Last Holiday Page #8
And I ended up on the cover
of a ski magazine.
Don't feel sorry for me, baby.
Never in my life did I think...
I would end up
in such a beautiful place...
doing so many incredible things.
So...
I'm sorry if I was...
maybe a little too honest with you.
But I wasted too much of my life
being quiet.
I was afraid, I guess.
You know how it is.
You keep your head down
and you hustle and hustle.
Then you look up one day and wonder:
"How did I even get here?"
Huh, bro?
See, some of the things
we care about a lot are pretty worthless.
So...
I hope I haven't spoiled your evening.
And...
it's truly been my pleasure.
Happy New Year.
- Happy New Year, Georgia.
- Thank you.
A**hole.
That's a very appropriate sentiment,
darling.
I second that.
Happy New Year, Matthew.
Where are you going?
Well, first I'm gonna find Georgia.
And then I'm gonna go back to school...
and I'm going to get
my business degree.
And then one day, when your wife
finally decides to divorce you...
and takes half of everything you have...
I'll only be too happy to help her figure
out exactly how much that should be.
Marie, what are you doing?
Has that ceiling
ever made you want to cry?
What ceiling? Get back to work.
- Hey.
- Hey.
Georgia, I just wanted to say
how sorry I am that...
Girl, it's okay. I know you are.
I left Matthew.
Oh, well, I don't know if they've cleared
the road yet to the airport.
- What do you mean?
- The avalanche and stuff.
Ms. Byrd,
something terrible has happened.
Matthew Kragen's
jumped out a window?
Pity, but not yet. He's still on the ledge.
- What?
- Come on.
I'll get my jacket.
What's going... Wait a minute.
Who? Hey, that's Kragen!
- What the hell is he doing?
- He does not take rejection well.
Matthew!
Matthew, what are you doing?
- What you doing?
- Thinking.
- About what?
- Not falling.
- Oh, no. What's she doing out there?
- Oh, my goodness.
This is crazy.
You don't have to be nice to me.
I know I'm a jerk.
You don't think I know I'm a jerk?
Oh, so, this is where jerks come
to hang out?
You're starting to get
a little crowd down there.
Happy New Year!
- Wave to the people.
- Happy New Year!
I can't believe this guy.
- Happy New Year!
- Happy New Year!
- They'd like me to jump.
- Well, don't start people-pleasing now.
Matthew. Come back in here.
You know you're not gonna jump.
You couldn't even jump off the dam.
Equipment failure.
- See? You know...
- Miss Burns, let me handle this, please.
Mr. Kragen, you know what?
You're really starting to piss me off.
- Give me that.
- No, no, no.
Oh, heads up!
Damn, that is a long drop.
Look, a guy like you has all the money
and time in the world...
to turn things around for himself,
you know?
So, just stop whining and get with it.
Get with what, exactly?
I don't know. I mean, I don't have...
Georgia Byrd's five rules
to how to be a better human being.
All I know is, if you want somebody
to care about you...
stop trying to buy and sell them
all the time.
Do I do that?
And you know what?
Get your pasty face off the cover
of your own magazine every month.
Yep, that's the face right there.
Every month!
I can't believe I had somebody like you
working for me all this time.
Well, I wasn't gonna work
for you forever.
I had plans, you know.
Yeah? What were you gonna do?
Well, nothing big by your standards.
But I was gonna open me up
a little restaurant.
Bistro style.
And, of course, a husband and a family.
Do you have a boyfriend?
Well, I wouldn't call him that.
He works for your company, too.
His name is Sean.
Georgia!
- It's starting to happen.
- What?
I mean, I can hear him
calling my name right now.
Well, someone actually
did call your name.
Georgia!
- Is that...
- Sean, what are you doing here?
Wait, I'm coming!
- You are here to see Miss Byrd?
- Yeah, how did you know?
Lucky guess.
Do you have the arrivals list
for tomorrow?
And where is everyone?
I don't have any help upstairs.
Yeah, I'll take care of this.
Georgia!
What the hell? I mean...
Come on.
How many people
can get on that ledge?
Who the hell is that?
Sean, what you doing here?
Well, I found out, you know,
about the Lampington's disease...
and, well, I up and quit my job.
Well, what would make you do
something like that?
I didn't feel like I had a future there.
Besides, after you quit...
I didn't feel like I had a reason
to be there.
It seemed like there should be
more possibilities in life.
Oh, no! You done up
and read my Possibilities book.
Well, what exactly
is a Possibilities book?
Georgia, I gotta talk to you.
Okay. Talk to me.
I can't do it now, here on a ledge!
Come on now, you're gonna have to.
I'm kind of in the middle
of something here.
Well, look, I...
Georgia, I had all kind of thoughts
running through my mind.
I should've told you this a long time ago.
I don't know what I thought or...
It doesn't even matter what I thought.
I have feelings for you.
Georgia Byrd, I want to be with you.
Whether if it's for five minutes
here on this ledge, or 50 years.
- I like this guy. Good guy.
- Me, too.
Oh, come on, knock it off.
Now, why you gonna send him
all the way around here...
when you know I gotta die?
- Who you talking to, baby?
- God.
Hello!
Oh, God.
- We're the only ones not up there.
- We should join them.
Urgent fax to Miss Georgia Byrd
from Dr. R. Gupta!
You were misdiagnosed
due to a faulty dog scan.
You don't have Lampington's disease.
You're going to live!
- I'm not gonna die?
- No!
- I'm gonna live?
- Yes!
I'm gonna live! I'm gonna live!
I'm going to live, everybody!
I hope that doesn't mean you want
to rethink that last statement.
About the five minutes or the 50 years,
and all that.
Oh, no.
Five minutes, 50 years, 100 years,
a million years...
my whole life!
All right!
All right!
- Can we get off this ledge now?
- Yeah.
It's colder than a snowman's ass
out here.
What do you say, Mr. Kragen?
You ready?
- You had enough of this?
- Yeah, go in inside.
- Yeah, it's time to get warm.
- Give me your hand. Careful, careful.
I want to tell you, thank you...
and I'm gonna make
a lot of changes in my life.
on the cover of the magazine, too.
You are funny.
You had me going for a minute.
You so wrong.
How you gonna do me like that?
Come on, baby. Come on.
Yeah, now we go.
Put them crawfish in there, baby.
How about a little taste? Smell.
Don't ask me. I'm only here on holiday.
Yeah, don't be careful now, huh?
Hey, it's getting crazy out there!
Everybody's arriving.
- Come on, baby, let's go.
- Go out and see to your friends.
And I'll take care of the rest.
- Okay?
- Okay.
Remember, it's not how you start,
it's how you finish.
Okay, all right.
Merci!
- Welcome. Welcome. Welcome.
- Thank you for coming.
- Thank you so much for coming.
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