Christmas With The Kranks

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We should get moving. Got a big day.

Okay.

Sunday after Thanksgiving,

the busiest travel day of the year.

Can you remind me again, Blair,

why you're traveling today?

The year will fly by.

I'll be home next Christmas.

-I love you, Mommy.

-Sweetheart.

Enough of this. She's going to be fine.

Daddy.

I love you.

Bye, honey.

Love you.

I love you.

Think she'll be okay?

-She'll be better than okay.

-I meant in Peru. In the jungle.

Please stop worrying about this, okay?

The Peace Corps is not going to send her

someplace that's dangerous.

Just won't be the same.

What won't?

Christmas.

Did I tell you I'm doing dessert

for the art lunch tomorrow...

and I need a couple things from Chip's.

Here's a spot. Right there.

I need white chocolate and pistachios.

-I didn't bring the umbrella.

-I need that stuff from Chip's.

I didn't bring the umbrella.

-Well, I still need it.

-It's gonna have to wait.

-Look, you stay in the car, and I'll get a--

-I'll go.

Look, it's just sprinkling.

Listen, don't forget:

Dixon's white chocolate, one-pound bar...

and March Brothers pistachios.

Okay.

You could use an umbrella!

I just need some white chocolate.

What's the matter?

I just talked to Blair.

She called from the plane.

She called from the airplane?

Do you have any idea

how much it costs to call from an airplane?

-How is she?

-She's fine. She misses us.

-I'm standing over there. I can't--

-What? You didn't get the white chocolate.

They didn't have any.

Did you talk to Rex?

-Who's Rex?

-The butcher.

As odd as it sounds, I didn't think of asking

the butcher where the chocolate was.

-But I will.

-Thank you.

I'll go talk to Rex right now.

Maybe he'll wonder why I'm all wet.

You sure you don't need a--

-Buddy, can I get one of those?

-Sure. Thanks.

I really think you need an umbrella!

No! You know why I don't want one

of your stupid umbrellas? Because l--

Because I couldn't get any wetter!

Morning, Luther.

Hi, Mr. Krank.

Morning, Mr. Krank.

It'll be so different this Christmas,

won't it, Luther?

Yes, it will be so different.

Nothing will be the same.

For the first time in 23 years,

Blair won't be here.

Might even get depressing.

Lot of depression at Christmas, you know?

Yeah, well....

I would just love to forget about it.

What are you looking at?

Why are you looking at me like that?

Finish your pasta.

I'm finished with my pasta.

It's you I'm not finished with.

I'll be right back.

-You wait right there.

-Okay.

Luther?

What are you doing?

It's not even Saturday night.

-I have an idea.

-Yeah?

A brilliant idea.

Make sure you shut the curtains.

All right.

Come over here. Turn around.

What are you doing? Sit down.

Button up and sit down.

Look at this.

This is a little ledger

of what we spent last year for Christmas.

Look at some of this stuff.

What is this, $63 for ornament repair?

You got to be kidding me. Look at the total.

We spent $6,100 on Christmas last year.

$6,100 on--

I heard you the first time.

-With precious little to show for it.

-Where is this going?

The Caribbean.

A 10-day luxury cruise on The Jubilee.

The most luxurious ship in their fleet.

Cayman Islands.

Snorkeling. We go to Jamaica.

We windsurf, whatever the heck that is.

Look at the picture here.

The Bahamas. We sit in the sun.

-I might have to lose a little weight.

-Heck, I'll lose it for you.

What's the catch?

I wouldn't call it a catch.

We skip Christmas.

We skip Christmas?

We skip Christmas, save the money,

and spend it on us for a change.

I don't know.

Come on, please.

You and I go bask in the Caribbean sun.

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