Girlfriends of Christmas Past

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- Cowboys?

- Cowboys?

Yes, fine, you're free to go

watch the game. Go on.

[sighs]

[Fran] Mom, you barely

touched your food.

The turkey was dry, even the

cranberry sauce couldn't save it.

- Hi.

- Hi.

- You good?

- Yes, I'm good.

Fran, this was a lovely meal,

thank you so much.

I'm so glad someone

appreciates it.

How about you?

You about ready to head out?

You want to leave now?

Well, I have this work

call later tonight,

and I wanted to spend a little

time with just us beforehand.

I thought that we could go

for a walk out in the garden.

Dad put the lights up.

He's a busy man, Olivia.

You understand.

No... Yeah, that's fine.

Of course we can take a walk

around the garden.

- It'll be nice.

- Okay.

I'm going to go do the dishes.

- Okay.

- Okay.

Mom, it's Thanksgiving.

He shouldn't be working

on Thanksgiving,

and you shouldn't encourage it.

Oh, honey, lighten up!

He said he'd take a walk

with you.

And anyway, maybe his work thing

is really you.

[whispering]

What is that supposed to mean?

[whispering] You just celebrated

your one-year anniversary!

[Fran] Don't you think he has

something else planned tonight?

Like what?

Oh, I don't know, maybe a six-karat

cushion cut stocking stuffer

that he spent his entire

Christmas bonus on just for you.

- No.

- I'm just saying.

[Livvy] I bet you never thought

that...

you would create your own

app and be the head CEO

of your... own company

in less than six years?

No, I did not.

[sighs] It's crazy...

But that's life, isn't it?

Things... changing all the time.

Yeah.

But I think that everything

that's been happening

for both of us,

I think that, you know,

change is a good thing.

- Yeah?

- Yeah.

- With change comes growth, right?

- Yes, right.

Okay, well, there's something that I

really want to talk to you about.

And... I mean, we've been dating

for what? Almost a year?

November 28th will be a year.

Right. Yeah... Um.

So, well, since it's been

almost a year...

I've been doing

a lot of thinking...

And you know how deeply

I care about you, right?

And... [clears his throat]

And that's why...

I can't keep this going,

between us, knowing that

ultimately in my heart,

you and I just aren't quite

right for each other.

- What?

- And I know this is bad timing

with Thanksgiving and

your family and all, and,

believe me, I wanted to wait

until after the holidays, I did.

But I... [sighs]

I just did not think that

was going to be fair to you.

You're... breaking up with me?

No... Baby, come on.

Don't put it like that.

I thought you were going

to propose to me.

Oh... Wow.

I'm so sorry.

I really do care

about you, Livvy, but marriage...

- Surprise!

- Congrats!

- [bells jangle]

- [cheering]

Did you say yes?

Yeah.

[sighs]

[pop music playing]

Ooh, ooh, yeah, baby

[scratches]

Oh

Baby I can't stop

this feeling

My body's filled

with butterflies

My body's filled

with butterflies /

Snow is falling

Bells are ringing, jingling

That's how everybody knows

it's almost

[Murphy] I don't care what

the DA has to say, honestly...

Hold on.

Singing carols by the fire,

oh yeah

That's great.

Staring deep into your eyes,

oh yeah

If I can't have you

I'll go crazy, baby

Santa's really got his work

cut out for him tonight

Livvy?

[banging on door]

[Tyler] Olivia Beal

answer the door right now

or I swear

I will bust through...

with my spare set of keys.

And it'll be Christmas

every day -[sniffs]

- [door shuts]

- Livvy?

Ooh...

Um... Okay...

Hey. Can we get up now?

It's December 9th, and...

even the clueless barista

who makes your morning

Christmas mint latte

is starting to worry.

- Did you say December 9th?

- Uh-huh.

The Housewives

Holiday Happy Hour,

I haven't even put down

the deposit on the teahouse,

and scheduled a caterer, Tyler!

It's a good thing

your trusty assistant

was on top of things.

- Huh!

- Okay.

But we still have a party to throw today,

so please get up and get showered.

- Now?

- Yes, now!

Chocolate-covered caramel corn?

Girl, get a grip.

No. Go, shower.

Yeah, see,

nobody wants to see that.

Now go... Vamonos. Come on.

- Okay, I'm going.

- Step over the pillow. Come on.

[women chattering, giggling]

It's so good to see you.

Livvy...

You've done an amazing job.

But all matching snow bunny

boots for the exchange?

I mean, that's kind

of a risky bet, wasn't it?

But thanks to you,

when our husbands drag us

to Aspen this year,

we won't have to fight over who

wore them first, so cheers to that.

Oh my gosh. Can I give your card

to my husband's boss

at his firm?

I know

their normal party planner.

He's actually a little

under the weather,

- and they have this big New Year's Eve's bash.

- Thank you.

But I'm actually going

through a break...

So it's actually perfect timing.

Thank you that would be amazing.

Okay, I'm going to go mingle.

So, do what you do. [giggles]

- Umm!

- What? You heard her.

She told me earlier

that they'd be offering 15 G's

just for your commission alone!

And the nine pairs

of matching boots?

It worked, didn't it?

And besides, I was running myself

ragged at the office last week.

It's not like I had any help.

I'm sorry. You did a great job.

- Okay, thank you.

- Who knows?

What if this New Year's gig is the

turn of a whole new tea leaf?

Maybe some handsome,

grounded, young bachelor,

who donates his holiday bonus

to the Red Cross every year,

shows up destined

to meet with you.

With a hot, closeted

twin brother?

[whispers] Exactly.

You know what? You're right.

You're right.

This New Year's going to be

a whole new start for me.

Next time Anderson sees me,

he's going to be sad and alone,

and I'm going to be with

someone even better.

- Cheers.

- Cheers.

[spits]

- What?

- Nothing.

- What just happened?

- Nothing.

[gasps]

[laughs] Come here!

[Livvy gasps]

Oh, okay. Thanks.

- You scared me. Oh my gosh.

- I'll let you go.

Oh my God.

I can't breathe.

I can't breathe.

Whoa, Livvy! Just put down the

cupcake and let's talk about this.

[mumbles] That big fat cheater!

Maybe he just started

seeing her?

You're right, he's a cheater.

How could I not know

he was a cheater?

You know what?

I should go down there and tell

that child that he's a jerk.

Before he takes her back for what

clearly is a 10 p.m. curfew.

Okay!

If you wanna come across looking

like a psychotic stalker ex.

Unleash the beast, Tyler!

Livvy, if you want revenge,

just blast his past all over

the Web for the world to see.

True revenge is a dish

best served over social media.

What are you

talking about? Dish?

Rateyourex.com?

It's that site where people go

to complain about their exes.

[muttering]

And how do you know all this?

I always do rigorous background

checks on my paramours.

How else would I know about all their

favorite movies and music before I meet them?

All the girls are doing it.

How have you not heard

about this?

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