Narrator: I suppose it all started with the snow. You see, it's a very special kind of snow. A snow to make the happy happier and the giddy even giddier. A snow to make a homecoming homier and natural enemies friends, naturally. For it was the first snow of the season. And as any child can tell you, there's a certain magic to the very first snow... zellikle Noel arifesinde yayorsa. especially when it falls on the day before Christmas. For when the first snow is also a Christmas snow, well, something wonderful is bound to happen!
Teacher: Children, back to your seats. The snow can wait. Now, now. I've hired Professor Hinkle, the magician, to entertain at today's class Christmas party, so, pay attention!
Narrator: Now, Professor Hinkle was just about the worst magician in the world.
Professor Hinkle: And so, I put the magic eggs into my hat. Abracadabra, to coin a phrase...
Professor Hinkle: And voila, the eggs have turned into... Messy, messy, messy.
Professor Hinkle: Where is that rabbit? Hocus Pocus! Where are you? Bah, the only thing this hat's good for is the trash can!
Professor Hinkle: Hey, look at the snow! It's cold and snowy! It's the best kind of snow! We're building a snowman, Karen. You make the head!
Karen: The head is the most difficult part, ask anyone! What will we call him? Should we call him Harold? Uh, Bweoorf. Nah. Christopher columbus? Oh, no. Oatmeal? Oatmeal?
Karen: How about... Frosty? Frosty? Yeah! Frosty it is. Frosty the snowman!
[Frosty the snowman, what a happy jolly soul. With a corn cob pipe and a button nose, and two eyes made out of coal.]
Frosty the snow-
Professor Hinkle: Come back here, you!
Frosty: Happy birthday!
Karen: That hat brought Frosty to life. It must be magic.
Professor Hinkle: Magic? My hat, magic?
Karen: Just look. If that hat is magic, I want it back. But it's not yours anymore! You threw it away!
Don't talk back to your elders, you naughty naughty little girl. And you, stay in there, or there will be no carrots for Christmas.
Karen: But you can't take that hat back. It brought Frosty to life. You saw it happen!
Professor Hinkle: I saw nothing of the kind.
Professor Hinkle: Quiet, I can't lose that hat if it's really got magic now! It'll make me a billionaire magician!
But we saw Frosty come to life, didn't we?
Uh-huh, we sure did.
Professor Hinkle: You silly children believe everything you see. When you're grown up you'll realize that snowman can't come to life.
Karen: But, we...
Professor Hinkle: Silly, silly, silly!
Aw, Frosty, we don't care what grown-ups say. We know you did come to life.
Karen: We know, Frosty. We just know.
Frosty the snowman, was a jolly happy soul. With a corn cob pipe and a button nose, and two eyes made out of coal.
Frosty the snowman is a fairy tale they say. He was made of snow but the children know how he came to life one day. Now, of course, the hat did belong to Frosty and the children. That part must be made very clear. Therefore, Hocus Pocus was entirely in the right in what he was about to do. Well, Hocus Pocus raced back to the children just as fast as he could.
[Hocus Pocus whistles]
Look! The hat's back. Let's see if it will make Frosty alive again.
Happy birthday! Hey, I said my first words...
But snowmen can't talk.
All right, come on now, what's the joke? Could, could I really be alive? I mean, I can make words, I can move. I can juggle, I can sweep, I can count to ten. One, two, three, four, five, nine, six, eight... Well, I can count to five.
What do you know? I'm even ticklish. In fact, I'm all living. I am alive! What a neat thing to happen to a nice guy like me.
There must have been some magic in that old silk hat they found.
For when they placed it on his head he began to dance around.
Frosty the snowman was alive as he could be and the children say he could laugh and play just the same as you and me.
Karen: What's the matter, Frosty?
Frosty: Whew, is there a thermometer around here?
Karen: Over there on the wall, why?
Frosty: Oh, I was afraid of that. The thermomter is getting red. I hate red thermometers.
'Cause when the thermometer gets all reddish, the temperature goes up. And when the temperature goes up, I start to melt. And when I start to melt... I get all wishy washy!
Then you've gotta go some place where you'll never melt.
The only place I'd never melt is the north pole.
Then we've got to get you there! Yeah, we'll take you downtown to the railroad station and put you on a train.
Great, I always wanted to see the town.
Let's make a party out of it! Let's have a parade!
Frosty the snowman knew the sun was hot that day, so he said let's run and we'll have some fun now before I melt away.
Down to the village with a broomstick in his hand, running here and there all around the square, saying catch me if you can.
Frosty: Come on, kids, follow the leader!
He led them down the streets of town right to the traffic cop, and he only paused a moment when he heard him holler stop.
[Cop blows whistle]
Stop. Stop. Stop!
All right, didn't you see that traffic light?
What's a traffic light?
Up there on the lamp post!
What's a lamp post?
Oh, you want a ticket wise guy?
I'd love one, to the north pole, please!
You've got to excuse him, sir. You see, he just came to life and he doesn't know much about such things.
Oh, well, okay, if he just came to life.
[Cop blows whistle]
That silly snowman. Once they come to life they don't know nothing.
Come to life?
We'd like a ticket to the north pole please.
Yes. The north pole?
Oh, yes ma'am.
[Bonk, Ping, Tinkle, Scrabble, Doink]
Route you by the way of Saskatchewan, Hudson Bay, Nome Alaska, the Klondike, and Aurora Borealis! Gotta make a change at Nanuk of the Northville. That'll be $3,000 and four cents, including tax.
Karen: Oh, but we don't have any money.
Ticket Man: No money!? No money, no ticket!
Frosty: Now I'll never get to the north pole.
Karen: Oh, Frosty, you just can't melt!
Oh, Karen, don't you get all slushy too.
What is it, Hocus? Out the window?
A refrigerated boxcar on a train headed north. You'll be safe there, Frosty! Come on! It's full of ice cream and frozen Christmas cakes.
What a neat way to travel!
Hurry up, Frosty, the train is pulling out!
Are you coming to the north pole, too?
I'm sure my mother won't mind, as long as I'm home in time for supper.
Frosty the snowman had to hurry on his way, but he waved goodbye saying don't cry. I'll be back again some day.
Professor Hinkle: I must get that hat back. Think, nasty, think, nasty, think nasty.
He'll be back again some day.
Now actually, a refrigerated boxcar is a splendid way to travel. Splendid that is... if one is a snowman or a furry coated rabbit. But for Karen...
[Karen's Teeth Chattering]
Are you cold, Karen?
Now that's a silly question. You wouldn't be sneezing if you weren't cold.
Well... just... just a lit... little.
Frosty realized that Karen had to get out of that car as soon as possible. So when the little freight train stopped to let an express full of happy Christmas travelers pass, Frosty took advantage of the opportunity and quickly got them all off.
Oh, you tricked me! No fair! The only thing professor Hinkle could do was make a jump for it.
[Bonk, Ping, Tinkle, Scrabble, Doink]
Frosty wanted to get as far away as he could before Hinkle woke up.
[Hocus' teeth chatter]
But the woods through which they traveled were still bitterly cold.
Hocus, I've got to get Karen all warmed up or she's a goner! I can't make a fire.
Oh boy, that's one thing I really can't do. I guess we just better keep moving until we find somebody who can.
Then suddenly they came upon a tiny glen which seemed almost magical. For it was Christmas eve and the woodland animals were all decorating for their big celebration. They knew Santa was to come that night and they wanted everything to be just right.
Hocus, speak to the animals. See if they won't all pitch in and build a fire for Karen.
The animals were delighted to help. so they found a spot away from the glen where the fire wouldn't catch on to the trees. Soon there was a spark and in almost no time a splendid fire was crackling away. Frosty was careful to stay far away from the flames.
Hocus, we've got to find someone to help Karen get home before she freezes. And me to the north pole before I melt, but who? No, not the marines. No, not the president of the United States. Oh, they were both swell ideas, but we've got to find someone nearby. Yeah, Santa Claus. That's a great idea. Why didn't I think of that before?
Hocus, you go back with the animals and when Santa comes, you bring him right here. Understand? Hurry now!
Narrator: So Frosty kept a silent vigil, waiting patiently all through the night until Santa would arrive. But suddenly...
Professor Hinkle: Oh, a campfire. Well isn't that all snug and comfy?
[Professor Hinkle blows]
Frosty: No! Don't!
Professor Hinkle: Now give me that hat or else!
Frosty: Or else what?
Professor Hinkle: Well don't bother me with details, give me that hat!
Frosty: Get on my shoulders, Karen!
Narrator: You see, Frosty, since he was made of snow himself was the fastest belly-whopper in the world. And old professor Hinkle was soon far outdistanced. And now it was Frosty's good fortune that right at the bottom of the hill was a tiny greenhouse used to grow precious tropical poinsettias for Christmas.
Frosty: It's got to be all warm and snug inside for those Christmas flowers to grow so beautiful. Let's go in.
Karen: Oh, but, but you will melt!
Frosty: Just a little. I'll only stay inside for a minute. Besides, I've been meaning to take off a little weight anyway. Whew, stay in here much longer and I'll really make a splash in the world.
Professor Hinkle: Now I've got you, and the minute you're all melted the hat will be mine!
Narrator: Santa had arrived but was he too late? Hocus explained the situation to Santa, who as you know speaks a fluent rabbit. And when they didn't find Frosty and Karen on the hill... Santa followed Frosty's path in the snow to the greenhouse. But when they got inside, a terrible sight met their eyes.
[Sad music plays]
(Very slowly) Frosty the snowman was a happy, jolly soul with a corn cob pipe and a button nose and two eyes made out of coal.
They were too late.
Santa Claus: Too late? Why, nonsense! Don't cry, Karen. Frosty's not gone for good. You see, he was made out of Christmas snow and Christmas snow can never disappear completely. Oh, it sometimes goes away for almost a year at a time and takes the form of spring and summer rain, but you can bet your boots that when a good jolly December wind kisses it, it will turn in to Christmas snow all over again!
Karen: Yes, but he was my friend.
Santa Claus: [Chuckle] Just watch.
Professor Hinkle: Wait a minute! I want that hat and I want it now!
Santa Claus: Don't you dare touch that!
Professor Hinkle: And just what are you going to do about it?
Santa Claus: If you so much as lay a finger on the brim, I'll never bring you another Christmas present as long as you live.
Professor Hinkle: Never?
Santa Claus: Never!
Professor Hinkle: No more trick cards or magic balls or...
Santa Claus: No more anything.
Professor Hinkle: Oh, that's not fair. I mean, we evil magicians have to make a living too.
Santa Claus: Now you go home and write "I am very sorry for what I did to Frosty" a hundred zillion times. And then maybe, just maybe, mind you... you'll find something in your stocking tomorrow morning.
Professor Hinkle: A new hat maybe? Oh, yes sir. Goodbye everyone. Sorry to lose and run, but I've got to get busy writing. Busy busy busy!
Santa Claus: Come on, Frosty, we're all waiting for you.
Frosty: Happy birthday!
Frosty the snowman is a fairy tale they say. He was made of snow but the children know how he came to life one day. And so Santa took Karen home and made ready to bring Frosty back to the north pole. Karen hated to say goodbye to Frosty, but as Santa promised, Frosty returned every year with the magical Christmas snow. And every year there was a great celebration with a great Christmas parade.
Thumpity thump thump thumpity thump. Look at that Frosty go. Thumpity thump thump thumpity thump. Over the hills of snow.
Frosty the snowman, was a jolly, happy soul. With a corn cob pipe and a button nose, and two eyes made out of coal. And with Frosty the snowman, Christmas was always very merry indeed. You have a merry christmas too!
Frosty the snowman had to hurry on his way, but he waved goodbye saying don't you cry.
Frosty: I'll be back on Christmas day!