Original subtitles

["Home For The Holidays" playing]

♪ Oh there's no place like home For the holidays ♪

♪ 'Cause no matter How far away you roam ♪

-[woman] Merry Christmas. -Merry Christmas.

[on radio] ♪ …Pine for the sunshine Of a friendly gaze ♪

♪ For the holidays, you can't beat home Sweet home ♪

[scoffs]

[chattering]

[male agent] And our kitchen connects to a little dining room right over there.

Now you mentioned you wanted an open concept.

-Cool, I am obsessed with open concept. -Yes. [chuckles]

Open is my favorite concept.

Well, here they are, Pam and Jeff McKenzie, the owners.

I was just telling the Breckins that they could probably knock down

some of these walls and make it one, big, open space.

-Not mad at that. [laughs] -Yes.

Well, you just wanna be careful,

'cause if those are load-baring walls and you knock one down,

the whole place could collapse.

-Mmm. Bummer. -Really?

Um, it's not a Jenga tower, Jeff.

[laughing] It's not a Jenga tower, Jeff.

And Pam is a teacher at Winnetka Elementary.

Am I right? Yes. The schools here are amazing.

Correct, Jeff?

Um, yeah. Some of the best in the state. They are totally lit.

-Aw. -Oh. [chuckles]

Especially since they put in new metal detectors.

-Oh. -Okay.

Jeff. What are you doing?

Uh, Jeff, uh,

could you go get some more bottled water to everyone.

Yep.

Can you get some more bottled water?

Ooh. Mm-hmm. Yep.

[scoffs] Jeff.

-[boy] Mum, I really have to pee. -I cannot believe you need to go again.

I told you to use the restroom in the coffee shop.

After Uncle Stu had been in there? Really?

Did you see how many deviled eggs he had for lunch?

Oh, goodness. Um.

You'll just have to wait till we get home.

You sure about that? Do the maths.

Six soda refills into one, tiny, ten-year-old's bladder does not go.

I'm-- [sighs]

[groaning]

[sighs]

-Okay. I've got an idea. -What?

You're gonna have to pretend with Mummy.

We're gonna have to pretend we're going to buy a house.

[toilet flushes]

Ooh! Can I get one of those?

Uh, that might be a question for your parents,

just 'cause there's a lot of sugar in them, so…

Oh. Fine.

Wow, you're so tall. You almost look like Frankenstein.

Oh, you mean Frankenstein's monster. Frankenstein is the doctor, FYI.

[grunts]

Uh. Cool dolls.

[chuckles] Well, they're not mine.

Um. They belonged to my mother.

Sure they did.

Oh! What's wrong with this one?

Yeah, I don't know.

But they're very delicate, so why don't we just leave them right there.

Oh. Little boy doesn't wanna share his dolly?

Excuse me?

Ah, I get it. You're one of those guys.

-What do you mean? -I don't know. You tell me.

-There you are. -Oh! Hi, Mom.

Doesn't he look like Frankenstein to you?

I-- Max. I am so sorry.

No, he doesn't look like Frankenstein.

He looks like Frankenstein's monster.

I'm sorry. Has he been bothering you?

No. He's a delight.

Aw, well, he has his moments.

Ooh! Is that a Schneider Kinder?

I saw these on Treasure Trunk, that antiques show. I love that show.

There was this elderly lady who'd bought one at a garage sale for about $10.

And then it ended up going for about $5,000.

Wow, 5,000 bucks for an ugly, little porcelain kid.

I didn't get half that for selling my real kids.

[groans]

[chuckles]

Yeah?

-I think we should go home. -Oh, yay.

I can't wait to go home and share one toilet with nine bloomin' cousins.

Maxwell Johan Mercer. What is with you today, hmm?

Carol Ellen Mercer, take a guess?

You know what? How's about we just spend Christmas in Tokyo without you?

-Great idea. -[Carol] I'll leave Grammy with you.

-[Max] Oh, yes, Grammy. -[Carol] Then you'll have to go to bed

at 6:00 p.m. every evening and help her with her bath.

Oh, that sounds great. Where do I sign up?

No McDonald's for you on the way home.

What? Mum.

You can't promise a kid McDonald's and not deliver.

Ooh.

What a McShame.

[sighs]

[drink lid pops]

Ooh. That's good.

-[grunts] -Darling, home. Car. Now. Come on.

I'm sorry I lashed out at you, but I just don't see why

we have to share our house with every stupid relative we have.

I mean, it's Christmas.

Exactly, and Christmas is all about spending time with family.

Even if everything they do makes you anxious or furious and insane.

Because that is the meaning of Christmas.

[sighs]

[chuckles]

All right, McKenzies. We have chummed the--

Chummed the waters. And I think we've gotten a couple of nibbles.

Now I know you guys wanna sell as soon as possible,

but I don't think we're gonna get any major bites

until after the holiday season.

I don't know.

The guy Jeff saw looking through my underwear drawer seemed interested, no?

Yes, but I don't think in buying the house. But don't worry.

The Breckins are circling the boat, so I'll stay on top of them.

[vehicle honks, laughing]

The kids are home.

What's happening? Why are we scared of the kids?

We haven't told them we're selling the house.

Hey!

Oh, hi.

Hi, guys. I thought you were gonna call after the movie was over.

Oh, no, we just took an Uber.

-You good? -Oh, yeah.

Yeah, I'm doing some thinking, you know?

This is a very good spot for thinking.

Hmm.

-Mm-hmm. -Mm-hmm.

-I love this space. -Oh.

Who are you?

-I'm, uh-- -This is Gavin. And he is, um--

Your personal trainer. That-- Yes.

-I'm gonna be training your flabby dad. -Hmm?

Balloons?

These are a gesture to say congratulations for taking your first step.

Congratulations, man. You got to take care of yourself.

We're gonna get rid of that jelly belly, Dad. Am I right?

Get rid of the jelly belly.

We're gonna put some muscle on that flat, pancake butt.

-Thank you, Gavin. -Yeah.

I'm just gonna take off real quick, and I'm gonna see y'all later.

And I'm looking forward to that butt.

[children shouting, chattering]

[man shouts]

[children arguing]

-Can I have a go? Can I have a go? -You do it!

-Please? -No, you!

-Please, just one quick go. -[shrieks] Ow!

-Max, clean up all this crap right now. -Sorry, Dad.

I just stepped on a Lego.

It's the most painful thing in the world.

-[video game blasting] -[boy] I'm winning over here.

-[TV blaring] -[children squealing]

I understand that our flight was canceled and rebooked.

No, my problem is that you have split our family onto two separate flights.

[children arguing]

I'm sorry, can you speak up, please? It's very loud in here.

[boy 2] You can never catch me. Jerk!

-[distant screaming] -[grunts]

Don't touch me, perv. I'm your sister.

[children screaming]

-Homebot, what year is it in Japan? -[machine beeps]

[Homebot speaking German]

Guys, seriously, who keeps swapping the Homebot to German?

-Hey! -Homebot, nein! Nein!

Ha ha!

-Guys, Homebot is not a toy-- -[toy gun rattling]

No, no, stop! Stop it! Homebot is not a toy!

I'm sick of this bullsh--

We don't have to tell Santa about that, right, Goobie?

-[children yelling] -You need to project when you speak.

-Sir, I am not taking a tone with you. -Mum.

I'm simply saying that you have put me on a different flight to my children.

-Mum. -The computer won't let you?

-What is the computer? Is it God? -[man] Guys, guys--

-Mum. Mum! -[man] Guess what? Spanking's on the menu!

Max, please! You are not the only person in this house, darling.

I wish I was.

Boys, don't make me run. I have tendinitis.

Move, Max.

-Lay down your arms! -[Carol] Americans, please!

[children shrieking]

-[sighs] -[Carol] Pizza! Lovely.

-How many do you have? -Three pepperonis and three pineapples.

-Let's just get-- -Everybody loves pineapple.

[woman] I've still gotta do some packing and some laundry.

[Carol] Everybody, pizza!

Can you come and eat, please? Seriously. We're gonna be up at 5:00 a.m.

[faintly] Stop, please!

[Carol and children arguing]

[Carol] Stop. You'll break your neck. And look at your suitcases.

[sighs]

-[crashing] -[chuckling]

We expect major, major delays at the airport.

We don't know when O'Hare is gonna be able to get back…

What was that today? Metal detectors?

What? They have them. I'm sorry. Is that not "lit"?

Okay, we are trying to sell the house, Jeff.

You're the one who said it's our only option,

so I need you on my team, okay?

I know. I know. I just--

Today, it felt real, and I didn't like it.

You think I do?

I always thought we'd get old and weird in this house.

We've done the math. We can't afford it on my salary alone.

Yeah, but I crushed my interview with IBM.

You crushed it. Crushed it!

But that was three months ago.

Any company with a brain needs a good data migration manager, okay?

I wouldn't trust an algorithm to port over a MySQL database

to a new server without any human oversight.

-[sighs] -Me neither.

But it might take a while to find another job.

You said it yourself. The data migration boom is over.

It's the cloud.

The cloud.

So I need you to get on board, okay?

Come on. It's our last Christmas here.

Let's try to enjoy it.

Tons of fun.

[blows raspberry]

[snoring softly]

[phone ringing]

[snoring continues]

[phone vibrating]

[grumbles]

Hunter?

[Hunter] Hey, Pama-lama-ding-dong! Guess what? We're outside!

[line disconnects]

-Get up. -[groans] Queen Latifah.

-Get up. Your brother's here. -[grunts]

[groans]

God.

[horn honks]

[sighs]

[groans] Damn it.

Gosh, I miss the snow!

-Hey. What are you doing-- -Doing here?

We flew in early to get ahead of snowpocalypse or whatever.

Snowmageddon.

Snowpocalypse is better.

Hey, babe. Hurry up.

-Coming, baby! -Who's that? Aah.

Pamuel L. Jackson! Bring it in.

Hi, Hunter. Hi.

Here she is!

-[woman gasps] -[Hunter] Oh. Careful.

-Okay! Hey. -Oh!

Oh, we would've called, but we thought it would be fun to surprise you.

-Yeah. -Are you surprised?

We are surprised. We're very surprised.

I know. It's so cute here.

-[girl] Aunt Mei! -So quaint-- Hi!

Hi, my adorables.

I didn't think you were coming till tomorrow.

I'm here now.

We all thought she was coming tomorrow, but she's come in the dead of night.

-Hey, Ollie, look who it is. -[music playing]

-It's Uncle Jeff. Hey. [laughs] -Hey, buddy!

-Ollie, look! Snow! -[Ollie coughing]

Good to see you, buddy.

He has gotten so big.

Okay!

Oh, my gosh, I'm so sorry.

It's the last one. It's the last one. I promise, okay?

That's enough.

Mind giving our luggage a tuggage? I wanna get that guy situated.

[Jeff sighs]

Wow.

Yeah, we had a great year.

Oh, great arm, buddy!

-Ollie, that is not a toy. -I'll get it.

[speaking Spanish]

We're teaching him Spanish!

What did I tell you about taking other people's stuff?

-Where do you have us set up? -Oh, in the den on the pullout.

[laughs] Okay. In the den on the pullout. Yeah, okay.

Wow, that lady wasn't kidding.

What?

-[doll cries] -What-- Where is it?

[panting]

That brat kid stole my doll. My mom's doll.

[sighs]

How am I gonna find this kid?

Maxwell Johan Mercer.

Carol Ellen Mercer.

Bingo.

[woman through GPS] You have arrived at your destination.

[man] Get in the car!

You need to get in a car now. We are so late. You have no idea.

-[boy] Gotcha! -What was that for?

-[man] I legit might cry right now. -Don't!

I need that for cheerleading, you cretin.

[man] Son of a sandwich!

-Get in the car! -[horn honking]

[distant] We're gonna miss the flight, you guys. Come on!

Uh, hi, my dude. Um...

Is Carol Mercer home?

No, Carol took the early flight. She booked the cars.

That's why they're in her name. These are our cars. We need to go.

Will you be a mensch?

-Put that in the back for us, huh? -Uh…

Bethany, is this a good time for a selfie in front of an Uber?

-#ill-judged. -[sighs]

Text that to me. Okay, guys, get in the car!

Give your stuff to the driver.

-If I miss the duty-free shop… -I'm not the driver.

…I am going to shave somebody's head. That's real.

Blake, you do realize they sell alcohol in Japan?

Hey, big news, Stu.

Duty-free shops sell three-foot Toblerones.

Hey, buddy. I'm gonna give that to you and ask you to take real good care of it.

It's got my sleep apnea machine in there.

Do you know if Carol's son, Max, is home?

If you don't see him, he's halfway to Tokyo by now. All right.

Is that everyone? The cars are leaving now.

[typing]

[phone chimes]

[girl] Everybody, say cheese.

Everybody, wave.

Somebody that lives here, what's the code?

-Your mamma! -Thank you, Ricky!

Guess who's number one to get his head shaved?

It's Ricky! Code!

-One, one, one, two. -One, one, one, two. Brilliant.

That's a bad code.

[electronic voice] Armed.

[groans]

Here we go. All right.

I'm sorry, but I really do need to talk to Carol.

Yes. Don't worry. I'll make sure that Carol gives you five stars in the app.

Reputation is everything.

Oh, hey, wait! Wait!

[groans]

What the heck are you looking at?

[grunts]

I'm sorry. I'm having a bad day.

There it is.

Oh, my…

One, one, one, two.

[heart thumping]

[siren blares]

-[radio: "Mele Kalikimaka" playing] -[horn honks]

Okay, it's just a dog.

I'm being ridiculous. I've gone insane.

I'm a good, normal man. I'm gonna talk to Pam.

Pam.

I'm just a neighbor helping.

I water their dogs-- plants.

I'm a friend of Carol's. A friend of-- Carol Ellen Mercer is her name.

I gotta call Pam.

[chattering]

Where is he?

I'm not sure where he is.

Oh, great.

I'm sorry. Sorry.

[Hunter] Oh.

-Here we go. Sorry. Hi. -Is everything okay?

-Yeah, fine. Thank you. -What are you wearing?

-I didn't have time to change. -You look ridiculous.

-Thank you. -[conductor] Season's greetings, seniors.

I apologize for the delay, but we all saw the reason why.

My D-flat has decided that the world runs on his time.

Without further ado, I give you the Ne'er-Do-Bells.

Hands on bells.

-Raise the bells. -[bells ring lightly]

Two, three, four.

[bells ring]

[singing "Rudolph The Red-Nosed Reindeer"]

-So did you get my voice mail? -Yes.

All of this happened in the last two hours?

Yeah, the doll is in that house. I saw it in his jacket.

-Why didn't you tell me this? -I thought I would handle it myself.

And your way of handling it was breaking and entering?

Just entering. I had the key.

-It's still against the law, Jeff. -[shouting] Like a lightbulb.

Oh, my gosh. This is so terrible.

[carolers] ♪ All of the other reindeer ♪

But that's why I didn't do it, Columbo.

Well, good.

-Like Pinocchio. -Pinocchio.

What are we gonna do now? We need that doll.

I know we do, okay? Just let me think.

♪ Join in any reindeer games ♪

-[stammers] Uh, like Monopoly! -Yeah.

-That's too late. -Yeah.

-Boo. Sounds like garbage. -[singing resumes]

-Herman, no. None of that. -Well, it does.

You stink.

♪ Santa came to say ♪

Here's what we're gonna do.

We will wait until they come back from vacation,

and then I will go over there. I will tell the mom everything,

and we'll get the doll back.

[whispers] Get it together.

Are you sure we should wait?

Yes, Jeff. I don't want my husband spending Christmas in jail.

-[clears throat] Yippee! -Hey!

Wow.

But the-- Our future is in that house, Pam.

Come on. What could happen to it in an empty house?

-[singing ends] -[bell rings continuously]

It's okay, Martha.

Don't blame her. That's you.

Sorry.

-Shame on you. This is my life choice. -[bell rings lightly]

[groans]

[Max] Hello?

Mum?

Dad?

Uncle Blake?

Uncle Stu?

It's a Christmas miracle.

[chuckles]

-[game character screams] -[groans] Oh, come on, mate!

["Christmas All Over Again" playing]

♪ Well it's Christmas time ♪

[laughs]

♪ Again ♪

Ugh.

♪ Decorations are all hung by the fire ♪

Oh!

All right, Internet. Show me your worst.

[monitor beeps]

Well played, Mum and Dad.

♪ Ringing out ♪

♪ And it's Christmas ♪

♪ All over again ♪

♪ Yeah again ♪

♪ And all over town ♪

♪ Little kids gonna get down ♪

[moans]

[screaming]

♪ Hey ♪

♪ Everybody's singing ♪

♪ All the bells are ringing out ♪

[screams]

♪ All over ♪

[moans]

♪ Again ♪

[people chatter]

[Jeff] Pam, that doll is worth $238,000,

and is it really a crime to steal something that was stolen from you?

Yes, that's what O.J. got in trouble for. The second time.

-Okay, I just think-- -Look, I know that you wanna save the day

because you feel bad about losing your job.

What's wrong with that?

The fact that you will feel a lot worse telling your kids you're…

[whispers] in jail for committing a felony.

No, it's a misdemeanor. Yeah, I looked it up.

That is evidence. Do you know how to clear your search history?

[chuckles] Yeah. I mean, well, I probably--

-I-I'm sure I could figure it out. -Okay, listen.

We made a plan. Let's just stick to it, okay?

-[girl] Mom, Dad, look at us. -[Hunter] Hey!

-Hey! -You like 'em? Look at Ollie.

He's a little elf.

He's so smart. We handed 'em to him. He put 'em right on.

Oh, amazing.

Um, could I get some, uh, reindeer antlers for Pam

and a pair of the little elf glasses for my brother?

[train whistles, sings]

-Ollie, we need big smiles from you, okay? -Look at Mommy.

-[cries] -[Hunter] Big smiles, Ollie. Big smiles.

Little guy comes alive in front of the camera.

[Ollie wails]

Um, okay, cute photo much?

[chuckles] I mean, come on. Look at that.

Look at what's happened there. It's an adorable image.

-It's cute. It's super cute. -[crying continues]

It's a special memory.

And since we are paper-free at the North Pole,

you can actually use this code

to download that special memory right from the cloud.

Wh-- So, you're not even using solid-state storage on-site?

-I don't know what that means. -[Jeff] I'll tell you what it means.

What it means is, you're entirely at the whim of a hosted service provider

for virtualization and backup.

Sir, I'm not a woman in tech.

-I'm a woman in memories. -You know, it's not a video game.

-She doesn't care. -I don't understand

why you'd be so cavalier with something this important.

[girl] What is this?

[Mei] New fashion, honey. We gotta-- We gotta switch up these colors.

-[gasps] Mom, look at how cute this is. -So cute.

-[chuckles] Can I get it? -Oh.

Oh, honey, no. I'm sorry, that's way too much.

Okay, no, no, no. I can't stand the thought of you not having that.

Consider it an early Christmas present from Auntie Mei-Mei.

You're gonna look so hot. Come on.

-Mei. -[girl giggling] Are you kidding?

[phone beeps]

[Mei] This, please.

[Mei] A top for you.

[man on TV] I'll tell you what I am gonna give you, Snakes.

I'm gonna give you 'til the count of ten

to get your ugly, yellow, no-good keister…

-Ugh, this is garbage. -…off my spaceship…

I don't know why they're always trying to remake the classics.

Never as good as the originals.

You want some more P-corn, C-Train?

-Oh, yeah, that'd be great. -All right.

-[man on TV] One, two… -I don't remember this guy.

Whoa! Ho, ho!

Nearly lost your house there, Pama-lama-ding-dong.

["Somewhere In My Memory" playing]

[Jeff] Hey, honey.

-Put the topper on. -Should we put it on together?

-Yeah. -One, two, three. [gasps]

[girl] Santa came! Santa came!

[boy] Santa came! Santa came! Santa came!

I'm so excited.

Santa came!

-Oh, my God! -Santa came.

-Come here. -Oh, my God!

Home sweet home.

Mom, you gotta save our house.

Seriously, Mom, will you just get the doll?

It's just entering, Pam. We have the key.

Pam, you have to call me.

-Hi, Gavin… -Come and get me.

Now, Fräulein. Now!

I will, you ugly, little boy!

[man on TV] Keep the change, ya filthy earthling.

Well, I think you're very handsome.

Let's go.

-Where are we going? -To get some milk.

Oh, well, there's plenty of milk in the fridge, Pammy.

No, you guys have a ton of milk. You're all set on milk.

Uh, eggnog. We need-- We're gonna get some eggnog.

-You've seen the weather, right? -[Mei] It's snowmageddon out there.

Yeah, snowpocalypse, babe. Snowpocalypse is better.

-Are you gonna be okay to drive? -Yes, yes, yes, yes.

Yes. We are okay to drive.

[wind howling]

[Pam] Honey, your instincts were right.

We can't leave a winning lottery ticket in some stranger's house.

Yeah, yeah. We are doing this.

Oh, honey, that's Beechtree.

[tires screeching]

[both yelling]

[both yell]

Honey, steer into the slide.

N-No, y-you steer into a skid.

Pam, I watched an episode of Locked Up earlier today on demand,

and…

I can't go to jail, honey.

I wouldn't last 30 seconds in gen pop.

Gen pop?

General population.

It's where fresh fish get got.

Jeff.

I need you to focus.

Nobody here is getting got.

The only thing getting got is that doll.

So let's go get it!

[door bangs]

-Can you unlock the door? -Yeah.

-[lock clicks] -Sorry.

[door closes]

[Pam exhales]

Don't move.

Why are we standing still?

Because the light is motion-activated, and if we stand still, it'll turn off.

Yeah, but it's just gonna turn back on when we move again.

So, why are we standing still now?

I don't know. I'm not good at this.

I know.

[Jeff groans]

[Jeff grunts, inhales shakily]

[machine beeps]

And we're criminals.

-[Pam] Go. -[Alarm rings, buzzes]

[electronic voice] Alarm.

It's loud.

[alarm beeping, buzzing continues]

[electronic voice] Alarm.

[Jeff] Two, two, two, one.

Be careful. Don't slip.

-[Jeff whispers] Okay. -[beeps]

[Pam] They did leave in a hurry.

[beeps]

-Where'd you see the kid's jacket? -It was right here.

Well, we tried.

A jacket can't just get up and walk away. It has to be here somewhere.

Hey, don't bail on me.

We're a team.

O-Okay.

Him? I knew he was weird.

All we have to do is find that ugly, little boy.

And then some crazy, old lady will pay us $200,000 for him.

Two-hundred grand just to put him in a room,

clean him off with her little brushes, and show him off to all her friends.

[laughs] May I feed him a piece of this gross, old lady candy?

Of course. That's all he eats.

[groans]

-[laughing] -[retches]

Oh, Gertrude. He's perfect.

Worth every penny.

-[Max retches] -[grunts, laughs]

[laughing]

[whimpers]

Five grand for an ugly, porcelain kid.

I didn't get half that for my real kids.

We're not leaving here without him.

I don't think so.

[floorboards creaking]

The jacket.

-Homebot, call the police. -[Homebot beeps]

[Homebot speaking German]

There's someone home.

[Homebot speaking German]

And she's German.

[Homebot speaking German]

[Jeff repeats German]

Okay, on three, we run. One.

[grunts]

-Ow, ow. -[siren wails]

Whoa, that was fast.

-[siren wailing continues] -[Homebot speaking German]

[radio chatter]

Evening.

Hi.

Hello, Officer.

[scoffs] Did somebody slip and fall? [chuckles]

Ha! Busted.

Is this your residence?

Well, I certainly hope so.

Otherwise, I've been cleaning somebody else's sinks for the past 14 years.

[chuckles]

[chuckles] Sinks.

Is there a problem, Officer?

Honey, why don't you go warm up the car?

We got a call. Your home alarm's been triggered.

Yeah, well, the code is our anniversary, so…

you think he's gonna remember that? [chuckles]

I'm sure you never forget your anniversary, do you, Officer?

-Oh, no, no. [chuckles] -[car door closes]

-No ring on this finger, ma'am. -[engine starts]

No one's been able to tame this wild stallion.

[sniffs]

Well, I envy the filly who eventually ropes you in.

Another time, another place.

A whole lot of what-ifs, Officer.

[chuckles] Anyway, I'm so sorry we wasted your time.

Is there anything else I can help you with tonight?

No, don't worry 'bout it. No.

Unless you want me to arrest your husband for missing your anniversary, huh?

[both laugh]

Is it bad if a part of me says, "Yeah, I do want that"?

[both laughing]

What's so funny?

-[Pam laughs] -Get it?

What are you waiting for? Detain them.

-Now-- -[Max, faintly] Detain them!

What was that?

Nah, nah, we're all good.

What say you and your hubby have a nice holiday.

And a good night.

-Wait, you're letting them get away. -[sirens wailing]

And-- And then those people broke into my house,

-and I-I-I-- -Whoa, whoa.

-…think they're trying to kidnap me or-- -Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa.

Are you saying your parents left you home alone?

-Alone? Alone? Alone? -[bars sliding]

[pants]

[whispers] Why did you have to tell anyone, Max?

Why did you have to open your big mouth?

[pants]

[cries]

Maybe the police is a bad idea.

Nice couple.

[Max] You know what?

This whole house-to-myself thing might not have been the best idea, Homebot.

[Homebot beeps, speaks in German]

[groans] How do you switch back to English?

Changing language to English.

Oh, that was easy.

Homebot, call Mum.

I'm sorry. Voice calling is not available on this Homebot device.

[Max] So what do I do, Homebot?

I can't call my mum, and if I tell the police or anyone else,

they'll put my parents in jail.

A blue whale's veins are big enough for an adult human to swim through.

How is that supposed to help?

What time is it in Tokyo?

It is 11:37 a.m. tomorrow in Tokyo, Japan.

Night, Homebot.

[Homebot] Good night, Max.

[Carol shouting] What?

Wha-- Are you-- Are you serious?

So at no point you thought to check with me?

You just assumed that Max was on the other flight?

We didn't take a census. I--

Stu, did you assume he was on the plane?

[Stu] Carol, I swear to you. That boy was not in the house when we left.

And where do you think he was, Stu?

At the-- At the Four freaking Seasons?

He had fish curry on the plane.

We probably got a hard 30 before we're gonna see Stu.

You do realize that, because of you, I'm in Japan,

and my ten-- ten-year-old son is at home by himself?

Yeah, but-- but first-world problems, you know? [chuckles]

-First-world problems? -Stop it. Listen, listen, stop it!

I got that at Brookstone.

Dad's five minutes away.

He's at the travel desk and could only get one ticket home.

-Yes, hello. Beechtree Lane. -[gasps]

-With two-- -Beech with two E's.

Can you send an officer right away?

[Stu] Did somebody call the house?

No, because we don't have a landline. Nobody has a landline anymore.

Yes, Stu, nobody has a landline anymore because it's not 1993.

What's your next idea? Should I beep him after I listen to the new MC Hammer joint?

What about the neighbors? Call one of the neighbors.

-Activate the prayer chain. -We don't know the neighbors, Blake.

We only moved there two months ago. I don't think we even know their names.

Everybody we know is back in London.

Well, Mum, where are you going?

I'm going to go to the airport, darling, because I can't sit here while my son is--

I mean-- God, where is my passport?

-It's in your hand. -It's in my hand. It's in my hand.

See, Carol? Under stress, people make mistakes that we should forgive.

You know? People forget passports. People forget--

-[yells] No! -Stop it.

Oh, darling, happy Christmas. Mummy loves you very much. Okay?

[Stu] Uh, what's happening? Did Carol leave?

Travel safe.

[Stu] What-- What's going on?

[laughs]

-[man grunts] -[laughs]

[male dispatcher] Car 18, car 18. You near Lincoln Heights?

We got a call about a minor, one Maxwell Mercer.

Parents are on vacation and think he might have been left behind.

-Address is 36 Beechtree Lane. -Oh, you gotta be kidding me.

[clears throat] Um…

You can ignore that. That is a prank call. Over.

-[male dispatcher] Prank call? -Yep.

Listen, when I was a kid, my family went on vacation.

We forgot my little brother Kevin.

Twice.

He called in the 289 to mess with me. The idiot does it every year.

[male dispatcher] Are, uh, you sure about that?

Yes, I'm sure about that!

I know for a fact that there is no forgotten child at that address.

I was just there for a bogus home-alarm call, okay?

Guess what? The place had a McCallister Home Alarm system.

Oh, gee, a coincidence? I don't think so.

[male dispatcher] Yeah. So can you just drive by and check it out?

[Officer McCallister] Ten-four. I'm on my way now.

Nice try, Kevin. Nice try.

Trout sniffer.

[chattering]

Hey, guys.

Hey. We saved you some seats 'cause you were running late.

-People are still coming in. -[Jeff] Hi.

Hey, we saved you a seat 'cause you were running late to church.

Yep. Thanks.

I've got an app that will ping your assistant,

let you know when you're running late. I'll send it to you.

-Great. -Okay. Thank you.

Hey, so that dress is really…

Hmm?

-Her shoulder is so bare. -You see the full--

-You see her full shoulder. -Yeah.

-They grow up so fast, don't they? -Oh, Gavin. What are you doing here?

Well, it's Christmas Eve. It's the day that everybody goes to church.

-Am I right? -Yeah.

Peace be unto you. Peace be unto you. Is that how you say it? Peace be unto--

Oh, this is nice.

You dudes have been ghosting me. What up with that?

-No, we're-- -But I've got some news.

Houston, we have an offer.

-What? -Um. [clears throat]

Um, it's an offer for your dad's, uh, personal training.

And since you already paid for that jelly belly,

I'm gonna throw in some abs and thighs. That's what that is.

-Thank you. -Great.

Hey, Chris, honey, why don't you go put that, uh, toy in the toy-drive area.

Yeah, we're so proud of you. We really are.

[gasps]

Well, I'm definitely a child in need. Need of this.

-Can I help you? -Oh, yes.

Can I get a shopping cart, please?

-Mmm? -Shopping cart.

Oh! [laughs]

No, sweetheart.

These toys are for children less fortunate than you.

Ah, okay. Thought it was too good to be true.

[Max] Whoa, cool.

Thank you, young man.

And I hope you both have a very, very happy Christmas.

-That's unlikely. -Why? What's wrong? Parent trouble?

[sighs] Yeah.

[scoffs] Tell me about it.

They think I don't notice that they're stressed,

but it's super obvious.

Some weird guy keeps showing up pretending to be a personal trainer.

So? What do you say?

-What-- Who-- Who made this offer? -Oh, the Breckins.

Remember the young couple from the city?

Yeah, so they need to sign the contract before the new year.

Something about a tax thing.

-We can't do that. -That's impossible.

Yeah, rich people. Am I right? We're the worst.

[sighs] But listen, we're not gonna get a better offer than this.

So, why don't you take the holiday, think it over and get back to me.

All right? No presh. Well, maybe a little presh.

[chuckles] All right, you know, it's a lot of presh, actually.

All right, cool. Merry Christmas.

You know what? Can I give you a couple of my business cards?

Yeah. Gavin Washington. I do real estate.

At least you're with your mum and dad.

Mine have gone to Tokyo. I'm totally on my own.

That's the coolest thing ever.

I thought it would be, and for about an hour, it was.

But now I'm just lonely.

Here. Have this.

Sounds like you deserve it as much as anybody.

-Merry Christmas. -You too.

Enjoy it with your family. That's what makes it special.

Nice kid.

Thank you. You're a kind little boy.

I think that Santa's gonna bring you everything you want this year.

That'd be nice, but to be honest,

all I really want is my mum and dad back.

Oh, dear. Well, when did you lose them?

Um, two days ago.

Oh. Right at Christmas? You poor little thing.

[stammers] But who's taking care of you?

Uh, it's just me and Goobie at home, but we're getting by all right.

[priest] For Zion's sake, I will not keep silent…

Pam. Pam, it's the kid.

[Pam gasps]

You're right. It is. Who's the old lady?

Oh, at the open house, the kid's mom said

she was gonna leave the kid behind with the grandmother.

I can't believe she went through with that.

So grandma's the German.

Grandma's the German.

[Jeff] All right. So what's the plan?

It's perfect. We go now while they're not home and get our doll back.

The way old ladies drive, we'll be in and out before they leave the parking lot.

[tires screeching]

Wow, I need to come to church more often.

[people chatter]

[Pam] The street's too hot right now.

We'll wait till it gets dark.

We'll go around back.

Okay, Axel Foley.

[crowd chatters]

[PA: ticket agent] Standby... [continues in Japanese]

[baby laughing]

[baby babbling, laughing]

-[PA system dings] -Standby. [continues in Japanese]

-Sorry, did you just hear stand-- standby? -Huh?

Sorry, sorry, sorry. Excuse me, excuse me, excuse me. Sorry, sorry, sorry, sorry.

Um…

Sorry, uh, sorry. Uh, konnichiwa.

[stammers]

When will the-- [stammers] the stand-- the standby seats,

um, be announced? When?

A-Announced?

[microphone feedback]

Ma'am, I'd be more than happy to help you after you stand in the line behind you.

Thank you, and happy season.

I am trying to get home to my son,

who's alone and scared, and he needs his mother.

So I need you to answer my question right now.

Standby seat assignments will be announced after the check-in window closes

approximately one hour before departure.

Thank you.

And sorry.

And sorry.

Oh, not a problem. Thank you for flying with us.

Hi.

So we're doing this?

Yeah, just act casual.

-Just going for a walk. -Yeah.

[Jeff] It's just a stroll through people's backyards a-at night.

Through some undergrowth.

-It's the most natural thing in the world. -Yeah.

[Jeff] Do you know where you're going?

Yes. Now follow me.

[priest] …you shall be a crown of beauty in the hands of the Lord.

-[phone beeps] -Hey, where are they?

"Forgot to preheat the oven. Be back soon."

-That's a two-person job? -I don't know.

-[woman] Shh. -Oh, look. It's starting.

-Oh, here we go. -Oh, look at Abby. She looks so good.

[choir singing] ♪ O, holy night! ♪

♪ The stars are brightly shining ♪

♪ It is the night… ♪

This is it.

♪ Of the dear Savior's birth ♪

[Jeff] Why's the wall so high?

It's not like it's Buckingham Palace.

Okay. Here's what we'll do.

I'm gonna boost you up, and then when you get to the top, you'll lift me up.

-Do you think you can do that? -Yeah.

Okay.

-[Jeff grunts] -Okay, okay.

[Pam] Okay. Ready?

-[Pam] Okay. -[both groan]

♪ Fall on your knees ♪

-[Pam grunting] -[grunts]

[Jeff speaks indistinctly] Just-- Whoa!

-[Pam] Just-- Ow! -[grunts]

♪ The angel voices ♪

[Pam grunts] Okay. Just--

-[Jeff] One, two. -[Pam grunting]

[Jeff farts]

-Oh, my God. -I'm sorry. I'm sorry.

-I'm sorry. -[Pam retches]

Just get up there.

[sighs] Okay. Three.

[both grunt]

-[Jeff] Now climb up me. -Okay.

[Pam grunting]

-[Pam pants, grunts] -[Jeff] Oh, no!

[grunts]

[Jeff straining]

[Jeff screams, grunts]

[Jeff] Take my hand.

-[Pam grunts] -[Jeff screams]

[grunts]

♪ His power ♪

Get up there.

♪ And glory ♪

[both groaning]

Okay.

I'm nearly up.

[both grunt]

[grunts]

[sighs]

[whimpers]

[sighs]

-It's okay, Pam. I-- [screams] -[singing fades]

[grunts]

Oh.

A gate.

[Jeff grunting]

Oh.

[Jeff] A side gate? Really?

I'm sorry, but it's not like you saw the gate either.

[groans] Oh, I'm-- I'm fine by the way. Thank you.

Come on.

[sighs]

-[speaks indistinctly] -[Jeff] What?

[phone beeps]

[choir singing]

Oh.

[Pam] That's our little girl.

[choir continues]

-Try the door. -Okay.

"…the difference being that the clothes are made to fit you,

while you have to be made to fit the tree."

[woman] Better not let your father hear you say that.

Okay, Mom.

[man] "…wanted to with their buckets.

And how ardently they grew to love their…"

-[sighs] The wrong house. That's on me. -Yeah, yeah. I get the sense it was.

Okay, let's just go next door.

That's where he lives. We're gonna check it out.

[both screaming]

We're in a swimming pool! [screams]

We're freezing! [screams]

[Pam] Pulling you up! Come here! [screams]

-[Pam] Come on! -[Pam and Jeff grunting]

-[Pam] What should I do? -Get on my back!

[both groaning, screaming]

[man] "…one step, they leapt into the sky toward Neverland."

Why are man and lady drowning?

No. They're not drowning. They're in the sky flying.

-[Jeff] Okay. -[Pam] I'm up. I'm up. Okay.

Swim. Swim to me.

[Jeff grunts]

[Pam] I got you.

[Pam] Pull you up. Come here.

[both grunting]

[Pam grunts] And you're out.

[both panting]

What are we doing?

I am a teacher.

You're a data…

-[Pam stammers] ...manager. -Migration manager.

Maybe the universe is trying to tell us something, you know?

I mean, maybe we should just cut our losses.

-[Jeff screams] -[Pam grunts]

-[grunts, pants] -[Jeff grunts]

[both grunting, panting]

No.

We're not giving up.

We need a W, Pam.

A win.

Yeah.

We do deserve a W.

We're good people, Pam.

And we're gonna lose our home because Harry stinkin' Potter

comes into our house and steals the only thing that can fix our problems.

No. That's an injustice.

Yeah. That's not fair.

And-- And who are we if we give up now? I mean, what do we say to our kids?

"Oh, sorry we flushed your life down the toilet,

but life kept smacking us down with klepto kids

and German grandmothers and the stupid cloud."

I hate you, cloud.

Enough is enough.

Our W, our family's W, is in that house, and we're gonna get it.

Right now.

Well, I don't know about right now. Becau--

I mean, they could come home at any second.

Also, my pants are starting to freeze.

Oh, mine too.

Like, I don't feel that.

At all.

So let's come back later, you know? Like after dinner, after b-bedtime even.

Midnight, you know? Like after-- after the old lady's gone to sleep.

Yeah, but what if the kid wakes up?

You know, kids are always running down

in the middle of the night to see if Santa came.

What if I dress as Santa?

He'll think I'm just Saint Nick.

But this Santa's gonna be leaving

with that $200,000 ugly little boy in his sack.

And that's how we win. [chuckles]

Okay. Midnight it is, Mr. Claus.

I'm not spending my best years in some old lady's bedroom.

-Homebot, search good booby traps. -[Homebot beeps]

[Homebot] I'm sorry, the parental controls of this system restrict the term "booby."

Never mind.

-I love this dress. -Ollie, Ollie, what is that?

-Hey, did you take that from the church? -Oh?

What--

Oh.

[chuckling] Mom, Dad, where were you?

And wha-- what happened?

A car drove through a puddle and splashed us.

[Mei] What is--

-Yuck. -[chuckles] Imagine that.

-Ew. -[Hunter] Hmm.

Well, we should get dinner ready, huh?

Yeah.

[airplane dings]

-Sorry. -Am I looking at your screen?

-Yes. -Oh, okay.

-Yes. -I didn't even realize I'm doing it.

-[chuckles] Classic. -[chuckling] Yeah.

-Sorry, you're doing it again. -I'm still doing it?

-Yes. -I just-- I just can't help it, you know?

This is my screen, and that's your screen, so…

-No, I know that. I know how screens work. -Yeah.

You know they got TV and films on there?

Yep, yep, fully aware. I'm just, um, eager to get home.

It's like watching a watched pot, though. It's not gonna boil.

Yeah, well, it might one day.

Okay.

-I'll just get some sleep. -Thank you.

-Would you like some of my blanket? Okay. -No.

-Sorry. I'm sorry. -Apology accepted.

So, Mei wanted to spend Christmas in Hawaii this year,

but I told her, we just gotta suck it up and come here

because I knew you guys would appreciate it.

[speaking in German]

He could be a model, and he's only--

-How old are you? Four, right? -[Jeff] Like a runway model?

[Mei] Any kind of model. They say he has an incredible body for a boy his age.

♪ Christmas time, so full of cheer ♪

♪ But not for the children Who live in fear ♪

♪ 'Cause it ain't about gifts and toys ♪

♪ For less fortunate girls and boys ♪

[Mei singing] ♪ In a world so full of famine and wars ♪

♪ We all need a little more Santa Claus ♪

-Here you go. Just for the kids. -Chris.

-[Chris and Abby gasp] -No.

That's not the most expensive thing we bought you.

[Pam] We can't keep those. Thank you.

[yawns]

Oh, look at those snuggly, little elves all ready for bed.

Only a half-hour left till Christmas. See you in the morning.

-[footsteps depart] -[door closes]

Locked and loaded.

[Pam] Okay, we have a plan.

If we stick to it, we'll be back before anyone will even notice.

-Honey, slow down. -[tires screech]

Babe, slow down.

I'm trying. It's so icy.

[Pam] Put on the brakes!

-Steer into the slide. -No.

You pump into a slide, and you steer into a skid.

-Which one is this? -I'm not sure.

-[tires screech] -[both scream]

[both yell]

[Jeff grunts]

[chuckles] Yes.

-[both groaning] -[airbags squeal]

-Okay. -[Jeff] Okay. It's all over.

-Could've been worse. Could've-- -Yeah.

[both scream]

[laughs]

[sighs]

[Jeff clears throat]

Okay. Let's shake that off and focus.

[Pam] We are doing this.

[Jeff] We are doing it.

We'll be in and out before you--

-[screams] -[Pam grunts]

[winces]

-This is not going well. -[groans]

I think I shattered my coccyx.

[Pam grunts]

-Be careful, Jeff. It's slippery. -[groans]

-Oh, really? Thanks for letting me know. -[grunts]

[both grunt, groan]

[Jeff] I think I've worked out a good method.

How are you doing?

[Pam] Good. I'm getting there.

-I'm gonna make it. -[Jeff grunts]

All right. I'm doing this.

-I'm right behind you, babe. [yelling] -One more step and I got [elongated] it.

-[Jeff] Save me! -Okay. I got you.

[Jeff groans]

[shouts] The motion sensor.

-Hide. -[Jeff] Why is it so bright?

Why is it so dark?

[grunts, groans]

[chuckles]

[screams, groans]

[groans]

Come over here, honey. Come over here.

-Okay. -Quick, quick.

[screams, grunts]

-[Pam] Oh! -[Jeff grunts]

Yes! [chuckles]

What's the lumen count on that thing?

Oh, man.

Hey, what if they're awake?

Wait here.

-[Pam grunts] -[Jeff] Oh.

[chuckles]

Now it's re-tangling.

Go the other way. Now turn. Face.

-It's getting more wrapped up. -Rotate.

-[Pam] You're not helping. -[Jeff] Yes, I am.

-Okay. Yeah, I did it. -Okay.

I'm going round back.

Aw.

[Jeff] "Dear Santa. I tried waiting up for you, but I'm too sleepy.

Come on in!"

[chuckles] Aw.

Mmm.

[grunts]

[gags] Milk hot!

Why milk hot?

[screams]

[grunting]

[soda fizzes]

[soda bubbles, fizzes]

[soda bubbling]

[soda fizzing]

[soda fizzes]

Hmm.

[screaming]

[laughs]

Bombs away.

Stop! Stop!

[Pam grunting]

You know, I guess my mum was right. Soda is bad for you.

Wait! We just want our doll-- [grunts]

Stop! We can talk.

[grunts] We just want our--

[grunts]

How the heck do you have so much soda?

My parents buy in bulk. It's more cost effective.

And forget about taking this $200,000 ugly boy.

We're not here to hurt you.

Please, just calm down, and we can talk about this rationally.

So easy on the soda, okay?

Ah. [screams]

[whimpers]

[screams]

[whimpers]

Ouch! Ouch!

Ow! Ow! Ooh!

[grunting]

[pants]

[machine beeps]

[alarm blaring]

[electronic voice] Alarm!

One, one, one, two--

[groaning, cries]

-[keypad beeps] -[alarm stops]

Santa? Is that you?

[groans]

Ho! Ho! Ho! How are you, little boy?

Orange stripe, center pocket.

No!

[grunts]

Ooh! That did not sound right. [chuckles]

[pants]

[grunting]

So hot and so cold at the same time. [cries]

Jeff?

Jeff!

[grunts]

Where am I?

-[Jeff gasps] What? This-- [whimpers] -[dogs barking]

-[Jeff] I'm scared. -[bird shrieks]

What is this?

[Jeff groans]

Okay. I'm okay. I have all my parts.

[whimpers]

-Am I dead? Is this dead? -[bird shrieks]

[gasps]

[screams, whimpers]

That's too high! I'm too high.

[grunts, pants]

I don't like-- [whimpers]

Where have you taken me?

You can do this, McKenzie.

-[stones fall] -Okay, you just gotta make it across.

Just one small jump.

[whimpers]

One, two, three!

[groans]

[laughs]

[groaning]

[Pam] Jeff?

[groans]

Jeff?

Jeff!

[bangs]

[banging]

There's something blocking the door.

[grunts]

[banging]

[grunting]

[sound distorts]

-[Jeff groans] -[Pam gasps]

-Oh, honey. -[Jeff groans]

-[Pam gasps] -[Jeff groans]

He's hurting me, Pam.

Me too, baby. Me too.

Little, limey monster tried to set me on fire.

Why's he doing this to us, Pam?

He just told me our 200 grand is getting away.

He has our doll, and he knows what it's worth.

[sighs]

We have to get it back.

-[joints crack] -[groans]

[Pam grunts]

[metal scraping]

Ow!

Ow! Ow! Ow! Ow!

[pants]

Ow!

[groans] The Eiffel Tower? Really? [grunts]

[Legos clattering]

[grunts]

[whispers] Don't you dare judge me. I'm doing this for my family.

[snores]

[sniffles]

[snores]

[Jeff] You learned anything?

Just that this kid owns a lot of Legos.

[footsteps]

[Jeff speaks German]

[in German] We are coming in…

[in English] I forgot the word for peace.

-Yeah, look it up. -Okay, let's see.

-[Jeff murmurs] -"Pancake." No. "Potato." "Paralysis."

-[Max] Up here. -[Jeff] Oh, hey.

Okay. So-- So listen. [stammers] We just wanna talk.

[screams, grunts]

Would you just stop and talk to us?

[screams, grunts]

-Please! -[speaks German]

We are coming in Frieden.

Frieden is peace.

[Max] Come on up and get me!

[grunts]

Ouch.

[screams, grunts]

[Pam] He put butter on the stairs.

Flour, milk and butter.

He's turning me into a cookie.

Well, you need sugar for a cookie.

[groans, cries]

Who raised this little monster?

I think we should go back home.

There is no going back.

This is who we are now.

This is the life we've chosen.

We've gone to the other side.

You'll never find me.

[grunts]

[screams]

Harry Potter turned me into a pincushion.

Good job, honey. I'll be right there.

[groans]

[grunts]

Or not.

[whirring]

Well, hello.

Catch.

Oh, no. You hit me with the incredibly soft yoga ball.

[grunts]

[screams]

[Jeff screams]

[Pam screams, grunts]

[sighs]

Go get him, Jeff.

[groans]

[Max] Given up yet? Or are you thirsty for more?

[breathing heavily]

[joints crack]

Eight ball. Your face.

There's nowhere to run now, little man.

[Max] We'll see about that.

See ya.

Pam, he jumped off the balcony!

Good.

[pants]

The jacket.

Oh, no. A ladder.

[chuckles] You really think I'm that stupid?

[groans]

Yes. Yes, I do.

[whispers] Dolly? [pants]

What?

[groans]

Aw.

That's it. Time's up, little guy.

[whimpering]

[whimpers]

[screams, groans]

No!

[whimpers]

[growls]

[Pam] That's far enough.

Well, hello there.

-[Jeff whimpers] -I'll do it.

Please, please, please no more pool balls.

Drop the gun.

Not a chance.

-[gun cocks] -I'm not playing around, lady.

[whimpers] He's not. He-- He shot me with several pool balls tonight.

Enough!

This stops here.

You picked the wrong mom to mess with.

[screams]

[screams]

-[grunts] -[Jeff] Honey, are you okay?

Please, no more Legos or fire

or freaking thumbtacks. We just wanna talk.

Yeah, right. I heard your plan.

You wanna kidnap "the ugly boy"

and sell me to some old lady for 200 large.

What?

What? [scoffs]

And I'm not ugly. My mum says I've got character.

You thought--

[stammers]

Is that why you made this death maze?

Kid, we just want our doll back.

What doll?

The one you stole from our house. The boy with the bad face. The ugly boy.

That? I didn't steal that.

I'm ten years old. Why on earth would I want a doll?

Oh, no. This is bad.

We did a bad thing.

One of the worst bads we could've done.

I think we need to wake up your grandma.

You wanna call my grandma in England?

No. The grandma who's staying here.

From Germany.

[speaks German]

My grandma's not staying with me.

Well, then who is?

No one. It's just me.

What?

Wait, where are your parents?

Tokyo.

Oh. Sweetie, I am so sorry.

If we had known you were staying here by yourself,

we would've handled things a lot differently.

We wouldn't have broken into your home even once.

This was just a huge misunderstanding.

Now, why don't you just put that heavy gun down?

Oh, sweetie, come here.

You're safe now.

We'll take care of you, okay?

Okay.

[all scream]

[Jeff whimpers, screams]

[pants]

Okay, I know what it looks like…

But that was genuinely an accident.

Well, I hope so.

Because-- [screams] No.

I gotta go take a-- I'm gonna go sit down.

Okay. Let's call your parents and let them know that you're okay.

You can stay with us till they get back.

I'm gonna be in so much trouble.

[clicks tongue] No, honey.

Your mom is just gonna be happy to see you. I promise.

[Jeff] At first.

But-- But then you'll be in trouble.

Pretty bad, I would-- I would imagine.

I think we're all gonna have quite a bit of explaining to do.

Okay, so, you go to this kid's house, because you think he stole the doll…

-[stammers] -…and on the way there, you hit a tree,

which is why…

Yeah.

And then when you get to this kid's house, he's home alone?

-Yes. Pretty much, yeah. Yes. -Mm-hmm.

[clicks tongue] Wow.

How about your mom? Have you talked to her?

Yeah, we called her when she landed.

She cried happy tears. I didn't even know you could do that.

So, are we moving?

I'm sorry, guys…

But we got an offer on the house,

and we can't afford not to take it.

But it's okay,

because what makes this house so special to us is us.

Right?

Your mum speaks a lot of sense.

Without my mum and dad, my house really didn't feel like home.

Oh, babe, what if one of those open house poacher people took the doll?

-Mmm, yes. -Jeff, have you heard about this?

They just come into your house and take all of your valuables. It's crazy.

Greta Van Susteren did a thing about it on 60 Minutes.

-Full hour. Yeah. -Full hour.

-Who knows? -Greta Van Susteren knows.

But it's gone now, and, you know, we need to--

Ollie?

Doll.

Ollie, angel, do not move.

[speaks Spanish]

-["Carol of the Bells" playing] -[no audible dialogue]

[music continues]

[music continues]

[music fades]

[grunts]

-[groans] -That was incredible.

[stammers] Are you okay?

[chuckles]

Yeah. Yeah, I think we both are.

Hey, who would've thought Ollie was gonna save the day, right?

-[Mei] Yay, baby. Good job, my love. -[Hunter] Good job, buddy.

[doorbell rings]

[gasps]

Mum!

[bag thuds]

Max. Mmm.

Oh. I'm so sorry we left you, darling.

[chuckles] Let me look at you. [laughs]

You've got a great kid.

Yeah. Yeah, I really do.

He's very creative.

Creative. Yes. He's so creative.

Thank you. That's nice to, um--

Oh.

Wow, that really was some fender bender.

-[chuckles] -[Pam] Mmm.

You should see the tree.

[gasps] Oh.

Do-- Do you wanna stay?

Because we have a lot of eggnog.

They got more nog than they know what to do with.

Oh. Uh, uh, thank you, but, uh, no.

I-- I, um…

I just wanna get this guy home now. [chuckles]

Never been so excited to see my house.

-[Carol chuckles] -Actually--

-Yes! Home. -Mm-mmm.

Home is where the heart is.

"Sweet Home Alabama."

Homer's Odyssey.

-Where do they wind up at the end? -Home.

Spoiler alert.

You're probably too young to have read it, but they end up at home.

[Carol] Yeah, that's lovely.

-There is no place like home. Thank you. -Thank you.

Come on, you.

Merry Christmas, Max.

Be good.

You too.

[Carol] Ooh. I need another hug.

Aw.

-I missed you so much. -[Max chuckles]

[Carol] Hey, I hope the house isn't a mess.

-[Jeff whispers indistinctly] -Wow.

-[Jeff groans] -Wow.

-She must be so happy to finally be home. -Yeah.

Because I guess home is just another word for family, right?

So, does that mean we get to stay here?

-Yeah, sweetie. It does. -[Chris] Yes.

-Yeah. -[Pam chuckles]

-[Chris chuckles] -[grunting]

Mommy's ribs. Mommy's ribs are sore.

So glad they're not poor anymore.

-It made me so uncomfortable. -It was so awkward.

Hey, what do you say we open some presents?

-[Chris gasps] Yes! -Yes!

-[Abby] Can I open the big one? -[Chris] Oh, my gosh!

-Merry Christmas. -Merry Christmas.

-[Abby] I call opening first. -Me first.

[Pam] Okay, guys. One at a time.

-[Chris] Thank you, Dad. -[Abby] Thank you.

I love it.

[all laugh]

[Carol] You wouldn't believe how much I missed you.

It's just gonna be two of us for Christmas, hey?

-That'll be nice, won't it? -Mm-hmm.

[Carol] Oh, dear. What a day.

[Carol grunts]

-Home sweet home. -[machine beeps]

-There's a very reasonable explanation. -[cracking]

[chattering, laughing]

[Carol] I think he looks like a little politician.

-[Max] Mum, please. -[Katie] He looks like a politician.

[Abby] Part of it's the sweater vest. He does look like a politician.

-I like it. I actually like it. -Mum.

-I don't even know anything about… -Okay, everybody, time to eat.

Oh, this looks incredible.

Thank you so much, and the house looks so beautiful.

Oh, don't thank me.

Thank that creepy doll.

Selling that paid for everything. Our mortgage, our trip to Europe…

And your new chandelier.

-[Carol] Thank you. -And don't forget the drywall.

Oh, yeah. Well--

I always thought the house could've done with a little remodeling anyway. So…

Keep it on those settings, Terry. All right. Take it easy. All right. Sorry.

Sorry, everybody. That was work. Apologies.

On Christmas Day?

Jeff has been promoted to District Manager.

There's no Christmas for the cloud, Mike.

The cloud never sleeps.

And I provide 24-7 cloud management services. And that includes--

[clears throat] Dad.

Oh.

Let's make a toast.

-Yes. -Oh, um, can I get one of those?

You know, they're quite sugary.

I think we should let him have the soda.

Remember what happened last time?

[all laugh]

-There you go, buddy. -Thanks.

-Huh? Oh. [chuckles] -[all laugh]

Cheers.

To new friends.

-And family. -Mmm.

And me having no permanent neurological damage.

-[all laugh] -Yeah, that's good.

And here's to Max for bringing us all together.

Merry Christmas, everybody.

-Merry Christmas! -[Mike] Cheers.

-[Carol] Merry Christmas, darling. -[chattering]

Merry Christmas. Cheers, darling.

-[Jeff] Merry Christmas, everyone! -[glasses clinking]