One of the workers wipes down the seat; Biff takes a paper towel and wipes off Max’s face.
Biff: You’ll be okay…
Max: Sorry about your shirt and pants…
Biff: Just clothes, no big deal.
Inside the taxi cab, the driver eyes Biff.
Biff: Eh, just drive…
Ivan: Max gets motion sickness when you go to fast.
Max: And when I get jerked around a lot…
Biff: Nice to know…
Max: Ivan found that out when we went to amusement park on a school trip.
Biff: Oh really?
Max remembers that day at the amusement park, Ivan is yelling at Max.
Ivan: Why couldn’t you puke the other way? Not only is my head killing me but now I smell horrible.
Max: I’m sorry…
Ivan: The ride back to school is going to miserable…
Max: I’m really sorry big brother…
Ivan: It doesn’t matter now, damn it my head hurts.
Chris walks up to Max and wipes his face off with a napkin, she then hands him a peppermint.
Max: Thanks Chris.
Chris: You’re welcome, oh Ivan, you might want to come with me.
Ivan: All right, Max stay here.
Max: Okay!
Chris laughs in the bathroom, Ivan is shirtless with Chris dabbing his shirt with water.
Chris: So you get a headache and he gets motion sickness…
Ivan: Yeah…
Chris: You poor baby, there’s aspirin in my purse, take two of those.
Ivan: Thanks Christen…
Chris: The least I can do after you beat up that stalker…
Ivan: Heh, yeah…
Present day, Ivan rubs his head.
Ivan: She sure did take care of us that day…
Max: I wander what Chris is up to?
Biff: Probably kicking back and enjoying life.
Chris vomits in the toilet; she has tears streaming down her eyes.
Chris: I’m so miserable…
Biff shuts the trunk to the taxi; Max sits in the back waving to Ivan.
Biff: Sure you don’t want to go?
Ivan: I don’t like camping…
Biff: Suit yourself.
Max: Bye! Love you!
Ivan waves bye, the taxi drives off. Ivan goes inside the resort, he looks at the clock.
Ivan: Guess I could just gamble then go to a show…
A montage of Ivan throwing the dice, Max dog paddling, Biff smoking, and Chris sleeping with her arm covering her eyes is shown. On the calendar, it shows thirtieth of December. In the tent, Max snuggles up to Biff in the sleeping bag.
Biff: Tomorrow is New Years Eve…
Ivan: That’s going to be really fun! Too bad Chris won’t be here…
Biff: We’ll see her soon, tomorrow morning we have to pack up and see what long ears has been up too.
Max: I hope he’s been having fun! Wow, I can’t believe New Years Eve will be here!
Biff: What’s your New Years Resolution?
Max: Hmm…
Max giggles, Biff looks at him.
Biff: What?
Max: This time I want to be on top!
Biff: Heh, well if you want to before New Years…
Max: Biffy!
Max hugs Biff; Biff pats Max’s head.
Biff: You know I’m serious…
Ivan sits back in a recliner; he turns on the TV and takes a sip of his drink.
Ivan: I wonder how Max is doing… that fox better be gentle…
Biff hands a bottle of vodka to Max; Max takes a swig of it. Both of them are sweaty.
Biff: Haven’t been in that position for awhile…
Max: Wow, that was… exhausting… but fun.
Biff: Heh, guess I’ll have to watch my a** now.
Max: Hehe, surprise!
Biff: Heh, guess you get to make a new resolution.
Max: Hmm, I’ll have to think about it now… what will yours be?
Biff: I’ll take you to Alpachi where it’s just you and me.
Max: And I’ll… learn how to snowboard!
Biff: Anything else?
Max: Hehe, run naked in the snow.
Biff: Heh-heh.
New Years Eve, Max busts into the room and jumps on Ivan.
Max: Happy New Years! And guess what!
Ivan: What?
Max: I got on top this time!
Ivan gets a sweat drop; Biff walks in the door smoking a cigarette.
Biff: Not going to say anything…
Max: So what are we going to do tonight!?
Ivan: Watch the fireworks.
Max: Hooray!
Biff: Better get the vodka.
Chris wipes down the bar tops at Flaming Snowball, she sighs.
Chris: New Years Eve this place would be packed, too bad Ivan isn’t here… heh, I remember that night a year ago when he asked me why I was in such a bad mood and I told him I was on my period. Speaking of period…
Biff brings in a box of alcohol into the room, Max’s tail wags. Biff sets the box down on the table.
Max: Lots of drinkies!
Ivan: I hope you know how to bartend.
Biff: Of course I do and I got some grape soda.
Ivan: Heh, we’ll need that tomorrow.
Max: Can I have some now?
Biff: Heh-heh, you’ll fall asleep.
Max: No I won’t.
Max grabs the small bottle and reads it.
Max: Acetaminophen, Brompheniramine maleate, Dextromethorphan HBr, and Pseudoephedrine HCl? This isn't grape soda at all!
Biff: You can read that?
Ivan: If there was one area Max excelled in at school, it was in the medicine field…
Max: Acetaminophen is used for a pain reliever and fever reducer, Brompheniramine maleate for an antihistamine, Dextromethorphan HBr is a cough suppressant, and Pseudoephedrine HCl for a nasal decongestant. And when you take the right dosage you end up falling asleep.
Ivan: Why you always hand him the cup…
Max: Why would you say it’s grape soda Biffy?
Biff: Because it’s grape flavored.
Max: Works for me!
Chris walks down the snow covered street, all the businesses say closed.
Chris: The only thing opened is bars… I can’t believe even the drug stores aren’t opened. Just my luck, the time I need everyone the most everyone is out of town… Oh, Chris what are you going to do?
An older woman rattles her keys, opening up a shop.
Older Woman: Young lady, do you need something from my shop? I’m opening it for a few hours.
Chris: Oh yes! Thank you!
Ivan carries his suitcase to the doorway, Max frowns.
Max: I’ve been having so much fun, I can’t believe we have to go already…
Ivan: Well, when we get back home you’ll be able to see all your friends.
Max: Yeah! And watch my Little Mr. Meow movies!
Ivan: Eh…
Biff: I hope were up for some drinking games because I don’t know if we can take this on the plane.
Max: We should invite Toot and her friends up then!
Ivan: Hm?
Chris checks out at the register, the old woman raises an eyebrow.
Chris: Let’s hope they’re negative...
Toot and the other girls from the casino all hug Max, Biff takes a shot of vodka.
Biff: So who’s ready to party?
Toot: Bring it fox man.
Chris walks back and forth in front of the women’s bathroom.
Chris: I can’t believe I haven’t had my period yet… but I do really need to take this? Yeah… oh ******** Chris!
Biff and Toot slam down their shot glasses.
Toot: You’re a pretty cool guy for being gay.
Biff: And you’re pretty cool for being a slut.
Max: Hey, the count down is starting!
Biff: Damn, already?
Biff runs outside to the balcony, him and the rest of group start to count down from ten.
Group: Ten, nine, eight, seven, six, five, four, three, two, one! Happy New Years!
Fire works shoot off; Biff and Max share a kiss. Ivan sighs and walks back into the room.
Ivan: Wish you were here Chris…
Chris tosses the pregnancy test at the wall, she falls to the floor.
Chris: Positive…
