'Tis the Season for Love Page #3

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I'm really glad

that they're not.

Yeah.

So we're good?

We're good.

Good.

Good!

[Chuckles]

Good.

Ah. Yes.

There he is.

Glass?

Oh! Over this way.

[]

[Beth]:

And now you're the fire chief.

Yeah, I'd set these

little fires in the backyard,

I'd grab the hose,

and I'd put them out.

I remember that!

You set Barry's treehouse

on fire.

Well, everyone

has a dream, right?

And look at us.

We are living ours.

You're in New York...

And I...

Am rescuing cats from trees.

[Laughs]

So, what's it like being

in a real Broadway show?

Uh... it's more like

off-Broadway.

Well, how far

off Broadway?

Mm. Hoboken,

New Jersey.

[Laughing]

Come on... Beth.

I know we haven't

seen each other in a while,

but we used to be

pretty tight.

What's really going on?

[Sighing heavily]

I just...

I got to New York

and I thought that I would

have a career by Friday.

It's not like that.

It's a building process.

It's a lot of pounding

the pavement.

Nothing worthwhile

is ever that easy.

If it were,

any old dope

could do it.

I mean,

I could do it.

Except I really don't

think I could do it.

[Laughs]

But you...

[Balls clacking]

Well, you were always

extraordinary.

We had no doubt

that you would make it.

The thing is,

in New York City,

every single girl

at every single

open casting call

is the "extraordinary" girl

from her hometown.

We're, like, a dime a dozen

there.

Nothing but

extraordinary women?

Yeah, I've got

to go to New York.

So, it didn't

work out with Melinda.

I imagine

there's no shortage

of dating

options here.

I date...

Here and there.

But I just haven't

really found anyone

that I've clicked with.

Maybe I'm too picky.

What about you?

Is there a man in New York

that is eagerly

awaiting your return?

Mm, I've had a boyfriends

over the years,

but same thing,

nothing...

Nothing clicked.

Nothing felt...

Like Barry?

No. Nothing felt right.

I just threw myself

in my career.

There's this part.

It could really

change everything.

[Thumps pool table]

To getting it right.

To getting it right.

Could we

give you a ride?

Oh, no,

it's such a nice night,

I think I'm going to walk.

Well, let's

do this again

before you go back

to New York.

Yes. Definitely.

You guys drive safe.

-Will do. Good night.

-Good night.

[Cell phone chiming]

Bill.

Please tell me

you have good news for me.

Uh... [sighing] I don't.

I'm really sorry, Beth,

but you did not

get the Mamet show.

I mean, it came down to you

and just one other girl,

but... they--

they went with her.

[Bill clears his throat]

Listen, Sweetheart,

you're a terrific actress--

very talented,

and you know

I wish you only the best,

but...

I'm afraid we're not going to

be able to do this anymore.

I-- I got to let you go.

Beth, I just--

I really don't think

I'm the right agent

for you anymore. You know?

But hey, we--

we tried. Right?

Uh, ah...

I know the timing is bad.

Again, I'm really, really sorry.

Bill, please, I need an agent.

Don't do this to me.

It's already done, Beth.

But good luck to you, okay,

sweetheart?

Really. 'Kay?

[]

He can't be the only

agent in New York.

Ah, he's not, but

he's a really good one,

and they're hard

to come by,

and in this business,

nobody wants you

until everybody wants you,

but at that point,

who needs 'em?

Yeah... it's the same

in the fire business.

Yeah,

I can only imagine

how competitive

it must be.

[Chuckles]

Listen, Beth,

I need to ask you--

how come you cut things off

with all of us?

No phone calls,

no visits.

We were all so close.

I didn't mean to,

Dean. You know?

I just got swept up

in my new life.

I had every intention

of coming back,

once I had

something to share.

The last day

with Barry was hard.

All right, look.

Neither of you

were willing

to give up your lives

to live someone else's.

That's no one's fault.

Can you hold on a sec?

There's something

I have to do.

Sure. I'll wait

right here.

Okay.

[]

How'd you know I wasn't

going to get that part?

Oh, you didn't

get it?

You told me

I wasn't going to get it.

No, I said "if you don't,"

but that was

a potential outcome.

I'm sorry to hear that

it happened that way.

Well... [sighing]

I didn't get it,

and I'm probably never

going to get the part,

and I don't know

what I'm supposed to do.

Nothing's working out

as it should.

I had two options.

One was to stay in Kern

with Barry,

and the other was to go

to New York City,

and both of those

are completely a bust.

So you think leaving

was the wrong choice?

I would say so.

Here.

What is this?

It's a key...

Maybe to the answers

you're looking for.

I want you

to have it.

Why?

Because that

was your wish--

answers.

Now, what would

you like to know?

What my life would be like

if I never left for New York?

[Chuckling]

Well, then, okay.

Ask yourself...

And maybe

you'll have the answer.

-Good night.

-Good night.

[]

So, what was that all about?

Just one more little

Christmas wish to make.

Well, Santa's always good

for granting a wish or two.

Hope so.

Come on,

I'll walk you home.

[]

[Beth sighs]

What is that smell?

Oh, my mom is super-busy

at the bakery this time of year,

so her assistant's there.

She's here using the oven.

50 orders of gingerbread.

Gingerbread is very popular

this time of year.

50 cookies?

Uh, no, 50 orders,

a dozen each.

Want one?

I don't want to eat all your

profits, but yeah, I do, badly.

Mom, I'm back!

Dean Hubert!

Did you come here

to help us bake?

I... don't know.

Did I? Beth lured me in

with the promise of gingerbread.

Oh, then I taught her right.

Okay, you two.

Into the kitchen,

put on an apron.

I am exhausted.

I'm going upstairs

to have a hot bubble bath

and recharge.

Huh.

What's this?

Oh, it's a welcome home gift

from a friend.

Cute.

Chop-chop. No snacking.

[]

-[Dean chuckles]

-Sorry.

[]

[Beth, laughing] Okay.

You know what?

This one's never going

to pass quality control.

Let me see.

Hmm.

Yeah. Mm.

That's bad.

You know, you should just

give me all the terrible ones

and I'll dispose

of them properly.

Stop.

Right, so how many

have we done? 86?

No.

56?

Mm-mm.

I could've sworn we were

in the triple digits.

Uh, not even close.

Well, actually--

no, that's not true.

[Laughing] Sorry.

I hope she's enjoying

her relaxing bubble bath

while we're down here

slaving away.

[Loudly] I hope you're enjoying

your bubble bath!

[Mom]:
Why,

yes, I am!

[Dean laughs]

You Baker ladies

sure are something.

[Laughing]

It's nice to see

you smiling, Beth.

Yeah, tonight's

been a lot of fun.

I mean,

don't get me wrong,

I am still bummed

about the Mamet play,

but I am

just so tired

of fighting

against my life.

What are you

fighting against?

What is, and what

I think should be.

Those two things

are in disagreement.

But... I'm letting it go.

I love Christmas,

it's my favorite

time of year,

and I'm here,

I'm home...

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