Angels Sing Page #6

Synopsis: As a child, Michael Walker wished every day could be Christmas. That is, until a tragic accident crushed his holiday spirit. Thirty years later, Michael still can't muster any joy for the holidays, despite encouragement from his playful wife and well-intentioned parents. But when his young son faces a tragedy, Michael needs to make amends with his past. A mysterious man named Nick gives Michael a gift and instills in him the courage to find the joy that he lost.
Genre: Comedy, Drama, Family
Director(s): Tim McCanlies
Production: Lionsgate
 
IMDB:
5.9
Metacritic:
39
Rotten Tomatoes:
23%
PG
Year:
2013
87 min
Website
83 Views


(SIGHING)

Look at me, Michael.

You remember

all those years ago

after it happened,

you remember what your

father said to you?

Morning, noon, and night

for months on end, you remember

what your father said?

"Michael, it wasn't

your fault."

He only said that

'cause he had to.

Oh, Michael.

You're a smart man.

Who was it who gave you

and your brother

those skates? Hmm?

Right.

(EXHALING SHARPLY)

Go get some air.

(CHILDREN LAUGHING)

(PEOPLE TALKING INDISTINCTLY)

NICK:
(SINGING)

Amazing grace

How sweet the sound

That saved a wretch like me

I once was lost

but now I am found

And I was blind,

but now I see

Twas grace that taught

my heart to fear

And grace my fears relieved

How precious did

that grace appear

the hour that

I first believed

An amazing grace

How sweet the sound

That saved a wretch

like me

I once was lost

but now I am found

And I was blind

but now I see

You leaving already?

You didn't stay

in there too long.

That's the most time I've

spent in church in a while.

Well hop in.

Let me take you

to another little

place of worship.

You're gonna love it.

Hey you ain't gonna

miss me this Christmas

No, you don't

give a damn where I am

I'm stuck in county jail

in Minneapolis

Just waiting' on my

Christmas beans and ham

Like the jailbird

that misses his jailer

And the warden'd

miss us if he let us go

Hey, you miss me just like

they miss mistletoe

on Death Row.

That's right

House of worship?

Wait till you

taste the brisket.

It's a religious experience.

Hey, Ray.

Howdy, Nick. I haven't seen

you in here since breakfast.

- Give us some of everything.

- All right.

You know, Nick, I'm

really not that hungry.

I should probably

be heading home.

What's that? You say

you're not hungry?

Oh, come on, Michael. For once in

your life have a little faith!

- Wow!

- Hmm...

It's really good.

Thank you, sweetie.

Just like

they miss mistletoe

on Death Row

DALE:
Ha! Ha!

- (APPLAUSE)

- Oh, thank you very much. Appreciate that.

Hey, Nick!

How 'bout sitting' in?

Hey, Dale.

Thanks, maybe later.

Okay, I gotcha.

Let's take a break, boys.

I thought we had

an understanding.

What do you mean?

You promised not to paint

the house pink, remember?

Paint the house pink?

Christmas lights.

Not a one.

It's not really living up to the

neighborhood standards, now.

Can I ask you a question?

Does this really

make sense to you?

People celebrating

the birth of Jesus

by seeing how many lights that

they can cram onto their houses?

Come on, man. I mean,

doesn't that sound

like a bunch of...

Horse hockey? Yeah.

Horse hockey.

Maybe it is

a lot of horse hockey.

I guess it depends

on the way you look at it.

Well, how else

are you gonna look at it?

Um, well...

What ties a family together?

It's not the blood. It's not

having the same last name.

It's the memories.

Well I have plenty

of bad memories.

Well there's nothing

you can do about those.

But you do have a say-so

over the good ones.

Let's eat!

DALE:
(SINGING)

Christmas time in Texas

Leaves are on the ground.

Christmas time in Texas

You know where I'll be found

Home with Dad and Mom

Smell the evergreen

Almost didn't recognize

the old home place.

It looks a little bit...

Dark?

Sticks out like a missing

tooth in a big smile, huh?

Christmas lights.

You sure you got enough lights?

- Now, if you need lights...

- (LAUGHING)

No, no, please.

I got plenty of lights, man.

I got...

I got plenty of 'em.

Yeah.

You got more important things

to be thinking about, anyway.

I'm sorry about your son.

But don't forget.

Memories are what

ties a family together

down through the generations.

And memories are the greatest

gift a father can give his son.

The last gift my dad gave me

was a box of Christmas lights.

You sure about that?

You better take another look.

Thanks, Nick. You got it.

(INAUDIBLE)

(LAUGHING) Oh, come on.

(SIGHS)

GRIFFIN AND KAT:
(SINGING)

Christmas time is here

Happiness and cheer

Olden times

and ancient rhymes

of love and dreams to share

Sleigh bells in the air

Beauty everywhere

Yuletide by the fireside

and joyful memories there

Christmas time is here

We'll be drawing near

Oh, that we could always see

such spirit through the year

Sleigh bells in the air

Beauty everywhere

Yuletide by the fireside

and joyful memories there

Christmas time is here

Happiness and cheer

Fun for all

that children call

their favorite time of year

Christmas time is here

Christmas time is here

Hey, Griffin. Uh...

Can I borrow a ladder?

(LAUGHS)

Michael?

The girl at the grocery

She's pretty and seems nice

but she looks

right through me

with eyes cold as ice

She never answers...

Hey!

Hey!

What are you doing'?

I'm hanging lights.

I see that.

You wanna come down

and talk about it?

I'm all right.

Okay.

Not anything more

You know this is kind of unusual

behavior for you, right?

Totally. (LAUGHING)

Okay.

Okay.

I mean, this is

just nutty, right?

Completely insane.

- (LAUGHING) Okay.

- (LAUGHING)

All right.

Want some help?

But, hey, what could

she mean by that?

Perhaps I'm the fool

she takes me for

Not anything more

(PEOPLE TALKING INDISTINCTLY)

Now each Christmas morning

I sit in my chair

and I look up at the angels

that float through the air

Some look down beside me

Some come to my side

and tell me that Jesus

he said to say hi

(PEOPLE TALKING INDISTINCTLY)

MA:
Well, I never!

Guess this is what happens

when you've

bottled up Christmas

for the last 30 years.

Yeah, and then "whoosh!"

Hey, look what I got!

(SIGHING)

About ready to call

the fire marshal.

Why don't you come inside?

It's cold out.

I'll be back.

Where are you going?

I'll be back.

Where are you going?

(TIRES SCREECHING)

- Where on earth's he going?

- I... I don't know.

I thought he was supposed

to turn the lights on?

You know, I don't think

there's really any explaining

his behavior today.

(INAUDIBLE)

Are you still

having bad dreams?

(THUDDING)

What is that?

(SCRAPING)

I don't know.

Sounds like it's on the roof.

Be right back.

Hey, Maggie!

Ma, y'all hear that?

(PEOPLE CHATTERING

INDISTINCTLY)

What are you looking at?

Burp, Snort and Poot.

Couldn't do it without them.

You know, I learned something

pretty cool from

your grandpa yesterday.

Yesterday?

Yeah.

I was blaming myself.

I was blaming Christmas.

That's about the worst

thing I could do.

Grandpa loved Christmas.

So did your Uncle David.

Remember you were laying

in bed in the hospital

and you asked me,

"Do you think people can still

see us after they die?"

Yeah.

I think they can.

So let's make it

worth their while.

Ready?

Wow, Dad.

You put a lot of

lights up this year.

(LAUGHING)

(PEOPLE TALKING INDISTINCTLY)

They're amazing.

(GASPING) This is

wonderful, Michael.

What do you think, Ma?

And you got the reindeer!

Mike! Santa Claus's gonna have

no trouble finding this house!

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