All language subtitles for Nash Bridges s02e12 25 Hours of Christmas

Last week, it was chilly on the back
feet.

And tonight, I got some sort of sticky
chocolate here on the condo.

Simple rule, really.

No food in the cuda.

Now, what can't you understand about
that? It's a candy bar, man. It's not

That would be food.

There's no nutritional value whatsoever
in a candy bar. Oh, no, no, no, no.

Candy bar is food.

Merry Christmas.

What did Fanna leave under the tree for?
Two bodies, John Stratton, Lombard's

president and CEO. He seemed to have
busted up a robbery in progress. The

security guard, I believe.

What about the second body? One of the
robbers. We've got two kinds of shell

cases here, .357 and 9mm, so I assume
there was a shootout.

This gun has not been fired.

He must have got away.

Check for lividity. Time of death had to
be around 11 p .m., not that long ago.

You mentioned a security guard? Yeah,
he's right over here. Carl?

Carl, I'm Inspector Bridges. You found
these bodies?

Yeah, I was patrolling electronics, and
I heard some gunfire, and then I came

down, I saw the bodies, and I called
911.

911. Well, the police got here really
fast, and it's like three minutes.

And this building has a central alarm
system.

Yeah, all the doors and windows are
wired, except for the back door. That's

we get in and out.

Did Dispatch get a signal?

No, only that I don't want to call.

We get to a murder scene in under 20
minutes.

This guard rushes right straight to the
bodies.

No doors are violated, and the other
guard is at the front door.

So you think it wasn't a robbery in
progress?

I think it is a robbery in progress.

Ladies and gentlemen, I'm going to
suggest that Elvis is still in the

Let's go bad guys up.

You think you might like something like
that for Christmas?

I think you might like something like
that on Inker for Christmas.

I'll get her something houseware.

Pregnancy.

Joe?

We got action on the third floor.

Where the hell is backup?

Let's go, Joe.

Man, I heard apartment stores were
murdered this time of year, but this is

what I had in mind.

Yeah, to begin with, you look a lot like
Christmas right here, Bubba.

All about the goodwill towards men part.

Yes, sir, I've got it.

Okay, folks, that was the mayor himself.

Seems that our dead CEO downstairs, Mr.
Strauss, is a personal friend of the

mayor's and a very large contributor to
his campaign.

So the heat's on.

He has personally authorized double
-time holiday pay.

Meaning no Christmas, right? Depends on
how good we are. Harvey definitely hit

our missing bad guy, so he's going to be
looking for medical attention. I'll

call the ER.

Any idea on any of the bodies?

I'm going to suggest that these were not
first -timers. So get fingerprints on

these guys. You got it.

Hey, Nash.

Our dead bad guy wrecked each other's
brothers.

Last name Nash, same address, virtually
the same rap sheet.

So, they had a real family business,
huh?

Had been. The operative were here.

Get over there and see what you can find
at their place.

You look nice.

What are you dressed up for? Uh,
Christmas Eve dinner with my family.

With the full court press on this case,
I didn't think I was going to have time

to go home and change tonight.

You want to ask?

Yeah. Any chance I'll be out by eight?

Depends on how good you are, sister.

I'll see what I can do.

So, uh, you're going to be around here
for a little while, right?

Yeah, I'm going to be here.

Where the hell would I go?

Well, just asking.

Hi.

Hi. Well, I think they just set a record
in and out of union.

Square in an hour. That's awesome.

Did you get it? I got it. It's
beautiful, Nash. Nick is going to love

Oh, man.

It is beautiful. Look at that.

He's going to love that. You're right.

Thanks for getting it for me.

Would you like some cider?

I would love some.

SIU cider.

That'll be safe there, huh?

This is a police station.

Hey, Frank, what's Danny in here for?

three -card money deal he was scamming
shoppers. So what? Who the hell cares?

Everyone's trying to rip off everyone.
That's the whole point of the holiday.

There's a song there somewhere.

Avert your eyes, Mr. Leak.

Did I see something?

If you have to know, I'm borrowing the
cuda.

I'm going to detail a sort of, you know,
gift to Nash.

Well, hold on a second. Did we all agree
not to give gifts this year?

What's that? You got Nash a gift?

Will you really shut up? Look, it's not
a gift.

This detaining guy owes me, man. I
busted some crack dealers in Rodina next

him, and he said he'd do it for like 35
bucks, you know?

Besides, last week I spilled some chili
fries in the back, so don't tell Nash

it's a surprise, okay?

So you have plans with Cassidy and Nick
later?

Well, I don't get Cassidy until tomorrow
morning, so I'll probably just spend

the evening with Nick, opening gifts
and, you know, hanging out, that sort of

thing. What about you? What are you
doing?

I'm going over to my mom's in Berkeley
to see her and my two uncles and their

kids.

She's a really nice person.

Well, that sounds boring.

No.

Sounds traditional.

You don't have anyone else that's
special in your life right now?

No, not right now.

Thank you for the gift, Nash.

Nick gave it to me this morning.

You didn't have to do that.

I know it.

Hell, you're the first nurse that Nick
hasn't tried to sabotage.

You've been terrific.

Well, I adore Nick.

He adores you.

Here's the key.

Treat this car like your life depends on
it, because you know what it does.

Yeah, yeah, you know me, man. I'll take
care of you.

I'm gonna be your mano, man.

Well, call me the second it's done,
okay?

I'll get it to you by the end of the
day.

No, not the end of the day, man. He
doesn't know the car's gone. I gotta

like now.

Okay, okay.

I'll get it to you by noon. Relax,
homie.

All right, don't forget.

Yeah, I'll hold.

If I hear Jingle Bell rock one more
time.

Uh, Carrie, how you doing at 7? Listen,
uh, dinner's at 8.

Things are kind of busy here, so I'm
hoping that I don't get tied up, but,

I'm really looking forward to seeing you
tonight.

Nothing? Okay.

If anybody comes in with a bullet in the
shoulder, you'll call me, right?

Why don't you give me a call here at the
office if you can?

Talk to you soon. Bye.

Thanks, Evelyn. And Merry Christmas to
you, too.

Hard. Lady C, this girl.

Unbelievable.

Smart and beautiful.

He's an ex -ex -civility president, grad
student.

How'd you meet her?

Remember that class I was telling you
about? The intellectual history of

Oh, now this is making sense.

Listen, you don't think that we're going
to be here all night, do you?

I hope not. Bonnie's coming by. Pick me
up. We're going somewhere.

Really? Well, that's nice, Sar. So
things are like on the mend, huh?

I think so.

Tonight's breakthrough time.

Bonnie's a sucker for Christmas.

It's a sentimental holiday for us. We
met on Christmas Eve, you know.

Yeah.

Good luck.

Oh, what am I going to do when you go
away to college?

Uh -oh.

Corniness alert.

It's Christmas Eve. I can be as corny as
I want.

It's in the mother's handbook. Yeah.

Look. Perfect.

Hey, why don't you go get nicked out?

Hey, Grandpa.

You okay?

Yeah, I'm fine.

I'm looking over these gifts your father
gave me. The card slipped off in the

bag, and I can't remember what it was.

Hmm.

Well, I think I can tell from the
wrapping that this one's for me.

Daddy gets me a decoration every year.

So that means that this one must be for
Mom.

You want to come help us?

Yeah.

Hey, Mom.

Dad got you a gift.

Looks like a book.

Man, Christmas cookies are brutal.

What did you get, Whitney?

A book. Oh, yeah? What kind?

A book of poetry.

Pablo Neruda.

Pablo Neruda, huh?

So you're making the moves on it, huh?

What? What?

What?

Come on, Pablo Neruda is my people, man.

That's exactly why I didn't tell you
about this in the first place, because I

knew you'd go to the gamey side of it.

I'm the gamey one?

Hey, man, I'm not the guy who's giving a
racy book of love poems to my father's

nurse.

Get out.

Matt? Yeah? I think I just scored here.
I was over at the Neff brothers'

apartment and there was this old Pontiac
blocking the driveway, so I ran it.

It seems it's registered to a Jackson
Moore who's done time for armed robbery.

Beautiful. You think he's the third guy?

I'm on it. Let me know.

Nash, man, I need some inspiration, man.
I still haven't figured out what to get

Inger. Joe, I'm working here.

Maybe I can get her something from the
new baby. Does that count?

Yes, it counts.

It counts against you.

What are you going to get Lisa?

A pair of heirloom pearl earrings.

They were my mom's.

I found him when I was going through
Nick's stuff.

He always loved him, and I figured
someday she can pass him on to Cassidy.

I wish I had as good a relationship with
my wife as you have with your ex -wife.

Divorce her.

I've got to get going.

What? Oh, no worries. I've just got to
take care of it. I'll be right back.

Hey, Nash, listen to this. I just talked
to San Francisco General, and they

treated a guy with a gunshot wound to
his shoulder at around 5 a .m. By all

accounts, it should be Jackson Moore.

Why the hell didn't they call us?

Some first -year resident there, he
didn't get the police bulletin, so they

him loose.

Why not? It's Christmas.

Well, listen to this. It seems that Mr.
Moore wanted to fill a prescription for

painkillers, so he went to the hospital
pharmacy there, and he paid with his

girlfriend's credit card. So, we got to
address.

I love that.

Swing by her place and go down the
chimney if you have to. Got it.

She's a far man.

It is.

Um, we got change for 50?

Yeah. Is that an authentic 426 on the
cooler?

If it is, man, it's worth some serious
bucks.

Yeah. I got a 20 if you give me five.

Oh, okay. Yeah, that's a real McCoy,
man.

I'll tell you what.

Give me a 10.

Meet the sorority hunkers.

Do you know which one the blackmailer
is? No, I've got to try to put this back

together. I had him transferred down
here, so I lean on him and hopefully get

some answers. Good luck.

Right this way, ladies.

I'd like you to meet Mr. Jackson Moore.
I'm going to put him in interrogation

room one.

I'll catch up with you in a while.

Any news?

About what?

About the car.

Joe.

I'm just the man I want to see. I'm
going to go interview this guy, Jackson

Moore.

I like Christmas.

I like the spirit of brotherhood.

I like midnight mass.

I like those little chocolate Santas
that come in the little foil wrappers.

Now, every other day of the year, I can
tolerate bold -faced liars.

I accept that we all play a role on the
great stage of life.

You're a criminal, I'm a cop.

I get it.

But today, I could be home, trimming the
tree, wrapping some gift, spending some

time with my daughter.

Why don't you cut the crap and just tell
me the truth?

My gun went off when I was cleaning it.

JL50312.

Damn.

Your girlfriend calls that number a lot.

You think she's got another boyfriend?

No, I got it.

That's your number.

Evan, get a search warrant.

Let's see what Jackson left under his
tree.

Will do.

Hey, Joe.

You found the car?

No, wait, we do not have it. What we
know is that it was used as a getaway

in an armed bank robbery down in Powell.

What? There was a high -speed chase.
Bullets were fired.

Bottom line is, bank robbers got away.

Oh, God, this isn't Christmas time. It's
the end of the world.

Keep me informed.

Nash, your dad liked you.

Hey, Nick.

I got a question.

Did you give Lisa a book for Christmas,
son?

Uh -oh.

What happened, Nick?

The cards fell off the gifts.

I gave Whitney a lavender box.

Nick, the lavender box was supposed to
go to Lisa.

Lisa got the silver package.

I'm sorry, son.

Look,

it's all right, Nick. Let me talk to
Lisa.

Lisa, Nash would like to speak to you.

Hey, Merry Christmas.

You know, you didn't need to get me
anything.

Well,

look, Lisa, you haven't opened it yet,
have you?

No. Oh, Nash, you should see this tree.
Cassidy did a beautiful job.

Well, now, listen.

Here's the thing.

Oh, I've got to go. This is my other
line. I'm juggling two catering jobs.

Christmas. No, no, no, no.

Lisa, wait a minute.

Thanks.

Where are you going?

I've got to go to Lisa.

Nick made a mistake and...

Switch the lead to the gift with
Whitney's gift. It's a nightmare. I've

get over there before she opens.

Where the hell are my keys?

You want a ride? I'll give you a ride.
I've got my car outside.

What's going on, Joe?

All the truth.

That'd be nice.

I borrowed your car because I was
getting it detailed, you know? I wanted

be a surprise.

Well, that's very sweet.

I know. It's supposed to be done by
noon.

Well, it's after 12. Come on, let's go.

Well, it's not done yet.

Why?

Um... All right, you want the whole
truth?

I don't know.

Um... It's gonna get in...

Tires. Tires?

Yeah.

Four new tires.

Why are you doing this?

Hey, man, you're my best friend. It's
Christmas. Come on.

Yeah. Well, that's good.

Hi, sweetheart.

Merry Christmas.

Is your mom around?

Yes. Oh, good.

Oh,

no, you opened it. Oh, Nash, what a
beautiful gift.

I couldn't wait.

Nash, this is so unexpected. I'm not
quite sure how to respond.

Lisa? Why wait?

I'll always have feelings for you, Nash.

Including romantic feelings. I know
that's never going to change.

I often wonder, what if? But Christmas
is a deceptive time. It stirs

up all these nostalgic memories.

I feel that Christmas alters our
perception.

So why don't we put these feelings on
hold until after the holidays and then

how we feel.

That's good.

After the holidays.

You've never failed to surprise me,
Nash.

That's one of the things I love about
you.

That's okay.

Yeah, it's Dominguez. Any word on the
car?

Yeah.

Okay. Let me know.

What's that?

Our just rewards, my friend. This statue
was full of jewelry that was stolen

from the department store, and I found
it at Mr. Jackson Moore's house.

Excellent. We may get out of here yet.

Listen, did, uh, Carrie call by any
chance?

No. No calls.

Damn, she said to page her in case of an
emergency.

I'd say that, you know, not hearing from
her on Christmas Eve, that's an

emergency. A crisis of the heart,
anyway. You better page her, man.

Exactly.

So where are you going with that stuff?

Taking all this stuff to property.

It's like our college hookers are going
to be spending the holiday with us.

Oh, good, good, good.

All right, Joe, where are you going in
such a hurry?

I've got to use the phone.

What's going on, Joe?

Inspector Bridges, can I talk with you?
It's good news. We found the bank

robbers. What bank robbers?

The ones who made off with your car.

The Buddha? Yeah, we tracked them down
to a warehouse in the mission.

They promised to lead us to your car.

Unfortunately, shots were fired, so we
really don't know what condition the

car's in.

But my fingers are crossed.

Yeah, well, keep them crossed.

Shots fired, huh?

My car.

Hey, Jules.

What? You surprised to see me?

It is Christmas.

Let's do the internet report.

He's standing on the ledge trying to
kill himself.

Kill myself?

Absolutely not. It's Christmas. My
adrenaline was pumping.

I was about to fly.

About to fly.

That's correct.

You know, people get all depressed over
their own problems.

They forget what this holiday season is
really all about.

Beauty and grace.

Birth of Christ.

New beginnings.

Possibilities.

That's very poetic, Angel.

Not just people.

You, Nash.

You need to be reminded how to fly.

Good. My desk.

Stop!

Don't move!

Stay where you are!

Everybody easy.

Angel. I'll shoot him. Angel, get out of
there. I swear I'll shoot the freak.

Would you do it, friend?

Angel. Would you shoot an angel on
Christmas Eve?

Angel.

Drop it.

Get him out of here.

Angel.

Angel. What?

Get up. You weren't hit.

I was hit.

I was winged.

Get up.

Come on.

Now, I want you to go home, and I want
you to stay out of trouble.

Not until I complete my mission.

You want a mission?

I'll give you a mission.

Get your ass home. Now, can you do that,
or is that going to require some sort

of miracle?

I detect a note of sarcasm. No, sir.

you detect a note of exasperation.

Now go home.

Now. Go. Take him.

Go. Beat him.

Your car just arrived outside. You're
kidding. And from what I hear, it's no

worse for the whale.

That's great news.

Does Joe know that the coot has been
recovered?

No, not yet. You want me to find him?
No, no, no, no, no.

I want to tell him in my own special
way.

Blackmailing out -of -town businessmen,
it's very bad for the tourist trade. In

fact, if you don't cooperate, the DA
will go after you all like a rabid dog.

Tell me who I'm looking for, I can let
you all go home to be with your families

for Christmas.

Tell me.

I'm just banging my head against the
wall here.

I used to do it every day after school.

You've got to get this gift wrapped.

What's that?

Knock it off.

We got you.

Armed robbery, assault on a police
officer, you're done. You're going down

those for sure.

Unless you want to work with us,
darling.

How? Tell us what happened to the other
$2 .3 million in jewels from the safe.

And how John Strauss was murdered.

What are you talking about? What other
jewels? What safe?

make me tired.

Take the full hit, do the full term.
What do I care? Take him back to lockup.

Wait, wait, wait.

We looted the display cabinets, but we
didn't do any safe.

What you found in my apartment is all I
have.

We were supposed to get $60 ,000 for it,
split it two ways.

Who was gonna give you the $60 ,000?

The guy who set it up.

Who? Never met him.

Peter Neff made the deal. I was just
along for the ride.

And you were the only one that walked
out of there alive.

I'm telling you the truth.

Maybe you need to think about it
tomorrow.

Bye -bye. Wait, wait, I didn't shoot
Strauss. Ow, hey, watch the shoulder. I

didn't shoot Strauss. It was Peter's
brother Larry, and it was in self

Strauss shot first.

He was waiting for us.

Joe. Hey, nice man. Hey, how's it going?
I've got to tell you, I'm really

touched about this whole tires thing.

You're awesome.

Oh, hey, man, I think nothing of it. I
mean, you're my best friend, you know? I

mean, that's... I'm thankful that you
let me hang around so long.

Get out of here. Well, listen, I'm going
to ask you a question. It may sound a

little funny.

You know, I'm kind of a nut. I'm a
little particular about what goes on

car. On it, in it, even anywhere around
it. Yeah, I know.

Well, good. Then I'm sure you've done
the research and you know that the only

tires I'd put on that car are F6015
polyglass GTs.

Sure. I have 60, 50 polyglass GTs.

What else would I put on there?

Well, you know, I just know that they're
kind of hard to find.

Oh, yeah.

Well, what do you think? It's been
taking me so long.

And damn, they're expensive.

Yeah, very expensive.

Well, I mean, are you absolutely sure
about that? I mean, I did need a new set

of tires, but...

Let me do this. I mean, give me a little
bit of pleasure, okay? I really want

to.

You're awesome.

I mean, really, brother, you're the
greatest.

Thank you so much.

Thank you. My pleasure.

Hey, Harv, your wife dropped this off.

Drop it off?

Where is she? She left. You need her?

Never mind. No, thanks.

I figured you'd be busy, so I'm driving
to my mom's in Portland. Merry

Christmas. Bye.

Hell of a way to spend Christmas Eve,
huh?

I'm Bryn.

Bryn, that's a pretty name.

I'm Carrie.

Hi, Carrie.

You know, I knew I shouldn't have agreed
to do this party.

It's just bad karma working at Christmas
time.

I know what you mean.

I mean, this has got to be
unconstitutional, don't you think?

I mean, if you want to charge us with
prostitution, that's one thing.

I don't know anything about this
blackmailing scheme.

That makes two of us, sister.

I was supposed to have a date tonight.

Mm -hmm.

No, a date date.

Not a trick.

A cop, ironically enough.

Oh, bad idea.

Why? Dating a cop?

Well, you know, I mean, their job always
comes first. Plus, they carry a lot of

psychological baggage.

You've dated cops?

Oh, don't get me started.

Nash, we got a problem.

What's up?

It's Angel.

He's on the roof of the boat.

Angel?

What are you doing?

I'm completing my mission.

I'm flying.

And your point would be what? To uplift
you, angel of God, who are my guardian,

enlightened, watch over, support, and
rule me, who is entrusted to you by the

heavenly party.

Amen.

You ever say that prayer when you were a
kid?

I don't know. I might have. Look, angel,
it's Christmas Eve.

I've got a case that I'm trying to
finish off downstairs so that I can go

and spend some time with my family.

So if you're going to fly, go ahead and
fly.

You're not going to try to stop me?

No magic trick?

No sleight of hand?

No. No, I'm not going to try and stop
you at all. But I will give you one

suggestion. If you're going to do this,
why don't you get a running start and

you should always check the wind.

You don't believe I'm your guardian
angel, do you?

You don't believe I have any celestial
power whatsoever.

I believe you, Angel. I believe anything
you tell me.

But I don't believe that angels can
float. Or maybe that's witches. I can't

remember.

Watch the wings. Damn, Angel, you okay
there? You know, there for a minute, I

thought you might just do it. This is
all your fault, you know.

What? What'd I do?

You laid me down.

Metaphorically speaking, your soul's too
heavy for me to carry.

What's bothering you, Nash?

I don't know. Maybe it's working on
Christmas.

Be truthful.

Angel, hell, I don't know. You tell me.

I don't know a lot of people that can
sort out their feelings or their

about this time of year.

Come on, guys. Let's get him warmed up
here. He can use my space heater. Come

on.

Brief as it was, during my flight I had
a revelation for you, Nash.

Something special's going to happen
tonight.

Right at the stroke of midnight.

It will help you be unburdened.

All right. I'm going to keep a watchful
eye for it.

Thank you, Angel.

All right.

Go ahead, guys.

Get him working there.

What?

$200 for each tire?

Big Barry.

Yeah, hey.

It's Joe Dominguez.

Yeah, I'm fine, man. How are you?

Yeah, yeah, yeah.

He's great, too. Thanks for asking.

Listen, man, I wonder if you'd do me a
favor.

Can you get me a line of some specialty
tires?

Uh, they're, uh, F -6015 polyglass GTs.

Yeah?

Rubber! Thank you. Really?

Uh, sure, I could do you a favor, man.
Anything you want.

Anything.

Need to talk to a Bryn Carson?

Carrie?

Sleigh bells are ringing, man.

Chestnuts are doing their thing.

Magical.

Wonderful, glorious time.

To be dumped.

What else can go wrong?

How's Harvey?

He's in the back, sleeping it off.

Did you get the report from the M .E.'s
office on John Strauss?

Yeah, yeah.

Very interesting.

He had a powder burn under the blood
splatters on his arm.

He was being fired first.

Yeah. I'm thinking he was awaiting me,
you know, like he was expecting me.

Maybe Jackson isn't lying.

Maybe John Strauss is our bad guy. He
was rich.

What did he need the money for?

The motive.

Well, according to this report, he had a
lawsuit going against the department

store parent company.

Apparently, he felt he got shafted in
their reorganization plans. In the six

months, they were going to fire him.

There's a motive, Bella.

Probably a blessing I'm locked up.

When I went home, my mother would start
in with her well -intentioned questions

about personal life. Am I seeing anyone?

Do I have a relationship? And I just
want to scream, it's fine, Mom.

Between working on the weekends and
overtime, I barely have time to sleep.

to mention, every man I meet is either a
cop or a criminal. And to tell you the

truth, I don't know which one is worse.

Hello?

I can't believe they left me back here.

Oh, my God, I can't believe it. It's
like a friggin' freeze, and then they

forgot about me.

Ali, Ali, come free, guys. Let me out of
here.

Honey, you need some new management.

Here, call Jerome.

He's the concierge at the Barrington
Hotel.

He'll set you up.

Guess what, Bubba?

I believe you.

That's right.

See, we think that John Strauss was
setting you up.

Want to know why?

Why?

Well, try this on for a theory, see if
it blows your skirt up.

John Strauss hired you, right?

And actually, when you think about it,
it was a pretty clever plan.

He was going to get you and Peter Neff
to go in and rob the store, shoot you

both down in cold blood, claim it was
self -defense, hang you out to dry and

keep the money for himself.

Son of a bitch.

He deserved to die.

That may be true.

Why don't you tell us your version of
what went wrong and see if you can cut

yourself a Christmas miracle.

He wasn't expecting three guys.

Peter's brother Larry brought me in.

I tagged along at the last minute.

Strauss wasn't expecting three of us. He
shot at me and Peter, and then I guess

Larry took him by surprise.

Does this mean you're going to let me
go?

Okay, let me see here.

You committed armed robbery.

You shot at a police officer.

And tonight, you tried to kill an angel.

I'm going to say that a fair judge will
give you 12 to 20.

If you're lucky.

Come on, Joe.

Let's go get a search warrant for John
Strauss at the place.

I'm going to bet that he made off with
the jewel from the safe before the

robbery. What about my miracle?

You already got your miracle, Bubba.

Strauss missed you.

Look at me.

I'm pissed off at him, too.

Nash.

I'd like to introduce you to someone.

Jerome Kearns. He's the concierge at the
Barrington. Has contact at every major

hotel in San Francisco.

He'd handle the booking of the sorority
girls. And then he'd use the hotel

records to contact the Johns, writing
them notes demanding money, or he'd tell

their wives.

He tried to pin it on the girls by using
perfume stationery. Well, now, isn't

that clever?

Welcome to the Hotel SIU, Mr. Jerome.

Lock his ass up.

Well, I guess we can kick the girl free,
huh? I'd say.

Pretty excellent work, Brynn. You think?

I know. Good work this year all the way
around. Listen, I'm sorry you didn't get

to spend some time with your family.
Well, not my first family, but this

pretty nice.

Angel.

You can go home as soon as you're dry.

What time is it?

11 .30.

Lady.

What are

all

these kids doing here?

Santa never showed.

The bus that's taking them back to
social services is delayed.

Oh, man, you're kidding.

What's happened?

Look at those kids.

Come on, come on, hurry up back there.

Guys, it's cold in here. How about a
blanket or something?

Do some jumping jacks. Shouldn't this be
light or something?

At least you're going to be warm.

Hey, guys, check this out.

I found this in the trunk of John
Stroud's car.

Hey,

look, the missing baby. Oh, God, this
secret Santa stuff gets better every

I'll call the mayor.

Oh, hey, Joe, there's a guy out there in
a truck. He's looking for you. Oh,

excellent. Hey, I'll make that call
later. Come on.

I'll call you back. What?

I'm going to show you your life.

I'm going to keep me warm, anything.

We'll be back in five.

It's a little low.

Well, at least it stopped raining.

Damn, it got cold out here.

It's pretty warm, man. I don't see any
bullet holes, so I'm going to let you

live another night.

Hey,

Big Barry, how you doing, man? Hey, man,
how you doing? What happened to your

foot? I had a little cosmetic surgery
there.

Oh, yeah? What'd you get, a toe tuck?

What'd you got in the truck?

Beauty supplies.

Tiny, get a move on.

Your witness, Santa, has been arrested.

Spare them peace, man.

I don't believe it. You got the tires.

F6015 polyglass GTs, is that correct?

Absolutely correct.

Wait a minute, I don't like this.

Where'd you get these tires? Listen,
this is all perfectly legit.

You know, it's a long story, but it's a
holy night, so let's just save it for

next time, you know?

Mm -hmm. You know what I'm saying?

And what's in it for you?

The return of my property. Several
months ago, in a police raid, due to a

of circumstances, my saxophone was
confiscated.

I've been cleared of all wrongdoings,
but my saxophone remains a prisoner in

Mission District property room. Now, I'm
going to cut the red tape and get it

back.

Well, then step inside, because your
saxophone waits within.

All right, man. I don't want to know
nothing about this. Y 'all are on your

Go away.

You better watch out. You better not
cry.

You better not pout, I'm telling you
why.

I love you. I love you. I love you, Dad.
Merry Christmas. Merry Christmas.

Thanks.

Guys, I thought we said no gifts. No,
you were a very good boy. We had no

choice.

Hey, I tried to call you. I tried to
call you, too.

Can we go somewhere and talk privately
for a minute?

Good idea.

Damn, it got cold.

Listen, it's about the gift.

I can't accept this, Nash.

Don't get me wrong. They're absolutely
beautiful. It's just that I don't feel

comfortable accepting.

Well, that's good.

Because Nick screwed it up. He mixed up
the gifts and you got a family heirloom.

I haven't gotten yours back yet, but I
will. No, don't, really. You don't have

to.

Nash.

There's so much you don't know about me.

I just don't think it...

Where did you do that from?

From what I do.

What do you want to do?

God, it's snowing!

It's midnight.

Merry Christmas, Angel.

Merry Christmas, Nash.

Merry Christmas with me.