Christmas Is Cancelled (2024) Movie Script
1
The Virgin is combing her hair
Between the curtains
Her hair is made of gold
And the comb is made of silver
But look at...
So you're really
not spending Christmas with us?
I don't have time off.
You could make an effort, Lidia.
You could come on the 24th.
I made an effort coming today.
No, you came to a work meeting.
No, I came to see you
and I also had a work meeting.
It's not the same.
Come on.
No, you come on.
You haven't even been to my place.
- Your place?
- Yes, my place.
You have to put in the work
to make it our place.
I work until 9:00 p.m. on the 24th.
Babe, but we always spend Christmas here.
We've only spent one Christmas here.
The only one we've spent together,
therefore we always spend Christmas here.
You know I live in Monterrey.
- Do you want me to be alone?
- No.
Never. That's why we'll spend it here.
My mom won't be here.
Neither will my dad,
and I don't want you to leave me alone.
Okay, I have a plan. You spend
Christmas here with our siblings.
With Jaime and my mom.
And I'll come back for New Year's
and we'll have a talk.
About what?
- About us.
- What about us?
- Why? What do you mean?
- Next year.
You can make an effort.
I swear this Christmas will be awesome.
Right, just like last year's.
- Hi, Mom.
- Lidia.
Last chance to stay home for Christmas.
We're on our way to get the turkey.
What a hit! Turn it up.
No, buy the smallest turkey.
I told you I have to work.
Emilio, that song makes zero sense.
Hey, I like it.
You're right, sweetie, work comes first.
Really?
Wow.
Where are you? At Santa Claus' rave?
You know what? I'll call you back.
- Emilio Garca!
- What?
You're lacking Christmas spirit.
Things have been tense since yesterday.
Why?
What do you mean, "why"?
Manuel and Lidia are doing terrible.
Yes, that's over.
No, Rosita,
I thought they were doing great.
Holding hands...
I think Lidia looked better than ever.
Manuel too.
I mean, he's never been great
but he didn't complain yesterday.
Look, what was Lidia doing while
we were planning the Christmas party?
Bitching
- Lalo!
- No. She was smiling, wasn't she?
What was she doing
while we were handing out names
- for Secret Santa?
- A bitch face?
No, she was smiling as well.
Exactly.
If Lidia's not fighting,
it means she's done.
- If you say so, Rosita.
- Yes, I say so.
If Lidia doesn't come for Christmas,
the next step will be divorce.
Why does Lidia have to come for Christmas?
Manuel is being stubborn.
She's working and paying their bills.
He should fix this.
Team Lidia over here.
I'll miss you, Jaime.
Why?
If our family depends on Manuel,
we're screwed.
He's never had a good idea.
- Stop being like that.
- It's true!
He's right.
Our families meeting
at Christmas dinner...
Worst idea ever.
Please, let's spend Christmas together.
My mom taught yours
how to cook the turkey.
Plus, we all get along now.
They do.
We don't.
I had enough with last year's Christmas.
I'm fed up with Christmas!
CHRISTMAS IS CANCELLED
ONE YEAR EARLIER
(THE DAY THE FAMILIES MET)
Mom!
What's up, Mom?
- How are you?
- Great, but what are you doing here?
I mean, you can come anytime.
This is your house but...
- Are you skinny?
- Am I?
You're not eating well.
I'll put you on a vitamin T diet.
- Tortas and tamales. Emilio!
- No, I'm fine.
Listen, I came to see
if you needed help with anything.
No, I have everything under control.
Mom, this doesn't look Christmassy.
I can't believe her.
No tree, no ornaments,
not even a Christmas Nativity.
What's a birthday party
without the birthday boy?
MERRY CHRISTMAS
SAN ROMN
Hey! I'm home.
Manuelito, my darling.
I'm so glad you're home.
I have a surprise for you.
My mom's turkey with bacon gravy,
the only thing she can cook.
Or the Christmas photo.
How pretty!
Your sister says
we're not Christmassy enough.
Well, we're not.
Mom.
Why does Santa never stop at our house?
Santa Claus is an American spy
who breaks into homes
in Third World countries
to destabilize them.
Really, Mom.
It's a miracle we didn't turn out worse.
Don't you worry, yeah?
I'll light this place
as if it were downtown.
- Or like a mall...
- No!
Or...
What will you do?
Poke will help me out with some things.
Do you want fake snow or is it too much?
Forget it, we turned out pretty horrible.
Right?
Yes.
Fine.
Just make sure it's pretty.
Definitely prettier than marrying
a posh prince.
Yes, Emilio. Please make it look pretty.
We need to help your sister
show off with her in-laws.
I don't want to show off,
but they're coming
for the first time
and I want to make a good impression.
- Pose for the picture.
- No.
I'm not taking a photo without Lidia.
Manuel!
I wasn't invited to your wedding.
You didn't stay here at home.
I sacrificed my Christmas for you!
And you can't do something as simple
as being in the family photo?
Yes, I can.
Yes, I can.
Sit straight.
- Ready?
- Yes.
Smile.
Done. Now open your presents.
- Yes!
- Yes!
What's wrong, Manuelito?
You don't like it?
I thought Santa didn't bring
presents if you misbehaved.
It's not warm.
- Is it broken?
- Of course not.
But you know how it is.
It depends on its mood.
I don't get why you don't change it.
Don't let it hear you,
or it won't work at all.
It hasn't worked in years!
Baby, this oven has
great sentimental value.
Your dad installed it.
The turkey will be fine.
Don't worry. You just have to be patient.
Okay, what about the cod,
the apple salad, the romeritos?
Everything will be ready, I have time.
So lose that military dictator face.
What's that?
Grandma's recipes.
It's unreadable.
You're terrible, baby.
First you complain about
the oven and now Grandma.
Mom, my mother-in-law
makes a turkey with bacon gravy
that has won awards.
Mom!
What is it, darling?
You're making dinner.
Yes. I had a thought.
What?
Since we don't know
what they're serving at Lidia's,
we can have another dinner here.
Mom!
You and Lidia are invited.
Great idea, right?
Okay, that's enough.
Understand that we're spending Christmas
at Lidia's family's home.
And we'll have a great time.
And we'll eat everything they serve, okay?
Lalo.
Don't steal anything from the house.
Mom, Manuel put a negative label on me.
Your brother is going to therapy,
the psychologist says he's doing great.
- Sof.
- What?
No activism, please.
Don't say Christmas
is a capitalist invention.
Or that religion was invented out of fear
- from being lonely.
- Stay out of it.
Yes. That too. It's a Christmas dinner.
Let's have a good time. It's not hard.
Silenced by a Whitexican.
You're also a Whitexican.
Accept your privilege.
Since you got married,
everything we do is wrong.
Sorry. I just want us to be
a normal family.
Okay. We all agree then. Right?
Okay.
I have some important calls to make.
I'll check on the turkey.
- What?
- How did you do it?
Do what?
Convince Mom
to go to your mother-in-law's.
You're her favorite, but that's too much.
I just talked to her,
it was very reasonable.
No, Manuel. No!
I already started prepping
and I won't cancel now.
Mom, Lidia's dad died on December 24th.
Really?
Yes. And that's why
they spend every Christmas
together at their house.
Can you make that sacrifice, Mom?
Fine, darling.
Did he really die on the 24th?
Yes, it's a very delicate topic
for the family.
So don't say a word about it.
No comments, okay?
The good thing is that, after this,
you won't be the favorite anymore.
I want everything pretty
and legal, Emilio.
Lidis, before you go,
your purse looks worn out.
You need a new one.
I got a great deal
on some authentic purses.
I'm reselling them.
They're Ducci.
- Gucci?
- No, Ducci.
They're running out,
so I'd hurry if I were you.
Okay, I'll buy one,
but under one condition.
Don't offer them to my mother-in-law.
Okay, I promise.
Hey.
How did it go?
My house is ready
to host the best Christmas of your lives.
- How was your family?
- Great.
They're very excited to meet each other.
Good.
Was I supposed to tell her the truth?
No.
You know what I'll do?
What?
I'll give you your present in advance.
Oh, I love that.
Thank you.
Hurry up, my donkey, let's go see Jesus
With my little donkey
I'm going to Bethlehem
With my little donkey
I'm going to Bethlehem
No, no, no.
Holy shit.
What's up? Do you like it?
It's very Christmassy.
Poke had a lot of cool ornaments,
but nobody wanted these,
so I felt bad and brought them home.
Wait until you see the inside.
Hurry up, my little donkey
We're almost there
What's that?
You wanted Christmas, sis,
so I brought Christmas.
Why did you bring a donkey?
I see you've met Ramiro.
What? Nothing says Christmas
like a donkey.
No, it's not fear.
It's respect for the beast.
When I was little,
I went to a ranch and a donkey...
Bit me.
Only that happened,
it's the official version, okay?
It's the Virgin and St. Joseph's ride.
They we're going to kill him
to make Cheetos.
No!
But don't say anything,
it's a sensitive topic.
It can't stay, Emilio.
It'll get stolen outside, like my bike.
Put him in the laundry room
and take care of him.
Everything okay?
Yes! It's super cute.
It took me by surprise.
That was Lidia.
Remember I told you about her?
Mom, how's everything going?
Do you need any help?
The cod and the romeritos are done.
We just need to heat them up.
And to add the raisins to the apple salad,
and we put it in the fridge
because it's best served cold.
And the turkey?
Ta-da!
It's making progress.
Did you rinse the cod?
Are you supposed to rinse cod?
How would I know?
That's basic.
You need to wash everything
before cooking.
Okay.
What's with the dress?
Manuel's mom gave it to me when...
Go away. When they went to Stanford.
It's very... festive.
Giddy-up, little donkey, giddy-up
Go faster, we're late
Giddy-up...
It's incredible.
Is this for real?
The decoration is very special.
Very eye-catching and bright.
- In-law...
- I'm glad you liked it.
And I'm glad you came,
our house is your house.
This isn't our house.
It's an expression.
Emilio!
This is my son.
- Emilio.
- What's up, in-laws!
They're not your in-laws.
- Then what are they?
- My in-laws.
Call me whatever you want, son.
Thanks, Mom-in-law.
It was about time
we got all together, right?
Yes, especially now that we're family.
Funny, right?
We don't even know each other
and we're family now.
Yes.
So funny.
Where can I put the presents? Here?
We said no presents, Mom.
They're nothing really.
- I told her, Manuel.
- Francisco.
It's not a problem.
- We also have presents for you.
- We do?
- Of course.
- No, we don't.
Yes, the presents.
That we do have.
I'll go get them.
You stay with the guests.
Mom!
Come here, Mom.
Do you want to see a dancing Santa?
If we said there would be no presents,
let's say we don't have any presents.
No, it'd look bad
not to give them anything.
Oh, baby, calm down.
We'll give them girdles.
I have a lot of samples.
Yeah, right.
Girdles for the kid and my father-in-law.
What's wrong?
Girdles aren't only for women.
Colombian technology is very advanced.
They're working on their fat men division.
With the abdominal distension
that man has...
He needs one.
I know what we'll do.
We'll do the same thing we did
whenever I went to a birthday party.
Re-gifting.
Nice purse, Mom-in-law.
It's a special edition.
There are only 50 in the world.
I'm very into the fashion world.
You are?
Yes, in fact, I'm selling
a brand of Italian purses
with very high quality, handmade.
You don't say.
I can't sell them to you
because Lidis asked me not to.
But if I did, I could give you a discount.
I'll buy a bunch.
But within reason, right?
Just don't say anything to Lidis.
You know how she is.
Well, you don't know her, but you will.
It'll work out.
Everything's fine.
- Careful, baby.
- With what?
You don't appreciate re-gifting anymore.
So what, Mom?
Well...
You can turn into
an insufferable posh girl.
It's very easy to step
onto the other side.
You try regular prices
and you forget the charm of a bargain.
Who else is coming?
- What is it?
- I'm looking for Rosita.
- Good evening.
- Good evening.
- Rosita.
- Jaime.
I was killing time before Midnight Mass
and I decided to drop by
to give you your present.
I hope I'm not being inappropriate.
No, it's not that.
It's just that I wasn't expecting you.
- It's Christmas Eve.
- I couldn't wait.
Won't you introduce us?
Kids, this is Jaime.
Good evening, kids.
Jaime is... a friend.
Young man, can you help me
with the present? It's heavy.
Good evening.
- Good evening.
- Good evening.
Evening.
- Cute.
- I spent the whole night making it.
It stinks.
Really?
Radishes?
Are they organic?
Wow. It's the best snack plate
I've seen in my short life.
You shouldn't have.
Since you said you didn't have
a Nativity scene...
I thought, what's more Christmassy
than a Nativity made out of radishes?
It's very pretty, very folksy.
Very Mexican, right?
Indeed, it's very Mexican.
In Oaxaca, on December 23rd,
we celebrate Night of the Radishes.
Learn something.
The smell is a little strong,
but you get used to it.
- Did you like it, Rosita?
- A lot.
- Yes? I'm glad.
- Thank you.
I'm leaving. Merry Christmas, everyone.
- You too.
- No, no.
Take care.
Wait, where will you spend Christmas?
By myself. My family lives in Oaxaca.
And my boss wouldn't give me
full vacation time.
So I'll have dinner in my room.
No way! Come on.
Yes, Rosita, I have it all planned out.
No, no, no. Let's see.
You're staying for dinner with us.
Who's that man, Mom?
He's the security guard
at a client's building.
I gave him some catalogs
to pass them around.
And we started having coffee
every now and then.
Mom, why did you invite him?
I mean, you brought Manuel
and his relatives.
Because it's a family Christmas dinner.
If that's the case, I know Jaime better.
Baby, don't be like that.
Imagine the poor Virgin
being denied shelter
and having poor baby Jesus
lying around the road naked.
It's like when we were kids
and you picked up stray dogs
all the time, Lidis.
No one said anything.
Wasn't he on my side?
Okay, fine. The radish man stays.
- Can I help with anything?
- No, thank you.
I don't know if Manuelito told you,
but I studied at Cordon Bleu.
And I make an award-winning
turkey with bacon gravy.
- Which awards?
- Several.
Well, I'm a diamond level seller.
Want to see the turkey?
No!
I mean, she's our guest. Come on.
I'd love to know how you're preparing it.
Just out of curiosity.
To see how you're doing it.
It's a slow cooking technique
by a very famous chef.
Which chef?
Chepina Peralta.
- Can I help you slice the snacks?
- No, please.
- Because we need...
- Have fun.
Do you have a ham stand?
- We have all the stands.
- I forgot mine.
- My God!
- You're the guests.
Jorge. Everything okay?
People are talking.
And it's making me nervous.
What's up, Dad?
What are you doing?
I was calling your Uncle Jorge
to wish him a Merry Christmas.
Are you okay? You look worried.
- You know him. He gets upset.
- Right.
Listen... I'm glad you're here,
because... I wanted to thank you.
For what?
You didn't mock our Vegas wedding,
and that means a lot to me.
Las Vegas.
Elvis.
No fucking way!
- Do it harder.
- This one doesn't work either.
See? Nothing.
Another one.
- We don't have another one.
- What?
I don't get why she didn't bring
cocktail sausages in sauce,
like regular people.
I don't get why you told her
we had a ham stand.
Because we have this cutting board,
and that one, and that one,
and a lot of respectable boards.
Mom, what's wrong?
Hey.
- Baby.
- Do you need help?
Okay, who wants some punch?
- I do!
- Not you, buddy. Mr. Father-in-law.
Me neither. I get drunk easily.
- I'll take one.
- Well done, Mom-in-law.
I have a super popular Christmas cocktail.
All my friends ask me for the recipe.
I add pears to the brandy, ginger wine,
nutmeg, lime juice, cognac.
And I flamb it. It turns out...
Flamb, my ass.
Let's see if you like this one.
Very exotic.
I have a feeling we'll get along, ma'am.
We have a little problem with the ham.
- Can I help?
- No.
Your son is helping us.
Just in case, go buy some chips.
- Okay.
- I'll go too.
- Are you sure?
- Yes.
- So she gets to know the neighborhood.
- Just be careful.
Oh, Mom...
No, ma'am, wait, don't close!
Let me buy some chips, yeah?
Just some chips
Emilio.
- It's December 24th.
- Just some chips. Please.
Just because you let me pay
for the purse until February.
The January budget crunch is really tough.
- Take whatever you want.
- Thanks, ma'am.
- Who is this doll?
- A friend.
- Nice to meet you.
- Hi, beautiful.
- Go ahead. It's a Christmas present.
- No, don't worry, ma'am.
Emilio has been really nice to me.
Take anything you want.
- Thank you.
- Don't be shy.
- Hey.
- What?
It's a long time until February, right?
It's not nice to want to buy
something pretty and not have money.
You have to trust people.
Thank you, ma'am.
- Merry Christmas, kids.
- You too.
- Enjoy.
- Thanks.
That's no way to run a business.
Oh, well, if it wasn't for my big heart,
I'd be one of the richest men in Mexico.
Hey, help me out.
That's better.
Mexico's richest men are idiots.
They might be idiots,
but they have a lot of money.
We're counting the days
for Francisco to retire.
Next January, right?
Now we'll finally travel all around
the world like we've always wanted.
The whole world is too much.
We also said we'd live on an island.
Remember?
The one where the kids swam with sharks.
Manuelito loved extreme experiences.
- Really?
- My kids too.
That's why I took them to Acapulco
on spring break to see the animals.
We had grilled fish,
we watched the sunset.
It was a once-in-a-lifetime trip.
Yes, once-in-a-lifetime.
The only trip we ever had.
I had a plate
from our last visit around here...
That's weird. Where did Emilio put it?
I've been thinking
that if I make an effort...
I could retire when I'm 90.
You should invest your money, Rosi.
We started with very little.
And now we have enough
for Francisco to retire,
for the children to go to college,
and for Manuel to have something
while he finds a job, right?
We're both looking for work, ma'am.
Yes.
That's the attitude.
- To find a job. Soon.
- Yes.
We don't have to travel
all around the world.
We don't know Mexico.
There is plenty to see here.
Of course. Well said, sir.
We have to appreciate what we have.
People are dazzled with America and Europe
and they forget their roots.
In fact, why don't you come with me
to Midnight Mass?
- Anyone want something to drink?
- Yes, a little more wine, please.
- Manuel?
- Me too.
So, are you coming?
I used to go to that Mass
when I was little, with my grandparents.
I've never been to Mass.
Of course you have, darling.
- When?
- When you were baptized.
With all due respect, ma'am.
Cut the crap.
Well, that's weird.
I can't find the shepherds you gave me
for Mother's Day either.
Emilio must have put them away
when he was setting up the decorations.
Okay, the point is we have to find them.
MANU.
I'LL WAIT FOR YOU IN THE BATHROOM. NOW.
Every year she puts up the same Nativity
plus one extra figurine.
The first one to find it
has 365 days of good luck.
- It can't be!
- It hasn't failed me.
- But how will I find it?
- I'll give you a clue.
- The donkey near the manger.
- The one that's laughing?
No, that's a poorly made dog.
The one that's thinking.
- I've never seen a donkey.
- Really?
When we were kids, a donkey bit Manuel,
and my mom has hated them ever since.
And he'd rather look at them from afar.
Not from afar, nor up close, nothing.
I've seen enough.
- What?
- Nothing. You might be lucky tonight.
They say it's...
- Where did you hide it?
- I told you I don't have anything.
Give back what you stole.
This is very traumatic,
I'll talk about it in therapy.
I'm watching you!
I know what this means, Manuel.
As soon as the holidays are over,
we'll look for an apartment.
I don't get why you like to struggle.
- You can stay with us.
- Or with us.
No, we don't want to bother you.
- And you met over there?
- Yes, in Stanford, during our master's.
- We're both economists.
- And she's the best.
- It's not true. You are.
- Of course you are.
Very romantic but very fast.
It wasn't that fast.
- I think they were very brave.
- Yes.
You have to be very brave
to marry someone you barely know.
- Not knowing anything about each other.
- Not knowing their family.
And with Elvis, without the archbishop,
and without your mom.
- We knew each other enough.
- Yes.
Really? Lidia, did you know
Manu is a fan of Shakira?
- No, you hadn't told me.
- Just a little bit.
He even cried at her concert.
Maybe I didn't know about Shakira,
but I know what matters.
Like... you snore.
You take forever in the bathroom.
And I know you love lasagna.
Lasagna? Manuelito? No, he hates lasagna.
- What?
- Poor thing, he's lactose intolerant.
- Mom!
- He gets terribly sick.
- Lasagna!
- I hope you like it.
Yes?
- It's delicious.
- I'm so glad you like it.
I want to eat this every single day.
Yeah, right.
The chips have arrived.
We ate some on the way. Don't be mad.
My love.
- I made you lasagna once a week.
- That...
Once a week!
That Shakira thing was
the only thing you didn't know.
You said you wanted to eat it
for the rest of your life.
- What specific memory.
- Your intestines can't process it.
What's that say about our relationship?
I'm checking on the turkey.
- You have to trust. It'll be fine.
- Do you really think so, ma'am?
Yes, this oven has never let us down.
Damn! This cod looks really good.
Come. Have a taste.
I want to eat it every single day.
Grandma's recipe.
Can you excuse me?
Sweet mother of God!
Sorry if I hit you too hard.
- Mom, have you seen Ramiro?
- Who's Ramiro?
My donkey.
Did you lose the donkey?
No, I just don't know where I left him.
I don't want this to be like the hamster
all over again, we only found its bones.
And at the back,
we put a small Santa's cabin
with elves made out of ice
that glow in the dark.
I'm sure your Nativity was incredible.
It can't compare to this one.
- It turned out nice, right?
- Yes.
- We don't put up a Nativity scene.
- Of course we do.
Where?
You just haven't seen it,
but it's out there.
I'm the first one to put up
a tree in the building I work at.
A small one I brought from Chignahuapan.
Well... it seems like the turkey
will take a little more time.
- Should we open the presents?
- Yes!
Where's Manuel?
Wait, dude, wait!
Manuel.
- Hey.
- Dude.
What are you doing?
- Me?
- Yes, you.
No, nothing. I'm fine.
This one is for Rosa.
It's made of caviar.
It'll help you with all those wrinkles.
You should also use it, Esmeraldita.
This one.
For Emilio.
Wow! A video game console!
It's the best present of my life!
Of course, after the pants
you gave me
for my elementary school uniform.
And well... Jaime.
We don't have anything for Jaime.
We didn't know you were coming.
Don't worry, ma'am.
Celebrating with you all is the best gift.
This one...
is for you, Lidia.
Thank you so much.
- What is this?
- We bought you an apartment.
What?
He got married in Vegas, by Elvis!
And he didn't invite anyone!
We didn't even know where he was.
- An apartment?
- An apartment?
If you don't like it, we'll return it.
We haven't signed yet.
You don't like it, right?
Of course we like it.
- Yes, but it's too much.
- It's too much.
- What were we thinking?
- We wanted them to have a home.
- It's not fully furnished yet.
- Furnished?
I was waiting
to hire the decorator
so it's to their liking.
Now you have a place to begin your life.
- I love you.
- I love you.
- Son. Congratulations.
- Thank you so much, ma'am.
- Congratulations.
- Sir, thank you so much.
Now it's our turn.
- Yes, of course.
- Yes.
Let's see. This one is for Esmeralda.
- Thank you.
- They're eight soaps.
It smells like a baby.
Thanks.
This one is for Francisco.
Thank you very much.
The picture of a new family member.
This one is for Sofa.
These colors are trending in New Zealand.
See how it's even got a world map?
Thank you.
This one is for Manuel.
Hey!
Wow!
I love these.
So you don't get cold
in your new apartment.
Those socks look a lot
like the ones you give me every year.
Maybe you won't get them this year.
- Thank you.
- You're welcome.
And this one is for...
the little Tasmanian devil
that came to visit us.
Wow!
A thousand-piece!
It's a special edition
of 970-something pieces
to make it even harder.
Such nice presents. You're so creative.
"Such nice presents."
Such nice hypocrisy! Really, a puzzle?
What's wrong with that?
- The important thing is to give your all.
- It was incomplete, honey.
- We made it through the presents.
- They gave you an apartment, Lidia.
How can that compare
to an incomplete puzzle?
You give what you can.
At least the turkey will be ready.
Do you see that thigh?
It looks browner.
It's the same as this morning.
- What if we try it?
- No.
It's not a good idea to eat raw turkey.
Okay, let's make your brother taste it,
he never gets sick.
No.
I have an idea.
Are you sure Grandma cooked with that?
Yes, it gives it a smoky flavor.
- It's better than your mother-in-law's.
- What's your problem with her?
Nothing, but...
An apartment, Lidia?
Mom, I didn't know
they would give me an apartment.
No, no one does that.
They mean well.
That family does everything fast.
A fast wedding, the apartment.
They're skipping all the steps.
They're also my family now.
What happened?
Emilio's lights and your hair dryer
blew out a fuse.
- Let's see.
- No, not there.
Tell me.
Do you think Manuel and I
got married too fast?
Yes.
Especially because you don't make
rash decisions.
That's why we didn't let you pick
the Christmas movie.
Because you had to read
the director's biography,
the movie's review...
I don't know why I did it.
You fell in love.
But I don't even know him.
You mean because of the donkey thing?
He's scared of donkeys.
See? Even you know him better.
And what's with Mom?
She's acting weird. Why did she do this?
She wanted to show off to you.
You now belong to the one percent, Lidia.
How will we compete against that?
Give me my phone.
This one blew.
This would never have happened at home.
Mom.
We would be eating my turkey
with bacon gravy by now.
It's not even that good. It's too greasy.
- What did I do wrong?
- Sofi's right.
The turkey I saw
in the kitchen looks light.
I'm sure it'll be tasty.
- See? Everything we do seems wrong to you.
- Sofi said it, not me.
What's wrong with you?
But you have changed.
I talked about it in therapy.
It stresses me out.
- See what you're doing to the boy?
- Come on.
That's enough.
Lidia's family is making a great effort.
Remember this is a very sad day for them.
So we will eat the turkey.
- Or whatever they give us.
- Okay.
If they give us anything.
- No way.
- Mom!
Mom, you barely know him
and you're kissing him?
My mom was kissing Jaime.
Precisely today? That's terrible.
Yes, just now, I saw them.
But it's such a difficult day
for all of you.
- What?
- Weren't...
Weren't we going to the Mass thing?
Midnight Mass.
But it's still too early.
It's never too early to visit God's house.
Okay.
Maybe it was too early.
Yes, the radish man said so.
There's blood everywhere. It's awesome.
How nice to see such a close-knit family.
What's the name of that pretty boy?
Lalo.
Do you want to help me collect the alms?
No!
We shouldn't take away this...
special opportunity from other kids.
My God! Let him participate.
Can everyone see how he limits me?
Come. I'll show you how.
May the Lord be with you.
And with your spirit.
Lift up your hearts.
We lift our hearts to the Lord.
- Let us thank...
- Thanks.
The Lord who is our God-
Brothers, sisters.
Mrs. Mary reminds you
that tomorrow she'll announce
the winner of the Christmas basket
for the biggest turkey.
And she encourages you
to try harder next year,
especially Mrs. Coquita, who brought one
that weighed one a half kilos.
That's all for the announcements.
- May I?
- Yes.
Thank you.
Hi.
For those who are interested,
I'm selling a very fashionable
purse brand.
I'm sure you've seen it, right?
Famous people wear it, Ducci.
They're Italian, like the Vatican.
- Give back what you stole, Satan.
- What did you say?
This demon stole the alms.
- I knew it.
- My son is no demon.
He's hyperactive, sure, but that's all.
I didn't know I couldn't keep the money.
No one told me.
See? It's your fault
because you didn't tell him.
Mom.
Eduardo, give the money back to the lady.
Fine.
Even though it wasn't my child's mistake,
we'll give you triple the amount
you collected.
- Right, Francisco?
- But he's giving it back.
God rewards generosity
and punishes stinginess.
It's up to you.
- Do you take credit cards?
- Yes, of course.
In installments?
It's a miracle!
- It's a Christmas miracle.
- The power is back.
I think now we'll finally have dinner.
I'm sure the turkey is ready.
And the cod was delicious,
right, Manuel?
Yes, it's delicious, ma'am.
Careful, Mom.
He said the same about my lasagna.
Sweetheart.
No, it's really good.
What happened? The donkey.
Ramiro...
- Don't get close, he has rabies.
- Manuelito, I'll protect you.
You swim with sharks
but a donkey scares you?
It's not fear, I respect them! There.
Sharks have never bitten him.
It's super cute!
- See? I told you there'd be surprises.
- My radishes! No!
No... My figurines.
- Poor Ramiro, you were hungry.
- Drop that, donkey.
The dinner.
Not even the donkey ate the cod, ma'am.
My cod!
Damn Ramiro!
At least the turkey
is exactly as we left it.
Yes.
Raw.
Baby, tone down your negativity.
No.
I don't know why I thought
this could be a good idea.
What are you trying to say?
That we can't have a normal Christmas.
All of our Christmases are normal.
Really? No one is having a good time.
Except for your boyfriend.
He's having an awesome time.
Listen, baby.
I understand this wasn't the best moment
to meet him, but Jaime and I are friends.
Sometimes we go out, kiss a little.
- Normal things.
- What do I care?
We're not a couple because
I don't know him well enough
and I won't marry him out of the blue!
So this how it's going to be now? Fine.
Look, I think we should discuss this
after dinner.
- What dinner?
- The one I've been cooking all day
so you can show off to your new family!
Manuel, leave that, he won't bite you.
He's so calm.
Come on, Sofa.
You're blinded by the animal.
Can't you see how
he's looking at me? With hatred.
- With hunger.
- How can he be hungry?
He ate my entire radish Nativity.
Can I pet him?
No, no, no.
He's dangerous.
Demon versus demon, maybe Lalito will win.
Are you going to criticize us again?
Do you want me to criticize him?
Let's see. Eduardo,
give back what you've stolen.
He already did.
No, Dad, your little klepto son
has been stealing things
from this house since he arrived.
I have the number
of a few correctional institutions.
In case you need them.
- Please.
- Stay out of it, sir.
I agree. You've done enough.
- Me?
- Yes. Poor kid.
Finding out his mom has a new boyfriend.
No, I'm not her boyfriend, ma'am.
I was clearly told there's
something called friends with benefits.
Easy...
Son.
Don't say that.
On the anniversary of the death
- of this poor boy's dad.
- No, Mom.
- May he rest in peace.
- Mom.
No. My dad died in March.
December, honey.
Your daddy died in December.
No, he died in March, around spring.
What?
Yes, in fact, every time
I think of Benito Jurez I get sad.
- The party is over.
- Mom.
There's no dinner.
This wouldn't have happened at my house.
Of course there will be dinner.
Don't worry.
Lidia, don't lie.
The donkey ate most of the food.
Mom.
Donkeys are insatiable. Right, Manuel?
I thought I could save the turkey but...
My daughter is right.
I'm a mess.
I never said that, Mom.
- Lidia, can I ask you a question?
- Yes, of course, ma'am.
When did your father die?
March 28th, why?
Manuel!
We came because you said
her dad died on Christmas Eve.
What?
- No. Are you for real, Manuel?
- Okay.
He did die. He's dead.
Maybe he didn't die on Christmas Eve.
Why did you lie to us, Manuel?
Why do you think, Mom?
Would you have come to this house
if I hadn't said that?
- Why? What's wrong with my house?
- Nothing.
Do you understand what's going on here?
Just to know if I have to fight too.
No. No fighting.
I accept it. I lied.
But that doesn't make me a liar, okay?
If we count the lies, they're just a few.
Yes, I lied about the day
my father-in-law died.
I lied about the lasagna,
but only so Lidia wouldn't feel bad.
I lied when I said my family
was excited to come to dinner.
I didn't tell Lidia about the photo,
but omissions aren't lies.
I didn't tell her
about my mom's secret dinner,
and well, the cod thing,
but that cod was terrible.
You have to understand that my mom
gets a little intense around Christmas.
- Francisco, say something.
- Your mother doesn't get a little intense.
She gets intense. That's all.
- What?
- Yes, Mom. Like today.
When you wanted Manuel
to be in the family photo.
Lalo!
What family photo?
We wore horrible sweaters,
you didn't miss out on anything.
Why wasn't I in the family photo?
Am I not a part of your family?
My love, you are my family.
- What if you get divorced tomorrow?
- For fuck's sake!
- Watch your language. There are kids.
- I know worse things.
If you thought they would get a divorce,
why did we buy the apartment?
That's what I say.
Why? Why do you all think
we're going to get divorced?
Mom?
Because we don't know each other, Manuel.
And you lie to me all the time.
- You lie to me too.
- When did I lie?
Lidia, please! You said it'd be
the best Christmas of my life.
That everything was ready,
but they're all having an awful time.
You're having an awful time.
Well, I did all of this
so you wouldn't be scared!
- To make this work.
- Was it a lie or not?
Okay.
Okay. I did lie, but it's nothing
compared to all your lies.
I lied to you. You lied to me.
I forgive you. You forgive me.
There, that's it.
They're right, Manuel.
- We rushed into this.
- Don't say that.
You and I love each other.
Yes, but sometimes that's not enough.
That's because love is
a patriarchal creation made to subdue...
Sof.
You know what? This is over.
This party is over.
That's what I said from the start.
- We won't have dinner.
- Please, everyone go home, okay?
I'll call an Uber
and we'll fix this at home.
- Lidia.
- No, you go.
I'm staying here.
Now you can celebrate Christmas
the way you like it.
- My love.
- Let's go, Manuel.
- Lalo.
- Sorry.
Let's go.
Jaime, I'm sorry.
It's okay, Rosita. I invited myself.
It was a lot more fun
than staying in my room.
I thought those fights
only happened in soap operas.
I'm off.
I understand
It's okay
I swear it's okay
Thank you.
- Bye.
- Bye, little angel.
- Thank you, Mrs. Rosa.
- Good night.
Thank you.
Of my imagination
But I want you to know
That I don't love you out of vanity
Or something superficial
I don't want you far or near
I regret yesterday
Although I can't change or forget
What I confessed
I wanted to take care of you,
to purify you
Teach you how to love
But I failed, I tried
And I only pushed you away
Excuse me.
And I ask God to let you go from me
To take care of you
But I can't stand to be like this
I'll be there in a minute, honey.
And I will see you grow
Build, laugh, fulfill
Even if I'm with someone else
I'll always think of you
- Are we having dinner?
- Of course, darling.
And I want to see you suffering
Crying, from loving so hard
Even if it's not for me
I want you to be able to feel
I don't want you far or near
I regret yesterday
What?
Although I can't change or forget...
Leave that, kid!
- Wait for your mom and brother.
- What if they don't come down?
Fine, eat something. But be discreet.
- Can you pass the potatoes?
- Yes.
And if I couldn't teach you
Someone else will teach you
Today I'll stop dreaming about you
Hey, aren't you forgetting
- A little detail?
- No, what?
Lidia. Where's her sweater?
I'll call her and tell her to come.
Although I can't change or forget
What I confessed
I wanted to take care of you,
to purify you
Teach you how to love
No, Ramiro, why?
The only good thing about all of this
is that,
in the end, we three Garcas are together.
The original three.
Yes, the original three.
Do you want hamburgers?
The place next door is open 24 hours.
Mr. Luis is an atheist,
so he opens on Christmas.
No.
I think we should talk about
what happened first.
We don't talk, Mom.
We only make passive-aggressive comments
and then we forget about it.
Well, this time will be different.
- Why?
- Because it's Christmas.
And I want to explain
why I wanted to celebrate here.
- To impress Lidia, we know.
- No.
Well, sort of.
I wanted
to prove to you
that I can also throw a nice party.
Mom, that...
- That doesn't matter.
- It matters to me.
I can't buy you a designer dress.
I can't make you a turkey with gravy.
Actually, I don't know
if I can make a turkey.
Come...
And I don't want to lose you.
This dress is really pretty,
really fierce,
but it fits like this
because I'm wearing my Colombian girdle.
You're the foundation
of everything in my life.
You both are the foundation
of all my life.
Okay, let's change the subject.
Tell us about the radish man.
So we're back
to the passive-aggressive comments.
The radish man?
- Do you like him?
- No, he's my friend.
Yeah, right, Mom.
The truth is...
I don't know if I'm ready to date someone.
I don't know if I'll ever be ready.
Well.
Who knows, right?
Maybe in a couple of years.
How are you, Manuelito?
I'm not in the mood for "Manuelito."
Manuel.
I think this year
I didn't cook the turkey very well.
You know how hard it is for me
to admit when I do something wrong.
Yes. I know.
Because I don't usually make mistakes.
Something tells me you're talking about
something that has
nothing to do with the turkey.
- You're right. The turkey is perfect.
- Mom!
I know I was wrong about you.
And about Lidia.
You had the wedding that made you happy.
Even if it hurts to admit it
and to think that you've grown up,
and that you won't be here
with us anymore.
- Maybe I will.
- Don't say that.
The way Lidia looked at me...
I don't know if she'll forgive me.
What you need is a Christmas miracle.
Miracles aren't real.
Miracles aren't real, but your mom is.
Merry Christmas!
- What's wrong with you? Leave me alone.
- Let's see what Santa brought.
No.
Santa is an American agent
who never comes to this house.
You think?
Come on, Lidis, hurry up! Let's go!
Let's go, let's go, let's go, Lidis!
Come on, get up!
I'm coming!
- Lidis, hurry up!
- I'm coming. Wait, Emilio.
- Come.
- Emilio, let me go.
What's all this, Emilio?
Merry Christmas.
Seeing Manuel there with all his family...
For you, for the photo.
We'll take it again.
Your mom and brother have theirs too.
The sweaters, the dinner...
Okay. Can we eat now?
It was the best present ever.
- Jaime.
- Your kids called me.
That day, Jaime became part of the family
and we ate all together.
Let's see...
- Yes, yes, more carrots.
- I don't have any.
- Can you pass the pasta, please?
- I'll give you some.
Anyone want pasta?
Francisco told me he lost all the money.
I invested all my savings
with my brother Jorge.
Now I don't know where
my money is, or my brother.
But it was still a beautiful Christmas.
Smile.
If you had told me
that I'd be by myself a year later,
in Monterrey, I wouldn't have believed it.
- Surprise.
- My Pollo Loco.
- What are you doing here?
- I'm sorry.
Please, forgive me.
You're right.
It's my fault we're not okay.
I've been selfish, classist, and a liar.
The moment I saw you, I knew...
I wanted to spend my life with you.
Liar.
Maybe not the moment I saw you.
But you know when I did?
When I kissed you.
I swear I knew.
Looking back on all
the craziness of this past year,
I realize that you, Lidia Garca,
are my family.
Let's spend Christmas together.
Thank you for coming.
I don't know how to make
my mom's bacon gravy,
but I brought an award-winning cabrito.
I also brought some applesauce
so it feels Christmassy.
- It's perfect.
- Really?
I brought the wine
you liked the last time.
- Remember?
- Right. Thank you.
My love, are you happy I'm here?
I can go and leave you
with your Pollo Loco.
No, of course I'm happy
we're spending Christmas together.
Thank you for coming.
I don't want to fight anymore.
You're right. We won't fight.
We're going to celebrate.
- To us.
- Merry Christmas.
- What about us?
- We're here.
- Yes, but I mean the toast.
- Enough, Manuel.
- I don't want to fight.
- But I do.
I want to make up with you,
I want to cry by your side.
I want to laugh by your side,
I want it all.
Because I love you
and life is better by your side.
And that's why I want
to fight with you forever.
When are you going back?
So you didn't want to fight...
Give me your hand.
- Come with me. I brought you a gift.
- I didn't get you anything.
Don't worry. You're the spoiled one.
You asked me
when I was going back to Mexico.
I'm not going back.
Because my home and my family is
wherever you are, Lidia Garca-San Romn.
- I love you.
- I love you.
And I want to fight with you all my life.
- Merry Christmas.
- Merry Christmas.
Did you really think
this would be a sad story?
It's a Christmas movie, for fuck's sake.
- Merry Christmas!
- Merry Christmas!
Turkey or no turkey, we're together.
That's all that matters.
With turkey, always, but together.
Christmas means family.
It's the perfect time to show
all the love we have for each other.
It's a day to have a great time.
Merry Christmas!
The best gift is being
with the person you love.
Always together.
- I love you.
- I love you.
The Virgin is combing her hair
Between the curtains
Her hair is made of gold
And the comb is made of silver
But look at...
So you're really
not spending Christmas with us?
I don't have time off.
You could make an effort, Lidia.
You could come on the 24th.
I made an effort coming today.
No, you came to a work meeting.
No, I came to see you
and I also had a work meeting.
It's not the same.
Come on.
No, you come on.
You haven't even been to my place.
- Your place?
- Yes, my place.
You have to put in the work
to make it our place.
I work until 9:00 p.m. on the 24th.
Babe, but we always spend Christmas here.
We've only spent one Christmas here.
The only one we've spent together,
therefore we always spend Christmas here.
You know I live in Monterrey.
- Do you want me to be alone?
- No.
Never. That's why we'll spend it here.
My mom won't be here.
Neither will my dad,
and I don't want you to leave me alone.
Okay, I have a plan. You spend
Christmas here with our siblings.
With Jaime and my mom.
And I'll come back for New Year's
and we'll have a talk.
About what?
- About us.
- What about us?
- Why? What do you mean?
- Next year.
You can make an effort.
I swear this Christmas will be awesome.
Right, just like last year's.
- Hi, Mom.
- Lidia.
Last chance to stay home for Christmas.
We're on our way to get the turkey.
What a hit! Turn it up.
No, buy the smallest turkey.
I told you I have to work.
Emilio, that song makes zero sense.
Hey, I like it.
You're right, sweetie, work comes first.
Really?
Wow.
Where are you? At Santa Claus' rave?
You know what? I'll call you back.
- Emilio Garca!
- What?
You're lacking Christmas spirit.
Things have been tense since yesterday.
Why?
What do you mean, "why"?
Manuel and Lidia are doing terrible.
Yes, that's over.
No, Rosita,
I thought they were doing great.
Holding hands...
I think Lidia looked better than ever.
Manuel too.
I mean, he's never been great
but he didn't complain yesterday.
Look, what was Lidia doing while
we were planning the Christmas party?
Bitching
- Lalo!
- No. She was smiling, wasn't she?
What was she doing
while we were handing out names
- for Secret Santa?
- A bitch face?
No, she was smiling as well.
Exactly.
If Lidia's not fighting,
it means she's done.
- If you say so, Rosita.
- Yes, I say so.
If Lidia doesn't come for Christmas,
the next step will be divorce.
Why does Lidia have to come for Christmas?
Manuel is being stubborn.
She's working and paying their bills.
He should fix this.
Team Lidia over here.
I'll miss you, Jaime.
Why?
If our family depends on Manuel,
we're screwed.
He's never had a good idea.
- Stop being like that.
- It's true!
He's right.
Our families meeting
at Christmas dinner...
Worst idea ever.
Please, let's spend Christmas together.
My mom taught yours
how to cook the turkey.
Plus, we all get along now.
They do.
We don't.
I had enough with last year's Christmas.
I'm fed up with Christmas!
CHRISTMAS IS CANCELLED
ONE YEAR EARLIER
(THE DAY THE FAMILIES MET)
Mom!
What's up, Mom?
- How are you?
- Great, but what are you doing here?
I mean, you can come anytime.
This is your house but...
- Are you skinny?
- Am I?
You're not eating well.
I'll put you on a vitamin T diet.
- Tortas and tamales. Emilio!
- No, I'm fine.
Listen, I came to see
if you needed help with anything.
No, I have everything under control.
Mom, this doesn't look Christmassy.
I can't believe her.
No tree, no ornaments,
not even a Christmas Nativity.
What's a birthday party
without the birthday boy?
MERRY CHRISTMAS
SAN ROMN
Hey! I'm home.
Manuelito, my darling.
I'm so glad you're home.
I have a surprise for you.
My mom's turkey with bacon gravy,
the only thing she can cook.
Or the Christmas photo.
How pretty!
Your sister says
we're not Christmassy enough.
Well, we're not.
Mom.
Why does Santa never stop at our house?
Santa Claus is an American spy
who breaks into homes
in Third World countries
to destabilize them.
Really, Mom.
It's a miracle we didn't turn out worse.
Don't you worry, yeah?
I'll light this place
as if it were downtown.
- Or like a mall...
- No!
Or...
What will you do?
Poke will help me out with some things.
Do you want fake snow or is it too much?
Forget it, we turned out pretty horrible.
Right?
Yes.
Fine.
Just make sure it's pretty.
Definitely prettier than marrying
a posh prince.
Yes, Emilio. Please make it look pretty.
We need to help your sister
show off with her in-laws.
I don't want to show off,
but they're coming
for the first time
and I want to make a good impression.
- Pose for the picture.
- No.
I'm not taking a photo without Lidia.
Manuel!
I wasn't invited to your wedding.
You didn't stay here at home.
I sacrificed my Christmas for you!
And you can't do something as simple
as being in the family photo?
Yes, I can.
Yes, I can.
Sit straight.
- Ready?
- Yes.
Smile.
Done. Now open your presents.
- Yes!
- Yes!
What's wrong, Manuelito?
You don't like it?
I thought Santa didn't bring
presents if you misbehaved.
It's not warm.
- Is it broken?
- Of course not.
But you know how it is.
It depends on its mood.
I don't get why you don't change it.
Don't let it hear you,
or it won't work at all.
It hasn't worked in years!
Baby, this oven has
great sentimental value.
Your dad installed it.
The turkey will be fine.
Don't worry. You just have to be patient.
Okay, what about the cod,
the apple salad, the romeritos?
Everything will be ready, I have time.
So lose that military dictator face.
What's that?
Grandma's recipes.
It's unreadable.
You're terrible, baby.
First you complain about
the oven and now Grandma.
Mom, my mother-in-law
makes a turkey with bacon gravy
that has won awards.
Mom!
What is it, darling?
You're making dinner.
Yes. I had a thought.
What?
Since we don't know
what they're serving at Lidia's,
we can have another dinner here.
Mom!
You and Lidia are invited.
Great idea, right?
Okay, that's enough.
Understand that we're spending Christmas
at Lidia's family's home.
And we'll have a great time.
And we'll eat everything they serve, okay?
Lalo.
Don't steal anything from the house.
Mom, Manuel put a negative label on me.
Your brother is going to therapy,
the psychologist says he's doing great.
- Sof.
- What?
No activism, please.
Don't say Christmas
is a capitalist invention.
Or that religion was invented out of fear
- from being lonely.
- Stay out of it.
Yes. That too. It's a Christmas dinner.
Let's have a good time. It's not hard.
Silenced by a Whitexican.
You're also a Whitexican.
Accept your privilege.
Since you got married,
everything we do is wrong.
Sorry. I just want us to be
a normal family.
Okay. We all agree then. Right?
Okay.
I have some important calls to make.
I'll check on the turkey.
- What?
- How did you do it?
Do what?
Convince Mom
to go to your mother-in-law's.
You're her favorite, but that's too much.
I just talked to her,
it was very reasonable.
No, Manuel. No!
I already started prepping
and I won't cancel now.
Mom, Lidia's dad died on December 24th.
Really?
Yes. And that's why
they spend every Christmas
together at their house.
Can you make that sacrifice, Mom?
Fine, darling.
Did he really die on the 24th?
Yes, it's a very delicate topic
for the family.
So don't say a word about it.
No comments, okay?
The good thing is that, after this,
you won't be the favorite anymore.
I want everything pretty
and legal, Emilio.
Lidis, before you go,
your purse looks worn out.
You need a new one.
I got a great deal
on some authentic purses.
I'm reselling them.
They're Ducci.
- Gucci?
- No, Ducci.
They're running out,
so I'd hurry if I were you.
Okay, I'll buy one,
but under one condition.
Don't offer them to my mother-in-law.
Okay, I promise.
Hey.
How did it go?
My house is ready
to host the best Christmas of your lives.
- How was your family?
- Great.
They're very excited to meet each other.
Good.
Was I supposed to tell her the truth?
No.
You know what I'll do?
What?
I'll give you your present in advance.
Oh, I love that.
Thank you.
Hurry up, my donkey, let's go see Jesus
With my little donkey
I'm going to Bethlehem
With my little donkey
I'm going to Bethlehem
No, no, no.
Holy shit.
What's up? Do you like it?
It's very Christmassy.
Poke had a lot of cool ornaments,
but nobody wanted these,
so I felt bad and brought them home.
Wait until you see the inside.
Hurry up, my little donkey
We're almost there
What's that?
You wanted Christmas, sis,
so I brought Christmas.
Why did you bring a donkey?
I see you've met Ramiro.
What? Nothing says Christmas
like a donkey.
No, it's not fear.
It's respect for the beast.
When I was little,
I went to a ranch and a donkey...
Bit me.
Only that happened,
it's the official version, okay?
It's the Virgin and St. Joseph's ride.
They we're going to kill him
to make Cheetos.
No!
But don't say anything,
it's a sensitive topic.
It can't stay, Emilio.
It'll get stolen outside, like my bike.
Put him in the laundry room
and take care of him.
Everything okay?
Yes! It's super cute.
It took me by surprise.
That was Lidia.
Remember I told you about her?
Mom, how's everything going?
Do you need any help?
The cod and the romeritos are done.
We just need to heat them up.
And to add the raisins to the apple salad,
and we put it in the fridge
because it's best served cold.
And the turkey?
Ta-da!
It's making progress.
Did you rinse the cod?
Are you supposed to rinse cod?
How would I know?
That's basic.
You need to wash everything
before cooking.
Okay.
What's with the dress?
Manuel's mom gave it to me when...
Go away. When they went to Stanford.
It's very... festive.
Giddy-up, little donkey, giddy-up
Go faster, we're late
Giddy-up...
It's incredible.
Is this for real?
The decoration is very special.
Very eye-catching and bright.
- In-law...
- I'm glad you liked it.
And I'm glad you came,
our house is your house.
This isn't our house.
It's an expression.
Emilio!
This is my son.
- Emilio.
- What's up, in-laws!
They're not your in-laws.
- Then what are they?
- My in-laws.
Call me whatever you want, son.
Thanks, Mom-in-law.
It was about time
we got all together, right?
Yes, especially now that we're family.
Funny, right?
We don't even know each other
and we're family now.
Yes.
So funny.
Where can I put the presents? Here?
We said no presents, Mom.
They're nothing really.
- I told her, Manuel.
- Francisco.
It's not a problem.
- We also have presents for you.
- We do?
- Of course.
- No, we don't.
Yes, the presents.
That we do have.
I'll go get them.
You stay with the guests.
Mom!
Come here, Mom.
Do you want to see a dancing Santa?
If we said there would be no presents,
let's say we don't have any presents.
No, it'd look bad
not to give them anything.
Oh, baby, calm down.
We'll give them girdles.
I have a lot of samples.
Yeah, right.
Girdles for the kid and my father-in-law.
What's wrong?
Girdles aren't only for women.
Colombian technology is very advanced.
They're working on their fat men division.
With the abdominal distension
that man has...
He needs one.
I know what we'll do.
We'll do the same thing we did
whenever I went to a birthday party.
Re-gifting.
Nice purse, Mom-in-law.
It's a special edition.
There are only 50 in the world.
I'm very into the fashion world.
You are?
Yes, in fact, I'm selling
a brand of Italian purses
with very high quality, handmade.
You don't say.
I can't sell them to you
because Lidis asked me not to.
But if I did, I could give you a discount.
I'll buy a bunch.
But within reason, right?
Just don't say anything to Lidis.
You know how she is.
Well, you don't know her, but you will.
It'll work out.
Everything's fine.
- Careful, baby.
- With what?
You don't appreciate re-gifting anymore.
So what, Mom?
Well...
You can turn into
an insufferable posh girl.
It's very easy to step
onto the other side.
You try regular prices
and you forget the charm of a bargain.
Who else is coming?
- What is it?
- I'm looking for Rosita.
- Good evening.
- Good evening.
- Rosita.
- Jaime.
I was killing time before Midnight Mass
and I decided to drop by
to give you your present.
I hope I'm not being inappropriate.
No, it's not that.
It's just that I wasn't expecting you.
- It's Christmas Eve.
- I couldn't wait.
Won't you introduce us?
Kids, this is Jaime.
Good evening, kids.
Jaime is... a friend.
Young man, can you help me
with the present? It's heavy.
Good evening.
- Good evening.
- Good evening.
Evening.
- Cute.
- I spent the whole night making it.
It stinks.
Really?
Radishes?
Are they organic?
Wow. It's the best snack plate
I've seen in my short life.
You shouldn't have.
Since you said you didn't have
a Nativity scene...
I thought, what's more Christmassy
than a Nativity made out of radishes?
It's very pretty, very folksy.
Very Mexican, right?
Indeed, it's very Mexican.
In Oaxaca, on December 23rd,
we celebrate Night of the Radishes.
Learn something.
The smell is a little strong,
but you get used to it.
- Did you like it, Rosita?
- A lot.
- Yes? I'm glad.
- Thank you.
I'm leaving. Merry Christmas, everyone.
- You too.
- No, no.
Take care.
Wait, where will you spend Christmas?
By myself. My family lives in Oaxaca.
And my boss wouldn't give me
full vacation time.
So I'll have dinner in my room.
No way! Come on.
Yes, Rosita, I have it all planned out.
No, no, no. Let's see.
You're staying for dinner with us.
Who's that man, Mom?
He's the security guard
at a client's building.
I gave him some catalogs
to pass them around.
And we started having coffee
every now and then.
Mom, why did you invite him?
I mean, you brought Manuel
and his relatives.
Because it's a family Christmas dinner.
If that's the case, I know Jaime better.
Baby, don't be like that.
Imagine the poor Virgin
being denied shelter
and having poor baby Jesus
lying around the road naked.
It's like when we were kids
and you picked up stray dogs
all the time, Lidis.
No one said anything.
Wasn't he on my side?
Okay, fine. The radish man stays.
- Can I help with anything?
- No, thank you.
I don't know if Manuelito told you,
but I studied at Cordon Bleu.
And I make an award-winning
turkey with bacon gravy.
- Which awards?
- Several.
Well, I'm a diamond level seller.
Want to see the turkey?
No!
I mean, she's our guest. Come on.
I'd love to know how you're preparing it.
Just out of curiosity.
To see how you're doing it.
It's a slow cooking technique
by a very famous chef.
Which chef?
Chepina Peralta.
- Can I help you slice the snacks?
- No, please.
- Because we need...
- Have fun.
Do you have a ham stand?
- We have all the stands.
- I forgot mine.
- My God!
- You're the guests.
Jorge. Everything okay?
People are talking.
And it's making me nervous.
What's up, Dad?
What are you doing?
I was calling your Uncle Jorge
to wish him a Merry Christmas.
Are you okay? You look worried.
- You know him. He gets upset.
- Right.
Listen... I'm glad you're here,
because... I wanted to thank you.
For what?
You didn't mock our Vegas wedding,
and that means a lot to me.
Las Vegas.
Elvis.
No fucking way!
- Do it harder.
- This one doesn't work either.
See? Nothing.
Another one.
- We don't have another one.
- What?
I don't get why she didn't bring
cocktail sausages in sauce,
like regular people.
I don't get why you told her
we had a ham stand.
Because we have this cutting board,
and that one, and that one,
and a lot of respectable boards.
Mom, what's wrong?
Hey.
- Baby.
- Do you need help?
Okay, who wants some punch?
- I do!
- Not you, buddy. Mr. Father-in-law.
Me neither. I get drunk easily.
- I'll take one.
- Well done, Mom-in-law.
I have a super popular Christmas cocktail.
All my friends ask me for the recipe.
I add pears to the brandy, ginger wine,
nutmeg, lime juice, cognac.
And I flamb it. It turns out...
Flamb, my ass.
Let's see if you like this one.
Very exotic.
I have a feeling we'll get along, ma'am.
We have a little problem with the ham.
- Can I help?
- No.
Your son is helping us.
Just in case, go buy some chips.
- Okay.
- I'll go too.
- Are you sure?
- Yes.
- So she gets to know the neighborhood.
- Just be careful.
Oh, Mom...
No, ma'am, wait, don't close!
Let me buy some chips, yeah?
Just some chips
Emilio.
- It's December 24th.
- Just some chips. Please.
Just because you let me pay
for the purse until February.
The January budget crunch is really tough.
- Take whatever you want.
- Thanks, ma'am.
- Who is this doll?
- A friend.
- Nice to meet you.
- Hi, beautiful.
- Go ahead. It's a Christmas present.
- No, don't worry, ma'am.
Emilio has been really nice to me.
Take anything you want.
- Thank you.
- Don't be shy.
- Hey.
- What?
It's a long time until February, right?
It's not nice to want to buy
something pretty and not have money.
You have to trust people.
Thank you, ma'am.
- Merry Christmas, kids.
- You too.
- Enjoy.
- Thanks.
That's no way to run a business.
Oh, well, if it wasn't for my big heart,
I'd be one of the richest men in Mexico.
Hey, help me out.
That's better.
Mexico's richest men are idiots.
They might be idiots,
but they have a lot of money.
We're counting the days
for Francisco to retire.
Next January, right?
Now we'll finally travel all around
the world like we've always wanted.
The whole world is too much.
We also said we'd live on an island.
Remember?
The one where the kids swam with sharks.
Manuelito loved extreme experiences.
- Really?
- My kids too.
That's why I took them to Acapulco
on spring break to see the animals.
We had grilled fish,
we watched the sunset.
It was a once-in-a-lifetime trip.
Yes, once-in-a-lifetime.
The only trip we ever had.
I had a plate
from our last visit around here...
That's weird. Where did Emilio put it?
I've been thinking
that if I make an effort...
I could retire when I'm 90.
You should invest your money, Rosi.
We started with very little.
And now we have enough
for Francisco to retire,
for the children to go to college,
and for Manuel to have something
while he finds a job, right?
We're both looking for work, ma'am.
Yes.
That's the attitude.
- To find a job. Soon.
- Yes.
We don't have to travel
all around the world.
We don't know Mexico.
There is plenty to see here.
Of course. Well said, sir.
We have to appreciate what we have.
People are dazzled with America and Europe
and they forget their roots.
In fact, why don't you come with me
to Midnight Mass?
- Anyone want something to drink?
- Yes, a little more wine, please.
- Manuel?
- Me too.
So, are you coming?
I used to go to that Mass
when I was little, with my grandparents.
I've never been to Mass.
Of course you have, darling.
- When?
- When you were baptized.
With all due respect, ma'am.
Cut the crap.
Well, that's weird.
I can't find the shepherds you gave me
for Mother's Day either.
Emilio must have put them away
when he was setting up the decorations.
Okay, the point is we have to find them.
MANU.
I'LL WAIT FOR YOU IN THE BATHROOM. NOW.
Every year she puts up the same Nativity
plus one extra figurine.
The first one to find it
has 365 days of good luck.
- It can't be!
- It hasn't failed me.
- But how will I find it?
- I'll give you a clue.
- The donkey near the manger.
- The one that's laughing?
No, that's a poorly made dog.
The one that's thinking.
- I've never seen a donkey.
- Really?
When we were kids, a donkey bit Manuel,
and my mom has hated them ever since.
And he'd rather look at them from afar.
Not from afar, nor up close, nothing.
I've seen enough.
- What?
- Nothing. You might be lucky tonight.
They say it's...
- Where did you hide it?
- I told you I don't have anything.
Give back what you stole.
This is very traumatic,
I'll talk about it in therapy.
I'm watching you!
I know what this means, Manuel.
As soon as the holidays are over,
we'll look for an apartment.
I don't get why you like to struggle.
- You can stay with us.
- Or with us.
No, we don't want to bother you.
- And you met over there?
- Yes, in Stanford, during our master's.
- We're both economists.
- And she's the best.
- It's not true. You are.
- Of course you are.
Very romantic but very fast.
It wasn't that fast.
- I think they were very brave.
- Yes.
You have to be very brave
to marry someone you barely know.
- Not knowing anything about each other.
- Not knowing their family.
And with Elvis, without the archbishop,
and without your mom.
- We knew each other enough.
- Yes.
Really? Lidia, did you know
Manu is a fan of Shakira?
- No, you hadn't told me.
- Just a little bit.
He even cried at her concert.
Maybe I didn't know about Shakira,
but I know what matters.
Like... you snore.
You take forever in the bathroom.
And I know you love lasagna.
Lasagna? Manuelito? No, he hates lasagna.
- What?
- Poor thing, he's lactose intolerant.
- Mom!
- He gets terribly sick.
- Lasagna!
- I hope you like it.
Yes?
- It's delicious.
- I'm so glad you like it.
I want to eat this every single day.
Yeah, right.
The chips have arrived.
We ate some on the way. Don't be mad.
My love.
- I made you lasagna once a week.
- That...
Once a week!
That Shakira thing was
the only thing you didn't know.
You said you wanted to eat it
for the rest of your life.
- What specific memory.
- Your intestines can't process it.
What's that say about our relationship?
I'm checking on the turkey.
- You have to trust. It'll be fine.
- Do you really think so, ma'am?
Yes, this oven has never let us down.
Damn! This cod looks really good.
Come. Have a taste.
I want to eat it every single day.
Grandma's recipe.
Can you excuse me?
Sweet mother of God!
Sorry if I hit you too hard.
- Mom, have you seen Ramiro?
- Who's Ramiro?
My donkey.
Did you lose the donkey?
No, I just don't know where I left him.
I don't want this to be like the hamster
all over again, we only found its bones.
And at the back,
we put a small Santa's cabin
with elves made out of ice
that glow in the dark.
I'm sure your Nativity was incredible.
It can't compare to this one.
- It turned out nice, right?
- Yes.
- We don't put up a Nativity scene.
- Of course we do.
Where?
You just haven't seen it,
but it's out there.
I'm the first one to put up
a tree in the building I work at.
A small one I brought from Chignahuapan.
Well... it seems like the turkey
will take a little more time.
- Should we open the presents?
- Yes!
Where's Manuel?
Wait, dude, wait!
Manuel.
- Hey.
- Dude.
What are you doing?
- Me?
- Yes, you.
No, nothing. I'm fine.
This one is for Rosa.
It's made of caviar.
It'll help you with all those wrinkles.
You should also use it, Esmeraldita.
This one.
For Emilio.
Wow! A video game console!
It's the best present of my life!
Of course, after the pants
you gave me
for my elementary school uniform.
And well... Jaime.
We don't have anything for Jaime.
We didn't know you were coming.
Don't worry, ma'am.
Celebrating with you all is the best gift.
This one...
is for you, Lidia.
Thank you so much.
- What is this?
- We bought you an apartment.
What?
He got married in Vegas, by Elvis!
And he didn't invite anyone!
We didn't even know where he was.
- An apartment?
- An apartment?
If you don't like it, we'll return it.
We haven't signed yet.
You don't like it, right?
Of course we like it.
- Yes, but it's too much.
- It's too much.
- What were we thinking?
- We wanted them to have a home.
- It's not fully furnished yet.
- Furnished?
I was waiting
to hire the decorator
so it's to their liking.
Now you have a place to begin your life.
- I love you.
- I love you.
- Son. Congratulations.
- Thank you so much, ma'am.
- Congratulations.
- Sir, thank you so much.
Now it's our turn.
- Yes, of course.
- Yes.
Let's see. This one is for Esmeralda.
- Thank you.
- They're eight soaps.
It smells like a baby.
Thanks.
This one is for Francisco.
Thank you very much.
The picture of a new family member.
This one is for Sofa.
These colors are trending in New Zealand.
See how it's even got a world map?
Thank you.
This one is for Manuel.
Hey!
Wow!
I love these.
So you don't get cold
in your new apartment.
Those socks look a lot
like the ones you give me every year.
Maybe you won't get them this year.
- Thank you.
- You're welcome.
And this one is for...
the little Tasmanian devil
that came to visit us.
Wow!
A thousand-piece!
It's a special edition
of 970-something pieces
to make it even harder.
Such nice presents. You're so creative.
"Such nice presents."
Such nice hypocrisy! Really, a puzzle?
What's wrong with that?
- The important thing is to give your all.
- It was incomplete, honey.
- We made it through the presents.
- They gave you an apartment, Lidia.
How can that compare
to an incomplete puzzle?
You give what you can.
At least the turkey will be ready.
Do you see that thigh?
It looks browner.
It's the same as this morning.
- What if we try it?
- No.
It's not a good idea to eat raw turkey.
Okay, let's make your brother taste it,
he never gets sick.
No.
I have an idea.
Are you sure Grandma cooked with that?
Yes, it gives it a smoky flavor.
- It's better than your mother-in-law's.
- What's your problem with her?
Nothing, but...
An apartment, Lidia?
Mom, I didn't know
they would give me an apartment.
No, no one does that.
They mean well.
That family does everything fast.
A fast wedding, the apartment.
They're skipping all the steps.
They're also my family now.
What happened?
Emilio's lights and your hair dryer
blew out a fuse.
- Let's see.
- No, not there.
Tell me.
Do you think Manuel and I
got married too fast?
Yes.
Especially because you don't make
rash decisions.
That's why we didn't let you pick
the Christmas movie.
Because you had to read
the director's biography,
the movie's review...
I don't know why I did it.
You fell in love.
But I don't even know him.
You mean because of the donkey thing?
He's scared of donkeys.
See? Even you know him better.
And what's with Mom?
She's acting weird. Why did she do this?
She wanted to show off to you.
You now belong to the one percent, Lidia.
How will we compete against that?
Give me my phone.
This one blew.
This would never have happened at home.
Mom.
We would be eating my turkey
with bacon gravy by now.
It's not even that good. It's too greasy.
- What did I do wrong?
- Sofi's right.
The turkey I saw
in the kitchen looks light.
I'm sure it'll be tasty.
- See? Everything we do seems wrong to you.
- Sofi said it, not me.
What's wrong with you?
But you have changed.
I talked about it in therapy.
It stresses me out.
- See what you're doing to the boy?
- Come on.
That's enough.
Lidia's family is making a great effort.
Remember this is a very sad day for them.
So we will eat the turkey.
- Or whatever they give us.
- Okay.
If they give us anything.
- No way.
- Mom!
Mom, you barely know him
and you're kissing him?
My mom was kissing Jaime.
Precisely today? That's terrible.
Yes, just now, I saw them.
But it's such a difficult day
for all of you.
- What?
- Weren't...
Weren't we going to the Mass thing?
Midnight Mass.
But it's still too early.
It's never too early to visit God's house.
Okay.
Maybe it was too early.
Yes, the radish man said so.
There's blood everywhere. It's awesome.
How nice to see such a close-knit family.
What's the name of that pretty boy?
Lalo.
Do you want to help me collect the alms?
No!
We shouldn't take away this...
special opportunity from other kids.
My God! Let him participate.
Can everyone see how he limits me?
Come. I'll show you how.
May the Lord be with you.
And with your spirit.
Lift up your hearts.
We lift our hearts to the Lord.
- Let us thank...
- Thanks.
The Lord who is our God-
Brothers, sisters.
Mrs. Mary reminds you
that tomorrow she'll announce
the winner of the Christmas basket
for the biggest turkey.
And she encourages you
to try harder next year,
especially Mrs. Coquita, who brought one
that weighed one a half kilos.
That's all for the announcements.
- May I?
- Yes.
Thank you.
Hi.
For those who are interested,
I'm selling a very fashionable
purse brand.
I'm sure you've seen it, right?
Famous people wear it, Ducci.
They're Italian, like the Vatican.
- Give back what you stole, Satan.
- What did you say?
This demon stole the alms.
- I knew it.
- My son is no demon.
He's hyperactive, sure, but that's all.
I didn't know I couldn't keep the money.
No one told me.
See? It's your fault
because you didn't tell him.
Mom.
Eduardo, give the money back to the lady.
Fine.
Even though it wasn't my child's mistake,
we'll give you triple the amount
you collected.
- Right, Francisco?
- But he's giving it back.
God rewards generosity
and punishes stinginess.
It's up to you.
- Do you take credit cards?
- Yes, of course.
In installments?
It's a miracle!
- It's a Christmas miracle.
- The power is back.
I think now we'll finally have dinner.
I'm sure the turkey is ready.
And the cod was delicious,
right, Manuel?
Yes, it's delicious, ma'am.
Careful, Mom.
He said the same about my lasagna.
Sweetheart.
No, it's really good.
What happened? The donkey.
Ramiro...
- Don't get close, he has rabies.
- Manuelito, I'll protect you.
You swim with sharks
but a donkey scares you?
It's not fear, I respect them! There.
Sharks have never bitten him.
It's super cute!
- See? I told you there'd be surprises.
- My radishes! No!
No... My figurines.
- Poor Ramiro, you were hungry.
- Drop that, donkey.
The dinner.
Not even the donkey ate the cod, ma'am.
My cod!
Damn Ramiro!
At least the turkey
is exactly as we left it.
Yes.
Raw.
Baby, tone down your negativity.
No.
I don't know why I thought
this could be a good idea.
What are you trying to say?
That we can't have a normal Christmas.
All of our Christmases are normal.
Really? No one is having a good time.
Except for your boyfriend.
He's having an awesome time.
Listen, baby.
I understand this wasn't the best moment
to meet him, but Jaime and I are friends.
Sometimes we go out, kiss a little.
- Normal things.
- What do I care?
We're not a couple because
I don't know him well enough
and I won't marry him out of the blue!
So this how it's going to be now? Fine.
Look, I think we should discuss this
after dinner.
- What dinner?
- The one I've been cooking all day
so you can show off to your new family!
Manuel, leave that, he won't bite you.
He's so calm.
Come on, Sofa.
You're blinded by the animal.
Can't you see how
he's looking at me? With hatred.
- With hunger.
- How can he be hungry?
He ate my entire radish Nativity.
Can I pet him?
No, no, no.
He's dangerous.
Demon versus demon, maybe Lalito will win.
Are you going to criticize us again?
Do you want me to criticize him?
Let's see. Eduardo,
give back what you've stolen.
He already did.
No, Dad, your little klepto son
has been stealing things
from this house since he arrived.
I have the number
of a few correctional institutions.
In case you need them.
- Please.
- Stay out of it, sir.
I agree. You've done enough.
- Me?
- Yes. Poor kid.
Finding out his mom has a new boyfriend.
No, I'm not her boyfriend, ma'am.
I was clearly told there's
something called friends with benefits.
Easy...
Son.
Don't say that.
On the anniversary of the death
- of this poor boy's dad.
- No, Mom.
- May he rest in peace.
- Mom.
No. My dad died in March.
December, honey.
Your daddy died in December.
No, he died in March, around spring.
What?
Yes, in fact, every time
I think of Benito Jurez I get sad.
- The party is over.
- Mom.
There's no dinner.
This wouldn't have happened at my house.
Of course there will be dinner.
Don't worry.
Lidia, don't lie.
The donkey ate most of the food.
Mom.
Donkeys are insatiable. Right, Manuel?
I thought I could save the turkey but...
My daughter is right.
I'm a mess.
I never said that, Mom.
- Lidia, can I ask you a question?
- Yes, of course, ma'am.
When did your father die?
March 28th, why?
Manuel!
We came because you said
her dad died on Christmas Eve.
What?
- No. Are you for real, Manuel?
- Okay.
He did die. He's dead.
Maybe he didn't die on Christmas Eve.
Why did you lie to us, Manuel?
Why do you think, Mom?
Would you have come to this house
if I hadn't said that?
- Why? What's wrong with my house?
- Nothing.
Do you understand what's going on here?
Just to know if I have to fight too.
No. No fighting.
I accept it. I lied.
But that doesn't make me a liar, okay?
If we count the lies, they're just a few.
Yes, I lied about the day
my father-in-law died.
I lied about the lasagna,
but only so Lidia wouldn't feel bad.
I lied when I said my family
was excited to come to dinner.
I didn't tell Lidia about the photo,
but omissions aren't lies.
I didn't tell her
about my mom's secret dinner,
and well, the cod thing,
but that cod was terrible.
You have to understand that my mom
gets a little intense around Christmas.
- Francisco, say something.
- Your mother doesn't get a little intense.
She gets intense. That's all.
- What?
- Yes, Mom. Like today.
When you wanted Manuel
to be in the family photo.
Lalo!
What family photo?
We wore horrible sweaters,
you didn't miss out on anything.
Why wasn't I in the family photo?
Am I not a part of your family?
My love, you are my family.
- What if you get divorced tomorrow?
- For fuck's sake!
- Watch your language. There are kids.
- I know worse things.
If you thought they would get a divorce,
why did we buy the apartment?
That's what I say.
Why? Why do you all think
we're going to get divorced?
Mom?
Because we don't know each other, Manuel.
And you lie to me all the time.
- You lie to me too.
- When did I lie?
Lidia, please! You said it'd be
the best Christmas of my life.
That everything was ready,
but they're all having an awful time.
You're having an awful time.
Well, I did all of this
so you wouldn't be scared!
- To make this work.
- Was it a lie or not?
Okay.
Okay. I did lie, but it's nothing
compared to all your lies.
I lied to you. You lied to me.
I forgive you. You forgive me.
There, that's it.
They're right, Manuel.
- We rushed into this.
- Don't say that.
You and I love each other.
Yes, but sometimes that's not enough.
That's because love is
a patriarchal creation made to subdue...
Sof.
You know what? This is over.
This party is over.
That's what I said from the start.
- We won't have dinner.
- Please, everyone go home, okay?
I'll call an Uber
and we'll fix this at home.
- Lidia.
- No, you go.
I'm staying here.
Now you can celebrate Christmas
the way you like it.
- My love.
- Let's go, Manuel.
- Lalo.
- Sorry.
Let's go.
Jaime, I'm sorry.
It's okay, Rosita. I invited myself.
It was a lot more fun
than staying in my room.
I thought those fights
only happened in soap operas.
I'm off.
I understand
It's okay
I swear it's okay
Thank you.
- Bye.
- Bye, little angel.
- Thank you, Mrs. Rosa.
- Good night.
Thank you.
Of my imagination
But I want you to know
That I don't love you out of vanity
Or something superficial
I don't want you far or near
I regret yesterday
Although I can't change or forget
What I confessed
I wanted to take care of you,
to purify you
Teach you how to love
But I failed, I tried
And I only pushed you away
Excuse me.
And I ask God to let you go from me
To take care of you
But I can't stand to be like this
I'll be there in a minute, honey.
And I will see you grow
Build, laugh, fulfill
Even if I'm with someone else
I'll always think of you
- Are we having dinner?
- Of course, darling.
And I want to see you suffering
Crying, from loving so hard
Even if it's not for me
I want you to be able to feel
I don't want you far or near
I regret yesterday
What?
Although I can't change or forget...
Leave that, kid!
- Wait for your mom and brother.
- What if they don't come down?
Fine, eat something. But be discreet.
- Can you pass the potatoes?
- Yes.
And if I couldn't teach you
Someone else will teach you
Today I'll stop dreaming about you
Hey, aren't you forgetting
- A little detail?
- No, what?
Lidia. Where's her sweater?
I'll call her and tell her to come.
Although I can't change or forget
What I confessed
I wanted to take care of you,
to purify you
Teach you how to love
No, Ramiro, why?
The only good thing about all of this
is that,
in the end, we three Garcas are together.
The original three.
Yes, the original three.
Do you want hamburgers?
The place next door is open 24 hours.
Mr. Luis is an atheist,
so he opens on Christmas.
No.
I think we should talk about
what happened first.
We don't talk, Mom.
We only make passive-aggressive comments
and then we forget about it.
Well, this time will be different.
- Why?
- Because it's Christmas.
And I want to explain
why I wanted to celebrate here.
- To impress Lidia, we know.
- No.
Well, sort of.
I wanted
to prove to you
that I can also throw a nice party.
Mom, that...
- That doesn't matter.
- It matters to me.
I can't buy you a designer dress.
I can't make you a turkey with gravy.
Actually, I don't know
if I can make a turkey.
Come...
And I don't want to lose you.
This dress is really pretty,
really fierce,
but it fits like this
because I'm wearing my Colombian girdle.
You're the foundation
of everything in my life.
You both are the foundation
of all my life.
Okay, let's change the subject.
Tell us about the radish man.
So we're back
to the passive-aggressive comments.
The radish man?
- Do you like him?
- No, he's my friend.
Yeah, right, Mom.
The truth is...
I don't know if I'm ready to date someone.
I don't know if I'll ever be ready.
Well.
Who knows, right?
Maybe in a couple of years.
How are you, Manuelito?
I'm not in the mood for "Manuelito."
Manuel.
I think this year
I didn't cook the turkey very well.
You know how hard it is for me
to admit when I do something wrong.
Yes. I know.
Because I don't usually make mistakes.
Something tells me you're talking about
something that has
nothing to do with the turkey.
- You're right. The turkey is perfect.
- Mom!
I know I was wrong about you.
And about Lidia.
You had the wedding that made you happy.
Even if it hurts to admit it
and to think that you've grown up,
and that you won't be here
with us anymore.
- Maybe I will.
- Don't say that.
The way Lidia looked at me...
I don't know if she'll forgive me.
What you need is a Christmas miracle.
Miracles aren't real.
Miracles aren't real, but your mom is.
Merry Christmas!
- What's wrong with you? Leave me alone.
- Let's see what Santa brought.
No.
Santa is an American agent
who never comes to this house.
You think?
Come on, Lidis, hurry up! Let's go!
Let's go, let's go, let's go, Lidis!
Come on, get up!
I'm coming!
- Lidis, hurry up!
- I'm coming. Wait, Emilio.
- Come.
- Emilio, let me go.
What's all this, Emilio?
Merry Christmas.
Seeing Manuel there with all his family...
For you, for the photo.
We'll take it again.
Your mom and brother have theirs too.
The sweaters, the dinner...
Okay. Can we eat now?
It was the best present ever.
- Jaime.
- Your kids called me.
That day, Jaime became part of the family
and we ate all together.
Let's see...
- Yes, yes, more carrots.
- I don't have any.
- Can you pass the pasta, please?
- I'll give you some.
Anyone want pasta?
Francisco told me he lost all the money.
I invested all my savings
with my brother Jorge.
Now I don't know where
my money is, or my brother.
But it was still a beautiful Christmas.
Smile.
If you had told me
that I'd be by myself a year later,
in Monterrey, I wouldn't have believed it.
- Surprise.
- My Pollo Loco.
- What are you doing here?
- I'm sorry.
Please, forgive me.
You're right.
It's my fault we're not okay.
I've been selfish, classist, and a liar.
The moment I saw you, I knew...
I wanted to spend my life with you.
Liar.
Maybe not the moment I saw you.
But you know when I did?
When I kissed you.
I swear I knew.
Looking back on all
the craziness of this past year,
I realize that you, Lidia Garca,
are my family.
Let's spend Christmas together.
Thank you for coming.
I don't know how to make
my mom's bacon gravy,
but I brought an award-winning cabrito.
I also brought some applesauce
so it feels Christmassy.
- It's perfect.
- Really?
I brought the wine
you liked the last time.
- Remember?
- Right. Thank you.
My love, are you happy I'm here?
I can go and leave you
with your Pollo Loco.
No, of course I'm happy
we're spending Christmas together.
Thank you for coming.
I don't want to fight anymore.
You're right. We won't fight.
We're going to celebrate.
- To us.
- Merry Christmas.
- What about us?
- We're here.
- Yes, but I mean the toast.
- Enough, Manuel.
- I don't want to fight.
- But I do.
I want to make up with you,
I want to cry by your side.
I want to laugh by your side,
I want it all.
Because I love you
and life is better by your side.
And that's why I want
to fight with you forever.
When are you going back?
So you didn't want to fight...
Give me your hand.
- Come with me. I brought you a gift.
- I didn't get you anything.
Don't worry. You're the spoiled one.
You asked me
when I was going back to Mexico.
I'm not going back.
Because my home and my family is
wherever you are, Lidia Garca-San Romn.
- I love you.
- I love you.
And I want to fight with you all my life.
- Merry Christmas.
- Merry Christmas.
Did you really think
this would be a sad story?
It's a Christmas movie, for fuck's sake.
- Merry Christmas!
- Merry Christmas!
Turkey or no turkey, we're together.
That's all that matters.
With turkey, always, but together.
Christmas means family.
It's the perfect time to show
all the love we have for each other.
It's a day to have a great time.
Merry Christmas!
The best gift is being
with the person you love.
Always together.
- I love you.
- I love you.