Married by Christmas Page #9

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- I am trying.

- Katie...

I asked Paul to marry me.

But Paul is gay.

Am I the only person in the

world that didn't know that?

Well, I don't understand. I thought

you two were just friends.

Yeah. I was...

I thought that if I got married

first, I wouldn't lose Emerson Foods.

- What are you talking about?

- I literally thought that if I could get Paul

to marry me...

I could keep you and Ethan

from getting the company.

[laughs] Oh, that's so pathetic.

- Thanks so much.

- Oh...

Even you have to admit that is

high on the pathetic scale.

And I have been

so awful to Dylan.

Yeah, Ethan told me about that.

Did he tell you everything?

He said you told Dylan

he looked sexy in plaid.

- I said what?! See? I...

- Okay.

I don't think we can allow you talk

to anyone you are not related to.

And I think I actually

like him. I think...

I think I sexy-plaid-like him.

Carrie, you're one of those

people that is so smart...

- and you're stupid.

- Thanks a lot.

Okay. Look, Carrie,

this isn't worth it. Okay?

- Ethan and I will step away completely.

- No, no, no!

That's... see, that's...

not what I want.

Then why are you doing this?

Okay, what is it that you want?

- I don't know.

- Oh, Carrie, look.

I love you.

And I know that

this is a lot for you,

but I cannot spend my

rehearsal dinner in a hallway

next to the restroom.

Are you coming?

- Yes, yes, in a minute.

- Okay.

[line ringing]

- [man] Hello?

- Hi, it's Carrie.

No, everything's fine.

Um, do you have a minute?

Wow, Katie.

- You look amazing.

- Just call me Stevie.

No, no...

That was... that was

Scrooge Carrie, okay? I'm...

Now I'm Tiny Tim.

God bless us, everyone!

I feel like I am gonna

throw up. Why am I so nervous?

- Why? Because this is huge, honey.

- Mm-hm.

Carrie, if I faint,

will you create a diversion?

You... you're not gonna faint.

But yes, you can count on me.

Here. Look, I'll distract you.

I have something for you.

What is this?

[sighs]

This is a letter of resignation.

Yep. Um, it has nothing

to do with you and Ethan.

Here. It has a little

to do with you and Ethan.

Oh, Carrie, Ethan feels awful

that for even a second,

you would think he

would want to hurt you.

No. He shouldn't. I haven't

even given the guy a chance.

He just got so excited

about the possibilities.

He has some really

great ideas, Katie.

Carrie, truly we both think

that the company

should go to you.

And that means so much to me, but

it doesn't change my decision.

- Okay?

- I don't understand.

I thought Emerson Foods

was everything to you.

I'm ready for my own adventures.

I don't know what to say.

Well, um, say that you

accept my resignation,

and you're prepared to offer me

a very lucrative exit package.

- Of course.

- [Carrie chuckles]

- I love you.

- I love you!

This is a big day! What are... Stop!

Let's get you perfect, Stevie.

- Oh... Mm-mm!

- Don't! Don't!

- Don't touch your face!

- Okay. Is this too much?

- No. It's beautiful.

- Thanks.

Oh, Mark! Look at our girls.

- [Carrie chuckles]

- Are you guys ready?

To be honest, I've been dreading

this since the day you were born.

- Dad!

- Dad!

It's not easy

giving away your baby.

- You're gonna make me cry!

- I love you, Daddy.

- I love you too.

- This is so precious!

Okay. Okay, we all need to come

together, take a cleansing breath.

- Oh, my!

- Seriously?

- Come on, it's her day.

- [exhales]

I love you all so much.

I couldn't ask for

a more glorious day,

- or a more perfect family.

- Oh, Katie.

Dad, seriously, I love them both,

but you have to make them stop.

Ladies, we have a

wedding to get to, right?

Okay, all right, so just,

I got the hair, got the makeup.

- I just... [babbling]

- Yes, go.

- Come on.

- Get it together, woman.

[Carrie sighs]

Oh, my goodness!

- [exhales]

- All right, lady.

Here we go. Time to

start the rest of my life.

Ah! Yeah. I know what you mean.

- Okay. I'll see you out there.

- Okay.

[slow instrumental

music playing]

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music continuing]

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music continuing]

[slow jazz music playing]

Bridesmaids are

supposed to be hideous.

You are not playing

by the rules, my dear.

I have a reputation

for being difficult.

But all the same, I couldn't leave

you without a date to the ball.

Paul, I'm so sorry.

I wasn't good to you...

Nope. Not another word.

I don't accept

apologies at weddings.

- I dance.

- No.

- Oh, yes.

- Oh, no!

- Oh, yes.

- Okay.

- Oh, right now? Come on!

- Come.

Yeah, look at that.

[soft jazz plays]

[Carrie] Oh...

- May I cut in?

- Yeah.

If you need me, I'll be standing

over there next to the cake log.

- Hi.

- Hi.

So I've gotta finalize

the contracts on Monday,

but I'd like to congratulate the

new CEO of Rowling Vineyards.

Thank you. [chuckles]

I gotta admit, I was pretty

surprised that you called me.

Yeah, I surprised myself.

Well, they're lucky to have you.

Well, they're a great

company. You know?

- They just need a little help.

- Yeah.

Hey, is Paul gonna

be upset about this?

Yeah, um, Paul and I

are just friends.

- Really?

- Really. [chuckles]

- Yeah. Look, I'm sorry.

- For what?

Really? I don't know, maybe because

I've spent the last couple of weeks

acting like you came from

the sewer or something.

Yeah, well, you know, we didn't

get off on the right foot.

No. I'm not usually

like that. It's...

- You're passionate.

- Oh!

- You're... you're nice.

- I am. I'm a very nice guy.

- Mm-hm.

- And, uh...

I like you.

I like you a lot.

I like you too.

Oh, damn it. [laughs]

- Can I tell you a secret?

- What?

You make... the best

Christmas cookies

- I have ever tasted. Next to my grandmother.

- Yeah? Okay.

- You're in a close second.

- Ready? Ready?

- Okay, it's almond extract...

- I think I know this.

- And lemon. No, you did not!

- Lemon. I knew it.

- No, you did not!

- I knew it was lemon extract!

- Now I have to kill you.

- You have to... well...

[Carrie laughs] Okay,

I'm gonna give you a compliment.

- Don't pass out. I know.

- What?

- Um... so your speech...

- Yeah?

At the rehearsal dinner...

- it really got me.

- Which part?

- The whole thing.

- Really?

- Yeah.

- Well, you know, I, uh...

I lettered in speech

in high school.

- Oh.

- I did.

- Makes sense then.

- I got beat up a lot.

But I am very sexy in plaid.

- I love plaid.

- I know.

- Merry Christmas.

- Happy New Year.

Happy New Year.

Okay. [laughs] Oh!

- And the man can dance.

- Hm...

[soft jazz plays]

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