Christmas Inheritance Page #5

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in my room.

I'm gonna bunk down here

with Baxter.

- Thank you, sir.

- No problem.

Now, that just leaves you guys

and our mom

and her two snow princesses.

My wife and I have

the honeymoon suite.

We could give up the sofa

in the sitting room.

That is great. Thank you.

Jacob, I'd like to volunteer

to give up my room,

take the honeymooner's sofa.

My hearing's not that good

anymore anyway.

(laughter)

Thank you, Captain.

Very kind of you.

So, you folks will stay

in the Captain's room.

Now... Cara...

Ah, it's okay, Jake,

we'll just make ourselves

comfortable down here somewhere.

Uh, excuse me.

I have a couch in my room.

I'd be happy to share it too.

No, no. You don't have

to do that. It's okay.

I want to.

It's Christmas.

Say "thank you"

to the nice lady.

Thank you, nice lady.

- (laughter)

- Aw...

Here we go.

Come on in.

(baby crying)

I cannot tell you

how much we appreciate this.

Of course.

Mommy, what if Santa

can't find us?

Oh, I wouldn't worry, honey.

Santa's pretty smart.

Yeah. Besides, there's still

two days to Christmas.

Okay.

This would be so much easier

if Dennis was here.

That's my husband.

He's stationed over in Germany

and we were hoping he would be

home in time for Christmas,

but...

best laid plans and all that.

(baby crying)

Would you mind?

- Oh, no...

- Yeah, she's...

- Oh, okay.

- There you go.

Oh.

Thanks.

(baby gurgling)

Hey, why don't you guys

take the bed?

I can camp out on the sofa.

Oh, we can't do that.

You've already been so generous.

No, it's fine. I mean, there's

three of you and one of me.

- Mommy, I can't find Douglas.

- Who's Douglas?

- My dog.

- Your dog?

Her stuffed dog.

Honey, are you sure?

He's not in here.

Mommy, you forgot him.

You know I can't sleep

without Douglas.

(sighing)

You know what?

This guy looks kind of lonely.

Do you think Douglas would mind

if you kept him company tonight?

Okay.

Thank you. It's cute!

- Hey.

- Hey!

- Figured you'd need these.

- Thank you.

Sure. Looks like

you made a new friend.

Yeah. She likes me.

I'm not sure why.

Well, let me know

if you need anything else.

- Otherwise, good night.

- Good night.

He's such a nice guy.

He is, isn't he?

(soft music)

(door creaking)

Hey! Uh...

- So...

- You're an artist.

Oh, no, just a doodler.

- You're up late.

- Yeah, I was just cleaning up.

- Do you need anything?

- Oh, no, I'm good, thanks.

You should get some sleep

though.

Uh, yeah, probably.

(chuckling)

Are you opening a Dollar Store?

Uh, no.

No, I volunteered to help

with the Santa Dinner.

Those are items

for the silent auction.

Long-time tradition

around here.

We're trying to raise some money

for the local soup kitchen.

Kind of a rough year

for a lot of folks, so...

Wow.

I mean, look, this alone

would raise...

a couple million easy.

(chuckling)

Yeah, you can have that.

There is...

more where that came from.

- What?!

- Yeah.

Thank you.

I will treasure it forever.

I just haven't had

a lot of time

to bug local businesses

for donations.

Which is why I have...

beautiful items like this

for auction.

- And when is it?

- Day after tomorrow.

Ooh...

I know. Believe me. I know.

It's just been a little crazy

around here with the storm.

Yeah.

Hey!

This could actually

fetch a price.

That's adorable.

Did you do this?

Yeah. That's just...

just a sketch.

You should do something

with these.

Okay, you're the artist,

but you should know

that you're very talented.

Thank you.

Well, I'm gonna go to bed,

so...

Okay.

Do you always do this much

to help people?

Yeah. Whenever I can.

You help people too...

Not like you.

Well, I think Baxter out there

would beg to differ.

- I'm really gonna go this time.

- Okay.

Hold on.

Uh... do you want to go

for a walk?

Outside?

Yes.

Now?

Yes.

Why?

I want to show you something?

Uh... Okay.

Can I...

- Yes?

- ...borrow a warmer coat?

You're right, I do have a lack

of clothes problem.

I think you're really good

at what you do

and you're a talented artist.

I think if you just made a few

big, bold moves, you could...

do so much more.

Yeah, well, sometimes,

big, bold moves...

- don't work out so great.

- Right. New York.

What do you mean, New York?

I...

Aunt Debbie.

We had to talk about something

while the cookies were baking.

I guess I'm an idiot.

I never suspected anything.

We were in different worlds;

she worked in finance,

I was a... struggling

art student.

But... true love, right?

I don't know. I really thought

she was the one.

So, we're having

this romantic dinner

and out of nowhere,

in the middle

of the seafood risotto,

she looks at me

and she just says:

"It's over."

Bam! Right then, they start

playing Silent Night.

So now, every time the song

comes on, you...

Yeah.

It's pretty stupid, right?

You'd think I'd be able

to get over it by now.

I don't know.

I think some things

you never actually get over.

You wanted to show me something?

Yeah. We're almost there.

It's right that way.

Okay.

Wow!

(soft music)

- You made these?

- I just designed them.

My buddy Martin teaches

sculpture at the college, so,

his students actually do

all the hard work.

- They're stunning.

- Thanks.

They're a big hit with the tourists

that come around Christmas.

Well, they're a big hit

with this tourist.

So is the artist.

Well... the tourist isn't

so bad herself.

When I was a teenager,

my mom died.

That's a thing I can't get over.

- I am so sorry.

- Thanks.

She came from

a beautiful little town,

just like this one.

And I could never bring myself

to go back.

Just... scared.

Once she was gone, I just...

I started living life

as if nothing else mattered

because... at the time,

the way I felt, nothing did.

But these past few days,

you...

You've taught me that

some things really do matter.

Is this the part

where we're supposed to kiss?

I think so.

I can't!

I... I'm sorry.

Oh!

Yeah, no, no. I am so sorry.

I'm so sorry.

Oh, you were talking about

your mom and I didn't...

- I don't...

- You're such a nice guy.

Not that nice...

I dragged you up here to look

at a bunch of nothing.

No! No. Not nothing.

Not nothing.

It's lovely

and so is your company...

and...

I should go.

Good night, Jake.

- Going the wrong way.

- Yep, yep. Got it.

(sighing)

(whispering):

What are you doing?

(sighing)

(squeaking)

Good morning, Ellie.

Are you ready

for today's lesson?

Actually, I need a favour.

Oh...

(cheerful Christmas music)

- Whoa! That's good!

- Okay.

Don't forget about Mr. Martin at the

art gallery and tell him I sent you.

I will.

Thank you.

- Keys.

- Oh, yes! - Good luck!

(cheerful Christmas music)

(no audible dialogue)

- A silent auction?

- Uh-huh. For the Santa Dinner.

- I already donate online.

- But it's for local charity.

Every dollar from the auction

goes to help your friends

and neighbours,

right here, in Snow Falls.

I already pay my taxes.

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