somebody new at work or...
no
shit. Really?
Then who the hell's the father?
who is the goddamn father?!
It's a pretty simple question
everything all right in here?
i knew he wouldn't take it well.
take it well?
She tells me how she walks around with another man's baby inside of her?
Well,what am i supposed to say... ho,ho,ho?
Let me tell you somthing. You with a goddamn Ho,joy
look,it's difficult news to absorb,mr. Kringle,
but your wife has just been through major surgery,
and we need to stay calm.
oh,i'll be a lot calmer once i get an answer.
it was 17 years ago.
It was just once.
who was it?!
it was andy.
andy?
Andy?My assistant Andy?
He was... he was 18 years old.
He was... he was paying his way through college by working for us.
How could you do that,joy
he paid me some goddamn attention,wes.
After the doctors told us your sperm was inviable
You just jumped headlong into the whole santa thing
and all the little brats that worshipped you,
and it was all about them and your career,
and i got a little lonely.
I couldn't talk to you.
I still can't
i'll never get past this,joy...
ever.
Mr Kringle,I had a similar experience.
Something from the past came up in my marriage,
and given all you two have built together,
i'd hate to see rashness prevail here.
it's all been a lie,joy?
Our entire marriage?
no,of course not.
But every day isn't christmas.
Sometimes i don't feel jolly.
I feel like shit.
I'm tired of being mrs Santa claus.
I just want to be myself...
joy beckendahl,your normal,moody middle-aged wife.
But I don't think that is Possible anymore,joy.
maybe there's something to be said for embracing the truth,
for living in the reality of a relationship instead of the myth.
Well,here's my reality.
She can be normal little joy beckendahl,
the ex-mrs. Kringle.
Santa's going solo.
if you want,i can give you a gift certificate for mrs. Alderman came for a massage.
oh,please,mom. This is already too much stuff.
as a mother,i can tell you,
if you're being invited to spend christmas eve at their house,
you'd better make a good impression.
Giving mrs.Alderman this much free swag will leave theat i'm ready to marry her daughter.
What is Ariel's mom like?
she's nice. You know,typical mom. Nothing like you.
I didn't mean that in a bad way.
sure you didn't.
no. I meant you're more than just a mother.
You're a big shot businesswoman with a whole new career for yourself.
That's a hell of a lot better than a stay-at-home mom
oh,honey,you don't need this.
This is medical-grade skin bleach.
oh,wowing Thanks for catching that.
believe me,if mrs. Alderman ever put that on by mist you would never be invited back.
spa de la mer.
Hello?
hello?
hello?
um,thanks. You're busy.I'll call you later,ok?
hello.
did you just call me?
did i?
Um... yeah.
why did you hang up?
i was chicken.
I was calling to see what you were doing christmas eve.
are you busy?
sort of. Uh...
i have an appointment. Um...
and i'll probably want to be alone later.
maybe you should have someone drive you.
Come on,let me see it,let me see it,let me see it.
all right. Jeez.
merry christmas.
silly. You didn't have to wrap it.
Uh,what is this?
um... dr. Sloan is a psychotherapist who specializes in teen image issues.
My grandmother recommended her
for what?
i think you need to talk to someone about what you're going through,
all this paranoia about being black
I'm worried.You know,you're like an anorexic.
Only you can't get white enough.
you are getting way too serious.
Come on,just... where's the cream?
look,i am seriou,Ariel.i think you need help.
and when did you expert on mental health?
Aha! Found it!
That's only in there Because i'm returning it.
- you can't have it.
- what is your problem?
Yesterday we were having so much fun and you were totally on board with this
yeah,well,it's not fun anymore.
You're talking about hurting yourself with something crazy.
hurt myself? They