Noel

[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.

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