Festival of Lights Family/Transcript

== Book Marks the Spot ==
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Molly: (Excited) Whoo! It's the eighth night of Hannukah! Thanks for having us, Libby!
Libby: Yeah, happy Hanukkah, Molly! I am so glad you're all here. My mom and I have never had this many people... or ghosts, over for Hanukkah before.
Scratch: Yeah, plenty of turtles, though, huh? Yeesh. Their beady reptilian eyes are looking straight into my soul.
(dramatic chords)
Leah: Shalom, McGees! Be with you in a second! Got the fryer going upstairs, Customers downstairs! Busy, busy, busy!
Molly: I wanted to be prepared, so I did a lot of research into Hanukkah, which I now know unfolds over eight subsequent nights, and is also called the Festival of...
(power booms)
Molly: ...lights.
(energy booms down)
Darryl: Might wanna double-check that.
Sharon: Looks like the whole city is out!
(light clicks)
Leah: Not to worry! I'd never be caught without a generator during a Midwest winter!
(hollow rattling)
Leah: Of course, I forgot to stock up on fuel. Oh, well, looks like we've only got enough juice to last an hour.
(motor rumbles)
== Hour One ==
Scratch: (yawns) Well, what a great Hanukkah it's been, but you know what, it's half past snack o'clock. McGees, let's roll. (gasps)
(Scratch sniffs)
Scratch: Mmm. What is that heavenly smell?
Libby: Oh, if you're hungry, Mom made plenty of food. And since it's Hanukkah, it's all fried in oil.
Scratch: Fried... food?
Scratch: ♪ I get a whiff, and all at once I'm yearning. ♪
♪ Your oily fragrance puts me in the mood. ♪
♪ My heart goes "pitter pitter pat" for that vat of liquid fat, ♪
♪ Oh I'm deep in love with deep fried food. ♪
♪ I tremble at the sight of jelly doughnuts. ♪
Libby: Sufganiyot.
Scratch: Gesundheit.
♪ Hash browns make me come unglued. ♪
Libby: Uh, these are latkes.
Scratch: ♪ Give me fries and empanadas, ♪
♪ Give me egg-rolls and frittatas, ♪
♪ Give me fish and chips, chicken strips, and whoo! Hush puppies, too! ♪
Libby: Uh, we're kinda losing the Hanukkah thread here.
Scratch: ♪ Throw away the crudités ♪
♪ All I want is you. (All I want is you) ♪
♪ I don't mind the greasy stains when you're gone, I eat those too. (Eat those too) ♪
♪ I've never ever known a love so deep and true ♪
♪ As the love that I feel for deep fried food! ♪
Scratch: (chomps) Ahh! Hot oil! Hot oil! (mumbles) I think I burned my tongue off! Does my tongue look okay? Does my tongue look okay?
== Hour Two ==
Libby: Okay. The name of the game is dreidel. You spin and if it comes up gimel, you win... all the gelt.
Scratch: Nun! Wait. As in "none-none"?
Molly: Sorry, Scratch, that's just how the dreidel spins.
Molly: Ooh! Shin. As in "win"?
Libby: Uh-uh. As in "put in."
(losing beeps)
(clinking)
Molly: (muffled scream)
Scratch: Ahh!
Darryl: Gimme gimmel!
Darryl: Yes! Shin? Aww!
Libby: Come on, little dreidel. Don't forget who made you outta clay. Come on Gimmel, come on Gimmel...
(all groaning)
(gasps)
Libby: (Libby whoops) Gimel!
(all groan)
Libby: (sighs) And now to taste sweet victory...
Scratch: (grunts) Wait! The gelt is candy? We were playing for candy?
== Hour Three ==
Libby: Welcome to the first annual Mega-McGee Hanukkah Spelling Bee! Your first and only word is... (breathes deeply) ..."Hanukkah."
Molly: Uh... H-A-N-A?
(Scratch snoozing)
(buzzer sound)
(Scratch yelps)
Darryl: K.
(buzzer sound)
Pete: Can you use it in a sentence?
(buzzer sound)
Sharon: H-A-N-U... I wanna say... C?
(buzzer sound)
Sharon: Ahh!
Libby: Ah, I'm afraid you all lose. There are 16 acceptable spellings, McGees! There's my personal favorite "H-A-N-U-K-K-A-H", the classic "C-H-A-N-U-K-A-H"...
Molly: Hey! I feel like I said that one!
Libby: ...the daring "C-H-A-N...
(buzzer sound)
Molly: Ahh!
== Hour Four ==
Libby: Okay, time for a Stein-Torres Hanukkah tradition! The Miracle Box!
The Mcgee's & Scratch: Ohh!
Libby: Now, everyone, write down a miracle that happened to you this year, and stick it in this box.
Darryl: (chuckles)
Pete: Ah! Yes! (grunts) Aw, man, I thought of a better one!
Libby: Now we read them aloud!
Scratch: (gasps) We don't really need to do that, do we?
Libby: Pffft, it'd be pretty weird if we didn't celebrate our miracles out loud and in public!
Scratch: Eh, well, you see, my miracle is just so miraculous, I don't wanna show up everybody else by having mine be read out loud, so I should probably just take it...
Libby: No cheating!
Scratch: Ahh!
Libby: Here, I'll show you how it's done. Mm. "A ghost became my BFF." (Libby chuckles) That's Molly's.
Molly: (laughs) You got me!
Leah: Libby! Did you tell them my miracle?
Libby: (chuckles) It's me. Every year she says I'm her...
Leah: Libby's my miracle!
The Mcgee's: Aww!
Scratch: So sweet. I mean, no one can top that. More dreidel, anyone?
Sharon: No, this is fun! "It's a miracle I didn't get caught."
Darryl: For your own safety, it's best you don't know more than that.
Scratch: (sighs) Is it feeling warm in here to anyone else? No? Just me?
Molly: "The van's still running." Is that really a miracle, Mom?
Sharon: Oh, trust me, it is. Your turn, Pete!
Scratch: Pause! Uh, you know what? I really gotta go use the little ghost's room.
Scratch: (snivels) Phew! Crisis averted.
Molly: But ghosts don't even go to the bathroom! Go ahead, Dad.
Scratch: Ahh! Ahh! Ooh! Ahh! (gasps)
Pete: Ah! I got my own! Redo!
(yelps)
(squeezing sound)
Pete: If I didn't know better, I'd think you didn't want us to read yours!
Scratch: I don't! I thought we were doing funny ones, so, you know, boy, I went real mean with mine. Ooh, I was real... no one was safe. But you know, I see now, you know, I misread the room, So, uh...
Pete: "I used to haunt a house" "Now I haunt a home."
The Mcgee's: Aww!
Molly: Scratch! I knew you were a gooey marshmallow! Come 'ere, buddy!
Scratch: (grunts) You see, this is why I don't say nice things.
== Hour Five ==
Molly: (drumroll)
Libby: Their temple was dark, destroyed by the fight. All they had was a few drops of oil to light. But the flame kept burning all through the night. "Look," they said, "Still lit."
Libby: The next day, the third day, the fourth day again, as they rebuilt the sacred spaces within. Their temples, menorahs, stood up to the wind. "Look," they said, "Still lit." They marveled, happily wondering why as the sixth and seventh days went by. "It must be a miracle sent from on high." "Look," they said, "Still lit." In the end, it was eight days and nights it would last till the temple was fixed by the light that it cast. "We weathered the worst, the storms have blown past. "And look! Still lit."
(fire crackling)
Libby: When I think of that story, deep down I know that no matter the battles we fight as we go, inside of us all, a Hanukiah glows. And look... Still lit.
(snapping fingers)
Poetry Fan: "Freebird!"
Scratch: This poetry appreciation is making me peckish. I'm going on a latke run.
== Hour Six ==
(playful music)
(munches)
Scratch: Yeah, that's a lot of latkes.
(playful music)
== Hour Seven ==
Leah: We've got light, heat, and treats in here! Wow, can't believe our generator's been kickin' for seven hours already!
Abby: Excuse me, I'm Abby. I run the bakery down the street.
Leah: Ah, yes! I remember!
Abby: You know, it's funny. I was raised Jewish, but then I moved to Brighton, and... I kinda lost touch with that part of myself. Seeing your menorah, it reminds me of home.
Leah: Yeah, it holds a lot of memories. It was one of the few things my family could take as they fled their home.
(crowd screaming)
(somber music)
(baby coos)
(inaudible)
(baby coos, laughs)
(whooshes)
Libby: This menorah has been with our family through plenty of tough times.
Leah: But it reminds us that even in darkness, there is light. No matter what happens, we celebrate that we're still here, resilient, strong, and proud.
== Hour Eight ==
(indistinct chatter)
(Scratch munching)
Scratch: Mm-mm!
Leah: Wow, what a great Hanukkah, huh? (breathes deeply) I can't believe our generator lasted eight hours!
Libby: (gasps) Eight hours? It's a Hanukkah miracle! (chuckling)
(sputtering)
(electric buzzing)
Libby: Oh! Why must I jinx everything?
(buzzing)
(energy booms on)
Darryl: Hey, the power's back on!
Libby: Oh, yes! It is a Hanukkah Miracle!
Molly: Now our Festival of Lights has actual light! That's why they call it the, uh... the Festival of Lights!
Leah: More latkes anyone?
Todd: I'll have one.
Scratch: (slurps, munching) Ahh... Most delicious holiday ever!
(Molly and Libby laugh)
Molly: Look at your belly!
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