[ORCHESTRAL NOTES] [BIRD CHIRPING] [MUSIC - INSTRUMENTAL, "O HOLY
NIGHT"] [BELLS CHIMING] BABETTE: Front row at the
VMAs or I'm not going. [LAUGHS] STYLIST: (RAPPING)
Work it, work it. ASSISTANT: What is
she doing in here? BABETTE: Ugh (RAPPING) She bad,
she bad, mm-mm-mm. Evie? STYLIST: Girlfriend, I'm
loving this do on you. Mm. What are you doing?
I'm waiting. Oh, uh, I was just working
on, uh, some ideas I had. Maybe something for the tour? BABETTE: Oh, how cute. Now, why don't you run along
and get me my hot coffee? Hm? Absolutely. ASSISTANT: Can you
even believe her? Seriously?
STYLIST: Who? Don't even worry about
her, girl, you're fabulous. [MUSIC PLAYING] (SINGING) --known you
before, know you too well. [INAUDIBLE] was lies,
your lips made the tell. Sleeping [INAUDIBLE]
encased in those eyes, like you'd erase our
distance and ties. To know that's your
game, I know the game. Hey there, handsome. CHEZ: Wha-- ah, ah, ah! EVIE: Ooh, let me help. Jeez, Evie cakes. I'm so sorry. You can't just sneak up
on me when I'm creating. - Mm, OK.
- No, it's fine. It's fine.
It's fine. OK. - Oh, hey.
- Yeah? I read for a body wash
commercial this morning and I think it went
really, really well. - You would be perfect for that.
- I know. I know. Hey, do I smell
like nachos to you? You know, you really do.
CHEZ: Ha! Awesome. [PHONE RINGING] Is that Babette? Oh, um-- no, it's my dad. He's been after me to come back
for Thanksgiving this year. Hm. I'll just call him later. So you ready for today's order? Oh, you know I am. So the usual then?
- Mm-hm. CHEZ: Mm-hm. [MACHINE BUZZING] [PHONE RINGING] Hello? Hello.
POPS (ON PHONE): Evie-- Hey, can I call you back? POPS (ON PHONE): It's
your grandfather. Oh, hi, Pops. Yeah, look, I'm
really busy, can I-- POPS (ON PHONE): I need you
to come home right away. It's about your father. [DRAMATIC INSTRUMENTAL MUSIC] Oh. EVIE: Pops. You know, your daddy would
want you to keep your chin up. Where's your baggage? [DOOR CLANKS] Uh. Hey. Oh, no. Whoa! [THUD] [MUSIC - CHARLEENE CLOSSHEY, "MY TENNESSEE HOME"] Uh, this is my
boyfriend, Chez Walsh. POPS: Uh-huh. Howdy. [SNIFFS] What's
that taco smell? Yeah. POPS: Let me give
you a hand with that. Oh, oh-- OK. Uh, well, you don't mind
riding in the back, do you? What? [DOG BARKS] Hey. Nice doggy. [MUSIC - CHARLEENE CLOSSHEY, "MY
TENNESSEE HOME"] (SINGING) Like rain
on the rooftops, I can't get them to stop. Start missing that
spot in the road where the wildflowers
grow, I close my eyes and I go back home. My Tennessee home. When mama is calling me from
the porch, feel the breeze, give anything just
to be back home. My Tennessee home. So how's life in California? It's good. It's, uh-- it's busy. When does that album
of yours come out? [MUSIC - CARLEENE CLOSSHEY, "MY
TENNESSEE HOME"] I can't believe you still
listen to this old demo. [INSTRUMENTAL MUSIC] [DOOR CREAKS] I'll put these
in your old room and made up the spare
for your friend. CHEZ: Oh, well, Evie and I can
just bunk together if it helps. [CHUCKLES] EVIE: Honey, why don't
you just go on upstairs? I'll be up in a second. [SNICKERS] [INSTRUMENTAL MUSIC] I remember that day. You kept trying to
get your brother to go out and play in the snow,
but he just wasn't having it. EVIE: Our first
Christmas after mom left. Thomas thought she
might come back and he didn't want to miss her. HONEY: I'm so sorry, Evie. This isn't the homecoming
we wanted for you. [CRACKLING FIRE] [CLOCK TICKING] [MUSIC - BRANTLEY POLLOCK,
"APPLE OF YOUR EYE"] (SINGING) I can't
make it on my own, but my muscles have all grown. I'm still a child
who needs his dad. I'll try to climb the hill in
your shoes too big to fill. But I'm scared that
I don't know the way. I don't wanna say goodbye. Am I still the
apple of your eye? [THUNDER] [RAINFALL] MINISTER: And God shall wipe
away all tears from their eyes. And there shall
be no more death, neither sorrow, nor crying. Neither shall there
be anymore pain. Former things are passed away. Let us pray. Our Father, who art in
Heaven, hallowed be Thy name. Thy kingdom come,
Thy will be done, on Earth as it is in Heaven. [MUSIC - BRANTLEY POLLOCK,
"APPLE OF YOUR EYE"] (SINGING) I don't
wanna say goodbye. Am I still the
apple of your eye? And now you're gone. [THUNDER] Thanks for coming
over to help, Annabelle. Evie cakes, what's the
deal with the cell reception out here? Do they not do mobile
in the boonies? Whoa. Hello, gun control. What is that? That was a gift
from General Ulysses S. Grant to Robert E. Lee. They both served
as junior officers during the Mexican-American
War of 1846. It's been in the Lee
family ever since. We fought the Mexicans? Who won? [LAUGHS] [DOOR BELL] HONEY: Evie? Evie, would you
mind getting that? [PLAYFUL MUSIC] City boy, why don't
you come help me-- - Uh--
- --before you get in trouble? Oh. Hello, Miss Evie. Hi. It was a beautiful service. Thank you for coming. Of course. We're all gonna miss him. It means a lot
coming from you. Thank you. And do you remember
our son, Angel? EVIE: It's good to see you.
- Hi. EVIE: Hi. You got tall. Please, come in. ROSIE: Thank you. Adam? Adam Malloy? It's good to see you, Evie. He means a lot to me. I'd been doing a little
work for him on the side. Miss Honey invited me. I brought a pie. [CELLO MUSIC] Uh, please. POPS: Well, it's beautiful. [INTERPOSING VOICES] ANNABELLE: Mm-hm. Thanks for helping me
with my hair, Miss Honey. POPS: You, too, [INAUDIBLE].
- It's fine. Baby, it's fine. OK, you look good. I was just trying to help. Pops, would you
ask the blessing? (WHISPERING)
Just take my hand. Dear Father,
bless us this food which we are about to receive. Let it nourish us, heal
us, and provide sustenance for the long road ahead. In the good Lord's name, amen. EVERYONE (IN UNISON): Amen. [MUMBLING] Amen. Evie, would you pass
the dressing, please? Yes, ma'am. It's so good to finally
see you, Miss Evie. You're going to
stay for a while? Uh, I have to be
getting back to LA. We actually are starting
a Christmas tour. ROSIE: Oh. Yeah, Babette's doing
an international tour, 25 cities in 25 days.
Get it? Who's Babette? Is she an internet
sensation like you? Internet? I-- I-- no. No, no, no. She has her own record label. Wait, go back. What-- what were you--
what did you say? Oh, Evie here is
famous in these parts. ANNABELLE: Well, I
think it's incredible that you work for Babette. She's so cool. Well, that's all
well and good, but what about your music career? Well, I-- Her music career? [SMIRKS] She works with Babette. What more could she want, right? Yeah, yeah. Yeah. So what is it
that you do, Chez? Me? Oh, well, I'm an actor. Whoa. What movies have you been in? Well, see, I'm more
of a theater actor. Film acting doesn't pay
enough attention to the craft. And at the end of the day,
that's what interests me-- the craft, my instrument,
keeping my weapon sharp. Mm. So what theater have you done? Well, I just wrapped a
staged reading of "A River Runs Through It," where
I played Brad Pitt. [GIGGLES] HONEY: Hm. POPS: [CHUCKLES] Well. What have you
been up to, Adam? [CLEARS THROAT] Um, I-- Mr. Adam just
graduated law school. Law school, really? Where? Vanderbilt. Oh. And you came back here? ADAM: I know the
people of the town. It's a community I
want to be a part of. HONEY: Speaking of, the
Christmas show's coming up. Shame you won't be around. You always were the
main attraction. I, um-- Well, actually, Thomas
and I are starting a band. EVIE: Really?
That's great! Congratulations.
ANGEL: Thanks. Right. I heard you playing last
night, you're really good. What's the name of your band? The Gypsy Moth Experience. That's deep. I don't understand you
kids naming your band after a parasitic insect. [LAUGHTER] EVIE: That's good, Pops. I don't get it. Um, what do you play? I just, uh-- I play the drums. Oh, man, you should
totally play the guitar. Guitar players get
all the chicks, man. Everybody knows that. Look into it. Right, dad? Oh, yeah, you know. [CLEARS THROAT] [CHATTER] Well, Miss Honey, you
outdid yourself yet again. Nothing like a good
meal to warm your soul. Thank you, Jose. I'll help you with
the dishes, Miss Honey. That would be most
helpful, thank you. Angel, before you leave, would
you mind making sure Miss Annabelle gets home safely? Yes, ma'am. ANNABELLE: I'll help clean up. [CHATTER] [COUGHS] Did I ever tell you
this story about little Owen? It was 1972, Owen was
eight years old then. Honey and I had been
together a few years, but little Owen wasn't much
for having me around it seemed. That is until we got a
donkey to help in the fields. [CHUCKLES] Little Owen
insisted we call him Jesus. Not Jesús, Jesus. I tried talking him
out of it, but he was as stubborn as that donkey. And it felt like the first time
we might bond around something, so we let him call him Jesus. [CHUCKLES] Well, one day,
Jesus went missing and little Owen was devastated. He wasn't going to rest
until he found Jesus. Doing everything he could-- walking up and down the street,
calling the good Lord's name, stopping every car along the
way, asking if they've found Jesus. Little Owen never
did find that donkey. But through it all, we
did find each other. [PIANO MUSIC] No father should ever
live to bury his son. And I miss my boy. Oh, I miss him so much. [PIANO MUSIC] [CRYING] [CRICKETS CHIRPING] The stars are
so bright tonight. That's one good thing about
living in the country, I guess. They say in the city, the
stars don't shine so brightly. You know, where
my family is from? Mexico-- the people
believe that there once was a sky without any stars. And? Oh, um, it's just a
Mayan myth about the moon goddess, Ix Chel, who fell in
love with sun god, Kinich Ahau. The moon goddess was beautiful,
almost too beautiful. But the sun god, he
barely noticed her. So one day, the
moon goddess decided she'd make a gift for
him, a tapestry so large that even he wouldn't
be able to ignore it. And when the sun god saw
this beautiful tapestry, he fell madly in love with her. And the tapestry the
moon goddess wove were the very stars themselves. Come on, come on. There we-- oh, oh, oh! Oh, I just had it. Oh, man! - [LAUGHS]
- [SNICKERS] CHEZ: Come on. Gook! [GRUNTS] What is he, signaling
the mother ship? CHEZ: Come on. Well, here's where I live. May I walk you to your door? Um, I don't think
that's such a good idea. Um-- Annabelle Morgan! You better get your butt
in this house right now. I gotta go. Um, thank you so much. I'm coming, papa! [SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC] JACOB: Where have you been? And what's he running
after like that? He's probably illegal. Where's my money, huh? Where is it? [THUD] [CLANKING] [DOGS BARKING] JACOB: [YELLING] [INAUDIBLE]
Don't you hide from me when I'm talking to you, girl! [ROOSTER CROWING] EVIE: What the-- what
time is it, Chez? Time to run. Come on, we already
missed yesterday. [BANJO MUSIC] POPS: Oh, there you are. What's going on? POPS: Evie, this may not be the
best time, but we need to talk. Chez, why don't you go
up and take a shower first? I'll be up in a few minutes. OK, I'll try to save
you some hot water. Why don't you have a seat? OK. We need to go over
Mr. Lee's estate. Is there a problem? It's about the farm. If you wouldn't mind opening
these, we can get started. The land and the tree inventory,
coupled with the house, barn, and equipment-- total, it's around $8 million. Really? I didn't realize
we were that rich. [SNICKERS] That's
because we're not. The government levies a
40% estate tax on property over the $5 million exemption. ADAM: So if you do the math,
you owe taxes on $3 million, which comes to $1.2 million. What? Uh, they can do that? POPS: Oh, yeah. [CHUCKLES] You'd be
surprised what they can do. But how are we
going to pay for that? Mr. Lee did have a $1
million life insurance policy. The policy can
pay the taxes so you wouldn't have to sell the land. Well, yeah, but that's
still $200 grand short. So what does all this mean? POPS: Means Uncle Sam is
reaching into our pockets. To pay him, we have to
finish the year strong. Problem is we're barely
making payroll as is. I mean, you do have
a few other options. You could sell the land
or just the business. That's not going to happen. Sorry, I mean-- POPS: No, the boy's right. My son wouldn't
have wanted that. We'll have to figure
something else out. Well, there is
one other thing. Yeah? Yes? As the eldest sibling,
Evie Lee is designated as the executor of the estate. THOMAS: What? Whoa, hold on. She has control? I can't do that. So if she wanted to,
say, sell the farm, I would have absolutely
no say in the matter. I have to get back to LA. But she hasn't even
been here in years! Thomas, I don't-- Unbelievable. Thomas, wait. [THUD] Best you let him be for a bit. But, Evie, pilot season
is right around the corner and I have got to
get back to LA. Oh, please be soy. Chez, this is all coming
at me kind of fast, OK? Just sell it. What? Sell it.
Sell the farm. Problem solved. What-- what about my family? I can't just sell their home. CHEZ: And why not? Hm? [PHONE RINGING] How do you-- Hello?
BABETTE (ON PHONE): Evie. EVIE: Babette? Um, yes. CHEZ: How do you get a signal? BABETTE (ON PHONE):
Where are you? Stop it. BABETTE (ON PHONE):
I need you back. I had to order my
own coffee today. And they gave me this
black liquid stuff and it tasted horrible! Oh, um, in a few days.
I just-- BABETTE (ON PHONE):
Oh my god, they pushed up our rehearsal
schedule at the Staples Center. Some guy name Michael
Bubble, whoever that is. Hey, Evie, look. Microwavable cardboard. Ha! BABETTE (ON PHONE): This is
a really tough time for me right now and I wish that you
would stop being so selfish and understand that. Uh, will do. Look-- hello? Babette? Babette? Hm. [CLANK] Will you watch
where you're going? Evie? Evie Lee? Becky. [SQUEALS] Oh! Oh, I thought that was you! Oh, you look different. Yeah. Hi, I'm Becky Tamora. Walsh, Chez Walsh. The Tamoras own the farm
down the street from us. BECKY: Well, it's a little
bigger than a farm these days. We're the second largest
Christmas tree producer this side of the Mississippi. But enough about me. Aren't you like some
big LA rock star now? [LAUGHS] Hm? What? What are you doing back home? My father just-- I am so sorry about that. I'd been spending some
time with him recently-- business matters. I was so disappointed
to miss the funeral, but I was out of
town on business. I'm sure you know how that is. Mm. So who's running the farm now? Well, I am. Ah. For now. You know what? We should get together. It has been too long. EVIE: Oh, yeah. [NERVOUS LAUGH] Give me a call. OK. BECKY: So good to see you. Call me. Bye, Becky. Really? Go. OK. Is it possible to
have negative bars? [MUSIC - "JINGLE BELLS"] (SINGING) Oh, what
fun it is to ride in a one-horse open sleigh. And why is there gluten
in everything here? Chill out on the
whining a bit, please. And for goodness sakes, stop
using that awful body wash. I am the future
face of the company. I gotta represent. What is this?
I didn't order this. CHEZ: You cannot eat that. Still your favorite? Uncle Joe. Welcome home, Evie. Oh, I am so sorry
about your dad. The whole town is in mourning. Thanks, Joe. What, these record people
not feeding you out there? OK, hold up.
What record people? JOE: Hey, Adam. Look who's here. Adam. Hi, Evie. But I thought
you were a lawyer. Not until I pass the Bar. Yeah, he gets his
results any day now. He probably aced it. We're all very
proud of this guy. Well, I got to get
back to my cooking. Don't let that dessert
spoil your meal. Thanks. So the special today is a
cheeseburger with lettuce, tomato, and onion-- No, thanks. I'll just have a salad. OK? Vinaigrette dressing on
the side, no croutons, hold the cheese,
and a fruit cup. Oh, and I'd like
the fruit cup first. EVIE: Um, I'll just have the
chicken noodle soup, please. CHEZ: Uh, Evie,
there's meat in that. EVIE: Oh, right. OK then, just a
Greek Salad, please. OK. CHEZ: And that'll
be it, thank you. All right. So, OK, what is the deal
with this whole record internet thing? Oh, that. Um, when I was 18,
I saw a contest to win a recording contract. So long story short, I posted
a video online and I won. Nothing really came out
of it, though, so it's really not that big of a deal. CHEZ: Evie. Hm? Christmas karaoke. Can we do it? Huh? Hm. Sure. Yes! Enjoy that. OK. [ROOSTER CROWING] Rise and shine! [GRUNTS] CHEZ: Come on. Come on, Evie. [GROANS] No. Gotta run off that diner.
Come on. Come on! No, it's freezing. Ts-ts-ts-ts. [COUNTRY MUSIC] Hey! [METAL GRINDING] Um, how you doing? Angel? Hey. Um, Miss Honey sent me in to
see what you wanted for lunch. What's that? Oh, this? It's just, uh-- it's just
something for Christmas. I wanna see. Well, it's not ready yet. Oh. I usually make one
every year for my family so we always remember
our Christmases. How long are you
going to be here for? I mean, until you move on. Um, we'll be here
through the new year. You know, to till the soil. I don't know. Then we'll probably go to
Florida for strawberry season. You're lucky. I'd love to go to Florida. Really? I'd stay here
year-round if I could. Yeah? Yeah. I was thinking that, um-- yeah, but it's stupid. Tell me. Well, I'd love to go to
school, the art school in town. That sounds incredible. You really think so? I do. You know, Annabelle,
about the other night-- Oh, um-- yeah, my dad. Um-- Is everything OK? Uh, yeah. He just, uh-- he was
just stressed about work. All right, well,
I just wanted you to know that I'm here for you. You got my word. Thank you. [WATER RUNNING] [BIRDS CHIRPING] CHEZ: Come on, there's
got to be something. There's something just
not right about that boy. CHEZ: No, no, whoa! Hi, sweetie. Would you help me
with the potato salad, and I'll get started
finishing the sandwiches. Yes, Miss Honey. So what did Angel say? [GIGGLES] His life
is so interesting. I wish I could travel
as much as him. Heck, I've only been
out of the county once and that was a school trip
to the planetarium in Murray. Girl, that's only three
inches over the county line. I know. [SIGHS] I would love to just-- What is that? ANNABELLE: It's nothing. Um, I, uh-- I was carrying
something heavy is all. Is there something
you want to tell me? I, um-- [EERIE MUSIC] I should be getting home. [COUNTRY MUSIC] Some good bass in
there this time of year. Yeah, well, I wouldn't know. I'm not catching anything. [WHOOSH] [PLUNK] Me, Pops, and a few
other guys are getting together to play poker tonight. Nothing fancy. You interested? Yeah. Yeah, that-- that'd be awesome. Maybe I'll have
better luck at cards. What kind of
bait are you using? Um-- The bass out there
seem to like guppies. What are guppies? Guppies, like little
fish you use as bait. Are you trying to tell me
you use fish to catch fish? Well, that's ridiculous. [CHUCKLES] So 7:00 tonight. [SMIRKS] - Barn?
- Yes. Yes, thank you.
That's-- I'll be there. Thanks. [LAUGHS] Cool, classic. Use an antelope to
go hunting deer. [LAUGHS] I invited Brad
Pitt to poker night. [THUD] [ENGINE RUMBLES] [SERENE MUSIC] Thought I'd find you here. What you working on? A new song. Can I see it? Please? Did you write these? Thomas, these lyrics
are really good. Thanks, I guess. Lyrics come easy. It's just the music I'm
having trouble with. Mind if I take a stab at it? Evie, this is folk
music we're talking about. Yeah. You can't just pick up
a guitar and play folk. You have to feel it. You have to be folk. So, what, I'm not folk anymore? No, you're not. You know, what is it
exactly that I did to you? Thomas, I didn't
ask for any of this. Exactly, Evie. I'm the one who stayed
and worked the farm. And yet, somehow, you still
get control of something that you never worked, you never
cared about, and that you left. You left me and you left dad. After mom, you'd
think you'd know what it felt like to be abandoned. You know, what I
don't understand is why don't you
just pay the tax? Or is the farm not
worth your money? [SNIFFLES] I can't. [BANJO MUSIC] All right, all in. POPS: It's too rich for me. Come on. Come on, Pops. That old rifle you got
should be able to cover it. You know how many
people have tried to buy that gun off of me? [CHUCKLES] Not going
to happen, Joe. Never. Worth a shot. [INAUDIBLE]
- [LAUGHS] Will you play already? Yeah, I got nothing. I'm all in. Mi, tambien. All right, let's
see 'em, boys. [BANJO MUSIC] You've got to be kidding me. Four of a kind, of course. I like this game. [LAUGHS] Thanks for inviting me. Yeah, thanks for
inviting him, man. POPS: Well, that's it for me. Time for this old
man to go to bed. JOSE: Me too. I got nothing left anyway. CHEZ: Watch and
learn, my friends. Oh, yeah. How? It's all in the wrist, boys. [SIGHS] It's all I can handle. Don't let this get
out of hand, son. So, you ready to
play a real man game? [SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC] [CLINKING] [GRUNTS] Yeah! What's the score? Match point. Serve it. Watch me. [CLINKING] [GRUNTING] Oh, yes! All right, 22-22. It's on now. You serve it. [COUNTRY MUSIC] [CLINKING] CHEZ: Ah! Yeah, baby. Match point-- me. [COUNTRY MUSIC] [CLINKING] [GRUNTING] (YELLS) Ha! [THUD] [GROANS] Ah! Whoa. I'm good! Chez is OK. [SQUEAKING] [ROOSTER CROWING] Evie cakes. Come on, time to go. Go away. CHEZ: Evie, my body's
my calling card. You know I gotta stay in shape.
Now, come on. Come on, come on.
- Shut up. CHEZ: Come on.
- No. CHEZ: Come on.
- [GROWLS] Oh! If you pull these covers
off me one more time, I'm going to strap
you down and force feed you hamburger, capisce? Now go away and let me sleep. OK, first of all, you
know I don't eat quiche-- eggs. Uh, second, your hair? You really might
want to do something about that before you-- Get out. (WHISPERS) Get out. (YELLS) Now! Get out! CHEZ: I'll go, OK! [COUNTRY MUSIC] Yes, yes, yes, yes! [GRUNTING] And the
crowd goes wild. And the crowd goes wild. Ahh. Oh, ooh, oh, ah. Hey, little buddy. What's your name? Huh? [DONKEY BRAYING] OK. OK. OK. [DONKEY BRAYING] OK, OK. OK. OK. [COUNTRY MUSIC] We need to leave this place now. Did you hear me? Hello? Don't be ridiculous, Chez. Oh, come on. I've been chased by
a chicken and a dwarf horse just ran after me. And yesterday, I said, "y'all." Y'all isn't even a word, Evie. Yes, it is. No. No, it's not. Plus, this place
is changing you. It is. This-- this roadkill-eating,
second cousin-marrying, this oven is-- what is this thing?
- Sh-sh-sh. - Wha--
- Sh. Eugene?
- [GASPS] Quiet. What-- where are you going? I am going to get a latte. OK, you win. We'll do karaoke
tonight and then we'll leave in the morning. Good talk. Well, wha-- [SIGHS] [CLANK] [GRUNTS] OK. [ENGINE STALLING] [GROANING] OK. [HORN HONKS] Where are you
going in such a rush? Getting a latte. I hate to break it
to you, but you're going to be walking a while. Closest thing to steamed milk
is about three towns over. I know how far it is. I grew up here too. That's right, we forgot. You know, I think I can help. You help me? Oh, that'll be the day. High school was
a long time ago. We're both adults now. What I'm saying is that
I have a business to run and you are stuck with
this farm situation. Selling it to me will
help us both out. You are unbelievable,
you know that? [SNICKERS] What do you
want with a little farm in tiny Balsam Falls anyway? You live in Los Angeles
and I live here. I am prepared to make
you a fair offer. I can't sell, OK? I'm not going to kick my
family out of their house. I don't want your
house, just your land. Your family wouldn't
have to move at all. I'm offering you a way out--
back to your life, your dreams. Just be realistic. You're in way over
your head here. Just think about it, Evie. [MUSIC - BROKEN DUCKFEET, "HEY
BARTENDER"] (SINGING) Hey
bartender, won't you pour me some Christmas spirit? Yeah, make it fast
and make it slow. Wow, would you
look at this place? Wow, it is so quaint. A brewsky, my fine fellow. PAT: Coming right up.
- Hey, Pat. Good to see you.
Just-- just some water, please. Pat?
Pat. Of course, it's Pat. [CHUCKLES] [SIGHS]
How do these people take themselves seriously? Girl! CHEZ: Is every day
Halloween here? ANNOUNCER (ON MIC): Well,
time to change it up, get into that Christmas spirit,
and see what kind of talent we have out there.
- Oh, yeah. ANNOUNCER (ON MIC): Christmas
karaoke, coming up next. It's go time. Muah. For luck.
- Hey. [MUSIC - BROKEN DUCKFEET, "HEY
BARTENDER"] (SINGING) When I heard
noise downstairs. So I walked on
down to take a look and there he was
kissing my girl. I said, hey,
bartender, won't you pour me some Christmas spirit? Yeah, make it fast
or make it slow. ADAM: [CLEARS THROAT] Excuse
me, is this seat taken? Um, what are you doing here? Well, I got my Bar results. I passed. Congratulations. I should buy you a drink. CHEZ: Mic, one, yeah. Just a coke. CHEZ: Chez has
entered the building. Walsh, Chez Walsh. Hit it, Joe. [POP MUSIC] (SINGING) What child is this
who laid to rest on Mary's-- I cannot believe
I am back here. ADAM: Tell me about it. I didn't think you'd
ever come back. Well, I certainly
wasn't going to stay around and be a young bride
with 2.5 kids and a white-- Bride?
What are you talking about? Seriously? Every time you'd bend
down to tie your shoe, I was expecting a proposal. It's like you had
everything planned and I was just a spectator. Ahem. Wow, who are you? This is not the Evie I knew. She was nice and
considerate and-- EVIE: You're right. You're right. You're right, I'm
a horrible person. I left and I broke his heart. Evie-- No, Thomas is right. I know what it feels
like to be abandoned. I was devastated
when my mom left. I felt like I had to prove I
was worth something, you know? And maybe that if I
made it big, she-- she might come back. Your mom leaving had
nothing to do with you. She was just
selfish, that's all. But aren't I? I left just like she did. And now my dad is
gone forever and I'll never be able to change that. You are nothing
like your mother. You followed your dreams
with your dad's blessing. You have a great career.
- No, I don't. It's a lie. The whole thing's a lie. I'm not singing. I don't have a record contract. I'm not doing
anything with my life. Wait, what? The record deal
wasn't what it seemed and then I got
dropped altogether. And when everybody
here kept assuming, I just never corrected them. The reality is I live in a
studio apartment in the valley that I can barely afford. And if I'm not back
soon, I'm going to lose my job waiting on
Babette and her little misfits. I remember what your
father always told me. She's a special
girl and the world needs her more than we do. But if you're not following
your dreams, why stay in LA? CHEZ: (SINGING) This, this
is Christ the King, whom shepherds watch and angels-- Oh, my goodness. CHEZ: (SINGING) --sing. Haste, haste to bring him laud-- I think I have to go home. (SINGING) The
babe, the son of-- I'll get your boyfriend. Just let him be. He's having fun. Besides, he'll be
at it all night. I could take you home. OK. I love you, baby Jesus. I think we can
all agree on that. Thank you. [LIGHT APPLAUSE] Walsh, Chez Walsh. Chez Walsh. Oh, that was moving. [CRICKETS CHIRPING] [OWL HOOTING] You know, I know that
people think that I'm silly and that I can't
handle this, but I can. I know you can. Nobody thinks you're silly. At least you still
believe in me, don't you? I never stopped. May I walk you to the door? I think I got
it, but thank you. And for driving me home. Good night, Evie. Good night, Adam. [COUNTRY MUSIC] I-- [SIGHS] JOE: Here you go, buddy. Careful up them stairs. CHEZ: Thanks a lot, Joe. Hey, give Mary a kiss for me. JOE: Will do. CHEZ: Evie! Evie, where are you? [GRUNTS] Mm. Oh, thank god, sleep. Hm? Chez, what are you doing? Um-- What's going on here?
EVIE: Pop! Whoa, whoa, don't shoot. Don't shoot.
- Just put the gun down. It's OK, it's just Chez. POPS: [GRUNTS] How many of those do you
have stashed in this house? Pops, just go upstairs. I'll take care of this. Thank you. POPS: [GROANS] Damn city boy. Chez, what's going on?
Are you OK? I don't know. I don't know. EVIE: Well-- Did you have a good time
with Garth Brooks tonight? OK, look, I had
to get out of there. You were karaoking. Adam was there.
He offered to drive me home. I didn't think it
was a big deal. Oh, whatever, whatever,
whatever, whatever. Whatever.
EVIE: I'm sorry, I'm sorry-- CHEZ: Hey, whatever.
- --but nothing happened. Hey! Sh. Listen. We-- you and me-- are leaving in the morning. You know I can't. Can't or won't? Look, it's either me
or the farm, Evie. That's your ultimatatum. Look, my priority right
now has to be the farm. After all the moments
we've shared, this-- this is where-- this
is where we are? EVIE: Look, look, it's
just until I can get this-- No, no, no, I get it. I get it.
- You know what? OK, why don't we just talk
about this in the morning? No, because there's not
going to be a morning. EVIE: [SNICKERS] You are
obviously drunk, so-- Well, not too drunk to see
what's going on here, though. I'm leaving in the morning
with [BURPS] or without you. [THUMP] CHEZ: Come on, Pops. [THUD] I told you I was sorry. Chez? Evie. Does this mean you
changed your mind? No, I didn't. Look, I'm sorry. I know I dragged you here and
I didn't expect all of this to happen. And I got you caught in the
middle of my drama and I-- I'm really truly sorry. [SIGHS] Oh, it's OK, Evie. Birds of a feather don't
always flock together. Besides, this has--
it's been good for me in a weird "Legends of
the Fall" kind of way. [BANJO MUSIC] So friends then? Friends. Ooh, uh, that body wash. Yeah, I know. This stuff's starting to
give me a really weird rash. [LAUGHS] [PHONE RINGS] Go for Chez. Sweetness. Yes. Yes, thank you. Thank you. I'll be there tomorrow. Thanks. I got it. I actually got it. [GIGGLES] That's amazing. You are looking at the new
spokesman for Manly Men body wash available in beef jerky,
rich mahogany, Cuban cigar, and, of course, nachos. [HORN HONKS] Bye. Bye. [COUNTRY MUSIC] Let's go. [INAUDIBLE] I'll miss you, Buddy. You're not going with him? I'm not leaving, Thomas. [BELL CHIMES] I've seen that look before. Oh, it's you. What do you want? So has Evie said her goodbyes? Excuse me? Well, I thought
since Chez left and she was going
to sell the farm, she'd be going back to LA too. She would never do that. Why then do I have this
contract in my hand all ready to be signed? Nu-uh, Adam. You may be a lawyer, but
you're not my lawyer. I've got to go see the Lees now. You should stop on by. [COUNTRY MUSIC] [BELL CHIMES] [TRACTOR RUMBLING] This is beautiful. Yeah, we call it
the secret field. I wish you didn't
have to leave. Maybe I don't. I applied for the
spring semester. It'll only be a few
classes at first. But it's a start. Come on. ANNABELLE: Where are we going? ANGEL: Just follow me. [MUSIC PLAYING] ANNABELLE: [GIGGLES] ANGEL: This one right here, OK? ANNABELLE: Wow. Or like little
ones right there. ANNABELLE: Where did you go? [LAUGHTER] ANGEL: Come on, right here. Butterflies! How pretty. Those aren't butterflies. ANNABELLE: What's wrong? Angel? ANGEL: Oh no. We've gotta go, come on. What? [MUSIC PLAYING] (SINGING ON RADIO)
But you're my home. You know me more
than I know myself. Hi, Pops. Hey, Buddy. Here's some apple cider. Oh, thank you. Yeah. Yeah. What does she want now? My boy already told
her we're not selling. Don't you worry about it. I'm going to go
take care of this. [MUSIC PLAYING] What are you doing here? Whoa, slow down. Look, based on our
last conversation, I figured I'd write
up an offer so you can make a more informed decision. That is all. [MUSIC PLAYING] (SINGING ON RADIO) Friends
and lovers come and go. For the final time,
I'm not selling, Becky. Now, get off my property. All right, have it your way. But I always get what I want. ANGEL: Evie! Come on. Evie! Gypsy moths in the secret field. [TIRES SQUEALING] [DOG BARKING] Oh no. JACOB: Annabelle! Annabelle! Where you been? Get your behind in
this car right now. Come on. EVIE: You stay here, [INAUDIBLE]. What do you
think you're doing? Huh? Letting his kind touch you? Why, you little tramp, you. [DOG BARKING] [GASPS] [DOG BARKING] [DRAMATIC MUSIC] THOMAS: What's going on? None of your business. No daughter of mine is going
to be seen with an illegal. Now you get in
this car right now! Do you hear me?
- No. Oh, come on!
Go ahead, do it! Do it! Pull the trigger,
you crazy old man! - No, Pops, [INAUDIBLE].
- Come on! You think I care? Pops, no-- That's enough. Come on. Now, Jacob Morgan,
you calm down! [LAUGHS] How dare
you talk to me? It's all your fault-- giving her ideas. HONEY: Jacob, you need to leave. Get in the car. Pop-- I'm telling you,
it's your last chance. HONEY: No, she stays here. So if you know
what's good for you, you'll just be going along. [SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC] Never. You hear me? Don't you ever think
about coming back. [CAR STARTS] [TIRES SQUEALING] ANGEL: It's gonna be all right. Are you OK? Gypsy Moths in
the secret field. [PIANO MUSIC] POPS: That was beautiful. EVIE: Pops, you know I'd save
the farm if I had the money. I know you would. EVIE: Becky even offered
for us to keep the house in exchange for the land. I mean, she tried. And maybe in my-- my lowest hour, I might
have considered it, but I'm not going to sell. POPS: I brought you something. EVIE: What is it? POPS: Did your father ever tell
you about the time he lived in Chicago? I knew he lived there, but I
don't know anything about it. POPS: It was a few
years after high school. He had big dreams in
advertising, thought he wanted the big city life. [CHUCKLES] He was
successful too. But one day, he up and left. Said he wanted a family,
a simple fulfilling life. He called the city a mirage. Sounds about right. Said he wanted to put his
sweat and love into something, and be able to pass it
along to his children. So you see, you and Thomas
are his legacy, not this farm. Well, get some sleep. We have a long day ahead of us. Pops, I don't want you
worrying about the farm, OK? Evie, I may not move
as quickly these days, but there's still
fight in me yet. [CHUCKLES] I love you, Pops. [INSTRUMENTAL MUSIC] [BIRDS CHIRPING] [MELLOW MUSIC] Well, it's worse
than I imagined. So what does this all mean? Well, the moths themselves
aren't the problem, it's the eggs. When they hatch,
the caterpillars feed on the needles. Which can kill a tree. And if the outbreak's bad
enough, the entire field. If the inspector shows
up, sees it as bad as it is now, they can quarantine us. We can't ship trees out of
state that have been infected. The farm needs
some shipments to go if we're going to make it. OK, well, let's quit
this talk about failure. What can we do? We can spray. The boy is right. That's about our only chance. Let's get started. [PHONE RINGING] BECKY: Get me the
Department of Agriculture. [UPLIFTING MUSIC] [KNOCKING] Be right there. [KNOCKING] [DOOR BELL] Jeez, hold your horses. What can I do for you?
- Hello, ma'am. I'm with the Tennessee
Department of Agriculture. Can I speak to the owner? Did you eat yet? Oh, ma'am, I don't
want to be rude, but I am on a tight schedule. Oh, of course, you are. I am just going to
run down to the pantry and get some fresh coffee. So you just make
yourself at home. Yes, ma'am. All right. [MUSIC - "DANCE OF THE SUGARPLUM
FAIRIES"] [EXHALES] Evie! Evie! Hey! HONEY: Evie! Hey, what are you doing? Woo! He's here! He's here. Honey. Woo! Honey, who's here? Get your behind
back to the house. The inspector is here. Woo! OK, um, all right. Hurry, hurry, hurry. Hello, ma'am. Hey, how are you? Are you the owner? Yes.
Yes, I am. What can I do for ya? Uh, we've received a report of
gypsy moth swarms in the area. Hm. You notice anything
of those sorts? Uh-- Do you mind if I take a look? [SOMBER MUSIC] It's OK. Hm, you see this here? This is not good. How bad is it? INSPECTOR: Well, until I inspect
more trees and more the fields, I'm-- I'm not going to know. The good news is that
we're only going to have to quarantine the one field. The rest seem fine. Ms. Lee, I need you
to sign right there. Right there? You bet. I'm so sorry. It's not you. [SOBBING] Well, thank you. This doesn't look good. I'm just surprised
you haven't threatened to shoot him with your gun. [CHUCKLES] He's just a
man trying to earn an honest living like the rest of us. EVIE: [CRYING] [GRUNTS] WAITRESS: And what else
can I get for you to go? [MUSIC - "OH, CHRISTMAS TREE"] (SINGING) Oh, Christmas tree. Oh, Christmas tree. Coffee? You got anything stronger? Oh, that kind of morning? You could say that. I just got a call
about gypsy moths. I think I just lost the
farm for that young lady. You know, I've been
married 25 years and I've never seen a
woman cry like that. [COUNTRY MUSIC] Joe, we got a problem. If your projections
are accurate, I think we can do business. BECKY: My new acquisition
will be closing very shortly and we'll be able to-- SECRETARY: Wait, you
can't go in there! Are you behind this? I have no idea what
you're talking about. BUSINESSMAN: Is there
some sort of problem? What's going on here? Is there nothing
off limits for you? Is there anything-- anything
at all-- that you hold sacred? The Lees are a great family. And you-- trying to
profit from their losses. BUSINESSMAN: I'm going
to have to leave. ADAM: Someone needs
to stand up to you. You think this whole
town is for sale and you can just buy everyone
and everything in it? Well, not this time, Becky. I'm not going to stand
by and let that happen. [THUD] [SOLEMN MUSIC] [CHILDREN LAUGHING] [SOLEMN MUSIC] So how bad is it? We'll figure it out. You know, I had
everything under control before you came home. [LAUGHS] Well, in that
case, I will be on the first plane back to LA tomorrow. Is that what you want? I wouldn't blame you. Not if you paid me
a million dollars. Tell me what
you need me to do. EVIE: Oh, hey, Pops. I was thinking we could
talk to the IRS about this-- This is for you. What is this? [CHUCKLES] Oh, no,
Pops, tell me you didn't. POPS: There's this guy
in Chicago who's been interested in it for a while. Couldn't go any higher, but
I figured every bit helps. But that gun's been in
the family for so long. POPS: Family,
that's what matters. Not some rusty, old gun. Thank you, Pops. OK, enough of that. [DOG BARKING] Better go see what
he's into now. OK. THOMAS: Can you believe that?
[DOG BARKING] POPS: I'm coming! I'm coming. OK, um-- let's see,
with Pops' check-- POPS: Well, I'll be. [DONKEY BRAYS] What is he-- [DOG BARKS] [DONKEY BRAYS] Oh, my goodness. EVIE: Oh, my.
Isn't-- POPS: Jesus. [PIANO MUSIC] Hey, do you sell
Christmas trees here? How much? It depends on the kind. What's the best kind? Locally grown. I'll take 20 then. EVIE: Adam, that's way too much. ADAM: Look, the other
night, I told you I never stopped
believing in you and I'd like a chance to prove it. How about dinner? I would like that a lot. [COUNTRY MUSIC] You know, once a
storm came through here. Big storm. Your dad was the first
one out at my place, cutting timber and
putting the roof back on. Wasn't a day went by he wasn't
out looking for somebody to help. Here's a thousand bucks. Go plant him some trees. Joe, thank you. Thank you. Hope you don't mind,
we brought a few friends. [UPLIFTING MUSIC] Oh! Oh my. [LAUGHS] ADAM: Annabelle, you know,
if you go down this path, there's no going back. Yes, I understand. I'm just tired of being afraid. The judge has agreed-- at Honey and Pops' insistence--
to grant temporary guardianship to them until you come of age. [COUNTRY MUSIC] You would do that for me? We already think of you
as part of our family. I don't know what to say. I'm-- Welcome to the family. [MUSIC - "O COME ALL YE
FAITHFUL"] (SINGING) Triumphant. O come ye, o come
ye to Bethlehem. Come and behold him,
born the King of Angels. O come let us adore him. O come let us adore him. O come let us adore
him, Christ the Lord. [CHEERING] [LAUGHS] [MUSIC - "SILENT NIGHT"] (SINGING) Silent
night, holy night. All is come-- Do you guys want drinks? Sounds good. I-- yeah, you guys go ahead. I'll catch up in a second.
- Are you sure? Yeah, yeah, yeah.
Go for it. All right. Hey, Pat. Guys!
Oh, my gosh. JOSE: You look beautiful.
Very graceful. You like this turn out, huh? Oh, man. Yeah, it's awesome. I'm really happy for you. And I'm going to miss
you down at the diner. Come on, Joe, you serve
the best meal in town. We'll see plenty of me. Merry Christmas, you guys. Merry Christmas. Merry Christmas. WOMAN: Evie! Hey. Hey, it's good to be home. Uh, for a long time, I was
struggling to find my way. And it took me coming home-- seeing where I've come from,
the people who love me, the people that I love-- to remind me that I
was already a part of something really special. And by coming back
home, I realized that you can't just
chase your dreams, you have to live them as well. The lyrics to this song
were actually written by my little brother, Thomas. Dad, this is for you. We miss you and we love you. [MUSIC - CHARLEENE CLOSSHEY,
"EVERGREEN"] (SINGING) I'll fall down
on a bed of needles, soft as a baby's cradle. Tree tops rocking up high,
they sing to me your lullaby. Wake up on Christmas morning,
smell the coffee brewing. Sitting round our
Christmas tree, Mom and Dad there next to me. Take a deep breath of fresh air
with the scent of evergreen. Running through the rows
of growing Christmas trees, I know I'm alive,
horizons are wide. I feel so alive when I'm home. I'm the one who stayed
and worked the farm. And yet, somehow, you still
get control of something that you never worked, you never
cared about, and that you left. You left me and you left Dad. (SINGING) My mind
drifts in the fire light. Their faces fade into white. Alone by my daddy's chair,
I wake up in the frosty air. I know everybody thinks that I'm
silly and that I can't do this. But I can. I know you can. You still believe
in me, don't you? I never stopped. (SINGING) Take a deep
breath of fresh air with the scent of evergreen. Running through the rows
of growing Christmas trees, I know I'm alive, horizons
are wide, I feel so alive. When I'm running through the
rows of growing Christmas trees, I know I'm alive,
horizons are wide, and, yeah, I feel so alive. We've had a good life
together, haven't we? We have a good life. EVIE: (SINGING) Oh. Oh. Take a deep breath-- So you never forget
this Christmas. EVIE: (SINGING) --of fresh air
with the scent of evergreen. [APPLAUSE] [CHEERING] Oh, awesome! EVIE: Thank you. Oh, I love you. Oh, and I love you too, Pops. [CHUCKLES] I love you. Fantastic. EVIE: Thank you. JOSE: [INAUDIBLE], always. EVIE: Thank you so much. That was incredible! [SQUEALS] Your lyrics
are absolutely brilliant. THOMAS: I'm really
proud of you, sis. Thanks. [INSTRUMENTAL MUSIC] Merry Christmas, Adam. Merry Christmas, Eve. [COUNTRY MUSIC] You're Babette. Hey, uh, I'm-- I'm-- I'm-- I'm Chez, Evie's old, uh-- No autographs. Just get me a, uh-- Oh, OK. OK, yes, I'm getting it. I'm getting it. A tres grande, four-shot,
sugar-free, hazelnut, easy foam, extra hot, soy latte. Right? BABETTE: You're good. [MUSIC PLAYING] Ugh. [SCREECHES] [SQUEALS]
She's everywhere! [MUSIC - CHARLEENE CLOSSHEY, "MY
TENNESSEE HOME"] (SINGING) Lonely,
sometimes it finds me, wraps its arms around
me, ever so tightly. Tear drops, like
rain on the rooftops, I can't get them to stop. Start missing that
spot in the road where the wildflowers grow. I close my eyes
and I go back home. My Tennessee home. When Mama is calling me from
the porch, feel the breeze, give anything just
to be back home. My Tennessee home. Blue sky, rain in the spring
time, snow on the hillside, leaves red as red wine. We all pray-- we all pray-- at
church every Sunday-- at church every Sunday--
wash our sins away in the creek near
that spot in the road where the wildflowers grow. I close my eyes
and I go back home. My Tennessee home. When mama is calling me from
the porch, feel the breeze, give anything just
to be back home. My Tennessee home. Where I learned to dream
my dreams, chase the sun, spread my wings, trust that one
day they will bring me home. My Tennessee home. My Tennessee home. Tennessee home.
