Christmas Is Cancelled (2024)

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The Virgin is combing her hair

Between the curtains

Her hair is made of gold

And the comb is made of silver

But look at...

So you're really

not spending Christmas with us?

I don't have time off.

You could make an effort, Lidia.

You could come on the 24th.

I made an effort coming today.

No, you came to a work meeting.

No, I came to see you

and I also had a work meeting.

It's not the same.

Come on.

No, you come on.

You haven't even been to my place.

- Your place?

- Yes, my place.

You have to put in the work

to make it our place.

I work until 9:00 p.m. on the 24th.

Babe, but we always spend Christmas here.

We've only spent one Christmas here.

The only one we've spent together,

therefore we always spend Christmas here.

You know I live in Monterrey.

- Do you want me to be alone?

- No.

Never. That's why we'll spend it here.

My mom won't be here.

Neither will my dad,

and I don't want you to leave me alone.

Okay, I have a plan. You spend

Christmas here with our siblings.

With Jaime and my mom.

And I'll come back for New Year's

and we'll have a talk.

About what?

- About us.

- What about us?

- Why? What do you mean?

- Next year.

You can make an effort.

I swear this Christmas will be awesome.

Right, just like last year's.

- Hi, Mom.

- Lidia.

Last chance to stay home for Christmas.

We're on our way to get the turkey.

What a hit! Turn it up.

No, buy the smallest turkey.

I told you I have to work.

Emilio, that song makes zero sense.

Hey, I like it.

You're right, sweetie, work comes first.

Really?

Wow.

Where are you? At Santa Claus' rave?

You know what? I'll call you back.

- Emilio Garca!

- What?

You're lacking Christmas spirit.

Things have been tense since yesterday.

Why?

What do you mean, "why"?

Manuel and Lidia are doing terrible.

Yes, that's over.

No, Rosita,

I thought they were doing great.

Holding hands...

I think Lidia looked better than ever.

Manuel too.

I mean, he's never been great

but he didn't complain yesterday.

Look, what was Lidia doing while

we were planning the Christmas party?

Bitching

- Lalo!

- No. She was smiling, wasn't she?

What was she doing

while we were handing out names

- for Secret Santa?

- A b*tch face?

No, she was smiling as well.

Exactly.

If Lidia's not fighting,

it means she's done.

- If you say so, Rosita.

- Yes, I say so.

If Lidia doesn't come for Christmas,

the next step will be divorce.

Why does Lidia have to come for Christmas?

Manuel is being stubborn.

She's working and paying their bills.

He should fix this.

Team Lidia over here.

I'll miss you, Jaime.

Why?

If our family depends on Manuel,

we're screwed.

He's never had a good idea.

- Stop being like that.

- It's true!

He's right.

Our families meeting

at Christmas dinner...

Worst idea ever.

Please, let's spend Christmas together.

My mom taught yours

how to cook the turkey.

Plus, we all get along now.

They do.

We don't.

I had enough with last year's Christmas.

I'm fed up with Christmas!

CHRISTMAS IS CANCELLED

ONE YEAR EARLIER

(THE DAY THE FAMILIES MET)

Mom!

What's up, Mom?

- How are you?

- Great, but what are you doing here?

I mean, you can come anytime.

This is your house but...

- Are you skinny?

- Am I?

You're not eating well.

I'll put you on a vitamin T diet.

- Tortas and tamales. Emilio!

- No, I'm fine.

Listen, I came to see

if you needed help with anything.

No, I have everything under control.

Mom, this doesn't look Christmassy.

I can't believe her.

No tree, no ornaments,

not even a Christmas Nativity.

What's a birthday party

without the birthday boy?

MERRY CHRISTMAS

SAN ROMN

Hey! I'm home.

Manuelito, my darling.

I'm so glad you're home.

I have a surprise for you.

My mom's turkey with bacon gravy,

the only thing she can cook.

Or the Christmas photo.

How pretty!

Your sister says

we're not Christmassy enough.

Well, we're not.

Mom.

Why does Santa never stop at our house?

Santa Claus is an American spy

who breaks into homes

in Third World countries

to destabilize them.

Really, Mom.

It's a miracle we didn't turn out worse.

Don't you worry, yeah?

I'll light this place

as if it were downtown.

- Or like a mall...

- No!

Or...

What will you do?

Poke will help me out with some things.

Do you want fake snow or is it too much?

Forget it, we turned out pretty horrible.

Right?

Yes.

Fine.

Just make sure it's pretty.

Definitely prettier than marrying

a posh prince.

Yes, Emilio. Please make it look pretty.

We need to help your sister

show off with her in-laws.

I don't want to show off,

but they're coming

for the first time

and I want to make a good impression.

- Pose for the picture.

- No.

I'm not taking a photo without Lidia.

Manuel!

I wasn't invited to your wedding.

You didn't stay here at home.

I sacrificed my Christmas for you!

And you can't do something as simple

as being in the family photo?

Yes, I can.

Yes, I can.

Sit straight.

- Ready?

- Yes.

Smile.

Done. Now open your presents.

- Yes!

- Yes!

What's wrong, Manuelito?

You don't like it?

I thought Santa didn't bring

presents if you misbehaved.

It's not warm.

- Is it broken?

- Of course not.

But you know how it is.

It depends on its mood.

I don't get why you don't change it.

Don't let it hear you,

or it won't work at all.

It hasn't worked in years!

Baby, this oven has

great sentimental value.

Your dad installed it.

The turkey will be fine.

Don't worry. You just have to be patient.

Okay, what about the cod,

the apple salad, the romeritos?

Everything will be ready, I have time.

So lose that military dictator face.

What's that?

Grandma's recipes.

It's unreadable.

You're terrible, baby.

First you complain about

the oven and now Grandma.

Mom, my mother-in-law

makes a turkey with bacon gravy

that has won awards.

Mom!

What is it, darling?

You're making dinner.

Yes. I had a thought.

What?

Since we don't know

what they're serving at Lidia's,

we can have another dinner here.

Mom!

You and Lidia are invited.

Great idea, right?

Okay, that's enough.

Understand that we're spending Christmas

at Lidia's family's home.

And we'll have a great time.

And we'll eat everything they serve, okay?

Lalo.

Don't steal anything from the house.

Mom, Manuel put a negative label on me.

Your brother is going to therapy,

the psychologist says he's doing great.

- Sof.

- What?

No activism, please.

Don't say Christmas

is a capitalist invention.

Or that religion was invented out of fear

- from being lonely.

- Stay out of it.

Yes. That too. It's a Christmas dinner.

Let's have a good time. It's not hard.

Silenced by a Whitexican.

You're also a Whitexican.

Accept your privilege.

Since you got married,

everything we do is wrong.

Sorry. I just want us to be

a normal family.

Okay. We all agree then. Right?

Okay.

I have some important calls to make.

I'll check on the turkey.

- What?

- How did you do it?

Do what?

Convince Mom

to go to your mother-in-law's.

You're her favorite, but that's too much.

I just talked to her,

it was very reasonable.

No, Manuel. No!

I already started prepping

and I won't cancel now.

Mom, Lidia's dad died on December 24th.

Really?

Yes. And that's why

they spend every Christmas

together at their house.

Can you make that sacrifice, Mom?

Fine, darling.

Did he really die on the 24th?

Yes, it's a very delicate topic

for the family.

So don't say a word about it.

No comments, okay?

The good thing is that, after this,

you won't be the favorite anymore.

I want everything pretty

and legal, Emilio.

Lidis, before you go,

your purse looks worn out.

You need a new one.

I got a great deal

on some authentic purses.

I'm reselling them.

They're Ducci.

- Gucci?

- No, Ducci.

They're running out,

so I'd hurry if I were you.

Okay, I'll buy one,

but under one condition.

Don't offer them to my mother-in-law.

Okay, I promise.

Hey.

How did it go?

My house is ready

to host the best Christmas of your lives.

- How was your family?

- Great.

They're very excited to meet each other.

Good.

Was I supposed to tell her the truth?

No.

You know what I'll do?

What?

I'll give you your present in advance.

Oh, I love that.

Thank you.

Hurry up, my donkey, let's go see Jesus

With my little donkey

I'm going to Bethlehem

With my little donkey

I'm going to Bethlehem

No, no, no.

Holy sh*t.

What's up? Do you like it?

It's very Christmassy.

Poke had a lot of cool ornaments,

but nobody wanted these,

so I felt bad and brought them home.

Wait until you see the inside.

Hurry up, my little donkey

We're almost there

What's that?

You wanted Christmas, sis,

so I brought Christmas.

Why did you bring a donkey?

I see you've met Ramiro.

What? Nothing says Christmas

like a donkey.

No, it's not fear.

It's respect for the beast.

When I was little,

I went to a ranch and a donkey...

Bit me.

Only that happened,

it's the official version, okay?

It's the Virgin and St. Joseph's ride.

They we're going to k*ll him

to make Cheetos.

No!

But don't say anything,

it's a sensitive topic.

It can't stay, Emilio.

It'll get stolen outside, like my bike.

Put him in the laundry room

and take care of him.

Everything okay?

Yes! It's super cute.

It took me by surprise.

That was Lidia.

Remember I told you about her?

Mom, how's everything going?

Do you need any help?

The cod and the romeritos are done.

We just need to heat them up.

And to add the raisins to the apple salad,

and we put it in the fridge

because it's best served cold.

And the turkey?

Ta-da!

It's making progress.

Did you rinse the cod?

Are you supposed to rinse cod?

How would I know?

That's basic.

You need to wash everything

before cooking.

Okay.

What's with the dress?

Manuel's mom gave it to me when...

Go away. When they went to Stanford.

It's very... festive.

Giddy-up, little donkey, giddy-up

Go faster, we're late

Giddy-up...

It's incredible.

Is this for real?

The decoration is very special.

Very eye-catching and bright.

- In-law...

- I'm glad you liked it.

And I'm glad you came,

our house is your house.

This isn't our house.

It's an expression.

Emilio!

This is my son.

- Emilio.

- What's up, in-laws!

They're not your in-laws.

- Then what are they?

- My in-laws.

Call me whatever you want, son.

Thanks, Mom-in-law.

It was about time

we got all together, right?

Yes, especially now that we're family.

Funny, right?

We don't even know each other

and we're family now.

Yes.

So funny.

Where can I put the presents? Here?

We said no presents, Mom.

They're nothing really.

- I told her, Manuel.

- Francisco.

It's not a problem.

- We also have presents for you.

- We do?

- Of course.

- No, we don't.

Yes, the presents.

That we do have.

I'll go get them.

You stay with the guests.

Mom!

Come here, Mom.

Do you want to see a dancing Santa?

If we said there would be no presents,

let's say we don't have any presents.

No, it'd look bad

not to give them anything.

Oh, baby, calm down.

We'll give them girdles.

I have a lot of samples.

Yeah, right.

Girdles for the kid and my father-in-law.

What's wrong?

Girdles aren't only for women.

Colombian technology is very advanced.

They're working on their fat men division.

With the abdominal distension

that man has...

He needs one.

I know what we'll do.

We'll do the same thing we did

whenever I went to a birthday party.

Re-gifting.

Nice purse, Mom-in-law.

It's a special edition.

There are only 50 in the world.

I'm very into the fashion world.

You are?

Yes, in fact, I'm selling

a brand of Italian purses

with very high quality, handmade.

You don't say.

I can't sell them to you

because Lidis asked me not to.

But if I did, I could give you a discount.

I'll buy a bunch.

But within reason, right?

Just don't say anything to Lidis.

You know how she is.

Well, you don't know her, but you will.

It'll work out.

Everything's fine.

- Careful, baby.

- With what?

You don't appreciate re-gifting anymore.

So what, Mom?

Well...

You can turn into

an insufferable posh girl.

It's very easy to step

onto the other side.

You try regular prices

and you forget the charm of a bargain.

Who else is coming?

- What is it?

- I'm looking for Rosita.

- Good evening.

- Good evening.

- Rosita.

- Jaime.

I was k*lling time before Midnight Mass

and I decided to drop by

to give you your present.

I hope I'm not being inappropriate.

No, it's not that.

It's just that I wasn't expecting you.

- It's Christmas Eve.

- I couldn't wait.

Won't you introduce us?

Kids, this is Jaime.

Good evening, kids.

Jaime is... a friend.

Young man, can you help me

with the present? It's heavy.

Good evening.

- Good evening.

- Good evening.

Evening.

- Cute.

- I spent the whole night making it.

It stinks.

Really?

Radishes?

Are they organic?

Wow. It's the best snack plate

I've seen in my short life.

You shouldn't have.

Since you said you didn't have

a Nativity scene...

I thought, what's more Christmassy

than a Nativity made out of radishes?

It's very pretty, very folksy.

Very Mexican, right?

Indeed, it's very Mexican.

In Oaxaca, on December 23rd,

we celebrate Night of the Radishes.

Learn something.

The smell is a little strong,

but you get used to it.

- Did you like it, Rosita?

- A lot.

- Yes? I'm glad.

- Thank you.

I'm leaving. Merry Christmas, everyone.

- You too.

- No, no.

Take care.

Wait, where will you spend Christmas?

By myself. My family lives in Oaxaca.

And my boss wouldn't give me

full vacation time.

So I'll have dinner in my room.

No way! Come on.

Yes, Rosita, I have it all planned out.

No, no, no. Let's see.

You're staying for dinner with us.

Who's that man, Mom?

He's the security guard

at a client's building.

I gave him some catalogs

to pass them around.

And we started having coffee

every now and then.

Mom, why did you invite him?

I mean, you brought Manuel

and his relatives.

Because it's a family Christmas dinner.

If that's the case, I know Jaime better.

Baby, don't be like that.

Imagine the poor Virgin

being denied shelter

and having poor baby Jesus

lying around the road naked.

It's like when we were kids

and you picked up stray dogs

all the time, Lidis.

No one said anything.

Wasn't he on my side?

Okay, fine. The radish man stays.

- Can I help with anything?

- No, thank you.

I don't know if Manuelito told you,

but I studied at Cordon Bleu.

And I make an award-winning

turkey with bacon gravy.

- Which awards?

- Several.

Well, I'm a diamond level seller.

Want to see the turkey?

No!

I mean, she's our guest. Come on.

I'd love to know how you're preparing it.

Just out of curiosity.

To see how you're doing it.

It's a slow cooking technique

by a very famous chef.

Which chef?

Chepina Peralta.

- Can I help you slice the snacks?

- No, please.

- Because we need...

- Have fun.

Do you have a ham stand?

- We have all the stands.

- I forgot mine.

- My God!

- You're the guests.

Jorge. Everything okay?

People are talking.

And it's making me nervous.

What's up, Dad?

What are you doing?

I was calling your Uncle Jorge

to wish him a Merry Christmas.

Are you okay? You look worried.

- You know him. He gets upset.

- Right.

Listen... I'm glad you're here,

because... I wanted to thank you.

For what?

You didn't mock our Vegas wedding,

and that means a lot to me.

Las Vegas.

Elvis.

No f*cking way!

- Do it harder.

- This one doesn't work either.

See? Nothing.

Another one.

- We don't have another one.

- What?

I don't get why she didn't bring

c*ck sausages in sauce,

like regular people.

I don't get why you told her

we had a ham stand.

Because we have this cutting board,

and that one, and that one,

and a lot of respectable boards.

Mom, what's wrong?

Hey.

- Baby.

- Do you need help?

Okay, who wants some punch?

- I do!

- Not you, buddy. Mr. Father-in-law.

Me neither. I get drunk easily.

- I'll take one.

- Well done, Mom-in-law.

I have a super popular Christmas c*ck.

All my friends ask me for the recipe.

I add pears to the brandy, ginger wine,

nutmeg, lime juice, cognac.

And I flamb it. It turns out...

Flamb, my a*s.

Let's see if you like this one.

Very exotic.

I have a feeling we'll get along, ma'am.

We have a little problem with the ham.

- Can I help?

- No.

Your son is helping us.

Just in case, go buy some chips.

- Okay.

- I'll go too.

- Are you sure?

- Yes.

- So she gets to know the neighborhood.

- Just be careful.

Oh, Mom...

No, ma'am, wait, don't close!

Let me buy some chips, yeah?

Just some chips

Emilio.

- It's December 24th.

- Just some chips. Please.

Just because you let me pay

for the purse until February.

The January budget crunch is really tough.

- Take whatever you want.

- Thanks, ma'am.

- Who is this doll?

- A friend.

- Nice to meet you.

- Hi, beautiful.

- Go ahead. It's a Christmas present.

- No, don't worry, ma'am.

Emilio has been really nice to me.

Take anything you want.

- Thank you.

- Don't be shy.

- Hey.

- What?

It's a long time until February, right?

It's not nice to want to buy

something pretty and not have money.

You have to trust people.

Thank you, ma'am.

- Merry Christmas, kids.

- You too.

- Enjoy.

- Thanks.

That's no way to run a business.

Oh, well, if it wasn't for my big heart,

I'd be one of the richest men in Mexico.

Hey, help me out.

That's better.

Mexico's richest men are idiots.

They might be idiots,

but they have a lot of money.

We're counting the days

for Francisco to retire.

Next January, right?

Now we'll finally travel all around

the world like we've always wanted.

The whole world is too much.

We also said we'd live on an island.

Remember?

The one where the kids swam with sharks.

Manuelito loved extreme experiences.

- Really?

- My kids too.

That's why I took them to Acapulco

on spring break to see the animals.

We had grilled fish,

we watched the sunset.

It was a once-in-a-lifetime trip.

Yes, once-in-a-lifetime.

The only trip we ever had.

I had a plate

from our last visit around here...

That's weird. Where did Emilio put it?

I've been thinking

that if I make an effort...

I could retire when I'm 90.

You should invest your money, Rosi.

We started with very little.

And now we have enough

for Francisco to retire,

for the children to go to college,

and for Manuel to have something

while he finds a job, right?

We're both looking for work, ma'am.

Yes.

That's the attitude.

- To find a job. Soon.

- Yes.

We don't have to travel

all around the world.

We don't know Mexico.

There is plenty to see here.

Of course. Well said, sir.

We have to appreciate what we have.

People are dazzled with America and Europe

and they forget their roots.

In fact, why don't you come with me

to Midnight Mass?

- Anyone want something to drink?

- Yes, a little more wine, please.

- Manuel?

- Me too.

So, are you coming?

I used to go to that Mass

when I was little, with my grandparents.

I've never been to Mass.

Of course you have, darling.

- When?

- When you were baptized.

With all due respect, ma'am.

Cut the crap.

Well, that's weird.

I can't find the shepherds you gave me

for Mother's Day either.

Emilio must have put them away

when he was setting up the decorations.

Okay, the point is we have to find them.

MANU.

I'LL WAIT FOR YOU IN THE BATHROOM. NOW.

Every year she puts up the same Nativity

plus one extra figurine.

The first one to find it

has 365 days of good luck.

- It can't be!

- It hasn't failed me.

- But how will I find it?

- I'll give you a clue.

- The donkey near the manger.

- The one that's laughing?

No, that's a poorly made dog.

The one that's thinking.

- I've never seen a donkey.

- Really?

When we were kids, a donkey bit Manuel,

and my mom has hated them ever since.

And he'd rather look at them from afar.

Not from afar, nor up close, nothing.

I've seen enough.

- What?

- Nothing. You might be lucky tonight.

They say it's...

- Where did you hide it?

- I told you I don't have anything.

Give back what you stole.

This is very traumatic,

I'll talk about it in therapy.

I'm watching you!

I know what this means, Manuel.

As soon as the holidays are over,

we'll look for an apartment.

I don't get why you like to struggle.

- You can stay with us.

- Or with us.

No, we don't want to bother you.

- And you met over there?

- Yes, in Stanford, during our master's.

- We're both economists.

- And she's the best.

- It's not true. You are.

- Of course you are.

Very romantic but very fast.

It wasn't that fast.

- I think they were very brave.

- Yes.

You have to be very brave

to marry someone you barely know.

- Not knowing anything about each other.

- Not knowing their family.

And with Elvis, without the archbishop,

and without your mom.

- We knew each other enough.

- Yes.

Really? Lidia, did you know

Manu is a fan of Shakira?

- No, you hadn't told me.

- Just a little bit.

He even cried at her concert.

Maybe I didn't know about Shakira,

but I know what matters.

Like... you snore.

You take forever in the bathroom.

And I know you love lasagna.

Lasagna? Manuelito? No, he hates lasagna.

- What?

- Poor thing, he's lactose intolerant.

- Mom!

- He gets terribly sick.

- Lasagna!

- I hope you like it.

Yes?

- It's delicious.

- I'm so glad you like it.

I want to eat this every single day.

Yeah, right.

The chips have arrived.

We ate some on the way. Don't be mad.

My love.

- I made you lasagna once a week.

- That...

Once a week!

That Shakira thing was

the only thing you didn't know.

You said you wanted to eat it

for the rest of your life.

- What specific memory.

- Your intestines can't process it.

What's that say about our relationship?

I'm checking on the turkey.

- You have to trust. It'll be fine.

- Do you really think so, ma'am?

Yes, this oven has never let us down.

Damn! This cod looks really good.

Come. Have a taste.

I want to eat it every single day.

Grandma's recipe.

Can you excuse me?

Sweet mother of God!

Sorry if I hit you too hard.

- Mom, have you seen Ramiro?

- Who's Ramiro?

My donkey.

Did you lose the donkey?

No, I just don't know where I left him.

I don't want this to be like the hamster

all over again, we only found its bones.

And at the back,

we put a small Santa's cabin

with elves made out of ice

that glow in the dark.

I'm sure your Nativity was incredible.

It can't compare to this one.

- It turned out nice, right?

- Yes.

- We don't put up a Nativity scene.

- Of course we do.

Where?

You just haven't seen it,

but it's out there.

I'm the first one to put up

a tree in the building I work at.

A small one I brought from Chignahuapan.

Well... it seems like the turkey

will take a little more time.

- Should we open the presents?

- Yes!

Where's Manuel?

Wait, dude, wait!

Manuel.

- Hey.

- Dude.

What are you doing?

- Me?

- Yes, you.

No, nothing. I'm fine.

This one is for Rosa.

It's made of caviar.

It'll help you with all those wrinkles.

You should also use it, Esmeraldita.

This one.

For Emilio.

Wow! A video game console!

It's the best present of my life!

Of course, after the pants

you gave me

for my elementary school uniform.

And well... Jaime.

We don't have anything for Jaime.

We didn't know you were coming.

Don't worry, ma'am.

Celebrating with you all is the best gift.

This one...

is for you, Lidia.

Thank you so much.

- What is this?

- We bought you an apartment.

What?

He got married in Vegas, by Elvis!

And he didn't invite anyone!

We didn't even know where he was.

- An apartment?

- An apartment?

If you don't like it, we'll return it.

We haven't signed yet.

You don't like it, right?

Of course we like it.

- Yes, but it's too much.

- It's too much.

- What were we thinking?

- We wanted them to have a home.

- It's not fully furnished yet.

- Furnished?

I was waiting

to hire the decorator

so it's to their liking.

Now you have a place to begin your life.

- I love you.

- I love you.

- Son. Congratulations.

- Thank you so much, ma'am.

- Congratulations.

- Sir, thank you so much.

Now it's our turn.

- Yes, of course.

- Yes.

Let's see. This one is for Esmeralda.

- Thank you.

- They're eight soaps.

It smells like a baby.

Thanks.

This one is for Francisco.

Thank you very much.

The picture of a new family member.

This one is for Sofa.

These colors are trending in New Zealand.

See how it's even got a world map?

Thank you.

This one is for Manuel.

Hey!

Wow!

I love these.

So you don't get cold

in your new apartment.

Those socks look a lot

like the ones you give me every year.

Maybe you won't get them this year.

- Thank you.

- You're welcome.

And this one is for...

the little Tasmanian devil

that came to visit us.

Wow!

A thousand-piece!

It's a special edition

of 970-something pieces

to make it even harder.

Such nice presents. You're so creative.

"Such nice presents."

Such nice hypocrisy! Really, a puzzle?

What's wrong with that?

- The important thing is to give your all.

- It was incomplete, honey.

- We made it through the presents.

- They gave you an apartment, Lidia.

How can that compare

to an incomplete puzzle?

You give what you can.

At least the turkey will be ready.

Do you see that thigh?

It looks browner.

It's the same as this morning.

- What if we try it?

- No.

It's not a good idea to eat raw turkey.

Okay, let's make your brother taste it,

he never gets sick.

No.

I have an idea.

Are you sure Grandma cooked with that?

Yes, it gives it a smoky flavor.

- It's better than your mother-in-law's.

- What's your problem with her?

Nothing, but...

An apartment, Lidia?

Mom, I didn't know

they would give me an apartment.

No, no one does that.

They mean well.

That family does everything fast.

A fast wedding, the apartment.

They're skipping all the steps.

They're also my family now.

What happened?

Emilio's lights and your hair dryer

blew out a fuse.

- Let's see.

- No, not there.

Tell me.

Do you think Manuel and I

got married too fast?

Yes.

Especially because you don't make

rash decisions.

That's why we didn't let you pick

the Christmas movie.

Because you had to read

the director's biography,

the movie's review...

I don't know why I did it.

You fell in love.

But I don't even know him.

You mean because of the donkey thing?

He's scared of donkeys.

See? Even you know him better.

And what's with Mom?

She's acting weird. Why did she do this?

She wanted to show off to you.

You now belong to the one percent, Lidia.

How will we compete against that?

Give me my phone.

This one blew.

This would never have happened at home.

Mom.

We would be eating my turkey

with bacon gravy by now.

It's not even that good. It's too greasy.

- What did I do wrong?

- Sofi's right.

The turkey I saw

in the kitchen looks light.

I'm sure it'll be tasty.

- See? Everything we do seems wrong to you.

- Sofi said it, not me.

What's wrong with you?

But you have changed.

I talked about it in therapy.

It stresses me out.

- See what you're doing to the boy?

- Come on.

That's enough.

Lidia's family is making a great effort.

Remember this is a very sad day for them.

So we will eat the turkey.

- Or whatever they give us.

- Okay.

If they give us anything.

- No way.

- Mom!

Mom, you barely know him

and you're kissing him?

My mom was kissing Jaime.

Precisely today? That's terrible.

Yes, just now, I saw them.

But it's such a difficult day

for all of you.

- What?

- Weren't...

Weren't we going to the Mass thing?

Midnight Mass.

But it's still too early.

It's never too early to visit God's house.

Okay.

Maybe it was too early.

Yes, the radish man said so.

There's blood everywhere. It's awesome.

How nice to see such a close-knit family.

What's the name of that pretty boy?

Lalo.

Do you want to help me collect the alms?

No!

We shouldn't take away this...

special opportunity from other kids.

My God! Let him participate.

Can everyone see how he limits me?

Come. I'll show you how.

May the Lord be with you.

And with your spirit.

Lift up your hearts.

We lift our hearts to the Lord.

- Let us thank...

- Thanks.

The Lord who is our God-

Brothers, sisters.

Mrs. Mary reminds you

that tomorrow she'll announce

the winner of the Christmas basket

for the biggest turkey.

And she encourages you

to try harder next year,

especially Mrs. Coquita, who brought one

that weighed one a half kilos.

That's all for the announcements.

- May I?

- Yes.

Thank you.

Hi.

For those who are interested,

I'm selling a very fashionable

purse brand.

I'm sure you've seen it, right?

Famous people wear it, Ducci.

They're Italian, like the Vatican.

- Give back what you stole, Satan.

- What did you say?

This demon stole the alms.

- I knew it.

- My son is no demon.

He's hyperactive, sure, but that's all.

I didn't know I couldn't keep the money.

No one told me.

See? It's your fault

because you didn't tell him.

Mom.

Eduardo, give the money back to the lady.

Fine.

Even though it wasn't my child's mistake,

we'll give you triple the amount

you collected.

- Right, Francisco?

- But he's giving it back.

God rewards generosity

and punishes stinginess.

It's up to you.

- Do you take credit cards?

- Yes, of course.

In installments?

It's a miracle!

- It's a Christmas miracle.

- The power is back.

I think now we'll finally have dinner.

I'm sure the turkey is ready.

And the cod was delicious,

right, Manuel?

Yes, it's delicious, ma'am.

Careful, Mom.

He said the same about my lasagna.

Sweetheart.

No, it's really good.

What happened? The donkey.

Ramiro...

- Don't get close, he has rabies.

- Manuelito, I'll protect you.

You swim with sharks

but a donkey scares you?

It's not fear, I respect them! There.

Sharks have never bitten him.

It's super cute!

- See? I told you there'd be surprises.

- My radishes! No!

No... My figurines.

- Poor Ramiro, you were hungry.

- Drop that, donkey.

The dinner.

Not even the donkey ate the cod, ma'am.

My cod!

Damn Ramiro!

At least the turkey

is exactly as we left it.

Yes.

Raw.

Baby, tone down your negativity.

No.

I don't know why I thought

this could be a good idea.

What are you trying to say?

That we can't have a normal Christmas.

All of our Christmases are normal.

Really? No one is having a good time.

Except for your boyfriend.

He's having an awesome time.

Listen, baby.

I understand this wasn't the best moment

to meet him, but Jaime and I are friends.

Sometimes we go out, kiss a little.

- Normal things.

- What do I care?

We're not a couple because

I don't know him well enough

and I won't marry him out of the blue!

So this how it's going to be now? Fine.

Look, I think we should discuss this

after dinner.

- What dinner?

- The one I've been cooking all day

so you can show off to your new family!

Manuel, leave that, he won't bite you.

He's so calm.

Come on, Sofa.

You're blinded by the animal.

Can't you see how

he's looking at me? With hatred.

- With hunger.

- How can he be hungry?

He ate my entire radish Nativity.

Can I pet him?

No, no, no.

He's dangerous.

Demon versus demon, maybe Lalito will win.

Are you going to criticize us again?

Do you want me to criticize him?

Let's see. Eduardo,

give back what you've stolen.

He already did.

No, Dad, your little klepto son

has been stealing things

from this house since he arrived.

I have the number

of a few correctional institutions.

In case you need them.

- Please.

- Stay out of it, sir.

I agree. You've done enough.

- Me?

- Yes. Poor kid.

Finding out his mom has a new boyfriend.

No, I'm not her boyfriend, ma'am.

I was clearly told there's

something called friends with benefits.

Easy...

Son.

Don't say that.

On the anniversary of the death

- of this poor boy's dad.

- No, Mom.

- May he rest in peace.

- Mom.

No. My dad died in March.

December, honey.

Your daddy died in December.

No, he died in March, around spring.

What?

Yes, in fact, every time

I think of Benito Jurez I get sad.

- The party is over.

- Mom.

There's no dinner.

This wouldn't have happened at my house.

Of course there will be dinner.

Don't worry.

Lidia, don't lie.

The donkey ate most of the food.

Mom.

Donkeys are insatiable. Right, Manuel?

I thought I could save the turkey but...

My daughter is right.

I'm a mess.

I never said that, Mom.

- Lidia, can I ask you a question?

- Yes, of course, ma'am.

When did your father die?

March 28th, why?

Manuel!

We came because you said

her dad died on Christmas Eve.

What?

- No. Are you for real, Manuel?

- Okay.

He did die. He's dead.

Maybe he didn't die on Christmas Eve.

Why did you lie to us, Manuel?

Why do you think, Mom?

Would you have come to this house

if I hadn't said that?

- Why? What's wrong with my house?

- Nothing.

Do you understand what's going on here?

Just to know if I have to fight too.

No. No fighting.

I accept it. I lied.

But that doesn't make me a liar, okay?

If we count the lies, they're just a few.

Yes, I lied about the day

my father-in-law died.

I lied about the lasagna,

but only so Lidia wouldn't feel bad.

I lied when I said my family

was excited to come to dinner.

I didn't tell Lidia about the photo,

but omissions aren't lies.

I didn't tell her

about my mom's secret dinner,

and well, the cod thing,

but that cod was terrible.

You have to understand that my mom

gets a little intense around Christmas.

- Francisco, say something.

- Your mother doesn't get a little intense.

She gets intense. That's all.

- What?

- Yes, Mom. Like today.

When you wanted Manuel

to be in the family photo.

Lalo!

What family photo?

We wore horrible sweaters,

you didn't miss out on anything.

Why wasn't I in the family photo?

Am I not a part of your family?

My love, you are my family.

- What if you get divorced tomorrow?

- For f*ck's sake!

- Watch your language. There are kids.

- I know worse things.

If you thought they would get a divorce,

why did we buy the apartment?

That's what I say.

Why? Why do you all think

we're going to get divorced?

Mom?

Because we don't know each other, Manuel.

And you lie to me all the time.

- You lie to me too.

- When did I lie?

Lidia, please! You said it'd be

the best Christmas of my life.

That everything was ready,

but they're all having an awful time.

You're having an awful time.

Well, I did all of this

so you wouldn't be scared!

- To make this work.

- Was it a lie or not?

Okay.

Okay. I did lie, but it's nothing

compared to all your lies.

I lied to you. You lied to me.

I forgive you. You forgive me.

There, that's it.

They're right, Manuel.

- We rushed into this.

- Don't say that.

You and I love each other.

Yes, but sometimes that's not enough.

That's because love is

a patriarchal creation made to subdue...

Sof.

You know what? This is over.

This party is over.

That's what I said from the start.

- We won't have dinner.

- Please, everyone go home, okay?

I'll call an Uber

and we'll fix this at home.

- Lidia.

- No, you go.

I'm staying here.

Now you can celebrate Christmas

the way you like it.

- My love.

- Let's go, Manuel.

- Lalo.

- Sorry.

Let's go.

Jaime, I'm sorry.

It's okay, Rosita. I invited myself.

It was a lot more fun

than staying in my room.

I thought those fights

only happened in soap operas.

I'm off.

I understand

It's okay

I swear it's okay

Thank you.

- Bye.

- Bye, little angel.

- Thank you, Mrs. Rosa.

- Good night.

Thank you.

Of my imagination

But I want you to know

That I don't love you out of vanity

Or something superficial

I don't want you far or near

I regret yesterday

Although I can't change or forget

What I confessed

I wanted to take care of you,

to purify you

Teach you how to love

But I failed, I tried

And I only pushed you away

Excuse me.

And I ask God to let you go from me

To take care of you

But I can't stand to be like this

I'll be there in a minute, honey.

And I will see you grow

Build, laugh, fulfill

Even if I'm with someone else

I'll always think of you

- Are we having dinner?

- Of course, darling.

And I want to see you suffering

Crying, from loving so hard

Even if it's not for me

I want you to be able to feel

I don't want you far or near

I regret yesterday

What?

Although I can't change or forget...

Leave that, kid!

- Wait for your mom and brother.

- What if they don't come down?

Fine, eat something. But be discreet.

- Can you pass the potatoes?

- Yes.

And if I couldn't teach you

Someone else will teach you

Today I'll stop dreaming about you

Hey, aren't you forgetting

- A little detail?

- No, what?

Lidia. Where's her sweater?

I'll call her and tell her to come.

Although I can't change or forget

What I confessed

I wanted to take care of you,

to purify you

Teach you how to love

No, Ramiro, why?

The only good thing about all of this

is that,

in the end, we three Garcas are together.

The original three.

Yes, the original three.

Do you want hamburgers?

The place next door is open 24 hours.

Mr. Luis is an atheist,

so he opens on Christmas.

No.

I think we should talk about

what happened first.

We don't talk, Mom.

We only make passive-aggressive comments

and then we forget about it.

Well, this time will be different.

- Why?

- Because it's Christmas.

And I want to explain

why I wanted to celebrate here.

- To impress Lidia, we know.

- No.

Well, sort of.

I wanted

to prove to you

that I can also throw a nice party.

Mom, that...

- That doesn't matter.

- It matters to me.

I can't buy you a designer dress.

I can't make you a turkey with gravy.

Actually, I don't know

if I can make a turkey.

Come...

And I don't want to lose you.

This dress is really pretty,

really fierce,

but it fits like this

because I'm wearing my Colombian girdle.

You're the foundation

of everything in my life.

You both are the foundation

of all my life.

Okay, let's change the subject.

Tell us about the radish man.

So we're back

to the passive-aggressive comments.

The radish man?

- Do you like him?

- No, he's my friend.

Yeah, right, Mom.

The truth is...

I don't know if I'm ready to date someone.

I don't know if I'll ever be ready.

Well.

Who knows, right?

Maybe in a couple of years.

How are you, Manuelito?

I'm not in the mood for "Manuelito."

Manuel.

I think this year

I didn't cook the turkey very well.

You know how hard it is for me

to admit when I do something wrong.

Yes. I know.

Because I don't usually make mistakes.

Something tells me you're talking about

something that has

nothing to do with the turkey.

- You're right. The turkey is perfect.

- Mom!

I know I was wrong about you.

And about Lidia.

You had the wedding that made you happy.

Even if it hurts to admit it

and to think that you've grown up,

and that you won't be here

with us anymore.

- Maybe I will.

- Don't say that.

The way Lidia looked at me...

I don't know if she'll forgive me.

What you need is a Christmas miracle.

Miracles aren't real.

Miracles aren't real, but your mom is.

Merry Christmas!

- What's wrong with you? Leave me alone.

- Let's see what Santa brought.

No.

Santa is an American agent

who never comes to this house.

You think?

Come on, Lidis, hurry up! Let's go!

Let's go, let's go, let's go, Lidis!

Come on, get up!

I'm coming!

- Lidis, hurry up!

- I'm coming. Wait, Emilio.

- Come.

- Emilio, let me go.

What's all this, Emilio?

Merry Christmas.

Seeing Manuel there with all his family...

For you, for the photo.

We'll take it again.

Your mom and brother have theirs too.

The sweaters, the dinner...

Okay. Can we eat now?

It was the best present ever.

- Jaime.

- Your kids called me.

That day, Jaime became part of the family

and we ate all together.

Let's see...

- Yes, yes, more carrots.

- I don't have any.

- Can you pass the pasta, please?

- I'll give you some.

Anyone want pasta?

Francisco told me he lost all the money.

I invested all my savings

with my brother Jorge.

Now I don't know where

my money is, or my brother.

But it was still a beautiful Christmas.

Smile.

If you had told me

that I'd be by myself a year later,

in Monterrey, I wouldn't have believed it.

- Surprise.

- My Pollo Loco.

- What are you doing here?

- I'm sorry.

Please, forgive me.

You're right.

It's my fault we're not okay.

I've been selfish, classist, and a liar.

The moment I saw you, I knew...

I wanted to spend my life with you.

Liar.

Maybe not the moment I saw you.

But you know when I did?

When I kissed you.

I swear I knew.

Looking back on all

the craziness of this past year,

I realize that you, Lidia Garca,

are my family.

Let's spend Christmas together.

Thank you for coming.

I don't know how to make

my mom's bacon gravy,

but I brought an award-winning cabrito.

I also brought some applesauce

so it feels Christmassy.

- It's perfect.

- Really?

I brought the wine

you liked the last time.

- Remember?

- Right. Thank you.

My love, are you happy I'm here?

I can go and leave you

with your Pollo Loco.

No, of course I'm happy

we're spending Christmas together.

Thank you for coming.

I don't want to fight anymore.

You're right. We won't fight.

We're going to celebrate.

- To us.

- Merry Christmas.

- What about us?

- We're here.

- Yes, but I mean the toast.

- Enough, Manuel.

- I don't want to fight.

- But I do.

I want to make up with you,

I want to cry by your side.

I want to laugh by your side,

I want it all.

Because I love you

and life is better by your side.

And that's why I want

to fight with you forever.

When are you going back?

So you didn't want to fight...

Give me your hand.

- Come with me. I brought you a gift.

- I didn't get you anything.

Don't worry. You're the spoiled one.

You asked me

when I was going back to Mexico.

I'm not going back.

Because my home and my family is

wherever you are, Lidia Garca-San Romn.

- I love you.

- I love you.

And I want to fight with you all my life.

- Merry Christmas.

- Merry Christmas.

Did you really think

this would be a sad story?

It's a Christmas movie, for f*ck's sake.

- Merry Christmas!

- Merry Christmas!

Turkey or no turkey, we're together.

That's all that matters.

With turkey, always, but together.

Christmas means family.

It's the perfect time to show

all the love we have for each other.

It's a day to have a great time.

Merry Christmas!

The best gift is being

with the person you love.

Always together.

- I love you.

- I love you.