A Madea Christmas

- Okay. Are we doing...

- Hi.

- How are you?

- I'm not comin' out there.

It's only a day and a half of work,

and you gonna be making $150.

- I look like a damn fool.

- I'm gonna come in.

Okay. One, two, thre...

You better stop it.

Eileen, you come in on three.

You don't say, "One, two," and come in.

You say, "Three." Then you come in.

Look at you. You are

dressed for success.

I look like the whole

damn red-light district.

I ain't had nothing like this

on since I was on that pole.

Ooh. Well, just think of this as

another pole. The North Pole.

They don't make it

rain at the North Pole.

At my age, I can't

get no rain nowhere.

I get a little drizzle,

but them quarters hurt.

No, no, no. Well, this is beautiful.

Just think of this as a little

extra money for you and Cora.

Honey, I don't buy Cora

nothing for Christmas.

I ain't bought her nothing

since she was seven years old.

- You're kidding.

- That's right.

Cora asked me for some money

for some dolls named Starz.

I couldn't afford it.

She just wanted them Starz.

So all day Christmas,

she made me feel bad.

That night, Christmas dinner,

she's still sitting at the table crying.

I knocked the hell out of her.

You know what happened?

She saw stars. And she never

asked me for another gift.

- You are dreadful. Yes, you are.

- The truth.

- I can't do this, Eileen.

- Yes, you can. Stop.

- Now, just smile.

- Okay. I'm smiling.

Now, you should see...

Come over here.

I gotta take you where you working.

You should see the lovely gifts

I bought for my daughter.

- How she doing?

- Oh, she is excellent.

You know she went to New

York to get a degree...

got her master's and up and

moved to Alabama of all places.

- What the hell she move to Alabama for?

- Who knows.

Anyway, she took a little job there in

some little, small school, you know.

She says she wants to start a farm.

- A farm? What she starting a farm for?

- I don't know. I don't know.

But anyway, you know she got

tons of offers down here in Atlanta.

But she didn't want to,

so what can you do?

- Maybe she's trying to get away from you.

- You better stop that.

- Where we going?

- My daughter loves me.

Round yon Virgin Mother...

- Was that you singing?

- No, ma'am.

There's no one else in there,

Bailey McCoy.

Come on. Walk with me.

You're late again.

I'm sorry.

- I'm gonna have to talk to your parents.

- No.

I just woke up late.

I'll be here on time. I promise.

Budget cuts, budget cuts.

All right. Go on in class.

- We'll talk about this later. Okay?

- Okay.

And your singing.

I'm not gonna come in

here and listen to this.

All right, people!

Now, we may have to cancel

the Christmas Jubilee this year.

- No way!

- We don't have the budget!

Mayor, you hold on right there.

All right? Now, I grew

"poinsetters" for this.

Poinsettias.

- That's what I said.

- No, you didn't.

If this Christmas

Jubilee don't happen...

what am I gonna do with

all them "poinsetters"?

- Poinsettias.

- Stop. Do I look stupid?

- Tanner, I understand.

- No, sir...

with all due respect,

I don't think you do.

Since they built that dam upriver,

we've been barely surviving.

Between that and the drought...

managed to put most of

our crops out of business.

We need this Christmas Jubilee

to happen. You hear me?

We don't have the money.

I talked to the city council, didn't I?

You did, Your Honor.

He talked to him. I heard him.

- Take it out of the school.

- Hold on, Tanner McCoy.

We've already cut

the school's budget...

and as principal,

I have to draw the line.

We have four teachers

teaching several classes.

If we cut back more, we'll not be

able to finish the school year.

I don't care.

Somebody has to do something.

We have to have this

Christmas Jubilee.

It helps too many people around here

make enough money just to stay open.

We don't have the budget!

When we elected you as mayor,

you said you would help us!

I know. I'm sorry.

Folks around here don't take too kindly

to politicians not keeping their word.

You keep putting all these good people

against the wall and see what happens.

Come on, fellas. Geez.

- This is ridiculous.

- Absolutely.

- You believe that guy?

- That was unpleasant.

Yes, it was.

- This is where you'll be working.

- Okay.

Okay? Have you ever

done sales before?

- Yes, I sold trees.

- Christmas trees?

When you smoke 'em, they make

you feel like it's Christmas.

If you don't stop that nasty talk.

Stop it. I mean,

where goods were exchanged.

I was exchanging my

goodies back in the day.

Yes, indeed.

- I got to bring...

- On the black market.

- I got to bring you back to church.

- You ain't bringing me to no church.

I ain't goin' to no church.

The devil is a lie.

- And you still married to him.

- Honey, honey...

- Speak of the devil, listen. Listen.

- What, what, what?

- Y'all want me to work the register?

- No, no.

- Other people take...

- You sure?

You have to be bonded for that job.

If I took the register,

I'd be bonded out.

Okay. Yeah. No, no, no, no.

Listen, let's go over a little quick

review of what you're supposed to do.

- You teach me.

- You're supposed to direct the customers...

when they ask you for something,

and you can refer to this.

Okay? Now,

kitchenware is on the fifth floor.

- Kitchenware, fifth floor.

- Yes.

- Women's apparel is on the second...

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