A Sudden Case of Christmas

Claire, have you looked out the window?

It's 80 degrees, it's summer.

I know, but it's a tradition.

We have to sing it every year driving to grandpa's.

- I see cows. - I know.

And the best part.

Stop!

Dad, can you tell mom to stop?

You guys are like hurting my ears.

Doesn't it sound like someone is ringing a bell?

It sounds to me like a knock-knock joke.

-Like, ding-dong. -

Mom, I have to pee again.

- What? -

Brakes, brakes.

Deviated from route.

I know, it's intentional.

Recalculating, recalculating.

Stop yelling at me.

Mom, it's a machine.

You only think it's mad at you.

You're projecting.

Just breathe. We're in Italy.

Who gave the GPS that accent, huh?

It's awesome.

Dad showed me.

You can set the sat nav to any accent you like.

-Yeah, it's Swedish. -You know, Greta Thunberg?

Projecting?

What 10-year-old even talks like that.

Well, welcome to a child in therapy.

- Now what's she doing? - Her school project.

She's documenting her summer.

No one tells me anything.

Sometimes nobody bothers to ask.

Help him out, help him out.

Hello, Mr. O'Malley.

Hello.

-Claire bear! -Grandpa.

We're gonna be there in 47 minutes.

Oh good.

-What's that noise? -Oh, that's a helicopter.

You see it?

You see it?

Grandpa got a helicopter.

Grandpa definitely does not have a helicopter.

How's my daughter?

-I bet she's driving. -Of course she is.

-Hi Dad. -Yeah, and she's exhausted.

Super exhausted.

And she's riddled with anxiety.

Yeah, it's true. I could sleep for a month,

but nothing a plate of Otto's fried anchovies won't fix.

- -Otto!

Abbie wants your fried anchovies.

Don't put it on the ground.

Hurry up, drive carefully.

Bye-bye, love you.

Love you, bye.

Ah, that was my granddaughter.

Surprise visit.

They usually come at Christmas.

It's a big mystery.

Oh. Oh, okay.

All right, it's okay.

You're...all right.

He came with the hotel, and what are you gonna do?

It's gonna be good.

-Hi. -

It's August, why are they here?

Why are they here, Otto?

Something's up.

Something's definitely up.

Well, if you want my opinion, sir,

perhaps she's pregnant.

Fried anchovies.

Oh yes, and she said she was tired.

She said she could sleep for a month.

-You're a genius, Otto. -

Fingers crossed.

-Wouldn't go that far. -No, genius.

Pregnant.

-Welcome home. -Grandpa, Grandpa!

Look at you.

[Lawrence and Claire speaking Italian]

Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa.

Where are you going?

I'm gonna find Walter.

I wanna see who's around.

They must be so excited to see you.

They don't know I'm here.

- Hey, Lawrence. - Hey.

Good?

[Lawrence and Abbie speaking Italian]

Later, we'll talk later.

-I promise. -Talk later.

Anchovies.

Anchovies.

- How are you feeling? -Nauseous.

Listen, I'm gonna need the room for a FaceTime call.

-Now? -Yeah.

I'll be right down, I promise.

It'll just take a second.

Nope, not good enough, Abbie.

I'm on my European vacation too, and I'm working.

Persavich's trial is huge.

It can make you or break you.

Don't disappear on me, right?

Isn't that the point of vacation?

I know where you are, you know?

-How the hell do you-- -Abbie we're a law firm.

Discovery is what we do.

Let me know if I can help with anything.

Kiss, kiss.

Ugh, no, Phil, you definitely can't help.

Who says a girl can't give a boy flowers?

What do you think?

That's a nice camera.

What do you say, that's a very nice camera

for taking pictures of kids.

Eh, gotta love it. Now all it has to do is pair.

Okay, yeah.

Well, I don't know what you're talking about.

You know, pair like the iPhone talks to the camera

and then the iPad and the iPhone talk to each other.

Eh, how about Jacob talking to Lawrence?

How about we just wait for Abbie

to get done with her Zoom?

Okay, yeah.

- -Fried anchovies.

Oh, Otto, they look so good.

-What are you doing? -Celebrating.

-Celebrating what? -You tell me.

Dad, no.

Oh, you can't have alcohol.

I get it, I get it.

Just opening it anyway.

Dad, you're gonna wanna sit down for this.

All set.

Dad.

Jacob and I are separating.

Oh, oh, oh.

Standby, clean up aisle seven.

That little hut

is where people shelter in a blizzard.

It's called il rifugio.

-That's Nicolo the nerd. -Claire?

Oh, and his brother, Stefano.

Hey, Nicolo, hey Stefano.

-I'm gonna find Walter. - No, Claire.

Claire, wait, wait up.

And that up ahead is what's called a chalet.

Walter and his family stay there twice a year.

Walter's my--he's my favorite person, actually.

- Wait up, Claire. - Claire.

Walter!

Walter!

Claire?

What are you doing here?

It's summer.

Aren't you happy to see me?

It's just, I didn't know you were coming.

Who are you?

I don't like labels in relationships,

but to keep things simple, I'm Walter's girlfriend.

I don't like labels either.

But to keep things simple, I am Walter's girlfriend.

Uh, I don't really get this whole label thing.

But Claire, you're the winter one

and Johanna's the summer one.

Uh...nice camera, Claire.

What are you shooting?

Some documentary on my summer vacation.

Cool.

Do you have a theme?

What, do you mean like summer love?

Actually, Walter, I'm still workshopping it, all right?

Well, I gotta say Claire's taking this

a lot better than me.

Well, Dad, that's the thing.

We haven't told her yet.

Yeah, that's why we're here.

Dad.

This is where Claire feels safe.

-A protected... - ...space...

-...with a family history. -That's right.

So you're gonna ruin all that by telling her here?

Lawrence, we really have thought about this...

-Yeah, a lot. -...and we believe that Claire

needs someone that's not us to tell her.

Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa.

I hope you're not going where I think you're going.

Well, that way she can, you know, react...