Noel

Synopsis: Christmas Eve in New York, and the lonely divorced publisher, Rose Collins, needs a miracle to improve the health of her mother, interned in a hospital with Alzheimers. She feels sorry for another patient and meets his visitor. Meanwhile, Nina Vasquez breaks her engagement with her beloved fiancé Mike due to his suffocating jealousy, but misses him. Mike is stalked by a stranger, bartender Artie Venzuela. The poor Jules arranges to spend Christmas Eve in the hospital, where he spent the best Christmas of his life when he was a teenager. The lives of some of these characters cross with others along the night.
Genre: Drama
Director(s): Chazz Palminteri
Production: Convex Group
 
IMDB:
6.3
Metacritic:
29
Rotten Tomatoes:
28%
PG
Year:
2004
96 min
Website
833 Views


[introduction

to Angels We Have Heard on High]

(chorus)

^^ Angels we have heard

on high ^^^^

^^ sweetly singing

o'er the plains. ^^^^

^^ And the mountains

in reply ^^

^^ echoing their

joyous strains. ^^^^

^^ Gloria. ^^^^

^^^^ In Excelsis Deo. ^^

^^ Gloria. ^^^^

^^ In Excelsis Deo. ^^^^

^^ ^^^^

^^ Come to Bethlehem

and see ^^^^

^^ Him whose birth

the angels sing. ^^^^

^^^^ Come adore

on bended knee... ^^

Merry Christmas.

^^ Gloria. ^^^^

^^ In Excelsis Deo. ^^^^

^^ Gloria. ^^^^

^^ In Excelsis Deo. ^^^^

ls

^^ ^^^^

[bell dings]

Rose?

Debbie Carmichael?

Rose Harrison?

Oh, my gosh.

I haven't seen you since--

High school, I'm sure.

How are ya?

Well, you know I married

Bobby Gidecki.

No.

Oh, my.

Four amazing kids.

Can you believe it?

But enough about me.

What about you?

Tell me everything.

I'm married.

Hal, he's a lawyer

down on Wall Street.

Two girls,

twins.

Aw.

Yeah.

Britney and Ashley.

[stuttering]

And in less than--

oh, my gosh--

seven hours,

I've got to have

Christmas Eve dinner

for 35 friends and family,

so I got to go.

Oh, 35.

Oh.

Yeah, well,

it was nice to see you.

We should...get together.

Absolutely.

We're listed.

We're the only Gidecki

in Hartford.

I bet.

Oh, incredible

to see you.

Yeah.

All right,

well, I got to go.

Would you like

to share a cab?

No, no, no,

I'm just going down here.

Well,

merry Christmas.

Same to you.

Unbelievable.

[somber Christmas music]

^^ ^^

Hi, I was just wondering

what time

your party started.

I beg your pardon.

You know,

your Christmas party.

What time does that start?

This is an emergency room,

not Radio City Music Hall.

But you usually have

a Christmas party, don't you?

Usually.

Patients only, though.

You planning

on being a patient?

You never know.

[laughter]

You look beautiful.

Morning.

How ya doing?

Guess what

I brought you.

All your favorites:

smoked salmon

with capers

and arugula salad

and a mousse cake

for desert.

And what's the occasion,

you might ask yourself.

Well, I'll tell you.

Tomorrow's Christmas.

And that means

that we get to spend

the whole day together,

just the two of us.

How about that,

huh, Mom?

Hm?

And you'll never guess

who I ran into.

Debbie Carmichael.

Yep, oh,

Debbie Gidecki now.

She married Bobby.

Surprise, surprise.

They have four kids,

a house in Connecticut

just filled with oodles

of joy and happiness.

I could have

smacked her.

Here, let's try

some salmon.

Hm?

You love salmon,

remember?

[sighing]

You know, you got to

keep your strength up, Mom.

That means eating.

You haven't eaten

anything since yesterday.

Let's give a little salmon

a little try.

You don't get any dessert

if you don't try your salmon.

Come on.

[sighing]

Okay.

All right, all right,

all right.

Well, you know what?

We'll try again later,

okay?

Look at this.

Look what I found:

an angel for your wreath.

How beautiful, huh?

Yep.

[melodramatic music]

^^ ^^

Oh.

Hello.

Oh, hi.

I didn't realize

anybody else was here.

Just me.

I'm sorry.

I just thought maybe

I'd cheer things up

a little bit.

I felt bad 'cause he never

gets any visitors.

It seems

so sad.

Except you,

of course,

but I've never

seen you before.

Not that you've never

been here before.

I'm sure you have;

it's just that I've...

never seen you before.

It's an angel.

(man)

Yes, and very beautiful,

a renaissance angel.

Thank you.

It's very kind.

Oh, well,

it's Christmas, you know.

Merry Christmas.

Well, got to get going.

Excuse me.

Morning, Rose.

Oh, Dr. Barrow.

Good to see you.

You too.

Have you been in

to see your mother?

Oh, yes, we had a nice,

long visit, and you?

I was just on my way in.

Feeling okay

this morning, I hope.

Oh, sure.

I mean,

I know it looks bad,

single woman over 40

at Christmastime,

but I'll be fine.

Just keep me away

from the kitchen knives

and open windows

for the next few days.

You meant my mother,

didn't you?

[chuckling]

Yes.

Oops.

Okay, bye.

[upbeat jazzy music]

^^ ^^

Hey.

Hey, listen.

Hey, what do you say

I give you a ride?

Come on,

I'm a cop.

You can trust me.

This is where

I'm having lunch.

Then let me

take you round the block.

I'll bring you right back

where I found you; I promise.

Oh, I've been

around the block.

Ain't nothing

I haven't seen before.

Well, then

marry me.

I'll take you anywhere

you want to go.

Don't tell me

a man like you

isn't already married.

I've been

holding out.

Oh, yeah?

For what?

For you.

Oh.

But let's

make it fast.

I get bored easily,

and I only have

an hour for lunch.

Do you know

how much I love you,

Ms. Nina Vasquez,

about to be Mrs. Riley?

No.

How much?

More than you

ever know.

Enough to learn

how to dance with me?

Not right now.

Please.

Not right now.

You're gonna have to

dance with me at the wedding.

Morning.

Morning.

Or should I say

afternoon.

Did you type up

the Sulley/Seth revisions?

Yes, I put them

on your desk.

Great.

And merry Christmas.

Ooh.

If you hate it,

you can return it.

I'm sure I'll love it.

I'm sure

you'll return it.

Your sister called,

and she can't

spend Christmas Eve

with you after all.

Seems it's too painful

since your father died,

so she's spending

the next week

meditating with Buddhist monks

in the Catskills.

Good for her.

Also, your ex-husband called.

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