The Town Christmas Forgot Page #4

Synopsis: On his way to a luxury resort for the Christmas holiday, banker Charles Benson's car breaks down, so his family gets stuck in Nowhere, Colorado, a sleepy town which seems to be dying since its mine closed. Son Nolan befriends the grumpy old former toy shopkeeper, and pushes the charmed grump to become the naturally perfect Santa in the Christmas pageant his mother helped organize despite the disheartened mayor. Charles gets stuck in the mine with the mechanic, whom he befriends, and ends up as the real Christmas benefactor.
 
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2010
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step kick.

Oh, oh, oh!

You okay?

Yeah, it's just

an old injury.

Oh, uh, can you

tough it out?

Okay, okay,

she can tough it out.

It's very exciting.

You have two moves.

Aw, hell of a job,

Annie.

You guys do it.

Five, six, seven, eight.

This isn't

gonna work.

Oh I have faith in us.

And you.

Did you...

Uh...

What?

Did you ever make it to

the big time?

Kind of. Once, I was fourth on the left.

Broadway.

Oh, Sam, it was big,

it was really, really big.

It was like I was on top of the

mountain, I was just looking down.

Yeah, but you know.

Life.

I mean things are never easy.

I mean not for anybody.

My mother always said, life doesn't

change you, you change it.

Obviously your mother

was not in advertising.

Uh, well,

you here to audition?

I thought I made it clear,

there's not going to

be a Christmas pageant

this year.

And I thought I made it

clear that there was.

Sam...

You tell these women to

go back to their homes

and do what wives

are supposed to do.

Don't start that

with me, Jeremiah.

The town can't

afford it!

And the men folk don't

want it either.

They've all got problems

of their own,

they don't need to be reminded

of how bad things are.

Maybe that's why

we need this.

To take their minds off

of how bad things are.

I'm gonna put an end to this

silly thing once and for all.

Mark my words,

Ladies.

There won't be a Christmas

pageant this year.

Or ever again.

So, where were we.

We had a little sway.

What,

you wanna do it? Absolutely!

Okay.

We're gonna do it.

We're gonna do our grapevines,

we're gonna do our kicks.

We're gonna add more moves!

Everybody ready?

Yes!

Music!

Five, six, seven, eight.

To the right.

Sway, sway, sway. And to the left.

Sway, sway, sway.

And step kick, step kick,

step kick, step kick.

Are you ready to

just keep goin',

cause we're gonna do

a turn right now.

Go.

And up and...

Okay...

Whoa, whoa,

you all right?

You're gonna have to tell

me how this is gonna work.

Uh, uh it's a block

and tackle.

Um, like an engine hoist.

There ya go, other foot.

Where'd

you learn this?

Sailing school. I got a

forty-foot schooner back at home.

All right.

Okay, I need you to

hang in there.

Okay. I need ya to help me out.

All right. Stay there.

Okay, okay,

wait, wait, wait, wait.

What?

I'm gonna need

some music.

You what?

Music! It'll help distract

me from the pain.

I don't have

any music.

Can't you sing

something.

No, I don't sing.

Stop!

Uh, uh, uh, uh,

I'm sorry, I...

This is private property,

what are you doing here?

I, my mom,

and Trisha says I...

And my dad's car I...

And my dad's car, I...

Will ya just relax.

Take it easy, kid.

I'm sorry, I've just never

seen a train like this before.

Well this here is a nineteen forty-one

Burlington Silverstreak Zephyr.

Number thirty-nine

of fifty.

Um, it's worth more than you can imagine.

Not for kids.

But this is a toy store

and toys are for kids.

It ain't anything

anymore.

Look, you better leave,

this is private property!

Go on!

Kid, would you

get outta here! Now!

It's a toy store,

and toys are for kids!

Smile, you need to

smile.

Real smiles.

Better, but you've got just

twenty-four hours to get it perfect.

You're really

pushin' us.

You wanna be good?

Why did you quit singing

lessons, anyway?

It stopped being fun. My

mom pushed me too much.

She was gonna be a

dancer a long time ago,

she even made it to

Broadway.

So what happened?

Me, then my brother.

So, she gave it all up and now

she wants to live through you?

She doesn't have time

for it.

But she wants me to have all

the opportunities she didn't.

And not have regrets.

Everybody has regrets.

Adults have more

because they've

been around longer.

Whatever. Come on you guys,

let's get this down.

One, two, three and...

I know it's none

of my business.

But.

I think you need to

have your pageant.

You can see it,

huh?

It's not the town

that's dying, it's them.

They're giving up.

Why can't they

figure that out?

Maybe they're afraid.

Don't have

a Santa Claus yet?

Can't have Christmas

without Santa Claus.

Maybe that's what

Mr. B needs.

We haven't had a Santa

in a long time, Nolan.

I don't think he's

gonna find us again.

Santa Claus sometimes get lost,

but he never forgets anyone.

You're a pretty

smart guy, Nolan.

Every kid knows that

Santa always shows up.

Maybe someone

just has to remind him.

What do you think?

The show must

go on.

Jeremiah.

Oh, I can

handle him.

Come on, Nolan,

you can help.

I have to finish

my milkshake, Mom.

Be on your

best behaviour?

I will.

seven, eight.

And point. Okay.

All right, good job.

Take a break.

Take a break.

You know what,

I want you to put some

ice on that knee.

It looks like we got

a complete show.

Well, except for one thing.

Santa.

Oh, we had one fella,

the perfect choice.

So?

He, yeah, no he can't

do it anymore.

You don't wanna ask

Jeremiah about it.

Ladies!

As Mayor of Nowhere, I am

shuttin' this show down.

You can't

just do that.

I can and I am.

Well we're just gonna

find someplace else.

Figured as much.

But it turns out you're all

in violation of a town bi-law

that requires an application for

a permit to allow a gathering

of the political purposes

within town limits.

You can have your Christmas

pageant, outside of town limits.

But there's nowhere else to

do it but the high school.

I guess you're

closed down then.

Come on, ladies,

break it up!

Come on, go on home

where you belong!

Let's go, boys.

Jeremiah,

I am warning you.

Sam, dinner hour's coming up.

You better be ready.

No, these ladies aren't

going anywhere.

Ma'am, you're not from here and

I suggest you stay outta this.

People just wanna

do something for the town,

look at these ladies,

they're dancers!

You have singers and

a chicken handler.

And all they wanna do

is get up on the stage

and do what

they do best,

to get your town up

on it's feet, for one night.

You can't cancel that.

Ma'am, you don't

know nothin'.

I know that this town

is more than just you.

And more than

your grumpy friends too.

People need hope.

Hope.

Nowhere's all outta hope.

You don't think

we've tried?

I've gone to every bank

within two hundred miles.

I went to

the state capital.

The only thing

we can hope for is to

get outta here with

the clothes on our back

and some pictures

of what Nowhere used to be.

And the last thing we need is a

couple of well to do yuppies

and their fancy luxury car

telling us what to do.

But why cancel

the pageant?

Cause it's a dream. And we

can't afford dreams anymore.

Then I feel sorry

for you.

I feel sorry

for you, too.

It was really nice to

meet you ladies.

What are you

doin' here?

Coffee?

I don't want none.

Coffee's getting cold.

Brought you a cookie.

I told ya,

I don't want none!

And will you stop coming

in here unannounced!

Hey, you good?

All right,

I'm ready.

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