The Fitzgerald Family Christmas Page #2

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So that leaves you.

Well, we can't do it here.

[whispers] And could you keep

your voice down? The baby's sleeping.

[whispers] I don't understand

why no one seems to think

that their mother's birthday

is a big deal.

Because she deals with you one way

and the rest of us another way.

You're the golden boy,

you can do no wrong.

She treats the rest of us like sh*t.

- I hope you know that that is total bullshit.

- Is it?

Do you know

she actually suggested

that I let her sneak the baby out

one day and get him baptized.

Yeah, she told me

and I think it's genius.

We're not baptizing the baby.

Why not?

Because Corey's Jewish.

I thought Corey's an atheist.

- He's still Jewish.

- Look,

just let Mom take the kid

up to church and have her do it.

You don't need to participate,

Corey doesn't need to know about it,

and that way the kid

is not stuck in Limbo

in case you two heathens

are wrong.

You're all crazy.

We're crazy? You're telling me

you're an atheist.

How do you explain

the Christmas tree?

We have a kid now. Where else

am I gonna put the presents?

Why don't you

just blow this thing off?

You know what?

That is not a bad idea.

Sharon,

it's your mom's birthday.

You gotta stop in for a drink

at least.

Oh, no. There is no just stopping in

for one drink with my family.

QUINN:
Yeah, that's true.

And let's all be made aware

if we go there at all,

we're gonna be there all night.

So let's not go.

The less I have to deal with Gerry,

the better.

What is this beef with Gerry?

I'm just... I'm tired of him pretending

he's the patriarch of our family.

First of all,

he's not my freakin' father.

And second of all,

he's hardly qualified for the job.

He's a grown man

and he still lives at home.

You know with fairness to him,

he's got his reasons for that.

Whatever. The point is,

if I don't have to go to

Mom's house tonight,

I am more than okay with that.

I have an idea.

Why don't Sharon and, um...

I'm sorry,

what was your name again?

Francis Xavier,

but my friends call me FX.

- Oh, okay. I like that. It's a good name.

- Thank you.

So why don't Sharon and FX

come upstate with us,

get a room at the same hotel.

We'll get dinner,

hang out for the weekend,

and we'll drive back

Christmas morning.

Honey, you know,

it's really not a great idea.

It's not considerate.

Sharon doesn't ski.

It's a ski resort.

Neither do I.

You don't ski?

You know I got an idea.

I'm headed out to East Hampton

this weekend.

You guys want to come with me,

you're more than welcome.

I've never been to the Hamptons.

That sounds awesome.

Does it sound awesome?

Yeah. Big time.

Oh, well, you gotta come then.

You're gonna love it.

What do you think, babe?

I got plenty of room.

Ah, as long as we're all agreed

that we don't have to go to Mom's,

I mean, I'm up for whatever.

- Babe, that sounds like so much fun.

-Mmm.

Please?

I don't wanna go skiing.

[Quinn sighs]

But I want to be with you.

Okay, fine.

[kiss]

But you're calling Mom.

[Phone rings]

Hey!

SHARON:

Hey, Mom. Happy birthday.

Hey, Sharon!

Oh, am I gonna see you tonight?

Yeah, you know,

that's what I was calling about.

You know, there must have been

some sort of misunderstanding

with Gerry or something.

I didn't know he wanted us

to come out tonight for a party

and then also again

at Christmas.

That's what I thought.

But you know Gerry wants to

make a big deal out of it.

Yeah, but it's not a big deal

to you, though, right?

Well, I mean,

it is my 70th but...

Well, you know how I feel

about birthdays, right?

Yeah, yeah. See that's what I thought,

that's what I told Quinn.

I mean, he had these plans

and then he invited me, so...

- So Quinn's not coming either?

- No. But...

we'll both be out at Christmas.

Like we always do, you know.

And we'll celebrate

your birthday then.

Yeah. Yeah, okay.

We'll--We'll do it then.

Okay, great.

I'm so glad you're cool with it.

- Look, I gotta go, Mom. I love you.

- I love you, Mom.

QUINN:
Happy birthday.

I love you both.

Love you, too.

Bye.

Okay, bye.

- We're good?

- We are so good.

Let's go.

Hmm.

Hey, Mom. You home?

Oh, I'm upstairs, Gerry.

Little change in plans.

We're gonna do the party here

tonight instead.

Okay? I already called

the restaurant,

and they're gonna bring over

a bunch of food.

The food is terrible.

And the takeout is even worse.

Oh, really? Is it? Then why do you

insist on eating there every night?

Because it's free.

And otherwise,

I'd have to eat alone.

But what is Dottie's problem?

I mean, why...

Why isn't she cooking?

Dottie has more drama

going on like always.

- But she's coming over?

- No. No.

And neither is Erin. I guess she has

her hands full with the baby.

Well, uh, Sharon and Quinn

have blown us off as well.

Apparently,

they made other plans.

Are you kidding me?

I spoke to Quinn earlier today

and he said he was coming.

Ah, you know what? I'm gonna call

that son of a b*tch right now

and make sure they

get their asses out here.

No, no, no, don't do that.

No, it's--it's...

Hon, I'm fine.

Listen, when you have a birthday

two days before Christmas,

you get used to

eating your cake alone.

Mom, you're not eating

your cake alone.

I will, uh...

I'll be right back, all right?

Hey! Can I help you?

Yeah, I'm Gerry Fitzgerald.

I'm an old friend

of Mrs. McGowan's.

Just wanted to stop by,

wish her a happy holiday.

Oh, yeah, yeah.

Um, I'm Nora, I'm one of her nurses.

Come on in.

NORA:
Nancy?

Oh, Gerry.

It's so good to see you.

GERRY:
Oh, yeah.

[kiss]

Oh, you want a drink?

Nora, get this boy a drink.

Oh, yeah.

What do you want?

No, actually I'm all right.

Thank you.

Okay.

So how are you?

Well...you know.

The holidays are hard.

Well, look,

that's why I'm here today.

I'm gonna invite you over the house

tonight for Rosie's birthday.

I know she would

love to see you.

Oh, no. I don't think so.

I don't have the strength these days

to leave the house.

But I'll call her,

I'll wish her a happy birthday.

Yeah, she would love

to hear from you.

And I'm gonna make sure

that she gets over here on Christmas Day

to at least stop by and say hello.

Oh, I don't know about that.

I got a phone call from your father.

Really?

- Mm-hmm.

- This guy is unbelievable.

- What did you say?

- I told him

there's not a shot in hell

that she is gonna let him

into that house again.

Especially, at Christmas?

I know. I told him the same thing

but he is insisting,

so tonight

we'll see what she decides.

What do you think

that she should do?

What do you think

in your heart?

- It's Christmas.

- Yeah.

If ever there was a time

for some forgiveness...

And mercy.

You're not gonna believe this.

I got this card from my sister,

and it just made me think

of this whole situation.

Just listen to this.

"Lost friend, lost child,

lost parent, sister, brother,

"husband, wife,

"in the season of immortal hope

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