Fallen Angel

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and HALLMARK CARDS

I suppose our lives

are really just a collection of moments.

Some moments tell us who we are,

others, what we might have been.

Hey.

Hey, Chief.

It's the birthday boy!

You going any way in particular, Terry?

Going to see my dad.

Your old man was supposed to come fishing with me

before it got too cold.

He's working.

Well, someday.

When he's not working, okay?

Okay.

All right.

Happy birthday.

Thanks.

I mark my ninth birthday

at the moment I tried to cross the distance

dividing my father and me.

I went looking for my father

in a world he kept separate from me.

A world of summer people who came to Rose Point.

My father worked as their caretaker,

opening their mansion cottages at the end of May each year,

and maintaining them through the long Maine winters.

It was a place where people named their houses: Northwinds,

Fairhaven, Kettlecove and here, Serenity Cottage.

Some men are making money right now.

I'm making ice.

What are you doing there? You lost?

I thought you were going to the carousel.

I thought maybe we could go together.

Can't. I got work to do.

See, I have a job.

And these people,

they can take away my job, just like that.

And then where would we be, hmm?

Poor.

You got it.

The Wentworth family is coming up

to Serenity Cottage for Christmas again.

They want a skating rink.

Where they come from?

New York City.

It's backwards, you know.

No heat. The pipes will freeze.

I guess people are just silly sometimes.

Anyway, I've a mountain to climb

to get this place ready.

Can I help?

What do these people think they're doing?

Don't they know it's winter up here yet?

I wonder.

Summer people.

They're supposed to migrate with the birds.

We shouldn't have to deal with them again until June.

Get the door, huh?

Don't touch anything.

Look, this isn't a place for kids.

His shop was my father's kingdom,

a place where my mother, when she was alive,

had never been welcomed.

This was the center of his life

and I longed to be a part of it.

Son.

Stay clear.

The top.

Got it?

Got it.

First thing we gotta do is them shutters at Serenity.

Be sure you dress warm now.

Yep? Morning, Mac.

Morning!

You want some coffee?

No, that's all right.

I just stopped by to drop something off.

For me?

Maybe you should wait for Christmas to open that, hmm?

Nah, go ahead

and open it now-- it's a birthday present, too.

Wow. A fingerprinting kit.

Just like the ones we use at the station.

Well, we gotta get going.

Yeah, go out and freeze to death, you two.

What do you say?

Thanks, Chief.

Ah, you're welcome, son.

You go and, uh, keep your old man in line now.

Well, come on.

Let's get 'em settled.

Where are we? It's freezing.

Serenity!

I don't know why I let you talk me into this.

Here we are.

Ah, everything looks great, Mac.

Thanks, Mac. Thanks a million.

Sure.

And you, you must be your father's right-hand man.

Charles Wentworth. I'm Terry McQuinn.

A strong handshake. That's good.

How old are you, son?

Nine.

Wow. What are you, tall for your age?

This is my daughter, Katherine

and she's...

You want to tell Terry how old you are, Teapot?

Mm-hmm. I'm four.

Hey.

So, what do you want for Christmas, son?

I already got this.

It's a fingerprinting kit.

Wow. Look at that.

Teapot, should we give Terry

our fingerprints?

Put your thumb here.

Press and do mine.

And your other fingers there.

All right. Okay.

Fingerprint.

And there?

Yep.

Boom!

Boom!

Look how pretty yours are.

Here, you want to keep them?

Thank you.

You know what?

I'm gonna put these in a safe place.

Aren't we going to go see the sick children, Daddy?

Yes, we are, sweetheart.

You know what?

I want you to go upstairs.

I want you to wash the ink off your hands.

I'll be right down, okay?

Excuse me, Mac. I'll be right back.

Sure.

Come on, sweetheart.

Let's get those hands washed and something warm to drink.

Okay.

I don't remember it being this cold.

It's winter, ma'am.

Ho, ho, ho, ho!

Oh, not that again.

Come here!

My husband has been apologizing

for my money ever since he began spending it.

But he makes up for it

on the tennis court, don't you, dear?

And the golf course.

He used to be an All-American football hero.

That's enough, dear.

That's enough.

Hey, Mac, will you let your son come with us?

It's a tradition of mine.

Every Christmas we try

and cheer up the children at the hospital.

Come on. We won't be gone long.

Oh, come on, Mac.

It's Christmas.

Christmas is a time for children, right?

Come on.

Come on, Teapot.

Ho, ho, ho, ho!

It's Santa!

Are there children in here? Ho, ho!

You look like you need a Christmas present.

Merry Christmas.

Ho, ho, ho, ho!

Merry Christmas. Have you been good?

Bring one to your friend over there.

Hold on.

Merry Christmas!

Give this kid a present. Thank you!

Merry Christmas!

Can you skate, son?

Not really.

I have skates.

That's right. She can really fly across the ice,

can't you, Teapot?

Uh-huh. You taught me daddy.

We'll be back at the cottage in no time.

Whoa!

Katie!

Katie!

Look out, Katie!

Are you all right?

Are you all right?

Oh, my... God...

Yeah, I need you to make a report on it, all right?

Take the measurements.

It's okay.

Let me help you, Katherine.

There.

We're gonna be okay.

What happened?

A woman's dead.