Return to Christmas Creek

- Okay, so flights and hotel? - Booked. And car pick-up, too.

- Thank you, Carrie, you're amazing. T-minus 24 hours

until I'm sipping cold Mai Tais on the warm beach.

- I still can't believe you do Turks et Caicos

for Christmas, Amelia. - It's my tradition.

Trust me, once you try it, you'll never go back

to regular Christmas festivities.

- Like sipping eggnog by the fire?

- Exactly. I'll buy you a ticket!

- No, come on, you've been too generous this year.

Besides, I thought you invited Brad?

- I did, but Brad's set on spending Christmas

at his parents'. - I guess some people

like the simple joys of a traditional Christmas.

- What is more joyful than sunshine? Anyway...

I invited him to Christmas dinner with my parents tonight.

- You're having a Danish smorgasbord

and it's December 18th... It's not really the same thing.

So, you nervous for the big pitch?

Carrie, we designed

their top selling app. Bill Burns needs us, we've got this.

- Correction: you designed their top selling app.

You've got this. - Well, either way,

it's almost time to start shopping on Christmas Assist!

For 3 years, our partnership on Closet Assist

has offered the individual shopper

an unparalleled selection in an over-saturated marketplace.

Now, I'm about to revolutionize the way we do

our holiday shopping in an app.

For those who want to escape the chaos of Christmas,

and get away from it all without all the fuss,

I give you Christmas Assist.

More advanced than a gift registry, our app consolidates

your loved one's shopping wish lists into one place.

All you have to do is click on their online profile like so,

and you can browse, buy it, and deliver it

all in the click of a button.

Interesting idea.

- What's even more interesting, Bill, is that we've built in

an algorithm that, based on past purchases,

not only buys the gift, but also sends the card.

- Amelia, aren't you concerned it takes

some of the thoughtfulness out of gift-giving?

It also sort of ruins

the element of surprise, don't you think?

- Oh! Well... I mean, you could look at it that way,

but there is so much pressure on what to buy these days.

This way, you can rest easy knowing you found

exactly what your loved one wants,

without ever having to be there in person.

- Now, you know we're big supporters of Closet Assist,

Amelia, and we were excited to see how this app

could benefit our clientele,

but I'm not sure that Christmas Assist

encompasses the true spirit of Christmas.

It's a no.

I'm sorry.

- What do they mean I don't know Christmas? I was born

in a town called Christmas Creek... you can't get

more Christmassy than that! - I thought you were

from San Francisco? - I am. I mean...

I moved to San Francisco when I was 13. So, okay, technically,

I haven't been back to Christmas Creek in a while,

but I know Christmas. - Yeah, of course!

You're very... festive.

Hmm.

- They're right. - Amelia...

Don't let the investors get you down. They just didn't get it.

- But it's my job to make them get it.

I was certain it would be a yes. - Because you're great

at what you do. If anybody knows apps and what people want,

it's you.

- Any word from Brad on what time he's coming to dinner?

- Yes. He apologizes, but he's going to be late,

but your parents will see you right at 6.

- Right. Okay. Well, then I better get cooking.

Carrie?

Thank you for everything.

Oh... and Merry Christmas!

Oh! Now, there's the spirit!

- It's only 4 flights of stairs. It's good for the cardio, Dan.

- My cardio is perfectly fine. - Until you find work here,

it's important for your stress level.

- I'll tell you what'll help my stress: not talking about it.

Hello, sweetie. Looks delicious. - Hi, dinner's almost ready.

- Hi, honey. Do you want some help with the frikadellers?

- I am preparing the smorgasbord this year. You are my guest.

You do enough for us. Please. - It's okay. Let me help you.

- Do you think the reason I can't cook

is because the Danes eat open faced sandwiches for every meal?

I think the reason

you don't cook, not that you can't,

is because your focus is on your work.

- Is Brad coming? - Later, he's stuck

at the office. - Oh well... More cheese for me.

- Dan, why don't you set the table?

What's this?

- Doesn't matter. - We received a letter

from Hughes' Family Inn this morning...

- What? From Uncle Harry? How'd he find you in Chicago?

- It was forwarded from our San Francisco address.

It was originally mailed back in November.

- Are you going to open it? - Ah, it's probably junk mail.

- How did your meeting go? - Uh, it was fine. Great.

Actually, not great at all. The investors think

I don't understand Christmas. - What's to understand?

- I'm sorry, honey. I know how hard you worked on that app.

- Yeah, I just don't get it. I'm hoping that Turks and Caicos

will reinspire me because right now, I don't know how to fix it.

- I'm sure you'll think of something.

You know, you could stay here this year.

Your dad's got some interviews but--

- What, and we could do another smorgasbord?

Mom, you just moved, and we don't ever do a big Christmas

with just the 3 of us anyway, so don't worry.

- Are you gonna open it, Dad, or just keep staring at it?

- I am not opening that, or the past.

- Maybe Uncle Harry is reaching out?

- Well, he never has before, so don't get your hopes up, honey.

It's probably just a general mail-out.

- You won't know unless you open it, right?

- Mm-hmm! - Here. OK, I'll do it.

"Experience the magic of the 40th Anniversary

of Fly By Santa by staying at Hughes' Family Inn."

Just a general mail-out.

- Well. I guess not much has changed.

- Hello, hello! - Brad, you made it.

- Sorry I'm late. Work was crazy.

- It's okay. Things were crazy here, too. I haven't even

started packing yet. My parents stuck around

for as many rounds of Smorg as they could, but you missed them.

Can I make you a sandwich? - I'm okay. Thanks...

Truth is, I've been thinking.

I think we should talk. - About Christmas.

- My parents really want to meet you.

- And I would like to meet them, too.

- So, why don't you want to spend the holidays with us?

It's not that...

It's such a sweet offer, Brad,

but I'm already booked for Turks and Caicos.

- You can go there any time. - I understand that,

but you know the holidays are stressful for me.

- One argument between your dad and uncle years ago

shouldn't ruin all family Christmases.

- I just like the peace and quiet of the beach.

- I can't just lay on a beach while my family is together

for the holidays. My parents are getting older...

I want to spend more time with them.

- Then I don't know what to say. - You just designed

an entire app around the holidays, and yet

you want nothing to do with it? - Brad, just...

Please, don't bring my app into this right now.

I just don't do festive family stuff.

I thought you were okay with that.

- Not if my girlfriend never wants to celebrate with me.

Amelia, I'm really trying here, but...

But what?

- For 2 years, it's been this push-pull dance we do.

I try to move things forward, and you keep pulling away.

And I don't want to dance anymore.

I'm sorry, Amelia.

Oh...!

- Your flight leaves in an hour; what are you still doing here?

I'm not going.

What? Why?

- Because Brad broke up with me last night.

Amelia...

I'm so sorry. - It's okay...

but suddenly the idea of sipping Mai Tais on the beach by myself

no longer sounds fun. - So, what're you gonna do?

I'm going back to my roots.

I knew you were a brunette!

I once cut off all my hair after a breakup.

- No, I'm... I'm going to Christmas Creek.

- Wait, what is this? - Fly By Santa.

It's a tradition my Uncle Harry started 40 years ago,

collecting toys for needy children in remote areas

and delivering them by plane on Christmas Eve.

This is me.

That's you? You're so cute!

- I was Santa's Little Helper. I was his co-pilot when we flew.

- Of course you were. But, wait... I thought

you haven't been to Christmas Creek since you were a kid?

- I know, but it's only a 3-hour drive from Chicago.

So, if Bill Burns thinks I've forgotten

the spirit of Christmas, maybe Christmas Creek will help.

Alright, I like this idea!

Thank you!

Why are there no street signs?!

Need a hand, ma'am?

No, I'm good, thanks!

- Are you sure? Because you've been driving about 20 miles

under the speed limit. - Yeah...

- I saw the plates. Illinois, huh? You're from out of town?

- Yeah, I was trying to read my GPS,

but there are no street signs, so...

- That's so you can ask a local for directions.

- Oh... - Where you headed?

- I'm looking for Hughes' Family Inn. I thought it was this way.

- You're nearly there. Just about half a mile down the road,