A PAW Patrol Christmas (2025)

[bunniefuu]

[Sleigh bells jingling]

Get the decorations

Going to hang them

all around

Going to do some sledding

When the snow starts

falling down

Been a long time coming

And we had to wait and wait

But it's finally Christmas

We can finally celebrate

For a year we've been trying

To wait patiently

Now, it's here

There's a real electricity

Can you believe

it's finally Christmas

We waited forever

to sing this song

Can you believe

it's finally Christmas

What's up, Christmas

What took you so long

Going to bake some cookies

For a taste

of Christmas cheer

Is it any wonder

That they always disappear

Packages with ribbons

Underneath

the glowing lights

Sitting by the fire

On a cozy winter night

And when friends

come together

To laugh and share

We can send love

to everyone everywhere

Can you believe

it's finally Christmas

We waited forever

to sing this song

Can you believe

it's finally Christmas

What's up, Christmas

What took you so long

Why do we need

another Christmas

There's nothing for me

in Santa's sack

Why do we need

another Christmas

Goodbye, Christmas

and never come back

Santa Claus, it's Rubble

I don't know if you can hear

But I hope you've noticed

I've been extra nice

this year

There's a Christmas yearning

Only one thing can fulfill

So, I'm kind of begging

Can I have this laser drill

Carbon tip

and an extra two batteries

Plus the grip is titanium

Santa, please

Can you believe

it's finally Christmas

We waited forever

to sing this song

Can you believe

it's finally Christmas

What's up, Christmas

What's up, Christmas

don't forget the laser drill

What took you so long

Hey, guys. Check it out.

[Everyone laughing]

[Phone ringing]

Ryder here.

Oh, Ryder.

Thank goodness you're there.

What's wrong, Mayor Goodway?

I'm happy to report that

nothing's wrong.

But we need your help

to finish decorating

this magnificent Christmas tree

before the annual

tree-lighting festival.

As you can see,

we've run out of ladder.

I need you and the pups

to help put this very big star

at the very top of

this very tall tree.

RYDER:

We're on it.

No Christmas tree is too big.

No pup is too small.

PAW Patrol, to the Lookout.

PUPS:

Ryder needs us.

[Cheering]

Whoa!

Marshall, slow down!

[Objects clattering]

I just decked the halls

with myself.

[Everyone laughing]

[Elevator bell dinging]

PAW Patrol

ready for holiday action,

Ryder, sir.

Thanks for hustling, pups.

Mayor Goodway needs our help

to finish decorating

the Christmas tree

in the town square.

[Sighing]

I sure do love Christmas.

And I have a surprise.

All of your pup vehicles

have been decorated.

Awesome!

Woo-hoo!

[Laughing]

I'm glad you like them.

So, for this mission,

I'll need Skye.

You'll use your copter

to lift the star

to the top of the tree.

[Barking]

Let's take that star to the sky.

And Marshall.

I need you to extend

your fire truck ladder

to reach all the way up

to the top of the tree.

This pup is fired up-up-up.

And Rubble,

I need you to use your scoop

to put that star into place.

Rubble on the Christmas double.

All right.

PAW Patrol is on a roll!

[Pups barking, howling]

PAW Patrol

[Barking]

Snow, snow, snow, snow

PAW Patrol

Whoa, whoa!

Snow, snow, snow, snow

Whoa.

[Barking, howling]

Snow, snow, Skye

Snow, snow, snow,

snow, snow, snow

PAW Patrol

Snow, snow, snow, snow,

snow, snow

Whoa!

Marshall

Snow, snow, snow, snow,

snow, snow

Snow, snow, snow, snow, snow,

snow

- [Howling]

- Rubble

Snow, snow, snow, snow,

snow, snow

PAW Patrol, PAW Patrol

[Tires squealing,

engine revving]



RUBBLE:

Whoa!

That's, like, the biggest

Christmas tree in the history

of Christmas trees.

There's so much room

for presents underneath.

Santa could put the laser drill

right over there.

[Sniffing]

Or maybe there.

[Gasping] There.

So many great spots

to put a laser drill.

[Backup indicator beeping]

All right, Rubble. You're up.

Ready to roll.

Oof. Ladder me, Marshall.

[Barking] Ladder.

RUBBLE:

Whee!

[Barking] Compact shovel.

Rubble is in position, Ryder.

Great job, Marshall.

Okay, Skye. Let's top that tree.

This puppy's got to fly.

[Helicopter blades whirring]

Rubble,

the star is a little crooked.

Try moving it

a little to the left.

Your left or my left?

Your left.

Whoa! Phew.

The star is secure.

[Cheering]

Thanks to the PAW Patrol,

the town's beautiful Christmas

tree is ready for Santa.

[Applauding]

- Here, Chickaletta.

- [Clucking]

[Simple tune playing on device]

[Cheering and applause]

Ugh.

Christmas.

I can't stand Christmas.

The decorations, the singing,

the goody-two-shoes PAW Patrol

putting the star

on top of the tree.

[Yowling]

[Shouting]

Oh, what do you have

against me, Santa?

Why do you think I'm naughty?

[Yowling]

Well, I'm not naughty.

I am not, not, not naughty!

[Meowing]

[Mayor Humdinger shouting]

[Gasping]

[Guy-wires cracking]

[Ornaments clattering]

Everybody take cover!

Thank you, Rubble.

- [Screaming]

- [Barking] Net.

- Yay.

- Woo-hoo!

Got it.

[Screaming]

[Cackling]

[Humming]

Oops. I did it again.

[Snickering]

[Giggling]

SKYE: We've got to stop it

from tipping!

[Gasping]

Everybody push.

[Grunting]

[Humming]

Okay, kitties. Decision time.

Do we walk away

and let these people enjoy

their annoying little

Christmas tree?

Or do I pull that final cable,

and watch that tree

go crashing to the ground?

[Meowing]

Unhook the cable

and ruin Christmas?

- Are you sure?

- [Giggling]

Well, if you say so.

[Cackling]

Timber!

SKYE:

Uh-oh.

We can't hold it anymore.

- This tree's going down!

- Whoa!

Don't look, Chickaletta.

[Clucking]

[Thudding]

[Electricity zapping,

ornaments clattering]

[Flames crackling]

[Gasping]

Take that, Christmas!

[Laughing maniacally]

[Scat-singing]

[Flames crackling]

Marshall, put that fire out,

quick.

[Barking] Water cannon.

Oh, no. The star!

Come on. We have to save it.

[Barking] Shovel.

[Grunting]

[Water whooshing]

[Cheering]

Good work, pups.

Oh, no. Christmas is ruined.

Santa will be so disappointed.

RYDER:

Don't worry, Mayor Goodway.

We're not going to let

Santa down on our watch.

Pups, it's time to get

that tree back up.

Let's pick up this pine.

[Helicopter blades whirring]

[Barking] Hook.

[Barking] Claw.

Green means go!

Ryder, it's too heavy!

We're going to need

more pup power.

Rubble, use your bulldozer

to reinforce the trunk.

On it.

[Engine revving]

This tree isn't going anywhere.

[Helicopter blades whirring]

Okay. Let's get

those decorations back on.

- Yeah!

- Let's go.

[Barking]

Set propellers to blow.

[Engine revving]

[Barking] Ornament launcher.

Reload.

Rocky, cover that burned spot.

On it.

This string of tin cans

will look perfect.

Don't lose it. Reuse it.

[Helicopter blades whirring]

Ah! The tree's even

more beautiful than before.

Thank you, PAW Patrol.

You've saved Christmas.

[Clucking]

[Chuckling] All in a day's work,

Mayor Goodway.

[Phone ringing]

Oh, my goodness.

Santa is calling.

[Gasping] Santa?

He'll be so happy to see

what you've done with the tree.

I'm definitely getting

that laser drill now.

Oh-h*-h*!

Hello, Santa.

What perfect timing.

Isn't our Christmas tree

the most fabulous

and festive thing

you've ever seen?

[Sneezing]

It's lovely, Mayor Goodway,

but I'm afraid I won't be able

to see it in person.

I've caught a terrible cold,

and I'm stuck at home in bed.

- Oh, no!

- Huh?

Unfortunately, I won't be able

to make my Christmas trip

around the world this year.

What? No Santa?

No Santa means no presents.

And no presents means

no laser drill.

Don't you worry about us, Santa.

We'll be fine

without any presents this year.

What? Maybe some nice hot soup

will make you feel better.

Ah. Thank you for being so

understanding, Mayor Goodway.

I really think we should take

a vote on this or something.

I'm heading back to bed.

Merry... [Sneezing]

Christmas, everyone.

MAYOR HUMDINGER:

Hmm?

Santa's sick at home in bed?

Well, that means

all those presents

are just sitting there

at the North Pole.

Sitting there, waiting for me

to take them.

[Laughing maniacally]

[Snickering]

I realize

everyone is disappointed

that Santa won't be coming

this year.

But even without Santa

and his presents,

I know we can make this

a wonderful Christmas.

[Cheering]

How can it be a wonderful

Christmas without any presents?

Because, Rubble,

the true meaning of Christmas

isn't about presents.

It's about being together with

the people you love.

And I do love that,

but I also really love

the XK-DR07 laser drill

with the official carrying case,

two extra batteries,

and the limited-edition

titanium grip handle.

MAYOR GOODWAY:

Now, Rubble,

Christmas is about giving,

not receiving.

It's a little about receiving,

though.

Sure. I like giving,

but I also kind of like

receiving, too.

Mayor Goodway is right, pups.

We're going to make this

the best Christmas ever.

We don't need presents.

All we need is each other.

- Yeah!

- Yeah.

What if there's nothing

underneath the tree

We still have all our friends

and family

We'll make up stories

and we'll dance and sing

Won't have to open up

a single thing

Hearts so full of cheer

We won't even notice

There are no

Christmas presents this year

What? We'll definitely notice.

Don't need a sled

for racing down a hill

What does that have to do

with laser drills

To make a snowman,

we don't need a tool

Okay, but a laser drill

would still be pretty cool

Hearts so full of cheer

[Cackling]

We won't even notice

There are no

Christmas presents this year

RUBBLE:

Maybe you won't notice.

All our friends are here

We won't even notice

There are no

Christmas presents this year

Friends are great, but we're

talking about a laser drill!

Who needs another toy

when we can be together

Getting is lots of fun

but giving's even better

This might be the most

disappointing Christmas ever

Hearts so full of cheer

We won't even notice

There are no

Christmas presents this year

And you guys

are happy about this?

I must be missing something

So could someone

please explain to me

Exactly what

is going on here

We won't even notice

There are no

Christmas presents this year

- [Meowing]

- Listen up, kitties.

All the presents

are locked away in there.

Santa's workshop.

The only problem is,

how do we get through that wall?

It's 10 feet high.

Two feet thick.

It's solid gingerbread,

reinforced with candy canes

and icing.

Oh, if we're going to break

through that wall,

we're going to need

some kind of...

Huh?

[Gasping] ...bulldozer.

RUBBLE:

Don't worry, laser drill.

We'll find a way to be together

one day.

MAYOR HUMDINGER:

Wow! That is some drill.

A construction pup like you

must really want

a drill like that.

I do. How did you know?

Oh, just a lucky guess.

Well, it doesn't matter.

I'm never going to get it now.

Santa is sick,

and Christmas is canceled.

Uh,

funny you should mention that.

I was just on my way

to the North Pole

to bring Santa some of my famous

chicken noodle soup.

You make soup?

Of course I do. I mean, besides,

I want to cheer him up

and help him get better,

'cause, you know,

I'm such a nice guy.

Hmm.

And I was thinking, if you want,

you could help me bring it

to him.

- Go to the North Pole with you?

- Mm-hmm.

While we're up there,

I bet Santa would be

more than happy to give you

your Christmas present.

My... My laser drill?

That's right.

Your laser drill.

- Yeah.

- Hey!

Whee! [Giggling]

[Laughing]

[Gasping]

Whoa.

[Giggling]

Whee!

[Sighing]

Good night, laser drill.

Ah.

I'll do it!

Santa needs our help.

[Cackling]

Just drive the bulldozer

up the ramp,

and we're ready to go.

Remind me again:

Why we need to take my bulldozer

to the North Pole?

[Whispering] To break into

Santa's workshop

and steal all the presents.

- [Cackling]

- [Snickering]

Hmm? What was that?

Uh, because, uh...

Because it's very snowy

up there. Yes.

Very snowy.

What if the roads aren't plowed?

We could get stuck.

We might need to bulldoze

all that snow

to get this delicious

homemade soup to Santa.

I guess that makes sense.

After all, there is a lot

of snow at the North Pole.

And if it's going to help Santa,

let's do it.

Next stop, the North Pole!

[Jet engine roaring]

Hope you're hungry.

- Woo-hoo!

- Yeah.

RYDER: I've got

three short stacks, no whip,

two tall stacks, six hot tops,

two sunny side up,

and one order

of back flip flapjacks.

[Giggling]

I flip for back flip flapjacks.

- Thanks, Ryder.

- Woo-hoo!

- Mm-hmm.

- Hey.

MARSHALL:

Where's Rubble?

He never misses breakfast.

I can't believe

he's still sleeping.

I'll get him up.

Chewington? Hmm.

There's no way Rubble

would leave Chewington behind.

Uh, Ryder?

- Rubble's gone.

- Huh?

That's strange.

Let me pull up the GPS

on his collar.

This can't be right.

It looks like he's on course

to...

the North Pole?

It looks like Rubble's on

Humdinger's jet.

Humdinger? There's no way

Rubble would be with him.

Unless he's in trouble.

Pups, Rubble needs our help.

To the air patroller!

[Barking, howling]

PAW Patrol

[Blades whirring]

[Howling]

PAW Patrol ready for action,

Ryder, sir.

Robodog, to the North Pole.

Hang on, Rubble.

We're on our way.

[Jet engine roaring]

[Snoring]

[Snoring]

Good morning!

Huh? What? I wasn't sleeping.

That's good.

It would be very unsafe

to fall asleep

while you're flying a plane.

RUBBLE: I just woke up

from the most beautiful dream.

Let me guess. It was about

your drill thingy?

How did you know?

Oh, another lucky guess.

[Sighing]

I feel so much happier

than I did before,

when I thought

I wasn't going to get

a Christmas present.

Humph. No Christmas present?

That's every year for me.

- What?

- Every year,

Santa puts me on

the naughty list,

and when I wake up

Christmas morning,

there's nothing under the tree.

You're on the naughty list

every year?

Well, there was one time,

back when I was just

two years old.

That Christmas,

for the only time in my life,

there was a present

under the tree.

Ah. I remember it

like it was yesterday.

[Giggling]

The feeling of opening

that box...

Yay!

Inside was a little wooden

toy car.

I loved that little car.

It was the best

Christmas present I ever got.

[Sniffling]

It was the only

Christmas present I ever got.

Aw. Are you crying?

Yeah. You were. That's so sad.

No. I'm not crying.

You're crying.

Okay. If you say so.

Looks like

Mayor Humdinger's plane

is ahead of

that big winter storm.

We're heading straight into it.

Robodog can't fly through this.

We're going to have to

go around it.

But there's no time.

We're going to lose them.

- Ugh!

- It's too rough.

Mind if I try, Robodog?

[Barking]

This pup's got to fly.

[Engine revving]

[Blades whirring]

The storm's still blowing us

off course.

Not for long.

Hold on, pups. Rubble needs us.

Wake up, kitties.

We're almost there.

[Meowing]

Um, where's Santa's workshop?

Uh, you see that little glow

in the distance?

Way over there?

Yep. That's it.

Oh. Laser drill, here I come.



I don't understand.

Why did we land so far away

from Santa's workshop?

'Cause we don't want him to know

we're coming.

Yes. I find showing up to

someone's front door in a jet

usually spoils the surprise.

Um, what are you doing?

Me? Oh. I'm just going to back

this thing out for you.

Careful! Don't grind the...

Gears.

All under control.

[Engine revving]

But if we're out driving

in the snow for too long,

the soup will get cold.

Uh, what soup?

The soup you brought

to the North Pole

to give to Santa

so he can get better.

You know,

the reason we came here?

Oh, that soup.

Yes, yes, yes. Of course.

I almost forgot.

It's still in the c*ck.

Why don't you be a good pup

and go get it for us?

Rubble on the double.

[Laughing maniacally]

[Clattering]

Huh? No soup?

[Gasping] There's no soup!

MAYOR HUMDINGER:

See you later, Rubble!

Thanks for the bulldozer.

Ha-ha. Christmas is mine.

No, no, no!

Wait. No, stop!

Well, kitties,

we've got the bulldozer.

Now, it's time to pay Santa

a little visit.

[Laughing maniacally]

[Gasping] There it is.

We made it, kitties.

Now, should we ring the doorbell

politely?

[Meowing]

Oh! I've got a better idea.

We'll smash our way in.

[Cackling]

[Engine revving]

[Cackling]

[Laughing]

We're in.

[Laughing]

Time to collect those presents.

[Shouting]

Hmm.

Oh. Hello.

Santa?

What are you doing out of bed?

You're supposed to be sick.

I'm happy to report

I'm feeling much better.

It's a Christmas miracle.

h*-h*-h*!

The real question,

Mayor Humdinger,

is what are you doing here?

Oh, I'm here to even the score

for all those years you didn't

bring me any presents.

[Laughing]

I don't bring presents to people

on the naughty list.

Well, that's my point.

You put me on the naughty list

every year,

for no reason.

No reason? h*-h*-h*!

You're telling me

you've never taken anything

that wasn't yours?

What? I'm not allowed to borrow?

You've never cheated

at an event?

You can't expect me to follow

the rules all the time.

You've never told a lie?

This is entrapment.

Kitties, call my lawyer.

[Meowing]

Now, now. Need I go on?

Argh.

Why not try being on

your best behavior?

You might even end up

on the nice list

before you know it.

Oh, I could do that,

and spend a whole year

acting like a goody-two-shoes

in hopes that you might notice

and give me a single present.

Or I could just take

all the presents for myself.

Oh, no, you don't.

[Yelping, grunting]

[Grunting, shouting]

[Cackling]

- Humph.

- [Meowing]

Come back here!

Those presents are

for the good girls and boys.

- [Santa knocking on door]

- [Mayor Humdinger cackling]

Hey, let me out!

This is the naughtiest thing

you've ever done.

I'm adding this to my list.

Why did I do this?

How could I have trusted

Mayor Humdinger?

All to get a laser drill?

What was I thinking?

That isn't what Christmas

is about.

Like everyone was saying before,

it's about being cozy and warm

with your family and friends.

RYDER:

Rubble! Up here.

Boy, am I glad to see you!

Hang on.

We're coming to get you.

Robodog will find a safe place

to land.

[Barking]

All right, pups.

Get those parachutes ready

and set up for an air drop.

Let's hop and pop.

[Pups howling]

PAW Patrol

Snow, snow, snow, snow

Woo!

PAW Patrol

It's drop time.

Snow, snow, snow, snow

PAW Patrol

Snow, snow, snow, snow

Let's go, go, go!

Chutes, deploy.

Snow, snow, snow, snow

Snow, snow, snow,

snow, snow, snow

RUBBLE: What are you doing

at the North Pole?

We had the same question

for you.

Oh, I messed up, big time.

Mayor Humdinger's here.

He took my bulldozer

to break into Santa's workshop.

It's all my fault.

We've got to stop him.

Hop on.

- Ready?

- Ready.

Let's roll.

[Engines revving]

Well, where is it?

I can't see the sleigh

with all these reindeer

in the way.

- [Bellowing]

- Okay, now.

Get out of here.

Move it, Dasher.

Beat it, Prancer.

Out of my way, Vixen.

Time for us to make our escape,

kitties.

Now, how do you turn

this magic sleigh on?

- Ha-ha.

- [Whip cracking]

[Meowing]

[Laughing maniacally]

There we go.

Whoa!

Ooh! Oh, that'll bump up.

- [Kitties yelping]

- Didn't do it. Ooh!

- [Brakes squealing]

- Come on.

That was your fault, kitties.

[Meowing]

Ha-ha-ha!

Until next time, Santa.

Whoa!

- [Kitties yelping]

- How do you fly this thing?

Whoa!

Oh, no.

Rocky, let's get the bulldozer

back up.

Everyone else, be on high alert

for Humdinger.

He's got to be around here

somewhere.

[Engine revving]

Come on.

Thanks, Rocky.

Santa, I'm coming!

Rubble, is that you?

RUBBLE:

Whoa.

Santa?

Oh, my goodness.

I'm so happy you're here.

I don't know if you're going to

feel that way for long.

Whatever do you mean?

[Sighing]

This is all my fault, Santa.

I belong on the naughty list

for the rest of my life.

I should have known that Mayor

Humdinger was up to no good.

And it's all because I wanted

that laser drill so bad.

Oh, Rubble.

Everyone makes mistakes.

It's what's in your heart

that counts.

And I know you've got

a good heart.

Even if you did get

a little carried away

with that laser drill.

I wish I'd never even heard of

that laser drill.

Oh, don't be silly.

It's a fantastic drill.

Believe it or not,

I have one myself.

With the official carrying case,

two extra batteries...

BOTH: and the limited-edition

titanium grip handle!

PUPS:

There! Whoa.

- Huh?

- [Gasping]

- Hi, Santa.

- [Giggling]

- Did you get my letter?

- SANTA: h*-h*-h*!

Of course I got your letter,

Rocky.

Santa, your sleigh is missing

from the stable.

It looks like Mayor Humdinger

took it,

and he's heading towards

the mountain.

Oh, dear. The weather outside

is frightful,

and that sleigh is very hard

to fly.

There's no way he'll make it

over the peak of Mount Frosting.

Then we've got to get there

first.

No mountain's too big.

No pup's too small.

- Let's go.

- Yeah!

[Shouting]

Huh? Ooh.

Santa's magic sled

is full of Christmas candies.

Mmm. Mmm-mmm.

We hit the jackpot, kitties.

[Meowing]

Mmm. Huh?

Oh. Huh, huh? It won't turn.

The reins are frozen.

Oh, why does it have to be

so cold at the North Pole?

[Kitties yowling]

[Shouting]

[Screaming]

[Meowing]

Whoa!

[Meowing]

[Helicopter blades whirring]

[Ice cracking]

Help!

SKYE: [Voice echoing]

There they are.

Oh, great. The PAW Patrol.

CHASE: We're going to get you

out of here, Mayor Humdinger.

No thank you.

No rescue required.

Move along, puppies. We're fine.

- [Yelping]

- Hah!

You don't look fine.

[Shouting] Okay!

I changed my mind. Rescue us.

Hurry!

What's taking you so long?

[Harness clicking]

I want to make one thing

crystal clear, Chase.

Even though you're rescuing us,

these presents

still belong to me.

I took them, fair and square.

That's not how it works,

Mayor Humdinger.

All right, kitties.

I'm going to lift you up

on the count of three.

One,

two...

[Clicking]

three.

[Meowing]

I've got the kitties.

Nice moves.

[Sniffing] Oh, no.

My allergies.

[Sneezing]

[Yowling]

These kitties

are making me sneezy.

Oh, what is this,

some kind of circus act?

Rescue me already.

Whoa!

[Gasping]

[Grunting] Oh.

No!

Help!

I can't hang on.

Grab on.

Hold on tight.

Huh?

Ooh. Another candy.

Don't mind if I do.

Uh...

[Shouting]

Oof. [Shouting]

[Shouting continues]

[Helicopter blades whirring]

[Gasping] He's going to fall

into the ice-cold ocean.

Okay, Chase.

We're only going to get one shot

at this.

We can...

[Sneezing]

do this!

Whoa, whoa, whoa!

[Shouting]

[Shouting continues]

Oh, come on, pups.

[Shouting]

[Barking] Net.

[Shouting]

Yeah.

Yeah!

- [Cheering]

- h*-h*-h*!

That's quite a catch.

Huh?

Santa's sleigh.

It's sliding down the mountain

with all the presents on board.

We've got to stop it.

I got to make things right

and save Christmas for everyone!

[Engine revving]

If those presents fall off

that cliff into the ocean...

there will be nothing

for the children of the world

to open Christmas morning.

- [Shouting]

- [Yowling]

Hoo! That was a close one.

[Sneezing]

Mayor Humdinger,

I'm at a loss for words.

Except for

naughty, naughty, naughty.

Ugh. Crummy naughty list.

Who wants your lousy presents

anyway?

[Meowing]

[Tires grinding]

Come on. Come on.

Ugh. It's too icy.

[Gasping]

Uh-oh. I got to do something.

I will do something.

[Grunting]

[Shouting]

[Grunting]

I think he's got it.

Is it slowing down?

Come on, Rubble.

[Grunting]

[Barking] PupPack shovel.

[Gasping]

[Grunting]

[Grunting]

[Grunting continues]

Phew.

[Barking] PupPack shovel.

That was close.

[Shouting]

Whoa.

[Shouting]

Phew. I got the sleigh.

- Yeah!

- [Howling]

Yay.

My laser drill!

[Grunting]

[Grunting]

[Grunting]

Rubble, it's time to make

a choice.

Is Christmas about getting

the one present

you want more than anything,

or is Christmas about giving,

and making sure these presents

get to all the children

around the world?

[Sighing] It's about giving.

But it's so hard to let go

of something

that I've wanted for so long.

Just follow your heart, Rubble!

I'm sorry, laser drill.

This is bigger than you and me.

I've got to let you go.

This is about the true meaning

of Christmas.

Laser drill.

[Rubble grunting]

[Santa grunting, sighing]

You did a brave thing, Rubble.

You're such a good pup.

[Sniffling] Thanks, Santa.

[Giggling]

Humph.

Christmas-schmissmass.

- Way to go, buddy.

- Yeah, Rubble.

That was amazing.

Nice work.

Every child in the world

will be opening presents

in the morning thanks to you.

Aw. [Giggling] It was nothing.

I'm glad

I could help fix things.

Speaking of which,

I best get a move on,

and you pups best get home

to bed.

You know, Santa won't come

to your house

if you're not fast asleep.

Thanks for everything, Santa.

You're very welcome.

Now, let's dash away, all!

h*-h*-h*! Merry Christmas.

ALL:

Merry Christmas.

[Sleigh bells jingling]

Humph. Christmas-schmissmass.

[Meowing]

- It's Christmas morning!

- Paw-some.

[Barking, laughing]

I love Christmas.

Huh?

Hang on.

There's one more present.

"To Rubble, from Santa."

What's this?

I don't know.

Open it and find out.

- Yeah!

- What is it?

Open it.

The laser drill!

With the official carrying case,

two extra batteries,

and the limited-edition

titanium grip handle.

Awesome!

SANTA:

"Dear Rubble,

"I know how much you were

looking forward to getting

"a laser drill for Christmas.

"And since yours is currently

"at the bottom of

the Arctic Ocean,

"I wanted to give you mine.

"Thank you for everything

you've done.

Your friend, Santa."

Mmm.

This is the best Christmas ever.

[Howling, cheering]

Yeah!

CHASE:

Well, don't keep us waiting.

Let's see what that thing

can do.

Yeah. Let's drill something.

There's something

I got to do first.

Huh?

You'll see.

And when it's done,

come with me.

You're doing the right thing,

Rubble.

[Yawning]

Who's there?

Huh?

[Gasping]

Hey!

A wooden car,

just like the one I had

when I was little!

Oh, it's perfect.

I don't deserve this.

Merry Christmas,

Mayor Humdinger.

Huh?

I'm going to try my hardest

not to be on the naughty list.

[Meowing]

We wish you

a Merry Christmas

We wish you a Merry

Christmas

We wish you

a Merry Christmas

- And a Happy New Year

- [Bleating]

We wish you a Merry

Christmas

We wish you

a Merry Christmas

We wish you a Merry

Christmas

Oh, kitties, isn't Christmas

just the most wonderful time

of the year?

Meow-meow-meow

meow-meow-meow meow-meow

And a Happy New Year

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