Last Ounce of Courage Page #5
Grandma got run over
by a reindeer
Walking home from our house
Christmas eve
Not one channel plays
real Christmas music any more.
If I have to listen to that guy
sing about his grandma
being run over by a reindeer
one more time...
Hey, I will take care of you,
my friend.
Going to go get
a big ol' Christmas tree
Christmas tree, that is
[ Beat-boxing ]
We three kings
of Orient are
[ Humming ]
[ Beat-boxing ]
[ Yawns ]
Bring a torch,
Jeanette, Isabelle!
[ Vocalizing ]
What?
Nothing.
[ Laughter ]
GREG:
I couldn't sleepfor about a year
after Thomas died.
We both lost our best friend.
I'm sorry.
Is it okay to talk about him?
How'd you get through it?
[ Sighs, chuckles ]
I threw myself
into motherhood at first.
Then I realized
I was a young mother
and a widow with nothing.
I was just trying anything
to get my life back and...
start over.
and 10 to almost 15.
I'm sorry
I wasn't there for you.
Don't be.
I was just so young.
I'd... never seen
I was too young to know
what to do or how to help.
I'm sorry.
You apologize too much.
Sorry. [ Chuckles ]
Let's get out of here.
You see that little scar?
When Thomas and I
were in fifth grade,
um, we sat over there
at the gazebo...
[ Sighs ]
And we, um...
cut our thumbs...
and pressed them together.
We thought it made us
blood brothers.
He loved you like a brother.
[ Kisses ]
Perfect!
Turn around.
Let me see.
[ Gasps ] It's beautiful.
No, no, no, it's yours.
Merry Christmas.
[ Laughs ]
Jesus loves you.
Everything is going to be okay.
Why don't you
go get something to eat?
And look at you.
Hey, Dottie?
Hmm?
I'm really glad I have you.
Aw.
Me too.
Well, you are a space alien,
if I have ever seen one.
Na-nu, na-nu!
Na-nu, na-nu!
[ Both laugh ]
See that little boy
over there? Yeah.
Why don't you go talk to him?
All right.
Reminds me of J.J.
when she was little.
You know, in the old mission,
she would hide in the coatrack,
play hide-and-seek
with everybody.
Oh, and then she'd climb
on the counter
and help me serve the meals.
Whatever happened with J.J.,
anyway?
Well... it's complicated.
for her to come back.
We talk.
What?
I need to ask you something.
What?
Does Bob think
that I should have
talked Thomas out of enlisting?
No, sweetheart.
Do you think anyone
could have talked Thomas
out of serving in the military?
No. That's...
That's something
we'll never know.
[ Sighs ]
And although he won't admit it,
I believe that Bob
thinks he's responsible.
He just doesn't know
what to say to you.
No one's responsible.
Things just happen, all right?
Come here.
I love you.
Enough of that.
Dottie, this came
in the mail for you.
Oh, thanks.
So, I had a nice time with Greg
the other night.
And?
And I told him I needed
some time to think.
I mean, I know I've known him
forever, but...
Dottie?
The health department
is going to close the mission...
over Christmas.
MR. BOUTWELL:
Curtain.Music, Jennifer.
[ Children vocalizing ]
Lovely.
Enh-enh.
[ Vocalizing continues ]
Ooh, very good.
Very good, very good.
Okay, ladies, scurry.
Bow and scurry, bow and scurry.
Scurry, scurry, scurry,
scurry, scurry, scurry.
And you're off.
One moment, please.
Stewart!
Stewie.
Could we at the end of that,
like, you know,
have the lights come up
sort of gradually,
illuminating the stage
in sort of, like...
with the music
in sort of like a rainbow-onic
kind of a crescendo?
We could if the equipment
Thank you.
All right!
Cue the aliens!
Behold, Zindor,
the star in the east.
It will guide us.
But, Zondor,
we are but space aliens
who've traveled from afar.
Will the king accept us?
Not to fear, Zindor.
It has been foretold
that the king
will be born this night
on planet Earth.
And he will accept all
who seek him and find him.
But how will we know
it is the true king?
The supernova will light our way
to the pot of gold.
And we will find the king
just as predicted
in the scrolls of Plutonia.
Wuh-wuh.
Wuh-buh.
Ploo-tone-ya.
Ploo-toe-nee-uh.
No-no.
Ploo-tone-ya.
Ploo-toe-nee-uh.
I-Is it just me?
Is it just me?
Whatever. Okay.
Let's go to the conclusion,
please.
Everybody, center.
This is the "Silent Night..."
Wintry Night."
Let me feel the cold.
[ Door rattles ]
Blasted door.
Somebody's gonna get trapped
in here.
Mr. Leonard?
May I talk to you for a sec
about that door?
[ Indistinct shouting ]
CROWD:
[ Chanting ]...church and state!
Separate
church and state! No Christmas!
Separate...
No Christmas!
CONNIE:
Accordingto Warren Hammerschmidt,
Mayor Revere is flaunting
the will of the people
as he continues his public
display of civil disobedience.
As you can see,
a huge Christmas tree
now stands defiantly
on the courthouse lawn
after nearly two decades
of absence.
This latest development makes
tonight's city council meeting
even more interesting.
You know, I appreciate
your convictions.
But not everybody
feels the same as you.
We could make this all go away.
Every year, my family throws me
Christmas
is about Jesus's birthday,
dad-gum peace on Earth
and good will to everybody.
I say we all enjoy that tree
like we used to.
And, everybody else,
just take a chill pill!
Mr. Hammerschmidt.
People, tradition
is not the issue here.
Not even close.
Mayor Revere has taken the law
into his own hands
to promote his own religion.
That is ridiculous.
You have overstepped
your boundaries, Mayor.
You have overstepped
your boundaries,
Mr. Hammerschmidt.
I take offense to your
politically motivated actions,
and I'm here to protect
my rights
as an American citizen.
What about the rights
of the people you serve?
the people you pretend to serve?
Whose liberties
are you protecting?
What's that supposed to mean?
You're removing my freedoms,
my rights,
and my heritage
as a Christian American.
We are talking about
the separation
of church and state.
Well, please,
what are your objectives?
You are supposed to represent
all the citizens
of your community equally.
Unlike your organization,
that represents
anti-American causes.
[ Murmuring ]
Sir, we are nonpartisan.
Right.
Nonpartisan, huh?
Well, it's like
what Charlie said.
some tradition
we all enjoyed
before organizations like yours
came in to take them
out of public.
You really need
to check your facts.
Stepping on your toes, am I?
Most people know what you
and your cronies in Washington
have been doing for years.
Well, as you can see,
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