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Roxy!

Coming!

(YELLING) Rox!

There's no more soap!

- (YELLING) You'd
better hurry up!

We're both going to
be late for work!

- (YELLING) You know,
I've been thinking!

Always meeting here
at the Edgewater,

it's getting expensive!

I mean, not to mention
the wrapped glasses,

the sanitized toilet seat.

It's all so sterile!

Tough place to
conceive a baby, no?

- (YELLING) We both decided--

I don't know.

I think the holiday
has me on edge.

Maybe we should skip out
for a couple of days?

[knocking on door]

Just a minute!

Roxy!

Hi.

Good morning, Ms. Melman.

Good morning.

- We were out of Corn Flakes,
so I brought you Oaties instead.

Oh, that's fine.

- And tell Mr. Mulaney,
The Times wasn't delivered,

so here's USA Today.

Plenty of colors.

- We could go to Cabo,
do a little fishing?

Play in the sand?

- Reminds me, forgot the
banana for your cereal.

Be right back.

[theme music]

- (SINGING) I'll be
home for Christmas.

You can count on me.

Please have snow and mistletoe,
and presents on the tree.

Christmas Eve will find me
where the love light gleam.

I'll be home for Christmas
if only in my dream.

- Can't guarantee snow,
but maybe mistletoe.

Morning, Dr. Bernardi.

Sorry about these.

Last night, you tried
pulling out your IV.

- I didn't have a
good night last night.

I had that dream again.

How are you feeling today?

My head hurts.

- You must be having a
reaction to the diazepam.

I'll halve the dosage.

Let's see how you feel.

You feel like talking
about your dream?

It's silly.

What's the point?

- Anything you can tell
me will make my evaluation

for the court more complete.

- You think what
I did was wrong?

My opinion?

Setting those dogs
free from the shelter

was an act of
courage and sanity.

But I'm banana cream
pie for animals.

I threatened someone.

Even if the gun
wasn't loaded, that's

not the way to get things done.

- The important thing is
you weren't out to harm

anyone, including yourself.

- All I have to fear
is fear of myself.

I'll see you this afternoon.

That's your second piece.

Who are you, my mother?

I'm glad you like the baklava.

- People, this is
not a coffee klatch.

- Oh, Douglas, you
should really try some.

- With due respect
to Melina's heritage,

I'm not partial
to Greek cuisine.

- Oh, you never tried
my mother's spanakopita.

And probably never will.

Back to business.

Ann, where do we stand
on Stuart's charges?

- Arraignment's today.
- You really think that's wise?

Representing your husband?

- This isn't open
for discussion.

- Any chance he'll soon be
released from the hospital?

- Maybe.
Can we move on?

Plowing ahead.

Melina, I love the recipe.

- Mr. Taylor, is
it your aspiration

to pass the California bar or
win the Pillsbury bake-off?

Next, while not official,
McKenzie Brackman business,

People versus Karen Hastings.

I go to trial this afternoon.

- Things shaping up
since last we spoke?

- Well, I'm still looking
for the smoking gun.

Let's not be cute.

Do you or do you not
have evidence to convict

this woman of child abuse?

- At this point, the
verdict could go either way.

- Obviously, the jury will
tend to side with the mother.

- Why go to trial
if you're not ready?

- Why go to trial at all
if you don't have a case?

I agree.

Even though you're still working
for the Attorney General,

this could reflect
badly on our firm.

- I haven't finished
unpacking yet, Douglas.

Shall I look into staying
on at the AG's office?

Whoa, whoa, whoa.

Hey, folks, I know
that each of us

has been under a
lot of pressure,

but this really isn't
what the season's about.

Selflessness gives center.

Center creates order.

Order creates harmony.

- What should we
all do now, Lao Tzu?

Hug?

[laughs]

Oh, please, now.

Perhaps this would be
a good time to present

Douglas with his present.

Merry Christmas,
Douglas, from all of us.

Merry Christmas.

- This comes as
quite a surprise.

I really don't know what to say.

- To replace your
old pocket watch.

Get serious.

That's the holiday spirit.

Ho, ho, ho.

We're adjourned.

- No, take it from me,
the pine cone thing goes

well with what you're wearing.

Romney?

No, really.

What are you doing here?

- I'm tired of the
city attorney's office,

putting out feelers.

My resume.

You can't still be angry.

All I did was outwit you in
court and send you to jail.

- My conviction was an abysmal
miscarriage of justice,

not to mention an embarrassment
to the constitutional

rights of every
free-speaking American!

Put that on your book jacket.

You're writing a book?

- What I do, Romney, is
not up for your scrutiny.

But if you must know, I'm
writing a romantic play

about the time I spent in jail.

- I didn't realize my first case
would bring me such notoriety.

You're not even a footnote.

Now, beat it.

It's not fair!

It's the day before Christmas!

- Well, we can't have everything
we want, not even at Christmas.

- Why did Mr. McKenzie give
away the party money anyway?

- Because the firm
made a donation to help

rebuild LA after the rioting.

But I'd rather have a party.

Well, we can't!

And that's all there is to it.

Now, put that in the kitchen.

Gwen.

Gwen.

I have a little
something for you.

But then again,
who doesn't, right?

- It's no fun having
every pervert and wacko

sniffing after you, Romney.

Merry Christmas.

I don't want your gift.

It's a token of my esteem.

Low esteem.

Look, I got work, and
I'm a little behind.

Don't think I haven't noticed.

Maybe your ass is why
you're being harassed.

Does this mean
you're not joining me

and my folks for
chestnut stuffing?

- In keeping with the holiday
cheer, I'm calling security

and having you thrown out.

Well, thank me later.

Cubic zirconium.

- You've still no idea why
she fell into the coma?

Or why she came out of it.

Medicine isn't an exact science.

But she's doing much better now.

Her blood pressure is down.

Her weight is up.

She's responsive.

Don't touch my daughter.

This is your fault.
You let Social

Services take away my baby.

Isn't it enough that she's sick?

Why are you blaming me?

- Mrs. Hastings, I am not at
liberty to discuss this case.

You are out of control.

If you honestly cared
about protecting my child,

you wouldn't keep us apart.

- We'll leave you
and Janie alone.

[baby crying]

How often does she visit?

Every day.

Playing games with Janie,
laughing, peekaboo.

- Is there always
someone in the room?

A nurse, an orderly?

- This is a hospital,
not a bed and breakfast.

Still think she's
guilty of child abuse?

I just can't prove it.

- I'd like to
discuss your dream.

- I'm on the first
tee at the Riviera,

way high up above the fairway.

I'm a pretty fair athlete.

Actually, I'm not a
bad athlete at all.

You know, they say golf
is a little man's sport.

Anyway, I'm in this foursome.

There's Leland and
Benny and some other guy

that I don't recognize, and they
all take their turn, you know.

They get up and
smack the ball right

down the middle of the fairway.

And then, it's my turn.

What happens?

- I'm not feeling
very confident.

I played golf
enough times to know

that it's pretty scary
standing on the first tee

at the Riviera.

Why is that?

- Well, you know,
you're not warmed up,

and everybody's watching you.

Something wrong?

- I just remembered
that Ann is my caddie.

She's screaming at
me to hit the driver.

I want to hit the 3-wood.

The 3-wood is much safer, and
she hands me the driver anyway.

So it puts me all out of sync,
and my palms starts sweating,

and I'm losing my grip.

I try to play
anyway, but I sense

that everybody's
impatient with me,

and Ann is screaming
at me, hurry, hurry!

And I try to move fast.

But I'm in that
slow-motion thing.

I finally get the
ball teed up, and I

can't take my back swing,
because everything's

closing in on me.

Because-- because I'm in
this closet, all alone.

So what's it mean?

What do you think?

You tell me.

I don't know.

Well, you're supposed to know.

You're the doctor.

[doctor sighs]

- Gwen, since your family
is away for the holiday--

How did you know that?

You told me last week.

If you don't have plans, I
thought you might like to spend

Christmas Eve with me and Lucy.

Will you talk to me, please?

What did I do?

Daniel, leave me alone.

- Roxanne, I'll be back
later this afternoon.

- What does anybody
really know about him?

- Besides the fact that
he's a wonderful father,

a great litigator, and
generous to a fault?

Nothing.

That's what I mean.

He's too perfect.

Obviously, Daniel
has a dark side.

We just haven't seen it.

What are you talking about?

- All those sick gifts,
the phone calls, Roxanne.

I think he's responsible.

Oh, Melina, this just arrived.

Oh, thank you, Roxanne.

No name?

No return address?

Hope it's not a lump of coal.

- What could Mrs.
Hastings be injecting

into her daughter's IV?

Not a clue.

She looks a little
nervous, though.

- And you have no
idea who sent this?

- No, the receptionist said
someone left it at her desk.

- Well, I'm going to find
out what this woman is up to.

Something's not right here.

Whoever did send this
to me knew exactly

what I wanted for Christmas.

- Appreciate whatever
you can do, Tommy.

Season forgiving, ain't it?

Let's go, Counsel.

I still have Christmas shopping.

- Tommy Mulaney for
the People, Your Honor.

Ann Kelsey for the defense.

- How does your client
plead, Ms. Kelsey?

No contest.

- Your Honor, People recommend
a suspended sentence.

- Defendant was carrying
concealed weapon,

which he drew on an innocent
employee at the animal shelter.

- I have an affidavit
from said employee,

stating that he suffered
no injury, Your Honor.

- That doesn't mean jack
straw to me, Ms. Kelsey.

I'd treat brandishing
a .44 magnum

as a little more than just
a breach of etiquette.

- Your Honor, my
client has surrendered

his firearm to the police.

Goody.

Give me some reason
to suspend sentence.

- Defendant's no
prior history and--

- Your Honor, my client
was recently the victim

of a vicious assault and is
living in fear for his life.

He has yet to regain full mental
faculties, but to that end,

he's working very hard at his
rehabilitation and requests

leniency in sentencing.

- What Mr. Markowitz did
was a serious offense.

In light of the circumstances
and the evidence presented,

however, I shall
suspend sentence.

Ms. Kelsey, inform your
client that if he appears

in my courtroom again under
these same circumstances,

I shall not be so understanding.

Next case.

Enjoy.

Happy Hanukkah, Becker.

- You swore to me that
Beatrice Schuller could walk.

Only I pick her up,
she falls to the floor

like a sack of potatoes.

You're using me, Ben.

I don't know what--

- Help yourself
to some kichelah.

I don't want food.

I want the truth.

The truth?

Which version?

- Your material
is getting stale.

And for all I know, you're lying
about your partner's divorce,

threatening to
bring down Worldwide

like a house of cards.

- You play Canasta, or
are you a Gin Rummy man?

- That's it.
I'm through.

You'll get my bill.

Good luck finding
yourself another puppet.

- Pinocchio wasn't a
puppet to Geppetto.

Excuse me?

- A man works a lifetime,
seven days a week.

What's he have to show for it?

Old soundstages, lazy writers,
and a few colorized movies

in someone else's library.

Pathetic.

Arnie, you've become
like a son, but I

can't solve this problem alone.

- You still haven't told me what
it is you're trying to solve.

- If I lose this studio,
I'll lose my life.

I need you to buy me time.

- Looks like Mrs. Schuller
will demand to have Worldwide's

books opened in the divorce.

- Then you'll have
to meet Schuller.

- Up to now, you wouldn't
let me speak with him.

What changed your mind?

There's no other choice.

Is Mr. Schuler in his office?

No, he's out of town.

You'll have to wait
till after the holidays.

Becker, I know it's frustrating,
what with all the delays.

But it's for the best.

Believe me.

- I hope this time,
I can believe you.

- At this time, Your
Honor, the People

introduce into
evidence a videotape

taken by a surveillance
camera in Janie Hastings room.

- Your Honor, this is outrageous
and completely prejudicial.

Counsel, approach the bench.

- Ms. Paros, did
you have a warrant?

- The camera was
installed by the hospital.

- The only reason they
would install it--

I'm inclined to suppress this.

On what grounds?

- For starters, violation of
the Fourth and 14th Amendments.

Your evidence was
obtained illegally.

- I bring to the court's
attention the Supreme Court

case, Burdeau versus McDowell.

They ruled that the
Fourth Amendment does not

apply to evidence obtained
by a private party, one

not under the
employment or direction

of a law enforcement agency.

- This is clearly a
Fourth Amendment case.

Therefore, a warrant describing
what was to be seized

should have been obtained.

- I appreciate the civics
lecture, Mr. Hygate,

but it's not so obvious to me.

I'll review the cases
and make my ruling.

I assume you can
authenticate the evidence,

including your own
affidavit, that you

had no prior knowledge.

Absolutely.

Oh, you might also look up
an emergency exception to

the Fourth, State versus Hunt.

Court is in recess.

- Things stacked up in X-ray?

- You literally said it
shouldn't be much longer.

I have some time.

You feel like talking?

You figured out my dream?

- Stuart, the literal
interpretation isn't important.

It's where the dream takes you.

You've been living
with this for months.

How does it make you feel?

I told you I don't know.

On the surface, my life is about
playing just inside the rules,

you know.

Like my job.

I'm a tax attorney,
so I find shortcuts

and loopholes so that people
can minimize their taxes.

But what are taxes?

Taxes are a means of paying
for hospitals and teachers

and highways and cops--

things that should be
available to people, right?

But they're not.

I mean, I think some of the
problems that led to the riots

were caused because
people in South Central LA

weren't given their fair share.

- Are you saying you
helped cause the riots?

No.

Yeah.

We're ready for him now.

I don't know.

- Stuart, the riots
weren't your fault.

You didn't deserve getting
attacked and beaten.

[sighs]

Hey.

Hi.

Ready for lunch?

- Mm-hmm.

Before we go-- try this on.

Roxanne, what are you doing?

- Oh, the color makes
your eyes so green.

What do you think?

I don't know.

It's your Christmas present.

- What kind of gift is that if
I already know what I'm getting?

- Well, I want to
make sure it fits,

so we could make the exchange at
the store on our way to lunch.

- Well, next time, don't wait
till the last minute, OK?

Please, try it on.

(YELLING) You try it on!

Why are you being so stubborn?

- Roxanne, I told
you a week ago,

don't buy me anything
for Christmas.

What's the matter, Tommy?

Never got the bicycle
you always wanted?

As a matter of fact, no.

- Well, I'd like to
give you something.

- So give me the sweater
or the bike, or not.

Just leave me out
of the process, huh?

All right.

I won't buy you a present.

- Fine.
- Fine!

Forget I brought it up.

Fine.

Can we go to lunch now?

- I would like to stop by
the store and exchange this.

- Roxanne, I told you
to leave me out of it.

Not a problem.

I'll go alone.

- Currently, I am chief
of psychiatry in residence

at Cedric's hospital.

- Have you reviewed
Janie Hastings' file?

- Yes, and nothing
in it leads me

to believe that Mrs.
Hastings was anything less

than a caring, loving mother.

Still, there's no denying
that her daughter has been

doing better in the
10 days she's been

out of Mrs. Hastings' care.

- Do you have a medical
opinion as to the cause

of Janie's illnesses?

Yes, her mother.

Can you explain?

- The videotape you showed--

- Your Honor, the
defense again renews

its objection on the
admission of said

videotape into evidence.

- Mr. Hygate, I've
made my decision.

Ms. Paros, continue.

- How has this videotape
changed your diagnosis?

- It helps confirm
that Mrs. Hastings

suffers from a condition
known as Munchausen syndrome

by proxy.

It's child abuse, wherein a
parent feigns or manufactures

illness in the child.

- So the court
fully understands,

you're contending that Mrs.
Hastings has been deliberately

making her daughter sick.

Oh, yes.

- Objection,
leading the witness.

Overruled.

- It's an unusual form
of abuse, designed

to have the child subjected to
unnecessary diagnostic tests

and treatments.

Why would a mother do this?

- Typically, parents who
perpetuate Munchausen's are

themselves diagnosed
with hysteria,

sociopathy, and
narcissistic or borderline

personality disorders.

- Do you have any doubt about
your diagnosis, Dr. Lawrence?

- After viewing the
videotape, absolutely not.

Thank you.

- Dr. Lawrence, are you an
expert on Munchausen syndrome

by proxy?

Yes, one of a very few.

It's an underrecognized illness.

- And yet, without
even an examination,

you've labeled my
client as a sufferer of

this underrecognized illness.

Sure you're not a victim
of your own expertise?

- In Mrs. Hastings' case,
there were discrepancies

between history, clinical
findings, and general health

of the child.

What's more, Janie's seizures
and accidents were witnessed

only by Mrs. Hastings.

- I think you're
reaching, Doctor.

There's a very sick little
girl, and no one can figure out

what's wrong, so you plug
in some bizarre diagnosis

to implicate my client.

What's the saying in
the medical community?

Think horses, not zebras.

Objection, badgering.

Withdrawn.

Nothing further.

[classical music on car radio]

Nice car.

Thank you.

What the hell are you doing?!

Go for a drive.

- Hey, pal, if you want money--

Light's green.

- And if you don't keep
the revs above three grand,

the engine bogs
down in a second.

How about gas?

What kind?

Unleaded, 92 octane or better.

Expensive.

- Maybe you should be stealing
something more economical.

How about a Honda or a Toyota?

An American automobile.

You know, we're building
more efficient, reliable--

- A Porsche was on the
top of my wish list.

Drive.

Whoa, get on the freeway.

The freeway?

Look, you can have the car.

I'll even throw in
a free tank of gas.

Just let me out.

- What do you say, jump on the
freeway and change this music.

I hate classical music.

It's so old.

- Mind if I ask
where we are headed?

Las Vegas.

Christmas in Vegas?

Drive.

What is it, Douglas?

- I have something
to say about my gift.

Happy to hear it.

I hope you saved the receipt.

- Oh, how can you
be so ungracious?

It's easy.

My pocket watch was an heirloom,
passed down by my father

from his father,
from his father by--

Yes, Douglas.

- I've broken the
legacy, and you

can't replace history like that
with something store-bought.

However misdirected, I
appreciate the sentiment.

If my father were here,
he wouldn't be angry.

Disappointed, which
is much worse.

I let that watch
slip from my grasp.

And now, my book as well.

Oh.

I thought you were
on the final chapter.

- My ghostwriter
turned into a ghost.

Roger disappeared.

Now, I'll never see
how my life story ends.

Douglas.

You have so many things
to be thankful for,

beginning with your freedom.

I just received a
court notice delaying

Daniel's appeal for the
release of Frank Osgood.

Now, there's a man that's going
to spend his 34th Christmas

locked in a jail cell alone.

- Well, Leland,
you put him there.

[banging]

Gwen!

Gwen!

- Oh, now I know why I
never use this machine.

Always eats my quarters.

- A man would rip it
right off the wall.

Why is it when they can't
deal with their emotions,

the response is always primal?

I don't know.

I made a real mistake
getting involved with Daniel.

- Daniel isn't sending
you those weird gifts.

You're relying on intuition?

- Well, that and the
fact that my desk

is right outside his office.

Sometimes I hear him cooing to
the baby, talking on the phone.

Behind that stoic mask is
a man who's hiding a lot

of pain over his wife's death.

- Why is it men are afraid
to show any weakness?

Maybe deep down, they're
all just little boys

who don't know what they want.

I give up.

Oh, you shouldn't.

And if you're
interested in Daniel,

he deserves a second chance.

- No, I mean I give
up on this machine.

I'm going to go use the
ladies' room across the hall.

Thanks for your advice, though.

- Couldn't hurt
taking a dose myself.

[keys clattering]

Daniel?

Oh, my god!

Santa comes but once a year.

And then, it's down the chimney.

Oh, you're disgusting.

You kissed me.

Lean in, lean out.

You really know how
to drive a guy wild.

- What are you
doing back anyway?

- Just dropping
off Christmas gifts

to go along with my resume.

Can't hurt, right?

- You ever approach
me again, and I will

knee you back into puberty.

- OK, but first,
can I have the ring?

I spent the last of my
savings on that diamond.

[scoffs] Diamond.

- 2.5 carats, could get Bugs
Bunny through the winter.

[chuckles]

Uh, Romney, listen.

I have to get back
to you on that ring.

- These are your X-rays
from the latest MRI.

Tell me what you see here.

Looks like a butterfly.

Joking.

It's a cyst.

Probably formed
post-traumatically

during the healing process.

And now, it's placing
pressure on your brain,

causing misfiring,
known as uncinate fits.

- Is that why I
felt that confusion?

- As well as the anger, the
olfactory hallucinations, yes.

What about my memory?

You'll always have some loss.

Can you operate?

It may not be necessary.

I'd like to start you on
a drug called Dilantin.

It should reduce the swelling,
and hopefully, shrink the cyst.

And as your recovery
progresses, we'll

gradually taper the medication.

He'll be back to normal?

- Once the growth is gone,
we'll take you off the

Dilantin altogether.

You shouldn't have any
more of these problems.

Oh, my god.

That's wonderful!

- I'll start the paperwork
for Stuart's release.

- Sweetheart, I'm
so happy for you.

For us.

Me, too.

- You know, carjacking
is one thing.

Grand theft auto,
two years prison.

But assault with
a deadly weapon,

kidnapping-- you're looking
at four to seven years, easy.

I'll take my chances.

Besides, now I
know a good lawyer.

- Maybe we should get
back on the interstate.

Hey, what are you doing
throwing your trash

out the window like that?!

- We're in the
middle of nowhere!

All the more reason!

No one's around to pick
up after slobs like you--

- Pull over.
- Wha--

- To the side of the road.
- I didn't--

Stop.

[groans]

- Pull over.
- OK.

Come on.

OK.

Now hop out.

Go.

- Come on, you can't
leave me out here!

It's freezing!

I could catch pneumonia!

Please, for a moment, be still,
discover your inner security.

The more material
possessions you acquire,

the more material
possessions you might lose.

Is that owning or being owned?

Beats me.

Woo-hoo!

Roxanne.

I need to speak with you.

Oh, gee, I'm pretty busy.

Doing what?

There's no one else here.

- Well, you know, I can get
a lot done when it's quiet.

- I think you're
full of baloney.

Pardon me?

- I need to know
what's bothering you.

Nothing.

- You were the one who
wanted a relationship.

You can't have a
relationship if you don't

talk to the person
you're supposed

to be in a relationship with.

- And I'm telling you,
there is nothing--

I know you better than that.

What!

Do you think you're
inside my head, huh?!

You're not.

- Don't yell at me.
- That's what I do.

I yell.

You're the one who listed
all my great qualities.

I got lousy ones, too.

- Are you trying to prove
I was wrong in asking

you to father a child?

- I am trying to let
you see who I really am.

- You're working too
hard at it, Tommy.

On Christmas.

- Mrs. Hastings, is it true
your child has been severely

underweight most of her life?

- Janie's condition is known
as a failure to thrive.

- I know what your
doctors have listed.

What about witness
accounts who claim you've

only given Janie breast milk?

- Well, whenever my
daughter's tried baby food,

she breaks out in a rash
or she gets diarrhea.

- That's not what the
nurses say at the hospital.

Ha!

Occasionally, she'll
tolerate more than just milk.

But you can look over the
pediatrician's records.

- Pediatricians,
particularly those

dealing with children
too young to speak,

rely on parental reporting.

Is it true?

Yes.

- That gives you open license
to fabricate symptoms.

Objection.

Sustained.

- Mrs. Hastings, why
is it your first child

had three pediatricians,
your daughter five?

I'm particular.

It's not uncommon for a mother
to have difficulty finding

a doctor that she likes.

- But isn't it true
in your case, when

your pediatricians became
suspicious of your reports,

you moved on?

Objection.

Assumes facts, not in evidence.

Withdrawn.

- Mrs. Hastings,
you're diabetic?

Objection!

Relevance!

Latitude, Your Honor.

I'll allow it.

- And as a diabetic,
you regularly

give yourself shots of insulin.

True?

Yes.

- Tell me, what would
a shot of insulin

do if injected into the
system of a non-diabetic?

You were a nurse once.

Certainly, you have some idea.

- Depending on the
amount, the non-diabetic

could be rendered comatose.

- Isn't it true
what's seen in that

videotape is you
causing the coma-like

effects of hypoglycemia?

Objection!

What are you implying?

- You lied about
Janie's condition,

falsified reports,
deliberately induced

life-threatening symptoms.

I would never do that!

Objection!

Ms. Paros.

- Your Honor,
medications are carefully

recorded at Cedric's Hospital.

There was an unaccounted
for syringe with traces

of insulin found discarded--

I haven't done anything wrong!

- Mrs. Hastings, it's
in the videotape.

I was adjusting Janie's IV!

- You were injecting your
daughter with insulin!

- Isn't that what you were doing?
- Objection!

- And you've done so on
more than one occasion!

- Isn't that true?
- What!

- Those puncture marks
on Janie's thighs

weren't caused by pins
left in a new pair

- of pajamas, but a needle!
- No!

- Fortunately, your daughter
made a full recovery,

but you killed your son the
very same way, isn't that true?

- I'm a good mother!
- You're not, Mrs. Hatings.

I am!

I take care of my children!

You hurt them!

Objection!

Ms. Paros!

You hurt your daughter!

You killed your son!

- (CRYING) He-- he--

he was only supposed
to get sick!

He wasn't supposed to die!

Your Honor, request to recess.

(CRYING) I didn't mean to!

I'm a good mother!

[ominous music]

[music playing]

- Oh, well, with such a large
office staff and so many people

sharing their goodies,
food certainly adds up.

- I told my mother what
Douglas said about Greek food.

She took it personally.

[non-english speech] Bless
her, she even made moussaka.

- Congratulations on
winning the Hastings case.

- Well, that wasn't
much of a victory.

What kind of future will
that little girl have?

No family.

- At least she
will have a future.

Justice was served.

- The only person I
told about that verdict

was Janie's doctor at Cedric's.

- Well, I have a friend
on the hospital board,

and they just called.

- You had that camera placed
in the children's ward.

- Had I told you, I would have
risked tainting the evidence.

That took courage, Leland.

Thank you.

For believing in me.

Welcome to McKenzie Brackman.

- I bought this for--

for Lucy, and now she
lost her other one.

She loves Elmo.

Thank you.

- Look, I'm going to give
you the benefit of the doubt.

Whatever that means.

- I don't know
anything about you.

Yet, you're always so
nice, so solicitous.

Are you the one
that's haunting me?

What makes you think it's me?

Enough fairy tales, Daniel.

- Cinderella's glass slipper,
Red Riding Hood's cloak,

Snow White's heart.

No wonder you've
been avoiding me.

Gwen, I would never do this.

- I-- I know it's pretty
insubstantial evidence.

I just-- I've been so
off-balance lately.

Me, too.

When Alison was-- my wife--

she was pregnant,
we used to talk

about all the wonderful
things we were

going to share in
our baby's life,

especially Lucy's
first Christmas.

Alison really
loved the holidays.

She'd see something in a store
and have to buy it right then

and there, because it'd
make the perfect gift

for her sister or my mother.

All year long,
every time I'd open

a closet, somebody
else's present

would fall out and
hit me on the head.

[laughs]

You were the first woman
I kissed since she died.

Oh, thank god!

- Becker, what are you doing
in the middle of the desert?

Waiting for the fourth wise man?

Don't flatter yourself.

[door shuts]

- You know, there
are coyotes out here.

Rattlesnakes, too.

- I'll take my chances, but I'm
sure you'd feel right at home.

- Oh, such hostility
in such a holy place.

- I'm sure it's no
coincidence, the carjacking,

our crossing paths like this.

So I'd appreciate it if
you'd just get my car back.

A joke's a joke, but I'm
tired of being the punchline!

Look at all those stars.

More than on
Hollywood Boulevard.

Moses wandered 40
years in the desert.

If he'd had a compass, how
different the world would be.

- You're mixing
up your holidays.

- Becker, I don't know why
we've run into each other.

Kismet.

Who can tell?

(WHISPERING) Oh, I know.

Is that Darrow?

- Why are you
whispering? (YELLING)

No one's around for
hundreds of miles!

Shh!

Listen!

What do you hear?

The wind.

That's right.

And powerful changes are
about to blow through.

This is big.

But because you're an
honest and honorable man,

I've been reluctant
to compromise

your professional ethics
regarding Worldwide Studios.

What?

A merger, a buyout, what?

You're warm.

I wish I was.

- Pending your meeting
with Eric Schuller,

I want you to join
me at the studio.

No more jokes.

- You'll be looking
for hot properties,

green-lighting movies.

With your youth and my
savvy, we'll be unbeatable.

You are going to be a
major player in Hollywood.

How major?

- I'll tell you
on the drive home.

[laughter]

Squeeze in.

Come on.

[distant howling]

Come on in.

- Young lady, what in
the world are you doing?

Don't you know Santa knows
when you're sleeping?

He knows when you're awake.

Something I always
thought was kind of scary.

Gosh, you sure
look good, though.

Oh!

Can't you sleep?

Oh.

When I couldn't sleep, my mom
used to sing me something.

A little lullaby.

Wanna hear it?

[baby crying]

[singing in greek]

- Something certainly
smells good.

- I don't know what this stuff
is called, but I like it.

Mm!

Pass me a plate, Benny.

Night, folks.

- Where are you headed?
- Home.

- Alone?
Nonsense.

Come with me.

Share a goose with
Sheila and the boys.

But first, try this.

Oh, it's good.

Hey, everyone.

Whoa, who's the cook?

Melina's mother.

We hired the wrong relative.

Where is Melina anyway?

- Last time I saw Paros,
she was on her way out.

Hey, look!

The gang's all here!

Hey, Stuart!

Hey, Leland.

How are you?

Good to see you.

Good to be back.

- I understand all
charges were suspended.

- You never know
when you'll need

a friend in the DA's office.

How are you feeling, Stuart?

- I'm feeling just great.
Thanks.

- No more headaches?
- No, none.

I'm feeling fine, and let's
not talk about my problems.

We got a party here.

Yeah, finally.

Who's heard from Jonathan?

- According to his itinerary,
he would be in Mozambique.

Mr. Brackman, your watch?

Lincoln found your watch!

Hey, Lincoln!

Good dog, Lincoln.

Now, this calls
for a celebration.

- While we're gathered--

- Leland, you just
can't help yourself.

- Friends, family,
I wish you a healthy

and a prosperous new year.

May the saddest
days of your future

be no worse than the
happiest days of your past.

Merry Christmas, everybody!

Merry Christmas!

Merry Christmas, everybody.

Merry Christmas.

Who can I help with some food?

- [laughs] Merry
Christmas, Douglas.

[music playing]

[door opens]

Here we are again.

I'm glad you came.

I-- I didn't want
to be alone tonight.

Rox, I don't know what
this holiday is all about.

For you, it's reliving
warm, fuzzy moments.

For me, my memories
are of a drunken

father, a crying mother, and
a terrified baby brother.

Actually, Christmas, New Year,
and my old man's birthday

were the best days of the year.

He was too drunk to catch
me and smack me around.

Funny thing is, I
always felt like I kind

of deserved getting popped.

- You're a sweet,
wonderful person.

You deserve good things, Tommy.

I can't convince you of that.

You have to convince yourself.

I'm trying.

Scout's honor.

And I'm no quitter, Rox.

Me neither.

Merry Christmas.

- I didn't buy any--

Thanks.

What is this?

- I, uh-- took a
home pregnancy test.

It's blue.

We're going to have a baby?

We're going to have a baby.

Oh!

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