Jess! Maddy and I are ready to put the star on the tree!
Are you ready?
Trevor,
I hope you haven't dressed Maddy in that ridiculous costume you bought.
-Take a look in the five and ten -It's glistening once again…
-Oh! -Are you ready, Maddy? Put the star…
Go on.
…on the tree.
-Yeah! -Yay! Hay-hay-hay!
Okay, Maddy.
Can you reach?
Oh. Here, let me do it.
The holly that will be…
-Trevor! Trevor! -I think I've broken something.
Maddy, come on. Come on.
You always put the star on the tree.
Mom, no.
And the thing that will make them ring Is the carol…
-Right. -Okay.
Happy Christmas, Dad.
It's time to get your long johns on, Hertfordshire,
because it is cold out there,
and forecasters now predicting a very white Christmas.
Oh, goodness.
Children playing
Having fun…
Oh, no.
Ah!
The 21st.
Ah!
Ah.
Mmm.
Mmm!
Ah.
Uh.
Ooh.
Very nice.
Oh, Jess. Hang on.
Oh.
Okay, I'm outside.
Outside? What are you doing outside, Trevor?
It's freezing.
Well, it's just the reception. It's a bit patchy around here, I'm afraid.
But it's a lovely place, Jess.
When you and Maddy come over, I'll show you the village.
-'Cause they've got this wonderful-- -That's actually why I'm calling, Trevor.
We've had the most amazing invitation.
I think I might have mentioned my new boyfriend to you.
Goran?
Oh, yes.
Well, he's got this villa in Barbados and…
Well, he's invited Maddy and me to join him there for Christmas.
Oh.
Uh…
So--
I thought it was just the perfect way to celebrate
Maddy getting onto her course in Paris.
Right.
But it does mean flying out tomorrow.
So I'm really sorry,
but we won't be able to join you after all.
Oh. Okay.
But we'll be right back after New Year's, so,
why don't we aim to have a drink then?
Yes. Yes.
I've got some good news.
I know what a challenge the fees for the Sorbonne were going to be,
but Goran gets on so incredibly well with Maddy,
he'd very much like to cover the cost himself.
Oh. Oh, no. I've got plenty of, um-- Uh…
-I'll be absolutely fine. -Morning, Trevor.
Oh, morning.
Well, okay.
If you're sure.
And look…
Have a very merry Christmas.
Uh, yes. And the same to you.
Bye.
And to Maddy.
Hi, Maddy. It's Dad here.
Sorry, I've never left a voice note, so I hope this works.
-Morning, Trevor. Big day. -Morning. Morning.
Um, anyway,
I just wanted to say that I hope you have a wonderful time in Barbados.
Gosh. What a treat.
But I'd love to have a quick word before you go,
because… because I'm going to miss you, sweet pea.
So much.
Morning, Trevor.
Oh, Tom. Hello.
So… so maybe speak later.
Okay?
Bye.
And then I just lift my thumb off.
Eh, good.
-Trevor. Trevor. -Oh, hello, Diana. How are you?
We are going to need those extra chairs, please. Thank you.
-Yes. I'll get my coat off and then I'll-- -Soon as you can, please, Trevor.
Yes. Yes.
Go and check the manger, please. Thank you.
And Mrs. A., would you mind clearing this box from the--
Oh, one second. Can I have a… That's a bit flimsy. Never mind.
Oh, no, not there, Trevor.
No, they need to go at the back.
At the back. Right.
Also, um, we're still missing a "No Vacancy" sign for the inn.
Okay.
And straw for the stable.
Oh, right.
And I don't think the bulb for the Christmas star is working.
Right. Let me just, um…
Now, uh, teas and coffees. Mrs. André, can I get you a tea?
-Oh! Trevor. Could I have a word? -Um…
-Thank you so much. -Trevor?
-Oh… -Ah! Diana.
I hear you've had a bit of a coup on the Baby Jesus front.
Oh, yes. I think you know June, Jennifer's mom?
She's going to be dropping off her eight-month-old before curtain-up.
A real baby in our manger for the first time.
-We're all very excited. -Cannot wait.
Trevor, I'll take those.
Do take a seat.
Thank you.
Now, I believe you and I, Trevor, have an occasion to mark.
Uh…
Not just the last day of term, but your last day at the school.
Isn't that right?
Oh.
Yes, that's right.
I really am genuinely sorry we had to let you go.
But on behalf of all of us here at St. Aldwyn's,
I just wanted to thank you for everything you've done for the school in the last…
How long has it been?
Seven months.
Gosh.
Feels like years.
Cheers.
So, have you got anything else lined up?
Uh, no. No, not as such.
Well, thank you again. And happy Christmas.
-Ah! -…for the production.
Can somebody get the back door, please?
Trevor?
Huh.
June?
Well…
Mary, perfect.
Wise Man One.
Perfect.
Excuse me. Diana.
I didn't see June, but there was a baby.
Oh…
Well, don't just stand there, Trevor. Put it in the manger.
Here we go.
Are you ready?
There we are.
Hello, you.
Trevor!
Tonight, we tell a story, old and true,
of a baby named Jesus, born for me and you.
Nine thousand pounds! Ooh…
And now our story begins in a land so far,
where Mary and Joseph…
Oh, dear!
…travel under the guiding star.
-Trevor! Hooves! -Oh!
Joseph, the night grows cold, and the wind is cruel.
Do not worry, Mary, we will find the place,
pulled by this humble mule.
The journey is long, but their hearts are strong…
Hello?
Buenos días, señora. May I speak with Mr. Trevor Binge-ly?
It's "Bingley."
Trevor Bingley. Yes, that's me.
But I'm sorry, this isn't really a very good time.
Señor Bingley, I am so pleased to make your acquaintance.
I am Cesar Jimenez from the personnel department
of Grupo del Sanchez Romero.
Okay. I don't know…
The new parent company of Housesitters Deluxe.
Oh, right.
We don't have any room in the inn, though your need is clear.
The thing is that, um, due to the recent change in ownership,
our Barcelona team is not…
Sorry, could I leave you for just one minute, please?
Sorry. You were saying?
I was saying that our, uh, Barcelona team is not entirely familiar
with all of the Housesitters staff.
But you are still on our books.
…bright,
Three Wise Men draw near on this holy night.
And I am calling because we've had a member of staff
cancel due to a family emergency.
Behold! The star! Rising in the East!
And we were wondering if you might be available to take over
a platinum-level house-sitting job over the Christmas period.
Oh. No, I don't really do that kind of thing anymore.
In case you were wondering, it pays around £10,000.
Ten thousand pounds?
Calm. Calm. Anyone hit? Anyone hurt?
Full disclosure, uh, you would have to attend an interview on site
in London this evening at 5:00 p.m.
And, if approved, start immediately.
So, do you think you might be available?
Well, yes.
What are you doing here?
Where's your mom?
Let's go and find her, shall we?
Okay. Here we go.
Right. Parents' directory. Parents' directory.
June. June. June.
June! There we go. June Harbinson.
Right.
Okay.
Don't worry, we'll soon get you home.
Hello! You've reached June.
I can't come to the phone right now, but you know what to do.
Hello, June? It's Mr. Bingley from school.
I didn't see you at the play, but it seems we've still got your baby.
Can you let me know
when you might be able to come and pick it up?
Okay, thanks. Thanks, bye.
What time is it?
June, hello. I'm in a little bit of a rush to catch a train to London,
so I thought I'd just pop 'round now and drop the baby off, if that's okay?
Oh, hello, June. I've got…
Oh.
Oh. I know. Poor little thing.
She woke up with a bit of a sniffle, so I called the school and left a message
to say I wouldn't be bringing her in after all.
Right.
Aww.
So, who's this little chap, then?
Um…
The baby?
Yes. It turned out that June didn't bring her baby to school,
so the baby that was left
at the back door that we put in the manger must have belonged to somebody else,
and whoever that was hasn't come back to pick it up yet, so I--
Trevor! I'm sorry, I'm in the car.
I'm going away.
I don't really have time to sort this out right now.
Look, why don't I pop it on the parents' WhatsApp group
and then refer any calls to you? Is that all right?
Well, the thing is, I have to go to London.
And I have to go to Lanzarote, Trevor. Tonight. With my entire family.
And I'm already an hour late for the airport.
Uh, well, the…
I'll pop it on the group chat now, okay?
Hello?
Oh, dear.
Now what?
A baby?
Yes. It's a bit of a long story,
but, basically, it was left at St. Aldwyn's School,
and then nobody came back to pick it up.
-And who are you? -Trevor Bingley.
I'm the school caretaker.
Well, I was the school caretaker.
Okay. Well, look, the weather's not helping us,
but we should be able to get a patrol car out to you in…
oh, three to four hours?
Oh.
Oh, unfortunately, I'm supposed to be in London at five o'clock.
Your only chance of getting anyone sooner would be to try social services.
Oh.
Hello, social services.
-Hello. My name is Trevor Bingley. -Right.
-I've got a baby left at a school play. -And…
And you've still got this baby?
Yes. And the thing is, I need to leave in sort of 45 minutes.
Um, so I was really hoping
that someone might be able to come around and pick it up before then.
Okay. Uh, well, look.
I'll come and get it myself. Can I just take some details?
Oh, thank you. Thank you so much.
Deck the halls with boughs of holly
Fa-la-la-la-la, la-la-la-la
'Tis the season to be jolly
Fa-la-la-la-la, la-la-la-la
Don we now our gay apparel
Fa-la-la, la-la-la, la-la-la
Troll the ancient Yuletide carol
Fa-la-la-la-la, la--
Baby?
No! No! No! No! No!
Where do you think you're going?
Oh!
He's here. He's here!
Okay. Right.
Here we go.
Mr. Bingley. Hertfordshire Social Services.
Oh, thank you. Thank you so much for coming.
I'm in a bit of a rush,
because I've got to catch a train to London.
Okay. Right. Well, the baby is…
here…
somewhere.
Where are you?
Where's that baby gone?
Uh… Oh, dear me.
Um, baby?
Sorry. Just one moment.
Perhaps in here. Baby?
Baby? Baby!
Sorry. He's definitely here somewhere.
So, you found this baby in a manger?
Yes. He's Baby Jesus.
Baby? Baby?
Jesus? I can't see you! Jesus? Jesus, where are you?
Well, look, um,
w-- w-- why don't I just leave you to it?
Where might you be?
-Are you behind the television? -Well…
No.
If you… if you do happen to find this, uh, missing baby,
then, uh, all-- all-- all of my details are on that card.
Are you in the coal scuttle?
No.
All right, well, cheerio.
-Bye! -Oh!
Are you…?
There you are!
I've found it! I've found it!
Oh, no! No!
Oh!
He left his card.
Yes!
This is Neil. I'm now on annual leave
and won't be back in the office until January 4th.
No! No!
I've got to go! I've got to go!
Oh, I know. I'll drop you off on the way.
Oh.
What?
All right. We need a plan B.
-Hello, Hertfordshire Police. -Oh, hello. Yes.
I rang earlier about a baby,
uh, that was left behind at St. Aldwyn's School.
Sorry. Just a second.
There we go.
You put me in touch with social services, but unfortunately--
Did we give you a case number, sir?
Um, n-- n-- no.
-Let's start with your last name, then. -It's Bingley.
Sorry, I didn't catch that. Could you say that again for me?
Um, last name is B-I-N…
Hello?
Reception's not good, sir, but let's keep going.
So the name's Mr. Bin? Is that correct?
Well, it's "Bin" and then "gley."
Got it. Bin Glee.
So Bin's your first name, Mr. Glee?
Hello?
Hello? Hello?
You're coming in and out a bit, sir.
-Can you hear me now? -Yes.
Trevor Bingley. Called earlier. Found baby left at school.
-Sorry? -Also reported social services.
Now moving to new location, but still on same number.
Mr. Glee?
Will send you address soonest if I get job I'm going for.
Oh, no.
16:10 service to London Marylebone
will depart from platform two.
Two tickets to London, please.
29 Clarendon Square.
Twenty-nine…
should be…
here.
Gosh.
Right, then. Let's try and get this job.