Episode 4 - Christmas in Pleasantview
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You know that sweet santa clause is on the way. Well I wish it could be christmas everyday, when the kids start singing and the band begins to play. Oh I wish it could be christmas everyday, so let the bells ring out for christmas...
Lilith: (cheers) Wooo! Merry Christmas Angela!
Angela: Merry Christmas... 
Flamenco: I'll race you both down!
Nighat: You take Joshua, i'll get Dina up...
Nighat: Hello darling, are you coming down or what?
Dina: Yeah...i'll be down in a minuite...
Nighat: Your dad is so excited bless him...
Dina: Yeah...bless him.
Sara: I know you're coming round later but i brought these all the same.
Don: Thanks Sara...
Sara: Where's mine?
Don: It's under the tree.
Sara: Thank you Don...
Don: You've not opened it yet!
Sara: No...for being with me...
Don: Oh no, thank you for being with me...
Alexander: Wow! The castle!
Bella: Santa Clause must be being generous this year.
Alexander: Yeah, but he's always nice to me...maybe he doesn't like you.
Bella: I don't know, he's bought me a bracelet. Thanks Cassandra.
Cassandra: That's fine.
Bella: Damn it, we should all be in our real home, opening presents together in our old home...not here...sorry...
Cassandra: We don't need a home...we have each other...
Brandi: Merry Christmas honey...
Dustin: Yeah...merry 'flamin christmas.
Brandi: You've got some presents under the tree...
Dustin: I know...i wanted to wait for you.
Brandi: That is sweet, i'll get us some santa cookies on.
Lilith: Hurry up, we need to get ready and get round to Mom's quickly.
Angela: I know.
Lilith: You're not still bothered about Dustin are you?
Angela: No...i'm good.
Lilith: I'm going getting ready now.
Nighat: Look at that Joshua...a helicopter.
Dina: He''s 1, not 7...
Flamenco: It's the thought that counts, he'll grow into it...anyway..what did you get him?
Dina: I bought him a gun, he'll grow into that when he gets older...no bullets though.
Nighat: That's not very funny...
Dina: Talk about miserable, i bought him a teddy.
Flamenco: What did you get me?
Dina: Open it and find out.
Flamenco: A photo album?
Dina: Of me...when i was a baby...just in case you forgot.
Flamenco: Right...
Nighat: That's lovely. I'll get those santa cookies.
Flamenco: It's not going to put me off you know?
Dina: Well when you're gagging for me, just look at that baby...take a look into its eye's...and remember what i used to be...because i'm not that person no more...and you don't scare me...so back off!
Lilith: Merry Christmas Mom!
Mary-Sue: Oh welcome home...it's like you've never been away...
Angela: Merry Christmas.
Mary-Sue: Now the turkey is in the oven and your presents are under the tree...
Lilith: Come on Angela...
Angela: Yeah in a bit...just want to talk to Mom.
Angela: Dustin been round?
Mary-Sue: Why are you bothering with him? Forget him, he's history.
Angela: I don't want a lecture...i just want to know.
Mary-Sue: No...he's not, but if he had, i'd give him a peace of my mind.
Angela: That'll help no one...
Dustin: I wonder what Beau is doing now...
Brandi: Dustin...please...
Dustin: Because something isn't quite adding up in my head Mom...you said thugs "kidnapped" him...so why are you sitting back waiting for the police to find him? Heck, you're not even worried.
Brandi: What can i do?
Dustin: Be a mother...be the person you're supposed to be!
Brandi: I am, but there's nothing i can do, it's up to the police now...
Dustin: You could help more!
Brandi: Don't do this...not today..
Dustin: Why? Because it's Christmas? Forget it...i'd rather celebrate it with my family...but i can't...because one is missing..
Nighat: You set the table Dina...has Joshua let one off?
Flamenco: Yeah he has...i'll change him..
Dina: No it's alright...i'll do it...
Flamenco: Fine...i'll set the table.
Sara: Merry Christmas.
Dan: Well hurry up, get upstairs...Ollingdale and Strangetown's about to start.
Don: You don't watch that rubbish do you?
Sara: Excuse me, if you want to be accepted in this family you have to become an Ollingdale and Strangetown Die-hard fan.
Don: Right...i'll be watching them then...
Sara: You certainly will.
Mary-Sue: Merry Christmas!
Lilith: This is lovely Mom.
Angela: Yeah, it's quite special...
(phone rings)
Mary-Sue: Right when i'm tucking into the turkey..
Mary-Sue: Hello? Daniel?!
Lilith: Dad?!
Mary-Sue: I'll hand you over to the Lilith...
Mary-Sue: Do you not want to speak to him Angela?
Angela: Not really...he'll not have an extra five minuites...it'll be lock up soon.
Mary-Sue: Angela...
Angela: Mom...let's just enjoy the turkey okay?
Nighat: That cooker is quite the thing Dina.
Dina: Mortimer always did have good quality things...
Flamenco: So this...Mortimer died?
Dina: Yeah...his ex-wife killed him...but i couldn't prove it.
Nighat: That's horrible...
Dina: I know...but horrible people do seem to keep going don't they?
Flamenco: How can you spot them?
Dina: They're the one's that pretend to be nice...aren't they...Dad?
Flamenco: (coughs)
Nighat: Are you alright honey?
Flamenca: Yeah...wrong throat.
Lilith: What do you want?
Dustin: Can i come in?
Lilith: You've got a cheek haven't you?
Dustin: Please?
Lilith: No!
Angela: Who was that?
Lilith: Carol singers...i told them to come back after our tea.
Mary-Sue: That's not the spirit of Christmas...
Lilith: Neither is disturbing me from my Turkey...but life's a bitch.
Mary-Sue: (laughs)
Bella: Are we heading to the park now? I thought we could take a look..it's started snowing.
Cassandra: Yeah, i'll get Alexander all warm now.
Nighat: I'll get him fella off to bed now then.
Flamenco: Those legs look mighty fine in that skirt Dina...
Dina: I know...are you proud that your daughter looks as good as this?
Flamenco: Of course...now...let me have a go...
Dina: Back off!
Flamenco: Come on Dina...you've been coming all to me all night...you know you want me...
Flashback
Flamenco: Now that we've had our meal...let Daddy come into bed with you...
Dina: Where's Mommy?
Flamenco: She's gone out with her Mommy...come on Dina...let Daddy play for a bit...
Dina: (cries) Please Mom...Mommy...tell him not to touch me...Mommy?!
Dina: (screams) Get away from me!
Flamenco: You bitch!
Dina: Get out of my way!
10 minuites later...
Dina: (cries) Oh please...make them go away...
Cassandra: Dina?
Dina: (dries eyes) What?
Cassandra: Are you alright?
Dina: Leave me alone...
Bella: Come on...she's not worth it.
(sorry for the low quality)
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