A Christmas Wish Page #2
( laughing )
True.
Martha.
I haven't heard
an old-fashioned name
like that in a while.
It was my
grandmother's name.
It's a derivation of Mary,
you know.
Mother Mary
at Christmastime.
Maybe the mother part.
So is Trudy having a hard time
keeping this place open ?
Well, when the economy tanks,
people don't eat out as much.
Yeah, it's
a small town, huh ?
Phone book has one page.
Wow, what about
the regulars ?
They keep the place
going.
I met the Carnes.
Mm-hmm.
They seem like
really nice people.
Oh, all our regulars are,
if you don't count Les.
Les ?
McCallum, local cattleman.
Cranky ?
Babies are cranky,
Les is miserable,
like an old hamburger patty
fizzing and sputtering
in his own grease.
Ew.
Ugh.
Who else should
I look out for ?
Joe Hopkins.
Oh, yeah,
he's miserable, too ?
No, just the opposite.
Hey.
Okay.
You probably want coffee.
Hot chocolate, actually.
Okay.
Here you go.
Thank you.
Oh, can I get you
anything else ?
( Lola )
And a piece of
lemon meringue pie.
Coming right up.
How is it ?
I have no idea.
Can I get a fork ?
Oh, yeah.
Fork ?
( woman )
Mrs. Evans ?
Carol Ann Bullington from
over at the motel.
Owen's wife.
Yeah, what can
I do for you ?
There's been
a little problem,
kind of an accident
in your room.
Are the kids okay ?
Kids are fine.
Best you come see
for yourself.
Um, Lola, I gotta go,
something's come up.
Who's gonna pay
for this ?
What is it ?
What happened ?
What happened ?
I'll tell you
what happened.
The toilet overflowed
and you ruined my carpet.
Oh.
It's worth probably...
No, it ain't.
You told me you was gonna
rip it out next week.
Not now, Carol Ann.
Are you trying to take
advantage of this nice lady ?
Ain't happening, Owen.
That boy...
is not old enough to
take care of 'em.
Now you find
someone who can,
or I will throw out
the lot of you !
The only thing you're gonna
throw out is your belly.
a cement mixer.
Good night, Owen.
Good night, Carol Ann.
His bark is worse
than his bite.
Where am I gonna
find a sitter
that will work
late and for cheap ?
I got a stepdaughter,
Jeanie.
She's about 16.
I'll-- I'll see
if she can do it.
Really ?
Don't worry.
It'll be all right.
Good night, honey.
Thank you.
Sleep tight.
How-- how does
a three-year-old
get all that in there ?
She's stronger
than she looks.
Didn't you put her
to sleep ?
Yeah, she just
didn't... stay there.
In my office now.
You, out.
Miles...
she was your
responsibility.
She's l-l-like
a ninja baby.
She was asleep when I--
Fell asleep ?
Yeah.
Look, I know
you were tired,
but babies, they get up in
the middle of the night
and it's my fault
for not having a crib,
but...
you really need to be
more cautious
with your little sister.
She's not my sister !
Half-sister, then.
If we would have
stayed home
and wa-wa-wa--
and waited for Dad,
this would not have
happened !
No, if we had stayed home,
He's not coming back, Miles--
I'm sorry-- ever.
I hate this !
I hate you
for doing this !
( Mel coughing )
You were listening ?
Hearing.
There's a difference.
( Miles )
None of your business.
You aren't even my sisters !
Fine.
Be that way.
( owl hooting )
It'll be okay, Mama.
Oh.
You should be in bed,
sweetie.
God won't forget us at
Christmas.
No, no.
Not you.
a long time ago.
No, he doesn't
work like that.
worry a while,
until you get some faith,
and then later,
you believe in Him.
See ?
Only you gotta
pray, though.
Oh.
I don't think I'm very good
at that, either.
That's the easy part.
You don't have to be,
you just have to do it.
How did you
get so smart ?
Always have been.
You'll see.
This will be
the best Christmas ever.
I love you.
I love you, too,
baby girl.
Can't we w-wait
No, because I want you
to get to know your teachers
before the term starts.
And the kids.
Yeah.
That's what worries me.
Look, Miles.
This is a chance
for you to start over.
It doesn't have to be like
it was before, okay ?
They'll make
fun of me.
The way I look,
the way I talk.
Look.
You need to stand up
for yourself.
You need to be
proud of who you are.
When you show
them that...
they'll respect you.
They'd respect me more
if I was a karate master.
But you're not.
You are you.
And you are someone
worth knowing.
Just show them that.
Whatever.
Promise ?
It won't do any good.
Then again, it might.
Let's go.
First and last ?
How much is that ?
Is it furnished,
by any chance ?
Would you consider
any less ?
Okay.
That's out.
Would you consider
any less ?
That's okay, all right.
That's out.
Yes, I'm calling about
the house
that you have for rent.
Three children
and one adult.
No, no pets.
That's out.
Well, we just moved here
and we're not settled, so...
Okay.
Oh, man.
Okay.
Do you want something
to eat, baby ?
Here, come here.
Let's hug.
You go to sleep.
( giggling )
Oh, my gosh, Lilee.
Oh, my gosh !
You are a ninja baby.
Oh, what a mess.
Heard you had some
trouble last night.
Oh, hi.
I did, but, um,
everything's okay.
Glad-- glad to hear it.
Are you always on duty ?
No, I just
started a shift.
It's the afternoon.
I'm sorry, it sounds like
I was grilling you.
Were you ?
No, I mean, I just...
Just met you
at 3:
00 a.m.and now I'm seeing you again,
and so it just seems like...
I don't know,
like you're always working.
Not always.
I'm sure your wife
wouldn't like that anyway.
Yeah, no,
she wouldn't.
If I had one.
Oh.
That's life.
I guess it's not always
like the brochure, right ?
No, no.
( sighing )
Um, are you
gonna stay here ?
At the motel ?
I hope not.
I'm sort of hoping to find
but it doesn't look like
that's gonna happen.
There's not
a lot out there.
Did you talk to
Don Meyer ?
Who ?
Oh, he's the local property
manager.
I'm sure he can find
something in your price range.
You mean
I'm sure he can
find something.
He's got
special help, you know ?
No.
Right.
He's-- he's the local pastor
as well.
Oh, well.
Doubt he'd like to help
a heathen like me.
I haven't been to
church since I was ten.
Gotta help heathens
once in a while
or he wouldn't
have a congregation.
Yeah.
I can ask him to drop by
the cafe if you want.
I would
appreciate that, yeah.
Thank you.
You're welcome.
Um, it's--
Martha.
Right.
Evans.
Now we're formally
introduced.
Yes, we are.
I guess today's
my lucky day.
Thanks to you, everything's
coming my way.
You know,
in my line of work,
if it's going your
direction,
you're in the wrong lane.
That's true.
Yeah, that's
a really bad cop joke.
Um, I'm gonna--
I'm gonna go.
Thanks.
Same here.
Wouldn't mind
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