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(bells jingling)

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Hey, Emily!

Eddie, hi!

How are you?

Welcome back to town.

Thanks.

I forgot about those Christmas lights.

They were always so beautiful.

Still are.

A couple more days and I'll be ready to flip the switch.

Oh, I can't wait.

Take care.

Catch you later.

Hey, good morning, Emily.

Oh, James.

It's kinda early for a banker, isn't it?

Yeah, I like the quiet.

Hey, I sent you a letter about your grandmother's estate.

Can you come see me when you get it?

Yeah, sure.

Nice poinsettia.

Oh, thanks.

Thank you, Wally.

Such a beautiful obituary you wrote for Nonna.

Your grandmother meant a lot to this town.

I can't believe it's been four months.

Well, we're sure glad that you're back

and that the bakery is open again.

Funny, she named it after you all those years ago

and here you are now running it.

It's a lot to live up to.

You better come by.

Oh, you'll see me tomorrow.

Good.

(chuckles)

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(bell rings)

Stuck in traffic?

Sorry.

No, actually.

Chloe is learning to tie her shoe laces

and she will not let me help her.

Oh.

Ooh, hello.

Don't.

You are gonna eat us out of business!

You know, for a big city lawyer you make a pretty good baker.

Well, I did have a pretty good teacher.

True.

How's the house, anyway?

Honestly, it is a little strange being there

without my grandmother.

Mm‐hmm.

A little lonely, actually.

Well, with baking like this you won't be lonely for long.

And that is not why I moved back to Nelson Creek, either.

‐Hi! ‐Hello.

‐Are you open? ‐We're open.

‐Oh. ‐Please, you first.

Sorry. Hi, come on in.

Ah, my father had one just like it.

That was my grandmother's.

A family tradition, then?

Mm‐hmm.

Hi, I'm Chey.

This is Emily, she's the owner and the baker.

She used to be a lawyer but she's better now.

I'm Emily.

Welcome to my bakery.

Gerard.

(phone rings)

I should go get that.

A lawyer who is now a baker?

I have never met one before.

It's a pretty exclusive club.

What's your specialty?

Um, our almond macaroons.

We only make these during Christmas.

Mmm, incroyable!

‐Oh. ‐What's your secret?

‐Uh, they're double baked. ‐Genius.

‐What else do you recommend? ‐Um, well...

Nice sign.

I hate last‐minute shoppers.

Oh.

I'll keep that in mind.

Adele Atmore.

I'm the new store manager for Forge Mart.

You're doing this for the town, right?

Yeah.

Excellent.

Put some lights on my sign here.

Forge Mart is a good corporate citizen, after all.

Ok.

Well, I'll remember what you said.

Timing makes all the difference.

Indeed.

Timing is everything.

I must be going.

Ok, well... uh, come back when you run out of macaroons.

It is inevitable.

‐Au revoir. ‐Au revoir.

He likes my macaroons.

(laughs)

You've got it bad.

And the whole time I was talking to him

I kept thinking that I had met him before.

Do you ever get that?

Yeah. It's called déja vu.

French, get it?

(laughs)

Whoa, where'd that come from?

That was not here before.

You didn't see this get delivered?

You were standing right here.

No.

Is it for moi?

Seriously, snap out of it.

Ok, does it say who it's from?

No, but it says it's for you.

This is exciting.

What is this?

Well, open it up?

Um... oh.

Oh my gosh.

Here, help me.

Oh, wow.

Oh, it's a Christmas calendar.

Oh.

Oh my gosh, I‐‐ I used to get a Christmas calendar

every year when I was little.

It looks like it's home‐made.

Come on, it's December 1st.

You can open the door.

What, now?

Are we gonna wait 'til January 1st?

Ok.

"I have a secret that only you'll know.

"Open each day and the truth will show."

What?

I've got some stuff to take care of.

I'll be right back.

No sweat, boss.

It's kinda slow today, anyway.

Hey, what about the calendar?

It's December 2nd.

Not 'til I get back.

And stop eating all the profits!

That's asking a lot.

This one is $65.

Oh, come on.

It's nice, Grandma.

See, Pam? The kid likes it.

Fine.

Sold.

You stay here, I'll go pay for it.

Follow me.

Emily!

Chloe!

Hi.

It's Christmas tree day.

It is?

Emily. Hello again.

Hi, Gerard.

We are bumping into each other everywhere.

Yeah, well that's the good thing about a small town.

It's small.

Everybody's nearby.

Run out of macaroons yet?

They vanished.

I found them inspiring.

Just like the baker who made them.

Can I have a quarter?

Oh, you have a beautiful daughter.

She's not my mommy, she's my Emily.

Yeah.

Delivery is an extra 20 bucks.

20 bucks? Not a chance.

Alright. Merry Christmas.

Speaking of 20 bucks.

Oh, uh, thank you.

Thank you.

You know, I know people say this all the time,

but I feel like we've met before.

We did.

Yesterday.

‐Oh. ‐(laughs)

‐It's uh, Emily, right? ‐Yes.

You look like a girl in need of a tree.

Well, it's Christmas, I guess I should get a tree.

Yeah.

I'll leave you to choose your tree.

Uh, I'll see you soon, I hope.

Ok.

Maybe next time I see you I'll remember where we met.

For you I'll even throw in a free delivery.

(clears throat)

‐Chuck, by the way. ‐Ok.

Now, there's all kinds of trees

but my personal favorite is the blue spruce.

How come I don't get free delivery?

Grandma, can I have a quarter?

There you go, honey.

(bells jingling)

So, what are my options?

Look, Emily, my hands are tied.

You either sell the house or the bakery,

otherwise the bank's gonna move on your grandmother's estate

and force a sale.

I don't get it.

Why did she have to have a loan that big, anyways?

How did you manage law school?

I don't see how that's relevant.

I mean, how did you pay for it?

The college fund my grandmother had set aside for me.

You're kidding.

I think you should sell the house.

You'll get a good price for it.

Besides, you'll struggle to sell the bakery in a town this size,

now that you have competition.

Competition?

You know the Forge Mart has a new store manager, right?

Yeah, but they‐

they truck in their bread from Middleton.

It's not fresh.

They built a brand new in‐store test kitchen.

The bakery opened this morning.

I don't see you have any other option here, Emily.

How much time do I have?

Until the end of the month.

You can always go back to being a lawyer.

It's a little late for that now.

(p.a. system) Bonjour, shoppers.

While in store today don't forget to visit Nelson Creek's

new and trés authentique French bakery.

Stop by and have a free sample.

You're sure to say "ooh la la."

Gerard?

Emily. Hello.

You're right about the benefits of small towns.

Did you find a tree?

You‐ you're the new baker.

Voila.

Why didn't you tell me?

Was I meant to?

Oh my gosh.

Now I know where I met you.

You used to have a bakery near Central Park in New York.

Yes, how do you know this?

I interned there one summer.

Hold on.

You came into my bakery to spy on me yesterday?

Where I used to work they would call that corporate espionage.

‐Espionage? ‐Yeah.

You were trying to be all charming and French‐‐

But I am French.

Just so you could talk me out of my recipes.

But that's not your recipe.

It's an éclair au chocolat.

I know what it is.

Who'd you steal this one from?

I'm a baker.

I like to talk baking.

I'm sorry if you found that charming.

I did not say that it was charming.

I said that you were trying to be charming.

Oh, excuse moi.

Where do your recipes come from?

‐My grandmother. ‐Aha.

That is not the point.

So, what do you think?

It's ok.

If you like pretentious.

Pretentious?

You don't know this town.

These people here,

they like things that are straight forward, reliable,

and especially, honest.

What about style?

Elegance?

Panache?

Panache.

(laughs)

In Nelson Creek.

Good luck with that.

Maybe you don't know this town as well as you think.

You're a snake.

I thought people were supposed to be friendly in small towns.

Well, we're not.

Welcome to Forge Mart, did we meet your expectations‐

Who was that?

Another patissier.

She owns the bakery across the street.

So that's Emily.

Was she here stealing your ideas?

I should probably ban her from the store.

She's a good baker.

If she didn't have her own place, I'd hire her.

Well, keep it up.

When we're the only bakery in town maybe we will.

It almost looks like we're in France.

You know, we should roll this out chain‐wide.

Imagine your baking in every Forge Mart across the county.

I could make you the Wolfgang Puck of pastry.

This could be our ticket out of this dump.

"I have a secret that only you'll know.

"Open each day and the truth will show."

Cool, huh?

Do you know who sent it?

Nope.

But I think Emily's got a secret admirer.

Or something.

Yeah.

Hey, can we open door two?

Hey!

Ah, the woman of the hour.

This is quite a gift, Emily.

It is.

Sorry, Wally's the first customer of the day.

Oh, of course.

May I take a few photos for the paper?

It'll be free publicity for you.

Yes, by all means.

Looks like I'm gonna need all the help I can get.

So was the new bakery any good?

Yeah, and you are not gonna believe who's running it.

The slime ball that came in the other day

asking all those questions.

You mean that gorgeous French guy?

Exactly.

And he's not that good‐looking.

Emily, a little closer to the calendar?

He stole my macaroon recipe!

Didn't you give it to him?

Details! And you know what the crazy thing is?

I finally remembered how I knew him.

He had his own bakery in New York City.

Can you believe that?

Yeah, I interviewed him yesterday for the paper.

He's won all kinds of awards.

Now he's gonna put me out of business.

Put that on his list.

Well, why don't we open today's door?

Yes, why don't we?

What door is it?

I hope it's good news.

"Each day brings a fresh surprise."

No kidding.

"May this capture the interest I see in your eyes."

Yeah, you totally have a secret admirer.

Mm, yeah.

I thought 12 puppies was a big story.

This is going to be huge.

Oh man, what a photo.

Wally can write, I'll give you that.

But he's no photographer.

Mm‐hmm.

Oh, that's a lovely poinsettia, Ivy!

Edna, Pearl, what's going on, ladies?

Can we see it?

You're one lucky girl.

Who wouldn't want a secret admirer?

‐Do you know who it is? ‐I don't.

Come on in.

Alright, easy everyone.

One at a time, please.

Come on in.

Just like in a romance novel.

Every day, a new door.

Do you know who he is?

I don't, but we're gonna find out.

What does today's message say?

Oh, forget that. Let's just find out who sent it.

‐No! ‐Whoa, whoa!

Easy boss, let's think about this.

Any girl would love to be in your position.

A secret admirer at Christmas?

I mean, who sends gifts like this?

Let's not spoil it.

And also, look at all the people it's brought into the store.

It could be good for business.

Come on, Emily.

Some of us gals haven't had this much excitement

since the saloon brought in a ladies night a few years back.

I think what Edna is trying to say is that we all could use

a little bit of romance at this time of year.

Ok.

Alright, day three, door three.

"Christmas is a time to build on your dreams,

but some of life's choices are not what they seem."

That's just so beautiful.

I can't take it.

Sorry, James.

Could you give this to Emily for me, please?

Are those Nonna's macaroons?

You betcha.

Give me a dozen.

Me too.

I never thought we'd see them again.

Business looks good.

Oh, hey.

Hi James.

Someone must really think a lot of you.

The question is who.

Any ideas?

We don't get to choose our secret admirers.

Oh, by the way, this is for you. It's from‐‐

Oh, Emily,

some of us want to discuss certain details

about the calendar.

Ok.

You're welcome.

We've decided that it would be a good idea

if the calendar was opened at the same time each day.

Yes.

Lunch time would be the most convenient, don't you think?

Ok, um...

so that's one day at a time until the 24th.

Hashtag "the Christmas Calendar."

(phone rings)

Hashtag "the Christmas Calendar"?

What's the problem?

It's time to turn up the heat.

I've got a back‐up on my key ring in case you lose it.

Good decision, boss.

Thanks.

You're welcome.

Huh.

My grandmother had one just like this.

Unbelievable.

‐(honking) ‐(tires screeching)

I'm sorry.

Hi.

From Emily's Bakery across the street.

Market research.

Thank you!

Bye.

This town is too small for the both of us.

We're not in New York anymore.

New York, bien sur.

Now I remember you.

You're raspberry lady.

(laughs)

‐Raspberry lady? ‐Oui.

You're the only person who ever ordered

a charlotte aux framboises and then asked for us

to remove the framboises.

Raspberries are overrated.

Besides, I think it's a good thing that I know

what I like and what I don't like.

At least they like me.

Well, they've always liked me.

Does it have to be a competition?

A competition?

Bring it on.

Well, if you want a competition,

I hear there's a Christmas fair in a couple of weeks.

Perfect. I'll get a booth, you get a booth,

and then we'll see who the town likes better.

‐If you insist. ‐I do.

‐Ok. ‐Good.

‐Fine. ‐Excellent.

What a jerk!

She doesn't mean you.

What happened?

The gall of that man.

If he thinks that he can waltz into this town

and steal all our customers,

he has got another thing coming.

Thank you.

Come back again.

Please.

Cookie?

It's gonna be ok.

These are really good.

‐Here you go. ‐Thanks.

So who do you think gave Emily that calendar?

Good question.

What's today's message say?

"Where people gather, where smiles are shared,

"may your heart runneth over for those who care."

Everybody gathers here, maybe it's you.

I haven't said "runneth" in my life.

Until now.

But the calendar did give me a good idea.

Guess Emily's secret admirer, win the pool.

Good one, Art.

Five bucks, huh?

‐Yep. ‐I'm in.

You really think it's me?

You have a good imagination, Wally.

(chuckles)

Oh, Nonna, I wish you were here to tell me

what to do right now.

Wait.

Wait.

And... now!

Ok.

The moment of truth.

"Life is a series of paths and crossroads.

"If you stay straight and true you'll have love bestowed."

Who is this guy?

I think the answers are in the clues.

Day two:

"May this capture the interest I see in your eyes."

Interest, sounds like a banker, could be James.

You think it's James?

He did give me that poinsettia.

And "To build on your dreams", Eddie is a builder.

Well, then what about today's clue?

"Life is a series of paths and crossroads."

Paths and crossroads?

I don't know who that could be.

Your grandmother would be very proud, dear.

And also happy to know that you have a man in your life.

But which one is the question.

Oh, exactly.

It's like a real life mystery has arrived in our town.

So exciting.

Well, I guess we don't want to find out

who it is too soon, right?

I have an idea.

Ooh.

Ok, so James likes shortbread.

What does Eddie like?

Uh... definitely cinnamon buns.

Ok.

Yeah.

Ok, what about Chuck?

Oh, give him a muffin.

Ok, remember, you find anything out...

keep it to yourself.

(Instrumental Christmas Carol)

(Instrumental Christmas Carol)

How did it go, Sherlock?

I got nothing.

Good.

(doorbell rings)

Well, hello.

What a surprise.

Chloe made you a gift

and she couldn't wait to give it to you.

You did?

Well, come on in.

Where's your Christmas tree?

I'm working on that.

‐I'll take your thing. ‐(knocking)

Oh, one second.

‐Hi. ‐Hey...

Emily.

As promised.

Ok, yeah.

Come on in.

Uh, Chuck, right?

‐Yeah. ‐In the corner.

Not bad, huh?

Great!

‐Um... thank you. ‐Thank you.

Now you can open your present.

I can.

I'm so excited.

Oh, what a beautiful angel.

Did you make this for me?

I love it.

Will you put it on the tree?

It's just perfect. Aw...

Thank you.

Ok pumpkin.

Ok.

Oh, we're actually going caroling,

do you want to come with us?

Yeah!

Sounds like fun.

Let's do it.

Ok.

♪ Joy to the earth, ♪

♪ The savior reigns, ♪

♪ Let men their songs employ, ♪

♪ While fields and floods, ♪

♪ Rocks, hills, and plains, ♪

♪ Repeat the sounding joy, ♪

♪ Repeat the sounding joy, ♪

♪ Repeat, ♪

♪ repeat the sounding joy. ♪

Did you see who's here?

Yep.

He sings good, too.

Eddie sings good.

(bells jingling)

It figures.

How do you mean?

Women.

Ah yes, they are a mystery.

You got that right, pal.

Tonight Miss Muffin over there invites me to come out singing,

then she spends the whole time with Mr. Jingle Keys.

Can you believe that?

Come on.

I see.

Unbelievable.

(phone ringing)

Nelson Creek Echo, Wally Walters speaking.

You mean the TV station?

That's right.

You got something about a Christmas Calendar

in your town?

Calendar?

Oh, yeah!

Sure!

On Christmas Eve.

It's all in my paper, the Nelson Creek Echo.

Let's do an interview.

Ok, uh, it's Walters, w‐ with an "s".

And I'm also the mayor.

This story is trending, Mr. Walters?

Trending?

Oh no, is that bad?

♪ I won't let go... ♪

♪ All over... ♪

♪ I won't let go... ♪

♪ All over... ♪

(applause)

Very nice.

There is a lot of um,

how you say, talent in this town.

Yeah, not so much.

What's with nose ring girl?

Chey?

She's great.

Real good mother to Chloe.

Mmm.

What about plant lady?

Ivy.

She's like a beautiful flower.

(laughs)

Very good.

So she waits then for a talented gardener, no?

Maybe.

I guess that leaves the baker.

So what you should be asking yourself is,

who do you want the calendar to be from?

Exactly.

But that's the problem, though.

It's like James said.

I don't get to choose my secret admirer.

He said that to you?

Yeah.

(sighs)

But I will tell you one thing,

whoever it is I bet he's in this room.

What about Chuck?

(Chey): At least you know what you'd be getting.

(Emily): Exactly.

I still think it's Eddie.

(Emily): Eddie. Oh, he's sweet.

So Em, is it true that men in the city

just walk right up to you and start talking?

(laughs) No.

Well they‐ some do, but not if they really like you.

What about Art?

Art?

are not really compatible.

The hours, they don't work.

Ok. Don't forget James.

James, yeah. He's quiet.

But I think there's a lot more going on

underneath the surface.

I know he likes plants.

Plants. He does.

You would know that.

Ladies?

Compliments of the gentleman.

Oh.

Why is he getting us drinks?

It's a long‐held tradition

amongst the males of the species.

Buying a female a drink gets her attention.

I think he has her attention.

(in a French accent): Ok, so what about Gerard?

No, I don't know how anybody could like him.

He's not so bad, I mean, besides trying to put you out of business.

How do you say "snake" in French?

(laughing)

Cheers.

Ok. Ivy.

What does today's clue say again?

"Words say who we are, words set us apart,

"but the truest for you are the words from my heart."

Oh. Words from my heart.

That's exactly what he's gonna get.

Oh, whoa, boss, maybe you should‐

Wait! Emily...

This is not gonna be pretty.

No.

Getting nervous?

About what?

I think I gotta go to the rest room.

The Christmas fair?

Just because you've got all your fancy baking tricks

doesn't mean that I'm not gonna give you

a run for your money.

I learned a lot from my grandmother

and I've got a few tricks up my sleeve, too.

I'm sure.

You're very talented.

See, that.

That, that is that thing that you do.

You‐‐ You say nice things and you make people think

that they trust you but you don't mean it.

You really have me wrong.

I doubt it.

You do.

Let me prove it.

Come to my kitchen next week.

We are two bakers, let's bake together.

Why would I want to do that?

So you know the truth about me.

What else is there to know?

That I'm not here to put you out of business.

I'm just a friend who loves to bake.

Look.

I know that this town is too small for us to be enemies.

So you'll come then?

See how this works.

I doubt Adele will be ok with it.

I hear she's banned me from the store.

Don't worry about her.

We'll do it after hours.

Tell you what.

You come and bake with me,

I'll give you my recipe for charlotte aux framboises.

Without the framboises.

This is gonna turn out to be a terrible mistake, isn't it?

Next up, Emily.

(applause)

Speaking of mistakes.

Woo!

(applause)

(music begins)

♪ On the first day of Christmas ♪

♪ my true love gave to me ♪

♪ a partridge in a pear tree. ♪

♪ On the second day of Christmas ♪

♪ my true love gave to me ♪

♪ two turtle doves ♪

(together): ♪ and a partridge in a pear tree. ♪

♪ On the third day of Christmas ♪

♪ my true love gave to me ♪

♪ three French hens, ♪

(together): ♪ two turtle doves, ♪

♪ and a partridge in a pear tree. ♪

♪ On the fourth day of Christmas ♪

♪ my true love gave to me ♪

♪ four calling birds, ♪

(together) ♪ three French hens, ♪

♪ two turtle doves, ♪

♪ and a partridge in a pear tree. ♪

♪ On the fifth day of Christmas ♪

♪ my true love gave to me ♪

Five, six, seven, eight...

(phone vibrating)

Hello?

Hi pumpkin, how's my girl?

Maybe.

Well, why don't you write a letter to Santa for it?

No, don't ask grandma. Hey‐‐

Ok, uh... oh.

Imbecile!

What's wrong?

There's no gold leaf.

Did you forget to order it?

No. What do you take me for?

A baker without enough customers,

or haven't you noticed?

My baking is not the problem.

I know.

I think this situation calls for more drastic action.

Watch the merchandise!

Hey Em, what you up to tonight?

Baking with the enemy.

(laughs)

I'll see you later.

See you.

I had something special in mind

but I couldn't get the ingredients.

Chocolate ganache truffles seem pretty special to me.

Slow down, cowboy.

(laughs)

C'est fait.

Keep stirring, Julia Child.

Ok.

This is so good!

You're gonna have to give me the recipe for this, too.

Should I also bake your entry into the Christmas fair?

Would you?

So, Gerard.

How did a talented baker like you

end up in a small town like this?

I grew up in a little French village.

I'm really a small town boy at heart.

So now I'm here.

Working for Forge Mart.

I would love to go to France.

You should.

It's beautiful.

What about you?

You used to be a lawyer.

I did and I worked very hard to be one,

and then it turned out that it wasn't what I wanted,

and um... you know,

I was gonna move back before my grandmother died

but I waited too long.

Don't be too hard on yourself.

Time makes decisions for us all.

We do good work.

For once I don't disagree with you.

Oh, so does that mean you are warming up to my French charm?

Oh, don't get too carried away, monsieur.

Mmm.

Delicious, no?

(alarm goes off)

Thank you so much. Um...

I really learned a lot.

I‐ I do have to go,

I have a really early morning

and I haven't even figured out what I'm baking

for the Christmas fair and... so...

Do you want some help?

Uh...

After all, it doesn't have to be a competition.

A competition.

I love that.

Bring it on, my friend.

Well...

The French way.

Bye.

Chey, what did you order?

Hello, Ivy.

Gerard.

Let me guess,

you need some flowers.

Ok, well the flowers you choose say a lot about you.

Ah, no, that's the wrong impression.

So more warm than hot.

Exactly.

Uh, "hi" not "hello".

A look, not a leer.

Right. A smile, not a smirk.

Something that says "see, I'm not a total jerk".

I'm sorry.

I have just the thing.

Can I count on your discretion?

I can't stay long. What did I miss?

We've got it narrowed down to four contenders.

Chuck, Edward, James‐

‐And Gerard. ‐Gerard.

(Emily): I can hear you ladies.

He arrived in town the same day as the calendar.

Agatha Christie would call that suspicious.

Mm‐hmm.

And she knew him from New York.

Well, that's it then.

Well, if you want to ask me I think it's James.

What makes you think it's James?

Because.

The clues, they're so beautiful and eloquent,

I don't think Chuck or Eddie could write those.

‐Here, have one. I made them for the fair. ‐Oh.

I think they're the best thing I've ever made.

Mmm.

Wonderful.

I found your gold leaf.

Hey, Gerard.

So this is how you tried to win!

You should be ashamed of yourself.

What're you talking about?

Well, what do you call that?

Uh, chocolate mousse cakes with gold leaf.

I know what it is.

Ok, good.

Now stop it.

You're scaring my customers.

Tell me you ordered that gold leaf.

No, Chey ordered the gold leaf.

I thought you ordered the gold leaf.

You didn't order the gold leaf?

Voleur!

Thief!

I'm so sorry.

Who do you think you are?!

A baker!

A baker who stole my macaroon recipe!

Excuse moi.

I'm sorry I also make double baked almond macaroons.

Is there a patent on this recipe?

You made yours after you ate mine!

At least I'm an original!

Ha! Until you stole my gold leaf.

I did not! It was in my bakery.

It's not yours and you know it.

Well, possession is nine‐tenths of the law.

Oh, make up your mind.

Are you a lawyer or a baker?

Because right now you are being bad at both.

These are for you!

And you'll never guess who they're from.

Read the card.

"We do good work.

"Let's bake together soon. Gerard."

Do you really think that buying me a drink

and some nice flowers is gonna make up for the fact

that you're trying to put me out of my business?!

I guess not.

If you want to win the Christmas fair that bad,

I concede.

Brutal.

Totally.

Yes, I'd like to report a serious health violation.

(phone rings)

Hello?

Hi Emily, it's James.

Oh, hi.

I figured you'd be up already.

So any thoughts on what we talked about?

‐Only every day. ‐It's already December 22nd.

We're running out of time.

Yeah, I‐‐ It's just...

things have been so crazy.

All the interest in the calendar,

the store has gotten really busy,

and people are even coming in from Middleton.

Yeah, I've noticed.

Your store's bank deposit is through the roof this month.

Too bad you couldn't keep this calendar thing going all year.

You'd really have something then.

I'm not sure I could take it.

Um... look.

I can come in after Christmas and sign the papers.

Sure.

I really am sorry about this, Emily.

Especially at Christmas.

Yeah. Ok, thanks.

Bye.

Either of you bowled much?

No, never.

I was county champion as a teenager.

Ooh, a ringer.

Ok, only five more pairs to go.

Let's see who's up next.

These two are ready.

It's James and Eddie.

They're not far apart, it's Pam and Art.

These two are swell, it's Chuck and Adele.

My my, hey hey, it's Ivy and Chey.

Ooh.

And that leaves Gerard and Emily.

And also remember the highest single game score

wins this year's most valuable bowler

and takes home this beautiful trophy.

(applause)

Ready, set, bowl.

You probably won't be able to get both of those

so just go for one of them.

Goal!

So, I hear you won the Christmas fair.

Gerard, look.

I really did not steal your gold leaf.

If you don't believe me, c'est la vie.

Ok, one more game to go, we'll take a break,

tally up our scores so far.

Having fun?

I'm thinking about going pro.

I'm gonna check on Chloe.

Do you mind grabbing me a soda?

No problem.

It looks like you could use a new bowling partner.

Easy, Chuck.

Wow. I never figured you for a stuck‐up, big‐city kind of girl.

She's not.

And how is it any of your business?

'Cause you just made it my business.

Thanks, Eddie.

No worries.

Did you see that?

Yeah.

Ok, it's the last round.

And the current score leader is,

with eight strikes and two spares,

for a very impressive 257, Adele.

(applause)

Ok.

Your goal is to get one strike.

If I do, you answer a question.

What kind of question?

A baking question.

Fine.

But I'll be surprised if you get to ask one.

When did you learn to bake?

When I was five.

My grandmother helped me bake cookies.

I was hooked.

What kind?

Ah, ah, you already got your question.

You have to bowl another strike.

They were gingerbread men.

For Christmas.

(funky soul music)

Yeah.

(funky soul music)

Yes!

It's unbelievable, six in a row.

It's my natural athleticism.

What's your favorite thing to bake?

Bread.

I like the smell of it fresh out of the oven.

Me too.

Seven over here!

So how're we doing?

You're up by a strike, doll.

I am not your doll.

You got this.

♪♪♪

(applause)

♪♪♪

Whoa.

Wow, yeah.

(applause)

♪♪♪

(laughs)

I can't believe it!

I like this game.

You have no idea what you're about to do, do you?

Ten strikes in a row, that's a perfect game.

That's good, no?

So, if I get a strike, I win?

Gerard, people can bowl their entire lives

and never ever get a perfect score.

If you don't believe me just look at the people

and their faces behind you.

Ok, that probably wasn't a great pep talk.

As you say in English, Que sera, sera.

(cheering)

You have a problem.

What kind of problem?

A calendar problem?

Why Chuck, you surprise me.

A chance to ruin her big day.

Hold on to that thought.

I have another idea,

but I might get back to you on that.

I can't believe‐

Whoa!

I think you're lying. I think you've bowled before.

‐What're you gonna put‐ ‐No, no, I've never done it.

What're you gonna put in these?

I don't know, maybe double baked macaroons.

"It's the season of love, the best time of the year,

"when all Christmas bells ring in the cheer."

Who is this guy?

You know, boss,

if this is too much, we can end it right now.

I can wait one more day.

Fine.

What's wrong?

(exhales)

If this secret admirer knew what was going on in my life

it probably wouldn't want to be my secret admirer.

Are you kidding?

You rock.

You've traveled,

you own your own business,

you're an amazing baker.

And, oh yeah, you're a lawyer.

I'm probably gonna have to sell the bakery.

And my grandmother's house, too.

What?

Nonna went into debt paying for my education.

Her estate has to pay it back and, um...

the bank is forcing a sale.

We should get that bell fixed.

David Rosalis.

Health and Food Safety Services.

Ok.

We've received a complaint about a series of violations

on your premises.

Are you the owner?

Uh, yes.

Who complained?

That's confidential.

But it's two days before Christmas.

Busy times. People cut corners.

That's when things get sloppy.

Well, that's not possible.

She's, like, super picky.

I know.

Please show me to your prep area.

Unbelievable.

May I see your license?

It's on the wall over there.

Ok.

Let's get started.

Well?

You're right.

Spotless.

Isn't there a market in town?

Yeah. And it has a bakery.

May I help you?

Gerard, I thought I saw an inspector.

Health and Food Safety Services.

Ah, I'm Adele Atmore, store manager.

Welcome to Forge Mart.

I'm here to do a spot inspection.

Here?

I thought‐

You thought what?

Well, of course.

Go right ahead.

We at Forge Mart make it a point to be in full compliance

at all times.

Oh, bien sur, of course.

Good. Let's start with the bakery.

Can I see your license?

Sure, but all that's in my office.

I mean, your license for food preparation on premises.

The one you're required to display in your food prep area.

Mmm... have you been making food in the store for long?

Do you actually have a food prep license?

The store never needed one before.

Unbelievable.

(mumbles) Incroyable.

(drunken slurring in the distance)

(glass shatters)

Hi Emily.

Uh, here's the, uh, TV crew I was telling you about.

Hi there.

‐Wanda O'Malley, I'm from the news. ‐Hi.

Ok, so here's the angle.

Single girl saved from loneliness by her secret admirer

on Christmas Eve.

Ok.

Here. Come on in.

Here it is.

Safely locked away.

Not that there's any crime here in our little town, of course.

You are a lucky girl.

Let's have you over here.

Ok.

Perfect.

So, what's it like being single with a secret admirer?

Well, um‐‐

Are you nervous about tonight?

Uh, I'm trying not to think about it.

And you're sure you don't know who it's from?

Nope‐‐

(crash sounds)

What was that?

Oh my gosh!

Chuck?

Help me.

Here in the sleepy hamlet that is Nelson Creek

on the day that the secret admirer is to be revealed,

the location of the Christmas calendar has been the scene

of an overnight break‐in.

There's probably an innocent, um, explanation.

Chuck, please tell me what you're doing here.

What're you doing here?

‐Are you ok? ‐I'm gonna call the police.

No. No police.

This is just a misunderstanding.

No, we can't have a scene.

Well, it's too late for that.

Spill, Chuck.

You realize I'm a lawyer, right?

Wanda O'Malley from the news.

So, how does it feel to be caught at the scene, Chuck?

Is this your first offense?

Or are you a serial criminal?

How many bakeries have you broken into?

Adele made me do it.

Adele?!

Alright, I think that's everything.

I've just heard about Chuck.

And Adele.

Well, Adele's got bigger problems now,

an inspector shut her down.

‐What? ‐Shut down the market?

Just the bakery.

She forgot to get a license.

That's great.

That's awesome news.

We did it.

You won, boss.

So how long is the bakery shut down?

For good? I don't know, but it means Gerard's out of a job.

Oh.

(p.a. announcement) Happy holidays, shoppers.

Forgot to order your Christmas bird?

Don't worry, we have plenty of Tofurkey.

It tastes just like chicken.

Everything does taste like chicken.

(phone ringing)

(Instrumental Christmas music)

(Instrumental Christmas music)

What?

Is this in here?

$500 to the winner.

Seriously? Someone bet on me?

Eddie?

Chey is the lucky one there.

What about James?

I think he's keen on Ivy,

and nobody likes poinsettias that much.

(laughs)

Gosh, what if it's Chuck?

I told you, it's Gerard.

He's artistic, the calendar is a work of art,

he speaks eloquently, the notes are beautifully written.

(clears throat)

Thank you, everyone.

Thank you all for coming.

And thank you to Wanda O'Malley

for covering this exciting event.

(applause)

I know you're as anxious as I am about today.

Not only is it Christmas Eve,

but it's the day the secret admirer is revealed.

(applause)

So without further ado,

let's ask our beautiful baker Emily

to open the last door.

(applause)

I feel like I should say something profound.

Um, first I wanna say thank you

for welcoming me back to town

the way you have.

It really means a lot to me.

And, uh, your interest in this calendar has been incredible.

I don't think the person who sent it expected all of this.

Um, and I also want to say thank you to Chey,

because if it wasn't for Chey I would have opened this thing

23 days ago.

(laughter)

And lastly I'd like to publicly thank

whoever sent the calendar, because, as you can see,

it has been a gift for the entire town.

Here we go.

Also, Merry Christmas.

(crowd) Merry Christmas!

Open it!

"Dear Emily, this calendar was my way of spending...

"one last Christmas with you.

"Remember, I'll always be your Christmas angel.

"Love, Nonna."

"Who's Nonna?"

Her grandmother.

And the winner is Gerard.

Anybody seen Gerard?

It's the most beautiful thing.

How did she send it?

It's the most beautiful gift ever.

Emily.

How is it to not have a secret admirer?

Are you disappointed that you're alone at Christmas?

I'm not alone.

So it wasn't from you?

Of course not.

But I thought that‐‐

Hey, if I was interested in her,

I'd buy pastries, not plants.

Gerard!

Where were you?

You won.

You won.

I don't know how you figured it was her grandmother

who sent it, but...

Come for a drink.

‐I'll buy you one. ‐Thanks.

‐I'll catch up with you later. ‐Ok.

Thank you, dear.

Well, I didn't see that coming.

That's why they call it the news.

It never grows old.

Merry Christmas.

Merry Christmas.

Merry Christmas, darlin'.

Merry Christmas.

What a night.

Well, I'll see you tomorrow at dinner.

Ok.

Bring a date.

Merry Christmas, boss.

Merry Christmas.

You should get that bell fixed.

Gerard.

I just heard the news.

That I don't actually have a secret admirer?

No, no.

Your grandmother.

Her amazing gift.

Uh, Nunna?

Nonna.

Thank you.

I heard you're out of a job.

I'm sorry.

No, you're not.

(laughs)

Too much competition in this town, anyway.

It's a good thing you won that bet.

How did you know that the calendar would be

from my grandmother?

The calendar reminded me of the cash register.

So I put her.

Oh.

Actually, the truth is...

I couldn't bet on anyone

who might really be your secret admirer.

I'm not sure what you mean.

Remember the first day I came in?

Uh huh.

I saw you and I thought...

c'est pas possible.

A beautiful, smart, talented woman who can bake?

Then why did you try to put me out of business?

I didn't.

But I found out too late that's what stores like

Forge Mart do.

What I'm trying to say, Emily is...

I'm your secret admirer.

Read this.

"We do good work."

"Let's bake together soon."

I'd like that.

I was hoping it was you.

(casual conversations)

The turkey is ready!

Come on!

♪♪♪

What?!

♪♪♪

Chloe, are you gonna have dinner with us?

Where's the angel I made you?

Oh, here it is.

Look what I found.

Hmm.

I thought I only had one of those.

Ok, go sit with your mom.

This is really delicious.

Yes, Pam, I really appreciate you coming over here

and cooking all this food.

It's so amazing.

If this is your last Christmas in this house,

we have to do it right.

I know.

I'm just gonna miss this house so much.

Can you at least keep the bakery?

Oh my god, I totally forgot.

Yesterday, before all of the craziness started,

the headquarters of Forge Mart called me,

and they asked me if I would supply their store here.

(murmuring)

Emily, you know what? Come see me next week.

With a contract like that, I think I can find a way

for you to stay in this house for many Christmases to come.

Are you serious?

James, that would be so amazing.

Almost as amazing as your sweater.

(laughing)

Let's have a toast.

Uh, how do you say...

Cheers.

(All): Cheers!

Sounds like you'll be busy now, Em.

Yeah, I guess I'm gonna have to start coming to work on time...

Good.

I am also going to have to hire another baker.

What do you think?

It is inevitable.

(whimsical music)

(whimsical music)

(shutter clicks)

(bell jingles)

♪♪♪

Oh, it smells amazing.

(crowd murmuring)

♪♪♪

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