Christmas in the City

- We wish you

a merry Christmas

we wish you

a merry Christmas

we wish you

a merry Christmas

and a happy new year

glad tidings we bring

to you and your kin

glad tidings for Christmas

and a happy new year

- Mommy?

- yeah?

- Can you take me to skating

After school today?

- Ooh, that sounds like

a fun treat.

Sure, we can do that.

Okay, so you have your lunch,

and your Christmas project is

in your backpack.

And don't forget

to remind Mrs. George

that I'm free to volunteer

for the Christmas party.

- Okay, mommy.

- Okay.

- Hello, Mr. Henderson.

- Morning, Grace.

Morning, Wendy.

- Hi.

- My mom just got a new haircut.

Doesn't she look pretty?

- Why, yes, she does, Grace.

Very lovely.

- Thank you, Bob.

- Okay, have a good day today,

and I'll pick you up

after school

and we'll go ice skating.

- Okay, mommy.

- I love you.

- Love you too.

- Glad tidings we bring

to you and your kin

- Bye.

- Glad tidings of Christmas

and a happy new year

Hello, Santa.

Merry Christmas.

- Merry Christmas!

- Wow, Jane, Christmas is here!

Look at you go!

Hello, Charles.

Thank you. Merry Christmas.

- Hi.

- And I hear his own mother

knows where he is.

Which is not surprising,

since he has never tried

to contact Wendy

or his own daughter.

I gotta go.

- Hi.

- hi. I'll see you later.

You tell Angie congratulations

for me,

and I will see you

at bridge on Friday.

That was just Helen

telling me how well

Angie's been doing.

- I bet she was.

- She just got the lead

in a Christmas musical.

- I know. A Christmas Carol.

- Isn't it fantastic?

- It is fantastic.

- Well, I think that you ought

to give her a phone call

and congratulate her

'cause I know

that she would love

to hear from you.

Wendy?

- What?

- You'll call her?

- Okay, I'll call her.

- Okay. all righty, then,

if you're gonna

hold down the fort,

then I'm gonna go get

some butter for my shortbread.

Bye.

- Go, Gracie!

I love that little kick.

- Whoo!

- wow.

- Oh, I wish dad could see this.

She is amazing, and graceful.

She did not get that from me.

- Oh, you did all right

with your father.

- Yeah, when he held me up.

- So when were you gonna

tell me?

- Tell you what?

- Ed's been our banker

for 20 years.

They sent a letter to the house.

- Okay, listen, I have a plan.

If we refinance the house

and we take out a loan,

I won't have to borrow

from Grace's college fund.

- No, Wendy, it's time.

It's been six years since Stuart

left you here pregnant,

and not a word since.

So it's time that you started

living your life with Grace.

I don't mean staying around here

trying to keep

your father's store afloat.

I mean really living.

- Mom, I can't just

up and leave.

Grace is in school.

- She's in kindergarten, Wendy.

What's she gonna miss?

Besides, she'll be happy

anywhere,

as long as she's with you.

- Wait.

So what, you're just

gonna stay here

and run the store by yourself?

- Don't you worry about me.

I'll be fine.

Wendy, I know how much

your father meant to you.

But the store...

Can't keep him alive forever.

Oh! Grace!

Grace!

- Okay, let's get you snug

as a frog in a bog.

- Mommy, do you ever get sad?

- About what, sweetie?

- About not being married,

like the other mommies.

How could I ever be sad

when I have you?

Listen...

Christmas is three weeks away.

How would you like to go

on a big adventure?

- Yeah.

- to the city.

And we'll be back by Christmas.

- Mm-hmm.

- okay.

You sleep now, and I'll tell you

all about it at breakfast.

Say good night, Gracie.

- Good night, Gracie.

- I just need a little bit

more money.

- Well, the store I work at

is hiring for the holidays.

- Okay, that's amazing.

So give me your address,

and we'll just take the bus?

- Oh, I can't believe it.

I'm just so excited.

You're coming to the city!

- Me too.

Hey, Angie, congratulations

again on your show.

- Aw, thank you, sweetie.

I'll see you soon.

- Okay. bye.

- Bye.

I'll go, dad,

and when I get back,

I promise I'll have the money

to save the store.

- There's one, mom.

- Good.

- Off-duty, lady. Sorry.

- Mommy, look. There's Santa.

- Oh, yeah. Here you go. Oh!

Here you go. Sorry. Come on.

- Merry Christmas.

340. we did it.

What do you want?

- Excuse me. Sorry... oh!

- There you are!

I heard the buzzer but my

entry buzzer's been broken.

- Hi.

- look at you, Grace.

- Angie!

- you're so big!

Come in, come in, come in.

Get you warm.

I got that. I'll take that.

With so many cabs in the city,

you'd think it'd be easy

to catch one,

but it's almost like

they ignore you.

Sometimes I've practically had

to throw myself

in front of one.

All right, here we are.

Home sweet home.

- Ooh...

- isn't it great.

It's so much bigger

than my last apartment.

- Wow, I love it.

- And it has a bath,

not just a shower.

- Great.

- Where's your Christmas tree?

- Oh, I don't have one.

Trying to preserve

the environment.

- No tree?

- You two will shack up

- in the bedroom.

- Hooray!

- Wait, no, we can't take

your bedroom.

- Well, I just bought

this pull-out couch,

and I have been dying

to try it out,

- so I insist.

- Are you sure?

'Cause we don't want

to put you out.

- I am so thrilled to have

someone from back home!

And the best part is

you get to see me

in my new musical.

- Ooh.

- you're gonna come, right?

- Of course we're coming.

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