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(Instrumental "Deck the Halls" plays)
(Instrumental "12 Days of Christmas" plays)
(Door clunks open)
(Footsteps shuffle)
(Mailbox clangs)
(Mail rustles)
(Sewing machine clunking gently)
(Pen scratches)
- Hmm. Think he makes house calls?
- That's all he does, sweetie. - Hmm.
- But your house has to be on fire first. - Right.
- Hi. I'm so sorry.
I was working. - Then you got distracted?
- Oh, sometimes I just... . - Lose time? We know.
- I come bearing gifts.
We have the book for you.
- Ooh. - And for you, this is the fabric we were talking about.
- Ooh. - Sorry, who is, uh...
- Right, so this gorgeous fireman just showed up and...
what... what is it? (Exciting music building)
- Oh, my God, it's here already. - Not the art fellowship?
- I thought you said they weren't announcing the finals until next week.
- I guess they're early. - It's not gonna open itself!
(Envelope crinkling)
(Blows out breath)
(Music fades)
- We're dying here. - Um...
I am officially one of the four finalists of the Cassatt Art Fellowship!
- I told you your portfolio would blow them away.
- So, what happens now that you're a finalist?
- Um, I have to submit an art piece to the judging panel,
and then, I guess they choose a winner!
(Gasps)
- Oh, my God. - You deserve this.
(Exhales) - Thank you.
- Um...
uh...
do you still need me to help you with that tear?
- I think it's beyond saving.
- No! Never say never.
Okay, let's see.
(Light clicks on) Oh, okay.
Oh, Piper, we can definitely fix this.
Some iron on interfacing.
- Excuse me, can one of you tell me where I can find a, uh... Amy Walker?
- That's me. - Oh.
- Oh, gosh. (Giggles) Sorry about that.
Oh. - Yeah.
- Sorry, do you, uh... can I help you with something?
- Uh yeah, my name is Liam Sullivan,
uh, from the fire department.
I just completed your annual fire code inspection.
- Oh, uh, yeah. Do you need me to sign something? (Leading music)
- Are you aware that all of your fire extinguishers are past their expiration date?
- They have expiration dates?
- They also shouldn't be covered in... Christmas decorations.
Your sprinkler system appears to be shot.
You have several fire exits blocked by piles of junk.
- Junk? - You... junk.
- Oh, no, that's not junk.
That's our Easter decorations, Halloween, 4th of July.
- Emergency exits need to be kept clear... for emergencies.
Not the best idea to block them.
- Well, we didn't have anywhere else to put them, so um...
do you want us to keep them hanging all year round?
- That would also be a fire hazard. - Yeah, that was a joke.
But uh... we get it!
You don't like boxes.
So, we will move them! Problem solved.
- You have 30 days to rectify all of these issues,
otherwise the building will be deemed unsafe for public use.
- What?
You can't do that.
- Well, it's not me, it's the County.
- The community needs this center.
I mean, hundreds of people meet here.
Dozens of groups. Us, we meet here.
- I'm sorry, but the law is the law.
- Okay, look, Christmas community dinner here happens every year.
The children's pageant.
I mean, in the spirit of the season,
can't we just fix all the problems you mentioned and not make it all official?
- You have 30 days.
Where can I send this paperwork to?
(Disappointed music plays)
- Um...
my uh, email's on my card.
- Great.
I'll fire it off this afternoon. - Can't wait.
- Ladies.
- What are we gonna do?
(Sighs) - I'll make some calls.
We'll figure this out.
Don't worry.
(Bright, jingling music plays)
- Hey, how'd the inspection go?
- Uh, that center's a nightmare.
I had to issue a 30-day notice. - Ouch!
It's a bad time of year for that.
- Yeah, probably throwing darts at my face right now.
(Chuckles) - Can't blame 'em.
- Ooh, you missed a spot!
- The job's all yours if you want it.
- Oh, I wouldn't dream of laying a finger on your truck, Frank.
Do you have a second?
- Sure. Sure.
(Curious music plays)
- Do you want a coffee?
- I don't know, it might be hard holding a cup with this on my hand.
(Gasps) - Hey!
Oh, congrats, Lulu!
- Thank you! I'm so happy!
- Jack knows it has to be a Christmas wedding, right?
- Of course.
It's the Sullivan family tradition. Duh!
- So, we have a whole year to plan everything out.
Well played!
- Yeah... about that.
Um... you know how Jack was up for the big promotion?
- Yeah. - He got it.
Except the company wants him to do the job in Rome.
- Rome... I-Italy? That Rome?
- And they need him there in five weeks.
So, we were thinking of having the wedding this Christmas, instead.
- Oh. - I know, I know,
it's-it's so fast, but it's the only way that I can go with him
and not break our family tradition of having a Christmas wedding.
Obviously, we won't do the whole Christmas quilt thing.
It'll be small.
- Hey, you don't have to convince me, Lulu.
If that's what you want, that's what we'll do.
- Really?
Thank you.
I know it's-it's a big rush
and a lot of new beginnings all at once
but maybe this is your chance to get a fresh start, too.
- Me?
- This has been sitting on your bookshelf for 10 years.
(Chuckles) (Map crinkles)
- There's no reason for you not to go on this trip.
Nothing and nobody holding you back, right?
- It's a thought.
(Exhales) Okay, well,
I have to go, but promise me you'll at least open the map?
(Hand thwaps chest)
- Don't make me make you! - All right!
(Chuckles) - Love you!
- Yeah, love you.
(Sighs) (Map plops on table)
(Footsteps thud on floorboards)
(Door creaks) - Surprise!
- I thought we should celebrate your good news properly,
instead of worrying about what the hot fireman said.
- You shouldn't have. - You are already drooling.
- Mm!
This is so good!
- I know! I'm amazing.
This fellowship could change everything for you, Ames.
I mean, a monthly stipend for a whole year.
(Exhales deeply) - And then, your own nationally promoted solo show?
- I know! Ugh!
I could finally stop hustling to keep the lights on.
Could cut back on commissions, really concentrate on my art.
But I'm getting ahead of myself.
I'm just a finalist so, I don't wanna get carried away.
- Well, is there anything I can do to help?
(Clicks tongue) No, my submission is supposed to represent who I am
as an artist, so I think this is a solo mission.
- That's fair. (Amy's phone chimes)
- Ooh, I hope this is the County getting back to me
about those stupid code violations.
(Huffs)
Oh... - What's wrong?
- They've already allocated this year's budget.
- So, uh... what does that mean?
We're... we're just on our own?
- No, we'll work something out.
- Yeah.
So, I spoke with the sprinkler company earlier, and um...
they want $15,000
to replace the system at the center.
- You're kidding.
(Sighs) - We're gonna lose the center, aren't we?
And just before Christmas.
- No. Okay? No way.
I promise you, we'll figure something out.
(Gentle music plays)
(Computer key clicks)
- Hey, man, everything okay with Lauren?
- She and Jack are getting married.
Jack's company is sending him to Italy in five weeks,
so they wanna get it done before Christmas.
- That's great.
Wait... you're not happy?
But wait, I know, I know it's a bit of a rush,
but you like Jack, right? - Yeah, no, Jack's a great guy.
It's just...
part of my family's tradition of having a Christmas wedding
is that the mother makes a Christmas quilt and gives it as a wedding gift
to the new couple. - Lauren wouldn't be expecting that.
I mean, with your folks being gone and everything.
- She just said she knows it's not gonna happen before the wedding,
so it's obviously on her mind.
I don't want her to miss out.
- Whoa, whoa, whoa, are you...
you're not thinking about making this yourself, are you?
- Why not?
- Because you're about to be knee-deep in wedding plans.
Not to mention, you don't know the difference
between a sewing machine and a submarine.
- I'll figure it out. - Okay.
Buy her a quilt.
A really nice one. She'll understand.
- It wouldn't be the same.
(Chuckles lightly) - Okay,
I just think you're setting yourself up
for an impossible mission here. That's it.
All right?
(Curious music plays)
(Curious music builds)
(Lid claps closed)
(Clipboard rattles on wall)
(Card rasps on clip)
(Music crescendos)
- You better not eat that cake for dinner.
- Oh, dinner and breakfast.
- Why do you I feel like you're not joking?
- 'Cause I'm not. - Oh. (Light knock on door)
(Door creaks open)
- Hello.
- Hi, I'm not sure if you remember me but--
- Yeah, I remember. - Mm-hmm.
- Right.
Um, your business card has your address on it
and it uh, says that you teach quilting?
I'm sorta looking for a beginner's class.
- That's my cue to bow out.
Good luck!
(Exhales) Hmm.
(Clears throat)
- Um...
I have a beginner's course that starts next month.
Sign-up's on the website.
- Uh, I actually need to make a Christmas-themed quilt
in time for my sister's wedding, in five weeks.
- Well, then it sounds like that class is not gonna work for you.
Sorry about that.
- Um, do you offer private lessons?
I'm... I'm happy to pay for it.
- Not normally, no. - I'm kinda desperate here.
- You know, I would love to help,
but um... I've got a big deadline of my own coming up
and um... then there'sthe community center to get up to...
this code of yours before Christmas.
And I've got all my other classes, and then, the community center
to get up to your code. - My code?
- Whoever's code.
If only there was someone who knows about this stuff
that was willing to pitch in and uh,
help solve the problem he created in the first place.
- What if I helped out with the community center?
(Clicks tongue) - What a great idea.
What would that look like, exactly?
- Well, I could take a look at the list of violations,
see if we could figure out some workarounds.
Most of your issues are just maintenance.
A handyman could do it. - Hmm.
If only we knew some handy men.
- Okay.
Uh, I will fix what I can in my downtime.
- Mm-hmm.
- In exchange for a crash course in quilting.
- So tempting.
If only we had the funds to pay for materials,
and all of those new extinguishers we need.
Sorry, quilters don't often get this kind of power,
and that center makes a difference in a lot of people's lives.
- Okay, okay, my final offer,
I will help with the repairs,
I will try and find some deals on the equipment you need,
and I will figure out a way to raise funds. We do a lot of it.
- Yes!
Fireman calendar. - Hmm, a craft auction, you say?
- Well, that could also work.
- Deal?
(Tense playful music building)
(Clicks tongue) - Great deal.
(Gentle music plays)
(Chuckles lightly)
You're a terrible negotiator, by the way.
- Yeah, well. Um, so when can we get started?
I have some time free tomorrow, if that works for you.
- That soon?
- Well, like I said, my sister's wedding's in five weeks
and I've never sewn anything before in my life. - Right.
- Ever. - Yes, um, you're right,
we should get started as soon as possible.
Um... should we say 2:00 tomorrow? - Great.
- Okay.
Um, sometimes I don't hear the door when I'm working
so just let yourself in when you get here.
- Will do. - Okay.
- Okay.
(Upbeat music plays)
(Door creaks closed)
(Melancholy music plays)
(Door creaks and rattles)
(Cover zips then rustles)
(Sighs)
(Door clunks open)
(Music intensifies)
(Door clunks closed)
(Leather crinkles)
- So, Liam's gonna do what he can
but we still need $20,000 to cover repairs.
- Hmm.
- We need to start thinking about what we can sell at this craft auction.
- I can't believe you talked him into helping us. - Well.
- She looks harmless, but underneath that Santa hat is the mind of an evil genius.
(Chuckle)
- Um, so I was thinking I would donate one of my quilts.
- Hmm. - Something like that work for you guys?
- Yeah, I'm almost done working on my hourglass block quilt.
- Oh, perfect!
- Mm-hmm. - What about you?
- What if I donated materials and lessons
for someone who wants to learn how to quilt?
Like a starter's pack? - Yeah!
Um... but I think one of your quilts would probably go for more.
- No one wants one of those raggedy old things.
- Piper, your quilts are beautiful.
- My quilts are for me.
There's no need to inflict them on anyone else.
- You're crazy, okay?
Your quilts are amazing, and people will love whatever you donate.
And I am gonna have a t-shirt printed that says,
"I told you so" on it. End of story.
- See what I mean? Evil genius.
- No, you're on your own. I want one too.
- Okay. Pack of three.
(Chuckles)
(Upbeat instrumental "Joy to the World" plays)
(Papers rustling)
(Pencils rattling)
(Plastic crinkles)
(Music continues)
(Light buzzes)
(Knock at door) - Yep, come on in!
(Door creaks then clunks shut)
(Curious music plays)
- Oh... careful there.
- Oh.
(Scoffs) I'm two feet off the ground.
- Yeah, on a ladder that hasn't been properly opened.
Misuse of ladders is a major cause of accidents around the home.
- You must be fun at parties. - Yeah.
When they're up to code, I am.
(Chuckles lightly)
(Sighs) - There.
- No, it's okay. Thank you. I got it.
- Okay.
- And uh, for the record,
I do know how to use a ladder properly,
I just didn't check it this time.
- Uh... I'll take your word for it.
(Exhales)
(Gasps mockingly)
- Degree of difficulty 9.7.
And look! I'm still in one piece!
(Annoyed chuckle)
- Oh, is this yours?
- Oh, that's uh, my mom's.
She got it from her mother on her wedding day,
who got one from her mother.
You get the picture.
- And you're continuing the tradition for your sister.
(Clicks tongue) - Pretty much, yeah.
- Can I...
- Oh, of course.
- Wow, I love old quilts.
They have so much personality.
You could just feel the memories they've soaked up.
This one hasn't just been stored in a cupboard, has it?
- No, Mom put it out on the couch every year,
on the first day of snow.
(Chuckles softly) - Well, it's such a beautiful Christmas design,
and it's so soft.
The colors have mellowed so beautifully.
You can just feel it's been loved. Hmm.
Do you wanna make a quilt like this?
- Oh, it doesn't have to be an exact replica of this,
but it does have to be a Christmas quilt.
That's part of the family tradition.
- Okay, well, Christmas is a pretty broad category.
It means... - Mm-hmm.
- ... different things to different people.
Um, would be great if we could personalize the quilt for your sister somehow.
(Clicks tongue) - Okay.
- So, is she... a traditional Christmas person
or more into Rudolph and elves?
- Uh, honestly, I think she likes all of it.
- Okay, what are her decorations like at home?
- Uh... you know, it...
it's not really something I've noticed.
She has a lot of them, though. - Okay. (Chuckles)
- Sorry, this isn't really exactly my area of expertise.
- Yeah, no.
Um... what if we come at this from a different direction.
Um, if I asked you to think of Christmas and Lauren,
what's the first thing that comes to your mind?
- Um... our neighbor's farm.
We used to walk over there on Christmas morning to feed the animals.
Lauren looked forward to it every year.
- Okay.
Here's what we're gonna do.
Um, these books both have holiday themed sections.
Take a look.
See if any designs jump out at you,
and then, you're gonna go to the farm for inspiration.
- Inspiration.
- Mm-hmm. - Cool.
- You have no idea what I'm talking about, do you?
- Yeah, yeah, no, it's um... nope.
(Laughs) - Um... you know what?
I have a few hours free before my next class.
Let's go.
- Yeah? - Yeah.
- Sure.
(Curious music plays)
(Blows out breath)
(Gentle instrumental music plays)
- So, tell me more about uh, Christmas.
- Uh, my mom would usually have a stash of apples and carrots
for the... for us to feed to the ponies. (Chuckles lightly)
- Uh, there was usually a thermos of hot chocolate.
And of course, the inevitable snowball fight.
(Chuckles) - That's a great tradition.
God, there's so much color and inspiration here.
I mean, look at the way the trees contrast with the sky.
It's like, the more you look at each detail, the more beautiful it becomes.
(Camera shutter snaps)
(Exhales)
And the way the white contrasts with the dark green.
(Camera shutter snaps)
I mean, you could replicate that in stitching.
Ha! I wonder if we could...
- Amy? - Hmm.
We should get more shots of the tree line before we go.
- Uh... where'd you go just there?
You disappeared for a few seconds.
- Oh, sometimes I get lost in my own head.
- Oh, don't apologize.
It's uh... it's cool to see how the other half lives.
- Other half?
- Yeah, the creative people.
- Well, everyone's creative. - Nope.
Can't sing, can't dance,
can't play a musical instrument, can't draw, can't paint, can't write.
- No. - Did I miss anything?
- Everyone is creative!
- You make it sound like a threat.
- Well, maybe it is.
- How long have you been in Bakerville?
- Uh, six years.
A local artist, Miriam,
had a workshop, and I um... came for the weekend,
and was so inspired I decided to pick up my life and move here.
- Wow. Must've been some workshop.
- Yeah, it was more that Miriam showed me I could make a living as an artist.
My parents are farmers and very practical,
so they don't really get the fiber artist thing.
- Oh, that must be hard.
- Yeah, well, you gotta live your own life, right?
- Yeah. - What about you?
Do your parents love that you run into burning buildings for a living?
- Well, we usually try to put 'em out first. - Right.
- And uh, I lost my parents in a car crash about 10 years ago, so.
- Oh, um... I'm so sorry.
- Yeah, it was... it was a long time ago now.
(Sentimental music plays)
- That's why you're making your sister's wedding quilt, right?
'Cause your mom isn't around to do it?
- I, uh...
I don't want Lauren to miss out.
- I thought you were just a... uptight guy with a clipboard.
- I don't know how many times I need to say it, but I-I was just doing my job.
- I'll let you know when we get there.
- Okay.
(Upbeat music plays) - Yes. - Okay.
♪ It's that time of year ♪
♪ When Santa comes to bring that cheer ♪
♪ He ain't comin' by boat or plane ♪
♪ He's loaded down with candy canes ♪
♪ I only hope he keeps one open seat ♪
♪ Oh yeah Come on, Santa ♪
♪ The only thing I need Come on, Santa ♪
♪ Is my baby on Christmas Eve ♪
(Fire bell ringing)
(Heroic music building)
(Door clunks open)
(Siren wailing)
(Gentle music plays)
(Door clicks open and shut)
(Phone rings)
(Call beeps on)
- Hey. - I heard the sirens.
Everything okay? - Yeah.
Just some old guy tinkering with a gas can and a workshop went up.
No one was injured. Just a big singed.
- Okay, good! Just wanted to check.
- I know, I'm fine.
- All right. I'll stop fussing.
I love you.
And...
- Yeah? - Life is short.
Take the trip! (Chuckles)
Take the trip! (Call beeps off)
(Happy instrumental music plays)
(Knock on door)
(Door creaks open)
- Oh, hi. Come on in. Yeah, I'm just finishing up.
(Door clunks shut)
- "American Idol" audition?
- Oh, uh, no. So close.
It's a how-to video for my website. - Hmm.
For the community center.
I was thinking we could sell it
as a chance to buy homemade Christmas presents.
- Christmas craft fair. I love that. - Mm-hmm.
I already set up an online catalog so you can see what's available in advance.
All you need to do is populate it with auction lots.
- Okay, a four-page action plan and a website?
Where have you been all my life?
- Well, wait until you've read it before you get too excited.
- Oh, my God.
(Muttering)
- Um... is this for one of your quilts?
- Oh, yeah!
I do traditional quilts for commissions,
but um, my own work is more organically inspired.
This one's for an art fellowship.
- Hmm.
Is it gonna be round?
(Sucks air) - At the moment.
I'm not exactly sure what I wanna do yet but um,
a lot of my recent work has been circular.
- Wait.
Oh, wait, th-these are all yours?
- Yep.
- Oh, wow!
Huh.
(Gentle music plays)
- Um, do you mind? - No. Yeah.
- Wow, I... I didn't know you could do this with fabric.
(Chuckles lightly) It's incredible. The details.
Whew.
What are you gonna do when you win the fellowship?
- Oh. (Sputters)
It's a national prize and I have no idea who else has been shortlisted,
so I am not counting my chickens.
It's an honor just to get this far.
- Oh, people always say that.
Where's your killer instinct?
- Killer instinct's not really a thing in fiber arts.
- No? - No.
(Chuckles) Um, did you get a chance to look at those books I gave you?
- Oh yeah.
Um... I got to thinking about Lauren and Christmas
when I got home,
and I remembered she used to love putting the star at the top of the tree.
That was like, her big thing, you know?
And then, I saw... this.
- Hmm.
- Now, if you think this is too much for a rookie, I get it.
I just saw it, and it said Lauren.
I-I don't know why. - No, this is a great pattern.
- And I thought that we could use the colors
from some of the pictures we took the other day as inspiration.
- Yes, definitely.
This is a lovely homage to Lauren's Christmas star love.
Look at you, being creative.
- Oh, total fluke. I swear.
(Chuckles) - Okay, let me see.
Well, nothing too scary here.
We're gonna need a few yards of backing fabric.
This is gonna be fun.
(Book claps closed) It's time to go fabric shopping.
(Upbeat instrumental "Joy to the World" plays)
(Chuckles happily)
- Welcome to heaven. - Huh.
- Don't you wanna just take it all home with you?
- Uh, I'd settle for enough to make one quilt.
(Gasps)
- Oh, I might have to take a couple of yards of this for myself.
Um, come on, the Christmas section's right here.
- Hmm.
(Exhales happily) - This.
- Oh, yeah. - For you. - Okay.
- Sure, yeah.
- Oh, and we need white.
(Music continues) - Oh.
- So much fun!
Ha! (Bolts plop)
- You're going a little crazy.
(Exhales) - Is the rest of this all for your fellowship quilt?
- It's for my fabric stash for future projects.
- Oh. - What?
- Oh, it's just like when I buy a new power drill,
even though the old one's perfectly fine.
- No, it isn't.
- Uh...
- Okay, it is a little.
But some of these fabrics are limited edition,
and if I don't grab them now, it would be a tragedy.
(Laughs) You're laughing at me.
- Yeah, I-I've just never met anyone so passionate about fabric before.
- Passion makes the world go 'round.
- Couldn't agree more.
- Amy!
How are you? - Miriam!
Hi!
- Of course, I find you here.
- Well, where else?
I uh... emptied the place out. There's nothing left.
- Oh, for the stash, of course. - Mm-hmm.
- Uh, oh this is the fiber artist I was telling you about, Miriam Hayes.
Uh, I'm teaching Liam how to quilt.
- Oh. - It's a... uphill battle.
(Chuckles) - Don't say that.
You're doing really well.
- Well, you can't go wrong with Amy.
- Ahem.
- I'm not supposed to say anything
until they make a formal announcement but of all people,
you are the few people who will really understand.
- What?
- I have been shortlisted for the Cassatt Art Fellowship.
- Oh, Miriam. That's... wow!
That's wonderful! Congratulations!
I um... I'm not supposed to say anything either,
but um, I've been shortlisted, too. Ha!
- Oh! I see! - Yeah.
- Well, I guess congratulations are in order all around then.
- Yeah, I... had no idea I'd be up against you.
- Oh. - Might as well not bother finishing my submission.
- Oh, don't be silly.
Well, I... must keep moving,
but uh... that's really wonderful news, Amy.
- Thanks.
(Disappointed music plays)
- Uh... just a heads up,
that's where that killer instinct we were talking about
would've really come in handy. - Sorry?
- "I shouldn't even bother finishing my submission?"
- Uh, Miriam is my mentor.
She's the reason I moved to Bakerville.
She's the reason I even thought it was possible to make life in art.
- But that doesn't mean you need to concede the fight before it's even started.
- That's not what I was do-- Uh...
why am I defending myself to you?
- N-- (Sighs heavily)
(Huffs)
(Gentle music plays)
(Tools clicking)
- Didn't take you long.
Does this mean what I think it means?
- What do you think it means?
- You're the worst, you know that?
Are you going, or not? (Wrench clunks)
- Yeah, I'm going.
- I'm so glad!
Oh, this is gonna be so amazing!
- Why are you so excited about this?
- Because you gave up so much for me.
This is the one thing you can still have.
- I don't see it that way.
- Of course, you don't.
That's because you're you and... - And?
- And I'll be away,
and there'll be no one to call you after a fire to make sure you're all right.
So, if you're on holiday for a few months,
I won't have my heart in my mouth.
(Both chuckle)
So, when are you going?
What are you gonna do about work?
Is the camper up to it? - Um... I don't know yet.
I need to talk to work.
And... the camper's perfect.
Dad and I did a good job.
- Of course, you did.
Two perfectionists, one camper van.
It's a miracle this thing isn't capable of interstellar travel.
(Chuckles lightly)
- You got time for a coffee?
- I actually came by to borrow your pruning saw, but I can do a coffee.
- Uh, yeah, you can use it.
- Cool! Thanks. - What do you need it for?
- The tree in my yard dropped a branch.
- Oh, I can swing by and take care of that tomorrow.
- It's okay. I can handle it.
- No, I don't mind. Keeps me off the mean streets during my downtime.
(Instrumental Christmas music plays)
(Knock on door)
(Door creaks open)
- Hey.
- Oh, hey!
Um... okay,
I know we have a lot to get through today, but first up...
Ta-dah! - Oh, wow!
- I um, dug it out of storage.
I know you said you have a machine you can borrow,
but this is a great starter model.
- Idiot proof? - Hopefully.
I mean, nothing's guaranteed.
- Oh, thanks for sugar coating it.
- Well, you're not the sugar-coating type.
- I'm not? - No, you're like the
give it to me straight kind of a guy.
- Huh. What about you?
- Um, I don't mind a little sugar every now and then.
- Noted.
- Um, anyway, I'll just turn this on and give you a demonstration.
Um, so the trick is really
to use the guides on the needle plate here.
Precision is the key to a great quilt.
Right up your clipboard-loving alley, Mr. Sullivan.
- Use one little clipboard. (Chuckles)
- So, what you wanna do is you wanna line up the fabric edge
with the quarter-inch guide,
which is the only seam allowance you're gonna need in quilting,
and then, nice and gently,
fingers outta the way,
and just wanna press nice and gently.
This is not the Grand Prix.
(Sewing machine whirring gently) - See?
Easy, right?
Your turn.
- Oh. (Laughs)
(Clears throat)
- Yes. Yep.
(Sewing machine whirrs gently)
- Yes. Good!
Oh! I'm just gonna move your...
(Tender music plays)
- Cool.
- Yeah, I'm gonna get some water.
(Flame pops)
(Machine whirring gently)
- Uh, what's all this thread doing?
- Oh yeah, you just wanna pull that back
so it doesn't get into the... - Oh.
- ... the new seam. - Okay.
- Yep.
- Did you... did you blow out my candle?
(Sighs)
- You can't have a naked flame around a pile of textiles and fabric.
- No, it's-it's in a jar.
- Do you have any idea how many housefires start with a candle?
- Do you just see danger everywhere?
- Well, it is my job.
(Curious music plays)
(Clears throat)
- Is-is this bothering you?
- No, it's fine.
- Right. So, it just wouldn't matter if I...
just, I'll just put it right here.
That's fine? - Okay, see?
Not bothered. - Mm-hmm.
Um, is there anything else you wanna check
before we get back to it? - You know what?
I'd like to check the batteries in your smoke alarm.
- Ha!
- You-you're serious?
- Hmm. When was the last time you actually checked them?
- Um... - Okay, yep. I'm checkin' 'em.
- Okay.
Okay.
(Amy's phone rings) - Oh, um...
sorry, I should probably get this.
You, um... do your thing.
(Chuckles)
(Call beeps on) - Uh, Miriam, hi.
- Amy!
I'm holding a little seasonal soiree tonight.
A bit impromptu.
I'd love you to come.
- Uh... y-yeah, sounds great.
- I thought we could raise a glass together,
since we're both finalists. - Sure.
- Wonderful.
Bring a friend, if you like.
- Oh...
(Call beeps off)
(Battery cover claps closed) - Looks good.
- Thank you for checking. - Thanks for letting me check.
(Chuckles) - Um...
I had an idea for your quilt.
Some people like to incorporate clothing from loved ones.
So, I was wondering
if maybe you had something of your parents you wanted to use?
If you think Lauren would like that.
- Yeah, yeah, Lauren would love that. - Okay.
- I think I have some... some old boxes in my spare room.
I-I have no idea what's in them, but I can look.
- Okay.
Well, if there are clothes, I would look for cottons, or linens.
Denim would also be good.
I mean, we can even make velvet and corduroy work.
(Inhales deeply) - Listen,
about the other day at the fabric store,
I... I should've minded my own business.
That whole killer instinct thing. - Oh, that's okay.
I mean, you're not wrong.
I could probably stand to be a little more confident about my work.
But um...
I don't know, Miriam's so talented, you know,
and she's taught me so much...
I'm doing it again, aren't I? - Little bit.
- Oh. Well, I um...
just agreed to go have drinks at her place tonight,
so uh, I guess I'll have a chance to uh, work on that.
- You don't wanna go?
- I mean, I'm happy for her, but I don't know,
she has a lot of very fancy friends and she'd be the only person I know there.
Plus, she was a little, I don't know,
standoffish about the fact that we were both shortlisted.
But, I don't know, maybe that was just in my imagination.
- Um, would you... like me to go with you?
- Seriously?
- Sure!
I mean, if you think it would help.
You're bending over backwards for me.
- Um, yeah.
Okay.
Thank you.
That would be amazing.
Thank you.
- You already said that.
- Well, this quilt's not gonna sew itself.
(Chuckles nervously)
- And how are we coming with the online catalog? - Getting there.
We thought it would make sense to combine taking all the photos with the working bee.
- Oh yeah, great idea.
Um, do you guys need any help with your quilts?
- All good! At least, as good as it gets.
Just don't blame me when we have to pay someone to buy mine off our... hands.
- I hate it when you talk like that.
You're an amazing quilter. - Oh!
- What?
- Oh, oh, nothing.
Um, Piper here is just objectifying your new student.
- Liam?
- Please don't pretend you haven't noticed that.
As well as being adorably committed to making his sister happy,
your fireman is also ridiculously hot.
- He's not my fireman. He is my student.
- Hey, ladies.
Hey, I'm just heading out.
What time did you want me to pick you up tonight?
- Are you two going out?
- Oh, no, it's a work thing.
Liam's just helping me out.
Um... 7:00?
- Great.
(Playful music plays)
- Great color combination, by the way.
- Oh, thanks.
(Music continues)
- She's blushing!
- Okay, um, for the record, I said that exact thing last week.
- But it was the way he said it.
With his lips. (Giggles)
(Laughs)
(Blows out breath)
(Knock on door)
(Door creaks open)
(Door shuts)
(Wreath rattles) - Hey.
- Hey, yourself. (Chuckles)
- You look, uh...
- Thanks. (Chuckles nervously)
(Clears throat) - Oh, here.
- Oh.
(Tender music plays)
(Exhales)
(Door creaks open) - Thanks.
- So wonderful you could come.
- You uh, remember my friend, Liam, from the other day?
- Yes. Nice to see you.
Welcome. Make yourself at home. Grab a drink!
(Gentle instrumental "O Christmas Tree" plays)
(Indistinct chatter)
- Sorry, there was a bit of a bottleneck at the bar.
- Oh, good place for one. - Oh. True.
- Cheers. (Mugs clink)
- Mm.
Nice.
I love me a good buffet.
- Oh well, I guess everything's better bite sized.
- Oh, I sense you are wise in the way of the buffets, Amy Walker.
- Oh, I know my way around a table.
First rule of a buffet: avoid the dips.
- Oh, hospital-grade biohazard.
- Uh, second rule,
don't get suckered into anything with a skewer.
- And get stuck hanging on to a greasy stick all night?
- Oh, rookie mistake. - Hmm.
Let's eat all the shrimp before anyone else gets here.
(Giggles) - Deal.
(Mugs clink)
- See what she does with shapes and textures?
It's modern and traditional at the same time.
God, she's so good!
- Yeah?
- It's nice!
- Okay.
- Okay, look, um, I don't want to alarm you,
but there is a candle on the table over there.
- Yeah.
There's also three in the hallway, one in the bathroom,
and a lantern on the front porch.
I have a map of all of them in my back pocket.
(Laughs)
- For a second... - Yes, you did.
- Yeah, yeah. - Amy?
- Oh, hi.
- I want to introduce you to Nicole Fleming.
- The Nicole Fleming?
- Mm. I've been telling her all about you.
- Uh, I'll track us down a new drink.
- Okay, thank you.
- Nicole. - Mm-hmm.
- This is Amy.
- Hi. It's a pleasure to meet you.
- Miriam has been telling me that you are one of her best students.
Oh, I bet Miriam's a great teacher.
- Oh. - She was.
Uh, is.
I um, I haven't been a student of hers for some time now.
- Oh, I guess it has been a couple of years.
(Chuckles)
Amy has also been shortlisted for the Cassatt Fellowship.
(Gasps)
- Which, I guess, I should take as a compliment to my teaching.
- Congratulations. - Thank you.
- Do you work with traditional quilting techniques like Miriam?
- Oh, Amy's work is very niche.
I mean, some people don't even really call it quilting.
- How fascinating.
- Yeah, Amy's work is always very interesting.
I mean, real conversation starters.
- Hmm.
(Chuckles, annoyed) - Uh...
(Door creaks open)
- Do you have something for your headache?
- Yeah.
Um, sorry about having to leave the party early.
- Oh, not a problem.
We can postpone looking through boxes tomorrow, if you like?
- Um, no, I'll be fine by tomorrow.
Um, I might be a little late.
Um, Piper's using my car so I'm gonna take the bus.
- I'll swing by and pick you up.
- It's okay. The bus is fine.
(Melancholy music plays)
- I'll be here at 9:00.
- Okay, thank you.
I'll be ready.
- Um... see you then.
- Yeah, good night.
(Music continues)
(Door opens and shuts)
- This...
(Music continues)
(Gentle music plays)
(Knock on door) (Door creaks open)
- Morning. - Hey.
Let me just get my stuff and I'm ready.
- How's the headache? - Uh, yeah, all better.
(Pensive music plays)
- Thanks for uh, coming to pick me up. Really appreciate it.
- Yeah. Yeah, of course.
Sure.
(Door creaks open)
- More snow gear.
You could outfit the Winter Olympic team.
- I don't know why I hung on to all of this stuff.
- Um, candy cane?
- Hmm, too early for me, thanks.
- Oh, it's never too early for a candy cane.
Okay, I'm obsessed with them.
I have to ration myself to three a day.
- Hmm, sounds painful. - And yet, somehow I endure.
(Chuckles)
- You going uh, to Kansas for Christmas?
- Uh, no, not this year.
My um, parents sold their farm and are going on a cruise.
- Oh, they must be pretty excited that you're a finalist for the fellowship.
- Uh, yeah, they were happy for me.
I don't think they're ever gonna be 100% comfortable
that I don't have a normal job, though.
- They've seen your work, though, right?
- No.
It's okay. Honestly.
I... I don't need them to be my cheerleaders.
They're good people. We're just... different.
Oh, hold the front page, we have a winner.
- Hmm, it's my mom's favorite dress.
- It's beautiful. - Mm-hmm.
(Clicks tongue) Oh.
- Oh, Dad's lucky bowling shirt.
- Wow, this is a lovely cotton.
Both of these would be great in your quilt.
- Yeah, I... I can see that.
(Clicks tongue)
What is this?
(Laughs)
Mom made that scarf for Dad when she was learning how to knit.
- Wow, it's just... - Oh.
- Let's see.
Oh yeah, definitely you. - Hmm.
- Mm-hmm.
- I... I can't believe he actually wore this out in public.
- That's so sweet.
God, he must have loved your mom, a lot.
- Yeah, he did.
- Um, do you mind talking about them?
I... just tell me to shut up if it's too much.
- No, it... it was 10 years ago.
I mean, I still miss them but it's... just a fact of life now.
- Must've been tough having all that responsibility land on you so suddenly.
- Yeah, it was a learning curve.
Lauren still gives me a hard time about how I grilled her prom date.
But this guy shows up in this ridiculous souped-up Camaro
and there was no way I'm letting my sister get into that thing
until he swore he was gonna stick to the speed limit.
(Clicks tongue) - Huh.
- What?
- That's why you're always on danger patrol.
You're so used to worrying about Lauren,
you just wanna make the world safe.
- I never really thought about it like that.
- It's gonna be very strange for you when she's gone, isn't it?
- She's my best friend, as well as being my sister, so uh...
- You're a good human, Liam Sullivan.
(Chuckles under breath)
(Tender music plays)
- These are both great. - Yeah.
- Um, maybe just um...
just give 'em a quick wash and iron
and then we can start cutting.
- Ooh, I have to admit I'm... I'm kinda dreading that part.
- No, no, no, no, you're gonna love it, okay?
Cutting is all about precision. Right up your alley.
(Sucks air)
I'll throw these in the washer.
- Okay, yeah. (Chuckles)
(Sighs)
(Door clicks open) - It's just me!
(Door shuts)
(Footsteps thud on floorboards)
- Oh, hi! Sorry, I didn't realize.
I was just looking for my brother. - Oh um, yeah, he just um...
- Lulu, hey! - Hi!
I can come back. - No, it's-it's okay.
This is just Amy. We're, um...
I'm helping her with the craft auction at the community center.
- Hi, Just Amy.
(Laughs) - Okay, I didn't mean just.
She's awesome.
- Hi, Awesome Amy.
- Could we just...
- Hi, Lauren. - Thank you.
- I came by because you didn't answer my text.
- Oh. - Have you done it yet?
- Tendered and accepted yesterday.
- Happy? (Lauren squeals): Yes!
I'm so happy. There's no turning back now.
- What, uh...
- Oh, sorry uh, brother-sister stuff.
Um, Liam has just resigned
so that he can go on a tour of South America!
It'll be like "The Motorcycle Diaries"
except in an old camper van he and our dad restored.
- W... wow, that... sounds incredible.
- Oh, I uh... I have to get back to work in 10.
Do you mind helping me get the decorations from my car?
- I'm not in any rush. - Won't be long.
- Come on.
- So, Amy seems nice.
(Scoffs) - You talked to her for two seconds.
- So, she's not nice?
- No, she's great. Everybody loves her.
(Exhales) - Okay, you're very clever.
Congratulations. - Are you guys dating?
- We're just friends, Lu.
I-I'm helping her out with the community center, that's it.
- She didn't know you were going away, did she?
- I hadn't gotten around to mentioning it yet.
(Hand pats on shoulder) Yeah.
(Tender music plays)
- You look like your dad.
- Huh, yeah. Even I can see that now. - Hmm.
- I should get you back. - Yeah.
- You um...
you never mentioned your trip.
- It all just came together pretty quickly.
It was actually supposed to happen 10 years ago.
Uh, my dad and I restored the camper van
and Mom was researching campgrounds.
I was about to head out when... the accident happened.
- Oh.
So uh, when do you leave?
- After the wedding.
- So, you'll spend Christmas on the road somewhere?
Sounds like the adventure of a lifetime.
(Music continues)
- Um...
(Sewing machine rattling)
(Sentimental music plays)
(Sewing machine rumbling)
(Huffs)
(Music continues)
(Sighs heavily)
(Door creaks open and shut)
(Melancholic music)
(Swatches plop on table)
(Sighs, choking back tears)
- Bad day?
- This prize could literally change my life.
I mean, it could change my art.
But I'm so blocked I just...
don't even know what to do anymore.
- Is it something about the design?
- I don't know.
(Sighs)
- You need to get outta your own head.
- Ha! Wouldn't that be nice.
(Leading music plays)
- I got an idea. Come on.
- What?
- It'll be fun! Trust me. Come on!
(Exhales)
- How cool is this guy?
Ugh, great idea, by the way.
Oh, should we make him like, a little snow puppy?
- What's the problem with your submission?
- Oh! It's too contrived.
I'm overthinking and second-guessing myself.
(Realizing music plays)
(Exhales) Very sneaky.
Also good. Ah! - Why are you trying too hard?
- Uh... at Miriam's,
she said that my work was niche and a conversation starter.
- What does that mean?
- It means she doesn't respect what I do
and doesn't think there's a market for it.
I admire her so much.
Hearing that...
yeah, I don't know, I think I was trying to prove her wrong
by making my submission more like her work.
- Amy, your art is insane.
You're... you're like a fabric whisperer.
(Chuckles) - I'm gonna steal that.
- She's just...
sees you as competition
and she can't bear to lose to her former student,
so she's trying to psych you out.
- Yeah, either that, or she just doesn't like my art.
- Look, don't let her get inside your head, Walker.
A very smart woman I know once said
you have to live your own life.
Don't let somebody else choose who you're supposed to be.
(Exhales)
- You're right.
- Well, technically you are, but I'll take it.
(Chuckles) - Yeah, my-my work is about how I see the world.
It's not niche, it's...
it's about life, you know, and how we all need each other.
- There you go.
- I love making traditional quilts.
I... I love that my quilts are a part of people's lives.
But the work that I do for myself is...
why I love fiber art so much.
It's... the ideas I want to explore,
the things I wanna learn, the things I wanna share with people.
- Good, you should do all of that.
- My work is about connection.
Earth to sky, tree to soil.
Water to rock.
It's about the bonds we all share.
And I think that's what people respond to.
I think that's what the judges responded to when they made me a finalist.
- Even I could see that.
(Inspiring music plays)
- Go get 'em, tiger.
(Chuckles) - Yeah.
(Music continues)
- There ya go, bud.
(Steadying breath)
(Uplifting music plays)
(Papers rustle)
♪ Oh, oh, got to get to you now ♪
♪ I need you somehow ♪
♪ Someway ♪
♪ Oh, oh, you're my blue heaven ♪
♪ I need you right now ♪
♪ To make it okay ♪
♪ Ah, ooh ♪
♪ Ooh, ooh, ooh ♪
♪ Ah, ooh ♪
♪ Ooh, ooh, ooh ♪
♪ Oh, you're my blue heaven ♪
(Plastic crinkles) - Hmm.
♪ Ah, ooh ♪
♪ Ooh, ooh, ooh ♪
♪ Ah, ooh ♪
♪ Ooh, ooh, ooh ♪
♪ Oh, you're my blue heaven ♪
(Uplifting music continues)
(Exhales excitedly)
(Chuckles)
(Bright music plays)
- Can you grab me the extender? - Yeah. Okay.
(Decorations rattling)
(Giggles) - This is a good look for you.
- Blink twice if you need an extrication team, Jack.
- Oh, no, I'm good.
I happen to like this hostage situation.
- Oh.
- Why do we have records from the 2005 bingo tournament?
- Uh, '05, a glorious year for bingo.
- Oh, sorry, I got caught up.
- Dig in! There's plenty of fun for everyone.
(Sighs) - Um, one sec.
There's just something I gotta do first.
Uh, hey. - Oh, hey.
Everything okay? - Uh, yeah.
I just um... I just wanted to thank you
for what you said yesterday. I had a huge breakthrough.
I've been working on my quilt all night.
- I didn't really say much. - Yeah, you did.
You're a great listener and good friend.
Thank you for being there for me.
(Tender music plays)
Hmm.
I should, uh...
I have... some papers to sort.
- Yeah, yeah I uh, I have a... a valve to um...
- Hey, Liam, this print is tiny, man.
I can't even make out a single word.
- Yeah, it's uh... it's upside down, Frank.
- Oh yeah!
Look at that.
- Look at you go! I'm proud of you!
- Uh, no, it's not what you think.
- You're telling me that you two didn't just enjoy
the most unplatonic hug in the history of hugs?
- He's going away, Deenie.
- What?
- He's going on this big trip around South America
after his sister's wedding.
He was supposed to do it when he was younger and now's his big chance.
- Are you okay?
- It's not like anything really happened between us.
(Melancholy music plays)
(Garbage bags crinkle)
- Oh, I'll grab those. - Thanks, I got it.
- Look, come on, you're half my size.
- So? I can do it. - I wasn't saying you couldn't.
- You don't need to actually say anything.
You're always swooping down and doing everything for me
as if you don't think I'm capable of doing it myself.
- I was just trying to help.
- You don't need to do everything for me, Liam!
What happens when you're not around?
I can't be dependent on you or anyone.
- I know that. - Do you?
I'm a strong, independent person.
I just... I just wish you could see me that way, too.
- Okay.
(Dejected music plays)
- Hey.
- Oh, hey.
- I saw you and Lauren just now.
Pretty intense.
- Yeah, apparently I'm suffocating her because I wanted to help.
(Exhales)
- You're a great brother, Liam.
You know, look at her.
She's... incredible.
You've done an amazing job raising her.
- But?
- Well, what did she say?
- I don't know, um, let her do it.
I mean, there must have been 30 pounds of garbage in that bag.
(Exhales) - Maybe she wanted the exercise.
(Chuckles)
- Or maybe it's time to let go?
You've been her everything for so long.
Maybe she's just trying to tell you
that you don't have to make everything right all the time,
for everyone.
Sometimes it's okay
if the glass is a little close to the edge.
(Chuckles)
(Gentle wistful music)
(Sighs deeply)
- Amy, I was hoping to find you here.
- Miriam. Hi.
- Do you have a moment? - To be honest...
- Oh, you're upset with me.
As you should be.
What I said at the party...
it's been keeping me awake at night.
What you heard the other night was the scared jealousy of an insecure artist.
- Miriam, you have nothing to be insecure or jealous about.
Your art is incredible, inspiring.
- Please, forgive me for being so...
nasty and ungenerous.
(Chuckles under breath) - Of course.
- Thank you.
And I want you to know, I'm telling everyone I know to come to your auction.
- Oh.
- I know how much this center means to you.
- Yeah. Thank you.
- What did she want? (Sucks air)
- To apologize and um...
tell me she thinks my art is wonderful.
- Who cares what she thinks?
- It's okay, really.
She kinda did me a favor.
Made me examine what I do.
With a... (Clicks tongue)
With a little help from you.
(Chuckles lightly)
(Sewing machine rattling)
- I don't know about that color combination, man.
- Amy approved it. That's good enough for me.
(Rattling intensifies) - Whoa, whoa, whoa.
Okay, look, you need to be consistent with the pedal pressure.
What? My mom was a seamstress.
- Where's my favorite fire crew?
- Uh...
(Playful music plays)
- Hey! What's up?
- Um, Jack and I just got some news.
Don't freak.
They need him in Rome a week earlier than planned.
- You need to move the wedding up.
- Yeah. I know we're already cutting it close as it is,
but I was thinking if we just, or-or I mean, I could even just maybe--
- Don't-don't stress. We'll uh, we'll work it out.
- Really? - Yeah!
Yeah, I'll just rope these clowns into helping set everything up.
It'll be fine.
(Exhales) - Thank you.
- About what I said at the working bee, I-I didn't mean--
- I-I know what you meant.
You are your own person.
- It's not that I don't love it when you help me.
You're an amazing brother, I just...
I don't need your help all the time.
- Memo received. I promise.
(Chuckles) - Thank you.
Okay, um... I'm gonna go.
- You have a good one, Lauren. - You too.
Bye! - Bye.
(Laughs)
- Buddy, you are not gonna finish that quilt in time now.
(Sighs heavily) What are you gonna do?
- Helpful. That's very helpful. Thank you.
(Gentle spirited music plays)
- Yikes. - I got it, I got it.
(Exhales)
- This is so incredible, Amy.
If you don't win, I'm eating this sweater.
- Okay, let's not get ahead of ourselves,
and also, that sweater looks a little hard to digest.
- Okay, don't deflect. This is a moment.
(Steadying breath) - Piper is right.
This quilt is a game changer.
- Well, I hope you are both right
because this is happening. (Squeals)
(Exhales) - Amy, Amy.
Lauren and Jack moved the wedding up a week. - No!
- Yes, so if you have any tricks up your sleeve, now is the time to tell me.
- I'll help you. We'll get the quilt finished, I promise.
- Okay, but I'm not distracting you from your fellowship quilt.
- Oh, no. - Okay, that's not happening.
- It's already done. I was getting ready to send it off.
- You finished it? - Yeah.
- How'd it turn out? - It's the best thing I've ever done.
So, don't worry about any of that.
I am yours until Lauren's quilt is finished.
- I can help too, if you need the extra hands.
- Me too. Happy to help pitch in.
- See?
Between all of us, we'll get finished. I promise.
(Cheerful music)
(Knock on door)
- Yeah, come on in.
(Door creaks open)
- Hi, Deenie, you could just set up right here.
- We've got food to feed the sewing army.
- Oh, amazing.
Oh, maybe just not near the fabrics.
Thank you!
- And I made us a candle to help us concentrate.
It has orange blossom, rosemary, and just the tiniest bit of...
(Chuckles)
- But I was going to-- - Over my dead body.
- Don't... (Chuckles)
- Okay.
(Giggles)
- Start with this one.
(Lively music plays)
(Sewing machine rattling)
(Fabric zips)
(Iron hisses)
- I can't thank you ladies enough for helping me out like this.
- It's for a good cause.
- Plus, you're helping us save the center.
- After condemning it.
- Still holding that against me, huh?
- I'm so sorry, but I have to go.
I promised my nieces I'd take them shopping for presents.
- Oh yeah! God, you guys, we're almost done. You guys have been so helpful.
- Yeah, I've gotta bail too. Sorry. I've got a date.
- Sorry, a date? - Where are you going?
Who is he? - Yeah, is this the first date? - How'd we not know about this?
- Okay, because I knew it would be like this.
- Okay, full report tomorrow, please!
- Ha! You wish! - I do!
- You're... no!
(Laughs) - Thank you guys.
So much. (All): Bye.
(Door clunks closed)
(Chuckles)
(Tender music plays)
- Ah...
I can't believe we got it done in time.
- Did you really think we wouldn't?
I would never let that happen.
- You know, when you win that fellowship,
things are really gonna take off for you.
(Exhales) - You ready for that?
- Oh, I should uh, record you saying that
and listen to it as a daily affirmation.
- Oh, you'd get sick of the sounds of my voice pretty quickly.
- Probably.
- You should come to the wedding.
You should be there when I give Lauren the quilt.
- Really?
You sure?
- Will you come?
- I'd love to.
- 'K. - Hmm.
- I'm gonna find a bow for this.
(Chuckles)
(Lively music plays)
(Knock on door)
- Bow. Yep! Come on in.
(Door creaks)
- I thought these might go with your dress.
- Oh, my God, they're beautiful!
Okay, I only have a few minutes.
- You look so gorgeous, Amy. That dress is divine.
- Yes, it is, but we actually don't have time for that.
When are you going to tell Liam how you feel?
- I don't have feelings for Liam.
- Oh, Amy!
Sweetie... you are a really, really bad actor.
- And you're gonna really, really regret it if you let him go without saying anything.
(Sighs) - Okay. Yes.
I have feelings for Liam.
But that is exactly why I am never gonna say anything.
- Are you crazy? Why not?
- Because the man is doing something for himself
after 10 years of living for his sister.
I'm not stepping on that dream!
And I know what you're gonna say, he's an adult, he can make his own decisions.
You know, is it really fair for me to decide for him?
I should just tell him how I feel and let him decide for himself.
But what if he does have feelings, okay, and then, he goes anyway?
I don't wanna ruin his trip.
Or am I really just telling myself that because I'm scared of rejection?
- Are you done?
(Sighs) - Okay, fine.
I'll do it.
If the right moment happens,
I'll just put it all out there.
Happy? (Giggles)
- I'm so glad that we had this little chat.
(Laughs)
- Our work here is done.
- Bye. - Have fun!
(Blows out breath)
- Just tell him how I feel.
Hmm!
(Indistinct chatter)
- Ooh, I'll take some of that.
- Hey, do you know where the extra chairs are, in case we need them?
- Yeah, yeah, oh yeah.
- Okay, I think it's gonna be okay.
(Exhales)
(Gentle romantic music)
- Wow!
You look um...
your suit is uh...
I like your pocket square.
- You look great, too. (Laughs)
- Uh, I still have a few small things I have to handle
but I'll get you a drink
and I'll hook you up with my friend Frank, from my crew.
- Right, yes, I met him the other day.
- Yeah, no, he promises to be on his best behavior,
so I apologize in advance. (Laughs)
- Lauren,
thank you for teaching me what real happiness feels like.
- I can't wait to see where this adventure takes us next.
- With you, everything makes sense.
And when I'm with you, nothing else matters.
(Chuckle happily)
(Loving jazz piano music)
- They look so happy.
- Yeah.
- I love it when people write their own vows.
- Yeah.
- You okay there, big guy?
- Frank's about to stop the music so I can give Lauren the quilt.
- Liam, you put so much love into that quilt.
Lauren's gonna know that the moment she sees it.
- This is supposed to be something that Mom would've done.
I... I don't wanna upset her by bringing up sad memories, you know?
I... I don't know, maybe I should just do it privately?
(Music fades)
- Congratulations to the happy couple.
(Guests applaud) - Well...
- And now--
- Here, wait. - ... the brother of the bride will say a few words.
- You got this.
- Uh, hi everyone.
Um, I promise to make this short.
If I could just get everyone's attention for a minute or two?
Now, most of you don't know
that we have a longstanding family tradition,
that as well as getting married around Christmas,
the mother always blesses the marriage with a quilt.
(Murmuring)
- Our parents couldn't be here today,
but I wanted to keep this tradition going for Lauren and Jack.
I know it's not the same as having Mom and Dad here,
but hopefully this can become part of the fabric
of your family's Christmases for years to come.
- I don't know what to say.
(Teary chuckle)
Oh.
It's so beautiful!
- Some of Mom and Dad's clothes are in it, and um,
I thought you'd like the Christmas star theme.
- It's...
you've made everything so perfect.
But how... how did you even make this?
(Chuckles)
- Oh, Awesome Amy.
(Teary exhale)
- You have done so much for me.
Given up so much for me.
Don't brush it off, it's true.
You've been my rock
and I'm continuously humbled by the generosity of your love.
You'll never know how happy I am
knowing you're going off on an adventure of your own.
You deserve happiness more than anyone I know.
(Tender music plays)
Thank you.
- Of course.
(Clears throat)
- You're heading out?
- Yeah.
Um, thanks for inviting me. (Chuckles)
Lauren's face, when she saw the quilt, was everything.
- Yeah.
Yeah, worth every second, right?
Thanks for making that possible.
- By uh, charitable extortion?
My pleasure.
(Exhales nervously)
So, uh, when do you leave?
- Uh, Monday.
- You better send me a postcard from somewhere exotic.
- As long as you promise to let me know when you win the fellowship.
(Chuckles nervously) Did they say when you'd hear?
- Uh, before Christmas, so soon, I guess.
(Deep exhale) I should go.
- Oh uh, I'll walk you out.
- No, I... that's okay.
(Gentle poignant music)
- I really hope it is the adventure of a lifetime.
(Music continues)
(Teary): Bye.
(Footsteps thud away)
(Door creaks open and shut)
(Music continues)
(Earrings rattle)
(Exhales deeply)
(Knock on door)
(Door creaks open)
- Oh!
Honey!
I just wanted to check in. Make sure you were okay.
(Sniffles)
- I know you think I'm a very big coward for not telling him how I felt.
- No. - But I couldn't do it, Deenie.
I couldn't.
I like him too much to hold him back.
I had to let him go.
- No, I get it. I get it.
I know, sweetheart, it's okay.
(Sniffles) - Broken hearts aren't the end of the world.
Right? It's like, people survive them all the time.
- Yeah, they do.
- And I have the fellowship, and the craft auction.
- And me.
You have me. - Yeah. - Yeah!
- Life goes on. (Teary chuckle)
- You're so sneaky, leaving before me.
- I figured it would be easier this way.
- I'm gonna miss you so much. - Me too.
But you have a whole new country to explore.
- Not to mention a new language to learn.
- I'll look after her. I promise.
- I can look after myself.
Okay, but Jack can help.
- I love you.
- Okay.
(Phone pings) - Hmm. Oh?
(Gentle pensive music)
(Sighs)
(Phone ringing)
(Call beeps on)
Uh, Amy Walker speaking.
Oh, um, hi!
Yes, of course I know who you are.
Oh... wow!
(Uplifting jazz music)
(Cork pops) - Woo-hoo!
- This is so exciting! - I'm in a dream.
- Oh, well, wake up, sweetie, 'cause this is real!
(Exhales)
- Okay, okay,
to the winner of the Cassatt Art Fellowship.
Amy, no one deserves this more than you.
- Okay, I don't know if that's true, but I will take it!
(Giggles) - Cheers.
- Cheers! (Exhales)
(Glasses clink)
(Amy's phone ringing)
- Okay.
- Uh...
- He told me to text him about the fellowship, so I did.
- Go on, then!
- Pick it up. Go, go.
(Call beeps on)
- Liam, hi!
- I knew you were gonna win.
- Ha, yeah.
You did predict it. It's true.
- I know more about art than everyone else thinks.
- Well, you were the only one who didn't think you knew anything.
Um...
how's uh, life on the road?
Is it everything you thought it would be?
- Yeah. Yeah, it's great.
- I'm following your posts.
It looks really beautiful.
- It is. It is.
(Sad, emotional music)
- Uh, well, I should uh, probably get going.
Deenie and Piper are here to celebrate.
- Yeah. Yeah, yeah, say hi for me.
And um, congratulations, Amy.
- Thanks, Liam.
Stay safe.
(Call beeps off)
(Music brightens)
- Thank you.
Thank you so much.
(Upbeat music)
- Okay, let's do this.
(Door clunks closed)
- Hey. Any change?
- Stuck at $12,000.
- Well, we still have the live auction.
That could get people excited.
- I'll do my best but $8,000 is a lot of excitement.
- I just checked and we're still only at 12.
- I know, we know.
- Can we get an extension on the 30 days if we don't raise enough money?
- Um... - Excuse me, ladies.
- Frank. Sorry, uh, can we get an extension on the 30-day warning?
- Ooh, um, I'm sorry, Amy.
The County's really cracking down on code violations this year.
Is there a problem?
- Uh, yeah, we don't think we're gonna hit our target.
- We have to do something. We can't let them close this place down!
It means too much to too many people.
- I wish I could help. But once it's with the County, it's out of our hands.
- Hold down the fort.
I'll be back as soon as I can.
- Uh, but I'm about to start the auction.
- It's okay! You've got this!
(Sigh)
(Energetic music)
(Door creaks open)
- I have 300.
Do I have 310?
310. Do I have 320?
320, got it.
- Pinch me. Is this real? - Amazing.
Do not let this beautiful heirloom quilt go to waste.
Give it to your loved one for Christmas and watch their faces just light up.
Ah, 350, there it is!
Do I hear 360?
360. Anything else?
Okay, 360 going once,
360 going twice, and sold to the lady in red for 360!
(Crowd claps)
- What did I miss?
- People were fighting over my quilt. 360! - See? I told you!
Are we over 20 yet? - Sixteen.
Where did you go? - Oh, I just had to go home and get something.
- Yours is up next, we still might make it.
- Now, our next and final piece is by our very talented, local artist named Amy Walker.
She is the recent recipient of the prestigious Cassatt Art Fellowship,
and it is such an honor. Congratulations, Amy.
- Thanks.
(Crowd claps)
- Now this is an amazing-- (Gasp then murmur)
(Exhales) (Crowd): Wow.
- No, Amy, you can't. Not your fellowship quilt.
- Yes, I can. I want to.
- You said it was the best thing you've ever made.
- There'll be other bests.
- Okay. Well, it looks like someone here is going home tonight
with a real collector's item, so get ready to dig deep, folks.
An opportunity like this comes along once in a lifetime.
- I can't believe you.
- I don't need to tell you that this is a special piece
for a very special cause.
So, let's start with an opening bid.
Do I hear 400?
400! Do I hear 500?
500!
Do I hear 600?
Do not let this piece get away, folks.
Don't be shy. Do I have 600?
600! 700?
800? Straight to 900.
Do I hear 1,000? - Four thousand dollars.
(Gasp)
(Murmuring)
- Do we have a challenger?
- Okay, then here we go,
4,000 going once, twice,
and sold to the fireman who knows how to make an entrance.
(Clapping)
- What happened to your trip? Are you okay,
crazy, bidding that much on my quilt?
- Which question do you want me to answer first? - I don't know.
- After our call, I was sitting by the fire
and it hit me,
touring around South America, that's a 20-year-old's dream.
I'm not that person anymore.
I don't wanna let this moment pass and lose you.
I love you, Amy.
I'm sorry I didn't say it before I left.
(Romantic music)
(Exhales) - I love you too.
(Teary laugh) So much.
I'm so glad you came back
but I'm not scared of us missing this moment.
I am way too crazy about you, Liam Sullivan.
(Crowd claps and cheers)
(Romantic music continues)
(Chuckle)
(Laughs)
(Giggles) - Thank you. - You're welcome.
♪ Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh ♪
♪ Hey ♪
♪ Got me wishin' we were home right now ♪
♪ Look at what we have together ♪
♪ Look at what we've made together ♪
♪ Look at what we've got together ♪
♪ Got me wishin' we were home right now ♪
♪ Look at what we have together ♪
♪ Look at what we've made together ♪
♪ Look at what we've got together ♪
♪ Ooh, ooh, ooh ♪