All language subtitles for The Christmas Chalet [2019]

Do you remember when the trains were all
late? That day when you loved your hand

The leaves were blowing down the avenue
You turned a corner and that

was that Or the night when we heard the
children Screaming out at

the monster man For one week

Great.

These are exceptional.

Really, it's perfect for our holiday
getaway page. Thanks, Nancy.

Where have you been all my life?

Home with a baby, divorced with a
teenager.

I have a guest room with an en suite if
you want to share with my mother.

You might want to leave that off your
eHarmony profile.

Well, lucky for me, I don't have one.

Well, maybe you should.

Did she get out there again?

Yeah, so you told me.

What are you doing for the holidays?

Well, I'm just, I'm really trying to
make it special for Lexi. It's our first

Christmas since the divorce.

How's that working?

Well, if she can box up blame and put it
under the tree for me, she would.

It's okay. I get it. We've had so many
traditions as a family.

It's hard for her.

Well, how about making some new
traditions?

Next year, we're promoting a small town
in Vermont called Briar Ridge as a

Christmas getaway.

It used to be primarily a farming town,
but they made a real niche with

Christmas tourism.

We're putting together a full spread.
Christmas tourism.

That's a thing. It is there.

And you need pictures?

Lots of them. We rented a chalet that
used to be a barn.

How fun is that?

Bring Lexi.

And your mom.

It'll be good for you guys.

Yeah.

Okay.

Lexi, Mom, it's time to go.

Okay. Is it ready?

Is that ready?

Mom, we only do have suitcases with
wheels, right?

Yeah, which break and tear.

You know, my day we built things to
laugh.

No need to change if this baby gets the
job done. I know, I know.

Should we get groceries?

I brought snacks.

I can't cook with snacks. Okay, well,
there's stores in Vermont, I'm sure.

go shopping when we get there. Okay.

Lexi, come on. Let's go.

Oh, my goodness. It's like watching
Dorothy leave Oz. It's only a week.

Yeah, for a teenager, that's eternity.

I would give her that dramatic.

That's true.

You were worse. Oh, please, Mom.

Lexi, come on. Let's go.

Yeah. We agreed on this.

A little bit of family time.

You're going to be positive.

Yeah, there it is.

We'll work on it.

Ready? Let's go.

Okay, does anyone want to play I Spy?

Uh, second. I'm about to win this next
level of Candy Crush.

Killed it. What about you, Lex?

Lexi!

What? Do you want to play I Spy?

Does the winner get to go home?

Oh, suck it out, Buttercup. Your friends
will be there when we get back.

I'm missing Ashley's Christmas party.

Literally everyone is going.

Well, I'm not, so not everyone is going.

Well, it is.

There will be other parties, honey.

Not with Mistletoe.

Well, Christmas is for family. We're
lucky we can spend it together. Not

everyone does.

Yeah, like Dad.

He's family. Why is it okay for him to
be alone?

Your father is fine.

That's just how much we love Christmas,
and this town is all about Christmas.

That's right. We are going to have so
much fun.

Just us girls.

I bought cards for a special Christmas
blackjack.

Amazing. Maybe afterwards we can play
old maid. Oh, wait, we don't have to.

Enough, Scrooge.

Who will personify?

Wow. Big fan of coffee.

Yes.

I'm a writer. It's our life force.

What do you write?

Novels.

Airport reads mostly.

Oh, congrats. You qualify for a free
cranberry sauce.

That's very nice, but no thank you. Oh,
come on. It's Christmas. Everybody loves

cranberry sauce.

Yeah, sure. Throw it in. Maybe I can
distill it into a crantini.

Jack Manning.

You read the Starcross series.

Yes. I love how Bo Daniels keeps two
candles lit in the window and then

sees them and regains her memory.

That's love.

It's fiction.

So what brings you to our little town?

Writing. I need to hide away from the
holidays to finish my next book.

It's hard to escape Christmas around
here.

Yeah, yeah, tell me about it.

But I'm luckily renting a place in the
country, so... Oh, well then you should

totally come to our Christmas night of
lights.

There's a winter dance and everything.
Honestly, it is the most fun you will

have all year. Well, except maybe for
the Christmas Day polar bear plunge.

I'm going to take a pass.

Yeah, you're not really a Christmas
person, are you?

I gave it away.

I'm going to give you a flyer anyway.

And if you need anything, come on by.

My name's Charlotte.

Nice to meet you, Charlotte.

You know, I can't believe this town
still has a livery.

Oh, yeah.

Oh, why, do you need to board your
horse?

I'm good.

See ya. See ya.

Hey.

My, uh, weather app shows a storm is
coming.

Maybe we should have left earlier.

Really, Mom, you think?

Well, hopefully we'll make it to the
satellite before it hits.

Uh, and what if we crash?

I've lived full life.

I haven't. My last meal, corn nuts and,
uh, something called sour patch

children. The Gaumont community will not
be attending my funeral.

Now who's being dramatic?

Well, both come by it honestly, I
figure.

Oh, no, no, no, no.

Oh, no, no, no, no.

Sorry,

Santa, this place is not big enough for
the book.

Way, uh -uh.

No, not, nope.

Absolutely not.

Holy Christmas.

Is Briar Ridge this exit or the next
one, Mother?

Oh, no, the little wheel thing keeps
spinning.

OMG, it is like the blind leading the
blind, which, frankly, is offensive

because they'd have the common sense to
stay home in the first place.

Okay, I'm just going to take the next
exit.

It stopped spinning.

Really? Oh, wait, it's spinning again.

Shaving soap.

Hey,

Steve. Jack.

Buddy, how are you?

How am I?

I'm in Briar Ridge.

I know, great, right?

Ah, tucked away from civilization, just
like you asked.

No, no, no. I asked you to get me a
place away from civilization and

and yet somehow you've managed to
imprison me in a Norman Rockwell

Best I could do with such short notice.
Besides, you should be chained to your

laptop, banging away at that final
chapter that you promised me by

How am I supposed to work in this
environment?

You know, I'm starting to feel like
you...

Do you even know how it ends? I know how
it ends.

Okay, how?

They shoot the dog.

Come on, please. You've got to give me
some credit here. That's worked once in

literary history. Give me a hint.

You're just going to have to wait.

Okay. How about this?

The grand romantic gesture.

You're great at that.

Not this time.

Jack, the publisher really wants another
star -crossed novel.

This little adventure of yours, it's
making them a little nervous.

Truly a lot.

Yeah, but see, this is going to be a
real novel, Steve.

All right? This is going to be the one
they remember me by. The only thing that

publishers remember are sales.

Star -crossed sales.

You better have a follow -up on the back
burner.

A fail -faith.

Yeah, well, thank you for the faith in
me, as always.

Hey, I got faith in you. You're like my
Starbucks.

All the times I've been in there,
they've only screwed up my latte leg

Yeah, well, this is the sound of your
vanilla soy latte hanging up on you.

Come on, don't be like that. Merry
Christmas.

Merry Christmas, Jack.

The heart needed protection to survive.

To grow.

The abyss was full of...

of something.

Oh, I'm so excited.

We are here, ladies.

It looks nice, huh?

It's going to be a very Merry Christmas.

There's supposed to be a key under the
mat.

Are you sure you've got the right
address?

Oh, well, guess we're going to have to
go home.

Aha! See, they left it open for us.
Wait, that seems strange.

What if there's a burglar? Really, Mom,
you saw the downtown.

It looks like Mayberry.

Yeah, it could be a squatter. Maybe we
should call the police.

Would you two stop thinking the worst?

It brings bad luck.

Caution never got anyone killed.

Neither did Central Heat during a storm.
Come on, it's freezing out here. Grant,

is that me?

Never leave home without it.

See? It's empty.

I thought you said there'd be
decoration.

Oh, it's supposed to be. That's what
Matthew said.

Do you smell coffee?

Ted Bundy liked coffee.

Burglars don't make coffee during a
heist.

Ow!

Ow! Look at me!

What the... What is wrong with you?

Good news, I didn't break the skin, so
no chance of scarring. Really? Because

Roger Clemens over there put a lot of
heat on it. Graham still got it.

All right. Sorry about this, but you
startled us.

I startled you? Yes. Oh, I'm the one who
should be calling the police to report

a home invasion. I don't understand.

Aren't you with the leasing company? No,
I'm not with the leasing company.

I rented this place. Who are you?

What are you doing in my chalet?

Grace Olsen.

Mitchum. This is my mother, Helen, my
daughter, Lexi. There has to be some

of mix -up because the company I work
with leased this place for the three of

us.

318 Mountain Drive?

Yes.

I've got to make a phone call.

Be my guest.

There's a phone upstairs, and the
leasing company's on speed dial. Great.

Oh, and do me a favor. Keep the sharp
objects away from your grandmother,

please.

Thank you.

Yes, I will hold again.

Yes, yeah, mm -hmm.

No, I'm sorry. That is completely
unacceptable.

You're going to have to fix it. It's
your mistake.

You're in in the morning? Great. We will
handle this in person. Thank you.

Okay.

Turns out they leased the chalet to the
both of us. And on top of that,

everything else was booked. Marvelous.
Well, since he was here first, I guess

that means we have to go home.

Hold on, not so fast. We have the same
claim that he does because I have work

do here. Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa.

I have work to do.

I have a lot of work to do. Can we talk
for a second?

Aren't we doing that now?

Over here, please.

Okay, hear me out.

I really, really need this for my
family, okay? We've been through a rough

lately, and this Christmas getaway, it
may be the healing that we need.

Look, guys, I'm sorry. Really, I am. But
I was here first.

I've already unpacked. I got groceries.

Looks like you're ready to gas station.

Slim Jim.

You still make these?

Yes. Can't you do your creative writing
somewhere else?

Creative writing?

I would hardly call a 50 ,000 initial
print run creative writing. Okay. Tell

what you wrote.

It's a series, actually.

Mm -hmm.

It's called Star -Crossed.

You're Jack Manning.

What? The Jack Manning.

I thought you looked familiar.

You're right.

It is him.

You look thinner on the jacket cover.

I had a lot of salt for lunch.

It's nice to meet you both. I am such a
huge fan.

I mean, the way you make Bo so human, it
is so good.

Especially after he does all of those...
horrible things, but he's doing them

for the right reasons. Yes, he's doing
them for love.

You got it. Bo Daniels is a dream.

You know, so is Sam Steed, but I am so
team Bo.

That's what you say, right? Team? Yep,
team Bo. You got it. And the reunion in

the Rose Garden with Amelia when he
thought that he had lost her forever.

Oh, and when they danced barefoot in the
grass, the two candles to light the

way. Oh, the twin flame.

Yes, yes. Everybody read them. Great.

So romantic.

But they really messed up with casting
Zac Efron in the movie. He was far too

young for the role. I agree.

It should have been Tom Hardy.

Yeah. Thank you. I'm sorry. You wrote
those novels, she loves.

Yeah.

Guilty.

You see, guys? You see why it's so
important for me to be here to work?

Well... We could all stay here together.

What? There are three bedrooms.

I mean, you could take one, and Lexi and
I could take the one with the bunk

beds, and Jack could have the upstairs
bedroom.

I prefer the couch. No, no, no, we don't
even know that.

Excuse me, excuse me.

This man rented this chalet for the
peace and quiet, and I'm sorry, but if

three's a crowd, then four's a stampede.

Well, it looks like nobody's going
anywhere in that dorm.

Okay, fine, fine.

Fine. Then I get the upstairs. That's
mine. Off -limits. Okay?

Okay. And we will visit the leasing
company tomorrow and try to figure out

whole mess. Fine. Okay. Let's go get our
stuff.

I can't believe we're doing this.

Except you take the top bunk. I go to
the bathroom too many times.

Every two hours, up, down, up, down.
Okay, too much information, Grandma.

Jack, I know this situation is a little
bit strange, but we don't have any food.

Just corn nuts and candy.

Well, according to, uh, Grandma? Helen.

Helen, my food selection isn't much
better.

Well, you're just lucky I'm a great
cook.

I'll treat it like a bit of a mystery
box challenge. I mean, I've always

to work with Hot Pockets.

Knock yourself out. You won't be
disappointed, and we will pay you for

groceries. Don't worry about it.

There's some wine there as well, if you
like.

Okay.

So what kind of work brings you to
Vermont at Christmas?

I'm a photographer. I work for a travel
website.

They are putting together packages to
visit Briar Ridge next holiday season.

Oh, wow.

Well, hopefully they don't advertise the
chalets because the customer service is

terrible. That's true.

Well, I'm not going to get any shots. I
mean, they were supposed to decorate

this place for Christmas and nothing.

Well, maybe you're in the wrong chalet.

How long did you book for again?

New Year's.

And you don't miss family over the
holidays? No, no.

It's just my mom and her... Fourth?

Fifth. Her fifth husband. And to be
honest, I could be alone with them or

without. I didn't mean to pry.

No, that's okay.

I'll spell you the details, though. But
if you really want to know about it, I'm

sure you can find it in some form or
another in one of my books.

You know, my daughter Alexia is like
that.

She got this assignment in fifth grade
to keep a journal.

She has been doing it ever since. In
fact, I think those notebooks know her

better than I do.

How old is she?

She is 15.

Oof. That's a fun age.

For her, anyway.

Tell me about it. She went from crayons
to lip gloss overnight. She used to

cling to my leg, and now I spend, well,
half my time trying to talk to her

through the bedroom door.

Well, we all need our space.

Yeah.

What does your dad think?

Oh, well, my ex -husband sees none of
it.

Lexi thinks he walks on water.

Ah.

Is that why you're here?

The divorce?

Tom was a lousy husband.

But he was an excellent father, and it's
just been really hard on Lexi.

I was hoping that this Christmas getaway
could make things easier for the two of

us. It can only go up from here.

I will let you know when dinner's ready.

Actually, I'm not going to eat.

I've got some work to do.

Of course, your deadline.

Yeah, deadline.

I'll be upstairs.

Enjoy.

Well, at least the plates are festive.

Hey, things are looking up.

Oh, it's just the three of us.

No, Jack?

You had to work.

You two are becoming fast friends?

What?

Sorry about the fire.

We were discussing the food situation.

Sure. All right. Get your taste buds
ready to take a walk on the wild side.

That's a fancy grilled cheese.

No, it's better. It's an improvised
Monte Cristo.

What's in it?

Slim Jim's with cheese and cranberry.
That's so good.

Where's Jack?

He had to work.

Oh, no. No. No, that won't do.

Mother, please don't do this. Uh -uh.
No, not happening.

I wanted to eat.

Woo -hoo! Jack, dinner is ready.

Oh, no thanks. I'm good.

Oh, dear.

You are too good a writer to be
punishing yourself with that nonsense.

What? It's what I do.

Well, not tonight, you don't.

You need the kind of brain food only a
Slim Jim Monte Cristo can provide.

Really, I have to work. Not on an empty
stomach.

Besides, what self -respecting author
would turn down a sandwich based on an

Alexandre Dumas classic literary tale?

You're not going to leave, even if I ask
you to, are you?

I am not.

All right.

I will celebrate my love of Dumas by
joining you for dinner. I was hoping you

would.

Evening, everyone.

Evening.

Looks delicious.

Thank you, Helen.

And congrats on finding a proper use for
the cranberry sauce.

Well, I was only brought along for my
cooking, have to earn my keep.

That is so not true, although it
certainly helps me.

It's an important skill to have.

The way to a man's heart is through his
stomach.

That's how I snagged your grandpa, God
rest his soul.

You keep that in mind with your friend
Cody.

Okay, sure thing, Griff. And Jack,
you're too thin.

Is no one cooking for you?

No, no, but thank you for saying I'm
thin.

So this is your family Christmas
vacation?

Mm -hmm. That was the idea.

Well, the best laid plans of my sin,
then. I have to go awry.

Did you know that Steinbeck didn't coin
that phrase? He stole it from a Scottish

poet. To a Mouse by Robert Burns.

Oh, what's it like being the king of YA
novels?

Uh, not that exciting.

I'm not as sappy as my story. It's quite
the opposite, actually.

Really? So, um, what do you consider a
romantic gesture?

A romantic gesture?

Shoveling someone's snow.

Oh, I don't remember reading that in
your books.

Well, because it doesn't sell. But when
you think about it, shoveling someone's

snow is a selfless act that says, I'll
make a way for you.

It's symbolic.

Yeah.

And here I was thinking Paris.

No, Paris. That's overrated. If you
shovel someone's snow or scrape the

off their windshield or warm up their
car, they say that life is in the

but I think you can find love there,
too.

Can we keep him?

You know, maybe put up a sign that says,
Lost Rider, and if no one comes to

claim him in a few weeks, he's ours. No
one will claim me, I promise you. No.

Well, he talks a good game.

So what's a romantic gesture for you?

Easy. One word.

Respect.

Respect? Please?

You only brought us here so you could
punish Dad.

But you were talking about love, so I
stand corrected.

Lexi? What?

Okay, it's true. You're the one who
broke up our family.

That's enough.

I'm not hungry anymore.

Wine, anyone?

Yes, please.

Yeah,

I wanted to apologize for that little
episode earlier.

Lexi's a good kid. Like I said, she's
having a rough time.

Well, adolescence is a rough time, but
maybe you shouldn't be the one

apologizing. Why do you say that?

I just feel like people coddle their
kids too much these days. Kids don't

real consequences.

Coddle? Okay, I didn't mean to use the
word coddle.

How about protect?

She is my daughter, and that is my job.

Hey, I didn't mean to offend you. I'm so
used to being blunt in my head that

sometimes I forget.

When we're not in your head.

Yeah.

Real person here, not one of your
characters.

I know.

It's just that I'm an observer.

That's how I write.

And sometimes I see people, and they're
hearing and not listening, or they're

viewing others the way they want them to
be as opposed to how they are.

Okay. Yeah, I get that. It's easy to say
that when you're not in the game.

But when you're in the game, you just do
the best that you can.

How many kids did you say you had again?
Okay, you know what? You're right.

That's not my place.

Hey, Dad.

Wow. She makes breakfast, too.

Nothing fancy, just French toast.

Coffee? Yes, please.

So did you get any writing done?

What can you tell me about Beau and
Amelia?

Oh, please tell me that jerk Tucker
Casey hasn't broken them up.

Actually, I'm not working on a Starcross
novel.

Really? Well, what are you working on?

Well, it's this story about a son
reconnecting with a father

he thought abandoned him.

Oh. Does it have a happy ending?

I don't know yet.

See, the son blames his father for the
failures in his own life.

And he's emotionally cut off, very
aloof, in a word, selfish.

And he has a tendency to sabotage
relationships.

Oh, he's terrified.

Okay. He's not terrified.

He's a little bit more complex than
that.

Well, maybe he learns how to trust
family again.

At Christmas?

Maybe.

You know, I'm actually striving for a
little bit more complexity in this one.

Yeah.

I'm not a writer, but I sure like
simple.

Yeah. You and 20 million other people.

Well, good morning.

Hey. Your mom made breakfast.

Oh, no, I'm good. Just having a coffee.
Ready to go?

Yeah, sure. Okay.

I'll have this later.

No, it's closed because everyone has the
flu.

Is this a joke?

Well, it is a small town. What did you
expect?

I needed this.

You keep saying that, but you haven't
actually told me why.

I am a photographer. I have a job here.
My family hasn't been on a vacation in

forever. I'm not talking about that.

Those are just details.

I'm asking for the reason, the real
reason.

Because I am afraid that I'm losing her
to him, and I can't lose her.

Okay?

You think you're going to lose her one
day? I mean, Christmas is one day. I

that, but I've got to try.

You know, I've got to start somewhere.

Okay, fine.

I'll pack up. I'll hit the wall.

Oh, and I hid the Christmas decorations
in the basement.

Jack!

What about your novel?

I should be able to write anywhere.

What am I talking about? I'm doing it
right now.

I think it's really admirable you want
to do something nice for your daughter,

Grace.

I hope it works out for you.

I know something that might help.

What's that?

You.

Oh, if you stayed. I mean, Lexi wants to
be a writer because of you, and I think

she uses the writing to process her
feelings. It would really be good for

you stayed.

You want me to stay with you?

With all of you? All of us together?

I don't know.

Why should the rental company be the
only one to benefit from this mix -up?

And nobody should be alone at Christmas.

I do like the view.

You'd have to respect my boundary.

I'm on a deadline.

Of course.

All right.

How does this work?

Paint me a picture.

I get the upstairs, your mother's still
cooked, I'll buy groceries, but no

Christmas decorations.

Yes, and everything except the Christmas
decorations. You can have your Grinch's

lair upstairs, but we get to decorate
the rest of the house. Fine, but no

Definitely a tree, and we split
groceries. You can have a tree, but no

music, and I'm firm on this one.
Christmas music until 5 p .m., because

mother needs it to bake the cookies.
This is a negotiation. You're supposed

actually give me something. I am giving
you something. I'm giving you cookies.

Deal.

I guess we should get some groceries.

Great. I'm just going to get my camera,
get some pictures.

Have you always loved photography?

Yeah. Yeah, it was a hobby that became
more in the last year of my marriage. An

escape, I guess.

What do you love about it?

It's easy. You can make the perfect
frame.

And what if reality doesn't live up to
the expectations?

Well, you make it so. You construct it.
You build the perfect picture.

You manufacture the ideal.

That's not right.

It's a lot like writing YA novels.

Oh, my goodness.

There's a town livery.

Okay, I love horses.

I gotta go over there. I'm gonna take
some pictures, okay?

Hey, look, just like your book.

I thought you didn't read my books.

Oh, Lexi told me.

Sadly, it's just one.

You need two candles for 20 flames.

Aren't they sweet?

Yeah.

I think this guy likes me.

Just have to be gentle. Show no fear.
They pick up on it.

Not scared.

Maybe a little.

Would you grow up on a farm or
something?

No. We used to take Lexi riding when she
was a little girl. She loves horses

too.

Those were good times.

Family outings.

I can't say I know much about those.

My dad left when I was really young.

My mom had a different boyfriend every
month.

She preferred over me.

I find that hard to believe.

No, I'm serious.

This one time, she canceled a trip to
Disney World to cart me off to Augusta,

Georgia, so her boyfriend, Clyde, could
watch The Masters.

Let me tell you, that is a thrilling
trip for a seven -year -old.

What about Christmas?

I got gifts, I guess, but it was just
another day.

I never really saw the magic in the
season.

Well, we are going to change that.

Oh, you are, are you?

You're not that powerful.

Three generations of Mitchum women and
this town?

You don't stand a chance, Mr. Grinch.

Do you think you've seen Christmas?

Because you ain't seen nothing yet.

Really? Come with me.

Bye, horses.

The way.

What'd I tell you?

Pretty perfect.

Oh, thank you.

You coming in?

Ta -da.

Wow. Hello again.

Hi.

Your store is amazing. How old is it? We
opened in 1901.

There's been several renovations since
then.

The original owner used to live in a
room above the store.

Where the candle is. Yes, ma 'am. It's
our way of honoring him.

We're getting it.

Oh, do you mind if I take a picture of
your Christmas display? It's for a

website. Oh, no. Go ahead.

Thank you.

Looks like you caught a little Christmas
spirit.

I wouldn't go that far.

More like the chalet rental double
booked.

Lucky you.

Is there a tree lot nearby?

You don't waste any time, do you?

It was part of the deal. Yes. Right next
to the llama farm.

The... The llama farm.

We're going.

It's going to be fabulous.

Great. Great.

Merry Christmas.

Hi. Excuse me. This here is sold out.
Are you getting any other season?

Nah, God says it's our last day.

Sorry. Merry Christmas, folks.

Merry Christmas.

Oh, wow.

Still Christmas, even without a
Christmas tree.

I know, it's just, well, never mind.

What?

Lexi and I, that popcorn garland thing
was, well, it was really special to us.

It's stupid.

Not stupid.

Do you ever feel that no matter what you
do, you are never going to win?

I won't pretend to know about parenting.
I'm not going to make that mistake

again.

But I know what it's like to be an angry
kid.

Punched a hole in my bedroom wall once.

Great. Is that what I have to look
forward to?

I don't know.

Probably not.

But I broke four bones.

Eventually it healed, and now I'm
stronger than ever. I got a grip like a

superhero.

She's going to come out of this.

She's going to come out stronger.

I hope so.

Hey, can I ask you something?

And you don't have to answer if you
don't want to, but... Did you find

else in your marriage?

Is that why she's so angry?

I did wake up next to someone else.

My husband.

The man that I thought I knew. I didn't
know him at all. He'd been cheating on

me with our dental hygienist.

I am a walking cliché, right?

No. No.

Cliché would be the nanny.

Lexi doesn't know about the affair.

You're going to find out eventually.

I know.

And it's going to break her heart.

I suppose that's why I'm delaying the
inevitable.

That's love.

Take the hit.

So she doesn't have to.

Hit or stay?

Stay.

Oh.

You're getting too good at this.

We're here.

Oh, they return with groceries.

That bridge?

Graham's teaching me blackjack.

Are those chips?

Well, a girl's got to learn sometime.

Wow.

Uh, so are we staying?

We all are. As in Jack?

Yep. Look, I know this was supposed to
be a girl's trip, but...

If it's any consolation, I've been told
that I'm very, very sensitive.

And Christmas is for sharing.

Well, it doesn't really feel like
Christmas.

When are we getting our tree?

Yeah, about that, honey.

The lot is sold out. So no tree, no
friend, no dad.

There isn't even cable here.

This is officially the worst Christmas
ever.

Hey, I taught you blackjack.

Enjoy. Hey.

You're not coming out here for a smoke,
are you?

I'm 15, and no, I don't smoke.

Too bad.

Graham, do you smoke?

No.

No, it's terrible for you.

Although I have been known to do a few
terrible things now and then.

Really? Yeah, like the time I told your
mother that if she didn't start

listening to me, I was going to return
her to the adoption agency.

Mom's not adopted.

I know.

I was angry.

Like you are now.

I don't know why she's punishing me.

Oh, honey, nobody is punishing you but
yourself.

You know, you give the stink eye long
enough, that's all you see.

Come on.

Let's change the view.

I want to show you something cool I
found. Come on.

Hey.

Just around about here.

It's a little mucky, so watch your feet.

Watch your footing.

Okay, here it is.

This is it.

Is it like a wagon? No, it's an old
sleigh.

Hey, it's seen better days. But
remember, this used to be a barn, and

that there were horses.

It's your mom.

Ever tell you about the Christmas that
your grandfather took us on a sleigh

ride? No. Your grandfather had just been
laid off from the plant, and it looked

like it was going to be a pretty slim
Christmas, but he was determined to make

it special for his little girl, and he
knew how much your mom loved horses.

So, on Christmas morning, your mom wakes
up to the sound of a neighing horse,

and she looks out the window.

And there is a horse -drawn sleigh.

Oh, and we rode all day.

Laughing all the way? Yeah, we
absolutely did.

One of the best days ever.

Dad was always promising he'd get Mom a
horse.

Yeah, well, your dad made a lot of
promises he didn't keep.

Never broke a promise to me.

Well, you're his little girl and always
will be.

You know, being a father and a husband,
two different things.

And your dad is a really good father to
you.

And you're lucky to have that special
bond.

I just don't know why things have to
suddenly change after all these years.

Oh, Lexi. If something falls apart,
trust that something stronger is coming

together.

That's right, Grandma.

And be kind to your mother.

This isn't easy for her.

You are her world.

We don't even have a Christmas tree.

We can't make the popcorn, Carlin.

Hey! It's Christmas.

Anything can happen. It's not over yet.

Corn's like dinner's ready in ten
minutes.

Thanks, City.

Wow. I know how you do that.

You just... You find the beauty in the
rest of the background.

Oh, they have horses.

Yeah, a mare and her colt. Isn't that
great?

They're really good.

Thank you.

Sorry for the stink eye.

You've been talking to Grandma.

Are you so mad at me?

Honey, I've never mad at you.

You are the most important thing in the
world to me.

Why did you get divorced?

Oh, honey.

I'm sorry.

I beg you.

I don't know. A million different
reasons.

And you know what? None of them are
going to be good enough for you.

Friends that you broke promises?

Yeah. Well, when two people are unhappy,
a lot of things get broken.

That's how you know it's time to move
on.

You do seem happier working as a
photographer.

Oh, yeah. Well, you know what I am?

Because I love it.

It's my little creative outlet.

Can I get paid to be a writer? Of course
you could.

If you work hard enough and never give
up.

Absolutely.

Ashley thought I wouldn't make any
money.

Ashley.

It's just as important to make a life as
it is a living.

And if writing is what you want to do,
then you go for it, my girl.

And look at Jack. I mean, he's on the
bestseller list.

You think he'd look at my work?

Maybe. Maybe ask him.

Dinner's ready.

But Jack shoot me in here. He says he's
got a big surprise.

Really? Really.

All right, everybody.

Close your eyes.

Come on.

Okay.

Eyes closed. No peeking.

Eyes closed, please. No peeking. What
are you up to? Just a thing. Just a

And we're walking, we're walking, we're
walking.

We're not peeking, but we're still
walking, we're walking. Just a little

farther, this way, this way, this way.

Okay, keep going, just a couple more
steps, all right?

And open your eyes.

Oh, his eyes!

I mean, I know it's not a real tree,
but... I love it.

It is missing one more thing.

Popcorn garland?

Yeah.

Popcorn is in my culinary repertoire.

Jack, you've done good.

Thank you.

Come on, Lexi, help me get the dinner
up.

Thank

you.

Thank you.

Mother and child Holy infant So

tender and mild Sleep in heavenly

peace Sleep in heavenly

peace Bravo!

Yay! Not only do you sell Christmas, but
you deliver it too.

Yeah, we'll hit every home in Briar
Ridge before the night is through.

Isn't that right, Andrew?

Yep. I feel your pain.

She drags me everywhere, too. I heard
that. Yeah, me too.

We'd better go.

Merry Christmas, everyone.

Merry Christmas!

Merry Christmas! Thank you!

Yeah, okay. I'll hand it to you now. All
right.

Okay. Now, here, give me this side.

Okay. Okay.

Are you sure this is all the
decorations?

I mean, there might be some more
somewhere. I'm not sure. It's a big

I have an idea.

Remember when I was younger and you had
us write down wishes and then put them

in the glass ornament?

We should do that. I'm already on it. I
love it. And then we can paint them like

we used to. That means another trip to
the North Pole, a .k .a. the general

store. Sounds good.

Here we go.

Hey,

here you go.

Oh, no, that's a family thing. You guys
go ahead.

It's Christmas. You're family.

Come on.

Okay.

I think I have a really good wish.

Everybody ready?

Ladies first.

Where to go, where to go, where to go?

Great. Here.

Perfect. Look at that.

Very good.

Well, it's time for bed.

Come on, bunkmate.

Night, night, everyone.

Night.

See, that was fun.

Yeah, it really was.

I didn't even expect it to be.

Wow.

I'm sorry, are you sure you're feeling
all right? You're really optimistic

now.

Oh, sorry, I've got to take this.

Yeah, yeah.

Hey. Hey, buddy.

Sorry to call you so late, but I know
you're on night owl.

Yeah, it's okay. What's up? Hey, I'm
sorry to call so late. Something

The publishers have been interviewing
potential ghost writers for Starcrossed.

What? Why? I just, I couldn't leave him
alone at Christmas.

Don't be reactive.

I'm not being reactive.

Just focus on the present. Lexi, the
rest... We'll sort itself out. Okay.

Thanks.

I

don't

mean to be greedy, but I hope he can
deliver.

Where did all that come from? From under
Jack's bed.

He said it didn't fit in the closet.

Oh, the Grinch's heart grew three sizes
last night. Yep. He was actually very

cute about it. He's Jack Manning. You'd
think he was cute if he was reciting the

alphabet. Well, I think you have me
confused with yourself.

Mom. Oh, calm down.

He went to town early this morning and
Lexi's still in bed.

Hey, help me decorate. I've already got
the garland up.

I think we could use a few more
ornaments up there.

All right, and just for the record.

Jack and I are just friends.

Well, you can say that, but you can't
hide that chemistry.

I haven't seen you look this radiant
since you were pregnant.

Mom. Wait, you're not. No, I am
definitely not radiant.

This trip has nothing to do with me.

It's about Lexi, period. Well, I think
she'd understand crushing.

I am not crushing.

Since when did you start saying
crushing?

I'm hip. I like to keep up.

I think the very fact that you say hip
means that you're not keeping up.

Wait a minute. Are you talking about
Cody?

Well, she's texting someone all night.

Don't tell me that. I mean, I remember
when she used to follow her feet with

etch -a -sketch.

Relax. I don't think she's rushing into
marriage.

Are we so sure? She has our DNA.

I was 21 and you were 18. We had no idea
who we were yet. Well, maybe if you're

more honest with her about divorce, she
won't jump into marriage.

When does a mother stop judging?

When she's six feet under.

prerogative. You have it too.

But my opinion doesn't matter. Your
happiness does. It always has and always

will.

Is this your way of giving my divorce
your blessing?

Maybe. Is this your way of asking for
it?

Maybe.

Oh, Grace.

You're raising Lexi with care and love.

Sometimes at your own detriment, which
is so admirable.

I'm proud of you.

In awe, actually.

Really? Yeah.

Thank you.

You know, I think there should be a
sign, Parents at Your Own Risk.

If there were, there'd be no more
children.

That's true. And then what would Santa
Claus do?

Not to mention all those elves he
employs.

Mom, I love you.

Okay.

I am going to find Lexi, see if she
wants to go take pictures with me. Maybe

she'll...

Maybe you can talk to her about Jack,
too.

Goodbye, Mother.

What do you even want to take pictures
of? Such a bunch of snow.

We're going to take a ride.

Enjoy the scenery.

Give me that, Mom.

Let's promise each other something. Two
hours, no screen. Can you give me that?

It's my Christmas wish.

Fine. Yes.

It's going to be fun.

Time is cute.

It is, right?

I hear that it was founded in the 1700s.

Yep. Tell me about Cody.

You don't like segues, do you?

Not when it comes to you, honey.

I don't know. I like him.

Like, more than like.

Do you know how he feels about you?

I don't know. I mean, I think he likes
me, but...

I'm not sure. I mean, we talk all the
time, but to be honest, I'm too scared

ask him.

Why were you hoping for your mistletoe
moment?

Is this your first kid?

Mom, it's not a big deal. You only get
the first one once. You have to make

that he is worth it.

Well, was yours worth it?

Definitely not.

His gum ended up in my mouth. Donna, I
can't even chew grape gum to this day.

Oh, ew!

I totally have whipped cream all over
now. Yep.

Here we go.

Now that is like the Tom Hardy of
snowmen.

Really? I was thinking Zac Efron.

Oh, Jack, where have you been all day?

Oh, I just went into town to do some
writing, change the scenery.

Yeah? Did you hear anything interesting?

No, no, not like our trip.

Hey, less talking, more stick.

Yes, ma 'am. How is your book coming
along? I'm almost finished, but I don't

want to force it. The characters are
going to leave me there.

Sounds good.

You're on. Great.

Let's give this gentleman some arms so
he can swing around lampposts and stuff.

Right? Isn't that what they do?

Yeah, of course. Thank you. Thank you
very much. That's what they do.

Okay.

Yeah. Still need something more.

Jack? What do you think?

Need that?

Skirt? No, of course not.

You know what?

It's going to look much better on him.

Perfect.

There we go. What do we think?

I think it's great. Let's take a
picture. Yeah, let's take a picture.

time.

No, man!

Okay, okay. One for Instagram.

Fine, but I get it back.

Okay,

selfie time.

Honey,

what's wrong?

Um, Cody.

He and Ashley, um...

So did Lexi want a plate?

Oh, she is locked away. Whatever she saw
on that phone really took its toll.

You think she'd talk to me?

No offense, Mom, but when I was her age
and you gave me advice, it never helped.

Never have kids, Jack.

You go through labor for 36 hours and
they repay you with brutal honesty.

I'm sorry, but it's true.

Well, nuts to you.

I got a brandy and a game of Candy Crush
calling.

Wait, you brought brandy?

Yep, and I'm not sharing.

So you may want to bring your daughter
some cookies and, you know, gently

her that I like to go to bed early.

Okay, Mama. Okay.

All right. Night.

She won't talk to me.

breaks alone.

I disagree.

The problem is that we can't hear it, so
we don't always know.

I'm probably the worst person to give
advice on love.

I think you're the best person.

Right.

Don't worry, honey. At your absolute
best, you'll never be right for the

person.

Or, even at your absolute worst,

You'll always be perfect for the right
one.

You know, I think I'm just going to
check on Mike. Right, yeah. Good idea.

Lex?

I brought you cookies.

Your favorite. Red and green M &M's.

Oh, honey, you want to talk about it?

I would say... As I posted a video of,
um...

Eric Cody kissing under mistletoe.

Because he liked her all along.

I'm so stupid. You are not stupid.

Move over. Mom's coming up.

Oh, my sweet girl.

Hey.

Talk to me.

It really, really hurts.

I know.

I know it does, honey, but... You know,
that's why they call them crushes.

They were never meant to be easy.

But they do make us stronger.

Because I'm your dad, Phil.

Multiply that by a hundred.

Maybe a million.

And we survive.

I know that it feels like your world is
ending, but it is just beginning, and

there will be many more Codys, only ones
that won't break your heart.

Is that so sure?

I just know that there will be.

Guess I need a new Christmas wish.

Well, Christmases are full of surprises.

Maybe you will get something better.

Honey, save those kisses for someone who
deserves them.

Not somebody that chews gum.

I'm pretty sure that Cody has a big time
gum chore.

Yeah, me too.

Oh, um, I called Dad earlier.

You don't mind?

Not at all. You talk to him.

Okay. I love you.

What is with your family and sneaking up
on people?

I was here first.

How's it coming?

I'm done.

I sent a draft off to my agent.

Congrats. How do you celebrate?

With wine.

Just a glass, though.

Hemingway would be very disappointed.

What are you doing up so late?

Writing.

Hard to sleep with Grandma snoring.

Is that? I thought it was the radiator.

Could I ask you a writing question?

Yeah, sure.

Where do you get your inspiration?

My inspiration?

The fall.

The fall.

Like the season?

No, no, not the season.

Like, from pain.

You know, going through hard times.

Because when you think about it, What do
you really know about yourself unless

you've been through something really
dark, right? I mean, that's what it

to be human. That's storytelling.

Like heartbreak.

Yes. That's number one on life's crappy
hit list.

Yeah. Sucks.

Don't I know it?

Really?

Yeah. I've had my heart broken. Many
times.

Badly.

It's not just girlfriends. I mean,
family can be

brutal.

Yeah.

Harsh. You got a good one.

You're lucky.

One of the traps a lot of writers fall
into is they think what's in here is the

same as what's out there.

What's out there is messy and
complicated and painful and

beautiful.

And if you have the courage to embrace
that,

that amazing chaos, that's

going to elevate your writing. It's
going to make your characters come to

Yeah, well, nothing I write is going to
get my parents back together.

Maybe not.

But if you let it, maybe it'll bring you
back together.

Would you read some of my stories?
They're super short, and I'd really love

advice from a pro.

Yeah, I'd be honored.

Absolutely. Thank you.

Well, I better get to bed.

Thanks, Jack.

Oh,

hey.

There's this Christmas thing in town.
I'm sure my mom would love to go.

Well, I was thinking all of us, maybe.

Yeah, sure. That'd be fun.

Cool.

Hey, Jack.

If you and...

My mom ever... You know.

Don't break her heart.

Okay?

She's not a writer.

Oh, um, and don't chew gum either.

Chew gum.

Trust me.

We good?

We good.

Well... Yeah.

Hi, Charlotte.

It's Jack Manning.

I need a little assist with something.

Yeah, you're right.

This is fun. I told you.

Oh, but you want real fun. There's
dancing at the pavilion.

Really?

Oh, by the way, this prize is all set
for tomorrow.

Thank you for your help with that.

Smile!

It's Christmas!

Hey, Andrew wants to show me a light
walk. Can I catch up with you guys

Of course.

We'll be at the pavilion.

Well, goodbye, Cody. Hello, Andrew.

Well, yeah, that's the pavilion, right?
Yep, the pavilion.

Before this goes any further, Jack, I
have to ask you a question.

Okay. Grace is strong, but she's still
vulnerable.

And I need to know, are you Bo Daniels
or Tucker Casey?

Those are characters in my books. Are
you a saint or a scoundrel?

Because you're a player.

I am kindly asking you to skip this
turn.

Player.

Helen, I'm not even in the game.

You wanna know the truth?

I like your daughter.

I really do.

And every moment I spend with her... I
understand why you named her

Grace.

What are you waiting for, Jack?

Ask her to dance.

Hey. Hey.

I noticed you weren't dancing. No. And,
you know, I'm not dancing either, so

maybe you'd like to... I would love to.
Dance? All right.

Yeah, I'll just... I haven't done this
in a long time.

Me neither.

Should we talk about last night?

I don't know what to say.

You could say goodnight.

You wouldn't.

Tell Lexi, tell me that you're reading
some of her stories.

Yeah.

She's... She's not talented.

I hope she sticks with it.

Well, whatever you said to her last
night, it definitely encouraged her.

What did she say that we talked about?

Heartbreaks. And how they fuel the
writer's imagination.

But you know what?

The opposite is true too.

Okay, keep your eyes closed, everybody.
Eyes closed.

Eyes closed. Watch the step. Watch the
step. Here we go. One more step. Here we

go. Okay.

Eyes closed. No peeking. No peeking. And
surprise!

Oh, gee, look at that!

Oh, it was a wreck before!

Anybody up for a sleigh ride?

I used to do this as a kid. My father, I
just... How did he know?

I overheard Lexi and Helen talking about
it, so I made some calls.

This town is incredibly helpful when it
comes to surprises.

I don't know what to say.

You don't have to say anything.

Shall we?

Yeah.

Oh my God, look at that. It's amazing.

It's a wonderful life, and I don't think
wild horses or a sleigh pulled by them

could drag Lexi away from texting
Andrew.

Well, it's their loss, because I think
that fire is the best fire I've ever

in my entire life.

Lucky me.

That's good.

It's from a can.

It's just how I like it.

You know, the sleigh ride earlier really
took me back. It was from another

lifetime. Your dad seems like he was a
great guy.

He was.

And, um... How are you?

I don't know.

I'm a plagiarist.

I mean, that was his idea. I just stole
it.

No, you made it happen.

I just thought...

Dad's here.

What?

Your ex is here?

I have no idea why, and I should
maybe... I'm going to have to take care

this.

Yeah,

sure. Sorry. Should I... Maybe I'll just
give you some time. Okay. I'll be here.

Okay.

Hey, Dad.

There's my girl.

Tom. What are you doing here?

It's Christmas.

I want to be with my family.

Right, well, I shouldn't have with all
the gifts.

Please. I want to spoil my girls.

Hey, haven't got some for Helen.

Well, I didn't get you anything.

Just being here is enough.

Honey, your father and I need to speak
for a moment, okay, Tom?

Please?

Why are you here?

Because I love you.

Because I love my family.

You made your choice.

Look, I was stupid, okay? I was so
stupid, and I am... I'm so sorry.

If I could take it all back, I would,
but I'm not giving up on 18 years,

Not for one mistake.

Please, don't give up on our family.

Look, I'm here now, and that is what is
important.

I don't want our daughter to grow up and
not know her home.

Tom!

Well, I'll be.

Who says the devil doesn't celebrate
Christmas?

I miss that place.

Christmas is about being with family,
and I am so very lucky to have such

special ladies in my life.

Where's Jack?

He's upstairs.

Who's Jack?

Jack Manning.

He's our daughter's favorite author.

There was a mix -up at the leasing
office, and he ended up sharing the

with us.

Yeah, he's the one that wrote the
Starcross series.

Handsome as he is charming.

I'll go get him.

You're leaving?

I can't say.

Yes, you can.

Tom knows you're here.

Not just about this really awkward
situation.

Then what?

My dad left us. And every Christmas, I
only had one wish.

That he'd come back, say he was sorry,
and

that he would love us again.

I never got my wish.

So if that means that I have to leave in
order for a family to stay together,

then that's what I'm going to do.

Now I know where Bo Daniels gets his
nobility from.

I'm nothing like him.

No.

You are far better.

Would you make sure that Grace gets
this, you know, when the time's right?

I just wish things were less
complicated.

Me too.

Where's Jack? His agent called.

Said he had to go back to the city.

Really? On Christmas?

What a shame. I was really looking
forward to meeting this charming writer.

sure he's got some fancy parties to
attend. You know, they lead these

adventurous lives like Hemingway,
Kerouac, Hunter S. Thompson.

Yeah.

Jack's nothing like them, though, Dad.

He asked me to give this to you.

Give me a minute.

So, what have you and your mom been up
to?

Oh, we went on a sleigh ride. A sleigh
ride, really?

Yeah, Jack took us.

Your mother always loved horses.

Yeah.

Weren't you going to get her one?

Lexi, we live in the middle of
Manhattan.

What are we going to do with a horse?

Let me just clarify something.

Jack just left. He's just a friend,
right?

What does it matter to you?

Well, Helen, it matters because it's
Christmas, and it's not exactly a great

time to parade a new boyfriend in front
of our daughter.

What would be a better time, Tom?

Maybe at Lexi's next dental appointment.

Helen, please stop.

With, um, what was her name? Chelsea?

No, I don't.

What does that mean, Dad?

Did she cheat on Mom?

Lexi. Did she?

You cheat on Mom.

Dad.

Yeah.

I made a huge mistake, which I deeply
regret.

This whole time, I... I blamed you.

I'm so sorry. I'm so sorry. Sweetie,
it's okay.

Your father and I love you very much.

Yeah, that'll never change.

Look at me. Hey, we're just the
background.

You're the beauty.

Yeah. When you're, um... When you're
ready to talk, you know where to

find me.

Sorry.

Charlotte? Charlotte?

Up here.

Do you know of any other places around
here to rent?

It's holiday season. Everyone's booked
solid.

Why? What happened?

Gracie's ex -husband.

Even her room.

I just need it for a couple nights.

We have the room above the store.

Yours, no charge.

What do you say?

I'll take it.

Thank you.

Can't leave, huh?

This place has a way.

I can leave, just... Not at Christmas.

Grace, please don't take my leaving as
an escape, but more of a... confession.

I never equated love with Christmas, but
you and your family have proven

otherwise. In return, I...

I want to give you the respect that you
deserve.

Maybe we were always destined to meet at
our crossroads.

Yours, Jack.

Jack, wow.

Powerful stuff.

You know, I thought I had seen your best
hard stuff, too.

If only you were mine.

You think it'll give you any leverage?

And then some.

But I do have just one suggestion.

What? Just hear me out.

We've been on this rollercoaster, this
emotional rollercoaster for this whole

time with the father and son.

Don't you just think they should
reconcile in the end? I mean, the son's

looking for the father this whole time.

Don't you want him to find him?

Life doesn't always work out. Okay, but
something to restore the family,

metaphorically at least.

I mean, otherwise, Jack, it's a bit of a
downer.

Okay, look.

I'm feeling like we need a little
epilogue, a little saving grace for the

to walk away with. It's in there.

Trust me.

Okay. Not convincing you.

Let's run it up the flagpole with the
publishers.

Merry Christmas, Steve.

Merry Christmas, Jack.

You okay?

Yeah, of course, honey.

I'm with you.

And it's Christmas.

I'm talking about Jack.

Oh, honey, you know, sometimes happy
endings only happen in books.

Besides, crushes make us stronger,
right?

All is not lost.

What is it? Uh, Andrew said the store is
closed.

Why are they burning candles?

They always keep a candle in the window
to honor the original author. Yeah, but

there are two.

Jack!

What are you doing here?

Well, we went for a hot chocolate and,
um... I saw the candles.

It's like your book.

What about Tom?

Tom went back to the city.

Jack, I'm not much of a writer.

But I know how I want the story to end.

How's that?

The girl tells the boy that she loves
him.

They fall into a kiss that's only for a
moment.

But that lasts for a lifetime.

You're one hell of a writer.

Well, I think I'm learning from the
best.

So what do you say?

Will you come back to the cellar with
me?

I never left.

I know I'm home When there's no thoughts
on my

face

And I long for your embrace.

Warm inside your arms every Christmas
time.

It's you.