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♪ Come on, Santa Bring those toys ♪
♪ Bring all the presents for the girls and boys ♪
♪ The only thing I need Come on, Santa ♪
♪ Is my baby on Christmas Eve ♪♪
(Blake): "And although I've treasured our time together,
I think it's time for us to part ways.
It's not you. It's me.
I hope you understand."
Seriously, Em?
This is how you're breaking up with me, a letter?
- In my defense, I didn't think you'd read it here.
- Right before Christmas?
I invited you to meet my parents.
- And I RSVP'd a maybe.
Look, there are plenty of women
who would love to spend the holidays with you.
They're just not in here.
- You always do this.
You-you push people away and...
(phone ringing) - Oh!
Oh. Hi, Carly.
Hey, what? No!
No, he didn't.
(gasping) Okay, all right.
Yes, yes, okay. I will...
I will see you soon.
(exhales)
(phone ringing) - Anyways, so I'll take what...
Oh, I've gotta call you back.
- Don't get too excited.
- But it's Blick. - Blick Management, and it's just a pitch.
- It's Blick! And they want you to handle their PR!
- I know! - You realize that when you nail this,
it means hello VP position.
- Oh. (Carly): Hello corner office.
Hello princess tower for Miss Mittens!
- I didn't realize you and your cat were sharing in my glory.
- Oh, we are riding this train to the top.
- Okay. - It's Blick, baby. (chuckling)
Oh, wait. Em, this email says that the pitch is on January 2nd.
What about your vacation? - Oh, I can work in Bali.
Cocktails and KPIs.
It's my dream vacation.
(exhales)
Now, back to work. We have lots of work to do.
(soft music)
- What are you doing?
- You're my present this year.
(romantic music)
- Oh, your car's just pulling up now.
- Great! - Are you certain about spending Christmas in Bali?
It's not very Christmassy.
- Oh, that's exactly why I picked it.
- What about Santa? What about snow?
- Oh, well, I'll just put ice in my Mai Tais.
Look, you know how I feel about Christmas.
It's just an excuse for people to lose their minds and their money.
- No! It is about love and giving,
and spending time with your f...
- It's okay, you can say it.
Family. (sighing)
And I could tell by that look on your face
that Dad probably sent another letter?
Just like every Christmas. And you can shred it.
Just like every Christmas.
(sighing)
(scoffing) You know, the real world isn't perfect
like your silly Christmas movies.
- They're not silly! They're like a cozy daydream.
And who can resist a stoic lumberjack
in an adorable scarf and mittens? - Oh, I could.
The only thing worse than a Christmas movie is a musical.
- Oh! They're the best!
The beautiful decorations, the beautiful people,
the very available widowers
who are loving parents to precocious kids.
- Oh, the high-powered businesswoman who gets trapped in a small town
and falls in love with the hunky lumberjack.
Blech! They're all the same.
- They're not all the same. - Oh no?
- In this one, he's a hunky doctor.
- Ah. - Oh, Scrooge!
(scoffing)
(sighing)
- Would Scrooge give you this?
- What?! Is this a Christmas present?
Em, you can't give a wad of cash as a Christmas present.
I feel like a mob enforcer.
- Well, I can't hear you.
I am dreaming of the sun, the sand, and...
(thunder crashing)
(Pilot): Ladies and gentlemen, due to the storm,
we'll be making an emergency landing.
(Holly): Extremely snowy weather.
I hope that landing wasn't too bumpy,
but a blizzard will do that to you.
Welcome to Blue Spruce, Colorado,
where the weather isn't warm, but the people certainly are.
I hope you brought your jackets.
- Okay, this is definitely not Bali.
- Can I help you, dear? An emergency landing's not fun.
Are you okay?
- I'm just a little bit stressed.
I didn't see my bags on the carousel.
- What's your name?
- Emily Miller.
- Okay. Let's see.
(uplifting music)
(bells ringing)
(magical tone) - Ah!
(laughing)
- And what can I get you for Christmas?
- Uh, someone who can find me my suitcase?
- I have good news.
- Okay. - I found your suitcase.
- Okay, well, you don't get credit... for that.
Weird, um...
Well, wait, you said that was the good news, but what's the bad news?
- Your suitcase is still in New York.
- Oh! Oh, um, okay.
(heavy breathing)
Okay, okay.
Yeah, no, um, yes, hmm, pulling it together.
And um, all right, when is the soonest
I can get back to New York because my laptop is in that bag
and I have a ton of work to do?
- Well, I will check, but don't get your hopes up, hun.
Maybe you'd like to grab a coffee while you wait?
- You're a lifesaver. - Okay.
Okay...
(line ringing)
Carly, Carly, can you hear me?
Car..., ju..., uh, two bars?
Okay, I love small towns.
Okay, Carly, if you can hear me, I need you to go to the airport now.
I need you to get my bag, bring it...
What? Oh!
Huh! Come on!
(groaning)
You're just gonna stare, huh?
You know, I'll bet if I had some milk and cookies
you would help me! Huh.
- Ho, ho, ho, ho, ho!
- I... hate...
Christmas!
(electricity buzzing)
(soft groaning)
(Chris): Hi there.
You okay?
- Yeah, I-I think so.
I just um...
What... what is it?
- Oh. Nothing, you just fell.
- Oh.
Uh...
What?
What in the world? Uh...
How long was I out?
(sighing)
What is up with that guy? Hey! Hey!
Hey!
(sighing)
- What, you'd like to thank me? Oh, don't worry, it was nothing.
- The storm is gone. Oh, the storm!
Hi! Hi! Um, the storm is gone.
- What storm, dear? - The-the storm, it's... it...
It doesn't matter. I need a flight back to New York.
First class, second class, strapped to the wing, whatever you've got.
- I am so sorry, sweetheart, but our last flight out just left.
- What? - Uh, we're a small airport.
We shut down for the holidays.
Busses, too.
I mean, the mountain passes all freeze up.
(panting) - Oh no!
- Oh, dear.
- Here you go, Mom. - Thank you, Chrissy.
(chuckling)
Oh, what's the matter, love?
- Well, I'm trapped in the middle of nowhere
and I have to live in a hotel for a week.
- Oh, um...
- What?
- Well, I'm friends with the lady who owns the hotel
and she says they're all booked up.
(sighing)
- Oh, no.
- Oh, no, no, no, don't...
- We have a lovely guest suite.
Why don't you stay with us?
- Oh, hi, Mom. Remember me?
Only son occupying your spare room
because I'm renovating my house? We've met before.
- And lucky for Chris, we also have a very comfortable couch.
Helping is what the season's about! Right?
(chuckling softly, sighing)
- That would be great.
(jazzy version of ♪ Jingle Bells ♪)
- All right. Just need to go into the store and get some butter.
- What's going on down that street?
(Chris): Oh, that's uh, the town square.
We're setting up for the Festivity Faire.
It's super fun. - Oh.
- Uh, at least it used to be.
It seems to be getting smaller every year.
- Hmm. - You wanna check it out?
- Nah. Fairs aren't really my thing.
- What? Why?
Do you hate fun?
How hard did you actually hit your head?
You know what? We could probably set you up at the hospital,
they probably have room for you.
- Okay. I don't need a doc...
(magical tone)
- Did someone call for a doctor?
- Uh... - Hey there, Chris.
Everything okay, here? - Oh, hey, Doc.
Yeah, but I'm worried about Emily here.
She uh, she hit her head earlier.
Pretty hard.
- Oh, no.
Well, let's take a look, shall we?
Hmm, I don't see any signs of concussion,
but I do see signs of two of the prettiest eyes
I think I've ever seen.
(chuckling) Hi, Emily.
I'm Dr. Holloway.
How are you?
- I'm... great.
I'm just living my best life.
And you?
- I'm well, thank you for asking.
'Tis the season, after all.
- Mm-hmm. - Of course,
nothing's been the same since my poor wife passed.
Fortunately, I have our daughter,
the light of my life.
- Whew. That's a lot.
- However, I feel like
I might be ready to start loving again.
If only Santa would bring me my soulmate for Christmas.
- Hmm.
- Well, everything seems great here.
Good to you see you again, Chris.
- Yep, yep. - And uh, again,
beautiful eyes, Emily.
- Thank you.
This is the weirdest day.
- Yeah, let's go get that butter.
- Yeah.
(Chris): All right. (Emily): All right.
(scoffing)
(uplifting Christmas music)
Uh...
Wait, your name is Chris Kringle?
- Sure is.
(scoffs) - Where's your sleigh?
- It's right there.
(♪♪)
- Oh.
Thank you.
- Come on in.
- Yikes!
- Oh, I'm sorry.
Are your free accommodations not living up
to your lofty standards? - Oh, no, I-I'm sorry,
I was just surprised by all the... you know.
- Fairs, decorations, and now you hate Christmas, too?
- No, I'm just not used to it.
- Christmas wasn't important to your family?
- Oh, family wasn't important to my family.
The holidays didn't stand a chance.
- It's the best time of the year!
It's important to celebrate it.
- Well, some of us don't need a special day
to remind us to be merry and bright, so.
- Well, what does it take?
Because I haven't seen either since we've met.
You're more like a scrooge.
- I am not a scrooge!
- Huh, I've got work to do.
Um, make yourself at home, Ebenezer,
and if you have the urge to tear down our decorations, try and resist.
- Huh.
No way.
Okay.
(scoffing)
Oh.
An actual reindeer.
Hmm.
Hmm...
Whoa.
Is that eggnog?
Weird.
(chuckling)
Carly would love this place.
Cute.
Wait...
I don't remember doing my makeup.
And my hair is so long.
Weird.
Um.
Looks good, though.
Hmm.
I thought Chris said he was an only child.
Maybe he has a sister...
who is exactly my size.
Weird.
Hmm.
- Looks like it'll suit you.
(screaming)
(laughing) Ho, ho, ho, ho!
(breathing shakily)
(sighing)
Hi, there. - Ah!
- Just kidding, it's me.
(screaming)
(laughing) - Ho, ho, ho, ho.
- Okay.
(panting)
(bells ringing)
- Ho, ho, ho. - Oh!
- Lovely day, isn't it?
- Hey man, I'm from New York.
Do you think I haven't taken out a mall Santa before, huh? Huh?
Uh... why aren't my feet cold?
- Oh, it's a good question!
- Also, how do you keep appearing?
(laughing) - No, better question!
- Oh.
(laughing)
(both laughing)
- Why are we laughing?
- Because I'm dreaming.
This is all a dream.
I'm clearly on a plane to Bali
and I will soon be rela... ow!
- Now you know you're not dreaming.
- Ugh! Well, that's not how it works.
I'm supposed to pinch myself.
Ow! Why did... huh.
- Oh. - Oh. Oh, my god.
- Emily. - I...
- Emily. (panting)
- There's... wah! - Calm down.
I can't... no! No!
- Emily, I'm here to...
(screaming)
Uh... - Help.
- I'm going to open my eyes and be in Bali.
I'm going to open my eyes and be in Bali.
Oh.
- Oh, she's all right. Okay.
- Well, the tree's not.
Hey, you know I was joking before
about tearing down the Christmas decorations, right?
(moaning)
- I have to use the bathroom.
(groaning)
Oh, well that's a fire hazard.
Okay.
Huh. Uh... something else is off.
Where's the toilet?
All right. Magic candles, no toilet, talking Santa.
Connect the dots, Em, just connect the dots.
Ugh! If only Carly was here.
Carly!
(Carly): The decoration, the beautiful people,
the available widows and widowers
who are also loving parents to precocious kids.
(gasping) - Oh... my... gosh.
I'm trapped in a Christmas movie!
(screaming)
- Bravo, Emily!
(screaming)
Although, you're not just in a Christmas movie,
you're the lead in the Christmas movie.
Congratulations, a star is born. Woo-hoo!
- You did this?
- I'd had my eye on you for a while,
so I know you are just the person for this very special gift.
- Gift? This is not a gift.
This is a curse.
- You've lost your Christmas spirit, Emily.
We must act fast before the damage is irreparable.
So, you'll be here in Blue Spruce until you find it again.
- So, the storm, the canceled flights, that was all you?
- Relax and enjoy the ride.
Once you find your Christmas spirit, you'll be back home.
- No, no, no, I have to be home now!
I have to prepare for my Blick presentation!
I... I have a deadline!
- Ho, ho, ho, a deadline?
In that case, you'd better get started.
- No. Huh... oh.
No.
- Put some of those. Cheers!
- So, Chris, how's the Faire faring?
- Emily doesn't wanna hear about that.
She hates Christmas.
- Oh, I'm sure she doesn't hate Christmas.
- Attendance has been declining for years.
It's an amazing festival and the proceeds support a lot of great causes,
but if we can't rally the town this year, then...
- It may be the last Festivity Faire ever.
- I'm afraid this town is losing its Christmas spirit.
- Oh, I know! - Yeah.
- Uh... what did you say?
- Uh, the town is losing its Christmas spirit.
- Huh.
Uh... I... have to use the bathroom again.
"Sarah, workaholic, has to save the Christmas Faire.
Angela, workaholic, comes to aid of the local Christmas Faire.
Megan, workaholic, juggles the affections of two men."
Good for you. "While saving the annual Christmas Faire."
That's it.
Okay.
I get it, old man.
Save the Faire, get home.
You're on.
You know, I work in PR, so I might be able to help.
(together): That's amazing!
- Are you serious?
- Well, it's the least I can do
to repay you for your hospitality.
There's nothing more important than...
Christmas spirit.
- Well, we have landed ourselves a genuine Christmas miracle.
- Let's celebrate with some eggnog.
- Yes!
- Do you get a new personality every time you knock yourself out?
- I'm just being a delightful house guest.
- Mm-hmm.
- Hmm.
- Thank you.
- Here's to Emily, here to save the day!
- And to Chris, for the tour he's gonna give her tomorrow.
- I'm sorry, what? (together): Cheers!
(magical tone)
(uplifting music)
(sighing)
(groaning)
- What's up with you?
- Shockingly, the couch is not Posturepedic.
So, Blue Spruce, the opal of Colorado.
Main exports, festive cheer and great memories.
Oh, and eggnog. We make a lot of eggnog.
- Hmm. It's nice.
- Nice? It's perfect. Look at this.
- Okay, I take it back. It's beautiful.
Even by the standards of Christmas movies, it's really outdone itself.
- That's a very specific compliment, but thank you.
Hey, let's go down here. I wanna show you something.
- Sure.
- Here we are, the Festivity Faire.
This is what it's all about.
- Wow, looks like a lot of businesses.
That's a lot of employees.
- Oh, no, they're all volunteers.
Yeah, if people don't have money, they give their time.
You ask these people for a cup of milk, they'd give you a cow.
- Uh, so what are we doing here? Canvassing businesses, doing a social blitz?
I can wrap a focus group around the palm of my... oh, okay.
- Chop, chop. - Uh... I...
I didn't realize we were a-actually doing real work here.
(grunting)
- Do you want some help?
- No, I'm good.
- Oh, you're making it look really easy.
- Well, I'm kind of a lone wolf, so...
You know, I'm probably a complete mess.
Oh yeah, you just have something in your hair.
Here. - Hey!
- Oh sorry, did you want that back? Here.
- No, I don't want it back, just...
- There you go.
- Yeah, nice.
- Ha.
- Just testing to see if it works.
- Ha, listen.
It's nice that we've done this but I think that there's a better use of my time
than these party games? And yours, for that matter.
- Oh, I'm keeping my eye on you.
- Hmm. - I don't trust you.
You could be one of her minions.
- Ooh. Wait, what? Who-who's her?
And I'm definitely not a minion.
(scoffing)
- Right, well that's enough for one morning.
Let's go get lunch.
Hey, Mom. - Hey.
- Good morning, Emily.
Hot chocolate or coffee?
- Oh, coffee if you have it.
Coffee with chocolate on top?
- How did you get the art on top here? It's so detailed.
- So, how is it going, you two?
- Oh, pretty good.
I-I mean, we've been working really hard today,
so we must be close to the finish line by now.
(sighing)
(chuckling)
Uh, what?
Oh.
- Yeah. - It's heavy.
"The Festivity Faire Rescue Master Plan".
Oh, perfect.
- Yeah, I don't think we'll finish all this in a week.
- Oh, don't worry, kids.
I'm sure once you get started, the time will fly by.
It'll be like no time...
has passed... at all.
- So, what's next on the list?
- Uh, I gotta drop these off.
- Okay. And where are we going?
- Uh, decoration store, just up ahead.
But let's grab a coffee first.
Store looks way better at night. (bells ringing)
Hey, Kyle.
This is Emily.
She's helping me with the faire.
- This place looks exactly like your parents' house.
I hope you have a partner who keeps your house from looking like this.
- Single Kringle, a partner? No way.
- Thanks, Kyle. No, no partner, just an evil ex.
- Yeah, an evil ex that you're still obs...
- Okay, thank you, Kyle.
- Ugh, men. I'm sure she's not evil.
- Oh, no, she is.
In fact, she's sniffing around here somewhere, so be careful.
(bells ringing) - Oh, don't stop on my account, Kyle.
I'm sure it was going to be eloquent and flattering.
- Gwen, your horns must be burning.
- Hmm. - Emily, meet Gwen Rinch,
the plague of the Festivity Faire.
- Oh, you boys are so dramatic.
You wouldn't call an asteroid a plague for wiping out the dinosaurs, would you?
I'm simply taking something outdated and making it...
- Gawdy? - Tacky.
- Soulless. - Profitable.
You look like someone who gets it.
- I'm new in town.
- Indeed.
Anyway, the faire is a relic.
Business sponsorship has dwindled, along with attendance.
What's wrong with bringing big brands from out of town to sponsor the event?
- Because they bring big city corporate stink with them
when they arrive and take all the money with them when they leave.
- Shortsighted as always, Kringle.
Well, the town board agrees with me.
If the faire can't get enough businesses on board,
we're moving ahead with my privatization proposal.
My proposal.
You'll see it makes sense to steer clear of the faire this year.
O... kay.
(sighing, scoffing)
- At least you're dressing better.
- Evil.
Well, at least we can count on your support, right, Kyle?
- Sure, yeah. You can count on me.
- Great.
(bells ringing)
- So, your ex is a bit of a...
- Personality mismatch? Yeah.
- Sure, let's uh, go with that.
- Told me I wasn't driven enough.
You know, but I think it was her way
of caring, but... things end.
I'm surprised you two didn't hit it off, though.
- I'm not like that. Am I?
(laughing) - No.
You're weirder, for one. - Okay, I'm weird?
I'm not the one who lives in a life-sized gingerbread house.
- Come on. Look at this.
Like, look at how beautiful this is.
(soft music)
- Oh.
What are you working on, Mr. Kringle?
- Herbie, please.
Holly and I run the faire committee,
but she takes care of all the important stuff.
- Ah, you're just the muscle.
- Exactly!
(laughing)
But she does give me one responsibility,
the project names.
- Oh, well, would you like any help?
It is kind of my area of expertise.
- That's okay, dear.
I uh, like to do it on my own.
Coming up with the catchy acronyms, it's the best part.
- Hmm. Okay, well, if you're sure.
- Yeah.
C... C...
C... C.
Christmas.
Oh, the acronym is Christmas.
Right.
Maybe a little extra help wouldn't hurt.
- Sure, let's have a look.
(chuckling)
(soft music)
(sighing)
I hate that this looks so good.
Ugh.
Mm.
Oh.
Oh, what a day.
(loud sentimental music)
Hey! No, musicals!
(disc scratching)
(soft music)
Oh, here we go.
- Oh. - There we go.
Oh, I am bushed!
Hey, you wanna go for a walk?
- Uh, sure. (chuckling)
- Thanks for helping my dad, by the way.
You didn't have to do that.
- It was fun.
- Oh, are you cold? Here, take my coat.
- Oh, yeah. - Come on, here.
- That's sweet, thank you.
- Here you go.
- Um... you-you know, what, actually, I'm good.
- Oh. - Uh, yeah.
I... we have a lot of work to do
and I-I think I have some gloves in here.
- Okay. - Somewhere.
- Miss? Did you drop these?
(chuckling nervously) - Doctor Holloway?
- Oh, my! Emily, right?
- Yeah. - It is great to see you again.
How are you feeling? - Well, I'm good.
I've only had one fall since last I saw you.
(laughing)
- Oh, it feels good to laugh again.
I haven't laughed much since my wife passed.
I'm a widower, you see.
- I-I think you mentioned that.
- I'm still getting used to being a working single father...
to my daughter.
She's...
- Oh, wow. Actual physical photo in a wallet.
- Yeah, that's my Maggie. - Oh, she looks...
precocious.
- Yes! Precocious! - Mm-hmm.
- That is the perfect word for my Maggie.
You, Emily, you're something special.
- Cool.
Uh, Doctor Holloway, we're canvassing support for the Festivity Faire.
Can we count on you?
- Of course! Maggie and I wouldn't miss it for the world.
- Great! Awesome. We will talk soon then.
We will.
Okay, just focus, Em. Just focus, okay.
Even though it's super weird, all you gotta do is get the faire going,
and then you'll be prepping your pitch for Blick in no time.
Okay. Okay.
Now... let's get this...
- Just when I thought you were getting more normal.
- Are you always that stiff when somebody flirts with you?
- That was flirting? - Uh, yeah.
He laughed at your non-joke and showed you a picture of his kid.
Yeah, that's flirting. - Okay.
- Let's go left here.
Here we go.
- Well, I was just more focused on the job.
- Oh yeah, and speaking of which, we need to work on that sales pitch.
- What do you mean? - You sound like a brochure. Impersonal.
You work in public relations, right?
So, relate... to the public.
Here. Practice on me.
- Supporting the Festivity Faire would be an incredible opportunity...
- Okay, no, no, no, no. You gotta relax.
- I am relaxed, Chris! - Are you?
- I'm chill, I'm calm, I'm easygoing.
Okay? Wah! Whoa!
Snowball! I love snowballs.
Just... so fun.
Um, I love them because I'm so easygoing.
- Okay, good. - Well, we can stop that at any time.
- Why would I? Handling a cold, wet slob
is fun and... it's just such a great activity for relaxing, so...
- Mm-hmm, mm-hmm. Yeah, no, heads up, Chris.
- No. - You dropped it.
- Emily, do you think a snowball fight means we throw the same snowballs back and forth?
Like catch?
- No.
- Really?
- Okay, yes, fine. You caught me.
None of this is my scene.
I just was supposed to be sunbathing in Bali.
- And would you be relaxing in Bali?
0 Well, I mean, no, I'd just be working on my presentation.
- Aren't you glad you're not? Isn't this way better?
- Oh yeah. This place is way better than Bali.
Yeah.
(soft music)
Okay.
(opening tone)
(keyboard clicking)
(sighing)
Fine. We'll go analog.
(sighing)
Okay, all right.
(sighing)
Ugh! (notification)
Come on! Huh, fine.
You want Christmas spirit?
I'll give you Christmas spirit.
"Christmas Spirit Checklist."
Oh, it's time to get serious about Christmas.
(upbeat Christmas music)
♪ No, no, no, no, no, no ♪
♪ I don't have that many wishes ♪
♪ I don't even need a tree ♪
♪ Christmas time would be much better ♪
♪ Having you right next to me ♪
♪ The smell of gingerbread in the air ♪
(mixer grinds) (Emily exclaims)
♪ Can never replace but I feel from your stare ♪
♪ The only thing I miss is this ♪
- Hey, Leo, this is uh, this is Emily.
- Hi. - Yeah.
- Yeah, Gwyneth, here. - Hey.
(♪♪)
- What's that?
- Oh, it's my list of Christmas stuff
to make sure I'm giving everything the old college try.
Historically, I haven't been the biggest fan of this stuff, you know?
Yeah, you've mentioned that once... or ten times.
- You know, that might be a little creepy if your parents weren't so adorable.
- Yeah, they happen to be big fans of yours for some reason.
- Yeah, I tend to be a big hit with parents that aren't my own.
- Family issues?
Does this have anything to do with your whole hating Christmas deal?
(♪♪)
♪ I don't have that many wishes ♪
♪ I don't even need a tree ♪
♪ Christmas time would be much better ♪
♪ Having you right next to me ♪
♪ The smell of gingerbread in the air ♪
♪ Can never replace but I feel from your stare ♪
♪ The only thing I miss is this ♪
♪ Is you, my Christmas wish ♪♪
- I'll get there.
I think I owe you an apology.
- Oh, for what? Evicting me from my room?
- Yes.
And... for how I spoke to you when I first arrived.
I was frazzled and the electrocution didn't do me any favors.
But I was incredibly rude.
And I'm sorry.
- Well, I appreciate it.
(soft music)
Um, was there anything else?
- Oh, I thought you were gonna...
- No, it's just that you're standing in my bedroom.
- Oh, right. Of course, yes.
Oh well, good night.
- Yeah, you too.
Good night, weirdo.
- Oh, good night.
Sleep tight.
There you go.
So, how many of these faires have you been to?
- Oh, every one since I was born.
- Wow. - I won cutest baby that year.
I still have the medal. - Wow.
Does Chris have any baby medals?
- Chubbiest cheeks. - Wow.
(laughing) No wonder he loves Christmas so much.
That's a really big award. - It's a big one.
- Huge. - Especially in this town.
Goodness. And he does,
you know, that boy really loves this town.
I just... I hope this newfound fervor he has
sticks around in case things don't go his way.
- In case Gwen privatizes the event, you mean?
Or in case his efforts don't impress her enough
to send her tumbling head over heels back into his arms again.
- Oh, I knew you were sharp.
Honestly, she always treated him like he was less than.
He needs to feel worthy again.
(sighing) - Okay.
Ugh, what's the point of it anyway?
It's just going to get ripped off.
- The point is to spend time and effort
making something look good.
Sometimes things can just be nice to look at.
I think it's the ribbon.
You have to curl it.
Something like that.
- Um, okay.
You know, where I come from, I just take my presents
to a gift wrapping kiosk in the mall.
- Where's the fun in that? - Well, not here, obviously.
You know, believe it or not, I am actually good at some stuff.
- Like your job? - Maybe.
How'd you know?
'Cause you talk about it a lot.
- Well, it's important to me. - Clearly.
But do you have any hobbies or anything?
- Well, you know, I do like to travel.
But in a perfect world, I actually arrive at the places I intend to.
- Touché.
Well, if it helps at all, I can tell you're good at your job.
You've done great work with the faire and ticket sales are up.
- Well, I... haven't hated it.
Do you think we have enough business support?
We'll get there.
So, what do you think?
- Um... maybe don't quit your day job just yet.
- What? - Here, let me help you.
This has got to go over here.
- Oh, what about... this? Holly.
Festive. No?
- That's not holly, it's mistletoe.
(intriguing music)
- Oh, uh... - Um...
- Yeah, I'll just, yeah, just take that.
- Yeah, you keep uh, practicing and I'm gonna go to the farm and prep some trees.
So I'll see you later?
- Keep it swell, Jingle Bell.
- What? What was that?
- Well, it's my cutesy holiday greetings and goodbyes.
- Don't ever do that again.
- Yeah, no, that's a check.
Check.
And that is a big check.
Oh, just come on!
(sighing) Okay you wintery whack job,
I have done everything.
I have baked, I've caroled,
I've eggnogged years off of my life.
Years! What else do you want from me?
- Woo-hoo-hoo!
- Oh!
- Ho, ho, wintery whack job,
I love an alliteration.
Ho, ho, ho, ho, ho.
- You! Finally.
Are you going to get me out of here?
- I don't think you've found your Christmas spirit yet, Emily.
(laughing)
- What? I have got holiday cheer coming out of the chimney.
I've wrapped presents. I even balled snow.
That... that didn't frost itself.
- Those are material things.
There's more to it than that.
- Ugh!
- Hmm.
- I can see this isn't working.
Oh, ho!
- What?
- Even I don't do everything by myself.
Maybe you could use a little Christmas elf of your own!
(doorbell rings in a Christmas tone) - Huh? Oh, no.
Who is that?
- Ho, ho, ho, ho! Whoa-ho-ho!
- Whew, okay.
- Ha! - Carly?! Carly!
Are you real? Are you real? Tell me you're real.
- That's my face. I'm real, I'm real.
I'm real. - How did you get here?
- I uh...
Oh, I don't actually know.
- Don't worry, you'll get used to it.
Come in. Come in! - Whoa.
- Oh! - I just, how did you find me?
I mean, none of the phones will dial out of Blue Spruce.
It's like a horror movie.
- Uh, pretty nice house for a horror movie.
This place is amazing!
Oh uh, I got this in the mail.
- What? - And the next thing I knew, I was here.
Oh, and there was some kind of a, I don't know, chime.
- Sleigh bells. I've become... familiar.
- So, what's up? What are we doing here? Like, what's going...
- I'm trapped in a Christmas movie.
- You're... what?
(♪ Christmas All Over Again ♪ by Tom Petty & The Heartbreakers)
♪ Well it's Christmas time again ♪
♪ Decorations are all hung by the fire ♪
♪ Everybody's singin' ♪
♪ All the bells are ringin' out ♪
♪ And it's Christmas ♪
♪ All over again ♪
♪ Yeah again ♪♪
- So... you're trapped in a Christmas movie.
That is...
fantastic! - What?
- It my literal dream.
- Ugh. Well, you got on board very quickly.
- I mean, you look amazing, I, ha, ha, look amazing.
And this place is insane!
It's like someone turned my brain into a building.
- Yeah, so that's the gist of it.
And the Kringles will be home tonight so you'll get to meet them.
- Oh, that's a lot, babe.
And I know all this Christmassy stuff
must be driving you crazy because well,
you know, Dad stuff.
Oh. - Mm!
I cannot believe you made these.
They are actually so good.
- It's easy. I can't mess it up!
- What do you mean, you can't?
(ding!)
- Oh!
There you go.
- Wow. Just, wow.
And you don't love this?!
- Of course I don't!
- But it's so magical!
And quite frankly, your skin has never looked better.
- I know, I'm glowing and I can't stop glowing.
- It's great! So, why are you fighting it so much?
- Okay, watch this.
I do not belong here.
- Em, you don't like this, at all?
Like, at all, at all?
- It doesn't matter, okay? I'm a realist.
And none of this is real.
I just wanna go home, back to my job, to my life.
That world I understand.
- Maybe you don't like it here because
you can't pull the ripcord the second you start enjoying yourself?
- Hey, mean. 'K?
- Tough love's still love, babe.
Okay, you've done all of the traditional stuff,
baking, wrapping, sledding, making leftover sandwich.
Huh.
Oh! - What?
- You haven't had a holiday romance yet!
That's it! That's the thing. Oh, it's so obvious.
- Nope, nope. Out of the question. No.
- What about the guy, Chris?
- Oh. Ch... oh, Chris! Hi! Chris, this is Chris.
- Oh, hi. Nice to meet you.
- Nice to meet you. Wow.
Emily did not say how handsome you are.
(laughing): Carly!
Anyway, by some crazy coincidence,
Carly just happened to be stranded here, too.
Isn't that nuts?
- Oh, because of the storm.
- Right. Because of the storm.
- Right. Not because of any magic or anything.
'Cause that would be ridiculous.
Yeah, I'm here until the storm passes.
Just hanging out, helping however I can.
- Hmm. - Oh, great.
Yeah, I'm actually just gonna see if I can get
some more businesses to support the faire.
- We would love to join you.
- Great. I'm heading to Spruce You Up Salon.
Meet me there?
- Yeah, see ya. - See ya there.
- Bye.
Oh!
He is the one! He is perfect for your holiday romance.
Oh, it is so obvious.
- No, not him. Anyone but him.
- What? Why?
- We have zero chemistry.
- Oh. - You'll see.
Let's go. - Mm-hmm.
- Emily wants to get a 10 out of 10, so...
Oh, in fact, here she is.
Uh, Delilah, meet Emily. - Hi. - Hi!
- Em's a big part of the reason why we're doing so well.
- Well, it's been a team effort. - Compliments are hard to come by, hun.
You take it when you get 'em. - This is Carly.
- Hi. Oh! Great nails.
Natural? - Biotin.
- Hmm. Sharp.
- So, what do you say, Delilah?
Can we count on your support?
It's an important part of the town's culture.
- But it's not good for business.
- Gwen. - Kringle.
As we were discussing before you dropped in,
the faire brings people to town but how many of them
are stopping into a salon to get a full work up?
Why should the hardworking business owners of Blue Spruce
be incentivized to sponsor an event with no guarantee of return?
- Well, what's your alternative?
- I've offered Delilah a very generous offer
to rent her store as inventory space for next year's faire.
- No, no, no, Delilah, you didn't.
- I'm sorry, hun, but she's very convincing.
- You want this place filled with boxes instead of people? At Christmas.
- I'm just trying to bring Blue Spruce into the future.
And everyone is getting a special Gwen deal
in their stocking this year. - Yeah, I'm sure they are.
- Uh, Chris, just...
- And that boy will always be stuck in the past.
Right where I left him.
- Chris, wait up.
- I was really hoping we'd get her.
Delilah's a foundation of this town.
Without her, it's gonna be really hard to convince the others.
- So, where does that leave us?
- Well, let's see, yesterday we signed up a butcher.
- Season's Meatings. - The baker.
- Let It Dough. - And the candlestick maker.
- Jake's Candlesticks. - Oh.
- Jake's not really a creative man.
- Whew, yeah that's just about enough support.
You know, as long as no one pulls out.
But it's still too close for comfort.
- This uh, faire really means a lot to you.
- It means a lot to this town.
None of this would be possible if it wasn't for the people of Blue Spruce
coming together and giving back.
It's a celebration of what makes this place special.
And without it...
- We're not giving up.
- I know.
You know, you may not have the Christmas spirit,
but you do have Blue Spruce spirit.
- But there's still so much work to do.
But we will definitely get all the businesses we need.
- Yeah. Uh, hey, if you're by the farm later,
I'd love to show you something. - Sure! Yeah.
- All right, see ya!
- See ya.
- Oh, "we have no chemistry".
- Shut it, okay? Just not him.
- What? You have some other supply of perfect men you can pull from?
- As a matter of fact...
- Hmm.
What are you doing?
- Just watch this.
Oh, I'm in such a big hurry for my big business meeting.
I hope nothing happens to me and all of my business papers.
- Whoa! - Whoa! I am so sorry, miss.
Let me just help you.
Wow.
- What?
- You have such beautiful eyes.
- Oh.
See? See what I mean?
- Oh!
I'm not gonna say that wasn't impressive,
but it seemed like a coincidence to me.
- A coincidence? - Hmm.
- Really? Well, there.
- Em, please don't eat a suspicious park muffin.
- Don't worry, it exists so this can happen.
Oh. (chuckling nervously)
- Please, you take it. - No, you. I insist.
I... only eat the tops anyway.
- Huh. I only eat the bottoms.
- Wow.
- Your eyes.
- Yeah, they're beautiful. That's two.
- Okay, I am starting to believe.
But you're gonna have to pick one eventually.
- Hmm. Let me see if I can find someone I know you'll love.
- Mm-hmm? - Hmm.
My, my, my, I'm feeling positively faint.
If only there was a doctor's nearby.
Ah. - Whoa, miss, are you... oh.
It's you again. - Oh.
- We can't keep meeting like this, Emily.
- No.
- Uh, wow.
Uh, sorry, I got distracted.
- By her beautiful eyes?
- Doctor Holloway, this is my best friend, Carly.
She's here to help with the faire.
- It's looking fantastic. - Will I be seeing you there?
- Absolutely! It's a date.
- Oh! Uh... I'm looking forward to it.
- Really? Ha, great!
Um, well, oh uh, I've gotta get going.
I'm running late. I'm hosting a charity event
this evening benefitting at-risk kittens.
- I thought you were a people doctor?
- Oh, I am, but this cause is very dear to my Maggie.
She's my daughter, you see, we've been spending
a lot of time together since, well...
- Yep, Doc, I'm gonna fill her in.
We'll see you later. - Okay, well nice to meet you, Carly.
- I still think you can do better.
- He's a widower doctor single-parenting an adorable moppet.
What's more Christmas movie than that?
- Okay, you're right. He's pretty good.
Oh, I just really wanted it to be Chris.
- Well, I know you did but it's just getting too complicated.
- Oh, boo, Em! This is the first time I've ever seen you enjoy the holiday!
I wish you'd take a chance on him.
- Well, it would just be pretending.
I mean, it's all fake here, right?
Even if I wanted it to be real, it... it wouldn't.
- Maybe.
Maybe it is! Maybe it isn't! I don't know.
I don't really make the rules of this crazy town...
- Uh, Carly! - You brought me to and I...
- Carly! How much coffee have you had?
- I don't know! But I did figure out
that no matter how much I drink, if I do this.
(magical tone) It comes back full.
Ah, it's even more magical at night.
- You're welcome.
- You did this? - Well, I helped.
- It's happening.
The little ice cube in your chest is melting.
- I am not above taking a compliment on a job well done.
- Mm-hmm. Does the magic of this place know no bounds
if the frost queen herself can feel warmth?
I wonder...
- Nope. - No, what?
- I know how you think, and I am not doing a musical!
I have to draw the line somewhere!
- But they're so...
(singing): magical.
- Fine.
♪ Why do I hate musicals ♪
Well, it's so many things.
♪ It's how awkward the rhymes get when ♪
♪ You're forced to uh... sings ♪
♪ No need to be subtle ♪
♪ Just belt out your feelings ♪
♪ But the worst part of it all ♪♪
- Just when I thought we were making some progress.
(sighing)
Ooh, I love Christmas trees.
They're like giant flapper dresses from the 1920s. - Yeah.
- Smell great, too. - Ah yes, that freshly washed car smell.
- All this Christmas magic is wasted on you.
- Well, it's not all it's cracked up to be. I mean, none of this feels real.
- How many times do I have to tell you, some things are better than real?
You can just magic up gorgeous strangers out of thin air.
- You know, I bet you could, too. - No way.
I'm to the sweeping Hollywood romance type.
I'm the quirky best friend.
- Carly, you are 100% leading lady material!
- Thanks, but leading ladies don't have cats named Princess Mittens.
- Oh. - I appreciate it, though.
- This is for your own good!
- Oh! - Easy there.
It's Christmas, not fall.
What's your name?
- Uh, Carly. - I'm Alex.
Wow, uh, has anyone ever told you, you have beautiful eyes.
(chuckling nervously)
- Whoa. Hey. - Oh, hey.
- I wasn't sure you were coming.
- Well.
- Uh, do you wanna see something cool?
- Sure!
Oh... wow.
You made these? - Yeah.
All scraps from the property.
Everything here is made from trees grown in Blue Spruce.
Oh, sorry for the mess, it's just I usually don't have company, so...
- They are beautiful.
Wow.
- Yeah, it's hard finding a use for all these small pieces.
Everything has to be planed and dried.
It's very time consuming.
Maybe a waste of time. I don't know.
- Why would it be a waste of time?
- Well, they don't do anything.
They just sit there and I don't sell them.
Gwen didn't see the point.
- Well, does it make you happy?
The process? Yeah.
I love it.
- Hmm. Then it's not a waste of time.
(soft music)
Gwen was wrong about you, you know? - What do you mean?
- You said that she broke up with you because you weren't driven.
But for people like her,
drive is something you use just to make more money.
But this is your drive.
It's for Blue Spruce.
And well, it's special because of people like you.
- You know, you fit in better here than you think.
(chuckling)
You know...
you do have the most beautiful eyes.
- What did you say?
- That you have the most beautiful eyes.
- Um... I'm sorry, I uh... I have to go.
Yeah.
- Uh... Emily!
(indistinct chatter)
- Okay, this has gone too far.
I have to get out of here now.
Right now! Just...
(sighing)
(magical tone)
- Emily, you have got to be more careful.
- Oh, my hero.
However will I repay you?
- No thanks needed.
Just as long as you're safe.
- Look, Doc, I gotta get out of this town,
so let's just get this over with, okay?
- Emily, look, I think you're great,
but I simply couldn't do this to my Maggie.
You keep talking about leaving
and I need someone who's in this for the long haul.
- But I... - I'm sorry.
I have treasured our time together, I really have,
but I do think it's time for us to part ways.
It's not you, it's me.
Happy Holidays.
- What just happened?
(magical tone)
- Ho, ho, ho, ho!
You got your wish!
- What the H-E-double-candy-canes, man?
- Ho, ho, ho. You clearly have no interest in finding your Christmas spirit.
You just want to leave. So, okay! Ho, ho.
- So, the curse is gone?
- If that's what you want to call it.
- Woo! Yes! Woo-hoo! Yes!
- There'll be a flight out tomorrow.
- But wait, so I'm back to normal,
but this place just always looks like this?
- Yes! This is the real Christmas for the people of Blue Spruce.
- Huh.
- One last thing...
Catch.
(magical tone)
(in distance): Ho, ho, ho! Ho, ho, ho!
- Chris, hi.
- Hey. - Were you waiting for me?
- Um, yeah. I wanted to apologize.
- For what?
- For earlier. I didn't realize that you and the doc were... you know.
- Oh. - Together, like. - Oh!
- I didn't know. - Oh, no. No, we aren't anything.
That was a misunderstanding.
- Oh. - He was just helping me get home.
- What? You're leaving?
- Tomorrow.
- On Christmas Eve.
It's the day of the faire.
- I'm... I'm sorry. I have to.
All this holiday stuff just isn't me and I need to get back to my real life.
- All the work that you put in.
I don't get it.
Why do you hate Christmas so much?
- Oh, it's hard to explain.
- You don't even try.
- When I was a kid, my parents were struggling.
You don't need to know any more details than that,
other than it was clearly heading towards a disaster.
And I wanted to do something.
- So, what did you do?
Did you write Santa a letter? (chuckling)
Oh.
- I was nine. - I'm sorry.
That... wasn't funny.
- So, I write this letter, which was very eloquent
and persuasive for a nine-year-old, I might add,
and they must have found it because that year, they put on a show.
Trees, tinsel, giant piles of presents.
It was the best Christmas ever.
- Sounds great.
- Yeah.
Then the day before New Years Eve, my dad walked out on us.
- Oh.
- Which is when I realized all of this
is just that, a show, a façade.
- I'm sorry, Emily.
I... really, um,
but one bad Christmas doesn't make every Christmas bad.
- You know, everybody always says that.
Just don't ruin the mood, just enjoy the pretty lights.
But it's not that easy. I don't hate Christmas!
I'm just a realist.
I know it's all just like this present.
Just fake.
- Well, maybe it's a good thing that you're leaving.
- That is what I've been trying to tell you.
I have to get back home to my real life, to my real job.
I have a big presentation to do and I have to get this promotion.
Wait... is my whole life a cheesy movie?
- Do you know what hurts the most?
You believing that none of this is real means that...
you believe we're not real.
- Oh.
I'm sorry, Chris.
But you don't actually like me.
It was just the magic.
- What magic?
- Oh.
Chris, I'm...
- Kyle. - Kyle?
- Kringle. I got some news.
I thought I should tell you in person.
- Let me guess, Gwen got to you.
- Uh, times are tough.
I run a Christmas decoration shop
in a town that's perpetually decorated.
Like the market's tapped out.
Gwen said if I withdraw my support for the faire,
she'll rent out my shop to be the headquarters for the vendors she's bringing in.
- Come on! - At least I'll make a bit of money this way.
(sighing) - So, you're pulling out.
- I'm sorry.
(both sigh)
- Just... go. Both of you, just...
- But... - Go.
(soft music)
- It was the best first date ever, Em.
She's like, perfect.
We went and saw the first Christmas tree lighting in the square.
Alex knows everything about trees.
Did you know that the Rockefeller Christmas tree is usually over 80 feet tall?
(chuckling) - Alex seems really great.
I'm really happy for you, Carly.
- You all right?
- Yeah, I'm just, I think I'm just a little bit tired.
I'm just gonna go to sleep.
- Do you want the right or the left?
- You know, I think I'm just gonna sleep on the floor.
I don't really deserve a bed.
- Oh.
(grunting)
(sighing)
(magic tone)
(soft music)
- Morning, dear. - Good morning.
- Want a drink? - Oh, hot chocolate, please.
- I thought you'd say that.
(chuckling)
- Still perfect, huh?
New acronym?
- I'm close on this one. I can feel it.
Do you wanna help again?
- I think you've got this one, Herbie. Just trust yourself.
You know, I'm really glad we met.
- Likewise.
Oh, if you're wondering where the others are,
your friend Carly said she got a date.
- Mm-hmm. - And Chris took a shift at the lot.
- He's not going to the faire?
- Say, while I've got you here, can I ask you a question?
- Of course. - I'm struggling with what to get Holly for Christmas.
You know, years ago, she got me this watch.
But the band is starting to show its age.
So, I thought what if I take it to a jeweler,
have him melt it down into a necklace
for the locket she wears around her neck?
Do you think she'll like that?
- I think that sounds lovely.
- Thanks, Emily. Helpful, as always.
Are you sure we can't convince you to stick around?
- I'm afraid not.
- Well, you're always welcome back.
- Thanks, Herbie.
- Herb says you're on your way.
- Yeah, I'll be heading to the airport soon.
- Well, you have been an absolute doll.
I hope you come back soon.
- Oh.
Well, we'll see.
- Before you go, do you mind giving me your opinion on something?
- Okay.
- So, I have been gift hunting for Herb,
and I couldn't find anything.
And then it hit me, his watch strap is falling apart.
So, what I'm thinking is... You're going to use your locket to fix his watch strap?
- How did you know?
(sighing) - Holly.
Okay, I'm giving you full marks for seasonal appropriateness,
but you could have both at least tried to be a little less obvious.
- Do you know what she's talking about?
- Chris did say she was crazy. - Oh, hun.
- Okay, come on, just drop the act, the whole gift of the magic thing.
You really almost got me.
Okay, what was the plan, you sell the watch to fix the locket.
You sell the locket to fix the watch.
I get all teary-eyed and learn some big Christmas lesson?
You were gonna sell your watch?
Oh, but you love that watch!
- Only because you gave it to me. And I love you.
- Oh, Herb.
- Uh, are you telling me this wasn't some kind of scheme?
- Of course not.
- You're both just really like this?
- Well, whatever this is, I... I suppose we are.
- Oh.
Um, well, at least I saved you both
from going through with it then.
- Oh, in a way, I'm a little disappointed.
Can you imagine? What a memory that would be.
- But now you're not gonna end up with two useless gifts.
- Emily, it's not the gift only,
it's about the care and thought behind it.
That's what Christmas is,
the personal touch.
- You two are just genuinely adorable.
- Are you okay, honey? You look a little uncomfortable.
- No, I'm right as reindeer.
I just learned my first Christmas lesson.
You guys.
- Emily.
- Hi. - Hi.
What's that?
- A gift.
- Oh.
Oh, okay.
This is... - Come on.
- unexpected. All right.
Where are you taking me?
- I can't tell you. - Oh.
Ah, okay. Oh.
Okay, Emily, I appreciate this, I really do.
But it's gonna be really hard
to appreciate whatever this is in the hospital.
- Okay, we're almost there. - Okay.
- Okay?
(sighing) And... there.
- Oh.
(indistinct chatter)
You pulled if off.
One last perfect faire.
Oh, hello, traitors.
- Okay, just hear us out.
- Okay. What is it?
- People don't have time for a full mani-pedi at the faire.
But they do have time for festive nail art.
It gets people in the room and shows them all how amazing Delilah is.
- It's great.
- I just thought, why not embrace the Christmas of it all
and give everyone a reminder what they'll wear all day.
- I am booked full for weeks!
You have got yourself a smart little Christmas cookie, there, Chris.
(chuckling)
- What about you?
- Well, no one needs more tinsel, not in this town anyway.
So, I was thinking...
- Uh, ahem. - We were thinking...
what about personal decorations?
Custom designs, made to order.
- The personal touch. That's what it's all about.
- And I was hoping that I could make 'em with you.
Um... You know, names, pets,
maybe some of those Blue Spruce designs you've been making.
- Of course, man, I... I think that's a great idea.
Wait, so does that mean if you've been planning all this, then...
- They've pledged their support for the faire again.
We did it.
(laughing happily) - Oh, we did it?
- Blue Spruce's Festivity Faire is officially saved!
- Woo!
- Well, what are we doing standing here?
Come on, let's go enjoy it!
(exclaiming happily)
- Oh, there we are.
- Tadeja. Fabio.
Love you guys.
(rhythmic Christmas music)
- Ooh!
(♪♪)
(chuckling)
- Everyone, could I have your attention please?
(indistinct chatter)
I'm sure most of you know me, but I'm Holly.
- And I'm Herbie.
- And together, we are in charge of S.T.U.F.F.
- Seasonal Team for Uplifting Festivity Fairs.
(cheering)
- And we are so happy to announce
that this year has been such a big success,
that not only have we funded all of our charitable goals.
- We have secured enough business support
to ensure that the faire remains
in the hands of Blue Spruceians!
(cheering)
- Sorry.
Ahem.
Look, you all know me.
When I started my campaign to change the faire,
I thought I was updating it.
Dragging a backwards town kicking and screaming into tomorrow.
But I was wrong.
I was so obsessed with what it could be,
I didn't appreciate it for what it already was.
Don't make my mistake.
Appreciate the moment you're in.
Remember, it's not called the Christmas future,
it's the Christmas present.
Thank you.
Nice work, Kringle.
- Thanks, Gwen.
For what it's worth, you came closer
than you probably know, to beating us.
- I underestimated you.
Maybe I was a bit hasty with the breakup.
You've got hidden potential.
Do you wanna grab a coffee?
I see.
You used to smile at me like that once.
You know, she was the one who made me change my mind.
She's a good egg that one.
- Thanks, Gwen.
I'll see you around.
(chuckling)
(sighing)
- Okay, Gwen, backup plan it is.
Marry rich.
Whoa!
- Hello. - Hi.
Has anyone ever told you, you have beautiful eyes?
- What are you doing?
- You're my present this year.
(romantic music)
- What?
- We have another announcement.
We have decided it's time to hand over
our responsibilities to someone new.
Someone who has demonstrated an even greater passion
for this town than we have.
So, we're pleased to announce
the new chairman of S.T.U.F.F, Chris!
(laughing) Get up here, Son!
(cheering)
(phone ringing)
(cheering)
- Wow, uh thank you.
Thank you, everyone.
- So, you're leaving, aren't you?
- How did you know?
- Hmm, because this place is getting a little too real
and that's what you always do.
Also, I'm your assistant. I get all of your flight confirmations.
- What do you think is wrong with me?
- I don't think anything's wrong with you.
Leaving is just easier than being left.
But people change, Em.
You should give yourself a chance.
Some things are worth it.
- Well, maybe they are.
(indistinct chatter)
- Oh, he's happy.
I can't ruin that.
Can't believe I'm going to miss this place.
- That was great, guys.
Thank you so much.
But I'm not the only one who did this.
We should be thanking someone else.
Emily?
Hey, wait!
(place engine revving)
(sighing)
(indistinct chatter)
- I know you're in here somewhere,
so you might as well just show yourself.
- I love this bit.
When the families see their person come through the door.
It's what it's all about.
- I haven't made an airport sign since...
- I... I know.
- Of course, you do.
I'm sorry you couldn't fix me.
- I don't fix people, Emily.
I help people fix themselves.
Some cases are easy.
Like Gwen, she figured it out pretty quickly.
- I knew that was you!
How many of us are you working on?
- Ho, ho, ho, ho, you don't deliver billions of presents in one night
without knowing how to multi-task.
- Will I ever get a second chance?
- Of course.
But there's someone you need to give a second chance to first.
- I don't know if I can.
- Oh, of course, you can.
- Okay, even if I could, I have no way of contacting him.
It would take some kind of... - Christmas miracle?
(magical tone) - Hey!
Uh... What?
You could've just told me they were in here.
- Oh, ho, ho, and where's the magic in that?
(uplifting music)
- "Dearest Emily, I know we haven't spoken in a long time,
and I take full responsibility.
I understand if you might not want to talk to me again,
but since it's Christmas I thought I'd reach out.
Love, Dad."
(sighing)
Full bars.
Christmas miracle.
(number composing)
- Hi, you've reached Richard Miller.
Please leave a message. (beep!)
- Hi, Dad, it's me.
Uh, it's been a while, huh?
Listen, there is a lot to say
and I don't wanna say it over a voicemail.
And if you are open to it,
I'd love to talk sometime.
And...
merry Christmas.
- Well done.
(PA Announcer): Attention passengers, Flight 118 to New York is now boarding.
Please make your way to the gate.
- Do you finally know what you truly want for Christmas, Emily?
- Then what are you waiting for?
- I haven't messed it up?
- Sometimes people leave and they come back.
(magical tone)
(bells ringing)
(rhythmic Christmas music)
(phone ringing)
- Em, aren't you supposed to be on an airplane?
- Look, have you seen Chris?
- Now, why would you be asking me about him?
- Carly.
- Look, he's not here.
But babe, if you are trying to have a magic moment
in an airport, you're gonna need a little magic.
- But it's all gone. - Convince it to...
♪ Come back ♪
- No. - You know I'm right.
- No, anything but that.
- I'm hanging up now. Good luck!
- No! - Record it for me.
- Please, there has to be another way!
(sighing)
Okay, Em, he's worth it.
♪ Why does the world go crazy for songs ♪
♪ As cliché as a greeting card ♪
♪ But 10 times as long ♪
♪ Once you let your feelings ♪
♪ Just stand up and shout ♪
♪ But maybe there are some things ♪
♪ Worth singing about ♪
♪ When I came to this town I was pretty depressed ♪
♪ All the snow makes it hard to sport a sundress ♪
♪ And don't get me started on that Santa Claus pest ♪
♪ But maybe ♪
♪ There is something worth singing about ♪
♪ I told myself Christmas just wasn't for me ♪
♪ It's for partners or families or ads on TV ♪
♪ But then you came along ♪
♪ And helped me to see ♪
♪ You were something worth
♪ Singing about ♪
♪ About ♪♪
(magical tone)
Chris! Chris! I'm falling for you.
- What? - I'm fall... what? Oh.
- What did you say? That Blue Spruce really needs to stop putting
their Christmas lights on the ground.
- I'll bring it up at the council meeting.
I'm so glad I got here in time.
- Well, you can thank me because I sang you here.
(laughing)
- You know, you are the strangest person I have ever met.
You just have this magic about you.
- Oh. Well, right back at you, Kringle.
- Thanks for helping me find my worth.
And for helping me get my faire.
- Well, thank you for showing me the true meaning of Christmas
and for helping me find my Christmas spirit.
(romantic music)
(chuckling)
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