Christmas Bounty Page #5

I'll see you at the east exit.

Not if I see you first.

Should have been in here.

They had him here.

There's got to be another

concealed space close by.

You actually thought I'd be dumb

enough to let him keep his phone?

I'm insulted.

Get down! Get down! Get down!

Are you freaking kidding me?

Pardon me. It's just a small caliber.

Sorry about that.

Oh, boy.

I told him no funny

stuff at my wedding.

My brother's a dead man.

- He's heading that way.

- Find James. I got this.

What's your name?

Sorry. Exit's closed.

Stick around. It's almost cake time.

How's the shrimp? Yummy?

It's been fun.

Freeze!

It's over, Manucci.

Yeah, Bell.

It finally is over.

Let him go.

Let's make a deal, Bell.

I mean, after all,

Prince Charming over here...

he's not the one who caught me...

and sent me away for six years.

What are you proposing?

I let him go.

And you...

well...

you come with me.

Tory, or whoever you actually are...

don't.

Yeah.

Yeah, that's a good Bell?

Chin up.

It's going to be okay.

Just try and stay calm.

Please, calm is my middle name.

Or sort of calm.

Three fingers, duck.

What?

Oh!

Oh!

Tory, baby.

Tory, are you okay?

- Okay, James, stay right here. Don't move.

- No, no, no. Tory!

Open the door. Open the door.

Do it!

Hey! Watch out!

- Come on.

- Go. I'm right behind you.

- She's good.

- She's really good.

She's a Bell.

Hey, watch your head.

Escaped convict with a new

attempted-murder charge.

He's not gonna see the light

of day for a long time.

You're amazing, Tory.

But you probably already know that.

I do.

But you can tell me anyway.

I could tell you.

I could stand here and tell you all day

that every time I see you or talk to you...

it's as exciting as the

first time I saw you.

How I love watching you fight...

but I also love watching you

walk and talk and just be.

But there's another guy

who wants to do that.

A great guy who can

give you a good life.

The new life you wanted so much.

Lizzie keeps telling

me how you've changed.

She's right.

There is something

different about you now.

I'm even more handsome?

What changed, Tory, is you.

You left and I realized you needed more than

just Mike Muscles, although he was fine.

In your eyes.

So I took some courses at college.

I'm pre-law now.

Get out!

Word of honor. Losing you changed me.

So maybe the next beautiful, smart, motivated

butt-kicker that walks into my life...

will have a reason...

to stay.

Your guy's waiting.

My hero.

You okay?

So crazy, but I thought you meeting

my family was the big hurdle.

- I should have never lied to you.

- No, you shouldn't have.

Because I can't help but wonder

what else wasn't true, Tory.

Your name is Tory, right?

I'm sorry.

If I was just honest with you,

none of this would have happened.

You wouldn't have been knocked out...

Well, that's actually happened

before on the slopes of Chamonix.

- You would have never been zapped.

- That was a first.

- Kidnapped.

- Ditto.

But it was kind of a rush.

I just wish you'd give me a

chance to love the real you...

because...

the woman I met in New York

and the woman I met here...

they're both pretty amazing.

So now that all three

of us have met...

can we try again?

A big part of me wants to say yes...

but in these last few

days I've learned...

an even bigger part of me realized...

I'm still a bounty-hunting,

criminal-collaring...

occasional animal-print-wearing

Jersey girl.

Well, I'm gonna

miss you, Jersey girl.

Sit.

Bell. What the-J?

Welcome back to Jersey.

Okay. Attention, attention.

I just wanna say

"welcome home" to my girl.

We love you and we missed you...

and we are so happy that

you are home, I can't tell you.

And because you and Mikey

work so well together...

I was thinking me and my Banshee

could take some time off...

and go on that honeymoon

we've been talking about.

What are you saying?

Follow me.

- What are you doing?

- Aw.

- Crazy man.

- Wait for it. Wait for it.

Huh?

- Huh?

- Oh!

Whoa! Whoo!

- Yeah.

- Daddy, you are so romantic.

Oh, it's the best Christmas

present I ever got.

Another ride with my guy.

Ho-ho-ho.

Whoo!

Fancy.

Look at you two. You must be

working some kind of magic.

I know a trick or two.

- I wanted to drop off my famous...

- Cookies? Liz's Christmas cookies?

Hot, sweet and straight

from the oven.

- Whoa. Save some.

- Yeah, right.

So, what's this I hear about

you staying in Jersey?

There's nowhere I'd rather be.

Aw. Merry Christmas, you guys.

- Oh, please.

- What did you do?

Maybe we should finish up with that.

Ho-ho-ho.

Merry Christmas!

That's a wrap for Christmas Bounty.

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