Frankie: [v.o.] Dear friends and family, Merry Christmas. 2009 has been a busy and exciting year for the Hecks. Last summer, I lost my job in the dental office. But was lucky enough to land a new, thrilling job selling cars. And thanks to his years of hard work, Mike got a promotion at the quarry and is now manager.
Mike's Boss: Carl blew his arm off, can't type. Congratulations, you're the new manager.
Frankie: [v.o.] Even Axl, who's now 15, has recently joined the work force. And we're having so much fun watching him take on this new responsibility.
Frankie: [clinks glass] Excuse me, sir. I believe I'm done with this plate.
Frankie: [v.o.] And Sue, 13, is busy with... [tapping key] Sue made... [tapping key] Sue tried out for... [tapping key] Sue has a boyfriend.
Brad: I wish I didn't have to leave, but I have to get up so early tomorrow. Show choir's performing at the Little Betty Snack-cake factory. We get to wear hairnets and everything.
Sue: Lucky. Well, good night.
[After Sue positions her and Brad under mistletoe, he gives her a pat on the back and walks out]
Frankie: [v.o.] But nothing says Christmas like the wonder and magic on our little boy Brick's face.
Brick: I just don't understand Christmas. It's like we're supposed to be happy, but how can we possibly enjoy it knowing that it's all so fleeting? [whispers] Fleeting.
Frankie: Brick, what are you talking about? You love Christmas.
Brick: [normal voice] Do I?
Frankie: [v.o.] Ah. The first tradition of the holiday season, the putting off of the Christmas letter.