Married by Christmas Page #5

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Mm-hm! And between this

weekend, and, you know, tonight,

if things go the way

that I think they will,

I'll be able to, you know,

give him my proposal,

and my "proposal."

You are aware of how incredibly, insanely

Scooby Doo this all sounds, right?

Sorry, did the Scooby crew

ever fail to solve a case?

That comment was not

meant to encourage you.

I'm trying to be positive here.

Have you even talked to your

sister about what you're doing?

No. I don't want to

stress her out any more.

The wedding is

totally overwhelming.

I think, "Surprise! I'm married!"

Might stress her

out a little more.

You know, it's...

Katie just wants to have

her one, perfect day, and I

really want her to have it.

But the company means

everything to me,

so I'm gonna do whatever

I have to do to keep it.

I just think Katie might

be really hurt when she...

Don't you have some sort of

assistant-y thing to be doing,

like getting me coffee

or alphabetizing something?

Okay. Line drawn in the sand.

I'm hereby out

of your personal life.

No, no, no. I...

I didn't mean it like that.

You're right.

So, uh, anyway, I made your flight

reservations for this weekend.

There should be a confirmation

email in your inbox.

- Zelda.

- Yes, Ms. Tate?

Oh, come on. Really?

Just observing the protocol.

Okay. Have a good weekend.

Okay, love you too.

Are you sad I didn't

wanna go out tonight?

No, this is great.

Are you... are you cold?

- Are you?

- Mm.

Oh. Here.

I love this movie. It isn't

Christmas until I watch it.

Yeah, it's...

it's so romantic, isn't it?

I'm so happy you're

coming with me this weekend.

I can't miss an opportunity

to see you in hiking boots.

[chuckles]

Hm...

You know, Christmas movies

make me want to snuggle.

- Oh... okay.

- Oh! That's good.

Mm... hm...

Hey, are your eyes

blue or green?

My eyes are brown.

Clearly, they don't pay you to be observant

over at that national conglomerate.

Really? Let me see.

- Are you mesmerized?

- Totally.

[man speaks on TV]

Oh. Check this out.

I read online the other day

that they trucked in 5000 pounds

of actual snow for this scene.

- [talking continues on TV]

- Hm... neat.

Hm...

[Paul laughs]

Every time.

I come bearing a sister!

- Oh! Hello, sister!

- [laughter]

Oh, my goodness! Have you two

been in the schnapps already?

Gingerbread liqueur!

Hi! I'm Abby.

Oh. Uh, yeah, we met at Katie's

restaurant opening, right?

- You're the pastry chef.

- Yes. Guilty!

- I'm Ashley.

- Ashley is an artist.

I have several of her mixed

media pieces in the restaurant.

Oh. I'm surrounded

by creative types.

[laughter] - None of

Ethan's guys are here yet.

- Are we expecting any hotties?

- Um, I hate that word,

but yes, Ethan has invited

some very handsome friends.

- Yes!

- With personalities like sandpaper.

[laughs] Well, I think

it's brilliant how you're having

the bachelor and bachelorette

parties together.

Well, Ethan and I aren't into

all that last hurrah nonsense.

She wouldn't even

let me hire a stripper.

Both:
Oh!

There are moments when your being

uptight makes me love you a lot.

- Hm. Carrie, I'm going to have to ask you

- Hm?

To try really hard to get

along with Dylan this weekend.

- That's the best man, right?

- Mm-hm.

Is it, really? Yeah, I find

that laced with so much irony.

- Carrie!

- Yes!

He is the bestest best man ever.

- He's amazing!

- I'm bored. Let's do a shot.

- Okay!

- Go.

What in the...

How are you even

friends with these people?

You... you'll love them.

[Abby] Morning mimosas!

Oh, Abby, I have some thoughts

about the cake design.

- Oh, what about a Buche de Noel?

- Ooh!

Wait. Isn't that, like,

a giant cake roll log thing?

Yes! And I could put little

woodland creatures on top.

That sounds earthy like Ethan.

Maybe for the groom's cake?

As long as it has chocolate,

I'm set, babe.

Oh. It's chocolate.

Chocolate-flavored love.

Ooh!

What if we have a menagerie

of woodland creatures

representing our families?

A buck and doe for my parents?

- That does sound very dear.

- Oh...

Oh, my God, you're marrying Dad.

A buck and a doe. Yeah,

I think I could manage that.

Well, I definitely want it

festooned with Christmas foliage

like poinsettias,

or holly, or mistletoe.

- Heads up!

- Mistletoe!

- Oh!

- Ooh!

Come on, get in the

holiday spirit, dude.

- I'm gonna get some coffee.

- [all] Aw!

You!

Well, I am definitely not

gonna let this go to waste.

- [all shouting]

- Bow-chicka-bow-bow!

Oh... okay. [sighs]

Oh! I'm sorry. I didn't...

I didn't know anybody

was out here.

Oh, no, it's okay. I just

can't get a signal anywhere.

Well, you probably won't. That's one

of the reasons why I love this place.

Right. Yeah. I was, um...

I'm just trying

to check on Paul.

Oh, I'm sorry. Do your thing.

Oh, um... listen.

Thanks for putting

all this together.

Yeah. Yeah, sure.

It's no problem.

I mean, I know you're

going through a lot

with your grandmother's

will and everything.

Ethan kind of filled me in.

- He did?

- Mm-hm.

He must have had

a lot of questions.

- Naturally, he had a few.

- [laughs]

It must be nice to have a corporate

lawyer as a best bud, right?

- I'm sorry. I didn't mean to upset you.

- Oh, I'm not upset.

I'm just really frustrated

that I can't get any reception.

You'd think a global communications

company would find a place

to nail a satellite to a pine

tree out here or something.

- It's ridiculous.

- I keep feeling like we're

just getting off

on the wrong foot.

Do you have a landline?

Uh... no.

No, I don't, but, uh...

I can drive you into town.

Oh. Um... okay. Thanks.

- Okay. Sorry.

- It's fine.

[laughs] After you, really.

- [laughs]

- Just pull. Right here.

You need to... There you go.

I have arrived!

Just in time for

lunch and debauchery.

- Looks like he made it. Hey!

- Hey.

- Great.

- Oh! I was worried!

Mm. [whistles]

- Oh, hey.

- Hey.

- Is everyone back from the hike?

- Yeah, I'm just, uh,

- I'm just grabbing beers for everybody.

- Nice.

- Yeah.

- Oh, I'm sorry. I've made such a mess in here.

- I'll clean it up.

- No, I didn't, uh... I didn't know you cooked.

Oh, I don't cook. I bake.

There's a big difference.

- Where's Paul?

- Um, I sent him into town to get more sprinkles.

Oh. He's a, uh, he's

a nice guy. I like him.

- Yeah. He's an old friend.

- [oven timer buzzes]

Oh. Can you... Do you mind

just grabbing that batch?

Yeah. Sure. Gotcha.

- Oh, man.

- Hm?

- Oh!

- Mm-hm!

- These smell incredible.

- It's an old family recipe.

Mm-hm. [clears throat]

Look, I'm, uh...

I'm sorry about earlier.

- About what?

- Well, you know, about Ethan.

- I didn't really...

- Oh, no, no! We don't... please.

Let's not talk about it. Here.

- Oh!

- Mm-hm.

- Oh, man.

- Mm-hm?

- You're giving me flashbacks.

- Mm!

- The good kind or the bad kind?

- These are amazing.

We, um, we spent Christmas

up here every year

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