Kristin's Christmas Past Page #6

because if you don't, you are

gonna wake up 17 years from now,

alone on Christmas, wondering

what happened to your life.

You know, and just wishing...

wishing that you could go

back and do it all over again.

Why should I even listen to you?

Excuse me?

You screwed everything up.

What do you know about

what will make me happy?

Are you really gonna see him

after you just found

out that he's a cheater?

You've had a lot of

years to make mistakes.

It's my turn now.

Can I ask you something?

Sure.

NYU is a great school.

So I hear.

Then why not pay for Krys to go there

if that's what she really want?

Now, wait. You went to NYU.

Now, did you pay for it,

or did your parents pick up the tab?

I... I made it work...

by myself.

Well, if Kristin really

wants to go to NYU,

then she'll make it

work, just like you did.

Yeah, but with student

loans and crappy apartments

and three jobs...

Well, she'll be that much more proud

when she finishes,

knowing that she did it all herself.

But what if she's really struggling,

and she tries her hardest, and

she does everything she can,

and she's still just...

can't figure it out?

What if she just really

needs a little bit of help?

All she has to do is ask.

Really?

Really.

No matter what happens,

Kristin will always be my little girl,

and I'll always help her.

Are you sure that she knows that?

Of course.

Why wouldn't she?

Maybe she doesn't know because

you never really told her.

You called me Dad earlier.

I did?

When you were running up the stairs.

I guess all dads sound the same.

I'm sorry. I couldn't, um...

She left. I'm sorry.

Probably went to find Maverick. Yeah.

Yeah.

Where's Jamie?

He went to handbell choir.

Wait. Really? I just...

I don't understand why he goes.

His parents don't go to church...

Jamie does bell choir

to be with Kristin.

You'd think after all these

years she would catch on

that he's so crazy about her.

Seriously?

Seriously.

Have you seen the

robes they have to wear?

If that doesn't say true love, I

don't know what does.

Wow. I had no idea.

He told me last night that he

got into Stanford and Columbia.

He did?

He's just waiting to find out

where Kristin's gonna go.

Why doesn't he tell her?

Why would he?

She's still in her bad-boy phase.

It would be a waste of breath.

What a mess this turned into.

Does that mean we have

to wait on presents?

Well, yeah. Mm.

Most of them are for her.

When I was little,

I used to think Christmas

was so super magical.

Mm.

Decorating the tree.

Making the cranberry bread.

You getting out the luminarias.

It just all seemed like

proof that the world

was a bright

and awesome sparkly place.

And that good things would happen,

and that there would

always be tasty snacks

and beautiful music

and grown-ups drinking champagne.

And that I'd grow old and wear purple

and have an awesome cane.

Are you okay, Debby?

I feel fine.

But apparently, the rapidly multiplying

malignant cells in my breasts do not.

I'm gonna need another glass of wine

if I'm gonna sit through bell choir.

You? Yes.

She'll fight it.

She'll be just fine.

Is that why you don't

want Krys to go away?

Because Debby's sick?

What is this?

Well, I wanted to get you a present,

you know, as a "thank

you" for having me. Oh.

You know, I have a receipt. If you don't

like them, we can always return them.

You didn't need to do anything.

Do you like them?

Well, I love them.

Um, could you put them on for me?

Sure.

We should stay in touch.

I just have this feeling

we'd get along famously.

You think so?

Absolutely.

Fortification.

Ooh.

Thank you.

As a visitor to this family,

I'd like to propose a toast.

There's no one like

family to drive you crazy.

Mm. Out of your mind, in fact.

Um...

But spending time with people

that know you better

than you know yourself,

that is priceless.

I haven't had the opportunity

to spend this kind of time

with family in awhile,

and I can't even tell you

how grateful I am to be

here with you tonight.

To family.

To family.

So Glenn's gonna take Debby to church?

I like to get there

early, get better seats.

Krys.

You guys were right. Maverick is a jerk.

None of that matters now. It just

matters that you're here, sweetheart.

Mission

accomplished. What?

No "I told you so"?

Not tonight.

Oh, I have bell choir.

I missed practice.

We'll talk about it later.

All right. Let's get going.

I look ridiculous. This

is my last year doing this.

No, no. You look great. Yeah.

Why are you even here?

I mean, I'm only here

because Babs forces me to.

Do you even believe in this stuff?

Well, to be honest, I don't

really know what I do believe in,

but I do believe in a

beautiful church on Christmas...

and I believe in you.

You're the best friend ever.

Do you know what song we're

playing? "Silent Night. "

No, no. It's "Angels We Have

Heard on High. " Yeah, I got it.

O holy night

The stars are brightly shining

It is the night

Of our dear Savior's birth

Long lay the world

In sin and error pining

Till He appeared

And the soul felt its worth

Dude, you've gotta be kidding me.

Okay, Kristin, let's go home.

Should I talk to him?

No, no, no. You're okay.

Should I give him a chance to explain?

Uh, I think that explaining

is a little bit overrated

in this particular situation.

What's to explain? He is a

cheater. He will cheat again.

This is my decision,

Mom. It's not yours.

I forbid you to see that boy.

For your own good.

Why can't you just leave me alone?

I'm sorry. That's not gonna happen.

You're a teenager. You're all alike.

You think that nobody understands you.

We all understand you.

We're just tired of listening to it.

You won't have to listen

to it for very long,

because the day after graduation,

I am moving to New York.

If you do that, you will do

that with absolutely no support

from us... your father or me.

You know, I don't want your money.

I don't need your money. Really?

You can't make it to the

grocery store and back.

How are you going to

survive in Manhattan?

You think I can't handle it?

I think that you will be back in a year,

after Maverick dumps you

for some dirty SoHo artist.

And I think that you will be begging

us to get you back into school.

No, I will not. Yes, you will.

Because that is what you do.

You make a mess and then you come home,

and you ask me to clean it up.

You know why I chose NYU, right?

It wasn't for Maverick.

It wasn't for the music.

It was because I will do

anything, anything at all...

I will move across the

country to make sure

I end up nothing like you.

And once I leave, I am

never, ever coming back.

Kristin... Kristin Marie Cartwell...

Krys...

Barbara, she's young. She

doesn't know what she's saying.

How can my own daughter hate me so much?

She'll be back.

I promise you she'll be back.

Where's Krys?

She's with Maverick.

But we always come up here

and meet on Christmas Eve.

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