Heaven Sent Page #3

and why are we the only ones

who can see her?

I don't know.

Here's something I do know.

Until we figure this out,

we are all in this together.

And the only thing we can do...

is take care of her.

This doesn't sound like you.

What's that supposed to mean?

You have always

been the realist.

You're the pragmatic one.

TAYLOR:
Up on the house top,

reindeer paws

Out comes little

Santa Claus

Down through the chimney,

lots of toys

For all the little

girls and boys

Ho, ho, ho...

I don't know how or why yet,

but you have to remember,

what's happening is not real.

She's not real.

What do you say

we trade these bubbles in

for some warm jammies

and a bedtime story?

Sure. Can you read

a Christmas one?

Of course.

"My time is nearly gone.

I will, said Scrooge."

( locks window )

BILLY:
Yep. There we go.

Taylor, what are you doing?

I thought you were gonna

help us make a snowman.

I think I'll just watch.

Okay. Billy.

Can you give me a hand?

We're gonna have to build

Frosty without Taylor.

- Count of three.

- All right.

One, two, three.

( both straining and grunting )

Frosty the snowman

Was a jolly, happy soul

With his corncob pipe

and a button nose

And two eyes

made out of coal

Frosty the snowman

Is a fairy tale,

they say

He was made of snow

but the children know

How he came to life

one day

- ( cell phone rings )

- I gotta take this call.

There must've been

some magic...

Hi. No, no, no.

Whatever you do,

don't let Maddie touch it.

When they placed it

on his head

He began to dance around

- Can I help with the lights?

- You sure can.

Oh, Frosty the snowman

Was alive as he could be

And the children say

he could laugh and play

Just the same as

you and me

Frosty the snowman

The sun was hot that day

Looky, guys, isn't it pretty?

It's fine.

...before I melt away

MAIRE:
Taylor.

Oh, no.

- No!

- Hey!

No, Taylor!

( gasps )

Billy.

- Sweetheart.

- BILLY:
Hey.

( mutters )

Get down here now.

MAIRE:
Taylor!

She's upstairs.

Taylor!

- Taylor.

- Taylor?

Where are you, honey?

Taylor!

BILLY:
Taylor?

Taylor?

Why are you hiding, honey?

You're mad at me.

No. We're not mad.

We just, um...

Well, we were...

We don't understand

how you were...

I'm so sorry.

Taylor.

Is this why no one else

can see you but us?

Hm? Are you...

are you an angel?

I should've told you guys,

but I was afraid

you'd send me away.

Please don't be mad.

Why would we be angry with you?

Because I ran away.

From heaven.

Why did you run away?

Because I wanted to...

I wanted to see

what it would be like

to have real parents.

In that case,

can I tell you a little secret?

We always wondered

what it would be like

to have a little girl.

Really?

Yes.

So you've made us very happy

by coming to live with us.

You're not gonna send me away?

No.

We'd never send you away.

Well, in that case,

would it be okay if...

Go on.

Would it be okay if I call you

Mommy and Daddy?

Oh, yes.

Mommy and Daddy

would be wonderful.

( squeals happily )

( crying )

Is Mommy okay?

Yeah, she's gonna be fine.

I'll be right back.

( Maire sobbing )

You okay?

( crying )

Look at me.

I'm shaking.

I've been so angry for so long,

I've forgotten what it's

like to believe in miracles.

And now you have one.

But, Maire, what's next?

I honestly don't know.

But she did say she wanted

to live with us, right?

I'm not trying to upset you,

okay, but there is a reason

why she's been hiding.

If she's a runaway...

Someone will be looking for her.

I think she's in big trouble.

Then we can't take any chances.

We are not letting her

out of our sight.

Deck the halls

with boughs of holly

TAYLOR:
Mommy.

MAIRE:
You have no idea

how much I love hearing that.

TAYLOR:
I love

saying it, too.

But I don't understand

something.

Why do we have to

go to work again?

Well, don't people

have to work in heaven?

Sure, they do.

But mostly, they just

work on being better souls.

We're supposed to

work on that, too.

But unfortunately,

most people have to work

for money down here.

Why is money so important?

Because that's how

we pay for things.

What kinds of things?

Mmm...

Christmas presents.

You better step on it then.

We don't wanna be late.

Oh, Sean.

They're beautiful.

But you shouldn't have.

Yes, I should.

It's my way of saying thank you

for all the patience

you've had with me

and answering all my questions.

Oh, brother.

What a butt kisser.

Uh, ahem.

( chuckles )

Let's you and I

sit on the couch.

Why don't you take my desk?

I'm gonna be in

the store most of the day.

Oh, okay.

So this is Sean.

Huh.

He crossed your mind

several times this weekend.

I'm kinda wondering

what makes him so special.

Check out the starch

on his collar.

You could cut fruit

on that edge.

Bet he even starches his undies.

And Mom, I hate

to tell you this,

but he's actually wearing

whitey tighties.

( giggles )

Something funny?

Uh, no. Computer.

Mom, do you ever wish

you didn't have a conscience?

What are you talking about?

I'm trying to say

that there are two sides

to every coin.

He never lies,

he honors his mother and father,

donates a lot of time

at the Boys and Girls Clubs,

and supports two charities.

But...

just because he rides

his bike to work,

and rescued his dog

from a shelter,

doesn't mean he's perfect.

- Mom.

- Mm-hmm.

Are we done with work yet?

I think I just

gave myself a sick headache.

( whispers )

I got this.

Here's that quarterly

report you asked for.

Oh.

Is there anything else

you'll be needing?

No.

I think this should be it.

Okay. In that case,

I'm outta here.

You're not leaving, are you?

I was planning to buy you lunch.

You know, I'm suddenly

not feeling well,

and I don't wanna get you sick.

Don't worry about me.

I never get sick.

You can never be too careful.

He's so perfect,

even germs avoid him.

"Dude, buy some boxers."

Daddy, we're home!

BILLY:
I'm up here.

And guess what.

You were right about Mom's work.

What about Mom's work?

Daddy said all I had to do

if I wanted to go

Christmas shopping today

is be really obnoxious

when we got to work.

Oh, really?

You two are in trouble.

I'm gonna get you!

Daddy, help.

Yeah, you better run.

Daddy!

I'm gonna get you.

I'm gonna get your dad, too.

What do you think?

Wow!

Oh, Billy.

It's beautiful.

( mock groaning )

Is it really for me?

I get to have a room

of my very own?

- Your very own.

- ( squeals )

Whoa!

( laughs )

TAYLOR:
What's down here?

I'll tell you what's down here.

Christmas ornaments.

Boxes and boxes.

Wait until you see this.

( taps box )

- ( Billy gasps )

- TAYLOR:
Wow!

There must be hundreds.

And hundreds.

I tell you, what we used to do

is pick out the ones we like

certain ones, and put

them on the tree,

but I'm thinking, since this

is a special Christmas,

maybe we'll try and hang

each and every one of 'em.

And when I get home tonight,

maybe we can

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