Window Wonderland Page #7

Thanks, girlfriend.

I am going to miss

that 20-jet shower.

You gave him the keys

to the executive restroom?

They may have

fallen out of my pocket

into his hand.

You know, Jake

was just telling us

the story of

his favorite Christmas...

Oh, no, Uncle Jimmy,

I really don't think...

Okay, okay, so,

he wanted a pair

of ice skates so badly.

Finally, it's Christmas

time.

He opens them up,

and they're white

girl's skates.

They were

out of the black ones.

Sloan, remember

the Christmas

you got

your ice skates?

You were crazy

about those skates.

Yeah. Yeah, I was, yeah.

That must be the date.

You invited a date?

Yeah.

For your mom.

A date?

Relax. Sit down.

But she doesn't date.

Oh, she does now.

Do I look okay?

You're

a traffic-stopper, Rita.

Thank you.

So who's this date?

Anybody?

I don't know.

She didn't say anything to

me.

Rita?

Hi, Mac.

You look lovely.

Well, thank you.

You clean up well

yourself.

You'd be surprised

what a little

windex will do.

Everybody, this is Mac.

: Hi, Mac.

Hey, there. Hi!

You kids got me thinking,

you know,

I've spent the holidays

alone

since my wife died.

She wouldn't have

liked that.

Your mother and I...

Well, we've had our eye

on each other

for a while now,

haven't we, Rita?

I know I have.

Well, I don't know

about anyone else,

but I, for one,

am dying to break

into that tur-dunkin'.

Well, come on!

Follow me.

Yes! Let's go!

Ho, ho, ho, ho!

Here comes the Turkey!

Tur-dunkin',

you did it!

Who's going to carve

this thing?

Well, you do it.

No, no, I don't want to

carve.

I've been unclogging sinks

all day.

All right, all right,

I'll carve it.

I'll carve it.

I'm in a sculpting class,

so...

You're a sculptor, too?

Well, not exactly.

I inspire the sculptors.

He's a supermodel.

Oh, now, that is a job that

I would be very good at.

Yeah, we'll be waiting

with bated breath on that.

Uncle Jimmy, I'm sorry,

when you're done,

can you hand me that...

Pass the rolls!

Hey, hey, bun thief!

That's my bun.

This is your bun.

I want my bun back.

Give me back my...

Happy holidays,

loyal shoppers!

Welcome to our annual

Christmas Eve unveiling.

Now, as usual,

mcguire does have

our stocking stuffers here,

so please feel free

to take a couple

stocking stuffers.

Here you are, ladies.

There you are.

And here...

Not you, Jake. Thank you.

Stocking stuffers...

Now, in 95 years of business

here at mcguire's,

we're known for quality,

we are known for tradition,

but we're also known for

our...

Yes, there it is.

Miss.

We're also known

for our Christmas windows,

which everybody loves,

and I'm sure you'll all

agree

that this year

we really outdid ourselves,

and I'm very excited about

this.

So, please, with no further

ado.

Window one.

Wow.

Jake?

Yeah.

Jake, is that...

Is that your window?

Yeah.

What....

What is that?

Minimalism.

It sends a message.

What message

is it sending?

Eliminating excess.

Jake, we're

a department store.

Excess is what we do.

Yeah, well, you know,

today's economy as it is,

setbacks, cutbacks...

Cutbacks, oh, there'll

be cutbacks, my friend.

There's going to be

cutbacks.

Ladies and gentlemen,

luckily, we have

two windows,

so...

Window number two,

here we are.

Nice. That's better,

that's better.

It will be.

What's going on here?

It is a Christmas

dinner food fight.

It's a little risky.

Zeitgeist.

Ah, right.

Congrats.

You did it.

No, no, no.

Great.

This is... it's fine.

It's a joke.

They're hired actors.

They're...

Sales inside!

Congratulations, you two.

You just single-handedly ruined

Christmas for mcguire's.

So... that's great.

You're fired.

Ired.

Wow...

That is so beautiful.

Really?

Really.

So...

Christmas Eve, here we are.

Yeah.

Candy cane?

Trade you.

For me?

An apology fa LA latte.

I'm sorry.

For what?

Among other things,

I'm the reason

that you got fired.

Ah, that was inevitable.

This is true.

At least I can fall back on

my career as a supermodel.

This is not true. Um...

It's not going to happen

I have been trying for so

long to be somebody else,

that I completely lost sight

of what's important,

and I was standing

outside mcguire's tonight,

and I just...

I just realized,

you know,

we should be capturing

the Christmas spirit,

not the zeitgeist.

You know what,

I don't want to be

responsible

for ruining

95 years of tradition,

and I don't think you do

either.

Well, I do prefer being

irresponsible.

You're very good at it.

Um, do you still have

the alarm code?

Um...

Maybe?

You know where this belongs.

Sign it.

So, no food fights,

no half-eaten cake,

no Santa being sawed in half

by a magician.

Really, that just leaves...

Kenneth.

How festive.

Hi.

Come on in here.

It's freezing out there.

Looks like it's Christmas

in the Hamptons after all.

Or was it Aspen?

We'll always have Brooklyn.

So, uh, why aren't you

in Aspen?

Denver is completely,

totally snowed in.

No flights.

So...

I got your message.

Yeah, um...

It felt weird,

how things were left.

Um...

I'm sorry.

I should have been

honest with you.

I, uh, I had this image of

what I thought I should be,

and I was wrong.

Apology accepted.

Thank you.

And I've been thinking,

and I want you to know,

that I am willing

to overlook those people.

What people?

You know, your mother

and the plumber.

Those people

are my...

Wait a minute.

I'm sorry, do you...

Do you smell like cologne?

Uh... what?

You smell like cologne.

Like...

Eau de Megan.

Okay, yes, we had drinks.

You and Megan?

Yes.

And maybe a dinner

last week

when you were working.

It was not a big deal.

You lied to me,

I lied to you.

Let's just...

Let's just call it even,

okay, and start over?

Kenneth, I, uh...

I don't want to start over.

Because of Megan?

It didn't mean

anything to me.

She's just a salesgirl.

And I am just a window

dresser.

You called me.

Yes.

To apologize.

"Those people"

are my family.

You know, and, yeah,

they might be loud

and very embarrassing,

but they're mine,

and I love them.

You know, I don't...

I don't want to be

somebody's plus-one.

I want to be

somebody's battleaxe.

If you must know,

lord Kenneth's flowers

are on their way to Aspen.

It-it just...

Deck the halls

and hang the mistletoe

kiss the one you love

and let it snow

isn't Christmas time

a wonderful thing?

And Santa claus

will drop on by

Can you feel the magic

when his reindeer fly?

Christmas time

is almost here again

every year, the Carols

make you heart sing

isn't Christmas time

a wonderful thing?

I cannot wait to see

the look on Fitch's face.

Well, he's either

going to kiss us

or kill us.

Not really sure

which I'd prefer.

I don't think I'd like

either one of those.

Oh, my gosh,

what happened?

I don't know.

Go, go, go, go, go.

Fitch must have

changed the codes.

Hold it right there.

Hold it there.

Hands against

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