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DREW: You are Kate Tucker, textile designer.

Your Christmas present. A Christmas dating service.

KATE: I need new friends.

I'm Drew. Your Christmas Cupid.

I can't believe there was a no show.

My Latin aerobics class will loosen those hips right up.

ANTHONY: Why are you doing all this,

if you don't know

-what you're looking for? -I don't know.

That's the beauty of it.

You don't have to know what it is.

You just have to take a chance.

He's here, Richard. The guy from the first date.

[Intrigued music; she pants]

[To herself]: He's just gonna... Ugh...

Ugh.

Uh.

Kate, you're glitching. Why?

The guy that stood me up on the first date.

You know, Richard? He's...

He's at the Pear Tree, waiting.

Right, let's go give him a talking to.

He left me these flowers

and this little-- this little card.

-Richard, huh? -Yeah.

I don't know who you think you are, Richard,

but this is unbelievably cute!

Oh, come on. Is it though? I mean, is it actually?

Or is it manipulative? Being like,

"Sorry, I was a no-snow ".

Oh, oh, "I'm hoping that yule forgive me".

Like, he's using Christmas puns to purposely disarm me.

-And isn't that just a little... -Call the Hague!

If you weren't just the teensiest bit charmed,

you wouldn't be marching here like a confused Roomba.

I just... I don't know

whether I should go there

and, you know, give him what for

or if I should just stand him up and go home and...

Excuse a-me!

You pinky-promised me that if opportunity came

a-knocking at your door, you would answer it!

The guy has come all the way out to Blexford, all right?

He's taken all this time to write these,

frankly, delightful Christmas puns!

What have you got to lose? Come on, we're going.

-Well, no, but-- -Yes!

You're literally like a third child.

-Come on! -[Hopeful festive music]

Chip, chop!

Come on.

[Gentle festive tune plays in background]

Callum? Callum?

Callum,

seen any remorseful-looking men here lately?

A bloke with a rose. He waited an hour, then left.

[Sighs] You were out there for an hour?

Good job I came when I did!

A rose... That's kind of cliché, right?

What was he like? How did he smell?

-Was he intriguing? -I don't know. Normal.

No obvious signs he was a serial killer.

Well, there are no obvious signs of a serial killer.

-True. -Was he cute?

Like, on a scale of one to hot how...

Objectifying a man like that!

Shame on you!

Oh, my God! I need to find this man.

Look, I will admit that I was a little intrigued,

but it's for the best. He's stood me up twice now.

You were dawdling on the pavement!

Well, sometimes things just aren't meant to be.

[Gasps] His phone number!

Oh, no!

It's a Christmas miracle.

If you don't text him now, I will.

-OK, let's just calm down. -I shan't. Text him.

OK. [Sighs]

-[Camera shutter clicks] -OK...

[Typing, she sighs]

[Kate hums]

[Sent text tone]

-May I? -Oh sure.

"In a rush? Your loss, dot dot dot, again."

Mhm.

Are you mad?

Well, if he doesn't like it, he can just...

-Uh! -What?

Oh, it's very good.

[Romantic music]

RICHARD: Indeed.

Next time I'll wait all night if I have to...

[Upbeat festive music]

[She sighs annoyed]

What's going on here? Floral?

Is that eucalyptus?

Yeah, it's just something I'm playing with.

You know, just the start of something.

For Mrs. Talbot? She's a traditionalist.

Ah, yes, Mrs. Talbot's tartans.

No, those are here.

Still a work in progress.

Clearly. Well, keep working.

And this little eucalyptus piece. Yeah, it's interesting.

Maybe not for Mrs. Talbot, but interesting.

[Hopeful music]

[Phone vibrates]

[Dramatic music]

RICHARD: I know it sounds like a line,

but I was at the hospital.

My nephew broke his arm playing football...

so I stayed with him until my sister could get off work.

[Romantic music]

Great. So now you're a hero.

We're an annoyingly close family.

My mum is one of my best mates,

and if you can stomach that,

I'd really like to make it up to you.

You guys, there is no Christmas without John McClane,

Nakatomi Plaza. Hello?

Maybe, but I think most people would agree

that The Holiday is essential holiday viewing.

-Bollocks! -What's your favorite?

I don't have a strong opinion. I just wanted to disagree.

-Christmas has come early! -Oh, yay!

New branding deal. The clients don't even have them yet.

-Stay our friend forever? -I'm working on it.

-I also have something to share. -[They gasp]

Posh pies!

What are posh pies?

Mmm. Blexford Christmas tradition.

-It's my mom's recipe. -She was magic in the kitchen.

Babe, they're really divine.

You could take these to market, sell them at gourmet grocers.

Could be the next Paul Hollywood.

No, I'd have to work on my beard.

I can show you how I make them, if you like?

-OK. -[Phone vibrates]

-[Romantic music] -RICHARD: Two words: Die. Hard.

-What? -Nothing, just...

Richard's favorite Christmas movie is also Die Hard .

Oh, so you've been texting, I see!

Yeah. I hate to admit it, but he's kind of interesting.

He's a journalist writing a piece on the 12 Dates.

I am not the only one

who's got a fair amount of skepticism about this thing.

Sounds like a perfect match.

Yeah, it's all very suspicious.

Or maybe, just maybe, you're having a good time?

Look at you. You've already perked up!

OK, easy, cowboy. I haven't even met this guy in person.

He's probably showing me his best side.

-So I'll think he's perfect. -You think that?

I have a good feeling about this!

[Sighs]

[Joyful festive music]

[Blender whirs]

Morning!

-Good morning. -What's going on here?

I've made a smoothie.

[Sighs] It's got all sorts of healthy stuff in it.

I can't remember any of it,

but it's supposed to boost my memory, so, bottoms up!

Mmm. Ooh!

-That'll put hair on your chest! -Wheatgrass!

It's got wheatgrass. See, it's working already!

So what brought on the sudden urge to drink the vegetation?

I thought you'd be pleased! Impressed, even.

Yes, I'm always happy to praise you for doing something

in your own best interest.

Figured I could use a boost

before I put up the lights outside.

-Better late than never. -Dad, you can't.

You can't climb up ladders while I'm not here.

Your balance isn't what it used to be.

Wait until I get back and I'll help you.

I'm not scaling the roof.

I understand that, but it isn't safe. Come on!

I shouldn't have to tell you.

Fine. I will wait until my daughter has returned

to chaperone me in a menial task

that I've done a million times before, without incident.

Great.

[Whimsical festive music]

[Music turns tender]

[Romantic music]

RICHARD: I'd say I'm a serial monogamist.

When I'm in a relationship, I'm all in.

My parents have been married for 40 years,

and that's what I want.

As far as interrogations go,

I'm really enjoying this... Fire away!

Uh!

Oh, so you think this is fun?

-[Typing] -KATE: You don't even know me.

Why not enjoy the other dates and just let this one go?

-[Sent text tone] -Hmm.

RICHARD: When I took this assignment,

I decided to be all in

Trust the process.

You and I were supposed to meet.

[Typing]

KATE: You must be a romanti--

RICHARD: What can I say? I'm a romantic.

KATE: Ugh.

-RICHARD: Current view... -[French accordion music]

KATE [Typing]: What are you doing in Paris?

RICHARD: I had a few days between dates.

Looking for inspo for the article.

City of Love after all.

When I get back, let's meet.

[Music ends]

What?

DREW: Kate,

what are you doing back here?

You're late! Make haste.

-Come along, quickly. -[Excited festive music]

[Whimsical festive music]

What in the name of Lizzie Bennet?

Welcome to A Christmas Carol live.

An immersive experience.

[Cockney accent]: With whom do I have the pleasure?

Oh, uh,

says I'm Dowager Countess Fern Radcliffe?

A legendary party animal.

Now, let's meet your date. Whoo!

Uh.

[Magical festive music]

[Kate gasps]

DREW: Well, this is a first. [Chuckles]

Ash, meet Kate. Kate, this is Ash.

Nice to meet you.

It appears I've made a clerical error.

Ash's happily-ever-after is feminine

and Kate's is masculine. Isn't it fortuitous?

Clearly something magical has brought you two together.

But you must be willing to go along.

-I'm down if you are. -I do love a good cosplay.

-[Both chuckle] -Excellent!

Go forth and be merry. [Chuckles]

[Sighs] To be honest, I'm kind of relieved

to have a non-date date.

Me too. Do you want to grab a drink?

-Definitely. -Let's go.

-[Both laugh] -This skirt...

KATE: So heavy...

[Grunts] My little pinky finger

knows more about hanging Christmas lights

than you ever will.

She does the indoors, I do the outdoors.

That's how it's always been.

I don't tell you how or when to hang

your Christmas baubles, do I?

[Emotional festive music]

Oh, must have... Oh!

-[Dramatic music] -Woah, oh no!

-Oh! Oh! -[Thud]

[Grunts in pain]

Oh.

Oh, God.

[Chuckles]

[Grunts]

Ooh! [Grunts]

Ah. Kate's gonna kill me!

Oh. Oh.

[Whimsical pensive music]

ACTOR: These are shadows of things that have been.

They are what they are.

Do not blame me, Mr. Scrooge!

Remove me. I cannot bear it.

[Whimsical ghostly tune]

[Audience claps]

[Ballroom music]

Can I admit something embarrassing?

-Please do. -Every time

I think of A Christmas Carol ,

I think about Scrooge McDuck.

Me too! It really is the definitive Dickens.

[Kate laughs]

This is all so romantic, isn't it?

Yeah. [Laughs]

Oh, I'm sorry. I thought you were joking.

I'm not kidding. I mean...

the costumes, the dance cards, the potential to swoon. Oh...

I'm absolutely here for it.

See, I think it feels false and manipulative.

Seriously, who hurt you?

-It's a long story. -Well, tell me about it.

I'm just saying, you don't think that, you know,

forced romance is necessarily romantic?

Like, this guy I'm texting. Every time he says anything,

all I can hear in my head is,

[Mimics]: "Oh, I love my mom."

"Oh, I believe in fate."

"Paris is the city of love", like... Ugh.

-But Paris is the city of love. -Oh, I know.

I'm just saying, like, you know,

it's all just a little too good to be true.

And no red flags is actually a red flag in and of itself.

What if you're looking for some problems where there are none?

I mean, do you really want to let a great romance

slip through your fingers just because

you were too skeptical?

Well, skeptical or savvy?

I mean, yes,

I want to experience a transcendent love, but...

-Oh, my God! -What, what?

[Fans open loudly]

That woman over there with the glowing skin

and piercing eyes.

She was my date number one. And it was so romantic.

And at the end, we kissed. And it was so perfect, until...

She burst into tears? Ugh.

-I have been there. -No.

I got a bloody nose.

It happens when I get really excited.

It was like a crime scene. There was an ambulance.

I was so embarrassed.

And now here she is,

dancing with someone who is decidedly not

bleeding from her nose!

Well, don't give up.

What happened to that hopeless romantic that almost had me

convinced that those red flags were actually green?

Well, they are green. And hopeless romantics do exist.

We exist!

When I look at her, everyone just falls away.

If you really feel that way, you gotta do something about it.

Well, like what?

Hmm...

We'll think of something.

Oh, she's looking this way!

If I have to take another Saturday meeting

with one more cheating spouse who out of the blue

wants a postnup, I'll burst!

When I make partner.

There's gonna be changes at that firm,

I can tell you that.

So the lady will be having wine with her chicken nuggets?

Oh, a heavy pour, please.

No word from Kate. I wish she'd just location share.

We wouldn't have to have this daily struggle.

Kate and her boundaries.

Well, it's maddening. I just want to help.

It feels like a waste not to let me.

You'll get your chance to meddle.

Uh!

-I mean, help. -Oh.

-Very soon. -Hmm.

-Well, I'm off. -What?

George's garden reveal thing?

Oh, yes, right. No, I absolutely hadn't forgotten that.

Go. Enjoy talking topiaries.

-Oh, Ben? -Yes, love?

Is our firstborn wearing pants on her head?

Indeed!

-Have fun. -Righty oh.

-[Pleasant tune] -Cheers! [Laughs]

-I can't see you! -MAC: I'm in the garden.

-Where? -By the hedge.

I'm looking at the hedge.

- I'm here! -Wait, hold--

Wait, wait. I'm on my way.

I'll be your homing device.

Oh, my gosh. What happened?

I was doing ice skating. Couldn't land the triple Axel.

-What do you think happened? -Let me give you a hand up.

[Both grunt]

Oh, my God... you're heavy!

[She yells]

-EVELYN: Oh. -[Emotional music]

-I'm sorry. -[He laughs]

I'm...

I was just trying to help and--

Any more help like that and we'll die here.

[Both laugh]

Get up. Come on. [Grunts]

-Help me up, will you? -There. See?

Years of aerobic exercise,

yoga, core strength.

If you want me to get you up,

you're gonna have to take up yoga.

-Now is not the time for jokes. -Twice a week.

Just help me up.

Three times.

Fine, fine. Just get me up.

[Both struggle and laugh]

-[Steam hisses] -Babe, babe.

I just secured you a spot at the third annual

Christmas Pop-Up-Palooza.

You're welcome, handsome.

-At the what now? -Pop-Up-Palooza.

Every year, tastemaker restaurants and bakeries

from the Southeast sponsor a pop-up

to showcase a seasonal dish.

It's huge. It's massive press.

One of these days, I'll get what you're talking about.

I'm talking hundreds of hungry mouths

traipsing to the Pear Tree for your...

Wait for it...

Posh Pie Pop-Up.

-[Chuckles] -See what I did there?

Alliteration. It's great for marketing.

It's not really a pop-up, though?

We're not a limited-time thing.

No, but your posh pies are.

-Nah. -What do you mean, "nah"?

You know where this could lead?

I'm talking gourmet collabs,

license distribution, catering empire.

-It's quite literally the dream. -I'm living my dream right now.

I'm feeding Blexford like my mum did before me.

Only I get to do it with you.

Ah.

Guess I'm doing this, huh?

You will thank me later, trust me.

-All right, get out my kitchen. -[She laughs]

[Ballroom music]

[English accent]: Good day, fair maidens.

Terribly sorry to interrupt your revels. [Chuckles]

Are we part of the performance? I adore cosplay.

Well, yes, actually,

Drew sent me, yes... Apparently,

there's been a slight problem with your costume.

I'm afraid it's part of a suspected...

infestation.

Yes.

[American accent]: A little too Dickensian, right?

But lucky for you, there is someone here

who would love a do-over.

Enjoy.

[Wham!'s "Last Christmas" as a romantic violin tune]

Nope! This dance floor is taken.

-Back up. Thanks. -OK.

[Exhales satisfied]

-[Exhales heavily] -[Typing]

All right. Let's meet.

-[Sent text tone] -[Music ends]

-MAC: Ooh... -EVELYN: Oh, you big baby!

[Mac winces]

If you think this is pain, don't forget

you promised me a yoga class.

Why didn't you call Kate?

[Emotional music]

She'd get the satisfaction of saying, "I told you so".

I don't blame you.

My kids think that I've lost my mind.

They keep trying to put guardrails around me.

As though their judgment is somehow better than ours.

They should sort out their own lives.

-I'm tired of it. -Oh, you're right about that.

With that being said, you did fall.

I said I was tired of it, not that I was right.

-Ah! -[Pleasant music]

SARAH: Kate, you're a matchmaker!

Never thought I'd see it: Kate Tucker believes in love.

I believe in love, guys.

It's-- it's not the Loch Ness Monster.

It's just rare, you know? It's one in a million.

It's a shot in the dark, and it's a stab in the... night.

You know what I mean?

I know that it's real.

Laura and Ben are obsessed with each other.

Truly disgusting!

Actually!

And you guys are so gross as well.

-Ugh! -We try.

Well, excuse me while I go bake five million pies.

The old "Posh Pie Pop-Up", eh?

Bloody stupid name!

Crabby.

It was presumptuous of me to just sign him up

but I want everyone to know how talented he is.

I am a little surprised he's going through with it.

Well, if Callum says he'll do something,

he follows through every time.

Decidedly not like my ex.

Indecision was that man's middle name.

-Bad news? -Ah..

I think it's good news? I don't know.

I'm on an emotional roller coaster.

-I'm a little bit queasy. -What's wrong?

Well, I've been texting this guy, Richard, right?

And at first I was like, "Absolutely not!"

And then something shifted along the way.

Now he says things like, "I'm gonna wear a beret

the first time we meet," and I'm not totally horrified,

so I don't even know who I am anymore.

And now we're supposed to meet at this "Dates with Mates".

Wait, what is "Dates with Mates"?

Date five, a joyous affair where you bring your friends.

-They play matchmaker. -Oh, wow.

-Sounds absolutely horrific. -Yeah.

Can I come?

Why is everyone enjoying this so much?

Oh, blasted oven!

[Tray clatters]

Babe, we're going on Kate's next date.

Hard pass.

But before I forget, can you ask your dad to look at the ovens

when he's done putting up the lights? Anytime will do.

When he's done with the lights?

-[Emotional music] -You saw him do that?

Uh, yeah, earlier today.

-Argh! -[Door shuts]

-Dad? -In here.

You were supposed to wait for me!

-Oh, my God, what happened? -Just a little tumble. I'm fine.

Dad, what were you thinking? You... You told me you'd wait.

-You could have died! -You want me out

of the easy chair and complain when I do!

This is exactly why I can't trust you!

You tell me you'll do something and then you don't do it!

I am exhausted. I cannot relax for five seconds.

That's it, I'm putting in cameras!

-Nobody asked you to worry! -[Dramatic music]

I don't need surveillance or a babysitter.

-I'm not a child! -Then stop acting like one!

[Door squeaks open]

Hi. It's... I didn't know that you had company.

Is there a Latin aerobics class in the living room or...

No, just a little ice skating.

That's all.

Good night, both of you.

[Music continues; Mac pants]

[Door clicks shut]

I admit it wasn't my best idea, and I got myself into a mess.

But I got myself out of it.

That's all that matters, isn't it?

All right, Dad.

[Mac pants]

[Panting intensifies]

[Door shuts; he exhales heavily]

[Gentle joyful music]

[She sighs]

[Music fades]

[Phone vibrates; romantic music]

RICHARD: Can't wait to see you tonight.

-[French accordion] -Still in Paris.

Finding inspiration everywhere.

[Gentle whimsical music]

[Camera shutter clicks]

KATE: N ot Paris, but still pretty spectacular.

[Sent text tone]

[Inspirational festive music]

[Music rises and fades]

MAN: Oi!

Sorry, uh...

I...

I made this!

Lovely. Now be a dove, and get off my roof!

Straight away.

[Little Mix's "Salute", slow-tempo dance song, plays]

♪ Ladies all across the world

♪ Listen up, we're looking for recruits

♪ If you with me, let me see your hands

♪ Stand up and salute, get your killer heels

♪ Sneakers, pumps, or lace up your boots, representing... ♪

Kate and mates. Welcome to Dates with Mates.

-Laura. We spoke on the phone. -More than once.

Now, here's how it will work.

The green wristbands are for our daters looking for love.

And the red wristbands are for their mates.

It's a mixer. But your mates play matchmaker.

And before you complain, you picked your friends.

I did not.

Have fun!

[Song ends]

Well, that's fixed. [Sighs]

-Really? -Yeah.

Ah! Here...

-Your evening tipple. -Thank you.

So, no Dates with Mates for you tonight, then?

God, no. It feels weird, your friends picking your dates.

Yeah, in my day, you just met a pretty girl and fell in love.

All this dating stuff...

I suppose it has taken Kate's laser focus off me for a bit,

so I'm grateful.

Kate, she's a thorny rose.

Doesn't exactly wear her heart on her sleeve, does she?

She's in good hands with Laura tonight.

They don't-- they don't need me.

[Whimsical music]

Oh, God! Can you can lock up for me?

[Keys jangle; music ends]

-[Jazzy festive music] -KATE: See you soon...

Were you kidding about the beret?

-LAURA: Kate! Kate... -[Sent text tone]

Gary. Gary, Kate.

Gary loves sports.

-What do you play, rugby? -[Chuckles]: Pickleball, mostly.

But my true passion is the piccolo.

-[Slurps] -No, no. No. Sorry!

This is Jeffrey.

It's pronounced Joffrey. Like Game of Thrones .

I'm a big fan.

Changed my name. I used to be called Paul.

I'm really into gut health. I eat a lot of sauerkraut.

Juan!

-Craig! -Ming!

Ever heard someone nose whistle?

[Whistling a tune]

Pablo.

Preston.

Patrick.

[Whistling continues]

You know, technically, brushing your teeth is unnecessary.

SARAH: Raj.

Do you have a car I can borrow?

Ahh...

[Whistling continues]

Oh, ho...

Peter.

[Clears throat]

How do you feel about underground bunkers?

[Jazzy tune intensifies]

[Tune ends; soft background music plays]

[Gentle chatter, footsteps approaching]

There go my dreams of finding you a match.

This is excruciating!

Says the woman who forced me into this!

Fine, well, let it be said on... on this day, the 12th of...

Oh, my God, it's December 14th.

Your anniversary?

Oh, my God!

-Uh, Richard, we... -It's fine. Just go.

-Are you sure? -Go, go, go, go.

[Both hastily blow kisses]

Kate!

Oh, Oliver. Hey...

I took your advice about telling my ex how I felt.

She wouldn't take my call. Feel a bit rubbish, actually.

-Sorry. -How about you?

Well, I let myself get excited about some guy

that I've never even met. I'm kicking myself because,

you know, I knew better. I mean, I still know better.

Don't say that. Love is worth it.

Even if it stomps you down and drives you crazy,

it's worth it.

Yeah.

Was that a beret?

[Taxi engine hums]

Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey!

You think you can stand me up again?

Unbelievable. I knew you were too good to be true.

Yeah, with your-- your clever little texts

and your saying the perfect thing at the perfect time. Yeah.

I saw right through you from the very beginning.

I don't think so. What do you have to say for yourself?

I think you got the wrong guy.

Great speech, though. Cinematic.

Kate?

[Soft, emotional music]

Richard.

Fog at Heathrow. Did you get my text?

[Romantic music]

-Your text? -[Phone vibrates]

"Fog at Heathrow."

"On my way."

"I'm not standing you up again."

"Don't leave."

[Romantic music intensifies]

Can I buy you a drink?

So...

you think my texts are clever?

KATE: Did I say that? Hmm!

Yeah, I don't usually get all worked up, you know, like that.

I mean, sure, I've been known to monologue on the occasion,

but, you know, I-- I mean, in my defense,

I did think you were standing me up again.

No, I completely get it.

I made a promise and I didn't follow through.

-I should have worn the beret. -Yes, you should have.

Sorry, it's just so weird, you know, finally putting a face

to the voice in my head.

And how do I measure up?

Good! I mean, you know, fine.

Oh, I got you something.

A little memento from the City of Love.

Oh, my God. You didn't have to do that.

It's nothing fancy, but you were on my mind.

-Thanks. -SARAH: Kate.

I just saw my ex. He's here.

Oh, uhh, Sarah, this is Richard.

Hi. Whoa.

-Wow! Well done, Kate. -OK.

Anyway, I have to leave... Now.

-OK. Well... -MAN: Sarah!

Ollie.

It's so good to see you!

Are you part of the 12 Dates?

Is this one of your dates?

Actually, I'm with her.

Is this the guy?

Nuh nuh nhnn...

-You two know each other? -We went ice skating.

You two dated?

Sorry, is Sarah your ex?

[She chuckles]

I think this might be a good time

for me to get more drinks.

Perhaps I'll just come with you and you two can catch up.

Nope. No. There's nothing to talk about.

Sarah, please.

I miss you. I'll do anything.

Callum.

-Hey! -OLIVER: Who's Callum?

Her boyfriend and my best friend.

Hey-- hi-hi-he, ha-ho!

-What did I miss? -[Kate chuckles]

He's here.

Callum, I'm Oliver. I'm...

Kate's ice skating date.

Now that you're here, buy me a drink?

Bye.

Oh, this is bad.

Yeah, it's dreadful.

Let's get you some tissues.

[Door closes, footsteps approaching]

[Muffled football game on TV, baby sneezes on baby monitor]

[Tender music]

-I'm completely, utterly daft. -[Sighs]: That makes two of us.

I didn't remember until they read the date

on the evening news. [Chuckles]

How was tonight?

I'd say a total bust all round.

I thought it'd be fun peeking at the single life. But...

Not as fun and flirty as you hoped?

[Chuckles] Not at all.

It was hot and loud.

Nobody was worthy of my Kate.

-[He chuckles] -But...

there was so much possibility in the air, like...

Just think, someone might have fallen in love tonight.

Or met the person

who's going to be their lifetime partner-in-crime.

Lucky ducks.

Felt good to be on that side of the equation for a change.

[Emotional music]

-Happy anniversary. -Mhm.

-Come here. -[She sighs]

-I'm glad I married you. -[Chuckles] Yeah, you'll do.

[Upbeat festive tune]

-Thought you were baking. -The oven's busted.

Plus, I was thinking it's actually a big deal for her.

I feel like I should support. She must feel sorry for him.

Who?

-The bloke she skated with. -Oliver?

He spent the entire date crying over his ex.

Good on him for showing up, though.

I knew she'd moved on, but seeing them together...

I have to speak to her and apologize.

-No, I owe her something more. -[Dramatic music]

A big gesture.

Romantic, epic. Like getting up on this table and...

-[Music ends] -No, don't do that.

-It's much too small for you. -For you.

OLIVER: Thank you so much.

Ah...

Wait a minute. Kate's juggling two dates at once?

-What is this, Love Island ? -[Laughs]

Hold on. That's the Romeo

-with the flower, from the café. -It's quite nice.

-What are you doing? -She needs a wingman.

SARAH [Whispers]: Oh my God.

CALLUM: Hello, gents. What's going on here?

Not much, just heartbreaking agony.

[Laughs nervously]: That's funny!

He's kidding. So...

SARAH: Kate, a word?

[Richard clears throat]

-Sorry, guys. Girl chat. -[Kate sighs]

You've got to get him out of here.

-Callum? -Oliver.

-I've tried. -Well, Callum's determined

to stay and support you, so...

Ollie looks so sad.

He is sad.

He's a very, very sad man.

He just desperately wants to talk to you.

Oh, tough break, mate. I've definitely been there.

It's important to get back out there.

-His emotions seem reasonable. -[Tense music]

His ex is here with another man.

No. You're kidding.

-Oh, that's brutal. -[Voices echo]

RICHARD: Brutal. The mental images.

I'm gonna go find a bucket to drown myself in.

[Tense music stops; soft background music]

I hope your night's been better than that.

Not sure yet. [Sighs]

I remember you from the café.

You had a flower, waiting for Kate.

-Ah. -I own the place.

Oh, right.

Great latte.

Very frothy.

Thank you. We, um, try. [Chuckles]

Maybe it'll give you some closure or something.

-I have closure. -OK, I'm staying out of it.

Five minutes, that's all I'm asking.

-Can you keep Callum busy? -I...

Please? I have to talk to him to end this.

[Sighs]

Thank you. Thank you. You've got five minutes, Ollie.

Everywhere I go, I'm reminded of you.

Of us.

Walking through Hyde Park I'll think, "Oh,

in spring I'll bring Sarah here for a boozy picnic."

I'd lay down that throw you love we got in Liberty's, and...

we'd be those people in love

that everyone looks at and wishes they could be.

That's cute, Ollie, but picnics weren't our problem.

-[Tender music] -No, you're right.

What I'm trying to say is,

I couldn't imagine a future before.

It scared me.

And now it's all I can think about.

And I can't see a future without you in it.

-It's too late. -No.

It's not.

She was full-on emo. Blexford had never seen anything like it.

It really was not that crazy.

She got detention when she came to school with her lip ring.

-A fake lip ring. -That sounds pretty cool to me.

[She chuckles]

Time for another drink. Gonna find Sarah.

Uh-- You know what? I will get the drinks.

You just stay here, OK? Don't move.

Just stay here and relax.

Don't move.

[Exhales]

[Soft festive tune]

That sort of behavior is not tolerated on 12 Dates.

That sort of whistling, not appreciated.

Time to go.

SARAH: [Sighs] So he said all the right things,

but it doesn't change the past.

And I simply cannot rely on Ollie to do what he says,

so it doesn't matter anyway.

What will you tell Callum?

Nothing. There's nothing to tell.

That you don't want to tell him is exactly why you should.

There you are.

Sorry. Had to take a call.

[Tense music]

-Where is Richard? -Had to go. Said he'd text you.

Ugh. Unbelievable.

Come on.

Hey, hey, hey!

Are you seriously leaving right now?

-You had a lot going on. -I know. And I know

I may not seem like it, but I really wanted to talk to you.

Now I'm out here in the freezing cold

for the second time tonight, like a crazy person,

trying to figure out if this could be something.

But you keep leaving!

Just didn't feel like our moment.

And...

You're the only one I wanted to be with.

[Tom Grennan's "It Can't Be Christmas", romantic song plays]

♪ Send me a cupid, baby

♪ And make sure it's fast

♪ Someone save me

♪ Can't do this time of year not without you, my dear

♪ When you're gone, oh, it all turns to black

♪ It can't be Christmas

♪ I must be dreaming

♪ I see the snow

♪ Nobody's home, say it ain't true

♪ Ooh, it can't be Christmas without you

[Emotional festive music]