I'm Amy Mitchell.
And this year I ruined Christmas.
Christmas is, by far, the most stressful time of the year...
... for moms.
There's a million of things to do.
And you have to do them perfectly, or you'll never forgive them.
And most importantly, they will not forgive you either.
I literally feel like the worst mom in the world right now.
Maybe I should start at the beginning.
I've always loved Christmas.
It's my favorite time of the year.
Most of all, I love spending time with my family.
Because the only thing I want...
... the only thing that any mom wants...
... is that your children have an incredible Christmas.
That's why Christmas implies a huge amount of work.
First, you have to buy gifts for every human being we know.
This year I gave an aromatic candle to the guy who makes me coffee.
Why did I do that?
Afterwards, we have to decorate the house.
For what, clearly, I am terrible.
I'm doing my best, Charmaine!
Afterwards, you have to go to all the Christmas festivals of your children.
What are...
Yes.
There are also all the disproportionate Christmas parties.
My God.
Are locust Santa hats?
Is it what is fashionable?
What the fuck?
You also have to cook, clean, wrap...
It's crazy.
There's never enough time.
- Hello, Mom. - Hello.
- How about the game? - Great. The Bulls won.
Good! Congratulations.
Hi, honey.
Your house looks amazing.
Thanks. I still have many things to do, but...
Can I do something to help you?
No, unless you know how to magically fix Christmas lights.
Sure, I can do it. There's only that to change the fuse. Too easy.
That's very sexy, I'm not going to lie to you.
Definitely today you will receive the special treatment.
- I like the idea. Do not forget it. - Sure.
Your dad is amazing.
I thought you hated it.
What? No, honey. Why do you say it?
Last week, when you went to the house...
... I heard them in the room, and you kept yelling at him.
Well... No, honey, they were happy screams.
They did not seem happy.
And then you hit the wall and yelled bad words.
Well...
I do not remember doing it.
- I do not know if it was something that happened. - It happened.
You said: "Oh, my damn God."
Just like that.
"Oh, my damn God."
Yes, it's fine.
Listen, your dad and I were playing an adult game.
They played seven times.
Six and a half. But, who keeps the account?
Look, you do not have to talk about that anymore.
- All right? - Okay.
- Come those five. - Okay.
Oh, no.
What's up?
My mom will come for Christmas.
Oh, my goddamn God!
Thank you for helping decorate the tree, guys.
Bernard, let's hang them on the tree, okay?
Who put the big coffee ornament up?
It seems poop.
You're right. That's why Mom is going to put it behind.
No, darling, do not drink the water from the tree.
We do not drink that water because we are people, okay?
- Mommy, is there a Santa Claus? - I bet you are.
I already know...
Are you lying, Mommy?
My God, make it stop.
What else have you lied about?
- Hi, love. - Hi, dad.
Hello, guys.
- All right? - Yes.
- The tree looks great. - Thanks.
- Do I give the twins dinner? - Yes, please.
Come, friend. We're going for your food.
- Quiet. - Quiet. Quiet.
Merry Christmas, Kiki!
Mom?
My God!
I thought you would arrive until Friday.
Well, I took a flight earlier.
Three days before?
I have not prepared the room of visits or anything...
It does not matter. I can sleep with you and we make spoons.
- I usually sleep with my husband. - Do you want to see the sweatshirt I made?
I love this picture.
Look, they were just growing breasts.
Well, at least one.
You just arrived, you do not have to talk about my breasts.
And the other one came out suddenly.
Thank God!
Oh, Keeks!
If you play your cards right, you could have an equal sweatshirt for Christmas.
No...
Oh, Kiki Dee.
I can not wait...
... to spend every minute of the next three weeks with you.
Are you smelling my hair?
Yes.
My God, if I have to pluck one more pussy, I'm going to faint.
Since when do all women in the country...
... need a hairless vagina at Christmas?
Is someone else going to shave?
My God, they are like fifty vaginas more.
Well, who's next?
No, not you, Bigfoot. I can not with you now.
Let's see...
You.
Betty White.
I'm intrigued. Come with me.
What's up, lady?
Mom?
Wait. What the fuck...?
My God!
My God! My God! My God!
You did not tell me you were coming for Christmas.
Is it Christmas?
Yes. Is not that why you're here?
Sure! That's why I'm here. Merry Christmas, ma'am.
Look at you! Damn, you do not age at all.
Look how sexy you look! And those breasts!
Thank you. You look a little older.
But good. You look good.
How much has happened, three years?
Three?
Really? God. I do not know, honey.
I do not even know in what year we are.
Why do you bring a black pajama?
No, I work in a spa.
- Do you have a damn job? - Yeah. Yeah.
I'm trying to be more responsible and that shit.
You've always been very strange.
Why are you here actually mom?
What do you mean?
Well, you only come when you need money.
No, no, no. I no longer bet.
No, I'm just here to see my daughter at Easter.
- It's Christmas. - Christmas.
I think we should celebrate.
I already know. "Thunder Down Under", is close to the airport.
I think we should go.
Strippers?
Yes.
With my mom?
At Christmas?
How could I refuse?
Let's shake some whistles, bitch!
Good! That's my girl!
My God, Jaxon is going to shit when I see you.
- Do you still have that guy? - Yes.
How old are you?
Between fifteen and seventeen.
- How nice. How nice. - Yeah.
So your parents have never come at Christmas?
No, no.
Wait, wait. Do you think I prepared enough food?
Are you serious?
- I'm going to make quiche. - Honey, everything's going to be fine.
No, darling, it will not be fine.
My mom is the human being who most critical on the planet.
When I was six years old, I made him a birthday card...
... and he returned it to me with observations.
- Okay, that's terrible. - The point is that...
... is perfect in everything, and it's impossible to please.
If it is impossible to please, why do you strive to do it?
Listen, I'm going to tell you the truth.
Daughters struggle trying to be like moms...
... and moms go nagging their daughters.
This is how the world works, okay? I can not do anything about it.
I'm not Beyoncé.
For me you are.
- I love you. - I love you.
Do you think you like your mom?
No.
Sorry to be late. Hank drives as a child.
Merry Christmas, grandparents!
- Merry Christmas. - Merry Christmas.
- Have, they are some X-box. - Are you serious?
- Thank you! - Mom does not let us have one.
Thanks!
Hi, Mrs. Redmond, I'm Jessie. Nice to meet you.
Upload your luggage, please.
Well... Hi, mom.
Amy.
You look pale
I'm using something new for the skin.
Good, it's just ordinary makeup. You're not dying. And your tree?
I have not had time to buy it.
Amy, it's December 19th. Even the Jews already have a tree.
It does not matter, tomorrow we'll go for one.
Yes... Do you have food? I have not eaten in three days.
Yes, of course. I have all your favorites.
How adorable.
You let your children cook.
Good...
I did not know that in the pharmacies they were selling Christmas decorations.
I have planned all week.
On Thursday we will see "The Nutcracker".
On Friday we will all go sing Christmas carols.
Unfortunately, Mike was our boritono, but you divorced.
We will have to find someone...
... if we are going to win the Christmas Carol this year.
By God, the Christmas Carol?
Honey, when I lived here, we won that Cup nine times.
Too bad you've abandoned the family tradition of winning.
- I guess I've been busy. - Well, clearly not in the gym.
I want to celebrate my triumphant return to Chicago.
I want to make a huge Christmas party in your house.
I was thinking about Christmas Eve, if it's okay with you.
What? No. It does not seem good to me.
We can invite my old friends and have a sushi station...
... and we can hire Kenny G to play Christmas music.
They say it's not that expensive anymore.
Well, that sounds a lot of work.
Sure. Too bad I already invited everyone.
- Where, to my house? - Yes, 184 people will come.
What?
Why have not I received a Christmas card from you?
I do not know, mom. I guess it was not in my priorities.
What's wrong with you?
- Nothing. Nothing happens to me. - Amy, it's Christmas.
It is the most important time.
- I already know. - You can not waste your time.
- I'm not wasting my time. - I feel like you're wasting your time.
- I'm not wasting my time. - Of course you're wasting your time.
I realize when you waste your time.
- I'm not wasting my time. - You lose it and you lose it.
It's fine. It's okay.
I'm not wasting time.
- Well, enough nonsense. - Okay.
I like your hair.
- Really? - Yes, it seems you do not even try.
I love you
I can not spend Christmas with my mom.
It's like living with Saddam Hussein.
My mom is with me because I think she wants to steal my TV.
And I have to go buy the tree with her at night.
It's like going to a seven-hour death march throughout the city.
My daughter wants a doll "Happy Princess"...
... and I've already searched everywhere, and I do not know where she is.
Where are you, girls? Where is the "Happy Princess"?
By God...
I know it's just a doll, but, Christmas is killing me this year.
Damn it!
I can not do this sober shit.
Me neither.
Do you want to get drunk in the food area?
- Of course! - Yes.
- Come on, come on. - What fun.
Do you know what drives me crazy?
- Genital warts. - What?
- Genital warts. - No.
Carla, no.
No, it drives me crazy how we press...
... to have a perfect Christmas.
- It's supposed to be fun. - Yeah!
Why am I responsible for buying all of my family's gifts?
- For being a woman? - Exactly.
- We are in 2017. - I thought so.
Why does not my husband buy the gift to his mom?
I do not even like it.
He blames my children for their farts.
Do you know what I do with my son's fool?
In November, I enter your room...
... I look for a lot of nonsense, I wrap them up and give them to them at Christmas.
- You do not even realize it. - Are you serious?
Dear God, I have given you the same glove as nine times.
And how bad are the gifts that your family gives you?
I spend months choosing the perfect gift for everyone...
... and all they give me are coupons for a free back massage.
That's very wrong.
Do you know what my son gave me last year?
A box of Ziploc bags.
I think I'm going to wrap them up to give them this Christmas.
I feel like a huge ball of stress from November to New Year.
I would like to go back to enjoy Christmas.
Yes.
Then then let's do it.
What?
What's wrong with us? Have not we learned anything? This is stupidity.
I am disappointed of this trio.
We are mothers.
And if things do not go as we want, what do we do?
We hide in the bathroom.
- No. - No, we do not do that.
- No. We get up and fight. - That's right. We fight
If we want Christmas to be our way this year...
... then let's do it our way.
No more perfect gifts, no more perfect decorations.
No more nothing perfect.
To hell.
We are going to retrieve Christmas.
We are going to show you our back to Christmas.
What?
It did not work out as planned, but they understood me.
- Yes, we understood you. - Sure.
To recover Christmas!
Yes!
Merry Christmas!
Samples, samples!
What?
- Much better. - Much better.
What? What?
Good. Who's next?
Hey.
Do you know which one is better for the vagina?
Attention, customers!
I'm drunk and hot. I repeat. I'm drunk and hot.
Let's go. Let's move on.
HAPPY HOLIDAYS!
Shit. Wait. Wait.
I have to go buy the tree with my mom.
I just happened a silly idea.
Here you have guys.
- Popcorn. - More.
Ready? Look at that.
Good.
I like this, mom.
Yes. We should spend all Christmases like this.
Yes, can we spend time together and save ourselves all the hassle?
Do you know what? I would like very much.
Jessie, I should spend Christmas with us.
I do not know. It's an important date. I would not like to disturb you.
Do not be strange, dad. Here we are.
Do you think well?
Yes, of course. I would love it.
- Me too. - Perfect.
Good evening to all...
What in the name of God? is that?
Our Christmas tree. I got it at the ladies tennis shop.
- Do you like it? - I do not like it, Amy.
I find it repulsive.
What does this thing do in your house?
I did not want to waste my time buying a tree.
I wanted to enjoy Christmas.
Amy, you're a mom.
Moms do not enjoy, they give joy. That's being a mom.
And this horrendous tree does not bring joy to anyone.
I do not know, I like it.
- Thanks. - Yes.
Who are you and why are you talking?
Mom, be nice, please. It's Jessie. You already met him
I'm tired of this conversation.
But if you think for a moment that I'm going to let your laziness...
... ruin Christmas for the whole family, you're in serious error.
Good evening, children. Have, iTunes card.
Mom, seriously. Stop giving them gifts.
Honey, did you see the ornaments? They're like little shoes.
Hank, I swear I'm going to take you to a fire station and I'll leave you there.
- Hello. - Hello.
- How was your night? - Very good.
- Yes? - Yes.
You know a grape soda.
I already know. I took a before going to bed.
- Health. - Health.
Mom!
Hello, guys.
What are you doing here?
I came to see how you fell asleep, as always...
... and they started acting like monkeys at the zoo.
Do you see me how I sleep every night?
Except after «Blue Bloods» I know it's your special night of sex.
Honey, I'm glad you have such a vibrant sex life.
It's very important that you and Kent fuck with everything.
And kent...
... I'm glad you can have an erection again.
Live!
And Kiki...
... has it much bigger than your dad.
Enough, mom. Go before my husband does not have sex with me again! Yes.
Honey, your dad liked to tickle him in the balls.
He stops talking.
- I come to see you later. - No, please.
Go.
- You have to talk to your mom. - I know.
You need limits.
Or at least one limit.
I already know, but...
I do not want to hurt your feelings.
And since my dad died, I am his only family.
I'm worried that if I take her away even if it's a bit, it would break her heart.
He saw my erection, Kiki.
Yes...
3 DAYS FOR CHRISTMAS
My God. What...?
What the fuck...?
Move the chickens eight centimeters to the left.
Yes, yes.
Mom?
What are you doing?
Decorating your house properly, because it seems you do not want to do it.
Why should my house be properly decorated?
A special Christmas is how you show your family that you love them.
You do not want your kids to think that they're worthless and that you do not want them.
No, of course not.
It's the time when moms are killed for creating a magical world for their children.
It's not time for moms to stay in pajamas to eat chocolate.
- I do not even like chocolate. - Then stop being a terrible mother.
Guys, what do you think the Christmas procession?
- It's amazing. - Show Mom how it works!
You will love yourself, Amy.
We are ready for the procession. Change.
Neglect, then I'll show you how it works. It's in an application.
You installed speakers.
Wait. Wait.
How much did this cost?
The happiness of children is priceless, Amy.
It was very expensive.
By God! Mom.
Wait, missing the grand finale!
Are they partridges real?
Of course. They do not have survival skills.
In an hour they will be dead.
Good.
Take, guys. Sweets for breakfast.
Sorry, what?
- Thank you, grandma. I love you. - And I, you guys.
Put more birds. I hate that they are gray. Paint them all in white.
Can you make them look happier when they fly? It's Christmas!
Did your mom decorate your house?
No, no, no. That's not right.
What does it matter? Let her decorate. Can you decorate mine later?
It's not so much for the house.
I am 34 years old and my mother keeps telling me how to live my life.
Well, you have to fight with her.
That is...?
Physically?
Right, Amy.
I can teach you basic karate movements...
... but will continue to treat you like that until you beat her.
I do not want you to know my mom.
- She's a 62 year old woman... - Okay.
But at least you have to have a serious conversation with her.
- I think it's more legal. - I know.
And where is your dad in all this?
My dad is a charm, but it's totally under his control.
There's no way to be put on my part.
Honey, how hard.
Moms are very strange.
How about Christmas with your mom?
You know...
Well, I suppose. Yes, I think.
My mom cut herself and dyed her hair exactly like mine.
But that's normal, right?
Do your moms have the same hair style?
Every time I think I'm the most disturbed of this group...
... Kiki, you open your mouth...
... and then I think, " I'm not very good".
My mom and I are going to take the guys to «Sky Zone».
Do you want to go?
I am legally prohibited from approaching «Sky Zone», but...
... to hell. I'm in.
- Amy? - I can not.
I would love it, but my mom is going to take us to see "The Nutcracker".
I love "The Nutcracker".
No, but not the version with the Sugar Fairy.
The original, the spoken version in Russian that lasts five hours...
... in which almost all die. It's horrible.
- Why do not you just go? - No, by God.
I would never forgive myself. This is so much easier.
Girls, were not we going to recover Christmas this year?
Yes.
I'm serious, because I got so drunk in the center...
... commercial that I do not remember if we talked about it or it was something I dreamed about.
Shit, I'm late for work.
Do you want to see what I've been doing?
Happy holidays.
For God...
Carla!
My whistle broke!
- Throw it out, throw it away. - I'm leaving now. I'm leaving.
- Hello, miss. - Mom!
- What are you doing here? - What does it look like?
I'm waiting for my daughter to fix my nails for free.
- Free manicure? - Yes.
Well, at least I'm not going to shave your pussy.
Maybe next time.
It's fine.
Tell me, are you dating someone?
Well, there were a couple of things with dads from school.
But it's complicated.
Also, Christmas is the best time of the year to be single.
I go to the mall and I see those couples...
... holding hands...
... with scarves and feeding themselves .. .
... and seeing jewelry.
"Each kiss requires a jewel".
- Enough. - What?
- You're super alone. - No!
Listen, rock life is not for everyone.
I'm a super rocker. I woke up in a park today.
Carla.
I found fat-free snacks in your kitchen.
They are for my son.
It's the most healthy.
They say it's very good for the heart.
- You really care about your son, right? - Yes.
Most people care about their children, mom.
Anyway. I do not understand the fashions of the parents now.
And how have you been?
I've been better, to tell you the truth.
There is something that has me excited, but I need money for it...
Here we go.
- What? - You always do the same.
What?
You appear in my life, you ask me for money...
... I give it to you, you bet...
... you leave me and then you come back to ask me more...
... I give it to you again because I'm an idiot...
It's a real business opportunity.
How much do you need?
Not much. About five thousand.
Really. Between five and ten thousand. Fifteen, maximum.
I'll think about it.
Good!
Heavens, you have very good things here.
What an elegant place.
I wish I had brought my bag.
Why do we have to go see "The Nutcracker" in Russian?
We are not even Russians.
The Russian version is the authentic one.
Not Disney's with so many dances and happiness.
Does it really last five hours?
Yes, and you will enjoy every minute.
Listen to this beautiful music.
This piece is called, "When they kill Boris".
It seems like someone is screaming at us.
Why can not we do something fun?
Where are you going? The theater is on the right.
I already know. We do not go to the theater.
- Where are you taking us? - You'll see.
Merry Christmas. Welcome to «Sky Zone».
- Three child tickets? - Yes.
No, no. In fact, we're going to enter all of them.
Of course not. This place reeks of diapers.
Amy! They came!
- I'm glad you're here. - Me too.
My mom is going to kill me while I sleep, but it's worth it.
- Hi, I'm Carla's mother. - Hi, Isis.
- Yes, yes. - Nice to meet you.
Hello. You must be Amy's mom. I'm Carla.
Jaxon, honey. Mom needs more alcohol.
- Good idea. Also for me. - It's my son, Jaxon.
And my mom, Isis.
Hello. Ruth. Like Judge Ruth Bader Ginsberg.
Isis. Like the terrorist group.
She is my mom, Sandy.
- Amy! - Hello.
I've heard a lot about you.
Heavens, they really have the same haircut.
Hi, I'm Ruth. Amy's mom.
I'm Jessie. Literally, I was in the car with you.
Come on, who wants Christmas fun?
Hi, Ruth. We brought you a churro.
- Do you want? - No, thanks.
What a fun place.
I never went to something like this when I was a girl.
By God, no.
When I was a girl, we went to the quarry and made things explode.
How nice.
Where are they from? I am from Ottawa, that is in Canada.
My husband Dirk wanted a city life, and we moved to Bismark, North Dakota.
Then I had Kiki when I was barely eighteen.
And then Dirk died...
He had a slow and painful death.
Although someday we are all going to die, alone and fearful.
- Where are you from, Ruth? - Chicago.
- The city of lights. - The city of winds.
Well, to Bismarck they say "The city of the old whites".
You're very weird.
Ruth, did you enjoy growing up in Chicago?
No. My mom is a terrible woman.
One time I was hit by wearing open shoes on a sailboat.
Well, they were different time.
It was two months ago.
My daughter thinks I'm very hard on her...
... but she has no idea about what I lived with my mother.
At fifteen years old I pierced my ears, and told me bitch.
He sent me to a boarding school abroad.
- In Croatia. - Croatia?
That is to be hard.
Where are you from, Isis?
I do not know, everywhere. I never met my parents.
Basically I grew up alone with my wit and my tits.
Oh, how unpleasant.
No, I loaded the REO Speedwagon instruments for fifteen years.
Isis, you can not smoke cigarettes here.
- Well, it's not a cigarette. Do you want? - No!
- Do you want? - No, thanks.
As you wish.
What church are you going to? on Christmas Eve?
We always go to Mass to Our Lady of Perpetual Suffering.
It is the best mass in the city.
- Good. See you there. - What?
I like to make new friends.
Do you want to play "the burned"?
No, darling. Grandmothers do not play that.
What the fuck did he say?
- He said that the grandmothers do not play that. - I understood, but we played. If we play.
Come on.
Tonight was a complete farce.
Do you find it funny, Hank?
Would it also be funny if you changed your heart pills?
By God, darling...
I can not believe Amy trying to ruin Christmas this year.
I'm going to have to redouble efforts.
Or stop fighting with her and we could have a nice Christmas.
- Do you think I enjoy fighting with my daughter? - Yes!
It's not like that.
I just try to give my grandchildren the wonderful Christmas they deserve.
It's your first Christmas without your dad, and if it's perfect...
... they will know that everything is going to be fine.
If our daughter organizes a mediocre Christmas, it will baffle the kids...
... and could spiral into a fear of depression, and drugs.
It's fine.
But the kids were very happy.
They would have been happier in "The Russian Nutcracker", Hank.
My Christmas style is lovely and magical...
... and Amy's Christmas style is lazy and embarrassing.
My style is better and it is the one that will win, because I always win.
I'm glad that everything is for the guys.
Hank, I'm Amy's mom.
It is my duty to motivate her to be the best possible mom.
Believe me, someday you will thank me with an emotional speech in a public place.
- Have you finished ironing my pajamas? - Yes, Ruth.
Keep warm.
I'm sorry you're upset.
Thanks.
Quiet.
You're crumpling my pajamas.
- I'm going to prepare your toothbrush. - Thanks.
2 DAYS FOR CHRISTMAS
My God. No more pussies. Please God, no more pussies.
- Yes? - Hello.
Are you Carla?
Yes, it's me.
- And who are you? - Ty Swindel.
I want to shave the balls.
What good news. Go up to the table, Ty Swindel.
Sure, thanks.
Good.
Have you already shaved your balls, Ty?
Yes, I am an exotic dancer. I need everything to be soft always.
Sure, I understand.
I'm going to take off your towel to apply the wax...
My god damn me!
Look at the size of that thing. Look like parking cone.
Sorry, I forgot to tell you. I know it scares some.
I'm not scared. I'm going to need more...
- A lot more wax. - Okay.
- Allow me a second. - Sure.
Go. All right.
Who shaves your balls?
Someone in Cleveland, that's where I am from.
It can not be.
- What? - I'm from Edgewater.
- Are you from Edgewater? - Yes.
- I'm from Tremont. - My God. The world is small.
- It's amazing. - How strange.
Right?
Heavens.
- Lift your penis a little... - Sure.
Perfect.
What brings you to Chicago, Ty?
I came to a Sexy Santa contest.
Good.
Maybe it hurts a little.
How do you do dance?
Actually, I'm a fireman. That's what I do.
I already believe it.
A few years ago we attended a fire in a strip club...
... and the owner approached me.
He asked me he had a huge penis.
I said yes.
The rest is history.
- What a beautiful story, Ty. - Thanks.
Good, will burn.
- The parties, huh? - I know.
Do you have plans with your girlfriend?
I wish. I wish I had a girlfriend.
Women see me as a sexual object and they go.
You know?
I dance with basketball shoes and a thong.
Does not mean you do not have feelings.
Clear.
I understand you.
I do not know what you have.
It's easy to talk to you. I can open myself. Be myself. I like it.
I feel the same, Ty.
I'll need you to upload my legs...
... to get to the scrotum and the ass.
- Sure. - Perfect, thanks.
- Let's remove this. - Here we go. Very good. Very good.
Carla, at the risk of being imprudent...
... would you go with me to the Santa Sexy contest tonight?
I do not go out with clients, Ty. I have a very strict code.
Clear. Are you kidding? I understand. And you should...
I'm kidding, Ty. I do not have any code.
I'm shaving your ass.
I would love to go to your contest.
- Really? - Yes!
My God. It's fun and beautiful.
It's not an easy combination.
This combination is also not seen frequently.
Then it's a date. See you at night.
It's a date.
Do you want me to help you...
... and spread my buttocks for you?
Thanks.
Nobody had offered to separate their buttocks for me.
I can do it for you when you want, Carla.
Where did you come from, Ty Swindle?
FAMILY THERAPY ELIZABETH KARL
What brings you here, Kiki?
Well, my mom and I are very close.
And we would like...
- Be more united. - No, no.
I think we'd like to be a little more independent.
United.
Sandy, tell me about your relationship with your daughter.
My God, is my favorite subject.
I had Kiki at eighteen years...
... and when the nurse put her in my chest...
... I looked at her and said :
"You're going to be my best friend forever."
Is that normal? "My best friend forever".
We do not like to use the word "normal".
Kiki and I have always been super united...
... because basically we are the same age.
After my husband died we joined much more.
We went together to the school dance.
Go.
Good.
Kiki, what do you feel about this union?
- Well... - It feels great.
Who would not want to be your mom's best friend?
- I love my mom very much. - Thanks, darling.
- Really. - Thanks.
But sometimes I think that it exaggerates a bit.
What?
When?
When you saw Kent and me having sex.
Válgame.
I want to know what happens with your life. Is that something wrong?
No. But sometimes I need some space.
I do not understand what is happening.
- Why are you attacking me? - I'm not attacking you.
I'm just saying it would not be bad to have certain limits.
I have cancer.
Cancer?
By God. What kind of cancer?
From the heart.
Cancer.
- Heart cancer. - That's right.
Phase twelve.
Maybe your cancer-free heart can be kind to me before I die.
I'm so sorry, mom. I had no idea.
I already know.
My God.
Mom.
Oh, Keeks.
Kiki, no, no. Keeks
It's okay. I do not have cancer.
What?
I knew it.
But imagine yes. What would you feel being so cruel to your mom?
I do not want to be cruel.
I want a sincere conversation about our relationship.
- I have cancer again. - No, it does not work the second time.
- I have polio. - I think he has a cure.
I have bubonic plague. I have herpes.
- Mom... - I have bird flu.
- Are you done yet? - I have amblyopia.
Mom!
Please! Can we talk about our relationship?
I want to solve it with you.
Yes.
Agree. Yes.
- Really? - Yes.
- I want to fix it with you. - Are you serious?
I go fast to the bathroom and return.
It's fine.
Will not come back, right?
No.
What's wrong?
Do you really want to know?
Yes.
Probably your mom was quite normal before you got her.
But then you were born.
You did not sleep for six months and she did not sleep six months.
You did not want to eat and when you ate, you threw up on your clothes.
That drove your mother a little .
You fell off the bike and broke your arm.
They bothered you at school.
And you started dating that strange guy with that thing in your nose.
And all that, crazy a little more to your mom.
You got married and you bought a house that you can not pay...
... and you have children who never say "please" or "thank you".
Damn, they can not even read.
All that mad made your mom a lot more.
And now you come to my office and questions:
"Dr. Karl, why is my mom so crazy?"
And the answer is:
For you, motherfucker. You mad your mother.
So, be nice to her, because it was you who annoyed her.
We're going to master the carol contest.
What are you wearing?
Honey, if you want to win the Cup, you need a theme.
That's why we're going to go to characters from "Christmas Tales".
- My God. - Dylan, you will be the ghost.
Jane, you are the ghost of Christmas present.
- Great. - Amy, you will be Scrooge.
Thanks, mom.
I think it's appropriate, since this year you hate Christmas so much.
Mom, I do not hate Christmas.
Here is the music. I hope everyone learns the songs.
They are many songs.
All Westbury homes vote for the winner.
So we have to go to at least 300 houses.
Three hundred!
Neglect We have reinforcements. Go ahead, everyone.
Please, receive the Chicago choir.
Did you hire professionals?
I did what it took to succeed. Amy.
You should try it sometime.
It's fine.
Let's sing.
But I do not plan to use that ridiculous disguise.
I got the fuck.
Boys, more carols.
Read your part, Scrooge.
Do it!
I'm Ebenezer Scrooge and I hate Christmas...
... because it involves a lot of work and I'm lazy.
Please, Mr. Scrooge. Listen to our song.
Let your heart soften. Two, three, four...
We wish you a Merry Christmas.
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We wish you a Merry Christmas.
And a happy New Year.
Good news for you and your children .
Yes! Good news at Christmas.
- What the fuck is going on? - And a happy New Year .
I'm Ebenezer Scrooge and I hate Christmas because it implies...
Amy?
Shit.
What the fuck are you using?
My mom forced me.
Dear, you look fantastic. Seriously.
In fact, it's better than you used at school.
- Girls, come a moment. - No, it's okay. Stay there.
It's Amy Mitchell. She is dressed like a fat old man.
Actually I'm supposed to be Scrooge, but...
Do not laugh. She's my friend. Do not be rude.
Dear, this goes straight to Instagram. Wait, in profile.
Good.
Can you purse a little the lips?
I'm going to kill myself, so...
I'm going to put a filter on it so that you do not look so tired.
Thanks for the visit, Amy.
- Goodbye. - I will not let you forget this.
- You know. - Sure.
Did he have a penis on his face?
CALL OF VILLANCICOS DE WESTBURY
I think it was a success.
Mom, this is not working.
What do you mean?
To this. I wanted a quiet Christmas and you do not stop meddling.
Amy, it's a very important Christmas for your children. You can not ruin it.
Mom, I'm not ruining it.
My children told me they wanted a quiet Christmas...
... and I promised them that it would be so.
They told you that because they believe what you want to hear.
But in reality they know that I am right, because I always have it.
You know what? I'm tired of fighting.
I am going to tell you exactly what we will do at Christmas this year.
My children and I are going to spend the day in a sleigh.
We are going to come home to bake cookies, and to see "Really Love".
A silly movie.
In the morning, only Jessie and her daughter will come...
... and we will exchange three gifts.
Who is Jessie?
We are going to spend the day in pajamas until that my friends come to have dinner...
... and we are going to ask for Chinese food.
What horror!
There will not be a ridiculous party, nor sushi, nor camels...
... and definitely, definitely...
... Kenny G. will not come
Amy, is the king of soft jazz.
Mom, I'm sick of your exaggerated Christmas.
It's my house and it's my life.
If you want to be here and be part of my family...
... it will have to be with my rules.
It's fine.
- Really? - We'll do it your way.
We will have a calm Christmas.
I hope you're happy.
I doubt you're sincere, but thanks. I am happy.
And it worked. I confronted her and let her guard down.
- I'm proud of you. - Thanks.
For the first time I felt that my mom saw that as an equal...
... as if someday, in some way, we could be more united.
Quiet, Obama. Your mom is still a bitch.
Do not let your guard down or go to pieces.
- Okay. - I'm just saying.
But it was a big step. I want to thank you for motivating me.
- I'm proud of you. - Thanks.
- Do you know how we should celebrate? - How?
Watching a group of Santa Clauses taking off their clothes.
Yes! I love Santa Claus.
And there are many.
Girls, I do not want to get excited, but...
... I'm on a first date with one of the Santas.
- It can not be. - Yes.
With which?
With Santa number two.
How did you meet?
Depiling the balls.
How romantic.
You learn a lot by shaving a man.
Some cry. Others act very rude.
But Ty, was very calm.
It was almost like shaving off the balls to the Dalai Lama.
How's it going, Chicago?
Very good.
Listen, I need you to tell me...
... which of these Santas is the most sensual of all.
Who will it be?
Yes! Let's start.
Santa number one, the bar is yours, sir.
That's a lot of white skin.
Very good. Santa number one. The public has spoken. Thank you.
Good competitor. Well done.
Very good. Now...
Come on stage. Santa number two.
Oh, it's very good undressing.
- You have such noble eyes. - Yes.
I'm going to fuck him tonight.
Make me a son, Santa number two!
I love your underwear. It's seasonal.
My God.
- I think I'm in love. - What?
Really. I think...
... is the right one.
Is your mom?
Wait, please... Why...? Mom!
What are you...?
- Look at that. - That's how my mother dances with everyone.
It does not bother me at all.
My God. Her face is on her breasts.
Mom, wait! Do not do that. We've already talked about it.
- Good. It's time to play. - It's getting really weird.
It's my mom.
- Is your mom? - Is it my mom?
- Are you her mom? - Yes.
Nice to meet you. You have a lovely daughter.
You should never see your mom lick your boyfriend's nipples.
No.
Mom, what are you doing?
Mom!
Nobody caught me. It's amazing.
When someone is thrown into the crowd, usually...
Hello.
- Hello. - Here you go.
An ice bag.
Thanks, Ty.
As for tonight... we were going to go out after the show...
It's what I was wanting. Is the plan still on?
- Well... - Oh, Ty.
Yes.
- I would love it. - Good.
But it's the third contusion of my mom this month.
They are many bruises.
It would be better if you had it under observation.
Clear.
Well...
- I must return to Cleveland tomorrow. - Wow.
But, can I call you the next time you come?
Would you be interested? Can I call you?
- Please. - Yes?
- Yes. - Great.
I'll depil the balls for free.
How tender.
I would love it, Carla.
And also to my balls.
Well, take it for granted.
Excuse me, I thought...
Merry Christmas, Carla.
Merry Christmas, Ty.
Bedtime, my loves.
I'm going to sing to you "« My heart will go on »"......
... of the seven-time Grammy winner, Celine Dion.
What's up?
Everything is fine between you and mom?
Yes, they have been fighting a lot.
Come, sit with me. Both.
Your mom and I have slight disagreements...
... about the importance of Christmas, and what it means to be a mother...
... the sanctity of marriage, and the best way to raise children.
But other than that, everything is fine.
There's no reason to worry, okay?
I know it's the first Christmas since that your parents divorced...
... and it's probably a bit strange. True?
- Yes. - A lot.
Well, first of all...
... your parents love you very much.
And, whatever happens...
... I will always be there for you.
Always.
Because they are my grandchildren.
And I love them more than anything in the world.
Also to his grandfather Hank.
I know you have the brain of a nut, but your heart is huge.
All right? Do you feel better already?
Yes. We like you to be here, grandma.
We miss you.
And I to you.
Grandchildren are the best gift that exists.
Speaking of gifts...
... some iPhones.
- Good. - It can not be.
Now, to lie down.
I will come to sing to you whole hours.
NOCHEBUENA
I can not believe that people fall with this. It is stupid.
- CANNED FOOD - There comes someone.
Merry Christmas!
A moment.
Would you like to donate canned products for our Christmas campaign?
I just bought all this...
Lottery! You have cans.
Look, mom. It has wine.
Thank you very much for your donation.
Yes, the children are going to be very happy.
Yes!
Very good booty, mom.
Yes, he brought good things.
Stealing rich people with you in the supermarket...
... has brought me happy Christmas memories.
Yes, me too.
I miss you, you know?
Me too.
It's very strange.
Maybe we should spend more time together.
Are you serious?
Yes. When we were in the place of bounces with... what's his name?
- With my son, Jaxon? - Yes, with him.
I saw them beating themselves with those sticks and I thought:
"Maybe I should have a relationship with my grandson."
We would love to see you more.
Yes. Sure.
I've been thinking about the money you asked me for and...
I'm an idiot.
But it's Christmas, and you're my mom.
To hell. Taking. It's a loan. It's borrowed. It is not everything you asked for.
- But it's all I have. - Perfect. Thank you very much.
It's a loan. I'm going to pay you, I swear. I'm more responsible.
Lord, Merry Christmas!
Merry Christmas!
Would you like to donate your cans for our campaign?
We are raising for homeless people.
- I just bought this... - And canned goods.
- It's important. - What the fuck is this?
It's fennel.
- To the devil. - Good.
Thank you very much.
Shit. Here comes the manager. Red code. Red code.
Let's go, mom! Where do we park?
- Happy Hanukkah. - Where do we park?
- Come on, come on, come on. - They stole all my stuff.
We're taking this. It's cute, is not it?
Guys, since it's Christmas Eve...
... we're all going to open a gift, okay?
Kiki, Kiki. Open mine.
Please, open mine first.
I guess I start.
What is this?
It's the key...
... of my new house.
What are you talking about?
Well, after the therapy, I felt that we were distancing ourselves...
... and decided to move closer with you.
Agree. Where are you going to move?
To the house next door!
- By God. - What?
- Are you going to move next to me? - Yes. The house was not for sale.
But I looked for an estimate, I made an offer in cash and...
... hello, neighbor.
- Hello, neighbor. - My God.
We can dig a tunnel between our houses. Keeks!
Kent, take the children.
Yes, yes. Come, guys. Mom and Grandma have to talk.
This is going to get ugly.
- Mom. - What?
- You can not live with me. - Why not?
Because I need space, and that's too close.
- I have diabetes. - Mom, that's enough.
- Sit. - Kiki.
- I have pharyngitis. - Mom.
- I have gallstones. - No. Enough.
We have to talk.
I am an adult woman who needs a life separate from yours...
... and I need you to have a life separate from mine. I am sorry.
I do not want a life separate from yours. You are my favorite person in the world.
- You are affecting my marriage. - What?
And to my family. And my sanity.
I need you to give me a little independence.
And what am I supposed to do with myself?
I do not know, mom! Whatever! Make friends!
You've always wanted to go to Las Vegas to see Wayne Newton before you die.
Do it! Whatever! As long as it's without me.
Without you?
Why are you doing this to me, Kiki?
No... Mom.
And I do not think I can return the house!
- Did you have fun on the sled? - Yes, it was really fun.
I still have a lot of snow in the pants. For real.
I already want to get home, put on the pajamas and be comfortable.
I already know. Look, someone has a party.
You're right.
- It's a lot of people. - Many people.
Wait.
You have the party.
Is it a camel?
Yes, it's a camel.
I'm going to kill her.
What the fuck...?
What did he do to my house?
No!
Kenny G is in my room.
Mom.
You lied to me.
I did what is best for the family.
Everything bad about Christmas is in this room, and I want it to go away.
Amy, do not be ridiculous.
You can not kick Kenny G out of the house. It's a national treasure.
If you do not do it, I will do it.
You would not dare.
Look at me.
Hey!
- I need you to leave my house. - What are you talking about?
- Go fuck yourself, Kenny G. - They're going to pay me, right?
I do not know! Take your flute and go. Goodbye.
- Go to record another album. - It's not a flute, bitch.
I'm not interested. Thank you very much. You can go now.
- Go away. Thanks for coming. - I'm sorry. Excuse my daughter.
No, please. Leave.
I do not know anyone of you. Get out of my house.
Sushi Chef, out. We're done.
Take that plate.
Enough, Amy! You're embarrassing the family.
My God. Is that what it's all about? It finally makes sense.
The decorations, the tree, whatever is in my entrance...
You did not do it for the boys! You did it for you!
You only care if they tell you that you are wonderful.
You have no idea what you are saying.
Please do not forget to take your memories of Louis Vuitton.
My God. OMG. Please. All this has to go away.
The bags, the strange curtains, the floor, the tree.
My God, this tree has to go.
No, my tree is not! It's from Paris!
- Look at me. - No!
No!
Say goodbye to your tree, mom!
- It's an antique! - It's a horrible tree, mom!
- You have no idea! - It's not even real snow!
How dare you? Do you have any idea how much it cost?
I'm not interested! Mom, let it go. Let go!
- Those were from the Titanic! - I do not care!
The ice was from the moon! It was ice from the moon, you idiot bitch!
Drop the stupid tree.
I promised my children that Christmas would not be like that.
Everyone likes a Christmas like that!
- It's spectacular! - It's not true!
Shit.
I need you to leave.
Amy...
I've had to tolerate your shit all my life.
I can not anymore. I can not anymore.
I need you out of my house and from my life forever.
- You do not mean it. - Yeah. It's serious.
- Amy, it's Christmas. - Mom, get out.
Did you run to Grandma forever?
- How long have they been there? - How could you do that to us?
Please believe me. It's the best.
No, it's not true! It's the best for you. We love grandma.
It's part of the family and we love it. You can not run it like that.
First you kicked dad. Now you kicked grandma.
Who's next? Us?
What? Honey, of course not. I would never do something like that.
Why do you always have to ruin everything?
Honey...
Good job.
Boys.
Boys...
That's how it happened.
That's how I ruined Christmas.
I focused so much on fighting with my mom...
... I lost sight of the only thing that matters.
I overlooked my children.
Worst of all is that...
... not only I ruined Christmas.
I ruined my family.
Mom.
It's Christmas Eve.
Where do we order dinner?
Mom?
Mom.
Hello.
Thank you for inviting me to your church.
I did not invite you.
What's up, bitches?
By God, it's Isis.
Isis is here.
- Hi, Isis. - Hi.
I must say that I did not think you were of those who go to church.
I am solving some issues.
In addition, all bars are closed.
Girls.
I seriously need some spiritual guidance.
Do you understand me?
- No. - No?
Today my daughter told me that she needed "more space".
I do not even know what that means.
My daughter has just thrown me out of her life forever.
Why?
Because I press it to be the best, but it can not stand it.
My mom pushed me twice and it turned out wonderful.
I guess not everyone is as incredibly strong as me.
Well, my daughter did not throw me out of her house or anything.
But he was enraged when I told him that I bought the house next to his.
What? Did you buy the adjoining house?
Yes.
Did you ask him before?
No, I wanted it to be a surprise.
Well, that seems a little exaggerated.
That's psychopaths.
Well, at least I love my daughter.
You only visit Carla when you need money.
Not true. I visit her in other occasions, like when...
... I'm hiding from someone.
Accept it, Isis.
You are a degenerate player without education...
... and with some common extensions.
It's my own hair, okay? And you're a terrible mother.
Ladies, it's Jesus' birthday.
No, it's serious.
You think you're perfect, but you're the worst of us.
I'm not sure...
Ok, the second worst. Anyway.
The point is that you are one of those mothers who dress perfectly...
... who organize elegant parties, who know how to cook...
.. .which have their own teeth.
But, you know what? You stink.
You stink in everything that is important.
Until I realize it. And that I'm drugged all the time.
Please. You do not know anything about me.
If you are so wonderful, why did your daughter take you out of her life forever?
On your face.
And you know what? I've done horrible things to my daughter. Horrible
But he has never run me. Never.
So take that, roll it and get it in the ass.
Very good.
We have shared strong feelings .
Close your damn mouth, Sandy.
Of course.
Hello.
I heard what happened.
Are you okay?
I do not know.
- Can I ask you something? - Sure.
How do you handle it?
What?
Live with mom.
By God, she is so authoritarian and controlling.
It's so superficial. It happens all the time...
... creating a perfect image of itself to show off.
Honey, your mom is not superficial.
Come on, wear princess clothes at least once a month.
You will not believe me, but your mom is the most insecure woman I know.
My mom?
- Ruth. - Yes.
- Redmond. - Yes.
He only shows it with me...
... but under that hard exterior...
... there is a scared girl with a mom who never loved her.
Come on, dad...
You know your mom.
Nothing that your mom does is enough for that woman.
Makes your mom feel worthless every day of her life.
That's why for your mom it's important to make everything perfect.
Not because it's superficial. It's because...
... if they tell you that you have the best tree in the whole street...
... feel, at least for an instant, that it is not useless.
That is good at something.
That someone wants it.
Then why are you taking it out on me?
Do you know what causes you more insecurity?
Be a mom
You do not know how many times you asked me:
"Did I do a good job educating Amy?"
"Am I a good mom? I ruined everything?"
Do you really ask that?
Honey, he loves you more than anything in the world.
It's just that...
... has a horrible way to prove it.
Yes.
Listen, I've been married to your mother for 36 years.
It's annoying, even on good days.
But, you know what?
I love her more now than when we got married.
Because I know it as it really is.
If you can make your heart forgive her...
... and know her as I know her...
... maybe you'll discover...
... that there is a fun person, sweet and beautiful in there.
Did you say "sweet"?
Well, a funny woman and beautiful in there.
Yes.
Do you know where it is?
It's Christmas Eve.
Excuse me.
Hello, mom.
Hello.
Hello. Hi, I'm Sandy. Kiki's mom.
Yes, I know. What a pleasure to see her again.
What's up?
Oh, they're all together. Good.
What are you doing here, Amy?
I came to apologize for having thrown out of the house.
You are my mom and it was something severe.
Definitely.
Yes.
Good.
Hey, psychotic bitch. Your daughter ends to apologize to you.
It's supposed to be your turn to do it.
This is how humans communicate .
Basically, I'm sorry too.
Good. That was good.
Now tell what it is what you regret.
You can do it.
It is possible that you should not have a secret party in your house.
Obviously, you made several bad decisions this Christmas...
... but for the tiny fraction of my guilt...
... I .. .
... I apologize in general.
Good.
Thanks.
Mom, I know you found it extremely difficult to say it.
Actually yes.
And you know what? I want you to know that at last I understand why you are like that.
And I need you to know...
... that I love you.
What does that mean?
I do not think you're useless.
You're amazing.
Why do you say it?
No matter what others say...
... you are a great mother.
Really?
Yes.
Yes, I loved my childhood.
Really. You gave me everything I needed.
And you always motivated me to be better.
And, were you perfect?
Yes.
No.
But, nobody is perfect.
I really want you to know...
... that you did a great job.
It's the nicest thing they've told me.
Actually I think you're a wonderful mom.
Your children are very happy. They are cute and they love you very much.
Thanks.
I would like...
I would like to be as close to you. as your children with you.
We are still on time.
But I'm not very good for that, Amy.
I love you so much.
Really.
For God. You're a mess.
The relationship between mother and daughter is very complicated.
But the two of them, have already achieved it.
- I know. I know, honey. - Finally.
Yes, quiet.
- Do you want some? - Yes.
Quiet, quiet.
Mom?
- Mom, is it midnight already? - Yes.
We have to save Christmas.
By God, I have my whole life waiting for this.
I hope you like cookies.
- Mom, it's crazy. - It's almost over.
It's going to fall! Mom, it's going to fall!
CHRISTMAS
My God.
This is amazing.
Merry Christmas, guys.
Mom, you worked a lot.
I had a little help.
- Merry Christmas, children. - Grandmother.
Go open your presents.
I bought all the seasons from "The Walking Dead".
For God's sake. Really, Mom?
Thank you, grandma.
My God.
Merry Christmas.
Lori, Merry Christmas, pretty.
- Merry Christmas, Ruth. - Merry Christmas, Jesus.
I'm Jessie.
Oh, you have wide shoulders. Amy, feel your men.
Very good. Enough, mom. Thank you. Pass.
Thank you for almost learning your name.
I love you.
Merry Christmas, Kiki.
Merry Christmas, mom.
Do you like my Kiki head pajamas?
- Not much. - Thanks.
I wanted you to know that I put the adjoining house for sale.
- Thanks. - Nothing.
I thank you very much.
I know I can be a little crazy, and that you need your space.
That's why I bought the house opposite.
Just kidding. I did not buy the house opposite.
- I bought the one at the end of the street. - What?
No, I'm moving to your attic.
- Mom! Seriously. - What?
Where will you live?
I'm going back to Bismarck, where I belong.
- Thanks. - Nothing.
It's just that...
I miss your dad all at Christmas.
- Me too. - Yes.
Me too.
Merry Christmas.
Merry Christmas, mom.
Mom, look what Santa brought me.
A used baseball glove.
Good, friend.
I had one the same.
Is it Santa?
Why would it be Santa? It's already here last night.
Can I pass?
I know I have not been the best mother in the world.
But you...
... somehow you turned out very well.
And Carla...
I want to be like you.
I have stopped betting...
... on horse races.
And I will pay you...
... until the last cent that I have asked for.
Really?
Yes. I even got a damn job.
Are you kidding?
No! I was hired to be in charge of the safety of the children.
Why would they let you do that?
I do not even know how I passed the toxicology test.
Really.
They are crazy.
With what you are going to pay me, I will be able to pay you everything in about 245 years.
Wait. Does that mean...
... that you are going to stay for a while?
If you like it.
Mom.
It's what I've always wanted.
Well, then I'll stay until you want.
Mom...
Mom, I also brought a box of Ziploc bags.
My God.
Shaobing for everyone.
For God, Chinese food at Christmas.
I feel Jewish.
Do you want shaobing?
I would love it.
No, darling. He's Ruth's husband.
Do you know what? As you like.
Hank deserves to have a little fun.
I can not believe we have Chinese food at Christmas...
... and that my mom is loving it.
I can not believe my mom does not bring a sweatshirt with my face.
Girls, we made it.
We retrieve Christmas. It would not have been possible without you.
I love them.
- And we are you. - Likewise.
Hello, is Carla?
Yes!
Ty Swindel.
How did you find me?
I just looked for you.
Hello.
There are so many things that I want to tell you.
Dilas.
I think it's better that I do it with the universal language of dance.
- Shut up. - Yes!
- What dance? - A Christmas dance.
Ty...
Value me.
It's beautiful, Ty.
Oh, my goddamn God.
Turn it around Turn it over. Just turn it on.
Good.
Very good.
It was incredible. Thank you very much.
Go for everything.
Do not cry, darling. Do not cry.
It's very sexy.
- It's my son. - Yes?
- Hi. - He.
It's Jaxon.
- What's up? - Nice to meet you.
- I'll take you. - I love you.
I love you.
Let's go or lose the flight
- Which flight? - Did not I tell you?
Isis, Ruth and I are going to Las Vegas for New Year.
And we're going to see Wayne Newton before he dies.
Are you going to Las Vegas together?
Yes. We are already best friends.
Well, we are new friends.
We are best friends.
Yes, new friends.
Good, Merry Christmas to all.
Yes, Merry Christmas to all.
Hank, bring our luggage.
Merry Christmas to all!
THE CHRISTMAS OF THE MOTHERS REBELS