Christmas Bounty
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- Year:
- 2013
- 90 min
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Jason, Stephanie.
Inside voice and
walking feet, please.
Yes, Miss Bell.
This is great.
Popcorn on a string?
Looking for someone?
James.
- I'm so happy you made it.
- Of course I made it.
Next time, use that
app I showed you...
then you'll see...
if I'm not with you...
I'm always on my way.
So how was the big holiday pageant?
Terrific, if you ignore the fact that two of
the shepherds were picking their noses...
and Mary twisted her
ankle on the dreidel.
- Oh. A Judeo-Christian mishap.
- Heh.
I'm so happy we're spending
Christmas together.
So are you ready for tonight?
The Ballantine Capital Holiday Party
is the social event of the season.
At least to the Ballantines.
I'm still debating on what to wear.
Well, I'm sure whatever you wear,
you will look beautiful.
And my mother will scrutinize your
dress and find it distasteful.
Oh. Sounds like fun. Heh.
It will be, as long
as we're together.
- Come on, I'll show you my classroom.
- Oh.
Good job today. Merry Christmas.
- Bye.
- Bye, everyone. Merry Christmas.
- Miss Bell?
- Oh, Mrs. Low. Wasn't Bobby just darling...?
- I can't find him. I've looked everywhere.
- I'm sure he's here.
Okay, why don't you
check the cubby room?
- I'll look in the classroom.
- Okay.
- I'm sure he's hiding under one of the desks.
- Oh, yeah.
Come on, in the car.
Honey? Heh, you know what?
I think I left my scarf by the manger.
- Will you run and get it?
- Scarf retrieval. Can do.
Thank you, sweetie.
I'll go check on Bobby.
Stop!
Hey!
Miss Bell?
Miss Bell, that's my dad.
He is? You are?
Oh. Oh.
Well, unfortunately, the faculty was informed
your visitation rights have been suspended.
- It's Christmas.
- Bobby, say goodbye to your dad...
- ... and then go find your mom.
- Okay. I love you, Dad.
- Bye, Bobby.
- Bye.
- Do you have a phone?
- Yeah.
You're lucky I'm in the
holiday mood, Mr. Low.
You see, if I call this into the police,
you would be in big trouble.
But if you did,
they'll probably give you a break.
Merry Christmas.
Was he under the desk?
Yep, I know my Bobby.
So you ready to face my parents?
Yes. Wait out front.
Before my mother gets the
chance to berate you...
I have to say you look amazing.
- Flattery will get you everywhere.
- Oh. Heh.
Honey, why is everything so quiet?
This is a party, isn't it?
Don't tell them.
Oh, got it.
Incoming Ballantines at 10 o'clock.
Remember, my parents are old money.
- Establishment. Upper crust.
- Aloof. Arrogant.
- This is gonna be fun. Hi.
- Hi.
- Dad.
- James.
- Oh, darling.
- Mom.
I'd like you to meet Tory Bell.
Hi.
- Told you.
- Well, I'm glad you could join us, Tara.
It's Tory.
Happy holidays.
Not half as happy as yours is going to be.
The south of France sounds so exciting.
Oh, you've never been?
Sorry. Heh.
Will you just excuse me for a moment?
Dad, I know you have your reservations,
but I really have feelings for Tory.
- How much do you know about this girl?
- I care about her.
I know I wanna be with her.
And I know for me, that's enough.
Guess who.
Sorry, drawing a blank.
I'm hurt, Tornado.
Spending six years on the inside
kept your memory very fresh for me.
I didn't know they
allowed calls this late.
Read the morning papers, Bell.
I'm out. And I'm coming for you.
All of you.
- Fresh glass?
- I have to go.
- Go where?
- I have to leave.
- I get it. You've had enough.
- No, I have to leave New York right now.
- No, what...?
- I can't get into it right now.
It's just... It's too much.
But I love you.
I'm about to give my toast.
Where should we all stand?
Unfortunately, I have to go...
but I'm sure it will
be a great toast.
- You okay?
- I'm fine.
- You sure?
- I'm sure.
I have to go help my parents...
with stuff.
- Tory.
- James, please.
Tory, I just need to know that
you're okay. That we're okay.
We're totally okay.
Look, I promise, I will explain
everything to you at New Year's.
- New Year's? What about...?
- I will so make this up to you.
It will be a whole different
kind of celebration.
Something like...
You can do that?
I'm willing to try.
Okay. I'm completely baffled,
but my New Year's countdown starts now.
New Year's.
You are a mysterious
woman, Tory Bell.
- Ma'am.
- Thank you.
10th and 1st for a quick stop.
Then Trenton, New Jersey.
In a hurry, please.
- Baby.
- Daddy.
- Sweetheart.
- Mommy.
- Did you flip your daddy again?
- Yeah.
Ma, clothes.
Oh. How'd I raise such a prude?
She's so cute.
Look at you. You look like
a real New Yorker now.
I didn't hardly...
I'm gonna get you something
for your shoulder.
She took you down pretty hard.
That's my girl.
What were you thinking, Dad?
That move has never worked on me.
You're home for the holidays?
- Kind of for the holidays.
- Not spending it with that new guy?
what my little girl is up to.
Guys, guys, guys, look,
I'm so happy to see you...
but I'm actually not just
here for the holidays.
- I got a call.
- Monte's Motorcycles?
- I put your name in the raffle.
- I got a call from Manucci.
He's still got 20 years
on his sentence.
He's out, and he's coming for us.
- For me.
- He threatened you?
You took him out when you were
a teenager. Drove him crazy.
We gotta take him down again.
Put him away for good.
a tail on Manucci's sister.
I wanna know where
Big Donna's heading.
Nobody threatens the Bells.
Nobody.
Welcome home, Tornado.
Let's get to work.
Our tail said Big
Donna should be here.
Yep. Big Donna's definitely here.
You and me will suit up so Donna and
her bodyguards don't pick us out.
Ma? What's up?
your hair right yourself.
Still gorgeous.
That does not look like me.
It used to.
I can't believe I got
my baby girl back.
You sure you're up for this?
Yeah, I'm cool.
- Ma?
- Yeah, hon?
What if someone sees
me in these pants?
Let's go catch a bad guy.
- You sure I look okay?
- I think you look gorgeous.
Okay.
Wow.
He's your tail?
doesn't mean we fired him.
Hey, come here.
Be careful out there.
I love sounding official.
What?
Electric blue pumps look good on you.
Very funny, but I have work to do.
- I'm not tweaking.
I just... I wanna get this done
and I don't want any distractions.
And I'm a distraction now?
I used to be your partner.
I have a new boyfriend now,
and a new life.
I heard. In fact, most of Trenton has heard.
An investment banker. Pretty fancy.
As much as I'm enjoying the small talk,
this is what we're going to do.
As soon as we see Big Donna,
you guys take the bodyguards out.
I'll get close enough to drop the
tracking device, then we're out.
Dad, Tory. You copy?
Sweetie, code names, remember?
Right. Tornado to Banshee-1.
Any sighting of the target?
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