03x35 - The Tree Stooges Save Christmas

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♪ I saw three Chefs come sailing in ♪

♪ On Christmas Day in the morrrrning ♪

Ahhh, isn't decorating for the holidays

just the best, kids?

- Well, it sure looks like fun.

- D'aww, I know you kids to help,

but we don't want your tiny, clumsy, gross little hands

ruining Christmas now do we?

- That's fair. - Exactly.

I had our tree flown in special this year

and all of my ornaments are one of a kind.

They represent all the places I'll never get to visit

because I give you kids all my time and energy.

Oh! Time for the star!

I'll grab a ladder while you kids bask

in the majesty of my tree decorating skills.

(Heavenly music)

All: Whoaaaaaaaaaaa...

(Whirring) Flakey: That's them, Craig.

The little lumps of coal upon whom

we'll be taking our revenge!

- (Questioning grunt)

- Because they melted me last year!

So now we're gonna hit 'em where it really hurts:

Christmas.

And I have come up with the perfect plan.

We're going to destroy that Christmas tree!

(Shredder whirs)

- (Grunts)

- What?!? No!

Ohhh! What have they done?!

NOOO! That was my evil plan!

(Sighs) Guess it's back to the evil drawing board.

All: WHADDID WE DO!?

- That wood chipper does a good job.

- This is a disaster!

Everybody knows how much Chef loves Christmas.

It's the only holiday he actually gets right.

- Yeah. Every year, Chef's Christmas spirit

fills my heart with the warmth and joy of the season.

- What?! It's a Christmas Special!

I don't always have to be a jerk.

Guys, I fixed it. I fixed the tree!

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- Owen... that's a HORRIBLE TREE!

- If we don't find a new tree for Chef,

he's going to be sad. On Christmas!

- And it can't be just any tree,

we need the most perfect tree in the whole world!

- O-KAY! - Let's do it, y'all!

- I'll get my back up pants!

All: (Battle Cry) CHRISTMAS TREEEEEEE!

- But what about Chef's famous landmark ornaments?

He said they were one of a kind!

- As always, science is the answer.

- It's a shrink ray!

We can visit each landmark, shrink 'em down

and put 'em on the tree Izzy brings back.

- WO-h-h-how.

How long has that been in your pants?

And why've we never used it before?

It's super convenient!

- No time to talk; let's move!

All: (Battle Cry) ORNAMENNNNNNNNNTS!

- So all we gotta do is keep Chef in the dark

about what's going on.

- Easy peasy.

(Whispers) Unless you-know- who does you-know-what.

- What?! What about me?!

- Well, um,

how to put this delicately... you rat us out,

all the time, every time.

- That was far from delicate. And also wrong.

I can totally be trusted with this!

Flakey: Sure, wet mittens are annoying,

but not enough to ruin Christmas.

- (Crying)

- (Sighs) This is gonna be a long day.

Craig! Craig! Come on back!

I don't know, Izzy, something feels not quite Christmasy

about this tree.

- M'I pulling this down or not?!

- (Sighs) No. Duncan's right.

It's the wrong shape!

Well, the search continues.

- The juice inside these fuzzy bowling balls is yummy.

(Slurps)

- Hey Cody, what do you and reindeer have in common?

- Antlers? - Nope.

You can both FLY!

I'M A REINDEEEeeeeeerrrrrrr... (Scream echoes)

(Ding)

Harold: Behold, the goddess Libertas.

A symbol of freedom and opportunity

for immigrants arriving by sea.

- Beautiful. - Inspiring.

- I'd give anything to be her.

- She gets struck by lightning times a year.

- Never mind.

(Blasts, energy hums)

- Huh. When you shrink it down...

it's not that impressive.

- Awe man. This tree's not right either.

(Tired panting) - Ughhhhhh!

- Maybe you should decide if you like a tree

before we cut it down?

- Let's not question my methods, okay?

(Gasps) Wait! I know the PERFECT place

to get the PERFECT tree.

Ugh, why didn't I think of this before?!

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- The Pyramid of Giza!

Scientists estimate it took , workers

over years to build it.

But smart people know it was actually built by aliens.

- How often does it get hit by lightning?

- Why would I know that?!

- JUST ZAP IT!

(Blasts, energy hums)

- Ummm...

- RAHHH!

Give me toilet paper!!!

- Fool, you're made of toilet paper!

Let's go, guys.

- Truuuuuuth...

- Just stick to the story:

The other kids took the tree to the mall

to get it's picture taken with Santa.

- Chef can't question it if we all say that's what happened.

- Why are you coaching me?

I got this.

- Woo, took me awhile to find that ladder.

- WE KNOCKED YOUR TREE INTO THE WOOD CHIPPER

AND CHRISTMAS IS RUINED! - WHHHHHAAAAAAAT?!

- Don't worry, I have a plan.

- WE had a plan!

- This comprehensive presentation

will explain everything.

Question. Rules:

Are they meant to be broken? I would argue... no.

- (Sighs) Is this tattling gonna take long?

- Ahem! Please save your questions until the end.

We have a lot to get through today.

Now, as I was saying...

Harold: The CN Tower.

Leshawna: How tall is this thing?

- . meters.

Did you know the glass floor of it's observation deck

is strong enough to hold the weight

of hippopotamuses.

- What if hippos stood on it?

- It would rain hippos.

(Blasts, energy hums)

- TOILET PAPERRRRRR!!!!

- Okay, this makes no sense at all.

Sugar: Good thinking, Izzy!

For sure Santa will have a k*ller Christmas tree!

- But won't we get in trouble for stealing it?

- Nope. Cause everyone knows Santa LOVES cookies,

so I brought a plate of 'em to trade for his tree.

- (Eating sound)

Let's just take the tree.

- URGH! We've been at this for hours

and we still haven't figured out

how to ruin their Christmas.

- (Pitch grunts)

- Giving them hot cocoa without marshmallows

will, again, NOT ruin their Christmas!

STOP PITCHING THAT!

- (Deflated groan)

Izzy: This was the best idea evaaaa!

(Footsteps crunch in the snow)

- What are they doing here in the North Pole?

- (Unsure grunt) - I'VE GOT IT!

The most diabolical plot to ruin Christmas EVER!

Craig? Grab your skis.

(Maniacal laughing)

- Wow. I thought stealing from Santa would be a lot harder.

I gotta start doing this more often.

- I'm just happy we finally found the tree

that'll save Chef's Christmas!

He's gonna be all like-- (LOUD YETI ROAR)

- (Giggles) That sounds like Chef, all right.

ROARRRRRRR, I'M HAPPY!

- Izzy didn't roar. It was a... a...

(LOUD YETI ROAR)

All: YETIIIIIII!

- Quick, get on the tree! All: Ahhhhhhhh!

- HA! That stinkin' Yeti will never catch us now!

(Giggles) Uh oh.

(Electric guitar plays)

- Where's that music comin' from?

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- Aren't we in a chase? Why's he doing tricks?

- Uhmm, because he's super awesome?!

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- I guess Yeti's like to show off.

- Um, guys? Do Christmas trees have brakes?

All: WAAAAAAAAAAAA!

All: AAAHHHHHHHHHH!

- Ahh! (Thud) - Ahh! (Thud)

- Ahh! (Thud) - Ahh! (Thud)

- Ahh! Oof. All: (Pained moans)

- ...and that's how we ended up disobeying your direct orders.

I'm Courtney. I hope you've enjoyed my Ted Tattle.

(Snoring)

- HEY!

(Startle awake, groggy) - Huh? What?

Wha? - Is it Christmas yet?

- Great. I guess I have to start over now

so Chef knows what happened. - No way!

We accidentally knocked the tree in the wood chipper

so everybody left to find a new one

and replace your ornaments So our favourite teacher

isn't sad on Christmas!

- Aww. If that's not the sweetest thing I ever--

Wait. The other kids are running around unsupervised

on Christmas?

WE GOTTA FIND 'EM!

(Car screeches away)

- Okay, what's the big idea?

♪ Ta da! ♪

All: FLAKEY THE SNOWMAN?! - Who?!

- That's right! And you kids are here just in time

for the unveiling of my new evil plan!

- Pft. I'll be the judge if it's evil or not.

(Gate opens)

All: (Gasp) SANTAAAA!?!

- There will be... NO CHRISTMAS THIS YEAR!

(Maniacal laughing)

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Leshawna: This is it! The Eiffel Tower!

- Whatcha waitin' on? Hit it, Harold.

- The tower is all evacuated, right?

- Best not to think about it.

(Blasts, energy hums)

- LOOK OUT!

- Phew. That could have been bad.

- (Squirrel Sounds) All: AAAAAH!

(Squirrel Sounds)

- Hard to tell what she's saying.

I wonder if she's mad.

- If she isn't, she's gonna be.

(Car roars by)

Jude: Chef dude, we know how much Christmas means to you.

- Yeah. We're just trying to make you happy.

- By running off to chop down a tree

and shrink famous landmarks?!

(Breaks screech)

- What makes you think Izzy is here?

- Because Izzy gets a lot of crazy ideas,

so I installed tracking chips into all her hair scrunchies.

(Light beeps)

- Um, last time we barged into Santa's village

we ended up on the naughty list!

- True. But this time you're going in undercover.

- URGH! You did this last time, too.

Any other "bright" ideas?

- Nope. Let's go!

- (Sighs)

- (Laughs) Ooh, looks like Christmas came early this year.

- Then where's my stockin' fulla jerky?!

- Christmas came early FOR ME.

For the rest of the world...

it won't come at all!

All: (Gasp)

- Don't worry, kids.

All we need is a little Christmas magic to um...

Flakey: You mean this Christmas magic,

that I found in your pocket? - Awwww.

- Now the world will believe I'm Santa.

Oh and think how mad they'll be

when I tell 'em Christmas is cancelled...

FOREVER!

Because of YOU kids!

(Maniacal laughing)

- Well, kids. Guess there's no more Christmas.

Ho-ho-ho!

- How are you always jolly?

- Oh, that's just the way I talk.

I'm actually crying inside.

So, what were you all doing up north?

- We stole your tree. - Ho-ho... oh.

I like your honesty,

but you are still going on the naughty list.

- Ohhh, so I shoulda lied.

Ugh, got it: lying is better.

- Obviously. - Dang tootin'.

- Liars get presents!

I'm gonna write that on my chest in marker.

- No. No no. What I meant is..

- Lying keeps you on the good list.

- Santa said it. It's gotta be true.

- (Sigh) Let's talk about something else, like,

how to get out of here.

- ZIP IT old man, I got this!

- I drew a dolphin! (Dolphin cry)

- (Hushed) If anyone asks,

we're elves visiting from the south pole.

- Why are we visiting?! I need more backstory!

Uhhh.. 'cause we're starting a new Christmas.

YEAH! Summer Christmas.

And we came to discuss logistics.

- Ugh, weak.

Luckily I've taken improv classes.

I can make it work.

Lloyd: Um, who are you?

- We snuck in, they made me,

please don't put me on the naughty list!

Why you always gotta tattle?!

(Whistles) - Seize them!

I bet these naughty listers

are behind Santa and his tree goin' missing!

- Santa is missing?!

- Okay, I know this looks bad,

but we had nothing to do with that.

- Wait, aren't you the trouble makers from last year

who burnt all the letters to Santa

and let the reindeer get away?

- No, we're completely different people

that just look like them.

We're actually an improv troop!

For this scene we'll need an occupation

and a-CHANCE TO RUN AWAY!

Lloyd: Oh no you don't! (Beep)

All: WHAAAAAAA! OOF!

(Box whirs)

- What is this?

Jude: Aww, we're wrapped up in the spirit of Christmas.

Beth: Who knew the Greek Colosseum

was a massive petting zoo for goats.

- (Squirrel Sounds)

- Leshawna's right, let's shrink this creepy place

and get home. - On it.

(Blasts, energy hums)

- Okay! Let's head back now.

- Not yet. I want to surprise Chef with one more ornament.

The most Christmasy building of all:

Santa's house!

Duncan: (Effort grunts) Whew...

- That hole is far too small for Santa to fit through.

- But it's the exact same size as a chimney.

You fit down those. Right?

- Yes, but I need my magic dust for that.

- One of us will have to go instead.

- No-no-nooo-hohohoho,

it's too dangerous.

I couldn't let a sweet innocent child wander the arctic alone.

- Fine, we'll send Cody.

- Cody is my name.

(Grunts) Oof!

Hey, who turned off the lights?

- Doggonit, it's too shallow!

Now what?

- Maybe I can fit through the ice bars.

(Clanks)

Nope, my head is WAY too big.

- Hmm... maybe I have a few loose specs of magic

Christmas dust in my pocket to help him through.

AHHAHA!

Here you go, Cody.

(Magic whooshes) - (Kicking thud) Oof.

(Impact thud) Oof.

Cody to the rescuuuue!

Izzy: Just go get help!

- OKAY!

(Toilet flushes)

- Oh wow... that snow cone did not sit right.

Hey. Is one of you missing?!

- I don't know what you're talking about.

- We're all here.

- Unless you mean Cody who's gone off to get help

so that we can all escape and save Christmas!

Both: WHHYYYYY??!!

- That was naughty!

- Oh you rotten-- How did you-- ARGGGHHH!

CRAAAAAIG!

Find the missing kid. GO!

- (Roars)

- And HEY, No eatie. Bring backie.

- (YEAH-YEAH grunt)

- Haha! Cody might still get eaten.

- He's our only chance of rescue.

- Crud.

- (Shivering) So c-c-c-cold.

- Hey there, kid. What's the rush?

- My friends and I need help to save Christmas.

Do you have a phone? - Yeah,

but I got it wet and now it doesn't work.

But there's a pay phone right over there.

- Thank you, unicorn whale!

- I regret helping you.

(Phone rings) - My phone!

Can anyone reach it? - Got it!

(In unison) Hello?! We need help!

You need help?! Stop saying what I'm saying!

We've been captured! You're still doing it!

Chef: Gimme that!

Cody, tell me where you are! We're coming to get you!

(Whirring)

(Hushed) My car!

What in the-Ooo, never mind.

I just found a new ride.

I guess he got sick of feeding those reindeer.

- We can't steal Santa's sleigh!

- Dude. Too far.

- ZIP IT! We're taking the sled!

- (Scoffs) And people call me a goodie-two-shoes.

(Tires screech) - Don't just leave us here!

WAIIIT!

- I'm sure Santa's house is around here somewhere!

- (Squirrel Sounds) - Leshawna!

Cody: Heeelp!

- Is that Cody? - Hm, I'm not sure.

- Heeelp! A yeti is chasing me!

- Yeti? I don't see a Yeti.

(Snowmobile roars)

- We gotta save him!

- First time driving a sleigh?

- Never you mind! Keep your eyes peeled for Cody.

- There he is!

In the arms of a Yeti driving a snowmobile!

Did I just say that?

(Engine roars)

- (Giggles) The wind tickles my ears.

- Anything back there we can use to slow 'em down?

- Garbage, trash, re-gift, useless...

- Courtney, NO!

- Those gifts belong to kids all over the world!

- Oh stuff it! (Gasps) SCORE!

- Quick, pass it here!

- What kid asks for a harpoon g*n for Christmas?

- Not a kid I wanna play with.

(Harpoon whooshes)

(Engine roars)

- I saw a unicorn whale.

- Quick let's get outta here!

All: (Gasp)

- Children! Who is responsible for this?

- HE IS! The same magical winter monster from last year!

- Really, Izzy?

Just because you didn't like the socks he gave you

doesn't make him a monster. - Not him, HIM!

(All gasp)

All: Two Santas?!

Lightning: One of them's gotta be a fake!

But which one?

- Oh-ho-Santa can't tell if you're joking.

(LOUD YETI ROAR)

(Blasts, energy hums)

- Yeah... monsters are no match for science.

(SQUEAKY ROARS)

Awwww.

- When this is over, I'ma gunna carry him around

like a little critter.

- But what about the two Santas?!

- (Squirrel Sounds)

- You're right, Leshawna.

It's impossible to tell who's the real Santa.

I'll just blast them both.

- WHAAT?!!

(Blasts, energy hums)

- Okay. This could've ended better.

I gotta hand it to you kids.

This is the best tree ever.

- Flakey was a bad egg,

but he sure makes a nice decoration.

- (Angry chirping)

Hey! Let me outta here!

- Such a good boy.

- And Leshawna's happy to be the star of the show.

(Heavenly choir sings)

- Too bad about Santa.

I guess there's no Christmas this year after all.

- (Jolly) Ho ho ho!

- What'd he say?

- He said ...it's up to US to SAVE CHRISTMAS!

- All right!

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All: Merrrrrry Christmassssss!

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