Christmas Inheritance Page #6
- Year:
- 2017
- 104 min
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And plenty of 'em.
Come on! It's Christmas.
Sorry, Miss, that just doesn't
cut it with me.
Please? You get cookies!
You're gonna have
to do better than that.
It's the right thing to do.
(cheerful Christmas music)
Okay then!
Well, they'll have the power
back up for those folks
by tomorrow morning.
- Thanks for all your help, Jake.
- My pleasure.
Hi!
Hi. What is all this?
This is your Dinner with Santa
silent auction.
Every item was donated
by local merchants
right here, in Snow Falls.
Oh! You're kidding!
- You did all this?
- Uh-huh.
How?
Well, you don't spend
this long in the gift...
baking business without
picking up a trick or two.
Gift-baking business?
Jake, you ever heard
the expression:
"Don't look a gift-horse
in the mouth"?
(chuckling)
I don't know what to say!
Seems like "thank you"
wouldn't be out of place.
Thank you.
Man, this really is
a friendly little town.
Gray?
G-Gray! What are you doing here?
Well, uh...
I heard about the storm,
so I figured I'd come up here
and rescue you.
Although it looks like you're
doing just fine without me.
I thought the roads
were closed.
I guess they're open now.
Yeah, they're open now.
Gray, this is Jake Collins.
He manages the inn
and Jake,
this is Gray Pittman,
my fianc.
- Good to meet you.
- Yeah. Same to you.
Paul Greenleaf. I'm the
sheriff here in Snow Falls.
You need anything,
don't hesitate to call.
Well, thank you, Paul,
but I'm pretty good at taking
care of things on my own.
Uh... come on, honey, do you want
to see the inn? It's beautiful.
- Yeah, I'd love to.
- Okay.
Nice to meet y'all.
Seems like a nice fella.
You didn't have
to be so rude out there.
Oh, well, excuse me,
I'll try to be more polite
next time some guy
is all over my fiance.
He was thanking me.
a charity auction, that's all.
Look, I thought you came here to
deliver these Christmas letters
and now, you're what,
Mother Teresa of Snow Falls?
Come on, let's get you packed
and get you out of here.
I can't leave yet.
Uncle Zeke still
hasn't shown up.
Uncle Zeke. Is this that
tradition thing again?
What about us?
What about our new traditions?
We've got a flight in 24 hours.
Okay, look,
if Zeke doesn't show up by
tomorrow morning,
we'll go, alright?
I'll leave the letters
at the front desk and...
figure out a way to explain it
to my father later.
Okay, great.
What do I do until then?
Well, you've been on the road
all day, you must be exhausted.
So, why don't you go in there,
take a nap,
and I'll be back after I help
Debbie with the Christmas tea.
Okay.
Oh! And remember,
I'm not Ellen Langford here.
I'm just plain old Ellie London.
- Ellie London?
- Ellie London.
- Okay.
- Great. Bye.
You got it.
Wait, Christmas tea?
(sighing)
(uptempo Christmas music)
(baby crying)
(laughter)
Can I help you?
(soft music)
(bells tolling)
- Hey.
- Hey!
Uh, Debbie asked me to...
pick up the car so I can...
Christmas tea. Yes.
- Thank you.
- Sure.
I'm sorry about Gray.
He doesn't mean to be rude, it's
just kind of the way that he is.
Yeah, hey,
don't worry about it.
I probably would've acted
the same way, so...
I don't think you would've.
Look, uh...
About last night,
um, I wanted to apologize.
I knew you were engaged
and I never should've
let that happen.
Well, there were two of us
out there.
Yeah, but you've been up front
with me from the start
and I should've respected that.
- The... the thing is...
- Jake.
Just hear me out on this.
The thing is it's been a long time since
I've felt like I could trust anyone.
And... I don't know,
you're different. You're honest.
And it was just nice to feel
that way again,
but I let my feelings get
the best of me and I'm sorry.
So... friends?
Let's high-five.
Okay, let's be friends.
Hey, I... I've got
to tell you something.
Jake!
Oh, I will be right back.
What's going on?
- (woman):
I've got it.- Okay. Alright.
I thought elves were union.
Trying to get worker's comp
out of this or what?
Trying to make a little money
off the church? (laughter)
I take my eyes off you
for two seconds!
I'm kidding, I'm kidding!
Alright, you okay?
You alright? Okay.
Whoa.
(children laughing)
Ah!
I come from a family
of pastry chefs
and can I just say,
these are truly the most
delicious Christmas cookies
- I've ever tasted.
- Really?! Thank you.
- Bon apptit.
- Thank you.
- Hi!
- Are we in the Stone Age?
I can't get a signal
to save my life.
Well, do you want a cookie
to cheer you up?
You know I don't do sugar.
I made them myself.
You made these? Seriously?
Is that so hard to believe?
Well... it's a long way
from the Party Heiress
to Suzy Homemaker.
Can you please cut it out
with the party heiress stuff?
- Nobody knows who I am here.
- What's with the waitress bit?
Well, I ran out of money,
so I've been helping out
around here to earn my keep.
Why didn't you just call me
or call your father?
Because I said that I was
gonna do this on my own
and I meant it.
No one knows who I am,
they treat me like a regular
person. And I like that.
(woman):
Thank you!What do you think?
I think...
You can play all lovey-dovey
with the locals all you want,
but trust me,
you're never gonna be
one of them.
I gotta find a signal.
(soft music)
(sighing)
(Jim):
"December, 1981.Well, Zeke, we did it.
For a couple of guys who weren't
much good at showing their feelings,
we've started a company that lets
other people express their own.
Here's to a great first year
and the friendship
that made it happen. Jim."
(Zeke):
"December, 1982.Jim, you were right about starting our
first retail store in Middlebury,
but you got to admit,
I was the one who picked Bill
Parcells to be head coach.
Go Giants!"
(Jim):
December, 1993.The company's growing
and so is our little Ellie.
She's so serious about
gymnastics, so focused.
I can already see the strong
young woman
she's going to become."
(Zeke):
"December, 1996.Another record year for us,
Jim.
You know, maybe it's time we started
looking into this Internet sales thing.
It might really take off.
(chuckling)
Sorry to hear about
Nora's illness,
but she's a strong lady and
with you and Ellie by her side,
I'm sure she's gonna be able
to pull through."
(Jim):
"Nora's been gonea while now,
but I still find myself calling
her name when I come home.
Don't know how I'd get through
this if it wasn't for Ellie,
and for you, my good friend.
Merry Christmas."
- (knocking)
- Come in!
My mommy said to tell you
we're all out of hot chocolate.
Okay, I'll be down
in a minute.
Are you crying?
A little bit.
He helped me.
Thank you.
Thank you.
(soft pop Christmas music)
Jack, on the rocks.
You know what?
Forget the rocks.
It's the innkeeper.
- It's the fianc.
- Uh-huh.
- Oh yes.
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