[upbeat music]
♪ I still remember ♪
♪ Like it was yesterday ♪
♪ Smelling mama's
Christmas cookies ♪
♪ And the bells on
an open sleigh ♪
♪ All I gotta do
is shut my eyes ♪
♪ And I can see those
twinkling lights ♪
♪ And every street
lined with decorations ♪
♪ In my hometown tonight ♪
♪ Passing strangers
stop to share a smile ♪
♪ With houses filled
with joy and laughter ♪
♪ As they bless the child ♪
♪ My favorite time of the year ♪
♪ My favorite time of the year
[upbeat music]
- Is that thing ready for me?
- Can you slow down?
So, whose the meeting with?
Ms. Ferdi, Dragon lady?
- Yeah, yeah, second thoughts
Coffee courage.
- How dare you produce
these abysmal figures.
- You know, we still have
two weeks until Christmas.
I have an idea that could...
- Oh! And what would
that be I wonder?
To use our labs to produce
your very own perfume formula.
Because, well, you're
a perfume maker,
you're not a sales
manager, right?
And then you could bottle it
and sell it at all
our luxury stores.
- You read my proposal?
- She stood up?
- Mmm hmm and said
no, of course.
- So what you gonna do?
- I don't know.
- h*, h*, h*.
- Ah.
- [Santa] Let me help.
- I wasn't looking
where I was going
- That's okay.
- This is the worst day ever.
- There's nothing the
Christmas spirit can't fix.
- I doubt that.
- So, what's on your
Christmas wish list, my dear?
- Well, I'm certain it's
nothing Santa's elves
can fix up in their workshop.
- Certainty is a sure thing.
You can't be sure of everything.
Even that your Christmas
wish would not come true.
- [laughs] Well,
Merry Christmas.
- [Presenter] Always love
the local Scottish [mumbles].
[phone ringing]
- Hey mom.
- Hey, sweetheart, I
just put up a new video.
Have you seen it?
- Great, can I watch it later?
Of course, how's Finroze?
Creating some magic, I imagine.
- Like I said,
I'm not there yet,
I'm just a sales manager.
- I don't understand why
they're wasting your talents.
- Erm, there's
someone at the door.
Hang on a second.
- She's got a date.
- [Blair's Dad]
She's got a date!
- No, no, I do not
have a date, bye.
[door closing]
Dear Blair, what's for
you won't go by you.
Merry Christmas.
[gentle Scottish music]
- [sighs] Supper
with Lady Murray.
Come skiing with
us to St. Moritz,
Annabelle wishes to see you.
The Blandford ball.
Why is everyone always
trying to find me a woman?
Don't they know that you're
the only girl for me, Lucy?
Oh, you're so beautiful, hmm.
[dog growls]
- Your grace, have you
seen the master's glasses?
- Oh, I'm sure that as usual,
they're on top of his head.
Tabby, will you see
to these please?
- Don't tell me.
I can answer them all
for you like before.
Engagements in Glasgow?
- Mmm.
- Chief clan delegations and
business on the Isle of Skye?
- Well, aren't I very busy?
- Right, if you need me,
I'll be walking the dog.
Come on, come on.
[Birds squawking]
- Duncan.
- I would know that
voice anywhere.
- As one of your oldest
friends, I'd hoped you would.
[chuckles]
Here, I found these.
- Thank you.
Oh, that's much better, Ingrid.
Sharp as a hawk.
[giggles]
, hectares
and some of the finest
Salmon fishing in Scotland.
- I suppose it's lucky
you have such a fine son
to leave it all to.
- To what do I owe the
pleasure of your visit?
- My daughter's back home.
- Ah, darling Kirsten.
- Yes, and sadly been
lacking in confidence since
she and Alistair broke up.
- Well, from my understanding,
your daughter found
love elsewhere
and my boy felt assured
of their incompatibility.
His desire for the
simpler things in life
may not have satisfied Kirsten.
- Well, as I understood it,
Kirsten was waiting for
the big romantic gesture.
- Ah.
- Alistair was waiting for
your approval to give it.
- That wasn't it at all.
- Oh, how tragic.
- Yeah, have I been
short-sighted in
- Oh, Duncan, possibly.
Possibly.
- It's the answer
to all our problems.
- Oh, this is utterly fabulous.
Get it on my shelves
by next week?
- Next week?
No, no, no, that's impossible.
- Get it to me by Christmas
and I may just ask my
friends in Provence
to take on a new perfumer, hmm?
- I'll see what I can sort out.
- How long will you be gone?
- A couple of days at most.
I've googled them.
They're a tiny little workshop
in the middle of nowhere.
This is their big break.
I offer them a whole bunch
of money for the formula
and they'll jump at it.
Hey, mom,
try this.
- Oh, it's wonderful.
- Wish me luck.
[upbeat Scottish music]
[upbeat music]
Ow.
[sighs]
- That'll do, lass.
Free WiFi,
breakfast is included
downstairs between six and nine.
And best to keep
the door closed.
Keep Jack Frost out.
Can get a wee bit chilly
through the night.
[sighs]
[screaming loudly]
- Excuse me, sir.
I have no hot water in my room.
I have been traveling
for over hours.
Took two flights, two buses.
I hit my head on a frozen window
and I walked for what
seemed like miles.
All I want is a hot shower.
- Sounds like all you
need is a nice holiday.
- And your internet
is non-existent.
I'm not from around here...
- I would have never guessed.
- And I need to contact
the outside world.
- By the outside
world, you mean?
- New York.
- Oh, what brings
you to Tillyfourie?
- Work.
- So it's not a
vacation after all.
- No, in fact I need
to find this place.
Maybe you could help me.
- I'm not sure why you'd
want to go there right now.
- Not right this
minute, but tomorrow.
- Well, when you do go, you
can take that road out there.
Go straight for four miles,
turn right at the crossroads.
It's just a wee bit further
up the end of the second road.
- Right, good night.
- Let it run.
- What?
- The shower.
Takes a few minutes for the
hot water to come through.
Things move a bit more slowly
here than they do in New York.
- Right, thanks.
- Well, I'm off
Paul, see you Friday.
- See you then, Alistair.
[upbeat music]
- Here we go.
Thanks.
No!
[banging on the window]
- Good morning.
- I wouldn't
bother, it's locked.
- I should hope so.
Even the Bonnie Highlands
have their robbers.
- You think they'd
be open by now?
- They're closed for Christmas.
- Hello?
So, you're closed
already for Christmas?
- We do take Christmas
quite seriously around here.
But since meeting
you last night,
after you'd traveled all this
way to visit the perfumery,
I couldn't just leave you
out in the cold now, could I?
- So, wait a minute.
You own this but
work at the hotel?
- Yes, but, no, I don't
actually work there,
I was just having
a pint with Paul.
You seemed very distressed.
- Oh.
- Alistair McGregor.
- Blair.
- This is an authentic aromatic
blend of fresh ingredients
from the Scottish Highlands.
May I?
Heather, myrtle, rose.
That's what makes it so special.
I get calls all the
time from big corporates
wanting to buy it from
us, but it's not for sale.
I keep telling them
every bottle we make
is locally produced and sold.
We want our customers to have
a memory of the Highlands,
not of fifth avenue.
- Of course.
- Some things just
can't be sold.
This one is called
Heart of the Highlands.
- I know.
- You do?
What?
How on earth did you get a
hold of that in New York?
- Santa Claus.
- Santa Claus?
- Well, of course not, no.
But someone gave it to
me as a gift and no,
I don't know who.
- Intriguing, a
wee secret admirer.
So, what brings
you to Tillyfourie?
Certainly you didn't
travel thousands of miles
right before Christmas just
to buy a bottle of perfume?
- Certainty is a sure thing.
You can't be sure of everything.
Someone once told me that.
But no, I'm here to check out
the culture and the landscapes
and wildlife.
The otters, I hear the
Eurasian sea otters
are up here in Scotland.
- So, you're interested
in that stuff?
- Yeah, I like
watching documentaries.
It's silly, I know.
- No, no, that's not silly.
Is that what you like to
do with your free time?
Watch films?
- Yeah, watch films,
make films.
- You make them?
- Yeah, I'm making
one at the moment.
- So that's what brings
you to Tillyfourie?
- Yeah, I'm making a documentary
and I'm filming the
landscape and the wildlife
And of course, Scotland's
only perfumery.
You know, if you'd let me.
Would you?
- Certainly.
Yes, the place will
need to be spruced up
if it's going to be on camera.
- No.
It's perfect as it is.
- Exactly what I needed after
an exhausting day's shopping.
Such a lovely idea mummy.
- Thank you, Kirsten, darling.
I need you looking the
most splendid because
we are going to be
spending the holidays
at Glenmorie Castle.
- How did you get the Duke to
offer us rooms over Christmas?
- Mmmh, I told him we were
renovating our country house.
- Is that all?
Does Alistair know yet?
- It'll be such a pleasant
surprise for him, n'est ce pas?
- He's stopped answering
my calls and texts.
- Look, when Alistair
sets eyes on you again
and furthermore,
sees your University degree.
- [Kristen] Degree?
Where did you get that?
- The interweb, of course.
Your passion for Christmas.
- h*, h*, h*.
- [Lady McLeod] Superb
organizing skills.
- What do I need those for?
- The Lady of the Manor
needs to be able to
manage her staff.
So, you have arranged for a
custom made gingerbread house
to be flown up from Harrods
for the Christmas ball.
- Whatever for?
Don't they have
one especially made
by that lunatic baker in town?
- Well, accidents do happen.
- [Blair] So, this is
a professional camera?
- I made my first
documentary on it.
It is a little old,
so it needs a good
charge every so often.
But, it's as good as
the day I bought it.
- Can you show me how to use it?
- Sure, so, you
press this to focus.
You hold that for shutter speed
and that is the iris.
- Yeah, and how do I
turn on the record?
- [laughs] You're funny.
Well, enjoy and
have a great day.
- Where do I switch
the thing on?
[car engine starts]
Wait, no, no, hang on.
I wasn't joking.
How hard can it be?
Oh, I thought we'd
be filming today.
I brought my camera.
- And I thought, you might like
to see where it all starts.
You know this really
isn't the way to see it.
In Autumn, it's purple
flowering and heather
as far as the eye can see.
Why did you come at
Christmas to film?
- An original perspective.
- Aren't you
forgetting something?
- Oh, right, yeah.
If you just stand there.
- Here.
- Oh, shutter off?
Okay, erm.
One second.
- May I?
I think what you're
looking for is right here.
[camera beeps]
- Ha, right, it's
just a new camera.
- New?
- Yeah, I left
mine on the plane.
- Well, you did say
you had a bad day.
- Right, so can you tell
me what we're doing here?
- All the aromas come from oils
which are collected
from plants and flowers
found here in the hills.
So, what you can
smell right now,
that is the essence that we
try to capture in our perfumes.
The nature here is very...
Sorry, can I start over?
This is for film, isn't it?
I shouldn't really be
talking about smells.
- No, no, no,
you're doing great.
- I've never been
interviewed before, so...
- Well, how about
you try talking to me
instead of at the lens?
- Okay.
- So, can you show me
what's in the Heart
of the Highlands?
- You'd like me to do that?
- Sure, for the film.
- Well, heather in Autumn
always makes me feel
instantly at home.
So we collect some.
- And there's something
really distinctive
about this perfume
in particular.
It's unlike anything
I've ever tried before.
Can you tell me what that is?
- Ah, that is our
secret ingredient.
- And how did you come
up with the formula?
- I didn't, my mother did.
- And when you...
[phone rings]
- Sorry, I should
probably take this.
It might be important.
- Yeah.
- Hello?
- Okay, switch this.
- I'll be right there.
I'm sorry, Blair, we're going
to need to stop filming.
Our house is ruined.
- I left it overnight
and it just...
- That was a gingerbread house.
- One of the finest
I've ever built.
- Sabotage.
- The room was locked
until this morning,
I don't understand.
- Well, then what happened?
- Maybe it was when I was
out front in the shop.
- You must make us
another for Saturday.
- Impossible, sir, with all
my bookings before Christmas.
- But it's essential
for the ball.
- Ball?
- I'm sorry, Your Grace.
- Your Grace?
- Are you saying
that you can't do it
or you won't do it?
- It's just a cake.
Isn't it?
- I could maybe make
something smaller.
- No, I'll make it myself.
- Well, thanks for the ride and,
sorry about your
house situation.
- Same time tomorrow?
- Yeah.
- Ah, Miss Henderson.
I've been trying to call you.
I've got some bad
news unfortunately.
I'm afraid we've lost
all our electricity.
We're trying our best right
now to get it repaired.
- First, no shower,
now, no power.
- It's been a
nightmare, Alistair.
This has never happened to
us before Miss Henderson.
Rest assured, we're
arranging other accommodation
for all our guests.
- So, where's the nearest hotel?
- Blair, why don't you come
stay at my family home?
- No, I couldn't.
- Yes, you could.
- I'd take him up on
his offer if I were you.
- If you insist?
- I do.
- Thank you, Alistair.
- Are you sure you have room?
- I think we can squeeze you in.
[upbeat Scottish music]
- [Blair] Are you a prince?
- [Alistair] No, just an Earl.
- Welcome to Glenmorie Castle.
- Tabby will show
you to the blue room.
- Actually, the
blue room's taken.
- Oh, the pink then.
- Taken, too.
Those are both gone.
- [Alistair] How can they be?
- Your father has
friends staying.
- Tabby.
- It's fine, really, I
can find somewhere else.
- You certainly can.
When the master phoned ahead,
I took it on myself to
prepare the gold suite.
- Good.
- Oh, now
that sounds like my
kind of room [laughs].
- I've been looking
after young Alistair
since he was a wee boy.
Always such a sweet
natured and generous lad.
Now, my dear, you let me
know if I get you anything,
anything at all.
It's awfully nice to have some
female company for a change,
I must admit.
- Well, if you could show
me the kitchen or something,
I'd love to make a bagel.
- No need, you're a
guest of the Earl's.
Dinner will be served at eight.
Informal dress.
- Hah, not this casual, right?
- [laughing] Your bags
will be up in a moment
from the B&B, Miss Henderson.
Don't worry.
Here we are.
[upbeat music]
[squealing loudly]
Ohhhhh.
[phone buzzing]
- Finally, you haven't
been picking up your phone.
What's happening?
- Not much, progress has
been a wee bit slower
than I'd hoped.
- [Amber] Wee?
- It's Scottish for small.
- [Amber] What's
the word for large?
Where are you?
It looks like a palace.
- Oh, a castle.
- Girl, you've got
some explaining to do.
- Get this, the owner of
the perfumery lives here
with a butler, a
valet, the Duke,
the cutest housekeeper.
- [Amber] Blair, wait,
are you staying there?
- Well,
yeah.
[giggles]
- How did you manage that?
Wait, is he like a
prince or something?
- No, he's not a prince.
- [Amber] I can always tell
when you're keeping
something from me.
- You can?
- [Amber] So, he is a prince?
- No, no, no, he's not a prince,
he's just an Earl.
- Oh my god, would you
listen to yourself?
Wait, so what are you doing
staying in this castle?
- Okay, so, he won't sell
the license to anyone.
So I may have told him
I'm making a documentary.
- A documentary, are you crazy?
- I know, I panicked,
I was put on the spot.
I thought it was a way of
learning how to get the formula,
so I could come home.
- Or you could just come home
and tell Ferdi that you
can't get the license.
- Are you crazy?
And lose my job?
This is my golden ticket to
making a perfume for my mom.
No way.
Amber, promise me, please,
you won't tell dragon lady.
I need just some more
time to get the recipe.
[door knock]
- [Butler] Your luggage, Miss.
- Oh, coming.
I have to go, I have been
invited by the Duke for dinner.
- Don't you dare hang up on me.
- Sorry
[ba*ls popping]
- Father, are you in here?
Robert.
So, you're the surprise.
- Surprise?
I don't know anything about
surprises around here.
This place looks exactly
like it did years ago.
- Well, in that case, you
should put on some old clothes,
there's plenty of
work to be done.
- Al, you know I don't
get my hands dirty.
- Oh, don't be modest, Robert.
You're a city trader.
Your hands are much
dirtier than mine.
- Well you don't
keep a dog and bark.
Hey, Lucy.
There's plenty of other people
around here willing to help.
- [Alistair] Come on.
- Well, father must be thrilled.
Both boys home for Christmas.
- Oh, have you seen his glasses?
- No, haven't seen him
yet either actually.
- Up on the roof.
- Taking in your
future baronial estate?
- Taking in the
bird life more like.
All this, would never
suit you anyway.
- No, no it would not.
Not unless it was turned
into a golfing complex.
glorious fairways
meandering their way
through the estate.
I live in the modern world.
- Of course.
- This place, it's a tired,
drab, dusty old mausoleum.
- Then I'm surprised
you keep coming up.
There must be something
here bringing you back
every Christmas.
- What can I say?
I love the season of good will.
- Yes, I'm sure, it has
nothing at all to do with the
Bevy of Scottish
noblewomen at the ball.
- It might just have a little
something to do with it.
- Hmm.
- This was before you two
were even a twinkle in my eye.
But it was in Loch Fyne
and it was this big.
- Father, may I introduce
Blair Henderson.
My father, the
Duke of Glenmorie.
- Delighted to meet you.
- Your Grace.
- [laughing] No, no.
- This is Robert.
- Alistair's younger and
better looking sibling.
- [laughs] Robert.
- So pleased you could
join us for dinner.
- Yeah, I'm sorry I'm
a bit under-dressed.
- [Robert] Nonsense.
Where have you been keeping
this gorgeous creature?
- I'm a bit short on clothes.
- And cameras, but
you look lovely.
- I hope your room is
comfortable for you.
- Oh, oh yes, very,
very Your Grace.
This castle is magnificent.
- Well, shall we take
our places at the table?
- Yes.
- Okay.
[gentle music]
- Is someone else joining us?
- Ah, there you both are.
- Good evening.
- Simply ravishing, both of you.
- Lady Mcleod, Kirsten.
My father should have
told me you were coming.
- Their home is being
renovated at the moment.
- Yes, I think I
read in Highland Life
that there were
building works happening
in Windrush House last year.
- Oh, delays.
- So many delays.
- Well it seems our Alistair
has been checking up on Kirsten.
So you'd know that
she's just returned
from Oxford University with
a post-graduated degree in...
What was it again?
- English Literature.
- Yes, so impressive.
Now, let's toast to that.
- Cheers.
- Slàinte Mhaith.
- Slàinte.
- Slaanngee.
- Blair is here
working on a film.
- Oh, a movie?
- More a documentary,
for online.
I take after my mother.
She's always making these
videos that go viral.
- [Alistair] And she's going
to include the perfumery.
- I thought that was just
mother's little pastime.
You're not still keeping
that going, are you brother?
As long as mother
was mixing her oils,
she was happy as a lark.
- Happy as a...
Did you know that
larks are philopatric?
Return to their birth place
each year every migration.
- The males more
than the females.
Which is unusual,
you would assume the women
were more the homebodies,
but that's not always the case.
- Indeed, yeah, very
good Miss Henderson.
- Duncan, you wished to
discuss the Christmas ball.
- Quite right, quite right.
- I've arranged for
a string quartet
from the National Orchestra
to play a couple of songs.
- What a treat.
You two always worked
so well together.
You must do so again this year.
Put on the best ball this
castle has ever seen.
- Well, actually, I'm
quite busy at the moment
with the documentary, so...
- Oh no, don't let
me get in the way.
Christmas is really
not my thing.
- Mmm.
- Ah.
- Blair, how are you
enjoying the cuisine here?
- It's different to
what I get back home.
What is it we're
eating, Your Grace?
- It's a small
four-legged animal
found in the Scottish Highlands.
The legs on one side are
shorter than on the other
so it can easily run in
circles round the mountains.
Makes it easier to catch too.
- Father always tells this
story every time we have haggis.
- Well, I've never
eaten a haggis before.
- [Clears throat] This one.
- Mmmm, it's not bad.
- It's pointless,
he's clearly over me.
- Never, no, our only problem
is this little busybody
whoever she is.
Claire something?
- Blair Henderson.
- Blair, what a ridiculous
name for a woman.
- And what is Miss
Comfort-Over-Style
over my special alone
time with Alistair?
- Oh, she is trouble.
We have to find a way of
shipping her back across
the pond before Saturday.
- Or flying her?
Well, how do we do that?
- We find out who she's
making this film for.
Get onto the inter
web and goggle her.
- Google.
- Well, whatever.
- Blair Henderson documentary.
- Documentary is spelt
with an A, darling.
- [Kristen] Nothing.
- Well, there must be something.
- Ah, what do we have here?
Hmmm.
- [Mrs. Ferdi] Where is it?
- I'm working on it.
I need some more time,
but I am working on it.
- Blair, get me Heart
of the Highlands.
Do you hear me?
- Yes, yes, I understand.
- Good.
- I'm...
[phone disconnects]
I'm on it.
[sighs]
[pots and pans cluttering]
- Oh, hi.
Sorry, did I wake you?
- No, I was already awake.
Jet lag.
What are you doing?
- I'm making the
gingerbread house.
Well, trying to.
To be honest, I rarely
set foot in the kitchen.
This is the kitchen, isn't it?
- [laughing loudly] I think
this calls for an expert.
- Oh, and who would you
suggest at this hour of night?
- Oh oh.
- Today we are going to...
- , views?
- Oh, my mom's pretty special.
- To begin with, we
need to melt the butter,
the sugar and the
syrup in a pan.
- Worth a try?
- Yeah.
- Right, I'm on eggs, milk?
- Yes.
- Your family is so nice.
They've been really welcoming.
- Well, I wasn't expecting
the others tonight.
Lady McLeod is an
old family friend
and Kirsten and I went
out several years ago
until she dumped me.
- She dumped you?
- Oh, yes, for a bigger,
better deal with a yacht.
- Well, I find that
hard to believe.
- Which part?
That Kirsten and I dated
or that there's
someone better than me?
- Mmmh.
I think that's done enough.
Yeah, do you have shapes?
- Yes.
- We're gonna cut
round the triangle.
- What about you?
- What about me?
- Your boyfriend?
The one who gave
you the perfume?
- I don't have a boyfriend.
Oh, and if it was secret
Santa who gave me the gift,
I definitely didn't
sign up for it.
- You really dislike
Christmas that much?
- Oh, my dad calls me scrooge.
- Ouch.
- It's just Christmas
is so much stress.
It's all about sales,
sales and more sales.
- You know, in Scotland
it wasn't a public holiday
until ,
so you would have been in
good company back then.
- You're kidding?
- No, right.
Christmas was banned
here for years.
My mother always loved
the magic of the holidays
and she taught my brother and
I the importance of all that.
Now we carry on her
tradition every year
with the Christmas ball.
- Oh, so now I feel bad.
I'm sorry what I
said over dinner.
Just cause I don't
like Christmas,
doesn't mean I should spoil
it for everybody else.
So you think the gingerbread
house was sabotaged?
- Who knows?
Kirsten seems to have
one on order from London.
- And if it's not made
here in the Highlands?
- Are you mocking me?
- No, no, not at all.
- It's time to start building
those walls, my friends.
- So this is where you make
the Heart of the Highlands?
- Yes, this is where
we mix the perfumes.
We use the process of solvent
extraction, which means
we take the heather, we pour
benzene over the flowers.
And that creates
this waxy material.
This was actually made
with locally grown roses.
Next comes the sticky stuff.
We add that to the tub of
ethyl alcohol and we heat it.
degrees for five hours.
- Wait, isn't that too hot?
Isn't it better to be at a
lower heat for eight hours.
- You know that, do you?
- I read a book on it.
- Hmm, yes, you're right.
Of course, you can do
that at a lower heat.
The alcohol evaporates
and what's left
is the concentrated perfume oil.
And when that's
completed, we can mix.
- And how do you know
what quantities to mix?
- No one gets a hold of that.
- Well, how do you know if you
have the right combination?
- Oh, it's all in my
head, don't worry.
Especially Heart
of the Highlands.
I remember the day that
my mother created it.
There was this excited
shriek from the other room
and Robert and I rushed
to see who would be first
to try the new perfume.
I won.
She wore it every day from
then on until she died.
- Well, you know maybe
that's why you don't like
so many people wearing it.
It was just so special to her.
- Maybe.
Shouldn't that be...
- Yeah [giggles]
- So, how does it all look?
- Great.
- Great.
Actually would you mind
continuing the interview
at my next appointment?
Preparation for a
Christmas ball never ends.
[gentle music]
- There you are, darling.
Oh, it's only you.
- Kirsten, who were
you looking for?
My older and less
charming brother?
- Is he around?
- No, he is not.
Are you sure you want to
be chasing Alistair again?
- I haven't the faintest idea
what you're talking about.
- Our parents playing matchmaker
between the two of you.
- You're just a little
bit jealous, Robert.
- As are you, of our American
friend, the filmmaker.
- She's not a filmmaker.
- What the devil does
it matter what she is.
Everyone can see Alistair
is smitten with her.
- Well, I wonder if he would
be so smitten with her,
if he knew that she
works for Finroze.
- [sighs] And what
on earth is Finroze?
- Only the best perfume
brand in the world.
I wear their scents
all the time.
If she works for Finroze,
it can only mean one thing.
- Yes, yes.
- She's after your
mother's perfume,
which means
- Which means,
our product must be
somewhat more valuable
than I first gave it credit.
- For even the biggest grinch,
picking out a
Christmas tree is fun.
You can't tell me you're
not enjoying this at all?
- Well, when I was a kid I
watched a documentary about
all the animals that relied
on fir trees for survival.
And since then, I've
insisted my parents
only use artificial.
- You really do
care about wildlife.
[laughing]
- Well, what about this?
Does this work?
- A handsome tree but
not fit for a ball
- [laughs] Okay.
- So, what was it then?
- It's just the demands and
expectations this time of year.
- You mean it's
too commercialized?
- Yeah, something like that.
- Have you always
felt like that?
- Not always.
I mean, as a kid I loved it.
Obviously, but, I
guess now Christmas is
just a reminder of another year
where I'm further away
from achieving my dreams.
- Well, why is that?
- I'm a small cog in a
big wheel and it's...
I guess it's not my turn yet.
- Well, obviously I
don't know anything
about the filmmaking stuff,
but whatever it is, just
go for what you want.
Instead of using Christmas
as a bad reminder,
why not let it be a kickstart
to a brand new beginning.
- You really do love
Christmas, don't you?
- Yeah, I really do.
Especially as an Earl,
there are certain perks.
In fact, I just received
a special invitation
to a private tasting with
the Highland Chocolatier.
- Did you say chocolate?
- Hmm, yeah, but you
wouldn't be interested.
There'll be jolly music, mulled
wine, chocolate reindeer,
It'll be awful.
- Now wait a minute, like
you've been really helpful
with my documentary.
I think it's only right
that I help you out
with some chocolate tasting.
I mean I can be really useful.
- Well, that's very kind of you.
- Well, it's just
a little thank you.
- This one.
- Yeah, this one.
♪ Don't care for
presents or treats ♪
♪ I'll throw a party ♪
♪ But it's only for two ♪
♪ We can jingle bell rock ♪
♪ I got the measure of you ♪
♪ Honey you know your
love is too good to miss ♪
♪ Well, this year I
have only one wish ♪
♪ So hear me say it ♪
♪ Get on your sleigh ♪
♪ Don't think Santa would mind ♪
♪ If you could borrow his ride ♪
♪ Get on your sleigh ♪
♪ Boy your lips are delicious ♪
♪ Give me kisses for Christmas ♪
♪ The fire's burning and
I filled up your glass ♪
♪ Won't you hurry right here ♪
♪ I'm in the mood for romance ♪
♪ Come take me under
the mistletoe ♪
♪ And let me know that
this feeling will last ♪
♪ Honey you know your
love is too good to miss ♪
♪ Well this year ♪
- Will you at least tell
me where we are going?
- You wander into the shop
as if fate itself decreed it.
Buy your Christmas presents,
I've arranged it all.
Alistair will be in there.
Your eyes meet.
- Mother, really.
- Darling, trust me.
This is how people
rekindle love affairs.
You bump into each other
and you pretend like
it's an accident.
You say, what are
you doing here?
- What are you doing here?
- No, no, softly.
What are you doing here?
- Right.
Alistair, what are
you doing here?
- Kirsten, I was just
enjoying a chocolate tasting
with Blair.
- Hey, it's amazing in there.
The chocolates are to die for.
Have fun.
[upbeat music]
- [Blair] Where are we going?
- You'll see, you're
gonna love this.
- This is where we're going?
- I haven't been here
in over years.
- [gasps] Wow.
[gentle music]
- This is where my mother
used to come and play
and create her perfumes.
It was her private space.
My dad built it for her
as a wedding present.
- It's beautiful.
May I film?
- That's why I brought you here.
- So, here we are
at the secret perfumery
at Glenmorie Castle.
Okay.
- Oh, [clears throat].
In here is where the first
Highland perfumes were created
including the original Heart
of the Highlands perfume
by my mother, the late
Duchess, Candace McGregor.
[camera beeps]
- Oh, sh**t, the
battery's died [sighs].
- Oh.
- Can I?
- Of course.
- Okay.
- Well, perhaps I
could let you in
on why this perfume
is so special.
- The secret ingredient?
Yeah.
- In here is the oil
of a rare thistle.
My mother found it
on the Isle of Skype
and when she did she knew
she had the perfect mix.
- This is the head note.
It's the sweetness.
[phone ringing]
Your phone.
- Yes.
- Your phone.
- My phone.
And it's my dad
demanding my attention.
I should probably go and
see what the old man wants.
- Of course, I've taken up
way too much of your time.
- But, please,
you can stay here.
If you like, you can try for
yourself to make something.
- Really?
You trust me?
- It's about time someone
used this place again.
It's been far too long.
- Thank you.
- I won't be long.
[squealing]
- Better hide yourself.
Thelma and Louise
are chasing you.
- So that's where
you've been hiding.
Lady McLeod and Kirsten
have been looking
everywhere for you.
We need to talk to
you about catering.
- It's...
- I tried to warn you.
- Well?
♪ Well, I know it's
close to Christmas ♪
♪ But I need to
change your mind ♪
♪ Cause I know I've
been a troublemaker ♪
♪ I wanna make things right ♪
♪ Well I misbehaved in April ♪
♪ And I broke a heart in May ♪
♪ September wasn't
all that good ♪
♪ But I hope I'm not too late ♪
♪ I try ♪
♪ And I try ♪
♪ Can you take me off
your naughty list ♪
♪ I'll be your Santa
baby with a kiss ♪
♪ I try ♪
♪ And I try ♪
♪ I'm a little
misunderstood, believe me ♪
♪ I try to be good ♪
- Mom, this is
definitely for you.
No, Amber, I won't
do it, I can't.
- [Amber] Blair...
- No,
it's too important to Alistair.
It was his mom's.
It's part of the history here.
- [Amber] Blair, you
said so yourself.
Ms. Ferdi won't take
no for an answer.
You know the formula now,
just hand it over and
get your dream job.
- I won't do it.
I'll just tell her how
I can save Finroze,
without the Heart
of the Highlands.
She'll understand.
- [Amber] So now you believe
in Christmas miracles too?
That Irish air is going
straight to your head.
- Scottish, Amber.
I'm in Scotland.
- Oh, I'm sorry.
I didn't mean to interrupt.
- No, no, not at all.
We were just finishing.
Thank you.
- I just wanted
to give you this.
It's a little farewell
thank you gift.
- Oh, it's lovely.
But you're not leaving?
- The film's complete.
- But you can't be finished.
Not until you film a room
full of sweaty men in skirts.
- What?
[ceilidh music]
[crowd cheering]
[ceilidh music]
[crowd applauding and cheering]
- Kirsten, how are you?
- Lady McLeod, this
is so much fun.
Do you do this every year?
Well, I needed a rest anyway.
- Duncan.
- Oh, how lovely to see you.
- I hope your filmmaker
doesn't turn out
to be a trouble maker.
- I don't think she's
been any trouble at all.
I'll no have a
thief in my house.
- Jake,
yes, not bad.
Listen, I might just
have a little early
Christmas present for you.
Well,
the stock is somewhat
different to our norm.
- Are you enjoying
yourself, Miss Henderson?
- Oh yes, Your Grace, the best.
- Good.
My dear, then it's such a shame
that you have to
leave us so soon.
- Well you know I could stay...
- Kirsten and Alistair would
have thoroughly enjoyed
having you attend
their Christmas ball.
- Their ball?
- Perhaps though you could
return to film the wedding.
The coming together of
two of the oldest houses
in the Highlands.
The McGregors and the McLeods.
- Yeah, yeah, yes, I
suppose I could do that.
- Good.
- Oh, would you
excuse me one moment?
- Of course.
[gentle music]
- Leaving so soon?
- Ahh, whoa.
- Ooo.
- Well, the
documentary is complete
and I gotta get back to my
parents before the holidays.
- Without even the
courtesy of a goodbye.
- Thank you.
Thank you for everything.
- Can I help you with your bags?
- Honestly, no, it's fine.
I just got these.
Okay,
Merry Christmas Alistair.
Have a good one.
- Merry Christmas.
[gentle music]
[car engine]
- Goodbye Scotland.
Just when I was starting
to like Christmas.
[tire pops]
What was that?
You have a spare, right?
- Sorry, Miss. I don't.
- You're kidding me.
[phone rings]
- You didn't get
very far, did you?
- No, we are stuck on a road
in the middle of nowhere.
The cab driver has no
spare, no tire, no jack.
No sense, no phone.
- I'll be right there.
Any idea where you are?
- Well, there are some trees
and there are lots of fields.
It's pretty wet here.
Wait, no, no,
no, come back, I need that.
I need my bag, I need my purse.
Oh, Oh, Oh.
So how did you find me?
- I found you because you were
on the one road in to town.
Now, explain this to me again.
A reindeer stole your bag?
- It's ridiculous, I know.
- And what was in the bag?
- Everything, my
wallet, my passport...
- Your carrots.
- This isn't funny.
What am I gonna do?
You do believe me, don't you?
- Let's just get you
back on the road.
[sighs]
- I really appreciate
you doing this.
- Well, I couldn't
leave you stranded.
Look, if we can get you
to the Edinburgh embassy
in the next four
hours, you'll be fine.
- Four hours, ugh.
- Your perfume, what is it?
- Just a little gift
I made for my mother.
- You made that?
- Yesterday.
- Blair, it's beautiful.
Have you ever thought
about working in perfume?
- Oh, watch out.
[car screeching]
Right.
- Right.
Stay in the car,
I'll handle this.
- No, I can do it.
- But...
- Okay, hello, Mr. Cow,
Mrs. Cow, Master Cow.
It would really help me,
I'd love to stay and chat.
But if you could
just move, move over.
Oh, good, good.
See, that's easy.
No big deal.
Alright, come on, go
this way, go this way.
Oh, oh my God, oh my God.
- It's all right,
it's all right.
All right, everyone,
we mean you no harm.
Move along.
All right, I'm sure you
have better things to do
than to deal with us.
Go on.
You did well, you did well.
- What a day.
Well, I told you it
was getting late.
- I really thought it
would be open until five.
- Apparently not
during the holidays.
You need to be getting back.
- Well, I can't
just leave you here.
- Yes, you can.
- No, I can't.
And besides, it would be
madness to try and drive
back to the castle now
at this time of night
in this weather.
- But the Christmas ball?
- If I can leave by tomorrow,
I'll be back with
plenty of time.
Come on.
- Well, I have never
been to Edinburgh before.
- It's a wonderful
city, you'll love it.
- Yes.
- You know what we should do?
- What?
- We should go to
the Christmas market.
- The Christmas market,
you really wanna push
this Christmas thing..
- [laughs] I really do.
♪ Well, Santa don't
you take too long ♪
♪ Sleigh bells playing
a familiar song ♪
♪ Oh I can't wait
for Christmas eve ♪
♪ When underneath
my Christmas tree ♪
♪ There'll be presents
wrapped in ribbons for me ♪
♪ So many gifts my
eyes can barely see ♪
♪ Hanging up my mistletoe ♪
♪ It's a wonderland ♪
♪ When it starts to snow ♪
♪ Oh, Merry Christmas ♪
♪ I hear Santa call ♪
♪ I said oh, Merry Christmas ♪
♪ Merry Christmas one and all ♪
♪ Children playing with
their brand new toys ♪
♪ All the happy little
girls and boys ♪
♪ So much joy for all to see ♪
- So are you sure
you'll be okay?
- Absolutely, I'm
just gonna tell them
I had my passport stolen...
- You might want to
change the reindeer part.
People are such
non-believers these days.
- Why?
Well, you don't want to be late.
- Right, well,
goodbye then.
- Goodbye.
No, I'm gonna go.
But, thank you, I have to go.
- Blair, why don't
you just stay?
- Why?
What for?
We're from completely
different worlds.
- Is that so bad?
- I'm needed at home and
you're needed at the castle.
I'm sorry, bye.
[gentle music]
Dear Mrs. Ferdi,
please accept this as
my formal resignation.
I was unable to
deliver on my promise
of acquiring the
formula for the perfume
and I will no longer be
returning to Finroze.
[phone ringing]
- [Amber] Blair, where are you?
- I'm on my way home.
- Mrs. Ferdi is after your neck.
- Well, you can tell her
from me, she can't have it.
I just quit.
- Tell her yourself, she's
on her way to Scotland now.
- What?
- She decided on direct action.
- Where is she now?
- I'd say right now,
about a couple of hours
away from the castle.
- Oh my.
I need a car and fast to
get to Tiffly-tiffour...
However you say it, as
quickly as possible.
So preferably with GPS.
- On these roads?
In this weather?
- It's an emergency.
- Son, where have you been?
Don't you answer your phone?
- I haven't missed anything.
- Only my near heart attack.
- Alistair, could we talk?
It's about the ball.
- What?
[clears throat]
So?
What, what is it?
- I made the most awful
mistake breaking up with you.
Well, I've regretted
it ever since.
- I see, really?
- How could you ever forgive me?
- You're forgiven.
It just, it wasn't meant to be.
- But it was, I know it was.
- Well, you left me for that
pretentious son of
Lord Brockleburt and..
- And I would give
anything to take it back
and be with you again.
Remember, when we went to
that ball at the Balmoral
with your parents.
We danced all night.
We were so happy.
Everyone said what a
lovely couple we made.
- Yes, but that was a
long time ago Kirsten.
- We're from the same world.
- But we're going
very different places.
- But can't you see I'm
not like this really.
I hate all this nails and
shopping stuff and yachts.
I'm a country girl at heart
with the Highlands
coursing through my veins.
- Well...
- Just give it a chance,
it's all I'm asking.
Sometimes the second time
around works out better
than the first because you
learn from your mistakes.
My mistakes, I mean.
- Well, I suppose...
- Oh, Alistair.
- [Alistair] So the ball...
- [Kirsten] Yes, I can't
wait for the Christmas ball.
It's going to be
the best one yet.
- They key to good eavesdropping
is not getting caught,
Lady McLeod.
[classical music]
[crowd mumbling]
- Darling,
Highland Life has just
arrived and Royal Magazine.
- Oh, you think of everything.
- Go and dance.
- Dance with me.
- Tabby.
- Blair,
you're back.
- Is Alistair in there?
I have to talk to him.
- His Grace is at the ball.
It's already starting, dear,
with Lady McLeod
and her daughter.
- Well, I have to go in there.
- More than you know you do.
But you can't go in
there looking like that.
Look at you.
Come on.
[classical music]
- As you say, my dear,
they make a winning couple.
Shame my darling wife
isn't here to see it.
- And such a shame, Miss
Henderson isn't here to film it.
- Oh by now, she'll
be at , feet.
But a charming
girl all the same.
A real pity that she
had to be a thief.
- [laughs] Yes, such a pity.
- It's wonderful.
- Oh, I'm so happy, Alistair.
On boxing day, I've booked us
our very own personal shopper
at Harvey Nichs.
Oh, the sales are amazing.
Last year I got these shoes
reduced % to pounds.
- Us?
There is no us, Kirsten.
I said I'd think about it.
[guests gasp]
- What is she doing here?
- I don't know, but
I'm about to find out.
- Oh, Duncan, I'm so sorry.
- No problem, my dear.
I'll find Tabby
to get my spares.
- You look beautiful.
You missed your flight?
- Oh no, I had to come here.
I have to tell you
something urgently.
[giggling] What?
What is it?
- There's a Scottish saying,
what's for you,
will not go by you.
Please allow me this dance
first, you can tell me after.
- Okay.
[romantic music]
Wait, wait, Alistair.
I came here to tell you
something and this is important.
My boss is coming over here.
- Your boss?
- I'm not a filmmaker.
- I know.
- You know?
I am a sales manager at Finroze.
And I was sent to buy the
Heart of the Highlands
and I needed a story
to stick around
so I could get the formula.
And I'm sorry.
But when I saw how
much it meant to you,
you know I wasn't gonna
go through with it.
- I see.
- You see?
Are you mad?
- I've been meaning to
tell you something as well.
- Who on earth?
- [Blair] Mrs. Ferdi.
- I don't believe we've met.
Alistair McGregor,
Earl of Glenmorie.
- I did not send my employee
here, at my own expense,
for a holiday.
- No, you sent Blair
here to negotiate a deal.
- Which didn't work.
- Which may work.
- What?
- I might be willing to
consider a three year license.
- Oh, Alistair, no, you
don't have to do that.
- Wait, three years.
Whoa, what are
you talking about?
That is not what we agreed.
- No, but it is what we agreed.
- And who are you?
- Robert McGregor.
It appears us Scots
all sound the same.
Mrs. Ferdi, I presume?
I'm afraid our agreement
is somewhat out of date.
I've already sold Heart of the
Highlands to a higher bidder.
- You've what?
- Finroze's offer was barely
half what I got from Chapelle.
- You sold it to
that bunch of crooks.
- Robert, how could you do this?
- The estate is in need
of a complete overhaul
and now father will
have the funds to do so.
- Ugh, this is a waste of time.
And Blair, you're fired.
- Well, I already quit.
Check your emails.
[door slamming]
- Did I miss something?
- Oh, Your Grace.
That wretched American returned
and your dear wife's perfume
was sold from under your nose.
Right this minute, it's
headed to the Big Apple.
- Ladies and gentlemen if I may.
Christmas ba*ls are
about announcements,
not business negotiations.
Time for us all,
ladies and gentlemen,
to relish these festivities,
which all began
with my late wife.
She taught my boys and
I how important it is
to surround yourself
with family and friends.
Ladies and gentlemen,
The Duchess.
- [Crowd] The Duchess.
- So, tonight isn't just
about music and dancing
and the season of merriment,
it's also time for
people to be together
with their loved ones.
My dear sons, Robert and
Alistair, under one roof again.
Hey, hey, and we
welcome Lady McLeod
and her lovely daughter, Kirsten
with her great talent for...
- History.
- History.
Yes, of course, it's
history, forgive me.
The history of
Kirsten and Alistair.
Well, it seems you can't
keep two love birds apart.
Another toast I think.
The loveliest lady
of the McLeod clan
and my charming and most
dutiful son, Alistair.
Please enjoy a wee
glass of our finest
as the happy couple
share a dance.
- Kirsten and Alistair.
[gentle music]
[door closing]
- Alistair, Royal Magazine
want to take some photographs
of us.
- Oh, I'm sure they'll
want to photograph this.
- What do you mean?
- Me packing my bags.
I'm renouncing my title and
with it all my responsibilities.
Congratulations Robert.
What was mine is from
now on all yours.
- But, what about us?
- Oh, I doubt very
much you'll want me,
now I'm no longer an Earl.
- No, she most
certainly will not.
- But...
- Father, I'm sorry,
but Robert selling mother's
formula behind our backs
was the last straw.
- Alistair, wait.
- Mother, do something.
- The new Earl of Glenmorie.
Perhaps I've had
it wrong all along.
- How can I have been so stupid?
[camera beeps]
- All the aromas come from
oils which are collected
from plants and flowers
here in the hills, so...
The first Highland perfumes
were created including...
- Wait, who is that?
- [Robert] Jake, yes, yes.
Robert, yes.
Listen I've got it right here.
The formula, yes.
Nobody saw me.
- Oh.
- [Robert] Candy from a baby.
- Oh.
[emotional music]
- Blair.
- Your Grace, I need
to talk to Alistair.
- Unfortunately for us both,
the former Earl of
Glenmorie is no longer here.
- The former?
Where did he and Kirsten go?
- Oh, he's not with Kirsten.
Kirsten McLeod is now
with the new Earl, Robert.
I think their plans are to
Christmas together in Thailand.
- Your Grace, I must speak.
- Look, look, my
dear, it's Duncan.
And please, I think I
have to talk to you first.
Let's sit down.
I've been a complete fool.
I've made a terrible mistake.
Lady McLeod convinced
me that you were here to
steal my wife's precious perfume
and that you were also
after my son's fortune.
But of course I see now how
it was the McLeod's all along
were the ones up to no good.
So very disappointed
in them both.
I also see that Alistair is
completely smitten with you.
Just like I was with Candace.
She would never have
made such a mistake.
My dear, can you ever forgive me
for sticking my beak in
where it wasn't needed?
- No need to apologize.
You're like a mute swan
which mates for life
and takes care of
the marital home
even when their partner
leaves this world.
Thank you.
- Mute swan, eh.
That's very good.
I like her.
Mute swan.
♪ Children are singing
♪ But this year is
bringing me the blues ♪
♪ Now I stand here alone ♪
♪ Under our mistletoe ♪
♪ And I need my baby home ♪
♪ So I'm telling you ♪
- You came home for Christmas?
- Christmas is for family.
I realize that's exactly
what I've been missing.
- We've got a guest.
- Oh, you're too
charming [laughs].
- Alistair.
What are you doing here?
- [Blair's Mom] We couldn't
leave him waiting outside
in the car.
- You left without saying
goodbye for the second time.
I think it's turning
into a bit of a habit.
I took the first
flight out of Scotland
to come and find you because
I have to tell you something.
- No, no, no, let me go first.
Robert didn't license the
Heart of the Highlands.
He sold my perfume instead.
- What?
- Well, when you left me
to mix my own perfume,
I left the camera
running by mistake.
And I left my perfume
formula on the side.
I made it for you mom.
Merry Christmas.
- Ahhh, it's beautiful.
- This is the perfume
formula he stole.
When I went back to
the cabin, it had gone.
The film shows your
brother taking it,
assuming it was your mother's.
So I spoke to Chapelle
and they love my recipe.
So, the Heart of the
Highlands is safe.
- Oh, thank you.
- Thank you.
[clears throat]
Oh, maybe we should go outside?
- Yeah, good idea.
- For a walk.
[laughs]
So you knew all along?
- You did seem more comfortable
making perfumes than films.
- Yeah, so why didn't
you say anything?
- Because I didn't
want you to leave.
Because I was falling
in love with you.
But now it's too late.
Now I am completely and
utterly in love with you.
- But Kirsten?
- There's nothing between us.
There never was.
We would never work
together but you, Blair,
you're the one I
want to be with.
And I'll come here if I have
to or you can come back with me
and make perfumes in the castle.
That is if you think you
could love me as well.
[orchestral music]
[laughing]
♪ A new perfume
or sweet cologne ♪
♪ But I only want you ♪
♪ A trip to see Paris or Rome ♪
♪ But I only want you ♪
♪ No car, gold or five carat
stone could possibly do ♪
♪ Cause at Christmas time
♪ I only want you ♪
[upbeat music]
- And today my blind friends,
I am going to take you through
how to make a wedding cake.
For today's example,
I have chosen the
classic vanilla sponge.
♪ And I would stay here
♪ Not a chance my dear ♪
♪ So tell me what
you want this year ♪
♪ I only want you to bring
me some Christmas cheer ♪
♪ I only want you ♪
♪ There's nothing you
could give me dear ♪
♪ That when speck and new ♪
♪ Cause at Christmas time ♪
♪ I only want you ♪
♪ Although you know ♪
♪ A five carat stone
is not a bad idea ♪
♪ Mmh, well, neither is a boat ♪
♪ Well, there's
always next year ♪
[instrumental music]
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