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Ow!

Unfortunately,
today an upper ankle sprain

has ended the promising
rise of Winter Olympic hopeful,
Abigail Simpson,

eliminating her
from the semifinal trials.

We wish her a complete
and speedy recovery.

Maybe we'll see her
again in four years. -

And that is how you
do not execute a camel spin.

Were you hurt badly?

Nothing I couldn't recover from,

but enough to pull me
from my spot.

Why didn't you try again?

It took everything
my parents could muster
to get me that far

and I didn't wanna wait
another four years.

My plans had changed.

I decided I
wanted to teach

and coach the next group
of Olympic hopefuls

which is you guys.

Now, go put your skates on.
We've a lot of hard work
before the Christmas Ice Parade.

That must have been hard
to watch.

Trust me, Janet, it was.

But showing it to the class
makes a point.

- Which is?
- Don't get cocky

and start believing
in your own publicity.

Let's go.

Hey,
why not do
a little advertising?

We can offer some sort of
discount code,

or special beginner class,

make a great stocking stuffer.

And how you think
I'm gonna pay for advertising?
My good looks?

Exactly!

Abbie, you were almost famous.

You still are!

Look, let's plaster your name
and picture on a poster.

We could put them all over town.

We're already promoting
the Christmas Ice Parade.

Let's make it more interesting.

Look, I don't know.

It, it sounds desperate.

Like I'm giving up.

You listen to yourself?

Isn't that
what you're already doing?

Giving up?

Wow. Aren't you supposed to be
my best friend?

- Your bestest.
- Okay.

- Well,
then go supervise the kids.
- Oh.

Aye, aye, Captain.

And don't look so down.

You act like
you're the only person

to ever go through
something like this.

What if I am?

What if you're not?

Goodbye.

Mm-hmm.

No. Go! Get it outta the zone.
Get it outta the zone.

Go! No!

No. Come back!
Get him. Get him.

You can do it. You can do it.

Stop him. Stop him.
Don't let him get there.

No! Stop!

Stop! Aah!

It's impossible.
It's bloody impossible.

And, yet...

And yet... it's true.

We lost.

Oh, dear. Again, Your Highness?

Again.

Defeat snatched
from the jaws of victory.

Perhaps this will help you
calm yourself.

How can I be calm
at a moment like this?

It is but a game, Your Highness.

But a game?

Are you serious, Marshall?

There's no such thing
as but a game.

If you say so, sir.

I do say so!

Hockey is not just a game,

it's a sport.

It's my sport.

Of course, Your Highness,
and a very noble sport
it is too.

But, every contest must have
a winner and a loser.

Fair play and all that.

Mm.

It's high time
I did something about it.

You, sir? Do you plan
to take up the sport?

Marshall, of course not.

But I could buy a team.

And that way, I'd have
some say in how things are done.

Your own ice hockey team?

Certainly a bold idea,
Prince John.

And one you should pursue
in the new year.

Don't be silly, Marshall.

I plan on moving forward
on this business immediately.

As in right now.

But, Your Highness,
the Royal Family
is your business.

Please,
you sound like my mother.

Look, I'm the youngest son
in the monarchy of sons.

- I will never be king.
- - True.

LI need to have somethingn
in ton my own.y of sons.

Something that belongs to me,
something that
I'm passionate about.

Something that's really mine,
away from the family.

What better
than my own sports franchise?

Minor League, of course,

but how fantastic.

Of course.

And then, all the profits
from the merchandising

will go direrectly
back to the people...

by way of
my preexisting charities.

Very noble, Your Highness,

but how do you plan
to achieve this?

- By going to America.
- America?

Yes, I can't manage
all of this on my own.

I need to go there
to set up a co-venture.

Partnership of sorts.

I need to go there

"Daryl Blake."

I've a meeting with him
in a few days.

I have a very small
window of opportunity.

- I'm planning on seizing it.
- But, Your Highness,

the Royal Christmas
Festivities are imminent.

You're expected to be there.

I will, Marshall, I'll be there.

But I have to do this
first. It means everything to me.

And I need your silence.

Can I count on you?

Mm-hmm.

Ah, good.

Silence is golden.

I have a plane to catch.

- And see that these
are taken care of?
- Yes.

- Oh, there he is.
- Mr. Blake.

Your Highness,
please call me Daryl.

Okay then, Daryl.

Uh, in fact, why don't we
dispense with the formalities?

Uh, my name is John,
so we won't be needing

any of the royal designations
from here on out.

Are you sure?
A royal title can open

an awful lot of doors
in a town like this.

And the accent
doesn't hurt either.

Yeah, it can also close
a lot of doors.

Can even double
the price of admission.

So, let's just keep it
in our back pocket,

as you Americans say,
until it's useful.

Whatever you say, Prince.

I mean... John.

- Care to take a walk?
- Uh, absolutely. Lead on.

So you see,
what I'd like to do next

is to assemble
a short list

of potential investors, huh,

to come on board to help
make this team a reality.

I'm thinking of calling it
"The Monarchy."

The Monarchy.

I love that. Very clever.

And with you as the face
of the franchise, well,
it's a perfect fit.

Oh, I couldn't agree more.

- Ready to see your future?
- Indeed, I am. Lead on.

Right this way.

Now, even though
they are minor league franchise,

we've made arrangements
for the team

to play in the finest arenas
the sport has to offer.

Like this. What do you think?

It's beyond grand, Daryl.

Something I've only
dreamed of. - Yeah.

We're gonna make
that dream become a reality.

You understand?

I mean, look at this.

Luxury boxes,
five-star restaurants,

cocktail lounges,
celebrity endorsements by the dozen.

You name it.
It's all there for the taking.

This is all so fantastic.

I'm sold.

What do we need to do
to make this happen?

I'll tell you
what we need to do.

We leave town.

- Leave town?
- Yep. Leave town.

I am afraid I'm not following.

Prince,
professional sports franchises
are all over the place.

The Buffalo Bills
play at Orchard Park.

The Los Angeles Angels
are in Anaheim.

The Giants don't even play
in the same state.

We move outside the mainstream,

build d our training facility,
our base camp,

and we g everything
we alwlways dreamed of
at a fraction of the ct.

Yes. Now I'm
following you.

I think I've got
just the location.

Evanston.

- Evanston.
- Yep.

The Evanston Monarchy.

- Ooh!
- That's where you build.

In a small town,
not some gigantic metropolis.

Instead, an elegant little town

that becomestown,
notthe home of your brand.is.

And you know what?
I've gotta a lead
on the perfect location there.

You,
you think about it.

- Oh, I, I am.
I, I am thinking about it.
- Better yet,

you, you should go up
there. Check it out for yourself.

Yeah.
It's less than an hour away.

That's a great idea.

Just don't breathe a word
of this to anybody, okay?

News gets out,
press goes up, up, up.

Play your cards right,
all this... can be yours.

Understood. Thank you.

Thank you.

Lee, shoulder's back.

Head up.

That's beautiful, Jamie.
I love it.

I never could get
the hang of ice-skating.

You make it look so effortless.

Let me guess.
You didn't come here

to watch the kids skate,
did you?

- No.
- Look, if it's about the rent
for the classroom space,

- I'll have it soon.
- Listen, Abbie.

I love what you're doing
with these kids.

But...?

The owner of this building

is thinking of closing it entirely.

- Wait, are you serious?
- Absolutely.

I think they want
to turn it into something else

or maybe even sell it completely.

Mr. Curtis, I need this place.

This is where my classroom is.

Look, it's Christmas.
I really need the money.

- Mm.
- Come on.

We're working on some really
big promotions.

Promotions? What kind?

Your Christmas Ice Parade?

So how are ticket sales
going over that?

Well, they, they could
be better, but they're steady.

That's good to
hear, Abbie.

I'll see you in a week.

And then Bradley's pass
gets deflected in the end zone

and still caught by Johnson
for a touchdown.

Craziest thing
I've ever seen in my life.

Hey, Al.

Hey, Abbie.

You, uh,
come for your momma's cake?

- You bet. Is it ready?
- Sure is.

- Just gimme a second.
- Okay.

All right.

Here it is.

It's as nice as I can make it.

And it's paid for already,
so you can take her away.

It's beautiful.

Will I see you
at the party tonight?

I got an after-hours delivery
coming in,

eggnog frozen yogurt,

but maybe, if it doesn't get
too late, I could still stop by.

Sounds good. Oh, and
thanks for putting up the poster.

No problem.

But, hey, how come your name
is not on the poster?

Because it's not about me.
It's about the students.

Hey, people would pay big
money to see you skate again.

Al, please.

You'd sell a lot more tickets.

Guaranteteed box office.

I'll think about it.

- Thanks again.
- All right.

Hey, hey!

Merry Christmas, Abigail.

Oh, Merry Christmas, Don.

Merry ChristOh!, Abigail.

Oh, dear! Here.

Oh, no.

I am so sorry.

Let me help.

No, it's ruined.

Well, I'm sure we can fix it.

I, I'm sorry, Abbie, there's
nothing I can do with this.

I knew it.
My mom's gonna kill me.

Do you think
you can make another one?

In time for tonight's
winter festival?

I don't think so.

I mean, can we?

- Maybe.
- Uh, how much time do you need?

A few hours at least.
I, I, I'm swamped today.

- Still have
so much to do before tonight.
- Look,

I feel terrible
about this.

Let me pay for a new cake.
It's the least I can do.

- Works for me.
- Okay.

Thanks, Al.
I'll come by later tonight.

Hey, excuse me.

Uh, sorry,
I didn't catch your name.

It's Abigail.

I'm John.

Hey.

Hey, Abbie, wait up.

Hey, Chad.

I heard you were in town.

Oh, you look a little down,
is something wrong?

Uh, the cake for tonight's party
got ruined, but that's all.

That's rough.

- Look, I,
I'm in a bit of a hurry.
- Then, I won't keep you.

Listen, ever since
I got back into town,

I've just been thinking
a lot about you.

Really?

Well, that's flattering.

Look, I know I'm not
the quarterback of the varsity
football team anymore

and you're not
The Princess On Ice,

but it doesn't mean we can
give it another shot, right?

I've just been thinking
a lot about the future.

Now, maybe there might be
a future for us.

That's really sweet, but I have
a lot on my plate right now.

I hear you.

But on a more serious note, um,

the real estate market around
here is exploding and expanding,

and Mr. Curtis has
some really big plans for me.

Yeah, I saw him earlier too.

He told me someone's
trying to convert

the ice rink
into something more profitable.

I mean, I've heard
a few things, but those are
just rumors, Abbie.

I'm sure there are
other ice rinks.

You know, I could really be
of some assistance to you,
if you'd just let me.

All I need is
you back in my life again.

Look, there's a lot of
reasons why people break up, Chad.

We really tried, but...

we just weren't
the right couple.

You know, and I could help you
with your school.

We could be partners.

You could hire some teachers.
I mean,

why keep risking your health
out there on the ice, you know?

You got lucky once.

Could have been a lot worse.

Yeah, but it wasn't.

I know you.

And I know you wouldn't be
sitting on the sideline,

not competing
if you weren't worried too.

Let me take that worry away.

Come on.

I'll think about it. Okay?

- It's good to see you.
- You too.

Just because
your brother's not seen out

with the same woman
on his arm every night,

why do people
find that interesting?

Honestly, he could easily
find himself a,

a suitable heiress
who adores him.

I mean, Mother would love that.

But...

he chooses the life
of a bachelor.

Unwilling to settle down.

Why is that, do you think?

It's perfectly simple.

He's never found a woman
fascinating enough

to freeze him in his tracks.

You mean he's
never found a woman
who could hold her own with him?

Perhaps, but don't give up
on himim just yet, Your Hiness.

Wellgood luck
changing his mind.

Have you seen this?

- What is it?
- See for yourself.

Please, Marshall, sit.

- A business plan?
- He's trying to start his own
professional ice hockey team

in America no less.

- A business plan?
- He's trying to start his own
profesIce hockey team?y team

His obsession with the sport
has finally gone to his head.

He eats, sleeps and breathes
professional ice hockey.

He can't be serious.

Oh, but he is.

As he sees it,
he's finally going to do
something for himself,

have something
all his own.

And...

I can understand
where he's coming from.

I mean,

I knew he was head over heels
for the sport,

but I didn't realize
it had gone this far.

What ever will Mother think?

Perhaps she doesn't need
to know about it.

Not just yet, anyway.

I think we owe your brother
that much, don't you?

Agreed.

Oh!

- Hey, I'm home.
- Hi, Mom.

Oh, let me give you a hand.

Oh, thanks.
Here, take the one under my arm

before I drop it.

- Where's your father?
- Oh, he's at the center.

- He's decorating
for the party tonight.
- Oh, perfect.

I don't want him
snooping around in my packages.

Oh, did you buy him
something nice?

Of course not.

I bought myself something.

So what are you up to?

I'm just making some
Christmas cards for my friends.

- I don't have enough money
to buy gifts this year.
- I know.

But they'll understand.

Everything is going to be fine.

So, where's the cake?

Uh, about that.

Oh, no, don't tell me.

Well, I went to pick it up today

and there was this guy
who wasn't looking
where he was going,

and he ran right into me
and knocked it
right outta my hands.

- It's ruined.
- Oh, dear.

But, but, it's gonna be okay.

They're making a new one.
They're gonna deliver it

directly to the center,
so... everything's good.

How are you? Are you okay?

You mean, like, am I hurt?

No, I'm fine.

So who ran into you?
Was it anybody we know?

Um, no, I don't think so.

Some guy
with a fancy foreign accent.

Maybe a, a John somebody.

Hmm.

Was he handsome?

Mother, please.

Well, was he?

Yeah.

Hmm.

Marshall?
I'm sorry to disturb you,

Your Highness, but I
was just ringing to see

if you'd come
to your senses yet.

Oh.

Absolutely not.

Look, Prince John,
I'm very concerned about you,

- as is your brother.
- Roger? Concerned about me?

How charming.

Does my mother know
anything yet?

No, Your Highness,

I've been able to
cover for you thus far.

Luckily, she's been very busy
with her holiday preparations.

That's good, Marshall.

But I cannot continue
this charade much longer.

She's bound to find out
sooner or later.

So what if she does?

I'm not a child anymore.

I have a right to live
my own life as I see fit.

Most assuredly, sir.

But you should
at least keep them abreast
of your movements.

Of course, I will...

in time.

I'll return shortly...

when I'm ready.

Your Highness, you're making
my job rather difficult.

Well, at is my goal in life,
isn't it, Marshall?

No if you'll excuse me,

I have a party to attend.

No, no, no.

Please don't,
don't hang up on me.

Merry Christmas, Marshall.

Merry Christmas, Your Highness.

Marshall!

Where is my son?

Uh, Your Majesty.

Well, uh, I, I believe he's
at the, uh, Royal Banquet Hall

finalizing the menu
for Christmas brunch.

I'm not asking you
about Prince Roger.

I'm asking you
about my youngest son, John.

He's about yay high

and not too big around.

Of course, Your Majesty.

Well, uh...

I'm afraid, truth be told,

he's, uh,

gone off

to America unexpectedly.

Ah, of course.

So if this was, as you
suggest, an unexpected decision,

he can't possibly have any
great amount of cash with him.

He would have to rely heavily
on his credit cards.

You know what to do then.

Follow the trail.

Your Majesty.

Marshall,
you need to stop phoning me.

Won't do any good, and
I'm starting to get irritated.

Prince John, it's Daryl Blake.

Oh, of course, Daryl.

My apologies.

I was having a bit of a moment
with one of my staff back home.

Not a problem at all.
Must be tough

keeping all those balls
in the air at the same time.

Just wondering how things
are going out in Evanston.

Oh, Evanston is everything
you said it was.

Small, quaint... lovely people.

- Beautiful. I knew that
you would like it. I knew it.
- Indeed, I do.

And you mentioned
you had your eye on a property

for a new training facility, right?

Don't worry about that just yet.

The important thing here
is that you can

see yourself setting up shop
in that charming little town.

And it sounds
like you can.

I believe
you've hit on something, Daryl.

I knew I was right to trust you.

Thank you. Thank you,
Your Highness. It's excellent.

Um, listen,
enjoy your time in Evanston,

and I'm here if you need me,
and, uh, you'll be back soon?

Soon it is. Cheers.

So sweetheart,
what do you think?

Pretty snazzy, huh?

Oh, it's nice.

Very nice.

Uh, Larry, you did a great
job. I'm proud of you.

Well, I had some help.

Well, I hope you
let the younger ones
get up on the ladder.

Absolutely.
No more ladders for me.

Hey, come here.

- Oh, it's beautiful.
- Right?

When did he drop it off?
- Well, he didn't.

Pardon me.

Well, if Al didn't deliver,
who did?

I did.

My apologies.
I couldn't help but overhear.

- I'm John.
- Oh.

Carol, John's staying
at the Mountmore Hotel.

We met earlier.

Oh, that's nice.

They have nice rooms,
very old-fashioned.

Oh, yeah.
Absolutely right.

Sorry, I don't mean to pry,

but, tell me,

why did you want to deliver
the cake yourself?

Because he's the one
who ruined the cake
in the first place.

Uh, yes, regretfully so.

Good evening, uh, Miss Abigail,
you look very pretty tonight.

Oh, thank you.

Oh, uh, Janet, this is John.

Very pleased to meet you,
John. - [John] The pleasure's
mine.

So, Abigail, what do you think?

You know, I'm impressed.

I didn't think Al could do it.

Yeah, I know. Yeah.

John, could you help us
for a moment in the kitchen?

Oh, why... Yes, of course.

Uh, ladies.

Come here.

Oh, dear.

Abbie, why are you being
so cold to that guy?

was just an accident.

And he's so good-looking,

so sophisticated,

and that accent... Wow!

- Well, accents
aren't everything.
- Maybe not.

But I think he likes you.

Well, I doubt that.
- Really?

Why would he go
through all that trouble
to deliver that cake in person?

Guilty conscience?

I can't believe you.
You're acting like a kid.

Well, how do you want me to act?

We're at a party.
We're supposed to be having fun.

So start acting like that.

All right.

I want you to promise me

you'll be as sweet as pie
to the very next person
you meet.

You promise?

I promise.

Merry Christmas, Abbie.

Chad.

Well, good luck with that.

If you two will excuse me.

Coward.

Oh, right here.
You can help us put the bags
in the boxes.

So, John, are you going to
be in Evanston for very long?

Oh, no, no, not long.

Just conducting
a little business.

Oh, what sort of business
are you looking to get
involved in?

Larry, don't be so nosy.

No, it's all right.

It's just a little project
that I'm working on.

I have some pressing
holiday engagements back home,

so not long, I'm afraid.

Mm. That's too bad.

Evanston is a wonderful place
to spend Christmas.

I'm sure it is.

And I'd also love to get
to know Abbie a little more.

If, if I could.

And again, I, I am so sorry
about everything that happened.

Don't worry about that.

She's a very
understanding person.

She just, uh, feels stressed
about work right now.

Abbie teaches skating
down at the ice rink

and her class
is a little underwhelming
at this time of year.

That's too bad.

Is it a beginner's class?

All levels.
It's mostly just young people
trying to have fun.

Abbie was an Olympic hopeful
a few years ago,

but she had
a little mishap during a jump
and didn't qualify.

Oh, dear.

- Did she give it another go?
- No.

The whole thing
was broadcast on TV.

Everybody saw it,
and she was humiliated.

That's a pity.

I think I know something
that just might cheer her up.

I'm all the ears.

I have a confession.

The only reason
I came here tonight was,

I was hoping to run into you.

Uh, really?

- Why is that?
- I wanted to apologize

if I came out a little strong
the other day.

Don't.

I could've been better myself.

What I should have said was,
I miss you.

I wanna make this a Christmas
we can both remember.

And I got you
a little something.

Um...

You know what? I, I can't.

I mean...

Thank you.

It's beautiful,
but I can't accept this.

Here, let me help you.

- Uh.
- Turn around.
Just humor me.

- but I think
that's a marvelous idea.
- Yes.

Well...

It's been a long day.

Uh, perhaps
I should say goodnight.

So soon?

Do you have to? Uh...

we haven't even cut
the cake yet.

Yeah. I, I thought
you wanted to talk to Abbie.

Oh, well I do, but looks like
she's wrapped up at the moment.

All right, John.

But don't forget
what I told you about tomorrow.

I won't. And thankou.

Are you okay, honey?

Just got a lot on my mind,
I guess.

Nice necklace.

- Pricey.
- Yeah, it was hard to say no,

but I'm just not interested
in reviving old flames.

The Ice Skating Princess
and The Football King.

That was a long time ago.

Yeah, he wants to pick up
right where we left off,

but I just
don't see us together.

I mean, he's a nice guy, but...

I don't know,
it's just been too long.

Sometimes people change.

- I have enough going on.
- Okay. That's fair.

Oh, that fella, John,

he was asking about you.

Mom, don't go match-making me
again. He'll be gone
before you know it.

Of course,
you are right.

But he just seems so debonair,
so cultured.

You're starting
to sound like Janet.

One guy showers me
in diamonds, the other in cake.

I'm sure
you look beautiful in both.

You're a riot.

Good night, sweetheart.

Why are you following me?

Me? [snickers] Never.

So you just wander in here
where it's a constant
35 degrees?

We, Europeans,
we're very warm-blooded people.

Look, John, uh,

this is my private time
in the ice.

It's the only alone time
I get, so...

Ah, yes.

Of course, of course.
Uh, my apologies.

I didn't mean
to intrude or interrupt.

I was speaking
with your mother last night,

and she told me
about your skating classes,

and I thought...

Well, maybe...

- You?
- Of course. Why not me?

Besides, I thought
you might find it entertaining
to see me fall down a few times.

Well, it's tempting,

but you seem pretty fit.

Looks can be deceiving.

Okay, fine. Go rent some skates

- and I'll see what you got.
- Wonderful.

Oh.

You look like
you've done this before.

Uh, some, when I was
a young lad back home.

And where exactly
is "back home"?

Just a small little berg
outside of Belgium.

Uh, lovely place
of no real consequence.

And does this berg have a name?

Ooh. Well, yes, of course.

Of course it does.

But the real
question, how am I doing?

Uh, it's harder
than you remember, huh?

Considerably so.

Well, do you think
I have what it takes?

If I can train a ten-year-old,
I can train you.

Oh, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa.

Sorry. I'm a bit wobbly.

- You seem fine.
- No, no, no, trust me. I'm,

I'm shaky.

Uh, maybe if you hold my hands.

I can't believe you.

Now don't let go or I'll fall.

Mm-hmm.

Come on.

Yeah.

You're a natural.

- Oh, I'm going backwards.
- -

- Stand up taller.
- Oh, yes.

Put your right foot forwar

- Keep holding my hands.
- There you go.

And he just showed up
completely unannounced?

Yeah. I can't believe
my mom's so free
with my personal information.

No. She means well.

She always has her nose
in my business.

I told you he likes you.

- He's a bold one.
- And single.

Okay, you and my mom would
make the perfect pair. -

Tell me one thing
you don't like about him.

- Give me a second.
- Uh-huh.

That's what I thought.

And here she is
in her first little costume.

- I sewed
the whole thing myself.
- Really?

That's amazing.

- You did this all by yourself?
- Yes, I did.

And it wasn't
easy, either.

All those tiny little sequins
and rhinestones.

- May I?
- Mm.

You did a
fabulous job. - [Carol] Well,
thank you.

Mom?

What's going on here?

Well, after class today, I ran
into your mother at the market.

Then she asked me
how I was getting on.

And he told me he didn't have
any plans for this evening.

So, well, I thought
I would invite him here
for dinner tonight

so we could all get
to know him better.

Ah, I can leave
if it's a problem.

No, look, I'm
sorry. I'm...

I'm just surprised to see you.
That's all.

Well, then it's settled.

I'm going to go help your father
in the kitchen.

Oh, no. Is he making
another one of his
Christmas surprise specials?

Well, you know
your father,

he never misses a chance
to play around in the kitchen.

Oh, no, not again.

I wonder what
he'll whip up tonight.

You're seriously gonna regret
doing this.

You know,
I never realized what
an incredible athlete you are.

Do you feel like you...

didn't live up
to your full potential?

You have no idea.

Yeah.

I have moments like that.

And then you made them
your life's work.

Yeah.

It's reduced to only work.

If your work is your love,

then you'll never work again.

Shakespeare?

Fortune cookie.

Dinner.

Your father's candy cane
cheeseburger casserole.

I warned you.

Oh! Tell us, John, what do
you like to do with your time?

Oh, um...

Well, to be honest

I don't really have
a lot of free time.

I've always been kept
pretty busy.

With?

My duties.

Oh, uh, but it's all boring.

Oh.

I saw a poster
of the Christmas Ice Parade
yesterday at Al's Diner.

What's that about?

Each year,
Abbie's students

- put on a holiday show
for the town.
- Really?

Maybe I arrived just in time.

Oh, yes, you did.

Last night was the Annual
Holiday Winter Festival party

and tomorrow is
our Christmas Food Bank Drive.

And next Saturday,
Abbie's students

will present this year's
Christmas Ice Parade.

I see.

- Are you a part of the show?
- Uh...

- No.
It's showcasing the students.
- Oh.

Well, uh, are there
any tickets still available?

Uh, yeah. All you could want.

Uh, you know, kids,
I ordered dessert today.

But I didn't have time
to pick it up.

Oh, well, not a problem.

I could take a trot...

- Oh.
- over to Al's
and pick something up.

Shouldn't take
long at all.

What a splendid idea,
isn't it, Abbie?

Yeah, splendid.

Hmm. Well,
now the two of you hurry along

and Dad and I will take care
of cleaning up here.

Me?

You want me to go too?

Yes. Someone has
to carry the dessert
while John's driving.

Shall we?

- Hey, good evening, folks.
- Good evening, Al.

Have a seat at the end.
I'll be with you in a minute.

Mm-hmm.

- All right?
Careful with that, it's hot.
- All right.

- Here.
- Thanks.

Watch that.

Hey, what can I get you two?

I got some great drink
specials this evening.

Oh, no, thanks. Uh,
we're here for a to-go order.

Just a quick dessert
or something.

I got some cupcakes
cooling off in the back.

I can frost up a few
if you gimme a few minutes.

That would be great.
Could you spare four?

Four?

By tomorrow afternoon,
I'm gonna need 400.

So, hey, what's a few cupcakes
among friends, huh?

Wait, I'm sorry. 400 cupcakes?
You're joking, right?

No, that's what my mom
was talking about.

The Christmas Food Bank Drive.

All the local merchants
put together holiday boxes
to help those in need.

Yeah, but 400 cupcakes
in that small kitchen.

Yeah, it's a lot of work.

Goes faster and easier
if you have a little help.

You can count me in.

Oh, right. Um, I'd be
very happy to lend a hand.

Great.

See you guys tomorrow.
9:00 am. - [John] Yes.

Well, it looks like you'll know
where to track me down tomorrow.

Ha-ha. Very funny.

So do I get to call you
Abbie, now that we're coworkers?

Oh, now who's being funny?

Look,

I really like you, Abbie,

and I'd like you to like me
if you think you could.

And how do you suggest
I do that?

Well, I was thinking...

If it were up to me...

I'd ask you to dance.

Dance?

With you? [chuckles] What, here?

Darling,

can you think of a better time?

I haven't danced in a long time,

so, sorry if I'm stepping
all over your feet.

Come on, don't be silly.

You're doing great.

As any champion skater would.

Normally, I don't like flattery,

but, for you,
I'll make an exception.

Well, look who it is.

Abigail Simpson.

Out on the town
two nights in a row.

Um, John, this is Chad.

We went to high school together.

Oh, yes, I saw you last nighght
at the party

Oh, yeah, yeah, yeah.
I saw you there with Abbie.

Nice to meet you, officially.

Hey, guys. Your order's ready.

We were just leaving.

[exhales

Abbie, wait.

I'm sorry.

Maybe I can call you tomorrow
and we can talk then.

- Keep the change.
- Enjoy.s]

Can I ask,
what was all that about?

Look, my parents are waiting.
We should probably go.

Right, if you say so.

I do.

Hey, honey. Sit down,
breakfast is almost ready.

Oh, I can't,
I'm in a bit of a hurry.

Oh, and why is that?

I just have to do something
before class.

Something important?

I'm headed
to the diner to help Al.

He's up to his ears
with the cupcake orders.

- Just you?
- Mom, please.

Well, I think it's
sweet that you're helping out.

Well, it's the least I could do.

And you were right about John.
He is a nice guy.

Great.

I just thought
the two of you might hit it off.

I figured that.

Well, did you?

- Did I what?
- Did you hit it off?

Yeah, I guess we did.

Bye, Mom.

- Have fun.
- But thank you.

Hey, Janet,

I've been thinking
about what you said
and I think you're right.

Yes. [chuckles] I know.

Okay, so I'm gonna need
you to write this down. Ready?

- Hey, Al.
- Hey.

Good morning, Abbie.

Hey. What do you need me to do?

Well, uh,
if you can get these frosted up,

- I'll put another batch
in the oven.
- You got it.

By the way,

I really appreciate this

and so will all the families.

Of course, I'm happy to help.

Sorry my assistant
didn't show up.

Well, who hasn't shown up?

Oh.

Hey, you're here.

I was just taking out the trash.
I've been here
for at least an hour.

What kept you?

Well, I...

Okay, you two.

Here are your piping bags.

You know what to do.

I'll put another batch
in the oven.

Aye, aye, Captain.

- You ready?
- All right.

Yes. I'm gonna do the bottom.

Oh!

I'm not as good as I thought
I would be.

You're doing great. Yeah.

Uh. Get off my cupcake.

- Which one are you doing next?
- I'm gonna go for this one.

- This one?
- No.

I have to go first.

You can't mess up the design.

Oh!

Not too bad
for a city boy.

Ah. I was, I was about to say
the same thing about you.

You didn't have to help out.
I really appreciate it.

Of course, I did.

Beginning to feel
really invested in this town

Starting to like it here
very much.

Hey, sorry to break up
this little love fest.

We got five more trays
to get to, guys.

You got it.

- Merry Christmas.
- Hey.

Please, have some fresh food.

- Hi.
- Can I get you anything?

- Merry Christmas.
- Merry Christmas.
Thank you.

- Merry Christmas. Oh.
- Okay. Thank you.

Okay.

This is amazing. Thank you
again for asking me to do this.

I, I feel like I'm a part
of something really meaningful.

Well, you are.

That's what Christmas
is all about here in Evanston.

We try to give back
as much as we can.

Well, I can see why.

This, this is really special.

You know, when I first met
you, I was really upset, but...

I think I was wrong.

Well, I did
ruin your cake.

No, I was just having
a rough day

and I shouldn't have
taken it out on you.

I think we have that part
sorted out and for the better.

Thank you.

And, Abbie, I've, I've really
enjoyed getting to know you.

Well, I'm glad
you're getting what you wanted.

Y... You know,
you can too.

Yeah. I mean...

Look, I really love my school,

but I just don't know
how to salvage it.

Thank you.

I think you could turn it around

if you really tried.

You just have
to go for it.

You know what to do.

That's what Janet says.

And she's always right.

We'll see.

Mm.

- Merry Christmas.
- Thank you.

Hey. There you go.

- Thank you.
- Yeah.

- This is for you.
- You need some help?

Oh, yeah. Sure.

- Hey, bud.
- Here you go.

Hello. Merry
Christmas. - Oh, this is so much fun.

And where upon
earth is Al?

He should be here.

We're only here
because of his hard work,

and I feel guilty, like,
we're taking all the credit.

Oh, I'm sure
he's around here somewhere.

Ho, ho, ho!

- Oh!
- Merry Christmas.

Who wants presents?

- Me.
- Me.

I don't believe it.

That guy loves Santa.

All right.

He does it all for the kids.

Have you two
been good this year?

Oh, I'll plead the Fifth
on that one, Santa.

No, I, I don't know.
I'll find out Christmas morning.

Thanks for helping out, guys.

Merry Christmas.

- Doesn't he make a great Santa?
- In fact, he does.

I'm beginning to see
why people come to Evanston

and stay.

Did you get that?

Got it.

Over there? Mm-hmm?

- Mr. Curtis, what's up?
- ...okay?

Oh.

Uh, good morning, Abbie.
Uh, we're just taking

a few pictures of the building.

A few pictures? Why?

Well, as I told you, the,

the owners of this property
are thinking of

converting this place
into something else.

But this is my space.

For the moment.

Uh, hey.
Good luck with your show.

I hope you sell out.

Yeah, me too.

- There's no class today.
- Oh, I know.

I was just hoping to swing by
and pick up a few pointers.

Wanna come skate with me?

Oh, come on.
I'll let you hold my hand.

Well, how can I say no?

- Morning.
- Good morning, Mr. Denucci.

- I'd like to rent
a pair of skates.
- Same again?

- Same again.
- I remember, size ten.

And I'd like to keep
the tab open.

You might consider
buying a pair.

Might be cheaper.

Probably. I'll think about it.

- Have a great day.
- You too.

- Like this?
- Yeah. Keep going.

Okay. So,
you guys have all worked so hard

to prepare for this year's
show, and, honestly,

I think it's our best one yet.

Sadly, our ticket sales
have been low,

mainly to all of our friends
and family,

and I think we all can do
a little bit better.

I mean, I can do better.

And I wanna do better
for all of you.

So with that said, and
a little friendly persuasion,

I have decided
to lace up my skates

and perform with you guys
this year.

Now, some people think
that's going to boost
ticket sales, I'm not so sure,

but Lord knows we can use
all the help we can get.

It'll be A Cameo on Ice.

Got them.

Wow. Abbie,
if this doesn't fill the space,
then nothing will.

People love a comeback story.

And you're an all-town's
favorite. What's not to love?

- Mm-hmm.
- Abbie, this could put
your school on the map.

I've been telling her
the same thing for weeks now.

But no, it takes someone
like you to come along
to finally convince her.

Okay, so we have the posters.

- Now what?
- Now we go out

and start putting them out
where people can see them.

Make sure you take
all the old posters down

and don't forget
to thank everyone
for letting us put these up.

You won't be sorry.

You'll see.

What do I have to lose?

Exactly.

Okay, kids, come on.
Let's get going.

That looks pretty good, right?

Yeah, I think so.

Brings back a lot of memories.

Thanks for that.

Well, I didn't
do anything.

Yeah, but you did.

You made me start believing
in myself again.

All the self-doubt
and disappointment,
all for nothing.

- Thanks to you.
- Well, good.

Let's celebrate then.

Dinner tonight at Al's.

And maybe we can finish
that dance we started.

I would love that,

but I'm in training mode
right now and I don't think
my coach would approve.

But your coach won't take
no for an answer.at,

Well, it sounds like
my coach has made up his mind.

I made up my mind
the first time I ever saw you.

Then I guess that's a yes.

Your Highness,

at last.

Oh, dear me.

Thank goodness I found you.

How ever did you manage it?

You shouldn't have used
your credit card
to rent those skates.

And I remember the name
on the business card
you presented me last week.

Your Highness, your guy here
is very persuasive.

He said it was an emergency.

An emergency?

Well, your mother
has been worried sick.

How ever could you tell?

Please, Your Highness,
she is the Queen.

The Queen? The Queen of what?

The Queen of the Kingdom
of Donegal, Miss.

The Queen of Donegal?

Wait, the little berg
outside of Belgium?

Wait, if your mother's the Queen
that makes you, uh...

His Royal Highness,

Prince John Lackland.

If you don't mind,

I'm kind of occupied
at the moment.

Can we talk later at the hotel?

Your Highness,
I am under the strictest orders

not to leave your side
until you are back at Donegal.

Well, I'm sorry, Marshall.

Regretfully,
that is a royal command.

- But...
- Yes.

As you desire, sir.

John.

I'm kind of freaking out
right now.

Abbie, I can explain
all of this.

No, don't explain anything.
Just tell me the truth.

Uh...

Yes.

It's true. I'm a, I'm a prince,
but a very minor prince.

There's no such thing
as a minor prince.

Uh, I'm sorry,
Your Highness, I don't know
what your thoughts are,

but this ice rink would make
a beautiful sports facility
for your new franchise.

What? This ice rink?

Yeah, the Prince's new
professional hockey franchise.

The Evanston Monarchy.

So that's what
this is all about.

You're trying to buy this
ice rink for your hockey team?

No, no. I didn't know
that this was the building
that Mr. Blake was looking at.

You're the one that's
trying to put us out of business.

No, absolutely not.

Believe me, Abbie,
I didn't know he was trying
to buy this building.

- You have to trust me.
- Trust you?

How could you do this?
I thought you liked me.

But I do. Abbie, I, I do.

More than anyone ever before.

You have a funny way
of showing it.

I never wanna see you again.

That could have gone better.

Good evening, Your Highness.

I hope you're happy
doing my mother's bidding.

I've made a real mess of things.

Don't be disheartened,
Your Highness,

it's really not all that bad.

By tomorrow,
we could be back in Donegal,

surrounded
by the joyous celebrations
of the holiday season.

A... All of this
will be forgotten.

Forgotten?

A... Are you out of your mind?

I finally met someone.

I met someone
I care about.

Now, it's ruined.
Sh... She thinks I lied to her

and I plotted to put her
out of business.

You mean you didn't tell her
who you were?

Well, no, not exactly.

But I never lied about it.

I just didn't want
the royal trappings

to get in the way
of something special.

And the further
along it went...?

Deeper the rabbit hole.

I never dreamt
I'd meet someone like her.

Certainly I didn't think
I'd fall this hard for anyone,
but I did.

And now
it doesn't matter anymore.

How can I even think of starting
my new project
here in Evanston now?

Your Highness, there are
plenty of other small towns.

No, but this
one's perfect.

And it has the one thing
that I've been looking for.

The girl I love.

I guess that's done now.

If that's true,
then perhaps it's time for us
to return home without delay.

I'm sure Mr. Blake can
find another suitable location

and you can begin fresh
after the new year.

If you stay,
it's only going to be worse.

And we still have your mother
to contend with.

I'm sorry, Marshall.

I'm not leaving
until I speak with Abbie.

But I thought you said
it was over, sir.

Very well may be.

But there's always a slight
chance of righting the ship.

I want you to make
a call for me.

Here's what I want you to do.
Don't mess it up.

Oh, well...

- That was good.
- It was fantastic.

Thought I'd find you here...

drowning your sorrows
in a milkshake.

So you heard.

Imagine that.

A real-life prince
right here in Evanston.

Wow.

And he was your boyfriend.

Well, that ended well,
didn't it?

Don't count me in on that one.

I wouldn't have sent him packing
so quickly.

Not at least without hearing
what he has to say.

But I do have some good news.

I heard that TV Six,

all the way from Lock Valley

is going to cover
the Christmas Ice Parade.

We'll be on TV.

This could be huge
for the school.

Well,
if Prince John had his way,

my school would already
be shut down.

Think the TV folks
would still be interested in us

if they find out
the real star of the show

is on his way back to
his own little private kingdom?

Oh, stop.

They're not coming to see him.

They're coming to see you.

Well, maybe they're
coming to see him a little, but
who cares? -

Look, I'll get us a table where
people will sign up for lessons.

Everyone is going to be
so anxious

to learn how to skate
after they see you perform.

Thanks.

Look, you've really done
a great job.

- If only...
- If only you weren't
so miserable?

Are you sure you and the
Prince are really through?

Seems to me like you guys were
just getting started.

Yeah, I mean,
it happened so fast.

It felt like
my head was spinning.

You say anything
that you regretted?

Honestly, I don't even remember
what I said.

Something like,
"Get outta my life forever,"

or words to that effect.

You think maybe you overreacted
just a little bit?

I mean, maybe if you two
sat down and hashed things out.

He's probably halfway back
to Donegal by now.

That's where he belongs.
Back in the spotlight

and in front
of his adoring subjects.

Wow.

You're a real sorehead.

Huh. Do you blame me?

I mean, he made me look foolish
like a love struck school girl.

I really thought
that he liked me.

Are you so sure that he doesn't?

I mean, guys can be funny.

They're, they're hard to read.

Listen, you are never going
to know how he really feels

about you unless you give him
a chance to explain.

I don't even think
I could do that if I wanted to.

Well, you're about to find out.

Abigail.

Uh, let me guess,
my mother told you where I was.

Uh, no,
I figured this out on my own.

Oh,

my apologies. Do you mind?

Oh, no, no.
Not at all. Absolutely.

Um, I will, uh,
just go help Al clean up a bit.

Thought you'd be
on a plane by now.

No, not yet.

I'm not leaving until you hear
what I have to say.

Well, I guess I can't stop you.

Oh, my goodness.

Listen, Abbie,

I know I should have told you
about myself earlier.

But when I first got here,

I was just trying to have
a look at the town

to see if it might be
a suitable place
for us to settle.

Yes, we were looking for
a building to house our team.

But I had absolutely no idea

that Mr. Blake was looking
at your building.

It's just one of many properties
that he controls.

There are other ice rinks
that are just as good,

and I promise I would never
put you out of business.

Then why didn't you come clean
about who you were?

Do you think I was

in for your money
or your social status?

- Do you really think
I'm that shallow?
- No.

Oh, absolutely not.
Of course not.

I'm so sorry.

I just didn't think it mattered.

I mean,
the further along things went,

the less I cared about
that part of my life.

Prince John, it, it,
it became a liability.

I don't know, a title
that could just trip things up.

I kind of like just being
run-of-the-mill John.

Yeah, well, I did too.

Please.

Don't let us end this way.

We've come this far...

and I never thought
that I'd say this, but...

I love you,

Ms. Abigail Simpson.

And I believe
that you love me too.

I don't know.

With how things ended, I mean,

we're so far apart,
it's not even funny.

You think so?

Sometimes opposites do attract.

But do they live
happily ever after?

In fairy tales, they do.

Give us a chance.

Another shot at the gold.

Can't we just hit
the reset button?

Start over?

We deserve a
try, don't we?

And how do you propose
to do that?

Well, first,

there's a dance that
we never got a chance to finish.

It's time.

Come on.

Yeah.

Oh!

I love it.

Hope you're ready,
'cause the audience

is totally fired up
for tonight's show.

Ticket sales
went through the roof.

- You good?
- I don't know.

I mean, my stomach's in knots,
my legs feel like rubber
and I'm scared to death.

But besides that...

- How do we look?
- Amazing.

Like a million bucks.

Oh, my apologies.

Two million bucks.

Do you really think
this is a good idea?

I mean, what if I fail?

You're not going to fail, Abbie.

The girl who lacks confidence
didn't shohow up today.

The girl who showeup today
You'ris a champion. fail, Abbie.

And d champions do
wh they always do.

They win.

Thway you say that
makes me want to bieve you.

Do you rlly think so?

Darlin I know so.

And now to complete
this year's Ice Parade,

we have a very special
guest star.....

a return to the spotlight
after so many

the darling darling of Evanst

a retour very ownpotlight
afAbigail Simpson.

Yeah!

They're playing your song.

Oh, boy.

I can't thank you enough for
finally breaking through to her.

I mean,
this could change everything.

I truly hope so.

Now, if you'll excuse me.

Yeah!

Oh!

Looks like you got things
all sorted out, Your Highness.

Indeed, I have Mr. Blake.

Indeed, I have.

And it looks like we'll be
looking for a new piece
of property then.

That's if you are planning
to stay.

I trust you'll find something
we can all agree on.

Now, gentlemen,
if you'll excuse me,

there's one more thing

I need to take care of.

I don't know what that is.

I think
we are about to find out.

Whoo! Yeah!

Whoo!

Attention,
ladies and gentlemen,

it seems as if we have

one last Christmas treat
for all of you.

A closing duet featuring
Abigail Simpson
and her very special guest,

His Royal Highness
Prince John Lackland
of Donegal.

What're you
doing out here?

You're crazy.

Yes, I'm crazy.

Crazy in love.

This is insane.

I know.

Listen, Abbie,

sometimes you,
you just have to take a chance.

What do you say, you and I...

Shall we give it a go?

How could I say no?

Thank you for everything.

I don't even know what to say.

Don't say anything.

You, you've done it right.

And now it's
your time to take a bow.

Miss Abigail Simpson...

Merry Christmas.

Merry Christmas.

Ow!

Yeahah!

Whoo!

Yeah! Yeah!