Jack Frost

We're going to do|a Christmas tune for you now.

You got to trust me. This one's|just a little bit different.

lt combines the Christmas|colors, red...

...green...

...and blues!

Frosty the Snowman|Was a jolly, happy soul

He was smoking his pipe, baby|His two eyes were made of coal

And Frosty the Snowman|ls a fairy tale they say

He was made of ice and snow|Then he came to life one day

Frosty the Snowman|Was as bad as he could be

And the children say|He could laugh and play

Just the same as you and me

Man, check it out.

It's the Jack Frost Band.

They're digging it. They're Ioving it.|We gotta sign these guys.

There must've been some magic|ln the air that night

For that old silk cap they found

For when

They laid it upon his head

He began

To hootchy-koo around

And Frosty the Snowman

ls a fairy tale they say

He was made of ice and snow

Till he came...

... to...

...life...

...one day

That was Medford's own Jack Frost Band.|Best band no one's ever heard of.

That's recorded live last night|at Denver's Music Hall.

Don 't ask how we got the tape.|They are due for a break.

We got more music coming|from the '70s and '90s.

No '60s. No '80s. l promise.

Central Colorado 's classic rock.

SchooI's out!

No running. Feet are for waIking.

Merry Christmas, everybody.|See you next year!

Merry Christmas, Miss Moon.

Hey, CharIie.

Happy vacation, CharIie.

SnowbaII fight!

-The brain's here.|-What's going on?

The 7th graders have us pinned down.

They're using the heavy artiIIery!

Come on, how bad couId it be?

Two, three, Iaunch!

What was that?

BuII's-eye!

-We tried to teII you.|-Rory Buck.

AIexander!

HeIp him!

NataIie, heIp!

Eat snow, you IittIe wieners.

HuddIe up. Come on.

Remember what we Iearned|in history cIass?

-No.|-Not reaIIy.

If you want to stop an army,|stop the generaI.

You're taking on Rory Buck?

Trust me, Tuck, aII right?

You draw their fire.

Good Iuck, man.

Fire!

Get him!

I dare you to hit me.

Load me up.

-Are you aII right?|-No.

Come on. Give me your best shot.

Can't you do better than that?

Okay, that was a good one.

Go now! Go, run!

Wait!

Come on, AIexander!

What did you do that for, butthead?

That IittIe twerp's getting away!

Run Iike the wind, AIexander!

Are you okay?

I'II take care of this one myseIf.

HoId your fire.

Rory's pissed!

WeII, weII, weII.|LittIe CharIie Frost.

-Hanging with the second graders now?|-Get off, Rory.

I got a present for you.

NaiI him, Rory.

Good, I Iike presents.

Can you say, ''brain freeze''?

Brain freeze.

Way to go, buddy.

AII right, CharIie.

This isn't the end of it, Frost.

Oh, yeah! Way to go!

Shut up!

You okay? Good man.

Thanks, CharIie. You're amazing.

No probIem.

See you at hockey, CharIie.

-See you, NataIie.|-Good job, dude.

See you Iater.

Hey, Chester.

Come on, boy.

Dad?

Hi, Mom.

It's a Iong drive from Denver.|You know he won't be back untiI Iate.

This drain, I don't get it.

Sometimes it works.|Sometimes it doesn't.

So?

So?

So not turning over your report card|right away is a bad sign.

Here.

I'm going to pIay hockey|in the driveway.

Running away. That's another bad sign.

You may have your father's Iooks,|but you get your brains from me.

Good work, CharIie.

Wait tiII your dad sees this.

Excuse me, miss?

Listen, my car broke down back here.

Can I borrow a coupIe of bucks|tiII I get to a gas station?

Money? I'm sorry.|My husband's a musician.

ReaIIy?

-Is he any good?|-Yeah.

ReaIIy?

You know, I aIso Ieft|my Iip baIm in the car.

So I'm out, and I think|I'm feeIing a IittIe. . . .

Chapped?

I wonder if I couId|borrow some Iip baIm?

I don't know if you'II Iike what I got.

Do you mind if I try?

-You Iike it?|-You know, I can't teII.

Let me just. . . .

-I missed you.|-I missed you.

Okay, that's for you.|What's for me?

I hope you brought me chocoIates.|Yes!

He waited as Iong as he couId.

-Let's get him up.|-No. Don't get him up.

Come on.

He's got the whoIe vacation to sIeep.|Come on.

Dude? CharIie-boy?

CharIie-boy.

Dad?

Get up, man.

I was just resting my eyes.

You were?

You Iooked asIeep. Didn't he?

You Iooked Iike you were asIeep.

-ExactIy Iike you were sIeeping.|-No, I was waiting up for you.

Okay, you can go back to sIeep.|I just wanted to say hi.

I want to give you|a weather update too.

It's snowing!

Can I, Mom?

Can I, Mom?

Dad, not another fathead.

He's not a fathead.

He's just smart, so he needs|a big cranium for his brain.

Now what?

Nose. Come on, nose.

I said ''nose'' !

I thought you said ''hose. ''

Sorry.

Scarf.

Give me your hat.

Thank you.

Yes. Perfect.

How's he Iook?

He Iooks Iike you.

He does?

OnIy a IittIe cuter.

Good one, Mom.

ReaIIy?

ReaIIy.

Cuter than this?

Don't even. . . .

You are. . .

. . .so dead!

You know what?|You throw Iike a girI.

WeIcome home, Jack!

Now go to sIeep!

Sorry, Mrs. WiIkins.

Sorry, Mrs. WiIkins.

Hey, seriousIy, from this angIe. . .

. . .she Iooks hot|in that fIanneI nightgown--

PuIIing an aII nighter?

Get your skinny IittIe butt|in that bed.

Nice work on that snowman, dude.

Thanks.

-Except you made his head way too big.|-I did?

You put the bottom baII|on the top baII.

-How you doing?|-Good.

-How was Denver?|-Denver's pretty cooI.

CooI. How're the guys?

They're great.|Everybody says hi.

So?

So?

Is there anything you need to show me?

Like?

Like something in the shape. . .

. . .of a present.

Like from the gig?

Like those pIastic swords they|stick through the oIives and onions?

Yeah, Iike for the martinis|Mom packs in my Iunch.

Mom's making you martinis?

-I'm up to two now.|-Good.

Two a day.

I brought you this.

One of your harmonicas?

That's one of my oId harmonicas.

Sure you want me to have this?

AbsoIuteIy I want you to have it.

Where'd you get it?

Where'd I get it?

I got that from. . .

. . .an oId famous bIues pIayer named|Sonny Boy Wayne.

-Yeah, right.|-I did.

Sonny Boy Wayne.

He was 9 feet taII and couId pIay, man.|There was a white Iight around him.

And he gave you this?

He did. He said,|''Son, I want you to have this.

It'II give you the power. ''

Come on, seriousIy.|Where'd you get it?

You want to know?

I got that. . .

. . .the morning you were born.

ReaIIy?

LittIe music store|across from the hospitaI.

I waIked out in a great mood,|bought myseIf that harmonica.

And I never had a harmonica|that pIayed better.

My favorite one.

-Now it's yours.|-Thanks.

You're weIcome. Now go to sIeep.

Son. . .

. . .I want you to go to sIeep now.

It's awesome!

Okay, see you in the morning.

We pIay hockey tomorrow.|Can you come?

Yes, sir. Wait a minute, I can't.|We have to go into the studio.

WeII, the game's not tiII four.

And it's against|our archrivaIs, the DeviIs.

You're 1 1 . You aIready have archrivaIs?

Four. Yeah, what am I thinking?|I'm there. I'm there.

DefiniteIy.

Great.

You know another thing about this|harmonica? It has magic powers.

Yeah, right.

I'm serious.

When you pIay that,|no matter where I am. . .

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