Girlfriends of Christmas Past Page #8

but from everything I've heard,

he's taken advantage

of a lot of women.

And... I'm just glad that

you're not one of those girls.

Hi.

Why are you sneaking in

from the balcony?

Oh... that's a...

good question.

Yeah, well,

we didn't want to come in

through the front door,

under the mistletoe

because then we would have to,

like, kiss,

and that would be like, whoa.

Eww.

Okay... I am going to go now.

So...

I see someone has fallen head

over heels this holiday retreat,

and it surely

wasn't for a Whitmire!

Livvy! Have you even taken care

of any of your duties all day

while we've been gone,

or are you just sucking face

with Santa the whole time?

Did you rig the bathtub?

Did you plug the chimney?

Excuse me?

I have been too busy cooking

all day to do any of that.

Okay. Well, have you even thought about

what you're going to tell Carter

when 50 strangers show up

banging on that wreath?

Okay, if you guys

just stay scarce,

Anderson's not going to know

we're involved in any of this.

And if he does, it's his word

against mine. Okay?

Oh, okay. So you just want

us to stay scarce,

so that

you can take all the glory?

I think what she's saying

is she wants us to do it

so that she can be

with Carter and...

if that makes Livvy happy,

then I'm on board

whole-heartedly.

Okay. We'll do that.

We'll just stay quiet

and we'll stay out of sight.

Thank you.

Who wants

my secret recipe sangria?

Ooh, me!

Bernd!

I think I got

a little something stiffer

in the liquor cabinet for you.

- Yeah?

- O'Dwyer's single malt.

42 years.

Twenty-two grand a bottle!

- Please.

- Yeah.

[mouthing words]

Hi.

Jeez, for a 12-pound poodle,

you are seriously deadweight.

Get... Get off.

[Anderson clears throat]

Anyone seen my O'Dwyers?

'Cause it was here this morning.

Here, get rid of this.

[cork pops]

What are you doing?

You said to get rid of it.

I didn't mean like that.

I meant...

It's the holiday.

Hey, Livvy, are the girls

gonna be joining us?

- What girls?

- Oh, Livvy's assistants.

Uh... Excuse me. Olivia Beal

has female assistants?

- Where's Ty?

- Ty? Who's Ty?

- He's...

- [doorbell rings]

The door... bell.

- Is... I'm gonna go.

- [doorbell rings]

Were we expecting anyone else?

Uh...

- Oh!

- [all] Merry Christmas!

[cheering]

Is this Mr. Whitmire's

tacky sweater party?

- Suppose it is. Come in.

- Nice.

Uh... Hi. And...

Who invited all of you...

- guys here?

- Do you know Mr. Whitmire?

- I... am Mr. Whitmire.

- Then you did.

That's funny, 'cause I...

- Hey!

- That's assault.

[Megan] Come on in. Hi.

Whoa! That's a shiny

and a lot of metal and...

Sunglasses at night.

Okay.

- Hi!

- You're good.

Ooh. Hi.

[nervous laughter]

I'm real sorry about this. I'm not

real sure what's going on here,

but I'm gonna throw

these people out, right now.

- Anderson! It's the holidays.

- What?

You can't just throw

all these people out?

What if they have

nowhere else to go?

Megan. This is not part

of the plan.

Why do you always have to follow a

silly little rigid plan anyways?

I mean, really.

What's the big deal?

Yeah! Why can't

they just... stay?

- Livvy did make plenty of food.

- Yeah.

I did make a lot of food.

Livvy!

You're right. I mean,

what's the big deal, you know.

- The more the merrier.

- It's party time.

- [Anderson] It's party...

- Party, party, party.

Party, party, party.

Hey, did you invite

all these people?

Oh, yeah. I'm really sorry.

No. What are

you apologizing for?

I mean,

it's a risky move, but...

investors are having

a great time.

Oh. Okay. You go entertain them.

I'll be right there.

- Okay.

- Okay.

Is that holiday sangria realness

you're serving up, Lady Beal?

What are you guys doing here?

They're gonna recognize you.

Amongst all of these characters?

I don't think so.

Come one, Cupid. Let's ride.

[piano music playing

jazzy Christmas music]

Here you go.

Hey, Livvy. Can I talk to you

for a minute?

Yes.

I'm sorry. I know you're working

and everything. I just...

wanted to ask...

I probably shouldn't.

No, it's okay. Ask away.

Well, I wanted to ask, um... Have

you known Anderson very long?

Well, I...

did the last holiday party,

so I've known him

a little bit, yeah.

Okay. So then, you know,

from a girl to a girl...

I know you don't know

him very well,

but we've been seeing

each other for a month now,

and he's so wonderful, it seems

like it's too good to be true.

So, do you think

he's a nice guy?

When I'm dating a guy that I

think is "too good to be true,"

I go on this website called

"rateyourex.com,"

and it is all these girls

talking about their exes.

It's... You should check it out.

Oh! I've never heard of it.

Is it for older women?

- No. It's for everyone!

- Great!

But I still would kind of like

a person's real life opinion.

So, what do you think of him?

That's it!

Who drank my O'Dwyers?

[whispers] What?

[Zoe] Tyler!

[Tyler] Hi.

- Hi. What are you doing here?

- Zoe invited me.

What? You said to invite anyone

I know who likes to get crazy.

It's a nice tacky

sweater, by the way.

I didn't know it was

a tacky sweater party.

[Tyler] What is all of this?

Have you completely gone

chestnuts?

Anderson might be

a little angry,

but I haven't cost him

his job, Ty.

We just wanna make sure he doesn't

unwrap this poor little girl

before Christmas Eve. Okay?

I mean, he should be thanking me.

The investors love it.

What about you? Looking like

a desperate, crazy person?

Because I completely don't know

who you are anymore.

If you came here to lecture me

like my mother, Ty,

you can leave, okay?

We're just having

a little bit of fun.

When did you become such a...

sourpuss?

When did you become

such a sour apple?

I'm sorry.

Is everything okay here?

Yes, yes. This...

is Ty...

Tyler. Tyler.

Your old assistant?

- Old assistant?

- He didn't mean that.

Zoe and Murphy

aren't my real assistants.

- Mm-hm.

- Tyler is!

Rudolph! It's time for singing.

[Tyler] I'll be leaving now.

Looks like you're wanted

on stage anyway.

Merry Xmas, Livvy.

- [Zoe] Come, come.

- [stammers]

- Just one minute.

- Okay.

Once upon a time

in a faraway kingdom

Santa made a promise like

he thought he could keep one

Santa, baby, this is not

the story you thought you knew

'Cause this little missus

has a little surprise for you

You've been bad, bad, bad

to some good, good, good gals

Made us mad, mad, mad

if you couldn't tell

You've been real, real busy

breaking hearts for Christmas

And now you're

on my naughty list

It's a stormy Christmas

The wind is gonna blow

Chill you to the bone

Leave you all alone

It'll be okay

The blues are here to stay

You can make 'em go away

But first you're gonna pay

Hmm!

It's gonna be

a stormy Christmas

It's gonna be

a stormy Christmas

It's gonna be

a stormy Christmas

For

You

[crowd cheering]

Yeah! Right on! Right on!

That song was dedicated to all the

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