Winter Wonderlanes (2026) Movie Script
1
The holidays aren't the same
without you, Pops.
- Okay, last frame, Audrey.
You got this.
Yeah!
You did it! You won!
My granddaughter won!
Thank you, Pops.
Um, Audrey?
What's with all
the bowling ornaments?
I mean, I love the retro vibe.
Audrey never told you
about Wonderlanes?
Well, she practically
lived there as a kid.
Audrey was a Wonderlanes
Jingle Bowl champion.
- This sounds serious.
- It was serious.
The local news even covered it.
After her grandfather took her
under his wing, she won it all.
So you're kinda like a big deal?
I'm gonna go wake up dad
for dinner.
- So, tell me more.
- Oh, you should've seen her.
Let's see if the winner
of the Gravy Boat Competition
can help me perfect
the art of ladling.
All right.
- You ready for this?
- I'm ready.
- Best gravy in town.
- It looks like it.
Whoa! That sure is good.
Back to you, Jason.
Well, I hope Dan Daniels has
a good stain remover at home.
Hey, Striker. Dinner ready?
- Soup's on.
- Don't have to tell me twice.
You can follow e
at JasonMillerLocal20...
Now, what was the name
of that Thanksgiving pop-up
you two did last year?
- Cuppa Turkey.
- A whole Thanksgiving feast,
parfait style.
Ha, brilliant.
- That's all Beckett.
He's the culinary wiz,
I'm just the silent
business partner.
Who turns my wizardry
into a reality.
I mean, she's a master
of the pop-up event.
So much travelling, though.
Pop-ups work for me.
You get to leave before
anything gets too complicated.
I'm just glad that
you were able to stop in
on your way to the coast.
Not that I wasn't disappointed
that you weren't going to
be here for Christmas again.
Blame me, Mrs. Bell.
Oh, Beckett, you two have been
business partners
for far too long for
this "Mrs. Bell" nonsense.
Now, what's this
next pop-up all about?
Is there a Christmas theme?
Actually, Beckett
and I are looking
at a permanent location.
- In South Carolina?
- Why so far?
It's my menu. We're thinking
handheld barbecue treats.
We're gonna call it
"Bones on the Beach."
- No beaches around here.
- Exactly.
But we'll check if there are
any bowling alleys nearby,
now that I know Audrey's
a former champ.
It's not a big deal.
It was.
Before he passed,
her grandfather owned
and operated Wonderlanes.
Is it still open?
- Of course.
Grandma runs it now.
Okay, what's going on?
I'm selling the bowling alley.
I've just never
been able to run it
as wonderfully as he did.
It was his jewel,
and it's just never
shone as bright.
I hope you understand, dear.
Grandma, it's...
Your decision.
We're all making
our own decisions.
Now, who wants dessert?
Well, if you made it,
I want two.
I'll help you with that.
Oh, thank you.
Is Grandma sure about this?
Oh, it seems so.
She's already hired your friend,
Natalie, as her realtor.
She suggested listing
the alley over the holidays.
Said Christmas
might help boost offers.
'Cause it's always been
such a special place
this time of year.
Natalie knows what she's doing.
Yeah, still...
I know your grandma
could use some help.
The place hasn't had
that same sparkle lately.
And you were always the one
that helped Grandpa
- get it ready for Christmas...
- I can help.
Oh really? Oh, that'd
be wonderful, sweetie.
- I'll talk to Beckett.
- Thank you.
I know this wasn't the plan,
but, thanks for understanding.
Honestly, the leftovers helped.
Shouldn't be longer than a week.
I'll be right behind you.
Just keep me posted?
Always, partner.
- Drive safe.
- Thank you.
Hiya, Striker. Not tired?
- Not really.
- Hmm. Me neither.
Slept too long
watching the news.
You ever talk to him?
Our anchor.
Not since the night
he disappeared.
Never heard from him again
after that.
No explanation. Nothing.
Well...
He was a fool to do that to you.
But Audrey,
loose ends have a way
of tying themselves into knots
if you leave them too long.
Night, honey.
- Love you, Dad.
- Love you more.
- Good morning.
What do you got today?
Thank you.
Hey! Nice job
on the gravy segment yesterday.
- Thank, Mr. Miller.
- You know, I covered a few
of those stories
when I was a rookie reporter,
they were honestly, like,
some of my favourite days
on the job.
Nothing like getting
your hands on the gravy, huh?
I mean, tell that to Dan.
He almost lost it
when his shirt got dirty.
Yeah. You gotta have
a sense of humour in this job.
Pretty sure a monkey ate Dan's
during our zoo segment.
See? That is the spirit, man.
I'm grabbing coffees, okay?
Back in 20,
keep up the good work.
Hi, have a wonderful day.
Huh, there's a bulb out.
Well, that's one way
to end up on the news.
I still got it. Hi, Audrey.
Jason. Too bad you couldn't
make a catch like that
for the Tigers playoffs.
Oh. Okay. Look at that,
she still has jokes.
Peace offering? For me?
Oh, no, they're for the crew,
but um... You know what?
- You can have mine.
- I was still joking.
Right. Uh, ha.
So what are you doing here?
Yeah, just heading back
to the station.
Uh, what are you doing here?
Helping my grandma
get this place ready to sell.
- You know any buyers?
- You're selling Wonderlanes?
- Mm-hmm.
- Why?
- Well, do you still bowl here?
- Well, I mean, no, I mean,
I really haven't actually
bowled since um...
- I think that's the point.
- Yeah.
Well, it was nice
running into you, Jason.
- Happy holidays and all that.
- Yeah.
Enough with the shoes.
I want you in
the tournament this year.
Pops, I'm happy
working the counter.
Because you like it?
Or because you
can hide behind it?
I know you think
that you can't do it.
But I know that you can.
Okay.
Audrey, you okay?
You don't have a job to get to?
Yeah, I mean, but you never
really answered my question
about selling the place.
- Still the reporter, I see.
- Actually, not anymore.
That's right. You're
"Jason Miller from Live 24."
That's not how I sound, is it?
Huh. Jason Miller...
Okay, uh, look, I get it.
I-I deserve a little heat
after the way I left.
You're giving yourself
way too much credit.
I just don't have time for...
this.
I've got a lot to do
to get this place
in holiday shape so
my grandma gets a great offer.
Oh. Hmm.
See? No time, because
my life is calling.
Hey, Becks. What's shaking?
Becks? That's new.
Not sure how I feel about that.
- Right, sorry.
How's it going over there?
Well, I heard there's
another buyer circling.
So I was wondering if we should
come in with a higher bid.
Could you send me
a video of the place
- so I know what we're bidding on?
- Yeah, you got it.
But I think you're going
to love it.
I mean, this place is a dream.
Sounds great. I'm excited,
I'll talk to you soon.
All right. Talk soon, Ri-ri.
Yea... okay. Buh-bye.
Becks.
See? A lot going on.
Yeah. Sure sounds like it.
Well, I should get back
to the station with these.
It was nice seeing you again,
Audrey.
Merry ho-ho, Jason.
What?
Hello?
- Natalie? Oh my gosh!
Oh, it's been too long.
Oh, I'm sorry. Work's been nuts.
I see that. Don't worry,
I follow your pop-up adventures.
It feels like
I'm always by your side.
Was that Jason
I just saw leaving?
- Unfortunately, yes.
- How did that go?
He's as oblivious as always.
Suggested I was
giving him heat earlier.
Were you?
I don't know. I mean, maybe.
I hate that I still get
all flustered around him.
Honey, he was
your high school sweetheart,
and he broke your heart
into a million pieces.
Right?
We were together three years,
and then he loses
the tournament and what?
His fragile ego can't take it,
so suddenly he has to get away?
He didn't just ruin my win,
he took away...
You know what?
You need a break. Come with me.
No, I can't.
I told my grandma I would
make this place sparkle.
- Your marching orders, right?
- And you will, right after
one of Bramasole Diner's
candy cane mochachinos.
- They're back?
- They're back.
Lord, help me.
All right, coffee time.
Here you go, and here you go.
- Where's your boss?
- Sulking.
The network wants us to do
a feel-good Christmas special,
but our resident Grinch
doesn't do festive.
What are they looking for?
Something local, inspirational.
I think I might have something
for you. All right, yeah.
I'll be back.
You're really
giving up on the pop-ups?
It was Beckett's idea.
He wants to settle somewhere,
build a fanbase,
- hone his recipes.
- What about you?
I mean,
it's the obvious next step.
Bones on the Beach
did great numbers as a pop-up.
Well, I can't say
I'm not jealous.
As much as I love a quick sale,
it would be nice to build
something of my own.
Natalie, you graduated
top of your class.
You can build whatever you want.
Which is why I have faith
you can find a buyer who'll keep
the dream alive at the alley.
- Lots of memories there.
- First jobs...
- First relationships.
- Terrible relationships.
What if you told him
how you really felt
after he left?
I'd rather do a week
of shoe-spray duty.
Mm. That was the worst.
- But, builds character.
- Sure does.
I want to decorate
exactly like my grandpa did.
But I also have
my own ideas too,
like, fill the teddy grabber
with stuffed snow men,
- or maybe reindeer, actually.
- I love it.
Do you have any other ideas
that I should be aware of?
Oh, uh...
Speaking of seasonal surprises.
- I knew I would find you here.
The uh...
The pull of the candy cane
is too strong, huh?
What can I say? Some habits
aren't so easy to part with.
You know Natalie.
- Hi, Jason.
- Hi, Natalie. Nice to see you.
Mm-hmm.
Right, well. The network.
They're looking for a feel-good
Christmas story, so I thought...
What about a story
on the bowling alley?
"Bringing back the jingle with
the Jingle Bowl Tournament."
Except I'm not bringing back
the Jingle Bowl.
Why not? It'll get people
excited, especially buyers.
- Right, Natalie?
- He's not wrong.
Whose side are you on, here?
Showcasing the place on air
will get you a ton of attention,
and increase the price.
She is the professional.
- The professional. Right.
What are you doing?
And that is my cue.
To suddenly remember
that I have...
real estate things to do!
He's still not wrong. Good luck.
Mm-hmm.
Come on, Audrey.
Remember what that place
felt like this time of year.
And not just the tournament,
but the ugly sweater bowl,
the holiday pajama party,
Santa rolling strikes
on lane three,
- I could cover it all.
- Don't you have enough to do
with your big-shot anchor job?
- You think I'm a big shot?
- Oh...
- Okay, look, look, look.
Please. Please.
Look, that place meant
a lot to you. To your family.
To all of us.
So if I can help honour that,
even help with the sale,
sharing it with those
who never experienced it
- could really be a...
- Look, I stayed back
a few extra days to help
spruce up the place,
not revive the tournament.
Because I actually
have another job
waiting for me
in South Carolina.
- With Becks.
- Goodbye, Jason.
- I'm going this way.
- Okay, yeah, yeah.
Your cousin Hadley's
coming to stay with us.
- Oh?
- Your uncle's working in Tokyo,
and, well, typical Hadley,
she did the math
on the time change, jet lag,
and decided it would
detract from her studies.
Still. I'm hoping
she'll help out a little.
Might even coax her
out of her shell.
Well, we could
definitely use the help.
Except I couldn't find the box
with the lights anywhere.
Oh well.
We'll make do with what we have.
Did I tell you I ran into Jason?
Yeah, he, uh, he wants to do
a feel-good Christmas story
on the alley.
Well, how do you
feel about that?
Well, if we do it,
I'll have to stay
through Christmas.
I meant Jason. How do you feel
about him doing the story?
Um... I'm not really
excited by that detail.
But it could help with the sale.
And it would be a good way
to honour Grandpa.
Does that mean
you're gonna stay?
I guess so.
- Oh, Audrey!
Oh, that's wonderful!
And, of course, you can do it.
You are your grandfather's
granddaughter.
Audrey?
- It's all yours.
You can do the story.
Really? I, I can do the story?
That's great. That's great.
Yeah, um, I promise you
we won't get in the way.
I hope not.
And put some feelers out
for some bowlers.
We're gonna need them.
The Jingle Bowl's back, huh?
It is. I'll spare you
the details.
- Ah. Spare me the details.
Well, um...
That's okay for now because
we'll have plenty of time
to strike up a conversation.
I know the timing's not great,
but it'll really help
sell the place.
And all the proceeds
go to junior bowling leagues.
Can't argue with
helping kids, right?
I'm not arguing with the cause.
I'm arguing with the clock.
This place is heading into
a bidding war.
And I may be a genius
with a whisk,
but you're the one
with the business degree.
And I'm not going anywhere.
Just call me
when the bids come in,
and I'll walk you through it.
- All right.
As long as this isn't cold feet.
- Did you say cold feet?
No. Of course not. I'm here.
I'm just not... there.
But I'm in.
Just, call me
when something changes.
- All right, partner.
- I'll talk to you soon.
First day on the job,
everything's gonna
be great, okay?
Help has arrived.
I thought you were just here
to report the tournament?
Well, I am.
And part of that story
is documenting how
you're getting this place
ready for the holidays.
And the tournament.
Speaking of which,
you'll never guess what I found.
The candy cane crusher?
- The one and only.
Look at this thing.
Dug it out of storage.
Still as shiny
as the day I got it.
Hmm. Makes sense.
It hasn't hit many pins.
There we go, the jokes commence.
Wow, this thing fits
like a glove.
I'll leave you to your lane.
All right.
Uh, Audrey?
It's uh... it's stuck.
- Sure it is.
- No, I'm serious.
Help, please? Please?
Having some serious finger
claustrophobia here.
Thank you.
- Yeah.
- Okay, just...
- I'm kind of panicking.
- Don't panic. Just stay still.
- On three.
- On three.
We'll pull. Okay. One...
Two, three!
Oh!
Whoa. Ah!
- Are you okay?
- Yeah, I'm okay, now.
- Mr. Miller?
Should I be filming this?
Sebastian, hey. Um...
Meet, Audrey. Audrey, yeah.
This is Sebastian, my cameraman.
- Nice to meet you, Sebastian.
And no, please don't film me.
I prefer to stay out of your way
as much as possible.
I should get back to decorating.
- Was that my...
- No. Nothing was your fault.
All right. Off to work.
Come here.
All right, okay.
Is it what I think it is?
Is it? Yes! Yes!
What we want to get done,
and there's also...
- Oh, hey, hey, grab that.
- Yeah.
- All right.
Two hands are better than one.
Spin it around.
There you go.
All right, I think we've done
enough for today.
The Bell family stockings?
That's right.
How long has it been since
you celebrated Christmas here?
We stopped after Pops passed.
He used to tell me
that Santa filled our stockings
at the alley because
even Santa loved to bowl.
Well, I'm sure Reid would've
given him a few tips.
That was Grandpa.
Always sharing his love
for the game.
This place really was
his home away from home.
Well, it was yours, too.
It's uh...
I mean, it's where we met.
Now why do you
have to go and ruin
a perfectly good memory?
- I'm sorry. I was a jerk.
- I don't want to get into it.
Okay. Okay, we don't have to.
Want to take five
and bowl one game with me?
- Not happening.
- Come on!
You can't be that rusty.
Why don't you take five
with Sebastian?
I could use the break.
- All right, all right.
I'll leave you be.
But you could be
having some fun, too.
Come on, Sebastian,
let's get back to the station,
review some footage.
See you, Sebastian.
- All right, you ready?
- Yeah.
Good stuff today.
If you don't mind
me saying, Mr. Miller,
you and Ms. Bell seem
to have some history.
Yeah. Well, good eye, but...
There's no love story
to film here.
Ms. Bell has her Becks.
It's all business.
Oof, uh, forgot my scarf.
Hang on.
Thanks so much, have a good one.
- Hang on, hang on, hang on.
Take a step back.
Look at your foot. It's pointed
right at the gutter.
And your shoulders.
My granddaughter stands tall.
People think that bowling
is just dumb luck
like it's some
kind of carnival game.
It's not?
- No, it's not.
Every movement matters.
You gotta choose your shot.
You have to believe
in the throw. Confident.
Don't focus on the pins.
Focus on the arrows.
Focus on what's in front of you.
You did it!
See, that's all you have to do.
That's it! Perfect.
Okay...
Be purposeful, Audrey.
She's still got it.
Welcome to Wonderlanes,
a local institution
where for years,
the holidays meant
a full transformation
into a Christmas wonderland
by its former owner Reid Bell.
Though, its sparkle has faded
since his passing.
This year, it's come back.
Led by his granddaughter
and former Jingle Bowl champion,
Audrey Bell.
She's bringing back
the Jingle Bowl Tournament,
with proceeds supporting
junior bowling leagues,
including Wonderlanes'
own Santa's Strikers.
So come and see the magic return
right here at Wonderlanes.
- How was that?
- That was great.
Except I'm not returning.
Oh, I know, it's television.
You know, the return of a legacy
actually sounds so much better.
- Um, I don't...
- Audrey!
We found the lights.
Hadley found them, actually.
She crawled into the attic.
- Hadley! How's college?
Still the math wiz?
Oh, top of her class.
Technically, I'm half a point
away from officially
being top of my class.
- Jason Miller.
- Mrs. Bell. Bells.
A little elf told me
that you were doing a story
on our Wonderlanes.
I'm trying to,
but Audrey's the star.
Thanks for finding the lights.
Ugh. Tangled. Every year.
Well, hey, you know,
if it helps,
- I can go get new ones?
- No, no.
Grandpa always insisted
on using the same lights.
Turned it into a little game.
- Well, that's one long game.
- Not if you have enough hands.
Grandma, are you finished
with your Christmas baking?
Of course.
Would you mind
grabbing me the mic?
Sure.
- Hadley, come with me.
- Okay.
- Let's get this.
- Yeah.
Here, hun.
Attention, bowlers!
Who wants to play
a little holiday game?
You might unknowingly
play it every year at home,
but here we call it,
"Great ball of lights."
First one to untangle
and plug in
a fully lit string of lights
wins a free game
and a batch
of Grandma's cookies.
Oh, yes!
If a bulb is out, you can find
a replacement here.
- Okay, here we go.
- All right, guys, come on.
Uh, here you go.
- Okay, here you are.
- There you go. And, here we go.
It's good for TV, right?
Well, if we're doing this
like the old days...
Then prepare to lose.
Everybody ready?
On your marks, get set... Go!
That's it. Work those bulbs.
Good job.
- No!
- Oh, come on!
There you go.
- Oh, I'm missing bulbs.
- Good one, good one.
Take it easy...
Good, good,
good, good! Oh!
Oh, changing bulbs, here,
changing bulbs.
- Ah! I'm done.
- Is that green?
- No, I'm done, I'm done!
- No, you're not!
Oh! Oh, oh!
Oh, no!
You're too fast for me!
We have a winner!
Yeah! Good stuff.
That was fun, wasn't it?
I miscalculated
the replacement bulb needs.
My money was on your technique.
Oh, thanks.
I remember when someone used
to make you blush like that.
Mm-hmm.
You know, the consolation prize
is pretty good, too.
Nobody beats Grandma's
cranberry grilled cheese.
- Here, come on.
- Mmm...
Look, I've got extra
cranberry. Come on.
- All right, twist my arm.
- Yeah.
So, uh, what's going on
down in South Carolina
with you and this Becks?
We're opening a restaurant.
Wow. That's a big commitment.
You know, it could get...
Complicated.
If things go south
with you and Becks.
Well, the pop-up
did huge numbers.
Plus, Beckett and I make
great business partners.
Business partners?
Of course. Why?
Huh? What?
Did you think he and I were...
Oh, no, no.
No, I didn't think anything,
what are you talking about?
- Come on.
- Really?
'Cause you're doing that thing
you do with your hair again.
Oh, I'm...
And now you've got
cranberry in it.
Help me, please?
Thank you.
You haven't changed a bit.
Well, uh...
I should probably
go get cleaned up for the news.
Yeah? "This is Jason Miller."
- Oh!
- "Live."
- I so do not sound like that.
Come on.
Sure, you don't.
By the way, the lights game?
That was a great idea.
Your grandfather
would've loved it.
Merry Christmas.
- Merry Christmas, Mom.
- Oh, thank you!
- For you.
- This is for you.
And this is for you. Thanks.
Hey, look at this! It's me.
Now when you spend all
your time at the bowling alley,
we'll see
your smiling face at home.
Let's see what Santa's
little elf brought you.
Grandpa, it's beautiful.
Not as beautiful
as the young woman
that it's for.
Now, who wants to bowl
for the last piece
of Christmas cake?
Done.
And that's the news for tonight.
Thanks for sharing
your time with us.
And if you're craving more,
you can follow me
at JasonMillerLive24.
We good?
Hey, guys, can I put you down
for the Wonderlanes Jingle Bowl?
It's for a great cause.
- You know I'll be there.
- Woo! Of course you will.
Let's go up by another 10,000.
Hopefully, that puts us
over the top.
Okay, keep me posted.
You sure that tree
looks straight?
- Oh, it's fine.
Hadley even got the level out.
Apparently, your cousin
is not the only one
- with an eye for details.
- Where is Hadley?
- Already at the alley.
Said she wanted some time
to get comfortable
behind the shoe counter.
It's a rite of passage.
Speaking of...
Who's representing Wonderlanes
at the tournament this year?
There was always someone.
Even your father
did it one year.
That's how I got my nickname,
Old Gutterball.
- Well, it won't be me.
- Aw, why not?
Because I already had
my moment of glory.
I'd rather just
leave it at that.
Hmm.
I should go, I'm getting
a tree for the alley today.
Oh, and before I forget,
Natalie's coming by tonight
to revive our Christmas
movie night.
So, no pressure, but if there's
any Christmas cookies
- or popcorn...
- Okay, I got it.
- You're the best.
Love you both.
Love you, kiddo.
- They grow up.
But then they don't.
Hadley!
You've never bowled here before?
- No.
- Okay, we're fixing that.
Nine pounds.
It's a great place to start.
- Okay.
- Okay, so when you roll,
you want to do
one smooth motion.
Don't force it.
And, don't look at the pins,
keep your eyes on the arrows.
You sure this
is your first time?
Well, it's mostly physics.
Without any wind
or outside variables,
it's fairly easy to calculate.
The angle and release speed
do most of the work.
I imagine that a curved approach
would hit the pins
with more force,
but, I don't have
the proper form yet.
You will. Okay.
So, look at your left foot.
Right now,
it's pointed at the gutter.
- So stand tall.
- Mm-hmm?
It's a lot more
than just physics.
You have to take pride
in every shot.
Okay, so let's go again.
Strong and confident.
- Yeah! Let's go!
- Nice!
- We've got a natural, there.
- I'd say so.
I was just explaining
the physics.
I-I think it's so cool
how you understand that.
Maybe we take a break
from the lessons for now.
I have to go
get a Christmas tree.
- Oh, perfect timing.
Yeah, um...
Sebastian, why don't you grab
some B-roll while I'm gone?
- Oh, yeah, yeah, for sure.
Uh...
You're coming with me?
Gotta give love room to bloom.
You looked pretty comfortable
back there with Hadley.
Well, she's a natural.
It reminded me of
your grandfather coaching you.
You were never there for that.
It was always just me
and Pops when we practised.
Well, that's the thing.
You didn't know
I was watching you.
Probably for the best, 'cause
I would've made you nervous.
You wish.
Oh, look at this one. Huh?
It's tall and... fat.
Hmm. Smells nice, too.
Well, unless we're gonna push
it over, I think we need a saw.
- Yeah, copy.
I'll go back and get one.
Should've left breadcrumbs.
Don't worry, Hansel,
you'll find me.
Got it, Gretel.
- Hey, Beckett.
What do you think of this tree?
Wow. It's... it's big.
Hard to have Christmas
without one.
- You seem excited.
Something you're not telling me?
Oh...
- That's Jason.
- "Jason!"
- She says with a smile.
- No, no, no.
It's not like that.
He's just an old friend
who's helping me with the sale.
Well, that's great.
'Cause the realtor said
our last bid's still floating.
So hopefully, we'll be neck deep
in turkey legs and chicken wings
as the sales add up.
Yeah. Yeah, of course.
I sent you a spreadsheet
detailing the overhead.
- Yeah, it uh...
it read like Latin.
I'll go over it with you later.
I should cut down this tree.
So, keep me posted?
You've got it, partner.
- Ho ho ho!
Someone wish for a saw?
That's the saw?
Yeah,
it's the only one they had.
Should work.
Yeah, eventually.
All right.
That wasn't so bad, huh?
Admit it, you had fun?
Yeah, sure.
Okay, so...
You're all good?
Nothing's bothering you?
What would be bothering me?
We found our tree.
People are signing up
for the tournament.
Natalie's got some nibbles.
Everything's working out.
And you're still fine
with selling the alley?
Of course.
Besides,
it's Grandma's decision.
Maybe, but I'm pretty sure
Reid would've been thrilled
with the idea of you running it.
- Huh.
Well, that's not gonna happen.
- Right.
'Cause of Bones on the Beach.
It actually has
a pretty good ring to it.
Silent partner, right?
Yes. He's the chef,
and I handle
the business side of things.
We make a perfect team.
It kind of reminds me
of my dad and I.
He was the one who coached
and I was always
the eager player.
Until all the dropped catches
are in the ninth inning,
and then all the missed hockey
goals are in the playoffs,
they all just...
piled up until I realized
it was not what I was meant for.
My dad's the reason I left.
I didn't want
to disappoint him again.
You know, I never should've
ghosted you like I did
after the tournament,
I was just too immature
to explain why
I needed to get away.
I could've handled it
a lot better.
It's fine.
You don't have to explain.
I do, Audrey, because,
maybe if I'd explained it then,
maybe you'd have stayed.
I'm sorry.
Well, did you figure it all out?
When you left?
I hope so.
Then it was worth it.
We should get this tree
back to the alley.
Yeah.
Alright, emails...
sent.
Prospective buyers
are officially invited
to experience
Wonderlane's holiday magic.
Now, what should we watch?
Audrey?
Sorry, what?
Okay, what's going on?
Jason apologized.
Well!
That only took...
How many years?
He said he didn't know how to
explain why he needed to leave.
How do you feel?
A little sad, I think.
For what might have been?
I just realized how much
I let the whole thing derail me.
You know how I got over my
crush on Pete Vanstone?
No, how?
The Holiday PJ Bowl!
Because how on earth
can you be bummed out
when you're in candy
cane pajamas,
bowling shoes,
and sipping on hot chocolate?
Like we are right now.
You know, you're right!
Let's bring it back.
For real?
'Cause I am down any time
I can wear PJs.
Then let's do it!
I think I'm gonna
need some new pajamas!
It's been years since
Wonderlanes has hosted
a holiday pajama party,
and tonight, I mean,
the place is buzzing again.
I can literally smell
the hot chocolate
waft into the lanes.
While over here...
Over here...
Visitors can decorate
the Christmas tree
with ready-made ornaments,
or they can make their own,
but there's a catch.
There is!
Every year, my grandfather
got a tree just like this one.
He'd decorate it head to toe,
but every ornament
had to be connected
to bowling somehow.
Even something as simple as...
This.
Instant bowling balls.
Now that's a tradition
worth holding on to.
Join me?
Of course.
Yoo-hoo!
Audrey Bell, get on over here!
And you too, Hadley!
Now, let's see that
Bell family pajama!
- Alright!
- Come on, Henry!
Here we are!
- Oh, nice one!
- Ooh!
We're not really
the Rockettes, no.
You throw
a pretty good party, kid.
Your grandpa would be proud.
Thanks, Dad.
Everyone's in the car waiting,
you ready to go?
Uh...
You know what? Why don't you go
ahead and I'll meet you at home.
Alright. But, uh...
You know where to find me
if you need any help
untangling any knots.
I'll take that.
Thanks.
Hey, why don't you
call it a night?
- I'll grab the rest.
- Okay. Cool.
- Good work today.
- Thank you.
Gonna be a great story.
All because of you.
Thanks.
I did have a little
bit of help, though.
Can't take all the credit.
Oh, wow, are you saying...
That I contributed
to the success
of your wonderful event?
- Mmm, don't get used to it.
- Never.
But I'll take every one I can!
Fine.
So, earn it.
Are we...?
Oh!
- So we're gonna just...
- Just bowl.
Okay, cool, um...
What are we playing for?
Loser has to oil the lanes?
Deal.
- Thank you, thank you.
- Good stuff!
Ah, bit hot.
Ooh!
Yeah, on the count.
It's always been on the count!
Three, two, one, go.
Not three, two, one.
Three, two, one, go, ready?
- Okay, okay.
- Three... Two...
One...
Go.
- Going for the gutter!
- Don't-don't do it!
Don't do it, don't do it!
Audrey, Audrey hit the gutter,
ooh, you hit the gutter,
and I... follow.
So who do you think
makes the first move?
Sebastian or Hadley?
Hmm.
I don't really know Sebastian...
Mm-hmm.
But I think Hadley's a little
too shy at the moment.
Be careful,
she might break a few hearts.
- Aw, sorry.
Sorry.
So tell me...
What exactly did you
figure out after you left?
That I was...
Better at telling
other people's stories
then chasing my own.
Everywhere I went on my travels,
people would tell me
about their own journeys.
About where they came from,
or what they lost,
what they were trying to build.
And so I, uh...
I started recording them.
And posting them online, and...
Eventually a network noticed
and I landed my first assignment
covering a puppy party.
Well, I'm sure
your dad's proud now.
Yeah, he is.
Apparently, anchor
counts as a real job.
Right.
Just so you have
the human story straight...
You didn't just break my heart.
You made me question...
Everything.
Audrey.
I should go close up.
- Good night, Mom.
- Aw, good night, sweetie.
- Have a good sleep.
- Thank you, you too.
- Thanks so much.
Thanks.
Hope to see you
at the tournament!
- Your form's really coming along!
- Thanks.
I wouldn't have been able
to make those adjustments
without your help.
Well, if you ask me,
you've got what it takes
to represent Wonderlanes
at the tournament.
Really?
I-I don't think so.
Plus, I have to work
the counter at the event.
Hadley! Work the counter?
I did exactly
what you're trying to do.
I hid behind that counter.
Until Pop's belief in me
grew my confidence.
And I believe in you
the same way he believed in me.
Okay.
I'll do it.
- Yeah?
- Yeah.
Woo!
Someone order a karaoke machine?
That'd be me!
It's for the Carol Karaoke Bowl.
Really? I don't remember
Reid ever doing one of those.
- He didn't.
I came up with it.
I like it.
Putting your stamp
on the holidays.
- Alright, where'd you want it?
- Just over there.
Thank you.
By the way, Hadley's
entering the tournament.
Nice work.
Now I just need more
people to sign up.
Huh.
Well, that's easy.
Come on air tonight.
With me, yeah, you can
promote the tournament.
- Live TV?
- Yeah!
No! I can't do that.
Audrey, you bowled
in front of opposing fans.
That's not the same thing!
I don't have to talk
to hundreds of people!
Hundreds of people?
Hey, my ratings are in
the several thousand...
- Oh, okay, I'm sorry.
Several thousand people!
Yeah, but the numbers
are the point!
It's for a good cause.
Besides, I know exactly how to
keep you from getting nervous.
You do?
Just wait and see.
This was your idea
to calm me down?
- My ugly Christmas bowl sweater?
- Oh yeah.
Because I'll be
wearing mine, too!
How and why do you
even still have these?
You never know when
the occasion may arise.
And here we are.
Because if we're wearing these,
you won't take it so seriously,
and you'll still get
your message across.
- Uh...
- Trust me, okay?
They'll come find you in ten.
Ten? Jason? Jason!
This better work!
Hello?
There you are!
Sorry, I was just...
- They're ready for you on set.
- Great!
It's good to see you,
Tinsel Twin.
I'm gonna get you
mic'd up, okay?
Okay.
Just look at me.
I've got you, alright?
Okay.
Alright, and three...
Welcome back, as you can see,
during the break...
My next guest and I got
into some festive wear...
- Oh my gosh, there she is!
Oh, there's our girl.
- Oh, where's Hadley?
- She's holding down the fort.
Ah, okay.
Ms. Bell,
why don't you give us
a little background
on these sweaters?
Well, Mr. Miller,
you and I wore these
for the Wonderlanes
Ugly Christmas Sweater Bowl.
- I think we even won that year.
- Oh, we sure did.
- Thanks to me.
- True!
The Sweater Bowl was one
of many holiday events
that my grandfather hosted
at his bowling alley.
Yeah, and this year, you've
been keeping that spirit alive.
Even with Wonderlanes
being up for sale.
We sure have.
And I say we because
it really does take a village.
I've had the support
of my family, friends,
and the community,
who have all shown up
to join in on the fun.
Well, that's really great.
I believe there's one event
in particular that...
is very close to your heart.
Tell us about it.
That's the Wonderlanes
Jingle Bowl Tournament.
Which you happen to be
a former champion of.
I am, but this year
I'm excited to pass the torch
to the bowler who demonstrates
the skills needed to win.
Because like my
grandfather always said,
bowling's not just
a game of luck.
And this town has a lot
of skill and a lot of heart,
so we're really hoping
everyone shows up to play.
Even Santa's been known
to make an appearance.
On lane three.
Plus, all the proceeds go
to junior bowling leagues.
Well, well, um,
that all sounds really special.
It is.
Which is why I hope
whoever buys Wonderlanes
keeps that spirit alive.
Amen to that.
Well, that's fantasti.
Thank you for tuning in.
And if you're craving more,
you can follow me
at Jason Miller Live 24.
Have a good evening.
And we're out.
You killed it.
I told you
the sweaters would help.
You did.
And-and you were right.
They-they helped.
A little, but honestly,
what really helped
was sneaking
into the editing room
and watching some
of your footage.
- Really?
- Mm-hmm.
Yeah, seeing the joy
on those kids' faces,
I knew I had to
get the message out.
And if the alley sells and
doesn't stay what it is...
Well, why would you
put that out there?
That'd be heartbreaking!
- Oh, wow.
Do you hear that?
What?
That is the sound of people
signing up for the tournament!
See? Your ratings gold!
Cheers.
- I can't! I finished.
It's bad luck.
Aw. I guess you're just gonna
have to watch me drink mine...
Nice and slow.
Mm!
No, that's not fair, come on!
Mm.
Seriously?
Hold up, you got something...
sprinkles in there.
- Oh no!
- It's okay, I got you!
Got it.
Thank you.
Oh, Audrey, Audrey.
You know, maybe
I'm wrong, but, uh...
I don't know,
everything you said tonight,
it just sounded to me like
someone who doesn't wanna sell.
Like someone who...
Wants to stay here.
Except that's not the plan.
But thank you for sharing
your news hour with me.
And your milkshake.
Well, of course.
I'll see you later.
Have a good night.
- Hey, Nat.
- Hey!
Everything you're
doing is working.
We've got a serious buyer.
They toured the alley,
saw the magic that you created,
and after tonight's TV segment,
they're putting in an offer.
Isn't that amazing?
Yeah!
Yeah, that's great.
Um...
Thanks for the update.
- I'll talk to you later.
- Okay, bye.
God rest ye merry gentlemen
Let nothing you dismay
Remember that our savior
Was born on Christmas Day...
At least he sings
better than he bowls.
They're offering
well over asking.
Plus they've agreed to keep
the place as a bowling alley.
They might change
the cafe to a sushi bar?
Either way, I really think
you should consider the offer!
Audrey?
- Hmm?
- What do you think?
- Sushi wouldn't be so bad.
Right?
I don't know.
I saw three ships
come sailing in
On Christmas Day
on Christmas Day
I saw three ships
come sailing in
On Christmas Day
in the morning
Beckett...
And all the souls
on earth shall sing
On Christmas Day
on Christmas Day
And all the souls
on earth shall sing
On Christmas Day
in the morning
Get up here, partner!
- Oh, you've got it, Becks!
Take it away!
On Christmas Day
In the morning
- That's the famous Becks.
He's definitely not shy.
- No.
- Surprise!
I would've called,
but I figured you might send me
another hard-to-gauge emoji.
- Jason, this is Beckett.
Beckett, Jason.
- The news guy!
It's good to meet you.
You too. I've heard a lot
about the restaurant.
- Good!
That means she's excited.
Hey, this place is incredible.
And we'll talk more,
but first things first,
I need to try that cranberry
grilled cheese on the menu.
- Yes.
- I'll be back.
- Okay.
- You won't be disappointed.
Well, I hope his cooking's
as good as his voice.
It's better.
That bodes well
for Bones on the Beach.
Right?
Yep.
You know...
You and I kind of
brought the house down
that one year with our duet.
Oh, yeah.
And, uh, seeing how long it
took me to get you on that mic,
it feels like it
deserves an encore.
- Oh, no, no.
Jason, no! I-no...
You're already up there.
Alright, Wonderlaners,
are we having a good
time tonight or what?
No, no, no, I can't-I can't
hear you, come on!
Alright! Let's bring up
the woman who made
all this holiday fun happen!
Audrey Bell!
Yeah, Audrey!
Audrey Dorothy Bell,
the stage is calling you.
Oh Christmas Tree
oh Christmas Tree
Thy leaves are so unchanging
Come on.
Oh Christmas Tree
oh Christmas Tree
Thy leaves are so unchanging
Not only green
when summer's here
But also when
it's cold and drear
Oh Christmas Tree
oh Christmas Tree
Such pleasure do you
bring me...
...Christmas Tree
Oh Christmas Tree
You'll ever be
unchanging
Bravo!
Yeah!
Give it up for
Audrey Bell, everybody!
And Jason Miller!
Thanks so much for coming!
See ya.
So.
You and the news man, huh?
Oh, no, we're not...
Well, we were, but not...
No, it doesn't look
so past tense to me.
And your friend, Natalie?
Real spitfire that one.
And she told me about the offer.
That's great news, right?
It's what you were hoping
would come of all this.
Yeah. Yeah. Of course.
Well, I got some ideas
percolating for the beach grill,
so, uh, wanna regroup tomorrow?
Sounds good.
- Alright, tomorrow it is.
It's in the books, partner.
Great!
What are you doing?
Did I scare you?
- Uh...
A little bit.
- A little bit?
- A little bit.
You know I...
I have to thank you.
For what?
For letting me cover the story.
The network loves the footage.
Especially the live
interview we did.
- Really?
- Oh yeah.
I thought those sweaters
would've tanked your ratings.
You know, I actually
thought I'd get fired.
It turns out it's the opposite.
They offered me a promotion.
What?
Jason, that's great news!
Congratulations!
So, what's above anchorman?
Local late night, or...?
Uh, no, no, no, it's still
good old anchoring, but...
It's in the city.
Across state.
Oh!
Wow!
So deserved.
Yeah, well, I hope
when the story airs,
it helps you, too, with...
the sale.
If that's still the plan.
Yeah! Of course.
We actually just got a great
offer after the broadcast, so...
Who knows, it might turn
into a big bidding war.
Wow, that's...
That's great.
I should get back inside
and help close up, but...
That's really great.
I'm excited for you.
Hey, Grandma.
Hi, darling.
You and Jason
sounded lovely together.
Oh, thank you.
Tell me how you really feel.
About the alley selling.
It's complicated.
I loved that place.
Still love it.
But...
After Jason left
and Grandpa died,
everything that made that
place feel like home just...
disappeared.
So then I left, and...
now I'm on this new path, and...
I don't know if
it's the right one.
Hmm.
Well, it sounds to me like
you've got a decision to make.
Hmm.
And that's why I think it's time
for this.
And remember, hard memories
don't mean
you can't make new ones.
Dear Audrey,
I told your grandmother
if I wasn't around,
she should give this to you
when questions
about the alley come up.
I know Wonderlanes is my baby,
not anyone else's.
And I'd never want it
to be a burden.
I just want you to know
why it meant so much to me.
Wonderlanes put
a sparkle in your eye
the very first day
you walked through those doors.
It brought something out in you
I hadn't seen before.
It turned my shy
little granddaughter
into someone who could
set 'em up and knock 'em down.
So I'm writing this before
you walk away from it forever.
Because if anyone could
carry it forward, it's you.
Love you forever. Grandpa.
- Smells good!
- Thanks.
I'm trying out
my Christmas barbecue in a bowl.
- Nice ring to it, right?
- Yeah.
Here. Try this.
Barbecue sauce, cranberry jelly.
- Mm-hmm?
- Mm!
That's pretty good!
Pretty good?
I'm still partial
to my grandma's.
- Ah. Family loyalty.
That's fair.
Beckett, it isn't just
my grandma's cranberry sauce.
It's everything
about this place.
I really thought the restaurant
would fill what was missing
and maybe it would've.
A little, but here...
I'm not just running numbers.
Well, you're not
just numbers to me.
Here, I get to build something.
A place where people
meet for the first time.
Where families come
together every year.
Where someone can sing off-key
and everyone still
cheers for them.
It's what my grandfather built
and it's what I want too.
Wow.
You know, that's...
That's beautiful.
And honest.
Even if it's hard to hear.
- I'm sorry.
- Don't be.
You know, I saw it in your eyes
when you were singing karaoke.
And not everyone
knows their path
from the moment
they read a recipe.
Thanks, Becks.
For understanding.
Always, partner.
I'm still not...
not loving the Becks, though.
- Really?
- No.
Not even Beck's Bones
on the Beach?
That's not bad.
- Right?
- Or like, Beck's Burgers.
There we go.
Or like, Beck's Barbecue
Boneless Baby-back Ribs.
- Wow.
- Or like, Beck's Beef Brisket.
Hey!
Or like Beck's Mac and Cheese
with Barbecue Sauce!
- And bacon!
- And bacon!
Come on!
What's... Come on, sweetheart.
What-what is the surprise
you wanna show us?
It's a surprise, honey,
you're not supposed to know.
Ta-da!
This is it!
Yeah, well, I thought it was
time we put up our stockings,
'cause we all know
Santa likes to bowl...
Plus, I think it's time we
brought back more than
just the tournament because
we're not selling Wonderlanes!
Yes!
You're-you're serious?
I am. I'm staying.
Oh, sweetie!
Oh.
There's my striker.
Oh my gosh, I am roasting
the turkey here this year.
Well, maybe I'll finish roasting
it in the cafe in the oven!
- One miracle at a time, dear.
- Oh, let's go see it.
Oh, honey!
Oh.
Oh, you're grandpa's
smiling down on you.
I can feel it.
- Shall we go check on the oven?
- Probably.
You're staying?
I'm staying.
I'm sorry about
your time on the sale.
Oh, who cares about the sale?
This is way better!
You running the alley.
It was meant to be.
Thank you.
But what happens now
with the restaurant?
I told him I'd do
everything I can to help
before he finds
the right partner.
Well, my schedule
just opened up, so...
Really?
I mean,
it's a sound business model.
Plus, you did say you wanted
to help build something.
Whoa, whoa, whoa,
I didn't say yes!
Right. Of course.
But I do love the beach.
And you never told me
Beckett was so cute.
Of course, I guess
you never noticed.
Given your moon eyes
fully on display last night.
Well, that doesn't
matter anymore.
- Audrey.
- He's leaving.
Yep.
He got a promotion.
And he's moving.
Again.
So I think it's time that
I accept the fact
that Jason and I
just aren't meant to be.
You can tell yourself that.
But he still looks at you
the way he always did.
And I've been watching.
So do you.
This has been Jason Miller.
Live...
This has been Jason Miller.
Bringing you all the news
live from KMPC.
Beck's Christmas
Barbecue in a Bowl.
Here you go, enjoy.
Enjoy!
Hey. Where's the anchorman?
I haven't seen him.
He texted me to start
getting coverage.
Maybe this is below
his paygrade now.
- I don't know, uh...
He'll be here, though.
I'm-I'm sorry, I...
I've gotta go.
He'll be here.
Audrey?
I'm not sure that I can do this.
When I get nervous, I freeze up.
I can't even remember my
angles or my technique, and...
Come with me.
I've got something
that might help you.
Pops gave me this
to wear as a reminder
that I can do
more than I thought.
Now I want you to have it.
In case you forget
what you're capable of.
You're ready, Hadley.
More than you know.
Thanks.
Merry Christmas, everyone!
And welcome to the Wonderlanes
Jingle Bowl tournament.
Each bowler gets three games.
Highest total score
takes home the trophy
and some local TV glory.
This tournament started
over 20 years ago
by my grandfather, Reid Bell.
His love for this place shined
brightest during the holidays,
when it brought people together,
and because of that,
the Jingle Bowl became
a Wonderlanes tradition
until he passed.
And tonight,
we're bringing it back.
So, in his honour,
I ask only one thing.
Love each other.
Yes, even your competitors,
because let's not forget,
it's Christmas!
Bowl hard!
- Ho ho ho ho!
Merry Christmas, everyone!
Ho ho ho ho!
Ho ho ho ho!
Merry Christmas!
Whew!
Straight from the North Pole,
I have brought something
quite magical for you all.
The candy cane crusher!
Well, Santa?
Shall you kick off
the tournament
and show us what you've got?
Merry Christmas!
Let the tournament begin!
- Uh, good luck, Hadley.
I'm rooting for ya!
Isn't the news
supposed to be impartial?
- Not in stories like these.
- Oh.
Hey.
That was quite the first roll
with the old candy cane crusher.
Thanks, but, uh...
Looks like Hadley's the one
who's really crushing it.
Woo!
I'm glad you stayed
for the story.
- Oh, yeah.
I was always going to.
Well, you didn't have to
on account of the sale.
Wonderlanes is off the market.
I'm staying.
Wow.
That...
That kind of makes
my decision even better.
I'm not taking the promotion.
Audrey, when you told me
leaving was worth it
if I figured out what I wanted,
that was kind of
you to say, but...
You were wrong.
I never should've hurt you.
No matter what.
You see, trying to
figure myself out,
I lost sight of
everything that mattered.
I thought moving up
meant moving forward.
But...
What I really love doing is...
Is this!
Telling real stories
about people who matter.
Like you.
I knew as soon as
I saw you on that ladder
that I'd never
stopped loving you.
And I don't expect you
to forgive me, but I...
Oh!
Don't look now.
Audrey's kissing Santa Claus.
- Come on.
Hadley's on her last frame.
One more and the kid's
got herself a double turkey.
A what?
It's when you bowl
six strikes in a row.
If she does that, she'll break
the Jingle Bowl record.
- Which was yours, right?
- Yeah.
Come on, Hadley!
Hadley! Hadley!
Hadley! Hadley! Hadley!
Oh!
Woo!
I guess that settles that.
She made the first move.
I knew she had it in her.
Guess we should be
celebrating too.
Oh!
You did it!
The holidays aren't the same
without you, Pops.
- Okay, last frame, Audrey.
You got this.
Yeah!
You did it! You won!
My granddaughter won!
Thank you, Pops.
Um, Audrey?
What's with all
the bowling ornaments?
I mean, I love the retro vibe.
Audrey never told you
about Wonderlanes?
Well, she practically
lived there as a kid.
Audrey was a Wonderlanes
Jingle Bowl champion.
- This sounds serious.
- It was serious.
The local news even covered it.
After her grandfather took her
under his wing, she won it all.
So you're kinda like a big deal?
I'm gonna go wake up dad
for dinner.
- So, tell me more.
- Oh, you should've seen her.
Let's see if the winner
of the Gravy Boat Competition
can help me perfect
the art of ladling.
All right.
- You ready for this?
- I'm ready.
- Best gravy in town.
- It looks like it.
Whoa! That sure is good.
Back to you, Jason.
Well, I hope Dan Daniels has
a good stain remover at home.
Hey, Striker. Dinner ready?
- Soup's on.
- Don't have to tell me twice.
You can follow e
at JasonMillerLocal20...
Now, what was the name
of that Thanksgiving pop-up
you two did last year?
- Cuppa Turkey.
- A whole Thanksgiving feast,
parfait style.
Ha, brilliant.
- That's all Beckett.
He's the culinary wiz,
I'm just the silent
business partner.
Who turns my wizardry
into a reality.
I mean, she's a master
of the pop-up event.
So much travelling, though.
Pop-ups work for me.
You get to leave before
anything gets too complicated.
I'm just glad that
you were able to stop in
on your way to the coast.
Not that I wasn't disappointed
that you weren't going to
be here for Christmas again.
Blame me, Mrs. Bell.
Oh, Beckett, you two have been
business partners
for far too long for
this "Mrs. Bell" nonsense.
Now, what's this
next pop-up all about?
Is there a Christmas theme?
Actually, Beckett
and I are looking
at a permanent location.
- In South Carolina?
- Why so far?
It's my menu. We're thinking
handheld barbecue treats.
We're gonna call it
"Bones on the Beach."
- No beaches around here.
- Exactly.
But we'll check if there are
any bowling alleys nearby,
now that I know Audrey's
a former champ.
It's not a big deal.
It was.
Before he passed,
her grandfather owned
and operated Wonderlanes.
Is it still open?
- Of course.
Grandma runs it now.
Okay, what's going on?
I'm selling the bowling alley.
I've just never
been able to run it
as wonderfully as he did.
It was his jewel,
and it's just never
shone as bright.
I hope you understand, dear.
Grandma, it's...
Your decision.
We're all making
our own decisions.
Now, who wants dessert?
Well, if you made it,
I want two.
I'll help you with that.
Oh, thank you.
Is Grandma sure about this?
Oh, it seems so.
She's already hired your friend,
Natalie, as her realtor.
She suggested listing
the alley over the holidays.
Said Christmas
might help boost offers.
'Cause it's always been
such a special place
this time of year.
Natalie knows what she's doing.
Yeah, still...
I know your grandma
could use some help.
The place hasn't had
that same sparkle lately.
And you were always the one
that helped Grandpa
- get it ready for Christmas...
- I can help.
Oh really? Oh, that'd
be wonderful, sweetie.
- I'll talk to Beckett.
- Thank you.
I know this wasn't the plan,
but, thanks for understanding.
Honestly, the leftovers helped.
Shouldn't be longer than a week.
I'll be right behind you.
Just keep me posted?
Always, partner.
- Drive safe.
- Thank you.
Hiya, Striker. Not tired?
- Not really.
- Hmm. Me neither.
Slept too long
watching the news.
You ever talk to him?
Our anchor.
Not since the night
he disappeared.
Never heard from him again
after that.
No explanation. Nothing.
Well...
He was a fool to do that to you.
But Audrey,
loose ends have a way
of tying themselves into knots
if you leave them too long.
Night, honey.
- Love you, Dad.
- Love you more.
- Good morning.
What do you got today?
Thank you.
Hey! Nice job
on the gravy segment yesterday.
- Thank, Mr. Miller.
- You know, I covered a few
of those stories
when I was a rookie reporter,
they were honestly, like,
some of my favourite days
on the job.
Nothing like getting
your hands on the gravy, huh?
I mean, tell that to Dan.
He almost lost it
when his shirt got dirty.
Yeah. You gotta have
a sense of humour in this job.
Pretty sure a monkey ate Dan's
during our zoo segment.
See? That is the spirit, man.
I'm grabbing coffees, okay?
Back in 20,
keep up the good work.
Hi, have a wonderful day.
Huh, there's a bulb out.
Well, that's one way
to end up on the news.
I still got it. Hi, Audrey.
Jason. Too bad you couldn't
make a catch like that
for the Tigers playoffs.
Oh. Okay. Look at that,
she still has jokes.
Peace offering? For me?
Oh, no, they're for the crew,
but um... You know what?
- You can have mine.
- I was still joking.
Right. Uh, ha.
So what are you doing here?
Yeah, just heading back
to the station.
Uh, what are you doing here?
Helping my grandma
get this place ready to sell.
- You know any buyers?
- You're selling Wonderlanes?
- Mm-hmm.
- Why?
- Well, do you still bowl here?
- Well, I mean, no, I mean,
I really haven't actually
bowled since um...
- I think that's the point.
- Yeah.
Well, it was nice
running into you, Jason.
- Happy holidays and all that.
- Yeah.
Enough with the shoes.
I want you in
the tournament this year.
Pops, I'm happy
working the counter.
Because you like it?
Or because you
can hide behind it?
I know you think
that you can't do it.
But I know that you can.
Okay.
Audrey, you okay?
You don't have a job to get to?
Yeah, I mean, but you never
really answered my question
about selling the place.
- Still the reporter, I see.
- Actually, not anymore.
That's right. You're
"Jason Miller from Live 24."
That's not how I sound, is it?
Huh. Jason Miller...
Okay, uh, look, I get it.
I-I deserve a little heat
after the way I left.
You're giving yourself
way too much credit.
I just don't have time for...
this.
I've got a lot to do
to get this place
in holiday shape so
my grandma gets a great offer.
Oh. Hmm.
See? No time, because
my life is calling.
Hey, Becks. What's shaking?
Becks? That's new.
Not sure how I feel about that.
- Right, sorry.
How's it going over there?
Well, I heard there's
another buyer circling.
So I was wondering if we should
come in with a higher bid.
Could you send me
a video of the place
- so I know what we're bidding on?
- Yeah, you got it.
But I think you're going
to love it.
I mean, this place is a dream.
Sounds great. I'm excited,
I'll talk to you soon.
All right. Talk soon, Ri-ri.
Yea... okay. Buh-bye.
Becks.
See? A lot going on.
Yeah. Sure sounds like it.
Well, I should get back
to the station with these.
It was nice seeing you again,
Audrey.
Merry ho-ho, Jason.
What?
Hello?
- Natalie? Oh my gosh!
Oh, it's been too long.
Oh, I'm sorry. Work's been nuts.
I see that. Don't worry,
I follow your pop-up adventures.
It feels like
I'm always by your side.
Was that Jason
I just saw leaving?
- Unfortunately, yes.
- How did that go?
He's as oblivious as always.
Suggested I was
giving him heat earlier.
Were you?
I don't know. I mean, maybe.
I hate that I still get
all flustered around him.
Honey, he was
your high school sweetheart,
and he broke your heart
into a million pieces.
Right?
We were together three years,
and then he loses
the tournament and what?
His fragile ego can't take it,
so suddenly he has to get away?
He didn't just ruin my win,
he took away...
You know what?
You need a break. Come with me.
No, I can't.
I told my grandma I would
make this place sparkle.
- Your marching orders, right?
- And you will, right after
one of Bramasole Diner's
candy cane mochachinos.
- They're back?
- They're back.
Lord, help me.
All right, coffee time.
Here you go, and here you go.
- Where's your boss?
- Sulking.
The network wants us to do
a feel-good Christmas special,
but our resident Grinch
doesn't do festive.
What are they looking for?
Something local, inspirational.
I think I might have something
for you. All right, yeah.
I'll be back.
You're really
giving up on the pop-ups?
It was Beckett's idea.
He wants to settle somewhere,
build a fanbase,
- hone his recipes.
- What about you?
I mean,
it's the obvious next step.
Bones on the Beach
did great numbers as a pop-up.
Well, I can't say
I'm not jealous.
As much as I love a quick sale,
it would be nice to build
something of my own.
Natalie, you graduated
top of your class.
You can build whatever you want.
Which is why I have faith
you can find a buyer who'll keep
the dream alive at the alley.
- Lots of memories there.
- First jobs...
- First relationships.
- Terrible relationships.
What if you told him
how you really felt
after he left?
I'd rather do a week
of shoe-spray duty.
Mm. That was the worst.
- But, builds character.
- Sure does.
I want to decorate
exactly like my grandpa did.
But I also have
my own ideas too,
like, fill the teddy grabber
with stuffed snow men,
- or maybe reindeer, actually.
- I love it.
Do you have any other ideas
that I should be aware of?
Oh, uh...
Speaking of seasonal surprises.
- I knew I would find you here.
The uh...
The pull of the candy cane
is too strong, huh?
What can I say? Some habits
aren't so easy to part with.
You know Natalie.
- Hi, Jason.
- Hi, Natalie. Nice to see you.
Mm-hmm.
Right, well. The network.
They're looking for a feel-good
Christmas story, so I thought...
What about a story
on the bowling alley?
"Bringing back the jingle with
the Jingle Bowl Tournament."
Except I'm not bringing back
the Jingle Bowl.
Why not? It'll get people
excited, especially buyers.
- Right, Natalie?
- He's not wrong.
Whose side are you on, here?
Showcasing the place on air
will get you a ton of attention,
and increase the price.
She is the professional.
- The professional. Right.
What are you doing?
And that is my cue.
To suddenly remember
that I have...
real estate things to do!
He's still not wrong. Good luck.
Mm-hmm.
Come on, Audrey.
Remember what that place
felt like this time of year.
And not just the tournament,
but the ugly sweater bowl,
the holiday pajama party,
Santa rolling strikes
on lane three,
- I could cover it all.
- Don't you have enough to do
with your big-shot anchor job?
- You think I'm a big shot?
- Oh...
- Okay, look, look, look.
Please. Please.
Look, that place meant
a lot to you. To your family.
To all of us.
So if I can help honour that,
even help with the sale,
sharing it with those
who never experienced it
- could really be a...
- Look, I stayed back
a few extra days to help
spruce up the place,
not revive the tournament.
Because I actually
have another job
waiting for me
in South Carolina.
- With Becks.
- Goodbye, Jason.
- I'm going this way.
- Okay, yeah, yeah.
Your cousin Hadley's
coming to stay with us.
- Oh?
- Your uncle's working in Tokyo,
and, well, typical Hadley,
she did the math
on the time change, jet lag,
and decided it would
detract from her studies.
Still. I'm hoping
she'll help out a little.
Might even coax her
out of her shell.
Well, we could
definitely use the help.
Except I couldn't find the box
with the lights anywhere.
Oh well.
We'll make do with what we have.
Did I tell you I ran into Jason?
Yeah, he, uh, he wants to do
a feel-good Christmas story
on the alley.
Well, how do you
feel about that?
Well, if we do it,
I'll have to stay
through Christmas.
I meant Jason. How do you feel
about him doing the story?
Um... I'm not really
excited by that detail.
But it could help with the sale.
And it would be a good way
to honour Grandpa.
Does that mean
you're gonna stay?
I guess so.
- Oh, Audrey!
Oh, that's wonderful!
And, of course, you can do it.
You are your grandfather's
granddaughter.
Audrey?
- It's all yours.
You can do the story.
Really? I, I can do the story?
That's great. That's great.
Yeah, um, I promise you
we won't get in the way.
I hope not.
And put some feelers out
for some bowlers.
We're gonna need them.
The Jingle Bowl's back, huh?
It is. I'll spare you
the details.
- Ah. Spare me the details.
Well, um...
That's okay for now because
we'll have plenty of time
to strike up a conversation.
I know the timing's not great,
but it'll really help
sell the place.
And all the proceeds
go to junior bowling leagues.
Can't argue with
helping kids, right?
I'm not arguing with the cause.
I'm arguing with the clock.
This place is heading into
a bidding war.
And I may be a genius
with a whisk,
but you're the one
with the business degree.
And I'm not going anywhere.
Just call me
when the bids come in,
and I'll walk you through it.
- All right.
As long as this isn't cold feet.
- Did you say cold feet?
No. Of course not. I'm here.
I'm just not... there.
But I'm in.
Just, call me
when something changes.
- All right, partner.
- I'll talk to you soon.
First day on the job,
everything's gonna
be great, okay?
Help has arrived.
I thought you were just here
to report the tournament?
Well, I am.
And part of that story
is documenting how
you're getting this place
ready for the holidays.
And the tournament.
Speaking of which,
you'll never guess what I found.
The candy cane crusher?
- The one and only.
Look at this thing.
Dug it out of storage.
Still as shiny
as the day I got it.
Hmm. Makes sense.
It hasn't hit many pins.
There we go, the jokes commence.
Wow, this thing fits
like a glove.
I'll leave you to your lane.
All right.
Uh, Audrey?
It's uh... it's stuck.
- Sure it is.
- No, I'm serious.
Help, please? Please?
Having some serious finger
claustrophobia here.
Thank you.
- Yeah.
- Okay, just...
- I'm kind of panicking.
- Don't panic. Just stay still.
- On three.
- On three.
We'll pull. Okay. One...
Two, three!
Oh!
Whoa. Ah!
- Are you okay?
- Yeah, I'm okay, now.
- Mr. Miller?
Should I be filming this?
Sebastian, hey. Um...
Meet, Audrey. Audrey, yeah.
This is Sebastian, my cameraman.
- Nice to meet you, Sebastian.
And no, please don't film me.
I prefer to stay out of your way
as much as possible.
I should get back to decorating.
- Was that my...
- No. Nothing was your fault.
All right. Off to work.
Come here.
All right, okay.
Is it what I think it is?
Is it? Yes! Yes!
What we want to get done,
and there's also...
- Oh, hey, hey, grab that.
- Yeah.
- All right.
Two hands are better than one.
Spin it around.
There you go.
All right, I think we've done
enough for today.
The Bell family stockings?
That's right.
How long has it been since
you celebrated Christmas here?
We stopped after Pops passed.
He used to tell me
that Santa filled our stockings
at the alley because
even Santa loved to bowl.
Well, I'm sure Reid would've
given him a few tips.
That was Grandpa.
Always sharing his love
for the game.
This place really was
his home away from home.
Well, it was yours, too.
It's uh...
I mean, it's where we met.
Now why do you
have to go and ruin
a perfectly good memory?
- I'm sorry. I was a jerk.
- I don't want to get into it.
Okay. Okay, we don't have to.
Want to take five
and bowl one game with me?
- Not happening.
- Come on!
You can't be that rusty.
Why don't you take five
with Sebastian?
I could use the break.
- All right, all right.
I'll leave you be.
But you could be
having some fun, too.
Come on, Sebastian,
let's get back to the station,
review some footage.
See you, Sebastian.
- All right, you ready?
- Yeah.
Good stuff today.
If you don't mind
me saying, Mr. Miller,
you and Ms. Bell seem
to have some history.
Yeah. Well, good eye, but...
There's no love story
to film here.
Ms. Bell has her Becks.
It's all business.
Oof, uh, forgot my scarf.
Hang on.
Thanks so much, have a good one.
- Hang on, hang on, hang on.
Take a step back.
Look at your foot. It's pointed
right at the gutter.
And your shoulders.
My granddaughter stands tall.
People think that bowling
is just dumb luck
like it's some
kind of carnival game.
It's not?
- No, it's not.
Every movement matters.
You gotta choose your shot.
You have to believe
in the throw. Confident.
Don't focus on the pins.
Focus on the arrows.
Focus on what's in front of you.
You did it!
See, that's all you have to do.
That's it! Perfect.
Okay...
Be purposeful, Audrey.
She's still got it.
Welcome to Wonderlanes,
a local institution
where for years,
the holidays meant
a full transformation
into a Christmas wonderland
by its former owner Reid Bell.
Though, its sparkle has faded
since his passing.
This year, it's come back.
Led by his granddaughter
and former Jingle Bowl champion,
Audrey Bell.
She's bringing back
the Jingle Bowl Tournament,
with proceeds supporting
junior bowling leagues,
including Wonderlanes'
own Santa's Strikers.
So come and see the magic return
right here at Wonderlanes.
- How was that?
- That was great.
Except I'm not returning.
Oh, I know, it's television.
You know, the return of a legacy
actually sounds so much better.
- Um, I don't...
- Audrey!
We found the lights.
Hadley found them, actually.
She crawled into the attic.
- Hadley! How's college?
Still the math wiz?
Oh, top of her class.
Technically, I'm half a point
away from officially
being top of my class.
- Jason Miller.
- Mrs. Bell. Bells.
A little elf told me
that you were doing a story
on our Wonderlanes.
I'm trying to,
but Audrey's the star.
Thanks for finding the lights.
Ugh. Tangled. Every year.
Well, hey, you know,
if it helps,
- I can go get new ones?
- No, no.
Grandpa always insisted
on using the same lights.
Turned it into a little game.
- Well, that's one long game.
- Not if you have enough hands.
Grandma, are you finished
with your Christmas baking?
Of course.
Would you mind
grabbing me the mic?
Sure.
- Hadley, come with me.
- Okay.
- Let's get this.
- Yeah.
Here, hun.
Attention, bowlers!
Who wants to play
a little holiday game?
You might unknowingly
play it every year at home,
but here we call it,
"Great ball of lights."
First one to untangle
and plug in
a fully lit string of lights
wins a free game
and a batch
of Grandma's cookies.
Oh, yes!
If a bulb is out, you can find
a replacement here.
- Okay, here we go.
- All right, guys, come on.
Uh, here you go.
- Okay, here you are.
- There you go. And, here we go.
It's good for TV, right?
Well, if we're doing this
like the old days...
Then prepare to lose.
Everybody ready?
On your marks, get set... Go!
That's it. Work those bulbs.
Good job.
- No!
- Oh, come on!
There you go.
- Oh, I'm missing bulbs.
- Good one, good one.
Take it easy...
Good, good,
good, good! Oh!
Oh, changing bulbs, here,
changing bulbs.
- Ah! I'm done.
- Is that green?
- No, I'm done, I'm done!
- No, you're not!
Oh! Oh, oh!
Oh, no!
You're too fast for me!
We have a winner!
Yeah! Good stuff.
That was fun, wasn't it?
I miscalculated
the replacement bulb needs.
My money was on your technique.
Oh, thanks.
I remember when someone used
to make you blush like that.
Mm-hmm.
You know, the consolation prize
is pretty good, too.
Nobody beats Grandma's
cranberry grilled cheese.
- Here, come on.
- Mmm...
Look, I've got extra
cranberry. Come on.
- All right, twist my arm.
- Yeah.
So, uh, what's going on
down in South Carolina
with you and this Becks?
We're opening a restaurant.
Wow. That's a big commitment.
You know, it could get...
Complicated.
If things go south
with you and Becks.
Well, the pop-up
did huge numbers.
Plus, Beckett and I make
great business partners.
Business partners?
Of course. Why?
Huh? What?
Did you think he and I were...
Oh, no, no.
No, I didn't think anything,
what are you talking about?
- Come on.
- Really?
'Cause you're doing that thing
you do with your hair again.
Oh, I'm...
And now you've got
cranberry in it.
Help me, please?
Thank you.
You haven't changed a bit.
Well, uh...
I should probably
go get cleaned up for the news.
Yeah? "This is Jason Miller."
- Oh!
- "Live."
- I so do not sound like that.
Come on.
Sure, you don't.
By the way, the lights game?
That was a great idea.
Your grandfather
would've loved it.
Merry Christmas.
- Merry Christmas, Mom.
- Oh, thank you!
- For you.
- This is for you.
And this is for you. Thanks.
Hey, look at this! It's me.
Now when you spend all
your time at the bowling alley,
we'll see
your smiling face at home.
Let's see what Santa's
little elf brought you.
Grandpa, it's beautiful.
Not as beautiful
as the young woman
that it's for.
Now, who wants to bowl
for the last piece
of Christmas cake?
Done.
And that's the news for tonight.
Thanks for sharing
your time with us.
And if you're craving more,
you can follow me
at JasonMillerLive24.
We good?
Hey, guys, can I put you down
for the Wonderlanes Jingle Bowl?
It's for a great cause.
- You know I'll be there.
- Woo! Of course you will.
Let's go up by another 10,000.
Hopefully, that puts us
over the top.
Okay, keep me posted.
You sure that tree
looks straight?
- Oh, it's fine.
Hadley even got the level out.
Apparently, your cousin
is not the only one
- with an eye for details.
- Where is Hadley?
- Already at the alley.
Said she wanted some time
to get comfortable
behind the shoe counter.
It's a rite of passage.
Speaking of...
Who's representing Wonderlanes
at the tournament this year?
There was always someone.
Even your father
did it one year.
That's how I got my nickname,
Old Gutterball.
- Well, it won't be me.
- Aw, why not?
Because I already had
my moment of glory.
I'd rather just
leave it at that.
Hmm.
I should go, I'm getting
a tree for the alley today.
Oh, and before I forget,
Natalie's coming by tonight
to revive our Christmas
movie night.
So, no pressure, but if there's
any Christmas cookies
- or popcorn...
- Okay, I got it.
- You're the best.
Love you both.
Love you, kiddo.
- They grow up.
But then they don't.
Hadley!
You've never bowled here before?
- No.
- Okay, we're fixing that.
Nine pounds.
It's a great place to start.
- Okay.
- Okay, so when you roll,
you want to do
one smooth motion.
Don't force it.
And, don't look at the pins,
keep your eyes on the arrows.
You sure this
is your first time?
Well, it's mostly physics.
Without any wind
or outside variables,
it's fairly easy to calculate.
The angle and release speed
do most of the work.
I imagine that a curved approach
would hit the pins
with more force,
but, I don't have
the proper form yet.
You will. Okay.
So, look at your left foot.
Right now,
it's pointed at the gutter.
- So stand tall.
- Mm-hmm?
It's a lot more
than just physics.
You have to take pride
in every shot.
Okay, so let's go again.
Strong and confident.
- Yeah! Let's go!
- Nice!
- We've got a natural, there.
- I'd say so.
I was just explaining
the physics.
I-I think it's so cool
how you understand that.
Maybe we take a break
from the lessons for now.
I have to go
get a Christmas tree.
- Oh, perfect timing.
Yeah, um...
Sebastian, why don't you grab
some B-roll while I'm gone?
- Oh, yeah, yeah, for sure.
Uh...
You're coming with me?
Gotta give love room to bloom.
You looked pretty comfortable
back there with Hadley.
Well, she's a natural.
It reminded me of
your grandfather coaching you.
You were never there for that.
It was always just me
and Pops when we practised.
Well, that's the thing.
You didn't know
I was watching you.
Probably for the best, 'cause
I would've made you nervous.
You wish.
Oh, look at this one. Huh?
It's tall and... fat.
Hmm. Smells nice, too.
Well, unless we're gonna push
it over, I think we need a saw.
- Yeah, copy.
I'll go back and get one.
Should've left breadcrumbs.
Don't worry, Hansel,
you'll find me.
Got it, Gretel.
- Hey, Beckett.
What do you think of this tree?
Wow. It's... it's big.
Hard to have Christmas
without one.
- You seem excited.
Something you're not telling me?
Oh...
- That's Jason.
- "Jason!"
- She says with a smile.
- No, no, no.
It's not like that.
He's just an old friend
who's helping me with the sale.
Well, that's great.
'Cause the realtor said
our last bid's still floating.
So hopefully, we'll be neck deep
in turkey legs and chicken wings
as the sales add up.
Yeah. Yeah, of course.
I sent you a spreadsheet
detailing the overhead.
- Yeah, it uh...
it read like Latin.
I'll go over it with you later.
I should cut down this tree.
So, keep me posted?
You've got it, partner.
- Ho ho ho!
Someone wish for a saw?
That's the saw?
Yeah,
it's the only one they had.
Should work.
Yeah, eventually.
All right.
That wasn't so bad, huh?
Admit it, you had fun?
Yeah, sure.
Okay, so...
You're all good?
Nothing's bothering you?
What would be bothering me?
We found our tree.
People are signing up
for the tournament.
Natalie's got some nibbles.
Everything's working out.
And you're still fine
with selling the alley?
Of course.
Besides,
it's Grandma's decision.
Maybe, but I'm pretty sure
Reid would've been thrilled
with the idea of you running it.
- Huh.
Well, that's not gonna happen.
- Right.
'Cause of Bones on the Beach.
It actually has
a pretty good ring to it.
Silent partner, right?
Yes. He's the chef,
and I handle
the business side of things.
We make a perfect team.
It kind of reminds me
of my dad and I.
He was the one who coached
and I was always
the eager player.
Until all the dropped catches
are in the ninth inning,
and then all the missed hockey
goals are in the playoffs,
they all just...
piled up until I realized
it was not what I was meant for.
My dad's the reason I left.
I didn't want
to disappoint him again.
You know, I never should've
ghosted you like I did
after the tournament,
I was just too immature
to explain why
I needed to get away.
I could've handled it
a lot better.
It's fine.
You don't have to explain.
I do, Audrey, because,
maybe if I'd explained it then,
maybe you'd have stayed.
I'm sorry.
Well, did you figure it all out?
When you left?
I hope so.
Then it was worth it.
We should get this tree
back to the alley.
Yeah.
Alright, emails...
sent.
Prospective buyers
are officially invited
to experience
Wonderlane's holiday magic.
Now, what should we watch?
Audrey?
Sorry, what?
Okay, what's going on?
Jason apologized.
Well!
That only took...
How many years?
He said he didn't know how to
explain why he needed to leave.
How do you feel?
A little sad, I think.
For what might have been?
I just realized how much
I let the whole thing derail me.
You know how I got over my
crush on Pete Vanstone?
No, how?
The Holiday PJ Bowl!
Because how on earth
can you be bummed out
when you're in candy
cane pajamas,
bowling shoes,
and sipping on hot chocolate?
Like we are right now.
You know, you're right!
Let's bring it back.
For real?
'Cause I am down any time
I can wear PJs.
Then let's do it!
I think I'm gonna
need some new pajamas!
It's been years since
Wonderlanes has hosted
a holiday pajama party,
and tonight, I mean,
the place is buzzing again.
I can literally smell
the hot chocolate
waft into the lanes.
While over here...
Over here...
Visitors can decorate
the Christmas tree
with ready-made ornaments,
or they can make their own,
but there's a catch.
There is!
Every year, my grandfather
got a tree just like this one.
He'd decorate it head to toe,
but every ornament
had to be connected
to bowling somehow.
Even something as simple as...
This.
Instant bowling balls.
Now that's a tradition
worth holding on to.
Join me?
Of course.
Yoo-hoo!
Audrey Bell, get on over here!
And you too, Hadley!
Now, let's see that
Bell family pajama!
- Alright!
- Come on, Henry!
Here we are!
- Oh, nice one!
- Ooh!
We're not really
the Rockettes, no.
You throw
a pretty good party, kid.
Your grandpa would be proud.
Thanks, Dad.
Everyone's in the car waiting,
you ready to go?
Uh...
You know what? Why don't you go
ahead and I'll meet you at home.
Alright. But, uh...
You know where to find me
if you need any help
untangling any knots.
I'll take that.
Thanks.
Hey, why don't you
call it a night?
- I'll grab the rest.
- Okay. Cool.
- Good work today.
- Thank you.
Gonna be a great story.
All because of you.
Thanks.
I did have a little
bit of help, though.
Can't take all the credit.
Oh, wow, are you saying...
That I contributed
to the success
of your wonderful event?
- Mmm, don't get used to it.
- Never.
But I'll take every one I can!
Fine.
So, earn it.
Are we...?
Oh!
- So we're gonna just...
- Just bowl.
Okay, cool, um...
What are we playing for?
Loser has to oil the lanes?
Deal.
- Thank you, thank you.
- Good stuff!
Ah, bit hot.
Ooh!
Yeah, on the count.
It's always been on the count!
Three, two, one, go.
Not three, two, one.
Three, two, one, go, ready?
- Okay, okay.
- Three... Two...
One...
Go.
- Going for the gutter!
- Don't-don't do it!
Don't do it, don't do it!
Audrey, Audrey hit the gutter,
ooh, you hit the gutter,
and I... follow.
So who do you think
makes the first move?
Sebastian or Hadley?
Hmm.
I don't really know Sebastian...
Mm-hmm.
But I think Hadley's a little
too shy at the moment.
Be careful,
she might break a few hearts.
- Aw, sorry.
Sorry.
So tell me...
What exactly did you
figure out after you left?
That I was...
Better at telling
other people's stories
then chasing my own.
Everywhere I went on my travels,
people would tell me
about their own journeys.
About where they came from,
or what they lost,
what they were trying to build.
And so I, uh...
I started recording them.
And posting them online, and...
Eventually a network noticed
and I landed my first assignment
covering a puppy party.
Well, I'm sure
your dad's proud now.
Yeah, he is.
Apparently, anchor
counts as a real job.
Right.
Just so you have
the human story straight...
You didn't just break my heart.
You made me question...
Everything.
Audrey.
I should go close up.
- Good night, Mom.
- Aw, good night, sweetie.
- Have a good sleep.
- Thank you, you too.
- Thanks so much.
Thanks.
Hope to see you
at the tournament!
- Your form's really coming along!
- Thanks.
I wouldn't have been able
to make those adjustments
without your help.
Well, if you ask me,
you've got what it takes
to represent Wonderlanes
at the tournament.
Really?
I-I don't think so.
Plus, I have to work
the counter at the event.
Hadley! Work the counter?
I did exactly
what you're trying to do.
I hid behind that counter.
Until Pop's belief in me
grew my confidence.
And I believe in you
the same way he believed in me.
Okay.
I'll do it.
- Yeah?
- Yeah.
Woo!
Someone order a karaoke machine?
That'd be me!
It's for the Carol Karaoke Bowl.
Really? I don't remember
Reid ever doing one of those.
- He didn't.
I came up with it.
I like it.
Putting your stamp
on the holidays.
- Alright, where'd you want it?
- Just over there.
Thank you.
By the way, Hadley's
entering the tournament.
Nice work.
Now I just need more
people to sign up.
Huh.
Well, that's easy.
Come on air tonight.
With me, yeah, you can
promote the tournament.
- Live TV?
- Yeah!
No! I can't do that.
Audrey, you bowled
in front of opposing fans.
That's not the same thing!
I don't have to talk
to hundreds of people!
Hundreds of people?
Hey, my ratings are in
the several thousand...
- Oh, okay, I'm sorry.
Several thousand people!
Yeah, but the numbers
are the point!
It's for a good cause.
Besides, I know exactly how to
keep you from getting nervous.
You do?
Just wait and see.
This was your idea
to calm me down?
- My ugly Christmas bowl sweater?
- Oh yeah.
Because I'll be
wearing mine, too!
How and why do you
even still have these?
You never know when
the occasion may arise.
And here we are.
Because if we're wearing these,
you won't take it so seriously,
and you'll still get
your message across.
- Uh...
- Trust me, okay?
They'll come find you in ten.
Ten? Jason? Jason!
This better work!
Hello?
There you are!
Sorry, I was just...
- They're ready for you on set.
- Great!
It's good to see you,
Tinsel Twin.
I'm gonna get you
mic'd up, okay?
Okay.
Just look at me.
I've got you, alright?
Okay.
Alright, and three...
Welcome back, as you can see,
during the break...
My next guest and I got
into some festive wear...
- Oh my gosh, there she is!
Oh, there's our girl.
- Oh, where's Hadley?
- She's holding down the fort.
Ah, okay.
Ms. Bell,
why don't you give us
a little background
on these sweaters?
Well, Mr. Miller,
you and I wore these
for the Wonderlanes
Ugly Christmas Sweater Bowl.
- I think we even won that year.
- Oh, we sure did.
- Thanks to me.
- True!
The Sweater Bowl was one
of many holiday events
that my grandfather hosted
at his bowling alley.
Yeah, and this year, you've
been keeping that spirit alive.
Even with Wonderlanes
being up for sale.
We sure have.
And I say we because
it really does take a village.
I've had the support
of my family, friends,
and the community,
who have all shown up
to join in on the fun.
Well, that's really great.
I believe there's one event
in particular that...
is very close to your heart.
Tell us about it.
That's the Wonderlanes
Jingle Bowl Tournament.
Which you happen to be
a former champion of.
I am, but this year
I'm excited to pass the torch
to the bowler who demonstrates
the skills needed to win.
Because like my
grandfather always said,
bowling's not just
a game of luck.
And this town has a lot
of skill and a lot of heart,
so we're really hoping
everyone shows up to play.
Even Santa's been known
to make an appearance.
On lane three.
Plus, all the proceeds go
to junior bowling leagues.
Well, well, um,
that all sounds really special.
It is.
Which is why I hope
whoever buys Wonderlanes
keeps that spirit alive.
Amen to that.
Well, that's fantasti.
Thank you for tuning in.
And if you're craving more,
you can follow me
at Jason Miller Live 24.
Have a good evening.
And we're out.
You killed it.
I told you
the sweaters would help.
You did.
And-and you were right.
They-they helped.
A little, but honestly,
what really helped
was sneaking
into the editing room
and watching some
of your footage.
- Really?
- Mm-hmm.
Yeah, seeing the joy
on those kids' faces,
I knew I had to
get the message out.
And if the alley sells and
doesn't stay what it is...
Well, why would you
put that out there?
That'd be heartbreaking!
- Oh, wow.
Do you hear that?
What?
That is the sound of people
signing up for the tournament!
See? Your ratings gold!
Cheers.
- I can't! I finished.
It's bad luck.
Aw. I guess you're just gonna
have to watch me drink mine...
Nice and slow.
Mm!
No, that's not fair, come on!
Mm.
Seriously?
Hold up, you got something...
sprinkles in there.
- Oh no!
- It's okay, I got you!
Got it.
Thank you.
Oh, Audrey, Audrey.
You know, maybe
I'm wrong, but, uh...
I don't know,
everything you said tonight,
it just sounded to me like
someone who doesn't wanna sell.
Like someone who...
Wants to stay here.
Except that's not the plan.
But thank you for sharing
your news hour with me.
And your milkshake.
Well, of course.
I'll see you later.
Have a good night.
- Hey, Nat.
- Hey!
Everything you're
doing is working.
We've got a serious buyer.
They toured the alley,
saw the magic that you created,
and after tonight's TV segment,
they're putting in an offer.
Isn't that amazing?
Yeah!
Yeah, that's great.
Um...
Thanks for the update.
- I'll talk to you later.
- Okay, bye.
God rest ye merry gentlemen
Let nothing you dismay
Remember that our savior
Was born on Christmas Day...
At least he sings
better than he bowls.
They're offering
well over asking.
Plus they've agreed to keep
the place as a bowling alley.
They might change
the cafe to a sushi bar?
Either way, I really think
you should consider the offer!
Audrey?
- Hmm?
- What do you think?
- Sushi wouldn't be so bad.
Right?
I don't know.
I saw three ships
come sailing in
On Christmas Day
on Christmas Day
I saw three ships
come sailing in
On Christmas Day
in the morning
Beckett...
And all the souls
on earth shall sing
On Christmas Day
on Christmas Day
And all the souls
on earth shall sing
On Christmas Day
in the morning
Get up here, partner!
- Oh, you've got it, Becks!
Take it away!
On Christmas Day
In the morning
- That's the famous Becks.
He's definitely not shy.
- No.
- Surprise!
I would've called,
but I figured you might send me
another hard-to-gauge emoji.
- Jason, this is Beckett.
Beckett, Jason.
- The news guy!
It's good to meet you.
You too. I've heard a lot
about the restaurant.
- Good!
That means she's excited.
Hey, this place is incredible.
And we'll talk more,
but first things first,
I need to try that cranberry
grilled cheese on the menu.
- Yes.
- I'll be back.
- Okay.
- You won't be disappointed.
Well, I hope his cooking's
as good as his voice.
It's better.
That bodes well
for Bones on the Beach.
Right?
Yep.
You know...
You and I kind of
brought the house down
that one year with our duet.
Oh, yeah.
And, uh, seeing how long it
took me to get you on that mic,
it feels like it
deserves an encore.
- Oh, no, no.
Jason, no! I-no...
You're already up there.
Alright, Wonderlaners,
are we having a good
time tonight or what?
No, no, no, I can't-I can't
hear you, come on!
Alright! Let's bring up
the woman who made
all this holiday fun happen!
Audrey Bell!
Yeah, Audrey!
Audrey Dorothy Bell,
the stage is calling you.
Oh Christmas Tree
oh Christmas Tree
Thy leaves are so unchanging
Come on.
Oh Christmas Tree
oh Christmas Tree
Thy leaves are so unchanging
Not only green
when summer's here
But also when
it's cold and drear
Oh Christmas Tree
oh Christmas Tree
Such pleasure do you
bring me...
...Christmas Tree
Oh Christmas Tree
You'll ever be
unchanging
Bravo!
Yeah!
Give it up for
Audrey Bell, everybody!
And Jason Miller!
Thanks so much for coming!
See ya.
So.
You and the news man, huh?
Oh, no, we're not...
Well, we were, but not...
No, it doesn't look
so past tense to me.
And your friend, Natalie?
Real spitfire that one.
And she told me about the offer.
That's great news, right?
It's what you were hoping
would come of all this.
Yeah. Yeah. Of course.
Well, I got some ideas
percolating for the beach grill,
so, uh, wanna regroup tomorrow?
Sounds good.
- Alright, tomorrow it is.
It's in the books, partner.
Great!
What are you doing?
Did I scare you?
- Uh...
A little bit.
- A little bit?
- A little bit.
You know I...
I have to thank you.
For what?
For letting me cover the story.
The network loves the footage.
Especially the live
interview we did.
- Really?
- Oh yeah.
I thought those sweaters
would've tanked your ratings.
You know, I actually
thought I'd get fired.
It turns out it's the opposite.
They offered me a promotion.
What?
Jason, that's great news!
Congratulations!
So, what's above anchorman?
Local late night, or...?
Uh, no, no, no, it's still
good old anchoring, but...
It's in the city.
Across state.
Oh!
Wow!
So deserved.
Yeah, well, I hope
when the story airs,
it helps you, too, with...
the sale.
If that's still the plan.
Yeah! Of course.
We actually just got a great
offer after the broadcast, so...
Who knows, it might turn
into a big bidding war.
Wow, that's...
That's great.
I should get back inside
and help close up, but...
That's really great.
I'm excited for you.
Hey, Grandma.
Hi, darling.
You and Jason
sounded lovely together.
Oh, thank you.
Tell me how you really feel.
About the alley selling.
It's complicated.
I loved that place.
Still love it.
But...
After Jason left
and Grandpa died,
everything that made that
place feel like home just...
disappeared.
So then I left, and...
now I'm on this new path, and...
I don't know if
it's the right one.
Hmm.
Well, it sounds to me like
you've got a decision to make.
Hmm.
And that's why I think it's time
for this.
And remember, hard memories
don't mean
you can't make new ones.
Dear Audrey,
I told your grandmother
if I wasn't around,
she should give this to you
when questions
about the alley come up.
I know Wonderlanes is my baby,
not anyone else's.
And I'd never want it
to be a burden.
I just want you to know
why it meant so much to me.
Wonderlanes put
a sparkle in your eye
the very first day
you walked through those doors.
It brought something out in you
I hadn't seen before.
It turned my shy
little granddaughter
into someone who could
set 'em up and knock 'em down.
So I'm writing this before
you walk away from it forever.
Because if anyone could
carry it forward, it's you.
Love you forever. Grandpa.
- Smells good!
- Thanks.
I'm trying out
my Christmas barbecue in a bowl.
- Nice ring to it, right?
- Yeah.
Here. Try this.
Barbecue sauce, cranberry jelly.
- Mm-hmm?
- Mm!
That's pretty good!
Pretty good?
I'm still partial
to my grandma's.
- Ah. Family loyalty.
That's fair.
Beckett, it isn't just
my grandma's cranberry sauce.
It's everything
about this place.
I really thought the restaurant
would fill what was missing
and maybe it would've.
A little, but here...
I'm not just running numbers.
Well, you're not
just numbers to me.
Here, I get to build something.
A place where people
meet for the first time.
Where families come
together every year.
Where someone can sing off-key
and everyone still
cheers for them.
It's what my grandfather built
and it's what I want too.
Wow.
You know, that's...
That's beautiful.
And honest.
Even if it's hard to hear.
- I'm sorry.
- Don't be.
You know, I saw it in your eyes
when you were singing karaoke.
And not everyone
knows their path
from the moment
they read a recipe.
Thanks, Becks.
For understanding.
Always, partner.
I'm still not...
not loving the Becks, though.
- Really?
- No.
Not even Beck's Bones
on the Beach?
That's not bad.
- Right?
- Or like, Beck's Burgers.
There we go.
Or like, Beck's Barbecue
Boneless Baby-back Ribs.
- Wow.
- Or like, Beck's Beef Brisket.
Hey!
Or like Beck's Mac and Cheese
with Barbecue Sauce!
- And bacon!
- And bacon!
Come on!
What's... Come on, sweetheart.
What-what is the surprise
you wanna show us?
It's a surprise, honey,
you're not supposed to know.
Ta-da!
This is it!
Yeah, well, I thought it was
time we put up our stockings,
'cause we all know
Santa likes to bowl...
Plus, I think it's time we
brought back more than
just the tournament because
we're not selling Wonderlanes!
Yes!
You're-you're serious?
I am. I'm staying.
Oh, sweetie!
Oh.
There's my striker.
Oh my gosh, I am roasting
the turkey here this year.
Well, maybe I'll finish roasting
it in the cafe in the oven!
- One miracle at a time, dear.
- Oh, let's go see it.
Oh, honey!
Oh.
Oh, you're grandpa's
smiling down on you.
I can feel it.
- Shall we go check on the oven?
- Probably.
You're staying?
I'm staying.
I'm sorry about
your time on the sale.
Oh, who cares about the sale?
This is way better!
You running the alley.
It was meant to be.
Thank you.
But what happens now
with the restaurant?
I told him I'd do
everything I can to help
before he finds
the right partner.
Well, my schedule
just opened up, so...
Really?
I mean,
it's a sound business model.
Plus, you did say you wanted
to help build something.
Whoa, whoa, whoa,
I didn't say yes!
Right. Of course.
But I do love the beach.
And you never told me
Beckett was so cute.
Of course, I guess
you never noticed.
Given your moon eyes
fully on display last night.
Well, that doesn't
matter anymore.
- Audrey.
- He's leaving.
Yep.
He got a promotion.
And he's moving.
Again.
So I think it's time that
I accept the fact
that Jason and I
just aren't meant to be.
You can tell yourself that.
But he still looks at you
the way he always did.
And I've been watching.
So do you.
This has been Jason Miller.
Live...
This has been Jason Miller.
Bringing you all the news
live from KMPC.
Beck's Christmas
Barbecue in a Bowl.
Here you go, enjoy.
Enjoy!
Hey. Where's the anchorman?
I haven't seen him.
He texted me to start
getting coverage.
Maybe this is below
his paygrade now.
- I don't know, uh...
He'll be here, though.
I'm-I'm sorry, I...
I've gotta go.
He'll be here.
Audrey?
I'm not sure that I can do this.
When I get nervous, I freeze up.
I can't even remember my
angles or my technique, and...
Come with me.
I've got something
that might help you.
Pops gave me this
to wear as a reminder
that I can do
more than I thought.
Now I want you to have it.
In case you forget
what you're capable of.
You're ready, Hadley.
More than you know.
Thanks.
Merry Christmas, everyone!
And welcome to the Wonderlanes
Jingle Bowl tournament.
Each bowler gets three games.
Highest total score
takes home the trophy
and some local TV glory.
This tournament started
over 20 years ago
by my grandfather, Reid Bell.
His love for this place shined
brightest during the holidays,
when it brought people together,
and because of that,
the Jingle Bowl became
a Wonderlanes tradition
until he passed.
And tonight,
we're bringing it back.
So, in his honour,
I ask only one thing.
Love each other.
Yes, even your competitors,
because let's not forget,
it's Christmas!
Bowl hard!
- Ho ho ho ho!
Merry Christmas, everyone!
Ho ho ho ho!
Ho ho ho ho!
Merry Christmas!
Whew!
Straight from the North Pole,
I have brought something
quite magical for you all.
The candy cane crusher!
Well, Santa?
Shall you kick off
the tournament
and show us what you've got?
Merry Christmas!
Let the tournament begin!
- Uh, good luck, Hadley.
I'm rooting for ya!
Isn't the news
supposed to be impartial?
- Not in stories like these.
- Oh.
Hey.
That was quite the first roll
with the old candy cane crusher.
Thanks, but, uh...
Looks like Hadley's the one
who's really crushing it.
Woo!
I'm glad you stayed
for the story.
- Oh, yeah.
I was always going to.
Well, you didn't have to
on account of the sale.
Wonderlanes is off the market.
I'm staying.
Wow.
That...
That kind of makes
my decision even better.
I'm not taking the promotion.
Audrey, when you told me
leaving was worth it
if I figured out what I wanted,
that was kind of
you to say, but...
You were wrong.
I never should've hurt you.
No matter what.
You see, trying to
figure myself out,
I lost sight of
everything that mattered.
I thought moving up
meant moving forward.
But...
What I really love doing is...
Is this!
Telling real stories
about people who matter.
Like you.
I knew as soon as
I saw you on that ladder
that I'd never
stopped loving you.
And I don't expect you
to forgive me, but I...
Oh!
Don't look now.
Audrey's kissing Santa Claus.
- Come on.
Hadley's on her last frame.
One more and the kid's
got herself a double turkey.
A what?
It's when you bowl
six strikes in a row.
If she does that, she'll break
the Jingle Bowl record.
- Which was yours, right?
- Yeah.
Come on, Hadley!
Hadley! Hadley!
Hadley! Hadley! Hadley!
Oh!
Woo!
I guess that settles that.
She made the first move.
I knew she had it in her.
Guess we should be
celebrating too.
Oh!
You did it!