[upbeat music plays]
[train whistle blows]
[whistle blows]
[chitters]
[Christmas music plays]
[train whistle blows]
[cheering]
[theme music plays]
Hmm.
Very interesting.
There is a definite correlation
between the construction
of a Gingerbread Man
and an Atomic reaction,
albeit a far fetched one,
but an undeniable similarity
just the same.
I'll have to remember
that the next time
I'm splitting an atom.
Now I think I'll study up
on the chemical make-up
of sugarplums.
Thank goodness for
my automatic book finder.
I just enter the name of
the book I am looking for here
and off we go!
[beeping]
Ah, here it is.
[bell rings]
[alarm blaring]
Whoa-oa!
Hold on!
I'll be right there!
Whoa!
Whoo! Whoa!
[bell rings]
[screams]
Ah! Oh!
Ah! Oh!
Oh! Ah! Oh!
Whoa!
Oh, dear!
Not good.
[yells]
Huh? Gravity
by Sir Isaac Newton.
How strangely appropriate.
[knocks loudly]
I have to stick
to lighter reading.
Hold your retro rockets,
I'm coming.
I wonder who
that could be?
[chattering teeth]
Hi, Poinzy, Merry Christ--
Why, Mr. Felix.
[chattering teeth]
What are you doing outside
on a day like today?
Stand still.
[mumbling]
I can't understand you,
Mr. Felix.
-Let's go inside.
-[glass shatters]
I'll put you somewhere
to thaw out.
[hair dryers blowing]
Boy, that was
a chilling experience.
Gee, Poinzy, nice tree.
You know, I thought
I was gonna become a
cat-sicle standing out there.
Brr.
I have just the thing
to cheer you up.
Merry Christmas, for you.
Gee, [chuckling]
I love presents!
I love to rip the wrapping off,
I-- Huh?
"Sodium Phosphate,
Potassium Nitrate
And Other Fun Chemicals."
Uh, hmm?
Thanks, Poinzy,
just what
I always wanted.
I'm glad you like it.
It's been one of my favorite
bedtime readings
since I was a mere infant.
[book crashing]
[whistling]
[barking]
My magic bag!
And here's a present
for you, Poindexter.
-[laughs]
-Really?
For me?
[laughs]
Huh? Gee, a snowball.
Very thoughtful of you,
Mr. Felix.
[laughs]
[dramatic music plays]
[Felix] You'll never hit me
with that snowball
as long as I stay here.
[chuckles]
Hmm?
[mumbling]
[laughs]
Yes, I get it.
What's he up to?
[laughs]
[chuckles]
Science at work.
Huh?
[thud]
Hey!
Gotcha, Mr. Felix.
[laughs]
Whew.
You sure did, Poinzy.
That was good.
I'm glad you have
a good sense of humor,
Mr. Felix.
Oh, I almost forgot.
Here's the real present
I brought you. Hee-hee.
Oh, my! Red glasses.
Very trendy.
They're packed with a P,
Mr. Felix.
I hope I don't make a,
uh, spectacle out of
myself wearing them..
[both laugh]
Funny, Poinzy,
but leave the jokes to me.
Rock, to quote Scrooge,
one of my favorite heroes
of all time,
"Bah humbug!"
Look at all those foolish
people frolicking around
in the snow.
Shopping, singing,
holiday cheer, blah!
Gee, that doesn't sound
that bad, Professor.
Huh?
Weren't you listening
to me, you baffoon?
No, I mean... yeah!
-[gulping]
-[munching]
[burping]
Oops, um,
'scuse me.
[laughing]
I totally agree, Professor.
Phew!
Ever since I was a child,
I have despised
this time of year.
While the other children
were getting silly toys
and goodies,
I was busy perfecting
my fiendish plans.
All that hard work
gave me fortuitive-ness
and stick-to-it-tive-ness,
and made me into the lovable,
but slightly deranged
professor that I am today.
[piano plays]
It's not easy being mean
A special gift
for being clever
A talent I do well
Since I've been
doing it forever
It's not easy being mean
I've ice water in my veins
You might like
those sunny days
I'm happy when it rains
[evil laughing]
He's as slimey
as a snake
A cranky crocodile
He's got an evil laugh
And a crooked little smile
Insane
As crazy as the moon
Beware
Take care
Or he'll send you
to the moon
[evil laughing]
It's not easy being mean
So mischievous and bright
I make things in my lab
That can give you
such a fright
It's not easy being mean
A mad scientist if you will
- Making other people shriek
-[screaming]
Gives me such a thrill
[chuckles]
He's conniving and a sneak
His word is never good
He'd sell
the Brooklyn Bridge
If he ever thought he could
He's mad
It's sad
He's shady as a fox
[all] Beware
Take care
He'll steal your
shoes and socks
Ooh
[evil laughing]
[man] Get outta here!
You're [indistinct]...
professor!
-[indistinct chatter]
-[thunder rumbling]
[owl hoots]
[thunder rumbles]
It's not easy being mean
So mischievous and bright
I make things in my lab
That can give you
such a fright
It's not easy being mean
A special gift
for being clever
A talent I do well
And I'll be doing it
forever
[evil laughs]
[thunder rumbles]
Where was I? Oh, yes.
And to show you that I haven't
completely forgotten
about all those years
of watching the other children
play in the snow,
I have decided to give them
a present of my own.
Snow, lots of snow!
So much snow that they'll
have to cancel Christmas!
[evil laughing]
Uh, yeah.
Great idea.
Uh, nice present.
Rock, I have
been following
the weather patterns
for the last month,
and everything is perfect
to engage my
Hyper-Horrible
snow-making machine.
The first ever made.
Isn't she beautiful?
Not only will this machine
bring the world to its knees,
but I can also get
the latest hockey scores.
Drats, my favorite team
just lost six to naught.
Now, where was I?
Oh, yes.
I merely load it
with my secret...
Freeze Chemic formula...
[whooshing]
...press the correct
sequence and... and--
[stalling]
Why isn't this blasted
machine working?
Huh?
Uh-oh.
Does it work now, Professor?
Yes, I figured it out, Rock.
-[engine starts]
-Don't you wish you had
my superior intellect?
Go, baby, go!
Cover them all with snow!
[wind howling]
[Professor laughs]
This is a beautiful moment,
Rock.
I could just... [indistinct]
[evil laugh]
[Poindexter] This is
the nicest tree I've ever had.
Yeah, I think
you're right, Poinzy.
I have something
to show you, Mr. Felix.
Look!
My very first
Christmas ornament.
I constructed this while
still in nursery school.
Watch this.
[upbeat electronic music plays]
[Felix] Ha-ha!
Now that's an ornament!
[reporter]
This is Hal Broker.
We interrupt this program
for a special bulletin.
The snow continues to fall
with no end in sight.
Let's cut to Steve Slalom,
our man on the street.
Steve? Steve?
Hey, Steve!
Uh, uh, yes, Hal.
Sorry I couldn't hear you
due to a severe case
of frozen ear syndrome.
As you can see,
it's snowing
all around the world!
Many are calling
this the worst
snow storm of the century!
People are making do
the best they can.
[store worker]
On sale today, ice!
Fifty cents a bag!
Ugh, it's too much snow, no?
Back to you, Hal.
My mic is frozen to my lip.
[mumbles]
Thanks, Steve.
Well, as you can see,
by the weather map,
it's still snowing.
Since this is Christmas Eve,
and there is only one day
left before Christmas,
the big question is,
"Will Santa be able to fly
in these conditions?"
Kids everywhere are waiting
to see just how Santa
will make it
through all of this.
Frisly, snow is falling
faster that we can shovel it.
You better tell Santa.
Hmm.
He ain't going to like this.
[Hal Roker] Stay tuned
to this channel
for weather updates.
We have to get to
the North Pole
to help Santa, pronto!
[Christmas tune plays]
Santa will be coming
riding in his sleigh
Filled with lots of goodies
he's got to give away
Up on the rooftop
His reindeer know the way
It's Christmas time of year
Filled with goodwill
and with cheer
It's Christmas time of year
Get ready
It's almost here
Wa-hoo, bop bop
Wa-hoo
There will be presents
by the tree all wrapped up
in a bow
Wa-hoo, bop bop
Giving is receiving,
let the good times roll
Wa-hoo, bop bop
It's going to be fun,
fun, fun
In case you didn't know
[Dance of The Suger Plum Fairy
playing]
[applause]
[rock music plays]
It's Christmas time of year
Filled with goodwill
and with cheer
It's Christmas time of year
Get ready
It's almost here
What would Christmas be
Without Santa Claus?
[record scratch]
I agree, Mr. Felix,
and I have the perfect vehicle
to take us there.
Come on, I'll show you.
[dramatic spy music]
This is my
secret laboratory.
It will take
a moment or two
to implement my advanced
security system.
[bats squealing]
[screams]
Yeesh!
After you.
There's nothing
to be afraid of.
These are my turbo-tubes
slide-a-majigs.
Let's go!
Wee-eee!
Gee, I don't know
about this.
It's dark down there--
[screams]
Ow!
Oh! Ee!
My turbo-tubes are quite
efficient, aren't they?
Ow! Ooh! Ow!
[crash]
Mr. Felix?
[groaning]
[mumbles]
Get me out of here.
[straining]
-Get this off of... me.
-[glass shatters]
Now I know what
a goldfish feels like.
Are you all right,
Mr. Felix?
Yeah, but watch
that first step,
it's a doozy.
[scanner hums]
No broken bones
or soft tissue damage.
You appear to be
in A-1 condition
with all nine lives intact.
Great, but where's
my magic bag?
[whistles]
Come on, I would like
to show you something.
Okay, as long as it's
not another turbo-tube.
This hasn't been
tested yet,
but I'm confident
that it should get us
to the North Pole in no time.
Presenting...
[machine whirs]
Oh, dear!
Gosh, this remote
is not lifting the veil.
I don't know what to do, I--
Allow me.
[dramatic triumphant music]
There she is, Mr. Felix.
Wow, nice.
What is it?
It's my little
off-road fun mobile.
Hmm. Off-road?
It looks more
like off-Earth.
Come on, there's
no time to waste,
we have to head
for the North Pole.
Santa needs us.
Hey, Poinzy,
I want to get in.
[Felix screams]
I don't have my seatbelt on!
You're gonna get a ticket!
[screams]
[laughs]
It handles better
than I thought it would.
Poindexter!
[indistinct chatter]
Hawaii is reporting
ten feet of snow.
Avalanche in Argentina.
New Jersey--
Well, oh,
just another typical
Jersey winter.
[door beeps]
[elves mutter]
Well, Frisly,
what's the damage?
It ain't good, Santa.
By our calculations,
we are now under 999 billion
mega-ton-trons of snow.
And, even if we
could get out,
the rest of the world
is reporting
very dangerous
traveling conditions.
[slurps]
In other words, boss,
[slurps]
it don't look good.
Yeah, they can't even
get out to salt the roads
Or pepper them either.
[drum sting]
What?
[solemn music plays]
But what about the children?
If this driving snow keeps up,
the reindeer won't
be able to see,
and I won't be able to deliver
their Christmas presents.
[wind howling]
Everything will
work out, Papa.
It always does.
I hope you're right, Mamma.
I hope you're right.
Oh, but it would take
a miracle to get off
the ground in this weather.
[Felix] It's a miracle
that we got off the ground
in this weather.
Where's the heat
in this thing, Poindexter?
You're not getting
cold feet on me,
are you, Mr. Felix?
Uh, Poinzy, like I said before,
leave the jokes to me.
Ah!
[beeps]
[screams]
Nice heater.
Hmm?
I'll have to readjust that
when we get back.
We should be at the North Pole
shortly.
By the way,
nice hair, Mr. Felix.
[laughs]
Whoa!
Look out!
Oops!
It appears our arrival
may be delayed somewhat.
Poinzy, what do you mean?
And why did we almost get hit
by a sh**ting star?
-[machine beeping]
-Well, I guess we're
at a higher altitude
than we really need to be.
Gee, you think?
According to my calculations,
we need to do
a slight realignment
to the directional gyros.
I've never really
tested it before now,
but stand by.
Ten, nine,
-eight--
-Hey, uh,
Santa doesn't
have all day,
Poindexter.
[Poindexter] Oh well, then,
here goes.
-Fire thrusters!
-[machine beeps]
[thrusters roar]
[Poindexter screams]
Hold on!
[both exclaiming]
[dramatic music plays]
This is even better
than I thought,
people are miserable!
They can't shop.
-They can't drive.
-[horn honking]
They can't even ski.
They've never seen
so much snow,
and for sure,
Santa will never get through
this cataclysmic episode
of barometric calamity!
[evil laugh]
Rock, Rock, where are you?
Where is he when I need him?
The oaf!
Rock, Rock!
What are you doing out there,
making snow angels?
Get back in here to work.
The snow blower
needs to be stoked
with more of my
secret freeze pellets.
Look at him!
Oh, the humiliation.
Hmm?
Perhaps Rock
is onto something.
This could be a perfect
opportunity to go outside
and wander through the streets
to witness my handiwork.
Come on, Rock,
I need your brawn
before your brain freezes
in the snow.
Huh?
Now, mush!
Uh, what's my motivation?
Hmm?
This should do the trick.
[sniffs]
Pastrami on rye?
Now you're talking.
That's it, boy.
Straight, Rock!
Come on, Rock,
get the sandwich!
Get the sandwich!
[Rock] Ow! My head.
[Professor] All right, stop.
Far enough!
-Shh!
-[baby whimpers]
Let's look inside.
Awe, ain't that nice?
Shh. Shh.
Look and listen.
[baby cooing]
[reporter] And now the latest
on the street report
from Steve Slalom.
Steve?
Steve?
Steve?
Steve!
[shivering] Okay, Hal.
Steve Slalom here
and I gotta tell ya,
it's still snowing!
There doesn't seem to be
any stopping in sight.
Snow, snow and more snow!
And still snow-word
from Santa Claus.
Hey! Where's my car?
Don't worry, kids,
Santa will find a way.
Huh?
[sighs]
Soon the whole world
will be miserable!
Just like I was
when I was a child.
[sniffing]
Mmm. Ham!
[sizzles]
Mmm.
Wha--?
Hey!
[groans]
Huh?
[groans]
Hmm?
[exclaims]
[groans]
What's the matter with you?
Let go! Let go!
No time to play around.
We have to get back
to laboratory!
I'm not playing.
Hold still.
This will hurt you
more than it will hurt me.
[Rock] I know it will.
[both] Huh?
It's Santa!
Hurray!
-[drilling]
-Hold still, I say!
Ah, yes, the tongs!
[Rock] Not the tongs!
[grunting]
[both] Santa!
Huh?
[groans]
Ah! Mommy!
Just a little...
...more!
[straining]
Ah!
-[crash]
-[both grunting]
Ow! Whoa!
Ah! Ow! Ow!
Look out below!
k*ller squirrels!
Let go of me!
Ouch! Hey!
Ow!
-[bird screeches]
-Birds!
No! [indistinct] Yeeow!
Whew!
[panting]
That was close.
I wonder where
the Professor is?
-[Professor] Look out!
-Huh?
g*ng way!
[screaming]
Oy vey!
[screaming]
I think I'm okay.
-[ice cracking]
-Then again maybe not!
Ah!
[gurgles] Help!
It did say,
"No swimming", Professor.
[Professor mumbles]
We are back on course.
That's more like it.
For a while,
I thought we were going
to have to spend
Christmas on the moon.
Speaking of the moon,
do you see what I see?
[Poindexter] It appears
that we have picked up
a lunar hitchhiker.
[moon jabbers]
Do you suppose that was...
The man in the moon?
-Nah.
-[both laugh]
I guess things will
be smoother sailing
from here on to the North Pole.
Right, Poindexter?
Well, uh, not exactly.
[rumbling]
-[alarm blaring]
-It appears that we are heading
into an unavoidable
electrical storm.
What?
[computer]
Fasten seatbelts.
An electrical storm.
What next?
[computer] Don't ask
if you really don't want
to know the answer, Cat.
I am unable to control
the pitch and roll
of our vehicle.
I'm afraid we will have to
make a crash landing.
Hmm. Crash landing?
I don't like anything
with the word "crash" in it.
I have a better idea.
What are you doing,
Mr. Felix?
Hang on.
Okay, magic bag,
do your stuff!
[Professor] A hang glider!
How ingenious!
[Felix] That looks like
a good place to land.
-Nice landing.
-Thanks!
I can always count
on my magic bag.
Where do you think
we are, Poinzy?
I don't know, Mr. Felix,
but it sure is cold
as an atom's proton.
I better insulate myself.
[beeps]
Ah, that's better.
Not bad,
but not my style.
Okay, magic bag, voila!
Hmm?
-Nice material.
-[plane buzzes]
Well, there it goes.
Two whole hours of work
building that machine,
down the drain.
I want to go home.
Don't worry, Poinzy.
Let's just head that way,
towards the Northern Lights.
My instincts tell me
that will lead us to Santa.
Call it, cat's intuition.
[wind howling]
[shivers] C-c-c-cold!
Hmm? What are they?
I don't know but they're popping
up everywhere.
[popping]
I don't like the looks of this.
We better run for it, Poinzy.
They're gaining on us!
Faster, Poindexter!
Unfortunately I am already
running at my maximum speed!
[screams]
Look, a tree!
Maybe we can climb it.
Or maybe not.
Oh, this is
quite distressing.
Stand back, Poinzy.
Going up.
[classical music plays]
Hmm. Catchy tune.
This is our stop.
Now what?
Looks like we're up a tree
without a paddle.
Yes, and it appears
we are surrounded.
What do we do,
Mr. Felix?
I'm thinking, Poindexter.
I'm thinking.
[upbeat music plays]
Here comes the boss.
Well everyone,
I'm sure you're all aware
of the weather situation.
It's really quite distressing,
and I must confess,
it looks rather bleak.
I also know that if anyone
can get through this...
[all] We can!
h*, h*, h*.
That's right,
my hard working elves.
And we've never
canceled Christmas yet,
although there's a first
time for everything.
I heard that, Santa.
[sighs]
All right,
as you were, everybody.
All right.
[slurps]
Back to work, everybody.
[alarm blares]
[bell rings]
[upbeat music plays]
[Mrs. Claus]
Now don't get upset, Papa.
Remember your blood pressure.
My dear, how can I not be upset?
The world is covered
in so much snow
and the storm doesn't appear
to be letting up.
We can't even get
the sleigh out.
Now how can I tell
all those kids
that Christmas won't
be here this year?
Oh my, and they
were so good this year, too.
Why do I always
have to get the shoveling job?
Yeah! We better get a raise
after this Christmas.
I don't know
about you, chaps,
but I don't see
how we'll ever get
out of this pickle.
Uh, spot of tea, anyone?
I have to admit it, Mamma,
I don't know what else to do.
We sure could use some help.
Boy, we sure could
use some help.
Look.
The snowballs are changing.
[bling]
Hey, what are you
guys running for?
Why are you up that tree?
We just wanted to
introduce our selves
and say hi.
We're Snow Kids!
[chuckles] I heard of snowmen,
but Snow Kids?
I hope they're as
friendly as they seem.
I'll check.
[beeping]
The reading from
my personalimeter
indicates that they are
quite hospitable.
Huh?
They're friendly,
Mr. Felix.
Let's not give them
a cool reception.
[drum snare]
Poindexter, again,
leave the comedy to me.
Hey!
Watch it!
What are you trying to do?
Hasn't anyone ever
taught you manners?
Oh, sorry.
Actually, on the contrary,
throwing snowballs
is good manners.
You see, that's a
Snow Kid's custom
for welcoming people
to our village.
It's a sign of respect.
I'd hate to see what you do
if you don't respect someone.
Anyway, I'm glad we got
the local customs
out of the way.
I'm Felix the Cat,
and this is my friend,
Poindexter.
My name is Chilly,
and this is Icy,
and that's Sleet, and Snowflake.
And what's your name?
[indistinct]
Uh, can you run
that past me again?
Oh. [laughs]
That's Zaza, Felix.
She's a little on the shy side,
but she'll thaw out eventually.
[everyone laughs]
Uh, I hate to interrupt
this repartee,
but you said village?
I don't see a village anywhere.
Well, that's because you're
not looking carefully enough.
Try to look between
the snowflakes, there.
[Poindexter] I see it!
[Felix] Me too, Poinzy.
Where's our manners,
everyone?
Let's invite our new friends
in for a snow cone.
Yeah, right!
Come on, [laughs]
let's go!
If you follow
the snowflakes
And look in-between
You'll see where we live
Is like a snowy dream
If we follow the snowflakes
We'll be home really fast
And munch a bunch
of snow cones
And have some fun at last
It's a hap-hap-happy day
Snowflakes, snowflakes
When we make friends
this way
It's a hap-hap-happy
Happy day
And we'd love
for you to stay
Yeah we'd love
for you to stay
If you follow
the snowflakes
Snowflakes, snowflakes
[Chilly] We're just in time
for the snowboard contest, look.
[rock music plays]
Snow Kids rock
Snow Kids rule
Snow Kids are cool
Snow Kids rock
Snow Kids rule
Snow Kids are cool
[rhythmic drums play]
Snow Kids rock
Snow Kids rule
Snow Kids are cool!
Snow Kids rock
Snow Kids rule
Snow Kids are cool!
[rock music continues]
Snow Kids rock
Snow Kids rule
Snow Kids are cool
Snow Kids rock
Snow Kids rule
Snow Kids are cool
Yay!
Ooh!
Snow Kids rock
Snow Kids rule
Snow Kids are cool
Snow Kids rock
Snow Kids rule
Snow Kids are cool
[cheering]
[announcer]
And the winner of
the snow board contest...
is Felix the Cat!
And that's why we're here.
We came to help save Santa
so that he can deliver
presents to kids
all over the world.
Gee, that's a great idea,
Felix.
Yeah, right.
We'll help you and Santa
any way we can, Felix.
-[cheering]
-Yeah!
Uh, wait, Felix,
there is one small problem.
What's that, Chilly?
The only way to get
to the North Pole from here
is through the Ice Forest.
Why is that
a problem, Chilly?
[all]
Because it's haunted!
[gasps]
Uh, H-Haunted Ice Forest?
That does not sound
like a very good plan to me.
Sorry, it's the only way.
It's that way.
Well, let's go.
Righty-O.
[Felix] "Haunted ice Forest,
A half a mile."
"Not to late to turn back!"
[eerie music plays]
[Felix] "Haunted ice Forest.
Enter at your own risk!
'Cause you're crazy if you do!"
[thunder rumbles]
Well, this is it.
Is everybody ready?
-Sleet?
-Ready!
Chilly?
Set!
Icy?
You bet!
Snowflake?
Okay, and so is Zaza.
Poindexter?
[yells] Poindexter!
Oh, all right.
But it is against
my better judgment.
Let's rock!
[wolf howls]
[distant voices]
[cackles]
[moans]
[hoots]
Actually this isn't that bad.
I thought it would be
much worse.
[speaking indistinctly]
[screams]
Don't be scared, Zaza,
it's only your reflection.
[rumbles]
[heavy footsteps stomping]
[distant growl]
What was that?
I have an uneasy feeling
that the Snow Kids
didn't tell us everything
about the Ice Forest
that they could have,
Mr. Felix.
If there's anything
you'd like to tell us, Sleet,
now would be a good time.
Do you know
what that was?
Oh, that's just the uh...
[coughs]
Snow monster. [coughs]
The what?
I think he said,
Snow monster!
[growls]
[roars]
Let's slide!
Huh?
[growls]
[all scream]
[grunts]
[all] Whew!
[panting]
-[roars]
-[all scream]
[Poindexter] Over there!
Looks like the way out!
Dead end.
Oh, no! Trapped!
What do we do know?
Don't worry,
this is were my magic bag
comes in handy.
[all] Wow!
Ooh! Cool!
Magic bag toboggan.
[growls] Huh?
Come on, everybody,
hop on and hold tight.
[heavy foot steps approach]
There ain't a monster I know
who can catch my magic bag
toboggan.
Here we go!
[roars]
[Felix] Yippy!
[all] Wee!
[Felix] Everybody, lean forward!
[Snow Kid] Wee!
Yeah!
[squawking]
[cheering]
[growls]
[screams]
Huh?
[whimpers]
Bye-bye.
[screams]
[sports-themed music plays]
[whistle blows]
[all exclaim]
[Chilly] Where's the brakes?
Look out!
Here we come!
-[distant screams]
-Huh?
What-- What's all that
commotion out there?
[Felix] Yeow!
[crashes]
[groans]
Look, g*ng! It's him!
It's Santa!
Why, it's Felix the Cat.
And Poindexter!
And Icy, Chilly, Sleet,
Snowflake and...
h* h* h*. Zaza.
[all] Wow!
He really does know
everybody's names.
What are you doing here?
Well, it's a long story,
Mr. Claus.
But my friends and I
are here to save you.
You're here to save me?
h* h* h*.
It looks like you're
the ones who need saving.
[whistles]
There you go.
Now come inside and get warm.
And please call me Santa.
By the way, Felix,
that's some bag you have there.
It would make a wonderful toy.
Sorry, Santa, but my magic bag
is a one-of-a-kind.
[all laugh]
All right then,
let's all go inside.
Welcome to my home.
[all] Wow!
[Felix] Gee, everything
a kid could ever dream of.
[Poindexter] A state of the art
play center.
Yep, we've got all
the latest games.
Our elves test
every game personally.
A little too much sometimes.
And over there we have
our very own sports complex.
As you can see,
the younger elves
are very contentious
about testing the equipment.
Especially the skateboards.
And this is our
toy assembly line.
The biggest and best
in the world.
Toys, toys, toys
For all the girls and boys
Toys will fill
their hearts with joy
We make them right
We make them right
We make them fast
We make them fast
We make them strong
We make them strong
So they will last
So they will last
A dolly here
A dolly here
A robot there
Roller blades
Ten million pair
Toys, toys, toys
For all the girls and boys
Toys will fill
their hearts with joy
Toys, toys, toys
Familiar and the next
Toys, don't know
which one is best
[whirring]
Of course once the toys
are finished,
we have to get them
to the children.
[beeps]
[beeping rapidly]
Which brings us
to our weather navigation
control room.
[Poindexter] Amazing!
Directions on how
to get to the home
of every kid in the world!
Very cool!
[laughs] Yes.
And from here we can also
survey the weather
from every part of the world.
And I'm sure you're all aware
of the weather problems
we face this Christmas.
I've never seen a storm
like this in all my days.
That's why we're here, Santa,
to try to help you figure out
how to get out of this mess.
Well, Felix, we sure could use
some help around here
but I don't see how you can.
Take a look at the information
coming back from our satellites
circling the Earth.
We launched the SWS...
...uh, Santa Weather Satellite,
in 1957.
It's been very reliable
ever since.
So as you can see,
the weather situation
looks hopeless.
Here's the information
you asked for, Santa.
The weather is building up
but we still can't
figure out why
or where the storm center
is originating from.
If we knew that, maybe we
could do something about it.
Hmm. Santa, do you mind if
I mix some modifications
to your weather
forecasting apparatus?
Well, I guess not.
If you think it'll help.
Don't worry, Santa,
Poindexter was born
with a laptop in his hand.
[computer]
You have email.
[Felix] Poindexter!
[Poindexter] Oh, all right.
Loading...
Locating...
[Poindexter] With some basic
trigonometric equations, Santa,
I have reprogrammed your system
to locate the source
of these disastrous
weather conditions.
Of course, your computer
is much slower
than the one I have at home,
but it should function
adequately for our purposes.
It's getting closer.
Closer.
Closer.
Still closer.
Almost there, Santa.
[keys clacking]
Closer.
Huh?
The Professor!
I should've known.
I'd hate to admit it
but you're right,
Mr. Felix.
It appears my Uncle
is up to no good again.
Santa, I think
we solved the problem.
Listen...
[Felix continues speaking
indistinctly]
Rock, my boy,
in a very short time,
Christmas will be over,
and no one will have gotten
any presents from Santa Claus.
[whirring]
Huh?
Whoa!
You numbskull!
Oops.
They should really label
those automatic hammocks better.
Don't you think, Professor?
[Professor mumbling]
Well, Felix, let's see
what that magic bag
of yours can really do.
Okay, Santa.
Here goes!
[upbeat music plays]
This ought to do the trick.
I'll take that, Felix.
[blows]
[cheering]
Thanks! You guys
can take it from here.
[motors running]
Good work, Felix.
We got the sleigh out
and the runway clear.
But that still doesn't
solve the problem
with my reindeer not
being able to see in
this blinding snow.
I've taken care of
that problem, Santa.
My little laser refracting
night vision bifocals.
And they look so cute, too.
Simply smashing.
I say that.
Well, this is it.
Looks like the kids might
get their toys after all.
[all cheering]
Come on, Snow Kids,
hop in.
You're in for the ride
of your lives.
[Elf]
Control tower to Santa.
You're cleared for takeoff,
Santa.
Taxi to runway one.
Okay. Good to go.
Hold on, everyone.
This is it.
Now, Dasher, now, Dancer.
Now, Prancer and Vixen.
On, Comet, on Cupid!
On, Donner and Blitzen!
Thanks, everybody!
We couldn't have
done it without you.
-[all cheering]
-Bye, Felix!
Well, we're off.
But I don't know how long
I can fly this sleigh
in this weather.
We should be able to rectify
that problem shortly.
The professor's lab
is right down there, Santa.
[Santa] Take her down, Donner.
Easy, Cupid.
That's it.
I say, that was a
jolly good landing, Guv.
This is good, Santa.
We'll take it from here.
Ready, Poindexter?
Ready!
[Santa] Good luck.
Up and away, Blitzen.
Steady as she goes, Prancer.
What's the password?
[sniffs]
[licks lips]
Yum! Steak!
[slurps]
[burps]
There he is!
All right, Professor,
the jig is up.
-Huh?
-Yes, Uncle.
Santa made it through,
despite your icy endeavors.
Felix? Poindexter?
But who gave you
my secret password?
How did you get in?
What's this world coming to
when a mad scientist can't
even have a secret password
to his laboratory?
That imbecile, Rock Bottom!
Yummy.
Oh, I should have known.
Never send a Rock Bottom
to do the work of
a master cylinder.
Uncle, it does
not seem logical
to waste your
formidable brainpower
on such negative activities.
I do not understand.
Understand?
No one can understand
the torment I went through
every year at this time,
all through my childhood,
until this very day.
Even as a child
I was misunderstood.
No one ever
appreciated my genius.
I was never included
in any Christmas festivities.
Did the other kids let me play
with them in the snow?
No!
Did they ever ask me
to go to Christmas caroling?
No!
Did I ever get toys
for Christmas? No!
So, I was
a little mischievous.
Does that mean I couldn't
get a bicycle?
A wagon?
A puppy?
All I got was...
Coal!
[laughs]
But the joke was on them
when I discovered
how to turn it into...
-Diamonds?
-No, cubic zirconium.
-But that's another story.
-[cat squeals]
Now I have succeeded
in making everyone else
as miserable as I've been
all these years,
with my own little brand
of festive frivolity.
The last laugh is on you,
Professor.
I'm going to put a stop
to this holiday high jinks
right now.
[Professor] Oh, really?
Yes, really.
Just watch me!
This will put
a cork in it.
Ah!
A perfect fit!
Whew!
[rumbles]
Uh-oh!
-[alarm blares]
-What's happening
to my machine?
What have you done to it?
I don't know, but I think
it's going to blow.
I suggest we vacate the premises
immediately, Uncle.
Never!
Felix has ruined
everything again!
Oh nuts!
[beeping]
[dramatic music plays]
Not again!
Ah!
Yeow!
I hope they'll
be all right.
Don't worry, they're
just going to put them
on ice for a little while.
Despite my uncle's quest
for world domination,
he's really not
all that bad.
Uh, yeah, right.
[siren blares]
Look, Professor,
we're getting a ride.
Not bad.
[mumbles]
[reporter]
Hal Broker here.
Well, it finally stopped
snowing all over the world.
Things are back to normal.
Kids everywhere are playing
with their new toys
thanks to Santa.
Merry Christmas, everyone.
Back to you, Steve.
Steve? Hey, Steve!
[groaning angrily]
Well done, Felix, Poindexter.
As soon as the snow stopped,
we were able to find the
rooftops all over the world.
And so it was a merry Christmas
after all, my friends.
And it's all thanks to you.
And for you, Felix
and Poindexter,
a small token of thanks
from all the children
of the world.
h*, h*, h*.
Great job, Felix.
I hope I see you guys
again real soon.
Geez, Zaza,
you can talk!
[laughs] She sure can,
she's been talking nonstop
all the way from the North Pole.
-Bye, Poindexter.
-Bye, Felix!
-[Santa laughing merrily]
-Merry Christmas!
Bye, Snow Kids.
Merry Christmas!
[Santa] h*, h*, h*!
Are you ready?
Wow! Look!
Remarkable.
[children laughing]
[meows]
[laughing]
[children laughing]
[harp music plays]
[Felix] Well, Poindexter,
I guess when
all is said and done
we've learned the real
meaning of Christmas.
It's about joy, peace,
and happiness.
Quite so, Mr. Felix,
quite so.
After all that's happened,
I almost forgot.
Merry Christmas.
Merry Christmas!
[both laughing]
Hut, hut, hut, hut,
hut, hut, hut, hut, hut.
Why me? I'm going to develop
and inferiority complex
if this keeps up!
[grumbling]
The food here is really cool,
professor.
[gulping]
Dolt. Numbskull.
Miscreant. Dufus.
Neanderthal. Snow brain.
Dinger brain. Airhead.
Nincompoop.
Lame brain.
Ice for brains!
Huh, what's this?
A present for me?
Maybe I am a good boy
after all. [sobs]
But who?
[Santa]
Merry Christmas, everyone!
And I mean, everyone!
-Righty, h*, h*, h*.
- Felix the Cat
-[laughing]
- The wonderful,
wonderful cat
Whenever he gets in a fix
He reaches into
his bag of tricks
Felix the Cat
The wonderful,
wonderful cat
You'll laugh so hard
your sides will ache
Your heart will
go pitter-pat
Watching Felix
The wonderful cat
[rock music plays]
Hallelujah
Christmas time is here
Hallelujah
We offer you this cheer
Jingle bells, jingle bells
Jingle in the air
Jingle bells, jingle bells
Ringing everywhere
The spirit of the season
Is spreading here and there
Let's all sing along
Ooh, aah
Hallelujah
Sing the Christmas cheer
Oh
Hallelujah
It's a joyous time
A joyous time of year
Hallelujah
Jingle bells, jingle bells
Jingle in the air
Jingle bells, jingle bells
Ringing everywhere
The spirit of the season
Is spreading here and there
Let's all sing along
Ooh, ah
La la la la
La la la la la la
La la la la
Ooh ooh
Ooh ooh ooh
Ooh ooh...
[children giggling]
[child] 'Twas the
night before Christmas
when all through the house,
not a creature was stirring,
not even a mouse.
The stockings were hung
by the chimney with care
in hopes that Saint Nicholas
soon would be there.
The children were nestled
all snug in their beds
while visions of sugar plums
danced in their heads.
And mama in her kerchief
and daddy in his cap
had just settled down
for a long winter's nap."
[child giggling]
Hallelujah
Christmas time is here
Oh!
Hallelujah
We offer you
We offer you this cheer
Oooh
Hallelujah
Christmas time is here
Ooh
Hallelujah
We offer you this cheer
Oh, oh, oh
- Hallelujah
- Hallelujah
We offer you this cheer
Oh, oh
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Felix the Cat Saves Christmas (2004)
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