Farewell Mr. Kringle Page #5

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- I would love for you to come.

- Mm...

All the eggnog

you can drink.

I'll think about it.

- Great.

- I gotta go.

Duty calls.

Maybe I'll see ya later?

- Great.

- Enjoy that breakfast.

- I will.

- Bye.

Bye.

- Do ya feel it?

- Do I feel what?

Christmas? Yeah.

- No, no, don't you feel it?

- No! What are you

- talking about, Hank?

- Romance!

Romance is in the air!

- Romance is in the air?

- What do you mean by that?

Yeah, yeah, you know

that reporter Anna

that's been around town.

- You and Anna!

- Are you kidding me?

- What about your back?

- No, no, not me!

Mark!

Mark Stafford.

- Oh, okay.

- They're perfect together.

All right, now I get it.

Mark and Anna, okay.

That makes a lot more sense.

- Yeah, yeah.

- All right, now, uh...

- Ya got the stuff?

- Yeah, yeah.

- Made up last night.

- Yeah, give 'em to me.

Give 'em to me.

All right, quickly.

Good!

- Beautiful!

- Thanks.

Now, listen,

if kringle finds out

that we're padding

the letters to Santa,

I'm telling ya, he is gonna

put us on the naughty list

like he did last year

for opening up

all those big presents

under the tree!

- Oh, yeah.

- No, he's not gonna find out.

- That was a bad idea.

- He'll never find out.

All right, he better not.

- Zoe, please...

- Stop trying to play matchmaker.

He's a nice guy.

End of story.

Good guys don't grow

on trees, you know.

Hey, why don't you take

a photo of him?

Email it to me

so I can check him out.

- Yeah, that's not happening.

- Try and use your imagination.

- All right.

- Have fun tonight, Anna.

I'll try.

Please do.

When the snow

lay round about

deep and crisp and even

brightly shown the moon

that night

though the frost

was cruel

when a poor man

came in sight

- Anna! I felt you!

- Come in! Oh!

Well, look at you.

You look lovely.

Could use a little more red,

but...

You do.

You do, you look beautiful.

Lay round about

deep and crisp and even

Gonna introduce you

to all these people.

Yoo-hoo!

Whoo! Whoo! Whoo!

Whoo! Whoo! Whoo!

Thank you.

This is Anna.

You know Anna.

Give her a hand.

Give her a hand.

Make her feel welcome.

...decorating for hours!

'Scuse me.

Whew.

- Happy holidays.

- Hi!

I see that you made it.

You're just another stop

on my party-hopping tour.

- Great party, by the way.

- Thank you.

I didn't know kris

was musical.

Mm-hmm. He's a man

of many talents.

I brought wine.

So you have.

Thank you.

Well, I'm gonna...

Go back out there

and mingle.

Anna...

I'm really glad you came.

Whoa!

- Sorry.

- I'll see ya out there.

Thank you, thank you.

Ah.

Might I have the pleasure?

Well, of course!

You're a wonderful dancer.

Why, thank you, Annabelle.

My, uh, wife taught me

very well.

You must have

loved her very much.

- Must have?

- I still love her very much.

Mrs. kringle

is the light of my life.

Brian didn't really

like to dance.

Brian?

My husband.

He passed away.

I'm so sorry.

It was three years ago,

Christmas Eve.

I imagine you miss him

very much.

I think

I'm gonna get some air.

Thank you for the dance.

You really scored big

with the, uh, with the antlers.

Didn't I?

- What about your snowman boxers?

- Oh, yeah.

- I hear those are in this year.

- Oh, yeah.

I had a great time tonight.

- Thanks.

- So did I.

Hey, you two.

The night is young,

but I'm off to my cave.

I'm ready for my hot chocolate

and cupcake.

Good night!

- Lovely party, mark.

- Good night. Good night.

Feel like a cup of coffee?

It's midnight.

Yeah, well, the...

Holly inn is still open.

Okay.

And the phone rings...

Just like it's done

a thousand times before, but...

Something feels different.

Somehow you just know.

And in a moment, everything,

your... hopes, your dreams,

they're just...

Gone.

Can't imagine.

Most people don't make it

back from something like that.

But then there's kris.

He could be mad

at the whole world

for the lousy hand

he was dealt...

But he goes the other way.

Decides to dedicate

his whole life to the...

Memory of his wife...

To live as if Betty's

still here.

Watching him.

It's true love.

It's been an interesting

evening.

Good night,

mark Stafford.

Good night, Anna wahl.

Bye.

Morning, Jake.

Morning, Jim.

Morning, Anna.

- Hello! Front desk!

- Hey, Hank.

Can you do me a favor

and get the guys

some coffee and donuts

on me?

- Sure thing!

- Thanks.

Hey, thanks, Anna.

- My pleasure.

- Don't work too hard, boys.

- Hey, Anna.

- You got a sister?

- Sorry, Jake.

- She's married.

- And your point is?

- Ah ha ha ha ha!

- Thanks, Anna.

- Have a good day.

Thanks again!

And why am I in

such a good mood today?

I don't know, bloggers.

Maybe it's just

the silly season.

Or maybe kris kringle's magic

is beginning to have

an effect on me.

Can I get you

anything else, Anna?

- Oh, no, I'm good.

- I'm just, uh, finishing up.

You mind if I take

the weight off my dogs?

- They're barkin'.

- Of course! Have a seat.

Is something

on your mind?

Well... let's not

pussyfoot around.

I know all about you

and mark Stafford.

Oh! Jeez,

does everybody know?

- Pretty much.

- Yeah.

Oh, okay.

Thank you very much, Hank.

Oh, come on, he's a real

catch, if you ask me.

I see the way

you look at him.

- Oh, really?

- And how do I look at him?

Like you just tasted

your first chocolate truffle.

I love truffles.

Exactly!

Oh...

Now that man is the reason

that they invented jeans.

Stop it.

- Yeah!

- All right!

So, Owen, did you tell Santa

what you want for Christmas?

- A new Wii game.

- Cool. What'd he say?

Santa said I should

always tell the truth,

especially about dropping

my big sister's iPhone

in the toilet.

- Oh!

- How did he know about that?

Uh, duh!

He's Santa.

- That's right, I'm sorry.

- I forgot.

My mom made me

come here today

'cause she felt sorry

for him

'cause hardly any kids

come here anymore.

Well, it's very nice

that you did.

- Thanks for talking to me, Owen.

- Don't mention it.

- Happy Christmas.

- You too.

- Thank you.

- Okay, you ready?

It's all right.

There's nothing to be

afrai...

Oh, honey!

It's all right.

He's a very nice man.

I'm so sorry, kris.

Amber was so excited

to meet you.

- Oh, that...

- That's all right.

Perhaps Mrs. rutherford

would like to sit here?

That sounds like

a very good idea.

What do you think, sweetie?

Should we have Mrs. rutherford

sit on kris's lap?

I think it'll be all right.

Okay? Do you

want me to give her to him?

Okay.

Here you go, kris.

Well, hello there,

Mrs. rutherford.

I am happy to see you.

What's that you say?

She does?

Amber,

Mrs. rutherford says

that you want Santa

to bring you a doll's house

for Christmas.

Is that true?

She also says that sometimes

you sing to her at night

when she's afraid of the dark.

Let's see...

Now, how does that song go?

Angels watching

ever round thee

all through the night

in thy slumbers

close surround thee

all through the night

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