Christmas Bounty

Jason, Stephanie.

Inside voice and walking feet, please.

Yes, Miss Bell.

This is great.

Popcorn on a string?

Looking for someone?

James.

- I'm so happy you made it. - Of course I made it.

Next time, use that app I showed you...

then you'll see...

if I'm not with you...

l'm always on my way.

So how was the big holiday pageant?

- Oh. A Judeo-Christian mishap. - Heh.

I'm so happy we're spending Christmas together.

Wife are you ready for tonight?

The Ballantine Capital Holiday Party is the social event of the season.

At least to the Ballantines.

I'm still debating on what to wear.

Well, I'm sure whatever you wear, you will look beautiful.

And my mother will scrutinize your dress and find it distasteful.

Oh. Sounds like fun. Heh.

It will be, as long as we're together.

- Come on, I'll show you my classroom. - Oh.

Good job today. Merry Christmas.

Bye. - Bye, everyone. Merry Christmas.

- I can't find him. I've looked everywhere. - L'm sure he's here.

- I'll look in the classroom. - Okay.

Come on, in the car.

Honey? Heh, you know what? I think I left my scarf by the manger.

- Will you run and get it? - Scarf retrieval. Can do.

Stop!

Hey!

Miss Bell?

Miss Bell, that's my dad.

He is? You are?

Uh-huh.

Oh. Oh. Uh...

- It's Christmas. - Bobby, say goodbye to your dad...

- ...and then go find your mom. - Okay. I love you, Dad.

- Bye, Bobby. - Bye.

- Do you have a phone? - Yeah.

You're lucky I'm in the holiday mood, Mr. Low.

You see, if I call this into the police, you would be in big trouble.

But if you did, they'll probably give you a break.

Merry Christmas.

Was he under the desk?

Yep, I know my Bobby.

- So you ready to face my parents? - Uh...

I think I can handle it.

Yes. Wait out front.

I have to say you look amazing.

- Flattery will get you everywhere. - Oh. Heh.

Honey, why is everything so quiet?

This is a party, isn't it?

Shh. Don't tell them. They might actually smile.

Oh, got it.

Establishment. Upper crust. - Aloof. Arrogant.

- This is gonna be fun. Hi. - Hi.

Dad. - James.

- Oh, darling. - Mom.

I'd like you to meet Tory Bell.

Hi.

- Told you. - Well, I'm glad you could join us, Tara.

It's Tory.

Happy holidays.

Oh, you've never been?

Sorry. Heh.

Will you just excuse me for a moment?

Dad, I know you have your reservations, but I really have feelings for Tory.

- How much do you know about this girl? I care about her.

I know I wanna be with her. And I know for me, that's enough.

Guess who.

Sorry, drawing a blank.

I'm hurt, Tornado.

Spending six years on the inside kept your memory very fresh for me.

I didn't know they allowed calls this late.

Read the morning papers, Bell.

I'm out. And I'm coming for you.

All of you.

- Fresh glass? - I have to go.

- Go where? - I have to leave.

- Ah. I get it. You've had enough. - No, I have to leave New York right now.

- No, what...? - I can't get into it right now.

It's just... It's too much. But I love you.

I'm about to give my toast. Where should we all stand?

Unfortunately, I have to go...

but I'm sure it will be a great toast.

- You okay? - L'm fine.

- You sure? - L'm sure.

I have to go help my parents...

with stuff.

Tory. James, please.

We're totally okay.

- New Year's? What about...? - I will so make this up to you.

It will be a whole different kind of celebration.

Something like...

You can do that?

I'm willing to try.

New Year's.

You are a mysterious woman, Tory Bell.

- Ma'am - Thank you.

10th and 1st for a quick stop.

Then Trenton, New Jersey. In a hurry, please.

- Baby. - Daddy.

- Sweetheart. - Mommy.

- Did you flip your daddy again? Yeah.

Ma, clothes.

Oh. How'd I raise such a prude?

She's so cute.

Look at you. You look like a real New Yorker now.

I didn't hardly...

I'm gonna get you something for your shoulder.

She took you down pretty hard. That's my girl.

What were you thinking, Dad? That move has never worked on me.

You're home for the holidays?

- Kind of for the holidays. - Not spending it with that new guy?

I Googled him. I gotta know what my little girl is up to.

Guys, guys, guys, look, I'm so happy to see you...

but I'm actually not just here for the holidays.

- I got a call. - Monte's Motorcycles?

- I put your name in the raffle. - I got a call from Manucci.

He's still got 20 years on his sentence.

He's out, and he's coming for us.

- For me. He threatened you?

I was always afraid of this.

We gotta take him down again.

Put him away for good.

I'll get cousin Bones to put a tail on Manucci's sister.

Nobody threatens the Bells.

Nobody.

Welcome home, Tornado.

Let's get to work.

Our tail said Big Donna should be here.

Yep. Big Donna's definitely here.

You and me will suit up so Donna and her bodyguards don't pick us out.

Ma? What's up?

Still gorgeous.

That does not look like me.

It used to.

I can't believe I got my baby girl back.

You sure you're up for this?

Yeah, I'm cool.

- Ma? - Yeah, hon?

Let's go catch a bad guy.

You sure I look okay? I think you look gorgeous.

Okay.

Wow.

He's your tail?

Just because you two broke up doesn't mean we fired him.

Hey, come here.

Be careful out there.

I love sounding official.

What?

Electric blue pumps look good on you.

Very funny, but I have work to do.

- Tweaking on seeing me? - L'm not tweaking.

I just... I wanna get this done and I don't want any distractions.

And I'm a distraction now? I used to be your partner.

As much as I'm enjoying the small talk, this is what we're going to do.

As soon as we see Big Donna, you guys take the bodyguards out.

Dad, Tory. You copy?

Sweetie, code names, remember?

Right. Tornado to Banshee-1. Any sighting of the target?

Wife target present. Black Hawk?

Wife visual.

Ho-ho-ho.

I've got her. She's definitely covered.

Did she spot you?

No. She's looking at shoes.

Hideous shoes, but shoes.

And the bodyguards?

Too close. We can't move yet.

Into the treatment rooms. Now is the time to take them out.

Whoop.

Here you go.

Whenever you have an opening.

Move. Now.

It's true what they say.

The right undergarment makes a woman feel like a woman.

You coming?

She'll be in there a while.

Ain't that the truth.

- I'm going to hit the head. - All right.

One down. He'll be out for a while.

Ho-ho-ho.

You want a closer look?

Come on, don't be shy.

Come closer.

Two down. And out.

Puppy?

Come on, Mike.

Come on.

Thank you, Santa.