Put your hands behind your head,
just like that.
- Careful.
- Oh.
Big inhale.
- And let it out.
- Ah.
- Oh! Amazing.
- Huh?
Amazing.
- Better?
- Yeah. Feels good.
- Super.
- How much do I owe you?
Huh? No, you're good.
I can't charge Santa Claus.
But I do have three daughters
who like extra presents,
except for the youngest one
who really loves presents.
Huh. I was expecting
something like, "h*, h*, h*."
Oh, no, that's my work laugh.
The one I just did was my real one.
- So the other one's phony? Huh?
- I got to head back to work.
I wasn't kidding.
A WIN-WIN
CHRISTMAS
THURSDAY, 22 DECEMBER
- Oh, hey!
- What's up, Dad?
How's my third favorite?
- I'm great.
- Oh, so sweet.
- It's good to see you.
- Christmas is only two sleeps away.
- So excited.
- Oh, it's going to be crazy.
Let me tell you, we're gonna have
the most beautiful
Christmas tree in the world.
- So what are you, a tree m*rder*r?
- No, I would never.
Oh, yeah? So you got a plastic one?
- You know, it's recycled.
- So it stays in the cycle?
- Kinda hard to win with you, isn't it?
- Hi! Here.
No, it's for Emma.
- Oh, right. Okay.
- It's no big deal,
- but I'm sure she'll like it.
- That's so sweet.
Well, Merry Christmas.
You're still going down to Ardche
- with Ins and Jonas?
- Yeah, yeah.
- Cool. Awesome.
- Mmm-hmm.
Of course, it's a bit dead there, though.
Maybe, but actually,
it sounds kind of nice to me
compared to your Christmas,
with the whole family
yelling around a fat, dead bird.
Wow, my mouth is watering
at just the thought.
And besides, for this year,
instead of having a big old dead chicken,
we will eat turkey.
- Well, that changes things.
- Yeah, big difference.
Organic Girl, say bye to your mom. Okay.
- Merry Christmas.
- Merry Christmas. See ya.
Bye, you guys.
Organic Girl?
That's pretty funny, coming from
the generation that destroyed the planet.
No, but I'm learning.
Remember, this year I made
a whole Christmas tree
out of all recycled materials. Bam!
Whoa!
Dad, is that the tree
you were talking about?
I'm not exactly sure what to call it.
Yeah, it's not good.
But I can't decide if it's hard to look at
or if it's incredible. No idea.
- None.
- You guys are all...
'Cause it's not turned on.
And you're looking at the raw structure.
- I get it.
- And what a structure it is.
- It's pretty good, huh?
- Hola!
Hey.
How are you, dear?
Christmas as a family!
My, God!
- Hello.
- What is that monstrosity?
Oh, wow, what is it?
I thought you would all love it.
I made it for you.
- Emma, you're good with this?
- Um... Uh...
Well, you know, I love Fred,
and I could see
that it was important for him
- to have this tree made of materials...
- You said you like it!
- That don't necessarily go together.
- No, it's true.
When you look at it from the right angle,
it's most, most creative.
It surprised me. It was a shock.
- Because I thought, it's a Picasso.
- You're right. You're exactly right.
It's very, uh, modern. It's contemporary.
You know, Christmas art.
Contemporary art
is often misunderstood at first,
- but then...
- It's tossed out.
Not true. No.
Look at, uh, the Eiffel Tower.
- Great example, Marie-Ange.
- Exactly.
Great example.
Did you know that?
They wanted to take the Eiffel Tower down.
And now it's like, "Wow, this is France."
But yeah, why did I let you criticize it?
- Mmm.
- Because I know it has artistic potential.
Tons of it.
Vic, help me with the lights, please.
When I count to three. Ready? Three.
Ha!
- Now it's an ugly and bright monstrosity.
- Very ugly.
Nothing against you, papa.
No, listen, I'm sure once we decorate it,
it'll look exactly
the way you imagined it would look.
- Quit giggling. I swear, it's really...
- No, wait.
I'm making an effort here,
so turn the lights back on, Vic.
Turn them on.
And say goodbye to your moms.
Come on! Bye! Thanks a lot.
Merry Christmas. It's been fun.
- Come on, you gigglers. Thank you.
- Merry Christmas, chubby.
- Take it easy on the snacks.
- Thanks. Merry Christmas.
This is for Vic. Remember her allergies
and see you on the 28th.
- Merry Christmas, Marie-Ange.
- Oh, sorry, you too.
On the 28th, John and I will be gone
because we're going to celebrate
something secret.
- Let's go, let's go, let's go!
- Good evening, lady. What's the secret?
- Fred?
- I guess you don't know what secret means.
What's Christmas for?
It's for sharing. It's for communion.
In the spirit of Christmas,
maybe you can tell us
- and see how happy it makes you.
- Keep up that Christmas spirit,
and you'll get to hear the secret
on the 28th.
- What was the secret? What was the secret?
- Bye, guys.
Tell me the secret.
At least the beginning of it.
At least give me a little hint.
I won't tell anybody.
I only want to know the beginning of it.
No, Vic!
Huh?
There won't always be cushions in life.
- You could've really gotten hurt.
- But I was planning to fall.
- Why do you think the cushion was there?
- Way to go.
Should we not put the star on top
because there's a lot going on?
- Ow!
- Do you always decorate
with an absurd amount of lights,
or have past Christmases
been duller for all of you?
What do you mean, duller?
The girls and I happen
to think it's beautiful
to go a little wild with decorations.
So we go wild. And we love it.
Usually when we spend Christmas
here with Papa,
- we need to wear sunglasses.
- You're so cute.
- I booked a trip to the eye doctor.
- That explains the outfit.
Hey, hold on just a second.
Isn't this the first Christmas
we spent with Emma?
- You're right. It is.
- We need a picture.
- That's great. That's great.
- Say cheese!
Oh! Oh, oh, careful.
I'm so happy you're here, Emma.
One more gift for me to open.
Yep.
I really like this.
Since Christmas at Papa's
is every other year,
it's fun to get to spend it together
as sisters.
Crazy, it's been two years.
Here, being with family and having a tree
is what Christmas is, yeah?
I'm sorry,
but that's what Christmas is everywhere.
There are other things, too.
- Not true.
- Yeah.
Family goes with Christmas in Canada?
Oh, well, yeah, maybe in Canada,
home is different.
- You don't do a real Christmas?
- Yeah.
But it's a little more about sharing.
- Hmm.
- Ours is different, that's all.
Look, forget it.
I'm sure your Christmas will be great.
Well, it is going to be great.
It's going to be a great Christmas,
and it gets even better this year.
- Santa might come.
- Really?
- Yeah.
- Where'd you hear that?
- A friend told me.
- Seriously?
- A friend of Santa himself.
- How do you celebrate, Emma?
Well, we don't stay home.
And if we cook, it's for others.
- Wow!
- Yeah, because we're part of a charity
who goes to see different people
in hospitals or anywhere
that people might be alone, actually.
- Wow! Seriously?
- So, yeah.
We bring them whatever delicious things
- we've made to eat.
- Crazy.
Oh, and we even
put on a little show for them.
Yeah, but those are usually horrible.
We do them at school sometimes.
They're so boring.
We do it for sick people.
- I'd like to see that.
- They have fun and we have fun.
- You should try it.
- No way. Not me.
You know, actually,
it's very beautiful what they do.
It should inspire us
to do more nice things together, huh?
- I think we should all try it.
- I agree.
- Yep.
- Well, why not this year?
Yeah, right.
- Sure.
- She's crazy.
- Oh, oh, oh.
- Uh-oh.
Don't talk to Emma like that, please.
I'm sorry. Hold on.
Okay, so her idea sucks.
But she's coming up with things,
and that's really admirable.
I think it's great what you...
You can't laugh when she says things.
You didn't see me do that, did you?
You said she sucks.
Her idea, not her.
- But that's the word you used.
- Well, her idea is a little sucky.
That's not nice.
You hurt her feelings.
Look, I'm really sorry.
I thought we were joking,
but I realized
our joking was hurtful to you.
It's just that...
Well, I realized how much I miss home.
My mom and dad.
I understand. I understand completely.
No, I don't think you do. You think so.
Well, I understand completely.
Remember, Christmas used to be
just us three.
And it was sad.
How come?
Well, because my father,
who is nicknamed The Bear,
and my mother, The Mole Queen.
That might give you an idea why.
No, it'll pass. It'll pass.
You just got to promise me that...
you're okay with me
- sobbing every night of the holidays?
- No. No. Pfft.
You know,
tears do not actually suit everyone.
But you're beautiful when you cry.
I think it's gonna be
really hard for me this year.
Oh, sweetie, it'll be okay.
It's just that
my parents are getting older,
and I'm so far away from my whole life.
You know I love you, Emma,
very, very, very, very, very much.
- I love you very, very, very, very, much.
- Very, very, very, much.
- Me too.
- So much so...
that when you feel this much love,
well, sometimes you end up
doing crazy things.
- Oh, yeah?
- Yeah.
You're scaring me.
- Yeah.
- But I like it.
Well, then you're about to be
really scared.
You said that...
That you miss home, right?
Yeah.
Then...
what would you say...
if I took you...
to a Gaspesian restaurant? Huh?
- Wouldn't that be nice?
- That exists?
I think so. Yeah.
Looks like I found one here.
Um...
At this restaurant.
Would you like to sit in the aisle,
or do you prefer the window?
- Do restaurants here have aisles?
- Yeah, some of them.
Window seat it is.
Okay.
My love, your Gaspesian restaurant
leaves tomorrow at 5:30 out of Terminal 3.
So you'll easily get home early enough
to spend all of Christmas Eve
- with your parents.
- I'm going home?
- Did you just buy a ticket?
- Yeah.
Oh, God, you're crying.
Oh, no, please stop.
You stay in Paris, you cry.
You go to Canada, you cry.
What am I supposed to do?
Should I get you a ticket to Reykjavk?
Would that help?
- You excited?
- Yeah.
- That's great. Yeah.
- Hold on. Hold on.
You keep saying you love me
- very, very, very, very much.
- Yes. Very, very, very much.
- Okay.
- Mmm-hmm.
- So do something crazy.
- Like?
- Come with me.
- Uh, no, no, no, no, no, no, no.
- I can't. I can't.
- We can bring the kids.
- It'll be so much fun.
- It's too complicated.
Too last minute. It's just too, uh...
- No, I can't.
- I'm sure their moms will help us
- with the cost of the tickets.
- Stop it.
You're making me think about it. Stop!
Stop giving me that look and everything.
No, I can't. I already made the tree.
The decorations. So...
Oh, well, the decorations
would understand, right?
- No.
- Gonna cause too much garland drama?
- That's right.
- Oh.
CAF BROC
First things first, I want to thank
all of you for coming for...
I'd say for traveling
all the way out here.
- Yeah, thank you.
- I understand that
it was more than a bit last minute.
I am well aware.
So...
We asked you to come because...
We wanted to ask... No. No. Uh...
Since the beginning of time...
No, uh, wait, wait, wait.
I got it. Um...
From the Middle Ages,
up until now people... No.
Christmas. What is Christmas? It's...
What is this, high school essay?
Spit it out.
They communicate better
than that in kindergarten.
In kindergarten? Come on.
- What'd I miss?
- Nothing.
Nothing, because everyone
keeps interrupting me, so...
- Yeah, sorry. Go.
- And if you keep interrupting me,
I'll have to keep starting
over and over again.
- Please.
- We'd like to tell you. Tell all of you...
We would like to take the girls to Canada
with us on a flight tomorrow afternoon.
Dad, that's called getting to the point.
- No way.
- Wait. What?
- Did you say tomorrow?
- I was gonna say that.
You were all over the place.
- But I was gonna say that.
- You were talking about the Middle Ages.
So, uh...
Well, I think it's a great idea. Thoughts?
- Did someone die?
- Um, worse.
He wants to take the girls to Canada.
- What?
- Huh? But it'll cost a fortune.
You're crazy. It costs an arm and a leg
to buy a plane ticket at the last minute.
Wrong. At most, it costs one arm
and I know some great travel websites
where you can find plane tickets
and we'll be able to get them
relatively cheap and I'll pay for half.
But I don't wanna pay
the other half, Fred. Don't go away.
It's a gift for your girls.
- Okay?
- Well for me, it's a no.
- Me, too.
- Not to mention
there's no way you'll have Victoire home
by the 28th, so...
But what difference does it make anyway?
Whether they're in Paris or Canada,
they'll be with their dad
so it doesn't affect you.
Don't you consider a country
halfway across the world different?
- 'Cause I do.
- It's so much money.
- Yeah.
- Also,
- think about the carbon footprint.
- Yeah.
- Really.
- Well...
Super. Okay, then.
Isn't that nice? We'll cancel.
We'll cancel the trip
- and the girls will stay here.
- Great choice.
Awesome. Thanks, Papa,
I love spending Christmas
at Dad's with my sisters.
- Isn't that sweet?
- Flying isn't fun.
All right, then you won't fly.
And Vic won't fly either.
Or Clara, you too.
Papa will be flying to Canada with Emma.
You're spending Christmas with this dude.
- So...
- What does that mean exactly?
That means I will get
the kids to you tomorrow.
So we have time
to catch the flight and ciao.
- I hope we didn't catch you off guard.
- Wait.
So do you even know
if they celebrate Christmas in Canada?
I think it's time to get out of here.
Are you ready? Kids, come on.
You've been a great audience.
That's my time tonight.
Thank you. Thank you. Have a good evening.
Thank you all very much.
Thanks for coming. Drive safely.
I know we will.
You've been a wonderful audience.
Thank you.
FRIDAY, 23 DECEMBER
You guys couldn't get any sleep either?
I was so upset last night.
I only got eight hours.
- Ow.
- Same here.
I was excited
to spend Christmas together.
- I got you a present, Romy.
- On top of the gift from Santa?
Yeah, on top.
Can you give it to me
before you go to your mom's?
Romy, no, no, no. We're not giving up.
I want to spend Christmas with you,
with papa, his turkey.
It's so lame of them and selfish.
I don't wanna leave you either.
It's the perfect plan.
Operation: Get to spend Christmas together
with all the sisters and with Papa.
I thought about everything.
It's a win-win situation.
You know win-win means
that both sides win.
Uh...
So it's not win-win.
- It's just one win.
- And we're the ones that win.
So it's win-win-win.
Papa should win as well.
Well, he's definitely a winner,
'cause he'll be with us.
That's perfect.
Then it's a win-win-win-win-win-win.
That's too many winners.
This plan of yours?
It's simple.
That's odd.
I wonder what this could be.
Let's see.
It says I won first prize
in a lottery for rollerblades!
- Oh, lucky!
- That's crazy.
Wait. It says they're gonna deliver it
between tomorrow and Thursday next week.
We'll ask the neighbor to grab it.
I know, but look, it says here,
"The rollerblades must be handed
directly to the winner-winner."
It says winner-winner?
- Yeah, so I can't leave.
- Yeah, totally.
It's a once in a lifetime thing.
Listen, have a great trip.
- Happy rollerblading.
- Thanks a lot. Bye.
Bye.
- Am I only taking you to the airport?
- That's right.
Good. I wasn't sure my shocks
would be able to handle three people.
Papa has zero balance.
He won't stay for rollerblades.
- I don't think it'll work.
- That, plus, it's a super lame idea.
Okay. Lucky for you, I have a better idea.
- That's it. Are you ready to go?
- No.
I can't seem to find
my toothbrush anywhere.
You've got to find it.
Canadians are very strict
about dental hygiene.
Go alone. I'm going to stay with my girls.
They are the absolute best.
Clara. Vic And my favorite, Romy.
- Such angels.
- Yep.
Say, don't they sell
toothbrushes at the airport?
Impossible. I won't have time.
We'd only have two hours
to find my favorite brand.
The semi flexible, soft bristle
blue one with a red border.
You know me so very well, my love.
You know I do.
- Bye.
- Have a good trip.
- See ya.
- Bye.
- Am I only taking you to the airport?
- That's right.
Good, 'cause I wasn't sure my shocks
would be able to handle three people.
Even as I said it,
it just didn't sound believable.
Oh, yeah?
But I thought it worked perfectly.
Should we give up?
Hey, look at the progress, girls.
I'm very impressed.
What does that mean?
I mean, it's been what, not even a year
since I had to cancel a trip
for that conference?
All three of you girls begged me to stay.
Now Christmas is canceled,
and you're off to your mother's.
Look at you girls.
You're lucky
you've got very mature daughters.
- Really great daughters.
- You know, I'd say incredible.
And humble, too, apparently.
- Hey, everyone!
- Ah, it's you.
Yeah, it's me.
I was just expecting the girl's moms.
That's okay.
But they can
take care of themselves, right?
'Cause you've gotta get a move on
if you want to hit the duty
free shop at the airport.
- Duty free?
- Yeah.
Uh, no, we're going straight to the gate
I'm pretty sure.
Oh, do you have your passport?
I don't get it.
- This is where I always keep my passport.
- Maybe another room?
No, no, no, no. He's not wrong.
It's always right there
when I snoop around.
- You've been snooping?
- Occasionally. That's right. I snoop.
What occasion?
When I have the occasion to,
snoop through a friend's place.
- Huh. So it's not just mine?
- Friends and family.
And I did see your passport
in a drawer underneath the envelope.
So you just...
Wait, so you searched my whole room
and there was nothing in there.
Not in there, bro.
- I don't know where it is. Come on!
- Where is it?
Well, we need to hit the road.
Girls, I know this makes you sad,
but I want you to know...
No, no, don't worry. It's no big deal.
We're happy Papa's going with you.
- It just all happened so fast.
- Aww.
- All Good. Right, Romy?
- Mmm-hmm.
Aww, my girls.
Come, give me a Christmas hug.
My little elves.
We'll be okay.
I... I can't find it.
You should go to the airport
so you don't miss the flight.
- That would suck.
- What? No, but...
I'm gonna meet you at the airport.
It's no big deal.
Worst case scenario, I fly out tomorrow.
Are you doing this
so you can stay home with the kids?
Is that what's going on here?
What are you guys talking about?
That is not something I would do.
You know, I'll find it
somewhere around here.
It's got to be in a jacket,
maybe in the office.
- Well, I'm going.
- Okay.
- See you soon.
- I'm going to find it.
And I'll meet you at the airport.
I'll be on the plane. Okay.
- So I'm only taking you to the airport?
- Yeah.
Good. I'm not sure my shocks
could handle three of us.
- Let's go.
- Bye.
Crazy! That's exactly what we thought
he was going to say to her.
Uh, uh, girls I'm going down to the office
for a minute, okay?
Yes! Mission accomplished!
Christmas together!
We're so cool!
I know this is the third
message I've left you.
Listen, I can't find my passport.
It must be gone.
This has never happened.
I won't be able to come with you.
- I'm sorry.
- So you're not going to join her?
- I'm staying.
- I'm sorry.
So am I.
We should give it back.
Seeing Papa like this
is making my tummy really upset.
Or maybe it was all that ice cream.
Hey, it makes me sick, too,
but we're doing this for a good cause.
Christmas together.
Yeah, just three sisters and their dad.
Anyway, it's a bit late to turn back now.
It's a bit late for what, exactly?
Uh, to go back to the time
- when you were still with my mom.
- Yeah.
That's it.
You have the passport?
- No.
- Yeah.
Passport. Give it to me. Give it now.
I can still catch my flight.
- Dad, calm down.
- Bring me the passport.
Just because I'm the eldest daughter,
doesn't mean it was my idea.
- Okay?
- Yeah, it was my idea.
Just curious, would you have stayed
if you had lost your toothbrush?
My what?
- Nothing.
- Well, okay, you know what?
Nothing today.
But when I return, be ready
with a good doozy of an explanation.
I can't believe what you girls did.
We love you very much, Papa.
I love you girls more!
Oh, no! No, no, no, no.
If it's to buy cookies, I really don't...
Uh, no, no, no, no, no.
We're Emma's dad and ma.
- No way.
- Yes way.
- This is incredible.
- Yeah.
We just got in from Gasp.
Oh, we can't wait
to surprise our little pookie.
It can't be because... But Emma's... No.
This is crazy. Because...
But that's...
Let me introduce myself.
No, no, stop there.
You must be Fred's dad.
Uh, no.
I... I'm Fred.
- Are you sure?
- Yeah.
Because you look
much, much older in person.
Just kidding.
I'm teasing. You're not offended, right?
No, I'm fine.
Fred, you look exactly the same
as the pictures that Emma sent us.
And hi. So my name is Emile.
- Hello.
- And this one's name is Claudie.
Better known as the laughing hyena girl.
You see that? You know what, Fred?
She loves that nickname.
It's important to laugh every day,
you know what I mean?
Oh, yeah? Why?
- Important to laugh?
- Why?
Uh, well, because I think that...
Lots of reasons.
The world's getting, uh...
People... look for any chance.
If you could see your face.
- Oh, man, you got me bad.
- I love you already.
- That's great.
- Give me a hug.
Oh!
- Aww.
- Hi.
Okay.
Uh, uh, girls, come here.
Great. So these are the girls.
Emma's parents. Emma's parents...
I got it. Let me do it.
I'll try it. Let's see.
- Uh, the beautiful rebel Clara.
- Yeah.
And you're the cheerful
stuntwoman, Victoire.
And you are the hot headed Romy, right?
- That's impressive.
- You're good. You're good.
- Well, Emma's told us so much about you.
- Oh, yeah.
- She has so much love for all of you.
- Oh, yeah. Where is Emma?
Yeah, well, she's here.
Well, she's not here,
but she should be here.
If you just give me a second.
Come on, pick up, pick up. Answer please.
Looking for this?
Wait. You have... What the...
So now you're hiding Emma's phone, too?
Um, well, no.
She left it in her jacket,
and I heard it vibrating.
You know, that's not my kind of scheming.
You have limits, do you?
Listen, hiding a passport
is way more serious than hiding a phone.
You should rethink your limits.
If you need Emma, why not just call Stan?
- Of course.
- Yeah.
Yeah, yeah. Yeah, yeah, yeah.
It doesn't make up for it.
One good idea doesn't mean, you know?
Yeah. Christmas is about forgiveness.
- Yeah.
- Hey, Stan, listen, are you with Emma?
Can't talk, driving.
Oh! You kidding?
I'll call you right after I drop off Emma.
No, wait.
- Yeah.
- Hey, it's urgent. Don't hang up.
I'll give Emma a goodbye kiss for you.
- See ya.
- No, no! Ugh!
Stan, I order you not to hang up.
You've gotta listen to me carefully.
Please listen to me.
Emma has to come home
because her parents just flew all the way
here from Canada to surprise her.
So you make up some lame excuse.
It could be anything,
but do not tell her they're here in Paris.
Okay? Turn around right now.
Do you understand?
I have it all down.
Don't worry, I got this.
Whoo!
What?
What a disaster! You're kidding?
That's unreal.
I'm so sorry to hear that.
So we can't board.
Is that what you're telling me?
Yes. Okay.
- What's going on?
- We're going to turn around right now.
- Hey, what's up?
- Very well.
Thank you for your time and good day.
What was that?
Uh... Nothing, really.
Fred had a horrible accident,
- and we don't know if he's still alive.
- What?
- Who was that on the phone?
- Fred.
Just before the accident, he called.
Nailed it. Nailed it.
But I guess it's creative.
- So, okay, I got, uh...
- Exactly.
I talked to Emma.
She's on her way.
How surprised is she gonna be
to see the two of you
on the couch here in the living room?
- Crazy.
- Your tree there is hideous.
- Oh. Yeah?
- Yeah.
- Okay.
- I usually don't agree with him
because he's an oaf.
But here I have to admit he's right.
- Yeah.
- Well, I was in the Christmas spirit,
and I thought I'd try
something new this year.
It's not for everyone. I realize that.
I'm sorry. I always say what's on my mind.
I hope you're not sensitive.
Yeah, right. Not at all.
- Not at all. Not at all.
- Good then.
- I'll keep going.
- Sure, sure, no problem.
I have never seen anything that ugly.
- He's not nice.
- No, it's okay.
- He's a bad person.
- No, it's fine.
It's fine. I'm not sensitive.
So, it's fine. It's not a problem.
- Great. That's perfect.
- Perfect.
Not to change the subject,
but I hope you didn't get a hotel
because I and I know Emma,
want you to stay here.
Good thing,
because we haven't booked anything.
- So we accept it.
- With great pleasure.
With great, great pleasure. Thank you.
I just hope we're not in the way too much.
No, not at all.
Couple suitcases.
Four, five, seven, eight.
And besides,
we're happy to sleep on the couch.
Ah, that's what I was thinking.
Oh, yeah, I thought so.
It's funny how people
always praised the French baguette.
The quality of bread.
Do you like it, Claudie?
I've always preferred
sandwich bread personally,
but thanks anyway, Fred. We can adapt.
Sorry, I don't have any of...
- Too bad.
- Someone at the door.
- Hi.
- I couldn't take it anymore.
It took me an hour and a half to get here.
- Okay.
- Uh, what are you doing here?
Uh, trip got canceled.
Kind of Vic's fault, by the way,
- so we're all staying here in Paris.
- What are you saying?
What I mean is, the girls are gonna spend
Christmas here after all.
Excuse me?
Ah, you must be Marie-Ange.
You look so much younger in person.
But just a little stiffer.
Um, well, thanks, I guess.
I don't really know how to take that.
- It's both a nice...
- It's not nice.
It's actually not nice at all.
They're like that all the time.
- Oh, yeah?
- Both of them. You'll see.
There's a little clue.
I hear an accent, maybe?
Yeah?
- You're Emma's parents. Am I right?
- No, I'm her brother.
Excuse him. He's teasing.
No, no, of course we are Emma's parents.
Well, hello.
How are you? I'm the stiff Marie-Ange.
Oh, no.
- How are you?
- Pleasure.
- They love teasing.
- Hola!
- We're here.
- Hey, come on in.
What are you doing in Paris?
I know it's a good thing you're here
because I need to tell you all something.
There, um, have been some changes in plan.
Unforeseen events.
So it came to me,
hey, why don't the girls
spend Christmas at my place
just like we had planned?
Hold on, hold on.
I don't understand anything.
You can't change the whole schedule
like that on us. Huh, Fred?
Helena.
- Hola.
- Yes, that's me. Have you seen my show?
- Do you recognize me?
- No.
You're calmer, so you must be Laurence.
- Yeah, I'm calm because I'm used to it.
- Well, I'm not used to it.
It's always the same thing with you,
but you know what you're saying?
You can't keep changing up plans
whenever you decide to.
- But hey!
- Hey, whoa, whoa!
If you would, because it...
Really, we can...
What you do is just uncancel
what you cancelled and we're all good.
It will be fine.
Does he only know how to make sandwiches?
Papa's actually really
great in the kitchen.
Oh, that's not what we heard from Emma.
Actually, that's not true, Emile.
- She loves it when I make, for example...
- I'm kidding. Of course.
I've taken the liberty of teasing
even more since you're not sensitive.
In our family,
- you've got no choice but to take it.
- True.
Okay, well,
then you must love me very much.
- Oh, yeah.
- You guys...
- Oh, are you okay?
- Yeah.
Are you okay?
I'm great, yeah. Very good.
Why? What did you tell her?
I made up something believable.
I couldn't say her parents are here.
My parents are here?
But you're the ones
I was flying home to see.
I can't believe you flew all the way
to Paris to spend Christmas with me.
It's even crazier that you were
going to surprise both of us.
I mean, what are the chances of that?
- Insane.
- There's something even crazier.
Come here.
- No. No, no, no.
- Oh, yeah. It's the truth.
I was wondering why you'd bring
all these suitcases for only five days.
You guys are crazy. It's great.
What is it? What's crazy?
What did he say? What's so crazy?
- Well, Dad, I'll let you explain.
- Oh, yeah? Well, okay.
Uh, Fred, when I saw how you dared
to change the traditional Christmas tree
into whatever that is,
let's say a bizarre work of art.
- Please stop with the...
- No, no, no.
I think you might be ready
for some changes around here
for a new kind of Christmas Eve.
Sorry, but what could be
any kind of improvement
to a delicious family dinner
on Christmas Eve?
Sorry, there's nothing better.
It doesn't get any better.
Wait, let him explain.
It can be really fun.
- Well, then, you might imagine...
- Wait, wait, Emile.
You never tell it right.
Let me tell it this time.
- I can't tell a story.
- Sit down, sit down. I'll do this.
Okay.
Imagine we are on a stage.
Yeah, so... Sorry. Excuse me.
Because I'm really trying to imagine here.
We'll never have the space.
Maybe if we put the stage here.
- Uh, Fred...
- We'll have to move it back.
Please listen to me.
I need you to go over there,
close your eyes
and then please listen to me
- without interrupting
- Okay, I just...
- Thank you.
- No, but I'm trying to help
- because there's no room.
- So imagine you're on a stage.
Close your eyes. Close your eyes now.
Okay, a stage.
Beautiful costumes, beautiful sets,
and an audience
that is so moved by the show
because this is an unusual audience
made up of people who are suffering,
and we bring them sunshine and love.
Well, I opened my eyes. Sorry.
But actually, everyone's fine.
Sorry to disappoint you.
I've had a little cold for a day or two.
Ah, so, Romy. This can be for Romy.
It's not for you.
It's for people in the hospital, silly.
If everyone's up for it, we can put on
a big holiday show tomorrow night.
- Hurray!
- Right? Okay.
So, I'm afraid that won't work.
That seems absolutely impossible, actually
because it's tomorrow.
Tomorrow is Christmas.
- No?
- No. No problem, Fred.
We've been doing this show
for years and years with Emma.
You'll be fine
- once we give you the script. All good.
- Mmm-hmm.
Okay. So, you knew about all of this?
I just found out, like a minute ago.
You got a one minute head start on me.
So, who's gonna be in the performance?
Ah, there's one.
Why not? I would love to go on stage.
It might be nice because sick people
aren't used to going to shows.
We already have the costumes.
We just have to build the decorations.
It'll be fun.
This holiday season,
we'll be spreading joy for people.
- You can count on me. Sounds cool.
- Yes!
Ha-ha!
- Hmm.
- Papa?
Okay, okay, but I won't go onstage.
Well, that's a shame,
because I have a character
that would fit you like a glove.
Huh. Really a shame.
Yeah. Pardon me.
- The door. The door.
- No, it's fine.
Okay, so a 150 bucks is a bargain.
This is a near-authentic replica
of the original Santa suit.
- What do you mean near-authentic?
- Well, that means that...
Christmas is cancelled.
We're doing a play.
- Huh?
- Yeah.
I searched five months
for this stupid costume.
That's crazy.
Who prepares for Christmas that early?
Why is Christmas cancelled?
Because apparently, Emma's parents
decided to put on a show
- in like, a hospital or a prison.
- That's great.
Just so you know,
I did theater in seventh grade
- and was such a good actor.
- No.
- People would be like, Wow! You know?
- Oh, come on.
- You never did theater.
- I swear.
- What play?
- Fiddler On The Ceiling.
- Fiddler On The Ceiling?
- Yes.
Oh, really? Interesting.
Is this the sequel?
Sequel to what?
Would you be interested in doing the play?
- Heck, yeah. I'd love to. Yeah.
- Ah, Stan.
Oh, Emile. Stan said he would love
to be in the show with you.
- Oh, yeah?
- Yeah.
Well, welcome to our little
improv troupe, Stan.
- Oh, thank you.
- You've got a part.
Yeah, thank you.
Huh.
Um, tell me, Fred,
do you think Santa Claus
might come down to the audience
at the end of the performance?
- Ooh, that is a great idea.
- Um...
Yeah, yeah.
Won't it be weird just Santa Claus
walking around without presents?
I mean, that's a bit weird
to just stand there.
Well, we brought a ton of maple syrup
and a whole bunch of delicious
goodies from Canada.
- Oh, that's great.
- Do you have any purple syrup?
- What is purple syrup made from?
- Well, I don't know.
There are several flavors,
like dates, olive oil,
pepper, watermelon.
Yeah, you promise
not too much improv on stage?
Oh, yeah,
I'm all about the script, scripts.
- Hurry up. Hurry up.
- Your car did great, Stan.
Yeah, thank you.
This is the first time
I've seen you afraid to try something.
Where's Fred, the adventurer?
- You're right next to Fred the adventurer.
- Oh, yeah?
But today, I don't think it's appropriate
to overshadow Fred the Santa Claus.
- Hmm.
- Let me see.
We're here.
We filled 200 gift bags, maple syrup,
chocolate from Gasp,
- and candy from Quebec.
- Perfect.
Did you remember to add insulin
from Toronto?
- How come?
- No reason.
Stay back, madame.
- Hey, Stan!
- Stay back, madame.
- Hey, Stan! Stan!
- Stay...
Whoa! Hold your horses.
It's too much. Bring it down a little.
- Okay. More corporal than Sergeant.
- Super.
- Got you, no problem.
- Down a couple of notches.
It's more of a, "Stay back, madame."
Like that?
Hey, Fred.
When Stan finishes his monologue,
I'm going to start
a Christmas jingle on the synth,
and that's when you go down to
the audience and hand out the gift bags.
- Synth as in synthesizer?
- That's right.
Okay. That works. Okay.
Not bad, huh?
You are aware that you're playing
a modern day French police officer?
I was happy to find any cop costume
on Christmas Eve. None left.
So there's a big demand
- for cop costumes on Christmas Eve?
- Of course.
- Oh, yeah?
- Where's yours?
Right here. I'll go put it on.
Is it from the same place as your costume?
Yeah, it's gorgeous. You'll see.
Okay, but it's a size large?
Actually, they told me
that it's one size fits all.
- But what if it's giant?
- Fits all.
Huh?
Madame, won't you help us, please?
- We're starving out here.
- And cold.
Even if small glass of water
would be enough after traveling so far.
You have no business here.
Stop bothering the residents
or I'll call the police.
- Yes?
- Madame, please. We're starving out here.
And cold.
Go find some work
and take care of yourselves.
- We're freezing.
- What do we do?
Come on, you'll sleep warm tonight.
In a cell,
'cause I called the police.
A blanket would've been enough.
People like you just make trouble
and steal from us.
Please look with your heart
rather than your eyes if you can.
My eyes are enough. Thank you.
National police.
Nice crowd.
Why did you call a lion trainer, madam?
These girls are causing
trouble in the area,
going door to door looking for handouts.
We just wanted water.
- And a piece of bread.
- And maybe a snack for your lions.
They love me.
So you're not going to do anything?
Stan, it's your line.
Stay back, madame.
Stay back, madame.
They're not doing anything wrong.
And helping your fellow man...
is, you know...
- Natural.
- natural.
Let it be known, Mr. Policeman,
your words are wise and will be rewarded.
We grant you three wishes.
I wish...
Oh, I wish, I wish...
I wish... Come on.
I wish...
His first wish would almost surely
have to be to see Santa Claus. Huh?
Come on. Let's call him together.
Santa Claus.
- Santa Claus.
- No, no, no, no.
- Santa Claus.
- No, no, no, no.
- Santa Claus. Santa Claus.
- Great wish.
h*, h*, h*! h*, h*, h*! Good evening.
Um, oh, look, it's kind of Santa Claus.
That's what they call me. Kind of Santa.
- That's it.
- Yeah, and by any chance, Kind of Santa,
would you be what the policeman
just wished for, would you?
Uh, I think that his first wish
might be to remember his lines.
That's the first wish.
And then his second wish would be...
Well, I would say,
it would be to share it with you.
- Yeah.
- Oh, why is that?
- To teach you some compassion,
- STAN: Compassion.
- Love of sharing,
- STAN: Sharing.
- Always reaching out to others.
- Reaching... Others.
Okay, you should have
said your lines before
and then Santa Claus wouldn't have to,
he would've stayed back stage.
He's a good one, the tiger trainer.
Ah, who is this?
That's a good thing,
because we are not actually poor
lost children, we're fairies.
Fairies in the house!
Whoo!
Hey-hey. h*-h*-h*.
They were fairies.
Does this moustache make me look bad?
Oh, my eyes!
"Grouchy cook."
- Oh, yeah?
- Yeah.
I'll show you a grouchy cook.
Thank you.
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah.
- That's our play.
- Thanks for coming.
Hey, the cook is kissing
Kind of Santa!
Kind of Santa!
- Great job. Great job.
- Thank you. So wonderful.
I had so much fun.
I forgot all about the hospital.
- Well, you've gotta take two.
- Thank you.
No, no, no, no, no. No, thank you.
But, Papa. To give is to give.
We're not stealing!
Shh! What's wrong with you?
You don't ask sick people
in a hospital for money.
- But the show was a big hit.
- Shh! Stop it now.
- We deserve it.
- Mr. Santa? Excuse me.
Hey there, Madam Fairy.
I wanted to thank you
for a really wonderful time.
What you guys did really means a lot.
- Oh, it was a pleasure.
- That's very nice, thank you.
- Thank you, it's a pleasure.
- You were awesome.
- Get well soon.
- Yeah.
I'm fighting hard
to get out of this wheelchair.
Yeah. Appreciate it.
Well, thank you. It means a lot.
Well, it's not exactly what I expected,
but it sure seems like we crushed it.
Seeing all the smiling faces
out there in the audience,
it was pretty magical.
We gave them some Christmas.
So which Fred is this?
Perhaps Fred the comedian?
The Fred who thinks that your Christmas
is the coolest.
- Thank you.
- Awesome.
You bet it's awesome,
but that doesn't mean yours sucks.
It just means ours is better.
I... I'm still getting used to his humor.
Huh? What humor? I'm not kidding.
He got me.
When are they leaving?
- Huh?
- When are they leaving?
- Here we go!
- Yeah.
- Come on, come on.
- Come on, let's go.
I want to eat some fried bird.
We have to finish the shows first.
What do you mean shows, exactly?
I kinda wanna give my gifts
to the children in the hospital
because I received
so much happiness there.
- Any more gifts is too much.
- Really?
No!
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