A Nanny for Christmas Page #6

- Please let him in.

- Of course, Miss Ryland.

It's in my bedroom.

Thank you.

Man on TV:

The laser beam, jumpin' jolly!

Man #2:

Quick, to the getaway sleigh.

Donner, Blitzen...

- Justin.

- Hey, I hope I'm not disturbing you.

No, not at all.

What's up?

I was wondering if you

wanted to come over tonight.

You know, make it up to you

for cutting out early.

We could watch some

old Christmas movies,

- eat candy canes.

- That sounds great.

- Um, I'll- I'll see you then.

- All right, see you tonight.

Okay.

I need to hide.

Why?

I'll explain everything later.

I know, it's a tough door.

Just don't tell him

I'm here.

Okay.

Samantha, hey.

Yeah, it's not here.

What do you mean, "It's not here"?

Of course it's there. Look again.

I looked.

The right side?

The bed's right?

The other one.

All right, I'll check the other side.

I'll check.

Wait wait wait wait.

All right, I got it.

I'm on my way.

Is he gone?

- Yeah.

- Yeah.

I'm gonna let you guys in

on a little secret, okay?

Justin and I

have been dating.

Gross.

He's cute.

Very. But you have to promise me

you won't tell your mother.

- Why?

- It's complicated.

Because Justin and I both

work for your mother,

it's a conflict of interest.

Just promise me you won't

say anything.

- Promise.

- Jackie?

But why can't you tell him

you're our nanny?

I just can't right now.

Are you afraid he won't like you?

Lying is bad.

It's just a little white lie.

Mother says there's no such thing

as a little white lie.

Santa's gonna put you on the top

of his naughty list.

Santa will understand.

Do you want some ice cream?

Boing boing boing boing!

- Tag!

- Tag, you're it.

- Ally! Ally! Ally! Ally!

- You're supposed to freeze.

Ally, Ally, come on, let's dance.

- Ally, Ally!

- Come on, Ally. Come on.

- What is it?

- What's what?

Something's bothering you.

I can tell.

Is it Justin?

No. It's just that

Justin and your mom

have a really important

meeting coming up

and I want everything

to go really well.

- Then help them.

- I wish I could.

Anyways, enough about me.

Jonas, why don't you read us a story?

"'Twas the night before Christmas... "

Mother used to read us this story.

Remember, Jonas?

And Dad used to sneak us

chocolate candy canes.

Hang on, what-

what did you say?

Dad used to sneak us

chocolate candy canes.

Mother has read us this story?

You know what?

My mother used to

do the exact same thing.

Wait, start reading it again.

"'Twas the night before Christmas,

when all through the house

Not a creature was stirring,

not even a mouse. "

"The stockings were hung by

the chimney with care,

In hopes that St. Nicholas

soon would be there;

The children were nestled all

snug in their beds,

While visions of sugar-plums

danced in their heads. "

You guys are geniuses! Oh!

Thank you.

# Joy to the world,

the Lord is come... #

# Let earth receive her king... #

Justin:
Hello?

Ally:
Hey, Justin, I've got

something big to tell you.

I'll meet you outside

your apartment in 10 minutes.

Yeah, okay.

# And heaven and heaven

and nature sing... #

- Hi.

- Hey!

Sorry.

I have an idea

that'll save Donner.

Listen, it's kinda late.

You asked me to weave some magic.

Let me weave some magic.

All right, what do you got?

One word:
Christmas.

Seems kind of obvious,

doesn't it?

Think about it:
Danny Donner

isn't just selling chocolates;

they're selling memories

of Christmas youth.

I mean, everyone young and old

always remembers

the magic

that Christmas brings-

the anticipation,

the joy, the love.

With every bite of

Danny Donner Chocolates,

you get to relive those memories

over and over again.

It's pretty good.

What was the first thing you said

about, uh, memories and-

This is unbelievable.

Nothing.

Justin.

- I got it.

- Where have you been?

- I have been trying to call you.

- I know.

- You can't leave Danny Donner-

- I came up with the perfect pitch.

I've been working

on it all night.

We've been working on

the pitch for days.

I know.

This is a winner. Trust me.

You're three and a half

minutes late.

I know, Mr. Donner. I'm sorry.

LA traffic.

It takes 45 minutes

to go five miles in this town.

You should know that, son.

Hell, I once herded an elephant from

the outskirts of Johannesburg

to the city center in less time

than it would take you

to go from the valley to the hills.

That's why I hate coming to this town

unless I absolutely have to.

But enough chit-chat.

Why don't you tell me how your company

is gonna help me

sell more chocolate?

Danny Donner isn't

selling chocolate.

Ha! And we're done.

Danny Donner is selling

the memories of Christmas youth.

Everyone both young and old

remembers the magic that

Christmas brought into their lives-

the anticipation, the love, the joy.

And with every bite

of Danny Donner Chocolates,

those memories can be relived

over and over again,

coupled with a timeless poem

we all know and love.

A poem?

I like- I like poems.

All right, I'm listening.

Go on.

People will be brought back

to the magic of their childhood.

And they'll want to share

that experience with their kids.

It's an interesting concept,

but how do you propose

we execute that?

With a little bit of creativity.

"'Twas the night before Christmas,

when all through the house

Not a creature was stirring,

not even a mouse;

The stockings were hung

by the chimney with care,

In hopes... " they were filled

with Danny Donner chocolate bears.

The kids-

the kids nestled all snug in their bed,

while visions of Danny Donner

candy canes danced in their heads.

That's it?

That's it.

Well, I like it.

Perfect for next Christmas.

Now get on Valentine's Day.

You got the job.

- Oh my God. You did it.

- I did it. I did it well.

You did it so well.

And you would have been

so fired if you hadn't.

- Thank you. Thank you very much.

- That's a promise.

I can't believe he won

everybody over with my pitch.

But that was the goal,

wasn't it?

To save Donner

and everybody's job?

Yeah, but I didn't think

it'd actually work.

Look, you should be happy.

After all, this proves you do have

what it takes.

It proves Samantha wrong.

Yeah, but what about me?

I'm still just a nanny.

Oh, is that why you did this?

For you?

No.

Maybe.

I don't know.

Well, you'd better think about it.

Justin:

So I was thinking,

I want you to be my date

for the annual Christmas party.

Uh, well, what about

Samantha's rule

about not mixing business

with personal?

Yeah, I just saved the woman's company.

I think she'll get over it.

Besides, since when

is work personal?

I don't know. I just- you know how

Samantha is about her rules.

You don't want to go with me?

- Of course I do.

- Then I'll pick you up at 8:00.

I-

You know what?

I have a meeting right before.

- Why don't I just meet you at the party?

- All right, sold.

So I'm gonna go get a pretzel and a soda.

Do you want anything?

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