Living Single (1993–1998): Season 1, Episode 15 - Living Kringle - full transcript

Listen up, people.

I just wanna thank y'all for
doing such a good job this year.

I mean, y'all been busting
your butts to make "Flavor" work.

We're still struggling,
but we're still here.

Now to show how
much I appreciate you all

everyone is getting
a Christmas bonus.

A phat "Flavor" baseball cap.

Who wants a job next year?

♪ Check check check it out
check check check it out ♪

♪ What you want?
No free position ♪

♪ We are living ♪
♪ Ooh ♪



♪ Single ♪
♪ Hey ♪

♪ Yes we're living
the single life yeah ♪

♪ We are living ♪
♪ Hey ♪

♪ Single ♪

♪ Ooh and in a
'90s kind of world ♪

♪ I'm glad I got my girls ♪

♪ Keep your head up what? ♪

♪ Keep your head
up that's right ♪

♪ Whenever this life
gets tough you gotta fight ♪

♪ With my home girls standing
to my left and my right ♪

♪ True blue it's
tight like glue ♪

♪ We are living ♪
♪ Check check check it out ♪

♪ Single ♪

♪ And in a '90s kind of world ♪



♪ I'm glad I got my girls ♪

♪ Haa ♪

So you have nothing available
on any Christmas Eve flight?

Well, what do you
suggest I do now?

Well, I'm desperate.

Oh, alright. I'll fly coach.

Yeah, yeah, yeah,
season's greetings.

Well, you did get
a seat on the plane

and there's nothing
like spending

Christmas with your family.

Exactly. That's why
I'm going to Aruba alone.

Well, I love spending the
holidays with my family.

Christmas brings back
so many memories.

Leaving cookies for Santa

rushing to see what
was under the tree

getting my first Barbie.

And the Barbie Corvette.

And the Barbie dream house.

Ooh, and the
Barbie evening wear.

You got all those?

No.

I wanted all those.

What I got was a scrawny
little no‐name knock‐off

that had nothing to
wear, nothing to drive

and no place to live.

Aww, would you like a pat?

Please.

You know, honey,
I'll get my Corvette

and my dream house.

And my Ken dipped in chocolate.

Oh, Synclaire, this is from you.

It plays "Joy To The World."

Yeah, it does.

Thank you.

Merry merry, everyone.
Flashing Santa pin.

Oh, Synclaire, I appreciate
your Yuletide spirit

but this is the second
day you left the office early.

Now if we don't get this
magazine ready for the printer

neither one of us is
going home for Christmas.

Good, you can keep me company.

I thought you were
going away with Michael.

Yeah, I thought so, too

but I was just
assigned a new case.

My client found his
wife in a changing room

knocking boots with the
department store Santa.

Oh!

Santa Claus was going to town.

Santa having sex?

Christmas just isn't
what it used to be.

Synclaire, we didn't all
grow up in a snow globe.

Oh, come on, Christmas is
supposed to be a magical time.

Oh, bah humbug!

You know, the last time
Christmas was magical for me

was in the fifth grade.

I starred in "The Nutcracker."

I got a standing ov..

No, stop. Please.

I was the best rat king
that school ever saw.

‐ Hi. ‐ Yuletide, ladies.

Hey, can I hide
out here for a while?

Of course.

Would you like to have
some non‐alcoholic nog?

Well, put a shot
of rum in there.

I'll take a mugful.

Christmas has got to be

the handyman's
busiest time of the year.

I had to leave my
beeper upstairs.

When will people learn you
just can't flush a fruitcake?

‐ Hey, Kyle. ‐ Hey, baby.

Not another fruitcake.

The worst kind. It's Kyle.

And the bad news just
keeps on comin', buddy.

I forgot to tape that
show you wanted.

My favorite Christmas special?

‐ Yep. ‐ Which one is that?

"The Little Elf That Could."

See, they kept
telling him he couldn't

but in a surprising plot
twist, it turns out he could.

Oh, you bought us
Christmas presents.

'No, I didn't.'

These are Kwanzaa
gifts, Synclaire.

You bought us gifts from
that Australian airline?

Not Qantas, my sister, Kwanzaa.

It's a celebration of sharing

an alternative to the
commercialism of Christmas.

‐ We emphasize
handmade gifts. ‐ Thanks.

You know what, Kyle?

I decided to celebrate
Kwanzaa this year too.

‐ Oh, that's cool. ‐ Mm‐hmm.

Particularly because it
starts the day after Christmas.

See, this way I can
see what people get me

and reciprocate accordingly.

Fifty cents on the dollar.

‐ That's beautiful. ‐ Yeah.

See, Kyle is the
only one around here

that has any Christmas spirit.

Ooh, ladies, I've got to dash.

I have a hostile
takeover to supervise.

Huh.

Oh, Synclaire, this is from you.

You'll thank me.

That one's for you.

What is that?

It's a paper‐clip
star for the tree.

I see.

Oh, didn't you ever make a
star for your Christmas tree?

Nope, but when I was little

I found a starfish
I wanted to put

on top of our Christmas tree.

I loved that starfish.

My mother said we
already had a star.

She was trying to tell me
some story about honoring

the star of Bethlehem
because it was sacred

and honoring that thing on
our tree because it cost 24.95.

I think a starfish on a
tree is a beautiful idea.

Starfish come from the water

and people are mostly water.

And starfish have five limbs

and people have five
limbs if you count the head.

‐ You finished?
‐ I'm never sure.

Well, Khadijah, I was thinking..

Uh‐oh.

Well, since we're all
going away for Christmas

I thought it would be wonderful
if we got together tonight

for a tree‐trimming party.

Synclaire, I don't
have time for a party.

Besides, what's the
point of getting a tree

if we're only gonna be in
town for three more days?

What's the point of
snow if it only melts?

What's the point of sunshine
if it only gets dark again?

You're right, Synclaire,
make a note to get rid

of snow and sunshine.

Khadijah, tonight's
the only time

we're gonna have to be
together before Christmas.

I've already called Regine,
Max, Kyle and Overton

and nagged them into
coming, so do not make me beg.

Please, please, please?

Okay. Stop your whining.

God, where did you
learn how to beg like that?

From Regine.

I have to tell her it
works on women too.

Oh, uh, Synclaire,
can you pass me

one of those Christmas cookies?

My, my, my.

How'd that mistletoe
get up there?

I got you now, girl.

Merry three days
before Christmas.

Well, if it isn't the
ghost of Christmas pest.

Max, Max, this is a holy season

and I am not going
to let your rancor

corrupt the goodwill
that is in my heart.

So happy holidays, you
despicable little Grinch.

‐ Let me tell you‐‐
‐ Eggnog, anyone?

I made it myself.

‐ No, thanks, hon.
‐ It's got rum in it.

‐ Oh, cool, thank
you. ‐ Oh, I'll have one.

Yes. I propose a toast.

Here's to Santa for giving me

the only Christmas
present I wanted.

Celebrating with
my favorite cousin

and best friends.

‐ Merry Christmas. ‐
And Happy Kwanzaa.

‐ Merry Christmas.
‐ Happy Kwanzaa.

Oh, I know. Let's
have a sing‐along.

‐ I could get with that. ‐ 'Hm.'

♪ Sleigh bells ring ♪

♪ Are you listening? ♪

♪ In the lane ♪

♪ Snow is glistening ♪
♪ Come on come on ♪

♪ A beautiful sight ♪

♪ We're happy tonight ♪

♪ Walkin' in a
winter wonderland.. ♪

Oh, man!

That'd be Miss Meg up in 4B.

She got that cranky
low‐flow American Standard.

This could take a
while. Sorry, Synclaire.

I understand. Godspeed, Overton.

But hey, well, I
always had a mistletoe.

Okay, from the top.

♪ Sleigh bells ring ♪

♪ Are you listening? ♪

♪ In the lane
snow's a glistenin'.. ♪

‐ Hi. ‐ Hey, is Max in?

‐ Mm‐hmm. ‐ Michael!

Why don't you join
our little sing‐along?

Whenever your mouth is free.

Look here, Synclaire.

I got to go, okay?

Well, um, all the
more song for us.

One, two, three!

♪ Sleigh bells ring.. ♪

Oh, jingle bells!

Hello?

Yeah, this is Regine.

What? Right now?

Come on, I just
put in ten hours.

No, there's
absolutely no way I..

Oh.

Fifteen percent commission?

Uh, I'll be down
there in ten minutes.

I'm sorry, honey, the
boutique is having a sale.

Gotta go. Smooches.

Ooh, I've got to
get to the office.

I got some deals to close.

Stock market's about
to open in Tokyo.

Sayonara.

Oh, Synclaire. Baby, I'm sorry.

Look, it's a great
party. Thank you.

Yeah. Bye.

Well, cuz, I guess
it's just you and me.

So why don't we
go down to the office

and just chill with
the rest of the crew?

You know, conversate, edit

get the layouts ready
for the printer? Come on.

Well, why don't
you go, Khadijah?

‐ I'm just gonna stay
here. ‐ You sure?

Yeah. Yeah.

Okay. I'm out.

♪ Sleigh bells ring
are you listening? ♪

♪ In the lane
snow is glistening ♪

♪ A beautiful sight.. ♪

Oh, shut up!

Khadijah! Ha‐ha.

Why did you come
back to the office?

I can handle gettin'
these pages out.

Don't you trust me?

No. Let me see the lead page.

Oh, this is good.
Let's go bigger with it.

How about a two‐page spread?

What the devil?

A starfish like the one
I had when I was little.

"Merry Christmas
past and present.

All my love, Synclaire."

That damn cousin of
mine and her holiday cheer.

I see you're moved.

Malcolm, I'm going home.
You're on your own, babes.

And, uh, you can
take that eggnog

out of the file drawer now.

Uh, what can I get you?

‐ Give me a double.
‐ A double what?

I don't know. That's
the extent of my bar talk.

Oh. Double ginger ale coming up.

‐ Keep 'em coming. ‐
Oh, they're coming. Double.

Let me guess.

Your lover left you,
so he can shack up

with some sleazy
secretary in Hoboken.

That's terrible.

Listen, it happens.

Enjoy and Merry Christmas.

♪ Deck the halls
with my commission ♪

♪ Fa la la la la la la ♪

Miss, I think this
dress you showed me

is a little too revealing.

Excuse me, but this dress
isn't seductive enough.

♪ Fifteen percent for me ♪

♪ Pa rum bum bum ♪

Regine, I'm out of gift boxes.

Okay. Well, excuse me.

Um, here we go.

What's this?

"For Regine. Merry Chris.."

‐ Kimberly. ‐ Well,
don't look at me.

I don't like you that much.

Oh, a Corvette.

"To Regine, hope you
find your dream house

"and your chocolate Ken.

Merry Christmas.
Love, Synclaire."

Um, I gotta go home.

What about the sale?

Kimberly, there are some things

that are more
important than money.

And then when I was eight

I decorated the living room

with icicles and snow
and a little snowman.

Oh, it was beautiful.

And when my father
finished mopping up

we got some fake snow

and it actually
worked out even better.

Yeah, but it's
like Khadijah said

Christmas magic is for children.

She's right.

When you hit your 20s.

Rudolph's nose
doesn't glow so bright.

Frosty's not a jolly, happy soul

and Santa Claus,
he's just a big, fat loser

getting blitzed on beer.

No offense meant.

Maxine, you are the
best Christmas present

any man could want.

When were you planning
to unwrap your gift?

Ooh, gunny, gunny.

‐ Mm. ‐ Yes, oh.

Oh, we're some
noisy kissers, huh?

Ooh. How about a little music?

Sure.

What's this?

"To Max, the best rat king ever.

Merry Christmas.
Love, Synclaire."

What is it?

It's just, uh, two tickets to
the dance theater of Harlem.

"The Nutcracker."

Damn, Synclaire!

Just when I get a groove on.

Now I gotta go over there
and give her a big hug.

In ten minutes.

Twenty minutes.

Hey, I can do it in ten.

Okay.

But, uh, for future reference..

That's not a good thing.

‐ Synclaire got you
a gift too? ‐ Yeah.

A starfish.

Two tickets to "The Nutcracker."

What did she get you?

A Corvette. Open the door.

Overton, what
are you doin' here?

Synclaire left this
for me in my toolbox.

Videotape of "The
Little Elf That Could."

Now I can enjoy
this tale of trial

and victory all year round.

Hey, what's going on?

I just came back
to thank Synclaire

for this handmade Kwanzaa gift

and to ask her
exactly what it is.

‐ Where's she? ‐ I don't know.

When I got here,
I found this note.

"To whom it may concern."

"Since you all have more
important things to do"

"I'm going off to find the true
spirit of Christmas on my own."

"Please don't try to find me.

Sincerely, Synclaire."

She gone, Kyle. She's gone.

‐ Y'all, we gotta
find her. ‐ How?

Well, we can try this map
she drew at the bottom‐‐

‐ Oh, Obie! ‐ I
got to find my baby.

♪ Gone away is the bluebird ♪

♪ Here to stay is the new bird ♪

♪ We'll sing a love
song as we stroll along ♪

♪ Walking in a
winter wonderland ♪

Okay.

♪ In the meadow we
will build a snowman ♪

♪ And pretend that
he is Parson Brown ♪

♪ He'll say are you
married? We'll say no man ♪

Synclaire?

Well, well, well, if it
isn't Ebenezer Khadijah.

Look, Synclaire, we're sorry
we killed your Christmas spirit.

Now if you still want to, we
can go home and trim that tree.

Not just yet, Miss Missy.

I want you all to take a
good look at my new friends.

They a raggedy
bunch, ain't they?

Oh, Synclaire, I think I
can speak for everyone

when I say you're a very
kind and giving woman

and you're very attractive.

Okay, that's speaking for me.

If it makes you feel any better

I damn near killed
a man to get here.

‐ It that an apology?
‐ For me, yes.

Synclaire, you've reminded me
that Christmas is about sharing.

You've also reminded me

that if you stand too long
in some bars in one spot

your feet will
stick to the floor.

Can we go?

Synclaire, we all
let worldly matters

get in the way of
what really matters.

He's right. Let's go home.

Okay, but first, can
I get my old friends

and my new friends together
for just one sing‐along?

‐ 'Sure.' ‐ 'Sure.'

Alright, from the top!

No, wait, wait, wait.
Where's Santa?

Well, I didn't see him leave.

Oh.

Maybe he was supposed
to bring us together.

Maybe his job here's done
and he's just moved on.

Maybe it's all a part of the
wonder and magic that is‐‐.

You know, what they say is true.

You don't buy beer, you rent it.

Everybody!

♪ Sleigh bells ring
are you listening? ♪

♪ In the lane
snow is glistening ♪

♪ It's a beautiful sight
we're happy tonight ♪

♪ Walking in a
winter wonderland ♪

'You were so right, Overton.'

' "The Little Elf That Could"
is a true holiday classic.'

'That little fella is a
toy‐building machine.'

'I love being one
of Santa's elves.'

‐ 'I'm gonna make the
best‐‐' ‐ 'No, you can't.'

'I'll show you.' 'I'll
show all of you.'

'No, you won't.'

'Look at him.'

'Facing adversity with
a cheerful disposition'

'and the proper tools.'

'Oh, maybe they're right.'

'I'm so little. Maybe I can't.'

'Don't you believe
it, little guy.'

'Don't you believe it!'

'Oh, girl, now you
got me started.'