Northpole Page #7

Oh, hey!

- (Woman):
Hi!

- Here you go!

Hope to see you there!

- Thanks!

- Yeah, sure! Um...

We met in college,

both English majors.

I wanted to be a journalist,

he wanted to be a novelist.

Only difference is

I worked towards my goal,

and he only dreamed of his.

- Where is he now?

- Oh! I don't know.

Probably some place

with coconuts,

dreaming of his first draft.

- (Clementine, giggling):

Oh, look! Here's more

people.

- (Kevin):

Special delivery!

Tree lighting on Christmas Eve!

- Ah! That fella

could pull a sleigh!

Hope to see you

at the tree lighting.

Whoo!

- (Ryan):
Once you make

learning fun, my job's easy.

- Fun? Yeah...

Come to the tree lighting.

- Thanks!

- I used to have some of

that

before the responsibility

of a pesky thing

called paying the bills.

You know, I used to

pack a mean snowball.

- Oh, really?

I bet you talk a big game.

- So, you don't think

I'd do this, huh?

(Both laughing)

- Oh, really?

It's on!

- (Laughing):
No!

- (Kevin and Clementine):

Snowball fight!

(Laughing)

(Screaming)

- (Ryan):

Oh, what do you want?

You guys want

a piece of this? Oh!

(All screaming and laughing)

(Panting)

(Clementine and Kevin laughing)

- (Josephine):

Gloria

( Choir vocalizing )

In excelsis deo

- Nice job!

Nice job, everybody!

Let's take five!

- Hi!

- Hi!

- Josephine, this is

my friend Chelsea,

the one I told you about.

- Thank you so much

for talking with me.

- Well, to be honest, I'm

not

really sure if I should.

- Look, all I need to know

is January's agenda.

If it wasn't the holidays,

it'd be public, right?

- Right.

I guess it's OK.

There are 2 items:

a proposal to widen

a crosswalk on State Street,

and an offer from a company

called Pendleton Development

to purchase Greenwood Park.

- That's all I needed to know.

- Merry Christmas!

- You too!

Yes!

- (Jenkins):
Hastings!

When do I get the park

story?

- I'm just putting the final

touches on it right now.

- Good! I wanna go big with

this

in tomorrow's edition,

and we go to press in 2 hours.

Chelsea!

- Yes, I understand.

- OK.

(Keyboard clicking)

- OK...

(Sighing)

- (Kevin):

OK, what's next?

- OK, so now we need

2 mittenfuls of sugar.

- All right.

- One... Nice!

- One...

- Two!

- And two!

- Perfect!

OK, and now, one

bellful of sprinkles.

- A whole bellful?

- And no skimping!

There's no such thing

as too many sprinkles.

- (Chelsea):
Hey, guys!

Sorry I'm late! Hi!

- Guess what, Mom!

We just got an anonymous

donation from the website!

- Ah!

- A ginormous one!

- Yeah! Ginormous enough to

afford a generator and

lights.

- We might actually be able

to pull this off, hmm?

- To our secret, but very

generous, benefactor.

- Thank you!

All right, cheers!

- (Ryan):
Cheers!

- (Clementine):
Jingles!

- Jingles!

- Excuse me...

Be careful, it's hot.

First batch out of the oven!

- Thank you!

Wow! That is amazing!

- For every cup of

flour, 2 cups of happy.

Got the recipe

from Grandma Lolli,

who created it

with Grandma Dolli,

with help from Grandma Lacybell.

- You have a lot of grandmas.

- Tell me about it!

Last year, I got 204 pairs

of socks for Christmas.

(Chuckling)

- Can I ask you something?

- Sure.

- You and Kev, you're

just pretending, right?

I mean, you don't really

think

you're from Northpole?

(Chuckling)

- You know, sometimes, it's

harder for people to believe

in things they've never seen

than it is for others.

- Yeah...

That basically describes me.

- But, Ms. Hastings,

for Kevin, you ignored what

your head was telling you

and chose to listen

to your heart instead.

And just so you know,

that meant so much to him.

And what you're

trying to do here,

to bring the town together,

to light the tree

and make people happy...

Well, that means

so much to me too.

- Clementine?

- Yeah?

- How old are you?

- 13... decades!

I'm kidding!

(Giggling)

I'll get you another cookie.

- Hey!

Oh, it looks like you've

been working all night!

- Well, I promise posters,

I deliver posters.

- A man who finishes

what he starts.

I'm not used to that.

- Maybe it's time

for that to change.

- I need some more

coffee. You want some?

- Sure!

(Birds chirping)

- OK, so I have

the food all set,

um, you've got the posters.

I just need to get the

permit,

then we're ready for

tomorrow!

- Whoa!

- What?

- Well, isn't this the story

you've been working on?

- Let me see!

Jenkins wasn't kidding

when he said he

was gonna go big.

Huh! Wow!

I wonder who's gonna

call first, huh?

The mayor apologizing

or Pendleton's lawyer,

threatening to sue.

I guess I don't

need these anymore.

Wait a minute!

I don't believe it.

- Believe what?

- 1964 junior skating

pair champions,

Ernie and Penelope.

"Penny" is short for Penelope.

- I don't get it.

- It has to be him!

- Who?

- Pendleton!

- Yeah, I mean...

It could be, I guess.

But, so what?

- I think I made a huge mistake.

Can you hold down

the fort for me?

There's something I gotta do.

- Yeah...

(Car door slamming,

birds chirping)

(Doorbell ringing)

- Ms. Hastings! I'm

surprised to see you here.

- I wouldn't have

bothered you, but...

- Apparently, your article's

caused quite a stir.

The city council's decided

to launch an investigation.

- What a mess!

Look, I know I'm the last

person you wanna talk to,

but if you could...

If you wouldn't mind

answering a

couple more questions for

me...

- Why bother?

You got your headline.

- I did. But, just...

I think I got it wrong.

(Sighing)

rday.

For nearly 50 years,

Penny was the light of my life.

- Was?

- I lost her 6 months ago.

- I'm sorry.

I didn't know.

- W-we grew up next

door to each other.

Walked to school together,

played, skated...

We had our first

kiss on this rink.

She... she loved

Greenwood Park.

- So, why build condos on it?

- Condos?

No, Pendleton Towers is

going

up by the old brickyard.

- But I know you were

planning on buying the park!

- To fix it up, and then

donate

back to the city in trust,

so it could always be a place

where people come

together and have fun.

- Why didn't the mayor

tell me? Why didn't you?

- That's not what

Penny would've wanted.

No, no plaques, no publicity,

no names over the door.

"The joy is in the

giving," she'd say,

"not in the credit."

- Well, now that your gift

is no longer anonymous,

are you still gonna go

through with the project?

- Even if I decided to go ahead,

the city's reconsidering my

offer based on what you

wrote.

- I'll make sure the

paper prints a retraction.

Maybe that'll help.

Mr. Pendleton,

did you happen

to give a donation

to the Christmas-tree

lighting campaign?

- Well, if I did, you

know I couldn't tell you.

Ms. Hastings, what made

you bring me that picture?

(Sighing)

- I wanna begin by saying

how

truly sorry I am, Mr.

Jenkins.

And I assured Mr. Pendleton

that

a retraction will go to

print.

- A retraction is

not how I intend

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