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Previously on The Equalizer... ROSZAK: I'm wondering

if you would try something for me.

Any type of artistic expression.

Even if it's just for you.

You gonna grab the mic? No, not yet.

I am working on something, though.

ROBYN: I know you've had your doubts,

but he's changed.

How was your lunch with Miles?

ROBYN: I cancelled it.

Dante's in town.

There was a point

where we almost kissed.

I cannot separate my feelings.

Every time I'm in his presence, I just want more.

VI: So what you gonna do about it?

("Old Man Winter" by Stuart Roslyn et al. playing)

♪ When old man winter comes to town ♪

♪ Good folk come running ♪

♪ From miles around... ♪

It's gonna be a great night.

♪ Hear that Christmas big band sound ♪

♪ When old man winter comes to town ♪

(phone rings)

Hey, no business calls

when we visit my mom. You know the rules.

♪ ♪

(grunts) AGENT: Federal agents!

Stay down!

You heard him! Stay down!

(indistinct chatter)

(grunting)

We got La Maldad.

(grunting)

Get an ambulance.

You know who I am.

You're a dead man.

♪ ♪

♪ The first ♪

♪ Noel ♪

♪ The angel did say... ♪

Merry Christmas Eve.

I don't know what's so merry about being banned

from my kitchen on today of all days.

Come on, Auntie, after all you've been through,

you deserve to just relax.

And since when do you like goose?

I don't.

Miles does.

Oh.

I didn't realize he was joining us. No,

he's not, he's, uh, working the holiday shift

at the hospital, so I figured

why don't I just take him a home-cooked meal?

So that's still a thing, huh?

I'm not sure what it is, exactly.

All I know is that

I had a really hard case last week.

And when it was all done,

Miles helped me keep it together.

It's just my way of saying thank you.

A pie says "thanks."

A roasted goose says "mmm."

Especially given all the time you two

have been spending together.

Morning.

Hi, morning.

Okay, which looks better?

Do you think a bun or down so it frames my face?

You look amazing either way, sweetheart.

Thank you, but which is better?

Okay? I have to look my best today.

Having the "meeting

your boyfriend's entire family" jitters?

It is so sweet

that Cam wants me to meet everyone,

but does it have to be at their annual Christmas Eve party?

Ooh, yeah, that's a lot of pressure.

Ooh, I remember how anxious I was

when I met Miles' family. Yeah.

You ran background checks on the whole family.

I needed to know

who I was dealing with. Delilah,

just go be your wonderful self. Don't even

worry about whether they like you. No, in fact,

you're the one who needs to like them.

Thank you, I will try. And don't do

anything you wouldn't normally do.

Just to please some boy.

Mom, is that a goose?

Isn't that dad's favorite? (clears throat)

Excuse me, something... something caught in my throat.

(clears throat) Mm.

(indistinct announcement over P.A.)

Hey, um...

I owe you, big time.

No, you don't.

You saved the life of that U.S. attorney.

You weren't even supposed to be on duty.

You back officially after the holidays?

Not sure yet.

Still have some decisions to make about my father.

Yeah, man, I heard about that.

How's he doing? You know.

Good days, bad days.

Right now, I'm just happy to be spending Christmas with my boys.

Yeah, I hear that.

I love my kids,

but my three miserable ex-wives...

not so much. (chuckles)

Okay, considering it's been a day and a half since I repaired

her liver, she's doing rather well.

No infection, vitals are stable.

She should make a full recovery.

When can we transport her? End of day, but the on-call

surgeon will have to discharge her. I have a plane to catch.

Christmas vacation? Puerto Rico.

I'm going to get drunk on coquitos and try

to forget that I saved the life of an assassin.

You did a good thing, Doc.

She's testifying against her father's cartel.

Helping to bring down a lot of notorious criminals.

Merry Christmas to that.

As for you,

you'll be spending Christmas at a federal facility

per your deal with the AUSA.

SHAW: And if you renege, that reduced sentence

that we're gifting you becomes a guaranteed death sentence.

Nah. I got a long life to live.

So don't worry.

I'll testify.

My taita can fend for himself.

So we can assume you're not daddy's little girl.

No, more like daddy's little serial killer

who still owes you a bullet.

Come on.

Don't let her get to you.

Go take a break, man, come on.

♪ When it snows, ain't it thrilling ♪

♪ Though your nose gets a chilling ♪

♪ We'll frolic and play the Eskimo way ♪

♪ Walking in a winter wonderland ♪

♪ Walking in a winter wonderland ♪

♪ Walking in a winter wonderland. ♪

(applause)

Rob. Hey. Hey.

What are you doing here?

Little Christmas cheer and dinner.

Oh. Oh...

Roasted goose.

You did this for me?

Your cafeteria is known for its hate crimes against taste buds.

So, figured I'd come by and help you out.

Yeah, but I don't think that's why you did it.

Excuse me?

You just wanted to see how the thermal hugs the biceps.

Oh. Yeah, go ahead.

Get you a squeeze.

I don't know about these biceps.

That ego is big enough.

(laughs) DANTE: Robyn.

Marcus.

(indistinct announcement over P.A.)

Miles, this is Marcus. Marcus,

meet Miles.

Good to meet you. You too.

Judging by the two way, you're working a case, huh?

Not at liberty to say.

Nothing like a home- cooked meal, huh?

Yeah, yeah.

I should go.

Nice meeting you, Miles.

Robyn.

Merry Christmas.

Merry Christmas.

Who's that guy?

He's a colleague?

Frie... Oh. (pager beeping)

Oh, I got an emergency.

Go. You and your biceps

are needed elsewhere. (chuckles)

Hey, I really appreciate this.

Thank you.

Ta-da. What is this?

I didn't realize we were starting

our, uh, annual Christmas Eve gift exchange early this year.

Yeah. Yeah, we are. Oh, no, no, no,

uh, don't open it.

'Cause it's not for you.

Uh, technically, it's for you,

but it's for you to give to me.

I'm sorry, what?

I got you the perfect present

to give to me.

Why would you do that?

Because, baby, you are so talented at so many things,

but not at giving gifts.

What? That isn't true.

I give one of a kind gifts. I mean, they're very unique.

Yeah, taco slippers,

a Lego pet cat.

Calabasas

scented candles. Yeah.

I thought you were into them.

Yeah. No, no.

But I am into this.

So why don't you go on

and give it to me. No, no, no.

I-I can't, I-I won't.

I've been-I've been working on the perfect gift, okay?

Harry, please just... Honey.

Just trust me, okay? All right? I promise.

The present this year is gonna make up

for all the other ones. Okay?

Okay. Fine.

You're lucky I love you.

(humming a tune)

(retching)

(grunting)

Have them prep an O.R.

Right away, Doctor. She's bleeding internally.

I need to stop it or she'll die.

Could you get these cuffs off her?

Be advised.

We're on the move to the O.R.

All right, let's go, let's make it happen.

All right.

(indistinct chatter)

Hey.

Miss, I'm sorry.

Are you okay?

I'm fine.

Merry Christmas.

Merry Christmas.

(grunting, crying)

Robyn, I got to call you back.

Tell me why you're in this hospital.

Is there a cartel connect? Why do you ask?

Because six men who look like

trained mercs just walked past me.

Some with sicario tattoos.

They snuck into the E.R.

We have Palma Zambada in custody.

La Maldad? She made a deal

to turn state's evidence

against her father's cartel.

If the old man got word she flipped,

he'd definitely send hitters to take her out, daughter or not.

Too many civilians to engage here.

You got to get La Maldad out of this hospital.

Do it fast.

I wish it were that easy.

She's back in surgery.

And, Robyn, Miles is operating.

(screaming, clamoring)

What's going on? They're coming for you.

Lock down this hospital.

Do it now.

(alarm wailing)

Vamos.

Kill the alarm. I need everyone's attention.

My name is Special Agent Shaw

and this is a Code Silver lockdown.

I need all non-essential personnel and patients

to shelter in a designated safe room

in the next wing of the hospital. WOMAN: Quickly

and carefully, let's move. Let's move, people,

thank you, let's go. Let's move!

SHAW: Come on, keep it moving, guys.

DANTE: Good news.

This hospital was retrofitted

with ballistic emergency doors after 9/11.

One here.

One at the far end of the hall.

Soon as we get all non-essentials out,

we lock this place down.

SHAW: Sounds like a plan. DANTE: Any clue

how these guys knew La Maldad was here?

We did everything by the book. SHAW: Yeah,

but we didn't have time to vet every single staff member

that came in contact with her.

Marcus, they went to the post-op ward.

I don't think they know La Maldad is back in surgery.

Okay, that should buy us some time. I'll call Harry,

see if he can hack into these cameras.

Maybe we can track 'em.

DANTE: I'm calling NYPD for backup.

Who the hell is she?

Our best chance at getting through this.

So, this entire time,

you haven't liked any of my gifts?

I liked that they came from you.

What about the pants made of old Coke cans?

Come on, that was thoughtful.

You said you wanted to recycle more.

(phone rings)

It's Rob. Remember, she got the matching sweater?

Rob, the old Coke can sweater... uh, you dug that, right?

No, time Harry.

I'm at Lewis Memorial.

It's being taken over by a group of sicarios.

They're trying to kill one of their own.

I need eyes and ears.

Oh, wow. Cartel Christmas.

All right, I'll access the cameras

and I'll see what we're dealing with.

That would be the best gift ever.

(chatter in Spanish)

Shh.

You wanted

to be a hero.

Huh?

But now you're just a martyr.

Where is she?

I hacked the security cameras.

Rob, they killed a guard.

Now they're searching room to room.

It's only a matter of time before they figure out

La Maldad is over here. NYPD

is sending units, but emergency services

are at least 35 minutes away.

I don't know if we can hold out that long.

MEL: You won't have to. I can be there in 15.

This is gonna be a logistical nightmare.

I'm gonna need a bigger gun.

You don't mean...

Yep. Time to break out Cutie Pie.

Wow. Those boys are in trouble.

Where... is she?

HARRY: Hey, Rob, a nurse is being

interrogated at gunpoint

and I think she's giving up your location.

Find her.

Yeah. Here they come.

There's two sets

of ballistic emergency doors that can seal off this wing.

If we shut down the one at the far end of the hall first...

It'll give us a fail-safe barrier to fall back to.

(indistinct chatter)

(door buzzes) (shouting)

(grunting)

Stop!

Think it'll hold?

(indistinct chatter)

Oh. We're about to find out.

(gunfire continuing)

¡Caray!

Reload. We go again.

No.

Would be a waste of ammo.

But we have to get in there.

And we will, compa. But don't you see?

Christmas came early.

Now we have some fun.

Secure all the exits.

(indistinct chatter)

♪ ♪

(giggles)

Break out the sleigh bells, because

you are slaying. (laughs)

Really? Yes.

Okay. Thanks, Auntie.

(doorbell rings) Oh. Uh-uh.

Stay right there. Strike a pose. Okay.

You about to rock this young boy's world.

(laughs)

Hello, Cam. Come on in.

Hello, Ms. Marsette.

Whoa.

You look... Whoa.

(both laugh)

DELILAH: Well, thank you,

you look "whoa" yourself.

CAM: Thank you, thank you.

Reports have varied, but what we know for sure

is Roy Lewis Memorial Hospital is on lockdown

and multiple gunmen are inside.

This is a fast-moving, very fluid situation...

Oh, my God.

Y-Y'all know someone there?

Yeah, that's my dad's hospital.

And my mom's visiting him.

Okay, there are no updates on social media.

Uh, you should call them.

No, I can't. If my parents are hiding

it could give away their location.

Wait, what? Why-why would it, um...

Oh, I keep telling her

that she-she just watches too many crime shows.

(chuckles) Right.

I mean, that's quick thinking, though.

I'm sure everything's gonna be all right. Let me...

let me go see what I can find out. Okay.

We're just getting word that the mayor

has issued a statement.

♪ ♪

NYPD can't move in.

They've got gunmen at every entrance.

They've surrounded the perimeter.

Which means help is further away than we thought.

Give me a second.

What are you still doing here?

Lending a helping hand.

All right, well,

under these insane circumstances,

if there's anybody I'd want here, it's you.

Well, looks like we're both on call today.

I guess so.

How'd the surgery go? Piece of cake.

I found the bleeder, stabilized her.

She'll be fine.

Dr. Biceps saves the day. Again.

I'm gonna get back to my patient,

but hey, be careful.

Yeah, you too.

All right, we'll continue to monitor...

So, that's your ex?

That's Miles.

(line ringing)

HARRY: Aunt Vi. What's up?

Do you have a plan to get them out?

Yeah.

Harry.

Okay, no,

but there will be, all right? I promise.

I'm working on it.

Call me the second you have an update.

You got it.

Good news.

Your mom and dad are safe.

And they're together.

Yeah, but they can't get out? Not yet.

But they will.

Yeah, her parents are being held hostage.

No, Dad, o-of course I'm not joking.

Okay, I'll call you later. Bye.

Hey. Uh...

you should go.

What? No. No, I'm staying.

No, no, no, y-you've got a big family celebration

to get to, so just go.

It'll be fine. I'll call you

when my parents get home.

Okay.

Okay.

(door opens)

(door closes)

Did Cam leave?

Uh, yeah.

I, uh, told him he should go. Mm.

(exclaims softly)

You look so pretty in that dress, sweetheart.

I'm so sorry.

I wish you could have gotten to the party.

Hm.

Me too.

(door opens)

(door closes)

Hey.

Hey.

Sorry, uh,

I had to tell the Uber driver outside that I was canceling.

Are you sure?

Look, Dee...

if I'm with you, I'm with you.

I'm so happy you came back.

(La Maldad coughs)

KOSS: The hall's secure.

MILES: Oh. Welcome back.

What-what happened?

I'm Dr. Fulton. You've suffered a...

(P.A. system crackles)

("Feliz Navidad" playing)

♪ Feliz Navidad ♪

♪ Feliz Navidad ♪

♪ Feliz Navidad ♪ (singing along)

(song continuing in Spanish)

(song stops)

It is so nice to see all the little

boys and girls patiently waiting

for jolly old Saint Nick.

Is that you?

Who's he talking about?

Me. I must have made an impression.

You of all people

must know that this is

the season of giving.

And you...

will give to me.

Bring out La Maldad.

'Cause we all know what happen

to the naughty boys and girls who

do not do what they're told.

What?

Rob, he cut the feeds.

Did he know we were watching him?

(muffled thumping)

The hell they doing?

Dante, get back!

Marcus!

Marcus!

(shouting in Spanish)

Koss! Cover us! ROBYN: We got to get him out of here now!

(indistinct chatter)

Koss!

Aah!

(grumbles)

ROBYN: Marcus, wake up.

Hey. He's unconscious but breathing.

Let's get him on a gurney.

Come on, come on, come on, come on.

(both grunting)

This way, this way,

this way, this way. Easy.

Okay.

Okay, we've got a six-inch

metallic object in his left shoulder.

ROBYN: Wake up, Marcus. Come on.

Wake up. Uh, hey, it's gonna be a while

before we know the extent of his injuries.

(gasps, grunts)

Hey, you. ROBYN: Hey.

Open you eye. (grunts)

You okay?

Yeah, I'll live.

I will live, right, Doc?

Your odds might improve

if you stay away from exploding doors.

(chuckles) That's no fun.

(phone rings)

Harry.

I got to take this.

Thank you, Miles.

ROBYN: Hey. Hey, you okay?

Yeah, for now. But these guys are relentless.

It's only a matter of time

before they blow through this door, too.

I ID'd the leader. His name is Armando Reyes.

He's a freelance sicario.

He's got more kills than a John Wick movie.

That's the bad news. Please tell me there's some good.

Facial rec matched surveillance footage

from the South Brooklyn Marine Terminal

where they got a boat docked.

Which is probably how they plan to get away.

Yeah, exactly, so I contacted the Coast Guard.

They're seizing Reyes' vessel as we speak.

Oh, and Rob, I think I figured out

a way for you and everyone to get out of there.

What you got?

There's an old service hallway behind

the northeast entrance of the surgical unit.

If you guys can break through, you can get out.

Okay.

I'll get some guys on it. Thanks, Harry.

So, uh,

How do you and Robyn know each other again?

We work together on occasion.

Oh, as in, you're part of her team?

No.

We got our own thing.

Huh. So do we.

For about 20 years now.

Yeah.

You're the ex-husband, right?

(scoffs softly)

It's my duty as a doctor to let you know...

this is gonna hurt.

(grunts)

All good.

(chuckles)

I think this is it.

Let's do this.

NEWSMAN: Our coverage continues

as we return to Roy Lewis Memorial Hospital.

Yeah, the news doesn't have any updates

and all my social media feed has is

conspiracy theories and rumors, so...

(newsman continuing indistinctly)

Can I get you something?

Water? Tea?

Milkshake?

A milkshake?

Yeah, that was, uh, that was pretty stupid.

Sorry.

I just... I don't really know what to do.

You're here.

And that's more than enough.

Hey, Auntie?

Hey, what are you doing?

This is all wrong. It doesn't make any sense.

Are you okay? Mm-hmm.

Are you sure?

(sighs)

No, I'm not.

Stop.

Hey, come on, look at me.

Come on.

We are going to get through this.

Mom has been through way worse, right?

I know that Mom will be okay.

And I know she will keep my dad safe.

Did you say your mom's been through way worse than this?

Yeah, she was in the military.

She did a couple of tours overseas.

Oh.

I didn't know that.

It's okay.

We're going to get through this, okay?

I got you.

Come here.

(cackling)

Are you still there?

Can you hear me?

What's he up to, Harry?

I don't know. The camera feeds are still off.

ARMANDO: Because you're so special,

I'm going to give you an extra 60 seconds.

But if you don't hand over La Maldad,

I am afraid to inform you that Christmas...

will be canceled.

♪

Oh, no.

What is it? HARRY: He's got four civilians

in the hallway outside the door.

They're dressed as Santa and his elves.

Rob, they're gonna execute them.

ARMANDO: This is so tense.

And do you know what I like to do when I'm tense?

I like to listen to music.

Especially holiday music.

It's so perfect that we have carolers.

So let's have Santa and his merry elves

sing us their swan song.

Go ahead, maestro.

Come on!

♪ Silent night ♪

♪ Holy night... ♪

More feeling.

More passion. Come on.

It's Christmastime.

Look, we have two options.

Either we hand La Maldad over

or we leave the hostages to die.

I'm going with option three.

I'm going in.

That's my least favorite option.

It's a suicide mission.

Not if I do it.

Mel? Where are you?

I've got Cutie Pie set up on the rooftop

of the hospital's North Wing.

But the windows are tinted.

I'm using a thermal scope but it's impossible to tell

who's a sicario and who's not.

That's okay. Honey, look, I can be your eyes.

On your right, the first four are carolers.

The two on the left are sicarios.

You got this.

(exhales slowly)

(exclaiming)

Nice.

Babe, you're better than Rudolph.

You just saved Christmas.

He cut the feeds again. He... I'm blind.

He must know we're watching. It's all right.

We're almost through to the service hallway.

I'll meet you there.

We're in!

Let's move. LA MALDAD: No.

It-it... I can't move. It hurts too much.

Come on, we're gonna wheel you out.

Something isn't right.

I feel like I'm gonna burst open again.

If we don't move you now, you die. Let's go.

(grunting)

(groans)

What is it?

I just checked her out,

but now she's complaining of pain

that would suggest internal bleeding,

but not showing any other signs of it.

Like what? Elevated heart rate, respiratory distress,

swelling in the area, vomiting.

Might mean there's another complication.

I don't know. It's just not adding up.

Are you buying this? Not really.

Isn't La Maldad known

as the baddest sicaria

that Central America has ever given birth to?

Yeah, once she was shot in the gut

and was on the run for two days without medical attention.

Then she can push through the pain when she needs to.

Uh, I'm just gonna go check on my patient.

This isn't making sense.

Why would La Maldad lie?

Is she purposely slowing us down?

That doesn't make sense unless...

She's working with the sicarios.

Marcus, this was never a kill mission.

This is a rescue.

Guys, fall back.

La Maldad is in on this.

(grunting)

Miles, stay down.

(indistinct chatter)

DANTE: Shaw must have given up our position.

(indistinct chattering)

Keep the good doctor. I may need him.

MILES: Rob!

Go! (shouting in Spanish)

Hey.

Rob.

(phone rings)

ROBYN: Harry, tell me you got 'em.

I'm in the hospital's auxiliary system.

The elevator down the hall from you

just went up to the roof.

Why go there?

(scoffs) The helipad.

Harry, Dee's father not dying today.

You have got to do something

about it. I'm on it.

They just flew off in the hospital's medivac,

heading on a bearing of 47 degrees.

Extrapolate that heading, where does it lead?

Lots of places, including Port Chester Airport.

Shaw has connections from his naval aviation days.

He'll have no problem paying off a pilot

to fly them out of the country.

How long do we have?

Well, they can't land a helicopter

on an active airfield.

I'm guessing they're gonna land

in an abandoned lot a mile to the west of them

and then take a ride in.

I don't know, 15 minutes, tops.

If they get there before us, Miles disappears forever.

Come on.

Let's go.

Keep moving.

¿Listo?

Sí.

Vamos.

Let him go.

Everything else is negotiable.

But today I send you back to heaven.

(grunting)

(gunfire continues)

No.

(yells)

Ataca.

I know Shaw. I can talk him down.

Marcus... Robyn, trust me.

I'll bring your doc home.

Cover me.

♪ ♪

ARMANDO (quietly): Got you.

There's only two ways this ends.

Make your choice.

Oh, mi ángel de Navidad,

I made my choice a long time ago.

(grunts)

Soon as we get over the border,

I am gonna cut you loose.

Yeah, right. Come on.

DANTE: Shaw.

SHAW: Hey, buddy.

You sneaking up on me?

Just let him go.

Mm. That's not gonna happen.

But I'll tell you what will.

I'm gonna shoot him if you don't drop your gun right now.

Come on, Dante. It's up to you.

When did you sell us out?

You mean, was this my plan all along? No.

But everybody's got a price.

Now one of two things are hitting the ground.

It's either your gun or his brains.

Oh, no, you got to be kidding me. No.

No! No!

What the hell are you doing?!

He's going to kill me anyway! Shoot him!

Nah, I'm good.

(gunshot)

Miles, you okay?

(panting)

I am now.

(helicopter blades whirring)

(footfalls approaching)

Hey. HARRY: Perfect timing.

Your Christmas Eve gift awaits.

Really?

Okay.

These are the lyrics my therapist made me write.

You're gifting me my own lyrics?

(chuckles) No, I am gifting you...

your very own...

guitar.

What? Okay, explain.

So, for the past few weeks,

I've been woken up in the middle of the night by this humming.

You know? And I think, "Am I dreaming? Maybe I'm dead."

I get up and I follow this angelic humming

to discover that my wife is playing one of my guitars.

And I-I think you may have even broken a string or two.

You've known? Well, I mean,

I do live here. But why hide it from me?

I don't know, maybe because I'm hiding it from myself?

It's a very scary thing

to have someone see a part of you

you're not even used to.

Look, I know how hard it must have been for you to write this.

(breathes deeply) But you deserve to be heard.

And because every day is a gift with you

and in honor of your journey...

I present you with this.

Oh, man.

Babe.

Babe, you were right, it's perfect.

Take some time, get acquainted with her. (laughs)

Um, I'll-I'll go upstairs and help out, okay? Okay.

Okay. (laughing)

(contented sigh)

♪ If I were to tell you ♪

♪ Where I've been ♪

♪ Would that make it right? ♪

♪ I tell myself the truth ♪

♪ Because you say it might ♪

♪ Free me from the things that I did right ♪

♪ If I were to tell me ♪

♪ Leave that time alone ♪

♪ And leave me be ♪

♪ Fill the broken cracks with gold and set me free ♪

♪ Would that make it right? ♪

♪ I said I did things right, and yet ♪

♪ I'll only live if I agree to live ♪

♪ And soldiering on like I know to do, yeah ♪

♪ I'll only live if I say if I'm living ♪

♪ And I do ♪

♪ I've done more than just a few things right ♪

♪ I'll only live if I agree to live, yeah ♪

♪ Soldiering on like I know to do ♪

♪ I'll only live if I say I am living ♪

♪ I do, I do, I do ♪

♪ I do a few things right, hey ♪

♪ A few things right ♪

♪ I do a few things right... ♪

(vocalizing)

(Harry applauds and whoops)

(exhales)

So good. (chuckles)

Thank you.

How are you?

Shouldn't I be the one asking you that?

Well, I'm grateful.

That we're all together and safe.

Me, too.

I would have been completely destroyed...

if you never walked through those doors again.

I'm sorry.

None of it gets easier, huh?

It was terrifying.

I just didn't have control over a single thing.

But you know what I decided?

I am going to embrace my fears.

You are?

That cancer scare

really changed me in ways that I didn't even realize.

I don't want to be strong on the outside

if I don't feel it on the inside.

I'm done with forcing myself to just...

have it together all the time.

To always be in control.

You just want to meet yourself where you are,

not where you think you should be.

Exactly. I'm going to embrace

what's in front of me.

Rumi said it,

"Every moment is a moment."

Such a gift.

That's a beautiful way to live.

Isn't it? Yeah.

(sighs)

I have a few gifts that I still need to wrap.

Hmm.

Miles.

MILES: Well...

Miles.

We need to talk about us.

Oh, yeah?

Yeah.

I don't think that we should...

What? Be happy?

Rob, we're good together.

And you know it.

We're safe together.

And that's not enough.

No, we're much more than that.

And if you just...

give us a chance, a real chance,

I know you'll feel what I'm feeling.

Miles, we've been good for a very long time.

We're different people now.

Robyn, I gave up on us

once before.

Worst mistake of my life, and I'm not gonna make it again.

'Cause when I'm out there and I think about home,

it's you that I see.

And I look forward to the day that you meet me there.

We will always be family.

But I cannot promise you a home.

Then I'll wait...

until you can.

I got to go.

Hey, a few of us are going over to Mel's bar,

gonna toast the holidays. You want to come?

No, I'd love to, but... Rain check?

I got a feeling they could use Dr. Biceps

back at the hospital tonight.

(laughs)

But, hey, if you're asking me to go to the bar,

I'd say your heart is right around the corner.

(chuckles) You are a fascinating combination

of selfless and pompous.

Hmm.

So you're saying I'm perfect?

Merry Christmas, Miles.

Merry Christmas, Rob.

♪ Good tidings we bring ♪

♪ To you and your kin... ♪

HARRY: Oh, my God.

What is that? Is that spiced rum and nutmeg?

Can I tell you a secret? I have no idea.

I didn't bake them. (laughs) Come on.

VI: C'est la vie, mon cher.

HARRY: I love this for you. MEL: Oh, he's a sweetie, for sure.

You know what? He might be a keeper. Aw.

Look at you.

(laughs) You're so cute.

Oh, okay, I think he wants you to go over there.

Should I go? Mm-hmm.

Okay. Okay, bye. Bye, honey.

(laughter)

Mimi, can I have another one?

DANTE: Could you make that two?

ROBYN: Hey. Hey.

Sorry about your team, Marcus.

Thanks.

Where's, um...?

My ex-husband?

He went back to the hospital.

♪ We wish you a merry Christmas ♪

He's a good man.

♪ We wish you a merry Christmas... ♪

To good men.

And good women.

♪ And a happy New Year... ♪

MEL: Aw...

(laughter)

MEL: They're sweet.

(laughter)

♪ And a happy New Year... ♪

Looks like you could use another drink.

Or three.

(laughter)

ALL: Merry Christmas. (laughter)

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