
Snow Page #5
- Year:
- 2004
- 120 min
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[CROWD CHATTERING INDISTINCTLY]
...EVEN A LIMO.
HEY, NICK!
NICK! NICK!
DID YOU SEE:
THE LINE OF CARS?
[HAMMERING]
PRETTY COOL, HUH?
I BET YOU COULD SEE OUR HOUSE
FROM OUTER SPACE.
[POWER SAW WHIRRING]
NICK!
NICK?
HE'S UP HERE.
HELPING ME.
HEY.
[EXHALES]
WHAT DO YOU THINK?
CAN I TALK TO YOU FOR
A MINUTE OUTSIDE, PLEASE?
SURE.
OH, LOOK. YOU TWO ARE
UNDER THE MISTLETOE.
GO ON, NICK.
GIVE HER A KISS.
[WHIMPERS]
THAT CAN'T BE GOOD.
AND WHO DO YOU:
THINK YOU ARE?
NICK. I TOLD YOU
IN THE JEEP.
I'M...
YOU KNOW...
DON'T MAKE JOKES.
I'M NOT MAKING JOKES.
YOU WERE ROOTING THROUGH
MY PERSONAL SPACE.
NO, NO.
LORNA LET ME IN.
YOU WERE. YOU WERE GOING
I JUST WANTED:
TO CHEER YOU UP.
I DON'T REMEMBER SAYING
I NEEDED CHEERING UP.
ALL THOSE BOXES:
IN THE ATTIC...
I DIDN'T THINK YOUR
MOTHER'D BE HAPPY
IF SHE KNEW HER:
FAVORITE DECORATIONS
WERE TUCKED AWAY
IN AN ATTIC:
YEAR AFTER YEAR AFTER YEAR,
I DIDN'T THINK.
YOU DIDN'T THINK?
RIGHT.
YOU DIDN'T THINK?
I HOPE MAYBE NOW
YOU'RE CHEERED UP.
ALL RIGHT...
SANDY,
YOU KNOW WHAT?
YOU'RE RIGHT.
I'M SORRY.
I'M SORRY, I SHOULDN'T--
I'M SORRY.
BUT, I MEAN,
LOOK AROUND YOU.
LOOK AT ALL THIS.
WHAT DO YOU SEE?
WHAT DO I SEE?
I SEE...
I SEE CHRISTMAS.
PRETTY GOOD, HUH?
LISTEN, SANDY, THERE'S
SOMETHING I HAVE TO TELL YOU.
I'M...
I...
TELL HER NOW, NICKY-BOY.
...THOUGHT THA I MIGHT COOK DINNER.
FOR EVERYONE HERE.
TO THANK THEM FOR
THEIR HOSPITALITY.
[SCOFFS]
AND MAYBE WE:
COULD DRESS UP...
ALSO.
OK.
OK.
[NECK CRACKS]
[SIGHS]
WHAT WAS THAT?
YOU DIDN'T TELL HER.
I PANICKED.
LEAVE ME BE.
WHO KNEW SANTA:
WAS A DWEEB.
YOU CAN'T HAVE
TWO SKATEBOARDS.
THAT'S TOO MANY
SKATEBOARDS.
DUDE, YOU AIN'T SEEN
NOTHING YET.
THIS IS NOT REALLY
THE SPIRIT OF CHRISTMAS.
[DOOR OPENS]
OH, HEY, HECTOR--
WITH ME.
I'M GONNA TRY TO GE OFF WORK EARLY.
BUT, BABY, I'M SORRY.
ANY PROMISES, OK?
YEAH, WHATEVER.
LOOK, I KNOW I'VE BEEN
WORKING A LOT LATELY,
BUT TRUST ME,
I DON'T LIKE I ANY MORE THAN YOU DO.
WHATEVER.
[DOOR CLOSES]
THIS HAPPENS:
EVERY CHRISTMAS.
I REALLY DO HATE MY JOB
THIS TIME OF YEAR.
LISTEN, HE'LL
UNDERSTAND ONE DAY.
HE'S JUST A KID.
PLUS, IT'S IMPORTAN WHAT YOU DO.
I'M IN DELIVERY TOO,
I SHOULD KNOW.
AND ALL THE CARDS
AND GIFTS,
AND LETTERS, PRESENTS.
HOW ARE THEY:
GOING TO GE TO WHERE THEY'RE GOING
WITHOUT US?
AND THINK OF HOW HAPPY
THAT MAKES PEOPLE.
[SCOFFS]
ALL I CAN THINK ABOU RIGHT NOW
WE DELIVER MAGIC, ISABEL.
YOU'RE A LUCKY WOMAN.
[ENGINE STARTS]
WHAT IS THAT FOR?
NOTHING.
GOOD MORNING.
I CAN'T BELIEVE
YOU HAD ALL THESE
LOVELY THINGS PACKED AWAY.
I KNOW, IT'S SO GOOD
TO SEE IT ALL AGAIN.
SO, UM...
WHERE'S NICK?
OH, I IMAGINE HE'D
BE OFF BUYING A TURKEY
AT THE SUPERMARKE ABOUT NOW.
DOING EVERYTHING BUT THE ONE
THING HE'S SUPPOSED TO BE DOING.
HEY, REMEMBER, HE WANTS
US ALL OUT OF THE HOUSE
UNTIL DINNER'S READY.
OH, HE'S REALLY
QUITE A FELLA.
YEAH.
I'M HAPPY FOR YOU.
LORNA!
THERE'S NOTHING GOING ON
BETWEEN ME AND NICK.
THERE ISN'T!
AND BESIDES,
SO...
FOR A WHOLE LOT OF
NOTHING GOING ON,
YOU SURE ARE BLUSHING.
[GIGGLES]
[BUDDY SNORTS]
NICK:
YEAH, WELL,YOU WEREN'T THERE,
SO YOU DON'T KNOW,
ALL RIGHT?
IT WAS WONDERFUL.
FOR ONE SPECTACULAR MOMEN I WAS A NORMAL GUY
WHO STOOD A CHANCE
WITH A GIRL.
[BUDDY GRUNTS]
YEAH, I KNOW.
I KNOW, I KNOW, BUDDY.
IT'S ALMOST CHRISTMAS EVE
AND IT JUST SO HAPPENS,
THE PERFECT TIME TO FINALLY
TELL HER THE TRUTH,
DON'T YOU THINK?
[GRUNTS]
I HAVE A PLAN.
P-L-A-N-E, PLAN.
[BUDDY GRUNTS]
IS IT? NO "E"?
NO, YOU WERE ALWAYS
THERE'S GONNA BE A GREAT PLAN,
A GREAT PLAN. WE'RE IN.
I'M GONNA COOK UP A HUGE
FEAST FOR THE ENTIRE HOUSE,
AND THEN WHEN THE TIME
IS RIGHT,
I'LL PULL SANDY ASIDE,
OFFER HER A LITTLE
MORE WINE,
TELL HER WHAT, NICK-O?
BUCK! IT'S BUCK.
HI, BUCK.
HEY, SO TELL ME
SOMETHING, NICK.
OR SOMETHING,
THESE WALKING MEATLOAVES?
'CAUSE ME, I TRY AND TALK
TO THEM AND... NOTHING.
SO TELL ME, NICK...
YOU MAKING A MOVE ON MY GIRL?
[STUTTERING]
YOUR...?
[MIMICKING STUTTER]
HEY! LISTEN UP.
I'VE BEEN WATCHING YOU.
EVER SINCE YOU'VE MOVED
INTO THE WACKO HOUSE.
SO DON'T YOU GO TRYING
PULLING ANYTHING OVER ON SANDY.
IF YOU DO...
I'LL FEED YOU
TO THE POLAR BEARS.
OH, WHAT THE HELL.
OH!
HEY...
[BUDDY GRUNTS]
IT'S OK.
I'LL KNOCK HIM
YOU STAY PUT.
HEY, THERE.
OH! BUCK.
FOR THE LAST TIME:
WILL YOU STOP:
SNEAKING UP ON ME?
OOH, ME LIKE-Y THE SHOES.
[MEOWS]
[SCOFFS]
WE'RE HAVING
A HOUSE DINNER.
SOMETHING NICE.
OH YEAH?
WELL, IF YOU MEAN NICK...
YES...
HE IS A TENANT.
NOW, IF YOU DON'T MIND--
MY INSTINCTS ARE TELLING
ME THAT HE'S TRYING
TO WORK SOME ANGLE ON YOU.
YOU BEING THE EXPERT ON ANGLES.
IN THE REINDEER PEN.
BUCK, JUST STOP.
THE WAY HE COZIED UP
TO YOU LAST NIGHT.
BUCK, I WANT YOU
OUT OF MY LIFE.
HEY, I'M JUST TRYING
THAT'S JUST THE KIND
OF GUY THAT I AM.
OUT.
GARNISH...
[WHOOSHING]
[TIMER RINGS]
HOT, HOT, HOT...
[BELLOWING]
GREAT NORTH!
WHAT ARE YOU GUYS
DOING HERE?
YEAH, I'M SURE DAD WOULD
HAVE HANDLED IT DIFFERENTLY.
I DIDN'T ASK FOR ANY HELP. NO
ONE ASKED YOU GUYS TO COME HERE.
YOU KNOW WHAT? THANKS
THE STAIRS, OK?
AND BACK IN THROUGH
THE MIRROR, RIGHT NOW.
[CAR HONKS]
[ALL]
OH!
DON'T YOU DARE
START WITHOUT ME.
OH, I MADE IT.
THEY FOUND SOMEBODY
TO TAKE THE SECOND
SHIFT.
IT'S A MIRACLE,
I TELL YA.
OH, IT'S SO LOVELY
YOU COULD JOIN US.
COME ON.
YOU'RE JUST IN TIME.
UP THE STAIRS.
YOU TWO GUYS USE
THE BACK STAIRS.
UP THE STAIRS.
UP WE GO,
COME ON, BOYS.
COME ON, GUYS, COME ON.
UP THE STAIRS.
THE REST OF YOU,
IN THE DINNING ROOM.
...ME TOO.
AND IT BETTER BE GOOD.
I KNOW, BECAUSE
I'M STARVING.
CHESTER, BEHAVE.
I HOPE HE CAN COOK,
YOU KNOW?
YOO-HOO, MR. SNOWDEN!
HI.
JUST ABOUT.
YOU KNOW, WHY DON'T YOU GUYS
GO INTO THE LIVING ROOM.
I GOT SOME WARM NUTS
AND CIDER.
ENJOY YOURSELVES AND
DINNER WILL BE SERVED
IN JUST A COUPLE OF MINUTES.
OK.
[REINDEER GRUNTS]
WHAT IS THAT?
UH...
AND MAYBE IT'S THE TURKEY.
TURKEY'S SAYING,
"I'M READY!"
OK.
SANDY--
YEAH?
YOU, UH...
YOU LOOK VERY NICE.
OH, THANKS.
WAIT, THAT WAS SEVEN, RIGHT?
[MUMBLING]
DANCER, DONNER, COMET, CUPID...
SEVEN. OK.
I GOTTA GO CHECK
ON SOMETHING.
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