Holiday Road Trip (2013) Movie Script

♪ Oh, we wish you

a Merry Christmas ♪

♪ We wish you

a Merry Christmas ♪

♪ We wish you

a Merry Christmas ♪

♪ And a Happy New Year ♪

♪ Good tidings we bring ♪

Maya...

I know it's a few days

before Christmas and all,

and I know that this is

a very special time for us.

It's the anniversary of

our very first date together.

Davis, this has been

the most wonderful year.

Now, I know you know me,

and you know I'm the kind of guy

who just can't keep a secret,

especially when it comes

to giving gifts to someone.

You're acting like a little kid.

I know, but if you'll just

forgive me this one time,

I would love...

for you to marry me.

Yes, of course I'll marry you.

I love you.

Telephone.

What?

I said, "Telephone."

Snap out of it!

Oh, gosh! I better go.

I don't want to be late.

Have fun.

Oh, Patrick,

I'm really glad you're here.

In fact, I'm surprised

you're still here.

Look, the end of the quarter

meeting is today at 4:00,

so I need to make sure

you get Scoots groomed

and looking his best, okay?

Unlike the last time

I asked you to do that.

The dog isthe mascot

of our product line.

Oh...

Patrick!

Whoa!

You're unbelievable.

That isn't the first time

I heard that this week.

The meeting's at 4:00.

I know the meeting's at 4:00.

You know what? I don't see

what you don't see in me, okay?

I mean,

I'm a good-looking guy.

I'm available most weeknights.

And my father owns the company.

You also have the attention span

of a 13-year-old boy.

Oh, yeah?

Hey, what time's the meeting?

Hey.

Hi.

This place is really fancy.

You were running late

so I went ahead and ordered.

Great. What am I having?

Crab cakes.

Oh, my gosh.

You remembered.

That's what we had

on our first date.

That's so romantic.

Cocktail?

- Please.

- Good, because...

I already ordered you

a martini.

Oh. Wow.

Your food will be ready

in just a few minutes.

Thanks.

- Oh, a double?

- It's Christmas.

Mm.

Look, I'm really looking forward

to our trip to Nassau.

Me, too.

I'm counting the days.

Great.

I mean, that's my girl.

I just want

to make sure that...

we both understand exactly

what this trip is,

and... we don't put

any extra meaning on it.

It just is what it is.

Right.

What-- What is it?

It's a good time.

It's you, me, on the beach.

Right. It's you and me

on the beach.

Because I wouldn't want

our great time

to be ruined by some

emotional rollercoaster.

We don't want to have planning

and the commitment

and the rings.

It's just too hard,

but listen.

This really doesn't having

anything to do with you.

This is just how I'm feeling

right now. It's me.

It's really about me.

It's not about you.

Look, Maya, the thing is

you're a sweet girl,

but lately I've been

feeling like--

God, you're here, right?

This is you up here,

and this is me down there.

Oil and water, right?

And salt and vinegar.

- Fish and chips.

- Exactly.

And we should just

go and have a great time

and not think about

any of this stuff.

I thought you--

I thought you were going

to propose to me today.

Propose? Me? Today? No.

I mean, I might someday.

Hug?

No, no, don't worry about it.

The drinks are on me.

Damn right it is.

Merry Christmas!

I want you to take a look

at Patrick's receipts, Max.

Just look at 'em.

Winslow, can't you see

that I am busy, please?

Max, you're going to be

even more busy

trying to explain your son's

expenses to the stockholders.

Nightclub, nightclub,

- Maserati rental.

- Yes.

$2,000.

He is just a kid.

Max, he's over 35 years old.

After his mother passed away,

I let him run wild.

Max, he's irresponsible,

he's unreliable, he's--

He's my son.

He's the sole heir

of the Pet Products empire,

and I am confident that he will

make a wonderful CEO...

someday.

What about today?

What?

Max, Scoots' handlers had

to cancel due to an accident,

so we have no one left to escort

the dog across the country

to Los Angeles.

Why don't you let

your future CEO handle it,

unless you feel that he can't

complete such a simple task.

No, I'm not worried at all.

Patrick's a perfect choice.

You want to bet on it?

You know,

I find your insinuation

an affront to my entire family.

- And yes, I accept your bet.

- What?

You want to put your money

where your mouth is?

You'll be sorry.

Morning, everyone.

Merry Christmas.

- Merry Christmas.

Merry Christmas.

Oh.

Now that that's out of the way,

let's get down to business.

- Winslow.

- Christmas, as we all know,

is the biggest gift-buying

season of the year.

It's great for some,

but can be crushing for others.

Say that again.

Pet Products, the king

of the luxury pet market,

has fallen into a little bit

of a slump this past quarter.

Scoots' breath mints

and shed-free shampoo

have not been exactly

flying off the shelves.

Things could be a lot better.

So what do we do?

Well, I'll tell you

what we do.

We make every dog fancier

in America

fall madly in love with Scoots

this holiday season.

Clara and Scoots are going

across the United States

in a goodwill tour

ending up in Los Angeles,

where Scoots is going to be

the Grand Marshal

of the Beverly Hills

Christmas Day Parade.

That's brilliant. I didn't know

Scoots could drive.

Oh!

He can't.

That's where Patrick comes in.

What? Me?

Scoots' handlers

are out of commission,

and so you are going to drive.

I thought we were going to do

the father son Christmas thing

together this year for once.

Son, it's all been settled.

You're going to drive,

and Clara, who is the head

of corporate communications,

is gonna handle all the PR.

Uh, sir, I know

I said I could go,

but, uh, my mother's plans

have suddenly changed,

and she's on her way here

for Christmas.

She's already in the air.

I'll go.

You?

Yes, me.

Dad...

I would love to go

to Los Angeles

and spend Christmas

with my folks,

and I just-- I can't afford

a plane ticket, so...

Oh? Why not?

Because you don't pay me enough.

Well, then that's perfect.

It's now 4:10,

December 21.

You have enough time

to drive to Los Angeles,

stopping along the way

to introduce Scoots

to his adoring fans.

It's going to be a lot of fun.

If Scoots misses that parade,

don't bother to come back.

Well, Winslow?

Bravo, Max.

He's not good enough for you,

and he never was,

and that should fuel you

to move forward with your life

and find somebody better.

At least you'll be home

for Christmas.

Mama and Papa

will cheer you up.

And you can't beat Christmas

at home with your folks.

I know.

I just have to survive

this whistle stop

cross country tour

with a shaggy animal...

and a small dog.

You'll be fine.

It might even be fun.

Oh.

Well, we're gonna

leave tonight.

Yeah, all right, so we'll

see you in a few days.

I promise you, you'll get

a chance to meet him.

Okay, I love you. Bye.

So, your mom wants to meet me?

Uh, my mom wants

to meet Scoots.

Oh.

Madam, your chariot.

Oh, no, no, no.

Where's the SUV?

SUV, mess-u-vee.

This is a classic

land shark, Maya.

It's got a satellite radio

to rock on down the highway.

It's got a nice big shower,

big beautiful bed.

Whoa.

Make that two beds.

It even has a kitchen

to cook.

You know, don't confuse me

with one of your

floozy girlfriends, okay?

Excuse me. I would never

date a girl that cooked.

Or showered.

Ouch.

If you so much as look at me

funny, I'll neuter you, okay?

Shh! Don't say that stuff

around Scoots.

He's very sensitive.

♪ Woke up this morning just

a little bit late for work ♪

You know,

before we go any further,

I'd really like to go over

our ground rules for this trip.

Ground rules?

Okay, Mom.

I require unanimity for all

major decisions on this trip.

- No loud music, no partying.

- No fun.

That's right. Now can you

please just zip it

while I finish my list?

No burping, no drinking,

no profanity.

It makes me feel

very uncomfortable.

No road rage, tailgating,

passing or speeding.

And like right now

you're speeding.

Could you just take it down

a notch for me?

And, uh, yeah,

you can sign it right here.

Maya, darling,

you don't have an impulsive bone

in your entire body.

You're right, I don't.

Now sign it.

Come on, here.

Thank you.

That is your word.

Gross.

You're really gross.

Let's not forget something.

My father owns the company

that you work for.

And you're forgetting

something else.

I happen to be

the junior vice president

in charge of non-human

relationships.

Non-human relations, Patrick.

Non-human relations.

It means you walk the dog.

So?

You don't have

to agree with her.

♪ Go, go, Santa ♪

♪ Whoo ♪

Working late again, Crachit?

Yes, sir, Mr. Scrooge.

I just really wanted

to get this out of the way

with the holidays coming on.

You're not exactly one

to knock off early.

True, but that's my name on the

firm's front door, young man,

not yours.

Maybe someday.

That's what

I'd like to chat about.

Sir?

Well, Eugene and I have been

discussing your situation.

We really like the way

you handle yourself,

and with Edward retiring

at the end of the year,

we'd been thinking about perhaps

expanding our partnership

once again.

- Expanding?

- Yes.

Now you know

our firm has a tradition

built on integrity and values.

Family values.

Our clients trust and expect

that the company

will run as it has

always been run,

on these strict core values.

I understand completely, sir.

That said,

we are looking forward

to offering you

a junior partnership.

What was your

young lady's name again?

Well, um, Maya.

Lovely girl.

Any matrimonial prospects there?

Um, I'm not really sure.

Oh.

That's too bad.

Remember,

marriage is the rock

that many great foundations

spring from.

I've seen the way she looks

at you when you're together.

You could go far,

perhaps to the top,

with a girl like that

in your corner.

You know, you're right, sir.

You're absolutely right.

Of course I am, son.

Well, think it over.

It's the most important

decision of your life.

What was I thinking?

Hey.

Will you help me open these?

Oh, yeah, sure.

Oh!

What?

These can't be good.

There's some sort of clear

gooey substance on top.

What are you talking about?

It's great.

Come on!

You don't know what's good.

- Ugh!

- Yeah.

- Mmm!

- That is disgusting!

Scoots would not complain.

Scoots sniffs his own behind.

No. What, you're not hungry?

No. I ate yesterday,

thank you.

You know, I'm just trying

to be friendly.

And if you're gonna get upset

every time that

I offer you something,

this is gonna be a long trip.

You're right. I'm sorry.

Thank you,

but I'm fine, thanks.

Okay, apology accepted.

Now let's play

the license plate game.

What?

The license plate game.

When a car passes,

the first one to call out

which state it's from

gets a point.

Oh.

Come on! You were a kid once,

weren't ya?

I was a kid.

We just didn't travel a lot.

We didn't have a lot of money

for vacation.

I wasn't a rich kid, okay?

Well, this should be

a real treat for you then.

This is a delight.

West Virginia.

One for Scoots.

West Virginia again.

It's usually

a lot cooler than this.

You think

we're in West Virginia?

Yeah, probably.

What's that say?

Yes! Yes!

Barbecue!

Curly's Rib Ranch?

Lovely. The only restaurant

for miles around,

and it has to be

in a barnyard.

- You'd be right in your element.

- You got that right, darlin',

because I love me

some barbecue.

There's not another restaurant

for an hour and a half,

and I can't hold out

that long.

Two against one.

Okay.

Ugh. This is--

See, that's

what I'm talkin' about.

It's a real barbecue place.

- Howdy!

- Oh!

Hi. Table for two and a half,

please.

Hmm. Ain't no dogs

allowed here.

This ain't no mere dog.

This is Scoots.

You know, the most famous dog

in designer pet products.

Well, I'll be.

- It is Scoots!

- Yeah.

I use his mango conditioner

on my beard.

Have any table you want.

Thank you so much.

You're welcome.

Yes.

Well, I'll be. Hah!

Scoots in my place.

There's sawdust on the floor.

Check the guns at the door.

Really?

I mean, come on.

Seriously, Maya,

it's Christmas.

It's the time of year

where people put forth

just a little extra effort.

So can't you just

step outside the box

'cause I think you might

actually enjoy yourself.

I happen to love Christmas,

all right?

Except your idea

of Christmas and mine

are very, very different.

Oh, really?

Really.

Y'all decide yet?

Got some brand-new specials

up on the board.

It all looks so good, darlin'.

You know what?

Can I see your wine list?

Wine list?

Wine.

You know, I'll just take

your house cab.

We got bourbon, honey.

I can bring you

a glass of that.

It's made locally.

You know, forget it.

Um, nothing for me.

Just get Scoots here

a nice meaty rib bone.

That'll do it.

Something grass-fed.

Sauce on the side?

It's made with bourbon.

No, no, we're fine.

He's underage.

How 'bout you?

It all looks so tempting.

This is gonna

take a moment, darlin'.

All right, sugar.

I'll get that rib bone started.

Yeah.

Take care of the rib bone.

Can you keep your eyeballs

in your head?

Actually, no.

Are you jealous?

- Are you kidding?

- I'm not kidding...

because you and our waitress

look exactly alike.

Do you want me to hurt you?

Do you?

Do you have any siblings?

Any that lived?

You're a riot.

Because I have you pegged

as an only child.

Don't try to analyze me,

Patrick.

Don't waste your time.

I'm not trying

to analyze you.

It's just that

you're so... you.

You've been handed

the job of a lifetime,

VP of a major corporation,

and you walk around like

some sort of slacker teenager.

You have a total lack

of ambition, Patrick.

Hey, my lack of ambition

has got me where I am today.

That's my point.

Don't you want more, huh?

Don't you want your dad

to respect you?

Of course I do.

What do you think

that this trip is all about?

If I don't deliver that dog...

on time,

what do you think's gonna

happen to my trust fund?

And then what's gonna happen

to my love life?

Because we both know women

are only interested in me

- for my money.

- Right, right,

and has nothing to do with

the girls you're dating, right?

You're engaged right?

Yeah, any day now.

When's the big day?

It's, um, it's tentative.

Now's just not really

the right time for us.

And that's him talking, right?

That's guy-speak for,

"I love ya honey,

but I'm not exactly

done looking yet."

You know, Patrick, I don't think

you're any position

to discuss my love life.

All I know is that you're with

a bachelor you can't stand

and a dog on a road trip

at Christmastime.

That's what I know.

Oh, look,

it's my boyfriend calling.

Speak of the devil.

Hi!

- Davis--

- Please don't hang up.

I have nothing to say to you.

Well, I have something

to say to you.

What, "Hug?"

Look, I'm sorry about that.

I'm sorry. I'm sorry

about everything.

I just get so wound up

and obsessed with my career

that I sometimes forget

what's really important to me.

Yeah, great.

Are you done?

Because Curly's is about to

thrown down some ribs on me.

Curly's? What, are you

at a barbecue joint?

- I don't believe it.

- Oh, really?

Well, I am not as predictable

as you think I am, Davis.

Maya, I know you like a book,

and you want exactly

the same thing that I want,

which is another chance.

Just because I love you--

no, I'm sorry...

loved you,

doesn't mean that

you can walk all over me.

I work too hard

hustling doggy breath mints

to be treated

like a pee-pee pad.

Will you just at least

tell me where you are?

Clara said that you were

at some kind of holiday

publicity tour with a dog.

Yeah, somewhere between

Washington and Los Angeles.

I don't know.

Chainsaw Massacre,

West Virginia.

You're driving across

the country alone.

I didn't say I was alone.

And I happen to be traveling

in the lap of luxury.

Maya.

Don't mean to interrupt,

but you gotta see this.

It's awesome.

Would you please? Come on.

Who was that?

Davis, I have to go.

I hope you find whatever it is

you're looking for.

I'm sure it's under

a rock somewhere.

Wait! Maya!

♪ Jingle bells, jingle bells ♪

♪ Jingle all the way ♪

♪ Oh, what fun it is to ride ♪

♪ In a one-horse

open sleigh, hey ♪

♪ Jingle bells, jingle bells ♪

♪ Jingle all the way ♪

♪ Oh, what fun it is to ride ♪

♪ In a one-horse open sleigh ♪

All right, everybody,

one time for the big time!

- Say cheese.

- Cheese!

Right on the money.

Happy holidays!

Scoots and Pet Products

thanks you.

Aww...

Fantastic. That's, um--

That's fantastic.

No way!

It's a crispy

pig ear appetizer.

Scoots, I know you love that.

You know what?

This makes me

very happy for you.

Hi, this is Maya.

I'm not available to take

your call right now,

so leave a message,

unless this is Davis,

in which case

you can stop calling me

because you are so dead to me.

Bye!

Curly's Barbecue.

West Virginia.

Ah, I got you.

Curly's Rib Ranch.

Oh, Maya, what are you doing

to your palette?

Ah-choo!

You okay?

I think Curly's pork

gave me the swine flu.

That's funny.

I mean, it's sad,

but it's funny.

Ah! High-five for Ohio.

Buckeye State.

What is a buckeye anyway?

Uh, never mind.

Could you please turn up

the heater? I'm freezing.

Come on, man.

I got nothing.

Okay, that didn't sound

like nothing.

That is not a sound you that

wanna hear at a time like this.

We need to get this checked.

Are you serious?

Oh, yeah.

That's just great.

Great.

We should be able to make

Milloughby by sunup.

Seriously?

Next stop, Willoughby?

♪ Ooh, yeah ♪

♪ Hittin' the road again ♪

♪ This Christmastime ♪

♪ Out on the road ♪

♪ Fill 'er up

and turn the radio on ♪

♪ Ooh ♪

♪ That's right ♪

♪ Don't matter how far we go ♪

♪ Keep playin'

that rock 'n roll ♪

♪ Ooh ♪

♪ Here they come

All right ♪

♪ Oh, yeah ♪

♪ Hittin' the road again ♪

♪ This Christmastime ♪

♪ Looks like

we're hittin' the road ♪

There, you see?

Your captain has delivered you

safe and sound.

It's the middle of nowhere.

The middle of nowhere can be

a pretty cool place sometimes.

Now I'm gonna get you

something hot to drink.

So what do you want,

a hot coffee,

perhaps a chocolatey cocoa?

Oh, no, thank you.

I'd really like a green tea.

How did I not know

you were gonna say that?

- 'Cause you're a moron.

- A moron?

I see that my boyish charm

is finally starting

to break down your walls.

♪ Whoo ♪

♪ Woke up this morning just

a little bit late for work ♪

♪ I gotta check a big list ♪

♪ From the North Pole

county clerk ♪

♪ I'm taking one last look ♪

♪ At the names

of the good boys and girls

♪ Oh, yeah ♪

♪ And then I'll pack my bag ♪

♪ And make my way

around the world ♪

Here you go, Don.

Freshen that up for ya.

Mornin'.

Mornin', stranger.

Coffee?

Yes, can I have one to go

and a hot tea.

A hot tea.

Actually, make that a green tea.

Sorry, hon, don't have

any kind of hot tea,

green or otherwise.

Well, what kind of tea

do you got?

Got iced tea.

Can you make it hot?

I think I can.

Give me a few minutes.

You passing through?

I'm trying to pass through.

My heater broke in the RV,

and now the RV doesn't move.

Well, that's a shame.

We got a bed and breakfast

around the corner

if you're gonna get

stuck here for a while.

Oh, yeah?

Yeah, thanks,

I'll check that out.

Listen, you don't know where

I can get a replacement part

for an RV, do ya?

The only place

that would have that

would be Rocky's

filling station,

but he's a ways out of town.

And you seriously think

that he would have a part

for something like this?

I don't know how

that boy does it,

but he has a part

for almost anything.

4.50, hon.

Great.

Keep it.

Oh, thank you.

And, uh, where's this

Rocky's place?

Straight out of town,

about a mile up on the right.

Straight... right.

Got it. I'll find it.

Thanks!

♪ So leave

some cookies and milk ♪

♪ 'Cause Santa Claus

is comin' to town ♪

♪ Whoo ♪

♪ Oh, no, Santa

Don't be late ♪

♪ We gonna wake up

in the morning and celebrate ♪

♪ You got a really big gift ♪

♪ But we know

that you're our guy ♪

♪ Oh, no, Santa

Don't be late ♪

♪ We wanna wake up

in the mornin' and smile ♪

Okay.

It is not warm out there.

They didn't have green tea,

but I got the next best thing.

It's kind of a brownish

golden color.

Can you get the heater fixed?

The lady said I have to go

to Rocky's filling station,

and evidently Rocky has

what we need.

You can't leave us, though.

I mean, I could freeze to death

out here.

Don't worry. I'm not gonna

let you catch ammonia.

Pneumonia.

There's a bed and breakfast

down the street.

I am gonna park you and Scoots

there until I get back.

I hope they like dogs.

Scoots is an icon.

Who doesn't love Scoots?

We don't normally cater

to folks with pets.

The county has certain rules

about things like that.

Right, but this isn't

just any pet.

This is Scoots.

Scoots, you know? Scoots,

America's favorite dog.

Oh, well, how can I be sure

that that really is

Scoots or not?

Well, you can have a sniff.

- Mm! He does smell pretty good.

- Yes.

That's Scoots'

bath and body wash.

Oh, like a fresh spring day.

Darn right.

It is kind of

girly-like, though.

You sure he's a boy?

Oh, please, ma'am,

you'll hurt his feelings.

Sorry.

Wanna smell the other end?

It's okay.

Ah-choo!

All right. Now...

Oh. I am all booked up.

But I can let you have

one room.

Oh, no, no, no.

We need two rooms.

Oh, well,

I only have the one.

Well, it is the holidays,

and we're the only hotel

in town.

And I only have four rooms.

Sorry.

- We'll take it.

- What?

We can't stay in the RV.

The heater's broken.

Here you go.

All right, up the stairs,

room 3, to the left.

- Thank you very much.

- Mm-hmm.

Poor Maya.

There you are.

Well, it's okay

because I have a plan.

I am gonna hoof it on

over to Rocky's

and see if he has the RV part.

And if he does, I'm gonna

have him install it in the RV,

upon which I shall

come back here, collect you,

and we will continue

on our journey.

That's great.

And I hope you feel better

'cause I don't want to get sick,

but I probably have

nothing to worry about

'cause we haven't actually

kissed or anything yet.

Ugh, ugh!

I'm gonna throw up.

Well, eat some grass.

That's what Scoots would do.

Feel better.

♪ Well, the snow outside

keeps comin' down ♪

♪ It's covering the trees ♪

♪ Lately seems like

every day ♪

♪ Feels like Christmas Eve ♪

♪ Ho ho ho ♪

♪ Meet me underneath

the mistletoe ♪

♪ Ho ho ho ♪

♪ Won't you spend Christmas

here with me ♪

♪ Now Frosty's

got his magic hat ♪

♪ And Rudolph

has his shiny nose ♪

♪ But I've got you

to keep me warm ♪

Morning.

One moment.

Are you sure

that he didn't show up?

Ohh! Darn it!

I paid in cash,

in advance, too.

Well, that's the trouble

with people these days.

There ain't nobody got any

Christmas spirit at all.

Yeah.

Well, thanks anyway.

Mornin'.

You're Rocky.

How can I help ya?

Well, Rocky,

my RV went on the fritz,

the heater's broken,

and it's making

kind of a funny sound.

Well, it's not the RV.

- No?

- No.

It's gonna be some rock salt

that's wedged up in there

from the road.

- Oh, you think?

- I know.

It happens all the time.

And I have got

just the widget you need

to pry it out of there

and get you on your way

in no time.

It's the only one in town.

Great. I don't care

how much it is.

I'll take it.

Oh, wait a minute, son.

It's not for sale.

You mean I can't have it?

I didn't say that.

I am going to give it to you

for free...

in exchange...

for just one small little favor.

What kind of favor?

Well, I need someone

to play Santa Claus

down at the old folks' home.

My dear mother

lives down there, and...

well, I need someone to cheer

her and her friends up today.

It's sort of

an annual tradition.

And that's it? You just want me

to go to the old folks' home

and play Santa Claus and--

Wait a minute.

How long is this gonna take?

Half an hour.

Golden Slumbers' right in town.

They're gonna like you.

♪ Whoo ♪

♪ Out on the road

this holiday season ♪

♪ Have a care

'cause got a good reason ♪

♪ I'd hate to stay up late ♪

♪ Waitin' for me ♪

Oh, did you find

what you need?

Well, sort of.

Any weird noises

from upstairs?

Not a peep.

I think she's sleeping.

Well, I don't want to wake her,

but if she show's her face,

will you tell her that I'm

gonna be at the old folks' home?

I will.

I see that you are going to be

this year's Santa Claus.

That's right.

She thinks I'm incapable

of doing an unselfish act.

No.

But nothing says unselfish

like Santa Claus.

That's so true.

- Merry Christmas.

- Yeah.

♪ Santa Claus, I see you

walkin' down the road ♪

♪ Tell me where have those

rascally reindeer up and go ♪

Hey, hey, kids.

Do you know where the Golden

Slumbers' retirement home is?

- Yeah, it's just back that way.

- Oh, thanks.

Hey, are you gonna be Santa at

the old folks' home this year?

Yeah. Why?

♪ Whoa, ho

Where did the reindeer go ♪

♪ If you can't buy that

magical Christmas sleigh ♪

Feeling better, honey?

Oh, um, yes, thank you.

Do you have

any extra blankets?

There's two extra on

the top shelf of your closet.

Oh, sorry.

I didn't even look.

Oh, I just remembered.

I have a message for you

from that nice fella

you're with.

- What is it?

- He wanted you to know

that he's playing Santa Claus

at the old age home.

Are you sure?

The guy I was with?

Mm-hmm, that's him.

I was just as surprised

as you are.

If you want to see him,

you just go up Main Street,

make a left.

- Okay, thank you.

- Mm-hmm.

♪ Whoa, ho

Where did the reindeer go ♪

Well, hello, Santa!

Whoo hoo!

♪ Get out and walk ♪

♪ Ho ho ho ♪

♪ Merry Christmas ♪

♪ Ha ha ha ha ♪

Welcome, Santa.

Ho ho ho.

I'm Edna.

And I've been

a very bad girl this year.

Uh, I'm, uh, Santa.

Can we get this party

started, please?

Sure, but before we do,

there's a few things

you need to know.

Lay it on me.

There are some

very old people in there,

and if anything

should happen in there,

I just don't want you

to feel too bad.

Come on.

So do you have any presents

that you want me to hand out?

Candy canes or something?

Just be yourself.

Have fun, Santa.

Hey, look!

It's Santa Claus!

Ho ho ho!

Merry Christmas!

Now, how many of you ladies

have been nice this year?

Um, how many of you ladies

been naughty?

I have been so naughty

this year.

Take it off!

Take it all off!

Sandbagged again.

Hit the music.

♪♪

Merry Christmas!

♪ Go, Santa, go ♪

- Excuse me.

- Can I help you?

Yeah, we're looking for a man

that might be dressed in a...

Santa suit?

Yeah, maybe. Is he here?

He's entertaining the ladies

right now.

Really? That's something

I'd like to see.

I've been curious, too.

Come on.

♪ Baby, it's Christmastime ♪

♪ Everybody's full

of Christmas cheer ♪

♪ Baby, it's Christmastime ♪

♪ And it's been so hot

Gets so hot ♪

♪ In here ♪

♪ Whoo ♪

♪ Go, Santa, go ♪

♪ Come on, Santa ♪

♪ Let's see you rock and ♪

♪ Roll ♪

♪ Let's see you rock and ♪

♪ Come on, Santa

Let's see you rock and ♪

♪ Roll ♪

♪ Whoo ♪

Sorry, buddy, but somebody

had to play Santa this year.

Well, I guess

it wasn't so bad.

Made about

20 bucks in singles,

and I got the spare part

to the RV

that's gonna

get me outta here.

Hmm!

Tell ya what.

Your town

isn't all that bad.

Merry Christmas.

Merry Christmas to you, too.

Everything

come off all right?

You...

You at least

could have warned me.

You at least could have

done that much.

And if I had, would you

have gone over there?

Well... no.

Think of how disappointed

old Aunt Hazel would have been?

You know, she really looks

forward to Christmas every year.

I just feel so...

so used.

Well, you were.

Feeling better?

Yep, much.

Good for you.

Great.

Well, I fixed the RV,

filled it up with gas,

so we can take off now

if you'd like.

I'm impressed.

Didn't think

you had it in ya.

Maya, let's stop with the

treating me like a kid act.

There's a lot of me

that you haven't seen yet.

Oh. You, uh...

You wanna make a bet?

Really?

Really.

You saw everything?

Everything.

Well, I still have my pride,

don't I, Scoots?

Nah, I didn't think so either.

I'm really happy

you came in tonight.

Table for one?

No. Just a large latte

to go, please.

Latte. You sure?

We got the best darn BBQ

in the WV this side of the PA.

BBQ?

WV?

Side of PA?

Is this some kind of

hillbilly lingo?

I just don't understand.

You poking fun at me, boy?

No, no.

I'm sure you've had enough

of that in your life.

Did a couple of strangers

come in here last night?

One is a very tall,

beautiful blonde.

Not from a bottle.

This is where she said

she was going.

Look, folks come and go around

here all the time, mister,

genuinely enjoy themselves,

have some BBQ,

the best they is.

Just a latte to go, eh?

Latte.

You want cinnamon on that?

What do you think?

Maya?

Maya.

- I'm okay--

- Help! Earl!

Hey! What do you think

you're doing, huh? Get out!

Maya.

How's everything going,

sweetie?

We're really anxious

to see you,

but I don't like

this driving business at all.

I'm fine, I promise you.

I'm really looking forward

to seeing you and Daddy.

Oh, same here, baby.

Can't wait. Now remember,

be careful when you're riding

around with a strange man.

Ha ha! Minnesota!

- We haven't had that one yet!

- Nice.

Who's that?

That's him.

Be careful, baby.

Mom, I'm fine, okay?

Don't worry.

I'll be home for Christmas.

I love you.

That was my mom.

So is your father still away

most Christmases?

My father and I haven't

spent Christmas together

since the year

my mom passed.

I thought that was gonna be

different this year,

but it's no big deal.

Christmas is really

not my thing.

Why?

I just don't have the same

warm, fuzzy memories about it

that most people do,

that's all.

Christmas at my house

is crazy.

- It's like a circus, really.

- Yeah?

I love the holiday.

Well, it must be fun.

If you share with people

that you're close to--

I'm sorry that you're away

from your boyfriend.

Spending it with my family

will make up for it.

It's no big deal.

You're lucky.

How about you?

Had any serious girlfriends?

What? They were all serious.

Not one of them

had a sense of humor.

Why can't you just give me

one straight answer?

Just once. One time.

Okay.

There was one in college

that was very special to me.

How long did it last?

What? I mean, a long weekend?

Halftime break

at a football game?

It lasted long enough.

She was--

She was different than me.

She was classy,

good in school,

well mannered,

organized.

Everything that I wasn't.

I even tried

to change for her.

And what happened?

Christmas vacation.

I met the parents.

Didn't measure up.

They thought that I was some

footloose, playboy-type

that had designs

on their daughter

and nothing more,

and they wanted something

better for her.

And I did, too.

We broke up Christmas Eve.

Wow. That's a shame. Sorry.

No.

I was a young, spoiled kid.

I'm happy for her.

She did the right thing.

But that was the time

in my life I realized

ah, it just doesn't pay,

you know?

It hurts too much

to get close to people.

Indiana.

Oh, no, you didn't.

No, you didn't.

- Texas!

- Where?

You didn't see the cowboy

in the ten gallon hat?

No. You're a liar.

I am not lying,

and by the way,

Texas is 10 extra points.

Uh, yeah, Scoots saw him, too.

Where were you looking?

♪ Whoo ♪

♪ Ha ha ♪

♪ Here we go ♪

♪ Are you locked in, snap

Let's hit the road ♪

♪ It's time

to get movin' on ♪

♪ Gotta keep rollin' ♪

♪ Rollin' on down the line ♪

♪ Whoo ♪

♪ Gotta keep this engine

going strong ♪

You know, I thought when

I said that you could drive

that we had an understanding.

Patrick, I'm going

67 miles per hour.

Just relax, okay?

We'll get there.

67 miles per hour.

2 miles over the speed limit.

Oh, you're crazy!

You're making fun of me.

Do you need me to cut loose?

Will that make you

feel better?

Whatever floats your boat.

Just try and get us to LA

within 2 weeks time.

83. See, now that's

a respectable number.

It's really rattlin' now, huh?

Just really opening up!

Okay, 90 miles an hour.

You proved your point.

You might want to

take it back down now.

Oh, yeah?

Are you implying that

I'm the reckless one here, huh?

Are you suddenly feeling

like the responsible one?

How does that feel, Patrick?

Let's just not forget

that we have

a very high profile passenger

in the back

probably soiling his crate

about now.

Whoo!

Wow! This feels good.

And I might be next.

♪ Nothing's gonna

slow me down ♪

Oh, okay, is that a cop?

Yeah, that's a cop.

Oh, all right.

I can handle this. No problem.

Maya, when the cop gets up here,

just let me do the talking.

You know, I am a girl.

I know how to get a cop

to put his ticket book away.

We're so dead.

Just let me handle it.

No, I got this.

Hi. What seems to be

the trouble, officer?

License, please.

Right.

- Here you go.

- Thank you.

Well, y'all are a long way

from Washington, D.C.

I'll say.

Where you headed?

Um...

we are going to Las Vegas

to get married.

Yeah.

- To him?

- Yes.

Really?

Yeah. This is

my little butterball.

I love him so much,

you know. Yeah.

Well, I clocked you going

103 miles per hour.

You must be wanting to get

married pretty badly.

- Just look at him.

- No, thank you, ma'am.

If he loved you, he'd tell you

to slow down a bit out there.

I'm really sorry.

I'll never speed again.

In fact, I have never gotten

a ticket in my whole life.

I'll tell you what,

Daisy Dukes,

I'm gonna run this license and

see if you're telling the truth.

Now, if there is anything on it,

and I mean anything at all,

I'm gonna have to take ya in

so you can partake

of our special jailhouse

Christmas grits and gravy.

Okay? But if it's clean,

I'm gonna let ya go. Sound good?

Yes, ma'am.

Okay, then. All right.

We are so dead.

Dead!

Are you crazy?

I know what I'm doing, okay?

You're going to jail,

unless--

No, no, that's impossible.

Nobody has led such a staid,

boring, risk-free life

that they don't have anything

on their driving record.

I mean, I had 3 speeding tickets

by the time I was 20.

That is because you're

a reckless road menace,

and I am a model citizen.

We're so dead.

Get out of the car. Now!

"I, on the other hand,

am a model citizen."

Not 100 miles an hour.

103 miles an hour.

I don't get it.

I have a perfect driving record.

I mean, it's as clean

as the driven snow.

Well, that's the trouble

sweetheart.

That's just plain impossible.

Meaning that this

driver's license of yours

is probably fake.

Okay, I don't like

what you're insinuating.

And do I look like some sort

of criminal to you?

I don't want to get into that

right now, missy.

Great.

Ma'am, I know

this is difficult,

and frankly

I wouldn't believe it either

unless I was trapped

in an RV with her

for the past couple of days,

but let me

tell you something.

This woman,

she's telling you the truth.

It's true.

Well, we have got to do

a thorough background check

on the both of ya,

and since it's the holidays,

that may take a day or so.

- A day?

- Or so.

Oh, ma'am, I don't think

you understand.

This is Scoots,

America's favorite dog.

And if we don't get him

into Los Angeles in 24 hours,

we'll both be fired.

Let me ask you something.

Do you want to be responsible

for ruining Christmas

for all the little children

that are waiting to see Scoots

at the Christmas Day Parade?

Since you put it like that,

come here, little fella.

Come here,

come here to me.

There you go.

You don't belong in here.

- There you go.

- What are you doing?

Scoots, no!

Why, you little traitor.

You two, you settle down.

I have got work to do,

all right?

And you can expect

your supper around 5 p.m.

Excuse me, ma'am,

what about my phone--

Phone call.

Great.

Finally, my father

puts a little faith in me.

You know, simple task,

deliver a dog.

Where does Patrick end up?

Jail.

It's my fault, Patrick.

Tried to escape my old

boring, predictable life

and look what happened.

Well, for a minute there,

you were pretty cool.

I was cool?

Yeah. Coolest.

Why is this happening?

Why couldn't I have just

done one thing right?

You know,

we might still make it.

Yeah.

Scoots!

Good boy!

Get the keys.

- Good boy.

- Get the keys?

Maya, you're not suggesting that

we break out of jail, are you?

This is not a suggestion.

Good boy, good boy.

Come.

Yes!

I can't even believe you're

thinking this. This isn't cool.

They're gonna treat us

like Bonnie and Clyde,

we better start

acting like it.

What?

You comin'?

I wanna go on record to say

that I do not approve of this.

But I like the way

you're thinkin'.

We have to keep

our eyes peeled for cops.

There's probably an all points

bulletin out for us right now.

Stop worrying, okay?

I'm sure by now they know

that we are totally innocent.

Besides, we just crossed

state lines.

They can't follow us anyway.

Oh, you're good.

Oh.

Hello?

Maya! Why haven't you called?

We've been worried sick.

Oh, well, let's just say

that we've hit a few bumps

in the proverbial road.

Where are you right now?

Somewhere between

here and there.

Well, Mr. Grossman asked me

to check in with you.

It's the 23rd, you know?

Oh, we are on schedule.

Tell him that Scoots is taking

pictures all across the country

and making friends

everywhere he goes.

Yeah, we heard about that.

You heard about what?

About your little jailbreak

at Jackson Corner.

Oh, right, that.

The sheriff was about to give

you the key to the city

for being such a good citizen,

and then they discovered

that you left unexpectedly.

Well, we'll just have

to do that next time.

Maya, this doesn't

sound like you.

Tell me about it.

I'm surprising myself.

And, uh, how is Patrick

treating you?

Fine. Maybe...

Maybe a little better than fine.

Whoa! Are you having

a road trip romance?

Maya, are you falling for him?

Bite your tongue.

Okay, you guys be safe.

I love you.

Love you, too. Bye.

Well?

We're fine.

Well, what else do you think

Patrick can come up with

to disgrace this company

even further?

What is this

Shakey's Pack Rat?

I'm in.

You're in?

Yeah, I'm in.

Besides, I think we could use

a few more photos of Scoots

rubbing elbows with the locals.

All right. All right!

You know what your problem is?

You need to know

that there's more to life

than walk-up Brownstones,

the perfect relationship,

2.5 kids

with room for a pony.

- I didn't say it in a bad way.

- Hallelujah.

There's hope for world peace.

Now, if you could just

make it to adulthood,

then I could die

a happy woman.

What do you care?

Who said I do?

Would you like to dance,

little lady?

Oh, no.

No, thank you, partner.

I'm trying to quit.

Don't break

Cowboy Jim's heart.

I've got two left feet, okay.

Now, let's not forget

that we do have

a job to do here.

We have to get pictures with

these people and Scoots,

and that's not gonna happen with

us sittin' here on our tushes.

All right.

Oh, well, looks like

he's a one-woman man anyway.

There's still a few of us

left out there.

You know, I've been meaning

to tell you something

since Oklahoma.

What's that?

Sorry for the way

I've been treating you.

You know, I've just,

I've got some issues going on,

and I've been

really stressed out.

I mean, not that

it's an excuse, but I just--

No, you were right.

What?

You were right.

You were absolutely right

with what you have been

saying about me.

I have lived my life

like a spoiled teenager.

And maybe it is time

that I allow myself

to care for someone.

Do you have your eye

on anybody special?

Maybe.

Well, tell ya what.

This round's on me.

It's pretty, huh?

Hit me, Nita.

With pleasure.

Thanks.

You know,

they're playin' our song.

Oh, this is definitely

not our song.

This is a nice little song.

What do you say

you and me dance?

Let's say

you and me don't.

Why? I'm not

good enough for you?

Just not the right time, pal.

This dance is promised.

Is that so?

That's what the man said,

Harley.

Whatever, mister.

You have it your way.

Pretty boy.

Wow.

That was very brave.

You protected me.

Well, I just didn't want you

to be embarrassed

with your two left feet.

Kinda feel like dancing now.

Pretty boy.

♪ And true love ♪

♪ All I want for Christmas

is you ♪

♪ All I want for Christmas ♪

♪ Is you ♪

♪ All I want for Christmas

is you ♪

Look who it is.

Yes, Dad.

Hello, Patrick?

I've got some big news.

That's cool.

Well, you know

that little news story

about Scoots

breaking out of jail?

Well, it's gone viral.

It's huge. It's huge!

Great. Now we're wanted

in all 50 states.

Better than that, you're wanted

on theWink Martindale TV Show

in Los Angeles

tomorrow afternoon.

Wink Martindale?

Dad, that's fantastic!

But tomorrow afternoon?

You gotta be kiddin' me.

3:00 sharp.

Now, son,

this is the best thing that's

ever happened to Pet Products,

and it's all thanks to you.

Well, trust me, Dad,

I could not have gotten arrested

without Maya's help.

3:00 sharp,

not a second late,

otherwise they'll

bump the segment.

Do you think you can do it?

I'll make it happen.

Okay, I know you will.

I have no idea how,

but I'll make it happen.

- What happened?

- Good news.

Scoots is booked on

The Wink Martindale Show.

- What? Oh, that's great.

- Yeah.

Bad news. We have to be

in LA tomorrow by 3 p.m.

or else the spot gets bumped.

Well, that's a tall order.

Better let me drive.

Oh, ha ha ha.

Very funny.

- Uh-oh.

- Oh. Where's the RV?

I'll tell you where the RV is.

It's stolen.

The guy from inside the bar?

I knew I should have

knocked that guy out

for calling me a pretty boy.

What's his problem?

He said it's the day before

Christmas Eve,

and if we don't figure this out,

we're in big, big trouble.

I got an idea.

Patrick?

Patrick!

It smells like

a barnyard back here.

I think it's Scoots.

He hasn't had his shampoo

in a few days.

Hi, this is Maya.

I'm not available to take

your call right now,

so leave a message,

unless this is Davis,

in which case you can stop

calling me 'cause you are--

Aha!

I-I...

Oh, darn it.

It's not even my car,

sweetheart.

No, it ain't.

It's mine.

Damn, baby, you look good

with a gun.

♪ Pack up the swimsuits

and mistletoe ♪

♪ Got a one-way ticket ♪

♪ Only one place to go, yeah ♪

♪ We're headed out west

for the holidays ♪

♪ Ditch the cold and the snow

to find the sun and waves ♪

♪ The sun shines bright

this Christmas ♪

That's a cute place.

- Welcome to my world.

- Let me get you out.

Thanks. Oh, gosh. Oh!

Wow. This thing

moved a lot faster

than I gave it credit for.

Yeah, well, it's not over yet.

Come on, Scoots.

Okay.

Hang loose, pal?

All right.

Ooh! Crazy trip.

Yeah, one would say that.

I think it's safe to say that

it exceeded all expectations.

Almost all of them.

I gotta get to the TV station.

Yeah.

You better go.

Yep, I better go.

Baby!

Mom.

This is Patrick.

Oh, yes, the dog whisperer.

Mom, please.

Nice to meet you, Patrick.

Nice to meet you,

Mrs. Taylor.

Well, you're just in time

for lunch, sweetie,

but then you always are.

Maya's the most punctual

person I know.

She's all about details.

Oh, you can say that again.

You guys, stop, please.

Oh, you must stay

for lunch, Patrick.

I would love to, Mrs. Taylor,

but I have to get Scoots

to the television station

by 3:00

because he's gonna be on

The Wink Martindale Show.

Oh!

He's very busy today.

Well, all right.

Nice meeting you.

So you got my phone number.

Don't be afraid to use it.

Oh, I won't.

But I'm gonna see you

at the parade tomorrow.

Yeah. You can get me

a good seat, right?

I'm in good with

the Grand Marshal.

All right,

so I'll see you soon.

Okay.

- Maya.

- Yeah?

I've been thinking,

and I know that

that is a dangerous thing

for somebody like me to do,

to think,

but come on,

what do you think

about maybe--

Maya, lunch is on the table.

Come inside, please.

Uh, all right,

so I'll see you tomorrow.

Okay.

Fine, 'cause, you know,

it wasn't important.

Oh, I love, love,

love your hair!

Please tell me you're using

Scoots mango conditioner on it.

He is.

Oh, I knew it.

I actually use the same thing

on my own hair.

Oh. It shows.

So cute.

Oh.

Hey, Dad!

We made it.

Congratulations, boy.

Sunny California at last, huh?

Well, I knew you could do it.

I never had any doubts.

Yeah, well, everything's great.

- Mission accomplished.

- Gee, son, that's swell.

You know, I just want to

tell you how proud I am.

You just took the bull

by the horns.

Dad, I really didn't

do anything.

Oh, yes, you did.

You took Scoots and put him

back on the map, literally.

Hah! And think of all those

new customers you generated.

And now with this TV show

and the parade tomorrow...

Yeah, big business.

Your fortune is safe.

I bet Scoots is loving

every minute of it, huh?

You'd think the president's

plane just landed,

the way they're

fussing over him.

How's Maya?

What, are you grandma now?

Maya's fine.

I dropped her off at her house,

and I'll probably see her

tomorrow at the parade.

Maybe you will

and maybe you won't.

I hear that boyfriend of hers

is driving all the way

out there himself.

I think he wants

to pop the question.

Pop the question?

What are you talking about?

Well, that's just what

Clara told me.

But maybe you'll see Maya

before he gets there,

and if you do,

tell her I think

that she's a fine young lady

and that she'll make somebody

a great wife.

Merry Christmas, son.

Oh, no.

No, not this time.

You, do you promise to guard

that dog with your life

until I come back?

No problemo.

Thank you.

And Merry Christmas.

Thank you.

Patrick, I'm delighted

that both you and Scoots

could make it

into the studio today

because I understand you had

quite a trip across country.

Yes, we did, Wink.

Yes, we did.

We had a great journey.

And Scoots made

a lot of new friends.

And he's gonna meet even more

new friends tomorrow

at the Beverly Hills

Christmas Day Parade.

Isn't that right, Scoots?

I'll be there.

I always go.

By the way, when you

were headed out here...

Maya, your father

is just taking the cookies

out of the oven,

and they sure smell yummy!

No, thanks, Mom.

I think I'm just gonna

go straight to bed.

Yesterday was a very,

very long day.

I'm just, uh...

I'm just not very hungry.

Still sad?

Yeah.

It's... not what you think.

- I just, um...

- This journey has been fun,

but it hasn't been

without its potholes.

We were down there

in Arizona

at a place called

Shakey's Pack Rat...

I really miss him, you know?

But that's natural, right?

You'll get over it.

You're home now.

Well, thank you both

for being here today.

It's delightful

to have you here.

And we want to invite

everybody out there

to come down

and meet Scoots tomorrow

at the Beverly Hills

Christmas Day Parade.

I will be there,

and you be there, too.

Be there or be square.

Oh, I got it.

Patrick. Oh.

Maya! Ohh...

Maya, will you please

just let me in, please?

Look, I drove all the way

out here from D.C.

My parents take Christmas

very seriously.

I wouldn't laugh

if I were you.

I had no idea

that you lived like this.

And you drove

all the way out here, why?

Because I finally realized

that we are perfect together.

We are an exact match.

We're exactly the same.

Driven and determined.

Focused and centered.

Chocolate and peanut butter.

Did you, uh, you know,

get into an accident?

Did you hit your head

or something?

Come on,

just give me another chance.

You are like the CEO of my life,

and I cannot run it without you.

We should get married,

and we should raise our own team

of little junior accountants.

Maya...

Oh. Oh, gosh.

Just say those four little words

that will make my heart flutter.

You make me sick?

No.

"I love you, Davis."

Right.

Patrick's father.

Winslow.

- Hi.

- Oh, please come in.

Uh, hold that thought.

Maya.

- Hi.

Oh, my-- Oh.

What's he doing here?

I didn't want you

to have to see all this.

Whoa! This is so cool!

Really?

Oh, yeah, totally!

Of course, of course.

You must be the guy

who was working with Maya.

- The dog walker.

- Oh.

Right? You were the one

who helped the love of my life

get across the country,

so thank you very much

for that.

She couldn't have done it

without you.

You know what? Here.

Here, take it.

100 bucks. I mean,

buy yourself something nice.

Really, thank you very much.

Wow, a whole hundred dollars.

Thank you so much.

Maya, I need to ask you

something.

Hey, whoa, easy.

Just easy, pal.

Back off, chief, before I get

all kinds of ninja on you.

And what's up with the Band-Aid?

You drive out here on your face?

It's okay, all right?

All right, I'll give you

two minutes with her,

and then I'm kicking you

outta here.

Give me your hand.

What?

I'm sorry.

Give me your hand, uh, please.

That one.

I have something

I want to ask you.

Patrick, are you feeling

all right?

I feel great.

A little angry,

but mostly great.

After all

that we've been through,

you can at least answer me

one question truthfully,

and your answer can be whatever

you want it to be, okay?

Okay.

I don't know how it happened

because the odds were long,

the road was bumpy,

and the bridge

was washed out, but...

I have fallen in love with you.

And it's no baby crush

kinda love either.

It's real like I've never

felt before in my life real.

So my question to you is,

do you feel

the same way about me?

No.

And if you do,

you kinda gotta say it.

You can't just stand there.

Oh, uh...

You're-- You're crazy.

Maya, that's an assessment.

That's not really an answer.

It's an accurate assessment.

Well, what does this say?

That's sayin' somethin'.

Okay, wh-what...

what's goin' on here?

Because--

Whoa, Patrick.

Oh, my God.

It's obscene.

So this is obviously

about his money.

Well, I can give you that.

Maya, we're perfect together.

Focused and organized.

Chocolate, peanut butter.

I thought you wanted

to get married.

I do want to get married, Davis.

Just... not to you.

Sorry, peanut butter.

Well, this sucks.

Mom?

Mr. Grossman?

Get the dog.

Uh, excuse me.

Dad, what are you

doing here?

Well, I had a hunch something

like this might happen,

and I wouldn't miss it

for the world.

Wait. You flew all the way

out here on a hunch?

Almost.

Winslow?

All right, Max, you win.

One dollar.

Okay, Dad, I don't get it.

What's going on?

I want to spend Christmas

with you for once.

Merry Christmas.

I actually made a bet

that you'd be kissing her

before 9:00.

Well, Dad, this time

I'm not gonna let you down.

Maya, may I?

Of course.

♪♪

♪ Whoo ♪

♪ Oh, yeah ♪

♪ Hittin' the road ♪

♪ Yeah, hittin' the road again ♪

♪ This Christmastime ♪

♪ Out on the road ♪

♪ Fill 'er up

and turn the radio on ♪

♪ Ooh ♪

♪ That's right ♪

♪ Oh, yeah ♪

♪ This Christmastime ♪

♪ Looks like

we're hittin' the road ♪

♪♪

♪ Snowflakes fallin'

to the ground ♪

♪ Mmm ♪

♪ Shoppers rushing

through the town ♪

♪♪

♪ Well, the snow outside

keeps comin' down ♪

♪ It's covering the trees ♪

♪ Lately seems like every day ♪

♪ Feels like Christmas Eve ♪

♪ Ho ho ho ♪

♪ Won't you spend Christmas

here with me ♪

♪ Yeah, I say ho ho ho ♪

♪ Meet me underneath

the mistletoe ♪

♪ Ho ho ho ♪

♪ Won't you

spend Christmas here ♪

♪ Spend Christmas here with me ♪

Holiday Road Trip (2013) - full transcript