The Family Stone

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This is Meredith.

This isn't a popularity contest.

I don't care if it's the Friday before Christmas.

She'll have Monday off.

Look, the bottom line is there's no way I'm

letting that report go without having seen it.

All right, get Rebecca to reach Ken.

He should be on the ground by now.

You tell him, forward his file...

She's gonna have to change her reservation.

Hold on, I've got another call. Don't leave.

This is Meredith. Terrific.

All right, I'm gonna call you back.

I said... Don't leave.

No, no, no. I said I'd call you back.

- Thank you.

- Combine the files, I'll look over...

Everett, Everett.

Is that for Amy? The red one.

I'll look them over,

but tell her to tell the printers to...

No, no. You know, forget it.

Wait. I'm gonna call you back.

- The red one, please.

- Red?

Yeah, that's perfect.

Merry Christmas.

Mom.

Merry Christmas.

Boys.

Boys? Patrick.

We hit traffic.

You look so good.

Wait, Patrick, I found another recipe

on the gourmet site this morning.

Well, it better not be for onions. I emailed you

my mother's recipe this morning.

- Mom, where's Everett?

- He promised me they'd be here by dinner.

Did you hear from Ben?

We didn't know when his flight was in.

Well, of course.

He missed both morning flights.

Honey, we're in here.

Millie's famous brownies.

So sweet of her.

- Thaddeus.

- Dad.

- Patrick.

- Hey.

Merry Christmas.

Sorry.

- You don't have to be nervous.

- I'm not.

They'll love you.

- I hate her.

- Amy.

- What?

- Generosity. Generosity of spirit.

- Thank you.

- You're gonna get me in trouble.

- I thought no one had met the girl.

- No. I was in New York in October...

That's right, that young man.

What was his name? How's that going?

- Kelly.

- Sorry.

- So, you had dinner with them.

- So, she is a total phony.

She's completely uptight.

She dragged us to this stiff restaurant,

she talked the entire time. I mean...

- You just wait.

- What?

She's got this incredibly grotesque

throat-clearing tic. It's like...

- It's like she's digging for clams.

- Make way for ducklings.

- Susannah, honey.

- Susannah.

- Hi, sweetie.

- Grandma.

Look at this.

Hi. Long trip. I gotta pee.

God, you're huge.

- Granddaughter.

- Grandpa.

Hi, sweetheart. How are you?

- Is Everett here yet?

- Amy was just telling us all about Meredith.

She's a throat-clearer.

- Sybil, why do you encourage her?

- Well, Amy never likes anyone.

Patrick.

I love you.

That took years.

So, you got her on the phone once, right?

- A little curt.

- She didn't do that throat thing?

What are you talking about?

I have to pee. When's Ben getting here?

They're here.

Ready?

- They're all watching, you know.

- They?

Kelly'll be out in a minute

and he'll bring us in.

- Everett.

- Dad.

Hi.

I told you. Did I tell you?

Yeah.

Hello.

Hi.

How are you?

Thad. Meredith. Meredith, this is Thad.

Oh, yes. Thaddeus.

Hello. I'm Meredith.

I've heard so much about you.

- And this is Patrick.

- Hello.

- Hello.

- Hello.

- Why is she shouting?

- You remember Amy, right?

Amy. Yes. Merry Christmas.

- You remember me, right? The mother.

- That's right.

And this is Sybil. Mom, this is Meredith.

Hello. You have a lovely home.

All the better to entertain you, my dear.

Well, welcome.

- Merry Christmas. Welcome to our home.

- Mom, don't overdo it.

- What am I overdoing?

- Hi.

Welcome. I'm Susannah, and this is Elizabeth.

You have nice shoes.

Thank you.

- All right. Let me get a picture, please.

- Picture time.

Family photo.

- Just move in.

- Stand in front of your mother.

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