09x08 - Babies in Toyland

[bunniefuu]

[ gasps]

[ kids laughing]

[ giggling]

[ barking]

[ distant singing]

♪ If you haven't got a penny,
a ha' penny will do ♪

♪ If you haven't got a ha' penny
then God bless you ♪

♪ Christmas is coming,
the goose is getting fat... ♪

Why would you mess up cake
with green chewy things?

But you like green chewy things.

Not if they don't wiggle.

[ sucking]

[ whimpers softly]

[ whimpering]

No!

Ookie mine!

Okay, Dilly

these is Christmas
singing peoples.

They, uh, come
to your door

and sing stuff for
you at Christmas.

Huh?

[ gasps]

[ crying]

I don't think
he likes the singing
peoples, Tommy.

Uh, they do sound
kind of mad.

Dilly...
aw, Dilly...

You not apposed
to cry.

Oh, no, you guys

they're ruining Dil's
firstest Christmas.

♪ Bring us a figgy pudding

♪ Oh, bring us
a figgy pudding... ♪

[ growling playfully]

[ crying]

I don't like the sound of this.

♪ We won't stop
until we get some ♪

♪ We won't stop until
we get some... ♪

They're not going to stop
till they get some pooding.

All's we gots to do

is find them some figgies
and they'll go away.

And what if we don't
gots any, Tommy?

Then we'll, uh, give them some,
uh, buddyscotch pudding.

I think somebody's hungry.

[ crying]

Come on, kids

let's go say hello
to our Christmas carolers.

♪ Good tidings for Christmas
and a happy New Year ♪

♪ We wish you

♪ A merry Christmas

♪ We wish you a merry...

[ shouting]

All right, all right.

Bust it up!

We got something
very 'portant to do.

Hello, Angelica.

Oh, merry Christmas, Aunt Didi.

I'm being a very good girl

so that Santa will give me
lots of presents.

I couldn't tell.

Hi, Charlotte.

Is it party time already?

I thought we'd get a jump start
on the festivities.

We've even rented a limo-bus
to celebrate Stu's big night.

Yeah, I can hardly wait to see
this brilliant design work

of yours, bro.

Well, Jonathan did say

that I've done
for Christmasland

what Michelangelo
did for the Sistine Chapel.

Well, if it's anything like
our giant neon dreydel

I'm sure this will be
the Christmas party

to end all
Christmas parties.

[ electrical zapping]

Oh, please, Didi.

None of your prophecies
of doom tonight.

What Christmas stuff should
we do with Dil now, Tommy?

Good question, Lil.

Um... uh...

I don't know.

How 'bout we let him suck
our wet mittens?

Gee, Phil,
that's awful nice

but I don't think
that's exactly special.

What are you marshmallow brains
talking about?

We're trying to think
of special stuff to do

for Dil's very
firstest Christmas.

Oh, brother.

You babies can't do nothing
to make Christmas special.

Only Santa can do that.

But we was showing
Dil singing peoples.

Yeah, and we was going
to let him suck wet mittens.

There's only one thing
that makes Christmas special

and that's presents.

Lots and lots of presents!

And Santa's the only one
who gives out the good ones.

And lucky for you tinkle heads,
we're going to see him tonight.

We're going to see Santa?

And get prezzies?

Well, I know I am,
'cause I'm the one

who's been good all year.

You babies are on your own.

Out of my way!

I got to go find where
Aunt Didi hid all the cookies.

She must have been good
all the times we wasn't looking.

[ engine starting]

[ zapping]

CHAS:
Thanks for the invite,
Charlotte.

Christmas kind of snuck up
on us this year.

We haven't even had time
to decorate our tree.

Glad you could
join us.

Like I say

why do Christmas
yourself

when Mega Corp can do
it bigger and better?

And with miles
of twinkle lights

it can't get any better.

Especially if I don't
have to untangle them.

Well, I hate to brag

but this project
just might be

the future of
animatronic technology.

You kids can keep your
high-tech holiday hoopla.

In my day, all you needed
for Christmas

was Bing Crosby,
a comfy chair

and a hot cup of cocoa.

That's why I love
this romantic fool.

Easy on the cheeks,
Lulu.

CHAS:
♪ On the th day of Christmas
my true love gave to me... ♪

ALL:
♪ drummers drumming

♪ lords a-leaping

♪ Ten ladies dancing

♪ Nine pipers piping...

This doesn't close like this.

I wish I'd never gotted
potty-trained.

That's why
I'm staying

in diapies for the
rest of my lifes.

You still got that

gingy bread we've
been saving for Santa?

Yup, safe and sound.

ALL:
♪ ...In a pear tree.

They should pass a law
to shorten that song.

Maybe they could
trim it back

to just five days
of Christmas.

Good idea, Chas.

I mean, after rings of gold

does any other gift
really matter?

That's the problem
with you kids today--

always looking for shortcuts.

That song's
over years old.

Folks back then

only lived half
as long as we do

but they found time
to sing the whole song.

I see Christmasland!

Welcome to Christmasland,
everyone.

Now, please watch your step

and proceed toward
the flashing snowman.

Stu, it's magnificent.

Wow!

Real imitation elves.

Nice touch.

Looking good, Hermie.

You're too kind,
Mr. Pickles.

And may I say, you have
a lovely family.

[ shrilly]:
Let me out!

Let's get something straight.

I'm the oldest
and the smartest,

so I get to see Santa first.

Oh.
Oh.

That means I get dibs on the new
Commercial Pilot Cynthia set

and all the other good stuffs
he's giving away.

But then what's Santa
going to give Dilly?

Whatever presents
I don't want.

And you better hope
he gets something good

the first time around,
'cause if he doesn't

that drooly
brother of yours

is never going
to get another Christmas

for the rest of his lifes.

[ gasping]

Is that true, Angelica?

Yep, that's something
they teach you in preschool

but you babies wouldn't
know nothing about that.

See you.

See? You do learn
stuffs in school.

We gots to hurry
and find Santa

so we make sure Dilly gets
to have Christmas forever.

[ Dil giggles]

Doesn't really taste
like a candied cane.

Maybe we're not
apposed to eat it.

Then what's the point?

[ Angelica gasping]

There's his chair!

One flip of a switch

and you've got
the battle of the Nutcracker.

Another, you have

the little town of Bethlehem

with a real petting zoo.

BETTY:
To think we almost

passed all this up

for a quiet
Christmas Eve at home.

ANGELICA:
Santa.

Oh, Mr. Santa Claus

nice sir.

Where are you?

Okay, brace yourselves for
the pièce de résistance.

Each pavilion has
its own control

and I can go
from flurry to blizzard

with just a turn of a knob.

[ laughing]

Got to hand it
to you, bro--

this is actually good.

[ electrical zapping]

It's fine.

Happens with new circuit panels.

Hey, how about I show you
the pioneer Christmas cabin?

Mommy, what if Santa gives
all the good stuff away?

Sweetheart,
your mommy's the CEO.

Santa wouldn't dare forget to
save the best present for you.

All aboard!

You all go ahead
and take your ride.

I'll stay here with the kids
and wait for Santa.

Okay, Pop, if you insist,
but we'll be right back.

You really
don't mind

if I hop on the
Holiday Express, Lou?

'Course not.

Just meet me
under the mistletoe later

with a cup of cocoa.

Light on the marshmallows.

Oh, Lou.

[ kisses loudly]

Bye-bye.

How's about
I tell you sprouts

a story about
an old-fashioned Christmas

back before
shopping malls

and shiny aluminum
Christmas trees?

Yep, those were the days--

when people looked
out for one another

and a new pair of socks made you
about as happy as a...

[ snoring]

So, that's where Santa's hiding!

Where are you going,
Angelica?

I worked too hard
to be good this year!

I'm not losing first dibs
on all the toys.

But we want to
come with you.

Over my red body!

You babies

are staying
right here

till I gets back
with my presents.

I don't want any of your
bald heads getting in the way

of my Christmas.

But what
about Dil's Christmas?

Not my problem.

Now what do we do?

Uh, maybe we should go wait
at Santa's chair.

I mean, Santa's going to have
to sit down sometime, right?

Yeah. We might even
find good stuffs

in his seat cushies.

Hang on, guys.

My grandpa's going
to wants a snack

when he wakes up.

[ snoring]

[ spring snapping]

[ electricity crackling]

CHARLOTTE:
Oh, isn't it quaint?

Life before catering.

Ooh, it's just as I remember
from my childhood.

Look at all these clothes.

Everything's
authentic
th-century.

Same as the food.

Really?

Is that chestnut aspic?

Nah, that's just a Jell-O mold.

But wait.

There's more.

[ piano plays]

♪ There's snow on the ground

♪ And our family's
gathered round ♪

♪ When it's Christmastime
on the prairie. ♪

♪ It's the time of the year
we share with those so dear ♪

♪ It's Christmastime
on the plain... ♪

[ electricity crackling]

[ alarm beeping]

[ bells jingling]

Aha!

Santa Claus!

I've been looking
all over for you

and I was starting
to lose my impatience.

Ho-ho-ho!

Little girl.

Technically, I'm not supposed
to be out there

for another five minutes.

[ chuckles]

Well, you're here,
so let's get started.

I'd really, really love

the Cynthia -- Aircraft
with movable beverage cart

and first-class cabin,
andI want

a ZZ Bake Microwave Oven

with bubble gum-flavored
cake mix.

Uh, this isn't a good time.

Santa's a very busy man
on Christmas Eve.

I know. That's why
I'm talking fast.

I need three new Tapioca tapes,
'cause my dumb drooly cousin Dil

spit up
all over my other ones.

Oh. And I want my own bicycle
with flower training wheels

like the one you gave
Susie Carmichael last year

but Iwant a purple one.

[ chuckles]

What's your name, little girl?

Angelica.

What a pretty name.

I think it means
"little angel."

Let's see what Santa has
for you this year.

Now, close your eyes.

I'm waiting.

[ bell jingling]

Here you go.

[ toy squeaking weakly]

[ squeaking weakly]

That's it?!

You got me a moose?!

Even better
than a moose.

It's a reindeer!

A reindeer?

Its nose doesn't even glow.

You call this
a Christmas present?!

Little girl...

[ chuckles]

it's the thought that counts.

Yeah.

I'm thinking
this present stinks!

Oh, look at the time.

Oh, can't keep elves waiting.

They're short on patience.

Merry Christmas!

[ door closing]

[ laughing]

ANGELICA:
Oh, no, you don't.

Does anybody smell something?

It was the fruitcake.

[ gasps]

It's him!

Here comes Santa Claus, Dilly

and I bet he's going
to make this

your most specialest
Christmas ever.

[ babbling]

[ gasps]

Aah!

I came all the way
here to ask you nice

for the stuffs
I wanted

and all you give me
is this dumb thing?

Hey, look, kid, come on.

I'm just doing this
as a favor to my brother-in-law.

This isn't my job.

Everybody knows
that it's Santa job

to make sure nice kids like me
get every toy they want

with no 'ceptions.

You know what little girls
like you should get?

A good spanking.

[ gasps]

[ gasping]

Little girl

you can kiss your
Christmas good-bye

'cause Santy Claus
is calling it quits.

[ bleating]

Oh!

Oh!

Do you know

how hard it was for me

to be good all year?

Tommy, if Santa quitted

does that mean
we're not getting any presents?

I guess so,
Chuckie.

Oh, no.

No fair!

No prezzies?

It's even worser than that,
you guys.

That means Dil isn't going
to gets

to have another Christmas
ever again.

ANIMATRONICS:
♪ When it's Christmastime
on the prairie ♪

♪ With goodness and cheer

♪ We toast the ones so dear

[ winding down]:
♪ When it's Christmastime
on the plains... ♪

Where's everyone's
Christmas spirit?

Unfortunately,
mine's in the key of D.

How about we step
forward a few centuries

and get back to the real party?

Good idea.

I wouldn't want to miss
seeing the kids with Santa.

[ snoring]

[ Drew groaning]

Oh, no.
It's stuck!

Stuck? Coming
through.

[ groaning]

I knew it was too good
to be true.

What'd you forget this time?
Doors that unlock?

It's not the doors.

I checked them
this morning.

Oh, my!

Look at the snow!

It's got to be
six feet deep!

I can't believe it.

We're snowed in
on Christmas Eve

thanks to your stupid
snow machine.

It's not stupid.

It's just... malfunctioning.

[ squeaking]

What are you looking at?

You think I'm happy

that I'm not getting
any presents this year?

But you already got
some present, Angelica.

This?!

This dumb reindeer isn't
a real present.

Santa was supposed
to give me good toys--

things that are made
out of plastic and light up

and that you can ride on
and stuff.

[ squeaks weakly]

Now, none of us are
going to get nothing

for Christmas.

Uh, Tommy, how
about if I give
Dil my blocks

and tell him
they're from Santa?

Just ask him not
to get them too dirty

and stack them just right.

Thanks, Chuckie

but I don't think it's the same
as something from Santa.

KIMI:
You guys.

Maybe Santy's present is
still in Christmaslands.

Oh.

What do you
mean, Kimi?

Well

when Santy quitted,
he didn't take his sleigh

or his big sack of toys
or anything.

Nope.

Just tooked
a goat.

The goat tooked him,Philip.

So, that means the presents
he was going to give us

must still be here.

Hmm.

Where there's Santa,
there's a North Pole.

And where there's a North Pole

there's a workshop full of elves

making lots and lots of toys

for no one else but you and me.

Hey, guys

that sure looks
like the North Pole to me.

Huh?

Come on, let's go.

What you doing, babies?

Uh, we're going
to Santa's workstops

to get our presents.

Great idea

but you're going the wrong way.

We are?

Are you sure?

'Cause in my Christmastime
pop-up book

the North Pole looks
just like that.

That?

No.

It just looks
like the North Pole.

That's really the potties.

If you could read the signs,
you'd know.

Potties?

Let's go there first, you guys.

You don't got
some time, Fenster.

Christmasland
will close

as soon as Mommy
and Daddy come back.

If you babies want
those presents

you better go that way
into those woods.

The North Pole's just
on the other side.

You'll know it
when you see it.

Okay. If you say so.

Uh, thanks...

I think.

We'll bring something
back for you.

Yeah, like
witches' brew.

[ cooing]

Shame you're going to be
so lost

you're going to miss out
on the bestest Christmas ever.

Come on, Prancie.

[ laughs]

[ bell clangs]

[ whistle blows]

What?!

Oh.

Conflab snow is keeping
my blutater cup

from blutating.

Come on, sprouts.

Let's go find those folks
of yours.

Sprouts?

Hmm?

Ah, that Lulu--

takes the kids
and leaves me cocoa.

Now, that's a Christmas angel.

Again!

Again.

No, not Pa!

Hasn't he been through enough

in his wretched hardscrabble
life on the prairie?

I mean, someone might get hurt.

Why don't we just sit quietly
and wait for help to arrive?

That could take hours...

or days.

We'll definitely run
out of oxygen by then.

Let me out of here!

Ugh!

[ thudding]

Get a grip, Howard.

This is just terrific.

My first Christmas

as CEO of the
most successful multinational
publicly traded cooperation

and I'm being held c*ptive
by talking mannequins

at Frontier Town.

And I'm missing
the look on Dil's face

when he sees Santa Claus
for the very first time.

Well, little brother

looks like you've
managed to ruin

yet another
Christmas.

Who said Christmas
was ruined?

When life gives you lemons,
you whip up a meringue.

We've got everything we need

for a perfectly wonderful
Yuletide right here.

Sure.

Nothing but dust,
the scent of buffalo manure

and a marginally tuned piano.

But, hey, let's party.

[ gasps]

You guys, look what I found--

a giant Christmas walnut.

Who's he?

[ gasps]

I don't know...

but he doesn't look happy
to see us.

Hmm.

[ horse neighs]

Watch where you're going!

Hey, you dropped...

my new hat.

[ horns playing cheerful tune]

Oh... oh!

[ to "Joy to the World"]:
♪ Joy is the world

♪ That I have come

♪ Let earth make me
their queen... ♪

Yeah!

♪ Let everyone come bring some

♪ Presents and toys for me

♪ Presents and toys for me

♪ Zillions of presents
and toys for me! ♪

[ cricket chirping]

Let's go, Prancie.

Even our dumb babies are
a better applaudience

then these peoples.

Don't get too close, you guys.

[ clanking and whirring]

Chuckie, I think
he wants your walnut.

But this is my Christmas walnut.

Uh, maybe he just wants
to play with us.

[ screaming]

[ gasps]

Nice Mousie King...

Nice Mousie King.
Please don't hurt us.

[ gasps]

[ whimpering]

[ gasps]

Let's fight them, Tommy.

Kimi, no!

[ cooing]

Tommy!

I'll get you, Dilly!

[ laughing]

Hello there, ballet girl.

Me and Philip was wondering

if we could have your
shoes for Christmas.

I'm thinking
that's a "yes."

Thank you, ballet girl.

Take that,
cheesy breath.

And that.

Kimmer, you gots to play

with things your own size.

[ grunts]

[ gasps]

[ groaning]

[ tinkling]

A jingly bell!

CHUCKIE:
Kimi!

Tommy! Help!

Hang on, Chuckie.

LIL:
My shoe's stuck.

And, um...

That's okay.

We can share this one.

I gets to wear it first.

Never mind.

I gots the ribbie.

CHUCKIE:
Help!

Somebody gets me down
from heres!

Oh. How come
all the good stuffs

happens when
we're not looking?

[ people yelling]

People, I need you

to stay behind
the green candy canes.

I assure you that
Mega Corp is doing

everything within its power
to locate Santa Claus.

Are you saying ol' Kris
Kringle's gone AWOL?

We're hoping
it's not that serious.

Now, unless you know
where I might find Mr. Kringle

would you please step
behind the green candy canes

and keep the walkway clear?

Elf, you're looking
at a man

who has connections
to the North Pole

if you catch my snowdrift.

Are you good with kids?

Dare you to find
someone better.

Ooh.

[ yelling]

I'll get it, Chuckie.

Phil, I need
your help.

Here, hold my shoe.

[ screams]

KIMI:
Don't look down, Chuckie.

Kind of hard not to
when you're not upside up.

[ hiccups]

[ hiccuping]:
Chuck-bee?

[ screams]

[ laughing]

Huh?

Oh, my slowsuit is wrecked.

Uh, you guys...

It's not wrecked that bad.

Then how come I feel wind
back there?

Guys...

I never knew you had
Reptar undies, Chuckie.

Stop looking at my undies, Phil!

[ squeaking]

Guys, I think

all these other pirate mousies
is mad at us.

Really mad.

Let's get
out of here.

Aah!

[ gasps]

No!

[ sighs]

KIMI:
Hop on, everybody!

Kimi, we can't all
fit on that thing.

Oh, yeah, we can.

Out of my way.

Got to go.

Hurry, hurry, hurry.

♪ The holly and the ivy

♪ When they are both
full grown ♪

♪ Of all the trees
that are in the wood ♪

♪ The holly bears the crown.

[ yelling]

Prancie, we are so close
to that workshop

I can taste it.

[ gasps]

Whoa!

Hey, give me back my hat!

Sorry, Angelica.

We're kind of
in a hurry.

We got stuff to do.
Look at my new ribbie.

Where do you
snowball brains

think you're going?

You're supposed to be looking
in those woods!

Why's Angelica going
to the potties?

Maybe she
just woked up.

My grandpa always uses
the potty after his nap.

Look what else just
woked up, Tommy.

[ screams]

I don't see nothing
that looks

like Santa's
house here.

Me neeber.

[ cooing]

But Angelica
said

it was through these woods.

Angelica says
lots of things

that isn't true.

I smell something.

Sure, you eats
one piece of fruitcake.

[ sniffing]

Uh, Phil...

there's a goat
smelling your butt.

[ yells]

[ bleats]

He must want the gingy breads.

He looks losted.

We needs to bring him
to his house

so he can have Christmas

with his mommy
and daddy goats.

Gee, Lil, I want him to have
a good goat Christmas, too

but we gots to keep looking
for Santa's presents

before Christmasland closes.

What if he's Santa's goat?

Santa has reindeer,
Lillian, not goats.

Maybe he gots goats,
too, Philip.

Lil might be right.

Let's take him with us

and maybe he'll help us
find Santa's workstops.

I bet you Angelica

is going to be sorry
she missed this.

I don't think Angelica
is ever sorry.

Hey!

Ooh, look at all
this good stuff.

Great. It's stucked.

Aah, I hope the toys work better
than these doors.

Hey, elves, my reindeer and me
wants some presents.

Let us in!

[ soft squeaking]

[ squeaks]

[ yells]

Oh...

[ squeaks]

[ machinery rumbling]

Oh...

Hey, what's up with that kid?

Little girl...

Santa is not going
to be pleased

when he sees what
you did to his door.

What? It was like that.

May I ask
what you're doing here?

Um, I'm just getting
the presents

that Santa was going to
give me before he quit.

And how do you know

you were getting any
presents, pray tell?

I know 'cause I was
really good all year.

And if it wasn't for
those dumb babies

I would have been even nicer.

Is that so? Well...

let's just see if you're
on the list, then, shall we?

Name?

Angelica Pickles.

Ick.

Pickles, Pickles, Pickles.

Aha!

"Tommy Pickles.

Dil Pickles."

Just what I thought.

There's no Angelica Pickles
on this list.

What do you mean
I'm not on the list?!

Listen, elf, I've been
walking around all night

looking for this place,
and I'm not leaving here

till I get my
Christmas presents.

Well, you should have
thought about that

before you took
those extra cookies

or scared those
Christmas carolers away

or lied to your friends.

Hey, I thought only Santa
was s'posed to know

if I was
bad or good.

Santa delegates.

What does that mean?

It means I'm overworked
and underpaid.

Now, if you'll
excuse us

we have to get
back to work.

Better luck next year.

But what about
my presents?

You'll have to take that up
with my supervisor.

But I already talked to him,
and all he did

was give me
this dumb old reindeer.

Prancie?

Prancie, you're alive!

I thought
we were friends.

We are.

Then why'd you call me dumb?

I don't know.

I call lots of stuff dumb.

It's not like I mean it
or anything.

Come, Prancie.

I'll bring you
back to Santa.

Prancie, no, I'm sorry
I called you dumb.

Come back.

Why'd you tell Tommy

that if Dil didn't get
any presents

this Christmas, he never
would get another Christmas

the rest of his life, huh?

I had to say something.

He was being such
a goody-two-shoes.

I'm sorry to be the one
to tell you this, Angelica

but there's no place
in Christmasland

for kids like you.

But I want to be
in Christmasland.

♪ As Christmas elves,
we have no time ♪

♪ For children who aren't nice

♪ We give the good kids
lots of toys ♪

♪ And give the bad ones lice

♪ But if you want
to change all that ♪

♪ Then this you should obey

♪ Just treat each day
like Christmas ♪

♪ And your world's a holiday.

♪ Santa asks us every year
to fly on Christmas Eve ♪

♪ He asks my brother Rudolph

♪ But forgets my brother Steve

♪ 'Cause Steve's
the kind of reindeer ♪

♪ That will always make a fuss

♪ He's never very cheery

♪ And he's mean to all of us.

♪ Christmas isn't Christmas if
you have no friends to share ♪

♪ The joys and cheer
throughout the year ♪

♪ With happiness to spare

♪ So if you want a life of fun

♪ Then lose those bossy ways

♪ And treat each day
like Christmas ♪

♪ So your world's a holiday

♪ Treat each day like Christmas
and your world's a holiday. ♪

[ song ends]

[ cheering]

Thanks, Mr. Elf.

I promise I'll be... good.

[ door squeaking]

CHAS:
Almost ready.

Gee, I can't remember
the last time I made popcorn

without using the microwave.

Well, I can't remember the last
time I used a needle and thread.

But I have to admit it has
a certain antiquated charm.

Howard, are you sure

this cake batter
isn't too runny?

Oh, no. Runny's good.

That's the secret
of open-hearth baking.

You really know your way
around a kitchen.

He was born

for an apron, Deed,
no matter what century.

No, no, Stu.

You fold this down
and fold this part up.

See?

I may be proficient
in multiple-platform interface

but I'm just not good
at folding.

See?

It's magnificent, Stuart.

Really?

This angel is going right
to the top of our tree.

It's beautiful.

Yep, nothing like
a little fire hazard

to make a real
old-fashioned Christmas.

And there's nothing like
an old-fashioned Christmas

to show you
just what you've been missing.

I think you're right, Lulu.

If this night
has taught us anything

it's that we should learn

to take time to appreciate

the simpler things in life:
family, friends...

STU:
Fire!

[ all yelling]

[ boy sobbing]

That's okay, little fellow.

Not the first time
Santa's lap got a little wet.

[ sobbing]

Now, tell old Claus what
you want for Christmas,

'sides some rubber underpants.

Copy that
one more time.

MAN [ on walkie-talkie]:
Six babies have been spotted
riding a goat

headed towards Bethlehem. Over.

Excuse me, Santa,
I have to go wrangle a goat.

Tell you what--

just leave that
to old Santy Claus.

Elf, meet Jimmy.

But, Santa, Jimmy's damp.

Mush! Yahoo!

This doesn't look like any
picture of the North Pole

that I ever seed.

Maybe there's a hippoplatamus
here that we can take home.

[ goat bleats]

You guys--

hurry!

[ bleats]

Oh...

a baby.

He looks kind of cold
in that diapie.

Why are all these peoples
watching him?

Maybe he just spit up.

Or maybe they're hoping

he gets a special
first Christmas, too.

Too bad
Santa quitted.

You mean, this baby won't gets
no more Christmases neither?

I don't think so, Chuckie.

Poor baby, gots to sleep
in itchy hay.

I sorry Santa isn't going
to bring you prezzies.

But you can have my ribbie.

And my shoe.

And my jingly.

Okay, you can have my giant
Christmas walnut, too.

Tommy.

I think Dil wants you
to have his hat.

He's smiling.

He must like
his stuff.

Or he saw the hole
in Chuckie's slowsuit.

[ laughs]

Look, the grownups
is happy, too.

Maybe you'll get
more Christmases

after alls.

You rascals!

All this time I thought
you were with your grandma.

Hmm, we're a half-pint short.

Come on,
let's go find Angelica

and then track down
those folks of yours.

♪ Deck the halls
with boughs of holly ♪

♪ Fa-la-la-la-la,
la-la, la, la ♪

♪ 'Tis the season to be jolly

♪ Fa-la-la-la-la,
la-la, la, la ♪

[ whinnies]

♪ Fa-la-la, la-la-la,
la, la, la... ♪

Bingo.

I'd recognize
that pianny playing anywhere.

Sprouts, your grandpa has
a little Christmas mission

on his hands.

But I promise we'll be home
before you know it.

Oh, no, we'll never find
Santa's presents now.

I'm sorry.

This wasn't a very good
first Christmas, Dilly.

Poor Dil.

Guys, don't you think
we had a pretty good time

here at Christmasland anyways?

What do you mean,
Chuckie?

Well, I was just thinking

even though we didn't get
any presents

we kind of had fun
doing stuff together.

Us and Dil.

Kind of.

Yeah.

I s'pose.

So maybe that's what makes
a Christmas special.

That's not the way
Angelica said it worked.

[ laughing]:
Merry Christmas, babies!

[ gasps]

You founded Santa's workstop?

Of course.
Would I let you babies down?

Well...

Never mind.

It's different this Christmas.

I'm practically an elf now.

And I think

you babies are going to like
what I gots for you.

CAROLERS [ inside cabin]:
♪ Fa-la-la, la-la-la,
la, la, la ♪

♪ 'Tis the season
to be jolly... ♪

I bet you guys
could use these.

And, no, Tommy,
it's not hair.

A new slowsuit!

How does Santa know
my heinie was getting cold?

He knows
everything, Chuckie.

A globenspiel!

Thank you, Angelica.

Don't thank me, thank Santa.

I'm just a delivery elf.

Wow, I'm wearing
these shoesies forever

even if
my feets grow.

Oh... a magic princess wand!

Thank you, Santa!

Well?

I'll wait
till Dilly opens his.

Dil?

Uh-oh.

Oh, yeah, Dil.

Hmm. Well... I got something
extra-special for Dil.

[ laughing]

I'm going to miss you, Prancie,
but now Drooly and you

can have fun together.

[ sniffles]

And I'll come visit you,
I promise.

There you go, Dil.

His name's Prancie.

[ laughing]

Merry Christmas.

He listens real
good for you...

if you ever
learn to talk.

[ squeaking]

Well, you going to open it?

But I already gots
my present, Angelica.

All's I wanted was for Dilly

to have a special
first Christmas

and now you don't gots
a present

so you can have this one.

Open it, Pickles.

What are you waiting for?
Easter?

A camera!

Take our picture, Tommy.

Okay, everybody, say "peas."

ALL:
Peas!

Woo-hoo, I hit something solid

and it wasn't my foot
this time.

Come on, sprouts!

♪ Deck the halls
with boughs of holly ♪

♪ Fa-la-la-la-la,
la-la, la, la... ♪

Lou Pickles

my hunk
of a Christmas hero.

Dil, Tommy!

Sweetheart!

[ kisses loudly]

[ laughs]

Mommy, Daddy, I had
the bestest Christmas Eve ever.

Princess.

Well, the party's over
in minutes.

No sense in going out there
to schmooze now.

Especially wearing this.

I'm really sorry, Charlotte.

Are you kidding?

Thanks to your snow machine

I don't have to face
those phonies

and make office small talk.

Angelica's right.

This just might be the
best Christmas Eve ever.

I second that.

Me, too.

Wonderful!

Oh, Stu, I'm so glad
you malfunctioned.

[ chuckles]

[ plays flourish]

♪ Good tidings we bring
to you and your kin ♪

♪ We wish you
a merry Christmas ♪

♪ And a happy new year

♪ We wish you a merry Christmas,
we wish you a merry Christmas ♪

♪ We wish you a merry Christmas
and a happy new year. ♪

[ song ends]

[ sleigh bells jingling]

[ Santa laughing]

MAN [ on walkie-talkie]:
Six babies have been spotted
riding a goat

heading towards Bethlehem, over.