Olive, The Other Reindeer (1999)

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Mmm.

♪ I love Valentine's day ♪

♪ And the fourth of July, ♪

♪ I'm a little bit sad when
Halloween has gone by, ♪

♪ I'm thankful Thanksgiving
comes around in the fall, ♪

♪ But I've always loved Christmas
the best of them all. ♪

♪ Everyday's special,
I'm not complaining, ♪

♪ But I'm always counting
the days still remaining ♪

♪ 'Til Christmas. ♪

Oh, wow!

Um?

Oh dear, its to big.

Whats the matter Rhoda?

Oh, hi Olive.

My husband and I took the kids
out to buy a Christmas tree

but their all much to big.

Too big huh?

Wait right here.

- Ah!
- Oh my.

Hear you go.

All that wonderful piney smell,

and no needles to vacuum up.

Its on me.

Merry Christmas.

Oh Olive, its perfect.

Thank you and Merry
Christmas to you.

Much obliged. Thanks Olive.

Christmas, my favorite day.

The wait almost over.
Its just hours away.

♪ Hmm mm mm mm ♪

Rolex. Genuine Rolex.

Rolex. Genuine Rolex. Ten bucks.

I didn't know Rolex
had three X’s.

Typographical error.

Factory seconds.

Genuine Rolex. Ten bucks.

I also got pen and
stationary real cheap.

Why does it all say city zoo?

I used to work their.

The office supplies were my
severance package when I eh...

Left to pursue other
opportunities.

You mean you were fired?

Fired?

Don't make me laugh.

They begged me not to go.

Now come on. Buy a watch.

Mmm? I don't know.

Okay, okay...

I'm a victim of oppressive
corporate bureaucracy.

Yeah, yeah they fired me.

I was a hard working
entrepreneur.

Smuggling in junk food,
dirty magazines.

Files hidden inside cakes.

Until a stool pigeon.

An actual stool
pigeon ratted me out.

So stand up for free enterprise!

Fight the man!

Buy a luxury timepiece. Pooch.

I'm Olive. What's your name?

Martini.

- For you Olive, nine bucks.
- Oh???

Are you selling counterfeit
watches again?

I warned you, I'll...

First of all their real Rolex's.

Second, I was giving them as a Christmas
gift to my dear old friend Olive.

Right Olive?

Uh, that's right.

Thanks Martini.

Hum, I'm watching you penguin.
Don't forget it.

Thanks for helping
me out there Olive.

Hear, Merry Christmas.

Hay, thank you.

Nine bucks.

Oh.

Where were you Olive, it's late.

It's not late it's...

Huh?

How are your dog chores coming,
did you bury any bones today?

No Tim.

Chase any cars or cats?

Fraid' not.

Did you even make a token attempt
to tear up any flower beds.

Uh-uh.

And I haven't heard any
senseless barking at all.

Woof?

I don't know how you can
call yourself a dog Olive?

Come on Tim, you know I'm
not for that silly stuff.

I've tried to be mans best friend
by being your best friend.

Haven't I?

Y-yeah well get with the program
Olive and start acting like a dog.

I'm sorry Tim.

Lets not fight at Christmas.

There's no Christmas this year.

He's known for years that
your not like other dogs.

He even teases you for
having a pet flea.

Why's he so upset
all of a sudden?

Ever since he was tiny,
Tim has loved Christmas

but he thinks theirs no
Christmas this year.

I don't know why?

Are you still gonna
give him the slippers?

Yeah, I probably should
chew them first.

Ah, what I wouldn't give
for opposable thumbs.

Hay, how bout' some music?

That might cheer ya' up.

Prescription eyewear.

Dogs, do you smell your
best when your wet?

Check out the Marzipan Shack's
Pre-Ramadan clearance sale.

- Oor?
- What is it?

High pitch sound
only I can hear.

Forget it.

Tonight on FOX, the world's
wildest mistletoe accidents.

Recapping our top story,

Santa is expected to cancel his
traditional Christmas Eve flight.

Blitzen the reindeer was
injured earlier today

during a practice flight
and won't recover in time.

Oh, no!

Santa had this to say.

h*, h*, h*. I'm not sure
if I'll have to cancel,

but it doesn't look good.

Maybe somehow,
we'll make do with

all of the other reindeer,

but if not,

Merry Christmas anyway!

Did Santa just say "Olive
the other reindeer?"

He said, "Maybe we'll make do
with all of the other reindeer,"

you silly flea.

No! He said "Olive the other
reindeer." I heard him.

Santa needs you to be the
replacement reindeer.

That's crazy.

That's why you're not interested in
chasing cars and barking like an idiot.

You're a reindeer, not a dog.

That would explain a lot, but
I just don't think so, Fido.

I'll bet Tim would rather
have you pull Santa's sleigh

than chase flower beds and
tear up cars, or whatever.

- I'm sure he would, but...
- I'm serious, Olive.

You've got to get
to the North Pole.

- But even if I.
- Olive!

Uh-oh. Here comes Tim.

I really don't want to
get yelled at again.

Hide.

Olive? I came to apologize.

What did he say?

I think he said, "I'm
ashamed of all your lies."

Oh.

You didn't do anything wrong.

Santa's not flying, and
I took it out on you.

"You always do everything wrong,
Santa's not flying and I shou.."

A trout fondue

we can still have Christmas

come on in the house. I'm
lighting the yule log,

and there's a space for you.

"You can't k*ll my Christmas.
Get out of this house.

I'm getting a new dog,
and I'm replacing you."

Olive? Are you there?

Olive!

He's gone.

Tim's getting a new dog.
He's replacing me.

I wouldn't believe it if I
hadn't heard it myself.

You were right.

I've got to get to the north
pole and pull that sleigh.

Tim seems to blame me for
Santa not flying, but

maybe I can still be his dog if I
can be Santa's other reindeer.

Now you're talking. Olive
the other reindeer!

- Hooray!
- Gotta go. I'll call you.

Bye, Fido. I love you.

Could you finish
wrapping these presents?

Oh.

- Ooh!
Unh!

Oh, no. Sorry.

Oh, that's ok, Olive.
No harm done.

Aren't you going to kick me
or spray me or something?

No, not today.

Wow, I guess you really
got the Christmas spirit.

That's right. The "no
more Christmas" spirit.

Did you hear? Santa's not flying.
He's through.

Yes, but...

At last. We're breaking
the cycle of despair.

By next year, people will have
forgotten about Christmas.

What's the matter
with Christmas?

The matter?

The matter!

♪ In the summertime ♪

♪ The delivering's so easy ♪

♪ My bag is light, and
the world is fresh ♪

♪ But by Autumn I'm
getting queasy ♪

♪ The shoulder strap
tears at my flesh ♪

♪ I'm a zombie by Thanksgiving ♪

♪ With 4 weeks' t*rture
still to come ♪

♪ This is no way
to make a living ♪

♪ Christmas?! Bah, bug and hum! ♪

♪ One flimsy little
Christmas card ♪

♪ Surely that can't
be too hard ♪

♪ But multiply it
a billion-fold ♪

♪ And see why Christmas
leaves me cold ♪

♪ Christmas?! Bah, bug and hum! ♪

Oh..

♪ They cut down
bigger, fatter logs ♪

♪ So I can bring more catalogs ♪

♪ First class, third
class, book rate, bulk ♪

♪ Is it any wonder why I sulk ♪

♪ Christmas?! Bah, bug and hum! ♪

♪ Send a friend a 2 ton gift ♪

♪ I don't mind, I love to lift ♪

♪ Especially when the
weather's freezin' ♪

♪ Oh, yes, I love the Christmas season ♪

Ahhh!

♪ Christmas?! Bah, bug and hum! ♪

♪ By now, my ligaments
are toast ♪

♪ But here it comes,
more parcel post ♪

♪ Why not splurge,
send it priority ♪

♪ What's one more pain
in my posteriority ♪

Posteriority?

♪ So here's one vote
for cancellation ♪

♪ Of all the Christmas
celebration ♪

♪ If Santa's grounded,
that's a start ♪

♪ For taking strain
off my poor heart ♪

♪ So turn around, go
back home, rover ♪

♪ As of now, Christmas is over ♪

Hate to disappoint you, but I'm going to
the North Pole to save Santa's flight.

You're not a reindeer.
You can't fly.

You can't do anything.

You wait and see.

I'll be zooming right over your
head, pulling that sleigh.

And it will be a Merry Christmas
even for you, if you let it.

Now if you'll excuse me,
I have a bus to catch.

Nobody's going to help
that lousy old Santa.

Stay away from the North Pole,
or I'll hand cancel you!

Riding or chasing?

Riding.

I need a ticket to
the North Pole.

Bus N-34 connects at Arctic
Junction boarding right now.

I'll take one ticket, please.

Make that 2 tickets.

Hi, old buddy. Can you
pay for my ticket?

No, Martini. Why don't you go
pursue other opportunities?

Come on. I'll pay
you back later.

It's Christmas. There's
no room at the inn.

Please... Olive.

This is absolutely the
last time I help you out.

- Ok.
- Hunh!

Let me go!

This dog committed mail fraud.
I'm taking her into custody.

Mail fraud, Olive?

Cool. Well, see you around.

What's all this about?

She's wanted for several
counts of mail fraud,

including, uh, licking
self-adhesive stamps and

not mailing early
for the holidays.

Martini! Help me!

Last call for bus N-34,
service to the North Pole.

Martini! I'm innocent!

I'll root for you on court TV.

Help me, Martini. I helped you.

Ah.

Yaah ah ah! Yaah!

You owe me for those pens.
Come on!

Grab my tail!

Quit wagging it.

Whoa!

No.

Nooo!

Thanks, Martini.

That postman is bad news.

Ah, don't mention it.

So how come you're going
to the North Pole?

Blitzen's hurt, so they need another
reindeer, or they can't fly.

I heard Santa on the radio saying that
he needed Olive, the other reindeer.

Huh?

Excuse me, Olive,

but Santa said, "All
of the other reindeer".

I'm afraid you just
misunderstood.

It happens all the time.

I used to think the
pledge of allegiance

was about me, Richard Stands.

It's not?

So you think Santa asked
you to pull his sleigh.

That's sweet.

I almost hate to point
out that you're a dog.

I really think I am a reindeer.

I've always been different
than other dogs,

and somebody has got
to do something,

or it won't be a very
Merry Christmas.

Well, more power to you then.

And why are you going to
the North Pole, Martini?

Well, I figure if
Christmas is canceled,

maybe I can pick
up all of Santa's

toys cheap and make
a bundle on them.

Also, I need to cool off.

Ooh, amen to that.

Hey, are you going
to the North Pole?

Oh, the North Pole
metropolitan area.

We were vacationing down here.

The 40 degree temperatures
were fun for a while, but,

whew! It will be
nice to get home.

Do you know Santa's reindeer?

Oh, sure. They're really big.

2 or 3 times bigger than you.

And they have hooves
instead of paws,

and their fur is much
thicker than yours.

And the magnificent antlers.

And they really can fly.

Well, that all may be true, but

I'm a reindeer just the same.

Listen, uh, Olive,
I'm from a zoo.

I know reindeer. I
worked with reindeer.

Reindeer were friends of mine.

You, Olive, are no reindeer.

I'm strong for my size,

and however it is
that they can fly,

magic beans or whatever.

Years of practice
plus jet packs.

I know you're all
trying to be helpful,

but sometimes in life,

you just suddenly know
exactly what to do.

Yeah, like the time
I suddenly had no

brakes going down
the mountain road.

What did you do?

Hmm, I don't remember,

but I guess it must have
turned out all right.

Maybe we should have
taken the train.

Move it, slowpoke!

Go on!

Go on!

Grrr.

You! You can run,
but you can't hide!

He's desperate to
wreck Christmas,

but I'm not going to let him.

Deliver this, punk!

Aah!

Oh-ah-ah-ha-h*-ha-h*!

See ya.

Eeah.

Grrr.

I hope that's the last of him.

Richard, how long till we
reach Arctic Junction?

]A couple of hours.

Oh.

Olive! Where, oh,
where can she be?

Oh, I was too hard on her.

Now I really ruined Christmas.

This goes under there.
Get in there tighter.

I wonder how she's doing.

So I pointed out to the
judge that technically,

it wasn't a pyramid
scheme because I had...

Arctic Junction!
Arctic Junction!

Connect here for the North Pole!

How long till that bus leaves?

Almost an hour.

We've got time to grab
some food, if you want.

- Mmm.
- Yum yum yum.

Yeah, that's better.

Grrr.

Ah.

What will you have?

The bone. Dressing
on the side, please.

I'll try the deep-fried
candy canes.

Uh, the small dead fish sampler.

Maybe I should have tried
the reindeer chow.

Here's the latest
from the North Pole.

Santa claus has scheduled a press
conference for 11 o'clock tonight.

He is expected to cancel his
flight for the first time ever.

- Aw! - Aw!
Aw! Aw!

Hey, everybody. Don't despair.

I'm Olive, and I'm going to
the North Pole to help Santa.

I'm the other reindeer.

What's the matter,

haven't you people ever seen a

small dog-like reindeer before?

Olive, Olive, Olive!

Olive.

Olive.

Ok.

You're Olive, the
other reindeer?

Santa's looking for you.
He's out in the parking lot.

He wants to give
you a flying test.

Oh, boy. My big moment.

Wish me luck, guys.

Coming, Santa!

I think the waitress likes me.

Santa?

Santa couldn't make it.

But I'll let him know
you failed the test!

Yaah!

Duh.

Grr.

Arf arf.

Why you!

Yaah!

Neither rain nor snow et cetera
will keep me from keeping you

from the North Pole
and saving Christmas!

♪ It's beginning to look
nothing like Christmas

♪ Poison mistletoe

Huh?

Dear Santa,

I hate you and I hope you
never come again. Stay home.

Love Bobby.

Hmm, that's strange.

Ooh.

Hey, don't tamper with the mail.

It's a federal offense.

But it's addressed to me.

Oh, ok then.

Great for zoo monkeys?

Hum.

Postal regulations require you
to stay put and keep quiet.

Hum...

Oh!

Hay. Hay! Stop!

Oh.

Olive.

Oh!

It was the postman, wasn't it?
We found the waitress' clothes.

How'd you get away?

It's kind of hard to explain.

Have you ever heard
of Deus ex machina?

- Denise who?
- Look it up.

But listen, we missed the bus.

You should have
gone on without me.

Ah, spare me the martyrdom.

I just called the postal service
to complain about that postman.

Guess what? I got
their voice mail.

How can we get to
the North Pole now?

That was the last bus.

I'd take you up myself, Olive,

but if I don't get back
to the depot in time,

I'll lose my job. I'm sorry.

You could always sell watches.

You might find someone in the

bar who will take you up.

We'll try it. Thanks,
Richard, for everything.

I'm rooting for you,
Olive, you other reindeer.

Merry Christmas.

And, uh, Happy Hanukkah.

Good-bye!

I'm Santa's
replacement reindeer.

I need a ride to the
North Pole so I can

help pull the sleigh
and save Christmas.

Anyone?

You don't look like no
reindeer to me, mutt.

Well, I am, and my name's Olive.

Can you fly?

Um.

Oh, sure she can fly.

She can fly like a bird.

Like the kind of birds
that fly, I mean.

Oh, really? Let's see.

Oh!

Amazing. Just what Santa needs.

Oh!

It's a miracle, we found
another flying reindeer,

and Christmas is back on again.

- Oh!
Ow!

Sorry, Arturo.

Please, just let me...

Hey, let's take her up to the
roof and see how she flies.

Ah, that's enough fellas. Ah.
We'll just leave now.

We don't want any trouble.

Oh, it's Mr. briefcase.

Let's see what you got in there.

Watch it, pal. That's
valuable merchandise.

It's mine!

Arf, arf, arf, arf, arf.

A barking reindeer,
isn't that just...

Stow it, tundra-breath!

Maybe I'm just a little
runt with no antlers,

but it looks like I'm the only one
who's trying to save Christmas.

You could at least wish me luck.

There are actually people out there
who want to cancel Christmas.

Are you on their side?

Uh. Mmm.

Throwing someone off a roof...

Is that how you want
to remember Christmas?

You must have asked
Santa for something.

Do you think you deserve
what you've asked for?

Hmm.

It's a two way street!

Santa doesn't just give you
stuff because you ask.

You have to deserve it.

I'm trying to deserve
the good things I have

and the good things I hope
I will have in the future.

If you want me to fail, then I guess
it's to late to save Christmas

it's already gone.

Come on, Martini.

A drill.
- What?

I asked Santa for a reversible,
speed, cordless, electric drill.

I'm too naughty to deserve
such a nice drill.

All right, pull
yourself together.

Let's think about this.

Olive, huh?

That's right.

I'm sorry, Olive. We're
really not such a bad bunch.

♪ When you're this far north ♪

♪ With no sunlight ♪

♪ Sometimes tempers fray ♪

♪ Life's hard enough ♪

♪ And now Santa's flight ♪

♪ It's been an awful day ♪

♪ Employment in
these latitudes ♪

♪ Depends on old Saint Nick ♪

♪ So forgive us if we
all have attitudes ♪

♪ We're up a frozen crick ♪

♪ We're not so bad ♪

♪ We're really sweet and funny ♪

♪ We're not so bad ♪

♪ 'Cept for that bunny ♪

♪ We're not so bad ♪

♪ When you walked in ♪

♪ May I be frank ♪

♪ Of course we were suspicious ♪

♪ It seemed you were
playing a nasty prank ♪

♪ That's why we got malicious ♪

♪ But we're not so bad,
we're not so fearful ♪

♪ Once you get to know us ♪

♪ We're downright cheerful ♪

♫ We're not so bad, ♫
♪ we're not so bad ♪

♫ We're not so bad ♫

♪ Now that we know you ♪

♪ If you ever come again ♪

♪ We promise not to throw you ♪

♪ We're not so bad ♪

Go on, you guys.

He can take you up
in his half-track.

Olive, Round John Virgin.

Oh, like in the
silent night song.

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

Anyway, Round John can take you
as far as the North Pole gates.

After that, you're on your own.

We'll figure out something.

I'm Blitzen's cousin Schnitzel.

Flightless, unfortunately.

It happens.

We're ready to go.

Thanks, Schnitzel.

The puffin's goin', too?

That's penguin to you, pal.

Good luck, and Merry Christmas!

Do I look like a puffin?

Tim!

Wait.

Tim.

Hey, hey, come on, Olive.

Time to wake up.

North Pole!

Time to do your thing.

Good luck, Olive.

And I'm sorry I was
such a jerk earlier.

It's ok, Round John.

You're not the only
one who's let their

emotions get the
better of them, today.

Hey, thanks for the ride.

Here, high-quality
office supplies for ya'.

Gee, city zoo envelopes!
Thanks!

Merry Christmas!

Bye Round John.

Good-bye, and good luck!

I wonder if there's a casino?

Anonymous high-ranking elves

are confirming that
Santa will shortly make

a statement, officially canceling his
traditional Christmas Eve flight.

Your reaction, little dogie?

Um, I think that maybe...

My client has no
comment at this time.

You'd better get in there.

I don't know why,

but you even got me believing
this is gonna work.

I'm Olive, the new reindeer.

I'm here to help
pull Santa's sleigh.
Olive. Olive.

No Olive on my list.

But Santa said on the
radio that he was

counting on Olive,
the other reindeer.

That's me!

I'm filling in for blitzen!

I can't let you in.

But I have to...

No.

Isn't there someone
who I could talk...

No.

Don't you even care?

Let me think... No.

No.

Now move along, or I'll
have you arrested.

And I'm warning you, the fence
is protected by alarms.

So just go back where
you came from.

But I...

Oh.

Time to think of plan B.
Humm...

While you're thinking, maybe
I'll just go use that pay phone.

Pay phone.

Yes!

Ahem.

h* h* h*.

Huh?

Aw!

Eh?

Huh?

Authorized repair center?

- Oh, we'll send a man over right away, sir.

- Oh, we'll send a man over right away, sir.
Good.

- It'll be a penguin, actually.

- It'll be a penguin, actually.
A penguin?

Oh, he'll have it
working in no time.

Fine then I'll be here till six.

Fine then I'll be here till six.
- All right, then. Good-bye.

You know, this could
be an exfoliated

carburetor or a
decaffeinated dodecahedron.

What?

Let me get out my tools.

Hum...

Oh, yes, I see.

I'll just have to
recalibrate the ah, time.

I'll need you to k*ll the alarms along
the fence for a minute, though.

What?

Well, otherwise the
electromagnetic wave will

interfere with the signals
from the satellite.

Well, all right.

It just needs the
complimentary engraving.

E-L-F, right?

I'll tell you what, I'll have
it back for you on Monday.

And I'm sorry for
the inconvenience.

Merry Christmas!

Special delivery!

More children's
letters to Santa!

Let's do the press conference, boss,
and hope for better luck next year.

There must be some
way you could go.

Can't we fly with reindeer?

I doubt we could
handle it, chief.

Maybe we shouldn't even try.

So many of the kids' letters this
year haven't been very nice.

Dear Santa,

I hate you.

Don't come to my house.

Jonny.

Boss, that's awful.
Terrible news.

"Dear Santa,

lose some weight and
get a real job."

Maybe it's time to
retire, anyway.

No!

Those letters are fake!

Santa, I know who's been
writing those letters.

They're all from a
very mean postman

who wants to wreck Christmas.

No.

Well, look at the envelopes.
No postmarks.

Hmm, that's true.

And just who might you
be, little dogie?

I'm actually not a dog.

I'm Olive, the replacement
reindeer you asked for.

I'm not quite
following you, Olive.

You say you're a reindeer?

And I asked you to come?

Right. I heard you on the radio.

We always get the crazies on
Christmas Eve. Never fails.

Well, can you fly, Olive?

Can you afford not to find out?

Well, now, if you're sure all those
mean letters aren't from real kids...

Everyone loves you, Santa.

And all over the world,
everyone is hoping you'll

fly tonight and make
their dreams come true.

I know I don't look like much,

but give me a try for all those good folks
who deserve what they've asked for.

I guess they'll understand
if you can't make it,

but Round John Virgin sure would
like that electric drill.

And my master Tim, well,

maybe he does want a better dog,

but mostly I think he
just wants Christmas.

I don't think he'll find
a better dog, Olive,

even if you are a reindeer.

Thanks for coming.

h* h* h*, people! We're flying!

- Yeah All right.
- Yea What'll I wear?

- Tell the media.
OK.

Load up the sleigh.

Comet, help Olive
here get hitched up.

I've just learned you'd
better not pout,

you'd better not cry,
you'd better not shout,

I'm telling you why.

A mysterious other reindeer has
arrived to take blitzen's place.

As of now, the
flight is on again.

I'll be darned, she
really did it.

Who's she? What's going on?

Well see um...

Earlier today...

Hoo hoo hoo!

Hum?

Grrrr.

Hmmm. Ooh!

Oh, she had a clear
sense of mission.

Cares deeply about Christmas.

Close, close friend
of mine for years.

Not not housebroken.
Not to my knowledge.

She is housebroken!

Tsch!

There you go.

By the way, where's Rudolph?

There's no Rudolph. It's just
one of those urban legends.

Sleigh's loaded. Everyone ready?

Ready! Olive, the
other reindeer, huh?

Well, why not? It's a
season of miracles.

Good luck, kid.

Oh, thanks, comet.

Santa one niner niner niner
cleared for takeoff on 22 left.

Punch it, boys!

Merry Christmas! Et
cetera, et cetera.

Go go go.

Come on! Up, up!

Wow! I'm flying!

Unorthodox style, but, hey,
whatever works for you.

You had me worried for a
minute there, though.

Are we good to go?

Comet?

h* h* h*?

I think so. Just don't
pick up any hitchhikers.

You ok, Olive?

I'm solid.

Yeah!

Yo!

Go Olive!

Ah!

Wee!

Where's my sandwich?

Yeah!

Yeah!

Yea.

There she goes.

Yeeha!

♪ Olive, the other reindeer

♪ You'll go down in history

Fine! Fly as much as you want.

You're still out of business!

'Cause this year, even
though I've been naughty,

I got all the toys!

The laws of breaking and entering, as
they pertain to Santa, are unclear.

Hum, excuse me.

Yah!

And, look, I got
another present!

I must've been extra
bad this year.

Hum... let's see.

Doll, Jack-in-the-box, eh...
Cordless drill.

Aha! Here we go!

The train set that should have
been mine when I was a kid.

That was the year Santa started
putting me on his naughty list.

He didn't cut me any slack.

So I'm not cutting
him any slack!

Old fat boy's finished!

h* h* h*!

Mmm mm, mm mmm mm.

We're only at the first
house, and I'm beat.

You want some lichen-flavored gum?
It'll perk you up.

What's this? Credit card offers?

Catalogs? Sweepstakes mailings.

Bad news, g*ng. Somehow
we got the wrong sack.

This is all junk mail!

What?

Santa, let me smell that mail.

Grr, the postman!

I knew it! Let's go!

But where?

Just head north. Sooner or
later, I'll pick up the scent.

It's getting awfully late.

This way!

Hum?

Mmm.

Hummm.

Hummm?

Eh.

Tahh!

Fish breath!

You've got Martini, too?

Oh, now you're in for it!

That's it. A little lower.

Steady.

Oh, no, you don't!

Grr.

Rrrr.

Get off me, you
jolly old busybody!

Oh!

Huh?

Ha-ha! Give back the presents!

Never! You should
have stayed home!

Bad dog! Bad dog!

Ahh! Oh!

Ah!

Ahhh!

Steady g*ng.

Hay.

Was that you or
your stunt double?

Aw, go on! Are you ok, Martini?

Shaken, but not stirred.

Anyway, all the toys are here.

Also a cordless drill.

Thanks for your help, Martini.

I'd offer you a lift in the sleigh,
but comet says no hitchhikers.

Just our luck that
you're flightless.

Hey, don't worry about me.
I'll drive home.

I mean, how hard can it be?

Plus, someone's gotta
take care of Mr. zip.

Mmm mm mm mm-mm.

Ooh!

Mmm, cardboard wings...

Time to go h*-home!

Coming!

Thanks for everything, Martini.
What will you do now?

Eh, you know, I'll do a little
loan-sharking, sell a little Amway.

Don't worry about me.

Merry Christmas, Olive.

Merry Christmas, Martini.

Ahh.

Olive, great job
getting the toys back.

But we're way behind schedule.

Any chance we could
go faster, g*ng?

Warp speed, captain!

h* h* h*!

♪ I don't have antlers,
I don't have hooves ♪

♪ How flying works
I have no clue ♪

♪ But now I've got
the reindeer moves ♪

♪ I'm a true blue
member of the crew ♪

♫ It took Olive to remind us ♫

♫ You can't give up on Christmas Eve ♫

♫ Now the trouble's all behind us ♫

♫ 'Cause Olive taught us how to believe ♫

♫ So Merry Christmas after all ♫

♫ To everybody big and small ♫

♪ I pulled the sleigh and had a ball ♪

♫ So Merry Christmas ♫

♫ After all ♫

♪ If you've got the Christmas spirit ♪

♪ Let nothing you dismay ♪

♪ You don't need springs
or wings or strings ♪

♪ To fly on Christmas day ♪

♫ So let Olive's tale remind you ♫

♫ On this Christmas Eve ♫

♫ It's all right there inside you ♫

♫ You just have to believe ♫

♫ So Merry Christmas after all ♫

♫ To everybody big and small ♫

♫ That Olive, she's a fireball ♫

♫ So Merry Christmas after all ♫

♫ Merry Christmas after all ♫

♫ To all the creatures great and small ♫

♫ Pull your sleigh and have a ball ♫

♫ So Merry Christmas ♫

♫ Merry Christmas ♫

♫ After all ♫

Hey, whoa! Whoa!

Hey, whoa! Ow!

I guess I could
deliver this stuff.

It's not as glamorous
as helping Santa.

But, there'll be trouble if the
folks can't enter their sweepstakes.

Besides, Christmas gratuities!

That's it! All done!

Excellent work, boys.

And three cheers for
Olive, the other reindeer.

- Hooray hooray.
- Hooray.

Arf arf arf!

After we get home and
relax for a while,

we usually go out for
some reindeer games.

Will you join us?

Hum... maybe.

Hey! It's my house!

Fido and Tim.

Well, think about it.

Oh no.

That arctic fog.

Olive, I'm sorry, but we're lost in
the fog. Could you smell us home?

Mrs. Claus is baking cookies.

Cookies.

Mmm, gingerbread!

degrees starboard!

Yea. Yea. Yea.

Oh my goodness.

You did it Olive!

Olive I'd be honored if you'd
call me comet the other dog.

Sure!

But first, cookies!

Yeah.

Mmm.

Oh.

Well, I gotta hand it to you,
Olive, you saved Christmas.

No, I only convinced everyone
else to do their best.

Oh, don't you be
so modest, Olive!

You were great!

And now... h* h* h*!

Presents for the
staff and crew!

Oh.

Uh, boss, from an
insurance point of view,

the jump ropes, probably
not a wise idea.

Olive, here's
something for you.

Ooo ah.

Ahh.

Thank you.

I know I'm not really a reindeer,
but I'm proud I could help anyway.

You've all been so wonderful.

I'd love to stay, but
I really must go home.

I thought so. Let me finish my
cappuccino, and I'll give you a lift.

Ah. Yeah.

- Bye Olive.
Bye

we'll miss you.
- So long.

Merry Christmas, Olive!

'Bye! I'll keep in touch!

Merry Christmas!

Look, it's Martini!
Martini, you helped
save Christmas!

We saw you on TV!

Oh, well, I hope
it was a color set.

Black and white
doesn't do me justice.

I'm pleased to offer you your
old position back, Martini.

The zoo can always find
room for an extraordinary

flightless aquatic bird who
attracts media attention.

And we've been a little short-handed
since the monkeys escaped.

Oh, it's tempting, but

I think I can get you
an even better penguin.

Mmm!

Oh.

Augh!

Oh!

Augh! Augh! Augh!...

Hum...

Olive the other saves Christmas.

Huh?

Merry Christmas, Tim!

I hope you're not
too mad at me.

Olive!

I was so worried you'd
never come back!

I'm sorry I was so mean.

Can you ever forgive me?

I was so upset about Santa

that I forgot that I had the
best dog in the whole world.

Wow! And the best
reindeer, too!

Merry Christmas, Olive!

Arf arf arf!

Good girl! Good girl!

Arf arf!

Aw, you're the best!

♪ I love Valentine's day ♪

♪ And the fourth of July, ♪

♪ I'm a little bit sad when
Halloween has gone by, ♪

♪ I'm thankful Thanksgiving
comes around in the fall, ♪

♪ But I've always loved Christmas
the best of them all. ♪

♪ Everyday's special,
I'm not complaining, ♪

♪ But I'm always counting
the days still remaining ♪

♪ 'Til Christmas. ♪