-[upbeat music playing]
-Stay here, okay?
-Okay.
-[speaks indiscernibly]
-They're beautiful.
-Woman: Well, I truly believe
that this year's Holly Ball
is going to be the best ever.
All the proceeds
are going to the children's wing
of the hospital, and well,
the RSVPs are just pouring in.
-Man: I haven't sent
an RSVP in yet.
-Well, you're exempt, Will.
I know you'll be coming.
Guess who else is gonna
be in New York for New Year's?
-I haven't the faintest idea.
-The Davidsons.
Won't that be fun?
-Great.
-I think that we should
all go down to Times Square.
-Yeah, with thousands
of our closest friends.
Hey, have I ever told you
how wonderful Christmas was
growing up in this house?
The best part about it
was Christmas Eve.
Every December 24th,
without fail,
Gram would take me
shopping downtown.
I'll never forget those nights.
Everything seemed brighter,
more...
more exciting somehow--
all the people running around
doing last-minute shopping,
church bells ringing,
carolers singing
in the square.
And then Gram would take me home
and make some
of her special eggnog.
And then we'd decorate the tree
with Grandpa.
It was fabulous.
Memories for a lifetime.
Speaking of which, Gram,
what do you want for Christmas?
-Oh, having you here with me
is enough of a present, Will.
-No, I'm serious.
I need some hints.
I'm too busy for last-minute
shopping this year.
-Oh, I can't think of a thing.
When you get to be my age,
it doesn't--
-Stop, I don't wanna hear that
kind of talk.
Everyone's got a wish list,
no matter what age they are.
-[sighs]
-Where is she going?
-I have no idea.
-Well, she seems so down, Will.
-Well, it's just the first
Christmas since Grandpa died.
I can't imagine how hard
that must be on her.
Grandma and Grandpa
were so close.
It's almost-- it's almost
like they were one person.
-Why don't you check on her?
Make sure she's all right.
What's that, Mrs. Martin?
-Hey, it's one
of Grandpa's journals.
-Yes, he wrote 48 of these.
One for each year
we were married.
I never read any of them,
of course, until after he...
died.
"It's Christmas Eve,
"and I can hear Will
running around downstairs.
"As usual, he can hardly
contain himself.
"As she does every year,
Ruth is about
to take him shopping."
-What did I tell you?
-"And as I do every year...
"I'll be spending the evening...
with Lillian."
-Lillian? Who's Lillian?
-I have no idea.
-You're kidding me?
-I wish I were.
You asked me what I wanted
for Christmas.
I want to know who Lillian is.
-[clock chiming]
-Well, obviously,
it was an affair.
-I don't believe that.
-What else could it have been?
A Bible study?
-It-- it wasn't an affair.
My grandfather
would never do that.
He and Gram were like...
-One person. I know.
But you were just a kid.
Could have been things
going on between them
that you weren't aware of.
You want my advice?
I'd tell your grandmother
there are some things
that are better left alone.
-This is obviously important
to her.
Besides, how hard could it be?
-Well, anyway...
I'm sure glad I decided to stay
in town for Thanksgiving.
It was a wonderful evening--
tradition, intrigue,
fabulous company.
Mind if I ask you
a question, Will?
-Of course not.
-Am I going faster on this
than you are?
Well, if you have
to think about it--
-No, Julia, I just...
Look at this
from my point of view.
Six months ago,
I was in New York
on Wall Street.
My grandfather dies,
I'm left with his disorganized
real estate company.
I come here,
I'm living with my grandmother--
-You're not answering
my question.
-I'm not sure you can
measure a relationship
with a stop watch.
Why don't we just keep
going as we are, and...
see where it leads?
-Well, I know where
I want it to lead.
[chuckles]
Good night, Will.
-[owl hoots]
-Will, I'd like to apologize.
-For what?
-Lillian.
I just know how much
you idolized your grandfather.
You two were inseparable
when you were growing up.
And I don't want anything to
change your feelings about him.
-I can't begin to imagine
what it felt like
when you read that passage.
-Shocked.
I thought I knew everything
about Warren.
I mean, work was work
and home was home,
and he-- he knew how
to keep the two separate.
-How many of the journals
have you read?
-Oh, I don't know, I've
just been skipping around
from one year to another.
It's been wonderful, actually.
Reliving different parts
of our life.
-Why do you think Grandpa
kept those journals?
-Warren always felt it
was important for people
to know where they came from,
who their ancestors were.
Perhaps this was his way
of passing down information
to future generations.
-Hm. So he meant for people
to read them?
-I believe so.
-Well, if that's the case,
then he meant for people
to know about Lillian.
So the question is...
why did he keep her a secret
when he was alive?
-[soft piano music playing]
-[clock chiming]
-Warren's voice:
"October 25th.
"William Joseph Martin
was born today.
"11:16 a.m.
"Six pounds, two ounces.
"I never thought I would
experience anything
"as thrilling or profound
as when my own son was born.
"I was wrong.
"Holding my grandson in my arms
"filled me with
such incredible joy.
He has already brightened
my world considerably."
-Woman: Good morning.
-Oh, what are you doing in,
Miss Cook?
It's Thanksgiving weekend.
-Same as you, too much work.
-What can't wait until Monday?
-The year-end books,
which we really must go over
at some point.
-Just make an appointment
with Mary on Monday.
I have no idea
what my schedule is.
-Why isn't Mr. Hanning in?
-I gave everyone
the weekend off. Remember?
-But he's the manager,
isn't he?
-No, he's not
the full-time manager yet.
He will be when I go back
to New York.
-Strange kind of management,
if you ask me.
-I'm sorry?
-May I speak frankly?
-You always do.
-I'm concerned.
-About what?
-The business.
I don't know how you expect
to run things from New York.
-It's a brave new world
of computers, faxes, and modems.
I will be in daily contact
with Mr. Hanning,
I plan to come back
at least once a month.
I don't foresee any problems.
-I do. It's because
of that Hanning person.
I don't like him,
and I don't think he's right
for Martin Real Estate.
-Mr. Hanning is a Wharton
Business School graduate.
He's an efficiency expert
whom I expect
will bring this company
into the 21st century.
-If it ain't broke,
don't fix it.
As far as I'm concerned,
Martin Real Estate ain't broke.
-Good old Miss Cook.
-You can afford to laugh,
Mr. Connor.
She doesn't work for you.
-She certainly doesn't.
-I have to say, I inherited
some real doozies
when I took over this business.
-Ah, in all the years
I knew your grandfather,
I don't believe he ever
fired anyone.
-Well, it shows.
-Oh, Warren was a wonderful man.
Great with people.
But I'll tell you this.
He did have one big problem,
and it cost him over the years.
-What was that?
-He had no k*ller instinct.
-Hm.
-I remember once,
I had us lined up
this real estate deal
that was so sweet.
We both could have
raked in the money.
But Warren refused to do it.
-Why?
-Well, he said it
didn't feel right to him.
-So did you do it?
-I couldn't get
the money together.
Hunter Hogger ended up
with the damn thing.
-Hogger? You're not talking
about the condominium complex
over on State Street, are you?
-The very same.
-I remember driving past
that complex when I was a kid.
Grandpa would tell the
same story over and over...
about how they tore down
a lot of low-income housing
when they built the place.
Put a lot of people
out on the street.
-That's why he didn't
want to do it.
Didn't bother Hogger, though.
Made a fortune.
Opportunities like that don't
come along every day, Will.
Remember that.
-Ugh. Let me ask you a question.
In all the years, did he ever
mention a woman named Lillian?
-No, not that I recall.
Of course, when Warren
and I got together,
we always talked...
business.
-Not bad.
-My first par.
-[both laughs]
-Thank you.
-[door closes]
-[William chuckles]
-Check this out. Scott sent me
a knish from the Big Apple.
-I was wondering what was
in that package.
-Yeah, no turkey leftovers
for me tonight, Gram.
A knish from the Knish Knosh
in Queens. Ah! Heaven.
-Tell me, what would
this weekend be like
if you were in New York?
-Huh.
I don't know.
Football game in Central Park.
Maybe meet the boys afterwards
for some pizza.
If the Knicks were in town,
take in a basketball game.
-Sounds to me like you
can't wait to get back.
-Well, my leave of absence
is up in January, Grandma.
-I know.
And I know how much you had
to give up to come.
Now, go eat your knish.
-Gram, I took some of Grandpa's
journals from the study to read.
I noticed you left 1974
on the shelf.
Too hard for you?
-[sighs] I'm...
I'm not sure it's something
I want to relive.
-[classical score playing]
-Warren's voice:
"My heart is so full,
"I can hardly write.
"The death of my son,
my only child,
"is too much to bear.
"And to lose his precious wife
as well is unthinkable.
"I still find myself expecting
them to walk through the door
"at any moment.
"Almost harder than dealing
with my own grief
"is explaining
what has happened to Will.
"A senseless car accident has
destroyed not only two lives,
"but has forever
altered Will's as well.
"How do we tell him his parents
are never coming back?
How can Ruth and I ever
take their place?"
-Ready to shake
things up here, Will?
-[phone rings]
-There it is.
Two months of research
into Martin Real Estate.
It confirms everything
we talked about.
This company
is way behind the times.
We need to replace
some of our agents.
We need to raise the rent
on quite a few properties.
-I heard that.
-And we have to change
the look of this place.
And I've been into the other
real estate companies
here in town.
You walk in here,
it's like stepping back
into the past.
Image is everything, Will.
I spoke to Miss Cook. I asked
her to come up with an estimate
for replacing
the office furniture.
-Good luck.
-Speaking of home...
when is she due
for retirement?
-About ten years ago.
-[laughs]
-I've got an appointment.
I'm late. I look forward
to reading your report, Jim.
-It's quite complete,
if I do say so myself.
-Mr. Martin,
there's a Mr. Quinn to see you.
He says it's important.
-I'll deal with it.
This guy is months
behind in his rent.
-Months?
-Months.
-I gotta go.
-[telephone rings]
-Mr. Martin?
-Mr. Hanning will take you.
-Hi. Jim Hanning here.
-Uh, hi. Peter Quinn.
-[classical score playing]
-[door opens, closes]
-[pages fluttering]
-[wind blowing]
-Warren's voice:
"Another Christmas Eve,
"another visit with Lillian.
"I do feel guilty
going to see her.
"Hiding this from Ruth
does not make me happy.
"But it's the right thing to do.
The only thing to do."
-[squeaking]
-Gram, what do you
think you're doing?
-Good morning, Will.
-Get down from there.
Let me do that.
-I can handle it. Besides...
what do you expect me to do
when you go back to New York?
-I expect your housekeeper
to do it.
-But tell me, how many
grandmothers does it take
to change a light bulb?
-I don't know.
-One.
Done.
-[sighs]
You look tired.
-Mm. I didn't sleep very well.
-Something keeping you up?
-Oh, just probably
something I ate.
-You need to sleep, Will.
-Yeah, I know. I'm late.
I gotta go.
-[classical score playing]
-Thanks for the call, Will.
-You're quite welcome,
Mr. Spellman.
-Frankly, I'm surprised
that you're thinking
about selling.
You do know that this
was the first building
your grandfather purchased?
-Yes, I do.
It'll be tough to let it go,
but I have to do something
to help balance the books.
-I'm sure you're asking
a small fortune.
-Well, we both know real estate.
Location, location...
-Location, location.
-And this building has it.
-Well, I am definitely
interested
in discussing this further.
I'll give you a call.
-Terrific.
-Thanks, Will.
rlock,
any luck with llian?
Are you okay?
-Sure. Why?
-Well, you just seem
a little distant.
-I was going through one of
the journals the other night.
I found something.
-Oh. The plot thickens.
-In one entry,
he wrote that he was
feeling guilty
about going to see Lillian.
-What'd I tell you?
Oh, listen, he's not the
first man to have an affair
and he certainly
won't be the last.
-You make it sound
so forgivable.
-No, it's just that
I'm not surprised.
-Well, I am.
I'm beginning to understand
how Gram must feel.
Kind of betrayed.
-That's what this is.
You're upset.
-No, I'm not upset.
-Yes, you are. I can tell.
-Well, maybe.
Grandpa was like a father to me.
He was always there, you know?
Came to all my baseball games,
he took me fishing.
I don't know what I would
have done without him.
-I said it once,
and I'll say it again.
Drop the whole thing.
I mean, what if the clue
isn't in the journals?
Are you gonna be calling people
up, asking them whether or not
your grandfather had an affair
with some woman named Lillian?
I mean, don't you find the whole
thing a little embarrassing?
-It is awkward to talk about.
-So, let's talk about
our trip to New York.
-Julia, I don't think there's
gonna be a trip to New York.
-Why not?
I thought you liked the idea.
-I just don't feel comfortable
leaving the office
for a whole week.
-But we've been talking
about this.
-I know we have.
And, believe me,
I would love to get away
to New York. But...
It's just not gonna happen.
-Next thing I know,
you'll be canceling out
on the Holly Ball.
-No, no.
I promise I'll be there.
When is it again?
I'm kidding! Next Friday, right?
-Saturday.
-Saturday.
I'll write that down.
Check, please. Ahem.
-Waiter: Yes, sir.
-[clears throat]
-Waiter: Right away, sir.
-'Tis the season.
-Hi, honey.
-Hey, is this one mine?
-Now put that down.
-You want some help?
-Know how to make a bow?
-Sure do.
Hey, Gram.
-Mmm?
-What do you think about Julia?
Never mind.
That look says it all.
-She's very beautiful, Will.
[humphs]
-But I don't know,
I never took it that seriously.
But she does.
I had to break it to her today
that we weren't
going to New York.
I swear, if she had a g*n--
[scoffs] Anyway...
How would you feel
about getting away for a while?
-Away?
-Yeah, I was thinking about
giving you a cruise
for Christmas.
Might be good for you.
-Not having much luck
with Lillian, are you?
-That's one of the things
I love about you, Gram.
You're not gonna be outsmarted
by some Harvard boy.
I've just been giving this
a lot of thought, and...
are you sure you wanna know...
about Lillian?
Maybe it's best
to just leave it alone.
-I wish I could,
but I--
it's not that I want to know,
I need to know.
-Hm...
Fine, then.
Then let me ask you this.
Was there ever a time
when you and Grandpa...
didn't get along?
-Well... we've had our...
ups and downs.
Any couple does, especially
if they've been together
as long as Warren
and I were.
There was a time, though...
after your parents died, Will.
We were both devastated,
of course.
It-- it definitely strained
our relationship.
We were not that close
for quite some time.
-And Grandpa didn't write
in his journal
for the rest of the year
after Mom and Dad died?
I couldn't find one
for 1975.
And then, shortly after
he started writing again,
that's when he first
mentioned Lillian.
So it's a safe bet
that he met her sometime
between 1974 and 1976.
But he never talks about her
and never goes into any detail.
-I was thinking it must
have been someone at work.
-Hm. An employee?
-Maybe. Or a client.
Enid Cook's been at Martin Real
Estate from the beginning.
Maybe she could be of some help.
-The only place Enid Cook
wants to help me
is out the front door.
I just don't connect
with that woman.
-You know who's kept track of
your grandfather's every move?
-Who?
-Renee Carr.
You met her once, didn't you?
She was your grandfather's
favorite secretary.
-Uh, the redhead.
-She now has her own dance
studio down on... Belfontaine.
-Hm.
-She's a better dancer
than Julia.
-Is she a better dancer
than me?
-[chuckles] Oh!
Now, wait! Watch the back.
-Oh! I'm gonna drop you!
-Stop it!
-I'm gonna drop you!
-Just stop that, Will.
-["The Nutcracker Suite" plays]
-Very good, Christine.
Turning.
-My name's Justin.
I'm the DJ.
-Hi, Justin.
I'm Will Martin.
-You here to see my mom?
-I am if her name's Renee.
-That's her.
-Renee: And ending
with a curtsy.
Very good today, girls.
-[music stops]
Okay, listen up.
Okay, we only have three weeks
until the recital.
And we do need to have our
costumes ready a week before
so we can have
a full dress rehearsal.
-Mom? This is--
-Will Martin.
-Hi.
-Hello.
-Surprised you remember.
-Well, I couldn't forget,
even if I wanted to.
Your grandfather talked
about you all the time.
-I'm sorry.
-Don't worry. All good things.
-So, what can I do for you?
I'm sure you didn't come here
for ballet lessons.
-Actually, I'm looking
for a Christmas gift
for my grandmother. I thought
maybe you could help me.
Would you have time
to grab a cup of coffee?
-Uh, I'm sorry,
I have to get Justin home.
-Uh, maybe tomorrow.
-Actually, I have classes
all day tomorrow.
-Another time, then.
Nice to meet you, Justin.
-Justin: Mom?
Can Will come over
for dinner tomorrow?
-Uh, we're busy tomorrow night,
sweetie.
-How about the next night?
-No, Justin, really, it's--
-Friday! That'd be a good night.
-Uh, he'll wear me down
until I say yes.
Um, are you busy Friday?
Really, I'd like you to come.
-Seven o'clock?
-Seven o'clock?
-Okay, seven o'clock.
-Great.
-Great.
-Thanks for the invite, Justin.
-Oh, by the way, um...
Your grandfather always
bought your grandmother's gifts
at Taylor's Jewelry.
-Oh, thanks.
-[Christmas music playing]
-Man: May I help you?
-Hi, are you Mr. Taylor?
-Yes, I am.
-I'm Will Martin, Mr. Taylor,
Warren Martin's grandson.
-Will Martin.
It's a pleasure to meet you.
-Thanks. Mr. Taylor,
I understand my grandfather
always bought my grandmother's
gifts here.
-That's correct. Even
as the town started to grow,
and the competition increased,
never wavered in his loyalty.
-Will! I was just
on my lunch hour
and I saw you
through the window.
Hello, Mr. Taylor.
-Good afternoon, Julia.
-So, what are you doing here?
-I was just, uh--
just getting started
on my Christmas shopping.
-Oh.
Well, um...
I guess I'll be going then.
Forget you ever saw me here.
-So, uh, you and Miss Welsh?
-Yeah, have been dating,
but really it's my grandmother
that I'm here for.
-Ah!
Wait right here, Mr. Martin.
I have something for you.
-[classical score playing]
-Your grandfather had me custom
make this for your grandmother.
And he passed away
before he could pick it up.
You know, I've been waiting
for the proper time
to deliver it to her.
-It's beautiful.
-Oh!
He was very particular
about that stone.
I got several in
before he found one he liked.
People cane very particular
when it comes to a birthstone.
-Excuse my ignorance, but, uh,
this is an emerald?
-That's correct.
Lucky women born in May.
Emerald for a birthstone.
Is something wrong,
Mr. Martin?
-My grandmother
was born in September.
-Oh...
g]
-Warren's voice: "Of all the
things God has asked of us
"during our time here on earth,
perhaps the hardest to achieve
is the ability to forgive."
-[knocking]
-Come in.
What is it, Miss Cook?
I'm kind of busy.
-[sighs] You must have a talk
with Jim Hanning.
He has this notion
that we have to change the look
of the office.
I'm swamped with work.
He's hounding me for an estimate
on new furniture.
-I'll speak with Jim.
We'll put a moratorium
on further discussion
of new office furniture
till the beginning of the year.
-Have you had a chance
to look at my books yet?
-No, I'm going
to have Jim do it.
-[angrily]
I don't want that man
anywhere near my books!
Now, you're the head
of Martin Real Estate--
-Calm down!
-I can't calm down.
I don't like what's going on
in this office.
You mark my words,
when you leave,
and that man is running things,
this company's
going to fall apart.
-Something tells me if I stay,
you'd feel the same way.
-[sighs]
Mr. Martin,
with all due respect,
when your grandfather
founded this business,
his handshake was as good
as his word.
And then your father started
working here.
They were like two peas
in a pod,
working side by side.
-Tell me about my father,
Miss Cook.
-I beg your pardon?
-What was he like?
-He was a lot
like your grandfather.
-In what way?
-In the way he treated people,
for one thing.
And he loved this business
as much as your grandfather did.
It wasn't just a job to him.
-And he would be running
Martin Real Estate
had he not died?
-Yes, I suppose so.
-Miss Cook,
I am not my grandfather,
nor am I my father.
But I am running this business.
And as long as I'm in charge,
I suggest you and Mr. Hanning
find a way to get along.
-[doorbell rings]
-You're late.
-Renee: Dessert time.
-Justin: Yay!
-Will: Chocolate cake,
my favorite.
-Justin: Mine too.
-Will: Looks really good.
Mm.
-I can name all the dinosaurs.
-So can I.
-No, you can't.
-Yes, I can.
You want me to prove it?
Brontosaurus, Stegosaurus,
Allosaurus, Plateosaurus,
Gorgosaurus, Tyrannosaurus,
Lambeosaurus, Corythosaurus.
-You're pretty good
with the "sauruses."
-Yes, I am.
Triceratops, Protoceratops,
Pteranodon, Dimetrodon...
and Parasaurolophus.
-That's it?
-That's it.
-Iguanodon.
-I should have known
that one.
-You did pretty good, though.
-Thanks.
-Justin says good night.
-He's a neat kid.
-He sure seems fond of you.
Would you like some coffee?
-I'd love some.
-So you spent
every day since Thanksgiving
looking for Lillian?
-Yeah, I've spoken to a number
of Grandpa's
old business associates.
I've been through his records
at work.
Now you don't know
who she is.
Frankly, I'm running
out of ideas.
-Have you read all the journals?
-No, Renee, there's 48 journals.
-Well, the answer
has to be in one of them.
I can say this, Will.
I have never known a man
more devoted to his wife
than your grandfather.
I don't believe it
was an affair.
-Well, that's what I thought.
When Mr. Taylor showed me
that emerald,
it was like a slap in the face.
Whoever he bought that for
obviously meant a lot to him.
-I'm sure there's
some other explanation.
-Like what?
-I don't ow.
Maybe a cousin.
-If Grandpa had a cousin,
we would have known about it.
-Well, maybe it's someone
associated
with one of his charities.
-That occurred to me.
But why would he keep that
a secret from us?
-I must say, I do feel badly
for Mrs. Martin.
-This has really hurt her.
Gram depended on Grandpa
for everything,
especially after
my parents died.
He was her rock.
Now it turns out
he had this other life?
-I'll tell you what I'll do.
I'll go through all my old desk
calendars from the office,
and I'll see what I can find.
-Thanks, Renee.
I'd really appreciate that.
It's getting late.
I'd better go.
-[classical score playing]
-Thanks for dinner.
I'm glad Justin invited me.
-Yeah. I'm glad he did too.
-Good night.
-[sighs]
-I swear, you look just
like your grandfather
sitting there.
-Gram, I didn't see you come in.
-When Warren was your age--
oh, the resemblance
is remarkable.
-I was just, uh...
looking around for some things.
-Yes, well, I better
let you get back to it.
-[classical score playing]
-[sighs]
[sighs]
"Thanks for a great trip.
Love L."
-Ruth: Will?
Who are you talking to?
-Uh, nobody. Just myself.
-Well, I think you've been
in here too long.
Look at this place.
-Don't worry,
I'll clean it up, Grandma.
-I just wanted to be sure
you hadn't forgotten
about the Holly Ball.
Yeah, well, you better hurry.
I don't think you wanna
keep Julia waiting.
-Right.
Thanks for reminding me.
I'll take care
of the stuff tomorrow.
-Hm...
-See you.
-[classical score playing]
-Julia, you'll never
believe what happened.
-You're late.
That's what happened.
-I found a picture of her.
-A picture of whom?
-Of Lillian. Look.
Look, it's her.
-Do you think that you could
just forget about that woman
for a couple of hours?
-I'll try,
but this changes everything.
I think I can find her now.
-Please, put that picture away.
Oh! There's Mr. Carlyle.
He's one of the most prominent
lawyers in town.
You really need to know him.
-[laughter]
-Man:
White wine, anyone?
-Man 2: Oh, very well.
Thank you.
-...grandfather. Have you ever
seen these two people?
She wrote this...
-[sighs]
-Good evening,
Mr. and Mrs. Silverstein.
Would you excuse us
for a moment?
-Sure.
-Nice to meet the two of you.
They bought the first house
of Martin Real Estate.
They have no idea--
-What do you think
you're doing, Will?
-What do you mean?
-Showing that picture
to everybody.
Isn't it bad enough
that your grandfather
had an affair,
much less having everyone
in town know about it?
-Showing a picture
of my grandfather
with a man and a woman
does not insinuate
that he had an affair.
-[sighs] I have to say,
it's the oddest Christmas
present I've ever heard of.
Trust me, buy your grandmother
a nice strand of opera pearls,
and she'll forget
all about Lillian.
-Do you have any idea what this
means to my grandmother?
Or to me, for that matter?
-I suppose I'm gonna
have to find out
whether I want to or not.
-No, actually, you don't.
You don't have to know anything
about me or my grandmother
or anything, for that matter.
'Cause that would take away
from you thinking
about yourself.
And we wouldn't want that,
now, would we?
-I don't know what you're being
so sarcastic about.
-Julia, I'm not being sarcastic.
I'm being honest.
And the truth is,
I don't think this is right
for either of us.
Maybe we should
give this some thought.
-Woman: Julia!
-[doorbell rings]
-Well, don't you look nice.
-Uh, there was a party
at the club.
I got bored.
-Well, come on in.
I'm just taking a fresh batch
of cookies out of the oven.
Well, listen, I'm sorry
I didn't have a chance
to dig out those calendars.
I will, though. I promise.
Something wrong?
-I think I found Lillian.
At least I found her picture.
Look.
"Love L."
Do you recognize
either of them?
-Not the woman.
But the man...
Phil Askou.
That's his name.
Your grandfather
went on a fishing trip
with him every year.
Least he did during the five
years I was working for him.
-Do you remember anything else
about him?
-I think he owns an insurance
company here in town.
-Phil Askou.
-Are you sure you're okay?
-When I found this picture
in Grandpa's study,
Gram came in.
And I hid it.
Couldn't show it to her.
I mean, before Lillian
was just a name, but...
now she's real.
I guess I'm afraid
of what I'm gonna find out.
Hi, Mr. Askou.
This is Will Martin,
Warren Martin's grandson.
I'm fine, thanks. I was
wondering if I could
pay you a visit, Mr. Askou.
Um, yeah, I wanna talk to you
concerning my grandfather.
No, well, I'd prefer
to do it in person, if...
Great. Would this afternoon
be okay?
Great. Yeah, just a second.
Okay, go ahead.
Lakefront... Drive.
-Oh!
-149.
-How are you?
-I'll see you this afternoon
then.
Okay, bye-bye.
This is a nice surprise.
-The calendars.
Just in case.
-Thanks.
-Any luck with Phil Askou?
-Yeah, I just talked to him.
Turns out he's retired
and moved up to Edenton Lake.
I'm gonna visit him
this afternoon.
-And hopefully your problem
will be solved.
Where's your name plate?
-My what?
-Name plate. You know,
plate, usually brass,
with your name on it.
Well, you have to have one.
Your grandfather did.
-In that case,
I better get one.
-And what about you?
-What about me?
-Well...
you have your own business now.
Are you just gonna give all this
up and go back to New York?
-That's the plan.
-Anyway, I'm sure
you're very busy.
Let me know how it goes
in Edenton Lake.
-I will. You and Justin
ever been there?
-Oh, a long time ago.
-Would you like to go?
It's a long trip, you know,
I could use the company.
I mean, if you're busy...
-Well, we were gonna do
some Christmas shopping,
but, uh, I know what Justin
would rather do.
-So come.
-[classical score playing]
-Bet you don't know
which dinosaur
has teeth the size
of a butcher knife.
-It's your fault. If you
hadn't impressed him
with your knowledge
of dinosaurs--
-That would be the T. rex,
Justin.
-Too easy!
-Yes, it was.
-How about this one?
Which dinosaur would make
the best waiter in a restaurant?
-Hm, let me think...
I don't know.
Which dinosaur would make
the best waiter
at a restaurant?
-A stegosaurus, because he can
carry the plates on his back.
-Quick wit for a six-year-old.
-Yeah, sometimes too quick.
-Can we get something to eat?
-Let's just wait
till we get to the lake,
sweetie.
-But I'm hungry!
-Justin.
-I could use a break too,
actually.
-That's two against one.
-I don't think I like
what's going on here.
-[chuckles]
-Justin:
Hey, Will! Watch this!
-What's on your mind,
Mr. Martin?
-Something that's none
of my business.
-Well, I'll be
the judge of that.
-I was just wondering
where Justin's father is.
-Ted's in Europe. We were
divorced three years ago.
When a job was offered
to him in France last year,
he jumped at it.
Haven't heard from him since.
It seems he doesn't really care
if he's a part of Justin's life
at this point.
-Sorry to hear that.
-Same here.
For Justin's sake, anyway.
-Justin: Oh!
-It's hard not having a dad
at that age.
-You know, Will,
I was really glad
I stopped by at Martin
Real Estate today.
Brought back good memories.
-I still can't get over
how Enid Cook lit up
when she saw you. I've been
working there four months,
it's the first time
I've ever seen her smile.
I was afraid her face
would fall off.
-You're too hard on her.
-She's too hard on me.
-I feel sorry for her.
She's had a difficult life.
-Sorry for her, why?
-You're not aware
of what happened
with Enid at work, are you?
-No.
-Maybe it's not my place.
-Sure, it is.
Besides, if it'll help me
understand the old battle axe--
uh, Miss Cook, a little better,
isn't that a good thing?
-This isn't funny.
-I'm not laughing.
-Okay. Enid... never married.
She never had any children.
When she was younger,
she devoted all of her time
taking care of her parents.
The medical bills started
to pile up over the years,
and I guess after a while
it just became too much
for her to handle,
so... she sort of borrowed money
from Martin Real Estate.
-Borrowed?
-Without your
grandfather's knowledge.
-What, Enid Cook embezzled
from Martin Real Estate?
-Everyone in the office
knew about it.
We thought she'd get fired
for sure.
-Why didn't she?
-[sighs]
It was your grandfather.
Not only did he not fire her,
but he paid off all
of her medical bills
and promoted her to accountant.
-He promoted her?
[exhales] I guess he figured
she was good with numbers.
-Look at this way, Will.
Enid Cook has been
the most loyal employee
at Martin Real Estate
ever since.
You know, your grandfather
was actually a very wise man.
He knew how to get
the best out of people
and how to help them
reach their own potential.
-[classical score playing]
-Hello, Mr. Askou.
-Will, it's great to see you.
And Renee.
Will you look at you?
You haven't changed at all.
-Oh, that's very kind of you,
Mr. Askou.
This is my son, Justin.
-Well, hello, Justin.
Come on in. Come on.
-[making sound effects]
-It didn't matter
how busy Warren was.
He always made time
for our yearly fishing trip.
-I remember.
-Those were great times.
I can't tell you how often
I think about your grandfather.
So, what about you, Will?
You doing any fishing?
You should come
up here sometime.
-Thank you, sir,
I may take you up on that.
-And you too, Renee.
You know, having a woman
on the boat,
it's always good luck.
-Mr. Askou...
do you remember
this fishing trip?
-Oh, I sure do.
I never had a better trip
than this one.
Like I said, having a woman
onboard is good luck.
My wife could out-fish
both of us.
-Your wife?
-Lucy.
She passed away about a year
before Warren.
A very difficult year
and a half for me.
I miss them both terribly.
-[rain pattering]
ucy. Can you believe it?
-[thunder rumbles]
-Guess I'm back to square one.
-What about the other names
from the journals?
You said you were
making a list.
-Every friend,
every relative,
nothing but dead ends.
Two weeks left till Christmas.
-[thunder crashes]
-When the boy is out,
he's out.
-Yeah. And it's
the only time he's quiet.
-Thanks for coming today, Renee.
It may have been
a wild goose chase,
but, uh, you helped
make it a pleasant one.
-Thanks for asking.
-Good night.
-[thunder rumbles]
-[soft music playing]
-How's it going, Will?
-[sighs]
Grandpa, why?
Why did you write about Lillian?
Why did you send us
on this journey?
[sighs]
-Good morning, Sheila.
-Jim: That will be too late!
-Enid:
So, your way of dealing
with the situation
is just toss him out
on the street?
-Jim:
You may go now, Miss Cook.
-Enid: You may be the manager
at this company,
but you clearly have a lot
to learn about people!
You are an accountant,
Miss Cook! Not an agent!
-That is beside the point!
-No, that is the point!
It is not
your place to tell me--
-Good morning.
Jim, could I see you
in my office, please?
-That woman is gone
as soon as possible.
I terminated
Quinn's lease yesterday,
Miss Cook caught wind of it
and stormed into my office.
-Why was she so upset?
-Said he was a loyal customer
of Martin Real Estate,
had been for years,
always paid his rent on time.
He is three months behind.
I will not-- we cannot tolerate
that kind of an attitude.
Martin Real Estate
is a business, not a charity.
She is absolutely infuriating.
-Enid Cook started working here
40 years ago.
As a member of the old guard,
she's trying to preserve
what she feels Martin
Real Estate is all about.
-Well, what it's about
is about to change.
I mean, that's what we talked
about when I first started here.
-Change can take time.
I want you and Enid
to find a way to get along,
because frankly, I'm tired
of being your referee.
And Jim, in the future,
any major decision,
I need to be informed
before it's implemented.
-Of course.
-Thank you.
-[Christmas music playing]
-You look flustered.
-It's been a wild morning.
The lines are being drawn
at Martin Real Estate.
In one corner, Enid Cook.
In the other, Jim Hanning.
You're invited
to the next fight.
-Well, if I have
to choose sides--
-Yeah, I know.
You'll be watering Enid down
between rounds.
-Especially now.
I was just informed that my rent
will be going up
the first of the year,
and something tells me
the letter didn't come from you.
-No, it didn't,
but I did put Jim in charge
of getting our rental properties
to market level.
-He's doing a good job then.
-I suppose so.
-You don't sound convinced.
-When I first interviewed Jim,
he had this style
I was looking for--
he was smart, intelligent,
ambitious, experienced, but...
lately, I'm--
I'm not so sure.
-You want my opinion?
And I'm not just saying this
'cause my rent's being raised,
but your grandfather always
put people before profit.
And as a result,
he built a successful business.
-Here you go.
-Thank you.
-Thanks a lot.
Speaking of my grandfather,
I went to his lawyer's office
this morning.
I found out he left money
in his will
to care for
an unnamed individual.
-An unnamed individual?
-When I heard that,
something clicked.
Something occurred to me that
I had never thought of before.
Grandpa constantly mentions
in his journals
how much he loves children.
-And?
-What if Lillian is a child?
My grandfather's child.
-I just can't believe that--
-Trust me, think about this.
It all makes much more sense.
Surely, he wouldn't name
a mistress in his will.
But his own flesh and blood...
-I'm beginning
to think that you don't know
your grandfather very well.
-Well, I know him better
than ever
since I've read these journals.
I swear, sometimes I think
he's speaking to me.
-Maybe he is.
-Is it all right that
I leave now, Mr. Martin?
-Yeah, sure, I'll close up.
Good night, Mary.
-Good night.
-[soft music playing]
-Hey, Gram, why did you
and Grandpa only have one child?
It's an odd question, I know,
but I'm curious.
-Well, when your father
was born, we were very content.
Warren was expanding
his business,
and I was busy raising Samuel.
It just felt complete.
You're thinking Lillian
is a child, aren't you?
-I'm sorry.
I don't mean to make this
more painful for you.
-It's not something
that didn't occur to me.
-Aren't you angry, Gram?
Angry at Grandpa
for this Lillian?
-Disappointed, maybe,
but not angry.
I hope you're not.
Oh, I knew I shouldn't have
gotten you involved in this.
-No, no, no.
Don't think that, really.
In fact, I'm beginning to think
that this search for Lillian
is one of the best things
that's ever happened to me.
Reading the journals, talking
to people that knew Grandpa.
And it's strange.
Lately, I've been finding
Grandpa's life
in practically every aspect
of my own.
At home, at work.
I was just talking to Ree
about this today.
-Hm...
-It's almost as if his spirit
is here with me.
With us.
Do you know what I mean?
-Oh, yes, I do.
-[classical score playing]
-Will:
I really need an extension
on the leave, Mr. Mench.
Yes, I know, sir.
Six months was very generous,
but there's more to running
a real estate office
than I thought, and...
I can't do that, sir.
It's a family business.
There's no way
I'm going to sell it.
Yes, sir.
You've made yourself very clear.
I'll see you in February then.
-[knocking]
-Oh, Miss Cook.
-Your grandfather was the only
man I ever worked for.
I assumed everyone
was like him,
but they're not.
I have given this
a lot of thought,
and... I've decided
there's no way
I'll be able to work
with Jim Hanning.
What he did to Mr. Quinn...
was the last straw.
That poor man has a family.
Two small children.
He lost his job,
that can happen to anyone.
Just because he's fallen
on some hard times--
-What are you saying,
Miss Cook?
-I will be leaving
at the end of the year.
This is my resignation.
-Ruth: Will?
Have you had dinner yet?
-No. Not yet, Gram.
-Ah, I've been keeping
this warm for you.
-What is it?
-It's a knish.
-Oh, thanks.
-Hm.
-Where'd you go?
-I made them myself.
h*, h*!
-You made these?
-Mm-hm.
-Hm...
That's really good.
-You're just saying that.
-No, absolutely not.
It's great.
Better than the Knish Knosh.
-You look exhausted.
-Well...
I have a lot on my mind.
-Lillian?
-That's one thing.
-I have to say, I never thought
it would be this difficult.
-Huh! Neither did I.
-What else
is troubling you, Will?
You've been moping around here
for days.
-I've been trying to find
a way to tell you this, Gram.
Enid... quit last week.
-Quit? Why?
-Uh... she had
her reasons, but...
the real reason is I'm
doing something wrong
at Martin Real Estate.
[sighs] Seems Grandpa knew
a few things they didn't teach
at business school.
Anyway...
I've got a lot of changes
to make at the office,
and I think I know
where to start.
-[classical score playing]
-Hello, Mr. Quinn.
-Mr. Martin.
Come on in.
-[baby crying]
-I'm sorry to barge in
like this.
I probably should have called,
but I wanted to speak to you
in person. Hi, Mrs. Quinn.
Um... I'm afraid there's
been a terrible mistake.
It came to my attention
that your lease was terminated.
And I know that you were trying
to get in touch
with me, Mr. Quinn.
-I was,
but Mr. Hanning explained
that he's in charge
of the delinquent accounts.
-He is, but he should
have consulted me
before taking such an action.
I'm new at this...
and I've made
some mistakes, and...
this is one of them.
I'm hoping you'll
let me correct it.
Would you stay?
-I don't know when I'm gonna
be able to get a job.
I'm trying, but...
-You'll pay when you're able to.
-Thank you.
-Merry Christmas to you both.
-Merry Christmas, Mr. Martin.
-h*, h*, h*! h*, h*, h*!
-[coins clatter]
-Thank you. Merry Christmas.
-[Christmas music playing]
-[carolers singing]
-♪ Troll the ancient
yuletide carols, fa, la, la, la,
la, la, la, la, la ♪
♪ See the blazing yule
before us ♪
♪ Fa, la, la, la, la,
la, la, la, la ♪
♪ Strike the harp
and join the chorus ♪
♪ Fa, la, la, la, la
La, la, la, la ♪
♪ 'Tis the season
to be jolly ♪
♪ Fa, la, la, la, la
La, la, la, la ♪
♪ Call on me in merry measure ♪
♪ Fa, la, la, la, la
La, la, la, la ♪
♪ While I tell
of yuletide treasure ♪
♪ Fa, la, la, la, la
La, la, la, la ♪
-[Christmas music playing]
-[no discernible dialog]
-Will!
-Hey, hey, Justin!
-What are you doing here?
-I'm just paying
a friendly visit.
-Why don't you open up, sweetie?
So, don't you look happy.
-Yeah, I was up all night.
I've never felt better.
-Lillian searching?
-No, soul searching.
-Mm.
-Mm.
-So are you still convinced
that Lillian's a daughter?
-I don't know what to think.
She's either an affair
or the daughter of an affair.
-So, what are you gonna do?
Three days till Christmas.
-Eh, three days, and only one
name left in the journal.
Jose Rivera.
I'm not holding my breath.
He owns a Christmas tree farm
that Grandpa
used to go to every year.
I doubt that he'll know anything
about Lillian, but...
at the very least,
we could get a Christmas tree.
-[both chuckle]
You and Justin
wanna come tomorrow?
-Yeah, we'd love to.
-Great. We can go
after the party.
-Party?
-The office party.
I'd really like you to come.
-Oh, I don't know, Will.
I haven't worked there in years.
I think I'd feel out of place.
-No, you won't. It's the staff
and a few clients.
-Are you sure?
-Positive.
-Well, it would be fun
to see everyone.
-[soft music playing]
-I'll see you at noon.
See you later, Justin.
-Mom! He kissed you!
-Yes, he did.
-Will.
-Hi.
I'm glad you're
in a festive mood.
-Why?
-The office Christmas party
is tomorrow.
You're invited.
-Oh...
-I know that you weren't up
for the Holly Ball, but,
you know, this is different.
-Will, I used to love to go
to the office party
with your grandfather,
but I just don't think
I can do it this year.
I'm not ready yet.
I hope you'll understand.
-[phone ringing]
-Miss Cook?
Do you have the Christmas
bonus envelopes?
-Enid: Yes.
-My grandfather used to hand
them out personally each year.
I'd like to do the same.
Uh, Miss Cook, I know
you've made up your mind
about leaving...
-Yes, I think I made
my reasons quite clear.
-But I hope, after the party,
you'll reconsider.
-Just the man I wanted to see.
Word's gotten out
that we're thinking
about selling our building
on Hampton Boulevard.
Sterling Conrad's called.
Hunter Hogger.
I think that we can get
a very nice price for this.
It'll be a great way
to start the new year, Will.
-Uh, Jim, the building
on Hampton is not for sale.
-We discussed this.
I mean, it costs way too much
to renovate.
Oh, no, no. [laughs]
Don't give me this speech now
that this is the first building
that your grandfather bought.
Will, you can't make
business decisions
based on sentimental reasons.
-A few months ago,
I would have agreed with you,
but, uh, I don't now.
-What are you talking about?
-Look, Jim, I've been giving
this a lot of thought, and...
I think you'd be happier
working somewhere
other than Martin Real Estate.
-I don't understand.
We had a plan.
We were in perfect sync.
-But plans can change,
and so can people.
Don't worry.
You will have
a nice settlement,
and you will land on your feet,
I am sure.
-It's you and...
Martin Real Estate
I'm worried about.
-It might be a little rocky
at first,
but... you know what?
We'll be fine.
-[Christmas music playing]
-[indistinct chatter]
-Here. Here's your
Christmas bonus.
Hey! I was waiting for you...
before I made my announcement.
Here we go.
Uh, excuse me! Could I have--
could you turn the music down
for a second?
-[music stops]
-Thank you.
Hi, welcome.
Uh, I'm sure my grandfather's
been very much
on everyone's minds
these past months.
He was the guiding force
at Martin Real Estate
for over 50 years.
And for the brief time
he worked for the office,
my father...
was very influential
here as well.
-Man:
Mm-hmm. Hear, hear.
When Grandpa died,
he left the business to me.
And I must be honest,
I wasn't sure that I wanted it.
I was living in New York City
and making a terrific salary,
I was climbing the
corporate ladder so fast,
I could hardly feel
the rungs beneath my feet.
And Martin Real Estate
seemed like a big distraction.
But in the five months
since I've been here,
I've, uh--
I've made some mistakes.
And I've learned some things
and I now realize
that Martin Real Estate
is not a detour...
but a destination.
What I'm trying to say
is I've decided
not to go back to New York.
-Man: Oh!
-Woman: Oh! That's good.
-Maybe destiny
is too heavy-handed a word,
but, uh, I do feel that I was
meant to come back here
and follow in the footsteps
of my father and grandfather.
And I promise that I will do
everything I can
to fill their shoes.
And all I ask in return
is your patience.
So... happy holidays,
and, uh,
thanks a lot for coming.
Miss Cook, thank you.
-Enough of this, now.
This is your moment.
-No, Gram.
This is both of our moments.
-Go on now.
-Hi.
-Something tells me
if you don't find Lillian,
your grandmother won't mind.
This is the best gift
you could have given her.
-We still have to know
who she is, Renee.
This journey isn't over
until we do.
You wanna go pick out a tree?
-They all look
the same to me.
-I don't know.
I think the really big ones
are way back there.
-I'll check.
-Excuse me. Hi, would you happen
to be Jose Rivera?
-Depends on why you're asking.
-I'm Will Martin, Mr. Rivera.
Warren Martin's grandson.
-Ah, Mr. Martin.
Very pleased to meet you.
Come to pick up your
grandmother's tree?
-That's right.
-About time.
Most of the really good ones
are gone.
-I don't know. I'm sure they
have something for us.
-You know, your grandfather
was always here
at least three weeks
before Christmas.
-I know.
-Came himself.
Didn't send some employee.
-That's Grandpa for you.
-You know, the reason
I have this business
was because
of your grandfather.
-Hm. I didn't know.
I'm not surprised.
-Financed a personal loan
when I couldn't get a bank loan.
Great man, your grandfather.
-Did my grandfather ever mention
a woman named Lillian?
-Lillian, Lillian. No.
Not that I can remember.
Only Ruth. He used to say
that he had to have
the most beautiful tree
for the most beautiful woman
in the world. [chuckles]
-Found one!
It's bigger than all the others!
-Uh, Jose, Justin here will show
you which tree to deliver
to my grandmother's.
-What about the other one?
-The other one?
-Yeah, your grandfather
always had a tree delivered
to Martha Fields.
A big one, too.
-Martha Fields? Where is she?
-I don't have
the address offhand,
but I can get it for you,
though.
-I'd appreciate that, Jose,
thanks.
-Come.
-Now there's another one?
-Will...
-I know, there's a perfectly
logical explanation.
Well, of course there is.
-Renee, I admire your
unsinkable belief
in my grandfather,
but this is exasperating.
First, Lillian.
Now, Martha?
-7800 Beverly.
-Thanks.
-See you, Will.
-Good luck.
-[classical score playing]
-Man: So you think you're up
for another game?
-[indistinct chatter]
-Excuse me.
-May I help you?
-I'm looking for the manager.
-That would be me.
I'm Mrs. Baker.
-Hi, Mrs. Baker.
My name's Will Martin.
I'm Warren Martin's grandson.
-Oh, yes! Oh, it's so nice
to finally meet you.
-Thanks.
I'm sorry about the tree.
-Mm.
-I didn't know
that it was tradition.
But if it's not too late,
I'd like to have it delivered
this afternoon.
-That would be perfect.
And we can decorate it tonight
in honor of your grandfather.
-Great.
-Will you be joining us
tomorrow?
-I'm sorry?
-It was part
of your grandfather's tradition.
He came here every
Christmas Eve.
-Oh, I didn't know that.
-He always stuck his head
in every room.
He wished all our patients
a merry Christmas
before he went to sit
with Lillian.
-Lillian?
-She's our longest resident.
24 years, I believe it is.
She has no family,
but your grandfather came
to visit every month.
And he always made sure he spent
a little extra time with her
on Christmas Eve.
He was her only visitor.
And he could not have been
more faithful.
-May I see her?
-Certainly.
She's been in bad health
for so many years.
She hardly responds to anybody.
Sleeps most of the time.
-How did my grandfather
know her?
-I'm really not sure.
I've only been here
for a couple of years.
[sighs]
I do know that one night
many years ago
she fell asleep at the wheel,
crashed into another car
head on,
k*lling another couple.
-Did you say that she's been
here for 24 years?
-Yes.
-And that a young couple
was k*lled?
-Yes.
Are you all right, Mr. Martin?
Mr. Martin?
-Yeah, I'm okay.
-[classical score playing]
-Go ahead, open it up, Justin.
-Wow! This is great, Will!
-They were mine
when I was your age.
I hope you like them.
-Well, since we're
opening presents...
this one's for you.
[laughs]
Do you like it?
-No, I love it.
Thank you.
-This one's for you,
Mrs. Martin. It's from Will.
-Well, thank you, Justin.
Will. [gasps]
Oh!
This is beautiful, Will.
-It's not from me.
It's from Grandpa.
It was at Taylor's Jewelry
when I stopped by.
He was having it made for you
before he died.
-Oh...
-Why emerald, Gram?
That's not your birthstone.
-No.
No, it isn't, but...
May is the month that your
grandfather and I met.
And he always said that...
May was the luckiest month
of his life.
-It's beautiful.
-I have one more gift
for you, Gram.
But first we have
to take a little trip.
-[Christmas music playing]
-[indistinct chatter]
-Excuse me.
-[indistinct chatter]
-Are you all right?
-Your grandfather always wanted
to protect me from everything.
He did what he knew I couldn't.
-You sure you wanna do this?
-Yes, I do.
I think I'll stay here
for a little while, Will.
-Hey. Merry Christmas.
-I forgive you too, Lillian.
-Group:
♪ Silent night ♪
♪ Holy night ♪
♪ All is calm ♪
♪ All is bright ♪
♪ Round yon virgin ♪
♪ Mother and child ♪
♪ Holy infant ♪
♪ So tender and mild ♪
♪ Sleep in heavenly ♪
♪ Peace ♪
♪ Sleep in heavenly ♪
♪ Peace ♪
-["Silent Night" playing]
-[classical score playing]
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