[THEME MUSIC PLAYING]
[CRICKETS CHIRPING]
[FATHER SIGHS]
[EXCLAIMING IN ANNOYANCE]
[UTENSILS CLATTERING]
Honey, it's family hour, there must be something on.
Oh, wow! Candy Critters!
[FATHER EXCLAIMS] Oh, great!
It's Monsters, our favorite show. [MONSTROUS LAUGH]
Ssh, it's starting.
[MONSTROUS LAUGH]
[FATHER CHUCKLES]
[CHRISTMAS TUNE PLAYING]
[CONSTANTANT BEEPING]
They sometimes forget to breathe.
He always has to wear the mask while he's sleeping.
I don't think he,
or you either for that matter,
wants to meet your maker, [SIGHS] before it's absolutely necessary.
You're not Thomas's regular doctor, are you?
I'm a specialist.
A heart specialist.
Let me show you how to replace the mask in case it falls off.
Oh, no, please, don't. I'm sure it's perfectly straight forward.
Why chance... [MUMBLES]
Oh, god. Now,
upsi-daisy. [SNAPS FINGERS] Wallah,
Isn't there anything you can do for him?
Depends.
Some diseases grow from inside,
where ordinary medicines don't reach.
Then there's no hope?
[YELPS] I wouldn't be here if I thought that.
But, the patient has to want to get better.
That's where I come in.
Keep a good watch.
[DOCTOR CHUCKLES]
How is he?
Fading, fast.
Has he asked for me?
He still hasn't signed these papers for tomorrow's Morsey shelter deal yet.
We've only got till midnight.
And I just know that Adler and Hartler are dying to get their hand on this thing.
Good.
That's not fair.
You know how your uncle and I feel about this.
We have a moral obligation to go through with this deal.
Moral obligation?
[GRUNTS]
A moral obligation to tear down a homeless shelter?
So you can built a hi-rise?
You're talking about putting people on the street at Christmas.
Nobody get a free ride, David.
You may as well know, Jessica, I'm going to ask Uncle Thomas to put a writer to the deed.
Stipulating that the building remain a shelter to the homeless in perpetuity.
Now you listen to me young man,
let's get a couple of facts straight.
When your uncle dies, I'll be his heir.
I'll be President of the company that employs you.
I'll be the owner of the building where you "currently",
and I emphasize the word, "currently",
live with your charming wife Carmen.
It's Sonia.
Her name will be Hasta la Venje if you mess up this deal.
My uncle is dying.
I will not let this heartless act be his last one on earth,
just to satisfy your greed.
Get out of here.
I mean, get outta of my house right now!
This is not your house. This is my uncle's home and he's not dead yet.
[THOMAS MOANS]
DAVID: What do we do? The mask.
Help me!
The mask! Help me!
[BREATHING HEAVILY]
Thank you, David. You're welcome.
Thomas, I need you to sign these... Uncle Thomas, don't sign these,
Quiet!
I'm dying.
No time to take a meeting.
But, Thomas, it's the Morsey Shelter deal,
you've got to... [MUMBLING]
Option deadline... Uncle Thomas,
don't sign that paper.
Make buildings, make money, David.
A simple formula, I lived my life by it.
Why couldn't you ever do it?
I guess I'm one of the little guys, not like you.
You've made your mark on this city, Uncle Thomas.
Your buildings will here generations from now.
Keep the Morsey building a shelter for the people who desperately need it.
Leave a legacy of kindness behind you as well.
Shame on you, David.
Everybody's got an axe to grind, ey?
Uncle Thomas, you're tired.
But that's been on the back of my mind.
THOMAS: Oh, yeah.
I wonder if I should have,
cared more about others.
When I fall asleep,
I feel cold, dark hands pulling me down to a
dark icy place and
it takes all of my strength to,
to struggle back.
I'm afraid, David.
I don't want to spend eternity there.
It's never to late to change.
David,
write down your plan for the settlement,
and give me something to sign.
Right away, Uncle Thomas.
We'll make it permanent.
You won't regret it.
Jess,
call Hobrick and get him down here now.
I've got to change my will.
Leave David and his family something and,
I trust you, Jess,
to do things according to my wishes.
Jess,
hold on to my hand. Please.
Don't let me slip away.
[BREATHING HEAVILY]
Not fair, Thomas.
Not fair at all.
[HEART RATE MONITOR BEEPS]
[THOMAS MOANS]
You know, Thomas, you're sick. You're really very sick.
And you're not of sound mind.
I earned that money.
And I'm not gonna let you take it away from me.
Oh, no, Thomas.
I'm not gonna let you cheat me.
We, lust now, murder.
Working our way through the seven deadlies?
Um, no. This isn't what it looks like.
Listen, couldn't you and I work out some kind of agreement?
Wrong currency, Jessica.
Well, what else can I offer you?
What I need from you,
is reformation.
I beg your pardon?
I want you to change.
To become a good woman.
Keep your hands off the Morsey Shelter.
Give David his fair share of the estate.
Who are you?
Just somebody with an interest in your well being.
This all seems pretty strange to me.
I don't know what your game is and I don't think I wanna know.
But nothing happened here.
And if you say it did, it's just your word against mine.
Did you ever think,
did the thought ever cross your mind?
That there might be a spiritual world
deeply offended by your crass pursuit of material gain.
No.
Change your ways, Jessica.
Or you'll be visited by spirits so awful,
they'll terrify you into changing.
Oh, I get it,
Charles Dickens in a Christmas carol? Is that it?
I wouldn't joke about it.
Just choose, mortal.
Mortal?
I'm getting out of here.
Oh! So you defy them?
Defy who? The spirits.
Oh, oh. Spirits? Oh, right.
Come on, spirits, come and get me. Do your worst.
Trust me, Jessica,
they will.
[STRONG WIND BLOWING]
[THUD, ELECTRIAL WHIZZING]
[MONITOR FLATLINES]
[ALARM SOUNDS, FLATLINE]
[ALARM BEEPING]
Please, David, try to stop crying.
I thought he looked wonderful.
[DAVID SNIFFLES]
Atleast he's at peace now.
Oh, by the way, David,
I wanted you to look at the contrator's plans for the Morsey.
Now?
Jessica, we just buried him.
It's Christmas Eve. I know.
I know, but deadlines are deadlines, even in times like these.
Thank you, David, I look forward to your comments.
Later.
[CHUCKLES]
Ah, yes!
Yes.
Thank you, Thomas.
Thank you for everything.
THOMAS: Jessica! [SHRIEKS]
Jessica!
It can't be, you're dead.
You're dead and buried.
God, I'm a nervous wreck.
Where is he? I don't wanna go crazy.
I just got all this money. I wanna enjoy it.
I need a drink.
Are you there Thomas?
[WHISPERS] Of course you're here.
Is anybody there?
[SCREAMS] Jessica!
Thomas? Thomas?
Thomas.
[DOOR OPENS, CREAKS]
I'm back.
JESSICA: Thomas. Thomas, you're dead.
You're doctor told me this might happen.
We need to talk, Jessica.
[WHIMPERS]
No. I know why you're here.
You want me to back off, off the Morsey deal right?
But let me ask you this, if that deal was such a good idea when you were alive,
why isn't it a good idea now?
That's fine, Jessica. But that's not why I came back.
You stay way from me. Don't you touch me.
You never used to send me away.
You never used to be dead.
I know why you're angry with me.
'Cause I got David's inheritance.
Well, I was your mistress, damn it.
Wonderful mistress.
Yes and don't you forget that.
I earned that money. How dare you come back and haunt me.
Fair is fair. Fair is fair,
but that is not why I came back.
[JESSICA YELLS]
All right. All right.
Was it the weekend I spent in Bermuda with Senator O'Brian?
I mean, it's not as if you and I were married or anything.
That's not why I came back.
Why did you come back?
I came back because I love you.
I know you, and your warped little soul.
And I must say, the weekend with O'Brian,
does wrinkle a bit, but,
we're two of a kind, Jess, you and I.
Two against the world.
And we always won.
I'm so lonely.
[SCREAMS, CRIES]
[DOOR CREAKS OPEN, WIND BLOWING]
[SKELETON LAUGHING]
That's all the company I've got.
I need my Jess.
[WHIMPERS]
My love. No! No!
[SCREAMING]
Don't worry, Jess. Don't worry. [SCREAMING]
You look great to me.
And nobody out there will notice.
[JESSICA CRYING] [THOMAS LAUGHING]
Get away from me. Come now,
let us drink a toast.
To Christmas cheer.
I won't drink a toast.
What did that doctor say?
He said something about reform.
Reform or you will be visited by spirits
who will terrify you into reformation.
Who will...
will, will. That's the future.
That's the future, there's still time.
Morsey.
My love, it's too late for that.
[WHIMPERS]
It's not. Deeder. I'm gonna call Deeder.
Deeder. Deeder. [PHONE DIALING]
Hello, Deeder. Get back!
Not you, Deeder, not you.
Now, listen, listen to me,
I want you to open a new account in the name of David Beckmen,
and then transfer 60...
No, no, no, wait! Transfer 70%
of my shares in Beckmen development into that new account.
Yes. Yes, I know what I'm doing.
Please, just do it.
Please, yes.
Thank you.
Oh my god it worked.
It worked. I've changed.
I've changed, I'm myself.
I promise, I'll always be a good person from now on.
I've changed.
I've changed. It worked.
It worked.
I've changed. I've changed.
David? Are you all right?
Thomas.
Thomas, you're all better.
Yes.
Are you happy, Jess.
Oh, sure.
Sure I'm happy.
Thomas, have you signed David's writer?
Yes.
And I feel like a new man.
[SIGHS]
You're gonna be fine.
What happened?
You got scared into reforming.
Reforming? Um-hmm.
Oh, yes, I remember.
And Thomas, he magically got better
Miraculously.
And I lost $19.7 million.
Not to mention, controlling interest in Beckmen Developments.
Wasn't it worth it?
Well,
[YELPS]
Your choice.
What do you say, Jessica?
Um,
Merry Christmas?
Try never to forget.
[BOTH CHUCKLE]
And a very Merry Christmas to you.
Thomas.
[DOCTOR LAUGHING]
DOCTOR: I want you you change.
To become a good woman
[CHRISTMAS TUNE PLAYING]
[THEME MUSIC PLAYING]