Kristin's Christmas Past Page #5

whether I want you to or not.

A little bit less of this.

No. Trust me.

I like the raccoon eyes. I know you do.

But less.

Anything else?

I don't suppose you'd let

me pluck your eyebrows?

What's wrong with them?

No...

You know, there are a few style issues

I'd like to address while we're at it.

Okay. First of all,

you're 34, so maybe

lay off the miniskirts.

I have nice legs.

And it's not like I work

in investment banking.

Yeah, but it looks desperate.

Point taken.

Ow.

You know what? I gotta

say I love the bangs.

I've had them ever

since... You saw Beetlejuice

and became totally

obsessed with Winona Ryder.

Yes, I know. I was there.

Krys, promise me

that no matter what happens,

you're gonna listen to me tonight.

Listen to you? Mm-hmm.

About what?

About everything.

Just think of me as your spirit guide

to everything in your

fun and fabulous future.

I know this is kind of weird,

but I'm really, really

happy that you're here.

Merry Christmas, kid.

Merry Christmas.

Oh, here she comes.

The dress looks really

beautiful. Gorgeous.

Really beautiful. Wow.

What happened to Holly Hobbie over here?

I think she looks very sweet.

She does. It's just

a little conservative.

Well, I think she looks great.

You look beautiful.

How did you get her to wear it?

It wasn't easy.

Well, thank you.

Oh, could we do the family

picture real quick before we...

Yes. Jamie, please.

No, no, no, no. Kay, you get

your fabulous little butt over here.

Oh, no. But, you know, I'm not family.

Today you are family.

Sit here.

All right. On the count of three.

Ready?

One, two, three.

Thank you.

Here you go.

All righty.

Christmas 1996.

Put it on the tree

with the rest of them.

So, uh, Kay, you know

all about our family.

Tell us about yours.

Oh, uh, well...

I don't, uh, really

see them all that often.

Where do they live?

Who?

Your family.

California.

You... You came all the way out here,

and you're not going home for Christmas?

Uh, well, they don't really

know that I'm out here exactly.

How strange.

Yeah.

Why is that, if you

don't mind my asking?

I'm sure she does mind, Barb. I'm sorry.

I just don't understand why you don't

wanna spend Christmas with your family.

Come on. There are plenty of

years that I didn't come home.

When Dad and I weren't talking

and you and I hated each other. Really?

Yes, but that was different.

You had a lot of problems

that you had to work through,

and besides, I don't think that

Kay's anywhere near as crazy as you.

Thanks, Barbara. That was awesome.

So no husbands?

Do people not get married in Manhattan?

Nope. Mm-mm.

Still single and ready to mingle. Yeah.

Mom, seriously. Not everyone

has to be married to be happy.

I didn't say that. Did I say that?

I... I didn't mean that.

Maybe Kay just hasn't

found the right person yet.

Well, I for one am very happy

to have another single

sister at the table.

Cheers to us.

Cheers. Cheers.

Mm, mm, mm.

Oh...

Hey, sweetie. Not at the table, okay?

Shh... Is

that the darnedest thing?

I have never seen that cat

lick anyone other than Kristin.

Uh, well, animals

always seem to like me.

I don't know what Baby Bean's gonna

do when you go off to New York.

Come with me? No.

If you go to New York,

you're going alone.

Oh, I'm sorry. I was...

I thought it was already settled

that Krys was gonna go to NYU.

It was.

I don't understand why you wanna go

all the way across the country to a city

where you don't know a single soul.

Maverick will be there.

That's

ridiculous. You don't...

You don't build your life

around a person like Maverick.

I'm going to NYU.

Not if we don't pay for it.

What...

You're not serious, are you?

Stay out of it, Debby, for once.

Daddy?

Your mother and I discussed this.

If you go to USC, you'll stay

here, we'll pay the tuition.

But if you go to NYU,

you're on your own.

I don't understand. Why would you

pay for one school and not the other?

Krys, calm down.

I'm sorry, Kay.

I'm sure you understand.

Out-of-state tuition...

What does that have to do with anything?

For a degree that means

nothing. Oh, nothing.

Like your M.R.S. degree

meant something. Ladies, easy.

We're not paying for

NYU, and that's final.

I'll get it.

Hello.

Hi. Is Maverick here?

Maverick?

Excuse me for one second.

He said he was gonna be here.

Really? Oh, hey.

We go to school together, don't we?

We had gym together

last year. Krissy, is it?

It's Krys with a Y. Oh.

Maverick told you to meet him here?

Yeah.

Why?

Because he's my boyfriend,

and he wanted to spend

Christmas Eve together.

Well, Maverick's not here,

so it's probably better if you leave.

Okay. Sorry.

Merry Christmas.

Well, that was illuminating.

Oh, honey.

I'm so sorry.

Men are such jerk wads.

This is your fault.

You and your gossipy friends at church.

You were probably talking about

how much you hate Maverick.

Wait. Krys, I had

nothing to do with this.

And you probably called Haddie and told

her to come here just so I would see...

Kristin, I promise

you, I wouldn't do that.

Although I cannot say

that I'm surprised.

Oh, of course you aren't,

because you will do anything

to make my life miserable.

I did it. It was not

Barbara. It was me. I did it.

You did? Yes, I did.

I... I went upstairs into your room,

and I got onto one of

those chat thingies,

and I had Haddie come here.

That is not exactly what happened.

That is exactly what happened.

And I am so sorry, but I just thought

that if you could see

who Maverick really was,

that you would understand

that he is not the guy for you.

He is not.

Well, that I understand.

Apology accepted.

Apology not accepted.

Not by me.

Krys... Krys, I...

Uh...

Krys, wait. I'm old, remember?

You lied to me.

You told me you were trying to

keep Maverick and me together.

I am sorry, Krys, but

Maverick is a loser.

He is not worth throwing

your life away for.

Why are you doing this?

I thought you were trying

to make things better, not worse.

I am. I mean, don't you see that?

I don't want you to make

the same mistakes I made.

What mistakes? You live in New York,

you have a cool job,

you got away from Babs.

Look, I know my life seems

cool to you, a 17-year-old,

but I am 34 years old,

and it's not that cool

to me, okay? Whatever.

No. Look. Look.

I didn't wanna tell you this,

but my life has not

turned out that great.

I live in a small studio apartment.

I have thousands of

dollars of credit card debt.

I just got dumped by yet

another investment banker,

because he wanted someone

a little more athletic.

The music industry is dying. The what?

Okay, so that last part's

a little hard to explain.

But the point is...

this is your chance,

you know, to do it differently,

to have a whole different life.

You could not have student loans,

not have Maverick break your heart.

Stop, okay? Would you stop? No, but...

I don't wanna hear this anymore.

You have to listen to this,

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