The Ultimate Gift Page #4

but a couple of weeks ago

her body started

to reject the transplant.

I'm sorry.

Uh, hey.

Uh, well, you gotta

need money, right?

Oh, so that's it. You won your bet

with your rich grandfather.

You're back off the streets.

Congratulations. What is it now?

Uh, I do have

to give away some money.

You're getting less mysterious

by the minute.

I bet you're gonna get to the end

of your game, collect your cash

-and just ride off into the sunset.

-I don't know. Maybe.

But, Alexia, if l can help you,

why won't you just let me?

Because no rich kid

is gonna use me or my daughter

to play a game.

She owes $1,600

in back rent. Pay it.

You're a hundred dollars short.

Your check was for 1,500.

Tell Hamilton I'm good for it.

Just pay that bill.

Your other hundred.

Well, push Play.

Our lives should be lived

not avoiding problems

but welcoming them as challenges

that will strengthen us

so that we can be

victorious in the future.

So, now that I've given you the gift of work

and friends and the value of money

let's discover

the gift of family.

Now this is a tough one

but see if it's even

remotely possible

to get something positive

out of our family.

See if they truly know

how to count their blessings.

I f my doctors

are remotely accurate

this assignment might even

fall on Thanksgiving.

How appropriate.

He's joking, right?

Dr Allen, you're wanted in O.B.

Dr Allen, please report

to Obstetrics.

-Hey, where's the girl?

-Who, Emily?

She's with God.

Oh, there's my best friend.

Listen, about the other day

So, now you know

all about me.

No more mysteries.

-Look, I'm really sorry.

-Shut up.

Don't be pathetic.

I wonder if he takes

advance orders.

For what?

For my place.

You know, up there.

What do you think

it's gonna be like?

Butterflies.

Lots of butterflies.

Did you know, God

paints every color on a butterfly

with his fingers.

I didn't know you thought about

stuff like that.

I think about dying.

There's something basically unfair

about a person dying.

I even hate the idea.

You know, I, uh

I don't know much

about God or

or Jesus.

But I can promise you that those arms

are meant for you.

What's gonna happen

to my mom?

I really don't hate her,

you know.

Did I mention

I wouldn't be upset

if you kissed her?

Do you think

your mom and I

Okay. It's official.

You are the slowest person I have ever met.

You two were made

for each other.

I knew that

back in the park.

-In the park, I looked like a bum.

-Let's not be delusional.

You were a bum.

So, what are you doing

for Thanksgiving?

-Mrs Drummond?

-Yes.

I want to send Emily's charts and blood work

off to a specialist

see whether or not she's a candidate

for another transplant.

Oh. Uh, will that give her

a better chance than chemo?

Unfortunately, chemotherapy

isn't going to be enough.

I'm sorry.

Thank you.

So when I found out

I was pregnant

he was getting ready

to leave for college and, uh

didn't want anything

to get in his way.

And Emily she's

she's the best decision

I ever made.

So, apparently

someone came by

and covered my back rent.

Was it you?

Thank you.

I have a question for you,

and I hope I'm not being out of line here.

I was wondering if you'd like

to join me for Thanksgiving.

Oh. Um, thanks.

That's nice of you to ask,

but I can't.

Um, obviously, Emily needs me here, so

But thanks.

Well, it's too bad,

because youre missing out

on a splendid example

of a way-too-wealthy American

dysfunctional thing.

-It's Yeah.

-Oh.

You know, I have the strangest feeling

I might have enjoyed it.

What are you

thinking about?

Nothin'.

You're thinking

about Jason.

Yeah. He's weird, isn't he?

He's a good weird.

You know, he, uh, invited me

over to Thanksgiving

with his family.

-Oh, really?

-Yeah. Of course, I told him, Whatever, loser.

-I think you should go.

-Absolutely not.

I wouldn't dream of missing

Thanksgiving with you.

So why'd you decide to come?

-My daughter banished me.

-Oh.

So I have you by decree.

Mmm, knowing Emily

by design.

Mission accomplished.

Two completely

opposite people

who wouldn't have had

a chance without me

destined to make

each other miserable.

You okay, Jason?

Oh. Don't tell me

you've never been on a bus before.

Wow.

Brace yourself.

Jason, seriously.

-I'm willing to bet that they are perfectly normal people.

-Oh, yeah? How much?

This is nice.

Thank you.

You know, I had my firm

do an informal audit

just the financials

of the publicly held side.

And there's still

several hundred million floatin' around.

Well, you knew him better than I.

Most of those companies

were privately held.

Maybe we should check into

some of his favorite charities.

-They do have to report large contributions.

-That's a great idea.

Daddy always was a sucker

for a begging hand.

Hmm. Unfortunately,

you're right.

And what sort of business

does your family come from, Alexia?

Um, health care.

Oh, how wonderful.

Well, we have a wing

in the hospital downtown.

A couple of wings, I think.

Or is it

a couple of hospitals?

I always forget.

My daughter is receiving great care

thanks to your father.

Great sector-health care.

Little flat in the third quarter,

but poised to rocket.

Okay. I'd like to propose a toast.

Yes. To each other.

For suffering through a year

of great adjustment.

Uh, excuse me.

Does anyone else seem to notice

it smells a little like

cowhide in here?

And how are those

sin stocks of yours doing, Jack?

What's wrong with a little

investment in alcohol, tobacco and firearms?

-Over the stench of oil?

-And what's wrong with oil, Thank you very much?

My money's just as

green in Manhattan as anywhere else.

So, who does get

the rest of the estate?

Sarah?

Well, I don't know

anything about that.

Well, you were

the last one in there.

-No, I wasn't.

-Well, that's just ridiculous, darling.

When we left, you were

the only one there.

Well, Jason was also there.

-Ah. Jason.

-Do enlighten us, Jason.

You certainly could not

have been the one

that received the bulk

of Red's estate.

-Or are you? -Is that why you insisted

we get together for Thanksgiving

so you could reveal

your newly enhanced trust fund to us?

It's Thanksgiving. I was hoping

maybe we could all go around the table

and each say something

that we're most thankful for.

-Are you on crack, Jason?

-Again?

Well, here's a thanks.

We don't have to put up with Dad's endless

litany of cliched quotes this season.

Or hand-spun,

cornpone wisdom.

Hear! Hear!

Who is that?

I think he works

down at the video store.

Well, Jason will tell you

all you need to know about this man

this dearly departed.

I mean, he more

than anyone here

has a bone to pick

with the late, great Red Stevens.

Jason, I can only imagine

what you've just been through.

-I could never get them to be thankful for anything

either.

-What have you got?

-Hey!

-What in the world is that?

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