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Another World Transcript Wednesday 12/1/04

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Jake: Well, now, is this room exactly what you expected, or what?

Marley: Oh, yes, nice, narrow, long, hard beds.

Jake: Yeah, yeah, no fireplace.

Marley: No artwork.

Jake: No, but this is what makes the room worthwhile --

Marley: Hmm?

Jake: It's the view, I think.

Marley: Oh, the view!

Jake: Yes.

Marley: Isn't it exquisite? I can see right into another patient's bathroom.

Jake: What are they doing?

Marley: Oh, Jake. Do you think Santa’s going to be able to find us up in here?

Jake: Of course he's going to be able to find us. I left a forwarding address in Mary and Vince’s chimney.

Marley: Oh.

Jake: Hey, I'm sorry you have to spend Christmas in the hospital.

Marley: Oh, that doesn't matter, does it? Because it doesn't matter where we are for Christmas.

Jake: Uh-uh.

Marley: Christmas is in our hearts.

Jake: Mm-hmm.

Marley: That is awfully corny. I'm sorry.

Jake: I think I have one even cornier than that.

Marley: Oh, you do?

Jake: Mm-hmm. You stay right here. Don't go away.

Marley: Where are you going?

Jake: Well, I have a little present at the front desk I have to go get. I'll be right back.

Marley: Oh.

Vicky: It is just a great house, Bridget! It's got everything. Now, wait until you see the inside. The inside has all peg-and-groove floors, and when you walk into the kitchen it has greenhouse windows, even an indoor barbecue.

Bridget: Do you need all that?

Vicky: Need it? I want it, Bridget. It is just a perfect, perfect house.

Bridget: Fine.

Vicky: "Fine." No, obviously it is not fine because you haven't said more than five words since I told you I bought it.

Bridget: Well, it's none of my business, dear.

Vicky: You see, would you please look at me and tell me what's wrong?

Bridget: All right. I'll tell you what's wrong. I think you're making a mistake.

[Christmas music plays]

Felicia: Tell your papa not to go, daisy. Go ahead. "Woof, woof, woof!"

Mitch: I'll be back so quickly, you won't even know that I've been gone.

Felicia: I'm not sure she believes a word out of your mouth.

Mitch: She can speak for herself.

Felicia: Yes, she can. "It's Christmas Eve, papa. Woof! Woof! Woof!"

Mitch: If I don't go out on this assignment, some other poor guy's going to have to do it.

Felicia: Why do you have to be so noble? This is our very first merry Christmas together.

Mitch: And I'm not going to miss it.

Felicia: Even if you go longer than you think you will?

Mitch: I won't be.

Felicia: You're sure you're going to be back tonight?

Mitch: We've already discussed this. I will see you at the Cory’s'.

Felicia: All right, well, what time are you going to be back?

Mitch: Well, I don't know exactly.

Felicia: Well, I don't know why you're so mysterious about all of this. Is there something you're not telling me?

[Doorbell rings]

Felicia: Oh-ho. You got lucky, didn't you? Come on, Daisy.

Cass: Hi.

Felicia: Cass, hi!

Cass: Hi, Daisy.

Felicia: Oh, am I glad to see you.

Mitch: Hi.

Cass: Why, what's up?

Felicia: Well, I need somebody on my side. Mitch is going on some sort of mysterious shoot and I want you to help me talk him out of it.

Cass: Oh. Gee, sorry, I can't do that.

Felicia: What do you mean, you can't do that?

Cass: Well, you see, I'm going, too.

Singer: A merry little Christmas now

Mitch: Uh, Cass is coming along because we need a legal mind on this assignment.

Felicia: What? What, are you going to shoot the Supreme Court?

Cass: That was funny!

Felicia: No, it's not funny!

Cass: Oh. Uh, no, we're not going to shoot the Supreme Court. It's a question of where the law draws the line.

Mitch: Right, the line has to be clear.

Cass: And what Mitch is trying to shoot is --

Mitch: It's, well --

Cass: Well, it's --

Felicia: Well what?

Mitch: Well, it's just -- it's tricky.

Felicia: "Tricky"?

Cass: There could be a lawsuit.

Felicia: Really?

Mitch: Yeah, and that's why we just can't discuss it.

Cass: It is so delicate.

Mitch: It's very delicate.

Cass: But on the other hand, if we are able to pull it off without a scandal --

Mitch: And we will pull it off.

Cass: You're right because it is much too hot.

Felicia: What the hell are you two talking about?

Mitch: What do you mean, what are we talking about? We're talking about the shoot.

Cass: It's very hush-hush.

Felicia: Is this really level?

Mitch: Yes, this is -- it's legit. Promise.

Felicia: I don't know whether I should believe you or not.

Mitch: Look, we just -- we can't talk about it anymore. Isn't that right?

Cass: Legally speaking, yes.

Felicia: Boy, you guys are weird, even for you.

Mitch: Well, you know, we're really starting to cut it close.

Cass: Oh, man, yeah, we'd better hit the road. Whew.

Felicia: I thought you were flying.

Mitch: Well, we are flying.

Cass: Oh, honey, "hit the road" is a figure of speech, for crying out loud.

Felicia: I know that. You know, something's going on here, isn't it?

Cass: No! Come on, let's go. See you.

Mitch: I'll see you at the Cory's.

Cass: Bye, Daisy. Bye, honey.

[Door closes]

Felicia: Well, something is going on. Didn't you feel like something was going on? Of course something is going on. You want to go shopping?

Vicky: All I did was buy a house.

Bridget: Yes, a house that you selected without even letting Jamie see it.

Vicky: Well, it's a surprise!

Bridget: A surprise? My dear, you don't surprise somebody by buying a house. A shirt, maybe, or maybe a tie, but not a big house.

Vicky: He'll love it.

Bridget: Tell me, what makes you so sure about that, hmm?

Vicky: Because it's a perfect house, and I don't want to lose it. Don't want to lose Jamie, either.

Bridget: Oh, so that's what this is all about, is it? I mean, by buying the house, you think you're going to be able to hang on to Jamie? Is that what it's about?

Vicky: It's about having a place to live, Bridget. Why are you making it so complicated?

Bridget: Oh, my dear. I know you so well. I know how little faith you have in yourself, and I know that ever since you were a little girl, mind, you always thought if you bought somebody a present, they were going to like you.

Vicky: And it worked. Didn't it?

Bridget: Oh, Victoria. Darling, why can't you relax? Look, the man proposed to you.

Vicky: Uh-huh.

Bridget: You're engaged and you're going to have a baby.

Vicky: And now we have a house.

Bridget: Yes. A house that you picked out all by yourself. Now, that's impulsiveness, dear. And I do so hope it's not going to get you in trouble again.

Vicky: It got me Jamie. That impulsiveness is what he liked about me. And pretty soon, he's going to love it, just like he's going to love everything else about me. You'll see. You'll see.

Rachel: I'm watching you.

Jamie: Oh, hi. I'm not snooping, I promise.

Rachel: Oh, yeah, sure.

Jamie: I'm delivering presents. Hi.

Rachel: Hi, sweetie. Remember our first Christmas here in this house, just you and me and Mac?

Jamie: Oh, yeah. Boy, things sure changed in a hurry after that, huh?

Rachel: Yeah, we moved in here, and all the presents were under the tree.

Jamie: Yeah, Mac always did go overboard.

Rachel: He loved you from the very start.

Jamie: I loved him, too.

Rachel: And remember that first Christmas Eve?

Jamie: Hmm.

Rachel: Remember? We'd put you to bed, and you'd been to bed for a long time and we had finally finished packing all of the presents, and we went to bed and I went in to tuck you in and you weren't there. And I looked all over and I couldn't find you. I got Mac. He looked, he couldn't find you. We got Vivien up. We all looked all over the house, and Mac finally found you underneath that tree, sound asleep because you'd been peeking at your gifts!

Jamie: That sounds like me! That's wonderful.

Rachel: We've had so many nice Christmases here, haven't we?

Jamie: We sure have, yeah.

Rachel: I wish you and Vicky could stay here, but I know Donna’s expecting you.

Jamie: Well, it's better this way, and besides, we'll stop by tomorrow.

Rachel: Good.

Jamie: Mom, I -- I know you're still not sure about Vicky and me.

Rachel: I want you to be happy. And if Vicky will make you happy, then I'm all for it. Oh. This is for Vicky.

Jamie: Can I rattle it?

Rachel: No, you can open it.

Jamie: Really?

Rachel: Mm-hmm.

Jamie: Oh, Mom.

Rachel: It's moms, Moms, my grandmother.

Jamie: Oh, Mom. You want Vicky to have this?

Rachel: We want you to give it to her.

Jamie: This will mean so much to her. It means so much to me.

Rachel: Oh, sweetie, I'm glad.

Jamie: Mom, I love you.

Rachel: I love you, too. Now, come on. Helen's made your favorite cookies, and she wants you to have them right now while they're hot.

Jamie: Oh, great, just what I need!

Sam: What do you think, Alli? Is that a beautiful tree, or what?

Amanda: It looks strange, you know.

Sam: What is?

Amanda: Oh, last year, this tree made me so sad. I was pregnant and all alone. This year, I have you and Alli, and I think it's the most beautiful tree in the world.

Sam: Yeah, I know what you mean.

Amanda: I'm so glad we're not fighting anymore. I was really scared. I couldn't go through another Christmas like that. I don't know what I'd do without you and Alli.

Sam: You don't have to be scared anymore. I'm here, and we're all together.

Mac: Hey, you two, you're not under the mistletoe!

Sam: Oh.

Amanda: Hi, Daddy.

Rachel: I had no idea you guys were coming over now! I thought you were coming over later!

Amanda: We're playing hooky from work.

Sam: Shh!

Amanda: Don't tell the boss.

Mac: If you hadn't played hooky, I would've come over to get Alli because I reserved this afternoon for my beautiful, sweet darling.

Rachel: Hi!

Sam: That's granny.

Amanda: Oh, now, don't you go spoiling her, Daddy.

Mac: Me spoil my granddaughter? I wouldn't do that, would I, sweetheart? Want to see what grandpa put in your stocking? Yeah.

Amanda: Here we go.

Mac: Yes. All right. You can't tell -- that's what's good about a stocking -- till you actually go in there and look. You just don't know what it's going to be, but it's something terrific, I can tell!

Sam: Amanda and I were just talking about how great this Christmas has turned out to be.

Rachel: Hmm.

Sam: Amanda and I have our differences.

Rachel: Yes.

Sam: Just like, uh, you and I have our differences. Look, Amanda and I have worked our differences out. I'd like to try to do the same with ours.

Rachel: I'd like that, too.

Sam: Merry Christmas.

Rachel: Merry Christmas, Sam.

Sam: Mom.

Rachel: Oh. No, no, no.

Sam: Grandmom?

Rachel: Ok, that's better.

Sam: That works? All right.

Rachel: Well, what has she found? Has she found anything?

Sam: What'd she get?

Mac: Oh, she picked out the one that was hers immediately. She can read. It's amazing.

Rachel: I know it. She's just amazing.

Mac: She went right for it.

Sam: She went for the chocolate is what she went for.

Amanda: Just like her.

Lisa: Wow, I couldn't wait to get out of that store.

Felicia: Well, I wish you hadn't rushed me. I really wanted to buy Mitch a present.

Lisa: Felicia, you already have 10!

Felicia: Nine. Only nine.

Lisa: Well, you know, if he doesn't like this, he'll love the jacket or the sweater or the video of "Gunga Din" or the vibrating toothbrush or the two-inch TV.

Felicia: Or this scarf. Why did I buy him this scarf, do you think?

Lisa: Uh, it'll look good on Mitch.

Felicia: You think? Oh, I don't think so. I mean, it's so -- so bold for Mitch, don't you think?

Lisa: You could return it.

Felicia: Oh, no, no, no, I don't think so. I'll give it to the dog. It'll look good on her.

Lisa: Wait till you see what I got you.

Felicia: For me?

Lisa: Mm-hmm.

Felicia: Oh, honey, let me see.

Lisa: I'm not going to tell you!

Felicia: Come on, Lisa!

Lisa: Felicia!

Felicia: What?

Lisa: You're a mature, dignified woman. Look at you as soon as you find out you're getting a present.

Felicia: Well, you know I can't help myself. You know I can't!

Lisa: Stop it! No!

Felicia: Come on, come on!

Lisa: I have to go! I have to sew my dress!

Felicia: Lisa, please! Oh, sweetheart. It's so good to hear you laughing again.

Lisa: Oh, you make me laugh.

Felicia: Good. So then you'll spend Christmas Eve with me. You don't have any plans, do you?

Lisa: No, but --

Felicia: Ok, then it's settled, right?

Lisa: Well, Felicia, this is -- this is your first Christmas Eve with Mitch as married people.

Felicia: Oh, yeah. So what. I mean, he's so moved by it that he's gone off to do a photo shoot.

Lisa: You're kidding.

Felicia: No. So you see, if you don't go with me, I'll be pathetic. I won't have a husband or a niece or anybody that I love.

Lisa: What do you mean, go with you? Where are you going?

Felicia: Christmas party at the Cory's. Want to be my date?

Michael: Ho, ho, ho!

Vicky: Oh, I am so glad it's you!

Michael: What?

Vicky: Wait until you hear the news. I have been dying to talk to somebody other than Bridget, and I really wanted it to be you because I knew you would know that I did the right thing!

Michael: Did you say hello?

Donna: No.

Michael: I didn't say hello.

Vicky: Oh, hi, Mom. Hi, Dad.

Donna: Yes, hello.

Vicky: And I know next you're going to say, did I talk to my accountant, my lawyer, my broker? Did I really go and check out the neighborhood? Did I really, really think this out?

Michael: I wasn't going to say -- were you going to say something like that?

Donna: No, I wasn't --

Michael: No.

Donna: Going to say a word.

Vicky: You weren't?

Michael: No, only because I haven't the slightest idea what in the hell you're talking about.

Vicky: Oh! I didn't tell you I bought a house?

Michael: You neglected to mention that.

Vicky: Oh, you didn't tell him?

Donna: No, no, I thought I would let you do that.

Vicky: I bought a house.

Michael: She bought a house?

Donna: She bought a house.

Vicky: Huh.

Michael: Is this a house that Jamie likes --

Vicky: No.

Michael: By chance?

Donna: No?

Vicky: No, see, it's a surprise. It's kind of like a belated Christmas present.

Donna: Victoria, you haven't told him yet?

Vicky: He'll love it! Would you please both be happy for me?

Michael: Ho-ho, ho-ho. Ugh! Ok, ok, if you're happy, baby, I'm happy, ok?

Vicky: Oh, great! Now, let's hope that Marley’s happy this Christmas, too, and everything works out for all of us!

[Knock on door]

Marley: Oh, come in. Oh! I don't believe it.

Jake: Yeah, well, this ought to make it a little easier for Santa to find us, huh?

Marley: It's beautiful.

Jake: I figure we hang some shiny ornaments; we stick it over there by the window. As he goes whizzing past on the sleigh, he'll go, "oh, there's where Jake and Marley are at!"

Marley: Come here. Thank you.

Jake: It was worth a kiss. It's not such a great tree, huh? It's kind of scrawny.

Marley: No, I think it is the most beautiful tree I've ever seen.

Jake: You're a good liar. It'll look better when it's got some ornaments on it.

Marley: You know what?

Jake: What?

Marley: I have our first one.

Jake: Hmm.

Marley: Where is it? Ta-da.

Jake: The basal thermometer.

Marley: Uh-huh.

Jake: Now all we have to do is figure out how to hang it.

Marley: Ok.

Jake: We'll do that later.

Marley: You certainly know how to put a person in the Christmas spirit.

Jake: [French accent] It's what I live for.

Marley: Are you ok?

Jake: [Normal voice] Me?

Marley: Yes, you.

Jake: Why are you asking me?

Marley: Am I not allowed?

Jake: Sure you're allowed, honey, but you're the one --

Marley: Having the operation, I know. But you're the one that's trying to cheer me up all the time and you're the one that's going to be waiting on me hand and foot --

Jake: Shh, shh.

Marley: For at least two weeks after I get out of this place.

Jake: I love to take care of you. I thought you knew that.

Marley: Well, I love you.

Jake: You're very special to me, you know that?

Marley: Well, then maybe you won't be angry with me.

Jake: Oh?

Marley: I did something.

Jake: What?

Marley: I asked Lisa for a psychic reading.

Jake: You asked Lisa to predict our future?

Marley: You're angry.

Jake: No, it doesn't sound like you, Marley.

Marley: It's just that I have been so nervous and scared about this whole thing, I -- I just thought I would try to find any way to see if the operation would be a success.

Jake: What did she say?

Marley: She couldn't say anything. She couldn't do it. She said she was too emotionally involved with everything because of Lisa and Vicky’s relationship.

Jake: You know something? If you need somebody to tell your future, I think I'll do it.

Marley: You will?

Jake: Yeah. I'm doing it right now.

Marley: Really? And?

Jake: And you know what I see?

Marley: What?

Jake: I see the two of us together forever.

Marley: Oh. What else?

Jake: I think that's all I need to see. Sweetheart, if a baby comes along, that's great. If not, we'll always have each other.

Marley: You're quite a psychic.

Jake: Yeah. I wouldn't trade what we have for anything in the world.

Marley: Neither would I. Neither would I.

Lisa: I can't believe you would even suggest it!

Felicia: Honey, if you would just let me explain --

Lisa: I can't go to the Cory's!

Felicia: Honey, please just listen to me for a minute.

Lisa: You want me to sit there with Vicky and Jamie on Christmas Eve?

Felicia: Vicky and Jamie aren't going to be there.

Lisa: How do you know?

Felicia: Because I spoke to Rachel. Now, she invited them, but they decided to spend the evening with Donna and Michael.

Lisa: Well, what if they change their plans?

Felicia: All right, look, why don't I go call Rachel just to make sure, ok? Good, that's what I'll do. Yes, Mrs. Cory, please. It's Felicia Gallant calling. I know she'd be so thrilled to see -- Rachel, hi. Yes, you, too. Listen, I wanted to know, is Jamie and Vicky planning to be at Donna’s tonight? Yes. Yes, there is somebody that I would like to bring. You're right, it is Lisa, yes. Good! Yes. Yes, I will. All right, yes, I'll see you later. All right. Bye-bye. It's all set.

Lisa: Felicia, are you sure Mac and Rachel want me there?

Felicia: Honey, of course they do. You should've heard Rachel. She's very excited about your coming. Christmas is for families, and you're my family.

Lisa: Oh. All right, I'll go.

Felicia: Ok, good.

Lisa: I didn't really want to be alone, anyway.

Felicia: Good. Neither did I.

Cass: Oh. No, no, my fault. Hey. What did I miss?

Mitch: Just the flight. Where you been?

Cass: Ah! I was covering our tails.

Mitch: What do you mean?

Cass: Well, I called Nicole. I figured that she and Felicia would commiserate, right?

Mitch: Right.

Cass: And I didn't want Nicole to blab to Felicia that we were actually on a plane to Boston.

Mitch: That's all you said?

Cass: Don't worry; she has no idea about Felicia’s secret.

Mitch: Ok, well, it's a two-hour flight to Logan.

Cass: Did you get in touch with the stepfather? Does he know we're coming?

Mitch: No. No, I didn't think that was a good idea. I don't know what it's going to take. I mean, probably a lot of talking to get him to come back with us.

Cass: We'll get him to come back, don't worry.

Mitch: I don't know that. I don't know what we're dealing with here. I mean, what kind of man is it that would put his daughter through something like that?

Cass: Stepdaughter.

Mitch: Ok, well, it should be real interesting meeting this guy.

[Christmas music plays]

Ada: Jack Frost nippin' at your nose

Iris: Ah, good afternoon.

Ada: Oh, Alli, my Alli, you hear that? It's afternoon already. It's almost time to get your presents.

Iris: I didn't know the guests were arriving so early.

Ada: Oh, they're not guests. They're family.

Iris: Well, what do you think about this, Alli, hmm?

Ada: She thinks her mommy and daddy are bonkers.

Iris: What?

Ada: They're out there making a snowman and having a snowball fight at the same time.

Iris: Oh. Dennis was always trying to get me to help him build a snowman.

Ada: I'm sorry Dennis can't be here. I've missed him.

Vivien: Mrs. Hobson! Mrs. Hobson, come quick!

Ada: Take it easy!

Vivien: It's terrible! It's awful!

Ada: What's the matter?

Vivien: Helen requires your assistance in the kitchen! It would seem the gravy just exploded!

Ada: The gravy just exploded! I got an early Christmas present.

Vivien: Come on!

Ada: I'm coming, I'm coming! I'll take care of it. Not to worry. Don't cry.

Vivien: It scared me! I just got scared!

Ada: Don't be scared.

Iris: Well. You don't look too comfortable. Hang on, let's -- let's see if we put you there. There. That's better, isn't it? Oh, you are so beautiful. Hmm. You know, I think you're going to grow up to be something very special. Yes. Yes, I do.

Mac: I remember when Dennis was that size.

Iris: Yeah, and I was just as nervous with him, too.

Mac: I'm sorry he couldn't come.

Iris: Oh, that's all right. I understand.

Mac: You don't have to pretend with me, Iris.

Iris: I'm not.

Mac: I understand why you're so disappointed, darling.

Iris: Yeah, well, I am disappointed.

Mac: I love you, Iris, and I'm here anytime you need me.

Iris: Oh, thank you for saying that, Daddy. It's so good to hear.

[Alli yawns]

Iris: It is so good to hear.

[Christmas music plays]

Amanda: Yes.

Liz: I think she has a sweet tooth.

Sam: Well, that's one thing she got from her dad, the chocolate bandito.

Amanda: Never, ever have chocolate in your house when Sam’s around.

Liz: I'll remember that.

Sam: Come on.

Fa yeah.

Liz: She is so darling. And to see her with the two of you, to be here with you, all of you, you know? I could cry.

Amanda: Aunt Liz cries every year. Show her tinsel and she cries.

Liz: No. You know, this is a special Christmas. I didn't think I'd be coming this year.

Amanda: You're family to us. You belong here.

Liz: But, you know, after what I did, telling Matthew --

Amanda: We love you, and we are very happy that you're with us.

Liz: I love all of you.

Vivien: After you, Hilda.

Hilda: Oh, no, after you, Viv.

Vivien: I insist.

Hilda: Well, so do I.

Mac: Is anything on the platters hot?

Vivien: Everything is fresh from the oven.

Mac: Well, then it might be wise to serve it before it gets cool, don't you think?

Vivien: Well, that's what we're doing. After you, Hilda.

Hilda: No, no, no, no --

Mac: Hilda, I will take one of yours, all right? Thank you. Ooh, ooh! So hot! Whoo-hoo! Ooh!

Rachel: We've got to do something about the gravy.

Ada: Oh, a little of this, a little of that. Not to worry, I'll take care of it.

Iris: Have you heard from Donna?

Rachel: Oh, yes, I have.

Iris: When are she and Michael coming?

Rachel: They're not coming. They're going to stay home. Jamie and Vicky will be going to their house, and then they're going to go over and visit with Jake and Marley at the hospital.

Iris: I see.

Mac: Yes, Marley’s having an operation.

Ada: On Christmas day?

Iris: Oh, the poor little thing. She's so pretty, too.

Ada: She's beautiful, and it's not just skin-deep, either.

Iris: Just like her sister. I'm sure Vicky and Jamie are going to be very happy.

Rachel: I hope so.

Mac: It just occurs to me -- Dennis doesn't know that Jamie is engaged. Let's call him. We can all talk to him.

Iris: No. He -- he wouldn't be there now. I'll -- I'll call him later.

Ada: I feel sorry for her. Would you believe I feel sorry for Iris?

Rachel: She loves Dennis. I wish Dennis could've been here.

Mac: Yes, and Sandy, but we have to face the fact our children are people, too. They have their own lives.

Rachel: And I wish Matthew hadn't decided to stay over with Josie at Christmas.

Ada: Well, at least you got one child here. Iris hasn't got anybody.

Mac: Well, let's play with the child we got. What do you say?

Ada: Ok. Hey there, little baby!

Sam: The baby's leaving food all over the place. Her first Christmas and she's making a mess of it.

[Laughter]

Felicia: Honey, hand me a bow, will you?

Lisa: Red? Red.

Felicia: Yeah, good.

Lisa: Here you go.

Felicia: Ok. There we go. You know, this is the last present that I have to wrap.

Lisa: Wait a minute.

Felicia: What?

Lisa: Felicia, I went shopping last month. I left some presents here.

Felicia: Ooh, you're an organized little devil, aren't you? You did. They're in the closet over here.

Lisa: I can't believe I almost forgot!

Felicia: Well, it's a good thing that I forgot. Otherwise, I would've gone through to see if you bought me anything.

Lisa: And you would have opened it, no doubt.

Felicia: No doubt. Here.

Lisa: Let me see that.

Felicia: What do you got in there?

Lisa: Oh. Oh, yes, there is one for you.

Felicia: For me?

Lisa: Yes.

Felicia: Let me see!

Lisa: And then there's this one.

Felicia: What is it, honey?

Lisa: I bought this for Jamie.

[Christmas music plays]

[Vicky hums]

Vicky: Ah!

Singer: A very special Christmas

[Knock on door]

Vicky: Ok.

Singer: For me

Vicky: Oh! It's you.

Jamie: You're disappointed.

Vicky: No, no, no! Come on.

Jamie: I bet you were hoping it was Santa, huh?

Vicky: No, actually, I wasn't because I haven't quite laid out his milk and cookies yet.

Jamie: What's behind your back?

Vicky: Nothing. You just go away.

Jamie: Come on, now, it's Christmas Eve!

Vicky: No, no, not yet it's not.

Jamie: Just let me see the box. Come on!

Vicky: Jamie, would you stop! Now, you cannot see this until tomorrow.

Jamie: But we always open our presents on Christmas Eve.

Vicky: "We"?

Jamie: The Cory's, yes.

Vicky: Oh. Um, well, we do it on Christmas Day.

Jamie: This might be our first serious problem.

Vicky: First?

Jamie: Well, actually, I guess it couldn’t. We've had a few before, haven't we?

Vicky: Yeah. Well, how do you propose we solve this one, hmm?

Jamie: Well, one year we'll do it the Cory way, and then the next year we'll do it the Hudson way.

Vicky: All right. Sounds reasonable.

Jamie: Yeah.

Vicky: So what do we do this year?

Jamie: My family would love to have us.

Vicky: No, no, no, I think the best present I could give your mom would be to not show up.

Jamie: No, no, you're wrong. But I won't pressure you on that right now because I want this to be a very special Christmas.

Vicky: Really?

Jamie: Yeah, really.

Vicky: Well, then in that case, I would love to go to your parents' this evening. We can always go to my parents' tomorrow.

Jamie: You don't have to do this for me, you know.

Vicky: I'm not. I'm doing it for us. For us. I think it's a perfect time for us to become a family.

Singer: The fire inside is blazin' bright

Donna: Well, as famous as Dr. Jansen is, you'd think he'd at least take off for Christmas.

Jake: Yeah, well, not this Jansen guy. The nurse says that he's got three surgeries scheduled for tomorrow.

Michael: Well, the man is obviously dedicated to his work, Jake.

Jake: Shouldn't she be back from the pre-op examination by now? Man.

Donna: Jake, she's only been gone 10 minutes.

Michael: Forgive me if I'm wrong here, but you a little nervous, Jake?

Jake: Well, I don't like hospitals, especially not on Christmas.

Michael: We've all been through a lot.

Jake: Man, this should make the difference. At least I hope it does.

Donna: We hope so, too, Jake.

Jake: Marley's always trying to get me to believe in -- in Christmas miracles.

Michael: I believe in miracles, Jake.

Donna: I do, too.

Jake: I want this baby, even more than Marley knows.

[Christmas music plays]

Sam: Oh. Well, so, how do you think this mistletoe thing came about?

Amanda: Do you know?

Sam: No. But we stand here long enough, something's bound to come to us.

Amanda: Stand here?

Sam: What, you got a better idea?

Amanda: Yes.

Sam: What?

Amanda: A much better idea.

Sam: Oh.

Liz: I don't agree, Ada.

Amanda: No kidding, Liz.

Liz: To think that Matthew would prefer to spend Christmas in that house?

Ada: Well, it's where Josie lives.

Liz: But it's the Frame house.

Ada: He wants to be with his girl.

Liz: You can't trust them. I mean, Josie seems nice enough, but the rest of the Frames? Well, it's --

Ada: Oh!

Mac: Vivien, what a smart idea.

Rachel: Oh, thank you.

Mac: Here you are, darling.

Amanda: Thank you.

Sam: Thank you so much.

[Doorbell rings]

Mac: Oh, would you get that please, Vivien?

Vivien: It's Hilda’s turn.

Mac: Hilda, would you please get -- yes.

Hilda: I've got it, don't worry.

Mac: Thank you very much. If it's who I think it is, we're going to need some more bubbly, I think.

Vivien: Who do you think it is?

Jamie: Hello! Hi!

Mac: Would you just open another bottle, Vivien? Thank you!

Vicky: Oh!

Hilda: Here, let me help you with your coats, Mrs. Hudson.

Vicky: Oh, thank you! Oh, Vicky, please, Hilda! Oh, I'm sorry about that. Here you go. Thank you.

Jamie: Thank you very much.

Vicky: Thank you.

Jamie: Come on inside.

Vicky: Ok. Oh.

Jamie: Hello, everybody!

All: Hi!

Jamie: Hi!

Rachel: Listen, honey --

Jamie: What?

Rachel: I've got to tell you something.

Jamie: Ok, but just one minute, ok? Aunt Liz, you've got that look again!

Liz: You remembered!

Jamie: Of course I did!

Liz: Oh, Dr. Frame!

Jamie: Hello!

Liz: Oh, under the mistletoe! We did this from the time you -- how old were you, Jamie?

Jamie: I was much younger, and you haven't changed a bit!

Liz: That's a bedside manner for you!

Iris: Hello.

Vicky: Hello.

Iris: How lovely to see you. Can I get you a drink? Nonalcoholic, of course.

Vicky: Oh, I would love one, thank you.

Rachel: There's a problem.

Mac: What?

Rachel: The problem is that I told Felicia to bring Lisa and I told her that Jamie and Vicky wouldn't be here.

Mac: Well, I don't --

Jamie: Alli? Is that Alli?

Ada: It's Alli.

Jamie: Hello!

Ada: She's been saying, "I want my Uncle Jamie, the doctor!"

Jamie: How's my little baby, huh?

Ada: "I want my Uncle Jamie, the doctor!"

Jamie: Hello, sweetheart!

[Doorbell rings]

Jamie: Hello! Oh, I love you!

Ada: Excuse me.

Jamie: Yes, look at this. Isn't she cute? Yes.

Vicky: Hi, baby!

Ada: Merry Christmas!

Felicia: Hi, Ada. Merry Christmas!

Lisa: Hi, Ada.

Felicia: Hi, everybody! Hello, darling.

Rachel: Merry Christmas.

Mac: Don't you look beautiful.

Felicia: Thank you.

Mitch: Cass, come on.

Cass: Ok.

Mitch: Are you ready for this?

Cass: Yeah. All we have to do is tell him the way things are, right, and be cool no matter what happens.

Mitch: I'm cool.

Cass: You're cool. You look like you're ready to jump down somebody's throat. I suggest you let me do the talking.

Mitch: Ok, you do the talking. You just make sure that you get him back on the plane.

Cass: All right.

Mitch: Great, I never figured on this.

Cass: Maybe he's hard of hearing.

Woman: What's all the hammering for?

Cass: I'm sorry. We didn't think anybody was here.

Woman: You were wrong. What can I do for you?

Cass: We're looking for someone.

Woman: You can find someone’s anywhere in the world. There are plenty of someone’s around.

Cass: Uh, may we come in, ma'am?

Woman: I hate "ma'am." The name's Kramer.

Mitch: Ma'am, we're looking for Noah Grady.

Cass: It really is chilly out here, Mrs. Kramer.

Mrs. Kramer: Grady?

Cass: Yes. We're friends of Felicia Gallant?

Mitch: You might know her as Fannie Grady.

Mrs. Kramer: I might.

Mitch: Noah is her stepfather.

Cass: We want to talk to Noah. We'd like to actually invite him back to Bay City with us.

Mitch: Just for Christmas.

Cass: It's a surprise for Felicia -- I mean, Fannie.

Mrs. Kramer: So what's this all got to do with me?

Cass: Well, Noah’s a boarder here.

Mrs. Kramer: He left, a month ago. I haven't heard from him since.

Cass: Noah's gone?

Mrs. Kramer: What did I just say?

Mitch: Where did he go?

Mrs. Kramer: Central Africa.

Mitch: Africa?

Mrs. Kramer: He's helping with some mission. Did you know he was a minister?

Cass: Yes, that we knew.

Mrs. Kramer: And a darn good tenant, too.

Mitch: Well, he couldn't have just left without letting Felicia know.

Mrs. Kramer: Why couldn't he?

Mitch: Well, she's been writing for years. She's been sending him cards and letters.

Mrs. Kramer: I know all about those cards and letters.

Mitch: Well, what do you know?

Mrs. Kramer: Noah was very sad when he gave them to me.

Cass: Why would he give them to you?

Mrs. Kramer: To make sure that they got to the postman. Noah never opened one of them. One thing's for sure, he -- he didn't want to have anything to do with that daughter of his. Central Africa. Some mission.

Mitch: Well, thank you for your time.

Mrs. Kramer: Sure. No trouble.

Cass: Thank you.

Mrs. Kramer: I did it for you, Noah.

[Christmas music plays]

Felicia: Well, as you can see, I have not gotten my voice back yet. Merry Christmas.

Rachel: Oh, thank you!

Mac: It sounds very interesting, though.

Rachel: Darling, I'm so sorry about this. We didn't know this was the way it was going to turn out.

Lisa: I'm ok, Rachel. I'm happy to be here.

Rachel: Well, we're very happy to have you.

Lisa: Well, this is great we can all be together like this. Here.

Rachel: Thank you, sweetie.

Mac: Thank you. My, everyone, thank you very much.

Jamie: Hi, Lisa.

Lisa: Hi. I hope you both have a happy Christmas.

Vicky: Well, thank you, Lisa.

Jamie: Same to you.

Amanda: Vicky? Vicky? Somebody wants to see you.

Vicky: Oh, not as much as I want to see her. Come here, sweetie. Ok.

Mac: Amanda, could I ask you something?

Amanda: Sure.

Vicky: Hi! Oh, let's -- oh, Uncle Jamie, look.

Lisa: I meant it, Jamie. I hope you have a lovely holiday.

Mac: Ada, come over here a minute!

Ada: What? What's up?

Mac: Well -- ahem -- I'll tell you, I have a proposition for you, but I wanted to ask the family about it first.

Ada: A proposition?

Rachel: Mm-hmm.

Mac: The cafe paradise? Do you know of it?

Ada: It's the new restaurant near the gallery. Did it open yet?

Mac: No, not yet, but the point is Cory Enterprises has acquired it.

Ada: You own a restaurant?

Amanda: Mm-hmm.

Mac: That's right! Well, Rachel is backing the art gallery. I wanted to be in on that area. However, I need a manager.

Rachel: Somebody who knows restaurants.

Amanda: Somebody that can make people feel comfortable.

Ada: Moi?

Mac: Who would be better? And we'd keep it in the family and we'd all be working together. What do you say?

Rachel: She says yes.

Amanda: I second it.

Mac: The motion is carried. Congratulations!

Amanda: Yay!

Sam: Can I get everyone's attention?

Rachel: Isn't that exciting?

Sam: Please?

Ada: I got a restaurant again!

[Sam whistles]

Sam: Yo! Present time!

All: Hey!

Sam: All right, everybody, sit down, sit down! I am the official gift-giver for this afternoon.

Rachel: Presents!

Sam: All right, so let's get this started. All right, the first one is to Liz.

Liz: For me?

Sam: Yes! "To Auntie Liz, love Alli."

Liz: Oh, you! I'm going to cry again!

Sam: No problem. It's ok. We got you a box of hankies.

Liz: Hankies?

Sam: Oh, this is for --

Felicia: Vicky?

Vicky: No lectures tonight, please? I mean, it is Christmas Eve, right?

Felicia: No, no, I wasn't planning to give you a lecture.

Vicky: Hmm.

Felicia: I just hope that you're happy with Jamie and with the baby.

Vicky: You mean that?

Felicia: Yes, I do mean it. Babies are a very precious thing.

Amanda: Oh! Sam, look! It's a baby paint set!

Ada: Well, it's in the genes, right?

Amanda: Look at that! Thank you, Grandma.

Sam: This one's for Iris. Where's Iris? Iris?

Iris: I'm here.

Sam: Ok, this is from -- there's no card and no name. It's a mystery gift.

Iris: Oh. Well, I wonder who.

Rachel: Well, it came special delivery today. I'm sorry, I forgot to tell you.

Iris: Thank you. Oh! Oh.

Ada: Hey.

Mac: That's beautiful.

Iris: They must be from Dennis. He knows I love pearls.

Mac: Rachel? Could I see you in the general area of the mistletoe?

Rachel: How about right under it?

Mac: Rachel? The pearls that Iris got -- they came from you, didn't they? I love you.

Carolers: Let earth receive her king

Rachel: Listen!

Mac: Hey, the carolers, everybody!

Rachel: The carolers, everybody!

Mac: Come on, let's go see!

Carolers: And heaven and nature sing, and heaven

Liz: Oh!

Carolers: Heaven and nature sing

Ada: Oh, great.

Carolers: Joy to the world the savior reigns

Mac: You all right?

Ada: Yeah.

Carolers: Let men their songs employ while fields and floods rocks, hills, and plains

All: Repeat the sounding joy repeat the sounding joy repeat the sounding joy repeat the sounding joy repeat, repeat the sounding joy

Carolers: He rules the world with truth and grace and makes the nations prove the glories of his righteousness and wonders of his love

Liz and Ada: Merry Christmas!

All: Merry Christmas! Merry Christmas!

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