch me ♪
♪ when I hit the ground ♪

♪ As the wind ♪
♪ begins to blow ♪

♪ My heart is ♪
♪ like the snow ♪

♪ Falling on ♪
♪ the rooftops ♪

♪ I was staring ♪
♪ at the floor ♪

♪ When you floated ♪
♪ through the door ♪

♪ I could wait ♪
♪ all my life ♪

♪ For an angel ♪
♪ like you ♪

♪ Give me the key ♪
♪ to set my heart free ♪

It's mom's!

Yeah...

♪ Speak not in words ♪

♪ Hold your breath, ♪
♪ not a sound ♪

♪ Stay with me here ♪
♪ in this moment forever ♪

I love you sweetie.

♪ I can wait all my life ♪
♪ for an angel like you ♪

Thank you.

♪ Speak not in words ♪

♪ Hold your breath ♪
♪ not a sound ♪

♪ Stay with me here... ♪

Thank you.

Merry Christmas.

Thank you.

Merry Christmas.

Come here--
Ahhh--

Merry Christmas!