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Another World Transcript Thursday 12/2/04

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["It Came Upon a Midnight Clearing" plays]

[Sharlene hums]

Sharlene: No. No, I can find a way to handle this. I can do it.

Jason: Sharlie?

Sharlene: I'm in here, Jase.

Jason: What is going on around here? Look at this place, would you?

Sharlene: What's wrong?

Jason: Would you look at you?

Sharlene: What's the matter?

Jason: Oh, nothing is the matter. It's -- it -- you just look different.

Sharlene: How different?

Jason: Well -- uh -- I just -- you look really good.

[Sharlene chuckles]

Sharlene: It's the hair. I'm wearing my hair different.

Jason: No, no, it's not the hair.

Sharlene: All right, it's my outfit. It's -- you haven't seen --

Jason: It's not the outfit, it's not the dress. It's in -- inside of you. It's kind of a -- an aura, a glow, a --

Sharlene: Oh. Oh! Well, that glow you're talking about comes from shoveling out the back walk.

Jason: I always give you the hard jobs. It's not that, it's something else. Maybe I ought to say it's somebody else.

John: Merry Christmas.

Vicky: Ok, Jamie.

[Music fades out]

[Knock on door]

Vicky: Who is it?

Jamie: It's your friendly physician making a house call.

Vicky: Oh, oh!

Well, Dr. Frame, please do come in.

Jamie: Hmm. And how did everybody sleep last night?

Vicky: Oh, both of us, just like babies.

Jamie: How are you feeling?

Vicky: Jamie, this is going to be the best Christmas ever!

Donna: Let's see here -- look! Did Santa come?

Michael: Santa came!

Donna: Oh! Look!

Michael: Oh, my word!

Donna: Let's go over here.

[Donna gasps]

Donna: My goodness.

Michael: Look at this, Donna.

Donna: Mikey must've been a good boy!

Michael: Well, we know that, don't we, Mom?

Donna: Yeah, we sure do, Dad.

Michael: This is for you.

Donna: Let's open that one. Here, sit right down.

Michael: Oh, good. Oh, good.

Donna: Open this up, huh?

[Donna and Michael chuckle]

Donna: We are so lucky, you know that?

Michael: Well, I think that's what family is all about, isn't it?

Donna: Yeah. Oh, I love him so much, Michael.

Michael: Just think, it's our first Christmas together.

Donna: Mm-hmm.

Michael: Oh, Donna, let's just remember every little bit of this Christmas.

Donna: Every moment.

Michael: Every moment.

Donna: What have you got there? What is it?

[Donna gasps]

Michael: Oh, look!

Donna: Oh, it's a school bus!

Michael: With a door!

Donna: And the door opens! Oh, that's great!

Michael: Hmm.

Donna: Hmm.

Michael: Ok, let's see if we can get it out of here.

Donna: What else have we got here? Here's another one!

Michael: Uh-oh.

Donna: Yeah.

Jake: This is taking too long.

Mary: Jake.

Jake: Marley should've been out of surgery by now.

Vince: You don't know that.

Jake: I mean, why aren't they telling us something, huh? Something must've gone wrong.

Nicole: You made me a promise and I am expecting you to come through. All right. All right, I'll talk to you later, then.

Cass: Business on Christmas?

Nicole: Well, there was nothing else to do. You were gone when I woke up.

Cass: I know. I'm sorry about that. Clemson called again and I had to go see him.

Nicole: On Christmas morning?

Cass: Christmas doesn't have much meaning for a guy who's been accused of killing a policeman.

Nicole: Well, did he do it?

Cass: It's a little complicated. I'm not very popular down at the police station, though, I'll tell you that much. That's where I've been all this time. You see, it seems that the policeman that was killed was the father of five.

Nicole: Oh, Cass.

Cass: Yeah, and he was also due to retire in eight months.

Nicole: Oh. I feel so selfish. Here I am complaining about the wrong color silk and waking up alone and -- oh, there are so many awful, tragic things happening.

Cass: I know. We complain about being broke, but we don't even know what poverty is or what it does.

Nicole: You've never defended a case like this before, have you?

Cass: No, I've always been content to leave the poor and downtrodden in the hands of public defenders.

Nicole: Well, then why are you doing it now?

Cass: A friend from legal aid called and I -- I said yes.

Nicole: And now it's starting to get to you.

Cass: Not today. Today I'm going to -- I'm going to concentrate on what's really important in my life. Merry Christmas, my love.

Jake: Do you realize how long she's been in there?

Vince: Do you -- ahem -- want to talk to somebody? I'll go get a nurse.

Mary: It won't do any good. All the nurse will know is if she's still in surgery or if she's in recovery.

Jake: She's been in there too long, Mary!

Mary: Well, maybe they're doing some corrective surgery.

Jake: Now, who told you that?

Mary: I read the same article on laparotomies that you did. I think it's a possibility, don't you?

Jake: I don't know what to think.

Vince: Well, maybe everybody's thinking too much. Why don't we just try to be optimistic?

Mary: That's what I'm doing. Maybe they've already figured out what's wrong and they're working to correct it.

Jake: I hope you're right, Mary. God, I hope you're right.

["White Christmas" plays]

Matt: You sure it's not a surfboard?

Josie: You are so hard to shop for.

Matt: Oh -- I know what this is!

Josie: You do?

Matt: Yes! Yes! This is one of those build-it-yourself  mountain chalets -- you shouldn't have, Josie.

Josie: Matthew, if you don't stop teasing and open this present right now --

Matt: Ok. I'm opening it.

Josie: Ok.

Matt: I'm sorry. I just, you know --

Singer: Here the treetops glisten

Matt: Oh. Oh!

Singer: And children listen

Matt: I've seen these boxes before.

Josie: You have?

Matt: Yeah. Yeah. These contain the life-sized bronze replicas of the North American bison -- I love it!

Josie: Matthew --

Matt: I do. I love it!

Josie: Open the present.

Matt: Ok. I'm just getting around --

Singer: I'm dreaming of a white

Matt: Josie --

Singer: Christmas

Josie: You gave me yours. I -- I thought you'd want your own again.

Singer: With every Christmas card I write

Matt: I don't know what to say.

Josie: I had it engraved. Here, read the back.

Singer: May your days be merry

Matt: "From Riviera, with love."

Singer: And bright

Matt: I love this.

Josie: You're not just saying that?

Matt: Josie, this is the greatest present I have ever gotten.

Josie: Can I put it on for you?

Matt: Put it on.

Josie: Ok.

Matt: How could you ever think that this was a stupid gift?

Josie: I -- I just wanted you to like it.

Matt: Like it? I love it. But it must have cost a fortune. You spent way too much money.

Josie: I -- I took on extra work. It was worth it.

Matt: All righty. All right, it's my turn to play Santa.

Josie: Oh. Well, do I just stick my hand in and grab?

Matt: Yeah -- just go in there and go for it -- here.

Josie: Ok. Oh, boy.

Sharlene: Christmas is such a special time.

John: For kids.

Jason: Hey, we had a lot of good Christmases in this old place when we were kids.

Sharlene: Yeah, we had some great times.

Jason: There wasn't much more than an orange in the toe of each stocking but we had fun.

Sharlene: Yours.

Jason: Oh! Yours, too. Look, would you guys like something from the kitchen?

John: No, nothing for me, thank you.

Sharlene: No, I'm fine, thanks.

Jason: Ok.

Singer: Christmases be white

John: Very pretty.

Sharlene: Thank you.

John: Wait right there.

[Song ends]

John: I got this for you.

Sharlene: John --

John: Hope you like it.

[John chuckles]

Sharlene: Oh. It's beautiful. It's beautiful.

John: I wanted to get you something special, but I was kind of hoping that maybe you would wear it on New Yearís Eve.

Sharlene: Well -- well, I'm not going anywhere, so --

John: Ah. That's right, Sharlene -- I got it for you so that you could sit home alone on New Yearís Eve.

Sharlene: Are you asking me out?

John: I'm trying my darnedest.

Sharlene: Well, what do you want to do?

John: Well, I really don't like those mob scenes.

Sharlene: What, like the snowflake ball?

John: Like the snowflake ball, yeah.

Sharlene: You don't like that?

John: Yeah, I'd prefer something quieter.

Sharlene: Where we could get to know one another?

John: I would like that a lot.

Sharlene: So would I, very much.

Matt: See? I mean, you're always complaining how you don't have anything for tennis, so --

Josie: Well, now, I guess I'm going to have to try and learn to play.

Matt: Yes. Martina Navratilova you're not going to be, but then again, she's no Josie Watts. Listen, I have -- I think I have another present in here for you if I can find it.

Josie: Oh, Matthew --

Matt: Oh! Here it is. This is the biggie.

Josie: Oh, you -- you shouldn't have done this.

Matt: No, no, no, no, no, no. Lisa helped me pick it out. I told her I wanted something that would say how beautiful I think you are.

[Josie sighs]

Josie: Oh, Matthew.

Matt: Wait a minute.

[Music box plays]

Matt: There.

[Christmas music plays]

Vicky: Whoo!

Jamie: There. Thank you.

Vicky: Ok. Oh!

Jamie: What is it?

Vicky: It's a leather jacket!

Jamie: A leather jacket.

Vicky: Yeah.

Jamie: Well, it's -- well, it's -- it looks very expensive.

Vicky: It's a present.

Jamie: Yeah, it's -- it's great. It's really great.

Vicky: But?

Jamie: But -- but do you think it's really my style?

Vicky: Now, listen, you are a respected doctor, you come from a prominent family, and -- and I think you should start dressing with a little more pizzazz.

Jamie: Wait a minute, now. What's wrong with the way I dress now?

Vicky: Don't ask.

Jamie: What?

Vicky: Nope. You're asking.

Jamie: I have a feeling I'm going to regret this.

Vicky: Well, you see, right now you dress a little regular, but --

Jamie: Regular?

Vicky: But you're not regular. Jamie, you're very special.

Jamie: Yeah, well, that's not as bad as I expected.

Vicky: And I'm going to make you see it.

Jamie: Oh, yeah?

Vicky: Mm-hmm. Yeah. And first we're going to start off with --

Jamie: Oh, don't tell me. Let me guess, let me guess.

Vicky: Ok.

Jamie: You're going to -- you want to pierce my ear?

Vicky: Oh, yes! Now, I think that would look perfect, a little diamond stud right there on your ear.

Jamie: Oh, and what else? What else is in these days?

Vicky: Well, then I'm going to take you shopping.

Jamie: And you're going to buy me a whole new wardrobe, huh?

Vicky: Mm-hmm, unless you're too chicken.

Jamie: Well, where would I wear all these trendy clothes, I ask, huh? Come on, I'm more of a "let's order in pizza" style of a guy.

Vicky: I'll change all that.

Jamie: How?

Vicky: Well, you've come to the right place, doc.

Singers: Merry Christmas merry Christmas

Jamie: Hmm. Well, listen, I've -- ahem -- I've got a present for you, too.

Vicky: You gave me all your presents.

Jamie: No, not all of them.

Singers: Merry Christmas merry Christmas

Donna: Oh, all right. Thank you very much.

Michael: Oh, no, no!

Donna: Well, there's still no word. Marley hasn't come down from O.R. yet.

[Michael makes car sounds]

Michael: Well, then, we'll bring her her presents tonight, ok?

Donna: Oh, yes. Good idea. Maybe we'll have some good news by then, huh?

Michael: Well, that would make just a perfect Christmas, then, wouldn't it?

Donna: Yes.

Michael: By the way, I have a little something for you that might keep you a little warmer.

Donna: Really? What? What is it?

Michael: Oh, no, no, no, no.

Donna: What?

[Donna gasps]

Michael: I can't tell you.

Donna: Oh, my goodness!

Michael: Well, it's a heating pad.

Donna: A heating pad? In -- Michael, what is it?

Michael: Oh --

Donna: Here.

Michael: We're not getting any younger, honey.

Donna: Oh! Oh, look at this! Oh, I love it! I love it!

Michael: You like, huh?

Donna: Thank you -- yes! Oh, and I love you, too.

Michael: Oh, don't just thank me. Thank him -- he chipped in a little money, too.

Donna: Oh, really?

Michael: Absolutely.

Donna: Come here, you. Thank you very much. Oh!

Michael: What?

Donna: Oh, I have a little something for you here.

Michael: Small box.

Donna: Well, that's very observant.

Michael: Sounds empty, Donna.

Donna: Would I give you an empty box?

Michael: No, that's not really your style.

Donna: No, would -- come on! Go on, open it.

Michael: Ok.

Donna: I mean, I have been waiting weeks to give you this present and here you're just fooling around. Would you just rip the paper?

Michael: No, well, I --

Donna: I mean, look.

Michael: What?

Donna: Like just rip it, you know? Come on, like this!

Michael: Huh. A little anxious, are we?

Donna: Yes, yes. Come on, open it. Open it. Look.

Michael: Ok, ok. What, what?

Donna: Go on, open it. I mean --

Michael: A trip?

Donna: Yes! You won't believe -- look to where it's to. I mean, I made these reservations months ago.

Michael: The Riviera.

Donna: Mm-hmm. I mean, I thought, what is the most romantic place in the whole world and where do I want to take my husband so he can fall in love with me all over again?

Michael: Oh, baby, I fall in love with you every day.

Donna: Yeah, well, not on the Riviera, hmm?

Michael: You know, I don't think the Riviera is such a good idea.

Donna: Why? What's wrong with it?

Michael: Well, I -- I'd just like to go someplace warmer, to tell you the truth.

Donna: Michael, I don't understand.

Michael: Well, look, honey, we've never been to Rio, we've never been to Bali. I mean, there's lots of places that are a lot warmer in the wintertime we've never been to. Come on, I'll tell you what -- it'll be my surprise. I'll talk to the travel agent, ok?

[Doorbell rings]

Donna: No, no -- no. Why don't you want to go to the Riviera? And I want an answer to that question when I get back. I mean it! Oh. Iris! Hi!

Iris: Hi.

Donna: Come in.

Iris: Hi. I hope you'll forgive me for barging in like this.

Donna: Of course, of course! Merry Christmas. Please, come on in.

Iris: My goodness, what a lovely coat.

Donna: Oh! Thank you. Thank you. Look who's here.

Michael: Hello, Iris.

Iris: Oh. I feel so ridiculous. You know, I -- I went to check on the penthouse and I forgot my keys. I'm so sorry.

Donna: Oh! Well, don't be. I'm not sorry you did that. I wouldn't have seen you otherwise.

Iris: Well, I -- would you mind if I use the phone? I won't be long.

Donna: No, not at all! In fact, I have an idea. Why don't you join us for brunch, hmm?

Iris: Oh, that would be wonderful.

Donna: Oh, good. Well, the phone's right there. Help yourself.

Iris: Thank you.

Donna: Hey! What are you doing over there?

Iris: Merry Christmas, Michael.

Michael: Merry Christmas, Iris. Hey, what's this? Have you been crying?

Iris: No, I havenít.

Michael: Iris, no one should cry on Christmas.

Iris: I hate Christmas.

Michael: I know it's very hard being away from home.

Iris: I always feel so alone. I tell myself it's just a date on the calendar.

Michael: I know what you mean.

Iris: You canít. I've lost everyone -- my son, my father, my husband.

Michael: You have me. Iris, you'll always have me.

Donna: So, Iris, when are you going to be able to move into the penthouse?

Iris: Well, it should be ready any day now.

Donna: Oh, good! We're going to be so glad when we've finally got a neighbor that we're comfortable with, right, Michael?

Michael: Right.

Nicole: Ooh, what is it?

Cass: Open it.

Nicole: A gift certificate?

Cass: Well, not exactly. I mean, they didn't have what I wanted in stock, so it's on order.

Nicole: A computer?

Cass: Yeah -- well, I mean, it's not just any computer. Uh -- this is the latest laptop model.

Nicole: Oh. Oh, well, that's terrific.

Cass: Well, I figured with you, you know, flying back and forth --

Nicole: Right.

Cass: Between here and Paris --

Nicole: This will come in handy.

Cass: Yeah. No, really, you can --

Nicole: No, it will.

Cass: Do your bookkeeping, you know, inventory control.

Nicole: Check the billing, huh?

Cass: Yeah, yeah. And they also have programs that let you draw. You can design right on the screen.

Nicole: It's terrific, Cass. It is. I love it. Thank you.

Cass: You're welcome.

Nicole: Now it's your turn.

Cass: Me?

Nicole: Yeah!

[Cass laughs]

Nicole: "Me"?

Cass: You got something for me?

Nicole: "Me"?

Cass: Wow! Good things come in big packages.

Nicole: Merry Christmas.

Cass: Thank you. My God -- talk about someone who doesn't have time to shop. When did you find time to get this?

Nicole: Well, it's from a little shop on the left bank, so if you don't like it, you have to fly back to Paris with me.

Cass: No. Hey, look at this.

Nicole: Hey! Important briefs need to be kept in an important briefcase.

Cass: You think my briefs are important?

Nicole: Don't talk dirty on Christmas.

Cass: It's really beautiful. Thank you.

Nicole: Yeah. We were really festive this year, huh?

Cass: What?

Nicole: The presents.

Cass: They're very nice, very expensive presents.

Nicole: No, they are very nice. I mean, you could hardly accuse us of getting intimate, though.

Cass: They are a little on the practical side, aren't they?

Nicole: Yeah. But it's the thought that counts.

Cass: Hey, as long as we have each other, right?

Nicole: That's right.

Cass: And we don't lose what's important between us.

Nicole: Yeah, because we always talk. We always communicate.

Cass: Let's make that our new year's resolution.

Nicole: Yeah?

Cass: Yeah.

Nicole: All right.

Cass: You go first.

Nicole: I always do!

Cass: Resolve.

Nicole: All right. I hereby resolve to never hold anything back from you.

Cass: And we'll always tell our problems to each other.

Nicole: We'll share everything.

Cass: And when our careers start cranking up into full speed, which will probably be late spring --

Nicole: No, maybe before.

Cass: Maybe before. When we feel more relaxed about our work situation, we're going to have one of the greatest, most spectacular, most fun weddings this town has ever seen.

Nicole: Yeah. We can have it all, Cass.

Cass: We already do.

Marley: Oh. Jake, it's the baby!

Jake: It's the happiest day of my life.

Marley: Oh, mine, too! Come here, baby!

Nurse: You're a very lucky woman. This is a beautiful baby.

[Baby cries]

Marley: Oh. Come here, baby. Oh!

Nurse: You're very lucky.

Marley: What are you doing -- that's my baby! What are you doing? That's my -- would you give me my baby! That's my baby! Oh, my baby! Oh! Leave -- somebody -- that's my baby. That's -- that's my baby!

Nurse: Marley?

Marley: Oh!

Nurse: Honey, it's ok.

Jake: Honey, it's ok.

Nurse: Shh, shh, shh, shh.

Jake: It's all right.

Marley: Oh. My baby -- help. Oh.

Jamie: No, I can't, I can't, not like this.

Vicky: Can't do what like what?

Jamie: I want this to be special for you, not just another Christmas gift.

Vicky: This sounds like it's getting serious.

Jamie: It is.

Jamie: I -- I want this to represent a new start for us.

Vicky: This present?

Jamie: Right. You know, I've been -- I've been thinking that maybe it was good for you and I to have seen the worst first because that way we know that our lives together can only get better and better. What are you thinking?

Vicky: I'm thinking how lucky I am.

Jamie: I feel very lucky, too, Vicky. I hope you know that.

Vicky: Well, tell me.

Jamie: You -- you bring something to me, Vicky, something that I've always known would mean more to me than anything in the whole world -- a child. We're going to be a family.

Vicky: Jamie, I know how you feel about this baby.

Jamie: The way I feel about this baby has more and more to do with how I feel about you.

Vicky: Really?

Jamie: Yeah, really.

Jamie: This ring, it -- it was my great-grandmotherís. And I want you to have it.

Jamie: Vicky, will you marry me?

Vicky: Oh. Yes, Jamie! I want to be your wife more than anything in this world.

Jamie: Oh.

Vicky: Oh!

[Christmas music plays]

Jason: John, can you drink that over there? I want to borrow my sister just for a second, ok? For a second.

John: I'll check out the kids' loot.

Jason: Good idea. Good, good, good. Come on.

Sharlene: What? Jason, what are you doing?

Jason: Oh, nothing much. I've got a little something I want to give you.

Sharlene: Oh, no, you donít. Now, Jason, we promised we weren't going to exchange gifts this year. You promised.

Jason: I lied.

Sharlene: Look, I kept up my end of the bargain.

Jason: Yeah, you always do.

Sharlene: I didn't get you a thing.

Jason: Well, I got you something and I just hope you like it. Please, open it.

[Sharlene sighs]

Sharlene: It's not a box.

Jason: Uh -- no, it's not.

Sharlene: "Individual tax return"?

Jason: Hey, I hired a C.P.A. That is done right. I did not hide any income. There are no funny deductions nowhere. It's legit.

Sharlene: Jase.

Singer: My favorite time of year

Sharlene: You couldn't have given me a better present.

Jason: Well, I just, you know -- thank you for helping me go straight and narrow.

Sharlene: Yeah, well, I'll tell you, it makes wrestling an alligator seem easy.

Jason: Yeah, I guess it does, doesn't it?

Sharlene: Jason Frame?

Jason: Hmm?

Sharlene: You've got it inside you to do great things. It's when you take those little shortcuts of yours that you get into trouble, so --

Jason: No more shortcuts.

Sharlene: No more shortcuts?

Jason: I don't care how rough it gets. I'm not taking any more shortcuts. Here.

Sharlene: It just makes my Christmas, you know that?

Jason: This is to you. You've always made me feel a lot better and more worthwhile than I ever thought I could be. Merry Christmas.

Josie: So you and my mom had a good time, huh?

John: Yeah. We had a very good time.

Josie: It's too bad you left the ball early.

John: What, are you kidding? That's when we started to have a good time.

Josie: After you left?

Matt: Josie! Mothers are supposed to ask those questions, not daughters.

John: I'll take good care of your mother, Josie. She's -- she's come to mean a lot to me.

Vicky: Well, has anybody called the hospital?

Donna: Yes, your father just did.

Michael: Yes --

Vicky: Yeah, and?

Michael: And as a matter of fact, your sister is down from the recovery room and everything seems to be fine.

Vicky: All right, then I'm ready to see my Christmas boy!

Donna: Oh!

Jamie: Mikey, you really stole the show here.

Donna: Oh, yes. Well, let me tell you, though, he's been very generous this Christmas.

Vicky: Yeah?

Donna: He donated a lot of toys to the children's ward at the hospital.

Vicky: Oh, you did? I'm so proud of you! I'm not going to show anybody what I got.

[Donna gasps]

Donna: Oh, Victoria! Look!

Vicky: Look at this.

Donna: Oh, it looks like an antique!

Jamie: It was my great-grandmotherís.

Donna: Really?

Jamie: Yes.

Donna: Michael, come look.

Vicky: Look, Dad!

Michael: Oh, that's beautiful.

Donna: Isn't that pretty?

Michael: Just like my daughter.

Vicky: Oh, well, thank you.

Donna: Oh, well, now, listen, you are going to have to come see what I got for Christmas.

Vicky: Oh!

Donna: Your father really outdid himself this time. Come on, right this way.

Vicky: He always outdoes himself. Really? Oh, not too fast.

Donna: No, no, no.

Iris: Come and show me your dinosaur.

Jamie: Oh, thank you very much.

Iris: Is this your favorite thing?

Michael: Jamie?

Jamie: Yeah?

Michael: I want to thank you.

Jamie: For what?

Michael: For making my daughter very, very happy.

Jamie: I like making her happy, Michael. She's going to be my wife.

Michael: No reservations?

Jamie: Not anymore, no.

Michael: Well, I'm very glad to hear that.

Jamie: I'm going to take very good care of her, Michael.

Michael: Look, I know you're going to be a good provider. That's -- that's not really what I mean.

Jamie: What do you mean?

Michael: Victoria comes from a home where there weren't a lot of people around her to -- to love her.

Jamie: Yeah, I know that.

Michael: And I'd just hate to think of her being in a marriage that was like that.

Jamie: Michael --

Michael: No, wait a minute. Jamie, all I'm saying is, is that I'd like you to give it everything you've got, you know? Just everything.

Jamie: I intend to.

Michael: I'll always worry about my children. Maybe you'll come to understand that.

Jamie: I understand it now. That's why I want this marriage to work out. That's why it will work out.

Jamie: You're going to be a terrific mother.

Vicky: I hope so. I want to be, Jamie.

Jamie: Do you really like this ring?

Vicky: Like it? I love it. I'm never going to take it off my finger. How could you ask that?

Jamie: Hey, wait a minute.

Vicky: What?

Jamie: Wait a minute!

Vicky: What?

Jamie: You've been holding out on me.

Vicky: What?

Jamie: What do you mean, "What"? That little gift you've been hiding from me --

Vicky: Oh!

Jamie: The one you've been keeping me in suspense about? Don't tell me you forgot about it.

Vicky: Oh, no, no, I didn't forget.

Jamie: You didn't?

Vicky: Uh-uh.

Jamie: Well?

Vicky: I've been waiting for the perfect moment.

[Jamie and Vicky chuckle]

Vicky: Here, Jamie.

Jamie: Hmm.


Vicky: Hmm. Oh.

[Vicky giggles]

Vicky: Oh!

Jamie: A key?

Vicky: Yes!

Jamie: I got a key.

Vicky: Yes! Oh, well, everybody come in because you're in perfect time to help us celebrate!

Jamie: What is it?

Donna: What are you celebrating?

Vicky: Our new house!

Jamie: Our what?

Vicky: Yes! I bought a house! It's for us! Isn't it wonderful and terrific, everybody?

Michael: Congratulations.

Donna: Yes!

Iris: That's very exciting.

Donna: Yes, it's wonderful. It's really -- isn't that something? Vicky and Jamie have a new house!

Jamie: You bought us a house?

Vicky: Well, yes!

Jamie: Without consulting me? Without letting me so much as look at it?

Vicky: Oh, well, Jamie, I just thought that you would be --

Jamie: I don't care what you thought.

Donna: Huh? Huh?

Jamie: You shouldn't have done that.

Donna: Oh, all right -- wait, wait, wait. I need everyone's attention. We're going to sing Christmas carols.

Michael: Oh, Christmas carols! Ok, let's sit down and sing.

Iris: I can't sing.

Donna: Oh, that doesn't matter. He's only 2 years old -- what does he care? Come on, everybody come join.

Michael: What song do we know?

Donna: Um -- "Santa Claus is coming to town."

Michael: "Santa" -- ok.

Donna: Do you know that one?

All: Oh you better not shout you better not cry you better not pout I'm telling you why

Donna: Jamie, Vicky, come on over. Join us.

All: Is coming to town he's making a list checking it twice gonna find out who's naughty or nice Santa Claus is coming to town he knows when you've been sleeping he knows when you're awake he knows when you've been bad or good so be good for goodness sake

Mary: To all our family -- may it continue to grow, and may the love that we feel for each other also continue to grow stronger, every year.

Vince: Hear, hear.

Mary: We do love you guys, you know. We love you a whole lot.

Marley: We love you, too.

Vince: And now for the smuggled-in feast -- hey!

Mary: Right, right!

Jake: What did you guys bring?

Vince: Well, just your ordinary Christmas dinner with all the trimmings.

Mary: Yum.

Vince: We even brought a little ambience, huh?

Mary: Candlelight! Oh.

Vince: Yep, but I could only find one of these candleholders, you know what I mean? Where'd the other one go?

Mary: I don't know. They were -- uh -- I -- uh -- I -- I don't know. Gee, I don't know. Uh -- I must have done something stupid. I probably put it in the wrong place.

Vince: All right!

Mary: Which would be typical of me --

Vince: All right, all right. One is better than nothing. It's all right, really.

Mary: I'm sorry.

Marley: Have you talked to Scott and Cheryl?

Mary: Yeah. Yeah, we did. We did this morning. They called. They're -- they're going skiing in Vermont.

Vince: Ben was there!

Jake: No kidding.

[Vince chuckles]

Marley: What about M.J.?

Mary: Yeah, I -- I talked to M.J. She's fine. She's -- she's a little lonely, but we talked a little.

Vince: A little. They could barely get out one sentence between them, they were crying so much. Boo-hoo!

[Marley groans]

Marley: You must miss her.

Mary: Yeah. Yeah, I do. There's just -- there's a whole lot of times like, you know, other Christmases that I just -- I just wasn't --

Vince: Hey, hey, come on. Come on. Come on. Hey.

Mary: I'm sorry.

Vince: It's all right.

Mary: I'm really sorry. It's just sometimes -- you know, like the holidays -- and I realize there is absolutely no way that I can ever make up for it.

Vince: It's that Pilara, isn't it?

Mary: What are you talking about?

Vince: Mary, you're not responsible for her, huh?

Mary: Vince, she's a child. She's just a child really, and she's alone.

Marley: I want to get up.

Jake: Huh?

Marley: I want to take a walk.

Jake: Marley, no!

Marley: A walk -- yeah.

Mary: Ok. No, it's all right if she moves. No, give me this. He said it was all right.

Marley: You see, Dr. Jansen said that if I walk, I'll feel much better the sooner I can do it. Ok?

Jake: Take it easy, honey. Take it easy.

Marley: Oh.

Mary: Are you all right?

Jake: Marley --

Marley: Mm-hmm.

Vince: Are you sure?

Marley: Yeah.

Jake: We'll be back in a couple of minutes, ok?

Mary: Ok. I'll help her with this.

Jake: All right. We'll be right back.

Mary: Let me help you just get --

Marley: No, ok. Baby, I want to go by myself, ok? I'll be all right.

Jake: Why are you doing this?

Marley: I'll be all right.

Mary: Let her go. It's all right.

Jake: I'm just getting the door, all right?

Mary: You just walk very carefully, and if you feel the least bit shaky, I want you to call a nurse like right away!

Marley: Ok.

Mary: All right.

Jake: Let me get all of this, all right?

Marley: Mm-hmm. Ok. Oh.

Jake: Take it easy, all right? He didn't say anything about sprinting.

Marley: No. Couldn't do it if I tried. Ok.

Vince: Why would she want to do that alone?

Jake: I think I know, Vince.

John: I sure am glad to be here, Sharlene.

Sharlene: It's not very exciting.

John: Well, I can't think of any other place that I would rather be or anyone else that I would rather be with.

Sharlene: This shawl is beautiful.

John: I can't wait for New Yearís Eve.

Sharlene: I didn't get you anything. I guess maybe you noticed, huh?

John: You know, this may sound corny, but just me being here spending Christmas Day with you is the best present I could ever, ever ask for.

Sharlene: Doesn't sound corny. It sounds nice.

John: Although, I've never been a real big fan of Christmas -- not for a long time anyway.

Sharlene: I think maybe I know why you feel that way.

John: Why?

Sharlene: Christmas day 20 years ago, Floyd left for Vietnam.

John: Well, the army always did have lousy timing.

Sharlene: Yeah, but you see, John, um -- I kissed him goodbye. He walked out the door. I watched him run into the snow, I watched him wave from the gate, I -- I waved back at him. When I went into the house, the Christmas tree lights -- they were so bright. Then I got this telegram. It was senseless.

John: Yeah, that about sums it up.

Sharlene: So, you see, on Christmas, I -- I try to do my best and I do pretty well most of the time, but other times, I see Floyd with his duffel bag, smiling, and -- this -- this is something that means a lot to me and I would really like to share it with you.

Sharlene: It's -- it's from December 26, 1968. I cut it out the day after Floyd left. And I read it -- I read it every Christmas to remember.

Sharlene: It was written by an 11-year-old.

John: Read it for me. Sharlene? Please read it for me.

Sharlene: "His gift of peace. Planes fly against a darkened sky. A machine gun spits war, fight, kill. The very air throbs like a giant drum. But in his heart is peace. He remembers his Christmas tree. It used to gleam and sparkle, not unlike the sudden burst of enemy fires, the thatched huts ablaze, yet how different are the thoughts? Darkness is deep in Vietnam, but there is a deeper darkness in each mind where only a lingering memory can glow. Hearts beat sad at Christmastime in tune to a Christmas carol, a death march. Only God really knows. Remember him in Vietnam, the boys that fight and die, so that we can spend Christmas together. Open each gift with happiness. Cherish his gift of peace."

[Christmas music plays]

Singer: Winter nights twinkling lights and snowflakes falling to the ground the air is filled with Christmas Santaís sleigh kids at play it's that magic time of year when love is all around us and that magic seems to reach right out and touch me again just like the years before it's Christmas in heart it seems the time stands still for Christmas it's time for laughter and cheer time for giving to others it's sharing our love for those we hold so dear and soon the season's over as I face the new year this wish I make on every star

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