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ADULT TERRY: I suppose our lives
are really just a collection of moments.
Some moments tell us who we are,
others, what we might have been.
MAN: Hey.
Hey, Chief.
It's the birthday boy!
You going any way in particular, Terry?
Going to see my dad.
Your old man was supposed to come fishing with me
before it got too cold.
He's working.
Well, someday.
When he's not working, okay?
Okay.
All right.
Happy birthday.
Thanks.
ADULT TERRY: I mark my ninth birthday
at the moment I tried to cross the distance
dividing my father and me.
I went looking for my father
in a world he kept separate from me.
A world of summer people who came to Rose Point.
My father worked as their caretaker,
opening their mansion cottages at the end of May each year,
and maintaining them through the long Maine winters.
It was a place where people named their houses: Northwinds,
Fairhaven, Kettlecove and here, Serenity Cottage.
Some men are making money right now.
I'm making ice.
What are you doing there? You lost?
I thought you were going to the carousel.
I thought maybe we could go together.
Can't. I got work to do.
See, I have a job.
And these people,
they can take away my job, just like that.
And then where would we be, hmm?
Poor.
You got it.
The Wentworth family is coming up
to Serenity Cottage for Christmas again.
They want a skating rink.
Where they come from?
New York City.
It's backwards, you know.
No heat. The pipes will freeze.
I guess people are just silly sometimes.
Anyway, I've a mountain to climb
to get this place ready.
Can I help?
What do these people think they're doing?
Don't they know it's winter up here yet?
I wonder.
Summer people.
They're supposed to migrate with the birds.
We shouldn't have to deal with them again until June.
Get the door, huh?
Don't touch anything.
Look, this isn't a place for kids.
His shop was my father's kingdom,
a place where my mother, when she was alive,
had never been welcomed.
This was the center of his life
and I longed to be a part of it.
Son.
( saw grinding )
Stay clear.
The top.
Got it?
Got it.
First thing we gotta do is them shutters at Serenity.
Be sure you dress warm now.
( knocking )
Yep? Morning, Mac.
Morning!
You want some coffee?
No, that's all right.
I just stopped by to drop something off.
For me?
Maybe you should wait for Christmas to open that, hmm?
Nah, go ahead
and open it now-- it's a birthday present, too.
Wow. A fingerprinting kit.
Just like the ones we use at the station.
Well, we gotta get going.
Yeah, go out and freeze to death, you two.
What do you say?
Thanks, Chief.
Ah, you're welcome, son.
You go and, uh, keep your old man in line now.
( chuckling )
Well, come on.
Let's get 'em settled.
Where are we? It's freezing.
Serenity!
I don't know why I let you talk me into this.
MAN: Here we are.
Ah, everything looks great, Mac.
Thanks, Mac. Thanks a million.
MAC: Sure.
And you, you must be your father's right-hand man.
Charles Wentworth. I'm Terry McQuinn.
A strong handshake. That's good.
How old are you, son?
Nine.
Wow. What are you, tall for your age?
This is my daughter, Katherine
and she's...
You want to tell Terry how old you are, Teapot?
Mm-hmm. I'm four.
Hey. ( giggling )
So, what do you want for Christmas, son?
I already got this.
It's a fingerprinting kit.
Wow. Look at that.
Teapot, should we give Terry
our fingerprints?
Put your thumb here.
Press and do mine.
And your other fingers there.
All right. Okay.
Fingerprint.
And there?
Yep.
Boom!
Look how pretty yours are.
Here, you want to keep them?
Thank you.
You know what?
I'm gonna put these in a safe place.
Aren't we going to go see the sick children, Daddy?
Yes, we are, sweetheart.
You know what?
I want you to go upstairs.
I want you to wash the ink off your hands.
I'll be right down, okay?
Excuse me, Mac. I'll be right back.
Sure.
Come on, sweetheart.
Let's get those hands washed and something warm to drink.
Okay.
I don't remember it being this cold.
It's winter, ma'am.
Ho, ho, ho, ho!
Oh, not that again.
Come here!
My husband has been apologizing
for my money ever since he began spending it.
But he makes up for it
on the tennis court, don't you, dear?
And the golf course.
He used to be an All-American football hero.
That's enough, dear.
That's enough.
Hey, Mac, will you let your son come with us?
It's a tradition of mine.
Every Christmas we try
and cheer up the children at the hospital.
Come on. We won't be gone long.
Oh, come on, Mac.
It's Christmas.
Christmas is a time for children, right?
Come on.
Come on, Teapot.
Ho, ho, ho, ho!
BOY: It's Santa!
Are there children in here? Ho, ho!
You look like you need a Christmas present.
Merry Christmas.
Ho, ho, ho, ho!
Merry Christmas. Have you been good?
Bring one to your friend over there.
Hold on.
Merry Christmas!
Give this kid a present. Thank you!
Merry Christmas!
Can you skate, son?
Not really.
I have skates.
That's right. She can really fly across the ice,
can't you, Teapot?
Uh-huh. You taught me daddy.
We'll be back at the cottage in no time.
Whoa!
( tires screeching )
Katie!
Look out, Katie!
( thud )
( Katie crying )
Are you all right?
( grunts )
Oh, my... God...
( labored breathing )
OFFICER: Yeah, I need you to make a report on it, all right?
Take the measurements.
TERRY: It's okay.
( Katherine whimpering )
Let me help you, Katherine.
There.
We're gonna be okay.
What happened?
A woman's dead.
Her child's in surgery now.
They broke down by the side of the road.
Wentworth's car ran over them.
He's disappeared.
Disappeared?
We're out looking for him now.
Thank you... for bringing him home.
You shouldn't have been in that man's car.
Someday you'll know who you are...
and where you belong.
There were a lot of prayers that Christmas.
Prayers that the child would survive.
Prayers that Mr. Wentworth would be found.
None of the prayers was answered.
Mrs. Wentworth had my father close the place that winter.
He never took me to work with him again.
MAN: Hey, Terry, nice speech..
( chatter and laughter )
( sighs )
Dad.
Hey, what are you doing here?
Thanks for coming.
Oh, no.
That ceremony over already?
Should've known better than to expect you to be there.
Yeah, well, Mr. Jacobi called me
and I just didn't think it would take me this long.
Couldn't he get one of his other lackeys to get ice for him?!
What did you say?
You heard me.
( sighs )
Climbing over that gate--
you can get arrested for that.
We've never had a criminal in this family before.
We've never had a family.
Never had a family?
Then who've I been working for all my life, hmm?
A bunch of people that don't care about you.
I have spent my entire life providing for you.
Well, Dad, you did a great job.
You get out of here.
You get out of here now and don't ever bother me at work again!
Yeah. I'd better let you go.
I think I hear Mr. Jacobi calling.
I hope you get a big tip for this.
You know what your problem is?
You think you're better than me.
Oh, I will be.
I'm shoving off, Pop.
I'll try to keep in touch.
That day, I took a vow
that I would be a better man than my father.
I wouldn't lose sight of the things that are important.
Charlie, that outline you sent over is totally unacceptable.
Bill Sanders is never going to approve it.
Now, I need to hear back from you ASAP.
And if you can't reach me here, try me on my cell.
I want to hear back from you right away.
( knock at door )
Hey, Bill. What's up?
The Chandler deal got the green light.
Well, I told you not to worry.
That takes care of your weekend. Sorry.
Don't be.
I'll talk to you later, Terry.
All right.
Wendy, there it is.
I need that by noon, all right?
( phone ringing )
Hey, six girls from the typing pool and the Swiss Alps.
Oh, that sounds like Christmas to me.
Oh, I can't. Why not?
Too much work.
Deck the halls with piles of money, huh?
Do they still have typing pools?
( typing )
( phone ringing )
Terry McQuinn.
Hello, Terry.
It's your father.
My doctor wants to speak with you.
Hi. Uh, my father is a patient here.
His name, please.
Uh, McQuinn.
I'm sorry. I'm not finding him.
How do you spell that?
M-C-Q-U-I-N-N.
That's the last name.
Oh, I'm sorry.
Uh, I'd better call his doctor for you.
Your father...
He died?
I'm sorry.
This is a very nice piece.
It should get a good price.
Mr. McQuinn, did you have a list of things you'd like to keep?
I haven't been back here in 20 years; you can sell it all.
The auction house could write you a check
for $5,000 for the whole lot.
$7,500.
I'll have to check.
I want everything out of here by the end of the week,
so the realtor can start showing the place.
That would be no problem, sir.
I never saw this.
Is that your mother?
She died when I was little.
I thought my father got rid of all her photos after that.
He never wanted any up.
( backup signal beeping )
WOMAN: Hey, sleeping beauty!
Hey, you can't sit here.
Can I turn around here?
Be my guest.
Thanks.
I walked towards Serenity Cottage,
thinking how far I'd ventured from this place
and the person I'd been when I'd last seen it.
The years now seemed to have gone by in a flash.
I wonder if my father had felt the same loss at the end,
if he'd been surprised at how quickly his time had passed.
( phone rings )
GIRL: Please leave your number for my Mommy.
( beep )
All right. Um...
I'm calling from Rose Point.
Uh, here's the number...
It's 207-555-0139, for your mommy.
Okay.
( phone ringing )
Hello.
Hi, I'm returning a call to Mr. McQuinn.
There was a message
left last night.
Uh, yeah, yeah. That was me. Yes.
( groans )
Is everything okay, Mr. McQuinn?
Uh, I'm not Mr. McQuinn.
I mean, not the Mr. McQuinn
who's opening your cottage for you. I'm his son.
His son? When I spoke with your father,
he didn't tell me he had a son working with him.
I'm not working with him.
I'm here from California because my father died.
Mr. McQuinn died?
Yes, Yes...
I just spoke with your father on Monday.
I'm-I'm so sorry.
How well did you know my father?
I didn't know him.
I've never been to Rose Point.
We just spoke on the phone.
I'm leaving. I was supposed to leave last night.
I'm just trying to tie up some loose ends here.
You'll have to find someone else to open your cottage for you
if you're coming for Christmas.
Um, I'm sorry,
I'm going to have to go here.
I'll try and call you back later.
Okay. I'm so sorry.
Bye.
Okay. Bye-bye.
WOMAN ( over P.A. ): Doctor Brand, call extension 2357.
Doctor Brand, call Extension 2357.
( elevator bell dings )
Respiratory therapist to emergency.
May I help you, sir?
Um, I, uh... I wanted to buy some presents
for the children for Christmas.
There's a tree for presents, down the corridor.
Would you like to contribute to the Children's Gift Fund?
Uh, I knew a man named Charles Wentworth.
Did you?
Yeah, I came to this hospital with him
one Christmas Eve, a long time ago.
We brought presents for the kids.
That was the last time I saw him.
30 years ago, on Christmas Eve,
after Charles Wentworth
delivered gifts for the children,
there was a bad accident.
You remember.
Uh-huh.
Hmm.
I was on shift when the little girl came in.
That poor family... and Charles.
He came to work here a few years after that.
We became great friends.
Is he still here?
Oh, no. I'm so sorry. I didn't mean to mislead you.
Charles is dead.
Now, since he passed away, we established this fund
and every year at Christmas,
we bring gifts for the children, in his memory.
Hey, can I show you something?
Come on.
I first met Charles right in here.
He was standing here, holding his mop
and he was gazing out those windows.
Now, he worked nights, and every once in a while
I would find him here on his breaks.
He swore he could see the lights of Rose Point from here.
( chuckles )
Well... that's not possible.
Do you know why he ran away?
The police ruled
it was an accident.
There were no charges against him.
He was lost.
He disappeared.
Charles killed a woman and her child.
I think he would have taken his own life
if it hadn't been for his daughter.
He kept hoping he'd see her again.
Of course, there was never any chance of that.
Why not?
His wife divorced him and took the child away
and he agonized over that.
And then one evening he just...
he just didn't show up for work.
And, I thought, "Well, that's my fault
I finally pushed him too hard."
But then his brother came
and told me he'd died.
It was a heart attack.
Hey. How are you?
Good. You?
I'm all right, thanks.
Um, I could use some help.
That's what we're here for.
What can I do for you?
Well, I'm looking for someone
who can open up one of the cottages at Rose Point.
We might be able to find somebody.
I'll... I'll ask around.
What's your name?
Terry McQuinn.
My father was caretaker out there.
Mac?
Oh, look, I'm real sorry about your dad.
Thanks. There's a work order in my father's shop
to open up Serenity Cottage for Christmas.
Yeah. He was in here on Monday telling me about it.
After all these years,
the Wentworth's daughter is coming back.
The daughter?
( phone ringing )
Yeah?
Wendy... Can you hear me?
I'm still in Maine.
Yeah, I know. The contractor...
I know, I know, I know.
Look, uh... yeah there are 14 different things
I'm supposed to do in the office today.
But look, I'm thinking of staying here for a few days.
There's some work here...
( phone connection breaking up)
Wendy, can you hear me?
Yeah. Can you hear me?
Hold on, I'm losing you, hold on.
I'm going to go outside.
Hello?
Hold on.
Can you hear me?
( phone connection breaking up)
Wendy...
Look, you're... you're breaking up.
Um, let's... just put all my calls on voice mail
and I'll check in later. Yeah.
Okay. Just get back to us, okay?
( keys rattling )
( starts engine )
People say I should sell this place.
But I'm not smart enough.
You followed me from Rose Point.
I saw a light. I thought...
Yeah, I was helping a man open a cottage.
My father?
You're... you're Mac's boy?
I am.
Well, that's something.
He and I were talking about you just the other day.
I'm going to miss him.
My name's Warren.
Terry.
I remember spending a lot of time here when I was a kid.
Your father rebuilt most of these carousel horses for me.
He charged me a small fortune for the work.
But, uh, he was worth it.
Yeah, he was good at what he did.
Oh yeah, he was the best.
So... you came home.
I won't be here long.
I'm going back to L.A. in the next few days.
Oh yeah, you don't want to stay around here.
This time of the year
there's nothing but cold here.
Oh, yeah... you catch your plane tomorrow.
I can take care of the cottage for Mac.
Nothing I can't handle there.
So, my father never told you, I guess,
but Serenity Cottage has quite a history.
No. Really?
You don't see stars like this where I live.
Too much smog.
Well, good night.
Yeah.
KATHERINE: 12 bedrooms?
And a locked gate.
( chuckling ): That sounds dreadful.
Well, I've rigged it to stay open.
Eventually, I'll find the key.
Your father sent us keys.
Oh. That's good.
I never asked you your name.
Katherine.
Uh, are you sure it's not going to be
too much of an imposition?
Olivia and I...
Olivia? Your daughter?
My sleeping beauty.
She's on my lap, snoring away.
How old is she?
Six.
Do you have any children?
No.
No, um, a friend of my father's has offered
to open the cottage for you,
but I was thinking that I-I may stay around
a few days to help him out.
Oh, oh, that would be very kind of you.
We're so excited.
I've been telling Olivia
that our Maine days are going to be live-over days.
Days so wonderful, you want to live them over again.
( sighing ): Anyway, I'll let you go.
Um, have a safe trip home.
Yes. Good night.
Bye.
( sighs )
As a boy, I stood in this room with my father,
and I had dreamed of one day becoming him.
That was before we became so angry at one another.
You knew these were here.
Hmm. These photographs-- all of these pictures--
your father saved 30 years ago,
before the movers could take them away.
When he showed me these pictures for the first time,
he said that nobody should ever be
completely forgotten in this world.
Your father and I had an argument, after he got word
to open up the place again for Christmas.
I said we should take all of these things away.
Why?
Sometimes, things are better left the way they are.
Do you think he saved these things,
in case she ever came back?
I don't know.
Imagine my old man caring about these things.
I talked to a woman
at the hospital who knew Charles Wentworth.
She told me he died.
( sets down picture )
So...
what do you say, son?
You want me to take over from here,
so you can catch your plane?
There's nothing here that I can't handle by myself.
Uh, you're probably right.
I ought to just hire you
to open the cottage and head back home.
But I'd like to stay a few more days,
get things started with you.
You know, it's amazing,
but I'm actually enjoying
getting some dirt on my hands, for a change.
Well, it's whatever you think is best.
Looks like I'll have to... get me a different coat.
I spent half the night working on that.
My father might not be too impressed.
Don't sell yourself short.
It belongs to Serenity Cottage.
Never saw this picture before.
Hmm.
You may be too young to remember,
but after your mother became ill,
your father brought her to ride the carousel
every Saturday morning.
Did he?
Hey. So, you stuck around for awhile.
Yeah.
Decided to stay and open the cottage
for Katherine Wentworth.
Didn't exactly bring
the right clothes from California.
Well, good for you.
That's a big job.
Yeah, but I've got some help.
A friend of my father's named Warren.
Oh, Warren Wentworth?
What did you say?
Warren.
The old-timer from the carousel.
Charles Wentworth's brother.
You're a bad liar.
I always was.
Do you want to tell me the truth?
I wish you hadn't come home from California.
That's no offense to you.
I don't mean to hurt you in any way,
but this isn't easy for anybody.
What isn't easy?
The truth.
( tires squeak )
( horn honks )
WARREN: The symphony is on tonight.
Another half hour, I'd say.
( tires squeal )
( horns honk )
WARREN: It's the warmth from the engines.
I think of them as fallen angels,
spread out like that.
There's my brother.
Charles Wentworth.
You told the woman in the hospital he was dead.
Yeah, Callie Bronson.
Well, she tried to fix what couldn't be fixed.
He came apart after he met her.
He couldn't go back to work.
I thought that would be best, but I-I don't know what's best.
I don't know what's right.
I don't know anything.
If you want to leave those photographs
in the cottage for Katherine, you can.
Roll down the window. Call to him.
Tell him his daughter is coming up here
to Rose Point for Christmas.
I don't know. Do...
do whatever's in your heart.
Why don't you hang on to these?
KATHERINE: Are you still at Rose Point?
Yes, uh, I should be leaving in a few days.
Look, I-I meant to ask you, um...
what room did you sleep in when you came here as a child?
( chuckling ): I'm sorry.
I'm in the midst of a tickling fight with a little monster.
Um, uh...I-I've never been to Rose Point.
My mother closed the cottage after my father left her.
Just before I was born.
Your mother never brought you here?
No, too many painful memories, I guess.
Oh, okay.
Well, I see.
I want to talk to him, Mommy.
Olivia!
( giggling )
Hello?
We're excited, Terry McQuinn!
Is there snow there?
Um, well, there's a little bit, and I'm sure there's going to be
quite a bit more when you get here.
Okay.
( giggles )
Oh, hi.
Well, uh, thanks for everything.
Don't mention it.
I'll, uh, I'll let you go, then.
Okay, okay. Good night.
Some men are making money;
I'm making ice.
OLIVIA: What does it look like, Mommy?
KATHERINE: The house is the color of the sky.
It's all blue, with windows everywhere and shutters.
It has a huge porch, and five chimneys
and it looks like a castle.
It's really beautiful.
( dog whining )
Uh, hello.
I thought we were alone here.
Have you come to Maine for Christmas?
Um, no... I-I'm Terry McQuinn.
Oh, you decided to stay?
I did.
Oh, I'm Katherine. Nice to meet you.
Uh, this is my Olivia.
Uh, that's Lawrence, our family friend
and driver.
Uh, Livvy, this is the nice man
who opened our house for us.
I remember you, Terry McQuinn.
You do?
Oh, oh, from-from the phone.
Well, um... we'd better go in and get settled.
Yes.
It was a pleasure to finally meet you.
It's great to meet you.
Hopefully, we'll see you again soon.
Bye.
Do you want a sandwich?
Take a sandwich.
The changes to paragraphs one, two, nine and 12 are perfect.
( dog barks )
However...
Uh, however, I suggest
we also make changes to the terms of compensation.
( barking )
( barking continues )
( wind howling )
( whining )
( turtledove cooing in distance )
( air hissing )
It's just over there.
Hello again.
Good morning.
It's Terry McQuinn.
Yes, it is.
Was everything okay last night?
Yeah. You did so much work for us.
I don't know how to thank you.
I had help. It was good work.
I... I enjoyed it.
Good for the soul, you mean.
Ah, but not for the hands.
Are we to blame for that?
Just my own stupidity.
KATHERINE: I was thinking on the way up,
you must have worked here, as a boy, with your father.
You may have met my mother.
Uh, my father only brought me out here a couple of times.
He didn't think I belonged out here.
( laughing gently )
KATHERINE: Livvy's been fascinated by the gate
from the moment we first arrived.
One of these keys opens it.
Uh, I think it was the small one.
Oh...
I dropped it.
Here, Mommy.
Wonderful!
Thank you, love.
You're welcome.
Here, you may want to make yourself a copy?
Sure. I'll get this right back to you.
Okay.
We've eaten, but have you had any breakfast?
Um... I have, thanks.
But I was actually hoping
that you'd like to go with me on a little adventure.
An adventure.
What did you have in mind?
I'd like to show you something.
Okay.
TERRY: Were you warm enough last night?
KATHERINE: We were fine.
I spent most of the night walking from room to room.
It was strange, but I couldn't get over
this incredible sense of deja vu.
My mother swears she never brought me here,
but she revises history.
She just told me about the place last month,
before she and her new husband left for Europe.
I think it was 'cause she felt guilty.
( indistinct conversation )
Uh... you know what?
I, uh, I think I made a wrong turn here.
I'm sorry.
KATHERINE: Here, look what Olivia found last night.
Uh, Lawrence said they're someone's fingerprints.
A little Sherlock Holmes
must've stayed in the cottage once.
( laughs gently )
Here it is.
( switch clanks, generator whirls )
Oh, Terry!
A carousel!
Olivia, what a special surprise for us.
Thank you.
Olivia, there's a horse here
that's been waiting for you to ride.
Really? Uh-huh.
Come on.
( chuckling )
I'm gonna lift you up, okay?
Okay!
All righty, here you go.
There you go.
This one has a pretty mane.
Can you feel that?
Yeah, it feels wavy.
( laughing )
Bumpy.
I want to go, Mommy.
Okay, Teapot.
Well, a friend of mine runs this place,
but he doesn't seem to be around.
( lever clanks )
( festive music playing )
Oh! Oh!
( both laughing )
( laughing )
( Olivia laughing )
It's a magical carousel ride.
( Olivia's laughter echoing )
TERRY: So how long's the cottage been in your family?
My understanding is that my mother's grandfather bought it
after making a fortune inventing a machine that made shoelaces.
Shoelaces? Amazing!
Does she see anything?
Not anymore.
Uh, up until the first year, she could see bright lights.
I was teaching her colors,
but we never finished.
I don't know, Terry.
There's a lot that is sad all around us,
but I'm trying to teach Olivia
that the world is still beautiful.
I mean, bad things happen,
but it doesn't make a carousel ride any less magical.
I loved the carousel, Terry McQuinn.
Well, I'm glad you did.
You know, when I was a little boy
the carousel was my favorite thing in the world.
What's your favorite thing now in the world?
( sighs )
That's a good question.
TERRY: I guess, Olivia, that...
that I would have to say that my favorite thing in the world
is the water.
OLIVIA: What does the water look like here?
Uh... it seems to go out forever.
And there's this island right out in the middle.
It's called Pumpkin Island.
Oh, let's go there, Mommy!
Oh, sweetheart, it's wintertime.
It's much too cold.
I'm not cold. Are you cold, Terry?
Well... no.
As a matter of fact, I'm not cold.
Please, Mommy?
We'll see.
Okay, we'll see.
( laughs quietly )
( sandpaper scratching )
You grew up in a beautiful place.
I ran away from here.
To find fame and fortune?
Oh, I don't know anymore.
Just to be someplace far away from Maine.
You know, when I was a kid,
I was so determined to leave here,
and now that I'm back, I...
the reasons why I left are becoming less clear to me.
Don't we all try to escape where we came from one way or another?
You think so?
Yeah.
My mother had all the money in the world,
and yet she was unhappy.
And all I wanted to do was to separate myself from that--
do something meaningful.
And what was that?
Social work.
A far cry from Park Avenue.
You seem content.
Yeah, that's 'cause of Olivia.
She's a beautiful little girl.
Yeah, she is.
When I first met her, she was nine months old,
and she'd already been in four foster homes.
Nobody wanted a blind baby, not even my ex-fiancé.
I took her in.
Fell in love.
I couldn't give her away.
She's lucky to have you.
I'm the lucky one.
You know, Katherine,
doing this work
for you and Olivia...
it's the nicest thing I've done in a long time.
( laughs )
Should I give it a try?
Sure, go on.
Be careful.
( laughing ): Okay!
How is it?
This is great!
( laughing )
Listen, uh, tonight, in the city
they're doing Dylan Thomas's
A Child's Christmas in Wales.
Would you like to go with us?
If-If you're not too tired from working.
I won't be too tired.
Good.
We'll pick you up at 7:30.
Do I need my tux?
Absolutely.
( laughing )
OLIVIA: ♪ Over the hills we go
♪ Laughing all the way, ha, ha, ha! ♪
Someone told me I might, uh...
find some men down here
to help clear the ice off the cottage roofs.
I guess not.
We can ride the elevator up from here, Olivia.
Mmm! That'll be fun.
That'll be fun.
Uh, you go ahead.
I'll be right there.
Okay.
Mommy... Mm-hmm?
Excuse me.
Would any of you like to work for good wages?
It's, uh... ten dollars an hour.
More if you stay through Christmas.
Can I take some of these men with me?
Sure.
I'll pick you up here in the morning.
What time?
7:00 okay?
Yeh.
Thank you.
Yeah, Wendy. It's Terry.
Uh... yeah, I got your message last night.
When you get in and you get this message...
uh, tell Sanders I'm drafting
a new version as we speak,
and I'll get it to you right away.
Okay. Bye.
( Jack barks )
Whenever you're ready.
KATHERINE: It's great that you found those men.
What men?
Terry has some nice men
cleaning the roof of the cottage.
Why?
Well, so that the roof doesn't leak and fall in.
It's going to be freezing out there.
I'm not cold.
Oh, that's right.
Terry, I didn't tell you.
Olivia doesn't get cold.
Do you?
OLIVIA: Never.
No. Well, not even the other night,
when you and Jack were out walking?
Olivia, were you out by yourself?
No, Mommy. Jack was with me.
Honey, you know you're not meant to go out
without me or Lawrence.
I'm sorry. Jack wanted to take a walk.
KATHERINE: Jack always wants to take a walk.
We'll talk about it later.
I think Jack really likes it here.
( laughs )
I do, too.
How would you like to live here?
But what about all my friends in New York?
We'll make new friends here in Maine.
Terry is our friend already.
Hold on.
OLIVIA: Would you live here with us, Terry McQuinn?
We have 12 big bedrooms.
I counted them.
( laughing ): I feel like the Swiss Family Robinson.
Just tie it off up there.
May I lift you out, Olivia?
Lift me, Terry.
( chuckling ): Come here.
Aw.
Hey, you know what?
If I was Jack,
I'd be so glad to have found a little girl like you.
Blind like me?
Exactly like you.
TERRY: Come on, Jack.
Let's go.
( Jack barking )
( sniffing )
Mommy, Jack found something.
What is it?
"Our beloved dog, Sally."
What is it, Mommy?
A dog is buried here.
Sally.
My mother talked about a dog I had
when I was a little girl.
I don't remember the dog, but her name was Sally.
OLIVIA: It's your dog, Mommy.
That's why Jack and I found it.
No, darling. It couldn't be.
Let's go, Olivia.
We should start walking back.
She's so independent.
KATHERINE: Olivia will always be the most important person to me.
It's funny, I... I don't know where it comes from--
the closeness I feel.
KATHERINE: Olivia has taught me to live in the present.
It's this great gift that small children give to you.
There is no future to a child.
There is only what is here and now in front of you.
( wind howling )
OLIVIA: What's happening?
Terry, be careful.
The water's freezing.
KATHERINE: Terry!
Terry... oh!
What's going on?
Where is he?
Is he in the water?
( grunting )
Don't move!
OLIVIA: Where is Terry?
Is he all right?
( grunts )
( panting )
KATHERINE: Come here, baby.
Put this on.
( straining )
My hands are frozen.
( groans )
Okay. Sit down, baby.
( grunting loudly )
Okay, don't worry, everything will be okay.
( grunts )
( panting )
( Katherine grunting )
KATHERINE: We'll be home soon.
But I need you to lie next to Terry
to help keep him warm.
( grunting )
( continues grunting )
Here, grab the rope, will ya?!
( grunting and groaning )
( groans )
( knock on door )
Come in.
Feeling better?
Yeah. A hot shower thawed me out pretty good.
Yeah, thank you.
Good, good. One of the men would like to talk to you.
Sure.
He's driving us back.
You dry enough?
Yeah.
( clears throat )
Uh, the other guys wanted me to ask you for our money.
I said we could wait if you can't pay it now.
No, no, no, of course, sure.
Um... will a hundred for each of you be enough?
Oh, yeah, more than enough.
Okay, well, it's still a little wet from the lake.
Here you go.
Thank you.
No, wait, please.
Do you remember the man who was caretaker here?
You knew him once.
I'm... his son.
You and I have been gone a long time.
But we've both come back.
In the hospital, there are presents for the children.
They have your name on them.
My name?
Charles Wentworth.
Hey...
I won't be back tomorrow.
No, no. I-I can use the help.
I'm sorry.
( whines softly )
( knock at door )
Come on in.
( wind whistling )
( sniffles )
You sure California can survive this long without you, son?
I'm trying to help your brother.
Guess he couldn't handle it.
I want to show you something.
Come on.
He called me for a ride this morning.
It's the first thing he's asked me for in five years.
I don't want anything to happen to him.
I don't want to lose him.
He was my brother long before
he had anything to do with these people out here.
Warren, we have no right to keep them apart.
When your father first told me
that she might be coming up here,
I asked him if he knew what kind of woman
she had grown into, and, of course, he didn't.
I'm worried that she might be like her mother.
She might hurt him.
Can you understand that?
I took them for a ride on the carousel.
I know. I was there.
You may have been right all along, Terry,
but I'm still concerned
that my brother won't be able to face her.
We sat in the car
and waited for you to come back that night.
Yeah, well, I couldn't live with myself.
It was an accident.
It was a mother and her child.
I came back here, though.
I used to sleep on people's boats in the harbor.
I hid in the woods by the golf course.
I was here, I was here hiding in the pump house
when the movers came.
I watched them.
I never came back here after that.
They took everything important.
Not everything.
My father saved some photographs of you with your daughter.
( laughing )
Ow!
So every year on December 25th,
we celebrate the birth of Christ.
"C" is for Christmas.
What do you want for Christmas, Olivia?
I don't know.
Hmm. Well, I'll bet Santa Claus knows.
All right, I better get this angel into her pajamas.
Just a little while more.
It's late.
You've had a busy day.
A live-over day, Terry.
For me, too.
Good night.
Bye, bye, pumpkin.
( wind whistling )
( sighs )
( phone ringing )
Hello.
Terry, it's Bill.
Listen, I've been all over Wendy
to get those contracts back from you.
Yeah. I'm working on them.
Well, she says she sent them to you days ago.
I'm doing them right now.
( knocking )
Listen, I know it's not a good time, but...
Look, they're almost done.
( whispering): You're busy. I'll just leave this.
No, no, no. Come in.
Uh, Bill, uh, I, I'll get 'em to you tomorrow.
Some pie.
Thank you.
Lawrence survived it but he has a cast-iron stomach.
I've got a fork here somewhere.
You fixed the sled here with your father's tools.
Yeah, anything that doesn't fall apart an hour after I fix it,
is a miracle.
If my father was here,
he could do it five times better
in one fifth the time.
It's good.
I've been thinking about what you said to me...
...about how
Olivia has taught you to live in the present.
How do you live?
The future, always.
You are only as good as your next deal.
That's a tough way to live.
Yeah. I know.
I didn't used to think so.
This is the future, too.
Being here with you.
What do you mean?
I never knew it, but...
I've been waiting a long time for this
and I've been looking for you.
Where?
Everywhere.
Maybe I shouldn't have done that.
No, no.
It was the right thing to do.
You sure?
I'm sure.
This is hard for me.
When I adopted Olivia,
I built this small world for us
where I could love and protect her.
I realize I've been protecting myself
and I'm scared to let anyone in.
Katherine, that's what my father did.
He built this small world for himself.
Only he worked himself to death
because he never let anyone in.
Not even his own son.
Maybe he was afraid.
I don't know.
In my way,
I think for the last 20 years
I've been doing the exact same thing
and I don't want to continue to make that mistake.
You won't.
OLIVIA: I'm in my pajamas,
all ready for bed.
Aren't you something?
I want Terry to tell me a story tonight.
Oh, uh...
well, I've never told a bedtime story before.
I think I have an idea.
You ready?
Yep.
You ready to try it?
Let's go, then.
Ticklish?
Yeah, ticklish!
Ticklish!
Look who's sleeping.
( whispering ): I told her a story about a bird
who invades mailboxes,
and carries away all the unwanted mail.
The bills and the sad letters.
There was a child
who befriended the bird
and together they read all the letters.
Rewrote them and took out all the sad parts.
How does it end?
I'm not sure.
Maybe it's better that way.
For the last two nights, she's wanted to sleep here.
Thank you.
Would you do something for me?
What?
I want you to go back in your mind
to your earliest memory.
I don't have a good memory.
Just try.
Everybody says that.
Just try. You have to try.
( both chuckle )
I remember our family doctor sitting on the end of my bed
telling me I had measles.
( chuckles )
I must have been about six or seven, I guess.
Go back farther.
I remember standing in the fog on my first day of school.
I was wearing my shiny shoes.
My mother said I called my patent leather shoes
"my shiny shoes."
I loved them.
Mm...
I remember those shoes.
Of course you do.
You were standing right beside me.
The shoes had elastic straps
that held them on.
The right strap was loose and the shoe kept falling off.
( gasps )
You couldn't know that.
Tell me how you know that.
I, I sprained my ankle
and the bandage had stretched the elastic on my right shoe.
You couldn't have known that.
On my ninth birthday
I was given a fingerprinting kit.
This is you, Katherine.
You were here, in this house.
I knew you when you were a little girl.
And this is
your father.
You were here with him.
What are you talking about?
When you were a little girl, you came to Rose Point
with your parents for the holidays.
No, I, I, I never came here.
I never knew my father.
Yes, you did.
Your mother divorced him and she took you away.
But he's still here.
You're not making any sense.
Katherine,
the man who helped us the other day,
the one who carried you from the boat.
His name is Charles.
Stop it, Terry!
Stop it!
I'm sorry. I'm sorry.
Stop it!
I've been wanting to tell you, Katherine.
You didn't say anything!
I was trying to do the right thing.
By keeping it from me?
I feel like a fool.
I went on and on about never having been here.
I'm so sorry.
You knew.
My own father stood right next to me
and you knew?
I was just trying to respect his wishes.
And what about mine?
Did you think I wouldn't care?
I, I didn't know what to think!
There wasn't any plan.
When you first got here, I wanted to tell you,
but then you seemed so happy.
I was worried it would upset you.
Please...
Just go, Terry! Just go!
( door slams )
Yeah, uh-huh.
I seem to have settled everything here.
I'm on a flight this afternoon.
I'll be in the office in the morning.
WOMAN: All right.
I'll see you then.
Bye.
( dog barks )
Hello, Olivia.
Terry!
I wanted to come and say good-bye.
I'm sorry.
I have to go home now.
It's time to get back to my job.
Good-bye, Terry McQuinn.
Merry Christmas.
( Jack whines )
( siren wails in distance )
Charles!
I'm heading back to L.A. this afternoon.
Well, it was nice to see you again.
I told Katherine everything.
She knows who you are.
I wish you hadn't done that.
I didn't do it for you.
This belongs to you.
I think my father would want you to have it.
They look very happy together, don't they?
I remember that.
Do you?
You pulled through for us again, Terry.
Percy is in love with the deal.
Ecstatic.
Well, that's good. I'm glad.
That's a big boost for you up the partnership ladder.
Terrific.
I hate it.
It is the worst contract I've ever seen.
I told you five times a separate trailer for my gym.
I want to see an acceptable contract by noon.
I'm not being rude. This is just how I feel.
Well, Terry.
I'm sure you can handle it.
I'll talk to you later.
And don't forget lunch with Switzer, huh?
( knocking )
This could be a big problem.
We could lose the client. Mary?
Robbins?
I don't know, Bill.
Terry, what do you think?
I think...
Terry?
It's story time at my house.
TERRY: Hello.
Merry Christmas, Terry.
Katherine?
I woke you. I'm sorry.
I didn't even think about the time difference.
No, I was awake.
I wanted you to know... we're all here.
My father. All of us.
I was hoping for that.
Well, thank you. It's because of you.
I'm so glad it worked out.
Terry...
I-I was wrong.
I needed time to think.
When you left, I realized everything.
I should never have let you go.
Katherine, are you sure?
I'm sure.
I've fallen in love with you.
I know your life's out there now.
I know.
Not anymore.
Turn around.
What?
Just turn around.
( laughs )
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