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images are not the result

of some technological trick,

then we may be looking at

the first physical proof that

Santa Claus isn't a myth.

He's real

and walking among us.

Eric Simms,

reporting.

How did you

do that?

It's the magic

of Christmas.

People see in Santa the

best parts of themselves.

You think that reporter

can give us any trouble?

We've got

bigger stockings to stuff.

I'm still gonna keep an

eye on that Eric Simms.

We should focus

on Farley.

The classroom circuit breakers.

Hold this.

Are you sure this

is gonna work?

Trust me, one drop of super

glue on each circuit breaker

will freeze it when they

turn it to the off position.

By the time they

can fix it,

the science fair

will be history.

What is that?

Ahhh. That's a little welcome

we had planned for you.

You might have

killed us!

Oh, they're just some

harmless fireworks.

Scared ya, though,

didn't it?

Not me.

Ha ha ha ha ha!

Right, Mr. Toughguy.

Are you gonna tell

Principal Barnes?

She'll probably

expel you for this.

Not unless you can prove we were here.

Let's go.

It looks like in all the excitement

you squeezed that tube of glue.

I wouldn't worry though,

the police have solvent.

The police?

Don't you run out

on me!

I suspect you'll be charged

with malicious vandalism.

With intent to

do bodily harm.

We, we weren't trying to

hurt anybody.

It was just a goof.

You think, uh, Farley's father

is gonna feel that way about it?

I don't think so.

But if Principal Barnes

and the police.

And his father.

Don't hear anything

about it.

Then that's a reindeer

of a different colour.

Yes, it is.

Superglue solvent. A janitor's assistant

never leaves home without it.

I'll make ya a deal.

Okay.

What kind of deal?

You do something for us and

we won't tell anybody.

And we'll unglue

your hand.

What kind

of project?

I'm in.

What about you,

Farley?

When?

Tomorrow morning.

First thing.

This is Eric.

No, let me guess.

They claim to know who

the mystery Santa is.

Okay, okay. What's

the name and number?

Steve, I'm about to

go home.

Did you catch any

of the science fair?

Um, yeah a little.

Not a lot.

Is everything okay?

Yeah, perfect. Never been

better, well, I gotta go.

Steve, wait. Come

here for a minute.

It's hard to find time

during the day to talk.

And I wanna

ask you something.

Why do you work

so hard at trying to

convince everyone

you're a bad guy?

I don't do that.

Yeah, you do. You know

studying works two ways right?

When you're in

my classroom studying

the material I give you,

I also study you.

You are?

Yeah. And every other

kid in my classroom.

And when I look at you,

I see a basically nice guy

doing everything he can to

disguise it.

It's just that I like to

have fun.

But it's a mean kind

of fun, hmm?

Practical jokes,

that sort of thing.

Like the catapult you and

Farley used the other day.

I know you were aiming at me.

And if that had hit me,

I probably would have

balled you out

and sent you to

the principal's office.

And I probably would've

excused myself

and gone somewhere

and cried.

You would have?

Yeah, Steve, I'm not just a

teacher, I'm a person too.

And it hurts when

someone humiliates me.

I, I didn't mean to

humiliate you.

I don't think

you did either.

I think it's something

Farley talked you into.

He can be

pretty convincing.

Yeah.

And let's face it. He can

buy anything he wants.

That's very intimidating.

Don't tell him this, but it

even intimidates me sometimes.

It does?

Yeah, I'm a person

too, remember?

Anyway, I think Farley

talks you into things

and you don't think

about what might happen.

Maybe.

I just want you to know I think you're

a better person than you pretend.

That's all.

Good night.

Night.

See ya tomorrow.

own, Steve.

What numbers?

The number of Principal

Barnes' cell phone number

that I'm gonna call

if you don't pay attention.

Forty-eight and three

quarter inches.

That's right. Farley better show up

if he knows what's good for him.

He'll be here.

It's awfully nice of you

Steven to come over and help.

The boy has

a big heart.

Can I pet him?

Sure,

his name's Kip.

My name's Adam.

You're Farley Morgan.

How'd you

know that?

I was at the ceremony when

they opened Morgan Park.

My dad

forced me to go.

Well, thank him for me, I

used to use it all the time.

Really?

Little league. I sometimes

used to play Frisbee.

I was getting

really good at that.

What put you

in the chair?

Car accident.

Is the chair

temporary?

Permanent.

That sucks.

My dad died too.

I lost my mom.

Glad you like

the park.

Where did you come up

with the name Kip?

It's short for Kipling.

Rudyard Kipling.

He wrote this poem called

"The Power of the Dog."

Everyone's working

in the garage!

I'll be there in a second! I

need some water for my dog.

Sure, come on

inside.

Okay.

Good boy, Kip.

Here, come here.

Sit.

Good boy.

Why didn't you bring your solar

robot to the science fair?

That's your answer?

It broke... Besides,

I'm no scientist.

I figured it'd be stupid to try to

pretend to be somebody I'm not.

I don't know what's

going on with you, Farley,

but your father

and I need to talk.

Good luck.

Well he's coming to meet with

me at the school on Tuesday.

If he doesn't show up, don't

take it personal. I never do.

Here ya go.

Thanks.

Good boy,

good boy.

I dropped my book and he

brought it up for me.

My mom was in a chair just

like yours before she died.

We got Kip trained to do a lot

of cool stuff to help her.

Kip kicks butt.

Steve's in the garage.

Stay, Kip.

I'm comin'.

Hello, this is

Eric Simms.

I got a message that you had a

tip about the mystery Santa.

I'm so glad you got back to me, Mr. Simms.

Indeed I do.

So who is this guy?

I'm not at liberty to say, but I

encourage you to stick with this story.

You're onto something big.

Something very big.

Okay, well, well thank you very much.

I appreciate the tip.

Lower it, slowly. Slowly, slowly.

Ha ha ha!

How you doin there? Excellent,

it's looking very good.

Kinda taking a lot

longer than I thought.

Well, it'd be a lot better

if we had help from Farley.

What about Farley?

Speak of the devil.

Some refreshments

from Miss Claymore.

That is excellent.

Here you are.

Oops, my bad,

uh, that's mine.

Miss Claymore told me

you drink milk.

That's right.

Thank you.

Are you guys just gonna

leave those cookies there?

Cause I would like

every single one!

Can I?

You don't mind?

Are you gonna finish

your cookie?

Do you want it?

Yup!

I took a bite of it.

That's not

a problem!

Oh, hello!

Wow, that looks terrific.

You've done an amazing job.

Thank you,

Mrs. Claymore.

Would you all like to

stay for dinner?

Would love to.

Aw, sorry,

we gotta go.

There's our ride.

Let's go.

See you guys

tomorrow!

See ya.

Thank you both,

so much.

You're welcome.

Hey, you think you could

give me ride tomorrow too?

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