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(♪ Joy to the World ♪ plays)
- Merry Christmas! - Merry Christmas.
Merry Christmas.
(bells tinkling)
Oh my gosh, how gorgeous is this display!
Merry Christmas.
Merry Christmas! - Merry Christmas!
- Isn't it all so beautiful?
Um, oh sorry!
I am all packed up and ready to go skiing
so I'm a bit disorganized but...
hmm...
(muffled): Merry "Chrishmash."
- Excuse me? - Oh.
Merry Christmas.
- Oh, merry Christmas to you, too.
(phone rings)
- Hey, Harper. - Hi!
So, I spoke to our rental owner
and she's already put up her own Christmas tree
but said she's fine with us using our own decorations.
Oh! And my students made these ornaments
that I can't wait for you to see.
- Great.
- Mom gave me her sugar cookie recipe,
so I think we should make those tonight.
- Uh-huh. - Okay!
And that's all. I'm on my way,
so I'll see you soon.
- Oh... is it time already?
- I actually gave you an extra 15 minutes.
You're not done yet, are you?
- You know, I'm just finishing up these notes for this author
in case she wants to work over the holidays.
- Liz, you're the only person I know
who likes working over Christmas Week.
- Just give me 20 minutes.
(sighs) - Okay, fine, 20 minutes.
But I wanna get on the road soon.
Traffic to Breckenridge will be crazy.
- I know, I know.
- And you promised me
that we could get an early jump on the lifts tomorrow.
- I know. Just give me a few more minutes.
- Okay. Bye.
- Bye, bye.
(phone rings)
- Hello?
- Liz, hi. It's Caleb.
I'm glad I caught you before you left for Christmas break.
- Hey, Caleb, I'm glad you caught me.
I'm just wrapping things up.
Wait... why? What's wrong?
- Carrie Wynn just quit.
(sighs)
- Caleb...
- Look, I know that you're gonna say.
- This was your third illustrator.
- Liz, Liz, I know.
But it just wasn't working out.
- Merry Christmas.
- I'm even more muddled on the story than I was
before Carrie and I started working together.
- Caleb, I can't publish a children's book
without illustrations.
I told you that when we booked you with Carrie,
it was the last time the art director
was gonna match you with an illustrator.
He's ready to throw in the towel on this manuscript.
- I know, Liz, but I need somebody...
- Caleb, can you just hold on?
Hold on one second.
(phone rings)
- Hi, Harper, can I call you back?
- I'm on my way.
No ifs, ands, or buts. - But...
(exhales sharply)
- Sorry about that, Caleb.
- Liz, there's gotta be something we can do.
- I don't think that there is.
- Can we at least talk about it face to face?
Listen, I'm right downstairs, I'm in from Steele Ridge,
and I'm gonna be right up to talk to you, all right?
(call beeps off)
(beep!)
- You know, pushing it like that
isn't gonna make it come any faster.
And if it did, it'd be more like a game show
than an office elevator.
Which would be amazing.
(giggles)
(tense music)
(elevator dings)
(doors rumble)
(♪ 12 Days of Christmas ♪ plays)
(chuckles)
You know, this is hands down my favourite Christmas song.
I always wondered if the lyricist was a birder.
Like, between the partridges in the pear tree,
and the turtle doves, and French hens.
It just feels like an...
avian celebration set to music.
Every year I mean to look it up, but then...
Christmas comes and goes and I just forget about it.
- This elevator moves like the 12 years of Christmas.
(laughs)
(elevator dings)
- Oh!
Merry Christmas.
- Thanks. - You're welcome!
Have a happy holiday!
(soft music)
(sighs)
- Another company we can maybe talk to
that would have someone available?
- I don't know anybody. Do you?
I've asked all the favours that I have.
- Guess I'm waiting.
- There's nothing more that we can do.
(sighs)
(soft music)
(Caleb): There's gotta be another illustrator.
I know I've developed this reputation for being
"difficult"... (laughs)
but there's gotta be someone.
- Not one that will work with you while you write.
And now there isn't even time to do the illustrations
after it's written. I'm sorry, Caleb.
We knew that Christmas Eve deadline was a long shot.
- Well, does it absolutely have to be Christmas Eve?
I mean, I've gotten other deadlines. Maybe...
- No, it has to be Christmas Eve.
The copy editor's doing me a favour by waiting this long.
- There's gotta be something we can do.
Got the thing extended before.
Gotta be someone.
What about Nathan Bryant?
- He's in California for the holidays.
I'm sorry, Caleb.
I just don't see how we can get it done.
- This can't be the end of it.
- With no possibility of another extension and no illustrator,
I just don't see how... - Look, I promise you,
you get me one more illustrator and I will make it work.
I've given Red Ribbon multiple bestsellers.
I just need another chance.
Come on, you know me, Liz.
- I'm sorry, Caleb.
I just, I don't know who we could put...
- Um... - Harper!
Hi, I just need a few more minutes.
- Right. Okay. Um... Can I talk to you briefly?
- I'll be with you in a little bit.
Um, sorry, this is my sister.
- Harper. Hi.
Yeah, we sorta met. (giggles)
- I remember.
- It's really important that I speak with you.
It'll only take a few minutes. - Oh, well...
- I promise I'll have her back in a second.
We'll even get you a hot cocoa, okay?
- Oh.
- Oh, sorry Caleb. I'll be right back.
Okay, okay, I'm coming!
What's going on, Harper?
What is it?
- I'll do it. - What?
- Hi, three cocoas with whipped cream, please.
- What? Do what?
- I'll be his illustrator.
- Harper. - I can do it.
You know that I'm always drawing, and I...
- But this is not a regular illustration job.
Caleb likes to work with his illustrators
while he writes, which is very unusual.
And as much as I respect him, he's become...
challenging. (scoffs)
- Well, I teach kindergarten. I can handle challenging.
- You are an exceptionally talented artist,
but you've never illustrated a book before.
- I have my graphic novel.
- Which you've never finished.
Which you've never even let me look at.
- Yeah, but I will finish it.
Oh, I will!
- We'd have to cancel our trip.
You'd have to go down to Steele Ridge
and write with Caleb through the whole break
in order to make the deadline.
- Oh.
Okay, but...
I can bring Christmas anywhere.
And with Mom and Dad in Paris,
it's already kind of a different Christmas.
And you'll be there too, right?
- I don't...
Harper, you're a teacher.
- Yes, and I love it,
but art and writing, I mean, that's always been my dream.
- If you did this... - Mm-hmm.
- it would be a serious commitment.
I mean it. You can't say yes now
and then decide later it's not a fun side business
like your greeting card company that I helped fund.
Or your mural design company.
- Okay, yeah, yeah, yeah, I get it. I get it.
All right, I am committed.
- Ugh, okay.
- Okay?
- Okay.
(giggling)
- Oh, thank you, thank you, thank you, thank you!
- Oh, I got this. I got this.
Thank you. - Thank you.
- Caleb, I found you an illustrator.
- Great. Who?
- My sister, Harper.
- Turtle doves woman?
- What?
- I happen to be a graphic novelist.
- So you're published?
- No. Well, not yet.
- She's a phenomenal artist, Caleb.
- So, you sell your art?
- No, I give it away. For free.
- Well, what do you do for work, for money?
- Oh, I'm a kindergarten teacher.
- Liz, I need someone who can draw
in more than just colouring books.
- I can hear you, you know.
- Look, I apologize. It's just...
I don't see how this could possibly work.
An amateur novelist/kindergarten teacher's
not exactly what I had in mind.
- Caleb, you've had two extensions
and have fired three artists.
- A couple of them quit.
- Listen, you wanted my help,
this is what it looks like.
If you want Red Ribbon to publish your book,
this is the only way I can see it happening.
And you know how fickle the industry is.
Your last book, your first one without Pete,
bombed.
- Will you be there, too?
- Yes, of course.
Harper and I were gonna spend the week together anyway.
- How badly do you wanna be published?
- Very... badly.
It's always been my dream.
- Well, good.
In the absence of experience,
at least you'll be motivated.
I'll meet you at my place in Steele Ridge tomorrow morning.
Early.
Liz, thank you.
(inspiring music)
(indistinct chatter)
- How cute is this downtown?
Ah!
Oh, are you sure we can't just do like,
a little bit of shopping?
I still have to get Mom something
for when we get back and we see them.
- Harper, no. We're on a tight deadline, okay?
And Caleb's expecting us this morning.
Now, he said that his cabin was walkable from downtown
but I think his definition of walkable
is different than mine. (sighs)
- Well, maybe we can take a break later
and get some hot cider?
- We haven't even started working yet
and you're already talking about taking a break?
- It's Christmas.
Plus, I hadn't really thought about the fact
that he's already tried and failed working
with three other professional illustrators.
- Hey, you volunteered for this, remember?
Anyway, I'm sure it'll be fine.
Hopefully. - Is he always so prickly?
- No, he didn't use to be.
He and Pete... - Okay, who is Pete?
- His former partner.
Caleb would write the books. Pete would do the illustrations.
They were a bestselling team.
They had a falling out about a year ago
and Pete's gone on to write bestsellers
while Caleb's last book was a...
total failure.
(sucks air)
- That's awful. - Yeah.
So, he's got a lot riding on this.
- I get it.
Plus, I don't want my first break in the industry
to be a dud so, don't worry, I got this.
But I can't spend Christmas Week
without Christmas.
- Well, I would prepare yourself for Caleb
being more interested in his book
than he is in the Christmas holiday.
(sighs)
- I'll be right back.
- Where are you going?
(♪ Deck the Halls ♪ plays)
Okay.
Listen, it's fine that I'm bringing a Christmas tree.
Okay, what am I supposed to do a week before the holiday?
- What is that? - A Christmas tree!
I can't possibly work in a place for a week
that doesn't have a Christmas tree.
- Okay, just set it down over there.
- Okay.
It's not inside but... - No, just...
- Okay. All right. You got it?
- Mm-hmm. - Gentle, gentle.
- Oh! Okay, okay.
There we go. - Perfect.
(giggles)
Oh!
- Yes, I have a Christmas tree.
Of course I have a Christmas tree.
It is Christmas after all.
- Right, well, I just figured you weren't celebrating,
you know, because of all the deadlines
and the firing of illustrators.
- I celebrate.
I just might be a little more quiet about it than you are.
But it happens to be my favourite holiday.
(gasps) - Really?
- Yes. - Huh!
Well, maybe working together over the holiday week
won't be so bad after all.
(curious music plays)
- Excuse me?
- Well, you know what I mean.
- Do I? Liz?
- Harper, can I speak with you for a moment?
- Yeah.
We have only been here a minute.
I can't possibly have already done something wrong.
- Just remember that you are here
to collaborate successfully with Caleb.
- Yes, I know.
- So maybe don't insult him right off the bat.
- That wasn't an insult.
Well, at least, I didn't mean it as an insult.
- Okay. Okay, great.
So, let's just go back inside and start fresh.
- Wait.
- What?
- You should go.
- Excuse me?
- If I'm ever going to bond with him
and get him to trust me as his collaborator,
you can't be here.
I mean, otherwise, we are going to spend the entire day
having talks like this on the porch.
- You're telling me to leave?
- I am.
Oh! You can figure out something to do with the Christmas tree.
- And you're giving me an assignment?
- I... guess I am.
- You sure you don't need me here?
- Positive. We will be fine.
We just need to work together, just the two of us, okay?
You can check back in on us later.
Besides, you work so much, you deserve the time off.
- But besides the tree, what am I gonna do?
- Check us into the hotel. Go check out the town.
Do all of the things that I wish I could be doing.
- I guess I have been pretty burnt out lately.
- Good. And we'll be fine.
Caleb?
- Is everything okay?
- Hi. Yes, it is.
And I'm sorry for earlier about the tree.
Actually, while we work,
Liz is going to find a way to donate it or plant it.
- Well, I know just the person to help with that.
Owen.
- Caleb.
Thought I'd bring you your mail.
- Oh, thank you.
- Back from Boulder, I see. - I am.
I'm on a tight deadline.
No better place to get work done than my cabin.
Owen, this is my editor, Liz. Liz, Owen.
- Hi. - Hi.
- And this is Liz's sister, Harper.
- Hi! What he doesn't want to admit
is that I am also his illustrator.
(giggles)
- Oh! - Yeah.
(laughs)
- Well, nice to meet you both.
- Listen, I was wondering if you could help us with something.
We have an extra Christmas tree
and Liz is looking to donate it.
- Honestly, you could just tell me where
and I can take care of it.
I don't wanna take up too much of your time.
- No, I don't mind at all.
I'm not sure how someone ends up with an extra tree,
but I'm happy to help you find a family to take it in.
- That's wonderful. Thank you.
It's just... it's right here.
(soft music)
- Hmm. - So...
Liz is coming back later, right, to check on things?
- Yeah, sure. She'll be back later.
(sighs)
So, should I read the manuscript before I start drawing?
- Uh, yeah. Um... I'll go get it.
- Mm-hmm.
(♪ We Wish You a Merry Christmas ♪ plays)
(mugs clanging)
Thank you.
Hmm, yum!
Mm.
- So?
- So...
do you want me to start drawing or...
- No, I wanna know what you think.
- You do? - Yeah, of course.
- Oh.
- Why wouldn't I wanna know what you think?
I mean, you will be doing the illustrations after all.
- Yeah, I guess I'm just not really used
to people wanting my opinion.
Usually they wanna hear from Liz, not me.
- I wanna hear from you.
What do you think?
- Well, I...
- It is a work in progress, remember.
It's just not completed.
- Right, yes, of course.
- And I need some ideas for the middle sections.
They're just a little scrambled.
- Yeah, no, um...
but the beginning and the ending are really...
- Yeah, those are good.
Those feel like they're really polished.
It's just, like I said, the middle sections.
- Yes, that's what I was trying to say.
- Well, I haven't had a chance to really write them down yet
but I can show you.
I'm not letting you talk, am I?
- Not really, no.
- I apologize.
(exhales)
- Well, I think it's really cute
and I love that the cloud
is having a hard time expressing his feelings.
Um, and yeah,
it's clear that the middle part needs a little work but...
- But...
- I'm picturing this really cute cloud
but it's just not feeling very playful.
- Well, that's what the illustrations are for.
- Yes! That's true, that's true. Um...
But does he have anyone to talk to?
- The cloud? - Yeah!
I mean, he should have someone to talk to.
A friend, a buddy.
- He doesn't wanna talk to anyone.
He doesn't wanna share his feelings.
That's the whole point.
- Yes, I understand that. Um...
It's just that... Okay.
When I'm doing story time with my students,
they are the most engaged when it comes to
different characters interacting with each other.
I mean, I also do different voices for every character,
which is a really big hit.
And it just feels like your story...
it needs someone else that's there for him.
Otherwise it's...
it feels a little lonely.
- So, you're saying as is,
you wouldn't read this story to your students.
- As is... no.
It just feels serious for a children's book.
What?
- That's what your sister said.
- Oh.
- I mean, I could make the cloud...
No, no, that's not gonna work.
I mean, I could give him a buddy.
But that means I'd have to rewrite the section on...
well, which is the whole point of the book,
so... I...
(dishes rattling)
What are you doing?
- We are going to make Christmas cookies.
- What?
- We can either make sugar cookies or shortbread cookies.
Oh! Do you have molasses or cloves for gingerbread?
- Whoa, whoa! Why would we make Christmas cookies right now?
- Because you need to get out of your head.
Look, clearly you have given a lot of thought to this book.
Maybe too much.
- That's kinda my job, isn't it?
- Yes, it is,
and it's great but...
you need a mental break.
And a sugar fix.
Or maybe that's just me.
- Okay, first the Christmas tree,
now Christmas cookies? No, no.
- Oh, oh! we could make the Young family Christmas cookies.
It's a family tradition.
We make them every year and my students love them.
- I'm sure they do,
but I'm not one of your students.
- Yeah, well, that's obvious, okay?
Because my students would never say no to making Christmas cookies.
(annoyed exhale)
- Look, I appreciate the sentiment,
but I don't think we have... - Look, just try it.
Okay? Connecting with something else while you're stuck,
it just... it helps you, okay?
It always helps my students.
So, just please, try it,
because clearly, pacing around
and staring at your computer screen
doesn't seem to be helping.
(sighs)
- We will get some actual work done eventually, right?
- I promise.
Now come on! Are you gonna stand there all day
and be a Christmas curmudgeon, or are you gonna help?
(annoyed exhale)
Let's go.
(upbeat music plays)
♪ It's that time of year ♪
♪ When Santa comes to bring that cheer ♪
♪ He ain't comin' by boat or plane ♪
♪ He's loaded down with candy canes ♪
♪ I only hope he keeps one open seat ♪
♪ Oh yeah ♪
♪ Come on Santa Bring those toys ♪
♪ Bring all the presents for the girls and boys ♪
♪ The only thing I need ♪
♪ Is my baby on Christmas Eve ♪♪
(timer dings)
The last batch is ready.
(tender music plays)
You want one?
- Yeah, after I'm done working.
Besides, you have to let them cool first.
- Says who?
Besides, I have an annual tradition
of burning my tongue on Christmas cookies, so...
Oh, mm-hmm. Yep. That'll do it. It...
It is officially Christmas.
(laughs)
Hmm!
- I have never met anyone with more Christmas spirit than you.
(laughs)
Your students must really appreciate it.
- It's me who appreciates their enthusiasm for the holiday.
I mean, there is nothing like witnessing Christmas
through the eyes of a child.
It's why I think you should take part in the festivities.
I think it'll help your writing process.
It'll help inspire that childlike joy
that only comes this time of year.
Sorry, am I annoying you?
- No.
No, you're not.
- Hmm.
- How's the sketching coming?
- Oh, good. Um, yeah.
I have a few things I wanna show you.
And I had a thought about the story.
- Okay.
- I know that the lesson in the end
is that by him expressing his feelings,
he can create rain and that helps
flowers, and plants, and trees grow,
but...
- But? That's the whole point.
- But it's Christmas.
- But it's not a Christmas book.
- Are you gonna let me talk?
- I'm sorry. (chuckles)
- I just feel like we should take inspiration
from what's around us right now.
I feel like maybe...
Cloudy could be afraid of his emotions
creating snow instead of rain.
- Hmm.
And maybe Cloudy's emotions could be so strong
that the water freezes... - Yeah, yeah, yeah.
And he creates a snowstorm.
And then, he's worried, and upset and...
- Then he could see children sledding
as a result of the snow that he produced.
- And then, he knows that expressing his feelings
is a good thing.
- Wow. This is...
gonna really change a lot in the story.
You know that, right?
- But if it changes it for the better,
it's worth it, right?
- That's a good idea.
Different.
Thank you.
- You're welcome.
- Well, the town looks great.
- I'm glad, I'm glad. - Thank you.
- Turned out to be a pretty good day.
- Yeah!
- Hey, you two!
Have you guys been together this whole time?
- Well, actually, Owen and I found a very sweet family
that still needed a tree
and then, he offered to show me around town.
It's very decked out for Christmas.
- Wait, you got to see the Christmas decorations in town?
- Yeah!
Sorry.
- No, that's good. Good for you.
- I better go. I have to get back to the bistro
and check on things.
One of my servers is gone for the holidays
so I'll be short-staffed.
Maybe I'll see you later?
- Sure!
Probably.
(soft music)
- Probably?
- He owns a bistro.
- Mm, mm-hmm. - We gotta eat.
- Mm-hmm!
- How about you two? How'd you do?
- Oh, great!
- Caleb?
- Yeah, your sister actually contributed some good ideas.
Come on inside. We'll show you.
- Hmm!
- Don't sound so surprised. - Well, I'm just...
So, changing the cloud from rain to snow was really your idea?
- Yep. I know it creates more work for us
but I just really feel like it sets it apart, you know?
I mean, you always see rain clouds.
Plus, the illustrations are gonna be really fun.
- I'm glad you're doing this.
You know, you might wanna also think
about finishing your graphic novel.
Once this comes out,
you can capitalize on your name being out there.
- That's true. But I don't know.
The story just... It isn't quite ready yet.
- So, why don't you let me read it?
- No. Not yet.
It's not ready for your eyes.
- Ah. (laughs)
(♪ O Christmas Tree ♪ plays)
(indistinct chatter)
Hey, Owen! - Hey!
- You came!
No Caleb?
- Oh, well...
I changed his story a bit
so he insisted on working through dinner.
- Hmm. Sounds like him.
Well, I'm glad you ladies came through.
(gasps)
- You have Christmas carol karaoke?
And ornament making? Gingerbread baking?
- We like to do Christmas right around here.
- Oh, you sure do!
Can you talk to your friend and neighbour about that, please?
- To be fair, he is on deadline.
- He can be serious when he's working
but the folks around here who know him really like him.
- I just wish that he would take part
in the festivities around here.
I think it would be really good for his imagination
and just really good for him.
- Hmm. - And you.
- Exactly.
(laughs)
- Follow me.
- Thank you.
- Oh, Liz, I know you were talking about checking out
some of the trails here
and I was able to move some stuff around
and I would be happy to take you tomorrow
if you're up for a hike, that is?
- Sure, that'd be great.
- Great.
Well, I will leave you with the menus
and I'll be back in a minute.
- What?
- It's weird.
You get to go on a hike tomorrow while I have to work?
Feels a little bit like
Freaky Friday Christmas edition, no?
(laughs)
(wind howling)
(computer keys clacking)
(tender music)
(exhales deeply)
I think I wanna go for a walk.
- Okay. Don't stay out too late.
- Okay. (chuckles)
(sentimental music plays)
- Hi!
Wow...
(birds chirping)
I have huge news!
- Good morning to you, too.
What have you go there?
- Oh, these are two peppermint mochas
with Rudolph the red-nosed cherries on top.
- Oh.
Hmm.
- It's not poison. You can drink it.
(chuckles) - Thank you.
So, what was the huge news? Or was it the drinks?
- Oh! No. So, last night I was Christmas watching...
- Christmas watching? - Yeah!
You know, where you sit outside
and you take in the lights and the celebrations,
festivities, and decorations.
Have you been to the downtown? Because it is amazing.
- Oh, I hear.
- Right. So, anyway, I was sitting outside
and I was thinking about our story
and I was thinking about all the different ways
that I could visualize his different emotions,
and then it hit me like an ornament to the head!
We could use mixed media illustrations!
- Oh.
What do you mean?
- We could take it from pencils,
to cartoon, to watercolours.
I think it would just really add this incredible element
to the story.
- But it's a story about a cloud.
I think cartoon makes the most sense.
It's what we've done so far
and it's what all the other illustrators wanted to do, too.
- Right. Yes, but this would really add another level to it.
Besides, I thought we were collaborators.
- It's just, all my other books have been cartoon.
It's what's expected of my work.
And all but one have been bestsellers.
Why would I change now?
- Maybe because what was working for you before
isn't really working for you anymore?
Do you think that maybe you not wanting to take this risk
has something more to do with you not working with Pete
this time around than it does with the idea itself?
- You know, I appreciate your ideas,
but I think we should get back to work.
We're wasting time here debating
and we've come too far to change now.
- Okay.
- Would you like some coffee?
- Uh, yes, please.
(mugs clink)
(tender music)
(exhales)
(giggles)
(upbeat music)
(laughing)
- Harper?
What are you doing?
Oh! (laughs)
This isn't playtime.
- I happen to be working.
I was feeling all stuck and confined in there,
so I needed inspiration.
I wanted to immerse myself in the soft, fluffy feeling,
so I came out here.
- Oh.
- Have you ever tried to experience anything
before you've written about it?
(chuckles)
Come on!
- Oh! (laughs)
- Soft, right? - Cold.
- Okay, yes,
but think beyond the cold and soft,
pillowy.
- Couldn't we have just used a pillow?
(laughs)
That's the second time you've laughed
at something I've said.
- You're counting?
- No, it's just...
nobody laughs at what I say much anymore.
- Well, maybe they're not listening closely enough.
Mm-hmm.
All right, come on! Let's do it!
(screams then laughs)
That was unexpected!
- I'm getting inspired.
- Hmm!
And that is the stand where I get my nightly cup of cocoa.
And that is my bench where I sit
and I do all my sketching and my Christmas watching.
- Have you heard of this Christmas watching?
- Oh, it's a family tradition.
- Well, I'm here for dinner only,
so stuffed jingle bell peppers is as far as I go.
(laughs)
(indistinct chatter)
(sighs)
- You know, there are some things over there
that might help us think about our story
in some new and exciting ways.
(chuckles) - You...
- Caleb, well, I'm glad you're here
because I just ordered everything
for the Christmas Eve dinner for the shelter.
I know you're on a really tight deadline,
but will you still be able to help with the cooking that day?
- Definitely. - Thank you.
- Wow, Owen, that's so nice that you do that!
- Oh, it wasn't my idea. It's all Caleb.
He's been doing it for the past three years.
- Really?
- Yeah.
Everyone should have a good Christmas dinner.
- Hmm. I agree.
Which is why Liz and I will definitely be there to help.
- Uh, well, I don't know that our skills in the kitchen
will offer much help, but I'm in.
- You could make your Christmas cookies.
(gasps)
- Deal.
(chuckles)
(upbeat jazzy music)
- Come on, there's no better place to find inspiration
than a bookstore.
(bell on door jingles)
I'll be right back.
- I used to do readings here.
- And you will again.
- Yeah. Sometimes, I'm not so sure about that.
- Well, I am.
My family reads this book every Christmas Eve.
- Somehow I get the sense your family really knows
how to celebrate Christmas.
- We do!
We're doing separate things obviously this year,
but we're usually all together
and we do have a lot of traditions.
- Can only imagine how much
you must be missing those traditions.
With my parents gone
and my sister overseas with her family,
I think I forget about
how many family traditions there are out there.
- Well, we probably have more than most.
(chuckles)
- Thank you for being here, Liz.
Really. I really appreciate it.
I know this isn't how you imagined
spending your holiday.
- Well, that's very sweet of you.
But you should probably thank Harper.
It was her idea, after all.
She's always been the real spirit
behind our family's Christmas traditions.
Her enthusiasm is infectious.
(chuckles) - Yeah.
I've experienced that for myself.
(chuckles)
Speaking of...
Where is she?
- "Here comes a big wave. We need to go!"
(together): Heave, ho! Heave, ho!
- "Arrr, ye mateys, there's no time to slow!"
(together): Heave, ho! Heave, ho!
- Did we get over the wave? - Did we find the treasure?
- Hmm...
Well, we could keep reading or...
we could ask the author of the story himself.
(gasps)
So, tell us; did we get over the big wave
and find the treasure?
- Arrr, with the help of ye first mates,
the gold was found!
(together): Yes!
- Come on, kids.
- We've got to go. Thanks for the story.
- I think you need to work on your pirate accent
just a little bit more.
- Oh! (laughs)
- What?
- This book is so sweet.
Caleb?
(melancholic music)
- That's Pete's book.
- Are you okay?
Caleb? - Yeah, of course.
It's just um...
we're wasting time here when we could be working.
- But... we were having fun.
You were having fun!
- Yeah, there'll be plenty of time to have fun
when I'm finished with the book.
Look, I don't wanna waste any more time here debating.
I just...
I could be at home fixing my manuscript.
(sighs)
(bell on door jingles)
- Caleb.
Caleb!
Okay, look, it is okay
if you are feeling hurt about the book signing, all right?
You can talk about it.
I am not gonna judge you or your feelings.
- I'm simply feeling anxious about meeting the deadline.
(exhales)
- You know, it's ironic that you're writing a book
about a character who is learning
that expressing himself is a good thing,
when you won't admit to having any feelings at all.
- I'm sorry you feel that way.
(scoffs)
- Oh, Harper!
Not everyone's as open as you are.
You've got to give some people time.
- You have to tell me what happened between Pete and Caleb.
- I don't have all the details.
All I know is that Pete and Caleb
came onto the literary world as partners,
and making it as a team like that is very unusual,
but they were very successful.
They were celebrated children's authors.
- Well, that's hard to imagine.
- Caleb was different back then.
I mean, he's always been the quieter of the two,
but to be honest, he was more genuine.
Pete knew how to work a room
but you never really knew
if he meant what he was telling you.
- Well, what happened between them?
- I don't know the whole story.
But I do know that it wasn't amicable
and Caleb doesn't seem to have recovered.
- And he's never said anything? I mean, no specifics at all?
- I asked him, but he didn't wanna talk about it.
Instead he grows more anxious
with every bestseller that Pete writes on his own.
(sighs)
- Because Caleb's one solo book bombed.
- Exactly. And Harper,
Caleb is very loyal,
so whatever happened between the two of them
must have been pretty bad.
So, don't push him too much, okay?
I think I'm gonna take a walk and clear my head.
Maybe I'll see you back at the hotel?
- Okay.
- Oh, um, unless...
you wanna go to the bistro and see if Owen is still there?
- Is it that obvious? (laughs)
- Um, no, I mean, just to like everyone who's breathing.
- Oh, so embarrassing!
- It's wonderful.
- He's nice, isn't he?
- He is.
(bright music)
- You're very good.
- Oh, um, thank you.
- Are you a writer or an illustrator?
- Trying to be both, I guess.
- Well, looks like you're well on your way.
You should definitely keep it up.
- Actually, I have a job as an illustrator right now.
- Well, I hope that author knows how lucky he or she is.
- Hmm. Not sure he does.
But thank you for saying that.
Ha, I'm gonna call it a night.
Merry Christmas.
- Merry Christmas.
- Mr. Stillman?
- Yes, I'm Pete Stillman.
- Wonderful to meet you.
I'm Oliver from the bookstore. - Ah!
- We are so excited you'll be doing a book signing
as part of our Christmas events.
- Thank you.
- This way, if you will, please.
- Great.
- Caleb? - Harper, hi.
(laughs) - What are you doing here?
- I was wondering if I could treat you to a cup of hot cocoa.
- I would love that.
(soft music)
- Hmm? - Thank you.
I feel like I should apologize for earlier.
I went too far.
I mean, sometimes my mouth
just moves faster than my brain and I...
- No, no.
I'm the one that should be apologizing.
You were right about me.
I have a hard time talking about my feelings.
And I admire how open you are.
I've never been that way.
Especially not since the falling out with Pete.
- Mm-hmm.
- I think right now I'm just trying to prove that...
I don't need Pete to be successful.
He certainly hasn't needed me.
- Well, I know you will be.
- Well, if I am, I have you to thank for it.
Yeah.
You were the first person
to really help me get the story clear in my mind.
(chuckles)
- I'm so glad.
- And I hope you're not giving up on me.
- Giving up on you? No.
No, look, I made a promise
to take this commitment seriously
and I am. I do.
- Well, good.
Because I was hoping we could be true partners.
Real collaborators.
- Really? - Yeah.
- Okay. Um...
(sighs)
Well, if that's the case,
then maybe you could consider my ideas a little bit more?
Like, taking part in the town's Christmas activities.
I promise it'll help get our creative juices flowing.
And besides,
you're missing the best part of the year.
There's so much to be inspired by
and I promise that it'll make all the difference.
- You really think so? - I really do.
And I promise there will be plenty of time for work.
Hmm!
- You have yourself a deal.
- Really? - Yeah.
- Yes! (giggles)
- Well, it's late.
I should be heading home.
- Oh, and Caleb? - Yeah?
- I hope you know that if you do ever wanna talk about Pete,
I'm here to listen.
- Thank you.
- I'll see you tomorrow.
(upbeat jingly music)
- You look very intense.
- I'm just trying to get the glitter just so.
- Oh yeah, just so, huh?
- Uh-huh.
Don't. - No.
You can never have too much glitter.
- Harper.
- My fingers, they're slipping!
They're slipping. (gasps)
I can't believe you just did that!
- I had to protect my ornament at all costs.
- Oh, it is on! - Is it on?
(intertwined bickering)
- Do I need to separate the two of you?
(chuckles)
- I have a reputation to uphold in this town
and you almost got us in trouble.
- Me? - Yeah.
- Okay, let's let the children have their play time.
- Oh, you guys don't wanna join us?
- Oh, well, Owen and I are...
- I asked Liz if she wanted to...
- Owen doesn't have a wreath for his door yet, so...
- Right, so I asked if Liz wanted to...
- You guys are gonna go pick out a Christmas wreath together?
(laughs)
- Yes. - Yes.
- Well, that sounds fun.
- Ready to go?
- I am.
I'll check in on you two later.
- Oh.
(laughs)
(kettle boiling)
- How exciting! - What?
- A Christmas romance.
- You think so? - Oh!
- I mean, I know Owen's smitten, but I wasn't so sure about Liz.
(laughs) - I am.
I haven't seen my sister act like that since...
Tommy James asked her to sit outside on the bricks
in the 4th grade. - Oh!
Is that a good thing?
- Oh, it's a Christmas miracle.
I mean, she's never not working.
This is the first time in a really long time
that I've seen her loosen up and have some fun.
- Well, I'm glad. They're both really nice.
They seem like they'd be good together.
Thanks. - Of course.
Oh! I forgot something! Hold on.
- What's going on?
- I have something to show you.
So, I stayed up late last night
putting this together for you to look at and consider.
- Really? - Mm-hmm.
I know you said you didn't wanna try
the mixed media illustrations, but I had to try it.
So, I was thinking that we could do different illustrations
for all of his different moods.
For instance, this is watercolour,
so it's like for when he's feeling shy
and doesn't want to express himself.
And then, we've got pencil,
which is for when he's feeling like,
stormy, and dark, and moody.
And then, we have cartoon
for when he's feeling happy and joyful.
So, what do you think?
- You must've spent a lot of time on this last night.
- Yeah. Well, when I get a good idea,
it's hard for me to sleep.
- Yeah, I have the same problem.
(giggles)
- So... what do you think?
- I think you did a great job.
These are playful and expressive.
- Do I hear a but?
- It's just so different than all my other work.
- But why should that matter?
- Well, an artist's body of work is like his signature
and I'm just not sure how this style fits in.
I'm already on thin ice with the publishing world.
- Mm-hmm. Okay. But...
your previous work was your signature
when you were collaborating with Pete, right?
And this is totally different because now it's with me.
- That is true. - Plus,
your signature really shouldn't hamper your creativity.
- I really like what you've done here, and you're right.
It's a great idea.
Let's go for it.
- Really? - Yeah.
- Oh, I'm so glad! Okay, oh!
This calls for extra marshmallows!
(birds chirping)
- How did she convince you that this relates to your manuscript?
- Well, she said the fresh air would help us clear our minds.
- And? Is it helping?
- It is helping.
- Okay, got the stuff.
- Hey, that's my good scarf.
- Yes, and it'll look just lovely on Stan the Snowman.
Hey, hey!
Think less about the scarf
and more about the joy that it'll bring to the children
who see our snowman on Christmas.
- Okay. (laughs)
Well, let's get to work.
(♪ Jingle Bells ♪ plays)
♪ Jingle bells Jingle bells ♪
♪ Jingle all the way ♪
♪ Dashing through the snow ♪
♪ In a one horse open sleigh ♪
♪ O'er the fields we go ♪
♪ Laughing all the way ♪
♪ Bells on bob tail ring ♪
♪ Making spirits bright ♪
♪ What fun it is to laugh and sing ♪
♪ A sleighing song tonight ♪
♪ Oh ♪
♪ Jingle bells Jingle bells ♪♪
There.
Think Stan's looking quite debonaire.
(laughs) - He sure is.
- And now, it's time for cookies.
- Ah! - Cookies!
- Chocolate chip.
- Gingerbread.
Sugar cookies.
(exhales)
- I think Stan needs a new scarf.
- Hey, you leave Stan alone.
(laughs)
(goofy music)
(laughs)
Do I look like Santa? Hmm?
- You kind of look like our cloud.
- How about now?
(laughs)
Speaking of. - Mm-hmm.
- We should probably get to work.
I think we're ready to start
putting the images and text together.
(gasps)
That's a big step.
- It's a very big step.
(giggles)
(needle scratches)
I really like your watercolours.
(continues indistinctly)
(♪ 12 Days of Christmas ♪ plays)
- Wow, you guys! This is incredible!
What a difference!
- I'm glad you like it.
- You know, I love the use of mixed media.
What a great idea!
- Well, I wish I could take the credit for that.
- We...
thought that it complemented the story.
- Well, I would have to agree.
- Hey, is anyone else starving?
I was hoping that we could finish
this conversation about our progress
at the bistro. - Yeah.
- Well, Owen and I actually already made dinner plans.
There's a bistro in the next village over
that's supposed to be wonderful.
- Oh, it is.
- But if you want it to be a working dinner,
I'm sure I could change the reservation to four people...
- No, don't be silly. You two should go.
Have so much fun.
- Okay, great. (giggles)
Well, I'm gonna go back to the hotel and get ready,
but really phenomenal, phenomenal work, you guys.
I'm so excited about this.
- Good, I'm glad. - Me too.
- I'll see you later?
- You bet.
Well, I guess I finally get to have
that slice of yule log cake for dinner.
- Or, um...
I was thinking if you wanted, maybe...
I could...
Would you like to come over here for dinner?
- Are you cooking?
- Well, it wouldn't be anything fancy,
but I promise it'll be good.
And might not be as sweet as the yule log.
(laughs) - Um... yeah.
I'd love that.
- Okay, well I'll show you out.
- Okay.
(soft music)
- So, I'll see you soon.
- Yeah.
(chuckles lightly)
(♪ Joy to the World ♪ plays)
- Yeah.
(music continues)
Be right there.
- Take your time.
It's not like I'm freezing out here or anything.
(chuckles)
- Nice.
- Hi. - Hi.
Um...
- Oh, wow, Caleb, this is gorgeous!
(gasps)
- I guess some of your Christmas spirit's
starting to rub off on me.
(chuckles)
- Well, it's about time!
- Uh, may I take your coat?
- Oh, uh, yeah. Thanks.
Oh!
What?
- Sorry, it's just...
That dress...
You are gorgeous.
- Oh.
Thank you.
You look great, too.
- Thank you. (chuckles)
Uh, wow!
(tender music plays)
- Beautiful, isn't it?
- It really is.
I love the way the moonlight makes the snow look blue.
So peaceful.
Quiet.
- That's why I spend Christmas out here every year.
You and Liz talk about traditions.
Well, this one's mine.
There's no book tours, no press.
Usually no writing.
Just...
peace.
- Oh, thank you.
- So, what about you?
With all your holiday traditions,
which one's your favourite?
- It sounds silly, but...
Christmas morning before we exchange gifts,
my dad comes out to the living room
and brings everyone a couple of coffee or cocoa.
My mom puts out this tray of hot cinnamon buns.
And...
we're all just there, cozy in our pajamas.
We all do a merry Christmas toast.
I love it.
Hmm.
- That's not silly at all.
- Shall we eat?
- Most definitely.
(chuckles)
I would love to read it.
- No. No, no, no, no, no, it's not ready.
- Well, from what Liz says, it sounds pretty great.
- Oh, well, Liz hasn't even read it!
I mean, she's never even seen a single page.
- What? Why not?
You haven't shown your graphic novel to your own sister?
- Nope.
- Your editor sister.
- Look, I know, okay? But I...
I have this thing, okay?
I don't like showing anyone my work
until I know that it's ready.
- Well, that's an unnecessary thing.
Why not?
- I have this tendency to quit things.
- What do you mean?
- Like, I get these grand ideas
for, you know, greeting cards or gourmet cookies,
and...
- What about teaching?
- Oh, well, I love teaching, but I've...
I've always wanted to do something
that really tapped into my creativity, you know?
- Okay.
- And so, before any of those things
can actually become anything, I stop.
And Liz has been so supportive of all my failed ventures.
And I mean, even financially.
And I just...
I can't do that to her again.
- So, is this just a new thing that you're gonna quit,
the graphic novel? - No!
No, no, no, no, not at all!
Through all of those things,
art and writing have always been there.
It's my passion.
- So, why spend any time on these other things?
- I don't know.
I mean, I guess because...
this is my dream.
And, I mean, don't get me wrong,
I love teaching and I'm really good at it,
but art and writing have always been
what I've wanted to do professionally.
And, um...
I guess failing at any of those other things
that I wasn't that passionate about,
it wouldn't hurt as much, but...
if I failed at this,
I don't know if I could handle that.
Am I making any sense?
- Yeah, I think I understand.
- Really? - Yeah.
I've been terrified about doing this thing without Pete.
I relied on our partnership maybe too much.
And I haven't quite figured out a way
to make this work on my own.
But if I can't figure out how to do this without Pete, then...
maybe I can't do it at all.
- But you are doing it on your own.
- Well, I couldn't be doing it without your help.
Really.
You are a brilliant artist and storyteller.
- Oh, I almost forgot.
- Oh!
I didn't know we were supposed to bring gifts.
- Uh, it's just... a little something.
- Where did you get this?
- I saw it the other day when we were making ornaments,
so I went back in and I grabbed it
and I drew the little face on it.
Just kind of reminded me of our little guy.
- It really does. Look at that!
Wow. I love it!
- And I put my initials right there
so you always remember that it's from me.
- I'm pretty sure I'll remember.
(chuckles lightly)
- Um, well, it is getting late,
so I should go.
- Yeah.
Yeah, um, right.
We have a pretty big day tomorrow.
- Yeah.
- Shall we? - Yes.
(sighs)
Well, thank you for the delicious meal.
- Oh, it's my pleasure. - Thanks.
- It was really nice to be cooking
for more than just one for a change.
- Well, if you cook like that all the time,
then just tell me when and where and I'll be there.
- I'll keep that in mind.
Oh, um... (laughs)
- Thank you. Um...
- You're welcome.
- Yeah.
Good night.
- Night.
(tender music)
(birds chirping)
♪ Good tidings we bring to you and your kin ♪
♪ Good tidings for Christmas ♪
♪ And a happy new year ♪
♪ We wish you a merry Christmas We wish you a merry Christmas ♪
♪ We wish you a merry Christmas ♪
♪ And a happy new year ♪♪
(crowd cheers and claps)
- Thank you, thank you.
(laughs)
- Wow, well done!
- Thank you.
Yes, now it is your turn.
- Uh, no. - Yes.
- No one wants to hear me sing, believe me.
- Hmm, I don't think that's true.
- I've heard him sing. I assure you that's true.
It's been a long time, Caleb.
(melancholy music plays)
- Hi, Pete.
- Liz. - Hello.
- You're Pete?
- I am. It's nice to see you again.
- You've met? - Indeed.
You must be illustrating Caleb's next book.
She's very talented. It's gonna be great.
One failed book doesn't end a career,
now does it, Liz?
- It certainly does not.
- Uh, I should probably head home.
A lot of work to get done.
Pete.
- It was nice to see you again, Caleb.
- Yeah, it was a real...
surprise seeing you too.
- Hey!
Are you okay?
- When did you meet Pete?
- I didn't.
Well, okay, not really. Um...
I like to sketch on this bench
and he came up and we talked briefly,
but I had no idea that it was him.
- I'm sorry.
I wasn't prepared to see him.
I guess I should have expected it
with him doing a book reading and all.
- Caleb, what happened with Pete?
Like, what caused the falling out?
I mean, Liz said you guys were a hugely successful team.
- Yeah, we were.
And best friends before that.
- Oh.
- Years ago, we had an idea for a children's book.
And although it wasn't typical for an illustrator and a writer
to work together as a team first,
we did.
And it was a hit.
We got our first publishing deal,
and it was the first of many bestsellers.
- And then?
- Well, things were going really well.
I had an idea I pitched to him,
just like we always used to work,
and he loved it.
He really loved it.
And then, I called Liz,
who always wanted to be updated on what we were working on,
and I told her we had a new story idea
that we were fleshing out.
And that's when she tells me Pete just called.
I just assumed that he was excited about the idea
and wanted to tell her about it and...
Instead, he told her that he's leaving our partnership.
- It... Just like that?
- Yeah, he never even told me,
he never even talked to me about it.
And the next thing I know,
he's got a publishing deal with a new publisher.
And he's putting out his first book...
which was the story I pitched him
right before he left.
- So, he just stole your idea?
And you didn't want to expose him for what he did?
- I didn't care about the idea, really.
I mean, there will always be another idea.
What really hurt was the betrayal.
In fact, he went behind my back
and he didn't even show me the respect
of explaining himself to me.
I mean, I thought our friendship meant enough
to have at least a face-to-face conversation.
That was a year ago.
And ever since...
- You've had a hard time opening up and trusting people.
- Yes.
I never trusted anyone more than I trusted Pete.
(soft music)
(sighs)
- Well, this is me.
- I'm sorry to have ruined the evening.
- You didn't ruin anything.
- You know, I've never told anyone that whole story before.
- Well, thank you for trusting it with me.
- I should be thanking you.
Not just for listening to me tonight,
but for your optimism, creativity.
It's really opened up my whole process.
- Really? - Yeah.
- Wow. Um... I'm so glad.
I've also felt really inspired, too.
- Yeah? - Yeah.
- You have a real gift.
(noisemakers toot)
(indistinct chatter and laughter)
- Sounds great. - Merry Christmas!
(laughs) - Wow.
- Yeah. - Yeah.
- So, um, good night, Harper.
- Good night.
(tender music)
(exhales happily)
(bright music)
- Good morning! - Hi!
- I was wondering where you were.
I'm headed out to get some breakfast.
You wanna join? - Oh, I can't.
Actually, I have to get to Caleb's straight away.
There's something that I've been working on
that I really wanna show him. - Your graphic novel.
- No! Something else.
- But I thought you were committed
to finishing your graphic novel?
- Well, I was... I am.
It's just that I've decided to put a pause in that because...
- But I told you that when Caleb's book comes out,
it'll be the perfect opportunity for you to pitch it.
Come on, this is your chance.
Don't flake out on it like you do other things.
(scoffs)
- I'm not flaking out, I just...
I've been inspired by something else and it's...
- Which sounds like Harper speak for flaking out.
- That would be a lot easier for you, wouldn't it?
- What? - Well,
because then you wouldn't have to be embarrassed by me
like all those other times.
- That's not at all what I'm saying.
- No, I'm really proud of what I've been working on.
I think it's really good.
And I have been so committed to Caleb and to the book.
I have given you no reason to doubt me, Liz.
Not this time.
- Harper.
- I have to go.
- Harper!
(melancholy music plays)
- These are really good.
Sorry!
I couldn't help but notice your...
manuscript, it looks like?
- Oh, I actually don't know what it is yet.
- Well, I don't mean to pry, but I have to say,
you are exceptionally talented.
- Oh, I don't know about that.
- I do.
I've been doing this for a while
and I like to think I know great talent when I see it.
And I think I know
who your curmudgeon character is based on.
(chuckles)
I'd be happy to send these to my editor for her thoughts.
- You would send my work to your editor?
Why would you do that?
- Because sometimes, new talent just needs a little help.
Now the choice would be up to my editor, not me,
but I'm happy to put you in touch with her.
Unless Caleb has already offered.
- No, he hasn't seen these.
He's got a lot on his mind.
- I've heard he's struggling.
(annoyed chuckle)
- He's not.
- Okay, well look, here's my card.
Think about it and let me know.
I'm sure my editor will flip for it.
She may even wanna hire you to illustrate my next book.
- Don't you illustrate your own books?
- Not for this next one.
I've got too many coming out to keep up.
- Um...
Pete?
Thanks, but no thanks.
(exhales)
- You're making a mistake.
- I have made a lot of mistakes.
I like to think I know one when I see one.
(sighs)
(indistinct chatter)
- Owen.
You haven't seen Harper, have you?
- Not this morning, no.
Everything all right?
- Yeah, I think so.
- You still up for tomorrow?
- Yeah, I wouldn't miss it. I'll see you then.
(upbeat sentimental music)
- Caleb.
I'm just running into you everywhere, aren't I?
I wanted to wish you the best of luck on your next book.
I think Harper is a great match,
and I'm looking forward to reading it.
Truly. - Well, thank you.
And...
yes, Harper is very talented.
- I know.
That's why I couldn't resist offering to pass along
The Curmudgeon's Christmas to my editor.
- What?
- You know, Harper's children's book.
The one she's been working on all week
or at least every time I've run into her.
- And it's called The Curmudgeon's Christmas?
That's the title? - It's cute, right?
I would love to have her illustrate my next book.
Well, I should get into my signing.
Good to see you, Caleb.
- Hey Pete?
Did our friendship mean anything to you?
- Of course it did.
- So, what happened then?
- Look, I'm sorry for the way I handled things.
Everything happened really fast and I made a lot of mistakes.
I didn't know how to talk to you about things.
I wanted to see if I could be a success all on my own.
You were always the brilliant one
and I was just the guy drawing the pictures
of the world you created.
- I never thought of you that way.
We were a team.
- I'm truly sorry for the way it went down.
- Hey, Pete.
Good luck with the new book.
(bell on door jingles)
(birds chirping)
- Hey.
My sister said you were looking for me.
I hope I didn't worry you guys.
- Ah, it's fine.
- Okay, uh, well, now that you're here there,
actually, there is something
that I need to talk to you about.
- Don't worry about it.
I know everything.
- Wait, you do?
- Yeah, I ran into Pete and he told me.
- Pete?
Wait, you don't understand.
- Oh, believe me, I understand very well.
It's the smart move.
Go where you're guaranteed to have a successful career.
You deserve it.
Really. - Caleb...
- Honestly, I just wish you had mentioned to me
that I was the star of the book
that you were secretly working on.
- Caleb, that's... - But Pete says it's great
and he's always had an eye for talent.
- So, what about our book?
(sighs)
- I think I need to take a break.
It's been quite a year.
- So, you're just quitting? Are you serious?
- The deadline's tomorrow morning.
And I'm in no state to finish it.
Go on your ski adventure. You deserve it.
Merry Christmas, Harper.
(door closes)
(melancholy music plays)
- He left me a message
that he's left for the night to clear his head.
There's no service where he's going.
(sighs)
(plate shatters in background)
(crowd shouts)
I'll be right back.
- Well, I guess that's that.
- It can't be.
- Harper, I'm so sorry about before,
assuming that you were just flaking out.
You really did right by Caleb.
You've grown so much.
- You too.
- Me?
- Yeah.
You never would've given someone a chance
who wasn't perfect on paper.
It's been really fun watching you have fun this week.
- Yeah.
I think I'm gonna do more of that.
(laughs)
- Good.
(steadying breath)
Now, how can we fix this?
- Harper, I love your eternal optimism,
but there's no way we can make the deadline.
- But Caleb needs a win.
And the book is so good.
I mean, the kids are gonna love it.
I should know, I am a teacher.
- But with the illustrations still not finished
and the notes that I just gave him about the manuscript,
there's no way. Okay?
The office is closed for two weeks over the holidays
and this is already his second extension.
It's over.
(soft music)
(sighs)
(scoffs)
(uplifting music)
(buttons beeping)
(call dials)
- Liz?
I'm sorry to wake you.
Um, can you come here and...
can you bring all your notes?
Okay, great.
(giggles)
(exhales deeply)
- What's wrong? Is everything okay?
- I have something I wanna show you.
- It started as just a sketch,
but it turned into a great story
so I wanted you to be the first to see it,
as a way of saying thank you for always believing in me.
- Of course. Always.
(chuckles happily)
But now, we have another book to finish.
(spirited Christmassy music)
(inaudible)
(birds chirping)
- We need to talk.
(door closes)
- I don't wanna talk about it, Liz.
I thought you'd be on your ski trip with Harper.
- Sit, Caleb. Please.
- I appreciate you coming over here, Liz,
but there's nothing left to discuss.
I've missed the deadline.
What's this?
(uplifting music)
I don't understand.
How? - Harper.
She couldn't stand seeing you give up.
I guess she knows a little something about that.
So, she took my notes on the manuscript
and worked all night to address them
and finish the illustrations.
It's ready to be handed in.
Just needs your consent.
- But I told her to leave. I was so...
Why would she do this?
- Don't you know?
- You should also know, she turned Pete's offer down.
- Why would she do that? Pete's a bestselling author.
He was gonna introduce her to his editor.
It would catapult her career.
I made her feel guilty.
It's my fault. I'll go talk to her.
- No, no, no, no, you don't understand.
She turned Pete's offer down immediately.
Before you even knew about it.
Besides, nobody can make Harper
do something she doesn't wanna do.
Here.
- What's this?
(tender music)
- She's hoping for your blessing on this, too.
- Harper's manuscript?
- I suggest you start with the dedication.
- Dedication? But it's not published yet.
- Caleb, does my sister ever do anything by the book?
(chuckles)
- Liz, where's Harper now?
- Well, she's gone into town for some last-minute shopping
and then she was taking the train out.
- Aren't you going with her?
- Well, I'm gonna help you and Owen
with the Christmas Eve dinner
and then he and I have plans.
- I'm happy for you.
- Thank you.
And Caleb...
Harper's one of a kind.
Don't let yesterday's mistake mess up your future.
(door opens and shuts)
(Harper): To Caleb,
a rightly revered author who helped give me the courage
to bring my work to the world,
while staying true to who I am.
I always be grateful for your encouragement,
dedication to craft,
and your sensational cooking skills.
Curmudgeon or not,
you'll always be one of my favourite people.
Thank you for everything.
Merry Christmas.
Harper.
(♪ The First Noel ♪ plays)
(sighs)
- Caleb?
- Harper.
- What are you doing here?
- I just came to see if you'd checked out.
- Oh, well, I did.
But then I went to the train station
and I realized that I forgot my mom's gift in my hotel room,
so... Um...
Why did you wanna see if I had checked out?
- I needed to see you.
- You did?
- Look, I've been a fool with a battered ego.
Liz told me what you did,
staying up all night to complete the manuscript.
- Well, it's a good story.
- All while I didn't even give you the chance
to explain what happened.
- Look, I wasn't gonna let everything that happened
get in the way of something as magical as your book.
It deserves to be published.
And the world should know
that Caleb Mitchell doesn't need Pete Stillman to succeed.
- You really think so?
- And I want you to know that I was always gonna tell you
about The Curmudgeon's Christmas.
It surprised me, too.
- I realize that now.
But listen, I think you should take Pete up on his offer.
He's got so much more clout than me
and it'll make all the difference to your career.
- No. No, I...
I can't work with someone I can't trust.
And I mean, without trust, there's no creativity.
- But... - But nothing.
I know the book is good and that it's gonna get published.
With your okay, of course.
- Harper, you are the most amazing person.
(chuckles)
Spending time with you has just been...
incredible.
- Well, that's good,
because I think I missed the last train out.
(laughs)
- Yeah? - Yeah.
- Whatever will you do?
- Well, I hear that there's a Christmas Eve dinner
at a local shelter that I could maybe help out with
and make sure things get done with a...
(together): little creativity.
- Mm-hmm.
(upbeat music)
(chuckles)
- Merry Christmas, Harper.
- Merry Christmas, Caleb.
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