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Katie said he disappeared for a couple
of days and didn't know it, something

like that. He's going through some
stuff.

In his way back machine.

I found Livia.

She lives in the past.

Where?

Let's go visit your father.

Frank?

Master. Yeah, what?

You want to hurt me?

You know why?

Why? Because when you grow up, you're
going to try to kill me.

Good morning, Dad.

What do you want?

Give an apron.

Yeah. Turn it on.

I just don't want anything to happen to
my family. Neither do I.

Who are you? Your brother's been shot.
The hell are you guys doing to me? Now

you're even going to die from a lethal
injection and my brother over there is

going to blow your head off.

I'm glad we could use some more. We're
using fennel seeds. Fennel seeds?

Fantastic.

Do you even know what that is?

I have no idea.

I'm not complaining, but do we need more
cookies?

Well, we've got the carolers and about
20 neighbors coming over. And, you know,

the Christmas rule.

Feed them until they drop.

So, yeah.

When do you go to the station?

Mom's train gets in about noon, so I
guess pretty soon.

Zach, I left my keys on the dresser.
Could you get them for me? Sure.

How are you feeling?

I'm fine.

And you're okay with all this? The
party, you know, my mom coming?

Yeah, because I'm fine.

It's a lot, especially after what you've
been through.

You're the one who got shot, Dan.

What Aiden Bennett did to you is far
worse than what he did to me.

Well, that's sweet, but the big scar on
your shoulder feels different.

We can call the party off.

Just have a peaceful day with the
family.

Your mother's coming. So peaceful?

I don't think that's an option.

Listen, what I really want is just a
big, happy, noisy Christmas.

All right.

Okay.

Can I have one of these? Not if you want
to keep to hand.

I'm serious.

Hey. Thank you, and Merry Christmas.

Dan, I hate to bug you on the holidays,
but I need you to come down here.

What's it about?

I'll tell you when you get here.

Danny Vass. Sir, where have you been
hiding these past few weeks? Nancy

Did you miss me? No. How's your
shoulder? Better. Where's Hugh?

Hold up in his office, I think.

Hello.

Had a meeting with Dennis Hombacher this
morning.

He's cutting editorial staff by 25%.
Effective today.

Today? It's Christmas Eve, Hugh. Dennis
doesn't want to carry an oversized

payroll into the new fiscal year.

This evidence package will be the
standard. Two weeks pay for every year

paper. Cobra will provide three months
health coverage.

You say I'm fired. You'll need to dump
your hard drive onto a zip because

they're going to confiscate your
computer. I'm sorry, Dan.

I'm sorry.

Wow.

So what are you going to do?

Well, I'm out.

I told Don Barker I wouldn't cut any
people.

Well, that's one of the things I told
him.

You all right?

Yeah.

No.

That's for you.

Merry Christmas.

Yeah.

What's the news, Stan?

Is it true? Are they cutting staff? Yep,
25%. Five?

That's crazy.

Even for Anbacher.

Who's being let go?

Me. I'm gone.

Dan, I'm so sorry. Did you hear any
other names?

Hugh's gone, too. I don't know who else.

Armbacher's going to make some kind of
announcement around 5.

I'll tell you, one person's not getting
cut.

As long as Armbacher runs this paper,
she'll be here.

You don't know that?

Danny, we all love Nancy, but she bought
the job on her knees.

That's what I'm saying.

But... Screwed himself.

Little Dennis Armbacher.

It's all right.

Hey, I'm Barker. That's it? Can't do it.
We can't cut 25 % of the newspaper

staff. We'll kill it. I'm not killing
anything.

I'm eliminating inefficiencies. Yeah,
inefficiencies like me.

Let's not make this personal.

It's pretty personal already.

All right, since you asked, your work
product's down 30 % over the last four

months. That speaks for itself, I'm
afraid.

I've been at this paper for 12 years. I
have earned my place. For which you will

receive a generous severance package and
a thank you.

to get you started?

Absolutely. All right.

Have I seen you around the office?

Don't think so. Jane Carson, UPI. All
right.

Well, Merry Christmas, Jane Carson, UPI.
Nancy Stokes.

Nancy? Yeah, that's right.

Okay. Do I know you?

No. Are you a reporter yet?

Copy girl. But helpful.

How did you know I wanted to be a
reporter?

Just a hunch.

Yeah? All right.

Well, look, have fun.

And you, Nancy.

I don't remember your office being this
much fun.

It isn't anymore.

That's 1948.

Truman beats Dewey, in case you're
wondering.

Does that account for that dress?

No, just celebrating the holiday.

Did you get the year?

It's Christmas Eve, 1979.

Why so short? It's a gimme. This is a
big night. See that man over there?

Merritt Ambacher? He was the publisher
of the paper. He ran the place for four

years. A real old newshound.

He is going to die for that. Here? In
his office.

Christmas Eve in the saddle, if you
believe the legend.

There's a woman with him when he dies?

It's always been a rumor.

Do you know who?

Allegedly her.

Oh, jeez, sorry. My fault.

Frank Vassar, we met?

Yeah, Dan Carson, UPI. We talked a
couple years back.

Yeah. Yeah, yeah, yeah. Well, if you'll
excuse me. Sorry.

Something tells me your mom is not at
this party. Nope.

It's a pretty big night for my dad, too.

Why?

Because tomorrow he's going to leave my
family.

Hello. Merry Christmas.

Oh, what smells so good?

We made cookies. We did. Hey, Jeff, can
you help Teresa put the presents under

the tree? Okay. Thanks.

Yeah. Sweet.

Can I talk to you for a second? Yeah.

These cookies do smell good. Did you run
wild with the fennel seeds again? Yeah,

listen, your mom just called. She's at
the station.

Dan was supposed to get a cab and pick
her up, but I guess he never showed up.

Any idea where he went?

No. That's not good. What's going on?

Oh, just like a little mix -up with the
reception committee for my mom. It's not

a problem. I'm going to go get her.

I thought Dan was going to do that. He
probably played. Don't worry. I'll be

back in half an hour.

Thanks.

The hostages of the American Embassy in
Tehran were gathered together.

I don't know what he's thinking.

Are you okay?

Yeah.

Last time I saw you, you had a hole in
your shoulder and a fever of 105, so why

do I think that's not true? I'm fine.

Granted, I still can't raise my arm all
the way over my head, and whenever I try

and talk to Katie about Aiden Bennett,
she starts baking. Oh, and I got fired,

apart from that. Happy holidays.

Fired? Why?

My work product's down because instead
of filing stories in 2007, I've been in

1982 and 77 and 1994 solving other
people's problems.

I'm sorry, Dan.

Let's just do the job. So we keep old
man Armbacher alive, and if that means

giving his pants zipped and, okay,
gross, it looks like that's the

No, I don't think that's it. I don't
care what people say. Nancy Stokes

sleep with Merritt Armbacher to get a
job. She's too smart, too good. She

need that kind of help.

Okay, so we keep the old man alive
without worrying about his zipper.

Think of something else.

What?

My dad.

Maybe getting him to stay with my
mother. You know that's not how this

Dan. Why not?

Because you don't change your own
future. It's bad news.

I don't think the news would get much
worse.

You really want to find out?

I'm not going off mission, Lib. I think
I am here to talk to him.

Fine. Go.

What?

I don't know.

He didn't ever talk about his father.

Frank? Not much.

Jack never talks about him. Every time I
bring him up, he makes a joke or

changes the subject.

I guess I'm trying to understand the
Vassar male, and in my experience, the

is a good place to start.

Frank's kind of a charged subject, I
guess.

He was a photographer at the Register, a
war correspondent, so he was, you know,

a very romantic figure when they were
boys.

He was on assignment so much, Barbara
essentially had to raise Jack and Dan on

her own.

And then when Dan was seven, Jack was
nine, he finally left for good. You

just packed a bag, took off.

I think that was probably the last time
Dan and Jack ever saw him. Why did he

leave? All Barbara says is that he had
other things to do.

Huh.

What do you want to do with this?

I am just going to take that upstairs.

I was in the middle of my Christmas Eve
when I got in here, and I kind of like

to get back. So I'm going to go check on
the old man and see if maybe he's in

the room. Okay?

Hi there.

Can I get you a drink?

No, thank you. Excuse me.

Mr. Almbacher?

Excuse me.

Hi, Livia Beale.

I'm here with the friend who works for
the paper.

Oh, pleasure, Miss Beale.

Thank you for adding so much needed
elegance to the evening.

Oh, thank you.

You know, I remember when all these
parties were black tie.

Of course, I was waiting for your time,
I'm afraid.

How are you feeling?

Fine, thank you.

Yourself? I'm good, I'm good.

So you're feeling well, as opposed to
not well.

That's right.

Good. Here you go, sir.

Oh, thank you.

Nancy Stokes, Livia Beagle. Hello. Hi.
Nancy Stokes is a very talented young

lady who's recently joined our staff.

Thank you, sir.

Well, congratulations.

I'm going to go get a drink. It was
really nice to meet you both. You too.

Carson. Yeah. Frank.

Who is she?

Who? The woman you're with. What's her
name?

Olivia. She's not with me. She's not
like that.

Of course not. Because you're wearing
one of these and she isn't. It's not

you think.

Don't worry. I'm not going to narc on
you.

All right. Okay.

I know how you feel about Nancy Stokes,
but she's on the prowl and I think old

man Albuquerque is up for some game,
too.

You sure?

You practically jumped down my dress.

I don't think we understand that. My
point being, the elements of a crime in

place, we need to keep an eye on those
two.

Hello again.

Excuse me again.

Oh, you're not getting away that easily.

I think I am. We were talking.

I saw her first, pal.

You what?

Do you know who I am?

No. I'm Dennis Anbacher.

You're Dennis. That's right.

And this is my party.

So back off.

Or you're going to regret it.

Son of a... You know, Dennis, it

felt good. You all right?

My luck? What?

My luck is gone. Do you see it?

Yes. Yes.

Your mom puts up so many, makes
everything so fancy.

Hey, Mom, I'd like you to meet Teresa.

How do you do?

Oh, it's a pleasure, Teresa.

Jax told me almost nothing about you,
but then, of course, he never does.

Good times, thanks, Mom.

I'm sorry about Dan. I think he got
stuck in traffic.

Traffic? Jax said it was a flat tire.
Well, I mean, of course, traffic, and

he got a flat tire. Uh -huh, really?

No, Mom, they're covering for me. I
overslept. Oh.

I'm sorry.

Oh, never mind that.

Well, how are you? I mean, have you
healed? I can't believe you got shot in

own home.

I'm fine. I'll tell you about it later,
but I've got to go to work right now.

I'm sorry.

Why?

Something came up.

Hey, Jack, could you help Barbara
upstairs with her thing?

Jack, why don't you help your uncle,
okay? Can I talk to you?

Yeah.

You were already at the paper once today
at this work or the other thing? Both.

Sort of. Can you tell me anything about
it? I'll tell you tonight, and I promise

I'll try and get back as soon as I can.
Don't.

Stop it. Don't promise me that when you
don't know.

Katie. I'm sorry. It's Christmas, you
know, and your mother's here, and I miss

you.

Hey.

Did you reappear and act upstairs? Very
nice. You make me look like a liar to

Mom. I arrive when I write, Jack. I
can't control that. I'm sorry. Now,

you do me a favor and pull out the
police record of the death of Merritt

Almbacher, December 24th, 1979?

Dan, it's Christmas Eve. I'll be lucky
if anybody answers the phone. Do what

can.

I just heard. I am so sorry.

No, it stinks.

But, you know, I could be on the
unemployment line with you by the end of

day.

You know, I wonder about that.

Nancy, you knew Merritt Ambacher, didn't
you? The old man?

No.

You sure? You were here when he ran the
place, weren't you?

Yeah, but I was the copy girl. He was
the publisher.

Wasn't a lot of mingling.

I actually never laid eyes on the man.

What do you ask?

I'm just curious.

I get mingling. Sorry.

So? I got a police file from 30 years
ago pulled on Christmas Eve and read to

over the phone.

You owe me.

So what you got?

Okay, a call came in from the paper at
10 .07 saying someone had had a heart

attack.

The EMTs in uniforms responded and
Anbacher was dead when they arrived at

.19. Is that it?

It's just one weird thing. The call that
came in was anonymous, which is strange

because it had to be someone who knew
him. Or worked for him.

Yeah.

Is there a tape of the call?

Uh, not on Christmas Eve, there's not.

I told you you owe me, right?

They ain't dead.

Carson, how are you?

Uh, great.

Uh, this is Maggie.

Hi.

I'm gonna get another drink.

Do you want one?

No. You? No, thanks.

Believe it or not, she wants to be a
journalist.

Oh, yeah? Mm -hmm.

How's your family, Frank?

Fine. Home, decorating the tree.

It's Christmas Eve. Aren't they
expecting you?

No, no. At this point, I'm gone so much,
it's when I show up, it freaks them

out.

No, they're, uh... They're fine.

No, my dad was in the newspaper
business.

Yeah? Yeah.

Yeah, he was always out chasing the
story.

We got a call sometimes, postcard.

It's not a job, it's a life, you know
that? Yeah.

I remember when I was a kid, I used to
lay in bed at night and just wish my dad

would come home.

Your dad, is he still around? Where's he
at? Where's he work?

I don't know. He left when I was seven.

How's it going?

You were right.

The old man is the job.

I guess Nancy was with him when he died.

What changed your mind? I talked to
Nancy in 2007, and she lied to me about

meeting him.

Then let's get out of here and save the
old man. I just need a couple more

minutes with Frank. It's five after
nine, and the old man won't even be in

trouble for another hour. Sure.

Let's get the job done, all right?

Yeah. Does that mean getting back to
him?

I'm thinking that explains the dress.

His name is Henry. We were on a date
when I left.

Is it serious?

Hey, what are you doing? Everybody just
stay calm.

You are leaving this building now.

I'm sorry. I shouldn't have popped off.
Please just let it stay.

We won't cause any more trouble.

Put him outside.

If they try to come back in, call the
cops.

Hey,

what the hell?

What's going on here?

Don't worry, Dad. I've got it under
control.

Got what under control?

What have you done, Dennis? Nothing.

The guy took a swing at me, so I'm
putting him out. Nothing to worry about,

Took a swing at you? He took a swing at
me.

I don't know you. Who invited you? I
did, Merritt.

Dan's a friend.

So he's with you, Frank?

Yeah.

Frank Vassar's guest is my guest. Dad.
Let him go, boys.

Sorry for the trouble.

Please don't do this to me. Don't do
what?

Can you just let me handle it instead of
in front of everybody?

A guy takes a swing at you, and you need
security to finish the fight.

Grow a pair, Dennis.

Back to the party, everybody.

Hey, thanks.

Yeah.

I want to talk to you about your dad.

Barbara.

Everything okay? Of course, dear.

But the back chairs are lined up right
behind the front chairs so that the

people in the second row will be staring
at the heads of the people in front.

So by scooting them off center just a
little bit, everybody's going to be able

to see. Well, thank you. No problem.

Are you sure you don't want to nap?
Because I know it was a long trip. No,

fine. Maybe just a little rest. No, I
wouldn't think of it.

Katie, what are these? They're
fantastic.

Those are figs and goat cheese wrapped
in pistachios.

Oh, do you mind if I take a few dozen
home?

Katie is wonderful in the kitchen. She's
always surprising us with arugula or

something with pine nuts in it or milky
cheese.

I like my cheeses.

Well, I just wanted all the work, dear.
People are perfectly happy with chips

and dip, you know.

Yeah.

Is it just my imagination, or does your
mom have a target painted on my back a

little sooner than usual this year?

It's not your imagination.

Katie, have you heard from Dan yet? No,
but we shouldn't wait for him.

Got some rolls here I shot a few years
back in Florida.

I was covering NASA.

I took the family with me, and things
were better then.

NASA, you covering the shuttle
prototype?

Yeah, that's right.

It's the wife and kids.

That's Jack, Dan, and Barbara.

When your dad left, how'd you take it?

I'm sad.

Yeah, it's always tough, I guess.

You think there's any way boys that age
can understand why their dad has to

leave? I don't know. Why does he have to
leave?

Maybe because he's not much of a father
or a husband.

It's too easy.

Easy? Guys who people love and depend
on, why does that guy have to disappear?

Maybe because he only really sees people
like this.

Take the camera away, and it's like he's
not in the room.

Especially the people he's supposed to
be closest to.

The harder he tries to get close, the
more he can't. He's like he's a freak in

his own house.

I always like to be the freak in the
house. Yeah?

Yeah, lately some things have happened.
Made me feel even more like I'm out on

the edge, you know?

Away from everybody.

That's right, that's it.

I'd never leave my family.

How can you do that?

Easy, a walk.

You know, Frank, those boys are going to
think about you every day.

Wonder where you are, imagine what
you're doing, dream about birthdays with

and ball games.

You think about that before you walk.

Hey, I've been looking for you.

You were going to take my picture?

Yes, I was.

Stick around, Frank.

See you later, Carson.

A car's pulled up.

Oh, that's probably the florist.

Go help Dan. Yes, go ahead, dear. And by
the way, I haven't painted a target on

your back, or anywhere else for that
matter.

Old does not mean deaf.

Barbara, look. Katie, you make Dan
happy. And you've given me the most

grandchild in the world, and for those
things I am grateful.

But first, you hurt Jack.

Now, I guess all the rest of you are
fine with it, so I don't say anything,

it still matters to me.

It's complicated.

Of course it's complicated. So why don't
you go help with the flowers, and I'll

finish cleaning up in here.

Barbara?

Oh, Katie, do you have a sweater I could
borrow? Yeah, upstairs in the bedroom,

sweetie. Thanks.

Hey.

You okay?

I'm fine.

What are you doing?

I'm sorry.

Kitty, you said you were cold. I'm
sorry. I was just... checking out your

brother, Mitt.

Snooping.

Did I say I was sorry? I'm sorry.

What were you looking for?

Don't be a cop, Jack.

I am a cop.

What were you looking for?

Anti -psychotics, anti -convulsants,
anxiety or mood disorder, man. Because

think Dan's crazy.

I think he might be mentally ill, yes.

He's not.

Okay, and if you were, it wouldn't be
any of your business.

Yes, it would.

Look, Teresa, I like you.

Okay, I like you a whole lot, but you
are a guest in my brother's house.

No, Jack, I'm actually a lot more than
that.

There are studies linking mental
disorders to DNA. If it's part of Dan's

it could be part of yours. What, you're
worried that if Dan's crazy, I might be

crazy too?

No.

I'm worried about our child.

You're kidding.

No.

Oh, this is so not how or when I wanted
to tell you, but I just took the test

this morning, and I didn't want to ruin
your family's Christmas and... We've got

to split.

What? Mine.

I'm sorry.

Jack.

All right.

We have a problem.

We've got to find Nancy and get her out
of here before she has a date with

Armbach. We can't. Nancy's gone. She
left.

What? Did you speak to her? No. She left
on her own and the old man's in his

office and I don't know who's with him.
What the hell is going on, Dan?

We've got to get up there.

That is what happened.

Damn it.

He's warm. He might still be breathing.

You can call 911 right away.

Don't. I'll call.

It's a family matter. You need to get
your father some help. I said I'll call.

Do you understand what's happening here?

Dan.

He's dead.

I'd like to be alone with my father.

Let's go.

That's welcome. Come on in. I'm Zach's
grandmother.

Come on.

Mom, people are arriving.

Okay. Be right back. Oh, lovely.

You

be

careful. Don't you fall. They're so
excited. Hi.

Hey, everyone. Merry Christmas. Welcome.
Hi. Hello.

So, congratulations.

Thanks.

I want you to know that I'm in for this,
okay? Because this is something that I

wanted. And granted, this is not the way
that I thought it would play out, but I

don't care.

I just think you should know that.

Thanks, Jack.

What?

I don't know how I feel about this.

Or us.

What are you saying?

I don't know you.

I mean, you're great to be with, and you
would probably make a wonderful

father. But we haven't been together for
that long, and you have a pretty

strange family, and I just feel like I'm
getting into something that I don't

understand.

Vassar. When?

Forget it.

Call Chester Menzel.

Because I can't.

Because it's Christmas Eve and I can't
go.

Yeah.

That's right.

Fine.

Trouble? Cat and tree.

You should go.

No, I should be here.

Unless you want to go. Do you want me to
take you home?

No. No, it's Christmas Eve.

I'd like to spend it with you.

But we weren't supposed to save Merritt
Albuquerque. I don't think so.

Then we're done.

I better come up with a good story for
Henry.

I should have told you about him, Arnie.

I didn't tell you about Katie so fast.

No, you didn't.

There's so much I can't say to Henry.

About who I am, where I've been. That
television's not just a fad.

The more I lie, the harder it gets.

Is it easier since you told Katie?

More honest.

Easier? I don't know.

Maybe we just can't be with other
people.

I'll be right back.

Frank?

So what are you going to do?

I don't belong there, Carson.

Tell the boys why you're doing it.

If you don't, they'll spend the rest of
their lives thinking it was their fault.

See ya.

Merry Christmas, Frank.

So if we weren't here to save on Bucker,
why were we here?

I think so I can save something else.

Save what?

Nancy?

Dennis Armbacher is going to gut this
paper in 20 minutes. You want to help me

stop that from happening? Follow me.

You didn't sleep with old man Armbacher.

You made a deal with his son.

With Dennis?

Yeah. What kind of a deal? He needed an
alibi for the night that his father

died, so you let him spread a rumor that
the old man was with you so no one

would think that Dennis was in that
room.

Wow, that's a pretty wild story, Danny.

Why would I do that?

She wanted to be a reporter, Nancy, and
Dennis agreed to make you one.

Maybe it's a good thing you're leaving
the paper.

You should write fiction.

You could shut that story down any time.
You weren't even in the building when

he died.

How do you know that?

Believe me, I just know.

Whatever I did to start out, I've earned
my career.

I was a Pulitzer finalist. I have an
overseas press club award. But if this

story gets out, nobody will remember
anything else about me. Forget it. 50

friends are about to lose their jobs. We
can stop that.

Excuse me.

Why'd you come here that night, Dennis?

What? Did you yell at your father? Ask
him to treat you better? Demand, I don't

know, respect?

What are you talking about? Christmas
Eve, 1979.

The old man must have told you he wasn't
feeling well. Did he mention chest

pain? That he had a tingling sensation
down his left arm?

I know what you did, Ambaki. You sat in
this room and you watched your father

die.

Call out the cut.

Nobody gets fired.

Blackmail?

From you?

Interesting. What if I just told you to
go to hell? Then I'll tell your family.

They hear what I had to say, and they'll
sue those shares you bought right out

of your hands. What's your proof?

You made a 911 call and left an
anonymous message.

I have the tape.

Really? Yeah.

If a call had been made that a man was
sick in the publisher's office, that

would have gone directly to the precinct
desk.

And they taped nothing.

Get out of here, Basser. You go quickly.
I won't have you arrested.

You told me what happened. Told me no
one could know. Sorry, Nancy.

Don't do this. And you told me that I
could be a reporter if I just did one

thing for you.

So what's it going to be, Dennis?

And I'm aware that there have been
rumors about layoffs and thefts, and I

wanted to come down here myself and
assure everyone there's no truth to

There'll be no staff cutback in the
foreseeable future.

So.

Happy holidays, and let's get back to
work putting out the best newspaper in

America.

All right.

What do you know about this? Nothing.

Why don't I believe you?

Congratulations.

Katie, are you okay?

Yeah, sorry. I just had a moment.

A moment?

The man who came to the house, who shot
Dan,

his name is Aidan Bennett.

And sometimes...

I have trouble getting him out of my
mind.

Well, that must be frightening.

I'll be fine. I just need a minute.

You need more than a minute? It takes
time to get over something like that.

And Dan isn't much help, is he?

Dan's been wonderful. Oh, no, I know he
wants to help and he says the right

things, but the truth is he's not here,
is he?

Just when you need him.

He's gone.

And it's never his fault. It's all his
work or it's some damn thing that's

pulling him away.

Yes. You worry that he's going to leave
someday and not

come back, don't you?

I do.

Now, you listen to me, Katie.

You don't need him.

You don't.

He's my son, and I love him, but you're
strong.

You are a strong woman, and you don't
need anybody except yourself.

Now, come on.

Come on downstairs.

The music is so beautiful.

You sure you don't mind sticking around?

Yeah.

I'm having a good time.

It's kind of a relief, actually.

I might have messed up. I told like a
couple of dozen people.

You what?

Katie wants to throw us a shower.

Joke.

Joke.

Three months, right? At least.

I know there wasn't what you were
planning on, but it's going to be a good

thing. I really believe that.

I'm starting to feel that way myself.

Want to go back inside?

Sure.

Jack, is there anything I need to know
about Dan?

Seriously?

Yeah.

Okay.

Go back in?

Yeah. All right.

Merry Christmas, Sam.

Merry Christmas.

Hey. Hi.

Can I strip?

Um, yeah.

Check.

Do you remember the night Dad left?

Yeah. What happened?

Do you really want me to tell you this
again?

Yeah. Christmas Eve, Dad came home and
he woke us both up and he told us that

was leaving because he felt like a
freak.

And it kind of ruined Christmas.

That was better.

He told you that.

Better than not hearing it?

At least he tried.

What? You really don't remember this?

No.

No, I guess I was too little.

It's a Christmas miracle.

Wow. Do you want to hear another one? I
just saved the newspaper.

Really? And I went to the past and I
learned something.

What's that?

That I'm not my father.

Yes.