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(knocking)

Buenos dias!
(gasping)

Don't tell me you fell
asleep in here again.

How long has it been since you
actually put on your pajamas

and slept in your bed?

You truly are a godsend.

I'm serious, Charlotte.

You can't live like this,
it's not healthy.

Well, I don't have
time to sleep, okay?

Sales are slowing down.

I have to create
a new collection quick

before everyone just forgets
about Alistair altogether.

Every luxury brand is
slowing down right now.

It's inflation.

Prices are too high for people.

But that doesn't change the fact
that I haven't created anything

new or worthwhile since April.

Well, it's probably very hard
to get inspired when you

don't go out and socialize
with humans every now and then.

Hey, I socialize.

I talk to you every day.

I'm your seamstress.

You literally pay me
to talk to you every day.

Are you sure there
is nothing in here?

Nothing.

Everything I draw looks more
like lounge wear than luxury.

There is nothing
wrong with lounge wear.

There is when you
own a luxury boutique

and you pride
yourself on exclusive

and cutting edge clothing.

Point taken.

Shall we go open?

Uh, change first, please,
before we go downstairs.

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Did you get more silk,
by the way?

I need to make more of
those gold tunic pieces.

Unfortunately,
the price went up, 120 a yard.

120? Are you kidding?

That's going to put us
way over budget.

The cost of being
a luxury designer.

Not to mention the rent's
going up in January.

Do you have to leave me
for two whole weeks?

Yes. Some people spend their
holidays with their families.

It's a very strange concept,
I know.

(phone ringing)

Speaking of which.

(phone ringing)

Hi, Mom.

Mom:
Oh, Charlie. You picked up.

What's up?
Is everything okay?

Oh, everything's fine.
It's great, actually.

Christina and Peter's place
is still under renovation,

so they're going to be staying
here until the new year now.

(chuckling) It's going to be
a full house for the holidays.

Yeah, sounds cozy.

So, if you have time in
your busy schedule to come by

for a night or two,
we thought it would be really

special for us
all to be together.

Maybe watch some movies,
play some games, like old times.

Mom, you know I'd love to,
but I'm just too busy right now.

I need to be here
to man the store.

Mom: You can't close
for a few days?

Mom, we've talked
about this.

If I close the store then
I could miss a customer,

and every customer
matters right now.

I know, I know.

I just thought I'd try.

Would have been so nice
for us all to be together

for the last year
of Elfcapades.

I know.
Maybe next year.

Wait. Did you say the last year
of the Elfcapades?

Mm-hm.
I thought I told you.

What-- No, why is it
the last year?

Dee Dee?

Charlie.

Tell her I said hi.

Rick says hi.

Honey, I've gotta go.

Rick and I are going
cross-country skiing.

Please, just think about
making the trip, okay?

I'll make your
favorite ginger loaf.

(chuckling)
Maybe next year.

I'll talk to you later.
Love you.

Mom:
Love you too, Char.

What?

You're seriously not
going home for Christmas

because you're afraid you're
going to miss a customer?

You do realize 80% of our sales
come from the website, right?

Well, someone has to
be here for the other 20.

(scoffs)
Is there some other reason

you're avoiding going home

or you're just
a complete Scrooge?

I'm not a Scrooge.
I'm just focused.

I have worked really
hard for 10 years

trying to put
Alistair on the map.

- I'm not slowing down now.
- (shop bell dings)

If you say so.

If you'll excuse me,
I have a customer to attend to.

Hi, welcome to Alistair.

Is there anything
I can help you with?

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(pipes rattling)

Great. Just great.

No water.

*

Yes, we're hoping to have
a spring collection ready

for New York Fashion Week
in February.

Absolutely, yeah.
We'll work right on that.

Uh, can I call you
right back?

- (water dripping)
- Margo: Charlotte, finally.

Wh-- What is happening here?

Uh--

Why are my garments
completely drenched?

A pipe burst.
It's an old building.

It was bound to happen.

"Bound to happen?"

This is my livelihood.

I need to sell these
in order to pay you rent.

Well, don't you have
any extras in the back?

Extras?
No, we are a boutique.

Each garment is hand-stitched
and one-of-a-kind.

That's not very efficient.

(sighing)
This is a disaster.

How long is this
going to take to clean up?

Well, the plumber said
there's significant damage,

so you're gonna have to close up
and leave for the next week

so I can take care of it.

A week?
Are you kidding me?

Do I look
like I'm kidding you?

Wh-- Where am I
supposed to go?

Well, don't you have friends
and family you can stay with?

What about staying with Margo?

I'm renting out
my place while me

and my family are in Colorado.

Sorry, Charlotte,
but unless you want to live

in a place with no running
water for the next week,

you better figure it out.

(sighing)

It's ruined.

- (thudding)
- (gasping)

Sorry.

(whirring)

- (sighing)
- (turning off hairdryer)

I'm so sorry, Charlotte.

I don't know
what I'm gonna do.

I don't have the money
to replace all this fabric.

This is a catastrophe.

We'll figure it out.

I don't know if Alistair's
going to bounce back from this.

Come on, we just have to
pray for a Christmas miracle.

Aren't you Jewish?

Okay, fine.
A Hanukkah miracle.

Either way,
I believe in miracles,

especially this time
of year.

Well, that makes one of us.

(phone ringing)

Oh, maybe this
is the insurance.

Hello.

Yes, this is her.

Uh-huh.

Wait. What?

Warwick's Christmas Challenge?

But I never applied--

Tomorrow? Uh, yes.

Two o'clock?

Okay, great.
Thank you.

Did you submit Alistair for

the Warwick's Christmas
Design Challenge?

Did you just get accepted?

They said one of their
designers had to drop out

for personal reasons so they're
looking at me to fill the spot.

I have a meeting with
Roger Warwick tomorrow

to discuss details.

- What?
- (laughing)

That's amazing!

You could be
the next Donna Karan.

I can't believe you
applied without telling me!

I knew the word "Christmas"
would turn you off.

You're so talented,
Charlotte.

The world deserves
to see what you can do.

Christmas garb or otherwise.

Roger: We loved your brand
right from the get-go.

Fabulous designs,
great social media.

The reason we didn't
choose you right away

is that we felt your design
style just didn't match

this year's challenge.

Oh?

Why? What is the challenge
this year?

It's to design
two holiday outfits.

One for a female buyer,
one for a male buyer.

It's for our home
and family brand.

Home and family?

Yeah, it's actually our most
popular clothing division.

It's affordable,
it's inclusive, family-oriented.

But I design luxury pieces.

Exactly.

We thought you might
actually bring something special

to this year's challenge.

How much time would I have?

So, we do a fashion show
Christmas Eve.

Wow, that's, uh...

that's eight days away.

It is, and,
as you know,

the winner gets their design
sold in all of our stores

right across the nation,
as well,

you continue to design for us
for the entire year.

- Wow, really?
- Mm-hm.

That's incredible.

So, the only question is...

are you up
for the challenge?

Because there's a lot of other
designers here in New York City

that would love to be
sitting in your seat.

Uh, no.
I-- I'm definitely interested.

Roger:
Fantastic.

Here are the models
that we will be designing for,

and their specs are on
the back of the picture.

Well, great.

Thank you so much.

I will not disappoint.

Nice to meet you,
and we'll see you Christmas Eve.

Excellent.

Thank you.

Margo:
Home and family.

Wow, that's huge.

I know, but he says
he needs the designs

to be festive, inclusive,
affordable, and family-oriented.

So, Alistair's polar opposite.

Yup, but winning this
competition

would push my career to
a whole new level.

I'll design baby bonnets.
I am desperate for a win.

I'm so sorry.
I can't even help you sew.

Oh, that's okay. I only
have to design two outfits.

I think I can manage.

So, when are
you going home?

What do you mean?

What do you mean
what do I mean?

You're not planning on staying
here without water, are you?

Well, no, but--

Uh, but what, Charlotte?

You're designing Christmas
attire for home and family.

Don't you think it
might be beneficial

to go spend Christmas
at home with your family?

It's just--

It's just what?

You're right.

I can't afford an AirBnB at
this time of year anyway. So...

Brooksbend it is, I guess.

Hallelujah!

This will be
so good for you.

I just know it.

Mm-hm.

Radio Host #1: You know,
this might be my favorite night

of Elfcapades.

I mean, cookies, hot chocolate,
Christmas carols. Come on.

Radio Host #2: Right.

My kids are really gonna
miss it next year.

Radio Host #1:
Oh, tell me about it.

I guess we'll just have to go
all out for the next seven days

and make
Gregory Carmichael proud.

Radio Host #2:
Here, here!

Radio Host #1:
Okay, let's do it.

- (gasping)
- (tires squealing)

(smashing)

(sighing)

I am so sorry. I--

I was completely daydreaming
and not paying attention.

That's not ideal when you're
behind the wheel of a vehicle.

I know. I'm a little
out of sorts today.

I've been driving the past
four hours from Manhattan.

Ah, city girl.
That explains it.

What's that supposed
to mean?

Were you texting?

What?

No. Stereotype much?

Well, lucky for you
mine's okay.

So, you're just going to have
to worry about your own there.

Oh, come on.

Oh!

Well, that's a great start.

(sighing)

Tell you what.

Why don't you
follow me to my shop

and I'll take care of it?

Your shop?

I'm a mechanic.

Oh, and here I was
thinking your coveralls

was a personal
fashion choice.

Follow me
and I'll take you home after.

I got this.
Here. Just watch out.

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I remember this place.

This used to be
Joe Segal's right?

Uh, you know, I don't know.
It was vacant when I got here.

I'm actually new
to Brooksbend.

Oh, wow. So, you actually
chose to live here.

Why?

Because it's so welcoming
and homey.

Everyone here is really
family and community focused.

People have been
so kind to me.

I can't imagine why
anyone would want to leave.

Mm.
Three words for you.

New York City.

Two words for you.

Hard pass.

Hm.

Besides, bet the city doesn't
have twelve days of Elfcapades.

You ever heard of it?

I grew up going.

Really?

I'm actually volunteering with
the Elfcapades this year.

Are you on probation?

No, I-- I just like how
it brings people together.

(snorting)

What?

Nothing. Just sounds like you're
on an after-school special.

Wow.

You're really defying
the whole cold-hearted

city slicker
stereotype here.

Yeah, it's not
my thing anymore.

It's a little
too much... Christmas.

That's sort of the point.

Well, as much fun
as this is,

we should get going before my
mom sends out the authorities.

Right, yeah.
Let's get you home.

Just have to get my bag.

Oh, okay, yeah.

*

Thank you for the ride.

Yeah, no problem.

And how long do you think
the repairs will take?

Oh, it'll just
take a couple days.

Thank you, uh...

Spencer.

- Spencer.
- Yeah.

Right.

Well, merry Christmas.

Hello?

Mom? Christina?

Oh, Charlie. You're here!
You're really here.

- Oh, I can't believe it.
- (laughing)

Is it really you?

Well, I'm not an apparition,
so I think it's really me.

Aw, you look tired.
Are you getting enough sleep?

Yes, I'm fine, Mom.

Auntie Charlie!

Hey, buddy.
Look at you.

You're so tall.
How did that happen?

Oh, it's called
the passage of time.

And I eat a lot
of broccoli.

That, too.

- Hi, Chris.
- Come here.

Char, it's great
to see you,

but I had 10 bucks down
that you wouldn't show.

I appreciate that,
Pete, thank you.

Okay, who's ready to go?

Me, me, me!

Charlotte, hi.
Welcome home.

Uh, where are you going?

Well, Elfcapades, silly.

It's the cookie
and cocoa crawl tonight!

Dee Dee's is our first stop.

Oh, well,
you guys have fun.

I have to unpack
and start sketching,

but we'll catch up tomorrow.

What? Come on.

This was always your
favorite of the Elfcapades.

I know, but I have
a lot of work to do.

This opportunity I have with
Warwick's is once in a lifetime.

So, I'm sorry.

So, you came all this way to
just keep ignoring us for work?

Christina.

You sure you're just not
scared of bumping into Evan?

I told you not
to bring that up.

Peter: I can throw him out
if he's there.

Ben and I just got
our blue belts in karate.

Hiya!

(laughing)

Wah!

Well, that's very
nice of you guys,

but it's been four years.

I think I can handle
seeing him.

Well, it would really mean
a lot if you came, Charlie.

Even just for an hour.

(sighing)

Please, Auntie Charlie?

(groaning)

All right, just give me
a minute to unpack.

Yay!

*

Thanks for coming,
and merry Christmas.

(chuckling)

Dee Dee?

Well, look at all
these wonderful faces.

And you,
I feel like we've met before.

Mm...

It's Aunt Charlie!

Oh, my goodness.
Charlie.

Hi, Aunt Dee Dee.

I spy some gingerbread
cookies at two o'clock.

Get 'em
while they're hot.

Cookies!

Welcome home, kiddo.

Oh, it's been
way too long.

This is a great turnout.

You know,
I wasn't sure what to expect,

but so many people
are still participating.

It just keeps growing,
year after year.

Your dad would be delighted.

But then why
is it ending?

The town decided to
take back the funding.

I tried to stop them,

but they had
their minds made up.

Something to do with
allocating the money

to a new community project.

Well, that doesn't
make any sense.

I mean, people love it.
It's tradition.

My dad wanted
it to keep going.

I know. We'll have to find
a new way to honor him.

Charlotte Carmichael.
Oh, my God.

I haven't
seen you in ages, girl.

Oh, Gwen, hi!

Can you believe that
it has been 10 years

since we graduated
high school?

God, it feels
just like yesterday

we were roaming
around the hallways, huh?

O-M-G. He's here.

How does my hair look?

Uh, wha-- Who's here?

Oh, my God.
Is my make-up okay?

How's my breath?
(blowing)

Uh it's very minty.

But who are you--

- You.
- You.

Hi, Spencer.

Um, can I get you a cookie
or a beverage?

Uh, I'm okay right now,
but thank you.

Okay. If you need anything,
just ask.

I'm, uh,
happy to be of service.

I will, yeah.
For sure. Thank you.

Uh, well,
that was... interesting.

Every single woman
in town is after him.

Wow. Lucky you.

Have you decided who
you're going to give

the final rose
of the night to?

(chuckling)

What can I help you
with tonight, Dee?

Well, you can either
help serve with Gwen,

or decorate a new
batch in the back.

Up to you, doll.

I'll be in the back.

Pleasure as always.

How do you two
know each other?

I hit him with my car today.

That's one way
to meet new people.

I'm gonna slip into the back.
Make yourself at home.

Thanks, Dee.

Ugh.

Uh...

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Oh.

(clearing throat)

You look like
you just saw a ghost.

(sighing)

Ghost of Christmas Past
to be specific.

An ex?

Ding-ding.

Mm. Yeah, that's one of
the drawbacks

about being in a small town.

One of many.

Here.

Take your mind off it.

Surprised to see you here.

Thought Christmas
wasn't your thing.

Well, it's important
to my family.

My dad was actually the one
who started the Elfcapades

30 years ago.

You're kidding.

Your dad
was Gregory Carmichael?

Mm-hm.

Well, that would make
you Dee Dee's niece.

You're the-- the one
she's always talking about.

The big fashion
designer in New York.

(chuckling) I don't know
about a big fashion designer,

but it's getting there.

I'm actually a contestant

in the Warwick's Design
Christmas Challenge this year,

and if I win they're
going to sell my designs

in all
their department stores.

Wow, that's a big deal.

Even I know Warwick's.

The only problem is
is I have one week

to design
two holiday garments.

It's just not enough time.

Eh, you can do it.

You have no idea how hard it is
to design an original garment,

especially one
that needs to be festive

and appeal to
the average man slash woman.

It's completely
out of my comfort zone.

I don't even know
where to start.

I do. Here.

The Elfcapades.

There's all the festive
inspiration you could hope for,

and, from what I can tell,

everyone who attends is
super family-focused.

Yeah, especially all the single
women when they look at you.

Talk about being
outside your comfort zone.

I'm not really looking
to be dating right now.

You and me both.

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What?

Why don't you come with me
to the rest of the Elfcapades?

You can get
all the inspiration you need

for your Warwick design
and you could be my buffer.

Buffer? Really?

What are you 15?
It can't be that bad.

- Come on--
- Spencer!

There you are.
What are you doing?

Just doing a new batch
for Dee Dee.

Okay, well, hurry up.

Someone found a mistletoe
with your name on it.

Um...

Yeah, he might be a while.

He is a really
slow decorator.

No rush.

We'll be waiting.

(chuckling)

Wow.

Okay, you weren't lying.

Please come with me.

(laughing)

Okay, hear me out.

I will go to
the Elfcapades with you

if you will be
my personal model.

Personal model?
What does that mean?

Well, you're about the same
size as the model that

I have to design
an outfit for

for the Christmas Eve Fashion
Show in New York,

and it would really help me
to have a real person

to try on the designs,
see how they fit and look.

So, basically you want me
to be a mannequin?

Exactly.

That feels degrading somehow.

Oh, and using me as
your personal buffer isn't?

Good point.

So, we have a deal?

Fine.

My cookies look so cute.

Not as cute as mine.
Look at this guy.

Cute as a button.

*

Yeah, I-- I cannot believe
you're doing the rest

of Elfcapades to help some
random mechanic you just met,

and when I ask
it's like pulling teeth.

Well, it's not just to help him,
I mean, he has a point.

It might inspire
my Warwick's design,

'cause as of now,
I have nothing.

What's that?

It's a snow angel silk dress.

Word of advice?

Nix the silk.

Christmas attire should be
warm and cozy, not slippery.

Well, what do you suggest?

I don't know.
Cotton?

Cotton?
That's so simple.

Christmastime
should feel simple.

Two hot coffees and some fresh
gingerbread cookies.

- Thanks, Aunt Dee Dee.
- Thanks, Aunt Dee Dee.

I must say, Charlie,
I haven't seen your mum

this excited in years.

Having you home for
Christmas is the best gift

she ever could have
asked for.

Yeah, well,
I have a pretty busy week,

so I hope expectations
aren't too high.

We'll try
to keep them at bay.

Wow.

What?

You're a real ball
of holiday cheer.

You used to love
this time of year.

Yeah, well, things change.

*

(sighing)

(knocking)

Lasagna's ready.

Can you take a break?

Come eat with us.

I don't think so. I--

I have a lot of
work to do still.

Maybe tomorrow night?

'Kay.
Well, don't work too hard.

*

Man on megaphone: Welcome to
the Elfcapades Night Market!

Don't forget
your hot chocolate!

Okay, so, I see
garlands with tinsel.

Mm-hm.

Twinkly lights.
Candy canes.

Mm-hm.

Anything jumping out
at you?

(Christmas music playing
in background)

Besides a sea
of people

with very questionable
fashion sense?

Wow.
Judgmental much?

I'm sorry,
but in New York City

if you wear
pajamas pants out in public,

it is a very serious offence.

I think it's endearing.

Coming from a guy
who wears onesie every day,

I wouldn't expect
anything else.

It's not a onesie.
They are coveralls.

Whatever.
Same thing.

Come on.

There is Christmas
inspiration everywhere.

Try to use that to
your advantage

rather than focus
on the negatives.

Fine.

(sighing)
Isn't this great?

Everyone's out,
away from their screens,

enjoying the magic
of the season.

You really love Christmas,
don't you?

You and my dad would
have been... best buds.

I don't know. I just think
there's something special

in the air this time of year.

Oh, no.

You're not one of
those lunatics that

decorates in early November,
are you?

November first,

my wife and I, we would go nuts
and decorate the whole house.

Our neighbors
thought we were crazy.

You were married?

Her name was Laura.

She got sick
a few years back.

Hodgkin's lymphoma.

I'm so sorry.

That is awful.

That's why I decided
to move to this place.

Leave the past
in the past.

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Don't you find it hard to
celebrate Christmas without her?

Yeah.

But I don't think
she would want me to avoid it

just because she's not here.

I don't know.

Oh, man. She would have
loved the Elfcapades.

Son of a... snowman!
Go, go, go!

What are you doing?

Oh, my gosh.
That's my ex over there.

Being in this town is
like living in a snow globe.

Where is he?

Green coat, red hat.

Evan Miller?

(shushing)

Is-- Isn't he the mayor?

Brooksbend's youngest
mayor ever elected.

What is he doing?
Who is he with?

Are they holding hands?

Did you guys, like,
just break up or something?

Four years ago.

You okay?

Yeah, no, I'm fine.
Everything's fine.

It's not like
we were engaged or anything.

Engaged? Really?

Broke up with me
two months after my dad...

He said he was...

He said he needed space
and he was sick

of taking the train to New York
every other weekend.

He abandoned me
when I needed him most.

Sounds like you
dodged a bullet.

Hey, let's get out of here.

To where?

Christmas village where
we have to dress up like elves

and prance around?

I know a spot.
Come on. Go. Go, go.

(band playing)

(laughing)
What?

Oh!

Why am I so bad at this?

It's okay, you just...

you just gotta focus,
all right?

Really focus, and don't let
the outside world distract you.

Well, it's hard to not let all
this flannel obscure my vision.

Hey, watch it. Flannel is
the greatest fabric on earth.

(groaning)

- (groaning)
- Wow.

Yeah, you're terrible.

Hey!
(chuckling)

Thank you
for bringing me here.

The Christmas Market has
a lot of memories attached.

Sometimes it's hard for me
to be home this time of year.

You said it yourself,
you know?

Sometimes it's best to
leave the past in the past.

(scoffing)

How are you
so good at this?

All right, just...

picture Evan's face.

- Come on.
- Trust me, it works.

Spencer:
Oh!

- (laughing)
- See? I told you it works!

Wow! I actually pictured
your face, hope that's okay.

- Whatever gets you through.
- (laughing)

I'm really sorry
about your wife, Spencer.

I'm sorry about your dad.

Woman: Hi, Spencer.
(giggling)

Wow, you really are
the Clooney of Brooksbend.

(laughing)

Don't get weird about
what I'm about to do.

What are you doing?

Getting them to
mind their own business.

Just look me in the eyes.

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Um, there you go.
(laughing)

Yes, uh...

I should get home.

I have some sketches to do.

Of course, right.

- Um, yeah.
- I got this, I got this.

Oh, thank you so much.

Here, let me help you
with this.

Ben:
Wake up, Aunt Charlie!

(groaning)
What the--

Breakfast is ready!

Okay.

You know, I think I'm going to
skip breakfast today, Ben.

Okay? I'll just make
a smoothie later.

Well, Mom said that
if you said that,

I was allowed
to jump on you.

She said that?
Ugh!

Oh. Not the phone, man.
Come on.

Will you come
down for breakfast?

Are you blackmailing me?

I don't know
what that means.

(sighing)
I will be down in a sec.

Just give me a few
minutes to get ready, okay?

Yay!

Okay.
Eggs are ready.

(talking over each other)

Oh, look who it is.
How nice of you to join us.

Yes, and thank you for
sending up the human torpedo.

That is me!

Let me pour you a coffee.

No thanks.
I got it.

So, we were hoping you might
be able to join us tonight

for a Christmas-themed
games night.

Oh, I would,
but I promised Spencer

that I would go to
the Elfcapades with him.

That is tonight's Elfcapades.

What do you mean?

Everyone's encouraged to play
a Christmas-themed games night

with their family.

So, you'll join us?

Please, Aunt Charlie?

Okay, sure, but I still
have a ton of work to do, so--

However long we can have you,
we'll have you.

Rick:
Was it something I said?

Christina:
She just really misses dad.

Okay, what do you
think about this?

So, picture this silver
being extra shiny

with tinsel-fringed sleeves.

It kind of looks
like a disco ball.

Okay.

So, retro.
Retro is in.

Dee, would you
come here a sec?

So.

Would you wear this?
With the tinsel?

Honestly?
Probably not.

Too flashy
for little old me.

Well, what do you like to
wear during the holidays?

Something simple
but comfortable.

Modern, but also
traditional and classic,

you know what I mean?

I'm trying.

This is useless.

Modern, but also
traditional and classic?

What does that even mean?

(groaning)
I'm doomed.

I think
I know what she means.

You do?

Mm-hm.

Come with me.
I gotta show you something.

*

This is what she means.

Come again?

So, for the last two years,

I've been restoring
this old car,

finding parts, cleaning them,
adding my own unique touches,

but making sure that
I protect all the things

that make this car
so special.

(chuckling)

All right, come. Sit.

*

Wow.
This is really beautiful.

- Right?
- Mm-hm.

Here, feel the leather.

Mm-hm.

No, come on.
Really feel it.

Close your eyes.

Seriously?

Humor me.

Feel that?
All that history?

Hm.

This car was made for
the average American family.

It's comfortable,
affordable.

No frills, just classic.

It's nostalgic,
but still contemporary.

I think your design
could do the same.

Too cheesy?

No.
Not at all.

You just made me
realize how much I miss that

creative enthusiasm and passion
that you have for cars.

I used to get
so excited

to just sit
and sketch and sew.

You know, before profits
or reviews mattered.

I guess I just lost that
joy somewhere along the way.

Well, this is a great
chance to get it back.

What was your favorite
Christmas tradition growing up?

I don't know.

Probably throwing snowballs
at my sister.

(laughing)
Come on, no. Seriously.

What part of the holidays was
always the most magical to you?

Probably the Pajamboree.

Pajamboree?

Yeah.

It's the last event
of Elfcapades on Christmas Eve.

People wear their pajamas
and there's music and dessert.

And my dad would
always make homemade pizza

before we'd all pile
into his tow truck and went.

Your dad was
a tow truck driver?

You weren't the only guy roaming
around town in coveralls.

(both laughing)

Anyway, that's what I looked
forward to the most.

Pajamboree.

- Hm.
- I love it.

Wait.

Why don't you design a pair
of pajamas for Warwick's?

- Pajamas?
- Yeah!

Everyone loves a new
pair of PJs at Christmas time.

That's not
a bad idea, actually.

In fact,
that's a great idea.

Yeah?

Definitely!

It's genius!

I'll design a matching pair
of holiday pajamas

for him and her.

It's perfect.

Thank you, Spencer!

Aw, happy to help.

Hey, what are you
doing later?

Why don't you come over
to our place for game night?

Um, I wouldn't want to impose.
Don't worry--

No, it's not an imposition.
Seriously.

Dee Dee will
be there, too.

You sure your family
won't mind?

I am positive.

Like they say,
the more the merrier.

Maybe we could even get in
a game of Christmas Pictionary.

Mm-hm. Yeah. I mean,
if you're okay with losing,

we can definitely
arrange that.

(laughing)
I'm willing to take the risk.

(car approaching,
horn honking)

Oh, well.
I better go help him.

So, Mrs. Mousey said,

"Thank you for the ride,
Santa.

I'll make sure to
leave some gouda and milk

under the tree for you."

And that's how
the magical Christmas mouse

found his way home.

The end.

Again! Again!

Why don't you read it
this time?

No, you're better at the voices,
Auntie Charlie.

Hey, nobody does
Mrs. Mousey like your mom.

Hey. The truth hurts, sis.
Deal with it.

(laughing)

(doorbell ringing)

Mom:
Oh, I'll get it.

Hi!

Welcome, you two.
Let me take your coats.

- Spencer: Thank you so much.
- Dee Dee: Thanks.

Mom:
Make yourself comfortable.

Thank you.

Welcome.

Thank you.
This house is incredible.

Did you grow up here?

Born and raised.

Well, I was born
in a hospital.

Right.

- You know what I mean.
- Yeah.

Wow.
If these walls could talk.

No kidding.

I actually had
my first kiss right over there.

- No way!
- Mm-hm.

Was it everything you hoped
and dreamed it would be?

No, it was
terrible actually.

(laughing)

Wow!

Adorable.

Yeah.

Pajamboree?

You bet.

Mm, look at you.

Flannel jammies.
The horror!

Yeah, I have to admit,

those were actually
pretty comfortable.

See?

(chuckling)

All right, everyone.
Let's get started.

Christmas Pictionary?

Your wish was my command.

Okay!

*

(shouting over each other)

(cheering)

* Bells are ringing *

* There's a magic
in the air *

* Choirs are singing *

* Full of
joy and happiness *

* Stars are bright *

* As we share
a winter's night *

* Here's to Christmas *

(talking over each other)

* Kids are smiling *

* Making snowmen
in the street *

* People driving
to be home... *

Oh, safe drive, Spencer.
It was so lovely to have you.

Thank you for having me.

We'll get 'em next year.

Unlikely.

* Here's to Christmas... *

Thanks for inviting me.

Your family's awesome.

Yeah, well, thank you
for the game suggestion.

I had a lot more fun
than I thought I would.

Now, all I want
to do is draw.

That was the hope.

Is that why
you chose Pictionary?

I thought it might help
get you out of your head

and reconnect with
drawing just for fun.

Thank you.
It did help.

Good.

I expect three designs
by 9:00am tomorrow.

Yes, sir. On it.

Okay. Well... goodnight.

You, too.

(door opening, closing)

(knocking)

Christina:
Char?

Charlie.

(chuckling)
Are you awake?

What time is it?

It's almost 10:00.
When did you go to bed?

I don't know. I--

I just kept sketching.

I had so many ideas
bouncing around in my head.

Hm. Looks like you may
have found your muse.

- What do you mean?
- What? Nothing.

Hey, do you know where
my old sewing machine is?

Should be in the closet.

- Huh.
- Okay.

Coffee's going to
run out if you're not quick.

I'll be down soon.

*

Spencer:
Thank you. Yeah, that's good.

*

I've done it.

I have sketched
five new designs.

Five?! That's amazing.

Yeah. Now, we just need to
figure out which ones are best.

How do we decide?

I have to make them first,
obviously,

and then,
as my personal mannequin,

I will need your help.

What do you have
in mind?

Oh, wow,
what about this?

Like a Grinch moment,
you know?

No.
No, that's not gonna work.

Okay, um-- Oh!

Oh, look at this.

Oh, that's cozy.

Oh, it's so soft.

- Yeah. What do you think?
- I think it's perfect.

- I'm in.
- Let's do it.

- Winner.
- All right.

*

* Ring the bells,
blow the horn *

* Let the music play *

* School is out *

Well, that's great,
and then...

- No?
- No.

- No?
- It's nothing.

All right. X it out.

* Celebrate with
family and friends *

* Christmas is here again *

* Listening to
the Christmas... *

What are you doing in there?
Come out.

(knocking)

Spencer:
I'm on my way.

Okay, so?

How does it feel?

Feels good. Comfy.
How does it look?

It's a little bit
loose in here

and it can be taken in
a little at the waist,

the length isn't quite right,
and the collar needs some work.

I'm not so sure
about the fabric either,

but for a first attempt
it's not bad.

Just okay?

Yeah, something isn't
quite right,

but, no,
we're getting there.

All right, but you're
not discouraged, right?

No.
Actually, I'm quite inspired.

Great.

Told you the Elfcapades would
inspire you.

Yeah. Not so sure
it's just the Elfcapades.

(phone ringing)

(grunting)

Hello?

Uh, yes.

Okay, yeah.
I'll be right there.

Duty calls.

Well, I'll see you
at bingo tonight?

I wouldn't miss it.

Great.

I should probably
change, right?

- Yeah.
- Yeah, okay.

Thank you.

Okay, do you want
a smoky eye or natural?

Natural. I don't want it to
seem like I'm trying too hard.

(chuckling)
Okay.

What?

Nothing.

I just--
I don't remember the last time

you asked me
to do your make-up.

So?

So, you like him.

Like who? Spencer?

Is that such a bad thing?

Christina, I live in New York.

Okay, relationships are
hard enough

without the long distance
involved.

Whatever you say.

I just-- I don't want you to
miss out on something good

because you're so
focused on your job.

But Alistair isn't job.

It's my life.

I just miss my sister.

It's been four years since
you've come home for Christmas.

I know.

Hey, do you remember
when we used to have

sleepovers in my room?

We'd do each other's
make-up

and we'd stay up all night
and talk about our crushes.

(chuckling)
Of course.

We should do that again.

Before I go.

I'd love that.

Okay. Good.

Good.

(chuckling)

- How do I look?
- Perfect.

*

Next up I have Prancer!

Ah, yes!
Got that one. Sweet!

Spencer: Wow.

You really want
that giant elf bear.

What?
Ben would love it.

Oh, sure. Ben.

Okay, next we have
Frosty the Snowman.

Oh, I have
that one, too! Okay.

I just need mistletoe
and then I win.

These people
are all going down.

I love Christmas bingo.

I think you just
like winning.

Uh-oh, are you jealous of
my superior bingo success?

Hardly. Look, the--
the giant stuffy's all yours.

To be honest,
elves creep me out.

- What?
- Yeah.

Mr. Christmas is
creeped out by elves.

What a twist.

Oh, don't even get me started
on elf on a shelf. Chilling.

- What?
- Yeah.

I'll be right back.
I'm just gonna use the restroom.

You're going to miss me win!

I'll be quick.

Hey, Charlotte.

Oh! Hey, Gwen.

I see you're here
with Spencer.

Yeah.

Are you guys here...
together?

Oh, um, I don't...

You are just
too cute, Mayor.

I am going to go
get us another round.

Sounds good.

- Hello? Earth to Charlotte!
- Uh. What?

(rattling)

All right,
next we have mistletoe!

- Bingo!
- Bingo!

You got bingo. You gotta go up.

Go, go. Hurry!

Well, come on up, you two.
Let me check your sheets.

Hey, Charlotte.

Hi.

Dee Dee: Interesting to
see you here, Evan.

And why is that?

Considering you're the one
who took away funding.

I didn't expect
you to participate.

Wait, you were
the one who stopped

the funding for Elfcapades?

Well, there's more
important things that need

budgetary attention
in this town.

But you knew how important
this event is to my family,

and to my dad, and to me.

I know. I'm sorry. It just isn't
a priority for me right now.

Well, folks,
it looks like there's a tie,

but there's only one prize.

Oh, it's fine. He can have it.

Are you sure?

I mean, that would be great.
Jillian really wanted it.

Who's Jillian?

Oh, my beautiful
new fiancee.

The only way to deal with
this unprecedented moment

is the ultimate
mistletoe tie-breaker.

Um, what is that?

The first person to
find someone to kiss them

under the mistletoe wins.

Jillian! Jill!
Come here, hurry!

Yeah, quick.
Jillyboo, please!

Quick! Please!

Seriously? What are you doing?

Winning you that
creepy, giant elf bear.

*

(crowd cheering, whistling)

Charlotte Carmichael wins.

(crowd applauding)

(both laughing)

Ah, you really saved
my butt back there.

Did you see the look
on Evan's face? Priceless.

Not all heroes wear capes,
I guess.

Just coveralls.

(both chuckling)

Oh, I can't believe
Evan is responsible

for ending the Elfcapades.

That was my dad's legacy.

Dee Dee's been doing everything
she can to keep it going.

She's heartbroken.

It's not right.

We need to save it.

How?

(sighing)
I don't know,

but I need to
think of something.

The Elfcapades is
important to this town.

It brings people together.

I completely agree.

I forgot how special the holiday
season is in this town.

I really feel
like I'm home again,

and I haven't felt that
way in a long time.

So, thank you.

Well, I feel the same way.

- Well--
- Well...

Goodnight, Spencer.

Goodnight, Charlotte.

*

(indistinct conversation)

Good morning, everyone.

Good morning, honey.

Oh, you look chipper.

I feel chipper.

Mm.

Peter: Oh, yeah?

Yeah!
My designs are coming along.

I'm actually excited
for the Elfcapades tonight.

Life is good.

Charlotte Carmichael getting
into the Christmas spirit.

Never thought I'd see the day.

Would this happen
to have to do anything

with a certain someone?

I don't know what
you're talking about.

Hm.

Can I pour you
a cup of coffee, Charlotte?

Yes, Rick. That'd be great.

Thank you.

Aunt Charlie, are you in love?

- (chuckling)
- What?

Love?

Who said anything about love?

Well I heard Mom
and Dad talking about

how you seem like
a smitten kitten.

(family laughing)

When are you going to
learn to stop eavesdropping?

- Never!
- (grunting)

Well, we think
he's perfect for you.

Guys, relax, okay?
It was just one kiss.

Mom, Christina, & Ben:
You guys kissed?!

Uh...

If I were you,
I'd have breakfast at Dee Dee's

before the interrogation.

- Good idea.
- No!

I'll see you guys later.

No! No!

Run, Charlotte. Run!

- No! No! Why? Why?!
- Save yourself.

*

Hey.

I'm so sorry. Are you okay?

Charlie, you startled me. Uh...

I thought we weren't meeting up
'til later. What's going on?

I just had some time off

so I thought I'd come
check on my car.

Oh, well, I, uh...

I got the part,
so should be done today.

Radiator leak?

Yeah.

You gonna solder it?

I'm sorry. Who are you?

(chuckling)
My dad taught me all about cars.

He didn't want me
to get stranded in

the middle of nowhere
and not know the basics.

Benefits of having
a tow truck driver as a father.

Exactly.

So, um, I was wondering
if you could come by before

the Elfcapades
and try on a new design?

It's almost Christmas Eve

and I don't have
everything I need.

Yeah, of course.
Whatever you need.

Great.

And, uh,
speaking of Christmas Eve,

are you going to
miss the Pajamboree?

Well, the fashion show
is at 2:00,

should be out of there by 3:00,

and should be able
to make it in time.

It's going to be
cutting it close,

but I don't want to miss it

Great. I was, uh,
hoping that we'd go together.

Um...

Yeah, I'd like that.

Good. Cool.

All right, well,
I should get back to work.

Yes, thank you.

Oh, um, what times do you
want to meet for the Elfcapades?

Well, um...

Let's do a change of plans.

I'm gonna pick you up.

I got a surprise for you.

Spencer Dobbs
missing the Elfcapades?

Should I be scared?

Maybe. Maybe not.

Oh, playing the mystery card.

- Mm-hm.
- I'm intrigued.

Now, get out of here.
I gotta fix this car.

Okay, okay. Bye.

(whirring)

- (sighing)
- Why the long face?

I don't know.

Something's off.

I like the general idea, but...

..that's not the right feeling.

Oh, what feeling
are you going for?

I don't know.

Like how it felt
when I was a kid.

Hm.

I have something.

*

Maybe this will remind you.

Hm?

Oh.

Yeah.

We really did have
the best Christmases, didn't we?

Yeah, we did.

And we still do.

It's just
a little different now.

Mm-hm.

You'll get there, honey.

Thanks, Mom.

Maybe you just need to step
away from this for a moment

in order to see it more clearly.

You know what?

I could use a break.

Now, that's a good idea.

- Okay.
- Yeah.

All right,
keep those eyes closed.

Okay.

All right, come on down.
Keep those eyes closed.

I'm right here.

All right, watch out.
I got the door.

'Kay.

Now, come forward.

This is a lot like
the beginnings of those

true crime documentaries,
you know.

Come on.
You trust me, don't you?

Yeah, I do. I think.

Okay.

Open your eyes.

Is-- Is this?

I found it on
this dealer's site

for people who like
to restore old cars.

I decided to buy it,

fix it up, and,
I don't know...

Didn't feel right
letting it sit there

and just get bought
for parts.

You're really amazing,
you know that?

What do you say?

Wanna sit in it?

Come on.

*

(door closing)

This looks exactly
the same.

I love these
old '90s radios.

They don't make 'em
like this anymore.

And I wonder if
it's still got some juice.

(song playing on radio)

*

Is that--

Huh.

No way.

Are those his coveralls?

Yeah.

(chuckling)

This is the greatest gift
you could have ever given me.

*

Can I ask you something?

Yeah, of course.

How come you haven't dated?

Since...

I know, I need to get back into
the dating game at some point.

It's just...

Somehow moving on
just still felt wrong.

You know?

Mm.

I know what you mean.

It's hard letting go.

That's why I moved here.

Is it helping?

It's starting to.

*

Chris.

- Wake up.
- (snorting)

What took you so long?

It's eight o'clock.

Oh.

Did you have a good time?

I had the best time.

I think you were right.

I think
I'm a smitten kitten.

- (both laughing)
- Tell me everything.

*

Spencer, you're up early.
Can I get you a coffee?

That would be great.
Thanks.

Everything all right?

Yeah.

No. I don't know.
I, uh...

I could use
some advice actually.

What's going on?

Well...

There's this person.

And I can't stop
thinking about her,

but I don't know
what to do about it.

Ah, so you've caught the feels.

Yup.

Does she know?

And I don't know
if I should tell her.

How come?

I don't know, Dee.

Laura's been gone
for almost three years,

but it still feels wrong
thinking about someone else.

I'm worried that if
I start falling for someone new

I'll forget about her entirely.

Darling, losing someone
we love is a type of grief

that never fully heals.

Laura will always
be a part of you.

The love you two
shared will never go away.

But to cut yourself
off from loving again,

that's a true tragedy.

You're right.

If I could give you any advice,

it'd be to tell this new
someone how you really feel.

I regret not telling my
brother how much I loved him.

Life is short.

Don't waste it by
withholding your feelings.

There's never a right time.
There's only now.

*

(knocking)

Oh, Spencer! Hi.

Hi, Olivia.

Is Charlotte home?

You bet, come in.

Okay, great. Thank you.

She's just upstairs.

Okay.

The designs are all set.
I just need to helm the sleeves.

Margo: I can't believe
you pulled it all off

on your own in just six days.

Definitely wasn't all on my own.

My friend, Spencer Dobbs,
who you'll meet,

he was such a big help.

I couldn't have
done it without him.

Margo: Ooh-la-la. Who's this
Spencer Dobbs you speak of?

He's so great. You'd love him.

He totally helped me
get out of my head,

and reminded me why
I love designing so much,

and how much I love Christmas.

Margo: Huh. When will I get to
meet this boyfriend of yours?

Oh, no. He is not my boyfriend.

I mean, he's great,
but Alistair's in New York,

you're in New York.
He's a local Brooksbend mechanic

who wears coveralls all day.

I mean, it'll never work.

I don't know, maybe it could.

He's pretty amazing.

He reminds me a lot of my dad.

*

Still haven't
heard from him, huh?

I hope he's all right.

We were supposed to celebrate
the pajamas being done.

Oh, can I see?

Oh, wow.
They are so cute. Well done.

Thanks.

Maybe he just forgot
and he's at his shop.

You know how men can be.

*

Spencer.

- Hey.
- Hey, what happened?

I was waiting
for you at Dee Dee's.

Brought you a coffee.

Must have slipped my mind.

Okay. Uh--

She's all yours.

Are you okay?

Oh, I'm fine.

Are you sure?
You seem a little off.

Do I?

Must be because
I'm just a local mechanic.

What?

I heard you on
the phone this morning.

It's real nice, Charlie.

Wait, wait. Spencer, hang on.
I can explain.

No, it's okay.
Don't bother. I get it.

I'm just some small-town nobody.

I'm not good enough for
some bigshot fashion designer.

It's okay.

What? No, no. Please, Spencer.

I was just talking to
my closest friend about

how I wasn't sure if
long-distance would work.

You clearly didn't hear
the full conversation.

I didn't need to.

So that's it?

One small misunderstanding
and you just freeze me out?

Charlotte, I can't be with
somebody who cares more about

their career than their family.

I think you're just afraid
to move on from Laura.

Listen,
I got a lot of work to do.

Take your car and go.

- Spencer, could you just--
- No, could you please just--

- (gasping)
- Oh.

(sighing)

God, Charlotte, I'm so sorry.

Let me--

No, please.

(sighing)

Thanks, Spencer.

I guess this last week together
really was just a waste of time.

*

*

(family laughing, chatting)

Christina:
Okay, Rick. Right on, right on.

Okay, that's looking good.

Hey.

What are you guys doing?

Oh. Hi, honey. Come, sit.

Yeah, just like old times.

Um...

Is everything okay, Charlie?

My name is Charlotte.
Only my family calls me Charlie.

Oh, honey.
Don't talk to him like that.

And you're sitting
in my dad's chair.

Char. Don't.

Don't what? Talk about Dad?

Yeah, you'd like that,
wouldn't you?

Excuse me?

Ever since Dad died,
nobody even talks about him

or mentions him.
It's like he never existed.

And now you have
Rick replacing him

like an actor
in some bad sitcom.

How would you know whether
or not we talk about him?

You're never here.

We talk about him
all the time, Charlotte.

Just not when you come to visit,

because we don't
want you to feel bad.

Feel bad?

About what?

What? Tell me!

Just be real with
yourself for once.

The reason why you're upset
isn't because of Rick.

It's because you feel guilty
that you didn't come home

when Dad needed you most.

Saving the Elfcapades
isn't going to

bring him back, Charlotte.

You don't make time for people.

And if you're not careful,
you're going to end up alone.

Um...

My car's fixed and my pajamas
are completely ruined.

So, uh, there's no need
for me to stay here any longer

than I have to.

I'm going to head for
New York first thing tomorrow.

No, Charlotte. Hold on.

(crying)

*

(knocking)

Hey.

Hi.

Can I come in?

Mm-hm.

I was up all night.

Me, too.

Don't go.

I think it's better this way.

I clearly make
a mess of everything.

I'm so sorry about what I said.

It's just been hard
these past few years.

I know.

I miss my little sister.

No, I'm sorry, too.

I've just been
completely wrapped up

in my own little world trying
to make a name for myself.

And then when Dad got sick,

I just buried myself
deeper in work.

I couldn't face the truth.

Everyone deals with
grief differently.

I just wanted to
make you guys proud.

To prove that I was
capable of greatness.

You did do that.

But at what cost?

Seeing you guys
a few times a year?

Having no
meaningful relationships?

I wasn't even there at
the end when he needed me most.

Don't beat yourself up, okay?

Dad knows how much you love him.

Yeah, Spencer was right.

What do you mean?

(groaning)
We got in this huge fight.

I've ruined
everything between us.

Not to mention
tomorrow's Christmas Eve

and I don't have anything
for the fashion show.

So fix it.

How?

I don't know, but I'll help.

I'm a pretty excellent sewer,
in case you forgot.

Come on!

Dad wouldn't want
you to give up.

I just don't know.

Wait.

I have an idea.

This?

What do you think?

- Uh, no.
- Okay, okay.

It doesn't seem good.
All right.

Oh.

Char.

Oh!

That's perfect.

- I love it.
- Yeah?

Yeah, let's do it.

Yay!

Charlotte, I--

I'm so glad
that you're here.

We thought you left.

Oh, Char.
You're still here.

Look, I know I haven't been
the greatest sister

or daughter,
or step-daughter.

But I want to try harder.

I really want to be
a part of this family.

I just miss Dad.

And sometimes it's really hard
for me to accept that he's gone.

Oh, it's hard for us, too,

but he will always be
a part of this family.

No matter what.

I know.

And I'm sorry
I've been so hard on you.

I never wanted you to
think that I was trying

to replace your dad.

I had great respect for him.

He was a dear friend.

I know.

And you've been
nothing but kind,

and you've made my mom so happy.

And I've been nothing
but rude to you.

And you don't deserve that.

I hope you can forgive me.

Of course, Charlotte.

Call me Charlie.

This really feels like
a group hug kind of moment.

- Yes!
- (laughing)

Aww.

Oh, so, what's with
all the new fabric?

Oh, well, I am going to
make Christmas coveralls for

the Warwick's Fashion Show.

Each pair is going to come
with its own embroidery set

for each person to
sew their name into.

Just like real coveralls.

Isn't the fashion show tomorrow?

Yes, which is why
we need all hands on deck.

Ah, okay.

Wh-- What do we do?
Okay, let's go!

(whirring)

*

These are turning out great.

I want a pair.

(laughing)

Agreed. I'd actually wear these.

Don't worry,
by this time next year,

you can all buy
them at Warwick's.

Maybe, but either way I'd be
happy to make you each a pair.

Mm-hm. Well, the women's pair
is pretty much done.

Great. Is there anything else I
can do?

Uh, do you guys
think we have time to

make an extra pair of men's?

- Backup, great idea.
- Mm.

Actually, I had
something else in mind.

Here you go.

Thank you.

Wish me luck.

Ah, we love you, Charlie.

Aw, I love you guys, too.

If you don't make it back in
time for Pajamboree don't worry.

Just as long as we get
you on Christmas morning.

I will make it back,
mark my words.

'Kay.

Thanks for everything.

Got it.

Here.

Knock 'em dead, honey.

I'll try.

- Bye.
- Bye.

Hey.

- Hey.
- Hey.

Shouldn't you be
on your way to New York?

Uh, I wanted to
give you this before I left.

It's the new design.

Thanks.

And I just wanted
to say that I'm sorry.

This last week with you has been

the happiest
I've felt in a while.

And I mean that.

*

Anyway, um,
if I don't see you later...

Merry Christmas, Spencer.

Merry Christmas, Charlotte.

*

(sighing)

*

(sighing)

Roger: Charlotte.

- Hi.
- Welcome.

Can you take that for me?
Thanks.

Can't wait to see
what you brought us.

Oh, thank you, Roger.

Um, I thought we were
getting started at 2:00.

You didn't get the email? No.

We pushed it to 3:00.

But at this rate it's probably
going to be more like 3:30.

What? But it's Christmas Eve.

Sorry, Charlotte.
You know how these things go.

You'll be out of here by 5:30,
the latest.

I have an event tonight with
my family at 8:00,

and it'll take
four hours to get there,

and Christmas traffic
it'll probably take longer.

I'm sure your family
will understand.

Wow. Would you look at these.

These are great.

I really can't wait
for everyone to see them.

Well, unfortunately, they won't.

What do you mean?

Would you guys mind going
and taking these off

and bringing them to me
as quick as you can?

Please, right now.
Bring them to me. Thank you.

I'm sorry, Roger. I have
somewhere else I have to be.

Charlotte, you do know this show
could be a game-changed for you.

I know, but family has
to come first this time.

I hope you'll forgive me, Roger.

I would love to
have designed for you,

but maybe next year?

Merry Christmas.

Merry Christmas.

*

* It's in the air *

* That Christmas feeling *

Man on megaphone: Welcome to
the final night of Elfcapades!

The Pajamboree.

* And hang the stockings *

(cheering)

(applauding)

It's so beautiful.

You're here!

Rick & Dee Dee:
Merry Christmas.

Merry Christmas, Dee Dee.

Oh, it's so soft. (laughing)

Any word yet?

Oh, just a text
a couple of hours ago

that she was on her way.

- Good.
- Mm-hm.

Yeah.

(cranking)

(phone ringing)

Come on, pick up.

Voicemail: Hi, this is Spencer.
Leave a message

and I'll get back to you.

Spencer, it's me.

(phone vibrating)

Charlotte: Spencer, it's me.

I can't stop thinking
about the way we left things.

I am so sorry if
I ever made you feel

small or less-than.

You are the most
incredible person,

and the only thing that
matters to me right now

is making things right with us,

and as crazy as it sounds--
(static buzzing)

--it might be--
(static buzzing)

Come on. Come on, come on.

--hope that you decide--
(static buzzing)

--night.

*

(horn honking, tires squealing)

*

I am so sorry.

But I'm really happy
to see you.

Are you?
'Cause, you know,

two accidents,
it starts to look intentional.

(laughing)

How did the show go?

It didn't.

I left.

You left?!

I promised my family
I'd be here.

And if there was any small
possibility

that I could see you,
I had to take it.

But Roger should see
the new designs. It's perfect.

I don't care about
any of that right now.

I care about you.

Really?

I know it sounds crazy.

But spending this past week
with you has made me realize

that the only important thing in
life is who you spend it with.

And I want to spend
every moment I can with you.

Charlotte, I, uh...

I love you, Spencer.

And it's okay if you
don't feel the same way

or you're not ready.

But I didn't want to
regret not telling you that.

Well, you're in luck.

'Cause I love you too.

Really?

Completely.

*

What now?

Now?

We go dance it up in style.

(laughing)

- Yes!
- (laughing)

- Ready?
- Yeah, let's do it.

Let's do it.

*

Charlie!

(both laughing)

- You made it!
- Yes!

Of course, I wouldn't miss it.

How did the show go?

I ditched it.

You what?

Being here with
you guys matters to me most.

Aww.

Oh, hold on.

It's-- It's Roger.

Probably calling to give me
the old Christmas Eve scolding.

Hello?

There's my all-star.

Pardon? What do you mean?

You know, that was really bold,
what you did.

Giving up on your dream
to be with your family.

I respect that. I really do.

And that's exactly the type
of person I want designing

for my home and family brand.

Not to mention
the fact I can't stop

thinking about those coveralls.

They are fantastic.

Are you serious?

I am.

We want exclusive rights to
sell them in all of our stores,

and I want to offer you
a one-year contract to

design for us exclusively.
What do you think of that?

(gasping)

I mean, yes. That's incredible.

I would love to.
Um, there's just one thing.

Roger: What's that?

I'd like to move
Alistair's headquarters

to Brooksbend, Connecticut.

As long as you can be in
New York a couple times a month

for meetings, you can
design wherever you like.

Then you have yourself a deal.

Roger: Perfect. I'll give you
a call in the New Year,

we'll go over the paperwork.

Merry Christmas, Charlotte.

Merry Christmas, Mr. Warwick.

I won!

(all cheering)

You did it.

No, we did it.

I never could have
done this without you.

Merry Christmas,
Charlotte Carmichael.

Ben, you wanna dance?

- Oh yeah!
- All right!

(all laughing, chatting)

*

* Bells are ringing *

* There's a magic in the air *

* Choirs are singing *

* Full of joy
and happiness *

* Stars are bright *

* As we share
a winter's night *

* Here's to Christmas *

* Everybody feel
the magic in the air *

* Everybody, whoa-oh *

* Everybody, everybody *