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- Merry Christmas Eve Eve, Jack. - Likewise, Lemon.

Is there any chance you'll still be around tomorrow?

Sure.

Do you want to go to the Penn Station K-Mart with me

and then watch "Tootsie"?

I'm sorry, that's what you're doing

instead of spending Christmas Eve with your family?

It's my new thing, travel on Christmas Day.

That way I avoid the annual Lemon family blow-up.

And this year, it's gonna be a doozy.

My Aunt Linda is bringing her new boyfriend,

who is neither her age nor her race,

and her ex-husband will also be there with his date, alcoholism.

I swoop in the next day for presents and pie.

Well, if you're around, come by for dinner.

Colleen will be up from Florida and she'd love to see you.

Because my youthful energy makes her feel young?

No, because she views you as a peer

she can complain with about how no one wears pantyhose any longer.

How are we supposed to conceal our spider veins?

Bare legged Christmas!

Okay, guys,

this KableTown promo is the last thing we have to do

before the holiday break.

Liz Lemon, I cannot participate in this promo.

- Why? - Because it's not honest.

As an actor,

it is my job to tell the truth, hold a mirror to humanity,

and to sell Proactiv.

I will not spout your lies, Liz Lemon!

And I will not say, "Merry Christmas from KableTown."

Ever since Tracy got nominated for a Golden Globe,

he thinks he's Sean Penn.

Well, they have both had screaming fights with Wyclef Jean.

We'll just do this without him.

Merry Christmas, Jenna. You can say both lines.

"Merry Christmas from KableTown and all of us at 'TGS."'

I think we got it.

Hey, are you okay?

"Tom Ford and Elton John invite you to New Queer's Eve."

What is this?

Also, replicas of The David urinate vodka!

Oh, God!

Paul and I were going to come up with an amazing couple's costume.

But now that he's gone, what's the point?

This party means so much to me.

I don't know what I'm going to do without it!

The party... or Paul?

The party, Liz!

Good news.

We don't have to do these promos after all.

NBC says they want them from every show but us.

Good year, everyone!

What Christmas card did we end up sending out?

Oh,

"Happy Holidays is what terrorists say.

Merry Christmas, Avery and Jack."

Oh, it's just Liz.

Why do people always say that?

Avery's keeping her pregnancy a secret at work,

so she's been carrying around

large objects whenever she's in the building.

I was wondering what was up with your show last night.

The market rallying today

despite a pullback in gold stocks.

Anyway, I was gonna bring dessert tomorrow.

So, are any foods making you nauseous lately?

Please don't say a half-sleeve of Oreos.

Oh, I'm not gonna be there.

I'm leaving tonight to spend Christmas with my family.

- Really? - It's why I like dating older men.

Their parents are usually dead or senile

so there's never an argument about the holidays.

Why aren't you and Colleen going with her?

Oh, you know.

Colleen is frail,

and Avery is in her third trimester.

You haven't told Colleen about the baby yet!

What?

I have been watching "The Mentalist" a lot lately

because my TV is on CBS and I lost my remote.

I think I've become a body language expert.

For instance, I can now tell

that Jack wants to kill the person to his right.

Why haven't told her?

I just haven't found the right time.

- That is no excuse! - I can't believe you haven't told...

This is her granddaughter that we are talking...

I cannot have the two of you on the same side of an argument!

We Donaghys believe

that when there's something at all delicate to talk about,

it is best to suppress it

until it erupts into a fist fight at a church barbecue.

I understand all that, Jack.

The symbol on the Jessup family crest is a knight

refusing to talk about his feelings.

But this baby is not bad news.

You don't know Colleen. We're not married, Avery...

Why should that matter? She did the same thing.

I mean, what did Colleen say

when you told her you knew about your real dad?

You never told her about Milton, either!

I am "The Mentaliz"!

- That was over a year ago! - You have so many secrets!

- How do you not get hives? - How could you not tell her?

For the love of God!

Sir, this came for you.

Thanks, K-L-M-N-O-P. I've been waiting for this.

Oh, I didn't know you made another "Chunks" movie, Mr. Jordan.

That first one was a classic!

Dearly beloved,

we are gathered here to celebrate the life of Athea Chunk.

Damn!

That's funky!

Obesity is killing the African American community...

with laughter!

Yeah, well this sequel is never coming out.

I bought the rights so this movie won't be released.

Why wouldn't you want people to see your movie?

It looks so funny.

That's the problem, Ken.

It's 67 minutes of me acting like a hilarious fool.

If this movie comes out before the Golden Globes,

it'll ruin my new image.

Mr. Jordan, I thought you loved acting like a fool.

No, I don't.

I'm lying!

My favorite thing in the world is making people laugh,

but I can't now!

I have to go on "Charlie Rose", Kenneth!

"Charlie Rose"!

That's horrible!

I have no choice.

I gotta stay serious.

From now on, the only movies Tracy Jordan makes

are about the Holocaust, Georgia O'Keeffe, or both!

I didn't care much for the gazpacho soup.

I mean, where's the fun of sending it back because it isn't hot?

Mother.

Yes?

Avery and I are having a baby.

I see.

May I remind you this is good news?

This is a disgrace!

What are my chums

at the Death Shore Retirement Community going to say?

When I tell them that my unmarried son

has knocked up a Protestant?

I knew you'd do this. Take a happy moment and ruin it.

Just like you did when I won that scholarship

at my high school graduation.

It should have gone to the other boy!

This is the reason I waited seven months to tell you...

You kept this from your own mother?

Oh, oh, Colleen. Don't talk to me about secrets.

I know some things you've done

that you would not want me to bring up right now.

Most people thought I was a hero

for killing Lydia's parrot.

I'm going upstairs now

and think about more comments for tomorrow.

This isn't over!

Jack! Guess what? They just got Caller ID in Vermont!

Milton, I hope you don't have plans for tomorrow.

I'm having a little Christmas dinner

and I want you to be my guest of honor.

Well it is sudden, but yes, I'd love to come to your holiday dinner.

Christmas! It's Christmas dinner!

Hey, Rick, can you cover Section 3 for me?

I'm in the weeds.

Oh, Liz.

I'm sorry, I thought you were a transvestite.

Paul, I need to talk to you. About Jenna.

How is she?

Honestly, I don't think I've seen her this upset since Hurricane Katrina.

The coverage pre-empted a tampon commercial she was in.

And she keeps trying to pretend it's just about some New Year's party,

but I think she misses you.

I miss her, too.

But it's over between us now.

I don't even think about Jenna anymore.

I don't think about kissing her,

or laughing with her,

or photographing her with just salamanders covering her nipples.

When it's not meant to be, it's not meant to be.

You can't be on the floor without your roller skates, Rick!

I'm not Rick!

Merry Christmas, Jack.

Sorry, I finished the Oreos in the cab.

I'm glad you could make it, Lemon.

Welcome to my Christmas Attack Zone.

Your what? What does that mean?

Professor Milton Greene is on his way here from Penn Station.

Milton, your father, is coming here? Please tell me that Colleen...

Has no idea.

The father that she hid from me for 50 years,

the that man she doesn't even know I know exists,

is joining us for supper.

Red or white?

White! Jack, what are you doing?

You promised me a drama-free dinner!

I could be sitting at the corner table at the K-Mart Caf� right now!

Oh, that must be dad.

Wait, does Milton know that Colleen is here?

No, I want it all to be fresh.

Will he erupt with anger over her years of secrecy?

Who knows.

Milton's a hippie pacifist,

but I once saw Colleen

provoke a Buddhist monk into whipping a battery at her.

My boy!

Oh, Jack, this is going to be the best Winter's Eve Light Festival ever!

Liz!

And a happy Whatever-You-Believe-ln, too!

No. I am not letting this happen.

Milton, Jack has an ulterior motive for bringing you here.

Yes.

It's true.

You're going to be a grandfather.

Oh, what a blessing!

Life is beautiful!

"Joy, beautiful spark of the gods,

daughter of Elysium."

And Liz, you're already showing!

No, it's not me! And that is not what he has to tell you.

Colleen is here and Jack is using you to ambush her!

- Why would you do that? - I'll tell you why.

Because when my mother found out about your granddaughter...

It's a girl! She'll be intuitive!

Colleen did not see it as a "blessing."

She saw it as an embarrassment

because my girlfriend Avery and I are not married.

An embarrassment? She has no right to judge you.

She needs to read my new book,

"There's No Wrong Way to Make a Family".

That's for you.

I agree with you, Milton. But Colleen disapproves.

Well, that's awfully hypocritical for a woman who kept her son

a secret from his own father!

I'm gonna give her a piece of my mind tonight.

Oh, great, Avery's here. And she looks mad.

Jack, I got your message.

How dare Colleen disapprove of me? Of us?

Oh, sweetheart, I'm sorry.

I didn't mean for my message to make you angry

and have you come all the way back here.

Now there are three people here that are mad at Colleen!

Wait, this is Avery?

How could that woman not adore such a beautiful daughter-in-law?

By the way, we have a tradition in my family

where we let the child name itself.

- Oh, yeah. That's hippie nonsense. - Absolutely not.

Well, suit yourself, but my son Spider-Man turned out just fine.

Okay, this is disgusting. It is Christmas.

You are not going to ambush an old woman

for the mistakes that she has made.

I mean, who hasn't made mistakes?

I once French-kissed a dog at a party

to try to impress what turned out to be a very tall 12-year-old.

Lemon, we all know what mistakes are!

I'm going to go tell Colleen what's happening while you all calm down.

Where is her room?

Don't worry. I sent her to the East Wing.

It's very confusing.

It was designed by M.C. Escher.

These stairs are weird!

Mother!

Dinner is ready!

What are you doing here, sir?

I wasn't setting this up because I'm spending Christmas at work.

I certainly wasn't going to pretend those trash cans were my parents.

I here picking up a serious outfit from wardrobe for my event later.

All the big actors do charity work on Christmas Eve.

Russell Crowe is having an auction

to benefit the victims of his own mood swings.

So what are you doing, sir?

Screening my very sad movie, "Hard to Watch",

at a women's shelter.

It's gonna be real depressing.

I hate seeing you like this, sir.

And you ruined Ludachristmas.

In the Darfur region, the dead may be the lucky ones.

Next slide.

What else can I do, Kenneth?

People only take you seriously if you're serious.

But comedy is just as important as drama.

People need to laugh, especially in these tough times.

And after all, isn't laughter the best medicine?

Except for insulin, spironolactone, and bupropion,

which I have for you whenever you're ready, sir.

Mother, you look lovely.

I see you've brought the bag

that my bastard grandchild will come in.

Merry Christmas, Mrs. Donaghy.

My gift to you is the feeling of superiority you'll have

for the next two seconds.

Is she drunk, Jack?

Because you know when you're pregnant,

one bottle of wine a day and that's it.

Mother, you must remember Milton Greene.

My father. And your shameful sex secret.

Why would you bring him here?

Oh, I see.

You're trying to make me look like the bad guy, is that it?

You are the bad guy! You kept me from my son for 50 years!

You didn't miss much.

He's a good boy. He got me a kidney!

From Elvis Costello!

All that time lost because of you and your pride.

And think of what I've lost.

Going on father and son Habitat for Humanity builds

and road trips in my VW van!

Yeah! Or other things!

And then you dare to judge us and our life decisions?

Who do you think you are?

God, this house is enormous!

Oh, hi, Colleen.

I tried to stop this.

Well, Mother, what do you have to say for yourself?

It's speechless!

Merry Christmas!

Merry Christmas one and all!

Jenna, this dinner is a disaster.

My life is ruined!

I just came up with the perfect...

...couple's costume for New Queer's Eve

and I can't use it because of stupid Paul!

You know what?

The reason I'm not with my family right now

is because I didn't want any drama!

And that's all I'm getting.

First from these jagwagons, and now you!

Paul is the reason you're upset. It's not about this party...

It's about the party!

I want to eat shrimp off an old gay dressed as Baby New Year!

Hi, Colleen.

Are you all right?

Just thinking about my next move.

No, no, what next move?

This thing hasn't even started.

Welcome to my Christmas Attack Zone.

Ladies of the battered women's shelter, please be quiet.

A man is talking.

You are about to watch a film

that holds a mirror up to your own terrible lives.

You're gonna see poverty, drug abuse,

and a bunch of babies having a hammer fight in a dumpster.

Comedy is just as important-portant-portant...

Laughter is the best medicine-medicine-medicine...

Damn it! I can't get Kenneth out of my head.

Actually, he's behind you, Tray.

He rode over here with us. You talked to him the whole ride.

Well, he's right! People do need to laugh.

And I'm the medicine.

What are you doing?

Something I should have done a long time ago.

"A long time ago"? You just got here.

Shut up, Dotcom.

Ladies and children,

I give you "The Chunks 2: A Very Chunky Christmas"!

Lights!

Damn Christmas lights blew a fuse...

Well, this has turned out to be the opposite of what I wanted

and I'm gonna leave before anything else happens.

- So... - Oh, my God.

My arm! It's numb!

What are you doing now, Mother?

I think... the stress...

Don't go to her!

Do you have shortness of breath?

Are you sweating? Do you have neck or jaw pain?

I've had a couple rich men die on top of me.

It's like something...

like my son...

sitting on my chest.

We should call an ambulance.

We are not calling anyone!

What's the matter with you? Your mother is not well!

Can't you see that she's faking, Milton!

There! Did anybody see that?

We have to call an ambulance.

Listen to me, damn it, I'm a doctor!

Of history!

In what emergency would you be necessary?

If someone wanted to know whether the '60s were awesome or not?

- They were! - You hang in there.

You need to meet our daughter.

Little Colleen.

Seems like people are back on my side, Jackie.

Paul. My ex-lover.

Listen, I'm not here because I want to get back together.

Good. Me neither.

Can I get you a cup of coffee or an absinthe enema?

No, thank you, I can't stay.

I just wanted to let you know

that I had an amazing idea for a couple's costume...

Well, so did I. What's yours?

Maybe we should just say them at the same time

and see what happens?

- You dress as Natalie Portman... - I dress as Natalie Portman...

...from the movie "Black Swan"... ...from the movie "Black Swan"...

...and I dress as... ...and you dress as...

...former Pittsburgh Steelers... ...former Pittsburgh Steelers...

...wide receiver... ...wide receiver...

...and Pennsylvania... ...and Pennsylvania...

...gubernatorial nominee... ...gubernatorial nominee...

...Lynn Swann! ...Lynn Swann!

- We're two black swans! - We're two black swans!

Well, it is a Druid Solstice miracle that it wasn't a heart attack.

Yes, I do believe a heart is required.

That is enough, Jack!

What happened tonight was so scary.

And the reason that it happened

is that we were not being honest with each other.

So from now on, no more secrets.

Okay, I'll go first.

I have a crush on the Mentalist...

Just family only, Lemon! Damn it!

There is one more secret Jack and I have been keeping from all of you.

We were planning to elope in the Caribbean over New Year's,

but now we want you all to come.

Oh, how wonderful!

You know what I learned tonight?

As hard as you try,

no one can escape the horror of Christmas.

So it might as well be with your own family.

I'm going to go get a bus to White Haven now

and I should be home

just in time for Aunt Linda to try to prove that she's sober

by holding someone's baby while cooking.

Listen, Jackie.

Everything I've ever done in life has been to protect you.

I know.

And if I got upset earlier,

it's because I want your life to be perfect.

- Unlike mine. - Don't let him off the hook, Colleen.

What he did tonight was wrong and he owes you an apology.

He's right.

I almost died.

And using your father like that is so disrespectful.

He's a doctor, for God's sakes!

Your mother and I are very disappointed in you, Jack!

What are you smiling at, you fruitcake?

Just my mom and dad... yelling at me...

together.

Milton, the Clinton boom years were just an after-effect of Reaganomics.

And, Mother, you cannot invite anyone to the wedding.

- Fascist pig! - What happened to the heart attack?

Let me tell you about this talk about Reaganomics...

- I gave you a home for so long. - No, you insult your own intelligence.

I'll invite anybody I want to this wedding!

To this wedding or any other wedding!

You sound like a typical capitalist pig!

Merry Christmas.

Long lay the world

In sin and darkness pining

'Til He appeared

And the soul felt his worth

A thrill of hope

The weary world rejoices

For yonder brakes

A new and glorious morn

Fall on your knees

Oh, hear the angel voices

Oh, night devine

Oh, night when Christ was born

Oh, night devine

Oh, night when Christ was born

Oh, holy night

The stars are brightly shining

It is the night of the dear Savior's birth

And hope everybody, everybody have a merry Christmas.

And somebody needs to clean this table up. It's disgusting.

Fred, wake up!

Merry Christmas from the Chucks!

[Dinsdale]