Alone for Christmas Page #3
Think puppy think. Hmm.
Parking brake. Hmm.
All I'm saying is that
I believe that Rudolf's nose glowed
because he was raised
What about prancer and blitzen?
Comet? Cupid?
All of them grew up there.
That's why they can fly.
Nearly there.
Got it.
Oh dear.
Excuse me, you folks driving
the dark blue SUV?
Yeah, why?
Well it's driving itself
around back.
I'm free!
Oh no!
Okay. The bumper is scratched.
The window broken but we're fine.
Dad, you better check the policy.
The puppy might not be insured
as an additional driver.
Where is Columbus?
There he is?
This better work.
What's the battle plan boss?
Same as always.
Look for small items.
Easy to carry.
Jewelry. Antiques.
Gifts that haven't been opened yet
that can be returned for cash.
If anybody sees
an easy make oven.
No.
They make little
delicious chocolate cake.
- No.
- I do all the cooking.
No, easy bake oven!
Gotta get faster.
Hey! Hey! Whoa!
Commandeering this.
Thank you.
Hey! Dylan is right.
This is the worst Christmas ever.
Still want TVs? Laptops?
Electronics are okay.
- Sweet.
- Technically the easy bake oven
is powered electronically
by a light bulb.
I don't recognize this van.
It smells like fish
and body spray.
Jake.
Most of the police force
is off duty celebrating
As long as we don't make
a racket...
we should have all day.
How's it look?
We're clear.
Let's do it.
Come on. Come on.
Back! Go, go, go, go!
Why did those go off?
Let's just split
and come back later.
They're gonna be gone
for a whole week.
like go Caroling.
Today is optimal.
We hold on and wait out the alarms.
I stopped them.
But why isn't anybody
coming out of the houses?
They must be on vacation too.
I've got to stop them.
Bet they'll fall for this.
This will help them stick around.
This will be a wash out.
I'm gonna get into
so much trouble for this.
Let's heat thing up a little.
Hope this sticks with them.
Can't wait to see
who steps on these.
Hopes this raises their pulses.
I think that was the last car alarm.
Good.
Games a foot.
Remember, play it smart.
Right.
Play what smart?
What game are we playing smart?
Seriously, I don't know the rules.
Who goes first.
Can I be the thimble?
Shut it up.
Now Rob, don't break any windows.
I'm not 100% sure about alarms.
Dude I'm a professional.
I think I know...
Stop! Stop! I'm stuck.
- Get me off from the bottom.
- Sure. Gotcha!
Should we push or pull?
What are you waiting for?
Just hold on.
What? We didn't even touch you.
Who was that?
Something hit me in the head.
- I don't see nothing.
- It hit me hard.
Okay. We'll get you out
really quick like.
Who's doing that?
1, 2, 3.
Stop! Stop! Stop!
What is happening?
Slipper soap for slipper folk.
I think I need to sit down.
Up there.
An open window.
There's a ladder.
Enough fooling around.
How you doing Diesel?
Who's this little one?
It can't be... Santa?
72 East Oak Park huh?
You're a long way from home.
Nick, what are you doing
back there?
- Looks like Diesel's got a friend.
- A friend?
Let's get you home
We need to take
a little road trip mother.
Well Nicholas we need to be home,
remember the kids.
Oh, they'll be alright.
This little one in the back
needs to be with family.
- Who are you?
- I'm Columbus.
Why are you here?
I'm trying to save Christmas
and my big brother.
Save Christmas?
That's adorable.
Where you going?
I'm just trying to help my brother
stop some fishy criminals
from robbing my family's house.
Watch dog, huh?
I've done security work.
Salvage yard.
Nothing like sinking your K-9s
into an intruder's arm.
Ripping it out of it's socket,
and, and going for the jugular.
Uh... That's true.
Hey! Stop!
You have our dog!
They can't hears us! Hey!
Stop!
We're bring chased.
If they catch up to us
I won't be able to help Bone.
I got this.
A really big dog threw a 2x4 at us
and we're spinning out of control.
Worst Christmas ever!
- No!
- What is it?
My battery is dead.
Go around to the side door.
At least you won't hurt
yourselves there.
One bungee cord.
One garage door.
And...
One reindeer antler.
Alright.
Get to work.
He's a mean one Mr. Jake.
Sweet. Bean dip.
I shouldn't.
Hey who want tiramisu?
Don't touch that it's hot.
Thanks for the heads up.
You okay buddy?
Wake up.
Robbing this house
is ruining my Christmas.
Oh, god.
This is ridiculous.
Where did that that dog
come from?
Why does he have a rope?
Don't move.
God boy. Who's a good boy?
Okay. Okay.
Don't be angry.
We're all friends here.
We're going to have to make
a break for it.
- Well, what about Rob?
- Collateral damage.
He won't be missed.
You gotta wake up buddy.
Hey, it's a doggy.
Oh, nuts!
Here we go.
1, 2...
Who could that be?
Just ignore them.
Let's pretend we're not home.
I think they know
somebody's home already.
Carolers.
"Hark the angels sing.
Glory to the new born king."
"Peace on earth
and mercy mild."
"God and sin is reconciled."
"Joyful all ye nations rise.
Joyful all ye nations rise."
Where'd the dog go?
- Who you calling?
- My cousin.
My family's other civil servant.
Wait. Quinten?
- That psycho?
- Oh man. That dude is bad news.
He's effective and an expert
at this kind of thing.
Hello. I'm looking
for Cindy McEntire.
Oh, hello Cindy.
I have a lead on
the were about of your dog.
- Sush you.
- Oh no.
I understand there is a reward.
I wanna go home.
Yeah, I don't want that.
Here is what's gonna take to pecure
my services to find your Bubbles.
One case of diet Apricot Snapple.
If it isn't diet no dog.
$200 dollars a day
whether I find him or not.
Lunch when I finished the job.
And I like the crust
cut off my sandwiches.
Yeah it's not a deal breaker
but it is in your best interest
that there be no crust.
Also you got to get mayor
to get off my back, and...
chance the zoning
in front of my duplex
because I'm getting way
too many parking tickets...
What, what do you mean
you don't know the mayor?
Hang on.
Happy time pet
finders how may I help...
Stay put. Don't do anything
I'll be right there.
Cindy it's simple. No Mayor...
No Bubbles.
Come on.
Give.
I thought it was righty
tighty lefty loosy?
Yeah, well, most of the time it is.
But sometimes
manly moment huh!
What do you think?
I can't wait to enter it in my diary.
How I spent
my Christmas vacation.
Dad showed me
how to strip lug nuts
and we both shared sickness.
Geepers! Worst Christmas ever.
Alright that's enough.
I'm trying. I would appreciate
- Dad, I think...
- I know what you think.
This trip is horrible
and that you're miserable.
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