Christmas Town

They say buying a home at Christmastime

is not a good idea.

I disagree.

Because a home-- the right home-- is your home

for any time of the year.

But can't you just picture it-- your little one

growing up here, waking up on Christmas morning

with those bright, joy-filled eyes,

just wondering what Santa has brought?

This is a home for a family-- a family like yours.

We'll take it.

When can we sign the contacts?

Come by my office this afternoon,

and Alice and I will have everything ready.

Thanks, Liz.

It's so homey.

But don't forget to bring the check for the deposit money.

Will do.

That's your third sale this month.

I thought Christmas was supposed to be slow.

For amateurs, maybe.

You can sell anything at Christmas if you

know the right buttons to push.

OK, bye.

OK.

Let's get this stuff packed up.

We've got to show the Fairhome house in an hour,

and I want it to look like a holiday wonderland

before the clients get there.

Are you and Mason doing anything fun for Christmas?

Just getting through it as fast as possible.

You don't have any Christmas spirit at all, do ya?

It's an inconvenient holiday.

All the banks and escrow companies are closed.

Mason is off school.

It just-- it throws me off.

Hmm.

Can you get this stuff piled up?

I'm going to check messages.

COMPUTERIZED VOICE (ON PHONE): New message,

sent today at 10:21 AM.

MAN (ON PHONE): Hey, it's Barry.

Just wanted you to know I got my son to sign off on that credit.

We should be good to go.

Talk to you later.

Bye.

COMPUTERIZED VOICE : New

message sent today at 10:25 AM.

WOMAN (ON PHONE): Hi, Liz.

It's Catherine.

We moved in over the weekend, and we

just couldn't be happier.

You're the best.

Thank you so much.

We'll talk to you later.

Bye.

COMPUTERIZED VOICE : New

message sent today at 11:10 AM.

MAN (ON PHONE): Hello, Elizabeth.

It's Dad.

Just thought I'd check in and see if you'd given

any thought to coming up and seeing Hollyville.

It's really an amazing place.

And it would be nice to see you and Mason over the holiday.

Let me know.

Goodbye.

Now, see?

That sounds like fun.

You and Mason should go spend Christmas with your dad.

Nobody is working after tomorrow anyway.

Yeah.

We were never really big on Christmas.

Although I am worried about him.

I think he's going through some kind of a life crisis.

Younger girlfriend?

I wish.

No.

He's-- he's found this town out in the middle of nowhere,

and-- I don't know.

He's just fallen in love with it.

He's bought a cabin and everything.

That sounds great.

So spontaneous.

My father is the least spontaneous man I've ever met.

He's been working 50 hours a week at the same bank

for over 20 years.

Hmm.

Sounds familiar.

I'm nothing like my father.

You're a total workaholic.

Hey.

If you're in town, you have to come with me

for this most amazing thing.

That doesn't sound good.

Holiday speed dating.

Kind of a last ditch effort not to be miserably lonely

over Christmas and New Year's.

I was right.

That sounds tragic.

You've got to date sometime.

Dating just leads to disappointment.

You have to be open to possibilities, Liz.

Hey, I'm open to the possibility

of a good sale any day.

Hey, John.

It's Liz McCann.

I just wanted to confirm you received

our counteroffer on Breyerwood.

Call me.

Oh, hey, Dad, it's me.

Look, I don't think we're going to be able to make it up there.

I'm just swamped with work right now,

so I think we're going to have to-- uh-- take a rain check.

Oh, Mason, no.

Mason!

What is going on here?

How cool is this?

I only used the one thing of laundry detergent.

It makes a lot of bubbles.

Where is the babysitter?

Inside, I think.

Want to have a snowball fight?

No.

I certainly do not want to have a--

Snowball fight!

Yay!

Stop it!

Stop it!

Clean this up right now.

Where are you?

All of you guys are in so much trouble.

Yeah.

Can you fax the inspection report over to the Campbells?

Mom.

Get them to sign off on the contingency,

and then we'll get it over to escrow.

Mom.

I know escrow is closed.

Just fax it over there and then go on home.

OK.

Bye.

Sorry, tiger.

You said we were going to get a tree this year.

What?

A tree.

You said we'd at least get a tree.

Well, I don't know if we're going

to do anything after that stunt that you

pulled on the front lawn.

You know, you're almost 10 now, Mason.

I expect more from you.

We were just having fun.

I figured you wouldn't even notice anyway.

What's that mean?

Nothing.

Look, I know I've been working a lot lately.

All the time.

Hey.

This looks great.

Yeah.

Oh, Mason.

I wish that there were more of me, but there's just not.

Is it going to be just us for Christmas again?

Well, yes, but that's not such a bad thing.

Hey, I heard they've got an ice skating rink downtown.

I thought we might go try that out.

That sounds cool.

And what about a tree?

And sure, we can get a tree.

And I promise I'm going to get better

at this whole Christmas thing.

Grandpa and I just never really did very much.

Every year, he got me one present.

And honestly, that was about it.

And not even a toy.

Toys were a waste of money as far as grandpa was concerned.

Yeah, I know.

He always buys me a book.

And a savings bond.

Because it's never too early to start saving for a rainy day.

Right.

Grandpa sent us a card.

Oh yeah?

This is where he moved.

It looks like such a cool place.

Hollyville-- America's Christmas Town.

Oh.

This is so not like him.

Not again.

Yeah?

Allison.

Oh, hey, dad.

Is it grandpa?

Yeah.

We got the card and the message.

And you know, it's just not such a good time right now.

Please, Mom, can we go?

Sorry, Mason, hang on a sec.

I'm sure that it's a lovely place,

and I bet you'll have a great holiday up there.