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(dramatic festive music)

- But I strongly disagree, ah, with that statement.

So, I know!

Let's, sorry, can we cut that part out?

And then let's start over.

Back to one, everyone.

From the top. (chuckles)

Can we do that?

- Ah...

We're actually on live TV.

- We're on live. Okay.

Well, what I said was false.

So if you're seeing this, just don't believe it.

And then cut, cut, cut, cut, cut, cut, cut, cut, cut.

- Oh, my.

- Connie, are you okay?

- Am I okay? Do I look okay? (laughs)

- No. No.

(upbeat music)

- [Back-Up Singer] Woo! Hey!

- [Lead Singer] Come on, everybody, and dance like this.

- [Back-Up Singer] Like this!

- [Lead Singer] It's almost Christmas.

Do the "Holiday Twist."

♪ From the North Pole to the South ♪

♪ To the South ♪

♪ Everyone's hanging out ♪

♪ Oh, oh ♪

♪ It's the time of year ♪

♪ Of the year ♪

♪ The holidays are here ♪

- [Back-Up Singer] Woo!

♪ Good will and peace to all mankind ♪

♪ A better life you cannot find ♪

♪ Do the holiday twist ♪

♪ Holiday, holiday twist ♪

♪ Let's do the holiday twist ♪

♪ Holiday, holiday twist ♪

♪ You know you can't resist ♪

♪ Can't resist ♪

♪ Oh, no, do the holiday ♪

♪ Holiday, holiday twist ♪

♪ Come on, everybody ♪

♪ We're doing the holiday twist ♪

♪ We're doing the holiday twist ♪

♪ Hey, we're doing the holiday twist ♪

♪ Do the holiday ♪

(relaxing festive music)

- Mm.

Okay!

- Mommy?

Can we hang up Christmas lights in my bedroom?

- Ah! (chuckles)

We just have to take them down three weeks from now,

so why bother?

- Because it's Christmas!

- Ah, Christmas. So overrated.

(upbeat music) Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa.

The truck flipped?

No, no, stop.

I don't want excuses and neither do our customers.

A professional driver should react

according to the conditions of the road.

I'd rather find out bad news before I eat,

so I lose my appetite.

- Well, that's one way to watch your calories.

- [Connie] How have you arranged

to get the packages delivered?

- No, I was waiting on your direction.

- What?

Send another driver ASAP

before we issue refunds to customers

instead of bonuses to employees.

- [Brooke] Thankfully, Bill Nielsen is okay.

With his wife's brain tumor,

a hospital visit is the last thing he needs.

Good gravy, we are all dealing with something.

Just get the presents delivered

or I'll give him a tumor myself.

Ah!

Oh, my! What?

- Oh, shucks, I'm so sorry. I'm so clumsy.

- Hello.

- There she goes again.

- Yeah.

(sighs deeply)

- Oh! (enchanted chiming)

I'm Christina.

It looks like you're having a few ups and downs.

- Mm-hmm.

Well, who isn't?

It's the holidays.

- Well, maybe you should spend some more time rejoicing

and reflecting on all of your blessings.

- Noted.

It was a pleasure being plowed into you.

Ah, be sure to get your brakes checked, okay?

- I will. Thank you for the tip.

- Okay!

I'm trying to decide whether I want David to give me

the black or the white Hermes tote.

- How about black for Christmas

and white for Valentine's Day?

Then you get both.

- Oh, I like that.

- Problems, right ladies?

If you had your own job, like I do,

then you could just buy yourself whatever you want,

you know?

And then you wouldn't have to live with the wrong gift.

(laughs cheerfully)

(friends clear their throats)

- So, I should get a job

so I can avoid getting the wrong gift? (chuckles)

- No, no, no. No offense.

It's just I have the power to buy everything on my own.

I don't have to ask permission or put up with the drama

or the humiliation of, you know, begging.

(diners chatter)

- But no, of course I understand your side

because free stuff is obviously better than...

- If I'm gonna have to set my alarm

for 9:00 a.m. every morning,

I would much rather go work out than go to work.

- That's the kinda work I like. (laughs)

- [Friend] It's nice, isn't it?

- [Server] Here you are.

- [Friend] Thank you.

- Here you go.

It must be so nice

having the power to pay for whatever you like.

Should we?

- Yeah. Bye.

- So nice.

Bye, guys.

- Ah, frenemies.

- You know, sometimes I think

you're the only real friend I have.

Why do you even put up with me?

- Someone has to. You ran off George.

(papers rustle)

(somber music)

- Connie!

Connie!

Morning.

Or should I say, "Goodnight?"

Connie!

Connie.

You up?

- Oh, yeah, yeah, yeah.

- Good. Come on. (clapping gently)

- I'm up. I'm up, Mr. Whitmer.

Mm!

(furniture scrapes)

- Didn't you have that on yesterday?

Everyone else's mom sleeps at home.

- You guys, this time of year is really hard on me.

You know that.

And I work really hard to support our life.

Okay?

- Whose life, Mom?

Yours.

(phone ringing)

- Are you coming in today?

- [Connie] Why wouldn't I?

- Well, one, you're usually already here.

And two, I heard that you just left.

(elevator dings)

(relaxing piano music)

- She needs to be handled.

- Hmm. Okay, I will get right on that.

- Stella.

(relaxing piano music continues)

I...

- Yeah! See look at all these presents.

Come on. - Okay.

- We need a bigger bag.

- You get two presents.

Just two.

No more gifts.

- All right.

- [Boogie] No more. What are you doing?

No thanks.

- You ever had a meringue before?

My mom used to make them. They're the best.

- No thank you. I'm watching my figure.

- Really?

- Yeah.

- Good thing.

- You should probably too.

Let's go!

- Hey, keep it for later.

- Put them back.

- No, no, no, no, no. They're Christmas presents.

- Get some more. Get some more. Get some more.

- We're good. Taxed out.

There's no more room.

Right? Let's go.

(relaxing upbeat music)

- Good.

- Ah! Uncle Skip?

- Yeah?

- Do you really think that we're gonna make enough money

selling other people's presents to save the ranch?

- It's the only way we're gonna end our bad luck streak

and save the ranch.

- Hey!

Sometimes bad luck can be good luck, you know?

- No, I don't. Let's go.

- Yeah, I don't know. I made that up.

Look, what if we change our luck?

We just do something different.

- Boogie, no one's saving us.

Each gift buys us time. Let's go!

Besides, the best thing about stealing presents is

no one even knows they're missing anyway.

- Yeah.

I guess you probably never, you don't miss, you know,

what you never knew you had in the first place.

- That's right. Now you're thinking, Boogie.

Now you're thinking!

(relaxing upbeat music continues)

Boogie?

Boogie? - [Boogie] Hmm?

- What's going on?

- Ah, it's just, this time of year, I kind of miss my dad.

(somber enchanted music)

- Yeah.

I promised him I'd raise you right.

Look at you now, huh? Huh?

- Yeah. Yeah. Yeah.

Ah! You know, maybe we do something new

like hang Christmas lights.

- Hang Christmas.

That would take us years to get back on track.

Listen, kid,

why don't you just let me stick to being in charge here.

- Yeah.

- What's with the post-its?

- Oh, it's just something I've been doing.

- For? - Myself.

- Why?

- Keeping track.

- Of? - Stuff.

(enchanted chiming)

(laughing boisterously)

- Well, you know what?

I heard that her own kids don't even like her.

That's what I heard. (laughs)

Well, I don't think that's gonna happen because you know me,

work, work, work. (laughs)

- Oh! Excuse me, Miss, you just cut right in front of me.

- Um, you were in my way.

- Hello, Ms. Harrington? I'm ready for you.

- Oh! Yay!

(phone rings)

Ugh.

Really, George?

(phone rings)

Hello! How do you wish to harass me today?

- Lovely.

I'm calling planning our holidays

and I was thinking that

I could take the kids off your hands for Christmas.

- Off my hands?

Just because I won't teach our kids

to spend this year's money on next year's hoopla

doesn't mean I don't like Christmas.

- Daddy, tell her we want a big tree.

- Come on. Let me give the kids a nice Christmas.

Every year, you blatantly ignore the holidays.

We just wanna celebrate without feeling guilty.

- I am so glad that you understand

the true meaning of Christmas, the birth of Santa Claus.

Last time I checked, my darling, Santa Claus is employed.

You're not.

- You just don't like that

Christmas is something bigger to celebrate than yourself.

- This has nothing to do with my size.

Christmas, it's overrated!

And I refuse to participate in things

that contribute to meltdowns and mass hysteria.

Can we get going, please?

- It's our kids' first Christmas since we separated.

Can we at least demonstrate that our love for them

is more important than our disdain for each other?

- You know what?

As much as I would love to continue

this philosophical conversation,

I have to hop into a meeting so, okay, bye.

My soon-to-be ex is a sentimental fool

that thinks you can forget the past

with a Christmas tree and presents.

- Holiday stress?

- Oh, you have no idea.

I mean, my hair just starts falling out after Thanksgiving.

I have impatient customers on repeat dial,

I have truckers on strike two days before Christmas,

hijacking shipments for triple the pay.

And the worst of all,

stone cold criminals stealing our on time deliveries.

- So what is it that you do?

- I'm President of Luxury Parcel Express.

It's pretty much my baby 'cause it keeps me up 24/7.

And look at that little family photo of yours.

Fun.

Ah, fun.

What is it that your husband does?

- Well, he was in the Air Force, but he's no longer with us.

- Oh.

No surprise, right? Typical man.

They never stick around long.

- Actually, he died in a plane crash

fighting for our country.

- Oh!

Ah...

Well, that is a heck of a way to go.

I mean, at least it was quick and painless, right?

Didn't have to go through a long divorce.

Oh, almost forgot.

$20 tip for Miss Anna.

Ooh! These are new.

17.25.

Well, Merry Christmas to me. (laughs)

Just give the change to Anna.

- I almost forgot.

I made you some Christmas cookies.

- Jen?

- Connie?

- Oh, my gosh. - Oh, my gosh!

- Look at you!

It has been so long.

- It has.

- Oh, my gosh.

I didn't even think you lived here anymore.

- Well, we moved back about five years ago,

right after I had my son, Henry.

- Stop it.

And you look exactly the same as you did in high school.

What is your secret?

- Oh, well, chemo, I guess.

- Oh. Pfft!

- It'll do it to you.

(Connie laughs)

- You're horrible. That is not funny.

My goodness.

Oh, well, we really gotta catch up soon. Lunch?

- I think we might need a little more than lunch.

But sure. Yeah!

That would be wonderful. - So good to see you.

- You too.

- Yay!

- Yay.

Merry Christmas.

- Well, okay.

(somber music)

- How long can we wait?

- We should act quickly.

- Okay, what does that mean exactly?

Are we talking days?

Weeks? What?

- It's hard to tell.

Jennifer, the longer you wait,

the less chance I can say you'll recover

without permanent issues.

- Well, I need another Christmas.

Henry's only seven.

What if I...

What if I don't recover?

What if I'm not me anymore?

- Stop. Stop.

Don't talk like that.

We're gonna get through this together.

Hey.

We got this together.

- Get in, get in, get in, get in.

Ah, Tupperware!

Taxidermy!

- Christmas lights, we're here to detangle.

- Christmas lights.

- No one's here.

- I think we're good.

I think it's clear. Let's go.

Let's go.

- Whoa.

We think we got problems.

- What's that?

- $203,000!

- Hospital bill? - Yeah!

Huh!

- Boy, that's- - How do you pay that?

- Boogie! Boogie, you've gotta focus!

- Sorry.

- What did I tell you on the truck?

- You said, "Stop shaking all the presents."

You said that.

- Before that! - Okay.

Before that, you said, "You can do so much more in your life

if you just applied yourself."

- Yes, I say that a lot. But the other thing.

- Help me out.

- Don't get?

- A girlfriend.

- Involved.

Right? Things happen to people.

Let's get in and out.

Don't make it personal. Let's go.

- [Boogie] It's a lot of money.

- It's a lot of money. - They have like six gifts.

How am I gonna choose one?

- That's kinda sad.

- What if we just leave? Let's go.

- We should just...

Stop with the softy stuff. Come on.

We can't screw this up. Just pick one, please.

- [Boogie] Okay. Okay!

- Just come on.

- [Boogie] Okay. Okay!

- [Skip] Boogie! - Found it.

- [Skip] Oh! Oh.

- This is it.

- Oh, that's pretty. I like the bow on this one.

- Yeah, this is perfectly wrapped.

(engine revs)

- Did you hear that?

- Yes.

- [Skip] Go that way.

- Let's go.

- Okay, let's go.

Oh, pizza.

Mm.

Boogie!

Come on.

(tires squeal)

- Geez. Everyone's in such a rush this time of year.

- Let's just go inside.

(doorbell rings)

- [Connie] Hold on.

♪ It's the most wonderful time of the year ♪

♪ All the kids jingle belling ♪

♪ And everyone telling you be of good cheer ♪

♪ It's the most wonderful time ♪

♪ Of the year ♪

- Too much time on your hands.

- Merry Christmas! (door slams)

To you too.

- Grownups.

- Mm-hmm. Why do I always get the salty ones, guys?

Come on!

(horse snorts)

(relaxing guitar music)

- Read this.

(relaxing somber music)

- To my Mommy.

I saved up my allowance to buy you this angel.

I asked her for a miracle to take your...

To take your cancer away.

Your loving son, Henry.

- See? Told you we should have left.

- Tough lesson for a kid to learn.

Angels don't cure cancer.

No miracle for my brother.

- Yeah. Well, he's my dad too.

So you can still believe in miracles.

It was just his time.

It was a new plan for him.

Gotta believe in something, man.

(doorbell rings)

(playful music)

(Connie gasps)

(playful suspenseful music)

- What are you doing?

- [Connie] What are you doing here?

Newsflash! I don't get the kids until tomorrow.

- It's your night, remember?

A little something you signed up for called joint parenting?

I'm assuming you still wanna be a mother.

If so, maybe you could just let us in.

(Connie sighs)

- [Stella] Mommy, what's happened to your face?

You look like a witch.

- She looks like the Grinch.

I mean, green.

It suits you. You look green.

- George,

I have had quite enough of your wise-aszappleyapper.

Here's the thing, guys.

When Daddy and I got married,

we decided that we wanted to learn

everything about each other.

And then once we did understand everything,

we decided that we didn't like each other anymore.

So.

- So what happens now?

Divorce?

- Now we wanna focus on understanding you guys.

- Does that mean you won't like us anymore either?

- No!

Sweetheart, no. No!

We just, we want you guys to be happy, okay?

Even though we are not happy together, Daddy and I,

but we're still happy with you guys.

Don't you forget it.

- Like you forgot that we were coming over tonight?

- You guys know that

this is the busiest time of year for me, okay?

I am trying my best to solve very difficult problems

all by myself.

I mean, I'm trying beat last year's numbers

with just a few weeks left in this year.

And really what I need, I'll tell you this,

is 36 hours in a day. - 36 hours in a day.

Yep. We get it, Mom.

We get told every year.

Merry Christmas to us.

(relaxing music)

(cutlery clinks)

- I was going to save this as a surprise,

but I might as well tell you guys.

The reason why I got these days mixed up is because

I've been working on big surprise for you guys.

- Okay? So what is it?

- Is it a present?

- I can't tell you.

That would ruin the surprise.

- Oh, Mama, yay! We love surprises and presents too.

- I wouldn't get your hopes up.

The last time you got a present

was during mom's baby shower.

- That's not true, Stewart.

That's not true.

You know what is true?

We are hungry, right?

So let's enjoy these delicious leftovers before they go bad.

- Before they go bad?

- You get your sarcasm from your father.

Very charming. (slurps)

(toilet flushes)

- Morning!

So "Market News" wants to do

their pre-earnings exclusive interview with you

at around 1:30.

- Ah, no, no, no, no, no. That's gonna be too late.

I told them noon.

I have my kids today, Brooke.

What am I gonna do with them?

Stuff them in an attic?

- Okay.

I will let them know.

- What? That I put my kids in an attic.

- Ah, tempting.

- I don't put my kids in an attic.

This is ridiculous.

I'm supposed to be running a company here,

but I guess that means I can't have kids

and I can't have a life and I can't have friends.

I can't even have Christmas.

- No offense, Mrs. Harrington,

but I felt that you didn't like Christmas.

- It's fine. You know what?

I'll just figure it out by myself like I always do.

- Speaking of friends!

Jennifer called.

(door slams)

- Don't forget.

I need the financials on my desk by one o'clock.

Where is Vance? Get with the program people!

- Hey, I see you are handling her, Kyle.

- Ugh!

You guys, can you please bring me a cup of coffee

that doesn't have a garden growing in it?

- I got it.

- Well, you told us not to touch your desk.

We were just following instructions.

- Okay! Okay.

Thank you. Thank you.

- Okay, well, here's your schedule.

It's pretty tight, so there's no room for error.

- Who thought it would be a good idea

to book meetings every 15 minutes this time of year?

- I'm pretty sure you did. - What? No, no, no, no.

I would not book a meeting to bring on a brand new client

knowing I have my kids tonight.

Come on!

- Well, if you remember, you were still married then.

And your husband usually stays home with the kids.

- Brooke, technically, I am still married.

(sighs deeply)

- Okay.

You know what?

I don't mean to overstep my boundaries,

but I used to love my job.

- Ah, here we go.

- And lately it just plain sucks.

Like, I literally cringe

getting outta bed Monday through Friday.

And I totally understand,

like being a single mother is very tough because I had one

but I'm not the reason why your life is a disaster.

I only work for you.

I'm not the one that has made all of the decisions

that have led you up to this place.

Even though I'm the one that gets

the brunt of your bad choices every single day.

Well, I'm not holding it together for you anymore.

Look, I really, really like you.

You're my mentor.

But everyone around you here is bleeding

from walking on pins and needles.

God forbid that anybody smiles or enjoys their life

or laughs here and there

because you will literally breathe fire on them

because you hate yours!

- Wow.

Thank you for sharing.

I do not hate my life.

But I am ready for my first meeting

so you better get going,

'cause I wouldn't want you to be torched

by standing too close to me.

(hisses sarcastically)

(playful plucking music)

- I am getting a Christmas tree for the office.

- Good for you.

Why don't you just stand in the corner?

Because you're dressed like one.

- I will take that as a compliment.

(office staff chatters)

- I don't know what this was,

but you're up in a few minutes, all right?

So if you could just get it together?

Yeah?

- Okay.

(phone rings)

Ah, hey, Jen.

Listen, I have meetings literally all day.

Can we connect after the holidays?

- Oh, well, I'll be having surgery.

- [Connie] Ooh, I gotta run.

Well, enjoy your holiday nip-tuck. (laughs)

- Well, not exactly.

- Okay.

(relaxing somber music)

- Okay.

(relaxing somber music continues)

- Mom!

Mom, I'm home.

- Mom's not home yet.

She forgot it was a half day again.

- I miss Grandma Joy.

- Me too.

- When she winked, I knew everything would be okay.

- She's still around. We just can't see her right now.

(Stella giggles)

- Oh, please pick up.

Please pick up! I need those reports by one o'clock.

Where are you?

Oh, there you are.

Any luck?

- Well, despite you insulting me, I'm on it.

(phone rings)

- Thank you.

Stella.

Hey, baby. Mommy's gonna be on TV really soon.

- Really? Can we watch? - Of course you can watch.

Hey. Hey!

When I tug at my ear, that means I'm thinking of you, okay?

Okay. Bye!

- Mommy's going to be on TV.

- That's one way to see her.

- Thank you. Thank you.

(group chatters)

- Oh!

Yes! Here it is.

- [Director] Quietly, please.

Going live in five, four, three.

- Good afternoon.

We are here now with Connie Harrington,

the President of Luxury Parcel Express,

to discuss pre-earnings guidance.

- It is always such a pleasure to be with you, Melanie,

and to share our success with our shareholders.

- Connie, people wanna know:

What is your strategy dealing with the growing concern

over package thefts?

- Yeah, it is just an outrageous dilemma,

but our customers can now sign up with ring tones

that alert them 30 minutes prior to drop off.

- Oh, fantastic.

Beating the burglars at their own game.

(both laugh cheerfully)

- Thank you. Yes.

It's really just one of our many

new state-of-the-art technologies

that I've developed along with our board members

this past year.

- Oh, well, you have set the bar very high.

Who are your emerging competitors in the industry right now?

- You know, we're seeing a surge in

boutique shipping companies,

but we currently don't see them as a threat.

In fact, we often reach out to companies

that aspire to be as great as us and partner with them.

- How so?

- Look, we were once that small company striving to grow

and with very strategic mergers

and acquisitions under my guidance,

I'm very excited to announce that our revenues

and net incomes have quadrupled.

- [Interviewer] And where do you see Luxury Express trending

in the next 12 to 14 months?

- That's a very good question and an exciting one,

because I literally just got these numbers in.

If you would bear with me. (laughs)

And good.

So it looks like we are beginning

a future of a major long-term downtrend in our net income

due to upper mismanagement that will...

(pulsing chiming music)

(pulsing chiming music continues)

- Harsh, but okay.

I guess she has to learn her lesson.

(air whooshes)

- That will likely end in bankruptcy.

- Did I hear you say, "Bankruptcy?"

- Did you?

You did.

Guys, I did say that because that's what that report says.

But that is...

That is not true.

I know for a fact that we're actually right on track

to beat our numbers from last year.

So this is confusing me.

I don't know.

Disregard that please.

- Mrs. Harrington, I believe you just said

you were starting a long-term downtrend

that's going to lead to bankruptcy.

- No, I heard that too, coming from my mouth,

because I said that because that's what I read.

But I strongly disagree, ah, with that statement.

So, I know.

Let's, sorry, can we cut that part out?

And then let's start over.

Back to one, everyone. From the top.

Can we do that?

- Ah, we're actually on live TV.

- We're on live. Okay.

Well, what I said was false.

So if you are seeing this, just don't believe it.

And then cut, cut, cut, cut, cut, cut, cut, cut, cut.

- Oh, my.

- Connie, are you okay?

- Am I okay? Do I look okay? (laughs)

- No. No.

- That was not real. This is happening.

This was false information.

- Are you saying you were unaware that

your company was getting ready to default?

- That is exactly what I am not saying.

I am not saying that because that's not true.

What I am saying is that because of my sacrifices,

I forged us into the third most successful

shipping company in California.

And that's pretty good!

So I am not okay!

But Luxury Parcel Express is okay!

It is okay!

- Okay.

- Sorry. My kids are home.

My kids are home alone and they're waiting for me,

like they always are.

I'm reporting fake news.

I'm reporting the fake, the fake, fake news,

and I should be home with them.

And my husband left me!

He just up and left me because all I do is I work and I work

and I work, work, work, work, work.

Christmas is in what? A week?

I don't have a tree up.

I don't have presents to let alone deliver

because I'm too busy trying to make sure

everyone else's Christmas is okay,

and I have done diddly-squat

for the people that I love most.

- Well, Connie, it's really been a pleasure. (laughs)

But not really.

- Did Daddy really leave Mommy because she has a job?

- Not sure.

But at least we know why we never have a Christmas tree up.

- Well, no more free lunches from Connie.

- Yeah.

She might wanna hurry up and find a new husband pronto.

- Brooke, we should probably set an emergency board meeting

for tomorrow morning.

Yeah, she looks like she's losing it.

- I can't do this anymore.

(sighs deeply)

(plow clangs)

- What was that?

Is Daddy home?

(somber music)

(keys jangle)

Oh!

(body thuds) - [Father] Ah!

- I'm so sorry.

Dad, how could I help?

- I got it.

(festive music)

You could help by picking up your crutches.

- [Daughter] I'm so sorry. It's all my fault.

- Do you want a cider, John?

Or...

- Do I look like I'm in the mood for apple cider?

- Well, we've been waiting for you.

- Someone's gotta work around here.

Unless you wanna turn in your credit cards.

- John, it's Christmas.

- Every day is Christmas for you and the kids.

Where's my Christmas?

- Dad, I got this for you with my babysitting money.

- At least someone works around here.

- Go on, open it.

(paper ripping)

(festive music continues)

- How much were these?

- Oh, the outfits? Mom got them.

- Yeah, I bet she did.

With my hard-earned money.

- [Mother] How could you?

- Those up in flames!

- Wait!

(tree rustles)

Oh, no!

(tree crashes)

Mom!

No, no, no. Wait!

The angels!

(angels shatter)

(somber music)

- What have I done?

- [Daughter] Dad.

(flames crackle)

- I need help.

(crying heavily)

(crying heavily)

Excuse me!

Aren't you that woman that knocked me over

at the country club?

- Yes.

I think.

- And now you're watering the plants in my office.

Are you stalking me?

- Kind of.

- Why? Who are you?

- Well, that's kind of hard to explain,

but I can assure you that I'm doing my job.

- Your job?

And what might that be?

To follow me around?

- Well, kind of. But you're all over the place.

You're making my job really hard.

- I knew it. I knew it.

George hired you, didn't he?

Ha, ha!

Well, you can take that flower can of yours

and shove it right up your little-

- Connie, I'm here for you not George.

You see, you're the one who asked for my services.

- What are you talking about?

I never asked you for anything.

Oh!

Oh, you're crazy.

- I used to be like you once, rushing around,

not really understanding what matters.

- What are you talking about?

You don't even know me.

And you know what? If you don't get outta here right now,

I'm gonna call the cops.

(pulsing music)

- You know, Connie,

(water splashing)

swimming up a waterfall doesn't really drown away your past.

But when you're ready for me, I'll be here.

Whoa!

Whoosh! Schlitzky whiskers.

- [Connie] Wah! - Oh!

So sorry.

Didn't mean to get in your way, Mrs. Harrington.

- That's all right.

I have bigger problems than you, my friend.

Merry Christmas.

(sighs deeply)

You got to be kidding me.

- [Caller] Connie, it's Dad.

I know it's been a while.

Again, I miss you.

Please call me back.

- A while? How about a lifetime?

(Connie whimpers)

(horn honks)

I want Mommy.

(relaxing music)

(door smashes)

(door slams)

Sorry.

(doors slam)

(horn honks)

(relaxing music continues)

Getting married, huh? Good luck.

Okay, Dad? Yeah, no, that's great.

Unbelievable!

Oh! Of course, I'm holding it.

(keys jingle) Oh!

Ah!

Argh!

(relaxing enchanted music)

What are you looking at?

- Oh!

Oh!

- What have I done?

(footsteps hustle)

(playful festive music)

- Oh! Focus to find a puppy.

(playful festive music continues)

(relaxing suspenseful music)

(sighs deeply)

(whimpers dramatically)

(coins jingle)

- Excuse me, Miss.

I hate to pry, but it seems like you're on a mission.

- Yeah.

Yeah, I guess you could say that.

I thought it would be a good idea to get my kids a puppy

and, well, I'm gonna be disappointing them again

like I always do.

- Oh! (chuckles)

Oh!

So it looks like

somebody's gonna be in the doghouse tonight.

- Well, it's right where I belong.

- Come on! It was just a joke.

- Listen, I'm the joke.

Know what? I was at the top of my game, the top of my game.

And now I'm just miserable.

- If you ask me, you seem like a nice person.

- I do?

Oh, no.

Oh, no, I'm not.

Santa Claus, my heart is full of coal.

I'm just...

I'm just completely exhausted

from trying to live my chaotic life,

trying to impress everybody

that I don't even have time to take care of my own kids.

Top it off, I hate Christmas.

Who hates Christmas?

- Come on, we get derailed sometimes.

But that's okay.

You know, the journey is finding your way back.

At the end of the day, that's all that matters.

- I don't even know where to begin.

I'm such a despicable human.

- Well, at least you know how awful that you are

and that's half the battle.

(both laugh cheerfully)

- Yeah, it's true.

- I used to play pro ball, right?

- You did?

And look at ya now,

working the Santa Circuit on the streets, collecting money.

(both laugh cheerfully)

- I know, I know.

But surprisingly, it brings me joy, you know?

Helping people help others.

I remember like it was just yesterday.

Oh, I was living the dream.

Became a multimillionaire overnight.

I started my own family.

Then three years later,

we was on the way home from winning the final playoff game.

We were going to be the world super champions.

- Super champions.

- Ah!

And in an instant, I lost my career.

But worse, I lost my family to a drunk driver

that was texting and run us off the road.

(somber inspiring music)

I went to a dark place.

I was mad at the world.

Just mad at life.

It wasn't fair.

- How did you...

How did you come back?

- For my family. They were rooting for me.

- But they weren't here.

- Nah, they were around.

I wanted to honor them

so they could be proud of me of the time

and the love that I shared with them.

- Look at you,

just completely opening yourself up to a stranger.

- You know, I found out that a journey should be shared.

That's why we go through 'em.

- Maybe for you, you're extraordinary.

And I'm just me.

I don't have any idea how to fix my mess.

- You need to find something that enriches your heart.

Now, I'm no sidekick,

but I think your kids may be a great way to start.

- You're right. Yes.

Yes! Yes!

I was gonna get them a puppy, right?

A cute little puppy.

- Oh, wait, I got an idea. Come on.

(dogs barking)

(relaxing upbeat music)

(dogs barking)

- [Connie] Look at this.

- Yes! Here we go. - Hey!

- You know, I think she might be the one to help.

- Excuse me. Do you have any cute, innocent puppies?

- [Christina] Not this time of year.

They're all at the pet store.

- Ah!

- [Christina] Everybody wants them

when they're young and trainable,

but the best pets are the ones that appreciate you.

- Okay.

Well, what about a dog that is quiet and smart

and knows where to potty?

- Think of this as like an emergency fix.

You take home, then you train later.

- [Christina] Well, we did get this one dog in today.

Her name is Charlotte.

And she has this big, beautiful personality.

She's down this way.

(dog growling playfully)

(dogs barking)

- Wow! She certainly is big, all right.

- Yeah.

Her owner lost his job,

and his kids and wife had to move in with his folks.

Poor Charlotte here didn't get invited,

so she's been pretty depressed.

She lost everything and now she's picking up the pieces.

- Well, that's one thing we already have in common, girl.

(Connie giggles)

I think she'll fit right in.

And I'll take her.

(dog grunts cheerfully)

(Connie laughs)

You again?

Jiminy Christmas!

How did I not recognize you?

Don't you ever give up?

- I can't take no for an answer.

An angel's work is never finished.

Even when we're not appreciated.

- Um... (laughs)

I am so sorry. Going back.

An angel? (laughs)

An angel?

The last time I saw an angel,

it was flying off of a Christmas tree

into a pile of broken Christmas ornaments. (laughs)

An angel!

Can't you fly away?

Where are your wings?

Oh, wait, wait. I think I hear a harp. (laughs)

(enchanted harp music)

I suppose you're gonna take credit for this too.

Okay, okay, okay, okay.

You know what?

You could have mentioned that you were an angel

when you ran into me trying to rummage through my purse,

for goodness sakes.

All right. We get it.

It's snowing.

What about today?

I really could have used you today, Angel,

when my life was pretty much over until Santa came.

- Your life?

You had a pulse.

- I had everything.

- Oh, did you really now?

Do you really have to lose everything

to realize that you've been stuck within your mind's prison

to escape the past?

- [Connie] What are you talking about?

- Time is a gift.

You have to choose how you use it more wisely.

- Did she get that from a bumper sticker?

- Okay, okay, okay, okay, okay.

Ladies, I think we should be on our way.

- Yeah, yeah.

I think that's a pretty good idea because I gotta get home

and she obviously has to fly back up in the clouds

and make a miracle happen or something.

- See, that's the problem.

Miracles happen every day.

But if you're always angry,

you won't ever be able to recognize them.

(Connie laughs and scoffs)

Do you really think that Santa just popped into your life

with all the answers?

If you don't find forgiveness for your father,

you will always be a victim.

- What do you know about my father?

He left us.

- Well, just because he couldn't face his problems

doesn't mean that you have to let that define you.

Your addiction to work is no different than his addiction.

You have to be able to realize

what is relevant in this world.

- Relevant?

Relevant?

You're what's keeping me from being relevant.

And I am competent, and I am happy.

She's not really an angel, is she?

Are you an angel too?

- You can say that I'm an earth angel.

I'm here to help. I got you.

(cheerful music)

(upbeat music)

- Ready? Let's go, Charlotte.

I don't think I got your name.

- It's Rex. - Connie.

- Connie, promise me something.

- Oh, you know what? Yes, I am sorry.

I will never walk by one of you guys again

without giving a donation.

(Rex chuckles)

- Well, that's not exactly what I was talking about.

- Oh!

- But your life can change in a mere second.

Promise me that you embrace every single moment.

- I don't know how I can repay you.

- I do.

Shine your light where someone else can't see it.

- Thanks, Rex.

Thank you. I'll need it.

All right, girl. Ready to go home?

Well, this is gonna be big.

Alrighty.

Now I'm gonna just one, two, three.

Alley oop! (fabric rips)

Ooh! Oh, oh!

Oh!

- Ah, don't worry.

I actually can't see well at night anyways.

What I meant to say is I have my eyes closed.

- Okay. Well...

We can do this.

Ready?

Oh!

That was good.

What a good girl.

Yeah!

Oh! (laughs)

What a good girl.

- It's quite obvious that Mrs. Harrington

doesn't have the ability to perform under pressure

or the stamina to continue to lead this organization.

- While we're under investigation,

neither of you are gonna run this company.

I move that we request that

Mrs. Harrington takes some much needed time off.

Her track record is unimpeachable,

and I'm sure there's a perfectly good reason

for such peculiar behavior.

- What I find peculiar is the false information

that Mr. Jordan provided me

just minutes before the news interview.

- I didn't provide you with any information.

- I understand. - I wasn't even there!

- It's my understanding

that it started from your desk, Brooke.

- Yes, Sir.

He prepared it and I only removed it from his desk.

- She did. I saw her.

- You know what?

I don't care where the information came from.

All I care about is damage control

and finding out what actions this company's gonna take

to make sure it never happens again.

- 10 years.

10 years.

I spent literally every waking minute dedicated to my work.

We have evolved this company into

the greatest shipping company in California.

But it wasn't until yesterday that it even dawned on me

that the greatest gift that we have is time.

You can't order it. You can't ship it.

You can't have it reproduced.

And once it's gone, it's...

It's just gone forever.

- So what are you saying?

- I guess just if you need to fire me, go ahead.

That's my fate.

The truth will always reveal itself.

All I know is right now

I'm gonna get a Christmas tree with my kids.

I am gonna get a massage first,

but then I'm getting a Christmas tree.

Have a good day, everyone.

(upbeat pulsing music)

(Mr. Whitmer sighs deeply)

- Look, Connie hasn't taken a single vacation

since she started here.

In the interim, I'm gonna voluntarily step back in

until this all gets resolved.

- That's nonsense. I didn't do anything wrong.

I should be stepping up.

- That's enough, Mr. Jordan.

(relaxing spa music)

- Ah!

- Too much?

- [Connie] No.

No, listen, I've had the crap beat outta me all week

so why stop now?

- You had another rough one, huh?

- You have no idea, my gosh.

- Anna, there's a fire in your building.

You should go.

- What? What are you talking about?

- It's on the news.

- [Reporter] The scene is near total devastation.

Residents are being evacuated to

the Garvin Community Center.

- My kids!

- I wanted to tell you right away.

- I gotta go.

- I'll take you.

I'll take you, Anna. Come on.

- Thank you.

(siren blaring) (crowd chattering)

(firetruck horn honks)

- Stay in the car and move forward please.

- What? - Her kids are in there!

- Don't worry. We find them, okay?

Come with me.

- [Anna] Please help.

- It's gonna be okay, okay?

- [Firefighter] Go ahead.

Follow me. Follow me.

This way, okay?

- [Child] Mom, over here!

- Anna! Anna!

- Oh, my God!

Oh! My babies!

What if I lost you?

What happened?

- Mom, we lost everything.

Even your guitar.

- It was so scary.

We didn't know where to go.

- Don't worry.

We have everything we need right here, okay?

Come here.

(crowd chatters)

- [George] Sorry that I'm asking you not to work

while we're on vacation. - [Connie] No, no, no, no.

I love the outdoors and the tropics.

- [George] Yeah, well, you're dressed for it.

- It's just that I have a limited amount of time

and I need to answer just two emails very, very quickly.

- Honey, we already have everything that we need.

We have our health, we have amazing children,

we have a beautiful house.

- I'm sorry, but you don't understand.

- You're right. I don't.

We're so blessed but it's never enough.

- But you didn't live my life, George, so-

- [George] No, I didn't!

- That's not fair.

- How long are you gonna let your father

and one bad Christmas ruin our family?

- It was never the same after that, okay?

- Get over it!

Honey, no one's life ever stays the same.

The thing is, it's a verb.

It's an action word because we evolve day-to-day.

I'm sorry that your childhood wasn't perfect growing up,

but it is now.

You just refuse to participate.

(somber relaxing music)

- [Reporter] Many people from the fire

will be left without a home during this holiday season.

Neighborhoods are darker zones since just a few days ago.

If anyone can offer shelter, food, clothing, a warm meal,

they are taking donations at the Garden Community Center.

- Shine the light where others can't see.

This is it.

(upbeat music)

♪ Da, do, do, do ♪

♪ Da, do, do, do, do, do ♪

♪ I've been waiting on the change in the weather ♪

♪ To slip my hands into the sleeves of a sweater ♪

♪ Loving the glow and the warmth of the city lights ♪

♪ Ah, ah, ah ♪

♪ I feel it, I feel it ♪

♪ Christmas everywhere ♪

- Come on!

(bag thuds)

(playful music)

Jackpot!

- [Skip] Oh, wait a minute. Get up.

(burglars grunt and groan)

- Get up here up, man.

- Come on. (grunts)

Whoa!

Holy cow.

Just because it's a big house

doesn't mean it has big presents.

Look at our ranch. It's huge and we don't have a dime.

- ADT.

- ADT, these guys.

- There's signs everywhere! - Every place has got it.

- Forget it! - They're good.

- Let's go! - Okay, let's do it. Bag!

- Bag!

- Oh! (bag thuds)

Ah!

- Wait. You're telling me you rescued the dog?

- I did!

I feel like she saved my life.

I feel like I can breathe again. (chuckles)

Oh! And I'm having a Christmas party.

- [Amanda] What? - [Connie] Mm-hmm.

- Seriously?

But you're Anti-Christmas Connie.

- Excuse me?

- We all call you that.

- Ever since everything in my life just fell apart,

I feel relieved.

- How are the kids?

- It's gonna take a lot of time

to regain their trust and work hard at that.

- Well, you do love working.

How's George taking all this?

- Oh, he thinks I've gone crazy.

He's probably happier than ever that I left.

- No, come on. You know he loves you.

- So can you come to the party?

It's the eve of Christmas Eve.

Christmas Eve Eve.

- Shoot! I'm gonna be out of town for Christmas.

- Oh, Amanda!

- I'm so bummed.

- Me too. - It's gonna be so much fun.

- Yeah! - I'm so proud of you.

- Oh, thank you.

- Oh, hello ladies.

Connie, I absolutely loved your outfit

when you had your little hissy-fit on TV.

I thought you loved your job.

- I guess things aren't always what they appear to be.

- All right. Bye now.

- See you.

- So good to see you always.

Bye, ladies.

- Please tell me you're not inviting them.

- No.

It's actually for the families

who lost their home in the fire.

- Wow!

When you decide to make a change, I guess you go all out.

- Full steam ahead.

At least hopefully this time, it's in the right direction.

- I think so.

(relaxing cheerful music)

- [Boogie] Man, these people sure eat a lot.

- [Skip] They must be having a party.

Come on! Let's dine and dash.

Let's get some stuff.

- [Boogie] I don't know what to take.

- [Skip] Mm!

♪ Hmm, hmm, hmm, hmm, hmm ♪

- Did you hear that?

♪ Hmm, hmm, hmm, hmm, hmm ♪

- Let's hide.

Hurry, duck down! Come on!

(burglars grunting)

- Charlie?

Quickly bring in the pigs in the blanket

and the snickerdoodles.

We want the home to smell delightful when the guests arrive.

- Hello? Is anybody here?

("O Christmas Tree")

(Connie sighs)

Seriously? Your first tree?

- It is. (laughs)

Yeah, I guess being fired or whatever it is isn't so bad.

I'm so happy you're here.

- Of course.

- A tree?

Presents?

(dog barks) A dog?

- Yep! (laughs)

- Is there someone inhabiting your body?

- Oh, stop it. (laughs)

You always make me laugh, I will give you that.

We have a lot to do tonight, so bye.

- Are you sure you don't want me to stay?

- Yeah, I don't wanna confuse the kids.

Bye, George.

(dog panting)

- We gotta get outta here.

- All right, as soon as everyone leaves,

we're gonna bolt for that front door

before that furry beast finds us.

(sneezes heavily)

Excuse me.

(cheerful festive music)

(partygoers chattering)

- [Rex] You ready?

(cheerful festive music continues)

(partygoers chattering)

- Ah! Phillip!

You made it.

- Connie, Merry Christmas.

- Happy Christmas.

- I'm glad to see that it's not too boozy tonight.

- Ah!

Phillip! Okay.

- Well, thank you for the invitation.

Actually, I didn't have any family in town,

so this is great.

- All right!

Well, make yourself at home and I'm so happy you're here.

(door knocking)

- Wait, wait, wait! I've been here before.

This is the lady I was telling you about, the Grinch.

Seriously, what did I do to deserve this?

Honestly, I'd rather be putting out a fire.

- Come on. We just have to show up and look good.

- Yeah. No, been there, done that.

- Hey, I get it.

But don't worry. She's all bark, no bite.

- It's gonna be okay.

- After you.

- [Attendee] Thank you.

(partygoers chattering)

(cheerful festive music)

- [Rex] Awesome. You guys look great.

- Looks like it's gonna be a while.

I think I'm gonna get a little nap in.

- Bill! I'm so glad you could make it.

- Thank you so much for having us.

- Absolutely! And who is this fine young man?

- Sir?

- Henry.

- Hello, Henry. (laughs)

- This is my mom. - Connie?

- Jennifer, what are you doing here?

- How do you know Bill?

- Wait a second. You know Jennifer?

- How do we not know this?

- What?

- Oh! (laughs)

You guys are married?

- I am married to Bill. (laughs)

- [Stella] Henry! I didn't know you'd be here.

- You live here?

- Okay. I'm just, I'm so confused.

Somebody told me, Bill, that your wife had a brain tumor.

I...

- I do.

I've been trying to tell you.

- How do you stay so positive?

- I know I'm surrounded with love.

(partygoers chatter)

- Whoa!

There must be like a million people here.

It's my first holiday party. (chuckles)

(relaxing festive music)

(relaxing festive music continues)

- Not very many people

would invite strangers into their home.

- Well, had this happened a year ago,

I probably would've been too busy to even notice.

- Yeah, she didn't even have time for me,

and I'm her only daughter.

- [Child] You're silly.

- Okay, listen.

A wise old soul told me to shine your light

where no one else can see.

And once I started to share everyone's story,

everyone wanted to help.

- Okay, kids, here is the deal.

Connie is gonna start passing presents to you.

And I need everybody to pass the present

around to your left.

We're gonna keep passing the gifts around

while we sing a Christmas carol.

And when I stop singing,

you get to keep the gift that's in your hands.

Ready?

- I don't know. Are you guys ready?

(children cheer)

- Are you guys ready?

- [Children] Yes!

- Okay.

- They sound ready.

All right. Here we go.

♪ Jingle bells, jingle bells ♪

♪ Jingle all the way ♪

♪ O what fun it is to ride ♪

♪ In a one-horse open sleigh ♪

♪ Hey ♪

♪ Jingle bells, jingle bells ♪

♪ Jingle all the way ♪

♪ O what fun it is to ride ♪

♪ In a one-horse open sleigh ♪

♪ Dashing through the snow ♪

♪ In a one-horse open ♪

♪ O'er the ♪ ♪ I think we need two more presents ♪

♪ That's all we have ♪

- That's all we have?

- I counted them perfectly.

When I put them right under the tree,

I counted exactly so that everybody would get one.

- Skip? - [Skip] What?

- Dog.

- Where?

- I'm ruining Christmas all over again.

- You know what? I'm sure that Santa just misplaced them.

We'll find them.

- Yeah!

Don't you worry.

(crickets chirping)

(Skip sneezes) - Yah!

(cheerful festive music)

- Dang it! We're gonna get caught, Skip.

Why don't we just throw out the presents

and then leave them out there and they'll find them.

- Freaking belly busters, we can't do that.

They will find us.

- I don't care.

Did you see the kids' faces?

They're so sad.

Look, I'll just throw it out when they're not looking.

- Listen, listen, listen!

I would rather be in a pickle than be in handcuffs.

Just stick with the plan.

- Plan?

- Psst! Psst!

Connie!

(partygoers chatter)

- Hey.

Don't freak out,

but we have one more gift left and a few more guests.

We're short.

- That's it? - Yeah, this is it.

I think a few fell off the sleigh.

- [Anna] Come on.

- Just wanted everyone to be happy.

- Connie, look at them.

They are happy.

(partygoers chatter)

- Come on!

- Excuse me. Anna's not.

- This isn't fair and you know it.

It's not right. We're being selfish.

Throw it out there.

- No! I'm not gonna throw it out there.

- We're stealing Christmas.

We're stealing Christmas.

- Thank you for the invitation.

We're going back to the shelter.

- Please can we stay, Mom?

It's so fun here.

- Yeah, please?

- Oh, please don't leave.

We'll find something, I promise.

Mom?

- It's not about the gifts, sweetie.

- Hey, if it's not about the gifts, then what's it about?

- We're simply no one else's responsibility.

We make do.

- Anna.

- Come on, let's go.

(somber festive music)

- I'm gonna think of something.

- Boogie, this is how people like us survive

by doing stuff like this.

- Yeah?

Well, I don't wanna be like us,

if we're stealing Christmas from people.

- What's stealing? It's not worth this moment.

Well, we weren't supposed to be here in the first place.

- What difference does it make?

- Then you wouldn't be feeling

the way that you feel right now.

You're all like struggling and guilty and stuff.

It's like going to a slaughter house

when they're gonna slaughter the cows.

It's probably best not knowing what it looks like

or even being there for it.

- Okay.

So it's okay if we just look the other way?

- No, I mean, when you put it that way, it's just, you know?

- Yeah! - But we have a cause.

- It's not right! - But we have the ranch!

- We don't even want the ranch.

- We're saving the ranch!

(relaxing music)

- Hey, I just wanted to say thanks

for jumping in earlier there with the kids

and the present passing disaster.

- Come on. Anything for the kids.

- By the way, I heard you were a fireman. Is that a rumor?

- No. That's my job.

That's why I was going house to house Christmas caroling.

- It makes sense now. You were incognito.

I couldn't tell you were a fireman.

I wouldn't have slammed the door in the fireman's.

- But you did. Yeah.

- Yeah.

- I gotta say this whole thing has been pretty surprising

based on our first encounter.

- Right.

Sorry.

Anyway, forgive?

- Forgiven.

It's really nice to see you in a new light today.

- Thanks, Sam the Fireman.

- Well, thanks for having me.

And hey, stay outta trouble, okay?

- You know, when I was a kid, you were my hero.

I wanted to be like you.

Uh-uh. Not anymore.

I don't wanna think like you, I don't wanna act like you,

I don't wanna smell like you,

and I definitely don't wanna be like you ever!

(presents rustling)

This goes out!

Give me that. - Stop it!

- Give me those! - Stop it!

- Put it out! Put it out!

- Ssh!

(sneezes heavily)

- Hey.

- Connie, thank you so much for having us.

- This was exactly what we needed before Jen's surgery.

- [Connie] Really?

- Yeah. - Yeah.

- I just have to say, Jen, I remember when your mom passed,

it was right before Christmas.

- Yeah.

- And you are handling this so well.

- Thank you.

- I didn't even know till tonight.

It's on me.

I just got too caught up in-

- Hey, it's totally okay.

- But if there's anything that I can do,

you know, for you or Henry or...

- That's really sweet.

Thank you.

Merry Christmas.

- Merry Christmas.

- Merry Christmas.

(items rustle and shuffle)

- Ow! Don't bite!

You're biting me!

- No, you don't. Ssh!

- [Connie] Merry Christmas! - Quiet!

They're gonna find us.

- You're not my hero.

Give me it. Give me the presents.

The kids get the gifts.

- Stop! - Kids get the gifts.

- [Skip] Stop!

- I don't understand. Why didn't you tell Connie?

(relaxing somber music)

- She was just so busy.

You knew I'm a silent warrior.

This is just a little bump in the road.

You'll see.

- No, I know.

(Jen chuckles)

All right.

Time for bed.

- [Jen] Yeah.

(relaxing festive music)

- Ah!

Party's?

- [All] Over!

- Oh, wow!

You guys, we did it!

- We did? - Somehow we did it. (laughs)

I think I wanna go change.

If you guys start to clean up,

I'll let you open a present early.

Ah! That worked.

- Skip? - Yeah.

- We gotta get outta here, right?

- Okay, hold on.

Let's make it run for it right now.

Right now let's make a run for it!

- Ssh! Hey!

We leave the gifts.

We leave the gifts.

- Are you're drinking the Kool-Aid or something?

We're not leaving the gifts.

Let's just make a run right now.

- No, we have to leave the gifts.

I'm not going anywhere if we don't leave the presents.

Bad karma.

- [Connie] All right guys, come on!

Help me clear the table! - Okay.

- Yes?

- Okay, good.

- Finally!

- You're stubborn just like your dad.

At least we'll be homeless together.

Stop smiling.

Let's go. Come on.

(dog barking)

(Skip sneezes)

- I think Charlotte was trying to say, "Merry Christmas."

All right.

(Connie gasps)

(Connie screams)

(Stella screams)

(burglars scream)

- Who are you?

- Ah...

Ah, we're here for the party.

- Party time. - Yeah.

- [Connie] Well, what are you doing under my table?

- Um, cleaning up.

- Picking things up.

- 'Cause you've done so much already.

- [Connie] How long have you been under here?

- Just got here. - A long time.

(crickets chirping)

- Okay, well, the party's over now.

- It's over? - Oh!

- It's over! Oh!

- There we go. - We can go home then.

We're just gonna scoot on. Thank you.

It was a great party.

Ah, it's my head.

- All right, well. - [Connie] Okay.

- Hello. We're out. - Hi!

- I don't remember you.

- Oh, I don't leave a very big impression on people,

I guess.

My ex-wife used to say that.

- All the time. - She wasn't nice to me.

I didn't like her very much either.

- I see a present literally sticking out of your jacket.

- Oh!

Ah...

- Ah, look!

- There it is!

- We were looking for this. - You were looking for this.

- And put it away under the tree.

- I'll just put it under the tree.

- Put it under the tree. - [Skip] Okay.

We will go now.

- Tell them it's the kids' gifts, Mom.

I recognize the purple bow.

- Oh, interesting.

- Look, I can explain. - Don't.

- So we were coming for a bit

and then all these people, they came,

and we didn't know, we didn't have anywhere to go.

- So we just kind of?

- Under the table. - Hung out there.

- Mom, are you buying this hogwash?

- Ah...

- Don't. - I have to.

- Don't, don't. Please don't.

- Okay, okay, okay, okay.

- Don't.

- We were gonna take your presents and sell them.

- What?

- We have to pay a lot of money.

- Big money.

- Do you know how that made those children

that walked outta here with no presents feel?

- Oh, yes.

Look, I didn't know that taking something

that someone never had was so awful.

- [Connie] I'll tell you what's awful!

You took away my joy of giving them what they needed.

You took away their joy of feeling grateful

for what they received.

You took away the whole experience of giving and receiving

and appreciation and sharing!

The whole thing, you took it!

- But, but, but Christmas isn't

just about the presents though, right?

- Skip, really?

That's not what she was talking about.

- [Connie] Christmas finally brought me joy again.

And you guys just tried to steal that too.

- See?

Not only were we stealing presents,

we were stealing joy, especially hers.

- You just better be glad that I'm nice now

and that things all worked out.

(burglars chatter)

- Well, almost.

- We, okay. - Almost all good.

- Wait, you didn't do this to anyone else, did you?

- We stole a lot of joy. - A lot of joy.

- Sorry.

(horse whinnies)

- Ah!

This is all the gifts that we-

- Holy buckets!

- [Skip] Yeah. Yeah, it's a lot.

- You mean, "Holy presents?"

It's like the North Pole in here.

- I recognize this wrapping paper.

You guys stole Luxury Parcel Express packages too.

- Ah...

- [Skip] Maybe. Maybe.

- Why are there addresses posted to each and every one?

- Oh, well those,

that way we knew what houses to go to next year.

- Malcolm Avenue.

Do you know who this belongs to?

A little boy whose mother happens to be

battling brain cancer.

Do you have any idea

how that poor little child's face will look

when he discovers that his present isn't under the tree

Christmas morning?

Shame, shame, shame.

- Shoot!

We gotta get these presents back like now. Tonight!

- I know, I know, I know, I know.

But it took months to do this. I mean, it's impossible.

Plus what about the ranch?

- About the ranch?

Maybe if you had faith in the universe,

you wouldn't try to destroy everyone else's.

- Google Santa's number.

I'm sure he'd help.

- Oh, Stella, I don't wanna say this,

but I think I'm going to have to.

We have to save Christmas.

- How?

- With a miracle.

- Hey! (group screams)

- [Connie] Santa Rex! Perfect timing!

- [Stella] Santa you followed us here!

- Heard we found a few missing presents too.

- Indeed we did. You can look around.

They all have notes apparently

with addresses where they came from.

And they're gonna get delivered tonight,

so let's pack them up boys and put them in the truck

'cause they're going home tonight.

- Tonight! (clapping)

- Yes, Ma'am. Right now. Right tonight.

Tonight! - Let's go, team!

- Yes! - Let's go!

- Guys, I'll get these ones over here.

These are the big ones.

(crickets chirping)

(doorbell rings)

(enchanted festive music)

(doorbell rings)

(phone ringing)

- Hey! I came to pick up the kids.

The lights are on, but no one's home.

Is everything all right?

- [Connie] Yes! Everything is fine.

We're just kind of in the middle of something

really big right now.

- Big like your new dog?

- [Connie] Well?

- What's going on with you lately?

Too much time off?

- George, listen.

I wanna tell you

I think my heart got misguided over time,

and anyway, I'm kind of pointing some other people

in the right direction now.

And anyway, I got some presents

that need to be delivered like yesterday,

like a lot of presents,

and if I could just please have the kids tonight,

I promise I'll get them back to you by Christmas Eve.

(George sighs)

- Okay.

I'll only agree if you'll agree to treat me to

some of your apple cider.

Deal?

- Thanks, George.

(relaxing music)

- Mommy?

- What?

- Will you open your prison tonight?

(parents giggle)

- Oh, my impatient little star.

Daddy, what do you think?

- Okay. Okay.

Only if you promise you have to wait till Christmas.

Deal?

- Deal.

- Okay.

(upbeat festive music)

- [Rex] Thank you.

Good job.

(upbeat festive music continues)

Come on, guys. We have to hurry.

(door slams) (hand slaps)

- [Present Mover] Thank you.

- [Rex] Nice work.

(whistle blows)

- Okay, we've got 5th Street to 10th Street,

north of Beverly Road.

- Okay.

Connie said this is a very special VIP package.

- Really? How so?

- Apparently Boogie and Skip said

there was a little miracle on the inside.

- All right. It's in good hands.

(whistle blows)

- Good to go.

All right, next van up.

(relaxing festive music)

Yes! We did it!

We saved Christmas.

- What? Dad, it's missing.

- [Father] Hm?

- It's gone. Look!

It was right here.

- Let's take a look.

- [Henry] Dad, I found it!

It's over here!

(birds chirping)

(somber music)

(horse snorts)

- Hey.

- [Boogie] I know you're not gonna miss this place

like I will.

- Well, I never wanted to be a rancher.

But I will miss the sunrises,

the birds waking me up in the morning,

dew on the grass,

the light at night,

the stars and the sun and animals listening.

(birds chirping)

- Huh! That was beautiful.

You should write that into a song.

- Yeah.

(birds chirping)

(relaxing music)

- George? (sighs)

George.

Voicemail. Right.

'Cause it's early, it's very early.

It's Christmas Eve

and I just wanna tell you about

all this stuff that's been happening, and...

(laughs softly)

and I'm leaving it on your voicemail.

And I miss...

The kids.

And what are you guys gonna do today?

You can text me or send me a picture of where you're at

and I'll guess.

Or maybe you're gonna do your own thing.

Anyway, I'm gonna run off to

this emergency board meeting that they're calling,

and I think I'm a little scared about that.

But later.

(sighs deeply)

Ah, not going through that again.

(buttons beep)

(system beeps)

- [Security System] Armed system. Exit now.

- [Reporter] You may remember Connie Harrington,

President of Luxury Parcel Express,

seen here on this very station,

having what seems to be an epic meltdown.

Last night,

Mrs. Harrington used the resources of Luxury Parcel Express

to return stolen packages.

A Christmas miracle.

- Well, we're gathered here for an emergency meeting

on Christmas Eve.

Connie, have something to say?

- So I know that it looks bad,

but there were a lot of presents to deliver

and we didn't wanna ruin Christmas.

And well, we are the best delivery service in town, so.

- You say you saved Christmas?

- Well, I mean...

I just put the spirit of giving above the consequences.

See, I realized that success is,

well, it's how you make a difference in the world

while navigating your ups and downs.

I mean, it's making someone smile.

It's bringing joy to a lost soul.

Restoring faith to a broken heart.

It's about forgiveness

and letting the past stay in the past

so you can be a bright light for others moving forward.

- She finally gets it.

(satisfied sigh)

I love my job again.

- While brazen, I certainly appreciate your intentions.

Made us look like heroes.

And apparently our stock was severely shorted

right before your interview.

- Really?

How?

- We had an anonymous tip come from none other than

our new flower watering attendant.

(relaxing upbeat music)

- And after further investigation,

we found that Mr. Jordan awarded himself

quite the Christmas bonus

by cashing in on the erroneous disclosures.

- You can't prove that.

You can't run this company without me.

- Oh, I think we can.

And now I think it's time for you to go

with those two gentlemen from the SEC.

- Yeah, Vance. You're going down, my man.

- This isn't over.

(relaxing upbeat music continues)

- I apologize for the drama.

And now with all humility, I wanna ask you, Connie,

to come back here and help me run this company again.

- Really?

- [Whitmer] Yeah.

- Yes! Yes!

- Mm-mm. Mm-mm.

One condition.

You'll be required to take

a minimum of two weeks vacation period, okay?

- Yeah, and no more office sleepovers.

- Okay! - Deal?

- Yes! - You sure?

- Yes.

- Welcome back, Connie.

- Thank you.

(cheerful soft applause)

(dog panting)

(relaxing music)

- It's you and me, girl.

♪ I chased after dreams and these breakable things ♪

♪ Till I got them ♪

♪ And I turned away the things I shoulda saved ♪

♪ Till I lost them ♪

♪ Through all of my mistakes ♪

♪ You are my safe place ♪

♪ Through every kind of weather ♪

♪ We'll still have the same stars ♪

♪ And the same hearts ♪

♪ Keeping us together ♪

♪ Because now I just wanna be ♪

♪ Who you, you see ♪

♪ I know I don't wanna miss ♪

♪ This again, won't lose this again ♪

♪ I know you're here, you're the spark that takes light ♪

♪ And it's suddenly clear ♪

♪ That I'm not alone tonight ♪

♪ I'm not alone tonight ♪

(cheerful music)

- Hey, Anna?

I'm at the Community Center.

Can you come meet me? It's urgent.

Okay.

Anna!

Anna, this is for you.

- What?

- All the tips I never offered you.

I know I owe you more, but this is a start.

- Connie! I can't!

- Look, I gotta run but check your phone.

I booked you a home on Vrbo.

I hope you're ready for a very happy New Year.

(Anna gasps)

- Oh, my God.

(somber festive music)

- Wait!

She needs her angel.

♪ I know this only ♪

- Well, she certainly does.

♪ Is more than meets the eye ♪

- Thank you. I love you.

- Love you too.

♪ How strange more beautiful ♪

♪ And these words pass by ♪

(both giggle)

(glasses clink)

- That Connie, she's a tough cookie to crack.

And Well, Charlotte,

that girl, she ran it in for the touchdown.

- I'm glad she gets to stay.

I wish that every day were a holiday.

Well, I guess we should get going.

- Not just yet.

I heard somebody might be joining us.

- Oh?

(elevator dings)

- [Stella] Henry!

- May we wait with you a while?

- Please. Absolutely.

♪ Wanna stay ♪

(machine beeping)

♪ I feel safe here in your love ♪

- [Nurse] Pulse is dropping.

♪ Here's my ♪

- What's happening?

♪ What heaven's like ♪

(elevator dings)

♪ Must he wake us in the morn ♪

♪ Tonight ♪

- What are you doing here?

- My job again.

- I don't understand.

I think I'm okay now.

- Oh, I know.

I'm waiting for someone.

- Not Jennifer.

No, no, no. You can't take her right now.

Henry needs her.

- I never said my job was easy.

I don't make the rules.

- Oh, come on. You're an angel!

You can save her.

Pull something outta your dress or do something!

- Oh, I wish I could save everyone,

but the choice isn't mine.

Everyone's journey is different.

- What?

That's not fair!

(somber piano music)

(group chatters)

- Um...

(group chatters)

(somber enchanted music)

- Dear...

Dear God?

I don't know how to,

or what to do.

But I guess I just ask that you please help us right now

and, ah,

please heal Jennifer

and please give Henry and his amazing family

the life that they deserve together.

Sorry, I've been so rotten,

and thank you for helping me back

to the path that you chose for me.

Amen?

- Amen.

- [Stewart] Amen. - Amen.

- [Henry] Amen.

- [Surgeon] Come on, Jennifer.

(machine beeping)

- Am I dying?

- Don't worry. I'll guard you.

There won't be any more pain.

- You seem familiar.

Do I know you?

Are you an angel?

- Beautiful Jennifer, I am so proud of you.

You're such a survivor.

So resilient

and full of grace.

(somber enchanted music)

(machine beeps frantically)

- [Surgeon] Time of death, 11:11.

(relaxing enchanted music)

(relaxing enchanted music continues)

(Jennifer sighs)

(relaxing enchanted music continues)

(Jennifer sighs deeply)

(Jennifer cries and chuckles)

- Christina! We're on hold.

Wait. - What?

What?

- There's been a new directive.

- What do you mean? She's not coming home with me?

- Jennifer, your life is reflected in

your compassion-giving heart,

so you've been given a choice.

To get rid of the pain right now,

or you can keep the faith and fight.

- So you're saying that I can either give up and die

or stay with Henry and Bill?

- There's no promise that the journey will be easy

or guaranteed that you'll stay.

- It never is easy, is it?

- An opportunity like this only comes once in a lifetime.

- I wanna stay!

They need me to be strong.

I...

I wanna go back.

- [Christina] Okay. - Please hurry.

Send me back in there!

- Okay, there's no chance that you're gonna remember this,

but go.

Go now!

Breathe in your life again.

Be with your family.

(relaxing inspiring music)

(relaxing inspiring music continues)

(Christina sighs deeply)

(relaxing inspiring music continues)

(relaxing inspiring music continues)

- My dear Christina,

why didn't you tell her?

- Don't be sappy.

No sorrys.

How can I not enjoy every moment of my daughter's future?

To see my daughter live out all her life moments?

What more could a mother ask for?

I would never take a minute of her happiness.

♪ Must be angels in the room ♪

(machine beeping)

♪ Oh, tonight ♪

- I love you,

forever and forevermore.

(machine beeping)

♪ Safe here in your light ♪

♪ This must be what ♪

♪ Heaven's like ♪

♪ Must be angels in the room ♪

- She's doing very well.

Everything was wonderful.

She's resting comfortably

and you'll be able to see her shortly.

♪ Must be angels in the room ♪

- Oh, my goodness! ♪ Tonight ♪

- Oh, my goodness!

Come on!

- Mommy, we have a home.

- This is amazing.

- Okay, I know you lost yours in the fire, so!

Hope it's okay.

- Are you serious?

- [Sam] Yeah!

- No way.

- [Sam] Play something for us.

- I can't.

- [Sam] You can. Come on.

- I haven't played in forever.

- [Sam] Come on, you got this.

Do you guys wanna hear something?

- Yeah.

- Yeah!

- Okay.

(relaxing guitar music)

♪ Swimming against the power of life ♪

♪ Will only cause you much more strife ♪

♪ You're feeling up against the wall ♪

♪ Always remember, you just have to call ♪

♪ I'll be there ♪

♪ When you need me ♪

♪ I'll be there ♪

♪ When you don't ♪

♪ And I'll be there ♪

♪ Just you wait and see ♪

♪ I'll be there ♪

♪ Let me set you free ♪

♪ I'll be there ♪

♪ When you need me ♪

♪ I'll be there ♪

♪ When you don't ♪

♪ Oh, I'll be there ♪

♪ Just you wait and see ♪

♪ I'll be there ♪

♪ Let me set you free ♪

(relaxing guitar music continues)

(footsteps scuffling)

- Oh boy.

- All right, guys.

There you go.

Give me a hug.

- [Stella] I'm gonna miss you, Daddy!

- I'm gonna miss you too.

Bye.

(crickets chirping)

(relaxing enchanted music)

Wait!

I...

Connie, these last couple weeks, you've changed.

I know I probably sound crazy, but.

- No, I am different.

I know I am.

I don't know how you fell in love with the old wretched me,

but I'm on a mission now to be...

To be...

I don't know! Just to be the real me.

- Maybe I've changed too.

I don't know, seeing you being you

makes me wanna be better at being me.

Let's give this another chance.

We were really good together.

- [Connie] Just good?

- Just good.

- Exceptionally wonderfully.

- Exceptionally wonderfully.

- Amazingly.

- Amazingly. - Off the charts.

- Off the charts. - Magically great.

- Magically great!

(relaxing music)

(festive bells jingling)

(relaxing music continues)

- Melanie!

- Connie, it's so good to see you smiling again.

- I think I found my happy place.

- You know what? If it makes you feel better,

I didn't have my tree up either.

- Oh! (laughs)

I won't tell anybody.

- It's our secret.

- Okay, I'll see you next quarter.

- Okay! Absolutely.

Merry Christmas.

- Merry Christmas.

(upbeat music)

(crowds chattering)

- [Connie] Merry Christmas!

♪ Some days it seems ♪

♪ Time keeps flying by faster ♪

♪ Hold on to your dreams ♪

♪ You got one life, make it matter ♪

♪ Yeah ♪

♪ Every day we should celebrate ♪

♪ That we're here, hey ♪

♪ 'Cause we're here ♪

♪ 'Cause we're here ♪

♪ Spread your wings and don't be afraid ♪

♪ Have no fear ♪

♪ Oh, oh, oh ♪

♪ Now there's nothing in the world that can stop you ♪

♪ 'Cause I got you ♪

♪ Yeah, I got you ♪

♪ When you feel the walls are falling around you ♪

♪ 'Cause I got you ♪

♪ Yeah, I got you ♪

♪ You girl ♪

♪ You got an angel, whenever you need one ♪

♪ Always a friend when you need me to be one ♪

♪ Say the words, I will fight for you ♪

♪ 'Cause there's nothing in world that can stop you ♪

♪ 'Cause I got you ♪

♪ Yeah, I got you ♪

♪ I got you ♪

♪ Have hope, have faith ♪

♪ Love makes everything better ♪

♪ Oh, oh, oh, oh ♪

♪ Setbacks and heart breaks ♪

♪ We'll go through it together ♪

♪ Every day we should celebrate ♪

♪ That we're here ♪

♪ Hey, 'cause we're here ♪

♪ Spread your wings and don't be afraid ♪

♪ Have no fear ♪

♪ Oh, oh, oh ♪

♪ There's nothing in the world that can stop you ♪

♪ 'Cause I got you ♪

♪ Yeah, I got you ♪

♪ When you feel the walls are falling around you ♪

♪ 'Cause I got you ♪

♪ Yeah, I got you ♪

♪ And you got an angel whenever you need one ♪

♪ Always a friend when you need me to be one ♪

♪ Say the words, I will fight for you ♪

♪ 'Cause there's nothing in the world that can stop you ♪

♪ 'Cause I got you ♪

♪ Yeah, I got you ♪

♪ You got an angel whenever you need one ♪

♪ Always a friend when you need me to be one ♪

♪ Say the words and I will fight for you ♪

♪ I will fight for you ♪

♪ Yeah, you got an angel whenever you need one ♪

♪ Always a friend when you need me to be one ♪

♪ Say the words and I will fight for you ♪

♪ Oh, oh, oh ♪

♪ Now there's nothing in the world that can stop you ♪

♪ 'Cause I got you ♪

♪ Yeah, I got you ♪

♪ When you feel the walls are falling around you ♪

♪ 'Cause I got you ♪

♪ Yeah, I got you ♪

- Come on!

♪ And you got an angel whenever you need one ♪

♪ Always a friend when you need me to be one ♪

♪ Say the words, I will fight for you ♪

♪ 'Cause there's nothing in the world that can stop you ♪

♪ 'Cause I got you ♪

♪ Yeah, I got you ♪

♪ Yeah, I got you ♪

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