# Holiday in Handcuffs

Holiday in Handcuffs is a 2007 American comedy film that stars Melissa Joan Hart and Mario Lopez.
    Written by Sara Endsley. Directed by Ron Underwood.

## Dialogue

    [Opening dialogue.]
    Trudie: I'm not crazy. I'm a long way from crazy. Doing one crazy thing does not make a person crazy.
    David: Look, I'm not sure what's going on or what you want from me, but this plan doesn't seem very well thought out. Let's face it - I'm a guy and sooner or later, I will overpower you.
    Trudie: Yeah. Good point, unless you knock yourself out first or I shoot you.
    David: You seem like a nice girl. Probably nothing a little lithium couldn't fix.
    Mom: Oh, my gosh! What have you done to your hair? You look like one of those actresses in a pornographic movie.
    Trudie: I have porn-star hair? How do you even know what a porn-star looks like?
    [Lucy calling Trudie on the phone.]
    Lucy: Hey it's me. What happened to you yesterday? You looked kinda strange and then I turned around and you were gone. Are you OK?
    Trudie: Yeah! I'm fine! Well... Not exactly fine. I think I had a little bit of a nervous breakdown.
    Lucy: I didn't know they came in sizes.
    Dad: You know, there was a time when we thought Trudie with all her causes might go to law-school like her sister Katie.
    Trudie: Being a democrat is not a cause, dad.
    Dad: But she got her degree in liberal arts...
    Trudie: FINE arts, dad!
    Dad: I don't even know what that means.
    David: It's an expensive way to say, "Do you want fries with that?". [picks up an ornament] Ahh. Home-made ornaments.
    Mom: Yeah. Trudie made that when she was 5. She was a little withdrawn as a child.
    Trudie: Okay, Mom!
    Mom: You know, her brother and sister are so outgoing and they had so many friends, but Trudie was... I don't know... A little anti-social.
    David: Really?
    Mom: We even paid a little boy down the street to be her friend, but he gave us our money back.
    Trudie: Alright!
    Mom: So from then on it was Trudie and her projects and of course Bobo Blankers.
    David: Bobo Blankers?
    Mom: Her imaginary friend.
    Trudie: [mutters] Thanks, Mom! Thanks a lot!
    David: What? What was that? Are you talking to Bobo Blankers right now?
    Mom: Nick, would you like another piece of pie?
    David: Sure!
    Mom: Trudy, would you get another piece of pie, please?
    Trudie: He knows where the kitchen is.
    Mom: Are you trying to ruin Christmas?
    [Trudie's mother left cookies for Santa and David is about to eat them.]
    Trudie: You can't eat those!
    David: What's it gonna look like if Santa doesn't eat his cookies? [dunks a cookie in milk]
    Trudie: Figures you're a dunker.
    David: Of course! What are you, a twister?
    [Trudie twists a cookie.]
    David: It's so wrong in so many ways.
    Trudie: Alright, let's get this over with. [starts writing her letter to Santa] This is so dumb!
    David: I hope you're not expecting much from Santa. A federal offense probably puts you on the naughty-list this year.
    [Trudie and David are writing letters to Santa.]
    David: I'm gonna ask for a new fully-loaded SUV.
    Trudie: Mmmm. Interesting! I'm gonna ask for an end to global warming.
    [Grandma pours herself a drink.]
    Grandma: Merry Christmas!
    Mom: Mother, isn't it a little early?
    Grandma: Early for who, sugar-britches? I have to spend an entire day trapped with you yahoos. Mama's gonna need a little help.
    [David out-performs Trudy in hockey.]
    David: I'll give it to you. You're pretty scrappy.
    Trudie: I think you've had enough for now.
    Mom: Your tie is crooked.
    Dad: You tied it.
    Mom: It's still crooked.