Love the Coopers Page #9
NARRATOR:
Despite his broken heart,
Sam asked Madison for a dance,
determined to erase the image
of the 2nd floor men's room of
the First Butler Hospital
from the memory of her
5th Christmas eve.
Miss Newport,
I have some news.
So, your father had
a small stroke.
He's stabilized now
and he's gonna be fine.
You can see him later,
but right now we'd like him to rest.
DOCTOR:
You can see himwhen he wakes up.
HANK:
But he's okay?His vitals are fine,
he's just resting.
I'll check back in
with you later.
SAM:
Good, great.CHARLOTTE:
Thank you.DOCTOR:
He's sleeping right now.Get outta town.
Your doctor is "married guy"?
No.
Yeah, I met him
when I brought my grandpa
in for a check up.
A little agey, isn't he?
Well, let him down easy.
I mean,
even a married guy doesn't
deserve to get dumped on Christmas, right?
Seriously?
You are not this person.
Kinda look like her, though,
don't I?
No.
You don't even know me.
What?
After today?
Wow.
Lying really does
come easy to you.
Okay, how about this
for the truth?
I've known you
for eight hours,
and you are leaving in five.
I'm sorry about your Grandpa, hon,
but he's gonna be okay. I promise.
Be careful over there, okay?
Yeah, you too.
Lucky me.
I get to see you at Christmas.
Wanna see what I got you?
Yeah.
[CLEARS THROAT]
The first Noel
the angels did say
Was to certain
poor shepherds...
[UPBEAT MUSIC PLAYING]
Sorry, sorry.
Sorry, no.
[CRASH]
Sorry.
Sorry.
Sorry!
Excuse me.
[ELEVATOR DINGS]
Wait. No. Hold the elevator!
[CLEARS THROAT]
[GASPS]
That was a good one.
You would've loved
to have seen you.
You didn't leave.
I couldn't.
We're too good a story.
You picked me up in a bar.
You came on to me.
You stalked me
in an airport.
You begged me
to go home with you.
I couldn't get rid of you.
Yeah, we finally agree
on something.
We're together just to say
goodbye, you know.
I know.
You're like Clarence,
sent down to save
my wonderful life.
Merry Christmas.
Merry...
...Christmas.
LAUREN:
Hey, Charlie.Lauren?
I got your text.
My...
Oh, yeah, no, of course.
Right, my text.
I text girls all the time.
That's what I do, you know.
I didn't think
you were gonna come.
It's Christmas Eve.
Oh, no. It's no big deal.
We're Jewish, so, we were
just getting Chinese food, so...
Take your coat off and everything,
these are my parents right there.
Well...
Maybe we should...
give them a little privacy.
Yes, that's probably
a good idea.
HANK [WHISPERING]:
Bo, Bo, come here.
Why don't we go over
here for little bit?
ANGIE:
Come over here, honey.Stop staring.
I can't stop.
Last year, the 3rd grade class
picture came out all squinty.
They're interviewing
Bud Bartlett, but
he doesn't care about
getting a good shot.
I could talk
to the principal and...
Bo told me tonight.
I actually have to go,
I'm sorry.
I promised my boyfriend
that I'd meet his family.
Yeah, yeah.
Yeah, you should get going.
And, Angie, I...
I want you to be happy.
Oh, God, what is that?
I, ugh...
HANK:
There goes the tree.HANK:
Should we intervene?They need a referee?
ANGIE:
It's disturbing.HANK:
It's not safe.[MAKING KISSING NOISES]
Can I tell you something,
without knowing anything about you?
I think you need Jello.
You have his smile.
I got lucky.
You know, I think that
your hands were the first thing
I loved about you.
I'm gonna miss them.
I think, at first, I held on
so tight to the kids because
of all that we went through
and how much I loved them.
But now...
because...
I don't know who I am
if I don't.
My love for them...
it's so huge.
I kinda got lost in it, you know?
And a part of me,
like you said...
A part of me got small.
No.
You're not small.
I didn't even agree
with me when I said it.
You're beautiful and ridiculous.
No.
And as passionate
as you always were.
It's about different things now.
Yeah.
We had a great run,
Charlotte.
Nobody can say
we didn't try.
No, we tried.
[SNIFFLING]
Let's go on the trip.
You don't have to.
No, look at me, honey,
I want to go with you.
Really?
That's incredible.
Oh, Charlotte...
I don't really know
if we should go to Africa.
What?
Bo said Hank got laid off.
Oh, my God, I knew it.
The tell tale snort.
That snort.
But, I can...
take you out to
We could go to some
fancy Ethiopian place
with native dress.
You can take me to IHOP,
for all I care.
Yeah, me too.
[LAUGHING]
Oh, my...
Hi, Sam.
Hi.
[CHARLOTTE LAUGHS]
Good for them.
Why waste a moment?
We're here for such a short time.
I need a last minute gift that
balloons or pictures
of children with big eyes.
You can never
go wrong with chocolate.
No.
Get me the most expensive thing
that you have.
You shouldn't have done this.
I feel so ridiculous.
Here we go. Oh!
Emma, no!
No, look...
What?
That's the most expensive
thing they had.
[ALL LAUGHING]
I really like it.
'Cause what says Christmas
better than a shower seat?
HANK:
Exactly. Well said.that shower seat.
[ALL LAUGHING]
Merry Christmas.
To you, Mom.
SAM:
To family.NARRATOR:
Bucky woke up withan unexpected craving for lime Jello.
As everyone sat
around the table,
the past, present and future
were coming together
for one elusive night.
[INSTRUMENTAL MUSIC PLAYING]
Fate was kind, playing
that particular muzak just then.
Um, excuse me, Madison.
Might I steal this man
away from you?
Oh, yeah?
Uh-huh. Can I?
Mom.
NARRATOR:
Sam and Charlotte relishedin the closeness
brought on by the time
well spent on the trip not yet taken.
I still got it.
[ALL MUTTERING]
I've never seen that.
ELEANOR:
Are they are really doing this?
NARRATOR:
Eleanor let go of her pastenough to be in the present.
Instead of trying to present
the perfect picture,
Hank celebrated this moment
un-photoshopped.
Do you want to dance?
Me?
Hank and Ruby took
their first step on the right foot.
All the more meaningful,
because Bucky had led them to it.
HANK:
Whoo![RUBY LAUGHING]
And Charlie would always
remember his first kiss.
His sloppy, awkward,
but very first kiss.
You look pretty, Emma.
Do you want to dance?
Gosh, I would love to dance.
Emma finally recognized she was
already part of a large family.
As Bucky stood, taking them in,
his family unaware of him,
this thought entered his head,
which he shared with
a large Haitian orderly.
Such a fuss...
when everything we want is right
in front of us the whole time.
And at last, everyone
appreciated that very sentiment.
Why is it they can never
remember that?
just for a moment, they do.
Well, that's my tale.
Sometimes, I wonder about
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