The miraculous "Weeping Babe of Brooklyn" goes missing, Sam gets a call, and my vacation goes straight to hell.
"Whoa, now little darlin', you may have work but not having a day off all year makes a man want some downtime."
"What about Sam and Suds?
"Say it slow, like this. Sal-mon suds. Fish? Detergent? Not good."
"Samantha and Suds? Sam and Sebastian?"
"Not the same ring. Admit it, Suds and Sam is perfect."
"Yeah, I suppose we are."
Sam's crazy Italian family is back, and Suds takes them on with his usual Southern charm as he navigates through the holiday season. Will they find the nativity infant in time for Christmas?
Warning: Heated scenes and loads of laughs as this detective duo makes the season bright.
