Good Luck Charlie: The Movie

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If there's an ocean,

it's just a puddle

That I've got to get across

Any mountain

I'll climb over

Like a kid

on the monkey bars

I know you're out

there somewhere

I know you'll miss me

just like I miss you

No matter what

I'll get there

And you know

I'll never stop

I'm gonna run,

run, run, run, run

I'm gonna run to you

I'm gonna run,

run, run, run, run

I'm gonna run to you

You know I'll find you

I'm never far behind you

I swear these words

are true

I'm gonna run,

run, run, run, run

I'm gonna run to you

Every minute

I'm getting closer

I'm gonna show you

Any second

I'll run through that door

Here I come, yeah!

Oh, here I come

I'm gonna run,

run, run, run, run

I'm gonna run to you

I'm gonna run,

run, run, run, run

I'm gonna run to you

Guess what, Charlie?

We're one day away from going on

your first trip on an airplane

and celebrating our first Christmas

at Grandma and Grandpa's

new condo in Palm Springs!

You're going to have so much fun.

No, no, no, Mom, you have

to toddler-proof the place.

Just so long as you don't touch anything.

No, anything breakable has to be at

least three feet off the ground.

Uh-oh.

Make that four.

I gotta go.

Charlie, get back in here!

No, no, no, stay away,

there's shards everywhere!

Are you eating a cookie in the living room?

You get back here!

And stay away!

Mom's a little frazzled.

Mom, why are you so stressed out?

Because this is an extremely

important Christmas.

Why?

Because!

Of...

The...

Because we're going to Palm Springs!

Why is that more stressful?

You don't have to cook,

you don't have to clean.

You can just sit out by the pool.

At what price, Teddy?

At what price?

What if we lose the things that make

Christmas in Denver so special?

Like the blizzards?

The endless chapped lips?

Listening to Mrs.

Dabney's talking Santa go "Ho, ho, ho,"

on an endless, rip-your-

own-eardrums-out loop?

No, I'm talking about

our family traditions!

Mom, I'm pretty sure Dad's going to overeat

and get heartburn no matter where we are.

No.

The good traditions!

Like making little tree-shaped

pancakes on Christmas morning!

We can do that at Grandma's.

I'm pretty sure flour and eggs

are available nationwide.

Okay. What about...

What about the star?

What?

The star on the tree tradition.

Where your father takes the

littlest Duncan in his arms

and lifts her high to the heavens,

to crown the tree with its finest jewel.

That is so not a big deal.

Are you kidding me?

Do you know how important

that is to your sister?

Look, Charlie!

It's the star!

And what do we do with it on Christmas Eve?

No, no, no, we don't eat the star.

No, no, no, we do not throw the star.

We are not Christmas ninjas.

See? Not a big deal.

Ho, ho, ho.

It is so cold out there,

I'm pretty sure I saw a snowman shivering!

PJ, will you tell your sister

how important the star on the

Christmas tree tradition is.

The what?

On the what?

Whatever.

Guys, check this out.

Snowmen!

You bought a Christmas swimsuit?

Uh, no, I bought

two Christmas swimsuits.

Well, that was money well spent.

I know!

I cannot wait to get to sunny Palm Springs,

where the only thing that's

frozen are the slushies.

Ho, ho, ho.

Wow.

That never gets old. Hey!

Look what I got for 30 bucks.

A stroller?

Yeah, a stroller.

And a car seat!

And an airplane seat!

And it's completely convertible!

I press this button right here,

the whole thing retracts.

In theory.

Come on!

It was 30 bucks!

Will you please tell your kids

how important the star

on the tree tradition is?

Uh, kids, very important.

What is?

The thing that your mom said.

Whatever.

Ow! Ow!

Gabe.

Gabe.

Gabe!

What? I'm only 15 levels away from

capturing the Stone of Mitrios.

Galaxy of Death Two

is totally addictive!

How is it that you're already

playing your Christmas present?

Did I say two?

I meant one.

Galaxy of Death One.

Obviously!

'Cause to play Two,

I would've had to figure out

where you hid the presents,

secretly unwrap mine,

take out the game disk,

rewrap the empty box, and, um...

Have I told you lately how much I love you?

How important is the star on

the tree tradition to you?

How important do you want it to be?

Wouldn't be Christmas without it.

It really wouldn't.

Tell your siblings that?

I'll tell everybody that!

I'll call random strangers and tell them!

Excellent.

Oh. Can I bring my game

system to Grandma's?

No, you may not.

Okay. No big deal.

And I will be searching your

luggage before we leave.

Dang it!

"If handles do not retract,

apply gentle pressure."

You know, it might be a feature.

Like it's a combination

car-seat-stroller-exercise- machine.

Okay, just so you know, Teddy,

that star on the tree tradition means

everything to your brother Gabe!

Where is it?

Ho, ho, ho.

Can it, Santa!

Hey. Hi, Mr. D.

Hey!

Wow. What's going

on in here?

We're going to Palm Springs for Christmas.

Oh, right!

Two plane rides to exotic

destinations in four months.

You did tell your parents

about Spring Break, right?

We have to book those tickets by next week.

No, I know! I know!

I'm just waiting for a good time to ask.

Is now a good time?

Really?

I can't find the star, okay?

Umm.

No star!

Christmas is ruined!

All right.

Not a good time.

But just remember, if you

don't book that ticket soon,

you're gonna be spending Spring

Break right on that couch.

Ho, ho, ho.

And I'm going out the back.

Oh! Victory!

So... Dad.

Daddy-o.

Big D.

Don't add to the stress, kiddo.

Why are you guys so on edge?

And why's Mom freaking out about

that stupid star on the tree?

Honey, because sometimes the

thing that you focus on

isn't the thing that's

causing all the stress.

So what is?

The... Well, it's...

The...

The first time we're spending Christmas

at your grandparents'

new place in Palm Springs.

So?

So...

So, when I married your mom,

your grandmother thought...

Your grandmother thought I was an idiot

that had ruined her daughter's life.

This is my chance

to change that impression.

Dad, you've been spending Christmas

with Grandma for 20 years.

And I really think this is my year.

What?

Oh! Mom, Mom, Mom.

Okay, so...

Ivy and I have this awesome opportunity!

Her aunt lives in Florida.

On the beach!

And she said that Ivy and I could

stay with her over Spring Break.

Isn't that great?

Yeah, sure.

If you were 23 years old.

Teddy, you are too young to go

across the country without an adult.

Mom, that is so unfair!

End of story! We are not spending

another minute discussing this.

But, Mom, you let

me baby-sit Charlie.

Why are we still discussing this?

Because it's not right.

You know what's not right?

A 14-hour argument when there's

nothing to argue about.

For the last time, no!

She thinks that's going

to be the last time.

So I'm old enough to take care

of Charlie but not myself?

Mom, that doesn't make any sense!

Sweetheart, I'm your mother,

I never make sense.

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